Chapter 3
There was a tension through the evening meal and the children were very much aware of it. There was no apprehension on their part though as they noticed that their parents kept laughing and that their eyes were shining in obvious excitement.
"I'd sure like to know what's going on around here," fifteen year-old Clark said, looking from his parents to his older sister.
"So would I," she replied, smiling, having made an amazing recovery, thanks to her mother's understanding help. There was still a burning sensation in her organ, but she knew it would pass, already it hurt much less that it had during the painful walk home from the church where she had been deflowered.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Marie told him with a beaming smile which belied her words.
"Do any of you have any important plans for the evening?" Colin asked and felt his penis stirring with renewed arousal.
"I may go out with the guys for a while," Clark told him.
"Take my word for it, son, you'll have a lot more fun if you stay home. Still, it's up to you. Go out if you like," he told him with a grin.
"There really is something up," Clark said, then heard his mother break up with laughter. "I'm staying home."
Through the rest of the meal, Colin and Marie went on teasing the children, refusing to give any hint of what they planned for the evening, yet making them know that it had to be something very exciting.
"Aw come on," Clark said, impatiently, as Colin and his wife dawdled over coffee and liqueur after all had finished eating. "Tell us what's going on."
"Careful young man," his mother told him, "or I'll take your pants down and turn your bottom up on my lap for a good spanking on your bare ass."
He blushed at that and his sisters laughed, but they felt their excitement growing. It had been such an unlikely thing for their mother to have said and she wore a different expression, one they had never seen on her face before.
"You'd better listen to her, son," Colin said. "Someone else is going to get a bare bottom spanking tonight so I daresay it could happen to you too. Come to think of it, it could happen to those giggling sisters of yours as well."
At that, Betty and Debbie stopped giggling and looked at each other. Leaving the children to wonder what was going on, the adults resumed chatting as they sipped their drinks.
Under the table, unknown to the children, Marie's thighs were rubbing warmly together in mounting arousal, while Colin, his strength fully renewed after the lusty session with his wife, delighted in the feel of his stiff penis throbbing for escape from the confinement of his pants.
And then, when the three youngsters were squirming on their chairs, Colin decided it was time to put an end to teasing and put the show on the road.
"Come along now," he said as he stood, not trying to hide the bulge in the front of his pants, "we shall adjourn to the recreation room and have a family conference, if that's the appropriate term," he said, looking at his wife.
"What a fucking conference this is going to be," she replied and smiled as the children gasped at having heard her say such a word.
With Colin leading the way, the family went down the stairs to the recreation room where Marie and Colin moved from window to window making sure every drape was carefully drawn so that they could have total privacy.
It was really an unnecessary act since their big house was located on a lot screened by tall cedars and their closest neighbor was more than three hundred yards distant. Still, it helped establish the mood they both wanted for all that was to follow.
They had already decided that Betty would not be fucked by her father that night since her vagina would still be bothering her, but the children were going to receive a lecture in philosophy and life and then they were going to be an excited audience at a sex circus beyond their wildest dreams.
The possibility that Marie would seduce her son that evening was left open, something to be played by ear, depending on how the party progressed and how totally the children got over initial shock and fell into the spirit of the party.
Colin and Marie went to the bar to pour drinks for themselves and as they did so, the children saw Colin's right hand go to the seat of their mother's dress and play there. In response, they saw their mother press and rub a hip against him. The drinks poured, they returned to where the three children sat on a couch. Colin sat on a big chair opposite and his wife sat on the arm of it.
Marie didn't deliberately hike the hem of her dress up, but when that happened, she didn't bother pulling it down.
She told the two younger ones what the priest had done to Betty, then went on to tell how for years, she and Colin had doubted the church and had finally made up their minds to drop it, totally, as a fraudulent organization.
There were a few questions, but it was obvious that the children were both shocked and delighted. To Clark, the big factor was that he would be free to sleep late on Sunday mornings.
After that, Colin took over and told of their new philosophy of life. He saw his children's eyes go wide with surprise as he told of how their lives would be devoted to pleasure, especially of the sexual variety.
"Father!" Betty gasped. "You mean all the way. I mean more than just kissing and things?"
"A whole lot more, darling," he told her as he pulled the hem of Marie's dress well above the tops of her nylons and lazily fondled a luscious thigh. "I mean total nudity, sexy kissing and sucking, I mean fucking, cunt lapping, cock sucking, spanking, probably a spot of ass fucking from time to time, the whole beautiful bag of tricks. We're going to be the happiest, most loving family in the business."
"Am I going to be allowed to do things too?" the boy asked, his eyes wide with excitement.
"You're one of the family, aren't you?" his father asked in reply. "Wouldn't you love to jump in bed naked with Betty or your mother and slip your hard cock up a nice juicy cunt for a real fuck?"
"Wow!" the boy gasped and was unable to say anything else.
Colin gave the children another lecture on life, love, happiness and what he termed naturalism, a style of life in which humans conducted themselves in a manner approved by society when in the outside world, but where, in the privacy of their own home, they lived more in accord with the dictates of their minds and bodies, a state in which the only God was Orgasm.
As he approached the end of the lecture, his wife was squirming with passion as her dress had been drawn high up her body and the children watched their father rubbing one hand in her crotch, the other all over and around the seat of her clinging, sheer panties.
"You see," he went on, "this is the way a husband and wife should act, but society says it must be done behind closed doors. Why? Do any of you see anything wrong in what we're doing?"
He heard a faint "no," but wasn't sure which of them had said it and guessed that it went for all of them.
"Gee," Betty said with a sigh, "I can't believe it. It all sounds too good to be true."
"Then you approve, dear?" her father asked her.
"Oh yes. After what Father Trudeau did to me," she said, "I thought sex was ugly and dirty and just a thing of pain for the woman, but Mother changed my mind this afternoon when she told me about sex."
"You're not afraid now?" Colin asked.
"Oh no. I'm just dying to be naked in bed with you, to feel you doing things all over my body, then pushing your big..." she paused, "cock up my cunt to..." she paused again, "fuck me," she completed the statement with emphasis on the final two words.
Her brother gulped and stared at her, amazed to hear her say such things, hoping he would find as much courage.
"How about you, Clark?" Marie asked as Colin continued to fondle her panties with both hands. "Would you like to be doing this to me and your sisters?"
"Would I ever. You really look ... great. Am I really going to be allowed to feel you up like that?"
"I hope you'll want to do a whole lot more. Wouldn't you like to take my bra and panties off and feel and kiss and suck my tits and cunt and play with my ass and then stick your prick into me and fuck me?"
"I sure would. Are you sure you're not just putting us on?"
"I'm not, but I'm going to put you on. When we're both bare naked, I'll put you on my belly and tell you to get your prick up my cunt to fuck me."
"And how about you, Debbie? Do you want to go along with the game or would you rather wait a year or so?"
"Oh no, I want to do it all too. I only wish I were as big and pretty as Betty and Mummy."
"Don't feel that way, dear," he told her, warmly. "There is a special excitement about a girlish young body like yours. I'm going to love playing with you and sucking your sweet little cunt. You'll develop, don't worry. You're going to be as beautiful a girl as your sister and you'll have plenty of fun on the way to maturity. Oh, just one thing, your mother and I have agreed that you'll wait till your fourteenth birthday to fuck."
"Oh Daddy, no. That's more than three months."
"That's the way it's going to be, dear, but you will have plenty of sexy fun, don't worry. When you reach your birthday, one of your presents will be an excitingly big cock in your pretty little cunt. Now doesn't that sound like fun?"
"Yes, but I wish I didn't have to wait so long. It doesn't seem fair."
"I'm the one who decides what's fair, dear. It will all work out for the best, you'll see. This way, while you're having fun with the rest of us, you'll have something special to look forward to."
Debbie accepted his decision, reluctantly and he knew she would keep trying to change his mind.
"All right, kids, your mother and I are going to finish our drinks now. If you have to go to the bathroom, do it now, you're going to be busy later."