Chapitre 2230: MOMMY, I LOVE
Why do I drink myself from desperation? Because I'm in love. So deeply in love. You say that being in love is good, don't you? The problem is I'm in love with my own dear sweet giving mother and I'm fucking her. Oh my God, I can't help myself!
I wonder if fucking my Mommy is a sin. If it is, what about fucking my sister? I've fucked both of them. Now on a scale of 1 to 10 which is the greater sin? And what if I'd fucked my Grandmother? Where would that rate. Or if my Grandfather had diddled me? Such as the comic Woody Allen is alleged to have done with his daughter. No doubt he would be the high scorer for these molestations. But wait, he is still fucking his daughter. Step daughter albeit. Oh what the hell, does it make any difference if incest is consensual? You tell me? All I know is the penis wants what the penis wants. My penis wants my Mammy.
I should start at the beginning. My father was a military man. When I was a teenager he was killed by an IUD in Iraq. The military sent us three boxes. The square box had his ribbons and medals. The narrow box held pieces of him recovered after the bomb blast, including what looked like a shriveled penis, with documents proclaiming it was DNA certified as his. Then there was a piece of his scalp with his unmistakable long dark brown hair.
In a third flat box was his diary. That was when the shit hit the fan. It seems Dad kept a list and detailed description of every sex act he'd ever been involved in. From the time he lost his virginity way back when, right up to the arab prostitute he screwed the night before he was killed.
Mom was an avid reader, especially of that diary. The diary started out describing an incestuious relationship that Dad had with his sister. That would be my Aunt Gail. The diary description went like this:
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Dear Diary,
My sister was complaining that her vagina was too tight. She feared men would reject her. I told her I could help her. I asked her to wait until later that night. Around 11:30 pm the house was quiet. I came to her room with a large jar of mayonnaise.
"What the fuck are you doing with that?" she said.
"Well, Gail, there is no better wholesome cunt lube on the face of the earth. This is a gourmet batch from Dani's Deli made from fresh eggs and olive oil. You should let me give it a try."
"How so?"
"Gail, I'm going to use it to enlarge not only your vagina but also your expectations."
I told my sister to get nude and lie on the bed. I spent a long time applying the mayo to her vagina. First one finger, then two and finally three fingers deep inside her.
"You do have a tight vag," I said.
"I know," she said as tears welled up in her eyes.
"Ok, let me lift up your legs and rock you backwards."
Of course my cock was overgrown with anticipation. Her well lubed vag, smelling vaguely like a turkey sandwich allowed for easy entrance. I took my time fucking her. A long time, thinking of silly things to distract myself from cuming. I continued to fuck my sister every night for the next few weeks, even when she was having her period. Of course it was a pleasurable chore. When you love your sister you don't think twice about fucking her for her own good. By the time I was finished with her vaginal therapy I could assure her she'd be able to take any penis up to 7 inches. That was my size. If it was bigger than mine she'd do best to tell the guy to go slow.
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So there it was. My Dad was fucking his sister. Oh well I thought, like father like son. Maybe I should try the same thing. My sister Naomi was returning from college. I doubted her vag was tight. I knew she was deep into kinky sex.
I know how good looking my sister Naomi is. All the guys do. Now that she's home from college I she confessed she'd had her cherry popped.
She told me, "I'm no longer a virgin. I've been dating a foreign exchange student from Nubia."
Of course she'd given it up for him. I can only imagine how big a Nubian's dick is? She said he was unfortunately called back home when the President of Nubia was removed from office by the military.
Having gotten used to being fucked often, more than once a day by the Nubian, she began to get very horny in his absence. Her attempt to find a remedy was, in desperation, to pledge Sigma Chi Sorority. A sorority where the guys said their initials stood for "sex chicks."
Being a member labeled a girl as an easy lay if not an outright whore. Naomi began attending frat house parties linked to her sorority. She had learned it was customary for the girls to take turns having sex with several different dudes in the same night. Everyone was doing it. She figured,
"Why not me?"
But like many enthusiastic "sisters," she overdid it. The night before Thanksgiving break she had sex with 12 guys on Saturday night. The results were not surprising. She was very sore. Her vagina looked like it had collided with a donkey cart.
When Naomi came returned home she told me the story. I wasn't convinced it was true until she showed me her wounded vagina and asked if I would put my penis inside her "vaggigi" to see if the soreness had dissipated.
What's a brother supposed to do? Late Saturday night she knocked on my door and then barged into my room. I was beating off to some pictures in an old Playboy Magazine. She realized my state of onanism with one gander at the tent pole under my sheet. I then tried to further hide my erection by pulling the blanket over it. That led her to tease me and she began grabbing for my cock. Finally in desperation I gave in.
I threw back the cover and let her see my full erection.
"You see, I'm hiding nothing." I have to admit my cock looked glorious, red and moist. Almost instantly she pulled off her pajama bottoms, those with the little dogs on it, and jumped top of me. She grabbed my cock, wet it with her saliva and pushed me backwards on the bed. It was as if she was a wrestler. She gripped my cock tightly. I thought she was going to jerk me off. But no, she inserted my dick right into her vag.
"Oh, oh," she cried out, "it still hurts. What did those guys do to me? "
"How big were their dicks," I asked.
She opened up her eyes wide, didn't answer, got off of me and ran out of the room. I could hear her in the bathroom running the cold water. Afterwards she came back in, without knocking.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't let you continue fucking me. It just hurt too much."
"I know, my dick is kinda large."
"Well, not as big as the guys who fucked me, but it's bigger than normal I guess."
"Thanks, just what I wanted to hear, my dick is tiny."
"No, it just fine," she said, "I don't want you to get blue balls, do you want me to jerk you off or blow you?"
"Thanks, but no. I beat off my tiny wee-wee after you ran out of here."
"Can we try it again each night till I'm ok?"
"Sure sis, whatever. Dad said mayonnaise is good for lubing a vag."
"Oh, don't be ridiculous."
Naomi left the room holding a small ice pack she'd taken from the kitchen against her crotch.
True to her promise she came into my bedroom each night for the rest of her trip. By the time three nights had passed most of her soreness had dissipated. She had recovered. After enjoying myself testing her I remarked,
"The ability of the vagina to heal itself is a miracle of nature."
"Oh yes, I feel tip top and ready for any guy that comes along."
"Just make sure he isn't too long when he cums."
She laughed.
"Dear brother, I must admit out sex play has been fun and pleasurable but I must ask you to resist cuming inside me."
"No problem sis, I'll pull out and grab my squirting dick catching the snow storm."
"Yes, you better pull out. We don't want no crazy two headed babies here."
"No, we don't. But why don't you go on the pill?"
"Why don't you go get some rubbers, dumbo, like the guys at college who fucked me raw? But just get the smooth ones. I think one of the guys had what are called French ticklers. I think that's what ripped up my snatch."
"Yeah, that makes sense."
"You know talking about this is getting me horny, why don't we try it again."
So we stripped and headed down the same well worn path again. She did let me suck her tits and play with her nipples and to please her I pulled out when that moment arrived. I didn't want to foul the nest but I did drip a bit on her milky thighs. She smirked,
"Please get some rubbers. You stuff does burn a bit."
"Probably the jalapenos I had with dinner."
"Yeah, you can skip them from now on."
So the next day I went out and bought a big box of thin condoms at the Costco. I started using them whenever we took up the baton, whenever she came home.
She returned a month later with the news that she now had a boyfriend from Madrid who taught her how to take his cock anally.
"That's how the girls in Madrid stay virgins, they give up their ass' when they fall in love."
"You're kidding me."
"No, and it feels real good, sort of like your ass feels after taking a good shit."
"Oh, come on."
"Well, it does feel good. If I had a cock I'd show you."
"You mean, you get off from him fucking you in the ass?"
"Oh you bet, my pussy just leaks all the time he is fucking my ass. The orgasms are heavenly."
"Well," I said, "we'd better keep at it so your ass hole doesn't shrink up."
"Really, oh I hope that doesn't happen. I'd be a big disappointment to Pedro."
"Don't worry sis, you brother will cum to your rescue."
I didn't know if ass holes shrink, but she believed my story. So we started having anal sex. The nice thing about fucking Naomi in the ass was that I could bareback her and cum inside her. So now instead of vaginal sex I was fucking her anally every night. She certainly couldn't get pregnant that way. I assured her of that. Of course she insisted on putting a thick towel under us.That was a good idea because anal accidents do sometimes happen.
When she returned a month later I was looking forward to continuing our sexual play. That was when she informed me that she'd gotten pinned.
"We have to stop doing the nasty."
"Why?"
"Because I'm engaged to be married."
I never understood what difference that made. It was so nice to share her body. We had become closer than we ever were before. I guess having a fiancé was a big thing at her college so I didn't argue. In compensation she was still willing to jerk me off or blow me, which was very considerate of her. I don't think that stuff qualifies as incest, at least not by Clinton's rules of what constitutes a sex act.
And that damn diary of our dead Dad, It seems mom had accidentally left it out in the library. I figured I'd take a look. If I hadn't know about Dad fucking his sister, I probably wouldn't have had the inspiration to fuck mine.
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Skipping ahead in the diary, I read that Dad had been fucking our live in maid, Martha. She was a hot hispanic from Ecuador. She was always rubbing her tits and adjusting her panties. She had curly honey colored hair and a nice body. Although she was only about five foot tall she was a hot tamale. Dad wrote that he couldn't resist her in her brief outfits. She always said cleaning the house got her hot so she had to dress light. Light meant a brief pull over with no bra or underwear. Growing up with her around the place, I always day dreamed about her. I used to imagine having sex with her while jerking off.
Evidently on Sundays when the rest of the family was at church, Dad was doing more than jerking off. He was putting Martha thru her paces. Naked, he would follow her around the house fucking her even as she vacuumed
Here is an excerpt:
Dear Diary, I just can't get enough of Martha. How is it that these girls from the hot zones near the equator are so hot sexually? The first time she had come into my room she saw my cock all swollen, morning wood.
"That's a fine erection you have Mr. Johnson. Would you mind if I took advantage of it?" she said with her sultry Spanish accent.
Next thing I knew she playfully tried to stick the vacuum over my swollen dick.
"Oh no, it doesn't need vacuuming," I cried out.
"That was a joke, " she said.
I pulled her to me, I was nude under the sheets, My fingers were clawing her ass. She didn't resist. I fucked her like a wild man. She was into it as much as I was.
"Don't stop, don't stop, don't pull, out," she say. "
"The priest don't like it if you pull out."
Oh God it was glorious filling her cunt up with my love juice. Oh well, go listen to the priests. Of course fucking her every Sunday, I got her pregnant.
We made up a story that it was her boyfriend's child and the poor guy was killed in an auto accident before they could marry. Naturally my wife, good Christian that she is, believed the story and said,
"No problem, we will raise the baby here."
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Well, that was a big surprise to me. That long lanky kid named Arthur, with the curly hair and the golden colored skin, who beat me at basketball even though he was half my age, was actually my half brother? Ahh come on, now I find out?
Next in his book was a long list of bar girls from around the world with photos and a point system based on how kinky they were. The big surprise was his bisexuality, my father in detailed described how he was fucking a 4 star general whose name you would certainly know. A right hand man to General JP Allen.
Mom was also in the book. Dad described her as a fraternity play girl whose specialty was being spit roasted. What is that? I had to google it to find out. It describes a three way with the female in the middle being penetrated anally or vaginally by one guy and her blowing or being penetrated by the other guy. Dad rated Mommy highly with five stars. There was a red asterisk indicating she was good marriage material due to her military family's high ranking.
I'd like to share some of Dad's comments about his love affairs and surprisingly some more information about our Mom's sexual behavior.
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Dear Diary,
I took the wife down to the base for our New Year's Eve Party. The Commanding officer, Dick Purty seemed to take quite an interest in her. I had been fucking his secretary Lois, for the past two months and I'm thinking he had figured it out and decided to get back at me. These officers think they own the gals who work for them, especially their pussies.
Lois asked me to dance. Her boss started slow dancing and rubbing his dick into my wife. Lois danced me off to the side and pulled me behind those long drapes that cover the walls in the ballroom. Once she danced me there, she lifted up her skirt and showed me she wasn't wearing any panties.
"What the fuck?"
"It's for you, so you can fuck me right here," she said as she unzipped my army pants and worked my dick out.
Of course under the circumstances I could not resist. I just went to town and fucked her with gusto. When I pulled out a slosh of cum fell on her leg and traveled down where it hit the floor.
"Oh Ike, I better go wash off."
"Yeah, I better go see what your boss is doing to my wife."
I rushed back to where I'd last seen them dancing, but they were nowhere to be found. I went out into the parking lot and spied a car off in the back with the inside light lit. I crept over there. There was my wife, on her back on the rear bench seat and that fucker Purty was finger fucking her to get her lubed. I stood there in shock in the darkness. Then he bent over and started licking her slit.
In a loud voice he said,
"Oh honey, I think you are ready now. I'm going to show you what love making is all about."
"Oh yes, I think I am ripe, you can put your thing in me, sweet sir."
Then she just moaned. I saw him pull his underwear down to his knees. His pants were already gone. He pulled out a fairly large cock. He spit on his hand and rubbed the spit on his cock and without showing a moment of mercy, he shoved the whole banana right up my wife's gap.
Of course my wife let out a shriek. She wasn't used to such a quick introduction.
I was ready to charge in but then I stopped, knowing my career would be over if I intervened. By now her shrieks of pain had turned to cries of pleasure. She was begging him not to stop. Telling him how much he filled her up. That she would be his, anytime he wanted her.
"Mission accomplished," I heard him say in a loud voice.
I slipped away, my cock was already enraged. Under the shade of a palm tree I had no choice but to jerked off, the second time I'd cum that night. I felt kind of strange but relieved. After all both my wife and I had a good fuck. Purty's treatment of me wasn't pleasing but what's fair is fair. I'd fucked his girl and now he was fucking mine. I'd have to start double fucking his secretary to make up for his indiscretion. I wondered for a moment if he and Lois had planned the whole thing?
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Of course I was as shocked as my Dad to learn of Mommy's indiscretion. But his diary had revealed Mom to me as a sexual being. I never knew that side of her, but I intended to take advantage of this info.
The next day my sister went back to college. I was alone with Mom. We finished a bottle of Italian sparkling wine, Spumante del Asti, that someone had gifted us for Christmas. I imagine the bubbles are what got us so blasted. It was an extra large bottle, one and a half liters. Mom was so stewed she could hardly walk. I half carried her into her bedroom where she started calling me "Ike," thinking I was my Dad.
I took advantage of that and started asking her if she'd been bad with Captain Purty.
"Oh he had such a purty dick," she said and started giggling.
She reached over and started fondling my cock and since I was wearing pajamas it didn't take her long to get the full staff out in the warm air.
"So what did the Captain do," I teased.
"Oh Ike, I'll show you,"
Knowing the story I leaned forward and started licking her crotch.
"Oh yes, that's what he did."
Then I spit in my palm and wet my crank.
"Hurry Ike, put it in me, it's been so long since I've had a good fucking. "
Oh well, what's a son to do, I jammed it inside her vag which opened up like a flower, it was a little tighter than my sister's, but I found that a good thing.
"Oh fuck me harder," said Mom.
I started giving her those hard strokes and finally just as I was about to cum she started gasping for breath and mumbling,
"Oh yes, oh yes," she shouted with glee, "I cuming."
What's good for the goose is good for the gander. I just let my dickey boy do his thing and flooded her old pussy like it hadn't been flooded in some time. At least that's what I thought.
We woke up in the morning drenched in cum and pussy juice. Mom was quite embarrassed but she took it well. We showered together and washed each other off. I spent a lot of time on her tits and puss. She scrubbed my dick with her perfumed French soap. When we were finished Mom said,
"I guess if we went this far it is something we both needed. It's probably something we should keep discreet. Don't mention it to your sister. But since it put me in such a good mood, I think we should do it more often. Being fucked makes me feel good and relaxed. My boy, you are a good and loving son and your cock is very adequate for the job."
I always wondered if Mom had any lovers after Dad passed on. I soon got an answer to that question. Our Gardner had been with us for years. His son was a big guy, He might have been one of those wrestlers you see on TV. He was huge. Actually he was not a Gardner. He worked for a cable tv company. He would on occasion assist his father, if the job was too much for one man. Like uprooting a dead tree or trimming the high branches that were rubbing against the house.
I usually would sleep late on the day the Gardner came, but hearing them working I realized I was feeling horny and the more I thought of sex the harder my dick got. Well, who better to share it with than Mom. I washed up and put on a bathrobe. It hung opened and my dick was sticking out. I walked up the stairs and noticed Mom's door was closed. I opened it quietly and to my surprise I could see she was out on the open balcony in a see-through gown.
For all intents, she was practically the nude. I must admit she was lovely to look at. There in the morning light her light blond hair looked radiant in the sun. Her tits were still perky, her ass had no wrinkles, her legs were still long and shapely and her vagina was nicely shaved without a hair in sight. I knew she was up to something. I secreted myself in the clothes closet with the door slightly ajar so I could see what came next.
It happened all so quickly. The Gardener's son swung onto the balcony from the high ladder as if he were Tarzan. He embraced Mom warmly and followed her into the bedroom. He dropped his pants and underwear at the side of the bed. He was still wearing his shirt and socks when he sat her down facing him all on the edge of the bed. Without getting further undressed, he unfurled his cock. It was as big as a trumpet. He was uncut but rolled back his foreskin so his helmet would show. He motioned to my mother and she moved forward taking the raw red head of his cock in her mouth as he held the foreskin back. He pumped it in and out of her lips for a while. I'm sorry to say his dick was a lot bigger than mine.
At that point he pulled out. He positioned Mommy so she was on all fours on the bed. It seemed to put her at the height he wanted. I was scared he'd split her in two but he entered slowly. I was surprised it wasn't too big for Ma-Ma. There she sat as he put some cream she had on the bed table on his cock and then in one swift motion he sunk it deep inside her pussy. She must have liked it because she started wiggling around on it so every part of her vagina cold feel his size.It was as if she had an itch and was using his big cock to scratch it.
It was so sexy I couldn't help but start jerking myself. Live sex is so much sexier than porno, especially when it is your Mommy with some beefy young guy.
I guess jerking my swollen dick made some noise, maybe my elbow hit the inside of the closet. The next thing I saw was the Gardener's son had pulled out of mom's honey pocket and was walking towards me. He pulled open the closet door where I'd hidden myself in. He grabbed me by the ear just as I had just reached the jerk off moment of no return. As he grabbed me I shot my load that landed right on his knee. He made an ugly expression, wiped my cum off his knee with his big hands and slapped the cream pie right on my head. It certainly slicked down my top knot.
"What have we here?" he said as he dragged me over to the bed,
"Oh dear, Herman, that's my son. Wilson, what are you doing? Spying on us?"
"I'm sorry mommy but you both look so beautiful."
"But you interrupted us."
"You wanna watch," said the son, "then watch."
Then he grabbed mom's ass and shoved his cock right inside it. Mommy whimpered and said,
"Go easy Herman, your cock is big for that mission."
But Herman just plowed away. I could see Mom was having one orgasm after another. I'd never thought to butt fuck her but she seemed to really be enjoying it. Finally the Gardner was ready, I figured he'd fill up her ass with his cum load but instead he pulled out, grabbed me by my damp hair and shoved his big tool right in my mouth.
Before I could react, he shot a pint of white cum down my throat.
Mommy started laughing, "That will teach him, Herman, to interrupt us, Haha."
I hadn't expected Mom to be so cruel.
The Gardner slapped my face and all the cum I was still holding in my mouth shot down my throat. I was choking on the load, it was so thick.
He grabbed me again by the ear. It hurt as he marched me to the door where he kicked me harshly in the ass. I fell down the few stairs onto the landing below. Then he slammed the door and from the sounds of laughter and squealing I assumed he was now fucking Mommy in her holy hole.
I went to my room and washed up and didn't come out until I heard the Gardener's old truck depart.
That night we had a nice candle lit dinner. Mom said she was too pooped to entertain me and I said that is understandable. A few day later we decided to sleep together except when my sister came.
I felt I was made a fool, but Mommy said to me,
"The Gardener's son's big cock is nice every so often. His cock is just to big for every day. I feel he strips the flesh out of my cunt every time he fucks me. It's like my vagina is a chimney and he's the sweeper. It takes me a few days to pee without burning. But then again, a deep fucking is a renovation, like a deep dental cleaning is something you have to do from time to time. I much prefer a smaller cock like yours for regular day to day service. It does just as good a job and I feel good during and after our fun."
"Oh thank you Mommy, I was so humiliated by what he did to me."
"Well, you had no business spying on me."
"I know Mommy, I won't do it again."
"Oh, once you have seen it, it makes no difference. I'll tell the Gardner to let you come in and watch in the future."
"Thank you Mommy, I'll try to bare the pain of seeing another more manly man tearing apart you vagina."
"Don't get over dramatic. He does a good job fucking me. He always has since he graduated college. That's why I always give him a hefty Christmas bonus. You know sex is like pruning a rose bush, some time you've got to treat a vagina roughly to get the most out of it. And of course if you find watching exciting, you can jerk off if you like."
"Ok Mommy, whatever you say."
I got up from my chair at the dining table, my cock broke through my bathrobe and of course Mommy saw how excited the conversation had made me.
"I think you need some relief Wilson."
Mom reached out for the butter which was soft in the warm air.
"I tell you Wilson, nothing beats a buttery blow job."
With that she scooped up a handful of soft butter and lathered up my cock. She gently jerked it from the base and then grabbed me by the ass, pulling me closer. She engulfed my buttered cock with her warm mouth. It took no time for me to cum and Ma-ma swallowed it down with aplomb.
"Now that should do it for you, go rest up for tomorrow Wilson."
"Would you like me to lick your pussy Mommy?"
"Maybe in the morning honey, you go rest now."
She took a linen napkin and whipped the cum from her lips, folded it and dried my cock.
"You might want to wash that Wilson."
"Yes, of course Mom, thanks for giving me relief."
"It's called a cock suck or a blow job Wilson. You should get used to calling a thing by its proper name."
"Ok Mommy, thanks for the cock sucking blow job."
Dear Diary,
Last week I was sent to Germany to get Pilot training. I was staying off base at a German Inn. After 10 days of practice at the Munich air fields, I was now certified to fly the new military jets.
While eating dinner at the Inn, I met a middle aged German woman, Loti. She graciously invited me to her home for an after dinner drink. I communicated using my German conversation guide book. Loti was I'd guess, in her fifties but she was quite attractive and feminine. She was tall, full figured and wore a conservative tweed outfit.
She said that she wanted me to meet her daughter, Gretchen, who would be able to converse with me in English. I expected her daughter to be some sort of teacher but from the theatrical pictures in her home I realized she was a dancer. When Gretchen arrived wearing a rather brief skirt and a blouse that showed off her large breasts, I realized she might still be a dancer but more likely was a professional prostitute. A perfectly legal life style for the Krauts.
I understood I had been set up, but I was still interested in having sex with her. It had been ten days since my last fuck and I try to get the poison out at least twice a week. We discussed the cost of her service. Gretchen quoted a fuck figure that seemed quite reasonable. The American dollar was quite strong at that time. However, Gretchen said,
'"If you will fuck my Mom as well, I will charge only 50% of my usual fee? My poor mother has not been fucked for quite a while and she adores American cock. I'm afraid that her vagina will shrink up to nothing if she goes any longer without a good fucking."
As Gretchen spoke, I could see Loti's eyes light up.I realized that Loti was hardly a victim, she really enjoyed sex. That was the reason she'd ensnared me at the Inn. Loti was busy rubbing my arm and putting her hand down the back of my flight suit and fingering my ass.
I was glad I had showered before going out to dinner. Had my rectum been unclean, I would have been very embarrassed. Of course when a woman fingers a stranger's ass she is going to get what she deserves.
"That's fine," I said to Gretchen, " Sure, I'll fuck both of you. No problem. Excuse me, Gretchen, but why is your Mom fingering my ass?"
"I really don't know. I think she learned that through her experience with Russians during the war. Massaging the prostate is pleasing to most men and helps them to ejaculate. The Russians were often so constipated and drunk that that needed a helping hand, or should I say a finger."
"Well, she might be right about that, with her probing my cock has already swollen into a rocket ship."
We all laughed and Loti pushed her finger further into my dark sphincter. I don't think she knew what we were talking about. Still, she had a grin on her face like a dog who had found a new bone to chew on or to bury.
I didn't know where to start. Loti took me by the hand and the two women walked me into their small bedroom. It was obvious from the disarray that this was where they both slept. Gretchen had stripped off her clothes. Her Mom was having trouble getting off the antique girdle she wore. I lent her a hand and caressed her mature figure, even venturing to return the favor by fingering her ass hole as I helped her free herself from the tight garment. That made her laugh. Loti was still an attractive woman. She had honey blond hair and a full forest of old school pubic hair. She was as plump as a cherub. Her skin was rosy and white. Her ass was large but smooth with no wrinkles. Sometime a little extra weight fills out a woman nicely.
I got the idea that I should first start fucking the Loti when she laid down on the bed and kept jerking my cock. I decided to try holding up her legs, to make a close entry. I lifted them, placing them over my shoulders. Although her legs were heavy the warmth of her body was a turn on. She seemed content with this position and kept smiling and whispering in German. Of course I couldn't understand. I fucked her slowly. She was having a good time. As she climaxed she began to hiccup. I stopped fucking her just before I was ready to cum. It was obvious Loti really enjoyed getting fucked. It is always a great pleasure to fuck a women you makes it obvious that she enjoys the fucking.
Next I turned to the Loti's daughter. Gretchen was about thirty years old. Her hair was well coiffured, tinted a platinum color that was very sexy. She had thin dark eyebrows and a pretty nose. Her lips were dark red with lipstick. I thought to myself, if she sucked my dick there would be a lipstick ring around it.
She'd laid back next to her Mom and I started fucking her in the missionary position. Her vagina was easy to enter.I felt like I was fucking Jean Harlow. I began to suck on her right teat and then switched to her left. To my surprise her left breast had an inverted nipple. Not a common thing but you have to really pull the whole aureola into your mouth to give her pleasure. The nice thing about these German whores is they all have naturally big tits. When I stopped sucking she rolled over so I could fuck her doggy style her. I kept squeezing her huge tits as I fucked her from behind. At a certain point she shifted her hips and my cock dislodged itself, falling out. Then to my surprise she shifted position, reached back and inserted my cock into her ass. At that point her mom got behind me and started licking my ass hole while jiggling my balls, It was too much for me, I shot my load like a D-Day veteran, right up the daughter's kazoo.I was laughing as I came and the two women were also.
When we were finished we all sat nude around the kitchen table and had a glass of schnapps. This was a warm wonderful end to a delightful sexual evening. No one had ever licked my ass hole before, especially a Mother while I was fucking her daughter. I paid the daughter double what she'd asked and returned to the Inn where I slept wonderfully in the cool air.
...Wilson continues
Reading of Dad's adventure had excited me. My dick was hard. When I finished the story I had no trouble quickly jerking off. I even got a bit of sperm on Dad's journal. I wiped it off with my nightshirt. I loved Dad's tales. He was a real man.
The next morning I slept late. I awoke to the smell of bacon. Mom had made me a really nice breakfast, bacon, eggs and pancakes. It was a Saturday. Mom said she wanted to go visit her sister. I always had a thing about my first cousin Janis, a pretty girl of 18 years who was Mom's sister's daughter. There is a reason first cousins are called kissing cousins. In the past Janis and I had spent hours perfecting our kisses. We would often make out and she'd let me get to first and second base. But beyond touching we had never ventured into adult pleasures.
This time when I spoke to her, Janis seemed sad,
"What is the matter," she said,
"I've broken up with my boyfriend."
"Why?"
"Oh, it had something to do with my Spanish tutor."
I felt sad for her. I lent her a shoulder to cry on. Her tears stained my shirt but the reward was holding her tightly, from an embrace to a deeper hug. Then somehow, her tit ended up in my hand. As she moaned and cried about her loss I busied myself playing with her nipple that swelled up under my care. Her tears quickly turned to sighs. She spread her legs and pressed herself against my knee. I could feel her moist vagina against my kneecap. It wasn't long before I was stroking her and playing with her tiny clitorus. It was like a pearl hidden under her thick labia. Once I had control over her clit, she became more aggressive and started stroking my cock.
"Oh you are so big," she said, "much bigger than Joseph,"
which was the name of her departed boyfriend."
"Maybe Joe had a small weenie. Mine is a little bigger than normal but not a monster cock by any means. You should avoid those."
"I think your dickiebird is just perfect."
As she freed my cock from my pants, moved her head lower and began to suck.
"Where did you learn to do this?"
"Oh all the girls in Catholic College do this, it's all they talk about."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. That's all you hear in college is how to suck cock, how to take it in the ass. Anything to keep your virginity intact."
"So do you take it in the ass, dear cuz."
"I don't as a rule, it can be a little messy. Although if you had that desire I could clean up my act and let you have a go. The reason I don't worry about offering guys my ass is because I'm not a virgin."
"Oh, you're not?"
"No, you see part of the reason the priests don't want us fucking the guys, is because they want us to save ourselves for them."
"You are kidding?"
"Not at all. We have this real good looking young priest, Father Hulagan. He was supposed to be my Spanish tudor. I'm not so good at language. I started going to him for extra help once a week. At a certain point he gave me a mental pill."
"What is that?"
"Well, he said it would help me remember stuff but the fact is, it made me forget."
"What do you mean?"
"I took the pill with a glass of wine, he said he didn't have any cold water. It got me dizzy and he told me to lay down. I think I passed out. When I awoke, my panties were bloody. There was a sizable emission of a gooey gelatinous substance between my legs."
"Sounds like you got date raped."
"Yes, that's what I've figured out. Father Hulagan said the memory pill sometimes has that effect on one's private areas, but I think he was lying to me."
"He fucked you is what."
"I guess he did, but I didn't want to get him in trouble, so I said nothing. He invited me back for extra lessons but I told him I didn't think so. When he asked me why I said,
"Because I don't want your cock shooting goo all over me."
He turned red and hasn't asked me back. I could see the comment caused an arousal. His pants seemed to swell up.
"What a fucker."
"Yeah, but the good thing is I'm no longer a virgin so we can go all the way if you still want me."
"Oh I do, I just feel badly you were so deceived."
"Let's not talk about it. Come down to the basement. We can fool around down there and no one will know. Do you have a rubber?"
"No, I didn't think we'd get that far."
"My Mom has some in her bed room drawer. We have a handy man who comes over. She lets him fuck her when Dad is at work. She doesn't let him fuck her in Dad's bed so he has to do it standing up."
"Well, that is considerate."
"I hear them stomping around as he puts her through her paces. In the early morning it wakes me up."
"You're kidding?"
"Nope. You should know Wilson, never trust a woman. I could tell you stories from the girls I go to college with. Wait here, I'll go grab a condom if there are any left."
I waited a while. When she returned she had a foil wrapped condom held tightly in her hand.
"The priests tell us not to allow our boyfriends to use these, but fuck them."
"I think you already have."
"Yeah."
So we retired to the basement. It was designed as game room some time in the past. There was a soft couch that we made ourselves comfortable on.
"Here, take the rubber."
I started to kiss her and unbuttoned her blouse. I unhooked her bra. I was having a good time sucking her titties. My dick of course was swollen and she was obviously excited. I rolled on the rubber. At first I got it backwards but I corrected that. Once the glove was tightly in place I started to make entry. She was very tight and dry. In retrospect I think she needed some lube or I should have licked her pussy to get her wet.
"Push harder," she said.
I pushed and at that moment my cock's head must have broken though the condom because all of a sudden sex felt wonderful. If I'd been more experienced I would have pulled out but who knew if there was another condom. It just felt too good to miss, so I just kept fucking her. Little by little she seemed to open up and become wetter. At that point the fucking became a joy. I felt the drag of the broken condom so I pulled out momentarily and ripped it off.
When I put my dick back inside her she moaned,
"Oh yes, it's much better now Father Hulagan."
Which made me somewhat suspicious of her story of being date raped, but whatever. I just plowed on and she was squealing. I grabbed her naked ass and pressed as deep as I could and bingo. She was, as they say, fucked, and it was marvelous.
I apologized for flooding her vag but she didn't seem too upset.
"I started taking the smaller pills that the school nurse gave me so I don't think I can get pregnant."
"What pills?"
"After the memory pill episode, Father Hulagan sent me to the school nurse with a sealed note. She gave me a months supply and told me to come back next month for more."
"Are you planning to return to the father?"
"Oh that, yeah, probably. Just once a week. He's very good looking and this is embarrassing to say, his cock is bigger than yours."
"Oh thanks for that."
"You fucked me real good, there is nothing wrong with your apparatus. It's just something I've been told by some of my classmates. They say that being fucked by a big cock stays with you even after the act is over. I could actually feel Father Hulagins big cock inside me a day after we'd fucked."
"Oh, I see. Maybe I should fuck you harder?"
She kissed me on the cheek,
"Oh you fucked me hard enough. But he had a lot of pimples on his dick so it really rasped me out."
"That doesn't sound good."
"He said when he was in the seminary, they had a statue of some female saint in some dark corner. Someone had hollowed the wooden statue out between her legs. Being a life size statue the young priests would take turns fucking the statue. They'd get splinters in their cocks and that led to the growth of those knobby bumps on their cocks."
"That's what he told you."
"Yes, you know priests are not allowed to lie."
"Yes, so I've been told."
Mom and I stayed at her sister's until late that night. I drove Mommy home. On the way she asked me,
"Did you have a good time with Janice?"
Mom had noticed I had disappeared for a while.
"Oh she's a nice girl, but rather immature. I'd much rather have spent the time with you Mom."
"Did you have sex with her?"
"Of course not, she's a Catholic School virgin."
"Not many of those around. I was just wondering. It's very normal to have sex with a first cousin. I can't remember how many of my cousins fucked me. We had a large family."
When we got home Mommy asked,
"Would you like to come up to my bedroom, maybe fool around a bit?"
"I'm kinda tired from the drive, please excuse me but we will rondevu tomorrow."
I was afraid two fucks in one day might reveal my inadequacies.
My sister Naomi was due back that weekend and I began to wonder if I should tell Mommy of the carnal activities the two of us had shared. I was also thinking how nice it would be if all of us were able to have sex together. What a delight that would be.
I didn't realize that my sister was bringing her Nubian boyfriend along. The Nubian had some long unpronounceable name unless you talked click talk, so with all respect I'll just refer to her boyfriend as the "Nubian."
When they arrived I helped carry in their suitcase.
"Do you want your boyfriend to bunk with me," I asked.
"Are you fucking crazy," said my sister, "he sleeps with me."
"Oh ok, no problemo."
I nodded my head and he nodded back.
We all went out to the Family Circle Restaurant. That is a chain that has craft beer in big tankards, hot wings, fried salami on burgers and the best onion rings you ever had. Of course the downside of eating them is those onions really make you fart, loudly.
I could see right off that the Nubian really liked my Mom. She seemed to like him as well. When we got back to the house after dinner, Mom went up to her room and put on a bathrobe. I got out a bottle of French Champagne that Dad had laid into our wine cellar. Who knows how many years ago? I got out some fancy French VSOP Cognac and proceeded to make champagne cocktails, each with some crushed ice and a lemon peel on the side of the glass.
I guess I added too much cognac. It didn't take too long to see, after the beer we'd drunk with dinner, everyone was drunk. We ended up in Mom's bedroom because she had the big flat screen TV. My Sis wanted to let the Nubian watch a series on cable that they did not have on the tv stations at her college. I think it was called "American Gods."
We watched for a while and the Nubian seemed to enjoy the scenes with the Black Goddess Bilquis, played by Yetide Badaki, devoured men right through her vagina. The Nubian said that can really happen. I said,
"I hope not."
We were all getting comfy when the Nubian announced in his lovable British accent that he had to go to the watershed.
"Where is that?" I asked.
"It's the bathroom, you dipshit," said my sister.
She pointed the way and he trotted off briskly. I imagined he had a lot of pee to leak. Have you ever heard a stallion pee? This guy's stream could cut glass. The sound of his piss hitting the toilet was like a thunderstorm. He also let go a few very loud farts, which is common when peeing. He must have been quite drunk. When he came back in the room he had failed to put his cock back in his pants. I've seen some big cocks down at the YMCA when they have nude swimming, but this Nubian's cock was the blue ribbon prize winner.
Let me explain. Have you ever been to the zoo? Have you seen a baby elephant's trunk? His cock was that big. It was uncut and dark in color with flashes of silver where the skin rippled. It was as thick as my wrist and long, oh my God, it was so long. Of course when Mama saw it hanging out she motioned for him to come closer. He did not appear to realize that his cock was hanging loose. She grabbed it fast, like she'd grab for a mosquito flying by. She got a grip on his cock that said,
"I'm not letting this go until I've examined you 1000%."
Knowing MaMa, this meant she'd have to try it on for size. Would it fit? From the glint in her eye I was sure she thought she could make it fit.
As she worked on this elephantine protuberance with her fingers it began to take on a life of its own. MaMa said something to calm him, I think it was,
"Dear Sir, here in the USA it is a mother's right to sample her daughter's boyfriend's cock to determine if it is adequate."
The Nubian was speechless but his cock was talking to MaMa. Before we knew what was happening, MaMa had started licking it and dropped her bathrobe. She quickly lost her panties. The Nubia realized it was time to perform. He lifted up her legs and positioned himself for the long slow entry into her vagina.My sister and I were shocked. We'd never seen MaMa so forward. Maybe it was the alcohol? Once she'd seen that cock she was mesmerized. The Nubian pushed it in further into her, first two inches, then 3, 4 and 5 and 8 and 10 and 11 and that was when Mommy said,
"Stop. That's deep enough, I can't take any more."
Careful not to injure her, the Nubia, who evidently had experience in this realm, put his closed fist over the part that had disappeared down the rabbit hole. With the other hand he began to jerk off the part of the hose closest to his balls. His testicles which looked like two large oranges. Of course they weren't orange in color. They just hung there, filled with blood and jizz. The skin looked like crepe paper, darker than his cock skin but still with those strange silvery reflections.
After jerking for a few minutes he deluged Mommy with a spritz of cum that filled her up and started to rise out of the vagina while his cock was still inserted. It was like watching a toilet overflow, you knew there was going to be a slosh fest all over the floor.
Mommy was ecstatic in her praise.
"Oh my, young man, that is perhaps the finest cock I've seen in many a year."
My sister was proud and smiling and not knowing how to react. I was so excited that I started to jerk off. That was when the Nubian let go with a loud fart. No one said anything, it was as if we were all deaf. Being polite sometimes requires that type of behavior.
By now my sister Naomi had decided what she wanted to do. She turned to me saying,
"If he can fuck her right in front of us, you can certainly fuck me."
She unbuttoned her dress which fell onto the floor. She wasn't wearing any panties which was shocking to me..
"I like to let my pussy breath free," she said.
She left her blouse and bra on. I unbuttoned my shirt and unzipped my pants. Standing there, nude in my socks, I had no choice but to unfurl my cock.
"The socks," said my sister, "take off your fuck'en socks."
I bent over the bed for balance and did as she'd ordered.
The Nubian smiled when he saw my pint sized dick. He laughed when I shoved it home into sister Naomi's' well sized slit which seemed to be considerable wider and deeper than the last time we'd fucked.
Once inside her, Naomi jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. She rode me around through the room smacking my ass as I trotted in a circle. The Nubian thought it was hysterical and collapsed laughing on the floor. I was enjoying myself and continued fucking my sister, but for some reason, maybe the upright position, I could not cum. Finally I lowered my sister gently down onto the bed and approached my Mom.
"I love you Mommy," I said," I saved my load for you."
A small fart reminiscent of those wonderful onion rings slipped out. I said nothing.
Not wanting to stick my cock in the Nubians cum load I rolled Mom over and tried to put my cock into her ass. I was having trouble until she reached back and guided my cock home. I pumped into her ass cheeks like a savage and came quickly, filling her up nicely. Of course it was nothing like the magnitude of the Nubian's cum load, but I think we were both satisfied. I know I was. The Nubian gallantly applauded my performance.
Sis and the Nubian went off to her bedroom and I fell asleep in Mommy's arms. At a certain point Mom got up to douche the cum out. She returned with a warm towel to wipe me off.
It is so wonderful being Mommy's lover. She does like to sample other cocks on occasion. I believe women have a right to enjoy whatever cock they want. As long as I get my time inside Mommy's vag, I really don't feel slighted.
I guess it's about time that I discuss my gay half brother Arthur. You will recall that I'd mentioned he was my Dad's progeny, care of our Maid Martha. In brief, when Arty got to the age of 18, he left home and went off to New York City. There he gave vent to his true identity and turned gay. Not just gay, he turned into a tranny. He had always been effeminate, tall, willowy and graceful. He could run circles around me as a ball player. Hoops was his game. But deep down, I guess inside he was a woman playing out her cards, eager to break free.
He worked in a gay club on 32nd street in Manhattan and learned all the ropes. Then he started accepting invitations from guys who found him attractive. Dates turned into clients and his twenty-four hour dress became that of a woman's. He also began to alter his body. His ass got a few shots of filler so it was curvier. At that point he used his rectum as his pussy. That was how he accommodated his clients.
You may say an ass is not a real pussy, but clients who butt fucked him would argue it was better than most vaginas. Arthur became adept at using his ass as a conduit for sexual liberation. He could contract his anus to hold a cock tightly or vibrate it to encourage a client who was slow to cum.
When he'd saved enough money for a complete transition, he flew to Colorado and had sex change surgery. When I next met him he was no longer a man. The surgeons, after he's been required to undergo intensive psychiatric therapy, had "snipped" his golden penis. In reality it wasn't snipped, it was turned inside out to become a real vagina. After a year of experimenting with his new apparatus he returned to Colorado for vaginal beautification and if you met my brother Arthur you'd never know that Arisa, as she now called herself, had once been a man.
As Arthur had been an out of wedlock child, fathered by my Dad and raised by my Mom, his absence from the family for 7 years was not really a crisis. Of course we missed him, but we knew he had to make his way in the world. Once Mommy learned who he really was, her husband's bastard, she just assumed he'd gone on to live his life, that our chapter was closed.
One fine day there came a knock at the door. An Uber had parked outside with Arisa and a large suitcase. My dearest brother, now my sister, like Odysseus had returned home.
I arranged for a special dinner in her honor. My full sister Naomi was away at the time but Mom seemed to welcome our lost child, sans penis but with a ripe new vagina and two great tits. Arisa had returned to the nest. Being a tall "girl," slender with a shapely well used ass, that pair of beautiful tits made her a knockout. I got a hard-on the minute I saw her coming out of the Uber.
Of course I carried her suitcase in, attempting to put it between her eyes and my swollen cock. When he was a boy, a good six years younger than me, I loved him. I cared for him but I never spent the amount of time with him that a brother should. Now all of that was going to change. I was going to stick to her like horse glue on the end of a stallion's dick.
I wasn't quite sure what inconsistencies Arisa's return was going to mean for me. I had fit my love for Mom into a new time capsule now that I had become her lover. Somehow, I was going to have to find a way to explain that to Arisa. Not to say that Mommy didn't have other paramours or the occasional surprise interest in strangers. She had so overtly demonstrated that with the Nubian's elephant trunk of a cock.
I'd learned to accept Mom's inconsistencies and out of my deep love for her I was able to forgive any sexual behavior that previously, I'd have thought, might have damaged our relationship. By this point, I could accept anything short of her being fucked by a Martian. But maybe even that was acceptable? How would my new sister Arisa fit into the equation? I was to learn the answer to this conundrum very soon?
Feeling out of sorts, Wilson sought contact with his dead father, a manly man he respected. Having learned of his father's assorted escapades with a large assortment of women, including his sister and mother, it only increased his respect and admiration. Wilson went into the family library to search for the journal or diary his dad had written, never suspecting that after his death it would be shared with his wife and family. He found the slim leather bound digest behind a glass cabinet where assorted salacious titles were housed. Once he found the book he carried it to the large oak table and turned on the green reading lamp. He sits down, opens the diary and starts to read.
Dear Diary,
I am fearful to put this down in writing. I went to visit my Dad's mother, Mrs.Butterworth the first. My grandad, Butterworth I, is deceased. He was an avid equestrian who died in an accident in the paddock with his favorite stallion, Dandy Dan.
When I arrived at the Sunny Shadow's Rest Home the head nurse stopped me. She took me into her office to report that Gran Mama was having a sexual relationship with an elderly gentleman of the Rickerbach family. The nurse reported when they checked her bed in the morning, and found Andy Rickerbachpersuade in Gran MaMa's bed. In addition there was substantial evidence of sexual activity. I was asked to try to intervene with the old lady, to persuade her to stop having these trysts.
The head nurse remarked, "Andy was very happy every morning." Her was not Andy's happiness, but his mental acuity. He had no trouble arriving at her bedside during the night. In the morning he didn't seem to remember where he had been or what he had done. Was Andy losing his memory or was he faking it?
I brought nice red roses for the old lady. When I knocked at her door she shouted out,
"Come in Andy."
I entered and was pleased to see her looking well. She was surrounded with family photos and had her own furniture in the room that I'm sure made her feel at home.
"Who are the flowers for? I'm not sick," she shouted.
"They are for you Gran Mama."
"What's that, speak up? Well, come in. How are you today Andy? A little early?"
I tried to tell her I wasn't Andy, but she just chattered on.
"Did Andy get a good fucking last night? My God, for a man your age you must have a prostate of a 20 year old.You certainly scrubbed my twat as clean as a Fuller Brush man."
I didn't know what she was talking about.
"Here I am," said Gran MaMa, "covered in cum from my belly to my thighs. Did you shift your cock at some point. Not that I mind. I know how important it is for a man to 'get his rocks off.'"
"I guess Andy did," I responded, but Gran MaMa, I'm..."
"Well, Andy, I must say you are looking younger every day. Come closer my dear boy."
I approached the bed. She reached out to pat my cheek, but her hand quickly grabbed onto my cock which she tightly squeezed.
"Gran MaMa, you are getting me aroused," I said.
My dick swelled up like a rubber football.
"I must say Andy, you must be eating your Wheaties, you cock seems in excellent health. Come a sit a little closer."
No sooner than I came closer, the old biddy unzipped my pants and was playing with my dick like it was a mouth organ. I have to admit the octogenarian was a skilled cock sucker.
"Here, climb on top young man and put your dicky right her. Oh, Oh," she cried out, "I can feel your cock inside me, it is so big, ah ah, oh yes."
I couldn't believe how she had maneuvered herself so quickly. My cock was now inside her. I was surprised how warm and moist her vagina was, I guess the frequent oiling by Andy was the reason.
"Fuck me you jackass. Why else do you think I stuck your cock inside me?"
She started paddling my ass. I'm embarrassed to say I shot my load rather quickly.
"Ok, Andy, you got your squirt in. The cum is so hot, it's like young cum. It's burning my innards. Time to get off. You had your fun. I'm expecting Dr. Peters to be here within the hour. Poor man. His wife won't give him a decent fuck or blowjob. Thank God I'm here to correct her oversight."
Now free of her amazingly strong grip I went into the small bathroom and washed off my cock. Thank God, no one had interrupted us. I dried my dick on a small face towel and went back into the room. That was when I noticed a camera that took in the whole room and might have given someone in security a view of me fucking my Grandma.
I walked over to the big picture window and saw a black and white police car entering the parking lot. Maybe it was time to get out of there.
"Ok, Gran MaMa, it was nice to see you. Goodbye."
"Yes, get out of here, Dr. Peter is on his way for his morning milking. It's all this testosterone I drink that keeps my face looking young. Just the feeling of a plump dick inside my mouth is enough of a reward."
"Very good Gran Mama."
"Growing old my boy ain't for the weary. I know God Damn well you aren't Andy. You are my grandson Butterworth II. It's about time you gave your Grandma a good Butterworth fucking. I'd know that big cock anywhere"
I back peddled out the door shocked by her clarity. Yes, it was April 1, I hadn't even noticed but the old lady was right on point. When I looked down the staircase I could see the head Nurse and a Policeman heading for the elevator. I figured they were going to Gran MaMa's room to arrest me. I ran down three flights, two stairs at a time and raced out of the parking lot. I made my escape. I knew there was no way I could explain what happened. For all I knew my incestuous act with Gran Mama was on the security tape and the images probably would end up at trial.
...(Wilson now finishes reading his Dad's journal)
Oh my God, it wasn't enough that Dad fucked his sister, but he also fucked his 80 year old grandma and documented it. Grandma surely made the fool out of Dad. How was I going to compete with fucking your own Grandma?
Meanwhile, I had other fish to fry. How was I going to explain to my sister Arisa, that my cock was frequently squirting inside Mommy?
I realized it was imperative that I spend time with my sister Arisa.
I asked her,
"Would you like to go bar hopping tonight?"
"Sure, can we go to some of the gay bars in West Hollywood?"
"Ok," I joked, " I might find a gay boyfriend."
That perked up her ears.
"Did you ever fuck a gay guy?"
"Not that I know of."
"How about trannies or sex change girls?" said Arisa.
"That sounds more interesting. I do prefer a femme male to a hairy gay guy. Muscle men are not what I dream of when I'm massaging my weenie."
"So you find the idea of 'sex change girls' interesting?"
"Yes, Arisa, that is more up my alley."
"Then may I ask, do you find me attractive?"
"You my dear bro-I mean sister. I think you are fantastic. I'd fuck you in a second."
"Let's go bar hopping first. You can flirt with some trannys and when we can come back home we can keep it in the family."
"How so?"
"I will let you fuck me," said my sister.
"Really?"
"Sure."
"I've had so many cocks in me, I could qualify as a urologist."
"What is that?"
"It's a cock doctor."
"Oh, I thought it was a proctologist?"
"Oh no, that's an ass hole doctor. But I might qualify for that too," said Arisa, "based on where the guys stuck their cocks before I had my vageegee custom built."
"You're terrific."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because you have no problem talking about all this stuff."
So off we went, to West Hollywood. There is a fab club on Santa Monica Boulevard called "Pistola" where the dance music could knock you over if the Margaritas don't. They offer free mini tacos and a skilled Spanish guitarist plays Flamenco music in the last call hour when the thumping disco music is over.
We were standing together at the bar. When I turned my head, Arisa must have wandered off. I was approached by an attractive young inexperienced tranny. She smiled at me with a big set of shiny white teeth behind her thick red lipstick and touched my hand.
"Hello sweetheart. I've had my eyes on you ever since you came in the door."
"Really, and what is your name," I asked.
"Me, I'm Mario."
"Are you kidding?" I said. "A tranny named Mario?"
"Oh you mean you want to know my girl name?"
"Yes, what is your girl name?"
"I like Peaches."
"Yeah, that ok. But if you are Hispanic, why not choose Carmen?"
"Is that an Armenian name?"
"No sweet idiot, it is a famous opera and the name of the central character".
"Oh, that sounds good."
"Do you have plans for later?" said Mario-Peaches-neeCarmen.
"Yeah, unfortunately I have to go home with my sister."
"Your sis?"
"Yeah, well she's a sex change, she's pretty cool."
"Oh yeah, that is cool."
"Would you consider changing into a real girl?" I asked.
"I'd have to think about it, I'd hate to lose my cock. I like fucking guys."
"But if you are a tranny don't they fuck you?"
"Not always, lots of guys want a good fucking in the ass when they date a tranny."
"Your cock..."
"Oh it pretty long. Anyway I've got to find a date for later. Her is my number, call me one night we'll have some fun."
"Sure," I remembered it is rude not to look at a business card, so I studied it for moment and tucked it in my wallet.
"What was you name hon?" said the tranny.
"Wilson."
"Like the governor?"
"Actually, he was the President, but a pretty nasty guy. I'm told."
"Yeah, but I can see you're sweet."
"You don't know me well enough yet."
"I'm hoping to get good taste of your sweet juice."
At that moment Carmen or Peaches let her hand ride south on my trousers fondling my cock. She was quite expert a cock massage and moved her fingers back and forth below my balls. I realized if she continued I'd wet her hand with a juicy cum squirt.
"You've got a nice long piece of sandwich meat," she said looking intently into my eyes. That was when I realized her hazel eyes were enhanced by contact lenses.
"Oh my," she said, " Your pants are already wet, you little fucker."
"It's not my fault. You are quite good with your fingers."
"Call me, Wilson. I'll show you how good I am with my mouth and ass. I'll let you exorcize all your demons. Just wear a rubber."
"I never do."
"With me you will have too, if you wanna fuck my pussy."
"Ok, no problem, I'll make an exception. I never fuck strange people. I mostly fuck family members."
"Really? Don't forget to call. We'll have some fun."
I smiled as she hurried away to the crowded dance floor to look for a date.
That was when Arisa came back.
"Lets go babe, its almost 11:30 and we need a half hour to get home."
"Sure, let me just finish my drink. I'd like to piss before we go."
"Yes," said Arisa, "me too."
We walked down stairs to the bathroom. There were guy blowing guys and tranny's sucking cock and eating ass. I'd never seen so many guys going at it.
I went into an unoccupied stall to take a quick piss before anyone could grabbed my cock.
"Hey buddy," a voice came out of the next bath stall.
"Would you do me a favor?"
"What is that?"
"Before you piss in there, could you come in here and piss on me."
"Oh sorry, it's too late. I just finished pissing. I gotta go."
"Scatts ok too."
Without dignifying that remark, I quickly pushed my damp cock inside my underwear and headed out to the hall where Arisa was waiting.
"Any action in there?" I asked.
"No pretty quiet. The action is all in the boy's room."
"Yeah, that I know. I could have been blown or fucked at least 10 times." . "Sorry you missed out."
"Oh, don't worry, I'm saving it for someone special."
"Who is?"
"You!"
We walked past a hundred cars, not quite remembering where we'd parked. Then there it was, our little blue Mercedes. We entered, I leaned over and kissed my sister on her cheek.
"I've always loved you. I respect this momentous decision you've made. I can't tell you how excited I am at the thought of fucking you."
Arisa smiled and reached out to fondle my cock as I drove us home. She was gentle. Her aim was not to bring me to climax but instead to keep me stiff and on the edge.
About 15 minutes later we arrived home. Her fondling had excited me to no end.My cock was fully engorged. Even my balls were swollen to a larger size.
She accompanIed to my bedroom. I closed the door quietly and turned the small night light on. We both undressed. Even in the grey light I could see her. My God, her tits were fantastic and large. A little bigger then I'd have advised, had she asked me, I'd have said go smaller, it so easy to find lingerie and cute sexy outfits, but no. Her nipples were not the large ones that Mama had, they were smaller but filled with nerve endings. I thought they were tiny, too small for the big swollen mammaries.
"Why are your tits so big?" I asked her.
"I figured," Aria said, "if you went the high tit road you might as well get all the business that big tits get."
"Did it turn out that way?" "My dear brother, these tits are client killers, big money makers. The men are crazy for these. They can't stop touching or sucking them. Sometimes I have to say stop when they begin to chew and hurt as my nips will swell up."
"I'm sure you know best," I commented, "You do look fantastic."
I turned on the radio to a late night station that played soft music and few commercials. We both were nude. I went into the bathroom and washed my cock under the faucet. There'd be no piss taste if my sister sucked my cock.
I returned to the bed room. We went at it for a long time. I wasn't in any rush. I kissed her all over her. Her face, her lips, her ears and then I licked her vagina. It was as beautiful as an Easter Lily. She lay passive and let me exhaust all possibilities. I even ran my tongue from her vagina through the crease between her legs to the apple core of her beautiful ass. Licking that button as if my life depended on it excited her. It was as if she awoke. Her hands moved all over my body. My face, my back fell victim to her long nails and in the pain I discovered pleasure. She pulled my hair, she squeezed my cock and then swung over me like an acrobat. She sucked my dick with her tongue pumping the underside. Not wanting yet to cum I asked,
"Can I fuck you now, dearest sister?"
"Of course, my brother. Tonight, tomorrow and forever, my cunt and ass are yours."
"You mean I can start in your vag and finish in your ass?"
"Of course, Wilson, whatever you like." She rubbed some silicone lube on my dick.
I started fitting myself in her vag. She had applied a little lube there as well, just enough to facilitate a smooth entry. Hew vag was spacious enough for my cock and yet tight enough that I could feel her pressing around the entire shaft. I believed her vagina was custom made just for me.
She shifted her hips ever so slightly.
"I didn't hurt you did I."
"Oh no. not at all, dear Wilson, your cock feels so good. Give it to me hard."
I put on leg outside and one between hers so I might rasped her vagina from a different angle. At the same time I massaged her as she had taught me. I wanted to excite her digitally as I plowed her. A sex change's sexual hot points are a little different from one might expect on a real female vagina. Some of the penis plumbing moves the nerve endings a bit to the side.
I fucked her for a long time but when I felt ready to cum, I whispered,
"I wanted to finish in your ass."
I asked her to lift legs and she put a little lube between her ass cheeks on her anus. I'm no expert on ass holes but I'd never seen one so clean and as beautiful. There was a clear demarcation, a red outline, where the rectal tissue broke though. I couldn't help myself and started licking it. That wetness and her lube made it easy. She assisted my penetration and guided me to make a precise entry.
I plunged headlong into her asshole as if a minor descending to the center of the earth. My cock was a shovel and the room seemed to shine a golden light. I had no control, I was wild. She began to vibrate her hips, her ass, she contracted and held my cock tightly and moments later I could no longer resist and my cock deposited a good sized cream pie deep inside. I lay motionless, my dick pumping cum inside her. Even after the spasming the cum still percolated out of me.
"Oh God Wilson, I can feel your cum oozing into me, don't stop, give it to me."
"I am giving it to you and it's delightful, I can't give anything more."
"It's so good to be in your arms, your cock inside me. I dreamed of this for so many years, even before I knew what any of this was."
"I love you Arisa," I exclaimed, I didn't know why or how, but the words came tumbling out like stars falling from the summer sky.
"I love you too my dear brother. I've always loved you. Even when you'd come home from college wrestling, your outfit covered with sweat, I'd take it from where you'd dropped it in the bathroom and carry it into my bedroom. I'd fall asleep holding it tightly to my face inhaling your odor."
Although I'd come like a steam engine, I wasn't sure if I'd made her cum. I reached down between her thighs and continued to play at the side of her vagina. She began to moan and move her graceful legs as if trembling. She snapped her legs straight out and came explosively.
That was when I knew I had satisfied her. As I held her in my embrace a strange thought invaded my mind. How was I going to explain my actions to MaMa?
MaMa didn't say much for the next few days. I wasn't sure if she knew what the two of us had done? I wasn't sure if my sister Arisa's return had any thing to do with Mom's lack of communication.
Sadly, it turned out that Arisa was the cause of MaMa's frustration. Not because of our sexual performance, but because Mom had championed Arisa's position in the family when she thought the child was the result of Martha's peccadillo. When she had familiarized herself with Dad's journal entries detailing his affair with Martha, our maid, she realized Arisa was Dad's bastard. This made her adjustment more difficult. Fortunately Martha was no longer with us. She had retired a few years earlier and was living in Costa Rica on a pension Dad had generously provided for her.
I was aware that since Aris's arrival, my attention to Mommy's sexual needs had fallen off. Instead of servicing her 4 or 5 times a week, it was once or twice. I was now fucking Arisa at least two or three times a week and feeling tiredness when Mom would ask me to come sleep with her. If I'd had two penises, I would have happily fulfilled the vaginal needs of both these women. My mother and my sister were putting a strain on my testicles. Still, I realized it was up to me, the titular head of the family to strike a bargain that would keep us all united and at the same time keep our sex lives thrillingly satisfying.Arisa, after her years as a sex worker, still had a large number of clients to fund her. She didn't allow them to come to our home. This necessitated her frequent absences, some in the day time and other times late at night. A frequent in and out of strange men with hard-ons coming into our home would have caused consternation in our conservative neighborhood.
Arisa did have one older client, well endowed and virile beyond a thirty year old. When offered the chance to add Arisa' mother to his ring of affection, Eldridge was very interested. The act of fucking a sex change and her mother was very exciting to him. It was something he had never done and the idea appealed to him.
Our cousin Emily had a condo in Fort Lauderdale. The weather had turned cold and wet in California. She offered us the use of the condo for a three week vacation. During that time she planned to travel to her beach house in Ipanema to enjoy the Mardi Gra. Of course we jumped at the opportunity to trade the bleak February weather in Southern California for some Florida fun. That was when Arisa thought it was appropriate to bring Eldridge into our incest circle.
Eldridge was of Lebanese descent. He was an engineer and inventor who had made a fortune with electrical kitchen devises. He'd patented a hot dog cooker that had sold over eleven million units worldwide. It was called the American Grill and was even more popular in China and across Asia than it was in the USA. This invention was just the tip of the iceberg. He'd had one winner after another for over 20 years. Now in his early fifties, he'd sold out to a conglomerate and his mind was now free to pursue his main interests, pussy and cock. Did I mention he was bisexual?
When I met him he seemed quite bright. He was handsome, athletic and manly. He was about 5'11, slender with a goatee and a thin mustache. He even smelled good. If he had any defect it was his large nose.
"Arisa, he is a handsome man but his nose is so big. Did he never consider a surgical reduction?"
"My sweet brother, you don't understand, that would be a terrible loss. He uses that nose to fuck a woman."
"His nose?"
"Yes, he will devour you orally. Then lick you until you dissolve in tears of joy. Fuck you with his large salami of a cock and then finish you off with a nose fuck till you are cuming in all directions."
"I never heard of such a thing."
"Believe me dear brother, it is more common than you might imagine."
"Pardon my ignorance, but what is the point?"
"The point of the nose?"
"Yes, I'm sure it is pleasurable for the woman, but what does it do for the Man."
"I'm not a scientist but from what I'm told the hormones of the pussy are conveyed directly to the man's bloodstream via the olfactory senses and from there it goes directly to the brain. According to Eldridge, it is a sensation that lingers somewhere between cocaine and LSD. Does that answer your question?"
"Yes, I guess there are more realms left for me to discover. Would I get the same sensation if I put my nose into your new architecture?"
"Believe me, with the amount of hormones poured into me you might be tripping for several years."
"Sounds good."
"Have no doubt, you'll get your chance."
Our travel plans were made. Eldridge met us at the airport. Mom seemed quite taken with him. He showered her with his masculine attention and had even brought her a gift of fine French perfume.
"Don't open it now," he cautioned, "or the TSA agents will confiscate it."
"Thank you for warning me, I don't intend to give it up,"said Mommy.
"We'll ship it back from Florida when we return, perhaps with a box of Oranges."
"I could sense a sexual heat radiating from Mommy. I knew that was a good thing."
"Kumquats," said Arisa, "we must get some of those. They even have candied ones that are out of this world."
"You two," said Eldridge, " you two are out of this world, like sisters."
Arisa smiled and MaMa blushed, her white cheeks turning a rosy red. A reaction I've also noticed when she is sucking cock. She reached out and hugged Arisa. Maybe my dream that we could all be happy campers, or happy fuckers would come true.
"Has your dearly departed been gone long?" said Eldridge.
At that point Arisa kicked him under the table.
"Well," said Mama, "he is mostly gone but they did send me the General's penis and some of his hair. We are still missing his balls but I guess you can't have everything."
"Oh how terrible," said Eldridge.
"No, not really, at least I can be sure he's not fucking any of my friends with it, at this juncture."
"Dad was a bit of a rue, let's move on to a better topic," I interjected.
"Certainly," Eldridge was quick to recover. "I checked the weather in Florida and it should be superb."
We had a light meal at the sushi restaurant in the Mayor Bradley terminal. It's an amazingly nice place for an airport restaurant. Eldridge picked up the tab although I argued with him.
"No, my boy, the meal is on me."
Mom was beaming. I wondered if he was holding her thigh under the table?
At that moment the loud speaker announced our gate number had changed. We took note of the change, although we had to listen carefully. The public announcements over loudspeakers are so garbled. We finished up and headed out for our departure.
The fight from Los Angeles to Fort Lauderdale was about four and a half hours. Of course the plane taxied out on the tarmac and just kept going. The take off area was so distant I thought we were going to drive all the way to Florida on the ground. That added about twenty minutes to the flight time.
It was an uneventful flight for the three of us. Eldridge and MaMa chatted the whole time between Martinis and cognac. Arisa, had recognized an old friend, a client.. He was a handsome very tall black basketball player, Talbot Henderson. She'd serviced him in New York a few years back when she was a still a transsexual. He tipped the air stew and she was invited to spend the flight in 1st class eating lobster and drinking champagne with him. I felt abandoned but I knew she knew what she was doing.
When the player found out she had completed her sex change, he insisted on trying her out. The two of the disappeared discreetly into the tiny bathroom. When they exited it was obvious from the happy expression on Talbot's face, his cock had done the walking and the talking. When she came back and sat next to me as we readied for the landing, Arisa revealed she was $1000 bucks richer.
When we unpacked after a cab ride to Shoreline Avenue. I asked the obvious. "Oh too big, his cock was just too big. I couldn't take it all and he insisted so I lifted up on the toilet seat and as he was in the out stroke, I shifted it into my ass and that was fine. He didn't even realize where he was. Then he came, it was a rainforest of hot juice. It's still on my fingers. Here, smell it."
I didn't have a chance to say demur.
She stuck her hand under my nose. Yes, there was the unmistakable musky smell of fresh cum that was interlaced with her tender skin.
"Those sperms are tenacious," Arisa said, pulling back her hand and reaching for the seat belt. "You have to scrub with hot water and soap to get them to release."
"I guess you are right, they are like aggressive little fish fighting for pussy."
Arisa blushed, "You are probably right."
We took a cab to Emily's condo. My cousin is a real estate agent. She was notoriously tight with money. This condo was one of her deals. She had bought the demo model on the second floor of a 20 story building. It was fully furnished and the last unit sold. She bought it at a strong reduction.
The view wasn't exceptional, you could see the ocean only if you leaned out the kitchen window. Still, it was a nice place. There were two nice salt water pools and the ocean, clear and clean was a short walk away. The pool side was filled with old New York retired old timers smirking at my tiny trunks and Arisa's skimpy Brazilian swimsuit that hardly contained her big tits. I guess we were too risqué for the elderly.
We walked down the beach hand in hand. On the beach were most of the German tourists, practically nude. Our brief swimsuits earned no smirks.
We were invited into one of the sizable tents the "Bavarians" had set up to escape the burning sun. Inside the tent the family was nude. A very fat lady kept rubbing my back and at a certain point inserted her whole hand past my ass and cupped my balls. He husband shouted,
"Go for it," in a thick German accent, as he laughed.
He was convulsed in laughter but he still managed to hand me a condom. I didn't know if I was supposed to fuck his wife or what. That was soon made obvious as the fat lady grabbed me by the cock and jerked me a few times to make sure I was hard. Like an expert, she rolled the condom on my erect dick and started blowing me. I could feel her soft thin lips and an occasional touch of her large front teeth but the sucking was quite nicely done.
Wanting to make a statement of American independence, I pulled out at the last moment, ripped off the condom with my left hand while holding her head by her blond hair. I was able to produce a sizable cum load that I deposited right on her face. She seemed to enjoy that, the cum that dripped off onto her tits, she enthusiastically rubbed into her skin.
Her husband with a sizable erection had come behind me and was thinking he might find me interested in an anal joust. I wasn't about to let him butt fuck me with his thick Vienna sausage, but in the interests of international relations I grabbed his thick well lubed uncut cock and tried to jerked him off. His foreskin was so thick I had to use two hands to roll it back. As he came he reached out to catch his thick cum load in his large palm and slapped it on his wife's big ass. She laughed and rubbed it in.
I didn't speak any German but remembering John F. Kennedy's comments from a recently aired CNN documentary, I shouted,
"Ich bin a Berliner," and they all clapped.
I wasn't sure if I got it right so I added, "Mr. Putin, tear down this wall."
That comment didn't seem to go over as well. They smiled at me and we all shook hands. The wife, a bit of a jokester, grabbed my cock and shook it.
In the meantime Arisa was having trouble shaking off two blond 18 or 20 year old German guys who wanted to play. The taller guy was quite muscular, so bald he looked like Mr. Clean. His cock was larger than the average. It was at least 7 inches and sprouted out of a mountain of pubic hair. The other boy was shorter with darker brown hair and a had a smaller cock, maybe 5 inches, but a huge ball sack. His pubes were totally shaved. He might have been gay. Arisa said,
"Most gays like to shave their pubes."
I suggested from his interest in her that he probably wasn't gay. Maybe he though his package looked larger when shaved?
Both of them spoke good English. The Dad handed them a tall plastic squeeze bottle with a thick blue liquid, obviously sexual lube. , enjoying the novelty let the shorter brother fit himself into her prettified pussy. The older brother lubed his long cock and slipped comfortably into her ass. I don't think they had any idea she was a sex change. In this way she entertained her two suitors moving back and forth, meeting their thrusts. I could hear the short guys large ball sack slapping her sweet ass cheeks. What a lovely sound! His brother, mindful of the delicate nature of anal sex gently humped her ass and finally smacked her ass with a loud blow. I thought the smack signified that he had cum.
No, that was the sign for them to change positions, which they did quickly. Both men were still fully erect. Their dicks were red with the influx of blood. The two of them kept up the hump fest. Arisa put up with it for a while. Then she started wiggling her ass to get the rear guy to cum and squeezing the front guy's balls forward and back until he squirted. Both guys kept repeating in English, "I love your ass. I love your pussy," depending where their dick was inserted.
The older husband and father of the young men was clapping his hands as his two sons completed the brotherly sexual exhibition. He handed us a chilled bottle of Piper Heidsieck,
"Dat ist yo prize," he said.
We got back into our swimming suits. We said goodbye, donned our sun glasses and the generous gift and exited into the blinding sun. We walked down to the fine sand strewn beach and waded out into the warm shallow salt water to wash off our privates.
That night Arisa, Eldridge, myself and Mama all went out to a fancy seafood restaurant. It was within walking distance of the condo. I must say the seafood buffet was exceptional. We also finished two bottle of Italian Pinot Noir and then a mountainous profiterole dessert, consisting of mini cream puffs piled in a whipped cream bed with dark chocolate poured on top.
Even though my balls felt a little light from the afternoon blow job, I was certain that I could move forward if needed. When we got back to the condo we all undressed and shared the two queen sized beds.
Eldridge wasted no time in bedding MaMa. His love making techniques were exceptional. He started by waving his fierce erection around like a flying dragon. He didn't use his hand. His control over his penis was exceptional. He kept getting closer and closer to her face and when her jaw dropped, he stuck his dick in her mouth. Mom seemed to like that. His dick was about 6 1/2 inches and an easy one to suck, his ball sack was of moderate size, tight with a thick seam uniting it. The penis helmet was plump and easy to hold on to. Mommy sucked his cock until he gently pulled the big cock's head out of her mouth with a plopping noise.
Then Eldridge moved south and raised MaMa's legs over his shoulder so he could lick both her vag and her asshole.
"Oh yes, oh El, that feels so good."
He moved gracefully between his two objectives while Mommy squealed her delight. Finally he placed his hands on her breasts, her nipples firmly in between his thumb and forefinger. That was when he shoved his cock inside her pussy and moved with such speed fucking her that he looked like a superhero. Mommy started grunting and breathing hard.
"Oh yes, more, don't stop, oh, oh. I'm cumming."
MaMa must have climaxed several time, much more impressively with carefree abandon than she had with me. Her eyes were wide open as she screamed his name and those of a few others. I think Herman was in there someplace. She didn't mention me, perhaps that was a good thing?
Our hero was far from done, with his large fleshy nose, he got in place, arms bent and moving his head like an automaton, he nose fucked her vag until she shook with delight and emotion. I was afraid Mommy was having an epileptic attack. It certainly was overkill, but Eldridge was not going to let her forget he was the master.. She lay there panting as he kept his schnoz inside her. When he finally removed he snorted a few times pulling the vag juices deep into his nostrils. He fell back, seemingly dizzy from his Herculean efforts, a satisfied smile on his lips.
"Oh El, oh my boy, you are the one. I've never been fucked like that before. You are the master, you own me," said my mother. I was embarrassed by her intimate pronouncement.
Eldridge was beaming. He had achieved his full purpose. I felt justly intimidated with my small nose.
Arisa and I made a "mock arbeit" show of fucking but she told me to save my jizz for tomorrow as we had both been worked over thoroughly by the Bavarian family.. I took her advice but after a perfunctory fucking I faked an orgasm so those watching would be impressed. I pulled out and grabbed my cock in hand. I was excited enough that as I ran to the bathroom a series of cum drops stained the floor.
Arisa had made the act dramatic with facial contortions. She followed after me and we both jumped into the glass shower where we soaped up each other. I couldn't miss the opportunity to feel her all over and put my fingers into her special parts. I must have excited her as well because as the hot water streamed down over us she said,
"Fuck me again brother, this time for real,"
I did, I fucked her standing up. I was like a wild man. With every ounce of energy that had remained after a turbulent day, I managed to emptied the entire cum contents of my two balls until my ball sack looked like an empty paper bag. She came quietly, embracing me like the lost lover she had become, without squirting, but I could tell from her smile that she was pleased.
"Your cock is the perfect size," she said.
"I was thinking of having it enlarged," I joked.
I wasn't serious, but she admonished me,
"No, my dear brother, your cock is the perfect size, for fucking and sucking. Believe me I've have had every size imaginable in my career, you dick is perfect."
"You make me feel so content and confident," I said.
I embraced her there in the shower, my dick hardened again and I fitted it right between her thighs. She squeezed her thighs in satisfaction and we turned off the shower and dried ourselves with towels under the heat lamp. Then we were ready for a deep sleep.
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