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X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 09 Feb 2002 14:42:48 GMT Subject: {ASSM} NEW: Family Fantasy Book2-11of12 [WritersCramp]-(MFFf etc,nc,Rom, most other codes) Date: Sat, 9 Feb 2002 21:10:08 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, hecate FAMILY FANTASY BOOK TWO-11/12 Sexual Fantasy Fiction By Writer's Cramp MFF, MFFf, Ff, Rom, forced, coerced, nc, 1st.time, teen, spk, menst, ws, bdsm, etc) This story must not be posted on any pay-site or used for commercial purposes of any sort. Characters: Richard Simmons, wealthy businessman Amber aged 18, wife of Richard Cynthia, Amber's fantasy alter-ego Roger Wright Margot Wright, wife of Roger Virginia, aged 17, daughter of Roger and Margot Edith Higrave, wife of local parson, aged 48 Jane Higrave, aged 22, daughter of Edith Arthur and Joanne Mellors, Butler & Housemaid All my books are available for download in Zipped Word9 & Text formats and uncompressed Text format from: www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/WritersCramp40 Comments are sought and welcome at writerscramp40@hotmail.com Please take the time to let me know what you think of my stories. I DO need the feedback. Chapter Nineteen Edith rang the doorbell and almost immediately, Margot opened the door. 'Don't say a word and close your eyes,' Margot commanded and Edith did as she was told. Margot walked her into the study, leaving her standing in the middle of the room. 'Remember, don't open your eyes, no matter what you hear or feel. And above all, no sound.' 'This is the woman I was speaking to on the telephone when you fucked me the other night, Roger,' Edith heard Margot say, and gasped. 'Not a sound,' Margot warned her, pinching her bottom hard. 'She should be naked under her dress,' Margot continued, talking to Roger. 'Cup her breasts and make sure she isn't wearing a bra.' Edith's face turned bright red as she listened and she couldn't help but say, 'Oh,' when a hand was clamped over a breast, squeezing and feeling her all over. Edith still wasn't quite sure whether in fact Roger was in the room at all as he hadn't spoken a word or made a sound. 'Remember, Edith, not a sound and don't open your eyes. If you don't want to co-operate, then you are quite able to just leave and not return. I hope you want to stay. Nod your head if you want to stay with me.' There was no hesitation, Edith nodding strongly. 'Good,' Margot said, satisfied that this woman indeed was in her power. Margot moved to her side and put an arm around her shoulder. Edith could feel the hand at her breast, still moulding and squeezing it. She told herself that Margot was playing a game with her, pretending Roger was also in the room. 'Is she naked, Roger?' 'I'm sure she is,' the deep man's voice stated and then Edith knew this was no game between just her and Margot. 'You are fully nude under your dress, Edith? Just as we agreed?' Edith simply nodded again. 'Good.' Then she said to Roger, 'I'm going to lift her skirt, Roger. You may look.' Edith felt the hem rise and at the same time, her face flushed deeply pink as she knew her most private area was about to be displayed to someone she had never even seen before. Here she was in this predicament, of her own choosing, allowing a woman whom she had just recently met to expose her body to the husband and she was allowing it to happen. And it excited her. Brought feelings of wantonness, of urges she had not felt in a long while, feelings of need. Yes, I want it to happen she told herself. Don't panic just let it happen. 'She has beautiful legs, Roger. And just look at the hair covering her pussy. Oh, yes she is a beauty. I just knew she was,' Margot prattled on. Roger said nothing but Edith knew he was looking at the apex of her legs, staring no doubt. 'I'm going to remove all your clothes, Edith and you will stand still while Roger explores all of you. That's what he likes best, looking and feeling. I'm sure you will feel his hard cock as it brushes against you. I can see the bulge. You've made him big.' Oh, God Edith thought to herself. How could I ever have got myself into this situation and yet I want it all to happen. Two arms came around her from behind and he pulled the naked woman back against his body. He bit at her shoulders and neck, not making a sound, his hands roving over her breasts and stomach, squeezing and kneading her. Sometimes hard, sometimes so lightly that shivers ran up her spine. Then he lowered himself and for the first time in her life a man other than her husband, fingered her vagina. A finger inserted between the lips of her pussy. Probing. Pushing further. Right inside, as far as it could go, so far that she felt the rest of his hand pressing into her groin as his finger reached deeply in. 'Lay down on the mat, Edith,' Margot told her. 'You are going to be pleasured by a man. A real lover, Edith. Let Roger have you. Enjoy the feeling you have wanted for so long.' Edith felt her body respond without any effort on her part. She just let herself be laid out, her eyes still closed. She almost swooned into a faint, thinking of what she was allowing to happen. And then his body pressed down onto her, legs spreading her thighs, no further preliminaries as his hard cock prodded around her vulva. Margot was obviously assisting, for Edith felt a hand brush over her mound and the tip of his penis touched her opening. 'Oh,' she gasped again, almost completely overwhelmed. She was so wet she could feel the juices running down her groin. So much that it helped Roger impale his weapon deep inside the parson's wife in just one sound thrust. He lay there, not moving for what Edith thought was an eternity. The hardness easily felt, stretching the little used vagina, pushing the full length deep inside as she lay passively beneath Margot's husband. Roger commenced his deliberate thrusting, in and out, fast, fast, sometimes slow. Pubic mound grinding into pubic mound. Penis pushing hard against her clitoris each time it slid back inside, annoying her sensitive button with every thrust. Sliding over that button, even catching it sometimes as it withdrew as well. Every touch driving Edith nearer to the ultimate of sensations. Ever nearer and yet still so far away, the need for release growing with every thrust and every withdrawal. Slopping sounds as the connection became more and more lubricated. Juices overflowing and running between her bottom cheeks onto the carpet. She couldn't help it. Murmurs turned to gasps, gasps to cries, cries to groans then groans to a now uncontrollable squeal of passion. And between the squeals came her urging. Urging this lover above to work harder, faster, and deeper. 'Oh, Please don't stop,' she cried out. 'It's so good. Please give me more. Please push harder.' Neither Margot nor Roger made a sound. The cries came solely from the woman being pleasured. She was nearing the edge now, climbing higher towards her peak. Her body began to move in unison with the man above her, her arms tightly around his back, urging him on. Thrusting her pelvis hard against his crotch with every thrust now, she began to jerk as the orgasm took hold. The centre of her body arched upwards, pushing hard at him, hard, urgently. 'Yes,' she cried loudly. 'It's here. Oh, God, I'm coming. Yesss,' she hissed as she lost control and the shuddering urges of orgasm overtook her. 'Oh, it's good. I feel so good,' she screamed. While her shuddering continued, Roger kept thrusting, and just as her climax ended his began, spewing his seed deep inside her vagina in great white globs of sperm. Soon after the last spurt, Edith felt the weight rise from her as Roger withdrew and crawled from between her legs. Edith heard a soft voice in her ear, 'Don't move, my love, and don't open your eyes. Just lay there and enjoy the feelings.' What Edith didn't know was that as well as Roger, another figure left the room, taking the video camera with her. Virginia had recorded every moment of the seduction of this parson's wife. The next evening Edith rang the doorbell again, being shown into the library by Joanne. Margot, seated on a leather sofa, looked up as she entered. 'Edith, darling.' She held out her hand and Edith took it as she sat beside Margot. Margot smiled sweetly, kissing her on the cheek. 'You remembered?' 'Yes, I think so,' Edith answered quietly, quite embarrassed. 'Tell me so I know you haven't forgotten anything.' 'I'm wearing what you told me to. Just the pair of knickers you gave me last night, and stockings. Nothing else beneath my dress.' 'And?' 'I've lubricated my pussy and my rectum with moisturising creme, and painted my nipples with rouge just as you told me to. Oh, Margot, I feel positively indecent, especially after what your husband did to me last night. I never thought anything like that would ever happen to me, let alone allow it to happen and then to enjoy it so much. What can you think of me? What does your...?' Margot interrupted the babbling. 'Hush up. We both think you're a most wonderful woman, sexy and exciting. After you left, he fucked me again and made me come twice. Never feel ashamed of doing things that make you or someone else, feel so good.' Margot kissed the woman full on the lips, inserting her tongue deeply inside Edith's mouth. 'Oh, my goodness, I feel quite faint.' 'We have a special surprise for you, Margot but you must trust us. Do you?' 'After last night, I'm sure I do.' 'I hoped you would. Now close your eyes.' Edith felt the blindfold tighten over her eyes and then cold tape pressed across her mouth. She was both blind and dumb. Margot lifted her elbow and Edith knew instinctively she was to stand up. 'Come. You are going to make Roger very excited. Do exactly as he says. Exactly, Edith, understand?' The blindfolded helpless woman nodded in agreement. They obviously moved out of the library because she heard the door open and then close shut. A second door did the same. She heard Margot speak softly. 'Roger, you have a visitor. And she has dressed herself especially for you.' 'Edith, this is a surprise. It's two nights in a row now. Am I to think you liked what happened last night?' Edith could only nod. 'You made Margot so sexy she fucked me silly as soon as you left. You have a special effect on women, Edith dear.' His hands again roved over her body, cupping breasts, bottom cheeks and finally her vulva, pinching and squeezing her tender places through her cotton dress. 'I see you are not wearing a bra again. You have such beautiful breasts; they certainly don't need to be confined. Undress for me, Edith. Let it fall at your feet. Let me see your tits. I'm going to suck them.' His hands left her body as she fumbled to unhook the buttons down her back. Neither Roger nor Margot helped but finally enough were undone to allow the garment to fall down over her hips and onto the floor. 'Keep your eyes closed,' she was instructed. She felt the blindfold being released and almost immediately her arms were pulled behind her. The blindfold was then bound around her arms and she stood before her two sexual partners, knowing her entire clothing now consisted of a pair of black stockings and the most sheer of French knickers. She could only imagine how her rouged nipples stood out from her breasts, for she was highly aroused, waiting for fingers and hands to begin playing all over her exposed and tingling body. 'Edith, I am going to ask you to open your eyes in a moment. But before I do, I want you to answer just two questions. You can nod or shake your head. Understand?' She nodded. 'Did you enjoy me fucking you last night, shooting my sperm so deep inside your pussy that it took nearly an hour to ooze out?' Edith nodded vigourously. 'You have the choice of leaving now, and we will not molest you further, or you may remain and allow us to do anything we want with you. I repeat, anything, Edith. You could be committing yourself to a life of misery afterwards. Think carefully, Edith. Do you want to leave?' The woman shook her head forcefully. 'So you place yourself in our hands?' She nodded with conviction. 'I'm very pleased, Edith. We too, want you to remain. Now listen carefully. In a moment I'm going to let you open your eyes, but when you do, you must stand perfectly still, look straight ahead and not react in any way to what you will see, no matter what you find. Wait,' Roger commanded. 'Not yet. Listen first and then take a moment to settle yourself. Are you ready?' She nodded again, the elasticised gag firmly in place. 'All right, open your eyes, Edith.' She found herself in a brightly lit room, so bright she had difficulty in seeing at first. But then what she did see shocked her beyond belief. From the way Roger had spoken, she had expected to find him and maybe Margot, naked in front of her and had steeled herself for something like that. But what she saw curled up in a very large armchair in front of her was her own daughter. Jane. Jane, looking at her mother in her near nakedness. Jane, looking on, smiling. Knowingly looking at her mother, hearing how Roger had described their lovemaking last night. Jane, knowing everything of her mother's indiscretions, seeing her mother as she, Edith had never expected to be seen, ever. Margot stood at Edith's side. 'Stand erect, Edith, but show no reaction.' Edith finally closed her eyes in shame and tried to bow her head. 'Look up, Edith. You must do as you're told. Open your eyes and look.' Edith then saw that beside Jane, another young girl sat on the knee of another man whom she had never met before. This second girl was quite naked, her large breasts pointing upwards, firm and youthful. The man cupped one of the young girl's breasts in his large hand. At least Jane was dressed Edith thought. 'Your mother is a very beautiful woman, Jane,' Margot declared, passing an arm around Edith and massaging one of her breasts in front of everyone. 'We have made love, your mother and I, and then I watched as she made love to my husband last night. Didn't you, Edith dear?' The gagged woman, now deathly pale, nodded. 'Come here, Jane.' Edith watched her daughter rise and walk towards them. Jane placed her hands on each side of Edith's face, removing the gag and lovingly kissed her on each cheek, and then over each eye. 'Don't be embarrassed, Mother. We are all friends here. Believe me, you are safe. Safe from everything.' Her hands slid down onto Edith's shoulders and then with the lightest touch, glided over the mounds of her breasts. 'I love you deeply, Mummy.' She looked lovingly into her mother's eyes, standing very close. Margot added, 'There's no need to be shocked, Edith. Your daughter is part of us, part of our family, just as you are now. Jane has loved us just as you have, Edith. There is nothing secret about lovemaking.' Edith then collapsed in sheer nervous exhaustion. Chapter Twenty She opened her eyes to discover she was laid out on a sofa, still vulnerably naked, wearing only the diaphanous French knickers that kept nothing from the gaze of all those looking down at her. They were all around her, including her own daughter, looking at all she had to offer. 'Oh,' she gasped, trying to cover her nudity but failing. She realised they had removed the bindings around her arms. 'You have not yet been given permission to speak,' Richard reminded her. He then spoke to Jane standing by his side. 'Your mother is indeed beautiful, Jane. But I warrant you haven't seen her in such a predicament before. I can imagine you at her age being just as beautiful. See how her breasts still stand up despite her laying down.' He ran his hand lightly over one mound. 'I must leave. I shouldn't be here like this,' Edith cried out, trying to sit up. Richard assisted her. She was now completely flustered, embarrassed because her daughter knew she had made love to two in the room, and most uncomfortable because so many others saw her as she had never been seen before. 'You shouldn't feel afraid, Edith,' Margot encouraged. 'Why, Jane was just as shy at first, but after she became used to displaying herself in front of everyone, she soon began to enjoy the naughtiness of it all. Didn't you dear?' Margot looked for Jane to respond. 'It's true, Mummy. Don't be ashamed because I'm here.' 'You are going to do much more than just sit before us in the state you're in, Edith,' Roger said. 'Now that you've made love to Margot and me, I think it's someone else's turn to receive your caresses. Soon, dear Edith, you are going to make love to Richard, in front of all of us. You are going to receive his seed and enjoy the thrill of orgasm and we are going to watch.' 'No, please,' she pleaded, knowing this must be a dream. She couldn't believe it was real. It just couldn't happen like this. 'You are very naughty, Edith, my dear. You were told to remain quiet but persist in speaking. People in this family are punished for not obeying and you are no exception.' She looked around to see Richard speaking, shocked by what he had said. 'Over my knee, woman,' he commanded, and she felt herself propelled across his knee by several hands, Jane helping too. 'Jane, you have the privilege of removing the naughty woman's underwear.' Edith couldn't believe it but soon felt warm hands slide inside the elastic of her knickers and ease them slowly down, pushing her hips to get her to raise herself so they could be slid down further. She just laid still, not saying a word, breathing short and fast. Scared. The first smack stung and she bucked in reaction to the loud smack. And then the large hand came down many times until the burning pain became almost unbearable and she burst into tears, crying out uncontrollably. 'Stand up,' Richard told her as soon as he finished. The naked girl who had clung to Richard for most of the evening then began to undress him, until Edith gasped in shock when his shorts were removed to display his massive erection. Without further ado he instructed her what to do. 'You will sit on top of me, insert my cock up your cunt and fuck me until both of us come. Do not stop for anything, Edith, or the consequences will be unpleasant, far worse than you've just received. You will learn I take great delight in chastising women no matter what their age.' She was given no time to complain, as he immediately laid down on the carpet and others pushed her into a squatting position and then downwards. Her sheath sucked his penis deeply inside, the organ far larger than she had ever imagined, and yet the feeling was intense. Without being told, she held onto his shoulders for balance and began to rock backwards and forwards, sliding her vagina along the length of his cock. She had never done this with her husband and yet the action seemed almost second nature. His hard body sent shivers up and down her spine as their lovemaking grew in intensity. Sweat formed in little ridges on her forehead and began to run down her face and along the valley of her breasts to mingle with the actions between her legs. She knew her climax was near and the onlookers knew too as her face became redder, her breathing fast and the deep throaty sounds started to flow from her lips. Oh, God, this is good she thought, not believing sex could reach these heights. Thoughts about those looking on never entered her mind, simply intent now on reaching her orgasm. She wanted the man beneath her to shoot his semen deep into her womb. Geoffrey would never have lasted this long even in the days when he actually had sex with her and she was sure Richard would come inside her any second, but how wrong she was. Her own climax erupted, melting her nervous system with violent contractions and shuddering, taking control of her very being. She had to stop. She couldn't keep moving as the orgasm roared through her and she slumped in a heap on top of him. 'Move, Edith, don't stop. Fuck me until I come. Don't stop until you give me the same pleasure you have just given yourself.' Richard pinched her nipples until the pressure was agony taking away the last of her orgasmic sensations and she began to sway backwards and forwards once more. Her knees, thighs and arms began to ache with exertion for this was definitely something she had never been used to doing before. Heaven forbid, she thought. Imagine me doing this to Geoffrey; he'd have a heart attack. She wasn't allowed to speak to tell him she was exhausted and yet she knew she had to keep going to give her partner, even if she had been almost forced into the partnership, the pleasure she had already received. Finally she couldn't go on and had to speak. 'I'm sorry but I can't go on,' she told him. 'Please come inside me so I can rest.' He pinched her whole breasts with his palms, urging her to continue. The hurt made her jump and in that sharp movement, she felt his body shudder as hot sperm inundated her insides. The spasms seemed to last forever and she tried to maintain some sort of movement as long as he kept shooting. The feeling was exhilarating, the male seed shooting deeply, the aftermath of her own orgasm still present somewhere deep inside her, the exhaustion of her lovemaking, all coming together in this final act of sex. Man and woman, both unknown to each other, resting from the throes of lovemaking, his stickiness draining from her most intimate recess, their sweat mingling. She slowly lowered her body onto his, her breasts squashed against his firm chest. 'Oh, my God, that was wonderful,' she whispered, laying her head beside his. His placed an arm around her shoulders and hugged her tightly. After she had recovered some composure, she looked around as someone touched her arm. Jane knelt beside her, a look of pure joy on her face. Understanding, acknowledgment and acceptance of what had taken place before everyone in the room. 'Richard fucks very well, Mummy, doesn't he?' 'Oh, my God, you saw it all. What have I done in front of my own daughter,' she wailed in guilt. 'I loved watching, Mom. I saw the pleasure he gave you, the orgasm you had. I saw it all, but don't feel guilty. I loved seeing you like that, my own Mummy.' 'But your father will leave me when he finds out.' 'How's he going to know? I won't tell him.' 'Oh, Jane dear, it was so good. Never like with your father. Oh, what am I saying?' She covered her eyes in shame. 'Mummy, don't be ashamed. I know what it is like to fuck Richard. It's the most beautiful feeling. Just remember the pleasure he gave you.' 'You know what it's like with him?' She was shocked at the thought. 'Yes, he has fucked me, Mommy. In fact he took my virginity. I am a true woman now and it was a beautiful experience. All the others watched while we did it too.' 'I can't believe this is happening,' she stammered. Roger then spoke up. 'Edith, we want you to think of yourself as one of our family now. It is not shameful to enjoy something that is pleasurable and nice. Just say to yourself that it was a beautiful experience and you want to have many more like it. We want you to be part of our very close family. I want you to enjoy all the fulfilment of everyone loving each and every member. Can you imagine waking up each morning and not knowing whom you are going to make love to next? It could be Richard or me just as easily as anyone of the women here. And you have such choice. Everyone has their own specialties and their own favourite feelings. Between us, we all satisfy each other very well and in any way you want or need at the time. Nothing is forbidden if you want to participate but you can reach your orgasms in any way and with whom you want.' Edith was flabbergasted and couldn't find the words to answer him. 'But what about my husband?' She almost whined. 'Don't worry about Geoffrey,' Margot said. 'Just leave him to us. He may very well feel that being part of our family is to his liking too.' 'He wouldn't, I know.' 'Edith, just forget about him. We will talk to him.' 'Oh, no, you mustn't.' 'Trust us, Edith. You will not be brought into the discussions until he has fully committed himself,' Richard assured her. 'Of course, there's Phillip,' Jane reminded everyone. 'Oh, goodness, yes, if we all become part of this gathering, he will be left alone and he's such a wimp of a boy.' 'We have ways of dealing with wimpish behaviour, Edith. We'll just have to think about how to handle him.' 'Now I think it's about time we all headed off to bed. Edith, you can't drive home at this hour. You'll have to stay the night.' 'But Geoffrey will be waiting.' 'What for? To bonk you?' 'No, of course not. He never does that now. No, he'll just be waiting up. Probably reading one of his books.' 'You mean the girlie ones,' Margot asked sarcastically but Edith didn't catch the sarcasm. 'Oh, probably,' she said, her head hung in exasperation. Then she looked up quickly. 'Oh, Jane,' she gasped. 'You have a daughter who sees almost everything you and your husband do, Edith.' 'Oh, Jane, you knew too? Oh, dear.' 'Just ring him and say you are staying for the night,' Margot suggested. Edith made the call. 'He's O.K.,' she told them. 'Good. Now Jane, you can take your mother to bed with you. It's time she learned to love you properly,' Richard instructed. 'Me? With my daughter? Oh, no.' 'You will not only do it, Edith. You will do everything Jane tells you to, and you will enjoy it. Then in the morning we all want to hear from your own lips just what you did. Now do as you're told.' Richard dismissed her firmly. 'Come, Mummy, I know you will enjoy our love. Come.' She pulled her near naked mother to her feet and they walked hand in hand. ******** All my books are available for download in Zipped Word9 & Text formats and uncompressed Text format from: www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/WritersCramp40 Comments are sought and welcome at writerscramp40@hotmail.com Please take the time to let me know what you think of my stories. I DO need the feedback. ******** ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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