Ginger's 32-year old brother, Roger, was experiencing a similar sex-starved situation since his bitter and expensive divorce and his wife Ruth's remarriage. He lost the house and his kids in the divorce, and for the past few months he and Ginger had been celibately living together in her spare bedroom with her two children, sharing the kitchen, TV, and living room. Unbeknownst to the other, in the privacy of their respective bedrooms, both Roger and Ginger resorted to frequent bouts of self-abuse.

Roger had taken to renting XXXX porno movies, which he played in his bedroom with the door closed and the volume turned way down, so that Ginger would think he was asleep. When the hour arrived for Ginger to retire for the night, Roger would slip off his robe and stand naked facing the TV and a floor-to-ceiling mirror. Some nights he could get his balls off two or three times before giving in to the sleep fairy and a night of turning and tossing. His regular morning erections made a tent out of his top sheet.

Little did he know at the time that Ginger had sneaked one of his erotic movies to the TV in her room and spent hours massaging her firm boobs, fingering her juicy twat, and sucking her tasty cunt flavored fingers. This particular cassette showed explicit sexual frivolities between actors posing to be brothers and sisters, interspersed with scenes displaying daughters fucking and sucking off their fathers and sons fucking and going down on their mothers' pussies.

The next morning, Roger missed one of the TV movies, which were due to be exchanged at the rental place for others. He didn't want to broach the subject with Ginger, so he waited until she was in the shower to retrieve it. He was searching in her room, dressed only in his jockey shorts. Fresh from her shower, she was surprised to find him in her bedroom. Ginger walked in with with only a towel wrapped around her waist, with her ivory breasts perky and bare. She said, without any embarrassment whatsoever, that she had sneaked the cassette and had played it over and over more than three times while diddling her cunt and fingering her asshole.

"Roger, you may disagree, but I really don't see anything wrong with mature adults enjoying each other's bodies. If you and I were doing it like the actors in these cassettes, think of the money you could save on the rentals, and you'd certainly get a fuck more satisfying than your hand jobs. My dead husband had been a man of the world before we married, but he always told me that I was the greatest cock sucker and the best fuck he'd ever had."

"Don't stand there in your jockeys and tell me that you are not interested in my ass. I'd have to be blind not to have noticed the rise in your pants whenever you see me in my string bikini or my shorty bathrobe, you know the one that exposes my buns and my cunt from behind whenever I bend over. I do this for your benefit quite a few times every day just to see if you can still fog a mirror."

"A few gray hairs on my head haven't diminished my appetite for sucking cock and regularly getting a good fuck. I dearly loved to suck Jerry's cock for the delicious juice which he squirted from his hairy balls, and, after watching these sex movies, I have even imagined your cock juice surging past my tonsils. I haven't seen you naked since you were 12 years old, but the bundle you are showing off right now in your jockey shorts before my naked tits is very impressive. Roger, I want you to let me suck your cock and for you to fuck me now."

"Listen, Ginger, we are both mature and responsible adults, but we simply have to draw the line at brother-sister sex. Not only does the good book say that it is wrong, but the law in this state makes it a crime for which you and I can both go to jail. Your boobs and ass certainly look good in your thong swim suit, and your pussy is probably the sweetest thing for munching on that a girl can have between her legs, but we must put temptation down. Just between you and me, however, except for our close family relationship, I'd love to do right now with you everything those actors in the porno video did to each other. I salivate and my cock actually dribbles when I think of sucking and taking nourishment from your cunt. The cheeks of your ass enthrall me with the mystery of what you have in the valley between them."

"But, Roger, the kids are gone to summer camp for two weeks, and no one can possibly know what we do in complete privacy. This brother-sister thing isn't going to keep me from getting a great fuck. Your mind can hold back, but I can tell the way your cock is bulging right now that it doesn't seem to have much of a conscience, and I guarantee that it will feel better in my cunt than if you just jerked it off. Your five-finger cock massages don't do me a bit of good, and all that ball cream is just wasted. When I do the laundry, I see the dried hard spots on your sheets."

Ginger was quick to reply, "We are going to do it right now, even if I have to rape you. After we do it, if you are still bugged by this old-fashioned superstition about brothers and sisters not fucking each other, I promise that I'll put on my ankle length nun's garb and never display my ass to you again. Otherwise, if you choose, we can fuck each other's brains out for the next two weeks, while the children are away." At which point Ginger dropped her towel exposing her freshly smooth shaven mound and douched cunt and pulled Roger's jockies to his ankles. Her eyes sparkled as she saw his giant balls and his erect cock spring to attention as if on command.

"Let's not resist nature's demands any longer, Roger," Ginger, told him after a sensuous French kiss. His hands on her breasts triggered the flow of her vaginal juices, as she lovingly caressed his genitals while sucking his nipples. I have been waiting for you to fuck me much too long, and I can see by my handful of your goodies that you are as ready for action as I am."

Roger's cock in a flag-pole erection looked proud, and Ginger gasped as she looked at its magnificent plum-like head. She nearly orgasmed just thinking of how good it was going to feel in her hot, churning twat after a decent amount of his cunt lapping. As she caressed his meat, Roger fondled her tits, telling her what lovely knockers she had. Then he took her in his arms, and while they kissed, he rubbed his hands down her back to feel her ass cheeks and fingered into her smooth ass crack. Ginger loved the way he cuddled her and the way his pre-cum dripping rod poked against her belly button.

As their kiss ended, Roger stepped back, staring at his sister's lovely tits, flat belly, and pristine ass. While Ginger awaited with sexual desire, she felt happy with the appearance of her body, more proud than nervous at baring it to her very own brother. He had certainly been as sex starved as she. "I still can't believe that tits can be so beautiful, so big, so firm." He held one in each hand as he kissed and fondled them and their blooming erect nipples.

"Ginger, sister, you may wonder if I am ever going to get around to fucking you, but first I'm going to suck your gorgeous nipples, and I'm also going to eat your sweet pussy and make you cum with my tongue in your slit, you are going to be my original low-calorie breakfast, but to hell with the calories anyway. I've waited months for this and you are also going to get licked, kissed, and sucked a lot of other places as well. Big sister, you had to talk me into this, but now I'm going to drive you crazy, you are going to forget that I am your little brother with the 12-year old cock that you remembered all these years."

"After you have done all of that, Roger, and made me cum many times, I'll beg you to fuck me rough and hard with the cock that I feel poking my belly button and dripping on my belly. It can't help but be the greatest fuck ever when it's inside my hot cunt that you will have made it the juiciest it has ever been. As your nuts slap against me, I'll pretend that you are superman, but, of course, without the cape, and that it will last forever. If I cross my legs I can pin your cock in my love hole and make you my fucking prisoner."

"My sweet loving brother, if it will help you to forget that I'm your sister, you can call be Susy Slut or just some cheap, low-down common street whore. That way when we fuck, you won't be able to hold any of your cum back, and I want it all. While you are living here, I never want you to shoot off again without me being on the receiving end. Now you do really and truly want to fuck me don't you, Roger?"

"My silly, sister, be my private whore. You can get your answer by just shaking hands with my cock and imagine it buried in your slit rubbing your clit," Roger told her. Then they were kissing mouth to mouth again and her breasts were pressed against his hairy chest. His hands clutched her firm ass as they shared saliva.

Ginger was sighing loudly as Roger sucked and caressed her tits. While he sucked one of her luscious twin globes, he cupped them both. This drove her further into ecstasy. She then felt one of his hands slipping down to her belly, and she invitingly spread her legs wide for his probing. Roger's fingers traipsed the path right down to her shaven pube, and he felt the moist warmth of her cunt. His palm and fingers thrilled her as he continued to suck her nipples, back and forth like a windshield wiper, going back and forth, back and forth. "Roger, my cunt is so hot and juicy for you," Ginger said.

"I was just about to go down there for closer inspection, if you think you can stand a giant tongue licking cum." Ginger gasped as his face went into her crotch. As he licked and kissed her inner thighs and pussy lips, Roger slipped his hands under the cheeks of her ass. He fondled her cheeks, but kept on sucking and slurping in her crotch, making her twist and squirm for joy. Her body trembled in an orgasm that was as explosive as any she had ever known. "Oh, Roger," she sighed, "you must be a magician with that snake-like tongue."

Then Ginger turned over and lay face down as Roger's hands went to the gorgeous cheeks of her ass. When he kissed and licked the bare skin around her upper crack, Ginger nearly came again. It had been so long since her husband, Jerry, had kissed her there so tenderly, and she had missed it more than she knew. Before taking his mouth away, he licked the top of her crack and flooded it with saliva. From time to time, he would leave her butt cheeks and his hands would pull them apart; then he was between the delectable cheeks with his tongue and he was licking down where the sun don't shine. The tip of his tongue tickled her bung, and she quivered as he lapped her sweet bud, the length of his tongue exploring her innards.

"Now my demure big sister, Would you like me to get your hot twat ready for another cum? When she answered "Yes" by simply nodding her head, she turned over and bent her knees, moving her legs wide apart, he stared into her crotch where he saw a cunt that was truly inviting more loving attention. "Sis, why didn't you tell me about your beautiful cunt? It truly is a work of art." He parted the cunt lips, stroking gently between them with his saliva moistened fingers. He fingered her slit and felt her twinge. While he rubbed over her flat stomach and shaven pubes, Roger went on fingering her twat. When he found her clit, her body jerked spasmodically. She quivered uncontrollably as an almost unbearable orgasm grasped her from her tingling scalp to the tip of her toes.

He calmly pressed his hand on her cunt and held it there until her orgasm weakened and then passed. Roger began kissing her inner upper thighs as she prayed that his mouth would again find its way to her cunt for more muff-diving. It certainly would not take much lapping to get her off once again.. He worked slowly, and then she felt his moist breath on her crotch. Ginger expectantly waited for him to get her pussy in his mouth. She felt a tongue licking kiss on her gash, and then he was sucking the lips of her box. Ginger knew she was about to take off again with another super orgasm. As Roger sucked her cunt and fingered her bung, she just couldn't believe that the two of them could produce such out-of-this-world sensations. It certainly could never be that good again. But Ginger was not prepared for the thrill when his tongue came into play and he began rough tonguing her open gash, with the length of his tongue in her sweet pussy.

His tongue continued to probe deeply inside her snatch, and Ginger told herself that her very own brother's tongue must certainly be the world champion cunt-lapping tool. Roger shifted his position slightly, and Ginger's yelp filled the room as he tongued and sucked her erect clit. Ginger feared her cries would be heard by her neighbors who might call 911. But she didn't care about anything except what magic Roger was working on and in her cunt, as he licked on and on until her climax struck again and again.

Her expectations about the magnitude of the cum were not in any way disappointing. While basking in bedroom heaven, Ginger kept Roger's face trapped in her crotch licking and slurping away. Later, when he raised his cunt-juiced face from her wet crotch, he read all her thoughts. "My God, Roger my darling, it must be time to do something about your beautiful cock. It's been hard for such a long time. Don't you think it deserves to soak in my cunt and shoot off, filling me with your cream?" "Bless you, big sister, for mentioning my erection problem. It would certainly feel a whole lot better buried in that sweet cunt of yours all the way to the hilt. Do you feel able to take my stiff prick all the way to my balls?"

"Roger, my pussy feels wet enough to take in both your cock and your balls. Fuck me, little brother. Fuck me and shoot all your cream into me and make my box even juicier than you have already have. I'm soaked now with my pussy juice, but I want to be wet with your cream." Reaching between her legs, Roger patted and rubbed her wet twat and fingered her asshole. Then he used the tip of a finger to follow the wet trail down between the lower slopes of her butt cheeks. For a little while, he played in her wet crack; then she saw him hovering over her with his erect cock. She welcomed his body onto hers, his cock into her cunt for her first fuck since her late husband died. Brother fucking sister, crime or no crime, incest or not, she vowed to do this as many times during the next two weeks as they could.

"Sister, your body is so beautiful, your cunt so sweet, and I'll simply never be able to get enough of it" he told her as he poised between her legs and gazed down at her, "but right now you are especially beautiful because we have both been so sex starved. What a fuck this is going to be. But I'm so heavy with built up cream in my balls that I don't know whether I can do much fucking before I cum. I'll try to make it so that you can have another blast off with my cock nesting deep in your box and my nuts resting in your crotch. If we miss cumming together this time, better luck next time, and, believe me, you sweet cunt, there are going to be a lot of next times." "I don't know if I can stand yet another cum without it knocking me dead," Ginger told him,"but I don't care if it does. I can't think of a better way to go than death in the saddle."

Ginger felt his cock probing her twat. When it found the opening to its genital target, the cockhead rubbed her gash for a tantalizingly few seconds; he slowly pushed it between his sister's soft vaginal lips and slowly worked it up in a series of short gentle strokes in and out teasingly, until he was up to his balls in her sopping wet hole. She told him that it felt so good she would never release his cock and that he would have to serve a life sentence without possibility of parole lying on her body with his pecker buried in her pussy.

For some time, he just laid lightly on her supported by his elbows, letting his cock adjust to the hot and tight surroundings of her box. Ginger felt his cock throbbing in the tight warmth of her juicy cunt, something she had not had in years. He intended to finish her off with a slow and tender fuck. But when he tried to get his weight off her, she wouldn't let him go. "I want you to fuck me hard, brother. I want to know that I'm getting fucked. Feed me your meat like a real brute. The next time you can be gentle, but now I want you to make me know that I'm getting a real fuck." Since it was the way she wanted it, he decided to really ride her like a bare-back old-west rough rider. He was heavy on her and he rode her roughly, his cock stabbing and jabbing strongly, causing her ass to squirm on her satin sheets. This was one rough fuck that they both would recall fondly for years.

Roger knew that he couldn't last very long, and he felt that Ginger was almost ready to be triggered off with another orgasm. Her baby blue eyes confirmed her near readiness, and she begged him to fuck her harder. "Give it to me deeper, cowboy." Roger waited until he thought Ginger to be just about ready, then he took his weight off her body. When he started pulling his cock in and out of Ginger again, he did it slowly, Ginger telling him that she had never been fucked like this before. He surprised himself by making it last longer than he thought possible. When his balls flashed and told him that it was time for serious business, he lowered his body onto her again and gave her a few more long strokes, firing his hot cream into the sweetest cunt he had ever eaten. "Yes, little brother, yes, keep it coming. I want every last drop." Spurt after spurt lubricated her hole. "Give it to me, Roger. Shoot it in my cunt," until he was finished squirting.

They lay in each other's arms for a little while, kissing, resting, and cuddling. Not a word was spoken. Then they got up showered together, and stayed naked for a belated breakfast. Ginger made coffee and toast. Roger poured the orange juice. Roger said, "Ginger, my beloved and most talented older sister, if you are as good at sucking my cock as I was in sucking your pussy and licking your asshole, we can just take the rest of the day off and enjoy our new found joy."

Her response was a kiss on the mouth, as Ginger's bare ass squirmed on his naked lap. What do you think her answer was?

I was terrified. Victoria doesn't panic, and doesn't cry. I couldn't imagine what could be happening that she could not handle. I did two things at once. First, I screamed in my mind.

'KATIE! AMY!' If they were listening with their ears, they would have been deafened.

'Daddy?' Amy.

'What is it, Daddy?' Katie. Thank God! I wasn't sure this would work.

Meanwhile, I was trying to talk to Victoria.

"Victoria, tell me what is the matter? Where are you, honey?"

"Oh, God, I am locked in an abandoned warehouse. I can't get out. They are going to burn it down around me. Oh, God, I love you so much! I wanted for so long to die when I was younger, and now I have you, Amy and Katie, and I don't want to die anymore! Now I'm going to die because I'm stupid! I'm so sorry! They've hurt me so bad, done so much to me, and now they are going to kill me! Tell Amy I'm sorry!

'Katie! Can you hook up with Victoria? She's in trouble!' I yelled in my mind.

'Already got her, sir. What do you need? All you have to do is ask, sir.'

'Can you tell where she is?'

I wondered what was going on with the 'sir' stuff, but I would worry about it later.

Meanwhile, I was trying to calm Victoria down. She was full blown hysterical. Something was seriously wrong to get her like this.

"Victoria, honey, calm down for me, ok? Is anyone there with you now? Exactly where are you?" I tried to sound calm and reassuring, even though I was dying inside.

"I'm locked in a room in the warehouse. There is gas everywhere. They said they were coming back to burn me alive. Please don't let Amy know how I died!" She begged. "Oh, God, I don't deserve to live with what I've done!" She sobbed.

Meanwhile, I was talking to the girls in my mind at the same time.

'Katie. I don't have time for the phones. Can you hook into Captain Jensen's mind?'

'I don't know him. I have no frame of reference to find him, sir," Katie replied.

'I know him!' Amy yelled. 'Katie, hook me in to him. Your connections are stronger. Daddy, you take care of Mommy. I will handle this.'

'I have to let you know what instructions to give him, Amy, ' I reminded her.

'If I need your help, I'll holler, ' she assured me.

Meanwhile, I had to calm Victoria down. I decided to try shock treatment.

"VICKIE! CALM DOWN AND LISTEN TO ME!"

Miraculously, it worked. She was quiet for a second, and then said calmly, with only a trace of hysteria in her voice, "Ok, talk to me."

"Sweetheart, I'm going to get the police there, just hang on."

"It's too late," she half sobbed. "I'm going to die!"

"Ok, so you're going to die. I don't want my last conversation with you to be this way. Tell me how much you love Amy. Tell me how much you love me. What do you want to do tonight? Tell me what you have always wanted to do that we haven't done yet. Talk to me, sweetheart." It worked! She began to calmly talk to me.

'Daddy! I have Captain Jensen. You can hear both of us, but he will not be able to hear you, ' Amy notified me.

'Captain Jensen, sir. This is Amy Phillips. This is an emergency. Victoria is in critical trouble. Please do not waste time asking me how I am talking to you. I am in contact with my Dad. Do I need to give you authorization codes, sir?'

'No, Amy. Tell me what you need.' Apparently, he remembered her.

'Ok, Amy, tell him... ‘I stopped and listened as I heard Amy begin to talk to Captain Jensen without even waiting for my instructions.

'Sir, I need you to scramble Angels 1 and Angels 2 immediately with full air-to-air capability. Twenty miles north and south of I heard her talk on the side to Katie. 'Katie, the airlines! Take down the air traffic control computers. Ground everything. All flights already in the air reroute to Los Angeles immediately! Send the reroute commands directly to their onboard computers. It's faster that way. We'll clean up the mess later. Get them out of there! Clear out at least 20 miles in all directions!' Then she continued with Captain Jensen. 'Scramble Extraction 1 and Support 1 immediately to that address. Be advised that there are massive explosive fumes and liquids in the area. Use only no flash weapons. Get Angels 3 up as soon as possible with a full load of air-to-surface missiles. Scramble Firebird 1 and Firebird 2 for close in support to the same location. Nothing except Victoria Phillips and your men come out of that warehouse alive, sir. As soon as she is out of the area, I want that warehouse to be a hole in the ground. You have less than five minutes to extract her.' I heard Katie give her an airlines report. 'As of now, Captain, you have total control of the skies over San Francisco. If anything approaches closer than 10 miles to that warehouse, shoot it down. You have authorization for all weapons short of nuclear. Do you need me to shut up so you can get all this done, sir?' I listened to her, stunned. How did she know all of this?

Captain Jensen chuckled. 'No, Amy, all those units except Angels 3 were already scrambled. When our tail on Victoria lost contact, we scrambled them as a precaution. Extraction 1 is less than two minutes from the building now. We will have her in a few minutes.'

As all this was going on, I was continuing to keep Victoria occupied. She was calm now, probably because she knew she was going to die.

"Victoria, the police will be there in five minutes or less. Can you hold out that long, sweetheart?" I was so scared for her.

"I'll try, Patrick. The fumes are getting really bad. They will be back any minute. Once they light this building, there will be no chance. I'm sorry, Patrick. I wanted to grow old with you. Oh, shit. Someone is here! Goodbye, sweetheart, I love you." I listened in shock as her cell phone went dead. There was just silence. I sat there stunned. My mind couldn't even grasp the concept of losing Victoria. I understood perfectly Amy's wail now when she knew Cindi was dead. "Oh god, Daddy, what am I going to do now?" Then I heard Captain Jensen.

'We have her, Amy. She is alive. She has some injuries, and I don't know what all they have done to her, but she will live. Tell your Dad.'

I don't know if he said anything else or not. Between Amy and Katie's screaming for joy in my head, and my own dizziness, I couldn't hear. Then he continued.

'Amy, the warehouse is gone. It's a spectacular fire. We are moving out of the area before the police show up. We killed ten of the enemy, and captured one alive. I thought that maybe Patrick might want to say hi to him. Where do you want him and Victoria?' I finally found my 'voice'.

'Amy, have him get Victoria here on the fastest jet he can get. I want a fully armed fighter escort for her jet. I want her here yesterday. Get that scumbag here on a different jet, fast, well guarded. I do indeed want to pay him my respects.'

Amy passed that on. Then I heard her final conversation with Captain Jensen.

'It was a pleasure talking to you again, sir. Please accept my apology for my behavior last time we talked. You are a good man, Paul.'

He laughed. 'I would be delighted to work with you anytime, sweetheart. You are a delightful young lady. Don't you think Paul is a little informal, though?' He teased her.

'Normally, yes, I would. But in this case, no, since I know who you really are.' Amy giggled.

There was a long silence.

'Let's just save that conversation for another time, shall we, young lady, ' he stated sternly.

'Yes, sir! Anything you say, sir!' I could picture Amy saluting to him. I heard him chuckle. I smiled. Smart-ass teenager genius. How I loved them!

By this time, Amy and Katie were walking in the door. They had arranged for Rebecca's mother to bring them home. They ran up to me and hugged me fiercely. I couldn't tell which one of them was crying, but my shirt was wet. Hell, it could have been me.

I don't know what Captain Jensen got for a plane, but Victoria arrived 70 minutes later at our house, in a fully equipped ambulance, with an entire medical crew taking care of her. We set them up in our bedroom. Victoria was unconscious. I went out to talk to the doctors.

"How is she?" I asked.

"Patrick Phillips, I assume? I am so delighted to finally meet you, sir. She will live. She has some relatively minor internal injuries, and a few bruises and scrapes. Two broken ribs. Some minor temporary lung problems from the fumes. I have her sedated right now to give her a chance to rest and heal. Frankly, sir, I am more concerned with her mental condition. She... well, sir, it seems she was used rather extensively... shall we say sexually?" I closed my eyes for a second. Amy was standing next to me. When I opened them again, I saw her face had turned white. Then I saw her eyes. Flat, devoid of expression, empty. She looked at my eyes, and nodded slightly. I'm sure mine looked the same. Amy turned to Captain Jensen.

"Where is our guest?" She asked sweetly. Captain Jensen led her into the room where he was being held, as I followed. She turned to me.

"Let me try interrogating him first, sir. Sometimes a pretty girl with a soft touch can get much farther than a man." I should have been suspicious, with the eyes and calling me sir. But I was worried about Victoria, disgusted with what they may have done, and frankly didn't really care what happened to him as long as I got the information I needed.

Amy walked towards the suspect, smiling sweetly. I wondered what a soft touch entailed. Then I found out. As she was looking at me, smiling and talking, she suddenly moved faster than I had ever seen anybody move. Faster than Victoria at the Fair. Before anyone could react, she reached out and took Captain Jensen's gun out of his holster. She nonchalantly pulled back the slide, cocked the hammer, and took off the safety all in one smooth motion. Without even looking at the man in the chair, looking at me and talking to me, she fired two shots almost simultaneously. I heard the prisoner scream, and he grabbed both of his knees. Before he could fall to the floor, she moved smoothly to his side. My little 108 lb Amy then picked him up out of the chair by the front of his shirt, held him about a foot off the ground, and slammed him against the wall, hard, holding him there. She held the gun under his chin and then she smiled sweetly at him again.

"You have ten seconds to start talking about what happened today. After that, I am going to turn you over to that man over there." She gestured at me. "He's not nice like I am. He's mean." She leaned forward and smiled encouragingly at him. "And I don't think he likes you very much," she whispered in his ear.

She was right. The soft touch from a pretty girl indeed worked very well. He started talking immediately. Amy dropped him to the floor and fired a shot into the wall, nicking his ear, and then looked at him, encouraging him to go on. He could hardly get the words out fast enough. We had names, addresses, locations of the main people responsible. He was even able to provide us with floor plan layouts and the number of guards. I left the room when he started to talk about what had happened with Victoria. I felt sick. I didn't want to know. The girls could fill me in on anything I needed to know. Then I saw Katie run out of the room, sobbing, face green, and heard her throwing up in the bathroom. I went in and held her head, stroking her hair, as she dissolved into a puddle of sobs.

While he was talking, Amy walked over to Captain Jensen and handed him his gun back. She smiled prettily and said thank you. He looked at the gun as if he thought it would bite him. He looked at her with unabashed admiration, and maybe a little fear.

Later, we all gathered in the living room. Everyone was introduced to each other. It seems the doctor was so glad to meet me because he worked for me. When I introduced Amy to Captain Jensen, she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him an affectionate kiss. He didn't seem displeased.

"Thank you, sweetheart. Be careful, though, you could give an old man a heart attack." Her merry giggle lightened the mood considerably. "Kind of intimate for an old Captain you've never met before, though, isn't it?"

"For an old captain, yes. But not for you." She whispered the next word so that only he and I could hear. "Grandfather."

He looked at her in shock. Then he looked at me. I was just as shocked.

"Don't look at me! I didn't tell her!" I protested. Amy laughed at us. Between her and Katie, I didn't know which way was up anymore. I had a feeling these two cute little girls were much more than we ever suspected; I was almost afraid to find out what they could really do. Little did I know I would find out sooner than I thought. I also suspected they knew much more about what was going on than they let on.

I had a private conference with Captain Jensen about what support I would need. Well, as private as it could be. Amy and Katie just followed me into the room and refused to leave. I needed to have a talk with them. Me Dad, you bratty teenage daughter, I make decisions, you obey. Yeah. Right. I told him to order a fast jet for tomorrow morning to take me to San Francisco. Amy said to make sure it would carry two. It took me a few seconds to realize what she was saying.

"You are not going, young lady!" I was scared and mad.

"Cut the crap, Dad. You need me. I can take care of myself. And if I were you, I would also talk to Captain Jensen about how well calling me young lady works!"

"Amy. You are a 13-year-old girl. A very unusual one, but still. I am not taking you into a situation like this." When did I lose control over this little... whatever she was? That was unfair. She was Amy, my precious little daughter.

"Dad. Do you really think you can stop me? You can either enjoy my company on the trip there, or I will just have Katie ground your plane and I will beat you there and do it all myself." I looked at Katie; she looked guilty, then giggled and nodded her head. "But, tell you what. Let's make it fair. Hand to hand combat or target practice at a range. If you can beat me at either one, I won't go."

My way out. I tend to downplay my abilities. It is wise when you are supposed to be a medical professional. The truth is, I am one of the best in the world at both hand to hand combat and shooting a gun. There was no way little Amy could beat me at either one of those. Although her performance with the gun in the prisoner room was impressive. Katie interrupted in my mind before I could embarrass myself.

'It's a sucker bet, Daddy. Might as well let her go. If anyone could beat her, it would be you. But you will lose. It will be close, but you will lose.' I was offended.

'You don't know what I can do, Little One, ' I said. I tried to keep my hurt feelings out of my thoughts. She noticed it though, and smiled apologetically.

'I'm sorry, Daddy. Don't be offended. Actually, I know exactly what you can do, and exactly how good you are at it. But you don't know what she can do. I do. I have seen her in action. Trust me. Besides, you really do need her for this.'

'Do you know what it would do to Victoria and me if she gets hurt?' I pleaded my case.

'Do you know what it would do to Victoria, Amy, and me if you get killed?' She countered. 'You said you trusted me with your life. Trust me now. Let her go. Do you want me to completely destroy your ego and show you in your mind what she can do?'

'It would help if I knew I didn't have to worry about her being able to take care of herself."

Katie sighed. 'One of these days you are going to learn just to take my word. Remember, you asked for it.' I watched two 'videos' run through my mind.

'Katie, can I see that again? I can't have seen that right.' I was startled. No one could do that!

'You saw it right. Here you go again.' She snickered at me as I watched it again. 'Look any different this time? Sorry, Daddy, I shouldn't tease you. It was just as hard for me to see the first time. I didn't show you the really interesting one. You've had enough shocks for the day.'

'Ok. She can go. But we are going to sit down and have a long talk when I get back. I am going to get some answers or you two are going to have some really sore little butts!' I suddenly thought of something. 'Did Amy see what you just showed me?'

'Oooh! Do we get a vote as to which one? Answers or spankings?' She giggled. 'No, Dad. Amy knows nothing about what I just showed you. She has no memory of it. We should keep it that way. At least as long as we can. She deserves to be a normal little girl.' I turned back to Amy.

"Ok, Amy, Katie has convinced me that you are going." Amy smiled gratefully at Katie. I could see it in her eyes — thank you, I didn't want to have to hurt him. "But you get yourself killed and I will never talk to you again!"

We talked about exactly what was going to happen. Amy wanted to make sure I knew where she was coming from on this.

"Dad. As far as I am concerned, this is the same as someone messing with Mommy's babies. I am going in there to kill them. Period. If that is a problem with you, tell me now so we can work something out. We will not have time to discuss this when things start happening." I felt like crying. My poor little baby. I couldn't forget those 'videos' I had seen in my mind. And Katie said she didn't show me the worst one. What had they done to my little girl? When this was all over, that issue was going to be addressed too. Right now, I was glad she was the way she was — I was going to need her.

"Amy, we are on the same page. The only conflict we are going to have is who gets to kill more of them."

I was very cold and clinical about this. They had fucked with Victoria, maybe literally as well as figuratively. They would die. The best they could hope for was a quick death. Depending on what shape Victoria was in when she woke up, they might not get that.

I arranged with Captain Jensen for everything we would need on sight. We were going in hot and the only thing that would be left would be a smoking hole. He would take care of notifying the various authorities that something would be going down and to stay out of the way. He finally convinced me to let him have a support group nearby on standby in case we ran into trouble. I let him only because, as I remembered again those 'videos' in my mind, I knew we would never need them. This was personal; we would do it ourselves.

Just before we were ready to go to bed, Katie came in. She was disheveled and looked really bad. She looked like she had a bad headache. Both Amy and I went to her, and sat her down on the couch between us.

"Katie! What's wrong, Little One?" I was shocked at how she looked.

"I don't know. I have an awful headache. I have so much interference in my mind. I think someone or something is trying to contact me. I can't think." She sounded desperate. "I can't block them."

We hugged her. Amy tried to patch in with her to try to help block them, but it didn't help. I decided to try something to help. I had no idea what I was doing. I blanked my mind, then thought of Katie as hard as I could. I blocked everything else out. I felt her confusion, her pain, her distraction. Then I saw some orange tendrils flowing in from the side. When I focused on them, I heard static, confusion. I somehow knew this was what was causing her problem. I also somehow knew it was not trying to hurt her. It was as if the tendrils were lost, looking for the right place to go. But I had to stop it. I focused on it as hard as I could, then commanded "STOP" as 'loud' as I could. I could sense surprise; it was startled. Then, I swear, the tendrils formed into the shape of words. It spelled out "yes sir." This was too freaky for words. The tendrils turned a softer orange, and just swirled around, still in her mind, but not focusing anymore.

Katie visibly relaxed and started to look better immediately. Both Amy and Katie looked at me in amazement.

"It went away! What did you do?" They asked in unison. They both were staring at me.

"I don't know. Did it work?" I had no idea what I was doing, but Katie looked better.

"I think so. It's still there, but it's behaving. I feel I should know what this is, but I can't place it." Katie seemed truly puzzled. Then she bit her lower lip. I knew what that meant. Confession time.

"Daddy. I think we had better have that talk now, before you go. I have a really bad feeling about this. Something is wrong, terribly wrong. There is something I have missed, or that I am not seeing. It doesn't add up; it doesn't make sense. I cannot send you out there without you knowing everything I know." She turned to Amy, tears in her eyes.

"Amy, you know I love you more than I can tell you, don't you?" She seemed really concerned. Amy nodded. "Do you trust me, Amy? Really, really trust me?" Amy looked concerned, but nodded her head again. "I'm so sorry, Amy, but you cannot hear what I have to say to Patrick." Patrick, not Daddy. This was going to be serious. Especially to cut Amy out. "Please, Amy, please, don't be mad at me. Don't hate me. You know I don't keep secrets from you. But you can't know this. Not yet. Please?" She was crying now.

Amy is such a sweetheart. She will do anything, especially for Katie. I know it cost her dearly, being a genius and as curious as she is, but she smiled tenderly at Katie.

"It's ok. If you say it is necessary, I believe you. You've saved my life, Katie. At least I can give you this. Why don't I ever get to save someone's life? I seem to always be the one that needs saving!" She smiled teasingly. "As long as you are not pulling another scam on me, like when you blocked me from your mind while I was asleep when you were seducing my Daddy in the basement!" She smiled to show her she was not really mad. Katie blushed and gasped. I gulped. "You two think you are so smart, don't you? What really hurts is that you would think I would be fooled by such an amateur ploy." She laughed to show us she really wasn't offended.

"You knew?" Katie whispered. "Amy, I am so sorry!" Amy grinned at her. She always gets you back! Katie turned to me.

"In five minutes, an icon will appear on your computer desktop. It will remain there for one hour, and then will disappear forever. As soon as you open it, the icon will disappear forever. The file can only be opened once. Once it is opened, it will remain for one hour. Then it will disappear forever. It cannot be recovered. If anyone else but you tries to open it, it will disappear forever. If anyone is in the room with you when you open it, it will disappear forever. When you click on the icon, a password will appear in your mind. Type it in. That password will never work again. Do not type it in wrong. Are you getting the impression that I want only you to read this file?" She giggled. Then she turned serious again. "Please, Daddy, please, keep loving us after you read it. Please? Remember, we want nothing more than to be your little girls. Remember that Victoria loves you so much it hurts. We didn't ask for this. Remember, tell no one what you read. I shouldn't even be sharing this with you. I have no idea what ramifications this might have. But I am afraid of what is out there, and I can't let you go without knowing about all of us."

"Are you sure I don't need this information to be prepared too?" Amy asked. Katie smiled at her.

"Nice try, Amy. The last thing I am concerned about is you being prepared."

I kissed the two girls, and went into my office. It was exactly as Katie said it would be. I opened the file, and started to read.

Katie's File:

My name is Katie Thompson. I am 13 years old. I, like Amy and Victoria (Mommy) ran across this file while Patrick (Daddy) was unconscious. I did not write in it then, as I figured two was enough. Besides, they were being computer pigs! However, Daddy is out of town for a few days at a medical conference, so I have access to this now. No, they did not leave us here alone. We are staying at Rebecca's house, three doors down, but we have access to the house. Although I consider myself a good, moral and trustworthy person, I guess I must be a little lower in moral fiber than Amy and Victoria, because, unlike Amy and Victoria, I could not resist reading this file. And their additions. I did, however, tell Daddy that I had read it when I talked to him on the phone yesterday. He laughed and said he wondered who would find it and read it first. He had already seen the stuff Amy and Victoria had written. It seems that Victoria was planning to erase much of her writings, but she must have forgotten.

I have Daddy's permission to write this account of our family. It was necessary to get his permission because of some of the things that will be revealed here that pertain to all the members of my family (you don't know how good that feels to say — my family!). We had a big long fight about this. I think this story has to be written in case anything happens to us. Daddy thinks it is dangerous, and he also just hates to be the object of attention, as he will be in this story. He doesn't know what is in here until he reads it; he just knows enough to know he is not going to like it. We compromised; I am writing the story, but it will be password encrypted with a code that is unbreakable. The code to open that encryption is buried in the minds of Patrick, Amy and Victoria. They do not know it is there. I will explain as we go along how I can do that. The code will become available to their memory at any time that any one of them is the only surviving member left of our family. I have access to the code at all times, and can change it at will. That change will automatically update to everyone's mind. There are safeguards in my mind that will inactivate the current code, change it to another code, and transfer that code to Patrick's mind and erase it from my mind if a serious attempt that I can't handle is made to access it in my mind by anyone other than me. Patrick can also change the code, but he doesn't know that. Under certain conditions, this knowledge will become available to him. So, if you reading this file it means a) I am dead (that will really ruin my day!), b) I am captured and incommunicado, or c) I have released it or transferred it to Patrick's mind for some reason. I really hope it is c).

I guess I have your attention now! Let me begin again.

My name is Katie Marie Thompson. I am 13 years old. I am 5' nothing, 90 lbs, long blond hair, and eyes that used to be blue but now are blue with yellow flecks in them. Let me say right off the bat, as I am sure you are wondering; I do not know what Amy, Victoria, Patrick, Cindi, Becky or I am (or were, in Becky and Cindi's case). I do not think we are aliens (I hope not; I want to be human) but I do not know that for sure. I think we are, shall I say, governmentally manipulated humans. I have some reasons for believing that that I will share as I go along. I cannot prove that, however. I also want to reiterate that I am a normal 13-year-old kid. I am going to tell you many things here that will make it seem like I am much older, that I know what is going to happen, that I know why things happen. Some of that is true. But, I giggle like all teenagers, I panic when my Daddy is hurt. I cry every night in my bed because I miss my twin sister Becky. At least two nights a week, Amy crawls into bed with me and I hold her as she cries about missing Cindi. And I cry with her. Do you know what it does to you to watch and listen to someone who never cries, one of the toughest, strongest people you know, as they cry? I know Cindi had to die, but I still cry for her. I still wish she had not. I would still give up my life to bring her back. I am still a mixed up kid, even though part of me knows things no one else knows.

If you have read Patrick's file, you know most of my story. My lousy family life. My father raping me for six months when I was 11 years old. How he raped Becky. Her death in the fire. My guilt in deserting her and my responsibility for her death. Cindi's death. My connection mentally with Amy. My love for Patrick and our relationship. It is all there. Read it if you haven't already. It tells everything about me. Everything worth knowing. Which isn't much. I wish I were as interesting as Amy is or Cindi was.

If I could be anyone in the world, I would want to be Amy. I envy her. She is my hero, along with Patrick. Patrick because he saved my life. He doesn't realize that. He is so clueless sometimes! Victoria knows. Amy is the smartest person I know. She was correct in what she wrote — Cindi was smarter, although at the level both of them are / were it is a moot point. Amy is able to use that intelligence better than anyone I know, except possibly Patrick. She is beautiful. She can do anything. She is sweet. But the real reason I envy her is that she is the only person in our family that has led a somewhat normal life. Cindi is dead. I would not wish on my worst enemy the life that Victoria and I have led. Well, maybe on those that killed Cindi. They have no idea the mistake they made there. They will. If they had just left her alone, we might all be dead now and they would be safe. I'm so glad they are ignorant fools. Patrick's life has been better than Victoria's or mine, but still not wonderful. Amy is so lucky.

I guess I should explain how I know all of this. All of us kids have a power that is special and peculiar to them. Mine (and Becky's) is /was the power of the mind. I think there were two of those in case something happened to one of us. Or maybe because we were identical twins. So identical powers. Get it? Sorry. I am a tutor at school and I am used to explaining things to those boobs. I lied when I told Patrick I did not know how I inserted myself into Amy's mind to replace Cindi. I know exactly how I did it. The tricky part was to find who could replace Becky in my mind. It appears that could only be Amy. I had no problems inserting the codes for this file in each of their minds. I know more about this family than anyone else does. That is because their minds are open to me. I am a mind reader. Before you decide that is neat, know that I only recently have learned how to somewhat decide when and with whom I want to do it. I have also learned to a certain extent to ignore it to keep myself from going crazy, but that control is tenuous at best. If this discourse seems somewhat disjointed, that is likely the reason. It is sometimes hard to concentrate with the constant interruptions. I am getting better, however. I am the only person, besides Captain Jensen, that knows what Patrick really does. Even his enemies are in for a rude surprise; they don't know the half of it. I will explain later. I can also patch into and manipulate computers. I can to a limited extent implant things into minds. I cannot force things they would not have there.

Cindi's ability was to heal, and to manipulate events. Cindi might have been able to change the outcome of that car accident had it been anybody else that was in it. She could never change events that directly affected only her. That is why our enemies had to kill her. Unbeknownst to the other members of the family, except me, including herself, Cindi had already saved us several times. The act of manipulating events erases the memory of the old event from everyone's mind. Except... yep, you guessed it... mine. Lucky me. NOT! Little did anyone know that Cindi's death, as sad as it was, had to happen and started a chain of events that are very necessary and cannot be stopped. If Cindi didn't die, our family wouldn't continue to live. I think that at some level she knew that. She didn't know how or when, but she knew it would happen. I don't know how her death saves us, but I know it will. Don't ask me how I know this. I don't know. I know without a doubt that it is true, however. I think we will know it when it happens. I suspected that Cindi had some of Amy's abilities in a lighter dose, but I never saw any proof of that.

Amy's ability is physical ability. Her control of her body and ability to use it is unbelievable. I have seen the replay in Patrick's mind of Victoria's actions at the Fair. I know what she can do. It is truly an experience to see Victoria and Amy spar and watch Amy kick Victoria's ass 10 out of 10 times without even breaking a sweat. Victoria finally fully understood on the day that Amy did it blindfolded. To her credit, Victoria laughed and thought it was neat. Then she was really, really nice to Amy the rest of the day! I have seen Amy blindfolded, spun around until she is dizzy, then watched her put a bullet in the center of six different targets spread around the room in 3.5 seconds. While still blindfolded. With either hand. She has no problems fighting hand to hand and shooting at the same time. I doubt there is anything she cannot do. Do not fuck with that girl (figuratively, not literally! With her body control, I'm sure she will be really fun literally!). You will be dead before you realize you are in trouble. You might say it might be different if it was real combat. I once watched them give Victoria a mind control drug and then ordered her to kill Amy. She had no idea what she was doing. Amy had no idea what was going on. It made no difference. Amy still kicked Victoria's butt. What kind of low life makes a mother try to kill her own daughter just to see what would happen? We never saw the doctor running that experiment, and the one with the ten armed men, again. I think the handlers realized how stupid that was too. All of us have special duties. Some of us don't realize what we are to do yet. Amy has known her reason for existence since she was a little girl. It is to protect her Daddy, Patrick. Ever seen a small thermonuclear explosion on TV? That is almost as bad as what you will see if anyone ever tries to harm Patrick when Amy is around. I saw it once, at the camp. They gave her a mind-controlling drug, put her, unarmed, in a room with ten armed men, and convinced her that Patrick was there and in danger of being killed. It was the most terrible thing I have ever seen. In three minutes, she was the only one left standing in that room. The men had guns, and they used them. They could not hit her. She dodged their bullets. Yes, dodged them! She had one small bullet crease on her arm because four of them fired at her at once from different directions and she just couldn't avoid all of them. Only two of the men survived. Afterwards, she found me, took my hand, and led me to the cafeteria to eat lunch, as if nothing happened. She scared the hell out of our handlers at the camp that day. They never again tested Amy on anything physical. They had seen as much as they ever wanted to see. She didn't fool me, however. I held her, cuddled her, whispered to her for the next four nights, trying to undo what those assholes had done to her, as she sobbed her little heart out all night long for what she did to those men. She is so sweet and they made her into a killing machine. There are times when it is a good thing that they wipe our memories when we leave camp. I fervently wish I did not have that memory anymore.

Victoria and Patrick's special talents, if they have them, have not manifested themselves yet. Since they have the same lineage as I do, I think they will. Patrick's power may be a lesser combination of all our powers, plus the power of command. I think command will be his main power. Victoria's power, at least one of them, seems to be similar to Amy's only a little less. Therefore, I think she should have some other powers. Especially after all the power that was slamming around the room when Patrick was brought out of his coma. There are already some effects of that release of power that are showing up in some of us, although we are not all aware of it just yet. This is partially my fault, if fault is the right word. I was not supposed to enter into the power stream. Actually, I didn't know I could do that. But it appeared Amy was having trouble and Patrick had to be saved.

Your first question will be: how do I know all this stuff? I have seen it during our periodic visits to "the camps." If each of us, except Patrick and me, were to examine their memories carefully, they would find gaps in them periodically where they have no memory. These are the camp visits. Their memory of them is wiped out before they are brought back home. That wipe does not work on me. I don't think the people who run the camps know that. I think they have no idea of my access to all this data. My mind cannot be wiped — I cannot forget anything. Don't ever think that is not a curse! If I could have any wish granted in the world, other than to be Amy, it would be to be able to forget or change my past life. The only exception to this memory wipe for the others is some memory of Amy's. For some reason she remembers one of the sparring episodes with Victoria. Not the blindfolded one. Victoria does not remember them. Amy has some idea what she can do physically, but she has no idea to what extent. Often, our powers only reveal themselves when needed. Cindi had no idea how to cure Amy until it was needed. Amy had no idea she could take out those kids at school until it happened. I had no idea I could add my power stream to Amy's. I didn't even know I had a power stream. I have no idea who the people at the camps are. Is this making any sense? I have been especially distracted lately. It is almost as if something, or someone, is trying to contact me.

Victoria has already stated in her write up what she does. She has no idea that some of the trips she takes are not to where she thinks they are. They are to the camps. The job she does for the government is not part of the plan of the camp people, but they have not interfered with it. They cannot change her need to do it without seriously damaging her. She also understates the danger of what she does. She is uniquely suited to do what she does. I will not state here why she does what she does. It is an intensely personal reason that has to come from her. I have been to that part of her mind once. That is enough. I will never go back there again if I have a choice. I was afraid I would not survive. How she deals with that is beyond me. Somehow, her relationship with Patrick has helped her deal with it; wall it off into a black area. It occasionally breaks out, when someone tries to hurt her babies. She actually was rather controlled at the Fair. Let's just say if you have her, Amy and Patrick together, you don't need an army. All those guys would just get in the way. Do you get the idea I just adore Amy? Giggle!

Patrick is unique. He is the only one that does not go to the camps, at least since he was a little boy. They are not pleased with him. They cannot do anything with him. He only survives because of the necessity of his breeding stock for the lineage. They have made a huge mistake in leaving him alive. Now they cannot kill him. Would you want to try that with Amy around? They know what she is capable of; they dare not incur her wrath.

Patrick belongs to an international organization known simply as "24". He refers to it in his mind more often as 'two- four'. Actually, he is the founder and leader of the organization. It is a conglomerate of ex-intelligence, ex-law enforcement, and ex-military personnel. It is the most elite private investigation firm in existence today, if PI is the right term. Although most law enforcement firms, intelligence organizations, and military leaders have heard of "24", they know little about it. They have the full cooperation of all governments. It wouldn't matter if they didn't, as most of the time, they don't involve the governments anyway, but act at a much lower level. There is nothing that Patrick could request that he would not have immediately. Having the cooperation of the governments only makes it easier to clean up later. "24" is the most nonpolitical, incorruptible entity in existence. They only accept jobs that help people or organizations that are in trouble. That and anything that protects Patrick's loved ones. They only work for good. Patrick will not let them do anything else. No job is too little or too big if it will help a person or organization that is being taken advantage of or unfairly hurt. Although most everyone that has dealings with "24" knows that Patrick is associated with it, I don't believe anyone knows his true involvement in it. The organization grew out of a disastrous experience Patrick had as a young teen with a young girl named Julie that he was extremely close to. It was not a sexual relationship of any kind; she was only six years old. Her life ended one day very badly. He swore that no one would ever hurt one of his loved ones again if he could help it. Once he was old enough, he set up "24" to accomplish that purpose. In some way that I don't understand, Victoria was also impacted by that same situation, even though Patrick and Victoria did not know each other then. I strongly suspect the memory of that experience resides in that black area of her brain. It is responsible for her response when someone tries to mess with her babies. Somehow, the experience of the young girl is connected with her relationship with the older man that taught her about love and saved her life when she was in her early teens. Patrick stepped away from "24" a number of years ago after an operation that somehow went wrong and resulted in the death of his high school sweetheart. After he personally killed everyone that caused her death, he left the business. He felt he did not like what he had become, that he wanted to save lives, not take them. The organization stipulated that he was able to assume command anytime on a moment's notice. He occasionally used their organization, like when he arranged Victoria's flight home when Amy was sick.

As I stated earlier, I have no idea who the camp people are. Our association with them has always been as teacher and student. I would assume since they periodically bring us to the camps that they still have some plans for us. It should be interesting to see how that will change if Patrick reads this and finds out that some of the cheerleader camps his girls went to were not that at all.

I guess it is obvious here that some of what I have told my new family was not exactly true. Like not knowing them until I moved to town last year. I have known them most of my life. From the camps. They just don't remember me. Although Amy and Cindi might have had some indistinct memories — that would explain why they were always rather distant with me. Like pretending I didn't know how I saved Amy. Most everything else is true. I am Patrick and Victoria's sister. My twin sister, Becky, did die in a fire. All of that is true.

There is a big fight coming. I don't know with whom. Someone killed Cindi, and tried to kill Amy and Victoria. Patrick has stepped on their toes big time in protecting his family. I almost hope they go after him. That will end it really quickly when they run into Amy. I think that is going to happen anyway. Several pieces of this whole puzzle just don't make sense to me, though. I can't put my finger on it. I wonder why they have never gone after me. Surely, they must know about me. Surely, someone must know how much of this I have figured out. Why do they think they don't have to worry about me?

I wish I knew who is trying to contact me. Their color is orange. It is getting increasingly annoying and distracting. It is distorted somehow. I hope the enemy doesn't have others like us. I really don't want to see two Amy's fight.

Our family is driven by love. That is the source of all our power. That is why we seem to be normal people until something or someone threatens someone we love. That, and self-defense, activates everything. Amy could not walk into a bar and start a fight. It wouldn't work. She would get her butt kicked. If someone attacks her, or even insults someone she loves, such as the kids at school making disparaging remarks about Cindi, their world can change very quickly. She controls it pretty well though. We have discovered we each have an aura connected with us. It is often connected with eye color. I am yellow — that was not connected with my eye color, but my eyes are changing to that color. Amy is bright, deep green. Cindi was bright, deep blue. Both of those match the eye color. Becky died before we started exhibiting auras, so we don't know what hers would have been. Patrick and Victoria have not exhibited an aura yet, but both their eye colors are the same as Amy's, bright, deep green.

Our family has some unusual ideas about love and sex. It is difficult to form a relationship with someone that does not know or understand what you are or what you can do. Keeping a huge secret like that from your partner can really affect a relationship. Somehow, Patrick and Victoria have managed with their secrets, maybe because it is the same secret. We tend to form our relationships within our own family and fellow manipulated beings. It seems that is our own brothers and sisters, parents and children. Incest means nothing to us. It is as if we are a different species with a very small gene pool to pick from. That may be why Amy and Cindi had so much power — Patrick and Victoria being twin brother and sister, they got a double dose of the genes that control these powers. There are no feelings of taboo with any of us. Well, maybe Patrick, but that is more concern about causing harm, not a taboo per se. I feel like I am really rambling here. I just cannot concentrate well with all the interference in my mind.

I am writing this so that someday someone will know what they have done to us. Amy, Cindi, myself, Becky, we are / were just kids, damn it! Amy should be enjoying herself, learning about life and love from boys, going to dances. She shouldn't be a well-polished killing machine. She is the sweetest person you would ever want to meet, yet she has to live with the guilt of killing people. No one should have to live through what has been done to Victoria. I have never experienced so much pain, sadness and suffering in one person. She shouldn't have to live with the guilt of what she has done to survive. It is not fair! This must never happen again. I will update this account as we come across more information as to who is responsible for all this.

I hope I am still alive if you are reading this. I wanted to die so badly after Becky died. I even tried to kill myself. But after I have met Amy, Victoria, Patrick I want to live. I hope I'm not dead. If you are reading this, Patrick, please don't think your little girls are monsters. If you could see into Amy's mind as I can, you would see how wonderful she is. Of course, I see how you look at her, so you already know. Who wouldn't love her? Please keep loving us. We love you, and always will.

Tears were flowing down my cheeks as I finished reading the file. It only made me love my girls more. They really were special. I walked out into the room where Amy and Katie were waiting for me. They both had nervous looks on their faces. They looked so pretty, so vulnerable, so helpless standing there, afraid I would condemn them. They just looked like scared little girls. There must be some mistake. That pretty little girl called Amy that I saw standing in front of me, biting her lower lip, could not be the same girl I saw in the 'video'. But I knew it was. My heart just melted. I still had tears on my face. I hugged and kissed both of them. Then I took them by the hand and led them into the bedroom where we were staying.

            “Yeah, I just got kinda carried away,” I said stretching. I had only my pajama bottoms and my cock was hardening from the sight of Pam’s big braless tits under her tight white tank-top.

            “Hm,” Pam hummed looking away from my thinly covered hard cock.

            “You’re gonna have to get you some Pam,” I joked.

            “I don’t think that I can handle something like that,” she said giving my cock another glance.

            I made my cock jump just to get her to look at it again. “Ah, you can handle it,” I said. “Cindy takes it good.”

            “Cindy has given birth to four babies, I only had two and that thing looks to be the size of a baby,” Pam chuckled “No thank you.”

            I laughed and sat in a chair next to hers.

            “I would love to have a man in my bed, but his ass need to be gone by morning,” she joked.

            “Pam, those tits turn plenty of heads,” I said.

            “Yeah, old men who can barely get it up,” she joked.

            “They look pretty good to me,” I said.

            “Hm,” she remarked sipping on her coffee.

            Pam’s tits looked really nice and I thought how it would be to tittie-fuck her many times. I felt unusually horny that morning, and everyone seemed to be fair game for me. I wanted to fuck everyone in the house.

            When I first met my wife, Cindy she was married to the father of her four children. She was having an affair with four other guys besides me. We clicked and she divorced and we married. No one seemed to know that Cindy was even having problems in her previous marriage. Cindy had been married before then, and she began cheating on him when their marriage started going down hill. I decided that I wasn’t going fall victim to that, so I decided to take a different approach. I tried to fuck Cindy’s brains out every time we did it, and kept my desire high for everything else with a pussy. Being in a split level house with six females was enough pussy for me.

            I could see the possibility of fucking all four of Cindy’s daughters and her mother. Pam gave hints that she would love to have some of my hard cock. Cindy’s daughters all seemed to want to play me as their Sugar daddy with their flirty to get what they wanted from me. Ashley, Cindy’s youngest daughter was becoming more and more curious about Cindy and my sex life. Ashley had overheard Cindy and I fucking a few times and asked me what we were doing. I felt no need to lie to Ashley, so I’ve been answering all of her questions. Every since Ashley got her first period she’s become more and more interested in sex.

            “Well, I better go get dressed before the girls get up,” I said to Pam.

            “Yes, please,” Pam said “They surely don’t need to see something that big hanging out…it would scare them to death.” She laughed.

            I took it as a compliment and headed up stairs to dress. Cindy’s daughter, Tracy, the one a year older than Ashley was making a bowl of cereal. Tracy was already dating boys and from the looks of the ones that came around, she was giving them all a shot of her pussy.

            “Hey sexy,” I teased.

            “Hey,” she smiled at me.

            “Can I get a hug?” I said coming to her.

            Tracy sat down her bowl on the counter and put her arms around my neck. I pressed my hard cock against her and put my hand on her ass. I gave it a good firm squeeze.

            “Girl your ass is hot,” I joked.

            Tracy giggled releasing my neck.

            “This is why all those boys are coming around here, isn’t it?” I joked giving her butt another good squeeze before moving my hand away.

            She giggled again.

            “Don’t worry, I won’t tell,” I said. “I can tell that you are doing it with those boys.”

            “How did you know that?” she asked surprised.

            “I can see the difference in your hips,” I lied. “Are you giving them blowjobs too?”

            She looked at me as if she was in trouble.

            “It’s cool, your mom gives me blowjobs almost everyday,” I lied. “Giving blowjobs is a good thing. We can talk later if you want. I gotta go get dressed.”

            “Ok,” she replied.

            I headed on to the bedroom where Cindy was still sleep. She would sleep all day if she could. It was Saturday, and I felt no need to stay in bed on my day off work. I gave Cindy a kiss and got dressed.

            Lisa and Mandy, Cindy’s oldest daughters where still asleep which was not unusual. In spite of Cindy protesting that she did not approve of young girls running the streets at night, Lisa and Mandy came and went as they pleased. Sometimes they would come in at three or four in the morning. I learned to step back from the drama issues.

            Ashley was up with Tracy having cereal and watching the hip-hop music station. I paused and watched the barely dressed women shaking the butts. Both Ashley and Tracy were deep into it. The hot babes in the videos ranged from wearing string bikinis to nothing at all.

            My mind drifted to having Ashley and Tracy naked crawling over me sucking on my cock feeding me their tits and stuffing their pussies with my cock. I adjusted my hard-on down the leg of my jeans and Ashley turned and spotted the lump where my hand was. She looked up at me and then back to the video.

            I could see the crack of Tracy’s ass where she was sitting on the floor. I imagined my cock sliding down between her butt-cheeks. I was getting myself so worked up I couldn’t see straight.

            “Hey guys, do y’all want to go to the store with me?” I asked them.

            “Could we go by the Mall?” Tracy asked.

            “Sure, hurry and get some clothes on and we’ll go,” I said.

            They wasted no time getting dressed, though putting on their makeup took ten good minutes. I just told Cindy that the girls were going to the store with me and that we would be back shortly.

            Tracy got in the front and Ashley sat behind her. When we got down the street from the house I turned up the music. I hid behind my sunglasses. They sung loudly to the music all the way to the Mall.

I knew that Cindy would pitch a fit if she knew that Ashley and Tracy’s asses were hanging out the bottoms of their shorts going into the Mall. I let them do their thing and didn’t crowd them. I was close enough to observe them.

It didn’t take long for Ashley and Tracy to draw attention from three young men. I fell back a little and let the boys approach them. Both Tracy and Ashley were smiling from ear to ear. I assumed that the boys were cute to their standards.

When Ashley and Tracy began to walk with the boys, I followed father back allowing them the freedom to be themselves. They stopped at a photo booth and Tracy stepped inside with one of the boys. They were behind the curtain for about a minute and then the boy came out getting congratulations from the other two. The three boys took turns in the booth with Tracy. Tracy whispered something in Ashley’s ear and then she took turns with each of the boys in the booth. I figured that they were making out behind the curtain.

I stood out of their sight watching and following them as they continued walking the Mall. After a couple of hours, I decided to pull the plug. It was clear that they didn’t have any place they could go in the Mall to do more than what I had assumed they had done. I got close enough to the girls to motion them out to my SUV. I didn’t realize that the boys were going to follow them out.

I walked ahead of them and got in the driver’s seat and waited. I was surprised how boldly both Ashley and Tracy made out with each three of the boys in the parking lot before getting inside the SUV with me.

“Woooo! You go girls!” I exclaimed.

Tracy and Ashley giggled and compared notes on the boys. I listened and cheered them on. They seemed to be hornier than I was. I asked Tracy if she wanted me to take them over one of her boyfriend’s house. Tracy discussed it with Ashley and told me to take them to a boy’s house who I knew from Cindy had a bad reputation.

The thoughts running through my head of the girls getting fucked made me what to jerk off my cock as I drove. I dropped the girls off and told them that I would be back to get them in an hour and a-half. I went and had my SUV detailed and gave the girls an extra half hour at Tracy’s boyfriend house.

The look on Ashley’s face when I picked them up let me know that something happened. Tracy was real attentive to Ashley.

“How was your first time Ashley?” I asked.

Ashley gasped. “You know?”

“Of course,” I lied. “I can smell it on you.”

Tracy was silent and put her hand over her lap.

“I smell yours too Tracy,” I lied laughing.

“Does it feel like you still have it in you?” I asked.

“Yeah,” Ashley said.

“Don’t worry, it will only get better. Ain’t that right Tracy?” I said.

“Oh yeah,” Tracy said. I could tell that she was wondering about that.

“Mmmmm,” I moaned. “Both of y’alls pussies smell as good as your moms.”

“Really?” Ashley asked.

“Oh yeah,” I lied. “look how hard I’m getting. The smell of your mom’s pussy gets me excited like this. Y’alls pussies smell like hers.” I could tell by the way they were looking at the print of my cock and listening that they were falling for the bullshit that I was giving them. “Hey do y’all want me to teach you how to give a great blowjob like your mom does?”

“How?” Tracy asked.

“Let’s see if we can find a spot,” I said “It won’t take long to show you how to do it.” I winked at Ashley and turned up the music. I had to think fast of a spot to take the girls without putting us a risk of getting busted. It hit me that my mom was going on a trip and there would be no one at her house.

Ashley had been to my mother’s house, but Tracy hadn’t. I gave Tracy a quick tour and took them into my old bedroom.

“I’m going to show y’all how to give a good blowjob and then we’re going to get something to eat, ok?” I said to give them an incentive.

“Ok,” Tracy agreed.

The girls sat side-by-side as I pulled out my big hard cock. Judging by the expression on their faces, they were impressed.

“Ashley just do what Tracy does, ok?” I said. I figured that if I used Tracy to show Ashley that it would go smoother.

I gave Tracy a one-two-three step of instructions and she stroked my cock allowing the head to move freely in and out of her mouth like a pro. Her mouth stretch just wide enough to allow the head of my cock to pass in.

“You got what she did Ashley?” I said moving my cock to Ashley’s face.

With the same set of instructions Ashley did a great job sucking on the head of my cock while stroking the shaft. I didn’t linger too long. I got us quickly out of my mother’s house and on our way to pickup pizza. I drowned them with praise for the great blowjob, how grown and sexy they were, and hot enough for me to want to fuck both of them.

I called home letting Cindy know that we were bringing food. It sounded like Cindy had just gotten out of bed. My cock was throbbing hoping that I laid good enough ground work to screw Tracy and Ashley at some point in the near future.

Lisa and Mandy acted like they were starved, but did notice the makeup on Ashley’s face. I fired immediately at Lisa telling her that she had no room to talk with her pierced nipples. I flicked my tongue at her for humor and caused the others to laugh. Cindy didn’t make a fuss, so it went well.

   Lately, I've been noticing sara acting a little different. She seems a  little sluttier than she used to act. She's been walking around the house in tight shorts and shirts or just panties, and always joking with me about how her ass is nice, which it is. Can't lie. Well, one night lauren and kayla were over visiting sara and they were up in her room. Myself, I just decided to drink a few beers and relax in front of the TV. In my pjs. Pjs for me being a t-shirt and boxers. I fell eventually fell asleep in front of that TV. I woke up though to whispering voices. Female voices. What I heard before I opened my eyes kinda scared me.

"Yeah, he's way drunk and passed out. You should be alright," lauren said, further from the truth. Then i felt a hand go to the hole in my boxers. It reached in and pulled out my slowly erecting dick.

"Look, he's gettin hard!" i heard kayla whisper. It must have been her. So, she wanted to play, huh? I thought, might as well let her. So I just laid there. Feeling her finger gently scratch the head of my dick.

"OK. Wrap your hand around it and move the skin up and down in a pumping motion" i heard lauren say. Kayla must have been inexperienced to need a coach, or perhaps that just what got Lauren off. I felt the hand wrap around my cock and gently start to jerk me off. It felt great.

"cool. ok, now stick your tongue out and lick the tip." lauren whispered. This I had to see, so I opened my eyes an unnoticable crack to peer down at Kayla's soft, wet tongue as she licked the head of my dick. However, it wasn't Kayla's hand jerking me off, or her tongue licking the head of my cock. It was my little 13 year old sister, Sara. I immediately shot up and stopped her. She was just looking at me with those beautiful eyes of fright. Lauren and Kayla were sitting beside her, and Sara sat between her. I noticed she had no panties on.

"What are you doing?" I demanded. No answer, they just took off to Sara's room. I didn't see them for the rest of the night. The next day barely saw them until the evening. When our mom finally went off to work. I didn't know what to say to Sara so I didn't say anything when I heard her come down, but it wasn't her that came downstairs, it was Lauren.

"I'm sorry about last night." She said, "Its just that Sara told us she was curious about what your....you know.... looked like. So we told her we'd help her to see. I told her to do those things as a joke, I didn't think she would...." she trailed off. "its just I was hoping I could do that to you, and I was gonna stop her I swear! I was only just tryin to help her see it" she was rambling now.

"That was just sick. I mean she's my sister" I said

"I know i know. I didn't mean for her to do it. I just said those things, but I really hope you can forgive me cuz I really like you"

"You do?"

"Yes, and it was really me that wanted to do those things." With that she just dropped to her knees in front of me and took my cock out of my pants. She must really have wanted forgiveness. She got up on the couch beside me and started stroking my cock. I was instantly hard for her, and forgetting all about my sister. She was stroking me gently but powerfully and was teasing the head of my cock with her tongue.

  Then I heard two sets of footsteps coming down the stairs. Had to be Kayla and Sara. I tried to stop Lauren from jacking me off, but she just squeezed tighter and went faster. I saw them walk into the room

"Look who's here" Lauren giggled. It was Sara in the tightest shorts and almost spandex tank top.

"Look at your sister," lauren said. "Isn't she so fucking hot? Doesn't looking at her make you wanna cum for her? Look how tight her ass is." Sara turned around and bent over playfully to show me her ass, when Kayla grabbed Sara's shorts and pulled them down, revealing her perfect bare ass. My cock throbbed at seeing this and a big gob of precum oozed from the head. Lauren quickly licked it up/

"Thats it," she said, "get turned on by her. Sara, look at your big brothers hard cock, don't you just want to fuck it?" Sara nodded " Well come here," lauren said. With that Kayla led Sara over to me. Lauren's hand was making me feel so good, I couldn't object. I wanted it. I think maybe I wanted it last night too. I thought if my cock touched my little sisters pussy once it would explode.

   Sara came right up to me, and sat down on my legs and slid forward to get her pussy closer to my cock. Kayla reached down and spread my sisters little hairless lips slightly while lauren aimed my cock at it and started to rub the head up and down her slit. Sara's pussy was glistening wet. There was silence except for the sounds of Lauren sliding my cock against my Sara's pussy. I was about to let lauren shove my cock into my sister, I couldn't believe it. Then it happened. Sara lifted up a little, and Lauren slid the head of my cock into my sisters young hole. I felt Kayla sit on my lap behind sara and saw her put her hands down on the inside of Sara's thighs to help hold her up.

"Just hold still" Lauren told me. Sara started to hump on me but Kayla stopped her, why I have no idea.

"Just hold still," Kayla told Sara , "let Lauren do the work"

Lauren took hold of my shaft that was still outside Sara and began to furiously jerk me off. The sound of Laurens hand hitting Sara's pussy everytime it went up was indescribable. Feeling Sara's pussy muscles squeeze my head inside her and Laurens furious hand job was giving me that old familiar feeling . I didn't want to come inside my sister. I know she had gotten her period last year, I didn't want to make her pregnant

"I'm gonna cum. Let me pull it out" Isaid

Sara for the first time spoke " Don't let him cum inside me! I don't want to get pregnant!"

But Lauren just went faster. I tried to get up but Lauren quickly sat on my chest to hold me down for just enough time while Kayla pushed Sara down even further on my cock. That was it I couldn't take it, my cock started unloading load after load of incest cum inside my sister.Her unprotected pussy was getting all my load. Lauren let out an almost orgasmic "yeah" when she felt my cock spasming cum into my sister.

"Its so warm," I heard Sara say, but then she started to cry. Lauren and Kayla got up. "I said i didn't want him doing that in me!" She said, then my little sister leaned on my chest and started crying some more. All i could do was just sit there, barely able to contemplate the fact that my baby could be growing inside my 13 year old sister right now.

"How's it feel to knock up your baby sister?" Kayla said to us , the willing victims. Lauren and Kayla started laughing and went to leave. I sat there holding my baby sister, while she cried for god knows how long.

When I got back to the spare bedroom which I used as my office, I found her lying face down on the bed.

I looked at her laying there, her cute arse covered by her short skirt.

“Too bad she doesn’t have her legs spread.” I thought to myself as I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself to one side of her legs.

I’d often fantasized having sex with her ever since she’d started to grow into womanhood.

I poured some massage oil onto my hands and began to gently massage her calves.

Feeling her young flesh under my fingers was not doing me any good at all, I could feel my cock starting to respond inside my shorts.

Then I had an idea.

Maybe I could get a quick peek at her pantied covered crotch while I was doing this.

True, it wouldn’t do the state of my cock any good, but it’d give me a mental image to pull myself over later on.

I moved myself down to the end of the bed and asked her to spread her legs on the pretext of being able to massage the insides of her calves.

To my surprise, she didn’t object at all and instead just spread her legs apart for me.

I then began to massage the insides of her legs and started working my oily fingers upwards along her legs, heading slowly but surely towards her backside.

Because her legs were now spread apart, it caused her skirt to become tight which in turn also caused it to lift upwards.

As I brought my fingers back towards her heels, I quickly ducked my head downwards to look up beneath her slirt.

What I saw shocked me.

She wasn’t wearing any panties.

There before my amazed glaze was her naked pussy staring back at me.

I couldn’t believe my luck.

The best I’d hoped for was a glimpse at her pantied covered crotch, maybe even being able to see the bulge of her pussy pressing against her panties.

But this was perfect.

So at first, I stayed down near her heels working my fingers back and forth along her lower calves, at the same time taking every opportunity to perv up under her skirt.

By this time, my cock was rock hard inside my shorts and was tenting my shorts away from my body.

It badly ached for some form of release.

I looked at her lying there before me, she had her eyes closed and had a slight smile on her face, enjoying the massage no doubt.

I then decided to do something rather dangerous, I started massaging just the one calf and at the same time, I reached down with my free hand and slipped my cock free from its prison.

Now I was stroking my naked cock with one hand while at the same time, still pretending to massage her legs.

I knew I was taking one hell of a chance doing this, but by now, my cock was doing my thinking for me.

I was trying to keep a check on her eyes to make dam sure she still had them closed, but I also wanted to be able to see her naked cunt as I pulled myself off behind her.

I leaned my head down enough to be able to see up under her skirt again and it was while I was staring at her naked cunt that it happened.

Suddenly, I felt myself starting to cum.

I quickly took the hand I was massaging her leg with and cupped it under the head of my cock, catching most but not all of my hot cum inside my hand.

Some drops landed on the back of her left leg.

“What was that?” she asked starting to turn her head back my way.

I knew I had to do something quick.

I shoved my cock, (which was starting to become limp again) back inside my shorts and picked up the bottle of massage oil and before she really had a chance to see what had landed on her leg, poured some oil onto my cum.

“Just putting some more oil onto your leg, sweetheart.” I replied, hoping she wouldn’t notice my flushed state.

She was now looking back at me and as I still had cum inside my cupped hand and it was starting to leak between my fingers, all I could do was to lean forward and rub my cum and the oil together along her leg.

“Oh.” Was all she said before once again turning her face back towards the bed covers and closing her eyes once more.

I stared at my cum and the oil mixed together, being spread along her leg and nearly burst out laughing at the thought that now she had cum on her and didn’t even know it.

Partly sexually satisfied, I once again started using both hands on her legs.

As I slowly worked my fingers up towards her thighs, I wondered if I could get my fingers up close to her cunt.

That’d be one hell of a buzz, having my fingers close enough to be able to touch her cunt.

While she didn’t know that I knew she wasn’t wearing any panties, I was hoping that she was enjoying the massage enough, so that she wouldn’t realize just how far up her legs my fingers were going.

I began to rub my fingers upwards, an inch at a time.

I reached the hem of her skirt with no word from her that I was going too far, so I kept on massaging her flesh, slowly, but surely massaging my fingers just under the hem of her skirt.

Still, she didn’t say a word about how far up her thighs my fingers had worked themselves.

Because the skirt was pulled tightly around her hips, there really was no way I could reach her backside.

I continued to massage what part of her thighs I could; wishing all the while that I could massage her cunt lips with my fingers, but knowing there was no hope in hell of being able to do that.

So I tried something different.

“Could you please close your legs a bit?” I asked, hoping she wouldn’t want to know why I wanted her to do so.

She closed her legs together until I felt both legs touching my knees which were in between her legs.

What this had done was to loosen her skirt enough to allow my hands to slip under the skirt and hopefully, I’d get the chance to start massaging the cheeks of her arse.

I slowly began to work my fingers back up her legs until once again, my fingers slipped under the hemline of her skirt.

In a way, I was surprised that she hadn’t yet noticed just how far up her legs my fingers had worked themselves.

But I wasn’t about to start asking any questions.

I felt the curve of her cheeks beneath my fingers under her skirt and emboldened by her total lack of response to having my fingers now on her naked arse, began to massage them into her young flesh.

“Mmm” She groaned. “That’s nice.” She said as my fingers worked their way across her cheeks.

Taking a chance, I moved my fingers to either side of her hips and pushed the hemline of her skirt upwards with my wrists.

To my delight, I now saw her cunt lips come into view.

I began to wonder just what was going on here.

She had to know by now that I had a totally uninterrupted view of her bare cunt and yet she still had not tried to stop me from looking at her.

But as before, I wasn’t about to question the why of it all, but instead chose to enjoy it for as long as it lasted.

I slowly worked my oily fingers towards the groove of her arse and taking yet another chance, I gripped her cheeks in my fingers and slowly pulled them apart, allowing me to see her tiny anus and also at the same time, I’d parted her outer lips enough for me to be able to see the soft pink inner flesh that until now had been hidden from my view.

Her inner flesh glistened with moisture from her juices and I wondered if those juices were being caused because I’d turned her on.

I certainly hoped so.

Spreading the cheeks of her arse even further apart, I found that I could now see deep inside her cunt.

She had to have known that I was now looking directly at her cunt and yet still there were no words of protest coming from her.

I decided to take that as permission to carry on.

I closed her cheeks and began to massage my fingers towards the middle of her backside until they were nearly touching the groove between her arse cheeks.

Hoping I was right, I then used the index finger of my right hand and placed it at the top of the groove, then, slowly, I began to move my finger down the groove, taking my time, so that if she wanted to object to what I was doing to her, now was the time for her to do so.

But again, there were no words of protest from her lips and suddenly, I felt the wetness of her cunt close around my fingertip.

“Mmm.” She murmured as though she was half asleep, but was still enjoying the sensations my finger was causing her.

I slowly began to ease my finger up inside of her, totally convinced that she was allowing me to do so.

As my finger slowly worked its way inside her, I felt her start to move her legs.

But she wasn’t trying to stop me from plunging my finger inside her as I’d first thought, but instead, she was spreading her legs even further apart, allowing me even greater freedom to her cunt.

Finally I had my finger firmly planted deep inside her.

I could feel her inner muscles gripping and releasing themselves around my thick finger.

As I started to withdraw my finger from her, I felt her muscles grip my finger tightly inside her as though she was afraid that I was going to take my finger out of her.

But because she was so wet down there, my finger slipped out easily.

I again pushed it deep inside of her, causing her to groan with pleasure.

I finger fucked her for several minutes before taking my finger out of her for the last time(for now at least)
Then taking hold of both cheeks, I spread her cheeks apart, wide enough so that I once again could see deep inside her cunt.

I then leaned forward until I now had my face only an inch or so away from her glistening cunt.

I breathed some hot air from my mouth onto the surface of her cunt lips, letting her know that my face was close enough to touch her cunt.

But again, there were no words of protest from her, so I leaned that little bit extra until I felt her lips touching mine.

Her small body seemed to jump a little as soon as she felt the flesh of my lips touched her naked cunt lips.

But again, no words of protest, so I slipped my tongue out of my mouth and started to gently lick at her outer lips with it.

“Oh yeah.” She moaned as she started to push her hips downwards to meet my mouth.

I closed my whole mouth around her small cunt and sucked at her flesh.

Again, she pushed herself backwards onto my mouth and this time, I slipped the tip of my tongue deep inside her, bringing forth a loud groan of pleasure as she felt my tongue probing her insides.

I tongue fucked her for several minutes and then started to tease her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, causing her to groan even louder with pleasure.

She was shoving herself backwards against my mouth and I knew from the sounds she was making, that she wasn’t all that far away from having an orgasm.

But I wasn’t about to allow her to have her orgasm that way.

My cock had sprung back to life a while back and keeping my mouth glued to her cunt, I somehow managed to slip my shorts off until my lower body was now totally naked.

Withdrawing my mouth from her wet cunt, I placed one hand under her stomach and lifted her slightly and reached over and picked up the spare pillow beside her head and slipped it under her hips, causing her naked backside to now be pointing up into the air in front of me.

I then moved closer towards her and placed the head of my cock directly at the moist entrance to her cunt.

If she was worried about me fucking her, she showed no sign, so I began to push my way inside her.

I watched as my cock slowly passed her outer lips and started to penetrate her cunt.

The warmth of her cunt as it closed around the shaft of my cock was amazing to feel.

Yes, I’d fucked many women in the pass, but I think it was the fact that she was so young and was also my own granddaughter, which made it seem even more special.

At first, I couldn’t go inside her much more than 2/3^rd the length of my cock, but as I began to fuck her, I found that I could slip even more of my cock inside her, I must have been opening her up to accommodate my cock.

Within a few minutes, I found that I now had all of my cock plunged deep inside her.

Whatever guilt I should have been feeling over fucking my own granddaughter was totally wiped by the pleasure I was having by fucking her.

I’d worry about the guilt later, if there was any to be found. I think that most men who fuck their own kin, only feel guilty if found out.

Right at this minute, all I wanted to do was to plant my seed within her cunt, regardless if I were to impregnate her or not.

I felt myself getting close to my climax when all of a sudden, she cried out in pleasure as her orgasm took her on a journey of pleasure.

Feeling her warm juices flowing over the head of my cock was more than enough to trigger my climax.

I gripped her hips with both of my hands and ploughed as deep inside her as I could before feeling my incestuous seed start pumping inside her young cunt.

I held her butt up against my crotch, not allowing my seed to escape from her cunt.

Finally, I felt myself becoming limp inside of her and slipped my softening cock from within her.

A gush of sperm flowed from her onto the top of the blanket covering the bed.

I knew I’d have to wash it before my wife came home from work.

She collapsed face down onto the bed and rolled over to look at my by now limp cock hanging between my thighs.

“That was so wonderful, granddad. Thank you.” She said tearing her eyes away from my cock.

“I think we both enjoyed that close encounter.” I replied with a laugh.

“Did you plan this whole thing?” I asked, sure that she had indeed done so.

“Well…yes.” She replied with a giggle.

“How did you know that I’d go through with it?” I asked puzzled.

“That part was easy. I found all those stories stored on your computer about you fucking me.” She replied with a grin.

‘Why didn’t you say something earlier?” I asked.

“I still wasn’t quite sure you’d go for it.” She replied.

Staring down at her lying there half naked and knowing my wife wouldn’t be home for at least two more hours, I felt my cock starting to respond once more.

“Feel like another close encounter?” I asked with a grin.

“You bet granddad.” she replied spreading apart her thighs.

 

We got together having already been best friends for quite some times so the relationship evolved fast, though both of us were virgins. A lot of these things were new to us and it was about a week in before she was jerking me off and I was fingering her in our rooms secretly. I was always pushing things to go to the next level and she would somewhat resist, but her need to do what I wanted was already showing through at the early stages.

 I think it was about three weeks in we were driving around town as she rubbed her hands up and down my leg and over my dick. I was struggling to focus on the road, but it is kind of hard with that going on. I finally turned down a side road and pushed down the break so we could both focus on the task at hand. She unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out of the waist band of my boxers and began to stroke it up and down. It was well wet with precum and she was leaning over and kissing my neck hard and fast.

This would be the first time I truly took control of her. I could not wait any longer and I took my hand and gripped her hair, lightly at first mildly pushing down. She just kissed my neck harder and jerked me harder. Sucking, nibbling, sending sensations through me. This was not what she needed to do though so I began to push a little more. Her head moved down just a bit before she started to use more force and hold herself up, not a word was said this whole time, but I could sense she was getting wetter. As I increased my force her head lowered to my collar bone, doing all she could to resist me, out of fear of something she’d never done, she started to kiss my collar bone, hoping that would make me happy.

I had about all I could handle and I gripped her hair as tightly as I could and pushed down as hard as I could. She could only resists for about one second before her head went down, with the pain of my grip she opened her mouth like a good girl, realizing what she was supposed to do for me and put the head of my cock between her soft, wet lips.  She circled her tongue around the head for a second, not quite sure what to do then back away. I had gotten a taste of what I wanted now and was not about to back down though.

I used my other hand to grip my shaft at the base and without ever loosening on her hair shoved her back down on it. I used my grip on her hair to move her mouth up and down on it slightly till she got the picture. Now she was letting herself go, ready and willing to please her soon to be master’s dick. I released the grip on her hair and watched as the back of her head bobbed up and down, feeling the warmth of her lips and tongue slide down my dick. I stretched my legs out in amazement as I realized that my Sarah had no gag reflex.  She was able to bury the full 7 inches into her throat and was quickly improving at what she was doing.

My hand that once held her hair slid around the front of her body, wrapping underneath her. I reach into her shirt, slid under her bra and pinched a nipple relatively hard as I was getting in the moment of taking control of her. I then slid my hand down her ass and squeezed it as hard as I could. I never wanted this feeling to end and it, but it was drawing near. I could not contain myself any longer. I let her know I was cumming and put my hand back on her red hair. I stiffened my legs up and she speedened her bobbing  up and down on my dick. “mmmmm” I moaned as I shot my load into her mouth. Pump after pump wildly into the back of her mouth and across her tongue. As soon as I was done she quickly got up and said that, “it tasted horrible and she would never take my cum again but would suck it.” I did not protest her on that spot, just kissed her and thanked her and let her know how good she was, but little did she know she would be taking my cum at every chance in due time.

If people like this story  I will write out how things unfolded next and fast forward to when things started to get really hot. If you have any questions or comments e-mail me at mclovin.stories@gmail.com

My sister and I have always been really close, so we would often talk about sex and whatnot. She had already told me how she had sex with her boyfriend, Zach, when she was 14, just before he moved to California; but had never had sex with anyone after him. I, unfortunately, had not had sex yet. We talked about how we both loved masturbating and how I always used lotion and how she had her own favorite dildo that Mom had given to her. We both really loved just talking, no matter the subject.

Five minutes later, Emily came walking down the stairs. My mouth fell open a bit as I saw her. She was wearing a thin, plain white bikini that she had purchased from Victoria’s Secret.  The bikini was obviously too small for her, as her top did not cover her entire tits and showed a great deal of the top of them and a bit of under-cleavage. The bottoms were the same; barely showing the sides of her shaved pussy lips.

She came down smiling, and then started to giggle devilishly, staring at my bathing suit. She then put on a cute face.

“Awwww, you’re wearing the Speedo I bought for you!” She said, chuckling. “You look great in it! You really fill it out!”  

“I was about to say the same thing about you!” I told her, playfully slapping her ass as she passed me. She giggled and pushed me away, walking toward the pool in our backyard, her bikini bottom squeezing into her ass every step she took. I moaned to myself and followed her. My 5 ½ inch boner had been up the whole time, but she didn’t seem to mind.

She stopped and sat down on a lawn chair and looked at the pool. I followed her gaze and saw Mom and Dad slowly getting out of the pool, both with big grins on their face. They walked towards the door and then stopped and faced Emily and I.

“Hey, kids,” my Dad addressed us,” I’m gonna go spend some alone time with your mother.” At this he squeezed Moms ass. “Have fun!” Mom giggled and walked off with Dad, grabbing his cock.

Emily stared after them; a smile on her face.

“Horny little guys aren’t they!” She said. We both laughed. Emily then stood up and grabbed a brown bottle from her chair, flipped off the top and poured a white substance from it on her hand. She then handed the bottle to me as I bent down to take off my shoes.

“You mind putting some sun-tan lotion on my legs, please?” She said, looking down, giving me a cute smile. She started to wipe the lotion on her stomach.

“Err…”

I was hesitant.

She looked down again, giving me an exasperated look. “Oh don’t be such a pussy!”

I looked at her and laughed.

“Then stop being such a bitch!” I laughed, smacking her ass, hard, again.

Emily jumped and laughed. “There ya go.” She stuck her hands in her bikini top and lotioned her puffy tits. I watched eagerly for a moment. I’d seen her tits before, but now, because of my hormones, I looked at them from a sexual point. She didn’t seem to notice.

I poured a large amount of lotion in my hands and started to lather away. First starting at her feet, I worked my way up her beautiful legs, savoring every inch of her skin. I rubbed her quads and finally reached her ass. I lathered it very slowly and smoothly, sticking my hands between her ass cheeks quickly. Then, going to her front, I motioned my hand very quickly over her bikini bottom, barely touching her pussy lips that slightly protruded from it. I was so incredibly horny; my cock portrayed that.

I stood up and looked at her. She was biting her bottom lip and had her right eyebrow propped up. “You did a very thorough job.” She grinned.

“Well, I don’t want to see my beautiful sister get sun-burned, now do I?” I said, pushing my chest into her and wrapping my arms around her. I started to playfully kiss her neck while massaging her ass cheeks. Her puffy nipples felt great on me.

“Stop it!” She teased. She pushed across my chest in an attempt to push me into the pool, but I grabbed her hand and took her with me. We both surfaced the water, laughing hard at each other.

“Oh you’re so stupid!” She screamed, splashing water at me.

“What!” I called. I moved to her and started to tickle the sides of her tits and pussy lips. She started to laugh hard. “Oh stop it! Stop it!” She laughed, splashing water everywhere.

I stopped after a second, laughing. She had a wide grin on her face when she looked at me. We both stared at each others eyes for a moment.

She’s so beautiful, I thought.

We started to move towards each other. We put our tongues together and kissed.

Tell me if I should right part two, thanks for reading.

            Anyway, I’m getting ahead of my self. My name is Alex and I’m a 17-year-old senior in a Toronto high school. I’m 5'11 and around 180 lbs (mostly muscle) with brown eyes and brown hair. I’m really into sports and weight training. I’m a starting flank for my school’s rugby team and plan on playing professionally some day. And for those of you who must know... I have a 7-inch penis. Now back to the story.

            My nerves were starting to take over. I couldn’t concentrate in school, at the gym, or on the field. I was so worried that I would be complete shit in bed. My friends kept telling me not to worry and that since she’s never done it before, she has nothing to compare to. All of that went through one ear and out the other. There had to be something I could do to make sure I could please this amazing girl. Then an idea came to me. You see, I have this very close friend. We’ve known each other since we were 6. We’ve always told each other all of our secrets and have always been able to completely trust one another. Her name is Emily, and I was about to ask her something that could change our relationship forever.

“Hello?”

“Hey Em, it’s me”, I said through the phone.

“Hey hun, what’s up?”, she replied.

“I need your help. Can I come over?”, I asked.

“Sure, I’m not doing anything.”

            I hung up the phone and left my house. Emily only lived a few blocks down so it was a short walk. As I walked, I began to think about Emily. She is one of the most amazing people I’ve ever known, second only to Caroline. She sweet, funny, caring, and has always been there for me. I could only hope she could help me with this. Along with her personality, she also is very attractive. She’s 5'6, has straight, shoulder length, blonde hair, a tight round ass, and C cup breasts. She is any mans dream.

            I walked towards her front steps feeling as nervous as ever. What the hell is the matter with me? I thought to myself, you’ve been friends with her forever, just suck it up. I rang the doorbell and she answered instantly.

“Hey you! How you doin’?” she said as I walked in the door.

“I’m alright”, I replied, “Is anybody home right now?”

“No, my parents are away for the weekend. Why?” she asked me with a slightly suspicious look.

“Don’t worry...lets go downstairs.”

            We sat down and started talking about random shit that was happening in out lives. I couldn’t get up the courage to bring up the reason I needed to see her. Then, without knowing, she brought it up herself.

“So... how’s things with Caroline?”

“Everything’s okay...I guess.” I murmured.

“Well that doesn’t sound to good. What’s going on?” she asked.

“Here’s the thing. Two nights ago, Caroline asked me if I would take her virginity next weekend while her parents are gone.” I told her.

“That’s great... I don’t see the problem...” she said, looking confused.

“Well I’m worried I’m gonna fuck up while doing it.” I confessed.

“That’s ridiculous! I’m sure you’d be great.”

“Well I’m not. That’s why I came over. I know that you and Kevin did some things while you were going out... and… well...would you have sex with me?”

            Silence. I was scared to look at her so I looked at the ground. When I finally look up, I saw the most shocked expression on her face.

“...what...” was all she could manage to spit out.

“Look, we’ve been friends for a long time and I really need someone who’s close to me that can help me. I know that person is you.”

“Wow... I wasn’t expecting this,” she replied, “Do you realize what something like this could do to our friendship? And what about Caroline? She’s one of my very best friends. If she ever found out, she would never want to see you or me again! You know I’m always here for you but there’s just to much risk.”

“I know there’s a lot of risk...but I don’t think anything can change what we have together, especially something like sex. It might just bring us closer together.”

“Fair enough. But did you think about how this would effect you’re relationship with Caroline if she found out?” she argued.

“She won’t find out. You wouldn’t tell her. There’s no way in hell I’m going to tell her. And she’ll benefit from it in the end. Please Em, I need your help.”

She looked at me thoughtfully for about 2 minutes and finally said, “Okay. I can see this is important to you and what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t help you out?”

“Thank you so much! You won’t regret this.” I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“I sure hope not. Now when do you want to do this?” she asked.

“How about right now?” I answered.

“Wow, somebody’s anxious...alright, lets go to my room.”

Chapter 2 - The Fun

            I laid her down on the bed and began kissing her lips. She hesitated slightly, but became very involved almost seconds later. Amazing sensations ran through me as I felt her warm tongue connect with my own. This was so much different than kissing Caroline. I slowly began to caress her body and remove pieces of her clothing as well as my own. I took her shirt off and started kissing her neck and chest, while removing my own shirt and reaching around to take off her bra. When those beautiful breasts were exposed I almost came in my pants. They were so firm and soft and had the hardest nipples I’ve seen in my life. My mouth moved immediately towards them and I began to suck on one while tweaking the other. I could tell she enjoyed this very much from her screams of ecstasy. Without notice, she flipped me over on to my back and began sucking on my nipples. I had never considered this before but must admit that it felt amazing. She kissed down my chest and stomach until she reached my pants. She undid the button of my jeans and pulled them down along with my boxers. My 7-inch cock sprang upwards almost hitting her face. She grabbed by cock and began to stroke it while kissing and licking the head. When she started sucking it fully, she was also rubbing my balls and putting her finger around my asshole. This came as a total surprise. I was experiencing so many sensations at one time. Her hot, wet mouth around my cock and the pressure she was applying to my asshole was putting me way over the edge. I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. “Oh my God! I’m gonna cum... oh... suck my dick! That feels so fucking good.” At that moment I came into her mouth. She swallowed it all down with a satisfied “mmm” following. But I was worried that because I already came, I wouldn’t have any strength to have sex. “Don’t worry,” she told me, “Just give me what I need and we can see what happens from there.”  I happily obliged.

            She sat down next to me and we made out again while I unbuttoned her pants. I slid my hand through her panties and played with her pussy. I had never done this before, but since she seemed to enjoy it, I could tell I was doing something right. I pulled my hand out and she licked my finger, tasting her own juices. I could already feel my cock growing again. I removed her pants along with her panties and got my first look at her pussy. She was completely shaved, had no tan lines, and the juices flowing from her pussy made it glisten. It was the perfect sight. I kissed my way down her legs until I reached her sweet mound. I leaned in and started kissing the outside of her lips. I then stuck my tongue in and went to work. The taste was different but wonderful. I had heard nasty things about how pussies smell and taste, but in the moment, it was the best thing I had ever experienced in those departments. Knowing from science class where and what the clitoris is, I started to suck and bit the tiny organ. She started lifting her ass and smacking her pussy against my face. She was practically screaming at the top of her lungs. Only moments later, her pussy erupted with juices. There was so much fluid I could barley contain it in my mouth. I sprayed everywhere. “How did that happen?” I asked her. “Oh, I forgot to tell you...I’m a squirter.” This turned me on even more. I couldn’t wait to get inside that hot, wet pussy. But first I turned her over onto her stomach and played with her ass. It was so round and firm, and her asshole had a beautiful pink colour. I moved my mouth forward and started licking her asshole. “That feels so fucking good! Suck my asshole. I’m gonna fucking cum all over your face again!” All that dirty talk really got me going. I stuck my finger in her pussy while I continued to lick her ass. This made her go wild and she came again, this one even more explosive than the last. She appeared to be exhausted, but I was feeling like my dick was going to explode. I had go get inside of her.

            I asked her if I needed to put on a condom and she said that she was on the pill. I climbed up through her legs and licked her tits again while slowly fingering her pussy. This got her pretty worked up again so I decided to take the plunge. I grabbed hold of my dick and placed it at the entrance of her hot cunt. I rubbed the head of my dick up and down her slit before I put it in. I was amazed at how warm and tight it was. I slowly began to thrust myself deeper into her pussy and she responded by thrusting back. I laid on top of her, crushing her tits against my chest and giving her long deep kisses. After 5 minutes of amazing sex, Emily asked me to do something for her. “Alex...could you suck my toes while you fuck me?” she asked timidly, “Of course honey. Anything for you.” I lifted my body up, with my dick still inside her, and moved her legs so that they were on my chest. With her feet in front of my face, I grabbed one and began sucking on her toes. It felt so erotic sucking her feet while fucking her pussy. Her toes tasted so good and her pussy was so hot...but I couldn’t come...I wouldn’t allow myself. I wanted this to last as long as possible. I lifted her body and flipped myself over so she was on top of me. “Now it’s time for you to do some work.” I said to her, “I thought this was a learning experience for you.” she replied, “Just shut up and fuck me!” And she did just that. I lay on my back and she rode me like a bull. As she did this, I roughly rubbed her nipples and tits. This looked like it was going to be the end for me. I sat up and wrapped my arms around her while quickly humping her pussy. I lifted my head and looked into her eyes. I loved this girl, and the way she looked at me, I knew she felt the same. At that instant, I came inside of her. It was the longest and hardest I had ever came and has been till this day. I lay back down with her lying on my chest. I caressed her back and ass, and she gave me a deep long kiss.

“How was that?” I asked her.

“I think you’re ready for Caroline...I’m just not sure she’s ready for you!”

Chapter 3 - The Surprise

            My night with Caroline was coming up with thoughts of my session with Emily fresh in my mind. I wanted to have another go with her before this weekend but there was never a good time. It’s not like I needed more practice, the way I made Emily scream in pleasure was reassuring enough. I was just dying to get into her tight pussy again. Feeling her warm fuck-hole tighten up as I slowly pushed inside of her...but I needed to get my mind straight.

            I forgot to mention that Caroline had been away for the whole week on vacation with her parents and was returning without them because she had work Saturday morning. Just incase you were wondering where she was all this time. Well, it was the morning of that special day, and I had slept in so I had strength for that night. I even jerked off to make sure I didn’t shoot my load too soon. I had just finished up when my cell phone rang. It was Caroline.

“Hey baby.” I said answering the phone.

“Hey hot stuff! I’ve been thinking about you all week. I’ve missed you so much.”

“ Me too hunny. Are you ready for tonight?” I asked.

“I am so ready for this. I can’t wait! Are you ready?” she asked back.

“I guess you could say I’ve been preparing.” I answered with a smile on my face.

“Sounds great. I need to head off to work...so I’ll see you at 7?”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” I hung up the phone and went to take a shower.

            I stepped out of the shower and began shaving my face when I heard the doorbell ring. I threw a towel around my waist and ran downstairs expecting it to be my mom and sister who were out shopping for the day. But they weren’t supposed to be back for at least another hour. I opened the door and was pleasantly surprised at what I saw. It was my little sister’s friend Stephanie. Now, I’m usually not one to go for younger girls, but this one was a 14-year-old bombshell. Her long brown hair framed her perfect face and fell down towards her young perky breasts. She was pretty short at 5'4 but had a sweet little ass. She was wearing a low cut tank top and a short skirt. Trying to conceal my growing erection wasn’t easy.

“Hi Alex, is Jennifer here?” she asked with the sweetest smile on her face.

“Sorry Steph, she’s out shopping with our mom. She won’t be back for around an hour.”

“Oh, I see. Would you mind if I waited here for her?” as she asked, I could see her eyes moving up and down my body and linger slightly at my crotch.

“Ya, no problem. Just make yourself comfortable. You know where everything is. I just need to finish up upstairs. I’ll be back down in 10 minutes.”

“Okay...” she called as I walked up the stairs.

            Oh man, this girl is so fucking hot. I would do anything to get inside of her. I thought to myself as I began shaving the rest of my face. I looked down at my crotch and decided it would be good if I did a little trimming down there. I applied shaving cream to my parts and began shaving them. I was pretty worked up over Steph, so my dick was at full attention, which makes it a bit harder to shave. When I finished, I moved over to the bathtub to wash the hair off when I noticed the door was opened slightly. I quickly flew the door open and there was Stephanie, falling to the floor with her hands up her skirt. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. This hot little thing was finger fucking herself while watching me shave my balls.

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry Alex! I couldn’t help myself. When I saw you in that towel, you made my pussy so wet. I had to get a look at your dick.” she was speaking so fast I could barley make out the words. Her face was completely red and I couldn’t tell if that was from shame or because she was just masturbating. I walked over to her, picked her up off the floor and sat her down on the edge of the bathtub.

“Don’t worry about it Steph. I can understand you being curious. At your age, I would have done anything to see a pair of tits.”

“So you’re not mad at me?” she asked.

“Of course not. It would be kinda hypocritical of me considering the fact that I’ve thought about you when I’ve masturbated.” I admitted.

“Are you serious? That makes me so happy.” as she said this, she reached over and placed her hand on my dick. The fun was about to start.

Chapter 4 – The Shower           

            Her small hands barely fit around my thick cock, but she was jerking like a pro in no time. She told me she had never touched a dick before and wasn’t sure if what she was doing was right. Feeling a little devious, I told her I would enjoy it much more if she used her mouth. She didn’t seem opposed to this idea and put her mouth right on my dick. Her mouth was quite small so she couldn’t fit much in, but it felt amazing nonetheless. As we progressed, she began to develop a technique without much guidance. She was sucking on the head, stroking the shaft and rubbing my balls at the same time. She then moved her hand away from my balls and dived into her pussy. I removed her top so I could see those sweet tits as she sucked me off. I pinched her nipples, and rubbed her back and ass. She was furiously fingering herself, which in turn made her suck and stroke harder. It was all too much for me to take and I came in her mouth. She was taken by surprise and released my dick from her grip, which left me jerking off on her tits and stomach. With her little finger, she grabbed some cum off her chest and put it in her mouth.

“Wow Steph, that was unbelievable. Any man would be lucky to have a sex toy like you.” I said totally exhausted.

“That man is you. Anytime you want me, you can have me.”

These words drove me wild. “Then I am the luckiest man in the world. What do you say we get you cleaned up.”

            I reached over and turned on the shower so we could wash off. When the water was hot enough, we both jumped in. I grabbed the soap and started lathering up her body. Her back was pressed up against my chest and I slowly rubber her tits. Her skin and the hot water felt so good against my body, my cock started to stir. I turned her around and placed my hands on her cheeks. She was absolutely beautiful. I leaned in and kissed her lips softly. She returned by slipping her tongue into my mouth. As we kissed, I fingered her pussy getting her excited again. She dropped to her knees and placed my cock between her tits and started jerking me off. It had to have been the sexiest sight I have ever seen. This hot, young, skank was rubbing my cock all over her perky tits. It was almost too much to take but I knew I had to get something else from her. I lifted her up into my arms and told her to wrap her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. My dick was just at the entrance of her hot, little cunt. They way she looked at me I could tell she was ready to lose her virginity. “This is going to hurt.” I said. I pushed her against the shower wall, our lips met, and my dick pushed through her pussy taking away her innocence. She let out a terrible scream and bit on my shoulder. I held her close and told her that the pain will be gone and pleasure will follow. After about a minute of holding that position, she started to get used to the size of my invading cock. She was actually the one who began slowly humping. I was hitting her with long, full thrusts, and the look of pure joy washed over her face. I put my hands under her ass for support and fucked the life into this girl. I had never heard someone scream that loud before. It felt like she had 3 orgasms in 5 minutes.

            I pulled her off my cock so I could try something I had always wanted to do. I turned her around and bent her over so her ass was facing me. I got down on my knees and started eating out her asshole. I could tell she loved this when her hands went right for her clit. I was roughly grabbing her ass cheeks and sucking on that tight little hole for so long, I forgot that I hadn’t shot my load yet. I stood up with her still facing the other way and put my dick back in her pussy. She lifted her torso up so her back was against my chest, which gave me easy access to her tits and clit. I fucked her fast and rough while biting on her neck until I knew I had to cum. Realizing I didn’t have a condom on, I pulled out, turned her around, and put my cock in her mouth. I knew she had learned something from our fuckfest when I started cumming, and she took it all in her mouth. She stood up, swallowed it down, and gave me a long passionate kiss. I turned off the water and helped her out of the shower. We dried each other off and got dressed.

“This was the most amazing experience I have ever had.” She said.

“It was amazing for me too. I’ll never forget it.”

            Just then, I heard the front door open. Steph rushed down to the family room and I waited at the top of the stairs as my mom and sister walked through the door. Steph came running from the family room and gave my sister a hug. My sister asked why her hair was wet and she replied by saying, “I was feeling kinda dirty.” She looked up at me, gave me a wink and I went back into my room to prepare for my big night...which didn’t seem so big anymore.

*Warning - Contains Incest

Chapter 5 - The Intrigue

            It was 6:00 and I needed to leave my house to pick up Caroline from work in an hour, but first I had to convince my mom to let me take out the car overnight. There was no way in hell I was going to tell her I was staying over at Caroline’s house. She would have smacked me upside the head and swallowed the car keys. This was going to be tricky. I walked into the kitchen and my mom was sitting there reading a magazine.

“Hey mom...would it be ok if a took the car out tonight?”

“Sure hun, I’m not planning on going anywhere.” she replied with a smile.

“The thing is...I won’t be home until tomorrow.”

“Well where are you going?” she asked, becoming slightly suspicious.

“Uh...I’m staying over at Kevin’s house. There’s a fight on and he’s the only guy with pay per view. The fight won’t end till late so we were planning on crashing there.” That should do the trick. I thought confidently.

“You know son, I’m not an idiot. I know you’re going to stay over at Caroline’s while her parents are gone. Were you planning on fucking her tonight?”

            I couldn’t believe my ears! Not only did my mom know exactly what was going on, she also knew that we were gonna have sex!

“Mom... how.... where did you get that idea?” She stood up and walked towards me.

“Like I said hun, I’m not an idiot. If you want these car keys, you’re gonna have to work for them.”

            Let me take a minute to tell you about my mother. When I was 10, my father left my mom, my sister, and me for some old high school sweetheart. I couldn’t understand what kind of person would leave my mom for someone else. She was absolutely stunning. She was 5'8, had long black hair, piercing blue eyes, and large, succulent lips. She kinda resembled Angelina Jolie with a body to match. She had large, firm D cup tits (I knew this from searching through her drawers), a slim waist, and a small, tight ass. I had always fantasized about my mom while going through puberty, and that trend has not stopped. My mom worked so hard to provide for my sister and me. I only ever wanted her to be happy. So there I was. My MILF of a mom looking me in the eyes with pure lust. I did the only thing that seemed natural to do at the time. I shoved my tongue down her throat. 

            This wasn’t a kiss of love. It was raw, animalistic, and purely sexual. I lifted her on to our kitchen table so I could get inside that pussy with my tongue. She was wearing a bathrobe with nothing underneath, so I had easy access. I pulled on the rope around her waist to reveal the sweetest tits and fattest pussy I had ever seen. She had most of her pussy shaved, with a small line leading from her clit. I dove right into her with my tongue and got pussy juice all over my face. She tasted so much different than Emily did, and the smell was a lot stronger. But this only turned me on more. I started fingering her while rubbing her clit. I almost fit my whole fist in her pussy. I flipped her over and continued to eat her out doggy style. I then moved from her pussy to her asshole. I sucked on her hole and fisted her wet cunt. This made my dick pop out of the top of my pants. I was ready for some relief. Once she was nice and wet down there, I decided it was my turn to get some action. I walked around the table so I was facing her head. I flipped her on to her back and let her head fall off the back of the table. I slipped off my pants and shoved my cock down her throat. I had no mercy for her as I grabbed the back of her head and skull fucked the life out of her. I thought for sure she would start choking, but she swallowed me whole. I could feel the head of my dick hitting the back of her throat. I had started sucking her nipples and rubbing her clit when I got that familiar feeling in my dick so I pulled out of her mouth, got behind her, and placed my dick at the entrance of her pussy.

"No baby, you can't fuck mommy there. It would be too wrong."

Too wrong? Just great. I was so close to getting inside of her and she pulls this bullshit on me. I can't believe sh....

"You'd better stick it in my ass."

            ... things couldn’t get any better. I was about to give a girl my first ass pounding and it was my own mom. Life kept getting better and better. I moved my dick from her pussy to her ass and rubbed it against her hole. It was so small. I didn’t think I could fit it in. I got up and headed for the cupboard and grabbed a bottle of baby oil. I got back on the table, applied it to my mom’s asshole and to my dick, and worked my way inside her. I humped her as slowly as I could so she could get used to the invading member in her ass. She started to moan as I pushed in and out quicker and quicker. As we started to get into a rhythm, we got the shock of our lives. Standing in the doorway was my little sister.

            Jennifer is a 14-year-old replica of my mother. She has the jet-black hair, which she always wears in a ponytail, blue eyes and a well-developed chest and ass (I would say she’s a large C cup). She’s quite tall for a 14 year old at 5'10 (we both got our height from our father). She started to really develop at the age of 11 and now she is the fantasy of every guy at our school, including myself. Seeing her stand there in shock got me even hornier. I continued to pound away at my mom’s ass leaving Jen there to figure out what was going on. The tight grip of her ass on my dick, and my sister standing there, was a lethal combination and I soon shot my load straight up her ass. I collapsed on top of her for a minute trying to catch my breath. My sister still hadn’t moved a muscle but when I looked at her closely I could see that her nipples were erect under her tank top. Could my sister really be getting off to watching me fuck our mom in the ass? I thought to myself. I pulled my dick out of her ass and watched the cum flow out. My mom quickly stood up and put on her bathrobe.

“Jennifer dear,” my mom said, “let us explain what happened here.” But Jen didn’t want to hear it. She turned around and walked up the stairs to her room. “Oh no. I better go talk to her.”

“No, let me mom. I know what to say.” I walked up the stairs to her bedroom door when I realized I was still completely naked. I went into my room first and grabbed a pair of boxers and a t-shirt and walked back to her door. I didn’t bother knocking and just walked in. And what did I see? My little sister naked on her bed with 3 fingers in her pussy. My dick popped up like a jack-in-the-box. She looked over at me, smiled, and motioned for me to join her. This was all the incentive I needed. I pulled off my shirt and boxers and jumped into her bed.

“Oh Jen...I’ve wanted this for so long.”

“Me too Alex...now lets fuck!”

            I got on top of her and we started kissing while discovering each other’s bodies. I squeezed her beautiful breasts and pinched her long nipples. I had never seen nipples so erect. They felt great rubbing against my chest. I took my mouth away from hers and sucked on her tits. She started to moan really loudly and I could feel the heat from her pussy on my dick, which was right in front of it. She pulled my head away from her tit, looked into my eyes and said “I want you to take me right now.” Without taking my eyes off hers, I guided my dick into her wet pussy. I felt some resistance and could tell she was still a virgin. I couldn’t believe this. A girl this hot still hadn’t had sex. I was in heaven. I slowly started rubbing her clit making her more comfortable with my dick inside of her. I then shoved my full member into her tight cunt. But she barely let out a whimper. She just kept looking right into my eyes, never even blinking. I slowly started to pick up the pace and in no time I was giving her full thrusts. She started to moan and groan and dug her nails into my back. She wrapped her legs around me and started to hump back, meeting me at full thrust. She had a beautiful patch of hair on her pussy that felt wonderful against my shaved pelvis. I looked over at the clock and saw that it was 5 to 7 and I needed to pick up Caroline from work, so I started humping her as fast as I could. Her screams became louder and I was sent into a state of pure ecstasy as I shot load after load into her virgin cunt. I pulled out of her and laid down next to her. “Sorry Jen, but I need to pick up Caroline from work.” She looked at me with sad eyes and replied, “At least let me clean you up first.” She lifted up my limp dick and started sucking and licking off my cum and her juices. Within seconds my dick was a rock. She started to use her hands while sucking me to allow me to have the full experience. She then grabbed her tits, put them around my cock and jerked me off with them. She somehow managed to suck on it at the same time. It felt so amazing. I shot my second load of our session right in her face and it fell on her tits. She picked it up with her finger and rubbed it on her nipples and on her lips. This bitch really loves the cum. I gave her a kiss on the lips and told her that we would do this again soon but I needed to leave. After another quick kiss, I ran into my bedroom, threw on some nice clothes, ran down stairs, gave my mom a slap on the ass, and went to pick up Caroline for our date.      

Chapter 5 - The Date

As I was driving down to the mall to pick up Cali (that was my nickname for her because she was in love with California), my mind started to wonder. What would Caroline think if she found out the things I have done in the past week? Since we had talked about losing our virginity together, I had already had sex with her, and my, best friend Emily, my sisters little friend Stephanie, my hot mom, and my even hotter sister. I had done all these things without even considering how Cali would feel if she found out. At the beginning I had convinced myself that I was doing those things for her benefit, but in reality, it was my own perverse mind that led me to cheating on her over and over. But I decided that what happened in the past should stay in the past.... even though I planned on fucking all those girls again. There was no need for Caroline to know about it.

I drove up to the mall entrance and Cali was standing there waiting for me. Her slender body looked magnificent with her white blouse, short, black skirt, stockings and high heels. But I couldn’t wait to take them all off.

“ Hi baby!” she exclaimed as she crawled into the car. I gave her a long kiss on the lips and replied,

“ You look so beautiful...” I handed her a bouquet of roses, and she blushed and said thank you. “I made reservations at Dante’s for 7:30 so we need to get moving...are we still going back to your place tonight...?” I asked.

“You know it!” she replied with a mischievous smile.

We arrived at Dante’s at 7:15 and we were seated by 7:20. Dante’s was our favourite restaurant. All they served was authentic Italian food and the portions were huge. Once we were seated, we ordered out food and started chatting about our week. As I stated before, I was not about to tell Cali what I had really done all week so I lied my ass off. I told her I mostly stayed in my room thinking about her and counting down the minutes until I could see her again. Her heart melted over this and told me I was the sweetest guy in the world. Suddenly I felt something moving up my leg. I looked at Cali and she was smiling at me. It was her foot. She kicked off her shoes and started to rub my inner thigh. This got my dick hard as a rock. I had never seen her acting like this. I decided to take in a step further and undid my pants. Since the tablecloth almost reached the floor, we had total privacy. With her nylon covered feet, she pulled down the elastic on my boxers and started to massage my cock. They feeling of the material on my skin was amazing. She managed to get a full grip on my dick with both her feet and slowly began jerking my off. I couldn’t believe what was happening. My mostly timid girlfriend was fucking me with her feet in a public place. I had to shoot my load and she knew it, so she started to jerk faster and faster. I shot load after load of cum on the bottom of the table, the floor, and Cali’s feet and legs. I let out a groan and some people looked over, but they didn’t suspect anything. We kept the dinner talk to a minimum and ate quickly, knowing perfectly well what was going to happen after dinner.

We finished up, I paid the check and we were off to her house. The drive back seemed like hours long, when in reality it was only 15 minutes. We walked into her house and, wasting no time, walked upstairs. We got to her door but she told me to wait outside until she was ready. I wasn’t going to argue so patiently waited outside her door until she told me to go in. When I walked in, I saw the most beautiful sight. The entire room was filled with lit candles, there were two glasses of Champaign on her dresser, and my gorgeous girlfriend was lying on her bed in her bra and panties. She sat up and walked towards me. She was still wearing her stockings and heels, which turned me on a lot. She gave me a long kiss and told me to sit on the bed. She grabbed the Champaign glasses, handed one to me and we toasted to a perfect night. We put the glasses down and I immediately started kissing her ears and neck (which always drove her wild). Meanwhile, she was reaching under my shirt and rubbing my chest. I ripped my shirt off and started working on her bra. When I got it open, I was struck by the sight on two perfectly formed breasts topped with the pinkest nipples. They really got my blood pumping. I slowly kissed down her chest until I reached her erect nipples. I gave them each a small kiss and she let out a small whimper.

I gave her another kiss on her lips and got to my knees so I could kiss her other lips. I slowly pulled down her lacy panties and revealed a small pink pussy with a small patch of very blonde pubic hair. I started kissing her inner thigh and around her pubs until I saw her pussy start to moisten. I gently gave her lips and clit a kiss and she pushed her mound right against my face. She was getting pretty horny, so I took my tongue and slowly, but firmly, lapped up her juices. I started to move faster and rubbed her clit with my finger. She started to moan and breath very heavily. I knew her first orgasm was about to hit. With my other hand I stuck my finger in her pussy and finger fucked her while eating her out. Her pussy was so tight my finger felt resistance. She started to buck her hips and scream in pleasure for what seemed like five minutes.

She sat up, got me off my knees and kissed me so she could taste her own juices. She rolled me over onto the bed and stood up facing me. She reached down to take off her heels and stockings but I stopped her. “No baby, keep them on. They turn me on so much.” She obeyed me and climbed on the bed next to me.

“You wanna try something fun?” she asked.

“I’ll do anything you want beautiful.” I replied and kissed her cheek.

She turned her body around so I was facing her rear and sat on my face. I happily went to work on her pussy thinking nothing of it. Then I felt her bend over and slip off my pants. When she pulled down my boxers, my dick sprang up and hit her in the face. “Are you alright?” I asked her almost laughing. “Just keep eating.” she said, half laughing herself. I began licking again when I felt a then familiar sensation on my dick. It was of course her tongue. She made slow, soft circles around the head of my cock and licked the length of my shaft. I then felt her take my whole dick into her mouth and suck on it like a vacuum. Her hot mouth took most of my dick all the way. This was very surprising to me because I knew she had never done it before. While she was sucking me off, I started to play with her ass. I was rubbing and massaging her cheeks and at times, ran my finger over her asshole. I received positive reactions every time I did this so I decided to put my entire finger in her ass. I could hear her start to moan while my cock was still in her mouth. More and more juices started to flow out of her and I could tell she was reaching an orgasm. I fingered her asshole with full force and she began humping my face again. When she started to orgasm, she was still able to keep my dick in her mouth. The juices flowing on my face and tight suction on my dick made me shoot a huge load into her mouth. As soon as we both finished cumming, I realized that she had never experienced a male ejaculation before and must have been seriously surprised. She slowly got off my face and turned towards me. I could see the cum dripping from her lips and chin. Just when I was about to explain, she leaned in and kissed me. Having to taste some of my own cum wasn’t something I wanted to do, but I wasn’t about to stop her from kissing me. As we kissed, I softly caressed her body, rubbing my hands over her smooth, silky skin. I lifted myself up and put her flat against the bed. With one hand I played with her tits, and I played with her pussy with the other one. I was ready to give it to her and by the amount of juices flowing out of her, I could tell she was too.

I grabbed hold of my cock and rubbed the head up and down her slit to get it covered in juices. Instead of shoving it in her pussy, I kept teasing her by slapping my dick hard against her clit. By this time she couldn’t take anymore, so she grabbed my cock with one hand and my ass with the other, and pulled me into her. My dick sunk in easily until I felt some resistance. I laid myself down on top of her and kissed her lips in an attempt to distract her from the pain she was about to experience. She looked into my eyes with a stare that told me she was ready. As we kissed, I pushed my dick as far inside of her as I could. To my surprise, she did not scream. A single tear fell down her cheek, which I quickly kissed away, but no scream. She just smiled and nodded at me. I pulled my cock half way out and hit her with another long, deep thrust. She closed her eyes and started to fell the pleasure that follows. She wrapped her legs around me and I started to pick up the pace. She began moaning with satisfaction and meeting my thrusts with her own. I quickly grabbed her and turned myself over so she was on top. Without hesitation, she placed her hands on my chest and dropped down hard on my cock. I started to massage her gorgeous ass and played with her curly blonde pubic hair. She kept on riding me without slowing down the pace for even one second. To see just how far she was willing to go, I inserted a finger into her asshole. To my pleasant surprise, she let out a long moan and continued to ride me like a bull, so I continued to finger her ass. At that point I really wanted to see her ass in action so I told her to stop and face the other way. She quickly did so and soon I was watching a beautiful ass bounce up and down my dick. I sat up so her back was against my chest and reached around to find her tits. I pinched her hard nipples and then reached down to find her clit. I could feel her orgasm, as well as mine, quickly approaching. I rubbed her clit without mercy until I felt her pussy turn into a vice. As this happened, I began to cum inside of her (Cali decided to take the pill a while ago so a condom wasn’t necessary...even though I still should have worn one). I laid down on the bed with her body on top of me. Both of us were sweating and breathing very hard, and my head was spinning. I softly placed her next to me pulled my dick out of her. I watched as my cum leaked out of her swollen cunt. I looked at Caroline, she looked at me, and we both smiled at each other, and fell asleep in each other’s arms.          

The End...