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   THE SLIPPERY SLOPE by Art Martin



   CHAPTER 2 SISTER-IN-LAWS (M/f, cons, M+/f,reluc)

   Jan had been home about twenty minutes when Anne knocked on the door. 
"Hi Anne!  Come in.  You're early.  Where are the kids?"

   "Still at the house, swimming and playing grab ass."

   "Grab ass?"

   "We need to talk.  You know I adore you and my brother and I adore my
sweet husband.  I love my kids more than life itself and I love your kids
as if they were my own.  I would never ever do anything to harm any of
you."

   Jan wrinkled her brow.  "What's the matter Anne?"

   "Where do I start?" Anne fidgeted around, searching for the right
opening words.  "For several months now, when I got home, the house smelled
of sex.  I suspected that the kids were messing around, but I decided that
it was just the boys whacking off in their room.  The sheets in their room
seemed to be always stained every afternoon.  Then Jim went on flextime and
he started going home early.  I was relieved and thought that might put a
stop to anything going on.  But it didn't.  The house still reeked of sex
in the afternoon and I was finding fresh pecker tracks on the comforter of
my bed."

   "What are you saying?"

   Anne sucked in her breath.  "Then today when I got home, Don was there."

   "That's right, he got off early today."

   "After Jim left for the baseball game, I went into my bedroom to change.
I could smell it.  Then I stepped barefoot in a big wet spot on the carpet.
It was semen.  There were other wet spots, on the carpet and on my bed. 
There was sticky goo in the boys' room." Jan needed no other information to
assess the enormity of the implications of what Anne was saying.

   "You've let this go on for a while Anne.  You apparently have some
misgivings but seem to be okay with what's been going on."

   "I love my husband dearly.  What could I say?  That Jim was having sex
with our daughters?  I wasn't at all positive that that's what was
happening."

   "Bullshit!"

   "I mean I never caught them in the act."

   "And Don?"

   "He was there today."

   "Oh!" After a reflective pause Jan added, "Well, I love my husband
too... God, men can be such stupid jerks."

   "You're taking this very calmly Jan.  I'm glad.  What are we going to
do?"

   "What can we do?  Turn them over to the cops?  Ruin everybody's lives? I
don't think so.  What's done is done."

   "I should've seen this coming.  For years Jim and I would fantasize that
we were in a threesome or a group fuck.  It seemed to intensify our sex."
Anne snickered, "You won't believe who our fantasy couple was."

   "Me and Don?"

   "Yeah, you and my brother.  Jim's had the hots for you for a long time
and me, I adore Don, he a cute, cuddly, hairy bear of a man.  If he wasn't
my brother, I'd..."

   "You and Don?  Me and Jim?"

   "Why not, you and I get after it whenever we can."

   "That's different."

   "Not really, Jan." Anne tenderly kissed her sister-in-law on the lips.
Jan returned the kiss and stroked Anne's breasts while Anne's hands
explored Jan's firm ass.  "I love my family."

   "Me too."

   "Secrets can destroy a relationship.  The guys have to know that we
know. We've got to make a decision.  Accept it or stop it.  I know I've
asked you this Jan, but when did you first start having sex?"

   Jan had never told the truth about it to anyone.  She had previously
told Anne that she had her cherry picked at thirteen, and that was true,
but she never went into the details.  Anne knew she was always holding
something back.  Jan was still hesitant.

   Anne's hand drifted up the back of her sister-in-law.  "I started having
sex when I just turned fourteen," began Anne.  "You've told me you started
when you were thirteen.  Our daughters are thirteen and fourteen.  Let me
tell something about myself.  When I just turned fourteen, I fell in love
with an older guy.  He was in high school.  He seemed so much more mature
than any of the dorks that were my age.  I met him walking home from school
one day.  He walked me home.  I thought he was the coolest guy in the
world. ]

   "Next day he walked me home again.  This time as we cut through the
woods, he led me off the trail to a small, secluded clearing.  He made love
to me and I lost my virginity.  I was madly in love.  Every afternoon he'd
walk me home and every afternoon we would screw up a storm.  I loved it!  I
wasn't on the pill yet and the only thing I asked of him was to use a
rubber so that I wouldn't get pregnant.  Most times he had a rubber,
sometimes he didn't.  I let him fuck me anyway, trusting that he wouldn't
shoot off inside me.

   "Doing it in the woods, however, was a little dangerous.  Don, being a
nosy little brother, started following us so we just started going straight
to his house.  He lived only a few blocks away with his father, his mother
had disappeared or something and so no one was ever home.  We'd fuck and
then I'd walk home alone.

   "The day before we were to move to Poplarville, I went over to his
house. He was waiting for me dressed only in a pair of striped boxers."



   "What the fuck took you so long?" he demanded, his irritation with her
delay evident in his voice.  "Where the hell have you been?"

   "I couldn't get away, Brad.  I had to finish packing.  I told Mom I had
to go tell Rita goodbye."

   "Good, she won't be looking for you," he said with a smirk.

   "Oh, Brad, I'm going to miss you Baby.  Hold me Brad.  Make love to me."

   "Sure Baby.  I'm going to miss fucking you too.  You're such a good
screw.  Seeing that this will be our last time together, I have a surprise
for you."

   "Really?  You're so sweet!  What is it?"

   "First I want you naked, so get the fuck out of those clothes!" Brad
began unbuttoning her blouse and soon had her stripped down for action.  He
dropped his boxer shorts and kicked them across the room.  He plopped down
on the sofa, wagging his soft cock at her.  "Okay slut, how about a blowjob
to get things started?"

   Anne loved sucking his cock as much as anything and she knelt down
before him.  She licked his soft cock and his balls.  He was semi-erect
when she sucked in the head of his dick between her lips, lavishly mouthing
it.

   "Hmmm, baby you suck cock soooo good!" He became rigidly hard and she
slid her lips over his stalk, taking his glans deep into her mouth, then
she slowly pulled up, dragging and flicking her tongue across the underside
of his dick.  She felt a hand slide across her bare ass.

   "Mmmmphh!" She started to pull up but Brad grabbed her by the hair and
held her in place.  Then she felt other hands, gliding across her exposed
buttocks, running up her crack, stroking her crotch and pussy.  She
couldn't see who was there, but caught the glimpse of several bare feet and
hairy legs to either side of her.  The adrenaline poured into her system.
She struggled to get free but he held in place by her hair with ease.

   "Here's your surprise slut," he said wickedly.  "I'm going to give you
something to remember me by...Okay boys, fuck her!"

   "Mmmmphh!  Mmmmphh!  Mmmmmmpppphhhhh!"

   "Shut the fuck up slut!  Remember, you're my little whore.  Now relax
and enjoy it.  Besides, you'll even get paid for it today.  Come on guys,
who's first?"

   "I got a jack!"

   "Fuck!  Five of diamonds.

   "I got the king of hearts!"

   "Nine of spades."

   "One eyed Jack!  I get sloppy seconds, you're third Tinker!"

   "Shit!"

   "Hot damned, I get her first.  Hmmm, she's not been fucked today has
she?"

   "Get on with it," growled Brad.  "Fuck her!"

   She saw a dollar bill hit the sofa next to Brad.

   "First I'll have me a little taste of her fresh pussy." Anne felt a
large hand take liberty with her sex, penetrating between the folds of her
labia.  A camera flashed and she heard the whir of the Polaroid.  "Man,
this slut's all wet and juicy already.  She's ready for a fucking!" He
removed his fingers.  "Mmmmmm!  Smells so sweet, tasty too." He drew his
finger down her slit again and then wiped it across her nose.  "Wanna smell
yourself baby?  Here guys take a wiff."

   "Hey, look, she's blushing!"

   "Oh man, great picture!"

   "Come on, get on with it."

   His middle and index finger penetrated her vagina and then he pressed
his thumb into her anus.  He gripped her perineum and then he shook her. 
Leaving his thumb up her ass, he pulled the other fingers from her pussy
and stroked her clit.

   As humiliated as she felt, the manual stimulation of her genitals had an
immediate effect and unwanted passion began rising in her.  She started
breathing hard.  He pulled his hand away from her crotch.  She wanted to
scream, 'Don't stop!' but was only able to mumble with Brad's dick down her
throat.  Then she felt him rake his dickhead up and down her slit and
across her asshole.  The camera flashed again.  She started to struggle
again but Brad held her firmly in place by her hair.  The strange cock head
shoved aside her outer lips and sank deep in her pussy.  Anne cried out in
despair, "Mmmmppphhh!" The raping cock sawed in and out of her pussy,
fucking her with the grace of a rutting hog.  Anne was mortified at being
raped, but her body soon betrayed her as the first of countless orgasms
swept over her.

   "God damn!  What a pussy!" said the rapist.  "Ahhhh!  Ahhhh!"

   At first she was only dimly aware of the warm liquid shooting into her
cunt, but she soon realized that he wasn't wearing a rubber and had just
cum inside her.  Panic set in again.  "Mmmmphh!  Mmmmphh! 
Mmmmmmpppphhhhh!" The first guy pulled out.

   Brad growled, "You like that slut?  There's more to come, so to speak."

   "I'm next!" Another dollar bill fell on the sofa.  She felt another dick
penetrate her and furiously pump away.  She tired to resist but she
couldn't help herself as she came again.  There was another flash of the
camera and then she felt another splash of hot jism flood her love tunnel.
One after the other they paid their dollar, fucked her and shot their loads
into her now continuously contracting cunt.

   After the fifth guy had pulled out Brad said, "Remember guys, you have
to fuck her with a rubber."

   "Rubbers?  Who said anything about rubbers?"

   "Oops!  Sorry slut, I forgot to tell them," Brad said with a chuckle. 
He pulled her head up and off his dick.  "Oh well, too late now.  Come on
babe, it's my turn." Brad grabbed the dollar bills lying on the couch and
let them flutter back down while mocking, "Hey lookie here whore.  You made
five bucks today!  I get mine free so get up and sit on my dick.  No, not
facing me, face them so they can see your tits!  Come on baby, I need to
get my rocks off too.  Oh, yeah.  Man you're loose today!  Slippery too!"

   Anne had her first look at her assailants.  The camera flashed.  She
didn't recognize a single one of them.  Two boys started sucking her
nipples as she fucked Brad.  The camera flashed preserving the moment for
posterity.  A third guy climbed onto the couch and shoved his uncut cock in
her face.  "Suck me whore!  Suck me good!  I'm the King of Hearts and I get
your ass first today!" The camera flashed.

   With her pussy contracting and squeezing his dick, Brad didn't last very
long before he ejaculated.  She felt his dick throb and felt the warm
liquid squirting deep into her womb.  "Oh, sorry Baby.  I came in your
pussy.  Oh well, too bad." Her despair was complete, and she began sobbing.
"What the fuck is your problem?"

   She pulled away from the strange dick in her mouth and sobbed, "You
didn't use a rubber!  I'll get pregnant."

   "That's your problem.  Now shut the fuck up!  Get down on the floor! 
That's right, like a dog!  Okay King, you're first.  One eyed Jack, you get
a blowjob." Anne found herself being picked up and deposited on the floor.
She was hardly down when the King's dick roughly shoved up her ass.

   "Please, easy!' she began.  "not so...mmmphh!" a cock cut her off.  The
camera flashed.  She resigned herself to the fact that she might have been
impregnated.  There was absolutely nothing she could do, these guys were
going to use her however they wanted and she had no say in the matter.  All
she could do was either suffer or relax and enjoy herself.  Relax as dick
after dick ravished her body.  Relax and fall headlong into an abyss of
sexual pleasure.  As a sexual experience, being gangbanged was certainly
intense.  Being gangbanged by complete strangers was something else again.
She realized that after today, she would never see any of the guys again,
so what the hell?

   She thought that they would all just fuck her one after the other in ass
before changing up.  But after King shot his wad up her ass, One Eyed Jack
wanted her pussy again.  He lay on the floor and ordered her to sit on his
dick and fuck him while he played with her big tits.  Her pussy was burning
with the need to be filled and she wasted no time plunging down on his cock
fucking him with wild abandon, driving her swollen clit down into his wiry
pubic mound each time she drove his cock deep into her vagina.

   The camera flashed.  After that moment she was swept away in a tidal
wave of shameless lust, a willing participant in her own degradation,
unrestrained by any inhibition or sense of morality.  Low Jack pushed her
forward and took her in the ass as One Eyed Jack continued to pummel her
pussy.  Exaltation swept through her as she was double fucked for the very
first time.  Again the camera flashed.

   After the Jacks were spent and had dismounted her she tried to crawl
across the floor to suck on Brad's dick, which he was waving at her like a
dog toy.  The camera flashed.  She didn't get far before 'Nine' skewered
her behind again.  The camera flashed.  He rolled her over, with him on the
bottom and her on top, face up, legs splayed apart for 'Five' who ran his
dick into her spasmodic pussy.  The camera flashed.  'Nine' didn't have to
thrust at all.  Through the thin membrane of her rectum he could feel
'Five's' dick thrusting in and out, all the while rubbing the sensitive
underside of his dick.  He just lay there, only occasionally thrusting and
allowed his buddy to jack him off while buried in her ass.

   "What the hell's going on here!" a loud gruff voice boomed.  Five
stopped thrusting and froze.  Anne tilted her head back.  There were two
older men, wearing dirty overalls and hardhats, fresh from a hard day's
work.

   "Hi Dad!" said Brad.  "We got a little slut over here today.  She'll
fuck you for a dollar."

   "Who the hell is this?"

   "A slut I've been fucking everyday for nearly six months.  She's moving
to Poplarville tomorrow and we're having a going away party for her."

   "A dollar?"

   "One dollar.  You can fuck her how ever and as long as you want.  It
doesn't even need to be a new bill.  An old sweaty one will do just fine."

   The two older men looked at each other.  They gazed down at her with
unconcealed sexual hunger.  The second man reached for his wallet and
pulled out two bills.  "My treat Harry."

   The fucking went on for hours.  Finally at nearly 10 PM, Brad's dad ran
everyone out of the house, as he had to get some sleep.  Anne dressed and
Brad showed her to the door.  "Oh, here's your seven bucks.  You earned
it." He shut the door.

   Ann was so sore that she was barely able to walk back home.  The semen
of seven men, leaked from her cunt and asshole.  She felt ashamed because
she enjoyed it so much.  At the same time her gut tied in a knot, knowing
that the sperm of all seven men were swimming upstream in search of an egg.
She vomited.

   Dragging herself into the nearly vacant house that had been her home
since she was a baby, her annoyed mother began to scold her for staying out
so late.  Her mother stopped in mid sentence as the odor of sex filled her
nostrils.  "Oh, my god!  You little tramp!  Get in there and take a bath
before your father sees you!"

   Anne finished her story.  "The next few months were a living hell, Jan.
Mom put me on the pill immediately, not that it did any good.  I missed my
period.  I was sick with worry.  I couldn't face my family.  When my father
demanded, "Who is the father?", what was I supposed to say?  I didn't know
who was the father.  If I said Brad and the paternity test proved
otherwise, what would I do?  Fortunately I miscarried before anyone knew
anything, including Mom.  I didn't have sex with a man for years afterward.

   "Point is I enjoyed the sex, I loved it, I craved it.  I was in love, or
so I thought, and I thought he loved me.  In reality he used me like a dog.
When he was finished with me he cast me aside like a dirty rag.  That
wasn't love, it was pure lust.  Our daughters are fucking our sons and
husbands.  That is surely driven by an unbridled lust, but I have no doubt
that true love is there also.  I'm sure that none of our boys would harm
the girls.  Have sex yes, but use them the way I was used, no, not ever. 
If my girl is going to have sex, and she is, I can't stop her.  I'd just as
soon that she do it with someone who truly loves her unconditionally like
her father, her uncle and her brothers and cousin."

   "I see," said Jan.

   "Because of that experience, I only had sex with girls until my senior
year in high school.  I was on the pill but I didn't want to take any
chances.  Then one of my girl friend's brothers caught us in bed.  We had
three-way sex.  He was very gentle and he relit the fires of my passion for
men.  Turned out she had been screwing her two brothers for years.  It was
obvious that they cared very deeply for each other."

   "What about her other brother?"

   "I fucked him too without hesitation.  They were great friends and
lovers!"

   "So your point is...."

   "I don't think incest is necessarily all that bad of a thing.  As long
as it's consensual and the girls are protected from unwanted pregnancies,
what's the harm?"

   "Is that why you fantasize having sex with your brother?"

   "You think I'm terrible.  Oh my god!"

   "No, no, no!  I'm just...surprised by all this."

   "You do, you think I'm terrible."

   "No, Anne!  Let me tell you a little story that I've never told to
anyone, especially Don.  Don't you ever repeat any of this."

   "You can trust me."

   "I know, Anne, I do trust you.  I love you, Jim, the kids and especially
Don.  You know how delicate men are and this might hurt him."

   "Jesus Sis, what did you do?"

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