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I smiled again and said, "It's ok, I'm sure you'll remember." I paid her and she left, promising to be back at 8am the next morning.

I got Brayden settled down and fed him, and his mood improved considerably. Then I remembered the thong, and went to go look at the dirty clothes basket. The thong was gone off the top of the basket. I almost missed it, but looking a little closer, saw that the thong had been replaced with a pair of string bikini panties that clearly weren't mine. They were made of cotton and were white with red and pink stripes on them, and they were easily three sizes smaller than my panties. Then it struck me – Melissa had taken the thong and had left hers behind. It could only be a reply to the signal I had left her. Trembling, I bent over and picked it up.

The crotch was wet to the touch, and I immediately brought it to my nose and inhaled her scent deeply, fully. I breathed in and out several times, taking it into me, before I opened my mouth and put the crotch into my mouth, sucking on the fabric, pulling every drop of her sweetness out. It was extremely erotic and I felt weak in the knees, my head once again spinning.

I quickly slipped my jeans and panties off, and knelt down right there on the floor of the master bathroom, spreading my knees apart in front of the dirty clothes basket, stroking my clit and my pussy while smelling and sucking on the panties. After a few minutes I took the crotch and began to rub my pussy with it, letting the cotton fabric absorb my overflowing wetness. I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and slowly pushed the panties inside of me, pulling them out from time to time, stroking my clit with my other hand. Before too long I felt an orgasm quickly sweep through my body, hitting me like a gust of wind, causing me to shake and quietly moan.

Just as fast as the orgasm came, it went, and I began to come to my senses again. I realized I couldn't be playing this game, not with Melissa, who was so much younger than me, and who was living right next door to me, at least for the summer. I just couldn't. But despite all these thoughts, I still couldn't help but think about her panties, and would occasionally go back to my room and pick them up off the dresser, where I had left them, and look and touch them, just for a few moments, throughout that day.

I went to bed early that night, because I wanted to get up early to get ready for what Saturday would bring. But I had a hard time falling asleep, and my thoughts were a swirling mix of emotions and dreams and fantasies. I couldn't focus on any one person in particular. I'd start to think about Melissa, and thoughts of Doug would come to mind. Or I'd think about Jeff and Denise would be there in my dreams instead. I knew that I wanted Saturday to be full of fun, but I also knew I would have to once again reconcile with myself afterwards, and that guilt would be waiting for me as I drove home from Mom and Dad's house. I finally drifted off, but it was not a very restful sleep.

Nevertheless, I woke up before my alarm went off at 5 am, and didn't need any coffee to wake me up – both my mind and my body knew what was in store for today, and I couldn't believe how excited and anxious I was for the day to begin. I slipped my nightie and panties off, and decided to leave them on the bed for Melissa to find. I took a long shower and trimmed and shaved my bush, as well as shaved my legs. I had bought some expensive lotion that smelled of lavender, and covered myself from neck to toes in it. I slipped a robe on and got Brayden fed and into his play clothes, and then went back and got dressed in the new lingerie I had picked out. I began to shake in anticipation as I slid the bustier on and adjusted it, then put the thong and garter-belt on. I took extra special care to make sure I didn't get a tear in the stockings. I went in and did my hair and makeup, and finally took a long look at myself in the mirror. The bustier was a bit tight, but I didn't have time to try and adjust it, as it was getting close to 8:00 and I knew Melissa would be knocking on the door soon. Maybe she could adjust it for me, I thought, and then immediately stopped myself in my tracks. I couldn't think like that, not now.

I had picked out a white, satin, sleeveless blouse and a short black skirt that I knew Jeff and Doug would find attractive. It came down to about 4 inches above my knees and, while not a mini-skirt, it was certainly short enough and was somewhat form-fitting. I gave myself another look in the mirror and decided to change, because it was completely obvious that I was wearing garters on underneath. But just then there was a knock at the door. I opened the door for Melissa and let her in, and she stopped in her tracks and said, "Wow, Mrs. Woods, you look fabulous!"

She looked me up and down several times, and I smiled and said, "Thanks! It's nice to dress up every now and then, I guess."

I started to get nervous about what she might think, and then remembered the events of the last two days, and quickly relaxed. In fact, my mind began racing as I tried to figure out a way I could give her a little flash of what was under my skirt. I could tell her eyes were on me, and so I walked over to where Brayden was playing on the floor and squatted down, and then leaned over to give him a kiss before I left. I felt my skirt ride up the back of my legs and knew Melissa could see that I had on stockings and garters; she may have even gotten a peek of my ass and the thong. I stood up and slowly pulled my skirt back down, turning my head to glance at her and catching her staring at my ass. Our eyes met and I gave her a big smile. She smiled back and I said, "Ok, see you by 2pm, right?"

"Um... yes... 2pm, that would be great, thanks."

"Ok... give me a call if Brayden starts getting to be too much."

"I will."

I walked towards the garage and was walking out the door when I heard her call out, "Have fun." In her voice I thought I heard a hint of envy and curiosity. I smiled to myself and got into the car.

It was Saturday morning, and so the traffic was very light. There was electricity in the air, and not of my own sexual desire – there really were huge, dark billowing clouds blanketing the sky, and I saw several flashes of lightning as I made the drive. I made it quickly to Mom and Dad's house, and felt a knot of anticipation beginning to form in my stomach as I drove up the private drive and through the trees to the house. Jeff's car was already parked at the house. I got out of the car, straightened my skirt, and got a little mad at myself when I realized that I hadn't bothered to pack a change of clothes, because I was sure I would need them.

I walked up to the front door just as it was starting to rain, and noticed that the plants had already been watered. Denise is here too, I bet she's already done all the chores, I thought to myself as I walked in and shut the door behind me.

"Hello?" I called out, not hearing any voices or movement.

From down the hall came Denise's reply, "Hi, Sabrina, we're down here."

Jeff piped in, saying, "Yeah, we couldn't wait all day for you."

I smiled and walked down the hall to Mom and Dad's bedroom, thinking along the way at how bizarre it was to realize that their sons and daughter (and daughter-in-law) would be using their bed to have uninhibited sex with each other, repeatedly, and indeed had already done so on several occasions. If only they knew what was going on, I said to myself.

I walked in and found Jeff, completely naked, lying on his back while Denise hovered over him, slowly sucking his cock. It appeared she had been wearing a similar set of lingerie, one that was a deep burgundy red that perfectly accented her hair and skin tone. The bra and thong had already been removed, and she now only had on the garter belt and stockings. Her breasts swayed back and forth as she swallowed Jeff's cock repeatedly. I couldn't help but think to myself, well, there is prim and proper Denise. Oh, what a slut she turned out to be. The voice inside my head came back with, yes, and you are one too.

"Holy cow, Sabrina, you look fuckin' HOT!" Jeff exclaimed.

His voice snapped me out of my guilt trip and brought me back to what I was about to do, once again, with my brothers, and sister-in-law. Denise looked up, lust filling her eyes as she gave me a once over and said, "Mmm... definitely yummy..."

Part of me wanted to run out of the house, never to return, but instead, I smiled and said, "Thanks! I'm glad you like it."

Denise and Jeff both laughed, and got up off the bed and walked towards me. Denise faced me, and taking my hands in hers, she began to softly kiss my lips, first with a closed mouth, then with an open mouth, her gentle touches from her tongue on my lips causing me to respond by opening my mouth and meeting her tongue with mine. Her hands began to caress my body, and I reached out to put my hands on her waist. That is when I felt Jeff come up from behind, putting his hands on my hips and pressing his cock up against my ass, through my skirt. I tried to focus on kissing Denise, but couldn't help but be distracted by Jeff's caresses. He pressed his face into my hair even as his hands slipped up under my blouse, caressing the bustier, and then moving down to caress my ass through my skirt. He felt first for the stockings and garters, and then for the thong.

"Wow... you got the outfit... damn that is so HOT, Sabrina..." He crouched down and continued kissing and caressing my legs, hips, and ass, and I spread my legs apart so he could have access to my pussy. He wasted no time in moving his hand there, his head under my skirt, his face buried in my ass, his nose pushing in towards my pussy. Meanwhile, Denise had unbuttoned my blouse and was caressing my breasts through the bustier. I was having a hard time focusing on the pleasure I was receiving, from both the front and the back, but Denise never stopped gently, sensually kissing me. Jeff stood back up and keeping my skirt up, once again pushed his hard cock up against my ass crack, rubbing it on the satin thong.

Denise slipped my blouse off, and Jeff unzipped my skirt and then slid it off my hips. They both stepped back and admired me, and had me turn slowly around and around so they could take it all in. Then Denise had me get on the edge of the bed, on my hands and knees, while she got behind me on the floor so she could get an up-close look at my ass and pussy in the thong. Jeff got behind her and immediately slid into her, causing her to turn her head in pleasure and let out a soft moan as Jeff began to pump her slowly, his eyes first watching his cock sink into Denise, then moving to gaze at my ass in the thong, Denise slowly kissing and touching her way up my thighs. After a few moments, Jeff pulled out of Denise and said, "I'm sorry, I can't take it any more... I have to be inside you, Sabrina."

Denise laughed as she moved out of the way, watching as Jeff got behind me and pulled my thong aside. He lifted the head of his wet cock up to my pussy, and mumbled, "Damn, Sabrina... you're soaking wet."

And with that, he pushed forward, his cock splitting me apart, as it had in the past, although Denise's wetness on his cock and my juices dripping out helped to ease the uncomfortable sensation quickly. He thrust hard, pushing himself fully into me, and I let out a loud groan and lowered my head. He began to slowly slide in and out of me, while Denise leaned forward so that she was watching it from mere inches away. Jeff pulled out and she eagerly began to suck him, taking him into her mouth several times before he slid back into me. She watched my pussy take his cock for a few more minutes, and then got on the bed next to me on her hands and knees. Jeff pulled out and stepped to the side, positioning himself behind Denise. He slid into her easily and began to fuck her. I flipped over and sat on the bed next to them, watching for a little bit, and then Jeff pulled out and stood in front of me. He looked me in the eyes, and without saying anything, I knew he wanted me to suck him. I was already very aroused and was willing to do just about anything, at that point. I leaned forward and opened my mouth, while at the same time grabbing his cock with my hand. His cock was coated with a thick wetness, and was hot to the touch. I took him into my mouth and began to suck and lick him, tasting the intricate, musky flavors of Denise, as well as my own flavor, both of which I was quite familiar with by now. While I was sucking Jeff, Denise got behind me on the bed and started to undo my bustier, loosening it. She then got on the floor between my legs and undid the front two garters. Jeff stepped back and Denise took me by my hands to stand me up. While she was helping me out of my bustier, Jeff was undoing the back garters. He then slid my thong off, and both he and Denise refastened the garters again.

Denise lay on the bed, on her back, and motioned for me to climb on top. I straddled her and began to kiss her deeply. I felt Jeff come up behind us, and felt Denise's legs spread wide. Her body shuddered as Jeff entered her and began to fuck her. After only a few minutes, he slid out of her and immediately into me. I lifted my head up and let out a gasp, due to the suddenness of him inside of me, but Denise pulled my head back down and we began to kiss again. It once again became hard to focus on kissing her, as I was getting closer and closer to coming due to Jeff's deep thrusts into me. Despite the momentary pain, his cock had an amazing way of giving me deep, satisfying pleasure on just about every thrust. But once again he pulled out, and slid into Denise, leaving me on the verge of an orgasm. Denise could tell I was close to coming, and so suggested that we 69.

I laid back on the bed, and Denise got on top of me, her knees on either side of my face, her pussy, dripping wet, right over me. I willingly began to lick and suck up as much of her wetness as I could, and soon was focusing on her clit. I felt Jeff get between my legs, first to be sucked by Denise, and then to slide inside of me. After a couple of minutes I could take no more, and began to come, loudly at first, and then softly moaning as the orgasm washed over me. Throughout it all, Jeff had kept a steady pace, sliding in and out of me, while Denise ran the tip of her tongue on my clit.

I felt Jeff move, and soon he was over my head, entering Denise again. I tried my best to keep the tip of my tongue on her clit, as she had done to me, and soon both Denise and Jeff were coming. Denise was first, and her breath came out in short gasps as her body shook on top of me. Seconds later I heard Jeff groaning loudly as he firmly thrust his cock inside of her, shooting over and over again. He held his cock in her for a little while, and then pulled it out. It was already starting to get limp, and had several gobs of his come stuck to the shaft of it.

Ever since Denise had eaten Doug's come out of me earlier in the week, I had wondered about experiencing that for myself, and now was my chance. I didn't have long to wait, as the first thick white glob of come began to peek out of her pussy. I watched as it slid down her lips and then began to slowly drip down. I moved my head and opened my mouth, and caught it with my tongue. It was warm and mildly salty, and I lifted my head up so that I could run my tongue along the length of her pussy, to catch all of the glob. As I pulled my tongue away from her pussy, more come came out in an even larger glob than the first. I used my tongue to collect that as well, and quickly swallowed what was in my mouth before going back for more. My hands were on her hips and I must have been pulling on them hard, because she lowered her hips almost onto my face, making it easier for me to slide my tongue inside of her. I felt another glob on the tip, and moved my tongue to tease it out of her. Two more big globs followed that one, and I swallowed those as well. I felt Denise sit up, so that she was more vertical, in an attempt to get even more of the come to slide out. It worked, because two more big globs came out a few seconds apart. I kept running my tongue up into her pussy, scooping out the come and collecting it on the back of my tongue to swallow. As I moved my tongue back inside of her, more come appeared, this time a long string of it. I must have slid my tongue into her at least five times to collect the whole string. After another minute of licking and sucking, only a little bit more came out, and I told Denise I think I had gotten most of it. She got off of me and turned around and gave me a long, deep kiss, tasting her pussy and Jeff's come in my mouth.

Jeff was lying on his back, and as soon as Denise got off of me, he said, "Come on over here and let me taste some of that sweet, sweet sugar of yours."

I smiled and moved over to him, putting a knee on each side of his head and positioning my pussy over his mouth. He moved his hands up and down my body and began to caress my breasts and my nipples. He began to lick and suck on my pussy and clit, and I slowly became aroused again. I looked up and saw all the pictures on the wall next to my parents bed... baby pictures, family pictures... one with a 12-year old tomgirl (me) in a dowdy dress standing next to her big brother, who had just graduated from high school... and who was now between my thighs, providing wave after wave of pleasure to my body as he gently ate me. I tried not to worry about what our parents would think, if they knew what was going on in their bed right now, and I felt a twinge of guilt and shame knowing that not only had I betrayed Greg, but that we, Doug, Jeff, and I, had betrayed our parents, somehow. But Jeff's tongue had awoken the passion and lust within me again, and I quickly turned my attention to my growing arousal, particularly when I turned my head and glanced back to watch Denise sucking on Jeff's cock, which was already growing again.

Once it was hard enough, I watched as she eagerly got on top of him and slid down his shaft. I felt Jeff stop licking me long enough to let out a groan, which was accompanied by a gasp and soft cry from Denise as her pussy was filled with his cock. Her eyes closed, she slowly began to ride his cock, and he began to lick me again. I closed my eyes and indulged in the pleasure coursing through my body, and heard a voice at the doorway say, "I hope I haven't missed all the fun! Some of us have to work on Saturday..."

Both Denise and I opened our eyes, and there was Doug, standing in the doorway, already sliding off his shoes and taking off his jacket and tie. He got out of his clothes and came to the bed, looking straight into my eyes, communicating that it was me he wanted. He lay down, and I got off of Jeff and got between his legs on my hands and knees. I moved my head down in order to take his cock into my mouth, and as I got close to it, I realized that it was wet and smelled like pussy – not Denise's scent, or mine, but someone else. I took his cock into my mouth and tasted the remaining wetness, and after a few moments I took his cock out and asked, "Do I dare ask who it is I'm tasting?"

He smiled and said, "Oh, just one of my clients I met with this morning..."

I laughed and looked back to see what Jeff and Denise were up to. Denise was still riding on his cock, but Jeff was staring straight at me, and had a perfect view of my ass and pussy. I was very aroused by what Jeff and Denise were doing, and by the taste on Doug's cock, and went back to sucking him. He quickly got hard and I began to suck him harder and deeper, taking in as much of his cock as I could.

I heard Denise begin to have her orgasm, and felt the bed shake as Jeff thrust into her even as she pushed down hard onto his cock. She fell off of him, exhausted, and I guess my ass was too much for Jeff because he immediately got behind me and began to pump me hard. The fantasy I had had of having a cock inside my pussy and mouth at the same time had finally come true, and it sent a wave of erotic pleasure through me, even as I tried to concentrate on sucking Doug. He began to make moans and I knew he was close, and so I tried even harder to keep my mouth on his cock, even as my pussy was being fucked hard and deep by Jeff. Doug groaned and I felt a hot splash of come on the back of my mouth, followed by a steady flow of come onto my tongue. I swallowed quickly and continued to suck him, even as more and more come oozed out into my mouth. I sucked as much as I could out, and then took his limp cock out of my mouth, turning around to watch Jeff. He was completely focused on watching his cock slide in and out of me, and after only another minute or so his face twisted into erotic pain and he began to come deep inside of me. His thrusting stopped and he grabbed onto my hips, pulling me onto him, pushing his cock as deep inside as possible.

His orgasm subsided, but he still held himself inside me, his head bent down and his eyes closed, clearly enjoying the sensation of being inside me. He finally looked up and pulled himself out of me, and I laid down on the bed and rolled over onto my back, propping myself up on my elbows and spreading my legs in anticipation for the heavy flow of come that I knew would appear. Denise was anticipating it too, and quickly got between my legs to lick it up as it slowly flowed out of me. She sucked as much come out of me as she could, then moved up to kiss me. As our lips met each other and our mouths opened, she used her tongue to push the load of come out of her mouth and into mine. I took it all in, and we kissed a few more moments before she moved back down to eat me again. I swallowed the come and saw Doug on one side of me, Jeff on the other side, watching the show. Denise moved up again and pushed even more come into my mouth as we kissed deeply, and I swallowed it all again.

Then we lay down, in between Jeff and Doug, and rested a few minutes. Doug had opened up the French doors that led from Mom and Dad's bedroom out into the back garden, and we listened to the steady beat of the rain on the patio and felt the cool breezes as they came into the room. Thankfully the backyard was fenced in with hedges; otherwise anyone in the back of the property could have looked in and seen two women, wearing only garter-belts and stockings, kissing softly and gently as two men, completely naked, laid next to them, watching them kiss.

After a few minutes of Denise and I kissing gently and softly, I felt Jeff move up right next to me, his hips pushing up against my ass, his hand moving up and down my body, caressing my hips and stomach and breasts, his face once again buried in my hair. Denise got up to excuse herself to the bathroom, and when she did, Doug moved in closer to me, so that we were facing, and he too began to caress my body, even as he moved in to begin kissing me. We kissed gently at first, then began to kiss deeply. I took his semi-hard cock in my hand and began to stroke it back to life, even as I felt Jeff's cock grow hard as it pushed up against my ass crack. I began to stroke Doug's cock a little faster, and felt Jeff slide down and lift my leg up, so that his cock was better angled to enter me from behind. I tried hard to keep kissing Doug but knew I was about to get split in two again when Jeff entered me. Sure enough, I felt his cock slide into me about half way. Thankfully he had already been inside of me earlier, so it didn't take much for my pussy to expand around his cock. I tried to focus on kissing Doug and stroking his fully hard cock, but was easily distracted by Jeff's cock filling me over and over again.

Denise came out of the bedroom and began to protest that I was having all the fun. She came over towards Jeff, and he pulled out of me and lay on his back, so that Denise could first suck him before she got on top to ride him. Meanwhile, I got up and straddled Doug, his cock sliding into me easily, although it still caused me to gasp in erotic pleasure as I took in his entire length. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, riding him slowly as his hands caressed my stomach and hips and breasts. I opened my eyes and looked over at Denise and Jeff. Both Denise and Jeff were watching me, and when our eyes met, she smiled and said, "Time to swap!"

I laughed and slid off of Doug as she slid off of Jeff. She moved over and got on top of Doug, sucking him first before she started to ride him. I did the same with Jeff, which he seemed to like quite a bit. After a few moments I got on top of him and rode him slowly, becoming more and more aroused, particularly since Doug had almost brought me to the point of orgasm, before Denise and I had switched. Now Jeff's cock was picking up right where Doug's had stopped, and I was edging closer and closer to a powerful orgasm. Jeff beat me to it, as he started to moan loudly and thrust his hips up into me. I met his thrusts, pushing my hips down onto him and grinding my clit at the base of his cock, which pushed me over the brink. My orgasm hit me as I gasped for breath, crying out loudly, the whole while Jeff filling my pussy with his come. I bowed my head and rested it on Jeff's heaving chest, as he slid in and out of me, his orgasm fading slowly. Our performance must have been something to see, because it wasn't long before Denise was coming on Doug's cock.

Keeping my head on Jeff's chest, I opened my eyes and turned my head to watch her orgasm shake her body completely. Still moaning softly, she slid off of Doug and he quickly got to his knees and moved behind me, straddling Jeff's legs. At first I wasn't sure what he was doing, and then I felt his wet cock touch my thigh as his hands took me by my hips and lifted. My hips moved up and Jeff's soft cock slipped out of me with a wet pop. But before any of his come could drip out of me, Doug pushed his cock inside, causing Jeff's come to ooze out around Doug's shaft as he slid into me. I let out a gasp and closed my eyes again as Doug began to slowly, but firmly fuck me from behind. He pumped me maybe 20 times before he exploded inside of me, adding his huge load of come to what remained of Jeff's. I couldn't believe how incredibly, amazingly erotic it felt to know that both of my brothers had just came inside me, and yet in the back of my mind I also felt like a complete whore for what had just been put into my body.

I didn't have too much time to reflect, because I felt Doug begin to pull himself out of me. Jeff was stroking my hair and caressing my body gently. I felt Doug sit back on the bed, and rolled off of Jeff, exhausted yet also feeling very satisfied, without any feelings of guilt, for some reason. I knew a heavy flow of come was spilling out of me, squeezing out between my legs, soaking into the tops of my stockings and into the satin sheet under me. Doug got off the bed as Denise laid the top sheet over the top of Jeff and I, and we both quickly drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up about an hour later, I was alone in the bed. I got off the bed and stood up, only to have a glob of come drip out of me and slide down my thigh. Although I tried to scoop it up with my hand, I only succeeded in smearing it all over my stocking and thigh. I could hear Jeff and Denise in the bathroom, and peeked in. I was somewhat taken aback by what I saw – Denise was bent over the bathroom counter, and Jeff was slowly fucking her in the ass. Both of them seemed lost in complete pleasure. Watching them made my head spin, and it took me a long time to get that image out of my head.

The French doors off Mom and Dad's bedroom were still open, and I stepped out onto the patio to breathe in some fresh air. Doug was sitting in one of the wide wicker chairs under the eave, completely naked, enjoying the cool air and the steady pour of rain on the patio in front of him. I was glad for the distraction and went to stand behind him.

He turned around and reached out his hand, and said, "Hey, Brina. I was just enjoying the beautiful weather we're having."

"Well, it is summer in Seattle..."

He laughed and said, "So true. Do you want to sit here with me?"

I said, "Sure." And moved around to the front of the chair. There wasn't enough room for us to sit side by side, so I sat down in his lap.

We sat there in silence for a few minutes, before he said, "It's kind of bizarre, isn't it."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean... what all we've been doing."

"Oh. Yes. Very bizarre. I won't lie to you, at times it tears me up inside. I feel like a complete slut. I can't believe how easily I let myself cheat on Greg."

"First of all, you aren't a slut, ok?"

I sighed, and said, "Ok, ok. But what do you call a woman who just got fucked by both her brothers at the same time? In their parent's bed?"

"Don't forget Denise, she was there too."

We laughed about that, but then I continued, "I just feel like a horrible wife for being so quick to spread my legs for you, and Jeff. And Denise. I'm just having a hard time getting past that, although that hasn't stopped me from coming here to meet with you all."

"I understand, Brina, honest. And if you want to stop, I'm totally ok with that. Sure, I've got other fantasies I want to explore with you, but I've already done so many things I never thought would happen, that I have no room to complain. And I know Jeff feels the same way. Honest."

I laid my head back on his chest and neck, and said, "That is very sweet of you, Doug. And I probably will take you up on it. But I did tell myself that I would enjoy these two weeks with you all, and then end it when Greg got back from his training. I hope you can understand."

"Of course I can understand. And thank you for not slamming the door shut right away, but for giving us a few more days to enjoy each others bodies."

"You're welcome, you pervert. I'm surprised you haven't told me you wanted to fuck me in the rain out on the patio."

"Well, that would be pretty kinky... but to be honest with you, I think it might be a little too cold, and neither one of us would enjoy it that much. Actually, what I was thinking about, was how great it would be to take you up to the orchard and have my way with you there, on the daybed."

Even as he was telling me this, I could feel his cock begin to get hard. I said, "Oh, really? Tell me more, if you don't mind."

He quietly laughed, and then said, "Well, I was thinking... perhaps one morning next week, we could walk up the path, completely naked – although Jeff would probably want you in lingerie, of course – and then we could get down to business on the daybed, or the benches, or both."

"It's always lingerie with him, isn't it... he has no idea how uncomfortable panty hose are, much less garters and stockings, do he?"

"No, not really, but I have to agree with him, you do look damn phenomenal in them, Brina."

"You're just as much of a pervert as Jeff. And I suppose, when you say 'we', you mean just you and Jeff and I? Or is Denise invited too?"

"Of course she is invited too, if the timing works out... it's just hard with their kids, for both of them to get away at the same time, you know? So if Jeff's there, then Denise probably will have to be at home."

"I understand. Well, that will mean it will just be us family, then." We laughed at that, and then were silent for a few minutes. Doug's cock was still getting harder and harder, and so I began to shift my hips around, as acknowledgement of the growth underneath me. Doug reached up and caressed my stomach, and then my breasts, and I felt his hips shift as well, as he tried to move his cock towards my pussy. I knew what he wanted, and got up on my knees on the chair, my back still towards him, and reached down between my legs to guide his cock into me.

I sank down slowly onto him, lifting my hips up several times until his entire shaft was coated with my thick wetness. The fact that we were out on the patio, completely naked (except for my garter-belt and stockings), watching the rain while I slowly rode Doug's cock, was more than enough to get me aroused fast. I put my hands on the arms of the chair and arched back, slowly moving my hips up and down on his cock, my eyes closed, my head tilted back. His hands were on my hips, moving with my body, caressing my legs and my waist and my breasts as I moved up and down. He whispered, "Oh, Brina... I love you so much... wanted you for so long... I love you, I love you..."

Without opening my eyes, I whispered back, "I love you too, Doug..." After I said that we both realized that for the first time, Doug and I weren't just having sex, or fucking. We were making passionate love to each other.

I must have rode his cock for at least 10 minutes, before I felt his body begin to tense and heard him start to breathe heavy. He cried out in a whisper, "Oh Brina, oh Brina... here it comes... oh I love you, I love you... I'm coming inside you, in you, Brina..."

Even as I was responding to his words and moans, I could feel his body shiver and convulse as his cock once again spurted deep inside of me. I slowly came to a stop as his orgasm slipped away, and we stayed there, connected, my back up against his chest, our bodies sharing the warmth as the rain continued to fall.

Eventually I got off of Doug, and we walked back into the bedroom. Jeff was on his back while Denise rode him, and they were in the midst of some very passionate sex. I was still somewhat aroused from making love to Doug out on the patio, and so quickly began to get turned on from watching Denise's pussy swallowing Jeff's cock. Doug stood next to me, and I could see he was enjoying the show as well. I happened to glance at the clock and saw that it was almost 12:30pm, and knew I needed to get going. I picked my thong up off the floor and slipped it on over the garters. The crotch felt cold and wet but soon warmed up from my own body heat. I picked up my bustier and put it on, and tried to get Doug to cinch it up, but he was too focused on watching Denise have a major orgasm on Jeff's cock. As I was zipping up my skirt, I saw Denise slide off of Jeff and lay back on the bed, sated with sex, her neatly trimmed bush completely matted down with come and her wetness. I put my blouse on and was buttoning it up when Jeff said, "Sabrina... I wish you didn't have to go... would you mind... finishing me off?"

I smiled and got on my hands and knees over Jeff's drenched cock, and was soon sucking and licking all of Denise's juices off. I faintly detected the taste of soap and assumed Jeff had washed his cock off after he had fucked Denise in the ass. It was also apparent that she had gushed again when she came, because I tasted a different flavor than what I normally tasted from her. Jeff really was very close, because in just a couple of minutes his body clenched and I heard him cry out. Then I felt a hot jet of come on the side of my mouth, followed by a second larger jet onto my tongue. Even with the amount of sex he had had today, he was still able to produce a prodigious amount of come, and it was quickly filling my mouth. I swallowed and sucked even harder, pulling globs of come from deep within his cock and swallowing them as they emerged.

As I was finishing up on Jeff's cock, I felt my skirt get pulled up over my hips, and turned to see Doug behind me, his cock hard again. I said, "Doug, I sort of have to go now, if I'm going to make it home in time."

Without taking his eyes off of the thong on my ass, he said, "I know... this won't take long, sorry... just one more quick one, if that's ok..."

I smiled and said, "Sure."

He looked up and smiled at me, and then pulled the thong to the side and entered me. I was thoroughly soaked with come and juices, and he slid easily inside and quickly began to pump me. He was true to his word, because two minutes later I saw his head roll back, his eyes close, and heard a low groan as he unloaded one final time inside of me. He slowly stopped pumping me, and then slowly pulled his cock out of me, putting the thong back over my pussy.

"That should make a nice wet spot on my skirt by the time I get home." We all laughed about it, but in my head I worried about how it would look to Melissa – if it would be too much for her, or if it would lead to something. I quickly pushed that thought out of my head, once again throwing up the argument that she was too young, and was my neighbor's daughter. And once again, for a split second, the image of Melissa, naked and spread on my bed, stroking her wet pussy, shot into my mind.

"See you Monday, perhaps?" I looked at both Jeff and Doug, and Doug said, "I don't think so; I'll try, at least... Jeff?"

"I'll try, but Mondays are always crazy for me... let's definitely plan on Tuesday, ok?"

"Ok, Tuesday then... maybe the weather will be better for Doug's orchard fantasy." I smiled, blew a kiss to Denise, and walked out. As I was walking down the hall towards the front door, I heard Jeff say, "What orchard fantasy was she talking about, Doug?"

I smiled and walked out the front door and ran to the car to avoid the steady rain. I was very apprehensive about the revenge the little voice in my head might have had planned for the ride home, but there was enough traffic on the road that it kept me distracted from my thoughts. I pulled up into the garage at 1:15pm. Forty-five minutes to spare, I said to myself. Was that enough time for Melissa to notice? A loud voice in my head shot back, how could she not notice? You reek of come and sex!

I shook these thoughts out of my head as I got out of the car and walked towards the door to the kitchen. Even as I walked I was acutely aware of how fully sopping wet my thong was. My thighs and ass crack were wet with come that had oozed out the sides and back of the thong during the ride home.

Trembling a little from the unknown of what might happen with Melissa, I walked through the door into the house and shut it behind me. The house was quiet, and I deduced that Brayden was down for his afternoon nap. Melissa came walking down the hall and said, "Hello, Mrs. Woods, how was your morning?"

I wasn't sure what to say, so I nervously said, "Oh, it was very enjoyable. Thank you for watching Brayden for me."

"It was my pleasure, honest." Her smile was genuine, but I detected something else underneath.

I smiled back and sat down on the couch, and Melissa sat down in the chair opposite. I hadn't noticed it when she arrived earlier in the morning, but she had on a jeans skirt and black long-sleeved v-neck t-shirt. When she sat down her legs were together, but as she shifted to make herself comfortable her legs spread open just a fraction, but it was enough to see a small glimpse of the blue panties she was wearing underneath. We talked about how Brayden had been, and went over when and what he had eaten for breakfast and lunch, as well as how his morning nap went. As we talked, I decided (not without a heated debate inside my mind) to spread my legs apart slightly, and watched to see if she noticed. I saw her eyes momentarily move down to watch as my legs moved apart, and then after a few seconds her legs spread wider. I could now see a larger patch of her panties, and could see they were light blue with some lace around the edges. I have a thong just like that, I said to myself, and then immediately realized she was wearing that thong, instead of her own panties. That, I said to myself, was a clear sign. Before I realized it, I had spread my legs apart even further, and knew she could now see all the way up to my crotch. I tried to keep her talking, and so asked her where she was going this afternoon. She had a hard time looking away from my crotch, but finally looked up and said she was going shopping with some friends. Fascinated by her reaction, I swallowed hard and spread my legs apart even further, to see how she would react. She couldn't take her eyes off of my crotch, and her voice trailed off until she stopped talking all together. I said, "Melissa? Are you ok?"

She jumped a little at her name, and said, "Yes, Mrs. Woods... sorry... I um... um... I just... you're just... like... really wet down there."

I laughed nervously and said, "Yes, I am... sorry... I should go clean myself up. Would you mind sticking around for a few more minutes so I can take a quick shower?"

She swallowed hard, and faintly said, "Um... sure... I can stay for another few minutes."

I said, "Great, thanks!" I got up and walked to my bedroom, leaving the door open. I took my blouse and skirt off and threw them onto the floor, along with the bustier. As I went to slide the thong off, a huge glob of come dripped out of me into the front of the thong. I briefly watched as it partially soaked into the fabric, and then set it on the bed in plain view. I then undid the garters from the stockings. I peeled those off and set them on the bed, along with the garter belt itself. As I stepped into the master bath to start the shower, I couldn't help but notice that my entire bush, thighs, and ass crack were still slick with come. I started the shower, but did not get in. Instead, I crept to the edge of the door frame from the bath to the bedroom, to see what would happen.Sure enough, after a few moments, Melissa softly walked into the room. She saw the thong on the bed and went straight for it. I watched in fascination as she delicately picked it up and began to smell and then suck on the fabric, her eyes closed, her breathing rapid. After another near-instantaneous heated debate inside my head, I knew what I needed to do.

I walked out from the bathroom into the bedroom, towards Melissa. It took her a moment to realize I was there, watching her. She immediately got embarrassed, and said, "I'm so sorry, Mrs. Woods, honest. Please, please don't be mad."

As I walked up and stood in front of her, I smiled and said, "Of course I'm not mad, Melissa. Actually, I think it's pretty erotic."

"You... you do?"

I smiled and took her by the hands, and, keeping my eyes locked on hers, I walked backwards to the bed. Once there I let go of her hands, sat down, leaned back, and spread my legs for her. She looked me in the eyes for a moment, and then dropped to her knees and put her hands on my legs. They felt hot against my skin, but I didn't have too long to focus on them, because soon enough her tongue was lapping up all of the juices that remained from my time with Doug, Jeff, and Denise. Although I was sexually exhausted from the earlier session, I was amazed at how nimble Melissa's tongue was, and quickly realized that she was rather experienced at pleasing a woman, particularly with how her tongue made sharp, swift darts against my clit, causing me to cry out in surprise and pleasure. She was making moaning noises of her own, and I knew she was extremely aroused. After about five minutes, I told her to stop and to stand up.

She immediately obeyed, and looked into my eyes with worry and apprehension, as if she had done something wrong. I reassured her, saying, "That was wonderful, Melissa... but now it is my turn. Do you want to get undressed?"

I was amazed at how quickly she complied with my request. Her shirt came off first, giving me a quick glance at the white sports bra she had on underneath. She then unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans skirt and pushed it to the floor. I sat up and stopped her from stripping off her bra, and said, "Let me do it."

I stood up in front of her and moved my hands under the sides of the bra. I could feel her body trembling in anticipation. I pulled up and slipped it off, and her firm breasts literally popped out. I took a moment to caress them, running my hands over and under them, teasing the nipples with my fingers. She closed her eyes and let out several moans, particularly when I gave her nipples a good squeeze. I sat back down on the bed and put my hands on her hips, and turned her around, so that her back was to me. I ran my hands down her hips and legs, and then back up, stopping on her firm little ass. I briefly thought to myself that I had never been that thin, nor had my breasts ever been that perky. I then hooked my thumbs under the thong and slowly pushed down, peeling it off of her body. It was too big for her, and so it slid off easily and fell to the floor. I turned her around to face me and kissed her stomach and her breasts, sucking briefly on her nipples. I stood up and said, "Sit on the edge of the bed."

She eagerly replied with, "Yes, Mrs. Woods."

She sat down on the bed, and I leaned over her to kiss and suck on her breasts again, before kissing my way down her stomach. I kneeled on the floor and put my hands on her knees, spreading her legs apart. The whole time she was staring at me in disbelief. Soon her legs were spread wide, and I saw up close what I had seen earlier on Thursday... a glistening wet pussy, accentuated by a small tuft of very soft bush, with thin trails outlining her pussy lips. I leaned in to take her scent, and was once again amazed at how fresh and sweet it smelled. I couldn't wait and immediately began to probe her pussy with my tongue. She tasted like sugar-water, without any hint of saltiness or muskiness. Her wetness was thick and was steadily dripping out of her. I scooped up as much as I could and savored every drop, going back for more and more. She was very vocal and was moaning over and over again, occasionally saying, "Oh... Mrs. Woods... that feels so good... oh so good..."

For some reason I was getting aroused by her calling me Mrs. Woods, and by her immediate obedience to my requests. I also heard the small voice in the back of my head telling me that this was the last thing I should be doing, considering what I had done earlier in the day. But the guilt-trip didn't last long, because Melissa began to writhe and moan as an orgasm built within her. I focused once more on her clit, pushing her over the edge as she gasped and moaned in erotic pain and pleasure, her body out of control. She laid there for a few minutes as the orgasm finally spent itself, her breathing heavy and ragged. Laying there with her eyes closed, she said, "Wow... that was amazing, Mrs. Woods... never in a million years did I think that would happen... oh wow..."

I smiled and said, "I'm glad you enjoyed that... I know I did." And with that I leaned back in and gently began to lick and suck up as much of her sweetness as I could. Her body jumped and squirmed a little, but she let me eat as much as I wanted.

I stood up and lay next to her on the bed, on my side. I said, "You taste so sweet, did you know that?"

"Thanks... and I think you taste wonderful, and so does whoever you were with... how many times did he come in you?"

We both laughed, and I said, "Oh, quite a few... it was very erotic, I must admit."

"It must have been, because it was everywhere."

I smiled at her and thought to myself, if only you knew what I had just done...

I said, "Melissa, I hope what we just did together doesn't bother you, or affect our relationship."

"Oh, Mrs. Woods, of course not! Are you kidding me? To get to be with you was something I dreamed about but never thought possible."

"Why do you say that?"

"Well, I mean, most of the women I've been with are the same age as me, or maybe a little older. But to be with a more mature woman, especially someone like you, was a total fantasy come true for me."

"I take it you've had some experience with other women, then?"

"Oh yeah. My roommate at college and I got started having fun together back in January. Since then we've sort of branched out. It's been a nice break from dating all the jerks at college."

"I assume you mean men, when you say jerks?"

We laughed a little, and she said, "Yeah... it's not that I don't enjoy sex with a guy, but I've just been burned emotionally too many times, and so I told myself I wasn't going to date any more, at least for a little while. It was the same with my roommate, Ashley. She had a really bad breakup, and one night we were commiserating over a bottle of red wine, and we both agreed that we were done with men. She said, 'I guess that means we'll have to be lesbians!' We both laughed, but it also got us both thinking about it... and a couple of days later we were sitting around, in our undies, painting each others toenails, and I noticed that she had a wet spot in her panties, and I noticed that she seemed sort of nervous and aroused. One thing led to another, and the next thing we knew we were in bed together, kissing and touching each other. It was kind of weird at first, but now... it's wonderful."

"Sounds like it definitely was wonderful for you! And I'm glad you're ok with us doing this. If I wasn't so tired from my escapades earlier in the day, I'd be up for more... but I need to get cleaned up and you need to get back so you can meet your ride."

"No kidding... wow, look at the time, I've got like 5 minutes! Do you still want me to wait around until you're out of the shower?"

"No, no, please go, honest. Can I pay you tomorrow?"

"Sure, of course! I'll come by after church."

"Ok, see you tomorrow! And Melissa... thank you. That was delicious."

She smiled back mischievously and said, "And thank you, Mrs. Woods... see you tomorrow."

I laid there for a few minutes after she was gone, amazed that I had actually done that, had just seduced and gone down on a woman, a girl, really, that was 11 years younger than me. What was I doing? This craziness had to stop. It just had to stop.

I got cleaned up and had a quiet evening with Brayden, but couldn't get the images out of my head of all that I had seen and done earlier in the day. Seeing Melissa's legs spread wide. Being filled from both ends by Jeff and Doug. Denise throwing her head back in ecstasy. Making erotic love to Doug out on the patio. The one that hit me the hardest was of watching Jeff fuck Denise up the ass in the bathroom, and how much she appeared to enjoy it. It disgusted me, yet I was also fascinated by it and couldn't stop thinking about it.

Denise called right around 4pm and wanted to make sure I was doing ok. I assured her I was, and thanked her for the very enjoyable morning in bed with her, Doug, and Jeff. She laughed and said it was one of the most erotic sessions she had ever had, and she had enjoyed watching me get fucked by my brothers. We both laughed at that, although a little pang of guilt did creep into my head. She asked if she could take care of Mom and Dad's house chores the next day, and also asked if I could come over to dinner Sunday night. I thanked her for taking care of the chores and said I'd be over about 5pm.

Then Greg called just as I was going to sleep. The conversation started out good, but then he got focused on the training and went on and on. He spent 15 minutes telling me about the big project he was working on with his partner as part of his training course. I couldn't help but get a little jealous when he kept referring to Stacy, his partner. Finally I asked him about her, and he proceeded to tell me she was married and was from California, and had been a cheerleader at Stanford, and had been out of college for only a couple of years. Half-jokingly, I said, "I bet she's blonde and blue-eyed and looks like a Barbie doll, right?" He confirmed that she did, and that she might get assigned to the office he worked in, after the training course was over. Even as waves of jealousy built up within me, the little voice in my head reminded me of what I had done earlier in the day, and when I hung up the phone with him I realized that even more residual come from both Jeff and Doug had soaked through my panties. I went to bed confused and depressed, and once again had bizarre, fragmented, erotic dreams.

It felt great to sleep in and not have to go anywhere. I took a long bath while Brayden had his morning nap, and got caught up on laundry and other chores around the house. I alternated between being aroused and feeling guilty as I sorted the dirty laundry and saw a rather large pile of dirty panties, thongs, and lingerie from my activities earlier in the week.

Melissa came over just after I had put Brayden down for his afternoon nap. She had on a long, conservative dress and had her hair pulled back in a pony tail. I said, "You look really cute today."

"Please don't say that, Mrs. Woods... I hate the clothes that my mother picks out for me. She is such a prude."

"True, but nevertheless you do look great, even in that dress."

She smiled and said, "Thanks... you look good too."

"Oh, you mean me, in my pajamas, socks, and sweatshirt?"

We laughed a little at that, and then with a shy smile on her face, she said, "Well, yeah, but... I can't help but think about what's underneath."

I gave her a surprised smile, and said, "Now, Melissa... are you feeling naughty?"

She smiled, and I took that as a yes. I moved over and kneeled on the floor in front of where she was sitting on the couch, and ran my hands up her legs, under her dress. She willingly spread her legs open for me, and I slowly moved my hands up her inner thighs, pushing up her dress, until I reached her panties. They were white cotton briefs, and I could feel the heat and dampness around her pussy as I caressed them. I reached up to her hips and slid them off, tossing them to the side. She moved her hips to the edge of the couch and then leaned back, legs spread, a look of eager anticipation on her face. I moved in and began to kiss her thighs, very gently. This caused her body to shiver and she let out a moan. I continued to kiss all around her pussy, until she finally whispered in a low moan, "Please, Mrs. Woods... please..."

With that, I began to narrow my circle until I was at least licking and sucking on her very wet pussy. When I flicked my tongue on her clit she jumped and let out a loud cry of pleasure. I ate her pussy slowly, enjoying the smooth, fresh, sweetness, and the soft, thin bush. I had her flip over, putting her knees on the edge of the couch, with her hands gripping the back. She arched her back and turned to watch me as I got behind her and lifted up her dress, exposing her ass and wide-open pussy. I took hold of her legs and moved in, licking her thighs first, and then her lips, before once again focusing on her clit. Her body shook and her hips squirmed gently, causing her dress to fall back down, over my head. The idea that I was up under her dress, giving her pleasure, was very erotic to me, and so I left the dress in place over my head and focused on bringing her to an orgasm. Within minutes she was shaking and shuddering while letting out cries and moans. Eventually I felt her body go limp and she sank down onto the couch. I pulled my head out from under the dress and sat back.

Her eyes were closed, her head to the side, as she gripped onto the back of the couch as if she were holding onto the edge of a cliff. Eventually her eyes flittered open, and she saw that I was staring at her, a smile on my face. "Mrs. Woods... that was amazing... totally mind-blowing..."

"Good!" From the growing wet spot in my panties, I knew I had enjoyed it just as much as she did.

She slowly turned around and sat back down on the couch. She got a nervous look on her face again, and asked, "Is it ok if... is it ok if I do that... to you?"

"Of course! But only if you really want to."

"Oh, I do, so badly, Mrs. Woods. I really like the way you taste. It's so different from every other woman I've been with."

I smiled and stood up, and slipped off my sweatshirt, bra, pajama bottoms, and panties, and sat down on the edge of the couch. As she got on her knees and moved towards me, I spread my legs for her and lay back on the couch, watching her face intently. Her face was full of eagerness and desire, and she didn't waste any time making her way to my pussy. She seemed intent on sucking every last drop of my wetness out of me, while at the same time, driving me wild by what she was doing with her tongue on my pussy. I was already very aroused, but her eating me was incredibly erotic, and I could tell that an orgasm was coming. I did my best to delay it, so that I could enjoy the attention I was getting for as long as possible. I had my eyes closed, focused on the intense pleasure, when I heard her say, "Mrs. Woods? Would you mind... flipping over, for me?"

I was reluctant to change positions, as the pleasure so far had been extremely enjoyable and intense. Still, I knew she wanted to eat me the same way I had eaten her, so I stood up, turned around, and got on my knees, on the edge of the couch, and leaned forward, head bent, eyes closed, awaiting the return of her tongue and lips. It seemed like forever, and I took a quick peek to see what she was doing. She was leaning back and was staring at my ass and pussy, while she worked her right hand up under her dress. She got herself situated, and then leaned in. Once again electricity coursed through my body as her tongue found my clit and danced over my pussy, lapping up my wetness. But now there was a new sensation -- she was sliding her fingers inside me. I let out an involuntary gasp as I felt them slide in, and arched my back and turned to see what she was doing. She had taken her right hand out from under her dress and had put her fingers inside of me. After a few minutes she put them back under her dress, and I saw her eyes close and her face twist in pleasure as she slid her fingers inside her own pussy. She kept moving her fingers from her pussy to my pussy and back again, while at the same time dancing her tongue on my clit, bringing me nearer and nearer to orgasm. Finally it broke within me and emerged as both a cry of erotic pain and as a small gush of juices. Over and over again my body was wracked with contortions of pleasure, until I fell, exhausted and limp, into the couch.

I lay up against the couch for a few minutes, lost in the fading pleasure of my orgasm, until I opened my eyes and turned to sit on the couch. Melissa was smiling and sat down next to me. With uncertainty, she asked, "Was that an ok orgasm for you, Mrs. Woods?"

Still trying to collect my breath, I said, "Are you kidding me? That was fantastic, Melissa."

She smiled, and began to lean in to kiss me, before she stopped herself and looked down. I lifted up her chin with my fingers, and leaned in and kissed her gently, and softly, my mouth and tongue moving in unison with hers, tasting myself on her tongue just as she was tasting herself on mine. We kissed for a few more minutes, and then she said, "I probably should go... oh! I meant to tell you, sorry... we are driving down to Portland this afternoon, and won't be back until Tuesday night... so I won't be able to watch Brayden for you, I'm so sorry!"

"That's ok, you've watched him so much, and I appreciate all that you've done. I can find someone else, or just take him with me."

We stood up and I got dressed, as she slipped her panties back on under her dress. I paid her for the day before, and then we kissed slowly and deeply several more times before she left.

I took a shower and got dressed for the barbecue over at Jeff and Denise's house, and we arrived right about 5 pm. I didn't think anything would happen, and wasn't sure I wanted anything to happen. Since there would be kids all over the place, I wore a plain white bra, some satin brief panties with a floral pattern on them, and long summer dress. Jeff and Denise greeted me like they normally did, with no hint of what we had done together the day before. It was a warm afternoon and we had a very enjoyable time out on their deck, sipping white wine and watching Jeff burn the hamburgers until they looked like hockey pucks. Thankfully Denise had fixed an Asian chicken salad, and I had brought over a tray of roasted vegetables, so at least some of the food we ate didn't taste like burned meat. Brayden was a champ, and promptly fell asleep after I fed him his dinner. I took him to their bedroom and laid him on some blankets put on the floor. The room was dark, warm, and quiet, and I knew he would sleep soundly.

I went back to the kitchen and helped Denise with the dishes. Jeff had put in a video for their kids in the family room, and finished cleaning up outside before he came into the kitchen. He came up behind me, as I was washing dishes in the sink, and put his hands around me, pushing his hips up against me as he buried his nose in my hair. I could feel his semi-hard cock through his shorts. He said, "Damn, Sabrina, you smell good... and I'm dying to know what you have on under your dress." His hands roved up and down my body, moving first to my breasts, then stopping once they reached my ass.

I turned and looked at Denise, and said, "Can you believe this guy?"

She smiled and laughed, and said, "What can I say... he's insatiable."

"That's right... I am insatiable... and I just love the curve of your ass in this dress... can't get enough of it... mmmm..." He squatted down and ran his hands down my ass, and then down the back of my legs, all the way to my ankles. Then he ran his hands up my legs again, only with his hands under my dress. "Mmm... nice panties, Sis... very sexy indeed..."

I tried like hell not to get aroused, and tried to convince him I wasn't enjoying the feel of his hands on me, saying, "Oh... give it a rest, you pervert..." but somehow he sensed something in my body language and in my voice, and began to stroke my ass through the panties. He moved his hands down to my pussy and pushed my thighs to get me to spread my legs for him. I resisted, and so he stood up behind me, pulling my dress up as he stood. He pressed his hard cock up against my ass and put his foot on the inside of my foot, sliding my legs apart. I stopped washing the dishes and put my elbows on the counter, closing my eyes and bending my head down over the sink. My submission only encouraged him to continue, even as Denise finished putting the food away and started to clean the counters and put things away, just a few feet away from us. One hand unbuttoned the top of my dress, and then reached in to caress my breast and my nipple through my bra, while the other hand reached around the front and began to stroke my clit through my panties. His hard cock was grinding up against my ass through my panties, and I couldn't help but get aroused and began to get very wet. Jeff felt it too, and reached down into my panties and found my clit, causing me to shudder in erotic pleasure.That was all it took for him to let go of my breast, pull his hand out from under my dress, and reach back to unzip his shorts. Denise saw what he was doing, and said, "Jeff, not here, please... the kids are right in the other room."

"Too late... I gotta be inside her now."

Jeff pulled his cock out and held it with one hand, while the other slid between my ass cheek and my panties, pulling them down and to the side, to get them out of the way. I knew we shouldn't be doing this, right there in the kitchen, but it was incredibly erotic, particularly with Denise standing right next to us, watching as she dried off a pan. I felt Jeff's cock begin to push up against my pussy, and prepared myself for the feeling of being split in two when he finally entered me. He tried to get as much of his cock as wet as he could, and then spread his legs apart so that he was at the right angle to penetrate me. I hadn't realized that I had thrust my hips out and arched my back, to help him slide in, and was a bit surprised to find myself in that position, and to realize that I was aching to have him inside me.

And then, he slid in. I gasped as once again as my pussy was stretched to what seemed like the brink. Slowly but surely he slid his cock in and out, each time thrusting in deeper until he was fully inside. He pulled my hips down onto his cock, grinding his hips up against my ass. Then he pulled out and began to slowly pump me from behind, Denise standing there watching. After a few minutes I could tell he was getting close to coming, and I could also feel an orgasm beginning to simmer within me.

The ring of Jeff's phone shattered our pleasure. Denise picked it up off the table and brought it over to Jeff, who began talking on the phone, his cock still inside me. He talked for a few minutes, then gave me a "Sorry!" look and slipped out of me. He began walking back to the den, stuffing his hard, wet cock back into his shorts. I felt deflated and my arousal began to fade, but one look into Denise's' eyes was enough to tell me that she was extremely aroused and had enjoyed the show.

I smiled and began to wash the remaining dishes. Denise brought over my wine glass to me and I took a sip, which helped to calm me down. I finished the dishes and cleaned out the sink. Denise said, "Thanks for the help in the kitchen."

"Oh... sure... I think I was more of a distraction than a help."

We both laughed, and then she said, "Well, it was pretty kinky, watching you two go at it. Jeff really does have a thing for your ass, you know. He talks about it all the time."

"Does he really?"

"Oh yeah. In fact, don't take this the wrong way, because he loves having sex with you, but... he is dying to fuck you in the ass."

"Seriously?" My head was spinning and I was momentarily grossed out, and then aroused.

"Yes... when you peeked in on us yesterday, he was fantasizing that he was fucking you in the ass, instead of me. If you weren't his sister, I think I'd be jealous."

We laughed again, and then I said, "Well, to be honest, I'm having a hard time getting that image out of my head... it looked like you were really enjoying it. I just had always assumed it was really painful... and really gross."

She smiled, and said, "Well, it does take some preparation, otherwise you'd be right. The biggest thing is to make sure you're clean. And, you really need to make sure you have a good lubricant."

"Sounds like you've been doing this for a while."

"Oh yes. Come with me -- I want to show you something."

We walked down the hall to their bedroom, passing by the door to the den, which was shut. Behind it we could hear Jeff talking to one of his assistants. We tiptoed into the bedroom so we didn't wake Brayden, and then went into the master bathroom. Denise reached under the sink and pulled out a plastic, silver box. She opened it up, and showed me the enema kit she used to make sure she was clean. She explained how it worked, and how she cleaned herself with it. In the box, next to the kit, was a bottle of lubricant gel.

She looked at me, and said, "Do you think you may want to give it a try? Might make for a nice surprise for Jeff on Tuesday... and I'm sure Doug would be interested as well."

I smiled, and said, "I'm not sure... I mean... I think I want to try it, but... it seems like a lot of work to make sure you can really enjoy it."

"It is a lot of work, but it is definitely worth it, at least, in my book. Why don't you take it home with you, maybe try it on Monday, and see how it goes."

I agreed, and we tiptoed back out of the bedroom, Denise carrying the silver box with her. I closed the bedroom door behind me and went to walk down the hall to follow Denise, when Jeff opened the door of the den, saw me, and grabbed my hand, pulling me into the room. Still talking on the phone as he led me to his desk, I heard him say, "Yeah, Bob. I'll call you tomorrow, we can discuss it then. Ok. Bye."

He put the phone down and briefly eyed me, before he put his hands around my waist and kissed me on the mouth. I knew what he wanted and I wasn't about to stop him. The fact that Denise was watching from the door, keeping one eye on the hall in case one of their kids came down the hall, only added fuel to the fire growing between my legs, and between Jeff's.

He guided me over to his desk and had me sit on it, spreading my legs so that he could stand between them and kiss me more. While he was kissing me he began to slowly unbutton my dress from the top down. Once he had unbuttoned down to my stomach, he went for my bra. He unhooked the fastener in the back and lifted it up, freeing my breasts for him to gently caress and suck on, before he returned to kissing me and unbuttoning my dress. He finally got the last button and stood back, opening up my dress, exposing my breasts and panties. He hooked his hands on the hips of my panties and I lifted my hips up, allowing him to slide the panties off. He closed his eyes and held the crotch up to his nose, breathing in deeply. I laughed softly, watching him in ecstasy, and he opened his eyes and smiled at me in a very lustful way. He quickly took his polo shirt off, then slipped off his shorts. His cock sprung out when he slipped them off, and I could tell he was fully erect. As much as I wanted him in me, I also began to steel myself for what was coming, and hoped that my wetness and the fact that he had been inside me less than an hour ago was enough to make his entry into my pussy less uncomfortable. He wadded up my panties and threw them to Denise, who caught them and began to enjoy them with her tongue and nose, and then took his cock in his hand and guided it towards my pussy.

I was in fact very wet, and he took a few moments to spread around my wetness on the head of his cock. He slowly pushed in, and I let out a moan that apparently was a little too loud for Denise, because she told me to keep it quiet. Jeff was slowly but surely filling me and thankfully he was gentle about it, allowing my pussy to expand as he pushed inside. Soon he was in to the hilt and began to slowly pump me. He watched my pussy swallow his cock for a little while, then we began to passionately kiss again. His strokes were long and firm, and I was having a hard time being quiet, as I was getting extremely aroused. We kissed passionately while Jeff fucked me, until I heard his breathing quicken and deepen and knew he was coming inside of me. His thrusts slowed and then stopped, and he tipped his head back and closed his eyes, savoring the feeling of being inside me, of pumping his come deep into me. I was still very aroused and was working up to an orgasm, so was disappointed that he came so soon, but I think he found the fact that Denise was watching to be very erotic, not to mention getting to fuck his sister on his desk.

I leaned back on my elbows and watched his face, a big smile spread across his face, even as his eyes stayed shut. Denise cleared her throat, and then said, "Is it my turn?"

Just one glance in her eyes was enough to tell me that she was extremely aroused. She left her place at the door and quickly walked over, standing next to Jeff. He pulled his cock out slowly, and immediately a bead of thick, creamy white come emerged from my pussy. Without hesitating Denise dropped to her knees and began to use her tongue to lap it up as it oozed out of me. I was really enjoying watching her eat the come, and she would frequently give my clit some attention, bringing me back to my developing orgasm. She put her lips around my pussy lips and sucked, and got a huge load of come out of me all at once, which she immediately swallowed. Jeff, meanwhile, had put his shorts and shirt back on, and was standing at the door, watching Denise lick me clean.

After she was done sucking the come out, she turned her full attention to my clit, and it took maybe two minutes of steady pleasure to push me over the edge. I threw my head back and tried to keep quiet, but even then a few soft moans emerged in between my gasps for breath.

I rested on the desk for a few minutes, and then Denise helped me off, only to take my place. It was clear she wanted me to eat her, as she quickly slipped off the thong she had on under her skirt. She sat on the desk, pulled up her skirt, and spread her legs as she laid back on her elbows. I squatted down and began to kiss and lick her thighs, quickly working my way in to her thick, tangy, salty sweetness that was drenching her pussy lips. I lapped up as much as I could, and couldn't help but contrast her flavor with Melissa's. I then began to suck and lick on her clit, which caused her to moan loudly at first. Jeff quickly shushed her, and she let out a very soft moan in defiance. I varied my tempo on her clit, going back again and again to her pussy to suck up more of the juices flowing out of her. And then her hips began to buck and she threw her head back, gasping for air as her orgasm burst out of her, giving her wave after wave of pleasure. She lay down on the desk, accidentally causing a stack of Jeff's paperwork to fall onto the floor. She muttered, "Sorry" but it was apparent to both Jeff and I that she was still in ecstasy. I couldn't help but be proud of my newfound abilities to please yet another woman that day.

I stood up and put my bra back in place, and began buttoning up my dress. I noticed a little pool of come on the floor that must have dripped out of me as I squatted down to eat Denise out. Jeff had my panties in his hand, and I said, "Hey, Bro... give me my underwear back, please."

He shook his head and said, "Nope. I'm keeping these. They taste awesome."

"You are such a perv."

"Maybe, but I am 100% addicted to your sweet little pussy, Sister."

Denise chimed in, "Nice language, Jeff... please keep it down, I don't want the kids to hear."

"It's not like I'm yelling about how I just fucked Sabrina... the kids can't hear, they're like zombies when it comes to watching movies."

"I know, I know."

We all laughed and then headed back out to the dining room. We sat down and finished off the bottle of wine we had been drinking, and talked about Tuesday.

Jeff said, "I looked at the weather forecast for Tuesday, and it is supposed to be clear and sunny... do you think you'd be interested in going up to the orchard and playing on the daybed?"

I smiled in disbelief, and said, "Your mind never stops fantasizing, does it."

"Sabrina, if you knew how many times I had fantasized about fucking you up there... every time we had a fire, or a picnic up there, all I could think about was taking you on the daybed and having my way with you."

"Seriously?"

"Oh yeah. Doug too, by the way. I still remember one time the summer after you graduated from high school. You had on a mini-skirt and both Doug and I were trying desperately to see what you had on under it. If Mom and Dad hadn't been there, I think I would have fucked you right then and there."

We laughed, and then I said, "I guess I might be up for it... but I just worry that someone will see us, see what we're doing."

"How could they? It's private property, and there are trees all around it. I think we'll be ok. I just hope we have enough time to play."

"Oh, no -- that reminds me... my babysitter won't be able to watch Brayden on Tuesday."

Denise said, "Why don't you drop him off here in the morning?"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure. He's a sweetie, I'd love to watch him for you."

Jeff said, "Yeah, and that would mean we'd have plenty of time and wouldn't have to rush."

"You have a one-track mind, Brother."

"I do, I do... and speaking of which... can I put in a request for another outfit?"

"Oh brother... what now? Haven't you had your fill of garter-belts and thongs?"

"Actually, no... I was thinking I'd like to see you in a royal blue outfit. Maybe a bra instead of a bustier, this time. Thong and garter-belt, of course. And some white stockings. Yeah... yeah! That's what I want to see you in."

"Geez... and are you also going to dictate how my hair should be?"

"Now that you mention it -- how about a pony tail?"

I sighed, and shaking my head, said, "I suppose I can do that..."

"Great. I'll let Doug know."

Denise said, "I just wish I could be there... I'm going to miss out on all the fun."

She leaned over and kissed me on the lips, and we laughed a little.

"Well, maybe... maybe you'd let me take some more photos, or video clips, to show Denise afterwards?"

"I don't know, Jeff. I am petrified that someone is going to find out what we have all been doing."

"I know, I know, but nothing bad happened from the photos and videos I took from before."

"True... let me think about it, ok?"

We chatted a few minutes more, and then it was time for Brayden and I to go. He was still asleep when I put him in his car seat, but woke up as we walked out to the car. Denise and Jeff walked out with me and Jeff put Brayden's car seat into the back for me. I turned to Denise and muttered, "Sure would be nice to have some panties on right now, for the drive home."

Jeff heard me and laughed, and said, "You'll get them back, honest."

I kissed them both briefly and then got in the car and drove home. I walked in the door just as the phone was ringing. It was Greg, calling from his training, wanting to talk all about what he and Stacy had been working on, and how they had stayed up late to finish some products. Once again I felt a strong twinge of jealousy, listening to Greg talk about his "work partner". My worries about that situation only added to the stress my affairs with Doug, Jeff, and Denise were giving me. Brayden had slept so much that evening that he wasn't interested in sleeping that night, and so I didn't get much sleep at all.

Monday was tough to get through, as I was very tired and not looking forward to the chores at Mom and Dad's house, especially having to haul Brayden around. But, he was very easy to manage and I got through the chores quickly.

We then went back to Fredericks of Hollywood and started to look for the outfit that Jeff had requested. One of the salespersons came up to assist me, and said, "Oh, you've picked out a great outfit. It will really look good on you. Your husband will go crazy when he sees you in it!"

I smiled and thanked her for the help, and then had to listen to the little voice in my head the whole ride home as it reminded me over and over again about how I had spent $85 on lingerie to wear not for my husband, but for my brothers, who were going to spend the next day fucking me over and over again in a variety of positions. The little voice also reminded me that I was going to drop my son off with Denise, so that I could go fuck her husband, who happened to be my brother, while she took care of him. Thus I was feeling pretty low by the time I got home.

I put Brayden down for a nap, and decided that I would take a nap as well. I slept long and hard, and so did Brayden. After almost three hours, he woke up and began to cry, waking me up. The nap had refreshed me physically as well as mentally and emotionally. I even got a little aroused when I took the lingerie out that I had purchased and took the tags off of it. I set the bag full of lingerie on the counter of the master bathroom, and saw the silver box with the enema kit in it.

I had wondered off and on about trying anal, and could not decide at all if I wanted to try it or if it was too much of a mess. I remembered what Denise had told me, though, and decided to give it a try. Getting Brayden settled in front of the television, I got the kit ready for use and then tried it out in the bathroom. It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be, and decided that I would use the kit again on Tuesday morning, just in case an opportunity presented itself when I was with Jeff and Doug.

I woke up early on Tuesday morning, once again with flutters of excitement in my stomach as I thought about what the morning held. I got myself ready, shaving my legs, putting lotion on, and putting on the blue satin bra and matching thong. I did my hair and makeup, and then got Brayden ready before putting on a long skirt and blouse.

We got to Denise and Jeff's house at 6:30am. Jeff was already at work, and their kids were still asleep. Brayden had fallen asleep in the car on the way over, and she took him back to their bedroom and made him comfortable. She came back out and said, "You look absolutely fabulous... I am so jealous I don't get to play."

I smiled and then gave her a look under my skirt, showing her my thong.

"Oh... Sabrina... that looks absolutely delicious... I don't suppose... I could have a quick taste?"

I was already feeling aroused. I smiled at her and said, "Sure. How did you want me?"

She looked around briefly, and then, walking over to the dining room table, she looked over her shoulder at me and said, "Over here."

I went over to the table, and she had me put my hands on the table and bend over slightly, while she got behind me on her knees. She ran her hands up my legs and slowly slid the thong off. I stepped out of it and she put it on the table next to me, and then had me spread my legs, lean over, and arch my back.

Soon I felt a shot of electricity pass through my body as her tongue quickly made its way to my pussy. I knew I was wet and I could tell Denise was enjoying sucking up all of my thick juices. After sucking me clean she had me turn around and sit on the edge of the table and lean back, spreading my legs so that she could kneel in between them. Her tongue once again found my clit and wave after wave of erotic pleasure filled my body.

The sound of a bedroom door opening up down the hall broke us both out of the mood. Denise stood up quickly while I grabbed my thong and straightened out my skirt. I walked into the bathroom and shut the door, and put my thong back on. Two of their kids were already awake, so I gave a brief wave goodbye to Denise and got back in the car.

The guilt I felt driving away from their house was intense and almost overwhelming. How could I be doing this? Did I really just leave Brayden at Jeff and Denise's house, so that I could spend the day in incestuous sex with my two brothers? At our parents house, out in the open, no less? What was I thinking? It was sheer madness, and I think the only thing that stopped me from turning around and going back was the fact that Denise had gotten me extremely aroused, which had brought in a series of images in my head about what the day might hold: the pleasure of fucking and being fucked by Jeff's thick cock... the huge gobs of thick, creamy come shot deep inside me by Doug... the erotic image of Jeff behind me, pumping, as I sucked Doug... and finally... the thought of a cock inside my ass. It was enough to get me to Mom and Dad's house, but I also knew it had to come to an end -- soon.