It was a warm summer night when I was unexpectedly awakened by the ringing of the telephone. By the time I realized what was happening, my mother had already answered the call in the hallway. The night was quiet, and since there was no other noise in the house, I could clearly hear what was being said, but only what my mother said.

"Hello?" said Mom, checking if she'd dialed the wrong number. When she found out who it was, she asked, "What's wrong?" After a pause, she asked, "Well, are you all right?" Another pause, then: "Of course you can stay with us." Another pause before Mom said, "You can stay as long as you like. When are you coming?" Finally, before she hung up, she added, "Take care and take your time. We'll see you when you get here. Love each other."

Then I heard Mom hang up and go into her bedroom. I could hear Mom and Dad talking, but I couldn't understand a single word. I lay in bed for a while wondering who Mom had been talking to and what it was about. Just before I fell asleep again, only one person came to mind: Mom's sister.

That morning at breakfast, Mom told me what was going on. Mom's twin sister and her family had to be evacuated because of a forest fire that had suddenly changed course. We knew about the fire and were monitoring it, but the sudden change surprised us. We all thought it would move in a different direction, but the wind shifted and blew it right toward their house. They barely managed to get out with the bare necessities and didn't know where to go. So they wanted to come to us. Normally it would be a six- to seven-hour drive, but because of traffic and other problems, it would take much longer.

Mom and I spent the day cleaning the house and tidying the guest room. Dad had to work, but since it was summer and I didn't have school, I helped as much as I could.

Mom told me that my cousin Heather would be sleeping in my bed. Heather and I were almost the same age. I was 15, and it would be another six months before Heather turned 15. We had talked and knew a few things about each other, but we weren't particularly close.

My mother's twin sister was married to a very handsome man who was about the same age as my father. He and my aunt both worked from home, so they hoped to be able to do at least some work while they were staying with us. They really didn't expect anything to be left once the fire hit their area and thought the worst would happen.

It was late the night before they arrived. They ate a light meal, showered, and fell into bed. The next morning, I was able to see Heather properly for the first time. It was incredible. We could have been sisters. I was only a few inches taller and a few pounds lighter. We both had brown hair, Heather's a bit lighter and considerably longer. We both had beautiful breasts, a 75B cup size. I had brown eyes, and Heather had hazel eyes.

Heather sat up in bed with an almost bewildered expression, trying to figure out what was going on and what she should do. I had been awake and dressed for a while. I could smell breakfast and was glad to see Heather awake.

"Good morning, Heather. Did you sleep well? I hope I didn't disturb you when you got up this morning." I told her.

Heather looked around and said, "Good morning, Nancy. Thank you for letting me sleep in your bed. You didn't bother me at all."

It was good that we were about the same height. Out of compassion for someone who had just lost everything, I said to Heather, "Go ahead and wear any of my clothes you want."

Then I showed her where all my clothes were, including panties, bras, shirts, shorts, pants, dresses, and shoes. She gave me a sad, fragile smile, as if she were very grateful but also sad that she had to wear my clothes because she had nothing left. Then she smiled as she pulled the blanket back from her half-awake body. She was only wearing the panties she had been wearing when she arrived at our place.

I went over and picked out a pair of panties, a bra, shorts, and a shirt. I laid everything at the foot of the bed and told her to see how it fit. She smiled again and let her panties drop, making me realize that her pubic hair was just stubble.

Heather saw me looking at her stubbly pubic area and said:

"I'm sorry. I haven't had a chance to shave for almost a week. It's been pretty crazy, you know."

Somewhat embarrassed, I quickly said to her: "Excuse me. I didn't mean to stare. I just don't know anyone who shaves their... um... pubic hair. I kind of like it." 

Surprised, she then asked: "You don't shave your pussy?"

"No," I said again.

As she became more awake, she asked with even more emphasis: "Can I take a look? All my friends shave, so I don't see pubic hair and I don't know what it looks like."

Since I'd just seen my cousin's pussy, I figured it was only fair, so I dropped my shorts and panties, proudly displaying my very hairy pussy. I shook out the hair and let her have a good look before pulling my panties and shorts back up. She told me she found it interesting, but she preferred the shaved look and loved the feeling of being shaved.

“Do you think you can teach me how to shave mine… and maybe help me until I get it right?” I pleaded.

“Sure. It’s easy once you’ve done it a few times,” Heather assured me as she finished getting dressed.

Just as she was pulling up her shorts, there was a knock at the door, and she opened it. It was her father, who told us it was time for breakfast. He also asked if Heather was okay or if she needed anything. I was surprised he came in before we were dressed. We were dressed this time, but I wondered if maybe I should start locking my door if I didn't behave properly. "Well, I'll worry about that later," I thought, and told Heather we'd better go to the kitchen to eat before it was all gone.

Breakfast was good, and we chatted for a long time. Dad went to work, and eventually Heather's father, Henry, did some errands while the rest of us cleaned the kitchen. All the women then went to the store to buy a few things. Once there, I got Heather to buy razors and other things I needed to shave my pussy. I was so excited to have a bare pussy that I couldn't wait to get home and try it out.

As soon as we got home, Mom and her sister started lunch. I asked Heather to show me how to shave my pubic hair. Without telling Mom what was going on, I grabbed some scissors, a razor, and shaving cream. I took Heather by the hand and went into the bathroom. Knowing we were short on time, we quickly undressed and got into the tub. She trimmed my pubic hair as close to my vulva as possible. I felt a strange tingling sensation as she pulled and touched my pubic hair, labia, and the surrounding area.

Then Heather wet her pussy and applied some shaving cream to her vulva and her crack. Then she began shaving off the stubble I had seen earlier. After all the stubble was gone, she rinsed off the excess cream and checked to see if she had missed any hairs. It was beautiful. Just like a baby's hairless vulva.

I was overwhelmed by how cute it looked and quickly said, "Me. Do it to me now."

Heather giggled as she moved me around, wetting my pussy. Then she applied shaving cream to my short pubic hair and showed me how to shave it. After that, she gave me the razor and let me try it out. It didn't take long for me to get the hang of it, and soon I was hairless too. She rinsed off the remaining shaving cream and checked to see if any hairs had been missed. She touched up a few things, and when she was satisfied with her work, she rinsed us both again. Then she took some baby oil and rubbed it all over our pussies and even inside them. One last quick rinse and a towel drying, and we were done. I looked in the mirror and was thrilled with how it looked.

"Wow. That looks really sexy," I said gratefully to my cousin.

"Just wait until you put on your panties and walk around. You'll never grow hair again," chirped Heather.

She was right. I put on my panties and almost came right there in the bathroom. I was still a virgin, but I'd been playing with my pussy for years and in the last few months had even started squirting. I couldn't wait to see what it was like to masturbate with a naked, hairless pussy.

Just as we had gotten dressed, we were called to lunch. After lunch, I wondered how and when I could be alone to masturbate.

Everything went well over the next few days. We all got along great, got everything done that needed to be done, and it was even fun to have someone to play with. I introduced Heather to my friends and even went to the movies with her. It was like having a new sister.

Henry received word that the fire had passed through the area, but he couldn't get any information about their house. Fearing the worst, Henry drove back to assess the damage and decide what to do. He was right. There was nothing left.

They had lost their home and belongings and returned because they had nowhere else to go. The only thing he could find out was that they weren't allowed to touch their property until the insurance company paid for the repairs. This could take up to a few months. They decided to stay with us until the end of the summer. Then they would return, find a rental apartment, and begin rebuilding. They just wanted to be back in time for Heather to start school with the rest of her class.

I wasn't sure if I wanted her to leave, but the lack of private playtime was starting to take its toll. I was getting whiny, and now that I knew a bit about Heather, I understood why she was getting whiny more quickly, too.

"I'm going to take a shower. I'll be back later," I said to Heather.

"Okay. Have fun," she replied.

I went into the kitchen, got myself something to drink, and then went into the bathroom. I was inside, naked, and about to turn on the water when I realized I'd forgotten my clean panties and long-sleeved T-shirt, my basic evening wear. With a disgusted sigh, I put my shorts and shirt back on and went back into the bedroom. I opened the door, and there was Heather, my 14-year-old cousin, lying naked on my bed. Her fingers were deep inside her. Her eyes were tightly closed. I stood there and watched as she was on the verge of orgasm.

“Oh, Daddy. Fuck me. Yes. Right there. I… am… almost… there.” Heather moaned.

"Daddy? Fucking?" I thought, completely overwhelmed by what I was hearing. Was she role-playing? Was she serious? Was Henry fucking his own daughter? I wondered. I was already getting wet just watching my cousin play with herself. I couldn't move. I was so fascinated by watching Heather play that I froze.

Heather's fingers slid inside her pussy and paused. Her back arched, and she let out a gurgling moan—one of the hottest moans I'd ever heard. Unbeknownst to me, I'd lowered my fingers to my own pussy and was rubbing them through my shorts, creating a wet patch there.

Heather, who was just coming down from her self-induced orgasm, opened her eyes. Heather gasped when she saw me standing there with my fingers between my legs. We stared at each other, wondering what to say or do.

"Sorry. I thought you were taking a bath." Heather said, still lying on the bed, her wet pussy clearly visible.

"No. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have watched." I apologized.

We both giggled when the tension was broken.

“Nancy, may I ask you a personal question?” Heather asked.

"Sure," I replied.

"Do you masturbate?" my cousin asked.

I giggled before saying, "As often as I can. I just haven't had a chance since you've been here." After a pause, I then asked:

"May I ask you a question?"

Thinking she knew the question, she replied, "Okay."

“Do you do that with your daddy?” I hesitated.

Her face turned red and then white when she realized I had discovered her secret.

Finally, she told me they'd been doing it for over a year because her parents weren't having as much sex as Henry wanted. We talked for a long time about how he pushed his hard cock deep inside her and made her come several times before filling her with his sperm. As we were almost finished, my fingers started playing with my pussy again through my shorts. Heather realized I needed an orgasm.

"How would you like me to lick your pussy? Looks like you could use an orgasm," Heather said with a wink.

“Yes…ah…h. Have you done this before?” I asked.

“No, but I’m always up for something new,” giggled my younger cousin.

"Bring your hairless pussy here so I can lick it," demanded Heather.

I took off my T-shirt and let my shorts fall so my little cousin could see my bare, hairless pussy. She moved closer, and I lay down on the bed. Heather crawled between my legs and dived inside. With her tongue out, she began teasing my cunt. It felt so good. I couldn't believe it. I was being licked by a younger girl. She licked and teased me as I approached a powerful, much-needed climax. I felt her tongue slowly stroking my pussy. When she touched my clit, I shuddered with pleasure and gasped. As the pressure increased, she stroked faster. Damn, it felt good. I began to push myself hard against Heather's beautiful face as I felt her tongue enter my hole for the first time.

"Mmmmmm. Damn. That feels good." I moaned as I grabbed Heather's head and pulled her tightly into my pussy. Her nose rubbed my clit while she licked and sucked my genitals.

I instinctively started fucking my cousin's face as I approached an orgasm I would have had even if someone had surprised us. Her tongue, sliding in and out of my hole and touching my clit while I pounded her face, brought me over the edge. I exploded in a powerful orgasm. I collapsed onto the bed with a loud groan of exhaustion.

Heather slowly pulled her face out from between my legs and looked up at me. I looked down and giggled. When I saw her wet face, I asked if I'd made the mess. She giggled too, moved closer, and kissed me on the lips. Our kiss soon turned into a hot, passionate French kiss as I licked and sucked as much of my pussy juice off her face as I could find. We hugged and kissed for several minutes before telling Heather I needed to take a bath.

Heather begged me to let her bathe with me. I took her hand and grabbed my clothes to get dressed in when I was done, as well as some clothes for her. I slowly opened the door to see if anyone was there, and together we ran naked into the bathroom. Inside, we giggled about running around the house naked. When we were finished, we got dressed and went about our nightly activities. That night in bed, we continued talking about her and her daddy having sex. I wanted to know all the details, including how it had felt the first time and how it felt now. "Do you think he would fuck me?" I blurted out. "I... I... I... I... I... I don't know." She hesitated before answering. We soon fell asleep, but the thought of being fucked by my aunt's husband turned me on so much that I had to plan it. I spent the next week thinking about how I could get Henry's cock into my virgin pussy as soon as possible. Heather and I were now in the mood for oral sex as often as we could be. I would lick her, then she would lick me. We even did it at the same time. I realized that Heather wanted more than just my tongue in her pussy, so this desire to be fucked by Henry was just as strong for Heather as it was for me.

I finally found a solution. I figured if I could get Mom to go to the hairdresser with her sister to get her hair done and maybe a manicure and pedicure while Dad was at work, the three of us would be home alone long enough for Henry to fuck us both.

What really confused me about the whole situation was why Heather's parents didn't have sex very often. I asked Heather about it one evening, and she said her father had told her her mother had been raised to believe the only purpose of sex was to have children. Since her father had been castrated and couldn't have any more children, she didn't see any reason for sex anymore. This confused me because, as far as I knew, my parents still had sex, and I was sure they didn't intend to have any more children. Since Heather's mother and mine were twins, they should have been raised that way too. I guess this bothered me for several reasons, one of which was self-interest. I thought if they really weren't having sex, maybe I could get my father to sleep with me too, but I needed to gather more information before I did that. Next step: a conversation with my mother.

Heather and her mother decided to spend some time alone one day, and although Henry was still working from home, I managed to get my mother to talk on her own. While Heather and her mother were gone, I decided to help my mother in the kitchen.

“Mom, can we talk about something?” I always asked.

"Yes. You can always come to me with anything." She answered quickly.

After thinking about what I wanted to say and how, I started the conversation with: "One of my friends told me that her parents hadn't had sex for years because her mother believed the only reason for sex was to have children, and since they weren't planning on having any more, sex wasn't necessary. What do you think about that? Is that true?"

Mom seemed a little surprised that I asked such a thing, especially since I was only 15 years old, but finally she replied: "Some people are raised that way by their parents for some reason. Why did your friend ask you about it?"

“My girlfriend’s father is having sex with someone else because he doesn’t get it at home, and my girlfriend is wondering if that’s okay or not,” I explained.

“Oh, I see. Now, first of all: don’t interfere. You shouldn’t express your opinion, because if it’s not what your friend wants to hear, it will eventually cause problems between you two, and you could lose a friend,” Mom said sternly to me. After a short pause, she added, “Between you and me, that’s how my sister and I were raised.”

I was too deep into it to stop, so I went all in. "So, are you two still doing, you know, ... you know ... it?"

She blushed slightly, turned away and said, "Yes. Quite often."

"Even if I've been told not to have sex?" I wondered.

“Well, I was stubborn and did what I wanted. I enjoy having sex with your father, so it wouldn’t matter if the Pope himself told me it was wrong. I would still sleep with your father,” she said.

“Back to the main question: Do you think if a woman refuses to have sex with her husband, should he be allowed to have sex with someone else?” I asked, as I delved deeper into the matter.

Mom looked at me as if trying to figure out who my friend was and whether I meant my father. Finally, she said, "Between you and me, right?" I shook my head to keep it a secret. "Mother's out of luck. Men are nothing but dogs on two legs. If a dog's female won't give it to him, he'll find another female to mate with. It's the same with men. They'll fuck, excuse my language, anyone and anything they can... well... get their hands on. If the woman won't give it to them, they'll just get it somewhere else. Is that wrong? Probably, but it's going to happen anyway. They'll do it anyway, just because they're men. Do you understand that?"

"I think so. Thank you," I told her when we had finished dinner.

We worked mostly in silence while I reflected on what I'd been told. What I learned was that Henry had told Heather the truth and that his wife probably wasn't having sex with him. That was good. I also knew that Mom and Dad were still sleeping together, so I wasn't even going to try to get Dad's cock in my pussy. Ultimately, it was probably wrong that Henry and Heather were sleeping together, but if they both wanted it and were happy, then I guess that was what mattered most.

I knew from one of our evening conversations with Heather that her mother knew nothing about it and didn't want her to find out that the two of them had sex. I wanted to comply with this request, especially since I wanted to be there too.

I knew my time would be limited, so over the next few days I devised a plan to leave Heather, Henry, and me home alone for a few hours. With some persuasion, I managed it, and Mom called and arranged to meet us a few days later after lunch. They would be gone all afternoon, so the plan was for us all to go out for dinner that evening.

Heather and I knew we had to clean up the kitchen right after lunch while our mothers left the house. This meant we had to hurry so we could spend as much time as possible with Henry. We also wanted to be freshly shaved. That would take time too, so we had no choice but to shave before lunch. To avoid drawing attention to ourselves, Heather went first and took care of her pubic hair, and when she was finished, I did the same. I was so nervous about having Henry's cock inside me that I was shaking like a leaf trying to remove the stubble around my pussy. I don't know how I managed not to cut myself, but I did, and it looked really good.

The closer it got to our mothers leaving, the more nervous I became. Heather wasn't nervous at all. She'd been fucked by her father many times, so she knew exactly what to expect. After lunch was over and our mothers were gone, we quickly cleaned the kitchen. Then it was on to the next part of the game.

Heather and I freshened up and went into my bedroom to undress. Since we were both naked, it was time to bring Heather's father into my room. I lay down on my bed and waited. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would explode, and if Heather didn't bring her father in soon, I would pass out. Heather left my room to get her father, who was working in the guest room. The challenge for Heather was to get him to come into my room instead of having sex with her in his. I'm not sure what she ended up telling him, but she was supposed to find him and tell him she wanted to be fucked in my room. Then she was supposed to tell him I had gone to a friend's house and it was just the two of them alone. We thought he was going to explode and not think twice about having sex with his daughter in my bedroom.

I watched him closely and finally saw Henry come through the door. When he saw me lying naked on the bed, he asked us what was wrong. I told him what had happened. I explained that I was still a virgin and wanted him to fuck me. He told Heather to get a towel and some lube. Heather soon came back with the things, and I was told to get up and lie down on the towel. He said it was to protect the bed in case I bled from losing my virginity. Seconds later, he was naked too, and I started to have doubts. His cock must have been at least 8 inches long and so thick that I could barely wrap my fingers around it. "Now it's too late," I thought. Henry leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. Then he whispered in my ear, "Are you sure you want to do this? It's going to hurt."

I replied, "Yes."

He took the lube and spread some of it on his rock-hard cock. Then he took some more and spread it on my labia. Then he squirted a big dollop into my pussy with one finger. I could feel the lube touching my labia, but he didn't stop. He started sliding his finger into my tight hole. He pushed the lube just below my labia, but not so far as to deflower me. After my entrance was filled with lube, my outer labia were completely lubricated, and his own hard cock was also coated, he started to get into position. Heather stood beside the bed, waiting her turn.

Henry aimed his cock at my hole, and as soon as it was just below my outer labia, he let go. He started kissing me and even put his tongue in my mouth. I was so busy playing tongue wars with him that I didn't even notice he'd managed to get the head of his cock inside me. He pushed until I started moaning in pain as my pussy was torn open. He pushed until he found my hymen, then pulled back a little. He worked his way in and out of my hole, pushing my hymen in, but stopped before it tore.

I trusted him to know what to do, so I said nothing about the pain. It hadn't become unbearable yet, but I knew it would soon. He thrust in and out of the entrance, making sure all the parts were in place.
were well lubricated.

“It’s time,” Henry said.

"Okay," I groaned.

"Last chance to get out," he said to me.

"Do it. Please fuck my hole," I begged.

"Think about something other than what's going on down there. When you're ready, take a deep breath. Hold it until I'm completely inside you." "Then let it out," Henry commanded.

"Okay." I agreed.

As I did as he said, I couldn't help but think back to Heather's tongue play. I relaxed, savoring the memory of her delicate tongue teasing my clitoris. I took a deep breath and held it, just as I'd wanted. Henry withdrew, and when he found the right moment, he thrust his hips against mine and slid his massive cock into my pussy, tearing my hymen wide open.

“Ouch!!! Shit!!!” Ouch!!!”, I screamed.

Heather reached out and took my hand to show me she was there for me. I heard her say, "Just relax, and the pain will go away soon." I tried to follow her advice, but the pain persisted. Henry's thick cock was so deep inside me that his balls were resting on my buttocks. Henry wiped the tears from my cheeks and said everything would be alright. I wanted him to pull out, but at the same time, I wanted him inside me. I think I preferred him inside rather than out because I'd never told him to pull out.

He'd been inside me for about ten minutes before I got used to it. I'm not sure if I'd gotten used to it or if I was numb with pain. To figure it out, I started pulling my ass away from his cock, then pushing him back and letting his cock slide back into my pussy. I did this a few times without any sharp pain. He started to understand I was ready, and he slowly, and very slowly, he began to fuck my pussy with his huge cock. Another ten minutes passed, and we were now in full-on fucking mode. He thrust in and out, and finally, he was pounding into my pussy so hard that I could feel his balls bouncing off my little teenage ass.

"Oh, damn. That feels good. Yes! Yes!! Yes!!! Oh, damn, YES!!! Get my pussy with your cock!", I begged.

I wanted more. I HAD to have more. I wanted his cum to fill my pussy. My breathing became heavy and rapid as my moans grew louder. I glanced over and saw Heather fingering her pussy while I was being fucked by Daddy's big cock. I watched Heather as I felt her daddy pounding my pussy. His cock hit my clit every time he was fully inside me. Without much warning, I reached the peak of my orgasm and immediately began to tremble. I bounced around, trying to be in the right place at the right time. I reached the tip and sprayed my cum all over his cock. There was so much cum that it ran down his shaft, making him even wetter. The extra warm lube from my pussy cum did the rest, and he exploded inside my once-virgin pussy. He pumped and pumped, unloading more cum than I would have thought possible from a man. He slowed his thrusts, but still slid in and out of my pussy effortlessly. I could feel his semen, mixed with my juices, being drawn out of my tight pussy each time he withdrew his cock. The juices ran down my labia, into my ass crack, and down onto the bed. I was really glad he let me put down the towel to catch all the semen. Henry finally pulled his cock out of my opening, leaving me feeling lonely and empty. Once he was completely out, he leaned over and kissed me one last time.

Henry got out of bed and I slowly sat up. Blood, male semen, and female semen were all over the towel and my vulva. He told Heather to get water and a cloth and let her gently clean my sore vulva. It took a while until I was clean and got out of bed.

Time was running out, and Heather desperately needed to be fucked by her father. She told him to lie down on the bed and gently took his cock into her lips. He instantly sprang back to life. She brought him to the brink of another explosion before pulling out. Heather got on all fours and told her father to fuck her like a dog. He didn't need to be told twice. I watched as he fucked his daughter so hard I thought he'd shove his cock out of her mouth. There were slapping sounds and wet pussy-fucking noises as Henry fucked his daughter doggy-style.

"Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck your little daughter's pussy. Yes! Oh, Daddy, I love you. Fuck me. Fuck me hard! Shoot your sperm deep inside me. I want to carry your sperm around with me all night. Yes, right there! That's the spot! Yes! OH, DAMN IT, YES!!!" Heather screamed. That was it. Heather came and began to shake uncontrollably. Not a minute later, her daddy filled her cunt with his sperm until her pussy was dripping with Daddy's sperm. As time ran out, he pulled his cock out of her dripping pussy. They stood up and kissed each other lovingly. Henry went and washed his cock while Heather cleaned her pussy. Heather and I got dressed before we were caught, and since our mothers weren't home yet, we kissed each other with a loving, passionate French kiss. Mom came home, we soon got dressed, and went to eat. We all had fun, and since Henry, Heather, and I were more relaxed, we had a great time. It wasn't easy, but we managed to have a threesome a few more times before my aunt, her husband, and Heather went back to work. Only a few weeks had passed, and I began to feel lonely, rejected, and empty. Now I knew why Mom and Dad had told me for years to wait until I was older to have sex. Once you're a virgin, it's hard to satisfy your sexual needs. I soon resorted to fingering myself, and with some effort, I was eventually able to satisfy my needs until I found a boy to fuck.

End

Part 1: Alec's second mom

Alec practically lived with Peggy, Ryan, and Molly. He and Ryan had been friends since kindergarten, and Peggy was like a second mother to him. Molly, Ryan's younger sister, was almost like a third musketeer to Ryan and Alec, but like a typical older brother, Ryan tried to keep some distance from his sister.

Ryan and Molly's father was almost never around—he worked and traveled so much that everyone wondered if he was still there. They were a fairly well-off family and therefore owned a large pool and a pool house, and Alec stayed overnight in their guest room. Alec was extremely well-behaved, and Peggy loved that he helped with the tidying up and was even quicker to lend a hand than her own children.

Alec's mother always asked Peggy if he stayed over too much and hoped he wasn't a burden to her. Peggy, however, was always kind and wondered if she would take offense if she hinted that Alec felt like her third child.

The truth was, given the distance between them, she wouldn't hold it against him. They loved him and weren't necessarily bad parents, but Alec was their youngest child, almost eight years younger than his siblings, and they both worked. If Alec hadn't been with his second family, he would have been sitting at home alone. Alec had just entered puberty, was starting to notice girls, and had figured out how to masturbate.

He also discovered he had a fetish for women's and girls' clothing and lingerie. He didn't know what a fetish was, but he knew he was drawn to images of lingerie, swimsuits, leotards, and other things that accentuated female bodies. This interest had two sides: a love of looking at such things and a desire to wear them himself. At his age, Alec wasn't even aware of cross-dressing, but the idea of trying on girls' clothes and looking feminine aroused him.

Since they had a great pool, they swam in it every time Alec visited from late spring to early fall. The bonus for Alec was that he could secretly stare at Molly and Peggy, who always swam with them. Peggy, a mother of two in her thirties, had a stunning figure, and Alec was equally captivated by Molly, who was only a year younger. He tried his best not to stare too obviously, but it became increasingly difficult as his hormones took over.

Sometimes he also had the feeling that Molly and Peggy were paying him special attention, but he thought that was just his own erotic fantasy playing tricks on him. The family kept all their swimsuits in the pool house, which had a changing room, a bathroom, and a small kitchen. There were always many used swimsuits hanging there, and Alec gave in to his urge to touch them and himself. Although Molly's were too small and Peggy's too big, he tried them both on.

He couldn't explain why, but trying them on made him harder and hornier than anything else at the time. He loved the feeling of wearing them and looking at his body in the mirror. He soon realized he was imagining himself to be Molly or Peggy—imagining his body replaced by their sexy figures. Just as quickly as he had these clarifying thoughts, he usually rushed to get rid of them, as he was overly afraid of being caught by Ryan, Molly, or Peggy.

During sleepovers, the four of them always snuggled up on their large, comfortable sofa and watched a movie in their pajamas. Even though it was a huge sofa, it had become perfectly normal for all four of them to be cuddled up close together, sharing popcorn and a blanket. Alec felt comfortable with them and didn't cuddle as much with his own family. Lately, he'd also noticed that he had to hide the attraction he felt when cuddling with Peggy and Molly, as they were gradually getting closer to him.

In the evenings, Alec would masturbate in the guest room, which had practically become his official bedroom, reminiscing about the time spent swimming, cuddling, or playing with the swimsuits he had used in between.

Out of respect for the family, Alec resisted the urge to sneak into Peggy's or Molly's room to look for underwear or other sexy items. But the urge soon won out. Because of the way their bedrooms were divided and his familiarity with Molly's room while they played in the house, Alec gave in to his urge to sneak into hers. The first time, he was so nervous that he only lasted about 30 seconds, rummaging through her wardrobe and then her dresser.

He didn't touch anything, but the sight of her underwear drawer aroused him. Every time he managed to sneak away from Ryan and Molly, he grew bolder, exploring more, touching more, and eventually taking clothes from her laundry basket to play with at night. He'd grab a pair of panties, a workout bra, a swimsuit, or anything else he found sexy and tuck them under the covers in the guest room bed to enjoy later. The next morning, he'd have everyone go downstairs for breakfast first so he could return the items unnoticed. 

Alec's new underhand plan had a catch, but he didn't realize that Peggy, who was the best possible hostess and mother figure to him, regularly checked the guest room to make sure it was clean, had clean sheets, and was ready for Alec. She started finding his things on his bed without telling him. She was well aware of the boys' occasional lust, but Alec was completely naive about the other underhand behavior that actually occurred in his adoptive family, even when he was in the house.

One night, Alec was in the guest room with his day's haul—two pairs of Molly's panties and a swimsuit. He wore the swimsuit but didn't pull the straps over his shoulders, afraid of stretching it. He stroked his penis with one pair of panties and savored Molly's scent with the other. He was so lost in the moment that he didn't hear Peggy's light knock on the door. Receiving no answer, Peggy quietly opened the door to see if Alec was asleep.

Instead, she found him apparently masturbating, holding Molly's panties up to his face. Her first instinct was to giggle, but she quietly closed the door and knocked louder. Alec quickly pulled the panties under the covers and raised them so Peggy couldn't see what he was wearing. Peggy came in and said she hoped she hadn't woken Alec. Alec replied that he was falling asleep, but not quite asleep yet.

Peggy sat on the edge of the bed and placed her hand on Alec's, which she found through the covers. "You know, Alec, I feel like my second son. We love having you as part of our family, and
We don't want to replace your wonderful family, but I want you to know that we consider you part of our family.

“Thank you, Mrs. Daly. I’ve always felt that way too. Even my mother says you’re my second mom,” Alec replied.

“Oh, I’m so glad to hear that. I hoped your mother wouldn’t be upset that I’m your second mom! You and Ryan are practically brothers—and you’re a wonderful big brother to Molly. I love that you’re all growing up together—but I wish the three of you would stop growing up!” Peggy continued. Alec felt very close to Peggy at that moment, but secretly feared she might see what was under the covers.

"As your second mother, you know you can always tell me anything, right? I will always love you, no matter what happens."

Alec nodded, smiling.

"And as your second mother, I also notice when my children behave like sneaky little beasts..."

Alec swallowed.

"You and Ryan, you're both getting to the age where you start to get excited about girls... or boys... or discover yourselves."

Alec turned bright red.

“Oh God, I’m sorry, I’m not going to talk to you, darling! It’s just that I… I’ve noticed you might be having fun with Molly’s clothes… and her underwear,” Peggy said, pushing Alec’s hand through the covers. “I’m not angry, remember, you’re not my only son going through this. Ryan raided the laundry basket too, but more for Mommy’s underwear.”

Alec was speechless. His own mother would never have been so direct, and although Peggy had been more open and loving, it was shocking to hear this from his second mother.

"I'm sorry... I hope Molly isn't angry... I..." Alec tried to say.

"Oh, sweetie, no, I don't think she actually knows. I only know because you probably didn't realize I came here to change the sheets for you. I'm pretty sure you'll enjoy some of her little panties and a swimsuit tonight, won't you? You boys are turning into little wankers—what am I going to do with you two?" Peggy said, smiling and laughing, thus reassuring Alec.

Alec was still speechless. He was relieved that Peggy seemed genuinely okay with the situation, but she accepted it far more than he ever imagined if he'd been caught. And she added that Ryan did the same thing with her underwear!

Alec mustered all his courage and said, "Thank you for being such a great second mom, Mrs. Daly."

Peggy smiled and leaned forward to kiss Alec on the forehead. "It's weird you call me Mrs. Daly. You can call me Mom, although that would be weird since you have a mom—so Peggy's okay." She leaned forward again, but this time to whisper in Alec's ear, "Have fun with Molly's panties, darling… I bet she'd be happy to hear they turn you on. I know they turn me on." As Peggy leaned forward again, she accidentally pulled the blanket down a little, so Alec was indeed wearing Molly's swimsuit. Alec could see Peggy notice, and Peggy could see Alec feeling embarrassed, shocked, and/or nervous that his secret had been revealed. "Mmm, you kids have no idea how sexy you are… and you don't need to be ashamed of it," Peggy said, as if thinking aloud, but she said it quite deliberately so Alec could hear. She winked, kissed him again on the cheek, and deliberately didn't pull the covers back up. She stood up, said goodnight, and left the room as gently as she had entered it.

For a moment, Alec felt a warm, tingling sensation after feeling so loved and safe with Peggy. These feelings quickly intensified as he thought about what Peggy had said—how sexy they were, how excited Molly would be when she knew what he was doing, and how aroused SHE was. When Peggy had entered the room, his penis had gone completely limp with nervousness. Now it was harder than ever, and he was once again enjoying the feel of Molly's swimsuit and panties, her scent, and the incredible things Peggy had just said to him. He had been so careful with Molly's things, afraid of being caught. Now that he knew Peggy knew, he felt freer. He masturbated and ejaculated all over the panties, imagining Molly wearing them just like him.

My son Sam was 30 years old and still lived at home. This was for practical reasons – he had a well-paying job but no partner and was saving for a mortgage down payment. Many others his age were in exactly the same situation.

Less common (although there were certainly many of us) was that his mother and I fucked him.

Sam had grown into a handsome man. Six feet tall, plump, with blond hair and blue eyes. Pale skin that flushed red when he was aroused, like now. When my wife and I went to bed, he was already waiting for us.

My wife and I were both in our early fifties. Doreen had rich brown hair and brown eyes, huge breasts, and a once flat stomach that was just beginning to protrude. I was 1.80 meters tall, broad-shouldered, had a big belly, and a lot of body hair.

Sam lay on our bed wearing only a diaper. He was kneeling with his legs spread, his thick crotch pressed against the mattress. The pink blush on his ample breasts told me he'd already been using them for a while. He was sucking greedily on the pacifier in his mouth.

“Greedy boy,” I scolded him gently. “You should have waited for us. You know how much your mother loves changing your diaper.”

Sam said nothing, just looked at us with silent desire and fucked more wildly on the mattress. As we watched – my cock getting hard in my pants – he whimpered around the pacifier with his eyes closed, pinching and twisting his pink nipples.

I grabbed my penis through my pants. My wife licked her lips and squeezed her thighs together. Sam groaned as his rubbing made him come in his diaper.

Then he slumped down with his head bowed and supported himself with his hands.

“I suppose you’ll still have a chance to change his diaper,” I said dryly to Doren, unbuckling my belt. “Of course, only after we’ve had our fun.”

My wife and I undressed. I briefly squeezed my penis and pinched Doreen's nipple. She gasped and gave me a sly look.

"Should I breastfeed him first?" she suggested.

My penis got even harder. "Mm. Yes."

I sat down on the chair in a corner of the room and slowly brought my erection to a head. Doreen sat on the bed and gently patted Sam's thigh to signal him to move over. He readily obeyed. She slid back down onto the pillows.

Sam rolled straight back, one leg bent, the other stretched out. That gave me a good view of what I now realized was a wet diaper. His hands closed around his mother's breasts, squeezing and cushioning them, making her gasp. He spat out the pacifier. It fell over Doreen's breasts and stomach before she could catch it. He lowered his head and suckled a large, swollen nipple into his mouth. She cooed softly at him and stroked his head. He suckled like any baby, greedily and hungrily, even though she had stopped producing milk years ago. She had breastfed him for as long as she could, and although she could prolong it with pills, she had finally had enough. It was a shame. I loved the sight of her milk running down his chin. "Suck hard. Mommy loves that. Mommy loves it when her little boy suckles on her hard, sore nipples."

Sam moaned and shifted his weight from one breast to the other, sucking with just as much fervor on each. Doreen's legs parted, revealing her plump pussy and sparse pubic hair. She spread her labia with two fingers and stroked her glistening clitoris.

Still holding the pacifier, she slid the nipple up and down her wet skin, covering it with her vaginal fluid. She rolled it around her clitoris, her hand moving faster, rubbing herself with the nipple.

Our grown son fondled her breasts. Soon she experienced a shuddering orgasm. The pacifier was gone, and two fingers flashed as she pleasured herself. Sam's slurping competed with the wet sound of her fingers. 

Finally, she slumped back and gently pushed Sam's head away. He licked her nipple one last time with his tongue; his reluctance was obvious, but we both had other plans for him now.

"Let's take off your dirty diaper," she said, still a little out of breath. Sam lay in the middle of the bed, squirming slightly, his mother kneeling beside him.

I watched intently as he slowly stroked my penis, spreading pre-cum over the head and shaft. Doreen opened the flaps on the side of his diaper and pulled the front down. I leaned forward and stroked faster when I saw what he had produced. The diaper was smooth and soaked with semen and piss.

My wife lowered her head and licked the mess, taking some of his semen into her mouth. Filthy, damn filthy, and so damn hot. She sucked briefly on the tip of his semi-erect penis and pulled away with a throaty giggle as he groaned and his hips twitched.

She leaned back into the pillows and watched. Now it was my turn.

I climbed onto the bed, knelt over Sam's legs, and looked down at my son's sweaty, chubby body. I loved him so much: his full man-breasts, his belly, his penis. His wet diaper.

I held my penis tightly and concentrated as I squeezed out a stream of piss. It splashed over his penis, over his balls, and ran down to his hole. It soaked into his already wet diaper. Next to us, I heard my wife fingering her pussy again.

"Shit, that's good," I groaned softly. It was hard to piss through an erection, especially since pissing on my son made me even harder. I aimed higher, spraying over his chest, over his fleshy tits, and back down to his cock.

"Fuck me, Daddy?" he begged. "Please?"

"Do you want this?" I asked, pulling my cock over his. His piss sprayed everywhere. I reached down, scooped up some of his cum, and put it in his mouth. He opened it eagerly and sucked on my fingers. Dirty slut. "Do you want Daddy's cock in your pussy? Do you want Daddy to plow your pretty baby pussy?"

"Mhm," he said hoarsely, sucking harder on my fingers.

"Okay. Spread your legs for Daddy."

I scooted back so he could lift his legs and slide his arms under his knees. His large belly protruded between his fleshy thighs. He reached for his exposed hole and slowly pulled out a huge butt plug.

"Good boy," I said, briefly stroking his now hard erection. "You prepared yourself for Daddy's cock all by yourself."

"Fuck him," my wife hissed as her fingers plunged deep into her pussy. "Stick your cock in his greedy cunt and fuck him. Make him squeal."

I watched her with amusement. When she got going, Doreen was a hot slut.

I adjusted my cock, briefly dipped my hand into the semen and piss to add extra lube, and then thrust into my son's gaping asshole. He let out a soft, pleasurable whimper.

I thrust my hips forward, penetrating him and pulling out a few inches before plunging back in. Sam groaned with each thrust, spreading his legs wide.

"Take it," I growled. "Take Daddy's cock, take my sperm, fuck..."

I was so close I was about to come. "I'm going to fill your baby pussy with cum," I moaned, "and get you pregnant... uh... fuck..."

With one last hard thrust, I came, shooting my sperm deep inside him. I kept fucking him, loving his squeals as he grabbed his cock and jerked off. I pushed his hand away. He didn't come until we allowed it. I pulled him out. Doreen (who had probably come at least once, maybe even twice, since I started fucking Sam) pounced on me and devoured my cock. She sucked our son's sperm until my glans glistened with her saliva. I moved aside, back to the chair, leaving Doreen to complete the final act of our nightly ritual. She slid back between Sam's still-raised and spread legs, lowered her head, and closed her lips around his swollen hole. Sam moaned as she fucked him with her tongue, trying to get as much sperm out of him as possible. Sam was soon writhing on the bed, beside herself with pleasure, his short, thick cock bobbing and jumping. I felt sorry for him and moved closer again, taking his penis in my hand.

I masturbated my son with short, sharp movements. He squealed again and again as I brought my little piggy to orgasm. Thick, white semen sprayed over his belly, over his plump tits, all the way up to his chin.

When Doreen finished her tongue work on his ass, I leaned forward and licked up Sam's semen. I loved the feel of his plump belly and loved sucking his thick nipples into my mouth. I gave him a quick, passionate kiss and then pulled away.

I had to pat Doreen on the shoulder to make her leave. If I let her, she would lick our boy for hours.

I got the things we needed for changing his diaper. Sam lifted his legs again; Doreen took out the soiled diaper and handed it to me. I rolled it up while she wiped his bottom, penis, and testicles with some baby wipes. She patted him dry with a towel and then powdered him until his semi-erect penis was smooth and pale again. I handed her a clean diaper, and she soon had it back on.

"There," she said, leaning forward to kiss him on the lips. I saw their tongues flash. "All clean. Go to bed now, Mommy will change you again tomorrow."

Sam smiled at both of us. "I love you."

We smiled back at him. "We love you too. Go now, or I'll spank you."

He laughed. "Not exactly an incentive to behave, Dad..."

At the time of this story, I was 17 years old and a virgin. My name is Luke. I was told I was attractive and fit.

So why a virgin? I have a smaller penis, about 5 cm flaccid and 11.4 cm erect. I know it's slightly below average, but I lost all my self-confidence when I was younger. The other boys teased me; I was called "Ticky," even though I was above average in size.

When I was 15, I had sex with a girl at a party. We went upstairs and she pulled my already hard penis out of my fly. She laughed immediately but kept masturbating me. Afterwards, she went straight back downstairs and told everyone about my small penis. From then on, I lost all my self-confidence.

I was working as an IT consultant and was on my way home from a three-day training course in London. It was 10 p.m. I saw an attractive woman standing shivering in a parking lot next to a car. I was gallant and stopped right in front of her car.

"Can I help you in any way?"

"I don't know? The car only broke down a few hours ago. I was hoping a police car would come by and have me towed away."

"I'm afraid I don't know much about cars. Do you have any petrol?"

After a brief conversation, she told me she couldn't afford roadside assistance. That's when I noticed she had two children in the car, crammed together.

"Do you live far away?"

"About 20 minutes away."

"Well, why don't I drive you and the children home? We'll leave a note on your car, then you can arrange to pick it up tomorrow."

"That would be great, thank you." Once we were all in the car, she introduced herself as Denise. Her children were Scott, 12, and Kaylah, 10. The children were quiet on the drive home but thanked her when they arrived. Denise invited me for a coffee. I was a little hesitant, as I still had an hour's drive ahead of me, but I accepted.

The children went to bed, and Denise brought them warm milk. We then sat in the living room and chatted. She had just gone through a messy divorce and was surprised that I was single. By the time we finished, it was midnight. Denise suggested I stay overnight. I hesitated and finally suggested I sleep on the couch.

"Don't you want to sleep with me? I know I'm 12 years older than you."

"That's not it, don't laugh, but I'm still a virgin and didn't want to disappoint you."

"Is there a reason why you haven't done it yet?" At that moment, Kaylah came in completely naked, which shocked and strangely aroused me.

"Can I have some more warm milk, Mommy?"

"Sure, I'll get you some." Denise went into the kitchen and Kaylah sat down next to me on the couch, so I had a full view of the smooth mound between her legs. I tried not to look, but I couldn't help myself.

"Will you sleep with Mommy?" I almost suffocated.

"I don't know."

"Oh, okay." Denise came back with a cup of milk and told Kaylah to go back to bed.

"So, why are you still a virgin?"

"This is really embarrassing, I have a small penis." I explained what had happened to me when I was younger. 

"Oh, you poor thing, that's awful." She started to pull my jeans off and then pulled them down along with my underwear until they reached around my ankles. My 11 cm long erection sprang out.

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"Absolutely fine, I love it." She leaned over me and immediately took my cock in her mouth, which made me moan. I was about to come when she paused. Denise stood up and undressed in front of me. She had incredible breasts and a well-groomed pussy, the first I'd ever seen (apart from Kaylah's). She lifted me off the couch and pulled my shirt off, so we were both naked.

"Let's go to my bedroom, it's more comfortable there."

I was trembling all the way up the stairs when we entered her bedroom.

I was told to lie down on the bed. Denise straddled me, leaned forward, and started sucking my cock again. She quickly paused and moved back and forth until her pussy was in my face. The scent was intoxicating as Denise opened her lips to me, and I moved forward, sliding my tongue inside her pussy. I simply couldn't believe what was happening. I had assumed I would remain a virgin my whole life unless I paid for it.

I could have lain face down in Denise's pussy all night, but she rolled me onto my back, straddled my cock, took it between her fingers, and slowly lowered her eager pussy onto it, taking it all the way in. She rose and fell gently so my little cock wouldn't fall out. I couldn't last long and was soon overwhelmed by an intense orgasm. Semen shot straight from my cock and filled her pussy. "Sorry I came so fast." "Don't worry, you did well for your first time." After a short break, I fucked her doggy-style and filled her with my cream again.

Denise told me I had brought her to orgasm, but I thought she was lying just to boost my confidence.

The next morning, I woke up at 7:30 and decided to take a shower so I could help Denise arrange a tow truck. As I got out of bed, I remembered my clothes were downstairs. So, assuming the kids were still asleep, I went into the bathroom naked. When I entered the room, I was surprised to see Kaylah standing naked at the sink. She looked me up and down.

"I'm sorry, I'll wait until you're finished."

"Don't be silly, I don't mind." At that moment, she lifted her right leg onto the sink, fully exposing her vagina. Then she took a washcloth and inserted it into her vagina. I just watched in stunned silence, imagining my cock sliding inside her.

"Okay, if you're sure, where are the towels?" She pointed to a cupboard.

"In there." She looked at me again. "You have a really small penis." I wouldn't have expected that from a 10-year-old girl.

"It's not just about size, you know, other things matter," was my lame reply.

"But Scott's penis is bigger than yours."

"Really, how do you know that?"

"He lets me bring him to orgasm, he loves it." I should have ended the conversation at that point, but I was "turned on" to talk about sex with a young girl.

"So, how do you make him ejaculate?"

"Either I pull it out until it comes out, or I suck it and eat its sperm."

"Wow! I'm sure he'll love this."

"Do you want me to make you cum?"

"Sure, if you want." My penis was rock hard and looked bigger, maybe 12.5 cm. I assumed she was going to jerk me off.

"Do you want me to give you a blowjob?"

"That would be awesome."

"When you arrive, tap me on the shoulder so I can prepare."

I moved closer to the door, so my back was against her since it didn't have a lock. Without hesitation, she knelt in front of me, closed her mouth around my cock, and began to suck. She managed to pull back my foreskin, and there was a smacking sound as she circled my penis with her tongue. I was in ecstasy, my cum was rising in my eyes, so I tapped Kaylah on the shoulder. I expected her to let go of my cock, but she took it down her throat and swallowed all my semen.

"Mmm, that was incredible, you're a great cock sucker."

"Thank you, your sperm tastes good." I took a shower and then went downstairs to get my clothes.

When I went into the living room, Scott was sitting in the armchair, jerking off his almost 18 cm long erection while smelling my boxer shorts, which he was wearing over his head and face.

"Hi, Scott, are you having fun?"

"Yes, that doesn't bother you, does it?" He didn't seem nervous at all about being caught and made no attempt to hide his penis.

"No, go on, Scott." He continued sliding his right hand down his shaft, which was slick with precum. Suddenly his breathing deepened, he began to moan, and ripped my boxer shorts off his head, wrapping them around his cock. Four or five hip thrusts followed as Scott ejaculated into my boxers. He wiped all his cum off with my underwear and handed it to me, encouraging me to smell his hard work. I couldn't resist, and his boyish cum smelled wonderful to Devine.

"Well, I can't wear that today."

"You can borrow one of mine." He was in decent shape and
He clearly had more space than I did.

"Okay, let's see if they're big enough." I grabbed the rest of my clothes and followed him upstairs. I stood there while Scott picked out a few for me to try on. Then he came straight over to me and stood facing me. Scott grabbed my flaccid penis and squeezed it between his fingers. It wasn't long before it got hard, and Scott started jerking me off.

"Did you fuck my mom with that last night?" His voice sounded somewhat threatening.

“Yes,” I replied hesitantly.

"It's pretty cool, since Dad left, Mom only has me for sex." I was speechless again and barely noticed that Scott had bent down and
now sucking my cock. Then I noticed he had a hard-on and pushed it onto the bed. Wordlessly, I lay down next to him and kissed his beautiful cock. Then I pulled back his foreskin and licked his swollen glans. I'd never sucked a cock before and I started with a big 12-year-old's—it felt incredible. As I licked his shaft, I tasted the precum dripping down. Scott's balls were big too, and he shuddered when I took one in my mouth. He started breathing faster, so I reached back for his penis and took it in my mouth. Scott grabbed the back of my head and started fucking my mouth. It only took a few seconds. "I'm about to come." Before I could react, I felt his creamy cum slide down my throat. Scott kept his cock in my mouth for a few minutes until it went soft. Then he quickly sucked me off, which felt just as good as Kaylah's blowjob. Work.

For the rest of Saturday, we arranged for Denise's car to be towed to a garage, and I paid for the repairs. Luckily, it wasn't a big deal. I then drove home, showered, changed, and packed a few things since I was invited to dinner. We had a wonderful, home-cooked meal. After dinner, Scott asked me to come with him to his bedroom because he wanted to show me something. Denise gave me a look that suggested she knew what was going to happen, but she didn't seem to mind. I went into his room and found him naked on his bed. His penis was soft and resting against his right thigh.

"Luke, can you give me a blowjob and make me come?"

“Of course,” I replied enthusiastically.

"Is it okay if Kaylah comes along?"

"I guess." Kaylah came in naked and sat down next to her brother on the bed, who immediately placed his hand between her legs. I wasn't sure how to proceed, but the children soon gave me instructions.

"Why don't you fuck Kaylah from behind while I kneel next to you so you can give me a blowjob at the same time?" It sounded like something out of a porn movie.

"Sounds like fun." As I stood behind Kaylah, who was crouching on the bed, I became nervous.

"What are you waiting for?"

"What if I hurt her?" Scott giggled.

"My friend Shane fucks her regularly, and he's much bigger than you." I was pretty devastated. Did all the guys have bigger dicks than me?
But I eyed my target, those creamy-white cheeks and their exposed hole. I guided my hard cock to her entrance and slowly thrust in.
Kaylah gasped as my cock slid into her young pussy. My hips rocked as Scott pressed his now-hard cock against my lips. I sucked. I was so engrossed in him that I almost forgot I was fucking a pussy too, which probably helped me last longer. Then I felt Scott's penis twitch in my mouth and waited for my reward. But Scott pulled his penis out and sprayed his sperm all over his sister's ass and my cock. When I looked down, I could see Scott's sperm dripping between Kaylah's butt crack and settling at the base of my penis. The sight of it pushed me over the edge. I groaned loudly before shooting my sperm into Kaylah's pussy. The three of us cleaned up and went back downstairs. There we found Denise with her legs wide open, inserting a dildo into her pussy. Scott went over to her.

"Can I help you with this, Mom?" I wanted to say I was shocked, but nothing could surprise me with this family anymore. Scott knelt in front of his mother and replaced the dildo with his fingers, fucking her pussy with three fingers. He also found her clitoris with his tongue and slid the tip over it. Soon he had her screaming and trembling as fluid gushed from her pussy. Afterward, it seemed pretty surreal as we all sat around the table playing Monopoly.

We all went to bed shortly after midnight.

"I know Scott told you we're having sex. Does that bother you?"

"At first, yes, but now I think it's great that you're all so close." Denise smiled and kissed me. We then had sex twice, which was incredible. Towards the end of the second time, I heard a noise from the door and then saw Scott standing in the room, watching us masturbate. He moaned and twitched, and then I just caught a glimpse of Scott's semen spurting from his penis and landing on the floor. That was when we finished our second time.

"That was awesome, you're definitely making progress."

"Thank you, you know Scott watched us masturbate?"

"No surprise there. Why don't you go into his room and help him?"

I got up and went into Scott's room. The door was open.

"Did you enjoy watching us?"

"Yes, you did well, despite your small penis."

"Thank you for the ambiguous compliment. I wanted to ask if there's anything I can do to help you."

"Cool, I would really like to fuck you."

"Um, I guess that would be okay." I'd never even considered gay anal sex before, and the thought of Scott's cock in my ass brought tears to my eyes. He laid me on my stomach and took some lube out of a drawer. I watched as he rubbed the cream into his penis, then put his finger over it and slid it into my ass. It hurt at first, but then it was pure pleasure as he twisted his finger inside me. Scott then lifted my hips off the bed, fully exposing my cock ring. He then sat on top of me and slid all 18 cm inside me, bit by bit. I moaned and groaned with pleasure as he thrust his big cock in and out. Without even touching him, my penis was hard, and I was close to coming. Scott increased the speed and intensity of his fucking, which brought me to the brink of climax.

"I'll be right there."

“Me too, I’ll fill your ass.” My cock throbbed as I released my seed onto Scott’s duvet. Then, almost immediately, I felt his sperm shoot into my ass—one of the most pleasurable experiences of my life. I spent the rest of the night in Scott’s bed, spooning him against me, my hand gripping his cock. In the morning, we did 69, which allowed me to taste Scott’s sweet love juice once more.

On Sunday afternoon, Denise took Kaylah to badminton club. Scott usually went with her, but decided to stay with me and invited his friend Shane. Shane was older than Scott, a handsome 14-year-old blond boy with long, flowing hair.

"So, is this the guy with the small penis you told me about?"

"Yes, but he's really fun. After I fucked Mom twice last night, he let me
"Fuck his tight ass."

"Sweetie, do you want to see my penis, Luke?"

"Sure, Scott tells me he's tall and you fucked Kaylah."

"Yeah, and I fucked Scott and his mom." He pulled down his boxer shorts, revealing the biggest flaccid penis I'd ever seen, over 7 inches long and thick. My eyes widened as Scott took Shane's cock into his mouth. I watched as Shane's cock hardened to about 9 inches.

"Can I suck it?" Shane nodded and Scott let go. I opened my mouth as wide as possible and was able to take half of Shane's cock in my mouth and put my hand around the lower half. I sucked and jerked him off at the same time. My jaw started to hurt, but luckily Shane was at his limit and pumped cum down my throat in wave after wave.

"That was great, I hadn't masturbated for days." For the next hour, I watched Scott fuck Shane doggy style while he gave me a blowjob.

Before I left on Sunday evening, the five of us had one last session. I fucked Denise, and so did Scott. Shane fucked Kaylah and gave her a screaming orgasm. Kaylah then sucked her brother while Shane and I double-penetrated Denise. Shane filled her pussy while I fucked her ass.

It was an incredible, unusual, and completely unexpected weekend that changed my life. I visited her a few more times to continue my training.

End

At the time of this story, I was 17 years old and a virgin. My name is Luke. I was told I was attractive and fit.

So why a virgin? I have a smaller penis, about 5 cm flaccid and 11.4 cm erect. I know it's slightly below average, but I lost all my self-confidence when I was younger. The other boys teased me; I was called "Ticky," even though I was above average in size.

When I was 15, I had sex with a girl at a party. We went upstairs and she pulled my already hard penis out of my fly. She laughed immediately but kept masturbating me. Afterwards, she went straight back downstairs and told everyone about my small penis. From then on, I lost all my self-confidence.

I was working as an IT consultant and was on my way home from a three-day training course in London. It was 10 p.m. I saw an attractive woman standing shivering in a parking lot next to a car. I was gallant and stopped right in front of her car.

"Can I help you in any way?"

"I don't know? The car only broke down a few hours ago. I was hoping a police car would come by and have me towed away."

"I'm afraid I don't know much about cars. Do you have any petrol?"

After a brief conversation, she told me she couldn't afford roadside assistance. That's when I noticed she had two children in the car, crammed together.

"Do you live far away?"

"About 20 minutes away."

"Well, why don't I drive you and the children home? We'll leave a note on your car, then you can arrange to pick it up tomorrow."

"That would be great, thank you." Once we were all in the car, she introduced herself as Denise. Her children were Scott, 12, and Kaylah, 10. The children were quiet on the drive home but thanked her when they arrived. Denise invited me for a coffee. I was a little hesitant, as I still had an hour's drive ahead of me, but I accepted.

The children went to bed, and Denise brought them warm milk. We then sat in the living room and chatted. She had just gone through a messy divorce and was surprised that I was single. By the time we finished, it was midnight. Denise suggested I stay overnight. I hesitated and finally suggested I sleep on the couch.

"Don't you want to sleep with me? I know I'm 12 years older than you."

"That's not it, don't laugh, but I'm still a virgin and didn't want to disappoint you."

"Is there a reason why you haven't done it yet?" At that moment, Kaylah came in completely naked, which shocked and strangely aroused me.

"Can I have some more warm milk, Mommy?"

"Sure, I'll get you some." Denise went into the kitchen and Kaylah sat down next to me on the couch, so I had a full view of the smooth mound between her legs. I tried not to look, but I couldn't help myself.

"Will you sleep with Mommy?" I almost suffocated.

"I don't know."

"Oh, okay." Denise came back with a cup of milk and told Kaylah to go back to bed.

"So, why are you still a virgin?"

"This is really embarrassing, I have a small penis." I explained what had happened to me when I was younger. 

"Oh, you poor thing, that's awful." She started to pull my jeans off and then pulled them down along with my underwear until they reached around my ankles. My 11 cm long erection sprang out.

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"Absolutely fine, I love it." She leaned over me and immediately took my cock in her mouth, which made me moan. I was about to come when she paused. Denise stood up and undressed in front of me. She had incredible breasts and a well-groomed pussy, the first I'd ever seen (apart from Kaylah's). She lifted me off the couch and pulled my shirt off, so we were both naked.

"Let's go to my bedroom, it's more comfortable there."

I was trembling all the way up the stairs when we entered her bedroom.

I was told to lie down on the bed. Denise straddled me, leaned forward, and started sucking my cock again. She quickly paused and moved back and forth until her pussy was in my face. The scent was intoxicating as Denise opened her lips to me, and I moved forward, sliding my tongue inside her pussy. I simply couldn't believe what was happening. I had assumed I would remain a virgin my whole life unless I paid for it.

I could have lain face down in Denise's pussy all night, but she rolled me onto my back, straddled my cock, took it between her fingers, and slowly lowered her eager pussy onto it, taking it all the way in. She rose and fell gently so my little cock wouldn't fall out. I couldn't last long and was soon overwhelmed by an intense orgasm. Semen shot straight from my cock and filled her pussy. "Sorry I came so fast." "Don't worry, you did well for your first time." After a short break, I fucked her doggy-style and filled her with my cream again.

Denise told me I had brought her to orgasm, but I thought she was lying just to boost my confidence.

The next morning, I woke up at 7:30 and decided to take a shower so I could help Denise arrange a tow truck. As I got out of bed, I remembered my clothes were downstairs. So, assuming the kids were still asleep, I went into the bathroom naked. When I entered the room, I was surprised to see Kaylah standing naked at the sink. She looked me up and down.

"I'm sorry, I'll wait until you're finished."

"Don't be silly, I don't mind." At that moment, she lifted her right leg onto the sink, fully exposing her vagina. Then she took a washcloth and inserted it into her vagina. I just watched in stunned silence, imagining my cock sliding inside her.

"Okay, if you're sure, where are the towels?" She pointed to a cupboard.

"In there." She looked at me again. "You have a really small penis." I wouldn't have expected that from a 10-year-old girl.

"It's not just about size, you know, other things matter," was my lame reply.

"But Scott's penis is bigger than yours."

"Really, how do you know that?"

"He lets me bring him to orgasm, he loves it." I should have ended the conversation at that point, but I was "turned on" to talk about sex with a young girl.

"So, how do you make him ejaculate?"

"Either I pull it out until it comes out, or I suck it and eat its sperm."

"Wow! I'm sure he'll love this."

"Do you want me to make you cum?"

"Sure, if you want." My penis was rock hard and looked bigger, maybe 12.5 cm. I assumed she was going to jerk me off.

"Do you want me to give you a blowjob?"

"That would be awesome."

"When you arrive, tap me on the shoulder so I can prepare."

I moved closer to the door, so my back was against her since it didn't have a lock. Without hesitation, she knelt in front of me, closed her mouth around my cock, and began to suck. She managed to pull back my foreskin, and there was a smacking sound as she circled my penis with her tongue. I was in ecstasy, my cum was rising in my eyes, so I tapped Kaylah on the shoulder. I expected her to let go of my cock, but she took it down her throat and swallowed all my semen.

"Mmm, that was incredible, you're a great cock sucker."

"Thank you, your sperm tastes good." I took a shower and then went downstairs to get my clothes.

When I went into the living room, Scott was sitting in the armchair, jerking off his almost 18 cm long erection while smelling my boxer shorts, which he was wearing over his head and face.

"Hi, Scott, are you having fun?"

"Yes, that doesn't bother you, does it?" He didn't seem nervous at all about being caught and made no attempt to hide his penis.

"No, go on, Scott." He continued sliding his right hand down his shaft, which was slick with precum. Suddenly his breathing deepened, he began to moan, and ripped my boxer shorts off his head, wrapping them around his cock. Four or five hip thrusts followed as Scott ejaculated into my boxers. He wiped all his cum off with my underwear and handed it to me, encouraging me to smell his hard work. I couldn't resist, and his boyish cum smelled wonderful to Devine.

"Well, I can't wear that today."

"You can borrow one of mine." He was in decent shape and
He clearly had more space than I did.

"Okay, let's see if they're big enough." I grabbed the rest of my clothes and followed him upstairs. I stood there while Scott picked out a few for me to try on. Then he came straight over to me and stood facing me. Scott grabbed my flaccid penis and squeezed it between his fingers. It wasn't long before it got hard, and Scott started jerking me off.

"Did you fuck my mom with that last night?" His voice sounded somewhat threatening.

“Yes,” I replied hesitantly.

"It's pretty cool, since Dad left, Mom only has me for sex." I was speechless again and barely noticed that Scott had bent down and
now sucking my cock. Then I noticed he had a hard-on and pushed it onto the bed. Wordlessly, I lay down next to him and kissed his beautiful cock. Then I pulled back his foreskin and licked his swollen glans. I'd never sucked a cock before and I started with a big 12-year-old's—it felt incredible. As I licked his shaft, I tasted the precum dripping down. Scott's balls were big too, and he shuddered when I took one in my mouth. He started breathing faster, so I reached back for his penis and took it in my mouth. Scott grabbed the back of my head and started fucking my mouth. It only took a few seconds. "I'm about to come." Before I could react, I felt his creamy cum slide down my throat. Scott kept his cock in my mouth for a few minutes until it went soft. Then he quickly sucked me off, which felt just as good as Kaylah's blowjob. Work.

For the rest of Saturday, we arranged for Denise's car to be towed to a garage, and I paid for the repairs. Luckily, it wasn't a big deal. I then drove home, showered, changed, and packed a few things since I was invited to dinner. We had a wonderful, home-cooked meal. After dinner, Scott asked me to come with him to his bedroom because he wanted to show me something. Denise gave me a look that suggested she knew what was going to happen, but she didn't seem to mind. I went into his room and found him naked on his bed. His penis was soft and resting against his right thigh.

"Luke, can you give me a blowjob and make me come?"

“Of course,” I replied enthusiastically.

"Is it okay if Kaylah comes along?"

"I guess." Kaylah came in naked and sat down next to her brother on the bed, who immediately placed his hand between her legs. I wasn't sure how to proceed, but the children soon gave me instructions.

"Why don't you fuck Kaylah from behind while I kneel next to you so you can give me a blowjob at the same time?" It sounded like something out of a porn movie.

"Sounds like fun." As I stood behind Kaylah, who was crouching on the bed, I became nervous.

"What are you waiting for?"

"What if I hurt her?" Scott giggled.

"My friend Shane fucks her regularly, and he's much bigger than you." I was pretty devastated. Did all the guys have bigger dicks than me?
But I eyed my target, those creamy-white cheeks and their exposed hole. I guided my hard cock to her entrance and slowly thrust in.
Kaylah gasped as my cock slid into her young pussy. My hips rocked as Scott pressed his now-hard cock against my lips. I sucked. I was so engrossed in him that I almost forgot I was fucking a pussy too, which probably helped me last longer. Then I felt Scott's penis twitch in my mouth and waited for my reward. But Scott pulled his penis out and sprayed his sperm all over his sister's ass and my cock. When I looked down, I could see Scott's sperm dripping between Kaylah's butt crack and settling at the base of my penis. The sight of it pushed me over the edge. I groaned loudly before shooting my sperm into Kaylah's pussy. The three of us cleaned up and went back downstairs. There we found Denise with her legs wide open, inserting a dildo into her pussy. Scott went over to her.

"Can I help you with this, Mom?" I wanted to say I was shocked, but nothing could surprise me with this family anymore. Scott knelt in front of his mother and replaced the dildo with his fingers, fucking her pussy with three fingers. He also found her clitoris with his tongue and slid the tip over it. Soon he had her screaming and trembling as fluid gushed from her pussy. Afterward, it seemed pretty surreal as we all sat around the table playing Monopoly.

We all went to bed shortly after midnight.

"I know Scott told you we're having sex. Does that bother you?"

"At first, yes, but now I think it's great that you're all so close." Denise smiled and kissed me. We then had sex twice, which was incredible. Towards the end of the second time, I heard a noise from the door and then saw Scott standing in the room, watching us masturbate. He moaned and twitched, and then I just caught a glimpse of Scott's semen spurting from his penis and landing on the floor. That was when we finished our second time.

"That was awesome, you're definitely making progress."

"Thank you, you know Scott watched us masturbate?"

"No surprise there. Why don't you go into his room and help him?"

I got up and went into Scott's room. The door was open.

"Did you enjoy watching us?"

"Yes, you did well, despite your small penis."

"Thank you for the ambiguous compliment. I wanted to ask if there's anything I can do to help you."

"Cool, I would really like to fuck you."

"Um, I guess that would be okay." I'd never even considered gay anal sex before, and the thought of Scott's cock in my ass brought tears to my eyes. He laid me on my stomach and took some lube out of a drawer. I watched as he rubbed the cream into his penis, then put his finger over it and slid it into my ass. It hurt at first, but then it was pure pleasure as he twisted his finger inside me. Scott then lifted my hips off the bed, fully exposing my cock ring. He then sat on top of me and slid all 18 cm inside me, bit by bit. I moaned and groaned with pleasure as he thrust his big cock in and out. Without even touching him, my penis was hard, and I was close to coming. Scott increased the speed and intensity of his fucking, which brought me to the brink of climax.

"I'll be right there."

“Me too, I’ll fill your ass.” My cock throbbed as I released my seed onto Scott’s duvet. Then, almost immediately, I felt his sperm shoot into my ass—one of the most pleasurable experiences of my life. I spent the rest of the night in Scott’s bed, spooning him against me, my hand gripping his cock. In the morning, we did 69, which allowed me to taste Scott’s sweet love juice once more.

On Sunday afternoon, Denise took Kaylah to badminton club. Scott usually went with her, but decided to stay with me and invited his friend Shane. Shane was older than Scott, a handsome 14-year-old blond boy with long, flowing hair.

"So, is this the guy with the small penis you told me about?"

"Yes, but he's really fun. After I fucked Mom twice last night, he let me
"Fuck his tight ass."

"Sweetie, do you want to see my penis, Luke?"

"Sure, Scott tells me he's tall and you fucked Kaylah."

"Yeah, and I fucked Scott and his mom." He pulled down his boxer shorts, revealing the biggest flaccid penis I'd ever seen, over 7 inches long and thick. My eyes widened as Scott took Shane's cock into his mouth. I watched as Shane's cock hardened to about 9 inches.

"Can I suck it?" Shane nodded and Scott let go. I opened my mouth as wide as possible and was able to take half of Shane's cock in my mouth and put my hand around the lower half. I sucked and jerked him off at the same time. My jaw started to hurt, but luckily Shane was at his limit and pumped cum down my throat in wave after wave.

"That was great, I hadn't masturbated for days." For the next hour, I watched Scott fuck Shane doggy style while he gave me a blowjob.

Before I left on Sunday evening, the five of us had one last session. I fucked Denise, and so did Scott. Shane fucked Kaylah and gave her a screaming orgasm. Kaylah then sucked her brother while Shane and I double-penetrated Denise. Shane filled her pussy while I fucked her ass.

It was an incredible, unusual, and completely unexpected weekend that changed my life. I visited her a few more times to continue my training.

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