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Chapter 3 Natalie’s Fancy


Within ten minutes, we pulled into my driveway just as it was getting dark. I started to get out of Riley’s truck, but he reached for my arm and asked me to wait. He said he needed to set some things straight with me, some things I needed to know.

“What’s up?” I asked, again closing the door and turning in the seat to face him.

“Look, I need to tell you something or make you understand something, Jimmy. Don’t get pissed, but this is the way it is, okay?”

“Shoot!” I replied, realizing nothing else could possibly happen or be said today that would shock many any further - - - good or bad.

“About you playing around with the girls. Look - - - plain and simple, if Natalie doesn’t join our group then my dad ain’t gonna figure you should either. My dad runs the show more than Smitty even. In other words, without Natalie even Sarah and Ruthie would be off limits to you and the only way you would be able to have a chance at playing with Jeannie was if she went over to your house for a sleepover with Natalie. Don’t get your feeling hurt or get pissed, Jimmy, but that’s a fact of life. My dad ain’t gonna stand for you sniffing around trying to do a bang-n-run either. You understand me?” Riley asked, not looking my way.

Before I could respond, he continued, “Do you really believe today just happened? It was all planned out, Jimmy. My dad wanted to give you a little taste of what life could be like for you, if you pimped your sister and mom out to us. My dad is serious about getting into Natalie’s pants. He wants her bad.”

“Is he that much of a bastard, Riley, do you all fear him that much?” I asked. The emotion in Riley’s voice was something I’d never heard before. He spoke as if he was somehow trapped or afraid what he was asking was contrary to what he actually wanted to say. It unsettled me. I’d known Riley for so many years I figured I could read him like a book. The Riley who’d just spoke was not someone I’d ever known with before.

“No, Jimmy, it ain’t that. Dad runs the show. We don’t fear him but we respect his wishes one hundred percent. What he says is the law. That’s the way it is. We all go along with what he wants. Of course, I guess you could say it is tougher on the women. But they seem like it that way,” Riley said flatly.

“I noticed several things today, Riley. None of the women have pussy hair. Your dad makes them shave and keep themselves that way?” He nodded.

I continued, “You told me he liked young girls, and I noticed all of the women showed obvious signs of being sucked hard and often - - - Well? Are you saying your dad isn’t going to hurt Natalie or make her do things she doesn’t want to do if she joins you guys?” I asked.

“Yeah, he hates hair on women - - - down there. The girls admit liking it that way once they get used to it. Jeannie never had pubic hair her whole life. My dad made sure my mom never let any grow on her. And yeah, my dad has a thing about tits, it is a control thing, he sucks and plays with them hard but by doing so, in time, their nipples and areola toughen and they begin to really enjoy it. As time goes on, their areola gets puffy and funnel shaped, the way he likes them. I’m sure Natalie knows that already, though, because Jeannie said she’d asked about her tits. Did Jeannie tell you your mom caught her fucking Natalie?” Riley asked.

“Yeah. Jeannie told me she was fucking her with one of those dildo belt things when my mother walked in on them,” I replied.

“Did she tell you what Natalie did?” he asked, smiling.

“No, what?” I asked.

“It startled Jeannie more than Natalie. In fact, Jeannie started to get off of Natalie as soon as your mom closed the door. But Natalie grabbed my sister around the waist and got her to fucking her again without hardly missing a beat. Jeannie told me Natalie was really begging for more, too. It was comical even; the way she told me about it. I’m not sure you really know your sister after all, Jimmy,” Riley said, slyly cracking a grin. “I think maybe you ain’t been doing your manly duty toward your mom and sis. They both’ve got all this pent-up sexual tension shit and you ain’t helping none at all, boy.” He laughed out loudly at what he’d just said.

“You are one sick fuck, Riley,” I responded. “However, I gotta admit, I’ve learned shit today about my mom and sis I never would have believed until now. Of course, I’m taking all this in based solely upon what you guys have all told me. I’ve got to think about this crap some more before I figure out what to do.”

“Don’t go figuring too damn long. You’ve already missed out on at least a couple years of steady and regular day-to-day fuckin’, boy. It wouldn’t surprise me none if you’ve already turned them both into lesbians.” He said, laughing again.

A few seconds of silence passed and I turned to look toward our house. It seemed so peaceful but somehow different, somehow changed. I noticed the only light on was from the living room and figured Mom and Natalie were probably watching the tube. It was really getting dark outside now, and as I shifted my eyes downward toward the floor of Riley’s truck, it was already too dark to even make out my feet. I was somehow lost in the moment, my mind reeling from questions I had no answers to.

Riley again spoke up, “Look fucker, I think you’re trying to go about this all wrong. I know you. You are going to handle this with kid gloves and that’s all wrong. You need to go in there tonight, right now, and lay down the law to Natalie. I tell you she wants you to do that as sure as the both of us are sitting here in my truck right this minute. She’s probably been thinking of little else lately. And so, what if my Dad wants to fuck her and screw around with her for a while. Hell boy, that is just a couple of hours a month. You are living with her damn near 24/7; she’ll probably be humping your bone every fucking day as often as you want. And the same damn thing goes for your mom. Listen to me and learn, fucker. I know what I’m talking about,” Riley said to me like a teacher talking down to a student who’d been slacking off his homework. “If there are any two females I know anywhere that belong on a centerfold, it is the two fine cunts you are living with. You need to take charge. If there’s anything I’ve learned from my old man, screw the feminist crap, tell the bitches what you expect them to do and bend them to your will. They will love you for it. I guarantee that is what they want. And if you need my help,” Riley continued smiling largely, “hey, I’m here for you fucker. I’d like nothing better than to probe the asses of both of them and find out how good they are at giving head and such shit.”

“You are a nasty perverted shit, you are, Riley,” I said. “Damn, you’re a lot like your ol’ man, ain’t ya? A carbon-fucking-copy! And what about that shit about your mother and my mother? What is that about?” I asked.

“She just likes to play with the girls a little. I bet she gets all wet thinking about your mom and sis. She’s played around with all the other women, even Jeannie. It gives her a little variety, I think,” Riley related.

I again opened the door of his truck, but this time I stepped out and closed the door. “I’ll give you a call tomorrow,” I said.

“Yeah, I’ll be around. Remember what I said.” Riley fired his truck up, pointed a finger my way and drove off.

“Maybe he’s right,” I thought to myself, as I walked up onto the porch and into the house.

Natalie sat watching TV but Mom wasn’t around, so I figured she must have already gone upstairs to bed.

Natalie turned partially around on the sofa and asked me how my fishing trip went. I told her we didn’t really do much, too nice a day and all that. I then went into the kitchen and grabbed a soda from the fridge and stood there thinking about what I would do. One would figure I wouldn’t be able to get a rise out of my dick for a couple of days after what I’d experienced today, but I was already semi-hard as I began thinking and anticipating what might be the end result of what I was about to do. Taking the soda with me, I walked back and sat down on the sofa acting like I might even be interested in the show she was watching. We sat quiet for some time. I noticed she was wearing her old flannel pajamas that might well have been her favorite choice of around the house dressing. I knew she had a black, super-shear, and lace nightshirt thing. I clandestinely saw her modeling it in front of her mirror one time, through her half-open bedroom door. Wearing bra and panties underneath it, though, didn’t give me near the view I wished I had had.

“So what did you and Riley do all day?” she asked.

“Oh, we went all over the place. First we went back to his house and spent some time with Jeannie and his mom, then over to this guy Smitty’s house, met him, but he had to get back to work so we spent the afternoon with the two women living with him, and we got to meet Max.” As soon as I said the last, I looked knowingly her way and smiled. She looked like a kid who’d been caught with a hand in the cookie jar.
“You saw Max?” she asked, with a slightly shocked look on her suddenly flushed face.

“Yeah, you know him?” I returned the question.

“No. I’ve heard of him though,” Natalie replied, her voice peaking out in a little squeak.

“Yeah. Jeannie told me,” I said, looking back her way and smiling. She didn’t look away like I thought she might but held my gaze a few seconds. That was long enough for me to clearly see the impact of what I’d said. Her face spoke volumes before she looked back toward the TV screen.

We remained quiet for an uncomfortable couple of minutes. I began turning questions and actions over and over in my mind but remained totally undecided about what I wanted to do. “Mom already in bed?” I finally asked, breaking my silence.

“Yeah, about an hour. Said she was tired and wanted to turn in early,” Natalie replied.

I then looked back Natalie’s way, and I could plainly see she was not paying a bit of attention to what was on TV. Her stare told me her mind was someplace else. I knew this was the best opportunity I’d have. It was somehow comical and yet pleasingly arousing to watch her chest rise and fall with her heightened respiration. Even her eyes were slightly weeping from her arousal.

“You and I need to talk. Private talk,” I said, still looking her way. By this time, my dick was straining to get out into fresh air and play. It was all I could do keeping from sliding over and doing what my mind so long had fantasized about doing to my little sister.

At first, I thought maybe she wasn’t going to answer me or decided to be stubborn and ignore me. She blinked and tried to hide a nervous swallow. “Okay,” she replied, looking quickly my way but turning her face back towards the TV. A few seconds passed and she shyly faced me again. “Now or later?” Her face was flushed more than I’d ever seen it and her breathing labored. She opened her mouth slightly to more easily take in the oxygen she so badly needed.

“I think you know what we need to talk about, don’t you?” I asked. I took the opportunity to slide down closer to her. Reaching out, I lightly placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed. I could feel her quaking beneath my touch.

“Maybe,” she nervously smiled, stealing a quick glance my way again. She brought both hands to her lap and squeezed them together to still her uncontrollable quivering.

“I’m going to my room. You can do one of two things. You decide. You know what I want to talk with you about. If you don’t want to talk about it, don’t come at all, just stay here, finish your TV and go to bed. Enough said. But, if you are ready to talk, then before you come to my room I want you to put on that black teddy of yours. You understand?”

“Yes,” she said but didn’t turn my way. She closed her eyes and again pushed her hands down into her crotch.

I stood to leave, but before walking to my room, I stopped behind her. I lowered my two hands to her shoulders, leaned over and kissed her lightly on the cheek. “I’ll be waiting,” I whispered, lowering my hands slowly to the top of her heavy breasts and lightly squeezing her firm, warm flesh. She jumped suddenly at my unexpected advance.

My bedroom was the only one on the first floor of our two-story home. Natalie and Mom’s were both upstairs. I was breathing heavily with expectation, as I peeled out of my clothes and lay half under a sheet. It was a cool night. Although my curtains were down, there was enough ambient light to allow me to see fairly well once my eyes adjusted.

I lay there wandering what Natalie would do. I knew she understand fully what I wanted to talk about. My adventurous hands and the nightshirt thing would have been the clincher, as we both were aware I’d never have ever done such a thing in my life before. Minutes passed and the excitement of anticipation was taking me from semi-hard to a rock-breaking, nail-driving kind of hard. I absentmindedly rubbed my aching dick, thinking about Natalie, wanting to feel her naked skin. Like my mom, Natalie had silky smooth, olive skin, which always tanned easily and kept its hue for weeks at a time with no effort and never a bit of burn.

As I continued with thoughts of her bending over, revealing untanned flesh beneath the shortest of shorts she often wore, my bedroom door cracked open and Natalie’s head appeared. “You still up?” she whispered out.

“Yeah, come in and close the door,” I said, almost having to gasp for air.

As she walked over to my bed, she lightly tugged at the teddy’s sheer fabric. “You wanted me to wear this?” she asked. Her eyes, though, were not on mine at that moment, as they were fixated on the tented sheet at my hips. Her breath caught and she abruptly stopped. Even in the dimly lit room, I was able to make out the shock on her face and the lustful expression that quickly followed.

At that very instant, I knew affirmatively Natalie was transitioning from being my little sister to being my little whore. As she sat down next to me on the bed, I could plainly see a nervous smile of anticipation on her face. This sight alone maxed out the blood volume in my already stiff love pole, and it was making like a donkey dick swinging about. As I rolled over onto my left side, it fell heavily to the mattress and continued bouncing like a drummer keeping rhythm with the pounding of my heart.

“Yeah, that is what I wanted you in.” From what little the dim light of my bedroom allowed me to make out, it was obvious she had nothing on underneath. I reached up for her arm and pulled back slightly, giving her the idea I wanted her to lie back along side of me.

Her breathing was rapid and heavy as she lay back next to me, all the time looking straight up towards the ceiling. I grasped at the bed sheet and threw it off. Reaching down, I lifted my dick with my right hand, squirmed over closer to her and laid it across her leg. She flinched when she felt my hot, heavy meat fall on her naked flesh, but she continued as she way, motionless. I slowly rubbed the organ up and down the top of her thigh while watching her reaction and reveling in the warm, sensual silkiness of her skin. All the time her breathing was becoming more labored; her eyes closed and her head tilted back into the pillow, lifting her chin, straining against the sensation of what she was feeling, what she was anticipating.

Looking down at her heaving chest, I found the sheer fabric did nothing to hide her hard nipples lifting the light nightshirt almost clear of her areola. Purposely I said nothing as my eyes looked up and down her maiden-form. The little nightshirt stopped just below her crotch leaving her beautifully formed legs fully exposed. The room was just dark enough and the fabric just opaque enough, at that distance, to keep me from making out her little mound. I looked back up into her face and whispered, “I’m glad you knew what I wanted.”

She breathlessly replied, “When you said you had spent time with Jeannie. I knew then.”

I arched my back a little and pushed my hips even closer to her, my dick coming to rest atop her upper thigh and crotch. She shuddered a bit, almost sliding back but I reached out and held her firmly with my right hand. Natalie looked back up into my face and noticeably stiffened.

“It’s okay,” I said. “Just relax.” This she seemed to do by whatever small measure, but her panting increased even more.

“You didn’t think we were just going to talk, did you?” I whispered, having moved my face down close to her ear.

“No,” she gasped back, looking into my eyes.

I moved my hand down her arm to her left hip. I gently squeezed it and humped my own hips into her just a bit harder, letting my dick slide heavily about her hip and upper thigh. At this, she closed her eyes and turned her head slightly to the left, away from me.

“Jeannie told me you were excited about maybe getting to know her family better,” I said flatly.

Natalie ever so slightly nodded her head but didn’t vocalize anything other than more labored breathes.

“You know her dad is really hot for you, maybe even more that Riley is.” Again I was wanting to see her reaction.

“She told me,” Natalie whispered between the rise and fall of her breasts.

“Well, what do you think about that?” I asked.

She was quiet for a time, as if not knowing what to say or maybe afraid of what I might think of her response. “It’s okay - - - if he wants me. Jeanne said he’s kind of rough but, well, you know?” she said.
“You know, what?” I wondered out loud.

“He is a little bit rough or something like that,” she replied.

“That doesn’t bother you?” I asked.

“A little but Jeannie says when you do what he wants and how he wants to do things, it’s pretty great. I don’t know. Maybe it bothers me a little, not knowing,” she whispered out.

I slowly moved my hand back up and under the nightshirt. Before my hand reached her left breast, the nightshirt stopped lifting due to her laying on it. She immediately reached down and pulled it up above her breasts and held it in place.

“Do you want me to take it off?” she whispered, watching my eyes fall to her exposed flesh.

“This is okay for now.” I now had full access to her tits and made the most of it. Grasping her left tit and giving it a firm squeeze, I was immediately aroused by its firmness and its warm softness. I lowered by mouth to the nipple, kissing and sucking at it, licking and lapping at the large, pink areola. As I lifted my head, I rubbed and squeezed roughly at the warm flesh of my sister’s breasts. She began to moan out loudly from my salacious manipulations, pushing her virgin flesh hard into my hands.

Even though I ached to get on with my evil deed, I had to take rein in that impulse. There was more I wanted to know before I allowed my carnal exploitation to continue. “You’ve seen Jeannie’s nipples?” I asked.

“Yeah,” came the near breathless reply.

“You realize within a few months of servicing Jeannie’s dad you’ll lose the nice, pink ends to these tits, huh?” I asked her.

“Yeah. Jeannie said they will get more sensitive and larger.”

“Yeah, they’ll do that, for sure. Larger and darker, that is,” I replied.

“That’s okay. I asked Mom about that, and she said it was normal for a woman’s nipples to get bigger and darken with age and even faster if they are sucked a lot,” Natalie said.

I suddenly stopped at that. “What all have you told Mom?” I asked, clearly shocked she would have mentioned anything like that to mother.

“She knows about Jeannie’s family, and I told her about wanting to watch Max,” she replied, matter-of-factly.

“What?” I asked, stunned at what she’d just said. “You told Mom all that?”

“Yeah. She’s a woman too, Jimmy, after all. Mom knows this stuff happens all of the time. She even told me stories of when she was younger and some of the things she knew other girls were made to do for their fathers and brothers,” Natalie stated this as if not in the least bit amazed by it.

I was dumbfounded hearing that, even though Riley had lectured me about it no more than an hour earlier. “Damn,” I thought. “How naïve can a guy be? Have I been leading such a sheltered life I didn’t realize this shit was happening around me all this time?”

“How long have you and Mom been talking about this?” I asked, still in a state of disbelief.

“About a year, I guess. It was right after Jeannie told me what her family was doing and kept after me to come over and spend the night at her house. I told Mom about it and some of the things Jeannie had told me. Jeannie even told me how Riley likes to put his thing in a girl’s butt and Mom told me even Dad liked to do it that way sometimes. She said she liked it that way herself but not all the time. I then told her Jeannie’s dad liked young girls and told her about how hard he had sucked her breasts and how different they looked because of it. Mom smiled and wanted to know if I had forgot the fact that she was only fifteen when she was married and already pregnant. Our dad liked ‘em young too, it seems. You see - - - there are a lot of things we didn’t know,” Natalie said.

All the while, I absentmindedly continued feeling her up but a dozens of questions were forming in my mind. My big head had somehow stolen the priority back from my small one. “Yeah, tell me about it. Today has changed my whole view of reality,” I admitted. “Did Mom say anything else?”

“After I told her about Jeannie’s family, the very next day she took me to the doctor and got me started on the pill. I guess it was one of those it’s better to be safe than sorry things. She asked me if you had ever played around with me. I told her no, you hadn’t but looked at me like you wanted to.” At this Natalie smiled. “I guess I was right.”

“Yeah. Ever since you were about twelve years old I’ve dreamed of playing around with you,” I admitted.

“And, why didn’t you? You could have. I’ve wanted you to for a long time,” she said to my astonishment.

“It’s a little late now to be finally telling me all this, ain’t it?” I asked jokingly.

“Are you going to fuck me or what?” Natalie asked.

“Fucking ain’t all I’m going to do to you, Little Sister,” I stated emphatically.

Natalie giggled, and I bent over her and we kissed as if we had been lovers for years. We sucked at each other, mouths opens and tongues at play. She was as sexually charged as I was. She rolled over into me slightly and I felt her left hand grab for my dick that had been bobbing along her thigh and hip. Natalie gasped and her eyes opened wide. Immediately she broke from our kissing to look down at my engorged member.

“It’s so big. It’s too big. You’re not going to try to put that in me are you?” she half screeched.

“Believe me. It won’t be long until you’ll gladly take the whole thing and probably want more. But no - - - not today. I do want to see what I can get into your mouth and maybe, one of these days, I’m going to fuck you in the ass with it. You’re going to love it, believe me,” I told her, stressing what I was “going to do”. She no longer had a choice, I thought, as she continued pulling at my dick like it was a stick stuck in a hole she was trying to remove.

“No. Do it like this,” I said, rolling onto my back and showing her how to put her hand around it and jack it off. She slapped my hand out of the way and within a few strokes had it mastered. “Suck it,” I commanded.

Natalie stopped and looked somewhat stupefied but scooted down closer and, while slowly pumping my cock, opened her mouth wide to take the head in her mouth. She expertly began sucking and slurping, rolling her tongue around and smacking as it popped in and out of her tight lips. Jeannie must have told her about precum and the like. It was plain she was enjoying the taste of not only my dick but also my salty precum. As she continued, I cupped her right tit in my left hand and began massaging the large orb again in between pinching and pulling at the nipple.

For the longest time I lay there, Natalie’s head bobbing away and wet, slurpy sucking sounds mixed with an occasional audible swallow. As I opened my eyes to watch her, I saw my mother standing at the foot of the bed.

“What are you two doing?” she asked in a louder voice than I’d heard in hours.

Natalie’s mouth popped off my dick, and she half bounced back into a sitting position on the bed, wiping at her mouth with the back of her hand.

A few awkward moments passed when Natalie spoke up. “I was sucking Jimmy, Mom.”

“I could see that!” Mother exclaimed. “Go to bed, Natalie.”

“Yes, Mom,” was all she said, as she lifted herself off of my bed and hurried out the door.

“Don’t be mad at her Mom,” I said. “I got her in here.”

“I’m not mad about that,” she said. “I’m mad about you two doing something without me knowing about it first. You didn’t say anything. Do you realize what might have happened if she wasn’t on the pill?” she asked.

“She let me know you had taken her to the doctor. You should have figured something like this was going to happen sooner or later. Natalie said she’d told you all about Jeannie and her family and about Max,” I replied.

“I made her promise to tell me before she did anything,” Mom said.

“I’m sorry about that. I didn’t know. When I came home, you had already gone to bed and believe me, you just weren’t on our minds at the time,” I told her.

“That’s obvious,” she haughtily replied.

My mom had been looking down at my hard dick the whole time, as it was still gyrating and bobbing around. Her eyes betrayed her excitement at watching it, though, however mother-like she was trying to be. I raised my right hand, which she finally focused on after I moved it about a bit to help break her stare. She placed her hand in it, and I pulled her down lightly to sit on the edge of the bed. As I had done with Natalie, I placed a hand around her arm and pulled her around to lie next to me. This she did without any resistance.

Her head fell back on the pillow, and I moved my right hand to the side of her face and lightly stroked it.

“You know I wouldn’t want to do anything to hurt you or Natalie,” I said.

“I know that but things are happening pretty fast. I don’t want either of you doing something you will regret later,” she earnestly replied.

I moved my hand down to her shoulder, gently squeezing it and began lightly stroking her upper arm. “Don’t worry about that Mom. But I think we should start going over to Riley’s, all three of us,” I told her.
“I’m not at all sure about that,” Mom straightaway replied, looking at me with a very troubled face. “I think Riley’s dad just wants to use us for his perversions.”

“If you want, we can talk about it more first. Nothing says we have to do it right away,” I said, hoping to mitigate her obvious resistance
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Mother made like she was going to get up but I gently pressed her back down with my right hand.

“Where are you going?” I asked with my most devious of grins.

“Back up to bed,” she replied.

“Not yet,” I quickly added. “You didn’t let Natalie finish what she was doing. I still need attention. I’m going to use you to finish.”

She looked shocked at what I said and again tried to get up. I pulled her back down and threw my right leg over hers.

“No, not with me,” she said, almost as if she was begging me to let her up.

“Yes. I want to use you,” I stated, a bit forcefully.

I moved my hand to her left tit and squeezed it though her nightgown.

“No, please, not now. We shouldn’t do this,” she begged.

“I’m going to use you now,” I repeated.

She stopped struggling and started whimpering.

“Please, not with you,” she cried. “We shouldn’t.”

“Open your gown!” I commanded, still groping her left tit.

Still crying like a little girl, she began opening up the front of her gown. She had nothing on underneath. I had to lift my leg off of her so she could fully open the gown. I looked down to her mound and was shocked to see it had also been shaved clean.

“When did you shave your pussy?” I asked.

Gulping a little for air and still crying she said, “I’ve always removed the hair down there.”

I placed my hand down on her mound and ran my middle finger down to seek out her clit. She gulped again and her hips involuntarily moved as is seeking out my fingers and increasing their pressure.
“Open your legs,” I commanded her in the most forceful voice she had ever heard me use.

She hesitated but I forced my hand down harder and she opened them allowing me greater access. I began running my finger up and down her slit, pausing only to tease her clit. Her large breasts were jiggling with her choppy sobbing as I lowered my mouth to suck hard at her right nipple. Her sobbing quieted, and I noticed her breathing changing to the same labored breathing patterns Natalie had been making just minutes before lying in this very same spot.

As I continued sucking and licking her stiff nipples, I pushed one and then another finger into her cunt. She began to get seriously wet and aggressively raised her hips to take more of my fingers. I then moved over on top of her, but she pushed at me to get off. I held steady and blocked her movements, squeezing her tightly in my arms as my legs wrestled with hers to increase their spread. She continued to struggle, as I lowered my head to her neck and jaw, kissing and licking at her magnificent flesh. Her smell aroused me further, as I began slow searching probes with my fully engorged and throbbing manhood. Then, suddenly and without any warning, I felt her hand take hold of my dick and guide it to her wet, steamy and waiting lips. I pushed and probed as she tilted her head back gulping at air and releasing slight moans of pain along with shameless sexual gasps of pleasure. As I pushed harder and farther into her, she began returning my kisses and moved her hips wildly, grinding into me, wanting more. Whether she responded this way or not made little difference to me in my aroused state. My mind was made up the second the head of my meat violated her opening that I would drive my love rod into her as deep as I could force it. I began romping her harder than I ever imagined. Riley’s violent ass fucking of his mother, I had witnessed earlier that day, was nothing near as excessive as this. I was in control and this bitch was mine whether she liked it or not. That thought satisfied me more than any other I’d had that day. Not only was my little sister Natalie now my whore, but my mother would, from this day forward, be mine to also use anytime I desired.

We both came in unison, and I exploded a great load deep into her inner depths and held her fast until I was completely spent. She lay under me panting for some minutes, neither of us saying a word. Then she pushed hard into my right shoulder, and I rolled off of her. She was instantly up and quickly disappeared out my bedroom door. Some minutes later I could here water running in the upstairs bathroom and knew she was showering and cleaning herself.

I lay there spread out on my bed feeling absolutely sure of my decision and in complete control. My mind was made up, whether my mom or Natalie wanted to or not, we were going to start joining Riley’s family as often as we could. All I had to figure out now was how long I wanted to use these two bitches of mine before we made our grand entrance. The only deciding factor, I reasoned, was getting my fill of Natalie before turning her over to Riley’s dad. That thought made me laugh to myself, using Natalie like she was a cash payment to join a local country club. I knew his dad would use and control Natalie for some time before he let the other’s sample her, let alone Max.

“Yeah,” I thought. “Without any other young prospects in site and as long as she does everything he commands, Natalie will be his personal little plaything. That is, of course,” I continued with a smile, “during the time she’s with him. She’ll remain my personal plaything 95% of the time.” How satisfying that was to consider. My last thought, before falling to sleep, was how pleased I was having started my own personal harem and, along with that, the expanded access to at least four other beautiful whores. What a fucking day!

I awoke early the next morning, as the first rays of the sun were beginning to lighten the blinds in my bedroom. After stumbling into my bathroom and taking a long warm shower, I dried and pulled on a pair of briefs. The house was quiet and after putting on a pot of coffee, I silently went up the stairs to the second floor to see if Natalie or mother were moving around yet. Natalie’s door was closed so I continued down to mother’s room, as I noticed the door was slightly opened. Quietly I opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind me. She was lying face down and partially covered only by a thin, white bed sheet about her hips. One left arm was up over her head and that large breast was pressing itself hard into the bed and deforming its shape from her weight so that it bulged out from the left side of her chest. It’s tight skin showed it to be exactly as it was, baby smooth. Moving to the edge of her bed I looked down upon a flawless form. She had not one disfiguring mark on her; no stretch marks, no cellulite, nothing but creamy smooth skin.

I removed my briefs and stood there naked by her bed, and I began slowly stroking life back into my hungry cock. Even after being completely drained and used more than I had ever used it in my life just the day before, it quickly began throbbing and demanding renewed action. With my left foot on the floor, I lifted my right leg over her and lightly put it down on the mattress just off her right side. Squatting and pushing the hard member downward, I lowered its massive head to lightly touch her soft cheek. She immediately awoke with a start and jerking, ratcheted herself around into my right leg almost rolling completely onto her back. Her pushing into my right leg actually lowered my bobbing meat closer to her face. Within seconds, the horrified look in her eyes focused on the huge, one-eyed monster bobbing just over her nose. Almost immediately, they adjusted themselves to look past my cock and up into my eyes. Her horror subsided quickly but she remained stiff, as I dropped my dripping meat down to her lips and began slowly moving it along them, brushing her nose.

She made an effort to get up but I pushed her back down with my left hand and held her there while I traced the head along her cheek, pushing it into her eyelid, running it down the side of her nose and back to her lips. She opened her lips just the slightest bit, and I pushed the head harder into the lower lip trying to gently pry them apart. She then moved her head from side to side as if trying to avoid the inevitable. I reached down to the side of her head and grabbed a handful of her hair while dropping my right knee into the pillow, which was now bunched off her left shoulder. At this, she opened her mouth, as if finally realizing the struggle was over. Just as it opened enough to make my entry, she moved her tongue out over her lip as if offering a slide or a guide to facilitate its entrance. With her mouth opened as wide as I had ever seen it, I pushed the head of my one-eyed giant into it and violating any purity that orifice might once have had. She began sucking furiously and wantonly at my joint, twisting her head around and moving my hand from it so hers could take its place.

Finally, I lifted off of her only to have her rise with me trying to keep it in her mouth but allowing it to finally pop free.

I reached down, lifted the sheet off of her and threw it from the bed. She looked up to me as if awaiting further instructions. On that she didn’t have to wait very long.

“Get up on your hands and knees,” I told her. “I’m going to do you doggie-style.”

She immediately complied with telling swiftness and paused only long enough to turn her head, giving me a erotic grin.
“You’ve done this plenty of times before, have you?” I asked.

“Yes. Lots of times. Since I was a little girl,” she replied.

She positioned herself and lifted her ass high as I climbed in behind her on my knees. Reaching down to finger her box found it to be sloppy wet. With one hand grasping my big piece of meat and the other attached to her left waist, I closed on her. As the head of my heavy tool made first contact, I firmly moved it up and down her slit until forcefully entering the same cunt I’d used just hours before. This time, though, I was able to push its length into her much easier than the night before.

I grabbed her waist with both hands but found it unnecessary to pull her back into me. Arching my back a little, pushing my tool out toward her hot cunt, she began fucking me. Without any thrusting on my part, she began rocking back into my hard member in crushing, hammering blows. She cried out and whimpered as wave after wave of sexual electricity coursed through her. Her cunt was hot and crushingly tight for a mother of thirty-plus but, considering the size of her son’s huge member, it really should have come as no surprise. However she found the stamina, she continued the forceful fucking until both our bodies racked from orgasm after orgasm. She finally moved forward enough to allow my spent member to slide out of her, whereupon she immediately turned around to suck me clean. She then astonished me by doing something I had never seen before. She sat back on the bed with both knees up, fingers reaching down to her slimy cunt and moving all the fluids she could scoop up to her mouth to suck and swallow the brine.

Before leaving her room, I reached over and placed my hand along her jaw, lifting it lightly, bringing her eyes up to mine. I looked deep into her girlish eyes, still flashing with sexual excitement. She smiled and again dug her fingers down into her cunt. That is how I left her, opening the door, looking back and seeing her still licking at her fingers.

After another quick shower, I was back out in the kitchen with a hot cup of coffee in hand. My thoughts turned to Riley. “Damn,” I thought to myself, “I owe that fucker something for setting me straight last night.” After a little thought, I phoned his house where Jeannie answered the phone.

“Good morning,” I said. “How are you doing, Jeannie.”

“Great. How’s it going?”

“Same here, maybe better,” I replied. “Is Riley around?”

“Yeah. Just a minute.”

A few seconds later Riley came on and we exchanged greetings.

“What are you doing this morning?” I asked him.

“Not a thing. What ya got?”

“I’ve got a present I wanna give you. How soon can you come over?” I asked.

“About ten minutes. What are you talking about, you fucker, a present?” he asked.

“Yeah. I owe you one. See you in ten,” I said and hung up the phone.

In just a short while, Riley came pulling up into our drive. He came in and, after accepting a cup of coffee and a little small talk, I told him to give me a few minutes, as I needed to check on something and went back upstairs.

Going straight to my mother’s room, I opened her door and saw her standing in front of her bathroom mirror combing her long, black hair. She looked around at me and smiled.
“You back for more already?” she asked, smiling largely.

I walked up to her slowly while taking in a full standing view of her. She stood there in white, skintight panties and a low cut bra hardly containing her huge orbs. She teasingly twisted her hips back and forth, finally stopping with her ass pushing back into me.

“You looking for more of this, big boy?” she laughed.

“No. But it looks like it’s about time it gets used again,” I said, smiling back at her.

She looked around with a quizzical look on her face. Turning back to the mirror, she started making her face and applied lipstick, as I stood watching her in the bathroom door. She was the most natural beauty I’d ever seen in my life. Whatever made her want to wear any makeup was beyond me, but I could easily see where the right color of lipstick, eyelashes done just so and a little more color on the cheeks, well, simply put, it could make a cheap whore out of any girl. I couldn’t help but smile to myself at that thought.

I walked up behind her again and reached under her arms to squeeze her breasts before bending forward to kiss at her neck.

“I guess you haven’t seen your sister this morning yet, huh?” she asked me.

“No. She’s still locked up in her room, but we do have company.”

“Company?” she asked, turning around to search my face.

“Riley came over. I thought I owed him a little gift for being such a good friend. So I gave him a call and asked him to come on over,” I replied, smiling at her in the mirror with a devilish grin.

“What gift are you giving him?” Mom asked with a girlish giggle.

I moved my hands down to her waist and began humping her ass.

“Do I need to guess?” she asked, matter-of-factly like, smiling back at me in the mirror.

“If you need a break I can take him into Natalie, if you’d like?” I said.

“No. Not Natalie. She’s never had it in her butt. If Riley is a bit rough, it would be better if he uses me. Do you think he would mind?” she asked.

“No. I really think he would rather do you. He told me yesterday he has had wet dreams about you ever since he first saw you,” I told her.

At that, she broke into a big, satisfied smile once again. For over two years my mother had been pushing cold objects up inside herself to obtain sexual release, and I was thinking she now must be feeling like a little girl having a grand time at a major theme park or falling in love for the first time, all over again. This pleased me greatly and I noticed a new fire in her eyes. An old sensual excitement had been returned to her. At first, she fought it off by fighting against me and attempting to refuse my forceful advances. She now felt a new worth. She was sexy again and was greatly enjoying it. And yes, I was damn happy for her, too.

But my thoughts were not only on my dear mother. She would be an outstanding little bone to throw Riley’s way. Yes, he was rough as hell. Watching him fuck his mother’s ass was actually brutal. Suddenly, however, the thought of him driving his dick into my mother’s ass got my dick pushing hard against the fabric of my jeans. “This I’ve gotta see,” I thought to myself.

I walked out to the head of the stairs and saw Riley sprawled in the couch down in the living room.

“Riley!” I called. He turned around and looked up my way. “Come up here,” I said.

He hopped up and came bounding up the stairway. I turned and he followed me down to my mother’s room. I opened the door and we both entered. My mother walked out of the bathroom.
“Hello, Riley,” she said.

“Hi!” is all Riley could answer back. His eyes were glued on my mother’s beautiful form in just panties and bra, as she moved over to sit down on her bed.
I moved over to her side and looked back toward Riley.

“What do you think of her now, Riley?” I said, smiling.

“You are fantastic looking,” he said, looking down at her.

“Come over here Riley and feel her up,” I said, laughing at him.

“Shit!” he cried out and moved to the bed where he sat down next to her.
“Is this my present?” Riley asked.

“Yeah. Enjoy.” I said.

My mother smiled at him, as he reached over and pushed her easily down on the bed. He climbed up on her and began kissing her and feeling her up. Mom was able to lift herself again and motioned for him to unhook her bra. This he did, and as she pulled the bra off, her large perfect tits dropped free of their restraint. Riley immediately grasped them, squeezing and alternately pulling at the nipples. Finally, he once again pushed her back down and began sucking her tits while he humped her leg. After about a minute, Riley rolled her over and put his hand down on her ass. He moved his hand up and down letting his middle finger caress between the two firm cheeks.

“Would you like some of that ass, Riley?” I jokingly asked; sort of like asking a man dying of thirst in the desert if he’d like a drink of water, I thought.

My mother smiled back at Riley and he pulled her panties down. She pointed to a jar of lubricant up on her dresser, which I grabbed and threw to Riley as soon as he stepped out of the last of his clothes.
In no time he was pumping his hard dick in and out of her ass. Mom was letting out little screams that ended up bringing Natalie to the bedroom door. She stepped into mother’s room and saw Riley humping her naked mother and bouncing her around like a rag doll.

“What’s going on?” Natalie anxiously asked, looking up at me in shock.

“Riley’s getting a little taste of something he’s always wanted,” I said. I then reached over and pulled my little sister to me, kissing her neck and inhaling her girlish aroma. Natalie couldn’t take her eyes off of Riley’s raping of her mother’s tight ass, though, and pushed at me to get a better view.

I moved to one side, allowing her to marvel at Riley’s pounding thrusts and at our mother’s beastly and noisy enjoyment. Natalie’s eyes changed from shock to carnal lust. Watching our mother taken forcibly, violently from behind was mesmerizing her. The thought crossed my mind that this was what she was actually craving to see Max do to a girl.

“We should leave these two lovers alone,” I told Natalie and led her back to her room, where I closed the door and pulled her to me. I began kissing her again, thinking back to last night when our little game was abruptly halted. She was again displaying the same hunger, however, and latched on to me hard, sucking at my mouth and tongue and breathing like a steam locomotive.

She broke free just long enough to look into my eyes. “Are you going to fuck me now?” she asked, sounding more like my much younger little sister begging me to please help her with something, lost, needing me and absolutely trusting I would show her the way.

“Yes, Little Sister, I’m going to fuck you now and whenever I want to from now on. Do you understand that?” I asked, looking down into beautiful face. She pulled herself into me, her head coming to rest on my chest, holding me tight.

“Okay,” she whispered back.

As she stood against me, I raised my hands to her tits and found myself still captivated by their absolute perfection. She arched her back slightly as she removed her head from my chest and looked down at my hands massaging her two heavy melons. Reaching above my hands, she began unbuttoning the flannel pajama top she was wearing. Before the second button was opened, I dropped my hands to her hips to allow her to finish her task quickly for me. After the last button was unfastened, she reached up and opened the material of the pajama top wide exposing her heaving chest. Again I grasped and squeezed her tits, pulling them so high as to almost lift her entire frame off the floor. Natalie threw her head back, gasping at my actions, as I brought my mouth down to suck at one and then the other nipple.
Within a minute I was on top of her nude, prone body kissing her again and still groping her large, well-formed tits.

“I’m going to finger you,” I told her.

I slid off of her and reached down between her legs, which she quickly spread, affirming she would cooperate with my desire to have full, absolute access to her small, girlish orifice. She looked trustingly at me, as I began playing with her little, hairless cunt. Before long I had my middle finger sliding in and out of her easily, and I added another, continuing to invade her private, virgin orifice until she was sopping wet and moving in rhythm with my assault on her virginity. As I rolled over to mount her, she reached down as expertly as mother had done and took my heavy meat in her hand. She guided the bulbous head to the gate. As it pushed against the tight little lips, I could feel her wetness and heat that greatly quickened my desire to rape her tight, little hole. She squealed out in pain as the great head of my one-eyed monster crashed through its initial resistance. I held her tight and completely controlled my relentless advance deep into her where no man had ever gone before.

“Fuck me, Jimmy. Fuck me, Brother. Please fuck me, fuck me…,” she kept repeating, over and over, in between gasps and virginal whimpering. I continued seeking to plant my rod at even greater depths but took my time by slowly pumping her as easy as I was able, considering my impulse to violently grind into her. Multiple orgasms soon followed, racking her body in wave after wave of uncontrollable convulsions. I continued for some minutes, relishing her great heat and the carnal excitement she was giving me. I buried my face into the small of her neck and kissed and nibbled at her tight, baby-soft skin, all the while taking in the wonderful smell of her young body. Finally my own release came with a great explosion that vibrated through my whole body at a level of intensity I had never experienced before. Volumes of cum erupted deep inside my little sister. Finally, completely spent, I relaxed, my whole weight bearing down on her small girlish frame. We lay there in each other’s arms for the longest time. Natalie kissed me gently and lovingly in a way she had never done before, as if we were long time lovers and she was, in this small way, showing the depth of her love for her partner.

I rolled free of her and onto my back. We lay thus, on our backs, for several more minutes before either of us could hear a thing louder than our own panting.

Natalie rolled onto her side and placed a hand gently on my still heaving chest. “I love you, Jimmy,” she quietly said.

I then rolled toward her and saw gentle love-lust in her eyes. I reached for her and helped her slide closer to my side where we again held each other close. She kissed me lightly and repeatedly at my cheeks and finally put her cheek on mine and squeezed me tight.

“Was I good?” she asked, pulling her face back to look again into my eyes.

“Good?” I laughed out. “There wasn’t anything just good about it. That was the best fuck I ever had. If it never gets better than that, hell, I could give a shit less,” I offered as my honest reply.
“I’m glad. I wanted it to be great for you. I wanted to make you happy and I’ve wanted you to be with me for a long, long time,” Natalie said, still smiling and, although she was one to always have a great smile on her face and was always in the same kind of mood, the look of happiness she now displayed was the best I’d ever seen. Speaking softly, she continued, asking me, “Do you think Mom and Riley are still doing it?”

“I don’t know. It’s sure quiet. I’ll go ease the door open and take a look. Be back in a sec,” I said to her.

“I’m going to take a shower, if you don’t want me anymore right now. Is that okay?” she asked of me.

“Yeah,” I replied.

Still naked, I walked down to mother’s bedroom door and noticed the door was still closed. I opened it just enough to peer inside and saw mother laying on her back on the bed. Riley was kneeling between her open legs, his head buried into her snatch and aggressively eating her out. With his two hands under her ass, lifting and pulling her forcefully to his mouth, her legs up and flailing around in the open air, it looked almost comical and would have, if it weren’t for the fact they were both clearly and intensively deep into their own great depths of sexual depravity.

Owing to my youth, even though I had just set a personal best record for the amount of cum I’d just expelled, my member began to stiffen at the site of my mother being eaten and the fact she clearly was having multiple orgasms. I slowly entered the room and went to the bed, looking down at Riley’s oral attack on my own mother’s cunt. Her head rolled my way and her eyes opened and once again she came face to face with my great, one-eyed beast bouncing not two feet from her head. She attempted a large smile in between her little screams of pleasure, all the while focusing on my hanging, bobbing piece of meat. With her right hand she reached out and grasped my member about its head and began rubbing it into her palm, alternately playing her fingers and fingernails along its massive helmet.
Then Riley rolled her over on her stomach and, lifting at her waist, expertly brought her once again to her knees. He positioned himself to once again mount her and went right back to pounding his pole into her ass instead of entering her cunt. “What a perverted shit he is,” I thought, smiling to myself.

My mother, spread once again like a bitch dog in heat, was on her elbows, her massive tits swinging in large, irregular circles, her mouth open, eyes closed, screaming out little vocalizations of intense pleasure. The sight of this repeated ass-rape was more than I could stand. I crawled upon the bed and positioned my swinging dick under my mother’s head. I grasped my shaft at its base and with a full six inches of dick-meat exposed beyond my closed fist, I grabbed a handful of my mother’s hair to assist me in positioning her mouth to once again take my organ. She opened wide when she felt my dick seeking entry once again into her hot, wet mouth. Sucking it in deeply, she began breathing loudly like an asthmatic through her nose. Riley slowed his violent attack after seeing she was giving head. Instead, he grabbed her vise-like at the waist and, holding her steady, began ramming her butt-hole in long thrusts at a much slower tempo. Thus we continued until all three of us were completely spent. Although I had little cum left to give her, she slurped up every last drop and washed my shaft and my balls with her tongue, swallowing all the fluids she found and relishing the taste.

After we all showered and dressed, Mom made us all laugh by walking down the stairs slightly bent over and bow-legged, making a big scene of reaching back and rubbing her butt while grimacing in pain. We all got a kick out of that. Natalie, having seen just the beginning of Riley’s romp, guessed at what else must have happened. After a breakfast-lunch brunch thing, Riley said he needed to be going. I waved him back down to the table where all four of us still sat.

“Riley, before you take off, I want to tell you I’ve made up my mind. We’re not going to join your family right away. No hard feelings, huh? In fact, I’d like you to keep this whole thing to yourself. If your dad, your mother, Jeannie or anyone else asks about what we are going to do, just say you haven’t heard yet or that Jimmy hasn’t decided. You understand?” I asked him.

“Yeah, okay,” he replied. “You mean I can’t come back over?”

“No. You can come back over but only when I ask you. Don’t bug me about it until I figure out exactly what we are going to do. Okay?”

Mother, with a serious look on her face, faced Riley. “Riley, Jimmy’s right. I’m not sure any of us want Natalie turned over right yet to be dominated only by your father. I understand he’s rough, and that is fine, but Natalie needs to be toughened to that before he, or if he, ever has a chance to use her as he likes. You understand what I’m saying?” Mother asked him.

“Yeah. I know. Look - - - there’s something else I wanted to tell you that might make some difference, too,” he interjected. “Last night, after Dad came home, he told us he had seen Smitty in town. Smitty waved him down to talk with him and said while he was over in Decatur he picked a young girl up near the bus station. We didn’t realize it at the time but Smitty has been cruising the bus station every time he goes to Decatur, since he’d picked up Sarah and Ruthie near there. I guess he figured he’d found a gold mine. Anyway, this girl is a young runaway and Smitty told my Dad she is really a fine piece, pardon my French. He said they are going to let her get used to living with them for a while and maybe see if she gets comfortable with the girls, sort of let them see where her mind is at. Now Smitty is pretty easy going and is not a forceful or mean guy. My Dad, on the other hand, if he gets involved, I believe, if he likes what he sees, knowing she is a runaway, well, you know, he ain’t gonna give a shit what the girl likes or doesn’t like. So, anyway, I wanted to let you folks know that,” Riley related.

“And you, Riley? What do you think about it?” asked my mother.

“The more the better, as far as I’m concerned. But I haven’t even seen the girl. She might not stay around very long. I don’t know,” he said, honestly. “I wouldn’t want anyone mistreated, though. That is, if they didn’t like it.”

“Maybe you and Jimmy should try to stop by and see what the situation is, then. We don’t want to get involved in anything that might turn bad. You understand that, Riley?” Mother asked him.

“Yes. I understand and agree with that. I surely do,” he said with his best Alabama accent. “Ok. I better go. I’ll call you later this afternoon, Jimmy.” With that, Riley left the house, leaving us alone at the table with a great deal to discuss.