Date: Sat, 10 Dec 2005 23:49:28 +1100 (EST)
From: David Jansen <iamdayman@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Karen Part 8 and 9

I had to sleep after that, I was well and truly fucked. Making love with
Emma all night then watching Jeff, my father, fuck Emma, his daughter, my
half-sister, not once but twice was unbelievable. The eroticism of the
whole thing was just such a turn on, I had to masturbate before sleeping,
even if I did not cum.

I heard the sounds of the house around me as I woke. Jeff's car was leaving
the driveway. Emma was with him for their regular golf game, but I wondered
casually which club Emma would be playing with. Emily, Jeff's wife and
Emma's mother, was home with me, alone. I went to the bathroom, showered
and dressed, going downstairs to get something to eat, and heard Emily
talking on the phone.

"Jeff's niece is here for two weeks so it is going to be difficult," she
said. A silence, then "Yes, and I would love to be with you, but that does
not look like it is going to happen now." Another silence. "Oh you know I
love your cock, but.." Silence, "Yes, OK. As soon as I can. Jeff is gone
and I can tell her I am doing some shopping, but it is going to have to be
quick." Silence, "OK, in an hour then, your place." The phone was switched
off and I realised that a big problem for me was actually solved. Emily was
having an affair.

You see, the main reason I was in their home was to seduce Emily, not
Emma. Emily is a short woman, really curvaceous, nice firm boobs and butt
even after three kids. I am not a lesbian, but I am certainly bi. I am sure
there is a reason for it, otherwise why would Inga, my mother, be having
sex with both her children, have one child, me, by her brother? Our whole
family is warped in an unbelievable way. I like sex with Inga, it is
friendly and adventurous, but men are great, I love their cocks, but the
softness of a woman, the taste of her vagina, well these things are great
as well. And I wanted to taste Emily's vagina.

I entered the kitchen and said "Good morning," as casually as I could.

Emily looked up and smiled that beautiful smile, "Good morning, sleep
well?"

"Yes, I did, thank you, long day yesterday and feel much better for it
today."

"You and Emma talk a lot last night?"

"We did, years to catch up on. Hope we did not disturb you, but eventually
we fell asleep."

"In the single bed?"

I nodded,"It wasn't too uncomfortable, not too comfortable either but it
was not too bad."

"Why don't you go into Emma's room if you are going to do that? She has a
larger bed, you will be more relaxed. And if you do fall asleep, it will
also be more comfortable."

"mmm might do that tonight," I said reaching for an apple.

"Well," Emily started, "I have to go and do some shopping soon, will only
be a couple of hours. Make yourself at home and relax, we can talk when I
get back."

I nodded an OK, I could have taken her on then but I saw an opportunity for
when she came home. As soon as Emily drove out of the driveway I rang Jeff
on his cell phone and let him know that he should ring Emily and tell her
that they would be returning late. I also told him that they should come
home about an hour after I rang him to let him know that Emily was home and
maybe, with luck, they would catch us in bed. Blackmail, pure and simple. I
read a bit and made coffee and waited.

I heard Emily driving into the garage and quickly dialled Jeff's cell phone
and hung up before he answered, he knew what it would mean. I went outside
and gave Emily a hand to bring her shopping in. Several times we were very
close and I said, "Hmm, you smell nice, what fragrance is it."

She named a fragrance that Inga uses and I said, "Mmmm no, Inga uses that
too, it is lovely, but that is not what I am smelling." I moved closer to
her. Somewhat alarmed, Emily moved back a bit but thought the better of it
and relaxed. Obviously she had showered and was confident that there was
nothing out of place. I moved closer and touched her, I put my arms around
her and hugged her, breathing the aroma of her in, "Mmmm that is very
nice. You have just had sex though!"

Emily jumped. "What? What are you talking about?"

"There is no use denying it. I know, I can smell it on you. You have just
had sex. My nose is a sensitive as a winemaker's, I know." I kissed her
lips and licked mine, "Yep, sex - for sure."

Emily just about had apoplexy. She began by denying it but I refused to be
put off. I let her rave for a while and said to her, "OK, deny it, but I
know you have, but I won't tell anyone, you secret is safe with me." Like
hell it was, but it was going to have to be me that she is discovered in
bed with. Some of Emily's poise returned with that statement, so I deflated
her with the statement, "Besides, I heard you on the phone as well and my
silence is going to cost you."

Emily tensed as I repeated almost verbatim her earlier conversation.  I
brushed my lips over her cheek and whispered in her ear, "I will make it
easier for you, let me make you cum and it will be our little secret." I
put my hand on her breast, gently touching that soft swelling under her
blouse. I felt her nipple harden but she stiffened.

"It will be OK," I said, "I am very good and you may even enjoy it. We have
time, Jeff rang here and told me that they won't be home for at least a
couple of hours yet."

Emily did not move, did not say anything, so I began undoing her blouse,
exposing her bra covered breasts. They were round, full soft and capped
with large aroeola and her nipples were definitely standing up. Still, she
did not move. I kissed her lips, and she made the barest response to kiss
me back, then her arms came around me, intensifying her kiss.

"I have wanted to try this for a long time," she whispered, "But I never
had the courage to say anything."

It was going to be alright, I knew. Now all I had to do was to make sure
she did not hear Jeff and Emma returning. "Come on, lets go up to your room
and get comfortable."

Within seconds of getting on the bed, I was between Emily's legs, lapping
her soft downy cunt. Her clit was standing to proud attention as my tongue
wrapped itself around that small protuberance. The lips of her labia were
pushing through the thin layer of closely cropped pubic har, swelling and
inviting. My tongue licked over every piece of them, finding its way into
Emily's vagina, lapping out the juices that were leaking from her. I tasted
the slightly metallic-plastic taste of a condom that her lover had used
previously. Over and over I repeated the same action that worked so well on
her daughter and it was not long when Emily began gyrating hips into my
mouth. her happy moans grew louder and louder and became a wail of pleasure
as she came. The inside of her thighs gripped my head and I pushed my
tongue into her as deep as I could licking her as best I could making her
cum last as long as I could.

As Emily subsided, I becamed determined that that was not going to be the
end of it, I kept lapping at her, running my tongue over the soft folds of
extremely wet skin and hair of her mons. She must have been surprised
because she tried to move and I would not let her. "Stay there," I said as
I lifted my head,"just enjoy it for a while longer, catch your breathe."

I lowered my face again and my tongue just took over, moving where it
wanted, seeking out all the little nooks and crannies of her pubis. I
licked the soft joins of her thighs, up over the clit and down to her
vagina. and slowly back again. Slowly I moved back up over her mons, to her
stomache and onto her breasts. Eventually I made it to her face, my own
face covered with her cum and kissed her lips, plunging my tongue deep into
her mouth.  We kissed for an age and then a sound interrupted us. Emily
jumped and pushed me off her.

Emma was standing in the doorway, "Oh momma, how could you do this, and not
invite me along!"

Jeff stood just behind her and with a huge grin on his face said, "That was
wonderful, can I see it again!"

Perfect timing, I thought.

"How long have you been there," I asked.

"Long enough," Jeff replied.

"We heard momma cumming downstairs. Just had to come up and have a look."
Emma said. "My turn!" Emma began undressing and was bare naked in moments,
and on the bed. Emily was in shock, her daughter was climbing onto her bed,
her husband was standing back watching her and her niece was running her
hands over her daughter's ass.

"What-" she started, "What - "

"It's OK darling," said Jeff. "Let Emma do what she wants and we can talk
about it in a little while."

Emma dived for her mother's body taking a nipple into her mouth suckling
again for the first time in a decade and a half.  My fingers plunged into
Emma's cunt, she was just so wet. Withdrawing my fingers I leaned over Emma
and said, "Well, if Emma wants you, then I am just gong to have to fuck
Jeff, if that is OK with you?"

Obviously, Emily was stunned, her niece was now asking her husband to have
sex, while her own daughter was fucking her. It was just too much. "ENOUGH!
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?"

"Simple, darling. A little incest, and lesbian incest as well." Jeff said
as he undressed. "That is all, and I am OK with that, and obviously you are
too. So why not just go along with it for now and we can discuss it all
later. Besides, after watching you, I am so horney I am going to burst."
Jeff's cock was now free and rampant as he approached the bed.

Emily looked at me and closed her eyes and I heard the soft slurping of
Emma suckling. Emma's hand was not still as she roamed over her mother's
body, settling on that part of her that my tongue had just paid lavish
attention to. I turned to Jeff, smiling, and laid back and said, "Come on
big boy, fuck me, hard."

And he did. I heard Emily cum, then Emma came as Emily masturbated Emma, I
came as Jeff's cock ploughed my cunt, but Jeff didn't cum until later, he
saved it all for Emily and then Emma and I shared it as we licked Emily
clean.

A couple of hours later, after our little family orgy was over, we sat at
the table eating cold chicken we began talking. Emily confessed her lover,
Emma told Emily about her boyfriends and girlfriends, Jeff said nothing and
I said little. This was not cowardice on my part, rather, let us take it
one step at a time. I spoke about Carly, and I talked about wanting to fuck
Jeff for years, and taking the opportunity earlier that morning. Jeff then
talked about Emma and me, catching us and just being so turned on he had to
join in.  He had quickly picked up on my very limited discussion and did
not elaborate on it at all.

Emily chose not to follow any of this discussion up and for the next 10
days we fucked and sucked each other silly. Emily's lover, Gary, was
introduced to Jeff and he was a little awkward for a while but he quickly
learned that he was really welcome. That was after I fucked him, Emma
fucked him, Emily fucked him all the while with Jeff right there.  Two men
with three females without the normal social constraints makes for a couple
of very interesting weeks. Emma was unbelievable, morning and night and
twice on Sundays. Emily's enthusiasm grew with each day, the idea of being
fucked by her husband and her male lover then cleaned up by her daughter
and her niece was a real charge for her. One morning, Emily told us that
she had never expected to be sleeping with her daughter, nor did she ever
think she would be so sexually excited by that fact.

 Jeff and Gary, well they had three to pick from, and they tested us one by
one, then again to make sure, and still could not decide, so they would
start all over again.  On my last day, the two boys got home from summer
camp, and I had to remind Emma about our prevous discussion. I don't know
what is going to happen when they get a little older, but, I might like to
be there to find out.

At the end of those two weeks, I was actually glad to go home I think. I
certainly needed the rest.


Chapter 9 Karen A few days after I had arrived home from Jeff's, I had Paul
drop me at Grandma Cele's (short for Celeste) place. Paul is driving now
and he and Carly were going to a game and had to pass near our
Grandparent's house. I had told Grandma I wanted to come over soon and drop
something off that Jeff had given me, but I had not told them when I would
be there. I walked the few houses to their driveway and turning in, I
noticed an electrician's van parked there. For some reason, I went around
to the back of the house, something I had never done before. I passed an
open window and heard Grandpa Ian say, "Suck that cock. Take all in, if you
can. That would have to be the biggest cock I have ever seen you suck!"
Well, that pulled me up. I could not see anything, and hopefully, no-one
noticed me, so I could stand here and listen for a few minutes.

"Yeah, that's it. Isn't she just a great cocksucker?" I heard

A grunt came, "Ohh yeah, she sure is, man! The best ever."

Wow, Grandma giving a head job to someone else? Grandpa looking on? Wait a
minute, he said, "..I have ever seen you suck." Well, I must admit I was
somewhat scandalised here. My grandmother sucking cock? The thought was a
little overpowering. Then I had to stop, I was a bit shakey in the knees at
this point.

"Cele loves clits too, don't you Cele?" To which I heard an indistinct
noise that may have been an agreement.

WOW, this really blew me away. Grandma licking clit? How could someone as
old as my grandmother even be having sex? How could my Grandparents be
involved with another person?  They were old! Why could then not act their
age? I had to leave the window then and walked to the front of the house to
sit for a while. Each step I took forced me to rethink and reevaluate
everything I knew about sex. I knew that Inga had an active sex life and
she was old, but Cele and Ian were twenty years older than Momma, in their
late fifties. Does this mean that even if you are old, you can still have
sex? Well, duuuhh! Being the dummy that I am, it took me a while to figure
it out. Where did Inga come from, under a cabbage leaf? Where does each
generation come from? Same place? Is my generation the only one to have, or
enjoy, sex? All this was silly nonsense, I decided. If Grandma and Grandpa
enjoy sex, then why should I worry about it. However, there was one issue
here and that was this big cock. Did I want to see it? Well Steve and Paul
and Jeff all have sizable dicks, so I wondered what a big cock looks
like. Sure, I decided, I wanted to see it, and maybe more. I stood up and
went to the front door and rang the doorbell, a few moments later, Grandpa
Ian opened the door.

"Karen!" he said a little loudly. "Lovely to see you. Grandma is busy at
the moment, but they should be here in a minute or so. Want a drink?"

"Hi Grandpa," I said stepping forward, giving him a hug, "That's OK, I saw
the van out the front and thought you may have been busy."

"Just measuring up for a bit of wiring work," Grandpa continued calmly,
"Finally going to install a fan where we need it."

"Oh that sounds good, Grandpa." I said airily. "A fan in summer is a great
idea, help the air conditioner?"

"Nah," he said, "for the night. Turn the air conditioner off and keep air
moving, that way we do not get too cold of a night time."

Now that was a good idea, and explained why the van was there in the
driveway. Grandma and this tall, dark skinned man came into the hall way
and the man was saying, "It won't be a big job, Cele, it can be done in an
hour or so if you like."

"Thank you Rob, we appreciate you doing it at such short notice." Grandma
looked at me and said "Why hello Karen! Lovely to see you. Rob this is my
grand-daughter, Karen, Karen, this is Mister Grant, who is here to do some
electrical work for us."

"Hi Mr Grant, nice to meet you." I was as sweet as I could get, as I
stepped over to Grandma to give her a hug. "Oh Grandma, you smell lovely, a
new fragrance?" Well, it worked with Emily, why not Gandma as well? I
leaned over and kissed her, she is shorter than me. I kissed her on the
lips, a gentle peck. "Oh Grandma," I said licking my lips and I leaned in
and kissed her again, this time I forced my tongue over her lips. I broke
away and looked at her closely.

"Oh Grandma, that tastes like cock. Have you been sucking Mr Grant's dick?"
as innocently as I could.

Cele Every now and then, in everyone's life, there comes a pure moment when
everything stops. There is no noise, not even the sound of your heart
pumping, no street noise, no bird or insect noise, just a serene
silence. In that moment, time dilates, it expands to fill an eternity. It
is, largely, an existentialist moment, when nothing else exists, just
yourself and a frozen tableau of people and life around you. In that
moment, you can hear a pin drop, literally, and for the first time in my
life, I finally understood what the fuck they had been talking about all
those years.  My fifteen year old grandaughter asked the one question that
I had never expected her to ask. Now how do I answer it? Firstly I had to
pick my jaw up off the ground, fortunately, my teeth were intact. I had to
think fast and I could not think of anything right then.

Karen pulled me to her and kissed me again, but this was not the kiss of a
child to a grandmother, it was a woman to a lover. I felt her tongue
probing my lips, pushing past my teeth and touching my tongue, gently
caressing it, kissing me passionately.

Karen pulled away and said, "Do you think I might be able to suck that cock
too Grandma? Tastes very nice, so can I? Please?" I felt her hand under my
loose blouse, tweaking my nipple. I had no idea how that happened and Karen
then said, "Grandma, your nipples are as hard as mine, and I am so turned
on by that taste, if I do not get to suck that cock, I am probably just
going to burst."

This was not the shy and demure little girl, this was a woman, and
obviously suffering from the same curse that has taken all the women in our
family for the three generations to me. The trouble was that we were all
perverts. My grandmother was a tart in London. Not just any old tart, but a
very expensive, and ultimately wealthy and powerful, tart. She started it
all, her tastes ran to sex with all races, all sizes, shapes, colors and
genders. She had two children, one whom died young and my mother. I am
certain that grandmother slept with mother, as mother did with me
ocasionally. That is where I learned about sex, at least lesbian sex at
first. Eventually mother told me about grandmother, and the family curse.

It seems that grandmother was so successful as a tart that men would throw
themselves at her. One day, a rather unstable young man did just that, and
fell to his death. Unfortunately, the man's family had strong contacts with
the gypsy community and although my grandmother did not hold store in any
of that superstitious nonsense, the gypsy put a curse on the female line of
my grandmother, that we would never get enough sex, from cradle to
grave. My mother seemed such a demure person, but she was a demon in
bed. As soon as I sprouted pubic hair, we became lovers. She shared some of
her lovers with me from an early age, women first, but eventually, when I
was fourteen years old, men as well. I remember that first time, mother
made my father wear a condom, which made him unhappy, but it was the only
way we were going to have sex.

>From the moment I was penetrated, I knew that men would be the main focus
of my life and women would always be secondary. I love sex with women, but
men are something very different and a woman cannot fill me like a man can,
that is it. However, here I was being kissed and fondled by my
grand-daughter. I avoided just this situation with Inga and Jeff, but I
knew they had a sexual relationship when they were teenagers. Not that I
didn't want sex with them, I just thought it better that I did not
interfere with their relationship. Ian never knew, like most males, he is
completely oblivious to anything he does not want to know about.

Karen was obviously waiting for us to reply to her, but the men were
stunned so I kissed her back and said "Why not? I am horney and want to
finish what I started, and it is a lovely dick indeed!" Karen smiled and I
knew that this was going to be an interesting few hours. "What do you think
Rob, would you like to have my grand-daughter sucking on your dick?"

Rob looked at Ian and a slight nod from Ian confirmed it, "Why sure, Cele,
if she insists of course."

"And I do," Karen said. Within moments it seemed that clothes were
scattered all over the place and we were all on the large bed and Rob's
huge cock was deep in my mouth. Rob's cock was not really thick but it was
about 11 inches long and I was trying hard to see just how much I could get
down my throat. I felt is pass by my tonsils easily. Long ago I had worked
out how to suck cock without gagging. It was not just a matter of relaxing
the muscles at the back of the throat, but also timing things so that you
can breath. To me, breathing holds some importance and I just did not want
to choke because I was not breathing properly. Besides, I have long thought
that breathing is a major key to really great orgasms. This is why I do not
understand these clowns who need to restrict airflow to cum properly. I
think that the more air you have in the system the faster, and harder, your
system reacts to stimulation, well that is my experience anyway. Be that as
it may, this lovely long dick was penetrating down my throat, then out,
breath, then in again, and I took as much as I could get, and his pubic
hair was not even touching my nose. Man what a dick!!!!

As I plunged my face down onto that cock I felt a couple of fingers flick
over my clit. This hand was reaching under me, playing with my clit, and
not doing too bad a job of it either.  It had to be Karen, the fingers were
too soft and small, Ian's hands are still hard from farm work and his
fingers are large. Besides, this was a gentle touch, very soft, very
feminine, so I moved to allow her more access to my nether regions. I
spread my legs, and lifted my ass a little. The fingers disappeared and
were quickly replaced as I felt a head passing under my ass and Karen's
tongue started to do the same job as her fingers were performing a few
seconds before.  I must admit that Karen was quite a surprise, there was
nothing shy about her.

Ian moved on the bed and although I could not see him, I knew he was going
for Karen. I cannot blame him, I was going to as well in a few
minutes. Obviously Ian was fucking her, Karen's head was bobbing as he
thrusted into her, but that did not detract from her licking me. I felt
Karen's tongue wiping around my clit, then smoothly working its way down
over my vaginal lips and into the vagina, then back again,up towards the
clit. Dammmm, she is good, not great but good for one so young. In a few
minutes of this I mistimed my suck, I actually gagged. Unbelievable! Karen
had made me mistime my breathing and sucking; that wonderful cock was
buried deep in my throat when I became distracted by what she was
doing. That had never happened before and I gagged. I recovered quickly and
improved my rythym, suck in, out, breathe out, breath in, suck in, feel
that knob sliding down the throat, tasting the juices flowing from the
dick. Stop!!!! Gawd, I was going to cum! Take the knob into the mouth,
breath through the nose, let the orgasm wash over me!!! NOW, CUMMING,
CUMMING, moan and squeal as the passion sweeps from my clit outward to the
rest of my body. I felt the muscles in my body contract as a huge wave of
pleasure drowned me. I had to conciously remember not to close my jaws and
I just kept breathing as I was pleasured.

All this while Ian was fucking her, she is a real sexual treasure this
girl, and my own granddaughter.

I moved then, I wanted Rob's cock inside me, well as much of it as I could
get anyway. I laid back and motioned to Rob that he was to fuck me, and
from my now prone position, I was lying alongside Karen. I could see Ian
pumping into her and I told him that he was not to cum inside Karen, but
rather in my mouth, if he was going to cum. I had never had Ian do that
while I was being fucked by someone else and the thought just appealed to
me. Ian told me that he would not cum anywhere else.

Rob's length of solic cock slid into me, slowly inching its way down my
love tunnel. It was exquisite, Rob knew exactly what he was doing, bringing
me on that long cock like he did. I am well experienced in cocks but this
was something special. Eventually, it felt like Rob hit the top of my womb
and just could not reach any further. Almost as slowly, he pulled out
almost all the way and pushed back in again, this time not quite as slowly,
but again, when he reached the deepest part of me, my clit felt like it was
standing in a breeze. I could not feel his pubes crushing mine, his pelvis
pounding on mine, he was just too long. Rob pushed in and pulled out
forcing that long dick as far as it could go. It was unbelievable, I had
never felt that before, I just cannot describe how it felt. All of a sudden
I began to feel Rob shuddering a little, his cock started to swell, damn,
he was getting ready to cum.

I stopped him then and asked if he wanted to fuck a fifteen year old? I
wanted to watch him doing it to Karen, before he cums and then cum in her
if she wanted him to. Ian watched us in this and he pulled out, Karen
wanted him to stay there a bit longer, but I told her to get ready for the
longest cock I have ever had inside me. Rob moved and within seconds he was
doing the same thing to Karen as he had just done to me.  Looking at it
from the outside though, that was interesting. Rob inserted his dick, just
as slowly as he did with me, I could see it and feel it. The memory of that
sensation was so strong I felt my nipples get even harder and my clit
swelled even tighter. His extraodinary cock seemed to slowly disappear
inside her but it soon stopped, and started to pull out until I could see
the knob, then started back into her again. It was unbelievably erotic,
watching my fifteen year old grandaughter getting fucked by this guy who
had just had that same cock deep in my throat, then into my pussy. There
was this huge gap between Karen's trimmed bush and the dark hairy root at
the base of Rob's cock, I think I could have easily put my hand there and
stroked Rob's cock while he was fucking Karen. I positioned myself to do
just that and my hand fit that gap nicely. On one side of my hand I felt
the silkyness of Rob's hairs and the other the swollen clit on Karen's
cunt. I kept my hand there for a while, marvelling at the wierd sensation
that this was giving me.

I then reached over and gently squeezed one of Karen's tits, thumbing the
nipple, it was rock hard. I watched Rob's dick going in and out of Karen,
with my hand on his cock, then bent my head to suck on the same nipple I
had just tweaked. Karen wrapped her arms around me and pulled me towards
her and kissed me with an intensity I have rarely felt, I had to let go of
the hardened shaft to play with Karen's other tit. This is one hot babe,
she is fucking a stranger, and she is going to fuck both myself and her
grandfather. There can certainly be no doubt where she gets her morals
from, well, OK, her lack of morals then. The image of that long cock
sinking into Karen's cunt is one that I will always treasure. Ian gently
grabbed my hips from behind and pulled my ass into the air where he then
lowered my dripping snatch onto his hardened cock.

Athough nowhere near as long as Rob, Ian more than makes up for it in
thickness. I felt him filling me with his meat in a way that Rob never
could, and far more comfortably. We stayed in this tableau for a while, the
gentle grunts and moans of people enjoying each other's bodies.  I
alternated between sucking on Karen's tits, kissing her, massaging her clit
or strocking the part of Rob's cock that could not get into Karen.  Soon
this activity grew in intensity and I knew we were heading for a series of
climaxes. However, I was just not ready for it yet, I wanted more, and I
knew I could get it.

Karen started it by her first orgasm. I had already had one and a couple of
small ones, so small only I felt them, but Karen was cumming hard. She
tried to wrap her legs around Rob and pushed her hips up to him hard as she
could, but Rob held back and kept his rythym, pumping into her at his
steady pace. Karen's moans were a delight to hear, her squirming
intensified as I touched her breasts and clit and I knew this was really
why she was so into sex, the sheer pleasure of cumming was so great for her
that she was in real danger of becoming sex obsessed.  I felt the ripples
begin as I massaged her clit and sweep outward, up her stomache and down
her legs. Karen covulsed and drew as much of Rob's dick into her as she
could possibly have fitted. In turn, Rob's dick began to swell and then his
nuts jumped as he moaned and spurted his sweet semen into her.

Just at that moment, Ian's swollen clock blew its load into me. I felt his
pumping stop as he pushed himself deep inside me, filling me with his
cum. I loved that feeling, the slipperiness of a man's dick pumping me
after he has deposited his semen. It is such a turn on for me that I was
not annoyed with him even after I told him that I wanted him to cum in my
mouth and he did not. My own orgasm started at the instant he stopped
pumping his dick into me, and my snatch milked his dick for all it was
worth. I was not overwhelmed by it as Karen was, but it was a very nice
orgasm indeed.

I watched Rob's dick subside, shrink as he pulled out of Karen and Ian did
a similar thing. They were both gasping for breath, but I was just getting
warmed up and I was certain Karen felt the same. I re-positioned myself,
again, so that Karen and I could put on a show for the men who just fucked
us. I lowered myself onto Karen's mouth and my tongue sought her mons. It
is not easy to lick someone's vagina in a sixty-nine position, but I was
sure going to try. Karen is taller than me and I found that I had trouble
just reaching her clit. Karen pushed and pulled me into a position that
suited her and I felt her tongue snaking over my clit and down into my
vagina, and all I could do was to wipe clean her mons. She held me tight
and all I could do was watch that sweet nectar ooze out of her cunt, until
I started using my fingers to scoop it up and lick them clean. It was a
sweet as it looked. Low acid fruit, like watermelon and leafy salads with
light dressings will produce sweet cum for a man, lovely taste.  I looked
up at Ian and said, "Can you get me Tiny Tim please, Ian."

Ian moved to a drwaer and reaching in, pulled out this little green
vibrator, Tiny Tim. I always keep it in that drawer as I never know when I
will want it. I call it Tiny Tim because it is a special vibrator. It is
small and thin, ideal for small vaginas, not that I have kissed or licked
too many small vaginas, but it will comfortably move around inside a large
one, but it is a special item for asses.

I love having Tiny Tim in my ass when my cunt is full of cock. I am not a
real fan of anal sex, but Tiny Tim is small enough to fit comfortably
inside my ass and set up a real pleasure trap for any man inside me. Ian
once told me that when Tiny Tim is vibrating away in my ass, the pleasure
he feels in his dick is overwhelming. I started gently fingering Karen's
pleasure button and with the other hand eased Tiny Tim into her vagina. I
waited until it was inside her before I switched him on, and when I did,
Karen jumped a bit. It was unexpected and the feel of this thing inside you
then starting to vibrate is one I just cannot describe. You really have to
experience it for yourself.

It was not long before I again felt the beginnings of an orgasm. My nerve
endings started to tingle strongly, the muscles in the soft folds of skin
around my snatch were gently pulsating to Karen's soft ministrations. The
feel of her tongue lapping my clit and labia, finding its way into my
vagina would soon make pleasure sweep through me. I kept up easing Tiny Tim
in and out of her, massaging her clit all while enjoying what she was doing
to me. Slowly my orgasm built, gently it took over my body. This was not a
hugely strong orgasm that make me thrash around, rather a mildly sweeping
thiong that crept up on me and washed over me as I pushed my cunt into her
face, demanding more of her tongue, forcing it into me. Eventually, the
spasms slowed and stopped, leaving me gasping. Damn, Karen is real good. I
slowly got my breath back and resumed what I was doing to her.

By now she had let me go and was responding to what I was doing. Leaving
Tiny Tim buried inside her, I moved down and began to lick her clit. The
vibrator moving in and out of her and my lapping of that hooded rosebud
soon had her moving, pumping her hips, wrapping her arms around my thighs,
squeezing them.  And she came, oh did she cum. Karen thrashed around almost
like she was having a strong convulsion, almost throwing me off her. Ian
and Rob watched appreciatively, both with strong boners again.

The afternoon wore away, "in pleasant congress" as the saying goes. We just
fucked ourselves silly and I suspect that, for Karen, it was not the first
time.

Karen

That massive dick of Rob's was inside me three times, and my Granpa Ian,
well I did not know a man his age could fuck like that. They were
unstoppable, each time Rob came, he seemed to cum lots. However, Granpa had
learned that if he did not cum, he could just keep going. Logical really,
and later that night, in bed, he told me that he could actually keep going
for ages if he did not cum. He was showing me, actually, because he was
fucking me, then he said he was getting close, so he replaced his cock with
his fingers, or his tongue and I just came and came, almost at his
demand. But that was later that night.

Eventually, Rob had enough, he had to go home. While he did do the fan in
the bedroom, he only received payment for the cost of materials, the fan,
the wires and that. All the rest of the cost he had in kind, fucking my
grandmother and me. No one complained about being short changed though, and
the fan works well. A good electrician, is Rob, and I am sure that Cele and
Ian will get him back again for something else they need doing.

It was getting late, Cele asked me to stay for supper. I asked if I could
stay the night, and she said, "You will have to ask your mother."

I called Inga and told her that I would be sleeping with Grandma and
Grandpa tonight. I could hear her eybrows rising, even over the phone.

"I am going to assume that that was not a slip of the tongue?"

"No, Mother, exactly as said."

"Well, OK, honey, but don't wear them out."

"I won't Mom, love you. Bye!"

"Bye, babe, love you too."

And I went into the dining room, and told them that it was OK, I could stay
the night.

Supper was dreamy, a quickly made meal from anything Cele found in the
refridgerator. We talked at the table, and I learned of "the family
curse". Cele gave me details that made me think that the whole thing was
real. She told me that she had never told Inga, nor Jeff. I did not say
much to that, and at that point, Inga came in, and the night became very
special indeed.