SLEEP TOGETHER TO STAY TOGETHER

t was that boy again, thumping tennis balls on the sidewall. Well, not quite a boy. May be eighteen; may be more. Six-footer undoubtedly, slim and graceful in movements. A natural athlete, and a handsome one too. After my husband leaves early to the city watching him became my morning pre-bath routine. He had marked an 'X' on the wall, with a circle round it, and he hit the ball every time right at the intersection of the lines of the 'X'. With difficulty I resisted the temptation to applaud when he made a difficult return. I wanted to get friendly with him. I knew I did not have to wait long, for good though he was with his returns one day the ball was sure to land in my compound. That morning it happened. It was a difficult return, and the ball caught the frame of the racquet and thudding with some force on my garage door.

I hurried in and freshened myself. I changed into a thinner nightie and undid the top button to show a decent valley. I had to make a good impression. Soon I could hear him undo the latch of our gate. He rang the bell.

"Hi."

"Hi"

"I am your neighbour. I have come to retrieve my tennis ball that fell in."

"Welcome," said. "I have been watching you play. You return so well that I was surprised when the ball fell in."

"Thanks."

"Please come in. You are winded. You can take some rest, and I can get to know my neighbour."

"Thanks."

"May I get you some cold water?"

"Thanks."

"I am sure you can do more than thank me Mr...?"

"Dean, but please call me Deno."

"Juice perhaps?"

"I'll have just cold water Aunty."

"Please call me Silvia." He thought for a while before answering.

"I feel more comfortable calling you Aunty. May I?"

"You may." She laughed. He sipped as if it was something else other than water, and then suddenly gulped the whole lot."

"Want more?"

"No thanks."

"Having something on your mind?"

"Well, yes.'

"You can tell me, after all I am a neighbour. Unless of course it is a very personal matter."

"Well it is not personal." He paused. "Well it is something you would know soon." He paused again and then he made a gesture as if to say, 'To hell with it. I'll tell all.'

"Well, Aunty, I like peace. Hey! Why am I telling family secrets to a stranger?"

"Well I am not quite a stranger. I am tell you that you are not the first to confide in me. There is something in me that makes even total stranger speak out their inner most secrets.

"OK Aunty. Sorry for having called you a stranger. I'll lay bare all. I like peace. I don't get it at home, and I don't get it in college. I come from a very unhappy family. My father you must have seen, tall, handsome and behaves very polished to others. At home he is very nasty. To my mother principally. She incidentally is my stepmother, my father's second wife. My mother took my younger sister and disappeared with another man. My sister is my mother's daughter by her first husband. My father and his current wife of five years have no children. They were all right for a couple of years, and then they started fighting. When they are not throwing things they snipe at each other. No physical abuse. Never. My mother and my sister are always at loggerheads, and nothing that I do my father approves of. My sister and I fight like cats and dogs."

"A complete circle. Tragic. On the surface it seems such a lovely family. Your father is a regular Adonis and you are such a strapping young man."

"My mother won a beauty contest and it was then that my father fell for her."

"You sister can win many beauty contests too."

"With a face like that, yes. But she is a bit too fat for beauty contests. He paused and then continued. "My father and mother are not living like man and wife."

"You mean this sex thing."

"Yes."

"How do you know?"

"Lenny, that is my sister, told me."

"How does she know?"

"That is what I asked her. She said women know these things. I think mother must have told her."

"But they are not separated."

"I wonder why," said Deno.

"I think it must be some sort of love hate relationship. And you are unhappy in college?"

"Ya."

"Why? You must be popular in college, especially with the girls."

"I am not. My friends tease me no end. They call me elephant."

"Elephant? An Arabian steed, maybe, but elephant?" Deno blushed furiously.

"I can't tell you Aunty."

"Why?"

"It is such a personal matter."

"But you can to aunty, can't you?"

"No Aunty."

"Can I guess?"

"You can't in a hundred tries."

"Any bet?"

"No bet Aunty, but you may try."

"Your cock is big." Deno blushed scarlet as he nodded.

"Jealousy. Rank jealousy. All men want bigger and bigger cocks, and please take it from me women too. How many women have seen your elephant trunk?

"Not trunk," said Deno and laughed. "Elephant's cock."

"OK, cock. How many girls have seen it."

"None."

"You mean you have not had sex."

"No. I am just past eighteen."

"Time enough. Have the boys seen it when big."

"That's the problem. They bully me to get into the loo and they make me strip and make me do all sorts of things.

"Like?"

"They make me rub it to make it big. It seems they want to see how big it can be. It does become big, but they say it can become bigger. And then they say this thing. They say the first time I fuck I will burst the girl and I would go to jail."

"And you believe?" Deno nodded.

"Arrant nonsense. They are scared that once your prowess gets known in the campus they would not be able to get any girl."

"Why that mischievous smile Aunty?"

"Have you seen a naked woman?"

"No."

"Mom?"

"Very wicked Aunty."

"Wicked? Anyway what is the answer?"

"Brief glimpses once or twice?"

"Key hole?"

"There are no key holes in my house."

"That's bad. Sister?"

"Nope." His face was so sad that aunty burst out laughing.

"Breasts?"

"Once or twice. Brief glimpses."

"Pussy?"

"Never. Sex is not the first thing on my mind Aunty. Only thing that will make me happy is peace at home. Can you do that?"

"Request or challenge?"

"Take it anyway you want. Can you?"

"You bet I can. I like challenges. Any challenge to make your college life peaceful?"

"I don't know how you can help there."

"I can."

"How?"

"Easy. That's all I can say now."

"I have classes to attend, Aunty. I like talking to you."

"I expect you tomorrow morning."

The boy left and Silvia indrawn lips registered determination. A plan had already formed in her mind to make him popular in college, and it was pippin.

Deno gave up wall tennis. Instead he visited his neighbour. He came the next day and the next and the next. He said that being with aunty soothed his troubled mind. Aunty liked him too, with quiet passion. She had to have him; she was biding her time. When it did, it came in a platter.

On day five Deno was in a state of misery.

"War at home?" asked Aunty.

"No aunty, I want to give up college."

"Why?"

"I can't stand the boys teasing me."

"You mean the elephant thing?"

"Yes, and others things too, but mainly that. They say I can never fuck with a cock the size of mine."

"I have been hearing a lot about this cock of yours. Don't you think it is time I see it and judge whether it is too big as they say?" Deno blushed to a scarlet red.

"I don't think I will."

"Look here Deno. You are making yourself miserable when you must be jumping with joy that you are so generously endowed. I am aunty and I know a thing or two about cocks. I will tell you what it is worth. Now unzip." Dino looked at her uncertainly and then he unzipped it half way and then zipped up. Aunty encouraged him to go ahead, and he unzipped. Silvia could see the bulge under the jock. Then suddenly Dino pulled down the jocks and unhooked his cock and hung it out. Aunty gasped. It as really large, and it was hanging limply over the stretched elastic of the jock.

"Marvellous, absolutely marvellous," she said. "Pull down the pant and the jocks. You are strangulating your precious cock." Dino pulled both down to the ankles. Aunty saw it whole. It was hanging like a large banana. The public hair was luxuriant and curly, and his balls were big and hanging loose. Aunty came closer and touched the cock with one finger. It as large, really large. She ran the finger from the base to the tip and then she held the foreskin and peeled it back to expose the red rose. She loved its cigar shape with the thick middle. She knelt down kissed the rose. For the first time cock showed signs of activity. She rubbed it and kissed it again. She did it several times till the cock was now big and throbbing. Dino was staring at aunty but otherwise he stood rock still like a statue.

"It can become bigger. I know how to do that." She removed her tops and bared her breasts. Dino still stood like a statue staring at her impressive sagging breasts; his organ was rising.

"That's good," said aunty as she tapped the organ as if complimenting it on the promptness of the response. Then she suddenly dropped her pyjamas. She stood stark naked smiling mischievously at the boy. He stood stunned, but his organ was not. It was now large, angry and pointing upwards. Enormous veins coursed over and it was gently waving up and down with each heartbeat.

"Come closer." He did not move, but she did. She knelt down and with both hands tenderly rubbed his cock, and then she took it in her mouth. She plopped the rose in and out making slurping noises. She took it in but gagged when it was less than half way in. He stood still looking down, eyes wide open and unblinking.

"I will lie on the sofa. You kiss my pussy and lick my clit." She took him by the hand and led him to the sofa. She lay down and spread her thighs. He was kneeling in front on the carpet. With finger of one hand she opened her pussy and pulled his head with the other hand. She brought his mouth to her clit. For her while noting nothing happened and then he started licking, describing wide swathes with is long tongue, giving an excellent imitation of a hungry cat licking milk off a saucer. She moved her hips to get into some sort of rhythm. Then she decided that the rookie was not up to the task. She embraced him and then gently slid down.

"Fuck me," she said. Her hips were spread wide. She held him by the shoulders and as he came close she caught his penis, now large and quite monstrous. She guided it in. She was so wet that the cock was sucked in. She gasped. The tight stretch was just out of this world.

"Darling, it's wonderful." And then they moved in rhythm, slowly at first and then the tempo gradually increased till both had orgasms at the same time. Silvia's muffled moans became a scream as she reached the climax.

"Wait," she said. And then he had it again and then again. He slid off on to the carpet and both were in a tight embrace. They got up and they washed.

"Go, tell your mates that you fucked a married woman in her home, and she did not have to go to hospital. Say this to them loud and clear: 'I warn you buddies, if your girls get to know the size of my cock they would leave you for me in droves."

With such monster to working for her Silvia knew she would not fail.

2

Brother and sister will do anything for the family

For the next three days Dino presented himself every morning and they fucked. Silvia set him through the paces. From missionary they progressed to woman on top, and then doggie, and then the side on. With his long cock he penetrated in all postures with ease, but it was the missionary that he liked the best. 'I want to hug you as I do it Aunty darling,' he would say. Weekends he could not come for husband was at home. On Monday again Deno came. They were relaxing in each other's arms after a very satisfactory union when Deno, who was not that day at his chirpiest, came out with his new worry.

"Is fantasising sinful."

"Certainly not."

"Even if the object of the fantasy is your sister."

"No, it is not a sin to fantasy about sister."

"Mother?"

"No again. You do both?"

"Yes Aunty."

"All brothers do have fantasies of their sister. It is not sin. Neither is having a fantasy of your Mom. All women, when I say all I mean all without exception have or have had fantasies about their father. Well we will come to that later, but now I must tell you that your sister Lenny has a very beautiful face, and a smile to go with it."

"Yes aunty she is. Even when she is angry her face remains beautiful."

"I met her in the mall the other day. I have invited her and she said she would come. Why don't you come with her?"

"That would be a good. Is that your idea to make us quarrel less?"

"Not quarrel less Deno. I want to make you both great friends. Not only you two but also the whole family. You remember I took up the challenge. I do not lightly take up challenges, but when I do I go all out to win. This is step two."

"What is or was step one?"

"Step one is to make your happy in school. I have done that haven't I?"

"You have. I told them I fuck a married lady in her home every day. To my former tormenters I am now a king. They say that fucking a married lady who is living with her husband, and that too in her home is the highest thing in macho. The respect I get is unimaginable."

Lenny and Silvia got on famously. In the next two weeks she visited her neighbour several times, often by herself. Dino's visits were in the mornings and that of course was special. Dino did not seem to feel left off when he was with his sister in aunty's house. He tagged on to them even when they were in the kitchen preparing sandwiches and cold coffee with lemon. This was favourite with all three of them.

"What do you see in my brother?" asked Lenny one day.

"What's wrong with him?" Silvia wanted to know.

"He is so dull. In school is at the bottom of the class. Has he said anything interesting that you remember?" Silvia had to admit that his conversation has never been sparkling.

"But I assure you Lenny that he not without talent."

"Well hidden, I suppose," she said.

'Under two layers of cloth,' said Silvia, but to herself.

It was a Saturday afternoon when Dino and Lenny were visiting. Silvia had prepared Deno for action. She was not too sure that he would be able to keep to the script. Even before his sister had directed her attention to it Silvia had formed her own impression of Deno's intelligence. She hoped for the best.

They sat on the carpet watching TV. Silvia switched on a porno tape specially selected for the occasion. All three watched engrossed.

"Aunty I am getting hot," said Deno hoarsely. This was as per the script.

"Cool off," said aunt. Silvia and Lenny were seated side by side on the carpet with their backs against the longer sofa. Deno was also on the carpet against one of the side sofas. He moved closer to aunt. Aunty as now between brother and sister. He took hold of her hand and with the other hand gently rubbed her forearm and then the arm. He came closer and kissed her on the cheek.

"Hold my hand Lenny. Your brother is frightening me," she said. Her hand sought Lenny's and she grasped it firmly. Deno did not need the script any more. He was on his own and he was in frenzy. He hugged and kissed her on the lips and then he held the hem of her short skirt and with some helpful wriggling from aunty he pulled it off. He gasped for she did have neither bra nor knickers.

"Give me that cushion, Lenny. I have to cover myself," she said. Before Lenny could do that Deno slipped off his shorts and shirt. He stood and leaned backwards. His sister's eyes were round and large as she drank in the sight of the immense organ of her brother. Aunty was lying back on the carpet still holding one hand of Lenny and Deno went down on his knees licking her pussy nosily.

"I want to get away," said Lenny and she tried to wriggle free of the hold Silvia had of her arm, but she could not. Silvia was on her back, leg raised and spread and Deno was on top with his dangling cock waving in front of the pussy. Lenny had stopped trying to get free. She was a watching engrossed as her brother entered Silvia.

The cock went in easily for Silvia was pouring her juices till they spilled. They fucked as Lenny watched, thrilled. As he pumped Deno lifted his body off her so that his sister can see the cock go in and out of the pussy. As she had orgasm Silvia screamed.

"Deno darling it's devine," she said, and Deno as he ejaculated grasped his sister and drew her towards himself and kissed her all over her face. His hands pulled off her tops and he fondled her breasts. All three lay in a huddle with Deno still holding his sister against aunty and stroking her breasts while Lenny with eyes closed enjoying her brother's fondle.

Silvia got up and when for a wash. Deno boldly removed his sisters knickers, and she did not protest. He hugged her and kissed, and she responded. Silvia came back and joined them. All three lay feeling each other's bare bodies. Deno snoozed for may be an hour. He got up and went to the fridge and drank a full bottle was water. He came back and stood in front of the girls. He cock was limp and then it started rising. They watched as it hardened and hardened till it was in all its glory, pulsating, and waving, and pointing to the sky.

"I want to fuck you Lenny," he said. Lenny turned and looked with pleading eyes at Silvia. Silvia smiled and held her hand as if to say that she would support her. She gently pushed Lenny till she lay flat on the carpet. Deno came over her. He held his cock and gently inserted it. Silvia noted that the nineteen year old was no virgin.

"Push gently, dear," Silvia said. Gently he inserted till he was fully in.

"How is the stretch?" Silvia asked. Lenny closed her eyes and shook her head in a manner that said more than words can ever do. "Do you now know agree that he is talented too?" continued Silvia. Lenny nodded vigorously, for by this time she was reaching a crescendo.

They had it together and Lenny screamed, as no doubt any woman who experiences the monster stretch would

"Oh! Brother darling it is so good," she said in a quavering voice. Silvia left brother and sister to enjoy each other in seclusion.

The next morning Deno was back at aunty's house.

"Did you try to go into Lenny's room last night," asked aunt.

"I wanted to, but you had warned me and I did not."

"Good boy," said aunty. "If you are caught our plans will vaporise. Be careful. Act as if nothing has happened. Have some mock quarrels. My scheme will collapse if your parents get wind of what happened last afternoon."

Soon Deno and Lenny met regularly in aunty's house. It was almost always a FMF threesome. After two weeks Silvia judged that the time was ripe for phase three.

3

Daddy plays his part with élan

Anyone watching Lenny would have thought that she was practising some form of new aerobic routine. The apparatus for this exercise appeared to be the sofa. For a while she had her feet up on the backrest, and then she lay on the carpet with feet on the hand rest, and so it went on till she investigated a hundred ways of using a sofa. Dad came in to watch morning news on TV. Lenny greeted him briefly and went up, had a wash and changed to short skirts and T-shirt. She came down and sat on the double sofa. Dad sat in front of her and was soon to be treated to a demonstration that he would never forget.

Lenny sat with a textbook and was deep in study for a while. Then she slid down and lay with her back on the sofa seat with knees on the arm rest. She tired of this after a while and then she lay on the carpet with legs on the sofa seat.

"Why are you doing all this," asked Dad. His voice was tremulous for daughter was exposing a lot during these manoeuvres.

"I have come to a part that I do not understand. I read somewhere that getting the feet up would drive more blood to the brain and I would be able to grasp better."

"Hmm," said Dad. He perhaps had more to say but his attention was reverted on the thighs of his daughter that were now bare almost up to the groin. It did not appear that she had knickers on. He did not subscribe to his daughter's theory that driving blood to the brain by gravity would improve intelligence, but he liked to see the theory put into more detailed practice. He did not have to wait long.

It was an intricate bit of algebra that did it. She had to further improve blood to the brain. She hitched up her legs a bit further and got her neck into a tangle, but with an effort she was stable again, but in the process she exposed herself completely and Dad, with protruding eyes saw his daughter whole and he liked what he saw. Her pussy was shaved smooth, the bulging mons was a treat to the eyes, and the tiny pussy leaves and the clit hood were absolutely exquisite. The only flaw was the view lasted but a few seconds. But daughter s now up on the sofa in a posture that people normally adopt, and was again reading with deep concentration.

Hanging the feet down was probably draining a lot of blood away from the brain. She did the obvious—she put both feet up on the sofa seat, and what Dad saw took his breath away. Her large and smooth thighs shone like glass, and visible in between were her pussy folds in the all the glory. But again it lasted only for a brief moment. The telephone rang, and she jumped up to take the call as if she was expecting it.

The telephone was close to the banisters; if she chose to stand against the banisters Dad would have a perfect upskirt view. But suppose she chose to seat on the chair placed against the wall? Dad need not have worried. Daughter did the correct thing. She stood, and she stood in a way that Dad could see all that can be seen from where he sat just seven feet away.

The call was from Silvia.

"What's happening, Lenny?"

"The sofa sequence was simply splendid. Dad had a tough time hiding his erection."

"What now. Is he where he should be?"

"Very much so Silvia. I am now squatting, and I won't be surprised if his cock tears through. I feel sorry for him Silvia. I have no right to torture him. What should I do?"

What Silvia said was not audible, but Lenny must have got the gist for with purposeful steps she approached Dad.

"Dad."

"Yes darling." His voice was hoarse.

"I have problem concentrating."

"Why not a little more of gravity feeding the brain." Dad was teasing, but hoping that daughter would take the bait.

"My friend says that the human mind is like a computer that when shut and restarted corrects itself. She says that a spot of sleep would revive the brain."

"Go ahead and sleep."

"But I can't get sleep. My friend says that taking pills would muddle up the brain further. It should be natural sleep."

"Yes it has to be natural sleep."

"I have an idea, but I don't want to trouble you."

"No trouble at all Lenny. What should I do?"

"If you could lull me to sleep it would be wonderful."

Dad did not reply at once. He was looking up and moving his lips. Praying possibly. Then he spoke, in a tone that suggested that he would mind going through that ordeal for her sake.

"Lie down with you head on my lap. I'll sing you to sleep."

"No Daddy, no singing," said Lenny with horror, " just rub my scalp with your fingertips. That will surely put me to sleep."

Lenny curled up on the sofa with head of Dad's lap and facing him, and Dad gently scratched her scalp with his fingertips the way one shampoos.

"Delightful, Dad. I'm feeling sleepy already." Dad continued. Suddenly Lenny became fidgety.

"Dad gently scratch my back just the way you did the scalp."

Dad hesitated for a moment, and then he boldly lifted up her T-shirt up to the shoulder blades and ran her his fingertips over her back.

"You must go up to the neck Dad," she said and he pulled up her shirt to expose more of the back. He was not sure if the breasts that he could feel pressing his thighs were exposed by this manoeuvre. He ran is fingers from top to the waist and from side to side.

"You must go right up to the end of the sides almost to the front Dad," she said and gingerly Dad did so. He was careful to keep clear of the breast, both masses of which were now pressing against his thighs. He had a hard-on, but that was pressing the sides of daughter, but he minded it not. Lenny was breathing deeply. She was asleep. Dad could wait no more. Gently his movement went closer and closer to the breast, the right one. He first touched its base and then with increasing confidence he was over it and soon he was cupping it.

His routine was to cup the breast and then withdraw and go all the way down till he came up with the elastic of her skirt. But finding her still sleep he lifted up the skirt and felt the buttocks. He had never felt anything so soft and firm at the same time. He had by this time lost his grip altogether. His hand was on the inner side of the thigh and then left for a routine now well established. It went all over the back and then a brief visit to the right breast (the left was against his body), and then a soft pinch of the tit and then all over the back and then buttock one, and a jump to buttock two. Then came the critical part, the venture into unexplored territory. The inner side had to be explored and at every cycle the hands went closer and closer to the pussy. Then something strange happened, that brought his heart to his mouth, and then made it race madly.

As his fingers were going higher up her inner thigh Lenny lifted up her leg in the air invitingly. She was awake. Dad gasped in horror. But it was only for a moment. It clearly was a signal of total acceptance and that sent his heart into a flutter. He hesitated no more. He held her hips and gently turned her round. She was lying on her back with knees on Dad's shoulder; her pussy was inches away from his lips. She must have been pouring juices for it was wet all over and the wetness had spread to the thighs. The inner leaves were glistening, as was the prominent clit hood. Dad kissed the lips and went up to the clit and gave a gentle lick.

He looked up, and made eye contact with daughter. Her eyelids were drooping in the excess of thrills that were passing through her body. She smiled and said softly but audibly.

"Daddy."

Dad had never hear anything so lovely and moving in his life than that softly uttered 'Daddy.' It put him into frenzy. With tongue tip he probed the clit till it came out and then he caught it in his lips and worked his tongue over the now captive clit tip. She was so hot that no further effort was needed to plunge her down the falls. 'Daddy. Daddy,' she moaned as she cascaded down. And finally when he bit her clit with his lips she screamed.

"Fuck me Dad, fuck me."

He carried her to the bed. He entered her and then they had it together, and then she had some more. They lay in each other's arms exhausted. Soon they were asleep. They woke up and washed, and cuddled again as they explored their naked bodies.

She sat up and took his cock into her mouth.

'This is where Deno gets his elephant from.' She said, but to herself. It as soon hard. She took her pussy to the cock and tired to insert it. Dad watched amused. Finally she did. She worked herself up and down.

"I'll put on the condom," said Dad belatedly.

"Not needed Dad, I am on the pill," said daughter and giggled.

"You are an absolute darling said Dad."

4

Mom does what only Moms can do

Silvia heard Lenny's story.

"Wonderful," she said. "Now for the last link in the chain. That's going to be tough. Silvia explained her plan. The problem clearly was Deno. 'Was he up to it?' was the question in Silvia's mind. She need not have bothered. Drilling the matter into his skull would take some doing, but once in it had a way of remaining there.

Silvia and Lenny conducted the rehearsals. There was competition between the two as who should be the other party in the rehearsals for it ended with a Deno special. Commonsense prevailed and they shared it half and half.

"Would your Mom take to it," asked Silvia.

"I think she would," said Lenny. "She should like it," she continued after a pause, and then she was more emphatic. "She most certainly would," she said. D-day was on the next day. Dad was off on an office trip, and Lenny had a school excursion for the whole day. Silvia gave final instructions and the warrior declared himself prepared for the task.

The next morning Dad left, as he always does, sharp at nine, and soon after Lenny left. Silvia fidgeted with anxious glances at the house, as if she expected an explosion. Meanwhile Deno was at action station.

Wrapping a towel round his waist Deno appeared before Mom. She was watching morning news on TV.

"Mom I am going for a bath. If any of my friends call please tell them I'll call them back." He disappeared into the bathroom and closed the door with a gentle bang. Soon Mom heard son singing, something he did when bathing. Then suddenly there was a scream and a loud metallic bang and then a thud of some soft heavy object crashing, and then silence. It came from the bathroom. Mom ran to the bathroom and tried the door. It was latched inside.

"Deno, are you OK."

"I am OK Mom, sort of. I fell out of the tub and took a mighty toss."

"Injured?"

"All parts of my body are sore."

"Shall I call someone to help?"

"No Mom. I can reach the door and undo the latch. You can help." Mom heard a scarping sound, and soon the door unlatched and slowly opened. Mom entered and gasped.

Deno was lying on his back stark naked. He seemed to be in pain. He pointed to his groin. Mom bent down and felt his groin.

"Not there Mom, slightly towards inwards." Mom moved her fingers till she was at the base of the cock. Now she was touching it. The cock was big and it was getting bigger by the second.

"Mom, I'll get up and sit on that stool." Mom helped him get up. He held her in a tight embrace, cheek pressing her breasts, as he moved to the stool. He sat, still holding Mom. Suddenly he started wailing.

"What's the matter? Where is the pain?"

"Look at this cock of mine Mom. My friends call me elephant and they jibe at me. It gets big like this and I have to leave class to sit it out in the bathroom. I'm miserable Mom."

"Jerk it off."

"That's what my friends say, but I do not know how."

"Don't be funny. Boys your age would know how to jerk it off."

"My friends say the same. They say I'm a sissy. Now you say the same thing. Mom. I'm miserable. My own Mom calling me a sissy." He wailed all the more.

"Deno, I never said you are a sissy. Now I'll teach you how to jerk yourself off."

She sat in front of him on a stool and took hold of his cock and started stimulating it over his foreskin. The cock was now less hard than it was a while ago. She rubbed but seemed to make no progress.

"You must make it harder," she said.

"Mom my friends also say that. They say I must picture a nude girl in my mind and then it would harden. I tired to Mom, but it did not work."

"Whom did you try?"

"Lenny."

"That's wrong. She is your sister."

"Mom I don't know any woman other than you and Lenny. I don't think thinking would work for me. I am sure I am not normal," said Deno and started weeping.

"Don't open that tap of yours Deno. We can find a way."

"Unless I see a naked woman it would not work, Mom. I am sure of that."

"And where would you go for that?"

"You Mom."

"I?" she almost screamed.

"Yes Mom you. Because you are my Mom you have to help me. Or it must be Lenny."

"Leave Lenny out of this. I can't."

"Mom you can. Please Mom, to help to get your son out of his misery." He wept.

"OK. I'll bare my chest. See if that works."

"It may Mom. Thank you Mom." Mom flicked off her T-shirt and son goggled.

"Is it from here that Lenny got milk?"

"Yep," said Mom thrusting forward her chest proudly.

"May I?"

"It's dry."

"Just for the experience." Mom hesitated, and then she agreed. Deno bent forwards and took one tit in his mouth and bit on it with indrawn lips. Mom shuddered. The sensation must have been very different from what she experienced years ago when her daughter suckled. This time her eyes were half closed and she was purring. At that moment her sexual impulses were aroused. Suddenly she thought of her task of jerking her son and she went ahead. His cock was hard and large. She had never seen anything like this before. Deno was holding both the breasts and suckling each in turn. Then it started happening.

"Mom, do it rapidly. Something is happening. Mom I'm shuddering all over. I am going to die Mom." Mom jerked with vigour and then he hugged her as he spurted. He held her tight till he was spent. Both remained like that for a long while. Then Deno released her and examined the result of his action. A reaction set in. He was pointed to the mess he had made of his Mom's body and skirt and was wailing again.

"Mom, how can I pardon myself for making you dirty. I'll clean you," he said and started undoing her skirt tapes. She did not object. Soon she was naked and both were in the tub each washing the other. Then they dried, and in the naked state walked to the bedroom. Mom opened her dresser drawer for dresses but Deno said that she be as she was. Mom again did not object. They lay on the cot hugging each other. Soon both were asleep.

Mom woke up to find son crouching in front intently watching her pussy. Mom closed her thighs at once.

"Mom, please Mom. It is so lovely."

"Don't be silly Deno. I am your Mom."

"Please Mom, please." She opened it slightly.

"Do you shave Mom?"

"Of course I do."

"Please show me the clit, Mom." She pointed to he clit.

"May I touch it?"

"You may not."

"Please Mom, Please."

"OK." He pushed back the hood.

"It's looking out as if it is a worm." He took his head closer and closer. Mother got up and slid backwards.

"What are you up to?"

"You must allow me to lick it."

"Deno you have gone too far. Please remember I am your Mom."

"I know Mom. Please Mom, please.

"He dug his head in. Mom did not resist. She in fact assisted by spreading her thighs, and as he licked she held his head and pressed it on her pussy. Her movements became more and more vigorous, and then she relaxed moaning and clicking.

"Son, my darling, fuck Mom," she said. Deno's cock was now like a monster. Mom was wet and he inserted. Soon they had orgasms together.

"Don't pull it out my darling," she said. She then asked him to do it and she had another orgasm and then another. Both lay hugging each other exhausted. They had two more that afternoon.

Deno gave his report the next day to Silvia.

"You must have done a splendid job Deno. You had to be soft when Mom entered and then you had to harden, and then you have to become limp again to get Mom to undress and finally you had to get hard, and all had to be timed perfectly. Splendid Deno. How was the feeling while fucking Mom?""

"Different Aunty. Just different. Just splendid. Mom knows how to fuck. She squeezed the juice out of me till the pips squeaked. No woman can give me the pleasure Mom did."

"All the links of the chain are now in place. The ends have to be clamped shut. That is going to be difficult."

"What chain, what clamp?" asked Deno. Silvia said that she would explain later. Both were confident that Aunty's schemes would never fail. Silvia was not that confident. She was very apprehensive that if it failed it would ruin the family. She checked and rechecked her plan. She felt that it would work.

5

Family that sleeps together stays together

The links of the chain were ready, but the task of joining them lay ahead. Silvia knew that was not going to be easy. The key was to get Mom and Dad in bed again. Daughter did not think it as possible. Silvia disagreed.

"In spite of total lack of cordiality they are sharing the same home for three years," she said. That tells a story. Deep inside them they have a very strong liking for each other. I am confident that they would come together, but they need to be pushed into it and only a shocking event can do that. We have to plan one."

Silvia as usual had a plan. But it was as delicately poised as a house of cards. The tiniest whiff of air, cold or hot, and it would topple. If that happens all the work done so far would vaporise. Silvia explained the plan first to Lenny. She liked it. They discussed refinements and soon they had a plan ready in all essentials. Then Silvia had a more difficult task of explaining to Deno. He stared, and then after a while shook his head. From the direction of the shake the listeners had no inkling what he thought of it. Silvia and Lenny sat down to explain it to him word-by-word and then letter-by-letter. In the process they got a clearer idea of what they were about. Explaining to Deno always had that effect. Deno gradually got the idea, and as was his wont, once he got it he took part with enthusiasm.

Silvia did the staff work. The Movement of each one of them was worked out and the outline of the possible conversation lines written out. A regular dramatic script in fact. Only one ingredient was missing. The hero and heroine, Mom and Dad were in the dark though wily-nilly they would come on stage. The three had several rehearsals.

"Once you get into the act you are on your own. I am sure you can manage," said Silvia.

How Mon and Dad would react was the big unknown factor. Silvia knew them not. She had not even talked to them. What she knew about them was what she gleaned from son and daughter. They gave a biased picture. She thought for more than a week and finally decided to go ahead. As D-day neared she became more and more confident that she would come through successful.

It had to be a Sunday. All four had to be home. Mom went to the grocery store, her Sunday morning routine, and strangely Deno volunteered to accompany her. In the shop he was fidgety and was calling on his cell phone so frequently that Mom noticed it and wanted to what was happening. He said that he was talking to his friends. He called Lenny for the last time as soon as they got in line to check out. Lenny was doing her part, and was waiting for his green signal.

Deno and his Mom returned. Deno did not rush in as he usually did leaving Mom to carry the bags, but very helpfully carried two bags, and wanted Mom to take the bags out of the car and line them up so that he can carry them in. The door was open as per plan, and kept ajar by Lenny who had stuck a shoe in. Deno gently opened the door wider. It moved noiselessly. Lenny had oiled it as per Silvia's instruction. He went in and placed the bags on the carpet and crept in. Dad's bedroom door was ajar and he saw Dad licking Lenny. Deno watched, unable to tear himself away watching as his Dad was working on his sister's pussy, and the enthusiasm with which daughter as responding to Dad's ministrations. Then he remembered that he much to do. He crept back, took up both the bags and went to Mom who was unloading more bags.

"Hey! What happened? asked Mom. "Why are you bringing back the bags? Why are you staring like that? Seen any ghosts?"

He stared bewildered, but said nothing.

"What Deno, what happened, tell me?"

He stabbed in the direction of the home and blabbered something that Mom was not able to make out. She made a move to go in when Deno's tongue unstuck and he spoke.

"Please don't Mom. Please Mom, don't." He held her by the waist.

"Tell me what? Lenny may need help?"

"Mom, something terrible is happening." He bent down and whispered into her ear. "Dad and Lenny are in his bedroom. He's fucking her."

Mom turned pale, and then she turned red. She started to go in. Deno held her with greater force.

"Don't stop me Deno. She is my daughter. I have to protect her."

"If Dad says that you have not been protecting your son what would you say?"

"How would he know?"

"I'll tell him." Deno looked smugly at mother. "I'll tell him if you do not do as I say." Mom shrugged her shoulder helplessly. "I'll tell you what we should do."

"What?"

"Teach him a lesson that he would never forget."

"How."

"When he comes out he would find your bedroom door open and there he would see a sight that would squeeze the juice out of him: He would find me fucking you." Mom was silent. Deno continued. "That would drive sense into him and into you."

"He would be enraged. He may get his gun and start shooting."

"Daughter fucker shooting in anger? You mean any man caught red-handed while fucking his own daughter would do anything but cringe? Come on Mom, time is of the essence. We must get our act together before they come out." Mom was doubtful, but Deno dragged her up. He stripped, and then he stripped her. Deno was already throbbing hard for the sight of Dad fucking Lenny had brought him to frenzy. Mom saw that large elephantine cock pointed up like an anti-aircraft gun and whatever resistance she had evaporated into thin air.

"You ride on top Mom. That way you can confront Dad, head held high, and thumb your nose at him."

"Now Mom, don't make any noise when you see them fucking. Please Mom, that would be bad." Mom saw the sight of her husband fucking his daughter. Licking over he was on top and from behind Mom could see her husbands cock inside her daughter. She turned away. She was trembling, not in anger but with sexual desire that was at bursting point. Deno sensed it. He gently led her in and soon she was riding her son, his cock stretching her as never before. Deno tapped the side of the cot. That was the prearranged signal for Lenny to come out with Dad and see the other two united in action.

Soon the screams of Lenny rent the air.

"Dad. Deno is fucking Mom."

"Get off you bitch," shouted father, but Mom was not listening for she was in the throes of a massive orgasm. She waved her hand in desperation and daughter came and held her and allowed her to rest her body on her as she moved up and down, and Deno was grasping is sister for he was also climaxing at the same time. Soon it was over. Mother and son withdrew to wash. When they returned Dad was spluttering incoherently. Deno suddenly found himself thrust into a position of responsibility, and drawing energy from some secret hiding place he planted himself in front of the other three, all naked, and all exhausted from very recent fucking, and spoke, not eloquently, but with pith.

"You Dad had to have Lenny because you scorned Mom, and you Mom had to have me because you were sex hungry without Dad." Lenny now did something that was not in the script at all. She got the idea on the spur of the moment. She got on to the table and put her feet up. Slowly, and with mischief written all over her face, she spread out her thighs. This was too much for Deno. He stopped talking. He was staring at her crotch and his cock was rapidly rising and soon it was in attack mode. This was too much for the others. They burst out laughing. That broke the ice. Lenny took over.

"I'll tell you want Deno wants to say. He wants Mom and Dad to resume sexual relations. I say the same too. Now, at once." Mom looked at Dad, and Dad looked at Mom. They smiled. Deno and Lenny whooped with joy. Silvia was correct. A shocking incident was necessary for them to see the foolishness of their behaviour, and what more shocking sight can one imagine than seeing their spouses fuck their children?

"You must give me time to get recharged," said Dad plaintively.

"All the time you want, but in this room. You both are not getting out till we see you fuck."

An hour later the room presented a scene of perfect family amity. Dad was on top of Mom at one end of the king sized bed and Deno was on top of Lenny at the other end. Mom and Dad were happy to see their children having sex.

"Families that sleep together stay together," said Mom amidst moans.