THE GOVERNESS by © Hamilton Joyce Ff FF Fm Mm mf MM MF inc tg


Alissandra was stretched out on a towel-covered lilo beside the pool. It was 
her day off.
Gemma wondered whether whether to leave her alone. It was after all the girl's 
day off. On the other hand, it might seem stand-offish, or even insulting, to lay 
down on the other side of the pool. She pulled over another lilo, spread her 
towel beside the girl, and lay down. The girl opened her eyes. A lovely dark 
brown, thought Gemma. Really Italian, sultry. Her own eyes were a nordic 
blue-grey.

'It is lovely, is it not, Mrs Anders.' She yawned . Her body moved fluidly as 
she stretched. Gemma could see her nipples through the light nylon bikini top.  
With this thought, her own stood, too, as if in sympathetic reaction.

'I wish you'd call me Gemma, Alissandra. It doesn't seem right for me to call 
you by your Christian name, but you to use my married name.'

Alissandra laughed. Her face was very lovely, lovely when still, and even more 
so when she smiled or talked, Gemma thought. 'Gemma, then. But it is lovely 
isn't it. You know it doesn't feel like work here!.

'I hope the children are not too trying!' Jeremy and Victoria were twins, 
teenagers, very close, and admittedly a bit of a handful sometimes. Which was 
why her husband, Anders Anders had suggested an au pair . He was finishing 
his latest novel, and they had decided to spend a few months in the sun, in this 
splendid villa. Apart from the servants...a housekeeper, chauffeur-cum-
handyman, gardner-cum-poolboy, and housemaid, he thought a girl to look 
after the kids would be a good idea. Gemma had to agree.

And Alissandra was more than an au pair, being university educated. 

Alssandra sat up, and removed her bikini top. Gemma should have averted her 
eyes, but the breasts were so lovely, she double-took.

The oil trickled over the brunette's tanned skin, but she didn't spread it or rub 
it in. Instead she turned over on her belly. The thong barely covered her secret 
parts, splitting the two beautifull mounds of her rump. She smiled as she 
looked over her shoulder.
Would you oil my back, please, Gemma. I don't want to start this assignment 
with a sun-burn.'

Gemma gulped. Kneeling beside the matchless figure, she spilt some oil on the 
shoulders, and rubbed it into shoulder blades and neck. Another few drops on 
the hollow of her back, and let it trickle down into the crease.

'Rub it in, please, Gemma.' As she lay back, luxuriating, she was looking at 
Gemma's breasts, and thinking back to the Convent School, and especially the 
lovely Sister Angelica. How she loved having her breasts kissed, sucked, 
squeezed. As a prelude to her preferred game, the rubbing of clit against clit as 
they held each other and kissed. 'Rub it in, please, Gemma.'

The invitation could not be resisted. Her hands oily, she allowed them to move 
over the waist and hips, and then down to the almost-exposed cheeks of the 
girl's buttocks. They were firm, round, smooth under her slippery palms. And 
then down to the thighs. Up and down the long, slim legs. Gemma suddenly 
remembered a girl at her convent school in Denmark. She'd forgotten. 
Repressed it. But now she remembered caresses after dark. But the girl was not 
as lovely as this. She felt life springing in her cunt. As she massaged she 
became aroused.

Alissandra sighed.' That's lovely. ' She sighed again. and turned over onto her 
back again. 'And now my front, please. I can already feel it burning.

In the bushes Jeremy had slipped his shorts down round his ankles.and was 
playing with his cock. She was so lovely! And look, his Mum was oiling her 
tits. He could easily see the nipples standing, and was sure his mother was not 
just spreading the oil but was feeling, squeezing, caressing them. His cock was 
so hard, it stood out in front of him as he studied the scene. 

And look! Now his mother had undone her bikini top, and was laying back 
while the Governess oiled her breasts. They looked firmer than the young 
Italian's, he thought. 

And up in her bedroom, lounging on the couch, his sister Vikki had also taken 
in the scene.  The effect was similar. She looked wide-eyed through the 
window, and then knelt to get a better view. Her hand slipped inside her new 
blue silk knickers. Now her busy little finger was working on the hard nub of 
her clitoris. 

Oh! how she wished she had tits like those. She felt her nascent bubbies 
through her blouse. The nipples were hard, and ached. She tweaked them as 
her index finger worked faster and faster, slipping right up into her tight cunt 
while her thumb rubbed her clit. She loved this, since she had discovered how 
to do it. She rolled over on her belly, feeling up under herself, finger and 
thumb going faster and faster as she watched the two women's foreplay.

Gemma could feel her cunt lips swelling, and her clit getting harder and 
harder. How she would have liked the girl to massage her there, she thought, 
and instantly dismissed  the shameful idea.
                
Alissandra was very aware of the effect her body and the caresses 
masquerading as sun-tan protection were having on her beautiful employer. 
And also on her own body! She could see the outline of swollen cuntlips, and 
the moisture between Gemma's legs. And knew her own would be the same. 
Yes! Gemma was as lovely as her beloved Angelica. And almost certainly as 
available and willing!

She leaned down, and allowed her lips to brush Gemma's. And then broke off.  
'I think I've had enough sun today. I feel quite hot!' She laughed as she stood 
up, took a couple of paces, and dived naked-breasted into the pool.
                        
Gemma felt left in the air. But she too got up, dived in, and swam beside the 
brunette for two lengths before the two of them  heaved themselves lightly out, 
and lay down again in the sun.

'I was feeling hot too. I needed that to cool off!'

There was, perhaps an understanding between the two?

What is certain is that Jeremy had spurted his spunk into the grass and over his 
belly, unsure as to whether his imagined partner was the brunette, or, shameful 
thought, the blonde. And Vikki, too, had come. Her imagined partner had been 
the brunette.

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As they lay side-by-side, silent, perhaps surprised by the possibilities of 
passion, Gemma turned it over in her mind.

Alissandra had been the best of the short-list of three. The American girl had 
been very strange. And ugly too! The other Italian was fat, and moved so 
slowly you could see she'd be lazy. Her only concern had been Anders. She 
could see him almost drooling during the interview! And yet, the clincher was 
really that she could teach the kids Italian as well as au-pairing them.

And. And. Well it had to be admitted,. Far from Anders being seduced by 
her....it looked as if she might herself. And why not? It was a bit boring here, 
however lovely and restful! She put 
the idea out of her mind. Too naughty! But she'd just wait and see what 
developed. She looked sideways again at the dozing beauty. God! She was 
lovely! Perhaps. Perhaps!

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Vikki had gone to bed at about ten, but it was still hot with that steamy, mothy 
heat you get in the mediterranean, so she had been studying her italian. It was 
still only just pleasant, but she was feeling tired now, and had let the book 
drop first to the coverlet, and then down to the floor. She lay there naked, 
allowing her mind to wander.

And it was to her new governess' body her mind wandered. She thought about 
the matchless breasts gleaming in the sunlight, oiled, massaged, titillated by 
her equally naked mother! Her clit woke up, and she knew she was going to 
bring herself off before going to sleep. For the second time today her finger 
sought out the hot, hard little nub.

The door opened. Her hand removed swiftly. She was very aware she was 
naked on the bed, but not really embarrassed. Theirs was not a family that got 
very upset about nakedness. She'd often seen her dad and her brother in the 
altogether.

She lay on one elbow.

'You're up very late, Victoria ' She spoke italian. 'You won't do your lovely 
complexion any good by staying up all hours.'The girl on the bed reminded 
her of her little friend Lisa at the Convent, lying there so innocent and so open. 
And so lovely!

'It was too hot.' This in italian too.

'You are doing well with the italian, Victoria. ' She smiled. Vikki was 
reminded of her at the poolside, and thought again how lovely she was, 
standing there in her transparant black nightie, and her tiny bikini briefs. She 
was holding the nightie as if slightly embarrassed at her near nakedness, but 
Vikki could see the shape of her perfect breasts.

'I wish I had a body like yours, Alissandra. It's perfect. I wish I had tits like 
yours.'

'Your body is lovely. And if you look after it, you will have lovely breasts, like 
your mother. They will be as lovely as your mother's'

'I saw you at the pool this afternoon.'

 Alissandra looked at her, and she could feel the lust rising between her legs 
and in her chest. She just had to have this lovely child. And the girl was as 
good as seduced. She could see the girl wanted her as much as she did. 'Yes! 
And that's one reason why my breasts are nice. They need massage. And the 
best massage is with the mouth!.'

'Mouth!'

'Oh yes! On the nipples especially.'

'Could I?'

'I'd like that. Here.' Slowly she pulled the transparant nightie up over her head 
as she stood beside the bed. The nylon clung to her breasts as it slipped over 
them. Now she was naked except for the tiny triangle of black silk that covered 
her mound. Vikki could see the shape of her cunt lips through the thin silk, and 
knew she was aroused. Just as her own cunt lips were swelling and opening , 
so was this woman's. Alissandra lay  beside the naked girl.  Her nipples stood, 
as did her breasts, and Vikki  licked and then sucked at a hard, brown nipple. 
A sigh from the reciever of this lovely caress, and more sucking, kissing, 
licking, while she fondled the other breast with both hands.

Alissandra , without thinking, allowed her hand to slip down over her tanned 
belly, down and under the thin nylon slip, down into her crack, and onto her 
clit. While the girl pressed their bodies together , rubbing, and licked, kissed 
and teased at her breasts, she lost herself in pleasure, her busy fingers working 
her clit and cunt towards orgasm. Vikki was not at all surprised. After all, she 
did this to herself at least every day. Sometimes several times if she had seen 
or heard something, or someone that stimulated her. But it was doubly exciting 
to play with these lovely breasts while Alissandra was coming. And she was, 
with sighs and muttered endearments in italian.

She had come. But the lovely thing about these lesbian encounters, Alissandra 
well knew, was that the pleasure could go on and on. Perhaps to be fucked by 
a male, such as Sven, was more immediate and all-embracing. But that tended 
to be that. This would go on! She knelt beside the girl and herself licked the 
nascent tits. They were standing hard, and were beginning to shape as bosoms, 
though clearly much to go.

 Vikki reached down and  replaced her finger where it had been removed 
minutes earlier when the door opened. Alissandra murmured in her ear. 'I'll do 
that darling Victoria, and , still kneeling took the clit and lips in her hand. As 
the blonde relaxed and opened her legs, raising her hips ever-so slightly from 
the cover-pane, the brunette leaned over her, and spread her lips. One hand 
worked gently on the clit and lips, while the other stretched the lips upwards 
and open.

Vikki sighed. 

The nearly hairless cunt was very enticing. How this took her back to her 
childhood and those lovely hairless lips of her schooldays. Lisa! Ah, Lisa. 
How Lisa loved to be sucked and nibbled. She took a fold of cuntlip in her 
teeth and pulled at it, while her fingers still stimulated the nub, and entered 
gently in and out of her virgin vagina.

Vikki sighed, and was moving her hips as if fucking. It was time ! Alissandra 
glued her lips full on the cunt, embracing the whole inner lips within her 
mouth. Her tongue raked up and down over the girl's clit, as she herself 
ground her hips into the accomodating mouth.

She came in seconds now. The strongest orgasm of her young adolescence. 
And the first with another person, boy or girl.

But Alissandra was going to teach her another game! And one for which her 
later lovers, especially male, would be eternally grateful. She rolled the girl, 
completely floppy and relaxed after her orgasm, over onto her belly. She 
spread the lovely, round, firm arsecheeks, and sought out the rim of the 
arsehole with her tongue. There was a squeak of protest as her probing tongue 
entered the anus. But Alissandra continued, and the astounded Vikki 
acquiesced.

In and out went the tongue, deeper as the anus relaxed. And now a hand 
reaching under, in and out of the vagina with two fingers. And now the second, 
rubbing the girl's clit. And a second orgasm, bigger than the first, and this time 
associated with penetration of the anus.

There was a long pause, while Vikki recovered, and came to grips with this 
extension of her sexuality.

'What can I do for you, Alissandra? What do you want me to do?'

'You don't have to do anything, Victoria, if you don't want.'

'I'd like.....'

'What I like is to be kissed and licked until I come. I'll lay with my legs open 
like this.' She lay on her back and slipped her panties down.She lay, legs wide, 
her breasts still standing upright. She stretched her cunt lips open, inviting.

Tentative at first, Vikki knelt over her and kissed the black hair of the mound. 
The flesh looked so pink....and wet! She lightly lissed the lighter-pink clitoris, 
and then one of the open lips. It was nice.  A strand of Alissandra's love-juice 
stretched from her tongue. She took the clit between her lips and pulled at it, 
allowing it to slip out under the pressure, only to catch it again.'

Alissandra sighed. 'That's lovely Victoria. Don't stop.'

She liked this! And she knew what gave her pleasure. So that was what she 
would give her lovely governess.  Her tongue moved faster and faster up and 
down the open cunt, flicking into the vagina and back up over the throbbing 
clit. Now Alissandra was coming, and for the first time she had the 
psychological lift of giving the ultimate pleasure to a partner. She redoubled 
her efforts as the lovely girl came beneath her tongue.

Later they lay side by side, silent.

'Do you mind if I smoke?' She knew her governess didn't smoke.

'You will spoil your lovely complexion, Victoria.  But go on.'

;I've never done that, you know.'

'What? The tongue in the bottom bit?'

'No, all of it. I've never done it with anyone else. Not a boy and not a girl.'

'You are so funny you english. At my school all the girls did it all the time. 
And you fifteen and never played with a boy.?'

'Kissed a bit. And felt. But only with clothes on. And never like that. It was 
lovely.'

'Well, you must show your girlfriends how nice it is.........And as for boys. 
Well, Jeremy is a very handsome, well-set-up young fellow....'

'Oh! I couldn't. Not my brother......'

'Just ask him if he'd like to kiss your breasts for you! I've seen him looking at 
you!' (And me, and his mother come to that she added silently). 'Now it's time 
you went to sleep. Put that out, and I'll put the light out as I go.'

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It would be difficult to blame the next episode on the new governess. But it is 
true to say that if it had not been for what Mrs  Anders  had seen through the 
door of Anders' study then she would not have returned to her room in exactly 
the right state of indignation mixed with sexual arousal. Similarly, if Jeremy 
had not seen the governess oiling and massaging his mother's tits by the pool 
the day before, then he would not have been pre-disposed to breaking that 
great, though oft neglected, taboo.

Jeremy had taken a shower. He stepped from the bath. No towel! Shit!

Nothing for it, but to go and get one. Didn't want to wet his clothes. Stole 
quietly into the maternal bedroom, and opened the huge cupboard. As he 
knew, the towels were on the top shelf. Pulled one down and wiped face and 
hands. On the floor tiny, lacy panties. On impulse, picked them up and felt the 
silky fabric. Placed against his cheek. Smell of woman very exciting. Cock 
stand! Panic! Feet in corridor. Mum's high-heeled slippers clickety clack. 
naked! hard on!

He just managed to get behind the curtain. 

Gemma immediately sensed there was someone in her room. Damp footmarks 
on her pastel carpet. Cupboard open. Her panties moved! And, yes, a big toe 
sticking out from under the long curtains. Wasn't Anders. She knew where he 
was...and would be for an hour or so! No-one else. Had to be Jeremy. Her cunt 
was still aroused from the scene she had been watching,. Give him something 
to look at!

Jeremy peeped through the crack in the curtain, as his mother happily flung off 
the black satin negligee she had put on to tempt Anders, and fussed around the 
room.  She was wearing white satin panties and her white high-heeled slippers. 
She kicked the shoes off, and with her back to the boy slipped the panties 
down. He could see, from behind, just the start of her cunt crack. She went to 
the cupboard, bent down, and picked up the black panties he had fondled 
moments before. His cock was almost painfully hard as her act of bending 
opened her crack, and he could see the plump cuntlips, pink under the lightest 
fluff of blonde hair, and, yes! even her rosy, naked arsehole. 

His mind went to Simon. How much nicer the feminine bum was!

Still with her back to him, she pulled on the tiny thong and bent over, 
deliberately showing off her wonderful legs and rounded bottom. She saw the 
give-away toe retreat under the curtain. But this was only Jeremy retreating an 
inch or two in case his prick made a tent in the drapes!


Gemma knew what teen-age lads dreamed about, and in her devil-may-care 
mood was going to provide it. She hadn't yet worked out quite what she was 
going to do, but certainly give him the pleasure of watching her put on  
stockings, satin basque and kinky high heels.

She deliberately lingered over pulling her sheerest, glossiest stockings up over 
her legs and smoothing them with both hands. She stood in front of the mirror, 
confident he could in that position see her arse and the reflexion of her tits and 
belly in the glass. She ran her hands round the inside of the panties, as if 
adjusting them, and then into the front , down, down to 
her crotch, which she massaged a second or two, before patting the outside of 
the crotch. She slipped a fastened black bra over her shoulders, and kneaded 
first one tit and then the other into the cups. She slipped on her black heels and 
turned to face the curtain.

 Now up the stairs to the little gallery. She looked over her shoulders, and 
leaned back so the weight of her bottom and thigh rested on the round iron 
frame. Her cunt was red-hot now, and she naughtily stepped one leg over the 
rail, and allowed the full weight to rest on her cunt lips. Of course she 
wriggled for a moment or two, giving the boy the best view of her ankles, legs, 
bottom, and her breasts in profile, though masked by their lacy covering.

She was enjoying this. She expected he would enjoy a close view of her tits. 
As she came down the stairs, she removed her bra, and allowed her tits to 
stand free, moving as she walked. And right over to the curtain , as if to open 
it. Right up to the crack, so her erect nipples were a mere inch or two from the 
frantic Jeremy's face. She stopped. Passed her hand over the nipples, which 
sprang up again after being pressed. His hand fell involuntarily to his cock, 
holding the throbbing engine! 

As if she had suddenly remembered or thought of something, she turned round 
and went over to her cupboard. With the high heels, her bottom moved sexily. 
'I'll come' thought the boy,grasping his throbbing cock oh-so tightly. But held 
on!

She took out her black basque. This was normally worn for bondage and 
whipping sessions with Anders, and was really a bit over the top. Just right for 
a teenager! Slowly she did up the catches and the suspenders. And she made 
her decision.

She could either have put on her negligee and exited, leaving her son to make 
his escape. Or??? 

She went over to the curtain, and with a great pull on the cord opened them. 
She stepped into the window alcove, and then saw Jeremy. Who was trying to 
cover his delightfully hard cock with both hands. Not successfully!

He stared at her , so clear against the sunny garden through the window. He 
started to stutter something, but she interrupted.
'Oh, Jeremy! I'm so sorry. You must be frozen. Here, let me rub you dry.' She 
picked up the thick, fluffy towel that had dropped to the floor, and rubbed his 
back, chest, legs. And yes, now his bottom, thighs, and finally his cock. She 
ignored the erection, though was careful not to rub it too hard or too 
thoroughly!  'There that's better. But you're frozen. Go and get under the 
coverlet there, till you're warmed up.'

In a dream he stumbled over to the bed, his cock waving in front of him, and 
found blessed refuge under the thin covers.

Jeremy lay there, his cock making a tent in the gold satin of the covers. His 
mother fussed about, re-drawing the curtains, hanging the damp towel up. All 
in all wandering around her room, giving him the benefit of her body, back, 
front, both profiles. She could clearly see the effect she was having on him. 
And her cunt, warm already from the scene earlier, her daughter with the 
lovely Latin, warmed even more.

'I'm chill out here. I think I'll join you a minute or two. ' She stood by the bed, 
and slipped out of her panties and shoes. So quickly that he had the most 
fleeting glimpse only of her fascinating mound.

She pulled the satin cover up over their heads. In the darkness, he felt her body 
rest its length against his. He rolled onto his side, towards her. 'That's nice. 
Cozy! And my word....this too!' Her voice suggested the hardness she grasped 
had only just attracted her notice, pressed against her thigh.

'Mum! You shouldn't....'

'Sh! Sh!'

She rolled him onto his back and leaned over him so her nipples brushed his 
mouth, and then her tits pressed into his soft, smooth cheek. He knew what she 
wanted, and caught a nipple between his lips, kissing and sucking.

'That's lovely.' She took his hand and placed it on her bottom. It rubbed and 
caressed. She moaned, and threw the covers off. He could see her lovely tits 
now, with their large rosy-brown nipples. He reached up, and she sat astride 
him. Suddenly he felt his cock engulfed in the warmth of her eager cunt. She 
sighed. He closed his eyes. Now she was moving on him, and he could feel the 
warmth of her wetness slipping up and down him. His orgasm rose and rose. 

Sudden horror. He wriggled and tried to lift her off. 'Please! I'm going to... I 
can't stop....'

'Don't. I want it! So much! She pressed down hard, and moved her hips 
against his belly, deliberately flexing and relaxing the muscles of her vagina. 
He fell back helpless, and his huge, virgin orgasm poured forth. She had not 
come, but collapsed onto his chest, his cock still in her.

Silence. Just the beating of their hearts in the gloom of the afternoon bedroom. 
His cock was still hard, but she slipped off and lay beside him, her face close 
to his penis, glistening with their coming. She pulled him to her and licked his 
cock, its full length , three times, licking off the mixture of his come and her 
juices. He lay back as she gave him his first female mouth job. He thought of 
Simon. And how much nicer this was. He reached down and ran his hands 
through the blonde hair. And now further , to her tits. One hand each tit. 
Caressing, feeling, while his cock throbbed in her mouth.


A tiny drop of cum, stretched between her tongue and his cock, warned her 
this was a boy, who would find control difficult.  And she wanted to come! 
She knew what would do it. It always did! She lay over on her belly, and 
looked smiling over her shoulder. She knew how.   lovely she looked in the 
remnants of her sexy undies! 

'Oil my bottom, Jeremy. I love that. There...on the side table.'

Oddly, Jeremy did know about this. Although they usually used butter in his 
dorm! The oil was light, and scented, and he concentrated on her crack. Yes! 
And the lovely little rose hidden there. She shoved her bottom at him , sighing, 
as his finger worked over the puckered rose.

'I love that. More! Please, more!'

He allowed his finger to penetrate, and knew very well why her rounded 
bottom was lifting and falling as he masturbated.  His cock was so hard! He 
just had to! He knelt astride her and rubbed his knob into the oiled and opened 
anus.

'Yes! Right in!' She lifted herself and , kneeling, pulled her arsecheeks apart. 
With a long thrust he was in her and fucking. The orgasm a couple of minutes 
before had taken the edge off his urgency, and soon he was in a rhythm that 
matched hers. 

He noticed her reach under her belly, and grasp her cunt lips tight. And then 
her finger, varnished nail, rubbing her clit. She was making a funny noise now, 
a yelp each time he entered her, and a sobbing sigh each time he withdrew. 
Her finger was rubbing frantically now.

In the corridor, Anders heard a noise he knew. Knew well! It was Gemma. 
And it was the special sound of his wife with a cock up her arse! He paused at 
the door, and astounded saw it was indeed his wife, and up her bottom the 
slender figure of his son! His cock was hard again. despite his exertions with 
Alissandra. Was it Gemma....or was it the slender, white arse of the boy?

He watched while the boy came, seconds after his wife's noisy orgasm, and 
then crept silent and discrete away.

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Victoria hoped her brother would look in for a chat before going to bed. He 
usually did. And tonight she would show off her lovely new undies. White 
stockings and a special sort of suspender belt. As well as the usual belt ,it had 
a nylon crotch, like panties. She lay on the bed writing.

Jeremy nearly went on past. He'd had a demanding day, what with the new 
experiences! But he thought, just a minute or two. He pushed the door open 
and stood in the doorway. Neither of them were at all embarrassed by her 
naked bosom. He'd often seen her. She closed the book and smiled.

'I was writing my diary up.'

'You look stunning, Sis. What lovely panties.'

'Mail order! They are nice aren't they?' She sat up and then knelt on the bed, 
slender and very, very pretty. She lay down and slipped under the sheet. As she 
did so, he had a fleeting view of her crotch. The white nylon was nearly 
transparant and he could make out the pouting cunt lips, scarcely hidden by the 
lightest fluff. It may have been the lips, or perhaps it was the sexy undies, but 
as he shut the door and walked to the bed he could feel desire mounting in his 
cock.

Victoria could see this....a bulge in his pyjama bottoms. She wondered what it 
would feel like, and decided to find out!

'Come in here with me, and I'll tell you a secret.' She giggled.

Under the sheet, she pressed her body, naked breasts, against his naked chest. 
She could feel the cock now against her belly, through his pyjamas and her 
thin nylon belt. This was fun!

'Secret?' He slipped an arm over her shoulder and rested his palm against her 
bottom, half on her flesh and half on the thin nylon. Her legs squirmed against 
his.

'Alissandra was in my bed yesterday! She came up from the pool, undressed 
and slipped in with me.' She could feel her cunt getting hot, what with the lean 
body against her and her memory of her governess' ampler form.

'I say! What did you do?'

'It's a secret. Promise! ' He nodded. Aware his cock was really hard now, 
despite his exertions earlier. Obviously Vikki didn't mind....or she wouldn't be 
pressing so hard up against it! 'Well she kissed and nibbled my tits, and I did 
hers. She says that's the best way of making them grow nice! Would you like 
to kiss mine? I'd like that I think' She guided his face down with a gentle, soft 
palm.

His arm still round her, he rested his face on her bosom, and nibbled a breast. 
She sighed, and he felt the nipple stand firm in his mouth. Now more of the 
firm, round, adolescent breast in his mouth, sucking. Now the other one. His 
cock was rock-hard...almost ready to explode he thought, as he pressed his lips 
first on one firm, round, little-girl bosom and then on the other, back and forth, 
while his hand explored the shape of her bottom, pushing the thin nylon up 
into her bottom crack to discover the shape of her anus and cunt lips.

Vikki wriggled her slim body against his. 'That's lovely, Jez. You wouldn't 
believe what it's doing to me. I'm all squishy. And I can see what it's doing to 
you.' She laughed, delightedly, as moving her body away from him a moment, 
she slipped her hand down between them and grasped his prick through the 
pyjamas. It felt good. She wanted more! She slipped her hand into the open 
fly, and grasped it hard. It was so strange. Hot, soft, yet as hard as bone just 
under the surface.

'Careful, Sis. Or I'll come. And that would make a mess!'

'Is there a lot then. We,ve done it in biology, but I've never actually seen it.'

'Can be. That's ok. Just don't rub it. That's what makes it come. It's ok to 
hold it.'

'If you keep on like that, my nice new undies will get all spoilt. Just feel what 
you've done.' She took his hand and slipped it down the front of her suspender 
belt and into her crotch. His finger found her slit and clit immediately.

'I say! That's nice. His episode with his mother had shown him this surprising 
fact of the female body, so he was neither amazed nor put off by the moist, 
even liquid state of her cunt.

'I'm going to take them off. Before they're all wet!' She threw the coverlet off 
them, and unclipped the suspender belt at the back, and pulled the belt-panties 
and stockings down all together. She lay, nude, legs slightly open, and her 
brother admired the lovely tits, flat belly, log slim legs, and yes the plumping, 
pouting lips with their fine hair. 'And yours! Fairs fair!. She leapt on top of 
him and undid his pyjama cord, ignoring his laughing protests. Then off again, 
and pulled them down over his feet. Thrown on the floor, with hers. He lay, 
glorious, naked, with his jutting erection.

She cuddled up to him again, her hand on his erection, and his in her cunt, 
fingering and playing.

'Tell me what you and Alissandra did.'

'We kissed. And sucked each other's nipples a long time. And I can tell you I 
was getting everso hot. And so was she. And then she went down on me and 
kissed me here.' She held his hand, finger on her clit for a moment. I'd never 
even heard of that....but she says everybody does it. And I can believe it, 
because it's lovely. And after I'd come, I did her too. And she came.'

While she was speaking, she leaned over the boy and licked his belly, down, 
down, and to his cock. Then she kissed the helmet, and licked the knob. There 
was a tiny drop of white cum. 

She tasted it with her tongue. She liked it. Now the whole of her brother's 
knob in her mouth, while she allowed her hands to play over his belly and 
chest. He just lay back, luxuriating, and trying to control his mounting 
excitement.

His sister had never heard what you do to a cock, but instinctively knew how 
to suck, and move the shaft in and out between her lips. The boy's orgasm was 
mounting, as was her own excitement. One hand was now working away at her 
own pleasure, rubbing, nipping, tweaking at clit and cunt lips.

'God! I'm going to come! Take it out, Sis. I can't hold it.'

'No, I want it Jez.' Her hand and lips worked faster and faster, while her free 
hand worked on clit, and in and out of her cunt, too. She was coming. The first 
spurt of hot cum filled her mouth, and it was so exciting that she came too, 
panting and moaning, her cries stifled by the cock and spurts of come filling 
her mouth faster than she could swallow. Her orgasm lasted longer than the 
boy's, but eventually, they lay, her head rested on his belly, his cock licked 
clean of all traces of spunk.

Yours is lovely, too, Jez.'

'Let me suck you, Sis, like Alissandra did.'

'I'd like that!' She climbed on top of his and lowered her cunt towards his 
face. As his tongue reached for her hard little nub, she took his cock back in 
her mouth.

'Hey! You've got hard again, Jez!'

He spoke through the lips of her cunt, but she could hear him say. 'Not 
surprising with a lovely body like yours to play with.

Silently they kissed, sucked, fingered each other in a classic sixty nine. And , 
because she found the orgasm in her mouth so exciting, the two of them came 
again, simultaneous.

They lay a couple of moments. Then she lit a couple of cigarettes, and they 
smoked.

'I'm knackered,' he said. 'Better get back to bed.'

'Stay here. Sleep with me tonight.' She took the cigarette from his mouth, 
stubbed out both of them, and switched off the light. They lay in each others 
arms, but were both asleep in minutes.

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He dreamed Alissandra was fondling his cock, while nibbling and sucking at 
his balls. Then he woke up to find his dream was accurate, except that it was 
his sister doing the playing.

He let her continue, wide-awake now. 'I say, Sis. When Heather or Laura sleep 
over, do you do that,. I mean kiss each others' tits and clits.'

'No. We,ve never done that. But next time they stay over I'm going to! 
Heather's got lovely tits.'

'And Laura's not bad either. I say, could I join in?'

'I'll ask them for you. I'd like to see that! And when Simon sleeps over, do 
you?'

'Oh yes. Always!'

'What?'

'Well we wank, and sometimes suck each other off. At school everybody, 
nearly, does it. At least with their best-mates.'

'You're lucky with your shared studies. It gives you a better chance. At my 
school we're all in the same dorm, so you can't really have any fun. I expect 
that's why the nuns sort it like that.'

'Some of our masters do it, too. I don't mind. And sometimes the older boys 
want me. They don't want everyone.'

'That's because you're so handsome, Jez.' She giggled, and took his knob in 
her mouth.

'And Simon and I do it the other way, too. Promise. It's a secret! Well, we do 
each other in the bottom. Usually I do him first and then he does me. When he 
sleeps over, we always do it.'

'Doesn't it hurt. This great thing!' She switched on the light and held it.

'At first. But now I love it. I've got a real secret. You must really promise.'

'Cross my heart.' She laughed, and placed his hand on her 'heart'.

'Well. I had Mum in the bottom yesterday.'

'You're making that up!'

'No. True. I had her here.' He touched her cunt. 'Here.' He touched her mouth. 
'And here too.' He touched the ring of her anus. 'She asked me. I didn't ask 
her! And it was good.'

She felt her cunt becoming inflamed again, and rubbed at her clit. 'I wish you 
could have me in my cunt, Jez. I love to do it with my finger or a candle. And 
I'm sure it would be even better.

But not without a condom!'

He was lying beside her, with his legs over hers, now. 'Promise I'd pull out.'

'No. Not safe.' She kissed him, and they intertwined for minutes, while she 
wanked at her clit.

He started to play with her anus, using her cunt-juices to lubricate it as he 
moved his index finger gently in and out.

'Do you like that?'

'I love it. I'll put my tongue in too. Do you like it?'

'It's all right.'

'Well, how about my cock in there?'

'Try!' I'm so excited I'm nearly coming in any case.'

'Kneel down, then. It's easiest that way. God! You've got a lovely bottom.' He 
opened her cheeks and licked, tongued, feeling the anus relax under his 
caresses. Her fingers were working away at her cunt, inches from his face. He 
knelt behind her, and gently, so gently inserted the knob. Without stopping, he 
pushed home till his thighs rested on her bottom. She flinched but didn't 
protest, and was still masturbating happily. Now he was fucking her properly, 
and she was responding, moving her hips in rhythm. Her fingers flew, and she 
started making funny little noises. He was amused. They were exactly the 
same as her mother had made! 

'Faster! Please! Harder!'

'It was too much for him, and he came, whispering obscenities in her ear, 
grabbing a tit in each hand and squeezing. She came.

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Not surprisingly, the two children were last down to breakfast.

'I was just telling your father how well you were getting on with your Italian, 
dears. Say something to Alissandra to show him.'

'Good morning Alissandra. '

'Good morning Jeremy. Good morning Victoria. And did you take my advice?'
                               
'About my breasts. Yes. Jeremy sucked them. It was very exciting.'

'Did you tell her to ask me to kiss her nipples. Thanks, Alissandra. It was 
lovely to feel them firm up in my mouth.'

'And he didn't only do that. Can I tell her, Jeremy?'   He nodded.

'We sucked each other off, and I had a lovely load of....' she hesitated, not 
knowing the word,'of sort of milk. It was lovely.'

'The word is spunk, Victoria.'

'Thanks. A useful word. And he had me in my bottom, too!.'

'How delightful!'

'You see, how they're coming on, Anders?'

'Very satisfactory, my dear.'

'I'd love to suck your tits, Alissandra!'

'I bet you would!'

'Oh! And me too.'

'All right then. Come to my room. Give me ten minutes.'

'I glad you think they're making progress. They really are very enthusiastic. In 
fact I'm going to give them another lesson in a few minutes.'

The two children were quiet through the hurried breakfast, and Jeremy was 
surreptitiously peeping at his watch. The minutes crept by! And his cock was 
rampant at the thought of that much-desired, tanned, italian body just waiting 
for his kisses and caresses. And he still had the hots for his sister, despite his 
exertions and passion during the night.

Finally they made their excuses and left the table.

'Look how keen they are Anders. She must be a pretty good teacher!'

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 She was waiting for them sitting on her bed, her legs open, displaying the 
neatest little cunt imaginable. Her hair was trimmed short and away from the 
cunt-lips, allowing the clit to peep provocatively. Her white bikini mark 
merely accentuated the deep tan of her legs and belly, while she lightly rested 
her hand on her belly, fingers seeming to point directly at her cunt. She had 
lightly oiled her body, and on her tits it particular shone. She waited for them 
with a quizical smile.

'Well, Jeremy? Nice?'

'Lovely, Alissandra.'

'Well, get out of those shorts and show me how nice you think it is. And you, 
Victoria. I want to see you again!.'

He slipped his shorts down, and his sister admired again the magnificent, erect 
cock, waving in front of him. She slipped out of her bikini.'

'Very gallant, Jeremy. That's what a girl likes to see! Very flattering.' 'Lay 
down, Jeremy, and we'll play with it.' Alissandra pulled him down to the bed 
and rolled him to the middle of it. As he rolled over he felt her hand brush his 
bottom, and, yes, a finger touch his arsehole. Fleetingly.

And then he was in heaven with these two lovely girls, blonde and brunette , 
competing and co-operating in fellating him. First Vikki joined her governess 
in licking the erect, smooth shaft, amusing themselves by keeping their 
tongues perfectly parallel. But then she could resist that smooth, red, silky 
knob no longer and she pushed it between her pursed lips. Alissandra 
continued her slow licking of the lovely cock, while Vikki  applied the hardest 
suction she could to it. She could feel it twitching in her mouth as her brother 
groaned. He reached out and grasped a breast in each hand, his sisters firm 
teenage flesh, and Alissandra's fuller, rounder bosom.

'Me now!' Alissandra took his knob in her mouth and made shagging 
movements, swallowing the full length of his cock, slipping it out, and then in 
again. Vikki licked 
downwards, and tickled his balls with the tip of her tongue. She giggled as she 
saw the skin contract with the teasing.  She nipped a piece of his skin between 
her teeth and pulled at it. One hand on each of his thighs, she ran her palms up 
and down them, so lightly, feeling the fluff of his blonde hair against her soft, 
sensitive skin. Alissandra gobbled, making appreciative noises. She could taste 
traces of come now. She rested her face against his belly and allowed his cock 
just to rest in her mouth. It was still twitching with an electric life of its own. 
His hands left their breasts, and riffled through flowing blonde and brunette 
hair.

He groaned. 'Stop a minute. It's too good. I won't be able to hold myself.....'

Alissandra laughed, and Vikki released the fold of skin she'd been sucking. 
'That won't do. You have two girls who want this up them.' She flicked it 
with one hand, and it sprang back into place again.

Vikki giggled and in her turn pressed the cock back against his belly, and 
allowed it to spring up again like tensioned steel. 'Yes! I think this is going to 
be good this morning!'

'Me first! You had him all last night!' Alissandra knelt on the bed, her face 
buried in the feather pillows. Vikki clutched at the cock she was beginning to 
know quite well, and pulled her brother into a sitting position right behind his 
governess. He couldn't resist pressing his face between the cheeks of her oh-
so-lovely bottom and licking at her lips, his nose right up against her lovely 
anus. She wriggled her bottom against his smooth cheeks, but insisted. 
'Lovely! But I want that cock in me. In my cunt, Jeremy.'

'Yes! Come on Jez. Let me see you fuck her.'

Jez was in a kneeling position now, and as he leaned up against the welcoming 
arse, his cock just slipped in. Looser, he thought. Hotter. Wetter. And then it 
gripped him, relaxed and gripped again. He reached under her and grasped one 
breast in each hand. The nipples were hard. She pushed back against him, and 
her felt her back pressing into his chest. Motionless, he licked her shoulder and 
then mouthed her neck. 

'Fuck me!' 

He released her tits and withdrew his cock, before plunging it back in again. 
His thighs crashed against her beautiful bottom. She was moving as much as 
him now, and he could feel rather than see her busy fingers working at her clit 
as he fucked her. It was taking an effort of will to keep from coming, but he 
knew he must hold back his until she had at least started.

And now Vikki helped him by pressing her cheek against her governess' 
bottom, and licking the salty flesh. Her brother was working upwards from 
underneath now, and there was room for her to lick the puckered little 
arsehole, so exposed in this kneeling position. Her fingers on her clit, a cock 
reaming her cunt, a probing tongue around her arsehole, and now Vikki's hand 
reaching under and tweaking one nipple and then the other. 'Ooh! Oooooh! 
'Ooooooooh!' Relieved she was coming beneath him, Jeremy fucked even 
harder and faster, feeling his own orgasm mounting. His thighs crashed into 
her bottom as he came, pumping into her hot cunt. And again. Again. His last 
spurt coincided with her final spasm, and he collapsed onto her. Vikki had 
watched their faces while they came , and been fascinated by the 
transformation. A look of almost rage!

Thr trio were silent a few moments. Still in that warm, wet cunt, he could feel 
the occasional twitches as  the spasms died away. He was still hard!
Alissandra knew how lucky she was to have found a boy who was so 
excited...and so virile...that he stayed hard after such a draining orgasm. She 
collapsed the two of them sideways aand started moving her cunt by raising 
and wriggling her hips. Vikki laughed...not jealous. After all she had had him 
to herself all night. And watching these two fuck was very exciting. She 
picked up Alissandra's bra, discarded by the bed, and tried it over her tits. She 
was much smaller. She giggled, and draped it over Alissandra, to feel those 
rounded breasts beneath the silken cups.  The two were now fucking 
vigorously again. Vikki looked at the passion in her governess' eyes, and just 
had to kiss her pouting lips. She took her in her arms and kissed her. Fixed in 
this position, their tongues playing little games, she reached down and 
titillated the clit, exposed by Jez fucking from underneath. She could feel it 
hard under her fingers, and with the other hand started wanking herself. 

Jez was moaning, 'I'm coming. I'm coming.' Alissandra  kissed harder, her 
hips writhing, meeting the charge of the cock, and the helpful fingers. Vikki 
felt herself coming, and shouted her pleasure. Jeremy shot his spunk into 
Alissandra, who was coming too. Careless, Jeremy slipped out, and Vikki saw 
the spunk fly, and drop in pools on Alissandra's tit and belly. She reached 
down and spread it over one breast. Lovely! A round breast, and her brother's 
slippery cum! She wiped it up with the blue silk bra. 

Jeremy slipped out of Alissandra's cunt. He was still hard!
                  
'My turn now!' And who could have resisted Vikki as she, smiling, knelt, legs 
slightly open to show her almost hairless cunt. Lovely nascent tits. 'But only in 
my bottom....'

'Poor Vikki. I wish I had something for you. It's so much nicer....I'll get you 
some condoms...but you really ought to go on the pill.'

'Thankyou, Alissandra. I'd like some condoms ...they don't have them in the 
village. But I like it the other way.We had a lot of fun last night. And it made 
me cum, too.'

'Like this then I'll kneel down, and you suck me from behind. And you, 
Jeremy, in that little bottom-hole you've had so much apparantly.'

She knelt down, and her cunt lips pouted, reacting still from the rousing 
sessions she'd just enjoyed. Her breasts hardly changed shape despite the fact 
she was kneeling. The blonde girl
knelt behind her and glued her lips to those other , exciting lips. She could 
taste her brother's cum as well as the salty taste of the woman's juices. 

Jeremy parted his sister's bottom cheeks. His cock was still wet from fucking 
Alissandra, but as he knelt behind her he dribbled saliva onto his fingers, and 
gently inserted an index finger into that sweet little hole. She wriggled her 
bottom. Her tongue was working hard on that desirable cunt, but she muttered 
, through the cunt-lips,' Not that. Your cock. I want it now.'

He presented his knob to her arsehole, a drop more spit, a long push, and he 
was in. Another push and his pubic hair rested right up against her smooth, 
hard buttocks.  'Yes! Now! More!'
He fucked. Having come twice already, he had to shag very hard indeed, and 
for a long time. Alissandra came, and broke away from Vikki's embrace, first 
laying, exhausted, watching the youngsters fuck. Vikki was clearly about to 
come. She went behind the kneeling boy and, her arms round him, tweaked his 
nipples, as she pressed her breasts into his back. He needed this added 
stimulus, and as his sister was making those funny mewing, moaning panting 
noises, he felt his own orgasm build. His sister it was who screamed her 
pleasure first, but he was only seconds behind.

Vikki fell over sideways, and his cock was expelled by the muscular anus. 
They lay there, quite literally shagged out.

Alissandra recovered first, and persuaded Vikki to kneel down again. The 
girl's  anus was still wide open from the bum-fuck her brother had given her. 
Jeremy woke up and knelt beside his sister. His cock was at least half-hard. 
Alissandra was kissing Vikki's breasts and licking the salty sweat from her 
body.  Jeremy noticed the discarded blue silk bra on the pillow. It had damp 
patches, that he realised would be his cum. He picked the bra up and held it to 
his cheek, feeling the slippery, silky satin. It was very sexy! On impulse, he 
held it down to his balls. Alissandra was sucking his cock, which had gone 
hard the moment he felt the satin against his cheek. He felt his balls through 
the silk as she sucked at his knob.

He was fully erect again!

'It looks as if your brother likes sexy underwear. Look what my bra has done 
to his cock. Try these.' She reached for her black panties, lying by the bed, and 
cradled his balls in them.

'That feels nice...'

'Put them on!'

'I couldn't!'

'You know you want to. Put them on!.' She slipped them over his ankles as he 
knelt, and pulled them up as far as his knees. 'Pull them up...I want to see you 
in them. I want to see your cock through them.'

Vikki giggled. But watched as he indeed pulled the  nylon panties up over his 
balls and straining cock. He passed his hands over his hips, and then round and 
over his arsecheeks. Now down over the shape of his cock, visible through the 
thin cloth. Yes! This was very sexy!

He stood up, and the nearly transparant black nylon, with its pretty little roses, 
looked completely right to him as he admired himself in the mirror.

And that was really the end of the morning session. The girls did suck him a 
bit, amused by his panties, but despite the stimulus of the pretty nylon, his 
erection could not be transformed into yet another orgasm.  And he pleaded to 
be let off.

Alissandra  told him that not many men...and she'd had a few...could fuck as 
well, as long, as often as him, and told Vikki she was lucky to have such a 
handsome and virile brother. 'And, because you like them, here's some undies 
for you to play with. Take them to your room, and then we'll all have a swim. 
Pool or beach?'

The world was treating Anders well. He thought back to the evening before. It 
had been a bit of luck he'd decided to take a stroll down to the beach before 
joining Gemma in bed. He'd been right about Alessandra when he'd first seen 
her at her interview. Yes. She really was a goer. And those tits! The memory 
of her tits as she floated on her back, shining in the moonlight, tip-pointing 
from the mill-pond sea, made his cock stand again. No time for anything, if he 
wasn't to be late either for his meeting with his publisher...or the infinitely 
more interesting rendezvous with the beautiful Dino!

Yes, and he'd got to get some condoms for Alessandra. Correction. He'd got 
to get some condoms for Alessandra to give to Victoria. Now what would his 
teenage daughter want with condoms? The pool boy presumably! Well, he'd 
buy them in town...but give them to Vikki himself. He knew what he'd buy 
Gemma, and Alissandra....but Jez. What might he want as a little present. He 
was passing Jez's door, which was a bit ajar. He could hear Jez walking about 
inside. Yes, he'd ask him . He pushed the door with his feet.

'Good lord!.'

'Sorry, Dad, I should have locked the door.'

'Never mind, Jez. I don't mind. I'm more broad-minded than you'd guess!.' 
Because Jez was dressed head-to-toe in lovely feminine lingerie. 'Where did 
you get them?'

'I promised not to say!'

'Oh, come on! I don't mind. And I wouldn't tell anyone.'

'Well the panties and stockings and basque, and a few other things come from 
Alissandra, and Vikki lent me her dance shoes.'

'So they know you like this?'

'Oh yes....and they like me like this too. '

Anders had a sudden thought. He'd seen his son having at his wife's 
bottom....so he was certainly sexually active. And Vikki wanted condoms. It 
wasn't the pool boy....it was her brother. And if her brother, why not her 
father. God...she'd be a lovely little fuck. He thought about her nubile breasts, 
and her slim, girlish hips, and her long, slim legs, and her lovely blonde hair. 
And, yes, surely she must have blonde pubic hair. Pouting little lips, with the 
lightest covering of blonde fuzz. He just had to have her.

'And so do I . I think you look real appetising. No wonder they like you.' He 
put his arm round the boy's shoulder. His own cock was as hard as the boy's! 
What have you been doing.Dressing up and playing with yourself?'

'I've got a lot of games. First I pretended I was an aristocrat, The Lady Cecilia 
Hungerford-Smythe. Laying on the bed, on my belly, in my undies, waiting for 
the footman to come in, leap on top of me, and rape me. And then I walked 
round the room on my high heels, watching myself in the mirror, and 
pretending I was a high-class tart in a London brothel, waiting for one of the 
men looking at me through peep-holes, to choose me, come in, and suck me 
and fuck me. There!'

It was almost as if he was challenging his father to disapprove.  But it was far 
from having that effect. The arm was now round the boy's waist, and the hand 
caressing his bottom. He was about to take the great step of feeling for that oh-
so-erect cock. 'Do you have Alissandra and Vikki then?'

'Promise you won't tell? I've only had Alissandra once so far...but Vikki a few 
times.'

'Aren't you afraid she'd get pregnant. I wouldn't like that.'

'Yes, that's why we don't do it properly. You know. Only like boys do it.'

'Hard luck. But how do boys do it?'

'Oh. You know. In the bottom.'

'Do you do it in the bottom?'

'With Vikki. I told you.'

'I mean take it in the bottom.'

'Oh that!' It seemed such a minor thing to him. 'Yes. With Simon sometimes.'

Anders now was grasping the cock hard. 'Do me in the bottom, Jez. I'd love 
that.' 

'Are you sure, Dad?' But Anders was already kneeling down, his trousers 
lowered, baring his bottom. Jeremy knelt behind him, and penetrated. Anders, 
his face buried in the pillows...he was kneeling beside the bed....made a 
muffled groan as the cock slipped further and further in. His arse pushed back 
to meet the initial thrust.

Jeremy was quite experienced now, what with Simon, and his sister's cute 
little bum, not to mention his mother and governess, so he was calmly fucking, 
making sure the conclusion didn't come too quickly. They neither of them 
noticed the door open behind them, and then shut almost at once.

'In front of the mirror, son. I want to be able to see you.'

Anders crawled on all fours to the mirror, and Jeremy crawled behind him, 
never once allowing his cock to slip out of that tight hole. Anders could now 
see the white flesh of his bugger, in startling contrast with his black, sheer 
underwear. The tempo of the fucking increased now, as both became more and 
more excited. Anders was wanking himself as he was fucked.

He watched the boy, and then was appalled to see the door open behind them.

Gemma!

'Shit!'

'What's the matter, Dad? Did I hurt you?'

'He loves it. But you can pull that thing out right now. It's wasted on him. I've 
got what he needs to finish him off. And don't move, you.' She was 
splendid...strong thighs and lovely tits, and the whole set-off by the leather 
harness which supported a great plastic dildo.

Jeremy retreated to the bed, and sat perched on the edge, really very pretty in 
his black suspender belt, and sexy with his hard cock waving in front of him. 
Gemma advanced on her kneeling husband. She had a whip in her hand. 'shags 
his son, does he?' She lashed his naked arse. 'Dresses his son in lingerie, and 
has him fuck him, does he?' Another lash across the arse.

'Mum!' He was about to say that, after all , she had fucked him too....but saw 
the whip and thought better of it. She was whipping him hard now, across the 
back and on his white buttocks, which were taking on a pink colour. 'Mum! 
You're hurting him!'

'He loves it! Stupid boy! He loves to be whipped and abused. Just look at that 
prick ' She crossed to the bed, seized the cowering lad, hauled him to the 
mirror, threw him down beside Andres. 'Feel that cock...and see whether he 
likes it.' She lashed him again and again, while Jeremy groped at his hard 
prick, masturbating him. He was hard , too, and strangely got even harder 
when sometimes his mother treated his arse to stimulation for a change.

Jeremy looked on appalled but fascinated as his mother placed her high, 
stiletto heel in his father's back and forced him to the floor, on his belly. Then, 
incredibly, placed her weight on his scrotum and balls. He screamed....but was 
still hard.

'And now, I'll fuck him! But a bigger dildo, I think. The Plastic dildo seemed 
to slot in place, and was easily removed and replaced by a much harder, longer 
, broader pink version. She tipped him on his back, again with her high heels, 
and shoved it up into him. He was begging her not to spare him, to shag him 
hard, to give it to him. Her tits stood hard and swollen, as her strong thighs 
crashed into his arse. And then he came....great spurts of white cum. Jeremy 
had never seen as much in his life. He watched, eager, fascinated. How he 
would have liked that spurting into him, he thought.

Gemma laughed. 'That's you seen to! And now for this pretty little boy. Come 
along with me, and we'll continue your eduction. In my room. If not actually 
in my bed this time.'

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Anders had had to hurry his shopping , after the unexpected interlude just as he 
was leaving. He didn't want to be late for his date with Dino.

The pretty middle-aged lady in the store who wrapped his presents for him was 
quietly amused. The purple satin basque and panties for Jeremy  were 'a-cup', 
the more innocent lingerie for Vikki was 'a-cup' as well, but a much smaller 
size, the black bra and panties for Alissandra were 'c-cup'. and the lovely silk-
chiffon robe for Gemma was size 14 'b-cup'. 'What a lot of friends sir must 
have', she commented. 'And these are for sir?' She was wrapping two  satin 
thongs, posing pouches for Dino.

'No. Another friend!' So there, you nosy bitch, he thought. Work that one out!
Dino was laying on his bed when Anders walked in. The door had, as usual 
been on the latch, and Anders was quiet. Dino loved to be surprised.

The contrast between his tanned, smooth skin and the gleaming white of his 
pants was startling. And Anders could see the outline of his wonderful cock 
through the thin cotton. He was lying there pretending to have dozed off. His 
hand held his cock lightly as if he had been wanking. Anders guessed he was 
not asleep at all, but knew what he wanted. He went quietly over to him, and 
pressed his cheek to the erect prick, before taking the cotton, and the shaft of 
his cock in his mouth. Dino pretended to wake up. 'That's lovely! Hello, 
Anders, my swedish god.'

'And how's my italian pagan today?' By way of answer, Dino pulled him 
down on top, and kissed his lips, cock pressed into Anders' jeans.

'Have you got a little present for me?'

Anders got up from the bed, and took a small wad of notes from his back 
pocket. He counted out a dozen or so, and lifted the ornate brass candlestick on 
the mantle, to put them under it. 'And some pretty things for you too.'

'You're so generous Anders. I think I'm in love with you.'

Anders was too long in the tooth to think a whore could fall in love with a 
punter, but Dino was a pleasant lad, and only to a degree venial. He had to live 
after all. And he was very lovely. Anders eyes went hard and focussed as he 
watched the boy lift his arse to slip his pants down, and slip off his silk drill 
shirt. He was soon stripped himself, and lay alongside Dino....half erect. They 
cuddled, carressed, muttering endearments. There was never any hurry with 
this boy...it was almost the real thing.

Anders cock was hardening, despite the buggering and the huge emission of a 
couple of hours before, and the two of them were making fucking movements 
against each other as they kissed. Anders loved the feel of the boy's smooth, 
olive-hued flesh. He knew he'd keep coming back for more of this.

'Suck me!' Dino implored, and reversed his position so he was sucking 
Anders' cock, while his own cock was pressed against the blonde's face. 
Anders kissed the knob,licked it, licked the shaft, and with a sudden gesture 
took as much in his mouth as he could without gagging. His own cock was 
being given the treatment. 'A real professional', Anders thought, and smiled 
inwardly at the aptness of the phrase. He'd have to teach Jeremy to do it like 
this...just the right pressure as it slipped between his lips, and the right suction 
in his cheeks, and the fingers tickling the shaft and his tight balls! Worth the 
liras!

And that lovely, cut cock in his mouth. So smooth, and firm. And so 
controlled. He knew Dino wouldn't come till his partner wanted him to. That 
was the sort of expertise it was worth buying, Anders thought. That and this 
lovely, masculine, yet smooth body. Dino was stroking the flesh of his thighs 
as he sucked.

'I want to come in your mouth, Anders. And then, would you fuck me....real 
hard?'

'Cock out of his mouth a moment...'Come! I want to have your cum!' Cock 
back in his mouth he gobbled it in and out, the whore's hips almost shagging 
his mouth as if it were a cunt or arse. He sucked, licked the shaft round as it 
was in his mouth, even nibbled slightly with his teeth. His own cock, 
abandoned for the moment, twitched un-touched and un-sucked, but very hard 
in anticipation of having this smooth young arse again. 'Now! Now! Now!' 
Dino panted, and there was that sudden rush of hot, salty cum. Anders 
swallowed, sucked, gobbled, not to lose a drop. And still it came. But 
gradually the thrusts slowed until they ceased.

'Fuck me now.' Dino reached to the sidetable and took a packet of rubbers. 
'Sod!' He spilled them on the floor in his haste. But he recovered one, and 
rolled it down the eager cock.

'I'm greased up ready. I knew what you'd want, you randy boy! '

'How good it must have been when we didn't need rubbers for fucking. I've 
found a boy who's nearly virgin...and I love it with him with no rubber.'

'Stop yammering, and stick it in. Yes. That's it. Now fuck me hard. Don't 
make it last. Just do me hot and strong.'

Anders gripped the lad by his hips and did just that. He couldn't resist slapping 
those bottom cheeks, so much whiter than his own thighs, tanned by the beach 
and sun. Despite the rubber, he could feel Dino's accomplished anus gripping 
and relaxing to maximise the pleasure. Again his mind wandered off...no 
doubt an accomplished whore could give more actual physical pleasure than 
even the most beautiful innocent lad. Though there was a special delight in 
knowing one had successfully seduced! With this thought he came, deep 
within Dino's arse. Dino grunted, and his anus expelled the cock. Looking 
down, Anders could see his spunk filled condom as his cock wilted. A moment 
of tristesse.

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It was Alessandra's morning off...and she had profitted by staying late in bed, 
even though that meant missing breakfast, her favourite meal. As she lay there 
on her sheets, her mind went back to the night before. It had been a lucky idea 
to walk down to the beach before going to bed.

He looked very handsome in the moonlight. The evening was warm, and he 
was shirtless and barefooted. His faded blue-denim shorts were torn round the 
bottom, and at the crotch there was just a suspicion of naked flesh beneath the 
threadbare cloth. The fine blonde fuzz on his  calfs and thighs almost glowed 
in the moonlight. She saw him ahead of her and suddenly 
shivered. She knew she wanted him...even without the urging of her cunt, her 
breath was short and there was almost a pain in her chest.

A sudden thought. 'I hope he's had the operation....he seemed to have a lot of 
spunk in him.'
The sun was streaming in the windows, shining on her belly, and making her 
thighs feel warm. And her cunt. Her fingers slid down over her belly, into her 
slit, and onto the nub of her clitoris. Her index finger rested there, and she 
pushed hard at the pearl.She stretched and yawned.He'd been good. Virile! 
She rubbed at her clit, feeling desire rising. Yes. She could manage him again , 
just now.

As her finger slid in and out of her vagina, touching her clit with each stroke, 
she used her memory of the night before to enhance her pleasure. She had 
teased him as they walked side by side down the narrow cliff path. She'd put 
her arm round his naked shoulders, and deliberately brushed her bikini top 
against his chest. He'd grabbed her tight and kissed her, there at the top of the 
beach. Then she'd laughed, and told him she was going for a dip. She stripped 
her shorts off...and because it would have been silly to cover her tits while her 
cunt was bare, stripped off the tied bikini top. She knew her arse and tits 
would look magnificent in the moonlight. Anders....she stopped a moment, 
and reached for her pink vibrator. 

Ye. That was more like it. The vibration inside her and fingers stretching her 
cunt lips, playing over them and her cunt. Yes. He'd pulled his shorts down to 
reveal hard, tiny buttocks...but more to the point, a lovely, hard, straight, huge-
knobbed cock!

She'd run down to the water's edged, and screaming at the shock, into the 
water. Anders was just behind her, and , laughing and shouting, they splashed 
as they swam. He was a strong swimmer...she was more graceful. He struck 
off about a length, and then dived out of sight. She was floating on her back 
when he came up underneath her, grasping her hips, and , yes, gently biting her 
bottom. She remembered squealing, turning over on her belly, and swimming 
away. He was laughing and treading water.

Suddenly he dived again. This time she lay floating on her back with arms and 
legs wide open, like a star fish. Again he came up underneath her, but this time 
between her legs, and she felt him gently nibble...no, she thought...more of a 
lick and a mouth, right where she wanted him. Yes. Exactly where her fingers 
were playing now.

She pushed the dildo right up into herself, and groaned as she felt her orgasm 
coming. All she needed now was to twist and rotate it. Yes! Just like that. And 
her free hand to her breast, up under the white silk blouse she had worn as her 
only sleeping wear. Her nipple squeezed between finger and tumb, the vibrator 
rasping her sensitive cunt, and yes! She was coming.

She lay quiet for a few moments, but her mind was still turning over the 
evening before. She had felt his hard cock, hard despite the chill of the deeper 
water. She had whispered. 'Let's. Oh! Let's, Anders.' And they had half 
swum, half walked to the shallows. She lay down where the tiny mediterranean 
wavelets rippled on the white sand. The water was still warm here from the 
afternoon's sun. She lay with her legs open, in just those few inches. And he 
on top, kissing her breasts and muttering endearments. 

She reached for her larger dildo. This did not vibrate, but it stretched and 
scoured, and with her fingers on her clit gave her glorious orgasms. She 
blessed the girlfriend who had given it to her. It was wonderfully tight. She 
had to stretch one leg in the air to get it through the lips. Ah. Yes! Now it was 
in.

She had raised him, till his cock was in position against her cunt. 'Now! 
Anders! Now!'

His hands still grasping her tits, and his mouth pressed to hers, he penetrated 
her, and his strokes were long and slow, like the waves that lapped around 
them. She closed her eyes, and raised her hips to meet his downthrusts. They 
rolled over in the water, and she was on top of him. She fucked him, her fists 
beating on his chest.

'I've got to come. I can't hold it.'

'Come. Anders. Do it.'She felt his spunk well up inside her, and at that 
moment she came as well. Her spasms outlasted his, and finally they lay, side-
by-side, on their backs in the water. 

She remembered how his cock now flopped about with the wavelets, and the 
look of peace on his face in the moonlight. She turned over on her belly, and 
dildo-fucked herself till she was satisfied.
                                           ..........................................

Anders knocked on his daughter's bedroom door. 'Are you decent, Vikki?'

'Nearly! OK.'

She was laying on top of her sheets, in her pyjamas. She looked very pretty. 'I 
got you some presents yesterday.'

'Oh! Goody. I love presents!'

They had been wrapped in black tissue paper with a scarlet ribbon. She tore 
the wrappings off. 'Oh! Daddy! They're beautiful!'

'Are you going to try them on?'

'All right! But no peeking mind you!'

He did close his eyes while she undressed and put his pretties on. But he 
couldn't resist just a peek as she slipped her pyjamas over her head to reveal to 
him perfect little breasts, a lovely hard butt, and the most sweet blonde fuzz of 
cunt hair over pink lips. He squeezed his eyes shut again.

'Ta Ra!' He opened his eyes. She was standing there hands on hips, a vision!

'No panties!'

'There weren't any. I thought you'd done that on purpose. Naughty Daddy!' 
She giggled.

'Oh! They're here!' He threw the second black parcel over, and she tore it 
open. 

'Oh, Daddy! They're lovely. She chose the white satin and lace bikini, and 
slipped them on up over her sleek, stockinged legs, returning to her pose in 
front of the drawn french window curtain. 'There!' She pirouetted. 'Oh, 
Daddy! They're fabulous. 

He was sitting on the edge of her bed, and she ran over. He opened his arms, 
and she clasped him, kissing him. 'Daddy. Thankyou. Lovely.' He opened his 
legs, and she slipped in between them. He was pulling her towards him, and 
their kiss was no longer chaste....no, not at all. And on neither side. He felt her 
tongue slip into his mouth, and feel inside it. She felt his legs close, gripping 
her thighs, and his hands on her bottom, pulling her to him, fondling her butt 
through the white nylon. As she was pressed against him she felt his cock 
rising, and from her fun with her brother knew exactly what that meant.

Anders was somewhat shocked when her felt her small hand feel between 
them, down to his cock, and grip it , albeit through his trousers.  She had 
moved back from him to feel it, and he moved a hand from her bottom to place 
it on her breast. It was firm under the silken brassiere. He felt the shape. 'Fit's 
perfectly! Lovely!'

'Don't stop, Daddy! I love that.'  He slipped a finger inside the cup and felt for 
her nipple. It was standing, and he pressed it in like a bell push. She sighed, 
sitting almost alongside him now. He removed his other hand from under her, 
and slipped it down the inside of her new knickers, finding the hair on her 
mound. He tweaked a pinch of hair, muurmering , 'Love hair. Pretty love hair. 
Blonde love hair!'

Vikki was rubbing his cock, through his trousers, and feeling the shape of it. 
Bigger than Jez!. 'Jez wants me to shave it off...or at least most of it, like 
Alessan....' She stopped, realising that she was giving the game away.

Anders pretended not to notice, still murmuring his endearments. His finger 
inside her panties, actually in her slit now, told him she was as hot as him. As 
if her standing nipples, clear through the flimsy bra, and her flushed 
complexion were not enough to prove this. 'Let's undress. I want to see you 
properly.'

'But these are so nice. These.' She stroked the silk stockings with one hand 
and her bra with the other.

'Not as nice as what's under. And I want to feel you against me. ' He was 
undressing. She stood up, and by the bed undid all the work of suspender belt, 
stockings, etc, till she stood there in front of him naked.

He could see light through her legs just below her cunt. Her plump mound had 
the lightest covering of 'love hair' and her cuntlips very little at all. His cock 
was like a steel bar! 

He got up and went over to embrace her, but with a giggle she eluded him, 
threw herself down onto the bed he had just left, and lay there, artfully 
spreading her plump, and so desirable cuntlips.

He stood there looking at her. The die was cast! There was no way he could 
have resisted the urgent demand of his rampant cock, even if he had wanted to!

She was laying there, completely naked, her right hand spreading her nearly 
hairless lips, while her left rested on her bosom, without hiding her tits. She 
had closed her eyes, and was clearly expecting him to have her. He walked 
over to the bed, and stood over her, memorising every part of this so-lovely 
teenage body. He stroked her belly, and then up to her tits. She moved her arm 
so her could take a breast in each hand, squeezing gently and caressing.He 
knelt in front of her and kissed her cuntlips so-generously opened for him. She 
moaned, her eyes still shut, and her fingers worked at her clitoris while he 
licked her lips and penetrated her with his tongue.

He stood again in front of her. He would enjoy sucking her, but just now he 
was desperate to fuck!

He lay on top of her in classic missionary style, taking his weight on his 
elbows to protect her tits. His cock found the slit he had been lubricating, 
creating and spreading her moistness with his tongue, and he forced his knob 
into her. God! Was she tight!

She suddenly flinched, and protested. 'No! Not that way, Daddy. In my 
bottom! It's safer!'

'You're safe with me, Vikki. I only shoot blanks now...I've been fixed...you 
know, cut.'

He had forced in further now, and as she spoke, managed to get up her to his 
full depth. 'Be gentle, Daddy. I've never...oh!...I've never....oooh!'

Was it pain or pleasure? He worked in and out gently, and within minutes it 
quite clearly was pleasure. He rode up on her so her clit got maximum 
stimulation as they fucked, and was leaning down and fondling both tits at the 
same time. He managed to make her come, while controlling his own ecstacy.

He didn't stop after her orgasm, but worked slower, longer strokes. 'Try it on 
top of me, Vikki. Then you can chose your own pace.

He noticed to his relief there was no blood as he pulled out and she clambered 
on top of him. He held her lips open, and she lowered herself onto him 
carefully, sinking down the full length of his cock, until her thighs rested 
across his. 

He looked up at her, a vision of loveliness. Firm. Rounded. Lovely pert tits. 
Flowing blonde hair. And a look of happy rapture on her face. That was the 
last thing she did gently, as she shagged him with all the athleticism of youth. 
He raised his hips to meet hers with each powerful thrust of her body , and 
half-supported her weight by resting his palms on her tits. He was having great 
difficulty holding on now, and it was almost a relief when her panting and the 
added rolling of her hips over him told him she was coming. He allowed 
himself to come in time with her. As he pumped into her he wondered if she 
knew how lucky she was to achieve mutual orgasms at the same time. At all 
events, she seemed happy as she collapsed onto him.

He stayed up in her while they rested. Her tits were having that effect on him. 
Normally he would go limp now....but he was still excited.   

Vikki whispered. 'Daddy! You're still hard! That was lovely. Now do me in 
my bottom.' She leapt off, and was suddenly kneeling and spreading her arse 
for him.

Ah! The delight of a hairless cunt and arse, he thought as he licked up from 
cunt to anus.

'Are you sure, Vikki? It might hurt.'

She wriggled her arse, his tongue entering her. 'I love it, Daddy. And it never 
did hurt me yet!'

'Good lord, he thought, kids nowadays! He moistened his cock, placed it and 
entered her so-willing body from this other entrance. Must have her mouth 
another time, he thought, as he shagged her. He was amazed at her ability to 
take his cock this way. He'd known many women....luckily not Gemma...for 
whom he'd been too much in the anus. He was slapping her cheeks now in 
rhythm with their fucking, and he could hear her moans of pleasure, part 
muffled by the pillow she had buried her face in.

He could feel his orgasm rising. with one hand he reached under her and 
grabbed the front of her cunt, mound, lips and clit. The other he cupped round 
her breast  and used both hands to pull her onto him, deeper, as he thrust 
towards his own pleasure. And again, his finger now titillating her clit, he was 
rewarded by feeling and hearing her coming a vital second before his own, 
completely wasting, orgasm.

They lay smoking. 'You've done that before, Vikki ?'

'In the bottom, yes.'

'With Jez?'

'How did you guess?' He laughed. She hadn't noticed she'd virtually told him. 
'But only that way. We never had any condoms....'

'I meant to tell you...I got you some. Alessandra told me you needed them. 
Though not who with. I thought it must be the poolboy.'

'Daddy! I love You! ' She hugged him again. 'Him! He's handsome but 
stupid. A real Mummy's boy. No , only Jez. But I want to have Simon when he 
comes again.

'Oh yes. And one of these!'

'Oh, Daddy. Just like Alessandra's. ' She tore the plastic, and slipped the 
batteries in. She buzzed it over her cunt. 'I couldn't do it any more, now. But I 
will!' She kissed him again.

Alessandra too, he thought to himself.

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Gemma was wearing the new silk gown Anders had bought her in the city. She 
knew she looked a million dollars, if a bit naughty. No undies...and although 
her colouring meant there would be no tell-tale dark triangle, she knew her 
nipples were clear. Still it was hot....and the silk was so thin and clinging that 
any panties at all would show a line. Priests were men of the world nowadays.

She wondered if this was just the inevitable social call, or whether there was 
something. Well, she'd soon know...there he was. Father Muselli, walking up 
the steps. She went to the open doors to greet him.

'Father. How good of you to visit us. I know your work in the village keeps 
you so busy.'

'The pleasure is mine, dear lady.'





'Come in out of this sun. In the courtyard it is cooler by the fountain. May I get 
you a drink?'

'Thankyou, dear lady. A cold beer, perhaps, or a cold wine.'

He opened the bubbly wine with consumate skill, and they sat side-by-side in a 
swinging seat by the fountain..

'This is a delicate matter, signora.'

'Delicate?'

'I fear so. You have a poolboy, or gardener, called Pietro.'

'Yes.' God, he was sexy, this priest. Just the sort of young, latin body she 
loved. As he spoke she found herself mentally undressing him. He would be 
muscled. Hard-bodied and hard, she thought.

'The boy Pietro came to confession Saturday. After confessing his own silly 
little sins, he launched into a rigamarole. Probably I'd best tell you in his own 
words. Remember, I'm a Priest, and nothing shocks me.

She was silent.

'He told me he was watching from the bushes while you ate en famille last 
Saturday. He is in love with your Victoria, and was watching even on his day 
off. He told me that he saw the most unusual scenes. He claimed to have 
watched your husband have sex with your daughter, and you with your son. 
And all the while, your Governess, the beautiful Alessandra whom I've known 
since we were children at school together, your Governess was walking round 
whipping you all!'

She was still silent. But he could see her nipples standing even harder through 
the thin silk.
'I explained to the idiot boy that he was to confess his own sins, and not to 
presume to identify wrongdoing in others, especially his betters. I told him he 
knew little of the world, and that it was touching to find a familly with this 
degree of closeness. I told him that it was, above all, uncharitable to have left 
Alessandra with no partner, when he could have offered his services to her 
instead of committing the sin of Onan in his miserable bushes. In short                            
I told him he was a meddling fool.'

'You are very understanding, Father.' She could see she had not been wrong 
about the Priest's sexual potential. That was a hard-on making a tent under his 
black robe!

'I consider it best he should not work here for a time, and will send you my 
boy, Guido. He has been well trained by Maria, my housekeeper, and has no 
silly, puritanical, even, dare I say it, protestant ideas. You would find him an 
attractive and compliant, even skillfull paricipant at your family parties.'

'You are too generous, Father. But what of the wretched Pietro.'

He will come into my service for a few months. Maria and I will refine his 
education in sensual matters. And she will teach him respect and obedience. 
She has a way with the whip. As indeed, if I may be so bold, dear lady, as 
indeed my own shoulders and back sometimes bear witness. What a delightful 
wine.'

'Ah! so your lovely Maria...I have remarked her in the village....shares my 
taste for the whip...and you submit yourself to her pleasure, as does Anders to 
mine. I do hope you find the pleasure in it that he does?'

'I assure you I do, dear lady...........and indeed, I would.....'

'Father, it occurs to me you and your housekeeper might like to come to dinner 
on Saturday....and of course assist at our romps. Now , let us retire to my room 
where we can discuss these matters at length, and with discretion. You will 
find certain equipment there that will interest and stimulate you.'

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