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Triplet X Love Times 2 - Book 1: The Honeymoon Week
by DoubleDxxx (txlt2@yahoo.com)

***

The Merger of two sexually charged families, through 
the matrimony of the parents, leads to mergers all 
around from the merger of the servants, to the merger 
of the children's bands to the merger of the two sets 
of identical triplets themselves. (teen couples, bi, 
inc, bd, orgy)

***

Chapter One – The Wedding
 

Laura Irving paced nervously back and forth in the 
small second-floor room of the chapel where she was to 
change into her wedding dress. Hannah, Lana and Ana all 
followed her with her eyes as she reached one end of 
the room and quickly turned around to walk back the 
other way.

"Ummm, Mom?" said Hannah, the oldest of the three 15 
year old triplets, "shouldn't you be getting into your 
dress now? The wedding should be starting soon."

"It's just that I am so nervous. I mean I know that I 
am doing the right thing, Stan is perfect, it's as 
though we were made for each other, and I love his 
kids, but how will all these changes affect you girls?"

"Mom," Lana said, "we've been through all this. 
Everything is going to work out fine. You and Stan love 
each other, and even if we hate those three brats of 
his, that doesn't change how happy he makes you."

"You hate his bra—his kids?" Laura said surprised.

"Lana is just kidding Mom," Ana quickly said, adding 
"she's still mad because they got to sit in the front 
of the car the other day."

"Yeah Mom," Lana said now also nervous, "you know we 
are all going to be one big happy family."

There was a knock on the door and before she could even 
ask who it was Pietro, their butler/nanny/cook etc. of 
the last seven years walked in.

"Laura," he said, noting she had only gotten as far as 
putting on a bra and panties, "everyone has arrived you 
should be getting ready."

"Oh Pietro, I'm so glad you are here! Maybe you can 
help me kill some of these last minute nerves, please."

Understanding what she was asking, Pietro walked up to 
her and bent her over a chair pulling down her panties. 
He studied the soft blond hair between her pink pussy 
for a few moments before dropping his own pants and 
quickly extracting his semi-hard dick. The girls 
gathered around them and before he inserted his dick 
into its final destination he allowed Lana to suck it 
to its full 8 inches of erection. 

In the meantime Hannah prepared the way in their 
mother's pussy by sucking on it, licking all around 
Laura's pussy lips and sticking her tongue deep inside 
her hole getting Laura's juices flowing. 

When all was ready, Lana released Pietro's dick and, as 
Hannah moved away from her mother's hole, he sunk it in 
her in one quick movement, not stopping until it was 
completely in her. Pietro then began to fuck her 
violently and quickly, using rapid strokes in and out 
of Laura's pussy. Laura quickly began to calm down as 
she entered a blissful place that seemed like heaven 
itself. She just loved Pietro's 8 inches deep inside of 
her, as much as she loved her daughter's tongues, her 
dildo's and anything else that could be found to insert 
in her pussy.

After several minutes Laura sensed that Pietro was 
close to cumming and said, "Don't cum in me, I don't 
want to be leaking cum on my way to the altar."

"I've got it mom," Lana said, extracting Pietro's cock 
and sucking softly on it, letting it reach the back of 
her throat then extracting it until only the crown was 
left lying on her tongue. To hurry the procedure along 
she softly bit Pietro's cock and was rewarded by a 
flush of hot liquid flowing into her mouth as Pietro's 
cock expanded and exploded. Lana, like her mother and 
all her sisters loved the taste of cum. She gulped and 
swallowed all of it as it continued to pour into her 
mouth.

While Lana worked on cleaning up Pietro, Ana and Hannah 
had taken over finishing their mother's blissful 
moment. As soon as Pietro's dick had been extracted, 
Hannah had fallen to her knees and glued her mouth to 
her mother's pussy, sticking two fingers in and pumping 
as she sucked and licked as hard as she could wanting 
to fill her mouth with the sweet nectar that was her 
mother. 

Ana, not wanting to be left out, bent over her mother 
and began to run her tongue around the rim of Laura's 
asshole, pushing from time to time, trying to insert 
her tongue in Laura's ass. As she finally succeeded, 
the sensations were just too much for Laura and she 
exploded into Hannah's mouth, her juices flowing like a 
waterfall. Hannah happily drunk up the nectar and 
didn't stop licking and sucking until there was nothing 
more left.

As the girls all stood up and helped their mother, now 
much calmer, stand, Laura said, ""hank you so much 
Pietro, I so needed that, and thank you three also, I 
owe you each a good pussy sucking when this is over. 
Now help me get dressed, I bet Stan has been ready for 
hours."

***

In the small room on the first floor, where Stan and 
his boys were dressing, the situation was quite similar 
to Laura's. 

"What is wrong with you dad?" Don said. "You need to 
get into your tuxedo. Amy has already helped all three 
of us finish dressing and you are still in your 
underwear."

"Just a few butterflies, I think," Stan said, "I know 
I'm doing the right thing, Laura is everything I every 
dreamed of, but I think some things may have to change 
drastically when we add four more people to our family 
at once."

"I think those Irving triplets are hot," Ron said, 
"it's a pity that they have to be our sisters; I'd love 
to screw each of them every night."

"And why can't you," John said, "I know I am."

"Boys," their father said annoyed, but at the same time 
a little excited at the thought of his triplet sons in 
bed with Laura's triplet daughters every night, "you 
can't be thinking that way!" 

"And why not dad," John asked, "you're dick seems to 
like the idea."

"Yeah," Ron added, "looks like he gives the idea of us 
fucking our new sisters a standing ovation."

Stan looked down at where his sons were looking and 
said, "Oh great, how am I supposed to walk down the 
aisle like this? Amy can you give me a hand, or better 
yet a mouth?"

Amy, who had finished with the last of the boys 
tuxedos, walked over to their father and without 
hesitating dropped to her knees and fished out Stan's 
semi-erect cock. She quickly opened her mouth and 
allowed Stan to insert his cock, which quickly grew to 
its full 9 inches, into it. As the boys, gathered 
around they all smiled, knowing how good Amy's blow 
jobs were; in the nine years she had worked with the 
Anderson family as their housekeeper she had sucked and 
fucked every one of them every possible way invented. 

As the boys all watched Amy deep throat their father, 
they all began to grow large lumps of their own in the 
fronts of their pants. By the time Stan's cock exploded 
in Amy's mouth, all the boys had had to fish their 
cocks out because the strain was too much. Their dicks 
were only seven inches in full erection, but that was 
considered big for 15 year olds still growing and 
developing. As Amy finished drinking all of Stan's cum, 
the boys formed a line to wait their turn.

"Boys, we don't have much time," Stan said as he got to 
his feet and began dressing.

"That's okay sir, I can handle it." Amy said dropping 
her skirt to reveal she had no panties on. "Just pick a 
hole boys, we'll do this all at once, but only cum in 
my mouth. I can't look like a drippy faucet at your 
dad's wedding."

As Don stood in front of Amy, sticking his dick 
straight up her pussy and pumping, Ron moved behind her 
and began doing the same to her ass. John in the 
meantime got a chair and placing it at her side stood 
on it and as she turned her head she was able to suck 
his cock straight into her mouth. As she allowed the 
other two to continue pumping her bottom holes she 
worked furiously to get John off first, and with her 
deep-throating skills, this was quickly accomplished. 

In no time at all, she was drinking all of the cum that 
John was shooting into her mouth. She continued to suck 
and swallow until he was completely clean, then sensing 
that Don was next to go she extracted his cock and 
bending down sucked it into her mouth just as it blew. 
As she began to drink all of Don's offering she felt 
Ron about to blow and tried to get him to slow down a 
little until she was finished with Don, however Ron 
couldn't control himself and he let himself go in her 
ass as she was still drinking what was left of Don's 
orgasm. 

Amy decided to just enjoy the feeling of warm hot cum 
flowing into both her ass and her mouth at the same 
time, she truly loved cum. When she was finished with 
Don, and had completely cleaned him off, she waited 
until she was sure Ron was finished to dislodge him 
then turning angrily said, "Ron, what did I say?"

"I'm sorry Amy," Ron said sheepishly, "it's just that 
your ass was so hot and tight that there was no way 
that I could stop, can you forgive me?"

"I'll forgive you as soon as you get on your knees and 
clean my ass completely young man!"

Ron smiled and said, "No problem there." He quickly got 
on his knees and began to tongue and lick Amy's butt, 
sucking all the cum he had just place there, not 
stopping until there was nothing else to drink.

After a few minutes Amy walked forward seeking to 
escape the torturous pleasure that Ron's mouth was 
sending through her body. "That's enough boy; leave 
some for later will you."

Everyone laughed at this and turning they noticed that 
their father was now completely dressed and ready to 
take the walk down the aisle.

*** 

As the wedding march began, Stan waited at the altar 
before the Minister that would perform the ceremony. He 
looked to his side at the best man. Harry looked like a 
nice guy, but strangely enough, he really didn't know 
the guy at all. His best man was actually his soon to 
be brother-in-law, Laura's only brother. She had begged 
Stan to let Harry be best man at their wedding, and he 
had agreed with one small condition, she had to let 
Susan (his only sister) be the maid of honor. Laura 
instantly agreeing that it was a fair deal accepted.

As Stan noticed people suddenly looking back, he turned 
to see the first couple of the wedding procession, the 
four year old son of Clark (his neighbor, best friend 
and first choice for best man) and a four year old girl 
he didn't personally know but understood to be a first 
cousin of Laura's. The ring bearer and the flower girl 
seemed to be a perfect couple themselves. 

The next three couples would be his and Laura's 
children, in his head Stan rolled over the phrase, "the 
Anderson kids" he had agreed, of his own accord, to 
adopt Laura's girls and give them his name. The girls 
had never known their true father: Some low life that 
had left Laura pregnant at the age of 15 and 
disappeared never to be seen or heard from again. He 
felt sorry for the girls, his boys had never known 
their mother either, but it wasn't because she had 
never loved them, or had abandoned them. 

Jena, his first true love (if you can call the love of 
a 15 year old true love) had died giving birth to the 
triplets, the doctors said that she was just too young 
to be giving life to so many at once, they said it was 
a miracle they could save all the boys. Letting his 
mind return to the current situation he saw the 
children begin to emerge. It had been agreed that they 
would be paired off in order of birth and would march 
in that order: Therefore, John and Hannah were the 
first couple, followed by Ron and Ana, with Don and 
Lana as the last couple. 

Behind them was his sister Susan, she sure looked 
beautiful in that gown. As he thought of her his cock 
gave a small twitch, though he hadn't seen her for 
almost nine years, memories of their times together 
still gave him some great orgasms. He smiled to himself 
as he thought that his boys would probably call him a 
hypocrite for being mad at their idea of screwing their 
new sisters. "If they knew the things my sister and I 
have done, they'd be shocked to death." 

Stan looked behind Susan and saw Laura beginning her 
march. If Susan looked beautiful, then there just was 
no word to describe what Laura looked like. He smiled 
as he remembered that it had only been a year ago that 
they had met in a chat room for single parents of 
multi-birth children. 

They had been surprised by how similar their life 
stories were, they had both been blessed at the age of 
fifteen with triplets and cursed to raise them alone 
(though he never really thought of it as a curse), all 
their children were now 15 themselves and they had both 
managed to succeed pretty well in life. Enough so that 
they both had an additional member in their household, 
a hired aid that had become more like an additional 
family member. They had agreed early that they would 
keep both Amy and Pietro, double the kids meant double 
the help needed.

Stan suddenly took a deep breath as he realized that 
Laura was now standing next to him, he took her hand 
and they turned to face the minister and their new 
lives together.


Chapter Two – Honeymoon Preparations
 

Both the wedding and the celebration had gone 
beautifully without any problem whatsoever. Now only 
one part of the wedding tradition was left and this was 
the one that had both Stan and Laura a little worried.

"Are you sure we shouldn't wait to have our honeymoon 
at a later time." Laura said nervously. "After the kids 
are more comfortable with the new house and with each 
other I mean?"

"Actually, I'm not sure," Stan said smiling, 
"unfortunately all our tickets and reservations are 
non-refundable." He laughed letting her know he was 
joking and then said in a more serious tone. "Actually 
honey, I think it might be better for the kids to get 
to know each other without us there, pressuring them to 
get along. Pietro and Amy will be with them, and it is 
only going to be for two weeks."

Looking around the master bedroom of their new house 
Laura said, "This house sure is beautiful."

"The beautiful thing about it is that it has a full 
bathroom on every floor." Stan said. "I hope the girls 
enjoy their room. I know the boys are crazy about 
theirs, they especially love the computer system and 
the plasma TV's."

"Oh, the girls love them too; they especially love how 
the whole house uses the same super fast network and 
how all their laptops and handhelds can connect to it."

"It is a Wireless network and pretty much everything is 
connected to it. We should be getting ready to leave; 
the cab will be here soon."

"There's still half-an-hour," Laura said slyly, 
"there's time."

"Time for what," Stan asked, sure that he already knew 
the answer.

"Well," Laura said, removing her clothes and lying 
naked on the bed. "Do you really want our first time as 
husband and wife to be away from our own beautiful 
bed?"

"Actually," Stan said dropping his own pants to reveal 
his fully erect cock, "I do need some relief before we 
travel."

As he finished stripping Stan dropped to his knees 
before Laura's wide open pussy and began feasting at 
her hole, he had fallen in love with her taste from the 
first second he had sampled it. He could stay glued to 
her crotch for the full two weeks of their honeymoon. 
As he continued to lick he got on the bed with her and 
without removing his tongue from her pussy he turned 
her over so that she was lying on top of him with his 
dick in her face, she quickly opened her mouth and let 
his full nine inches into her throat in one swallow.

***

In their room, the boys were watching the first 
official joining of Mr. and Mrs. Anderson: "Wow," Ron 
gasped, "did you see how she just took all of dad in at 
once? Not even Amy can do it that quickly."

"Our new mom sure has a beautiful pussy. Do you think 
she would let us suck and fuck her?" Don asked.

"Don't be silly," John said. "You shouldn't be thinking 
things like that; At least not until she gets back from 
her two weeks alone with Dad."

"The camera system we added throughout the house sure 
seems to be working great" Said Ron. "Why don't you 
check the girl's room and see what they're doing?"

John punched a key on his keyboard and the scene on the 
45 inch plasma TV (which had been connected to their 
computer) changed. They were now looking at the girls, 
but there was nothing going on except for unpacking as 
the girls settled into their new room. John punched 
another key and they were looking into Amy's room, it 
was however empty as both she and Pietro were attending 
to all last minute preparations for their parents' 
departure.

"Just go back to Mom and Dad," Ron said, Then added, "I 
like saying that, Mom it seems nice."

"Yeah, but not as nice a looking at that pussy of hers–
oh—looks like Dad is ready to fuck her now." As John 
said this, they watched Stan jump off the bed and walk 
around to where Laura's pussy was on the edge of the 
bed; he pulled her feet over her shoulders and began to 
ram his cock deep into her pink, juicy pussy. He 
decided to use a slow rhythm at first, teasing her a 
little and almost driving her crazy with despair and 
desire to be violently assaulted.

"Faster! Harder! Fuck me to death, Stan! Let me feel it 
now!"

Taking her cue Stan began to truly ram his cock in and 
out of her, like a pile driver, she gave a scream of 
contentment as he continued this violent fucking until 
she felt his cock grow even larger and explode deep in 
her pussy. She felt so blissful that she almost fainted 
as she felt the warm rush of cum in her pussy. When 
Stan finished cumming he climbed the bed and stuck his 
cock in Laura's mouth to be cleaned. She joyfully 
licked and sucked what was left of Stan's cum and 
leaving his cock completely clean said, "Now I need a 
little cleaning up."

Stan quickly dropped back on his knees in front of her 
mushy pussy and began to drink all the liquids found 
there. As Laura felt his tongue once more in her, and 
as he gently bit her swollen clit, she gave another 
little scream and had a final powerful orgasm that 
shook her entire body. Stan continued to drink up all 
of her sweet nectars and lick her completely clean 
until there was nothing left to clean."

"Wow," Ron said, "Did you see how much she just came. 
God I can't wait to taste her."

"What did I just say about that kind of thinking, Ron?"

"Yeah," Don said smiling, "like you're not thinking the 
same thing." 

Before John could say anything they heard a sound in 
the bathroom that connected their room and the girls. 
Quickly pressing a key they saw that one of the girls, 
they really didn't know which as they had not yet 
learned how to tell the exact triplets apart, was in 
the bathroom and was lowering her panties apparently 
preparing to pee. As she sat on the bowl and they saw 
her golden showers running, the boys watched as she 
cleaned herself off, taking care to zoom in on her 
pussy.

"That looks damn tasty." Don said.

"It looks just like Mom's." Ron said.

"Hey, what is she doing?" Don suddenly asked.

They watched as, having finished cleaning herself, 
their new sister remained sitting on the bowl with her 
hand in her pussy. Zooming in well, they were able to 
see that she had two fingers pumping in and out of her 
pussy and she was drawing slow circles around her clit 
with her thumb. She had a glazed look on her eyes as 
she continued this behavior until she suddenly arched 
her back and gasping, smiled and gave a content look. 
The boys saw as her cum gushed out of her pussy and she 
just sat there letting the rest flow freely.

"Wow, what a gusher," John said respectfully. "Guys I 
think we will definitely be able to have a little fun 
with our new sisters.

"Well with one at least." Ron said.

The boys suddenly heard a knock on the door and quickly 
turning off the plasma TV and computer monitor said, 
"Come in."

Amy stuck her head through the door and said, "Your 
parents are getting ready to leave and they want to see 
everyone downstairs before they go."

"We'll be right down Amy." John said getting up.

As they walked outside they noticed Pietro at the door 
of the girls' room, obviously delivering the same 
message. Soon everyone was gathered in the family room 
on the first floor; Stan and Laura giving their final 
instructions and good-byes. The boys were looking with 
great interest at the girls, trying to see if they 
could figure out which one had just been in the 
bathroom. Unfortunately they were all dressed exactly 
alike and they all looked just the same, and none of 
them looked like anything out of the ordinary had just 
happened.

As Stan looked at one of the girls and said, "Ana can 
you pass me those keys on the table next to you." The 
boys gave a look of shock.

Laura noticed their surprise and asked, "Is something 
wrong boys?"

John quickly calmed and said, "It's nothing mom, it's 
just, how can you tell them apart," then thinking 
better said, "I mean, I know how you could, but Dad?"

The girls giggled at this and they saw their dad smile.

"It's not a joke," Ron added a little annoyed, "I mean 
look at them, they are exactly the same."

"Some would say the same about you three," Ana said 
smiling.

"Stan," Laura said, "I think the kids are right, I 
think the last thing we do before we go and leave them 
to get to know each other should be to let them know 
how to tell each other apart."

"That would really help a lot," Don said.

Looking at the boys, their father said, "Well boys, 
your new sisters can be a little hard to tell apart, as 
they will never wear anything different, but if you 
look closely at their tops you'll see the secret to 
always knowing which is which.

They stared at their new sisters, taking maybe more 
time than they needed to study their breasts, 
everything looked exactly the same. Ron was the first 
to say, "Ohhh--" and after giving a smile he said, 
"That's Ana, that's Lana and that's Hannah." As he 
pointed each one out they gave a little bow.

"How can you tell Ron?" Don asked.

John suddenly gave a laugh and said, "oh yeah? I can't 
believe I never saw it!" He pointed to the side of the 
girls tops and said, "See Don, they are not as exactly 
the same as we thought, notice the letters on the side 
of the tops?"

Don took a closer look and noticed for the first time 
that though the tops looked exactly the same, each 
actually had a different letter, an "A" for Ana, an "L" 
for Lana and an "H" for Hannah. "Oh, well that's easy," 
Don said, "if you know to look for it."

"Every single top that your sisters own is engraved 
with a letter." Laura said, "So you will always know 
which one you are talking to."

"The first thing we do when we buy new clothes is sew a 
letter on it," Ana said. She then pulled out a chain 
she was wearing from under her top, adding "And if you 
ever run into us nude, we'll always have these." The 
boys quickly saw that it also had a letter "A".

"Now what about you three," Hannah said, "how do we 
tell you apart?"

"The difference in the boys is actually easier to 
spot," Stan said, "but a little harder to decipher. I 
color coded them." He said with a laugh.

The girls looked at the boys and saw everything exactly 
the same except for their belts and the stones in the 
necklaces around their necks. These, though also the 
same were of different colors.

"So who is blue, who is green and who is red," Ana 
asked.

"Well Ron is red of course," Stan said. "John is blue 
and Don is green, to remember the last two just 
remember that since Don is the youngest he is always 
green with envy."

The girls giggled at the look Don gave his father, but 
then they all had a good laugh as Stan and Laura hugged 
all the kids and stepped out as they heard their taxi 
honking.

***

Looking back from the door of the taxi at the kids that 
had followed them out for a final wave, Stan said, "Bye 
all; now be good, you have two weeks to really get to 
know each other."

"Don't worry Dad," John said, "I've a feeling we're 
going to get along just fine."

"Yeah Dad," Hannah said, trying out the word "Dad" for 
the first time, "you and mom just go and enjoy 
yourselves."

Giving them the final wave he climbed into the taxi and 
the kids watched as it rode away, leaving them for what 
promised to be an exciting two weeks for all.


Chapter Three - Wild Girls


As they went back in the house John asked the girls if 
they wanted to start getting acquainted.

"Not right now," Hannah said looking at her sisters, 
"it's been a long day, how about turning in early for 
once?"

As the other girls nodded their consent they all headed 
for the stairs to the second floor. The girls quickly 
entered their room as the boys continued to theirs.

Once in their room Ana nearly ripped her clothes off 
saying, "I swear I'm going to put up a sign saying 'NO 
CLOTHES ALLOWED' it feels so weird!"

"I know what you mean," Hannah said, also dropping her 
clothes and stretching in the nude.

As Lana followed suit, laying down nude on the king 
size bed she asked, "I like it that they only put in 
one bed for all of us instead small separate beds."

"This bed is great for our favorite hobby," Ana said. 
"Do you think it was Mom's idea?"

"I don't think so," Hannah answered, "this whole house 
was a surprise wedding present from Dad." Giving a 
small smile she said, "Dad… I like that."

"Yeah, it is so cool to be able to finally say it." 
Then Lana added. "And I think I'm going to like being 
able to say 'my brothers' also." As she said this she 
started pumping her fingers in her wide open pussy.

"I know what you're thinking about as you say that," 
Ana said slyly.

"Do you think they are big? I mean I know they are 
probably not Pietro sized but—well you know what I 
mean!"

"Yes Lana," Hannah said dropping on her knees in front 
of Lana's open pussy, "we know." She then inserted her 
tongue as Lana removed her fingers to make space in her 
wet hole. Ana quickly lay on the floor under Hannah so 
that her face was right under Hannah's sweet and juicy 
pussy. As Ana began to eat her sister she began pumping 
her own pussy, inserted as many as four fingers at a 
time and pinching and rubbing her clit.

"So they're turning in early—ehhh." John commented as 
he watched the girls on the big screen.

"I'd like to do some turning in that!" exclaimed Ron as 
he watched Ana's hand working furiously in her pussy. 
"Look at them go, why aren't we in there with them?"

"Ron, we can't just walk in on them and say, 'would you 
like to have sex with us', we need to get to know them 
better, and give them a chance to know us."

"I think that's just wasting valuable fucking time." 
Ron said to John.

"For once I'm on Ron's side." Don said. "John, what 
better way for us to get to know each other than having 
sex together?"

"Look at them John," Ron implored, "do you really think 
they would turn us down.

"What I'm seeing is that they love to get each other 
off. They obviously love pussy, but we can't just 
assume that they love all sex. Even if we ask them 
nicely if they want to get in bed with us, and they 
find it insulting, it could not only ruin any future 
chance we have with them, it could put a strain on 
Dad's marriage, and do you really want to do that after 
just one day?"

"Why do you have to be so smart?" Ron complained

"Because I'm the oldest," John answered.

"Yeah," Ron giggled, "by 5 minutes. Hey—"he added, what 
are they doing now?"

Unaware of the show they were putting on for the boys, 
both Hannah and Ana got up from the floor and went over 
to a drawer. They had their backs to the camera so the 
boys couldn't make out what they were doing, but when 
they turned around they were both wearing extra thick, 
12 inch strap-on dildos.

***

"Oh my God," Don said when he realized what he was 
seeing, "look at the size of those things."

"There's no way that they are thinking of—" Ron left 
his sentence unfinished as he saw Hannah lay on her 
back in the bed, the fake penis pointing straight up. 
Lana, who had remained on her back, turned and 
straddled her sister, guiding the head of the dildo to 
her hole with a hand between her legs.

"There is no way that can fit." Don said as he watched 
Lana slowly lowering herself on the dildo, inch by inch 
disappearing into her pink pussy.

After a few minutes Lana was lying directly on top of 
Hannah, their breasts touching and their tongues 
dancing in each others mouths.

"I don't believe it." Ron said with awed respect, but 
then added in a shocked voice, "No way!"

As they looked on the boys saw as Ana came up behind 
Lana and, after tonguing Lana's ass hole for several 
minutes, placed the head of her dildo at Lana's 
rosebud. She applied some force but Lana's asshole was 
resisting. Hannah pumped Lana's pussy a few times and 
Lana's ass relaxed enough for Ana to get the head of 
her dildo in Lana's little hole. Once she accomplished 
this she slowly inched forward, letting more and more 
of the dildo in Lana's ass; finally resting only when 
her pubic hairs rubbed against Lana's ass cheeks.

The boys watched the look of absolute bliss on Lana's 
face as she found herself totally stuffed from both 
ends. Then they watched as both Ana and Hannah began to 
pump in unison and Lana seemed to find herself in a 
disembodied heaven as the sensations flowed through 
both her pussy and her ass. This scene proved too much 
for Ron and Don and they quickly stripped, their full 
sized cocks extended before them. 

They fell on the bed in a sixty-nine and as John 
continued to watch his new sisters in action, he soon 
got up and went over to where Ron's ass was pointing at 
him from the end of the bed as he lay on top of Don, 
their dicks pumping in each others mouths. In minutes 
John had stripped also and was pumping his dick in 
Ron's asshole.

Soon the images of their sisters were forgotten as they 
lost themselves in their own lustful feelings and 
joyous sensations.

In the meantime, in the girls' room Lana continued to 
be pumped from both ends, the moans coming from all the 
girls and the sloshing of the dildos in the two holes 
was all to be heard. The ripe smell of their excitement 
was intoxicating as Lana approached a body shaking 
orgasm that made her scream she arched her back and was 
completely overcome laying almost lifeless between her 
two sisters.

After pumping a few more times Ana said, "I think we 
better stop a while, Hannah."

"Yeah, Sis," Hannah agreed with a smile, "I think we 
may have actually killed our sister with joy."

"Yeah, but I'm the next to die." As Ana said this she 
slowly extracted the dildos from Lana's ass, bending 
down to suck the liquids flowing from her sister's 
rear. After a few minutes, Ana stood up again and 
helped Lana to slowly stand and extract the dildo still 
in her pussy; once it was completely out, Lana weakly 
lay down on her back, her vagina flowing fluids like 
the Niagara. Ana bent down and sucked on it, and sucked 
on it, and sucked on it until there was nothing left to 
drink. When Ana was finished she removed her strap-on 
and mounted Hannah, taking over Lana's newly vacated 
position.

As Lana watched Ana begin to ride the giant dildo, she 
decided that she needed a break in the restroom. She 
walked over to it still lost in ecstasy from the super-
fucking her sisters had just given her. As she peed in 
the bowl, she actually had another body shaking orgasm, 
triggered by the mere sensation of the golden fluids 
flowing through her pee hole. 

She wanted to re-enter her room quietly without 
disturbing her sisters, she planned to sneak up on Ana 
and stick her tongue right up her ass, however, she was 
so dazed by this last orgasm that when she silently 
opened the door, her mouth dropped open in a silent 
scream as she realized she had headed in the wrong 
direction. 

She found herself staring at her new brothers, in 
almost the same situation she had just found herself 
with her sisters. Two of them were laying in a sixty-
nine in erotic heaven pumping the cum from each others 
dicks (and what nice large dicks they were) while the 
third was pumping his seed into the ass of one of the 
others, his back to her.

"Yeah," she heard this one say, "I'm cumming fast Ron, 
though I would rather be cumming in them right now!"

Lana noticed that the one who had spoken turned his 
head to the side and looked at something on the wall as 
he said this. Following his gaze Lana gave another 
gasp, this one almost audible, if not for the moaning 
of her brothers as they came. She slowly and quietly 
backed out of the room and tried to think of the best 
thing to do.

After a few minutes Lana simply walked back into her 
own room and walking over to her sisters stuck her 
tongue in Ana's ass and licked and sucked like she was 
possessed. She bought her hand between her sisters' 
cunts and finding each of their clits pulled and 
pinched, driving them both crazy until they could not 
take it anymore and they were both cumming buckets. 

As they started to come down from their sensual high, 
Lana stuck her tongue deep in Ana's pussy drinking her 
flowing fluids as she dismounted her sister. As Ana was 
completely cleaned and Hannah removed her dildo, Lana 
dove into Hannah's cunt drinking up all her fluids as 
well. Without another word Lana walked over to the wall 
and turned off the light, returning to slip into bed 
with her sisters. 

Only when she sure that it was too dark to be seen did 
she open her mouth and say, "we're being watched."

"What?" Hannah nearly shouted.

"Watched," Ana repeated. "What do you mean watched?"

Lana slowly began to explain everything she had just 
seen in the boys' room, getting wet again between her 
knees as she gave a very descriptive account of their 
actions and their cocks.

"So when you looked toward the plasma TV you saw us?" 
Hannah said unbelievingly.

"Do you think they can hear us," Ana asked.

"No," Hannah said, "it's obviously just a computer 
camera, probably sends its signals through the same 
wireless network that controls most of the house."

"So he said he wanted to be cumming in us," Ana asked. 
"So why are we in here and not in there?"

"No!" Lana said angrily.

"Actually if they are as horny as we are, it could be 
very satisfying." Hannah said.

"Yeah Lana," Ana said, "I mean does it really bother 
you that we are being watched. Actually it makes me 
feel even extra hornier knowing they can see us."

"Being watched doesn't bother me," Lana said, "being 
spied on does!"

"There's a difference?" Hannah asked.

"Hell yeah," Lana said angrily, "they're free to watch 
us all they want if they ask first and also provide us 
with a way to watch them, but being watched against our 
knowledge is wrong. They want to cum in us, fine, 
they'll get their chance, and many more I'm sure, but 
first, they need a little lesson taught them."

"What are you thinking of doing," Ana asked.

"I'm not sure yet, but while they are out tomorrow 
morning we'll be studying this little surveillance 
system of theirs. Let's sleep on it."

The boys watched as their new sisters turned off the 
lights and fell asleep.

"Man that was some show." Ron said. "Do you think it 
will be like that every night?"

"I don't know," John said, "but our new sisters are 
definitely a trio of wild girls."


Chapter Four – Honeymoon Blues


Stan and Laura had agreed that for their honeymoon they 
wanted nothing better than to be isolated from the real 
world and fuck like crazy until time arrived for them 
to return. One week after the honeymoon was over, new 
responsibilities would come for all of them. Stan was 
starting a new job as head accountant of a multi-
billion dollar corporation, Laura would begin her life 
as a housewife and mother of six, and the kids would 
all be starting as freshmen in the local private high 
school. 

On returning, Stan and Laura planned to dedicate the 
entire remaining week of freedom to the new Anderson 
Family and to making certain everyone was comfortable 
with each other. These first two weeks of their 
matrimony, however, there was to be no family, no co-
workers, no schools, there was to be only each other.

That had been the plan, anyway, but unfortunately, they 
couldn't really find anywhere to go that fit these 
requirements of isolation. In the end, they decided to 
rent a luxury yacht and sail to the middle of the 
Caribbean Ocean. Unfortunately, since neither of them 
knew how to sail, and since they figured that once in a 
while they might have to leave their cabin to eat, they 
opted to allow one other couple to exist for these 
first two weeks.

That couple was Henry and Josephine Carter, owners of 
the yacht. They would act as the total crew while 
trying to be as invisible as possible.

As their taxi arrived at the docks, Henry and Josephine 
were waiting to greet the Andersons. Stepping out of 
the cab Stan held the door open for Laura. Their 
driver, in the meantime, went to pull their bags out of 
the trunk. 

Stan turned to Henry and holding out his hand said, 
"Permission to come aboard, Sir."

Henry smiled, instantly liking the young couple (though 
not much younger than he and his wife) and replied, 
"Permission granted. You can go right aboard. I'll 
handle your bags. You'll be staying in cabin 1."

Stan gave him a quick nod and picking Laura up, carried 
her aboard, following Josephine to his cabin.

Once inside the cabin Stan laid Laura on the huge bed 
he found there and started to take off her clothes.

"You know," Laura said smiling, "I can undress myself."

"Not tonight, tonight you can't do anything except 
enjoy yourself." As he said this, he began to strip 
himself, having finished with Laura. Stan jumped on the 
bed and straddling Laura's chest presented his thick 
dick to her mouth.

"Oh, goody," Laura said, joyously, "A cocktail, 
already." And with that said, she sucked Stan's cock 
entirely down her throat.

Stan pulled out a little and then back in, working up a 
rhythm as he fucked her face. Laura used her tongue, 
teeth, throat and every other part of her mouth as she 
pleasured Stan. With her expert ministrations, Stan was 
moaning and groaning in no time, and quickly his cock 
grew in Laura's mouth as it exploded, presenting Laura 
with mouthful after mouthful of his precious love 
offering.

As she gulped and swallowed all of his cum, cleaning 
Stan's cock completely, Laura gave Stan a glassy-eyed 
look that simply screamed, "Your turn to drink!"

Stan began to move down Laura's body, stopping to suck 
the nipples of first one, then the other, of Laura's 
perfect boobs. When Stan continued his journey down 
Laura's body, he made no more stops until his tongue 
was deep in her very wet love box. As he licked and 
sucked at her pussy, he stuck first one, then two and 
finally three fingers in her hole and he began to pump 
them in and out. 

At the same time, he locked his lips around her swollen 
clit as he tickled it with his tongue. Laura was 
writhing and moaning loudly, then, she screamed as she 
felt Stan, lightly, bite her clit. Her eyes glazed and 
her back arched and Stan glued his mouth to Laura's 
pussy as her sweet nectars began to flow.

Stan continued slurping and drinking at her hole until 
the well ran dry; he then looked up at her, his face 
coated with her juices and said, "God I love the taste 
of your pussy juice!"

"And I love your cum," Laura said bending toward his 
mouth so she could kiss him, making sure to get a good 
taste of herself. After all, Laura's own pussy would be 
the only one to taste for two weeks. As she thought 
that, she said, "I hope the kids are getting along as 
well as we are."

"Knowing my boys, they're probably doing much more." 
Then, catching himself, Stan added, "More than just 
trying to get along I mean; I mean they're probably 
trying to be true brothers." He finished with a nervous 
smile and tried to hide it by locking lips with Laura 
again and pushing his tongue into her mouth; getting 
his tongue to dance merrily with hers.

Laura was glad for the interruption in conversation, as 
she had almost said, "knowing my girls, probably more 
than you can imagine."

Laura closed her eyes as the one black thought that 
dampened her mind returned in full force. "How do I 
tell my new husband that my 15 year old girls are not 
only sexually active, but that I very much enjoy 
joining them, and that in no way do I want to change 
the special connection we have."

Laura looked a little blue as once more she told 
herself, "He'll just never understand." 

Stan felt a wall of coldness go up between him and 
Laura. It was the same wall that always went up when 
the subject of the kids was mentioned. Good hot sex 
could usually break the wall down for a while, but they 
couldn't have non-stop sex for the rest of their lives; 
it would be nice to try, but he knew in the real world 
it just couldn't be. 

As usual, he attributed the wall solely to his secret 
about the boys' sex drive, as well as his involvement 
with Amy, who he loved, not as a servant, but as a 
younger sister (he'd certainly done as much with her as 
with his true sister). But, how was he to make his new 
bride understand these kinds of things? "Shell probably 
pack up her girls and get out of our lives forever if 
she finds out," he thought finally, hiding a frown.

"Is it me, or do they not look as blissful as they did 
a moment ago?" Josephine asked.

Henry took a moment to study the screen before them, 
from behind his wife, where he was stuffing his cock in 
her fiery red-headed pussy. "Ummm," he said, "they do 
seem to have cooled off a bit. That doesn't mean we hat 
to, though."

"I like his cock, I hope I can get him to fuck me," 
Josephine said dreamily.

"Honey, you can get anyone and anything with a cock to 
fuck you."

"True, but tell me you wouldn't like to be stuffing 
your cock in that tight little love hole of hers right 
now, rather than in me."

Henry studied the screen for another minute, using a 
remote control to zoom in on Laura's blond pussy. "I 
have to admit it does look tasty," he said.

"Well, let's see what happens in a few days," Josephine 
said as she dislodged Henry's cock from her pussy; she 
turned around and bending down sucked it into her 
mouth. Josephine then sucked on Henry until he had cum, 
and cleaning him up said, "You should take advantage of 
their break to announce our departure plans and request 
their presence for a talk about life on board. The 
galley is a good place to have it; we can have a snack 
at the same time."

"Yeah," Henry said, "that's a good idea." Not taking 
his eyes off of Laura's pussy on the screen he added, 
"I'll do that right now."

Stan was about to drill his cock into Laura's pussy 
when an announcement came over the intercom system; 
"We'll be preparing to set sail in around 25 to 30 
minutes," it said, "please join us in the galley for an 
important, yet quick, briefing."

Both Stan and Laura actually welcomed the chance at a 
break from the awkward silence that had suddenly taken 
over the cabin.

"Good," they actually both thought at the same time, 
"now maybe we can come back later and continue with no 
thoughts of the kids."

They got off the bed and opening the cabin door, found 
Josephine waiting for them outside. "I'll lead you to 
the galley," she said, "We can talk there and have a 
quick snack at the same time. After my husband gives 
you a very boring lecture on maritime law in 
international waters, as well as some safety tips and 
emergency evacuation information, I'll take a minute to 
show you where everything is on board."

"A tour," Laura questioned smiling, wondering how hard 
it could be to find anything on a boat.

"Something like that," Josephine answered, also smiling 
as she remembered Laura's beautiful cunt, fully open 
and gushing juice. "You'd be surprised how hard it is 
to find the bathroom when every single cabin door looks 
exactly alike."

"Actually," Stan said, "both my wife and I are very 
experienced at telling apart things that look exactly 
alike." Stan said this jokingly, thinking of the kids, 
but then suddenly became silent again, and, looking 
serious thought, "I've got to try and get the kids out 
of my mind! I wonder what they're doing right now."


Chapter Five – Amy's Self-Serving Talents
 

The next morning, the boys mentioned to the girls at 
breakfast that they were planning to spend the day at 
the beach and that they were welcome to join them if 
they wished.

By the lustful look in the boys' eyes, the girls knew 
that they had enjoyed the early morning show they had 
put on for them. A show that started with mutual 
masturbation, then pussy sucking and finished with 
Hannah's pussy being stuffed by Ana's dildo as she bent 
over the bed, directly in front of the camera. Lana had 
then stuffed her dildo up Ana's ass as Ana fucked 
Hannah. All the girls had cum at least two times before 
going in to shower together and get cleaned up. The 
knowledge that they were being watched truly fueling 
their super-horny attitude.

"Thanks for asking," Lana said, actually sincerely 
grateful, "but we were sort of planning on getting to 
know the house a little better, today. You three have 
been here for two weeks now, but we only arrived last 
night."

"Not to mention," Ana added, "that we're no where near 
finished unpacking."

John looked a little disappointed but said cheerfully, 
"Yeah, I guess that's true, we do have a bit of a head 
start on you. As soon as you're completely settled in, 
though, we expect you to spend at least one full day 
with us on the beach."

"Don't worry," Ana said, "soon we'll be in your lives 
so much you'll be sorry our parents ever got together."

"No way", Don said, a little too quickly, then added 
with a straight face, "I mean, I'm sure we'll be sorry 
about that, Dad's so happy with Mom… you're Mom I 
mean."

"She's your mom now too; you can call her 'Mom', it 
doesn't bother us. We're not going to ask permission to 
call Dad, 'Dad'."

"You don't have to Lana," John said, realizing that he 
truly liked his new sisters, and not simply because 
they were such hot, sex-crazed whores.

*** 

When the boys left, the girls found themselves in the 
kitchen alone, for the first time, with Amy. None of 
the girls had really had any opportunity to really 
study Amy, so they took some time now to really look 
her over.

Amy was incredibly thin, but thin really worked for 
her, because, as the girls noticed, Amy was a knock-
out. She had started working for Stan at the age of 15, 
when she first ran away from the abusive foster parents 
she was living with. Amy had been left an orphan very 
young, and had been in the system for years.

The girls kept staring at Amy as she worked to clean up 
the dishes; they noted that her long red hair really 
seemed to flow. Amy had noticed the girls' stares and, 
smiling on the inside, thought, "Why don't I give them 
something worth looking at?"

With that thought, Amy began to wipe the dish she was 
currently cleaning dry, and as she moved to place it on 
the sinks counter, elbowed a plastic bowl already on 
there. The bowl, which was full of some leftover food 
for the garbage disposal, banged to the ground, 
spilling all the contents on the floor.

The sound startled the girls, who were currently 
staring at Amy's nicely shaped boobs, back into 
reality.

"Oh," Hannah said, "let me help you with that."

"Don't worry little mistress, it was going to the 
garbage anyway."

Grabbing a mini-broom and garbage scoop, Amy bent down 
right in front of the girls saying, "It'll only take a 
minute."

"Oh—," Lana exclaimed loudly pointing out Amy's rear. 
Then catching herself quickly said, "I mean, oh, that's 
good."

 Hannah and Ana hadn't needed Lana to point out what 
had startled her, because as soon as Amy had bent down, 
they had seen it too. Strangely enough, they had not 
noticed before how short Amy's skirt was, but now they 
couldn't miss it. As she bent down, Amy's skirt lifted 
well above her ass cheeks, and since she wasn't wearing 
any panties, the girls were treated to a front row view 
of one of the most adoring pussies they'd ever seen.

Ana, especially, seemed mesmerized by Amy's cunt, she 
couldn't immediately put her finger on it, but she 
thought at first that something looked strange, then 
realizing what it was she gasped out loud, "No hair!"

Lana and Hannah both stepped on her feet as, from her 
bent down position Amy asked, "Sorry, did you say 
something?" Amy was actually laughing on the inside as 
she spread her legs (apparently to get closer to the 
floor) and her pussy totally opened up letting the 
girls see straight into the pink interior of her cunt, 
which was obviously leaking juice.

Trying to fix her mistake Ana said quickly, "I said 'no 
hair'-ry, no hurry at all. You can take all the time 
you need to clean it up."

And take her time she did, Amy slowly swept the garbage 
onto the scoop, and when she finally had it all, seemed 
to rise in slow motion. She turned to see the girls 
looking at her in awe.

"Is everything all right?" she asked.

"Alright," Lana questioned puzzled, then said, "oh yes, 
it is definitely alright!"

"Yeah," Ana added, "it's the most beautiful thing I've 
ever seen—the clean floor I mean."

"Why don't we go upstairs," Ana suggested, "We still 
need to finish that unpacking."

"Yeah," Hannah agreed, "let's get upstairs now!"

"Definitely," Lana chimed in as she turned toward the 
stairs and lead the way.

***

Once upstairs, the sisters once more stripped and 
instantly formed a daisy chain of tongues in cunts. The 
sight of Amy had so excited them that it wasn't long 
before all three were cumming like crazy.

When they came up for air from each others pussies, Ana 
said, "God, I needed that!"

"Did you guys see how smooth and soft her pussy looked 
without any hair?" Lana asked. "I'd like to look like 
that."

"She must shave regularly." Hannah said, and then 
added, "I haven't sucked a hairless pussy in four 
years."

"Do you think we'll get a chance to sample Amy?" Ana 
asked hopefully.

"We definitely have to try," Lana said, "but first 
things first, and the first thing we have to do is find 
that camera and start planning our revenge."

Both Hanna and Ana looked worriedly at Lana and Ana 
asked, "We're not going to do anything to hurt them or 
make them real mad are we?"

"Yeah, Lana" Hannah said holding her head down as if 
scared to look Lana in the eye, "I really like them, I 
don't want them forever upset with us."

"I promise we won't do anything to damage our 
relationship with them before it's even begun. We're 
just going to give them a taste of their own medicine 
and show them that we're not brainless. I guarantee 
that when it is all over we will all be a lot closer."

"I hope you're right," Ana said. "So where do we 
start?"

"Well," Lana said, "First we find that camera, and 
since this will require a lot of computer know how, 
Hannah will be in charge."

"There," Hannah said after just a minute of studying 
the wall and ceiling in front of their bed. "The air 
vent on the ceiling. I can just make out something 
sticking out of it."

***

After fishing out the camera, Hannah, the true 
electronic and computer genius of the trio made notes 
such as the make, the type, and the serial number. She 
then simply returned the camera to the vent exactly as 
it was.

"Now we need to find some information about the program 
running the camera." Hannah said.

"And where do we get that info?" Lana asked.

"Just follow me." Hannah said, leading the way to the 
bathroom and straight through to the boys' room.

"Hannah," she we be barging into their room like this?" 
Ana asked nervously.

"Just trust me will you, this is my department. Look, 
there's their computer."

"Wow," Ana said as she looked around, "except for the 
arrangement of the furniture, this is an exact copy of 
our room, absolutely everything the same."

"Dad probably felt that the best way to show we all 
meant the same was to start us all off exactly even." 
Hannah said this as she sat the computer desk, there 
she made note of the extra wire connecting the computer 
to the Plasma TV. "See that wire," she pointed out, 
"that's how they use the big screen to watch us."

Hannah then proceeded to turn on the computer, "if I'm 
right, they've probably been too busy setting up this 
surveillance system for all their uses to have even 
considered individual accounts and password 
protection." As the computer booted she added, "This 
will be even easier than I thought, it was in 
hibernation rather than off."

"Why does that make it easier?" Lana asked.

"Well, see for yourself, the last program they were 
using is still open, and as I thought, it's the 
surveillance program." Hannah clicked on a minimized 
window and as it filled the screen, they saw their 
empty bedroom.

"What's that list on the bottom?" Lana asked curiously, 
noting the words across the bottom of the screen.

"Ana," Hannah said, "read them to me while I write."

As Ana begin to read she said, "It says: '1-Girls, 2-
Bath1, 3-Parents, 4-Bath2, 5-Amy, 6-Pietro, 7-Bath3, 8-
Family, and 9-Game."

"So what does it mean?" Lana asked again.

"I've got an idea," Hannah said pressing the 'F5' key 
on the top of the keyboard.

"Hey, look," Lana said, "it's Amy. I guess she finished 
cleaning up. Is that her room? Look at all those dildos 
and sex toys hanging on the wall. It's like a freaking 
sex shop."

"I think she is definitely our kind of girl." Ana said 
smiling.

"She's taking her clothes off," Lana said excitedly. 
"Hannah, can you put it on the big screen?"

"Just turn on the Plasma TV, it's probably already on 
the right channel."

Ana spotted the remote control on the bed and switching 
it on saw that Hannah was indeed correct. They watched 
as Amy stretched for several minutes including a few 
back to front and left to right splits that left her 
pussy completely open.

"Is there any way to zoom in on her twat?" Lana asked 
sticking a finger in her own naked pussy and pumping as 
she watched Amy.

Hannah hit several keys with no results, and then 
hitting one of the arrow keys noticed a shift in the 
camera's view. Playing around with the rest of the 
arrow keys, she found that she could center anything 
she wanted to focus on in the room. She focused on Amy 
then tried a few more keys without result, finally she 
hit the '+' key on the number pad and received the 
desired result of zooming in a bit on Amy. She hit the 
key several times more, using the arrow keys to 
continuously focus on her goal, and soon they were 
treated to a full screen view of only Amy's open pussy.

"Wow," Lana said, "this is so cool!"
Hannah kept the camera focused on Amy's pussy until she 
moved. Hannah then used the '-' key to zoom out and 
watch Amy's next move.

"Look's like she's going to bed." Lana said.

"No, wait," Ana said, as Amy turned to the wall and 
grabbed something. "Is that an anal vibrator?"

"Looks like it," Hannah affirmed as Amy climbed into 
the bed on her back and raised her legs. As she did so, 
she spread them open and the girls once more had an 
incredible shot of her open pussy. Hannah once more 
zoomed in on it, but almost instantly, shifted the 
focus to her ass, where, Amy's fingers were busy, 
spreading her rosebud as the other hand worked to 
quickly and fully insert the vibrator.

"That must feel so good." Lana said as sweat started to 
drip down her face, three fingers now pumping in her 
pussy as her thumb busily rubbed her swollen clit.

"What's she doing?" Ana said suddenly.

Hannah zoomed out to a full picture of Amy and Lana 
screamed, "NO WAY!"

They watched as, with the anal vibrator securely 
inserted in her butt, Amy brought her legs over her 
head; raising her arms, she grabbed the inside of her 
knees and pulled herself down until her pussy was right 
over her mouth. They saw her tongue sliding back and 
forth and Ana said, "Is she—is she—" she, however, 
could not get the words out, so mystified was she.

Hannah focused on Amy's head and as she zoomed in Lana 
finally said, "She's eating herself. That's 
incredible!"

They continued to watch as Amy serviced herself in this 
contorted position until it was obvious she was near 
cumming; suddenly, Amy released her knees, pulled the 
vibrator from her ass and lay straight on her bed 
holding the vibrator to her clit in one quick movement.

Focusing and zooming in on her pussy Hannah said, "Wow, 
Ana, look, you have competition for the 'greatest 
gusher' award."

At that Lana gave a small scream and almost fainted as 
she started to cum as well. Ana helped her to the boys' 
bed and instantly dove between her legs, drinking up 
all the juices that were flowing. When she finally came 
down from her bliss, she found Hannah viewing some 
figures and phrases on the screen.

"What are you doing now?" Lana asked.

"I'm getting the properties of the network the cameras 
are hooked up to. Things like frequency, IP and Network 
address; a lot of stuff you don't want me to try to 
explain to you. In short, I'm getting the information 
we need to work these cameras from our own computer."

"You mean we can watch this kind of stuff daily from 
our own room?" Lana said excitedly, getting off the 
bed.

"We can after I get a few things, starting," Hannah 
said holding up a disk she had found among the CD-ROMs, 
"with this."

"What's that?" Ana asked puzzled.

"It's the program that controls the surveillance 
system." Grabbing a blank CD-R disk from among a pack 
on the desk, Hannah quickly programmed the computer to 
make and exact copy of the surveillance system disk. 
Then, grabbing all her notes, the copy of the disk and 
returning everything to its original state (including 
the system focused on their room and minimized and the 
computer in hibernation) she said, "We're finished here 
for now, let's get back to our room. Lana, make sure 
the bed is exactly the way we found it, and don't 
forget to put the remote control for the TV back on it.

***

Once back in their room, Hannah quickly sat at the 
computer desk and powered up the system. When it 
finished booting, she inserted the CD-R in the drive 
and installed the surveillance system controls. She 
then went on to use the properties she had copied to 
set up a link to the network of cameras, fine-tuning it 
a bit so as to run independent of the boys' computer.

"That way we can be seeing one thing, while they watch 
something else," she explained. "I also added a 
safeguard so we are never in control of the camera if 
the boys' system and ours are focused on the same scene 
at once."

"Why would you do that?" Ana asked, "I'd like to 
control what we're watching."

"The boys' would probably get suspicious if we started 
zooming in or focusing on scenes while they were 
watching. I'm sure they would know what's best to focus 
in on."

After all was installed, they tested the system and 
Lana said, "Hey, smile, you're on candid camera." And 
indeed they could see themselves leaning over the 
computer desk.

"Good," Hannah said, "they can't see what's on the 
monitor, and since our Plasma TV is against the same 
wall as the camera, they won't be able to see that 
either."

After testing the system a little more, and locating 
all the cameras, they found that the 'F1' to 'F9' keys 
controlled the 9 cameras listed at the bottom of the 
screen. These were, in order: their room, their 
bathroom, their parent's room, their parent's bathroom, 
Amy's room, Pietro's room, the bathroom used by the two 
servants, the family room and the game room.

"Now we just need to go shopping for two things and 
we've pretty much finished." Hannah said.

"Shopping," Ana said, "Shopping for what?"

"A tenth camera and a wire to connect our Plasma TV to 
our computer," Hannah answered. "Get dressed, the mall 
is just three blocks away, there should be an 
electronics or computer store there."


Chapter Six – Beach Party


Meanwhile, at the beach, the boys had spent the first 
two hours enjoying the water and soaking up some sun. 
There were few other people on the beach at this time, 
and they didn't really know anyone in the neighborhood 
yet anyway.

"Man, I'm sleepy, I don't know why laying in the sun 
tires a person out so much."

"I don't think that's what has you so tired, Don," John 
said, "I think going to sleep so late, watching Amy and 
the girls, and getting up early to watch them some more 
does that."

"Yeah," Ron agreed, "I know what you mean. I really 
don't know if I slept much at all, I was so excited. 
Maybe we should go home and lay down."

"We can just take a nap right here," John asked. "Why 
do you think I brought the tent for? Help me put it up 
and we can get some sleep here and later go back in the 
water a while. We still need to try and meet some kids 
our own age, and I think we have a better chance of 
doing that here than in our own beds."

"But we can eventually take them to our own beds, 
right?" Don asked, grinning mischievously at John.

"Eventually," John said smiling back, "now help me with 
the tent."

The other two agreed with the plan and got to work 
pitching their tent. It was a rather large tent, in 
fact, up to five people could comfortably lay in it at 
one time, and it stood 7 feet tall so standing in it 
was also an easy task. Despite its size, however, the 
boys had it up in no time, having several years of 
family camping trip experience with it. When they had 
finished, however, they were even more tired and simply 
zipped up the front and lay on the floor, instantly 
falling asleep.

***

Around an hour and a half later, John awoke to the 
sounds of much music, screaming, running and murmuring. 
He thought it must be near or just past noon as, even 
through the tents heavy material, he could feel the 
suns rays directly above him. Looking over at his 
brothers and seeing them still fast asleep he thought, 
as he had many times before, "these two could sleep 
through the bombing of Pearl Harbor."

Getting up and walking to the door, he quickly unzipped 
the front entrance and stepped out. He noticed 
immediately that the beach was no longer semi-deserted; 
in fact, it was hard to see a spot that wasn't 
inundated with people. He looked around and, though 
there were people of all ages, it was obvious that most 
were kids between 8 and 15.

"Cool tent." He heard someone say behind him.

Turning, John saw a group of around 8 kids with a 
soccer ball. The group consisted of 5 girls and 3 boys, 
and John did not miss noticing that some of the girls 
were studying him with great interest, but he could 
tell that they were junior high school kids.

"Hi," John said, "wow, what's going on, this beach was 
almost deserted an hour ago."

"We're having a party," one of the girls said.

"You're not from around here, are you?" It was one of 
the boys that had spoken, he sounded somewhat rude, but 
probably not intentionally.

"JASON!" the girl who had been speaking exhorted, and 
then turning back to John said, "what my brother means 
is that all kids in the area know that this the weekend 
of the annual 'end-of-summer' beach extravaganza. 
Students from all the local schools will be gathering 
here for the next two days and nights."

"Really," John said, sounding somewhat excited and 
thinking of the perfect opportunity this gave him and 
his brothers, and his new sisters as well, of meeting 
kids their age. "Well thanks for letting me know, my 
family just moved into the neighborhood two weeks ago, 
and we can really take advantage of this party to meet 
some people."

"Well, I hope you enjoy yourself, my name is Katrina by 
the way, and this is my brother Jason."

"I'm sorry if I sounded rude before," Jason said 
sticking out his hand. "Maybe I can make it up by 
giving you a tip, our sister Debbie, she's in charge of 
the entertainment this year, is on the other side of 
the beach; she's starting High School this year. Most 
kids her age can be found on that side."

John noticed that the girls that had been studying him, 
and even Katrina, all threw Jason a dirty look. John 
took Jason's hand and smiling at him said, "Well that 
certainly is a good tip, thanks a lot. By the way, my 
name is John." Bowing at all of them he turned and went 
back to the tent to get his brothers.

As John zipped up the front again after stepping in, he 
turned and saw Ron and Don were both finally showing 
signs of life.

"What's all the noise outside?" Ron asked as he tried 
to adjust his eyes and stared at John.

"Yeah," Don said, stretching, as he fought to 
completely wake up. "I thought this was supposed to be 
a peaceful spot."

"Looks like it won't be so peaceful for the next two 
days, and apparently we're on the wrong side of the 
beach."

"What are you talking?" both his brothers asked 
confused.

John then filled his brothers in on everything he had 
just learned.

"Wow, a two day long beach party!" Don said, "Man, the 
girls are going to be sorry they didn't join us."

"We'll fill them in when we get home; they'll still 
have a whole day, at least, to make friends."

"But we're going to start making friends now, right?" 
Don asked.

"Yeah, let's get this tent back down so we can find a 
spot on the other side." Ron insisted.

"Let's eat something first." John said, pushing Ron 
onto his back, fishing out his cock, and kneeling to 
insert it in his brother's mouth.

"Good idea," Don said, pulling out his own cock, "it is 
lunch time after all. He went over to Ron and pulling 
out Ron's cock knelt and sucked it into his mouth. He 
then lay on the ground at an angle that made it easy 
for John to stretch forward and suction Don's cock into 
his mouth as Ron continued to suck his.

Soon, all three were loudly slurping and sucking and 
when, one-by-one, they started to cum they greedily 
drank and ate up all the delicacies offered. 

After they had all had their share, as well as a time 
to catch their breath, John said, "Great lunch guys, 
now let's get this tent down and get to the other 
side."


Chapter Seven – Salad Undressing


It had taken the girls very little time to go to the 
mall and return with their purchases. Hannah's most 
difficult problem was figuring out how to add a new 
camera to the existing wireless surveillance system, 
yet keep it invisible from other users of the network, 
that is, from the boys. It didn't take her long to 
figure it out though, and in no time the 'F10' key of 
their computer was controlling a private, password 
protected, camera that, after testing, they then 
sneaked into the boys' room to plant.

"There's the vent," Ana pointed out to Hannah, "but it 
is not directly in front of the bed like ours."

"Does that mean we won't be able to watch them?" Lana 
asked.

Hannah studied the position of the vent in relationship 
to the rest of the room and smiling said, "actually, we 
can not only watch everything they do on the bed, but 
since their computer and Plasma TV is on the opposite 
wall—"

"We can always see what they are watching," Ana 
finished, smiling as the realization of this came to 
her too.

"Lana, can you get me that chair by the wall," Hannah 
asked, "this has to be put in just right so that so 
little of it is visible that it virtually invisible, 
yet at the same time, the lens at the end needs room to 
move. Ana, get on the bed and tell me if you can spot 
it."

After 15 minutes of positioning and re-positioning the 
camera within the vent, they finally found a perfect 
angle from which it could not be seen unless you knew 
it was there, and yet still had enough flexibility to 
see majority of the room.

After returning to their room and connecting their 
plasma TV to the computer, they ran one final test on 
the new camera, moving the focus around the boys' room 
and zooming in on different key areas (the bed and 
their plasma TV in particular).

"I think it's perfect," Ana said.

"Hannah, you are truly a genius," Lana said, "What's 
next?"

"Next we go down and eat something," Hannah said, "I'm 
starved."

"It is passed lunch time," Lana agreed, "is Amy up 
yet?"

Checking the monitor, Hannah pressed the 'F5' key and 
saw that Amy was still sleeping. She was naked and a 
finger of her right hand was deep in her pussy, but she 
was obviously out cold.

"Wow, do I ever sleep like that," Ana asked.

"It's the only way to sleep," Lana said.

Minimizing the screen and putting the computer in 
hibernation, Hannah got up and said, "Let's check if 
she left something for us to eat before going to bed."

*** 

Down in the kitchen, they checked the refrigerator and 
found that Amy had left them a large bowl of Cesar 
Salad to snack on if they got hungry before she 
awakened.

"It looks good, almost as good as Mom's." Lana said 
getting some individual bowls from the cupboard above 
the sink.

"What kind of dressing do we have," Ana asked.

Checking the fridge Hannah answered dully, "there's 
French and Ranch, that's it."

"Well that's not good," Ana said disappointed, then 
added sadly, "What we really need is some Laura 
Dressing."

"Maybe we can make some ourselves," Lana said spotting 
a bottle for mixing home made salad dressing in the 
cupboard and grabbing it. She brought everything over 
to the large kitchen table (not as large though as the 
table in the dining room where family meals were to be 
eaten).

"It's a little hard to make Laura Dressing when the 
main ingredient is somewhere in the middle of the 
Caribbean Sea." Hannah said with a sad look.

"Well, then maybe we can invent our own," Lana said, 
hopefully picking up the salad dressing mixing bottle 
again.

"We would still at least need—Pietro!" Hannah said 
loudly as someone walked in from the opposite side of 
the kitchen. "Where did you come from? We haven't seen 
you all day."

"I slept late this morning. Ms. Bradson and I were up 
rather long hours last night discussing how the 
division of responsibilities should be handled as well 
as our official roles in the new household. We had 
promised Master and Lady Anderson we'd have everything 
worked out long before they return."

"And did you reach an agreement," Ana asked.

"I believe so, Ms. Bradson is officially the cook, but 
she will also attend to the housekeeping and the duties 
of an upstairs maid."

"And you," Hannah asked.

"I am officially the butler, but I will also double as 
a gardener and chauffer when needed."

"Gardener," Lana exclaimed, "What do you know about 
gardening?"

"Everything," Pietro said proudly, "I was gardener at 
my last employment for 10 years before coming to work 
for Laura—I mean Lady Anderson."

"You know, you don't have to suddenly be so formal and 
proper," Ana said upset at yet another sign that life 
would be changing.

"Actually, I do little lady, for the time being at 
least."

"You know," Hannah said, suddenly noticing something, 
"you and Amy seem to have left something out of your 
job descriptions."

"I'm not following you, young lady," Pietro said 
questionably.

"Well, that's sort of what I mean," Hannah said 
smiling, "with you as butler/gardener/chauffer and Amy 
as cook/housekeeper/maid who is following us around?"

Lana, finally understanding where her sister was going, 
said, "Yeah, who's the nanny?"

"Ah yes, the point that truly kept us up most of the 
night," seeing the confusion on the girls faces Pietro 
continued quickly, "you see, neither of us wanted to 
surrender that title, and yet we didn't think it 
prudent to have two nannies, one for the boys and one 
for you three."

"Why not," Lana asked defiantly.

"Well," Pietro said smiling, "Ms. Bradson and I agreed 
that it will not be long before you and the young 
masters become virtually inseparable, and what then are 
we to do, both be with you at all times wherever you 
go?"

"Oh," said Lana, with a little understanding of the 
reasoning behind this decision. "So what did you 
finally agree to with respect to us?"

"You remember our favorite movie," Pietro asked, having 
thought very long that morning of a simple way to tell 
his girls that he would no longer be their nanny; a way 
that would not make them feel rejected.

"The Sound of Music," the three girls said at the same 
time.

"Remember what the oldest daughter tells Maria when she 
first introduces herself?"

"She said that she was 16 and didn't need a governess," 
Ana, who knew the entire movie by heart, said quickly.

"Correct," said Pietro, "which leads me to a question I 
put to you now; you three are 15 going on 16 in a world 
were children grow up much faster than when that movie 
was made, do you really need a babysitter?" 

Pietro smiled at them as he said this, then added, 
"Either, Ms. Bradson or I will always be in the house 
should an emergency arise, and both of us are willing 
at any time to answer any questions that might be 
troubling you; social, professional or personal. Note, 
however, that in the last category, personal troubles, 
we would like you and the boys to get comfortable and 
used to going to either of your parents first. For the 
most part, though, Ms. Bradson and I feel you kids will 
be fine taking care of yourselves. There are six of you 
now, and all very intelligent. You'll be fine."

All three of the girls leaned over to Pietro and gave 
him a final hug (as their nanny, anyway) and a quick 
kiss on the cheek.

"I'd say we're going to miss you," Hannah said, "but 
it's not like you're going away. You know we all love 
you so much."

"Of course, but enough lecturing, what were you three 
doing when I entered?"

"Oh," Lana said, suddenly remembering the salad. "Amy 
left us some great Caesar Salad, and we were trying to 
figure out how to make our blend of Laura Dressing. We 
were talking about the lack of a key ingredient when 
you came in, can you help us with it?" She handed him 
the salad dressing mixing bottle as she said this.

Pietro took the bottle saying, "Anytime young lady." He 
then unzipped his pants and began to masturbate before 
them all. At the same time, Lana grabbed some small 
plastic cups off the table and handing one each to Ana 
and Hannah, and keeping one herself said, "Okay you 
two, give me as much as you can."

Taking off their clothes, all the girls began 
masturbating in rhythm with Pietro, every now and then, 
sticking their fingers in each others assholes and 
pumping, but for the most part concentrating on just 
their own clits and never going into even their own 
pussy holes, wanting to keep the ingredients as pure 
and plentiful as possible.

By the time they finished, Pietro had actually cum 
twice, directly in the bottle (which was divided up 
with measurement lines for accurate mixing) producing 3 
fl oz. of the key ingredient. The girls also had each 
cum twice, donating at least 2 fl oz. each of the 
additional ingredients. Lana took the bottle from 
Pietro and as she thanked him, he zipped up his pants 
and giving a small bow turned and headed out of the 
kitchen toward the stairs that led down to his bedroom.

Not bothering to dress, the girls turned toward the 
table and set to the task of preparing their dressing.

"Ana," Lana said, "You handle the mixing. I'll grab 
that pen and pad by the refrigerator. If this comes out 
okay I want to remember the recipe. I'm going to name 
it, 'Anderson Dressing' give me the ingredients as you 
put them in." 

"Okay," Ana said as she began enumerating the 
ingredients, "Ingredient number 1: 3 fl oz. of Pietro 
cream, ingredient 2 through 4: 2 fl oz. each of Hannah, 
Ana, and Lana juice." As she enumerated these, Ana 
added each of the ingredients and, placing the top on 
the bottle, shook strongly until the 9 fl oz. in the 
bottle were completely mixed.

Taking the top off the bottle, she put a drop on her 
finger and brought it to her tongue.

Ana had an unsatisfied look in her face and Hannah 
said, "Well, how is it?"

"I don't know, I can taste the salty goodness, but it 
still seems way too sweet. Don't get me wrong, it 
tastes delicious and I feel like just putting the 
bottle to my mouth and drinking it all down, but we're 
not trying to make a refreshment here. There's 
something missing, it's the wrong color and it should 
be a little bitterer."

"Oh yeah," Lana said suddenly, "how could I have 
forgotten!" She grabbed another cup from the table and 
peeing in it handed it to Ana saying, "Try adding 3 fl 
oz. of this."

Ana took the cup smiling and pouring 3 fl oz. into the 
bottle, once more put the top on, shook violently until 
the, now, 12 fl oz. in the bottle were all a golden 
yellow mixture.

"Well, at least it is the right color now," Lana said, 
"taste it."

Ana once more took a drop on her tongue and smiling as 
the flavor made her insides tingle said, "It's 
perfect!"

Lana, smiling, wrote down, "Add 3 fl oz. of Lana 
'Golden Juice' and mix." Then after looking at it a 
second added, "Note: SHAKEN NOT STIRRED!"

Ana laughed a little and said, "I bet most salad 
dressing companies would kill for this recipe."

"I'll serve the salad," Hannah said, grabbing the huge 
bowl and adding salad to each of their smaller ones. As 
she put a bowl and fork in front of each of them, Amy 
entered the kitchen in short-shorts and a top that just 
barely covered her breasts.

"Sorry I was late preparing lunch, I got to sleep 
pretty late last night."

"Pietro told us," Lana said smiling. None of the girls 
seemed to remember that they were still all naked. 
"This salad you left will make a fine lunch anyway." As 
she said this, she grabbed the bottle Ana had finished 
with and poured some dressing on her salad before 
passing the bottle to Hannah.

"I was about to have a bit myself," Amy said, "I really 
didn't eat breakfast." She grabbed a small bowl and 
fork, and as she served herself, watched the three 
girls with interest. They were all eating their salads 
with their eyes closed, savoring the flavor, their 
minds apparently lost in some erotic heaven with each 
bite.

Amy picked up the salad dressing bottle from the table, 
where Hannah had left it, and tasting it smiled as she 
understood the girls' apparent fascination with their 
salads. "I knew my salad couldn't be that good." Amy 
said, shocking the girls back to the real world. "This 
salad dressing, however, is exquisite."

All the girls suddenly opened their eyes wide, in time 
to see Amy pouring some dressing over her salad and 
taking a bite. "Damn, this is yummy." She said smiling. 
"Now I can see where most of the ingredients—CUM—from," 
she added as she strongly inspected the girls, their 
breasts and pussies in particular. As she did this, the 
girls' eyes popped open even wider as they realized for 
the first time that they were still naked. "But there's 
a bit of a good, salty, taste that I can't picture 
being supplied by anything in front of me."

Hannah and Ana looked nervous and uncomfortable as they 
watched Amy eating the salad, and obviously loving the 
dressing. Lana, however, who had always been the 
boldest when it came to the opportunity of sexual 
pleasure, just smiled and said, "Oh, that, well, Pietro 
has always had a lifetime supply of that rare 
ingredient and he's always willing to share."

"Really," Amy questioned with a mischievous grin. 
"Well, it's good to know I can just go next door 
whenever I have a craving for it; with the Master's new 
wife, I thought I would have to be climbing all the way 
to the 2nd floor every time I had a need for some."

The girls smiled as they understood what she was 
saying, and Ana said, "Tell you what Amy, you take all 
that Pietro has to offer, and leave the supply on the 
2nd floor to us, OK?"

Smiling Amy poured more dressing on her salad and 
winking at the girls said, "for now anyway. I think 
I'll finish this in my room." And she turned and left, 
eating her salad as she walked.

"Is she incredible or what," Lana said.

The other girls, however, gave Lana strange looks. 
Ana's was definitely angry, while Hannah's look was one 
of worry and fear.

"What's wrong," Lana asked.

"Are you crazy or just plain stupid," Ana exhorted, 
"you could have gotten Pietro in real trouble talking 
about him like that!"

"To Amy," Lana questioned annoyed at being talked to 
like this and making a note to remind Ana who was boss, 
it had obviously been too long since she had last felt 
'The Wrath of the Queen'. 

"Come on, are you blind or something? She's just like 
us! They're all just like us. Mom was right, our 
families do belong together. The faster everyone admits 
it, the faster we can become the super-close family 
we're destined to be. Now, if you two have finished 
your salads, clean up in here!" As she said this, she 
bent down and picked up her clothes, she then turned 
and walked towards the exit that led to the upstairs 
staircase. She stopped for a second and turning her 
head slightly said, "Don't forget to put the remaining 
salad and the bottle of dressing in the refrigerator."

"Hey, where are you going," Ana said, annoyed with 
Lana's sudden bossiness.

"Didn't you see that woman," Lana said, "she was close 
to exploding just as she talked to us, that's why she 
had to leave so suddenly. I'm going up to our room and 
watch what she does." As she stepped out, Hannah and 
Ana turned and looked sheepishly at each other.

"Isn't she suppose to be the youngest sister," Ana 
asked.

Hannah gave a small shrug and said, "We all have things 
at which we excel; when it comes to electronics and 
computers you follow me, when it comes to our music 
group, you are our one and only lead voice, but when it 
comes to all things sexual—" 

"—Lana is our leader," Ana finished smiling as she 
nodded in agreement and let out a low sigh.

"Come on," Hannah said, "the faster we finish our 
clean-up orders, the faster we can go up and join her."


Chapter Eight – Dress Code at Sea


Laura awoke, still very much exhausted, to see that the 
clock by the bed read almost 2 PM. She could hear Stan 
breathing evenly, and knew that he must still be 
asleep. Not wanting to wake him, she rolled slowly out 
of bed and stretched as she got to her feet.

"Poor dear," Laura thought, "he's still dead to the 
world."

Laura didn't find this surprising since, after finally 
setting sail, Stan and her had returned to the cabin 
and done nothing but have continual sex for the next 8 
hours straight. She lost count of how many times they 
had each cum after just the 2nd hour. Even when Stan's 
cock wasn't up to the task (which amazingly was very 
rarely) he continued, using either his tongue, his 
fingers, or the vibrator she had brought along until 
his cock felt up to continuing the job itself. And when 
her cunt was too sore to feel more, they would give it 
a break; her mouth, butt and tits all more than happy 
to fill in while her number one love hole rested.

Stan and her had made a deal to try every single sexual 
position known before the their two weeks alone was 
over, maybe even invent a few new positions, and last 
night they had sure covered a lot of positions.

So why wasn't she happier after such a satisfying night 
of sex?"

As she wrapped a towel around herself and got a bathing 
suit and a bottle of sun tan lotion (planning first to 
bath, then to go up and get some sun) she wondered what 
the girls were doing on their first full day with 
brothers.

Laura's mouth suddenly dropped as she realized why she 
wasn't a bit happier. "Oh yeah," she thought, "that 
again."

Laura had gotten through her first night as a wife 
without ever making any type of meaningful 
conversation. As a matter a fact, the only words either 
of them spoke to each other were one word imperatives 
such as: "YES!", "DEEPER!", "HARDER!", "MORE!", and 
"SUCK!" Laura's nipples hardened as she thought of this 
and she rushed to the bathroom hoping not to be seen.

*** 

After her bath, Laura went up to the yacht's sun deck 
in her butt floss bikini and noticed someone lying on a 
towel, already getting sun.

"Oh," Laura gasped loudly, realizing that it was Mrs. 
Carter and that she was completely nude.

Mrs. Carter, who had been resting with her eyes closed, 
opened them and on seeing Laura said, "Mrs. Anderson, 
you're awake. If I'd known I'd have prepared you 
something to eat."

"That's okay," Laura said, mesmerized by Josephine 
Carter's pussy. Except for a long strip of fire red 
hair right about the beginning of the split (no doubt 
to prove she was a natural red-head) it was as hairless 
and smooth as a new born babe. "I actually had a lot to 
eat last night," she finished.

"I can imagine," Josephine said, remembering how she 
had watched Stan and Laura in action most of the night, 
and how she had seen Laura swallow Stan's cum more than 
half a dozen times. Josephine suddenly thought of the 
mischievous grin that must at the moment be on her face 
and quickly added, "With your wedding feast and all; 
wedding cake especially can be very filling."

Laura then noticed Josephine giving her bathing suit 
some odd looks, and she seemed to have a disapproving 
look in her eyes. This confused Laura who thought, 
"She's standing there in her birthday suit, where 
anyone including my new husband can easily see her, and 
she disapproves of the way I'm dressed?"

Out loud Laura said, "Is something wrong, Mrs. Carter?"

Smiling, Josephine said, "Well, first of all, you're to 
call me Josie; Mrs. Carter was my mother-in-law (I 
never really liked her); second, and please don't be 
upset with me for pointing this out, but you are not 
complying with the dress code agreed upon in the 
contract you signed when you rented the yacht."

"Dress code," Laura questioned, more confused than 
ever, "what dress code? I didn't see anything about a 
dress code."

"It's right in the fine print," Josephine said, walking 
over to a table against the wall, on which rested a 
very nice computer system. Josephine pressed some keys 
and a document was instantly printed up. Handing the 
document to Laura, she said, "Here, read it again."

Laura saw instantly that it was a photo copy of the 
agreement in question, Stan and her signatures were 
both on it. She took a closer look at the fine print, 
looking for some mention of a dress code; both her eyes 
and her mouth opened wide as she read a simple 
sentence, "NOTE THAT BY SIGNING THIS CONTRACT YOU ALSO 
AGREE TO RESPECT OUR FIRM BELIEF IN NUDISM AND THAT YOU 
UNDERSTAND THAT EXCEPT WHEN THE BOAT IS DOCKED OR WHEN 
WE HAVE BEEN CONTACTED TO EXPECT AN INSPECTION, 
ABSOLUTELY NO CLOTHES ARE ALLOWED!"

After the initial shock had worn off, and Laura began 
to get the humor in their situation she gave a small 
laugh and smiling at Josephine reached behind herself 
and removed her top, she then slipped out of her bottom 
and said, "Well Josie, I guess I definitely over 
packed. I think I better go point this out to my 
husband, and I'm sorry if I disrespected you beliefs."

"It's okay Mrs. Anderson, and you really should come 
down and eat something now, even if you still feel 
full. I'll go prepare something for you and your 
husband in the galley.

***

Stan had woken up when he felt Laura get off the bed; 
he wasn't ready to talk to her yet, so he kept his eyes 
closed and remained still until he felt her leave the 
cabin. All he could think of was what a great wife he 
had, what a fantastic lover she was, "heck," he 
thought, "I don't want to seem conceited, but I didn't 
believe that there was a woman on this earth that could 
tire me out during sex, well, except for Amy of course, 
and that's only because I have been personally training 
her since she was 15." As he continued to think, he 
said in his mind, "We sure make a great couple!" 

Then Stan thought, "And I'm going to ruin everything 
because I can't bring myself to share some simple 
family details that I'm not even ashamed of." Then he 
added, "Maybe that's why I haven't been able to share 
it with her, because I'm not ashamed. I bet I think 
that if I tell her something like that with no sign of 
regret or desire to change she'll think me an even 
greater and more dangerous pervert than if I told her 
while showing some signs of shame and regret with being 
involved with something I thought was wrong. But if I 
went to her with signs of remorse, it'd be like trying 
to deceive her because I don't believe that there is 
anything wrong in my life or relationship with either 
the boys or Amy."

Poor Stan just kept going around and around in circles 
with these same thoughts until he was sure he heard 
Laura pass the cabin on the way up to the sun deck. He 
had seen her grab her bikini and sun tan lotion before 
she stepped out and correctly guessed that to be her 
plan. Grabbing a towel and his swim suit he decided the 
best thing to do, for now, was to take a quick shower 
and go up and join her for some quiet time together in 
the sun.

***

Stan was just coming out of the shower when he saw 
Laura walking toward the cabin, and, to his total 
astonishment, she was naked.

"Laura," Stan said loudly, "you shouldn't be walking 
around like that, you might offend our host."

"Actually, it's you that might offend them." Laura said 
with a smile. Then she added, "I take it from the look 
on your face that you also ignored the fine print when 
we signed this."

Stan grabbed a sheet of paper Laura handed him and with 
a very confused look studied it. Realizing it was the 
agreement they had signed when they rented the yacht, 
he searched it for any fine print that might explain 
Laura's behavior. Laura knew he had found it when, like 
her, both his eyes popped open, and his mouth dropped 
open.

After a minute of reading and re-reading the phrase he 
had found (wanting to make sure he correctly understood 
it) he looked up and smiling at Laura said, "Well, I 
wouldn't want to offend anybody's beliefs." He tore off 
his swim suit and standing in the nude said, "How's 
that?"

"Much better," Laura said, "now come one, Josie is 
preparing something in the galley."

"Who's Josie," Stan asked as he followed Laura up the 
stairs and to the galley, his dick growing bigger and 
more erect with every bounce of her naked breasts and 
ass.


Chapter Nine – A Servant's Quarters and Her Memories
 

As Amy walked down the stairs toward her bedroom, she 
continued to munch on her salad, licking her lips and 
rolling her tongue in her mouth to get every bit of the 
Anderson Dressing the girls had made. It was so 
erotically delicious that she had had to get away from 
the girls as fast as possible for fear of jumping them 
in hopes of sampling the individual ingredients 
directly. She had no doubt that she would have many 
opportunities for that in the future, but she felt that 
at the moment, it was still a bit early for that.

Stopping at the bottom of the steps she looked around 
at the large game room to make sure everything was in 
order. The room consisted of several small, two to four 
person tables made for specific games such as: 
chess/checkers/backgammon and dominoes. There was also 
a round table that comfortably sat up to 10 people, its 
main purpose was as a card table, but it also included 
several interchangeable tops with boards for multi-
player games like: monopoly, life, payday and scrabble.

These game tables were all arranged neatly in the 
center of the room, between the two tables most used 
during the Anderson boys first two weeks in the house; 
the ping pong table near the right wall, and the pool 
table near the left. The boys had yet to play a game of 
ping pong or pool, but they had certainly played a lot 
of games with Amy on these two tables.

Amy walked past all these tables to the back of the 
room and to the door that led to the 'servant's 
quarters'. This first door actually led to a small 
corridor and looking to the right, at the end of the 
corridor, Amy saw the door it led to (the servant's 
bathroom) closed and the light above the door on. 
"Looks like Pietro is taking a bath," Amy thought. 
Looking back to the wall directly before her, she 
entered one of the two doors on it, ending up in her 
own room.

Though her room was nicely sized, and more than 
comfortable, it seemed a little oddly shaped. This was 
because everything past the first door from the game 
room had originally been one giant party room, with its 
own bathroom in the end corner. When Stan brought the 
house, he had had the walls added that converted the 
giant room into two equal sized bedrooms with the 
corridor leading to the shared bathroom. Amy was 
feeling extra horny (not that she wasn't always) as she 
finished her salad. She quickly stripped and grabbed 
one of her largest vibrators off the wall. She then lay 
on her bed and instantly stuffed it into her pussy 
putting it on full force.

As she lay there, enjoying the feeling, she closed her 
eyes and thought about how different the Anderson 
household was now going to be, compared to the one she 
had arrived in nine years ago that is. As her thoughts 
focused on that first day, she entered a sort of waking 
dream state in which she was reliving her first 
encounter with Stan Anderson. She was only 15 at the 
time, and, being an orphan with absolutely no known 
relatives, had spent most of her life being shuffled 
from one abusive foster family to another. 

The night of her meeting with Stan, she had run away 
from the latest family after getting tired of her 
foster father waking her up in the middle of the night 
drunk, just to have sex. She had lost her virginity to 
a foster father at the age of 12, and was used to sex 
by then, loved it actually, but she hated drunks. 
Hungry, she was begging for some food in front of a 
restaurant when Stan walked by.

"Where are your parents," he had asked her seriously 
concerned when she asked him for something to eat.

"I don't have parents, I'm an orphan."

"Then you should be in an orphanage, or group home, 
it's safer than being on the streets."

"Believe me when I tell you it is way less safe in the 
places you just mentioned. Listen, I just need 
something to eat; if you could just buy me something, 
please."

Stan had been very kind as he took her into the 
restaurant and brought her a full meal. As she ate, she 
found him very easy to talk to and she ended up 
confiding her full life's story to him.

In the end, Stan asked her, "Do you have a place to 
sleep tonight?"

After admitting she didn't he said, "Listen, why don't 
you come home with me tonight. You can sleep with my 
sister; she's staying with me, along with her son and 
daughter, until I find a new nanny for my boys."

"How old are your boys," Amy had asked with interest.

"They're six, all three of them."

"Triplets… and you need someone to care for them?"

"Okay," Stan had said quickly, "I see where this is 
going young lady, and the answer is no, you still need 
someone to care for you, I doubt you could care for my 
boys. Anyway, I've taken a vow to dedicate my life, for 
the time being anyway, to my boys, and becoming very 
successful in my business; I've therefore left 
something out of my life and the young lady I hire 
needs to be willing to provide some additional special 
services which your age prevents you from handling."

Amy knew exactly what he was saying, and she was 
determined to get the job. Especially after meeting the 
boys and falling instantly in love with them. 
Therefore, that night, she had sneaked into Stan's room 
determined to demonstrate her talents and secure the 
position of new nanny. She knew Stan wouldn't be able 
to resist once she showed him the things she could do; 
especially when she offered to work mostly for room and 
board at the beginning.

She remembered how she had believed the hardest part 
would be getting into bed with him to start her 
demonstration, this actually turned out to be the 
easiest, he had been expecting his sister to join him, 
and didn't realize until after Amy had made him cum for 
the first time that it wasn't Susan.

Amy was aroused from her reminiscence by two 
simultaneous events, she heard a door slam in the next 
room, and she started cumming very strongly.

As her orgasm subsided, Amy found herself feeling a 
little dissatisfied. All her vibrators, dildos and 
other toys were good, but none of them could cum for 
her. And Amy realized that what she was craving at the 
moment was a mouthful of fresh cum. The girls' salad 
dressing had left her with that need, she also 
realized, that it was now more than 24 hours since Stan 
and the boys had fed her all their delicious treats at 
the church. Amy couldn't remember the last time she had 
gone this long without at least three servings of her 
favorite delicacy by now.

From her position on the bed she could easily see the 
wall that divided her room from Pietro's, and she 
stared at it with an almost savage desire to crash 
right through it, remembering Lana's comment that her 
neighbor was always willing to share his supply.

Not wanting to seem neither pushy nor desperate, 
though, the first time she fed off her new co-worker, 
Amy controlled her lustful desires enough to try and 
think of some excuse to go see her neighbor in a way 
that would clearly state her immediate needs, without 
actually having to use words.

Looking to her side Amy spotted her wardrobe, with all 
her prized costumes. Since the first night she started 
as the boys' nanny, she had been telling them bedtime 
stories. Her stories had always had a sexual element, 
even back then, and she loved explaining them in detail 
to the little boys, often acting parts out for them. 
She never let them get involved though, well, she 
thought smiling, not as involved as I would have liked 
them to be. 

She remembered sitting the boys, one on each knee, and 
one kneeling between her legs, as she talked the boys' 
tongues and mouths would be hard at work on her breasts 
and cunt. She eventually started collecting special 
costumes to wear as she told her tales. An idea 
suddenly started to form in Amy's head. Smiling 
mischievously she got up from her bed, removing the 
vibrator from her cunt, where it had remained busy to 
this point.

As she walked to the closet, her open pussy leaking her 
pussy juices onto her legs and the ground, she searched 
the different costumes, each one having its own 
multiple stories. Among her favorites was the fairy 
princess costume she had worn the first time she had 
truly let the boys fully participate in her tale, a 
present when they turned 11.

They had been the three musketeers sent to save the 
princess from an evil witch, having believed they had 
found her, it turned out to be the witch, transformed 
to look like the princess; the musketeers could only 
kill the witch by simultaneously and continuously 
impaling her with their swords through her face, bottom 
front and bottom back, (her bottom front especially, to 
insure she would never have children if she were 
resurrected).

The musketeers had to continue this action until hot 
creamy liquid exploded in all of these areas and the 
witch had screamed and exploded into a continuous 
flowing liquid herself; once the witch was dead, the 
true princess was finally found, she was so grateful 
that she cleaned all of their swords with her very 
tongue until they were spotless.

As Amy continued her search, she spotted another of her 
favorite costumes, the police uniform she had worn the 
first time she insisted on Stan joining her and the 
boys for a story, that was just two years ago, a 
present for their 13th birthday; Stan wasn't stupid, he 
knew exactly how Amy had been raising the kids, though 
he always denied it and never even asked her questions 
outside of how they were doing in school, had they had 
their latest physicals and had the kids expressed any 
special wishes for their next birthday of Christmas 
gifts.

What could Stan say about her special life with the 
boys anyway, he'd been fucking her daily since she was 
15, and Amy knew Stan would not do anything to 
jeopardize their relationship (one by the way that 
never involved romance), their relationship had always 
been one of a brother and sister that just happened to 
be sexually active with each other, she had after all 
joined the family to take Susan's place. Anyway, Stan 
knew she loved the boys and would never, ever put them 
in any real harm. 

As for the day she first used this cop uniform, Amy 
remembered that Stan had not only had to stop denying 
that his boys were sexually active; he had to admit 
that he enjoyed it. Amy had him play the role of a 
dangerous felon on the run from the cops, four cops 
eventually caught up with him, and since he was so 
dangerous, they had handcuffed his hands and feet, 
spreading him open on the bed while they completed 
their examination of the evidence; since he was 
resisting a little, the police woman had sat on his 
face to keep him quiet while the other three officers 
ran tests on his weapon.

It was believed this weapon could not only be used to 
impale victims, but that it also shot a very lethal 
poison of which they needed to secure a sample if 
scientist were to prepare a more effective antidote 
than the one they presently had; unfortunately, even 
chained and immobilized by the police woman on his 
face, the felon managed to control his weapon and shoot 
it off; all three cops ended up ingesting some of the 
poison, luckily, the cops had all brought a needle with 
the latest version of the antidote (it wasn't perfect, 
but it would keep them alive until the perfected 
version could be developed).

The police woman got off the felon and let him watch 
the failure of his poison as one by one the officers 
injected one another through the rear until they were 
all full of antidote, meanwhile, knowing she had to do 
something to prevent this weapon from shooting again, 
the police woman had made an ultimate sacrifice by 
impaling herself on it (she believed she had it corked 
up strongly enough so as not shoot); the other cops, 
having taken the antidote through the rear, climbed up 
on the felons face and forced what was left in the 
needles to be swallowed by him (they believed that to 
escape imprisonment, he might try to, if he hadn't 
already, to poison himself).

Sadly, as the last of the antidote was ingested by the 
felon, he managed to get off one final shot of the 
poison (apparently the weapon wasn't as securely corked 
as they had hoped) since the police woman was still 
impaled on the weapon though, it prevented anyone but 
her from being affected; since she hadn't actually 
ingested the poison, the three other officers, already 
protected by the antidote, made a valiant attempt to 
save her by taking turns sucking the poison out of the 
hole through which it had entered her body, they also 
had her completely lick the area where they had 
injected the antidote in themselves, there was some 
oozing out of there and it might be enough to keep her 
alive. In the end, they were able to keep her alive 
long enough to her aid, and the felon was taken to 
prison to serve a life sentence.

 

All of Amy's memories flashed by in a few minutes of 
her getting up from the bed and starting to rummage 
through her wardrobe. She finally gave a sigh as she 
found what she was looking for. She grabbed it and 
headed for the door, still very naked.

In the corridor, she knocked on the door right next to 
hers and when she heard Pietro's voice from inside say, 
"Come in," she just walked in.

When Pietro saw Amy enter, his penis instantly sprung 
to life, and it was obvious through the shorts he was 
wearing. He had been sitting at his desk when he caught 
sight of Amy, he had instantly noticed she was naked, 
it was hard to miss her beautiful tits and hairless 
pussy, however, on a closer inspection, he noticed the 
pussy juice still flowing down her inner legs and 
getting up he asked, sheepishly, "Can I help you with 
something, Ms. Bradson?"

"Please, call me Amy;" she said in mock annoyance, "I 
hate formalities. And, I was hoping that yes, you can 
help me. I've been trying to decide if I should start 
wearing some sort of uniform now that I'll officially 
be the cook and maid. You know, like that Alice on the 
Brady Bunch."

"I doubt that will be necessary Ms.—I mean Amy, I 
assure you this is no Brady Bunch."

Holding out the costume she had found, Amy said, "well, 
this is the closest thing I have to a maids uniform, it 
isn't exactly and Alice suit either. Tell me how it 
looks on me," as she said this she slipped it over her 
head.

Pietro was actually relieved a little, seeing her 
putting on some clothes, if he had to look at her 
naked, beautiful body another minute, he might not be 
able to control himself. He wasn't stupid, he realized 
immediately that this was a woman in dire need of a 
good fucking (you couldn't have lived with Laura and 
the girls as long as he had and not recognize the 
signs), however, whenever the girls or Laura were in 
this state, they had simply been able to say, "Pietro 
fuck me right now!" Pietro wasn't used to being teased 
into making the first move. 

When Amy finished putting on the chosen uniform, rather 
than relieve the tension on his cock, it shot out to 
full size, leaving his shorts very tented.

"Well, what do you think," Amy asked, "would this be 
appropriate?"

The uniform was obviously a French maids uniform, but 
was so short that it only barely covered her ass and 
soaking pussy, any movement she made lifted it over her 
nether regions. The top of the uniform was cut so low, 
that she constantly had to stick her gorgeous boobs 
back under the material from which they kept popping 
out; every time she put them back in, she would close 
her eyes for a second or two as she rubbed them and 
pinched her very hardened nipples.

"Well," Amy said again after Pietro had stayed silent 
for a while, obviously mesmerized by her uniform.

Coming back to the real world, and remembering the 
question, Pietro said, "I assure you that is very 
appropriate for THIS household."

"Why thank you Pietro, I can call you Pietro right?" As 
he nodded his consent she added, "You've been a lot of 
help. I notice you have a bit of a problem yourself." 
As she said this, her eyes fell to the tented area of 
his shorts. "I wish I could help you, but I just never 
suck anyone's cock for the first time unless my own 
juices are on it. Of course—" she added grinning 
mischievously and turning her back to him, "if you were 
to stick that right in here," she said slowly bending 
down and widening her stance so that her pussy was 
fully open, "then I'd be able to help you, just let me 
know when you're ready."

Pietro wasted no time after this invitation, this 
teasing had been driving his cock crazy and he just had 
to get some of that pussy, NOW! He dropped his shorts 
and I a single move stuck his cock all the way in Amy's 
cunt. As she let out a moan that sounded like, 
"FINALLY!" Pietro pumped savagely. He was amazed to 
find out how tight Amy's pussy was. Not as tight as his 
three little ladies of course, but still extremely 
tight. The reason this tightness amazed him was because 
he had absolutely no doubt that Amy had been 
'servicing' all of the Anderson males for quite some 
time. 

After 20 minutes of savage pumping, Pietro slowed down 
a while, letting Amy fully enjoy her latest of several 
orgasms. Pietro didn't want to cum until he was certain 
Amy had gotten what she came to the room looking for, 
an orgasm that would last the rest of the day. Reaching 
around Amy with one hand, Pietro rubbed and pinched her 
boobs (which had spilt out of her uniform the moment 
she bent over), with the other hand, he reached down 
and did the same to her extremely swollen clit. 

When he felt her going over the edge, again, he resumed 
the violent, savage, rapid pumping until she literally 
screamed as her orgasm almost made her lose 
consciousness. Amy didn't fall because Pietro still had 
his arms around her supporting her. After a few 
minutes, in which he continued to slowly pump in and 
out of her pussy, he was certain she had come down from 
her sexual high enough for him to let her stand on her 
own. 

Removing his cock from her cunt, he walked around her 
and stood with his large dick pointing right out at 
her; dropping to her knees in front of him, still 
somewhat dazed, she sucked his dick into her mouth and 
literally fucked her face for several minutes until she 
felt Pietro's cock suddenly grow in her mouth, she knew 
at that moment that at last her reward was coming. She 
sucked and swallowed and drank as, over and over again, 
her mouth was filled with Pietro's offering. When, 
finally, there was no more left, she cleaned up 
Pietro's cock with her tongue, digging in the slit for 
any cum that might have escaped her.

When they both regained full use of their senses, 
Pietro helped Amy to her feet and she said smiling, 
"There, I think I've helped you enough, don't forget 
you owe me one."

"Believe me, I won't forget. Anytime you need help, 
just feel free to knock on my door."

Smiling, Amy leaned up and gave him a passionate kiss, 
letting their tongues duel for several minutes, when 
she finally broke it off she said, "believe me when I 
tell you I will constantly remind you that you said, 
'Anytime'" She turned and as she reached the door and 
prepared to step out she turned and said, "As for the 
uniform, you know what, I think you were right the 
first time, this isn't the Brady Bunch, there is no 
need for it. Heck," she added as she stepped through 
the door, "it wouldn't surprise me if after a while 
clothes of any kind became unnecessary in this house."

"That wouldn't surprise me either," Pietro thought as 
the door swung closed behind Amy.

 
Chapter Ten – The Wrath of the Queen


The girls all started to scream as they all came 
furiously together. They had often been able to hold 
off cumming until all were at the edge and then let 
themselves go. They were so worked up by the scene they 
were watching in Pietro's room that they're orgasms 
literally knocked them off their feet. Well, it knocked 
Lana over; anyway, she had been bent over the desk 
chair, using its back to support her as Hannah pumped 
her from behind with her strap-on. 

When Lana saw the powerful orgasm Amy was obviously 
having, she knew it was time to stop fighting her own; 
knowing that her sisters had to be ready to cum too. 
She came so strongly, though, she ended up pushing the 
chair (which had wheels) forward and, having lost her 
only support, she fell over. Hannah, who had been 
supporting herself with Lana's back, followed her to 
the ground with Ana (who had been supported by Hannah's 
back as she pumped her from the back) close behind.

All three girls just lay motionless on the floor, way 
too spent to even try to get up. Poor Ana didn't even 
have the energy to pull out the vibrator that was still 
buzzing on high in her cunt; for several minutes this 
vibrator was the only thing that could be heard in the 
room, apart from the girls' ragged breathing and 
occasional moans that is.

Very slowly, the girls started to come around, all 
except Ana, whose vibrator still had her in a daze; as 
she saw Lana and Hannah helping each other up, Ana 
begged, "take it out! Take it out, please, I can't take 
anymore."

Lana, who had noticed that Amy was now sucking on 
Pietro got instantly excited, again, as she turned and 
looked at her sister slumped helpless on the floor. She 
got on her knees in front of her and grabbed the end of 
the vibrator. Rather, though, than pull it out, she 
pushed it deeper into her sister's pussy.

"NO," Ana screamed, "No, please, Lana take it out this 
instant!"

Lana didn't obey, instead her eyes flashed with a sort 
of wicked anger, when it came to the girls and sex, she 
alone gave order!

"Are you giving me an order, Ana," Lana asked angrily. 
"I think you've forgotten who's in charge of this part 
of our lives. I think you need a strong lesson to 
remind you!" As she said this, she pumped the vibrator, 
furiously, in and out of Ana's twat, twisting it from 
time to time.

Shaking violently, Ana tried looking at Hannah saying, 
"Hannah, make her stop, please. She's going to kill 
me!"

Hannah gave Ana a worried look, she had been expecting 
this since Ana's outburst to Lana in the kitchen, but 
Hannah neither said nor did anything. The only thing 
she did was take the dildo she was still wearing off 
and, after licking some of Lana's juices (still all 
over it) off, turned it and stuck it in her own twat to 
pump.

Lana, who had been closely observing what action, if 
any, Hannah dared to take, smiled evilly and bending 
over Ana's face while continuing to pump away at her 
pussy, whispered in her ear. "See Ana, Hannah is a good 
girl, she knows her place; she's truly a sweet girl." 
As she said this, she leaned toward the dildo still 
strapped on to Ana and licked Hannah's juices (which 
still shined on the end) off. Lana then took it off Ana 
and said, "You, however, have been a very bad girl."

By now, Ana was completely in tears and shaking non-
stop; the tears, however, were not tears of pain, 
fright or anger, and the shaking was not caused by 
nervousness or fear; no, Ana was in the middle of a 
non-stop, full-body orgasm that just wouldn't release 
her. Lana, never stopping the attack on her sister's 
pussy, laid her straight on her back and straddling her 
head, so that all Ana could see was Lana's open pussy 
above, leaned forward in the direction of Ana's super-
sensitive and, currently super-swollen clit, sucking it 
and immediately biting it. This action caused Ana to 
scream so loudly she would have woken the dead if Lana 
had not immediately muffled it by lowering her own 
pussy to Ana's open mouth. 

Working completely on auto pilot, Ana attacked Lana's 
pussy with her full mouth, tongue, lips, and teeth; all 
working to drain Lana's well. Then, in one violent move 
Lana finally pulled the vibrator from Ana's pussy, but 
not a second passed before replacing it with her 
tongue, gluing he mouth to Ana's flooded hole; at the 
same time, holding Ana's clit between two fingers, she 
pinched it, triggering a final earth shattering orgasm 
in her sister that pumped what seemed like gallons of 
Ana juice into her mouth. 

Lana loved the taste of both her sisters, and joyously 
lapped up all of her sisters peace offering, at the 
same time she felt her own mind numbing orgasm 
(triggered both by her excitement at being able to 
dominate her sisters in this way, as well as Ana's auto 
driven mouth, which, even now, with Ana barely 
conscious, continued attacking Lana's pussy) shoot 
through her entire body. 

When it was over, Hannah, who had masturbated herself 
to another orgasm as she watched Lana (know to her 
sisters and so many of their old friends as 'The Orgasm 
Queen') in action, leaned over and helped Lana off Ana; 
together, they then helped a still powerless Ana off 
the floor and onto the bed. 

Hannah was looking at her destroyed sister with envy, 
she had so often wanted to feel the full wrath of the 
queen, but she was just too submissive, and this side 
of Lana could only be triggered by the disobedient or 
resistant to her authority. Once she had Ana on the 
bed, Lana got on and crawling up her sister so they 
were face to face, Lana began to passionately kiss her 
until she began getting the responses that told her Ana 
was fully back with them.

Breaking off the kiss, Lana looked deep into her 
sister's eyes and smiling said, "so how do you feel?"

"You know," Ana said smiling, "if I didn't love the way 
you leave me feeling, I might really hate you."

"Yeah," Lana said dully, "that's what you always say, 
but—"

"I-I always come back for more," Ana finished and 
pulling her sister back to her resumed their passionate 
kissing.

"Hey," Hannah said, suddenly feeling left out, "what 
about me?"

Lana rolled off Ana and lying right next to her pulled 
Hannah on top of both of them, so that Hannah found 
herself half on Ana and half on Lana. Each of the 
sisters on the bottom then wrapped a leg around one of 
Hannah's, and each putting one arm around her back, 
held her in a tight embrace. Hannah then alternated 
between passionately kissing each of her sisters until 
they all fell asleep in that very position.


Chapter Eleven – The Master's Queen and his New Slave


The boys came back home around 4 PM; they had left 
their tent at the beach where the Wilson kids (Debbie, 
Katrina and Jason) had promised to keep it safe. The 
reason they'd left it was because they planned to 
return that evening and camp out at the beach where, 
Debbie had informed him, the party would be going on 
all night; and, after a certain hour, without the 
presence of adults or pre-High School aged students.

The boys had been especially invited when Debbie 
realized they had a musical band and could contribute 
to the entertainment. Debbie was in charge of the 
party's entertainment that year and, one of the three 
bands scheduled had called to cancel at the last 
minute. The boys had explained that they were short 
some voices, but Debbie had said it would be fine, that 
they could provide some rest to the other bands by 
providing some purely musical interludes.

"I wonder where everyone is," Ron said as they walked 
through the deserted first floor.

"We can go to our room and check," Don suggested.

"There's no need for that," John said as he pulled out 
his Pocket PC and turned it on. "Wow," he said 
suddenly, "looks like we missed some major partying 
here. Everyone is knocked out. Wow, Amy really looks 
exhausted." He clicked back to the girls and said, "Can 
they really sleep knotted up that way?"

"Let's go to the kitchen and get something to eat, we 
should see what we can gather up to take with us too," 
Ron said.

"Hey," Don said annoyed, "who made you the boss?"

"The two of you did," Ron said smiling, "remember, I'm 
in charge of the band, so if we're going to jam 
tonight, I'm the leader."

Once in the kitchen, John checked the fridge for 
something to eat and said, "Well here's something."

"Something good I hope," Ron said, picking up a notepad 
that had been left on the table. As he read what was 
written on it he gave a puzzled look as he tried to 
understand it.

"Amy mad some of her Caesar Salad. There's not much 
left, but enough for the three of us." John pulled out 
the bowl, along with three bottles, and carried them 
over to the table.

"Get some bowls and forks Don," he ordered, then 
noticing Ron's puzzled look said, "what's that your 
studying so intensely Ron?"

"To tell you the truth, I don't know, and I've read it 
around three times." He passed the pad to John and took 
one of the bowls Don had just placed on the table.

As John puzzled over what he was reading, he threw a 
curious look at the third bottle he had brought over to 
the table. He picked it up curiously and shaking it to 
completed mix all the ingredients, tasted a drop; a 
smile quickly came to his face.

"What's that," Don asked curiously as he reached for 
the bottle of French dressing.

"Anderson dressing, you'll want to use this, much 
better than the French." He passed the bottle to Don.

After tasting it and agreeing it was definitely better 
he added, "This is incredible, and there's a nice sort 
of bitter taste I just can't make out, but it sort of 
makes my whole body tingle."

"That's probably the 'Lana Golden Juice'," John said as 
Don poured more dressing on his salad.

"Hey," Ron said, "let me try some of that." He held out 
his hand for the bottle.

Soon, they were all three eating and enjoying their 
salads. After a while, Don said smiling, "you know they 
may actually be too perverted for even us to control." 
He didn't clarify his comment, but it was pretty 
obvious what he was talking about.

*** 

In their room, Lana opened her eyes as she thought she 
heard a beeping sound, almost instantly, the beeping 
stopped, but she was now wide awake. Hannah, on top of 
her, and Ana, beside her, were still breathing strongly 
and evenly, indicating that whatever Lana had heard, 
had not bothered them.

"They are such heavy sleepers," Lana thought, 
"especially after some great sex."

Deciding to let them continue sleeping, Lana just lay 
awake a while, not wanting to move or in any way bother 
her sisters. However, after around ten minutes, it was 
starting to get harder and harder not to move. She was 
getting very excited by the fact that Hannah's breast 
was right on top or hers, and with every breath Hannah 
took, their nipples rubbed together. 

On top of that, Hannah's leg was right between both of 
Lana's and, every now and then, she would move it as 
she slept, rubbing it against Lana's crotch. Lana also 
felt a warm moistness on the palm of one of her hands, 
and, from the position she was lying in, realized that 
it must be right on top of Ana's pussy, she couldn't 
resist rubbing it a little and was satisfied to hear 
Ana moaning lightly in her sleep.

"I think I put her through enough today," Lana thought 
guiltily as she stopped rubbing and decided, "If I'm 
going to let them sleep, I'd better get out of this 
bed."

Slowly, she unhooked the leg she had wrapped around 
Hannah's leg, and tried to slip out from under her, 
moving slowly to the side. Feeling a pinch on one of 
her tits that sent bolts all the way down to her cunt, 
she looked up and saw that Hannah was awake.

Hannah leaned over and after kissing Lana said, "The 
queen wouldn't be attempting to desert her loyal 
subjects would she?"

"I think Ana is still pretty tired," Lana said quietly, 
"I don't want her disturbed until she's ready to wake 
up, understand?"

Hannah simply nodded obediently, and, using her free 
arm and leg (the others still wrapped around Ana) for 
support, pushed herself up gently to allow Lana to more 
quickly and easily slip out from under her. Once Lana 
was out, Hannah lowered herself slowly and snuggled up 
around Ana's left side trying to be careful not to make 
any sudden movement. When she was satisfied Ana was 
still sleeping, she put her head on Ana's chest and 
closed her eyes figuring, "since I can't get up until 
Ana does, I may as well sleep a little longer myself."

*** 

Lana went into the bathroom and quickly peed; grabbing 
the toilet paper she quickly cleaned herself, noticing 
that she had just used the last of the paper. "I better 
replace that," she thought, looking around the bathroom 
for a replacement roll. Not finding one she thought, 
"Maybe there's one in Mom and Dad's bathroom, they sure 
don't need any at the moment. And I better talk to Amy 
about always having a replacement."

By the time she emerged from the bathroom, both her 
sisters were again sleeping heavily. She looked toward 
the TV and realized, for the first time that, that it 
was still on, and focused on the camera in Pietro's 
room. Pietro, she saw, was also sleeping soundly. "His 
encounter with Amy must really have tired him out," 
Lana thought, "especially after he had already provided 
two helpings of Pietro cream for our dressing." 

Lana wondered if Amy was still asleep too; going over 
to the computer, she pressed the 'F5' key and quickly 
confirmed her suspicions that Amy must have been just 
as worn out. "Well," Lana thought smiling, "this has 
certainly been an exhausting, albeit, satisfying, day 
for the people in this house. I wonder how the boys are 
doing at the beach."

Forgetting about her need to find some toilet paper, 
Lana decided she could really use a little coffee; she 
quietly stepped out of her room and headed for the 
stairs that led down to the first floor and toward the 
kitchen. Once there, Lana froze as three heads turned 
to intensely study her still fully naked body.

"Well," Don said, "if it isn't the secret ingredient 
herself."

Lana actually blushed a bit as she realized the boys 
had been eating what was left of the salad and that to 
top that off (literally), they had used up what was 
left of the 'Anderson Dressing'.

Ron, holding up a paper that he had torn off the pad, 
said, "My brothers and I were wondering, why, with all 
the available blends of 'golden juice' available, 'Lana 
golden juice' was the only one good enough to make it 
into the recipe."

"GIVE ME THAT!" Lana screamed annoyed, as she realized 
what the paper was. After grabbing it she added in 
questioning voice, trying to sound more controlled than 
she just had, "You're back early," but then exploded 
again saying, "And you shouldn't be eating other 
people's things without asking!"

Trying to sooth the temper Lana was obviously in; John 
said softly, "Actually, we're going back to the beach 
later. We came back to pick up some stuff we need to 
pass the night over there. We also had to let Amy, and 
I guess Pietro also, what we're going to do, they are 
sort of in charge." Then, changing his tone from a 
soft, caring tone, he added firmly, though still 
talking very slowly so as not to upset Lana more, "As 
to eating other people's stuff, remember, we're a 
family now, there are no people; with the exception of 
the clothes we wear and any private things in our own 
rooms, anything else found in this house is shared by 
all of us. Is that clear?"

John was looking directly at Lana's eyes as he spoke, 
but he now let his gaze drop, first lingering over her 
breasts, then lower still, at her cunt.

After a few minutes, Lana walked over to the coffee 
maker, giving them a clear view of her naked ass; she 
even bent over a bit and widened her stance as she 
poured herself a cup; allowing the boys to look deep 
into her, now, open pussy.

Taking a sip of her coffee, she turned to look at them 
again, not failing to note the bulges that had grown in 
the front of all their shorts; she said slowly, "That 
sounds fair to me. It reminds me of that movie with 
Lucille Ball, 'Yours, Mine and Ours'; I do so love that 
movie, my sisters and I all love old movies. So what's 
happening at the beach tonight?" She asked this final 
question in a truly cheerful voice.

The boys, excited by her apparent acceptance that they 
could share 'everything', and her obvious lack of 
caring that they were examining every last part of her 
naked body like vultures, smiled and John said, "We 
were planning to talk to all three of you, but you were 
pretty out of it when we arrived, not to mention tied 
up in that bed, so we decided to let you keep sleeping 
until the last minute."

Lana grinned at the boys' lack of understanding as to 
what they had just told her; choosing to ignore this 
slip of the tongue, she simply asked excitedly, "so 
what is it?"

"There's a party, two days and nights to celebrate the 
end of the summer; it started this afternoon. It's for 
school kids of all ages, elementary to high school 
students. Tonight, though, there is suppose to be a 
hot, all night bash; high school students only." Ron 
said.

"And no parents allowed," Don added excitedly, "we've 
already met some kids our age, but tonight we'll really 
introduce ourselves to this town!"

"What do you mean," Lana asked, her eyes now glowing 
with excitement also.

"Our band is going to jam a bit." Ron said quickly.

"BAND," Lana screamed so fast that she coughed up some 
of the coffee she had just been sipping, "wait a 
minute, you three have a band?"

"Well, yes and no," Ron said. "Now that we live here, 
we're short 2 voices and a lead guitarist; the lack of 
the extra instrument isn't so bad, however, the lack of 
back up voices can give us trouble. At the moment I'm 
not only lead singer, I'm the only singer, and I really 
don't like going solo all the time, especially since 
I'd rather just be playing my base."

"So you do still have enough instruments to call 
yourself a band?" Lana questioned with great interest.

"Well yeah," Don said, happy to see his sister so 
interested, "I play the drums, John is on the organ or 
keyboard, and like Ron said, he plays the base, he 
could also play guitar if necessary. We three were the 
center of the group."

"Yeah," Ron added, "that's why we were called 'Love 
Times Three' rather than 'Times Six'."

"This is amazing," Lana said with more excitement than 
the boys could understand. "It's much more than just 
coincidence, it's—it's—well it's destiny that's what it 
is!"

"What are you talking about?" John asked a little 
annoyed that Lana would not talk clearly.

"Well, my sisters and I are in a band too, 'Triplet X'. 
I don't think I have to mention who it's named for; 
anyway, we've sort of been denying since we moved here, 
that the band is over with. Ana, especially, hasn't 
been able to admit it, since, well since it's the one 
activity in our lives in which she got to be the boss. 
She's our lead singer you know."

"Wait a second," Ron said, "you have a band, but why is 
it over?" Ron couldn't hide his excitement at the 
thought of a lead female voice living right next door 
to them. "I mean," he continued, "all three of you are 
here."

"But none of us play instruments, we were the vocalists 
and performers, let's face it, a band without musicians 
isn't much of a band." Then, grinning slyly at them she 
added, "then again, a band without vocalist isn't much 
better. Too much music (even good music) with 
absolutely no lyrics can quickly turn into nothing but 
noise."

"It's 4 PM," Ron said assuming his role as leader of 
the band, "we plan to leave for the beach at around 
7:30, that way we can have a decent meal first; Amy 
usually has dinner on the table by 6:30 sharp." Ron 
walked over and stood right in front of Lana saying, 
"Why don't you three meet us in the back room of the 
garage in half-an-hour; bring a list of the songs you 
sing," then smiling added, "along with anything else 
you can share." Saying that, Ron ran his finger from 
the bottom of Lana's cunt to the top and bringing it to 
his mouth sampled the taste.

Ron had a big smile on his face until he caught the 
look of wrath in Lana's eyes, and he then felt the 
fiery fury emanating from her; his smile disappeared 
and he started saying, "What's—"

SMACK!!!

Lana had slapped Ron so hard across the face that he 
actually felt a tooth shake. He just stared at her 
bewildered for a few minutes, then, trying to justify 
his action, though in the back of his mind he realized 
it was wrong to just move in like that, he said 
angrily, "hey, what happened to sharing everything?"

"Let me get one thing clear right now," Lana said 
slowly, but with such strength that Ron couldn't help 
but shut up and listen silently, "I don't mind sharing 
all my food or possessions with any of you, I do not 
mind that if one of us leaves the—PRIVACY—of our own 
room and forget to cover up—" As she said this she 
lifted a foot and placed it on a chair next to her, 
totally opening up her pussy to Ron's view, who could 
not help but notice a few drops of vaginal juices 
leaking out.

"You enjoy the view. Certain parts of my body—NO—make 
that my entire body, and the bodies of my sisters are 
to remain untouched unless I specifically give the 
okay. It is my personal property and no one shares it 
without permission; is that understood?" She continued 
looking deeply and angrily into Ron's eyes, and, even 
though she had directed her comments solely at him, 
John and Don knew she was talking to them too.

Ron, who might normally be turned off by this type of 
reaction, didn't understand why, rather than going 
down, the bulge in his shorts seemed to be getting 
bigger and bigger. He also didn't understand why he 
couldn't say anything to Lana, I mean they knew these 
girls were perverted little bitches, the girls knew 
that they (the boys) loved sex, it was only a matter of 
time before they really united; why delay the 
inevitable? Rather than say any of this, all Ron could 
do was lower his head and nod.

Lana looked over at John and Don who both also quickly 
nodded their agreement. Lana, putting her feet back on 
the ground, began to turn as if to leave, but suddenly, 
without warning, she turned back toward Ron and putting 
her hands around the top of his shorts, dropped to her 
knees, bringing Ron's shorts down with her. She was now 
staring at Ron's freed, and very erect, one eyed 
monster; before Ron could react, she swallowed it and 
began rimming the crown violently with her tongue. She 
was focusing only on the head and crown, and avoided 
contact with any other part of his penis. 

Ron couldn't understand how the minimal attention she 
was giving him could be driving him crazy, then 
suddenly, he felt her bite the of his cock and he (the 
master at holding off ejaculations) was cumming like 
crazy in her mouth after less than a minute or two of 
contact. Not only was he cumming, but he was cumming so 
hard that he lost all strength and using her mouth, 
Lana pulled him to the floor by his penis. Lana had 
swallowed his entire load, one of the most incredibly 
large loads he had ever released, and he hadn't even 
noticed her gulp. Lana stood, leaving him on his knees 
before her, and she opened her cunt with her fingers, 
placing it right at his face.

"One taste slave, only one taste, make it a good one!" 
She commanded.

Ron knew he had to obey, and that he had to make sure 
it was perfect, if he ever hoped to get another chance 
with her. He started from the very bottom, almost at 
her butt hole, and dragged his tongue slowly, but 
surely, up, making sure he made contact with 
everything, her outer lips, her inner lips, the inside, 
the outside and finally butterflying her clit, to which 
he then gave a soft bite. "Was that okay," he asked 
sheepishly.

"For now," she said coldly. Turning to leave and 
finding Hannah standing naked behind her with a shocked 
and almost betrayed look in her eyes. Nobody had seen 
Hannah enter, and Lana suddenly felt a little guilty, 
remembering the girls' pact to have absolutely no sort 
of sexual contact with the boys until their plan for 
revenge was completed.

"What are you doing here," Lana said rather harshly, 
the 'Orgasm Queen' still in full control of her.

Hannah, recognizing immediately who she was talking to 
said, apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to see 
anything, it's just that I was going to go to Mom's 
bathroom and get some toilet paper. I just took a crap 
and realized too late that there is no paper in our 
bathroom. I thought I heard something and just—I'm 
sorry…" she finished lamely, then, almost in tears she 
looked at the boys and said, "you promised us, it was 
your idea, I mean—" but she then lowered her head again 
and said, "I'm sorry, it's not my place to question 
you."

"I haven't broken any promises," Lana said strongly, 
"and you're right, it wouldn't be your place to 
question me if I had. I've been insuring that some 
people understand that certain properties of mine are 
off limits, unless I say otherwise."

Looking back over at Ron, who was still on his knees 
and looking sheepishly at them, Hannah giggled and 
said, "I better find that paper."

"Actually," John said, "there's a small cabinet behind 
the toilet bowl in our bathroom. It's hard to see 
sometimes because it is built into the wall and has a 
sliding door. It's full of things like paper, soap, 
shampoo and toothpaste."

"Oh, thanks," Hannah said, turning to go back upstairs.

"NO," Lana said again very strongly, "why don't we get 
you cleaned up right here." Everyone looked worried as 
to what Lana might have in mind now, and as Hannah 
hesitated slightly, Lana grabbed her by the arm and 
pulled her in front of where Ron was still kneeling. 
Positioning Hannah's backside to Ron, she pushed Hannah 
onto her hands and knees, ass high in the air and legs 
wide apart saying, "CLEAN HER NOW!"

Ron resisted saying, "I'll need paper."

"No you won't," Lana said furiously, "you know what to 
do slave, DO IT, AND DO IT GOOD!"

After only a moment of enduring Lana's fiery gaze, Ron 
turned his head back toward Hannah's crap covered ass 
and, sticking out his tongue, he began to lick the 
inner cheeks clean until they shined. He then turned 
his attention directly to Hannah's dirty hole and the 
area surrounding it. John and Don looked on in shock as 
Ron, whom they had in the past years seen bring at 
least a half-dozen girls to the point of total 
submission, started to ream Hannah's dirty little 
rosebud, leaving it spotless.

"Don't forget the inside!" Lana said firmly as Ron was 
about to lift his head.

Returning to the task, he began pushing his tongue into 
Hannah's ass, swirling it around inside her, taking the 
opportunity to really tongue fuck her ass for a while. 
When Hannah showed signs of wanting to cum, Lana said, 
"that's enough, I'm sure you've learned by now—" Lana 
helped Hannah to her feet and sticking a finger in 
Hannah's pussy, swirled it around a few times, "—not to 
touch my property." She took her finger out of Hannah's 
pussy and brought it to her lips where she licked it as 
she finished saying, "Or you will suffer the 
consequences."

She turned toward the stairs saying, "Come on Hannah, I 
have some news for you and Ana, Ana especially will 
love it." Turning to the boys she said, once again 
cheerful and excited, "we'll see you in the garage in 
around half-an-hour."

Hannah, staying behind, lowered her head nervously and 
said to Lana, "If you please, now that I'm clean, can I 
take a minute to fix myself a quick snack, please."

Lana turned and said, "Yeah, we should all have 
something. I saw some peanut butter and some jelly in 
the counter before, grab a tray and bring them up with 
some bread and a quart of milk. Don't forget the 
glasses and the butter knives."

"Yes my queen," Hannah said unconsciously, quickly 
turning to complete her orders.

As she finished gathering everything from the cupboards 
and the refrigerator, remembering also to grab some 
napkins as well, Hannah turned to see Ron, just then 
getting to his feet. Lana had gone on ahead to their 
room.

Hannah walked over to Ron and handed him a napkin 
saying, "thanks for the clean up, now maybe you should 
do the same for your face."

As Ron grabbed the napkin she added with a jealous look 
that could not be mistaken, "so you triggered the 
'Orgasm Queen'. I don't know whether to congratulate 
you or feel sorry for you." As Ron looked into her 
eyes, clearly at a loss of understanding about her 
statement, she continued, "Lana is truly the sweetest 
and nicest of all of us, very caring and considerate, 
but she does have a dark side; everyone does you know. 
The problem with the 'orgasm queen' is that people who 
trigger her tend to end up very humbled, and at times 
humiliated." Hannah giggled as she added, "you should 
see what Ana turns into after an encounter with her." 

Leaning closer to Ron she whispered, "Have you ever 
seen somebody beg to be allowed to stop cumming, 
pleading in tears because they just can't take any more 
joy?" The envy in Hannah's voice was stronger than 
ever, as she said this. Turning around, she headed 
toward the kitchen exit that led to the stairs, she 
stopped suddenly, just before going through and turning 
she smiled saying, "the strange thing is though, that 
as much as they're humiliated, as much as their 
humbled, as much as they end up hurt, when it's all 
over, victims of the wrath of the 'Orgasm Queen' can 
only dream of one thing, do you know what that is Ron?"

Smiling back, and somehow feeling an incredible 
connection with this girl, Ron said without a doubt, 
"When their next encounter with her will be?"

Smiling once more, Hannah was about to turn and leave 
when she heard the words, "You've Got Mail," coming 
from John's pocket. John still dazed by everything that 
had happened, even though it had not happened to him, 
automatically reached in his pocket and flipping over 
the case of his Pocket PC pressed the express button 
that opened the email program. He was unaware that 
Hannah was deeply studying his handheld, and that in 
the two to three second delay between powering on and 
opening the email program, Hannah was able to get a 
clear view of the currently open program.

"Oh," Hannah said startled, and then to hide her 
surprised reaction quickly added, "Lana had told me to 
hurry, I've taken far too much time, she won't be 
pleased." Turning, she almost ran out of the exit and 
up the stairs.

***

After John returned his Pocket PC to his shorts, 
(having confirmed that the mail was just from an old 
friend, and required no immediate response), John 
looked at Ron, still looking utterly bewildered and 
with shit on his face (literally). John turned to Don 
and said jokingly, "Oh, oh Don, we better be careful, 
or else Lana may have us all on dog collars soon. I 
mean, if she has this kind of effect on 'the Master' 
imagine what she can do to us."

"At least now we know why she alone was worthy of 
supplying the secret ingredient," Don said laughing, 
"she is their leader".

"Well, in activities of this nature, anyway," John 
said, remembering Lana's comment that Ana was leader in 
the musical activities part of their lives.

Looking and Ron, Don noticed a look in his eyes he 
hadn't seen in over six months, not since losing his 
last loyal subject to an unexpected family move. Don 
remembered her wanting to jump from a train to keep 
from being separated from her Master. Ron had had to 
intervene giving her a direct commandment to go quietly 
with her family and forget him forever. Don silently 
wondered now how it had worked out for her, out loud he 
said, "Ron, are you okay?"

"So, she thinks she can turn the Master into her own 
personal slave does she!" Ron said angrily.

John, realizing his last comment had had an unpleasant 
reaction, tried to fix the situation by saying, "Ron, 
it was just a joke, we know that what just happened 
here was a fluke, she caught you off guard and to tell 
you the truth anybody caught off guard by her would 
probably done the same if not worse, so there is no 
need to go schizo on us now."

"What is wrong with her? She's dying for us to give her 
a good fucking, probably all at once. What was Hannah 
saying about a promise or a deal; I'll bet you anything 
it's that they wouldn't let us touch them in the most 
'fun' way. But why, what does she get out of holding 
back?" Ron was getting more excited, and increasingly 
angrier as he tried to analyze the situation.

"It's really not important Ron," Don said calmly, 
"anyway; she never actually said we won't get what we 
want; if anything, she said it's definitely coming, 
just when she says so. She probably needs to feel in 
charge of it."

"But why wait for something she wants and can get now?" 
Ron puzzled.

"I think that's pretty obvious Ron," John said smiling, 
"they want us to suffer. Well, Lana does anyway, 
probably wants us all on our knees begging her to let 
us cum."

"I don't beg," Ron said, "I don't follow orders, I do 
not let girls drag me around on a leash, and I do not 
submit to humiliation!" He wiped some more shit off his 
face. "That girl is going to be my next Melissa, my 
next Rosanne, my next Clarice, I promise you that!"

John and Don were really looking worried now. "Ron," 
John said, "all those girls you mentioned were helpless 
submissive 'nut-jobs' just waiting for someone to 
dominate them. How many times did we have to stay up 
with you, trying to make you feel better about 
yourself, after a night of putting one of them through 
hell?" John now sounded a little angry himself, 
"seriously," he continued, "how you managed to end up 
with so many torture loving freaks in Junior High 
School still amazes me."

"That's because I'm the 'Master'," Ron said calmly, 
studying the shit covered napkin in his hand, "and a 
master can always tell a true submissive when he sees 
one."

"Well you didn't see one in Lana," Don said, "believe 
me; you will never turn her into a Melissa Watkins."

"Who said anything about turning Lana into a Melissa," 
Ron questioned still closely studying the crap covered 
napkin.

"If you're looking to dominate someone," Don continued, 
"you should put your money on Ana, from what Hannah 
says—"

"From what Hannah says, Ana isn't a true submissive. 
No, a true submissive never begs their master to stop 
what they are doing, no matter how much it kills them. 
No," Ron said bringing the napkin to his nose and 
sniffing it, like a lion trying to get the scent of his 
prey, "No, a true submissive knows to keep their mouth 
shut while their master is in action, no matter what. 
If they do speak to their masters, it will only be to 
apologize or to beg permission to do the most basic 
things."

"Like eat?" John questioned, starting to follow Ron's 
thoughts.

"It wasn't completely Lana's idea to keep us from 
having sex," Ron said in a surprise shift of the 
conversation, "they made a promise to each other not to 
have sex with us until a certain time. They're up to 
something, and they are pissed at us for some reason."

John and Don looked at Ron suspiciously and Don said, 
"and you know this because…"

"There's only one reason why three hot female lovers of 
sex would make a pack not to have sex with three hot 
male lovers of sex." Ron said coming to a conclusion.

"And that reason is?" John questioned.

"You said it yourself brother, to make us suffer. They 
want to punish us for something. The only thing they 
can get from withholding the sex, they so much want, 
from us is revenge."

After thinking it over a bit John said, "I have to 
admit brother, it makes sense, but what have we done to 
them?"

"You know," Don said suddenly joining in on the hard 
thinking, "Lana was really stressing the privacy of 
their own room; you don't suppose that—"

"No way," John said as he pulled out his Pocket PC and 
opened it straight to the surveillance program and a 
view of the girls' room. He watched as Lana leaned over 
the computer desk looking puzzled, as if searching for 
something.

"What is she doing," Ron asked, still looking at her 
with a bit of awe.

"Probably trying to figure out how to turn it on," John 
joked, "she might be queen of orgasms, but I happen to 
know that Hannah is the computer and electronics queen 
among them." Noticing the tray on the bed and Ana next 
to it he added, "Hannah must be in the bathroom 
finishing that clean-up." As he giggled at the look on 
Ron's face he added, "Oh, see, here she comes now, and 
she's explaining something to Lana."

As they watched, Lana stood up and walked over to the 
bed; she signaled her sisters to sit on either side of 
her, opening her legs wide she placed the tray between 
her legs as she spoke.

"Looks like she's about to fill them in on the possible 
band merger." John said.

As Lana talked, she opened the jar of peanut butter and 
using a knife began to spread some, not on a piece of 
bread, but on her two breasts.

"See there," John said, "if they are mad at us, it 
can't be because they know we're secretly watching 
them. Come on, let's get to the studio, we can watch 
this on the super-screen."

Ron took one more look at Lana and thought, "Don't 
worry miss 'Orgasm Queen' the Master knows how to get 
revenge too. And I'll get my revenge on you by taking 
away one of your most prized possessions," and he then 
shifted his look to Hannah, by her side.


Chapter Twelve – Band Merger


As Hannah entered the girls' room carrying her tray, 
she saw both Ana and Lana looking curiously at the 
computer screen. Hannah had something important to say, 
but she had suddenly gotten an immediate call of nature 
and, putting the tray on the bed, flashed by without a 
word.

"I could have sworn she was just in there," Ana said, 
going over to the bed and sitting by the tray.

"Great," Lana said, "When I really need her, she 
doesn't even look at me. I have got to find out what 
that beeping is all about."

"It only beeped for like half-a-second," Ana said.

"Yeah, but it's the second time I heard it. That's what 
woke me up before. It's like an alarm or something, it 
must mean something." Just then it began beeping again 
and Lana bent over the monitor trying to figure out 
what the beeping meant. "Well," Lana said, "there's no 
doubt it's coming from the computer."

Just then, Hannah re-entered the room, in time to hear 
a final beeping, and said, "Oh, the spy alert."

"The what," Lana asked puzzled and Hannah came over to 
her and also bent over the desk.

"The spy alert; it's a small alarm I set up. It lets us 
know when a computer on the network uses our room's 
camera." Since Lana was still looking puzzled Hannah 
added, "In other words, it tells us when we are being 
watched."

"Being watched," Lana said with a confused expression, 
"but they are still in the kitchen aren't they? Plus, 
it beeped like a minute or two before you came up, for 
like half-a-second. Is there someone else watching us?"

"I don't think so," Hannah said. "I caught a glimpse of 
John's Pocket PC just before coming up, he got an email 
alert and checked it, I'm sure I saw our room on it 
just before the email program opened. That would have 
been around the time you say you heard the first beep."

"So they can not only watch us from their room," Lana 
said getting up and moving to the bed, feeling a tingle 
of excitement, "but pretty much from anywhere in the 
house. Hannah, pull up our room on the screen, then 
come sit next to me, I want to see exactly what they're 
seeing."

Getting on the center of the bed, she watched herself 
on the Plasma TV, and spreading her legs wide, she made 
room for the tray. There wasn't going to be much time 
for play, they had to take a quick bath and get into 
their costumes if they wanted to join the boys in the 
garage. "Ana, get on my other side," Lana said. She had 
never considered herself an exhibitionist, but she 
couldn't deny that knowing they were watching was 
getting her very hot and horny, and the thought of not 
giving them a show worth watching, even a very short 
one, repulsed her.

"I have some news I think you're going to like." Lana 
said, looking directly at Ana, but Hannah had already 
heard in the kitchen that the news would be for all of 
them. "I'll prepare some sandwiches while I tell you, 
but, in the meantime," she grabbed the jar of peanut 
butter and the butter knife from the tray as she said 
this, "the two of you can start eating." She spread the 
peanut butter over her breasts and pulled her sisters 
heads to them. Instantly, and unquestionably, they 
started to suck and lick them clean, eating the peanut 
butter and her boobs.

Lana began preparing a few sandwiches and said, 
"There's an all night party for kids our age at the 
beach tonight. DON'T STOP, either of you!" Lana 
screamed this as she sensed that Ana, in the excitement 
of hearing the news wanted to stop and look up at her. 
Hannah, on the other hand, had never even dreamed of 
stopping what she been commanded to do. "You don't need 
your mouths to hear what I have to say. Now, not only 
will we be going to this party with the boys, we have a 
chance to perform and really let ourselves be known."

Without stopping her feasting, this time, Ana looked 
up, locking eyes with Lana, giving her a questioning 
glance. Just then they heard another series of beeps 
and Lana said, "Weren't they watching us?"

Hannah looked up at the screen and saw a number three 
in the top right corner of the screen. Almost instantly 
it reduced to the number two. Having completely cleaned 
Lana's boob, Hannah reached for a sandwich and took the 
opportunity to speak, "You see that number 2 on the top 
corner of the screen?" Lana gave a small nod and Hannah 
went on, "It's another little thing I added, only we 
can see it, it tells us how many computers are using 
the camera in front of us. A moment ago it was at 3. 
One is our computer and another was John's Pocket PC, I 
don't know what the other was, but there was a third 
one for a moment."

"They're in the garage now," Lana said, "it's were we 
are suppose to meet them when we're ready. Is it 
possible for them to be watching us from a computer in 
there?"

"Probably," Hannah said, "this whole area around our 
house, garage included, is probably one giant hot zone. 
But why do they want us to meet them in the garage?"

"Because they have a musical band, and we'll be singing 
with them." Lana said.

Unable to hold the shock of excitement at this news, 
Ana released the nipple she had been nibbling on to 
say, "they have a band!"

Lana shot her an angry glance and grabbing the jar of 
jelly told Hannah, "Get this tray out of the way." As 
Hannah instantly complied, Lana spread her legs even 
wider and spreading jelly all over her groin area, 
including inside her twat she said, "Ana, now that 
you've had some peanut butter, don't forget the jelly. 
Be quick, but be thorough, we need to take a quick bath 
and get into our costumes. Since we'll be at the beach, 
we can use the swimsuit version."

Ana bent down and instantly began licking up the jelly. 
Letting her tongue work deep into Lana's pussy, Ana 
savored both the sweet taste of the Jelly and the even 
sweeter taste of her sister.

***

After the girls had finished taking a quick bath, they 
returned to their room; the sound of a beep followed 
them in, and looking up at the screen, they saw the 
number 1 in the corner suddenly change to a 2 and 
Hannah said, "they must have been using the bathroom 
camera while we were in there." 

Quickly going to the closet and digging out their 
costumes, they put them on. They then minimized the 
surveillance program window on their computer and put 
the system in hibernation.

"We don't want anyone walking in and seeing anything 
they shouldn't," Hannah said.

"Actually, I think if the upstairs maid comes in, 
she'll be too horrified by that peanut butter and jelly 
covered blanket to notice much else," Lana said, "we 
better get it in the linen hamper before going."

Having taken care of this final task, they prepared to 
step out when Lana suddenly said, "Don't forget the 
song book, Ana and remember, once there, you are our 
leader." Ana looked at Lana with a big smile and she 
grabbed a book that lay on the end table.

***

In the garage, Ron said from the front of the 75 inch 
Plasma TV screen he'd been watching, "they're on their 
way, you better shut down quick."

John instantly powered down the computer at which he 
was sitting; Ron turned off the screen just as he heard 
some noise in the garage.

"This garage looks pretty big from the outside, how is 
it that there is only room for one car," Ana asked.

"I expect the rest of the garage is behind that door," 
Hannah said walking to a single door on the back wall.

"Come on," Lana said, "they said to just walk in."

*** 

As the girls entered the studio, Ron looked them over 
and said, "Cool costumes, where'd you get them?" He 
looked over the apparently completely leather costumes. 
They were sort of shaped like full body swim suits; 
they also had on long leather gloves and tall leather 
boots that sort of hugged their legs to just below the 
knees. 

As the girls stood side by side, he couldn't help 
laughing as he realized that there were large diagonal 
cut outs in front of each of their suits; the two 
diagonal cut-outs began just below each breast and 
moved across to just above the groin area, together the 
two cut-outs formed a large "X" that intersected at 
each of the girls clearly visible belly buttons.

"Mom designed these for us herself," Ana said proudly.

"What do you do if you have to go to the bathroom," 
John asked curiously, noticing that though the suits 
were pretty low cut on top, there didn't appear to be 
any way to get to the bottom area other than completely 
removing the entire suit.

Smiling, Lana reached behind her and the boys heard 
what sounded like a Velcro patch being separated, Lana 
then put her hand just above her groin area and pulled 
forward completely separating the bottom of the suit 
revealing her naked; she then turned and bent to show 
off her naked asshole and give an even better view of 
her now open cunt. Lana presented the separated portion 
of her costume to John for a closer inspection.

John took it and showed great interest in something he 
saw on the inside area. It seemed to be a rubber, 
suspiciously phallic shaped object on a hinge that 
could either lay flat against the puffy leather 
material, or stand completely perpendicular to it. On 
still closer inspection, he noticed what looked like a 
switch, on the end that remained against the material 
in the standing position. Giving the switch a flick, 
John almost dropped the entire thing when it began to 
vibrate.

"Please tell me you don't use this while singing," John 
said, "the moaning could definitely throw the song off 
key."

Grabbing it back, turning it off, and repositioning the 
vibrator in the parallel, non-active position, Lana 
reattached it to the rest of her costume saying, "Don't 
be silly, that's just to keep a person calm between 
songs. I'm sure you know that singing in front of a 
large audience can be unnerving."

"Did you say Mom designed these," Don asked a little 
unbelieving.

"Yeah," Ana said, "she's pretty cool when it comes to 
this kind of stuff." Then, seeing the surprised look in 
the boys' eyes Ana quickly added, "designing clothes I 
meant." Then, on a second thought added, "And probably 
what you were thinking too."

"Are those lights boarding the 'X' cutout," Ron asked, 
taking another good look at the costumes himself.

"Yeah," watch this Ana said, pressing on an area 
between her boobs. The other girls did the same and the 
lights around the 'X' started to flash on and off. 
Standing side by side, it was like a sign that flashed 
'XXX'. Stopping the demonstration Ana said, "Enough 
about our costumes; show us what you have to offer and 
let's start singing."

*** 

The boys led the girls deeper into the studio, which 
truly was large for being in the back room of a garage, 
and the girls took instant note of the giant screen TV 
against the back wall, as well as a wire that connected 
to the computer on the desk under it.

Noticing their looks of interest, John said, "Any DVD 
movie can be watched on the big screen there, as well 
as movies downloaded in any file format."

The girls next took note of very large sofa in the 
middle of the room facing the screen, and the two love 
seats on either side of it, facing each other. All of 
which, the girls were sure, could be converter to very 
nice sized beds.

Again John seemed to read their thoughts and said, "We 
take our music seriously, sometimes we practice so 
late, we just camp out here."

Looking at the very corner of another wall, the girls 
saw a full drum set, a keyboard organ and a base 
guitar. There were also several speakers and 
microphones on stands.

"We set everything up so we can start practicing 
immediately," Ron said, adding, "Did you bring that 
song list?"

Ana passed the songbook to Ron, who, after flipping 
through several pages stated, "This is good, we play 
almost all these songs. Now let's try a few and hear 
you sing."

***

After and hour of, what all involved agreed, was an 
awesome practice, they all sat at the sofa to rest a 
while before going in to eat a quick dinner and pack-up 
the instruments and equipment for transfer.

"How, exactly, do we get all this down there," Lana 
asked.

"We have a trailer that it all fits in nicely. Usually 
we would attach it to the car, but since we're only 
going three blocks, we can push it there manually." 
John replied.

"I can't wait for them to hear us tonight," Ron said. 
"Love Times Three is so going to rule this town!"

The boys noticed the girls stiffen at this statement 
and they said, "What's wrong?"

"What do you mean, 'Love Times Three' will rule this 
town," Ana asked angrily, "Our name is 'Triplet X'."

"It's our instruments that will be playing," Don said.

"But it's our voices that will be heard," Hannah 
countered.

Lana, deciding to break off the argument said, to the 
boys, "This is not 'Love Times Three'." Then, turning 
quickly to Hannah and Ana before the boys could answer 
said, "and I'm sorry girls, but it is not 'Triplet X' 
either. This is a new band, and as such, should have a 
new name."

Everyone around looked a little sour, but slowly nodded 
their agreement. They then began trying to think of a 
name.

"Whatever the name is," Ana said, "it should really 
have an 'X' in it. It's what justifies the X's on our 
costumes."

"But all our instruments and playing shirts say, 
'LOVE'," Ron pointed out.

"How about 'Anderson Triple X Love'," Hannah 
questioned.

"We're waiting for the okay from your master before 
reaching that point in our relationship," Ron said 
coldly. Then, noticing the cold stare from Lana add, "I 
don't think the family name should be in it, family 
bands went out with the Jacksons, the Osmonds and the 
Partridge Family."

"Who are all of them," Hannah asked puzzled.

"I rest my case," Ron said with a smile.

"What about 'Love Times Six'," Don suggested. "The 'X' 
can represent a multiplication sign."

"It's not fair if the new name is pretty much just the 
present name of you band with a different number," Ana 
argued. "I mean what if I suggested we be 'Triplet X 
Love'?"

"THAT'S IT," Ron said suddenly, "It's perfect; we can 
be 'Triplet X Love Times Two'."

"Times Two," Ana questioned dubiously.

"Yeah," Ron said, "What do you get when you multiply a 
set of triplets by 2; don't you get six wild kids? 
Anyway, we are double what was in either 'Triplet X' or 
'Love Times Three'."

"Triplet X Love Times Two," Lana said, letting the name 
roll off her tongue, then, with a smile she said, "I 
like it!"

"Well," Ron said, "I guess that settles it, the Queen 
has spoken; look out world, here comes 'Triplet X Love 
Times Two'!"

 
Chapter Thirteen – Lifestyles of the Young and Perverse


"So, what's wrong?" Josie asked as she noticed the look 
of worry on Laura's face.

They were back on the sun deck of the yacht and were 
sitting across from each other, enjoying the calm sea 
air and the last of the day's sun.

"What do you mean?" Laura asked sitting up from her 
reclined position to look straight at Josie; as she 
did, her naked breasts swung slightly back and forth, 
though for the most part, they stood firm before her.

"I mean, that you are worried about something, and it's 
keeping you from talking to your husband. Believe me 
when I tell you it is never good when you can't say 
what you want to. It's definitely not a way to start a 
marriage." Then she added with a concerned and 
knowledgeable look that made Laura believe Josie was 
speaking from experience, "I know!"

Though Laura wanted to hear the woman's experience, and 
especially, how she obviously survived it, she was more 
concerned with something else at the moment, "how do 
you know Stan and I haven't been talking?"

"I was with you two in the galley, remember? Both at 
lunch and at the snack you had just half-an-hour ago. 
Not only do you not talk to each other, you both 
constantly avoid looking each other in the eyes; Henry 
and I were like that once."

"Well, we've spent most of our time in our cabin," 
Laura said defensively, "how do you know we don't talk 
there?" Laura stopped looking Josie in the face as she 
said this, and dropped her eyes instead to Josie's 
almost totally bald pussy. Josie was sitting Indian 
style on the lounge chair and this had the tendency to 
open her to her fullest, Laura saw the liquid pooling 
there, and unconsciously licked her lips, desiring so 
much to have a drink, she was really starting to miss 
her girls.

"I spend most of my time aboard reading in my cabin," 
Josie said, lying without missing a beat, "you know the 
cabin next to yours. I doubt the one word imperatives 
I've heard shouted through the wall all of last night 
and most of today were part of everyday conversation."

Josie had said this with a smile in her eyes and such a 
mischievous grin, that Laura couldn't help smiling, and 
then actually breaking out into laughter. The first 
time she'd truly laughed since the wedding. She 
couldn't help but trust this gorgeous, naked red-head 
in front of her.

Becoming a bit serious, yet much calmer, (laughter 
truly has an incredible healing power) Laura said, "You 
were saying that Henry and you were having a problem 
communicating once?"

"Yeah, a stupid block in our relationship, caused by 
ridiculous suspicions neither of us wanted to voice out 
loud. It actually started with a demotion he had 
received when the company he was working at during the 
beginning of our marriage started down-sizing. Henry 
couldn't bring himself to tell me he'd be working for 
almost half what he'd been earning to that point, and 
his manner changed somewhat. He couldn't talk to me or 
look me directly in the eye, and when he started giving 
me less money than usual for personal things, I started 
wondering if he was possibly giving the rest of the 
money to someone else."

"You thought he was having an affair," Laura said 
shocked.

"That's what happens when you can't say what's really 
happening; you start thinking the wrong things. My 
attitude toward Henry changed dramatically, especially 
in bed; I couldn't perform properly wondering who else 
he might be sleeping with. He noticed my sudden lack of 
enthusiasm for him in bed, and knowing that I loved sex 
more than anything, he started thinking that possibly I 
wasn't receptive to him because I was satisfying my 
much loved needs somewhere else."

"You're kidding," Laura said, "so you were thinking he 
might be having an affair, and he was thinking you 
might be having one, and you just couldn't ask each 
other what was wrong?"

"Needless to say it almost destroyed our marriage."

"How did you survive," Laura asked, almost begging to 
know the secret.

"Martin and Kim, a couple we had recently met, noticed 
the change in our attitude and decided to butt in. Kim 
talked to me, and Martin talked with Henry. The idea 
was that if we couldn't talk to each other, maybe we 
could talk to them, with the understanding that they 
would then share our stories with no one but each 
other. It turned out to be quite easy to talk to Kim, I 
mean we all want to say what is our mind, it is just 
that sometimes the people closest to us (like a spouse 
or kids) are not the easiest to talk to. 

"I was dying to talk; I just couldn't talk to Henry. 
Henry also found it very simple to talk to and confide 
his suspicions to Martin. Once Martin and Kim talked 
over what they had learned from us, and realized we 
were both suffering from the same false suspicions, 
they helped Henry and me to talk to each other. Then, 
when it was all over they showed us a way to prevent 
such false ideas of infidelity from ever getting in the 
way of our marriage again."

"Well how did they do that?" Laura asked almost 
astonished.

"Oh," Josie said, stretching her legs and lying back in 
the lounge chair, closing her eyes, "they simply 
convinced us to have sex with them."

Josie said this in such a 'matter-a-fact, something 
that happens every day' way, that Laura was left 
staring at her with her mouth open. Josie didn't say 
any more to elaborate, and Laura had, in fact, even 
thought she'd fallen asleep until she re-opened her 
eyes for a moment to look at the sun set over the sea.

Laura, curious and desperate to hear more said, "What 
do you mean they convinced you to have sex with them? 
How could that possibly help?"

"They showed us the statistics and facts that prove 
that fear of, or suspicion of infidelity is the leading 
cause of divorces, not only in the United States, but 
around the world. Also, they showed us the facts that 
prove that in cases of actual infidelity, the action 
was triggered by a man or woman's natural instinct to 
feel something new from time to time; not get stuck in 
the same daily routine for the rest of our lives. 

"Having an open marriage, they call it swinging 
sometimes, eliminates all those problems. You and your 
spouse can always experience something new, and there's 
no need for jealousy or suspicions of infidelity, 
because you are always sharing the new experiences 
together."

"So you and Henry have been 'swingers' now for a long 
time?"

"Three years," Josie said proudly.

"And it really works," Laura said amazed, "being able 
to have sex with people other than one another?"

"Absolutely, and you wouldn't believe the incredible 
number of people who share our beliefs; and I'm talking 
about people from all walks of life, doctors, lawyers, 
politicians, teachers, taxi drivers, garbage men, etc. 
We've actually found, that the closest knit families 
are the ones were, not only the husband and wife, but 
also the children, share in the experience too."

Laura almost dropped a glass she was using to sip a 
piña colada, "Their children," she said aloud, "you 
mean, there are people out there that, well that do it, 
with their own children?" 

Laura was trying to sound outraged, but she couldn't 
quite hide the excitement in her eyes as she thought 
that maybe her family wasn't quite as 'eccentric' as 
she had previously believed.

"Oh dear," this is the 21st century, denial of the 
existence of incest died with the middle ages. It has 
long been proven that nothing forms a closer bond in 
the family than regular sexual intimacy."

"Yes," Laura said suddenly, "that's exactly what I've 
been thinking, a close bond; you wouldn't believe how 
incredibly close and strong. A bond that just can't be 
broken because you add new members to the family; what 
you do with new family members is let them become part 
of the existing bond: but how, how do you explain that 
to the new family members?" 

Laura was looking totally stressed as she semi-
confessed her predicament to Josie. Josie, on the other 
hand, was the one now wearing a look of surprise. It 
looked like getting Laura to accept her life style was 
not going to be as much of a problem as she thought, 
just getting her to accept that she already lived it.

*** 

Stan, in the meantime, was in the control room with 
Henry as he steered the yacht. "This is great," Stan 
said, "one day I am definitely buying a yacht of my 
own. Thanks for letting me steer for a while."

"No problem," Henry said smiling, his long dick (even 
when non-erect) swinging back and forth between his 
legs, as he moved with the steering wheel. "As long as 
you didn't crash the boat, no one is in trouble."

As Stan watched the pendulum motion of Henry's cock 
with an almost hypnotized gaze, his own couldn't help 
but spring to life. An action that did not go unnoticed 
by Henry, who, smiling said, "Josie told me that you 
and your wife had initially ignored reading the 
contract's fine print, I hope you aren't feeling any 
discomfort."

"Believe it or not," Stan said, "it suddenly feels just 
like home, at least the home I've had up to now. With a 
wife, three teenage daughters, and a new servant, a lot 
of things may have to change." Stan said this so 
gloomily that Henry seriously felt sorry for him.

"Is that what you've been avoiding telling your new 
wife, that you don't want to change your lifestyle? You 
shouldn't have to, you know."

"Yeah," Stan said with a defiant, THAT'S RIGHT 
attitude, but then lowered his head and said, "but she 
shouldn't have to either."

"Well," Henry said, "that's were the art of 
compromising comes in: unfortunately, compromising only 
comes after clearly outlining both sides of a 
situation." Henry was saying this in a humorous way, 
but it was obvious he was trying to make a point that 
was dead serious.

"Where's the compromise in the lifestyle I lead at home 
and the lifestyle she must've lead?" Stan was very 
pensive as he thought this out loud, then, he noticed 
the confused look on Henry's face and he said, "What's 
wrong?"

"What do you mean, 'the lifestyle she must've lead' 
don't you know for sure what sort of life your wife 
lead?"

"Well," Stan said, "I'd never really been over to her 
old house."

"In one year of almost daily dating you never once 
visited her house?"

"She never invited me, and anyway, I never invited her 
over to my place, I wasn't ready for her to see how I 
lived. We got along fine outside the houses, and after 
six months we started going out from time to time with 
the kids; so they could get to know each other."

"But never in each others houses," Henry repeated 
suspiciously, then asked, "didn't you spend the night 
together, at least once, before the wedding?"

"Of course we did," Stan said, lost as to why Henry 
seemed so perplexed. "At least twice a month we'd 
escape to a nice motel or a B&B. Laura insisted on 
alternating the payments; I'd pay for one get-away, and 
she'd pay for the other. Why do you look so puzzled?"

"You never found it odd that she would rather pay extra 
to stay at a motel than bring you to her house to spend 
the night?"

"Well no, like I said, I never brought her over to my 
house."

"Yeah," Henry said slyly, "you also told me your reason 
was so she wouldn't find out the type of lifestyle you 
lead…" then, after a small pause in which he led these 
words sink in to Stan, he asked, "what was her reason?"

Shocked by the question, Stan opened his mouth to 
answer, but found himself at a loss for words, he 
thought back at the few times over the past year when 
he had hinted visiting Laura's house, how she always 
seemed to have a ready made excuse to him out (just 
like he did, actually, when she made similar hints 
about visiting him), "Well," Stan continued, "her 
reason was because—well because," as he just could not 
think why at the moment, he said the only thing that 
made sense to him, "because she didn't want me to see 
the kind of lifestyle she was leading?"

"Hmmm," Henry said in deep thought, "you know, maybe 
the next time you and your wife are in bed, you should 
bring up the subject of lifestyles, I've a feeling the 
two of you may have a lot more room to compromise than 
you can even imagine."

"You know," Stan said, suddenly wondering just how 
different his and Laura's lives were, "maybe I should."


Chapter Fourteen – Triplet X Love Times Two


When the kids finished their rehearsal, they entered 
the house to find that Amy was not only finally awake, 
but that she had a four course meal waiting for them.

"It's your first official dinner as brothers and 
sisters and it should be something special," Amy said 
as she finished setting the large dining room table 
around which 12 people could comfortably sit.

"So what are we having," Ron asked expectantly, "some 
lobster, ham, or roast duck?" 

"The main course is meatloaf and potatoes," Amy said 
grinning.

"Meatloaf and potatoes," they all questioned, a little 
disappointed.

"Well, what's special about that," Lana asked making a 
face.

"What's special," Amy said, bringing in the first 
course (a lovely garden salad), "is that you're all 
sharing it with three new brethren."

As Amy said this, she smiled at Lana, who, smiling back 
said, "Yeah, that is special, isn't it?"

"Damn," Don said suddenly as he grabbed his salad."

"What's wrong," Hannah asked.

"Just French, or Ranch, and no time to make our own," 
he said, holding up the bottles of salad dressing.

They all laughed at this and began having a very 
enjoyable dinner.

After the plates from the final course had been cleared 
away, the kids told Amy and Pietro they needed to talk 
to them, and could they join them in the family room.

*** 

"Okay," Amy said after a few minutes of staring at the 
kids and they're not speaking, "so what do you want to 
talk to us about?"

"Umm," John said, "umm—do you like the girls' 
costumes," he asked lamely."

"Like 'em," Amy said, "I want to rip them off and try 
them out myself, their amazing!" She then added, 
somewhat unconvincingly, "the clothes I mean. By the 
way girls, you sound amazing too. I could you 
practicing."

"Well, thanks Amy," Ana said proudly.

"But," Pietro then said, speaking for the first time, 
"I get the feeling that there is something else you 
want to tell us."

"Yeah, well—" Ron began.

"The truth is—" Ana started slowly, and then rather 
quickly said, "well the truth is we've formed a new 
band, 'Triplet X Love Times Two'!"

"And triple X love it is," Amy said, almost hopefully.

"No," Lana said giggling, "not 'triple X', 'Triplet 
X'."

"It looks triple X to me," Amy said tauntingly as she 
gave the girls costumes another inspection.

"Look Amy," John finally said, "the thing is that we 
have our first gig tonight at an all night beach party 
for High School students."

"We'll be able to meet kids our own age and make a name 
for ourselves all at once," Ana added.

"And all you need from us," Amy said, looking over at 
Pietro, "is the permission to go."

"Well the two of you are sort of in charge you know," 
Ana confessed.

"Sounds fine with me," Amy said, "let's get down 
there."

"Umm, it's sort of no parents or adults allowed," Ron 
said nervously.

"Oh, I assure you, neither Pietro nor I are parents, 
yet, as for being adult, have I ever looked or acted 
like an adult? As for Pietro here, he's not an adult 
either, he's the extra help you will need to quickly 
pack up all of your equipment and drag it three blocks 
to the beach." Amy said all this with an air of humor, 
but there was nothing funny about the stern look she 
was giving all of them.

"There is absolutely no way you are going to let us go 
to this party alone, is there," Lana said frowning a 
bit.

"And tell your parents that what we did on your second 
night in a new and unknown town, where we know no one 
and no one knows us, was to send you to an all night 
beach party alone? Umm—I think the answer to that is, 
NO WAY! Anyway, I wouldn't miss your first 'gig' 
together for the world. Now, enough talking, we've got 
some packing to do.

***

An hour later, they set off for the beach, together, 
Pietro and the boys pushing and pulling the trailer 
filled with all their equipment; this included not only 
the instruments, speakers and mikes, but also some 
stage lights that could be mounted on stands, should 
extra lighting be required. The girls were pushing a 
second cart which was full of such things as, six 
sleeping bags, an additional tent (somewhat smaller 
than the one they had waiting for them), and ice box 
full of ice, and a portable barbecue, Amy had also 
placed a large bag in it, but she hadn't mentioned what 
was in it.

Amy herself was in the rear, she was carrying two 
shopping bags with things she had purchased as they 
passed the 24 hour supermarket, these included such 
things as: a bag of coal, lighter fluid, a box of 
hamburgers, a box of hot dogs, as well as one of 
sausages for the morning. There were also some extra 
necessities such as: hamburger and hot dog buns, 
ketchup, mustard, and of course two cases of soda.

The kids reminded Amy that they had just eaten a four 
course meal, but Amy reminded them that if they were 
going to spend the next 24 hours or more on the beach, 
there was a good chance they would get hungry again 
before they left.

One block from where the public beach would start, Lana 
noticed the giant stone wall that seemed to cover a 
whole block of the beach, not letting anyone see beyond 
it. "Why is this part of the beach walled off," she 
asked curiously.

"I'm not really sure," Ron said, "I haven't had a 
chance to investigate it. I heard something about a 
private beach where no one under 18 is allowed; that's 
probably it, since once we get to the open beach we can 
walk on it completely. It's like 15 blocks from one 
side to another, and curves to eventually go around 
this street and up the adjacent one."

"Wow," Ana, who had always loved the beach said, "what 
a great place to live, beaches all around."

***

They found their tent, right where the boys had put it 
up the second time around. Katrina and Jason Wilson 
were lying it, they seemed suspiciously out of breath 
for, as they stated, having just been catching a nap.

"Wow, John," Jason said, his eyes nearly popping from 
his head, "are these your sisters?"

Ron made the formal introduction, pointing out the 
letters on the corner left side of the girls' costumes, 
as well as on their necklaces (which were clearly 
visible due to the extra-short cut of their costumes). 
Ron also introduced Amy (as a friend) and Pietro as the 
butler (he explained how he was there to help with the 
equipment delivery and setup).

When Katrina and Jason let slip that they were only in 
Junior High School, Lana said, "I thought that pre-High 
School students weren't coming to the party?"

"They're not," Katrina said a little mournful, "but 
every year one of the local families is chosen to be in 
charge of party, this year we got the job. Debbie, 
especially, is in charge of the entertainment, and 
since we're helping her get everything ready, we have 
special permission to stay through the whole thing."

"Well," Lana said, realizing that her outburst was a 
bit rude, "I'm glad for that."

Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, someone rushed over and 
started hugging the boys as if they were her salvation. 
The girls were shocked, when this person turned to them 
and started hugging them too.

Getting a good look at who was hugging her, Lana saw 
that it was a very beautiful young brunette, and from 
her red, swollen eyes, she had obviously been crying.

"Debbie," John said, "is everything all right?"

"No," Debbie said, almost breaking out into tears 
again, "I mean—yes, yes everything is all right, now 
that you're here. We had a problem, but with you here, 
it's not a problem any more."

"You didn't have any difficulty adding us to the 
program so late, I hope," Ron said a bit confused.

"No," Debbie said, "nothing like that, I mean, I'm in 
charge of getting the bands, I can add anyone I want; 
which is why my career in High School was almost over 
before I ever started my first year." When everyone 
threw her a puzzled look she explained, "both of the 
live bands that were scheduled to go on tonight had to 
cancel on me at the last minute: one band got arrested 
on the way over here for DUI, as well as possession of 
drugs, the way I here it, they can't be bailed out 
until at least tomorrow afternoon; the other band had 
one of their key musicians and their lead singer come 
down with measles, the rest of the band is currently in 
quarantine." 

"Wait a minute," Ana said suddenly, "are you saying 
that we are not only on the entertainment list, but 
that we are the only entertainment for this all night 
party?"

"No, no, as you can here, we have our DJ, and he has 
plenty of music, but you are the only live 
entertainment, and my heroes. I was in tears thinking 
what it would be like in school this year when, as the 
person in charge of entertainment, I failed to produce 
a band here tonight. Then, someone mentioned that they 
had just seen the most awesome looking band arrive and 
head this way, and I knew it had to be you."

Lana looked worriedly at the boys and said, "This isn't 
fair."

"What's wrong," John asked, "we can handle it, we'll 
just divide the songs into sets of maybe two or three 
at a time, with the DJ and his records giving us say a 
good half-hour at least between sets."

"I don't think Lana is talking about the load of work," 
Ana said, "I think she's talking about the pressure."

"What are you talking about," Don asked.

"Don't you see," Hannah explained, "being an extra last 
minute band providing good relief for the actual bands 
is one thing, but to be the only live band, it sort of 
puts a bit of extra pressure on us to be more than 
good, more than fantastic even, we have to be awesome!"

"And—" Ana continued, "Though only one hour of every 
having practiced together, I can truly guarantee that 
we are—FANTASTIC—I can't guarantee that we are—
AWESOME."

"But you will be," Debbie said, "I know you will, and 
anyway, I'll explain, when I introduce you, how you 
have accepted the challenge of filling in at such a 
late hour, when our entire night could have been lost. 
That should alleviate some pressure by having everyone 
appreciate the fact that we have a band at all."

The boys looked at the girls who, after talking among 
themselves said, "Okay, start setting up the equipment, 
but give us 15 to 20 minutes alone in the tent to calm 
our nerves a bit."

The boys nodded at them, smiling as they knew what the 
girls intended to do.

Instantly the girls walked into the tent and zipping it 
up, ripped off the Velcro pads in their costume's groin 
sections; quickly positioning the vibrator in the 
active position, so that it easily slipped into their 
cunts when reattached, they switched the vibrators on 
and tightened the Velcro pads again.

After only a minute, the girls, who had as yet not 
spoken, felt much calmer.

"I feel so much better," Lana said, "who needs 
tranquilizers and drugs when their bodies provide the 
most powerful calming agent known to man? I wish we 
could play with these on," as she said this she let out 
a low moan.

Ana giggled and said, "I think John was right, the 
moaning would definitely throw our songs off," she then 
let out a low moan herself.

***

After 15 minutes, in which they had all cum and taken 
the liberty to thoroughly clean each other up, the 
girls returned their costumes to normal mode and 
stepped out of the tent. They found that Amy had just 
unpacked the second tent and was starting to put it up.

"Need some help," Lana asked.

"No, thanks, I have all night to put this up; you 
three, on the other hand, have only a few minutes to 
join your brothers on the other side of the beach. From 
what I understand, they've set up a stage down there."

"I thought you wanted to see us perform," Lana said.

"You'll be performing throughout the night," Amy said, 
"believe me; I'll get to see you. I just want to get 
everything here organized first; besides, Pietro won 
the draw."

"What draw," Ana asked.

"Well, someone should really stay here at camp at all 
times, and we drew straws to see who got to watch your 
first set, he won. Now go you three, they're waiting."

***

The girls followed the sound of the music they had been 
hearing since they arrived, as they got closer to the 
source of the music, and could here it much louder, 
they started to make out the comments of the DJ, as 
well as the screams of what must have been hundreds of 
people. They almost fainted, when, rounding a large 
rock formation, they caught sight of the backs of the 
crowd, all looking up at a mostly darkened raised 
stage.

"Hey," Ana said, "we forgot our bathing suits." She 
said this as she noticed the majority of the crowd in 
swim trunks and bikinis.

"I doubt we'll be doing much swimming tonight." Hannah 
said.

"But I bet we get some diving in before the night is 
over," Lana said, looking at the collection of butt 
floss bikinied students before them.

"Well let's get some singing done first," said Ana, 
"that's if we can find a way through this crowd and up 
onto that stage."

"Hey, you there," they heard someone call behind them, 
"we were on our way to fetch you. Come on, we're all 
set up."

Turning, and seeing the boys, Lana said, "where did you 
come from?"

"There's a path around these rocks that circles around 
and comes out right on the stage." Ron explained. 
"Let's hurry, we need to talk about the introduction 
and first set of songs." Then, smiling, Ron added, "So 
are you three 'relaxed'?"

"For now," Lana said smiling back.

On the way up to the stage, the boys filled the girls 
in on everything they had agreed with Debbie, 
including: a special hello message of theirs to the 
community, their positions on stage, and the three 
songs they'd chosen for their first set.

Once on the stage itself, they quickly took their 
places. Don at the drums, John at the keyboard and Ron 
grabbing his base guitar; the girls stood in the center 
of the stage with their backs to the crowd. Since the 
only current lighting was focused on the DJ's podium in 
the right corner, they were able to do all this without 
attracting much attention. 

Once in starting positions, Ron gave a small nod to 
Debbie, who had been attentively waiting for the agreed 
signal, she, in turn, signaled the DJ that she would be 
taking over after the current record was finished. When 
the song ended, he cut the power to his equipment and 
walking backward, blended into the unlit night.

***

Debbie walked over to the podium the DJ had just 
abandoned and speaking in the mike said, "As many of 
you know, the two previously scheduled bands both met 
unfortunate circumstances tonight, and will not be able 
to be with us, however, they always say that the show 
must go on, and we are very fortunate tonight to be 
joined by a group that in this late hour has offered to 
take on the responsibility of providing you with the 
entertainment you came here for tonight. Without 
further delay; singing the first of 5 sets of songs 
between now and midnight, let's have a strong applause 
for 'Triplet X Love Times Two'!"

As the crowd applauded, the light focused on the 
pedestal turned off, and lights focused on Don, John 
and Ron turned on as they began playing the musical 
introduction to the song 'Supergirl'. Then Ana, as lead 
voice started singing, Lana and Hannah could then be 
heard backing her up. 

The girls could not actually be seen yet, no light was 
focused on them; when they mentioned the words, "I am 
Supergirl," Ana, in the middle of the three turned 
around and, touching the area between her breasts that 
powered the lights around the 'X' cutout in her 
costume, turned on the lights. Lana, on her right, 
turned around at the next mention of the words, "I am 
Supergirl," and did the same with the lights on her 
costume. 

Finally, at the third mention of the phrase, Hannah 
also turned and activated her lights, leaving a 
blinking 'XXX' on the stage for a minute before a light 
finally focused on the still singing girls, the crowd 
was wild at the sight and the sound of them, by the end 
of the set, which included two more songs, "American 
Pie" and "I Love Rock And Roll", 'Triplet X Love Times 
Two' had a pretty big fan club in their own 
neighborhood.

***

"We thank the group for that—AWESOME—first set." Debbie 
announced as the lights focused on the group members 
all turned off to be replaced by the light focused on 
the podium. She had to wait a few minutes for the 
cheering and applause to die down before she was able 
to continue, "they'll be back in around half-an-hour 
with their second set. In the meantime, we return you 
to our DJ of the night, 'Music Max'!"

As the DJ took over and instantly began playing a song, 
Debbie went over to the Anderson kids and said, "That 
was amazing! They love you! I love you! And your 
costumes," she said turning to address the girls in 
particular, "I hadn't noticed them when we first met, 
they're incredible!"

"Thanks, Debbie," Lana said.

"You're thanking me? How can I ever repay you for 
saving my reputation tonight?"

"We could probably think of a few ways," John said 
smiling, "but for now, I'd appreciate it if you told us 
how to get out of here without getting mobbed."

"Come on," Debbie said, leading them in an opposite 
direction from the one that they had used to get on 
stage, "This other path doesn't go anywhere near the 
crowd and eventually curbs completely around them and 
right back to where you have your tents. When you come 
back later, you can use it. I'll see you then; I have 
to get back to the stage, thanks again."

Once alone, the kids began to talk about their 
successful debut, "Can you imagine if we'd had time to 
really plan and rehearse better?" Ana asked excitedly.

"Well, we might have been able to teach you one or two 
or our original songs," Ron said, "but I doubt we would 
have done as well."

"What do you mean," Hannah said.

"I think what Ron means," Don said, "is that a good 
part of our success probably came from a lot of 
adrenaline cause by the fact that we didn't have the 
faintest idea what to do."

"So true," agreed Lana, "Well, at least they know we 
can sing now, so when we suck at our next set, they'll 
at least have the memory of this first one."

"I don't think we will in any way suck," Don said as 
they emerged from the beach path onto a clearing that 
led directly to their tent. Then on better reflection 
added, "well I hope we'll eventually suck in one way, 
but don't worry Lana, I know we have to wait for that." 
They could see Pietro approaching from an opposite 
path.

When Lana saw Pietro she said, "That's not a bad idea, 
I can use a snack." And she went running to meet 
Pietro. Amy, who was setting up the sleeping bags in 
the giant tent saw them and waved. Lana gave a quick 
wave back and, grabbing Pietro dragged him into the 
smaller tent and zipped it up.

As the rest reached the big tent, Amy smiled and said, 
"I could hear you fine, you sounded great!"

The boys whispered something to each other and then Don 
and John went in the big tent with Amy, zipping it up, 
leaving Ron, Hannah and Ana outside.

"Well, what are we suppose to do," Hannah asked.

"Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm going to 
work on the songs for the next set," Ana said.

"Without us," Ron said, meaning of course a 
representative from the boys.

"You boys prepared the entire first set without us," 
Ana said.

"Only because someone needed relaxing," Ron said.

"Still, this set is ours to set up, it's only fair."

"Fine, I think I'll take a walk on the beach to relax 
my nerves," Ron said.

"Oh, that sounds like a good idea," Hannah said, "I'll 
come with you."

"You're not going to help me," Ana said annoyed.

"You're much better at that kind of thing that I am," 
Hannah said, "you'd probably claim I was in you way." 
As Hannah said this she turned to follow Ron toward 
some rocks by the shore. Since everyone was at the 
party, this part of the beach was completely deserted. 
Hannah sat on one of the rocks to enjoy the calming 
sound and smell of the sea.

"This is so nice," Hannah said with her eyes closed. 
She was aware of Ron coming and standing next to her. 
She didn't want to open her eyes because she felt so 
peaceful, but then she caught a wonderful scent; a 
scent that didn't belong to the sea or the sand or the 
rocks, she knew that smell and it made her whole body 
tingle. It was the smell of cock! She opened her eyes 
and saw Ron masturbating not an inch from her face.

"What are you doing," she asked somewhat shocked.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Ron said screaming 
loudly at her.

"You shouldn't be doing that, someone might see you."

"There's nobody here!"

"I'm here," Hannah said, "I'm somebody."

"You're no one, bitch! You are a toy, a piece of 
property, something to be used and abused at my 
pleasure!"

"You shouldn't talk like that," Hannah said lowering 
her head, but never once raising her voice to deny 
Ron's claims. "If Lana heard you talking like that she 
would—"

"She would do nothing, because she doesn't own you 
anymore! You belong to me now slave, open your mouth 
and suck my dick, and do it just as well as I sucked 
your ass this afternoon!"

"We're not suppose—"

"What you're supposed to do is follow your Master's 
orders without question!" Ron screamed and pulled 
Hannah up off the rock by her arm. Turning her, Ron sat 
on the rock himself and pulled Hannah over his lap. 
Removing the Velcro connected back of her costume's 
groin area attachment, he left her butt naked and in 
one quick move spanked her in the butt. 

"You're a naughty slave; you need to be taught 
obedience!" SPANK! "When I tell you to do something you 
do it without question!" SPANK "Do you understand that 
slave!" As he said this, he prepared the vibrator 
attachment of her costume and turning it on full, put 
it in place, reattaching the Velcro pad on the back of 
Hannah's costume and giving her one more spanking, over 
the costume, said once more, "Do you understand, 
SLAVE!"

Poor Hannah was in tears, but they weren't tears of 
pain, or even anger, they were tears of joy as she came 
and came again.

Ron repeated more loudly, "I said, do you understand 
me, Slave?"

"Yes, Master," Hannah cried out gasping, "Yes, I 
understand."

"Good," Ron said raising her head a bit and guiding her 
toward his cock, "Now do what I told you to do!"

Hannah swallowed Ron's cock and began to suck the life 
out of him; she sucked him using her entire mouth. She 
would take his cock deep into her throat then release 
it until only the head was lying on her tongue, she 
would give it a small bite and explore the slit with 
the tip of her tongue, trying as hard as possible to 
get her Master to cum. Ron, however, was in control 
this time, and held off cumming until he thought he 
heard someone. He let go saying, "Good job slave, now 
here's your reward, drink it all up like a good little 
girl!"

Hannah gulped, sucked, and swallowed until she had 
drunk up all of Ron's cum. The vibrator in her cunt was 
still driving her to orgasm after orgasm herself, and 
she crumbled onto the beach floor, it was driving her 
crazy, but she didn't dare ask her master to remove it, 
that wasn't her decision to make.

Ron bent down and helping Hannah to her feet once more 
removed the Velcro pad of her costume and pulled the 
vibrator, he bent her over the rock for a moment and 
kneeling before her flowing twat licked her juices for 
several minutes before completely closing her costume 
and standing in front of Hannah. He leaned over and 
kissed her passionately a few times, she returned his 
kisses with just as much if not more passion.

"No one is to know, yet, that you have a new master, 
understand slave?"

"Yes master."

"You're to tell no one about any of this, and for now, 
around other people you treat me just as one of your 
brothers. Is that clear?"

"Yes master."

"Do you feel like you are betraying some orders or 
trust by being with me, speak truly."

"We weren't supposed to do anything yet, not without 
her permission, not until it was over."

"I know that you're up to something, I could order you 
to tell me what it is, but I won't."

"Thank you, master."

"I will, however, tell you, that the faster you get 
what you're trying to do over with, the less guilty 
you'll feel every moment we're together. Is that 
understood?"

"Yes my master."

"Now watch your face with some water, you're flushed 
and look like you just had a hundred orgasms, we can't 
have you looking like that around others."

Hannah bent down toward the beach water and grabbing a 
handful, soaked her face. She repeated this a few times 
until she felt her emotional high totally subsiding and 
her brain returning to normal.

Ron then went on ahead, to the camp and sitting by Ana 
and Lana said, "Don and John aren't finished with Amy 
yet?"

"No," Lana said a little annoyed, "and it's almost time 
for the next set. Where's Hannah? Ana said she was with 
you."

"I was walking along the beach and she just wanted to 
stay and sit on a rock by the water, she said something 
about it being peaceful. Oh," he said suddenly, "there 
she is now.'

"It's so calm and beautiful here," she said as she 
reached her sisters. At that very moment, Amy emerged 
followed by John and Don.

"We better start back." John said, "Anybody take time 
to think what we're going to sing in this set?"

Ana held up a paper and said, "I have the set planned 
out right here."

"Great," Don said, "let's go."

As the rest agreed, they walked, and Ron caught 
Hannah's eyes, as he winked at her, she slightly bowed 
her head and walked on to the stage feeling very, very 
content.


Chapter Fifteen – Family Planning


Laura and Stan were lying side by side on their cabin's 
bed looking up at the ceiling. They had returned there 
after dinner, both fully intending to finally have a 
much needed talk, but as usual, had only ended up being 
able to have some intense sex until their bodies gave 
up and they had to take a break. They'd been staring at 
the ceiling now for almost 15 minutes without once 
turning to look at each other. They were both thinking 
about what the Carters had said to each of them, but 
the fear of rejection in them still kept them silent.

It was Laura, finally, who decided she should take the 
initiative and start a conversation; fishing for 
something that might lead in the right direction Laura 
said, "Do you know that the Carters have regular sex 
with other couples?"

The question was so unexpected that Stan was left 
dumbfounded, and in a surprised voice said, "What?" 
Stan's surprise came more from the fact that Laura had 
finally said something than from the topic of her 
question.

Laura felt a little disheartened by the level of 
surprise in his voice, thinking, "I knew it, he can 
never accept anything like that." However, now that 
they were, somewhat, talking, she didn't want to just 
stop. "Josie and Henry, Josie told me that they have 
sex regularly with other couples, sometimes even entire 
families." Trying to sound as though she thought the 
idea crazy she said in a voice full of irony, "It's 
suppose to keep them from being unfaithful to each 
other or something like that."

The irony in her voice upset Stan and he actually 
turned to look at her for the first time saying, 
somewhat annoyed, "So they're swingers, if that's the 
lifestyle they've chosen and it works for them and 
makes them happy; who are we to criticize it? Maybe we 
should go up and show our respect of their beliefs by 
joining them in hot sex!"

Stan's furious defense of the Carters brought a smile 
to Laura's face, who said softly, "So you don't think 
there is anything wrong with what they do?"

"Like I said," Stan said in a calmer voice, happy to at 
least see her smiling, "it's their life." Then, 
deciding this was a good time to bring up the question 
on his mind since talking to Henry, he asked, "Why 
don't I know anything about your life, how you lived 
with your girls and with Pietro in your home. Hell, why 
was I never invited to your home at all?"

"I was never invited to yours either," Laura said in a 
more 'matter-a-fact' than defensive way, "and I know as 
much about your life as you do about mine."

"Yeah," Stan admitted, "I guess that's true; there were 
just some things I wasn't ready to share yet."

"Well," Laura said, "obviously there were some things I 
wasn't ready to share either."

"That's not right," Stan said slowly, laying back once 
more to stare at the ceiling, "we should have shared 
everything before the wedding, started the matrimony 
with no secrets…" he reached behind him to something 
under his pillow and added, "and with no shame. I have 
something to show you, and I'm sorry I didn't show it 
to you before now."

Laura, who had also been reaching for something, this 
under her side of the mattress, turned to look at Stan 
and said, "I'm also sorry that I didn't show you this 
earlier, I want to share it with you now, and all I ask 
is that you focus on how happy everyone is." As she 
said this, she passed him what was obviously a small 
photo album, only to have Stan put another one in her 
hand.

"That's all I ask you to do too," Stan said as he took 
her album and gave her his.

*** 

Neither Stan nor Laura spoke for the next 20 minutes as 
they got to truly know the additional new half of their 
family for the first time through the photos that 
showed all the members with blissful and happy smiles 
as they shared sex, in every form possible, with one 
another. Stan, especially, took a good amount of time 
analyzing each of his new daughters' cunts and asses. 
After the 20 minutes, they both closed the photo albums 
and passed them back to one another smiling joyfully.

"So, be honest," Laura said, "What's the first thing 
that came to your mind?"

"I guess that would be that I can't wait to start 
forming as strong a bond with my new daughters as I 
have with my sons." Stan said laughing, and then added, 
"what about you?"

"Well, my first thought was a question, actually, 
though I also can't wait to start bonding with my sons. 
I'd especially like to try that bonding position I saw 
Amy in, the one where she's bonded to all three at 
once." There was a twinkle in her eye as she said this.

Stan smiled, and then said, "so what was the question?"

"What," Laura said surprised.

"The question that came to your mind when you saw the 
pictures," Stan said.

"Oh yeah," Laura said quickly, "well, the question was, 
why haven't you fucked me in the ass yet? More than 
half the pictures you're in show you fucking someone in 
the ass, either one of the boys or Amy, and you 
obviously love it."

Grinning Stan said, "Well, when it comes to the boys, 
there isn't much choice is there, and yeah, Amy loves 
it in the butt, actually Amy loves it everywhere, but 
not every woman likes being fucked in the ass, I just 
didn't know if you would like it. Though, I saw the 
pictures of you and Pietro, and I'm happy to see you 
don't seem to have any problem with it, because, yeah, 
you are right, I do love it."

Rolling over and getting on her hands and knees, 
opening up her ass cheeks as wide as possible to expose 
her rosebud she said, "no problem at all, and I love it 
too."

As Stan got on his knees and placed the head of his 
very erect cock at the entrance to Laura's 'dirty 
little hole', applying pressure until it popped in, he 
moved on to a different subject as he started to pump. 
"So, Amy and Pietro," he said slowly, "I take it they 
will be allowed to continue servicing all of us?"

"It would be a shame to let their talents go to waste," 
Laura said, letting out a small squeal as she felt 
Stan's cock splitting her in two as it reached the 
deepest point possible of her ass, and quickly pulled 
out again, only to be pushed back in again.

After several minutes of silently enjoying this attack 
on her rear, Laura said, "Do you think they've 
discovered each other yet?"

"What's that," Stan said, lost in ecstasy as Laura's 
ass clamped and unclamped his dick.

"The children, do you think they've had sex with each 
other yet?"

"I don't know, they've only been together 24 hours or 
less; don't worry though, if they haven't, it's only a 
matter of time. And when we get back, we'll establish a 
family game night with mandatory attendance to be sure 
we get together and never pull too far apart."

"Oh, that sounds fantastic, Lana especially will love 
that! She's always been sort of the sexual goddess in 
our home; you'd be surprised to know that she has quite 
a dark side."

"You're kidding, Lana, she seems like the sweetest of 
all. Then again, Ron has always seemed the most 
considerate and caring of my boys, yet you wouldn't 
believe what he turns into around a true submissive."

"A bit of the 'Master' in him ehhh," Laura questioned, 
excitedly, then added worriedly, "I'd hate to think 
what might happen if he went head on head with Lana's 
dark side."

"Well, only true submissive triggers the 'Master' in 
him, he can usually find one though, it's like he has a 
radar that's tuned to their frequency."

"Well Lana's safe then," Laura said, giving a small 
moan and a scream as Stan pulled completely out of her 
butt hole and in the same move plunged his cock deep in 
her pussy and an index finger deep in her still open 
rosebud. Recovering her power to speak, she continued 
saying, "Hannah is the only true submissive in our 
home. I worry so much about her. She'd dive in acid, 
unquestionably, if told strongly enough. I try to keep 
her as close to me as possible so she won't be abused 
or misused in any way, but she acts so sad sometimes if 
she doesn't get attention of that kind for some time."

"Doesn't Lana's dark side abuse her enough," Stan said 
with a sudden concern for his new daughter's welfare.

"I've tried to get her to, but since 'the orgasm queen' 
as she is called, is mostly triggered by a person that 
defies her immediate desires—"

"A true submissive never gets to see her," Stan 
finished.

"Poor Hannah will just stand around watching her in 
action, her eyes sort of screaming, 'please, abuse me 
too'!"

"Well, she sounds like a perfect target for Ron. 
Believe me, it won't take long for her to get on his 
radar, and once she does, you'll never have to worry 
about anyone abusing or misusing her again. Ron will 
give her all the abuse she needs."

"I certainly hope you're right," Laura said, moaning as 
she felt Stan's cock suddenly explode in her cunt. At 
the same time, she felt a powerful orgasm ripping 
through her body and fell flat on her stomach exhausted 
and in a little pain. Stan, who had fallen on top of 
her now turned her around and kissed her passionately 
for several minutes while their strengths returned.

Looking into his eyes as they finally broke off kissing 
Laura said smiling, "We're going to be so happy aren't 
we?"

"I doubt there will be a happier family than ours," 
Stan said smiling back.

Laura suddenly shot him an inquisitive look and 
questioned slowly, "Stan, were you serious about going 
up and fucking the Carters?"

Stan looked down at her and smiling again said, "Maybe 
tomorrow, tonight it's just you and me again," and 
leaning over, he began kissing her once more.

 
Chapter Sixteen – Breaking in a Slave


Lana awoke to the smell of sausages cooking somewhere 
nearby, and the sound of much frolicking. She was sure 
she heard children nearby and remembered that her 
sisters and her were all naked in the small tent. She 
saw some movement in the sleeping bag next to her and 
noticed Hannah was awake.

"Morning, that's if it's still morning, are you feeling 
alright," Lana asked.

"Yeah," Hannah said nervously, "why do you ask?"

"Well, we did end up playing a total of 10 sets 
throughout the night, right?"

"Yeah," Hannah replied, not really wanting to get into 
a long conversation with Lana, "but the long break 
between midnight and 3 AM really helped, didn't you use 
it to sleep?"

"Yeah, but I'm not talking about being sleepy, my 
muscles are in a bit of pain; from over-dancing I 
think." Lana stretched a little as she said this. 
"Massage my back and shoulder a little."

"My arms do hurt a bit too, now that you mention it. 
Maybe we can get Ana to do both of us; she seemed 
pretty strong when she stepped out to pee."

Lana threw Hannah a strange look, was she mistaken, or 
had Hannah just refused a direct command from her? She 
was about to say something when she noticed their three 
costumes hanging by the side of the tent, right where 
they had been left early that morning after their last 
set, "Did you say Ana is outside?" she said, somewhat 
puzzled.

"Yeah, she should be back fast though, she just really 
needed to go. Remember we told her to do it before 
going to bed and she didn't go with us."

"And she had to go so fast that she didn't even bother 
to put something on?" Lana questioned.

"No silly," Hannah said laughing, and getting out of 
her sleeping bag, she showed Lana that she was in her 
butt floss bikini.

"Hey," Lana said, "Where'd you—"

"From there," she said, pointing to something on Lana's 
right.

Lana looked over and saw the bag Amy had insisted on 
bringing along, she grabbed it and looking inside saw 
her butt floss bikini, a pair of beach sandals and 
three large tee-shirts.

"Oh great," Lana said, "I thought I'd have to spend the 
day in my costume. Getting out of her sleeping bag and 
lying on top of it she tried stretching some more, as 
far as possible in the tent. Feeling a strong itch 
between her naked legs she said, "Suck my pussy, I need 
a good start to the day." She smiled and closed her 
eyes, opening her legs as she said this.

After about a minute of waiting, she was shocked to 
realize that Hannah wasn't immediately dropping to the 
ground between her legs. Opening her eyes, she saw 
Hannah standing over her, looking uncertain as to what 
she should do. Starting to get annoyed, Lana said 
angrily, and with much force, "What's wrong with you 
today? I told you to get down here and suck my twat! 
Now do it!"

"Lana, this isn't really the place to do that. There 
are children running all around us."

"They are out there, we are in here! Now obey your 
orders before I'm forced to make you obey them!"

"We're not in a locked house Lana," Hannah argued, 
"anyone can just come in!" As she said this, the front 
of the tent was unzipped and Ana stepped in. Before she 
had a chance to zip it up again, they heard some wolf 
whistles, leading them to believe someone had caught 
sight of Lana's 'openness'. 

"See what I mean," Hannah said going to the entrance 
and stopping Ana from totally closing, "wait, I was 
going to get some sausages." And she stepped out 
leaving Lana looking shocked.

"What's wrong," Ana asked looking at the puzzled look 
on Lana's face.

"I don't know," Lana said, a strong feeling of 
rejection suddenly flowing over her. "Something isn't 
right, very not right."

Ana saw that Lana looked almost on the verge of tears 
and said, "Hey, I'll do you if you do me." And dropping 
her bikini bottom she straddled her sisters head, 
facing Lana's pussy, which she quickly bent down and 
started eating.

As the joy of a tongue in her twat started to take 
control, all thoughts of Hannah's sudden disloyalty to 
her were washed away, and Lana began feasting happily 
herself, letting Ana's juices flow freely in her mouth.

*** 

Outside the tent, Hannah found Amy serving sausages to 
all the boys, as more sausages were cooking on the 
barbecue. "Can I have something to eat, please," Hannah 
said, almost begging, "I feel very hungry." Though her 
head was turned toward Amy, her eyes were looking 
directly into Ron's.

Even when Amy said, "of course you can eat, silly, what 
kind of a question is that? Just grab some bread over 
there while I get you the sausages," Hannah did not 
move or say anything until she saw Ron slightly nod his 
head as he ate a piece of bread.

No one else seemed to notice, but Hannah quickly said, 
"thank you, thank you so much." And she quickly went to 
grab a piece of bread.

"I think you were right about her." John said, leaning 
over toward Ron and whispering in his ear.

"I know I was right," Ron answered with a sort of 
wicked smile.

"Do you know if we have to play anymore?" Don asked 
sounding somewhat tired still.

"Actually, No," Ron said, "John was just telling me 
before you came out that Debbie talked to him early 
this morning."

"She confirmed that she has four bands booked to play 
this evening, and that we are free to start meeting 
what she called, our 'loyal fans'.

Don laughed and almost choked on the sausage he was 
chewing, "loyal fans?" He questioned smiling.

"Yeah," John said, "she said that someone already put 
in a request to have a 'Triple X Love Times Two' club 
this year at the High School we're going too. Though, 
personally, I doubt anybody will even recognize us yet; 
not unless the girls go out in their costumes that is."

"You're kidding about the club right?" Don said smiling 
but at the same time shocked. "Did she say who it was 
that put in the request?"

"Not really," John said, "but I'm pretty sure she was 
hinting it was her."

"Well, any club with our name would have to be willing 
to provide a very special brand of entertainment." Ron 
said.

"Actually, that's what I told her." John confirmed.

"Really, what did she say to that?"

"She said any club could be made a private club, with a 
'by invitation only' membership."

"Really," Ron said, his eyes sparkling at the 
possibility.

"Don't get too excited though, she also said the 
problem is that any club like that would need both a 
male and a female faculty advisor."

"Don't all clubs need faculty advisors?" Don 
questioned.

"The point is," John said annoyed, "it's very doubtful 
to be able to find a club that caters to our 'special 
interests'."

"Bummer," Ron said disappointed.

"Hannah, have some coffee." Amy said, grabbing a 
thermos and a cup.

Hannah looked up at her, dying for a cup of coffee, but 
uncertain what to do. Amy had practically ordered her 
to take the cup, but she took orders from no one but 
her master. In this mental turmoil she just sort of 
moved her eyes toward Ron trying to get a clue what to 
do. Ron, however, was talking and didn't catch her 
glimpse.

"Oh for heaven's sake Ron," Amy said annoyed, "Will you 
tell the poor girl it's okay to have coffee!"

Ron looked up surprised, he realized he should have 
been paying attention to Hannah's needs, and was about 
to tell her to take the coffee when he saw her eyes and 
realized that if he obeyed Amy's direct command, it 
would make him look weak before his slave, possibly 
even make her lose faith in him. Thinking what to do, 
he said, "No! Coffee isn't good for you, Hannah," then 
to Amy he said, "why don't you give her some of the hot 
chocolate instead." Looking back at Hannah he said, 
"When she brings it to you, drink it all up like a good 
little sl—girl."

He turned away from them and seeing the look on his 
brothers said, "Just a little nutritional advice, 
that's all," and he started finishing his sausages. 
They threw him a suspicious look, but then smiling, 
also finished their food.

As everyone finished, Lana and Ana, emerged from their 
tent, having finally finished their own early meal.

"I hope there's still some left," Lana said hopeful, 
"I'm pretty starved."

"Didn't you just eat?" Amy asked, tossing her a 
mischievous glance and then smiling.

As Amy passed the two girls each of plate of food, Ron 
noticed Lana giving Hannah a cold stare that kept 
shifting from pretty much furious, to nearly 
heartbroken.

"You have your Pocket PC?" Ron whispered to John. When 
John nodded, Ron said, "I need to borrow it for a 
while, I'll keep it safe, I promise." With much 
reservation, John passed it to him without anyone 
noticing.

Once he had it, Ron said, "Hannah, you know about 
computers right?"

"Yes my—" Ron threw her a cold stare and she finished 
saying, "brother."

"I'm thinking of getting one of these myself, but I'd 
like to fully understand it first. Do you have time to 
come with me and show me how it works?"

"Why doesn't Ron teach you?" Lana shot out coldly, 
before Hannah could answer.

"He's going to be spending most of today with Debbie, 
and Don was spending the day with Katrina, I was hoping 
to understand this by the end of the day so I can order 
it by tomorrow if it's for me."

"Want it before school starts…ehhh," Ana said, between 
gulps of coffee.

"Exactly," Ron said smiling. "So, will you come with 
me, Hannah?"

As Hannah started to get up Lana said in an almost 
angry voice, "Well, why can't she show you right here!"

"With all this noise and distraction around us," Ron 
said, calmly, yet very defiantly, "I don't think so, 
come on Hannah, we'll find a nice quiet place to talk." 
Before anyone could say anything else, he walked away, 
Hannah at his heels, and Lana looking disgusted after 
them.

"Oh yeah," John whispered quietly to Don, "she is 
definitely his now."

***

As they walked what seemed the full length of the 
several blocks of the beach, Hannah studied the 
different rock formations that seemed to divide the 
beach's shore into huge separate sectors. From time to 
time, she would throw Ron an inquisitive look, but 
quickly lowered her head apologetically, and simply 
continued walking behind him, recognizing, that it 
wasn't her business to ask where they were going. As 
she started to get a little tired, she spotted what 
seemed like the largest formation of rocks she had seen 
yet. They seemed to form a small hill, and seemed to be 
on the edge of a very, very sloped ridge.

Stopping at the very edge of this slope, Ron pointed at 
what seemed like an opening in the large wall formed by 
the rocks. "See that opening," he said pointing. As 
Hannah nodded, looking worriedly at the slope full of 
jagged rocks, Ron continued, "it leads to a cave deep 
in this hill of stones. The natives call this place, 
'Killer Cove' because of all the people that have died 
in the last few decades trying to get down to the caves 
opening." 

Ron saw the fear in her eyes and smiled, turning away 
from the slope and walking instead toward the wall of 
rocks and climbing a little until he could get over the 
top rock, and seemed to fall straight down behind it. 
Hannah gasped, since the specific rock was circled on 
all sides, you could not see where Ron had fallen to, 
she was really starting to get worried an scared when 
he said nothing for several minutes, then she heard him 
say, "Well, are you going to make me wait for you all 
day!"

Very much relieved, Hannah quickly climbed up and went 
over the rock, landing, to her surprise, on a cliff, 
one that seemed more like a mini-plateau on the small 
mountain of rocks. The area was basically flat, and 
easy to stand on, too easy to stand on actually; Hannah 
began suspecting that this was not a natural formation, 
but actually a man-made development.

Hannah noticed a rather large, flat stone in the center 
of this area, it seemed incredibly smooth, she was sure 
in fact, though she would never dream of making the 
suggestion, that a couple could very easily lay on that 
stone, in this hidden area, and enjoy some very 
comfortable, uninterrupted sex for hours.

She walked over to the stone and was about to sit down 
when Ron said angrily, "Have I told you to sit down, 
slave!"

 Almost panicking she stood erect and bowing her head 
said, "I'm sorry Master, please forgive my haste."

Walking over to the stone himself, Hannah was shocked 
when he pushed it to the side revealing that it covered 
a hole in the cliff floor around the size of a manhole, 
and, to her even greater surprise, that there were 
rungs, equivalent to those of a ladder, leading down 
the inside of it.

"Get in," Ron ordered, "I have to close the entrance 
after I follow you. I also have to get the lights."

Hannah was a bit nervous again, but she had her orders 
and she followed them without complain. She went down 
several steps until her head was parallel with the 
inner bottom of the cover stone; she noticed what 
appeared to be a handle that could be used to pull the 
rock back into position from the inside. 

"What is this place?" Hannah thought to herself, though 
never uttering a word out loud. Eventually, Hannah 
emerged from the circular hole, still stepping down 
rungs, she realized, she was now on a long metallic 
ladder that was securely attached to the end, or from 
this angle the beginning, of the hole and the now 
visible floor of what seemed like a very large chamber 
room, a very well lit room, she thought, and remembered 
Ron had mentioned, something about lights.

Getting to the ground as quickly as possible, she 
noticed that the room she was in had several large cots 
in one end; there was a large table with several chairs 
in the center, against another wall there were some 
cupboards, a small refrigerator, what looked like a 
broom closet and a large covered garbage can. Hannah 
walked over for a closer inspection of these and found 
the cupboard full paper cups and plates as well as 
snacks such as: potato chips, pretzels and cheese 
curls, turning her attention to the fridge, Hannah 
found it stocked mostly with beer, though there were a 
few cans of soda. 

Hannah didn't bother checking the thin closet, and 
instead turned her attention to the table, on which 
there was a large glass bowl full of what seemed from a 
distance like small metallic squares with circular 
centers of varying colors. They stirred Hannah's 
interest and she went to the table and pulled one out 
for a closer look; "Oh," she yelped, as she realized 
what she was holding.

"Don't touch those, I never use them if I don't have 
to, they cramp my style! Anyway, I didn't tell you to 
touch anything" Ron screamed, as he finally finished 
his descent, "in fact," he walked over to her and 
slapping her across the face said, "I don't recall 
telling you to do anything at all except get down here 
and wait for me!"

SLAP!

Hannah lowered her head and tried to look insulted and 
hurt by this treatment, but you couldn't mistake the 
look of joy and adoration in her eyes.

"That second slap was for whatever you did to tip Lana 
off." SLAP! "I told you last night that I do not want 
her to know about us yet. I have a very special plan 
for the 'Orgasm Queen' and I don't want her catching on 
before I am totally ready!" SLAP! "Now tell me what 
happened."

"Master, I'm so sorry," Hannah said crying, (yet 
laughing joyously within), "but she was ordering me to 
have sex with her, and she has no right, sir, you're my 
master, you alone tell me what to do. I just couldn't 
do it, so I made up and excuse and stepped out."

"And as your master, I had told you that you were to 
behave the same with Lana as you always have," SLAP! 
"Before yesterday, would you have refused an order, 
even a mild request, like that from her?"

Hannah broke down, suddenly crying in true pain, as she 
realized, that she had indeed disobeyed her master's 
direct command to her. "Master, I'm sorry, please don't 
reject me, please, don't stop being my Master. Give me 
another chance, please; I swear I will never disobey 
another order from you again!"

Ron looked her over and realizing she was in true pain, 
(emotionally, not physically as his slaps were only 
meant to sting momentarily), he said, "Any other slave, 
I would instantly have discarded like dry manure at the 
first sign of disobedience, however, since you are my 
sister, I'm willing to give you one more chance, just 
one more chance, to prove yourself worthy."

"Oh, thank you Master, thank you, I won't let you down, 
I promise."

Ron gave Hannah another look over. He started to think 
that his long term goal for her (to eventually cure her 
completely of her submissive nature so that absolutely 
no one would ever truly abuse her) was not going to be 
easy. He had four years, at which time they had to 
possibly separate to different colleges, to work with. 
For now, he would be the dominating, abusive monster of 
a master she craved misusing her, while slowly 
imparting in her a will to do things without need of 
seeking approval.

"If I'm going to be your master, we better talk about 
some rules I EXPECT YOU TO FOLLOW! Understand?"

"Yes Master."

"Sit down." As she sat, he stood menacingly in front of 
her and she shivered, in excitement, not in fear."

"First of all, it goes without saying, that you are my 
TOY, my BITCH, my total PLAYTHING, to be enjoyed 
whenever I feel like it! However, I want you to 
understand, that you are also the FAMILY PET! The Dog 
or I should say bitch, since you are a girl, that 
everyone in the family gets to pet and play with at 
will, even though it has one definite master." Ron 
started petting Hannah behind one of her ears, much as 
you would a dog, "Are you understanding what I am 
saying Hannah?"

Hannah gave a small nod and Ron continued, "You're 
never to turn down a request from anyone in this 
family, including Amy and Pietro again, if they ask for 
a little relief."

"Now, I know you still have whatever is going on with 
you and your sisters, and that you are not suppose to 
have contact with my brothers for now, so I will tell 
them to be sure not to engage you in any such 
activities in front of anyone else, for now. Are you 
with me so far, Bitch?"

"Yes Master."

"Good, now, they can however ask you in private to 
share a little time with them, you are not to turn them 
down. And to whatever you girls are up to, I'm ordering 
you to do what you can to get Lana and Ana to finish it 
fast, okay!"

As Hannah gave another nod, he said quickly, "Just 
remember not to make them suspicious, of maybe I should 
say, to further confirm their suspicions." He threw her 
a nasty look and she bowed her head. "Now, as for 
outside the family; you are to have intimate contact 
with NO ONE unless specifically approved by me, am I 
clear?"

"Yes Master."

"Next point and I can't stress this point strong 
enough, I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE MY TIME WASTED HAVING TO 
GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO DO THINGS YOU KNOW YOU CAN OR 
SHOULD DO, Understand!"

Poor Hannah looked puzzled, was he ordering her to 
think for herself? Unsure, she shook her head slightly 
and then quickly bowed her head frightfully; afraid he 
would see her lack of understanding as a reason to 
discard her.

"Let me tell you a story about one of my x slaves. This 
slave, a submissive bitch that I truly appreciated and 
who knew completely I was boss, would not do anything 
unless I was around to give her the okay. I went away 
on a two week vacation once, you know what I found?" 

Hannah was looking fearful and she shook her head. "I 
found that this bitch of mine had not eaten anything, 
drunk anything, completed any of her school assignments 
or even gone to the bathroom in the two weeks I was 
away; when I got back I found her mal-nutritional, 
sick, suspended from school and disgustingly dirty; I 
discarded her right then and there. I don't want a 
STUPID slave that will let herself nearly die if I'm 
not there." 

Ron then gave Hannah a concerned look, "Hannah," he 
said, "you've got a good head; I wouldn't even consider 
you as a slave if you didn't. SO USE IT! If you are 
hungry, I want you to eat, If you are thirsty, drink 
something, if you have to go to the bathroom, go. I do 
not want you waiting for me, or anyone, to give you 
permission to do these things, UNDERSTOOD? I'm ordering 
you to do it now, so you don't have to ask me later, Am 
I being clear?"

"Yes Master, sir."

"Good, my final point at this time deals with school. I 
know it doesn't start for 3 weeks, but I want you to 
understand this now, you are to follow your teachers 
orders regarding classes at all times, you don't have 
to wait for me to approve anything they say. I want you 
to not only obey all your teachers, I want you to be 
the teacher's pet at all times."

Hannah threw him a scared look.

SLAP! "Not that kind of pet, you idiot! You're only our 
families pet in that sense of the word. However, in 
school I want you to be every teacher's favorite 
student. In 4 years, I want to hear you giving the 
valedictorian speech at our graduation is that 
understood?

"Yes master."

"Good, follow those orders and we should have a very 
long and enjoyable Master/slave relationship. Why don't 
we drink to that," he said with a smile going over to 
the refrigerator and getting a bottle of beer, and two 
paper cups from the cupboard, he brought them over to 
the table and filling one of the cups he put it in 
front of himself, he then grabbed the second cup and 
pulling out his cock, took a leak in it and set it 
before Hannah.

"This is the final test, pass, and by next week you'll 
be wearing a very nice dog collar and a license 
engraved 'HANNAH Property of Ronald Anderson'; fail, 
and we can forget everything right now, you can go back 
to having Lana as a mediocre master and wishing she 
were half the Master you know I am."

Hannah was looking terrified at just the thought of 
this; she grabbed the cup in front of her as Ron 
grabbed his cup of beer. "A toast," Ron said, "to a 
match made in heaven. If you can drink everything in 
one gulp, without spilling a drop, it is truly meant to 
be. If, on the other hand, we can't drink it all," he 
shot Hannah his most wicked looked yet, "Well, you 
know, cheers," he said holding up the cup and smiling.

Hannah held the cup to her mouth determined not to 
spill a single drop, desperate to prove herself worthy 
of her master. She started to gulp her drink and tried 
furiously to block out both the strong smell and 
extremely bitter taste (these, by the way, only served 
to more strongly stimulate Hannah's desire of not 
losing Ron as her master) "even in his waste, he's more 
powerful than others" she thought.

Hannah had almost gotten it all down when it's taste 
proved to strong, and she started to cough, spitting 
out the minimal amount left in her mouth; as she saw 
the drops that had fallen on the table she broke down, 
falling to the very floor, in true agony, crying 
bitterly. Ron, who had not touched his drink walked 
around the table to stand right in front of Hannah. She 
looked up at him, and through her tears saw him turning 
his cup, he turned it and spilt its entire contents, 
right over her head!

He then walked away in direction of the small closet by 
the refrigerator. Poor, poor Hannah could only sob 
away, giving silent screams as tears rushed down her 
face to join the beer now flowing over her. She was 
sure Ron's actions were a declaration that all deals 
were off. She hadn't held up her part of the bargain, 
she wasn't a worthy slave, no master would ever want 
her again, not that she would ever have found another 
like Ron.

As she continued to cry, slumped there on the floor, 
she sensed, more than saw, Ron standing over her. She 
gave a fleeting glance upward and saw him placing 
something on the table, but, since her head was almost 
under the table now, she couldn't tell what it was.

"Look at me SLAVE!" Ron said. At the word 'slave', 
Hannah stopped sobbing and quickly looked up, her eyes 
full of hope. "Oh yes," Ron said grinning, "you are 
still my slave. As you see, I wasn't able to finish my 
drink; I hate alcohol, I hate drugs and I hate 
cigarettes; as my slave, it will do you good to 
remember that in the future. Anyway, the point is, 
since neither of us could finish our drinks, we are 
still a match made in heaven; we're just a match that 
needs a little breaking in. As you noticed, I have 
officially baptized you as my slave for life. Nothing 
will change that now, no one will take you away from me 
and nothing will keep us apart; nothing—" he added 
harshly, "save any sign of disobedience from you. Is 
that understood?"

"Oh yes master!!!" Hannah screamed, joyously, more 
joyous in fact, than she had ever been in her life.

"Now," Ron said, with the most evil smile, "about that 
'breaking in'," he bent to her and removed both her 
bikini top and her bottom (neither of which covered 
much anyway) he then pulled her violently to her feet 
and before she could react, was picking some clamps up 
off the table and tightly attaching them to her boobs 
and her nipples, the pain that shot through her body 
was both extremely hurtful and extremely satisfying. 

Hannah had barely gotten use to this sensation when she 
felt Ron shoving something up her pussy. She cast an 
eye down and thought, "Oh, no, not that." Though, as 
usual she said nothing out loud, she watched as Ron 
pushed one of the monster vibrators he had found in the 
small closet, one with bumps, deep into her, it opened 
her so wide she was sure she was splitting in half, she 
had never felt so full, an amazing thought considering 
that her sisters and her had been using rather large 
toys for years. 

This was truly, 'breaking in', Ron next grabbed a 
bottle he had placed on table and, dragging Hannah 
across the room, bent her over one of the cots, her ass 
high in the air, he had yet to turn the vibrator (now 
deep in her pussy) on. Hannah started to feel something 
being rubbed around her anal area, "What is that?" she 
thought as she felt the liquid like cream being spread 
around her rosebud, and soon, inside it as well, as Ron 
used first one, then two fingers to truly open up her 
ass hole and with the other poured a generous portion 
of the liquid inside, Hannah began feeling an 
incredible warm, tingly feeling that she recognized 
well, "KY!" she thought, "he's using KY."

But she had hardly had time to register this before Ron 
had removed his fingers, and something mush larger was 
pushing in. "His cock," Hannah thought, her heart 
beating faster than ever, "His big, beautiful, 
wonderful cock, he's going to fuck me in the ass!"

"Open up whore!" Ron screamed, "Say hello to your 
master." As he continued applying pressure to her 
rosebud, it resisted penetration a little, and, 
reaching under her, toward the vibrator in her leaking 
cunt, switched it onto the highest of its 10 levels in 
one turn. Hannah came so powerfully, that she nearly 
lost total consciousness, from that moment it was as 
though she were watching the events from outside her 
body rather than participating, she was floating on a 
cloud somewhere looking down at the scene. 

Needless to say, her ass had totally relaxed: enough 
for Ron to, in one push, get not only the head, but his 
entire cock into her butt. He grabbed a thin spanking 
rod and began to alternate between violently fucking 
her ass, and a spanking, first one, then the other ass 
cheek. For around every five pumps of his dick in her 
ass, he gave her one powerful SPANK, on each cheek

Hannah alternated between screaming, moaning, and 
groaning, but if any actual words escaped her mouth 
during the series of non-stop orgasms, they were words 
of gratitude and encouragement.

Suddenly, Ron felt his balls near bursting, and 
thinking it might look suspicious to have Hannah's ass 
leaking cum on the way back, grabbed her violently by 
her long blond hair and pulled her back as he 
disengaged his cock, he pulled her all the way back 
until she was lying on her back on the floor, he 
quickly straddled her head and sticking his cock all 
the way down her throat, allowed himself to explode.

How Hannah did not choke as the unending amount of cum 
flowed straight down her throat is a mystery, she was 
able to get every drop this time without as much as 
flinching. When he stopped cumming, Ron smiled and 
removing the vibrator in her cunt, observed her butt 
and pussy (both still very much open) said, "now that's 
what I call breaking in."

He removed the clamps from Hannah's tits, and helping 
her off the floor, and onto the cot, leaned over and 
began to gently suck on first one, then the other until 
they regained a bit of normal feeling. Climbing into 
the cot with Hannah, he pulled her on top of him so 
they were face to face, he started passionately kissing 
her, and, tired as she was, she returned his kisses 
with as much passion.

"I love you master," she said between kisses, "I love 
you like I've never loved anyone before, and will never 
love anyone again."

He put her head on his chest and allowed her to drift 
off to sleep. He was feeling fantastic, and he was also 
suddenly very worried. Hannah's words about never 
loving anyone else bothered him. "This plan of mine to 
help her may not work so well," he thought. And the 
problem was that what most worried him was that he knew 
there was a strong part of him that also never wanted 
her to love anyone else. She was his and he—LOVED—her. 
"Ronald Anderson," he thought to himself, "are you 
truly falling in love with your sister?" With that 
thought, he closed his eyes and also fell asleep.


Chapter Seventeen – The Swinging Sea Couple


Laura awoke after her second full night of sex with her 
new husband much happier than the day before. Between 
the long periods of mind-blowing sex, they had managed 
to get in equally long periods of honest and totally 
uncensored discussions about their families. They both 
now knew the other's family as well as they knew their 
own, and they were both very proud of their lives and 
their kids.

Looking over, Laura saw that Stan was awake and seemed 
somewhat pensive, "What's wrong," she asked concerned.

"Oh, it's nothing; it's just that I miss the kids." 
Stan admitted.

"Yeah," Laura said, "I know what you mean, and it has 
only been two days. How are we supposed to get through 
two weeks without them?"

"Remind me never to try an isolation trip like this 
again," Stan said, "It's not that I am not loving every 
second that I'm alone with you," he added quickly, 
"just, that without the kids, it feels like something 
is missing."

"I wish there was some way we could at least let them 
know how well everything has worked out. Let them know 
that if they've had any reservations about fully 
'getting together', they shouldn't."

"I almost feel like cutting our trip short," Stan said, 
"but I know my boys would never forgive me if I showed 
up early. They were looking forward to these 'two week 
vacation from parents' as they called it."

"Yeah," Laura sighed, "the girls were too. They might 
never talk to me again if I showed up after just two or 
three days at sea."

"So what can we do?" Stan said.

"Well for one thing," Laura said slyly, "we can enjoy 
the rest of our honeymoon."

"Now that's a plan," Stan said agreeing, "though I 
think for now I'll try getting a little more sleep, I 
really didn't get mush last night; thinking about 
everything you know."

"Well for some reason I feel fully rested," Laura said, 
"and a bit hungry. I think I'll see if Josie has cooked 
anything." As she got off the bed, a few gobs of cum 
dripped from both her ass and her pussy. "After I take 
a shower, that is." She said this smiling as she 
suddenly remembered the number of times she had been 
filled during the night. Stan seemed to have an 
unending supply of her favorite snack. Her hand 
unconsciously dropped to her pussy as she thought this, 
and scooping up some of the cum oozing out, brought it 
to her mouth and swallowed. She walked to the cabin 
door and, stepping out, headed toward the bathroom, 
past Henry and Josie's room.

Reaching the front of Josie's door, she was shocked 
when it suddenly shot open and an arm grabbed her, 
pulling her inside.

"So, you have to tell me," Josie said, "pulling her 
over to the bed and laying her down, "were you able to 
talk everything out?" Josie actually knew the answer 
already, having, once more, watched the pair in action 
all night.

Getting over the shock of being pulled into a virtual 
strangers cabin and bed, Laura said, "Actually, yes, we 
were able to work everything out, and I owe you a big 
thanks, I don't know how to repay you."

"Well, for starters," Josie said, "why don't you let me 
help you get cleaned up." And before Laura could ask 
what she meant, she felt Josie dive down between her 
legs and start sucking and eating out all of Stan's 
cum. Laura was, at first, too shocked, and after 
several minutes of Josie's talented tongue working in 
her cunt and teasing her clit, too sexually aroused, 
too move. 

As Laura was quickly driven to orgasm, Stan's cum, 
flowing into Josie's mouth was quickly accompanied by 
her own. When Josie had completely cleaned Laura's 
pussy, she dropped her tongue's attention to Laura's 
other hole and began cleaning her ass out too. Soon, 
Laura was completely wiped, both clean and of all 
energy, due to a second powerful orgasm. "There," Josie 
said, "all nice and clean. Anything else I could do for 
you?"

"Well," Laura said smiling, trying to catch her breath, 
"I was going to see if you had something to eat."

"Oh," Josie said excited, "don't say another word," and 
climbing on top of Laura, straddled her face and rubbed 
her pussy against Laura's mouth until she felt Laura 
greedily and happily sucking up all she had to offer. 
"That's right," Josie said, 'eat up, eat all you want, 
we are here to serve you!"

After completely eating up two orgasms worth of cunt 
juice, Laura squeezed from under Josie, standing up and 
looking at her with her juice covered face, "Well, 
that's not exactly what I had in mind," Laura said, 
"but it was definitely a great appetizer. Now, I'd 
better go take that bath." As she said this she stepped 
to the door and before going out turned to say, "thanks 
again, for everything, and I'll be wanting a little 
more of your special services throughout the trip. It 
will help me until I can get back to my girls; I've 
been missing them so much."

"You're always welcome, we are here to make you happy, 
I'll go to the galley now and get something ready while 
you finish." Josie promised.

*** 

As Laura walked out of the bathroom (having finished a 
long warm bath) she walked in the direction of the 
stairs and passing her cabin was surprised when it 
opened and Stan stepped out.

"I thought you were going to sleep a while longer?" 
Laura said questionably.

"I tried, but I couldn't get back to sleep. I decided 
to go up and try some of Josie's banana pancakes. She 
mentioned yesterday that's what she'd be making this 
morning."

"Shouldn't you take a bath first?"

"Actually, I already have, I have been up a lot longer 
than you."

"Oh," Laura said, surprised to hear that she was so 
knocked out that she hadn't even noticed her husband 
get out of bed, go out to take a bath and finally 
return to bed after having finished, "well, come on 
then, let's go."

As they walked into the galley, they were met by the 
sight of Josie leaning against a wall, her legs 
stretched wide and Henry's cock pumping in and out of 
her from behind. Since their backs were to the door, 
they didn't notice the new arrivals to the galley until 
they heard some chairs moving. Josie looked around and 
spotting the Andersons said, "Oh, you're here already," 
she disengaged Henry's cock leaving him with a sour 
look as she said, "I'll get your breakfast."

"Hey," Henry said, "you just can't leave me like this."

"Maybe you should finish what you were doing?" Laura 
said grinning, giving Henry's erect cock (just dying 
for somewhere to go) a lustful look."

"I really have to get the sausages off the fire, if 
they haven't burned already. I don't suppose you could 
finish that for me," Josie said, "throwing Henry's cock 
a quick glance, "if Stan doesn't mind of course."

"I don't mind," Stan said, "as long as I get to try 
that almost bald pussy of yours, it looks awesome."

"It tastes awesome too." Laura said, drawing a shocked 
look from Stan, one that quickly turned to a smile.

"Well," Stan said as Josie walked over to work at the 
stove, "aren't you going to go help that poor fellow?"

Laura, throwing him back a mischievous glare walked 
over to the spot on the wall just abandoned by Josie 
and assumed Josie's previous position. Henry quickly 
buried his cock in her and started to resume his 
pumping. Stan decided to walk over and get a closer 
look at his wife being fucked silly by a stranger. 

He found that it in no way made him jealous, if 
anything, he was getting very excited. He bent down to 
watch Henry's cock going in and out of Laura's pussy 
from just an inch away. As he saw Laura starting to get 
really hot and bothered, he stretched hi hand toward 
her groin area and, finding her clit, pinched it 
tightly making Laura scream and sending her into an 
orgasmic bliss.

Stan then noticed Henry about to explode and pulling 
him out of his wife sucked Henry's cock into his mouth 
just as Henry exploded. Stan swallowed all of Henry's 
cum and when there was no more, he licked every inch of 
Henry's cock clean with his tongue.

Standing and seeing Henry's surprised, but happy, face 
Stan said, "sorry about that, but I just have one rule 
about fucking my wife, no cumming in her cunt. I don't 
want to have to wonder if any baby conceived on our 
honeymoon is mine."

"Sounds fair to me," Henry said smiling, as Josie 
placed a plate of sausages on the table nest to the 
stack of pancakes already there.

*** 

After Laura came down from her sexual high enough to 
get some breakfast, they all sat around the table 
eating and talking when Josie asked Henry, "Henry, did 
you talk to Richard this morning? I talked to Beatrice 
earlier and she said he was dying to talk to you."

"I talked to him just before coming in here. He said 
everything is fine, but he needed some last minute 
decisions on how to handle a job we've been given at 
the office."

"Wait a second," Laura said, suddenly jumping into the 
conversation, "you two are in communication with people 
back home? How? I thought we were completely isolated, 
I know for a fact there are no cell phone towers here 
in the middle of the Caribbean."

"Oh," Josie said, looking guiltily, "I'm sorry, I know 
you want to believe we are completely isolated, I 
shouldn't have—"

"No," Laura said, cutting in, "please, I want to know, 
seriously, is there a phone on board?"

"Well, no, no phone, but you have to remember that in 
today's world, there simply is no such thing as 
complete isolation, the best we can do is virtual 
isolation. I know you and Stan have been pretty busy in 
your cabin, and probably haven't bothered to notice the 
large TV hanging on the wall. It does work you know, 
you may not have noticed this either, but there is a 
satellite dish on top of the control room. I know you 
saw the computer by the sun yesterday, it's for 
everyone's use you know."

"The computer," Stan said, suddenly interested in the 
conversation, "are you saying that the computer is—"

"Online," Henry finished, "via the same satellite 
connection that controls the TV's. We would have 
mentioned it, but you didn't seem to want to know about 
other people during your honeymoon; why the sudden 
interest?"

"Well," Laura said, "Stan and I were just talking this 
morning and we agreed that what we really want is to 
contact our kids. Let them know that everything is 
fine, better than fine, actually, and also find out how 
they are getting along."

"Well, whenever you want, the computer is at your 
disposal." Henry said, "You can send them an email, you 
can even arrange a net-conference if you would rather 
talk to them, rather than simply write."

"No, that's okay," Stan said, "email will be fine for 
now. "Turning to Laura he added, "We can send it to 
John's address; that new Pocket PC of his is always 
with him and will alert him instantly."

"We'll have to think carefully how best to say things," 
Laura said, "Hannah once told me, you can't be too 
careful what you put on paper or digital, whatever that 
means."

"That's so true," Josie said, "you never know who can 
be reading a copy." She got up suddenly and returning 
to the wall she was leaning on before said, "but first, 
Stan, since Henry is still a bit down from his 
encounter with Laura, do you think you can help me out 
a bit; he left me with an uncontrollable itch that 
needs to be scratched now." As she said this, she 
opened her legs wide again, showing the full interior 
of her pussy.

Stan shot Laura a questioning glance and on receiving a 
nod, walked over, behind Josie, and buried his cock 
(which had been hard since he watched Henry fuck his 
wife) deep into Josie's pussy, receiving a joyous moan 
from her, and applause from Laura and Henry.


Chapter Eighteen – Ana's Crisis of Identity


Ron thought he heard someone talk and he slowly opened 
his eyes; he noticed at once that Hannah was still 
sleeping soundly on top of him. She looked so peaceful 
that he felt bad about having to wake her, but they 
should probably be going anyway, who knows how long 
they had been out. 

He sure didn't know how much time they had spent there, 
but he was sure it was at least noon. Leaning up, he 
began kissing Hannah, at the same time dropping his arm 
(which had been wrapped around her body as they slept) 
to his suddenly very erect cock, and properly 
positioning it at her cunt's entrance, pushed slowly 
in.

Hannah moaned softly in her sleep as she felt her pussy 
being pumped, over and over again, but as she began to 
realize that the new sensations she was feeling were 
not part of the erotic dream she'd been having, she 
slowly opened her eyes as well.

Smiling at her master, she began to kiss him back as 
she lay on top of him, greatly enjoying his cock in her 
pussy. Then suddenly, they both froze as they heard a 
voice, "You've Got Mail!" it said.

Ron realized that this was what had awakened him. He 
tried to return to the same rhythm of pumping he had 
been using with Hannah, but on again hearing the Pocket 
PC he stopped completely and helping Hannah off him, 
went to where his shorts were lying on the floor and 
picked them up. From the pocket he pulled out the mini-
PC and checking the screen saw the message, "Inbox 1 
new message high priority!"

As the PC once more voiced its message, Ron walked over 
to Hannah with a look that said, "why can't we shut 
this thing up?"

Understanding what he wanted, Hannah looked at the PC 
and said, "The email as listed as high priority, that 
means 'very important' that's why it keeps repeating, 
it needs us to acknowledge we got the message." Hannah 
looked at the two choices under the priority message on 
the screen, 'download message' and 'download heading'. 
Touching the words, 'download heading' the alert screen 
was replaced by the inbox screen with the heading of 
one unopened message; "For The Entire Family – ALL'S 
WELL". Hannah passed it to Ron, who, noticing the 
sender's address said, opened his eyes wide and said, 
"Hey, it's from Mom and Dad!"

"What?" Hannah said a little nervous about receiving a 
high priority mail from their parents when they were 
suppose to be in isolation, "do you think they're all 
right?"

"Well they make a point to emphasize, 'ALL'S WELL'," 
Ron said. Wondering why he wasn't opening it, Hannah 
threw him a questioning look, and quickly bowed her 
head. Understanding what she wanted to know, Ron said, 
"It's John's mail."

She lifted her head slightly and said, "It says, 'for 
the entire family', that includes you," then quickly 
lowering her head again added, "master, sir."

"No, not now, it might be for all of us, but it was 
sent to John's address, probably because they new this 
thing would alert him quickly, John should be the one 
to open it. Come on, we better get out of here. Make 
sure everything is exactly how we found it."

As they took a few minutes to return everything to its 
original state (discarding the open beer bottle and 
used cups in the garbage can) they walked back to the 
ladder and prepared to climb up the way they had come. 
Hannah gave the mysterious room one last look, her eyes 
stopping curiously on a locked door on the opposite 
wall.

Ron noticed her stare and said, "It leads to another 
tunnel that goes up and comes out in a back wall inside 
that cave we were looking at. There only two way in 
here, through that cave in 'Killer Cove' and through 
the secret entrance we used."

Hannah was curious to here more about what this place 
actually was, and how Ron had come to know about it, 
but he said no more and simply started climbing the 
ladder to the plateau exit.

As he reached the top, Ron felt around for the handle 
that could be used to push aside the entrance stone, 
and once open, climbed out, remembering at the last 
minute to click a switch at the very top that 
controlled the lights below.

Once outside, he and Hannah returned the entrance stone 
to its original state and prepared to climb back over 
the rocks to the path that returned them to the main 
part of the beach.

Ron helped Hannah climb down the rock and as they both 
turned onto the path heard a voice say, "So there you 
are, what did she do, give you a lesson on how to build 
your own Pocket PC. So what's the decision, are you 
going to buy one."

Ron and Hannah looked and saw John and Debbie walking 
toward them, "What, come to get this," Ron said, 
"passing him the PC. Actually, according to Hannah this 
is already out dated, but it is good to have, 
especially in cases of priority mail, so I am ordering 
the advance model, yesterday."

"Actually," John said taking his PC, "I'm here because 
Debbie wants to show me one of the local sites, a bomb 
shelter built before World War II. But why do I get the 
feeling you already know all about it?"

"Yeah," Ron said, "we were just there." Debbie looked 
curiously at Ron and Hannah and he said, "Great place 
for a quite computer lesson. Jason told me all about it 
last night," Ron explained. "He said your grandfather 
was one of the original builders of it."

"My great-grandfather actually," Debbie corrected, "My 
grandfather was just the first to give it the unique 
use it has been given by certain students since then."

"I was telling Jason that it seems ironic that a war 
would make people forget about a place built to survive 
bomb attacks during a war," Ron said.

"Yes, well, from what Grandpa once told us, the 
majority or maybe all of those who worked it, my great-
granddad included, were killed during the war, 
something about a sneak attack on the infantry division 
they were all assigned to. The bomb shelter wasn't 
complete yet, and therefore hadn't been officially 
unveiled before the attack on Pearl Harbor. My great-
granddad had mailed his son (Grandpa) the secret of how 
to get into it in an emergency though. It's been a bit 
of a family secret since then. Did you take the oath of 
secrecy when Jason told you about it?"

"Yeah," suddenly remembering something and turning to 
John he said, "listen, speaking of mail, there's one 
from Mom and Dad, I haven't opened it, but it's for the 
whole family."

John quickly checked his Pocket PC and just as quickly 
turned it off and put it away.

"Aren't you going to open it?" Ron asked bewildered at 
the little importance John seemed to have given it.

"Not yet, they make a point to put down that they are 
Okay, and since it's for the entire family, I think 
I'll open it when all of us are together. Right now, 
Don is with Katrina in the small tent, they made a 
point that they wanted no interruptions.

Ron threw a surprised look at Debbie and said, "And 
that's okay with you?"

"Don just wants her to talk about everything there is 
to know about the local High School. She's a big girl; 
she knows how to be safe." Seeing Ron's eyes open she 
added, "safe about what to talk about I mean." She said 
this in an, "as if we are dumb enough to believe that" 
tone.

"Lana, by the way," John continued, "is locked in the 
big tent being taught everything there is to learn 
about the rest of the town by Jason."

"Jason," Ron said disapprovingly, "he's only 13."

"Actually, he's 14 today, for a whole 24 hours he and 
Katrina are the same age. Then, starting tomorrow, 
Katrina and I will be the same age for a whole month."

"So you're saying today is Jason's birthday and 
tomorrow is Katrina's" Hannah said, speaking for the 
first time."

"Yes, Lana mentioned something about a special birthday 
present for Jason if he helped her enough. Don promised 
something similar to Katrina."

"You're parents didn't waste much time between 
deliveries and conceptions did they?" Ron said.

"No, they always tell how they planned on having one 
boy and one girl, and after that cutting the production 
line for good. Katrina hates it when they tell the 
story, makes her feel unwanted, like her birth was some 
accident our parents never planned on. That's why she's 
always been the rebel in our family."

"The rebel," Ron said interested, "how much of a rebel, 
exactly?"

"Well, you came up from the bomb shelter, didn't you?" 
Debbie asked, "Katrina is the one that keeps it 
currently stocked with all the goodies you saw."

"Really," Ron said, his eyes shining, "I take it you 
aren't talking about the beer and pretzels. Maybe I'll 
talk to your sister a while myself, when Don is 
finished, I mean, I am going to the same High School he 
is."

Hannah threw Ron a harsh look, then, catching herself, 
bowed her head respectfully.

"Anyway," John said, "the point is, if we are going to 
open the letter together, this is definitely not the 
moment. At home, tonight, will be better."

"What about the party?" Ron asked.

"None of the others are staying another night; it was a 
pretty long night and day, for that matter, for most of 
us."

"Yeah," Ron agreed, "I actually can't wait to get 
home."

"Well, see you there tonight then," John said, turning 
with Debbie toward the rock that hid the bomb shelter 
entrance and helping her over.

***

Ana was heating another sausage when she saw Ron 
approaching with Hannah.

"Where have you two been?" She snapped, tired of no one 
to talk to and nothing to do except listen to the moans 
that occasionally escaped from either the small or big 
tent beside her. Even Amy and Pietro had disappeared 
together, and she was left as guardian of the camp.

"We were busy," Ron said, "and now we're going to go 
eat something, come on Hannah, I saw a nice restaurant 
just outside the beach."

"You can't go to a restaurant dressed like that!" Ana 
screamed loudly.

"Then we'll go home first and change," Ron said. "That 
we can watch a movie too, what do you think—SISTER—do 
you mind spending more time with me?"

He put his arm around Hannah's shoulder and she 
snuggled up to his side and put her head on his 
shoulder as they walked, not saying a single word. Ana 
was furious, especially since she saw this as an out 
right betrayal of the pact the girls had made to have 
no contact with the boys until they were ready. She 
felt like going into the big tent and complaining to 
Lana, but hearing Lana give a very content moan from 
inside, decided this was not the time to bother her.

She was, however, too upset to stay there any longer, 
all her brothers and sisters had someone to snuggle up 
with at the moment and she was stuck barbecuing 
sausages. She shut off the barbecue and just started to 
walk across the beach, not really paying attention to 
where she was going. She just walked, and walked and 
walked, feeling more and more alone and betrayed, even 
though there were people all around her.

As she finally started to tire a bit, she took a look 
around. "Where am I?" she wondered. She had been 
walking for who knows how long, and for who knows how 
far, and she had been crying so much. "Why was I 
crying?" she demanded of herself. She was alone, she 
realized, that's what's wrong! No mom, no Lana, no 
Hannah, no Pietro; she had never been alone in her 
life, yet here she was, four new family members in her 
life, five if you count Amy, and yet she was alone!

Studying the area she had ended up in, she realized 
suddenly, that she was surrounded by a giant wall, it 
covered three sides of her, and even the side that led 
to the beach had a giant wall that made it almost 
impossible to see anyone swimming in this section from 
anyone swimming in sections beyond the wall. How had 
she ended up here? 

She turned around and studied the path she had come 
from and noticed a whole, rather like and entrance, in 
the wall, there was a table by it, and what looked like 
a guard, but he seemed to be arguing with someone at 
the moment, Ana figured she was in the private beach 
Ron had mentioned the night before, and that she in 
fact, should not be here. Studying this area of beach, 
she found it quite deserted compared to where she had 
been. 

Something was missing her, what was it? Children, for 
one thing, there didn't appear to be anyone under the 
age of 18 around, making Ana more strongly suspect she 
shouldn't be here; but something else was missing, 
CLOTHES! Everyone around her was nude! Ana took a few 
minutes to study all the cocks, breasts, cunts and 
asses around her, and she was quickly getting very wet.

Ana noticed one or two people throwing her curious 
looks, staring at her; why were they staring at her, it 
couldn't be because of her age, Ana and her sisters had 
always looked older than they were. "Oh," she thought 
suddenly, and slipping out of her bikini top and 
bottom, carried them the rest of the way.

She started to walk quickly, wanting to see if there 
was a more deserted spot farther into this area. As she 
continued to, almost run, forward, she kept turning her 
head to study every cunt she passed; there were just as 
many cocks, but for some reason it was only the cunts 
that really caught her eye. Then suddenly, and quite 
unexpectedly, BAM!

*** 

"Owww," Ana said as she tried to move. "Where was she 
now?" she wondered. "What had happened?" All she 
remembered was she was having the most magnificent 
dream in which a black haired 'goddess' was driving her 
to orgasm after orgasm with her talented tongue in her 
pussy. 

"Oh, finally," she heard someone say, "I thought you'd 
never wake up."

As Ana bought her eyes into focus on who was speaking, 
she saw the beautiful hazel-eyed brunette from her 
dreams and said, 'My goddess' before shaking her head 
and saying, "oh, no, I'm dead."

"Don't be silly," said the young lady smiling, "I'm the 
one who almost died when you crashed into my surf board 
and me. You nearly gave me a heart attack, and I've got 
a pretty strong heart."

"Where am I?" Ana said, suddenly sitting up. "What 
happened exactly?"

"Well, you seemed to be in a pretty big hurry, and I 
shouldn't try to put the blame on you, cause I was in 
just as much of a hurry to get out and make the surf. I 
was blocking my view with my surf board, most people 
usually run toward the water when the surf comes up, 
not from it. Anyway, our paths sort of crossed or 
collided I should say, somewhat strongly. I was pretty 
worried about you; you couldn't even tell me which of 
the colleges you attend. All you could tell me was—"

"That I was fine and just needed to lie down and rest a 
while." Ana said, remembering a conversation she 
thought had occurred only in her dream. She suddenly 
wondered what else she was not dreaming.

"Good, you're starting to remember."

"Yes, you told me your tent was nearby and I could lay 
in it until my strength returned."

"And here you are!" The young woman finished, once more 
smiling strongly at Ana. Ana saw the woman eyeing ever 
part of her naked body strongly with a strange look, a 
look Ana knew very well, and which she herself probably 
had at the moment as she too studied the young lady, it 
was the look of desire.

She sure was beautiful, Ana thought as she said, "I 
thought you were an angel," Ana said, "that's why I 
thought I was dead, I was sure only in heaven could I 
be in front of someone like you."

The young woman smiled and said, "What makes you say 
something like that?"

"Well," Ana said, "your so beautiful, your hair, your 
eyes, your skin, everything" (Ana purposely neglected 
mentioning the young lady's perfect tits, beautifully 
shaped ass and nicely trimmed pussy with just a bit of 
black hair above the split).

"Why thank you, but don't sell yourself short, you're 
pretty beautiful yourself. What's your name, and what 
college do you go to? You look so young, you must be a 
freshman right? If I didn't know people under the age 
of 18 weren't allowed on this part of the beach, I 
might even have mistaken you for a high school 
student."

"Oh dear," Ana thought, "I can't tell her I am only 
starting High School in 3 weeks, not only will I get in 
trouble for being on this part of the beach, she might 
not want to talk with me anymore. She must be at least 
a sophomore at her college. Out loud she said, "yes, 
everyone says I don't look my age," well it's true, she 
thought to herself, since most people say her and 
sisters looked at least like high school juniors, "but 
you are right, I am a freshman," no need to mention 
where I will be a freshman at.

"A lot of people say I look younger than I am," the 
young woman said. Smiling she added, "I visited a high 
school football game last year, and one of the players 
tried to get me to go on a date with him."

"What's your name?" Ana asked with a look of adoration 
in her eyes.

"Why don't you just call me Patty, all my friends call 
me Patty. Yeah, that's it, for today I am just Patty, 
another young person trying to drown her sorrows at the 
beach." 

"Sorrows," Ana said, opening her eyes and looking sadly 
at Patty, "is something wrong?"

"Not really," Patty said, sitting next to Ana on the 
floor or the tent. As she sat opposite Ana, she crossed 
her legs Indian style and her pussy opened up, treating 
Ana to a complete look of the moist, lovely wet pink 
interior. "Just feeling a little lonely at the moment, 
I just had another bad break-up; it's not really new, I 
haven't found a perfect mate since my last year of High 
School."

"He must have been a fool!" Ana said strongly. "Anyone 
that would let you go is either mad or a fool."

"Why thanks again, you know, you still haven't told me 
your name and where you were going in such a hurry."

"You can call me 'Sugar' all my friends call me that, 
it's because they say I'm the sweetest of my sisters." 
Ana didn't mention she was talking about her taste.

Patty, however, said "and so sweet you are," and her 
eyes dropped to some juices pooling from Ana's cunt, 
without thinking she licked her lips as she saw them.

Ana didn't fail to notice this, but went on talking 
saying, "As to where I was going, I really wasn't going 
anywhere," Ana confessed, "I was just trying to run 
away."

"Run away," Patty said concerned, "run away from what, 
their not mistreating you at home are they."

"It wasn't a who really, it was more like a what, I was 
trying to run away from something I was feeling at the 
moment; it was loneliness," Ana sobbed, "I felt so 
alone it was driving me crazy, I've never been alone in 
my life. I have a mother I love and had never been 
separated from, sisters I've never been apart from, and 
now I even have a father for the first time in my life, 
and brothers I think I'll really learn to love, but, 
somehow, I suddenly found myself alone and I couldn't 
take it." Ana was really crying now. "I just missed 
everyone I loved so much." She broke down in tears 
again and Patty leaned over to her.

"There, there, you're not alone now, Sugar, and neither 
am I. I very much doubt that us running into each other 
(literally) could have been an accident, we were meant 
to find each other."

Patty hugged Ana, and Ana leaned over and kissed her on 
the cheek. Catching a taste of something on Patty's 
face, she then grabbed hold of Patty and kissed her on 
the lips, taking her by surprise, as Patty's mouth 
dropped open in shock, Ana forced her tongue inside and 
forced it dance with Patty's for several minutes. Patty 
tried to break free, but was finding the feelings 
running through her body hard to fight.

Finally Ana broke off the kiss and asked, "Did she look 
like me?"

"What," Patty said surprised, unsure what Ana meant.

"You're true love in high school, did she look like 
me?"

Patty looked at her in shock, who was this young girl 
who had so captured her heart. How did she know? Patty 
had indeed had a lesbian affair in High School, and 
yes, she had looked very much like Ana, it was maybe 
the reason why when she saw Ana's open pussy gushing 
juices before her, she couldn't resist reminding 
herself of the taste. 

Patty had fought long and hard in her college years to 
suppress that side of her, going from one failed 
relationship to another, knowing quite well why they 
never quite worked out. "We can't do this," Patty said, 
"I'm not like that, I—I—" she couldn't think what to 
say, especially when Ana glued her lips to one of her 
nipples, one of her now very hard nipple.

After a few minutes Ana released Patty's boob and said, 
"I was having the most incredible dream before waking 
up, do you know what it was. I'll tell you, I was 
dreaming that you were giving me one glorious orgasm 
after another as you sucked and sucked my pussy without 
wanting to ever stop.

The strange thing is, that when I kissed you on the 
cheek a little while ago, I caught a most incredible 
taste, you know what I tasted, Patty, I'll tell you, I 
tasted me, I love how I taste, how my sisters taste, 
which is why I just had to suck your tongue to get all 
the taste of me I could. I wasn't completely dreaming 
was I Patty?"

Ana was looking deep into Patty's eyes as she said 
this, but she showed absolutely no signs of anger at 
being violated while unconscious, all she showed was 
love for this woman, and Patty new her eyes probably 
reflected the same message. "She did look like you," 
Patty said, "but you are much sweeter, in every sense 
we can give the word. When you first lay down to sleep, 
you moved you finger to your sweet hole, and you 
started masturbating in you sleep. 

"You looked so beautiful and exciting that I had to 
masturbate along with you, I wanted to CUM with you, 
and then when you actually came, and I saw you gushing 
those sweet juices, I just had to have a taste, but 
once I tasted it, I just couldn't stop until I had had 
more and more of you."

Ana still had her arm around Patty's back, but Patty 
was no longer resisting any advances Ana made and Ana 
let her arm drop to the front of Patty's body and with 
her hand resting on Patty's crotch, began to tenderly 
rub Patty's cunt lips and clit. As she did this she 
resumed her attack on Patty's boob, sucking first one, 
then the other.

Soon Patty was too weak with joy and lust to even 
consider putting a stop to it when Ana pushed her on 
her back and straddling her in a 69 position began 
rubbing her pussy in Patty's face, as she ate Patty's 
cunt greedily. Patty soon began once more feasting on 
Ana's pussy, with no quilt this time since Ana was 
awake and permitting her full access. 

Patty explored Ana's pussy completely with her tongue, 
sucking on Ana's cunt lips, and at times gently biting 
her clit. She was in love with Ana's taste, she, in 
fact, loved everything about this girl that was giving 
her more pleasure than she had felt in almost 7 years; 
this girl that was helping her to remember who she 
truly was.

Patty felt Ana stick three fingers in her pussy hole 
and start pumping as she continued to suck her clit. 
Patty returned the favor by pumping her fingers in and 
out of Ana rapidly. Soon, they both had each other at a 
point of no return, and with a small scream, Ana came 
in Patty's mouth, driving Patty to a furious orgasm of 
her own, one like she had not felt since High School. 

Even after cumming, they continued attacking each 
other, driving each other to at least two smaller 
orgasms a piece before Ana turned around, so she was 
face to face with Patty, and locked lips once more with 
Patty. Ana kissed her like she had kissed no one before 
in her life, loving every bit of her, knowing without a 
doubt in her mind, that she had found her soul-mate.

After spending two more hours of hot non-stop lesbian 
sex together, they both collapsed and fell asleep in 
each others arms.

*** 

An hour later, Ana woke up to find Patty still sleeping 
soundly beside her. Ana watched her sleeping for a 
while, loving every part of her, "I love you, Patty," 
she said softly as Patty slept. Then, suddenly hearing 
herself say those words she fell into a dark hole of 
despair and confusion.

"I love you," she thought, "no, I can't love you, not 
the way my heart is telling me, you're a girl, and I'm 
a girl. I enjoy sex with girls, but I don't fall in 
love with girls—DO I—No, I can't, I'm not, I'm not—AM 
I?"

The confusion so over-powered Ana that she felt she had 
to get away and think somewhere else, "It's the sexual 
lust," she thought, "that has to be it, once I'm away 
from Patty, I'll never think about her again." She saw 
her bikini on the floor next to Patty's surf board, and 
grabbing it, slowly got up, careful not to make a 
sound. 

She quietly slipped out of the tent and once on the 
beach again, walked as fast as she could back toward 
the direction of the entrance in the wall, through 
which, after putting her bikini back on, she walked and 
emerged back on the regular beach. Once there, she 
headed back toward her family's tents, only to find 
that everything was gone. Looking around, she heard a 
voice from behind say, "Ana, Ana where have you been?"

Turning around she saw the younger Wilson girl, Katrina 
and she said, "Katrina, where is everyone?"

"They're all at your house. There's some sort of family 
meeting or something. Everyone was looking for you; 
they thought you had gone on ahead."

"Have they been gone long?"

"Not really, Ron, Pietro, Amy and Jason finished taking 
the last things around 20 minutes ago. Don, John, Lana, 
Hannah, Debbie and myself had been at your house for 
some time."

"I thought Ron and Hannah were going to a movie and 
lunch?"

"I heard that was the plan, but they cancelled when 
Lana caught up with them and demanded Hannah join her 
for the rest of the day."

"Well, I'd better go see what is going on."

"Here," Katrina said, tossing her a towel, "you don't 
want to be walking the streets alone, dressed like 
that, even if it is only 3 blocks."

"Thanks," Ana said appreciatively, wrapping the towel 
around her mid-section like a skirt. As she walked 
home, to her joy and also to her confused pain, she 
realized that all she could think about were the hours 
she had passed with Patty. "I'm not forgetting you 
Patty, "she thought, "I still love you!"

***

In her tent, Patty was just waking up and looking over 
to see her sweet Sugar, this girl that had captured her 
heart, the new love of her life, she found the spot 
where she had been laying down, empty. Her true love 
was once more missing. Getting up and searching the 
area around her tent, she saw no sign of the girl 
anywhere.

"She's gone," Patty thought, almost in tears, "she's 
gone and I don't even know her real name, all I know is 
that I love her. How can I survive without her?"

"Ms. Clark," she heard someone say behind her.

Turning she saw a past student of hers, Jennifer Lewis.

"Ms. Lewis, how are you, I would have thought you'd be 
on your way to France by now. I heard you got into that 
exquisite music and arts college you so wanted to go 
to."

"I did, I actually have to start in two weeks, I wanted 
to thank you; it was really your recommendation that 
sealed the deal for me, YOU ARE THE NUMBER 1 HIGH 
SCHOOL TEACHER AROUND!"


Chapter Nineteen – Family Gathering


"What's up?" Ana asked walking into her room and seeing 
Lana and Hannah busy at the computer monitor.

"Where were you? We looked all over for you," Lana 
said, somewhat cross.

"I was tired and took a nap. Our own tents were 
occupied so I had to find somewhere else to sleep."

"They're cumming again." Hannah said.

"Is it still recording?" Lana asked excitedly.

"Yes, I think this should be enough to make our final 
edits." Hannah said opening another program.

"So you haven't told me what's going on, Katrina said 
something about a meeting."

"Yeah, John and the rest of the boys say they have 
something important to show us, Hannah knows what it is 
but she won't tell me." Lana said this last part with a 
bitter tone and shot Hannah a cold stare.

"Been ordered to keep it quiet, ehhh?" Ana said, also 
sounding somewhat bitter.

"It's a surprise," Hannah said to Ana, avoiding her 
questioning stare, "we're supposed to meet them in 
about half-an-hour in the studio."

"Does it have something to do with the band?" Ana asked 
curiously.

"Can't say," Hannah said.

"Well at least tell me what you're working on there, 
you can tell me that can't you?"

"Hannah thinks it's time to put an end to our ban," 
Lana said sounding resentful, but also nodding in 
agreement, "she wants to do something tonight, so she's 
getting some footage."

Ana looked closely at the monitor for the first time 
and saw John, Ron and Don filling all three of Amy's 
holes with cum.

"Hannah's right," Ana said, to both girls' surprise, 
"if all this ban is doing is keeping us from 
remembering what its like to have a true cock pumping 
in and out of our cunts, then what's the point of it. 
That should be one of us right now." She sounded very 
bitter as she said this, in reality, as she watched the 
monitor; she realized that it was truly Amy that was 
drawing her interest, that beautiful bald pussy of 
hers. Patty's had been almost bald too, and she tasted 
so good.

"Dreaming about being in Amy's position right now are 
you," Lana said mischievously as she studied Ana, lost 
in thought. "I guess you two are right, if we can get 
this lesson thing over with, the sooner the better. 
With Debbie and Katrina and Amy, and anyone else that 
may be filling their needs," Lana threw Hannah a 
reproachful look as she said this, "I guess the boys 
sure aren't missing out on as much action as we are. We 
got some nice shots of John with Debbie and Don with 
Katrina earlier."

"Yeah," Ana said sounding a little surprised, "Katrina 
told me they had all been over here earlier; I thought 
they were taking care of business elsewhere."

"Well, they wanted to be here early to check something 
out," Hannah said, "so they finished their business 
here. John was giving Debbie a tour of the game room, I 
never realized everything we had tables for down 
there."

"Why didn't he just show her his room?" Ana said 
surprised.

"Because that's where Don was finishing his business 
with Katrina." Lana explained.

"You know," Ana said a bit confused, "like I said 
before, I met Katrina exactly where she was when I 
first went to take my nap, yet she had time to come 
over here finish business with Don and get back there; 
how long have I been gone anyway?"

"Ana, it's almost 6:30; you've been gone most of the 
day." Hannah said.

"You must really have been having fun," Lana said 
suspiciously, "if you didn't even notice a whole day 
slip away."

"Oh, I was," Ana said dreamily without thinking, "I 
never had so much fun in my life." Then, realizing what 
she was saying and noticing the curious looks on her 
sisters' faces she added, "sleeping you know, it can be 
real fun."

"Only when you're sharing the bed with someone," Lana 
said, raising her eyes questionably.

"Oh, look," Ana said suddenly pointing to the monitor, 
"they're leaving."

"Oh, it must be time to meet them," Hannah said.

"Ana, put on your 'short-short' skirt and belly button 
top, we put it on the bed for you; no underclothes."

Looking at her sisters, Ana realized for the first time 
that this was, in fact, all that they were wearing. She 
could see her sisters' hardened nipples through the 
strip of material Lana had called a blouse. It just 
barely covered the bottom of their breasts, and left a 
bit of the top of them uncovered. 

As for the skirts, 'short-short' was no exaggeration, 
as they barely reached the bottom of the girls pussies, 
and any movement whatsoever left nothing unseen. Ana 
had never quite appreciated just how beautiful her 
sisters' pussies and breasts were, and once more 
letting her mind wander toward thoughts of Patty, tried 
fruitlessly to block them out. As she dressed she tried 
to push sex completely out of her mind by saying, "hey, 
what happened to dinner?"

"We ate early," Lana said, "I guess you will end up 
eating late."

As they were about to walk out the door Hannah said, 
"Oh, the disk, can't forget that."

As she grabbed it, Ana threw her a questioning glance, 
but Hannah didn't say anything to explain, and soon, 
they were on their way to the studio in the garage.

***

In the studio, they were surprised to find, not only 
the boys, but Pietro and Amy as well. As they all 3 
took seats on the sofa in front of the giant screen, 
John, who was at the computer said, "I asked all here 
because I got something in the mail today and I didn't 
want to open it unless we were all together."

"Mail," Lana questioned, "you mean like a special 
delivery letter," she said excitedly, knowing that 
anything John had gotten concerning the whole family 
could only have come from one source. "It was from Mom 
and Dad wasn't it? But, how; they're isolated somewhere 
in the middle of the Caribbean aren't they? I doubt 
they have mail boxes there, not to mention that it 
hasn't even been 3 days yet. And why would they send 
anything to you alone anyway?"

"It was emailed, stupid!" Lana opened her eyes when she 
heard Hannah, address her like this. Hannah saw the 
hurt look on her face, but more importantly, the angry 
look in Ron's eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I just mean 
that it's pretty obvious that even in the middle of the 
ocean you can have satellite access to the internet," 
she stopped talking and put her head down, throwing Ron 
a painful, "I'm sorry look," with her eyes first.

"Hannah is probably right," John aid, "anyway, the 
thing is, since it's addressed 'For The Entire Family' 
I wanted us all here, that includes you two," he added, 
looking at Amy and Pietro, who both gave him a smile.

John pressed some keys on the computer and opened the 
email server, since he was using the big screen as a 
second monitor, they could all see what he was seeing 
on the small monitor before him.

After logging in to his account and reaching his inbox 
he said, "There it is, let's see what they have to 
say."

Clicking on the letter, he was disappointed and as 
annoyed as the rest to find one line of text; it said, 
"Girls, your Mom says you have a great band."

"That's it?" Don said.

"That's what we've been waiting all day to see?" Lana 
said, somewhat angrily.

"It can't be," Hannah said, "that isn't a message to 
the whole family. And the subject says, to the whole 
family!"

"Can there be something we're not seeing?" Ron asked.

"Blue and red make a sick combination." Ana said, 
suddenly, "that I can see clearly."

Everyone except Hannah and John threw Ana a "you are so 
ridiculous" look. Here there were, trying to solve the 
mystery of their parents message, and all she could do 
was criticize their use of red font on a blue 
background.

"Ana, don't be such a—"

"—Genius!" Hannah said.

"I should have seen it before." John said, "of course, 
the point was not to see it; like Ron said." He began 
scrolling down the apparently empty page, everyone 
except Hannah having a puzzled look in their eyes.

"There," Hannah called out suddenly, "go back a line, I 
saw something. There, what's that?"

Everyone focused on the line Hannah was pointing out 
and saw only a series of dashes and a greater than 
symbol, a large space, and a less than symbol followed 
by more dashes.

"They're arrows," Hannah said, "pointing to the space 
between them, a URL no doubt."

"How do you know that," Ron asked, a bit impressed with 
his slave.

It was John that answered, by highlighting the line and 
revealing the hidden address clearly. He then said, 
"It's blue, that's why we couldn't immediately see it 
on the blue background."

"Is it really from them," Lana said cautiously, "I've 
heard of websites that destroy entire computer 
networks, you can't just click on anything you see in 
an email."

"Well, this leads to a video file called, 'themessage' 
on a website named 'fortheAndersonFamily'," John said 
pointing out various parts of the URL address.

"Well what are you waiting for, click it," Lana said, 
excited once more. "Let's see what they really have to 
say." This suggestion was followed by shouts of 
agreement from the others and John clicked it.

He was instantly directed to an almost totally blank 
web page that on half loading gave the message, "for 
files on this page to be accessed, the password must be 
entered."

"A password" Don said, "I didn't even know Dad knew 
what a password was, less how to set up a website with 
password protection."

"Must have been Mom," John said, trying to think what 
the password might be.

"Mom doesn't know how to turn on our computers," Hannah 
said, "I doubt she set up this webpage."

"What can the password be," John said annoyed after 
trying all their names, their last name, their names 
and last names together as well as the address and 
phone number.

"You'd think they'd have given us a clue," Don said 
angrily.

"Oh," Hannah said suddenly, "they did give us a clue! 
What do you think that one line of text was for?"

Smiling as he understood what she was saying, John 
typed in 'tripletx' and the browser screen was 
instantly replaced by an opening video program screen, 
and as the video began to run, they smiled as the 
camera focused on their Dad's face.

***

Stan was obviously on the deck of a boat, they could 
see the ocean behind him.

"Hi kids, as you can see isolation really doesn't work 
for your Mom and me." The camera view zoomed out and 
they saw their mom naked on her hands and knees, she 
was looking at the camera and waving as she sucked 
Stan's cock.

"Hey, if they are both there, who's controlling the 
camera?" Lana asked.

Almost as if he had heard her question, Stan said, "let 
me introduce you to someone," just then, a man walked 
on screen behind Laura, a very naked man with a very 
erect dick and stuck it in their mom's inviting pussy.

"Wow," Lana said, "that guy is fucking mom, right in 
front of dad!"

"I think we can all see that," Don said, a note of 
disapproval in his voice.

"That is so hot," Ana said, feeling her pussy flood a 
bit at the thought of a stranger screwing her mom right 
in front of their new pop. She noticed John throw her a 
disgusted look and said, "Oh, come on, you have to 
admit it is, and dad obviously doesn't mind."

"This is Henry," Stan continued, "he and his wife 
Josie," looking toward the back of the camera he said, 
"why don't you put the camera down a while Josie and 
come wave at the kids." They saw the camera moving from 
side to side as it was obviously being put on some sort 
of tripod and focused for still shots.

 They then saw a woman come into the shot, a very nice, 
and like everyone else, naked woman with the red-hair 
like Amy's. There was a table behind their dad in the 
movie. Josie went to it and sitting on it with her 
knees apart, exposed herself fully to the camera. "Wait 
a second kids," their dad said, "I need get a taste of 
this," he bent down and buried his head between Josie's 
legs and feasted away.

Laura took the opportunity to raise her head from 
Stan's cock and talk as she continued pumping him with 
her hand. "Henry and Josie have serviced us very nicely 
on this trip," she said, "and they've showed us a load 
of interesting activities a person can use to pass the 
time on a boat;" She winked at the camera, then 
continued saying, "like how to set up a website on a 
free webpage provider for instance." She moaned as 
Henry withdrew his cock from her pussy and stuck it in 
her ass in one move."

"Look," Hannah said amazed, "he's fucking her in the 
butt now!"

"She has a nice butt for fucking," Ron said, "it's no 
surprise he'd want to do it. I've seen a butt or two 
just like that and just couldn't resist sticking my 
cock in it." As he said this, Ron's eyes met Hannah's 
and they seemed to smile at each other for a while 
until Hannah lowered her head in reverence.

On the screen, Josie suddenly jumped down from the 
table and getting on her hands and knees face to face 
with Laura and began kissing her as Stan speared her 
cunt from behind. As he did so, he started talking 
again saying, "Now, your mother and I have been talking 
greatly about the family—"

"—when we haven't been doing something else," Laura 
said smiling, stopping her attack on Josie's tongue 
just long enough to get the words in.

"Right," Stan said as he watched Laura grab one of 
Josie's breasts and suck it into her mouth, "the point 
is though, that we've discovered that you kids have a 
lot more in common than we could ever have originally 
hoped for. For instance, you are all members of bands. 
We were wondering if you've had time to 'explore' all 
your over-lapping interests and talents. 

"We wanted you to know if you haven't you should really 
try to get more fully together, permanently merge, you 
all have your Mom and my blessings." They watched as 
Laura and Josie suddenly reversed positions so that 
Henry was now banging away at Josie's cunt, and Stan 
was busy in Laura's. "We'll be CUMMING soon," Stan 
said.

"Coming home that is," Laura clarified.

"Right," Stan said, "that too." He was clearly cumming 
in her and Laura and Josie were now shaking with their 
own orgasms as Henry finally let go and started dumping 
his load in Josie. "The point is," Stan said as he 
slowly regained the will to speak, "when we get home, 
we expect to see you all very well connected and ready 
to connect with us."

Josie suddenly jumped on the table as Henry's cock fell 
out of her pussy, and Laura quickly climbed on top of 
her in a 69, position.

"They're eating the cum right out of each other." Ana 
said enviously, her eyes fixed on Josie's pussy.

"Look," Don said, "that Henry fellow just sucked Dad's 
cock into his mouth and is cleaning it off."

Laura lifted her head from Josie's pussy long enough to 
say, "We really miss you, all of you, be good. I can't 
wait to be with all of you."

"Ron," Stan said suddenly and firmly, "one final thing, 
to you specifically," Ron looked amazed at the screen, 
"play nice with Hannah!" Ron turned and looked 
bewildered at Hannah, who in turn, looked absolutely 
terrified, "Was he forbidding Ron from being her 
Master," she wondered.

"But not too nice," Laura said, once more looking up 
from Josie's pussy, "give her everything she needs—"

"—right," Stan finished, "Just never forget she's your 
sister."

Ron and Hannah smiled at each other, they approved of 
their relationship.

Everyone else in the room looked oddly at the pair, but 
then heard their father speak again.

"Be sure and write to let us know you received this 
message, and to let us know how you've been getting 
along. Henry and Josie say that, at some other time, 
next week maybe, we can actually try setting up a live-
conference, but for now, email is fine. Just be careful 
not to make it easy for anyone that shouldn't read it 
to do so; John and Hannah, that's your department so I 
expect you can do it a lot better than us. Love you 
all!"

"Yeah," Laura said, "Love you. Obey Pietro and Amy, who 
I trust by now have also learned how to get along. Bye 
again." As she said this, Henry got up walking toward 
the camera and turning it off, leaving a blank screen 
in front of the kids.

No one talked for a few minutes, the video had gotten 
most of them, well all of them actually, very hot and 
bothered. Lana was the first to talk saying, "so, when 
they mentioned getting together and merging our shared 
interests and talents, does anyone think they were 
really talking about the band?"

"To tell you the truth," Ron said, "I would find the 
band a hard thing to concentrate on in the middle of an 
orgasm."

Ana shot him a nasty look, and then thought that given 
the choice between thinking about the band, and 
thinking about Patty, she knew where her mind would be 
every second, of every minute, of every hour. She 
quickly shook these thoughts off and instead said 
angrily to Ron, "What did he mean about you playing 
nice with Hannah?" She threw her sister a suspicious 
look.

"Hannah loves chess," Ron said, "just like me. Dad 
knows I can use some pretty brutal strategy at times." 
This was actually a very true statement.

"Yeah," Lana said doubtfully, "why do I get the feeling 
that's not all you can be brutal at?"

"You should talk," Hannah said angrily.

"Yeah," Don added, "aren't you the one who got Ron and 
Hannah extra close by having him suck the shit out of 
her, literally?" Don laughed as he said this, but 
neither Ron, nor Lana, looked very happy, and poor 
Hannah shot Don a terrified look. Hannah did not want 
her Master reminded that she had been used to humiliate 
him, that wouldn't be good for their relationship. 

"Then again," Hannah thought smiling, "it might make 
him extra mad at me and make him want to really beat 
me." Her pussy flooded at this thought.

Amy and Pietro, who had been observing quietly, up to 
now, rose, and Amy said, "Well, I better go finish some 
cleaning I was doing, I'm a bit late today, if you send 
your parents a reply, say hi for me."

"And don't forget to give them my salutations too." 
Pietro said as he followed Amy outside.

Now alone; with the boys, the girls looked at each 
other and gave each other a nod that said, "It's time!"

 
Chapter Twenty – Shared Resources


"So, listen," Lana said, "As long as we have the 
computer connected to that giant screen, why don't we 
watch something?"

As she said this, she pulled the disk Hannah had made 
from the pocket of her skirt, (It was actually amazing 
that there was room on that skirt for a pocket, not to 
mention enough room to keep a disk hidden up to now).

"What's that?" John asked.

"I guess you could call it our first music video." Lana 
said. "Jason gave me a recording he made last night of 
one of our songs, he also made me copies of several 
pictures and video files friends of his, Debbie and 
Katrina had made with their cell phones."

"Was there enough light to see anything?" Don asked.

"Not in most, but Hannah fixed the ones that could be 
enhanced and strung them all together, adding our song 
in the background, and this it the result!" She handed 
John the disk. "It will probably look best if you kill 
all the lights in here."

Ron took the hint and, going over to the light switch, 
turned off all the lights. The studio was in total 
darkness except for the computer monitor and the big 
screen. Nothing else could be seen. Then, John had the 
video playing and could hear that it was their second 
song of the night, "American Pie", it sounded 
incredibly clear for an amateur taping.

Hannah had no doubt enhanced the audio as well as the 
incredibly clear video shorts that were being seen, 
sometimes interrupted by still photos, all of them 
taken of them on stage throughout the night from 
different angles. The boys really loved it, John 
especially, was thinking, "this is incredible work for 
something thrown together in a rush, using a mediocre 
video program. Imagine what she could do with the 
proper time and equipment."

Then, suddenly, the scene changed, their song could 
still be heard in the background, but now, they weren't 
watching themselves on stage, they were looking at the 
girls, they were naked and performing all sorts of 
sexual acts, but where? The boys huddled around the 
screen and suddenly realized that they were everywhere; 
everywhere in the house they had a hidden camera that 
is! Though the longest and most dick hardening scene 
was on the girls own bed; the girls had been sure to 
include at least one scene from each camera, and they 
had been sure to demonstrate that they had full 
understanding of how to control the cameras as well, 
turning them and zooming them in at the most perfect 
moments.

Though the boys knew they were in for a super-ear-
pulling the moment the movie was over, they just 
watched on for now, it was hard to take your eyes off 
these girls, especially in the middle of scenes of this 
nature.

Suddenly, the height of the movie portion decreased, 
leaving room above and below the scene for words to 
scroll across the screen. "DO YOU LIKE TO WATCH US?" 
scrolled up on top of the latest scene; followed, a few 
minutes later by the words, "WE KNOW YOU DO!" scrolling 
on the bottom. After a few minutes, the words on top 
were replaced by, "WE DON'T MIND!" and the bottom line 
said, "YOU CAN WATCH US ANYTIME!"

A smile came to all the boys, they were giving them 
permission to keep the cameras up, they all thought. 
Then, suddenly, the screen went completely black, 
though the music could still be heard in the 
background, and they saw the movie screen return to 
full height. In the center, words began to spin on the 
screen, slowly pasting themselves onto specific parts 
of the screen area until the formed a phrase that 
puzzled the boys, "JUST REMEMBER, WE GET TO WATCH YOU 
TOO!"

The scene changed again, and now the boys realized that 
they were the ones on the screen, also in different 
parts of the house. Though not all the scenes involved 
sex, the girls included these to make a point that the 
boys could be watched anywhere they were, some of the 
scenes left the boys with a bad taste in their mouth; 
among these were the scenes of John fucking Debbie in 
the game room and Don with Katrina in the boys room. 
The girls had obviously added a camera there.

Finally the song ended and the last scene blacked out 
leaving a final message, "REMEMBER, WE'RE ALL FAMILY 
NOW, WE SHARE ALL RESOURCES!"

This final message left a smile on their faces, but 
they still wanted to chew the girls out. Maybe not for 
spying on them, they knew they had started it, but 
maybe for not just talking straight with them from the 
beginning. Letting them know how they felt.

Ron went over to the light switch and turned the lights 
back on, looking toward the girls he thought, "hell, 
we've wasted enough time, we can take a hint."

John and Don were thinking the same thing, as they 
looked over and saw that the girls had gotten 
completely naked (not that they were wearing much to 
start with) in the darkness and were now leaning over 
the sofa with their bare pussies and asses pointed 
straight at the boys.

"I guess it's really about time we got together," Ron 
said, freeing his erect cock and walking over to 
Hannah, he knew, he'd eventually fuck them all, but 
only Hannah could be number one. John mad a strong 
connection with Lana, and Don got together with Ana. 
Within the next few hours they had continued to rotate 
until each had fucked each of them (both in the cunt 
and in the ass), each had sucked each of them, and each 
had come at least three times. They finished in the 
large sofa, which had been converted into an equally 
large bed, in each others arms, now fully united.


Chapter Twenty-One – Revenge of the Master


Lana felt someone sucking her pussy enthusiastically; 
over the night, all her brothers and her sisters had 
had a taste, and she couldn't remember the number of 
times she had been awakened to this wonderful feeling.

Opening her eyes, she saw Hannah, still asleep on her 
right, she was still on top of Ron; though they had 
both fucked all the rest of them, Ron and Hannah had 
kept going back to each other throughout the evening, 
and had, eventually gone to bed with Ron's cock deep in 
Hannah's cunt.

Turning her head toward her left, she saw Ana, face 
down on top of John. Lana wondered what was wrong with 
Ana, she had seemed preoccupied during most of the 
night and she hadn't seemed to be able to enjoy the 
boys' cocks as much as Hannah and her. Everyone had 
noticed this, though she alone had eventually pulled 
Ana aside to question her.

"Are you alright?" Lana had asked her.

"What do you mean?" Ana had countered somewhat 
evasively.

"I don't know; you just don't seem to be all here. 
We've all had around twenty orgasms tonight; you've 
had, what, one? And that one because I pretty much had 
to force it on you! Come on, tell me what's wrong, 
aren't you enjoying the boys company?"

"Of course I enjoy it; I'm as bi- as the rest of you! I 
know how to enjoy a good cock! Now if you don't mind, 
I'll go suck one!" She pulled Ron's cock (who had been 
violently fucking Hannah, again, and who had looked up 
when she made her comment) right out of Hannah's pussy 
and into her mouth. She had seemed very defensive and 
upset as she said that, she then avoided talking to 
Lana for the rest of the night, and, though Ana did 
start allowing herself to cum a lot more during the 
night, no one missed the fact that it was only when she 
was either Lana of with Hannah.

Under her, Lana felt Don's steady breathing, indicating 
that he was still asleep; she couldn't believe she 
still felt his erect cock up her ass, just where it was 
when they finally fell asleep. It sure felt good there, 
especially with the tongue now working like mad in her 
pussy.

"Wait a second," she thought suddenly, "If all my 
brothers and sisters are still here in bed with me, 
then who's in my pussy?" Not that the answer really 
mattered to Lana, the person was doing such a great 
job, but sometimes you just want to know who is 
sexually pleasuring you.

She looked down toward her pussy, and though she 
couldn't see a face (as it was buried deep in her cunt) 
the flow of red hair told her that it was Amy busy 
there. She felt a surge of joy and happiness at that 
fact, Amy had been the only one in the house she had 
not made a true connection with; well her and her new 
Dad, actually, but Lana's connection with her new 
father would have to wait a while.

She tried spreading her legs as much as possible 
without bothering anyone on her side, but she felt 
people starting to stir all around her, not to mention 
a pumping by the cock in her ass. Soon they were all 
fucking again, until, one by one, they all came, well, 
all except Ana, who didn't cum until Amy finished 
completely eating out Lana, and moved over to suck and 
ream Ana's asshole.

The boys and girls then assumed 69 positions to clean 
each other off: Ron sucking the cum out of Hannah while 
she sucked his cock clean, Ana doing the same with 
John, and as Lana cleaned of Don and he feasted on her 
pussy juices, Amy cleaned the cum out of her ass from 
behind.

"Well, good morning all of you," Amy finally said, "or 
better said, good afternoon, since it is officially 
after NOON now."

"You're kidding," John said, "I promised Debbie—"

"Oh no," Don said cutting in, "Katrina will kill—"

"I have already talked with your 'guides', Amy said, 
"they understood there was a family matter to attend to 
and they said they'd be back tomorrow, or that if you 
finished early, and wanted to see them sooner, to call 
them."

"I'd better go find Katrina," Don said, "It's her 
birthday today and I promised her a very special 
present."

"I'll go with you," John said, "If I can't find Debbie, 
"he said smiling wryly, "I'll just help you with 
Katrina's present."

Don threw him a reproachful look but said, "Fine."

"Not fine," Amy said, and everyone looked at her 
surprised. "I came to get you because you all need to 
eat something first. I have some roast chicken and 
potatoes for all of you."

"For breakfast" Ana said with a doubtful face.

"Technically it is lunch time," Amy said, and actually, 
"it is the late dinner I prepared for you all last 
night (since what you had had to that point was 
basically a late lunch), the dinner none of you ever 
came in to eat."

As the kids, and Ana especially, realized that they had 
in fact missed both last night's dinner and this 
morning's breakfast, they became more aware of their 
growling stomachs.

Smiling Lana said, "I guess CUM can only fill you so 
much.

Laughing at that, they all followed Amy back to the 
house and gathered around the kitchen table.

*** 

After eating, John and Don, left immediately to find 
the Wilson girls; Ron also stepped out, claiming he 
needed to buy something at the local pet shop, and then 
return to the studio to work on his base, he claimed it 
had been a little out of tune.

With Pietro working in the front garden, and Amy 
cleaning the house, the girls decided to go up to their 
room and just hang for a while.

Lana was quickly getting bored with watching Hannah 
stare out of the window toward the garage, and Ana 
moping silently on the bed like a love sick puppy.

"What is wrong with you two," Lana said annoyed, "We 
should be having some fun. I hardly recognize either of 
you!"

"Lana," Hannah said, "we spent most of the night having 
fun. Maybe we just need a break from sex."

"Yeah," Ana agreed sadly, "what's the point of it 
anymore?"

These last statements left Lana open mouthed and angry. 
"Okay, that is it! Ana, I know who she's dreaming 
about, even though she won't say anything," she looked 
over at Hannah sitting by the window, "but who has you 
in such a gloomy 'only one person in the world will 
truly satisfy me' attitude?"

Hannah turned away from the window interested, she 
might live only for her Master, but that didn't mean 
her sister's lives no longer interested her. "Yeah," 
she said turning to Ana, "I know that look, you're as 
much in love as I—" she stopped suddenly looking 
flustered and turning red, finished saying, "—as I 
think John is with Debbie."

"You two don't know what you're talking about!" Ana 
screamed angrily, "Not that my life is any of your 
business!" She lay face down in bed and putting a 
pillow over her head refused to listen or look at her 
sisters.

Both Lana and even Hannah (who knew her secret, if you 
could call it that was only temporary) felt hurt by 
Ana's words.

"Our lives have always been each others business." Lana 
said softly, but firmly, "we've never had any secrets 
from each other," and throwing a look at Hannah said, 
"Well no real secrets anyway."

"I don't believe you're cutting us out of your life 
like this," Hannah said, suddenly almost in tears.

"You're one to talk," Ana said suddenly pulling the 
pillow off her head and turning an angry face to 
Hannah, showing that she was herself in tears, "but you 
understand what's happening in your life, you don't 
care if others think you're weird of insane, you know 
what gives you pleasure and you're not ashamed of it!"

Lana was suddenly very worried about her sister, and 
the worry drowned out any anger or resentment she might 
have been feeling. Climbing on the bed next to Ana she 
pulled Ana's head to her breast and had Ana suck on her 
silently for a while, she then signaled Hannah to get 
on Ana's other side and start sucking Ana's boob. Their 
mother always used this approach to calm any of them 
that was truly upset. As Ana calmed down a bit, Lana 
petted her long hair with one hand as Ana continued 
attacking Lana's tit furiously, Lana then dropped her 
other hand to Ana's pussy and started gently caressing 
her cunt, working a finger softly in and out as she 
did.

As Ana became truly receptive to this treatment, Lana 
whispered to her, "We love you Ana, you know that, and 
we want to help you, but you have to tell us what's 
wrong."

Ana finally took her mouth off Lana's breasts and 
nodding slowly let them know with her eyes that she 
would tell them everything, "Just, just don't stop 
okay?" she said, throwing a look at her breast in 
Hannah's mouth and Lana's finger in her pussy. Lana, 
now also, bent over and took Ana's other breast between 
her lips and gently sucked.

Giving a sigh Ana let both her hands drop and one found 
Lana's wet hole, and the other was quickly busy in 
Hannah's. In this loving position she was finally able 
to start talking.

"Hannah is right," she said, "I really, really think 
that I am in love. I met someone and I can't stop 
thinking, dreaming, fantasizing; but I'm so confused, 
it's just so new, so different, and we start High 
School in a few weeks, what if someone were to find 
out? They wouldn't leave me alone, would they?" 

Though Ana did not hurry and specify what was so 
strange or chaotic about being in love that it could 
destroy her reputation at school, her sisters neither 
questioned nor rushed her to get to the point. They 
just continued with their ministrations. Finally Ana 
said, "I don't even know who she really is, all I know 
is that her name is Patty, that she's a goddess (My 
Goddess) and that she is my soul mate; I love her."

Lana and Hannah continued their loving treatment of 
Ana, but both had suddenly become very wide-eyed; 
understanding at last their sisters predicament, but 
neither knowing exactly what to say.

After the mutual masturbation had brought them all to 
orgasm, they all lay back on the bed and Lana finally 
said, "So you really think you're in love with this 
woman?"

"I think so, yeah, but since I ran out before trying to 
find out for sure, now I may never know."

Just then, they heard someone calling at the window and 
Hannah leapt off the bed.

"Get down to the studio now, alone!" Lana heard someone 
say, and she noticed the smile that suddenly appeared 
on Hannah's face; why couldn't she smile like that for 
her?

"You can't go now," Lana said as Hannah grabbed a large 
T-shirt, "we're in the middle of something serious."

"It's okay, Lana," Ana said, "I'm feeling a lot better 
now, it really helped me to be able to say what was 
going on, and I thank you both so much."

"No," Lana said furiously, "she's not going!" Lana got 
in front of Hannah to block her way.

"Lana, get out of the way, you can't tell me what to 
do; you're not my Master."

"But he is!" Lana said, grabbing Hannah by the arm and 
pulling her to the bed. "He is isn't he?"

"Lana, let go of my arm, you're hurting me!"

"I thought that's what you wanted!" Lana screamed 
looking a little insane, which at the moment, she was; 
insane with anger over the loss of her property. "Ana, 
get me the chains from the closet now!" As she said 
this, she threw Hannah on the bed and climbed on top of 
her.

"Lana," Ana said a little scared, "this isn't funny, 
we've always had an understand—"

"Understand this BITCH, you get me those chains now or 
the first thing I do when we get to the new school is 
nominate you for president of the lesbian society!"

"Ana, NO!" Hannah said crying under Lana's weight, "I 
have to go to him, NOW!"

Ana, however, was looking at Lana, a bit hurt and a lot 
scared, she knew there was no arguing with her in this 
state. She got up and going over to the closet brought 
out some heavy chains.

"Chain her arms and her legs, NOW!" Lana screamed, 
"Attach it to the bed post and gag that WHORE!"

"No!" Hannah screamed terrified; it was so weird, only 
a day or two ago she would have given her entire life 
to be treated this way by Lana, but now there was only 
one person who had a right to treat her this way, and 
she didn't want to lose him. "Lana, please don't!"

As Ana gagged Hannah, Lana leaned over and bit Hannah's 
tits, one after the other, as Hannah tried to pull away 
from the pain, Lana released her tits saying in an evil 
voice, "He's changed you, turned you against me, but 
don't sis, I'm going to teach him a lesson, and he will 
know not to mess with my property."

Getting up and going to the closet she came back with 
several items: two natural contours ultimate massagers, 
two clamps, and a role of tape. She took one of the 
massagers and stuck it in Hannah's cunt, it's curve 
shape, designed for the contours of a woman's body, 
delivered strong vibrations to both ends, bringing 
pleasure to both Hannah's G-spot on the inside, and her 
clit on the outside. 

Lana then grabbed the second one and stuck it in 
Hannah's ass. Wrapping tape around Hannah's front and 
back to hold the massagers in place; she used the 
clamps to pinch Hannah's tits. As Hannah squirmed from 
the pain and the pleasure, Lana leaned over and kissed 
her on the forehead. "I'll go talk to that false master 
of yours now, and when it's over, you can be sure he 
will never bother you again."

Turning to Ana, she said, "Stay with her, but don't 
touch her. Unless she dies from pleasure, don't even 
consider releasing her, do you understand me Ellen?"

Ana slowly nodded, she might not like how Lana was 
treating Hannah, but she was at least glad not to be 
the target of the 'Orgasm Queen's' wrath for once. 
Plus, she remembered all the times Hannah would just 
stand over them, playing with herself, while Lana had 
her way with her.

*** 

Lana had grabbed the T-shirt Hannah had pulled out of 
the closet and thrown it on herself. Since it was 
Hannah's, there was an 'H' sown onto the side. It was 
Lana's plan to get Ron off his guard.

As she walked into the studio Ron shouted, "You're 
late!" and walking over to her slapped her on her face.

Lana threw him and angry look, and was about to say 
something when she suddenly remembered she was suppose 
to be Hannah, lowering her head she said, "I'm sorry 
master, my sisters delayed me."

"Yeah," Ron said angrily, "well next time you slap your 
sisters across the face and tell them 'Your Master's 
call is above ALL!" Ron smiled inside himself at the 
look of disgust in Lana's eyes. He wondered what the 
"Orgasm Queen' was up to, and more importantly what she 
had done with his beloved toy. "Probably has her 
chained up in the room," he thought, "it's the only way 
she'd be able to keep her from coming to me."

Though he had instantly known this wasn't Hannah, he 
decided to play along. He owed Lana a little payback, 
and this was a perfect chance to give it to her.

"Take off that T-shirt!" Ron ordered. "I brought you 
something special to wear." As he said this, he pulled 
her close and ripped the shirt right off her body 
leaving her nude. He then pulled out a small box with 
the words, 'Best-Pet' on it and, opening it, pulled out 
a dog collar.

Lana looked insulted and infuriated but decided to hold 
off a little longer before trying to cut Ron's cock off 
(what she had come to the garage to do). 

Ron, however, didn't give her the opportunity to speak. 
He hit her hard across the face (harder than he would 
ever consider hitting his precious Hannah) and before 
Lana could react, he grabbed a long piece of fabric 
(from the T-shirt he had torn off her) and tied it 
several times around her mouth. He didn't want her 
saying she wasn't Hannah, even though he could see that 
the necklace she wore was clearly marked 'L'.

As her hands shot up to remove the gag, he grabbed them 
and held them tightly behind her back as he pushed her 
toward the opposite side of the room, where, for the 
first time, she noticed chains. They were screwed to 
the wall, like in a dungeon.

This was actually a surprise Ron had finished preparing 
for the real Hannah, one he knew she would love, but 
they were perfect for the current situation.

Ron chained Lana's arms to the wall, her back to him; 
when she tried to kick him in the balls, he chained her 
legs to the wall as well.

"What, you insolent DUMBASS SLAVE! You would resist 
your Master's wishes to use you for his pleasure?" He 
put the dog collar around her neck and tightened it to 
the degree where it was almost choking her. He then 
grabbed a belt from a nearby table and whipped her 
three times across the ass. Lana threw him a look full 
of shock, hate and pain.

"What, no pleasure yet" Ron thought to himself, "I can 
fix that."

He went to the cabinet on the side and came back with 
several vibrators, grabbing Lana, he pushed a rather 
over-sized one deep in her pussy without stopping to 
let her adjust to the size, the pain was indescribable, 
but not as indescribable as the pleasure and joy that 
suddenly shot through Lana's body when, in one instant, 
he turned it on full. Lana couldn't believe it, in one 
second she was cumming like she'd never cum before.

Ron then stuck another vibrator in her ass, also making 
sure it hurt a lot going in, before also turning it on 
full power.

The 'Orgasm Queen' was reduce to a whimpering, crying 
slump, instantly; one that would have been on the floor 
if it were not for the chains holding her against the 
wall.

Ron then grabbed a third vibrator, and walking right 
behind Lana, alternated between using it on her tits, 
nipples and clit; every now and then, he would stop to 
whip her two or three times on the ass cheeks with the 
belt he still held in his other hand. The amount of 
pain and pleasure was starting to prove too much for 
Lana, but strangely enough, she was no longer resisting 
and in no way wanted this treatment to end. It hurt, 
but, the pain was nothing compared to the pleasure and 
joy it brought afterward.

Suddenly, Lana fell to the floor in a broken down heap. 
Her arms and legs had been freed, and the vibrators 
were all gone. Lana couldn't believe how empty she 
felt, there was an unexplainable need and desire to be 
once more filled, and filled to the point of exploding.

Lana heard Ron doing something somewhere nearby, she 
didn't know what though; she was still on the floor and 
could not even lift her head to look. Suddenly, she 
felt Ron grab her by the collar and pull her up a bit, 
he was attaching something to the collar ring. He 
suddenly let her drop once more to the floor, but she 
felt a pressure pulling her from around her neck.

Mustering up enough strength to look what was 
happening, she realized that Ron had her on a leash, 
and weirdly enough, rather than disgust her, it excited 
her beyond belief.

"Get on your hands and knees and walk BITCH!" Ron said 
strongly.

"Bitch," Lana thought, "yes, that's what I am, I'm a 
bitch, a female dog on a collar and leash, stopping on 
every corner to be humped by every dog that comes 
around!" These thoughts drove Lana wild with 
expectation as she got on her hands and knees, holding 
her ass up high, letting Ron lead her across the room; 
she could now see that he had re-opened the sofa bed 
and it was waiting to be filled.

"Jump on the bed little bitch, make your master proud."

Lana jumped up staying in a four legged position and 
Ron jumped up behind her and drove his now free and 
very erect cock straight in her still very open pussy. 
After fucking her doggy style to another body shaking 
orgasm, Ron turned her around and resumed fucking her 
in the missionary position. He reached for the gag she 
was still wearing an removing it said, "I think we can 
get rid of the muzzle now, I doubt you'll think of 
biting your master now.

Lana stayed very quiet, even without the gag she kept 
her mouth tightly shut. She was afraid that if she said 
something, Ron might find out she wasn't really Hannah, 
she thought if that happened, he'd not only stop 
pleasuring her now, he might never pleasure her like 
this again. Not that she planned to become his full 
time slave like Hannah, but she had to admit, she 
definitely understood her sister better.

After an hour of being used by Ron in every possible 
sexual way conceivable, Lana couldn't take it anymore 
and begging said, "Can't, can't do it anymore, please 
stop, please."

This was what the 'Master' had been waiting to hear, 
that he had bested the 'Orgasm Queen'. "You want me to 
stop?" he asked strongly.

"Yes, yes please." Lana said.

"Please what?" Ron asked firmly.

"What does he mean," Lana thought desperately, then, as 
a light blinked in her mind she said, "yes Master."

"Very good," Ron said lying on his back and pulling 
Lana on top of him to kiss her for a while. He then 
looked her in the eye and said, "So why don't we 
consider the 'Master' and the 'Orgasm Queen' even now, 
and just start fresh."

Lana looked at him surprised and said, "You knew, you 
knew all along that I wasn't Hannah?"

"Of course I knew you weren't my girl. So, is it a 
deal, you never again mention how you turned me into 
Hannah's toilet paper for a day, and I never mention 
how I turned you into my loyal puppy for a day and 
drove the 'Orgasm Queen' to the point where she 
couldn't handle another orgasm."

Lana smiled and, leaning over, kissed Ron again with 
true affection.

When they broke it off Ron said, "I take that to mean 
we have a deal?"

Lana nodded and then said, "So how long have you known 
it was me?"

"I'd say since you walked through the studio door."

"But how could you know," Lana questioned, somewhat 
confused by this revelation.

"Oh, a few things, first of all, my heart didn't skip a 
few beats when you first walked in like it does 
whenever I'm around my Hannah." Lana looked at him 
curiously and he added, "Don't get me wrong, I love you 
and Ana just as much, but Hannah and I have a very 
special connection that I really can't explain." 
Smiling, he continued, "the second thing that tipped me 
off to you was the fact that you looked like you wanted 
kill me when I slapped you; I could throw a vat of acid 
on Hannah and she would still look at me with nothing 
but pure love. Finally, that 'L' on your necklace sort 
of confirmed all my suspicions."

"Oh," Lana laughed a little embarrassed at being so 
dumb. She than said, "Maybe I should get back to Ana 
and Hannah. I left Hannah in a bit of a tangle, and Ana 
was a bit confused and depressed too."

"Because she just found out she's a lesbian?" Ron 
asked.

Lana looked at him amazed and said, "How did you know 
about that?"

"I heard her when she told you last night."

"Last night?" Lana questioned, "When did she tell me 
that last night?"

"You know, when she told you she was 'bi- and knew how 
to enjoy a good cock too'."

Lana was confused and said, "How is saying that the 
same as saying she's a lesbian?"

"Well," Ron said with an air of someone explaining that 
'one plus one equals two' "my brothers an I say that 
all the time too." When Lana continued to look at him 
with a puzzled stare, he added, "it usually follows the 
phase, 'for me a juicy cunt is number one'."

Lana united the phrases quickly in her head thinking, 
"For me a juicy cunt is number one, but I'm bi- I know 
how to enjoy a good cock too." She opened her eyes wide 
as she thought or the reverse, what was true for her 
personally, and, she was sure, for any girl that wasn't 
a lesbian, "for me a long thick cock is number one, but 
I'm bi- I know how to enjoy a juicy cunt too."

"You're right," she suddenly said out loud, "she did 
tell me last night. I should have caught on. I'm such a 
terrible sister!" she said sadly.

"Hey," Ron said, kissing her again, and calming her a 
bit. "What Ana is going through is not just new for 
her; it's new for all of you. So don't blame yourself, 
and remember your brothers are here to help too."

"How can you help with this?" Lana said doubtfully, 
though appreciative of the offer.

"Well, for one thing, we're going fuck Ana silly every 
day until school starts, and you'll help by not doing 
one thing to trigger an orgasm in her until then."

"How will that help, I mean, will it stop her from 
being who she is?"

"No, but it will help her remember a part of her she's 
forgotten." Ron said.

Lana looked curiously at him again and he explained, 
"Finding out so suddenly that she's a lesbian seems to 
have left her in some sort of a 'cock freeze mode'. 
She's not 'enjoying a good cock' the way a bi- really 
should. I consider that a very unhealthy attitude in 
this family, so I want you to help me get her back on 
the right track by letting me and my brothers supply 
all of Ana's orgasms for a while."

Nodding, Lana said, "Hannah is happier than she's ever 
been isn't she?"

"Probably," Ron said, just between you and me, I'm 
working to solve a few of her problems as well."

"If you ever actually hurt her, I will kill you, you 
know."

"I wouldn't expect anything less," Ron said, leaning up 
once more and giving her a final kiss.

"I'd better get back to her, or there may be nothing 
left of her to get back too." As she walked to the 
exit, she suddenly turned around and said strongly, 
"And Ron, if you ever try to treat me the way you just 
did again, I will do what I came here to do."

"And that is," Ron asked a bit amused by the sudden 
change in Lana's character.

"To cut off your balls," Lana said harshly and smiling 
wickedly.

"Good to see you back, Queen, I love you your majesty."

As she continued walking and opened the door, she 
stopped one last time before walking out to say, "I 
love you too, Master." And with that left the garage, 
naked, since Ron had ripped the only shirt she had been 
wearing.

***

As Lana walked back into her room, she saw that Hannah 
was exactly where she had left her. She was still 
chained tightly to the bed, and the vibrators were 
still buzzing away (though they had obviously been 
reduced to minimum now) the bed sheets were soaked 
through with her pussy juice, and there was a glassy, 
almost hollow look in her eyes. She looked half dead, 
but she was whimpering and amazingly enough, still 
conscious. Ana was sitting by her head, caressing her 
forehead gently.

Lana told Ana to leave her alone with Hannah a little 
while. As Ana left to get something in the kitchen, 
Lana went over to Hannah and, after removing all the 
equipment, gave her a kiss on each tit. Then she bent 
down to drink up all the cunt juice flowing freely from 
her pussy.

After having her sister fully clean and relaxed, Lana 
leaned over and removing Hannah's gag, replaced it with 
her lips.

Finally, after several minutes of tenderly kissing her, 
Lana helped Hannah sit up, though she was still 
chained, saying, "Your master asked me to give you that 
for him. He also asked me to give you this," She 
reached around her neck and as Hannah followed Lana's 
hands with her eyes, noticed the collar around her neck 
for the first time. "He asked me to try it on, to make 
sure it would fit you perfectly."

Lana took it off and held the license attached to it in 
front of Hannah's eyes so she could clearly read it; 
she smiled as she saw the big bold letters that said, 
"HANNAH" and under it in smaller letter, "Property of 
Ronald Anderson".

Hannah continued to smile, but she truly laughed with 
joy when Lana herself put the collar around her and 
then kissed her saying, "I'm happy that you are happy." 
She then unchained her and hugged her.

"Does he still want me to go to him now?" Hannah asked.

"No, he understands that Ana needs some time with us at 
the moment. She's going through something, and she 
needs to know she's not alone."

Just then Ana walked back in the room and Lana said, 
"Ana, come here, I was just mentioning you. Hannah, 
show her what your Master got for you." As Hannah 
modeled her new collar, Ana threw Lana a weird, "you're 
approving this?" look.

Lana said, "Hannah is very happy with the life she has 
chosen, and I was just showing her my support." Then 
leaning over to Ana and kissing her lovingly she said, 
"just like I support you on any decision you make on 
your life."

"Yean," Hannah said snuggling up to her sisters, Ana in 
the middle. "Anything that makes you happy makes us all 
happy."

The three of them lay back smiling in each others arms, 
and fell happily to sleep.


Chapter Twenty-two – Return Mail


Stan and Laura were fucking furiously on the sun deck 
of the yacht they had rented for their honeymoon get-
away. It was now exactly one week since they had gotten 
married and, with one week still to go before they were 
back home with their kids. They had chosen to use the 
sun deck as their bedroom for the past two days, to be 
near the computer. They were expecting a letter and 
they wanted to know the second it arrived.

Their kids has sent them a letter the very next day 
after they had sent their own, but it was a simple one 
line note that said, "Received your message, 
everything's fine, expect a better response in about 3 
days."

As Stan continued to pump Laura doggie style, Josie 
came up with a tray of food. Neither Stan, nor Laura 
had been back in the galley lately.

"Still at it I see," Josie said, "are you two trying to 
break some sort of record?"

"Only thing I'm trying to break is my wife," Stan said, 
somewhat out of breath, "she actually thinks she can 
outlast me."

"It's only natural Stan," Laura said, "there are just 
so many times a guy can cum before he's down for good. 
A woman on the other hand—"

"—eventually runs dry too." Stan interrupted, "and as 
you've seen, A guy doesn't need to cum anywhere as 
often as a woman."

"You do seem to have incredible endurance," Josie said, 
eyeing Stan's cock lustfully, "how do you do it?"

"Sorry Josie," Stan said, "it's a family secret, only 
the male in my family are told the secret."

"Does that include how you can get hard again so fast 
when you do cum?" Laura asked, obviously about to 
orgasm again.

Just then, they heard what they had been waiting two 
days to hear. "You've Got Mail!" was heard over the 
loudspeaker and Stan and Laura stopped, surprised.

"What was that?" Laura said.

"The computer," Josie said, "I connected its sound 
system to the ships."

"Are you telling me that we could have been in the 
privacy of our own room and still have heard it?" Stan 
said a bit annoyed.

"Well, yes," Josie said and smiling added, "but then I 
wouldn't have been able to join in as much."

Laura smiled at her and pulling her close bit her on 
the tit saying, "I think you would have found a way to 
join in anyway."

Stan said, "There's time for more of that later, let's 
see if it is really what we're waiting for." 

"I set up the mail server to only signal when mail came 
for you, so it must be." Josie said leading the way to 
the computer.

Once at the computer, Stan quickly checked the inbox 
and said, "It's from John alright, from his email 
address anyway, the subject says 'From ALL of us',"

"That screen is so small," Laura complained, trying to 
see around Stan's head, "have you opened it, what does 
it say?"

Stan opened the letter to reveal red writing on a blue 
background that said, "Just like Yours". Scrolling down 
the page he found the apparently blank space with 
arrows that pointed to it and clicked.

"I can't see it," Laura said upset, "we should both be 
able to see it easily together."

"Well, there's nothing to see at the moment, just a 
page requesting a password." Stan typed in 'tripletx' 
and the password request disappeared leaving a page 
with just two links.

"What is it?" Laura asked.

"Links to two video files," Stan said curiously, 
"'ThisOneFirst.mpg' and 'TripletXLoveTimes2.mpg'"

"Well I bet I know which one you're supposed to open 
first," Josie said smiling.

"But I want to be able to see it at the same time," 
Laura argued, "It's a little difficult here."

"I have an idea," Josie said, "Stan; let me sit there a 
minute."

Taking over the desk seat, Josie rummaged in a drawer 
and pulled out a CD-R. Putting it quickly in the CD-RW 
she right clicked on both links and saved the files 
directly to the disk. Getting up from the desk seat she 
said, "Come on you two, follow me." 

Josie led the Andersons all the way to her cabin where 
Henry was laying in bed.

"Need to use this," Josie said, walking over to some 
curtains on the wall. Laura had now been in this cabin 
several times and she found it odd that she had never 
noticed how out of place those curtains looked there. 
Of course, she had always been otherwise occupied while 
in this cabin. 

Josie pulled the curtains aside and revealed a giant 
screen TV behind it, out of which she pulled a 
connection wire before turning it on (had she not, the 
Andersons may have been shocked to see their cabin 
appear on screen). "Henry, get me the laptop under the 
bed quick." As Josie said this, she connected a 
different wire to the screen, the other end of which 
she connected to the laptop Henry passed to her.

Turning it on, the computer could be seen on the big 
screen booting up, and when ready, Josie put in the CD-
R, the file directory of which showed two files: 
'ThisOneFirst' and 'TripletXLoveTimes2'.

"Okay, on the bed everyone, it's time to watch some 
movies."

*** 

"Hi Mom, Dad and if you're watching, the Carters," said 
a voice as the camera zoomed in on a face; it was one 
of the girls, but which one?

"It's Ana," Laura said as the camera zoomed out enough 
to get her whole head and they noticed a headband with 
the letter 'A'.

"We've just wanted you to know that we are all fine and 
we are getting along great, we can't wait for you to 
get back so we can truly be complete. I especially 
needed to talk to you Mom. I was going through 
something a few days ago, and I was a bit confused. 
I'll explain it all when you're here, the important 
thing is that thanks to my sisters, and my brothers," 
she added smiling as the camera zoomed out and they saw 
that Ana was laying face up on one of her brothers, his 
cock pumping in and out of her ass, while another of 
the boys was kneeling in front of her pumping his cock 
in her pussy, while the third boy straddled her mid-
section and pumped his cock between her tits."

"Well, looks like they have connected." Stan said 
proudly.

"Well with her anyway." Laura added smiling.

"-any real crisis has been averted. I'm in love, and I 
accept that, but I remember clearly now what else I 
love." As she said this she started to orgasm violently 
and the boy delivering the tit fuck leaned up and stuck 
his cock in her mouth."

The camera then moved away from this scene and stopped 
on Lana and Hannah. Lana was holding a leash connected 
to Hannah's collar.

"Hi Mom, Dad, while Ana is busy cumming for the 
zillionth time since the boys started their therapy a 
few days ago," Lana said, "Hannah wanted to show you 
something."

"Yeah, Mom, Dad, I love you and I miss you," Hannah 
said, "but look at this," she said excitedly, pointing 
to her collar, "my Master brought if for me," she added 
lovingly.

The camera focused in on the collar, then on the 
license and they were able to read the inscription as 
Hannah said, "I don't know if you can make it out but 
it says—"

"Hannah property of Ronald Anderson!" said a male voice 
coming up behind them. Ron then walked into the picture 
and giving Lana tender kiss said, "Thanks for taking 
care of my Bitch for me,"

"No problem Ron," Lana said, "I'll walk you dog 
anytime." As Ron took the leash from her she gave his 
cock a squeeze and took a last minute to pinch Hannah's 
boobs before walking out of the picture, leaving just 
Ron and Hannah. 

"Hi Mom, Dad, hope you're enjoying your honeymoon as 
much as we are." Using the leash, Ron pulled Hannah 
onto her knees in front of his cock and had her start 
sucking him off. "I promise that I'm playing nice with 
Hannah. You know I've always been kind to my animals 
Dad, and I've adopted Hannah as my number one BITCH, 
and she's happy about that, aren't you Hannah?"

As he said this, he looked down at her and pulled her 
up to her feet, again using the leash only to control 
her.

"Oh yes," Hannah said overjoyed as Ron put his arms 
around her and strongly pinching one breast, leaned 
down and bit the other.

"Remind me to buy some cream to cover up bruises." 
Laura said smiling, "that pair will need some when 
school starts."

"By the way," Ron continued, "Hannah may officially 
belong to me, but she knows that technically se is the 
'Family Pet' and will always be at the disposal of 
anyone in the family. Now come on Hannah," He said 
pulling her leash, "Ana is a little tired, and my 
brothers and I need a replacement."

"Yes Master!" Hannah said happily stepping off screen 
with Ron.

Lana then stepped back in saying, "Okay, so I admit I 
was bummed out at first, losing my favorite lap dog you 
know, but Ron and I have worked things out, and like he 
said, I can still use Hannah whenever I like. In the 
meantime, though, there are some friends I want you to 
meet. "Come here you three."

Stan and Laura were shocked to see three naked kids 
walk onto the scene; well, that they were naked wasn't 
so shocking, just that they were strangers.

"These are the Wilson Kids. They are officially our 
bands new number one fans here. Did I mention that our 
bands had merged? We are now 'Triplet X Love Times 2' 
we included a video with one of our songs from our 
first concert here. Anyway, this is Debbie, she starts 
High School with us in two weeks," she said , pulling 
Debbie tight against her side and letting her hand rest 
on Debbie's tit. 

"Debbie had a crazy idea at first about marrying John 
and being John's one and only bed partner, but—" Lana 
pinched Debbie's nipple hard and then bringing her 
other hand to Debbie's cunt, stuck two fingers straight 
in and using her thumb, massaged Debbie's clit, "—I 
think I've cured her of silly notions like that." 
Looking at Debbie and kissing her on the lips she said, 
"say hi to my parents and tell them what you've 
learned."

"Hi," Debbie said, obviously a little embarrassed.

"She still needs a little work, that one." Laura said.

"Mr. and Mrs. Anderson," Debbie continued, "I've 
learned from Lana that if I want to marry a member of 
your family, I have to be willing to marry all of you."

"Very good," Lana said pulling Debbie's head toward her 
breast and having Debbie suck her as she continued 
talking. "Now this here," Lana said pulling Katrina 
against her other side is Katrina."

"And I'm not looking to marry anyone." Katrina said 
smiling, "Hi Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, I'm just looking 
for some special fun, and I think your family can give 
it to me." With that said, she stuck and index finger 
straight up Lana's butt and before Lana could recover, 
bit her other breast and started sucking the nipple.

"As you can see, Katrina is very independent, and can 
in no way be tamed, or satisfied. That hasn't stopped 
Don from trying though. Finally, this young man in 
front of me is Jason. He's sworn his allegiance to me 
and has been a great help in letting me forget my loss 
of Hannah." Looking toward Jason she said, "Wave hello 
to my parents and kneel before me slave." Jason waved, 
and quickly dropped to his knees before Lana, gluing 
his mouth to her pussy. "Jason is very smart," Lana 
said proudly of her new toy, "which is why he's 
starting high school next year with Katrina even though 
he is a year younger."

Just then, John and Don walked into the picture and 
John, walking behind Debbie, stuck his cock deep in her 
pussy, just as Don did the same with Katrina. Both 
Wilson girls still had their mouths glued to Lana's 
tits.

As Lana lost her ability to talk, John said from his 
position behind Debbie, "Hi Mom, Dad, I miss you too; 
as you can see, we've all connected just fine, and we 
have a little 'Welcome Back' party planned for your 
arrival, so, we can continue connecting; even Pietro 
and Amy have put aside their differences." As he said 
this, the camera moved over to the spot it had started 
in originally, only Hannah was now the girl at the 
center of activity. 

Hannah was lying face up on Ron, much like Ana had 
been, with Ron's cock pumping in and out of her ass, 
but on top of her, in a 69 position, lay Amy eating 
Hannah's cunt, as Hannah feasted on Amy's. Behind Amy, 
pumping his cock in and out of her ass was Pietro.

The camera was then brought to rest on an empty area 
between the two groups, and zoomed out just enough so 
that both groups could be complete seen on either side. 
Ana then walked forward into the empty space between 
both groups, she had obviously been behind the camera, 
having taken over camera duty sometime after her first 
scene.

"Well," she said, "like John said, we'll be waiting to 
celebrate your arrival, enjoy the rest of your 
honeymoon, and enjoy the video of our band (by the way, 
I'm officially the leader of the new band). Now, as for 
me," she said, looking at the group on her right, where 
Lana was the center of attention, then the group on the 
left where Hannah was in the middle of everything, "as 
usual, I'm stuck between my two sisters trying to 
decide whose side I should be on. Oh, well, I'll 
probably have time to be on both, bye. Love you again!" 
And with that the screen went blank.

*** 

Laura had a tear in her eye as the musical video, which 
had started automatically after the first video, came 
to an end. It was basically the same disk the girls had 
used for their revenge message, except that the 
scrolling messages had been removed and more scenes 
that included all the family together had been added.

"They are so beautiful together," Laura said.

"Do you mean the band, or those personal scenes they 
added throughout the song?" Stan asked smiling.

"You sure have incredible kids." Henry said, his cock 
near exploding.

"Yeah," Josie said, "Your girls especially look so 
tasty."

"Yeah," Stan agreed hungrily, "Triplet X Love Times 2', 
they'll bring some heat to that high school I bet."

"Sort of like we can bring to this bed," Laura asked, 
pushing him on his back and straddling his face with 
her pussy. Bending over she caught Henry's cock in her 
mouth and sucked happily as Josie mounted Stan's erect 
cock and began to ride him hard; soon they were all 
once again lost in the throws of sexual ecstasy, though 
the Andersons only real thoughts were, "It's time to 
get back home and complete our family connection."


To be continued in book two, next week...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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