MAKING CHRISTMAS MAGIC 2
(mf, m+f, MMF, wife swap, voy, oral, 1st, incest, hetro)

by Art Martin

Joy! Joy! Joy! Popping cousin Beth's cherry on Christmas Eve. Joy! Joy! Joy!...

Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted 2006 with all rights expressly reserved by its author unless explicitly granted.

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I knew that my parents were swingers long before I ever heard of or understood the term.� I knew that from the Christmas Eve when I saw Mommy being plugged by Uncle Ned out by the Christmas tree while Dad had his head buried between Aunt Sally's legs in the bedroom.

I got busted.� Well, that's not exactly true. Uncle Ned saw one us, either me, my brother Teddy or my cousin Tim looking in on them.� He was never sure who it was.� I skedaddled back to bed and pretended to be asleep when the grown ups came looking in on us trying to figure out which of us saw that which we weren't supposed to see.� Dad, always pragmatic and not one to worry too much about little things said, "Well, don't worry about. If any of them ask, just say you were making Christmas magic for Santa."

The other big thing I remember about that Christmas was the Lionel train set Santa left for Teddy and me.� Tim got one too.

At that time, I was in first grade and all of six years old.� One thing I was sure of, all that wrestling without clothes that Dad did with Mom and/or Aunt Sally (whenever she was around), had to be a good thing.� After all, I had seen first hand the great results that had sprung forth from just such activities.� I do believe that that was the first cause and effect relationship that I figured out on my own.� Of course, just like the junk science that is foisted upon the unwitting populace every day from the self‑serving politicos and their willing handmaidens in the liberal press, I got it wrong.� But hell, I was only six.

It wasn't that Mom and Dad deliberately made a spectacle of themselves.� They were reasonably circumspect.� It was just that I saw things that perhaps I shouldn't have seen.

We were living in a sprawling stucco house that was situated in the middle of a large orange grove, some miles outside of Orlando.� That was before Mickey Mouse and company moved into the neighborhood and changed everything.� My grandfather (Mom's dad) had bought the place during the depression, and after he and Grandma were killed, my mom inherited the orange grove and house.� It was a really nice house too, with a large swimming pool and a large carriage house out in the back.� Because it was so private, the windows were more or less uncovered so that Mom could see outside.

The carriage house was special, that's where my dad setup the electric train.� He liked it as much as Teddy and I did.� He built a table and set the train up on that.� Then he taught Teddy and me how to build scale‑model houses and various buildings, make little trees, and anything else required making it really special.

Over the next few years, the table grew from a modest flat surface with a simple Figure 8 track into an expansive L shaped table with mountains and tunnels and bridges spanning the canyons and gullies.� There was an elaborate system of electrically activated track switches leading off to various routes through the little world that Dad (with Teddy and my help) had created.� Powered by four separate transformers (the biggest Lionel made), each of us could run a separate train all at the same time, with the object being not to have a head‑on collision.� That, I can assure you, is easier said than done.� Being kids, the head‑on collisions were fun too.

In addition to the workbench where we made our accessories, Dad installed a sleeper sofa in the carriage house.� Teddy and I spent many a night on that sleeper sofa, playing with our trains until the wee hours.� We were also assigned to the sleeper sofa whenever Mom and Dad had a party or a special guest over.� Then we would be treated to a root beer float.� Next thing we knew, it was morning.

Eventually I grew suspicious of the root beer floats Dad made for us, and became reasonably adept at pretending to consume the spiked concoction.� I warned Teddy, but he was never too bright and usually scarfed down both floats.� On those occasions, Teddy wouldn't wake up until well past noon the next day.� Me, I faked it and then snuck out later to peer into the windows.� What I saw invariably gave me a boner.� On one level, I knew that what they were doing with their friends was, let�s just say naughty, but on another level, I instinctively knew they could do no wrong. � Of course if my brother and I did any of those things, we would (and did) get our butts blistered.

At some point when I was around eight years old, I decided that I wanted to be just like my daddy, and if Dad could sleep every night stark naked, then so could I.� Mom threw a fit, but Dad told her to forget about it.� Soon Teddy and I were spending our Saturday mornings, lounging about in the buff watching Sky King and the other kids shows.� That quickly escalated into skinny‑dipping in the pool and then to running amok bare butt in the orange grove.� Mom protested, but Dad said not to worry.� However, he did lay down the law to us to keep away from the road and keep our hands to ourselves, which we usually did.� Of course we weren't allowed to do anything thing like that whenever anybody else was around, and that included Uncle Ned, Aunt Sally and our two cousins, Timmy and Bethany.

Like a lot things with kids, our penchant for going native quickly cooled off after it wasn't such a big deal anymore. Besides, it hurt like hell to snag your dick on a tree branch or a bramble.� That and the fact that I became very self‑conscience that my cock was a lot smaller than my Dad's, prompted me to a greater degree of modesty.� Of course that didn't apply to sleeping or swimming, but I pretty much adopted a uniform of swimming trunks, sans shirt and shoes whenever I was home.� Teddy, naturally, followed suit.

About a year or so later, Uncle Ned (my dad's brother) took a construction job overseas, building a refinery.� Of course his family went with him and it was several years before we saw them again.

I was always a big kid, the biggest kid in my class.� In fact I started sprouting hair in the fifth grade when I was ten, and by eleven I had shot up to my full height of six foot two.� The kids nicknamed me "Gorilla" because of my size and body hair.� Everyone thought that I'd flunked several grades.� The fact that I was in the same grade as my kid brother, who was younger by only ten months, didn't help.� In fact, I was the same age as the other kids.

Teddy too was an early bloomer and we took pride in seeing who could shoot a wad the farthest.� Of course Mom wasn't too happy with our games, games that we made no attempt to hide. �Dad told her not to worry.� He told her that it was very normal for boys to do that sort of thing, but he also 'asked' us to be a little more circumspect and not to do it in front of Mom.

Teddy and I had started junior high when we saw Uncle Ned and his family again. It was just days before Christmas and I remember my dad driving down to Miami to pickup Uncle Ned and his family.� Teddy and I were really excited to see Timmy again.� As for Beth, last time we saw her, she was still playing with her stupid dolls and for all I knew, she still was.

My, how time changes things!� First of all, Timmy, who is eight months older than me, seemed to be even younger than my brother who is about 10 months younger than me.� It wasn't that he was particularly nerdy, but he was of smaller stature and wore glasses.� He also acted a lot like some of the goofy guys I went to school with, even though he was a year ahead of me.

On the other hand, Beth, who is just a few months younger than me ... Oh, my God!� She had tits!� Big tits!� Not the pillowy double D's her mom sported, but she sure didn't look like any of the skinny flat‑chested girls I was used to in seventh grade.� She had hips and curves.� She was voluptuous!� She also wasn't interested in dolls anymore.� Somehow she had changed from yucky to yummy!

Dumbstruck, I just gawked at her like I'd never seen a girl before.� Worse yet, I had no clue as how to even begin to repair the damages from the years of calling her names and excluding her from everything we boys did.� At first Beth didn't help me out either.� She seemed aloof and affected an air of disdain.

Turned out that everyone was dead tired from the exhausting trip from somewhere in Arabia.� First they flew to Rome, hung around for a few hours until they caught a flight to London.� Slept over all of five hours before boarding a plane to New York, then catching a flight to Miami that stopped in Atlanta.� By the time Dad picked them up, no one was in any mood to do anything other than crash.� Of course they then had the long car ride from Miami to Orlando to complete their torment.� So, it was not really surprising that Beth didn't smile at the sight of her dear cuz.

Within fifteen minutes of arriving, they ate, hardly spoke and even though it was still daylight, they all went to bed.� Of course Uncle Ned and Aunt Sally got the guest bedroom.� Mom commandeered Teddy and my bedroom for Beth, and Tim was banished along with my brother and me to the carriage house.

After weeks of growing anticipation, their arrival seemed anticlimactic.� Teddy and I looked at each other and we went about trying to find something to do.� Our room was off limits and we were admonished not to disturb Tim in the carriage house.� That left swimming, but that meant with swimming trunks and we both hated the clammy feel of a wet suit clinging to the skin. With nothing else to do, Teddy and I walked about the orange grove and talked about Beth's tits until well after dark.� Then we surreptitiously positioned ourselves to look into the various bedroom windows.

We didn't have much luck looking in on Beth or Uncle Ned and Aunt Sally as the lights were off and they were all fast asleep.� My parents, however, put on quite a show as they fucked with the lights on as was their usual practice.� That of course prompted Teddy and me to beat off.

Afterward, Teddy and I decided, what the hell, everyone's asleep, so we dropped our trunks and went for a swim.� Mom and Dad, having gotten their jollies off, promptly busted us and Mom gave us the lecture about appropriate behavior when guests were about.� That having been said, Dad peeled off his trunks and jumped in.� Guess he was a little boozed up, because Dad then taunted Mom to "give the boys a thrill and show a little skin."� She got pissed and stormed into the house.

Later, in the kitchen, when we came in dripping wet, Mom got even with Dad by grabbing him by the testicles and bringing him to his knees.� Teddy and I got the message and quickly donned our swimming trunks.

Next day things got a lot better.� Everyone was rested and had a good time chatting it up at the breakfast table.� I was still in awe of Beth's body and remained awkwardly silent.� This continued for the next few hours.� Sometime around mid‑morning she came up to me, cocked her head and said, "Well, are you just going to ignore me like you always do?"

"Uh, uh, well, no, I..." I hopelessly stammered.

She batted her big brown eyes and said in a sultry tone, "I see you've grown a lot since the last time I saw you," as she dragged her fingernails down my bare chest.� Then with a coy smile she arched her back slightly, trusting her tits forward just enough to be noticeable and purred, "I've grown too."

I was still unsure as what to say as I had already learned to be circumspect with girls when it came to discussing their tits or other interesting features of their bodies.� Still my prick knew what to say and to my horror my swimming trunks started to tent out.

Beth glanced down and then back up into my eyes.� "Yes, you've certainly have grown a lot!" she laughed. Then changing the subject like an UFO doing a one‑eighty at 2,000 MPH she said, "Do you still have that train set?"

"Uh, yeah, I..."

"Can I see it?"

"Sure."� We headed off to the carriage house where Teddy and Tim were running the trains.� We watched for awhile as Teddy skillfully managed to barely avoid a head‑on collision with his deft manipulation of the track switches.�� Beth really got into it.� She squealed and jumped about in excitement as trains narrowly avoided disaster.� Finally Teddy fucked up, inadvertently or deliberately, and there was a terrible crash with Tim's engine colliding into the side of Teddy's engine at a switch where two tracks merged, derailing both engines and their set of cars.

"You want to try it," I asked my comely cousin.

"Can I?" she gushed.

Tim was annoyed that his younger sister had ousted him from the track.� Teddy was completely cool, as he always was.� I got the two trains back on the tracks heading off in opposite directions.� I sidelined one train to the inner track system while the other ran the outer loop.� Under this configuration the two trains would never collide and could run for hours in their respective loops without incidence.� To the mix I added a rogue engine without any cars.� This engine I switched back and forth from the inner loop system to the outer loop system. � It was definitely a hazard to the other two trains.� I gave Beth a quick lesson on which electric switch activated which track switch and then called out instructions to her.

"Open switch six!� Close switch ten!� Close switch five!� Open switch four!"� Soon Teddy joined in, barking out his own conflicting instructions and generally mucking things up.

Beth squealed and hollered in excited delight, all the while jumping up and down. � That certainly got my attention, as it sent her tits bouncing about under her too tight t‑shirt in a most wondrous way.

Eventually all three trains were on the same track system and disaster quickly followed, with a head‑on collision taking place on the mountain followed by both trains rolling down the mountainside, mowing down little trees along the way.

Now these trains were not museum pieces (at least not yet).� They were solidly built toys that stood up the most egregious abuse.� Virtually indestructable, they were solidly built of cast metal, and not the cheap plastic crap you see today.� The engines alone weighed about ten pounds apiece.� They were the best‑damned toys a boy could ever have.

We set the fallen trees back in position, a little worse for wear, but ready to be knocked down again.� With the trains righted we began again.� Soon the spectacle of bouncing boobies was entertaining my brother and me to no end.

All good things must come to an end and sooner than I would have liked, Beth exhausted herself emotionally.� Magnanimously I yielded the train set back to Tim and Teddy.� Teddy wasn't all that interested, but Tim whined so much Teddy gave in and continued to help Tim run the setup.

Beth and I went and sat on the sofa bed.� She was flustered with beads of sweat forming on her brow.� I brushed her flowing curly hair out of her eyes.� She looked adorable.� I leaned in to give her a kiss on the lips.� Not a tongue thrusting kiss, just a simple lip‑on‑lip kiss. Wide‑eyed, she popped up and announced that she was thirsty and headed back to the main house with me following close on her heels.

We found Mom and Uncle Ned sitting at the kitchen table, drinking Bloody Marys.� Dad and Aunt Sally were nowhere to be seen.� I retrieved a couple of Cokes from the refrigerator and offered one to Beth, who had sat down at the table.� A few minutes later, Dad came out from the back of the house.� A minute or so later and Aunt Sally appeared.� She looked a lot like what Beth had looked liked just a few minutes before.

Eyeing his daughter, Uncle Ned inquired evenly, "What have you two been up to?"

"Playing with the trains," gushed Beth.� "It's so cool!� Speaking of cool, I'm hot!"

I missed the double‑entendre, but my Dad certainly didn't.� "You're a hot one, Sweetie, that's for sure!"

"Bill!"� admonished my mother.

"What?� What did I say?" my father replied with feigned inocence.� "Oww!� Stop kicking me, Jena!"

"Behave will you!" chastised my mom.

Beth apparently missed it too because she declared, "I am hot!� I know, c'mon Willy, let's go swimming!� Oh!� Give me just a minute to change."� With that she bounded out the kitchen and into my old bedroom.

"That's not a bad idea," added Aunt Sally.� "C'mon Jena, let's go change!"

With the women all gone from the kitchen, my dad turned to me and said, "Willy, I need a moment with Ned.� In private."

Having been summarily dismissed by the old man, I went out onto the patio to wait.� The wait really didn't last forever, but it seemed that way at the time.� First Dad and Uncle Ned came out dressed in red, tight fitting and very brief swim trunks, carrying a bucket of ice, glasses and a bottle of booze.� Dad normally wore baggy trunks like I did, when he wore anything at all, so the sight of him in the skimpy skin‑tight red Speedo was rather comical.� To me it looked like he was wearing a pair of Mom's panties.� Apparently that's what men wore to the beach in Southern Europe, and Uncle Ned had brought back a pair for Dad.

Then Mom and Aunt Sally appeared.� Mom was dressed in a fairly modest two‑piece that barely qualified as a bikini.� When it was just us boys, she usually wore something more revealing, but it was the swimsuit she wore when Teddy or I had friends over for a swim.� Aunt Sally on the other hand, hardly had anything on at all.� She was covered, and by today's standard the suit wasn't that risqu�, but it was a European string bikini that had difficulty constraining her huge tits.� Dad and I both gawked at Aunt Sally while Uncle Ned went on about how women wore very little on the beach in Greece and the French Riviera.

After some time more, Beth came out.� She had a suit like her mothers, except her still developing tits weren't bulging out on all sides of the cups, like her mother's tits.� It was an itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini, just like in the song, except that it was blue with pink polka dots.� Dad and I gawked at her while Uncle Ned prattled on about this great beach in southern Italy where the women went topless.� I was about to pipe in about how Teddy and I usually went completely naked in the pool, but Dad cut me off with a curt, "Keep your pants on, Willy."

I couldn't quite figure it.� Here was Uncle Ned, apparently bragging about how Aunt Sally and Beth pranced about topless in public, and yet apparently it was some big secret that Teddy and I went about nude in private.� Another curiosity was that on numerous occasions (surreptitiously I might add) I had seen my own mother completely naked, yet partially covered, both Aunt Sally and Beth seemed particularly alluring.

I resigned myself to swimming in the clammy, clinging swim trunks and dove into the water, as much to cool off as to hide my obvious boner.� Mom and Aunt Sally both eased into the water, careful not to get their poofed‑up hair wet.� Beth, however, dove right in.

Beth and I had a great time horsing around. I never tired of watching Beth emerge from the water and bounce about to the diving board.� We played submarine and swam between the others legs, both coping a feel here and there while the other pretended that nothing untoward had happened.� At some point, Teddy and Tim joined us, but they seemed mostly interested in pissing her off than anything else.

After a few hours, everyone was pretty well water logged.� The adults retired inside after Dad made the point to Teddy and me that the house was off limits until further notice.� I had a pretty good idea of what was to take place, but I kept that information to myself.� Us kids, we retired to the carriage house, where the train set was once again activated.

This time, dressed in the polka dot string bikini, the sight of Beth squealing and bouncing around as the trains nearly collided was even better than her earlier display.� Tim was pretty much obvious, but I sprouted another raging hard‑on that my dear brother gleefully made a big issue of.� I was mortified.� Beth blushed, but she was also smiling.� Tim then piled on adding to my embarrassment.

Fleeing with as much dignity as I could muster, I was immediately joined outside by Beth.� Out of earshot and out of sight from our brothers, et al, Beth cocked her head with a wry smile on her lips and innocently asked, "Did I make you do that?"

Not knowing how to respond I swallowed hard, unable to form any words.� Then she reached out and grasped the head of my covered cock between her fingers.

"Is it always hard like this?"

"Uh, no... not always," I croaked.

"Where does it go when it's not poking out like this?"

"Go?� It doesn't go anywhere."

"Then how do you hide it?"

"Uh, it gets soft and uh, sorta gets small and..."

"Can I see?"

"What?� It getting soft?� Uh, ah, I, I don't think it's going to get soft anytime soon."

"That's okay.� I just want to see it."

It took a few moments to properly process her request, but once I was certain that I had gotten it right, I proudly dropped my damp swim trucks.

"It's so big," she said in a near whisper.� "I saw Timmy's a few times, but that was years ago.� He wasn't nearly as big as this."

"I'm sure he's bigger now," I replied with a grin.� "Wanna touch it?"

"Can I?" she gushed.� With no perceptible embarrassment on her part, she reached and gently encircled my stiff cock with her fingers.� I nearly fainted at her touch.�� She played with it a few minutes, judging its texture and firmness, also taking a moment to explore my testicles.

Guess I was pretty excited, because without any warning at all, an orgasm swept over me.� Before she jerked her hand away, my throbbing cock jetted a goodly quantity of youthful semen all over her hand and arm.

"Oh, my gosh!� Is that what I think it is?" she squealed in surprise.

My world had suddenly shrunk considerably and I was in no condition to answer any questions at the time.

"Are you okay?"� she added with genuine concern as my eyes rolled up into the back of my head and my body jerked spasmodically.

The sweet spasms ended leaving me panting for breath.� When I finally regained control over my eyesight, Beth was standing there, mouth agape and with a worried expression on her face.

"Are you okay?" she asked again.� "Answer me, Willy!� Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I managed hoarsely.

"Did that hurt?� You looked like you were in pain."

"No, it felt good.� Really good."

"Didn't look like it felt good."

"It did, believe me.� It always feels good," I declared.

Beth looked down at the white goo splattered on her hand and arm.� "Is this..."

"Uh, that's sperm. � Sorry, Beth, I didn't mean..."

"Neat!� That was so cool!� Can you do that again?"

"Uh, in few minutes, maybe." I replied.

"Oh look!" she cried out.� "It's shrinking!"

"Uh, yeah, it does that."

"Does it go away completely?� Like my..." she didn't finish the sentence, but instead took my wilting cock into her hand once again.� "It's so... soft!� Soft and loose like!� Why does it do that?"

"Uh, it's usually like that.� Then when it gets excited, it gets hard again."

"It's not excited now?" she asked naively.

"No, but I think I am."

"You don't mind if I..."

"Touch it again?� No, go ahead. � You can play with it all you want.� I don't mind.� Honest!� I don't mind at all."

About that time I heard Tim exclaim, "Oooo, Beth is playing with Willy's willy!"� That pretty much queered the moment.� While I hurriedly pulled up my swim trunks a spat erupted between the two siblings.� The argument heated up quickly, culminating in Tim's threat to tell their mom and dad.

Interjecting myself into the squabble I declared, "You won't say word!� Not a word, Tim.� You say anything... anything at all and I'll beat the crap out of you!"� Like I said before, Tim was older than me by a few months, but I was bigger, much bigger than he was. He took my sincere threat as it was meant.

"Okay, okay," he said backing away from me.� "I wouldn't tell.� Promise.� I won't tell."

"Good.� Because we'll be punished for weeks after I've sent you to the hospital!"

"Okay, okay.� You guys do whatever you want."

"We will," I declared.� "Now mind your own business!"

Rebuked and stinging from the sudden loss of status as my favorite cousin, Tim retreated back inside the carriage house.

"You wouldn't really beat him up, would you?" asked Tim's sister.

With the hackles still raised on the back of my neck, I blustered, "Yeah... I'll beat the crap out of him.� After the doctors stitch up his face, he'll look like Frankenstein."

"Oh, don't do that!� He won't say anything.� He's just being a pain.� Promise you won't hurt him?"

I guess she thought that I was protecting her, but the truth was that for Tim to threaten to tell his parents anything about Beth and me infuriated me to no end.� One thing our dad taught Teddy and me was to never snitch on the other, to watch each other's backs and always present a united front.� If we told on each other, the blabbermouth caught hell, receiving an ass blistering that took days to recover from.� It was simply best to accept blame for whatever happened than to try and pin it on my brother, even if he was at fault.� Same went for him.� Somehow Dad always knew the truth of the matter, no matter what had happened.� As a consequence, Teddy and I had an immutable bond.� We would never break our mutual trust, even when we were furiously slugging it out in the back reaches of the orange grove.

Echoing my father's words I replied.� "I won't tolerate a snitch." Words that I'm sure Uncle Ned had also said to Tim.

"He won't tell, Willy.� Honest.� We don't do that."� She stepped closer to me, with her face just inches from my chest.� Looking up at me with those big brown eyes she said, "But, you know, it's kinda nice to know that you would."� Next thing I knew, our lips met and our tongues parried.

Now I already knew a few things about swapping spit with a girl from the parties I had attended where spin‑the‑bottle was the game of choice.� Nothing ever got beyond kissing at those affairs, but the basics of a good sloppy and very sexual kiss had been mastered.� With Beth, body‑to‑body rubbing was a new dimension added to lip sucking. Soon my hands began to wander across the bare skin of her back.� I'd never felt an expanse of girl skin like this before and soon my cock was at full alert again, rubbing into her stomach as we smooched behind the carriage house. Wonderful feelings surged through me as I discovered true lustful passion.� Beth too was starting to pant.

My right hand slid up her side and cupped her breast.� Beth moaned into my mouth.� My first feel of female tit degenerated into a mauling of her flesh.� My hand found it's way under the cup and the hard pebbles of her nipples were mine.� Brusquely, I pushed the cup up and off her breast, giving me a free hand at her wonderful mound of girly meat.

That's when we were interrupted again, this time by Teddy.� "Uh, excuse me, guys... Oh, shit!� Sorry, guys!� Uh, ummm... Tim wasn't kidding when he said you two were fooling around..." Teddy gawked while a blushing Beth struggled to get the too small top back over her tit.� By the tenting in his swim trunks, I knew and Beth knew that he liked what he saw.

"Uh, Mom sent me to find you," he continued. "Tim said you were back here, and uh... supper's ready."� Having said his peace, Teddy with a wide grin then pointed an index finger at us and raked it with his other index finger in the universal sign of "naughty‑naughty".

Not telling his parents didn't extend to Tim not telling Teddy that he had caught his sister with my dick in her hand. From what I learned later, that precipitated a bullshit session where they discussed how fine Beth was, the way her tits jiggled in her bikini top, how her luscious ass moved when she walked and bounced about, the bullshit session culminating in a jerk‑off session.

On the way to the house for supper, Tim intercepted me to apologize.� "Look, Willy.� I'm really sorry.� I was just messing with her.� You know how it is.� If I ever said anything to Mom or Dad, Dad would blister my ass... you know that.� As far as I'm concerned, you two can do what you want... and I mean whatever you want to do, do it.� You know, if you wanna do her, do her.� It's okay by me."

I still wasn't really happy with him, but I put it to rest anyway.� "It's okay.� We're cool, Tim.� Like we were brothers."

"Yeah, we're brothers, at least we've always acted like brothers."

"You know I beat the shit out of Teddy every now and then."

"Yeah, he told me that you two tangle it up sometimes.� Uh, no need for that... okay?"

"Okay, cuz.� I won't beat the crap out of you.� At least not today," I laughed.

Tim continued, "Beth's quite a fox.� Ain't she?� Shit, you know, she's been driving me fucking nuts lately.� I mean, look at her... Ooo‑la‑la!"

"Yeah, I know what you mean, Tim.� Wow!"� With the connection between Tim and me duly reestablished, I asked him about the topless beach in southern Italy that Uncle Ned had talked about.

"Oh, man, Willy!� You wouldn't believe!� Tits, bare tits, everywhere!� I walked around with a boner the entire time we were there.� Not all the women went topless, but a lot of them were."

"Aunt Sally?� Beth?� Did they..."

"Topless?� No!� Not Mom or Beth!� Mom wanted to leave as soon as we got there.� Said I shouldn't be seeing this.� Dad told her that I would be seeing boobs someday, and today was the day.� After a while I got kind of used to it, but... There was this huge fat lady who was dropping down to here...ugh!� But mostly there were lots of great tits."

"Cool," I replied as we went inside for supper.

Everything seemed pretty normal with the 'rents, except that they all fairly liquored‑up.� Even though their speech was a little slurred, both Mom and Aunt Beth looked like they had just come the beauty parlor.� For all you could tell, they had all spent all afternoon just sitting around and talking.� Everyone was still dressed in swimsuits, except that Mom had changed into something a lot more revealing.

After supper someone broke out the Scrabble board.� Beth and I joined the adults to play while Tim and Teddy elected to watch a western on TV.� Dad as usual, had the most points when the game ended.� After the game board was put away, Dad announced it was time for eggnog.

Skeptically, I watched him out of the corner of my eye as he mixed up eight glasses.� Passing the glasses out to everyone, he proposed a toast to Uncle Ned and his family.� I leaned over to Beth and whispered, "Don't drink that stuff.� Pretend you're drinking it, but don't drink it!"

"But I love eggnog," she replied naively.

"Dad put something in it.� Trust me," I pleaded as I put the suspect drink to my lips and faked taking a sip.

I looked over at Teddy as he gulped it down. 'Doesn't he ever learn?'� I thought.� Tim too was draining his glass. 'Oh well, they'll be conked out in a few minutes.'

Out of the corner of his eye, Dad was watching us.� "C'mon, Beth.� Let's go outside," I said as nonchalantly as possible.� "I bet we can still see Venus.� Maybe even Mars."

Beth followed me out.� Promptly I took her drink and poured it in the bushes along with mine.

"Just what's going on?" asked Beth.� "I wanted some eggnog!"

"When Mom and Dad are ready to party, really party, my Dad puts something in our drinks to make us go to sleep.� That way we won't see what they're up to."

"What do you mean?"

"They're going to do it.� You know, they're going swap and... do it."

"Swap?"

"Yeah, your mom and my dad, your dad and my mom.� They're going to swap and do it."

"Do it?� You mean?"

"Yeah!"

"I don't believe you, William Johnson!� You're a big fibber!"

"No, I'm not!� Look, you'll see!� When we go back inside, pretend that you drank all of it.� Pour yourself another glass from the cartoon, but don't let my dad do it!� In a few minutes we'll all go back out to the carriage house.� Tim and Teddy will both get drowsy and in minutes they will be passed out... out cold until the morning."

"I still don't believe you."

"They do it all the time.� Usually it's with a root beer float, but tonight and tomorrow night it'll be in the eggnog.� Once they think we're out, the party begins.� Trust me, they do it all the time!"

"Then why did Teddy drink his?" she asked skeptically.

"I don't know!� Dumb ass falls for it nearly every time.� But he's seen them too."

"Seen them?� Doing what?"

"Doing it!� Doing it with friends of theirs.� Mixing it up and doing it.� Teddy's never seen them doing it with your parents, but I have.� "

"Doing it... just what do you mean by doing it?" she asked demanding absolute clarity.

"Okay.� My dad is going to fuck your mom and..."

"Watch your language, Willy!� You shouldn't use that word!" she scolded.

"What word should I use?"

"I don't know, but not that word."

"Okay, my dad is going to..."

"I get it!� I get it!� But I still think you're lying."

Having failed to convince her, we went back in and continued our ruse.� Beth, joined by Teddy and Tim, poured them all another glass straight from the carton.� After a few minutes, Dad suggested that we go play out in the carriage house.� With Beth in tow, I made a hasty exit.� Teddy and Tim soon followed.� In minutes of getting inside the carriage house, they got drowsy.� A few minutes later, they were both sprawled out on the floor pallet completely out of it.

Vindicated, I triumphantly announced, "See!� I told you!"

"Oh, my gosh, Willy!� You weren't fibbing!"

"No, I wasn't!� Believe me now?� Now in a few minutes, Dad will come out here to make sure that we're all asleep.� C'mon, lie on the sofa bed with me.� Pretend that you're asleep."

"Shouldn't we turn the lights off?"

"No!� We're supposed to be knocked out for the night.� Dad will either leave them on or he'll turn them out.� Now, just lie and pretend you're sleeping.� Don't move until I tell you."

Beth couldn't contain herself and kept fidgeting and talking.� "Shhhh!� He's coming!"

"When?"� No sooner had she asked when I heard the door opening.� I snapped my eyes closed and played possum, hoping that Beth could do the same without giving us both up.

"See, Ned, " I heard my father say, "they're all out cold."

"How long will they sleep?" asked Uncle Ned.

"Until morning.� Don't worry.� I gave them each the exact dose that Dr. Gallo recommended.� Not anymore, not any less.� They'll be fine in the morning, none the wiser. � Trust me, Ned, they'll be fine. � I do it to the boys all the time."� The main overhead lights went out, plunging the room in relative darkness.� "C'mon, it's party time, little brother!"� Then I heard the door close followed by silence.

I waited a few minutes before taking a peek, not trusting that my old man hadn't set a trap and was lying in wait for me.

"Willy," came the soft whisper.

"Shhh," I hissed as silently as possible as I surveyed the darkened room.� Confident that the coast was clear I said, "Okay, they're gone."

We both sat up, letting our eyes grow accustomed to the darkness.� It really wasn't hard to see as the room was lit with a soft glow from the yard lights through the windows.� A moment later, the yard lights went out.� It was now dark as hell.� I maneuvered myself to the train set, felt around for the right button and turned on the accessory lights.� Soon all the little houses were each giving off a glow through the tiny windows.� It was just enough light to see fairly well.

"Now what," Beth whispered.

"We wait a few minutes," I replied in a normal tone.� "Then we'll go see."

"See what?"

"Them," I concisely stated.

"Oh!� You think we should?"

"Why not?� They'll be in the living room."

Beth was silent for a minute before asking, "What if they catch us?"

"So what if they do? We haven't done anything wrong.� We're just kids.� Now just relax, will you?"

Beth was clearly nervous, so to sooth her anxiety I tilted her face towards me, kissing her on the lips. She responded in kind.� Soon we were slobbering all over each other's face and ears, awkwardly and innocently groping each other as only young teenagers can do.� With each passing minute, I gradually lost all interest in what our parents were up to. As my groping became progressively less innocent, she suddenly broke it off.� Jumping up from the sofa bed, she declared, "Let's go see."

"Let's stay."

"No!� I want to see. I want to see if you're a big fibber."

Well, I had started it, so I was kind of stuck with going through with it.� "Okay.� They should be getting after it by now."

"After what?"

"Never mind, Beth.� C'mon."

We circled around the house until we came to good spot to see into the big plate glass picture window.� The lights were dim, but you could plainly see what was going inside in the living room.� Our parents were sitting on the floor, in a circle, playing some sort of game.� We could see her dad's bare back facing us, but then that didn't mean anything, as Uncle Ned hadn't had a shirt on all day.� A chair partially obscured my mom while Aunt Sally was partially obscured by Uncle Ned.

My dad began gesticulating and let out a whoop.� Abruptly he stood up.� Beth gasped.� He was nude, his big pecker at half‑mast.� He took a step towards Aunt Sally.� Slowly she rose.� She too was completely nude.� Man, what a set of hooters! � Then she settled on her knees in front of my dad, grasping his cock in her hand. Dad got harder and harder, his cock standing taller and taller.

Beth squeezed my hand hard as Aunt Sally took my dad's cock into her mouth.� Not all at once, just the head at first. �We had a great side view and watched as my dad's cock disappeared more and more into Beth's mother's mouth until it had all but disappeared.

"How can she do that?" Beth asked rhetorically.� "She has the whole thing in her mouth!"

I heard the "ding!" of a kitchen timer.� Aunt Sally rocked back as my dad's cock slithered out.� Then they took their seats again.� After a moment or two, Uncle Ned and my mom rose.� Mom sat in the big easy chair next to where she was sitting.� Uncle Ned knelt between her outspread legs and lowered his face into her crotch.� The angle was bad, but there was no doubt in my mind as to what he was doing.

"What's Daddy doing?"

"Eating her pussy."

"Eating..."

"Licking her between the legs. Up into her slit."

"I didn't know people did that sort of thing.� Have you ever done that?"

"No, but my Dad says a woman is delicious down there."

"But what if it's her time?"

"Time?"

"Yeah, you know.� What if she's bleeding?"

"On the rag?� I dunno."

We watched for a long time while their game slowly played out before us.� I moved behind Beth and nuzzled the nape of her neck and nibbled on her ears.� Beth was getting hot and bothered.

At one point, Dad was standing behind Aunt Sally; his arms came around her and cupped her double‑D tits.� I of course mimicked my dad and cupped Beth's tits.� Aunt Sally stretched out, pushing her tits forwards as she reached over her head and held onto Dad's neck.� Beth followed her mother's move.� I in turn, pushed the cups of Beth's bikini top up and over her tits.� Soon Dad was pulling on nipples and I followed suit.� Then my mom knelt in front of Aunt Sally, nuzzling into her crotch.� We couldn't match that unexpected move, so I did the next best thing and moved a hand to Beth's covered pussy.

I heard the kitchen timer chime, but that didn't immediately stop the action.� After a few minutes of my rubbing, Beth gasped and began shaking.� Suddenly the threesome inside broke up.� Aunt Sally slumped to the floor.

Beth was heaving and I had to hold her up.� Once she regained some strength in her legs so that she could stand on her own, I untied her top and discarded it on the ground.� Almost immediately I went for broke and started to pull her bottoms off, but she stopped me.

Looking up I saw my dad effortlessly lift my mother up, facing away from him, holding her securely under her thighs.� Uncle Ned approached as my dad opened up my mother's legs.� I expected Uncle Ned to feast on her cunt again, but instead he simply reached forward and began playing with my mother's splayed pussy.

All along we could hear them talking, but the voices were so muffled that it was hard make out what they were saying.� Isolated words were decipherable, words like, cunt, slut, pussy, dick, and suck.� Suddenly my mother threw her head back and hollered, "Fuck me, Ned!� God damn you!� Fuck me!"

It was time for the main event!� "Watch this, Beth," I whispered.� "They're gonna fuck now."

Sure enough, Uncle Ned stepped forward.� His wide hairy buttocks lurched forward.� Mom bellowed, "Oh, yes!� Fuck yes!"�� Uncle Ned began pumping his hips.� Dad held Mom in the air, shouting, "Fuck her, Ned.� Fuck her slut cunt!"

After several minutes of some kinky fornication, the timer rang out and the threesome broke up. Dad sat Mom down on the sofa while Ned went over and grabbed Aunt Sally by the hair, lifting her up.� He really didn't pull her up by the hair, she got up, but still it looked like he had pulled her to her feet.� He led her over to where my dad was now lying on the floor.� Aunt Sally squatted onto my dad's dick and began fucking him.� Meanwhile Uncle Ned took up position in front of her so that his wife could suck his cock while she simultaneously fucked his brother.

After that they just randomly mixed it up, with Mom and Dad fucking, Dad fucking Aunt Sally, Uncle Ned and Aunt Sally doing it and Mom and Uncle Ned fucking, all with plenty of breaks for cock sucking and pussy licking. � Beth was quite shocked to see our mothers going at it, but I had seen it all before.

Beth didn't seem to care that her bottoms were down off her hips and my fingers were exploring her inner reaches.�� She just let me do what I wanted.� I discovered and rediscovered her secret folds, bumps and honey hole.� Gyrating her hips and babbling incoherently, she seemed to enjoy it as much as I did.� She did however push my hand away several times, but after a few minutes she would let me diddle her again and again until at last her legs buckled and she slumped to the ground.

While she was down for the count, I took the opportunity to completely relieve her of her bottoms.� Triumphantly, I stood above my first nude girl, a real live nude girl to play with.� Ignoring the orgy raging inside, I helped her up and led her back to the carriage house.

By that time, she had started to come to her senses again.� "Where's my clothes?" she asked incongruently.

I dangled her bottoms from my hand before tossing them across the room.� "You don't need any clothes tonight."� Then I dropped my own swimsuit and kicked it out of the way.

"What are you going do?"

"It's not what I'm going to do, Beth.� It's what we are going to do."

"Okay... What are we going to do?"

"Everything."

"Everything?"

"Yes, everything."

"But, but I'll get a baby," she whispered.

"Are you a virgin?"

"Yes."

"Well, I know for a fact that virgins can't get pregnant."� Now I had heard that bit of wisdom from an older friend of mine.� Technically that is a true statement.� What never occured to me was that once penetrated, she would no longer be a virgin.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes.� Positive.� Trust me."

"Oh, okay, but..." I cut her off with a kiss.� Soon she had my cock in hand, and I had a nipple in my mouth.� Through the faint light, I could see that her aureoles were compact and a dark color.� I nibbled, sucked, licked and gnawed until she pushed my head away.� Then I kissed down her tummy and got my first whiff of an aroused pussy.� It was a lot stronger smell than I had anticipated, and I was hesitant to proceed, but Beth grabbed my head and pushed my face into her.� Tentatively I licked at the slick lips, and finding it had rather pleasant salty favor.� I licked some more around the outside before driving my tongue deep into her juicy gash.� Dad was right; the taste of pussy was the best taste in the world!

I didn't have a clue as to what I was doing or how to get her off, but she didn't seem to mind.� I simply licked around until my entire face was wet.� Once her most savory juices were gone, I slid up to kiss her again.

"I smell like that?" she said as our lips neared.

"Yes, you smell good.� Taste good too."� Then I kissed her, allowing her to taste herself.� She didn't object to that either.� Beth then rolled on top of me and began laying kisses down my torso.� I groaned in salacious pleasure as my oozing cockhead was surrounded by the warm, wetness of her lips, her tongue swirling my lubricant across the sensitive knob.

Now let me tell you, getting my first blowjob from a girl, I was some excited boy.� I didn't last a full minute before ejaculating into her mouth.� My cock was still spewing when her head flew back; her wide‑eyed face a comic expression of total surprise.� I knew instantly that I had fucked up.

"I'm sorry, Beth, I couldn't help it," I pleaded.� She was silent for a moment.� I expected her to spit out what I had just shot into her mouth, but she didn't.� Her tongue poked through her lips and then a broad smile spread across her face.

"That's okay.� It just startled me.� I didn't know... you know, how it would taste.� It's not bad.� Kinda bland, maybe even slightly bleachy, but it doesn't taste bad at all."� With that she took my entire dick in her mouth. I'd begun to soften, but I never got completely flaccid.� She sucked and licked until she had me up again.� Pausing, she let my dick slip out from between her lips.� Looking me in the eye, she declared, "I like sucking your thingie.� It's so..."

"It's my dick, not a thingie."

"That's so crude."

"Okay, it's my cock."

"Whatever, I like kissing it and I like the feel of it between my lips and on my tongue.� Oh god!� That sounds so trampish!"

"Just say, 'I like sucking your dick, Willy'... Say it."

"I like sucking your... your th..."

"Dick!� It's my dick!� Now say it. It's not a dirty world."

"It is too," she giggled.� "And sucking it is dirty too!� Still... I like it."

"I like it too.� Now just say, 'It's so dirty! I like sucking your dick.'"

"No!� That's not true!� I love sucking your..."

"Dick."

"Dick.� God, that sounds so nasty!"

"Hey, I'm clean!� I went swimming today, for hours."

"I didn't mean it like that!" she defended.� "It is clean, but..."

"Will ya just shut up, Beth and just suck my dick?"

"My pleasure, cuz," she purred contentedly.

I had struck a true bonanza!� My first girl and she loved sucking cock as much as I loved having my cock sucked.� Not only that, she would be living here with us until her dad built a house.� Of course at the time, I didn't realize how much I liked having my dick sucked, all I knew was that it felt incredible and she liked doing it.�� Returning to her task, she fellated me until I shot off in her mouth again.� This time, she orally caressed my pulsating cock as I unloaded.

My twice spent cock withered away in no time flat.� "That's so neat," she said wiggling my limp peter back and forth.� "It's so little now!� Will it get big and hard again?"

"Will what get big and hard?"

"You know, your thing.

"It's not a thing, Beth, it's my dick."� Eventually I got her to use the "proper" slang words for penis.

"Okay, it's your dick," she finally conceded.� "Now answer me.� Will it get big again?"

"Say, 'will your dick get big again?'"

"Okay, will your dick get big again?"

"Yes, but it'll take a few minutes."

"How many minutes?"

"I dunno.� It varies.� Maybe twenty minutes, maybe ten."

"Gee, I hope it's only ten," she said with a lilting laugh.� "I just love to suck it."

"Say, 'Willy, I love sucking your dick.'"

"Willy, I love sucking your dick.� Satisfied, Mr. Meanie?"

"Oh yeah.� I'm satisfied all right."

We talked and cuddled for nearly an hour, discussing our parents and how weird they acted sometimes.� I told her about what I saw the Christmas when we all got our first train set six years ago.� I told her about the sex parties my parents had every other month or so.� I told her how Teddy and I went about nude in the house and nude when swimming.� I told her about the time when Teddy's friend got caught giving us both a blowjob.

"Another boy sucked you?"

"Yeah.� Several times."

"Did you suck him?"

"No!" I lied.

"Did Teddy?"

"No, he didn't!" I lied again.

"What happened?"

"Teddy had this friend who played on our Little League team.� He'd come over to play, sometimes he spent the night, and he'd suck our dicks."

"When was this?"

"Oh, two years ago, maybe less... yeah, a year and a half."

"And your dad caught you?"

"Caught him, you mean.� Yeah.� We were in here.� Teddy and I were lying right here buck‑naked.� Johnny was on his hands and knees with a carrot stuck up his ass, sucking me and then sucking Teddy.� Back and forth, back and forth when Dad walked in.� He blew a gasket!� He started yelling at us.� Soon he had Johnny in tears, telling him that he was in big trouble, that his parents would probably kill him when they found out.� Dad grabbed his arm, threatening to take him home just as he found him, naked and with the carrot.� I remember him pleading with Dad, and then walking out with the carrot still up his butt with the big end protruding between his cheeks.

"Teddy and I both knew we were in deep shit trouble too, so we quickly pulled on our shorts and waited for the world, as we knew it, to come to an abrupt end.� We waited and waited, expecting to hear Dad's car drive away with Johnny, but it never did; at least not right away.� About a half hour later, maybe more, Dad brings Johnny back, minus the carrot, and lets him get his clothes on.� Then Dad took him home.

"Later Dad asked us point blank if we sucked dicks.� We both said, no.� Never.� He accepted that and nothing more was ever said other than, "Don't be doing that shit with other boys.� Save it for the girls."

"Next day at school, we saw Johnny during recess.� We asked him what happened.� He said, 'Nothing.� Your dad said that I got sick and threw up.'� Johnny didn't say anymore, but I wondered what had taken so long before Dad took him home.� Johnny was never allowed to come over here after that either."

"Are you guys still friends?"

"No, he moved away a month later."

There was a long pause, then Beth ventured, "I never imagined that Uncle Bill and Aunt Jena or my parents for that fact, did anything like that."

"Like what?"

"You know.� What they were doing tonight."

"They do it all the time.� Every time they get together."

"Well, do you want to do it?" she asked without shame or embarrassment as she fondled my cock to readiness.

"Sure, do you?"

"Mmmm, yeah, I do, but are you sure about that virgin thing?� You know, how a virgin can't get pregnant."

"Absolutely," I declared with complete confidence. Positioning myself on top in the classic missionary I looked up and saw that the wall clock said it was just after midnight.

"Guess what?� It's past twelve.� It's Christmas Eve, Bethany.� Merry Christmas, cuz."� Then pushing my hips forward, I found purchase between her labia and entered the maw of her virgin vagina until I found a slight resistance.� Reveling in the exquisite feel of her tight cunt around the head of my dick, I paused for a moment.

Her ankles dug into my buttocks.� "Merry Christmas, Willy," she whispered just before punching her hips forward.� Driving my cock through her maidenhead, ripping it away forever, she gasped and froze in place with her hips off the bed. Then she slowly lowered her ass down to the mattress.

"Are you okay," I asked with genuine concern.

"I'll be okay.� Give me a minute."

The feel of her tight cunt embracing my entire cock was even better than just embracing my cockhead.�� I tired to be still, but my hips began moving on their own accord.� We were fucking!� Really fucking!� This was even better than a blowjob!� In a moment of insight, I knew why my parents were like they were.� They loved fucking.� Not necessarily making love, but fucking!� The more we humped the more I understood the primal drive of males and females to copulate.� I didn't love Beth... well, not as a girl friend per se; hell, she was my cousin, but I sure loved fucking her.

We rolled around with uninhibited abandon on that mattress for the better part of an hour, changing positions ever so often to get more comfortable.� It's funny.� We never broke contact, my dick stayed in Beth the entire time.� We never tried any of the wild positions that my Dad or his friends used during one of their bacchanals.� As a result, the only positions we used were positions that easily transitioned from one to another, making it up as we went along.� Face to face, we fucked and we fucked until at long last I came deep within her cunt.

When the smoke finally cleared, Beth said, "That was wonderful!� Can we do that again?"

"Sure," I muttered before dozing off. And we did.� We fucked several times during that long winter's night while Santa Claus made his final preparations to fly through the air to bring joy to all the good little boys and girls.� Whenever I woke up and had it up, I had it in her.� Merry Christmas indeed!

Next morning was a brilliant Florida winter's day, with the temperatures already in the low eighties. I woke to the most pleasant sensation of having my cock sucked.� Noticing that I was once again awake, Beth slid up to kiss me while she impaled herself on my sex spear.� We were at it again!� The girl was insatiable, and I was happy to oblige her.� We rolled around for awhile until I was on top, drilling for oil.

Through the fog of unbridled lust, I heard Teddy exclaim, "Look, Tim! They're fucking!"

"No shit!" I heard her brother reply.� "Oh, god damn!�� Look at them go!"

"Fuck her, Willy!� Fuck her!" my brother urged.� With a raucous cheering section now urging me on, I did just that, pounding her into the thin mattress of the sofa sleeper.� I don't know what Beth thought, but I couldn't care less if our brothers watched us fuck.� I was building to another satisfying climax when the room went silent.� I sensed that something was amiss, but I was only interested in planting my seed once again.

"Oh, Jesus Christ!" I heard Uncle Ned exclaim.� "Do something, Bill!"

"Do what?" my old man replied to his younger brother.

"Stop them!"

"Hell, Ned.� They've discovered sex!� There's no stopping them!"

With the knowledge that we had been discovered in the act, a twinge of fear swept through me, pushing me over the edge.

"Aw, shit, Bill.� He's cumming inside her!"

"Relax, the boy's not stupid."

Regaining my senses, I rolled off Beth who was spread out like well‑used whore, her cunt gapping and the telltale trickle of sperm leaking out and soaking the bloodstained sheets.� Seeing both my dad and Beth's dad standing just a few feet away, I didn't know if I should shit or laugh out loud, as the two burly men looked like some brutish version of the Bopsie twins, sporting their red Speedos and Santa Claus hats and nothing more.� They looked fairly ridiculous.

"Looks like there was a cherry popping party last night," my dad said with characteristic cool.

"Aw fuck!" hollered Uncle Ned.� "They're fucking her without a rubber!"� He may have acted upset, but with that swimsuit, it was impossible for him to conceal the huge boner he had.

"Stay calm, Ned.� Let's you and me go out and discuss this rationally."� It was only then that I realized just how bad it really looked, as both Teddy and Tim were standing at the end of the bed naked, like they were waiting their turn.� Teddy was still absentmindedly stroking his stiff cock and Tim, white with fear, was still holding his nearly limp cock in his hand.

�Escorting his shaken brother to the door, Dad turned to us and said, "Just came to tell you breakfast is almost ready."� Then they were gone.

Breakfast is ready?� That's what he said.� Not knock it off, put your pants on, cease and desist, or anything else that gave the slightest hint of his disapproval.� As soon as Dad and Uncle Ned were gone, Teddy crawled up on the bed, yanking himself with a fury.� Beth, still more or less unawares as to what had just happened, raised her hands to cover her tits from Teddy's stare.� In a moment of sheer genius, I helped her out, but rather than covering her tits, I made her cup them as if she was offering them to Teddy.

Then in the nick of time, I pulled my hands off as Teddy spurted his load across her tits.� It was nasty, wonderfully nasty.� Speechless, Beth didn't say a word.� Settling next to her, Teddy then rubbed his semen into her tits, getting his first feel of girl flesh.� Beth simply closed her eyes and let her hands fall away, giving Teddy complete access to her fun bags.

"Now finger her cunt," I instructed as if I knew what I was doing. "She really likes that."

Teddy's moved a sperm coated hand down to her crotch.� She was still spread eagle and offered no resistance to his molestation.� Tim now watched with astonishment as Beth's breathing became more pronounced and she started humping the air while Teddy clumsily finger fucked her.

"Oh, oh, oh," she squeaked as the climax built to the breaking point.� Suddenly, for the first time I saw the white nub of her clit emerge from its hood.� Instinctively I grabbed it between my thumb and forefinger.� "OH!" she moaned as she snapped her legs shut, trapping Teddy's hand between her legs as she quaked in what was obviously a strong orgasm.

"Good job, Teddy, you got her off," I congratulated.� "How about a blow job?� She gives great blowjobs."

Of course Teddy didn't say, "No, I don't want a blowjob."� I had him lie flat on his back and as Beth came around, I urged her to suck off my little brother, like she had sucked me.

"C'mon Beth, you know you want to.� You know you like it.� Teddy will like it too.� C'mon cuz, give him a blowjob for Christmas."

Encouraging her further was her brother who added, "Yeah, c'mon, Sis, suck Teddy's dick!"

With so much encouragement, her initial resistance faded.� She allowed me to position her on her knees, near the edge of the mattress so that she only had to bend forward to take Teddy's dick in her mouth.� Soon she was bobbing up and down with her ass high in the air.

Absorbed in the close up view of Teddy's cock sliding between her lips, I failed to appreciate the position she in.� Tim however, was drawn to her upturned butt like a moth to a light bulb.� Mouth stuffed with cock, Beth moaned.� I looked back and saw that Tim was feeling up her behind.� He had a huge grin on his face as he worked his hand over her twin globes and between her legs.� Now more interested in what Tim was doing than Beth sucking dick, I sat up.� Her brother had her going good, with her hips moving around crazily.

A funny look came over him.� Then he did it.� He pulled his hand away, aimed his stiff cock and plunged into his little sister.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed.

He was so excited that it was over almost before it began.� His face scrunched up as he unloaded his balls while Beth punched her hips back at him. Once he fell out of her, he backed away.� Beth released Teddy's stiff prick and rolled off to the side.

I expected her to be hacked off, really hacked off, but instead she cried, "Fuck me!� Willy, please fuck me.� Somebody please fuck me!"

Beth needed a stiff dick in the worse way and I wasn't ready yet. Nor was Tim anywhere near ready.� Fortunately for Beth, Teddy had a stiff cock at the ready.� My brother rose to the occasion and settled between her legs.� Instantly she wrapped her legs around him and spurred him into action, very energetic action.

Tim and I were cheering Teddy on, oblivious to all but the licentious actively happening on the sofa bed.� Certainly breakfast wasn't foremost on our minds.

"Jesus, fucking Christ!" I heard my old man bellow.� "Are you boys nuts?� Ned's ready to kill all three of you, and you're still fucking her!"� Teddy didn't pay him any mind, and kept pumping into Beth.� "Teddy!"

"Just a minute, Dad!"

"Oh, Christ Almighty!"

I expected Dad to pop his cork, pull Teddy off Beth and bodily toss my brother across the room.� Instead he took up position as a lookout by the door, glancing out now and then until Teddy completed the first fuck of his life.

"Finished?� Are you all finished?" my somewhat agitated dad asked once Teddy had rolled off.� "Damn!� We came out here over a half hour ago!� Shit! I assumed you boys had enough sense to stop!"

Dad sat on the edge of the mattress.� Beth suddenly aware of him feasting on her nudity, tried to cover up with a sheet.� Dad pulled the sheet off.� "Be still girl!� I like looking at naked girls just as much as these boys do!� Damn!� You sure turned into a good looking babe."

After getting an eyeful of her youthful charms, Dad said.� "You know, fucking without rubbers, you kids might have really screwed up.� According to Sally, Beth is two weeks from her period.� Two weeks!� You know what that means?� Do you have any idea at all?� Means that at this moment, she's at the height of fertility in this cycle. And that means one of you clowns has probably knocked her up!

"She's too young to be having babies and getting married.� Besides, just whom would she marry?� You're all too closely related to marry her.� What's she supposed to do with a bastard baby?"� I was about to tell him about how a virgin can't get pregnant, but wisely I kept my mouth shut.� "Now, for Beth's sake, we've got to figure something out.� So get your goddamned pants on and get inside.� All four of you!"

We all scrambled around for our swim trunks and found them without much trouble.� Beth on the other hand, had one heck of time finding where I had tossed her bottoms last night. It was kind of fun watching her looking for them.� Eventually she found them, but she had to get down on her hands and knees to retrieve them.� It was quite a show, though I think my Dad was the only one who really enjoyed it at the time.� After pulling her bottoms on, she went about the search for her top.

"Looking for something?" asked my dad.

"I can't find the top," she replied.

Dad held up her polka dot bikini top.� "Is this what you're looking for?"� That was when I remembered where we had left the top last night, out in the yard, outside the living room window.� "Now let's see, I'm pretty sure that Teddy and Tim were fast asleep last night, but you and Willy, I thought you were up to no good.� Well, did you two enjoy the show?"

"What show?" interjected Teddy.

"Never mind, Teddy.� Willy and Beth know what I'm talking about."

"Oh! Did you have one of your wild sex parties last night?" impudently asked Teddy with a grin.

"So you know about that too, huh?" replied the old man evenly.

"What are you talking about?" asked the clueless Tim.

Dad cocked his head and replied, "Well, Tim, I'm sure you'll hear about it sooner or later, and I suppose it will be sooner rather than later.� Okay, I'll put it bluntly.� Beth and Willy snooped around last night and watched me fucking your mother last night."�� Poor Tim, he looked like he'd been run over by a truck.

Turning back to Beth, Dad continued, "Your folks don't know about this part of the story, at least not yet.� So here's the deal... I keep the top, keep my mouth shut and you go to breakfast as you are, or you go to breakfast as you are and I'll return the top with an explanation of where I found it.� So... what will it be, Honey?"

Beth thought for a moment.� "Hey!� That's no choice!� Uncle Bill, please..." she pleaded.

A sly grin came across Dad's face.� "Okay, I'm just messing with you, Princess.� Personally, I prefer you without the top, but your mom and dad may think otherwise.� So here it is.� Now come here, Beth and get it."

Once she was close to him, Dad grabbed her and pulled her to him and kissed her hard on the lips.� His big hand shot down the back of her bottoms, nearly pulling them off while he lewdly ground his cock into her belly.� Breaking the kiss, but still pressing his groin into her he said, "Feel that?� Yes, you feel it.� That's what you do to men.� You make 'em hard.� You make 'em want to fuck you.� You know that?� Of course you know that.� But... you've got to be careful."

Dad released her and headed for the door.� "Okay, kiddies, let's go!"

We filed out while Dad held the door.� When Beth passed he swatted her on the butt, causing her to yelp and jump.� "Love the way your titties bounce, Baby," Dad said with a laugh.

With the way Dad was carrying on, we weren't expecting the withering hostility that filled the kitchen.� Aunt Sally was positively red in the face.� Uncle Ned, he had the look like Dad did when he was at the boiling point. Uncharacteristically my mother snarled, "Hope you like your breakfast cold!"� The cold scrambled eggs and cold grits were barely palpable, but Teddy and I ate without complaint.� Tim and Beth just dabbled in the food.

Suddenly Aunt Sally rose and stood behind Tim.� His glasses flew off and landed in his grits when she cuffed him behind the head.� "Your own sister!" she blurted out.

Dad came to the rescue.� "Now, Sally, there's no need for that!� They're just kids.� Horny as hell kids.� Look at them, they all look years older than they are!� What did you expect?� That she'd remain a virgin until twenty one?"

"It's incest!� That's what the matter!"

"Okay.� I'll accept that, but raging hormones and bloodlines have little to do with each other."

"She's pregnant, Bill!"

"You don't know that!"

"God!� Pregnant by her two cousins and her own brother!"

"Only one is possible, Sally, not all three."

"She's too young!"

"Hmmm. don't look too young to me.� Look at those tits!"

"Bill, please," interject my mother.� "Sally is just trying to protect Beth."

"From what?� Doing what comes natural?"

"It's just so... tawdry!" added Aunt Sally.

"And your first time?� That wasn't tawdry?"

"Bill, let's not bring up..."

Dad cut Aunt Sally off.� "You weren't any older than she is.� If I recall correctly, there were five of us at that after‑school party in your bedroom.� You, me, Ned, Roberto and your stepbrother.� Beth only did three out of the box!� You did four."

"I made a mistake."

"Mistake hell!� You loved it!� You still love it!� She's no different than you were at her age!"

Still pleading her case, Aunt Sally pointed out that Ronnie was her step‑brother, not her real brother."

"You grew up with Ronnie!� It's the same thing!"

"Sally, Bill's right," added Uncle Ned calmly.� His countenance had changed dramatically. "The genie is out of the bottle.� Our little girl is a gangbanging slut, just like her mother."

"A gangbanging slut, am I? And you're so pure, Ned?"

"No, I'm a whore monger. I love gangbanging sluts... I married you didn't I?"

"Yes, you did, darling," Aunt Sally replied sweetly.� Then in an abrupt change of countenance she snarled, "And just for that, you won't get any for a week."

"We'll see about that," replied Ned.

"Can we stick to the problem at hand?" interjected my mom.

�"Like I said," continued Uncle Ned, "the genie is out of the bottle. The guys, I can't blame them at all.� Hell, I'd fuck her too!"

"Ned!� I won't have any of that!� You hear me!� That goes for Bill too!" yelled Aunt Sally.� "I'll cut your balls off while you sleep!� I'll..."

"Will you just shut up!" snarled Uncle Ned.� "I just meant that if I were in the boys' shoes... I'd do her too. We're not going to fuck her."

"Speak for yourself," quipped my dad unhelpfully.

Aunt Sally turned on Dad, "Bill, I swear, if you..."

"Relax woman!" shouted Uncle Ned across the table.� "Now, we've got a problem and we need to find a solution. Now, I assume that they have all done her once, maybe more.� No stopping that now, they'll all do her again and again.� But they did her without rubbers and she's prime for an unwanted pregnancy."

"I'll call Roberto," my mother said.� "He's a gynecologist.� He'll know what to do."

"Good idea," agreed my dad.� "If there's fix for this, he'll know."

As always, Mom and Dad knew what to do.� With a plan of some sort formulated and breakfast over, Dad sent us out to "play".� Aunt Sally, however, told Beth that she had to stay, help clean up and then have a girl talk.

Once outside and out of ear‑shot, Tim exclaimed, "Whoa!� That was a trip!� Your dad and my Mom... Uncle Ronnie?"

"Yeah and your dad and my mom.� Your mom and my mom and Dr. Roberto!� Pretty wild, huh?" I added.

"Who is Dr. Roberto?"

"Actually it's Dr. Gallo," I answered.� "He's not a regular doctor, he's Mom's special doctor.� Friend of the family.� Comes over and parties with his girlfriend too.� Guess they've all known each for a long time."

We just kind of hung out, not really doing anything for the rest of the morning, hoping that Beth would come out to "play".�� Around noon, Mom called us in for lunch.� It was announced that the doctor would over later in the afternoon and that everything would be fine.� Uncle Ned commented that it was rare for a doctor to make house calls anymore, especially on Christmas Eve.

Once lunch was over and the dishes were picked up, Uncle Ned said, "Bethany, you can do whatever you want.� It's perfectly natural."� Then moving his finger in circle around Teddy, Tim and me he added, "But try to keep your activities to a small circle of lovers.� We just moved here.� You don't want a reputation as a tramp."� He then he added, "Boys, when a girl says 'no', it's no.� Always remember that."��� Then he sent us all out to "do whatever we wanted" until Dr. Gallo got there and fixed Beth.

"Did I get that right?" asked Teddy once we made it to the carriage house.� "We can do what we want... as in, we can do it?"

"Yes," said Beth.� "It's all up to me, so you had better be nice to me from now on.� Right now, I just want to be with Willy."� Teddy and Tim dejectedly accepted that and wandered off to do whatever, leaving the carriage house to Beth and me.� Once inside, I went for the tits.

"Not now, Willy!" I was reprimanded.� "Let's just talk."

Talk?� Who wanted to talk?� Not me, but talk we did.� She told me how special I was to her.� How she wouldn't do anything with anyone else if I didn't want her to.� How she would treat me special and how she expected me to treat her special.� Oh, she was special all right.� The one‑sided conversation just died away like a fading campfire. In its place another fire flared, one that resulted in joyful copulation.� Beth's motor was really humming when Teddy and Tim and came in to watch and then join in.� It was a wonderful early afternoon.

We were all naked in a pile.� I was screwing her from the back while she sucked on her brother's dick to get him up again, when Uncle Ned came to fetch her for her appointment with the doctor.

Well fucked, dripping cum and unashamed in her father's presence she asked innocently, "Where's my swim suit, Daddy?"

"Swim suit?� Forget about it, Beth.� Dr. Gallo is going to want you nude.� So, why bother?" replied her father.� "Now get that pretty ass moving girl!� Can't keep the doctor waiting!"

"But, Daddy, I don't know him. I've never..."

"You'll get to know him, now let's go!"

Uncle Ned grabbed her by the arm and escorted her naked to the house.� Of course we all followed, grabbing our swim trunks on the way out.� It was quite a sight seeing Beth, frog‑marched by Uncle Ned across the yard with nary a stitch of clothes on her.� Pulling on our trunks while trying to keep up with Uncle Ned was quite a feat, but we all managed and filed in right behind them, letting the screened door close but once.

I had seen Dr. Gallo and his "nurse" at our house several times as they were regulars at Mom and Dad's sex parties, but I'd never really talked to him.� I knew that he was Cuban and I expected some sort of accent like Ricky Ricardo, but he was as plain spoken as everyone else I knew.� I guess that's because he grew up here.� However, he did look a lot like Ricky Ricardo.

Dr. Gallo and his nurse were waiting in the living room, chatting with Mom, Dad and Aunt Sally.� Compared to our very casual state of attire, he was very well dressed in neatly pressed power blue slacks and one those knit shirts with an alligator on it, and alligator skin loafers.� You could tell he was a doctor because he had a stethoscope around his neck.� His nurse was dressed all in white, not a white uniform, but white short‑shorts and a white blouse tied under her boobs and white high‑heeled pumps.� As was the style back then, she had big‑hair, like Mom and Aunt Sally, but her flaming red hair was piled at least a foot high rather than six inches or so.

When Aunt Sally saw that Uncle Ned had brought her in nude, she exclaimed, "Oh, Ned!� Really!"

"This is the way I found her," replied my uncle flatly.

Dr. Gallo smiled broadly when he saw Beth.� "Ah, so this is my new 'special' patient," he began.� "Come closer, Bethany, so that I can see you better."� Her modesty suddenly restored, poor Beth was blushing furiously.� "Don't be shy, child."� Released from her father's grip, Beth inched cautiously forward, covering herself with her hands as best she could.

He introduced his assistant as Rita and then told Beth to put her hands down as he needed to make an assessment.� "Now turn around, slowly." Slowly as instructed, Beth turned.� Dad had the biggest smile I'd ever seen.� Dr. Gallo seemed detached as he studied her budding form.� "You are beautifully well portioned," remarked the doctor.

"I understand that you've been a naughty girl," the doctor said with an amused smile.� "On Christmas Eve of all days!� Of course it is possible to be naughty and nice, or have you been nice and naughty?"� He looked over at us and asked, "Are these the lucky boys you've been so naughty with?"� Beth nodded her head.� "They may be boys, but they are also men, virile men, and you my dear child are a young woman.� Do you want to have a baby?"� Beth shook her head.� "Very well.� Let's get started."

"First I must make a general assessment of your over all heath."� Without saying a word, Rita‑the‑nurse rummaged through his black bag and produced an otoscope for the doctor.� "Now say, 'Ahhhhh'."� He looked down Beth's throat and into each ear.� I was curious to know what that had to do with fixing her problem. Before he finished the first ear, Nurse Rita had stuck a thermometer under her tongue.� Then the doctor put on the stethoscope and began listening to her heart and lungs.� Meanwhile, in a display of practiced efficiency, Nurse Rita put a pressure cuff on her arm and took her pulse and blood pressure.

Having satisfied himself that she was indeed alive and well, he reached out and cupped her right breast, manipulating the pliable tit flesh in search of any lumps.� "No lumps or masses," he intoned while his nurse took down notes.� Then he pulled on her nipple for a moment, before letting it pop back.� "Good erectile response."� Having finished the right boob, he moved on to the left and examined it.� Playing with her tit, Dr. Gallo chuckled, "You know, Beth, this is one of the best parts of my job."

Again, Aunt Sally protested, "Roberto, please!� You're embarrassing her."� Dr. Gallo ignored my aunt and continued to play with Beth's left tit and nipple.

"Well, you certainly seem to be in fine health," the doctor commented.� "Now, come with me, sweetheart."� He led her back into the kitchen where someone had placed a clean sheet on the kitchen table. "Now sit up on the table."� Beth hopped up on the table, looking about nervously.

The doctor said something to Nurse Rita that was unintelligible to me.� She then reached into the black bag and handed something to him.� "This is an IUD, an Intrauterine Device," instructed the doctor holding up what appeared to be a string attached to a spring.� "We won't use this one, as it's not sterile.� Now the little coil here is made of copper.� I am going to insert one of these into your uterus.� Basically, when a fertilized egg moves down the fallopian tube and enters the uterus, it will attach to the uterine wall and start to grow.� At that point, you're pregnant. However, if something's not right, the egg won't stick.� It just sort of rattles around until it's flushed out during menstruation."

"Now, we're not really sure why it works, but with the IUD in place, the fertilized egg will not attach to the uterus.� In other words, you won't get pregant.� You follow me?... Any questions?

"Fine.� Right, now you have the sperm of how many boys inside you?"

"Uh, three," she replied in a small voice.

"Three!� You have been nice and naughty indeed!� Well, you only need one to get pregnant. I understand that you are in the middle of your cycle."

"Yes, sir."

"Okay.� How long has it been since you first had sex?"

"With Willy?"

"If it was with Willy, then yes."

"Uh, last night, about midnight," she replied.

"Midnight, mmmm... That makes it sixteen hours ago.� Well, by now, Willy's sperm has probably scored a direct hit.� The fertilized egg will soon start down towards the uterus. By this time tomorrow it will try to attach itself and start growing into a baby.� With a little bit of luck, it won't attach after I have inserted this.� Problem is, we may be too late... Do you understand?"

"Uh, I guess... Willy said a virgin couldn't get pregnant."

Dr. Gallo laughed, "Once he fucked you, darling, you're no longer a virgin."

"Oh," she replied softly.� Everyone looked at me and my ears began to burn as my utter ignorance became obvious to all.

"Okay, darling, lie back."� Beth did as she was told.� "Ned, I don't have any stirrups, so you'll have to help me out, Dad.� Now I need for you to get up on the table so that you can hold her legs apart for me."� Uncle Ned hesitated, but when Dr. Gallo prodded him, he climbed up, straddling her on his knees.� Dr. Gallo lifted her legs.� Uncle Ned gripped her under the knees and opened her up.

Again Aunt Sally piped in.� "Do the boys have to watch this?"

"Hell woman, she's been fucking them all day," replied Ned with a hint of irritation in his voice.� "Let them watch!"

"Indeed," added the doctor enthusiastically.� "One of them may be inspired to become a doctor!"

"Well, it's just not right!" answered Aunt Sally indignantly.

The doctor turned to her.� "If you're going to be an interfering mother, then please, Sally, excuse yourself!" Aunt Sally glared, but she became mum.

"Now I need to examine you, darling.� Spread her wide, Dad."

We gathered in close to watch, Teddy, Tim, my dad and myself.

"Labia are puffy and swollen," remarked Dr. Gallo.� "Not surprising considering her activities."� Then he swiped a finger up her slit and held it up so everyone could see the milky fluid he scooped up.� "Your suspicions were correct, Dad.� I do believe this is semen!"

"Roberto!" injected my aunt.� "Shouldn't you be using gloves?"

"Not with my special patients!� You should know that Sally.� I've never examined you with gloves.� Have I?... Oh, now not to worry, Mommy.� I won't fuck her when I'm finished."

"Roberto..."

"I'll fuck you instead!� It's been a long time, Sally.� Much too long.� Now hush up and let me do my work."

The doctor turned back to his patient.� He slid a finger deep into her cunt and felt around.� "Now boys, let me tell you.� This is the best part of being a gynecologist.� You get to play with pussies all day long.� Hmmm, no lesions, but there is still a small piece of the hymen attached," he observed with practiced detachment. Then he inserted two fingers.� "Nice and tight.� That's good.� Otherwise I might think your daddy was fucking you too," he quipped, "and then I'd be duty bound to report him to the authorities."

"Drop the crap," snarled Uncle Ned.

"It's true, but seeing that this isn't an official visit, I won't need to report anything."

Then continuing his irreverent prattle, he added, "You should see the look on your daddy's face, Beth.� Priceless!"

My dad was in stitches, but Ned just glared at the doctor.� The doctor removed one finger and began sawing in and out her hole.� "Yes, Dad, she has a very nice vagina.� Perfect for performing it's intended purpose.� Now, I'm going to rub it right here," he said,� "Right there... Now tell me if it hurts."� Beth shook her head and began bucking her hips.� "Good thrusting response, too," the doctor observed.

"Oh!" moaned Beth.� "Oh!"

"Tell me if you want me to stop."

Beth didn't reply, but began squirming around and pulling on her nipples.� Uncle Ned had to struggle to keep her legs open for the doctor. Then her tits sort of turned pink as she writhed about with her legs shaking, her toes curled up and moaning gutturally in pleasure.

My dad leaned over and whispered something to Dr. Gallo.� Continuing his examination, Dr. Gallo grinned and nodded.� Dad then walked to the side and in a flash, he yanked down Uncle Ned's bathing suit.

"Son of a bitch!" laughed my uncle as his big hard cock sprang out and then bounced around.� "You bastard!"� We all had a good laugh at my uncle's plight.

"See, darling.� Your daddy has a hard‑on for you too!" laughed the doctor.� My dad grabbed one of Beth's hands, pulling it between Uncle Ned's legs to place it on her father's cock.� "Nice dick, huh, darling!" laughed the doctor, while Uncle Ned cursed his brother mightily.

There was Beth, her hand wrapped around her daddy's dong while the doctor's finger palpated deep with her.� By this time even I had figured out that this wasn't a standard medical examination.� "Oh, look out," laughed Dr. Gallo, "he's going to drip all over you!� Way to go, Daddy!"� Sure enough, a long strand on clear liquid dripped off his cock and plopped onto her belly.

Uncle Ned continued to curse his mischievous brother and the fun loving doctor.� I glanced over at Mom and my aunt.� They both had a hand to their face and were looking away from what was happening to cousin Bethany.

Maintaining a firm grip on her dad's dripping dick, Beth stopped bucking and her breathing returned to normal.� The doctor had stopped palpating her and began to lewdly finger fuck her with long slow strokes that made a wet smacking noise.� "Beth, I want you to pretend my finger's Willy's dick," began the doctor, "or any other dick for that matter.� Now relax when it penetrates you, but when it withdraws, clamp down on it with your pussy.� Clamp down!� Relax.� Clamp down!� Relax.� That's a girl.� You fuck a guy like that and he'll be back for more!� Clamp down.� Relax.� Very good!� Very good indeed!� You're gonna make fine fuck toy for these lucky boys!"

He extracted his finger and held it up to Uncle Ned's nose.� "Well, Dad, what do you think?� Fine pussy.� Mighty fine pussy.� Grade A pussy in fact."

His hand returned to her cunt as he spread her lips open.� "Boys, look here!� See this bump?� That's her clitoris.� Can you say clitoris?... Play with this boys and you'll send her in orbit.� Now I expect each of you boys to practice with her.� Actually, it's hidden right now, but if do something like this..."� Then he began rapidly swiping across her hooded clit with his finger, back and forth, back and forth until she was gasping and bucking around again. "Look!� There it is! It's poking out!� See that!"

"Oh, Roberto, please!" fruitlessly pleaded my aunt as Bethany let out wailing cry.

"This is very important!" he replied.� "Young girls should have responsive clits.� I'm sure that you and the boys will be pleased to know that Bethany's clit is very responsive indeed!"

The doctor stopped twiddling her twat, took her hand and started it moving up and down Uncle Ned's dick.� With just a little bit of encouragement, her hand went on automatic, jerking on her daddy's bulging prick.� I had expected Uncle Ned to direct yet another string of curses toward the good doctor, but instead he just mumbled and whispered to himself.

Apparently completing his assessment exam Dr. Gallo declared, "She appears to be in perfect health." Then turning to Nurse‑Rita, he asked for a medium‑sized speculum.� The nurse produced this thing that sort of looked to me like curious cross between a handgun and a pair of pliers.� The doctor then pushed the "barrel" into Beth's cunt and then squeezed the two handles together.� To my amazement, the "barrel" separated and spread open her vaginal canal.

Using a penlight he peered inside.� Reaching back with his free hand he commanded, "Forceps!"� He probed for a moment and then retracted the instrument with a small piece of tissue attached.

He turned to me holding up his find.� "Willy.� Do you have a chemistry set?"

"Uh, sure!" I answered the incongruous question.

"You have a clean test tube and a cork?"

"I guess."

"Well, you're a lucky boy!� This is a remnant of her hymen.� We'll put it in the test tube with some rubbing alcohol.� That will preserve it as a trophy for your first cheery picking."�� Then he placed it on a small dish that his nurse held out.

"Okay, boys, gather around and see what a nice pussy looks like on the inside."� We all jockeyed for position while the doctor illuminated the glistening pink interior.� "Now all the way in the back, you'll see a hole that's closed up.� That's her cervix.� Beyond the cervix is her uterus.� That's where babies grow.� Believe it not, when a baby is born, the cervix opens wide enough for the baby to come through it to be born."

"Wow!" Teddy exclaimed.

"Neat!" remarked her brother Tim.

I was simply awestruck by the wonder of it all.� While we were still intently looking up Beth's fuck hole, Uncle Ned let out a loud, "Oh fuck!" just as the first big glop of his stuff splashed down on her pussy mound.

"Okay, anatomy class is over," the doctor declared moving us out of the way.� "Rita, the device."

Rita opened a package.� The doctor carefully lifted the IUD with a new forceps.� "Okay Ned, you've had your fun, but I now need you hold her very still!"� Then peering inside her, he inserted the forceps.� Ten seconds later, he removed the forceps and released the locking mechanism on the speculum.� Her pussy hole closed up and he retracted the curious device.

"There, all done!" he declared.� "Okay, Dad, you can let her go."� Releasing her legs, Ned rocked back and in doing so, wound up sitting his bare ass down on Beth's face!

"Get off of her, Ned!" commanded his wife as she pushed her way to her daughter.

Uncle Ned, realizing what he had done, moved off with a quickness that belied his size.� "Oh, sorry, baby!" he apologized, kicking at his swimwear until his legs were free.

Beth didn't seem too upset.� In fact she was laughing, as she helped push her daddy's ass way.

"Oh, Bethany," comforted her mother, "are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Mommy!" she said rubbing her pussy and rubbing in her daddy's spunk�� "I really like that Doctor Gallo!"

"Well, sweetie," replied the doctor, "I like you too.� Now, there may be some bleeding over the next days.� That's perfectly normal, but if it's too heavy, call me.� Also, and this is very important, a few days after your period, you must reach up inside and feel around for the little string.� The spring‑like portion is inside your uterus.� The string comes through your cervix and into your vagina.� If you can feel the string, the IUD is in place.� If you can't feel it, it may have been expelled.� In that case, I need to replace it.

"Now seeing that your father has the greatest financial stake in keeping the IUD in place, as well as long fingers, I suggest you let him determine if it's still there or not."

"Roberto!� You can't be serious!" declared my aunt.

"I'm perfectly serious.� Girl's got a deep pussy.� Just like her mother.� Your fingers are too short, Sally and so are hers.� Ned can reach it easily.� Now, it's time for my special fee."

"You said you wouldn't..."

"Relax, mother hen.� I not going to fuck her.� She shouldn't be fucked for the next few hours.� Not until things have settled down inside a bit...

"You got that boys?� No fucking until later tonight!"

Turning his attention back to my bikini‑clad aunt, the doctor helped himself to a large tit.� "Besides, she's a little too young for a grown man.� Boys are okay, but I'll hold off until she's grown some more.� But you, my dear Sally... oh, it's been much too long!� How about if you, me and your sister‑in‑law get comfortable and get reacquainted."

I looked over at Nurse‑Rita.� Dad was behind her with both hands up her blouse.� Ned, wearing only his Santa hat, was untying her top.

'Oh boy!' I thought.� 'A party!� And we're invited!'

Much to my chagrin, Mom told us to beat it.� Somewhat dejectedly, we filed out with Beth in tow.

The sun was rapidly fading.� In a moment of inspiration, I sent Teddy to fetch us a blanket that we spread out on the grass looking into the big picture window.� While Santa began his journey from the North Pole, we watched the adults having sex in various combinations, some of which were quite shocking!

That was indeed a magical Christmas to remember, one that gave new meaning to 'Joy to the World'.� Cousin Bethany had her cherry popped and we three boys all lost our virginities too.� Not only that, but Beth had gotten her first choo‑choo.

Fortunately the good doctor's emergency house call was successful in staving off an unwanted pregnancy.

Dr. Gallo was also right about another thing.� Watching him work inspired me to become a doctor, a gynecologist just like him.� He was completely right about the benefits of playing with pussies all day long and being paid to do it.� Joy!� Joy!� Joy!� There's no other job quite like it.� None whatsoever.

THE END