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The Measure of Man is a story of love and sex in the lives of a husband, a
wife, and their three children. The story spans almost four decades in their
lives and tells of their love for each other and for individuals outside the
primary family. The sexual acts described vary greatly but all are within
the realm of those practiced by normal human beings. The Measure of Man is
an epic adventure and will be told in approximately forty chapters.
Twenty-five chapters (1,449 KB) have been completed. Additional chapters
will be published at no specific schedule.

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THE MEASURE OF MAN

An Epic by Gil Gamesh

19 - A Family Affair

As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things; day and
night, night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice. Let
your clothes be fresh, bathe yourself in water, cherish the
little child that holds your hand, and make your wife happy in
your embrace; for this too is the measure of man.

<><><>

CAST OF CHARACTERS:
Kieran Stuart, 42
Sioned Stuart, 41
Kavan Stuart, 15
Arial Stuart, 13 (and ½)
Kerry Stuart, 9 (almost 10)
Kathryn Jenssen, 16

TELLING THE STORY:
Kieran Stuart

Kavan asked for a party for his fifteenth birthday. He invited
about thirty of his friends, an equal number of girls and boys,
and we had a pool party in our enclosed back yard. He was very
careful to introduce me to one of the girls, Kathryn. I
recognized her as a girl from a house about a block away. She had
been around our house more than once but I had never been
introduced before. From the way he was holding her hand, I
guessed that they would call themselves girlfriend and boyfriend.
She was a beautiful brunette, well developed with full breasts
and hips already wide with womanhood. I wondered how old she was;
she seemed older than Kavan.

I cooked hamburgers and hotdogs for the crowd, while Sioned
played hostess or maybe damage control. Even Arial and Kerry
helped their brother and his friends have a good time. Kavan had
specifically asked his friends not to bring gifts. But at the end
of the party, I called him and gave him my gift - a piece of
paper promising to take him for his learner's driving permit as
soon as possible. He beamed and looked at Kathryn. I could just
imagine him picturing the two of them in the back seat a car. I
could also just image the increase in auto insurance premiums.

After the party, I asked Kavan why he told his friends not to
bring presents. He said that the only thing he wanted was
something he already had: the love of his family. I grabbed him
and gave his head a rub.

I looked around to make sure all the other kids were gone. When I
saw that only my family was left, I shucked off my swimming
briefs. Kavan had said he was going to wear the big boxers all
the other boys were going to wear but at the last minute he
changed his mind and wore briefs too since Kerry wanted to do the
same thing I did. We were the only three males wearing briefs and
we all enjoyed some lingering looks from the females present. I
caught Kathryn looking at the bulge in the front of my briefs and
Kavan's more than once.  Arial wore her thong bikini, to the envy
of the other girls, and got her share of stares from the boys. My
wife wore her two-piece suit but kept a towel wrapped around her
bottom.

Our three kids were naked as soon as I was and we all jumped or
dived into the pool. Sioned slowly removed her bra and bottom and
gracefully walked down the steps at the end. We all horsed around
for a few minutes until I noticed that Kerry seemed tired and
reluctant to play. I picked him up and carried him out of the
pool and Sioned followed. She stretched out on one of the outdoor
loungers, picked up a towel, and covered herself from her breasts
on down. She held up her arms to Kerry, saying, "Come here,
baby," and I lowered Kerry down on to her. He snuggled up to her
on his stomach, face turned sideways between her breasts, his
favorite position, and closed his eyes.

I began to pick up the mess from the party and Kavan and Arian
pitched in to help. We were filling the second garbage bag when I
heard the side gate open. Kathryn walked back in and was almost
to the pool area before she realized we were all naked. She took
one frantic look at me first, then Kavan and Arial, and last at
my wife holding Kerry, his butt sticking up in the air.

"Kerry has a beautiful little butt, doesn't he?" I said, trying
to ease her discomfort.

Kathryn's eyes went around the same circle as before. I could
tell this time that she was getting a good look at me and at
Kavan. I could hear her gulping for something to say.

"Kavan hasn't told you that we're a nudist family, has he?" I
asked.

"No," she finally choked out. "Wow that's, that's cool. You all
go naked with each other, huh?"

Kavan walked up to her and - I admired his grace - took both of
her hands in his. "We've been doing this as long as I can
remember, Kathryn. We're used to it. But I guess it's a shock to
you, isn't it?"

She looked him up and down, mostly down, and finally said, "Yeah,
it's a real shock. I've never seen anything like it. I just wish
I could do it too."

Kavan looked to me, as if asking advice or permission. "You can
if you want to," I said. "Kavan and Arial would be glad to play
in the pool with you. Kerry is kind of zonked out."

"You think it would be alright?" she asked. "I can't stay but a
little bit more. I just walked back to get my hairbrush.

"It's your decision," I said. "Do it if you want to, but please
don't say anything about it to anyone. The next time you're over
here, we'll sit down and discuss it with you. I don't think Kavan
will object, will you, Kavan?"

"No, Dad, I think it would be great if Kathryn joined us," he
said.

She looked around at all of us, clearly undecided, and then Arial
piped up. "Yeah, Kathryn, do it. We love to. It's a lot of fun
and nothing bad ever happens."

Maybe that relieved her fear. She pulled off the men's shirt she
had worn and then her shorts, leaving her again in her bikini.
She hesitated for a moment and then went through some sort of
gymnastic maneuver with her arms that left her bra hanging in her
hand. She hesitated again and then pulled down her bottom and
stepped out.

"You're beautiful, Kathryn," I said, because she really was.

Kavan finally choked out a full sentence, "Yeah, you're
beautiful, Kathryn?

"If you'll all excuse me, I'll finish cleaning up," I said.
"Kavan, why don't you and Arial play with Kathryn for about
fifteen minutes in the pool? I'll let you know when time's up so
you can walk her home."

When I looked up a few minutes later, I could hardly see the kids
for all the water splashing in the pool. I looked at my wife and
shrugged my shoulders.

I finally finished cleaning up and putting away. When I called
the kids out to get dressed, Kavan said to Arial, "I'll walk her
home by myself, Arial, you don't need to come too."

<><><>

When Kavan finally came back, he seemed lost in a fog and I
thought I could detect signs of a teen-age illness: puppy love. I
was about to kid him about it when I remembered what I had done
at fifteen and how grown-up I had felt about it.

Arial was laying in wait for him. "Wow, Kavan, is that lipstick
on the fly of your shorts?"

Poor Kavan. He looked down immediately and then looked up at me.
I could almost see him trying to remember something.

"Arial, you asshole," he said. "Kathryn wasn't wearing any
lipstick."

"Oh, yeah, asshole one," she sneered, "then what's that red stuff
on your lips.

Poor Kavan. He'd wiped the back of his hand across his mouth
before he realized.

"Gotcha again." Ariel squealed

Kavan pulled off his shirt and shorts and started for Arial.

"Did Kathryn give you that hard on, Kavan?" I asked.

He looked down and realized that he was only half hard. I'd
noticed it a soon as he had pulled down his shorts

"Gotcha, Kavan," I smiled.

"Yeah, Dad," he said in exasperation. "She did. I kissed her. In
fact we were deep kissing. She's pretty hot at that. It made me
get a hard-on. I had to wait for it to go down before I could
walk back. I couldn't walk down the sidewalk with a tent in the
front of my pants, could I? Everybody would have thought I was
advertising something."

And with that, he proceeded to grab Arial, throw her in the pool,
and then cannon ball right next to her. When they were through
wrestling, I called them out. "We all need to get a shower," I
said.

I picked Kerry up and found that he was already awake. I couldn't
fuss at him about enjoying the closeness with his mother since I
enjoyed the same thing.

"Come on, Squirt," I said. "You and Kavan and I need to get a
shower to wash off the pool chemicals. We'll let Mom and Arial
shower in the bathroom and we can go to the basement shower. That
is, if they promise not to use up all the hot water washing their
hair."

When the three of us were showering together in the big basement
shower I had built, Kerry popped a boner again. As usual he
pushed his hips forward, showing off as always, proud of his four
inches of erect dick. He reached down, pushed it downward and we
all watched as it sprang back up and slapped against his stomach.
When it stopped bobbing up and down, he started to do it again.

"Don't do it again, Squirt," I said. "You need to exercise that
muscle; you don't need to break it off."

He looked down and giggled. "How do you exercise it? Do you mean
jerking off like Kavan does?"

"He exercises with his weights once every day," I said. "Does he
exercise his dick once every day?"

Before Kerry could answer, Kavan piped up. "No, Dad, I don't
exercise it once a day. It's usually more like three or four
times a day." He looked at Kerry. "And you can just shut up,
Squirt. Dad's always told us that jerking off is the most normal
thing a teenage boy can do. You're just jealous. And besides I've
seen you doing it too."

"Yeah," Kerry said, "I do it too because sometimes I can make it
feel real good. I guess that's an orgasum like Dad said. But I
don't get anything out of it like you do."

"Kerry, his balls are making millions of sperm and lots of
testosterone every day," I said. "Kavan does it to let off a
little pressure from that. You'll do it too in a few years."

"But nobody has told me yet how to exercise it," Kerry
complained.

Kevin sighed loudly. "Pull your foreskin back and I'll show you,"
he said. I stood watching, wondering where this was going.

Kerry pulled his foreskin back as far as possible on his hard
pride and joy and stood waiting.

Kavan reached over and, with one finger, pushed Kerry's dick down
to a horizontal position. He put the finger just on the groove
behind the head.

"See this groove, Squirt," she said, "that's where you're
supposed to tie the cord."

Kerry looked up at me and said, "What cord?"

I shrugged and Kavan told him, "The cord that you tie to the
ten-pound weight on the floor. Then you keep trying until you can
lift the weight like Dad and me."

Kerry looked me in the face and then down at my dick, half-hard
from all the fun. He looked at Kavan and so did I. Kavan was more
than half hard as usual.

"I've got ten dollars that says neither of you can lift it
either," Kerry smiled.

I thought it was time for me to end the fun. "You win, Kerry," I
said, "we're not going to try to prove it because I don't want to
hurt my dick and I'm sure your brother isn't ready to ruin his
when it's not even broken in yet. I'll pay you ten for me and ten
for your brother since it's his birthday."

<><><>

Before eight o'clock, Sioned and I were stretched out on the
king-size bed in our bedroom, half-heartedly watching the usual
garbage on television. The kids were watching something on the
television in the family room. We were all still naked, as we
often were in warm weather, and the big doors from each room to
the back deck were open.

Sioned curled up next to me and put her hand on my stomach. I
pushed it further down and she started playing with my cock,
slowly pushing the skin up and down on the shaft. I was more than
half hard again and wondering whether to get up and shut the
door. All of us understood that a shut door meant that we wanted
privacy.

Just at that moment, Kavan walked in on us. He took one look and
turned around on a dime. He went back to the family room yelling
"Whoop, whoop, erection alert, erection alert, whoop, whoop, get
the fire extinguisher, whoop, whoop, erection alert."  Kerry came
running, yelling, "Where, where? Let me see." He took a flying
leap and landed on the bed on Sioned's side. He crawled over her
and pushed us apart, then stretched out between us. The two older
ones had stopped doing this but Kerry still loved to do it.

Kavan and Arial come in together, holding hands and stood looking
at the three of us for a minute. I saw both of them checking out
the erection alert; it was still needed.

"Can we get in bed with you too?" Arial asked.

"Yeah," Kavan said, "it's my birthday and I'd like to do it too."

I looked at my wife and she just shrugged.

"Sure," I said, "come on."

Sioned, Kerry, and I moved to the center of the bed and propped
up on the big pillows. Kavan crawled in on the side next to his
mother and Arial crawled in beside me. We were accustomed to
being naked together and we even curled up in bed together
occasionally, especially when the weather was cold or stormy. But
I sensed that this was different and wondered where this was
going.

Kerry was snuggled up close to his mother, as usual, and had a
hand on one breast. Kavan moved closer to her on the other side
and placed one hand first on his mother's stomach and then slowly
moved it up until it was on her breast. I knew he could feel the
hard nipple against the palm of his hand.

Kavan moved back from his mother slightly and I wondered why.
When his dick sprang out from between them and slapped on his
stomach, I guessed he was embarrassed at having his hard-on
pressed against his mother's hip. I don't know if Kerry sensed
that our togetherness was different this time. But he turned his
face to his mother's breast and took the nipple in his mouth.
Kavan and Arial and I watched as he gently began to nurse at his
mother's breast, after having left it over eight years ago. When
Kavan lowered his face to the other breast and began sucking,
Sioned looked over at me, with a questioning expression on her
face.

"Are you kids sure you want to be here with us tonight?" I asked.

Kavan and Kerry just grunted their "Uh huh" and Arial said,
"Sure, Dad, let us stay. This is cool. We won't talk to anyone
abut it and we know you two would never let us get hurt with
you."

I looked at my wife again and she just shrugged again, as though
indicating agreement. I wasn't sure how far she was willing to go
until she reached down with both hands and took Kavan's erection
in her left hand and Kerry's in her right. Arial and I watched
while she gently moved her hand up and down on their cocks while
they continued to suck on her nipples. My cock grew into a
full-blown hard-on.

"If you want to stay, one of you has got to get up and turn off
the television. I don't know where the remote is," I said. Kerry
sprang up, turned it off, and was back beside his mother in about
two seconds.

When Arial leaned over me and put her hand on my dick, I looked
up at her, about to ask her if she should be doing this. She
looked me in the eyes, smiled, and said, "Relax, Dad, I'm
thirteen and a half. Don't you think it's about time I found out
what a hard dick feels like?"

"You can feel what it's like in your hand, young lady, but don't
expect to feel one in you anywhere else any time soon. Don't
think you're ready for that."

"I know that Dad. I don't want to feel that for a few years yet.
Nobody's going to get one in me until I'm ready for it."

Kavan propped up on one elbow and watched his sister playing with
my cock. "You know what's really different about our family,
Dad?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said, "most parents won't let their kids get in their
bed at all."

"No, Dad, that's not really it. We're different in the way we
talk and the way we touch each other."

"Uh huh," Arial added, "You've always talked to us about sex like
we were smart enough to understand it. You've told us about what
it's like when you and Mom do it. The part I like is that you
never say that you fucked her; it's always that the two of you
made love. Some of the kids at school talk about fucking and it
sounds like something disgusting. The way you and Mom talk about
sex and making love with each other, you make it sound like
something beautiful. You make it something sacred, spiritual
sometimes."

"Yeah," Kerry piped in. "I especially like it when we can get in
bed with you. Last winter when we didn't have any heat for a
couple of days, we all got on our sweat suits and got in bed
together to stay warm. That was neat."

"Dad," Arial said, "when that happened, we were all warm and it
was so nice to be together.  When Kavan and Kerry got up to go
pee, I saw you and Mom curled up together and you had your hand
under Mom's sweatshirt. I could see it on her breast. When they
came back, Kavan curled up against my backside. I took his hand
and put it under my sweatshirt. He put it on my breast and that's
all he ever did. When Kerry turned over facing me, I took his
hand and put in under there too. He reached for Kavan's breast
first and then just held on to the other one. I don't think I'll
ever forget how warm and loved I felt being there."

"I hope I never forget that too," my wife said, "but most parents
don't let their children touch them like you're touching your
father. And they don't touch their sons like I'm doing. I know
this is a first for us but I'm not sure we should be doing this."

I noticed that, in spite of what my wife said, she showed no
intention of taking her hands off Kavan and Kerry. Both were
clearly enjoying her hands on their hard penises.

"I don't see why not, Mom," Kavan said. "You sometimes let us
sleep with you without clothes. But when you do, I touch you and
Arial with my dick. I spoon up against you and I get an erection
or sometimes I wake up with one that's pressed against Arial's
butt. I don't ever try to do any more than that."

"Yeah, Dad," Arial said, "I've felt your dick before and I've
felt Kavan's. When you let us sleep naked together, I like it
when you hold me and spoon up against me. I've been woke up more
than once by your hard-on poking me. Same with Kavan. It doesn't
bother me to feel it back there; why should it bother you when I
have it in my hand. Anyway, neither of you ever tried to put it
in me."

I looked at my wife and she evidently saw my plea for help.
"Don't look at me, big boy, you got yourself into this. Now you
can decide where it goes."

During all the talk, I noticed Arial watching her mother's hands
as she played with Kavan and Kerry. Her own hand mimicked her
mother's stokes, keeping me at full erection.

"Mom," Arial said, "which one do you think is bigger: Dad's or
Kavan's? Can we find out?"

"Kerry, do you think you could find that small measuring tape in
my sewing box," my wife asked. "We'll let you hold the tape and
your sister and I'll read the numbers. And get a pencil and a
piece of paper."

Kerry was giggling as he ran out of the room, sort of
half-skipping so that his beautiful little butt switched from
side to side.

My wife looked at Arial and said, "Keep it up, Arial. It's got to
be hard to be good - and to get a good measurement." Both Kevin
and Arial groaned at the old joke from Mae West. But my wife
stroked Kavan's cock harder and Arial did the same to mine.

When Kerry returned, he was grinning as wide as possible. "How do
we measure them?" he asked.

My wife took the tape measure and unrolled a foot or so. "You
hold this end up against their pubic bone. Just press down
through their hair and you'll feel it."

"Where?" Kerry asked.

His mother turned loose of Kavan's cock and took hold of Kerry's
with one hand. With the other hand, she pressed the tape against
his hairless pubic bone. "Right here," she said, "Kieran, you and
Kavan stand up at the foot of the bed."

"Dad's first," Kavan said, "hold his dick down, Arial."

Arial held it down while Kerry applied the tape. My wife and
Arial both looked at the measurement. My wife tore the paper in
half and handed half to Arial. "We'll each write down our number
separately," she said.

"Do we just measure length," Arial asked, "or do we also measure
circumference? That's a good word, isn't it, Dad:
cir-CUM-fer-ence?" My wife and I both groaned.

Kerry wrapped the tape around my cock about half way down the
shaft while my wife and Arial wrote down the numbers.

When they turned to Kavan, he complained, "No fair, nobody's been
keeping mine up. I need a hand."

"Mom, can I help him?" Arial asked. "I think I know how to get it
up."

My wife looked at me and said, "You kids have amazed me enough
already. I don't know what you've got in mind. You go ahead if
it's what you want to do."

Arial leaned over Kavan and held his dick near the base. She
lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and licked him on the
glans. I saw Kavan look unbelievingly at me and at his mother but
he didn't stop Arial. When she opened her mouth, took the head of
his cock in, and sucked on it, he closed his eyes and threw his
head back.

"No fair, Arial," my wife said, "you're giving him a head start
over your father."

Arial just groaned at the reference and continued sucking for a
few seconds more. When she straightened up, Kavan's dick was all
wet and shiny on the head and pointing almost at the ceiling.

Kerry held the tape again for Kavan and my wife and Arial wrote
down their separate numbers.

"Now, let's add the length and cir-CUM-fer-ence together," my
wife said. "Is that the best way to see whose dick is bigger?"

Kavan and I nodded agreement and when Kerry nodded too, I said,
"Its official then. Add them together."

My wife and Arial conferred over the numbers and then my wife
announced the results. "Sorry, Kavan, it's official. Your
father's penis is larger than yours."

<><><>

Kerry looked at me and at his mother. "Thanks lots, Mom and Dad,
this is lots of fun."

"Yeah, Mom and Dad," Arial agreed, "its lots of fun. We're not
hurting you and you're not hurting us. I don't care if some
people would say we shouldn't be like this with each other.

"I agree, Mother and Father," Kavan said. "All three of your
children want to keep playing with Mom and Dad. Sorry, Dad, but
Mom always comes first with me,"

"That's OK, son," I said, "she always comes first with me too."

"Dad," Arial groaned, "that's not a pun, is it? Or is it what you
can a double entender?

"That's French, Arial," Sioned said, "it's pronounced as double
entendre."

<><><>

We all got back on the bed and Kerry again crawled to his mother.
He leaned over her and nonchalantly started sucking on her breast
again. Kavan took the other nipple in his mouth.  Arial and I
watched for a few minutes. Finally, I decided to reassert my
fatherly prerogative. I crawled over and told my two sons, "One
of you has to move." Kerry obediently moved aside and I took his
place. Arial came around the bed and pushed Kavan down toward the
foot of the bed. He ended up between his mother's outstretched
legs. Arial joined me in sucking on her mother's breasts while
the two boys watched. My wife cupped her breasts underneath and
held them up to our mouths.

 Kavan leaned over his mother and began kissing and licking on
her stomach. After a few minutes, he moved lower, trying to get
his face between her legs. My wife pulled my ear and motioned
with her head toward Kavan.

"Where'ya going, Kavan?" I drawled, in my best John Wayne
imitation.

"Just looking, Duke," he mumbled.

"You should have looked when you came out of there," I said.
"What you see down there is mine."

My wife pulled my ear again and said, "No, it's NOT yours, it's
mine. I just let you use it occasionally."

"OK, OK, just don't let him get his head stuck this time," I
said.

Kavan looked up at me. "Did I really get it stuck, Mom?"

"No, Kavan," she said, "you didn't get stuck. The first time a
woman has baby is usually the longest labor. But you didn't get
stuck. None of you did."

Kavan stretched out on the bed on his stomach, face between his
mother's legs. I couldn't see what he was doing but I heard her
hissed intake of breath and guessed that he was doing the same
thing I did. When he raised his head again and held up one
finger, I could see that his lips and finger were wet.

"Do you need any help down there, son?" I asked.

"No, Dad," he answered, "if I can find her clitoris with my
tongue and I can get two fingers in her like this - and he
crooked his first two fingers - I'd like to try to make her come
like you do."

"Is that OK with you, Sioned?" I asked. "Should I make him stop
now?"

"These kids have got me so hot that somebody's going to have to
do it tonight. Do you care if he does it?"

"Mom says you can do it, Kavan," I said to him. "I hope you know
what you're doing."

"Dad, my dick is so hard it feels like it's going to bust. It's,
just like you said it would be when I got my head between a
woman's legs. I wanna do it, if it's OK with you."

I looked at my wife and wasn't sure what I saw in her eyes so I
made up my own mind. "It's OK with both of us, Kavan, go ahead."

At that, Kerry and Arial moved down on the bed so that one was on
each side of their mother's legs. I don't know what they could
see but they seemed fascinated by what Kavan was doing. After a
few minutes, Kavan raised his head up and looked at me. His
mother's juices were all over his mouth. He crooked two fingers
at me and shook his head questioningly. I nodded approval. I
could tell by my wife's response when he re-inserted his fingers
into her. She gasped and I guess he must have curled them around
to press on her so-called G-spot.

He seemed to get carried away and I could hear his tongue
slurping at his mother and I could see his fingers working in and
out of her. I could see the usual red flush on her chest and
breasts and her breath was almost panting. I started to say
something when she suddenly reached down and grabbed Kavan's head
and pulled it against her. I knew he had, for the first time I
assumed, brought a woman to orgasm.

He looked up at me for approval, smiled wildly, and when I
nodded, he put his face back down again.

After a few more minutes, Kerry pushed against Kavan and said,
"Let me do it too."

Kavan tried to push him aside. "You're too little, Squirt, you
can't do a man's job."

"Can too, can too," Kerry said, "Dad, make him let me do it too."

"Let him try, Kavan. Show him what to do."

Kerry got into position between his mother's legs and Kavan
started whispering in his ear and pointing.  I think Kerry was
kissing instead of licking but my wife said, "Kerry, baby, that's
so good."

After a minute of so, I pulled Kerry out and said, "Let me try
too, OK, OK?"

While we were changing position, Arial said, "Mom, I'm so wet
down there from just watching. Do you get that way too?"

"Yes, sweetie," she said, "girls get wet; men get hard. That's
what makes it all so damn good."

I got between my wife's legs, on my stomach as usual, and lowered
my lips to her cunt. I licked all around on the vaginal lips and
on her clitoris before finally sucking her clit out from its
hood. She started bucking against my face and I rose up for a
moment.

Kavan was kneeling between Arial's outstretched legs and both
were watching us. Kerry was between his sister and mother, also
watching everything, a look of absolute glee on his face. As I
lowered my face back to my wife, I noticed Kavan getting in the
same position with his sister. I started very quietly and very
gently, listening to what Kavan and Arial were doing.  I looked
up again and he had his face buried between her legs and her
hands were on his shoulders, fingers dug in. Kerry's head looked
like he was watching a ping-pong game. My wife looked over at her
oldest son and daughter, watching them. I lowered my face back
down again.

"Kavan, don't try to get more than one finger in your sister,"
their mother said. "You don't want to hurt her and she's still a
virgin."

I looked up at that and saw Kavan with his face still between
Arial's thighs. He held up one long finger and I could see it
glistening wetly.

"He's doing it fine, Mom," Arial said. "He hasn't hurt me and it
feels so good I want to cry."

"I know how you feel, baby," Arial's mother said.

Both Kavan and I brought our hands and faces back in place. I
eased two fingers into my wife's cunt and sought out her clitoris
with my tongue again. I tried to be quiet and listen for what the
kids were doing.

When I looked up again, briefly, Kerry was facedown between his
sister's thighs and Kavan was evidently instructing him. When
Kavan lowered his face to his sister's breasts, I sought out my
wife's eyes and mouthed the word, "Look." She turned and watched
them as fascinated as I was. Kavan and Kerry changed places and I
resumed what I had been doing with my wife. I knew from past
experience that she was close to coming again. I heard Arial
squeal with what I knew was orgasmic pleasure and Kavan said,
"Damn, Arial, get your fingernails outta my shoulders." Sioned
started giggling at them and I pushed my fingers in as deep as
they would go and curled them around to press against her vaginal
wall. At the same time, I sucked on her clitoris as strongly as I
could and flicked it with my tongue. A few seconds later, I heard
her giggles turn into gasps and I felt her contractions on my
fingers.

I rose up on my hands and knees and looked at Kavan. He was in
the same position looking at me. We grinned at each other, both
with nose and lips and chin wet and shining.

I crawled up on one side of Kerry and Kavan got on the other
side. We lay back against the big pillows and I looked down to
see three hard-ons in a row. I could hear both my wife and my
daughter still gasping and breathing heavily, coming down from
the peak of pleasure.

<><><>

I think ten minutes or more passed without a word and without
anyone moving. Finally my wife turned over and crawled up between
my legs. She lowered her head, held my cock upright, and lowered
her mouth to it. I watched to see what Arial would do. The kids
all watched their mother sucking on the head of my cock and
sliding the skin up and down on the shaft. Arial looked at me and
I nodded and whispered, "It's OK with us if you want to do it."

Arial followed her mother's example. When she opened her mouth
and lowered it around Kavan's cock, Kavan and I were both
watching with open mouths. Kerry was watching both Arial and his
mother with open mouth and goggle-eyes.

Sioned and Arial both began slowly but somehow I think it turned
into a race to see which could make their man come first. I was
afraid Arial was going to lose when I heard her say, "Mom, can we
swap?"

Her mother looked up at me for approval again and I nodded. She
and Arial switched places. When Arial tried to fit my cock in her
smaller mouth and I saw her small breasts hardly hanging down
from her chest, I found it hard to look away. After a minute or
so I did and saw Sioned almost deep-throating Kavan's cock while
he watched in absolute awe. Arial looked up and saw what we were
watching.

"I can't do that," she said, pouting, "I can hardly get Dad's big
dick in my mouth."

"You don't need to," I told her. "Most of the feeling is in the
last couple of inches. Just suck on that and use your hand on the
rest, OK?"

She nodded and went back to sucking my cock, slurping on the head
and moving her hand up and down rapidly on the shaft. I could
feel the beginning urges of an orgasm and didn't know what to say
to Arial. My wife said it for me.

"Kieran, don't you dare come in her mouth. I don't think she's
ready for that yet. Y0u push her off and come on your stomach. I
don't think she's ever seen that yet and she needs to see how
much you come before she gets it in the mouth."

"How about you, Mom?" Kavan asked. "What do you want me to do
when I feel myself coming?"

"Don't you worry about a thing, baby," his mother said, "I'm used
to getting a mouthful of semen. I can handle it. Just let it go
whenever you want to."

I smiled at Kavan and sort of raised my eyebrows. When he still
looked at me quizzically, I mouthed the words "It's OK."

Kavan and I - and Kerry - watched two bobbing heads for a few
minutes more. I knew I was going to come at any second and so I
pushed Ariel's head back and said quietly, "Just use your hand,
Arial, as fast as you can."

Another few seconds and I knew everything was boiling up inside
me and about to blow. I closed my eyes and it hit. I could feel
the hot spurts laying down a path from my throat to my lower
stomach. When I opened my eyes, Arial was looking at my chest and
stomach and cock in astonishment. I looked at Kerry and Kavan and
they were looking too.

I saw Kavan throw his head back and close his eyes and I knew
something had triggered his orgasm. I didn't bother to tell his
mother because I knew that she could easily recognize the signs
of an oncoming orgasm. Kavan's hips began to buck, thrusting his
dick into his mother's mouth and I knew all too well what he was
experiencing. My wife kept her mouth on his cock all the way,
even squeezing out the last few drops, before she straightened up
and swallowed.

"I hope you appreciate what your mother just did for you, Kavan,"
I said.

He stared down at his still erect penis and mumbled something
that sounded like "Oh, I do Mom. I do Dad."

I don't know what made me shift into pedagogical mode so soon but
I looked around at our three children and said. "If a man comes
in a woman's mouth, she can swallow it or spit it out and it
doesn't hurt anything either way. But you can see what I did on
my stomach. Think about what a man ejaculates into a woman's
vagina. When he lays down a puddle of semen like that against her
cervix, what do you think happens?"

When Kerry raised his hand, I immediately regretted having said
anything.

"Dad, did Kavan come in Mom's mouth like you just did? What did
she do with it? What's ejaculates mean? Who are seamen? And
what's a servix?"

<><><>

Sioned and I tried to answer Kerry's questions but soon realized
that each answer given brought forth two more questions. We
finally gave up and sent him for a wet washcloth and towel

When he came back, he handed the wet cloth and towel to me. I
handed them to Sioned as usual and she looked at Arial and handed
them to her. She gave them back to me. "It's mainly water with a
little protein and other stuff in it. It won't hurt you if it's
on somebody's stomach. It won't hurt you to swallow it. But you
can sure get pregnant from it if it's in your vagina and the
sperm swim through your cervix into your womb." I finished my
lesson just as I finished drying off my stomach.

<><><>

I looked around at the others. "Well, is everybody OK with what
we've done?" When Kerry held his hand up again, I groaned.

"Nobody's done anything with me," he complained. "Mine's still
hard."

I looked down at his penis and realized that it was still hard
and had been for the last hour or so. I also realized he had a
nice dick for a nine-year old, a good four inches of hard cock
still sticking up over his stomach.

"You're right, Kerry," I said. "We haven't done anything with
you. You're part of this family and we love you. Tell me what you
want us to do, Squirt."

"I want y'all to do to my dick what you did to Kavan's and
Dad's," he said, with a big grin.

The rest of looked all around at each other at his request. I
didn't know what to say and evidently the others didn't either.
Sioned finally came to our rescue.

"Kerry, boys and men don't usually do that with other boys and
men," she said. "Usually girls do it to boys and women do it to
men."

He looked at me and then at Kavan and then at his mother.

"Why can't they do it to me? Don't they love me too?"

"Yes, Kerry," I answered. "Kavan and I both love you very much. 
It's just that when you do sex stuff, there are some things men
do to women and women do to men. Men don't usually do the same
things to men."

"Why not?" he asked. I was afraid another endless round of
questions was about to start. "The kids at school say men do suck
other men's dick. They call them queers if they do it. Is that
bad? If it's bad, why is it OK if Mom and Arial do it?"

"Kerry, I think you're going to have to grow up a little more and
we're going to have to talk some more before you understand this.
For now, let me just tell you that I don't think it's bad at all
if two people want to show love for each other, even if they're
both men."

He said "Good" and scooted down on the bed, holding his hard dick
straight up.

I looked at his mother and brother and sister. "I think we've
gotta do something about Kerry's boner," I said. "It's not fair
to leave him like this when we've all had an orgasm or two except
him."

I looked at my wife and then at Kavan and Arial. They all nodded

"Whatever you say, Dad, it's OK with us," Kavan said. "We do love
little Squirt."

"Yeah," Arial said, "he's the best little brother I could ever
have and I really do love him."

So I lowered my head to Kerry and opened my mouth to his penis. I
found it surprisingly easy to take his entire length even when
the little head pushed back in my throat. I gave him a minute or
so of sucking and then pulled off. His mother took my place and
did the same, probably better than I did because he began to
squirm. When she pulled off, his brother didn't hesitate to take
her place and Kerry squirmed more. And when he straightened up a
couple of minutes later, Arial took her turn. He squirmed more
and more and then began thrusting up into Arial's mouth. When he
started saying, "Aahhh, aaahhh," I wondered if he was having an
orgasm. When Arial pulled off his dick, he looked satisfied.

"Thanks, Arial," she said, smiling up at her. "You made it feel
good."

<><><>

Sioned left the room, telling the rest of us to stay put. She
came back a few minutes later with a tray with two bottles of
beer, a partial bottle of white wine, and a glass of milk. She
had five glasses. And she had a sliced baguette of bread and a
warmed wedge of Brie cheese.

"I thought we might have a celebration here in the middle of the
bed. Just don't spill anything. I don't want to sleep in a wet
spot tonight," she said, looking at me to make sure I caught her
meaning.

Kavan was the first one to pipe up. "You mean that's for us too,
Mom?"

"You may have a half-glass of beer, a fourth-glass of wine, or a
full glass of milk. And we can all share the bread and cheese
until it's gone."

Kavan and Arial had tasted both wine and beer and I thought I
knew which they would choose - beer for Kavan and wine for Arial.
I didn't know about Kerry because we had never offered either to
him. I was right about Kavan and Arial. Kerry asked for a sip of
both. He rolled each round in his mouth like a connoisseur and
then chose the milk. When we finished, Kavan and Arial
volunteered to clean up the tray and glasses and bottles. When
they came back, giggling and holding hands, I knew they weren't
ready to stop playing and I wondered what they'd want next.

Kerry was snuggled up against his mother again, one hand on her
breast, one leg thrown over her thighs.

Kavan and Arial crawled in on each side of me. They each put
their head on my shoulders and I couldn't see their faces. I
could feel their hands when they reached down to my groin. One
hand was playing with my balls and the other was gently stroking
my cock. Since they were both on their sides with one arm
underneath them, I knew they both had a hand on me and wondered
again what they were up to.

"Dad," Kavan started, "This has been just about the most perfect
day of my life. I'm real glad you and Mom let us get in bed with
you two tonight and play with you."

"Yeah," Arial picked up, with what I was sure was a plan plotted
in the kitchen, "you and Mom could make this the absolutely
bestest day of our lives."

Somebody's hand was now stroking an almost erect cock and
somebody's finger was crawling down the crack behind my balls.

"What are you two little provocateurs going to suggest that will
make it absolutely the most perfect day?" I asked.

"We want to watch you and Mom make love!" Kavan said.

"Yeah, you tell us we saw you once when we were little but
neither of us remembers it. We want to see you do it so we can
watch and remember it," Arial added.

From the other side of the bed, a smaller voice gave his vote.
"Yeah, Mom and Dad, it'd be neat to watch. Can we, please, huh?"

I looked over at Sioned. "How did we get ourselves into this
mess?" I asked.

"Well," she answered, "I think it started one day when you said
you wanted to have grandchildren with me."

"We'll make you a grandmother, Mom," Kavan giggled. "You and Dad
have just got to show us how it's done."

"I think we've already gone further than we should have," I
pleaded. "Don't you kids think we should stop for the night?"

"Dad," Arial said, "are you ashamed to let us see you?"

"No, Arial, I'm not ashamed of making love with your mother," I
answered. "And I'm not ashamed of it either," Sioned added. "It's
just that kind of sex is usually something that we want to do in
private."

"Why, Dad?" Kavan asked. "You've told us we shouldn't be ashamed
of masturbating. When I started growing and getting hair down
here" - and he pulled my pubic hair - "I asked you to show me how
you did it. We went down in the basement and you showed me and I
did it in front of you. We've done it in the shower a few times
after that. You even let Kerry watch now. Does Mom know?"

"Yes, I know," Sioned, answered. "He usually tells me things like
that and asks if I think it's OK."

"And you and Mom have walked in on me lots of times when I'm
jerking off and I forget to shut the door. You've seen me doing
it and both of you just smile now and tell me to have fun. I
don't even bother to stop now when you walk in," Kavan said.

"Do you really think it's OK, Mom?" Arial asked. "You've never
shown me how you masturbate and I do all the time now. Will you
show me so I do it right? Sometimes I want to have an orgasm and
I can't, so maybe I don't do it right."

"Yes, Arial," my wife answered, "it's OK. And yes, I'll show you
how I do it if you think it will help you.

"Can I watch too, Mom," Kerry begged. "Please, please, please."

I thought I might be able to put a stop to their entreaties if I
explained why we preferred to make love in private.

"Kids," I started, "do you know what an altered state of
consciousness is?"

Kavan and Arial admitted they didn't and Kerry looked at me like
I was speaking Latin.

"It's an extreme state of concentration, in which you focus all
of your concentration on one thing. The thing can be something
like a book you're reading, a television program you're watching,
or a game you're playing. You become so immersed in the thing
that you're not aware of anything else around you. And time
becomes meaningless. You aren't aware of the passage of time and
when you return to normal consciousness you're usually surprised
to find that it lasted fifteen minutes or maybe three hours."

"Is that what Kerry does when he's watching television and Mom
says something to him and he never hears her," Arial asked.

"Yes, and it's also what happens when you're on the telephone
with one of your friends," I said.

"But what's it got to do with you making love with Mom?" Kavan
asked.

"It's got everything to do with it," I answered. "When two people
really love each other like your mother and I do, we both share
that altered state of consciousness when we're sharing our
bodies. I'm not aware of anything else except what I'm feeling
with my penis and with my skin and with my mouth. That's why we
usually make love with eyes closed, so we can sink deeper into
that altered state. I think it's as close as we can come to the
idea in the Bible about becoming one flesh. I feel like your
mother and I become one single entity sometimes."

"Your father's right," Sioned added. "It's not that we're ashamed
of anything. It's just best when we're not distracted."

All three kids looked at us with open mouths. Kavan and Arial
were totally serious; Kerry looked a little befuddled.

"So it's sort of like a religious experience, isn't it, Dad?"
Kavan asked.

"Yes, Kavan, it is," I answered. "Have you felt that sort of way
when you're kissing Kathryn?"

"Yeah, we press up against each other and I get a hard-on and it
seems like we can't kiss each other deep enough. I think you
could shoot a gun next to my ear and I might not hear you."

"Exactly," I said, and gave him a thumbs-up, "but just imagine
how much deeper you'd go if you were naked against her and your
dick was in her pussy."

"Aw, come on, Dad," he laughed. "my limit's about eight inches."

"You are not eight inches yet, twerp," his sister snorted. "Dad's
bigger than you are and he's not eight inches."

"I'm not talking about physical depth; I'm talking about
emotional depth. The emotional depth can be just as deep even if
your dick is only four or five inches."

"So you're saying you don't want us watching because you don't
want us to distract you from what you feel with Mom," Arial
concluded.

"But Mom," Kerry wheedled, "if we promise to just sit quietly and
not touch you, we could watch, couldn't we? Please?"

Sioned looked at me again. I didn't know what to do. On one hand,
I wanted them to see what sort of very real love Sioned and I
shared. On the other hand, I didn't want to let our intimacy with
our children go any further than it already had.

"They've seen almost everything else tonight," Sioned said. "I'm
not sure I want to be watched but I would like them to see what
it's like when we make love. It's the glue that holds our lives
together and they know they're a result of that love."

"Mom," Kavan said, "I know it's all about love. When you do let
us all get in bed with you, I feel like I'm a part of you and Dad
and Arial and Kerry too. I feel so loved by my family and it
makes me as happy as I've ever been."

"I don't know how this will work but I guess we can try it.
You've got to promise to be absolutely still so get comfortable
where you don't have to move around. And absolutely no talking
either. That'll spoil it for us. We'll have to turn the lights
down as low as they can be and still let you see."

"I'll turn the lights down," Kerry said, and he bounded off the
bed. Kavan and Arial sat up Indian-fashion on each side of the
bed and Kerry crawled back in and put his butt inside Arial's
crossed legs and leaned back against her breasts.

<><><>

Sioned positioned herself on her back in the center of the bed. I
stretched out beside her on my side. I looked around at the kids
and nodded to them each in turn. Finally I lowered my lips to
Sioned's and put my hand on her stomach at her naval.

I began softly kissing her with closed lips, on the tip of her
nose and chin, on each corner of her mouth, and all over her
face. After a couple of minutes, she reached up behind my head
and pulled my face down to hers and opened her mouth to me. I
opened to her and we began to sink slowly into each other.

I brought my free hand up to her breast and played with one
nipple until it grew hard. I lowered my mouth to the other and
sucked it into the same hardness. My hand made the familiar
journey down to her Mound of Venus and I played with her pubic
hair for a moment before cupping my fingers around her vulva. I
slowly teased the wet lips apart and inserted one finger into her
hot interior. I brought the finger back to her clitoris and used
its lubricated tip to stroke her clitoral hood from side to side
and up and down. I heard the expected intake of breath as I
touched her nerve center.

I moved up on my hands and knees and trailed kisses from her
breasts down to her naval. I stopped there, licking at the tiny
vertical indentation there, a small foretaste of the larger
vertical opening that was my goal. I pulled her legs apart, and
moved between them. On my knees, I put my hands under her
buttocks and lifted her well off the bed. With my eyes shut, I
lowered my face and immediately brought my mouth against the
spread lips of her vagina. I used my tongue to lick the hot
slippery flesh there and my mouth to suck on her clitoris. When I
heard her gasping intake of breath again, I lowered her back down
on the bed and moved over her.

Sioned reached down and guided my cock to her center. She held it
in place while I gently moved the head in and out, getting it
well coated with her fluids. When she moved her hand, I gradually
lengthened my strokes, each time getting more and more of the
shaft wet. When I felt my cock reach the depths of her, I stopped
all movement for a minute of so. I knew she loved this first
sensation of being totally joined as much as I did.

She moved her hands down to my buttocks and brought her legs up,
folding herself almost in half. We both loved this position
because it gave us the ultimate in penetration and only the
combined mat of our public hair seemed to separate our pubic
bones. Again I held still for a minute or so. She wrapped her
legs around my waist and locked her ankles together and I knew
that was her signal that she was ready for me to give her every
inch of my cock as fast and hard as I could.

I began slowly but soon was pumping my cock into her cunt faster
and faster. As always the world faded away and time stood still.
My mind held no thoughts except the deep need for the surrender
to orgasm. And so, the sensations of the impending release built
up in me.  Sioned dug her fingernails into my ass and I suppose
that might have triggered my coming.

When the first spurt left my body, I heard my wife groan. I knew
that she could usually feel my contractions in the flesh of my
cock but not necessarily the ejaculations deep inside her. I
pressed down as hard as I could against her pubic bone, hoping
that the shaft of my cock would press against her clitoris and
trigger her orgasm. When I felt the clenching and unclenching of
her vaginal muscles around my shaft, I knew I had succeeded. I
collapsed limply on top of her and joined my mouth to hers in
another open-mouthed kiss.

When I opened my eyes and looked around, I saw Arial on her
knees, sitting back on her heels, with Kerry gone. I looked at
her face and saw her eyes glistening and tears running down both
cheeks. She looked like an innocent angel and I realized that she
still was in spite of the night's activities. When I looked at
Kavan, he was in the same position on the other side of the bed,
another innocent angel.

When I asked where Kerry was, Kavan pointed toward the foot of
the bed. I twisted around to look and he was kneeling on the
floor, his elbows on the bed and hands under his chin. He would
have been an angel too except for the wide grin on his face. I
knew he had been looking at his mother and me from between my
outspread legs and that he had had the best view of all. I hadn't
even known when he had moved down there.

I looked back at Kavan. "Son, would you get us a couple of warm
wash cloths and a small towel?" He moved immediately and was back
in a minute or so.

"It's sometimes messy when we separate," I said. "Its just part
of what is perfectly normal. But we do try not to make a mess on
the bed."

I took the towel from Kavan's hand and reached down and held it
against my wife while she lowered her legs. From long practice,
the towel ended up just under her buttocks and legs, ready to
catch the typical outflow.

I rolled over away from Sioned and flopped on my back. My
slowly-softening cock also flopped, wetly, back on my stomach. I
looked down and saw semen still oozing out the slit on the end of
my penis. Kavan threw one of the washcloths to Arial and I
reached for it.

"May I clean you up, Dad," she asked, "and let Kavan clean up
Mom? I've never seen anything more beautiful in my life. Just let
us do this for you, please?"

Sioned looked at her and said, "Maybe your brother doesn't want
to do it, Arial. And maybe he doesn't know how. It's not quite
the same as wiping off your father's cock."

"I want to do it, Mom," Kavan said. "I may not know how to do it
but I want to learn. You can tell me if I don't do it right."

Just then Kerry bounded energetically back in between me and his
mother. I nodded at Arial and then at Kavan. We all watched as
Arial wrapped the warm washcloth around my soft penis and gently
wiped it clean. When the shaft was clean, she held it up and
pulled my foreskin back and wiped the head clean. A last ooze of
semen appeared on the upright tip. Arial slid her hand down to
the base of my cock and squeezed gently upward, bringing out the
last of the semen. I wondered where she had learned to do that.

When she was finished, we all turned to look at Kavan and his
mother. He held the washcloth in one hand and moved it between
his mother's legs. Sioned spread them apart for him. He looked
down, uncertain of what to do. I said, "Spread the lips of her
pussy apart, Kavan, like this." And I showed him how to slowly
spread his thumb and forefinger apart. He did as I had told him
and then stopped when a mixture of clear and white fluids came
out of his mother. I knew she was contracting the muscles around
her vagina to squeeze it out; she had done it many times for me.
Kavan was undaunted, he wiped her clean as gently and completely
as any mother had every done for her baby. My wife reached down
for the towel and pulled it up between her legs as she closed
them. Arial handed her cloth to Kerry and Kavan followed her
lead. "Put those in the clothes hamper in the bathroom, Squirt,"
Arial instructed. He was out of bed in one bound and back in two
seconds.

"Dad, I have one last request, I promise no more, and we can all
have a perfect end to a perfect day," Kavan said.  "Would you and
Mom let us sleep with you tonight?"

I looked at Sioned and she nodded to me. When I gave my approval,
Arial leaned over me and kissed me on the lips. I felt her lips
open and her tongue seeking entry to my mouth. I opened my lips
to her and sucked her tongue in.

She pulled away with a loud WOW and stretched out on the outside
of the bed near me.

I watched as Kavan leaned over his mother and I guessed that he
was going to follow his sister's example. I saw their mouths open
to each other. When Kavan straightened up, he agreed with his
sister. "Yeah, WOW!"

Kerry had been watching all of this. He leaned over me first,
stuck out his tongue and pressed it against my closed mouth. I
opened to him too and sucked on his tongue harder. He pulled
back, surprised at what I had done. He turned to his mother and,
this time, kissed her with closed lips. She grabbed him behind
the head and held him down. I could tell that she had opened her
mouth and stuck her tongue in his mouth. He finally pulled away
and agreed with his brother and sister. "Yeah, Wowee, WOWEE!"

I turned over on my side, facing my wife, and let my hand rest on
Kerry's stomach. My wife turned to face me and took my hand in
hers. Kavan spooned up behind his mother and stretched his hand
over her and put it on top of his mothers. Arial saw what we had
done and snuggled up closer to my butt and stretched her hand
over, finally getting close enough to let it rest on her
brother's. Kerry moved lower between us, turned his face so that
is was against his mother's breasts, and then curled both hands
around his sisters. I looked directly in my wife's eyes,
wondering how long it would be before those sleepy eyelids
closed.

"You're right, Kavan," I said sleepily, "this is the perfect end
to a perfect day. It's almost midnight. Let's all sleep as late
as we want to tomorrow. Just remember that what you've done and
seen tonight would be just dreams and fantasies to most kids.
Just don't talk about it; let this be a family affair for just
the five of us."

I don't remember how long it was before I closed my eyes to warm
peaceful sleep, wrapped in the love of my wife and children.

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