"Yes, the father will know," Gitte said. "But he will approve. He may even be jealous. Kristie is a lovely girl. Marta likes her very much, I can tell." Gitte and I watched Marta still scooping my semen with her tongue and slurping it down along with Kristie's flow.
"Marta is good, yes?" she asked Kristie.
"Ooh, yes-s-s!" Kristie gasped as she rode another climax.
"Yes, I taught her how. Mine was her first pussy." Gitte matter of factly probed her daughter's cunt with three fingers, then she withdrew them, glistening with cunt dew. Gitte licked a finger then offered me her other basted digits. "Marta and Gerta taste wonderful, yes?" I told her that we hadn't met Gerta yet but if she tasted as good as her sister, I hoped to meet her soon.
"Do they get their good taste from their mother?" I asked. She offered to let me find out for myself. As I lay on my back, Gitte straddled my face and lowered her trimmed twat to my lips. Her heady juice was tart and good. Her clit was almost as large as my finger and I wrapped my lips around it as she sucked my cock into her moist mouth. We didn't rush but lazily enjoyed the feeling. I sensed when Marta and Kristie moved and Kristie joined me in dining at Gitte's portal while Marta's tongue lapped at my balls and teased my sphincter. I recall thinking that sex education at home must indeed be an important aspect of their lifestyle because Marta was surely an honor student!
When she insinuated her tongue inside my asshole, I realized why Kristie had enjoyed her so much. Marta has an exceptionally long tongue which writhed and squirmed deliciously up my ass. No wonder Kristie had enjoyed being eaten by her. She and her mother soon had me on the verge and when I came, Gitte swallowed, letting some of my cum drip down my cock so Marta could enjoy it. Then they kissed and pulled Kristie and me into a four-way kiss of dancing tongues and the sharing of my cum.
The four of us took a refreshing shower together, then, looking for The Earl, we made our way to the playroom, in actuality a room equipped with a great many restraint devices, straps and chains. The Earl was on his back, strapped to a leather-covered bench, while an elderly woman ground her sparsely-haired slit over his face. I didn't understand what she was saying to him, but Gitte explained that The Earl liked to have a fantasy fulfilled of eating out his grandmother's pussy. The woman was not, of course, his real grandmother, but he enjoyed it nevertheless.
"He will orgasm without being touched," Marta added. "See?" Sure enough, The Earl's slender red cock trembled and then began spewing streamers of cum into the air. The elderly woman grabbed his spewing cock and urged him, Gitte translated, to "cum lustily for Granny." He did just that, spurting an incredible amount of semen up and out of his cock.
Kristie touched my arm and indicated a couple across the room. A woman was bent over a table, her legs spread and her ankles bound. A man was behind her, plunging his cock in and out of her asshole.
That's Gerta,' Kristie told me. I saw her blonde hair and Gitte's look of pride assured me that I was indeed watching Marta's twin being soundly reamed by a sizeable cock. I wondered if Marta was into assfuking, too, then I figured that in such a liberated environment, the sisters probably did everything imaginable as long as it felt good.
We were invited to stay overnight with Gitte and Marta and Gerta. Since we all slept in the same big bed (when we did sleep) we groped and grabbed and sucked and fucked in many combinations. Gitte's husband was out of town on government business so I was the only male among the four sexy women. Fortunately for me, and for them, too, they were able and eager to satisfy each other when I was unable. I loved watching Kristie being pleasured by the greedy, avid tongues of the twins as their mother and I watched. I gave Gitte a long, tender fuck before I drifted off to sleep, only to be awakened to breakfast in bed: four scrumptious slices of sweet womanhood.
By the time we left the next afternoon, Kristie had developed a real bond with the girls. Accompanied by The Earl we went to Hamburg. He took us in a roundabout way to a secretive, private club located in a warehouse near the docks. The club is a very private one with a select membership who could bring discreet guests. Naturally we felt honored and when we saw the plush interior of the club and were offered drinks, we quickly felt comfortable and at ease.
The Earl spoke with someone and returned to tell us that we were in luck. He led us to a small, dimly-lit room where he was joined by a red haired, busty woman who was naked. We sat down and The Earl pressed a button and the draperies parted. The window looked into another, larger room, brightly lit and with mirrored walls. In the center of the room was a bed and a single doorway provided the only entrance.
The Earl explained that the "mirrors" were one-way glass panels and that some half-dozen rooms surrounded the room with the bed. As he spoke the woman was taking his clothes off. I wasn't yet sure of what we were about to see, but I sensed an electric air of anticipation. I put my arm around Kristie and she pressed her body to mine.
The Earl told us that we were going to witness a young man being fucked by his mother for the first time. Since his own first sexual experience had been with his mother, this was a particular favorite scene for him to watch.
After a few minutes' wait the door opened and a brunette woman entered. She was about my age, 37 or so, maybe five-and-a-half feet tall, attractive, though not strikingly so. She looked as though she was someone's mother, if you know what I mean. She wore a loose-fitting, floor-length white robe as she walked in. She took the robe off and let it drop to the floor, then she crawled onto the bed, her arms modestly covering her heavy tits. Kristie began stroking the inside of my thigh as she, too, felt the growing tension. I tweaked her stiff nipples through her sweater as we watched the door.
It opened and in walked a strapping young man about six feet tall who bore an obvious resemblance to the woman on the bed. He, too, wore a robe, which he shrugged off by the bed. His cock was average in size and uncircumcised was already stiff and jerking with excitement as his mother looked at it. The Earl adjusted the controls of a speaker so we could hear them. I don't speak German but I imagined I could understand the gist of their conversation.
"My son, I have wanted you for some time," she seemed to be saying as her hand stroked his hip. Kristie's fingers were gripping the hard-on in my pants and I put my hand under her sweater to feel her wonderful cupcake tits. The young man closed his eyes as his mother began fondling his sex, stroking his cock with one hand and playing with his balls.
The mother lovingly kissed her son's knob and then opened her mouth and let her son's cock slide between her full lips and over her tongue. The Earl groaned and I looked over to see the red-head sucking his cock. My hand had made its way from Kristie's tits downward under her waistband. She was busy unzipping me to release my swollen cock.
The mother let her son's erection slip from her sucking mouth. Her expression told me that she wanted to taste her son's liquid love offering, but she also wanted to feel him in her cunt and to fuck his mother. But first, he bent down a planted a kiss on his mother's pussy, showing love and respect for the same orifice he had exited some years before. We could see his tongue lapping her flow and we could hear her moan and whimper with pleasure. here is something special about relatives having sex together, whether it be cousins, like Kristie and I, a mother and son, sisters like Marta and Gerta or whatever. Two consenting people having sex is wonderful, but when two people who are related are physically intimate, it really is beautiful to watch. I understood why The Earl enjoyed watching. Without a word, Kristie slipped her clothes off and I did the same. Facing the window,my petite cousin, her feet on my chair, straddled my lap and lowered her pussy onto my straining nine inches. She was hot, slick and tight as she impaled herself.