MY DEPRAVED SUMMER

I'm sick.

I'm so sick that I'm questioning the existence of God and the meaning of life. I'm struggling with the concept of happiness. Is there a limit to how much happiness one person is allowed?

One thousand ninety-five days. Three stinking years! That is how long I lived a life filled with joy and happiness.

Gina and I were married for three bliss-filled years. They were the happiest days of my life.

My playful, saggy-breasted wife fulfilled all my dreams and willingly participated in my voyeur games.

She had trouble off and on with the leg she broke in the motorcycle accident. It wasn't uncommon for her leg to swell and hurt. Gina would rest, the pain would go away, and she'd be fine.

Except for the time when she wasn't.

After her death, I learned that swelling and leg pain are symptoms of deep vein thrombosis. I was out of town when a blood clot developed in her leg. The clot broke free and traveled to a lung. It blocked an artery and killed her.

This happens to two and a half million people a year in the United States. Three hundred thousand of them die.

Gina didn't recognize her dire situation. She died alone in our apartment.

I found her the next day; I was devastated.

My mother, sister, and the twins got me through the next two weeks. We buried Gina and grieved.

I hit the bottle and the road. I traveled the country working to keep my mind off my tragedy. Staying busy helped; being drunk helped more.

That was my modus operandi for two years. I called it grieving. The rest of the world would say I was sick...a degenerate drunk...one of the deplorables.

^^^1977^^^

Eve invited me to join her for the Fourth of July. As kids, it was one of our favorite holidays. We loved that we got to stay up late and, of course, the fireworks.

I was mourning pretty heavily at the time. I didn't think it was safe for me to operate a motor vehicle, so I declined. I celebrated alone with alcohol-induced fireworks in my head.

A week later, Eve called and said, "I need you to come home."

"What's up?"

"Everything is falling apart!" she shrieked. She started to cry and said, "Mom's sick, Rick and I are divorcing, and the twins are out of control."

"I'm coming."

^^^

It took me three days of hard driving to get there. I arrived at midnight and parked in the circle in front of the large brick house.

Eve ran out to greet me. She had on a simple, loose-fitting white cotton gown. She was braless, and I saw the girls bounce and jiggle.

I got out of my vehicle, and we embraced. I held her tightly, kissed her cheek, and teased, "Is this what you wear to greet all your late-night guests?"

"Yes! This is how I dress when I meet my gentleman callers," Eve said, playing along.

She laughed and said, "I knew it had to be you at this time of night. Not even the landscapers would drive up to my house in a pick-up truck this beat up!"

We laughed. She shed some tears.

She took me inside, made us a cup of Sanka, and we talked. I admit my eyes drifted southward to the V-neck in Eve's gown. When she reached for her coffee cup, I got tantalizing views of her braless breasts.

She noticed and called me on it. "Damnit, Ed. I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you, and all you are interested in is checking out my boobs!"

She crossed her arms, grabbed the loose-fitting gown at her shoulders, and tugged, revealing her tanned breasts.

I imagine my eyes widened. I felt my mouth smile, and I said, "Lovely. Nice tan. Do you sunbathe topless or naked?"

"You pervert," she teased. "You want details? The twins and I sunbathe in the nude. It's one of the few activities we share without fighting.

"I enjoy the warmth of the sun. They do it for their job. They're topless go-go dancers."

"Wow! The women in our family have the tits for topless dancing, but I never thought anyone would choose it as a profession."

I leered at her tits and said, "Your boobs are bigger and better than ever."

She cupped her right breast and said, "Bigger, I believe. I'm forty-seven. Between the hormonal ups and downs associated with pre-menopause and me gaining some weight, the girls are a full cup larger.

"Better? Not likely," Eve said and frowned. "They sag."

"They look great; the sagging is minimal," I said, trying to reassure her.

"Oh. That's right. You're an expert on saggy breasts. You've seen our mother naked."

I flinched.

"That hurt," I said. "You know it wasn't my choice to see Mom's nude body. Yours I love, and I can't get enough off, but Mom's..."

"Gee, thanks," she said. She punched me on the arm and added, "Every sister dreams of her brother saying they love seeing you naked."

We laughed.

I reached out and caressed a soft breast.

Eve asked, "What's the matter, you horny bastard? Not getting any?"

"I haven't had sex in a while."

"Me neither," she said and sighed. She added, "In your case it's understandable. You look and smell like a bum."

I rubbed my stubble and said, "Yes. I imagine I do. Are you having second thoughts about bringing me into the house? Maybe I should shower. I've been on the road for three days and nights, eating bad food and catching naps in the truck when I was fatigued."

"A shower would be a good idea."

She pulled up her gown, ending my peep show, and led me to her bedroom. She gestured toward the en suite bathroom and said, "The shower's in there."

I went inside, closed the door, and undressed.

The door swung open while I was adjusting the water. I turned to see my sister entering. I felt my face warm and dropped a hand to cover my crotch.

"I've got to pee," she said, explaining her entrance.

She hiked up her gown and sat on the toilet.

"No panties?"

"It's good to air out my vagina. It reduces the risks of getting a yeast infection."

"TMI, Sis," I said. " Hmm. Those words sound familiar."

I stroked my chin as if deep in thought, and said, "Oh, yeah. Mother gave me a lecture on the need for vaginas to be panties-free when we were on our cruise. God! That was a memorable trip. I still haven't forgiven you for ducking out and sending me instead."

The shower came to a comfortable temperature. I stepped in as my sister peed in the toilet. I wet my body and luxuriated in the warm water.

I opened my mouth to speak, and said, "Eve..."

My sister flushed the toilet. The toilet stole cold water from my shower, the shower water pressure dropped, and I was hit with some uncomfortable hot water.

"Jesus!" I shouted and raised my hands to block the hot water from hitting my more delicate skin.

"What were you saying?" Eve asked.

Exasperated, I said, "I was going to ask you not to flush the toilet so I wouldn't be scalded."

She giggled and said, "Sorry. Maybe I can make it up to you."

She removed her nightgown, stepped naked into the shower, and asked,

"Remember, what happened the last time we shared a shower?"

"Vaguely," I lied. I reached for her and groped a breast and her ass. My growing erection pressed against her warm, soft body.

She laughed, hugged me with one arm, and grabbed my cock with her free hand.

It was like old times.

She beat me off, and I came on her imported tiles.

I sucked on her tits and fingered her until she moaned loudly as she climaxed and said, "Oh, Ed!"

We rested, washed, and got out of the shower.

"I needed that," Eve said with a smile. "Masturbating with a vibrator cannot compete with climaxing while in the arms of a man."

We dried our bodies. She slipped her gown on and gave me a pair of Rick's pajamas.

We returned to the family room, sat in silence, and sipped good bourbon from cut glass tumblers.

When her glass was half empty, Eve said, "Mom has cancer. The prognosis isn't good."

I shook my head, felt sad, and asked, "Is she in pain?"

"No. The doctors have her on morphine. They say she doesn't have much time."

"Can we see her tomorrow?"

Eve nodded and took a sip of her drink.

"So you and Rick are getting divorced. I can't say I didn't see that coming."

"Yes. It's a relief actually," Eve said. "We haven't been close for years. I stayed with him for the girls' sake. That turned out to be a mistake."

I raised an eyebrow.

Eve saw my reaction and explained, "Divorce is hard on kids. They may worry that if their parents can stop loving one another that someday their parents may stop loving them. Or they think the family breakup is their fault.

"Children of divorce tend to have emotional and behavioral problems, and they do poorly at school.

"I waited until the twins graduated high school before initiating a divorce. I hoped that since they were older, they'd handle it better."

I nodded and said, "That makes sense."

"It didn't help. The girls are angry. They are acting out: drinking, using drugs, and being sexually active."

"Don't all teenagers experiment and behave that way?"

"Addy and Maddy are reckless and promiscuous. They were arrested for drunk driving, got gonorrhea, and were kicked out of college."

"Whoa!"

"Yeah. That's why I called and said I needed you here."

^^^

Three days later, my mother died peacefully in her sleep. I was thankful she didn't suffer and that we had a chance to say our goodbyes. The funeral was a solemn affair.

Eve's divorce went through. She got the house and a pile of cash.

The relationship between Eve and the twins remained strained.

Have I mentioned the women in my family are stubborn and hard-headed?

I spent as much time with the girls as I could. I could see they were lost, confused, and unhappy.

Rick hadn't been much of a husband or father. He ignored his family and focused on making money.

Still, the girls craved his attention. They struggled with feelings of abandonment and low self-esteem. They were angry, impulsive, and made poor choices.

I was determined to do what I could for them.

^^^

Eve was alone in the big house. I moved into the guest bedroom.

We were both hurting, mourning the loss of our mother. We also worried about her girls. Neither of us had anyone to confide in, so we spent a lot of time together. We comforted each other and, yes, we had sex.

Eve stuck to her no intercourse rule.

It was great to be with her. I enjoyed her breasts and eating her sweet pussy. I'm not sure if it was because I'd had an embarrassing long dry spell or if she'd improved her cocksucking skills, either way, I thoroughly enjoyed her blowjobs.

^^^

"Knock. Knock," I said one evening. I stuck my head in as I opened my sister's bedroom door.

She was lying in bed with a book. She looked at me over her cute reading glasses, smirked, and asked, "What do you want?"

"A snack."

"This is my bedroom, not the kitchen."

"I want to snack on your snatch," I said. I stepped into her room and showed her my naked body and large erection.

She smiled, took off her glasses, and set them on the nightstand with her book. She threw the sheet off her and exposed her nude body.

"I was hoping you'd stop by."

She spread her legs and showed me her trimmed pussy.

I entered the room, got on her bed, and stuck my nose in her crotch. I breathed in her musky scent and licked her slit.

"Mmmm," she moaned.

I forced my tongue inside her vagina and scooped out her nectar.

"Ohhh."

She raised her knees and spread her legs.

I took full advantage of my improved access. I licked a finger and stuck it inside her. My tongue went to work on her button.

"Ohhh. Nice," she said.

I kissed her nub, licked her gash, and sucked on her labia. My finger was out of her vag. I focused my oral efforts on her clit and brought my slick finger to her asshole; I shoved it in.

"Ohhh," she gasped. "That's new."

"Like it?"

"It's...interesting."

"Ever had anal sex?"

"Of course," she said. "Rick has a small cock. I felt nothing when he was in my pussy. At least when he was in my butt I got some sensation. If I frigged myself, I had a chance of climaxing."

She giggled, "My first anal experience was in college." A faraway look appeared in her eyes as she recalled the event. We stopped having sex as she told me an interesting story.

^^^College Flashback^^^

Eve returned to the sorority house after another disappointing date. She sighed as she closed the front door and climbed the steps to her bedroom.

Katey, a sorority sister, was wearing a robe and coming down the stairs. She pointed at Eve's leg and said, 'You've got something on your thigh. Is that cum?'

They stopped on the stairs. Eve wiped the sticky white substance off her inner thigh with a tissue and said, 'Probably. My vagina is full of sperm. My panties are soaked. I had a date with Tim Travel, and he deposited a huge load in me after two minutes of passionate intercourse."

"That's not long. Did you cum?"

"Nope. He shot his load, rolled off me, and said, 'Sweetheart, that was great.' He got up and left.

"That inconsiderate bastard!" Katey hollered. "You deserve better."

Her face brightened, she grabbed Eve's arm, and said, "The Guru is visiting tonight. Let's see if we can get you an appointment."

Katey escorted Eve to the president of the sorority, who was hanging out in the main room on the first floor with other members of the sorority. Katey lifted the front of Eve's skirt and showed everyone her cum-filled panties.

Eve's face warmed and reddened as she pushed her skirt back into place.

"Tell them what you told me," Katey ordered.

Eve balked, blushed, but eventually, repeated her story.

Everyone commiserated with her.

Jane, a flatchested education major, went to a whiteboard and added Tim Travel's name to the 'Undateables' column. This was a list of douchebags, guys to be avoided.

"It's all well and good that Tim is blacklisted," Katey said. "Can't we do more? The Guru is here. Can we work her in?"

"Guru? What are you talking about?" Eve asked.

Jen, the president, was about to answer when they heard a shriek of passion. It was the loudest and longest orgasmic scream Eve had ever heard. The sisters stopped and listened. Those in the know smiled.

Katey grinned and said, "That was the Guru's doing. I believe that was Susie Wong announcing her climax."

"Her second one!" Jane said, giggling.

"The Guru is a privilege for Juniors and Seniors," Jen said. "Due to your unsatisfying experience tonight, I'll make an exception, and give you my slot."

"What is 'The Guru'? Eve asked.

"It's not a what. It's a who," Katey answered. "The Guru is a skilled lover who has made it his mission in life to bring orgasmic bliss to women. He visits twice a month and entertains two of our members."

"You can count on coming twice with him!" Jane said.

"What's the catch?" Eve asked.

"He's going to fuck your butt," Jen answered plainly.

Eve flinched and mumbled, "I've never done that."

Katey said, "Don't automatically dismiss the idea. I was an anal virgin when I arrived on campus. I love regular sex and never imagined taking a dick up my ass, but you heard Susie Wong holler. Did that sound like someone in pain or not having a good time?"

Eve shook her head no.

"I swear," Jen said. "It'll be the best sex you've ever had. It's naughty and fucking fantastic."

Betty, a petite brunette, came forward, looked Eve in the eyes, and said, "I don't cum from vaginal sex. Before I met the Guru I only came when a skilled tongue or vibrator was on my clit. This guy is special. I orgasm twice every time I'm with him, and the climaxes are huge."

"Try it," Katey said, "I guarantee you'll like it. The Guru is kind and gentle and, if you say stop or this isn't for you, he'll stop without any hard feelings."

"You all have sex with this guy?" Eve asked, looking at the upper-class sorority members.

The young women laughed and nodded.

"You make it sound so dirty," Jen said and smirked. She adopted a serious face and said, "Sometimes sex is about expressing your love; sometimes it's about getting off. Guys separate love from sex; why shouldn't we?"

"How is sleeping with the Guru any different than having sex with Tim?" Betty asked.

"Besides one leaving you unsatisfied and the other sending you to the moon," Katey chipped in.

"I thought Tim and I had something or could have something..."

"And he treated you like a cum dumpster," Jen said. "He shoved his penis in you, came, and left you with a mess dripping out of your vagina."

"Maybe if you weren't so horny you'd be more discriminating about who you sleep with, and you could find a lifemate," Katey said.

Eve looked confused.

Jane said, "We women do a lot of things for others. We paint our nails, shave our legs, and put on makeup. All to please men. What's wrong with doing something just for you...for your pleasure?"

"I have anal sex with him," Jen said. "Many here do. It's nice knowing that I'm going to orgasm, and I don't have to worry about pleasing him, about the two pounds I've put on, how my hair looks, or the condition of our relationship. It's like a spa day: something you do for you."

"Go to the bathroom and clean up," Jen said softly. "I'll bring him to your room and introduce you."

Eve washed her vagina with a wet cloth and went to her room. She was too nervous to sit on her bed. Her mind swirled as she paced.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Eve said.

Jen and a man entered. Jen introduced them and exited the room.

The Guru was a sandals-wearing, long-haired guy of medium height. He was older than her, in his late twenties. He wore glasses and a simple white gown.

He looked like someone into Eastern religions. He had that look of serenity.

He wasn't a handsome man. He had a plain face, an under-developed physique, and an over-developed Adam's apple.

They talked.

He was calm and non-threatening, and he put her at ease.

He reminded her of a yoga instructor. He spoke about self-care, reducing stress, and how he helped others find peace and joy.

He didn't push her to have sex or grope her as Tim had. He said, "The decision to have sex is entirely up to you. If we do, the focus will be on your pleasure, not mine."

She had questions. Would it hurt? How would they do it? Etc...

He answered all of them to her satisfaction.

Eve thought, "What do I have to lose? My sorority sisters vouched for him. More than that, they gush about how being with him was the best sex they'd ever had. Women who never orgasm climaxed when they slept with him. Orgasmic women had multi-orgasms."

She smiled sheepishly and said, "Let's do it."

They undressed.

Eve was a young, hot coed with a pretty face and a toned body. She had hard nipples centered in a ring of pink flesh on full round breasts. The curls between legs were neatly trimmed.

The Guru was a slim man with no muscle definition. Black hair covered his chest, belly, groin, and legs.

He trimmed the area around his crotch.

His cock was hard. It was a decent length and lacked girth.

She critiqued it, saying to herself, "That's the skinniest dick I've ever seen." She giggled and added, "If something is going in my butt, skinny is good."

"Lay down on your stomach in the center of the bed," he said gently. "As I explained, we aren't going to kiss or make up. I will give you a massage to start. I want you to relax. The keys to great anal sex are trust, relaxation, stimulation, and plenty of lube.

"I'm going to prepare your body and earn your trust. Your job is to prepare your mind.

"Close your eyes if they're open.

"Do this simple breathing technique. Take a few big, deep breaths. Breathe in and exhale through your nose."As you breathe in, feel your belly expand. As you breathe out, feel your belly contract.

He stood beside the bed without touching her and watched her breathe.

After a few deep breaths, he said, "You are doing well. As you breathe in, say in your mind, "I breathe in peace and calm. As you breathe out, say in your mind, "I breathe out stress and tension."

"Okay," Eve said.

He watched her take five breaths. She was noticeably more relaxed by the fifth breath.

He climbed on the bed, knelt by her feet, and touched her foot. She jumped.

"Sorry," she apologized.

He removed his hands and said, "It's okay. It's not unusual or unexpected that you're nervous. After all, you're naked and alone with a naked stranger."

He chuckled and added, "I need to earn your trust. Breathe."

Eve focused on her breathing.

The guru placed his hands on her right foot. His hands were soft, like a woman's hands. He was gentle as he rubbed and caressed her feet.

"Ahh," she sighed. She thought, "I've never been naked this long with a man who hasn't groped me or pushed my head down to get me to suck his dick. This is nice."

She relaxed, enjoyed his massage, and took deep, long breaths.

The guru worked his way up her legs.

Eve spread her legs to give him access to her pussy.

He didn't touch her vulva. He moved and massaged her hands, arms, neck, shoulders, and back.

Eve enjoyed his touch. She relaxed. Even when his cock bumped into her body it didn't break her Zen-like calm.

"Please roll over," he asked.

She did.

He smiled and said, "You are relaxed. The next phase is to stimulate you. Do I have your permission to touch your erogenous zones?"

"Yes."

"Thank you."

He touched her breasts and nipples with his hands.

"Mmmm," she moaned.

She moaned when his mouth sucked on her nipples. She unconsciously wrapped her arms around his head, pulled, and held him against her breasts.

The room filled with her fragrance as her vagina grew warm and wet.

He touched her pussy.

"Ohh!" she cried out.

Her hips rose, and she came. It was small and surprised her. She released his head, blushed, and said, "Wow. That's never happened to me before. One touch and you made me come."

He smiled and said, "The first of many. I hope."

He returned to sucking on her boobs as his fingers explored her pussy.

Eve moaned. The folds of flesh between her legs became wet and slippery.

The guru slid down her body, kissing her stomach and belly as he descended to her aromatic vagina.

He ate her.

"Ohhh! God! That feels so good," she hollered.

The guru used his skilled tongue.

"Oh! OH! OHhhh!" Eve cried out loudly as she climaxed. Her hips shot off the bed, and her thighs spasmed, trapping the Guru's head.

He smiled as she enjoyed her bliss for the second time.

She enjoyed the fire flowing through her veins.

She rested, recovered, and blushed.

"Oh. I'm sorry for trapping your head against my sex." She spread her legs, releasing him.

"Not at all. You have a lovely pussy and heavenly nectar."

"Let me make it up to you," she said, and she grabbed his staff, squeezed it, and stroked him.

He placed his hand on her wrist, pulled gently, and said, "I appreciate the offer, but this evening is all about you. My pleasure comes from your pleasure.

"We're ready to go to the next stage. Please roll over and spread your legs."

Eve released his dick and lay on her stomach with her legs open.

The guru climbed in between her knees and sat on his heels. He reverently stared at her butt for a long time.

Eve got anxious, turned her head to look at him, and said, "What are you doing?"

He ignored her question and said, "Did you know that just like boobs, ears, and snowflakes, no two butts are exactly alike? The main buttock shapes are square, round, heart, and an inverted V shape."

He didn't take his eyes off her ass as he said, "The ratios between your waist, hips, and thighs determine your category.

"If the shape from your hip bone to your outer thigh is more or less a straight line, you have a square butt.

"Some women have more fullness at the top of their ass, and less volume in the lower butt cheeks. This creates a line between your pelvis and hips that angles inward, kind of like a V."

Eve was still looking at him as he lectured on derrieres. He raised two fingers forming a 'V'. He turned his hand over so his fingers pointed down in an inverted 'V'."

He touched her body when he mentioned a part as he continued his dissertation, "If you have a tapered waistline and fat distributed in the lower part of your butt or thighs, from behind, the shape of your hips and butt cheeks look like an inverted heart.

"You have my favorite kind of butt," he said. "You have a round or bubble-shaped bottom."

He touched her features as he described them.

"Your butt shape is the result of full hips and fat distribution around the butt cheeks. The top and bottom parts. This creates a curvy, rounded butt.

He patted her firm, round butt and said, "There are several factors that determine your butt shape. Your skeletal and muscle structure plays a big part: the position of your hip bones and pelvis, the size of your gluteal muscles, and the way your butt muscles attach to your thigh bones.

"Your genetics determine your bone structure and how your body distributes fat.

He let a finger drift down her butt crack. He touched her anus.

"Nothing is set in stone about our bodies. You had a flat butt until puberty. Estrogen caused fat to be added to your butt and hips. You developed curves and eventually this fine round keister.

He sighed heavily and said, "Sadly, when you go through menopause, and your estrogen levels drop, you will lose this butt and your hourglass figure.

"Fat will leave your upper butt and migrant to your waist and abdomen, and you will end up with an inverted V-shaped bottom."

He reached into his bag which he'd placed on the bed and got out a bottle of lube. He said, "It's time to stretch your orifice. Are you ready?"

"I guess," Eve answered.

"You don't sound confident and certain. We can stop. You've had a nice orgasm."

"I've had two," Eve said and laughed. "I had a little one the first time you touched my clit."

"I trust you," Eve said. "Everything so far has been great. You've been a kind, considerate, and gentle lover. I've considered anal in the past, but I was scared. I'm not afraid of you.

"Please continue my introduction to anal sex."

"Okay. Hand me a pillow."

She did.

"Lift your butt and I'll slip the pillow under your hips. This will give me a better angle to enter. Doggie style is a good option. Maybe next time?"

"Sure...Maybe."

"Do your breathing exercise. I'm going to apply lube and stretch your anus."

He poured the lube on her butt and the fingers of his right hand. He started slowly and gently as he had with her breasts and vagina. He rubbed her bum and pressed on her butthole. He didn't penetrate her. He talked to her to distract her and keep her from getting anxious.

"Did you know anus is Latin for ring or circle?"

"I did not."

"Like humans, amphibians, reptiles, fish, and birds have a mouth at the beginning of their digestive system. Unlike us, they have a single orifice for expelling what needs to be gotten rid of. This one hole excretes liquid and solid wastes. In the case of males, it delivers sperm.

Some female fish use it to expel eggs that are fertilized outside their bodies.

"Some females use this multi-purpose hole to copulate and then, their eggs pass through it.

He drove a single finger into her ass.

"Ahh!" she sighed.

He sawed his finger in and out of her. He tugged, stretching her ring of muscle.

"If birds, fish, frogs, and reptiles are having sex through the backdoor, how can people say anal sex is an unnatural act?"

"Mmmm," Eve moaned

He added lube and another finger to her ass.

"Ahh. Ohh," she responded.

"Am I hurting you?"

"No," she said breathily. "I feel the stretch and something else."

"The anus has nerve endings in it," the guru explained. "Those nerve endings generate a lot of great sensations, and that leads to mind-blowing sex."

Things progressed quickly.

The guru got a bullet vibrator out of his bag, turned it on, and put it under Eve, against her clit.

"Ohhh!"

He worked on her asshole and got the results he wanted. The guru said, "Your body's ready. I'm going to put my dick in. Okay?"

"Ohh. Okay. Yes."

The guru removed his fingers, poured lube on her anus, and applied it liberally to his cock. He placed the tip of his dick against her bumhole and said, "Veni, vidi, vici!"

He thrust into her. Slowly. With steady pressure.

The head of his cock went inside her.

Eve didn't notice. Her ass was stretched and relaxed, and his penis wasn't that thick. Maybe she didn't notice because she was focused on keeping her clit against the bullet vibrator.

He slid more in.

She noticed the pressure, the stretching, and asked, "Are you in?"

"Yes. You're doing fine," he assured her. "Continue your breathing."

The guru was careful and considerate as he worked his whole cock into her ass and took his first full strokes.

"Ohh. Wow! I feel so much," Eve said. "It's intense. I can feel every inch of you sliding in and out. It's not that way when a penis is in my vagina."

"I'm glad you like it."

"I feel so naughty! I'm such a dirty girl. I'm having anal sex!"

He smiled and kicked it up a notch. He heard her moan and her labored breathing as he probed the depth of her rear end.

He fucked her ass!

She took it!

His sweat dripped on her body. Her body glistened from a layer of perspiration.

Every time he thrust into her, he grunted, and she groaned

He listened to the sounds she made: the sighs, the coos, the whimpers, and he knew she was going to have a spectacular climax, and he knew she'd beg him to return to her bed.

"Ohh. Ohh! Ohhhhhhh!" she cried out as she writhed, spasmed, and came.

He pounded her and took his relief.

He lay on top of her until his dick slipped out. He rolled onto his side, looked at her, and thought, "Look at this beautiful woman! Not only have I had sex with her, but I've also reduced her to a pile of mush!"

Eve rested; she dozed. When she opened her eyes, she smiled sheepishly at her lover.

The guru claimed his prize. He pressed his lips to hers and received a passionate kiss.

Eve looked at him with glassy eyes and said, "That was wonderful. The biggest and best climax ever!

"It was intense. My whole body was stimulated and felt my orgasm everywhere. The taboo nature of anal sex was a huge turn-on.

"Would you do it again?"

"With you, Yes!

She smiled and asked, "Hey. What do you say when you put your cock in me? Ven-day..."

"Veni, vidi, vici! It's a Latin phrase attributed to Julius Caesar who, according to Appian, used these words in a letter to the Roman Senate around 47 BC after he had achieved a quick victory in his short war against Pharnaces II at the Battle of Zela which today is part of Turkey.

"It means 'I came, I saw, I conquered."

She looked appalled and slapped his arm.

She thought it over and said, "Sorry about the slap. On second thought the words are accurate. You conquered my fears and have converted me. Anal sex is now part of my repertoire!"

"When can I see you again?" she asked.

^^^Back to the present^^^

"That's an interesting story," I said.

I returned to flicking her clitoris with my tongue while I fucked her ass with my index finger.

She moved her hips and breathed loudly. I took those as signs she liked what I was doing, and I kept it up.

"Oh!" she moaned.

After more clit sucking and ass play, she moaned louder.

"OHhhh!"

I increased my pace and pushed her over the cliff.

"Oh. Oh. OHhhhhh!" she cried out as she came.

I moved and lay beside her.

My dick was very hard. It throbbed. I softly sucked a breast while I waited for her to come down from her high.

"That was different," she said.

"Fun?"

"Yes."

She grabbed my cock and squeezed. She stroked me and asked, "What do you want? A handjob or a blowjob?"

"Can I fuck your tits?"

"Another time. I'm near my period, and my boobs are sore. They're too achy for such rough action."

"Then let me fuck your other cleavage."

"What are you talking about?"

"Cleavage. The hollow between two mounds of flesh. There's one in the front between your breasts and another on your backside between your ass cheeks.

She laughed and said, "You want to fuck my butt crack?"

"Yeah. It's like a titty fuck. I'll drizzle baby oil in your butt crack and fuck your gluteus maximus. I'll slide my hotdog between the bun formed by your butt cheeks."

"That's crazy," she said. She looked at me, shrugged, and added, "But no crazier than sliding your dick between my breasts. If you want to do it..."

She leaned over and opened the drawer of her nightstand. I saw a Hitachi Magic Wand. She grabbed a bottle, handed it to me, and said, "Use this. It's better than baby oil.

"How do you want me?" my sister asked.

"Roll over."

She lay on her stomach, and I pushed my hard cock into her butt cleavage. I did a few practice thrusts.

"I think a pillow will help," I said.

I grabbed a pillow, put it under her hips, knelt behind her, and slid my dick into her crack

"That's better," I said. "How's it for you?"

"Ah. Weird and totally non-pleasurable, but titty fucks don't do anything for me either. Go ahead and have your fun."

I poured lube on her butt and rubbed it around. My hand was coated with the stuff. I stroked my penis with an oily hand.

I put my cock into her butt crack, pushed her cheeks together, and slid my dick along the crevice.

"Nice," I said.

I thrust into her. It wasn't as good as I expected. My dick came out of her crack. I used my thumb to push my cock down. That worked better.

I got some friction.

"Eve, it's hot to see my dick rubbing against your ass."

"If you say so," she said and chuckled.

I enjoyed driving the frenulum on the underside of my penis against her butt crack.

I saw her crinkled asshole and made it a point to press the spongy head of my dick against it on every stroke. The angle was wrong for penetration, but I think we both enjoyed the teasing motion.

I changed things up and went to town as if I was fucking her butt cleavage.

It didn't go well. I couldn't keep my cock in her crack and get good friction. I slowed my thrusts, dropped a hand to her pussy, fingered her nub, and made her sigh.

"Ohhh."

I enjoyed the view and I felt better since now she was getting some pleasure out of my actions.

My eyes focused on her asshole. I thought about the story she told me about her introduction to anal sex.

I returned to pressing the head on my dick against her anus.

I need to pause the story to set up what happened next. I've told you I have an average-length cock with an average satisfying girth.

You know that penises come in many shapes and sizes. Some have large mushroom-shaped heads.

Mine doesn't.

I have a slim tapered tip. My erect penis is thinnest at the tip and gradually becomes thicker. It is thickest at the base. It works for me and has pleased my partners. Penetration is easy, and as my dick goes in deeper and deeper, the "ooh la la" sensation increases.

Back to our story.

I knelt between Eve's legs, finger her, and smiled because I heard her moan.

I resumed the ass play.

I smashed the crown of my dick against her anus.

My fingers had her squirming and moaning. Emboldened, I rose and pushed my dick into her tight ring of muscle.

Our bits were coated with oil. She's moving; I'm pushing...The tip slid into her anal orifice.

At first, I thought she didn't notice. She didn't raise a fuss. I continued diddling her clitoris and slowly slipped more of my dick inside.

"What are you doing to my ass?"

"Does it hurt?"

"No. What happened to the butt crack fuck? I feel you stretching my asshole."

"Can I continue, if I'm careful?"

"Okay. Keep your magic fingers dancing on my button."

"Got it."

I increased the tempo of my digits and slid the whole tip of my penis and a bit more into her bottom.

"Ohhh. The finger in my butt was okay. What's that? Your thumb?"

"I'll be gentle.

I shoved more cock into my sister's keister.

"Ah. Ohhh," she groaned and wiggled her ass. That allowed me to get more of my cock into her.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Veni, vidi, vici."

I pushed more of me into her ass and made sure to rub her clit.

"Ohhh!...You bastard!" she shouted. "Your fucking my ass!"

I froze, leaving my cock in her,

A heavy silence hung in the air. It seemed like ages passed before she spoke.

"Lean back," she ordered.

I pulled my hips back. My dick came with me.

Before I was completely out of her, Eve surprised me by raising her butt. She lifted her torso off the bed and got on her hands and knees.

She surprised me again when she shoved her ass into me, reclaiming my dick.

"Ohhh," she grunted as my penis re-entered her.

I froze again.

She said, "Come on. Put lube on your cock and my asshole. If we're going to have anal sex let's do it right."

I poured lube on us and thrust gently.

She barked, "Don't pussyfoot around! Shove your penis in me and play with my clit."

I complied.

We got into a good rhythm with long, deep strokes.

She howled and moaned like a cat in heat.

I frigged her clit and bottomed out on every stroke. I had a free hand, so I groped her left breast and tugged on its nipple.

"Bastard!" she spat out.

"My dick looks like it belongs in your ass," I countered.

I pounded her and pinched her clit.

"Ahhh!" she howled in pain.

I didn't let up. I mauled her pussy with my hand and slammed my cock into her sweet ass.

She changed her tune. She stopped cursing me, and I only heard moans of pleasure.

"Ohh! Ohh! Ohhhhhh!"

She came; I came. We collapsed. All seemed right with the world.

I rolled off her and lay, breathing heavily, beside her. She had her eyes closed and was panting the same as me.

I saw her eyes open and expected the worst.

"Nice job, Brother. I needed a good buggering. Not since college, when I was with The Guru, have I been ass-fucked that well."

"Happy to oblige."

^^^

I saw the twins the day after I pulled up to Eve's house. They were beautiful Younger, slimmer, blonder versions of their mother. They greeted me cordially, and we went to the hospital to visit their grandmother.

We talked; tears were shed.

The nurse shooed us out saying visiting hours were over.

"Girls, do you want to join us for dinner?" Eve asked.

"We can't," Addison said pointedly.

"We have to work tonight," Madison said.

I noticed there was a sharpness to their words. No 'I wish we could', or 'We'll get together soon'.

"Okay. Another time," Eve said. She sounded sad.

The twins left in their car, and Eve and I drove home. I said, "I couldn't help but notice the tension between you and the kids."

"They blame me for their father's neglect. I should have married a better man. Someone like you. I catch grief for trying to get them on a better path. As if it's my fault they flunked out of college, live in a run-down apartment in a bad part of town, and work at the Whiskey River nightclub."

^^^The next night^^^

I decided to check out the place where the twins worked. I arrived at 10:00 p.m.

It looked like a nice place that catered to the young and the hip.

This club didn't want me. I was too old.

There was a long line waiting to get in. I went straight to the velvet rope, grabbed a fifty-dollar bill out of my wallet, held it up for the doorman to see, and said, "I have a reservation. The name's Grant."

The big man's hand shot out as quick as a rattlesnake's strike and grabbed my money. He gave me a hard look. As I waited for him to speak I thought, "That's fifty bucks down the drain."

The guy looked at the bill he'd snatched, looked at me, and said, "Come in."

The crowd behind me groused because I'd cut in front of them. I didn't care, and neither did the bouncer.

I heard music. A sleepy guy behind the counter in the vestibule said, "We have a $5.00 cover and a two-drink minimum."

I handed him the money he wanted and entered the main floor of the club.

The place was nice. It had a good sound system that pumped out the music. It had a disco ball and lights that flashed to the beat of the songs.

The dance floor was full of people getting their groove on. Tables with chairs ringed the dance floor. A large bar was off to the side.

There were cages suspended from the ceiling. In them were topless young women wearing white vinyl boots and short shorts. They were dancing their asses off.

It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the light. I looked around for the twins. I checked the bar and the costumed waitress who walked by in short skirts and tight, low-cut tops. I didn't see them. They weren't in the cages either.

I was headed to the bar to ask about my nieces when movement caused me to look up. New dancers were replacing the old ones.

I recognized the twins. They had their mother's great breasts with small pink nipples.

I was impressed with their dancing. They moved with a grace and intensity that the other go-go dancers lacked.

I went to the bar, sat on a stool, and bought two beers.

I tried not to leer at my half-naked nieces. I forced myself to look at the dance floor and my fellow patrons. It didn't work. The voyeur in me won out, and my eyes sought the four topless cage dancers.

I admit that I gazed longer at the twins. In my defense, they were prettier, better dancers, and had nicer tits.

I left before finishing my second beer. I prayed that the twins hadn't seen me. I felt guilty for ogling my nieces. I mumbled, "I'm sick" as I walked out the door.

^^^

The next time I saw Addy and Maddy was a few days later when we buried my mother. I saw them at the funeral and the get-together afterward for family and friends at Eve's house,

I looked for an opportunity to have a conversation with them but was busy accepting condolences.

I saw Addy grab a full bottle of tequila. The sisters walked out into the backyard. Maddy stumbled as she crossed the door's threshold.

I wanted to follow them but was delayed by a friend of my mother's who wanted to tell me how much my grandmother enjoyed herself on the cruise we shared.

"Oh, that was quite a trip. Memorable, for sure," I said.

When I exited the house, I didn't see the girls. I walked past the pool and through the garden. I searched for them in the back of the lot.

I found them in the woods where I had built them a treehouse. They were sitting on swings suspended from a thick branch, and taking turns chugging tequila from the bottle. Half the bottle was gone.

"Hi," I said.

"Want some?" Addy asked. She slurred the words.

"No, thanks. That's pretty strong stuff. Should you be drinking that?"

"Don't scold us," Maddy said. She sounded drunk too.

"Be the cool uncle. The one who played with us and took us to concerts," Addison said. She pushed off, lifted her feet, and swung. When she came forward, the wind lifted her skirt.

Of course, I looked up her skirt. I was right in front of her five feet away. I saw tanned thighs and a dark space between her legs. I stared and wondered, "Are those panties or does she have black pubes?"

"He's no longer the cool uncle," Maddy said. "He's a perv. He's looking up your dress. Why should we be surprised? He came to the club and watched us dance. He leered at his topless nieces."

Addison stopped swinging, stood, and asked, "Do you like to look?" She lifted her skirt and flashed me.

I learned the answer to one question. She was wearing black underwear.

She sneered and asked, "Did you like seeing our tits?"

"Yes. I'm a sick, depraved man. I like women. I especially like looking at naked women, but I didn't come here to perv on you. Your skirt flipped up right in front of me. I couldn't help but notice. I came here to talk.

I gave them a sincere look and said, "I didn't go to the club to see your boobs. I forgot you danced topless. I wanted to see where you worked. To see if you're okay."

I looked from one inebriated nineteen-year-old to the other and said, "Addy, Maddy, I sense tension between you and your mom. Am I wrong?"

"No. She's been on our case for years," Addy said.

"Nothing we do is good enough," Maddy explained. "So we keep our distance."

"You were lucky to have Grandma," Addy said. "She's always been loving and supportive."

Maddy said, "We have an absentee father. He's too busy working to make time for us. He missed birthday parties and never came to school events."

"Our mother is hyper-critical," Addy said, "She complains about our grades, our clothes, our friends, our drinking, and us having sex."

"You'd think she'd say, 'My! What responsible girls I have raised'," Madison said. "When we were eighteen, and the prom was coming, we asked her to put us on the pill just in case we had sex."

"We weren't sexually active, but it was the prom. We knew there'd be drinking and parties," Addy said, "and we didn't want to get pregnant."

"It was a good thing we were on birth control!" Maddy said.

The twins broke out into giggles.

"Things might have turned out differently if Dad hadn't called us sluts," Addison said.

The twins took turns telling the tale.

^^^ prom flashback^^^

^^May, 1976^^^

Addison and Madison were in the bedroom they shared. They were in front of their makeup tables, applying way too much eyeliner. Satisfied with their painted faces, they helped each other put on their prom dresses. They were careful not to mess up their hair.

They wore matching long pink satin dresses with spaghetti straps. The gowns had a modest front, a slit up one side, and were backless. The twins didn't want bra straps to show and opted not to wear them.

Eve and Rick went to the girls' bedroom and knocked.

"Come in," the girls said in unison and stood eager to be seen.

Rick was his usual grumpy self. As the door swung open, he said, "I want to see what my money bought."

He looked at the beaming eighteen-year-olds and said, "You look like sluts. I can see your nipples. Eve, fix this, or they aren't going to the prom!"

He stormed out of the room as the teens burst into tears.

Eve hurried to them and consoled them.

"Fuck him!" Addy said. "This is the last time I'll seek his approval."

"Mom, we have to go to the prom," Madison pleaded. "All our friends will be there."

"You will. We can fix this. Satin is a soft fabric. It can be clingy and allow your nipples to show."

She went to their dresser, pulled out strapless bras, and said, "Here. Put these on."

Her daughters pushed the skinny straps off their shoulders, bared their firm young breasts, and begrudgingly took the bras.

"We don't need bras. We don't have old saggy tits," Maddy said.

"I know, but you know how your father is. He won't let you out of the house without them."

The sisters put the bras on. Addison groused, "Why does he care? He ignores us most of our lives, and all of a sudden he's concerned about us."

"Not us," her sister said. "He's concerned about how things reflect on him."

The bras were on. The sisters pulled up the front of their dresses.

"Why did you marry him? Addy asked. "He doesn't treat you any better than he does us. He's always working."

Eve ignored the question and said, "Turn around."

The twins slowly spun.

"You look beautiful. The bras don't show, the dresses drape nicely, and you'll pass muster with your father. I'll come and get you when your dates arrive."

A few minutes later, a limousine pulled up to the big house. Out stepped two long-hair dudes in colorful tuxedos with wide lapels. They rang the doorbell.

Rick opened the door and said, exasperated, "For the love of God! It figures. Two long-hair dope-smoking losers."

He turned and walked away.

Eve invited the young men in and got the girls. Photos were taken, and off they went.

The quartet did the normal prom stuff. They had dinner at a swanky restaurant. Eve had made the reservation and arranged to pick up the tab.

They went to the prom, danced, hung out with friends, and had an official portrait taken. The prom ended at eleven p.m., and they went to the after-party.

It was held at a friend's house whose parents didn't give a fuck. The teens were unsupervised. The only rule was don't mess up the house, so the party was held in the backyard.

People drank, smoked, and had a ball. Everyone got high or drunk.

Music blared, and people danced on the patio by the pool. A sassy redhead yanked the top of her dress down and showed her perky pale puppies.

The crowd cheered.

Andy, Addison's date, playfully pulled one of her spaghetti straps down and said, "You should flash everyone. You've got better boobs than Rebecca."

Madison's date said, "You both should pull your tops down and lose those bras."

"We planned on going braless," Maddy explained. "Our dad had a hissy fit because he said he could see our hard nipples through the dress."

"Fuck him!" Andy shouted

Addison said, "That's what I said."

"You're adults," Andy said. "He doesn't own you. You decide what you wear."

Maddy's date said, "You've got to lose those bras and go topless as a sign of your independence."

The words struck a chord with the sisters. Of course, their ability to think was impaired due to the alcohol they had consumed.

Addison said, "You're right."

"Yes. Fuck, Daddy," Maddy said. "If going braless upset him, what do you think would happen if he learned we went topless?"

"He'd have a stroke!" Addy shouted.

The twins broke up laughing.

They stood up, pushed the skinny straps and front of their dresses down, and flashed their titties.

Their dates made a lot of noise, and people looked over. They saw the twins shaking their shoulders and making their twins wobble and jiggle.

A great ruckus followed. There was cheering and clapping.

The girls smiled. They seemed to love the attention and put on a show for their classmates. They danced and displayed their naked, full, round breasts.

Addy and Maddy ate up the attention. They didn't feel embarrassed or awkward or ashamed. They felt loved. Something they'd been craving all their lives.

Rebecca, the redhead who had started the topless craze, joined them, and the three young women paraded around proudly, shaking their ta-tas for the amusement of their classmates.

Boys tried to touch them. The girls knocked their hands away.

Addy said in a loud commanding voice, "We are goddesses. Look upon our beauty. Lust after us. Worship and adore us, but do not touch us.

"Follow this rule, and we will strip naked. Break this commandment, and we will dress and leave!"

That statement caused a hubbub.

Rebecca covered her breasts, walked away, and said, "I'm out. You two get naked if you want."

The captain of the football team came forward and said, "You have a deal. I'll make sure no one messes with you."

Madison looked at her sister and whispered, "Are we doing this?"

"Yes. Don't you feel empowered? I have goosebumps, and I'm wet between my thighs."

"Me too," Maddy confessed and giggled. "I like the attention. Who doesn't enjoy being lusted after?"

They shared a smile and stripped.

The crowd went wild!

The school kids made lots of noise and surged forward. The handsome captain and other members of the football team held the horde back.

Female classmates made catty remarks. No one could find fault with the twin's bodies, so they called them sluts, whores, and attention-seekers.

The girls that could, berated their boyfriends and dragged them away.

The goody-goodies also left.

The boys that stayed ogled the bare flesh in front of them and cheered.

The other girls pondered countermoves. They didn't have great options. Some left. Some groused and stayed. No one, as of yet, stripped.

Everyone looked at the nude, pretty twins: their light blonde hair, blue eyes, and good figures.

Addison and Madison had distinct tan lines, top and bottom. The contrast highlighted their full breasts and round bottoms.

Many of the young men didn't know where to look. Should they check out the nice breasts, the blonde pubes, the slender sexy legs, or the great asses?

People encircled the naked young women to get the best views. Some came close, so Jake, the captain of the football team, led them to the upper terrace of the patio. The three steps became the barrier no one was to cross.

The sisters sat on chaise lounges with raised backs. The elevated spot allowed the twins to see their subjects, and their classmates could see them.

People brought them food and drink. Jake, who was standing guard by the bottom step, received the offerings and brought them to the twins.

Addison accepted a drink. She smiled and looked the football player in the eyes as she said, "Thank you."

Madison took the drink he offered, shifted in her seat, and separated her legs enough that he and the others got a good view of her furry pussy.

Janet, Jake's girlfriend, was fuming. She said to her BFF, "I'm not standing by while some skanks steal my man. You have to fight fire with fire."

She kicked her shoes off and undressed. Completely.

Janet was the head cheerleader. The attractive, brown-hair eighteen-year-old was slim, had a tight butt, and long toned legs that looked great when she did high kicks.

She wasn't blessed with boobs. It would be unfair to say she had breasts resembling fried eggs. They were slightly bigger, more like chicken cutlets.

"Yoo hoo, Jake!" Janet called out seductively.

He turned and saw his girlfriend naked. He smiled, and as she had hoped, he came to her. She kissed him passionately. He returned the kiss and groped her ass.

The other females could see the handwriting on the wall. They could either get naked and fight for their guy or be judged an anti-fun prude and lose him.

Some women threw in the towel and went home. The rest and all the guys got naked.

Boobs, dicks, and butts of all sizes were displayed.

All the females had the 1970s trademark: a full bush. A few of the guys showed off impressive hardware.

Those who stayed partied hard.

People jumped into the pool. Guys laughed and groped girls; the gals squealed and did the same.

People made out. Some fucked in public.

Andy and Mark, Madison's date, climbed the steps and brought shots. Mark passed the drinks out. Andy said, "You two are so hot. You brought this party to life!"

He stood over them with his erection jutting forward, and he looked from one to the other and said, "Damn! You're beautiful. And identical. Addy, which one are you?"

The twins laughed. Addy raised her hand and said, "I'm Addison. If you ever are fortunate enough to see us nude in the future, you can tell us apart by our birthmarks. We have three dots that form a triangle on our breasts."

She pointed to the dark spots on her right tit and said, "My triangle is on my right boob. Madison has hers on her left boob."

Maddy smiled and pointed to her birthmark.

"Ahh," the guys said, and they leered at the sisters.

Mark reached out and touched Madison's left boob and said, "So this is your identifying feature. Nice. I'll remember." He caressed her breast and thumbed her nipple.

"Oh!" Maddy mood.

"And these three beauty marks ID you," Andy said with a sly smile on his face. He cupped and squeezed her right breast. When she didn't object, he put his other hand on her other tit and squeezed them both.

"Move over," Andy said.

Addy did.

He sat on the lounge, and they embraced and kissed.

Mark sat beside Maddy. They made out.

All the women were being groped and kissed. The spare dudes watched with hard cocks and blue balls.

Jake had Janet spread-eagle in a lounge chair, and he ate her pussy.

Rebecca had overcome her shyness. She was nude and giving some stud a blowjob.

Addison and Madison were deliriously happy. They ran their fingers through their dates' long hair as the guys sucked on their breasts and fingered their twats.

If you had asked them why they were feeling so good. One would have said having sex with her prom date. The other would have said the thrill of exhibiting their naked bodies to a horny, adoring crowd.

The first one would have said, "I need to change my answer. I'm delirious because I have had so much to drink, I loved being naked in front of everyone, and the sex feels so fucking good."

"Ditto," her sister would have said, correcting her answer.

The long-hair dudes climbed on the twins and slid dicks as hard as steel into their wet and ready pussies.

"OHhhh!" the sisters cried out.

Their exclamations of pleasure were lost in the cacophony of other moans, sighs, and groans as a dozen other couples had sex by the pool.

The cries grew louder and more urgent. Soon guttural screams announced climaxes.

The twins didn't orgasm; their partners did and filled their no longer virgin vaginas with sperm.

The air was filled with heavy breathing and the smell of cigarettes, marijuana, and cum.

A drunken orgy ensued.

Most of the women didn't say no. They were caught up in the moment. It wasn't that they were too drunk or hopped up on drugs. It was the scene and a feeling that nothing was off-limits.

They were naked. Their friends were naked. It was time to fuck or give head to the guy you had a crush on, and allow those who have been carrying a torch for you to show their love with kisses, tongues, or a firm cock,

You could have sex with a complete stranger or two!

The guys without girlfriends came off the bench and joined the fray. They replaced the spent lovers or became the second 'M' in an MMF threesome.

If the lips or a mouth of a young woman was available, it was kissed or had a dick shoved in it. Body parts were caressed, fondled, or groped. Erect cocks found available vaginas.

Jake's best friend fucked Janet. Afterward, Janet fulfilled one of her fantasies. She sucked a big black cock!

The twins had sex with many hot guys in many ways. They gave handjobs, blowjobs, and fucked.

"Ohhhh! Addy hollered as a talented tongue found her clit. She paused the BJ she was giving Jake and looked down to see who was eating her soiled pussy.

She was shocked to discover Rebecca between her thighs. The sassy redhead looked up, smiled, and asked, "Do you mind?"

"No. You're doing a great job."

Everyone returned to their previous activity.

Rebecca was on her hands and knees between Addy's legs, and her pale butt attracted the attention of a passer-by. Andy slid six inches into the spunky ginger.

The four enjoyed each other. They cried out and came nearly simultaneously.

Madison was a sought-after partner. While her sister experienced her first lesbian encounter, she was being split-roasted by two hunks. The guy in her pussy came first. He was quickly followed by the guy getting his cock sucked. He exploded in Maddy's mouth, pulled out, and gave her a facial.

Before Madison could wipe the cum off her face, two other young men presented themselves. She giggled and nodded when they asked to have sex with her, and she was fucked in two holes again. The big black cock stretched her pussy well and she had her first orgasm.

^^^

The sisters woke the next morning when dicks were pressed against their lips.What the fuck!" Addy shouted.

"Ewww," Madison said, pushing an erection out of her face.

The football players laughed. The naked one said to Addison, "You didn't mind blowing me last night."

"Not now. Oh! My head hurts," Addy said. She rubbed her forehead.

She got up, looked at her naked sister, and saw dried cum on her face, breasts, stomach, and thighs. She glanced at her body and saw the same thing.

She said to her sister, "Come on, Maddy. Time for a shower."

"Want me to join you?" the taller guy asked.

"No thank you," Addison said. "Go find your girlfriend and have her deal with your swollen prick."

The twins went inside, used the bathroom, and called their mother to pick them up. While they waited, they shared a shower, changed into their comfortable clothes, and successfully found their shoes, handbags, and prom dresses.

They didn't find their strapless bras and the underwear they wore last night.

Eve picked them up and smirked as she looked at the wet-headed, hung-over girls. She asked, "Did you have fun?"

"Yes," Addy said.

"Maybe too much, Maddy said. "My head hurts."

Eve laughed.

She wasn't laughing two weeks later when she took the girls to the doctor due to pain when urinating. She learned the girls and many after-party attendees had contracted gonorrhea.

Antibiotics cleared it up.

Eve was distressed as she sat with the county public health official. The middle-aged man said, "I'm glad you received treatment for gonorrhea. Not everyone who contracts the disease has symptoms.

"It is in the interest of everyone that people exposed to STDs are tested and treated. I need a list of your recent sexual partners. I will contact them without mentioning your names and advise them that they have been exposed to gonorrhea, that they need to be tested, and that free treatment is available."

He slid each twin a pen and a piece of paper and said, "Please list the people, male and female, that you've been intimate with in the last three months."

"We were virgins until prom night," Addy said defensively. Her face was red.

"Uh-huh," he grunted. "I'm not here to judge. I'm here to protect the public. Please include everyone with whom you have had oral, anal, or vaginal sex and those who have touched your anus and vagina. Include people you have touched on their anus and genitals."

"I can give you four names," Madison said. She sounded embarrassed and distraught. "There could be others. I was drinking, and my memory of what happened at the after-prom party is hazy."

The public official gave her a patronizing smile and said, "Do your best."

He took his list and left.

Eve saw him to the door, went to her daughters' room, and said, "Addy, Maddy..."

"We don't want to talk about this," Addy said, interrupting her. "We know we let you down. We've disappointed you again. Good-bye."

The twins turned their backs on their mother and ignored her.

Eve opened her mouth to speak, paused, and left the room.

^^^

The twins looked at me after finishing the story about what happened to them on prom night.

I said, "That was quite an adventure. You can understand why your mother worries about you, can't you? All mothers worry about their kids, and you have moved out of her house and dropped out of college."

"We're doing okay," Madison said.

"I'm glad to hear you're okay. Please don't cut your mother out of your lives. She loves you, and she suffered as much as you did because of that asshole Rick.

"He tricked her. She thought he was a nice guy and that he wanted what she wanted: to be loved and have a family. We all know that's a lie. She stayed with him, hoping he'd change, and because she didn't want to deprive you of a father while growing up."

"Some dad he was," Addison sniped.

"Yeah," I conceded. "How about joining us for dinner tonight? You've had too much to drink to drive home. Spend the night. Sleep in your old beds.

"I'll talk to your mother. No one will pick on you. She will treat you as adults. It'll be a nice family get-together. Please cut your mother some slack. None of us are perfect, and in the end, you can only count on family."

"Okay," the twins said in unison.

"Great."

My mission accomplished, I left.

^^^

After the mourners departed, I made drinks for Eve and me, and told her the twins were joining us for dinner and spending the night.

"Because they're drunk and can't drive," she snapped.

"Don't be that way," I admonished her. "You have to stop treating them as children, or you will drive them away forever."

"All right. I'll be nice."

^^^

I grilled.

We had a nice meal and a pleasant, polite conversation.

Both sides made an effort. We stuck to safe subjects like fun childhood memories. Many involve me: taking the girls to concerts, building their treehouse, and playing games with them.

At the end of the meal, I said, "This was fun, can we do this again? How about lunch on Sunday? Maybe that could become our thing?"

All parties agreed to give it a try. We kissed and hugged when we said goodbye.

"That was nice," I said.

"Yes. That was lovely," Eve agreed. "You deserve a big thank you for arranging this. You know, my period ended two days ago. I can give you that titty fuck you asked for."

She gave me a stunningly sexy smile, turned, and walked toward her bedroom.

I followed, discarding articles of clothing as I trailed her. I was naked and erect when I got to her door. I kissed her and undressed her. I grabbed her butt and breasts.

She laughed and let me have my fun. My mouth found her nipples, and I sucked like a hungry wolf.

"Oh," she sighed and petted my head.

"I'm ready," I declared.

"You know where the lube is."

I retrieved the lubricant, splashed it on my sister's tits, and rubbed it about. Her boobs were super soft; the oil made them silky smooth. I mauled her flesh, lubed up my cock, and fucked her titties.

Eve laughed and pushed her breasts together. She said, "My! The look on your face. Pure excitement."

I smiled sheepishly as I humped her bosom.

The friction, the view, and my level of excitement caused my brain to short circuit; I came. Cum shot out of my cock and landed on Eve's face, neck, and chest.

She laughed; I groaned.

"That didn't take long," she said and chuckled.

"You're so beautiful, and fucking your tits is hot."

"Good to know. Please get off me. I need to wash my face."

She went into her en suite bathroom and cleaned up.

I followed. When she leaned over to rinse her face, I shoved my snout into her butt and licked her asshole.

"Oh! Do you want more?"

"Yes. I'm going to fuck your ass!"

"Big words for a man with a small limp cock."

"I'll be ready when you're ready!"

I pushed her legs apart, rimmed her anus, and fingered her snatch.

"Ohh!" She moaned, placed her hands on the counter, and leaned forward, giving me access to the good stuff.

I ate her ass and pussy.

I'd brought her special lube with me and put some on the fingers of my right hand. I penetrated her back door and stretched the tight ring.

The fingers of my left hand explored her pussy and rubbed her G-spot.

"Ohh. Ohh!" she moaned.

I kept going until her pussy was soaking wet and her anus loosened.

I put two fingers in her ass and focused on sucking her clit. I wanted her to relax and orgasm so I could shove my thick cock in her butthole.

"Ohh. Ohh! Ohhh!" she screamed as she climaxed.

I stood behind her, hugged her, and felt her body tremble and her heart race. I let her enjoy her orgasm.

She lifted her head and looked at me in the mirror. "Do it," she said.

I put lube on both of us, lined my penis up with the dark crinkled circle, and pushed.

"OOOH! She cried out.

"Ohhh. So tight," I answered as I split her ass cheeks and entered her nether region.

I paused when I was halfway in. I paused again when I was fully in.

"Ohhh. You've got a big cock. Hang on a minute. I have an idea."

Eve picked up her electric toothbrush and turned it on.

"You're not going to put that inside you, are you?"

"No, and I am not going to let the bristle rub me. The head vibrates. I'll let the smooth plastic part stimulate my clit."

"You're crazy."

"And you love it because only a crazy woman would let her brother fuck her ass."

"You've got a point there."

We fucked to climaxed.

^^^

From that night forward, we shared a bed. We didn't always have sex, but we had plenty of it. Incestuous manual, oral, and anal sex was okay, but not coitus. She refused to let me put my dick into her pussy.

Go figure.

Sunday afternoon, we had lunch on the patio with the twins. The weather was great: warm and sunny.

Everyone was in a good mood.

We finished and lingered at the table.

"It's a hot day. Does anyone want to go swimming?" I asked.

"Yes!" the twins said simultaneously.

Everyone went to their rooms to change into bathing suits.

I put on my board shorts, and Eve put on a hot one-piece suit. The shade of blue matched her eyes. It was cut low in the front and high at the hips, revealing tantalizing bits of feminine flesh.

When I saw Eve I said, "You are one hot mama."

Some blonde pubes were sneaking out of her suit. I opted not to mention it. I knew, sick bastard than I am, I'd be glancing at them from time to time. It would be my secret treat.

The twins came out smiling. I saw brightly colored bathing suit coverups.

I decided to get the party started. I got out of my chair and shouted, "Everyone in the pool!"

I went to Addy, picked her up, cradled her in my arms, and threatened to toss her into the pool. She fought me and screamed in distress.

Of course, I ignored her protestations.

I soon discovered why she was upset. She was naked underneath her gown. A boob popped out, and we saw her ass.

I stopped fooling around, put her down, and said, "Sorry. I didn't know you weren't wearing a bathing suit."

Addison said, "We took our good bikinis with us when we moved out, leaving the old ones behind. The old suits don't fit. We planned to ask politely if anyone minded if we swam naked."

"We hoped no one would object," Madison said. "We're family, and you two have seen us naked."

"Really," Eve said. She looked at me and asked, "Brother, when did you see my daughters naked?"

Her tone caused me to hesitate.

Addy spoke before I could think of an acceptable answer.

She said, "He hasn't seen us completely naked. We dance topless at the club five nights a week. Uncle Ed's been to the club, so he's seen us half naked in skimpy shorts. Didn't he tell you?"

"No. He didn't," Eve answered. She gave me a hard cold look.

I felt my anus pucker, and my ballsack contracted.

Eve took a breath and settled herself. She faced her daughters and said, "I knew you worked at the club. I didn't know you were dancers. That sounds like fun. Tell me about it."

The women sat and talked about the twin's job.

Addy and Maddy described the dance cages and their outfits. They told their mother about the other girls.

"Mother, when we started dancing at the club," Addison said, "our breasts were covered. We wore bikinis."

"Mr. Johnson, the owner, got into trouble. Money trouble. People say he liked betting on horses and that he wasn't very good at it," Madison said. "He had to sell the club to pay his debts."

"The new owner, Mr. Squalls, told us that if we wanted to keep working at the club, we'd have to dance topless," Addy said. "Our rent was due, so we decided to give it a try."

"Was it awkward exposing your breasts," Eve asked, "and having all those eyes on you?"

"We thought it would be," Addy answered. She chuckled and said, "It turns out we love being on display."

Maddy said, "We feel an adrenaline rush every time we go out there. We feel beautiful, powerful, and adored."

"It's a big boost to your self-esteem to be lusted after by dozens and dozens of men," Addy said.

"We must be natural-born exhibitionists," Madison said. "For us being topless in front of a crowd is accelerating."

"Is that something we inherited from you, Mom?" Addison asked. "Like our blonde hair, pink nipples, and nice boobs?"

"Being an exhibitionist?" Eve said. She looked at me and said, "I've been accused of that. I've never done what you have. Not that there's anything wrong with performing topless. Las Vegas would not exist without sexy showgirls."

"So Mom," Maddy asked, "are you okay with us swimming in the nude?"

"Yes. Why not? We're all adults, and none of our neighbors can see the pool, but first, your uncle has a confession to make. Ed, tell them about your predilection."

The twins looked at me.

"Maddy, Addy, I understand your situation. You didn't choose to be an exhibitionist. You were born that way. I too was born with a quirk. Mine is the opposite of yours.

"You find pleasure in exposing your body. I get pleasure from seeing unsuspecting women naked. I am a voyeur. A 'Peeping Tom'."

"I don't understand what that has to do with us swimming naked," Addison said. "All men like to look at naked women. For a 'Peeping Tom', doesn't the thrill come from the fact that your victim doesn't know you can see her?"

"We know you're here," Maddy said. "You have our permission to see us. You're not secretly stealing a look at our bodies."

"Yes, but I need to be open and honest with you and your sister," I said. "I have this fetish. If it makes you uncomfortable, I'll leave."

"We've encountered voyeurs at the club," Maddy said. "Usually, they are quiet, well-behaved guys that look at our tits from across the room. We don't mind because we like being ogled. I appreciate that they don't cause any problems.

"It's the drunks and the assholes I object to," Addison said. "The ones who make crude comments and hit on us. I'll take a gentlemen voyeur over a loud-mouth cretin any day of the week."

"Me too," Maddy said. "Stay. Swim with us."

Madison stood and took off her coverup. Her sister did the same.

I stared at their gorgeous naked bodies and smiled.

They stood there, inviting my gaze.

I indulged. My eyes focused on their firm high breasts, toned midsections, and the blonde curls on their lower abdomen.

The sisters jumped into the pool.

I turned to my sister and asked, "Are you okay with this?"

"Yes. Weren't you the one who told me to stop treating them like children? They're adults, they made an informed decision, and I have to respect it."

Eve jumped in the pool; I quickly followed.

We splashed and acted like kids, dunking each other and playing Marco Polo. It was fun. Everyone seemed to have a good time.

The water was cool and refreshing. Everyone nippled up. Eve's large pokies pressed against the material of her one-piece. I didn't have to imagine what the twins' erect nips looked like. Their pink wonders were right in front of my eyes.

I got caught staring. I smiled sheepishly and apologized in a soft voice, "Sorry."

The twins splashed water on my face and said, "You don't have to apologize or avert your eyes. We decided to be naked. You're a guy. Of course, you're going to look."

After a couple of rousing games of 'Sharks & Minnows', the women climbed out of the pool, grabbed towels, and dried their bodies.

I stayed in the pool because I was embarrassed by my hard-on.

"Mom," Addison asked. "Would it be okay if we sunbathe nude? We're the only dancers with tan lines. The other girls look so nice. All of their skin has a beautiful bronze glow, and we have tanned faces, shoulders, bellies, and pale boobs. It's jarring and unattractive."

"Sure. I'll sunbathe with you," Eve said. "I'd like to wear a backless dress to an upcoming charity event. I'd hate to show up with tan lines on my back and shoulders."

She pulled the shoulder straps of her bathing off and rolled the suit down to her stomach, exposing her pale breasts.

I ogled and admired her fine pair.

Her daughters gave her chest the once over. They looked; I leered.

I saw Eve smile. It was a small, slight, secretive smile.

She was an attractive woman with a good figure and nice breasts. I believe she enjoyed our gazes and took them as proof that she still had it.

"I think I'll join you and go all the way," Eve said. She pushed her suit down and stepped out of it.

Her daughters smiled, accepting her action as a goodwill gesture.

I looked from one woman to the next.

All three women had blonde curls on their pussies. It was a shade darker than the hair on their heads.

Eve's pubic hair was not trimmed as neatly as her daughters'. She had more hair on her labia and some on the crease leading to her thighs.

Eve had the biggest butt. It wasn't huge or unattractive, It was full, round, and sensuously looking.

The twins had smaller, firmer, tighter derrieres. I suppose it was because they did a lot of dancing. Their breasts were similarly affected.

A dancer's body had less fat and consequently smaller boobs.

The twins didn't have small boobs. Theirs were smaller in comparison to their mother.

Eve was twenty years older than her kids. She had larger, softer breasts that sagged in a sexy way. I thought the sag emphasized their size.

The women got out suntan lotion and coated their skin.

I watched; my erection ached.

They appeared to have forgotten about me. I was in the pool, hanging on to the side nearest them.

They reclined on the chaise lounges and were more concerned about getting an even all-over tan than in keeping their legs together.

I stayed in the pool and stared at body parts I shouldn't be seeing.

^^^

After the women lay in the sun, they showered and dressed.

Eve and I saw her daughters off. She asked them, "Will I see you next Sunday for lunch?"

"Yes," the twins said.

We hugged, said goodbye, and the twins drove to their apartment in the city.

Eve turned to me and asked, "Why didn't you tell me my girls were topless dancers?"

"You told me where they worked. I thought you knew. Was I supposed to say, 'Hey, Eve, I went to the twin's club to make sure it was a safe place, and I saw their breasts. They take after you and have nice round tits. Their nipples are smaller and a lighter shade of pink'."

She grimaced and said, "From now on, tell me everything."

"Okay."

She looked distressed, so I hugged her. Her body was tense. I held her until she relaxed. It took a while.

"You were great with the girls," I said. "You weren't judgemental. You treated them like adults. I could see they appreciated that. And look, they've agreed to come over next Sunday."

"Yes. We didn't fight and it'd be great if we had weekly get-togethers," Eve laughed and added, "Even if they are naked get-togethers."

We went inside and watched our favorite British detective show. We had dinner. For dessert, I ate her sweet pussy, and she swallowed my cum.

^^^

The next Sunday, the twins came over, and we had lunch. The women wore brightly colored sundresses with spaghetti straps. I didn't see any signs that they were wearing brassieres.

The twins' firm, unsupported breasts didn't jiggle much. I enjoyed looking at their cleavage and the dents their hard nipples put in their tops.

Eve's dress must have had built-in support. Her boobs didn't bounce as much as I expected, and I didn't see any pokies.

I had trouble following the conversation. I confess that all during the meal, I was distracted. I wondered, hoped, and prayed that the women would swim or sunbathe nude like they did last time.

Addy finished her lemonade and asked, "Shall we swim?"

"I'm guessing you don't have your bikini on under your dress," her mother said as a joke and laughed.

"Nope."

"We like the feel of the water against our skin more than we enjoy a wet, soggy swimsuit," Maddy said. She stood and kicked off her sandals. "And besides, we need to work on our all-body tan."

"Of course," Eve said good-naturedly with a smile on her face. 'We can swim and sunbathe like we did last Sunday."

"We have a request," Addy said.

Eve and I gave her our full attention.

She said, "We think everyone should participate. My feminist friends would be proud that I'm confident enough to swim naked, but they'd have a fit if they knew that only the women are nude."

Eve looked at me, smirked, and said, "That is unfair. Ed, in the name of equal rights I demand you get naked like the rest of us or leave."

"Ah...Ahh," I stammered.

The twins toyed with their tops. They pulled them down so I could see the top of their areolas. Madison asked, "What'll it be?"

"Are you worried about your sister seeing your penis?" Addison asked.

"Not my penis," I said. "My erection. Do you promise not to get mad when I get hard?"

"Don't you mean if you get hard?" Addy teased.

"Oh. There's no maybe. The three of you are family, but a penis has no conscious. The fact that you're smoking hot females will override all rules of propriety."

I looked them in the eyes; they nodded.

"Okay. I'm in."

I kicked off my shoes and took off my shirt.

The twins smiled and pulled their tops down, exposing their breasts.

I scanned their tits and told myself, "I made the right decision."

The women stripped. I watched and told myself," Yes. I definitely made the correct decision."

I took off my shorts and underwear. My penis twitched and unfurled. The shaft filled with blood, and the head lifted. It grew into a beautiful, full-blown erection.

The women looked at it. The twins giggled.

"That was cool watching it grow," Maddy said.

"Nice cock," Addy said.

"It's much bigger than your father's," Eve said nonchalantly.

The eyebrows of the twins shot up, and their mouths fell open. The vibe suddenly changed. They looked at their mother with an expression of horror on their faces.

"What?" Eve said. "Too much information? Suddenly we have boundaries? You two tell me you enjoy being naked and teasing men. You compliment your uncle on the size of his dick, and I mention your father has a small penis, and I'm over-sharing?"

"You're right, Mom," Addy said. "When we are together, we should feel free to say anything."

"Is that why our dad is the way he is?" Maddy asked.

"Maybe. You hear about short men or men with small penises overcompensating by acting tough or waving their money in your face. A

man driving a Ferrari probably has a really small dick. By driving a fancy expensive car, he is pretty much shouting, 'HEY! Focus on the car, NOT my small penis! PLEASE!'.

Everyone laughed.

"Your father is obsessed with money. He's ignoring you and me. He focuses on the next promotion.

"I don't know why he's like that. I've told him a hundred times I'm okay with his penis. It doesn't do much for me when we have coitus, but there is more to sex than fucking.

"When we dated and were first married, he was an eager beaver overachiever.

"We made out and had extended foreplay. He used his talented fingers and tongue and made sure I orgasmed before we had intercourse.

"One day, he changed. His focus shifted from his wife and family to his job and his career. I stayed with him until you girls graduated from high school, thinking that was best for you. I'm not sure that was the right thing."

The twins got up and hugged their mother. I heard sobbing and saw their shoulders shaking. I used that time to apply sunscreen,

Is there anything more of a boner killer than women crying? My impressive erection shrunk to a two-inch nub. I lay on my stomach and hide my flaccid penis.

The women wiped their tears.

"Everyone in the pool!" Eve shouted gayly.

She jumped in, and the rest of us followed.

We swam and played like last time.

My erection returned.

I was a hell of a shark.

I caught all the minnows trying to swim past me. There was body contact. My cock bumped into them and my hands grazed their bodies. I 'accidentally' touched boobs and butts.

Their bodies and extremities bumped into me and my erection as they struggled to avoid capture.

Everyone was a good sport and didn't object to the innocent contact.

We got out of the pool.

Addy looked at my cock and teased, "Does that thing ever go down?"

"Only after my partner orgasms," I bragged.

The women guffawed.

"You've got to teach the rest of the men that lesson," Addy said.

"We've been with too many guys that put their penis in us, thrust a few times, groan, and squirt," Madison said. "They say, 'Sorry, Babe, but you're so sexy and beautiful I couldn't help myself'."

The women nodded and laughed at that truism.

"You need to lay in the sun more than we do," Maddy said. "Uncle Ed, look at the patchwork of tan on you. Your face, lower arms, and lower legs have color. The rest of you is as pale as a ghost."

Addy tossed me a bottle of sunscreen, pointed at my erection, and said, "Be sure to protect your thingy!"

I tossed the bottle back to her and said, "How about you do it?"

"No fucking way!"

The women cracked up again.

We aligned our loungers to the sun, and the women applied suntan lotion. I sat on my and watched. My dick ached.

"Your penis is twitching," Addy said. "Does it ache? Boys are always complaining about blue balls and the need for relief."

"You can beat off," Maddy said. "We don't want you suffering."

"Really?"

I looked at all three of them. They nodded.

I poured sunscreen on my hand and stroked my cock. No one objected.

The women watched as I jerked off. I didn't last long.

"Ohhh. Ohhh. OH!" I grunted and came. I used a towel to catch my cum.

The nude women turned away and sunbathed. I did too.

After our time in the sun, we showered, dressed, and the girls left.

Eve and I had a quiet evening.

Over dinner, I said, "I can't believe I masturbated in front of you and the girls."

"I can't believe I told them their father had a small penis!"

We laughed, ate, and drank.

We went to bed early and snuggled. We didn't have sex.

^^^

It was Friday night, and I decided to treat us to some takeout. I brought home Chinese food. Eve and I dined out of boxes and drank heavily.

We moved to the couch and made out. She tongue-kissed me passionately.

We stripped and enjoyed each other's bodies.

It wasn't long before we were on the rug in the family room sixty-nining. She was on top, and I ate her to an orgasm.

"Oh! This feels so good!" she said. "Oh. Oh. Ohhh!"

She fell on her side. I moved and spooned her. My hard dick pressed against her soft bottom, and my right hand cupped and caressed her soft tits.

After a rest, her eyes popped open, and she said, "That was a good one. However, I think I have a bigger one in me. Stay here. I need to pee. I'll be right back."

"Sure thing," I said. I released her and lay on my back.

She returned a few minutes later carrying a bottle of lube with a wicked look in her eye.

My erection had subsided.

She knelt beside me and sucked my dick like it was her favorite thing to do in the world.

When it was as hard as a steel rod, I lay there gasping.

She stopped and said, "That'll do." She splashed lube on my erection and her bum. I swear I saw two of her fingers go into her ass.

"All right, Tiger. Time for some serious butt fucking."

I moved to rise.

She pushed against my chest and said, "No. Stay on your back. This is how I want you. This isn't going to be a long drawn-out affair."

She squatted and rested her bottom on my hips. She sat, facing away from me. Her feet were on either side of me as she leaned back and placed her hands on my chest to maintain her balance.