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My Journey Ch. 01

By: npanxx



I found myself in a midsized college town working on a problem that didn't want to be resolved. With assistance from my co-workers two and a half hours away I was finally able to correct the issue, and system operation was restored.

It was late, I was more than three hours from home, and decided I did not want to make the drive. Instead I chose to spend the night where I was, and drive to work from there in the morning. But what was I going to do for the evening? I had never been to this town before, and I knew no one.

Or did I?

I recalled that a girl I had dated in High School was going to college here. We had enjoyed each other's company on numerous occasions. On our first date, following a trip to the county fair, we skinny dipped in the moonlight at a city beach. On our second date she gave me a hand job in the front seat of my Datsun. Whenever we got together we ended up having some form of sex. Once, I ate her delicious pussy for hours at the top of a ski hill. Another time she let me do her in the ass on a dead end road. Yep, Jenna liked sex in all forms.

A check of the local directory revealed her phone number (this was in the days prior to the proliferation of the cell phone) and a call to her resulted in an excited acceptance of my offer for dinner.

I picked her up at her place in my Chevy Cavalier, and let her decide where she wanted to go. She looked wonderful, just as I had remembered: large, firm breasts, full lips, curly hair, and big, beautiful blue eyes. I might have gotten stiff just remembering how good her luscious body felt against mine.

Jenna decided that a local pizza place would be a great place to have a couple of beers, chat, and get reacquainted

I can't remember the details of the meal, but we enjoyed each other's company and the conversation was not at all labored.

When we were done with our meal and had our fill of beer, Jenna surprised me by saying "My roommate is going to be home, would you like to get a room?"

Now I was not expecting this offer, but I was certainly hoping for it!

Jenna suggested a local hotel, one of those cheap national chains, so I drove there and checked in.

All of the details of what transpired are not important. I recall showering together, our soapy hands roaming each other's bodies, arousing each other, alternating soft, intimate kisses with deep, probing, sensual exchanges of our tongues. Unlike some women I have been with, Jenna loved to stick her tongue deep in my mouth, licking my tongue and teeth. And she loved having me do the same. It seemed to be an extremely intimate act for her; another way for a man and a woman to join as one.

She knew how to kiss, and how I loved kissing this woman.

After drying off we retreated to the bed where gentle caressing and playful touching eventually transformed to passionate sex.

We were enjoying the usual missionary position with Jenna's legs spread wide while I drove into her. Jenna rolled us over into a cowgirl position, raising and lowering herself on my extremely hard cock. I loved fucking her in this position as I could look at her voluptuous body, gorgeous breasts, and tantalizing eyes.

It was while we were in this position that things changed for me.

As Jenna rode me she reached behind herself and inserted the middle finger of her right hand into my virgin asshole.

Oh.My.God.

She thrust her finger in and out of me, bending her finger up to caress my prostate each time she sank her finger into my rectum.

I did not fight it, I simply went along with the wonderful sensations she was bringing to my body. This assault on my ass felt so incredible, so kinky, so naughty that it greatly diminished my ability to delay my impending orgasm.

I came.

I came harder than I ever recall cumming before.

We fell asleep in each other's arms, satiated.

I dropped her off the next morning, and I am embarrassed to say I have never seen her again.

So what does that brief story have to do with anything? Well, it was Jenna's digital invasion of my ass that changed the way I would think about sex.

I loved the feeling of being penetrated. I loved having my asshole touched and massaged. It got to the point that I would frequently touch myself there when I masturbated.

Years later I married. Like most marriages our sex life was regular, and routine, for the first few years. Then kids came, and the frequency of our intimacies dwindled. At one point we went over six months without sex of any flavor. I was ready to cheat, but simply could not bring myself to do it.

Not only did the frequency drop, so did the overall intimacy of our marriage. My wife, Tina, would not kiss me the way I wanted, the way I needed. Deep, intimate, crushing, passionate tongue kisses like those I shared with Jenna.

Something had to change.

I decided to spice up our sex lives by introducing toys to the bedroom. I started by obtaining a "Purple Missile" dildo and a small bullet vibrator.

Getting the toys was easy, but how would I introduce this new bedroom twist to my wife? I decided that I would blindfold her and simply have my way with her. Once I was sure she was unable to see, I ravished her, licking her tits, sucking her nipples, massaging the wonderful globes of her ass, ultimately tonguing her wet slit and clit for all I was worth, making her cum all over my probing tongue.

Moving up her body I spread her legs and plunged my dripping cock into her well lubricated pussy. It felt so good slipping my cock into that wet, warm, sucking sanctuary. I thrust into her, pulling my cock out now and then to tease her by rubbing the length of my cock against her clit, only to plunge back into her to the hilt, my balls slapping against her ass.

Holding the dildo in my right hand I once again disengaged my cock from her body, and raising my hips slightly, pushed the purple toy into her while rolling off of her to my left.

I was now lying by her side, sucking her right breast while I jabbed the dildo mercilessly into her dripping hole.

She was shocked.

"What are you fucking me with!?" she exclaimed.

I didn't answer, continuing my assault on her sex with the rubber phallus. Over and over and over I pushed the synthetic intruder into her yielding body. She slowly began lifting her hips, meeting each thrust of the dildo with her ass off the bed. The initial shock of being penetrated by something other than her husband's cock was wearing off, and the physical pleasure of being mercilessly fucked by a dildo was taking over.

Tina is slow to cum when being penetrated and I usually cum before I can get her across the finish line. Not so with the nerveless dildo. I fucked her pussy with that toy until her body convulsed and she let go with a very intense orgasm.

Despite the pleasure she received from being fucked with a dildo, she never really 'got into' the whole sex toy thing. That didn't stop me. I loved it. The sight of her pussy being filled with a dildo was an incredible turn on for me, and I loved the feeling of fucking her sloppy pussy with my cock after I had fucked her with a dildo.

So I bought two more dildos. One was a semi-realistic, deeply veined, black vibrating cock. The other was a long, thick, pink jelly dong. The new toys were much larger than the "Purple Missile" she had been introduced to. These two new toys were beautiful, and taking them out of the package I could not wait to use them to drive Tina over the edge of sexual bliss.

But just looking at them and handling them would make me hard. I could not push the thought of testing them on myself out of my mind. Thoughts of that fateful night with Jenna would flood back and I would remember the pleasure I experienced when she had penetrated me with her finger. "If one finger felt that good, how good would a cock feel?" I asked myself.

I decided I had to find out. Before ever using the new toys on Tina, I tested them on me.

In the shower I gave myself an enema and loosened my ass with the missile. Next, I lubed my ass and the new pink jelly dong, and slowly slid the toy cock into my ass.

I thought it was going to tear me apart! It was so thick! But I couldn't stop. The pain was minor compared to the incredible pleasure of being filled with cock. Why had I waited so long to explore this side of me? I continued to push this invader into my ass and before long the entire cock was inside me. I felt so full! What an erotic sensation!

I held the base of the dildo, letting my body adjust to its presence. Once acclimated, I pulled on the base, slowly sliding it out of my ass. I could feel the molded veins as they rubbed against my opening. The sensation was amazing, and I was as hard as a rock! I slid the dildo almost all the way out, leaving just the flared head inside of me. The dildo narrowed just behind the head, and my sphincter closed around the narrowing cock.

Reversing direction the dildo spread me out again as the thicker shaft spread me open. This was amazing! I pushed and pulled that thick pink cock in and out of my ass until I came all over the wall of the shower. The feeling of my asshole squeezing a cock as I came was beyond description. Never had I imagined that I would enjoy being fucked in the ass that much! Hell, never had I imagined that I would enjoy being fucked in the ass period! My knees were weak and I could barely stand. I pulled my new toy all the way out and was overwhelmed by the sensations I was feeling. It was apparent to me that this exercise in self anal pleasuring was going to have to happen again. And again. And again.

I didn't want this new pleasure to become routine, so it became a treat I gave myself only after I achieved a milestone in my workouts. (If I completed a 5K training run without stopping, for example.)

As good as this self pleasuring was, I needed more. Fucking your own ass with a dildo lacks intimacy, and I realized I needed the intimacy.

I needed my wife to do this to me.

But how?

One night while we were in bed, enjoying one of the increasingly rare moments of intimate sex, I pulled my cock out of her pussy and positioned it at her asshole.

Now, I confess that I knew this was not going to be permitted. There was no way she was going to let me fuck her in the ass. She didn't even like a finger tip in there. (I did. I loved putting my finger in a woman's ass. The smoothness and tightness of a sphincter muscle clamping on your finger is a very erotic feeling.)

As I pressed the head of my cock against her wrinkled asshole she shook her head and said "Uh-uh".

I knew I had to do it now. I knew it was do or die. Holding my cock where it was, I gazed into her eyes and whispered "I want you to do that to me."

There. I had said it. I had openly confessed that I wanted my wife to play with, and fuck, my ass. It was time to formulate a plan on how to make it happen.

It is in situations like this that the internet is your friend. I investigated the act I was hoping to perpetuate and learned I was not the only one who liked being penetrated that way. I learned that many women like to fuck their man that way, and that there was a name for it: Pegging.

I read everything I could find on the internet about pegging. I investigated what devices people used to peg and read the consumer reviews. I searched sex toy sites for a set up that would be functional for the planned activity, yet would not be too expensive if this wound up being a onetime deal.

The Doc Johnson Vac-U-Lok system appeared to be exactly what was needed, and I ordered a kit along with a bottle of cherry scented anal lube.

Valentine's Day was when the deed would take place.

We had a romantic dinner (I cooked) and after we were sure the kids were asleep we retired to our bedroom.

Smelling like smoke from the grill, I used it as an excuse to shower before we began our activities. I needed to get in the shower to clean myself out. The last thing I wanted was gross her out with "matter" coming out while she fucked me. If that did happen, there would not be a second time.

The strap-on was out of sight, but easily accessible for when the time came. Again I blindfolded her, both to heighten her arousal and to keep my actions secret. We climbed into bed, and I sat myself between her legs near her feet. Squirting a generous amount of hand lotion on my palm I took hold of one of her feet and began massaging it. Tina may not be all that keen on sex, but a good foot massage usually gets her in the mood, and letting my eyes wander over her naked form while rubbing her feet and sucking her toes would make me very hard and cause my pre-cum to ooze and drip onto the sheets, leaving visible evidence of my arousal.

After expending ten or fifteen minutes of effort on each foot Tina was very relaxed. From my position between her legs I could clearly see she was aroused. Her lips were swollen and beginning to spread, her pussy opening like a dew covered morning flower.

I went down on her. With a bullet vibrator on her clit, I licked her pussy, and grazed her asshole with my tongue. The blindfold appeared to be working because she seemed to be more receptive of my oral assault than was typical. Maybe it was the vibrator. I don't know and I don't care. All that mattered at that point was that she was cumming on my face.

Still blindfolded I directed her out of bed and had her stand with her knees against the side of the mattress. I bent her over at the waist making sure her face and tits were firmly planted against the mattress. Being bent over in that manner, coupled with her spread legs, her butt cheeks were spread wide, exposing her crinkled brown hole to my view.

I attacked it. I attacked her asshole like a man who had not eaten for days. I kissed it, licked it, sucked it. I stuck my tongue in it as deep as I could. For a woman who adamantly said she did not like having her asshole played with, she sure seemed to enjoy having a tongue in it!

God did I love eating my wife's ass! The feeling of her tight ring on my tongue cannot be described. Knowing I was doing something so perverted only made me harder. I licked her crack from top to bottom, alternating between her gorgeous asshole, her dripping wet pussy and all points in between.

Once I was sure she was adequately aroused again I stood her up, and, still blindfolded, lifted one foot at a time and placed them in the leg holes of the strap-on harness. After I pulled the harness up over her hips I tightened the straps to keep the harness firmly in place. Her repeated questions about what I was doing were met with silence. I almost came when I looked at her with just the harness and blindfold on. The dildo wasn't even fastened to the harness yet!

With the harness securely positioned, I retrieved the dildo from it's hiding spot and, with trembling hands, placed it on the Vac-U-Lok attachment. I took a step back and marveled at the site before me: The woman I loved more than my own life, her womanly curves, D-cup breasts, erect nipples, and a six inch life-like cock protruding from her crotch.

If you have never witnessed such a sight in real life, you need to. It is so different, so erotic, so... contradictory. You can not believe how absolutely fucking HOT it is until you see it for real.

My mouth was dry. My cock was so hard it ached.

I took off her blindfold.

The response was not what I had hoped.

"What the hell is this?" she asked with a measure of irritation.

I paused, disheartened by what I had heard, and searched my mind for how to answer.

"Do you remember when I told you I wanted you to 'do that to me'? This is what I meant. I want you to fuck me." I replied.

The look in her eyes spoke volumes. She was trying to digest a lot of information in a very short time. I guess I did drop a bombshell on her. It dawned on me that in her naiveté or willful ignorance, she didn't understand what it was I had wanted her to do when I had told her I wanted her to "do that to me".

"So you're gay?" she asked.

"No, I'm not. I have no interest in being with a man. I want the most beautiful woman in the world, who I love with all my being, to fuck me with a strap-on. I need you to fuck me with your strap-on."

"I don't understand. Why?"

"It's a huge turn on for me. My ass is one of my erogenous zones. I want to know what it's like to be fucked there." (Of course, she had no idea I had been pleasing myself that way for a couple of years.)

"Why can't I just use my fingers?" she asked.

"Would you really stick a finger in my ass?" was my rhetorical reply.

"No, I guess not. Can't I just use one of the other toys?"

"What's the difference between using a toy you hold in your hand and using a toy that's attached to you in your pelvic area so your hands are free to do other things?"

"I guess there isn't a difference." she resigned. "Do I really have to do this?"

The discussion continued like that, her questioning and me explaining, for a few minutes until she dropped her arms to her side and reluctantly asked "What do you want me to do?"

I rubbed my rock hard cock against her dildo as I embraced her and kissed her. The sensation of rubbing my cock against hers while her hard-nippled tits pressed against my chest was better than I could have imagined. I reached down, grabbed her cock and began stroking it. Stroking someone else's cock was a very foreign feeling, yet it was very erotic and exciting.

But it was time for the main event.

It was time for me to get fucked.

Grabbing the lube, I applied a generous amount to the life-like appendage protruding from her pubis and also applied a dollop of the gel to my waiting asshole. (In my research on pegging, I had learned that "too much lube is just enough".) Bending over the side of the bed I rested my forearms on the mattress and spread my legs, opening my ass for her to see for the first time.

The February air was cool on my lubed asshole and added to my anticipation of what was coming.

She strode up behind me and placed the head of her cock against me. I felt it touch just below my longing hole so I bent my knees a little, allowing her cock to line up with my brown eye.

When the helmet of her cock finally touched my asshole, I jumped a little. Partly because of the unexpected feeling, and partly because of the anticipation. I was only six inches away from fulfilling a desire I had basically had since Jenna stuck her finger inside me some twenty years before.

I relaxed my ass while I pressed my torso and forearms into the bed so as not to get pushed over. Tina held her cock in her right hand while she spread my ass cheek with her left.

She started to push.

My asshole began to yield as the very tip of her cock wedged it's way inside of me. The initial penetration was all it took for me to open all the way and accept her gorgeous cock inside my forbidden place.

Once the head was in the remainder of the shaft followed easily, and in a matter of seconds my bottom was filled with my wife's cock and her balls were firmly pressed against mine.

She was all the way inside me! My wife had her cock in my ass!

The guttural, almost animal moan that escaped from me was one of delirious pleasure and relief.

The feeling was delicious.

"How's that?" she inquired.

"Oh my God, it's better than I had imagined!"

"Now what do I do?"

"FUCK ME!"

And then she was fucking me. Sawing her cock in and out of my ass. The feeling was indescribable. The head brushing my prostate. The veins rubbing my stretched sphincter. Her balls slapping the back of mine, sticking slightly because of the lubricating gel... Her thighs pressed against mine.

It was more than I had imagined it would be.

I let her fuck me like that, bent over the side of the bed, and enjoyed every second of it. The amount of lube we used made our coupling very slippery and comfortable. But I wanted to feel her closer. I had her pull out of me. The feeling of emptiness was immediate. I needed her cock back in me, and fast! Climbing onto the bed, I got on my knees and had her get behind me. I arched my back and stuck my ass out like a bitch in heat. She slipped her cock back into me much easier this time, and started to fuck me again. I had her lean over my back, so I could feel her nipples scrape my back as her tits swayed from her thrusting into my willing body. Wow. The sensation of being fucked in the ass while two pendulous breasts rub against your back is amazing.


My Journey Ch. 01



I couldn't get over how much I liked this. I was on my knees, with a woman behind me feeding her cock into my ass, hoping this would never stop.

"Pull it all the way out." I said.

She did.

"Ram it all the way back in!"

She did.

I repeated that request several times and she complied.

"Pull it all the way out."

She did.

"Just put the head in."

That request was also repeated, and each time Tina did as she was told.

I was taking an incredible pounding from behind and was enjoying it immensely, but I needed to see her do it to me. I needed to be on my back while she was on top of me, pounding her cock into my willing ass.

She pulled out and I lay on my back, pulling my knees toward my chest like some wanton whore. I was completely exposed to her. She leaned in, holding one of my legs in her hand and her cock in the other. She guided her plastic pole into me again, hooking my legs in the crook of her elbows.

I was pinned to the mattress and I loved it.

She sawed her cock in and out of me, her whole body moving back and forth. I could see I needed to teach her how to roll her hips to do a better job, but that would come later. Right now I wanted to cum. I wanted to cum with my wife's dick in my ass.

I didn't need to help things along or wait either. The screwing she was giving me was perfect, and this position intensified the stimulation of my prostate. The head of my cock was leaking pre-cum like a faucet, and my lower abdomen was slick with it. I knew I was close.

"Harder!" I begged.

"Harder! Deeper! Fuck me!" I cried

And then it happened. Semen rushed out of my clock and splattered all over my hairy chest. Shot after shot. Gob after gob. I couldn't remember ever coming like that, and having my wife's cock in my ass was the cause.

She pulled out of me, my ass instantly wanting her back inside. Tina couldn't get out of the harness fast enough, so I helped her take her equipment off and put it in my closet. "I'll clean it tomorrow" I said to myself. We joined each other in bed, the space between us and her body language was telling me she enjoyed fucking me far less than I enjoyed being fucked.

Only time would tell.

And it most assuredly did.

I enjoyed my first pegging so much I wanted to do it again and I did not want to wait. Unfortunately each time I broached the subject with her, Tina would ignore me or become defensive and hostile.

Weeks passed. I was becoming desperate. I needed to be pegged.

Begging and pleading made me look desperate. A horny, middle-aged, anal slut.

I reasoned with her. "Baby, you get sex the way you want (none) more than 340 days a year. Is it too much for me to ask for sex the way I want it the other 25 days?" This also made me look like a horny, middle-aged, anal slut.

Around six months after my initial pegging I was somehow able to convince Tina to do me again. I got her into the harness and attached her cock. I had her lay on her back on the bed and I again gave her a thorough foot massage. The visual I had was surreal. Tina's cock sticking straight up, legs spread, and her pussy clearly visible through the open crotch of the harness.

I was so hard, so turned on by what I was seeing, and by the anticipation of what would soon happen, that when I finished rubbing her feet I snaked up her body and licked her cock.

I loved it.

Wrapping my hand around the base of her artificial boner I placed the head in my mouth and sucked. Instinctively my head began to bob on her cock and I took more and more of her into my mouth, twirling my tongue around the head as I did. I'm not going to tell you I was immediately a cock sucking professional, but I did do my best to swallow her whole.

Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that I would be on my knees, between my wife's legs, sucking her cock and loving every minute of it! (The funny thing is, I don't know if Tina ever looked to see what I was doing.)

As much of a turn on sucking cock was, it wasn't what I needed, at that moment. I needed to be fucked.

I grabbed the lube off the nightstand, squirting the cool gel onto my fingers. I reached behind me and applied a generous amount to my asshole and crack. Another dose of the gel was slathered on Tina's cock from the head, all the way down the shaft to the balls.

Straddling her, I reached behind me, gripped her cock, and aimed it at my waiting hole. The head of Tina's cock pressed against my entrance and I relaxed my sphincter, allowing it to enter. I slowly lowered my weight onto the intruder until the entire mass of rubber was buried in my rectum, and Tina's balls were firmly pressed to my crack.

I sat straight up, allowing her faux penis to touch the deepest recesses of my ass. I was in sexual heaven. I leaned forward, my chest pressing on Tina's wonderful breasts. We kissed. I began rocking my hips causing Tina's cock to slide in and out of me. My own rock hard cock was firmly pinned between our bodies, the copious amount of pre-cum oozing from my dick allowed it to slide back and forth between us, almost as though it was inside a pussy.

The sensation of Tina's dildo inside of me and the stimulation my own cock was receiving quickly brought me to the edge. I sat up, raising and lowering my hips onto Tina's pelvis and the cock that was attached there, fucking myself like some kind of slut.

I took Tina's right hand in my left, and wrapped it around my straining erection. As I bounced on her cock, my own cock slid in and out of her petite hand. The sensation of the anal penetration and the hand on my cock was too much for me to endure, and I came all over Tina's belly, my ass squeezing her cock like a vice as I continued to pump it in and out of me, prolonging the amazing sensations I was experiencing.

My orgasm left me light headed, sweaty, and very satisfied. I disengaged myself from Tina's cock and immediately wanted it back inside me. God how I loved the sensation of my ass being filled with a woman's cock! I wanted that feeling all of the time!

Over the course of the next couple of years I was able to persuade Tina to peg me a handful of times, but on those rare occasions when she did it was always reluctantly, and with a palpable air of disgust. When it did happen though, the results were consistent; I always had a powerful orgasm.

My desire to have my ass filled did not wane. I searched for other avenues of satisfaction for my kinky desires. I realized that if Tina would not help to satisfy my desires, I would satisfy them myself. I purchased a suction cup base for our Vac-U-Lok dildo which would allow me hands free operation of the toy.

Whenever I was confident I had sufficient privacy I would attach that like-like dildo to one of the dining room chairs, impale myself on it, and search the internet for pegging videos. I derived great pleasure from having my ass fucked while watching couples partaking in female to male strap-on sex, and would inevitably deposit a load of cum on the computer table.

However, good pegging videos were hard to come by. A majority of them involved humiliation or sissification of the man, or the man would be bound in some demeaning way while a latex (or leather) clad woman degrade and/or rape him. This was not what I considered to be good strap-on porn. (Don't get me wrong. I appreciate a woman in sexy latex, leather, Spandex, or fishnet as much as the next guy!) I believe that pegging is a beautiful act of surrender by the man, and that female to male strap-on sex could be portrayed in a way that was loving and caring while still being extremely erotic.

My search for a means of satisfying my desires continued. I considered placing an ad on Craig's List seeking a woman to peg me, but after reviewing the number of ads by other men seeking the same thing, I knew my ad would just disappear in the sea of ads by men curious to experience pegging for the first time.

"Back to self-impaling and bad pegging videos" I told myself.

During one of my "bad pegging video" sessions, I stumbled onto a video that featured something I had never seen before. There was an attractive woman with a strap-on, the ubiquitous tattooed male, and a shemale.

A pre-op male-to-female transsexual.

Shemale.

Tranny.

The shemale was gorgeous. She had very feminine facial features, wonderful curves, surprisingly natural looking breasts, and a beautiful, shaved, rock hard cock.

I was smitten. I watched the entire video. The man got his butted filled with a strap-on while he sucked tranny cock. He got his ass filled with tranny cock while he fucked the woman's pussy. The tranny rode his dick while he ate the woman, and the woman and tranny made out. He got his ass filled with shemale cock again. The shemale pulled her cock out of his ass and jerked herself off until she finished on his chest and stomach.

We came together, the shemale and I. Her with her dick in her hand all over a guy's torso, me with a rubber dick in my ass, cock in hand, and cum all over my chest and belly.

As I replayed that video in my head, the smoking hot shemale pounding the guy's ass, I kept thinking to myself "Lucky guy."

Lucky guy? What was that about? Is that what I wanted, a beautiful transsexual having her way with me? I came to the conclusion that it was indeed what I wanted, what I yearned for, though I was certain I could never experience it.

Needless to say I was hooked. I had found a new genre of porn that satisfied my need of seeing a man fucked in the ass by a woman, and there was plenty of it. The only difference being these women didn't need a harness and dildo. They were packing their own hardware.

My fascination did not diminish. I sought out videos of shemales fucking men, or of shemales fucking other shemales. Whenever I was alone I would surf my favorite porn site in the shemale category looking for those videos.

I became familiar with many of these incredibly sexy creatures and soon had favorites that aroused me beyond belief. Mia Isabella, Aline Santos, and Sarina Valentina just to name a few. Mia has the most incredible cock. Long, thick, hard, and always ready for action. She calls it her 'candy stick'. Aline has the most perfectly augmented breasts I have ever seen (her surgeon deserves a Nobel Prize for the work he did on her!) and tan lines that accentuate her wonderful female form. Sarina is simply a painfully beautiful woman.

I have always thought that it is not solely a person's physical attributes that make them beautiful or sexy. To me, beauty and sexiness are products of belief and attitude. It is the comfort a person has in who they are and the confidence they display that makes a person beautiful or sexy.

These unarguably sexy creatures were secure and confident in their womanhood, and I saw them the same way, despite the indisputably male appendage jutting from their hairless crotches. Nothing about them made them any less than what they were: exceptionally beautiful women. And I wanted one.

My thoughts were continually tortured by visions of these lovely women. Every woman I saw caused me to think "How would she look with a cock?" Sometimes I would even fantasize that the anonymous woman I saw was a shemale, and she was hovering over me, sodomizing me.

I couldn't take it anymore. I had to make this happen soon or regret it for the rest of my life, my marriage vows be damned.

I joined an adult "dating" site (not so much a dating site, more of a cheating site) in search of an area shemale that would be willing to take me the way I longed to be taken. Unfortunately, the results of my search were disappointing. Most of the respondents to my ad were not shemales, but transvestites or cross-dressers. They were men that liked to dress as women, but they did not consider themselves to be women. I was disheartened, and resigned myself to the fact that I would never be able to satisfy my most intimate desire.

In a twist that seemed to be straight out of the pages of Penthouse Forum, I had an opportunity to dine with a high school classmate while I was on a business in the city in which she lived. Through a mutual friend, I knew that Kim and her husband were "in the lifestyle" and were active swingers. Kim and I had been close friends in school, had been on dates together, and even had a couple of heavy petting sessions in the backseat of a friend's car. There had always been a certain level of sexual tension between us, but neither was willing to cross the line and act on our desires for fear of ruining a truly deep friendship.

Through the course of dinner, Kim was open about some of her sexual exploits as a swinger, and I learned she enjoyed intercourse with men and women, which was a surprise for me. She suggested that she would love to experience Tina and me together, but my description of Tina's sexual appetite (little to none) clearly indicated that Kim's desire would remain just that.

In the course of our conversation, I did share that I had truly enjoyed Tina pegging me, but that it did not happen nearly enough. Kim told me that her husband Dan enjoyed it too, and that in "the lifestyle" there were numerous female partners that were eager to satisfy Dan's need, and one of them didn't need a harness.

Did I just hear her correctly?

Did Kim just tell me that her husband had let a shemale fuck him? My interest was piqued.

"Are you saying that you and Dan have had sex with a shemale?"

"You caught that, huh? I'm so embarrassed I let that slip. I shouldn't have said anything. You don't think I'm weird or sick, do you?"

"Not at all!" I said, trying to be reassuring while hiding my excitement at the same time. "What I think is that I would like to hear more about this encounter."

"Oh, it wasn't an encounter. It was a regular thing. Dan and I were both able to satisfy our "bi" sides with the same person. I was able to indulge my lust for a beautiful woman with a great body, and Dan was more than happy to let her fuck him. 'Win win' as they say."

I noticed Kim referred to their shemale friend as "her", which I assumed meant she lived her life as a woman.

"Do you still see her?" I asked.

"She moved away to pursue her career, but we do stay in touch. Why?"

"Well," I began, sheepishly, "the thought of being with a shemale is something I find to be incredibly hot. In fact, I'm getting puffy just knowing you and Dan have been with one."

"Really!? I never would have thought that you would be interested! This is a side of you I never would have imagined! Ooooohhh Clarky Clarky Clarky! (Clarky was her pet name for me) This is so exciting!" Kim was absolutely giddy. School girl giddy, in fact. Her eyes were flashing, and I could almost see the wheels turning in her head. The next thing I knew she was on her cell.

"Trish? This is Kim! Hiiii! Oh my God it's been too long how are you?"

"Dan and I are really good, thanks."

"Did you have to ask? DUH! Of course we are, but we do miss being with you! How are things in St. Louis?"

"Well good. You are so beautiful and talented there's no reason you shouldn't. Are you getting any?"

Kim let loose with a huge laugh, and had a genuinely happy smile on her face. I could only imagine what Trish had said that made Kim react the way she did.

"Oh my God that's too funny! Listen, Trish, the reason I'm calling, I'm having dinner with a very dear friend, and guess what?"

Kim went on to tell Trish about me and my desire to be with a girl like her. As it turned out, we lived less than an hour apart.

Once home, I made contact with Trish. We e-mailed a lot, and spoke on the phone now and then. We just took some time getting to know one another.

I found Trish to be very intelligent and articulate. She worked in the IT department for an insurance company, and had taken the job in St. Louis so she could live full time as Trish, and no one would know about who she was before she decided to transition. That and the compensation offered by the new company for her services was three times what she was making before.

Trish and I were becoming comfortable with each other, and any apprehensions we may have had wore off. We had become friends. I felt I could be open with her. I told her that I wanted to see her in person and she agreed.

We decided that our first meeting would literally be a cliché.

Starbucks. Coffee. Talk.

I arrived early, a habit I had developed in an attempt to offset Tina's propensity to be late. My back was to the rest of the store so I could keep an eye out for Trish to come through the door. We had exchanged pictures during the e-mail introductory phase so I knew what she looked like, well, from the neck up anyway.

When she finally arrived, I was surprised by her appearance. She was much prettier in person, but taller than I had expected. Not freakishly Amazon tall, but taller than me (at least I thought she was, until I realized she was wearing heels). For the life of me I can't understand why I had imagined that a petite, five foot nothing gymnast would come through the door. I should have known better. Her body was very well proportioned and alluring. She was dressed in a knee length skirt that hugged her very womanly hips, pantyhose (a plus. I love legs encased in hosiery), a simple, white button up blouse and a nicely tailored jacket that matched her skirt. She looked like any other professional woman on her way to the office.

Her facial features were very feminine; an oval face with a "pixie-ish" nose, high cheek bones, straight brunette hair that framed her face nicely, falling to just above her shoulders. Her lips were full, and painted a deep, glossy red. Her teeth were white, though the two in front were slightly crooked, which made her look real.

She had a remarkable complexion, flawless skin wherever it showed. Trish's eyes were an almond shape, a sparkling greenish-blue. She had long eyelashes (bonus. I don't know if they were real, but they were a huge turn on). Other than her lip color and mascara, I could not tell if Trish was wearing makeup. She looked very professional, yet on the verge of being sexy. I guess if I had to make a comparison she reminded me of S.E. Cupp from Fox news.

"Hi Clark!" she chimed as she approached my table. "It is so nice to finally meet you!" She gently grasped my shoulders and leaned in, touching her right cheek to my face, a pseudo hug if you will.

If I didn't already know what kind of girl she was I never would have guessed.

"Oh my, Trish. The photos you sent me simply do not do you justice. You are so much more beautiful in person."

"It's so sweet of you to say that, Clark."

"I'm not saying it, I mean it."

I asked her what she would like to drink and went to the counter to order two cups of black coffee.

Back at the table we sat and chatted about everyday things, never broaching the subject of what had actually brought us together. I noticed her feminine hands and manicured nails, and that she was wearing what appeared to be a wedding ring set on her left hand. She must have noticed where my eyes were and stated "It helps to keep the "undesirables" away."

I understood completely. "Smart girl." I said, which brought a broad smile to her lips.

Our conversation was comfortable, undoubtedly due to our previous e-mail and phone exchanges.

I bought another round of coffee and we resumed our conversation. She picked up on the fact I was staring at her, mesmerized by her eyes. She had a way of using her eyes to look shy and demure, while simultaneously giving me a 'come fuck me' look. Well, that's what I saw anyway.

We both had other places we needed to be, and keeping to our agreement that our first meeting would be for coffee and talk only, we said our goodbyes. Completely enamored with her understated beauty and initial cheek to cheek contact, I embraced her close, reveling in the feel of her body against mine. She didn't resist, hugging me back. Having her close to me and feeling her breasts press into my chest caused my cock to stir in my pants. We said our goodbyes and parted ways.




My Journey Ch. 01



As is usual, life got in the way of life and I was unable to see Trish for several days. Between kids, work, and taking care of repairs and maintenance around the house I found I rarely had time for even a quick whack-off session. Tina and I were mired in a decade long sexual rut that consisted of a once-a-month-quickly-before-the-kids-wake-up-pity-fuck. I did manage to get Tina to peg me for the first time in 18 months, and even though the pleasure was intense and the end result a satisfying orgasm for me, I thought about Trish the entire time, and wished it was her that was fucking my ass.

I now knew that I needed Trish to have her way with me.

Tina and the kids were to leave on their annual weeklong end of summer timeshare vacation with her family. I never joined them for this excursion. There was a "personality conflict" between me and some of her family. It was best that I stayed at home, went to work, and not ruin everyone else's vacation.

This time, I had an alternative reason for not going.

It was my chance to be with Trish.

My e-mail to Trish read "I'm available all weekend. I would like to see you. Interested?"

About an hour after I sent the e-mail my phone rang. It was Trish.

The first thing Trish said after I answered was "How much?"

"I really want to see you." I said.

She laughed.

"No silly. How much of me do you want to see?"

She had caught me off guard. I paused, trying to catch my breath and figure out what to say.

"All of you" I managed to croak, my throat dry.

"Say it. Tell me. Tell me what you want to see."

Finally, finding a little courage, I blurted "I want to see all of you Trish. I want to see every inch of your glorious naked body."

"There. That wasn't so hard, was it?" her tone chiding me. "Friday night, my place, say... eight o'clock?"

"Nine would be better. Tina always calls the first night."

"I'll text you my address. Be ready!" she exclaimed, obviously excited about our pending rendezvous.

The next thirty-six hours were torture.

Friday finally arrived, and Tina and the kids left for their vacation first thing in the morning. I went to work, unable to focus on a single task. My thoughts singularly focused on what might happen, what would happen, later tonight.

On the way home from work, I picked up a bottle of wine for Trish and me. Flowers had crossed my mind, but I decided such a thing would be cliché.

Once home I began to prepare for my evening with Trish. I took a shower and used that time to make sure I was completely clean inside and out. I shaved my cock, balls, and ass as I have been doing for years. After drying off, I applied some lotion to the areas I had shaved. (I love the feeling of all my parts being lubricated after I shave.)

I made sure my closely cropped hair was closely cropped, shaved my face, and put on some cologne and deodorant. I looked at myself in the mirror and began to wonder if Trish would find me attractive.

A typical middle aged man, I carry a little too much weight, but I think I carry it pretty well. I have broad shoulders and powerful arms. My hairy chest isn't well defined, but it doesn't sag either. The biggest issue is my stomach and love handles. No matter what I did I have never able to turn my abs into the proverbial six-pack, and the love handles never go away. I learned to just accept it.

Now that I was as clean as I was going to get, I dressed in my typical summer garb of cotton sport shorts and a plain T-shirt. A pair of deck shoes completed the casual summer look.

Tina called at 8:20 to let me know they arrived safely, and that the kids had a ball at the pool. Her sister had prepared a feast for supper, and they were just getting around to eating so she had to run.

"Love you!" she chirped.

"Love you too sweetie."

It was time for me to leave, so I grabbed the wine out of the refrigerator, jumped in my Camry and drove to Trish's suburban home.

She lived in a quiet residential neighborhood surrounded by attractive little homes with tidy, well cared for exteriors and yards. Trish's place was a modest structure, probably constructed in the '50s following the war when so many cities saw explosive growth, and neighborhoods like this became common place.

I wrapped on her front door and waited for her to answer. When Trish greeted me, I was glad I decided to go casual. She was dressed in a pair of loose cutoffs and a red tank top that hugged her perfectly proportionate C cup breasts. Nothing fancy, she looked like a typical suburban housewife, her hair hanging loosely around her face.

"Right on time!" she said, a warm, welcoming smile stretching across her face. "Come on in."

I followed her bare footed form into her house. Trish took the bottle of wine from me, opened it, and poured us two glasses. "Let's go sit on the patio."

We walked out the patio door from her dining area onto a small paver patio that was nestled between two "wings" of the house, and plopped ourselves into a cushioned porch swing, the only place to sit. It was a very private setting, with a small backyard stretching out in front of where we sat.

We each took a sip of our wine and Trish started the conversation.

"Listen, Clark. I want to tell you how much I have enjoyed getting to know you. You are a nice guy. I like spending time with you."

I knew there was going to be a 'but', there had to be. I braced myself for the inevitable disappointment.

"Most guys I let know about me are after one thing. They want the conquest, that walk on the wild side. They see me as a device they can use and toss aside."

I started to speak but she shushed me.

"Let me finish. You're not like that. I know what you wanted when Kim got us together, but you took the time to get to know me as a person before trying to know me as a lover, and that is going to make tonight extra special. For both of us."

She leaned over and kissed me. On the lips. Not merely a peck, and not a kiss of two lovers. Still, it was a kiss that spoke volumes.

"Let's grab a bite, I hope salad is okay. A girl needs to watch her figure you know" giving me a wink.

Trish took our glasses and headed back into the house. I followed, allowing my eyes to take in her form. It occurred to me then just how much of her body had been hidden by the business suit she wore at our first meeting.

Trish went into the kitchen. Setting our glasses down on the counter that separated the kitchen from the dining area, she refilled them. She then turned to the fridge. Bending slightly at the waist she took two bowls of prepared salad from the fridge. When she stood and turned around, Trish could obviously see where my gaze was focused.

"Like what you see?" she teased.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare. But your ass is gorgeous!"

"Thanks! I think it's pretty nice too. Ready to eat?"

We spent the next half hour at the table munching a delicious Romaine and vegetable salad, sipping wine, and laughing at the stories of my wild youth, and the stupid things I did.

I helped her clear the table, she emptied the bottle of wine into our glasses, and I followed her into her tastefully decorated living room and sat on the couch. I sat at the end, with Trish on my right, her legs comfortably tucked under her as she pressed into my side.

She placed her glass on the coffee table, reached to my chin with her right hand and turned my face to her. And then she kissed me. The same kiss she gave me on the porch swing. She pulled away slightly and we looked into each other's eyes. I don't know what she saw in mine, but I saw desire in hers and leaned back in, kissing her deeply with my tongue exploring her mouth. It was like kissing Jenna. Trish was a passionate kisser too, and wrestled my tongue with hers. My right hand rested on her thigh, and as we kissed I realized I was squeezing it. I was becoming very, very aroused.

Trish pulled away, got off the couch, and pushed me onto my back. She then lay down next to me, so I scooted up a little so I was laying somewhat on my left side. Trish took a position that was partially on me, partially on the sofa, with her left leg between my legs basically straddling my left thigh. Her left arm was against my chest as she stroked my neck and face, moving her sweet to mine for another round of kissing.

Having her body pressed to mine felt wonderful. I could feel her breasts mashed against my chest and her left thigh against my maddeningly hard cock. My right arm was tenderly stroking her back, ever so slowly migrating south to where I could finally touch her ass. It was marvelous. I decided then and there her back had had enough attention, so I focused on her sorely neglected ass. I stroked it. I groped it. I massaged it. Then my pinky slipped into the cleft of where her ass met her legs. In my opinion this is the sexiest part of a woman's body, and I loved the way that cleft enclosed my finger as I gripped her butt cheek. I couldn't wait to see her backside without the shorts.

Trish apparently liked the treatment she was getting because she began to slowly rock her hips, and I could feel the stiffening rod in her shorts pressing against my upper thigh. I reluctantly let go of her butt so I could reach between us and reposition my cock, now rock hard, and pointed it straight up at my belly button. I was now able to comfortably press my dick against her, and I too started rolling my hips while resuming my manual assault on her ass. We kissed, groped and dry humped each other for over a half hour. We were both incredibly aroused and I think the desire to get out of our clothes was mutual.

"Should we take this to the bedroom?" she asked.

I gave her a quick kiss on her lips and said "I'd like that."

Trish rolled off the sofa, took my hand and led me to her bedroom. I followed her down the short hall admiring her ass the whole way. The way her butt swayed made me think she was giving me a show. Totally unnecessary, but appreciated nonetheless.

Once in the room, she closed the door, turned to me and embraced me again for a long, deep, wet kiss.

Trish broke the kiss and took a step away. She grabbed the bottom of my T-shirt and lifted it over my head. I raised my arms so she could take it all the way off. I grabbed the bottom of her tank top and did the same, revealing to me a sexy little black satin bra. She then took hold of the drawstring of my shorts, gave it a yank and untied them. She took hold of the side of the legs and pulled them down, bunching them around my feet. I stepped out of the shorts and heard a very small whimper escape her lips. I looked down and noticed there was a large wet spot on the front of my boxers, the pre-cum stain giving indication of the extent of my arousal. Once she stood, I unbuttoned her shorts all the way down to the crotch, the back of my right hand feeling her hardness as I did. I slid her shorts down her athletic legs and she stepped out of them, revealing black satin 'boy shorts' that matched her bra.

She was a vision of loveliness in her black underwear. Her bra held her breasts firmly, squeezing them together and displaying her very nice cleavage. My eyes wandered down her body, past her stomach to her boy shorts. The glossy satin/spandex material clung to her womanly hips, accentuating the cock that stretched up to the left with the head near the waist band of her panties.

I'm a sucker for satin, spandex, any kind of lingerie really, and the way her undergarments hid, and yet accentuated, her charms drove me crazy with desire. I took her in my arms and tongue kissed her deeply, pulling her body to mine and pressing my cock against her lower belly. I slowly lowered both of my hands to her ass and cupped a cheek in each hand, fingers gliding back and forth in the cleft. I removed my lips from hers and kissed her cheek as I moved my mouth to the junction of her neck and torso. I gently kissed and licked her neck and shoulders. While I mauled her ass cheeks, Trish reached up behind her and unclasped her bra. She threw her arms back around me, her mouth near my right ear, and released a sigh of pleasure. Her warm breath made it's way to my ear causing me to arch my back and pressed my groin into her even harder.

Noticing my reaction, Trish placed her lips right to my ear and in a very low, breathy voice whispered "Ooooh, baby liked that didn't he?" and without waiting for a response she stuck the tip of her tongue in my ear.

I melted.

She had found my weak spot. I was putty in her hands and she knew it.

I was hers.

Trish bathed my ear with her talented tongue like she was licking a pussy, alternating between licking the outer flesh and probing the canal with her pointed tongue. It felt so good I stopped kissing her neck as I could only moan and gasp while she loved my erogenous zone.

She broke our embrace and took a step back, her unfastened bra falling to our feet, revealing a pair of beautiful breasts with large, dark areola and very erect nipples. I reached for them, but Trish was quick to gently bat my hands away with a devilish little grin on her face. "Not yet baby."

Trish knelt in front of me, pulling the waist band of my boxers out and down revealing my hard, oozing cock. She didn't touch it, but pulled my boxers down to my ankles. She lifted each of my feet gathering my shorts as they were freed. She tossed them aside and stood. For the first time in nearly twenty years I was completely naked in front of someone other than my wife.

Moving a couple of steps away, Trish turned her back to me and swung her head around to look at me over her right shoulder, causing her hair to flair out and cover her face briefly. Her back was arched, her ass sticking out and she had a look on her face that was a mixture of shy and sexy at the same time. She had a finger pulling down on her lower lip that seemed to say "I'm a demure little school girl. What are you going to do to me?" When Trish saw the look on my face she broke out in a huge smile.

Trish brought her legs close together and slowly bent over at the waist, her knees locked straight making her legs appear impossibly long. Once she was bent all the way over, her glorious ass pointing to the heavens, she looked at me around her right arm making sure she had my full attention. She slid a hand up each of her legs, eventually hooking her thumbs in the waist of her boy shorts and teasingly slid them down. When the garment reached the cleft just below her ass cheeks she stopped, and gently ran the fingers of her left hand through her crack, briefly pressing on her bud, closing her eyes and exhaling in pleasure. She resumed the removal of her undies eventually stepping out of them. She remained bent over and slowly moved her hands up her legs, across her hips, up her stomach until she was cupping her breasts, all the time looking at me around her arm, gauging my reaction.

But my eyes were focused on her backside and her puckered asshole. It was simply beautiful. More attractive than Tina's. God I wanted to lick it so bad!

Trish stood, still cupping her breasts and still with her back to me. It was like I was riveted to the floor, unable to move regardless of how badly I wanted to.

She started to turn towards me, lowering her hands from her breasts as she did. Time stood still as this very beautiful woman teasingly rotated, slowly revealing that which she had been keeping hidden from my lusting eyes.

Then she was facing me. My eyes were immediately drawn to hers. They held so many emotions, her eyes. There was desire and excitement while at the same time there was worry and fear. I suppose that for women like Trish, this moment of revelation is fraught with the reality of rejection or physical harm. That wasn't going to happen here. I knew all along that Trish was special, and had things to offer that a genetic woman couldn't. I hoped that my eyes were expressing desire, lust, and acceptance. I hoped my eyes were telling her I wanted her.

I broke our eye contact, letting my eyes take in the whole of her beauty. Her breasts were perfect. They were firm, but sagged just a little, much as you would expect of a woman in her thirties. I could not tell if they were enhanced or natural. Her tummy was flat. Not rock hard, but flat. Her waist was narrow, with just a little extra cushion. Her hips were wide, womanly, and melded into a pair of very nice legs. She had painted toenails, and her feet were very normal. I wondered if I'd be sucking her toes.

And then there was her cock. It was proud and hard, saluting me from her hairless crotch. Unlike many of the shemale stories you may have read, Trish did not have a python capable of splitting a man in two between her legs. She had a very normal length, very average thickness cock, similar in size to the strap-on dildo I had been using. It was, however, topped with a large bulbous head that made my mouth water.

My eyes again met hers, and after a couple seconds of an expressionless stare, my lips broadened into a wide smile. Trish's did the same, and the fear and worry in her eyes were quickly replaced with relief and joy.

We moved toward each other, our naked bodies touching each other for the first time in a loving embrace and deep passionate kiss. Our cocks touched sending an electric jolt through my whole body. We pressed our crotches together, reveling in the eroticism of the moment.

Trish broke our embrace and sauntered to the foot of the bed. She raised a knee to the bed and, like a leopard on the prowl with her back arched and ass raised, crawled up the bed until her head reached the pillows where she languidly rolled onto her back. Her legs were slightly spread, her head resting on the pillows. Trish had one arm over her head while the other slowly stroked her cock with her finger tips.

I was in a trance, mesmerized by her wares, as I climbed onto the bed and instinctively positioned myself between her legs. I was on my hands and knees hovering over her feminine form as I lowered my lips to hers for a tender kiss. Trish lowered the arm that was over her head, and took my hand in hers. She stopped the gentle stroking of her cock and took my other hand in the same way. This tender act told me that I was in for a night of passionate lovemaking. The wild fucking would wait until another time.

I lowered my body to hers and felt the heat of her hard cock against my abdomen. My cock had been drooling for a long time, and hers was leaking now, too. Our fluids combined to create a slippery environment, allowing our appendages to slide between our bodies. We made out like that for several minutes, kissing deeply and allowing our cocks to frot.

Trish's magnificent breasts beckoned, so I lowered my head to her succulent tits sucking her left breast into my hungry mouth. It felt and tasted so good. I tried to swallow her entire breast and felt her hard nipple at the back of my mouth. I released her breast, and began to focus on her areola and nipple; sucking, licking, and nibbling at the rubbery flesh all the while we ground our cocks against each other. I didn't want her other breast to feel left out so I worshipped that one the same way.  

We held hands the entire time I loved on her tits.

Trish then rolled me onto my back and straddled my lower body. I looked down to where our bodies met. I was unprepared for the erotic sight presented to me; two glistening, rock hard cocks rubbing against each other. I thought I was going to cum right there.

Trish took my hands in hers, pinning them next to my head. She lowered her upper body as if to kiss me, but stopped as soon as her nipples contacted my chest. She swung her dangling boobs up and down, back and forth, dragging her rubbery nubs against my hairy chest. It felt wonderful. She lowered herself the rest of the way to me, squashing her breasts against my chest while she hungrily tongue kissed me and really began to buck her cock between us. I thrust my hips against hers, maximizing the slippery contact between us.




My Journey Ch. 02



This is the second installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapter 1 first. Thank you to all who read my first submission and provided feedback. Chapter 1 was a blend of real life experience and fantasy. This chapter is (unfortunately) entirely fantasy.

I hope you enjoy the story. 

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I rarely dream.

That's not entirely true. Everybody dreams, I suppose I do too. It would be more accurate to say that I rarely recall my dreams. There is no history of wet dreams in my past, either.

This morning was different. I was vividly dreaming that a beautiful woman was playing with my hard cock. I could not recall the last time I had such an erotic dream.

My eyes opened, struggling for focus, and my mind fought to determine where I was and what was happening.

Once my surroundings came into focus it took only a second or two for me to realize I wasn't dreaming, and that a beautiful woman was in bed with me and she was slowly tugging on my very erect cock. Her head was propped on her right arm, and she gently bit her lower lip. I couldn't tell if it was a look of anxiety or excitement.

"Good morning, Baby." she cooed, in slightly more than a whisper.

"Good morning." I replied, my voice barely there.

Her lips eased into a smile. She moved her arm and slid it under my neck, scooting herself closer to me and pressed her shapely body into mine. Her left hand released it's grip on my cock as she moved her arm over my body, pulling us close together, and pressed her lips to mine in a tender kiss. 

"Thank you for last night." she breathed. Our foreheads were pressed together and the tips of our noses rubbed against each other. 

"The pleasure was all mine." I said. We were looking into each other's eyes, hers flashing in joy.

"I don't know about that. I had some pleasure too." She was smiling broadly now, and again moved her mouth to mine, this time for a more passionate and sensual kiss. Our tongues began to play in each other's mouths, darting in and out, and I instinctively began to thrust my hips against her, my cock rubbing against her erection.

"I could get used to waking up like this." I thought to myself.

Trish also began to slowly roll her hips, causing our cocks to piston against one another in a fleshy dance of mutual desire.

Our gentle kissing and touching continued as we teased each other, neither of us in any hurry to abandon the closeness we were sharing. Trish broke our kiss only to move so she could kiss and lick my neck and ear. She obviously remembered how I reacted when she loved my ear last night, and this morning was no different. A raspy moan escaped from my throat when I felt her hot breath in my ear. My hands moved down her body until I was cupping each of her shapely ass cheeks and pulled her pelvis tightly to mine. My legs instinctive spread and I lifted my right leg over her thigh, wanting to envelope her completely. 

"Mmm. That really turns you on, doesn't it Baby?" she whispered rhetorically in my ear, the actions of my body clearly indicating how much I appreciated what her mouth was doing to me. She returned her attention to my ear, kissing, licking, probing. 

Trish and I continued to make out in her bed, pelvises bumping, fingers gently stroking, and hands touching each other's nakedness.

With my leg over her body, Trish took advantage of my position and rolled me onto my back and she positioned herself between my spread legs. She lay on top of me, her form stretched out over my body, her perfect breasts crushed between us as we continued to enjoy our closeness. Trish continued to pleasure me with her mouth, alternately driving me wild with her attention to my neck and ear, and kissing my lips and mouth with her talented tongue.

My legs were spread wide, knees bent, giving Trish total access to my body. I was willing to let her do to me whatever she wanted, yet she seemed to be content with the foreplay we were currently engaged in. I wasn't complaining. I was slowly sliding my erection against hers, our pre-cum mingling and creating a slick region between our bodies. My hands cupped and massaged her ass, intermittently touching her rosebud with my middle finger. Trish liked it when I did that. She would push her ass back toward my finger, attempting to get it to slip into her tight ring. I made it a point to not allow that, teasing her to an increased state of arousal.

"Tease." she giggled in my ear. "Come on, stick your finger in me." she moaned, her voice thick with desire.

"I'd rather do something else."

Trish thought I wanted to fuck her so she began sliding her body up mine. As she worked her way up, her breasts fell in my face. I let go of her ass and placed a hand on either breast, halting her 'Northward' climb. I immediately began suckling her, marveling at the size and shape of her mammaries. They felt natural in my hands, like they belonged there. I squeezed her tits together so I could mouth both of her nipples at the same time. I licked and sucked those beautiful nipples for all I was worth. Trish must have enjoyed my ministrations as she threw her head back and arched her spine, forcing her breasts into my face. While she was in this position she moved her legs from between mine and placed them along side of me. Trish was now straddling me with my cock pinned between the bottom of her ass cheeks and my stomach.

She reached behind her and grabbed my dick while raising her hips slightly. Trish proceeded to rub the head of my cock against her asshole and started to lower her weight onto my hard stick. This wasn't the "something else" I wanted so I quickly rolled her onto her back. Now I was positioned between her legs, and I repositioned my cock so it was rubbing hers again. Our eyes met and I saw a flash of excitement in hers. Perhaps it turned her on that I was being aggressive and that I was going to take her in the missionary position. I had other plans.

I closed my eyes and kissed her deeply, my tongue probing her mouth as far as I could reach while I ground my crotch against hers. Trish passionately returned my kiss, the tenderness of the previous foreplay beginning to wane and our actions becoming more primal. I fought the urge to fuck her gorgeous ass right then.

Trying to keep my cock in contact with hers, I lowered my head and again feasted on her bosom. With an orb in each hand I clamped my mouth over her right breast, sucking hard on the rubbery flesh at the tip while massaging her left. Her areola contracted and hardened, the nipple already swollen with desire. I repeatedly flicked at her nipple with my tongue. I sucked it into my mouth, gently chewing and nibbling the firm rubbery flesh. Trish was making nearly inaudible mewing sounds, telling me my efforts were effective and appreciated. I switched breasts and performed the same assault on her other tit.

I couldn't take much more. Hearing how much she enjoyed what I was doing was driving me wild, and I had other things that needed to be done. I abandoned her breasts and kissed my way down the rest of her torso. I felt the head of her cock on my chin as I lapped at her navel. Trish's hands were on the top of my head and she pushed me down. The cock that brought me so much pleasure the night before brushed against my lips, and without thinking I opened my mouth and took the head of her cock in my mouth. Grabbing her shaft with my right hand I pumped her penis while applying industrial strength suction to the head causing her to take in a breath that sounded like a hiss.

"OOOHHHH!" she exclaimed in surprised pleasure.

Trish's hands grasped my head and tried to force it down on her cock, but my hand wrapped around her shaft prevented any further movement. This wasn't what I wanted either.

I pulled my mouth off of her engorged cockhead and released her shaft. Placing a hand under each of her thighs I lifted her hips slightly. Trish allowed her legs to splay open, exposing to my eyes to that which I desired. There before me, in all of it's perfect glory, was her pretty little puckered hole. 

(I have always loved the site of a woman's asshole. Penthouse magazine could always be counted on to have at least one close-up shot of a model's dripping pussy and crinkled hole. Invariably I would masturbate to this shot. Once I discovered the world of shemale porn I became an educated consumer of assholes, and Trish's was as good as any I had seen on any model.)

It was a flesh colored sunburst, with wrinkles and creases radiating from the contracted core fading into the smooth skin of her ass cheeks and perineum. 

With my tongue slightly extended, I lowered my face to her bottom and made tender contact with her ass where the wrinkles disappeared. I made sure to avoid the center of her anus hoping to further heighten her arousal. My lapping was slow and intentional. I could detect each crease, each wrinkle as my wet tongue glided over her flesh. I circled her hole repeatedly being sure not to contact her core.

After flicking at the top of her hole, I pressed my flattened tongue against her perineum, covering all of the sensitive skin as I licked up to the side of her scrotum. I repeated this action on the other side of her balls. Grasping her shaft with my left hand I lowered my mouth on her cock and took as much of her length in as I could. I lifted up, leaving only the head of her cock in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it.

Completely releasing her from my mouth I went back to her ass and began to make sweet oral love to her puckered hole. Again I teased her, rimming her brown eye, reveling in the feel of her on my tongue. I glanced up to see Trish languidly playing with her hard on, her hips just slightly thrusting. My attention was again turned to her hole and I licked her, slowly decreasing the distance between the tip of my tongue and the opening of her ass. It was obvious to me that Trish was enjoying this, but not as much as me. My cock was impossibly hard and throbbing, and my mind was swimming in the satisfaction I felt knowing I was giving great pleasure to my shemale lover.

I could take no more. I needed to plumb the depths of Trish's asshole. Pointing and stiffening my tongue, I placed the tip at her entrance and pushed. I felt her tight sphincter yield to my probe as I entered, her smooth, tight ring collapsing around my tongue. My penetration brought a moan of pleasure from Trish's throat, which in turn caused me to smile (well, as best I could with my tongue in her ass).

Her approving moan spurred me on and I began furiously fucking her asshole with my tongue. "I could do this all day." I thought to myself. Trish began thrusting her hips more noticeably now, trying to get as much of my tongue inside her as possible. I could hear her hand stroking her cock now, her pre-cum lubricating her erection. 

Time seemed to stand still as I continued to penetrate Trish's bottom. I have no idea how long I licked her like this, my mind focused only on pleasuring her. My tongue twisted and flicked inside of her trying to touch every reachable millimeter of tender flesh.

"I love the way you eat my ass. You're driving me crazy!"

I was brought out of my sexual trance by her words. I needed more. Removing my tongue from her depths I again rimmed her, my tongue alternating between "barely there" kisses and crushing licks. Again I licked up her perineum around the side of her balls. I could feel the heat radiating from her cock on my cheek as I kissed and licked her pubis. 

I crawled up her body until my face was at her breasts. With a hand on either side of her torso, my knees between her spread legs, I sucked her left nipple into my mouth flicking the rubbery nub with my tongue while my cock gently brushed against hers. Tilting my ass up in the air, my cock pointed at her glorious asshole. I reached down with my right hand, grabbed my shaft, and rubbed the swollen head against her loosened bud. I pressed forward slightly, feeling her asshole begin to give way to my insistent cock.

And then I pulled back.

A disappointed groan escaped from her lips.

Again I pressed against her opening until I felt her body begin to yield to my intrusion. I wanted to be inside of her so bad, but something kept making me stop. I wanted to complete our union. I wanted to give her what she so desperately wanted.

Again I pulled back.

"Oh Baby. Fuck me. I want you to fuck me. I need to feel your cock inside of me." I couldn't tell if she was pleading or ordering me to fuck her. It didn't matter. I knew that the time wasn't right and that our final act of union would wait.

Instead, I quickly moved up her body and straddled her hips. I raised myself up, grabbed her cock and positioned it at the entrance of my rectum, and slowly lowered myself on her well lubricated cock.

"Ooooohhh!" we both cried. It may not have been the penetration Trish had wanted, but she was enjoying it.

As I bottomed out on her shaft, our eyes locked, and I could feel the lust passing between us through our gaze.

I began rolling my hips. As my ass rose a little, my cock and balls would press into Trish's abdomen, and as I lowered them it stuck out hard and swollen. I rolled my hips, I rotated my bottom, always trying to get more and more of Trish inside of me. Having her inside of me like this is one of the greatest physical pleasures I had ever felt. 

Trish's hips weren't motionless either. Her hands had a firm grip on my ass cheeks as she pressed her cock into my receptive ass. 

I lowered my body to hers, pressing her breasts against my chest and kissed her beautiful lips. I let Trish take control of our coupling and yielded myself to her, letting her pleasure me with every thrust of her wonderful cock into my ass. With my body pressed to hers and her relentless pistoning of my ass, there was enough movement that my erection was sliding back and forth between our bodies. We kissed lovingly while she gave me a royal screwing. 

"I love being inside you." she whispered as she momentarily broke our kiss.

"I love having you inside of me." I replied.

We resumed our kiss, our bodies tightly pressed together as Trish mercilessly fucked me.

The sensations got to be too much for me. The aching behind my balls told me my orgasm was close. I wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer. I broke our kiss, nuzzled her ear and whimpered "I'm close."

"I am too! Just a few more seconds Baby. Cum with me!" Trish drove her tongue into my ear.

That was it for me. My cock burst. Jets of hot white cum shot from the end of my very hard cock between our bodies. My asshole pulsed around her shaft as I came.

That set her off.

I felt her cock swell in my ass as her thrusts became more urgent and powerful. "I'm cumming!" she exclaimed as she exploded inside of me, ropes of her honey splattering against the walls of my rectum.

And we were kissing again as Trish arched her back, burying as much cock in me as she could, pushing her juice into me as far as it would go. I was pushing back against her, wanting more of her beautiful member inside of me. I could not get enough of this sexy woman.

We continued to tenderly kiss, enjoying the post-coital glow. I began to buck against Trish's cock as it began to slowly soften, hoping to keep it hard. I didn't want to let it out. I wanted to her to stay inside of me.

But nothing is forever, and after a few moments her flaccid cock slipped out of the confines of my ass and I was empty again.

I clamped my ass tightly. If I couldn't have her cock in me, I was going to keep her cum in me.

I lifted my right leg over Trish's body, and rolled to my left. I lay on my side, gazing into Trish's eyes as she positioned herself on her side to face me. Our legs instinctively entwined and we wrapped our arms around each other in a loving embrace. We covered each other's cheeks and lips lovingly with tiny little kisses. I could feel her heartbeat against my chest as her hands stroked my back. Her tongue found my ear again, and my hips pressed against her pelvis. She pulled away and looked at me with a huge smile on her perfect face. I could tell she was thinking about how I reacted to her tongue in my ear. It amused her immensely. 

"That was beautiful." I told her.

"I think so, too."

There was a pregnant pause as we continued to gently touch each other. Trish had a look of concern on her face. Her eyes were cast down, looking at nothing in particular between our bodies. Something was obviously troubling her. 

"Don't you want to fuck me?" she meekly asked, clearly feeling vulnerable.

Her eyes sought an answer in mine, darting back and forth, searching

"Oh, honey! I want to fuck you so bad!" I kissed her deeply, hopefully reinforcing my desire for her. "For some reason I feel like the time isn't right. I don't know if I can explain it. I have this notion that before you give yourself to me there needs to be more... I don't know.... romance maybe? I don't want it to just be a 'heat of the moment' thing. I want the circumstances to be 'just right'. I want it to be special."

I paused, searching her face for understanding and my mind for the words to convey my feelings.

"I want to seduce you. Does that make sense?" 

"I thought the circumstances were pretty good this morning. After the way you ate my ass? I was so ready for you to be inside of me."

She kissed me lovingly, her tenderness telling me she understood, and was honored that I wanted this to be something to remember.

"I think I like the idea of being seduced." The smile on her face betrayed the fact that she really liked the idea.

We continued to cuddle on the bed. Kissing. Touching. Embracing. We were just enjoying being together and growing closer as the minutes passed. 

I awoke to the sound of running water and the realization I was alone in bed.

My bladder was full, so I quietly rolled out of bed and headed toward the bathroom. Trish was washing her hair, the spray from the showerhead drowning out any noise I might be making. I relieved myself as quietly as possible hoping to surprise my lover when I joined her in the shower.

With the pressure off my abdomen I quietly stepped into the shower stall. Trish was under the stream of water, her head thrown back as she rinsed her hair allowing the water to cascade over her luscious body. I stood quietly and let my eyes drink in the form of this sexy woman. With her head back, Trish's body was arched toward me, her position accentuating her breasts and erect nipples. My eyes wandered down her body to her crotch and the cock that had been inside of me minutes ago. It was smaller, I suppose because of the cool air and the water, but it looked perfect on her. It looked so right. It just 'fit'. 

Unable to resist for another second, I leaned in toward her, being careful not to make contact with anything but my tongue on her nipple.

"OH!" she chirped, startled. With her eyes open now, a broad smile crept across her lovely face as she extended her arms to me and we embraced. "I was hoping you'd join me Baby." she breathed in my ear.

"Why didn't you wake me up then?"

"You looked so peaceful and content, I didn't want to disturb you."

She kissed my lips, seductively licking them with her talented tongue before plunging it into my mouth. Our tongues waged war against each other as our hands roamed one another's body under the falling water.

"Would you like me to wash you?" I asked.

She smiled at the idea and quickly turned to grab some items out of a rack on the wall of the stall. Trish handed me a bottle of shower gel and a scrubby. I applied some of the gel to the scrubby and switched positions with her so she wasn't directly under the shower. I turned her around so her back was to me and began to wash her body with the flowery scented gel. Moving the scrubby in circles I washed her neck while I kissed her shoulders. Her head hung forward as she enjoyed my gentle touch and the intimacy of another person washing you. My hand moved the scrubby around her neck and gently washed the front of her neck and throat. Trish arched her head back, tilting it toward me so she could kiss me while I washed and caressed her neck. 




My Journey Ch. 02



When her neck was clean, I moved my attention to her back and shoulders, again moving the scrubby in small, slow circles as I admired the way her skin glistened in the coating of soapy water. This was the first time that I had an extended view of her from behind. The skin of her back was just as flawless as the rest of her. Even her back was beautiful.

I continued to work the scrubby on her back, working back and forth across the expanse while slowly working my way down until I was washing the small of her back. I made sure not to let my hands descend below her waist, teasing her by avoiding her perfect ass.

Dropping to my knees I began washing her upper legs, adding a little more gel to the scrubby. I washed the outside of each of her thighs, and then washed the front making sure to avoid her crotch and groin. I then nudged the inside of her legs, and she parted them just enough to allow me to work the scrubby between her legs. Again I was careful to not touch any of her sex, getting no closer than the cleft just below her ass cheeks. I spent a lot of time washing that area. God I love that part of a woman's body.

With my face so close to her delectable ass, I fought the urge to spread her ass cheeks and devour her gorgeous hole. I could believe how badly I wanted my tongue between her cheeks.

I continued further down her legs, washing her knees front and back, her calves, ankles, and her feet. I lifted each foot, making sure her soles got the same attention the rest of her had gotten so far. I washed between each toe while she stood on one leg, leaning on the shower wall for balance. I thought I heard her sigh as I did this.

I was on my knees, ass in the air while I washed her feet in an act of adoration and worship. I imagined I looked like a sub butt slut. I loved it.

Her back and legs were thoroughly clean so I stood and positioned myself behind her. My cock was hard again and I pressed it into the soapy crack of her ass, allowing it to slide up and down in the slippery crevasse. 

I held the scrubby under the showerhead to rinse it, and added more of the gel. With my dick still firmly pressed into her silky butt crack, I nuzzled her neck while I began to wash her chest. I started just above her breasts soaping the area with the rich lather. I circled the scrubby lower until I was washing her boobs. I could feel her hard nipples catch on the net-like material of the scrubby extracting a slight mew from her lips each time it happened. Cupping each breast in a hand I marveled at the size and fullness of her breasts. They felt so good in my hands.

Removing my cock from the crack of her ass, I spun her around and assaulted her tit-flesh with my mouth. I could not get enough of her gorgeous boobs. I mauled them, pressing them together with my hands so I could suck both nipples simultaneously. Trish moaned in appreciation of the attention I was giving her body. As badly as I wanted to stay and suckle her, there was more cleaning to do.

Applying more gel to the scrubby I dropped to my knees in front of Trish, and was greeted by her semi-hard cock. With an ass cheek in my left hand and the scrubby in my right, I placed it between her legs and gently washed her perineum. I allowed Trish's cock to rub against my cheek. I felt her searching for my mouth.

Slowly working forward I began to soap her scrotum and cock, allowing the abrasive material to further arouse her. I switched places with her again allowing the shower to rinse the suds off the front of her body. I dropped the scrubby and stroked her cock, making sure it was thoroughly rinsed. 

Retrieving the scrubby I again reached between her legs, this time using it to wash each of her cheeks before sliding it up and down the crack of her ass. I crushed the scrubby into a ball and pushed it hard against her asshole as I took her glorious cock into my mouth. I continued to pressure and rub her asshole with the wadded up net as I sucked her erection. A guttural moan escaped her throat as I worked both of her sexes. I wanted her to cum in my mouth, but I could feel the water turning cold, and I knew I wouldn't be able to do it with the cold water pouring down on us.

I released her penis from my mouth and stood, pressing our genitalia together as we rinsed and kissed under the rapidly cooling spray. I allowed my finger to drop to her ass and gently stroked her butt hole.

I turned the water off without breaking our kiss.

"You didn't get to wash." she said.

"I'm fine. I'll shower later. When there's hot water." Her smile told me she understood.

Trish handed me a towel, and I dried her luscious body as sexily as I could. She took the towel from me and dried me off as well, stopping for a moment to give my cock a quick kiss and lick.

When we were both dry we went back to her bedroom. I took her face in my hands and kissed her gently on the lips. "Thank you for a wonderful time." I said with as much conviction as I could.

"I had a wonderful time too." she replied. "Does this mean you're leaving?" she asked, sounding a little insecure.

"As much as I would like to spend the entire day in bed with you, I do have some things I need to get done today."

I was still holding her face, gently stroking her cheeks with my thumbs. I gazed into her eyes. Our bodies were touching ever so slightly, her nipples scraping on my chest.

"But when I'm done, I would appreciate your company again tonight."

"Oh really?" she asked in a sarcastic tone. "And what makes you think I want to be in your company?"

I had to think about that one for a minute.

"I can only hope you want to spend tonight with me." I finally replied.

Trish pulled herself close to me, pressing her naked body against mine. She kissed me and said "I do want to spend tonight with you."

"My place. Eight o'clock. I'll text you the address."

"I'll be there." she said before kissing me again.

We dressed and walked to the front door. I gave Trish a very long, tender kiss that I hope conveyed just how much I enjoyed our night together. I strolled down the sidewalk and looked over my shoulder. She was still in the doorway watching me.

"Oh, and wear something sexy."

Trish let out a short laugh, but the huge smile on her face told me I wasn't going to be disappointed.

"See ya tonight!" she called.

When I started my car I noticed it was 11:20. I only had about 8 hours to complete all of my tasks before Trish arrived. I hoped I could pull it off.

On the way home I stopped at my favorite butcher shop and had two nicely marbled Black Angus ribeyes cut to order. My next stop would be a local grocer who had the freshest organic produce in town and a decent selection of wine. Then I was off to a local bakery for their fabulous focaccia ( I chose a tomato/basil/garlic focaccia).

With the base ingredients for the seduction menu acquired, I turned my attention to the setting for the evening.

Tina and I live in a pretty rural suburb and our house sits on around four acres of land. (We bought multiple lots when the subdivision was first opened, ensuring our privacy.) There are lots of mature hardwoods all over the property. Tina and I planted rows of blue spruce and balsam trees along all of the outer lot lines when we first built this place 18 years ago. These trees are now over twenty feet tall, and have grown together to form a natural fence. They make a good windbreak while providing excellent privacy.

I decided we would spend the evening in the quiet of our back yard. I poured an iced tea and stood on the deck trying to visualize how I would arrange the area.

There needed to be a place for us to sit and talk, and there needed to be a place for us to eat. That much I knew. And there had to be a place for me to cook. 

"Rooms without walls." I said to myself. 

I wheeled one of my charcoal grills out into the back yard and set up a folding table next to it so I had a bit of a kitchen area. Next, I moved the patio table and two chairs into the backyard, setting them up just a few feet from the grill. Two rooms were done.

From the storage shed next to the house I produced a couple of padded lawn chairs that would work well to create a 'sitting area' where we could relax before and during the cook. I added a small wood folding table between them, perfect for a wine bottle and a couple of glasses.

"Okay, third room is done." I said to no one in particular.

I searched the garage for some rope, finally finding it in the cabinet with the oil change supplies. "Did I need rope for the last oil change?" I asked myself. Strangely enough, the ladder was where it belonged.

I carried my supplies to the backyard, past the three 'rooms' I had already set up and down a mowed path that led to a little clearing that was out of sight of the main backyard area. The perimeter of the clearing was populated with bird feeders, maybe 6 or 7 in all. It was my place where I could go when I needed to be alone and just clear my head. "The Clearing", as it had become known, was not just a place, it was also something I did. "I'm going to The Clearing" I would say as I walked outside and down the little path that led to my hideaway.

Once in The Clearing, I untangled the rope, cut off a 32 foot long piece and tied the ends together. Using the remainder of the rope, I tied pieces to four different trees and in turn tied them to the first piece I had cut and tied together. By tightening each of the four pieces just right, I was able to create an 8 foot square rope frame suspended overhead where I could just reach it. "Perfect." I said. 

Back to the house, I retrieved some clothes pins and as many white sheets I could find and carried them out to The Clearing as well. I hung the sheets over the rope square and fastened them with clothes pins. It took a while to get everything evened out just so, but when I was done I hade created another room, this one defined by the curtains on three sides.

Another trip to the storage shed produced the inflatable queen size mattress Tina bought to go with the tent that never got used on the camping trip we never took. After putting some air in the mattress, I schlepped it out to The Clearing too. I placed it on the ground in the middle of the room I had created and lay down on it to test it. A little too soft. I figured it would be easier to haul the compressor out to the mattress than to schlep the mattress back to the garage.

After filling the air compressor and wheeling it out to the mattress, I inflated it to optimal firmness. I put the compressor away and got a set of bed sheets and a comforter from the linen closet, pillows from the spare bedroom, and put them on the mattress. All my 'ceiling-less bedroom' needed was candles and refreshments to be complete.

I found a bag of a hundred small votive candles that I had bought for a romantic anniversary celebration years ago and some larger pillar candles. I took them outside and placed them throughout the different 'rooms' I had created. I walked to The Clearing and placed some votives and the pillar candles on the ground along the curtain walls. I looked the area over to see if I had missed anything. Other than the food and wine it looked good. As I walked to the house I did the same for the other 'rooms', making sure I had everything in place.

I washed my hands in the kitchen sink and began to prepare the food for our meal. I trimmed and seasoned the ribeyes first and put them back in the fridge. I then sliced some zucchini, tomatoes, and onions. I tossed some seasoning on them as well and they went into the fridge. Considering the physical exertion I hoped we would occur, some fresh fruit out in the bedroom seemed like a good idea. I found various fresh fruits in the fridge, so I prepared a bowl of assorted melons, berries, and oranges. The wine was chilling, the food was prepped, and the outdoor rooms were ready. 

I looked at my watch. It was 5:30. There was time for a short nap before I needed to get myself ready so I lay down on the sofa and endured a brief fitful nap.

At 6:30 I finally gave up on getting any good sleep so I went upstairs to the master bath to get ready for the seduction. First, I shaved the two days worth of stubble from my face, then I sat on the toilet and... well... I did what you do when you sit on the toilet. 

I turned the water on in the shower and once it was warm I got in. The stream of water immediately reminded me of the erotic bathing Trish and I had done that morning, and my cock reacted accordingly. "Makes it easier to shave that way." I said to myself. 

Using the hose from the second showerhead I rinsed my rectum thoroughly. I then soaped my genitals and my ass, grabbed a razor, and made sure my cock, balls, and ass were perfectly shorn. This is something I had been doing for years. I loved the way it felt to have those areas completely hairless. In my opinion it was more hygienic, too.

When the shaving was complete I washed my body with a scrubby and some masculine shower gel, making sure any area that might be odiferous was clean.

After drying off I applied some deodorant and a couple spritzes of cologne. In the bedroom I put on a pair of boxers and a white tee shirt and dressed in a pair of black Dockers and a light blue long sleeve oxford shirt. Black socks, black cap-toes, and a black belt completed my attire. I looked myself over in the mirror. My appearance was as good as it was going to get, but I couldn't help wonder what it was that Trish saw in the paunchy middle aged man looking back at me from the mirror.

An hour or so had passed since I started to get ready. Trish would be here in about a half hour. I opened a bottle of wine and poured a small glass. I had to make sure it was OK. I put the bottle in an ice bucket and took it outside, placing it and another glass on the table between the lawn chairs.

Back inside I sipped my wine and took the ribeyes out of the fridge to allow them to come closer to room temperature. (I knew how to cook, as was evidenced by my lack of a flat stomach.)

The bowl of fruit was placed in a bowl of ice, as was a second bottle of wine (which I opened before taking outside). Grabbing two more glasses out of the cupboard, I carried the wine, fruit, and glasses out to 'the bedroom' and arranged them next to the bed. I lit the candles while there so I didn't have to do it in the heat of the moment. On the way back to the house I also lit the candles in the other 'rooms'.

I went back into the kitchen for one last check. I thought I heard a car door slam in the driveway.

I panicked. It wasn't 8:00 yet, was it Tina in the driveway? It couldn't be. She always pulls into the garage, and I would have heard the garage door open. Besides, she was over three hours away with her family. I hurried to the front door to see who was there.

A sigh of relief escaped my lips when I saw Trish walking up the sidewalk from her car.

She was stunning.

I opened the front door just as she reached for the doorbell, catching her by surprise.

"Hi Clark!" she said as she opened the screen door.

"Hi Trish. Wow.I..."

She stepped into the house, gave me an embrace and a quick kiss on the lips. "You told me to wear something sexy." she purred.

"I know, but I never could have imagined anything like this."

I took one of her hands and, lifting it above her head, encouraged her to give me a little twirl so I could get a three hundred sixty degree view of her.

Trish was dressed in a very form fitting, tightly woven, red knit cocktail dress that hugged and displayed all of her womanly curves. The front of her dress displayed just a hint of cleavage. Her slightly visible nipples told me she wore no bra. Tapering straps extended up from her chest, over her shoulders, and merged into the plunging back of the dress that exposed her beautiful back half way down to her shapely ass. Her dress clung to her firm butt, and it revealed no indication of panties. "She must be wearing a thong." I thought. The dress continued down her flat tummy and stopped just above her knees. As form-fitting as the dress was, there was no indication of 'specialness' to be seen. (I caught myself wondering how she managed to hide it.) Her legs were encased in very sheer hose that shimmered when they caught the light. She wore black closed toe heels that accentuated her calves. Trish's ensemble was completed with silver hoop earrings and an elegant silver and red-colored stone necklace.

Her face was flawlessly made up. Lightly applied darkish red eye shadow, mascara, and eye liner gave her greenish-blue eyes a smoldering, mysterious look. Her cheeks displayed a faint blush, but I don't know if the color was cosmetic. Her hair was parted on the left, just off center, and flowed to her shoulders where she had applied the slightest bit of curl. Her bangs fell to just above her perfectly formed eyebrows. Glossy color that matched her dress coated her luscious lips.

Trish had somehow managed to create a perfect blend of elegance and sexiness. Never had I been in the presence of such a beautiful woman.

I searched for the words that would convey what I thought of her look. "Trish, you are completely edible." I finally stammered.

She smiled wide at my comment, her eyes flashing. "And you look very handsome, Clark."

"Thank you." I replied. "Care for the nickel tour? I asked.

"I'd like that very much".

We held hands as I showed her around our humble home. 

Tina and I lived modestly. We did not have a large screen LCD T.V. There was no elaborate sound system or spendy home entertainment set-up. Our home was decorated with pieces that had sentimental value to us and our kids. The walls were covered in a mix of priceless family photos and inexpensive prints that Tina had acquired on any number of bargain hunting excursions. Tina had a flair for decorating, and it showed in our home. We often joked that our decorating style was "early attic". In retrospect, I realize now that Trish and Tina had comparable styles.

Trish and I strolled through the living room. She looked closely at the photos on the walls.

"Is this your wife?" she asked pointing to a picture of Tina in a one piece swimsuit taken on a vacation to the Outer Banks.

"Yes, that's Tina." I replied.

"She's very beautiful."

"In many ways." I replied.

"I would so hit that!" she chimed.

Knowing Tina's lack of sexual desire I responded "Yeah, sure. Good luck with that."

Trish looked at me with a knowing grin.

"And who are these beautiful kids?"

I pointed at one picture of our oldest and said "This is John. He's eighteen now" I pointed to another picture of our twins and told Trish "This is Ellen, and this is Mark. They're sixteen."

"Twins?" she asked with a grin.

"Yep. That was kind of a surprise."

"You have a beautiful family Clark. Yours sons look just like you, and Ellen is a dead ringer for her mom. They are both very pretty."

"Thank you. My life would be empty without them." As soon as the words left my mouth I realized they could have been hurtful to Trish, but she gave no indication they bothered her.

From the living room we walked to the dining room (Our floor plan is "semi-open", allowing one to walk from room to room) and into the kitchen. Tina and I did not skimp when we built the kitchen. I love to cook, so I had a direct hand in the design. It is large, bright, and has plenty of counter space. 

"Your home is lovely, too."

"I have very little to do with that."

I grabbed my wine glass and led Trish through the patio door to the deck and backyard.

Trish gasped as she surveyed the backyard and the preparation work I had done that day. Dusk was upon us and the flickering candle light was visible, bathing the area in a warm glow.

"You did all of this for me?" she asked, her eyes locked on mine.




My Journey Ch. 02



"Well, it's nothing rea..."

I couldn't finish my sentence because Trish's tongue was in my mouth.

"It's beautiful Clark!"

I thanked her for her compliment and suggested we sit and have a glass of wine.

Trish held my right hand with both of hers, pulling herself close to me as we walked to the sitting area I had created. I motioned for Trish to sit to the left of the table. I poured her a glass of wine and refreshed my own glass.

"To a beautiful evening and even more beautiful company." I toasted. Our glasses clinked and I joined her in my own chair.

Trish was leaning toward me in her chair, her weight on her right hip, her left leg saucily crossed over her right, toe pointed and slightly bouncing. "This is incredible Clark. How did you come up with the idea?" She sipped her wine.

"I just stood here for a few minutes looking at the yard and it came to me."

"I love it. It's so romantic!" she said. "I can't get over how beautiful everything is."

I thanked her again, and tried to steer the conversation in a different direction.

"Why don't you tell me about you. I would like to know more about the person I'm attracted to."

"Where do I start?" she asked.

After a few moments of thinking she opened herself up, telling me of her childhood in conservative rural Minnesota, her struggles with who she was, and how she decided to become the woman she is today. I paid rapt attention the entire time she spoke. I tried to imagine the mental turmoil she must have endured in making the choice to transition and live full time as a woman, and the decision to leave her family in Minnesota to begin a new life in St. Louis uncluttered by her past.

"Do you intend to complete the transition someday?" I inquired, trying to tactfully ask if she intended to reconstruct her penis into a more female form.

"My transition is complete." she answered matter-of-factly. "What about you? What made you who you are?"

It was my turn to bore her with the details of being raised on a small beef farm in very rural Missouri, my years of service in the military, technical school, and frequent job changes in search of my professional identity. I told her of mine and Tina's courtship, the start of our family, and how we ended up here. A dull story if you ask me, but Trish seemed to be genuinely interested.

"That explains some things." she said. 

I wasn't sure what it might have explained and asked "What do you mean?"

"All this. The preparation. The design. And not just what you did for tonight, but the entire yard. Who you are is reflected in all of it" she said.

Her comment humbled me, and I was unable to answer. I looked at the ground, embarrassed, and nodded.

"Are you hungry yet?" I asked.

"Famished!" she said with a huge smile.

I stood to get dinner started, grabbed the bottle of wine and held it up in a questioning manner.

"Yes, please." she said as she extended her wine glass to me. I filled it up.

I stepped over to the grill and lit the charcoal before walking to the kitchen to retrieve dinner. I emerged with hands full of steak, veggies, oil, seasoning and a cast iron skillet.

"Need any help?" she asked as she started to get out of her chair.

"I'm good. Just stay there and relax." I placed the groceries on the table by the grill and sat down next to Trish while I waited for the charcoal to light. I leaned toward Trish, moving my face to within inches of hers. It took her a second to realize what I wanted, then she smiled and leaned toward me, allowing our lips to meet. Her lips were sweet with the wine, and I gave them a quick flick with my tongue.

We sat and chatted until I saw the flames leap above the rim of the charcoal chimney. Rising from my chair I donned an apron and dumped the red hot coals into the grill. Once the coals were arranged just right, I put the cooking grate on and allowed it to get good and hot before cleaning the grate with a wire brush. The cast iron skillet went on over the coals to pre-heat. I sat down for a few more minutes and sipped my wine. I extended my glass to Trish, clinked hers and said "Thanks for coming tonight."

Her broad smile was all the response I needed.

The skillet was now hot, so I added some oil and the vegetables. They were sizzling in seconds. I gave them a quick toss to make sure they didn't stick. 

"How do you like your steak?"

"Medium rare"

Was there no fault in this woman?

I placed the ribeyes on the grate and let them cook over very high heat for two minutes, and then rotated them about 45 degrees to get those perfect diamond grill marks. Two minutes later they were flipped. I tossed the veggies again and hit them with a little of the seasoning. Another two minutes, another 45 degree rotation. I tossed the veggies again.

I was so into what I was doing I didn't notice Trish until she was behind me, her arms wrapped around my waist and her cheek pressed against my neck. This elicited a smile out of me.

"Just a couple more minutes. Why don't you have a seat at the table?" Trish took her wine and took her seat, demurely placing a napkin on her lap.

I took the steaks off the grill to rest while I made sure the vegetable ragu was done. I topped off Trish's wine before plating our meals and delivering them to the table.

"Medium rare ribeye and zucchini-tomato ragu for the lady."

"Thank you, sir." she replied.

I took my seat at the table across from her. Lifting the basket of bread from the table I offered it to her. She took a slice and placed it on her plate, as did I. I poured myself a little more wine and as I cut into my steak I heard Trish exclaim "Oh.My.God."

"Something wrong?" I asked. I could see her slowly chewing, eyes closed, head tilted slightly back.

She continued to chew and finally swallowed before saying "No! That might be the best steak I have ever tasted. And it's perfectly cooked! God, is that good!"

"Thanks." I answered, feeling quite pleased with myself.

Trish placed another piece of steak in her mouth. Once the steak was swallowed she dug into the ragu and raved about it as well.

We ate, sipped wine, chatted, and laughed throughout our meal. It really was delicious, enhanced by the company and the atmosphere.

"OK, I'm stuffed." she said before using the last bit of her bread to sop the juices from her plate and popped the bread in her mouth, just like us farm boys used to do.

Trish sat back in her chair and sipped her wine. "That was fabulous," she said, "better than anything I've had in a restaurant. Thank you."

"Da nada." I said, again eschewing her praise.

I was done too. I didn't want to be too full for the next course. I sat back and gazed at the beautiful person across from me while sipping the last of my wine.

"What?" she asked.

"Just enjoying the view."

She smiled.

"I need to get rid of some of this wine." She said. "Restroom?"

"Through the kitchen on the left." 

While Trish was relieving herself I gathered up the leftovers and dirty dishes and carried them into the kitchen. When all was put away well enough I went back outside and had a seat in my lawn chair.

I heard the patio door open as Trish emerged from the house. I turned my head toward my lovely companion and something peculiar caught my eye.

There, under her skin tight dress, her obviously erect cock rose diagonally from her crotch to her upper left thigh, obscenely outlined in the clingy fabric.

My eyes must have bugged out and it felt like my mouth was hanging open. It was watering, that's for sure. Trish smiled at my reaction and walked toward me, exaggerating the seductive sway of her hips. She continued her sexy walk until she was directly in front of me. She spread her legs and bent at the waist with her legs straight until her lips were tantalizingly close to mine. I moved to kiss her, but she moved her face to the side of my head before I got to her lips.

Her tongue probed my ear and she whispered "Consider me officially seduced." Her tongue was back in my ear for a quick lick.

Now I was hard too.

Trish stood in front of me, her legs still spread, and began to hike the bottom of her dress up her hose wrapped legs. Inch by inch her wonderful legs came into view. Then I saw the top of her stockings; a broad band of lace midway up her luscious thighs. I thought I was going to cum right then. She continued to lift her clingy dress, teasingly displaying more and more of her body. I was staring at her crotch as her scrotum came into view, and the hem continued its way over the shaft of her cock. Once the dress cleared the head of her prick, it popped away from her body, but still standing almost straight up.

With her proud cock fully exposed and her dress bunched around her waist, she placed her hands on her hips and in a sultry voice asked "Care for some dessert?"

I leaned forward in my chair, grabbed her gorgeous ass cheeks with both hands, and guided her perfect erection into my mouth.

My head bobbed and my mouth sucked on her glorious fleshy pole. It felt so natural for me to fellate this incredible creature. It was like her cock was made for my mouth.

I sucked and licked Trish's cock for several minutes until she pulled out of my mouth, took my hand and started pulling toward the house.

"Where ya goin'?" I asked.

"To your bedroom, silly."

"Not so fast, honey."

I stood and pulled her dress back down over her hips, her cock again outlined by the garment. I took her hand in mind and began leading her down the path to The Clearing. 

"The ground might be soft so be careful in those heels."

"OK. Where are we going?"

"You'll see soon enough" I replied.

As we ambled down the path the glow of the candles in the 'bedroom' started to become visible. Trish's head turned toward mine with a questioning look on her face. As we rounded the last corner the entire room came into view, the curtained walls glowing and flickering in the candle light.

"Claaaark!" she said in a loud whisper. "Oh Baby, it's beautiful!" Trish dropped my hand and entered the bedroom. She stood at the entrance and looked around at my creation. "It's perfect! And there's refreshments!"

"Do you know what the best part of tonight is, Clark?"

"What?"

"That last night wasn't a one night stand."

I closed the distance between us and we embraced. Trish immediately attacked my mouth with her lips and tongue as our bodies crushed together. My hands instinctively fell to her glorious ass and I cupped it, burying my pinkies into her pronounced clefts. Our cocks ground together.

We held each other and kissed violently for a long time. Trish's hands roamed across my back as mine groped and massaged her ass.

Trish broke my kiss and looked into my eyes. There were streaks on her cheeks where tears had rolled from her eyes and fallen on the front of her dress, darkening the fabric where they landed. "No one has ever done anything like this for me" she explained. She kissed me again. But this kiss was different. Tina had first kissed me like that the night we got engaged. It was a kiss that said "I love you", though Trish never spoke the words.

Hoping to lighten the mood a little, I pointed at the tear drops on her dress and said "Let's get you out of these wet clothes."

Trish laughed and smiled as I reached for the zipper of her dress with my right hand. I tugged the zipper down as far as it would go. The larger opening and the stretchy material allowed me to snake my hands inside and grab her firm buttocks with no impediment. Trish attacked my mouth and ground her pelvis into mine while I played with her globes.

I removed my hands from her dress, and brought them up to slide the straps off of her shoulders. Trish was biting the corner of her lower lip as she extracted her arms from the straps. Her eyes were on fire with desire as I slid the dress the rest of the way down her body. I stroked the silky casing on her legs and kissed each of her thighs at the top of her stockings. (Have I mentioned how much I like a woman in stockings?) The dress was bunched around her ankles as I crouched in front of her, her cock just inches from my mouth. I willed myself not to touch it. Trish lifted one foot as a time as I retrieved her dress from the ground. It was too beautiful to wreck.

With the dress out of the way I stood and collected Trish in my arms. I had my right arm under her knees and my left under her back. I carried her to the mattress and gently lay her down making sure she had a pillow under her head. 

She lay on the mattress like a scene out of one of my fantasies. Trish flipped her hair so it was spread out on the mattress. Still encased in the shimmery sheer stockings, her right leg was straight, her left knee drawn to the side so her foot touched her right knee. She must have kicked her shoes off as I carried her to the bed. Trish's cock was resting against her trim belly, her sagging balls concealing her love hole from my view. 

I stood at the foot of the 'bed' and began to undress. I have no idea how to be sexy, so I decided I would just undress slowly, maybe it would fool Trish. I untucked my oxford, and began unbuttoning it from the top down. Slowly, deliberately, never taking my eyes off of Trish's. With the buttons all released I removed my shirt and tossed it on Trish's dress. Next I lifted my tee shirt over my head and it joined the growing pile of garments.

I kicked my shoes off without untying the laces and loosened my belt. The button of my Dockers was next to go, and I slid down my zipper. I let go of my pants and they fell to my ankles. I lifted each foot out of the pants and removed a sock as I did. I was standing before my lover in just my boxers now. Trish's manicured nails scraped up and down the length of her cock as I slipped my thumbs in the waistband of my shorts and began to pull them down. I made sure my erection got caught in the boxers as I lowered them, and when the shorts could no longer contain my boner, it broke free and slapped against my belly. I was now naked before my shemale companion with a cock so hard it hurt.

I moved to the mattress and lowered myself to it. I lay on my side next to Trish as she continued to tease her cock. She turned her head toward me and our lips met, gently and lovingly at first, then more crushing and violent as our passion ignited. Our tongues twisted against each other, probing each others mouths. I lifted my left hand to her right breast, gently caressing the full mound and flicking her hard nipple with my thumb. 

My body jerked a little as I felt Trish's hand wrap around my cock. Her hand was cool against my skin, adding another dimension of sensation to our coupling. Her other continued to graze her erection from base to tip while we kissed and petted. Trish rolled from her back toward me and onto her left side. She let go of our cocks and draped her right leg over my thigh. I loved it when she did this. Her breasts were crushed against my chest, her whole body pressed close to mine as our cocks touched. The feeling of our genitals touching was electric and I moaned into her mouth. I moved my left hand to her ass and pulled her even closer to me, imagining if I pulled hard enough we would become one.

Trish pushed against me, urging me to my back. She lifted her right leg and straddled my hips. Our cocks were again rubbing against each other. She lowered her breasts to my mouth and I stuck my tongue out to lick her perfect boobs. I brought both hands to her chest so I could squeeze and massage the firm peaks making sure no part of them went untouched. I moved my mouth back and forth between her boobs, nipping, biting, and licking at her nipples. The whole time I lavished her tits with attention she rocked her hips against me like she was fucking an imaginary pussy, causing our cocks to slide against each other, her weight against the root of my cock. 

Trish pulled her breasts away from my mouth and replaced them with her lips on mine. She continued to rub her cock against my straining erection while she probed my mouth with her talented tongue. She pulled away from our kiss and moved her face to the side of my head. I could feel her hot breath on my neck as her mouth approached my ear. She licked and nibbled my ear lobe and she exhaled through her nose into my ear. I groaned in appreciation. She gave my ear a quick jab with her tongue and in her breathless whisper said "I'm so hot right now Baby." Again she probed my ear. "I need to feel your cock inside of me." Her wet tongue again penetrated me ear. "I need you to fuck me tonight Baby. Tell me you'll fuck me tonight."

"I'll fuck you tonight sweetheart. I promise." I managed to get out between groans as she continued her relentless assault on my most sensitive place.

With one last suck of my earlobe, Trish began to descend my body, stopping every now and then to kiss or lick some part of my anatomy. While pausing for a lick of a nipple, she grabbed my cock in a firm grasp and began to stroke it. She continued to move toward my cock, and I knew I was in for a mind blowing cock sucking.

Trish repositioned herself so she was kneeling between my outstretched legs, still pulling and tugging on my cock. She lowered her face to my manhood and sucked on the tip. Trish's hair fell around her face and my senses were so heightened I could feel every single strand as it brushed against my crotch and legs. At this point, I had been turned on for so long I didn't know if I could stop from cumming and Trish's talented tongue and mouth bathing my cock wasn't slowing my impending orgasm down. I bent my knees so my feet were flat on the mattress and spread my legs further apart. Trish continued to pump and suck my cock bringing me closer to ejaculation. 

Trish lifted her head from my crotch and looked deep into my eyes. She stuck two fingers of her right hand into her mouth and sucked them like she had just done to my cock. Her left hand continued to stroke and pull at my erection. Trish looked so erotic as she sucked her fingers. She took her fingers out of her mouth and gave me a seductive smile as she lowered her face to my cock again and began sucking. The two wet fingers that had been in her mouth were now at the entrance of my ass and I felt myself begin to open as Trish applied pressure and began sticking them inside of me. Her spit ran off my cock, down my balls, and onto her invading digits. It complete bliss to have my cock in Trish's wet sucking mouth as she filled my ass with her fingers. 

Once Trish had her fingers all the way in me she really went to town. She began sliding her fingers in and out of my ass as she applied even greater suction to my cock. Each stroke of her fingers into my ass was faster than the last and the tempo of her sucking also increased. She was working hard now, her hair bouncing up and down as she fellated me. Trish lifted her mouth off of me but didn't stop pumping her fingers into my ass. She swung her head to get the damp hair out of her face so I had a clear view of her eyes. Her hands were still pumping my cock and ass as she looked intently into my eyes and said "I want you to cum Baby. I want you to come in my mouth. I need you to last a long time when you fuck my ass Baby. Cum for me Baby, cum for me." And she lowered her mouth back onto my spear.

Her dirty talk, intense sucking, and the fingers fucking my ass combined to eliminate any remaining will I had to hold out. I stopped fighting the pleasure she was giving me and felt the aching behind my balls that told me I was going to cum.

"So close. I'm so close." I whispered. "Suck my cock Trish, make me cum."

Trish gave it all she had. I remember the slurping of her mouth on my cock and the slapping sound her hand made as she fucked my butt with her fingers. My ears started to ring as she took me over the edge.




My Journey Ch. 02



"I'm cumming!" I managed to croak just before my cock exploded in her mouth. The first jet felt so big I was surprised I didn't hear it splatter against the back of her throat. And another, and another, and another. I could feel my sphincter contracting on her fingers as my cock pulsed the last of my cum into her hungry mouth.

Trish gingerly removed her fingers from my ass and crawled back up until she was laying on top of me. She kissed me, and I could faintly taste my come on her tongue.

"You, my dear, are a very talented cocksucker." 

"Thank you. I'm a pretty good fuck too." she said playfully.

"I know that already. Did you forget about last night and this morning?"

"You know what I meant!"

I did. It was a frontier we hadn't explored yet, and as soon as I could regain some strength I'd find out how good she was.

" Refreshments?" I asked.

"I'd love some wine, thanks."

Trish rolled off of me allowing me to get out of bed. The cooler evening was apparent now as our sweaty bodies began to chill. I poured two glasses of wine and brought the fruit to the bed. Trish had slipped between the sheets hoping to fend off the chill of the night. I joined her there knowing it wouldn't be long until the sheets were off again. We reclined on our elbows with the bowl of fruit between us. Trish sipped her wine and ate some orange slices. I had some cantaloupe and watermelon with mine. 

"It's so cool to lay here in bead and be able to look up at the stars. I never would have imagined that fucking outside could be so romantic." she said.

"It is different, isn't it? The fresh air and the smell of the woods make me feel like I'm camping, like I did as a little boy. It feels kind of daring too, being naked outside and all."

"Falling star! Make a wish!" Trish shouted, startling me.

"I didn't see it so I can't make a wish."

"Too bad. Tell ya what, I'll wish for both of us." Trish paused for a moment with her eyes closed. "There, done."

"What did you wish for?"

"I can't tell! If I did, the wish wouldn't come true! Please tell me you know the rules on wishing!" Her tone was one of playful mocking.

"I do, I do. I know the rules on wishing." 

We laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation. Two grown adults making wishes on falling stars. (But it wasn't that ridiculous. On my first date with Tina, we had seen a falling star and I had wished she would spend the rest of her life with me.)

We both ate a little more fruit and finished our wine. I was ready for more of Trish, so I took her glass and set it next to the bed with mine. I sidled up next to her and slid my right arm under her neck and my left over her back. I kissed her mouth gently as I held her close to me.

"Are you ready for more, honey?" I asked.

"I am." she smiled.

We held each other and kissed for some time, exploring each other's mouths, sometimes just our tongues were in contact. I could feel the blood starting to flow to my cock and knew I'd be ready in short order.

I rolled Trish over so I was on top of her in a missionary position. I continued to kiss her while the tip of my slowly inflating cock dragged back and forth on her lower abdomen, further stimulating my arousal. Trish's luscious boobs beckoned me, so I broke our kiss and began to feast on her ample bosom. I licked, sucked, and adored her wonderful tits, all the while rubbing and caressing them with my hands. Trish seemed to have a direct connection from her breasts to her cock, because as soon as I began loving her breasts, her cock started to come to life. I thought I should probably help resuscitate it so I moved down to give her cock a little 'mouth-to-mouth'.

The sheet over us was now in the way so I threw it off knowing that we would be hot and sweaty soon. The chill of the night air kept Trish's nipples at full attention. I knelt between her legs, lifting her knees so her calves rested on my back and slurped her semi-erect cock into my mouth. 

My attempts to breathe life into her member were successful as soft cock inflated to full size in my wet, warm mouth. With her pole at full attention, I began sucking her in earnest, bobbing my head and trying to vacuum the semen right out of her body. I leisurely stoked her asshole with my middle finger while I loved her cock. The feel of her bud under my finger made me want to eat her.

I didn't want to make Trish cum with my mouth. The entire purpose of tonight's seduction was to set the mood for me to take her ass, and I wanted her to cum while I fucked her.

Trish was busy massaging her breasts while I made a meal of her cock. The combination of seeing her state of arousal and having her dick in my mouth had me hard again, and it was time to prepare for the main event.

I released her hard member and asked Trish roll over while I lifted one of her legs to assist her. Once on her knees she laid her head on a pillow, pressed her chest flat on the mattress, and, arching her back, presented her shapely backside to my appreciative eyes.

Oh how I loved the sight of her spread ass. I know I described it before, but I have to stress just how perfect I found Trish's asshole to be. This time there would be no teasing, and I immediately attacked her ass with gusto, my tongue immediately penetrating her molten core. In our current position I could see Trish's face as I ate her ass. Her eyes were closed, mouth open as if frozen in permanent surprise. I could hear small gasps in her throat as my tongue pistoned in and out of her ass-pussy. Occasionally I heard her mew and moan in response to my my oral assault. I grabbed her cock and stroked while I tongue fucked her ass. Trish began to instinctively buck her hips, fucking my hand while I ate her succulent ass.

While still stroking her cock, I slipped a finger from my other hand into her tight chute and slid it in and out. This caused Trish to become even more vocal, her moans escalating into verbal encouragement. "Oooh Baby! That's it. Fuck my ass with your finger. Give me more Baby. Finger fuck my ass!"

Being the gentleman I am I obliged her request and added another digit to the penetration. I sawed my fingers in and out of her as I continued to lick all around her tight hole and stroke her hard cock.

"You have to stop or I'm gonna cum" she said. "I want to feel your cock inside of me. Now."

"Get on your back honey. I need to see you when we do this."

I backed off and allowed Trish to reposition to her back. Her legs were splayed wide, feet in the air, displaying her delectable asshole glistening with my saliva. Her hands still caressed her breasts as I positioned my body to hover over hers. I tilted my hips so the head of my cock would rub against her willing pussy. I lowered myself to her, kissing her full lips, forcing my tongue into her mouth. Trish sucked on it, pulling it deeper into her mouth. 

I pressed my cock against her lubricated asshole more forcefully and I felt the tight ring begin to yield to the pressure. I broke our kiss so I could see the expression on her face. I wanted to watch her ass swallow my cock, but I needed to witness and remember the intimacy of the moment and her reaction to my maiden voyage into her sex.

Trish's legs wrapped around my back, the silkiness of her stockings against my back and sides caused my desire to increase exponentially. The tightening grip of her legs urged me into her. Trish's eyes were closed, and her mouth opened wider as I fed more and more of my cock into her. After what seemed like an eternity, I was all the way inside of her. The front of my legs were plastered to her ass and my nuts rested in the crack of her ass. Trish's stockinged legs held me in a vice-like grip, pulling me toward her and her toward me. Once I was bottomed out, a throaty cry escaped from Trish. "Aaaahhhh God that feels so good!"

I held myself motionless buried to the hilt inside my lover's behind. I nuzzled her neck, kissing her tender flawless skin. I moved toward her ear and whispered "You feel so good around me."

"Ooooh, Baby, you fill me up so nice. Your cock is wonderful."

"Are you ready for me to make love to you?" I asked.

Her eyes opened and she locked onto mine. Her look darted back and forth from eye to eye as if she was looking for something hidden there. She gently gripped my face with her hands and tenderly kissed me on the lips. 

"Yes Baby. Make love to me." She finally whispered.

I began to slowly and deliberately thrust my cock into her clutching ass.

The urge to pound into her and mercilessly fuck her was significant. I wanted this to be special, so my strokes remained measured and constant; a slow, comfortably paced screwing. Trish and I settled into a rhythm and she used her legs to pull herself up to meet each of my downward thrusts causing our bodies to slap together at the zenith of each thrust. For the entire duration of our coupling Trish and I gazed at one another, memorizing the moment.

Trish was breathing hard now, and her mouth was dry as she tried to swallow. Her face was flushed with passion and exertion as we made sweet love under the starry night sky.

"I'm gonna cum Baby!" she declared. Apparently my oral prep work paid off because we had only been copulating for about ten minutes.

My strokes into her body remained unchanged. I was like a machine as I drove into her over and over. Trish's legs clamped hard around me as her thrusting stopped, but mine continued.

"I'm cumming!" I looked down to see white hot syrup erupt from the tip of her cock, her asshole clamping around my shaft with each spurt. The first volley landed between her breasts, and each subsequent blast fell slightly short of the previous one, until her cum oozed and puddle just below the head of her cock.

I ceased thrusting for a few minutes so we could catch our breath and allow Trish to recover from her orgasm.

"Baby, that was so good." she said as she pulled my face toward hers for a kiss.

My thrusting had stopped, so I started flexing my pelvic muscles causing my cock to swell in her rectum. Each time I flexed, she contracted her sphincter in response. The flexing and squeezing continued while Trish and I kissed and recovered.

After a few minutes Trish broke our kiss and asked "Ready for some more?"

I didn't use my voice to answer. I was so turned on from the lovemaking we just completed and the passion shared in our kiss that I just began thrusting into her exquisite clutching ass. This time my pumping was less measured, more urgent and primal. This time I was fucking her, and I was fucking her hard. 

With each thrust my balls slapped against her ass and the impact of my hips caused her tits to bounce up and down on her chest. I lowered myself to her so there would be some friction for her cock. I felt her slippery cum against my torso, and the pool of semen by her cock gave some lubrication for it to slide between our bodies. Trish held me close with her arms and locked her legs together around my waist.

I was very close to cumming, and I felt Trish's entire body start to tense under and around mine. It was almost like she was having a seizure, but there was no shaking or convulsing. Every muscle in her body seemed like it was cramping all at once, including the muscular ring around my cock. I was being squeezed so hard it made thrusting difficult. Trish's cock was producing a constant stream of fluid that oozed between our bodies. She was gasping for breath and had a look of ecstatic terror on her face. Obviously this was some type of mega-orgasm, and it pushed me over the edge.

I exploded inside of her, my cum splattering wildly all over her insides. I tried to time my thrusts with each pulse of my cock but couldn't. I was sweating, panting, and not in control of my body as I had the most intense orgasm of my life.

I collapsed on top of her and immediately rolled to my right, pulling her with me so I would crush her in my weakened physical state. My cock lost its purchase in her ass and slipped out. We clung to each other, each gripping the other as if letting go would mean a terrifying fall to our deaths. We were both breathing heavy, panting, completely drained by our most recent orgasms. 

Neither of us said a word.

Speaking right then would have cheapened what we just experienced. We simply held each other, our sighs and touches saying all that needed to be said.

In time our breathing and heart rates returned to normal. Our panic-like grip on one another began to relax, morphing into a tender embrace between two lovers. When I had regained a portion of my senses, I began to slowly stroke Trish's back. I was concerned by how violently she came, I moved so I could see her face and whispered "Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I think so."

I pulled the sheet and comforter over us. We snuggled.

"You scared me." My voice conveyed my obvious concern for her.

"I scared me too" she answered.

I kissed her lips, hoping it was one of those kisses that said something big.

"Is that a pretty common thing with you?" I asked, genuinely curious.

"Unh unh. Never happened before."

We were both quiet for a very long time. We looked at each other, each studying the others eyes and expressions, trying to get a read on their lover's thoughts. Every once in a while our lips met for a brief kiss.

"I'm I in love love you with Clark you Trish" we said, our confessions overlapping.



My Journey Ch. 03



This is the third installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 and 2 first. Thank you to all who read my first two submissions and provided feedback.

I have some ideas for a fourth chapter, and could take the story in a number of directions. Let me know where you might like to see the story go, and I'll take your ideas into consideration.

I hope you enjoy reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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Trish seemed shocked, although I don't know if it was because of her confession or mine.

I was shocked by both of them to be honest with you. I shocked myself with my profession of love for this beautiful woman who I had known for only a month or two. She shocked me with her same proclamation, her confession of love for a plain, undistinguished, middle aged man.

Words failed me at that point, and all I could do was to pull Trish close to me and hold her tightly. Our cheeks were pressed together and I inhaled the smell of her hair and the scent of the perfume on her neck. My hand lovingly stroked her back as I reveled in the feel of having this gorgeous woman in my arms.

"I love you, Trish." I finally whispered in her ear.

"I love you too" she breathed in return, the emotion in her small voice apparent.

Without another word I released her from my embrace, climbed out of bed, and gathered her near naked form in my arms. Trish squealed as I lifted her from the mattress and flung both of her arms around my neck. I held her with my left arm under her back and my right arm under the backs of her stocking cased knees. Once I was certain I had a secure grip on her, I began walking down the mowed path toward the house with her mouth lovingly affixed to mine the entire time. Both of us were still very naked. I carried her across the deck, into and through the kitchen, up the stairs to the master bedroom.

Before I could place her on the bed, she pulled hard with her arms to support her own weight while moving her right leg out of it's position on my arm until it was wrapped around my left side. I released her left leg which she wrapped around my right side. I was enveloped in the sensual feel of the silk of her stockings on my bare flesh. She was now straddling me, her legs locked together at the ankles while I supported her weight on my pelvis. My hands were now free and they moved without thought to the cheeks of her glorious ass. I palmed each cheek and pulled her closer to me as she continued to devour my mouth and tongue with hers. My grip on her backside pulled her cheeks apart causing her to exhale an excited, audible breath.

I turned and approached the bed until I felt the side of the mattress on the front of my legs. I bent over and lowered Trish to the soft foam. My body never lost contact with hers, her mouth never left mine.

Trish began to move her body to the center of the bed. I followed, climbing on the bed as she moved so as not to lose contact, until her head was on the pillows. Her legs were spread wide now and I was between them, a position that was becoming quite familiar. I so wanted to make love to her beautiful ass again, but decided that the right thing to do would be to just hold her and caress her. I climbed out from between Trish's soft thighs and silk sheathed legs. I pulled down the covers, Trish lifted her butt to allow the bedding out from under her. She quickly slid her legs between the sheets and pulled the covers up. I joined her between the sheets, sliding as close to her as possible. Our legs assumed their familiar entwined position.

Trish's head rested on my left bicep, her right arm folded between us gently touching my chest, her left arm over my side as I tenderly stroked her cheek with the back of my fingers. Her smile was radiant, her eyes sparkled like finely cut gems.

"Thank you for making tonight the most beautiful night of my life Clark" she said, and tenderly kissed my lips.

I could not find the words to answer her. It was one of the most beautiful nights of my life too. Her words triggered a reaction in me, and I became emotional. Tears began to well up, eventually surpassing the ability of my eyes to hold them. Great drops of the salty water rolled down my cheeks and soaked into the linens.

I inhaled sharply through my suddenly runny nose and released a short, embarrassed laugh "Huh!"

"You're crying" Trish said in a very touching tone.

"Yeah" I sniffed again. "Sorry."

"Is everything OK? What's wrong?" she asked.

"There's nothing wrong, honey. I haven't felt appreciated in a long time, and for you to tell me how special tonight was for you... and I guess... I'm just a little... I'm overwhelmed. That's all" I sniffed again, the water works turned off, and I looked into the smiling eyes of my lover. I wiped the remaining tears out of my eyes and off my cheek and nose.

"I'm sorry" I apologized again.

"Oh baby! There's nothing to apologize for!" Her words comforted me. "I think it's sexy that you'd show your emotions like that in front of me."

"Thanks" I mumbled, still embarrassed. "It's just..." I struggled to explain all the emotions I was feeling. "I didn't expect this to happen. I mean, once I saw just how beautiful of a person you are, I figured you'd want nothing to do with me, and you'd be gone. I was ready to be disappointed" I sniffed. "I wasn't ready for this."

"I wasn't expecting this either. Kim and I talked after she told me about you. She said you were a great guy, and you'd be good to me, but I figured you'd be like most of the guys I meet, regardless of what she said. You'd probably suck my tranny cock and fuck my tranny ass for a cheap thrill and you'd never call again. But when it took a month for you to even meet me, I got scared."

"Why would that scare you?"

"Because I knew that you wanted to know me, and THAT'S when hearts get broken."

"So why did you even go through with meeting me?"

"Because in that month before we met, I got to know you well enough to realize that the thought of not meeting you was more frightening than meeting you."

We embraced again and slept the sleep of the sated.

As is my habit I woke early, around 6:30 the next morning. I started a pot of coffee and went outside to start cleaning up from the previous night's festivities and put things away. The patio table and chairs were placed back on the deck, the grill and table were put away, and I started carrying items from the 'bedroom' to the garage and shed. As I walked down the path I saw Trish sitting on the deck, her feet on the step leading to the yard. She was wearing the blue oxford I wore last night, sleeves rolled up and the top few buttons undone showing just enough skin to cause my gaze to linger. The tail of the shirt hung between her legs covering her penis from my view. Trish had showered already, and her hair was damp, strands clinging to her freshly washed face. Even without makeup Trish's face was radiant. Not nearly as sexy as the night before, but still girl-next-door beautiful nonetheless. She was holding a mug of coffee, and a second mug of the steaming black liquid sat on the deck next to her.  

"You're at it early" She called across the yard.

"I wanted to get this out of the way so I didn't have to worry about it."

"Need any help?" she offered.

"Nope. Just about done. Relax and enjoy your coffee."

"Why don't you take a break and join me."

Who could refuse an offer like that? I placed the bowls I was carrying on the deck, grabbed the mug of coffee and had a seat on the deck next to her, our thighs touching. Before taking a sip of my coffee I leaned over and gave her lush lips a quick kiss. The smell of Tina's shampoo caught my nose.

"Good morning" I said.

"Good morning" she replied with a smile before turning and kissing me. Trish's right hand rested on my cheek as we kissed, our tongues barely flicking at each other.

We sipped our coffee together as the sun began to heat the backyard. When I finished mine I told her to just sit there for a few minutes while I finished what I was doing. I made a couple more trips to the 'bedroom' gathering her shoes, the candles, sheets, mattress and all the other items I used the previous night to seduce my transsexual lover.

It took about twenty minutes for me to finish putting things away. Trish refreshed her coffee once while I worked, otherwise she sat and watched me, a bemused smile on her face. As I carried the last arm load to the shed, Trish asked "What do you want to do today?" I didn't answer her. Instead I went to the shed and put the last of the items away. I closed and latched the shed door, and walked back to Trish, still sitting on the deck. I walked with purpose directly at her. Trish saw the look on my face and placed her coffee on the deck. When I reached her I pushed on both of her shoulders, forcing her to her back and said "This." Spreading her knees wide I knelt on the step in front of her, lifted the shirt she wore and proceeded to make love to her beautifully sculpted cock with my mouth. Trish released a heavy sigh, and started stroking my head and face with her fingertips while I lapped and slurped at her cock.

Trish's cock felt luxurious in my mouth. Pleasuring her orally was quickly becoming one of my favorite acts. My left hand wrapped around her velvety hard shaft and pumped while my right hand found it's way between her legs, seeking out her balls. My hand found her smooth sack contracted and tight. I gently massaged her scrotum before extending my thumb and using it to pet and stroke her asshole causing Trish to react. Her hips started to slowly thrust, helping her cock slide in and out of my mouth.

"Oooooh!" she cooed. "Oh Baby, that's it, suck my cock! Yes!"

I focused on sucking the swollen tip of her spear while my hand continued to masturbate her shaft. My thumb strummed across her tight hole in time with my pumping hand.

"You suck my cock so good Baby!"

I don't know how long I blew Trish's cock, but soon her gentle stroking of my head and face became a more forceful gripping and the thrusting of her hips became more urgent and penetrating. She was fucking my mouth now, and I knew she was going to cum.

"I'm gonna cum Baby! I'm gonna cum in your mouth! Suck my cock Baby, swallow my cum!"

Her creamy spunk shot into my mouth. I popped my thumb in and out of her ass as she came, causing her to squeal with delight. She continued to thrust her hips as I sucked on her engorged glans. I kept my mouth on her cock until her thrusting slowed. I lifted my face from her cock and made an exaggerated show of swallowing her cum. She tasted so good.

Trish sat up and grabbed my face with both hands and pulled me to her for a passionate tongue kiss.

"You're turning into a helluva cocksucker" Trish said with a devilish grin. "Are you sure I'm your first?" she teased, smiling widely. I returned her kiss, stroking her mouth with my tongue.

"So, you didn't answer my question. What are we going to do today?"

"Did you have something in mind?"

"I thought we could grab some brunch..."

"I'm a little full" I said sarcastically, resulting in a punch on the shoulder and a "Smartass" reply from her.

"...And after seeing your landscaping skill, I thought you might like to help me get started on a little project in my backyard." Trish took on a little girl tone and said "After all, I'm just a girl and I need a big, strong man to operate the shovel." She accentuated "big, strong man" with a firm rub of my erection.

"Sure! That'd be a nice way to spend the day together."

Trish picked up her shoes and we walked hand in hand to the bedroom. I stripped down to take a shower while Trish put her clingy red dress on, not bothering to conceal her cock causing a little lump in the front of the garment.

Trish gave my semi-hard cock a couple of strokes and kissed me goodbye. "I'll let myself out. Come over as soon as you're ready."

"OK. See you in a little bit."

I watched Trish's ass as she sashayed out the bedroom. "I wonder if I'll get some of that later" I crudely thought to myself.

In the shower I cleaned myself out and shaved my genitals and ass again.

Once I dried off I dressed in a pair of nylon athletic shorts (sans boxers), one of my ratty work tee shirts and a pair of beater running shoes. After all, I was going to work. I grabbed a baseball cap on the way out the door.

When I arrived at Trish's little bungalow an hour later she met me at the door dressed much like me, except she made it look good. She was obviously braless under her tee as I could see the outlines of her nipples and aureoles through her shirt.

Trish had prepared coffee, bagels, and some scrambled eggs for brunch.

"I guess the protein I had earlier wasn't enough?" I joked.

This resulted in a brisk slap across my left shoulder. "God! You are such a smartass!"

We shared a sincere laugh before sitting down to enjoy the humble yet tasty meal Trish had prepared.

I helped Trish clear the table before we headed out into the warm September sun.

The work in the backyard involved building a low, raised flower bed around a small maple tree. The project wasn't all that difficult for two people. It didn't take me long to realize that she, like me, wasn't wearing anything under her shorts. Seeing brief evidences of the dick in her shorts all day kept me on the verge of an erection and made time pass quickly. After all, I hoped to enjoy Trish's luscious body later. What better motivation was there?

With the last cap stone placed, we wiped the sweat from our brows and surveyed our completed project.

"That looks really nice" Trish said as she looked at the finished bed. "Good call on not centering the tree, Clark."

"Thanks, and your idea of a kidney shape fits way more better in the yard than round would have."

"'More better'. Nice use of English, Clark" She chided.

Trish went to the kitchen and poured us lemonade. We relaxed on her porch swing and cooled down from our day of physical exertion.

"Thanks for your help today."

"I can't think of a better way to spend a Sunday. I'm surprised at how much it changes the look of your yard."

"I know! It looks so much more... it's... it's..."

"Manicured" I interrupted.

"Yeah. Manicured." Trish closed the distance between our bodies, closed her eyes and pressed her lips to mine. "I had a great time today."

"So did I."

"I would like to pay you for all of your hard work today..." she breathed in my ear, plunging her tongue into the canal, emphasizing 'hard'. "...but I don't have any money. I guess I'll have to let you do whatever you want to my body as an IOU" she said while lifting her tee shirt over her head, exposing her naked torso to my hungry eyes. Again her mouth was at my ear, her breath chilling the area she had wet previously as the tips of her breasts poked my chest. Trish had learned early on that I was unable to resist her, that I turned to putty, when she tongued and licked my ears. She was leveraging this knowledge now as she tongue fucked my ear and wantonly whispered "Let's go take a shower."

Trish and I spent the rest of the evening making love to each other. We sixty-nined. She took me. I took her. We kissed, we held each other, we laughed, we cemented our relationship as lovers.

Over the next week we spent as much time together as possible before Tina and the kids came home. Our last evening together before my family returned was melancholy, as we both knew it would be increasingly difficult for us to be together once Tina was back.

Tina had started a fall semester class at the local Community College every Thursday evening (she was studying to become a Master Gardener) and I thought this would be a weekly opportunity for Trish and I to hook up for more than an hour or two. The next time I saw Trish I mentioned the idea to her. Her response was disappointing.

"I can't Clark. I need to renew my CCNA certification and the classes are on Thursday nights. I'm sorry, there's just no way I can change it."

I put an exaggerated fat-bottom-lip-little-boy-pout on my face. Trish laughed at the over the top display and said "Oooh, poor Baby. Did my answer disappoint you? Here, let mommy Trish suck your cock and make you feel all better."

Oh, I was still disappointed, but I always felt better after Trish sucked my cock dry.

When I had cum in her mouth, Trish quickly pressed her open mouth to mine and fed me my own semen. We snowballed it back and forth, each of us getting to swallow some.

Trish and I continued our affair, seeing each other when we could. We would sneak away from work at lunch to engage in a quicky wherever possible. Sometimes we would leave work early to spend a few hours pleasuring each other at her house.

My relationship with Tina began to devolve. Now that I was being sexually fulfilled by my shemale lover, I didn't even bother trying to get Tina to engage in sex with me. I was finally done with the once a month pity fucks and decided the inadequacy I felt each time Tina rejected my sexual advances was no longer worth enduring. Don't get me wrong, I love Tina and I enjoy making love to her, but during this period, I didn't like her very much.

Tina must have realized that I hadn't pestered her for any sex in over two months. [I used to ask her almost every day "Hey, wanna lick my weiner?" or "Wanna go paint the bedroom?" (our inside joke code for having sex), or "Wanna get kinky?" (my code for wanting to be pegged). Those lines would invariably bring a smile to Tina's face, but her answer was always "Not now, thanks for asking" or any other number of excuses.] I didn't say those things anymore. Why should I when Trish was doing all of those things?

"Everything OK?" she asked one November night while we watched TV. Tina was never one to openly ask for, or discuss, sex, but I knew what she was getting at.

"I'm fine" I answered confidently, without hesitation. The look of doubt (or was it guilt?) on her face told me she was not convinced.

We went to bed that night separated by what may as well have been a gaping canyon.

Thanksgiving and Christmas came and went. (I gave Trish a dozen homemade coupons redeemable for various acts of intimacy, massages, even one that would require me to be blindfolded and tied to the bed. I knew that was a dangerous coupon, but thought it might be fun.)

Spring arrived, the snow was gone, the trees began to bud and the flowers bloomed. Tina and I had not been intimate for over six months, and it didn't seem to bother her one bit. I thought she might be having an affair, but I didn't care. I was having one and didn't miss Tina's pussy much at all.

Tina was still taking her Thursday night class, but Trish's CCNA classes were over. Trish called me at work and asked me to meet her at her house. "I need a really good, looong, sloooow fuck Clark. Care to oblige me?" her voice groaning in desire.

I did not need to be asked twice.

I went home from work had dinner with the family. Once Tina left for her class I ran to the master bath to shower. Trish and I hadn't had an extended session in months, and I was really looking forward to tonight. I shaved and made sure my ass was squeaky clean. I threw on a pair of jeans and a polo, told the twins I was heading out for awhile, and drove straight to Trish's. I called her once I was in the car to tell her I was on my way.

Trish met me at the door in an emerald green satin bra and panty set with a pair of black stay up stockings like the ones she wore the night I seduced her.

She was ravishing.

Trish's hard cock was clearly outlined by the tight fabric of her panties. She was clearly anticipating tonight as much as I was.




My Journey Ch. 03



Trish closed the door and was on me like white on rice. She plastered her body to me, grinding her member against mine as her tongue thrashed wildly in my mouth. I can't remember the last time she was this turned on.

I pulled her body tight to mine as our mouths continued to mash together. I lowered a hand to her shapely ass and squeezed one of her plump ass cheeks. Trish broke our kiss.

"I'm so glad you're here. I love you, and I can't wait to feel you!"

I kissed her again and moaned "I love you too!"

Trish dragged me to her bedroom and had me stripped in seconds. She pushed me back on the bed and aggressively climbed on top of me. She used her body to direct me to position myself with my head on the pillows, so I did.

Trish was rock hard now, and she repositioned her cock so the head and two or three inches of it poked above her panties. She was so turned on it was already glistening.

My lover lay back on top of me and began to kiss me with her open mouth and probing tongue. Trish climbed my frame until she was straddling my hips. The silky feel of her stockinged thighs against my sides was glorious. She took each of my hands in hers and stretched them out, pinning them to the mattress as she rocked her hips back and forth on my cock, using it to stimulate her perineum. Her head was thrown back as she ground against me and my eyes were closed in pleasure.

Before I could comprehend what was happening, Trish had released my hands and cuffed both of my wrists to her headboard. She planted a sloppy tongue kiss on my mouth and with an evil smile walked over to her dresser, picked up a card and held it up for me to read.

It was the bondage coupon I had given her for Christmas.

"I have been waiting months for this present!" she said, absolutely excited.

I could only blush as I realized my predicament.

Trish secured my feet to the foot of the bed with straps as I watched her practically skipping around the room in unbridled glee.

I was secured to the bed spread eagle. Trish climbed on the bed and straddled me again. She had a black blindfold in her hands and was about to place it over my eyes.

"Wait" I pleaded. "Take your bra and panties off before you blindfold me. I want to see you."

Trish reached behind her and unfastened the clasps of her bra. She leaned forward and let the satin piece fall forward. She sat back up and removed the dainty garment from her body. All I could do was stare at her breasts as my mouth watered. Trish then stood on the bed between my legs and pulled her panties down her toned legs. She kicked the panties to the floor. Once they were gone she placed a foot on either side of my hips and her hands on her waist. She was teasing me. My eyes roamed her body from her sparkling greenish-blue eyes, across her proud breasts, and down to her magnificent, hard cock. God how I wanted her.

Trish sat back down, this time straddling my chest, her cock pointing at my chin. She placed the blindfold over my eyes, securing the Velcro fasteners around my head. Trish gave the blindfold a couple of tugs to make sure it was firmly in place.

I was unable to see, and unable to move. I did feel Trish get off the bed. I heard her leave the room and close the door behind her. I was all alone with an achingly hard cock and could do nothing about it.

I was alone for what I figured to be about fifteen minutes when the door opened and closed again. I could hear Trish moving about the room but could not tell what she was doing.

Then I felt her weight on the bed again. She was kneeling between my legs. Was she going to go down on me? Her hand grasped my cock and began to stroke it, agonizingly slow.

"Are you ready to have your world rocked?"

"God yes!"

"Good."

I felt drops of a cool liquid landing on my swollen cockhead. Trish's hand swirled over the tip of my cock, smearing the drops all around the head. More liquid followed and she spread it around my shaft. I heard the container being snapped shut. Trish straddled my hips again. Reaching behind her she guided the head of my pole to the opening of her ass and began to push back, allowing my cock to slip into her tight asshole.

She made a slow, controlled descent until her cheeks were pressed against my thighs and I was all the way inside of her.

Trish lowered her face to mine and gave my lips quick licks with her talented tongue.

She raised and lowered her hips once and again rested her cheeks on my legs. She pressed her lips to mine and snaked her tongue between my lips.

Trish's hips rose and fell again. This time her lips and tongue were on my nipples. She nibbled on the hardening nubs.

Once again Trish lifted her hips until just the head of my cock was inside of her, and fell back on my cock, impaling herself on my flesh. This time her face was by my left ear. I could feel her hot breath in my ear and on my neck. Her tongue flicked at my ear lobe, her hips rose and fell again. She pressed her lips right against my ear.

"I am going to blow your fucking mind." And her tongue squished into my ear. My hips involuntarily drove up into her as I reacted to her lingual intrusion.

Trish began to fuck her ass with my cock. It was still slow and measured but faster than before.

Every time Trish felt like I was enjoying things too much, she would stop moving and hold me inside of her, squeezing me with her sphincter.

She humped me a couple more times, and then I was no longer inside of her. My hips instinctively began to thrust, searching for her, but her clutching ass was nowhere to be found. She was still on the bed, but was keeping her sweet hole away from me.

Trish stood, and stepped toward my head. She lowered herself to me again, straddling my chest. I felt her hard cock on my chin. I opened my mouth and extended my tongue, hoping to get her cock in my mouth. She kept moving it out of reach, and I heard a stifled giggle come from her.

I'm glad she found it amusing.

Sensing my frustration she finally slipped her erection past my lips and allowed me to suck on the flared head. Trish began to thrust her hips, so I held still and let her use me as she fucked my mouth. I wanted the restraints gone so I could hold it, stroke it and adore it!

Again her cock was gone, and this time she was too. Trish got off the bed and padded across the room. I heard the door open, and quietly close. I was alone again.

This time Trish was gone for over half an hour, and I heard excited voices coming from elsewhere in the house. What the fuck!? She was watching a game show on TV while I was bound to her bed? "That's the last time she gets a bondage coupon" I said to myself.

Eventually the door opened again and Trish came back into the bedroom. I felt her get on the bed. She stood over my head and lowered herself to me, working her calves under my bound, outstretched arms. Once she was situated she lowered her clean, hairless pussy to my face.

A pussy? Where's her cock?

I didn't have much time to think as the woman sitting on my face began working her wet gash against my mouth. Trish and I had never discussed a threesome, so this turn of events caught me totally off guard.

The woman on my face positioned her pussy so all I could do was lick her clit. I was delighted to find a tiny barbell through her pieced clitoral hood. I licked and sucked her clit. I didn't care whose it was. I was starved for sex and I wanted to please this woman, hoping it would bring me some pleasure.

My ministrations on her clit had brought her to the point of orgasm. She moved her pussy over my mouth as she came. I opened my mouth, stuck my tongue into her dripping wet slit, and was met with a thick, viscous fluid flowing into my mouth.

I had just eaten cum from this unknown woman's pussy.

I swallowed it hungrily. I had come to love eating Trish's cum, and this cum was very similar.

"You are officially a cum slut" I thought to myself.

I continued to lap at this anonymous pussy on my face. I hadn't had sex with a genetic woman in over half of a year. I had never eaten a bald pussy. The feeling of her labia around my tongue was foreign yet familiar. I realized that I had missed eating pussy, and that I really, really liked eating a bald pussy.

The blindfold was viciously ripped from my face. The bright lights in the bedroom caused me to close and shield my eyes. As my eyes adjusted to the light I looked up at the woman who was sitting on my face and saw Tina.

The look on her face was one of triumph, disgust, rage, hurt, and probably a thousand other emotions.

"Since you love Trish's cum so much, I thought you might like to try it served a different way" her voice dripped with contempt.

Tina held an iPad in front of her where I could see the video that played on it.

Trish and I were in a sixty-nine on this very bed. I could hear myself begging her "Give me your cum Trish. Cum for me. I love your cum!" At that moment Trish's cock exploded in my mouth. The video did not lie. I hungrily swallowed every drop.

The video stopped. Tina placed the iPad on the bed. I was still staring where Tina had held the device and didn't see her right hand raining down toward me.

SLAP!

Tina landed a stinging blow to my left cheek. "THAT'S FOR CHEATING ON ME YOU FILTHY LITTLE COCKSUCKING SLUT!!" she screamed.

Before I could react her left hand delivered an equally firm blow to my right cheek.

SLAP!

"AND THAT'S FOR KEEPING HER FROM ME YOU GREEDY FUCKING ASSHOLE!!"

My mind had not even begun to digest what had just happened when Tina slid down my body and impaled herself in one motion on my cock. Her pussy was wet and sloppy, just like it was after fucking her with a dildo.

The combination of my state of arousal and the delicious feeling of her well used snatch caused me to cum in just a couple of minutes. I pumped a huge load of juice into her pussy.

How the fuck had this happened? How in hell did she find out about Trish and me, and why had I eaten Trish's girl-cum out of Tina's pussy?

I'm sure those questions would be answered soon enough, but apparently we weren't done yet. The handcuffs on my wrists were removed. Trish walked to the foot of the bed and released the restraints on my legs. Trish grabbed my ankles and pulled me away from the headboard. Tina had spun around to straddle my face with her pussy. She lowered herself to my mouth and I devoured her well fucked snatch. Trish's tongue was in my ear briefly and in a very excited whisper asked "Is your mind blown yet?" I couldn't answer.

Her smile conveyed nothing but lust as she backed away from me and got on the bed, positioning herself on her knees behind my wife. Trish's scrotum was in my face as she pressed her she-cock into my wife's pussy.

This was all so very well planned that it almost seemed rehearsed.

Both of the women moaned as Trish's cock burrowed into Tina. Once Trish bottomed out, Tina began to lick at my cock. She wasn't very focused as Tina's pole began to stroke in and out of the velvety flesh of Tina's pussy.

Trish's plunging cock filled Tina, and displaced the cum that I had deposited there moments ago. It now dribbled out of Tina in thick globs, onto my tongue and into my mouth. I swallowed every drop of our combined fluids.

Trish was pulling Tina's hips towards her own as she gave my wife a serious jack-hammering, her balls slapping on my nose and face. She pulled her cock out of Tina just long enough to look me in the eye and asked "How 'bout now? Have I blown your mind yet?" She had, but I couldn't answer. I had a mouthful of pussy after all. Trish slammed her prick back into Tina's folds and again mercilessly pounded her gash. I licked at the fleshy spike where it penetrated my wife's body.

The sexual energy in the room was palpable and it was having an effect on Trish. I had been with her long enough to know when she was going to cum, and Trish was there.

I released my oral death grip on Tina's clit and sucked Trish's balls into my mouth just as she unloaded her honey into Tina's vagina. Trish's thrusting slowed in rate and intensity, her cock was ultra-sensitive after cumming.

Eventually Trish's cock softened and fell out of Tina's pussy. I greedily sucked it into my mouth, cleaning the juices of both of my lovers off her flaccid penis.

I was right back to Tina's pussy, licking and sucking as much of Trish's sweet honey as I could get. When I couldn't get anymore, I focused on Tina's clit. I sucked her nub into my mouth and rolled my tongue around it.

When Tina came, the honey Trish left gushed from her gaping pussy and into my mouth. I had swallowed two of Trish's loads without her ever cumming in my mouth.

Tina was spent so she turned around and laid on my right. Trish laid down on my left.

I turned my head toward Tina. "I'm sorry" was all I could croak out between my deep breaths.

"I know" she said.

Tina was mindlessly playing with my chest hair when Trish got up, knelt between my legs and shouted at both of us "ARE YOUR FUCKING MINDS BLOWN YET?"

I looked deeply into Trish's eyes and said "YES!" Tina didn't answer. After all, she was in on it.

I sat up and rested my back on some pillows. I crossed my legs at the ankles, and folded my arms across my chest. My eyes shifted back and forth between Tina's and Trish's. Finally I settled on Tina's brown eyes and asked "How did you figure it out?"

"I didn't, actually." Her answer surprised me. Surely I had fucked up and left some evidence somewhere. "If it hadn't been for Trish I never would have known you were up to anything."

I could see in Tina's eyes that she was telling the truth so I moved my attention to Trish.

"Care to explain?"

"It's a long story."

"I've got nothing else to do."

"Do you remember that first Saturday night at your place?"

"Yes."

"Well, when you gave me the "nickel tour" and showed me pictures of your family, do you remember what I said when I saw the pic of Tina in the swimsuit?"

"I....no, I don't."

"I said 'I would so hit that!' Do you remember what you said?"

"Yeah... I said 'Good luck with that'"

"You were trying to be funny but I took it as a challenge. You see, Kim had wanted to bed Tina for the longest time, but Tina was never receptive of her subtle passes, so Kim let it go. I'm not like that. I don't give up so easily. I found myself very attracted to her physically just from that pic. On Sunday when I left I noticed the calendar on the refrigerator. I snooped a little and saw Tina had enrolled in a Master Gardener class at the CC. So I called and got enrolled too. On Thursday nights."

"So the CCNA class was a ruse."

"Yep. If I hadn't decided to pursue Tina, we would have had Thursday nights together every week. So, where were we?

"Oh yeah! I already knew what Tina looked like, I knew her name, I knew where she would be every Thursday, and we had two common interests: Gardening and you. I knew it would be only a matter of time until she was mine.

"The first night of class I stayed away from Tina until class was over. I approached her and complimented her on the knowledge she already had on the subject. We introduced ourselves that night, and I held Tina's hand just a millisecond too long, and gazed into her eyes just a little too intently. I planted a seed.

"The next week when I got to class Tina was already there. I walked up to her and asked if it would be OK if I sat next to her."

"I said it would be OK. Something about her from the previous week intrigued me. Sorry! Go on" Tina interjected.

"I told her again that I was very impressed by what she knew about plants and gardening and that I hoped it would rub off on me!

"After class ended I followed Tina around, listening to her discuss her plants and flowers with other students and the teacher. I learned more from listening to her than I did in the class itself. Your wife is a very intelligent woman Clark."

"That's not news to me" I said.

"So when the crowd began to thin, I asked Tina if she would like to join me for a cup of coffee. I was delighted when she accepted! There is a quaint little coffee shop just down the street from student parking that kept your cup full and hot, so we walked there for some coffee.

"We took a window table for two and had a seat. I questioned Tina on where she had gotten all of her gardening knowledge while we sipped our coffee. She was pretty open with me about plants and things. She described for me how hard the two of you worked to create that piece of heaven you call a backyard, and that at first nothing came easy. We laughed like crazy when she described how, despite both of your best efforts, only one hosta survived the first summer. Even I can't kill a hosta!

"Anyhow, it became our routine to stop for coffee after every class."

Tina piped in "Trish is very physical. She would sometimes touch my hand while we talked, or press her body against me when she asked me a question in class. Each week her touches became more lingering and intimate, and soon she was hugging me when we said goodbye before going to our cars. One night she gave me a quick kiss on the lips when she hugged me, I wasn't ready for that and I stiffened a little, but Trish just smiled and said she'd see me next week. It didn't seem to bother her at all.

"But like Trish said, 'a seed was planted'. You seemed to have lost interest in me and I enjoyed the attention I was getting from Trish. The next time we had coffee after class, I returned Trish's little kiss on the lips with a slightly longer one of my own. Her hand dropped and caressed my butt during that kiss, and Trish extended our kiss even more.

"Things changed after that night. We talked less about gardening, and more about things friends talk about -- kids, jobs, life in general. I had noticed the large ring on her finger and asked about her fiancée. She looked at her ring and said 'I just wear that to keep the undesirables away'. 'So no guy?' I asked her. She said she was in a wonderful romance with someone but was waiting to see where it was going to go. Trish told me the sex was incredible, and that her man treated her with dignity, respect, and was very responsive to her needs. I told her she was a lucky girl. Trish said 'You are too, Tina. You have a husband, good kids, a home. What more could you want?' I said 'A good screwing would be nice' which caused us both to laugh uncontrollably."

"I was pretty sure she was mine at that point" Trish interrupted. "We walked back to our cars and we hugged. This time I kept my arms around her and moved my head so I could see her. I gave her a quick kiss like she had done a week earlier but continued looking into her brown eyes. I leaned back in and gave her a longer, more sensual kiss and squeezed her ass with both hands."

Tina said "That kind of caught me off guard, but I have to admit I liked it."

"So that was how we ended our Thursday nights. Until February anyway. It was really cold after class one night, and instead of going for coffee at our usual haunt I suggested that Tina come to my place.

"We sat at the table, sipped some coffee and chatted. I showed her around the house and we wound up in my bedroom" Trish said as she took over. "I risked it all right then and there when I took Tina in my arms and kissed her full on the lips. Her hands went behind me, one to the back of my head and one on my shoulders as she kissed me back. I was shocked when I felt her tongue on my lips!"

"Clark, I have to tell you, it was so HOT to kiss another woman like that, especially one as pretty as Trish. We stood there in the bedroom and made out like teenagers. It felt like hours passed" Tina confessed. "I finally told Trish I had to go before you or the kids figured out something was up."

Trish continued "This became our new routine. We'd come here and make out for a while after class.




My Journey Ch. 03



"I had to make my move and finish this seduction. After class the first week of April we came back here and went to the bedroom and started making out like we had been doing. This time I started to take off my clothes as we made out. I unbuttoned my blouse and took it off, then I did the same to Tina's. I started kissing her wildly. I undid my jeans and dropped them. Tina asked 'What are you doing?' but I pressed my underwear clad body to hers and continued to kiss her while I took her pants off. I said 'I want you' or something like that. I pushed her back on the bed. Her body felt so good next to mine! We squirmed against each other and rubbed our legs against each other. It wasn't easy to keep "it" hidden from her.

"I took off my bra and then took off her bra and panties. She told me she was nervous, that she had never been with another woman. I reassured her that she would love it and to trust me. I started to suck her tits and wedged my hand between her thighs and stroked her kitty. I could tell Tina was still nervous, but I told her she was going to love this. I forced one knee between her legs. I told her she had to relax a little, and squeezed the other knee in making it possible to spread her legs apart and get a look at her pussy. It was already swollen and the petals of her lips were open. She could say whatever she wanted about what was happening, her body was telling me that it was loving what was happening.

"I lowered my head and finally tasted her. I think Tina's brain finally caught up with her body right then because she moaned. I slipped my panties off while I licked her. Thankfully my body blocked what I had been hiding. I ate her until she came.

"When she opened her eyes, I was kneeling between her legs. It took a couple of seconds for her to see it, but when she did she yelled 'What the fuck?!'"

"I was so not expecting to see a cock!" Tina laughed. "I can laugh now, but I was totally freaked out when I saw that! And even more freaked out when she got on top of me and started to stick it in me! I asked 'What do you think you're doing?' Trish had this devilish look on her face when she said 'I'm going to fuck you, just like I've been fucking your husband.'"

"Talk about a rodeo fuck!" Trish said. "It was everything I could do to hang on and stay on top of her! She was really pissed. But I pinned her under me and kept on fucking her."

"You raped her?" I asked.

Tina answered "Rape is a little too strong of a word. Let's just say she repeatedly penetrated me with extreme desire."

Trish continued "And it wasn't like she didn't want to do it. Her pussy was dripping wet when I got in, and as I fucked her she was literally creaming around my cock. There was thick white cream all over my cock. She was turned on and she was loving it.

"Tina's legs were wrapped around my back, our breasts were pressed together, we were kissing like prom dates, and I was fucking her sweet pussy for all I was worth. After the months of wanting this moment, I only lasted a few minutes. I pulled out and came all over her tits and belly. I collapsed on top of her and smeared my cum all over between us."

"Why didn't you cum inside of her?" I asked.

"Well, I don't know if I can get someone pregnant." Trish answered.

Tina began "We made out for a few more minutes when the totality of what just happened landed on me all at once. I was horrified! I had just cheated on my husband with the woman he was cheating on me with, and the woman had a cock! My husband's mistress had just fucked me with her cock! It was all too much. I got out from under Trish, got dressed, and left without saying another word. I was really fucked up. I cried all the way home. One part of me was enraged at you for cheating on me. One part of me was disgusted with my girlfriend because she had a cock. One part of me was as hot as hell because it felt great to get laid. One part of me wanted to turn around and let Trish fuck me again. I had a lot of issues to deal with."

"Why didn't you confront me?"

"Confront you, I wanted to kill you! But like I said, there was a part of me that liked it. I couldn't see how confronting you in the state I was in would make anything better.

"So the following week before class started, I asked Trish if I could talk to her for a minute about what happened the previous week. We went into a handicap bathroom and locked the door. I wanted to bitch slap her in the worst way, but something inside me made me lunge at her and pin her to the wall. I shoved my tongue into her mouth and Trish's arms came up and held me close. 'Will you fuck me again tonight?' I asked. It was the longest two and a half hours of my life."

"We made love after school every week" Trish said as Tina blushed.

"I couldn't get enough of her" Tina added. "I was pissed at you for cheating on me, and had decided I was going to leave you and move in with Trish."

Trish said to me "I wouldn't let her. I wasn't willing to give you up, and I gambled that you felt the same way for me."

"You're right" I said.

"I told Tina that you still loved her and would never leave her. And I told her 'You love him whether you want to admit it or not.'"

I turned to look at Tina, my face flooded with concern and asked "Do you?"

"Ohhh I do, I do. I can't believe all of this had to happen before I realized it."

"What about Trish?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" Tina responded.

"Do you love her?"

Tina wasn't ready for that. Her eyes left mine and they locked on Trish's. At first there was concern and apprehension in Tina's eyes as she searched Trish for an answer, but her look soon softened and her eyes became glassy, "Yes" was her whispered response. "I love you, Trish." My lovers sealed their declaration with a passionate kiss over me.

Their kiss broke, and with tears in her eyes, Trish sobbed "I love you both so much!" We all held each other close as we celebrated our new three way union.

We kissed, hugged, and petted for a few minutes when I asked Tina about the jewelry in her clitoral hood and the shaved pussy.

"The piercing was Trish's idea. I told her I was slow to get off and she thought it might help."

"Did it?"

"You'll see."

"And the shaving?"

"That was my idea and it's not shaved. It should be like this for good now. The boutique that did Trish did me too." She smiled in a way that told me she was happy that I was happy. We shared an intimate kiss.

"So, what do we do now?" I asked.

"We make love" Trish said in an ultra-sexy voice.

"Please, make love to me baby" my wife whispered.

Tina rolled to her back and I assumed a missionary position on top of her. Trish was kneeling next to us, stroking her cock as she watched us.

"Now I understand why you like it so much when I wear a strap-on. A woman with a cock is so... so... exotic" Tina said as her eyes roamed over Trish's body.

I told Tina I loved her as I slid my cock into her and kissed her. I stroked into her body nice and slow and I felt Trish's weight shift on the bed. Soon, she was behind me and I knew what was going to happen.

Trish had lubed up her splendid cock and was behind me, preparing to fuck my ass.

I stopped pumping into Tina so Trish wasn't trying to poke a moving target. She spread my cheeks apart and placed her flared head to my hole and pushed. I opened easily to the meaty intruder and Trish buried her cock inside of me. "This feels so fucking good" I commented, unable to further describe the sensation of having my cock in Tina's pussy and Trish's cock in my ass.

As Trish's cock penetrated me Tina's eyes got wide, my own cock swelling in response to my ass being filled with a hard penis. An appreciative smile graced Tina's lips. I think she now fully understood that I really did like being fucked by a woman with a cock.

Trish fell forward, her hot body molding to my back. She began to slowly thrust her cock into me which caused me to press into Tina. I held myself up on my forearms so I wouldn't crush my wife and to make a little more room for my hips to move.

Trish's fucking became faster and more urgent. We were able to settle into a bit of a rhythm, that when I withdrew from Tina, I filled myself with Trish's cock. Tina was flushed and breathing hard. Apparently the new vaginal jewelry was doing its job of assisting her to an orgasm.

I was in full sensual overload. I love being done in the ass, and I love having my dick in a pussy. Both at the same time is exponentially better. With almost no warning, my cock spasmed as I came in Tina's pussy, the tight ring of my asshole clamped down on Trish, and I seemed to just 'go away' for a few minutes, though I do recall that shortly after I came, so did Trish and Tina. Trish must have kept pumping me, causing me to keep pumping Tina.

I found myself on my back, Trish and Tina were hovering over me. "Wow! Where did you go baby?" Tina asked.

"Did you have a nice trip?" Trish teased.

"That was unbelievable" was all I could say.

Tina got up and called home letting Ellen and Mark know that we had had a little too much to drink and were staying at a friend's house.

"Are you two OK? Do you need us to come get you?" Ellen asked Tina.

"Thanks sweetie, we're fine, just don't want to take any chances, ya know? We'll be home tomorrow. You and Mark make sure you get off to school in the morning, OK?"

"OK mom. We'll see you tomorrow. Love you!"

"Love you too."

Tina joined us back on the bed. We all got under the covers to spend our first night together as a triple.

I kissed Tina good night and whispered "Thank you." I turned and kissed Trish goodnight and whispered "Thank you." Trish and Tina met over my chest and kissed goodnight. In an innocent, small voice Tina said "I love you."

Trish replied "I love you, too."

We slept.

I awoke to the aroma of fresh coffee. I had two beautiful women in bed with me, and they were locked in an embrace, their tongues languidly exploring the others mouth. I watched the beautiful scene before me for a few minutes. They were so lost in one another they didn't notice I was awake. Nature was calling so I rolled out of bed, took a leak and headed for the coffee, leaving them to enjoy their own play time.

Forty five minutes later they both strolled into the kitchen naked. Trish poured them both coffee and they joined me at the table.

"Good morning, lovers" I greeted them.

"Good morning sweetie." Tina kissed me. "You didn't stick around to play" she said.

"I needed some 'me' time, and it looked like you girls had everything under control."

"So, what are we gong to do today?" Trish inquired.

"I'm going to call in sick" I said.

"Tina and I were thinking the same thing" Trish replied in a low sultry voice. I'm sure she wanted to stay home and play.

"I'm getting horny just thinking about it" Tina moaned.

"No ladies, we're not just going to play. We have some shopping to do."

"Shopping!?" they exclaimed in unison, breaking into girlish laughter.

I thought their eyes lit up during sex. That was nothing compared to the prospect of going shopping.

"What are we shopping for?" Tina asked.

"I might be getting a little ahead of myself, but I thought Tina and I should consider upgrading from a queen to a king size bed."

Tina paused for a minute, looking into my eyes. She figured out what I was thinking. "I like that idea" she said.

"Why would you need to do that?" Trish asked.

Tina answered "Because there needs to be room for all three of us, honey."

It was Trish's turn to be a little overwhelmed.

"You mean, you want me... to share your bed?"

"Of course we do!" Tina cried. "Don't you remember what we talked about last night? You're a part of our lives now. You're a part of us!"

"You have no idea how happy that makes me! Thank you Tina!" She gave Tina a hug and a kiss. "Thank you Clark" she did the same to me. "I love you, both of you!"

"We love you too, Trish" Tina and I replied.

"What else do we need to look for Clark?"

"I thought a trip to a jeweler would be apropos."

Trish and Tina beamed.

The three of us went to the store where Tina and I had gotten our TempurPedic mattress and painlessly upgraded to a king size bed. We had to try all of the mattresses until we found the model we could all agree on. Of course, the one we chose was the same model we already had. It was fun for the three of us to cuddle on all of the bedding, leaving our sales woman a bit dumbfounded.

The store had the mattress, sheets, pillows, and frame in stock to be delivered and set up this afternoon. We scheduled a time and it was off to my favorite jeweler.

I went inside by myself first, and gave the jeweler some precise instructions. He was to measure both ring fingers of each of the women, and he was to show them only the highest quality settings and loose stones. I told him the maximum stone size he could show them and secured the promise of a "volume discount". I had him measure both of my ring fingers while I was alone.

Back at the car, I gathered my beautiful lovers, walking them hand in hand in hand to the store.

I introduced both of my ladies to the jeweler, Saul.

"Trish, Tina,, when you are done just let Saul know of your choices. Saul, take care of my ladies."

"It will be my pleasure Mr. Pratt."

I had a seat in a chair and watched those amazingly beautiful women 'OOOH!' and 'AAAH!' over everything Saul showed them. I was really enjoying watching the two of them and the way they interacted. To me, anyway, it was very obvious they were in a close, loving relationship.

It was only two hours into the visit when Trish and Tina pointed at one stone and one setting, beckoning Saul over to them and telling him of their decision. They thanked Saul profusely for his help and kissed him on opposite cheeks. Saul blushed.

The ladies strolled over to me and I got out of my chair. Trish threw her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply. "Thank you baby" she said. I just smiled. Tina also hugged and kissed me, saying "This was a beautiful idea, Clark. Thank you." Again I just smiled.

I gave the ladies the keys to the car and said I would be right out.

Saul showed me the choices the ladies had made and I was impressed. They did not choose a gaudy or over-the-top design. The setting they chose was a simple, elegant design of quality craftsmanship, and the stone was of exceptional quality, but not at the top of the size limit. Saul assured me it would be a very beautiful combination.

I explained to Saul what I needed him to do for me, and his eyes lit up.

"You will not be disappointed Mr. Pratt. Thank you for your business."

"Ready this time next week, Saul?"

"Everything will be done. Guaranteed."

"Thank you Saul."

I walked to the car and got behind the wheel. Tina and Trish were all smiles in their seats and I could only imagine what they might have been scheming.

I quickly analyzed their smiles and said "I don't want to know."

We had a light lunch at a national chain restaurant; one of those places where the prices are low and the food is unexceptional. It didn't matter, the company I was in made it memorable.

When the check was paid I told my ladies that we didn't need to be home until four, and the rest of the afternoon was theirs for whatever they wanted to do. As soon as I said those words I knew what the answer was going to be.

"To the mall!" they squealed.

I was right.

At the mall the women made a bee line to Victoria's Secret. I was not allowed to be with them amongst all the beautiful and sexy lingerie. I was to stay near the entrance and watch them shop.

Tina and Trish shopped like we owned a money tree, shuttling pretty under-things from the racks to the dressing room. Two very hot and attentive sales girls, Elise and Whitney, tended to Tina's and Trish's every request. Every now and then the young women would shoot me knowing glances.

At one point, Tina and Trish were in a dressing room together, and both of the sales girls were gone for an extended period of time. "Are they in the dressing room too?" I thought to myself. I felt a twinge of jealousy at the thought of something happening without my involvement, but it was quickly overcome as I painted a mental picture of my two lovers groping and petting the attractive young women who were assisting them, and the surprise they would receive should one of the nubile nymphs be so bold as to try to cop a feel between Trish's legs. I was getting turned on.

Trish and Tina finally brought their selections to the counter and one of the young ladies tallied the purchases. I was looking forward to seeing what the two had purchased but not the subsequent credit card bill.

"You girls were such a big help. Thank you. We'll be back" Tina said. My lovers each received appreciative hugs from the adorable sales girls, which I thought to be unusual, but then I considered the commission they would likely receive from this sale and realized the affectionate display was reasonable.

"All set?" I asked.

"Not quite. We need to make one more stop. Why don't you go to the food court, grab a cappuccino, and we'll meet you there in a few minutes" Trish instructed.

The Victoria's Secret bags were placed in my hands. "No peeking" Tina demanded.

I had just finished my cappuccino when Tina and Trish entered the court holding hands. Their attire was not the least bit provocative, but the duo drew looks from men and women as they approached my table. Whatever pheromone or aura they were producing, I would be a wealthy man if I could package and sell it.

"We're all set baby" Trish said. "Ready to go?"

I noticed they weren't carrying anything else and naturally wondered where they had gone and what they had done. It was a big mall after all, and they could have gone anywhere. I hate malls, rarely came this one, and had no idea what store or shop they may have patronized.

"Ready" I answered.

The three of us lugged our packages to the car and began the drive to my and Tina's home.

"Trish, did you see the way Whitney was eyeballing you at the store today?" Tina asked. "She couldn't stop looking at you."

"I know! And she didn't even try to hide it!" Trish replied.

"Whitney?" I asked

"She was the hot little sales girl with the curly blonde hair" Trish answered.

"Ah yes! Whitney. She had a great ass" I said.

The conversation became a deafening silence as the two women in the car stared at me, their mouths agape.

"I can't believe you actually said that" Tina scolded in faux disbelief.

"What? What did I say?" I asked in mock surprise.

"It's like this Clark: You are fucking two of the most beautiful women in the state. No, the coun... the ENTIRE WORLD! It is wholly inappropriate for you to comment on the quality, virtue, or appearance of another woman's ass. You shall comment on the quality, virtue, and appearance of our asses, frequently. You may observe and appreciate, hell, you can even ogle the asses of other women, but you must never articulate your observations in the presence of your goddesses, nor are you allowed to touch another woman's ass unless directed to do so by one of us." Trish sounded like a college professor. "Do I make myself clear?" Her words and tone conveyed seriousness but her radiant smile told me she was not actually angry.

"I understand completely, your Highness."

"Very well then plebe, carry on."

"But you are right, she did have a great ass. Very tight and firm" Tina added.

"How do you know how tight and firm it was?" I thought.

The rest of the drive proceeded with no further errors or miscues on my behalf.

We arrived at the house and carried the goodies inside.

Mark and Ellen would be at school and ball practice until after six so we had a few hours until they got home. Trish and Tina decided it would be a good idea to show me what they had acquired at Victoria's Secret.




My Journey Ch. 03



I sat on the couch in the living room. Trish and Tina went to the kitchen to prepare. They weren't going to just show me their bounty, they were going to model it. Yeah for me!

Tina was up first and paraded in front of me in a bronze colored satin push up bra and boy short panty set with matching stay up stockings. The bra squished her boobs together, making her bosom appear huge. The bronze color complimented her skin tone, and the boy shorts accentuated the crease where her ass met her legs. Tina turned her back to me, looked over her right shoulder with an index finger pulling slightly on the corner of her bottom lip, and spread her legs shoulder width. With knees locked she bent forward, both hands gliding down her right leg until she could bend no further. Her full, shapely ass was on full display before me.

"You look fantastic in that set honey."

"Thanks. I feel beautiful in it" she replied as she stood, turned and gave me a kiss.

Tina retreated to the kitchen and I heard her say "That is so fucking hot, Trish!" followed by a long silence. "Making out, I bet" I mumbled so they wouldn't hear. Tina's little tease had me getting hard, but when Trish came around the corner I nearly came.

Trish was 'wearing' seamed turquoise stockings held up by a matching garter, and a turquoise bustier that struggled to contain her ample breasts. She had the daringly good taste to wear the ensemble without panties and her delectable cock stood tall and proud in front of her, wet with what I assumed was Tina's saliva.

"I have matching panties, too" Trish announced.

"It's better without them" I said, my mouth suddenly dry.

Trish walked to where I was sitting, turned around and bent at the waist with locked knees just as Tina had. Her perfect asshole was just inches away so I buried my face in the crack of her ass, determined to eat her inviting hole. She was having none of that, and quickly righted herself, turning so her rigid pole was in my face. "Why don't you try some of this? Tina just had some and said it was delicious."

I hungrily sucked her cock into my mouth and began bobbing on it. Trish's hands went to my face and lovingly stroked my cheeks while my hands explored her flawless behind.

Trish withdrew from my mouth and said "There will be time for more later, baby. We have more to show you" and she shimmied back to the kitchen.

Just as she rounded the corner the doorbell rang. I looked at my watch and realized it must be the mattress delivery people. I opened the door and invited the scruffy looking young men into the foyer. Seconds later Trish and Tina, still in their sexy under-things, rounded the corner without looking. Tina asked "Who was at the door Clark?"

The delivery guys turned to see my wife and my lover in all their scantily clad glory before the two women realized I was not alone in the foyer. I thought the eyes of these young men were going to fall out and roll around on the tile. I wondered what all they may have seen.

"WHOOPS!" Trish yelped and quickly ducked back into the kitchen out of view of the men, pulling Tina with her. I heard the two of them break out in uncontrolled laughter.

The two men showed considerable restraint and professionalism by saying nothing of what they had just seen.

The guy with 'Vince' on his shirt cleared his throat and looked at the floor.

"Sorry about that" I apologized with a slight smirk.

"It happens sometimes" Vince replied.

There was a very long pause as I tried to figure out what to do next.

"I'll show you the bedroom" I said hoping to break the tension. The girls were still laughing in the kitchen. "This way."

I led the guys upstairs to the bedroom and they quickly set upon the task of disassembling the bed and hauling it out to their truck. I left them to their work and went downstairs to the kitchen. Trish and Tina were sitting at the table, still in their sexy new underwear.

"Nice timing" I said.

"We're so sorry" Tina said. "We completely forgot about the bed."

"What did they see?" Trish asked.

"I don't know, they didn't say anything. But as big and hard this thing is, I'm sure they saw it" I said as I reached out and fondled Trish's jutting staff.

It took the two guys about an hour to complete the set-up of the new bed. When they left the three of us went upstairs to check out the new playground. It was huge! We put a set of the sheets on the expansive bed, cases on the pillows, and put the pillows on the bed.

"Anyone care to go for a test drive?" I asked.

Tina spoke "You have been so good to us today Clark that I'm ashamed to even ask, but would you mind if Trish made love to just me right now?"

I kissed her sweetly and told her that I would enjoy watching that very much.

Trish was still in her garter, stocking and bra as she climbed on the massive sheet of foam. Positioning herself on her back, Trish spread her legs and Tina got between them. Without pretense, Tina engulfed Trish's cock, giving it a few powerful sucks. Tina surprised me when she released Trish's cock, pushed her legs up and rimmed her precious hole.

I sat on a corner of the bed so I could watch the display of intimacy unfolding before me and leisurely stroked my meat. Tina was far more comfortable sexually now than at any point in the time I had known her. Trish was like the sunlight that caused Tina to blossom.

Trish was gently stroking her cock while Tina lapped at and probed her sunburst. I can't describe how gentle and intuitive their lovemaking was. It was a deeply emotional experience for me just to watch my lovers explore each other.

Tina's panty covered ass was in the air just in front of me. I resisted the temptation to palm my wife's backside.

Tina stopped licking Trish's ass just long enough to slip her boy short panties off and quickly resumed spelunking Trish's bottom. I could now see my wife's lewdly exposed sex. Her labia were swollen and spread. A drop of lubricating fluid leaked from her pussy, between her lips, and to her pierced clit. That sight caused me to moan.

Tina made her way on top of Trish, straddling her hips and rubbing her wet pussy on Trish's cock. I couldn't see for sure, but I knew they were kissing. Tina sat up and raised her hips. Reaching behind her she grabbed Trish's pole and guided it to her very ready pussy. Tina was so wet she slid down the length of Trish's cock without effort.

"Ooooh Trish, you feel so good inside of me. I love your cock. Make love to me!"

Trish responded by beginning to pump her cock in and out of my wife's juicy nest. What a beautiful sight I beheld as my wife coupled with our lover. Their bodies were obviously accustomed to each other and they settled into a perfect beat. Tina was rocking her hips as Trish thrust hers. Tina's cream began to accumulate around Trish's shaft as the gentle rhythm they had started with became more and more frenetic. I could see that my wife was getting close to cumming as the rocking of her hips became increasingly erratic. Tina slammed her pussy down on Trish and came. She repeated this motion several times to intensify her orgasm. Tina collapsed on top of her lover, their breasts smashed together. Tina released Trish's cock from her sloppy folds which surprised me. Trish hadn't cum.

That's when Tina showed me she was a completely different person since becoming intimate with Trish. Again Tina raised her hips and grabbed Trish's cock, but this time she directed it into her asshole and began a slow descent.

Tina looked over her shoulder at me and panted "I know why you like this so much. She feels fantastic in my ass!"

Tina's penetrating gaze focused on Trish's eyes. "Cum in my ass!" she commanded.

Trish began to pump into my wife with gusto, clutching Tina's fleshy cheeks as she plumbed her anal cavity. After the hot vaginal fuck Trish had already gotten, Tina's tight ass made the second session pretty short. My intuition said that Trish was ready to come, and I was right.

"I'm cumming, Tina!" she exclaimed, her thrusting was intense, deeper and slower.

"Oh yes! Cum in my ass! I can feel it! Oh! God that is so hot!" Tina squealed.

I was still stroking my cock, and having just seen these beautiful women please each other I was sent over the edge. I got behind Tina and shot a massive load of cum all over the crack of her ass and Trish's cock and balls.

Tina shifted slightly allowing Trish's member to plop out of her ass.

"I want to see you clean her up" Tina whispered. She was becoming a wicked little thing.

I lowered my face to Trish's sex and proceeded to remove all remnants of her, mine, and Tina's cum. It was delicious. The three of us produced great tasting sexual fluid if nothing else.

"That is so fucking naughty Clark. Now, clean me up" she said.

Tina turned to make out with Trish while I happily turned my attention to my wife's ass. I licked my semen off her skin first, then plunged my tongue into her hole, trying to scoop out the prize Trish had left there. Once I had all I was going to get, I completely enclosed Tina's asshole with my mouth and sucked, trying to vacuum out Trish's cum while simultaneously probing her sphincter with my tongue. My sucking drove Tina wild and she pressed her ass hard against my face.

"Suck my ass Clark! Aaahh! That is crazy good! Keep sucking me baby, keep sucking!"

In the course of less than a year, my sexually lukewarm wife went from being completely opposed to any anal contact to a blossoming anal slut just like her husband.

"Join us baby" Trish beckoned.

I abandoned my wife's butt and lay next to them on the bed. Tina tongue kissed my mouth, tasting the residue of her recent coupling. Trish did the same.

"That was beautiful Trish. Thank you Clark for understanding" Tina said.

"That was the single most intimate, loving act I have ever witnessed."

And it took longer than we thought. The sound of Mark's truck pulling in the driveway set off a flurry of activity in the room as we all scrambled to throw on some clothes and take care of the clothes and lingerie still in the kitchen.

Tina tossed on a robe and ran downstairs, collecting all of the stray clothing before Mark and Ellen finished putting their stuff away in the garage and came in the house. Tina reached the steps just as the door from the garage opened.

"Mom? Dad? We're home!" Ellen yelled.

"We're upstairs honey, we'll be down in just a sec!" Tina yelled back.

The three of us laughed at the situation we found ourselves in. Trish put on the clothes that Tina had retrieved, I tossed on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt, Tina also grabbed some clean shorts and a loose tee shirt. Neither wore a bra. I don't think they remembered there was a handsome sixteen year old man in the house.

"How are we gonna explain Trish to the kids?" I asked.

"I have a cover story ready. Both of you just follow my lead" Tina answered.

When we finally got down stairs, Mark and Ellen were at the dining room table getting their homework done.

"Hi mom, hi dad" they both said as we came into the kitchen.

"Hi-ii" Trish said as she came around the corner.

"Hi!" Mark and Ellen both replied, standing from their chairs as Trish came into the kitchen

"Who's this?" Ellen asked with a wide smile, her eyes taking in Trish's form. Mark tried to not look at Trish. He was shy and a gentleman. I'm not sure which of those attributes caused him to not look at her.

"Why doesn't everyone sit down, and I'll see if I can explain" Tina suggested.

"First, allow me to introduce everyone. This is my daughter Ellen."

"Hi Ellen."

"And this is my son Mark."

"Hi Mark. It's a pleasure to meet both of you"

Mark and Ellen politely replied in kind.

"And this is Trish."

"It's nice to meet you Trish" the kids answered.

"It turns out, that when I was in middle school, my dad, your grandpa, had a brief affair that I never knew about. This little indiscretion produced a baby girl. It turns out that the baby girl is Trish. She is my half sister."

The kids were speechless for several long seconds.

"How cool is that!?" Ellen finally exclaimed. "A sister you never knew you had!"

"That is cool!" Mark said, somewhat out of character.

I was impressed with Tina's cover story. The kids had never known her dad. He died weeks before the twins were born, and John would have been two. Tina is an only child, and her mom passed away about 4 years ago. There was no way for her story to unravel. Brilliant.

"We have asked Trish to stay with us while she visits. We hope that's not a problem."

"Not at all" Ellen answered quickly. "How long are you going to be with us, Trish?"

Trish hesitated, and looked to Tina and me. We could only smile, giving her our blessing on however she chose to answer.

"I was hoping to stay as long as your mom and dad let me" was her cunning answer.

"Great! It seems a little empty around here with John gone. The house needs five people living in it for things to feel right. Can I call you Aunt Trish?"

Trish's mouth turned up in an ecstatic smile. "I'd like that. But plain old Trish will be fine too!" was Trish's answer. "You mentioned John, where is he?" Trish asked. I had told her of John's deployment and I'm sure Tina had too. Trish was playing along well. I was concerned about how well these two could act.

Mark is very proud of his big brother and answered Tina "He graduated a semester early and enlisted in the Marine Corps. Right now he's killing terrorists in Afghanistan."

"You sound like you're very proud of your brother" Trish said.

"I am."

"You should be. Being a Marine is a big deal" Trish said.

"I'm going to be a Marine, just like John and my dad" he boasted.

"And we'll all be proud of you when that happens" his mom stated.

"I like her, mom. She likes Marines. You're OK in my book Tri... Aunt Trish" Mark commented.

"I think I'm gonna like her too. How could you not like a girl that has half of mom's genes?" was Ellen's editorial.

Trish gave her brow an exaggerated wipe and let go with a loud "WHEW! Glad I cleared that hurdle!" which had everyone laughing.

"How much homework do you have?" Tina asked the kids. Ellen had US History, Biology and English. Mark has US History, English, and Chemistry.

"How long 'til your done?" she asked.

"Less than an hour" they guessed.

"Well, get it finished and the five of us will go out to eat"

The kids finished their homework in under thirty minutes. It's surprising how motivated teenagers can be when there is a night out on the line.

Dinner was at a local pizza joint. The twins peppered Trish with questions about her childhood and what she did now. Trish basically told the same story she had told me, leaving out the bits the kids didn't need to know about.

We laughed the entire time we ate and all got along famously. Tina and I were thrilled that Mark and Ellen seemed to take so well to Trish. Trish's sense of humor really came through in what could have been a difficult situation.

Back home, the kids gave their Aunt Trish hugs and welcomed her to the family. It was after ten o'clock and we were all exhausted. Mark and Ellen shuffled off to get ready for bed. Trish, Tina and I sat at the breakfast table and unwound, trying to digest all that had happened today. The kids called out their goodnights from the hallway and retreated to their first floor bedrooms.

We remained at the table for a few minutes and discussed how things went with the kids.

"That was a very believable story honey" I said to Tina.

"I agree. How'd you come up with that on such short notice?" Trish asked.

"Well it wasn't all that short of notice. I had the last two days to think about it. I'm just glad you both played along so well."

"I feel bad about lying to the kids. I know we need to do it, I wish there was a better way to deal with it" I told the other two.

"I know, but for right now it's best this way" Tina answered. "Besides, I doubt the kids would have taken 'This is Trish, our shemale lover' very well. Do you?"

That brought laughs from all of us and when we had calmed down, Trish said she was tired and ready for bed. "Where should I sleep?" she asked.

Tina and I looked at each other and shook our heads.

"The kids are down here, we're upstairs where there is a huge king size bed. Do the math" I said.

We all went to the master bedroom, shed our clothes, and piled into the massive bed. I was in the middle of the bed with a sexy woman on either side. I was in heaven, and quickly fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

Trish had essentially moved in with us and did everything with the rest of the family. She was with us for Mark's baseball games and for Ellen's softball games. She ate with us, cooked and cleaned with us, even helped with grocery shopping and shuttling the kids. It was like she really was Tina's recently discovered half-sister.

Except that she was sleeping in our bed and fucking both of us.

The work week passed quickly, partly because I was looking forward to the weekend and partly because the three of us made love in some form almost every night.

Friday finally rolled around. I stopped and saw my jeweler, Saul, on the way home from work. Even with the volume discount he gave me, I spent an obscene amount of money with him.

The kids were off on dates, the three of us had the house all to ourselves. We worked together in the kitchen preparing a nice little dinner. There was plenty of foreplay going on too. Ass grabbing, hugging, kissing, and general teenage horseplay was irreverently engaged in. We were having a great time.

After dinner, I suggested the women go upstairs and make them selves even more beautiful, if that were possible, and to wear something that was sexy and elegant. "I have something special planned" I shouted up the steps. "And no fooling around! There'll be time for that later!" I hollered after them.

I was still in my work clothes, so I was still presentable in dress slacks, and a white oxford. I did lose my tie and rolled the cuffs up a little. I took a quick stroll out to The Clearing, and placed three jewelry boxes on one of the bird feeders. I then returned to the house poured a glass of wine, and waited for Trish and Tina.

When they came downstairs I found myself staring, Tina was in a white tea length dress in a gauzy material and a pair of strappy wedge sandals. Around her neck was a large link gold chain, and she had hoops in her ears. Trish was in an ivory colored skirt, a loosely fitting light blue cotton blouse and simple light blue open toed heels. She wore a strand of pearls around her neck, and matching dangling pearl earrings. The makeup they both wore was understated and perfectly applied. They looked incredibly sexy, yet not overdone.

I poured and handed each of them each a glass of wine. "To us and our love" I toasted.

We drank our wine. Before leading them to The Clearing I first took Tina's left hand in my right and gently removed her wedding set. I then took her right hand, and seeing there were no rings on it moved to Trish. In the same way I took her left hand and removed the decoy ring she wore. I checked her right hand and saw no ring on the ring finger of that hand.

"These will just be in the way of what I have planned. Follow me ladies" I said.

We walked out the patio door, across the deck and through the backyard following the path out to The Clearing.

"What's going on Clark?" Tina asked. I could hear the smile in her voice.

I turned to see the smile I heard. "You'll see in a minute."

We arrived in the clearing. Trish stood in the center and looked around while Tina just watched me. This was the first time we had been there as a triple. Of course, Trish had special memories of the place.




My Journey Ch. 03



I retrieved the boxes from where I had left them.

"This may seem fast to the two of you, but I know that it is the right thing to do. I know it in my soul. The last week with the two of you has been the most fulfilling of my life. Tina, I have loved you from the moment I first saw you. Trish, I have fallen deeply in love with you too. Somehow you managed to multiply the love I have for Tina, and I don't want it to ever stop.

"Tina, come stand next to me please" I said as I opened the first box. It held the ring she and Trish had picked out as well as a solid gold band. Tina and I stood before Trish, her right hand on her chest trying to catch her breath. Tina and I took her left hand in ours. It was trembling.

"Trish, I love you. I want you to be a part of my life forever. I promise to love you and care for you as long as you live. I promise to treat you as my equal in all ways and I promise to explore all that this life has to offer, with you by our sides" I vowed.

Trish's free hand was now over her mouth. Tears flowed freely from her greenish-blue eyes.

Tina was quick to understand what was going on and said "Trish my darling, I love you in a way I never imagined possible and I want you to be part of my life forever. I promise to be your friend and confidant. I promise to freely share my joy, my pain, my life with you. I promise to love you and care for you as long as you live."

Tina and I held the diamond and gold wedding set and placed it on her left ring finger. "With this ring, we make our lives one" I said. Tina and I took Trish's right hand and placed the gold band on her ring finger. This time Tina said "With this ring, our lives become one".

Trish was openly weeping, unable to contain her joy.

I had Trish and Tina switch position and opened the second box. In it were the identical rings we had just given Trish.

Trish and I took Tina's left hand and began to place the diamond on her finger. "Tina, I didn't deserve you twenty years ago, and I still don't. I promise that I will try to make you happy every day. I promise to love you for as many days as I have. I promise to care for you and to cherish you. I promise to treat you as my equal in all things. I promise to continue the journey we have started, with you by our side."

Tina stared into my eyes, hers filling with great tears. Her chin trembled with emotion at my words.

"My sweet, precious Tina," Trish began "My love for you has no beginning, and will have no end. I promise to be your partner in life, and that I will share all that I am, freely and willingly. I promise to be your friend, and to care for you all of our days, until death parts us."

We slid the ring the rest of the way onto her finger. Trish said "This ring makes the three of us one."

Trish and I placed the gold band on the other ring finger as I said "This ring makes us one."

I handed the last box to Tina. She opened it and saw it held two plain gold wedding bands. Tina took one, Trish took the other. Trish took my right hand, Tina my left. They whispered something to each other before Tina spoke. "Clark, you are the love of my life. You have made my world better just by being in it. I promise that we will be by your side for all of your days. I promise to celebrate life's victories with you, and to mourn life's losses with you. I promise to be your friend and to care for you as long as we walk this Earth.

Her tender words were more beautiful than our vows twenty years earlier. It was my turn to well up.

"Today I marry the kindest man I have ever known. Clark, the joy we share today is because of your caring. I love you, and I will always love you. I promise to be your friend and your partner. I promise to be your companion as we explore what the future holds. I promise to care for you all of our days, until death parts us."

My lovers slid the rings onto my fingers, as they both said "These rings complete our union, and makes us one."

We were quite a sight. Three smartly dressed adults in the woods crying, hugging, and kissing.

Trish and Tina looked at and compared the rings on their left hands. "Oh my God! Clark, these are so beautiful, and they are identical!" Trish exclaimed. "I can't believe you did this."

"Buy the rings? Well, you both picked ou..."

"No! I can't believe you just held this ceremony! I can't believe you and Tina just married me! I can't believe I'm your wife!" She was sobbing now. "Both of you have made me so happy! This really means we're married, right? This is for real, right?"

Tina and I held her close. "This is for real, and it's forever. We love you and never want you to leave" Tina soothed her.

"Tina's right. We can't imagine life without you now. We want you with us. Always."

"Oh Tina. I love you!" Trish said and kissed our wife deeply and passionately, trying to convey without words just how much tonight meant to her.

"Baby, I love you so very much" Trish spoke as she threw her arms around my neck and pressed her open mouth to mine, probing it with her tongue. Trish broke our kiss and proclaimed "This" she pointed to the ground "This is the best day of my life!"

"It's not over yet" Tina said. "I think we need to celebrate our nuptials!"

We walked hand in hand in hand back to the house.

Once we were in the kitchen I asked "Should we have champagne down here, or upstairs?"

"Upstairs! And you better hurry!" They shouted as they ran to the steps.

"Don't you dare start without me!" I hollered, scurrying to grab champagne and glasses.

Once I had everything together I flew to the bedroom.

I opened the door to find my brides naked on the bed making out like, well, newlyweds.

"Get out of those clothes Mr. Pratt. Mrs. Pratt needs some of your cock!" Trish said

I stood there confused while the two of them laughed.



My Journey Ch. 04



This is the fourth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1, 2, and 3 first. Thank you to all who read my first three submissions and provided feedback.

I hope you enjoy reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. 

Please, please leave comment and suggestions!

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I opened the door to find my brides naked on the bed making out like, well, newlyweds.

"Get out of those clothes Mr. Pratt. Mrs. Pratt needs some of your cock!" Trish said.

I stood there confused while the two of them laughed.

Which Mrs. Pratt was so badly in need of my services? After all, there were two Mrs. Pratts now. 

Since Trish was the one to voice the need, I decided to start with her. I shed my clothes and got on the bed and made my way between her naked thighs.

Before I started anything with Trish, I tenderly kissed Tina and said "I love you Mrs. Pratt."

"I love you too, baby" she replied.

Trish was on her back and I was between her splayed legs savoring the view of this exotic woman spreading herself wide in a display of raw, wanton lust for her husband. We were both as hard as rocks.

I lay on top of her, trying to envelop her entire being with my body. Trish's legs wrapped around my waist, drawing her body to mine, forcing our cocks to rub against each other. Instinctively our hips began to gently thrust, intensifying the already erotic sensations we were sharing. I gazed into Trish's eyes, amazed that this beautiful woman would want me. Her eyes conveyed the deep love she felt for me following the unrehearsed and heartfelt vows we had exchanged a few short moments ago. 

"I love you, Mrs. Pratt" I said with all of the emotion and conviction I could muster.

"You have made me the happiest woman in the world, Mr. Pratt. Now, be a good husband and make me your wife" she replied. Trish closed her eyes and kissed me deeply and passionately. 

I repositioned my hips, raising them up so the spongy head of my cock was positioned at the entrance of her delectable asshole. Trish broke our kiss and peered into my eyes as our bodies merged in sexual union for the first time as husband and wife. No words were spoken. It was the silent consummation of the spoken promises we had made. As my balls pressed against her ass, Trish kissed me, telling me that our union as husband and wife was complete.

Before I could begin making love to my new wife, I felt Tina moving behind me on the bed. I had been so focused on what was happening between Trish and me that I had not noticed Tina had gotten off the bed and donned a RealDoe and harness. Now the head of her lubricated silicone phallus was poking at my tight ring. Tina applied steady pressure against my sphincter. I longed for this intrusion, and relaxed the muscles of my ass allowing her to ease into my rectum.

"You two are so beautiful together, I need to be a part of it" Tina said, almost apologetically. 

"Oh honey! You feel so good inside me" I moaned to her. 

"Oh my God! I can't believe how much harder he got when you entered him!" Trish exclaimed to Tina. "You really like having a woman's cock in your ass, don't you baby?" she asked me.

"You have no idea" was all I could say to her. I kissed her passionately.

I hooked Trish's legs in my arms, spreading her out fully so I could get as deep inside her as physically possible. Tina was pressed to my back, her hard nipples poking into my skin. Tina withdrew the dildo from my ass until just the head remained, and slowly pushed it back in to the hilt, drawing a throaty moan from me. Again she pulled back and reentered, this time with more urgency. When she bottomed out she pushed me deeper into Trish causing a prolonged "Ooohhh!" to escape Trish's lips. Tina increased the tempo of her thrusting, but not so fast that the intimacy was lost. I was bucking back against her cock causing me to thrust in and out of Trish's gripping hole. 

I was being pleasured at both ends by both wives. Never had I been more fulfilled, never had I been more happy. 

"Baby, it is sooo sexy the way you take my cock" Tina told me. 

The change in Tina's sexual attitude since getting involved with Trish has been nothing short of amazing. Before Trish, Tina never would have initiated a pegging session, much less talked dirty while doing it. Gone is the sexually repressed woman I married some twenty years ago. Here with us now is a sexual dynamo, willing to please her husband and wife in every imaginable way. 

"You can take me like this anytime you want" I panted as she pumped in and out of me.

"Don't let your mouth write checks your ass can't cash, honey" she cooed.

Tina rocked my world as she plunged her cock into my ass. The combination of the clitoral ridges on the RealDoe and Tina's new hardware were stimulating her as well as was evidenced by her mewing at the end of each downward stroke. 

I continued to buck against Tina, and by extension continued to pump my cock into Trish.

"You are a kinky little mink!" I heard Trish say, and noticed her eyes were focused on her right foot. I craned my neck to see Tina hungrily sucking Trish's big toe like it was a little cock while she continued to pummel my ass. I had sucked Tina's toes numerous times in the past, and it always turned her on. "I guess we both have a fetish for a woman's pretty feet" I thought to myself.

The combination of Tina fucking my ass, Trish's clenching ass on my cock, and the intimacy of our wedding was too much for me. I looked at Trish, her eyes were on mine, and I could see she knew I was close. "I love you" I said. 

"I love you too baby. Cum inside me."

I needed no further encouragement. My cock convulsed a dozen times inside of Trish as I deposited my load inside of my lovely shemale bride. We kissed again, our tongues rolling and playing with one another. Tina slowed her thrusting and eventually withdrew from me. My cock softened and slipped from Trish. I rolled to my left and lay next to Trish, mindlessly fondling her breasts and nipples. Trish was still hard, and she stroked her stiff pole as she watched Tina take off the harness and dildo.

"Finish me" Tina demanded as she straddled Trish's hips and lowered herself onto her bride's erect cock.

"Your pussy is so wet!" Trish said as Tina ground her pussy against Trish's pelvic bone.

"That toy rubbing on my piercing has me on the edge!"

Tina smiled and began to bounce and grind on Trish's cock, leaning forward so their breasts were pressed together. They kissed deeply, so deeply I believed it possible they were exchanging parts of their souls. Trish's hips thrust up into Tina emanating a slap each time their bodies made contact. As intensely enthusiastic as their coupling was, it was obvious they were making love to each other.

"I love you Trish, I love you. Fuck my pussy honey. Make me cum!" Tina encouraged.

"Oh Tina! I love you so much. I want you to cum honey!"

Trish redoubled her efforts, plunging incessantly into Tina's sopping wet pussy.

"I'm gonna cum Trish! I'm cumming!" Tina squealed as Trish's cock churned inside of her wife's slippery vagina, sending Tina over the edge.

"Aaaaahhh! God I'm cumming!" Tina shouted as her body was wracked with orgasmic convulsions. Trish continued thrusting; making sure Tina's orgasm lasted as long as possible. 

Trish and Tina revisited their soul exchanging kiss as Trish continued to pound into Tina. Tina was exhausted and lay motionless on top of Trish. Trish was desperate to cum so I pulled her penis from Tina's frothing pussy and sucked it into my mouth. I cleaned off Tina's creamy pussy juice. After licking her clean I pumped her shaft with my fist while I sucked the sensitive head, desperate to taste her cum. Trish had been close to cumming from the determined fucking she had gotten from me and Tina, so it didn't take long until I was rewarded with Trish's girly juice coating my mouth and tongue. I enthusiastically swallowed her sweet load as her cock continued to spasm in my mouth. I released her cock from my mouth and lapped up the fluids from her glistening scrotum. Lifting her legs I ate her enchanting asshole, licking and slurping as much of my cum from her as I could.

Our marriage celebration continued for hours, and we pleasured one another with our mouths, hands, and bodies. Of course, all good things eventually end. Our celebration was not an exception. We took a quick shower together before Mark and Ellen came home from their dates (we have a strictly enforced midnight curfew) and the three of us were waiting downstairs for them when they arrived.

"How were your dates?" Tina asked.

Ellen was the first to respond "It sucked. Tim was being a jackass again. Typical. When he dropped me off he didn't even open the door for me. I told him we were finished. I am so done with boys."

"I'm sorry to hear that" Trish soothed. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"I just wish he would learn that there are appropriate times for touching, and while eating at a restaurant is not one of them!"

"Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry. You're better off without him. Really, you are" her mom reassured. 

"You need to find a man that knows how to treat a woman" Trish interjected. "Someone like your dad. Pay attention to how he treats your mom and you'll know what to look for."

"Yeah, I know Aunt Trish. There just aren't any guys like dad out there. You got lucky with dad, didn't ya mom."

That last statement caused both Tina and Trish to blush a little.

"Yes, yes I did. Your 'dad' is out there somewhere sweetie. You'll find him" Tina said.

"What about you Mark? Who were you out with tonight?" I asked.

"Cal set me up with a friend of his girlfriend. She was a lot of fun, and we had a nice time" Mark replied. "It's kind of hard to mess up a movie and Taco Bell though."

"Will you see her again" Trish asked.

"I don't know Aunt Trish. We had fun and all, but I think she's a little out of my league. She was really pretty, and, well, I'm just..."

"What are you talking about? You're a handsome young gentleman. No one is out of your league, you understand?" Trish scolded him.

"You think I'm handsome?" Mark asked.

"Of course I do" Trish replied. 

"I do too" Tina answered. "You look just like your dad, and he's as handsome as they come."

I looked at Tina and rolled my eyes at her over the top comparison.

"And I know you're a gentleman. Just be a gentleman to her and she won't be able to wait to see you again. You were a gentleman tonight, weren't you Mark?" Trish asked.

"Yes ma'am, I was." Mark's chest was puffed up and he was in full 'Marine Mode'.

"Then I bet she'll call you before this time tomorrow" Trish said.

"You need to give the guys lessons, Mark. I've seen the way you treat other girls at school, and you are definitely a gentleman. In fact, if I weren't your sister, you're the guy I'd want to date" Ellen added.

"Really? Wow. I just do what mom and dad taught us. Go figure."

Trish added "Mark my words, by this time tomorrow she'll call you. By the way, what was her name?"

"Whitney" Mark stated.

Trish and Tina glanced at each other with eyes slightly wider than normal. I could tell they were thinking "Nah, it couldn't be."

Trish's prediction proved to be true, and the next afternoon Whitney called. Mark told us that Whitney said she had never been treated with such respect and that she wanted to see him again. They promptly became an "item".

May became June, and there were changes for us on the horizon. 

Trish had become a permanent fixture in the lives of our family. She remained a loving and very creative sex partner for Tina and I, and she had become a close friend and confidant to Mark and Ellen. She also practiced a healthy lifestyle, eating right and exercising regularly to keep her body firm and feminine. Because Trish had integrated herself into our day-to-day lives, many of her lifestyle choices became ours as well. Tina and I both began to feel and look healthier. The stubborn excess weight around my midsection melted away, and though I didn't look like a teenager, I did look younger than my 46 years. Tina's weight loss was subtle but in all the right places, accentuating her curves in just the right ways. 

Trish had essentially moved in with us following the wedding ceremony in May. She kept her things in the bedroom that John vacated when he left for the Corp. We had to keep up pretenses, after all. She also kept her house and very infrequently would stay there, just to make sure everything was OK. 

Tina and I believed something was lacking in our current living arrangement with Trish. It lacked permanence. If things ever got difficult between us, it might be too easy for one or more to run to Trish's place and hide instead of working things out and healing our relationship. Tina and I wanted to make this permanent and suggested to Trish that she sell her house and live with us permanently. 

At first Trish was taken aback by our suggestion, and was initially speechless. Looking for something to say she managed to stutter "But... but... but... what do we tell the kids?" her voice a blend of excitement and concern.

"Well, I thought maybe we could build a small studio like apartment attached to the master bedroom here. It could have a bath, kitchen, bedroom, living room. Not just for you, but for all three of us to use whenever one of us might not be in the mood or just needs to be away from everybody. And by claiming it's an apartment for you it would give us some plausible deniability. Does that make sense?" were my thoughts.

Tina broke into a wide smile but said nothing.

"You would do that? For me?" Trish asked, becoming emotional.

"We married you, didn't we? That's a forever thing. We want you with us, always" Tina said.

"I can't believe this has happened to me! I can't believe I found two people who love me for who I am! Yes, of course I'll live here with you!"

Trish hugged and kissed Tina first, and as she hugged me she whispered in my ear "I guess wishes do come true" a reference to the falling star she had wished on late last summer.

Trish's home was in an up-and-coming part of the city that was gaining popularity with young couples. She had made numerous repairs and improvements to the property since purchasing it, and it did not last long on the market. She accepted an offer that was well above asking price just a week after listing it.

We celebrated the sale with a home cooked meal on the grill, and ate on the deck. I was constantly amazed at how effortless and easy conversation was amongst the five of us. Tina, Trish, and I really were meant to be together, and the twins were happy to have their aunt staying with them too. Sitting on the deck we were able to enjoy the gardens that my two master gardeners had been working on since the ground thawed. I could not imagine a more perfect setting.

Over dinner we told Mark and Ellen that Trish was going to live full time with us, and that we were going to build an addition on the house as an apartment for her.

"That is so cool!" Ellen squealed, obviously very happy about the news. She got up from her chair to hug Trish, who had gotten out of her chair too. "I am so happy you're going to stay here with us!" The two women embraced tightly, and both of them started to cry.

"Why are you crying?" Trish asked

"I'm so happy! This is so perfect! You're somewhere between a mom and a sister and you're smart and beautiful and caring and loving and I'm just so lucky!" Ellen babbled. "But why are you crying?"

"I'm just happy that you're so happy!" Trish answered between sniffs. 

After some time they broke their embrace, pecked each other on the lips and simultaneously said "I love you" in an unashamed mother/daughter way.

Mark sat quietly in his chair, a toothy smile stretched across his face. "I'm glad you'll be a part of the family too Aunt Trish."

"Thank you, Mark. I think this is going to be good for all of us" Trish said, her head cocked to the side and arms spread wide inviting Mark for a hug. Emotional displays were not Mark's thing, but he reluctantly got out of his chair and hugged his Aunt Trish.

Once dinner was finished the twins excused themselves to study for finals, leaving the three of us outside.

"That went well" Trish said.

"I thought so too" I agreed. "Tina and I will go see our banker tomorrow to start the loan process so we can start building."

"You'll do no such thing!" Trish commanded. "I am your wife. The two of you made me an equal part of this family, and I need to have skin in the game. I want to have a stake in what happens here. We will invest the profit from my place into the addition, and if we need more money than that we'll figure out a way to finance the balance equitably."

"Are you sure Trish? Clark and I would be more than happy to shoulder the cost to have you here with us" Tina replied.

"I'm sure honey. We agreed that we would share our joy and our pain. This is part of that" Trish confirmed.

With the living arrangements and financials settled, we began the process of designing the addition. Initially we let Mark and Ellen have a say in the design, but when they refused to accept a design without an in-ground pool, we shut them out. This was to be a practical addition to the house, not some extreme makeover. 

We settled on a two story addition that enlarged the existing master bedroom and bath, as well as creating an additional moderately sized second bedroom with it's own private bath, a large walk-in closet that I was not allowed to use, and a balcony overlooking the gardens. The open plan ground floor would house a kitchenette with a dining area, a lavatory, and a living room with a view of Trish's and Tina's beloved flower gardens. 

Before we settled on a design, Tina and Trish decided that the kid's desire to have a pool was not all that extravagant and that the "right" pool would be a great addition to the backyard, actually enhancing their gardens.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked.

"We were thinking of a pool that looked more like a pond and less like a pool" Tina said.

"We found a contractor that specializes in integrating pools into an existing landscape. Here, look at this design the contractor did for us" Trish said as she produced a computer design of the free-form pool seamlessly imposed on a photo of the backyard. "He designed it with a pebble finish in dark colors that blends in with the natural look of the gardens. It doesn't even look like a pool, does it? Plus, it's a saltwater pool so it's healthier and there's a lot less maintenance. What do you think?"

"There's no diving board. Or waterslide" I answered.

"You are such a smartass!" Tina said. "Seriously, what do you think?"

"I like it, especially the way there's no concrete apron all the way around it. It really does look like a pond, and the dark color looks so much more natural than a typical white pool. The waterfall isn't over the top, I like that. If the two of you really want it, I'm all for it. And it'll make the kids happy."

"Thank you Clark! You're gonna love having a pool, trust me" Trish said with wink and a devilish grin. 

Our design was finally set. The contractor who originally built the house was hired to build the addition, and he coordinated the excavation work for the foundation and the pool, saving us a lot of money. Most contractors were short of work in the area, so there were plenty of trades-people working on our project. Construction only took about sixty days, and we were able to occupy the space before the end of July. 

During construction we received a rare phone call from John and we filled him in on all of the latest developments. Of course, through letters and e-mails he was already aware of his mom's reconnection with her 'half sister', but it was special to be able to share the latest news with him in real time. He sounded genuinely excited, and even asked to speak to Trish personally so he could welcome her to the family. Trish told him she looked forward to meeting him soon.




My Journey Ch. 04



Trish and Tina worked diligently to decorate our new space, and before long we were all settled in. The pool was a big hit with everybody, and I found myself liking it more and more every day.

Of course, Trish was quick to show me and Tina what she meant when she told me I would love having a pool. As it turns out, Trish loves having sex in the water.

Tina and Trish had designed the pool to be a sex oasis for us. The pond-like design meant there were no sharp corners and the walls were a little short of vertical. Their design included a shallow, four inch deep pool at one end that was perfect for lovemaking, as well as shelf-like seating areas dispersed around the perimeter where one or more people could sit and relax or be intimate. Yet from the surface, all of these features were camouflaged as the dark pebbled finish made the water appear almost black.

Ellen loved having a place where she could sun bathe and take a dip to cool off if the heat of the sun became unbearable. She spent hours poolside in a bikini developing a deep, bronze tan. Trish would join her every once in a while as would Tina, and they would lounge and talk while absorbing the sun's rays. 

One Saturday I sat quietly on the new balcony and watched Ellen and Trish hang out and catch some sun, the girls unaware of my presence. I was getting aroused gazing on Trish's lovely body covered in a sexy one-piece suit with a frilly skirt around the bottom that kept her "specialness" from being discovered. During this observation session I realized just how lovely my daughter was. Ellen was no longer my little girl. She had grown into a beautiful, shapely young woman and I realized her bikini did little to conceal her magnificent body.

"Hey, you wanna go skinny dipping?" I heard Ellen ask Trish.

"I don't think that would be a good idea Ellen. I'm your aunt" Trish politely replied.

"So?"

"So? It's not something that aunts and nieces do together, that's all" Trish responded.

"I've gone skinny dipping with plenty of girls before Trish. It's not like I haven't seen a hot woman naked in a pool" Ellen protested.

Did I really just hear that? Did my daughter just say she had skinny dipped with plenty of girls? And that she thought Trish was hot? Was Ellen serious when she said she had sworn off boys? Had she been intimate with a woman? This was a side of my daughter I had never considered before.

"That's not the point young lady. If you want to skinny dip with your friends, that's fine. But I won't cross that line. It would be inappropriate" was Trish's firm reply. "And if you're gonna skinny dip here, you better be discreet about it. There are men in the house."

As erotic as the thought of the two of them naked in the pool was, I was relieved that Trish didn't succumb to the temptation to skinny dip with Ellen. Trish appreciated beautiful women, after all she was married to Tina, and Ellen was a younger version of her mom.

"Party pooper!" Ellen pouted as she got out of her chair and walked into the pool via the shallow end, still in her bikini, and swam to the waterfall where she allowed the cascading water to fall on and massage her back. 

Somewhere deep inside I was disappointed that Ellen didn't strip. It dawned on me that I wanted to see my daughter naked. Worse yet, I wanted to see my daughter naked with Trish, my wife! What was wrong with me? I was married to two very beautiful women and I had just imagined my daughter cavorting naked in the pool with my shemale bride!

I slinked back into the house, embarrassed by my depraved thoughts. I was having more and better sex than any man deserves with two of the most wonderful women on the planet and apparently that just wasn't enough. 

Later that night the three of us were in bed. Trish and Tina were face to face, their bodies pressed tightly together. I was spooning Trish, my erection firmly planted in the crack of her ass.

"I need to tell you two something" Trish began. "Earlier today Ellen and I were sunning by the pool and she suggested that the two of us go skinny dipping."

Trish impressed me by confessing what happened. I already knew, but she didn't know that.

"Really? She asked you to go skinny dipping?" Tina asked.

"She did" Trish answered. 

"So what did you do?" I asked.

"I told her it wouldn't be appropriate for an aunt and her niece to do that."

"What did Ellen say?" Tina inquired.

"She called me a party pooper and got in the pool. I left it at that" Trish answered. "She did tell me that she had been skinny dipping with plenty of hot girls before. I kind of got the feeling she was making a pass at me. Do you think she was serious when she swore off boys?"

"Geez, I never thought about it. I wouldn't think one bad date with Tim would cause her to chase after women, would it?" Tina asked.

"Do you think she was already interested in girls?" I asked my wives.

"I don't know" Trish answered.

"It's never come up when we talked" was Tina's reply. "Hmm. Interesting."

"So what do I do if it happens again?" Trish asked.

"What do you want to happen?" Tina asked her wife.

"I'm not sure. On the one hand, she is very attractive, but on the other I'm married to the two of you. I won't let your daughter do anything to ruin what we have."

Tina shocked me when she kissed Trish passionately and said "What if we told you it was OK?"

"What do you mean?" Trish asked.

"Yeah, what are you saying Tina?" I added.

"Well, we're not exactly a normal family anymore and if Ellen is interested in Trish I can't say I would have a problem with it if something happened between the two of you" Tina answered.

"Who are you, and what have you done with my Tina?" I asked in shock.

"I'm not saying I'm going to let anything happen, but you wouldn't have a problem with it?" Trish asked.

"I can't say that I would. A lot of things have changed for me in the last year or so and I'm not the prude I used to be. What do you think, Clark?"

"I would be lying if I said I wouldn't have a problem with it."

"The hard cock pressing into my ass tells me a different story, big boy" Trish interjected. "What do you say we fuck on it tonight and wait to see if anything comes of it?"

That was the best idea I had heard today. I pulled my hips back so I could line up my cock with Trish's asshole, and began pressing forward into my wife's butt. Tina kissed Trish before spinning around to sixty-nine her wife while I fucked her.

We set a nice leisurely pace. I fucked Trish's ass and kissed her neck and ear. Tina sucked on Trish's cock and pressed a finger into my asshole. Trish busied herself lapping at Tina's clit and labia while pumping a finger in and out of her ass. As I looked at my lovers orally pleasing each other, I could not shake the vision that it was actually Ellen coupling with Trish; and it was a huge fucking turn on.

The three of us came just a few moments apart. I pulled out of Trish and Tina immediately began licking up the cum leaking out of Trish's well fucked brown eye. 

After a few minutes cuddling, I whispered "OK, I'm not encouraging you to do anything Trish, but if something does happen I don't think I'd have a problem with it."

We fell asleep, our arms and legs entwined.

The following Wednesday was the twin's eighteenth birthday. I woke up late with an urgent need to have a cock inside of me. There wasn't time to take care of my lust before we had to leave for work, so I spent the morning longing for one of my wives to fuck me. At lunch time, I conferenced Trish and Tina. I told them what I needed and that it couldn't wait until later that night. Both of them volunteered to meet me at the house and take care of what was ailing me before we got ready for the twin's birthday celebration.

We arrived at the same time and in our urgency to get naked together we didn't realize that Mark's truck was there. We burst into the house and began racing for the stairs.

I stopped suddenly when something in the backyard caught my eye. I froze in my tracks. Trish and Tina were two steps up the stairs when they saw I had stopped.

"What is it Clark?" Tina asked.

I was silent, stunned by what I was seeing.

Trish and Tina came down the steps and looked to see what had my rapt attention.

Tina gasped and in an excited whisper exclaimed "Oh my God!"

"That is so fucking hot!" Trish commented in a low, throaty moan.

Ellen was on her back on a blanket next to the pool, her face between Whitney's legs and her legs spread wide. Whitney was on her elbows and knees, her ass high in the air, eating my beautiful daughter's pussy while Mark fucked the beautiful blonde from behind.

Ellen's hands palmed and groped the meaty flesh of Whitney's ass as she relentlessly ate her brother's gorgeous girlfriend. Ellen's firm breasts stood proud on her chest, jiggling as Mark's pounding was transmitted through Whitney's body to hers. 

Whitney's hands were busy at Ellen's ass too, spreading her cheeks apart and rubbing her little pucker while she devoured the succulent pussy in front of her; her breasts mashed between her chest and Ellen's belly.

Mark's hands held Whitney's hips as he plunged his significant cock in and out of the shapely little minx kneeling in front of him. 

"That's Whitney! From Victoria's Secret!" I said.

We were all transfixed by the erotic sight before us and were rendered speechless.

It was obvious they did not know we were home, and thought they were sharing this intimate adventure in privacy.

The three of us raced to the new apartment living room to get a closer look at the threesome unfolding in front of us. We peeked through the sheer curtains hoping to remain hidden.

Through the closed doors and over the white noise of the waterfall, we could only make out some of the sounds coming from the lovemaking in the backyard. We had obviously arrived toward the end of the session as Ellen was obviously cumming, her hips thrusting up to Whitney's mouth. Mark's head was thrown back, a grimace on his face and his arms straining as he pulled Whitney against him, dumping his load into her willing body. Whitney's body was visibly convulsing as an orgasm rocked her and she came on Mark's cock and all over our daughter's lovely face.

"I guess they decided to start celebrating without us" Tina said, her voice betraying her desire. The fact she had her hands down the front of her skirt diddling her clit kind of indicated her lust as well.

We watched as Mark and Whitney rolled off of Ellen, his cock still inside of her. The couple laid on the blanket as Ellen turned around, laid in front of Whitney, and took her in her arms. Their faces pressed together for a deep, intimate kiss. Ellen moved her left hand between Whitney's legs to massage her well fucked pussy and Mark's softening cock. Eventually Mark's manhood slipped out of Whitney and Ellen wasted no time going down on her girlfriend. Ellen licked and probed her lover's wet slit, lapping her brothers cum out of Whitney's slick pussy.

Mark was propped up on an elbow and Whitney's head was turned so the two of them could kiss while Ellen focused on the blonde girl's sex. Mark cupped Whitney's right tit and strummed the nipple with his thumb while their lustful tongues played in one another's mouths. They were beautiful together.

Then Ellen blew our minds by grabbing her brother's cock and sucking it into her mouth. She very slowly and deliberately worked Mark's member, swirling her tongue and sucking it. She was obviously trying to get it hard again. Despite the obstructed view and the muffling of the sound, it was obvious she was enjoying herself and that Mark was responding to the oral attention his cock was receiving.

I felt Trish's mouth at my ear, her hot breath sending shivers of anticipation through my body. "They are so beautiful" she breathed into my ear, quickly followed by a deep probe of her tongue. My eyes closed as Trish's tongue and mouth continued to lavish attention on my erogenous zone. Her hand snaked to the front of my khaki's to massage my engorged penis.

"She's gonna fuck him! She's gonna fuck her brother!" Tina exclaimed in a whispered shout. "Oh my GOD! I'm gonna cum just watching her!" 

Trish and I looked through the scrim covered patio door just in time to see Ellen squat over her brother's erection and slowly lower her wet tunnel onto Mark's veiny spear. We heard Tina cumming at that point, and could only hope that the kids didn't. Once she had him all the way inside Ellen rested her hands on his chest and lowered herself to her knees. She held him there, not moving. She was obviously savoring the exquisite feeling of being filled with a cock. Was she also feeling the overwhelming emotional conflict that comes from doing something that feels so good but is a terrible cultural taboo? She raised her hips a couple of inches and slid back down her brother's cock.

Our daughter was fucking our son.

Not wanting to be left out, Whitney flung a leg over Mark and settled her pussy on his mouth. Whitney lowered her face to Ellen's chest and began sucking her tits. Ellen threw her head back in ecstasy as her hips continued to pump up and down on her brother's stiff prick. Ellen fucked her brother while their girlfriend made love to her breasts.

This was too much for me. I stripped out of my clothes and moved away from the patio door. Quickly getting on my knees I raised my ass in the air and pleaded with Trish to fuck me. She was out of her clothes and kneeling behind me in a flash. Trish allowed some saliva to fall from her lips onto my longing asshole and spread it around with the head of her cock. She aimed her prick with her left hand and pulled me back toward her with her right. I could feel my sphincter give way, anxious to feel her length slip past the tight ring. 

Through the semi-sheer curtains we could still make out what was happening by the pool. Ellen was furiously riding her brother's cock, and she and Whitney were now locked in a breast crushing embrace while their tongues fought relentlessly.

Inside, Trish was plunging her rock hard girl cock in and out of me with great urgency. Tina knelt beside Trish so she could stroke my cock while my ass got fucked and we could all still watch what was happening outside.

Tina's hand flying up and down the length of my cock, Trish's cock reaming my gripping ass, and the site of our children engaged in a passionate fuck just a few steps away combined to send me over the edge. My cock spat cum all over the carpet underneath me. My contracting asshole clamped around Trish's perfect cock. She took a couple of full strokes into my receptive ass before converting to short, rapid thrusts and emptied her girl honey into my rectum. Trish kept pumping me with abbreviated strokes until all of her juice was securely deposited inside of me.

Trish pulled out, rolled me onto my back and climbed on top of me before engaging me in a very passionate kiss. "I love fucking your ass Clark" Trish whispered, placing emphasis on the first two words. "That was just too fucking hot!"

"I have never cum like that. Fuck, what a turn on!" Tina quietly exclaimed.

A quick check outside showed the three beautiful kids were still engaged in their debauchery so we decided it was a good time to beat a hasty retreat lest we should get caught spying on them.

We dressed quickly and quietly exited the house, hoping the noise of the cars would be drowned out by the waterfall and their own lovemaking. 

Instead of going back to work, we stopped at a Starbucks and ordered coffee so we could digest and discuss what had just happened.

"Did you ever expect to see that?" I asked Tina.

"Not in a million years. Unbelievable" Tina answered.

"Ellen's body is more beautiful than I had ever imagined. Her proportions are perfect, just like her mom's" Trish added, soliciting a genuine, though embarrassed, smile from Tina. "I have to confess, that after what I witnessed today, if Ellen does try to start something with me, I don't think I would be able to stop her. Or myself."

"My only request is that if something does happen, you have to tell us" I said.

"That goes without saying" Trish answered.

"Oh. One other thing" I added. "If something happens between Trish and Ellen I'm allowed to see if something might happen between me and Whitney."

There were a few seconds of deafening silence at our table.

"Fine. And I get to see if something could happen between me and Mark" was Tina's spoken demand.

Trish and I looked at Tina with obvious shock.

"You would fuck your own son!?" Trish whispered excitedly.

Tina reflected on the question for a long moment. Her eyes began to twinkle, and then glaze over completely. "Yes, I would" she said wistfully.

Trish and I looked at her with mouths agape totally shocked by her depraved confession. I finally gathered enough cerebral power to say "None of this can happen tonight. That would just be way too obvious" to which Trish and Tina both voiced their agreement.

We stayed at the coffee shop chatting and sipping coffee. To make it look like we were getting home from work, I left the coffee shop and Trish was to leave a few minutes after me. Tina was going to go shopping to pick up things for the twins birthday.

When I got home, I walked in the house as usual and could hear the kids were still in the backyard. I walked out the patio door to find Mark, Ellen, and Whitney in the pool swimming and playing like young kids. Thankfully they were in their swimsuits.

"Hi Dad" Mark called.

"Hi Daddy" Ellen greeted me.

"Hi Mr. Pratt" Whitney offered.

"Hello everyone. Happy birthday you two" I said.

"Thanks dad. Dad, this is my friend Whitney" Mark said, introducing me to the beautiful curvaceous blonde.

"Our friend" Ellen corrected.

I did my best to make sure I didn't do anything to betray the fact I had seen her before. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you Whitney. We've heard a lot about you" I said. "Are you having a good time?"

"Yes, I am! Your pool is wonderful!" she exclaimed. 

"Thank you! Will you be joining us for dinner?" I asked.

"I hadn't thought about it Mr. Pratt, but if it's not an inconvenience I would really like to. We're having so much fun" she replied.

"No problem at all, and please, call me something other than Mr. Pratt."

"Would you mind if I called you 'Mr. P'?" Whitney asked, a dazzling white smile on her face and bright blue eyes sparkling. 

I laughed as I said "No, 'Mr. P' would be fine Whitney." I turned to go back into the house. Partly because there were preparations to be made, and partly because "little Mr. P" was aroused by seeing the lovely Whitney in the pool. Normally, seeing one of Mark or Ellen's friends like that wouldn't be an issue, but I had seen her less than 5 hours ago eating my daughter's pussy while my son fucked her. The image of her tight, firm eighteen year old body was still fresh in my mind.

Trish arrived shortly after I went back in the house. "Hi baby" she greeted me, wrapping her arms around me and kissing my mouth deeply. "Thanks for a great fuck this afternoon."

"We have company in the pool, honey" I said after breaking her erection inducing kiss.

"Oooo! I guess I better be careful then! Who's all here?"

"Mark, Ellen, and Whitney."

"Are they naked!?" she gasped as she strode to the patio door to get a look at the fit young bodies in the pool.

"No, well, not completely. Bikinis that are barely there, but they're dressed, you horny little slut" I teased.

"Ain't that the pot callin' the kettle black? I'm not the only slut in this marriage, buddy. You like a cock in your mouth and ass as much as I do!" she shot back. After a brief look at the young people in the pool she walked back toward me, looked over her shoulder to make sure no one could see and proceeded to tongue fuck my mouth while she massaged my crotch. "I'll take care of that later" she cooed, spun on her heels and walked out to the pool.




My Journey Ch. 04



"Happy birthday you two!" Trish yelled as she approached the pool.

"Oh! Hi Aunt Trish! Thanks!" Ellen chirped at the greeting.

"Thanks Aunt Trish" Mark said. "Is mom home yet?" he asked.

"Nope, she was going to stop at the grocery store to get things for tonight."

Mark added "Oh, I almost forgot. Trish, this is my girlfriend Whitney. Whitney, this is my Aunt Trish."

Trish was quick to respond. "It's a pleasure to finally put a face to the name, Whitney" she said, making it clear that regardless of any history they may have, they were meeting for the first time.

"It's nice to meet you too, Aunt Trish" Whitney replied with an understanding twinkle in her eyes.

"You can call me Trish, Whitney."

"Thanks, but I think I like Aunt Trish better."

"That's fine with me! So, are you staying to celebrate the twin's birthday with us Whitney?" Trish inquired.

"I am. Mr. P invited me to stay before you got home." Whitney confessed.

"We're looking forward to having you join us. I'm going in to help Mr. P with the party prep. You guys stay out here and have a good time" Trish said before coming inside.

Back in the house Trish said "I had to come back in here before I started sporting my surprise! Damn those three are hot!" and asked if there was anything she could do to help.

I just looked at her, a knowing smile on my face.

"I've got things pretty much under control, but if you are so inclined you could open a bottle of wine and pour a couple of glasses. Make that three" I said as Tina walked in the door carrying a cake and groceries. 

"Hi!" Tine said excitedly. Tina set the bags of groceries on the counter and approached Trish, leaning in to her wife for a kiss.

"Careful, we have company!" Trish warned.

"Oh!? Who's all here?" Tina asked.

"Mark, Ellen and Whitney" Trish answered.

"Did she recognize..."

"Yes she did, but I nipped it early before she said anything" Trish interrupted. "Go out and say hi to everybody" Trish suggested.

Tina went out to the pool where the three teens were still frolicking in the water and chimed "Happy birthday you two!"

"Yeah! You're home! Thanks mom!" Ellen declared.

"Thanks mom" the reserved Mark said.

"And you must be Whitney. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Tina, Mark and Ellen's mom"

Whitney swam to the side of the pool nearest Tina.

"It's nice to meet you too, Tina. Your husband suggested I call him Mr. P. I'm not comfortable using your first name. Would it be OK if I call you Mrs. P?" Whitney asked.

"Mrs. P would be fine Whitney. Mr. P tells me you're staying for supper, is that true?"

"Yep. Mr. P invited me earlier. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all. There will be plenty to go around. Mr. P says dinner will be ready in about half an hour. Why don't you three go put on some clothes that would be a little more "dinner table appropriate"" 

"You don't like my bikini mom?" Ellen asked as she walked out of the shallow end and sensuously toweled off.

Tina was momentarily mesmerized by her daughters gorgeous body barely covered by the scraps of fabric Ellen had referred to as a bikini.

"I like your suit very much Ellen, but do you think you should wear it at the dinner table?"

"You're right" Ellen added giving her mom a hug before heading to her room.

"Happy birthday baby" Tina whispered. "I love you."

Ellen responded by hugging her mom a little tighter and placing a lingering kiss on her lips. "I love you too, mom" she said before sauntering off to her room, the full cheeks of her firm, barely covered ass saucily swaying.

Whitney exited the pool and dried herself, saying "I'm going to change too." She followed Ellen to her room. Whitney's swimsuit appeared to Tina to be a size too small and barely covered her voluptuous body. Tiny triangles struggled to cover the mass of her "C" cup breasts, and the teeny tiny bottoms barely contained her apparently hairless sex and left her full, round buttocks essentially exposed. Tina had to drag her eyes away from the tantalizing bodies as they walked away.

Turning her attention to her eighteen year old son, Tina asked "Aren't you going to change, Mark?"

"In a couple of minutes" Mark replied from the deep end of the pool. It was pretty obvious he was hard. Hell, who could blame him? He had just pleasured both of the sexy young women and had gotten an eyeful of their barely-clad bodies as they exited the pool.

"OK. Just don't be late for dinner" Tina said as she walked to the house.

Back inside, Ellen and Whitney walked through the kitchen en route to Ellen's bedroom. Not only did they not cover themselves, both of the young women had their chests thrust forward, back arched, and exaggerated the swing of their hips as they past; enticing us, teasing us. Ellen's eyes were focused on Trish's and I thought I saw Whitney stealing glances at me as she proudly strode past. 

Once the two vixens were out of sight, Trish and I turned to each other. What I saw on Trish's face was unadulterated lust, and I'm sure I bore the same look. My heart was pounding. As soon as we heard Ellen's bedroom door close, Trish and I were in each other's arms kissing feverishly. I grabbed Trish's ass and pulled her to me, grinding my aching hard-on into her.

"I am so fucking turned on" Trish whispered before briefly tonguing my sensitive ear and palming my rock hard cock. "And I see you're turned on too!"

Tina entered the kitchen and saw the two of us caressing. "Get a room!" she said before joining our embrace, kissing each of us deeply in turn. "We need to break this up before Mark comes in. He didn't want to get out of the pool while I was there. I'm pretty sure he's got some serious wood going on."

Just as we broke from our coupling Mark entered the house and walked toward his room. He wore a pair of baggy swim trunks. If he was hard, it wasn't noticeable. His trunks covered him from his waist to just above the knees, but it did nothing to hide his trim, chiseled physique. Mark is about five ten, 170 pounds, and I don't think there is an ounce of fat on the young man. He has muscular arms, a sculpted chest, and sinewy calves. His short hair and fit body screamed "U.S. Marine" even though he was due to start his senior year of high school in the fall. Trish and Tina both stared at him as he walked by, and their eyes undressed him from behind as he entered the hall.

Tina turned to me, kissed me while rubbing my crotch and said "I can't wait to get this inside of me tonight." I knew I would oblige her desire. Trish stepped behind Tina and ground her crotch into Tina's ass while cupping and fondling her breasts.

We heard a door open down the hall and quickly broke from our heated foreplay. All three of us were obviously flushed with excitement as Ellen and Whitney came into the kitchen. Both of the young women were dressed in tee shirts and tight nylon athletic shorts. The girls also had the provocative fashion sense to go braless. Being the young, nubile creatures they are their breasts seemed to defy gravity; their areolas and nipples evident through the thin cotton. Tina shot Ellen a disapproving look, but Ellen just smiled and pretended to ignore her.

"Is dinner about ready? I'm gonna die if I don't eat soon!" Ellen said, the back of her hand on her forehead as she faked a swoon.

Tina answered "Dad's gonna put the steaks on right now. We'll eat in..."

"Twelve minutes" in interrupted my wife. "Medium rare, Whitney?" I asked

"Perfect" she answered.

We sat at the table on the deck with Whitney on my left and Trish on my right. Tina was to Trish's right. The six of us enjoyed salads, baked potatoes, and grilled T-bones. It was Mark and Ellen's favorite meal, and they devoured it like polite animals; their afternoon poolside romp obviously fueled their appetites.

"This steak is incredible Mr. P. You're a helluva cook!" Whitney said. She leaned to her right toward me and whispered "I wonder what else you're good at." My head snapped to the left in surprise. My eyes locked with Whitney's sparkling blue eyes for an extended second. She gave me a devilish wink before returning to her meal.

"Seeing that I'm eighteen now, may I have a glass of wine?" Ellen asked.

Tina and I looked at each other. We had been together so long that we were able to look into each other's eyes and hold a conversation without saying a word. Tina wordlessly acknowledged that she agreed with my decision and said "Just one. Mark, would you care for a glass?"

"Yes please" he answered.

"Whitney, if you're eighteen you're welcome to join us as well" Tina told her.

"Thanks Mrs. P. I would like a glass."

Ellen practically leapt from her chair to pour three glasses. "Is there another bottle? You lushes drank most of this one" she teased.

"There's one in the fridge" Tina answered.

Ellen opened the new bottle and poured three large glasses, essentially emptying the entire bottle.

"Ellen!" Tina exclaimed. "Are you sure you got enough?" she asked sarcastically. Ellen didn't respond to her mother's question and placed a glass in front of Whitney and in front of Mark. Ellen took her seat at the table, and once she was comfortable Trish raised her glass and said "To the new adults! Happy birthday!" The six of us took turns clinking glasses and drank.

Once the meal was finished, Tina excused herself to get the cake. I glanced around the table and saw that Mark was gazing at Whitney, obviously smitten with the young woman. Ellen was fixated on Trish, staring at her while she ran a finger around the rim of her wine glass and mindlessly licked her lips. Her desire and arousal were evident to anyone who cared to see it. Trish's eyes moved from face to face, observing everything happening at the table eventually turning to me with a look that said "Can you believe what's happening?"

Tina came back outside with the birthday cake adorned with thirty-six candles, eighteen for each of the twins. As she approached the table she began our family tradition of singing "Happy Birthday" to the kids. Trish, Whitney, and I joined in. Mark and Ellen tried to act embarrassed but it was evident that they appreciated the attention and the continuation of our tradition.

The twins made their wishes and blew out the candles.

"What did you wish for?" Tina asked. She always asked even though she knew the kids wouldn't answer, because the wish wouldn't come true if they told.

"Mom! We can't tell you or our wish won't come true!" Ellen shouted like a little girl.

"I can tell you what I wished for because it can't come true any way" Mark said.

"How can you be so sure Mark?" I asked.

"Because I wished John was here."

His touching wish quieted the gathering for a long minute. I was bursting with pride at my son's selflessness.

"I wish he was here too, son. I miss him as much as you do" I responded.

"We all do. We all miss him, Mark" Ellen replied.

Tina said nothing but her eyes began to fill with tears, obviously moved by her son's love and concern for his brother. Trish beamed with pride and fought back her own tears. Whitney's expression was now the same as I had seen on Mark's face earlier.

Tina cut and served the cake, the mood around the table lightening again. We were here to celebrate Mark and Ellen's birthday, not wallow in the fact that John wasn't here.

After the cake, we gave Mark and Ellen their gifts. We have a tendency to "go big" on gifts when the kids have a milestone birthday, and turning eighteen is as big as it gets. 

Ellen opened her gift from her mom and me first. We had gotten her a top-of-the-line laptop computer and a digital video camera. Yeah, it was extravagant. We figured the PC would be useful for her when she went off to college and that the camera would be a source of fun for her.

"Oh my GOD! It's perfect! It's just what I wanted! Thank you thank you thank you!" she yelled, completely elated.

Mark was up next and he opened the gift from his mom and me. It was the same gift I received from my dad when I turned eighteen, and the same gift I gave to John when he turned eighteen. It was his first handgun. 

"Mom, dad, you shouldn't have" he said as he opened the case to the Beretta P-92 Vertec. "It's perfect. Thank you."

"It's the civilian version of the M9 you'll be issued if you deploy" I told him, a tiny quake in my voice as I thought of both of my sons deployed. "I think we need to take it for a test drive this weekend. What do ya think?"

"I can't wait!" he replied.

"Here" Trish said, handing Mark and Ellen each an envelope. "Happy birthday!"

Mark and Ellen opened their envelopes at the same time and extracted the contents. Each of them held a note, hand written on quality stationery. We all sat in silence as each twin read what was written on the note.

Ellen held the note in her left hand and read while her right hand went to her mouth, index finger under her nose. I could see her chin begin to tremble as the words she read triggered an emotional response inside of her. Tears welled up and rolled down her cheeks. Mark's reaction was much the same. There were no tears, but it was obvious that he was deeply moved by what Trish had written.

Ellen was finally able to look at Trish and squeaked out "Thank you!" while wiping the tears from her eyes. "Look at me, blubbering like a baby" she confessed, releasing a laugh of embarrassment. "I'm sorry." Ellen got out of her chair to hug Trish.

"I am so proud of you young lady, and I have come to love you so very much! Like you're my very own daughter" Trish said as she tightly held Ellen in her arms.

"I love you too Aunt Trish. I love you more than I can ever say! Thank you!"

Mark was out of his chair too, and was waiting to thank his aunt. Ellen moved to thank her mom and Mark took Trish in his powerful arms and said "Thanks Aunt Trish. I will treasure this day and this gift. I am so glad you are part of our family. I love you very much."

"I love you too, son!" she replied, obviously thinking of Mark as her own child too. Tina and I were touched that Trish felt the way she did for our kids. In all honesty, I would have been disappointed if that bond had not developed. 

"Oh, and you both need to look inside your envelopes."

Trish had taped a Gander Mountain gift card in Mark' envelope and a Victoria's Secret gift card in Ellen's.

"Thank you Aunt Trish" they replied. 

"Whitney! Look!" Ellen beamed.

"Awesome! That'll be fun to use!" Whitney answered.

Mark then surprised me by turning to me and embracing me. "That Beretta is the coolest gift ever dad. I love it."

"I'm glad you like it son. It was a great honor for me to give it to you. I'm very proud of you."

It was Ellen's turn to thank me now. She wrapped her arms around my neck and molded her body to mine in a not-so-daughterly way. "Thank you daddy" she cooed in my ear. "This might be the best birthday ever."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it" I said, trying to get a little distance between us.

Ellen finally released her hold and me and returned to her seat.

We spent the rest of the evening on the deck enjoying the conversation, warm weather, and more wine than I anticipated. I know I had at least three glasses, and I had forgotten to pay attention to how much the kids were drinking. It was pretty obvious Ellen had more than the one glass we allowed her, She wasn't drunk but she was becoming quite uninhibited and was openly ogling Trish. Much to her credit, Trish did a great job of not encouraging Ellen.

"Anyone wanna go for a late night swim?" Ellen asked.

"I'm in!" Whitney volunteered enthusiastically. "What about you, Mark?" she asked, a detectable amount of desire in her voice.

"Nah, not tonight. You two wore me out in the pool today. Time to hit the rack"

"Mrs. P? Aunt Trish? Mr. P?" Whitney offered.

"Thanks for asking Whitney, but we all have to work tomorrow. Rain check?" Trish offered for all of us.

"No problem. Some other time." Whitney answered with a smile.

"Let's get changed" Ellen suggested.

Whitney and Ellen were off to Ellen's room to change and Mark shuffled off to bed.

Before walking into the house he stopped and turned to us. "Thanks for a great birthday. You guys are the absolute best." Then he turned and walked to his room before we had a chance to respond.

"I, for one, need to be out of here before the girls come back. See you in a bit" I said and headed to bed.

Once upstairs I used the restroom and stripped for bed. I pulled the covers back and lay down on the cool sheets. As I replayed the events of the day, it didn't take long for my cock to respond. I recalled seeing my daughter eating pussy and fucking her brother; Mark plunging into the beautiful Whitney; Whitney's tight, firm body as she paraded through the kitchen before dinner; Trish's cock fucking my ass to orgasm. It had been one hell of a day.

Trish and Tina, holding hands, came into the room a few minutes after me. Tina looked at my state of arousal and said "I'm glad to see you remembered what I wanted tonight, stud."

I smiled.

Trish and Tina both went into the newly remodeled master bath and closed the door behind them. When they emerged a few minutes later, Tina was wearing a pair of white thigh high stockings and Trish had on a black garter belt and a pair of dark black stockings. The sight of the two of them, dressed to indulge me in one of my fetishes, was incredible. I never cease to be amazed how sexy it is to see a curvaceous woman in silky lingerie. And if that woman also has an erect cock it's almost enough to make me cum. 

"Oh-oh-oh-oh God you two are beautiful!" I said, totally enthralled by the two beauties in front of me.

Tina sashayed to the bed, crawled on, spread my legs up and out and positioned herself between them. She began thrusting her pubis into me as if she was fucking me. I love it when she does that. "Can I get a rain check on that?" Tina asked as she released my legs, straddled my hips, and lowered herself on my pole. The feel of her velvety soft pussy and the smoothness of the silk stockings on my thighs nearly sent me through the roof.

"I've needed this since lunch Clark. God, you feel good inside of me!"

"You're dripping wet honey" I said.

"I haven't stopped dripping since watching the kids this afternoon. The swimsuits and the flirting didn't help either." Tina thrust her hips forward and back on my manhood, not even trying to slide up and down. The sensation was incredible for me, and I learned her piercing stimulated her clit when she fucked me like this.

Trish got on the bed to my right, her erect cock framed by the belt and straps of her garter. "See anything you like baby?" she asked in an incredibly seductive voice. I nodded and licked my lips, signaling Trish to move closer. 

Trish inched closer to my face, pushed her very hard cock down so it was pointed at my mouth and forced it in. A satisfied moan escaped her lips. Trish grabbed my head with both hands and began thrusting into my mouth. I wasn't going to blow her tonight, she was going to fuck my face. I reached behind my shemale wife with one hand and began running my fingers up and down the crack of her ass, focusing on her sensitive entrance.

"You are such a good little cocksucker, baby" she uttered before turning and kissing Tina thoroughly and passionately extracting a whimper from Tina.

What an experience I was having at that moment. My wife was using my cock to masturbate, my other wife was fucking my mouth with her cock, and the two of them were engaged in a lustful, orgasm inducing tongue kiss. I transitioned my fingers so I could plunge them into Trish's chute, sinking two fingers in to the hilt. A guttural moan, a growl, worked it's way out of Trish's throat while she continued to devour Tina's mouth. "Oh.Fuck.Yes! Fuck my ass baby!" Trish exclaimed as I sawed my fingers in and out of her luscious hole.




My Journey Ch. 04



We stayed in these positions, fucking and sucking like it was our last time we'd ever be together. I was in heaven, making love to the two women I love most in the world. The sensation of Tina's sopping wet pussy and the motion she was using to fuck me began to overwhelm me and brought me to the point where I could not stop my approaching orgasm. "I'm gonna cum" I mumbled around Trish's cock.

"Give it to me baby. Give me your cum!" Tina bore down even harder on my cock which stimulated her clit in earnest. "Come on baby! Make me cum with you! Fuck me Mark! Oh God! Make your mommy cum!!"

That sent me over the edge and my cock erupted inside my wife's spasming pussy, my cum splattering the walls of her vagina.

"I'm cumming honey! Mommy's cumming on your cock! Ooooh YES YES YES!"

I looked up at Trish and saw that her eyes were wild with lust at what she had just heard her wife say. Trish turned, her wild eyes locked on mine. "That was so fucking hot, baby!" she said as she increased the rate of her thrusting, indicating she was close. "I can't believe how much that turned me on. Are you ready for my cum, baby? Are you ready for Trish to fill your mouth with her girl juice?"

I answered by increasing the suction on her cock and slamming my fingers into her ass.

"Ooooh YES! You are such a good cocksucker! Swallow my cum!" she encouraged as she spewed rope after rope of creamy white syrup into my mouth and down my throat.

I love sucking Trish's cock and swallowing her cum. Even after Trish's ejaculation subsided I continued to suck, worship, her cock and slide my fingers in and out of her ass.

Trish had let go of my head and now held Tina's face in her hands, gazing lovingly into her eyes. "You are a naughty little slut, and I love that about you" she said and kissed Tina deeply, lovingly, in what I have come to call a 'soul exchanging' kiss. They had become so much more than lovers.

"I would love to keep making love to your mouth, but I want my husband's cum" Trish said as she pushed Tina to her back, knelt between Tina's splayed legs and ate her well fucked pussy. 

"Ooooh fuck Trish! I love how you eat my pussy! 

Trish's ass was high in the air, open and inviting as she ate Tina. I knelt behind Trish and proceed to adore her bud with long languid stroked of my tongue from the base or her scrotum to the top of her crack. Flattening my tongue, I pressed against her anus while applying pressure to her perineum with my thumb. I continued to rub and pressure her perineum with my thumb, but now pointed my tongue and wiggled it against her asshole. I felt her relax and my tongue slipped inside. I alternated swirling my tongue inside her smooth hole and plunging it in and out like a little cock.

"Eat my ass baby!" Trish said before redoubling her effort on Tina's pussy.

"You're making me cum honey! Oh God! I'm cuummmmiiinng!" Tina exclaimed. Tina's hands were on the back of Trish's head, holding the worshipping mouth to her sex. 

Trish continued to lick and suck at her wife's labia and clit and was rewarded with globs of my cum as it pulsed from Tina's spasming hole. Trish lapped up my cum and held it in her mouth. She disengaged from her lover's pussy and made her way up Tina's body until their breasts were pressed together and Tina's legs wrapped around Trish's waist. Trish extended her tongue and allowed a dollop of my cream to roll off the end into Tina's waiting mouth. The two women swallowed the cum in their mouths then engaged in another deep kiss.

"That was incredible Trish" Tina gasped.

"Which was better, me eating you well fucked pussy, or cumming on your sons cock?"

Tina looked at Trish and I with questioning eyes. "What do you mean?" Tina asked.

Trish lovingly stroked her wife's face with the back of her hand and said "You called out Mark's name when you came on Clark's cock. Freudian slip much?" Trish chided, a knowing lustful grin on her face.

"I'm so sorry Clark. I... I... I guess I was just overcome with the events of the day..."

"It's OK honey. Really. After what we saw today, don't think for a minute that I didn't imagine Whitney was riding my cock and fucking me." I said.

"And I was imaging I was eating our son's cum out of our daughter's pussy" Trish added before lovingly kissing her wife's full lips. "You were just the only one that put it into words."

Trish rolled to her side, Tina's legs still wrapped around her, and continued to kiss her wife's mouth and pet her naked body.

Pulling the sheet over us, I spooned Tina, my semi-erect cock in the crack of her ass, and a firm boob in each hand and fell asleep.

Suddenly I was awake. I glanced at the clock and saw it was 2:00am. Trish and Tina were sound asleep, still locked in an intimate embrace.

Not wanting to disturb my sleeping lovers I gently rolled out of bed to use the restroom. On the way back to the bed I thought I heard something outside. The kids had to be in bed at this hour, so I quietly opened the patio door and stepped onto the balcony to investigate.

Well, the kids weren't in bed. At least some of them weren't. Whitney and our daughter were enjoying an intimate moonlight skinny dip. Whitney had her back to the side of the pool, her arms outstretched holding herself up. Ellen was pressed against her girlfriend feverishly kissing the gorgeous blonde, their tongues darting and twisting in the other's mouth. 

I silently moved to the corner of the balcony, hoping to be hid by the shadows. I wanted to watch this beautiful event unfold.

"I want you Whitney. Follow me" Ellen begged

The two lesbian lovers silently stroked to the shallow end of the pool.

"Lay down" Ellen demanded. Whitney lay on her back, her head just out of the water, the rest of her body was in the shallow pool. Ellen crawled on hands and knees out of the water, approaching her lover like a sexy cat about to devour it's prey. Ellen's ass was raised, her back was swayed causing her hips to rotate up. Her firm breasts hung down in front of her. This pose screamed 'SEX'!

The sight of my wanton daughter erotically slinking toward the seductive blonde had me hard, and I began to stroke my erection.

As Ellen approached her lover, Whitney's legs instinctively spread allowing Ellen to move between them. Ellen lowered her chest further, causing her nipples to drag across the top of Whitney's thighs. Ellen held her position between Whitney's legs and rocked her torso to and fro, stimulating her nipples as they continued to scrape on Whitney's thighs.

Ellen backed away slightly, spread her lover's legs wide, and lowered her mouth to Whitney's crotch. "Mmmm, You're pussy is so beautiful baby. I wonder if Trish's is shaved too" Ellen hummed before enveloping Whitney's mound.

"Oooh Ellen! I've waited all night for this! Eat my pussy! Eat me, honey!" Whitney cried. Ellen's eager mouth never left her friend's sex. Whitney's hands were busy massaging her own breasts and rolling her achingly hard nipples between her fingers. From my secluded perch I could see Whitney's hips beginning to roll and buck against Ellen's mouth. Our daughter was obviously a skilled pussy eater, bringing her lover to the brink of an orgasm in a matter of minutes.

My hand was now flying up and down the length of my engorged shaft.

"I'm so close honey! Finish me! Ooooh YESSSS!" Whitney's cry announced the arrival of her orgasm and her hips lurched involuntarily against Ellen's probing tongue. 

Cum erupted from the end of my cock and landed with successive splats on the patio.

"Oh my God! Oooh! Oooh! Arrrgh!" Whitney growled. "Stop, stop STOP! I'm too sensitive. Get up here and kiss me honey!" she urged. 

Ellen moved up Whitney's nubile body and kissed her lover deeply. Whitney wrapped her legs around Ellen and the two began rubbing their mounds against each other.

"I can taste my pussy on your lips! Mmmm! I taste really good" Whitney's voice trailed off as she licked her own cum from my daughter's face. The lovers continued their horizontal dirty dance, grinding their pelvises together. "You are so good at that honey. I love the way you eat me."

"You have such a delicious pussy baby. I could eat you all day."

There was silence as the two beautiful women kissed, basking in the warmth of each other's embrace.

Whitney separated from her lover's mouth and asked "Do you think it worked? Do you think our little show today got them interested?" 

Ellen, with supreme confidence, answered "I'll be eating Trish's pussy and you'll be fucking daddy's cock by the end of the weekend. I guarantee it!"



My Journey Ch. 05



This is the fifth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 4 first. Thank you to all who read my first four submissions and provided feedback. 

I hope you enjoy reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. (And I REALLY enjoyed writing this one!)

Please, please leave comments and suggestions!

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Whitney separated from her lover's mouth and asked "Do you think it worked? Do you think our little show got them interested?" 

Ellen, with supreme confidence, answered "I'll be eating Trish's pussy and you'll be fucking daddy's cock by the end of the weekend. I guarantee it!"

"I hope you're right. Just the thought of fucking my boyfriend's dad makes me absolutely creamy!"

The two lovers kissed again before Ellen said "Come on, let's get to bed." Whitney and Ellen stood from the shallow water and lovingly toweled each other off. Ellen kissed Whitney on the lips and whispered "I love you."

"I love you too" Whitney replied as they walked naked to the house, each with an arm around the other. 

I already knew that Ellen wanted to bed her Aunt Trish, but I was shocked that Whitney wanted to do me. 

After the words sunk in, all I could think was "Ellen, you are going to be so surprised when Trish sticks her six inch clit in your mouth!"

The next evening I told Tina and Trish what I had witnessed that morning in the pool. Of course it led to more mind blowing sex between the three of us.

The remainder of the week passed quickly. Saturday morning I took Mark to the range so he could put some rounds through his birthday present. I took the Colt 1911 my dad had given me on my eighteenth birthday and let Mark shoot that too. My son was a natural. It didn't matter which firearm he used he had great groups. A couple of hours and more than a hundred rounds later it was time to head home. 

Mark had plans to spend the rest of the day with Whitney. Trish, Tina, and Ellen were going shopping and would be gone by the time we got home. I was going to fire up my smoker and cook some ribs for supper. That would give me at least six hours to sit around and do nothing.

Once at the house, Mark got ready for his day with Whitney and headed toward the front door. "See you later dad!" He yelled toward the kitchen where I was finishing the prep work on the ribs.

"'Bye Mark. Have fun, and be good!" I hollered back. "Hey! Are you gonna be back for supper?"

"Only if I can bring Whitney" he joked back.

"See ya both tonight then. Dinner about six!" I said.

"K. See you around six."

The house was finally empty, maybe for the first time since Trish became part of the family. I poured a glass of bourbon, grabbed a cigar out of my stash, and took the ribs out to put on the smoker.

I sat in a lounge chair by the pool and lit my cigar. There was nothing better than a glass of bourbon and a cigar while the smoker chugged away. 

I relaxed in the chair for a long while nursing the golden elixir and puffing on my stogie. My sun glass covered eyes were closed while I enjoyed my vices in rare silence when I detected a cloud pass in front of the July sun. When the cloud didn't move out of the way, I opened my eyes to see what was going on.

It was Ellen, and not a cloud, that was impeding the sun's rays from reaching me, and she was dressed in her scandalously skimpy swimsuit.

"Well, hi honey. I thought you went shopping with your mom and Aunt Trish?" I inquired.

"Hi daddy. I just wasn't in the mood to shop today"

"Are you sick?" I asked. Ellen was never not in the mood to shop.

"No daddy! I just wanted to hang out by the pool. Is that OK?"

"Sure. Pull up a chair. But there's one condition" I said.

"What's that?"

"You can't tell mom about the cigar."

Ellen's smile told me she understood. She pulled another lounge chair near mine and reclined it all the way back. I tried to be discreet as I stole a long glance at her exceptional body stretched out on the chair, but she turned her head and caught me with my head turned her way. Hopefully the sunglasses prevented her from seeing that I was staring at the two ample fleshy mounds on her chest.

Ellen smiled when she saw where my face was pointed. I didn't respond, hoping it would make her think my eyes were closed. 

I turned my head so I was no longer looking at her, sipped my drink and smoked my cigar. We were quiet for an hour, the two of us, enjoying the perfect summer day as the waterfall splashed and the birds sang and flitted overhead.

"Daddy?" Ellen's question broke the silence.

"Yes, sweetie?" I answered.

"Can I talk to you about something?"

"You know you can Ellen. What's on your mind?"

Ellen got out of her chair and took the short steps to where I was sitting. She straddled the chair and me, lowered herself to my lap, and sat directly on my groin, her hands resting on my chest.

"Sweetie, you probably shouldn't sit on me like that, especially when you're practically naked" I said.

Ellen ignored my suggestion. "I know what's going on daddy" she declared.

"Well I would hope so honey. I've only cooked ribs a hundred times, you should know what's going on by now" I answered, hoping my answer would bring some levity to the situation.

"Very funny dad. I'm being serious. I know what's going on" she reiterated, her expression as serious as a heart attack.

I took off my sunglasses so she could see my eyes. "What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb with me daddy. You know what I'm talking about" she insisted.

"I'm afraid I don't honey. Why don't you tell me."

"You? Mom? Aunt Trish? You don't think I know what's going on? I'm not stupid, daddy. I see they way you and mom look at Aunt Trish. Do you think I haven't noticed the new, huge, matching wedding rings they wear? Do you think I haven't noticed you're all wearing two wedding rings? Do you think I didn't notice that Aunt Trish's "apartment" is attached to your master bedroom?" Her tone was simultaneously accusational and mocking.

"Those are all excellent observations honey, but you still haven't told me what you think is going on."

"OK. I'll tell you what I think. I think you and mom are both fucking Aunt Trish. That's what I think. I think mom and Aunt Trish are bi, and I'm cool with that. It also means that mom and Aunt Trish are committing incest, and I'm cool with that too" she answered confidently, her crotch beginning to rub against my hardening cock. "I can tell by the way your cock is responding that I'm right. And since I'm right, I want in. I want some of Aunt Trish's pussy."

"That's a pretty bold demand young lady. And what if I don't help you in your quest to seduce Aunt Trish?"

A wicked, victorious smile spread across her face. "I'll tell mom you fucked Whitney" she answered boldly, defiantly.

"Oh you will, will you?" I answered coolly. I took a long draw from my cigar and said "Now, before you try to further your blackmail attempt, let me address what you've said so far. First, you don't know what you think you know. Second, if you want some of Aunt Trish's pussy, you'll need to take that up with her. Good luck with that. Third, I'm getting hard because there is a nearly naked eighteen year old bombshell grinding her crotch against mine. And finally, I don't think your mom would be too happy if I told her that you were skinny dipping and tried to seduce me in the pool."

Ellen's face registered a look of angry disappointment at my response. It was obvious that I had just beaten her at her own game, and that I held all of the cards. Of course, my carefully worded response did give her permission to try to seduce Trish. I hoped she picked up on that.

After glaring at me for a few seconds Ellen said "Fine. Be that way." She pouted, stomped away, and dove into the pool.

"It's going to be interesting tonight, I bet" I muttered as I returned to my bourbon and cigar.

Ellen spent the next half hour in the pool under the waterfall, undoubtedly licking her wounds and plotting her next move. Once she had successfully salved her ego, she swam to the far end and lay in the four inch deep pool that her mom and Aunt Trish had ingeniously integrated into the design. (It was genius because one could lay in the water while still catching sun. It was also brilliant because two or more people could have sex in the water without being submerged.)

At about 3:00 I got up and checked on supper. My ribs were coming along nicely, but still had a ways to go. I ducked in the house to pour another glass of whisky. Before I opened the door to come outside, I glanced toward Ellen. She was apparently feeling a little better because her hand was inside her bikini bottom and she was playing with herself. I was pretty sure she was thinking about Trish, and had apparently come up with another plan. I stood inside, observing my daughter as she masturbated while, presumably, fantasizing about my transsexual wife. The scene was very erotic and I would like to have moved closer, but I had already thwarted her plans once today, I wasn't about to do it a second time.

I went to the fridge and got a cold drink for my daughter.

After Ellen had completed her solo exploration, I ventured back outside. She was still relaxing in the shallow pool. I approached and offered her a glass of iced tea.

"Thanks daddy. It's warm out here."

"Looks like it, you're sweating" I said. Her impeccable form sported a glistening sheen of perspiration from her recent session of self-pleasuring.

"Oh, yeah, I guess I am." She paused. "Listen, daddy, I'm sorry about how I handled things earlier. I never should have put you in that position."

"Apology accepted, honey, and I understand. Your Aunt Trish is a very beautiful woman. I can appreciate your attraction to her. But, it's wrong to blackmail me or drag me into something that you need to address with her as an adult. Understand?" I asked.

"I do, and you're right. I won't do it again" she answered humbly. "One more thing daddy."

"Yes, honey."

"Please don't tell mom or Aunt Trish, OK?"

"OK."

I lied. Tina, Trish, and I no longer kept secrets, and I would tell them what happened as soon as the opportunity presented itself.

"I'm going to go take a nap" Ellen said as she dried off and padded toward her room.

I had the backyard to myself again. I enjoyed the blissful silence with my vices. The area around the pool provided limited shade, and the sun was becoming uncomfortable. With whisky and cigar in hand, I decided to venture to The Clearing for a few minutes of shade and introspection. I sat on the cool grass, my back against a tree to enjoy the rest of my cigar and to sip my bourbon, which now had been diluted by the melting ice. The sip became a gulp and the whisky was gone. I finished my cigar and crushed it in the grass. I have always said "you don't buy whisky, you rent it" and ducked into the trees to relieve myself. 

"The world is my urinal" I said as I extricated my unit.

When my bladder was empty, I lay on my back in the cool, shaded grass. 

"Clark?!" I heard Tina yell from the backyard. "Clark?! We're home! When will dinner be ready!?

I glanced at my watch and noticed I had napped for a couple of hours or so. I walked back to the house and checked my ribs before going into the house.

"Hi, honey" I said to Tina and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Oh! Hi sweetie. Where were you?" she asked.

"I was dozing out in The Clearing. Did the two of you have a good time?"

"We did. It was nice to just spend time alone with Trish. Will dinner be ready soon?" 

"Whenever you're ready" I answered. "I was surprised that Ellen didn't go with you."

"She said she wanted to go hang out with some friends today" Tina answered.

Trish came down the stairs from our room and into the kitchen. "Hi Clark!" she said before giving me a peck on the lips. "I hope I'm not interrupting" she said.

"Nope. Did you have a nice time?" I asked.

"Sure did. It's always fun to just walk around and I love spending time with just Tina."

"I asked Mark and Whitney to come for dinner too. That OK?" I asked.

"Great!" they answered.

"Since you're both here now, you should know that Ellen didn't go anywhere today. In fact, I think she's still napping in her room. 

"Really?" they both replied with raised eyebrows.

"I wonder what's up with that?" Trish asked.

"It was because of what I overheard between her and Whitney the other night. While you were gone, she tried to blackmail me into letting her have her way with you, Trish. She said she knew what was going on between us: That the wedding rings and the apartment are proof that all three of us are involved in a love affair; that her mom and Aunt Trish are bi; and that you're both into incest. She has no problem with any of it. Of course, we already know that. She just wants Trish's pussy. She also said if I didn't let her have her way with Trish she would tell you, Tina, that I seduced Whitney."

"What did you say? What did you do?" Trish asked, fascinated yet frightened.

"Well, I told her she didn't know what she thought she knew. That if she wanted Trish she would have to work that out with Trish, like two adults. I also told her that if she tried any of the blackmail crap again I'd tell her mom that she tried to seduce me while she was skinny dipping."

"Did it work?" Tina asked.

"Well the subject got dropped and she apologized for doing what she did, but I think she has another scheme to get to Trish."

"As far as her threat, have you and Whitney..." a slightly jealous Tina asked.

"No, sweetie. You would already know if we did."

"Thanks for telling us, Clark. I do have to ask though, did she try anything? With you?" Tina asked with concern in her voice.

"She sat on my lap in just her bikini when she tried her blackmail bit, and she rubbed herself against my woody" I confessed.

"You were hard?" Tina asked.

"Honey, I had an essentially naked eighteen year old in my lap. I may be old, and I may be her dad, but I am not dead!"

"You're right. I'm sorry. I know you wouldn't have done anything with your daughter. Yet." A knowing smile crossed her lips.

"But Tina, baby, I would have gotten hard too!" Trish interjected.

Tina laughed, kissed her wife, and said "That's because you're a slut!" and continued to laugh.

All three of us were laughing when we heard Ellen's bedroom door.

Ellen came into the kitchen barefoot wearing a halter top tied under her bountiful breasts and a pair of tight blue denim cutoffs which accentuated her firm, round ass. She turned so she was facing Trish. Ellen began a post-nap stretch. With her fingers interlaced she raised her arms high above her head and arched her back. Her magnificent rack pressed forward against the restraint of her top, spreading the opening and exposing her cleavage. The three of us looked at each other knowingly, and stifled the urge to giggle at her blatant attempt to entice Trish with her womanly form. 

"Wow! I must have been tired! What time is it?"

"'Bout a quarter after five" I answered.

"I've been out for four hours?"

"Right around that, yeah" I said. "And you're awake just in time for supper. What are the odds of that?" I teased.

"So when can we eat? I'm so hungry I'll die if I don't eat!" she exclaimed in her usual hand to the forehead fake swoon.

"As soon as Mark and Whitney get here" Trish answered.

"Mark and Whitney are coming? Sweet!" Ellen squealed.

A few minutes later Mark and Whitney arrived. Once in the kitchen, Whitney greeted Aunt Trish and Mrs. P with the usual hug, pressing her sundress covered body against theirs.. "Hi Mr.P" she said, and gave me a hug too. Her hug was unexpected. Her very sensual 'grind-my-crotch-against-yours' hug was a surprise. 

I now pretty certian that I did not misunderstand the early morning conversation at the pool.

Dinner was casual as we satn chairs and ate ribs, potato salad, and pit baked beans from paper plates. I cook some pretty good spare ribs (St. Louis cut, of course), and they did not last long. More important than good food, there was a lot of good laughter. Everyone was in a great mood and conversation flowed effortlessly. 

Ellen got out of her chair, tossed her plate in the garbage and began to untie her halter top. Her eyes were glued to Trish's, her face bore an innocent yet seductive look.

Ellen took her time untying the knot of her halter, and when the knot was released, she slowly slipped the skimpy garment from her shoulders and placed it on her chair.

For a moment, I expected to see her standing topless in front of us, but her breasts were "concealed" in her tiny bikini.

Ellen performed a small back and forth rotation of her hips before unsnapping her cutoffs. Her eyes were locked on Trish's until she bent over to pull down her shorts. Her bikini top did almost nothing to hide her tits as they hung in front of her. Luckily for her, she was facing us. If she had bent over and exposed her round, scantily clad ass to me, I would have been behind her to tongue her hole so fast I would have left a vapor trail.

She stood again and stepped out of her shorts before bending over again to pick them up and place them on her chair. Once again her eyes were focused on Trish. Ellen seemed to be in a daze. It seemed to me that Ellen thought she and Trish were the only ones in the backyard. 

Ellen extended her hand toward Trish and said "Care to join me in the pool?"

The three of us had discussed what Ellen was wanting to do. Trish wasn't going to start anything, but if something did happen, Tina and I were going to be good with it. 

Still, Trish looked to Tina and me for approval before responding to Ellen's offer. In turn, Tina and I looked at each other, discussed the situation without saying a word. Tina's eyes were twinkling and glassy. I turned back to Trish. She saw the right side of my mouth move up into a nearly imperceptible grin.

Trish smiled back at me and said "I'd love to. Go ahead and get in the water, I need a minute to change".

Trish went up to our room to put on her suit, and Ellen nearly skipped to the pool before jumping in feet first in the deep end.

Trish emerged from the house in her one piece suit with the frilly little skirt that helped to cover her specialness. She was barefoot, and her hair was pulled back in a pony tail that exposed her slender, graceful, feminine neck. She walked across the yard, through the shallow pool, and into the deep dark salt water. 

The two women swam and chatted in the pool while the rest of us sat and let the great barbecue digest a little before doing anything.

"You know, I've never seen the two of you use your own pool. What's up with that?" Whitney asked Tina and me.

"We use it a lot, just not when the kids have friends over" Tina answered.

"Why not?" Whitney asked.

"We don't think that you young kids should be subjected to us old folks in swimsuits. You know, we don't want to scar you impressionable young kids" I answered.

"I'm not a kid. I'm eighteen. And you two aren't old! You both look really good" Whitney confessed.

"It's very sweet of you to say that Whitney, but we have these things in our house called "mirrors", and they tell us a different story" Tina answered with a laugh and a smile.

"Whitney's right ya know" Mark piped in. "You both look a lot younger ever since Aunt Trish moved in and got us all eating right. You look especially good, mom"

"Well, thank you Mark. I'm glad you believe that, but I think you must want me and dad to buy you something. What is it and how much is it going to cost?" Tina teased.




My Journey Ch. 05



"Nope. Just calling 'em the way I see 'em" he reiterated his stance.

"You both are very sweet" Tina said

"So you'll join us in the pool? After all, I'm the only friend here and I have already assured you that I won't be scarred" Whitney encouraged.

"OK. But just for a little while" Tina acquiesced. 

Whitney was out of her chair and stripping off her sundress in a heartbeat. Thankfully she had her swimsuit on under the dress. She ran to the side of the pool and jumped. Her shout of "CANNONBALL!" told us what mode she used to enter the water.

Mark went to his room to put on trunks while Tina and I went to our room to change.

Once in our room we stripped in silence. My eyes never left Tina's body. Despite the fact that there were three beautiful women in the pool I still desired Tina's body. I had never stopped desiring her body. When she was naked I took her in my arms and told her I loved her.

Her hands roamed my back and intermittently cupped an ass cheek. "It's gonna happen, isn't it?"

"Are you going to be OK if it does?" I asked.

"We've dealt with everything to this point, we can deal with whatever happens tonight" she answered.

I slipped a finger between her thighs and let it slip toward her sex. The swollen button of her clit was obvious and I could feel the heat from her aroused core. "I'm glad you're not apprehensive about this honey."

"Oh, I 'm apprehensive alright, but I'm turned on too."

I slipped into a pair of loose fitting swim trunks and Tina put on a one piece that was exponentially more conservative than the suits worn by our daughter and her friend. When Tina checked herself in the mirror, I could not believe how hot the suit made her look. She showed very little skin, but the construction of the suit was such that it accentuated everything about her. Her breasts looked bigger, her waist smaller, and her hips more shapely.

"That suit is hot!" I said.

Before she answered she checked my crotch. The slightly turgid cock she found there told her I was sincere.

"Thanks!" she said.

We walked hand in hand to the pool. Ellen, Whitney, and Trish were busy splashing each other, laughing so hard they barely made any noise. Trish said she was tired and took a seat on one of the submerged ledges in the deep end. "I need a break" she said.

Tina and I strolled through the shallow pool and into the deep water. Tina released my hand and swam under the water fall allowing the powerful water to cascade over her body for a minute before taking perch on the ledge across the pool from where Trish was seated. I dove to the bottom of the pool and swam it's length underwater. I surfaced on the far end and turned my back to the side of the pool to survey what was happening. Trish and Tina were still seated on the ledges, the soothing saltwater slapping against their necks. Ellen and Whitney were floating on their backs in the middle of the pool, and Mark was in a lounge watching the goings on from behind his sunglasses. I made my way over to Tina and sat next to her allowing our bodies to touch. 

"Looks like we have front row seats" she whispered in my ear. I took her hand in mine and let my body relax in the warm salty water.

Whitney made her way to the shallow pool and reclined on her elbows allowing the late afternoon sun to bathe her spectacular youthful body. Ellen made her way toward Trish and made a motion like she was going to splash Trish. "Don't you dare!" Trish scolded. Ellen thought better and instead moved closer to Trish and gave her a hug.

"That was fun Aunt Trish, thanks."

"You're welcome sweetie. I had fun" Trish replied.

Still embracing her aunt, Ellen lowered her face and gave Trish a peck on the lips. Ellen pulled back and gazed at Trish. Ellen mover her head slightly to the side and cocked it a little. She was going to move in for a more intimate kiss. Trish flashed a look toward Tina and me. I smiled my approval, and Tina was biting her lower lip in anxiety. That was all Trish needed and she also turned her head slightly to accept Ellen's tender, open mouthed kiss. 

Soon their kiss escalated, and we could tell from our seats that they were each probing the other's mouth with their tongues. I glanced to my right to see that Mark had joined Whitney in the shallow pool. They were on their sides, heads propped on one arm, positioned in a way that they could see the goings on between the two women across the pool.

We saw Ellen drop her right hand from around Trish and lowered it in the water. Trish intercepted it and placed it back where it was. 

From where I was sitting, it occurred to me that the dark coating of the pool caused the water to appear almost black, but when there was a person in the pool, the contrast of their skin against the finish was severe, making it very easy to see a person in the water. I could plainly see that Trish was sitting with her legs spread and Ellen was between them. Ellen's knees were bent and her thighs rested against the front of the ledge seat. She was supporting her weight with her arms that were wrapped around Trish.

Again Ellen dropped her hand in the water. This time I could see she was trying to get between Trish's legs. Again Trish was quick to intercept the intruding hand and again placed it around her neck. Ellen got the message the second time, and the next time she lowered her hand she only lowered it to the side of Trish's left breast where it met no resistance. 

They remained in that position for a while, kissing and gently touching each other. Trish's hand glided across Ellen's soft skin from her breast, down her left side, across the small of her back and to her ass. Her hand never cupped or grabbed; it just followed the contour of Ellen's firm teenage body. Ellen's hand became more bold, moving from the side of Trish's breast to the front, her palm massaging Trish's nipple. My daughters thumb strummed at my wife's nipple. A mew escaped from one of the women indicating that their arousal was increasing.

Ellen pulled her mouth away from Trish's just long enough to pull the strap of Trish's suit off her left shoulder. Trish lifted her arm and pulled it out of the strap, allowing her left breast to be freed from it's satiny confine. Ellen now had access to Trish's naked mammary and continued to palm the surface, strum the nipple, and heft the weight of my lover's wonderful boob.

I glanced at Tina. She watched the unfolding erotic scene with rapt attention, never taking her eyes off of the coupling lovers.

Ellen returned to Trish's succulent mouth and they again kissed passionately before Ellen broke the kiss this time to release Trish's right breast from it's nylon prison. Ellen pushed the suit down until it was bunched up around Trish's waist. She was now naked from the waist up and Ellen attacked those marvelous breasts with gusto. Trish scooted forward a little on the ledge and pulled Ellen up to straddle her and sit on her lap. Ellen's long lean legs snaked behind Trish. Ellen's hands were now free to explore Trish's body unencumbered.

As I watched, I figured Trish must really have her surprise tucked away well if she allowed Ellen to sit on her like that.

It was Trish's turn to assist Ellen with her swimsuit. Trish's hand roamed over my daughters back seeking the knot that held the tiny pieces of cloth in place. She found it at Ellen's neck, and pulled on one of the ends unfastening the fragile strings. Trish left the top where it was and returned to stroking the lovely young girl's back briefly before returning to the bikini top and pulling it down, freeing the firm fleshy mounds.

As soon as her tits were free, Ellen began rubbing them all over Trish's breasts. Ellen surrendered her oral grip on Trish's mouth. She pushed her breasts together from the sides and looked between their two writhing bodies so she could rub her nipples directly on her aunt's.

"I have wanted this for the longest time Aunt Trish. Your body feels so good against mine. God, I'm in heaven!" she cried. "Suck my nipples Aunt Trish!"

Trish complied and lowered her mouth to the young woman's ample bosom alternating between nipples and driving our daughter crazy with lust.

"Oh my GOD! You have a great tongue Aunt Trish. I can't wait to feel it on my pussy. Don't stop, don't stop, keep sucking!" Trish now had both hands behind Ellen and was grabbing Ellen's ass cheeks hard, pulling them apart and massaging them.

I glanced over at my son and his girlfriend. They were still in their suits and watching the action, but they were now openly caressing each other through their clothing. I could see that Mark was very hard and Whitney's nipples threatened to tear right through her suit.

Tina was breathing hard now, obviously turned on by the sight of our daughter being pleasured by our wife, her left hand buried between her legs and she was rocking her hips back and forth.

Trish grabbed the loose ends of the knots holding up Ellen's suit bottoms and gave both sides a tug. A shift of Ellen's hips caused her tiny swimsuit bottom to begin a slow descent to the bottom of the pool. Ellen was completely naked giving Trish unfettered access to her body. Trish wasted no time in commencing her digital assault. First, her well manicured finger traced up and down Ellen's ass crack, intermittently stopping to focus attention on her asshole. Ellen seemed surprised whenever Trish's finger touched her there, but her moans and gasps indicated she liked it.

Trish reached a little further between Ellen's legs and slipped a finger into her nieces sopping wet eager pussy.

"Aaaahhh! God! Trish, you're inside me! Your finger feels so good!" Ellen's hips were actively thrusting against the invading finger trying to get more inside her. "Stop teasing me Aunt Trish! Finger fuck my pussy! Aaaaahh God yes!" she wailed.

The two women continued to couple, kissing, caressing, and probing for several minutes until Ellen exclaimed "That's enough, I don't want to cum yet. I want your pussy Aunt Trish. I want your pussy now. Give it to me. Let me make you cum!"

Trish locked her mouth on Ellen's and sucked the young girls tongue into her mouth. The two violently thrust and twisted their tongues in the most urgent kiss I have ever seen.

Trish stopped kissing and said "It's not too late for us to stop, honey." She was audibly panting now. "We may have crossed the line of aunt and niece, but if we go any further, everything changes, everything. Even things you haven't thought about yet. Are you ready for that? Can you handle that?"

"Yes, yes, God YES! I'll do anything to be with you Aunt Trish. I can handle it. I want you sooo much!" Ellen replied.

Tina had the crotch of her suit pulled aside and was pumping two fingers in and out of her enflamed, hairless pussy while she frigged her clit with her other hand.

Whitney had Mark's cock out of his shorts and was stroking it's length with her delicate fist. He was stroking her clit through her swimsuit bottom.

Trish gently pushed Ellen off her lap and into the pool so she could change position. Ellen was treading water in the deep pool, her full backside exposed to my view. The dark pool and water seemed to intensify the contrast between the creamy skin usually covered by her suit and the rest of her tanned, golden brown body.

Trish was standing on the submerged seat now, the water just above her knees. Her back was to the pool and to us. She bent over at the waist while looking back and keeping eye contact with Ellen. She began to lower the swimsuit over her hips. Her motions were agonizingly slow, meant to tease her soon-to-be lover. The frilly skirt of her suit kept her cock hidden. Tina and I were waiting for Ellen's reaction when it finally came into view.

Trish slid the clingy garment a little lower until it rested at the crease of where her ass cheeks met her legs, exposing her perfect womanly ass. Trish palmed each cheek with her hands spreading them apart to expose the pleated entrance. Trish stroked her exposed puckered hole with the middle finger of her right hand. 

"See anything you like?"

Ellen whimpered.

I gulped.

Mark and Whitney stared.

Tina came.

Yes, the scene was that sexually charged.

Trish turned around, sat on the edge of the pool and removed the rest of her swimsuit, tossing it on the grass behind her. She never allowed her legs to spread, keeping her cock a secret.

"You have a choice to make young lady. You can stop now, or you can kneel in front of me and make love to me with your mouth. It's your call."

Ellen answered by scrambling onto the seat and kneeling in front of her aunt. "I want to eat you Aunt Trish. Please, let me make love to you!" She sounded desperate and on the verge of crying.

Ellen began to pry Trish's legs apart and at the same time began lowering her mouth to Trish's proffered sex.

She was not expecting to get slapped on the bottom of the chin with a six inch erection.

We could not see Ellen's face, but I am certain it was a look of confusion. 

We could see Trish's face, and it registered a look of concern and fear. Her eyes searched Ellen's face for understanding, acceptance, anything.

Time seemed to stand still there in our backyard.

Mark and Whitney's mouths were wide open. I'm sure they were doing the math in their heads. If Trish had a cock, the entire dynamic of any relationship they believed to exist between their parents and their Aunt Trish necessarily had to change. 

But it didn't stop Whitney's hand from pounding Mark's cock with fury, or Mark's fingers from creeping around the tiny bikini bottoms to play with Whitney's bald pussy directly.

No one spoke.

Not until Trish said "Now do you understand why I told you everything would change?" her voice cracking from what she perceived to be Ellen's rejection. She reached for her swimsuit behind her, ready to put an end to the encounter and retreat to the seclusion of her apartment. 

Ellen's petite fist around the base of her girl-cock stopped her. "Don't go. Please" Ellen implored. 

Trish's retreat stopped.

"I'm sorry. I just didn't expect... this." Ellen's hand was languidly stroking the rigid member in her hand. "It's... it's... it's beautiful."

Ellen lowered her mouth to Trish's cock and slurped the head into her eager sucking mouth. Her tongue swirled around the swollen head while one hand pumped the veiny shaft. Her other hand found it's way between her legs and began to claw at her drenched pussy. Ellen was as enthusiastic at cock sucking as she was at eating pussy.

Trish's countenance changed from one of rejection to one of relief and she threw her head back in pleasure. 

Trish had been turned on for so long that Ellen's hot suctioning mouth threatened to siphon the cum right out of her balls.

I was excited beyond belief. I pulled both straps of Tina's suit off of her shoulders. She instinctively pulled her arms through the loops and offered no resistance as I pulled her suit down her body exposing her bountiful bosom to the cool water and my hands. Sliding off the submerged seat I quickly removed both of our suits and retook my place next to her on the seat where I groped her tits while she masturbated at the sight of our daughter pleasuring our wife.

So enthralled were Tina and I at the sight of our daughter sucking our wife's cock that we didn't notice the other couple slip into the deep pool.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Trish panted. "I'm so close honey, so close. Oh yeah! I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum!"

Ellen never let up and kept sucking Trish's cock and fingering her own pussy. I could tell from my vantage point that Ellen was cumming on her own fingers, and Trish let us know she was too.

"OhOhOhOhOooHHHH! Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Ellen sucked and swallowed everything Trish deposited in her mouth.

Tina and I watched in silence as Trish recovered from her cum and slipped back into the water in front of our daughter. The two exchanged subtle touches and sweet kisses, their frantic physical coupling evolving into tender emotional lovemaking. 

"You two are kinkier than I would have ever imagined" a naked Whitney said as she silently glided in front of Tina, spooking us. "Let me help you" her pleading voice dripping with desire as she replaced Tina's hand with her own. The touch of the young woman's hand on her sex immediately sent Tina over the edge and waves of orgasmic convulsions swept over her body.

Whitney showered Tina's face and lips with fluttering little kisses, their breasts making fleeting contact. "Weren't they beautiful!? You are so lucky to have those two women in your life. And you!" Whitney said to Tina "You are fucking radiant when you cum." She placed a tender, loving kiss on Tina's lips.

Whitney slid over in front of me, grabbed my throbbing cock in her hand and began to gently stroke my manhood. Mark took Whitney's place in front of his mom and proceeded to kiss her shyly, the way first time lovers do. 

"Let's see if you fuck as well as you cook" Whitney said with a wink, pulling me out of my seat by my cock and leading me to the shallow pool.

At the shallow pool Whitney laid me on my back and straddled me. Tina had her legs wrapped around my son's waist as he carried her to the shallow pool. Mark placed her on her back next to me. I instinctively took her hand in mine, and we kissed. I could tell her heart was racing, as was mine. After all, we were both about to fuck gorgeous eighteen year olds!

Whitney teased me by rubbing my cock with her wet slit while she sucked my tongue and probed my mouth with hers. Her firm C cup breasts were mashed against my chest, and her rock hard nipples burned holes into my flesh.

I was delirious with lust. I had just watched my daughter fellate my wife, my son was between his mom's legs licking and sucking her erect nipples, and my son's pretty eighteen year old girlfriend was straddling my hips, preparing to fuck me. 

Ellen was suddenly at Whitney's side, their mouths engaged in a passionate tongue swap. Ellen fondled Whitney's firm boobs.

"That was so fucking hot girl!" Whitney remarked of her friend's recently completed oral tryst.

"You have got to taste her!" Ellen replied. Ellen's right hand glided down Whitney's back and caressed her ass before grasping the shaft of my cock. "Let me help."

Ellen's hand pulled my erection to it's full upright position. Whitney instinctively raised her hips off of mine and Ellen guided my cock between the engorged labia and into the slick pleasure chamber that was Whitney's pussy. Whitney slowly lowered her weight onto me and my middle aged cock sank to the hilt inside of her teenage vagina.

Whitney gasped and her body shuddered. She looked at her boyfriend and exclaimed "Your dad's cock is inside of me!"

At that moment I heard Tina say "Stick your cock in mommy's pussy baby!" Mark's hips lunged forward as he buried his meaty shaft inside of his mom. "OH MY GOD! Fuck my pussy baby! Fuck your mommy's pussy!"

Whitney began pumping up and down on my cock while Ellen licked and sucked her tits. The sexy blonde may have been a teenager, but she was talented, and knew how to please a man. Mark was thrusting his stiff pole in and out of his mom's weeping gash. Trish was at her side now, her flaccid penis was in Tina's mouth and her tongue was in Mark's. 

Being aroused for so long while watching my daughter please my shemale wife coupled with the taboo and depravity of what was happening in the shallow pool, it did not take long for the beautiful blonde riding my cock to bring me to the verge of an orgasm.

"Whitney, you are such a good fuck! If you don't stop now I'm going to cum" I pled.

"It's OK Mr. P. I want you to cum." 

"But you haven't..." I protested

"Don't worry. Ellen will take care of that. Won't you lover?" She replied.




My Journey Ch. 05



Ellen turned her attention away from her friend's tits to give me a devilish smile and a wink. I knew I was going to be in for a show.

"Let it go, cum inside of me!" she cried.

I needed no more encouragement. I began thrusting hard into the young girl's body, hoping I could make her cum before I did.

"That's it, fuck your son's slutty girlfriend. Fuck me! Cum inside me!"

Whitney's dirty talk pushed me over the edge, causing all of the desire that had built up over the course of the day to spill out of my cock into Whitney's slick tunnel.

I came so hard my ears were ringing. Whitney continued to pump up and down on me, milking the last of my semen from my body. 

It took a few seconds for me to become aware of my surroundings again. It was Tina's cries of pleasure that brought me back to reality.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Mommy's cumming on your cock honey!" she squealed.

Mark responded by pumping into her willing body even harder, grunting each time he bottomed out in her steamy hole.

"I want to see you cum honey! Cum all over mommy! Aaaaaahhhhh GOD!"

Mark growled like an animal and pulled his cock out of his mom's slippery passage. No sooner was his cock clear of her pussy before giant ropes of thick white cum spurted from the head of his stick. Spurt after spurt, rope after rope of his cum landed on his mom's face, tits, and belly. Trish was quick to lap up the gooey cum from her wife's body. Trish, always a considerate lover, promptly shared Mark's deposit with Tina; their mouths sealed together as they passed the teenagers sperm back and forth. 

Whitney had allowed my cock to slip from her folds and was now on her back next to me in the shallow pool. Her legs were spread further than I thought humanly possible and Ellen was between them, licking and sucking at her friend's well fucked, succulent sex.

"Oh Ellen! That's it! Eat your daddy's cum out of my pussy you dirty little slut!" Whitney hissed.

Trish slipped between Tina and me. Laying on her right side she let her bent left leg rest on my thighs and gently thrust her softening she-cock against my leg. I turned my torso slightly so I could hold her and kiss her luscious lips. In that position I could see my wife and son in an intimate post-coital embrace and could hear their loving confessions.

"I can't believe that just happened, mom. You were incredible" Mark confessed, tenderly kissing Tina's lips.

"Oh, sweetie. You were wonderful too. You fucked me so good."

Mother and son continued their gentle kissing and touching, allowing their new intimacy to germinate.

On the other side of me I could hear Whitney orgasming under the talented tongue of my daughter. Trish was watching them intently.

"Look baby! She's swallowing your cum!" Trish gasped.

I turned just in time to see my daughter lick a glob of my cum out of Whitey's pussy and make a big show of swallowing it. Ellen returned to her lover's mound, making a final pass to be sure none of the combined love liquids went to waste.

"You taste so good mixed with Whitney, daddy. I can't wait to taste your cum from the source." Ellen climbed between Whitney's spread legs and allowed her body to collapse on top of her girlfriend. The two young lovers kissed sweetly and whispered their devotion to one another.

Tina extricated herself from Mark's embrace, got out of the water, and walked to the house. She emerged moments later with two blankets and spread then on the grass in the early evening sun. "I need to dry off before I shrivel up like a prune" she said as she reclined her naked, sexy form in the middle of the blankets. "Anyone care to join me?" Tina invited.

Mark was the first to join his mom in the warm sun, laying down next her on the blanket. Ellen and Whitney were close behind. Whitney took her place next to her boyfriend and began to play with his semi-erect tool. Ellen lay down next to her mom opposite Mark. 

"He feels good, doesn't he?" Ellen asked her mom, her right index finger drawing invisible circles around her mom's areola and nipple.

"You mean... the two of you have...?" Tina asked, playing dumb.

Ellen nodded, a joyful smile on her face. "On our birthday, right here by the pool. It was our present to each other" she confessed. 

Trish and I arrived at the blankets. Trish reclined next Ellen and pressed her pelvis against her niece's ass and kissed the young girl's neck. I lay down next to Trish.

"But that's not important right now. I want to know the truth about Trish" Ellen demanded.

There was a pregnant pause amongst the six of us. Tina turned onto her right side and propped her head up on her right hand.

"Well?" she asked as she looked straight at me. The smile on her face told me she was curious as to how I was going to answer.

"I like being penetrated by a woman with a dick. Your mom did not take pleasure in taking care of me that way, so I sought relief outside of our marriage. That's when I met Trish" I said. Kissing Trish on the cheek I slid my hand down her belly and unashamedly played with her cock. "Trish and I became lovers. After Trish and I had fallen in love, she sought out, and seduced, your mom. They became lovers too, but neither your mom nor I knew about the other. Trish then brought us all together. I love your mom, and I love Trish. Your mom loves Trish, and she loves me. Trish loves both of us too, and none of us would ever consider living without the other two. We realized we needed to do something to make our relationship permanent. So, earlier this year the three of us exchanged vows. It may not be legal, or recognized by the state, but we are all married to each other: We are now husband and wife and wife, and we each wear a ring given by the other two. That's the "Cliff Notes" version."

There was a brief period of silence.

"So, have you sucked Aunt Trish's cock?" Ellen asked, her back still to me as she toyed with her mom's breast.

"Yes I have sweetheart" I answered.

"Has she fucked you?" Ellen's shapely right leg was draped over her mom's left leg and Ellen ground her pussy into Tina's thigh.

"Of course. We're married. I won't withhold anything that might give Trish or your mom pleasure" I confessed. 

Ellen turned her head toward me, and with a wild look in her eyes said "I wanna see it."

"See what honey?" I asked, somewhat bewildered.

"I wanna watch Aunt Trish fuck you" she answered matter-of-factly, still rubbing her mound against her mom.

Her candor took me aback. I love feeling Trish's cock inside of me, and I had no issue giving myself to her in front of Tina, but I was not sure I wanted to do this in front of my children and Whitney. 

I may have been feeling uncertain about it, but the way Trish's cock began to respond in my hand told me she liked the idea, and was willing to show Ellen how she made love to me. It was then that I realized my own cock was stirring and beginning to press against Trish's cheeks.

"What do you think Trish?" I asked. 

Without a word, Trish positioned herself on her back. She drew her knees to her chest exposing her asshole to me and said "Get me ready, baby!"

I knew what she meant and assumed my position of worship between her legs. I took her limp cock in my mouth and swirled my tongue all around it while sucking on it for all I was worth. I could feel the blood starting to fill her penis. While still sucking, I raised my head and allowed her puffy meat to leave the confines of my mouth. I gave her scrotum a long lick before beginning to lower my head to her dark little pucker. I glanced up at Trish. She had a lustful look of anticipation on her face. I also looked at my lovely daughter. She had shifted her position so she could watch her aunt and me without straining her neck. Tina and Whitney were also watching intently, but Mark was busy licking and sucking his mom's tits apparently uninterested in what was happening at the other end of the blanket.

I looked back at Trish and said "Looks like we have an audience" before extending my tongue and gliding the flat surface across her bud, soliciting a moan of pleasure from her throat.

Trish loves having her ass eaten almost as much as I love eating it. I focused my attention on her beautiful anus, and began licking and sucking her hole in earnest. I stiffened and pointed my tongue, penetrating my wife's pussy. Trish loves having my tongue in her ass, and my piercing of her sphincter unleashed a barrage of encouragement from her.

"Oh God! Yes! Fuck me with your tongue baby! Ooh! I love that. Eat my ass. Eat my pussy baby!"

Not being one to disappoint, I made oral love to my wife's backside for several minutes, all the while stroking my own erection. I reveled in the feeling of her smooth anus as it clamped around my invading tongue; her cock growing and stiffening in anticipation of the main event. I could hear Ellen's running commentary on how hot and dirty our foreplay was.

"I love how you eat me Clark and I don't want you to stop baby, but we need to give the people what they want" Trish said, her hand gently stroking her now fully erect cock. 

Extricating myself from between Trish's legs I took position on my back on the blanket and opened my legs in invitation to my wife's cock.

Trish positioned herself between my legs, ready to take me missionary style. "Ellen, sweetie, why don't you come over here and get Aunt Trish's cock wet and ready for your dad" Trish suggested.

Ellen knelt next to me and took her aunt's cock in her mouth. She sucked and licked it for a couple of minutes before releasing Trish's pleasure pole, leaving it wet and shiny with her saliva.

"Thank you sweetie. Are you ready for this? Are you ready to watch me make love to your daddy?"

"God yes! This is so fucking hot!" Ellen exclaimed, her right hand clawing at her wet pussy. 

Trish placed her swollen cock at the entrance of my ass, the mushroom head nudging me open. Trish kissed me, her tongue making a quick swipe inside my mouth, and said "I love you so much baby."

"I love you too Trish. Make love to me" I responded.

Trish slowly pushed her hips forward. My asshole relaxed, accepting the now familiar intruder into my body. Inch by inch Trish's cock pressed into my accepting cavity until her pubic bone was pressed against mine and her balls pressed against my perineum. My already hard cock became even harder as we became one.

I looked around at the others, hoping to etch this moment permanently into my mind. Ellen was still kneeling next to us. Her knees were wide apart as one hand furiously stroked her wet slit and engorged clit with both hands. Whitney was behind Ellen, her arms wrapped around my daughter massaging Ellen's firm breasts and erect nipples while she rubbed her own breasts on her friends back. Tina was on her side, her head propped up as she watched, through glazed over eyes, her wife fuck her husband. Her left leg was bent at the knee and Mark was busy thrusting two of his fingers into his mom's sloppy wet bald pussy. Mark was on his side behind his mom. I could see his hips thrusting and I assume he was sliding his big, hard cock in between his mom's ass cheeks.

"I love giving myself to you like this" I confessed as I gazed into Trish's eyes.

"I'm glad you enjoy it baby. I love to be inside you. I wish we could be like this all the time."

Trish started to pull out of me and then slid back in. She began to make gentle love to me. I wrapped my legs around her waist and crossed them at the ankles, allowing me to thrust back against her. Trish propped her upper body up on her arms and rolled her hips up and down causing her cock to slide in and out of my ass. Every now and then she would lower herself to me and drag her nipples across my chest as she kissed me. 

"Look at his cock! It's oozing!" Whitney cried.

It was. An almost constant stream of pre-cum oozed from my cock just like it always did when she fucked me.

"You two are so beautiful together" Ellen whispered breathlessly, her self-stimulation bringing her to the verge of cumming.

"I want to ride you honey" I said.

Trish kissed me deeply before withdrawing from me and laying on her back. I straddled Trish and reached behind me to guide her spear into me only to find another hand already stroking Trish's cock and aiming it at my ass. It was Ellen. 

"I've got it daddy. Go ahead and have a seat" she urged. Ellen shifted slightly to get a better view.

I lowered myself onto my wife's tool as my daughter watched.

"Oh my God! That is sooo fucking hot!" she exclaimed as Trish's cock spread me open and slid into my relaxed, lubricated asshole. Ellen pulled her left hand out of her pussy and reached under me between Trish's legs. She slipped a couple of her pussy juice lubricated fingers into her aunt's ass.

My mouth was clamped to Trish's and she almost screamed into my mouth when her niece's digits probed her rectum. Trish began to buck against the phalanges in her ass so I sat up to get better penetration from Trish's cock. 

Whitney took this opportunity to get up from behind Ellen and get more intimately involved in the action. On hands and knees she crawled toward Trish and briefly sucked each nipple before kissing Trish lustfully. Whitney then swung her right leg over Trish and straddled her face. She lowered her hairless pussy to my wife's mouth while she looked at me and took hold of my cock.

After Trish licked and sucked her pussy for a couple of minutes Whitney groaned "Is there anyone in this family that can't eat pussy? God you are good Trish!" Tina and I were the only ones who hadn't eaten Whitney. But that would change.

Ellen continued to drive her fingers in and out of Trish. Trish's hips continued to thrust and buck against Ellen's hand, making it unnecessary for me to do anything to keep Trish's cock pistoning in and out of me. I let Trish do all the work. Whitney had her left arm around my neck while she kissed me and tugged on my drooling cock with her right, her hips grinding against Trish's talented mouth and tongue. I cupped Whitney's breasts in my hands, my thumbs flicking up and down over her pronounced, erect nipples. Trish must have been doing a hell of a job on Whitney's pussy as the young blonde's breathing became short and erratic. 

I broke from Whitney's mouth so I could see what was happening on the other side of the blanket. Whitney placed her head on my right shoulder, her face turned toward her boyfriend and my wife. 

Tina was on top of Mark, bouncing on his very hard cock, her hands mauling her own breasts while Mark stroked her clit with a thumb. Tina seemed to be staring into her son's eyes, but she had a very distant look on her face, her eyes glazed over in a combination of satisfaction and lust, overcome by the physical and emotional sensations of being thoroughly fucked by your own child. 

Mark glanced in his girlfriend's direction. A broad smile crossed his handsome face. I could not see Whitney's expression, but I imagine her eyes were closed, mouth slightly open, in a state of total, overwhelming sexual bliss.

The sensations of a cock in my ass, a tender young hand tugging on my shaft, and the firm youthful breasts in my hands caused my mind to drift away from Mark and Tina and focus on what was happening in our own foursome.

Ellen's voice interrupted the wordless chorus of pants, gasps, and moans. "Oh my God daddy! Just watching Aunt Trish fuck your ass is making me come! This is so fucking sexy! I'm cumming daddy! I'm cumming daddy! Oooooh FUUUUUCK!" As Ellen came on her fingers she collapsed against me, her torso pressing against mine as her mouth sought out Whitney's. As the two kissed Whitney's grinding on Trish's mouth became more convulsive and I heard her moan into my daughter's mouth as she came. I could feel Ellen's arm moving against my back as she continued to finger fuck Trish's ass while Whitney continued to tug on my pole. The direct stimulation of Whitney's hand and Trish's cock coupled with the kinkiness of the situation pushed me over the edge. 

"I'm gonna cum honey. Fuck me Trish, cum with me. Cum with me!" I implored.

I felt Ellen's hand thrust even harder, Whitney's stroking become more urgent, and Trish's bucking more intense.

And then I exploded. My cock was like a cum cannon, shooting it's payload onto Whitney's belly. My sphincter convulsed and spasmed around Trish's cock. Trish made a final powerful upward thrust into me. I felt her cock swell in my rectum before it pulsed and spurted, delivering her honey deep inside my body. I could feel Ellen's hand jabbing into Trish's butt, slowly withdraw, and jam in again. Trish reacted by thrusting into me, duplicating Ellen's rhythm. Whitney's stroking transitioned to a massage as my cock began to soften in her hand. Her chest was still firmly pressed against mine as she and Ellen continued their passionate kiss.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! YEEESSSSS!" Tina hissed as she came on her son's cock. "Mommy's cumming on your cock baby! You're making mommy cum! Ooooh FUUCK!"

Tina never stopped impaling her luscious pussy on her son's meat as she came, her velvety tunnel continuing to massage Mark's stiff meat.

"Oh mom! You feel so fucking good! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum in your pussy!" Mark cried as he grabbed Tina's hips and tried to hold her tight to him.

Tina was quick to escape his grasp, lifting her shapely body off of his. "You can't cum inside me baby" she said as she positioned herself between his legs. Tina took Mark's engorged head between her lips and stroked his rigid shaft with her hand until he came in her wet sucking mouth. I could see Tina's throat working as she swallowed her son's precious, virulent cream.

Mark was nearly delirious, and could only utter "Oh my God!" over and over. When Tina had devoured all of her son's sperm-laden semen, she lay on top of him and engaged him in a lustfully passionate kiss, slowly transitioning to the gentle, emotional kiss of lovers.

Whitney was now on her back, her legs wide spread and Ellen was between them rubbing her mound against Whitney's, their breasts mashed tightly together as they lovingly kissed each other's face, neck and lips. 

Trish's spent cock slipped out of my clutching ass. I did my best to clench my ring tight in an attempt to keep my wife's syrup inside of me. I felt empty without her inside of me, and a groan of disappointment escaped my lips.

I gently kissed Trish's lips as I gazed into her mesmerizing eyes. "That was incredible honey. I love you. I love you so very much" I whispered. I continued to gently kiss Trish, basking in the glow of the love our family had just shared.

Though overpowered by the sound of the waterfall, the backyard was filled with whispers, moans, and the sounds of sexual satisfaction and enduring love.

"I love you mom."

"That was so hot."

"You are so beautiful. I love you."

"Thank you baby."

"I can't believe that just happened."

"I haven't cum like that in a long time."

I felt a hand on my back, and then a pair of lips on my cheek. It was Tina. I separated my lips from Trish's and sat up, allowing Tina to kiss Trish's lips. Tina then rose slightly and turned to me. Her eyes expressed a myriad of emotions as I have learned only she can. I saw lust, concern, love, shame, embarrassment, joy, and contentment. I gently held her chin and placed a tender kiss on her lips. When I moved away slightly, I saw a tear trickle from her eye.

"Tina, honey, are you OK?" I whispered.

She nodded and answered "I feel so selfish, like I neglected you today. I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to apologize for. Things happen sometimes. I enjoyed watching you enjoy yourself today. You and Mark are beautiful together."

"It may have been the sexiest thing I have ever seen" Trish added reassuringly.




My Journey Ch. 05



Tina looked back and forth between Trish and I. "So you're OK with it? With what happened?"

"Of course honey. We already agreed we would be, right?" I answered. 

"Are you OK with what Clark and I did with Ellen and Whitney?" Trish inquired.

"I was a little preoccupied, but the four of you put on one helluva show! Yes, I'm very much OK with it" she answered. "Mark would like to sleep with me tonight, if you're good with that."

Trish and I looked at each other and smiled. "Have fun!" we answered in unison.

Tina kissed Trish and me in turn. "We'll be in the apartment bedroom. I love you both so much" she said emotionally before rising to take Mark's hand and led him, naked, into the house.

"The three of you really are in love, aren't you?" Whitney asked, almost in dismay.

"We are. I simply cannot imagine not sharing my life with Clark and Tina. I'm a very lucky woman" Trish answered.

"And I'm a very lucky man. I love Trish and Tina with all of my being."

"You were right daddy. I didn't know what I thought I knew. I had no idea how deep your relationship with mom and Aunt Trish is. I think it's beautiful. And I think it's beautiful the way you give yourself to Aunt Trish" Ellen confessed.

"The three of us are equals, and I would never deny your mom or Aunt Trish anything that might please them" I answered.

"Aunt Trish, would it please you to sleep with me tonight?" my sly daughter asked.

Trish's face broke into a wide smile as she saw how my daughter just played me. 

"It would please me very much!"

What could I do? I had just told my daughter that I would never deny my wife pleasure. "Enjoy yourselves" I said with a knowing smile.

I lifted myself off of Trish so she and Ellen could retire to my daughter's bedroom for the evening.

"I guess that just leaves the two of us young lady" I said to Whitney. "Care to spend the night in bed with a tired old man?" I asked.

"Not really" she said, causing my heart to sink a little. "I want to spend the night in bed with you! Come on, let's go upstairs"

I walked hand in hand into the house with my son's eighteen year old girlfriend. Still holding hands we silently climbed the steps to the master suite. At the edge of the bed I took Whitney in my arms and held her firm naked body close to me, and kissed her on the forehead. I reached behind me and pulled the sheets of the king size bed down. Whitney climbed into the expansive bed first, reclining in the middle of the mattress on her left side with her right leg drawn toward her chest with the knee bent. Her curly blonde hair cascaded over her shoulder, covering a portion of her right breast. All I could do was stand and stare at the sight of this ridiculously attractive and sensual creature in my bed.

"Are you coming to bed Mr. P?" she asked, snapping me out of my trance.

I slid between the sheets, scooting as close to Whitney as I could and pulling the covers over our bodies.

Whitney placed her right arm around my neck, and her right leg over my thighs. She kissed me sweetly on the lips. "Thank you Mr. P" she said.

"For what?" I asked.

"For opening your home and your family to me. You and Mrs. P always make me feel welcome, it means a lot."

"No need to thank us for that. It's obvious that Mark and Ellen are both in love with you. As long as that's the case, you're family" I said.

"I love both of them too. I guess you and I are a lot alike that way, huh?"

"I guess we are" I confessed.

Whitney closed her eyes and showered my lips and cheeks with delightful little kisses.

"And thank you for doing what you did with Aunt Trish today. You licking her asshole and letting her fuck you like that, well, it was hotter than I ever would have imagined. I really enjoyed it."

"Not as much as I did" I confessed.

She smiled. "I enjoyed your cock in my pussy too. You're an even better fuck than I had hoped."

"I absolutely loved making love to you too, Whitney. You are very enthusiastic and passionate. But I've got to ask, why would you want to have sex with me? You are a beautiful and vibrant young woman and my son's lover, why would you want to sleep with your boyfriend's dad?"

"That's a fair question Mr. P, and it deserves an answer. I am very much in love with your son. I haven't even thought of another man since our first date. He treated me like such a lady that I just knew I would be his wife someday. The truth is... I need sex. Everyday. I love making love, whether it's to your son or your daughter. Mark knows that when he leaves for the Marines, he takes my favorite cock with him. I tried to reassure him I would be OK as long as I could make love to Ellen, but he knew better. He knew before long I would be looking for a hard cock to fill my pussy. He loves me, and said he would be OK if I found a guy to screw while he was away, but I could tell he was lying. He didn't want some strange guy fucking me, which is why he suggested that I try to fuck you."

"So, this was a test drive of sorts, to see if I could fill Mark's shoes while he is gone?"

I could see in Whitney's eyes that she was afraid to answer truthfully, and her hesitation in answering served as confirmation. Eventually she did offer a very contrite "Yes" and lowered her eyes from mine, embarrassed by the situation she had put me in.

"So how did I do?" I asked. "Did I pass?"

Whitney's head snapped up and she smiled into my eyes at my question. "With flying colors!" she squealed. Whitney pressed her lips to mine before saying "I have a couple of questions I need to ask, Mr. P."

"Fire away sweetie."

"The first one is kind of embarrassing. Buuut... my home life isn't so good, and... so... would you mind... would... would it be OK if I called you... if I called you daddy?"

I was moved by the childlike innocence of her tone, and surprised by the question itself.

"If you're comfortable calling me that, I'd be honored to have you call me daddy." I kissed her forehead. "What's your second question?"

"Daddy, will you please lick my pussy?"

I answered by moving faster than a man my age has ever moved. I threw the covers back and positioned myself between her toned, athletic legs. Whitney spread her legs and placed them behind her arms. Her sex was on open display before my lusting eyes and I gazed upon the most inviting pussy I had ever seen. Whitney's pussy, like my wife's and daughter's, was devoid of pubic hair. Her clit was already engorged and her ample, prominent lips resembled a blossoming flower. A trickle of clear fluid leaked from her pussy hole, making it's way toward her tight little rosebud of an asshole. I waited for the rivulet of fluid to reach her pucker before I lowered my head, extended my tongue, and licked her from the bottom of her asshole to her clit in one continuous motion, causing her to moan.

She tasted divine.

I wanted to bury my tongue in her weeping gash, but could not resist eating her ass first. I pointed my tongue and circled the rim of her anus with the tip numerous times, making sure to remain clear of her entrance. Eventually I could no longer resist penetrating her butt hole and I pressed the tip of my tongue against her tight opening.

"Ooooh! Daddy! That's so nasty!"

I continued to force my tongue into her tight little hole, soliciting groans from Whitney's throat.

"That is sooo good! Oh my God! Daddy! Fuck my ass with your tongue!" she cried.

I plunged my tongue in and out of her ring, reveling in the smoothness of her sphincter on my tongue and the tanginess on my tongue.

"That is incredible! Why hasn't anyone done this before?! Oh, yes! Yes! YESSS!" She hissed.

With my tongue still stroking in and out of her rectum I began to stroke her clit with my right thumb, unleashing a torrent of cursing from her mouth and a steady stream of lubrication from her pussy.

I withdrew my tongue from her backdoor and placed my mouth over her throbbing clit. I inserted two fingers of my right hand into her gushing slit. As I sucked on her swollen clit I slid my fingers in and out of her very wet pussy. Whitney's hands were on the back of my head, pulling my face tightly against her crotch. I briefly slipped the middle finger of my left hand into her cleft to lubricate it, then began to insert it into her asshole. She went absolutely wild as my finger slid deeper and deeper into her ass. Once I had my knuckles pressed against her ass cheeks, I began finger fucking her ass in earnest. When I slid the digit out of her ass, I slid the two fingers into her pussy. I alternated this thrusting all the while sucking on and flicking her clit.

I was starting to tire from being in this position and decided it was time to make her cum. I curled the fingers of my right hand, searching for her spongy G spot with my fingertips. 

"FUCK!" she yelled, indicating I had indeed located the spot. Still finger fucking her ass and sucking her clit, I strummed her G spot with my fingertips.

"What are you doing to me?! Oh my God! What are you doing!? Don't stop! Don't stop! Please don't stop!"

I was happy to oblige the young woman, and didn't stop anything that I was doing. 

Minutes later Whitney alerted me to her pending orgasm. "I'm gonna cum daddy! Oh my God daddy, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum! Oh! FUCK! What's happening?!"

And then she came. Her entire body convulsed as she experienced her first ejaculating orgasm. She was squirting all over my hands and face.

"YES! YES! YES! OH FUUUUUUCK!" she screamed.

I tried to catch all of her cum in my mouth, but there was just too much. Her ejaculate was on my back, in my hair, and all over the bed.

It was obvious she had never squirted before. Hell, I had never made a woman squirt either. It was pretty damn cool!

I felt Whitney pulling me toward her. I moved up her luscious body until we were face to face. Whitney kissed me wildly and licked the residual ejaculate from my face.

"What did you do to me daddy? Oh my God that was INSANE!"

Whitney's hips were rocking and bucking, and before long my achingly hard cock slipped into her velvety smooth tunnel for the second time.

"Ooooh YES! Fuck me with your cock daddy!"

I was so turned on by our passionate oral session that I was already on the verge of cumming, and I told her so.

"I'm not gonna last long sweetie."

"I'm gonna cum again too. Fuck me daddy! Fuck me!"

I pounded her teenage pussy with all that I had, bumping her clit with my pubic bone on every thrust.

"OhI'mgonnacum! I'mgonnacum!" her words came so fast that they ran together. "Aaaaaah! YES!" she exclaimed as her pussy erupted in spurts again, this time all over my cock.

Her orgasm pushed me over the edge. I pulled my cock out of her quivering pussy, gave it a couple of strokes, and came all over her youthful body. One glob of cum landed on her right tit, another just above her belly button, a third, fourth, and fifth created a puddle just below her navel until it ran and pooled in her belly button.

I licked my cum off of her breast and out of her belly button. I slipped my cock back into her dripping wet snatch before pressing my lips to hers. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and allowed my cum to roll down her tongue. We swished the cum around with our tongues before we each swallowed our share.

"Oh my God daddy, what just happened?"

"You squirted, sweetheart."

"That was amazing! Oh my God I've never done that before. Do you think you can teach Mark how to do that?" Whitney inquired.

"I think it would be more enjoyable if you taught him how" I answered.

Whitney smiled at me as my answer sank in. "You're probably right" she said.

With Whitney snuggling me as close as possible, we fell asleep.

I awoke in the morning to the unmistakable sensation of having my cock sucked. When I opened my eyes I was staring directly at Whitney's pussy. Acting on instinct, I gripped Whitney's ass cheeks and plunged my tongue into her enflamed slit.

The fog of sleep slowly subsided and I began to realize something was wrong. Whitney didn't taste quite the same as last night, and on second glance I noticed her pussy lips were smaller.

"Whitney?" I asked.

"No daddy, it's me! Surprise!"

It was my daughter and she returned to enthusiastically devouring my cock.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked, stunned by the present situation.

Ellen didn't answer for a few seconds, preferring to slurp and suck on my cock. As she transitioned into the cowgirl position she answered "Getting us both ready..." she paused for effect, then impaled herself on my erection "...to FUCK!"



My Journey Ch. 06



This is the sixth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 5 first. Thank you to all who read my first five submissions and provided feedback.

All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years..

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I awoke in the morning to the unmistakable sensation of my cock being sucked. When I opened my eyes I was staring directly at Whitney's pussy. Acting on instinct, I gripped Whitney's ass cheeks and plunged my tongue into her enflamed slit.

The fog of sleep slowly subsided and I began to realize something was wrong. Whitney didn't taste quite the same as last night, and on second glance I noticed her pussy lips were smaller.

"Whitney?" I asked.

"No daddy, it's me! Surprise!"

It was my daughter and she returned to enthusiastically devouring my cock.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked, stunned by the present situation.

Ellen didn't answer for a few seconds, preferring to slurp and suck on my cock. As she transitioned into the cowgirl position she answered "Getting us both ready..." she paused for effect, then impaled herself on my erection "...to FUCK!"

I was instantly buried balls deep in my daughter Ellen.

"Oh honey! This is so..." I protested.

"Hot? Naughty?" she interrupted, squirming her body on top of my cock.

"No, honey. It's wrong."

"No, it's not daddy" she said, flatly refuting my assertion. "You said you wouldn't deny mom or Aunt Trish anything that would please them, right?"

She had me there. I had indeed said that in front of everybody yesterday.

"Well, daddy, you making love to your baby girl would please them very much" Ellen declared as she continued to squirm and rotate her hips on my erection.

How could I refute her logic? If Tina and Trish were good with it, why shouldn't I be?

"Come here sweetheart" I whispered, any resistance I may have had was gone.

With my cock still in her clutching, wet pussy Ellen lowered herself to me, her firm C cup breasts pressed against my chest. With a twinkle in her lovely brown eyes and a victorious grin on her lips she slipped her arms under my neck and gazed into my eyes.

"You don't have to do this" I said, wrapping my arms around her slender torso and holding her.

Ellen's squirming morphed into a subtle raising and lowering of her hips on my embedded penis.

"I know daddy. I want to. After watching how gentle you were when you made love to Whitney, and how submissive and eager you were to please Aunt Trish I wanted to experience it for myself. I want to see if you are as generous a lover as you seem to be."

Ellen looked into my eyes as though she was peering into my soul, closed hers, and placed her full luscious lips on mine. She held the kiss for a few seconds before slipping her tongue between my lips. I opened my mouth slightly and met her tongue with mine, the tips tenderly touching and caressing.

My hands slid down Ellen's back until they reached her butt. I grasped the youthful globes, and I pulled her toward me slightly and held her hips tightly against my body. I began to slowly withdraw my cock from her slick hole until just the head remained inside, then reversed direction and slowly slid my cock back inside of her. I repeated the process, never changing pace, stoking in and out of Ellen's lovely body at an agonizingly slow rate.

"Oh daddy, I like that. Nice and slow. You feel so good!"

Her lips were back on mine, kissing me deeply. Our tongues roamed inside each other's mouths at the same languid rate that my cock reciprocated in her pussy.

I was making love to my daughter, and it was wonderful.

I repositioned my hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks and edging my fingers closed to her anus. Dipping my right hand toward our forbidden union, I slipped the middle finger into her tunnel next to my cock, soliciting from her a throaty moan.

My finger now coated with her creamy slickness, I brought it to her asshole and gently slid the slippery digit around her pucker.

"Oh my God dad!" she groaned in obvious approval. She returned her lips to mine, and tried to increase the speed of our coupling, but my hands pinned her hips to me, preventing her from moving.

Ellen raised herself up on her arms with her head back and chest thrust forward, her eyes closed and mouth slightly open in a display of pure physical bliss. She was stunning in this position.

"Stop teasing me daddy. Put your finger in me. Please." Her voice was innocent yet demanding, conveying her mounting lust and a tiny amount of trepidation.

"Have you had anything in your butt before?" I asked before penetrating her bud.

"No, but your finger feels so fucking good stroking me there I want to feel a little bit of it inside of me."

My stroking of her pucker ceased, and I applied gentle pressure with my middle finger to her asshole. As expected, my attempted penetration met resistance as she clenched.

Without removing any pressure, I whispered in a soothing voice "Relax sweetheart. Juuuust reeeelaaaaax."

It took a little while, but my continued thrusting into her sopping wet pussy coupled with the gentle pressure of my finger on her asshole caused her tight fleshy ring to begin to yield and my finger started to slip into her. Once the initial penetration had begun, her sphincter relaxed further allowing my lubricated finger to slip in uncontested just past the first knuckle.

"Oooooh daddy! My GOD! That feels so fucking good!"

I held Ellen tight to me with my left hand and slowly worked my finger in and out of her incredibly tight rectum. My cock continued it's slow motion assault of her vagina.

"How does that feel sweetheart? Are you OK?"

"It's fantastic daddy. I love it!"

As my cock pushed into her satiny folds my finger withdrew from her grasping ass, and as my meat retreated, I slid my finger back in. With her body still pinned to mine, Ellen was limited to tilting her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit on my pubic bone, adding to the stimulation she was already receiving from my sawing cock and finger.

I wanted to please my daughter. I wanted her to cum on my cock. I wanted this taboo union to be something she would always remember, and I wanted to prove to her that I was indeed the generous lover she perceived me to be. I knew that none of this was going to come to fruition if I came too soon, which was becoming a very real possibility. Watching my sexy daughter writhing in pleasure under my ministrations had me on the verge of orgasm. I closed my eyes, and tried to focus on something other than my daughter making love to me. I thought about work; I tried to solve complex math problems in my head; I imagined trying to juggle live kittens.

My mental exercises seemed to be working as Ellen's breathing became more rapid, shallow, and pronounced; her grinding became more fervent. A light sheen of perspiration had appeared on her chest and breasts.

"I'm so close, so close" she moaned.

"Cum for me sweetheart. Cum for daddy" I encouraged. "Show daddy how good he made you feel."

"Fuck me faster daddy! Make me cum! Faster! Faster!" she pleaded.

I increased the pace of my plunging in both of her entrances, thrusting as fast as my old body would allow.

"YES! YES! Like that! Oh God! DADDYYYYY!" she screamed as orgasm swept over her youthful body. "I'M CUMMING DADDY!"

When I felt her tiny little asshole clenching on my finger, I plunged it in as far as I could. "OH FUCK!" she cried as my finger bottomed out in her backside. I wiggled my finger in her bottom and continued to thrust my cock into her pussy.

"YES! YES! YES! OhmyGodOhmyGodOhmyGod YEEESSS!" Ellen fell forward and attacked my mouth with hers, kissing me violently. I slowed my thrusting into her pussy, and started sliding my finger in and out of her ass again, though very gently and lovingly causing her to emit low, throaty groans into my mouth.

Only after she stopped thrusting her hips against me did I cease stroking my appendages in and out of her.

Breathing heavily, Ellen moved so we were cheek to cheek. Her breath was hot against my ear and her chest was heaving against mine.

Ellen repeatedly kissed my neck, all the while whispering "I love you daddy. That was so good. I love you daddy. I love you."

"I love you too sweetheart. You were incredible" I answered as I too kissed her neck and cheek.

I was surprised to feel her tongue snake it's way into my ear. "How much did Trish reveal last night?" I thought to myself as my daughter's squirming tongue drove me wild. I pumped my finger into Ellen's ass a couple of times, causing her to groan some more.

"You didn't cum daddy" she whispered directly into my ear.

"That's OK" I said.

Ellen moved so she could look directly into my eyes. Her brown eyes darted back and forth between mine. Her love for me was evident. "No, it's not" she answered firmly. "Let me finish you."

My left hand released it's death grip on her ass, and I started to pull my finger out of her butt.

"No. Leave it in. I like it" she said. Ellen shifted from being on her knees to being on her feet. She was still straddling me, but was squatting with my dick still in her. She placed her hands on my chest for balance, and began to slide her well lubricated tunnel up and down my shaft using her athletic legs. In this position, the only parts of her body that touched me were her hands and her pussy.

With her hair now clinging to her sweaty face, Ellen pumped up and down on my engorged prick. The feeling was incredible. The exertion necessary for her to fuck me in this position seemed to make her pussy even tighter. The sensation was excruciatingly wonderful.

It was my turn to groan.

"You feel incredible sweetheart. I can't believe how hard you're squeezing me.

Ellen beamed. "You like that?"

"Oh my God, yes! Sweetheart, I'm not gonna last long."

"I don't want you to daddy. I want to feel you cum inside of me" she answered.

Over and over my daughter slid her tight pussy up and down my fleshy pole.

"Cum for me daddy. Show me how much you like making love to your daughter. Cum inside me daddy. Oooh your cock feels so fucking good!"

"Don't stop sweetheart. Daddy's almost there. You are so beautiful Ellen. So beautiful" I said as I reached for her right breast and played with her nipple.

Ellen sighed when my hand made contact with her tit. She moaned when I pinched and rolled her nipple between my thumb and finger.

"Are you close daddy? Are you ready to cum?" she asked, sounding like she was ready to cum again.

"Almost there, almost there. Don't stop sweetheart" I answered.

"Finger fuck my ass daddy. I wanna cum with you. Faster. FASTER!" she cried.

I plunged the full length of my finger in and out of her bud as fast as I could as she continued to ride my cock with almost violent strokes.

"I'm gonna cum sweetheart. Daddy's cumming" I panted as I came, splattering the walls of my daughter's vagina with my gooey batter.

Feeling the volleys of cum in her pussy set her off. I felt her asshole clenching on my finger and I knew she was cumming too. Ellen's head was thrown back. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open like she was roaring, but no sound came out of her mouth. She wasn't breathing either as a powerful orgasm washed over her. Her hands were balled up into tight fists filled with my chest hair.

"AAAAAAAAAAHH!" finally escaped from her as she exhaled, the splendor of her orgasm beginning to subside. She inhaled sharply before exhaling a sobbing "FU-UH-UH-UH-CK!" and collapsed on top of me again.

Eventually my cock softened and slipped out of her. I made one final pump of my finger into her ass before slowly withdrawing it too.

Ellen wrapped her legs around my waist as she rolled us onto our sides. She pressed her body against mine, clinging to me like a wet sheet.

"That was..." she breathed. "That was..."

"Beautiful?" I offered.

Still clinging to me she looked into my eyes and said "Yeah. Beautiful."

"Just like you" I said before kissing her lightly and pulling her into a very tight embrace. "I love you baby girl."

"I love you too, daddy" she replied before we both drifted off.

Shifting weight on the bed aroused me from my nap. It was Trish and Tina getting into bed, one on either side of me.

Tina lay down directly in front of me and cuddled close, her arms in front of her with her hands under her chin like she was cold. I wrapped my arms around her and held her. Trish was behind me and pressed her body to my back, spooning me, gently kissing my neck and shoulders. I pulled the covers up over us.

"Hi" Tina shyly whispered.

"Hi" I whispered back. "Where's Ellen?"

"Downstairs with Mark and Whitney" she answered. A few seconds later she asked "How do you feel?" I could detect the concern in her voice.

"Exhausted. Hungry." I answered, causing Tina to smile and give me the look that said "smartass".

After pausing to look lovingly into her eyes I answered "Blessed. Deeply loved"

This brought a true joyous smile to her face and she leaned in to gently kiss my lips.

"Jealous?" She asked in a little girl's tone.

"No. You?"

"Unh unh" she answered, obviously relieved.

"Horny?" I asked, causing both of my beauties to laugh out loud.

Tina asked "Trish? How about you?"

"I love my family" was her answer.

Tina squirmed free of my embrace, rolling me onto my back in the process, placing her face inches in front of Trish's. Tina caressed Trish's face as they gazed into one another's eyes.

Tears streamed down Tina's cheeks.

"Say that again" Tina requested.

Trish searched Tina's face for a few seconds. She started to speak, but abruptly stopped. The expression on Trish's face changed, as if she was having an epiphany. Trish's eyes now produced great drops of fluid that ran down the soft, smooth skin of her face.

In a barely audible whisper she repeated "I love my family."

The two women threw their arms around each other and sobbed.

"I love my family" Trish repeated in her excited whisper. "I love you Tina. I love you Clark."

"I love you so much Trish!" Tina nearly shouted as she covered her wife's face with urgent kisses. "So much, so much"

I chose not to interrupt the intimate scene with words, instead I allowed myself to be bathed in the tenderness and delicateness of the moment.

We lay in bed, kissing, touching, caressing; communicating our feelings for each other through our hands, fingers, tongues, and lips. Without words we expressed our love and devotion for one another. For me, it was almost as emotional as our wedding day. Time seemed to stand still in our bedroom as the three of us melded into one.

Our communion was interrupted by a light knock on the door.

"Are you decent?" Ellen asked, soliciting giggles and snickers from the three of us.

"Come in sweetheart" Tina answered.

The door opened and Ellen walked in, followed by Whitney and Mark, hand in hand, looking very much in love. Ellen and Whitney were each wearing one of Mark's tee shirts, and Mark was in a pair of boxers.

"Good morning" I offered.

"Good afternoon daddy" Whitney replied.

"Is it that late already?" Trish asked.

"We just wanted to thank the three of you for a wonderful evening and morning" Ellen stated.

"Yeah, last night was great, and really special. Thanks" Mark answered in his usual minimalist way.

"I had a wonderful time. It was beautiful and surreal at the same time. I will never forget how perfect it was, and how you all made me feel like I was a part of your family" Whitney added.

"You are a special young woman Whitney, and you are always welcome in our home" Trish said.

"Thanks Aunt Trish" Whitney said, shifting her eyes to lock onto Tina's, she added "Why don't you come downstairs and eat something."

The double entendre was obvious. With all of the swapping that had happened through the course of the night, Whitney and Tina apparently did not hook up.

"Give us a few minutes and we'll be down" Tina answered, unfazed by Whitney's come on.

Our three visitors turned and left our room, closing the door behind them.

"I think someone isn't satisfied yet" Trish said as she teased Tina.

"Ya think? I'm the only one in the family that hasn't gone down on her. I guess she's saving the best for last" Tina chided.

"The best? You've never licked a pussy" I told her.

"I know. But I know how I like it done. I just need to do the same to her" Tina answered. "Now, let's hop in the shower and head downstairs."

The three of us washed in our extra large shower, and I made it a point to touch the women as much as possible. I loved these two women, and loved touching them almost as much.

We toweled off and threw on some casual clothes. I put on a pair of boxers and a tee shirt. Tina wore a pink tank-top and some denim cut-offs. Trish put on a pair of boy short panties and one of my tee shirts.

"Being a little daring Trish, aren't we?" I teased.

Trish stepped behind me and enveloped me in her arms. She stuck her tongue in my ear and said "There's no need for false modesty, besides, I don't think I'll be wearing these very long."

We went downstairs. The kids had prepared lunch and had it waiting for us out on the deck. The six of us sat down at the table and noshed on sliced fresh fruit, cucumber and cream cheese finger sandwiches, and iced tea. It was a light, but surprisingly filling, meal.

"Thank you. That was delicious" I said.

"That was very good. Thank you" Tina added.

We sat around the table and relaxed for a few minutes, enjoying the early afternoon sun and the memories of a wonderful evening.

Ellen had been looking at Whitney for a long time before Whitney noticed. "What?" Whitney asked with a confused look on her face. Ellen's mouth slowly turned into a wide smile, and she arched her eyebrows at Whitney. The delicious young blonde finally put two and two together, her own wide smile indicating to Ellen she finally understood.

The two luscious young women got up from the table and stripped off the tee shirts they wore, leaving them naked in front of the four of us. Ellen gently placed her hands on the swell of Whitney's hips and cocked her head to the right as she tongue kissed her friend. Whitney responded by wrapping her arms around Ellen's neck and arching her back, forcing her pubis into Ellen's mound. The two kissed and ground against each other, producing an uncomfortable erection in my boxers. I'm sure that was their intention.

Without a word, the two lovers broke their kiss and walked across the yard, each with an arm around the others waist. Their jiggling ass cheeks and long lean legs were a beautiful sight as they sashayed away from us and walked into the shallow pool. Once in the water, they proceeded to the deeper portion, and stood on the bottom with the water to just below their necks where they resumed the make-out session they had started on the deck. The four of us sat quietly on the deck and watched, mesmerized by the tender, though highly erotic, scene.

A few minutes after they had gotten in the pool, Whitney turned her head toward the deck and us, her gaze focused on Tina. Whitney's hand came out of the water and she beckoned my wife with a "come hither" motion of her index finger. Tina hesitated briefly, making visual contact with Trish and me, before getting out of her chair and stripping off her tank-top, her large tits bouncing against her body as the tee shirt quickly released them from their confine. She began moving toward the pool, unbuttoning her shorts as he walked. Once she was at the edge of the shallow pool, she removed her shorts, turned towards the water, and stood in front of the two young women in all of her naked glory. As she started to walk into the warm saltwater, I heard Whitney say "Oh, Mrs. P, you are more beautiful than I remember."




My Journey Ch. 06



"Thank you Whitney. I'm glad you like what you see, but considering what's about to happen, don't you think 'Mrs. P' is just a little formal? Why don't you call me Tina?"

"If it's OK with you, I would rather call you mom" the blonde quietly replied.

"Oh sweetie, I would be honored if you called me mom!"

Tina arrived in Whitney's embrace just as she finished speaking, and their lips and mouths met with an apparent comfort that made me think they had been doing this for years. Their union was so natural and effortless, it looked as if they knew in advance what each was going to do. Ever so slowly Tina directed Whitney to one of the submerged ledges and sat her on it. Like Ellen had done with Trish the previous day, Tina supported her weight in the water with her arms around Whitney's neck. The two made out for several minutes, Whitney groping and caressing Tina's large naked breasts.

"You have such wonderful boobs, mom. They're so big and firm! I love the way they feel in my hands"

"And your hands feel incredible on them honey. MMmmmm! Rub my nipples with your thumbs. Just like that. Sooo good!"

The two soon-to-be-lovers resumed their kiss while Whitney further stimulated my wife by flipping her thumbs over Tina's swollen and sensitive nipples.

I was so engrossed in watching the unfolding lesbian scene in front of me that I hadn't noticed Trish getting out of her chair. She stood next to me, and lifted her tee shirt over her head. I detected the motion out of the corner of my eye and turned just in time to see my beautiful wife bend over and remove her boy short panties, exposing her hypnotic asshole to my lusting eyes.

Trish stood up and took up position in front of me. Her cock, beginning to harden, was pointed directly at my face. In what had become a very natural act for me, I took her cock in my mouth and began sucking it to full hardness. I was still able to glance to my side and keep an eye on what was happening in the pool. Tina and Whitney were still engaged in their foreplay, kissing and groping each other.

With Trish's cock in my mouth, I extended my right hand between her fabulous legs and stroked my middle finger over the pleated entrance to her pussy. My action caused Trish to shudder a little before she hissed "I want you in there baby."

Luckily, sucking my wife's cock always made me hard and today was no different. I was ready to fuck her gorgeous ass whenever she was ready.

Retracting my hand, I slicked my finger with my saliva and returned it to her pussy. Still sucking her cock I applied pressure with my middle finger and effortlessly slid into her welcoming hole. I pumped into her with my finger while I slobbered all over her now very erect cock.

"Aaaaaah! Clark, you're driving me crazy! I need to feel your cock inside of me. I need you to fuck me!"

Trish pulled away, leaving my mouth sadly empty, and turned around. She bent over at the waist, reached between her legs with her right hand and grasped my hard penis. As she lowered herself into my lap she guided my pulsing missile to the entrance of her pussy and slowly lowered herself onto me.

A heavy sigh of satisfaction escaped from her mouth as my intruding cock filled her rectum.

"Oooh baby! I love you fucking me" she sexily whispered. Trish raised her arms and threw them around my neck, arching her breasts out and forcing her ass back to me, causing me to bore even deeper into her dark tunnel.

My left hand instinctively took her boob in my hand while my right grabbed her very hard girl-cock. Trish moaned as she began working her hips back and forth, causing my dick to slide in and out of her tight ass and her cock to piston in my fist. Both of us were able to see what was happening in the pool.

Tina and Whitney were still making out at the edge of the pool, and Mark had joined his twin sister in the shallow pool. Ellen was flat on her tummy on the shallow pool, her chin resting on her folded arms. Mark lay on top of her, the rising and falling of his buttocks indicating he was pumping in and out of my daughter. He too watched in fascination what was happening between his mom and girlfriend.

"I'm ready for you mom" we all heard Whitney say.

Trish and I did not want to miss what was about to happen, so Trish got off of my lap and moved toward the edge of the pool. I followed.

Once at the edge of the water, Trish got down in a doggie style position. She was close enough to be able to see everything that was happening between Tina and Whitney, but far enough away that there could be no interaction.

I took my place behind Trish and slipped my cock into my wife's shemale pussy. Trish lowered her torso until her chin rested on her forearms and her boobs made contact with the lush green grass. I lowered myself until my chest was on Trish's back, then reached under her and grabbed her stiff, drooling she-clit. My hips remained stationary against Trish's butt while I fisted her clit with my right hand.

Tina pulled herself up until she was kneeling on the submerged seat, and Whitney sat on the edge of the pool, only her lower legs still in the water. Whitney began to slowly spread her legs until they were as far apart as humanly possible, and her fleshy pink treasure was revealed to the older woman before her.

"Oh Whitney!" Tina exclaimed. "It's beautiful!" Tina's right hand came out of the water and she gently touched Whitney's pussy lips with her right thumb. "Your lips are so thick and long! And your clit is perfect! Oh my God, honey, you have juice running out of you!"

I was familiar with what Tina was seeing. Whitney's pussy really is a sight to behold. The lips were like meaty curtains, her clit was like a fleshy pinto bean, and when aroused she leaked copious amounts of fluid that ran down her perineum and across her asshole.

Tina extended her tongue and licked the young woman from her pucker to her clit, not wanting any of the delicious pussy juice to go to waste. At the zenith of her lick, Tina released an exaggerated "MMmmmmm!" as she gazed into Whitney's eyes, soliciting a smile from the young blonde.

Tina was then back between Whitney's thighs, her extended tongue tenderly licked at the outside of the engorged labia while she massaged the engorged clit with her right thumb. I could see Tina's other hand was busy between her own legs rubbing her enflamed slit.

I remained motionless inside Trish's butt while my hand squeezed and stroked her drooling clit. Trish began to squirm underneath me indicating to me she wanted me to start fucking her. I ignored her silent plea, as I knew I would cum far too soon if I started to fuck her now.

Tina continued to tease the hot blonde, making sure her tongue avoided direct contact with the hairless sex in front of her. After several minutes of Tina's exquisite torture, Whitney's face began to register frustration. It was obvious she wanted Tina to get down to business and eat her in earnest.

"Stop teasing me mom, please. Lick my pussy. Eat me!" she said, her voice betraying her desperation.

Without a word, Tina removed her hand from her own pussy and with both thumbs spread the meaty petals of Whitney's pussy and plunged her tongue into the pink, molten core.

Whitney squealed her approval and began thrusting her hips against Tina's intruding tongue. My wife's mouth completely surrounded the young woman's pulsing flesh as her tongued danced and squirmed inside the sexy girl's vagina. I could see her throat working as she swallowed the young girl's copious fluids.

"Yes! Yes! Oh mommy! You are so good at this! Eat me mom! Eat my pussy!" Whitney grasped the back of Tina's head and held it tightly against her crotch.

As I watched the coupling in complete fascination, I realized I was in a unique situation. I had my cock nestled in the ass of my shemale wife while simultaneously stroking her cock, all the while we both watched our wife eating pussy for the very first time. How many men can claim they had done that?

"Put your fingers in me mom" Whitney demanded, shaking me from my day dream. Tina released her suctioning mouth from Whitney's succulent quim and inserted two fingers into the gushing opening causing the young girl to groan in lust.

"That feels so good! Fuck me with your fingers. Lick my clit mom" Whitney directed. Tina responded by stabbing her fingers in and out of Whitney while flicking the tip of her tongue against the girl's sensitive bean.

"OOoooh YES!" Whitney cried in ecstasy. "Just like that! Fuck me! OOoooh! FUCK! Yeahyeahyeah!"

Having done the same thing to Whitney myself last night, I could tell she was getting close so I began to slowly pump my impossibly hard cock in and out of Trish's clutching ass.

"It's about time you fucked me proper, baby!" Trish moaned.

"Curl you fingers mommy. Pull them out a little...riiiiight...THERE!" Whitney instructed. "Do you feel that spot mom? Stroke it with your finger tips. Yes! Yes! Oh my God, that is so fucking good! Don't stop! Don't stop! Keep licking me! AAAAHHH!"

Whitney had just helped Tina find her G spot and was getting ready to give my wife a big surprise. I continued to thrust into Trish's ass and stroke her girl-cock. Trish was thrusting back against my hips, intensifying the sensations she was feeling. "Fuck me baby! Make love to my ass!" she commanded. I stroked into Trish's ass with increased vigor, hoping I could time our orgasms with Whitney's.

"I'm... gonna... cum. I'm gonna cum mommy" Whitney breathed in a near hiss.

"Fuck me harder Clark. I'm so close! Fuck me!" Trish demanded.

Whitney's mouth was wide open, and her breathing consisted of very sharp, short intakes of air as her body jerked in response to the pleasure she was receiving. "Here it comes mommy! Get ready! AAAaaaahhh! YES!" she cried as her pussy exploded and she squirted all over Tina's face. Tina frantically lapped at Whitney's pussy, trying to catch the stream of the clear fluid in her mouth. Whitney's orgasm literally took her breath away. Just like last night the intensity of her squirting orgasm prevented her from drawing breath.

I felt Trish's swollen cock-clit expand in my fist, and with a deep, throaty growl she squirted her honey into the grass beneath her. Her contracting sphincter sent me over the edge, and with a final deep thrust I emptied my semen into her spasming orifice. With each spurt I pushed my cock into my beautiful wife's behind and stroked my fist down her cock.

From the shallow pool we heard Mark and Ellen share in an incestuous simultaneous orgasm.

Tina rose from her perch in front of Whitney and forced the young woman to her back on the grass. Tina was on top of her in a flash, their mouths locked in a crushing kiss as Tina ground her pussy into Whitney's pubis. "There it is! There it is!" Tina released as her own cum swept over her body. "Oh yes! YES!" she cried as Whitney made her cum for the second time in as many days.

"Oh my God. Oh honey! That was so good! So beautiful! You have a fabulous, delicious pussy!" Tina panted before again deeply kissing her new lover, continuing to rub her pussy on Whitney. "Why did I wait so long to try this?" Tina asked to no one in particular. Tina turned her face toward me. "Why did I wait so long?" she asked me directly. I couldn't answer her, so I shrugged my shoulders and drove my hips against Trish.

My cock began to deflate in Trish's ass. I looked around the backyard and took in the scene. Mark and Ellen were still in the shallow pool, tenderly kissing in a loving, post-coital embrace. Tina was on top of Whitney between the young girls spread legs. She gently stroked Whitney's long blonde hair and gazed into the bright blue eyes of the young nymph.

When my now limp cock slipped from Trish's glorious butthole, I instinctively positioned myself behind her so I could orally worship her ass in the manner it deserved. Her normally puckered ring was gaping now, stretched and relaxed because of the loving it had just received. I could see my cum inside of her, slowly making it's way toward the exit. I lowered my face and placed my mouth over her hole, inserting my tongue into her wet and sloppy insides. Trish loved to have me eat my own cum out of her ass after I made love to her, and moaned her appreciation as I probed her with my tongue.

"Eat my ass you little cum slut" she hissed. "Lick your cum out of me."

I pulled away just long enough to say "My pleasure" and returned to devouring her sex.

"That is so hot daddy! The way you adore Trish is just so hot!" Whitney said to me before turning to Tina and asking "He really loves her, doesn't he?"

"He does. He loves both of us. And I love both of them" Tina answered.

"I love Mark" Whitney blurted.

"I know you do" Tina replied.

"I love Ellen, too" Whitney confessed.

"I know. And she loves you. She told me" Tina answered.

"When did she tell you?" Whitney asked somewhat surprised.

"This weekend. Oh, she didn't come right out and say it, but to anyone paying even a little attention it's obvious how she feels about you."

Whitney beamed at Tina's response. "Yeah, I guess it is! Thank you for a wonderful weekend mom. You have a wonderful family. I hope to be a part of it someday."

"You already are, honey."

Whitney gave Tina a tender kiss on the lips. "I love you mom."

"I love you too, honey."

I had completed cleaning out Trish. We were on our knees holding each other as we eavesdropped on the precious conversation occurring just a couple of feet away. Trish and I gazed into each other's eyes. I could not believe how much I loved this woman.

Trish moved away from me and still on her knees made her way over to Tina and Whitney. She first kissed Whitney, a loving peck on the lips, bringing a joyful smile to the teenager's face. Trish then turned to Tina and said "I am completely, hopelessly, unfathomably in love with you"

Trish's words fell on all of us like a warm blanket.

Trish briefly kissed Tina's lips before enveloping her in an embrace that wordlessly reinforced what she had just said.

Tears rolled down both of their faces.

Whitney and I were both moved by Trish's raw display of devotion, so much so that it caused a tear to trickle from Whitney's blue eye.

There was a long silence as we allowed the emotional confession to settle.

"Aunt Trish?" Whitney broke the silence.

"Yes honey?" Trish answered.

Whitney extended her hand and wrapped it around Trish's flaccid penis, then asked "Do you think maybe I can try this someday?" eliciting deep appreciative laughter from everyone in the backyard.

Trish is a wonderful spouse. That night she kissed Tina and I sweetly before telling us she was going to sleep in her room tonight. She knew that Tina and I needed time alone. Despite the orgy of sex indulged in that weekend, none of it was between Tina and me.

I spooned Tina in bed, and we made slow passionate love in that position. Her lovemaking that night was just as enthusiastic as it was when Trish was with us.

"I am crazy in love with you Clark. Do you know that?" she asked.

"I do. And I am undeniably, unashamedly in love with you" I replied before falling asleep with her in my arms.

That weekend changed our family dynamic forever. The unlikely relationship that Trish, Tina, and I shared continued to grow and blossom.

Part of that blossoming was Tina's decision to have a baby with Trish. I was initially stunned when they told me, but my surprise lasted only a brief millisecond. How could I possibly deny them the natural expression of the intimate, loving relationship that they shared? I enthusiastically agreed.

Tina was now able to experience Trish completely, just as I had always enjoyed. Tina was through-the-roof thrilled the first time Trish came inside of her. Having been able to feel the same thing from the beginning, I was excited for both of them.

When Tina didn't conceive, Trish had her semen tested. She was devastated to learn she was sterile, but found some solace when her doctor told her it was probably because of the severe case of mumps she experienced as a child, and not because of the hormones she took. When Tina learned of Trish's impotence she chose to have her tubes tied. If she could not have a baby with Trish, she did not want have one, especially if it could possibly be fathered by her son.

Despite the sorrow we all endured, we learned that love is an inexhaustible and infinite commodity. My growing love for Trish caused my love for Tina to grow exponentially. We were happy beyond description.

The six of us didn't get together for a repeat performance for the rest of the summer or fall. However there were occasions when individual or small group trysts did occur. Tina and I were able to spend a loving evening together with Whitney, and the hot blonde was able to experience the wonder of being thoroughly fucked by a shemale cock. Ellen and her mom indulged in lesbian love more than once, and I know Ellen and Trish made time to be alone as well. Of course, Trish, Tina, and I spent every night together in our bed.

We didn't think our lives could be any happier.

At least until the phone rang late one evening at the end of November. I was the one who answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Dad? It's John."

"John! Is everything OK?"

"Yeah, everything's fine. Listen, I'm glad you answered and I'd love to talk but I only have a minute. I've been given leave for Christmas and I'm coming home for a couple of weeks."

"That's great! Your mom is gonna be thrilled!"

"Dad, please don't tell her. Don't tell anyone. I want it to be a surprise and you're the only one who I know will keep it quiet."

"OK son. I'll keep it under wraps. She's gonna kill me though when she finds out I had a hand in it."

"She'll get over it! Hey, my time is up. I gotta go. I'll stay in touch by e-mail, OK? I love you dad!"

"I love you too John, more than you know."

"Bye dad!"

And the line went dead.

My heart ached. My Marine son, thousands of miles away in a hostile country had called, and I spoke to him for less than a minute. But, he was coming home. I was going to be able to hold my son in my arms again, and we'd have time to talk.

I placed the phone back in the charger and went upstairs to bed.

Trish was still awake, reading a novel. "Who was on the phone baby?" she inquired.

"Wrong number" I answered matter-of-factly before crawling into bed next to my wives.

The next month dragged by. I was incredibly anxious for my son to come home, and for the reaction it would cause in the members of my family.

John was to arrive in St. Louis on December 22nd at around noon. I had arranged to take that afternoon and the next two weeks off so I could spend every possible minute with my child.

D-day arrived. I drove to the airport and parked in the ramp. As I entered the terminal I scanned the arrival monitors and saw that John's flight was on time. I grabbed a ridiculously expensive cup of coffee and made my toward the arrival gate until I had to stop at the security check point.

Rant on. I'm a United States Marine. I love my country and served honorably in it's military for four years. I defended this great land, and would do nothing that would bring her harm. The fact I could not go to the gate to meet my son pissed me off, and still does to this day. Rant off.

As I waited for John, I people watched and sipped my coffee. I was stunned by how unaware of their surroundings a majority of travelers are and by how disgusting the coffee was that I was drinking.

On the other hand I did see some stunningly beautiful women, of which a few smiled and actually checked me out!

While I was having a serious vision collision with a stunning redhead, I heard a commotion on the other side of the security check point. It wasn't a fight or anything, to me it sounded like applause and cheers. For the life of me I could not understand why.




My Journey Ch. 06



I took a few steps to my right to get a better look at was going on.

All of the people in the terminal were stepping aside, clapping and yelling as John walked from the gate to security. Even the morons of the TSA stopped what they were doing and recognized my son as he approached. Old men, presumably veterans themselves, extended their hands to shake John's, or simply patted him on his back. A pretty mom and her little girl waved.

"Well done!"

"Welcome home!"

"Thank you!"

"Merry Christmas, Marine!"

Greetings echoed throughout the terminal as my son got closer. He appeared to be bewildered by the exuberant greeting. I knew John well, and I knew what he was thinking. This is what the Pratt men do. We volunteer to be Marines to defend our country and all who dwell in her, not because we desire attention, but because we love her.

As John got closer, he finally saw me. He exchanged high fives with the passers-by but never took his eyes off mine. He smiled broadly, knowing now he was truly home.

Me? I was a fucking basket case. No matter how hard I tried I could not stop myself from weeping. When he was less than ten feet away I snapped a very smart salute which he promptly returned.

"Welcome home John" I said, embracing my oldest child.

In unison, the crowd let loose with one final cheer and round of applause.

"It's good to be back dad. I missed you so much."

"You've missed more than just me Corporal. Lot has happened since you've been gone. We can't wait to fill you in." I released my son from my death-grip. "Did you check any bags?"

"Yes sir, I did."

John looked at me at saw my smile, knowing what he had just done.

"Oh, sorry sir... uh... dad."

"Nothing to be sorry for son. It shows me you are a well disciplined Marine."

"Thank you sir."

We both laughed out loud at that last one.

As we stood at baggage claim waiting for his bags, strangers of every size, shape, and color thanked John for his service or welcomed him home. A shapely, well dressed woman in her forties slipped a piece of paper in his hand and kissed him on the cheek. As she walked away, she held her hand to her face, simulating a phone, and mouthed "Call me!" Her sensuous perfume lingered behind her.

John glanced at the paper briefly and promptly shoved it in his pocket.

"Have you been getting a lot of that on the trip?"

"No sir. First time actually."

"She was a good looking woman. Are you gonna call her?"

"Hard to say sir. I'm not home all that long and I have a lot of things I would like to do. If I was home for good I'd be calling her already. I love my women a little oldersir" he stated unequivocally.

"So, what all do you want to do while you're home?" I asked.

"Sleep in a soft bed. Eat some good food. Have a couple of beers. Hang out with my family. If I have any time left, I might go see a movie sir."

He certainly had my sense of humor, and that last one had us laughing heartily.

"There's my duffle. Can you grab it dad?"

"Got it. Anything else?"

"Just a box of Christmas presents. Ah, here it comes."

John retrieved the box from the carousel.

"That's it. Ready to roll dad?"

"Let's go. What did you have planned before we surprised everyone tonight?"

"Well, to be honest, I'm so hungry I could eat the asshole out of a menstruating desert bison. Think we could stop for something to eat sir?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"A greasy cheeseburger with onions and fries would rock sir."

We stopped at a joint close to the house that was locally renowned for it's oversized burgers and a generous serving of fries.

John and I sat in a booth and ate our lunch. His burger and fries were gone almost instantly.

"You still hungry?" I asked.

"Yes sir I am."

"Here, you can finish mine" I said as I slid my basket toward him.

"Are you sure sir?"

"Looks like you need it more than I do" I said as I patted my belly.

"You've lost some weight since I left, haven't you sir?"

"I have. One of the many changes you've missed."

John and I sat at the burger joint getting reacquainted, killing time until we headed to the house to surprise everybody.

Trish and Tina were generally home by 5:15, and since it was Wednesday the twins wouldn't have athletic practice so they would already be home.

After about three hours at the diner it was time to head to the house.

"Are you ready for this John? Do you have any idea what's about to happen? There's gonna be mayhem, screaming and tears."

"I would be disappointed if there wasn't sir."

I pulled into the driveway where Trish and Tina were already parked.

Shutting the car off I said "Let's go!"

"OORAH!"

As I walked in the door I shouted "I'm home!" As previously agreed, John waited patiently by the door for his queue.

I heard Ellen and Mark answer from the dining room table.

"Hi daddy!"

"Hi dad!"

"Where's your mom?"

"I'm right here" she said as came into the kitchen from the lavatory, the toilet running behind her. I gave her a hug and a quick kiss.

"Hi" I said.

"Hi" she replied. Ever since our summer orgy, this simple greeting had become our standard, and we both knew it to mean far more than just "Hi".

"Where's Trish?" I inquired.

I heard her clomping down the steps as soon as I finished asking. "Right here! Hey baby!" she said as she gave me a kiss and a squeeze.

"Listen, I know I should have called ahead of time, but I picked up this homeless guy today." (I wasn't lying, technically. John was homeless.) "I bought him lunch at a greasy spoon diner, but he's still really hungry and I thought he could join us for supper, you know, with it being the holidays and all. Would that be OK?" I asked.

"Of course Clark" Tina answered without hesitation. "We have plenty."

"Come on in!" I yelled down the hall.

The instant our son rounded the corner, Tina bolted to him knocking bowls and food off of the counter as she went. She leapt into his arms and squeezed his neck with hers.

"OH MY GOD!! YOU'RE HOME!! YOU'RE ACTUALLY HOME!!" Tina finally screamed, weeping openly and uncontrollably. "OH-HOHOHO MY GOD!! MY SON IS HOME!!"

I looked at Trish. She was standing in the kitchen, both hands over her mouth as she jumped up and down in joy, tears streaming down her flawless face.

Ellen and Mark were on their feet, crying, and making their way toward John. Tina refused to release her hold on her son, so Mark and Ellen hugged him from the side.

Trish waited patiently for John's mom and siblings to finish their emotional reception. After all, she hadn't even met John yet.

"Oh my GOD! I'm so rude! John, John, John come here!" She took John's hand and led him into the kitchen.

Trish was wiping the tears from her eyes as her wife and nephew approached. She eventually looked up and met his gaze. It was less than a second before Tina started to speak, but I could tell Trish and John had already made a connection.

"Trish, this is our oldest son, John. John, this is your Aunt Trish."

Trish flung her arms around John's neck and hugged him close. John in turn enveloped Trish with his powerful arms and held her close. He wept, his tears dripping into her hair.

"I am so happy to finally meet you Trish" John whispered, overcome with emotion.

"Likewise John" she sniffed back her running nose. "I have wanted to meet you for a very long time. Welcome home Marine."

Suddenly the five of us let go with a great shout "WELCOME HOME MARINE! OORAH!"

"OORAH!" John replied.

We cleaned up the mess Tina had created when she rushed her son. Mark and Ellen were still welcoming their brother. Tina rinsed a dish rag in the sink and asked "How long have you been planning this?"

"Just about a month" I answered. "It was John's request that I keep it secret."

"Thank you for the most wonderful Christmas gift you could ever give me Clark. I am shocked."

Tina and I were at the kitchen sink, finishing the task of cleaning up the meal that had found it's way to the floor.

Trish stepped behind us and put an arm around each of our waists. "What a great surprise! We are going to have a wonderful Christmas, aren't we?"

"It's going to be perfect! Our first Christmas with all of us together!" Tina answered, still very emotional.

"I am so excited to get to know John! He is so polite and so handsome. Just like his dad."

I was humbled by Trish's comment.

I heard John say "You're not the scrawny little girl you were when I left, Ellen. You've really grown up!"

"Thanks John. You look fantastic yourself! I love your hair-do!" Ellen said. When John left for boot camp he had a normal civilian head of hair. Now, of course, he sported the typical Marine Corp "high and tight" cut. Ellen was teasing him, but in all honesty, it really was a great look on him.

"And look at you Mr. Football Stud Guy. How did you get so ripped?" John chided his brother.

"Been hittin' the weights. I want to be ready for boot camp" Mark replied.

The three of them sat at the table and got reacquainted while the three of us scrambled to get a meal together since half of the meal had found it's way to the floor.

"I don't want to do this. I want to sit and talk to John" Tina declared.

"Go ahead honey. Trish and I will get dinner ready" I said.

"I'm sure Trish would rather not. Why don't we just order pizza?" Tina suggested. Trish and I both liked that idea. Trish and I quickly put everything away, and I dialed for takeout. We all sat around the table and talked while we waited for our supper.

Once the pizza arrived, the ravenous hoard tore into the food, the six of us demolishing four large pizzas in no time flat.

"The house looks wonderful mom. You do a great job of decorating" John said.

He wasn't blowing smoke. Tina loves Christmas, and always does a spectacular job of making our home a warm and inviting place for the holidays. This year the house was more elegant than ever as there was one more person aiding in the work.

"Thank you John. Trish deserves a lot of the credit this year. I couldn't do it without her."

We spent the next few hours at the table updating John on some of the things that had happened here while he was in Afghanistan, and he did his best to describe for us what it was like to be separated from his family, in combat, in a country thousands of miles away. He told us that he thought of us everyday and it was the one thing that kept him alive.

"I know it's still pretty early, but I've had a pretty rough couple of days. If y'all don't mind I'd like to hit the rack."

"No problem sweetie. We understand." Tina said.

"We've kinda sorta commandeered your room John, so you can sleep in my bed if you want. I'll sleep with Aunt Trish in her room" Ellen offered. Of course, Ellen knew that Trish slept with Tina and me and that Trish's room was almost always unused. But John didn't know that.

"I don't mind at all, as long as it's not a cot!" John said. "Well, see you all sometime tomorrow. Good night."

Tina rose from her chair and hugged John goodnight. "I'm so happy you're home son. Goodnight" she said and gave him motherly pecks on the cheek and lips.

"Goodnight mom."

Trish then hugged him too, offering "Welcome home Marine. I'm so glad to have finally met you. I'm looking forward to getting better acquainted in the next couple of weeks."

"Me too Aunt Trish. Good night."

I hugged him too. "I'm so very proud of you son. Goodnight."

"Thanks dad. Goodnight you two" John said as he released me and, exhausted, turned toward the hall to Ellen's room.

"Goodnight Bro!" Mark called.

"Goodnight John. See you in the morning!" Ellen shouted.

Before sitting down, Tina took my face in her palms and smothered my face with kisses as she thanked me repeatedly. "You know you're going to pay for this, right?" she asked, causing us all to laugh.

Mark and Ellen set about cleaning off the table and taking care of the dirty dishes while Tina, Trish and I all held hands at the table and basked in the warmth we felt at having our whole family together for the first time.

As it approached 10:00, I realized that I too was exhausted. It had been an emotionally draining day.

"I'm going up. Don't stay up too late you two."

"Goodnight dad" "Goodnight daddy" the twins offered.

"We're right behind you baby" Trish said as I dragged myself toward the stairs.

I was already in bed when my two brides arrived. They quickly stripped and lovingly embraced each other in a display of the affection they shared.

"I'm so happy you hit it off with John. He seemed to really take to you" Tina offered.

"He's a wonderful, polite young man. You two should be proud" Trish told us.

"We are" I said.

"I hope this next thing doesn't offend you, but John is fucking gorgeous!" Trish declared.

Of course we didn't take offense, and it allowed us to segue to a topic that needed to be addressed.

"We need to tell John the truth about us, and let him in on the other activities if he wants" I said.

"You're right Clark. Trish, what do you think we should do?" Tina asked.

The two beauties climbed into bed and discussed the option on how we were going to break the truth to John. We recognized John to be a mature young man, and would confront him directly. I left the details to Trish and Tina, and closed my eyes for some much needed sleep.

When I woke in the morning, my nostrils were filled with the scent of brewing coffee. I slipped on a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt and made my way to the kitchen.

Trish and Tina were at the table, sipping on mugs of coffee.

I leaned down to kiss Trish. "Good morning baby" she said.

"Good morning" I replied

"Good morning honey" I said as I leaned in to give Tina a kiss.

"Good morning" She answered.

In my best patented deadpan smartass way I asked "Why aren't you getting ready for work?", only to be met with indignant stares that spoke of the incredulity of the question.

Trish was the first to catch on. Smiling she looked at me and said "It never ceases to amaze me that you can be such a smartass this early in the morning."

"Just one of the many reasons you love me!" I answered.

"When the offices open we're calling in. We're sure they'll let us take some time off to be home with John" Tina said.

"So, did you decide how we're going to give John the truth?" I asked.

"Yep. We decided we'll do it Christmas Eve" Tina answered.

Trish and Tina then went on to fill me in on the details of the plan they had devised. It was simple, well thought out, and I agreed it would be the best way to get everything out in the open.

The next two days passed quickly. John did a lot of what he said he wanted to do. He slept a lot and he ate a lot.

Unfortunately for me, we decided that until John knew all of the details there wouldn't be any playtime for us.

The night of the big reveal, Christmas Eve, finally arrived. Our family enjoyed a wonderful meal together before we all retired to bed.

Trish, Tina and I lay in our king size bed gently kissing and touching each other, raising our level of arousal before exposing the secrets that had been kept from our oldest child.

At 11:30, Trish and Tina got out of bed and dressed in their finest Victoria's Secrets lingerie. Trish donned a dark green push up bra, matching garter belt and stockings. She had the provocatively good taste to not wear panties. Tina wore the same ensemble, only it was bright red. It was Christmas after all. They were stunning. Lingerie had never looked this good.

Both applied subtle makeup, giving them a sophisticated, yet seductive, appearance. They took turns brushing each other's hair. I watched in rapt fascination as they stared lovingly at each other in the mirror as they engaged in their foreplay.

It was almost midnight, and the time had come. The three of us quietly crept down the stairs to the living room. Trish took a seat in a wingback chair to the left of the fireplace, the Christmas tree behind her right shoulder, her right leg femininely crossed over her left. Tina sat in another wingback chair to the right of the fireplace, her left leg femininely crossed over her right. They both rested their forearms on the arms of the chairs.

The scene was exceptional. It was sexy, it was beautiful, it was romantic, and I had never seen anything like it in my life. I grabbed a digital camera and took a couple of quick pictures of my goddesses in all of their sensual splendor.

"Next year's Christmas card" I said. Tina and Trish snickered as I headed down the hall to get John.

"John" I whispered, shaking his shoulder as I tried to rouse John from his slumber. "Wake up, buddy."

With a deep breath John woke up. "Dad? What's going on? What time is it?" he asked.

"It's midnight John. Put on your robe and come in the living room so we can give you your Christmas present."

"OK, I'll be there in a minute" he answered.

I exited Ellen's bedroom and hurried to the dining room where I would wait for my queue.

John came down the hall in his terry cloth robe and turned into the living room.

He took one step into the room before coming to a screeching halt as his eyes fell upon the two scantily clad women sitting in front of the warm fire.

Trish and Tina sat with wide, knowing smiles on their faces as John's eyes roamed over their silky sheathed legs and satin encased bosoms.

"Wow" was the only response he could muster.

"Merry Christmas, John" Trish said.

"Merry Christmas, son" Tina offered.



My Journey Ch. 07



This is the seventh installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 6 first. Thank you to all who read my first six submissions and provided feedback. 

All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years.

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John came down the hall in his terry cloth robe and turned into the living room.

He took one step into the room before coming to a screeching halt as eyes fell upon the two scantily clad women sitting in front of the warm fire.

Trish and Tina sat with wide, knowing smiles on their faces as John's eyes roamed over their silky sheathed legs and satin encased bosoms.

"Wow" was the only response he could muster.

"Merry Christmas, John" Trish said.

"Merry Christmas, son" Tina offered.

"What's this all about?" John asked, obviously confused.

"A lot of things have changed since you left for Afghanistan John, and you deserve to know the truth" Tina began.

"First, Trish is not actually my half sister and she is not really your aunt, not by blood anyway. Trish is a very, very special woman in many ways" Tina spoke as she looked lovingly at her wife.

John remained silent, overwhelmed by the breathtaking beauty seated before him.

After taking a deep breath, Tina continued: "Trish is our wife. Your dad and I married her in a private ceremony this Spring. We didn't think we could explain it over the phone or in an e-mail. It's complicated, and we were convinced that we could only explain things properly if we did it in person."

There was dead silence in the room for a couple of minutes.

"So, you and dad and Trish, you're all married to each other." John stated, reasserting what he had just been told.

"Yes, we are" Trish answered. 

"OK, that's pretty "out there" for you and dad" John said, pausing for a very long moment to get his mind around the bombshell his mom had just dropped. "But I think I can accept it. I guess. You know, as long as you're happy and all. I just never would have expected something like this" John answered.

"We know, and we understand that it's "out there". But John, honey, it works for us. Your dad loves me more now than he ever has. I am more deeply in love with your dad, and we are both crazy in love with Trish. The three of us are closer than we could have ever imagined. Trish filled a hole in your dad and me that we didn't even know existed. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah, it does, kind of." Again he paused thinking there had to be more to this story. "OK, but why are the two of you dressed like this just to tell me the three of you are married?"

Trish and Tina turned their heads toward one another and peered deeply into each other's eyes. This was the more difficult part.

"This summer, there were some other things that changed. Our relationship as husband and wives was flourishing. By bringing Trish into our bed we had "opened our marriage", if you will. Inhibitions began to disappear and things that we once thought to be taboo, weren't... so... taboo anymore" Tina answered cryptically.

There was a long pause as Trish and Tina waited for the words to sink in. John did not respond, or even indicate he understood what his mom had just said.

"John, what your mom is trying to say is that we have become intimately involved with Mark and Ellen" Trish confessed.

"We? Intimately involved? What are you saying?" John asked.

"Mark and Ellen are our lovers" Trish stated concisely. 

"Whose lovers?" he asked.

Tina replied "To one extent or another, all of ours. Mine, Trish's, your dad's."

John was obviously stunned.

Tina added "We love you John, and we believe it's only fair for us to offer you the same opportunity that Mark and Ellen have had. So, your Christmas present... is us. But only if you want it. We won't force you to do anything you don't want to do, and we will love you no matter what you decide."

Again, John stood mute as he considered this revelation.

"Oh, I almost forgot the best part! There's just one more little thing. Well, a big thing actually. I told you Trish was special in many ways, right? Well, this is one of the most special things about her" Tina said.

Without a word, Trish uncrossed and spread her legs, allowing her erect cock to escape from between her legs, making an audible slap as it made contact with her belly.

John's eyes bugged out as he stared at Trish's scrumptious cock. "You... you... have a cock? You're a... a... shemale?"

"I am. Does that bother you?" Trish asked seductively, her manicured nails began raking the underside of her erection.

John's mind began processing the latest revelation, just as Mark and Ellen had this summer when they came to learn about Trish's "specialness". "I don't know. I've never really thought about it I guess. It's just, well... Aunt Trish... you're sooo feminine... I never..." John sputtered.

"Thank you John! That's very sweet of you!" Trish replied.

"But, what about dad?" (That was my queue. I stood and walked toward the living room.) "Is he OK with this? What would he say if I..."

I cut him off. "I'd say "I'm going to make love to whomever you chose not to.""

Standing next to my son I was overcome by the scene in front of us. Tina was sitting demurely, her exquisite legs still crossed. Trish was a little more wanton, her legs slightly apart, the nails of her right hand dragging up and down the length of her cock and the index finger of her left hand was between her slightly open lips, her tongue seductively caressing the tip. A drop of pre-cum appeared on the head of her hard cock.

"Do you like your presents?" his mom asked.

"I do." John managed to drag his eyes away from Trish and looked at his mom. "You're more beautiful in person than you are in my fantasies, mom" he whispered.

An appreciative smile graced Tina's face as John's word impacted her.

John finally moved from where he had been standing, and to my surprise, he approached Trish. John placed his left hand on the side of Trish's right breast as he leaned down to kiss her on the lips. John's kiss was tender and tentative at first, but when Trish slipped her tongue into his mouth he became a little more aggressive. John removed his hand from Trish's firm globe and lowered it to her very hard cock, causing her to mew in pleasure when he made contact. He wrapped his fingers around Trish's cock and began to stroke it very, very slowly. John broke form the sensual kiss and gazed into Trish's eyes, continuing to play with her pole. "If it's OK with you Aunt Trish, I think I'd like to get a rain check on this..."

Trish put her left hand on the back of John's neck and pulled him to her mouth. She ravenously kissed him, probing his mouth with her tongue, obviously delighted that John was, at the very least, intrigued about being with her.

"Whenever you're ready for me Marine" Trish said, her voice conveying her desire for our son.

John began to move in front of his mom. Tina moved only her head as she watched John approach. From her seated position she tilted her head back to be able to see her son's ruggedly handsome, weathered face.

"You are so sexy" he started as his eyes roamed up and down his mom's body. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on."

"Thank you John." Tina paused, appraised the situation and said "Do mommy a favor and take off your robe. I want to see you."

John complied with his mom's request, loosening the tie of his robe and removing it completely, allowing it to drop to the floor behind him. John stood in front of his mom, his boxers, tented out, displaying his obvious arousal and desire.

Both women exhaled a whispered "Ooooooh!" as the young man's physique came into view. His time in a war zone had trimmed and hardened his body and he looked like a great work of art standing in front of his mom.

I watched from where I was standing, and Trish looked on from her chair, her fingers and nails slowly gliding up and down the length of her cock. 

In the voice of a mother trying to soothe a young child, Tina said "Did mommy do that to you? Did mommy give her little boy a great big boner? Oh, poor baby! Mommy's so sorry. What can I do to help mommy's little boy?" 

Tina extended her right hand and fished John's cock out of his boxers. "Mommy will kiss it and make it all better" she said as she extended her tongue and licked the swollen spongy head.

I heard Trish moan, and looked to see she was gripping her own cock in her fist and was beginning to stroke it in earnest. 

Moving to Trish and kneeling in front of her I said "Please, let me." I grasped her shaft with my right hand and allowed my tongue to gingerly dance across her flared cockhead. 

"Ooooh! Fuck!" she hissed.

Tina held the shaft of John's penis in her hand, the head being bathed inside of her wet, talented mouth.

"Oh my God mom! I can't believe you're really doing this! You're actually blowing me! FUCK! I've dreamed about this for years!" John confessed.

This revelation that John had lusted after his mom was not lost on any of us. We were watching as our son was having one of his lifelong fantasies fulfilled.

"Do you like mommy sucking your cock honey?" Tina asked.

"Oh mom, you feel so good. So good!"

"I'm glad you like it. Mommy likes it too!" Tina returned to slobbering on her son's engorged prick. 

Even with the head of Trish's cock in my mouth I was able to watch Tina as she devoured her son. I could see John's legs starting to tremble. Tina sensed it too, so she removed her mouth and asked "Are you getting close? Are you ready to cum?" while still stroking John's meaty shaft.

"I'm so close mom!"

"Good. I want you to cum in my mouth honey. Will you do that for mommy? Mommy wants to feel your hot cum run down her throat" and she returned to fellating her oldest child.

"I will mom. I'm so close. Oooh, you feel so good mom. Don't stop, don't stop!" He was whispering now.

Tina sucked even harder as John approached his first incestuous cum.

"I'm cumming mom! I'm cummmmiiiiing!" and then his cock jerked and erupted in his mom's sucking mouth. Tina was rewarded with a massive load of white hot cum, her throat working hard to swallow the thick, slippery juice. Tina rotated her fist on the shaft as she continued to slurp on the sensitive head.

"Mmm. Mmm. Mmm" She grunted as she worked her son's cock.

"That was incredible mom!" John finally released. "Better than I ever hoped!"

John lowered his face to his mom's and kissed her lightly on the lips. "Thank you" he breathed. Tina responded by throwing her arms around his neck and plunging her tongue into his mouth. John was quick to access the situation and realized that his mom was now incredibly turned on, and was no where near finished with him.

John collected his mom in his arms, and while they still kissed, he carried her out of the room.

"Take her to our room!" I called out.

Turning to Trish I asked "Are you disappointed sweetheart?"

"Not at all! He kissed me, touched my boob and cock, and didn't say "no". I think he has a lot to process yet. Let's just let Tina fulfill a lifetime of fantasies tonight and see where things go." 

"That makes me feel better."

"What about you? Are you upset to learn that your son has lusted after his mom for nearly a decade?"

"A couple of years ago I would have been, but not anymore. I've watched Tina with other partners before and it's been beautiful every single time. I kind of wish I could watch, though." I paused while I surveyed the form of the alluring vixen in the chair. "Come with me." I lay on my back in front of the fire, and invited Trish to join me in a sixty-nine right there in the living room.

Trish smiled like a little girl on Christmas morning. We had not sixty-nined in a long time and I could tell she was looking forward to it.

She unclasped her bra and removed it before straddling my head. Trish knew I loved to feel her tits and nipple drag across my skin as she sucked me. She also knew I loved seeing her cock while she wore a garter and stocking. Somehow those garments accentuated the contradiction between her lovely, womanly figure and the hard, jutting maleness between her legs.

Trish took my neglected cock in her mouth, and proceeded to give me an agonizingly slow, teasing blow job. I figured two could play at that game, so I duplicated her actions as close as possible.

"Don't you fucking tease me! I need to cum baby!" She commanded as she returned to sucking on me.

"I'll stop teasing as soon as you stop" I countered.

Trish removed her mouth from me again, only briefly, and resumed sucking my cock, this time with enthusiasm. She also jammed two fingers in my ass.

"Better?" she asked.

I could only groan, wet two fingers, and slide them into her while I worked on deep throating her.

"Ooooh, you are such a naughty cock sucking slut!" She raised herself up on her arms so she could thrust her cock into my mouth. "Are you trying to throat me?" she asked.

I mumbled in the affirmative around her phallus.

"That is so fucking hot! I want you to. Let me help."

Trish withdrew just a little, coaching me she said "Relax baby. Relax your throat. I'm gonna start to push a little. When you feel me at the back of your mouth, swallow"

I did as instructed, but gagged before I got her cock down my throat. 

Trish pulled her cock out, disappointed.

"Let's try again honey. Don't give up on me." I implored.

I took Trish's erection in my mouth again. I relaxed, breathing through my nose and waited for Trish to push. I swallowed at the appointed time and again gagged on her cock. She pulled out again.

"Third time's a charm right? One more time honey" I pleaded.

Again we repeated the same steps except I arched my neck a little creating a straighter shot for Trish's probe. This time when I swallowed, her cock slipped easily into my throat.

"Baby! You did it! Oh my God! This feels fucking unreal!"

I held her cock in my throat and swallowed over and over. The contraction and motion of my throat massaged her glans. The sensations were apparently too much for her and she literally came straight down my throat.

"Holy shit Clark! Fuck! That's amazing! Fucking amazing!"

I continued to swallow until she could take no more and pulled out of my mouth. She turned around and kissed me.

"Merry Christmas Trish" I said, stroking her hair.

"That! That was a great present! Thank you Clark. Merry Christmas" she replied, wrapping her arms around my neck and allowing her tongue to run wild in my mouth. "You haven't cum yet, have you, baby? Tell you what, get my pussy wet and I'll finish you. Deal?"

"Deal!" I helped Tina to her back and climbed between her legs, rubbing my hard cock against her belly as I kissed her. I lifted her legs until her feet were next to her head and I proceeded to make love to the prettiest little pucker in the world.

"You're too good to me Clark. I love the way you do that" she panted as I licked and probed her crinkly pussy.

I licked her, I sucked her. I probed her. I lived to eat Trish's ass.

"Stop baby. I need to feel you inside of me!" Trish pleaded.

I released her legs and she lowered them to either side of my waist, her silky hose rubbing on my thighs adding to my aroused state. The soft lighting of the tree and the fire caused her body to glow. 

Trish grabbed one of those silly Santa hats that was laying on the floor and put it on my head. She giggled. Slowly, her radiant smile transformed into a saucy little pout, and in her best little girl voice she asked "Santa, will you put some candy in my stocking?"

Taking position on my hands and knees between her spread legs I tilted my hips and pressed forward until the tip of my spear made contact with her tight, wet asshole. As I increased my pressure, her eyes closed and the corners of her mouth turned up into the slightest smile. Her lips parted as her body willingly yielded to my insistent intrusion. An audible, raspy breath that bore testimony to her pleasure escaped her throat "Aaaaaaaaaa".

When Trish felt my balls press against her ass she opened her eyes, and fixed them on mine. She wrapped her sexy legs around my waist, and raised both of her hands to my face; gently placing them on my cheeks. The entire time I made love to her, our eyes never broke contact, and she never stopped the tender stroking of my face.

The house was totally silent except for our heavy breathing. Neither of us spoke. We were alone in our own world, giving ourselves to each other as only two people truly in love could do. I stroked myself in and out of Trish's sex, thoroughly enjoying her beauty and the pleasure her body was giving me. But beyond that, I was overwhelmed by the emotion we were sharing and her love for me emanating from her eyes. 

So lost was I in Trish's eyes I didn't immediately realize I was ready to cum. Trish did. She was very much in tune with my body, and could feel the subtle changes in my genitals that told her I was there. Still gazing into my eyes and caressing my face, she simply nodded, encouraging me to let go inside of her. Several thrusts later I was spilling my cum inside of my lover's bowels. When Trish felt the first rope splatter against the wall of her rectum, she closed her eyes and produced a smile of satisfaction that she had once again successfully pleasured me.

When my cock stopped pulsing and I stopped thrusting, she opened her eyes and again peered into mine, the smile still on her face. She flexed her sphincter on my cock in an attempt to squeeze any remaining cum out of me.

"Aaaaaaaa" she sighed in happiness.

The heat of the fire and our exertion had left the smooth skin of her chest and breasts covered with a thin veneer of sweat. I thought it to be impossible, but she was even sexier covered in perspiration.

I lowered myself to her, and, resting on my forearms, kissed her forehead, cheeks, neck, and chin with the lightest, softest kisses I possibly could. Once again looking into her eyes, I touched the tips of our noses together and lovingly kissed her on the lips. I pulled away so I could again explore her greenish-blue pools. Trish could feel me softening in her cum drenched bottom and again gave me a subtle nod. 

I reluctantly pulled out of Trish, took off the Santa hat, and grabbed a comforter and two throw pillows from the sofa. Trish rolled to her side and I spooned her, placing pillows under our heads and covering us both with the comforter.

Trish whispered "I love you Clark. Merry Christmas."

"I love you too Trish. Merry Christmas."

I awoke, but didn't open my eyes. I became aware of the familiar sensation of Trish's body pressed against mine. Her left leg was draped over my hip, her arm around my neck, cheek resting on my bicep, and her face burrowed into my shoulder, breath warm on my neck. It was as if she was seeking, and had found, protection and security in my arms. I held her, motionless. 

As I considered the intimacy of that moment, and the very emotional events of the last couple of days, great tears of joy formed in my eyes. Oh, how I wanted to wipe them away, but I could not bear to stir my sleeping lover. Instead I remained still, and allowed my tears to course down my cheeks and to drip silently into Trish's hair. 

Inhaling deeply, her scent filled my nostrils; a heady blend of her perfume, her skin, and our sex. 

I remained still, and allowed myself to be emotional. My tears continued to flow from my eyes and I hoped that this moment would never end. This wonderful, captivating being in my arms had transformed my life, my soul, and I wanted nothing more than to hold her like this for the rest of my life.

It was one of the most intimate moments I had ever known.




My Journey Ch. 07



A very light sound reached my ears. A muffled sniff. I opened my eyes, searching for the source. It had come from Tina. She was sitting on the couch, her arms lovingly draped around John's neck and the side of her face pressed to his shoulder. She was wrapped in a luxurious robe, her still stockinged legs tucked under her delectable butt. Her face glowed, and her mouth displayed a smile of uncompromised joy. Like me, tears stained her cheeks as she looked upon Trish and me with unadulterated adoration. I could see in her eyes the inexpressible love she had developed for me and Trish.

Tina silently mouthed "I love you", causing my eyes to shed even more and greater tears. It was all the response she needed.

"Mmmmm. Merry Christmas, baby" Trish whispered as she stirred in my arms, somehow managing to press herself even closer to me. 

"Good morning, my love. Merry Christmas" I whispered in response. I didn't move.

After several more moments of cuddling, Trish lifted her face from the comfort and security of my chest. She kissed me sweetly on the lips before opening her eyes. When she saw the wet trails that originated from my eyes, a concerned look appeared on her face. "Baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Nothing's wrong, honey" I answered.

"But you're crying" she stated, not yet aware of our audience. 

"Yeah, I guess I am." I took the opportunity to wipe my eyes with the back of my hand. "I guess I just had a moment of clarity. That's all." I was trying to deflect her concern, but she knew me too well.

"It's Christmas baby, you shouldn't be crying" she soothed.

"I know. Holding you in my arms just now, I guess I finally realized just how much I love you. How I am utterly, completely, ridiculously in love with you. That's all. Like I said, nothing really."

"Oh Clark, baby, I know. I feel the same way" she said, and then pressed her lips to mine. "And I feel the same way about Tina" she confessed as she, too, began to weep.

Her last words caused Tina to whimper, surprising Trish and causing her head to quickly turn in Tina's direction. 

Tina's left hand covered her mouth. Because Trish had spoken of her deep love for our wife in presumed privacy, the honesty of Trish's words overwhelmed Tina, and she sobbed openly.

Trish and I then heard more crying from the chair closest to the Christmas tree, the one Trish sat in last night when she and Tina offered themselves to John. Ellen was dressed in a silky robe, sitting in Mark's lap, her arms around his neck and her naked legs draped over the arm, crying uncontrollably.

Only Mark and John seemed to be able to hold their emotions in check. They may not have been crying, but I could see that they were deeply moved by the honesty, love, and openness that their mom, Trish, and I shared.

Tina was able to gather herself and moved across the room to where Trish and I still embraced. She knelt on the floor next to her wife. Trish twisted toward Tina and the two embraced tightly, quietly whispering their love, devotion, and Christmas wishes to each other.

With a look of longing at Trish, Tina turned her attention to me. Taking my face in her trembling hands, Tina's gaze pierced my soul as she said "Thank you for giving me the greatest Christmas."

My smile and tears spoke all she needed to hear from me.

"Mom? Dad? Aunt Trish? Would it be OK if I gave John his Christmas present now?" Ellen asked.

Tina looked at Trish and me and said "Well, it is Christmas. I don't see why not. What do you two think?"

Trish and I looked at each other before saying in unison "Go ahead!"

"Goody goody goody!" Ellen chirped as she leapt off of Mark's lap and pranced across the room until she stood in front of her big brother. "Merry Christmas John" she said in a sing-song voice.

John, in a terry cloth robe, sat on the couch and just looked at Ellen, obviously confused.

"Aren't you going to open your present?" she asked.

"I would love to Ellen, but... um... where's the present?"

"It's me! I'm your present!" Ellen exclaimed and waited for her confused brother to respond. "Aren't you going to unwrap your present?"

Shock. That's what was registered on John's rugged face. "Are you serious?" he asked.

"Mmm hmm!" Ellen hummed.

With shaking hands, John reached for the sash on Ellen's robe. He tugged on one end, slowly undoing the bow that concealed his sister's considerable charms. When the knot was loosed, the robe began to fall open, the edges catching on Ellen's erect nipples.

John's eyes roamed up and down his sister's partially exposed body, from her hairless sex to her sparkling brown eyes. "Oh my God. Ellen. You're stunning" John managed to croak, his mouth suddenly very dry.

With a shrug of her shoulders, Ellen's robe fell to the floor and pooled around her feet and ankles, completely exposing her body to her brother's eyes. "Welcome home Marine, and Merry Christmas" she said in a loving, caring way.

"Ellen, you don't have..." John started to protest, but Ellen's index finger on his lips and her insistent "Ssshhh" quieted him.

"I want this. Please, John, let me give myself to you" were Ellen's words.

Tears welled in John's eyes, signaling his silent surrender to his sister's wish.

Ellen climbed on the couch, her naked form straddling her brother's lap. She grasped one end of the sash that held John's robe closed and gave it a quick yank. Forcing her arms into the now unrestrained robe, Ellen sought out her big brother's manhood, releasing a pleasant "Oh my!" when she found it. She then pressed her lips to her brother's, and they were off to the races.

Now that the Christmas festivities had started, Trish kissed me, and then Tina, before excusing herself and sauntering over to Mark. Without asking, she wrapped her arms around Mark's neck and sat in his lap, the same as Ellen had earlier.

Except that, other than her garter and stockings, Trish was naked.

And she had a cock.

It was obvious from our place on the floor that Mark was uncomfortable having Trish in his lap. The two had had no contact, to our knowledge, in all of the times we had played. Trish sensed his discomfort too, and raised her right hand placing it on his left cheek. "Merry Christmas, Mark" she whispered. 

Mark's hands gripped the arms of the chair, and without even looking at Trish he mumbled "Merry Christmas Aunt Trish."

Turning his face with her hand, Trish begged "Mark, honey, look at me."

Mark slowly raised his eyes until he met Trish's gaze. The two looked at each for the longest time. Trish continued to caress his cheek with her palm. 

"Honey, I have come to love you very much. You are my son. I would never, ever ask, or even think to ask you to do something that you did not want to do or made you uncomfortable. Am I making sense Mark?" 

"You are, Aunt Trish. I'm sorry"

"Nothing to be sorry for honey, OK?"

"OK" Mark answered.

With that, Trish hugged him tightly smashing her bare tits into his chest before pressing her lips to Mark's and again wishing him a Merry Christmas.

Trish left her arms around Mark, and smiled at him. She leaned into him and kissed him again, allowing her lips to linger on his before pulling away with a contented sigh, this time leaving her face much closer to his. The two sat still, quietly looking at each other before Mark closed his eyes and kissed Trish's plump lips. Mark's guard was beginning to break and Trish took advantage of his sudden vulnerability, sliding her tongue slowly between the young man's lips. Mark responded in kind, tentatively pressing his tongue into Trish's eager mouth. 

This sudden turn caused Tina to moan.

I had been spooning Tina since Trish had gotten up and I was now hard between her butt cheeks. Tina began to rub her ass against my erection and I cupped and caressed her ample breasts.

On the couch, Ellen had her brother's cock buried in her tight young vagina and she was rolling her hips against him as she whispered in his ear. "I've wanted this for so long John. You feel so good inside of me."

"You are so wet Ellen, and so gorgeous" he declared, his hands palming her shapely ass cheeks.

"I want to feel your finger in me John. Put your finger in my ass." Ellen requested.

John reached around Ellen's pert ass and coated his finger in her pussy cream. He then stroked his slippery finger over pucker before gently slipping it in.

"Mmmmmm yes! God that's so good!" 

I looked back toward Mark and Trish on the chair. They were still engaged in a sensuous kiss. Mark had extricated his left arm from under Trish's legs and was now languidly stroking her stocking covered right thigh. Each time he brought his hand up her leg he came closer and closer to touching Trish's naked hip and butt cheek, but the lacy band at the top of her stocking seemed to be a barrier his hand could not, would not, cross.

"You like the feel of my silky stockings, don't you Mark?"

"It's so smooth" he replied, gasping.

"It is. I love to feel the silk on my skin too honey. It's like my legs get hugged all day long, and they make me feel sooo sexy and hot!

"Oh Mark, honey, you have wonderful hands! Is this how you touch Whitney honey? Does she like it when you touch her like this?"

"Yes, she does. It really turns her on Aunt Trish"

"Do you like to touch her through sexy stockings? I bet you do."

"Whitney doesn't usually wear stockings" Mark answered. 

"We're gonna have to fix that Mark honey. I can tell that the feel is turning you on. Do you know what feels better than silky stockings Mark?

"What?" He asked naively.

"My soft, creamy skin honey. I want you to touch me, I want to feel your warm hands on my skin. I want you to touch my skin just like you touch Whitney's. Show me honey. Touch me like how you would touch Whitney" she pleaded before returning her mouth to his.

I watched in fascination as just Mark's fingertips transgressed the imaginary border that had prevented him from actually touching Trish's flesh.

"That's it Mark honey. Touch my skin." Again she resumed kissing my handsome son.

Piece by piece, bit by bit, she was breaking down his defenses with her lustful encouragement. His entire hand was now caressing her naked hip.

"Yessss! Honey, just like that. You're making me feel so good, so sexy!"

Mark was becoming more comfortable touching the exotic creature sitting in his lap as his hand no longer strayed from her naked hip.

Trish wriggled her sexy ass against Mark's crotch. "Mmmm, honey. Do you like touching me Mark? Is the feel of Aunt Trish's naked skin turning you on?"

"Yes" was his nearly silent reply.

"Do you want to touch more of me honey? Do you want to touch my butt?" she asked. 

"Yes" he answered again, still barely audible.

"Then touch me honey." Trish resumed kissing my son.

Mark's hand slid up a little further, and followed her womanly curve to her cheek, his pinky finger gliding in the crease at the bottom of her cheek, just like mine would. 

Mark was completely under her spell. There was no way he could resist her anymore. I was amazed at how easy it was for her to completely ensnare this young man in only a matter of minutes.

"That's it honey, rub it, squeeze it. I love the way you play with my ass honey. Look at what you're doing to your Aunt Trish" she said as she directed Mark's eyes to her crotch. Her girl-cock was hard and oozing.

Ellen's shouts drew my attention to her. "I'm gonna cum John. Fuck me. Pump my ass. Cum with me John. Show me how much you love your little sister!"

John was busy feasting on her breasts as Ellen rolled and thrust her groin on her brother's cock.

"I'm cumming John! Oh fuck... John... I'm... cumming... fuck... me... Joh..."

Ellen's convulsing pussy pushed John over the edge and with a grunt, his cock erupted in his sister's rippling pussy.

"I'm cumming Ellen! Oh Ellen, oh my God!" he panted as his seed filled his sister's womb. "Oh Ellen, oh Ellen, oh Ellen" he repeated, completely spent and unable to find any other words.

The two young lovers kissed and embraced in their afterglow.

I looked back to Trish and Mark. They were still kissing passionately, until Trish purred "That's so good, Mark. Mmmmm yes! I love it."

Mark was very turned on now, and his hand roamed from Trish's ass, up her back and across her shoulders, pulling her close as he kissed her mouth.

"I can tell you're enjoying touching me, Mark. Your hand feels so good, so strong, honey. I want you to touch me all over. Do you want to touch more of me Mark?"

"Yes Aunt Trish" he confessed.

"Then go ahead. Touch me. Wherever you want honey!" Trish said seductively as she tilted her hips to make her cock stand up even more prominently, in a coercive attempt to get Mark to touch her there.

Instead, Mark's left hand slowly, slowly dragged from Trish's shoulders, around her right side, and cupped her beautiful breast. 

"Oh, yes, honey. Doesn't that feel good? Do you like Aunt Trish's tits honey?"

"They're beautiful" he answered, still in a whisper.

"Your hand feels so good Mark. You really know how to make a woman feel good" she said before kissing him some more.

Mark then rubbed his thumb over Trish's hard nipple, causing her to gasp. To encourage him even more she rhythmically ground her ass against his cock. "Will you suck on my tit honey? I need to feel your mouth on me" she begged in desperation. Mark lowered his head to Trish's left breast and flicked at the tip with his tongue while still manipulating the left with his fingers.

"That's it honey, make love to my breasts. Suck my tit honey! Yeeessss!" she growled. "Whitney is so lucky to have your talented mouth to make love to her body"

While Mark was busy sucking and fondling Trish's tit flesh, her right hand reached for her drooling clit and began to slowly graze it's length with her fingertips just inches from Mark's face. Was she trying to get him to take her in his mouth?

As I watched my wife seduce my son, I discerned that she was an expert at reading people's body language. While she stroked her cock, enticing Mark to go down on her, she observed that he never glanced toward her stroking hand, telling her he wasn't going to fellate her, at least not at that moment. She promptly took things in another direction.

"Mark, honey, have you ever put your cock in Whitney's ass?" she said in a way that dripped of need.

"No" he answered before returning his attention to her breast.

"Has your cock ever been in a woman's ass?"

"No Aunt Trish" he answered, again returning to Trish's tit.

"Have you ever thought about it? Making love to a woman's ass?" she asked.

"Yes" he answered in his typical style, again returning his attention to Trish's bosom.

"I love having a big, hard cock inside of me Mark" she confessed. Reaching her left hand between their bodies she grabbed hold of Mark's throbbing erection. "Oh, honey! You're so big and hard! Did Aunt Trish make you like this?" Trish played the innocent, accidental arouser as she stroked and squeezed Mark's erection. "Your cock feels so good in my hand Mark, and your mouth! My God honey, you're making me feel so good!"

Trish, I realized, was an expert seductress. She was stroking Mark's ego with praise and encouragement, by using his proper name and a loving pet name, manipulating his subconscious, persuading him to do things he didn't want to do, and making him think it was his idea. 

Trish was furiously stroking Mark's cock now. "I want you to cum honey. I want you to let me make you cum. Do you want me to make you cum Mark? Will you cum for your Aunt Trish?"

"Yes" he replied, on the verge of desperation.

"Inside of me?" 

"Yes"

"That makes me so hot honey. I want to cum too honey. Do you want to make me cum Mark?" 

"God yes Aunt Trish. I want to make you cum!"

"I want you to make me cum too!" she breathed, encircling his mouth with hers and sucking on his tongue. "You'll need to make love to me to get me off, honey" she said, still stroking his erection. "I want you to make me cum with your cock inside of me Mark. Will you do that? Will you use your big hard cock to make me cum?"

"God yes!" he replied.

"Then say it honey, tell Aunt Trish what you want Mark!"

"I want to make you cum Aunt Trish" he admitted.

"And...?"

"I want to cum inside of you." 

"Oh! Honey! I want you to cum inside of me so much Mark! Do you want to make love to your Aunt Trish now?"

"Yes!" he excitedly confessed.

"Tell me what you want to do honey!"

"I want to make love to you Aunt Trish. I want to cum inside of you, and I want to make you cum!"

With Mark's confession still hanging in the air, Trish slid off of his lap and opened Mark's robe exposing his impossibly hard cock.

Trish placed her hands on either side of Mark's head, gripping the back of the chair. Lifting her left leg first she draped it over the arm of the chair. She then lifted her right leg, and placed it over the other arm. Her glorious ass hovered directly over Mark's throbbing cock. Her breasts were right in Mark's face, and he immediately went to work on them with his hands and mouth.

Trish looked over her right shoulder at Tina and me, briefly watching us as I slid my cock up and down the crack of Tina's ass and diddled her clit. She flashed us a victorious grin. She then turned, looking over her left shoulder toward John and Ellen. Ellen was still riding John's cock, now facing the action on the other side of the room. Trish was making sure she had a captive audience.

"Are you ready to make love to your Aunt Trish, honey? Are you ready to make me cum while you make love to me?"

"Please, Aunt Trish, stop teasing me. I want to be inside of you. I want to make love to you. Let me please you Aunt Trish!" 

With one hand, Trish reached behind her, placing the head of Mark's cock against her asshole and began to slowly lower her body onto the rigid meat.

And then she stopped.

"Are you sure you want to do this Mark? Remember, I promised I'd never ask you to do something you didn't want to do"

"I want to do this Aunt Trish. I want to make love to you. I want to please you, and make you cum!" Mark was almost sobbing now.

Trish lowered herself the rest of the way until Mark's scrotum was firmly pressed against her.

"Oh my God! Mark, you're sooo hard! You feel soooo good! Make love to me honey! Make love to my ass!"

Trish raised up a little giving Mark room to thrust up into her clutching tunnel. Mark grasped Trish's hips and began to arch up, hammering his cock in and out of Trish's shemale pussy.

"You're so tight Aunt Trish! You're squeezing me so hard! I don't think I'll last very long" Mark declared.

"You can't cum yet honey! You promised you'd make me cum!"

"You just feel so good! I can't help it!"

"Then you better help me! Grab my cock and stroke it honey! Love me from both ends! I want you to make me cum Mark. I need you to make me cum! Make me cum honey!"

Without hesitation, Mark wrapped his hand around Trish's drooling stick and began to pump.

"Oh YES! Just like that honey! Don't stop Mark, don't stop stroking me. Make me cum!"

Mark continued to thrust in and out of Trish's glorious ass while furiously fisting her rock hard clit.

The four of us were in awe at how easy it was for Trish to wrap Mark around her little finger and at how totally hot these two were as they shared their bodies in this wickedly sexy position.

"Are you getting close honey? Are about ready to shoot your cum in my ass?" Trish panted as she rose and fell on Mark's piercing cock.

"I'm almost there Aunt Trish. You feel so good on my cock."

"I'm close too. So close honey. You're fucking me so good!"

Mark started to skip breaths as he furiously pumped Trish's ass and cock.




My Journey Ch. 07



"I'm gonna cum Aunt Trish"

"So am I! Keep fucking me honey! Keep fucking me!" she squealed.

With one final surge, Mark buried himself balls deep in Trish's ass and came, his mouth wide open, gasping as he continued to pummel Trish's stick.

"YEAHYEAHYEAHYEAH! OOOOOOOH! YES! I'M CUMMMMIIIIIIING!" Trish cried as her pearly syrup shot out of her cock, the first rope landing in Mark's open mouth. Ribbon after gooey ribbon of her hot cum spurted from her cock and landed on Mark's body from his chin to his belly button. 

Before Mark could decide what to do with the cum in his mouth, Trish clamped her mouth over his and swirled the cum around with her tongue. She was relentless, and would not stop until Mark swallowed his own cum. He did.

This caused Tina to cum in my arms. I could hear John bellow as he blew a second load in Ellen's slick pussy. Moments later, as Ellen rubbed her clit, she came for the umpteenth time on Johns cock, causing me to empty my nuts between Tina's back and my belly.

Trish continued to pump up and down on Mark's cock, relaxing her sphincter on the down stroke and squeezing it around the pulsing shaft on the way back. Her mouth was still on Mark's, their tongues playfully rolling against each other.

"That was so hot honey. You made me cum so good!"

"That was incredible Aunt Trish. You're incredible." Mark offered.

"Merry Christmas, Mark" Trish offered and gave him on last lingering kiss before climbing off of his cock and the chair.

Once on the floor Trish crawled over to me and Tina. Trish had a look on her face like she owned the world. Her face was basically on the floor, and her ass was high in the air, pointed directly at Ellen. Trish extended her tongue and licked Tina's lips. "Wow!" she whispered. She then reached behind her and dipped two fingers in her ass. Pulling the cum coated digits out of her pussy, she turned her head so Ellen could watch as she made a big deal of slurping Mark's cum off of her fingers. "Care to help me clean up Ellen?"

In a flash Ellen was off of John's cock and kneeling behind Trish, her delicate pink tongue disappeared into the gaping, cum filled hole, licking and sucking Mark's cum from my wife. Trish's face was still right next to Tina's, and Trish began whispering dirty talk: "She is turning into a little cum slut. AH! Her tongue is so tal... Oh God! Yes! talented. Has she had her tongue in your pussy yet Tina? Has our lovely... Fuck Me!... Has our lovely daughter eaten your pussy yet?" Tina grasped Trish's head and attacked her mouth, trying to swallow her tongue. 

"You are so fucking nasty Trish! I love that about you! But I need to go help Mark clean up."

Tina crawled between Mark's legs and began licking Trish's cum off of Mark's body. When his chest and belly were clean and Trish's cum was swallowed, Tina went to work spit shining Mark's cock.

Trish rolled on her back, telling Ellen "I wanna see your eyes as you clean out my pussy, sweetheart. Oh God you are good at that girl!" Ellen's hand reached up and played with Trish's flaccid cock while delivering the final licks to Trish's bud. 

Ellen climbed on top of Trish and said "Thanks for the Christmas cream pie Aunt Trish. I love you! Merry Christmas" before kissing her and then crawling back to John and sucking his well fucked cock clean. 

Trish crawled toward me and threw her arms around my neck. I lifted the comforter allowing her to cuddle up to me and covered us back up. "Remind me to never engage you in psychological warfare."

"That was so much fun, and he did a great job of fucking me. He has a great cock. But it's not as good as yours baby" she said.

"Oh? And what makes mine better?" I asked seriously.

Trish reached down and cupped my cock and balls before saying "Because yours is attached to the man I love!" She gave me a peck on the lips before assuming the same position she was in when I woke up. I was really starting to like holding her like this.

Once again paired off, we held, touched, and kissed our partners. We also joked and laughed with each other, bonding as a family.

Someone had the bright idea that we should have some brunch. I did not like the idea at all as it meant releasing Trish and getting out from under the blanket. As much as I disliked the idea, the chorus of rumbling tummies convinced me we needed to eat, so I got up and started some coffee before heading up the stairs for a quick shower. "Anyone care to join me? I asked. Tina was first to her feet and followed me up the stairs.

Once in the shower Tina and I just held and pet each other under the hot running water.

"Did you enjoy yourself last night?" I asked.

"I did. John is a very attentive lover. And it was so hot to learn that he had wanted me for so many years" Tina answered. "How about you?" Tina inquired.

"You know I always enjoy my time with Trish" I answered.

"It was very touching watching the two of you together this morning. When you looked at me, I could see in your eyes just how much you love me. You didn't need to say a word." Tina said.

There was a long pause as we held each other under the torrent of water.

"I meant what I said earlier Clark. Thank you for the greatest Christmas."

"I should be thanking you, sweetheart."

"Why?" she asked.

"Because I don't deserve you, but yet, here you are."

Tina and I finished showering, dressed in our robes between touches and kisses, and hand in hand walked downstairs.

Ellen, Mark, John, and Trish were seated at the dining room table sipping coffee. I was somewhat surprised to see that no one was naked. Mark and Ellen had showered, and were dressed in sweats. Trish and John sat next to each other still in their robes. Each had a hand under the table. I was pretty sure I knew what was happening under there.

I asked what everybody was hungry for.

Everyone answered with their own choice. "Waffles!" "Pancakes!" "Bacon and eggs!" 

"French toast it is!" I answered.

I heard Trish ask "We have a few minutes John, care to take a quick shower?"

John answered by taking Trish's hand and leading her toward the stairs and the master bath in our room. Trish giggled all the way as the couple ran up the steps.

Once upstairs the two quickly disrobed and fell into each other's arms. The two embraced and enjoyed the feel of the other.

Trish finally broke the silence. "I'm so glad you're home for Christmas, and I am just thrilled to finally meet you."

"I'm glad to be home and to get to know you too, Aunt Trish."

"Are you OK with the news we broke to you last night John?"

"It was quite a shock at first, Aunt Trish, but watching the three of you this morning and seeing how much you really care for each other, I understand, and I'm OK with it. I really am" John answered.

The two maintained their embrace, hands roaming over basks and asses.

"So, last night when you kissed me and touched me, why? Was it just curiosity?"

John's eyes bored into Trish's and he said "It was because you are a beautiful person who deserves to be loved for who you are."

The two kissed, their mouths open, tongues playing.

John broke their kiss and looked longingly into Trish's eyes before dropping to his knees.

"You don't have to do this John" Trish cautioned.

"I know" John assured before taking Trish's limp package into his mouth. Even though she was not hard, John's wet warm mouth felt wonderful, and he had her entire cock in his mouth.

"Come on. Let's not keep the others waiting too long" Trish urged. As John stood she grabbed his cock and used it to pull him to the shower.

Trish turned on the water, and when the white clouds of vapor rolled from the door the two stepped inside. John and Trish soaped each other's bodies, exploring one another under the gentle spray. John's soapy hands cupped and caressed Trish's breasts, and Trish's hands stroked and pulled on John's erection. John allowed his right hand to slide down Trish's lush body and around to her backside, groping her left ass cheek while still manipulating her breast. Slowly, as if not sure of the reaction he would receive, John snaked his hand to Trish's crack ad began rubbing his finger over her slippery hole.

"That feels good sweetie" Trish cooed. "Go ahead, test the waters" she encouraged. John slipped his finger into Trish's relaxed ring. Instinctively, Trish arched her back a little, pushing her rump against John's invading digit, all the while stroking his very, very hard cock.

"We can't let you go back downstairs like this sweetie. Let Aunt Trish take care of this." Trish turned her back to John and bent at the waist. Reaching behind with both hands Trish spread her ass cheeks, exposing her most private place to John's lusting eyes. "Take me" she pleaded.

John levered his cock down with is right hand and aimed it at Trish's pleated pussy entrance. He pressed the engorged head against the opening. Trish relaxed her sphincter causing John's cock to sink into her warm depth. To John, it looked as if Trish had sucked his cock in with her ass.

Trish allowed a few seconds to pass as she adjusted to the spear in her ass. "You feel so good inside of me sweetie" she said and began moving her body back and forth on her son's hard penis. John reached his right hand around in front of Trish and fondled her still flaccid dick. He began rocking his hips, causing his to cock to saw in and out of Trish's chute.

"I can't believe how good you feel Aunt Trish. So hot! So tight! Unnnh!" 

Trish began flexing her sphincter on John's cock, increasing the sensations he was feeling.

"John, sweetie, I want you to cum" she said. "I want you to, I need you to cum inside of me sweetie. You're loving me so good John. Fuck!"

Trish's dirty talk flipped a switch in John. He began pounding Trish's ass, driving himself into her as far as he could, still gripping her cock with one hand and a tit with the other. Trish's hands were on the shower wall, pushing herself back against the young soldier that was pillaging her sex.

"Are you ready Aunt Trish? Are you ready for my cum?" John asked.

"God yes, sweetie. Cum inside of me. I'm so ready for your cum!" Trish begged. Her sensitive rectum felt the change in John's cock, and his thrusting changed to shorter, stabbing strokes indicating he could no longer stop.

"Fuck! Aunt Trish!" John yelled as his semen burst from his cock, coating Trish's bowels with his creamy seed.

"Yes! Yes! I can feel you cumming! Fuck that feels so good!" Trish panted as she squeezed her sphincter, drawing every available drop of cum out of John's penis. 

John's motion slowed from the frenetic orgasmic pace to a more loving, tender stroking. "That was so good Aunt Trish. You are a talented fuck, woman!" he panted.

Trish pulled herself off of John's cock. Turning toward him she briefly kissed his lips before dropping to her knees and cleaning off his deflating cock. "Mmmmm!" she hummed. When his cock was sufficiently swapped, Trish stood again and kissed John sweetly. "You have a great cock sweetie" she said.

"Thanks Aunt Trish, but I didn't make you cum" he said obviously disappointed.

"It's OK sweetie. Really. I've cum a lot in the last few hours, and, well, girls like me need a little time to recover. If you really want to make me cum, we can try again later tonight" she reassured.

"Do you mean that?"

"Of course I do" Trish answered.

"Do you think maybe you might like to, you know, ahh... fuck me... with that? he asked bashfully, nodding toward Trish's crotch.

"I would prefer to make love to you, but yes!" Trish answered, her eyes flashing at the possibility.

The two rinsed off and dried each other before going back to the master bedroom and dressing between touches and kisses. 

Trish put on a pair of flannel Christmas pajamas, sans underwear, and didn't bother to tuck herself in. John put his robe back on.

"You make those PJs rock!" John said, causing Trish to beam. 

The two held hands, walked down the stairs and into the dining room.

Not a word was spoken as Trish prepared a plate of French toast and sat down to eat. John briefly retreated to Ellen's room to throw on a pair of sweats before fixing his own plate and joining us at the table. He was greeted with knowing smiles from me and Tina.

The silence at the table was deafening. One by one we all began to stare at John. Eventually he sensed all eyes were on him. John glanced around the table, trying to figure out what was going on before asking in a confused voice "WHAT?", causing everyone at the table to break out in uncontrolled laughter. 

We finished our brunch and re-gathered in the living room to open gifts. I sat on the couch between Tina and Trish. We commented to each other that Christmas had never felt like this before. Of course, Christmas had never been like this before.

The boys sat in the wingback chairs while Ellen sat on the floor, the designated gift distributer. Under the tree were five boxes for each of the kids. In previous years we just gave the kids an envelope with cash in it, but this year, at Trish's insistence, we placed $100 bills in each box and wrapped them. Trish thought it would make Christmas morning more fun. The kids did laugh like hell each time they opened a box to find nothing but money in it.

They thanked us profusely for the gifts.

John opened the box he had brought back from his tour and began distributing plainly wrapped packages from it. When we each had a gift, he said "It's not much, but go ahead and open them."

We opened the various sized boxes only to find we had each received the same gift. It was a framed photo of John, in Afghanistan, in the middle of a fire fight. It was incredible. Taken in low light, the photographer had to use a long exposure. Because of this, multiple spent shell casings were visible ejecting from John's M4, a ball of flame shrouded the end of the barrel, and a white streak extended from the end of the barrel like a futuristic laser. Red and green tracers criss-crossed in the background, reinforcing the fact he was indeed involved in some heavy shit. Across the bottom of the photo were the words "When you think you're having a bad day..."

"I know that you guys are well aware of what goes on over there, and don't need to be reminded. And I don't want you to think I'm guilt tripping you or that I'm self absorbed or anything. The photographer showed me this pic and I thought it was just awesome and I knew I had to give one to each of you" he explained, unnecessarily. 

Tina was, of course, alarmed. Her son was in a fire fight, and he thought the pic was "awesome". "John! You're getting shot at! They're shooting at you!"

"Yes ma'am." John had slipped back into Marine mode.

"Well, weren't you scared?"

"Honey, look more closely at the picture. Look closely at his face..." I suggested.

Tina squinted and looked closely at the picture. "You're... are you... smiling?" she asked, incredulous.

"Yes ma'am, I am" he answered.

"Why? Why would you be smiling?"

"Because I was having a fucking blast!"

His mom was shocked, as was Trish.

"JOHN!" they yelled simultaneously.

Mark chimed in "That is totally fucking cool, dude! Awesome is right!"

"MARK!" Trish and Tina yelled at the same time. Mark looked at them, bewildered they didn't appreciate his comment.

"I had no idea..." Ellen commented, her voice trailing off.

"I like it. A lot! Thank you, son. I will display it proudly on my desk." That comment made John smile.

"I can't believe you John. Is that the way your dad and I raised you? To laugh in that kind of situation?" Tina scolded.

"Yes ma'am, it is" he replied matter of factly. Truthfully, Tina and I had always encouraged the kids, especially John and Mark, to not be afraid to laugh in the face of adversity. That's what he had done.

I handed Trish and Tina each an envelope. Inside was a card, penned by a professional calligrapher, that detailed a weekend for two at The Elms spa and resort where they would be pampered by the staff twenty four hours a day.

After the ladies had read their cards, I received a smooch on each cheek. Tina questioned me, asking "Aren't you going to come with?"

"Nah. You two need some "we time" after all of this excitement and the work you did getting ready for Christmas. Besides, the place caters almost exclusively to women."

"Are you sure? It's your birthday weekend." Trish asked, authentically concerned.

"I'm sure. Besides, it was the only date available and there were only two openings." I replied. I received a warm hug from both sides, a tongue, a "thank you" and an "I love you" in each ear. 

Ellen handed me and Tina an elegantly wrapped package, the tag indicating it was from Trish.

"It's just a little something I picked up for the two of you." Trish said.

"Oh, it's beautiful Trish!"

"Open it! Open it!" she cried like a little school girl. Tina delicately removed the ribbons and paper, and then opened the box. Inside the box was what appeared to be a certificate of some type in an ornate wood frame of the highest quality craftsmanship. Tina scanned the gift, silently reading what was on the document in the frame but had to stop. Handing me the gift she covered her face and wept uncontrollably. 

"What's it say, daddy?" Ellen asked.

I had to fight back tears myself, and struggled to read the delicate swirling penmanship. "It says, and I quote: "The Supreme Court of the Great State of Missouri hereby Declares and Proclaims that the person heretofore known as Patricia Margaret Henderson, from this day and henceforth shall of right be recognized and known as" (I had to stop and gather myself before I continued) "as Patricia Margaret Pratt in all matters legal, public, and private. This court, by means of this Proclamation, directs all entities to accommodate this change with no delay or financial encumbrance to Patricia Margaret Pratt. Signed Tuesday November the..." 

I had to stop. Tina and I were overwhelmed by the sheer intimacy of this gift. We had never, and would never have asked Trish to do this.

Trish and Tina hugged over my lap, both of them now sobbing uncontrollably. 

"Why did you do thaaaat?" Tina asked, still crying. "You didn't have to do that. We love you no matter what!"

"I love my family so much... I just wanted to be a Pratt like everyone else!" was Trish's weepy response.

The two hugged, kissed, and whispered their devotion to one another. The intense emotions began to fade a little, and the crying sort of stopped.

"This is incredible Trish" I said before stopping to dry my eyes. "This is the most humbling gift I have ever received. Thank you."

"You are both so very welcome! We are officially a family now! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!"

"It feels fabulous! But I have to address something. The Missouri Supreme Court does not typically handle name changes, and they do not produce fancy proclamation forms like this for any reason. How did you mage to pull it off?" I asked.

"Let's just say there might be a justice on that bench that likes girls like me. I convinced him during a private conference in his chambers that making this happen would be the right thing to do" Trish replied.

"Please tell me you didn't fuck him for this" Tina said flatly.

"Not at all, but a couple of girls that I know were more than happy to, so I called in a couple of favors. I got what I wanted, the judge is getting all the T-girl cock he can handle, and my friends will benefit from his, shall we say, generosity. Win win win!"

"You never cease to amaze me Trish!" Tina replied.

"You are unbelievable" I added.

We hugged for a couple of minutes before Tina said "We got a little something for you, too. Close your eyes" I complied and was promptly blindfolded.





My Journey Ch. 07



"Last time this happened, things got a little crazy" I said

Trish and Tina laughed.

"Could the three of you give your dad and us a few minutes?" Trish asked.

"Sure" They said and walked down the hall to their rooms.

Tina opened my robe, and Trish grabbed around the base of my cock and under my balls, squeezing very, very tightly and pulling away from my body. I felt something cold being placed around the base of my cock above Trish's fingers.

"I know that probably hurts a little baby, but it'll be worth it. Trust me" Trish purred.

"OK, hand me my tool Trish" I heard Tina say.

Tool? Why the fuck did they need a tool?

"There. Got it" Tina said in triumph.

"Got mine too" Trish proclaimed, releasing me from her firm grip. There was a long pause before Trish said "Tina, THAT is fucking HOT!" 

Suddenly my blindfold was removed.

"Well, what do you think?" Tina asked.

I looked down to see that the women had placed a heavy gold "cock ring" around the base of my cock and under my balls. It was thick, wide, heavy, and made my cock and balls "pop" from my crotch.

"Stand up so you can really feel it!" Trish urged.

I did, and was amazed that it was heavy but not bulky, it was comfortable and unobtrusive, and it felt great and looked sexy as hell!

"I love it! It feels really good!"

"You're not just saying that, are you?" Tina asked.

"No! I've always kind of wanted to try one, but never have. This one is spectacular!" I answered.

"It better be, it's been on layaway ever since our first trip to the mall together!" Tina said.

"Why so long?" I asked.

"Because it's gold!" Trish replied.

"It's gorgeous! I love it. So, how do I take it off?"

Trish and Tina giggled before answering "You don't!"

"You mean it's permanent?!" I asked in shock.

Trish grabbed my cock, gave my ear a lick and purred "YOU don't take it off. Tina and I take it off." 

"Yep. Two unique tools are required. I have one, Trish has the other, and the cock ring stays on unless we say otherwise." Tina added.

"I haven't told Tina this yet, but I had the inside engraved. It says "Property of Tina and Trish Pratt". Like it Tina?" Trish asked.

"I do! Great call! Ok, Clark, put your robe back on" Tina told me. "OK kids, you can come back in!"

The kids didn't come running right away, so Tina went to see what was going on. She found Ellen laying on her back in the middle of the bed with her brothers each sucking and licking a nipple. Tina shook her head and walked back to the living room.

"We've created monsters. They're in Ellen's room sucking on her tits" Tina said as she sat back down next to me. She took hold of the gift we had received from Trish and read it to herself. "I can't believe you would do this. I can't believe anyone would do this" She said in a whisper. Turning to face Trish she whispered "This is just so amazing. I can't get over how beautiful it is."

"The proclamation?" Trish asked.

"No, baby, the act!" Tina answered. "Hey, You know what? We need to redecorate the bedroom a little. I think we need to hang this, and a copy of the pictures Clark took last night, the one John gave us, and all of the other great pictures of us and the kids and cover the entire wall above the headboard! It could be like a "Pratt Family greatest moments wall!"

"I LIKE that idea! I wonder if we could get a bigger print of that picture of John. OH! And while everyone is home, we should get a family portrait done. A nice one, with all of us dressed up! We could put that in the middle and all of the other photos around it!"

"PERFECT!" the two of them shrieked.

"Clark honey, will you please go see what's taking the kids so long?" Tina asked.

I got up and walked down the hall for the first time while wearing the heavy cock ring. It did not take long for my cock to respond, and I was half-hard by the time I got to Ellen's room. 

"It's about time you got here daddy" Ellen said with frustration. "I need a Pratt man to eat my pussy while these two suck my tits."

Sticking my head out the door I yelled "This might take a few minutes!" 

I was on my knees between Ellen's legs in a flash, and ate her little pussy like a ravenous hyena. I think I even made some of those laughing sounds real hyenas make. It only took a few minutes before Ellen was thrashing on the bed and cumming on my tongue. Either she was really horny, or I was really good. For the sake of everyone involved, I'll say it was a combination of the two.

My brief tryst between Ellen's legs had gotten me hard, and the cock ring felt incredible on me when I was erect. The tightness seemed to enhance my girth, and it appeared to make me longer. I was really starting to like my gift.

I made my way back to the living room to find Tina on top of Trish on the couch, engaged in a sensual loving kiss. It was so gentle and tender, so loving that I just stood and watched. Their fingers were entwined, hands on either side of Trish's head. This was an expression of their true love for one another in it's purest form. 

Finally the kids came back to the living room, thankfully with clothes on. They saw Tina and Trish holding each other on the couch.

"They're beautiful together" John said.

"They really are" Mark replied, surprising me with his candid observation.

John turned to me and said "Dad? I get it. I understand. You are a very lucky man."

"Thanks, son" I replied, beaming with pride.

Trish and Tina whispered "I love you" to each other and turned to look at the rest of their adoring family. 

"I think that this has been the greatest Christmas ever!" Tina said with conviction, her cheek resting on Trish's. "I can't imagine anything ever topping this!"

Mark chimed in "Well, it's not over yet. Whitney is going to be here in about a half hour."

"Whitney? Whitney Sherman? Why would she be coming?" John asked.

"I must not have told you John, sorry 'bout that. Whitney's my girlfriend" Mark replied.

"You're bangin' Whitney Sherman?" John asked crudely.

"No, John. I'm not "bangin'" her, I'm in love with her" Mark sharply replied.

"Sorry about how that came out, bud. Didn't mean it like that" John said, realizing how his words had hurt Mark. "I had a crush on her in high school. Big time."

"So, what do you say we get things cleaned up a little and make ourselves presentable for our guest?" Trish suggested.

We busied ourselves picking up the wrapping paper and boxes, straightening the pillows, furniture and blankets. I washed the dishes and cleaned up the mess in the kitchen from our brunch.

Trish didn't bother to change, saying her themed PJs were a Christmas tradition. Tina went upstairs, doffed her robe and also put on some flannel PJs. I was comfortable in my terry cloth robe, so I didn't bother changing. I did close it up and made sure the sash was secure. I wanted to be comfortable, but not a dirty old man.

Mark told his siblings "I'm gonna just put a robe on, you two might want to consider doing the same." His suggestion, to me, was a hint at what was to come.

John and Ellen were changing when the doorbell rang. Mark answered it and greeted Whitney with an enthusiastic hug saying "Marry Christmas Whitney".

"Merry Christmas, Mark" she replied before kissing him. Mark took her coat and hung it on the tree in the foyer.

"Merry Christmas everyone!" Whitney chimed as she entered the living room. John came into the living room and Whitney rushed him, hugged his neck and kissed his cheek, while exclaiming "Welcome home John!" 

John hugged her back and said Merry Christmas Whitney."

Whitney was absolutely stunning. She was dressed in a conservative long sleeved gray knit sweater dress that buttoned from her neck to below her knees. Her lower legs were cased in fish-net hose, and she had shiny black high-heeled pumps on her feet. She wore minimal makeup which accentuated her natural beauty. Her impossibly long eyelashes, coupled with her eye shadow, gave her sparkling blue eyes a smoky, mysterious look. A perfect French manicure graced her nails, and her long, curly blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders.

"You look fantastic Whitney" John said in dismay.

Ellen then breezed into the room, hugged her friend tightly and said "Merry Christmas girlfriend!"

"Merry Christmas, Ellen!" Whitney shrieked.

Whitney turned toward the couch where Tina and Trish flanked me. "Hi mom, dad, Aunt Trish! Merry Christmas!"

John, having been out of the loop, didn't understand why Whitney greeted us as she did, and the look on his face conveyed his confusion.

"It's a long story" Ellen informed. John just nodded and shrugged his shoulders.

The seven of us chatted for a while before Mark addressed all of us.

"Since we're all together, I wanted to tell you all that I have officially enlisted in the Marine Corp and I leave for boot camp the Saturday after graduation." We all congratulated him on his announcement before he hushed us and said "There's more. Whitney and I talked a lot about my decision, and it's a decision we made together. That's why I decided to do this today." Mark reached into the pocket of his robe as he dropped to one knee in front of Whitney.



My Journey Ch. 08



This is the eighth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 7 first. Thank you to all who read my first seven submissions and provided feedback. 

All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years. 

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"Since we're all together, I wanted to tell you all that I have officially enlisted in the Marine Corp and I leave for boot camp the Saturday after graduation." We all congratulated him on his announcement before he hushed us and said "There's more. Whitney and I talked a lot about my decision, and it's a decision we made together. That's why I decided to do this today." Mark reached into the pocket of his robe as he dropped to one knee in front of Whitney.

"Whitney, I fell in love with you on our first date, and I never want to be without you. Will you be my wife?" he asked, holding a diamond solitaire as an offering to Whitney.

As tears filled Whitney's eyes, she hoarsely breathed "Yes. Yes!" Mark slipped the ring on Whitney's finger, stood, and embraced his fiancée in front of the Christmas tree. The room broke out in applause and cheers before we surrounded the newly engaged couple, showering them with our blessing.

After we had congratulated the couple, and "Ooooo'd and Aaaah'd" over the ring (which was quite beautiful I must say) Whitney turned toward Tina.

"Does he know, mom?" Whitney asked Tina, inquiring if John knew that Whitney had become an "intimate" part of the family.

"Not about you, sweetheart" Tina confessed.

Whitney turned toward John. "John, you should know that I'm a part of this family already. I love your family and I love having sex. I was part of the activities that took place over the summer" she admitted.

"I didn't know that, but I guess I'm not entirely surprised after what I've learned in the last couple of days. You... how could anyone resist you?"

Whitney gave John a kiss on the lips and said "Thank you John. What a wonderful compliment."

"So," Whitney continued "since it's been such a long time since we've all had fun together, Mark and I decided that our Christmas gifts to you would be whatever you wanted." At that, Whitney began slowly unbuttoning her dress. There had to be a hundred buttons holding her garment closed, and it seemed to take forever for her to undo them all. She looked around the room as she seductively loosed her clothing, making sure to capture each person's eyes with hers. After what seemed like forever, Whitney unfastened the final button and she allowed her dress to fall open in front of her, and she withdrew her arms from the sleeves, dropping the dress to the floor.

We were not expecting what we saw. What I had thought to be fish-net stockings turned out to be a long sleeve fish-net body stocking that clung to every curve and swell of her magnificent form. Her already erect nipples poked through the holes of the netting. I felt my cock swell.

All eyes were on her, but no one said anything. Finally, Whitney cocked her hips, placed her hands on them and asked "Well?"

"Oh.My.God." escaped from Ellen.

My mouth was to dry to speak.

Tina said "Wow!"

"Fuck me!" was Trish's response.

John? John was totally captivated by her.

"John, Mark and I decided that you should have dibs, if you're interested" Whitney said, rolling her hips as she approached John. Once in front of him she extended her hand into his robe, grabbed his hardening cock and said "Oh, I think you're interested" before covering his mouth with hers and fucking his mouth with her tongue.

John kissed her back, before stopping to look at Mark and asked "Are you sure? She is your fiancée ..." 

Mark nodded and said "Merry Christmas."

John restarted the incredibly hot kiss Whitney had begun, dropping his hands to her fish-net covered ass. Whitney moaned into his mouth as she continued to jerk on his now very hard cock.

Ellen kissed Mark's lips and whispered "That was a very unselfish thing to do, Mark" before dropping to her knees, loosening the sash of his robe, and taking his cock into her mouth.

While Whitney continued to rub John's stiff pole, he moved one hand from her ass, around the front and between her legs. Whitney sensed John's surprise and pulled back from their kiss with a huge smile on her face. John started to smile too, and looking into Whitney's eyes said "It's crotchless!"

Whitney nodded knowingly and said "One of the benefits of working at Victoria's Secret" before pressing her mouth to John's and consuming his tongue.

Tina, Trish, and I sat on the couch and just watched the four young people enjoying each other. It was a heartwarming sight. Of course, I was aroused. How couldn't I be? Whitney's bodysuit was crazy fucking sexy, and my lovely daughter was blowing her twin brother.

"You are so wet!" John confessed, his fingers gliding through Whitney's pussy flesh. John slipped a finger inside of Whitney.

"Oh God! I love that!" Whitney purred as John's finger stroked in and out of her fleshy folds. "But I want you to eat me John."

Apparently John wanted the same thing as he guided Whitney to one of the wing back chairs and gently pushed her back into it. John knelt in front of the sexy girl, placed her legs over his shoulders and dove into her drooling muff. His hands extended up and he grabbed her tits while licking and sucking her sloppy wet pussy.

"Oh, John! That's so good! Lick my clit lover! OOOO! YES!" she squealed.

John released one of her breasts and brought his right hand to Whitney's weeping hole. Removing his mouth he inserted first one, then two fingers into her smooth, soft vagina. "Your lips are fucking incredible Whit! So thick and long! And your clit is so big and swollen!" He looked up into her eyes and said "A pussy like this should be in movies!" 

Whitney smiled at his comment and replied "It already is, lover!"

John resumed his oral assault and digital intrusion on Whitney's succulent sex, not fully digesting Whitney's comment.

Meanwhile, Ellen had taken up position on her back in front of the Christmas tree. Mark was between her legs thrusting in and out of slippery tunnel.

Trish's hand was now inside my robe, playing with my cock. "It feels so much different with that cock ring on baby. Tina, you gotta feel this!"

Tina's hand replaced Trish's on my cock and she stroked it up and down. "Wow, you feel harder, and bigger!" Tina continued to stroke me. Trish untied my robe and opened it, exposing me to the cool air.

"Why don't you see how it feels inside you!" Trish suggested. Tina began kissing me while she got to her knees on the couch next to me. Trish got up from her spot and got behind Tina, helping her out of her pajamas. Once Tina was naked from the waist down, Trish went to work on her, licking her asshole and pussy from behind.

"That's so good! I love your tongue on me honey! FUCK!" she cried as Trish's tongue dipped into her asshole.

Tina resumed kissing me and stroking my staff before desperately stating "I have to feel you inside of me!" She threw her legs over mine and began to lower her body to me. Trish held me and guided me into Tina's ready gash. "Clark! FUCK! You feel huge!" She began bucking her hips against me as I thrust into her. Her mouth was still on mine as she crossed her arms in front of her and took off her pajama top. She was now gloriously naked as she rode me and her mouth was back on mine. Trish kissed her shoulders and back while running her fingers over Tina's asshole and cock filled pussy. "I love the way you touch me Trish, so gentle, so perfect" she sighed, her hips still pumping against mine.

From the other side of the room I heard Whitney growl as John gave her her first orgasm. "Son of a bitch, John! You have a talented tongue. Do it again!" Whitney demanded. Mark hummed his agreement into her smooth, engorged lips. "Ever had a woman squirt on your face, lover?" she asked. Again, John's mouth would not leave Whitney's sex and he shook his head no. "Want to?" Whitney inquired. John nodded soundlessly.

Ever since Tina gave Whitney her first squirting orgasm over the summer, she made it a point to have one every chance she got. It was especially fun for her if her partner had never experienced it previously.

Whitney began tutoring John in what he needed to do. "Lick my clit lover, and stick two fingers in my pussy" She directed. John complied. "Fuck yes! Now, curl your fingers, yeah, like that. Your tongue feels so good! Keep curling your fingers John. A little more, a little more... there! Shit! Do you feel that?" John nodded his head, tongue still licking her clit. "Rub it lover, rub that spot! FUCK! YES! Just like that. Don't stop. Oh! God!" she yelled, ecstatic. "Stick a finger in my ass lover!" again John complied, and pumped the middle finger of his left hand in and out of her chute while massaging her G spot with is right and licking her clit. "YESYESYES! That's it FUCK! I'm so close love, so close! Don't stop!" Her breathing stopped for several seconds as she was overwhelmed by the stimulation. She gasped once before her body shook and a stream of her ejaculate splashed on John's chin. "AAAAAAAHAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAH!" she shrieked, sounding like a siren. John moved to cover her spraying sex with his mouth and drank her nectar, his fingers still penetrating both of her holes. "Oh my God! I'm cumming again!" she yelled as once again her body shuddered and she filled her lover's eager mouth with her honey. "Stop! You gotta stop John! I can't take any more!" John removed his fingers from Whitney and she aggressively pushed him to his back. She pounced on him, attacking his mouth with hers as she mounted his erection, slamming her hips down on his.

"That was so fucking hot!" John said as Whitney pounded her body into him.

"Fuck me with that gorgeous cock of yours. Fuck me lover!" Whitney shouted, whipping around her blonde mane, absolutely on fire with lust. Her fish-net covered body looked so hot as she rode our son.

Tina was still riding my swollen penis, thrilled with the way it felt inside of her. Trish continued to play with Tina's body. "Fuck my ass with your finger sweetie" Tina pleaded. Trish's penetration of her wife's anus caused Tina to have a "mini-cum". "That's fantastic" she said once she caught her breath. "Put your precious girl cock in me sweetie. Fuck my ass!"

Trish groaned in Tina's ear. "I want to honey, so bad. But I need to make sure I have a really big load for later when I take your son's cherry."

Tina's eyes were like fire when she turned toward Trish. She kissed her wife open mouth and pulled away. Her eyes pleaded with Trish, wanting to know which son.

"John" Trish answered the unasked question, causing Tina to really cum as the two kissed again and Trish finger fucked Tina's ass.

I was now free to lick and suck my wife's glorious breasts. I nipped and nibbled at the soft, smooth flesh of her breasts.

"Cum for me Clark! I need to feel you cum!" she begged.

I pumped harder, Tina bucked harder, Trish thrust harder, and I came inside my wife's swampy wet pussy, eliciting another mini-cum from her. Tina was once again kissing my mouth as she whispered "That was so good. Thank you Clark. I love you honey. Love you so much."

We heard Mark grunt and turned just in time to see him pull his cock out of his sister, stroke his hard on a couple of times, and launch a torrent of spurting cum all over Ellen's tits. Trish abandoned us and was at Ellen's side in a flash, licking the sticky, sperm-laden semen from Ellen's body. "Mmmm! Mmmm!" she groaned before shoving her tongue into Mark's mouth, swirling his cum in his mouth and again forcing him to swallow.

Whitney was still riding John, his hands palming her wondrous breasts and his hips rising to meet her descending hips. "Harder! Fuck me harder!" Whitney commanded. John obeyed, and began to violently thrust into Whitney. She held her hips motionless now as John drove into her over and over. Her eyes were closed, her mouth hung open, obvious to all she was cumming on John's cock.

"Oh Fuck!" John said through gritted teeth. "Unh! Unh! Unh!" he grunted as he emptied his balls into Whitney's gripping hole. John released his grip on Whitney's fish-net covered breasts and she collapsed on top of him, her face next to his. She slowly rocked her hips against John, causing his dick to continue to slide in and out of her.

"Well done Marine" she panted into his ear. "You can assault this beach any time you want! Well, as long as you're home!" she clarified. "Oh, and Merry Christmas" she said before engaging him in a touching open mouthed kiss.

John's hand dropped to Whitney's back side and he gently stroked her ass.

Trish, Mark, and Ellen were on the floor, their limbs entangled as they kissed, licked and touched. 

Tina was still on my lap and I could finally feel my cock starting to soften. Not only did the cock ring make me bigger, I stayed harder longer. I was not yet sure if this was a good or bad thing. 

Eventually Tina got off of my lap and sat on the couch. She started to slip her pajamas back on.

"Not so fast beautiful" Whitney said as she unceremoniously forced Tina's legs apart and began to lick and suck my cum out of her well fucked pussy. "Mmmm. I love your pussy mom!" she moaned before going back down on Tina. Tina scooted her hips out toward the edge of the couch, giving Whitney better access to her crotch. "I love your cum too, dad!" she moaned again. Returning her attention to Tina, she began licking the woman from across her asshole all the way to her clit. Whitney then reached up with her left hand and began stroking me. "Love the cock ring, sexy" she said before she raised herself up to kiss Tina and saying "Merry Christmas mommy."

"Merry Christmas Whitney" Tina said as she tenderly touched the young woman's face. "I am so looking forward to having you as my daughter."

Whitney was still kneeling between Tina's legs, her ass resting on her feet. Trish slid in behind her, placed her hands under Whitney's taut ass and lifted her up. Rolling to her back, Trish slid under the pretty blonde and, extending her tongue, proceeded to lick those long, thick lips and protruding clit. 

Whitney could only sigh, and bury her face back in Tina's pussy.

Trish's hands were all over Whitney's cheeks, squeezing and groping the net covered moons. Whitney's hips started to rock against Trish's face as she approached another orgasm. The smooth rocking of Whitney's hips became more of an urgent thrust as she forced her smooth gash against Trish's mouth and tongue. Whitney raised her head from Tina's lap and let loose with a long, low guttural moan as she came, John's thick cum pulsed in globs from between Whitney's labia and into Trish's sucking mouth.

It seemed as though everyone was satiated, at least for the time being. I got up, went to our bedroom and put on a pair of sweats. There were seven hungry mouths that needed to be fed, so I figured I would get a meal started.

Trish climbed into Tina's lap on the couch, Ellen snuggled on the floor with John while Whitney and Mark curled up in front of the Christmas tree. As I came back down the stairs, the emotion in that living room could be felt. Everyone was in the arms of someone they loved deeply. I could not have been more happy.

I busied myself in the kitchen and out on the deck starting a fire in the grill. I had anticipated preparing a Christmas dinner, so there were steaks, potatoes, bread and vegetables just for tonight.

Tina and Trish had put their PJs back on and came out to the kitchen to help. Trish enveloped me from behind, her deliciously firm breasts pressed into my back. "You are a wonderful husband and dad, Clark. I am so happy to be your wife." She kissed my neck and went about helping with dinner, not giving me the chance to respond.

The seven of us enjoyed a fabulous meal together with a little wine, a lot of laughter, and even more love.

After dinner everyone helped to clean up the kitchen and we sat back down in the living room. Our home is modest, and there isn't room for seven to sit, so laps needed to be shared. John sat in one of the wingbacks and Trish sat in his lap. Mark sat in the other with Whitney in his lap. I sat on the couch flanked by Tina and Ellen.

"Thank you, everyone, for making this a Christmas to remember" I said, a little emotionally.

John chimed in, trying to crack a joke "Yeah, just imagine how boring it would have been if you hadn't seduced Mark and Ellen."

Everyone giggled at his comment. "Why is that funny?" John asked.

"Because we seduced them" Ellen answered. "Well, more accurately, I seduced Trish."

"And I seduced your dad" Whitney added. 

"By the time they were done, mom was so hot I just rode their coattails" Mark added causing everyone to laugh.

"So, John, care to redeem that rain check now?" Trish asked. 

John answered by kissing her lovingly on the lips before whispering something in her ear. Trish looked at him and nodded. Again John whispered, and again Trish nodded, this time with a beaming smile on her face. "OK" she said.

Trish got off of John's lap and John got out of the chair. Trish took his hand and started toward the stairs. She stopped, turned, and commanded "You two, follow me." 

Tina and I knew she meant us, and we dutifully rose from the couch and followed her. Before we were out of earshot I heard Ellen say "Hey lovebirds! My room! Now!"

By the time Tina and I reached our bedroom, John and Trish were already embracing and kissing, their hands roaming over the other's back.

Trish said "Why don't you two get undressed and get under the covers. I'm gonna help John get ready in the bathroom, OK?

Tina and I complied with Trish's suggestion. Once in bed Tina and I engaged in playful touching and kissing. We shared the intimacy of our marriage by repeating to each other how happy, and how much in love we were. We were enjoying just being together.

John and Trish emerged from the bathroom, both gloriously naked. They quickly joined us under the covers. Trish and Tina faced each other in the middle of the bed, while John and I spooned them.

"John told me he wouldn't be comfortable doing this without you here" Trish started.

"Ellen told me that you were both there the first time she and Aunt Trish made love. I know you were there the first time Mark and Aunt Trish made love too. After we had sex in the shower earlier, I felt like I caused Aunt Trish to cheat on you." John said.

"We knew, John. Trish didn't cheat" Tina soothed.

"I know you knew, but it felt wrong to me. So, that's why you're here now."

"That's very considerate of you son" Tina said. "Thank you."

With the formalities out of the way Trish rolled toward John, and the two began their mutual seduction. John's hands roamed Trish's body, gently caressing and touching every part of her. "Your skin is so soft Aunt Trish. I love touching you" John said.

Trish kissed his lips, opening her mouth, then closing it, as her lips dragged across John's. Her hands were busy too as she touched his battle hardened body. She stroked his body with her palms, and dragged just her fingertips across his firm body.

Tina and I watched, fascinated by how tender and gentle our warrior son could be as he explored our wife's body with his fingers.

John's left hand glided up Trish's right arm until his fingers rested on her cheek. John's mouth, still pressed to Trish's, opened slightly as he extended his tongue and licked Trish's lips. Trish's tongue poked out, making contact with the tip of John's. John's hand rested on Trish's cheek as the two lovers continued to kiss tenderly.

Trish drew her right hand up to John's cheek, mimicking his caress. She broke their kiss and gazed into his eyes while her fingertips danced on his cheeks and down the side of his neck. Closing her eyes she closed the distance between their lips, opened her mouth, and attacked his, driving her tongue into his mouth as far as she could. John responded by groaning in pleasure at the sudden intrusion, and fought her tongue with his.




My Journey Ch. 08



And then Trish backed off. Her ferocious kiss returned to the gentle tasting and sucking of John's lips. With her hand still on his cheek, Trish pushed her chest against John's, forcing him to roll to his back. With the ease and grace of a gymnast, Trish was quickly between his legs, forcing them apart as she pressed her pelvis into him and ground her tits against his muscled chest.

I was so familiar with Trish's body that I knew she was as hard as a diamond and her beautiful clit was drooling pre-cum all over John. Her hips continued to press into his while they kissed, and I could tell that her cock was now gliding effortlessly alongside John's.

John was starting to get hot. Very hot. He began to push his groin against Trish's, meeting each of her thrusts with one of his own. His hands reached around Trish and he grabbed her ass, pulling her into him each time she pushed. Instinctively his legs spread even wider and his knees drew up towards his chest. He was inviting Trish to take him.

"Never in a million years would I have thought I would enjoy feeling another cock against mine" John whispered.

"And it only gets better" Trish whispered in return before passionately kissing him again.

They continued in this position, humping each other, increasing one another's level of arousal. John wrapped his legs around Trish's lower back and his arms around her neck. Trish's mouth left his and she began kissing his cheek and his neck all the while rubbing her stiff she-cock against his erection. Trish eventually found John's ear with her tongue, her wet probing soliciting a long, low groan from her lover. Trish turned her head towards me and smiled.

The scene before us was exceptionally hot. I was hard, my stiff spear pressed between Tina's ass cheeks. She lifted her right leg and placed her foot behind my legs, leaving her sex wide open for me to explore. My right hand slid down her soft belly and between her legs. I began to slowly work my middle finger over her slippery slit and clit.

"Are you ready for me, lover? Are you ready for your Aunt Trish to make love to you?" Trish breathed into John's ear.

"God yes" he answered.

Trish threw back the covers, exposing our bodies to the cool air of the room. She began to kiss her way down John's yearning body, stopping to lick and suck his nipples, her own nipples dragging down his body. They looked so hard I would have thought they would leave scratches on his skin. She continued her descent, tonguing his navel briefly before she reached the object of her desire: John's significant cock. Trish wasted no time, engulfing his cock in her mouth while she played with is hairy scrotum, one finger pressing firmly on his perineum. John was moaning and whispering encouragement to Trish the entire time she made love to his cock.

Trish placed her hands under John's knees and lifted, tilting his pelvis up to give her unfettered access to his ass. "Hold your legs there, lover" she demanded. John's hands replaced Trish's behind his knees and he held himself open as she began to rim his ass.

"That is so good Aunt Trish! I could cum just from that!" John commented on his first rim job.

"And it only gets better" Trish said again.

Using her saliva as lube, Trish slowly, gingerly, slipped a finger into John's virgin ass and wiggled it around. She pulled her finger out, let some spit fall from her mouth to his ass and pushed her finger in again, this time all the way to the hilt.

"Fuck!" John groaned at the intrusion.

"You like that, don't you, lover?" Trish purred. "You like Aunt Trish's finger inside you!"

"It feels so good" he exhaled.

Trish pulled her finger out and again let some saliva fall from her mouth. This time she inserted two fingers into him, pushing insistently until she could go no further. Trish rotated her hand and wiggled her fingers inside of John's ass, letting him savor the sensation of being penetrated while loosening him up for the main event. A drop of pre-cum appeared at the head of his cock, his prostate apparently being stimulated by Trish's fingers.

Trish teased John for several minutes, pulling her fingers almost all the way out before driving them back in, her tongue fluttering around the edge of his opening. She then removed her fingers completely and inserted her tongue before his ass could close.

"Fuck! Aunt Trish! That feels so fucking hot!"

Trish's pointed tongue probed John's ass over and over. I was very envious of him.

Trish pulled her tongue out and worked her way back up John's body. John was still holding his legs and Trish was between them, her mouth savagely attacking John's. "I have to have you John. Do you want me, lover? She asked.

"Yes" was John's reply.

"Oh, lover, you can do better than that!" she teased, kissing his face and neck, licking his ears.

"I want to feel your cock inside of me Aunt Trish" he panted.

"That's better. Your Aunt Trish is going to make you feel so good!" she assured. "Clark, be a sweetie and hand me the lube."

I grabbed a pump bottle of lube from the night stand and handed it to Trish.

"Your dad doesn't need this anymore when I make love to him" Trish said as she pumped the canister twice, smearing the cool gel on her cock and John's ass. "But since you're giving me your cherry, I want you to enjoy it so you'll come back for more."

Trish positioned herself over our son, her legs spread wide under him, lowering her cock to John's well lubed ass. With her right hand she directed her cock between John's cheeks, the heat seeking missile searching for it's target. When she found his opening she removed her hand and pushed her hips forward, the flared head of her cock began wedging through his sphincter.

"Relax lover. Relax. That's better John, deep breaths. Just think how goods it's gonna feel. Give yourself to me. That's iiiit, thaaaat's iiiit." Her last words sounding like she was singing. "Oooooh! Yes lover! There you go! You took me all!"

"Your cock feels huge Aunt Trish! God! Fuck!" John cried out.

Trish stayed motionless, allowing John to adapt to her intruding cock. "How does it feel lover? Are you OK?" Trish asked in genuine concern.

"It feels so good! I can't believe how good it feels!"

"Tell me when you're ready lover" Trish said. She lowered her body to his, crushing her breasts against him and kissing him lovingly.

While John acclimated to the cock in his ass, I slipped mine into Tina's pussy. I was still behind her, and her leg was over mine, giving me easy access to her smooth tunnel. I held my cock inside of her, motionless until John gave Trish the word he was ready.

"I'm ready Aunt Trish. Make love to me" he whispered lustfully.

With her body still pressed to his, Trish began to roll her hips causing just an inch or two of her magnificent tool to slide in and out of John's virgin rectum, again allowing him to adjust to the totally new sensations. 

I loved to have Trish fuck me like this, and I knew what John was feeling as Trish's belly pressed on and rubbed his sensitive, leaking cock. Now that Trish stroking into John's ass, I started stroking into Tina.

"Do you like that John? Do you like feeling my cock slide in and out of you?"

"It's incredible Aunt Trish. Fucking incredible!"

"You're only feeling a little bit of me sweetie. Do you want more, lover?"

"I want all of you Aunt Trish, give me it all!"

Trish raised herself up on her arms and hooked the back of John's knees in the crooks of her elbows. I knew this position well, and I knew it was going to blow his mind.

Trish wiggled her hips a little, pushing as much of her cock into John as she could. John reached up, grabbed Trish's breasts and began caressing them while running his thumbs up and down over the rubbery nipples.

"Oh, I like that lover! Are you ready? Are you ready for me to really make love to you John?"

"Stop teasing me already. Make love to me!" he practically yelled.

With long slow strokes, Trish made love to our son's tight little ass. She would withdraw until just the head remained inside of John, and would then push back in until her scrotum pressed against his ass. Pull out, push in, pull out, push in with the consistency of a metronome. I matched Trish's pace as I plunged in and out of Tina.

"I love how that cock ring makes you feel" Tina whispered.

"Faster Aunt Trish. Faster, please!" John begged.

Trish's agonizingly slow pace picked up and her pistoning gradually increased in tempo.

"You feel so good lover!" Trish complimented.

John raised his head as his mouth and tongue sought Trish's tits. Trish arched her back some, lowering her chest to John's searching tongue. John was just able to reach the eraser like tips and flicked his tongue over the nubs. 

John's tongue on her nipples encouraged Trish to saw into his ass as fast as she could. John's body was rocking against Trish's giving his cock needed stimulation while Trish pummeled his ass for what seemed like an hour.

I was fucking Tina furiously now, my right middle finger flicking her clit while I thrust my cock in and out of her.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Aunt Trish! Oh my GOD! I'm so close!"

"Oh lover, you feel so good! I love making love to you!"

Trish's words were John's trigger, and he howled as he came against Trish's body. "Ung! Ung! Ung!" he grunted with each pulse of his cumming cock.

"Yes lover! Cum for your Aunt Trish! I can feel you cumming around my cock!" 

John continued to grunt as Trish repeatedly impaled him.

"You're so beautiful when you cum lover! So beautiful!" Trish praised.

John's orgasm caused his mom to cum around my member and on my fingers. Trish looked at Tina and smiled, knowing that she had an assist in her wife's pleasure.

Trish continued her passionate fucking for several minutes. I watched as Trish's long penetrating strokes into John's ass became shorter, more violent stabs. She was going to cum.

"I'm gonna cum John. Are you ready lover?"

"Yes! Yes! I wanna feel you cum!"

"Beg for it lover!" Trish pushed.

"Please Aunt Trish! Cum inside of me. Fill me with your cum!"

"I'm going to lover. Right... Right... NOW!" she yelled and buried her cock into John's clenching butt. Her hips thrust with each spurt of her cum, accentuated with an "OH!" each time she pulsed.

"I can feel your cum shooting! So fucking wild!" John cried in ecstasy.

I knew that feeling too, and John's cry set me off as I came in Tina's wet vagina for the second time today.

When Trish's orgasm ended she released John's legs and collapsed on top of him. John wrapped his legs around her back and thrust his hips against her while pulling her down with his legs. They were kissing furiously immediately following her cum, and as her cock slowly softened so did their kiss. John tenderly brushed Trish's hair with his fingers, pushing it out of her face. Both wore satisfied smiles as they looked deeply into each other's eyes.

"Never. Never." John whispered.

"Never what?" Trish asked as she placed gentle little kisses on John's face.

John's legs were still wrapped around Trish locked at the ankles, and he continued to hump against her ever deflating cock.

"Never would I have imagined I would enjoy having my ass fucked." John confessed.

A broad smile crept across Trish's lovely face. "You liked that, huh?" she asked.

"I liked it a lot, Aunt Trish."

"Something you might want to try again?" she asked as her finger tips slid across his temple.

"With you I would" he answered.

"Why with me?"

"Because, we love each other."

John and Trish basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking, kissing and touching like they had done before their passionate coupling started. 

I positioned myself on my back and directed Tina to straddle my face so I could clean her cum filled pussy. I licked and sucked her juicy pussy until she came and released my deposit in great globs into my mouth.

After Tina had cum she positioned herself so we were face to face and said "It was fucking hot the first time you did that, and it still is!"

"Thank you for making that a beautiful experience, Aunt Trish" I heard John tell my wife.

"Oh, lover, I'm so happy you were open enough to try it, and that I got to be your first. It's the greatest gift you could ever give me."

"Mom? Dad? Thanks for sharing Aunt Trish with me. The more I get to know her, on all levels, the more I understand why the three of you work so well. You're all lucky to have each other, and I'm blessed to be able to be a part of it. I love you, all three of you."

"We're glad you enjoyed the gifts we've given you John. Cherish the memories that have been created this Christmas" Tina said.

"I have, and I will" John said with conviction. John kissed his Aunt Trish one more time. "I love you Aunt Trish, but if I stay here in your bed I won't get any sleep, and I'm exhausted. So if it's OK with you, I'm going to go downstairs and sleep."

"I understand lover" Trish said as she played with Mark's deflated cock. "I'd have to have this in me again if you stayed. I love you John, good night"

John got out of bed and padded of to one of the downstairs bedrooms.

As soon as the door closed Tina was all over Trish, kissing and touching her. "That was so hot! I love to watch you make love to Clark, but to see that Marine on his back basically begging you to fuck him was crazy fucking sexy!"

"You liked that, huh?"

"Oh my God yes!" Tina answered.

"He was so sweet the way he apologized to you two for taking me in the shower in this morning, wasn't he?"

"Mm Hmm" Tina hummed while dragging a finger across Trish's breast.

"What did you think baby?" Trish asked me.

"I always get a thrill when you make love Trish, whether it's to me, Tina, or one of the kids. You are a sexual dynamo and your energy is contagious" I answered, honestly. "I get turned on when you get turned on."

"Funny you should say that Clark. I haven't had you inside of me since we put the cock ring on you. Think maybe you've got another one in you?" She asked

"You are sooo naughty, and horny!" Tina said as she enveloped Trish in her arms and began making out with her. Tina rolled onto her back pulling Trish on top of her. Tina pulled Trish's cheeks apart and said "Clark, be a dear and get Trish ready, will you?"

"With pleasure" I said as I moved in and began making oral love to Trish's splendid backside. I was never happier then when I was eating Trish's asshole.

I lapped and licked at Trish's perfect, pleated asshole while she and Tina kissed. I could hear Trish moaning into Tina's mouth. With my right hand I reached between Trish's legs and fondled her deflated tool.

"I'm ready for you, baby. Make love to your wife" Trish said. I slid back a little and allowed Trish to descend Tina's body until her face was directly above her well fucked slit.

As Trish lowered her face and began flicking Tina's clit I began slipping my cock into Trish. She was so accustomed to doing this that I slid in effortlessly until the heavy gold ring that encircled my genitals was pressed against her cheeks.

"My! God!" she spoke into Tina's pussy. Lifting her head and looking at Tina said to her "That ring was worth every penny!" before resuming her consumption of Tina's aroused sex. 

Trish loved my "new feel" and enthusiastically thrust and rocked hips against mine as I fucked her T-girl pussy like a machine.

Tina was enjoying the licking she was getting too, and had placed her hands on the back of Trish's head pulling her closer and guiding her efforts all the while whispering dirty encouragement to her wife. "I love the way you lick my pussy, honey. And you really like having your husband fill your pussy with cock, don't you? You look so hot on your knees with a big hard cock inside of you, like a good little slut." 

There were times when Trish loved being called a slut, especially when Tina called her that, and this was one. Trish attacked Tina's mound with gusto, intent on making her wife climax. Trish jammed two fingers into Tina and fucked her furiously, her tongue a blur on Tina's clit.

"Oh fuck honey! Yes! Yes! Make me cum! Fuck her harder Clark! Fuck her!" Tina encouraged.

I was now pounding into Trish as hard as I could. Tina was gasping, Trish was whimpering, and I was cumming n Trish's gloriously tight ass. Trish wrapped her lips around Tina's clit and sucked while she groaned as my cum splattered inside of her.

"YES! YES! FUCK YES!" Tina shrieked as she came from Trish's ministrations. Trish continued to suck Tina's clit, but it was far too sensitive so Tina lifted Trish's head and scooted down under her lover's heaving body. Tina placed her hands on the sides of Trish's neck and proceeded to lick her pussy juice from her wife's face and kiss her succulent lips. "That was so wonderful honey. You do me so good! I love the way you love me!" Tina said before wrapping her arms around Trish's back and whispered over and over "I love you".

In an action Trish and I had done before, she lowered her body and rolled to her side next to Tina. I followed, my still hard cock (thank you, cock ring) never leaving her ass. My beautiful wives tongued and kissed each other's faces while I cupped and squeezed Trish's tits, still humping my erection into Trish's butt.

"He's still hard!" Trish said with astonishment to her wife. The two smiled broadly before resuming their tender kiss.

That was the last thing I remember, and I fell into a deep, satiated sleep.

The rest of John's leave was much less eventful. Sure, there were the occasional hook-ups but the continuous orgy of Christmas Day was over.

Tina and Trish had made arrangements with a studio to have a family portrait done while John was home. Trish, Tina, and Ellen had decided how everyone should dress. Of course, no one possessed the clothes they decided we should wear so up went the "Battle Cry of the Pratt Women": "SHOPPING!"

The Pratt men were given strict orders on what we were to wear, and sent to the mall in one car to procure the necessary attire. The Pratt women, in another car, went shopping for their garb.

On the day of the scheduled sitting, the women dressed and presented themselves to us. They looked incredible. All three women wore slightly off white dresses that were similar, yet unique. Tina's dress hugged her womanly hips and thighs extending to just above the knee. The top of the dress had wide straps that wrapped over her shoulders. The neck scooped a little, showing just a hint of cleavage, but the rest of the bodice hugged her upper body tightly, accentuating her magnificent D cup breasts. A string of pearls rested elegantly on the naked skin of her neck. Her legs were encased in opaque hose that matched her dress. 

Trish's dress was the same color as Tina's and, from the waist down, almost exactly like Tina's; form fitting and just above the knee. The bodice was of the same material, and as it extended over her upper torso it crossed, extending over her shoulders and down her back where it again joined the lower portion of her dress. The dress covered Trish's front completely, save for an exposed "V" of skin from her neck to the crease between her breasts. Her back, however, was exposed completely. She too wore a string of pearls and opaque hose.

Ellen's dress was slightly shorter than the other two, extending just past mid-thigh. The same color as the other dresses, the peasant style top of her dress left her shoulders exposed, but her charms completely covered save for just a touch of cleavage. The back was open, but nothing like Trish's. Again, her legs were covered in matching opaque hose, and a string of pearls rested just below her delicate neck.

Trish's auburn hair was very delicately curled, her makeup perfectly applied, and the greenish blue pools of her eyes sparkled.




My Journey Ch. 08



Tina's shoulder length brown mane was more heavily curled, a barely noticeable part just to the left of center. Her makeup was also flawless, accentuating her brown eyes.

Ellen looked so mature with her straight brown hair curled with just a "flip" at the ends, delicately applied makeup that did not overpower her natural beauty, and eyelashes so long they almost looked fake.

All three women sported perfectly manicured nails, deep red lipstick, and matching dark red closed toe high heeled shoes.

They were stunningly beautiful and elegantly sexy.

The men? Well, we all wore black dress pants, black dress shirts, and neckties that matched the color of the women's shoes, which they had picked out. All in all, we were a handsome bunch.

At the studio the photographer had us assume numerous poses: He had me sit in a chair in the middle, flanked by Tina and Trish with the kids behind us; Tina and I sitting with the other four behind; and many other poses that did not work for Trish or Tina.

Tina finally took control. She had a mental image of what she wanted, and set about making it happen. She arranged three formal chairs in an arch in front of a dark grey background that would accentuate the red that would be in the portrait. She took a seat in the middle chair, her left leg crossed over her right. Trish sat in the chair to her right, with her right leg crossed over her left. Ellen sat in the chair on Tina's left with her left leg crossed over her right. Tina's right hand was on the arm of the chair with Trish's left hand on top of Tina's, holding it. Tina's left hand was on the other arm of the chair. Ellen's hands were clasped in front of her resting on her left knee. They sat with their backs elegantly straight. I stood behind Tina resting a hand on each shoulder. John stood behind his Aunt Trish and Mark was behind his twin sister. Both boys had their hands behind their backs.

I now understood Tina's vision. The portrait she had composed told the story of the connection the three of us shared. I was touching Tina, displaying my wedding bands. Tina and Trish were holding hands in a display of intimacy while showing off their wedding rings. The attire showed that we were all equal, yet different, and the positioning of the kids showed that they were a vital part of the family, but that they did not share in the intimate union with Tina, Trish, and me. It was brilliantly staged.

We also had the photographer shoot a couple of poses with just the three of us. One pose had us sitting in the chairs, holding hands in a way that displayed the ladies diamonds, and another with me sitting in the chair, a wife on each knee, their arms around my neck and their legs touching.

Tina also had the kids pose together in the three chairs, Mark and John on the outside and Ellen in the middle. Our sons insisted on holding their sister's hands. (This turned out to be one of our favorite photographs. Our children had never looked so happy to be together.)

Thanks to the technology of digital photography, we were able to preview the portraits before we left and order the prints we wanted. Our order was done before John left and he was able to take copies with him back to Afghanistan. 

Before we knew it, John's time with us was over. He spent his last night at home in bed with his mom and Aunt Trish. They gave him a loving private sendoff as only they could.

The next morning we loaded John's belongings into the trunk of the car. He shared a final tear filled farewell with his brother and sister before Tina, Trish and I took him to the airport for his flight.

We were not allowed to accompany him to the gate so we bid him goodbye before he went through security. I hugged him tightly, tears rolling down my cheeks. "I love you John, and I'm gonna miss you" I said as I rubbed his back.

"I love you, and I'm gonna miss you too, dad. I had a wonderful time with you."

"Be safe" I told him before letting him go.

Trish was next. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed him lovingly and said "Thank you for accepting me and loving me, John. I will think of you every day! Promise me you'll come home."

They hugged closely and John told her "You are such a wonderful part of this family. I will miss you, but I'll be back. I promise." John kissed away the tears on Trish's face.

"I don't want you to go!" Tina cried as she hugged her oldest child. "I had forgotten how much fun it is when you are home with us. Please John, promise me you'll come home to me! Promise me you'll come home!"

"I love you mom! I needed this time with all of you so much. I'm gonna come back. Don't worry. I'll be home again" he reassured.

"I love you, son" she said before letting go of his hard frame.

John grabbed his carry on, took a step back, and looked at each of us closely, memorizing the love that he saw, and without another word, turned, walked through security, and disappeared into the sea of travelers.

We remained there, watching him walk away until his form was gone.

We left the airport, silent and empty. 

When we arrived back at the house, there was a package waiting for us on the stoop. We took it inside and after opening it found a note from Whitney which read: "Since you enjoyed my outfit so much, I thought the two of you should have your own. Oh, and enjoy the movie! Love, Whit". Inside the box were two of the fish-net body stockings Whitney had worn on Christmas as well as a DVD. The three of us watched the DVD in bed that night. Whitney hadn't been kidding when she told John that her pussy was already in the movies. The entire DVD was a celebration of Whitney's meaty pussy being fucked, fingered, licked, and eaten by Mark and Ellen. Apparently, Ellen had found a worthy subject to film with the digital camera we had gotten her for her birthday. The movie may not have been a professional production, but it was good enough to arouse us and we masturbated each other while we watched. It helped take the edge off of missing John.

It was now February, and we had returned to our normal grind of work and school. It was Friday. Trish and Tina were preparing to leave for the weekend getaway I had given them for Christmas. They were as giddy as school girls as they packed for the trip, discussing how good the massages, mud baths, exfoliations, and everything else was going to be.

"We are going to be so beautiful when we come home Clark!" Trish said.

"You're both already beautiful. A mud bath isn't going to improve what you already have" I answered.

Before they left, Trish and Tina had me lay on my back on the bed, legs spread. With their specialized tools they removed the cock ring they had given me for Christmas, much to my disappointment.

"We need to take it off so you can receive your birthday present from us" Tina said as Trish handed me an envelope. I opened the envelope, and inside a romantic card signed by them both was a certificate for an appointment at the same salon that had done their permanent hair removal. "We're not happy that you can't shave around the ring, so you are to have your pubic hair permanently removed. The technician that will perform the procedure knows what we expect and will do as we have instructed. You just need to relax and enjoy it."

"Before you leave for your appointment tomorrow, be sure to get yourself ready, and don't shave!" Trish demanded.

"Do I get the ring back when you come home?" I asked.

"Of course! We like it even more than you do!" Trish answered.

Tina and Trish left that morning, and that night I slept alone in our expansive bed for the first time in months. I realized how much I enjoyed and needed their company.

My appointment was at 9:00am so I showered and "got ready" like I did every morning. 

I drove to the salon and walked in the front door. The space was wonderfully scented, like a woman's flowery perfume. Behind the counter was a very pretty, alabaster skinned redhead dressed in a perfectly white lab coat. She looked up from her desk and straight at me through her dark rimmed spectacles with her piercing green eyes. "Good morning! How may I help you today?" she asked in a very sweet voice.

"I have a nine o'clock appointment with Brenda" I answered.

"Mmm, yes. Mr. Pratt. We've been expecting you this morning. Brenda is preparing your room, and will be out shortly. Please, have a seat. My name is Katrina, and if you need anything, let me know!"

"Thank you, Katrina" I said as I sat in a luxuriously comfortable chair. I was a few minutes early and had anticipated the wait.

At precisely nine o'clock, a statuesque black woman emerged from the door to the right of the reception desk. She was also dressed in a perfectly pressed white lab coat that was buttoned to the top but did nothing to hide her fabulous figure. Her shiny black high heeled pumps clicked on the tile floor as she crossed over to me. Her long black hair was pulled back in a very tight pony tail exposing her slender, graceful neck. She sported the slightest Adam's apple, indicating to me she was a woman like Trish (which explained the instruction I received to make sure I had gotten myself "ready"). She too wore glasses which fit her oval face perfectly, and her legs were covered in very shiny, sheer hose. As she approached my chair she extended a delicate hand toward me and said "Good morning Clark. My name is Brenda, and I will be performing your procedure today. Thank you for being punctual."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Brenda" I said as I rose from the chair. I expected her to release my hand, but she held it in hers as we walked toward the door.

"No calls Katrina, please" Brenda told the pretty receptionist. Katrina nodded her affirmation.

We walked, hand in hand, to the rear of the building where Brenda directed me into the procedure room. I had expected a sterile white environment, but this room was painted in Earth shades and relatively dark. I thought that it looked more like a bedroom than a procedure room.

"I think it's wonderful that you took Trish as your wife, Clark. It's always a pleasure to hear of a man who accepts who he is" Brenda said. 

"She is a wonderful woman, and Tina and I love her very much. Marrying her was the right thing to do" I answered, causing Brenda to smile.

"I assume you know why you are here Clark?" she asked as she directed me to have a seat.

"I do" I answered, lowering myself into the appointed chair.

"What we are going to do this morning is a permanent chemical hair removal. We have found it to be equally as effective as laser hair removal, but the recovery time is considerably shorter."

"OK, sounds good" I answered, not knowing what else to say.

"Do you have any questions before we get started?" she asked.

"I don't think so" I answered.

"Good. Why don't you undress and have a seat on the table then."

I complied with her direction, and removed my pants and boxers, taking a seat on the procedure table.

Brenda turned and looked at me. "Clark, I thought I told you to undress" she said sternly.

I realized at that point she had meant "undress" undress, and removed the rest of my clothing.

"Much better" she said, stepping between my legs at the front of the table. On either side of the table she extended some arms that contained stirrups. "Scoot forward on the table please" she requested, and I complied. "A little more... good" she stopped me when my butt was nearly hanging off the table. Lifting each foot she placed the heel in the stirrups and secured my feet in place with Velcro straps. "This is for my protection" she said with a smile. "I don't want you to kick me during the procedure."

With my feet secured, she spread the stirrup arms out, taking my legs with them until my cock, balls, and asshole were all exposed. "I need access to all of you to complete the procedure as specified by your wives" she advised and turned away to wash her hands.

I was half sitting up on the table with my legs spread wide and secured. Being spread out like this in front of Brenda caused a surge of blood to my groin, and I started to swell and by the time she dried her hands I was hard.

When Brenda came back to the table she noticed my erection and smiled contentedly, knowing full well the effect she was having on me.

"You have a very nice cock, Clark" she said as she reached for and grabbed my hard-on. "Let me take care of this." Brenda's other hand was under her lab coat, massaging her own cock, no doubt hoping to stick it in my exposed ass.

"Um, Brenda, I'm happily married, and I'd rather take care of it myself or let it just go away, if... that's... OK?" I asked.

A wide smile appeared on Brenda's face and continued to fist my cock for a couple of minutes, not wanting to release it. "Are you sure, Clark? Are you absolutely sure you don't want my girl-cock inside of you?" she said, her seven inch ebony spear now sticking out from the front of her lab coat as she continued to stroke both of our cocks. It was a mouth watering sight, and I know I would have enjoyed being fucked by this lovely dark skinned woman.

"I'm sure" I answered. I hesitated a few seconds, reveling in the feel of her soft hand on my hard cock. "Maybe I can get a rain check?" I asked with a devilish grin.

"I think I can do that that! Maybe even make it a foursome with Tina and Trish?" That thought intrigued me. "Now, let's get started. I guess I'll be able to work around this" Brenda said as she gave my cock a couple more strokes, a wicked, playful grin stretched across her face. 

"OK" was all I could say.

Brenda went about the task of applying a thick cream to my penis, scrotum, and the crack of my ass, as well as to an arch of skin just above the base of my cock. When Brenda was certain the cream had been applied evenly and symmetrically she positioned a system of lights between my legs which brightly illuminated my entire nether region. "These are ultraviolet lights that will activate the chemicals I have applied to your genitals. You may feel some slight discomfort, but it is important you do not touch the chemicals. I will be back to check on you in about thirty minutes" she said, patting my thigh before leaving the room.

I lay there while the ointment worked it's magic. My cock thankfully deflated waiting for Brenda to return to finish her work.

I must have dozed a little, and was startled to hear a knock on the door before it opened and closed again, the lock clicking again.

"Let's see how things are going." It was Brenda, and she looked closely at the area she had treated. "Excellent" she said and turned the lights off. I was plunged into darkness as my eyes adjusted to the sudden dimness of the room. Brenda produced a pan of warm, scented water and a soft wash cloth and washed the chemicals from my groin and ass. Her cloth covered hands massaged my cock and pressed on my asshole. Was she trying to get me hard? Once the chemicals were gone she again inspected her work. "Perfect" she declared.

The combination of the warm water and her intimate touching had made me hard again.

"Mmm" she hummed. "Tina and Trish told me that this would happen. I hate to leave you in this condition Clark, but I have instructions to send you home like this" She said in a lustful tone.

"Umm, sure, yeah" I answered in frustration.

"You're all done Clark. Go ahead and get dressed" I did as she instructed, and when I was clothed Brenda extended her hand to shake mine again. "It was a pleasure meeting you. I hope I get the opportunity to perform a different "procedure" on you someday" Brenda said with a wink and a smile.

She then walked out the door.

I drove straight home. I was still hard from Brenda's ministrations and the thought of being fucked by her beautiful black cock, and had decided I was going straight to our bedroom to jack off as soon as I got home.

Parking the car in the drive, I hustled straight to our room, threw off my clothes and flopped onto the bed. I fondled my cock and balls, thrilled by the total absence of hair and stubble. I had just wrapped my right hand around my erection when the bathroom door opened. 

Our daughter Ellen walked from the bathroom toward the bed. "Hi daddy" she said in a sexy little voice.

"Hi sweetheart. You surprised me" I said, not bothering to cover my nakedness or arousal.

"Mom and Aunt Trish called. They said they spoke to Brenda and that you were a very good boy, but that you might need some help" she said, smiling ear to ear. I could only see her from the waist up, but could see she was naked. Her firm breasts rose and fell as she breathed and her nipples were hard. She was obviously excited about the situation. As she walked around the side of the bed my eyes roamed her body, and it was then that I saw her cock.

My beautiful daughter was wearing her mom's RealDoe strap on, sans harness.

"Do you like?" she asked. 

I nodded. The RealDoe stuck up from her groin like a real erection, and the color of the phallus was very close to the color of her skin. It looked like it was really her cock.

She lowered a hand to the jutting silicone phallus and gave it a couple of strokes. "I love the way I look with a cock, daddy. Judging by your "condition" I think you like the way I look too!"

"Sweetheart, you look fantastic!" 

"Thank you daddy. Would you like your baby girl to help you cum daddy?"

"I would like that very much" I answered, suddenly finding it difficult to breathe.

Ellen climbed onto the bed and straddled my left thigh. Pressing her crotch against me she humped my leg, driving the bulb of the dildo deeper into her and causing the ridges on the base of the shaft to rub against her clit, making her moan. I could feel a slight vibration from the bullet in the base of the dildo. I wondered how it felt inside of her. 

She bent over and lowered herself to me, pressing her breasts into my chest and kissing me deeply while continuing to thrust against my thigh. While still kissing me, Ellen climbed off my thigh and positioned herself between my legs forcing them apart to accommodate her body. Her fake cock now rubbed against my very real, and very hard, penis. I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her youthful body tightly to mine.

"You feel wonderful against me sweetheart" I murmured.

"I'm glad you like it daddy." Ellen raised her torso and produced a bottle of lube from under one of the pillows, causing me to think this was all planned well in advance. My daughter pumped the bottle a couple of times and smeared the cool, slippery gel onto both of our cocks. She lowered herself to me again and again began to hump against my body, this time our slick cocks slid effortlessly against each other's bodies. It was just as hot as when Trish did this to me. Ellen's mouth was again on mine, her tongue playing with mine. Every now and then I could hear her mew as the dildo rubbed her in all the right places.

"I want to fuck you daddy" Ellen hissed, still humping against me.

"I want you to fuck me too, baby girl. Please put your big hard cock in me" I begged.

Ellen rose up unto her knees between my legs. She pumped a little more lube onto her fingers and lovingly applied it to my asshole, pushing some of the gel inside me. My eyes were fixed on her beautiful face as she prepared me. Her eyes were burning with desire.

She scooted forward on her knees getting as close to me as she could. Ellen grabbed the base of her cock with her right hand and lowered the head so it was positioned at my entrance. 

And then she stopped. She held the head of her cock against my asshole, teasing me, a wicked smile on her face.

"Take me baby girl. Fuck me."

Ellen slowly pressed her hips toward mine, edging the head of the dildo into me. My body instinctively relaxed and allowed the intruder to slip into my tight canal. Ellen had about three inches of her cock into me when I felt her fist contact my ass. She took her hand away and I lifted my legs, spreading myself wide, and wrapped them around her back. Smiling into each other's eyes she pushed herself the rest of the way in until she bottomed out.




My Journey Ch. 08



She placed a hand on either side of my neck and rested there with her cock buried deep inside of me, a look of total glee on her face. 

"I'm inside of you!" she said with astonishment. "This is so fucking wild!"

"You feel so good sweetheart. I love you young lady."

"I love you too daddy" she said before kissing me and beginning to move her hips.

Without a harness, her first couple of thrusts were difficult as my ass gripped her cock. After a few moments I began to loosen, easing the grip my sphincter had on her dildo and allowing her to slide in and out more easily. 

Once she was able to slide into me easily she really started to fuck me. Hard. Fast. Deep. I was in heaven. My beautiful eighteen year old daughter was fucking my ass and I was loving it.

Ellen lowered herself to me a little so the stiff points of her breasts dragged across my torso with each of her thrusts. My legs were still wrapped around her, and I pulled myself up to meet her with each penetration, my lubricated cock rubbed against her belly as she sawed her faux penis in and out of my sensitive passage. Ellen hung her head down, looking between our bodies as she watched her cock piston into my clutching butt. "That is so fucking hot" she whispered, her eyes not leaving the sight between our groins. 

The stimulation she was receiving from the vibrating bullet and the clitoral ridges snuck up on her, and her orgasm caught her by surprise. As she came she rammed her cock home and stopped, letting her pleasure wash over her.

Once she recovered she looked into my eyes, her mouth agape in surprise at the intensity of her cum. "I have to have one of these for my own" she said. "Will you buy me one daddy? Will you buy me one so I can fuck Whitney? And Aunt Trish?" she panted.

I just wanted her to start fucking me again, but I answered "They're pretty expensive sweetheart. Can't you share mom's?"

"Do you want me to stop fucking you daddy?" she asked.

"No honey. I want you to fuck me. I want you to make me cum"

"Then promise you'll buy me one" she demanded, her smile gone.

I paused, waiting for her poker face to crack. When it didn't, I caved. "OK, OK, I'll buy you one, just fuck me!" I pleaded.

"Good boy!" she said and began driving her hardness into my willing body again.

Ellen allowed her body to collapse on top of mine while she rocked her hips and drove her cock into me. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close while she kissed, licked, and nibbled at my neck and ear. Her thrusting had me moaning and sighing in pleasure.

"You like having your daughter fuck your ass, don't you daddy?" she whispered as she continued her necking. 

"I do sweetie. I love having you fuck me" I answered.

"Good, 'cuz I like fucking you." She was beginning to pant now. "I'll fuck you like this whenever you need it daddy. Anytime."

Ellen was driving hard into me now, breathing heavily. 

"I'm gonna cum again daddy. I want you to cum with me" Ellen announced.

"I'm very close sweetie. Fuck me harder" I answered. Her thrusting became more intense, and with her body against mine my cock was firmly pressed against her, her belly sliding on my oozing spear. 

"OH! OH! Daddy! I'm cumming!" Her body shook and quivered in my arms. 

I held her close to me and urged "Keep fucking me sweetheart! Don't stop! Don't stop!" Ellen continued to rock her cock into me as hard and as fast as she could. "I'm there sweetie! Daddy's gonna cum! Keep fucking me!"

As my daughter continued to stroke into my ass, I felt my cock get impossibly stiff and the head swelled to where I thought it would burst. The dam broke and my cum poured from the end of my cock in a long stream before it pulsed a couple of times, emptying me of my semen and then falling silent, completely drained.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" I heard her whisper in my ringing ear. "Oh my God! That was fucking unbelievable! Dad! Fuck! I loved that!" she said, still rolling her hips and slowly sliding her cock in and out of me, my cum squishing between our now sweaty bodies. "Dad! Oh my God! You came like a fire hose! Fuck! That was so awesome! Did I do good daddy?"

"You fucked me so good sweetie! You're a natural!" I confessed. I lowered my legs from her back.

Ellen then covered my face and neck with tiny little gentle kisses, whispering "I love you" between each one. I held her tightly, her cock still inside of me, thrusting slightly ever few seconds.

"I want to do that again" She stated.

"Now?" I asked.

"Well, I'd like to, but I know you need to recover. I just want to fuck you again. And again. And again" she said.

"That's up to your mom and Aunt Trish" I answered.

Ellen lay on top of me for a long time, every now and then sliding her cock in and out a couple of inches. It's one of the great things about the RealDoe, it never goes soft. Eventually she withdrew completely from me and removed the bulb from her pussy. She turned off the bullet and placed the RealDoe on the nightstand. We cuddled there in bed, the two of us, stroking one another's skin and just looking at each other. 

"The three of you are very lucky to have each other. You know that" Ellen said, breaking the silence.

"I do. Finding one soul mate is a big deal. But finding two?"

Ellen smiled, knowing how much I truly loved her mom and Aunt Trish.

My daughter and I spent the rest of the afternoon in bed and made love in a number of positions, including Ellen fucking me from behind with the RealDoe. We fell asleep, limbs entangled, exhausted from the days play.

The following day Trish and Tina returned from their spa weekend. They were fully aware of all that had happened the previous day at the salon as Brenda had called and apprised them, and they in turn had called Ellen and given her permission and instruction to "take care of me" when I got home. 

I met them at the door when they returned, welcoming each with a hug and a kiss.

"We are so proud of you, baby" Trish cooed as she hugged me. "Brenda is hard to resist, and you impressed her by not giving in to her charms."

"It wasn't easy. She's a very pretty woman and I admit that I would like to have had that black cock inside of me" I confessed.

"We would have been fine with it if you had let her do you Clark. Really" Trish replied.

"I know you would have been OK with it, but I wouldn't have been. So, how was the get-away?"

"We had a wonderful weekend. Thank you for giving us time alone" Tina said as she hugged me from the other side. "Did Ellen take care of the hard-on Brenda left you with?" she asked with a knowing grin.

"She took care of the one Brenda left me with, and the three or four more that she caused" I confessed bringing laughter from the two women. "Before I forget, I promised Ellen her own RealDoe, so next time you wind up wherever you got yours, pick one up for her, will ya?"

Tina looked at me with a "no fucking way" smirk on her face. "You can get it for her mister. I didn't make any promises" Tina said defiantly, causing Trish to giggle.

I helped them put away their luggage before sitting down at the table for a light meal and a play by play recounting of their weekend. Sea weed wraps, mud baths, almond oil massages, sugar scrubs, manicures, pedicures, scalp massages, on and on the list went. Oh, and the lovemaking the two of them shared between pamperings. I had to admit that the two of them glowed, but I could not discern if it was from the pampering or a weekend of love between the two of them. 

We finished our chat, cleaned up the kitchen, and retired to the bedroom. Once we were in bed, they inspected the work Brenda had done before placing the gold cock ring back on me. They took turns licking and sucking my penis until I was hard, making out with each other each time they exchanged possession of my cock.

When I was sufficiently aroused, Tina lay on her back with her head on one of the pillows. She spread her legs and began run her fingers through her wet slit and over her clit. "I want to feel your tongue on my pussy, honey" Tina beckoned.

I was quick to get between her legs and lowered my mouth to her sex. I loved eating Tina's pussy and I was determined to show her just how much. My mouth covered her mound and I stuck my tongue between her swollen labia, jamming it in as far as possible. 

Without even realizing it, I was kneeling between Tina's legs with my ass high up in the air. Trish was quick to take advantage of my position and knelt behind me, spreading my ass cheeks and lavishing my asshole with her talented tongue. Her hand was between my legs tugging and stroking my erection.

The room was filled with the sounds of slurping, smacking, and satisfied moans and groans as the three of us pleasured each other.

I slipped two fingers into Tina's now dripping wet slick pussy and began to pump into her as my tongue focused on her clit. Trish was still rimming and probing my ass with her tongue while jerking my cock.

"I have to fuck you baby. Now" Trish asserted. "Stick your cock in your wife's pussy and fuck her baby."

I complied without hesitation, moving my body up Tina's until the head of my cock made contact with her pussy. When I was face to face with her, Tina took my face in her hands and licked all of her juices off of my face.

"Fuck me" was all she said.

I slipped my cock into her slick tunnel in one motion and began thrusting into her eagerly.

Trish was kneeling directly behind me now, and gripped my hips to halt my movements. She then pressed the head of her cock against my saliva coated ass and began to press. I willed my sphincter to relax and allowed her entire length to sink into me until her sac was pressed against my perineum.

"Oh I missed your ass baby" Trish sighed.

"I missed your cock Trish" I exhaled.

"I love how your cock feels when Trish fucks your ass Clark" Tina commented.

We were experienced in this position, and quickly fell into rhythm. Each time I withdrew from Tina's pussy, I impaled myself on Trish's cock. I loved this position, and it always put me into sensory overload. Tina's wet pussy caressed and massaged my cock while she gazed into my eyes and Trish's pole probed the depths of my ass as her hands roamed over my back and sides. 

It only took a few minutes of this intense stimulation for me to reach my orgasm. Two of the most beautiful women in the world were making love to me front and back. No matter how often we fucked like this, the emotional and physical sensations always caused me to cum quickly. Which I did. Hard.

Things were a little fuzzy for me after my orgasm as I "went away" for a few seconds. Tina's growls brought me back to my senses, and I felt her pussy spasming on my cock as she came. Trish was fucking me as hard as she could, her thrusts driving my cock into Tina's cumming pussy. I sensed that Trish's long strokes had slowly switched to shorter, more urgent, stabs. She was panting and about to cum. 

"I love you baby! I love fucking your ass! I'm gonna cum baby, I'm gonna cum! Are you ready?"

"Cum inside me! Fuck me harder! I want to feel your cum! God, your cock feels so good!" I blathered.

"OH! OH! OH!" she grunted as she drove into me. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming baby!"

I felt her cock jerk inside my rectum, and the hot, white cream splash against the walls of my ass.

"Fuck yeah! Fuck! Fuck! Aaarrrrgh!" she grunted as she deposited her precious load inside of me. Trish stroked into me every couple of seconds before collapsing on my back, her breasts mashed against me. I collapsed on top of Tina, rolling slightly to my left so we could share in a three way post orgasm kiss. The women had their arms wrapped around all of us as all three of our tongues met and playfully lapped at each other.

"You went away again" Tina said, looking into my eyes, obvious concern on her face.

"Yeah I did. Seems to happen whenever we make love in this position" I answered.

"Are you OK?" Trish asked as she continued to gently buck her hips, trying to fuck me more with her softening cock.

"I'm fine! It's just total overload for me to have two beautiful women that I love fucking me at the same time."

"That was pretty intense" Trish added.

"Oh, honey, you're sliding out of me sweetie" Tina disappointedly groaned as my cock softened and slipped from her gooey pussy.

Trish extricated herself from me and unceremoniously pushed me aside so she could get between Tina's legs and lap up my deposit. "This tastes so much better than just straight pussy. Mmm, Mmmmm, mmmm" she hummed as she devoured our wife's proffered creampie.

Not one to be left out, I positioned myself behind Trish and feasted on her luscious, musky asshole while she ate Tina to a shuddering orgasm.

That night I fell asleep with a wife on either side of me, comforted that the two women I loved more than my own life were back in my bed and my arms.



My Journey Ch. 09



This is the ninth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 8 first. Thank you to all who read my first eight submissions and provided feedback.

This is a work of erotic fiction, and all characters in this story are over the age of 18 years.

Since it's been awhile, here's a list of the main characters: Clark Pratt -- Middle aged patriarch Tina Pratt -- Clark's female wife and mother of their children Trish Pratt -- Transexual wife of Clark and Tina Mark Pratt -- 18 year old son Ellen Pratt -- 18 year old daughter Whitney -- Mark's fiancée and Ellen's bi lover

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The remainder of the spring flew by and May was upon us before we knew it. The entire family was busy preparing for a very big weekend at the end of the month. Our twins, Mark and Ellen, and our "adopted" daughter Whitney would graduate on the last Saturday of May. Mark and Whitney would be married in a private ceremony at our home the following day, and Mark would be leaving for Marine Corp boot camp the following Saturday.

My wives, Tina and Trish, and I worked all month mailing invitations and preparing to host a pool party following the graduation ceremony. We weeded, edged, and re-mulched the flower beds. I cleaned the pool, trimmed trees and shrubs, and did general cleanup around the house. Our intense work paid off, and we had all of the difficult work done with a week to spare. That allowed us to spend time with the kids and prepare ourselves mentally for what I knew would be an emotional weekend.

On Wednesday, Whitney informed us that her mom and dad weren't doing anything for her graduation and asked if she could hang out at Mark's and Ellen's party on Saturday.

"We were kind of anticipating that Whitney," Tina confessed. "so the invitations we sent out were for you, too. I hope you don't mind us being so... forward."

"Really? You did that for me?"

"Of course we did! You're family sweetheart!" answered Tina.

Whitney threw her arms around Tina's neck and through her tears whispered "I love you mom. Thank you for caring for me."

"Oh, my precious Whitney, it was the right thing to do!"

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For the entire week leading up to the party, our family refrained from indulging in any "extra-curricular" activity, preparing for the unannounced (but likely) after-the-party party.

The graduation ceremony itself was a dignified affair. The high school band (sans the seniors) muddled their way through numerous verses of "Pomp and Circumstance" as the graduates filed into the gymnasium and took their seats at the front of the sea of chairs.

Once the grads were all in their assigned places, the band croaked out "The Star Spangled Banner" and the seemingly endless stream of sugary sweet speeches began.

Of course, it was still emotional for Tina, Trish, and me. Our youngest children were going to be leaving, and our lives would be forever different.

Mark and Ellen surprised us, and the administration, by holding hands and walking across the stage together to receive their diplomas. The three of us were thrilled to see the kids with gold cords around their necks, signifying their grade point average was in the top ten percent of their class. After receiving their diplomas, Mark and Ellen hugged on stage before he swept her off her feet and carried her down the steps back to their seats to the thunderous applause of their classmates and the laughter of the crowd.

We cheered for Whitney when her name was called, and she strode across the stage with the gold cords around her neck as well.

Needless to say, we were very proud parents that afternoon.

Following the ceremony, we gathered outside for pictures. Ellen furiously snapped photos of her brother and classmates with the camera we had given her, and Trish and Tina clicked away with theirs.

"Let's go over by that grove of trees for a minute. I want to get a special picture with just Whitney" Ellen instructed.

So we made our way to a clump of trees that separated us a little from the rest of the crowd and provided considerable privacy. Ellen and Whitney looked at each other, smiled and giggled.

With their backs to the rest of the crowd Whitney commanded "Get those cameras ready!"

Trish and Tina looked through their viewfinders and started snapping photos.

"Are you ready?" Ellen asked Whitney.

Whitney could only smile as she and Ellen unzipped their gowns and opened them.

The two young ladies had the provocatively good taste to wear their gowns with just garters and stockings underneath. They stood wantonly, legs slightly spread and breasts on full display. Their smooth hairless pubis were engorged, indicating their aroused state.

As I looked on, the only thing I could hear over the pulse pounding in my ears was the non-stop clicking of the shutters on Trish's and Tina's cameras.

Whitney and Ellen ate up the attention and reveled in the looks on our shocked faces. Before zipping back up the two young ladies turned toward each other (careful not to expose themselves to the crowd), slipped an arm around the others waist and kissed each other deeply, their adjacent breasts mashing together.

The cameras continued to click.

"I love you" Ellen whispered.

"I love you too, Ellen" Whitney replied.

They quickly zipped back up and went to join the rest of their friends as if nothing happened.

The three of us took a little longer to recover.

"So... That was...that was...pretty hot." Trish finally managed.

"Yes. Yes it was" Tina offered.

I didn't say anything. I was too busy trying to figure out how I was going to hide my erection.

Once the pictures with their friends were all done, we headed back to the house to entertain our expected guests.

After our arrival back at the house I excused myself to take a quick shower so I could make sure I was "clean" for what might happen later. I donned some more comfortable clothes (shorts and a polo) and a pair of dark sunglasses, and I am thankful I did.

A steady stream of guests came and left. Most were the kid's classmates but others were neighbors and acquaintances of ours. Our guests enjoyed plenty of food and some took advantage of the pool.

I can't speak for Trish and Tina, but I endured an extended duration of heightened arousal as I watched attractive young men and women cavort in the pool and hit on Whitney, Ellen and Trish; advances that were either rebuffed or ignored. I even noticed that some of Mark's friends cast lingering glances at Tina. Tina also noticed the activity as I saw her frequently glancing in my direction throughout the afternoon.

As evening approached the crowds began to thin, eventually leaving only our "family". I went in the house and turned off all of the lights and locking the doors, giving indication to all that our party was over.

We did a cursory cleanup of the backyard so there would be less to do in the morning. Some of the work would have to wait because I had a gut feeling there were other celebratory activities that were yet to take place.

During the clean-up I noticed that Mark and Whitney had gone into the house. If they were as affected by the day's activities as I was I could not blame them for seeking a little relief.

As I put away the last of the tables and chairs, I realized I was the only one in the backyard. The patio door opened and Mark joined me in the backyard. He looked flushed, as if he was embarrassed, but the lump in his shorts also indicated he was more than a little turned on. Mark sauntered over to the pool and sat down in a lounge chair.

"That was a great party dad. Thanks for putting it on" he said.

"You're welcome Mark. It was a lot of fun for us too" I replied.

I finally took a moment to relax in a chair a few feet from Mark, my back to the pool. The sun was getting low in the late afternoon sky so I took off my shades and relaxed with my head back and my eyes closed.

My eyes fluttered open when I heard the patio door open. Once able to focus again I could see Trish, Tina, Ellen, Whitney, and surprise guest Brenda stride through the door and across the lawn toward the pool.

In my mind it was like watching a Victoria's Secret ad. Five gorgeous women, side by side with hips swaying, closing the distance between us. The scene was so sexy it seemed to play itself out in slow motion.

All five women sported an erection from between their legs. Tina and Ellen wore their Real-Doe strapless dildos and Whitney wore a realistic looking cock held in place by a "jock strap" type harness which left her incredibly beautiful pussy exposed and available. Trish's and Brenda's erections were, of course, their own and they were absolutely mouth-watering.

It was a stunning sight.

Trish walked directly to Mark and took his hands in hers. She pulled him out of his chair and immediately dropped his shorts which he stepped out of. Trish threw her arms around Mark's neck and pressed her naked body firmly against his, their cocks rubbing against each other as she kissed him ferociously. Whitney approached Mark from behind and pressed her nude form against his back, sliding her strap-on between Mark's ass cheeks. Her hips rolled as she slipped the rubber cock against his asshole.

Brenda, Tina, and Ellen walked straight toward me, all displaying looks of intense desire. Ellen took my hands and pulled me out of my chair. Tina was behind me and immediately dropped my shorts while Ellen pulled my polo over my head. I was now completely naked, surrounded by beautiful women with equally beautiful cocks.

Ellen stepped aside and Brenda quickly took her place, embracing me and placing her full, luscious lips against mine. Her hips thrust slightly forward and she rubbed her black cock against mine. Ellen moved behind Brenda, placed her Real-Doe in the crack of Brenda's ass and reached her hands between us to caress Brenda's firm tits and tweak her protruding chocolate nipples. Tina was behind me, her Real-Doe pressed firmly between my butt cheeks, her hands on Brenda's hips pulling the statuesque woman against me.

Tina's tongue snaked into my ear. Her breathing was heavy, almost desperate. She whispered "Brenda has been waiting for this, honey", her tongue plunging into me again as I groaned. Her head moved to the other side and she licked and sucked that ear as well.

"Do you want her to fuck you, honey?" she asked in a throaty, faint whisper. "Will you let her fuck your ass while I watch?"

Brenda continued to hump against me while she sucked and devoured my tongue. All I could do was groan into her mouth as Tina probed my sensitive ear with her tongue and pushed against my ass with her phallus.

Brenda broke our kiss, placed her head next to mine and kissed my wife with her tongue before breathing "I love the cock ring Clark." I had grown so accustomed to having it on I rarely thought of it anymore, but I was glad she noticed it. She again placed her mouth against mine and pressed her tongue into my mouth. Repositioning her face next to mine she pressed her smooth cheek against my cheek and whispered "You want to suck my cock before I fuck you with it, don't you Clark?" Again she invaded my mouth with her talented tongue. All I could do was groan and thrust my hips back at her. Her raging erection felt glorious rubbing against mine.

Brenda shifted away from me and lowered herself to the grass. She leaned back on her elbows with her legs spread in wordless invitation, her magnificent black cock rose from her groin and rested on her flat tummy. Her cock was perfect on her. It was dark brown, the head being a couple of shades lighter than the shaft. It was the perfect blend of the masculine and the feminine.

"Show me you can suck cock as well as Trish says you can."

The brief break in the action gave me a chance to see what the other group was up to. Trish was still kissing Mark deeply, their tongues wrestling while Trish stroked Mark's cheek with her left hand and his throbbing cock with her right. Whitney was still behind Mark, her strap-on cock thrusting against him while she kissed his neck and pinched his nipples. I now knew why the two had disappeared during cleanup: Whitney had prepared Mark to take her dildo in his ass.

As if in a dream state I lowered myself to my knees in front of the black goddess. With my right hand I grasped the ebony cock in front of me causing Brenda to completely recline in the cool, lush grass. Ellen wasted no time straddling Brenda's face, the base of her cock resting on Brenda's chin. I stroked the impressive brown pole as I marveled at it's size. It was not huge, but it was bigger than mine or Trish's, both in length and circumference. When I heard Ellen groan from the pleasurable probing her ass was taking from Brenda's tongue, I lowered my mouth onto the mocha colored head and sucked while I continued to stroke the coffee colored shaft.

I felt Tina kneel behind me and instinctively lowered my hips by spreading my knees apart.

"Oooh, such a good boy" Tina cooed. "We need to loosen you up a little before Brenda fucks you with that gorgeous cock." I felt Tina press the lubricated tip of her silicone cock against my ass. As the head slid into me I moaned on the cock in my mouth. Ellen stroked her faux cock as she rocked her hips against the tongue invading her backside.

As I pleasured the cock in my mouth I heard Trish praising Mark as she had done at Christmas. He was stroking Trish's clit now and she proclaimed how good his hands were before telling him "We both know you regret not sucking my cock at Christmas. I want you to do it now. Show me you're a real man like your dad. Love my cock like your dad does, honey".

Trish made her way to the shallow pool and lay on her back, legs spread wide, her right hand grasping her beautifully hard penis. "Make love to my cock with your mouth, sweetie" she beckoned.

Mark knelt between her spread legs with his ass high in the air and took Trish's she-cock in his mouth and began to work it with his lips and tongue. Whitney moved behind Mark and kneeled down. "While you're doing that lover, I'm going to make your ass mine!" Whit applied a generous amount of lube to Mark and to her dildo before she began to feed her strap-on into her fiancé's virgin ass.

As the length of her cock eased into my son I heard her say "I've wanted this for so long lover. Let me make you all mine. Give yourself to me honey! Let me make you MY man!" Once her cock was buried completely inside him, she grabbed his throbbing erection with her still greasy right hand and stroked him while she slowly, lovingly plunged her cock in and out of his clutching ass.

Mark stopped sucking Trish just long enough to mutter "Fuck me Whitney! Fuck me!"

Tina was still sliding her silicone cock in and out of my ass while I sucked Brenda's meaty staff. Brenda voiced her appreciation for my efforts as she extricated herself from under Ellen and, holding my face in her hands, lifted my sucking mouth from her cock. Tina continued to fuck me.

"I want to cum inside you" Brenda confessed.

Tina withdrew from my rectum and I crawled up Brenda's body until I straddled her waist. Tina wrapped her hand around the woman's penis and held it while I lowered myself onto it. Thank God Tina had loosened me up! Brenda's swollen clit stretched me out as it slid into my depths. Once she was all the way in I fell to her chest. My mouth sought her mouth, my tongue sought her tongue as I kept myself motionless, reveling in the sensation of having this beautiful woman's cock inside of me. Brenda was not moving either, reveling in the tightness of her newest lover's ass.

"Oh my God Clark, you look so hot with that black cock inside of you! How does it feel baby?" Tina lustfully moaned, her voice dripping with arousal.

I showed her by rocking my hips, allowing an inch or two of the wonderful cock to slide in and out of me.

Breaking from my kiss with Brenda I sat up and raised my ass allowing Brenda to fuck me proper.

"You have become such a good little cock slut, Clark. Make her cum. Make her cum in your ass!" Tina commanded. I was surprised by her words and her dominance.

Tina moved around to my right side and lowered her face to my painfully erect and oozing cock. She slurped it into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head before releasing me and saying "Ellen, honey? Get behind mommy and fuck her!" Tina again took my length into her hot sucking mouth.

Tina still had her Real-Doe inserted in her pussy so Ellen slipped the business end of her silicone dong into her mom's ass, eliciting a deep, long groan of appreciation from Tina.

Looking toward the other group to see what was going on I heard Mark groan repeatedly as jism spurted from the end of his cock into the water between Trish's splayed legs.

"OH! Honey! That didn't take long at all! You must have really liked that!" Whitney pressed her tits against Mark's back kissing his neck and back. She stroked his now ultra-sensitive cock and thrust her hips into him. "Tell me lover," she whispered in his ear "was it the cock in your mouth or the one in your ass that got you off so fast?"

Mark didn't answer her.

"I think it was the one in your ass." Whitney's thrusting slowed to a halt. "What do you say we let Trish finish inside of you, hmm?"

Whitney withdrew her strap-on from Mark, Trish stood and got behind Mark, pushing him to his belly in the shallow pool. Trish straddled his butt, her saliva dripping cock between the young man's ass cheeks. With her right had she pushed her erection down, aligning it with Mark's stretched entrance and pushed her hips forward, sliding effortlessly into my son's recently fucked tunnel. Trish lowered her torso so her breasts were firmly pressed against Mark's back. "You feel so good sweetie. I've wanted to make love to you like this for a very long time." She paused as she began to fuck Mark. His hips were rising slightly to meet her thrusts now, causing her to grin victoriously. "You've wanted it too, haven't you?" Mark did not answer. "Do you like having Aunt Trish's cock inside of you? Is Aunt Trish's girl-cock gonna make you cum?" Mark's only response was a moan as he exhaled. "I want you to cum for me honey. Show me how much you love me and cum for me" she encouraged as she began to really stroke her perfect she-cock in and out of our son.

Whitney was behind Trish doing her best to lick my wife's asshole. Trish halted her fucking for a moment and looking over her shoulder said "Whitney, would you be a dear and stick that cock of yours in me? I want you to fuck me while I make love to your fiancé."

"I thought you'd never ask!" Whitney chimed as she took up position behind my transsexual wife and inserted her rubber prick into Trish's succulent, perfect asshole.

Once Whitney's cock was buried inside of Trish's rectum, they both began to thrust; Trish into Mark and Whitney into Trish.

What an incredibly erotic and mind-blowing scene! My shemale wife was making anal love to our son while his fiancé fucked her. I was being mercifully fucked by a gorgeous black shemale while my other wife sucked my cock and our daughter fucked her ass. "What a great movie this would make" I thought to myself.

Whitney leaned into Trish's back and worked her hands under Trish to cup and fondle her tits while she drove into the pretty shemale's ass.

Trish was still stroking in and out of Mark, her balls slapping against his perineum and her thrusts causing Mark's cock to rub against the pebbled surface of the pool floor.

"So good. So good. Fuck me. Fuck me." Mark babbled, almost incoherently.

"Oh Mark, honey, your ass feels so good around my cock. You're gonna make me cum sweetie. Will you cum with me Mark? I want you to cum with your Aunt Trish!"




My Journey Ch. 09



"Don't stop Aunt Trish. Don't stop making love to me. I'm so close. So close!" he declared.

Whitney was beginning to show signs of a pending orgasm as well. "Cum for her Mark. I want to see the two of you cum together!" she encouraged, her voice betraying her approaching orgasm.

The pebbled pool surface rubbing the sensitive underside of his cock and the delicious pleasure of Trish's cock in his ass was too much for Mark.

"He's gonna cum Aunt Trish. I can tell. Are you ready? Are you close?" Whitney begged.

"Oh yes, oh yes! Fuck me Whit. Fuck my ass!" Trish answered.

"Oh God! Oh GodohGodohGod!" Mark exclaimed from his position on the bottom.

Trish's long, deep thrusts became short, violent stabs as she ejaculated in her son's ass.

Whitney convulsed against Trish's back as she too came just seconds later. I thought I could hear her ejaculate splashing into the pool.

Brenda was now thrusting into me in earnest. Tina was fellating me as if it was her life support. Ellen continued to fuck her mom's ass from behind.

I knew from experience that Ellen could cum just from using the Real-Doe. She came while fucking me with it a number of weeks ago, and when she pressed her breasts into her mom's back and reached around to grab Tina's tits I could see she was getting close. Ellen's long, deep strokes were replaced with short, violent thrusts that were so intense they caused Tina's Real-Doe to slap against her belly.

Ellen came first, her entire body shuddering in pleasure as she continued to fuck her mom. The combination of the sucking mouth on my cock and the fleshy probe plunging into me, rubbing my prostrate was too much and I released a torrent of semen into my wife's suctioning mouth. The pulsing of my sphincter around Brenda's cock (and the totally taboo experience) caused Brenda to go over the edge. With a torrent of dirty talk flowing from her mouth she deposited her cream into my thoroughly fucked ass as we both moaned from the pleasure of the sensation.

Tina released my cock and shouted "Harder! HARDER! Don't stop honey! Fuck me! FUCK MEEEE!" she wailed as her daughter-induced orgasm swept over her. Ellen continued to pump into her mom's ass until her orgasm subsided.

Tina then made her way out from under Ellen and pushed her daughter down to the grass. Tina was nearly frantic. She grasped the base of Ellen's real-Doe and removed the bulb from the young woman's vagina. Tina positioned herself between her daughter's legs and unceremoniously slipped her cock into the swampy pussy of the young woman.

"You fucked me sooo good honey!" Tina praised before deeply kissing the beautiful young brunette and stroking her dildo in and out of the young woman's body.

"Oh my God mom! That was so good! So unbelievable! I loved fucking you like that!" Ellen confessed before their mouths rejoined to resume their intimate kissing.

I collapsed onto Brenda, her cock still embedded in my ass. I wrapped my arms around her neck and we kissed while I rocked my hips, allowing her slowly deflating cock to slip in and out through my sphincter. I relished the feel of her cock inside of me.

Of course, Brenda's cock eventually deflated completely and slipped out of my well used ass. "I'm disappointed in Trish. She lied to me" Brenda said as she looked into my eyes.

"Really? That's not like Trish. What did she lie about?" I asked.

"She told me you were a good fuck, and a good little cocksucker."

A feeling of inadequacy was quick to rise up in me. Had I not satisfied this woman?

Seeing the concern on my face, Brenda was quick to add "You are a fantastic fuck and cocksucker. Trish and Tina are very lucky women."

My countenance returned at her compliment.

As Brenda and I continued to kiss and pet, our attention turned to the other group. Trish had pulled her spent cock out of Mark's ass and Whitney was reclining on her arms in the shallow pool, her legs slightly spread. Mark gently took Trish's face in his hands and kissed her softly on her lips. Trish opened her eyes and looked into Mark's. A growing smile crossed her face as she realized what Mark was telling her with that kiss.

"Thank you Mark. That was beautiful."

"Just like you" he replied before making his way to Whitney. Mark knelt over her body, straddling her hips, and he lowered his cum filled ass on to her ever erect strap-on cock.

Whitney's eyes were wide in surprise at Mark's initiation of this intimate act. Reaching behind himself he inserted two fingers from his right hand into Whitney's dripping pussy. As he fucked himself on the beautiful blonde's cock she stroked his firm manhood while he stroked her G spot with his fingers and strummed her clit with his thumb. "I thought you might like to squirt while you fucked your man."

Whitney had been turned on all day. Not only by what she, Mark, and Aunt Trish had done, but also by watching Brenda fuck me and Ellen fucking her mom. Now her fiancé was riding her cock and finger fucking her sensitive pussy and stroking her engorged clit. It didn't take very long until her pussy was ejaculating steams of fluid into the air and splashing in to the pool. In fact, she was so turned on she came like this repeatedly until Mark came, squirting his seed on her breasts, tummy, and hand. It was impressive considering it was already his third cum of the day.

Tina had been making love to Ellen this whole time. I don't know if they even stopped kissing. I recall hearing Ellen moaning into her lover's mouth twice and Tina once. I assumed it was when they were cumming.

Ellen and her mom disengaged from their coupling after expressing their love for each other. Ellen joined Whitney and Mark in the shallow pool. I rolled off of Brenda and lay in the grass next to her. We kissed and played with each other's genitalia.

Trish padded through the grass, and as she approached I rolled to my back and spread my legs to give her access. Trish lay on top of me and kissed me. "She's good, isn't she?" Trish inquired.

"She is," I agreed, before adding "but I'd rather have your cock inside of me."

"Why's that?" Trish asked.

"Because it's attached to the woman I love."

We kissed a kiss of soul mates.

In the meantime, Tina had positioned herself between Brenda's legs and was busy cleaning the black cock with her tongue and mouth. "I think I might like to have this inside of me Brenda" Tina panted before returning to her work of trying to arouse the now flaccid member.

After having cum for the third time, Mark released Whitney's cock from his ass. He lay down in the shallow pool on his side next to the young woman and began to clean his semen from Whitney's firm breasts. Mark lavished her breasts with kisses and licks, paying a great deal of attention to her long, erect nipples. Ellen had reinserted her Real-doe and was now on top of Whitney between her spread legs. Ellen speared Whitney's bald pussy and began fucking her with gusto. Ellen grasped Whitney's strap-on and jerked it as she slid her own dildo in and out of the beautiful blonde's dripping gash. It didn't take Whitney long to cum again, and her expletive laced wail told us all she was enjoying the screwing Ellen was giving her.

Tina had coaxed life back into Brenda's spent member. Rolling to her back, Tina pulled Brenda on top of her into a missionary position. "When was the last time you fucked a husband and wife the same day?"

Brenda answered with a devilish smile "This will be the first time" sinking her long, thick cock into my wife as the two kissed passionately. Tina then turned toward Trish and me with a look of shock and rapture on her face. Trish and I could only look back at her with knowing smiles on our faces. Brenda began sawing her impressive organ in and out of Tina's drenched pussy. Having just fucked, and been fucked by, her daughter, it didn't take Tina long to reach a crescendo and she came hard on the beautiful cock filling her pussy.

"In my ass. I want this in my ass!" Tina cried. Brenda pulled out of the mature woman's pussy, raised Tina's legs and slid her thick cock into my wife's well fucked butt.

Tina was in heaven. Her eyes rolled back in her head as Brenda assaulted her back door with long, firm thrusts. Watching Brenda fuck my wife, I realized how good she was at this. She had great hip motion and was really giving Tina a thorough fucking.

Trish and I watched Tina's face twist and contort with the pleasure she was receiving from this woman's cock. She seemed to be in the midst of a non-stop orgasm. At times the two of us were concerned that Tina wasn't breathing, but I realized it was the same type of thing that happened to me when I made love to Tina and Trish made love to my ass.

While Trish and I continued to kiss and pet we heard Whitney cumming, again and again, on Ellen's dildo. "You have to stop. I can't take any more. Please! Please! Oh F-U-U-U-UCK!" she wailed again as Ellen brought her to another climax.

Ellen finally halted her assault on her lover's pussy and the two young women nuzzled as thy caught their breath.

"FUCK! That was unbelievable Ellen! I lost count of how many times I came!" Whitney said.

"Seven" Mark chimed in.

"What?" Ellen and Whitney asked.

Mark, with a huge smile of satisfaction on his face said "Seven. She made you cum seven times. That puts you right around twelve for the day."

The three of them laughed, hugged and kissed before Mark positioned himself behind his sister, removed the bulb of the Real-Doe from her and buried his face between her legs licking her pussy and asshole clean.

"Are you ready for me to cum in your ass Tina?" Brenda asked. Tina was nearly catatonic from the near non-stop fucking she had enjoyed this evening.

"Oh God yes! Please Brenda! I want you to fill me with your cum!"

After a dozen more strokes, Brenda slammed her cock into Tina one last time and emptied her nuts into the deep recesses of my wife's bowels.

Brenda grunted, and Tina wailed as she came again on Brenda's cock.

A few minutes later seven sweaty bodies made their way into the cool water of the pool. Tina, Trish and I held each other, taking turns kissing and stroking the others. The women were all smiles about what had transpired this evening.

Across the pool in chest deep water, Mark was playfully tongue kissing Brenda. From the ripples being generated on the surface of the water, it was pretty obvious that they were stroking each other's cocks underwater. Whitney and Ellen broke from the kissing they were engaged in and moved to either side of Brenda where they kissed and nibbled her shoulders and neck while caressing the shemale's chocolate breasts and nipples.

Whitney left Brenda's side and moved toward Tina, Trish, and me. When she reached us she silently extended her hand underwater and took hold of my hand. She pulled my hand toward her and placed it on the strap-on dildo still jutting from her groin. My hand automatically wrapped around the shaft and began stroking the rubber penis. Whitney pulled my face towards hers and kissed me deeply. She then moved her face to the side, pressed her tongue into my ear and whispered "I want you, daddy."

Trish and Tina gave me an approving smile before they began one of their "soul exchanging" kisses.

Whitney led me to the shallow pool, my hand still grasping her strap-on cock. Again she probed my ear with her tongue. Then, in a desperate voice, she said "Get on your back daddy."

I was quick to comply. Despite being thoroughly fucked by Brenda and having cum in Tina's mouth, I was hard again as this nubile co-ed instigated another round of sex.

Once on my back, Whitney lowered herself onto my engorged tool, engulfing me within the warm depth of her body. She still wore her strap-on, and seeing her cock stroke against my belly as she rocked her hips against my cock was an unbelievable turn on.

Whitney bent forward pressing her firm, youthful breasts into my chest, her head next to mine as she continued to rock on my tool. "I really liked fucking Mark, daddy. I felt so powerful and in control. I think Mark liked it too!"

"That would make him a Pratt, I guess."

Whitney let out a little laugh. "Your cock feels really good inside of me daddy." She paused, but didn't stop rolling her hips, causing my cock to slide in and out of her gripping pussy.

"Daddy?" she asked.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Daddy, will you still be my surrogate cock when Mark is gone?"

"Of course Whitney. That's been long settled."

Whitney started to bounce on my cock now, almost allowing it to come all the way out before falling back on it. "You have no idea how happy that makes me!" she said as she began to fuck me really hard. "Daddy, after today I'm gonna need a surrogate ass to fuck too." Whitney slid up my cock allowing it's entire length to leave her pussy. "You will be my ass surrogate, won't you daddy."

It wasn't a question, it was an assertion; a statement of fact. I knew my ass would be hers whenever she wanted it after Mark left. I nodded my assent.

Whitney put my cock back in her pussy and rolled her hips on it for a few seconds before she got off of me, stood, and said "On your knees then!"

I guess I didn't comply fast enough because she said through gritted teeth "On.Your.KNEES."

I complied. On my knees with legs spread wide, Whitney knelt behind me, lubed her strap-on, and slid the dildo effortlessly into my well fucked ass.

"Look! Whitney's fucking daddy!" Ellen exclaimed.

Whitney was stroking very lovingly in and out of my ass while she stroked my cock and whispered naughty things into my ear. "Oh daddy! This is so fucking HOT! You really love having a woman fuck your ass, don't you? Look at you, you horny boy! Thrusting your ass back at me! You love this! You really love this!"

"Oh God, Whit. Yes! I love being fucked like this. Fuck me little girl. Fuck your daddy!"

Suddenly my face was being pulled down until it was nestled in Ellen's bald pussy. "Eat me daddy. Eat me while Whit fucks you!"

I was on my knees with my face buried in my daughter's pussy while I wantonly accepted my son's devastatingly sexy fiancé's strap-on dildo in my eager, clutching ass and I was absolutely loving it. The two beautiful young women had taken charge of the situation and were using me to get what they wanted and needed. I was more than happy to oblige.

Whitney's erect nipples scraped against my back and her delicate fist pumped the length of my erection. My now achingly hard cock was leaking pre-cum like a faucet, lubricating the hand that was pleasuring me.

"This is hotter than you said it would be El!" Whitney said to my daughter.

Without removing my mouth from Ellen's pretty pubis, I slipped two fingers into her slit and began stroking in and out of her succulent snatch.

"Fuck that feels good daddy! You look so hot when you take a cock daddy! I think I could cum just from watching Whit fuck you! Oh my God!"

Whitney was thoroughly enjoying herself too. I can't say if it was physical stimulation, or if she was getting off on the power she was wielding over me, but she was whimpering and cursing as she came and came while she fucked her fiancé's dad.

"I'm cumming!" Ellen cried. "Oh Fuck! Daddy! You're making me cum so hard! Aaargh! Fuck!"

Ellen grasped the sides of my face and held me in contact with her spasming womanhood as her powerful orgasm consumed her. My tongue and fingers were coated in her thick, pearly cum. Ellen had never cum like this, at least not for me. I dined on her deliriously delicious drippings, making sure none of it was wasted.

Whitney pulled her dildo out of me and my ass instantly longed to be filled by her again.

"Let's take this to the grass" Whitney commanded.

Ellen scooted out from under my still writhing tongue. Whitney strode out of the shallow pool and lay on her back in the cool, lush grass.

"Ride me" she demanded.

I dutifully straddled the hips of this blonde vixen and took her length inside of me once again. Ellen positioned herself over Whitney's face, lowering her hips to her lover's searching tongue. Ellen moaned when Whitney's tongue and lips made contact with her enflamed sex, at the same time extending her hand to grasp my rigid staff. Her other arm reached around my neck and pulled me toward her. She thrust her tongue into my mouth while she fisted my cock and I worked Whitney's strap-on in and out of my hungry asshole.

Ellen relinquished her kiss just long enough to place her face next to mine, lick my ear and whisper "I love you daddy." Her words were not the empty words fueled by runaway physical passion. They were deep, emotional words expressing the true depth of our relationship, not only as father and daughter, but of friends and lovers.

"I love you too, baby girl" I confessed, before our tongues again intertwined in an exchange of passion that exists only between people who share a deep emotional bond.

Ellen's delicate, yet firm, stroking of my cock, coupled with Whitney's probing of my depths brought me to the point of no return, and I prepared to erupt all over these two beauties.

Ellen's lips separated from mine and she started to speak, but I interrupted her.

"I'm gonna cum Whitney."

"So am I! Oh Whitney baby, you're making us both cum!" Ellen moaned.

Whitney could not speak with Ellen's pussy plastered to her face, but the increased tempo of her thrusting into me indicated her approval.

Ellen's tongue was again in my mouth as she continued to stroke my cock and buck her hips against Whitney's writhing tongue. Ellen inhaled deeply, then stopped breathing. Her left arm still around my neck, she broke our kiss, pulled me tightly to her and released a deep, primal groan as she came on her lover's tongue. Ellen's release was so erotic that my orgasm quickly followed. Ellen's stroking fist and Whitney's pistoning cock pushed me over the edge and my cock erupted, spurting my juice all over the abdomens of the two luscious beauties sharing their bodies and passion with me.

Whitney's hips bucked sharply against my ass and I surmised that she too had cum with us.

Ellen quickly dismounted her lover's face and licked her own pussy juice off of Whitney's lips and face before engulfing my sensitive cock in her mouth and removing the remnants of my orgasm from my tool.

The three of us collapsed into a satiated pile of quivering flesh, totally drained by the exertion of our tryst. Ellen took turns kissing Whitney and me, whispering how much she loved each of us and how good our romp was. I remained on top of Whitney, her dildo still embedded in my rectum.

In time our pulses and breathing resumed to much more normal levels, and we were able to survey what was happening beyond our own little reality.

Tina was on her back, her legs wrapped tightly around Mark's back as he slowly and deliberately pumped his cock into her greasy pussy. Tina's arms were around his neck. They gazed into each other's eyes as the young man made sweet, tender love to his mom. I think Tina was trying to memorize what it felt like to have her son inside of her, and to show him how much she truly loved him. Tomorrow he would be married, and in a week he would be in boot camp. It would likely be months before they would be able to again share this kind of intimacy.

Trish was between Brenda's spread legs, their cocks rubbing against each other as they kissed each other playfully, taking every opportunity to check on the other's activities.

"I love watching Mark make love to his mom" Whitney said, her fingers mindlessly stroking Ellen's breast and nipples. "They're beautiful together."

Raising my hips and releasing Whitney's plastic probe from it's lodging I was able to turn and get a better look at my wife and son coupling next to the pool. My timing was perfect as I was able to watch Tina begin to pant and thrust her hips against her son's pelvis, causing his cock to drive even deeper into her slippery core.




My Journey Ch. 09



Tina's shrieks of delight indicated Mark had taken her to her zenith as she orgasmed on his seemingly perpetually hard cock. Mark continued his thrusting. He had already cum at least three times, and I think he could have fucked for another hour. But Tina was pleading to for him to cum. "I want to feel you explode inside of me honey! Cum inside of me Mark. Cum in your mommy's pussy!"

Mark bore down, reaching deep inside of himself to force his fourth orgasm of the day. He was sweating, his brow furrowed in a look of determination to please his mom, to satisfy her needs. His thrusting became increasingly urgent causing his scrotum to slap noisily against his mom's ass. From our vantage point we could see Tina's abdominal muscles tensing and relaxing as she squeezed the cock inside of her with her vaginal walls.

After one final penetrating thrust, Tina's eyes opened wide, and her cheeks tightened as her face broke into a satisfied smile. She could feel the sperm laden semen pulsing into the womb that had given birth to the young man that had just made love to her.

Mark lowered his face and lovingly kissed Tina's smiling mouth. "I love you mom" he said matter of factly.

"Oh I love you too. So very, very much" Tina answered as they held each other in their post coital glow.

Whitney stood and unbuckled the harness she had worn all evening. Ellen also got to her feet. The two women held hands and crossed the short distance between where we were and where Tina and Mark were.

When Mark saw his bride-to-be approaching, he kissed his mom on the lips, causing them both to break into huge, joyous smiles. Mark rolled to his right and onto his back. Whitney quickly descended to her knees between Mark's legs and engulfed his deflating, though still engorged cock. She sucked the fragrant combination of his cum and Tina's pussy off of the softening spear, savoring the briny taste. Releasing his manhood from her mouth she crawled up his frame and kissed him passionately on the mouth. "I love you completely, Mark Pratt" she confessed before again devouring his mouth and tongue with hers.

Ellen prostrated herself between her mother's spread legs and proceeded to lap at the woman's well fucked slit and clit, extracting her brother's cum and savoring the taste and feel of the combined fluids dripping from her mother's opening. Tina could only sigh in appreciation of what her daughter's talented tongue was doing.

I kissed my wife Tina while gently stroking her cheek with the back of my fingers. With all of the sincerity I possessed I managed to croak out an emotional "I love you, Tina."

Tina's face lit up, and through her broad smile said "I know you do Clark. I love you too."

I kissed her one last time before shifting to my right. Trish was still on top of Brenda, and the two lovely shemales stroked and touched each other with the familiarity of old lovers. Without hesitation I pressed my face between Trish's ass cheeks and rimmed the most perfect asshole ever created. The suddenness of my action caused her to squeal and jump, eliciting laughter from both her and Brenda.

"I want some of that too!" Brenda exclaimed as the two women shifted position.

Trish and Brenda were side by side, both on their knees with their glorious asses high in the air. The pair turned to look at each other and kissed erotically while I alternated my oral attention on their exposed puckers. Brenda was especially appreciative when my tongue pushed through her ebony sphincter. "I love it when a man does that!" she pronounced.

All parties being satiated for the time being, we all realized it was getting late and a little bit chilly too. We had another important day ahead of us and Tina suggested we head into the house to warm up and rest. Tina extended an invitation for Brenda to spend the night.

"Thank you for the offer Tina. I would love to join you, but I'm afraid none of us would get much rest" she answered.

Once inside, yet still naked, Brenda took turns saying goodbye to her new playmates, hugging and kissing each one of us. Brenda hugged me lovingly before dropping her right hand to my turgid cock and tongue kissing my willing mouth. "I look forward to the day I get to feel this inside of me Clark" she said as she gazed longingly into my eyes.

"I think I would like that too, Brenda" I replied.

Releasing me she stepped to Tina. The two embraced, their cheeks pressed tightly together. "Thank you for allowing me to join in this special celebration Tina. I hope we are able to do it again" Brenda said.

"It was our pleasure Brenda" Tina said, taking a moment to stroke the woman's flaccid penis. "I enjoyed this immensely" she continued causing both to smile before pecking each other on the lips.

"Trish, honey, I hope you realize what a special, special thing you have here" Brenda said in a slightly jealous tone.

"I do Brenda, I really do. I am blessed beyond measure and I know it" Trish answered with great pride.

"Love them" Brenda whispered.

"I do, and I will" Trish promised.

She hugged and kissed Ellen and Whitney in turn. "You are incredible young women. Both of you. I wish you both much success."

"Thank you Brenda" was their simultaneous reply.

"Thank you for cumming and making our party memorable" Ellen offered, her double entendre causing us all to smile.

Mark was the last one to receive a departing embrace. It seemed Brenda had an affinity for Mark as her goodbye with him was quite long. She kissed him aggressively, her arms pulling him close. His arms also wrapped around her back, his hands dropping to grope the firm globes of her ass. Their goodbye kiss was rapidly turning into a hot makeout session. Mark's legs spread and he was visibly pulling Brenda's groin into his. The two lovers were humping each other in front of us.

"I look forward to the day when we can do this again, Mark" Brenda cooed.

"I would like that very much Brenda" Mark confessed.

With a final longing gaze into Mark's eyes and a stroke of his drooling cock, Brenda dressed and departed, leaving us with the memories of a wild, intimate celebration.

The next day, Whitney and Mark were united in marriage in a romantic ceremony in our backyard. Ellen was Whitney's maid of honor, and Trish was Mark's best woman. Mark and I dressed in simple suits, white shirts, and the red ties we had worn for the family portrait. Whitney wore a very non-traditional off the shoulder knee length ivory wedding dress, complete with ivory hose and ivory heels. Trish, Tina, and Ellen wore the dresses they had worn for our family portrait and it was amazing how well they matched Whitney's dress.

The Supreme Court justice that had provided the name change proclamation performed the nuptials. Accompanying him was one of Trish's "girlfriends" who was one of the recipients of the judge's beneficence. She appeared to be older than Trish and though she was attractive, she could not hold a candle to the incredible beauty that Trish possessed.

Conspicuously missing were Whitney's parents. Not that we cared. We found them to be abrasive, and they were more than happy to have Whitney out of their hair. Whitney didn't seem to care either. After all, through our family she had found the true love, acceptance, and emotional support she had never received from her biological parents. We were her moms and dad now. (Even if our relationships had not become physical we would have taken her in. We did love the girl as if she was one of our own children. The sex was just a bonus.)

Following the brief ceremony, we partook of a light meal, wedding cake, and champagne. Thankfully the judge and his date left shortly thereafter.

Tina, Trish, and I had planned a honeymoon for the newlyweds since Mark was leaving for boot camp in just a few days. They needed some time alone as husband and wife before our son left for San Diego.

It was late afternoon when the bride and groom pulled out of the driveway for a week at a luxury hotel.

Ellen, Trish, Tina and I stayed dressed in our good clothes and sat on the deck around the table, replaying the events of the last two days. It didn't take much discussion of our memories before I was aroused again. I found it hard to believe considering how much sex I had had the previous day, but nonetheless I had a tent in my trousers.

I rose from my chair and began walking into the house. "Where are you going?" Tina asked.

"Upstairs" was my one word reply.

The three lovely ladies all looked at each other, smiled, and followed me to the master bedroom.

Without going into detail, the rest of the afternoon was a blur of tangled limbs, exploring digits, lapping and probing tongues, and plenty of cock and dildo stuffed holes. We played into the night before falling asleep, a happy, closely knit family.

The next day Trish, Tina and I had to return to the regular grind of nine to five jobs. Following our weekend of incredibly fulfilling and emotional sex, it was difficult to settle back into the everyday routine. Well, it was for me anyway. I was constantly distracted by the memories of the erotic scenes I had witnessed and acts I had participated in. I was hoping to get home and rekindle some of the weekend's activities.

When I did get home, I found the house empty. Ellen had written a note that Trish and Tina were going to the mall after work and not to expect them back before 9:00pm.

I took the opportunity to go upstairs and change into some shorts before going outside and having a cigar. Once outside, I saw the house wasn't empty. Ellen was reclined on one of the chaise lounges soaking up some sun.

She was nude.

Apparently she had not noticed my presence until I lit my cigar. Once she smelled the fragrant smoke she turned her head slightly toward me and greeted me with a "Hi daddy!" through her beaming smile.

"Hi yourself sugar. Don't you think maybe you should have some clothes on out here?"

"Nah. We were naked out here all day yesterday, and besides, you don't want me to have tan lines, do you daddy?"

"I actually find tan lines to be very sexy. But I also admit that an all-over tan is pretty damn sexy too."

"You would like a woman with no tan daddy. You just like their naked bodies!"

"True, very true!"

"Daddy, I miss Whitney, and I'm bored."

"Honey! You have only been out of school for three days, and Whitney has only been gone for 24 hours! You're bored already? Don't you have any other friends you can invite over or do something with?"

"I suppose I do. They're just not as fun as Whitney, that's all."

"Ellen sweetie, you really need to find more friends your own age. Whitney is married to your brother now, and at some point they are going to leave and start their own life and family."

"No they aren't. We've already discussed it and we are all staying here forever, even when Mark is done with the Marines. Whitney and I love you and our moms too much to ever give you up."

"That's very sweet baby girl, but it's not healthy. Someday you're going to want a family of your own too, and you'll need to find your soul-mate to be your husband."

"Soul-mate? Singular? Not a chance. I already have five soul-mates and I'm not going to have any fewer."

"OK sugar. We can talk more about this later."

"Thanks daddy. Oh, Daddy?" she asked as she got off the lounge chair and walked toward the pool, swinging her sexy ass as she walked.

"Yes sugar?"

"Come make love to me in the pool."

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The rest of the week slowly got better. Ellen began spending more time with some friends, and Trish, Tina and I got back into our previous routine.

On Friday, Whitney and Mark returned from their honeymoon looking refreshed and still very happy and very much in love. They spent the night together in Trish's bedroom. We didn't hear anything all night, and I would like to think they spent their last night together telling each other how much they were loved, reassuring each other that everything would be fine, and how much they were looking forward to spending their lives together.

Why do I think that? Because that's what I would be doing.

The next day Mark left for boot camp, twelve weeks of intensive physical and mental conditioning. One of the recruiters showed up in a government issue Chevy Malibu to take him to the airport. It was an emotional sendoff. It was easier for Tina and me as we had done the same thing with John. But Trish, Whitney, and Ellen took it pretty hard. "It's only three months" I reminded them "and then he'll be home for a while. Contingency plans are in place. We can, and will, endure this hardship, and we will be stronger for it!"

My short combat general-like speech halted the tears and brought smiles to their faces.

"OK! You're right!" they agreed.

That night we lay in bed. Trish and Tina were engaged in some gentle touching and kissing while I sat up reading an industry publication. There was a knock on the door just before it opened and Whitney poked her head in. "Daddy?" she asked.

"Yes, sweetheart?" I inquired, causing the panty-less T-shirt clad young woman to walk into the room.

"Daddy, I know it's only been a day but... I need a surrogate. Can I borrow you?" She lowered her right hand to her crotch and rubbed her pussy.

I glanced over at my wives. They were all smiles, seeing the humor in how fast this blonde vixen needed a cock fix. Trish and Tina both smiled, cocked their heads and shrugged their shoulders. "Go ahead stud. The girl needs a surrogate, and you made a promise!" Tina said. She then turned back to Trish and said, "Now, where were we?" before kissing our wife lustfully.

I rolled out of bed and followed Whitney downstairs and into the room she had shared with Mark. Laying on the bed was my daughter Ellen, a harnessed strap-on fixed to her lower body.

"I thought Whit needed a surrogate?"

"Well daddy," Whitney started "That was just a ruse. Tonight Ellen wants a replay of the other day, except she wants to fuck you while you eat me."

"On your knees, daddy." Ellen commanded.

I complied.

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And so it went for the next twelve weeks. The women enthusiastically cultivated my slutty submissive side. Trish, Tina and I were frequently intimate, with Whitney and/or Ellen joining us at times. One did not have to look far for a willing partner when the "need" arose, and if any one of us was unfulfilled, it was our own damn fault.

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Mark completed his basic training and flew home for ten days of leave before reporting to Camp Pendleton for SOI training.

His return was, of course, quite joyous. Even though Whitney's considerable sexual needs were met the entire time Mark was away, it did not take his new bride very long to whisk him away for an extended period of carnal debauchery.

For the most part, Mark and Whitney were inseparable for the week and a half he was home. Of course, the couple made time for us both in and out of the bedroom. The night before Mark left for California was an incestuous orgy of epic proportions.

Mark, Trish and Tina claimed the bed in the master bedroom while Whitney, Ellen and I took the bed in Trish's room. We decided it would be easier to swap partners if we were close, and being able to hear the expressions of pleasure would be an incredible turn on.

Whitney and Ellen lay on either side of me, and we began our tryst lovingly kissing and caressing each other while my daughters stroked my cock, and I their beautiful bald pussies.

Whitney was the first to express her desire and wantonly said "I need your pussy, babe". Ellen was quick to oblige, laying on her back allowing Whitney access to her proffered sex. I was surprised, yet thrilled, when Whitney assumed a 69 position with Ellen leaving her glorious ass exposed.

As quickly as I was physically able I was kneeling behind the sexy blonde, tongue probing her delectable ass while Ellen lapped at her prodigious pussy lips and turgid clit. My cock was as hard as college trigonometry and was dripping pre-cum on the sheets. When I heard "Fuck me mom!" from the other room I thought I was going to dump my load right then and there without any help from the girls.

"Put your cock in my ass daddy. Please fuck my ass! Please daddy!" Whitney's plea brought me back to reality. Whitney spread her legs wider, giving both me and Ellen greater access to her charms. I pressed the engorged head of my cock against Whitney's lubricated little pucker and eased my way into her tight passage. I heard her moan into Ellen's gooey pussy as I bottomed out, my hips pressed firmly to her butt cheeks.

I felt Ellen's petite hand grasp the base of my scrotum, and she gently squeezed and massaged my balls as I began sliding my root in and out of my daughter.

Both young women were moaning into each other's pussies as they munched on the other's muff without inhibition. Seeing my daughter eat another girl is an incredible sight, and when she began tightening her stomach, raising her hips into Whitney's mouth, I knew she was going to cum. Ellen had slipped two fingers into her sisters dewy snatch and was stroking her G-spot while lapping at her clit and I lovingly reamed her ass with my cock.

"YESYESYESYESYES!" Whitney shrieked as she came all over Ellen's face, her clear ejaculate coating my thighs and Ellen's face, dripping off of us and soaking into the sheets. Whitney went back to the task of finishing Ellen while I continued to probe her womanly depths. Before long, Ellen's grip on my balls tightened, her legs squeezed Whitney's head, and her body contracted in the throes of a satisfying orgasm. I jabbed into Whitney a few more times before I could take no more and unleashed a torrent of hot white cum inside of my son's wife. As soon as I stopped pulsing in her rectum, Whitney slid forward slightly, releasing me from her cum drenched ass and sat straight up, her asshole directly over Ellen's mouth. Ellen didn't need to be told what to do and quickly began lapping my cum from her girlfriend.

While the three of us were enjoying ourselves, on the king-sized bed in the other room Mark knelt between the spread legs of my shemale wife, sucking her delicious candy stick. Trish was playing with her tits, rolling the nipples between her fingers as her son made oral love to her. Tina was behind Mark, rimming him and stroking his hard, horny cock. She had already inserted her Real-Doe and was preparing Mark for her assault on his boy pussy.

As Tina slipped her silicone toy into her son's greedy ass, he moaned around the fleshy spear in his mouth. Tina lay on Mark's back, her full mammaries pressed into him and she reached around him to stroke his aching erection. Tina whispered "I've wanted to do this for so long sweetie. I hope you enjoy mommy fucking you" and began sawing her phallus into her son.

"Fuck me mom!" Mark yelled before taking Trish's length back into his mouth and sucking her with all of his might. Tina's pistoning dildo had Mark moaning and groaning on the pretty shemale's sex as his ass was pleasured with the rigid veined shaft.

The taboo of the act coupled with the clitoral ridges and vibrating bulb in her vagina caused Tina to have a quick, powerful orgasm. She never stopped fucking Mark's ass or stroking his cock as she came. She felt Mark's penis become even harder and thicker in her hand. "He's gonna cum Trish" Tina whispered.

"Me too! Me tooooo! Unnngh!" Trish replied, her girl-cock erupting in Mark's mouth. "Suck my cock Mark! Ohhhhh FUCK!" she cried.

The young Marine struggled to swallow the load of cum produced by the beauty in front of him. He was quickly overwhelmed by the erotic situation and physical stimulation he was receiving and soon reached his own powerful orgasm, his rich, fertile semen erupted from his cock. The initial volleys splashed against the bottom of his chin and the smooth cock and balls of his lover. As the squirts lessened in intensity, the remaining volleys fell harmlessly to the sheets below his writhing body.




My Journey Ch. 09



The three untangled from their coupling and repositioned to spoon and cuddle. Mark and Trish faced each other, their mouths and tongues engaged in a sensual kiss as they ground their pelvises and cocks together. Tina lay behind her son and slid her ever erect cock between the cheeks of his ass putting the perfect pleasurable pressure against his well fucked sphincter.

"Oh my God, that was so good. I love fucking you!" Tina exclaimed.

"That was really hot mom! You're a natural when it comes to pleasing a man." Mark turned his head toward Tina and she devoured his mouth in a deep hungry kiss.

Trish reached between her and Mark's bodies and began playing with his now limp member.

"Mmmm" she hummed. "Do you think maybe we can stiffen this up and get it inside me? You blew me so good I want to reward you with a good fuck. What do you think Marine? Got another round in ya?"

"I will in a few minutes Aunt Trish. Sooner if you keep touching me like that" Mark replied, his hands now massaging the breasts of the auburn haired woman in front of him. Completely out of character, Mark suddenly blurted "You have very beautiful eyes Aunt Trish."

Somewhat taken aback by his sudden confession, Trish gave Mark a shocked look and said "Thank you! You've never noticed them before?"

"Well, of course I've noticed them. I've just never appreciated them, until now."

Trish wrapped her arms around the young man and fervently kissed him, filling his mouth with her eager tongue.

Tina kissed both of the lovers on the cheek. "I'm going to go see what mischief our husband has been up to."

Trish rolled Mark on his back and straddled his lower torso. Leaning forward and reaching between her legs she aimed Mark's hard cock at her waiting asshole.

Tina came into the room where Ellen, Whitney and I reclined on the bed, gently kissing, touching, and whispering to one another.

"Hi mom!" Ellen chirped.

"Oh, hi mom." Whitney added.

"Are you enjoying yourselves?" Tina asked with her hands on her slightly askew hips.

"Very much!" Whitney answered.

"Mmm hmm!" Ellen sang.

"Were they good girls baby?" Tina directed toward me.

"If by 'good' you mean 'naughty', then they were very, very good girls" I answered.

"If you'll excuse me for a minute, I want to see what my husband and your well hung wife are up to" Whitney said before giving me, Ellen, and Tina a peck on the lips and prancing out of the bedroom.

"Mind if I take her place?" Tina asked as she climbed onto the bed, not waiting for an answer. Tina embraced me, kissing me deeply. "I love you Clark" she confessed as she peered into my eyes. "I love our family, I love what we share in this house. I love everything about our lives."

Ellen was beaming at her mom's words.

"I love you too. And I love where we are. I wouldn't change a thing" I replied.

"I'd only change one thing" Ellen offered.

"What's that sweetie?" Tina asked.

"Instead of talking, I think we should be fucking."

Tina and I laughed and looked at each other. "We've created a monster" I said.

"Yes we have! But I happen to agree with her" Tina replied before her hand joined her daughters on my inflating cock. "Ellen honey, would you mind sitting on your daddy's face while I ride his big cock until I cum?"

Ellen, like only a lithe young woman could do, swung her leg over me and settled her crotch over my waiting mouth. Tina straddled my hips and lowered her wet pussy onto my manhood. I slid easily into the mature woman's slippery slit and when her hips met mine she began grinding and gyrating on my cock.

"Can I have him next mom?" Ellen asked.

"Of course you can!" Tina answered before the two embraced, their mouths instinctively finding each other in a deep, loving kiss. Ellen began working her hips back and forth causing her gash to slide over my tongue, lips and chin. Tina was rolling and gyrating her hips against me, rubbing her clit against my pubic bone. I heard gentle mewing and saliva exchanging smacking as my daughter and her mom made love to each other as they made love to me.

When Whitney entered the master bedroom she was not at all surprised to see Trish straddling her husband and slowly lowering her feminine body onto Marks's cock. Trish smiled at Whitney as Mark's cock made it's way into Trish's pussy. "I couldn't wait. I needed him inside of me" Trish confessed before lightly biting her lower lip in that saucy way that had become her trademark. Whitney didn't say a word, instead she lowered her face to Trish's hardening cock and engulfed it in her mouth while she was still climbing onto the bed. It was Whitney's way of saying "No problem".

"I love the way you kiss me mom" Ellen panted as she took a breather. "I love the way you touch my body. I love having you as a lover!" she said before returning to my wife's lips. I don't know if Tina intended to respond, but obviously couldn't with Ellen's tongue in her mouth.

As Tina worked her pussy on my cock, I could feel her wetness and arousal increase. A stream of her sweet dew rolled down the base of my cock and over my balls, leaving behind a cool reminder of her arousal.

Ellen's hands had been busy working her mom's breasts and nipples. Ellen lowered her head to the ample bosom before her and nibbled the fleshy peaks while I nibbled and licked her fleshy petals and stamen. Ellen slowed the rocking of her hips forcing me to focus on licking her clit. I grasped her luscious globes in my hands, pulling her firm ass cheeks apart and giving my fingers access to her puckered hole. I wetted my middle finger with the sweet nectar of her gooey pussy and rubbed my digit on her starburst. My touching and rubbing of her tender anal flesh caused her slit to leak even more and her asshole to relax, welcoming the intruding finger.

With just the tip of my finger in her ass, Ellen began to pant and quake as she continued to mouth Tina's breasts and nipples. Ellen's hips now jerked involuntarily as she neared her climax. The tip of my finger popped in and out of her anus as I flicked at her swollen clit with my tongue. "Oooooooh FUCK!" she exclaimed as she clung to her mother with both arms. "You're making me gush daddy!" she said as again I was treated to tasty globs of her thick, creamy pussy juice. I licked and sucked her honey from her spasming pussy until her sensitive sex parts could take no more. "You have to stop dad. Please stop! Too sensitive!" she said. I could never get enough of this beautiful woman and refused to stop. In frustration Ellen climbed off of my face, creating an insurmountable distance between us.

In the other room, Trish was busy impaling herself on Mark's swollen member as Whitney fervently sucked the sensual shemale's clit. Trish was palming her own breasts as she surveyed the incredibly horny scene from her perch on top of Mark. Two fingers of Mark's left hand were busy exploring his wife's wet hole, curling to dance on the woman's sensitive G-spot, his thumb flicking at her prominent clit.

With the young Marine's cock in her ass, and her own cock enveloped in the wet, suctioning mouth of the Marine's beautiful wife, Trish went over the edge of pleasure and pumped her salty load into Whitney's mouth. Whitney swallowed hard, and soon was cumming herself, her ejaculate splashing on her husband's hand and the bed. Mark followed them. Trish's gripping rectum squeezing him as she came and the thrill he got from making his wife squirt triggered his release, coating Trish's bowels with his thick syrup.

After recovering from their exertion, Trish, Whitney and Mark collapsed in a pile of sweaty flesh, kissing and whispering their appreciation and affection to one another.

After giving each of the two young lovers an emotional kiss, Trish said "I love you both so much and I would really like to stay, but you two need to be alone for the rest of the night." before climbing off the big bed and walking to the other room.

Without our daughter on my face, Tina fell forward, her arms on either side of my neck and her alarmingly erect nipples dragging across my chest. "Give it to me!" she demanded. My hands each grasped a handful of ass flesh to stabilize her as I began to fuck my cock up into her compliant body. I dipped my right hand down to the union of our genitals and slipped my middle finger into her alongside my cock. I moved my hand back and slipped the now lubricated appendage into her sexy smooth asshole. She moaned in appreciation at the intrusion. "Like daughter like mother!" I thought to myself.

Tina was wild now, thrusting her hips back against the duo of my members probing her holes. "Fuck me Clark! Fuck me harder! So close so close so clo-o-o!" she choked out before her climax enveloped her, copious amounts of her honey flowed from well fucked hole. I kept on pumping both probes into her, alternating the motions of my cock and finger. As I was about to release my essence into her she came for a second time. Her sphincter clenched around my finger and her vaginal walls squeezed my cock triggering my second ejaculation of the night.

As soon as I was drained, Ellen practically pushed Tina off of me and mounted my still hard and very sensitive penis.

"I've needed this inside of me all night" she said and got busy bouncing up and down on my erection.

"I just came honey. I don't know how long I can keep it up."

Just then Tina swung her leg over my face and placed her cum dripping pussy above my mouth and out of reach of my tongue. She looked intently between her hanging tits as rivulets of my recent deposit dribbled from her aroused and engorged labia and dripped into my waiting mouth. She then sat up, lowering her quim to my hungry lips so I could drink from her overflowing well. "That'll keep him hard" she said to Ellen before the two women engaged in a lustful tongue war before embracing each other and kissing in a not so parent child way.

And Tina was right. I stayed hard enough, long enough for Ellen to get off again, but there was no way I was going to cum again so soon. I made Ellen cum, and that's all that mattered.

Just as we finished our coupling, Trish entered the room and joined us on the bed. She kissed each one of us, telling us how much she loved us.

We fell asleep shortly after rearranging our bodies on the bed so we could all share in the closeness and intimacy of the moment.

The next morning we loaded Mark's gear into the car and said our goodbyes. Whitney was, of course, devastated that her husband would be gone for two more months after having a week and a half of intimacy with him. He reassured her that everything would be fine, and that she would be in good hands while he was gone. "I love you with all that I am, Whit" he said before taking his place in the passenger seat. His eyes never left hers.

I drove him to the airport for his flight to California and his two month SOI training. He would be back again for a couple of weeks before leaving again for where ever his orders took him. Our goodbye at the airport was tough for both of us. I was proud of my son and what he had chosen to do, but I also felt bad that he had to leave his wife yet again.

We hugged each other close, tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Make us proud, Marine" I encouraged.

"I will dad. Y'all take care of Whitney."

"We will."

My son turned to walk away.

"Hey Mark?"

"Yeah dad?"

"I love you son."

"I love you too."

And then he was gone, disappearing into the sea of humanity that is today's ridiculous airport security.

When I returned home, I found my four beautiful women freshly showered and in their pajamas on the king sized bed in the master bedroom. They were cuddling and consoling Whitney, reassuring her that she was truly loved and cared for.

I'm no genius, but it didn't take a rocket scientist to realize that I was not needed in that place at that time. I gave each of the women a kiss and told each of them they were loved beyond measure. I then retreated to the clearing with a cigar and a bourbon, leaving my lovers in each other's arms to bond and to cement the beautiful relationships they had developed.



My Journey Ch. 10



This is the final installment of the "My Journey" series. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 9 first. Thank you to all who read my first nine submissions and provided feedback. 

This is a work of erotic fiction. All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years. 

Since it's been awhile, here's a list of the main characters: 

Clark Pratt - Middle aged patriarch 

Tina Pratt - Clark's female wife and mother of their children 

Trish Pratt - Transexual wife of Clark and Tina 

John Pratt - 20 year old son 

Mark Pratt - 18 year old son 

Ellen Pratt - 18 year old daughter 

Whitney - Mark's wife and Ellen's lover 

~~~~ 

It had been two months since Mark left for his SOI training in California. During his absence, Whitney proved to be even more insatiable than she had told us. I had never seen anyone who wanted, needed, sex as much and as often as she did. It's a good thing she was very versatile in her sexual preferences, because she wore me and the ladies out. 

When Mark completed his SOI training, he again had a short leave before departing for his next assignment, which would be Afghanistan. 

His homecoming was a very joyous, emotional affair and his first night back was nothing more than an intimate dinner party for the family. 

Mark's trip back to Missouri left him exhausted, something I had anticipated, so he and Whitney left the party early, padding off to bed in the master bedroom. 

I had already packed bags for each of the rest of the ladies (swimsuits, and some sweats), one for myself, and had them packed in the car. "Get in the car" I instructed the bevy of beauties that remained seated in the living room. "Mark and Whit need their privacy." 

Tina looked at me cautiously before she could see in my eyes that I had something fun planned. She smiled appreciatively as she got out of her chair. "Come on you two, I think someone has something up his sleeve" she said as she took my hand in hers and started toward the front door and the car. At Tina's urging Trish and Ellen rose from their seats and walked hand in hand to the car. 

Tina sat in front with me, Ellen and Trish sat in back. As I drove, I stole glances in the rear view mirror to watch Ellen and Trish lovingly kiss and touch each other. When Tina saw my smile, she turned her head to see what was happening that had caused me to smile. When she laid eyes on the intimate activity in the back seat, she shifted to her left so she didn't have to crane her neck. She rest her head against the top of her seat and watched in fascination as her wife and her daughter displayed their affection for each other. 

"Where are we going baby" Tina asked with clear sexual anxiety in her voice. 

"You'll see in a few minutes" I answered. 

"Wherever it is it better have a bed. These two are getting me hot and I need you to make love to me!" Tina began rubbing my crotch through my jeans as she continued to watch the two women in the back seat. 

I simply smiled as I continued to drive, stealing glances when I could, and getting harder by the second as we approached our destination. 

When we arrived at the swanky high end hotel I let them know that we would spend the night here. I had rented the room for the entire week so that Mark and Whit would be able to have all of the private time they needed without displacing us from the house. 

I had already checked in, so we were able to stroll through the lobby right to the elevator. I was relieved that Ellen and Trish were able to maintain control of their lust until we were on the elevator. As soon as I pressed the button for the tenth floor, Ellen leapt onto Trish, wrapped her legs around the woman's back and kissed her ferociously. Trish's hands were immediately under Ellen's skirt, kneading her fleshy cheeks. At least four strangers in the lobby area witnessed the act of wanton lust between the two beautiful women. I merely shrugged my shoulders as if to say "What can you do?" and smiled at them as the door closed. 

It was only ten floors and maybe two minutes to the room, but Ellen was already grinding her panty-less crotch against Trish and was whimpering "I need you inside of me so fucking bad" before returning to her voracious kissing. 

Tina had her hand inside my jeans and was playing with me while watching her lustful daughter with fascination. "I know how she feels" Tina confessed, her pursed lips gently kissing the corners of my mouth. 

Following Tina and me, Trish carried Ellen to the room. I opened the door and allowed the two lovers to enter. Tina followed them and I closed the door behind me. 

Trish carried our daughter straight to the bed falling unceremoniously on top of her lover, neither of them ceased their passionate kissing. Ellen began removing Trish's clothing before the mattress had stopped bouncing. Soon only Trish's panties remained. My lovely shemale wife's mouth left Ellen's only long enough to remove the skimpy satin garment. Ellen had just enough time to remove her blouse and expose her braless tits before Trish was back on top of her, their full breasts mashed together, tongues exploring. 

Trish, now completely naked, was so turned on she didn't bother to remove Ellen's skirt. Lifting it out of the way she positioned herself between the young girl's legs and effortlessly sank the length of her cock into the dripping wet pussy splayed out in front of her. 

"F-u-u-u-ck yes!" Ellen moaned as she was filled with beautiful transsexual cock. 

Tina and I had been slowly removing our own clothes and watching the erotic performance of the two women. Once we were completely disrobed, Tina positioned herself on the king size bed next to Ellen, spread her legs, and whispered "I need you." 

Tina took Ellen's left hand in her right as I positioned myself between my wife's shapely legs. Ellen broke from Trish's kiss and raised her head to watch as my cock penetrated her mom's flushed folds. Once I was balls deep, Ellen smiled at me and turned to devour Tina's mouth. Trish lowered her head to lick and suck on Ellen's firm breasts. I cupped Tina's left breast in my hand, flicking her hard nipple while planting soft kisses on Trish's shoulder and side. 

The urgency of Trish's and Ellen's fuck ebbed as they settled into a gentler, slower rhythm. Ellen turned from Tina, warmly took Trish's face in her hands and raised the woman's head, holding it so they could look into the other's eyes. Ellen wore a smile that conveyed how much pleasure and joy she was receiving from the very real cock attached to this very wonderful woman. "I love you Aunt Trish, and I love the way you make love to me." 

"I love you too my baby girl" Trish replied. 

The two women remained in that position, watching facial expressions as Trish probed Ellen's depth with her seven inch girl cock. 

"Look into my eyes as I cum Trish" Ellen begged. 

I knew well the pleasure Ellen was experiencing. There was something almost magical about having Trish's cock inside of you. 

I shifted from supporting myself on my left arm to my right allowing me to caress Trish's ass with my left hand. When I saw Ellen's eyes widen as her orgasm approached, I began stroking Trish's succulent bud with my middle finger. I gently increased pressure on her hole until the tip of my finger popped in, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from Trish. 

As Ellen came she tried to keep her eyes locked on Trish's, but she was overwhelmed by her orgasm. Her eyes rolled back as she released a guttural cry and her pussy flowed with her creamy cum. Trish continued to pump into Ellen as I continued to make love to Tina. Sneaking a quick glance in Tina's direction I could see she was staring intently at Trish, a look of adoration and satisfaction on her pretty face. 

Trish's eyes never left Ellen's. In time Ellen was able to focus on Trish again. The young beauty's pussy now made squishing and smacking noises as her cum now coated their joined sexes. "Come inside me Trish" Ellen demanded. 

My gentle exploration of Trish's ass turned into a full-fledged finger fuck as I repeatedly buried my middle finger into Trish's gripping cavity. Within minutes the dual stimulation of Ellen's slick pussy and my probing digit had Trish fucking furiously as her own orgasm approached. Tina too began bucking against me as she reached a crescendo. With a final, violent stab of her cock Trish came wordlessly in my daughters depths, the muscle of her tight ring clutched at my invading finger. Ellen's face registered a look of pure joy as she felt her lover's cock spilling milky elixir deep inside her receptive sheath. Trish's hips jerked and bucked with each pulse of her cock. 

Tina never tired of watching her wife cum. The erotic scene of Trish cumming in our daughter coupled with the pleasure she was receiving in her own pussy triggered her release. She snaked a hand between our bodies and rubbed her clit, increasing the intensity of her orgasm. Tina's face was flush with pleasure and her pussy was drenched with her orgasmic release. Feeling the increased slipperiness of her vagina I began pounding into her as hard as I could. I removed my finger from Trish's behind and wrapped both arms around Tina's neck. Tina wrapped her legs around my back and her arms around my torso as we violently slammed our groins against each other. I was very close to releasing a torrent of semen when I felt Trish's finger slip deep into my own ass. It was all the stimulation I needed. I covered Tina's mouth with mine as I came explosively in my wife's well lubricated pussy. 

I continued to kiss my wife and Trish continued to probe my backdoor with her finger. 

Once Trish and I had both slipped from the clutching, dripping confines of our lover's pussies, we wordlessly changed positions. Trish knelt between Tina's legs and I between Ellen's. Mom and daughter both knew what was coming next. After exchanging a brief loving kiss, Trish and I simultaneously began lapping at the still engorged, well fucked and drooling openings before us, not allowing that any of the precious mixed juices should go to waste. 

I stopped eating my daughter long enough to remove her skirt. Naked, Ellen spread her legs wide for me, granting me access to every part of her lower body. As the blended cum cocktail leaked from Ellen's opening, I allowed it to drizzle over her perineum before I licked it off of her puckered asshole. 

I love, absolutely love, eating ass and I dined on Ellen's enthusiastically. I licked it with a flat tongue, titillated it with the tip of my tongue, and probed it with a pointed tongue. The attention I was paying to her bud was driving Ellen crazy. "I need you to lick my clit dad. Make me cum again" she urged. 

Not being one to ignore a damsel's desperate plea or deny my daughter her sexual pleasure, I promptly placed my lips over her engorged clit, holding it gently there while flicking at it and licking it with my tongue. 

"Oh my god! Just like that dad! Oh! Fuck!" she spat as my oral attack brought her to the precipice of another release. I slipped my right thumb into her pussy to lubricate it then pressed the slick digit into her saliva coated rectum. Ellen's fingers were twisted in her own long brown hair as I pleasured her. Mouth agape and eyes tightly shut I felt her sphincter clamp around the base of my thumb and the muscles in her abdomen tighten as she came for the second time. Her cum filled pussy spasmed rhythmically as she orgasmed and I drank her secretions as they poured from her writhing form. 

To my right, Tina held Trish's head with both hands as she furiously bucked her clit against her wife's face as Trish fucked her gash with two fingers. 

My thumb wiggled in Ellen's butt and my tongue lavished her labia and clit with gentle licks as she panted in recovery from her cum. "You are soooo good at that daddy" she praised. 

Trish extricated her nectar coated fingers from Tina's pussy. As Trish slid her body up Tina's, she extended her hand. Tina grasped the wrist with both hands and guided the dripping digits to her mouth where she sucked them like a cock until only her saliva remained. 

Physically spent, I lay down on the bed next to Ellen. She was on her side turned toward her mom. Their bodies were pressed tightly together and their tongues were intertwined. I pressed myself into Ellen's back, my right hand over her hip, dallying between the lips of her young hairless pussy. Trish assumed the same position with Tina. Trish's head rested on her right arm, mine on my left as we diddled the girl's pussies. This position allowed us to look at each other as we fondled our lovers. Trish's blue-green eyes, the windows of her soul, virtually shouted of the joy, the love, the desire... the completeness that she had found with us. 

"Thank you" she mouthed so that only I would know what she had said. I cocked my head slightly, questioning why she would say that. 

The look on her face told me the words weren't meant just for me, they were meant for all of us. I hoped that my wordless response told her that she was what made this family perfect and complete. 

Her satiated smile told me she understood. Trish lowered herself to the bed, snuggled her face into Tina's hair and drifted off with her hand still between her wife's legs. 

I pulled the sheet over the four of us before cuddling my daughter in my arms and falling asleep myself. 

When I woke, I went to the car and brought in the bags I had packed the previous day. The cool November air was refreshing after a good nights rest. 

After a little foreplay, showers, and minimal grooming, we all dressed in sweats and went downstairs for a light breakfast. 

Our meal finished, we went back to the room and changed into our swimming attire. Tina wore the sexy one piece suit I had packed. It accentuated her large breasts and toned middle-aged curves perfectly. The outfit I had packed for Trish was a conservative two piece bikini, the bottoms adorned with a frilly skirt to aid in concealment of her weapon and the top held her C cup breasts firmly. Ellen's yellow bikini was scandalously tiny. I obviously was not paying attention when I put it in the bag. The material of her top barely covered her nipples and areola, and the miniscule bottom produced a 'camel toe' as well as declaring "my pussy is completely shaved". 

The four of us swam and cavorted in the large pool while other guests looked on. Some (both men and women) stole appreciative glances at the three beautiful women. Still others (both men and women) gave me knowing, envious looks. Most of the snooty poolside crowd watched in dismay that such frivolous, childish behavior could possibly occur in such a posh and exclusive setting. 

When Tina noticed the arrogant, condescending looks from the 'well heeled' in attendance, she gave me a wet, sloppy tongue kiss before doing the same to Trish and Ellen. "That'll get their undies bunched" she muttered to me as she glided past to the ladder. Once out of the pool, Tina grabbed a towel and dabbed it at her body before making her way to the exit, her hips swaying in an exaggerated fashion that screamed "come and get some of this". Trish and Ellen swam furiously to the ladder in hot pursuit of the sexy vixen. Both ladies snaked their tongue into my mouth before climbing the ladder too; Trish first, followed by Ellen. I was right behind Ellen, my face perilously close to her barely covered ass. 

I don't know if it was the erection I was sporting or the criminally tiny bikini Ellen wore, but our exit from the water generated more than one gasp and multiple murmurs. 

We each grabbed a towel as we beat a hasty retreat to our room, laughing as the men gawked at Trish and Ellen and their wives glared daggers into the sides of their husband's heads. 

Ellen began removing her swimsuit as soon as she exited the elevator and was naked by the time she reached our room. I hurried to open the door. The last thing we needed was to have someone call the cops because there was a horny, naked woman in the hallway. 

Safely inside, swimsuits quickly discarded, Ellen pushed me back on the bed, positioned herself between my legs and began sucking my cock. Tina had done the same to Trish. My wife and I lay on our backs luxuriating in the treatment our erections were receiving. 

Ellen and Tina were on their knees, their fingers masturbating their excited pussies and clits as their heads bobbed and tongues swirled on the hard cocks in front of them. 

"I'm gonna cum Tina" Trish breathed. "Where do you want it baby?" 

Tina quickly straddled her wife and sank her weight down on the woman's cock. Obviously, Tina wanted Trish to cum in her pussy. Tina rode her wife cowgirl for only a minute or two before Trish blasted her load into her Tina's body. 

Ellen's suctioning mouth and swirling tongue pushed me over the edge. My cum boiled up the shaft of my cock and spurt after spurt percolated into her receptive mouth. Ellen greedily swallowed my load before licking the length of my softening lance, making sure none of my semen was left. 

Tina rolled to her left and lay between Trish and me. Ellen hopped over numerous splayed legs and promptly lapped up the fluids that drained from her mom's luscious hole. 

Ellen then positioned herself on top of her mom. The two held each other and kissed while Trish and I stroked their exposed skin. 

Our heart rates and breathing returned to normal. A check of the time told me it was time to have some lunch and head back to the house. The three ladies would have preferred to stay in bed, but I reminded them the room was for Mark and Whit. Grudgingly, they packed their few possessions in their bags and prepared to leave. 

We lunched at Subway before returning to the house where we found Mark and Whit lounging on the couch in the living room watching a movie. They had a blanket pulled over them tight to their necks. 

"Oh! You're back!" Whitney exclaimed. "Did you have a good time?" 

Ellen kissed Whitney full on the mouth and answered "You know we did. We always do! What about you two newlyweds?" 

"We had a beautifully romantic night together. We made love until the sun came up" Mark answered. 

Whitney looked lovingly at her husband and said "It was beautifully romantic, wasn't it?" 

I handed Mark the card key for the hotel room. "Take your bride and enjoy the accommodations, on me." 

Whitney jumped up from the couch, throwing the blanket off of her gloriously naked body before hugging me tightly. "Thank you dad! Thank you thank you thank you!" Unsure of what to do with my hands (I desperately wanted to grab her firm ass cheeks) I placed them on the sides of her arms and let her press her youthful body against mine as she showered my cheeks with quick little kisses. 

Mark, also naked, hugged his mom and thanked her too. I could tell that the bare flesh of the young couple was starting to arouse the four of us. Tina noticed it too. "You two better get dressed and get out of here before something happens and we decide to not let you leave. Go on, get out of here!" Tina scolded. 

Whitney and Mark scampered off to Whitney's room, packed a suitcase, kissed us goodbye and headed off to the hotel leaving the four of us alone again. After a day and a half of fabulous sex, we chose to just sit, relax and watch movies until bedtime. 

Tina and Ellen paired off in the Master bedroom while Trish and I spent the night together in her room. I can't speak for Tina and Ellen, but Trish and I just held each other and kissed, basking in the deep love that we shared. 

~~~~ 

Mark and Whitney spent most of Mark's leave at the hotel. They did make sure that Ellen, Tina, and Trish each spent quality time with them in their hotel room ensuring Mark had a very memorable time home. 




My Journey Ch. 10



The newlyweds checked out of the hotel and spent Mark's last day and night of leave with us. The four ladies made sure that none of Mark's sexual desires went unfulfilled. We did not want him to go overseas without experiencing everything he wanted first. 

The following morning, Mark bid his tearful and emotional goodbyes to Trish, Ellen, his mom and me telling each of us the special love he had for each of us. Whitney insisted on taking him to the airport because she wanted her face to be the one he saw as he left, and the one he remembered the most while deployed. I was moved by how much this young woman loved my son. 

When she returned from her mission, Whitney was emotionally devastated. She could not stop the tears from flowing from her eyes, nor could she control the sobbing that seemingly processed her body. 

Tina was quick to realize that what Whitney needed at that moment was a mom. Only a mom could understand the sense of loss that Whitney was feeling, and Tina instinctively knew what she needed to do to soothe Whitney's hurt. 

Taking the young woman in her arms, Tina held Whitney close, her right hand on the back of the blonde's head, her left arm encircling Whitney's upper back. 

"Shhhhh. Shhhhh. Shhhhh" Tina whispered repeatedly. "It's ok sweetie. Everything's going to be ok." 

Tina held Whitney like that for a very long time, whispering soothing words and reassurances to her daughter. 

Whitney's sobbing slowly ebbed, but her breathing was still erratic, sounding very much like a little girl whose heart had been broken. 

~~~~ 

It took a few days for Whitney to recover from the deep emotional and physical loss she experienced with her new husband deploying to a far away combat zone, but e-mail and Skype were her savior as she was able to remain in communication with the man she loved completely. 

Gradually, Whitney's libido also returned. Initially following Mark's departure she spent most nights in the arms of the other person she was truly in love with: Ellen. We knew very well that Ellen and Whitney were almost as deeply in love as Mark and Whitney are, so their nightly coupling was no surprise. Of course Whitney, insatiable as she is, succumbed to her need to have a real, flesh and blood cock inside of her and before long had joined Tina, Trish, and me in our bed where I fulfilled my role as her surrogate cock (as did Trish) and all three of us served as her surrogate bottoms whenever she desired to skillfully wield her strap-on. Trish, Tina, and I were privately thankful that Ellen was still at home as she was able to supply some of the physical love Whitney required daily, providing the three of us with much needed alone time. 

~~~~ 

About a month after Mark had departed for Afghanistan, Whitney began feeling sick, experiencing frequent bouts of nausea. Tina, Trish, and I were quick to understand that she was pregnant, but the thought that she may be carrying our grandchild never crossed the gorgeous blondes mind. 

"Mom, I think I need to go see a doctor." Whitney confided to Tina. "I feel sick all of the time lately and I'm just so worn out." 

Tina knew that Whitney had conceived while Mark was home between assignments, but wanted her daughter to work through the issue on her own. "Oh baby, it's probably just the flu or a virus, but I'll make an appointment for you with my doctor. Don't worry Whit, we'll get to the bottom of this and you'll be good as new in no time." 

"Thanks mom, you really are the best and I am so blessed to be able to stay here with you." 

"We're blessed to have you baby". 

~~~~ 

"YOU'RE GOING TO BE A DAD!!" Whitney screamed into the web cam at Mark. "Oh my God! Mark, Honey! Your child is inside of me! Your baby is growing in my womb! Merry Christmas baby!!" 

"You're not fucking with me, are you Whit? We're really going to have a baby?" Mark asked, tears streaming down his battle hardened cheeks. 

Whitney's eyes sparkled as tears stained her face as well. She was so caught up in Mark's surprise and joy that she could only nod. 

"I'M GONNA BE A DAD! I'M GONNA BE A DAD! HOLY SHIT! MY BRIDE IS PREGNANT!" he screamed as he leapt and danced in front of his camera. "Oh my God, Whitney, I didn't think I could love you any more, but this puts it over the top. Holy shit. WOW!" 

We could hear the cheers of Mark's fellow Marines in the background as he announced the news. 

"Mark, sweetie, I love you too! I'm over the moon happy. You make me so happy! I love you Mark! Merry Christmas" 

"I love you too Whit! Merry Christmas to you too and to the rest of you listening in!!" 

Whitney's screen went dark as the timed session expired. We had been watching their call from a distance to allow the young mom and dad-to-be their privacy, but when the call concluded we rushed her, encircling her, holding her close, congratulating her, and reassuring her that everything was going to be fine. 

~~~~ 

The next morning I went downstairs to start coffee when I heard retching from the bathroom across the hall from Ellen's room. 

Peeking my head in the door to investigate, I found a naked Whitney on her knees, head in the toilet, dry heaving, her perfect ass staring me in the face. I was able to shove my arousal aside long enough to kneel next to her and soothe her quietly while my hand gently stroked her back. 

"You OK?" I asked. 

"I'm fine dad. This nausea sucks, but it's a small price to pay to have Mark's baby inside me" she answered. 

"Let me know if there is anything I can do..." I began before another dry heave hit her. 

"Thanks dad, I will. Just stay here with me for a few minutes, will you?" 

"Of course." I replied. 

I knelt next to my nauseous daughter for several minutes until it seemed the waves of retching had passed. 

"You good?" I asked. 

"I'm good" she replied through an appreciative smile. 

Still on my knees I turned to leave, but before standing I gave the crack of her ass a long, playful lick. 

"Dad!" she cried. 

"Sorry honey, I couldn't help myself" 

"No, it's OK. Really more than OK. Do it again" she demanded. 

Again I gave her ass a long, slow lick this time stopping to focus a little on her pucker. 

"Keep doing that dad, right there." she instructed. "I can't believe this is happening, but my morning sickness is going away." 

I simply love licking a woman's asshole and I get turned on whenever I do it. With my tongue licking and probing Whitney's sweet bud, I extended my right hand to play with her pussy. The instant I touched her she said "No. Please. Just my ass." 

I was happy to oblige her. I continued to lick and prod the luscious ass of my daughter, relieving her of the discomforts of morning sickness. 

"Thanks dad. I feel so much better now. I may actually be able to function today." she declared before turning and kissing me gently on the lips. "Thanks again. Same time and place tomorrow?" she asked. 

"Anything for you my dear child" I answered. 

I left the bathroom with an engorged cock and the blonde vixen, whose ass I had just eaten, had no intention of finishing me off. 

With a raging hard-on, I made coffee before heading up to the master suite to see if one of my sexy wives would be able to relieve my condition. 

"I'd love to honey, but I'm dressed for work." Tina answered as she gave my erection a quick stroke. 

"I would love to Clark," Trish offered "but I'm late for work myself." Trish gave the head of my cock a quick kiss before kissing me on the lips and rushing off to work. 

Dejected, I decided to hop in the shower and take matters into my own hands. Starting the shower, I waited for the water to warm before stepping into the tile enclosure. I had no sooner started to wash my hair before the door opened and I was joined by my daughter Ellen. 

"Whitney is napping and mom said there might be a treat for me in here. Is this for me?" she asked as her petite hand wrapped around the girth of my manhood. 

I instinctively enveloped the lovely young brunette in my arms and kissed her lovingly while she fisted my erection. 

"It's been a while since we've played daddy. Tell me want you want me to do." she cooed. 

"I would like you to spread your legs and let me make love to you young lady" I breathlessly confessed. 

"I'd like that too daddy" she replied. 

Without another word I lowered my hands to her firm ass, picked her up and pressed her to the shower wall. Ellen wrapped her toned legs around my back and I slowly lowered her onto my jutting rod. I slipped effortlessly into her wet, waiting vagina. 

"That feels so good, daddy" she whimpered as she began bucking her hips against my fleshy intruder. "I love your cock and the way it fills me up dad. Make love to your little girl." 

I pressed my body firmly against Ellen as we kissed deeply, emotionally. I kneaded the globes of Ellen's butt while our hips reciprocated and gyrated against each other, reveling in the pleasure we were giving each other. 

Our mouths never separated, our eyes never opened. My hands and fingers played with Ellen's butt cheeks and anus, her hands roamed over my back, arms, and sides. We were engulfed in the pleasure we were sharing. A father and a daughter physically expressing their love for one another. 

We needed no words as we were experienced lovers. I felt Ellen's movements become more urgent, her breathing more shallow and I knew she was on the verge of cumming. My own orgasm was approaching, signaled by the aching behind my balls. My cock became harder, the head even more swollen as I pummeled my daughter's drooling pussy. 

Each groaning into the other's mouth, we reached the peak of our physical pleasure and we came together. I ejaculated copious amounts of semen into my daughter's clutching, spasming pussy where it mixed with her own generous cum before running down my shaft, over my scrotum and onto the shower floor. We continued to kiss and touch as we recovered from our satisfying cums. 

Breaking our epic kiss I whispered "Thank you sweetheart." 

"Thank you daddy. That was wonderful, absolutely beautiful" she confessed. 

When I softened and slipped out of her velvety tunnel, Ellen dropped to her knees and cleaned me of our combined fluids. When she stood I returned the favor, tonguing her pussy hole and labia clean of our cum. I stood and kissed her lovingly before taking turns washing each other. 

After exiting the shower and drying off, I gently took Ellen's face in my hands, gazed into her eyes and emotionally confided "I love you Ellen." 

"I love you dad" she said with a smile before heading downstairs, I assume to cuddle and nap with her lover Whitney. 

~~~~ 

The following morning I woke a little earlier than normal and headed downstairs to make coffee. Not surprisingly Whitney was on her knees in the restroom dry heaving. 

"Need some help?" I asked. 

"Will you do what you did yesterday dad? I felt so much better when you were done." she requested. 

I dutifully knelt behind her and slipped my tongue between the shapely globes of her buttocks. I lavished her little asshole with languid licks and probing pokes, causing her nausea to slowly ebb and the dry heaving to cease. 

"I feel so much better. Thanks for taking care of me dad" she said. 

"You're good then?" I asked. 

"I'm good" she replied, obviously relieved. 

Again I was left in a state of severe arousal, and sought the aid of Trish or Tina for my own relief. When I arrived in our bedroom, Tina was in the shower but Trish was gloriously naked on the bed playing with her own erect cock. 

"Looks like we could both use a little relief" she cooed. 

"You are so beautiful in the morning honey. Is that for me?" 

"Mmmm" she purred. "Your flattery will get you everywhere stud. Now get over here, get on your back, and let me take care of what ails you." 

I leapt over her naked body and lay next to her on my back. Trish surprised me when she climbed between my legs and positioned her cock at the entrance of my ass instead of going down on me. 

"Not exactly what I thought you had in mind, but your welcome inside of me anytime!" I told her as she pressed her hard girl cock into my willing ass. 

"I know you well enough now that we'll both cum this way" Trish said with a smile. 

My body relaxed, welcoming this beautiful woman's intruding member into me. 

"That's so good Trish. I love having you inside of me." 

Trish completely buried her cock in my rectum and began slowly, lovingly stroking in and out of me. She smiled at the look of contentment on my face before lowering herself, pressing her breasts to me and kissing me deeply and lovingly. 

Raising up a little and resting on her elbows yet keeping her chest pressed to mine she began rolling her hips, thrusting deeply into me eager ass. My cock self lubricated as it rubbed erotically between our bellies. 

"You're going to cum from this, aren't you?" she stated more than asked with a shit eating grin on her face. 

I answered by wrapping my legs around her waist and completely surrendering myself to her. 

"God yes Trish! I always cum when you fuck me!" 

Her tongue was in my mouth instantly. Each time she thrust into me, I used my legs to pull her in as deeply as I could to maximize our mutual pleasure. 

Trish's thrusts evolved from those of a woman making love to her man to those of a woman possessed, madly fucking her submissive lover. 

I loved every second of it. 

Trish lifted her mouth from mine and gazed deeply into my eyes. She was ready to cum, and was checking to see if I was ready too. My smile signaled that I was there, and that she was free to unload at will. Trish's rich semen exploded from her cock into my receptive ass, causing my hard and well lubricated cock to spurt it's load between our abdomens. Her mouth was on mine again as she continued to briefly pump into my gripping ass. Soon she withdrew and placed her softening cock next to mine. We humped against each other like that, kissing and petting as we did. 

So a morning ritual was started. I would soothe Whitney's nausea by licking her ass, one of the ladies would take care of my subsequent arousal, and everyone went to work happy. 

~~~~ 

It was now May. Whitney was six months into her pregnancy and was really showing. She had a glow about her all of the time. She enjoyed being pregnant, especially now that the morning sickness had ebbed. Of course, she was still willing to let me lick her ass on occasion just because she knew how much I liked to do it and how much it turned me on. 

Our son and Whitney's husband Mark was in Afghanistan, as was his older brother John. They weren't stationed together, but were able to make infrequent contact. 

Whitney sent daily e-mails and she spoke to Mark on Skype whenever she could. She was intent on keeping Mark up to date on how her pregnancy was progressing. She impressed me with the way she was handling this separation from her husband. 

On a warm Saturday morning, Trish, Tina, and I were in bed doing what we loved the most: making love to each other. I'm not sure how we managed the position, but Tina and I were on our sides facing each other, my cock sliding in and out of her horny bald pussy. Trish was on her side with her sexy shemale cock in Tina's mouth and my tongue in the crack of her ass. We were enjoying a very slow, unrushed session of lovemaking. It was just the three of us, emotionally and spiritually joined as one. 

It was around 10:00am when we heard the doorbell ring. Ellen and Whitney were downstairs so we didn't bother stopping the activity we were involved in. One of the girls would get the door. 

"NOOOOOOO!! NOOOOOOO!! NOOOOOOO!!" 

The shrieking scream reached our ears. All three of us were up in a flash, donned some form of clothing and bolted downstairs. 

Whitney was on the floor of the foyer in the fetal position screaming and sobbing. Ellen was trying to soothe her, but she was sobbing as well. When I looked toward the door, I saw a US Marine in dress blues standing at perfect attention with two more Marines behind him and I knew what this was all about. It seemed like time stood still as I looked at Tina and saw the realization of what was going on start to spread across her face. I saw the same look on Trish's face. 

"No. It can't be. There has to have been a mistake" Tina uttered with a quaking voice. 

Trish was sobbing now as she also tended to the sobbing and screaming Whitney. 

The handsome young Marine asked "Mr. Clark Pratt?" 

"Yes." I answered hoarsely, hot tears beginning to roll down my cheeks. 

"Mr. Pratt, I regret to inform you that your son, Corporal Mark Pratt, was killed in action in Afghanistan on 12 May..." 

My mind shutdown after that. 

Tina was hugging me, sobbing so hard she could barely breathe. My tears felt like acid as they rolled down my face. I was devastated, but could not begin to know the pain Tina felt. She had a relationship, a bond, with both sons that was deeper than most moms and sons ever have. Deeper than many husbands and wives have. Mark was not only her son, but her lover too. 

...will be in contact with you in a couple of days." I heard the stoic Marine say before he snapped a perfect salute. 

I released my death grip around Tina and returned his salute with one of my own as only a Marine can. 

The three Marines pivoted in perfect time and with steps in unison returned to their car and drove away. 

In a matter of minutes our world had been turned upside down. Tina, Trish and I had lost a son. Ellen had lost a brother. Whitney had lost her husband. But worst of all, our unborn grandchild had lost his or her father. His or her dad. 

I closed the front door and walked to where Whitney lay. I knelt beside her, placing an arm under her knees and one under her neck. I stood, cradling the beautiful widow in my arms. I buried my face in her hair as she wrapped her arms around my neck and I bawled. Deep, mournful, soul wrenching sobs. 

"I'm so sorry baby girl. I'm so sorry Whitney" I whispered repeatedly as I cradled her in the foyer. Soon Trish, Tina, and Ellen had surrounded us. The pain on their faces was overwhelming. None of us, in our wildest imaginations, ever expected to be facing this. Don't get me wrong, we knew this was a possibility. Mark was a Marine in hostile territory after all. But this was supposed to happen to someone else, not us. 

"Clark, carry her upstairs to our room" Tina managed through her anguish. 

I slowly climbed the stairs cradling the mourning wife of my son, still whispering reassurance and condolences to her. I gently lay my daughter on our bed where she was immediately descended upon by Ellen and Trish who did their best to comfort the young mother-to-be. 

Tina held me tight, threatening to squeeze the air out of my lungs. "Tell me this isn't happening! Clark, please, for the love of God... TELL ME THIS ISN'T HAPPENING!!" She screamed in overwhelming grief. 

I had no words. I could only hold her and let my tears fall on her neck as my body convulsed with great sobs. 

Whitney lay on the bed curled up with her knees drawn to her chest holding a pillow over her head with both hands to muffle her wails of anguish. Ellen knelt beside Whit, her face buried in her hands as she rocked back and forth, openly mourning the loss of her brother and lover. Trish sat on the edge of the bed, staring ahead blankly as a steady stream of tears flowed from her blue-green eyes and across her cheeks. The trauma we were now experiencing clearly showed the love we all had for Mark, and in his passing a great cleft had been opened in our lives; a wound that might never heal. 

We stayed like this for quite some time, though the world just seemed to stop for us, until my cell rang. 




My Journey Ch. 10



I released Tina and answered my cell. 

"Hello?" I mustered through the tears. 

"Tell me it's not true dad. Tell me Mark is OK" he implored. 

"I'm sorry John, the Marines just left. I'm afraid Mark was killed in action" I croaked. "He's gone." 

"GOD DAMN IT! FUCKING SONS OF FUCKING BITCH! MOTHERFUCKERS!" he screamed in anger and frustration. 

We were both silent for several seconds. 

"How? What happened?" he asked, his voice betraying his tears. 

"We don't know for sure John, other than it was as a result of enemy fire. Hopefully we find out more in a couple of days" I answered. 

"FUCK ME! GOD DAMN IT DAD! THIS ISN'T HOW IT WAS SUPPOSED TO GO!" 

"I know John. We're hurting pretty bad too. Do you want to talk to your mom?" 

"I can't dad. It's why I called you. I have to go and make arrangements to escort Mark home somehow. I love you dad. I'm sorry this happened. Tell everyone I love them." and he was gone. 

"John sends his love" I managed to mutter. 

Trish rose from her spot on the bed and pulled Tina and me in close. "I thought I had prepared myself for this. I was wrong. So very wrong" she sobbed. "I feel like a part of me just died. My heart hurts, and I can't imagine what the two of you are enduring." 

Tina and I were speechless. We could only try to comfort each other with our hands, rubbing the other's backs and arms. 

Excusing myself from our embrace. I leaned over the bed, moved the pillow covering Whitney's head, and gently kissed her forehead. "I'm so sorry baby. So sorry." I paced my hand in the middle of Ellen's back, kissing her on the forehead too. She threw her arms around me and sobbed into my shoulder. 

"Take care of Whit" I instructed and headed out the bedroom door. I made my way down the stairs, across the backyard and into the clearing where I collapsed to my knees, forehead on the ground with my hands clasped behind my neck and screamed until I was hoarse. 

~~~~ 

They say 'time heals all wounds', but I think 'heal' is too strong of a word. Time may soothe all wounds, but some wounds can't heal. It took a few days, but the overwhelming grief we felt transitioned into an aching emptiness. 

Tina and I had requested, and received, leaves of absence from our jobs so we could cope with our loss. My boss told me that the owner of our firm said I could have all the time I needed, a month, six months, a year, a decade, and my job would be waiting for me. Trish had requested a leave as well but was denied as Mark was not considered a "close blood relative" of hers, so she did what any smart girl like her should do. She quit. And, based on the language she had in her employment contract, all of her intellectual property went with her. The security software she had written was her intellectual property, and all evidence of it was scrubbed from the companies computers and servers before she left. 

"Perhaps you'll involve HR the next time you consider a request like mine" she politely advised her boss before walking out of the front door for the last time. Three coworkers followed her to her car, each carrying a box of her personal items. 

~~~~ 

John somehow managed to get assigned to the team that escorted Mark's casket back to the States. The Marine Corp makes sure that the remains of their brothers are always handled with utmost care and respect when making their way to their final resting place. We chose to have Mark interred in Missouri so we could easily visit him. 

The Marines arranged to have the family present on the tarmac when the aircraft arrived in St. Louis and as Mark was taken off the plane. We stood in the warm Spring breeze, bathed in the fumes of spent kerosene as passengers on the United jet watched through the Plexiglas portals. Two Marines departed the jet and walked down the steps to the tarmac. It was John and another Marine. They walked lock step to the side of the aircraft where they were joined by four more Marines. 

A baggage elevator was positioned at the cargo door. Mark's casket was gently loaded onto the conveyor belt and slowly lowered to the ground as the six Marines stood at attention, perfect salutes honoring their fallen brother. 

When the flag draped coffin reached the bottom of the elevator, a Marine on either side grabbed a handle and gently carried the casket until two more Marines grabbed a handle. They walked until the third pair of Marines had a handle. 

With the precision of the Silent Drill Team the six Marines carried our son's body toward the waiting hearse. 

As the first pair of Marines reached the rear of the spotless black Cadillac, Whitney broke from our ranks and rushed the casket. Tina stepped and reached to try and stop her, but I quickly grabbed Tina's elbow and stopped her. "She needs to grieve" I said. Tina nodded that she understood. 

Whitney clung to the ornate box that contained what was left of the man she loved, wailing and sobbing continually. The Marines showed incredible class as they stood motionless, holding the weight of the casket and the weight of the pregnant widow as they waited to finish their assignment. Eventually Whitney relented and the Marines completed loading the sarcophagus into the hearse. 

Whitney climbed into the back of the car with the casket. The guy that I assume was the funeral director attempted to extricate the beautiful blonde but she was having nothing of it. I strode over to the man and strongly suggested he unhand her and let her ride in back with her husband. I'm not sure if it was my beet red face or the stern looks he received from six ripped Marines, but he relented. "This is highly irregular" he advised in his effeminate little voice. 

"It's even more irregular that a nineteen year old woman is left a widow and her child left fatherless. Now shut your fucking mouth, get in the car, and do your job" I commanded through clenched teeth. 

Luckily there was enough jet engine noise that no one heard what I had said to the funeral director. 

John climbed into the front seat of the hearse, and the other five Marines climbed into a van. We were placed back in our van and the caravan began it's mournful journey to the funeral home. 

At the funeral home the process was reversed. John helped Whitney out of the back of the hearse. She hugged him tightly and thanked him, though he did not reciprocate. He couldn't, it would be a breech of protocol. 

The six Marines carried the casket inside with incredible agility and precision. Once it was placed on the stainless steel cart, the honor guard saluted Mark before falling out. John stayed with us, the other five Marines were driven to a hotel. 

Tina was quick to finally greet her son and wordlessly welcome him home. Somehow, John's presence helped us forget why he was even there. 

Once Tina broke her embrace, John turned to Whitney who was resting her cheek on the field of stars of the flag draping her husbands coffin. He snapped a perfect Marine salute at her before managing to say, through his constricting throat "Mrs. Pratt, on behalf of the United States Marine Corp, please accept my deepest and most sincere condolences." 

Whitney ran to him and threw her arms around him. This time John could respond and wrapped his arms around her as well. "I'm so sorry Whitney. I know how much you love him. He loved you just as much. You were his first thought every day and last thought every night. He adored you. He worshipped you. Remember that." 

"Thank you John. I will. And thank you for escorting him back here" she replied. 

John just nodded through his tears. 

John and I shook hands before embracing. He whispered in my ear "Don't tell anyone else, but they won't let me go back." 

We broke our embrace. Despite his brother's recent death, the expression on his face was one of disappointment. John wanted to go back to Afghanistan for more combat. 

"Two weeks at Lejeune and then I'll be home for good. They're discharging me" he whispered. 

"That's good news John. Why the disappointment?" 

"Because all I know is being a Marine. What am I gonna do?" his voice was thick with genuine angst and concern. 

"You're going to help this family recover John. That's what you're going to do." 

He nodded. 

Ellen and Trish in turn welcomed John home with hugs of deep hurt and abounding joy. 

~~~~ 

I awoke the next day trying to prepare myself for what I was certain would be the most difficult day of my life. I was going to bury my son. 

As I wrestled with my red paisley necktie, I looked out the window over the backyard. Trish and Tina held each other stationary in the midst of their flowers. It was so touching to see two people so deeply in love share their hurt and sadness. It was pretty clear that both were crying, trying to find the courage to face the reality of a truly awful day. 

Trish, Tina, and I took my Camry for the short drive to the cemetery where we chose to place Mark. John, Ellen, and Whitney took Tina's car. It would be a very small affair per our request. Just the six of us and the Marine personnel who would conduct the solemn ceremony. 

Six chairs had been placed graveside for us. We shuffled single file from our cars to the quiet knoll that was to be Mark's final resting place. 

We took our place in the provided chairs. A well decorated Marine approached the podium and read Mark's obituary. The six of us tried unsuccessfully to fight back our tears. 

When the reading was over, we heard in the distance "Ready... Aim... Fire" 

BANG! 

We jerked at the noise of the first salvo. 

"Aim... Fire" 

BANG! 

"Aim... Fire" 

BANG! 

The bugler played "Taps" as the color guard removed the flag from Mark's coffin and began to fold it. I have always been impressed by the skill of those who perform this act. Every single fold was perfect. Every motion was crisp. Every face registered the solemnity of the moment as they prepared the flag for final presentation. 

When the folding was done, one Marine held the triangle of fabric while another inspected it to be sure it was perfect. The inspecting Marine then took the flag, pivoted and handed it to the Marine who had read the obituary. He stepped smartly in front of Whitney and took a knee. 

"On behalf of a grateful nation" he said in a drawl as he presented the flag to the very pregnant widow. He continued "I have never done this at a funeral before ma'am. I read the after action reports of the battle in which your husband was killed. I assure you that Mark's actions that day were those of a true Marine and a bona fide hero. Your husband's actions saved the lives of many, many Marines. Each one of them owe him a debt that they will never be able to repay. I only hope that in time these words will bring you solace and comfort. 

"Mr. and Mrs. Pratt" he said addressing Tina and me. "You should be very proud of the men you have raised. Both of them have served their country with dignity and honor. They are the embodiment of the United States Marine Corp." 

The officer shook my hand before departing. 

One of the young Marines approached Whitney and also took a knee. 

"Mrs. Pratt, I served with Mark in the Sandbox. There were only two things in his life that mattered to him. You, and his family. He was a gentle soul, but he was the fiercest warrior I have ever seen. Generations of American fighting men will speak of what your husband did before he died. I am a better Marine and man for knowing him. Please know that all of us share your grief. Mark will never be forgotten." He wiped the trails from his cheeks with his white gloved hand before rising, shaking my and John's hand, and departing. 

Each member of the color guard approached Whitney and expressed their gratitude and sadness at the loss of such a great man. 

When the Marine detail had departed, Whitney rose and rested against Mark's casket. She pressed her belly against the side of the container. "He's going to be exactly like you honey, I just know it." 

We went back to the house and sat in stunned, exhausted silence until the sun began to set. Still in our mourning clothes I walked into the kitchen, grabbed a glass of bourbon and a cigar before walking to the patio door. 

"Let's go sit on the deck. Mark wouldn't want us to be here like this, would he?" 

The others looked at each other as they thought about what I had said. 

Whitney surprised me when she was the first to speak. "No, no he wouldn't. He would want us talking about him, remembering him, and sharing funny stories. Come on, let's go" she encouraged before struggling to her feet and joining me. 

The others shortly followed and soon the six of us were outside around the table. I slid my bourbon over to John and asked if anyone else wanted one. Everyone, including Whitney said "Sure!". 

I returned from the kitchen with four more bourbons and a glass of apple juice for Whitney. As she took a sip of her apple juice she exclaimed "Oooo! Mark's kicking me!" 

We all looked at her quizzingly. 

"The baby. It's a boy and his name is Mark" she answered. 

"When did you find that out?" Tina asked. 

"I didn't find out. I just know it." There seemed to be a sudden calmness about her. It was the first time in many days that I had not seen her crying. 

We talked late into the night about Mark. Tina and I shared stories about Mark when he was a baby. Ellen and John had stories from their school years. Whitney let us know what a hopeless romantic Mark was, sharing details of their honeymoon and the times they had alone. 

It was a very cathartic experience for all of us. With so many memories of that fine young man, we realized that we would never be without Mark. Could our recovery actually be underway? 

~~~~ 

It had been about five weeks since we buried Mark, and though the process was slow we were indeed beginning to recover. Trish, Tina, and I had not been intimate during that time. We were too focused on our emotional health and dealing with our grief that sex was the furthest thing from our minds. Oh, we slept together every night, but we simply found solace in our closeness. Sometimes the death of a child can tear a marriage apart. We were determined not to let that happen to us. We made sure that we simply loved one another through this trial. Our unusual marriage was stronger for it, because we all learned that our relationship really was based on mutual support and self sacrifice - each doing what was best for the other partners. Great sex, it turns out, was just a bonus. 

I was relaxing in the pool by myself one afternoon when I heard the patio door open and saw Trish pad across the yard. She was naked and flaccid. She entered the pool via the shallow end until she was neck deep in water. "Get out of hose trunks and come hold me" she begged. 

I stripped out of my trunks and joined her, wrapping my arms around her holding her close to me. She wrapped her arms around me and we held each other, cheeks pressed together, enjoying the love we shared. 

Until I felt my cock start to rise, that is. I was embarrassed that I was getting hard. This was supposed to be non-sexual - comforting each other. 

I was relieved when I felt her tool hardening against mine. "I guess this means we're still attracted to each other, huh?" she asked. 

"I'm sorry Trish. I didn't me..." 

"Shh. It's OK. Really. It's more than OK. It's just another step in getting back to normal baby." 

"You're right. It is OK, and it feels really good." 

Trish smiled before kissing me, probing my mouth with her tongue. We were pretty into our kiss and didn't notice Tina standing by the edge of the pool. 

"I need you both. Upstairs. Right away" Tina pled, her voice dripping with desperation. She turned and scurried back to the house. Fearing some kind of emergency, Trish and I marched out of the pool hand in hand, making our way upstairs. 

Once in our bedroom we found Tina naked on the bed. She was stroking her clit with the middle finger of her right hand. "I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't feel like this yet, but I need you. I need to feel you inside of me" she whimpered. After a long pause she sheepishly admitted "Both of you. Together." 

Trish and I, both fully erect after our brief tryst in the pool and the sight of Tina on the bed, stood agape. Did we here her right? We cast questioning glances at her. 

"Did I stutter?" she asked rhetorically. 

"Well, no, but it sounded like you wanted... to..." I started. 

"I do! I want to be DPd. I can't make it any clearer than that, can I?" She quipped. 

"But, baby, we've never done that before. Are you sure?" Trish inquired. 

"For some reason I can't explain, ever since we lost Mark I have had this need to have both of you inside of me at the same time. Somehow my brain thinks I need it to make us one again. I don't know. I just know I need it, and I need it now" she implored. 

Trish and I joined the sexy brunette on the bed and covered her mature, shapely body with passionate kisses and caresses. We wanted to make sure Tina was completely aroused. 

After a few minutes of foreplay, Tina rolled me to my back and straddled my groin. As she kissed me deeply she lowered herself onto my excited stick. She was so wet and hot, I thought for sure I'd blow my load right then and there. 

"I've missed this so much Clark. You feel so good inside my pussy." She bounced up and down on my cock a couple of time before looking at Trish. 

"Two holes no waiting you gorgeous, exotic creature" 

Tina laid her torso down on mine, reached behind with both hands and spread her ass cheeks. 

Trish grabbed a bottle of lube and prepared herself and Tina for what was to come. 

Kneeling behind her wife, Trish pressed the swollen head of her perfect cock against Tina's asshole. 

"Ready?" Trish asked. 

"God yes. I need you inside me Trish. Please put that gorgeous cock of yours in my ass. Please!" 

Trish slowly slid the length of her penis into her wife's ass until her pelvis was pressed against Tina's butt cheeks. 

"Oh my God. Oh my GOD! This is incredible!" Tina began to work back and forth, sliding the two hard cocks in and out of her. Trish and I held still, letting Tina do the work and get accustomed to being so full. "FUCK! We should have done this a long time ago! OH GOD! Fuck me! Fuck me good!" 

Trish and I took that as our queue. I pushed my cock up into Tina's dripping pussy as Trish pulled her cock out until only the head remained in her wife's rectum. When Trish pushed her cock in, I pulled out. With a little practice, we developed an excellent rhythm and were soon fucking Tina (based on her howling and calling out to God) through a non-stop orgasm and to within an inch of her life. 

There was a great deal of pleasure for Trish and I, too. Through the thin tissue that separated Tina's pussy and rectum, I could feel Trish's cock rubbing against mine. And, with a cock in her ass, Tina's pussy seemed more snug. 

After only about ten minutes of fucking I felt compelled to ask "Is anyone else close?" 

"I'm with you baby" Trish answered. "Are you ready for me to cum in your ass honey?" Trish panted. 

"God yes, cum in my ass Trish. Cum in my pussy Clark. You're both fucking me sooo gooood!" 

I watched as Trish grabbed Tina's hips and started pounding like she meant it. Soon, she threw her head back and emptied her pearly essence into our wife's tight ass. I made one final thrust into Tina's slick tunnel before unleashing more than a months worth of cum into her womb. Trish and I pumped so much cum into Tina, I'm surprised she wasn't spitting it out. My cum and Tina's cum leaked out around my cock, and I could feel Trish's cum dripping onto my balls. 

Tina devoured my mouth with hers as she tried to snake her tongue down my throat. She was on fire due to the complete fucking she just received. Trish pressed her cock as deep into Tina as she could, forcing Tina to push back on my cock as hard as she could. I felt like she was trying to get my entire body in her pussy. 




My Journey Ch. 10



"I needed that so badly!" Tina finally confessed, panting. "Keep your cocks in me. Please. I want to savor this feeling." Tina raised herself up on her arms and arched her back. Craning her neck, she and Trish tongue kissed while Trish cupped Tina's full, hanging breasts and fondled them, all the while shoving her cock as far up Tina's ass as she could. 

We all rolled to one side, keeping Tina sandwiched between us and our cocks inside of her. Somehow I stayed hard for almost ten minutes after I came. I know it wasn't my cock ring. It had to be the extended period of chastity. 

Of course, I did eventually go soft, as did Trish, and we slipped out of Tina's thoroughly fucked body. We kissed, caressed, and held each other for a long time. Tina placed a feathery kiss on my cheek. "I love you Clark" she whispered. I smiled. Tina gave Trish a gentle kiss on the lips. "I love you Trish." 

Oh, baby, I love you so very much. More than I will ever be able to say" Trish whispered. 

We basked in the moment before Tina suggested a swim to cool down and get rid of some of the sweat. 

"With or without?" I asked. 

"Without" Tina answered, as if I had to ask such a stupid question. 

"Duh-uh" Trish added. 

We made our way out to the pool, naked, holding hands. 

What we saw there warmed our hearts, and let us know we weren't the only ones on our way to recovery. 

John and Ellen were in the shallow pool. John was gently and lovingly thrusting into his sister while they kissed deeply. Whitney was naked, in a chaise lounge that was in the shallow pool watching intently as she languidly stroked her clit and meaty pussy lips. 

"Aren't you going to join them Whit?" Tina asked. 

"Nah. Right now cock makes me a little uncomfortable with Mark inside here and all" she answered, rubbing her hands over her swollen belly. Even at seven months into her pregnancy, Whitney was stunningly sexy. 

"If you don't mind Whitney, I'd be happy to help you out" Tina offered. 

"Would you? I'd like that a lot, mom!" 

Tina laid down on her back in the shallow pool. Whitney got out of her lounge and straddled Tina's face, facing her feet. As soon as Whitney's pussy was in reach, Tina's tongue was all over it. On her knees, Whitney kneaded her ever growing tit flesh and threw her head back in pleasure. It was very erotic watching my wife lick the genitals of her very pregnant daughter. 

Trish and I retired to the grass where we kissed and stroked each other back to full hardness. I loved the way Trish's cock felt in my hand. A perfect fit, it was like it was made to be there. And in my mouth. And in my ass. 

While Ellen came again and again on her brother's cock, and Whitney came again and again on Tina's face, I positioned Trish so she could watch the goings on while I sucked her perfectly sculpted cock. 

At first I just swirled my tongue over the head, but soon Trish was thrusting her hips, indicating she wanted me to take it all. As I started sucking her cock like she desired, I slipped my thumb into her perfect asshole and wiggled it around. 

I have no idea how long I fellated her. It didn't matter. I knew it was what I loved to do, and she loved me doing it. When I felt Trish's delicate fingers try to entwine in my short hair, I knew I was close to getting a treat. 

"Oh!" 

"Oh!" 

"Oh!" she squeaked as cum erupted from her gurl-cock into my sucking mouth. I greedily swallowed every drop, loving, savoring the taste of my wife. 

"I love the way you suck my cock Clark" Trish cooed. 

"I love the way you taste. I have always loved your cum" I confessed. 

Trish repositioned herself so she was on her knees, her chin resting on her forearms and her ass high in the air. "Take me, Clark" she whispered while she watched John and Ellen make beautiful love. 

I knelt behind my shemale wife and began to orally worship her ass, licking, sucking, probing the luscious hole that would soon be coaxing a load of cum from my body. 

"It's so wonderful watching the kids make love Clark, and Tina is so loving the way she's helping Whitney" Trish spoke. 

I was busy adoring Trish's bud, and grunted an "Uh-huh" in reply. 

When I felt Trish was sufficiently prepared, I positioned myself to enter her, and slowly fed my erection into her gurl-pussy. Once embedded in her body, I took hold of her cock and fondled it as I slowly drove my cock in and out of her ass. 

"Your cock feels so good Clark." 

Trish clenched her sphincter around my member. 

"Nice and slow baby. I want to savor the scene." 

I was enjoying the show as well. John was making gentle love to his sister, his mouth never leaving hers, and Tina continued to provide Whitney with much needed sexual release. I knew at that moment that our family was turning the corner in our mourning.  

John's thrusting into Ellen's slick pussy slowed in pace but increased in depth. I knew he was pumping a massive load of his cum into her convulsing womb. 

As his insistent thrusting stopped, Ellen placed her hands on his cheeks, and pushed his face away from hers so she could look into his eyes. She uttered no words, but even as far away as I was I could see the depth of emotion she was feeling at that moment. A small tear formed in the corner of her eye and dribbled across her delicate cheekbone. John lovingly swept it away with his index finger. With his cock still embedded in her body, John wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her neck. Ellen did the same. Brother and sister held each other, comforting each other there in the shallow pool. 

Tina and Whitney had switched positions without me noticing. Whitney was lovingly applying her oral skills to my wife's slippery sex while Tina kissed, caressed, and whispered to the young woman's distended tummy. 

"I love you so much little baby" Tina cooed. "We can't wait until you're here with us. You will be the most loved child ever. Your aunts, and uncle, and grammas, and grampa can't wait to hold you and show you how much you are loved. And we're all gonna make sure you know what a wonderful man your dad was..." her voice trailed off as Whitney's tongue brought her to a climax. 

"Oh Whitney! That was so good sweetie! I love you! I love you so much!" Tina exclaimed as she climbed off of Whitney, and positioned herself next to the young vixen. The two petted and kissed each other's faces with little pecks and lingering kisses on the lips. 

The intimacy of the erotic scene was too much for me to control. "Are you ready for me?" I asked. 

"Always baby. Cum whenever you want" Trish replied. 

So I did. The semen erupted from the end of my cock, basting Trish's bowels in multiple blasts that left me spent. I collapsed on Trish's back then rolled us to our sides, still embedded in her ass. Trish twisted her torso, her right hand on the back of my head. She pulled me to her, her tongue seeking mine while my hands sought her cock and a breast. 

Briefly ending our kiss, Trish whispered "I am so in love with you baby. I needed to feel you inside of me so bad. So bad." Her mouth was back on mine, but it was a gentler, less urgent kiss. One of those kisses that conveys volumes of emotions. 

John uncoupled from Ellen and made his way to where his mom and Whitney lay. Kneeling, he kissed Tina on the lips. "I love you, mom." 

"I love you too, John" she managed, barely audible. 

John then gazed at his gorgeous sister, his eyes roaming her naked, pregnant body. "You are so beautiful Whit" he breathed. Whitney lowered her eyes and didn't respond. 

Always the gentleman though, John helped Whitney to her feet and suggested we all go inside. 

~~~~ 

Looking back at our first encounter since losing Mark, I saw that it was indeed the turning point in our recovery. Things didn't immediately go back to the way they were, hell, they probably never would. There was still sadness in our home, of course. But it wasn't the deep, soul wrenching grief that held sway over us for the first few weeks. 

Whitney had signed up for a Lamaze class in preparation for the approaching birth of her child. When she asked for a volunteer to be her partner, John was quick to claim the role. 

It was at that point that I noticed John seemed to be taking more than just a passing interest in Whitney. 

Also about that time, Trish sat down with Tina and I to let us know what she was going to do now that she was unemployed. "I've decided I'm never going to go back to work for someone else. It's time for me to be my own boss. You know that security program I wrote? Well, that's just the beginning. I have been working on an entire suite of security, monitoring, and reporting software. If it proves to be as good as I think it is, every 'Fortune 500' company is going to want at least a portion of it." 

"So, what does that have to do with Clark and me?" Tina asked innocently. 

"If the Beta test is successful, I'm going to need an entire staff of sales and technical people to market and support the product" Trish informed. 

"When will you know the results of the Beta test?" I asked. 

"Should know early next week" Trish answered. 

"I still don't see what it has to do with us" Tina said. 

"Tina... baby, I need you as part of the team. I need Clark as part of the team. I need John, Ellen, and Whitney as part of the team. This is going to be a family business" Trish explained. 

"I don't know anything about software Trish. How am I going to be able to help?" Tina asked. 

"You're my sales manager. Clark will be my IT manager. Ellen and Whitney will be part of the sales team, and John will work with Clark in IT. As the company grows, our roles will change a little as we add employees, but this is where we're starting." 

Trish opened a laptop and showed us a website. Splashed across the top of the page was the name of the business: TTC Consulting. And under it were pictures and bios of Trish, Tina, and me. 

"See? You're on the website so you have no choice!" she told Tina. 

"I take it 'TTC' is Trish, Tina, and Clark?" I asked. 

"I never though of that" Trish answered. "It stood for Tranny Tits and Cock when I came up with it, but I kinda like your version better!" 

"Smart ass" I muttered. "So, where did you get the capital to start this operation? There has to be hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of equipment you need to buy to get this going." 

"It's all being done in the cloud, Clark. No upfront capital required. We pay for only what we need, when we need it. The test/dev servers are already on line. Production servers will be spun up when we need them" she explained. "In the mean time, I'll start teaching everyone all they need to know about the industry." 

"Where will our offices be?" I asked. 

"Right here. Contractors will be here first thing in the morning to renovate the basement. I have been guaranteed it will be done in a week." 

~~~~ 

On August 12th, Whitney delivered a beautiful, healthy baby boy. He was 8 pounds, 2 ounces and was 19 1/2 inches long. Whitney named him Mark Fidelis Pratt. John was with her when she delivered, and stayed with her and the baby until it was time for them to come home. 

Once home, John stepped into the role of being a dad. He changed Mark's diapers, fed him late at night, bathed him, and pushed him in the stroller when he and Whitney went for walks. 

Mark was about a month old when I noticed that Whitney began looking at John in a different way. Gone were the looks of appreciation when John did something kind or helpful. Whitney's gazes were now ones of longing and adoration, maybe even desire. They started holding hands. 

With her recovery from childbirth, and all of the other extra work that comes from being a mom, Whitney hadn't been with Trish, Tina, or me since that afternoon at the pool. I can only presume that Ellen was taking care of any needs Whitney might have. 

~~~~ 

TTC Consulting and Trish's software suite were an immediate success. Tina and I had been on leaves of absence, but when our new business venture took off we both resigned those jobs and committed ourselves to the success of TTC. 

Having everyone in the family working from home was the best thing that could have happened to us. Everyday we were with the people we loved the most, and whenever someone felt the urge for an amorous break, well the bedrooms were only steps away. 

It turns out Tina was a natural salesperson. Her personality coupled with her sensuality and sex appeal made her sales pitches almost irresistible. And if Ellen joined her on a sales call? They were unstoppable. 

As it turns out, John is a computer wiz. He picked up on the technical aspect of Trish's software in no time, and was soon writing software with her. 

Our company continued to grow, and reached the point where so many additional staff were required that we purchased and renovated a three story commercial building to be the new TTC Consulting corporate offices. We named it the Corporal Mark Pratt Memorial Corporate Center. Of course, the C level management team (Trish, Tina, John, Ellen, Whitney, and I) continued to work from home for the most part, and only made forays to the corporate location a couple of times a week. 

We learned quickly that by offering generous benefit packages and performance based compensation coupled with flexible working hours and telecommuting a team of fiercely loyal and incredibly productive employees soon developed. Turnover was almost non-existent and morale was high. When Trish, Tina and I added people to our team, we weighted intangibles higher than qualifications. Personality, written and oral communication skills, and a commitment to family were more important to us than degrees, certifications, and technical know-how. We could teach those things. 

We found we were hiring numerous married couples as our flexible hours and telecommuting allowed one parent to be home whenever their children were. Trish, Tina and I received numerous letters and e-mails from our associates explaining that our corporate flexibility had not only saved their marriages, but, because we (Tina, Trish, and I) were open about our relationship with anyone who asked, their sexual relationships had also improved and sexual horizons were broadened. 

Of course, Trish had a soft spot for girls like her, as did Tina and I, and we made sure our company was a safe place for them to work. The company would never divulge their past to anyone, but assured everyone that there would be no recrimination should they decide to share that information. Our position was successful, and in time we learned that several relationships of various flavors developed because of it. 

~~~~ 

John and Whitney were married on Little Mark's first birthday. John promptly adopted Mark, and he and Whitney set about growing their own family. Because we had the real estate, we built a home for them on one of our lots so they could have their own lives yet still be close enough to indulge their sexual appetites with us as needed. 

~~~~ 

Brooks Martin was a 22 year old grad from a nearby state university. He had a keen business sense and in short order had worked himself into a management role in the accounting department at TTC. Brooks had been a great hire for TTC and was an asset that we wanted to keep with the firm. 

It didn't take long for Brooks to develop an eye for Ellen and he began courting her persistently. He was very much a gentleman in his pursuit of our daughter's hand, and quickly won our hearts, though it took a little longer for Ellen to be swayed. (Ellen denied any attraction to him, but it was painfully obvious to anyone with a pulse that she was smitten with the young man.) Brooks was aware of the nature of the relationship Trish, Tina, and I shared but was unaware that our unique arrangement also involved Ellen, John, and Whitney. He was also unaware of Trish's "specialness". 

Eventually Ellen and Brooks became an item, and when Brooks proposed marriage (with our permission) Ellen gladly accepted. The couple were married shortly thereafter. The newlyweds moved into a home we had built for them, also on one of our lots. 

Brooks and Ellen had been married for slightly more than a month when she decided it was time to let him in on our unusual family dynamic. Brooks seemed to be very straight laced, especially at the office, but Ellen assured us that he was very open to experimenting in bed and he did everything he could to keep his wife pleasured in the bedroom, including taking Ellen's strap-on in his mouth and ass. Ellen told us of her decision to offer Brooks the opportunity to truly join the family. We all agreed, though with some trepidation. If things didn't go well there was a lot to lose. 

Ellen had spent that summer afternoon teasing her husband relentlessly by walking around their home in various stages of undress and touching him seductively. As she stepped out of her panties to reveal her flawless naked body she purred "Let's go skinny dipping" while rubbing Brooks' already engorged member. 

Brooks offered no resistance as Ellen stripped him of his shorts and T-shirt and walked arm in arm with Brooks down the secluded path to the common pool the three homes shared. 

As the pool came into view, Brooks and Ellen stopped dead in their tracks. He was confronted by the sight of all of hiss completely naked around the pool. 

Ellen remained glued to his side, her arm through his, her gaze focused on his eyes as he tried to make sense of what he was seeing. She bit her bottom lip out of anxiety as he surveyed the scene. 

"So, y'all are nudists?" he asked still trying to fully grasp the situation. 

"We aren't afraid to be naked in front of each other, Brooks," Tina answered "but we aren't "nudists" in the truest sense of the word." 

"Brooks, honey, it's a little difficult to explain... but we're a close family" Ellen explained, her hand now encircling his very hard member. Ellen playfully tongued his ear and whispered just loud enough for us to hear "Very... very... close." Her hand was now slowly stroking his impressively hard cock. 

It took longer than I expected, but the young man's eyes eventually spied the erection that Trish was sporting. A nearly imperceptible smile graced his lips. 

"How close?" he asked, his eyes tearing away from Trish and toward his wife's face. 

"As close as people can be, honey. We're lovers" Ellen answered, a trace of fear evident in her voice. 

"Lovers? Who?" he asked, Ellen's answer not quite sinking in. 

"All of us honey. We're all lovers. Me, mom, dad, Trish, John, and Whit. We make love to each other." 

Brooks, quite expectedly, paused for quite a long time as he looked at each and every one of hiss. 

"OK" he answered. 

"Brooks, sweetie, we're offering you the opportunity to join us and experience what we enjoy as a family. Only if you want to. No pressure. But you have to understand how much I enjoy making love to my mom and dad, and Trish, Whitney, and John" Ellen told him. 

"You're serious?" he asked. 

Tina walked toward the young couple. As she placed her hand on top of Ellen's and began rubbing Brooks' root she kissed him sensually before kissing Ellen deeply. "We are..." she said, earnestly peering into his brown eyes "and we would be honored if you chose to join us." 

Then Brooks' right hand went around Tina's waist and caressed her left ass cheek, causing a delighted squeal to escape from her lips. The look of anxiety on Ellen's face transformed to one of relief and delight. 

"Oh Brooks! Honey! I was hoping you'd say yes!" she exclaimed as she threw her arms around her man, pulled herself up, and unceremoniously engulfed his cock to the hilt with her well lubricated pussy right there in front of all of us. 




My Journey Ch. 10



Ellen's tongue furiously probed Brooks' mouth as she slid her succulent pussy up and down her husband's cock. Trish moved from my side and sauntered up behind Brooks. Ellen dismounted from her husband so Trish could press her erection between the young mans ass cheeks unimpeded. 

Trish reached around Brooks' waist and grabbed his slick erection. She began thrusting her hips in time with her stroking hand, her pre-cum slicked cock gliding effortlessly in the crack of his ass. "When you're ready..." Trish whispered, her tongue caressing Brooks' ear "I would very much like to make love to you". 

Brooks turned around, grasped Trish's ass cheeks and pressed his erect penis against hers before replying "I would like that very much" and kissed her gently on the lips, causing a joyous smile to appear on her face. 

"What do you say me move this to the pool?" Ellen suggested. "Mom, would you like the honor?" 

"Oh baby, I would like that very much!" Tina replied. 

Tina slipped her hand between Brooks and Trish, gently stroking both erections before firmly grasping the young mans cock and commanding "Come." 

Brooks and Trish exchanged lingering, lustful glances before Brooks allowed himself to be led away to the shallow pool by his voluptuous mother. 

The rest of us joined them in the water. Tina pressed her body against Brooks and lovingly consumed his mouth with hers. Her hips gyrating slightly as she rubbed her belly against her son's drooling cock. 

Trish lay prostrate in the shallow water, her engorged she-cock jutting provocatively from her groin. "Ride me, cowboy" she demanded. I straddled her body reverse cowboy, spread my cheeks, and slipped her womanhood into my waiting ass. The penetration was divine. 

After urging Brooks onto his back, Tina knelt between his spread legs and began to torment the young man's cock with her skilled tongue. Brooks held his head up so he could watch Tina tease his ready to burst erection. 

Brooks felt a hand slip into and hold his left hand. He turned to see his wife gazing at him, her eyes on fire and legs spread as her brother began his oral assault on her enflamed, desperate pussy. "I love you baby" she said, her eyelids fluttering at the sensations her brother was causing between her legs. She refocused on her husband and his beaming smile. "I love you too, Ellen. And I think I'm gonna love your family. A lot!" 

This caused Ellen to smile broadly just before John's tongue brought her to the first of what would be many orgasms that day. 

Not to be left out, Whitney knelt between my and Trish's legs. She suctioned my raging hard-on into her mouth and fellated me like a woman possessed. She slid the middle finger of her right hand below Trish's bum and stroked her perfect asshole. 

Whitney released me from the confines of her mouth and grasped my cock with her left hand. "Fuck him Trish. Fuck his ass!" she cried as she stroked my lust fueled erection. "I love watching you take it in the ass dad. You are such a cock slut. You'll let me take my turn later, won't you" she demanded. 

"Oh my God, of course you can. Just don't stop what you're doing. I'm so close!" 

Whitney alternated using her mouth and her fist to drive me to the edge of orgasm, only to back off whenever I got close. Trish continued to slide in and out of me, playing with my nipples as he did. 

"Are you ready Brooks?" I heard Tina ask, her mature pussy hovering over Brooks' swollen cockhead. Brooks looked to his wife for her approval. John's tongue brought her to her second orgasm, leaving her unable to respond verbally. With her eyes locked on Brooks' and her face contorted in sexual bliss, she nodded. 

With Brooks' erection in her right hand, Tina rubbed the swollen knob between her spread pussy lips, further teasing him. As she lowered herself onto the meaty shaft, John repositioned himself and began to sink his shaft into his sister's well prepared hole. 

The young couple gasped in unison as they consummated with their family members. 

"Make love to me John. Make love to your little sister" Ellen begged. 

Tina gently rode her sons cock while she gazed into his eyes. "You feel wonderful inside of me Brooks" Tina confessed before kissing the young man deeply, probing his mouth with her tongue. Brooks reciprocated, eating her mouth like it was a pussy. 

Brooks' hands slid up my wife's mature body, eventually finding their way to her large womanly breasts. Tina pulled away from their kiss and threw her head back, arching her back and causing her luscious tits to protrude. "Flick my nipples Brooks baby" she cooed. Brooks complied, eliciting a throaty grown from Tina. "Ooooh, yes baby! That's so good!" Tina moaned as she continued to impale herself on the young cock. 

"I'm so close Clark!" Trish exclaimed as she tried to burrow deeper into me. "I'm going to cum in your ass baby!" 

"Do it! I want to feel your cum Trish!" 

Before the words were out of my mouth, Whitney impaled her pussy on my cock and began to thrust against me violently. Her exquisitely wet and warm pussy took me to the next level of sexual nirvana. As my cum erupted from my cock, Whitney released a howl and squirted all over me. My sphincter clenching around Trish's cock proved to be all the stimulation she could take and she forcefully unloaded her hot, thick cum in my receptive ass. 

"I'm going to cum Mrs. Pratt!" Brooks advised. 

"I'm not ready!" Tina wailed in disappointment. "I want to cum with you honey! Quick! Put a finger in my ass!" Tina responded. 

Brooks right hand made it's way around Tina, and his middle finger easily slipped into her rear passage. 

Tina began to furiously strum her swollen clit as Brooks fucked her ass with is finger and she fucked his straining cock with her molten tunnel. 

"Almost! Almost!" Tine yelped. Brooks added another finger to Tina's chute causing her to gasp in surprise at the same moment she came. Tina was in the middle of her orgasmic convulsions as Brooks unleashed a torrent of cum in her creaming, spasming pussy. 

"I'm cumming Ellen!" John panted. 

"Oh my God! John!" Ellen's body quaked with her third orgasm as John pulled out of his sister's pussy, ropes of thick cum splattering on Ellen's face, breasts, and tummy. Thick, milky pussy-cream began to leak from between my daughter's engorged pussy lips. Whitney kissed my lips tenderly, gave me a knowing smile, and swiftly moved between Ellen's legs to lap up the tasty treat my daughter had produced. 

Tina collapsed on top of Brooks, her breasts mashing against his chest, their tongues probing the others mouth. "That was so good Brooks. So good!" she said between kisses. Continuing to rock her hips, Tina managed to keep the young mans cock inflated. "Do you ever go soft?" Tina asked. 

"Well, sure. Of course. But I'm... this is pretty... you are..." 

"Spit it out, son" Tina teased. 

"Mrs. Pratt, I never imagined anything like this. It's kind of a dream come true" Brooks replied. 

"Oh? How so?" Tina inquired, nuzzling his ear and continuing to fuck herself on his rock hard cock. 

"Well, umm... I've always wanted to make love to a beautiful woman like you" Brooks confessed. 

Tina smiled at his response, and kissed him lovingly. "That's very sweet. 'Like me' how?" still thrusting against his hard manhood. 

"When I was in high school I saw my mom naked. I wanted her so badly, and I never..." his voiced trailed off. 

Tina kissed him again. "I'm glad I was able to sort of fulfill that fantasy Brooks" she paused, stroked his hair and added "I would like it very much if you called me 'mom' from now on." 

"Oh God! Mom!" he cried as another load of cum spurted from his cock. 

After Tina milked all of the seed from Brooks' cock, she climbed off of him, rolled to her back, and beckoned me with her finger, pointing to the well fucked, gaping gash between her legs. I knelt between her spread legs and ate her pussy to another orgasm. 

My exposed ass was high in the air as I ate my wife's creamy hole. Whitney pumped a finger into me and quietly said "Later" before taking John's hand, leading the two of them into the house. 

Trish knelt beside her wife. The two kissed deeply as they lovingly stroked the other's face. When they broke their kiss, Trish whispered "I'll see the two of you in the morning." Trish then extended her hand to Brooks and helped him to his feet. Hand in hand Trish and Brooks also made their way toward the house leaving Tina, Ellen and me in the shallow pool. 

As I continued to worship my wife's beautiful pussy with my mouth and tongue, I felt Ellen intimately rimming me. 

"What do you say we take this inside too" Ellen suggested after several minutes. 

The three of us wordlessly stood. With my arms around the waists of my daughter and her mom, we quietly made our way toward the house and to the master bedroom. 

As the three of us entered the bedroom, Whitney and John were already in our bed. They were on their backs, heads turned and kissing passionately, each stroking their own cocks. 

"It's about time you got here" Whitney said. "I need to fuck some of that ass, daddy!" she said as she got off the bed, thrusting her hips while continuing to stroke her strap-on cock. 

"I got him ready for you before we came in" Ellen said before climbing on the bed. She lay on her back, spreading her legs wide. "Make love to your daughter, daddy" she beckoned, using both hands to spread her pussy lips for me. 

I positioned myself between her splayed thighs, lowered myself to her and slipped my cock into the velvety clutches of her sopping wet pussy. 

John had his mom on her back and was rubbing his cockhead between her slippery folds. 

"Stop teasing me and make love to me!" she implored. John penetrated her fleshy womanhood. Tina wrapped her legs around her son and held him, pulling him into her as deep as she could. "You feel so good John! I love you!" she said before slipping her tongue into his mouth. 

I was slowly pistoning my cock into Ellen when I felt Whitney's hands on my ass cheeks halting my movement. Whitney's right hand left my cheek to grasp her rubber cock. She positioned the head of her phallus against my bud, and began her agonizingly slow entrance. I was loose from Trish's fucking earlier, and Ellen's saliva from her rimming provided just enough lubrication for Whitney to work her way into me without having to withdraw. 

Whitney was now bottomed out in my ass, pushing me even deeper into Ellen's yielding flesh. 

"God I love fucking your ass daddy!" Whit proclaimed. I pushed back against her invading member, my mouth feasting on Ellen's gorgeous breasts and nipples. As Whit violently plunged into me, it drove my cock into Ellen. All I had to do was keep my cock from slipping out of Ellen and let Whit do the pushing. Whit's forceful thrusts drove me hard into my daughter causing her to grunt each time. 

Ellen's nipples were like pebbles in my mouth. I licked, nibbled and sucked the fleshy points as Whit ravaged my ass and my daughter bucked against my engorged cock. 

"Fuck him Whit!" Ellen cried as her orgasm approached. "Fuck him harder! OH God! Daddy! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum DAAAADYYYYY!" 

Ellen's pussy spasmed around my member as Whitney went to town sodomizing me. 

The combines stimulation of Ellen's now creamy pussy and Whitney's jack hammering of my ass sent me over the edge and cum poured out of me into my daughters still cumming pussy. 

When I came to, Whitney was on her back, Ellen was sucking her cock while stroking the beautiful blonde's G-spot through the open crotch of the harness, Whit's female ejaculate splashing all over Ellen's chest and the bed sheets. 

"FUuUuUCK!!" Whitney shrieked. 

My wife and son seemed to be oblivious to the turbulent, orgasmic scene on the bed next to them as John fucked his mom through a non-stop perpetual orgasm. 

John and Tina kissed, tongues swirling, through her mega-orgasm. Suddenly John grunted repeatedly into his mom's mouth, and Tina whimpered in reply to each grunt and ribbon of cum that filled her womb. 

A shifting of weight on the bed woke me from my slumber. I was spooned against Tina's back. Tina and Ellen were on their sides in a face to face embrace, Ellen's shapely butt toward the edge of the bed. John and Whitney were on my other side, Whitney's breasts pressed against my back while John spooned her. 

The disturbance that had awakened me was Brooks climbing in bed, nestling his erection between his wife's shapely buns and Trish climbing into bed nestling her erection between John's buns. 

"Good morning dear wife" Brooks whispered before kissing Ellen on the cheek. 

"Good morning dear husband" she replied, her voice filled with happiness. "Well?" she asked. 

"Well what?" He answered in feigned bewilderment. 

Ellen turned to her back to better see her husband. Brooks was quick to position himself between her legs. 

"How was it?" Ellen asked, knowing that Trish is a generous and enthusiastic partner. 

Before answering, Brooks slid his cock into his wife, kissed her and answered "I love our family". 

Tina briefly watched her daughter and son make love before turning toward me and grasping my now inflating rod. In her eyes I understood the question she was asking, and nodded in the affirmative. 

"Trish, before things get started here, would you be a dear and hand me the phone?" Tina requested. "Thanks" she said as Trish handed over the cordless. 

After dialing a number, Tina said "Good morning Judy, it's Tina." 

"Good! Thanks for asking. Judy, is there anything critical on our calendars today?" 

"Okay, be a dear and cancel those will you? We will be in "executive session" at the home offices today." 

"MmHmm." 

"Yep, everything is fine. We just have some loose ends that need to be addressed here." 

"Thank you, and have a great day Judy. We'll see you tomorrow. Bye bye" she advised before ending the call. 

Trish took the handset from Tina and placed it in the charger on the night stand. "Now, where were we?" she asked as she slid her erect cock between John's butt cheeks and her tongue into his ear. 

The rest of the day was a tangle of arms, legs, cocks, strap-ons and cum filled pussies and assholes. 

~~~~ 

Our family ran TTC Consulting for another 5 years before deciding it was time to retire and spend more time with our family. I know, it's hard to believe that a family like ours that worked from home and had flexible work schedules would need to retire.  

We sold 49% of the company for an absolutely incredible amount of money. By maintaining controlling interest, we were able to install a leadership team that we had groomed for just this situation. Of course, on that team was a lovely girl named Nicole, who, like Trish, was a software wunderkind, brilliant business woman, and a shemale (Only Trish, Tina and I knew that). 

Trish and Tian invested our proceeds from the sale of the company very wisely. Not only were we able to live on the investment dividends, we were able to live very comfortably while still helping girls like Trish, whether it was with gender reassignment surgery or simply providing a safe environment or a new identity to girls who wanted to remain pre-op like Trish. 

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We purchased a sprawling estate in Texas where we lived during the winter months with John and Whitney and their children Mark, Elise, and Peter; and with Ellen and Brooks and their children Brenda, Steven, and Lisa. It was hard to spend so much time away from Missouri because Mark was there, but we never forgot about him. We spoke of him often, and told all of the grandkids what an amazing man he was. 

Our life in Texas was one of leisure, but it wasn't a non-stop orgy. Although those did happen, it was more frequent that there would be a partner swap for an evening, an impromptu threesome, or one of the adult 'kids' would join Tina, Trish and me for the night. 

Regardless of what did or didn't happen during the course of the day, every night, without fail, someone would say "I love our family". 

And that much is true. 

I love my family.