All in the family

Summery: Can Gwen get her family back to what it used to be in the good old days of her childhood? No one seems to care but Gwen will not give up. A story of a young woman venture into the forbidden. (If you are wondering, this is indeed a crappy summary and you should in no way take it very seriously. with that in mind I hope you enjoy.)

Warning: For the Citrusy allergetics, beware, step back!


All in the family

Prologue: In the night

Gwen looked around her and wanted to cry. It was dark and she was lost. If only she could find her way back to her room and her small soft bed. She felt weighed down, every step heavier than the last. If only she didn't leave the covers of her bed for a midnight snack.

Sitting down dejectedly Gwen looked around her at the twilit dusty room with its cloth covered shapes strewn around her in an arbitrary fashion. Poor things she thought miserably, Forgotten in this godforsaken corner just like me.

Leaning back on the tall piece behind her she found comfort in it. It was solid and strong and looking upwards behind her she thought it might be man-shaped. She tried to imagine a bronze statue of some long forgotten hero hidden under the dusty white cloth, waiting for anyone to uncover him from his desolate resting place.

She turned around and hugged it, running her hands up and down it slowly, and murmured into it "You're not alone any longer. I will take care of you."

It felt warm and a little yielding against her and she lifted the hem of cloth to get a glimpse at last of her treasure and found herself with it beneath the cloth with barely a glimmer of light to show her what she found.

It was indeed man-shaped and she kissed its knee softly promising that she won't leave him now, that he was safe. Getting up on her own knees while trailing her hands up its legs she found that he was indeed a man and a naked one at that. Smiling impishly she kissed its slumping manhood in a little butterfly kiss rubbing her thumbs at the bony sides.

It was warm and soft and closing her eyes she rested her head on its lower belly closing her eyes in the contentment of the moment. Gradually she became aware of a pressure slowly building against her cheek, pushing her now every few seconds.

Opening her eyes in wonder she saw a large throbbing rod jumping up and down rhythmically towards her, calling her like a siren call. Getting closer hesitantly she let it slither up and down her cheek and allowed her lips touch it softly on its middle. She kissed it again, more strongly now, starting to trail kisses up and down it till she reached its very base, marveling at its length and girth.

She could feel the balls beneath it pressing themselves against her chin as they drew themselves tighter in their hairy sack beneath her. She wanted to feel him more fully and slathered her tongue up his length until she reached that glorious dark crown and let her tongue circle round and round and round.

She started sucking on the head, letting her teeth grind delicately against that sensitive crest and her fingers gather the tight sack beneath it to caress it gently. She swiped the tip with her tongue in her mouth again and again teasing it to acknowledge her.

Suddenly her head was grasped tightly by two strong hands gripping her by her hairs and ears and impaled her on that throbbing rod of manhood grasped between her lips. She swallowed quickly as he was rammed deep down her throat again and again in a frenzied pace.

She felt herself tingling with excitement at awakening such a response, a fire growing between her unsteady legs. She let herself be swept by those strong confident hands as they willed, bobbing frantically up and down his length.

elt elt so right. This was where she belonged, between these legs with her mouth full of him. She knew the end was near but still she would receive her reward, that elixir of life that will give her existence meaning.

As she felt those orbs contracting ready to inject her with their precious juice, Gwen sensed hands shaking her from behind trying to drag her away from her place. 'No! Please…' she tried to say but her mouth was too full to let more than a muffled squeak escape.

"Get up already. I don't have all day to wait for you. Stop lazing around here already. Well?" a whining jealous voice called behind her as she was dragged away from her place back into the unknown. She felt tears filling her eyes as she struggled to get free of the covers.

She was lying in bed with her pesky little brother Fred ready to shake her again to unwanted wakefulness. It was all just a strange dream. She wisher her life was so simple.

Getting rid of her little brother she got slowly up and made her way to the bathroom to get rid of the familiar musky smell she acquired that night and took off the soaking red knickers she had for the night. If she could help it she won't return home before the little hours of the night. She wished that someone would miss her here but probably they will all just be relieved to have a quiet peaceful evening for once to celebrate their new so called family. She might as well give up and leave but she couldn't help feel that if she didn't do something no one will.