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 DIFFICULT TIMES BRING HAPPINESS

   BY HAPPENSTANCE

   I was leading a happy middle-class life: Had a red sandstone house in a
lovely part of the city, a husband, two children, and was working as a
coach at a local girls' swimming pool.  We used to regularly entertain
guests at our house, which I had painstakingly decorated; and I used to
spend every morning and evening tending to our garden, which had all sorts
of flowers and vegetables; and sometimes we used to go out of town for
short holidays.  So, all in all, we were living a pretty good life.    But
then suddenly, and painfully, life took a wrong turn.    My husband, who
was working at a shoe factory, had a friend who was always struggling to
keep a job and was always short of money.  This friend, whom I never liked,
somehow convinced my husband to start his own shoe business.  When I heard
my husband's plans, I was furious and told him not to leave his job, not to
invest all our money in a business and not to listen to that
good-for-nothing friend of his.  But my husband's mind was made up, he
refused to see sense and, without even telling me, left his job, took our
savings and on top of that a bank loan, and decided to open a shoe factory
in partnership with his friend.    I do not know all the details, as my
husband has never told me, but before he could even start the paperwork for
the factory, this friend of his ran away with all the money, including the
money we had taken from the bank.  We tried to find him, even going as far
as hiring private detectives, but he simply vanished with everything we
had.   The shock of the loss had a devastating impact on my husband. 
First, he tried to find his friend and then, after four months of desperate
and futile search, he went into severe depression and when the bank and
other lenders started harassing him, he simply took his bags and ran away,
leaving me behind with the two children.    I tried to manage things, even
taking up one more job, but with lenders constantly on my back, with
neighbors talking and with the bills pilling up, I had no choice but to
move, so I sold the house, the cars, the jewelry and everything I could,
paid whatever I could to the lenders and moved to another city with little
money and two children.    The cash shortage was so severe that I could
only afford to rent a small apartment in a rundown part of the city.  The
apartment had two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a washroom, that's
all.  I knew I had to stretch whatever cash I had, so I decided to sublet
the other room, while I lived in the main bedroom with my children.  I
searched around for any women willing to live in that filthy neighborhood,
and luckily found two girls in their 20s, who agreed to live in the other
room.  The girls said they were working at a nearby 24/7, but were actually
prostitutes.

    I had never, not even in my dreams, thought that I would be living in
such a dangerous and dirty building with hookers, strippers, pimps, drug
users, drug pushers, muggers and all sorts of shady characters, but my
financial situation was so bad that I was willing to sublet the apartment
to any woman - men, not even friends or guests, were not allowed inside the
apartment.    As soon as I moved in into the neighborhood, I took up a job
as a teacher at the local school, which suited me fine as the two girls
were working at nights and could keep an eye on my daughter, Irene, 16, and
son, Derek, 17.    Life was hectic and difficult.  Each morning, I got up
at six, prepared breakfast for all of us, drove down to the school and
after school went to swim in a public pool, which was in the different part
of the city, came home, went through the schoolchildren's books, did
household chores and prepared dinner.  The children went to school by bus
as they had to go later than me.    Since all three of us were living in
one room, privacy was an issue, but day-to-day problems were so huge that
privacy - or rather lack of it - soon became just one of the problems.  At
night, we used to sleep on one bed, there was no room for couch or
anything, and that was difficult for all of us.  But money problems, the
bad neighborhood and lack of husband/father occupied our minds so much that
spending the nights on one bed became just one of those things.    While
privacy was an issue for us, the girls, living in the next room, had no
such qualms.

   They would come back from work early in the morning, and we would find
them sitting in the living room smoking, half-drunk and still in their work
clothes, with ample showing of their boobs, shoulders, backs and legs. 
Sometimes, we would find them sleeping on the living room's couch wearing
see-through tops and thongs and sometimes they would come into the kitchen
in their bras and panties.  Initially, I did not like their half-nakedness
and told them to cover up, but, after working long nights, they were so
drunk, broken and tired that after telling them three or four times, I just
felt bad for them and did not have the heart to further ruin their day.   
While I was uncomfortable with such a naked display, Irene was watching
and, apparently, copying their every move, especially the way they walked
with their chest out and moved their hips.  Another person closely watching
and enjoying was Derek, who couldn't take his eyes off their bodies.

   As the days went by, we settled in and adjusted to the new life and its
surprises.

   Within a month or so, I got friendly with the girls, and we started
going out for drinks and they started telling me about their lives, their
expectations and their customers.

   They said middle-aged men and older people were the best clients because
they didn't rush into things and paid well; some youngsters have fallen in
love with them, but they will never marry a customer; while one of them
doesn't have a problem with taking it in the back, the other doesn't do
anal; sometimes they do get an orgasm, especially when the client is nice;
and they enjoy playing roles.

   While I got friendly with them, Derek took every opportunity to see as
much as he could and, after a month or so, he got pretty used to their
semi-naked bodies.  But Irene wasn't so easily satisfied.  She tried to
copy their walk and wore their clothes, she once even wore one of their
thongs, and when the girls found out she had worn their thong, they went
out and bought a black one for her, and Irene wore it and displayed it to
all of us.    We were all now good friends and were comfortable with each
other, so when one morning one of the girls came into my room - Derek was
there getting ready to go to school - I didn't find it odd or anything. 
She sat down on the bed next to me and, without saying a word, lifted her
brown bra and started showing me how a customer had bitten and bruised her
right nipple and her boob.  Derek and I stared in shock at the red marks
all over her boob - although I think Derek was staring at her boobs for
altogether different reasons.  I told her to apply some cream over the
bruises and to inform police, but she said it will heal itself and has
already told her pimp, who will take care of the customer.

   While I was talking to her, the other girl entered the room, wearing
only a blue T-shirt and an ash colored panties, and started washing the
girl's bruised boob with a wet cloth.  The sight of her bruises had shocked
and saddened me so much that I had completely forgotten that Derek was
sitting there watching everything, but when I realized he was there, I
turned toward him and told him to stop staring and get ready for the school
bus.    After couple of days, the boob was completely healed, the client
was in hospital with broken bones and the girl was back in business.   
Irene, meanwhile, was now seriously into wearing their clothes, although
only inside the apartment.  On every weekend, she would strut around the
house all day long in low-cut dresses, in dresses with slits reaching up to
her beautiful thighs, in tank tops with her stomach exposed and sometimes
she would walk around the house in nothing but a bra and a panties.  I
shouted at her, screamed at her, but the more I told her not to dress like
that, the more she threw back her short brown hair, pushed her perfectly
round, perky boobs out and swayed her young, tight bums.  The more I told
her to dress properly, the more she acted like a slut.    By the time
summers came, she had shed most of her clothes.    Summers were turning out
to be a difficult period because the heat was baking the house and
everything else, even the girls were not getting that many clients as the
customers preferred to stay home rather than look for girls in the
scorching heat.

   The sun was boiling the apartment so much that even Derek, who until now
had kept his clothes on, decided it was much more bearable to wear shorts
and nothing else, so we had the girls walking around the house in bras and
panties and the boy in shorts.

   This undressing was especially problematic at nights because all three
of us were sharing the same bed, which meant that Derek would be in the bed
in shorts, Irene in her bra, with half of her boobs out, and in shorts
sleeping next to Derek, while I would be on her other side her in either a
nightgown or a loose T-shirt and shorts.  I remained covered up until the
heat got worse, and, then, I too decided to get rid of the T-shirt.  So,
now the whole house was in a semi-naked state.

   When I decided to shed the T-shirt, it wasn't such a big surprise for my
son, after all we had been living and sleeping in the same room for some
time now, which meant he had already glimpsed me in a bra while I was
either changing clothes or had just come of the washroom.  But to actually
see my big boobs and the blue veins was a totally new and exciting
experience for him.

   On the morning I decided to get rid of my T-shirt, his deep black eyes
followed the each and every moment of my boobs and the pink nipples hidden
under a green colored bra.  I knew he was watching me, but didn't say
anything to him because I knew he would get used to my body just like he
got used to Irene's and the two girls' bodies.  When the girls and Irene
saw me, they gave a big smile and said: "Well, the heat finally got you".  
That morning all of us sat down, resting our semi-naked boobs on the table,
and had breakfast together.    Here, I would a bit digress to tell you that
I knew my son would have tried something with the girls; after all they
were parading their beautiful bodies in front of him all day long.  So, I
asked the girls whether he had tried anything with them, but they just
smiled and told me not to worry, he was in good hands.  (Although I was
pretty sure he had done both of them.) When they refused to reveal
anything, I told them to make sure he was careful.

   Once I saw him sucking the nipples of one of the girl's, who had her
arms around his broad shoulders.  When she saw me enter the living room,
she quickly pushed his face away from her and pushed her boobs back into
her cream colored bra.  He, on the other hand, simply lifted his head up
and sat down on the couch in front of the TV.  At another time, I saw the
other girl rubbing her hand over his cock under the table when we were
having lunch.  Both of them thought I wasn't looking, but, from the corner
of my eye, I could see her hand moving back and forth.  Then sometimes, on
returning to the apartment from some chore, I would find him in their room,
with the door locked.    After couple of weeks, it was time for the
school's summer holidays, so I also took 15 days' leave but, since we did
not have enough money to go anywhere, there was nothing to do but spend
most of our time inside the boiling apartment.

   The mornings were okay, because the girls were awake, but the evenings
were pretty boring as the girls were out on work and that left just the
three of us cooped up inside the house watching TV and lazing around the
apartment.  I was finding the holidays boring, but Derek and Irene were
having the best of time, especially Derek, who was spending the whole time
watching me, Irene and the two girls in semi-naked state day and night.   
He would watch us walking in a bathrobe, with our cleavages and thighs
fully exposed; he would see me changing my clothes right in front of him,
although I kept my bra and panties on; he would see us in tight tops
without our bras, sometimes our erect nipples would be clearly visible;
sometimes he would see all of us at breakfast only in our bras and panties,
although this did not happen every day.    Once in a while, I would catch a
faint glimpse of his package, especially when he was in pajamas and was not
wearing underwear - and the sight did not disappoint me.    While the boy
was busy with us, Irene was not too far behind.  She would laze around the
house in small shorts and a top, without a bra, exposing her long slender
legs, her smooth thighs, her young bums, her tight stomach and her
perfectly shaped boobs and nipples to us, including Derek.  She even
started wearing the tarty clothes of the girls outside the house.  She
looked especially exquisite in a red backless dress, which was held
together by two strings around her sleek neck, and a slit that extended up
to her inner thighs.  Her 5'8 body looked ravishing in that dress,
especially the shape of her fully ripped boobs and her hips.    She knew
she had a devastating affect and exploited the situation to the hilt.  She
would go out wearing these dresses, stare at the neighborhood men with her
deep blue eyes and the guys would go crazy over her short brown hair, her
sharp features, her sensuous neck and her bright red lips.  Within days,
she had a long list of admirers, most of whom only wanted to a piece of
that sixteen-year-old body.  She also started to go out to the local clubs
with the two girls, and started dating boys from her school.  She was
naughty, a real naughty, girl.    Once she took a photograph of me when I
was wearing a thong, and then asked everybody, including Derek, to identify
whose fully exposed bum it was.  My son not only recognized it in a second,
which simultaneously made me feel embarrassed and glad, he also downloaded
it into his cell phone.  When I asked him why he wanted a photo of my naked
bum, he laughed and replied: "To keep it as a memory of you when you grow
old."   Everything was going well until one afternoon, when I received a
call on the phone, and heard the distinct voice of my husband, Brad, on the
other end of the line.    The minute I heard his voice, my heart literally
skipped a beat and I just curled up in my bed.  In his deep voice, he told
me he was tired of hiding and running away from lenders and wanted to come
back home.  I knew, I should have slammed the phone down the minute I heard
his voice, but I had been so lonely and things had been so difficult that
instead of slamming the phone down, I started longing for him and wanted
him near me that very second.    He asked me about our children and how I
was coping with the financial problems.  I told him I have sublet one room,
but he shouldn't worry because I would ask the girls to move out and he
would get the master bedroom.  He told me he had missed me a lot, and would
be with us in two days' time.  After he hung up, I immediately told the
children, but only Irene was happy to hear that her daddy was coming back
home.  In the evening, I told the girls and they weren't too happy to be
thrown out of the house, but when they saw the happiness on my face, they
understood the situation and agreed to get a new place as soon as possible.
  The next two days were spent cleaning and sprucing up the place and,
thankfully, the girls got a room in the same building, five floors below
us. By the second day, the house was all spruced up.  I had bought flower
pots for the kitchen, had replaced the old bed sheets with new ones, had
cooked his favorite roast beef, and we waited for him in our best clothes.
In late afternoon, we heard a knock on the door and I instantly knew that
the one loud knock could only be his.    I rose from the living room couch,
inspected the children and the room and ran to welcome him back into my
arms.  When I opened the door, he stood there watching me with his dark
brown eyes then slowly and tightly he hugged and kissed me, his lips
bringing back the familiar smell of his body.  After holding me tightly for
a minute or so, he entered the apartment like he had always lived there,
glanced around the room and walked toward his children, who were watching
him intently.  First, he went to Derek and stretched out his arms to hug
him, but Derek, who wasn't looking forward to meet his dad, stretched out
his hand, so both settled for a handshake.    Then he moved toward Irene,
who, thankfully, was modestly dressed in a long orange skirt, black T-shirt
and, most importantly, was wearing a bra.  He stretched out his hand for a
handshake, but she stepped forward and hugged him tightly, burying her
whole body into his broad chest.  He patted her short brown hair and kissed
her on the forehead and sat down with her on the couch.  Derek and I sat
down on the couch opposite them.    His shirt, jeans and shoes looked old
and battered, his hair needed shampooing and he looked tired, but he still
looked handsome, rugged and desirable.  He placed his arms over Irene's
shoulders, brought her body closer to him and started telling us that he
had missed us a lot, was sorry to have left us like that and was mighty
glad to be back.  We continued talking for about 15 minutes, I gave him a
drink, brought him his clothes that I had kept all along and off he went to
the washroom for a bath.    After the bath, Brad had a cup of coffee and
went early to sleep.  I was sleeping next to him, while Irene and Derek
were in the other room, when late at night I felt his hands rubbing my back
and when I turned around, he started kissing me hungrily.

   Then in one swift move, he opened my blue nightgown and white bra and
started kissing, biting and sucking my voluptuous boobs and nipples, while
his fingers were all over my already aroused body.  After making my nipples
erect and my big boobs heaving, he slowly started kissing my stomach, my
thighs and the front of my cream colored panties.  While he removed my
panties, I took off his gray shorts, white underwear and welcomed his
massive cock into my dripping wet cunt.

   When he started fucking my cunt as if he was waiting for it for months,
I knew our children would hear us and told him not to make so much noise,
but the only thing on his mind was to fuck me as hard as he could and
nothing was going to keep him down.

   After releasing all his frustrations, shortcomings and the past into my
cunt, he lay there naked next to me and when I got up to wash myself, he
grabbed my arms and asked me to sleep naked, which wasn't such as bad idea
considering the room was already boiling hot and after our session we were
sweating even more.

   It was early morning, I was in deep sleep, when I felt something on my
lips and when I opened my eyes, I saw his already erect cock trying to
enter my mouth, so I opened my mouth and started sucking his cock and
licking his balls.

   We started kissing, touching and feeling each other's bodies, and he
slowly started kissing my neck and then my boobs, licking my pink nipples
like a hungry boy, he then kissed my stomach, my thighs, my feet, my mound
and put his tongue inside my cunt.  I was, obviously, wreathing in
pleasure, curling my toes, moving my legs in ecstasy, and my cunt was
dripping cum all over his tongue.  He brought his tongue near my mouth, and
I cleaned it with my lips.

   He then lay back on his front, and I kissed the back of his neck, his
back, his thighs and his legs.  When my mouth reached his inner thighs, he
lifted his bum a little and, since I knew what he wanted, I cleaned his bum
hole with my tongue, pushing my tongue as deep as I could into his hole and
completely cleaned it.

   Satisfied with my performance, he climbed on top of me and started
fucking my cunt with his huge cock.  After coming inside my cunt, he took
me to the washroom where I washed his cock and cleaned myself then held his
cock while he peed.

   I was in the kitchen laying out the table for breakfast, when I saw
Derek opening the apartment door and going out without even saying a word
to me.  Two minutes later, Irene tip-toed into the kitchen, wearing nothing
but a mauve colored bra and matching panties.  Before I could ask her to
cover up, she whispered to me that dad and I had kept Derek and her awake
all night, and that is why Derek had stormed out of the house without
having breakfast.

   I did not know what to say, so I told her to go back to her room and put
on something.

   She smiled and said: "Today, mom, you are looking very happy."

   She started to go back to her room, when Brad appeared from his room,
wearing only shorts, no shirt or underwear, and threw his arms around her
smooth, naked stomach, brought her near me and said: "She has grown up a
lot."

   I could see his eyes looking at her semi-naked boobs, her stomach, her
panties and her young, firm thighs.  He ran his fingers through her hair,
and pressed her near-naked back against his bare chest and her bum against
his cock.

   I wanted to say something, but was afraid of misreading a
father-daughter bond, so I kept my mouth shut.  She did not mind it all,
and, after hugging him tightly, went to her room.

   I saw he had a hard-on, which I am sure Irene must have felt against her
panties, but I did not know what to say, so I acted as if I had not seen
the huge bulge in his shorts.

   The rest of the morning was spent in the living room, with lots of
whiskey, and the three of us talked about the past, what we have been up to
and about our plans.

   The morning was pretty uneventful, although Brad couldn't apparently
keep his hands off me because he slapped my bum once or twice, kissed me on
the lips and even made me sit on his lap, all in front of Irene, who was
enjoying the public display of passion more than me.

   What I also noticed was that she was obeying his each and every order;
she was taking great joy in doing whatever he wanted, whereas I had to tell
her ten times before she did anything.  But I dismissed it as a daughter
trying to please her father.

   Brad went out to check out the neighborhood, while Irene went to her
friend's place, and both did not return until late evening.  Derek came
back after dinner and went straight to his room.

   In the morning, Brad started inspecting the whole house, and came to
Irene's and Brad's wardrobe and saw the thongs inside the wardrobe and
asked us who wore them.

   When Irene said she did, he closely looked at the thongs, then her and
then again at the thongs.  My daughter thought she was in trouble, so she
quietly took out her cell phone from her pocket and said to her dad: "Mom
wears them, too, look there is even a photo of her."

   He took the phone from her hand, looked at the photo of me in a thong,
and putting his hand on my right bum, said to her: "Send this photo to my
cell."

   Then he drew me closer, put his hand into the back pocket of my jeans
and nuzzled my huge breasts with his face and said: "You still look great."

   He gave her cell phone back to her, and told us that two of his friends
will come for lunch and we should be present as they were his special
friends.

   With that, he went out, and returned an hour or later with a bright
green dress for me, which had slits on both sides going up to my inner
thighs, and a deep neck.  He gave Irene a red cropped top and black short
skirt and asked her to wear them.

   She immediately went to change, while I said to him that I shouldn't
wear these clothes in front of his friends, but he said they were his good
friends and they plan to invest in his business, so we should try to
impress them instead of trying to act like prudes.

   Asking me to change into the dress, he went into the kitchen to prepare
lunch for the guests.

   While he was in the kitchen, Irene shouted from her room asking whether
she should wear a bra under the cropped top or not?  Before I could reply,
he shouted back to her that she shouldn't wear a bra.  When I came out of
the washroom, Irene was brushing her hair in front of the mirror and Brad
was telling her how important the two friends were for him and for us.

   When he saw me, his eyes, as always, went straight to my boobs, which
were nearly completely exposed, and gave me an admiring look.  Irene came
near me and, without any shame or hesitation, cupped my boobs and pushed
them up, leaving just the nipples hidden under the dress.  Then she turned
me around and, after having a good look, said: "Dad, mom is wearing a
thong."

   Hearing that, he came behind me, and, although I tried to stop him,
lifted my dress and gave a tight slap on my bum right in front of his
daughter.  She stood there in her top and skirt, revealing the shape of her
round perky boobs and nipples and her firm smooth thighs.  When Brad saw me
looking at her boobs, he came near her and hugged her from behind, shoving
his groin into her back, put his hands just below her boobs and kissed her
soft cheeks.

   By the time his two friends arrived, the lunch and both of us were ready
to be served.

   While Brad and his friends were busy drinking, Irene and I were laying
out the table and were conscious that both his friends were watching our
bodies.  Unlike me, Irene was enjoying the attention, and I don't know
whether it was the thought of parading her semi-naked body in front of
three men, or just the thought of pleasing her dad, but her nipples were
erect and clearly visible under the cropped top.  And to make matters
worse, she was swaying her hips while walking.

   I - apart from the fact that my voluptuous boobs were exposed and both
my thighs were naked - tried to behave myself as much as I could in the
given circumstances.  I thought the food would distract them, so I quickly
laid out the table, but even at the table both his friends kept looking at
our boobs, especially at Irene's erect nipples.

   After lunch, I wanted to go into my room, but Brad asked me to serve
them drinks, so had no choice but to sit with them.  During the whole
drinking session, both of his friends only spoke to Irene and me, which was
just a ruse to stare at our bodies.

   I was uncomfortable with the whole scene, but Irene was enticing them
more by sitting with her legs apart, by pushing her boobs out in the tight
top and by giving them the sly look.  Finally, after nearly two hours, both
men left and, as soon as they were out of the house, I heaved a sigh of
relief.

   As soon as they left, Brad asked Irene to make three drinks, and thanked
us for being the perfect host.  When Irene came back with the drinks, he
asked her to sit on his lap, and she was more than happy to do it.  She
asked him, in her seductive voice, whether she was a good hostess.  He
placed his left hand on her naked thighs, kissed her on her neck and said:
"Yes, you were."

   Hearing that, she gave him a big smile and buried her boobs into his
broad chest.

   I knew I had to say something to her, so I told her to get off his lap
and clean the kitchen, but he brushed me aside and started telling us that
these two friends were going to invest in a socks factory he plans to open.

   While he was telling us the story, his hand was slowly caressing Irene's
inner thighs and the fingers of his other hand were slightly touching her
right boob.  She, of course, was enjoying it.

   I couldn't watch it anymore, so got up and went to my room.  After
dinner, Derek came home, but went straight to his room and stayed there.

   Later in the night, Brad took off his clothes, my gown and fucked me
from behind, his hands cupping and squeezing my boobs.  Just like the
previous nights, our children could hear him fucking me.

   In the morning, I was in the kitchen when Brad called me and when I went
inside the bedroom; he was standing naked with his morning hard-on.  I knew
what I had to do, so I followed him to the washroom and held his cock,
while he peed and after shaking the last drops from his cock, washed my
hands and went back into the kitchen, where I saw a note by Derek saying
that he was going to stay with his friends for couple of days.

   The note left me sad but, I guess, I was expecting it.  Little later,
Brad came out of the room wearing a pajama, no underwear, and I told him
about Derek's note, but he just shrugged his shoulders and went into
Irene's room and stayed with her for more than 20 minutes.  She emerged
from her room in a pink tank top, no bra, and lavender colored panties.

   Irene never drank orange juice, never, but that morning when we sat down
for breakfast, Brad poured it into a large glass for her although he knew
she never drank it.  When I reminded him about it, he looked at Irene and
told her to drink it.  She did not even lift her head up or looked at him,
and drank the juice without any complain or protest.  I was taken aback by
the change in her, because it was impossible to force her to do anything.
After finishing her juice, she silently had her breakfast.

   Later, Brad and I went to do some shopping and other chores, and
returned home late in the evening, just before Irene left for her friend's
place.  She was already dressed, wearing an orange T-shirt, jeans and,
thankfully, a bra, but when Brad saw her, he marched her and me into her
room, opened her cupboard, took out cream colored shorts, her brother's
gray shirt and told her to wear them.

   She took the clothes from his hands and, without a word, took off her
jeans, revealing her long sensuous legs and her lovely thighs, and put on
the shorts over her crystal blue panties.  Then she took off her T-shirt,
and started putting on the gray shirt, while both Brad and I looked at her
boobs and the visible shape of her red nipples resting under a rose tan
cupless bra.

   After changing her clothes, and, without even looking at her dad, she
went to her friend's house.

   I was amazed at the whole scene, because I never thought Brad would
stand there and watch Irene change her clothes and also because I never
thought Irene would obey anybody's command so easily and so quietly.

   After she left, he lay down on her bed, told me to take off his jeans
and suck his cock.  He then made me lay down on the bed and started fucking
my mouth with his cock, and, just when he was about to come, he pushed it
deep into my throat, held my face with his hands and came inside my mouth,
forcing me to swallow as much cum as possible.

   After making sure that I had swallowed as much as I could, he took me to
the washroom, where I kneeled down on the floor, while he stood there with
his hands on his hips, and I cleaned his cock, balls, and when he turned
around, his hole with my tongue.

   Satisfied that I had done my job, he patted my head, squeezed my nipples
and proceeded to pee all over the washroom floor and left me kneeling to
wash the floor.  At that moment, I missed Derek a lot and wished he was
there to support me.

   By the time Irene returned, we had already had dinner and were in bed.
When he heard her go into her room, he called her, he was naked under the
sheets, and asked her about the evening and what she was going to wear in
bed.  She replied: "I don't know, daddy."

   He looked at her from head to toe, smiled and said: "When you go to bed,
take off only your jeans and shirt and go to sleep."

   With her head bowed, she replied: "Okay, daddy", and went into her room.


   All this was getting too much for me, so I summoned up some courage and
told him that he shouldn't talk to her that way nor should he behave with
her like that, but he completely ignored me and went to sleep.

   In the morning, I held his cock while he peed and then went to prepare
breakfast, but Brad had to meet those investor friends, so he grabbed a cup
of coffee and went out.  Irene was still sleeping in her room, so I decided
to call Derek; I was missing him a lot.  We talked about this and that and
when I told him that Brad was not at home, he decided to come over to meet
me.

   After about 20 minutes he arrived, and by this time Irene was up and was
walking around the house in a T-shirt, with her stomach exposed, and in
poison green panties and rose tan cupless bra.

   When he saw her, he gave a slap on her bum and hugged her, putting his
arms around her naked hips.  Then he came toward me and after kissing me on
the cheeks, he placed his arms around my back.

   I asked him if he wanted breakfast, but he had already eaten, so we went
into the room and he told us that he was having a good time at his friend's
house and even though I tried to convince him to come back, he said he had
no immediate plans of coming back.

   I wanted to tell him about everything, including about his sister, but
she was there, so I only said that she was doing whatever her daddy wanted.

   At which, he replied: "She wants to be his favorite pet."

   Soon, Irene got bored with our talks and went into her room, leaving
just the two of us.  We were still on the bed, talking about how much fun
we used to have, the stupid things we used to do and how much I missed
those things.

   We kept talking for about fifteen minutes when he said he had to take a
bath, so he went into the washroom, while I stayed there on the bed.  Five
minutes later, he came out of the washroom, wearing nothing but blue
underwear, clearly showing that his cock was as big as his dad's.  When I
saw him like that, I asked him where his jeans were.  He pointed toward the
washroom, and jumped into the bed next to me.

   With him in just his underwear, I felt odd, but decided to ignore it and
continued talking to him.  After about five minutes, he turned on his side,
placed his leg on my legs over the sable colored knee-length nightgown and
buried his face into my big boobs.

   The nightgown was held together by a string, so when he buried his face,
the gown fell open a little bit and his mouth was now touching my cleavage
rather than the gown.  When he did not try to move his lips away from my
boobs, I also did not say anything.  With his lips on my boobs and his
naked thighs on my legs he fell asleep - just like he used to do when he
was a little kid.

   He was sleeping like this when Irene opened the door, saw her brother
sleeping and decided to join us, so she slowly crept into the bed, pressed
her body against his naked back and placed her hand on my stomach.  When he
felt sandwiched between the two of us, he woke up, but she calmly and
expertly guided his face back to my boobs, but in the process she opened my
gown a bit more, so the upper part of my boobs was now completely naked.

   He was sleeping with his lips on my boobs when my cell phone rang,
forcing me to get up to pick it up.  It was Brad telling me he will be back
home by evening as he was busy with his friends.  While I was talking to
Brad, I saw Derek turning to his other side and Irene was guiding his face
toward her boobs and, since she wasn't wearing a bra, his face was pressed
against her nearly naked boobs and her nipples, his bare legs were on top
of her naked thighs and his cock was pressed against her sensuous legs.

   Both of them were enjoying each other's company, so I went to take a
shower.  When I came out of the washroom, with a towel wrapped around me,
Irene dragged me to the bed, sat down on top of me, her tangerine panties
rubbing against my belly button, and asked me whether I loved her more or
Derek.  When I said I loved her more, Derek got up and started wrestling
with me and asking me whether I loved him more or Irene.  When I told him
that I loved him more than Irene, she started wrestling with me, and it
continued like this, with both wrestling with me and asking me the same
question.

   I felt their hands all over my body, including my bum, thighs, stomach
and shoulders.

   Both of them were proving to be too strong for me and unable to get out
of their grip, I shouted that I did not love either of them.  As soon as I
said that, Derek threw me on top of him; his cock pressed against my bum,
and cupped my boobs.

   Now, imagine my situation: There I was on top of Derek in my towel, with
my boobs cupped tightly by him and his cock pressed against my bum.

   I thought Irene might help me, especially now when Derek's hands were
all over my boobs, but she was more interested in hearing that I say that I
love her more than Derek.  After much struggling, he finally let me go, and
I turned on my side, with my back toward him, and we lay there panting and
heaving.

   The rest of the afternoon was spent cooking and eating lunch, and by
early evening Derek went back to his friends place, after hugging and
kissing us and promising us that he would soon visit us.

   In late evening, Brad came back with a gift, which he gave to Irene. 
She bowed her head, took the packet and found a light cream colored sheer
chemise inside it.

   In his deep baritone voice, Brad told her to wear it.  When he said
that, I shouted and screamed and protested that she can't wear a
transparent chemise in front of us, especially not in front of him, but he
did not listen to me and waited for her to put it on.

   She turned her back to us, took off her T-shirt, which fell on the
floor, and wore the transparent chemise with her panties.  With her head
still bowed, she turned around toward us and Brad and I could clearly see
her firm perfectly round perky boobs, her bright red nipples, her smooth
stomach and her belly button, it was as good as her being topless.

   I again shouted and screamed at Brad and Irene, but Brad just stood
there watching Irene's boobs, while she stood in front of him like a slave
girl.

   Then he started taking off his clothes, right there in the living room,
until he was in his underwear, then he asked her to pick up her bra and his
clothes from the floor and put them in the washing machine and when she
went to put the clothes in the machine, he watched the every moment of her
boobs and both of us could see her nipples were getting hard.

   She stayed like that the whole evening, then after dinner Brad called me
into the bedroom and without even kissing me, he started fucking my cunt
and after squeezing my boobs and biting my nipples, came inside my cunt. 
After he came, I went with him to the washroom, washed his cock, his balls
and also his bum hole and then washed myself.

   At night, when we went to bed, he called Irene, who was still wearing
that transparent chemise and lemon colored panties, and told her sleep next
to us.  I did not like the arrangement and got up to go to the living room,
but he forced me back into the bed and Irene lay down next to him, while I
was on his other side.

   As he had been awake since early morning, he instantly went to sleep,
but Irene and I lay awake next to him.  I went to sleep late and got up
early and saw Brad with his back toward me, his legs over Irene's naked
thighs, his underwear pressed tightly against her panties, his stomach
rubbing against her bare back and his left hand cupping her boobs, his
fingers on her bright red nipples, with just a sheer chemise over them.

   For the next two minutes or so, I kept watching Brad's nearly naked body
pressed against Irene's semi-nude body and far from feeling bad or
anything; I rather liked the whole scene.  I left them sleeping and went to
the washroom and then to the kitchen.  I was in the kitchen, when Irene
came out of the room, hugged and kissed me and sat down to watch TV.

   Little later, I heard Brad calling me, so I went to the bedroom and with
him to the washroom where I took off his underwear, there were cum marks
all over it, and held his cock in my hand while he peed.

   Then, without even changing his underwear, he went into the living room
and sat down on the couch next to Irene, who I'm sure also noticed the cum
marks on his underwear.  I called them when the breakfast was ready, but
Brad got up, went to the kitchen and came back with four totally burnt
toasts and told Irene to eat them.

   I was having none of that, so I pushed the plate away from her, but he
caught my hand and said in a chilling tone: "Don't ever do that, ever."

   I was so petrified when I saw the look in his eyes that I placed the
plate back in front of Irene.  She did not say anything and started eating
the burnt toasts, but since there was no butter or cheese on the toasts,
she was having difficulty in swallowing them and that was irritating him.

   She was trying to finish the third toast when his patience ran out, and
he caught her by her hand, took off her chemise, pushed her against the
wall and told her to stand facing us.  She did not utter a single word,
bowed her head and stood there against the wall in her panties, with her
boobs, nipples, stomach, thighs and legs totally naked.  After making her
stand there, he got busy with his breakfast.

   I knew I had to get out of the house, so I went out for a long walk. 
But when I returned after more than two hours, she was still standing there
and he was watching TV.

   I knew he would make her stand for another two hours, so I quickly made
an excuse that one of my friends was coming over, so he should let her go
to her room.  He looked at me and then at the semi-naked Irene and,
although he knew I was lying, said: "She can go, but next time she will get
a more severe punishment."

   I went near her to take her to her room, but she went to her daddy,
knelt down near his feet and putting her head on his lap, said: "I'm sorry,
daddy", over and over again, but instead of saying anything he pushed to
the floor with his legs and told me to take her to her room.

   When she went to her room, Brad, who was still in his cum-stained
underwear, took out his cock and asked me to jerk him off, so I knelt down,
took his cock in my hand and started jerking him off and within minutes he
came all over my face, my neck and my bra.  Then I cleaned his cock with my
tongue and lips and went to clean myself.  When I came back, he was still
in the living room and was calling Irene.

   She was taking a shower, so I knocked on the washroom door and told her
to hurry up as daddy wanted to see her.  She got out of the washroom, with
a towel wrapped around her young firm body and with water dripping from her
hair and neck.

   She went and stood in from of him, with her head bowed.  He looked at
the little droplets on her cleavage and her thighs and said: "From now on,
you are going to obey some rules.  When I call you, you have to come
instantly, no matter what you are doing.  When you are going out, you have
to tell me where you are going and when you will be back.  At home, you
will ask my permission before doing anything, including what to wear, but
if you are going outside, you can wear whatever you want.  And remember, if
you don't make me happy, the punishment would be severe.  The only thing
you don't have to take permission for is to go to the washroom.  Now, I'm
going to ask you some questions and, if I'm not satisfied, remember the
punishment."

   She kept her head bowed and nodded.

   "Do you have a boyfriend?"

   "No, daddy."

   "Have boys kissed you?"

   "Yes, daddy."

   "Where?"

   "On my cheeks, my lips and on my stomach, daddy."

   "How many boys have kissed you?"

   She thought for some time and said: "Eight, daddy."

   "Have men kissed you?

   "Yes, daddy."

   "How many?"

   "Five, daddy."

   "Have you kissed a girl?"

   "Yes, daddy."

   "Who was she?"

   "Stella and Karen, daddy." (The girls who used to share the apartment)

   "Did you enjoy it?"

   "Yes, daddy."

   "Has any guy seen you naked?"

   "Two, daddy."

   "What did they do?"

   "They took off my clothes and touched me all over, daddy."

   "Did you like it?"

   "No, daddy."

   "Why not?"

   "Because I did not like them, daddy."

   "Have you touched a cock?"

   When she heard the question, she started sobbing, which started to make
him angry.  Between the sobs, she said: "Yes, daddy."

   "How many?"

   "Two, daddy."

   "Did you kiss them?"

   She flinched a little and said: "No, daddy."

   "Have you had sex?

   When he said that, she looked at him for the first time, and said: "No,
daddy."

   That apparently satisfied him, because he got up, kissed her on the
cheeks and, after changing his clothes, went out.

   I went to Irene's room and found her siting on the bed.  I asked her if
she was okay and how sorry I was that I couldn't help her.

   She patiently listened to me and said: "Don't worry, mom, I'm doing this
because I want to make daddy happy, so don't worry about anything."

   I quizzed her further but she reassured me that she was okay, so I
started to go back to my room and told her to put on some clothes, but she
said she can't because daddy hasn't told her what to wear and remained in
that towel until Brad returned in the evening.

   I thought he might ask her to wear something and, when he didn't say
anything, I said to him that he should ask her to put on some clothes, but
he replied: "She deserves to learn discipline."

   After dinner, Irene and I were watching TV when Brad told us to make a
drink for him and for ourselves and come to the bedroom.  We got the drinks
and lay down on the bed, with Irene resting her head on my legs and her
naked thighs on her dad's legs.

   Brad said his investor friends plan to make him a partner, but the catch
was that the plant was around 300 miles from our place and he would have to
stay there during the weekdays.  Irene and I didn't like the idea of him
going away, but he needed a job and we needed the money plus there was no
other option.

   Then the conversation shifted to our early days of marriage, and how we
couldn't keep our hands off each other.  Brad, who was caressing my long
black hair, said he still can't keep his hands off me, which brought a big
smile on Irene's face.

   Brad said to Irene: "When I first saw your mom, I instantly fell in love
with her and knew I wanted to marry her.  She was the most beautiful woman
I had ever seen."

   As the talks got more romantic, Brad's hand moved from my hair to my
naked shoulder and, by the time the conversation reached our marriage, his
left hand was caressing my left boob, half hidden under an orange bra, and
started kissing my neck, my shoulders and my lips.

   By now, Irene was used to this kind of affection, so she continued
talking without batting an eyelid.  When Irene lay down between us, he
moved his hand from my boobs to her bare stomach and we continued talking
for the next twenty minutes and by then Brad's arms were over her boobs,
his arms touching her naked cleavage, his right leg over her thighs and her
face was pressed against his chest.

   I knew whatever was happening was wrong, but it all looked so natural,
so childlike that i did not have the heart to say anything to them.

   When I got up in the morning, her face was buried into my Persian red
plunge bra, her lips were on my boobs, and, as her towel had fallen loose
during sleep, her naked boobs were pressed against my stomach.

   The sight of her sleeping like that brought back all the memories of her
childhood, and it was so overwhelming that I quietly woke up Brad and told
him to look at how she was sleeping.  He gave a big smile, kissed her naked
back and then tightly hugged her, waking her up in the process.

   He scooped her body in his arms and made her lay down on top of him. 
She lay there on top of him, her face on his chest, her boobs on his
stomach and her thighs over his shorts.

   She whispered: "Daddy, I love you."

   Then without even bothering to cover her totally and completely naked
boobs, she sat on his stomach and started tying her hair.  I knew the sight
of her bright red nipples, her perfect fully ripped boobs was torturing him
and I wanted to prolong his torture, so I placed my hand on her naked
thighs and started talking to her.

   He tried to bear it as much as he could but, when it became too much for
him, he asked her to get off him, took me to the washroom and without even
closing the door; he started jerking off and within minutes came all over
me.  After jerking off, he made me hold his cock while he peed.  I knew
with the door open, Irene could hear everything, but it was too late for
modesty or shame.  When we came out of the washroom, she gave me a puzzled
look.

   Brad had some meetings, so got dressed, told us that his investor
friends were coming for dinner and that he will get take-away and drinks
for the dinner.  Turning toward Irene, who was still in the towel, he asked
her to bring from her room her jeans, blue halterneck top and thistle
colored strapless bra.  When she brought the three items, he asked her to
change, so she lowered her towel, fully revealing her boobs, and put on her
bra and then the halterneck top and wore the jeans over her towel.  We
watched her while she changed her clothes.

   After she was finished, he asked her to wear something in the evening
that would make her daddy happy, and to make sure that mom was also nicely
dressed.

   As I had some work, I went out after breakfast and Irene went to her
friend's house.  In the evening, Irene came back with four dresses she had
borrowed from her friends and, after much arguing and discussion; she
selected a blue tube top for me and a white skirt.  Although the white
skirt was nearly transparent, I felt good after wearing it.

   Meanwhile, Irene called Brad on his cell phone and, after telling him
about the choices, he selected a brown net top, thankfully with a bra, and
a black skirt.

   Brad arrived in the evening with the same two investor friends and two
girls, who he claimed were friends, but were clearly hookers.

   Things got off to a good start, with lots of alcohol and conversation
flowing around, everybody was in high spirits.  If things were good before
dinner, they went crazy after dinner.  Brad was continuously using us to
charm his friends: he kept on saying how lovely Irene looked in that dress,
how beautiful I was, and so on and so forth.

   His friends weren't interested in our dresses; their eyes were fixed on
Irene's young, firm body and on my big boobs.  After dumping the hookers at
Brad, his friends waited for the right moment and when they saw Irene and I
go into the kitchen to keep the empty glasses, they came behind us and
grabbed us.  We tried to get away, but they were stronger than us plus
Brad's job depended on them, so we decided not to create a scene.

   One of the guys pushed me against the door, while the other held Irene
near the oven.  The guy holding me kissed me hard on my lips and pushed his
hands under my top and, since it was a tube top, he had no difficulty in
popping out my boobs.  With both my boobs out in the open, he started
squeezing, biting and sucking them, while with his other hand, he started
finger fucking my cunt.

   With his mouth busy with my boobs, I turned my head left and saw the
other guy standing with his cock out and forcing Irene to suck it, while he
played with her boobs.  She tried to resist and I tried to drag the man
toward me, but he pushed me aside and forced his cock inside Irene's mouth.
She, too, understood the situation, so she closed her eyes and started
sucking his cock.

   After few minutes, the men started worrying that Brad or one of the
hookers might come, so the guy sucking my tits left me to join Brad and the
girls.  I immediately adjusted my top and the skirt, went near Irene, took
his cock from her mouth, put it inside my mouth, and his hands inside my
top.

   Irene got up to leave, but he grabbed her by her hair and forced her to
watch, while he came inside my mouth, on my face, on my neck and on my
boobs.  After dropping his cum all over me, he lifted Irene's skirt, wiped
his cock with it and left the kitchen.

   As I sat there on the floor, with cum dripping from my chin, Irene took
out tissues and wiped the cum from my mouth, my eyebrows, my eyes, my chin
and my boobs.

   After wiping me clean, she helped me get up and both of us went back to
the party.

   Brad was busy with the girls, he had his arms around them, and was
sharing some lewd jokes with them while his two friends were finishing
their drinks and preparing to leave.

   When Brad saw his friends leave, he jumped to his feet and started
saying that they should come again, that we enjoyed their company and would
love to see them again.

   As a perfect hostess, I, too, asked them to come back, and at the door
one of the guys turned around, looked at me and simply said: "We will be
back."

   Brad was already drunk and we were too shaken by the events and wanted
to go to bed, but Brad insisted that we have one more drink, so we sat down
with him.

   He started asking whether the guests were happy with the dinner or not,
whether everything was perfect or not, whether they will come back or not,
etc.  And then he started praising us, telling us how lovely we were
looking, how beautiful we were.

   He was totally drunk, but he did not forget to tell Irene to take off
only the brown net top and bra when she goes to sleep.  Then he fell asleep
on the couch, and we thought of walking him to the bedroom, but he was
heavy and we were tired, so we decided to leave him there and Irene and I
went to Irene's room.

   I don't know why but I started to miss Derek, so I called him and asked
him to come over and, although he was sleeping, he agreed to come over.

   When he came, Irene was in her room and I was in mine.

   He asked me about all the bottles and glasses in the living room and
about Brad, so I told him that we had some of Brad's friends for dinner,
Brad was wasted and we were too tired.  He went to the living room, made a
drink for himself and asked me if I wanted something, so I told him to get
my gown from the wardrobe as I was too tired to get up from the bed.  I
took the gown from his hand, told him to turn around and, after taking off
my bra and panties, I crawled back into the bed in my gown.

   I told him that dad might become a partner in a socks factory and he
might have to stay near the factory during the weekdays, When Derek heard
that, he said he will come and stay with us during the weekdays.  Then we
started talking about the dinner and other things, but I didn't tell him
about the kitchen event.

   He said he really enjoyed the last time he was here, especially when he
rested his face on my gown as that brought back lots of memories.

   I told him I was thinking the same thing and, if he ever wants to sleep
like that again, all he has to do is ask.  We then started talking about
his friends and his activities when, in the middle of the conversation, I
saw him staring into my eyes, so I asked him why he was looking at me like
that.

   He moved his eyes toward my gown, I gave him a big smile and opened my
gown a little bit, but he started pouting, so I opened it a little more,
but still he pouted, so I pushed his face into my gown and told him to open
it as much as he wants.  He opened my gown a little more, put his face on
my boobs and lay down next to me.

   I told him that when I tell Irene to do something she doesn't listen and
have to tell her again and again just to get her do chores, whereas when
Brad tells her something, she does it immediately.

   He nodded his head and said: "She changed a lot after dad left us."

   I put my right hand on his head and started running my fingers through
his dark black hair and asked him to elaborate.

   He said: "Mom, you were too busy with the house, job and finances, so
you did not notice, but after dad left us she started doing whatever any
man would ask her, it was her way to give the man so much love, that he
wouldn't leave her.  She wanted to please the men, so they would stick
around."

   I felt really bad when he told me, but he reassured me that now, with
dad back in the house, her whole focus would be on him and she won't run
around pleasing other men.

   I said that means other men must have taken advantage of her
vulnerability, but he just shrugged his shoulders.

   So, I asked him if he had taken advantage of her.

   He lifted his head, smiled and said: "I don't have to take advantage of
anyone."

   When he said that, I slapped his back and laughed.

   With his mouth touching my boobs, I could feel his warm breath on my
skin and I loved feeling his breath on my skin.  When I reminded him that
she was his sister and he shouldn't take advantage of her, he said: "Don't
worry, mom, she likes being controlled."

   He lifted his face, looked at my half exposed boobs, and asked me
whether I liked being controlled.

   I said: "No, I don't."

   Putting his face back on my boobs, he pondered over my answer and said:
"I think you would love to be controlled, but only by the right man."

   He asked me whether dad was controlling Irene.  I said I don't know if
he was controlling her, but she is always doing what he wanted.  I asked
him if he was jealous, he said: "Nah, I know her much better than dad."

   I then asked him why he wasn't staying with us.  He said there were two
reasons.  "Firstly, I can't stand the noises that come from your room. 
Secondly, I can't understand how you can accept back dad."

   I told him that I tried to control the noises, but he doesn't listen. 
Secondly, I accepted him back because I still love him and he was still my
husband.

   He nuzzled his face against my boobs and asked me if I loved him.  I
said: "I love you more than anything."

   He said: "More than dad?"

   I said: "Yes, even more than dad."

   That brought a big smile on his face, and he kissed me right there on my
boobs and lay there with his face buried between my boobs.

   After about 10 minutes, I felt a face near me and saw Irene pushing
Derek away to make room for herself.  And, since Brad had told her to take
off her top and bra, she was topless and was wearing only panties.

   I placed my right arm around her and made her lay down next to me, with
Derek's face on my left boob and her face on my right one.  But that didn't
satisfy them and they started fighting with each other and in the process
my gown opened much more than I wanted, and my boobs and nipples were fully
exposed and so was my stomach but, thankfully, my cunt was still covered.

   I thought I would see some reaction on Derek's when he saw Irene topless
but, apparently, he had seen her boobs before, so the sight of her
perfectly round firm boobs did not come as a shock to him.

   After fighting with each other, they finally settled down and Derek lay
down with his leg on my cunt and his face on my left boob, while Irene had
her leg over my right thigh and her cute little mouth on my right nipple.

   I do not remember a sight that gave me more pleasure than this.

   We knew Brad was wasted and won't be getting up until late morning, so
we slept like a log.

   When I woke up in the morning, I saw Irene sleeping on her back, with
her whole body naked except for the bottom part, which was hidden under her
panties, and Derek was sleeping next to me, with his left hand cupping my
right boob and his face was pressed against my bare shoulders.

   I gently woke him up; because I knew he wanted to be out of the house
before Brad woke up.  He turned and tossed for few minutes, then woke up,
kissed me on the lips and started to get up, but I put my hand behind his
head and pressed his face against my completely naked boobs.

   He stayed like that for some time then kissed both my boobs, got up,
went around the bed, kissed Irene on her cheeks and then pinched her right
nipple hard and ran away.

   His prank woke her up with a jolt and she tried to catch him, but he was
too fast for her.

   It was around 10 am when Brad woke up, and it just happened that at that
moment Irene was trying one of the dresses she had borrowed from her
friends the previous evening.

   When he saw her wearing the dress, he got angry, went into the kitchen,
brought a wooden rod, and told her to take off her dress, put her hands on
the couch and bend over.

   I knew what he was going to do, so I asked him why he was punishing her.

   He said: "I have told her to first ask me before wearing and she is
standing there here wearing that dress."

   I told him she was just trying it on, to which he replied: "So, what? 
She deliberately disobeyed me and will be punished."

   Irene took off the dress, leaving just her panties on, and after placing
her hands on the couch, she got ready for the smacking.

   He went and stood beside her and after spreading her legs, he smacked
her bum with the rod.  The rod turned her bum bright red and with each
stroke her bum turned more and more red.  He kept on smacking her with the
rod until there were red marks all over her bum.  She did not cry nor asked
him to stop.  When he was finished, he told her to go to her room.  She
straightened herself up, bowed her head and said: "Daddy, I am sorry.  I
will never disobey you."

   I took her to her washroom, filled the bath with water, took off her
panties and told her to sit in the water, as that would ease the pain.  I
was about to throw her panties in the laundry bag when Brad came into the
washroom, saw Irene sitting in the bath tub, her cunt was under the water,
turned his back toward her and waited for me.

   I was, naturally, hesitant to hold his cock with Irene present in the
washroom, so I tried to delay it by talking to Irene, but with passing
second he was getting angrier, so I had no choice but to go to him.

   I took out his cock from his shorts, held it while he peed and then
shook it to get rid of the last drops.  Irene wasn't looking at us, but she
obviously knew what was happening but, thankfully, did not say anything
when I went back to her after Brad left.

   After she came out of the tub, I dried her body, including her bright
red nipples, her little pubic hair and her virgin cunt.  After drying her
up, I wrapped the towel around her and took her to Brad, who was drinking a
large mug of coffee, and asked him what she should wear.  He told her to
wear brown jeans, green spaghetti top and no bra or panties, so she went
into her room, brought the clothes and wore them in front of us, with
everything visible to us except her cunt.

   After that, we had breakfast and since I had to meet someone, I changed
my clothes and went out.

   Once out of the house, I called my sister, Eli, who was into real estate
and was taking care of a friend's house in the good part of the city.

   Although she was my sister, we were completely different.  She had done
everything, from drugs to sex with men and women, to threesomes, to
stripping to exhibitionism.  I knew I could talk to her about anything -
and I really needed to talk - and she wouldn't judge me, so I went to meet
her.

   I told her everything: Brad's behavior toward Irene, about Brad's
friends and about the closeness I had developed with Irene and Derek.

   I did not hide anything from her and she listened to me patiently and
told me she would ask Derek and Irene about their relationship from them
and I should focus on my relationships.

   Giving me my third drink, she asked me what was troubling me the most. I
said I was afraid that Irene might come too close to Brad and if he left us
again it would crush her.

   Eli said that's Irene's problem, she would have to handle it.  I said
what about Brad making Irene wear transparent clothes?  Eli said that's
again Irene's problem.

   I said: "Okay, what about him getting all passionate with me in front of
Irene?"

   Eli said: "Did you feel embarrassed?"

   I said: "No."

   "Then?"

   "Well it felt odd."

   Eli said: "He is doing what we all do behind the door that is all.  Look
at the bright side; even after so many years of marriage, he is still
passionate about you."

   I said: "What about peeing with Irene present in the washroom?"

   "Well, that depends on what Irene thinks about it."

   "What about his friends?"

   "Talk to Brad about them, or confront them directly.  My advice is to
play along until Brad becomes a partner."

   I said: "What about my closeness with Derek and Irene?

   Eli said: "Your kids have gone through a lot in the past year; all they
are looking for is some affection, so don't close that door.

   I said: "What if Brad goes further with Irene?"

   Eli said: "That is for Brad and Irene to decide, we cannot decide for
them nor should we interfere, as that would push them more toward each
other."

   Turning toward me, she asked me whether Derek would go further with me.

   I said: "That's not possible."

   She said: "Why?"

   I said: "Because I will not let him."

   She asked me whether she should call Irene and talk to her.  I said yes.
So she phoned Irene and asked her to come over.  Around twenty minutes
later, Irene came, and without a bra her firm, perky boobs were looking
beautiful, and sat down with us.

   Eli told her we had called her because we wanted to clarify certain
things.

   Irene said: "Okay."

   Eli asked her whether what Brad was doing was fine with her.

   Irene said: "Yea, it is fine with me."

   Eli said: "Did you feel bad when Brad smacked you?"

   She said: "It was hurting a lot, but I did not feel bad."

   "How do you feel about walking around the house in a transparent chemise
or standing in front of him topless?"

   "It is fine by me," she said.

   "So you do not feel embarrassed by it?"

   "He has already seen my boobs, lots of times, so I don't feel
embarrassed anymore."

   Her answer surprised me, so I asked her: "When did he see your boobs?"

   She replied in a matter-of-fact way: "In the old house (which we were
forced to sell to pay off the lenders) dad used to peek from the window
when I was changing clothes.  He saw me several times."

   I had no idea that he was peeking at his own daughter, so I asked her:
"Did he peek when I was at home?"

   "Yea, sometimes, but mostly when you were out."

   Eli said: "Did he see everything?"

   "I did not show him everything."

   I said: "Did he know that you knew he was watching?"

   She said: "Yea, I'm sure, because whenever you and Derek weren't in the
house, I would go to him and tell him that I was going to change clothes.
So, he would come to the window and watch me take off everything except my
panties.

   Eli said: "Did he do anything?"

   Irene said: "He did rub his arms against my boobs, felt my thighs and
pushed his cock against my bum, but he wasn't naked or anything."

   I said: "How did Derek see you?"

   "He loves sleeping with his face on my boobs, so at night, I would take
off my T-shirt or top and he would sleep with his face nestling between my
boobs."

   I knew what she meant because he was doing the same thing with me.

   Eli said: "Have you seen dads or Derek's thing?"

   Irene said: "Derek's lots of times.  He would come out of the washroom
naked or would sleep naked, but not dad's."

   This was getting too much for me and I wanted to end the conversation,
so I again asked her if she was okay or not?

   She placed her hand on my knee and said: "Mom, I'm fine, don't worry. 
I'm enjoying our closeness."

   With that, she took off her jeans and T-shirt and dived into the pool in
her panties.

   Eli said: "We should also talk to Derek."

   So, I said: "Phone him."

   But she said there was no need to phone him as he was sleeping upstairs,
so she went upstairs, woke him up and told him to come downstairs as we
wanted to talk to him.

   When he came, he kissed us on our cheeks and sat down with a large
drink.

   Eli asked him if he felt bad about dad controlling Irene.

   He said: "No, now dad is at home, so he is controlling her.  When I will
be at home, I will control her, Irene wants to be controlled."

   Eli said: "What about her running around the house topless."

   He said: "I run around the house topless, you are topless most of the
time; mom is nearly topless at home, so why can't Irene be topless?"

   Eli said: "So, you are fine with things at home?"

   He said: "Yea, I'm fine.  Once dad is at work, I will move back, and
things would be better."

   Eli said: "What about this business of sleeping with your face on
Irene's boobs?"

   He said: "I sleep with my face on Irene's boobs, on mom's boobs and on
your boobs."

   He smiled and added "they are natural organic pillows".

   Then he looked at my and Eli's boobs and said "nature has been very kind
to our family".

   I knew Derek had a crush on Eli, most men had a crush on her, but that
he was sleeping with her was news to me.

   He said: "Aunt, mom, don't worry, we are lucky to be so close to each
other, and I'm especially lucky that three beautiful women love me."

   Then he heard the water splashing, so he asked us who was in the pool
and when we told him Irene was swimming, he stripped down to his underwear
and jumped into the pool.  Then both of them started asking us to join
them, so we took off our clothes, leaving our bras and panties on, and
joined them.

   After swimming for fifteen minutes, Eli and I came out of the pool and
lay down on the lounge chairs.  Eli took off her wet bra, revealing two
pair of boobs that were nearly as big as mine, and started to dry herself
with a towel.  I picked up a towel from the floor and dried myself.

   When Derek and Irene came out of the pool, her wet body, especially her
naked boobs, was looking gorgeous.  She sat down next to me on the chair,
while Derek sat next to Eli.  When Derek saw me still wearing the wet bra,
he started laughing and said: "Mom, we have seen you, so you can take off
your wet bra and let it dry".

   I turned toward him, winked at him and said: "I was waiting for you."

   He raised his eyebrow, smiled, came near me and with one finger flicked
opened my bra.  Amazed at his expertise, I asked him where he learnt that.
He went and sat down with Eli and placing his hand on her naked thighs
said: "Aunt Eli taught me."

   I looked at Eli and said: "You are a good teacher."

   We dried ourselves, wrapped the towels around our hips and went to the
bar where Derek served us the drinks.  We stayed there until evening and
then Irene and I headed home, leaving Derek with Eli, his aunt, his teacher
and, apparently, much more.

   When we reached home, Brad was sitting in the living room drinking with
the same two friends, and when they saw us they invited us for drinks, but
I did not want to sit with them, so Irene and I went into the bedroom.

   But Brad came running after us and started growling at us and said we
had no manners, we should sit with the guests, etc.  So, we got up, went
into the living room and sat down with them.  I was on my second drink,
when Brad, who was already pretty drunk, foolishly started telling them
that two girls used to live in the apartment and were now living five
floors below us.

   When his friends heard that, they started asking him to go and ask the
girls to join us, so Brad took one of his friends and went to get the
girls.

   As soon as Brad was out of the door, his other friend dragged Irene by
her hand and lifted her T-shirt and, since she wasn't wearing a bra, her
tight boobs and her bright red nipples were fully exposed, and he started
licking and biting her nipples.

   But I pushed him aside and told him to leave her alone, but he kept on
biting and licking her boobs, so I told him that if he did not let her go I
will scream.

   When he heard my icy tone and saw that I meant it, he let her go but
caught me by my hair and dragged me to the floor and said: "Listen, bitch,
your husband and your children's future depends on us, so do as we tell
you."

   He stood up and told Irene to take off my panties, and when Irene did
not move, he said to her: "If you want to make your daddy happy, take off
your mommy's panties, okay?"

   He then turned toward me, and told me to off my blouse and do it fast.
He took off his jeans and underwear and before Irene could even undress me,
he opened my legs and started raping me.  But he wasn't satisfied with
that, so he dragged Irene near me and started squeezing and cupping her
boobs under her T-shirt, while she helplessly watched me getting raped by
one of her daddy's friends.

   He knew Brad would be back soon, so he cupped and squeezed her boobs as
much as he could and after cumming inside my cunt, got up and pushed me
naked into the bedroom, gave my clothes to Irene and put his underwear and
jeans back on.

   I stood there naked in a daze for a minute or so in the bedroom, then
Irene hugged me, took me to the washroom, washed his cum off my thighs and
cunt and helped me put my clothes back on.

   I could hear lots of laughing in the living room and knew I had to join
them otherwise Brad would get upset, so went back into the living room with
Irene.

   When the girls saw us they were pretty embarrassed because they were
under the impression that we weren't in the house, but I told them not to
worry and enjoy the party.

   With that taken care of, Irene and I came back into the bedroom and lay
down on the bed, with Irene resting her head on my shoulder.  She wanted to
tell her dad about the rape, but I told her to keep quiet and not to create
a scene.  She was angry, but somehow I convinced her to remain quiet.

   Little later, the guy, who had gone with Brad to get the girls, came
into the bedroom with totally drunk Brad.  After putting him into the bed,
he moved closer to me and pushed his hand inside my skirt and said: "Now,
it is my turn."

   I had just been raped and did not want to go through it again, so I
pushed him away and tried to get out of the room, but he put his hands on
Irene's boobs and said: "It is either you or your daughter."

   I said: "Okay, but let her go."

   He removed his hands from her boobs and started opening my blouse.  I
told her to wait in the washroom.

   After undressing me, he took off his jeans and underwear and, without
wasting any time, he made me lay down on the floor and started fucking my
cunt and squeezing my boobs.  He sucked my nipples, licked my boobs and
kissed me on my neck and stomach and, just before he came, he bit my right
nipple so hard that I thought he had completely bitten it off.  After
coming inside me, he went back to join the party in the living room, and I
went to the washroom to clean myself.

   Irene was waiting for me and wanted to help me, but I started cleaning
myself and was washing my inner thighs when the guy who had just raped me,
walked into the washroom completely naked, saw us sitting near the bath
tub, dangled his cock in front of Irene, sneered at us and started to pee
in the toilet.

   After cleaning myself, I had just gone to the bed, when one of the girls
came, wearing only a T-shirt, and told me the men were calling me, so I
went into the other bedroom and saw the two men and the girl sitting on the
bed naked.  When I asked them why they had called me, they said they wanted
me to have a drink with them but when I refused the offer, they told me not
to spoil my husband's future over a drink.

   One of them said: "You have been a good wife, so sit down and have a
drink."

   I sat down on the edge of the bed, took the drink from one of the girls
and started drinking.

   When the men saw me sitting there and drinking, they lay back on the bed
and told the girls to suck their cocks, so I sat there with a drink in my
hand and watched them get a blow job.

   By the time I got up in the morning, the men and the girls were gone;
Brad and Irene were still sleeping.  I was still wearing last evening's
clothes, as were Irene and Brad, so I went to the washroom, washed my face,
changed into pajamas and top and went to clean the living room and the
bedroom, and saw cum marks on the bed sheet and condoms on the floor.

   I was cleaning the bedroom, when Brad called me and I went with him to
the washroom and held his cock while he peed.  Then I went to the kitchen
and was preparing breakfast when Brad came and started kissing me on my
neck and shoulders and then he cupped my boobs under my top.

   He was caressing my boobs when Irene walked in and I tried to stop him,
but instead of stopping he took off my top and started playing with my
nipples in front of her.

   She continued watching us and said: "Mom has got a lovely back."

   Her dad, who was still playing with my nipples, replied: "Your mom has
got a lovely back, your mom has got a lovely body, and your mom is hot."

   Irene said: "Dad, why do you take mom with you to pee?"

   Brad said: "Because she helps me."

   "Can't you pee yourself?"

   "I like it when she helps me."

   He turned his head toward her, his hands were still on my boobs, and
said: "Do you want to help me?"

   She said: "Yes."

   He said: "Okay, from now on, you will help me."

   Then he removed his hands from my boobs, gave a tight slap on my bum and
went into his room to change.  Irene had some work, so she went out and
Brad went out to meet some people and told me that he won't be back before
dinner.

   I was cleaning the house when Eli called and said she was coming with
Derek and all three of us will go out for lunch.  I finished cleaning the
house, got dressed and went out for lunch with them.

   After lunch, Eli and I were in the living room, Derek was in his room
with his laptop, and talking about Eli's daughters, her work when in the
middle of the conversation, I asked her how she and Derek started.

   She said: "You know, Derek always had a crush on me, he was always
bringing gifts to me, trying to kiss me, so one day I let him kiss me and
one thing led to another."

   I asked her whether tongues were involved in the first kiss.  She said:
"Tongues have been involved in many places."

   I said: "What if Ray (her husband) finds out?"

   She said: "Ray thinks I consider Derek my son, so he doesn't suspect
anything."

   She turned toward me and said: "Have you seen his package?  It's huge.
Ray's looks tiny in front of Derek's."

   I did not tell her, but when Derek walked around the house in pajamas or
underwear, it was easy to guess that he had a huge cock, just like his dad.

   Eli, as if she had read my mind, asked me whether Brad was big, too.

   I said: "Yes, he is big."

   She said: "I know I shouldn't tell you this, because it will make Derek
angry, but when he makes love, especially when he is sucking my nipples or
when he is doing it, he calls me mommy."

   When I heard that I was surprised but more than surprised, I was
jealous, but I didn't want her to notice that, so I asked her in a calm
voice: "What do you call him?"

   She said: "Sometimes, I call him my baby."

   In an effort to hide my jealousy, I laughed and said: "Baby with huge
cock."

   When I said that, she thought I was cool about the whole thing, so she
too laughed.

   The thought of Derek calling Eli mommy while sucking her big pink nipple
was too much for me, so I went into the kitchen and made a large drink for
myself.  By the time I came back, she had gone to the bedroom and I could
hear her making love to Derek.

   I sat down on the couch and imagined her kissing and touching Derek's
body and that made me really angry.  I was on my third drink when Eli came
out of the bedroom, wearing nothing but Derek's shirt, and sat down with me
on the couch with a bottle of water.

   She was wearing the shirt but all the buttons were open, except for the
middle one, so when she sat down I clearly see her boobs and her cunt. 
Derek also came out of the bedroom wearing tight shorts, no underwear, and
I could clearly see the shape of his cock.  When Eli saw it, she winked at
me, but I acted as if I hadn't noticed it.

   He sat down next to Eli and started flipping TV channel.  Eli wanted to
draw my attention toward his cock, so she started rubbing his thigh, but I
kept my eyes glued to the TV.  Unable to get my attention, Eli asked Derek
to get a drink for her from the kitchen and as soon as he was out of
earshot, she whispered to me that his package was visible.

   When Derek came back from the kitchen, I glanced at his shorts, saw his
cock moving with each step and winked back at Eli.

   Later, both of them got up to take a shower, but just then Irene came,
so they decided to have a drink with her.  After finishing the drink, they
got up and when Eli asked Irene if she wanted to shower with them, Irene
said yes and all three of them went to shower together.

   After about two minutes, Eli came out of the washroom, naked and totally
wet, and asked me if I wanted to join them, but I said no.

   Eli and Derek got dressed and left for Eli's place.

   Irene was walking around the house stark naked, her wet pubic hair
glistening, and I asked her to put on some clothes but she said: "Daddy
hasn't told me what to wear and his cell isn't reachable."

   I told her to at least wrap the towel around her, but she said: "I
can't, because I don't want to again make him angry."

   Irene and I were sleeping when Brad came back and when he saw Irene
sleeping naked next to me, I told him that she was waiting for him to tell
her what to wear.

   When he heard that, he smiled and said: "She is a good girl."

   He took off his clothes, his cock was already erect, and stood there
watching Irene's small feet, her long legs, her gorgeous thighs, her tight
bum, her beautiful boobs, her bright red nipples and her sensuous neck.

   Then he asked me to turn her around, so I gently turned her on her back
and he started stroking his cock and feasted his eyes on her little brown
pubic hair, her virgin cunt, her smooth stomach, the movement of her boobs
with her breath, her small chin, her red lips, the soft skin of her cheeks
and her short brown hair.  I knew he was going to fuck here right there, so
I brought him to my side and whispered to him "don't be in a hurry, wait"
and started stroking his cock.

   While I gave him a blow job, he watched the tight young body of his
daughter lost in deep innocent sleep.  Within minutes, he came all over my
face, my neck, my boobs and then I went with him to the washroom, where I
washed his cock and his balls and after washing myself came back to bed
with Brad on one side and Irene on the other side.

   I woke up early, but remained in bed thinking about last night's events
and about things destined to come.  Brad was next to wake up.  He kissed me
on my lips, squeezed my boobs under the gown and saw his naked daughter
sleeping with her face and boobs touching my arms.

   He got up naked with a morning hard on, woke her up and without even
kissing her or touching her, he asked her to come to the washroom.  For a
second or two, she lay there looking at his erect cock, then she got up and
went with him to the washroom.  When he saw that I wasn't coming, he said:
"If you are not coming, who is going to teach her?"

   I got up, followed them and started telling her what to do, but he cut
me off and said: "Don't tell her, show her."

   So, I got down on my knees on his left side, Irene was on his right
side, wrapped my left hand fingers around his cock and placed my right hand
on his bum.  After showing her how to do it, I started to get up, but he
put his hands on my shoulders and said: "Watch."

   Irene got down on her knees, held his cock with her right hand, placed
her left hand on his bum and waited for him to pee.  When the last drops
were left, I told Irene to clean them and she thought I meant cleaning them
with her mouth, so she brought her mouth near his cock, and before I could
say anything Brad said: "Let her do it her way."

   Irene rubbed his cock over her lips and the last drops fell over her
cheeks and chin.  Satisfied with her performance, he patted her head and
went out of the washroom.  Irene and I cleaned the toilet seat and after
peeing in turns, went to the kitchen.

   We were preparing breakfast, when Irene tugged at my gown and said: "He
is so big, how do you do it?"

   I put my hands over her naked shoulder, gave her a tight hug and
pointing toward my cunt, said: "Taking it there is easy, but not in other
places, especially when he insists on taking all of it."

   Irene opened her eyes wide and said: "Have you taken it everywhere?"

   I said his favorite line is: "A hole is a hole."

   Irene smiled and added: "Whether it is your mother's or wife's."

   I finished the line by saying: "Or, your daughter's".

   Hearing us talking, Brad came into the kitchen, slapped Irene's naked
bum and asked for breakfast.  By the time we were through with breakfast,
Brad already had an erection, and Irene and I knew the cause, so when he
told Irene to come with him to the bedroom, all three of us knew what was
going to happen.

   Brad and Irene went into the room, but he left the door open, on purpose
I think.  I was in Irene's room when he called me and told me to get a
bottle of wine he had kept in the loft and three glasses.  By the time I
returned with the wine, Brad was already fucking her cunt.  He was on top
of her and even though Irene was 5'8, she looked vulnerable under his
massive 6'2 body.  His large hands were covering her boobs and her legs
were wide open.  When he saw me, he stopped midway, but his cock remained
inside her cunt, and pointing toward the bed sheet, he said: "Your daughter
is now a woman."

   I saw the blood stained sheet, looked at Irene, she was beaming, and lay
down next to her, with her hand in my hand and watched her get fucked by
her own father.

   He kept on fucking her little cunt until they both came, and then he
took out his cock from her cunt, it was dripping with their cum, and I went
with him to the washroom where I cleaned it, then Irene came and I washed
his cum from her thighs, cunt and cleaned the blood and then Irene and I
took a shower together.

   We were in the shower when Brad came, wearing his pajamas, and said to
Irene: "You are going to be the best fuck."

   She smiled and said: "Thank you, daddy."

   We washed each other's bodies, and I asked her how it was.  She said:
"Mom, it was so difficult.  For several minutes dad tried to enter me, but
it was so painful that i couldn't let him in.  He kept telling me that it
will be okay, that I should open my legs a bit more, that he will be
gentle, but it was paining so much that I couldn't let him do it.  Then
very slowly, he entered and started moving his thing back and forth.  For
more than a minute, he did it slowly and then picked up speed.  Mom, I did
try to take all of it, but it was so difficult."

   I said: "Don't worry, he will teach you."

   "Mom, when he started to kiss me on my stomach I started to giggle and
when he put his tongue inside me, I completely froze."

   I said: "Did you kiss him everywhere?"

   "Yes, everywhere.  Should I put my tongue inside his hole?"

   I said: "Yes, he would love that."

   "I was so happy when he was inside me.  I wanted him to remain inside me
forever."

   I wrapped my arms around her wet back and said: "He will be with you
forever.  What did you call him?

   "Daddy."

   "And he?"

   "When he started doing me, he called me "my little darling" but then he
started calling me "my little whore".

   I said: "Yes, I heard that."

   Irene giggled and said: "Yea, he was saying `love your tight cunt, you
little whore' and things like `your cunt is so wet, suck my cock you
whore'."

   I said: "Did you suck it nicely?"

   Irene said: "Yes, but he was more interested in doing me."

   I said: "Don't worry, he had been looking forward to this day for a long
time, you will get many more opportunities."

   She said: "Mommy, will I make him happy?"

   I said: "Of course, you will.  He loves you."

   "Can I do it again now?"

   I said: "Yes, you can, but give him some rest and take it slow, and
don't forget to take the pills."

   When she heard me speak about the pills, she pouted her red lips and
said: "Why, mommy?"
I said: "Don't be stupid, you don't want to get pregnant.  Take

precaution."

   She nodded and said: "Yes, mom," and started drying me with a towel.

   When we came out of the washroom, Brad had already laid out our clothes
on the bed.

   He handed me an almond color blouse and black skirt with black bra and
panties, and to Irene a low-cut white dress, no bra, with white thong.

   I laughed and said: "You want her to wear a white dress today?

   He smiled and said: "Yes, because now she is pure."

   We took off our towels, changed our clothes in front of him and went out
for lunch, shopping and clubbing.

   By the time we came back, it was late at night, so we took off our
clothes and went to bed naked.  When I woke up in the morning, I felt a
hand on my boobs and when I opened my eyes, I saw Irene cupping my right
boob.'

   I looked around and saw Brad licking Irene toes.  I moved my body near
to Irene and brought my boobs near her mouth and she started sucking my
nipples just like she used to do when she was a child.

   While she was sucking my nipples, Brad was slowly and sensually kissing
her toes, her legs, her thighs and then, cupping her boobs with his hands;
he kissed her inner thighs and moved his tongue deep inside her cunt.  She
felt his tongue tasting her cum and she spread her legs wife open and
putting her hands on his head she looked at him hungrily.

   After tasting her cum and her juices to his heart's content, he lifted
his head up and ran his tongue all over her tight smooth stomach and
started giving her small bites on her thighs and her sides.  She was in
rapture.  He brought his mouth near her boobs and slowly started sucking
her bright red nipples and licked her firm perky boobs, while his fingers
explored her cunt.

   His every bite, every touch, every kiss sent her into an ecstasy, but he
wasn't yet finished.  He kissed her red lips, felt her ears with his tongue
and covered her long neck with his kisses.  He turned her on her front and
caressed the back of her neck, her back and her bum with his hands and
tongue.

   Then he separated the cheeks of her sweet bum and brought his cock near
her hole, but I signaled with my finger that it was too early to fuck her
bum hole, so he shoved a finger inside her hole and after fucking it nicely
he brought his finger near her mouth and she licked it clean.

   He took her hand and moved it near his hole, so she put a finger inside
his hole and he shoved his cock into her mouth, so while he was fucking her
mouth with his cock she was finger fucking his hole.  I went down and
started licking her wet cunt with my tongue.

   He was fucking her mouth with his cock but when he tried to shove his
whole cock into her inexperienced mouth, she started choking, so I went to
him and told him to do it gently, but she was struggling to take it all in,
so I lifted her head up a little with my hands and he shoved his whole cock
into her mouth.

   He fucked her mouth with his cock until her whole face was red and her
knees began to shake, then he took it out from her mouth and shoved it
right into her cunt, while I sucked her finger that was fucking her dad's
hole.

   He tightly cupped her boobs and fucked her cunt until he came inside her
and then lay down on top her.  She held him tightly and they lay there for
a long time, with his cock inside her.  Then he took out his cock, kissed
her on the lips and all three of us washed each other's bodies.

   I had some work, so I went out but not before making them promise me
that they will not do it without me.  I came back in late afternoon, Brad
was out, and Irene told me that Brad had taken her to her room and had
played with her cunt while she gave him a blow job.  I said: "Did he come
inside your mouth?"

   She said: "No, he came on my face and my boobs, and I licked his bum
hole and cleaned it completely."

   I said: "Did he make you happy?"

   She smiled and said: "Twice."

   I said: "You are looking lovely in this pink skirt and blouse."

   She said: "Dad wanted me to wear them, and today he asked me to wear a
bra, too."

   I said: "Yes, I can see you have your bra on."

   Brad retuned late at night, drunk, and announced that from now on all
three of us will sleep naked.  He was too drunk and we were too tired, so
we straight away went to sleep.

   In the morning, Irene held his cock while he peed, and by now we were so
comfortable with each other's bodies that we sat down for breakfast naked.

   After finishing breakfast, Brad moved the table to the corner of the
room and asked me to lay down on the floor and started making love to me
right there on the living room floor, with Irene watching us from the
couch.

   He started kissing me near my ears and on my neck, then he moved to my
lips and we played with each other's tongues.  I closed my eyes while he
caressed and kissed my neck and shoulders with his tongue and lips, then he
moved his hands toward my voluptuous boobs and ran his fingers around my
nipples, instantly making them erect.

   He showered my neck, my shoulders and my back with his kisses, while I
dug my fingernails into his massive back.  He slowly started touching and
squeezing my huge boobs.  The whole scene was getting too hot for Irene, so
she sat down on the carpet and putting her face between my legs, started
licking my cunt.

   When I felt her tongue eating my cunt, I arched my back and welcomed her
tongue into my cunt.  She put her hands near my bums and started fucking me
with her tongue.

   Brad was enjoying the sight of Irene licking my cunt and he ran to the
bedroom, took out a camera and took a shot of his daughter eating her own
mom's cunt.

   Meanwhile, I was in heaven and dragged Brad back to our love making. 
Biting and kissing him everywhere, including his neck, his shoulders, his
back, his chest and his ears.  He moved his cock near my mouth and I took
all of it in my mouth and started sucking and licking it.

   When he shoved his cock into my mouth, Irene lifted her head from my
cunt and put a finger in his hole, so now Brad was fucking my mouth, Irene
was finger fucking him and eating me.

   After fucking my mouth, he took out Irene's finger from his hole, and
made me lick it clean and then put Irene's hand on his cock and she guided
his cock into my cunt.  He cupped my boobs and shoved his cock as deep as
he could, while Irene licked his bum hole and his balls with his tongue.

   When he thought he was going to come, he told Irene to put her face on
my stomach and to open her mouth, saying to her: "Yesterday, you did not
get a change to swallow my cum but today you will taste my cum, you little
whore.  Open your mouth wide, you slut".

   She opened her mouth and he came all over her face, including inside her
mouth, her eyebrows, her chin, her cheeks and hair.  She licked his cum
from her lips and then I scooped his cum from her hair, chin and cheeks and
she licked it clean from my fingers.

   After licking my fingers, she pushed me on the ground and spitted his
cum into my mouth and both of us licked each other's tongues, while he
stood there watching us share his cum, and then he told Irene to clean my
bum with her tongue and when she was finished, it was my turn to clean her
bum hole with my tongue.

   After cleaning each other, we took a shower with Brad and then he went
out for some work and Irene went to her friend's place, so I called Eli and
asked her to come over.  Eli, who was wearing a purple T-shirt with black
bra and jeans, and I, still in my night gown and no bra or panties, sat
down in the living room and I asked her about Derek and she said he was
fine.

   We started talking about her work and other things then I told her
everything, including Brad fucking Irene, our threesome, everything.  She
patiently listened and then asked me to show her the photograph of Irene
eating my cunt, so I went into the bedroom and showed her the photograph of
Irene's face buried between my legs, her hands on my pubic hair and her
naked boobs touching my legs.

   Eli looked at the photograph for a long time, and said: "You need to cut
or trim the jungle."

   I nodded and said: "The bush has become a forest."

   She said: "Is Irene's bush also a forest?"

   I said: "No, hers is still a bush."

   Eli again looked at the photograph and said "Irene is beautiful.  How is
she in bed?"

   I said: "She is learning fast, but she finds it difficult to take all of
Brad's cock into her mouth, but she will learn.  Brad has said she will be
the best fuck."

   Eli sat silently thinking something and said: "Maybe, I should try
taking Brad's cock."

   I looked at her and said: "What do you mean?"

   She said: "I would like to take him, but only if you don't have a
problem."

   I said: "I will tell Brad that you want him."

   Eli said: "It will be a one-off thing and no emotions involved."

   I smiled and said: "I know you two, so don't worry about anything, I
will talk to him."

   She said: "Do you think he will agree?

   I didn't tell her that I knew he would jump at the occasion.  I knew he
always desired her, even when we were dating.  He had told me many times
that he wanted to fuck her, and was always trying to peek at her boobs.

   Once, he was at our house and was talking to me when he saw Eli bending
down to pick up something from the floor, he nudged me with his elbow and
motioned me with his eyes toward her exposed boobs.  All this happened
before marriage, and after marriage when he heard about her threesomes his
interest in her grew.  He was always open about fucking for her.

   I asked Eli about her daughters.  She said they were doing fine in
college and are dating, but they hardly ever come home.

   I said: "You can't really blame them considering that you did try to
peek at Melisa (her younger daughter) when she was doing it with her then
boyfriend."

   Eli said: "I wasn't trying to peek.  All I wanted to see whether he was
wearing a condom or not."

   I said: "And, what were you trying to ensure the second time?"

   She laughed and said: "Okay, I was trying to peek, fine?"

   I said: "You hardly wear any clothes, especially when their boyfriends
are at home, then you try to peek and after all this you expect them to
come home?"

   Eli said: "He was such a lousy lover that I felt sorry for her after
watching him fuck her.  Both times, it was a waste of time."

   She got up from the couch, took her purse and before leaving reminded me
to talk to Brad.

   At night, Brad and I were in bed, Irene was washing the dishes, and I
told Brad about Eli's proposal, but he acted as if he wasn't interested, so
I made it sound like he was doing Eli a favor and after many "no, I'm not
interested", he relented and agreed to have sex with her.

   Brad and I were already naked, we were now sleeping naked, and when
Irene came back from the kitchen, she too took off her clothes and got in
bed with us.

   Bard wanted a blow job, so Irene and I got down on our knees, while he
lay there with his hands behind his head and watched us, and started
licking his balls and sucking his cock until he came into my mouth.

   After making him come, Irene and I started to get up to wash his cock
but he told Irene to clean it with her tongue and then go to sleep, so she
cleaned his cock with her tongue and then licked my mouth to clean it off
his cum and afterwards all three of us went to sleep.

   In the evening, Eli called and I told her that Brad has agreed to her
proposal, so she said she will come straight from work.  After speaking
with Eli, I told Irene about Eli's plan and asked her if she was okay with
it.

   Irene said: "I don't have a problem.  If dad is okay, I'm okay.  All I
want is dad to be happy, that is all."

   Eli came in a black strapless dress that was accentuating her boobs and
completely exposing her thighs.  After couple of drinks with us, Brad and
Eli went into the bedroom, while Irene and I waited in her bedroom.

   We had expected Brad to make the most noise, but this time it was Eli
who was the loud one.  She was saying such things to him like "you lucky
man, fuck me.  Shove it in, all of it."

   We knew such talks turned on Brad, and he was grunting in pleasure.  Eli
excited him more by saying things like "fuck your wife's sister, fuck her
cunt, fuck her."

   He loved it.  After all, she was his long-time fantasy.  Eli got excited
and said to Brad: "You love Irene's cunt, don't you?  Don't you love her
tight little cunt, don't you?  You love fucking her cute innocent mouth
with your big cock.  Oh yes, you do.  She is a good fuck, just like her
mother."

   Such talks drove Brad crazy.  After making each come, they called us and
when we went in, they were naked and resting on the bed.  Brad got up, took
Irene with him to the washroom where she washed his balls and cock, while
Eli stood there and watched Irene wash her own dad's cock and balls.

   All four of us went to bed but as the bed wasn't made for four people,
we left Brad there and the three of us went to sleep in Irene's room.

   On the bed, Eli had her hands on Irene's boobs and was playing with her
nipples and was telling her how to suck a large cock.

   She said: "Brad has a large cock but try to suck all of it, with
practice you will be able to suck all of it, every inch of it.  Today, when
he put his cock into my mouth, I sucked all of it because I have practice
of it, so don't be afraid."

   Irene said: "But I start choking."

   Eli said: "Don't worry you won't choke.  Let him shove it as deep as he
can, then ask him to take it out and shove it again, this way you will get
comfortable." Irene said: "When he puts it in my cunt, it pains."

   Eli said: "It pains because your cunt is still tight, but the more he
fucks you the less painful it will be.  Initially, it is always painful."

   Irene said: "I like tasting his cum, it tastes bitter, but I like it."

   Eli said: "Try to swallow it.  Ask him to come into your mouth and after
he comes, keep the cum in your mouth and swallow it slowly, don't rush
otherwise you won't be able to swallow all of it."

   The talks were making me horny, but Brad was sleeping, so I started
rubbing my legs together and when Eli saw me do that, she said to Irene:
"Go, help your mommy."

   Irene turned her body toward me and put her two fingers inside my cunt
and started masturbating me.  Eli took Irene's leg, put it on her legs, in
the process spreading Irene's legs wide and started masturbating her.

   Irene started finger fucking me and sucking my boobs and, by the time we
came, all three of us were sucking each other's boobs and were finger
fucking each other.

   In the morning, Eli watched Irene get down on her knees, hold her
daddy's cock and help him pee.  After breakfast, all three of them went
their separate ways for work and chores.  Brad returned late at night, and
told us that the work at the factory was soon going to start and from
tomorrow he will be staying at the factory and will sign the partnership
agreement in two days' time.

   As Brad had to go to the factory the next day, we all went straight to
sleep.  In the morning, Brad fucked Irene's cunt and did not let her wash
herself as he wanted her to walk around with his cum inside her cunt.  He
told her to wear a green top and jeans and, although she did not want to
wear a bra, he forced her to wear it, a green one.

   I spent the whole day alone as Brad had gone to the factory for whole
week, Irene was with her friends and Derek was with Eli and friends.  I was
afraid of again getting raped by Brad's friend, so I called Eli and she in
turn contacted one of her lovers, a police officer, who went to meet Brad's
friends and came back with a promise that they would never, ever even come
close to me or Irene.

   In the evening, Eli came to the house; Derek was staying at his friend's
place.  Eli and I went out with her friend for dinner and clubbing and
then, after dropping off her friend, Eli and I came back to the house.

   When we reached home, Irene was in her room, but when she heard us, she
came out and joined us in my room.  After telling her about our dinner and
clubbing, Eli and I started changing our clothes in front of her and after
taking off everything, except our panties, we got in bed with Irene, who
was wearing a brown T-shirt without a bra and fuchsia pink panties.

   On the bed, Irene was in the middle, with Eli and I on her each side,
and Eli started talking about her experiences, telling us that she lost her
virginity at 15 to a man who was 12 years older than her and continued to
have sex with him for well over a year.

   She said he used to work at a shop near our parents' house and whenever
she went to the shop, he would share jokes with her, talk to her, give her
attention, and then he started touching her, kissing her and one day he put
her hand on his jeans and asked her to feel him.

   She said: "From there on, he used every opportunity he got to put his
hands under my blouse, under my skirt and then one day he took me to his
house and made love to me in his room.  He was very experienced, patient
and pretty good.  He made sure that I enjoyed it as much as he did.  We
stayed at his house for more than three hours, and in that time, he fucked
me three times."

   Irene said: "Did you enjoy?"

   Eli said: "Yes, honey, I loved it.  You know, if your first guy is
experienced, like Brad was, then the pleasure increases.  He knows what to
do, how to do and, most importantly, he is not in a rush.  The first time
he fucked me, I had no idea what to do, but he taught me where to kiss him,
where to touch him and how to touch him, so by the third time, both of us
were really enjoying each other's bodies.  He opened my eyes, and my legs,
to how pleasurable sex could be."

   I said: "Where did you two do all this?  I never saw you with him."

   Eli said: "He was discreet and made sure nobody saw us.  It was also
because I was a minor and he didn't want to take any chances."

   Irene said: "How many men have you had?"

   Eli thought for a while and said: "Too many to count.  Darling, I have
had men, women, boys and girls and sometimes all of them together.  I have
done just about everything.  But, don't worry, we will make sure that you
also enjoy and taste each and everything"

   Hearing that, Irene smiled and said: "Aunt Eli, I want you all to teach
me everything."

   Eli gave Irene an affectionate look and putting her hand on her smooth
stomach said to me: "You aren't saying much?"

   I said: "I haven't done much, so there isn't lot to say."

   Eli stared at me and said: "Oh, come on, don't act like a fucking saint.
The naughtiest thing Irene has done is get fucked by her own dad and the
craziest thing I have ever done is fuck a mother and daughter together. 
Now, tell us about your craziest thing?"

   I laughed, looked at my daughter and said: "How did you get a mother and
daughter together?"

   Eli smiled and said: "You would know it very soon.  Come on; tell us
about your dark secret."

   I took a deep breath and said: "I don't know what happened, but right
after giving birth to Derek, I had the constant urge to show my body to
anybody I could, so I started wearing see-through clothes in front of
anybody who came to our house."

   Eli said: "Who all saw you?'

   I said: "Primarily, neighbors, some of Brad's friends and mom and dad."

   Eli, who was now playing with Irene's bright red nipples, said: "Go on."

   I said: "As you can imagine, there was a constant stream of visitors,
especially Brad's friends and dad."

   Eli said: "What happened?"

   I said: "They saw nearly everything, but nothing happened.  The urge was
so strong that I started breastfeeding Derek in front of dad and couple of
Brad's friends.  Initially, they tried to look away whenever I opened my
blouse and brought Derek's mouth to my nipples, but when I started doing it
often then they too couldn't resist the urge to stare at my boobs." Irene,
who until now was intently listening, said: "Even grandpa saw you?"

   I said: "Yea, grandpa, our neighbor Mr.  Gladwell and some of Brad's
friends.  I loved breastfeeding him in front of them."

   Eli looked at me for a minute or so and said: "Did anything happen with
them?"

   I replied: "No, I wasn't looking for anything to happen; I just wanted
to show them my body."

   Irene said: "And what happened after I was born?"

   I took her lovely face in my hands, kissed her on her lips and said:
"Nothing happened, sweetheart, I was over with that urge."

   Eli said: "I think daddy has seen my boobs, but I'm not so sure."

   I laughed and said: "Eli, everybody has seen your boobs.  You have been
showing your body to us since school, so I am sure daddy, too, has seen
it."

   Eli took Irene's boobs in her hands and said: "Well, Irene is luckier
than us, she is enjoying her dad."

   Irene smiled and kissed Eli, who started running her hands all over
Irene's young, tight body.  Eli moved her body on top of Irene's and
brought her nipples near Irene's mouth, which hungrily fell on Eli's
nipples.

   While Irene's mouth was on her nipples, Eli moved her hands near Irene's
cunt and, after removing Irene's white panties, Eli started fucking her
cunt with her fingers.

   Then Eli brought her bums near Irene's face and Irene took off Eli's red
panties and started eating Eli's completely shaved cunt, but Irene wasn't
doing it in the correct way, so Eli looked at me and I went up to Irene and
told her to slowly run her tongue over Eli's cunt and lick it nicely.

   Eli was on her knees, her cunt on Irene's mouth while her hands were all
over Irene's stomach, boobs and thighs.  Then Eli lay down on top of Irene
and, while Irene licked her cunt, Eli started licking Irene's tight cunt.

   Watching them eat other's cunts was driving me crazy, so I removed my
black panties and started fingering myself, but when Eli saw me fingering
myself, she moved me herself closer to me and guided Irene's hands into my
cunt.  Irene, whose cunt was getting fucked by Eli, started kissing me all
over, licking and sucking my nipples and then she put her tongue inside my
cunt and began fucking her own mom with her tongue.

   Eli took her tongue out of Irene's cunt and both Irene and Eli started
kissing me, touching me, feeling me, rubbing their bodies against my
totally naked body and kept on fucking me until I came.

   After making me come, I helped Eli come and then both of us eat Irene
until her cum started dripping all over our tongues.

   We licked, sucked and fucked each other to our heart's content, and then
went to sleep.  In the morning, Eli went to work while Irene and I got busy
with household chores.

   Eli called me and told me she was bringing her husband Ray with her to
have coffee at my place and told me to wear something sexy.  I sent Irene
on a chore and, although I had no idea why Eli had asked me to wear
something sexy, I decided to wear a tight cropped yellow sleeveless shirt
with a lilac softcup bra and a short camel colored skirt with purple
panties.

   Little later, Eli came wearing a sheer black T-shirt with jade cream
demi cup bra and green shorts, while Ray was in jeans and blue shirt.

   When Ray saw me, his eye instantly went to my boobs and then to my
thighs, and they remained there for the whole evening.

   When I saw him looking at me, I understood that Eli, who had done every
conceivable act, now wanted her timid, shy husband to have little fun, so I
decided to play along with her.

   I gave them drinks, put on salsa music and even though both Eli and I
didn't know how to do salsa, we started moving our bodies with the music
and soon Eli had her arms around me and was moving her hands over my boobs,
my stomach and my thighs.

   Ray, who was sitting on the couch, watched us run our hands all over
each other's bodies, grind our bodies against each other and sensually and
sexually embrace each other, but we made it look as if we were just dancing
and weren't doing it to arouse or excite him.

   After our dance session, Eli asked Ray to dance with her, but he was
feeling so shy and intimidated that he wasn't even able to move his body,
so Eli asked me to join them and I went and caught Ray's arms from behind,
while Eli put her hands on his hips, and we started moving and shaking his
body.

   With him sandwiched between me, my whole body was pressed against his
back and Eli's was pressed against his front, he had no choice but to shake
his leg.

   Eli took his hands and moved them all over her body then she turned her
back to him, pushing her bum against his groin, and he ran his hands over
her boobs, her stomach and her hips.

   His fingers caressed her face, her neck, her boobs, her stomach and her
thighs, then she turned his body toward me and he held me from behind and
touched my boobs, my stomach and my thighs, which were exposed under the
short skirt.

   All three of us were trying to do salsa, but what we were actually doing
was letting Ray play with our bodies, and even though he was timid and shy,
he grabbed the opportunity and cupped and squeezed my boobs, but I didn't
react and acted as if he was just dancing.

   When he cupped my boobs, I felt the bulge in his jeans growing and
rubbing against my thighs and bum, so I winked at Eli and she and Ray went
to the couch where they started making out.  I sat there with my drink and
watched them kiss and touch other, but when Eli started to unzip his jeans;
I got up and went into my room, from where I could hear them make love.

   Eli fucked Ray on my couch and then both of them left for their home.

   At night, there was only me and Irene and we slept in our respective
rooms.  In the morning, Eli called me and told me that Ray had loved our
dance and wanted to come again to my house, but she won't bring him with
her.

   She came in the evening with Derek.  We had dinner and the after
watching TV and having drinks, Eli and Derek went to Irene's room, while
Irene came with me to my room.

   At night, both Irene and I could hear Derek fucking Eli, and when I saw
Irene intently listening to their moans and voices, I asked her if she
wanted to go her room, she said yes and went to join Eli and Derek.

   As soon as Irene went, Eli came to my room, totally naked, and when I
asked her where Irene was and why was she here, she smiled and said: "Irene
is with her brother, while I am with my sister".

   Eli came and lay down next to me and when we heard Irene moaning, Eli
told me she has left the door little open and asked me if I wanted to watch
Derek and Irene.

   I refused the offer, but curiosity got better of me, and Eli and I got
out of the room and started peeking through the gap.

   Irene, who by now was experienced in sexual positions, was sitting on
top of Derek and was riding him.  He had his arms around her naked bums,
his cock was deep inside her cunt and his face was buried in her boobs.

   She, meanwhile, had her hands on his chest and was fucking her own
brother's cock.

   He was pushing his large cock inside her tight as far as he could while
his mouth and hands were playing with her boobs, her smooth stomach and her
sexy thighs.

   His touch, his kisses and his cock was making her moan, and her body was
making him repeat again and again that she was so beautiful, so hot and so
fucking awesome.

   He lay there reiterating his love for her and her body, while she rode
him and fucked him, like a professional whore.

   He came inside her and when he got up to wash himself, I saw his cock
for the first time, and let me just say I wasn't disappointed with his
size.

   Eli and I went back to my room, where Eli took off my nightgown and then
her jeans and gray T-shirt, her orange bra and panties and started kissing
and fingering me.  With her fingers inside my cunt and her mouth on my
boobs, she asked me whether I enjoyed watching Irene getting fucked by her
own brother.

   I said: "I did."

   She said: "Did it make you wet?"

   I took out her fingers from my cunt, showed her my cum dripping from her
fingers and licked her fingers clean.

   She said: "Did you like Derek's cock?"

   I said: "Yes, it's lovely."

   She said: "Do you want it inside your cunt?  Do you want him to fuck his
own mom?"

   I said: No."

   Eli said: "He will fuck you, whether you want it or not.  But before he
fucks you, I will fuck your cunt, my sweet sister."

   Eli and I made love well into the night and then we went off to sleep.

   In the morning, I was alone in my bed, Eli had already left as she had
to go home, change and then go to office, when Irene came and lay down next
to me, she was wearing only her panties, and told me that last night she
and Derek had made love, and she was happy that finally she had made love
to him.

   I told her I was happy to hear that she had enjoyed making love to her
brother, and asked her to take precaution.

   She hugged me and said: "I love you, mom."

   I replied: "I love you, too, darling."

   We got up, changed and then all three of us had breakfast.

   Later in the day, I went to watch a movie with school colleagues and
came back home in the evening, had dinner with Irene and Derek and after
watching TV, I went to my room, while Irene and Derek went to their room.

   At night, I could clearly hear Derek's voices and Irene moans and knew
that Derek was again fucking his own little sister.

   I was sleeping when I felt somebody near me and saw Irene snuggling into
my nightgown.  I moved my hand behind her back to bring her nearer to me
and saw that she wasn't wearing anything, not ever her panties.

   Irene moved her naked body near mine and asked me how I was.

   I gave her a tight hug, and said: "Until now, Brad and I kept you and
Derek awake with our noises, and now you guys keep me awake with your
noises." Irene smiled and said: "Were we making too much noise?"

   I said: "Yes, especially you."

   She said: "Mom, it was so good that I wasn't able to control myself.  Do
you want me to tone it down?"

   I said: "No, I want you to enjoy as much as possible."

   Irene said: "He is good, mom, really good."

   I was about to say that she was a lucky girl, when Derek walked into the
room, wearing underwear, came straight to my left side, and, without even
asking me, opened the top part of my nightgown and started sucking my right
nipple.

   When Irene saw Derek sucking my nipple, she moved her hand near my cunt
and started completely opening the gown, but I put my hand on her hand and
told her not to open the gown.

   She looked at me and said: "Why mom?"

   I removed her hand and said: "Maybe, later."

   Derek saw what was happening, so he turned my back toward him, tightly
cupped my boobs and shoved the front of his underwear into my bum.

   I felt his huge erect cock on my bum, but didn't ask him to move his
groin away from my bum.

   Irene saw him shoving his groin into my bum, gave him a big smile and
kissed me on my lips and then kissed her brother.

   Derek, who was still cupping my boobs, said: "Mom, why don't you give us
bath us like you used to?"

   I ran my fingers through Irene's brown hair, and said: "Because now I
don't have to force you to keep yourself clean or to take bath."

   He said: "Will you give us bath, mom."

   I said: "No, I won't."

   Derek said: "Why not?"

   I said: "Because now you know how take a bath."

   Irene moved his hand from my boobs, started sucking my nipples and said:
"Come on, mom, give us a bath, it will be fun."

   I relented and said: "Okay, I will.  Now, let me go as I have to go to
the loo."

   In the afternoon, I had just finished washing clothes, when Derek came
to me and asked me if I would give him a bath.

   I looked at him, saw that he was in jeans and shirt, so I asked him to
change his clothes and I went into my room to take off my skirt and blouse.

   He came into the room wearing his underwear and went straight to the
washroom.  I asked him if Irene also wants a bath.

   He told me she has gone out to her friend's place.  I took off my skirt
and blouse and joined him in the washroom in my blue bra and matching
panties.

   Although there was a bath tub, but he went and stood under a shower, so
I took a soap, stood behind him and started washing his tall, handsome
body.

   I lathered his arms, his neck, his chest, his back, his stomach, his
thighs and his legs.  The water was completely drenching my bra and
panties, so I took off my bra and threw it in the bath tub.

   After cleaning his whole body with the soap, I handed the soap to him to
clean his front and bum area, but he handed it back to me, so I rubbed the
soap in my hands and put my hands inside his underwear and started cleaning
his bum and then I moved my hands to his front and inside his underwear.

   During the whole bathing session, his back was toward me, so when I put
my right hand inside his underwear, I realized for the first time that his
cock was completely erect.

   I rubbed the soap over his cock and started cleaning his cock and his
balls.  With my face hidden behind his broad back, I took his cock out of
his underwear and was washing it when he put his hand on my hand and
started stroking his cock with my hand.

   When he started stroking his cock, I pulled down his underwear and
started kissing his naked bum.  I got on my knees, put my face on his bum
and began to masturbate him.

   He leaned back, put his hands on my naked shoulders and enjoyed the
sight of his own mom stroking his cock.

   Within minutes, I felt his bum move in short jerks and knew he was
coming on the floor and the wall, and felt his cum on my hand.

   After he came, I washed his cock and he tried to turn toward me, but I
stopped him, wrapped the towel around his hips and shooed him out of the
washroom.

   Then I washed his cum from the wall and the floor, took off my blue
panties and got under the shower.

   Derek changed into jeans and shirt and went to meet his friends.  I,
too, got into jeans and a yellow camisole with a candy pink front closure
bra and went out.

   I was at a supermarket when Ray called me on my cell phone and asked me
if he could come to meet me.  I replied that he can meet me whenever he
wants, and asked him to come to my house in twenty minutes.

   I rushed home, thought of teasing him and changed into a halter top with
no bra and a red skirt with matching thongs.  He arrived after fifteen
minutes, and I gave him a tight hug at door, burying my boobs into his
shirt.

   He sat down on the couch in the living room and after giving him a
drink, we started talking about his work then I shifted the conversation to
Eli, and he was soon making it obvious that he wasn't too happy with her.

   I knew he wasn't getting anything in bed from Eli, she was after all too
busy with Derek and Brad and other men, so I tried to reassure him that
everything would be okay, but both of us knew that he was in the wrong
marriage.

   I felt bad for him and thought if Eli can enjoy other men then Ray can
have some fun, too.  So, I went and sat beside him and started praising
him, telling him that any woman would be lucky to have such a gentle,
caring husband.

   My pep talk was cheering him up, and soon he was smiling.  When he
turned his face toward me and smiled, I grabbed his face with my hands and
kissed him on his lips.

   My action completely and totally shocked him, but before he could even
recover, I began kissing him and moved his hand inside my halter top.  When
he felt his hand against my boobs, he started kissing me and began
squeezing my boobs.

   I wanted him to take it slowly, but he was in a rush, and before I could
even take off my top, his trousers and underwear were on the floor and he
was trying to hump my thong.

   Seeing his desperate situation, I allowed him to fuck me in any way he
wanted, so I lay down on the couch, while he took off my thong, my top and
started fucking my cunt.

   He started in a rush and finished it also in a rush, but I kept on
praising him and continued to say sweet nothings to him until he was out of
the house.

   But once he was out of the door, I realized that not only was he not a
match for Derek or Brad, but that I cannot go through the torture of him
fucking me again.

   After dinner, Eli came and I told her and Irene about giving bath to
Derek and masturbating him, but did not tell them about Ray.

   Eli said: "Derek is big, isn't he?"

   I nodded my head and said: "Yes, he is."

   Irene, who was listening to the story with her eyes wide open, said:
"Mom, why didn't you wait for me?"

   I replied: "Don't worry; your chance will come, too."

   Eli patted her head and said: "I have a special gift for you, but will
show it to you at night."

   Derek came back from his friend's place and we all had drinks together,
then Derek took Eli to his room, while Irene and I went into mine's.

   Little later, Eli came with her bag to my room and told us that Derek
has gone to sleep, so now she will show her the gift she has brought for
Irene.

   She took off her clothes, opened her bag and took out a large strap-on.
Its size was really amazing

   After putting it on, Eli told Irene to take off her clothes, and as soon
as Irene was naked, Eli started fucking her cute little cunt with the
strap-on.

   Eli, who was one experienced woman, was fucking Irene like a well-hung
man.  I watched in amazement, as Eli worked her magic on Irene's cunt.

   When Irene started moaning and writhing in pleasure, Eli withdrew the
strap-on from Irene's cunt and handed it to me, but I had no idea how it
worked, so I gave it back to Eli, who strapped it around her hips and
continued fucking Irene.

   While Eli was working the magic of the strap-on on Irene's cunt, I was
playing with Irene's tight, young body, kissing and touching each and every
part of it, including her bright red nipples and her smooth thighs.

   In the morning, I was dusting the living room, Eli had already left for
her home, when Irene came out of her room, wearing Derek's shirt and
nothing else, and asked me to give her a bath.

   So, I went with her to the washroom, took off my skirt and blouse,
leaving my black panties on, and she took off her shirt and stood stark
naked under the shower.

   I was washing her beautiful, young body when Derek walked into the
washroom, wearing his shorts, and after taking off his shorts, he joined
us.

   Although I had already glimpsed his cock, most recently when I gave him
a bath, but to actually look at it from such close proximity was a totally
exhilarating experience, and I just couldn't take my eyes off it.

   Both Irene and Derek saw the desperate desire in my eyes, but they knew
saying anything would have spoilt the mood, so they allowed me to enjoy the
moment in silence.

   I started washing Irene's fully ripped boobs, her small cunt and his
cock, his balls and his bum, and was washing his broad chest when he put
his hands on my naked shoulders and pushed me on my knees.

   Then, he dangled his erect cock in front of my face, so Irene and I
started masturbating him, while he felt, touched, squeezed and caressed my
voluptuous boobs.  Irene and I took turns in stroking his cock and
squeezing his balls and the sight of his own sister and mother stroking his
cock was driving him into ecstasy, and soon he came all over our faces.

   After he unloaded his cum on our faces, on our necks and on our boobs, I
washed his cock and then Irene and I washed each other and then we all got
out of the washroom.

   I had some work, so I changed into jeans and T-shirt and went out.

   When I came back in the evening, Derek and Irene were preparing dinner,
and after dinner when we sat down for drinks, Derek unbuttoned Irene's
blouse and started playing with her boob and then he made her sit on his
lap, while he sucked her nipples and fingered her cunt.

   Then at night, all three of us slept in my room and Derek made love to
Irene, while Irene kissed and licked my whole body, except my cunt, which
was still hidden under the panties.

   Derek moved his cock near my mouth, apparently he wanted me to suck his
cock, but I moved my lips away from his cock and instead started stroking
it, an act he didn't appreciate.

   Then he tried to take off my panties, but I stopped him from doing that,
so all he was allowed to do was play with my boobs and my thighs.

   In the morning, Derek went to Eli's place as Brad was coming in the
evening.  Brad came from the factory site in the evening and spent the
whole night fucking Irene in her room.  After breakfast, he again fucked
her, but this time he brought her to our room and screwed her cunt in full
of view me.  He spent the whole weekend fucking Irene, and even though Eli
wanted to come to have sex with him, but he was so busy with Irene that he
told her to come next weekend.

   On Monday evening, Derek came back to stay with us, and at night he and
Irene made love on my bed, but this time I did not participate, only
watched.  Though both Irene and Derek tried to get me into the action, but
I only wanted to watch Derek make love to his own sister.

   The next day, I was dusting the room with Irene when Derek came from
behind and hugged me, pushing his naked erect cock into my nightgown, then
he cupped my boobs over the gown, kissed me on my neck, my ear and then
gently lifted me and after putting me on the bed, he slowly took off my
gown and handed it to Irene, who was sitting on the edge of the watching
us, and he started making love to me, his own mother.

   He turned me on my front, and began licking my toes, the soul of my feet
and from there he moved all the way to my back and neck.  Each kiss of his
lips, each touch of his tongue, and each touch of his fingers was sending
shivers across my whole body.  He slowly and patiently touched and kissed
each and every part of my neck, my shoulders, my back, my bums, my thighs,
my legs, my knees and my toes.  His tongue felt nearly each and every pore
on my body.

   Then he turned me around and started working his sensual touch on my
stomach, my boobs, my nipples, my thighs and my legs.

   He was sucking my nipples, when I pushed his body under me, got on top
of him and after restraining his arms with mine, I started kissing him all
over, starting from his broad chest, I moved to his stomach, his thighs,
and then his legs.

   I was kissing his stomach when he put his hand on my head and gently
guided me to his cock, which I gladly and hungrily took into my mouth.

   Watching me suck my own son's cock was too much too for Irene, so she
came near us and took his cock in her mouth.

   After letting her suck his cock, I sat on top of him and guided his
throbbing cock into my wet cunt.  He put his hands on my bums and started
fucking his own mother's cunt.

   While he was fucking my cunt with his huge cock, Irene was licking his
balls and was fingering his bum hole, something he really enjoyed.

   When he came, I held him tightly and did not let him go until his last
drop was deep inside my cunt.

   After that, he couldn't have enough of me and we fucked each other the
whole day.  At night, Eli came and she and Irene watched Derek make love to
me, then Eli and Irene took turns in fucking me with the strap-on.

   Then Eli fucked Irene, while Derek and I watched.  Then all four of us
fucked each other.

   The next day, Eli took me to the washroom, made me stand in the bath
tub, told Irene to get a razor and shaving cream, and after spreading my
legs, asked Derek to shave off my forest.

   I did not want Derek to shave me nor I wanted him to completely shave
off my pubic hair, but all three of them were determined to clean my
forest, so I put one leg inside the tub and the other on the side of the
tub and opened my cunt for Derek to shave.

   He applied a good load of the shaving cream around my cunt and on his
hands and started shaving the pubic hair of his own mother.

   While Derek was shaving me, I realized that just like Brad controlled
Irene through love, Derek was now controlling me - and the realization of
being controlled by my own son was truly exciting.

   After clearing my bush, we had breakfast and then took turns in fucking
and enjoying each other's bodies until the weekend, when it was Brad's turn
to enjoy Eli's, Irene's and my body.

   Meanwhile, Ray called me several times, but I always managed to avoid
him by saying that Eli was my sister, that what we did was wrong and that
we cannot do it again.

   During the weekend, Brad asked Irene to go on her fours in our room, and
then he went behind her and after applying a gel he had bought, he asked me
to prepare her.

   I went near Irene and told her that daddy was going to put his large
cock inside her bum hole, and, initially, it will hurt a lot, but soon she
will start enjoying it.

   I sat down on the edge of the bed, with my legs dangling on the floor,
told Irene to put her hands on my naked shoulders and bend down.  She
placed her hands on my shoulders, bended down and prepared herself for
daddy's cock.

   He applied the gel all over her hole and over his cock, and slowly and
gently tried to enter her hole, but she was too tight for him, so he again
tried and after the fifth try, succeeded in entering her hole.

   As soon as the top part of his cock entered her hole, she gave a loud
scream, but I tightly held her bums and told Brad to increase his pace. 
Brad took a deep breath, covered Irene's face with his hands and shoved his
cock all the way into her tight hole.

   It was so painful for Irene that she tried to get away, but I and Brad
held her tightly and Brad continued fucking her hole, completely ignoring
her screams and pleas.

   He fucked her tight hole like he was fucking a well-fucked cunt.  Her
tightness drove him crazy, while the pain drove Irene mad.

   After coming inside her hole, he took his cock out of her hole and put
it inside her mouth, so she had no option but to clean it with her lips and
tongue.

   The next morning, Brad and I were in the living room watching TV, when
Brad called Irene, but she was in her room, so she wasn't able to hear him,
so he called her again, but she again did not hear him, so I got up to call
her, but he told me to sit down and this time he shouted her name.

   She came running from her room, and stood in front of Brad with her head
bowed.  He looked at her from head to toe and admired the citrus colored
short skirt she was wearing, the lemon colored thong under it and the
strawberry tank top with lipstick red plunge bra, clothes he had chosen for
her in the morning.

   He said to her: "I had told you to come whenever I called you, but you
took your time.  I am trying to discipline you, but you continue to disobey
me.  Now, go and get the rod from the kitchen."

   She went to the kitchen, with her head still bowed, and brought the
wooden rod.  He took the rod from her, told her to put her hands on the
couch and bend over.

   He went to her, lifted her skirt, revealing her beautiful bums and her
lovely thong, and began whipping her bum with the rod.

   With each smack, her bum turned more and more red and she felt more and
more pain, but she clinched her teeth and did not utter even a voice.

   He kept on smacking her bum until her knees turned week, but she did not
even flinch.

   After turning her bum bright red, he sat down on the couch and told
Irene to get an empty glass from the kitchen.

   When she came with the glass, he told her to take off his shorts and to
jerk him in the glass.  She got down on her knees, took off his shorts and
started masturbating him in the glass.  While she was stroking his cock, I
was watching her from the couch.

   He came into glass, handed her and told her to drink his cum and not to
leave even a tiny bit in the glass.

   When she heard him say that, she looked at me and expected me to
intervene, but I knew it was useless to talk to Brad when he was in that
mood, so I just kept looking at her.

   When she saw that I wasn't going to help her, she brought the glass to
her mouth and started drinking his cum.  She finished it in three or four
gulps, but there was still cum at the sides and bottom of the glass, so she
licked it with her fingers, and completely cleaned the glass.

   He lifted the glass, inspected it and then asked me to clean his cock
with my tongue, so I went to him and started licking his cock with my
tongue.

   Satisfied at our performance, he got up, zipped his shorts and went out
for a walk.

   The next day when Brad left for his office site, I sent Irene on a
chore, and asked Derek to come to the bedroom, where after completely
undressing him, I made him lay down on his back and took the strap-on and
the gel, but when I started applying the gel on his bum hole, he sat up and
began staring at me.

   I kissed him on his lips and said: "Eli has told me you enjoy this, so
let me do it, please.  I want us to have no shame, to enjoy each and every
thing, so let me make you happy.  Please."

   He kept looking me, and then lay back on his front, and I applied the
gel and entered his bum hole with the dildo.  I wasn't as good as Eli, but
was fucking his hole with all my confidence and strength and, very soon, he
was enjoying it.

   All of us continued to fuck each other for months, until Irene got
pregnant.  We did not want her to keep the baby, but she was adamant,
especially after she found out it was her own daddy's daughter she was
carrying.

   Irene gave birth to a beautiful girl, who we named Kay Parker, after the
famous movie star of incest-themed films.

   Brad held Kay in his hands and said she was beautiful.

   I said: Yes, she is."

   I looked at Irene and said: "Just like you, she is going to eat many
cocks."

   Irene smiled and said: "Touchwood."

   When Irene came back from the hospital after giving birth, she told me
she was going to do the same thing I had done after I gave birth to Derek.
Initially, I did not understand what she meant, but soon understood her
plan.

   She not only started wearing less and less clothes in front of others,
but also began to breastfeed Kay in front of everybody, including total
strangers.

   So, Eli's husband Ray, Brad's father and other men enjoyed the sight of
her completely naked milk-filed boobs, her bright red nipples and her
thighs and her stomach.  They all loved her young semi-naked body,
especially Brad's father.

   When Irene began breastfeeding Kay, it was understood by all of us that
the milk was only for Kay, but Brad started asking Irene to let him taste
her milk, so after much pestering she allowed him to suck her nipples and
taste the milk of her boobs.

   Once Brad got the green signal, he began spending the whole weekend
competing with Kay for Irene's milk.  Soon, I found Brad sucking Irene's
one nipple, while Kay was sucking her other nipple.  When Derek heard that
Irene was sharing her milk with Brad, he too demanded some of it.  So,
during the weekdays, Irene fed her breast milk to Derek and, during the
weekends, to Brad.

   Eli and I weren't interested in tasting Irene's milk, but when we saw
Brad and Derek enjoying it, we too started sucking it from her nipples. 
So, in the end, Irene was feeding her breast milk to all of us - and we
loved it.

   We were now a family that not only loved each other, but also shared
each and every thing.