Threeway Calling
my first story… enjoy!
INTRODUCTION: My apologies for all the errors. I hadnât actually meant to post it when I did. I was still editing when I accidentally posted it. I have been having some computer difficulties. I thank almost everyone for their comments (The exception being the people using stories to post comments looking for chicks? Really! Does that even work??) I am almost done with Chapter 2 (which has some nice twists in it that I hope you’ll like) but stopped to clean up Chapter 1 a little and repost it. I hope that this one is easier to read. Thanks again to all who read and those who commented.
THE SWITCH – CHAPTER ONE
Jessica sat in her room, knuckles white from squeezing the crap out of the small statue she held in her hand. It was the only thing she received from her grandmotherâs estate. In fact, it was the only thing she had ever gotten from her momâs side of the family at all. She barely remembered her grandmother and yet she had made it a point that this little Tiki looking statue go to her granddaughter. It fit perfectly in her hand and she would squeeze it when she got angry. Somehow she always seemed to feel better afterwards. She was so mad at Ryan, her step brother, that she wanted to scream. Their Parents (Jessicaâs Father & Ryanâs Mother) were celebrating their one year anniversary and taking a long four day weekend at a vineyard in Northern California, leaving the two of them alone. Their parents left Ryan in charge even though Jessica was two months older, Ryan was the âResponsible Oneâ they said. More like a boring, ass-kissing, frucking Boy Scout oOne, if you asked her. She knew it was a school night and there was no going out on school nights. Those were the rules. No exceptions! Seriously though! Who would know? Their parents were gone and if he didnât say anything, no one would be the wiser.
Ryan, the little goody-two-shoes, said he would tell if she went out. God! she hated living here. Jessica loved the house. I mean whatâs not to love right! The house was huge, swimming pool, game room, home theatre! Great neighborhood! It was the people she couldnât stand. Her Dad marrying âthat womanâ. She seemed nice enough and was very pretty. She had a good Job as a Nurse. She wasnât actually mean but, she never let Jessica get away with anything. It was just that Jessica was used to her previous life, where she was allowed to do what ever she wanted for the most part. Her dad had to work long ours to support them. When he was home, Jessica was âDaddyâs Little Girlâ and could do no wrong. Even if she did get into trouble, it was never anything that a smile and some dimples couldnât get her out of. She had him wrapped around her little finger.
Donât even mention having to move to a different school and make new friends. It took her all year to find and infiltrate the âA listâ at her new school. Now to be told she could go out with her friends? Jessica was fit to be tied! She had watched enough CSI shows to know sheâd never get away with killing him. They always get caught and with her olive complexion she would look horrible in one of the orange jump suits. She had to figure out something. She had tried everything. She even went as far as offering to set him up with one of her girlfriends. He said no! Seriously, her and her friends were easily four of the hottest girls in school and he said no. She figured he must be gay! There could be no other explanation! Jessica figured she would wait till after dinner and then she would try one more time to convince Ryan to let her go out with her friends.
Ryan was in the kitchen making dinner and muttering to himself. âWhat a selfish, self centered Bitch! She had no respect for their parents or this house.â The only reason they had the house in the first place was because of the lawsuit from the wrongful death of Ryanâs dad. He was a fireman and when his station responded to a structural fire at a local manufacturing plant, they had no idea that the company had not been disposing of their waste chemicals but merely stockpiling them in the basement until business picked up and they could resume having their waste disposed of properly. No one expected the fire and the fire department had no idea the amount of combustibles that were under them when they entered the building. They place went up like a roman candle taking the lives of two fireman in the process. Ryanâs father was one of them. He would gladly trade everything to have his father back. Even if for only one day.
Jessicaâs mother ran off when she was just a baby. Apparently, she was a party girl and felt she was too young when she got pregnant with Jessica, So, she left her with her dad and was never heard from again. Ryan was almost 11 when his father died, It was the day before his 11th birthday, Ryan felt sorry for Jessica at times for not having a mother, but that was no excuse for treating her mother like the hired help in her own house.
Ryan had a good, strong relationship with his mother. He talked to her about everything. He had learned that if he did his chores without being told, got good grades, obeyed his mother rules without argument that he was had earned her trust. Ryan was no Boy Scout mind you! Ok! Well technically he was a Boy Scout, when he was younger. But he had also earned a few new merit badges for partying, carousing and just plain old mischief that they never had in the scouts. As long as he told his mother that he was going to a party, and if there was drinking, he had no curfew so he wouldnât be tempted to drink and drive. He could also call his mother if he needed a ride. Any time of the night from anywhere and he would never be in trouble. Jessica used manipulation and deceit to get what she wanted and mom would catch her in her lies.
When dinner was ready, Ryan called up to Jessica and began to place the food on the table. When Ryan was younger he and his mom used to cook together when she was home. Sometimes they would spend all day cooking so that way they always had food ready for the rest of the week and as he got older they would take turns cooking. Each of them trying to surprise the other with some new or exotic culinary dish. Tonight he made a nice salad with walnuts and dried cranberries followed by the main course of angel hair pasta with garlic shrimp, tomatoes and zucchini with garlic bread. Nothing too fancy but it was one of Jessicaâs favorites! Ok! Maybe he was hoping that this would ease some of the tension from earlier.
Jessica finished washing up and came down stairs for dinner. She immediately noticed that that Ryan had made one of her favorites. She gave a little huff to herself but apparently it was loud enough for Ryan to hear because he raised one eyebrow to her as she sat down. She was still plenty mad at him and wasnât about to give him the satisfaction of thinking that his pathetic attempt at a peace offering was going to work on her. Jessica finished first, rinsed hear plate and placed it in the dishwasher without a word and headed up stairs to her room. Ryan heard her door slam shut.
Ryan had just finished wiping down the table and started the dishwasher when Jessica appeared and judging from her attire she was planning on going out whether she got in trouble or not. Ryan didnât say a word. He just removed the dish towel from his shoulder and hung it up, walked passed her without so much as looking at her, and turned on the TV. You could feel the tension radiating from every pore of Jessicaâs body. Her face became calm and she looked at Ryan with that air of superiority look that he had seen many times before at school, from her and her little âclickâ of friends, that they would direct at other students and lately she would direct it towards his mother. Jessicaâs voice matched her glare to a tee. Obviously something she spent countless hours perfecting. âI am leavingâ was all she said. That crap didnât work with Ryan. He wasnât about to take the bait. Jessica grabbed the door knob and was about to turn it to leave, when she stopped. She glared at him and spoke again. Arenât you going to stop me or say anything? Ryan just looked at her calmly and said: âNope! Itâs your choice. Iâm not your father and you are aware of the consequencesâ and just resumed his channel surfing.
Jessica reached into her pocket, squeezing her statue as the anger bubble up inside her. She opened her mouth and blurted the first thing that came to mind. You know, things were better before you and your mom came into our lives! That was it! The last straw! Ryan had had enough! He hated to loose his cool like this. To him anger was emotion over intelligence and usually he was smarter than to allow himself to be pulled down to her level. Please donât let me stop you from leaving! He shouted to her! Thatâs when all hell broke loose. Both of them shouting at each other and Jessica dropping the âFâ bomb like every third word out of her mouth. As the yelling escalated, the tighter Jessica squeezed the statue in her pocket! The tighter she would squeeze it, the hotter it got, which only help to fuel her own anger. It got to the point were both of them were screaming at the top their lungs at each other, faces beat red with fists clenched tightly. It seemed to go on endlessly, even though it was only for a couple of minutes. Just when their anger seemed to peak, they both seemed to finish their tirade with the exact same sentence! âI wish for once you could see things from my perspective â As soon as the words left Jessicaâs mouth the statue felt as if it was on fire! She released it immediately and it fell to the floor. As it struck the floor, the power went out in the entire house which was immediately followed by a blinding flash of light. Both Ryan and Jessica were knocked off their feet and then everything went darkâŚâŚâŚ..
Ryan woke up feeling as though heâd been hit by a train. All the electricity in the house was out so, he had no idea how long he was unconscious, He shook his head trying to get the cobwebs out. Between the pain and the stars he was seeing, he found it difficult to get his bearings. He tried to make his way to the basement. and got turned around a few times and had to double back. Finally, he found the fuse box, ALL the breakers were triggered. So, one by one, he started to reset each breaker. When he finally flipped the last one he heard a scream from upstairs. Ryan panicked and broke out in a run. The scream he heard did not sound like Jessica. Which could only mean that there was someone else in the house? Ryan bounded up the stairs, down the hall and abruptly came to a halt in the Living Room. There would have been nothing that could have compared the shocked look upon his face with the sole exception of the shocked look on the person that now stood before him. Which was himself!!
Jessica woke up when the TV came on. She had one hell of a headache. She felt like she had a hangover with the memory of the good time. She placed her hand on the fireplace to steady herself as she tried to stand. She put her other hand on the mantle and pulled herself upright. The clocks were all flashing so she had no idea how long she was out. Jessica turned to look at herself in the mirror, then looked behind her and then back at the mirror and screamed. She then pinched herself and slapped her own face, trying to wake herself up. She heard the crash of a door followed by running footsteps down the hall. She turned to face the hall that the footsteps were emanating from, and thatâs when she went from shock to horror. As she saw herself round the corner and come skidding to a stop directly before her. Doppelganger was the last though Jessica had before passing out.
Ryan glanced at the mirror and saw Jessicaâs reflection and not his own right before he saw himself falling and possibly hitting the fireplace, without thinking he sprung forward in an attempt to catch himself before he fell. He got there in time but neglected to take into account that Jessicaâs body was not strong enough to lift his own and they both fell backwards onto the carpet. Ryan tried to move himself onto the couch, mumbling to himself the whole time that either Jessica needed to workout more or he needed to lose weight. Trying to move his 6â2â 205 lb. frame with Jessica 5â6â and maybe 115 lb. body was a bitch!
Ryan went into the bathroom grabbed a wash cloth and dampened it. He went into the medicine cabinet and took out the aspirin. He grabbed two for Jessica and two for himself, which he took immediately, He also got some smelling salts,
Ryan went back down stairs and placed the wash cloth on Jessicaâs head, which was actually his head and he did it with his hands which were really Jessicaâs!!! This is just way to freaky he thought to himself. I should be wigging out right now or at least passed out next to Jessica, or myself or whatever. Ryan went through most or the house and set the clocks to the correct time and then went back to check on Jessica.
On his way back he stepped on something! Dam that hurt, he thought to himself while rubbing his foot. Wow, Jessica skin is really soft! Ryanâs feet were pretty rough compared to Jessicaâs. Being from Southern California he spent a lot of time outside and at the beach, surfing or playing volleyball where you canât help but get thick skinned. Ryan reached down and retrieved the item from the floor. It was about 3â long and maybe ž in diameter little statue that kind of reminded him of the ones he read about on Easter Island. Funny he had never seen it before so he placed it on the end table to avoid stepping on it again. Jessica was still out so he broke open the smelling salts and waved it under her/his nose.
Jessica nearly jumped out of her skin when she inhaled the ammonia smell. The first words out of her mouth were, of course, âWhat the fuck is going on here?â Jessica was getting more panicked with each passing moment. Ryan, unsure of what to say at this moment, saw the tears welling in her eyes, actually, it was his eyes and he was having a difficult time himself not freaking out. He made a mental note to himself to make sure he didnât cry in front of anyone. He was hoping that it was just Jessicaâs mannerism on his body that made him kind of wimpy. Not a good look for him. Ryan pulled Jessica into him, hugging her and rocking her while gently caressing her head. Ryan pulled a tissue off the end table and handed it to Jessica who took it and started dabbing her eyes with it. As her sobs slowed she said âI must look like a raccoonâ and blew here nose. Ryan just said âshe looked handsome and that luckily he wasnât wearing mascara today.â Jessica gave him a light smack on his shoulder; Ryan could actually feel her smiling.
After about ten minutes, Ryan suggested that they get some sleep, it was almost 1:30 in the morning and they had school tomorrow. They were both physically and emotionally exhausted. Jessica tried to argue with him but she lacked the strength and conviction to put up much of a fight. As they walked up stairs, it suddenly occurred to Jessica to ask about the sleeping arrangements. Ryan thought about it for a few moments then suggested that he sleep in her room and she sleep in his. That way if we wake up in our own beds then we would know if we switched back. If not, then nothings changed and we can try to figure out what happened and why with clearer heads. âI donât know about youâ Ryan said. âBut I still have a headache.â Jessica nodded in agreement as Ryan helped her to his room. He pulled out a pair of athletic shorts and a large soft t-shirt for her to sleep in, Ryan said goodnight and left his room and headed for Jessicaâs room.
Jessica was too tired to even think about what happen today. She could barely keep her eyes open. She just stripped off her clothes put on the shorts and shirt Ryan had set out for her and flopped on the bed without even shutting off the light. She had only one fleeting thought as she got comfortable, Boy this bed is comfortable. She would have to sweet talk her Dad into getting her one of these, and then she was asleep.
Ryan walked into Jessicaâs room and flipped on the light. Holy Crap! He muttered out loud to himself. The Room was a mess. I appeared that Jessica had tried on several outfits before deciding on the one what he now had on. Each previously outfit that was deemed unworthy was discarded hap-hazzardly on the floor. Ryan was in no mood to deal with this right now so he just flipped off the light and started peeling off clothes. He figured he would just go âcommandoâ, which he usually did in the summer anyway. Everything was fine until he tried to take off the bra. Now itâs one thing to take a girls bra off of her when you were making out. He had done it many times before. Taking one off you was proving to be much more difficult and dangerous than he expected, He fell over twice trying to reach up behind himself with his hand while twisting his upper body. Fed up, Ryan walked across the hall to ask Jessica for help seeing that the light was still on. Jessica? Could youâŚ.â was all he got out. He saw himself passed out on the bed. He went over and covered her with a blanket and turned off the light. Ryan, frustrated at this point just pulled the shoulder straps off and slid the bra over his hips and he grabbed the underwear as he passed in one swoop and tossed then on the floor with the rest of the clothes. He crawled into bed and lay on his back and closed his eyes.
After the bra debauchery, Ryan found his mind wandering. The implications of what happened were just known beginning to sink in. He tried to recall all the movies he had seen where they traded bodies. Most were stupid and very unbelievable! Although Ryan had to admit that he found them quite believable now!! There had to be at least a dozen of them. Most with father and sons or motherâs and daughterâs changing places He recalled that one with Rob Snyder, although the title escaped him. He was 15 when he saw it then and remembered thinking what he would do in that situation. Ryan had always fantasized about what it would be like to be a girl, to be able to have multiple orgasms! When he was 15 it was not uncommon for him the Jack-off 3-4 times a day! If he couldâve had multiple orgasms back then, he doubted he would have ever left his room. EVER!! Now he had more self control than when he was 15 but his fantasy was just as alluring as ever. Even more so now that something, which was so far out of the realm of possibilities, was now at his very finger tips.
Ryan was literally shaking just thinking about touching Jessicaâs body, which he now occupied. To feel what a woman feels! He was actually starting to freak himself out. Ryan had only though about Jessicaâs body and her looks once and that was the first time he met her almost 2 years ago. She was Hot! But once he found out what a stuck-up brat she was, it turned him off completely! It wasnât until that moment that he truly understood what the phrase âbeauty is only skin deepâ meant. Ryan based all his views of women on his observations of his mother. Charlotte, his mother, was a beautiful woman both inside and out. Ryan just assumed that beauty was created inside a person and radiated outward. That beauty was a reflection of the type of person they were, which made everything they did seem beautiful. A balanced of beauty, grace and harmony within oneâs self. That was the main reason why Ryan rarely ever dated. He had yet to find someone with that balance that he was looking for. There were girls that he was friends with that had inner beauty but saw themselves as flawed or unattractive, it was their own insecurities that made them less attractive. Not their perceived outward appearance.
Ryan calmed himself and slowly lowered his hands to her breasts. His own excitement and anticipation was causing sensory overload. For no sooner had his fingertips touch her nipples that her body shuddered with what he could only assume was his first orgasm. He couldnât decide which he was enjoying more? Was it the feel of her nipples between his fingertips or the feel of his soft fingers playing with her nipples? He released her nipple from his left hand and trailed is fingers down between her breasts, down over her stomach. He was panting softly as he stopped just above her mound. She had her pubic hair trimmed short in a long narrow landing strip. His toes were curling with anticipation. Ryan took his middle finger and placed at the very bottom of her slit and pushed in ever so gentry. As soon as he did that, he felt a small trickle of fluid run down between his cheeks. âOh My God!â Ryan gasped. With all the new sensations he was having, he hadnât realized that he was soaking wet. He brought his finger to his lips and he tasted himself. It tasted sweet with a slight tang to it. He had performed oral sex before; in fact he quite enjoyed it. There was nothing like the feeling he got from giving a girl multiple orgasms. Like snow flakes, no two tasted alike.
Ryan move his finger back to the bottom of her labia and gently eased up her slit. His right hand still gently tweaking and pinching her right nipple. As his finger drew nearer to her clit, Ryan used a little more pressure sinking in a little farther and gave a slight flick to her clit as his finger slid over it. That was all it took. His hips raised up instinctively causing even more pressure. His body convulsed and shook uncontrollably as he felt like he was being electrocuted with pure pleasure. It wasnât until now that he realized he had been holding his breath in anticipation. Between his lungs gasping for air and his body still twitching from the orgasm, he felt as though he might pass out. Ryan just lay their catching his breath.
Holly Shit! He thought to himself, this was better than he had ever imagined and he hoped he was just getting started. Ryan definitely wanted to figure out what had caused this bizarre phenomenon but, all sense of urgency was gone. He definitely needed time to explore this further. There was a large wet spot beneath him but, he didnât care. He just rolled over to one side and closed his eyes and actually fell asleep smiling.
To be ContinuedâŚâŚâŚâŚ
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As Angela and her compaions cross the orc lands, Faoril grapples with her newly awakened feelings for Thrak. But behind them, the dark warlock Fireeyes follows, gathering the dead slain in the party’s wake.
As I pulled into the driveway of our home in the foothills of Californiaâs Sierra Madres, I could see that something was going on. The sun had dipped behind the hills, and the last vestiges of soft summer twilight were just enough to reveal my wife standing at the side of our house, peering into the window of my youngest daughterâs bedroom. Yep, something going on alright!
We live in the country on 36 acres, in a large comfortable home set back off the road far enough to ensure privacy. Our nearest neighbors are almost two miles down the road. We love the freedom of being able to do whatever we want, whenever we want, far away from the nosiness of others.
My wife, Dianna, is a lovely thirty-five year old mother of three. She is tall, leggy and lean, with naturally auburn hair and small, firm breasts, capped with the most lovely pink nipples Iâve ever seen. People are often surprised that she has borne children at all, let alone three. But Dianna has spent ample time at the gym making sure that her body is in peak condition.
Our children, Cindy, age 14, Rob, age 12 and Mindy, age 11 are typical California adolescents. They play soccer in the local city league and have many friends in their age group around the small town near our home, but they are home-schooled. Dianna has a degree in elementary education and is a fabulous teacher. All three kids have immense IQâs and are working well beyond their grade levels. I suspected that what was going on tonight was another âlabâ session for the sex education portion of their curriculum.
Dianna and I have always been very liberated sexually. We met in college and knew immediately that we were made for each other. We explored sexuality like the most intrepid of pioneers: every position in the Kama Sutra, oral, anal, spanking, other boys and girls, groups, even Diannaâs Pomeranian, with a long tongue that drove her crazy with lust. There was nothing pleasurable that was off-limits. We took that same openness into our marriage and bought our country home early on to facilitate our freedom of sexual lifestyle.
Our children have regularly seen both my wife and me naked, not only when they were little, but to this day. They each are comfortable with their own bodies and think nothing of being naked in front of Dianna and me or each other. We have encouraged them to masturbate whenever and wherever they wish within the confines of our home, whenever no guests are present, and to engage in examining each other, âplaying doctorâ. There is no guilt or shame of any kind in their sexual play. They also are totally aware of the judgments of others and are committed to keeping our lifestyle choices private, within the confines of our family. They are extremely loyal to us as their parents and to each other.
Now that they are adolescents, Dianna has been teaching them the details of sexuality, not only functionally and technically, but in all of the ways that men and women can pleasure themselves and each other. They are given âhomeworkâ, which consists of reading, watching videos and conducting âlab experimentsâ where they practice the things they are learning from the books and DVDs. They have also watched Dianna and me make love to each other in almost every way imaginable. All three become extremely aroused as they watch us. They masturbate themselves and sometimes each other. Dianna especially enjoys it when she looks over and sees our daughters fondling and rubbing themselves and each other. I like to watch my daughters rubbing my sonâs penis until he squirts.
When Dianna gives the kids a lab assignment in sexual education, she usually does not join them, allowing them the space to act and react freely, but she frequently acts as an outside observer and watches through the windows. In class the next day, she will critique and instruct regarding her observations.
As I got out of the car and walked up the sidewalk at the side of the house, I could see that Dianna was dressed, as usual in brief cutoff jeans and a blouse with no bra, which was usually tied above her midriff, but tonight was unbuttoned. Her feet were bare. She was, as yet, oblivious to my presence, her attention fully focused on what was going on in my daughterâs bedroom. I could see that she was fondling her bare breasts with one hand. The other was busy inside the front of her jeans.
As I approached from behind, I put my arms around her and kissed the back of her neck. She jumped slightly in reaction to my unexpected and sudden appearance, but immediately relaxed into my embrace, resting the back of her head on my shoulder.
âHomework?â I asked softly.
âOral sex lab,â she responded. âI think theyâre getting the hang of it!â
She moved my hands from her waist up to her soft breasts. It was a warm night, and I could feel a light sheen of perspiration as I cupped her titties in my hands. My thumbs grazed her nipples, which were already as hard as two little pebbles. As I fondled her, she pushed her right hand into the front of her cutoffs again and started playing with herself, producing a wet, squishy sound. Her left hand reached back to fondle my cock, which was already erect.
My dick got even harder as my gaze was drawn to the window and saw what was occurring in the bedroom. My son was sprawled, naked, on Mindyâs bed. My youngest daughterâs pink tongue was licking in circles around the head of Robâs penis. She was also completely naked and was up on the bed with him on her knees, bent forward to lick him. Her legs were spread apart and her hairless, pink pussy and anus were in full view. Her breasts, just starting to develop, featured pale pink nipples, which were now slightly distended. Our 14-year old, Cindy, was also there, still dressed in shorts and a halter top. She was standing by the bed giving instructions to her sister. Through the partially open window, we could hear every word:
âLick the sides like an ice cream cone.â âLick the very tip of it real slow.â âPut just the tip of it in your mouth and lick circles around it.â âPut as much of it in your mouth as you can.â âMove your mouth up and down on it.â âLick his little nuts for him.â âPut one of his balls in your mouth and suck on it really easy.â
Mindy followed each instruction to the letter. Watching my son getting a blow job as I fondled my wifeâs little titties and she stroked my cock was so tremendously erotic! Suddenly my wife stiffened and her body began to tremble as she had an orgasm. I knew that would only be the first of many this evening, and as if to confirm this, Diannaâs hand continued moving beneath her cutoffs and quickly triggered a second climax..
As we continued to watch, Dianna stopped rubbing herself and removed her blouse and cutoffs. I undressed as well, and we returned to our original position with me standing behind her. She resumed her fondling of my now naked penis and I played with her breasts with one hand, while the other took over rubbing her wet pussy, which she keeps shaved as bald and soft as our daughter Mindyâs is naturally. We continued to play and watch for about a half hour.
As we watched, I became aware that a rather mean game was being played in the bedroom. Cindy issued instructions to Mindy, who did exactly as she was told. Mindy was now sliding her hand up and down the lower part of Robâs shaft at the same time she was moving her mouth up and down the top half. Rob was obviously ready to come, his hips moving, fucking his little sisterâs hand and mouth, his eyes closed and his face scrunched up in ecstasy. But his climax was not to be.
âStop!â Cindy exclaimed. Mindy, ever the good little student, complied immediately. Robâs hips continued to gyrate, but his sisterâs hand and mouth were suddenly gone.
âWhy did you stop, Mindy? I was just about to pop,â Rob groaned.
âCause Cindy said so,â my youngest replied.
âAw, câmon, give me a break, finish me up,â Rob pleaded.
âNot till you agree to do all of our chores for a week,â Cindy demanded.
âNo way!â Rob protested. âCâmon, Mindy, PLEASE!!!
âGo ahead and do what you were doing,â Cindy ordered smugly.
Mindyâs hand and mouth resumed their erotic task and Rob quickly built toward his orgasm again, only to have his older sister call a halt just at the critical moment.
Rob protested loudly again and Cindy responded, âI told you before that if you want what you want, you have to give us what we wantâŚchores for a week!â
âOK, OK, Iâll do your chores! Just let Mindy finish me off now!â
âTell ya what, little brother,â Cindy said, now firmly in control, âdo our chores for TWO weeks and Iâll let you come right in Mindyâs mouth, right on her little pink tongue.â
âOK, OK, whatever!â Rob agreed, âI just want to come!â
Outside, Dianna murmured, âOur daughter can be such a little bitch! I think she needs and deserves a good lesson about not using sex to tease and extort!â
âI agree,â I said and we both headed inside where we put a prompt halt to the proceedings. Mindy and Rob both sat up on the bed, surprised to see us there.
Cindy, equally taken aback, stepped away from the bed to the corner of the room.
Dianna said to Cindy, âYou know, Cindy, sex is a wonderful thing and can produce much pleasure, intimacy and love, but it also is extremely powerful. It is vital that you learn never to misuse it to mistreat or extort or blackmail anyone! We have decided to teach you a lesson you will not forget.â
She turned to Mindy, âAnd you, young lady, need a lesson too! You willingly participated with your sister in trying to get Rob to do your chores. So what Iâve decided to do, if your father agrees, is to let Rob administer your punishment, since he is the one you both mistreated. Your father and I will supervise, but Rob will deal with you.â
Dianna looked at me questioningly and I nodded my agreement.
Now my wife addressed our son, âRob, what do you think we should do with these two mean sisters of yours?â
âWell, I guess they could do MY chores for two weeks,â Rob responded with a grin.
âGood!â Dianna exclaimed, but I think that lets them off too easily! Do you mind if I make some suggestions?â
âSure, go ahead,â Rob agreed readily.
Dianna turned back to our two daughters. âWell, Mindy is all ready for whatâs next,â she said, âbut you need to get those clothes off right now, Cindy!â
Somewhat abashed, Cindy complied and began to remove her clothing until she was fully undressed, as were the rest of the family. I sat down on a chair in the corner to observe as Dianna began to direct the children.
âYou two girls get right up here on your knees on the foot of the bed facing toward the head. Thatâs right. Now just keep your butts up in the air and rest your head and your boobies on the bed. Good! Do you need pillows for your heads?â
Now the girls were arranged so that sitting in the chair at the foot of the bed, I could see my daughtersâ charms laid open and bare before me. Cindy, the oldest, is a bit darker-complected than Mindy, taking more after me than Dianna. She has perky breasts with darker colored areolas, and her pussy is a gorgeous coral color, framed by a sprinkling of brunette fuzz. Her bottom hole is the same rich color as her puss.
âOK, Rob,â my wife began, âI think we should start with an inspection of the premises! Why donât you give Cindyâs pussy a little tickle and Iâll do Mindyâs.â
Rob grinned and immediately pulled the lips of his big sisterâs pussy apart and began to gaze intently at it. Even with all the playing they had done, he had never had Cindy in as vulnerable a position or as exposed to his view as she was now. Cindy looked back between her legs as her brother spread her open wide and I could see that her face was crimson, whether with desire or embarrassment I couldnât tell. But her sweet little muffin DID tell the tale as a drop of clear liquid oozed slowly out of her open hole and ran down the lips of her pussy toward her clit.
Rob captured the moist, tiny jewel on the fingertip of one hand and began to gently rub it up and down the slit of his sisterâs pussy. This produced a quiet moan from Cindy almost immediately. The moist fingertip lost no time in contacting Cindyâs clit and rubbing in circles, as he had been taught in class. The increasing wetness dripping from her pussy was evident, and Rob inserted the middle finger of his other hand into the hole and began moving it in and out as he continued to manipulate her clit.
Dianna, who was busily delving into Mindyâs wet puss, looked over and said, âDonât make her come yet! She doesnât deserve it! In fact, watch me!â
My wife scooped some wetness from Mindyâs pussy with her finger and spread it on Mindyâs asshole. Then she rubbed the exposed anus with her fingertip and then pressed her index finger into her daughterâs asshole and began to fingerfuck her ass. Mindy yelped at the first intrusion, but then allowed her mother to continue her digital invasion at will.
On the other side of the bed, my son, who is a quick learner, had his finger deep in his older sisterâs asshole and seemed to be making circles with his finger inside her rectum. Cindy appeared to be enjoying the process immensely, if the juice seeping from her pussy was any indication.
After several minutes, my wife suggested that she and Rob trade places and she moved over to insert her middle finger up her eldest daughterâs bottom, while our son began his fingering of Mindyâs upturned, pink little asshole.
After several more minutes passed, with only the slurpy sounds of fingers moving in wet assholes, Dianna moved on the next portion of the lesson.
âDo you remember, Rob, when I was mean to your dad one time, we let you kids watch while we played slap and tickle, so Iâd remember to be nicer?â
âUmmm, it would be pretty hard to forget that, Mom!â Rob exclaimed.
âWell, I think your sisters both need the same lessonâŚand I think they should do each other while we tell them what to do!â
âOK, works for me,â Rob said, feigning indifference. I could tell he was thinking Oh, Boy!
âOK, Mindy,â Dianna ordered. âYou stay right where you are, and Cindy, you get up. Youâre going to be the first giver. Your sister will be the receiver. Remember, youâll change places later!â
âFingers or tongues, Rob?â I remembered that I had used my tongue on Dianna as the kids had watched.
âTongues,â Rob decided.
âOK, tell your sister what she must do,â Dianna directed.
âLick her asshole, Cindy!â Rob ordered. For a moment, I wasnât sure my daughter was going to comply, but then she sighed and knelt behind Mindy on the bed, he knees between Mindyâs legs, lowered her mouth to Mindyâs bottom and began to lap at her little sisterâs anus. Rob and I began to rub our penises as we watched, and Diannaâs hand was, once again, busy between her own legs.
Rob issued another instruction: âPut your tongue as far up inside her bottom as it will go.â
No hesitation this time. Cindy, who was already running her tongue around the outside of Mindyâs asshole, pressed her tongue inside and began to tongue fuck her sister.â Mindy was moaning with pleasure, and her sweet young pussy was drenched with moisture.
Suddenly Rob said, âHold it!â Cindy immediately did as she was told.
âTen swats, five on each cheek!â Rob ordered and Cindy obediently administered five stinging slaps to each of Mindyâs cheeks, bringing oohs, aahs and ouches from her.
âTickle! Your tongue in her pussy this time. Suck her clit!â
Cindy was into the game completely now. She kissed and sucked Mindyâs pussy and licked her clitoris until Mindy was moaning out loud.
âStop! Ten more swats! Make her butt red!â
Cindy slapped her sisterâs bare bottom vigorously, and indeed, it did produce some redness and a few tears as well.
âTickle! Pussy and asshole now.â
Cindy began to lave her sisterâs entire crotchâŚthe insides of her thighs, gently on the lips of her pussy and then up inside the wet, pink hole. Then working up to her bottom, licking each cheek, licking up and down her crack, kissing and licking and rimming her anus and then another intense session of fucking Mindyâs asshole with her tongue. Finally she worked her way back down to her sisterâs clit and sucked on it until Mindy was beside herself and about to come.
âStop! Ten more spanks. Go slow and they better be good ones!â
Cindy spanked her sister with abandon now. The sounds of palm against bottom flesh and squeals and cries filled the room. Finally Mindyâs ordeal was over.
Now it was Cindyâs turn.
âTrade places,â Dianna ordered, and now Cindy was bottoms up on the bed.
âCindy is older, and actually the responsible one in this case,â Dianna said to Rob, so I think her punishment should be a bit more.
Cindyâs slap and tickle session began, as Mindy, who had wiped the tears from her eyes, now seemed anxious to pay her big sister back.
Rob made Mindy eat her sisterâs ass, and told her to tickle the soles of Cindyâs feet at the same time, which we all knew drove Cindy absolutely wild. Dianna and I had to climb on the bed to hold Cindy down in place as Mindy tongue fucked her asshole and tickled the soles of her feet unmercifully.
âWait!â Rob commanded.
Mindy, go get your ruler out of your room real quick. Mindy ran down the hall and was back in a flash with her one foot ruler.
âTen on each cheek with the ruler,â Rob ordered.
With great relish, Mindy paddled her big sisterâs naked rear end with the ruler.â Cindy screeched and carried on like she was being killed, but obviously no damage was actually being incurred.
Next it was tongue and fingers in Cindyâs pussy, then 20 more swats with the ruler, which Cindy protested loudly and Mindy obviously relished. Then a clit sucking episode with a finger up Cindyâs bottom and more tickling the soles of the feet. Finally 20 more swats with the ruler, which produced protestations and tears, and amazingly, a copious flood of fluid from Cindyâs puss.
âNow, did you girls learn our lessons?â Dianna inquired.
âYes,â they chorused. âWeâre sorry!â
âWould you like to have orgasms now?â my wife queried.
âYeah, I would,â Cindy replied. âMe too,â her little sister echoed.
âOK, but first you will take care of your brotherâs needs.
Under my wifeâs instruction, my oldest daughter laid down with her head toward the foot of the bed. My son was arranged as the girls had been, on his knees, but with his head between Cindyâs legs in a 69 position. Mindy was told to stand at the foot of the bed behind her brother.
âNow, Cindy, since you so generously offered your brother the opportunity to come in Mindyâs mouth, YOU are going to suck on your little brotherâs penis until he shoots his sperm into your mouth. When he does, you are to swallow every single drop. Do you understand?â
âYes, Mom,â Cindy replied.
Mindy, you are to lick and suck on your brotherâs testicles while your sister sucks him off, and you will also lick his bottom hole and put your tongue up inside it. Do you understand?
âOK, Mom,â Mindy answered meekly.
âRob, you can just lay there and enjoy yourself, or you can play with and lick your sisterâs pussy if you want to. Begin now!â
Cindy took Robâs penis deep in her mouth and began to suck and lick him. Mindy immediately began to lick his anus and play with his balls at the same time. My wife came over to where I was sitting in the chair. Standing a bit to one side so as not to block my view of the scene being played out on the bed, Dianna bent over and inserted her middle finger of one hand into her asshole and began to move it in and out. With her other hand, she played with my cock while we watched our daughters pleasure our son. I reached over and played with her pussy and clit.
Rob had decided against the passive role and was licking Cindyâs clit as she sucked on him. Mindy now had both of Robâs tight nuts in her mouth and was playing with her own pussy as she gently sucked her brotherâs sack. After a few minutes she moved back to his anus and pushed her tongue up inside.
My wife had massive orgasms and I shot my sperm into the air and onto her hand as we watched my son have an orgasm in his sisterâs sucking mouth. Per Diannaâs instructions, Cindy gulped and swallowed Robâs cum until he was completely emptied out.
As the kids untangled, Dianna issued one more order. âYou girls get to come now, but one at a time, and your brotherâs cock will be up your bottom hole when you do. This was a first. They had all seen my wife and I engage in anal sex, but they had not done it with each other as far as I know.
âMindy, get up on the bed on your hands and knees. Cindy, lick her asshole and get it nice and wet for your brother.â
Cindy licked and sucked on her sisterâs ass and saliva got Mindy well lubricated.
After a few minutes of closely watching Cindy lick Mindyâs anus, my sonâs slender cock had fully recovered from his orgasm and was hard again at the prospect of putting it in his little sisterâs ass. Ah, to be so young again! It slipped inside Mindy easily, and he began to fuck her bottom. Mindy began to play with herself and panted and moaned.
âCindy, play with her titties,â Rob said, and Cindy did so immediately.
A few minutes later, Mindy had an earth-shattering orgasm. Rob pushed his penis deep in her bottom as she came.
âGosh, I can feel it grabbing my cock!â he exclaimed.
âOK,â Dianna said a few moments later, âchange places.
Mindy got up and Cindy quickly took her place. Mindy licked and sucked Cindyâs asshole to get it ready for my sonâs cock. When Rob had entered her, Mindy began to play with her sisterâs boobies as Cindy reached back to rub her own swollen pussy. After a few minutes, Cindy began to moan and toss her head from side to side.
âRob, go faster! Go faster Robbie! Câmon, fuck my little asshole fast and hard.
Robâs penis pistoned in and out of Cindyâs bottom faster and faster. Mindy played with her big sisterâs nipples, tugging on them, rolling them in her fingers and even flicking them back and forth. Cindyâs hand was a blur now as she rubbed her clit. Rob groaned and came, filling Cindyâs rectum with his hot sperm. Cindy screamed and then broke down and began to sob as her orgasm took her completely.
A few minutes later, the kids got up, kissed and hugged each other. Dianna made the girls promise that they would, in fact, do Robâs chores for the next two weeks. Then all three headed for their showers and bed.
Dianna and I took a shower together and then made love slowly and gently one more time, before drifting off to sleep in one anotherâs arms, in love with each other, proud of our children and truly pleased with our lives.
Disclaimer: This story is strictly a work of fiction and fantasy from my somewhat crazy psyche, and is intended for adults ONLY! Any resemblance of my characters to anyone, dead or living, is purely coincidental and unintentional. I hope some of my readers will enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. If so, please let me know. If you did not enjoy it or if you were offended by it, please know that it is absolutely impossible to please everyone, and you should probably find other writers on this site more to your liking.
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