Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2005 20:36:50 -0800
From: SEAN HAMILTON <sean152@hotmail.com>
Subject: Island of Dreams 2

Bisexual/Adult/Youth/Incest (m/m/f, m/m, f/f, m/mf,
  oral, anal, ped)

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Island of Dreams

Chapter 2

As Helena hung up, a flood of emotions hit me.  I
was filled again with lust for young Peter and
lustful curiosity about the sexual relationship he
had with Helena.  In my mind I tried to remember
her.  I remember two girls in the family that lived
next door.  German and aloof is how I remember them.
Lots of families on the island shunned American's
and I can remember thinking that they were weird.
You never saw them and their estate's security was
intense. Her comment about me being an "old family
friend' was clearly untrue but a nice thing to say.
I hadn't seen her or anyone in her family in 15-
years or so.

I found incest very exciting.  I owned the "Taboo"
adult film series and had jerked off to them many
times. Personally I'd never had anything remotely
sexual happen with my own parents and wasn't
attracted to them at all.  I suppose a Psychiatrist
could make something of this but the bottom line is
that it turned me on.

I dressed casually, Bermuda shorts and a loose
fitting polo shirt and sandals.  I briefly toyed
with the idea of wearing something tight and
revealing but decided against seeming too
provocative.  My plan was to let things happen as
they would.

I arrive promptly at 6 PM (It's next door after all)
and was greeted by a smiling Peter.

"I'm so glad you came.  I was afraid you wouldn't"
Peter said happily.  "I can't wait to show you
around our house." He said leading me into the large
foyer of their home.  He was wearing a tight pair of
terry cloth shorts and a matching cabana style top
the type favored by old Jews in Florida.  He looked
great but he was dressed wrong for the times.  Then
it hit me, the boy is German not an American and
such beach attire is probably normal.

Their home was smaller but more luxuriously
decorated than mine and unlike mine dominated high
ground.  The house sat several hundred feet above a
small cay where a sailboat was docked on an ancient
looking deck.  Peter showed me his room decorated in
European Soccer League posters.  He had provocative
posters of nude or semi nude men and women on his
wall many of the male posters where of BelAmi models
and showed young men in various states of arousal
including fully erect.  I began to get aroused and
asked him about his choice of d‚cor.

"I guess you are bi, your Mom doesn't mind these
posters? They are really hot!" I said admiring the
images on his wall.

"Not all.  I share Peter's taste in well hung men
and beautiful women."

Startled I turned to see a gorgeous women walking
into the cavernous but messy teenage boys room.
Helena was wearing a simple cotton sundress that
came to her knees.  No cleavage it was nevertheless
quite sexy as it was clear from the way her figure
moved beneath it that she wasn't wearing a bra.

"It's so good to see you Dan.   I honestly can't
remember if we've ever met even though we've been
neighbors for decades." She said shaking my hand.

As Helena and I chatted idly, Peter walked across
the room and leaned against his slightly taller
Mother.  Although I couldn't see for sure, it looked
as if his hand was resting on her buttock.  He was
smiling and listening politely

"What a beautiful place you have.  I agree I don't
think we've ever met.  I said trying to ignore the
erotic display in front of me and on the walls.
"Thank you for saying so Dan.  I've always loved
this home. It's a shame really that tragedy brought
us back here.
After Paul's passing this was the place I felt I
needed to go to truly recover."  She slightly sad.

"I know exactly what you mean.  The past 10-years
has flown by.  I promised myself that if I lost
weight and got in shape that I'd come here."
"Dinner is ready ma'am."  Said a stunningly
beautiful light skinned black girl in slightly
accented English.  The girl looked no more than 16
or 17 and was dressed in a modest khaki colored
servant uniform dress that came to her knees. Her
jet-black hair was pulled tightly into a bun and she
was barefooted.  Beneath the cotton material her
erect nipples shown through clearly and I couldn't
help but wonder if she too was naked under her
uniform.

"Well then, let's eat.  Let's eat on the main
terrace.  Will that work Candia?"  Helena asked
casually.

"Yes ma'am, the terrace will work."  The servant
girl said as she turned walking out of the room.

Following them out of Peter's we walked downstairs
and out onto the terrace.  In the late afternoon
light I could definitely see that Helena was nude
under her dress.  Her unrestrained breasts and
buttocks moved freely under the material.  As Peter
respectfully pulled his Mother's chair out for her I
couldn't help but notice that Peter was fully erect
in his tight shorts.  His mother seemed to take not
notice of it as she took her seat.  Peter sat
between us as I sat across from her.  I too was
growing erect and was glad to sit down.  The sexual
tension was becoming unbearable.

As Candia, the young servant girl, brought out the
dinner, Helena began to talk.  I sipped the Italian
white wine I'd brought earlier as I listened.

"Dan, I can't tell you how much I appreciate your
entertaining Peter today.  He's really taken with
you.  He needs a man in his life and your
hospitality means a lot to me."



Peter gazed downward at his mother's comments.  He
blushed deeply and looked embarrassed.

"Think nothing of it.  I enjoyed his company very
much and hope that we can be friends."  I said.

"Well I'm glad he'll be in good hands."  Helena said
with a knowing look on her face.  I began to wonder
if she knew what we had done and if she was giving
me permission to be sexual with her 14-year old son.
I decided to wait it out and see where this game was
heading.

The dinner was exquisite.  It turned out that Candia
was both the cook and maid that she was 18-years old
and had been with their family for her whole life
having born on the estate as her parents, now
retired, where servants for the Wolfburg's for 25-
years.  Candia busied herself with our dishes and
kept our wine glasses full.  I noticed that Peter
drank the wine but not as robustly as Helena and I
did.

The dinner conversation was lighthearted and lacked
any overt or subtle sexual references.  We talked of
family and of my business. The Wolfburg's where an
ancient German family and today lived off their
enormous wealth.  Helena was the sole heir to the
family fortune as Peter was the sole surviving male
heir prior to his death.  Peter had had one sister
who had passed away in her 70's a few years earlier
and Peter's younger brother was died in his 20's
from an auto accident.  Helena went to explain that
her mother was English so their children were
educated in England.  After Peter's death Helena
pulled Peter from his English boarding school but
their daughter Annabelle remained in England to
graduate from her boarding school. She was scheduled
to start University in the fall.

As Candia began to clear the table Helena asked
Peter to help her in the kitchen.  As he stood I
noticed his erection had disappeared and the sexual
tension that I felt at the start of the meal had
dissipated somewhat.  Helena and I rose from the
table and she asked me to join her in the den.

Once in the den she offered me a glass of cognac and
we both sat down on an expansive leather sofa.
Helena looked up me with an earnest expression.  She
cleared her throat and began to speak.

"Dan, I know what transpired between you and Peter
today. Before you go on the defensive, trust me when
I tell you that I have no problem with you having
sexual relations with him.  As Peter told you today,
our family is very open and sexual with each other.
Peter and I had a sexual relationship with both our
children.  So you see Peter is not only experiencing
the loss of his father but of a lover as well.  Our
bisexuality and incest tradition goes back
generations.  We feel it binds our family and
prepares our children for life as an adult.  You
must know that we don't intermarry and we don't
breed among ourselves.  Each of us, as young adults,
leaves to start our own family just as I did when I
met Paul.  Due to the uniqueness of our beliefs, it
is hard to find suitable mates who can accept our
lifestyle our values and our bisexuality.  He was
wonderful man, a great lover and embraced our
lifestyle totally.  I miss him deeply.  Based on
your `response' to Peter's admission today and your
willingness to engage him sexually I must ask you
are you comfortable with what I've just told you?"
She asked in a direct manner.

"Wow, Helena.  This is a lot to take in.  You know
I'm relatively inexperienced in sexual matters.
Today was the very first homosexual experience I've
ever had.  I've been bi curious for years but until
today never acted on my urges.  I've never had any
sexual attraction to children until today.  I must
tell you, however, that I find everything you've
said to be highly arousing and I can't believe this
is happening to me.  It's as if a dream has come
true.  Yes, I am very comfortable with what you have
said."  I said looking her straight in the eye.

"I must tell you it's very hard to hold these
beliefs in today's society.  We are first and
foremost a family.  The sexual aspect of our lives
is secondary.  We would never had made the fortune
we have had we spent our lives fooling around!"  She
said seriously.

"I'm sure you are right."  I said just as seriously.
"I have many questions but I guess what I really
want you know that I like Peter very much and would
never do anything to hurt him."  I told her. "What
is going to happen now?"  I had to ask.

"I want you to know that as long as you are here on
the island you and Peter can engage in any sexual
behavior you two wish, anywhere, anytime.  Peter has
taken a grown man into himself many times so you can
feel free to fuck him.  I ask that unless you are
willing to provide a current medical exam that you
must use a condom.  Also I would hope that you and I
might find time to be intimate with one another."

With that she stood and walked towards me.  I rose,
my fully erect cock tenting out from my light cotton
shorts.

Looking down at my erection, she said, "My, my you
seem to have a huge cock."

"Thank you'll find it a sizeable weapon." I said as
we embraced.  We hugged tightly and began to kiss
passionately. Helena pulled away, breathlessly she
asked, "Can you agree to these conditions?"

Also breathless with lust I managed to say, "Of
course.  I will have my personal physician fax my
physical to you tomorrow.  I've never had sex with a
man before, I don't know if young Peter will be able
to accommodate me but I'm game to try."

"Paul had a large cock.  I think Peter will take you
quite well.  Don't mistake my words.  If you harm
him in any way, I shall make it my mission in life
to hurt you badly."  She said making direct eye
contact with me.

"I have grown very fond of him today and I promise
on my parents grave that I would never do anything
to harm him."

We returned to kissing and I lowered my hand to her
buttocks.  My earlier assumption proved correct,
Helena wasn't wearing a bra or panties and began to
knead her buttocks.  My eyes closed I sensed a
presence in the room. Looking up, I saw Peter
standing in the doorway of the den. A knowing smile
stretched across his face and he had stripped off
his clothes and was stroking his erect penis.

"Looks like you two are hitting it off."  Peter said
walking into the room, his erection leading the way.

Peter walked up to us and turned to his mother.
They began to kiss passionately. Peter's hand joined
mine on his mother's buttocks.  After a moment he
turned to me and we began to kiss deeply and
passionately.  His other hand drifted down to my
crotch and he grabbed my throbbing erection through
my shorts.  I looked up and saw a look of pure
passion and unbridled lust on the face of Helena.

Breathless in anticipation, Helena said, "Lets go
upstairs and get more comfortable."

As we walked up the marble staircase, Helena pulled
off her dress and I gazed at her magnificent ass we
climbed.

Halfway up I turned and look back down into the
foyer. There I say Candia standing with a knowing
smile on her face.  She spoke: "Will you be taking
dessert in the sex chamber ma'am?"

Fully naked at the top of the stairs, Helena looked
down at Candia with a huge smile on her face and
spoke, "Yes dear. Give us an hour or so."

We entered I found an intimate room designed for
  sex.

Centered in the middle of the room was a huge round bed only
a few inches off the floor.  On one wall as a large screen
plasma TV with both a DVD player and VCR.  On shelves to the
left and right was a massive collection of gay, bi, and
straight porno videos and DVDs.   On another wall was a long
counter top holding a variety of dildos, vibrators, and
other sex toys.  Randomly along the counter were a variety
of lubricants and gels.  I also noticed that the walls were
adorned with both black & white and color photos of the
family.  Helena was right, Paul was a handsome man, in one
photo, obviously taken a few years ago, Paul is shown from
his side with a massive erection showing clearly.  At his
erection, on his knees, is a young boy; Peter was smiling
for the camera also.  I noticed that Helena was standing
next to me.

"How big was Paul?"  I asked.

"20 centimeters.  See how thick his cock was."  She said
  longingly.

"He had a very nice cock."  I said sympathetically.

Looking back around the room, I noticed that Peter was
laying on the bed totally nude, his 6" erection straining
and pulsing in excitement.  I walked towards the bed and
began to undress.  Helena sat on the bed.  Peter stood up
and helped me to undress.

"Mom, close your eyes.  I want to surprise you with Dan's
cock."  Peter said giggling.

He was obviously not only aroused but also excited by the
prospect of showing off my cock to his mother.

Helena sat up straight.  Her legs only slightly apart and
closed her eyes.  Peter finished getting me naked and
arranged me to be standing directly in front of Helena, my
massive member pointing directly at her face.

"OK Mom, open your eyes" Peter said in a funny announcers
voice.

Helen slowly opened her eyes and they grew big as she gazed
at my massive cock.  I had seen similar reactions in my life
and loved the way women react to it.  I'm not fixated on my
cock, but if you have a large cock you know what I mean.

"My god it's huge" Helena said as she instinctively reached
for it and began to lick and suck it.

It felt so good.  Helena was an accomplished cocksucker and
I felt the birth of an orgasm almost immediately.  I willed
myself to keep from cumming.  I looked down and saw Peter
resting on his knees watching intently as his mother sucked
my cock.  He was stroking his nicely sized cock.

"Oh my god Helena, that feels so good, I'm so turned on. I'm
afraid I'm going to cum!"  I said breathlessly.

"Oh yeah, Dan.  Please cum for my Mom."  Peter cried out.

Helena took my cock from her mouth and looked up at me.  "Oh
yes Dan please cum.  Don't be shy, we have all night.  Peter
lets share Dan's load."  Helena said inviting Peter to join
her.

Peter scooted over to his mother's side and within seconds
huge white ropes of cum were leaping from my cock hitting
both Peter and Helena in the face.  The both turned and
licked my cum from each other's faces.

Afterwards we all three lay down on the bed.  Helena began
to fondle and stroke Peter's cock and I slid closer to
watch.  Erotically and with lustful abandon, Helena began to
suck her son's cock.  After a few minutes during which I was
sure Peter would cum, Helena released the 12-year old cock
from her mouth and offered it to me.



I began to suck his rock hard with equal abandon.  At one
point I looked around me to find Helena watching in rapt
attention as she masturbated her wet cunt.

"Oh Dan, that feels so good.  Please don't stop!" Peter
cried.

"I love to watch men make love.  That's it Dan, worship that
boy cock!"  Helena called out as she masturbated herself to
an orgasm.  "Swallow his cum!"

"Oh, oh, here I cum!" shouted Peter as he loudly groaned out
a massive orgasm.

His cum flooded into my mouth.  Not as much as grown man.
His testicles were not yet fully developed and his ejaculate
was thin and watery compared to mine.  Despite this, the
intensity of his orgasm was no less than mine and he panted,
covered in sweat in the afterglow.

In the hours that followed we both fucked Helena, in her
pussy and anally.  At one point we fucked her at the same
time:  Helena sitting on me with my cock in her incredibly
wet pussy and Peter slamming away inside her ass, this
culminated with both Peter and I cumming inside her.  I
discovered that Helena loved anal sex and was capable of
multiple orgasms.  I also found out Helena had a
hysterectomy and thus had no need of birth control.

As we three lay exhausted on the bed, covered in cum, dried
pussy juice, and sweat, Helena sat up and began to stroke
both our cocks.  As she gradually brought them back to life,
she said: "I want you to see if Peter can take your massive
cock Dan.  What do you say Peter, do you feel like being
fucked in the ass?"

"Oh yes!  I want Dan's huge cock in my ass so bad."  Peter
said looking at me with a huge smile on his face.

"Will you return the favor?  Will you fuck me too?"  I asked
  Peter.

"You know I will!"  Peter said laughingly.

"Have you ever had a cock in your ass?"  Helena said and she
began to probe my ass with her fingers.  As she did this, I
instinctively spread my legs allowing her access.

Breathlessly I said, "No, never, but I've begun to fuck
myself with a dildo when I masturbate. Please be gentle with
me!"  I said jokingly.

As Helena fingered my ass Peter stood and walked across the
room to the counter where a variety of lubes were kept, his
erection leading the way.

Peter asked his mother:  "Mom, do you think KY or
Astroglide?"

"Astroglide I think," she replied.  "Let's get him ready.
Look how hard he's getting thinking about being fucked by
your hard cock!"  Helena said taking the tube of lube from
her son.

Helena lubed up her fingers and began to fuck me with a
small hard dildo.  Slowly and gently the sensation was
incredible.  As she did this, Peter watched in rapt
attention stroking his cock in anticipation of deflowering a
33 year old man.  After several minutes during which,
despite having had 3 orgasms this session and 3 with Peter
this morning (But who's counting!), I felt like I would cum
again, Helena spoke:

"I think you are dilated enough Dan.  Let's see how far
Peter can go.  Peter, darling, you must be gentle and take
it very slow.  Remember how you where taught." Helena said
in a motherly tone.

With that she moved aside.  Placing a large pillow under my
ass, I spread my legs as wide as a man can and lifted my
legs in the air.  My asshole was exposed and Peter arranged
himself in front of me.  Taking his well lubed cock in his
hands he began to push.  Slowly and gently the head of his
cock slipped past my anal band painlessly.  Slowly Peter put
first 2 inches and soon his whole cock into my virgin ass.

The sensation was incredible.  My cock was fully erect.  I
loved the feeling of his cock in my ass and I desperately
wanted to jerk my cock.  Seeming to read my mind, Helena
reached across and began to stroke my cock.  Her lube-
covered hand felt great!

"You're all the way inside Peter!  How does it feel Dan?"
Helena asked concerned and aroused all at once.

"Are you in any pain?" Helena asked as she continued to
stroke my hard as steel cock.

"Not at all.  Peter feels great!"  I said.  My voice sounded
funny, like I was straining but the feeling remained
wonderful.

Peter began to fuck me faster and harder.  Sweat poured off
our bodies as I strained to keep my legs high.  I loved the
feeling and moaned in ecstasy as his fucking of me
intensified.  Soon I could feel what was to be the 5th or
6th orgasm for me that day.  I could tell that Peter too was
close to cumming for the 10th time or so that.  Helena could
tell to as her jerking off of my cock quickened.

With lube all over my cock, I took over and began to jack
myself off while Peter began to shoot his boy load into my
bowels.  Helena, not be left out, was furiously rubbing her
pussy bringing herself to yet another orgasm.

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, ahh!"  Peter cried as he pumped his boy
cock into my ass.

"Uh, yes, yes, ah!"  I yelled as my load shot forth.  Much
less quantity and velocity it was nonetheless an intense and
memorable orgasm.



END CHAPTER 2