THE GOVERNESS by Hamilton Joyce Ff FF Fm Mm mf MM MF inc tg Alissandra was stretched out on a towel-covered lilo beside the pool.

. It was her day off. Gemma wondered whether whether to leave her alone. It was after all the girl's day off. On the other hand, it might seem stand-offish, or even insulting, to lay down on the other side of the pool. She pulled over another lilo, spread her towel beside the girl, and lay down. The girl opened her eyes. A lovely dark brown, thought Gemma. Really Italian, sultry. Her own eyes were a nordic blue-grey. 'It is lovely, is it not, Mrs Anders.' She yawned . Her body moved fluidly as she stretched. Gemma could see her nipples through the light nylon bikini top. With this thought, her own stood, too, as if in sympathetic reaction. 'I wish you'd call me Gemma, Alissandra. It doesn't seem right for me to call you by your Christian name, but you to use my married name.' Alissandra laughed. Her face was very lovely, lovely when still, and even more so when she smiled or talked, Gemma thought. 'Gemma, then. But it is lovely isn't it. You know it doesn't feel like work here!. 'I hope the children are not too trying!' Jeremy and Victoria were twins, teenagers, very close, and admittedly a bit of a handful sometimes. Which was why her husband, Anders Anders had suggested an au pair . He was finishing his latest novel, and they had decided to spend a few months in the sun, in this splendid villa. Apart from the servants...a housekeeper, chauffeur-cumhandyman, gardner-cum-poolboy, and housemaid, he thought a girl to look after the kids would be a good idea. Gemma had to agree. And Alissandra was more than an au pair, being university educated. Alssandra sat up, and removed her bikini top. Gemma should have averted her eyes, but the breasts were so lovely, she double-took. The oil trickled over the brunette's tanned skin, but she didn't spread it or rub it in. Instead she turned over on her belly. The thong barely covered her secret parts, splitting the two beautifull mounds of her rump. She smiled as she looked over her shoulder.

Would you oil my back, please, Gemma. I don't want to start this assignment with a sun-burn.' Gemma gulped. Kneeling beside the matchless figure, she spilt some oil on the shoulders, and rubbed it into shoulder blades and neck. Another few drops on the hollow of her back, and let it trickle down into the crease. 'Rub it in, please, Gemma.' As she lay back, luxuriating, she was looking at Gemma's breasts, and thinking back to the Convent School, and especially the lovely Sister Angelica. How she loved having her breasts kissed, sucked, squeezed. As a prelude to her preferred game, the rubbing of clit against clit as they held each other and kissed. 'Rub it in, please, Gemma.' The invitation could not be resisted. Her hands oily, she allowed them to move over the waist and hips, and then down to the almost-exposed cheeks of the girl's buttocks. They were firm, round, smooth under her slippery palms. And then down to the thighs. Up and down the long, slim legs. Gemma suddenly remembered a girl at her convent school in Denmark. She'd forgotten. Repressed it. But now she remembered caresses after dark. But the girl was not as lovely as this. She felt life springing in her cunt. As she massaged she became aroused. Alissandra sighed.' That's lovely. ' She sighed again. and turned over onto her back again. 'And now my front, please. I can already feel it burning. In the bushes Jeremy had slipped his shorts down round his ankles.and was playing with his cock. She was so lovely! And look, his Mum was oiling her tits. He could easily see the nipples standing, and was sure his mother was not just spreading the oil but was feeling, squeezing, caressing them. His cock was so hard, it stood out in front of him as he studied the scene. And look! Now his mother had undone her bikini top, and was laying back while the Governess oiled her breasts. They looked firmer than the young Italian's, he thought. And up in her bedroom, lounging on the couch, his sister Vikki had also taken in the scene. The effect was similar. She looked wide-eyed through the window, and then knelt to get a better view. Her hand slipped inside her new blue silk knickers. Now her busy little finger was working on the hard nub of

her clitoris. Oh! how she wished she had tits like those. She felt her nascent bubbies through her blouse. The nipples were hard, and ached. She tweaked them as her index finger worked faster and faster, slipping right up into her tight cunt while her thumb rubbed her clit. She loved this, since she had discovered how to do it. She rolled over on her belly, feeling up under herself, finger and thumb going faster and faster as she watched the two women's foreplay. Gemma could feel her cunt lips swelling, and her clit getting harder and harder. How she would have liked the girl to massage her there, she thought, and instantly dismissed the shameful idea. Alissandra was very aware of the effect her body and the caresses masquerading as sun-tan protection were having on her beautiful employer. And also on her own body! She could see the outline of swollen cuntlips, and the moisture between Gemma's legs. And knew her own would be the same. Yes! Gemma was as lovely as her beloved Angelica. And almost certainly as available and willing! She leaned down, and allowed her lips to brush Gemma's. And then broke off. 'I think I've had enough sun today. I feel quite hot!' She laughed as she stood up, took a couple of paces, and dived naked-breasted into the pool. Gemma felt left in the air. But she too got up, dived in, and swam beside the brunette for two lengths before the two of them heaved themselves lightly out, and lay down again in the sun. 'I was feeling hot too. I needed that to cool off!' There was, perhaps an understanding between the two? What is certain is that Jeremy had spurted his spunk into the grass and over his belly, unsure as to whether his imagined partner was the brunette, or, shameful thought, the blonde. And Vikki, too, had come. Her imagined partner had been the brunette. .................... .....................

As they lay side-by-side, silent, perhaps surprised by the possibilities of passion, Gemma turned it over in her mind.

Alissandra had been the best of the short-list of three. The American girl had been very strange. And ugly too! The other Italian was fat, and moved so slowly you could see she'd be lazy. Her only concern had been Anders. She could see him almost drooling during the interview! And yet, the clincher was really that she could teach the kids Italian as well as au-pairing them. And. And. Well it had to be admitted,. Far from Anders being seduced by her....it looked as if she might herself. And why not? It was a bit boring here, however lovely and restful! She put the idea out of her mind. Too naughty! But she'd just wait and see what developed. She looked sideways again at the dozing beauty. God! She was lovely! Perhaps. Perhaps! .................................. ......................... Vikki had gone to bed at about ten, but it was still hot with that steamy, mothy heat you get in the mediterranean, so she had been studying her italian. It was still only just pleasant, but she was feeling tired now, and had let the book drop first to the coverlet, and then down to the floor. She lay there naked, allowing her mind to wander. And it was to her new governess' body her mind wandered. She thought about the matchless breasts gleaming in the sunlight, oiled, massaged, titillated by her equally naked mother! Her clit woke up, and she knew she was going to bring herself off before going to sleep. For the second time today her finger sought out the hot, hard little nub. The door opened. Her hand removed swiftly. She was very aware she was naked on the bed, but not really embarrassed. Theirs was not a family that got very upset about nakedness. She'd often seen her dad and her brother in the altogether. She lay on one elbow. 'You're up very late, Victoria ' She spoke italian. 'You won't do your lovely complexion any good by staying up all hours.'The girl on the bed reminded her of her little friend Lisa at the Convent, lying there so innocent and so open. And so lovely! 'It was too hot.' This in italian too.

'You are doing well with the italian, Victoria. ' She smiled. Vikki was reminded of her at the poolside, and thought again how lovely she was, standing there in her transparant black nightie, and her tiny bikini briefs. She was holding the nightie as if slightly embarrassed at her near nakedness, but Vikki could see the shape of her perfect breasts. 'I wish I had a body like yours, Alissandra. It's perfect. I wish I had tits like yours.' 'Your body is lovely. And if you look after it, you will have lovely breasts, like your mother. They will be as lovely as your mother's' 'I saw you at the pool this afternoon.' Alissandra looked at her, and she could feel the lust rising between her legs and in her chest. She just had to have this lovely child. And the girl was as good as seduced. She could see the girl wanted her as much as she did. 'Yes! And that's one reason why my breasts are nice. They need massage. And the best massage is with the mouth!.' 'Mouth!' 'Oh yes! On the nipples especially.' 'Could I?' 'I'd like that. Here.' Slowly she pulled the transparant nightie up over her head as she stood beside the bed. The nylon clung to her breasts as it slipped over them. Now she was naked except for the tiny triangle of black silk that covered her mound. Vikki could see the shape of her cunt lips through the thin silk, and knew she was aroused. Just as her own cunt lips were swelling and opening , so was this woman's. Alissandra lay beside the naked girl. Her nipples stood, as did her breasts, and Vikki licked and then sucked at a hard, brown nipple. A sigh from the reciever of this lovely caress, and more sucking, kissing, licking, while she fondled the other breast with both hands. Alissandra , without thinking, allowed her hand to slip down over her tanned belly, down and under the thin nylon slip, down into her crack, and onto her clit. While the girl pressed their bodies together , rubbing, and licked, kissed

and teased at her breasts, she lost herself in pleasure, her busy fingers working her clit and cunt towards orgasm. Vikki was not at all surprised. After all, she did this to herself at least every day. Sometimes several times if she had seen or heard something, or someone that stimulated her. But it was doubly exciting to play with these lovely breasts while Alissandra was coming. And she was, with sighs and muttered endearments in italian. She had come. But the lovely thing about these lesbian encounters, Alissandra well knew, was that the pleasure could go on and on. Perhaps to be fucked by a male, such as Sven, was more immediate and all-embracing. But that tended to be that. This would go on! She knelt beside the girl and herself licked the nascent tits. They were standing hard, and were beginning to shape as bosoms, though clearly much to go. Vikki reached down and replaced her finger where it had been removed minutes earlier when the door opened. Alissandra murmured in her ear. 'I'll do that darling Victoria, and , still kneeling took the clit and lips in her hand. As the blonde relaxed and opened her legs, raising her hips ever-so slightly from the cover-pane, the brunette leaned over her, and spread her lips. One hand worked gently on the clit and lips, while the other stretched the lips upwards and open. Vikki sighed. The nearly hairless cunt was very enticing. How this took her back to her childhood and those lovely hairless lips of her schooldays. Lisa! Ah, Lisa. How Lisa loved to be sucked and nibbled. She took a fold of cuntlip in her teeth and pulled at it, while her fingers still stimulated the nub, and entered gently in and out of her virgin vagina. Vikki sighed, and was moving her hips as if fucking. It was time ! Alissandra glued her lips full on the cunt, embracing the whole inner lips within her mouth. Her tongue raked up and down over the girl's clit, as she herself ground her hips into the accomodating mouth. She came in seconds now. The strongest orgasm of her young adolescence. And the first with another person, boy or girl.

But Alissandra was going to teach her another game! And one for which her later lovers, especially male, would be eternally grateful. She rolled the girl, completely floppy and relaxed after her orgasm, over onto her belly. She spread the lovely, round, firm arsecheeks, and sought out the rim of the arsehole with her tongue. There was a squeak of protest as her probing tongue entered the anus. But Alissandra continued, and the astounded Vikki acquiesced. In and out went the tongue, deeper as the anus relaxed. And now a hand reaching under, in and out of the vagina with two fingers. And now the second, rubbing the girl's clit. And a second orgasm, bigger than the first, and this time associated with penetration of the anus. There was a long pause, while Vikki recovered, and came to grips with this extension of her sexuality. 'What can I do for you, Alissandra? What do you want me to do?' 'You don't have to do anything, Victoria, if you don't want.' 'I'd like.....' 'What I like is to be kissed and licked until I come. I'll lay with my legs open like this.' She lay on her back and slipped her panties down.She lay, legs wide, her breasts still standing upright. She stretched her cunt lips open, inviting. Tentative at first, Vikki knelt over her and kissed the black hair of the mound. The flesh looked so pink....and wet! She lightly lissed the lighter-pink clitoris, and then one of the open lips. It was nice. A strand of Alissandra's love-juice stretched from her tongue. She took the clit between her lips and pulled at it, allowing it to slip out under the pressure, only to catch it again.' Alissandra sighed. 'That's lovely Victoria. Don't stop.' She liked this! And she knew what gave her pleasure. So that was what she would give her lovely governess. Her tongue moved faster and faster up and down the open cunt, flicking into the vagina and back up over the throbbing clit. Now Alissandra was coming, and for the first time she had the psychological lift of giving the ultimate pleasure to a partner. She redoubled her efforts as the lovely girl came beneath her tongue.

Later they lay side by side, silent. 'Do you mind if I smoke?' She knew her governess didn't smoke. 'You will spoil your lovely complexion, Victoria. ;I've never done that, you know.' 'What? The tongue in the bottom bit?' 'No, all of it. I've never done it with anyone else. Not a boy and not a girl.' 'You are so funny you english. At my school all the girls did it all the time. And you fifteen and never played with a boy.?' 'Kissed a bit. And felt. But only with clothes on. And never like that. It was lovely.' 'Well, you must show your girlfriends how nice it is.........And as for boys. Well, Jeremy is a very handsome, well-set-up young fellow....' 'Oh! I couldn't. Not my brother......' 'Just ask him if he'd like to kiss your breasts for you! I've seen him looking at you!' (And me, and his mother come to that she added silently). 'Now it's time you went to sleep. Put that out, and I'll put the light out as I go.' ....................... ...................................... But go on.'

It would be difficult to blame the next episode on the new governess. But it is true to say that if it had not been for what Mrs Anders had seen through the door of Anders' study then she would not have returned to her room in exactly the right state of indignation mixed with sexual arousal. Similarly, if Jeremy had not seen the governess oiling and massaging his mother's tits by the pool the day before, then he would not have been pre-disposed to breaking that great, though oft neglected, taboo. Jeremy had taken a shower. He stepped from the bath. No towel! Shit! Nothing for it, but to go and get one. Didn't want to wet his clothes. Stole quietly into the maternal bedroom, and opened the huge cupboard. As he knew, the towels were on the top shelf. Pulled one down and wiped face and

hands. On the floor tiny, lacy panties. On impulse, picked them up and felt the silky fabric. Placed against his cheek. Smell of woman very exciting. Cock stand! Panic! Feet in corridor. Mum's high-heeled slippers clickety clack. naked! hard on! He just managed to get behind the curtain. Gemma immediately sensed there was someone in her room. Damp footmarks on her pastel carpet. Cupboard open. Her panties moved! And, yes, a big toe sticking out from under the long curtains. Wasn't Anders. She knew where he was...and would be for an hour or so! No-one else. Had to be Jeremy. Her cunt was still aroused from the scene she had been watching,. Give him something to look at! Jeremy peeped through the crack in the curtain, as his mother happily flung off the black satin negligee she had put on to tempt Anders, and fussed around the room. She was wearing white satin panties and her white high-heeled slippers. She kicked the shoes off, and with her back to the boy slipped the panties down. He could see, from behind, just the start of her cunt crack. She went to the cupboard, bent down, and picked up the black panties he had fondled moments before. His cock was almost painfully hard as her act of bending opened her crack, and he could see the plump cuntlips, pink under the lightest fluff of blonde hair, and, yes! even her rosy, naked arsehole. His mind went to Simon. How much nicer the feminine bum was! Still with her back to him, she pulled on the tiny thong and bent over, deliberately showing off her wonderful legs and rounded bottom. She saw the give-away toe retreat under the curtain. But this was only Jeremy retreating an inch or two in case his prick made a tent in the drapes! Gemma knew what teen-age lads dreamed about, and in her devil-may-care mood was going to provide it. She hadn't yet worked out quite what she was going to do, but certainly give him the pleasure of watching her put on stockings, satin basque and kinky high heels. She deliberately lingered over pulling her sheerest, glossiest stockings up over her legs and smoothing them with both hands. She stood in front of the mirror,

confident he could in that position see her arse and the reflexion of her tits and belly in the glass. She ran her hands round the inside of the panties, as if adjusting them, and then into the front , down, down to her crotch, which she massaged a second or two, before patting the outside of the crotch. She slipped a fastened black bra over her shoulders, and kneaded first one tit and then the other into the cups. She slipped on her black heels and turned to face the curtain. Now up the stairs to the little gallery. She looked over her shoulders, and leaned back so the weight of her bottom and thigh rested on the round iron frame. Her cunt was red-hot now, and she naughtily stepped one leg over the rail, and allowed the full weight to rest on her cunt lips. Of course she wriggled for a moment or two, giving the boy the best view of her ankles, legs, bottom, and her breasts in profile, though masked by their lacy covering. She was enjoying this. She expected he would enjoy a close view of her tits. As she came down the stairs, she removed her bra, and allowed her tits to stand free, moving as she walked. And right over to the curtain , as if to open it. Right up to the crack, so her erect nipples were a mere inch or two from the frantic Jeremy's face. She stopped. Passed her hand over the nipples, which sprang up again after being pressed. His hand fell involuntarily to his cock, holding the throbbing engine! As if she had suddenly remembered or thought of something, she turned round and went over to her cupboard. With the high heels, her bottom moved sexily. 'I'll come' thought the boy,grasping his throbbing cock oh-so tightly. But held on! She took out her black basque. This was normally worn for bondage and whipping sessions with Anders, and was really a bit over the top. Just right for a teenager! Slowly she did up the catches and the suspenders. And she made her decision. She could either have put on her negligee and exited, leaving her son to make his escape. Or???

She went over to the curtain, and with a great pull on the cord opened them. She stepped into the window alcove, and then saw Jeremy. Who was trying to cover his delightfully hard cock with both hands. Not successfully! He stared at her , so clear against the sunny garden through the window. He started to stutter something, but she interrupted. 'Oh, Jeremy! I'm so sorry. You must be frozen. Here, let me rub you dry.' She picked up the thick, fluffy towel that had dropped to the floor, and rubbed his back, chest, legs. And yes, now his bottom, thighs, and finally his cock. She ignored the erection, though was careful not to rub it too hard or too thoroughly! 'There that's better. But you're frozen. Go and get under the coverlet there, till you're warmed up.' In a dream he stumbled over to the bed, his cock waving in front of him, and found blessed refuge under the thin covers. Jeremy lay there, his cock making a tent in the gold satin of the covers. His mother fussed about, re-drawing the curtains, hanging the damp towel up. All in all wandering around her room, giving him the benefit of her body, back, front, both profiles. She could clearly see the effect she was having on him. And her cunt, warm already from the scene earlier, her daughter with the lovely Latin, warmed even more. 'I'm chill out here. I think I'll join you a minute or two. ' She stood by the bed, and slipped out of her panties and shoes. So quickly that he had the most fleeting glimpse only of her fascinating mound. She pulled the satin cover up over their heads. In the darkness, he felt her body rest its length against his. He rolled onto his side, towards her. 'That's nice. Cozy! And my word....this too!' Her voice suggested the hardness she grasped had only just attracted her notice, pressed against her thigh. 'Mum! You shouldn't....' 'Sh! Sh!' She rolled him onto his back and leaned over him so her nipples brushed his mouth, and then her tits pressed into his soft, smooth cheek. He knew what she wanted, and caught a nipple between his lips, kissing and sucking.

'That's lovely.' She took his hand and placed it on her bottom. It rubbed and caressed. She moaned, and threw the covers off. He could see her lovely tits now, with their large rosy-brown nipples. He reached up, and she sat astride him. Suddenly he felt his cock engulfed in the warmth of her eager cunt. She sighed. He closed his eyes. Now she was moving on him, and he could feel the warmth of her wetness slipping up and down him. His orgasm rose and rose. Sudden horror. He wriggled and tried to lift her off. 'Please! I'm going to... I can't stop....' 'Don't. I want it! So much! She pressed down hard, and moved her hips against his belly, deliberately flexing and relaxing the muscles of her vagina. He fell back helpless, and his huge, virgin orgasm poured forth. She had not come, but collapsed onto his chest, his cock still in her. Silence. Just the beating of their hearts in the gloom of the afternoon bedroom. His cock was still hard, but she slipped off and lay beside him, her face close to his penis, glistening with their coming. She pulled him to her and licked his cock, its full length , three times, licking off the mixture of his come and her juices. He lay back as she gave him his first female mouth job. He thought of Simon. And how much nicer this was. He reached down and ran his hands through the blonde hair. And now further , to her tits. One hand each tit. Caressing, feeling, while his cock throbbed in her mouth. A tiny drop of cum, stretched between her tongue and his cock, warned her this was a boy, who would find control difficult. And she wanted to come! She knew what would do it. It always did! She lay over on her belly, and looked smiling over her shoulder. She knew how. lovely she looked in the remnants of her sexy undies! 'Oil my bottom, Jeremy. I love that. There...on the side table.' Oddly, Jeremy did know about this. Although they usually used butter in his dorm! The oil was light, and scented, and he concentrated on her crack. Yes! And the lovely little rose hidden there. She shoved her bottom at him , sighing, as his finger worked over the puckered rose.

'I love that. More! Please, more!' He allowed his finger to penetrate, and knew very well why her rounded bottom was lifting and falling as he masturbated. His cock was so hard! He just had to! He knelt astride her and rubbed his knob into the oiled and opened anus. 'Yes! Right in!' She lifted herself and , kneeling, pulled her arsecheeks apart. With a long thrust he was in her and fucking. The orgasm a couple of minutes before had taken the edge off his urgency, and soon he was in a rhythm that matched hers. He noticed her reach under her belly, and grasp her cunt lips tight. And then her finger, varnished nail, rubbing her clit. She was making a funny noise now, a yelp each time he entered her, and a sobbing sigh each time he withdrew. Her finger was rubbing frantically now. In the corridor, Anders heard a noise he knew. Knew well! It was Gemma. And it was the special sound of his wife with a cock up her arse! He paused at the door, and astounded saw it was indeed his wife, and up her bottom the slender figure of his son! His cock was hard again. despite his exertions with Alissandra. Was it Gemma....or was it the slender, white arse of the boy? He watched while the boy came, seconds after his wife's noisy orgasm, and then crept silent and discrete away. .............. ...........................

Victoria hoped her brother would look in for a chat before going to bed. He usually did. And tonight she would show off her lovely new undies. White stockings and a special sort of suspender belt. As well as the usual belt ,it had a nylon crotch, like panties. She lay on the bed writing. Jeremy nearly went on past. He'd had a demanding day, experiences! But he thought, just a minute or two. He open and stood in the doorway. Neither of them were at all naked bosom. He'd often seen her. She closed the book 'I was writing my diary up.' 'You look stunning, Sis. What lovely panties.' what with the new pushed the door embarrassed by her and smiled.

'Mail order! They are nice aren't they?' She sat up and then knelt on the bed, slender and very, very pretty. She lay down and slipped under the sheet. As she did so, he had a fleeting view of her crotch. The white nylon was nearly transparant and he could make out the pouting cunt lips, scarcely hidden by the lightest fluff. It may have been the lips, or perhaps it was the sexy undies, but as he shut the door and walked to the bed he could feel desire mounting in his cock. Victoria could see this....a bulge in his pyjama bottoms. She wondered what it would feel like, and decided to find out! 'Come in here with me, and I'll tell you a secret.' She giggled. Under the sheet, she pressed her body, naked breasts, against his naked chest. She could feel the cock now against her belly, through his pyjamas and her thin nylon belt. This was fun! 'Secret?' He slipped an arm over her shoulder and rested his palm against her bottom, half on her flesh and half on the thin nylon. Her legs squirmed against his. 'Alissandra was in my bed yesterday! She came up from the pool, undressed and slipped in with me.' She could feel her cunt getting hot, what with the lean body against her and her memory of her governess' ampler form. 'I say! What did you do?' 'It's a secret. Promise! ' He nodded. Aware his cock was really hard now, despite his exertions earlier. Obviously Vikki didn't mind....or she wouldn't be pressing so hard up against it! 'Well she kissed and nibbled my tits, and I did hers. She says that's the best way of making them grow nice! Would you like to kiss mine? I'd like that I think' She guided his face down with a gentle, soft palm. His arm still round her, he rested his face on her bosom, and nibbled a breast. She sighed, and he felt the nipple stand firm in his mouth. Now more of the firm, round, adolescent breast in his mouth, sucking. Now the other one. His cock was rock-hard...almost ready to explode he thought, as he pressed his lips

first on one firm, round, little-girl bosom and then on the other, back and forth, while his hand explored the shape of her bottom, pushing the thin nylon up into her bottom crack to discover the shape of her anus and cunt lips. Vikki wriggled her slim body against his. 'That's lovely, Jez. You wouldn't believe what it's doing to me. I'm all squishy. And I can see what it's doing to you.' She laughed, delightedly, as moving her body away from him a moment, she slipped her hand down between them and grasped his prick through the pyjamas. It felt good. She wanted more! She slipped her hand into the open fly, and grasped it hard. It was so strange. Hot, soft, yet as hard as bone just under the surface. 'Careful, Sis. Or I'll come. And that would make a mess!' 'Is there a lot then. We,ve done it in biology, but I've never actually seen it.' 'Can be. That's ok. Just don't rub it. That's what makes it come. It's ok to hold it.' 'If you keep on like that, my nice new undies will get all spoilt. Just feel what you've done.' She took his hand and slipped it down the front of her suspender belt and into her crotch. His finger found her slit and clit immediately. 'I say! That's nice. His episode with his mother had shown him this surprising fact of the female body, so he was neither amazed nor put off by the moist, even liquid state of her cunt. 'I'm going to take them off. Before they're all wet!' She threw the coverlet off them, and unclipped the suspender belt at the back, and pulled the beltpanties and stockings down all together. She lay, nude, legs slightly open, and her brother admired the lovely tits, flat belly, log slim legs, and yes the plumping, pouting lips with their fine hair. 'And yours! Fairs fair!. She leapt on top of him and undid his pyjama cord, ignoring his laughing protests. Then off again, and pulled them down over his feet. Thrown on the floor, with hers. He lay, glorious, naked, with his jutting erection.

She cuddled up to him again, her hand on his erection, and his in her cunt, fingering and playing. 'Tell me what you and Alissandra did.' 'We kissed. And sucked each other's nipples a long time. And I can tell you I was getting everso hot. And so was she. And then she went down on me and kissed me here.' She held his hand, finger on her clit for a moment. I'd never even heard of that....but she says everybody does it. And I can believe it, because it's lovely. And after I'd come, I did her too. And she came.' While she was speaking, she leaned over the boy and licked his belly, down, down, and to his cock. Then she kissed the helmet, and licked the knob. There was a tiny drop of white cum. She tasted it with her tongue. She liked it. Now the whole of her brother's knob in her mouth, while she allowed her hands to play over his belly and chest. He just lay back, luxuriating, and trying to control his mounting excitement. His sister had never heard what you do to a cock, but instinctively knew how to suck, and move the shaft in and out between her lips. The boy's orgasm was mounting, as was her own excitement. One hand was now working away at her own pleasure, rubbing, nipping, tweaking at clit and cunt lips. 'God! I'm going to come! Take it out, Sis. I can't hold it.' 'No, I want it Jez.' Her hand and lips worked faster and faster, while her free hand worked on clit, and in and out of her cunt, too. She was coming. The first spurt of hot cum filled her mouth, and it was so exciting that she came too, panting and moaning, her cries stifled by the cock and spurts of come filling her mouth faster than she could swallow. Her orgasm lasted longer than the boy's, but eventually, they lay, her head rested on his belly, his cock licked clean of all traces of spunk. Yours is lovely, too, Jez.' 'Let me suck you, Sis, like Alissandra did.' 'I'd like that!' She climbed on top of his and lowered her cunt towards his

face. As his tongue reached for her hard little nub, she took his cock back in her mouth. 'Hey! You've got hard again, Jez!' He spoke through the lips of her cunt, but she could hear him say. 'Not surprising with a lovely body like yours to play with. Silently they kissed, sucked, fingered each other in a classic sixty nine. And , because she found the orgasm in her mouth so exciting, the two of them came again, simultaneous. They lay a couple of moments. Then she lit a couple of cigarettes, and they smoked. 'I'm knackered,' he said. 'Better get back to bed.' 'Stay here. Sleep with me tonight.' She took the cigarette from his mouth, stubbed out both of them, and switched off the light. They lay in each others arms, but were both asleep in minutes. ........................... ..........................

He dreamed Alissandra was fondling his cock, while nibbling and sucking at his balls. Then he woke up to find his dream was accurate, except that it was his sister doing the playing. He let her continue, wide-awake now. 'I say, Sis. When Heather or Laura sleep over, do you do that,. I mean kiss each others' tits and clits.' 'No. We,ve never done that. But next time they stay over I'm going to! Heather's got lovely tits.' 'And Laura's not bad either. I say, could I join in?' 'I'll ask them for you. I'd like to see that! And when Simon sleeps over, do you?' 'Oh yes. Always!' 'What?' 'Well we wank, and sometimes suck each other off. At school everybody, nearly, does it. At least with their best-mates.'

'You're lucky with your shared studies. It gives you a better chance. At my school we're all in the same dorm, so you can't really have any fun. I expect that's why the nuns sort it like that.' 'Some of our masters do it, too. I don't mind. And sometimes the older boys want me. They don't want everyone.' 'That's because you're so handsome, Jez.' She giggled, and took his knob in her mouth. 'And Simon and I do it the other way, too. Promise. It's a secret! Well, we do each other in the bottom. Usually I do him first and then he does me. When he sleeps over, we always do it.' 'Doesn't it hurt. This great thing!' She switched on the light and held it. 'At first. But now I love it. I've got a real secret. You must really promise.' 'Cross my heart.' She laughed, and placed his hand on her 'heart'. 'Well. I had Mum in the bottom yesterday.' 'You're making that up!' 'No. True. I had her here.' He touched her cunt. 'Here.' He touched her mouth. 'And here too.' He touched the ring of her anus. 'She asked me. I didn't ask her! And it was good.' She felt her cunt becoming inflamed again, and rubbed at her clit. 'I wish you could have me in my cunt, Jez. I love to do it with my finger or a candle. And I'm sure it would be even better. But not without a condom!' He was lying beside her, with his legs over hers, now. 'Promise I'd pull out.' 'No. Not safe.' She kissed him, and they intertwined for minutes, while she wanked at her clit. He started to play with her anus, using her cunt-juices to lubricate it as he moved his index finger gently in and out.

'Do you like that?' 'I love it. I'll put my tongue in too. Do you like it?' 'It's all right.' 'Well, how about my cock in there?' 'Try!' I'm so excited I'm nearly coming in any case.' 'Kneel down, then. It's easiest that way. God! You've got a lovely bottom.' He opened her cheeks and licked, tongued, feeling the anus relax under his caresses. Her fingers were working away at her cunt, inches from his face. He knelt behind her, and gently, so gently inserted the knob. Without stopping, he pushed home till his thighs rested on her bottom. She flinched but didn't protest, and was still masturbating happily. Now he was fucking her properly, and she was responding, moving her hips in rhythm. Her fingers flew, and she started making funny little noises. He was amused. They were exactly the same as her mother had made! 'Faster! Please! Harder!' 'It was too much for him, and he came, whispering obscenities in her ear, grabbing a tit in each hand and squeezing. She came. ........................... ............................. Not surprisingly, the two children were last down to breakfast. 'I was just telling your father how well you were getting on with your Italian, dears. Say something to Alissandra to show him.' 'Good morning Alissandra. ' 'Good morning Jeremy. Good morning Victoria. And did you take my advice?' 'About my breasts. Yes. Jeremy sucked them. It was very exciting.' 'Did you tell her to ask me to kiss her nipples. Thanks, Alissandra. It was lovely to feel them firm up in my mouth.' 'And he didn't only do that. Can I tell her, Jeremy?' He nodded.

'We sucked each other off, and I had a lovely load of....' she hesitated, not knowing the word,'of sort of milk. It was lovely.' 'The word is spunk, Victoria.'

'Thanks. A useful word. And he had me in my bottom, too!.' 'How delightful!' 'You see, how they're coming on, Anders?' 'Very satisfactory, my dear.' 'I'd love to suck your tits, Alissandra!' 'I bet you would!' 'Oh! And me too.' 'All right then. Come to my room. Give me ten minutes.' 'I glad you think they're making progress. They really are very enthusiastic. In fact I'm going to give them another lesson in a few minutes.' The two children were quiet through the hurried breakfast, and Jeremy was surreptitiously peeping at his watch. The minutes crept by! And his cock was rampant at the thought of that much-desired, tanned, italian body just waiting for his kisses and caresses. And he still had the hots for his sister, despite his exertions and passion during the night. Finally they made their excuses and left the table. 'Look how keen they are Anders. She must be a pretty good teacher!' .................................. ..............

She was waiting for them sitting on her bed, her legs open, displaying the neatest little cunt imaginable. Her hair was trimmed short and away from the cunt-lips, allowing the clit to peep provocatively. Her white bikini mark merely accentuated the deep tan of her legs and belly, while she lightly rested her hand on her belly, fingers seeming to point directly at her cunt. She had lightly oiled her body, and on her tits it particular shone. She waited for them with a quizical smile. 'Well, Jeremy? Nice?' 'Lovely, Alissandra.' 'Well, get out of those shorts and show me how nice you think it is. And you, Victoria. I want to see you again!.'

He slipped his shorts down, and his sister admired again the magnificent, erect cock, waving in front of him. She slipped out of her bikini.' 'Very gallant, Jeremy. That's what a girl likes to see! Very flattering.' 'Lay down, Jeremy, and we'll play with it.' Alissandra pulled him down to the bed and rolled him to the middle of it. As he rolled over he felt her hand brush his bottom, and, yes, a finger touch his arsehole. Fleetingly. And then he was in heaven with these two lovely girls, blonde and brunette , competing and co-operating in fellating him. First Vikki joined her governess in licking the erect, smooth shaft, amusing themselves by keeping their tongues perfectly parallel. But then she could resist that smooth, red, silky knob no longer and she pushed it between her pursed lips. Alissandra continued her slow licking of the lovely cock, while Vikki applied the hardest suction she could to it. She could feel it twitching in her mouth as her brother groaned. He reached out and grasped a breast in each hand, his sisters firm teenage flesh, and Alissandra's fuller, rounder bosom. 'Me now!' Alissandra took his knob in her mouth and made shagging movements, swallowing the full length of his cock, slipping it out, and then in again. Vikki licked downwards, and tickled his balls with the tip of her tongue. She giggled as she saw the skin contract with the teasing. She nipped a piece of his skin between her teeth and pulled at it. One hand on each of his thighs, she ran her palms up and down them, so lightly, feeling the fluff of his blonde hair against her soft, sensitive skin. Alissandra gobbled, making appreciative noises. She could taste traces of come now. She rested her face against his belly and allowed his cock just to rest in her mouth. It was still twitching with an electric life of its own. His hands left their breasts, and riffled through flowing blonde and brunette hair. He groaned. 'Stop a minute. It's too good. I won't be able to hold myself.....' Alissandra laughed, and Vikki released the fold of skin she'd been sucking. 'That won't do. You have two girls who want this up them.' She flicked it with one hand, and it sprang back into place again.

Vikki giggled and in her turn pressed the cock back against his belly, and allowed it to spring up again like tensioned steel. 'Yes! I think this is going to be good this morning!' 'Me first! You had him all last night!' Alissandra knelt on the bed, her face buried in the feather pillows. Vikki clutched at the cock she was beginning to know quite well, and pulled her brother into a sitting position right behind his governess. He couldn't resist pressing his face between the cheeks of her ohso-lovely bottom and licking at her lips, his nose right up against her lovely anus. She wriggled her bottom against his smooth cheeks, but insisted. 'Lovely! But I want that cock in me. In my cunt, Jeremy.' 'Yes! Come on Jez. Let me see you fuck her.' Jez was in a kneeling position now, and as he leaned up against the welcoming arse, his cock just slipped in. Looser, he thought. Hotter. Wetter. And then it gripped him, relaxed and gripped again. He reached under her and grasped one breast in each hand. The nipples were hard. She pushed back against him, and her felt her back pressing into his chest. Motionless, he licked her shoulder and then mouthed her neck. 'Fuck me!' He released her tits and withdrew his cock, before plunging it back in again. His thighs crashed against her beautiful bottom. She was moving as much as him now, and he could feel rather than see her busy fingers working at her clit as he fucked her. It was taking an effort of will to keep from coming, but he knew he must hold back his until she had at least started. And now Vikki helped him by pressing her cheek against her governess' bottom, and licking the salty flesh. Her brother was working upwards from underneath now, and there was room for her to lick the puckered little arsehole, so exposed in this kneeling position. Her fingers on her clit, a cock reaming her cunt, a probing tongue around her arsehole, and now Vikki's hand reaching under and tweaking one nipple and then the other. 'Ooh! Oooooh! 'Ooooooooh!' Relieved she was coming beneath him, Jeremy fucked even harder and faster, feeling his own orgasm mounting. His thighs crashed into

her bottom as he came, pumping into her hot cunt. And again. Again. His last spurt coincided with her final spasm, and he collapsed onto her. Vikki had watched their faces while they came , and been fascinated by the transformation. A look of almost rage! Thr trio were silent a few moments. Still in that warm, wet cunt, he could feel the occasional twitches as the spasms died away. He was still hard! Alissandra knew how lucky she was to have found a boy who was so excited...and so virile...that he stayed hard after such a draining orgasm. She collapsed the two of them sideways aand started moving her cunt by raising and wriggling her hips. Vikki laughed...not jealous. After all she had had him to herself all night. And watching these two fuck was very exciting. She picked up Alissandra's bra, discarded by the bed, and tried it over her tits. She was much smaller. She giggled, and draped it over Alissandra, to feel those rounded breasts beneath the silken cups. The two were now fucking vigorously again. Vikki looked at the passion in her governess' eyes, and just had to kiss her pouting lips. She took her in her arms and kissed her. Fixed in this position, their tongues playing little games, she reached down and titillated the clit, exposed by Jez fucking from underneath. She could feel it hard under her fingers, and with the other hand started wanking herself. Jez was moaning, 'I'm coming. I'm coming.' Alissandra kissed harder, her hips writhing, meeting the charge of the cock, and the helpful fingers. Vikki felt herself coming, and shouted her pleasure. Jeremy shot his spunk into Alissandra, who was coming too. Careless, Jeremy slipped out, and Vikki saw the spunk fly, and drop in pools on Alissandra's tit and belly. She reached down and spread it over one breast. Lovely! A round breast, and her brother's slippery cum! She wiped it up with the blue silk bra. Jeremy slipped out of Alissandra's cunt. He was still hard! 'My turn now!' And who could have resisted Vikki as she, smiling, knelt, legs slightly open to show her almost hairless cunt. Lovely nascent tits. 'But only in my bottom....' 'Poor Vikki. I wish I had something for you. It's so much nicer....I'll get you some condoms...but you really ought to go on the pill.'

'Thankyou, Alissandra. I'd like some condoms ...they don't have them in the village. But I like it the other way.We had a lot of fun last night. And it made me cum, too.' 'Like this then I'll kneel down, and you suck me from behind. And you, Jeremy, in that little bottom-hole you've had so much apparantly.' She knelt down, and her cunt lips pouted, reacting still from the rousing sessions she'd just enjoyed. Her breasts hardly changed shape despite the fact she was kneeling. The blonde girl knelt behind her and glued her lips to those other , exciting lips. She could taste her brother's cum as well as the salty taste of the woman's juices. Jeremy parted his sister's bottom cheeks. His cock was still wet from fucking Alissandra, but as he knelt behind her he dribbled saliva onto his fingers, and gently inserted an index finger into that sweet little hole. She wriggled her bottom. Her tongue was working hard on that desirable cunt, but she muttered , through the cunt-lips,' Not that. Your cock. I want it now.' He presented his knob to her arsehole, a drop more spit, a long push, and he was in. Another push and his pubic hair rested right up against her smooth, hard buttocks. 'Yes! Now! More!' He fucked. Having come twice already, he had to shag very hard indeed, and for a long time. Alissandra came, and broke away from Vikki's embrace, first laying, exhausted, watching the youngsters fuck. Vikki was clearly about to come. She went behind the kneeling boy and, her arms round him, tweaked his nipples, as she pressed her breasts into his back. He needed this added stimulus, and as his sister was making those funny mewing, moaning panting noises, he felt his own orgasm build. His sister it was who screamed her pleasure first, but he was only seconds behind. Vikki fell over sideways, and his cock was expelled by the muscular anus. They lay there, quite literally shagged out. Alissandra recovered first, and persuaded Vikki to kneel down again. The girl's anus was still wide open from the bum-fuck her brother had given her. Jeremy woke up and knelt beside his sister. His cock was at least halfhard. Alissandra was kissing Vikki's breasts and licking the salty sweat from her

body. Jeremy noticed the discarded blue silk bra on the pillow. It had damp patches, that he realised would be his cum. He picked the bra up and held it to his cheek, feeling the slippery, silky satin. It was very sexy! On impulse, he held it down to his balls. Alissandra was sucking his cock, which had gone hard the moment he felt the satin against his cheek. He felt his balls through the silk as she sucked at his knob. He was fully erect again! 'It looks as if your brother likes sexy underwear. Look what my bra has done to his cock. Try these.' She reached for her black panties, lying by the bed, and cradled his balls in them. 'That feels nice...' 'Put them on!' 'I couldn't!' 'You know you want to. Put them on!.' She slipped them over his ankles as he knelt, and pulled them up as far as his knees. 'Pull them up...I want to see you in them. I want to see your cock through them.' Vikki giggled. But watched as he indeed pulled the nylon panties up over his balls and straining cock. He passed his hands over his hips, and then round and over his arsecheeks. Now down over the shape of his cock, visible through the thin cloth. Yes! This was very sexy! He stood up, and the nearly transparant black nylon, with its pretty little roses, looked completely right to him as he admired himself in the mirror. And that was really the end of the morning session. The girls did suck him a bit, amused by his panties, but despite the stimulus of the pretty nylon, his erection could not be transformed into yet another orgasm. And he pleaded to be let off. Alissandra told him that not many men...and she'd had a few...could fuck as well, as long, as often as him, and told Vikki she was lucky to have such a

handsome and virile brother. 'And, because you like them, here's some undies for you to play with. Take them to your room, and then we'll all have a swim. Pool or beach?' The world was treating Anders well. He thought back to the evening before. It had been a bit of luck he'd decided to take a stroll down to the beach before joining Gemma in bed. He'd been right about Alessandra when he'd first seen her at her interview. Yes. She really was a goer. And those tits! The memory of her tits as she floated on her back, shining in the moonlight, tippointing from the mill-pond sea, made his cock stand again. No time for anything, if he wasn't to be late either for his meeting with his publisher...or the infinitely more interesting rendezvous with the beautiful Dino! Yes, and he'd got to get some condoms for Alessandra. Correction. He'd got to get some condoms for Alessandra to give to Victoria. Now what would his teenage daughter want with condoms? The pool boy presumably! Well, he'd buy them in town...but give them to Vikki himself. He knew what he'd buy Gemma, and Alissandra....but Jez. What might he want as a little present. He was passing Jez's door, which was a bit ajar. He could hear Jez walking about inside. Yes, he'd ask him . He pushed the door with his feet. 'Good lord!.' 'Sorry, Dad, I should have locked the door.' 'Never mind, Jez. I don't mind. I'm more broad-minded than you'd guess!.' Because Jez was dressed head-to-toe in lovely feminine lingerie. 'Where did you get them?' 'I promised not to say!' 'Oh, come on! I don't mind. And I wouldn't tell anyone.' 'Well the panties and stockings and basque, and a few other things come from Alissandra, and Vikki lent me her dance shoes.' 'So they know you like this?' 'Oh yes....and they like me like this too. ' Anders had a sudden thought. He'd seen his son having at his wife's

bottom....so he was certainly sexually active. And Vikki wanted condoms. It wasn't the pool boy....it was her brother. And if her brother, why not her father. God...she'd be a lovely little fuck. He thought about her nubile breasts, and her slim, girlish hips, and her long, slim legs, and her lovely blonde hair. And, yes, surely she must have blonde pubic hair. Pouting little lips, with the lightest covering of blonde fuzz. He just had to have her. 'And so do I . I think you look real appetising. No wonder they like you.' He put his arm round the boy's shoulder. His own cock was as hard as the boy's! What have you been doing.Dressing up and playing with yourself?' 'I've got a lot of games. First I pretended I was an aristocrat, The Lady Cecilia Hungerford-Smythe. Laying on the bed, on my belly, in my undies, waiting for the footman to come in, leap on top of me, and rape me. And then I walked round the room on my high heels, watching myself in the mirror, and pretending I was a high-class tart in a London brothel, waiting for one of the men looking at me through peep-holes, to choose me, come in, and suck me and fuck me. There!' It was almost as if he was challenging his father to disapprove. But it was far from having that effect. The arm was now round the boy's waist, and the hand caressing his bottom. He was about to take the great step of feeling for that ohso-erect cock. 'Do you have Alissandra and Vikki then?' 'Promise you won't tell? I've only had Alissandra once so far...but Vikki a few times.' 'Aren't you afraid she'd get pregnant. I wouldn't like that.' 'Yes, that's why we don't do it properly. You know. Only like boys do it.' 'Hard luck. But how do boys do it?' 'Oh. You know. In the bottom.' 'Do you do it in the bottom?' 'With Vikki. I told you.' 'I mean take it in the bottom.'

'Oh that!' It seemed such a minor thing to him. 'Yes. With Simon sometimes.' Anders now was grasping the cock hard. 'Do me in the bottom, Jez. I'd love that.' 'Are you sure, Dad?' But Anders was already kneeling down, his trousers lowered, baring his bottom. Jeremy knelt behind him, and penetrated. Anders, his face buried in the pillows...he was kneeling beside the bed....made a muffled groan as the cock slipped further and further in. His arse pushed back to meet the initial thrust. Jeremy was quite experienced now, what with Simon, and his sister's cute little bum, not to mention his mother and governess, so he was calmly fucking, making sure the conclusion didn't come too quickly. They neither of them noticed the door open behind them, and then shut almost at once. 'In front of the mirror, son. I want to be able to see you.' Anders crawled on all fours to the mirror, and Jeremy crawled behind him, never once allowing his cock to slip out of that tight hole. Anders could now see the white flesh of his bugger, in startling contrast with his black, sheer underwear. The tempo of the fucking increased now, as both became more and more excited. Anders was wanking himself as he was fucked. He watched the boy, and then was appalled to see the door open behind them. Gemma! 'Shit!' 'What's the matter, Dad? Did I hurt you?' 'He loves it. But you can pull that thing out right now. It's wasted on him. I've got what he needs to finish him off. And don't move, you.' She was splendid...strong thighs and lovely tits, and the whole set-off by the leather harness which supported a great plastic dildo. Jeremy retreated to the bed, and sat perched on the edge, really very pretty in his black suspender belt, and sexy with his hard cock waving in front of him. Gemma advanced on her kneeling husband. She had a whip in her hand. 'shags his son, does he?' She lashed his naked arse. 'Dresses his son in lingerie, and has him fuck him, does he?' Another lash across the arse.

'Mum!' He was about to say that, after all , she had fucked him too....but saw the whip and thought better of it. She was whipping him hard now, across the back and on his white buttocks, which were taking on a pink colour. 'Mum! You're hurting him!' 'He loves it! Stupid boy! He loves to be whipped and abused. Just look at that prick ' She crossed to the bed, seized the cowering lad, hauled him to the mirror, threw him down beside Andres. 'Feel that cock...and see whether he likes it.' She lashed him again and again, while Jeremy groped at his hard prick, masturbating him. He was hard , too, and strangely got even harder when sometimes his mother treated his arse to stimulation for a change. Jeremy looked on appalled but fascinated as his mother placed her high, stiletto heel in his father's back and forced him to the floor, on his belly. Then, incredibly, placed her weight on his scrotum and balls. He screamed....but was still hard. 'And now, I'll fuck him! But a bigger dildo, I think. The Plastic dildo seemed to slot in place, and was easily removed and replaced by a much harder, longer , broader pink version. She tipped him on his back, again with her high heels, and shoved it up into him. He was begging her not to spare him, to shag him hard, to give it to him. Her tits stood hard and swollen, as her strong thighs crashed into his arse. And then he came....great spurts of white cum. Jeremy had never seen as much in his life. He watched, eager, fascinated. How he would have liked that spurting into him, he thought. Gemma laughed. 'That's you seen to! And now for this pretty little boy. Come along with me, and we'll continue your eduction. In my room. If not actually in my bed this time.' ................. ....................................

Anders had had to hurry his shopping , after the unexpected interlude just as he was leaving. He didn't want to be late for his date with Dino. The pretty middle-aged lady in the store who wrapped his presents for him was

quietly amused. The purple satin basque and panties for Jeremy were 'acup', the more innocent lingerie for Vikki was 'a-cup' as well, but a much smaller size, the black bra and panties for Alissandra were 'c-cup'. and the lovely silkchiffon robe for Gemma was size 14 'b-cup'. 'What a lot of friends sir must have', she commented. 'And these are for sir?' She was wrapping two satin thongs, posing pouches for Dino. 'No. Another friend!' So there, you nosy bitch, he thought. Work that one out! Dino was laying on his bed when Anders walked in. The door had, as usual been on the latch, and Anders was quiet. Dino loved to be surprised. The contrast between his tanned, smooth skin and the gleaming white of his pants was startling. And Anders could see the outline of his wonderful cock through the thin cotton. He was lying there pretending to have dozed off. His hand held his cock lightly as if he had been wanking. Anders guessed he was not asleep at all, but knew what he wanted. He went quietly over to him, and pressed his cheek to the erect prick, before taking the cotton, and the shaft of his cock in his mouth. Dino pretended to wake up. 'That's lovely! Hello, Anders, my swedish god.' 'And how's my italian pagan today?' By way of answer, Dino pulled him down on top, and kissed his lips, cock pressed into Anders' jeans. 'Have you got a little present for me?' Anders got up from the bed, and took a small wad of notes from his back pocket. He counted out a dozen or so, and lifted the ornate brass candlestick on the mantle, to put them under it. 'And some pretty things for you too.' 'You're so generous Anders. I think I'm in love with you.' Anders was too long in the tooth to think a whore could fall in love with a punter, but Dino was a pleasant lad, and only to a degree venial. He had to live after all. And he was very lovely. Anders eyes went hard and focussed as he watched the boy lift his arse to slip his pants down, and slip off his silk drill shirt. He was soon stripped himself, and lay alongside Dino....half erect. They cuddled, carressed, muttering endearments. There was never any hurry with this boy...it was almost the real thing.

Anders cock was hardening, despite the buggering and the huge emission of a couple of hours before, and the two of them were making fucking movements against each other as they kissed. Anders loved the feel of the boy's smooth, olive-hued flesh. He knew he'd keep coming back for more of this. 'Suck me!' Dino implored, and reversed his position so he was sucking Anders' cock, while his own cock was pressed against the blonde's face. Anders kissed the knob,licked it, licked the shaft, and with a sudden gesture took as much in his mouth as he could without gagging. His own cock was being given the treatment. 'A real professional', Anders thought, and smiled inwardly at the aptness of the phrase. He'd have to teach Jeremy to do it like this...just the right pressure as it slipped between his lips, and the right suction in his cheeks, and the fingers tickling the shaft and his tight balls! Worth the liras! And that lovely, cut cock in his mouth. So smooth, and firm. And so controlled. He knew Dino wouldn't come till his partner wanted him to. That was the sort of expertise it was worth buying, Anders thought. That and this lovely, masculine, yet smooth body. Dino was stroking the flesh of his thighs as he sucked. 'I want to come in your mouth, Anders. And then, would you fuck me....real hard?' 'Cock out of his mouth a moment...'Come! I want to have your cum!' Cock back in his mouth he gobbled it in and out, the whore's hips almost shagging his mouth as if it were a cunt or arse. He sucked, licked the shaft round as it was in his mouth, even nibbled slightly with his teeth. His own cock, abandoned for the moment, twitched un-touched and un-sucked, but very hard in anticipation of having this smooth young arse again. 'Now! Now! Now!' Dino panted, and there was that sudden rush of hot, salty cum. Anders swallowed, sucked, gobbled, not to lose a drop. And still it came. But gradually the thrusts slowed until they ceased. 'Fuck me now.' Dino reached to the sidetable and took a packet of rubbers. 'Sod!' He spilled them on the floor in his haste. But he recovered one, and rolled it down the eager cock. 'I'm greased up ready. I knew what you'd want, you randy boy! ' 'How good it must have been when we didn't need rubbers for fucking. I've

found a boy who's nearly virgin...and I love it with him with no rubber.' 'Stop yammering, and stick it in. Yes. That's it. Now fuck me hard. Don't make it last. Just do me hot and strong.' Anders gripped the lad by his hips and did just that. He couldn't resist slapping those bottom cheeks, so much whiter than his own thighs, tanned by the beach and sun. Despite the rubber, he could feel Dino's accomplished anus gripping and relaxing to maximise the pleasure. Again his mind wandered off...no doubt an accomplished whore could give more actual physical pleasure than even the most beautiful innocent lad. Though there was a special delight in knowing one had successfully seduced! With this thought he came, deep within Dino's arse. Dino grunted, and his anus expelled the cock. Looking down, Anders could see his spunk filled condom as his cock wilted. A moment of tristesse. ................ .................................

It was Alessandra's morning off...and she had profitted by staying late in bed, even though that meant missing breakfast, her favourite meal. As she lay there on her sheets, her mind went back to the night before. It had been a lucky idea to walk down to the beach before going to bed. He looked very handsome in the moonlight. The evening was warm, and he was shirtless and barefooted. His faded blue-denim shorts were torn round the bottom, and at the crotch there was just a suspicion of naked flesh beneath the threadbare cloth. The fine blonde fuzz on his calfs and thighs almost glowed in the moonlight. She saw him ahead of her and suddenly shivered. She knew she wanted him...even without the urging of her cunt, her breath was short and there was almost a pain in her chest. A sudden thought. 'I hope he's had the operation....he seemed to have a lot of spunk in him.' The sun was streaming in the windows, shining on her belly, and making her thighs feel warm. And her cunt. Her fingers slid down over her belly, into her slit, and onto the nub of her clitoris. Her index finger rested there, and she pushed hard at the pearl.She stretched and yawned.He'd been good. Virile! She rubbed at her clit, feeling desire rising. Yes. She could manage him again ,

just now. As her finger slid in and out of her vagina, touching her clit with each stroke, she used her memory of the night before to enhance her pleasure. She had teased him as they walked side by side down the narrow cliff path. She'd put her arm round his naked shoulders, and deliberately brushed her bikini top against his chest. He'd grabbed her tight and kissed her, there at the top of the beach. Then she'd laughed, and told him she was going for a dip. She stripped her shorts off...and because it would have been silly to cover her tits while her cunt was bare, stripped off the tied bikini top. She knew her arse and tits would look magnificent in the moonlight. Anders....she stopped a moment, and reached for her pink vibrator. Ye. That was more like it. The vibration inside her and fingers stretching her cunt lips, playing over them and her cunt. Yes. He'd pulled his shorts down to reveal hard, tiny buttocks...but more to the point, a lovely, hard, straight, hugeknobbed cock! She'd run down to the water's edged, and screaming at the shock, into the water. Anders was just behind her, and , laughing and shouting, they splashed as they swam. He was a strong swimmer...she was more graceful. He struck off about a length, and then dived out of sight. She was floating on her back when he came up underneath her, grasping her hips, and , yes, gently biting her bottom. She remembered squealing, turning over on her belly, and swimming away. He was laughing and treading water. Suddenly he dived again. This time she lay floating on her back with arms and legs wide open, like a star fish. Again he came up underneath her, but this time between her legs, and she felt him gently nibble...no, she thought...more of a lick and a mouth, right where she wanted him. Yes. Exactly where her fingers were playing now. She pushed the dildo right up into herself, and groaned as she felt her orgasm coming. All she needed now was to twist and rotate it. Yes! Just like that. And her free hand to her breast, up under the white silk blouse she had worn as her only sleeping wear. Her nipple squeezed between finger and tumb, the vibrator

rasping her sensitive cunt, and yes! She was coming. She lay quiet for a few moments, but her mind was still turning over the evening before. She had felt his hard cock, hard despite the chill of the deeper water. She had whispered. 'Let's. Oh! Let's, Anders.' And they had half swum, half walked to the shallows. She lay down where the tiny mediterranean wavelets rippled on the white sand. The water was still warm here from the afternoon's sun. She lay with her legs open, in just those few inches. And he on top, kissing her breasts and muttering endearments. She reached for her larger dildo. This did not vibrate, but it stretched and scoured, and with her fingers on her clit gave her glorious orgasms. She blessed the girlfriend who had given it to her. It was wonderfully tight. She had to stretch one leg in the air to get it through the lips. Ah. Yes! Now it was in. She had raised him, till his cock was in position against her cunt. 'Now! Anders! Now!' His hands still grasping her tits, and his mouth pressed to hers, he penetrated her, and his strokes were long and slow, like the waves that lapped around them. She closed her eyes, and raised her hips to meet his downthrusts. They rolled over in the water, and she was on top of him. She fucked him, her fists beating on his chest. 'I've got to come. I can't hold it.' 'Come. Anders. Do it.'She felt his spunk well up inside her, and at that moment she came as well. Her spasms outlasted his, and finally they lay, sideby-side, on their backs in the water. She remembered how his cock now flopped about with the wavelets, and the look of peace on his face in the moonlight. She turned over on her belly, and dildo-fucked herself till she was satisfied. .............................. ............ Anders knocked on his daughter's bedroom door. 'Are you decent, Vikki?' 'Nearly! OK.' She was laying on top of her sheets, in her pyjamas. She looked very pretty. 'I got you some presents yesterday.'

'Oh! Goody. I love presents!' They had been wrapped in black tissue paper with a scarlet ribbon. She tore the wrappings off. 'Oh! Daddy! They're beautiful!' 'Are you going to try them on?' 'All right! But no peeking mind you!' He did close his eyes while she undressed and put his pretties on. But he couldn't resist just a peek as she slipped her pyjamas over her head to reveal to him perfect little breasts, a lovely hard butt, and the most sweet blonde fuzz of cunt hair over pink lips. He squeezed his eyes shut again. 'Ta Ra!' He opened his eyes. She was standing there hands on hips, a vision! 'No panties!' 'There weren't any. I thought you'd done that on purpose. Naughty Daddy!' She giggled. 'Oh! They're here!' He threw the second black parcel over, and she tore it open. 'Oh, Daddy! They're lovely. She chose the white satin and lace bikini, and slipped them on up over her sleek, stockinged legs, returning to her pose in front of the drawn french window curtain. 'There!' She pirouetted. 'Oh, Daddy! They're fabulous. He was sitting on the edge of her bed, and she ran over. He opened his arms, and she clasped him, kissing him. 'Daddy. Thankyou. Lovely.' He opened his legs, and she slipped in between them. He was pulling her towards him, and their kiss was no longer chaste....no, not at all. And on neither side. He felt her tongue slip into his mouth, and feel inside it. She felt his legs close, gripping her thighs, and his hands on her bottom, pulling her to him, fondling her butt through the white nylon. As she was pressed against him she felt his cock rising, and from her fun with her brother knew exactly what that meant. Anders was somewhat shocked when her felt her small hand feel between them, down to his cock, and grip it , albeit through his trousers. She had moved back from him to feel it, and he moved a hand from her bottom to place

it on her breast. It was firm under the silken brassiere. He felt the shape. 'Fit's perfectly! Lovely!' 'Don't stop, Daddy! I love that.' He slipped a finger inside the cup and felt for her nipple. It was standing, and he pressed it in like a bell push. She sighed, sitting almost alongside him now. He removed his other hand from under her, and slipped it down the inside of her new knickers, finding the hair on her mound. He tweaked a pinch of hair, muurmering , 'Love hair. Pretty love hair. Blonde love hair!' Vikki was rubbing his cock, through his trousers, and feeling the shape of it. Bigger than Jez!. 'Jez wants me to shave it off...or at least most of it, like Alessan....' She stopped, realising that she was giving the game away. Anders pretended not to notice, still murmuring his endearments. His finger inside her panties, actually in her slit now, told him she was as hot as him. As if her standing nipples, clear through the flimsy bra, and her flushed complexion were not enough to prove this. 'Let's undress. I want to see you properly.' 'But these are so nice. These.' She stroked the silk stockings with one hand and her bra with the other. 'Not as nice as what's under. And I want to feel you against me. ' He was undressing. She stood up, and by the bed undid all the work of suspender belt, stockings, etc, till she stood there in front of him naked. He could see light through her legs just below her cunt. Her plump mound had the lightest covering of 'love hair' and her cuntlips very little at all. His cock was like a steel bar! He got up and went over to embrace her, but with a giggle she eluded him, threw herself down onto the bed he had just left, and lay there, artfully spreading her plump, and so desirable cuntlips. He stood there looking at her. The die was cast! There was no way he could have resisted the urgent demand of his rampant cock, even if he had wanted to! She was laying there, completely naked, her right hand spreading her nearly

hairless lips, while her left rested on her bosom, without hiding her tits. She had closed her eyes, and was clearly expecting him to have her. He walked over to the bed, and stood over her, memorising every part of this solovely teenage body. He stroked her belly, and then up to her tits. She moved her arm so her could take a breast in each hand, squeezing gently and caressing.He knelt in front of her and kissed her cuntlips so-generously opened for him. She moaned, her eyes still shut, and her fingers worked at her clitoris while he licked her lips and penetrated her with his tongue. He stood again in front of her. He would enjoy sucking her, but just now he was desperate to fuck! He lay on top of her in classic missionary style, taking his weight on his elbows to protect her tits. His cock found the slit he had been lubricating, creating and spreading her moistness with his tongue, and he forced his knob into her. God! Was she tight! She suddenly flinched, and protested. 'No! Not that way, Daddy. In my bottom! It's safer!' 'You're safe with me, Vikki. I only shoot blanks now...I've been fixed...you know, cut.' He had forced in further now, and as she spoke, managed to get up her to his full depth. 'Be gentle, Daddy. I've never...oh!...I've never....oooh!' Was it pain or pleasure? He worked in and out gently, and within minutes it quite clearly was pleasure. He rode up on her so her clit got maximum stimulation as they fucked, and was leaning down and fondling both tits at the same time. He managed to make her come, while controlling his own ecstacy. He didn't stop after her orgasm, but worked slower, longer strokes. 'Try it on top of me, Vikki. Then you can chose your own pace. He noticed to his relief there was no blood as he pulled out and she clambered on top of him. He held her lips open, and she lowered herself onto him carefully, sinking down the full length of his cock, until her thighs rested across his.

He looked up at her, a vision of loveliness. Firm. Rounded. Lovely pert tits. Flowing blonde hair. And a look of happy rapture on her face. That was the last thing she did gently, as she shagged him with all the athleticism of youth. He raised his hips to meet hers with each powerful thrust of her body , and half-supported her weight by resting his palms on her tits. He was having great difficulty holding on now, and it was almost a relief when her panting and the added rolling of her hips over him told him she was coming. He allowed himself to come in time with her. As he pumped into her he wondered if she knew how lucky she was to achieve mutual orgasms at the same time. At all events, she seemed happy as she collapsed onto him. He stayed up in her while they rested. Her tits were having that effect on him. Normally he would go limp now....but he was still excited. Vikki whispered. 'Daddy! You're still hard! That was lovely. Now do me in my bottom.' She leapt off, and was suddenly kneeling and spreading her arse for him. Ah! The delight of a hairless cunt and arse, he thought as he licked up from cunt to anus. 'Are you sure, Vikki? It might hurt.' She wriggled her arse, his tongue entering her. 'I love it, Daddy. And it never did hurt me yet!' 'Good lord, he thought, kids nowadays! He moistened his cock, placed it and entered her so-willing body from this other entrance. Must have her mouth another time, he thought, as he shagged her. He was amazed at her ability to take his cock this way. He'd known many women....luckily not Gemma...for whom he'd been too much in the anus. He was slapping her cheeks now in rhythm with their fucking, and he could hear her moans of pleasure, part muffled by the pillow she had buried her face in. He could feel his orgasm rising. with one hand he reached under her and grabbed the front of her cunt, mound, lips and clit. The other he cupped round her breast and used both hands to pull her onto him, deeper, as he thrust towards his own pleasure. And again, his finger now titillating her clit, he was rewarded by feeling and hearing her coming a vital second before his own, completely wasting, orgasm.

They lay smoking. 'You've done that before, Vikki ?' 'In the bottom, yes.' 'With Jez?' 'How did you guess?' He laughed. She hadn't noticed she'd virtually told him. 'But only that way. We never had any condoms....' 'I meant to tell you...I got you some. Alessandra told me you needed them. Though not who with. I thought it must be the poolboy.' 'Daddy! I love You! ' She hugged him again. 'Him! He's handsome but stupid. A real Mummy's boy. No , only Jez. But I want to have Simon when he comes again. 'Oh yes. And one of these!' 'Oh, Daddy. Just like Alessandra's. ' She tore the plastic, and slipped the batteries in. She buzzed it over her cunt. 'I couldn't do it any more, now. But I will!' She kissed him again. Alessandra too, he thought to himself. .......................... ....................

Gemma was wearing the new silk gown Anders had bought her in the city. She knew she looked a million dollars, if a bit naughty. No undies...and although her colouring meant there would be no tell-tale dark triangle, she knew her nipples were clear. Still it was hot....and the silk was so thin and clinging that any panties at all would show a line. Priests were men of the world nowadays. She wondered if this was just the inevitable social call, or whether there was something. Well, she'd soon know...there he was. Father Muselli, walking up the steps. She went to the open doors to greet him. 'Father. How good of you to visit us. I know your work in the village keeps you so busy.' 'The pleasure is mine, dear lady.'

'Come in out of this sun. In the courtyard it is cooler by the fountain. May I get you a drink?' 'Thankyou, dear lady. A cold beer, perhaps, or a cold wine.' He opened the bubbly wine with consumate skill, and they sat side-by-side in a swinging seat by the fountain.. 'This is a delicate matter, signora.' 'Delicate?' 'I fear so. You have a poolboy, or gardener, called Pietro.' 'Yes.' God, he was sexy, this priest. Just the sort of young, latin body she loved. As he spoke she found herself mentally undressing him. He would be muscled. Hard-bodied and hard, she thought. 'The boy Pietro came to confession Saturday. After confessing his own silly little sins, he launched into a rigamarole. Probably I'd best tell you in his own words. Remember, I'm a Priest, and nothing shocks me. She was silent. 'He told me he was watching from the bushes while you ate en famille last Saturday. He is in love with your Victoria, and was watching even on his day off. He told me that he saw the most unusual scenes. He claimed to have watched your husband have sex with your daughter, and you with your son. And all the while, your Governess, the beautiful Alessandra whom I've known since we were children at school together, your Governess was walking round whipping you all!' She was still silent. But he could see her nipples standing even harder through the thin silk. 'I explained to the idiot boy that he was to confess his own sins, and not to presume to identify wrongdoing in others, especially his betters. I told him he knew little of the world, and that it was touching to find a familly with this degree of closeness. I told him that it was, above all, uncharitable to have left Alessandra with no partner, when he could have offered his services to her instead of committing the sin of Onan in his miserable bushes. In short I told him he was a meddling fool.'

'You are very understanding, Father.' She could see she had not been wrong about the Priest's sexual potential. That was a hard-on making a tent under his black robe! 'I consider it best he should not work here for a time, and will send you my boy, Guido. He has been well trained by Maria, my housekeeper, and has no silly, puritanical, even, dare I say it, protestant ideas. You would find him an attractive and compliant, even skillfull paricipant at your family parties.' 'You are too generous, Father. But what of the wretched Pietro.' He will come into my service for a few months. Maria and I will refine his education in sensual matters. And she will teach him respect and obedience. She has a way with the whip. As indeed, if I may be so bold, dear lady, as indeed my own shoulders and back sometimes bear witness. What a delightful wine.' 'Ah! so your lovely Maria...I have remarked her in the village....shares my taste for the whip...and you submit yourself to her pleasure, as does Anders to mine. I do hope you find the pleasure in it that he does?' 'I assure you I do, dear lady...........and indeed, I would.....' 'Father, it occurs to me you and your housekeeper might like to come to dinner on Saturday....and of course assist at our romps. Now , let us retire to my room where we can discuss these matters at length, and with discretion. You will find certain equipment there that will interest and stimulate you.' FIN