Chapter 5
Curious Angie had read about the club in a swingers' newspaper. The advertisement had been cryptic, but she'd guessed what it really was for. So, her beautiful face looking very interested, she had come into my office and shown it to me.
"It's just what you think," I'd nodded. "A private club for people like us! Not only brothers and sisters who are making it with each other, but also folks like uncles and nieces, aunts and nephews. And for all I know, sisters and sisters, aunts and nieces!"
"Well, we'll just have to join," she'd said. "We've been secret about our affair for too long. It's good that the general public doesn't know, but it would be nice to let it all hang out with like-minded folks. It would be a confirmation, sort of."
She paused.
"Besides," my sister concluded with a wanton smile, "they probably have regular orgies, and that kind of orgy would be a blast!"
So we'd answered the ad, and now we were standing in front of the paneled door of a big stone mansion in one of the old suburbs. We knocked, and a thirtyish blonde woman in a thin white evening gown ushered us in.
"Hi, I'm Lisa," she greeted us. "And this is my brother, Ryan. Welcome to our humble abode!"
Next to her stood a yellow-haired guy in a tux. We hadn't known the evening was supposed to be formal, so we apologized for being in leisure wear. But we guessed that the black-tie formality would be a kinky contrast to the eventual naked sex!
"Hi, people," Ryan grinned. "To make a long story short, Lisa's and my parents died, and we moved back into the mansion. We decided to devote our lives to making it a private club for incest."
He concluded. "It was a natural. That was because my pretty sis and I had been fucking each other ever since we were nineteen and twenty-one years old!"
Then they had us follow them to the huge living room, which had oak paneled walls, a marble floor with an Oriental rug, a molded plaster ceiling, stained glass windows, Corinthian columns, and a carved stone fireplace with a blazing fire.
It was good that it was warm, because several dozen naked couples were already going at it on the plurality of sofas that were placed around the room!
"Enjoy," Lisa laughed, noting our delighted reaction. "At midnight, there's a big supper in the dining salon; heaven knows, everyone works up an appetite! It's all free, just as we've broken through barriers, and just as our brand of sex is free between ourselves."
"Yes, take your clothes off and get acquainted," Ryan said. "But there is one rule."
He paused, as we looked at him questioningly.
"Un-like conventional orgies," he laughed, "we don't swing and switch around, we don't boff everyone. It has to be incest, or watching incest. But we find that makes it wilder still!"
Contrary to what we might have thought, Angie and I had to agree. So we got ourselves nakedthere was even a uniformed maid to take our clothes-and we plunged into the scene. It was exciting enough to be among so many pleasure-seeking people, since we'd experienced no more than threesomes before.
We were singled out and welcomed, too. Whenever an incestuous pair finished a carnal act, or before they began a new one, they came up, introduced themselves, and said how great it was to have such a good-looking new "couple" with them.
Did I say, "pair"? Because there were a few m‚nages that consisted of more than two!
Yes, we were ready to join these people, and join them we did. And our first act was to make it in front of them! It seemed to be expected, like a rite of initiation to the club. Besides, my sweet sister and I had never had sex with anyone but Janice watching, and now there was the thrill of having dozens looking on.
Finding a vacant couch, Angela lay back on it, her dark hair framing her beautiful face and her brown eyes gazing expectantly up at me. Her nude body looked perfect, from her soft shoulders, to her round, upstanding breasts, to her smooth, flat tummy, to her gracefully curving hips and thighs. Her pussy looked so tempting, too, with its brownish outer lips and the wet pinkness just visible between them.
For a moment, I took stock. There I was, about to be intimate with a lovely young woman once more, and that woman was my own sister. Moreover, I was about to do it in front of a crowd!
But it felt so right, and so did I. Indeed, my cock was so hard that it was pointing upward, and my balls were so swollen that they ached. So much for getting cold feet when doing it in public; the exact reverse was the result!
"Come on, Nick," Angie candidly reminded me, as the others chuckled. "It's time to fuck!"
"Sorry," I laughed. "At your service!"
At that, I lowered myself over her and plunged my rod all the way in.
It didn't take long for me to find out that my partner was inspired by the whole scene, and so was I. Her pussy had never felt hotter and slicker, and her body had seldom moved with such passion! She was a symphony of lust, my sister was; an absolute symphony of lust.
Her hips levered up at me with an athleticism that approached my buff wife's. Her breasts jogged strongly in rhythm, and her fingers clutched my back. She rolled her head from side to side, closed her eyes, and tightened her mouth as she concentrated completely on sex.
For my part, I plunged my manhood into her with a will I hadn't known I possessed. Every inch of me was highly sensitized, and not just my engorged length. My whole body felt marvelous, from throbbing head to curling toe. It was all right now, our incest; dozens of people were there to attest to it.
Still, there was the thrill of the forbidden, and I realized that had always been a part of it, too!
"Uhhh!" I gasped, as I banged my sister for dear life. "Uhhh!" My heat fully matched hers, and I knew it wouldn't be long now.
Nor was it! Catching us by complete surprise, a climax surely sent by some outside force suddenly seized us, making us nearly faint from its intensity. An instant later, my crazy cock was pumping her magic pussy full.
"Nnn! Nnn!" she went.
"Uhhh! Uhhh!" I gasped.
Then, together, "Ohhhhh!"
But we heard more than the sound of our own voices, when we once again consummated our incestuous affair.
"Bravo!" those around us, and like us, were cheering, just as Janice had done. "Bravo! Yes!"
When I was able to, I slid out of Angie and struggled to my feet. I had shot so much stuff that I wondered if some of it had come out of my weakened legs! I helped my beautiful sister up, too, and we stood there being congratulated. Yes, I had shot a lot; some of it was running down her legs!
Then we got ourselves a refreshing drink, and settled down to watch some of the other couples "perform." They had paused to watch us, but having seen what they'd seen, they certainly weren't slow to go back and do their own, wanton things!
We saw so much that night that it blends in my mind. I'd never thought there could be so many forms of incest, but there they were. Two encounters stand out, however, so I'll tell you about them.
The first one was between an aunt and her two nephews. The woman was about forty-five, a bit short and heavy, and had curly brown hair. But her breasts were large and pleasingly matronly, and her bush was one of the biggest I'd ever seen. A man could lose himself in that fur, and I felt my cock tingling in spite of how I'd just been drained!
Her nephews were in their early twenties, and were tall and lean. But their cocks were big, hard and at the ready, as they stood on either side of her, stroking her shoulders. Who knew how those three had started making it together? There were a lot of stories to be told, I was sure.
Then auntie, in the opulent living room of the incest club, found a low, polished oak table of a certain height. Some other onlookers nodded as if they'd expected it, and Angie and I realized that the threesome must have used it before. The brown-haired woman spread a towel on the table, probably to keep any dripping sexual fluids from marring the finish. She did it so matter-of-factly that we were aroused and impressed by how decadent it was. In addition to whatever else it was, so was the whole scene!
At any rate, she proceeded to get in position for sex on the table, on her hands and knees. Her large breasts hung heavily, hard nipples pointing downward, and her voluptuous butt was raised. Between her smooth white cheeks, my sister and I could see her generous, wide-open pussy, with its intricate red folds. Her lush brown fur extended down there, too, and she was indeed so wet that she was in danger of dripping.
That pussy was a big, sloppy, down-to-earth marvel. Pardon me, but it was a quim, or a cunt!
Nor, at her other end, was auntie's mouth exactly small. Wide and thick-lipped, it was hanging open and almost drooling with anticipation. Her eyes, too, were full of the deepest lust.
She was ready to be a virtual sex machine. She was more than ready to satisfy her own, and her two nephews', every desire!
"Oh, wow, look at that, Nick!" Angie said, nudging me from where she was standing nudely beside me.
"Yes, look at that," I nodded. "But even more, let them fuck it!"
And the two young men surely did!
As had become obvious, one of them positioned himself at her head, and the other at her rear. One took hold of her shoulders, and the other grasped her buns.
Then one of them introduced his strong young cock between her lips, and the other slid his right into his raunchy old auntie's steaming snatch!
They began to move like a well-oiled machine indeed. It was sex in that position at its best. As the nephew behind lunged cheerfully, his motion was communicated to her voluptuous body, making her heavy breasts swing. Even more, it helped to move her mouth on the other nephew's!
The three of them seemed to become one lusty being, intent upon one thrice-powerful big O. And the fact that they were so closely related promised to make their climax bigger still!
"Oh, yeah! Yeah!" the guy at auntie's rear panted, as her prodigious pussy oozed juice around his pistoning prick. "Oh, this is the best!"
"Damn right," the one in front agreed, as she droolingly sucked him to perfection.
They went at it more and more hotly. As we stood by and watched, my sister and I, in turn, became more and more aroused. My own cock was fully hard again, and I had unconsciously reached down to stroke it. For her part, Angie had her fingers between her luscious thighs, and was rubbing her dark-furred slit.
"Should we get ourselves off, too?" I asked her quietly, glancing around the big room. "Do they allow total masturbation here?"
"Probably best to wait, Nick," she whispered conspiratorially. "But we sure can do a little bit of playing along!"
Just then, the aunt-nephew threesome did get off, and it was a sight to see. The young men at either end of her stiffened and strained, as one of them came into her eager mouth and the other into her accommodating quim. Auntie herself, though, was even more incredible. From her hanging breasts, to her quivering butt, to her curving back, she shuddered all over, her naked flesh quivering. My, it was great to see that big older gal come to her young nephews' cocks!
"Oh, yeah! Damn!" the one guy shouted, shooting her snatch full.
"Oh. Ohhh!" went the other, as his hot white stuff seeped back out from between her lips.
"Ohhh, fuck!" Auntie bellowed, disgorging his satisfied member and licking those thick lips, then grinning wantonly. "Ohhhhh!"
Then the three of them stood up, wiped themselves off with some towels a kinkily uniformed maid thoughtfully provided, and went off to watch other people do their outrageous, free-spirited deeds.
"Are you enjoying yourselves?" someone asked from behind Angie and me.
We turned and saw Lisa, the blonde, thirty-ish hostess of the incest club. She was still fully dressed, which must have been her custom at such gatherings.
"That's putting it mildly," I replied. "I feel like I've finally found a home!"
"Me, too," said my sister. "I'm having a fantastic time!"
"Well, continue to enjoy," laughed Ryan, our host-and Lisa's brother, and lover! He had his clothes on, too, and had come up beside her.
"Oh, and by the way," the yellow-haired guy continued. "I noticed how you were playing along, and that's permitted, to the max."
Then he ushered us across the palatial living room, to where some other people were gathered.
"But if you want to get off, and since you are siblings," he concluded with a smile, "you might want to do it while watching the three sisters!"
And so we did!
Apparently, the three sisters were an institution at the club, and they were known only by that name. When Angie and I joined the circle of libertines around them, they were already well into their incestuous act. On a queen-size mattress that had been laid on the polished floor, they were naked and going at it like crazy.
They were absolutely gorgeous, too. In their twenties, with slender, exciting bodies and very long, curly blonde hair, they looked nearly a-like, although they weren't triplets. Maybe that was what had led them to lesbian incest: For one of them to make love to her sisters would be almost like making love to herself!
And so it was. As they cavorted there on the mattress, they were indeed like one lovely, wanton being times three. When Angie and I arrived, two of them happened to be attending to the third. They were lying on either side of her, and each was raised up on one elbow. Their free hands were stroking their sister's upright breasts, and their fingers were teasing her hard, red nipples.
"Ohhh, yes," the subject of their attention was sighing, as she writhed around sensuously. "Yesss!"
Then her siblings moved their hands lower, down over her smooth, flat tummy. They ran their fingers through her yellow pubic curls, then farther, until they were stroking her wet, pink slit. At last, they settled on her joy button, which they massaged lovingly. Their forefingers worked in unison, one on either side.
"Ohhh, that's it," their sister moaned now, her writhing turning into bucking and heaving. "Ohhh!"
In that way, the two of them went on to bring her off. Faster and faster they manipulated her clit, until she was thrashing her blonde head around and her pussy was juicing like mad. Her fabulous body shuddered once, then twice, then a third time, and then dissolved into a quivering mass of happy female flesh.
"Ohhh!" she went. Ohhhhh!"
Everyone who was watching smiled with deepest approval. Apparently, each of the other two sisters had previously received the same treatment, but Angie and I had arrived too late to see it.
We were there in plenty of time, however, to witness what happened next!
Without a pause, the three sexy siblings moved around on the mattress until they were on their sides in a circle, head to foot. Or I should say, head to pussy, because their beautiful faces were in each other's crotch!
I'd never seen such a charming arrangement in my life. There was absolutely nothing unseemly about it, either, because their loins looked as lovely as the blue eyes that saw them and the heart-shaped mouths that sought them. The fact that they were sisters, too, only seemed to make it more right.
"Will you look at that!" I enthused, nudging my own sweet sis. "They look good enough to eat!"
"Good choice of words, Bro," she laughed. "Because that's exactly what they're going to do!"
And they did. Holding onto each other's firm, round buns and plunging their faces deep, each got a mouthful of her sister's pubes, labia, and clit. They were so far in that I couldn't see all of it, but I was sure their tongues were involved, too, and probably probing each other's love hole! At any rate, there were audible slurping sounds.
Their expressions of passion could also be heard.
"Mmmmm!" they whimpered, as they really got into it, lost in a sapphic, incestuous paradise. "Mmmmm!"
And there were the three sisters' fantastic young bodies. Those were a perfect concerto of lust. The way their long, curly hair hung down their bare backs, the way their round, hard-nippled breasts stood out, and the way their sweet buns tensed with excitement-damn, I could hardly stand how great they looked!
"It's a complete circle; it just goes on and on," I remarked to Angie. "It's endless sex! Two becoming one is miracle enough, but three is a whole new dimension. And this position shows it best. The pleasure flows from mouth to loins, from loins to mouth to loins, and so on, forever!"
"I didn't know you were a philosopher, Nick," my sister laughed. "But I guess great sex can make you one, or at least open you up to the universe of possibilities!"
Possibilities were fine, but now there was something very definite happening right in front of us. Having licked and slurped and tongued each other to their hearts' content, the three legendary sisters were coming! Still, that was material for a philosopher, too. Three in one, they were engaged in just a solitary, massive, world-shattering orgasm!
"Mmmmm!" they-or she!-went, going through a single series of bucks, heaves, and shudders. "Mmmmm!"
And it was so impressive that Angie and I did play along this time, to completion. Not caring that I was in public, or even welcoming it, I reached down and stroked my hugely hard manhood rapidly. In an instant, I was rewarded with back-stiffening, knee-weakening climax that easily matched the one I was watching!
My beautiful sister, too, had reached quickly down between her scrumptious thighs. Tightening them on her fingers, one of which was surely on her clit, she had brought herself off in a similar manner.
"Mmmmm!" we also moaned, adding our voices to the others before the moment passed. "Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Mmmmm!"
The three sisters came up for air, licking their come-soaked lips, their blue eyes looking dreamy. One of the ever-present maids considerately handed me another towel, since I'd come in my hand to spare the hardwood floor! I felt liberated as never before.
Then, since it was getting late, our host and hostess, Ryan and his sister Lisa, invited everyone into the dining room for the late supper they had promised. The food more than lived up to expectations, and so did the surroundings. We feasted on caviar, smoked salmon, and filet mignon, in an oak-paneled chamber lined with tapestries and stained glass windows.
And, by way of another kinky contrast, most everyone along the lengthy table was still naked!
"It's weird, isn't it?" Ryan asked, addressing me from the head of the festive board. "You just came in your hand, and now this."
He smiled. "But we're forthright here, too," he went on. "Forthright, above all, about another thing the world thinks is weird: incest."
He paused.
"But 'weird', " he concluded, with an air of conviction, "is sometimes good." I wholeheartedly agreed.
At last the remarkable evening ended, and Angie and I got dressed and left the mansion. I dropped her at her house, where her oblivious husband, Sam, was long in bed. But when I got home, my wanton wife, Janice, was faithfully waiting up for me.
"Have fun, Nick?" she inquired, having guessed pretty much what I'd been up to.
"Woman," I laughed, as I stripped down again and hopped into bed beside her, "I think the fun is just beginning!"