SHARI’S WEDDING
PART I
AUTHOR: ALLISON HEATHER
SHARI’S WEDDING PART I
ALLISON HEATHER
Copyright 2011 by ALLISON HEATHER
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Dedication and Warning
This book like my other books written and to be written are a silent homage to all those who have dared and would dare break taboos. I am struggling to do so myself.. probably one day I would accomplish that and join the ranks of brave and wonderful. Until then, for me pen [keyboard] and imagination are two very strong tools.
The book contains strong adult theme and should be read by those who are open-minded and like challenging imaginations. Best Wishes and thanks for picking up [rather downloading] this book.
On various requests I have ultimately managed to put both parts together both.
Happy Reading.
Allison Heather.
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SHARI’S WEDDING
PART I
Chapter 1
‘Refuge’
As the black Mercedes left the airport, situated on the outskirt of the city and took the road to reach other side of the city. The main road leaving the city towards north soon could fool anyone that it was leading into wilderness once countryside was finished. If one travelled another fifty-five ‘slow drive’ kilometres one would find a sign of a private farm ‘Refuge’ alongside another sign that indicated a food processing industrial base another five kilometres further. In between if one travelled that way a beautiful private golf course would entice anyone who could hit a golf ball some distance.
Following the road that led through beautiful open green farming land, then through managed woodlands as it would seem that soon road would finish. Driving past the heavily wooded curve one would suddenly arrive in an vast open driveway in front of an enormous sprawling house which was spread over an roughly estimated two acres surrounded by another two hundred fifty or three hundred acres. The house was of a design of very personal nature. The main huge building appeared like many leaves spreading out from a main centre of a large flower if viewed from air. One could see at least four open swimming pools spread out in a random fashion. The car stopped in front of the main entrance of the house with a large open porch that flowed into a huge sliding glass doors embedded in solid wood. The floor was marble all throughout the house.
Chauffeur came out and opened the door as the lights came on and setting sun bathed the whole house with exotic colours of orange and red so typical of winter evenings. Driver respectfully helped the passenger to come out of the plush back seat of the luxury car. The woman gracefully floated out of the car and stood silently admiring the beautiful colours of nature. As chauffeur took out the shopping, soon three more servants joined him. All three after smiling and wishing their mistress who smiled most affectionately back, rushed out to give him a hand. The chauffeur left them to the chores and stood silently close to her mistress, discreetly behind. The chauffeur was Ricardo who was very stocky and looked every bit a heavy weight wrestler.
Ricardo had been in service for almost thirty years and now was fifty-two years old. He was assigned to his mistress soon after she married his master Benjamin Kenneth Burns as a young, vivacious, gentle bride of few months short of twenty years. Ricardo looked at the graceful form of Kathleen Reema Burns-Knight who stood about five feet and six inches tall. Her full body was wrapped in light blue loose-fitting pants.
Kathleen had most beautiful face that did not need any adornment or artificial chemical help. Her skin was radiantly fair and glowed in the evening sun. Her light brown eyes shone with generosity and love that was well known to all who knew her or came in contact with her. Her face always seemed to smile and it brought attention to her exquisitely beautiful nose that seems to accentuate that mystical smile.
Kathleen’s beautiful neck flowed into her rounded shoulders and full, large bosom. She wore a loose short sleeve blouse of darker shade of yellow. Her blouse dipped elegantly to suggest the top of the slope of her over generously large soft breasts, which were barely contained by a soft cotton bra. The slope of her large breasts even in a bra and blouse only heightened the natural divine beauty that she possessed and had passed on to her children. Her beautiful, fair skinned rounded arms were folded regally under her bosom.
Kathleen’s clothes barely hid her rounded full waist that showed her full life and scant regard for skin and bone concept of womanly body. Her pants was filled with her fertile, full hips as a signature of a woman whose body screamed vitality and fertility and over and above all a beauty that you could admire untiringly. Kathleen would turn forty five in five months and people found it hard to believe that she had three children, a girl of nearly twenty –one years of age and twin sons who would soon be twenty-three.
Ricardo took the shawl out of the car and respectfully draped it over Kathleen’s shoulders, “Madam, winter is arriving. Evenings do have a nip now.”
Kathleen affectionately patted Ricardo’s hands as he covered her shoulders with her shawl, “Ricardo, thank you. I was lost in thoughts,” Kathleen never addressed their long serving trusted help casually, “Shari would soon leave our house. She was a little girl running around with little care not so long ago. She will now belong to her new family.” Kathleen sighed softly making her breasts swell in manner that would test the resolve of even a celibate monk.
Ricardo nodded his head in quiet understanding and escorted his mistress inside. Kathleen walked through the sliding doors and entered the huge hall that took various routes to in all fifteen suites each an independent unit with two to four bedrooms, study, kitchen, and living room. However, Kathleen ran the house from central kitchen with overflowing number of servants who sometimes tripped on one another trying to be helpful.
The main house was surrounded by different outer rim of servant quarters. The hall led into three living areas of immense dimensions and a huge dining area, which could seat forty people. Despite their large family, the capacity was never tested. Ricardo waited respectfully until Kathleen glided inside the hall and then turned back. The main house help, Rosaline, Ricardo’s wife, soon joined Kathleen and informed her that her father called. Kathleen beamed at Rosaline, a plump handsome woman who had been in their service for twenty years and was now well past her forty years and her children were in college, “Madam shall I fill the bath for you. You do not have to worry about the dinner.”
“That would be very nice, thanks Rosie, I will ring back Dad in the meantime. Has Ben come back from office?” Kathleen could make anyone her slave with her soft, gentle voice. Rosaline followed Kathleen and replied, “Madam I have not seen him so far.”
Kathleen waved the question away as irrelevant making Rosaline less conscious that she could not be sure if her husband was back from work. Kathleen and Rosaline entered her personal suite. The main entrance opened into a living space, which led to a dining area with six-seat dining table. The large sliding door led to another living cum study area, which had four en suite bedrooms. Kathleen floated through into her main bedroom, which was in keeping with the rest of the house huge. Rosaline promptly went inside the enormous en suite to fill the bath with warm water and mixed aromatic salts and oil.
Kathleen picked up the cordless phone in one hand and effortlessly took her shawl off with one hand making even this, apparently, trivial gesture it a breathtakingly sensual vision, if there was man to appreciate it. She dialled her father’s number and waited eagerly like a child to hear his deep voice. The ringtone kept on until the answering machine kicked in asking to leave a message. Kathleen’s face showed her disappointment and she softly whispered, “Daddy it’s me,” and disconnected.
Kathleen walked with the phone in to the bathroom. The bath was nearly full the whole bathroom was filled with the sweet smell of the salts and oil mixed in the bath water. Rosaline without any hesitation slowly came towards Kathleen and started to unbutton her blouse. She had served Kathleen for over twenty years and both had become very close over the years as she helped Kathleen with her pregnancies and other personal events. Kathleen had suggested that Rosaline should have sex with Benjamin when Kathleen was heavily pregnant with twins and in the last months of pregnancy. Rosaline had expressed during girly talk her incredulity at Benjamin’s penis size. Rosaline all these years, had been insisting her husband’s cock was the biggest imaginable. After having her first sexual tryst with Benjamin she gushed his praises to a very pregnant and proud Kathleen.
Rosaline removed the blouse, rolling it off Kathleen’s full arms exposing her majestic breasts barely covered by a cotton bra. Rosaline unclasped the bra and let it fall off her mistress’s heavy, very large full breasts as they sloped and hung down with their own weight, making even Rosaline feel a warm rush between her legs. Rosaline rolled the bra off Kathleen’s arms and threw it on the floor. She removed the clips from the bun holding Kathleen’s lustrous long wavy dark hair. The rich wavy hair fell in a thick cascade to her full, bulging bottom.
Rosaline moved in front of Kathleen and saw her beautiful large, heavy beast sloping towards her belly which bulged ever so sexily suggesting a life of fulfilled, fertile woman who enjoyed her life to the full. Her waist had a soft extra small roll just above her voluptuous bottom. Rosaline unzipped and pulled the trousers down off her round, full buttocks exposing her thunder thighs and white cotton panty. Her thighs were full and showed dimpling on upper thigh and bottom which if anything accentuated her voluptuous divine beauty. Here was a complete exquisitely beautiful woman.
Rosaline kneeled in front of Kathleen and gently rolled her panty down exposing the thick curly dark lush growth covering her sweet fragrant cunt. The fragrant smell of her pussy was intoxicating even to her female housekeeper. Kathleen regally lifted one foot after another to allow Rosaline remove her panty. Kathleen affectionately mussed Rosaline’s hair as a token of thanks as she picked up her undergarments.
Kathleen stepped into the bath and slowly immersed herself to her neck as she rested her head on the specially designed bath rest. Rosaline walked back in and put a huge soft cotton fluffy towel and bathrobe close by. She put the phone on the large rim around the bathtub and told Kathleen, “ Madam, I have arranged the dinner. You just relax. Shall I ring you when Boss is back [that’s what all house help addressed Ben as-this was part in affection]?” Kathleen smilingly shook her head, “Will 9:00 be ok for dinner? It is about six now.” Kathleen softly closed her eyes and nodded yes.
Kathleen sighed happily as her mind once again went over her family’s life. She had found herself ruminating more and more since they had decided the final date. Sharleen, everyone called her Shari, was going to marry her third cousin whom she met and became attached to while doing her BA at Harvard. Anthony Williamson was the only son of a wealthy family, which moved to states long ago from New Zealand and continued to prosper in telecommunications. The marriage was exactly a month away. The guests, relatives from far away Australia and China had started to arrive as this would be first marriage in the family and nothing would be spared in making it memorable.
Despite her disdain for wastage and tacky gloss Kathleen agreed to her relatives’ pressure to go all out once and never again. Kathleen looked back and almost could relive her marriage to Benjamin Michael Knight (Ben to friends) her beloved husband as her twin sister Patricia married his twin brother Nathaniel Michael Knight (called Nat affectionately). Their father Michael George Knight rose from nothing to be a multimillionaire with intrinsic intelligent, hard work and compassion that he never lost for those who were less blessed than him. He was not an atheist but close to an agnostic. His sons took their lesson from their father and never lost the drive and now The ‘Kaybee’ [Knight-Burns] enterprise was a major player in many big cities worldwide with investments and control in construction, steel, telecommunications, banking and lot more.
Kathleen remembered her father-in-law, (uncle Mike then, dad or grandpa Mike now), since very tender years as a close friend of her father. The twin sisters found his twin sons good company and respectful unlike boys of their age. Benjamin and Nathaniel were only a year older than the sisters. Kathleen’s father was a business management academic with flare for applying his theories successfully. His friendship with Michael worked like magic and both prospered together like brothers. The marriage of twin sisters to twin brothers was the talk of the city for obvious reasons, least of all the fact that two families, despite keeping low political profile, were rich beyond dreams. Kathleen could not wait for her close family members to collect under one roof including her twin sons; Timothy and Thomas who were finishing their MBA at Harvard and could only come for a week.
Kathleen looked at the phone desperately wishing it to ring; she was dying to hear her father’s voice. Her father had given all control to her husband and her brother-in-law and chose to live up in hills in a modern modest farm close to river and jungle, his friend joined him there few years ago.
Kathleen slowly rubbed her hands over her magnificent breasts rubbing the fragrant soapsuds over them. Her nipples were hardening into their amazing thick long fleshy columns. Her right hand drifted off her breast and moved over her stomach approaching her sexy mount covered with lush curly rich growth. Her fingers combed through her pubic hair and softy rubbed the pussy lips. Kathleen sighed with her full lips partly opened as her fingers rubbed her clitoris without intending to.
Kathleen luxuriated in the warm fragrant bath, her left hand softly massaging her one and then other breast and nipple as her right hand teased and tormented her wet soft pussy. She was nearly about to ring her father’s mobile as the phone rang and the caller’s ID was labelled as Pa. Since grandchildren were born both her father and her father–in-law were simply called by all family and employees-Pa (maternal grandfather) and Grandpa (paternal grandfather).
Kathleen quickly removed her right hand from her pussy and picked up the phone to accept the call, she tried to keep her desperate wait out of her voice but still betrayed it by her urgent whisper, “Hello, Daddy!” She called him ‘father’ most of the times in public places and formal surroundings, reserving Dad or Daddy for personal moments and when she wanted to express her love for him.
The voice on the line was deep and masculine, “Kathee, sorry went out to see the horse who was neighing for some reason. What are you doing?”
Kathleen smiled as she heard her father called her name of endearment; “I have just put myself in bath after an afternoon of silly shopping.” She could close her see and could see her father as if he stood right in front of her.
“Lucky you Kathee. I am stinking of horse manure and sweat and probably can be classified as a lethal weapon.”
Kathleen giggled like a schoolgirl, her father always made her feel like a little happy girl, “I plan to remain here for next hour or more. Dad do you want to start a bath and then ring me?”
“That seems like a good idea. But I do not want to disconnect. I feel bad when we finish our conversation. I will run up and set myself up within no time,” Kath’s father’s voice could barely hide his excitement making her almost cry, as his love for her seemed endless, boundless and all forgiving.
“Daddy, take your time I am going to listen to all the sounds you will make,” Kath giggled again filling the bathroom with a perfect feminine happy laugh. She could hear her father’s heavy footsteps bounding up the teak wood stairs.
Chapter 2
Nat and Melissa
At about the same time two hundred fifty miles north Nathaniel Michael Knight across the long corridor in another estate (‘Shelter’) almost replica of his brother’s ‘Refuge’. The purpose was again to use and maintain the Greenland to give employment to local villagers and both succeeded big times. Any neutral observer would have seen a very tall and heavily built man, about six foot four inches, moving like an athlete. He was dressed in white cotton summer holiday-trousers and loose long kurta with open leather slip-ons. He had thick curly hair combed back. There was no hint of grey yet. He knew by fifty he would be grey very quickly as his father had. His forty-five years were barely noticeable. He had a face easily called immensely handsome - a legacy from his father. His broad shoulders and big chest belied his lithe physique when fully clothed but became evident once he disrobed. He looked exactly like his twin brother but for the fact that he supported a thick bushy moustache unlike Benjamin who was clean-shaven.
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Not far away in one of the suites an extremely beautiful woman was disrobing out of her city clothes. Melissa stood in her huge en suite standing in a bra and panty contemplating what casual apparel to wear for her imminent visitor. Melissa was twenty-six soon going to be twenty-seven. She was born after a gap of over nineteen years after her twin brothers. Michael Knight doted on his daughter from day one. Melissa, affectionately called Mel, was always quiet, generous and polite. Her brother showered their love in abundance, as they were grown ups and could treat her as a child. Soon after her tenth birthday, tragedy struck.
Kenneth’s wife, [Kathleen’s mother], passed away, after struggling with cervical cancer. Melissa’s mother, Nat’s wife, and Heather were travelling late in night to airport to fly for her funeral. A truck hit their car. The driver, her mother, Leena, and sister-in-law, Patricia, were killed on the spot. Her niece, Nat’s daughter, Heather, who was barely five survived. Her left leg had to be amputated below the knee; her crushed ankle could not be salvaged. The whole family was in the shroud of dark mood and disarray for years.
Her sister-in-law Kath and brothers along with her father brought both her and Heather as two daughters. Heather was successfully rehabilitated with prosthesis. But for a slight limp she could hide her limb loss and she always did.
Melissa did her masters in philosophy and married a successful businessman of a local rich family who were remotely related to them through her mother. The groom was a good friend of her brother Nat. Her new husband, Gabriel Roberts, politely told her that he was gay the night of the wedding and was too much of a coward to tell his family. He was, ironically, man enough to accept that he had deceived Melissa and apologised profusely. He offered her a life of her choosing and they both could keep the charade. Melissa politely declined. Melissa could not accept this on a matter of principle. She offered her husband some time before they could separate, but he had to promise not to deceive another woman even if he could not face up to the reality. He was grateful. He owned up to his sexual preferences to his family and divorced Melissa within one year who came back to her brother Nat’s house to look after him and his daughter.
She wrote columns in national and international newspaper on philosophy and social issues. Melissa also published two very successful books one fiction and other non-fiction. She had found her calling. Money was never a problem for anyone in the family.
Melissa shook herself out of the reverie as she heard the sliding door of her suite being closed. She smiled with her light brown eyes shining with love and she could feel her pulse rising. Soon her brother Nathaniel was standing on the door of her bathroom smiling at her.
Nat looked at his little sister as an alien man would look at her. Melissa stood about five foot five inches tall. Her beautiful face reflected the beauty of their mother and handsome visage of their father. Her clear fair skin radiated health and vitality. He had never seen her use any makeup. Her lips were red and full. Her beautiful nose crinkled when she smiled as she did then, seeing him walk in. Melissa was a full-bodied young woman who had no time or desire to conform to “thin is beautiful” fad. Melissa had written many incisive pieces on this issue. Her breasts were very large, full and heavy. Her cotton bra seemed to be struggling to hold those two majestic breasts. Her full waist flared into most delectable full round bottom stretching the white cotton panty. Her bottom accentuated her full, round thighs as they tapered into healthy calves and two pretty feet.
Melissa smiled at her older brother, who looked after her as his daughter, and seemed to be transfixed at the door as his eyes tried to savour the mesmerising sight of his extremely beautiful sister almost twenty years younger than him.
“Nat, you have seen your sister before,” Melissa smiled indulgently at her unbelievably handsome giant older brother.
“Mel, you are so beautiful. I sometime forget that. Moments like this remind me not to take divine your beauty for granted,” Nat slowly approached his sister who appeared tiny as his huge body stood behind her petite voluptuous frame. Melissa moved back a bit to put her head on her brother’s chest as his hands engulfed her waist, “I think my brothers are more handsome than us women. You should see how you can make so many women jealous of us.”
Nat kissed the top of his sister’s head. She had yet not opened her bun. Nat expertly removed the pins and unravelled the bun as Melissa’s long curly dark hair floated down as a curtain over her back reaching almost below her full bottom.
“Mel, I owe you my sanity. You have kept dad and me sane. I love you,” Nat could remember the day as clearly as if it were yesterday. His hands slowly rubbed the smooth skin of his sister’s stomach, worming up and up ever so gradually. Melissa sighed and pushed her self even more onto her brother’s giant frame as their eyes were locked onto one another’s in the mirror.
“When have asked the kitchen to serve dinner?” Nat inquired making his sister smile.
“Is there something on my brother’s mind?” Melissa’ shining eyes danced, “Anyway I have asked Carmel to table the dinner for nine,” she continued teasing her brother even more, “Is there something important you want to do before dinner?”
Nat smiled as his sister teased him. He moved his hands over her chest and pushed her bra off her magnificent breasts. His large hands tried to cover the overflowing soft, heavy milky smooth breast flesh making Melissa draw a sharp breath, “Mel, I just wanted to confirm if you would allow your brother to worship you beauty and how long do I have if you did.”
Melissa felt her brother’s hand softly massage her breasts making her feel weak in knees and she could feel her cunt getting wet by second, “My sweet brother, you are so kind. Please love me as you have always done, we would never have enough time.”
Melissa lifted her beautiful face up as her brother brought his face down to kiss her on the lips. Her mouth opened automatically as soon as her brother’s lips touched hers. Nat pushed his tongue deep inside his sister’s sweet mouth as it duelled with her tongue. Brother and sister kissed as their saliva exchanged mouths. They both greedily devoured each other’s mouth as if they had not kissed for years. In fact Nat had cleverly managed to, evade all house help and sneak in very early in the morning to have their occasional early morning sex before they left for their offices.
Melissa was now breathing heavily as her brother used the advantage of his height and drooled a steady steam of his saliva in her mouth. Melissa gulped it greedily as she felt his hands now firmly squeezing her breasts.
Melissa took her right hand behind her and insinuated between their bodies to seek her brother’s genitalia. Her hand rubbed over the big bulge underneath his kurta and trousers. As always her small pretty hand was inadequate in covering the big bulge of her brother’s penis.
“Nat, shall we go into bedroom,” Melissa whispered inside her brother’s invading mouth. Nat nodded subtly. He turned his sister around and lifted her in his arms as if she weighed nothing. Melissa put her arms around her brother’s neck and soon both were kissing once again as Nat moved towards the bedroom. Nathaniel put his sister on the bed and she stood on her knees in front of him. Melissa impatiently unbuttoned her brother’s kurta. Nat helped her by lifting it off his massive frame.
Melissa rubbed her tiny hands all over her brother’s hugely muscled hairy chest and belly. Soon her fingers were trying to find the cord holding his casual cotton trousers. She pulled the flower-knot and loosened the waistband; she discovered her brother was wearing any boxers underneath. Melissa by now knew, that always reflected his impatience to make love to her. Melissa felt hot as she lowered her brother’s trousers slowly exposing his massive hairy bottom. His thick curly pubic hair came into view. Nat ran his fingers through rich curly hair of his sister affectionately as she exposed him.
As she pulled her brother’s trousers down Melissa soon faced the thick gargantuan root of his giant penis. Melissa sucked in air as her mouth opened with anticipation of its own accord. She let go of his trousers, which slithered down slowly to expose her brother’s monstrous penis. It was not until the garment had cleared his lower thighs that his glans came into view.
Melissa looked at her brother’s humungous cock as if she had seen it for first time. In fact she was as much in thrall of this monster then as she was when she saw it twelve years.
Melissa lifted her brother’s heavy, monstrous penis in her both hands. Her hand could barely go around half the circumference of her brother’s gargantuan cock even though it was a long way away from being fully hard.
Melissa looked up into her brother’s loving eyes and she opened her beautiful mouth wide open and tried to engulf her brother’s huge cock head. Her mouth corners strained and her beautiful nostrils flared as she lowered her face slowly to take the head and two inches in her tortured warm mouth. Nat used his both hands to run his fingers through his sister’s hair and stroked her face as she tried to move her wide-open mouth over his giant cock.
Melissa’s mouth started to leak saliva along the massive shaft of her brother’s cock as it started to stiffen rapidly filling her mouth to an impossible stretch. Melissa looked up to see her older brother’s handsome face bathed in pleasure as her mouth slavered over his punishing girth. Melissa could give anything to see that expression on her elder loving brother’s face. She started to fellate her brother with her mouth wide open and drooling constantly into his thick pubic growth.
Melissa soon was supporting the steel hard monstrously thick shaft that refused to bend even a millimetre and she had to raise herself even more to move her face up and down rather than back and forth as she did initially.
Nat lifted his sister’s face off his rampant monster penis. He pulled her up to kiss her violently as he massaged her large breasts. Nat pushed his sister gently as she fell on her back. He grabbed her panties and pulled them off her voluptuous ass exposing her fragrant pussy covered with lush glistening wet dark curly bush. He threw the panties behind him and pulled his sister holding her legs towards the edge of the bed.
Melissa was breathing heavily in anticipation. Her brother had few favourite positions when he was waiting to have sex with her all day and was impatient to get a chance to be alone with her. This was one of them. Melissa knew he liked to have his feet on the floor to get purchase to fuck her hard.
Nat supported his monster penis in his large hand, its girth evading even his big hand to go all around. He placed the monstrously huge glans at the entrance of his sister’s sweet, soft cunt and pushed gently feeling her cunt opening stretch to accommodate his giant.
Melissa gasped, as she felt all too familiar dull pain of her cunt walls dilating as her brother pushed his enormous cock inside her, “Aaahh…..Nat…tt.”
Once Nat managed to push his gigantic cock head inside the warm, soft cunt of his sister he draped her with his massive frame crushing her large soft breasts with his hairy chest. He held her face in his big hands and kissed her open mouth ferociously. Melissa moaned inside her brother’s mouth as she felt him push his gigantic cock inch after inch inside her frothy, churning pussy.
“Nat…fuck me…..please…put your huge cock inside my cunt,” Melissa whimpered as she was kissed by her brother’s rapacious mouth.
Nat ignored her pleas and continued to push his huge cock slowly feeling every inch of his hugely thick monstrous length being engulfed by his sister’s warm soft pussy walls.
Melissa kissed her brother back her arms tightly wound around his neck. Nat ground his cock in, steadily pushing his unbelievably beautiful sister to her first orgasm. Melissa gasped as she felt her brother’s massive girth painfully stretching her cunt as it kept on going deep inside her. She always wondered how does her body accommodate this kind of monster penis fully inside her. Nat felt his sister’s cervix rubbing against his sensitive glans. He moved his cock out a bit and slammed the last few inches in one smooth thrust. Melissa moaned loudly and her orgasm tipped over, “Aaahhh…..Nat….aaahh…I am about to cum.”
Nat slowly withdrew his huge cock to half its length only to thrust it back again. He lifted himself off his moaning sister who was wrapped in her first orgasm. He grabbed his sister’s breasts in his large hands allowing her thick, long nipples to escape between his fingers. He squeezed his sister’s breasts firmly pinching her nipples, as his grip tightened. He started a long hard fucking session that he had been thinking about all day.
Nat pulled his gargantuan cock out and slammed it in one powerful thrust sending his sister deeper in the twitches of her orgasm as she moaned silently with her mouth open. A rivulet of saliva trickled on her beautiful face.
Melissa found her voice as the torment of her first orgasm settled, “So good…fuck my cunt. Nat..aah..your cock is so thick..aaah… tooo beeeg.”
Nat ignored his sister’s babbling and set up a steady rhythm of long steady strokes using over ten inches of his monster cock. The room was filled with beautiful sounds of constant moans and groans of a lusty sister impaled by her brother’s massive penis. Nat slowly increased the force of his thrusts seeing that his sister by now was thrusting her hips up in response to his downward plunges.
“Mel, I had been thinking and dying to fuck your sweet cunt all day,” Nat was now slamming his giant cock in the pliant, soft, cunt of his sister to the hilt.
“Nat your little sister’s cunt is all yours. You can fuck it whenever you want,” Melissa sobbed as her body shook with each lusty, powerful thrust. Her brother now was fucking her using his full length of his monster penis pulling it out until only his glans was inside and hammering it in using his muscular back and hips.
Melissa bit on her lower lip as she felt her brother’s monster slam her cervix painfully each time he hilted. Her breasts were painfully mauled all along she was fucked by her older brother steadily pushing her towards her second orgasm.
Melissa was moaning constantly as she loved the pain inflicted by her brother’s monster cock as it ravaged her tender cunt and his hands mauled her breasts brutishly.
Nat and Melissa had developed a telepathic understanding over the last twelve years of their sexual relationship. Nat knew his sister was now ready to be fucked even more roughly as she was hurtling towards her second orgasm. He let go of her breasts and lifted Melissa’s legs and draped them over his hugely muscled shoulders pushing her knees almost to her shoulders. He brought his arms around his sister’s thighs and once again grabbed her overflowing breasts. Now his sister’s ass was lifted off the bed. Nat used this new position to pull his massive cock all the way out, until only a part of his cock head was sheathed inside the soft pussy of his sister, only to plunge it back savagely using the angle, his height and muscular back burying it to its hilt. His groin slapped his sister’s upturned ass each time he hilted.
Melissa by now had been fucked thousand times by her virile brother over the years but still could barely refrain from screaming. In earlier years of their relationship before Melissa got used to her brother’s massive penis she screamed all the way to her orgasms.
“Fuck me…Nat please fuck mee…ee. Your cock hurts me so bad. Your cock is too big,” Melissa whimpered, as she felt buffeted by her powerful brother’s brutal thrusts. The room resonated with the “thwack…thwack’ sounds of her ass slapped by her brother’s belly and groin. She could hear, as an outer body experience, her moans and occasional shrieks, as her brother ravaged her beautiful body to satisfy both of their never-quenching thirst of mutual lust.
“Aaaahh…my...puu…sseeee….ooohh…aaargh,” moaning Melissa fuelled the raging lust in her older brother as always, who tried even harder to brutally slam his giant cock to elicit yet another shriek of lust filled pain from his sister’s throat.
Melissa let out a constant moan heralding her second orgasm, “Nat I am going to cum soon. AA..AHH. Please fu….FFFUUCCKK MEEE…EEEE.”
Nat did just that. He was slamming his monster cock in his younger sister’s painfully stretched pussy like a maniac. His hips were rising and falling like a steam engine piston. The pace of his fucking kept his sister breathless, her body went in a contortion as her open mouth went silent and then she let out another deep throated ‘aaaahhhh’ as her orgasm tore through her body like a tornado. Her muscles went into a spasm as her hips lifted up trying to throw her brother off and failing. Nat kept on fucking his sister savagely pushing her over the precipice.
“AAAhhhhhh…….Natttttt..aaaaaaa..aaa..uuurghh,” Melissa shrieked and soon she went limp as the tornado of her orgasm decimated her power to hold her muscles tense and breathing was ragged, each thrust from her brother who continued to fuck her spasming cunt relentlessly.
Nat put her hands on either side of his younger sister’s head steadying himself, as he fucked his constantly moaning sister’s limp body to another high of their mutual lust. Melissa took another ten minutes or so before she regained enough consciousness to realise her brother was still fucking her painful and tender pussy as if he had just started. By now both brother and sister were drenched in sweat. Melissa stroked her brother’s handsome face with her tiny hands as she kept on slamming his massive cock in and out of her tender cunt.
Melissa could feel her over generously large breasts dancing like huge mounds of jelly with each bone jarring thrust from her brother’s strong hips. As her brother’s eyes caught her’s she smiled like an angel.
“Nat, please cum inside me. I want to feel my brother’s huge cock exploding inside my tiny cunt,” Melissa pleaded knowing her brother’s lust would go up another notch hearing her desire to feel him cum inside her pussy.
Nat smiled back and continued to fuck Melissa with the same impossible pace and force that could only be described as inhuman. Melissa felt her body shaking with each thrust. She traced the handsome features of her brother’s face with her finger. She ran her finger over his sweaty brow and cheeks. She traced the contour of her lips as his mouth was now partly open with the exertion of fucking his sister savagely for now almost three-quarters of an hour.
Melissa could hear the squelching sounds as her brother’s mammoth cock pistoned in and out of her wet cum filled cunt and also the slapping sounds of his belly hitting her upturned bottom.
Melissa was once again feeling the heat rising deep inside her loins. Her brother so easily could drag her out of her post-orgasmic fatigue to take her to another peak of her lust never failed to amaze her. She naughtily ran her fingertip all along her brother’s handsome nose, tracing the curves of his nostrils. Nat smiled at his sister knowing what she would do next. Melissa gently put her slender index finger inside her brother’s nostril. Nat simply shook his head dislodging it and plunged his cock from tip of his massive glans right down to his mammoth root making his sister squeal as if a man’s forearm had violated her soft pussy canal. She held on to her brother’s strong arms as he fucked her even harder and faster than before.
His face was now a picture of concentration as he kept the ferocious rhythm pistoning his monster penis in and out without any break or respite. Melissa felt a sudden rush of warmth deep in her cunt, which soon spread in her belly and breasts and exploded making her emit a short shriek followed with a constant long moan.
“Nat…my…cuunt..….aaah…I have cum again. Your cock is sooo…beeeg…it...hurts…….but goood. Aaahh. OOOHHH…umm.”
Nat kept on fucking her trying to eek out another orgasm before he exploded deep inside his sister’s pussy. Melissa never recovered from her third orgasm as her older brother plundered her cunt furiously trying to reach his climax and drag her depleted tired body to yet another body wrenching orgasm.
Melissa moaned non-stop for another fifteen minutes as she was ravaged brutally by her older brother in an all too familiar fashion. Melissa felt another flame lit up inside her pussy which soon engulfed her whole being making her breathing difficult. She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out. Nat pulled his cock right out and slammed it back in with all the physical power his massive frame could generate and he repeated similar brutal thrusts half a dozen times when he felt his balls tightening, he felt his whole body tensed up as if in pain. He lunged his monster cock back inside his sweet younger sister’s cunt with all his weight behind the last thrust allowing his whole weight to come crashing over her voluptuous petite body knocking all the wind out of her lungs.
Melissa felt her brother’s crushing weight and his mammoth cock exploding as it hurtled back deep inside her tortured cunt. She felt each convulsion of his massive cock as he ejected huge spurts of thick virile semen filling her cunt. She could feel the scalding cum in never-ending ejaculates that seemed to go on and on.
Nat buried his face in the crook of his younger sister’s sweet smelling neck breathing in big gasps.
Melissa clasped her arms in a maternal manner around her brother’s neck as his gargantuan cock twitched and spurted again and again. Nat lifted his face and whispered, “Mel …Mel….Mel.”
Melissa thought nothing more romantic could have been said over and above her brother’s whispers of her name while he was still cumming inside her as a token of his surrender to his younger sister.
Melissa felt her dam broke and she exploded with her last orgasm tearing her body apart and she could do nothing but cling to her brother who was now kissing her all over her beautiful face.
Melissa fought and lost as her last climax brought her to her knees. She did not know that she whispered like a mantra, “Nat I love you…. I love you…. My sweet big brother.”
She was barely aware as her older brother kissed her mouth and licked the drool from the corner of her mouth. She did not feel when he kissed her beautiful nose and ran his tongue all along her exquisitely beautiful nostrils eventually fucking her each nostril with his tongue as she grappled with her mind bending orgasm. Both brother and sister whispered sweet nothings to each other until they both recovered.
Melissa slowly came to and smiled inwards as her loving brother made love to her beautiful nose. Melissa felt this very personal and sensual. She tightened her clasping arms around her brother’s neck sending her love in an unspoken manner. He responded back by gently biting on the tip of her nose making her giggle.
“Nat you can kill me like this,” Melissa complemented her brother who had fucked her like this countless times.
Nat licked deep inside his sister’s nostril few times before he pulled his tongue and kissed her firmly and whispered, “Making love to you is a blessing and my love will never be any less when you decide to go away to start your own family.”
Melissa whispered in a choking voice, “Nat please. I do not want to think about that. I know we can not live together forever, but for now all I want to do is live with you, Heather and dad.”
Nat kissed his sister repeatedly like a small child who needs fatherly love after taking a fall.
Melissa was not surprised when her brother lifted her in his arms still impaled on his barely softened monstrosity of a penis and climbed up on the bed until they both were resting on the pillows. He slowly pulled out of his sister’s overflowing cunt making her wince. Nat held his sister in his arms, who held him back in her arms.
“Nat, your monster cock is still hungry,” Melissa kissed her older brother’s nose on its tip.
“Mel, my cock wants to fuck your ass now.”
Melissa giggled like a happy little girl. She knew how much her brother loved to torture her ass with his monster. She was aware of the time and she was wise to the fact with long experience that her brother could not be satisfied with her ass in the time left before dinner.
“Nat, we do not have enough time. I will come to you suite after dinner. I plan to work from home tomorrow. You can torture me all night.”
Nat gleefully kissed his younger sister, “I too have no appointment until afternoon. How much time do we have before dinner?”
Melissa kissed his older brother who fathered her during her growing years like a naughty schoolboy, “Time enough for one quick fuck. You have to promise me it will be a quick one.”
Nat smiled enigmatically in reply and rolled his sister on her back. He soon covered her voluptuous body with his huge heavy frame. His rampant monster cock poised at the soft, fluffy, wet entrance of her cunt.
Melissa sighed with happiness and love and kissed her brother as she felt him thrust his mammoth penis steadily inside her cum filled tender cunt.
Chapter 3
Sharleen and Benjamin
Around the time Kathleen was immersing herself in the bath waiting for her father’s call and Nathaniel was walking purposefully towards his sister’s suite. About the same time in another suite a young beautiful woman stood brushing her hair after taking a shower. Sharleen or Shari, the younger daughter of Benjamin and Kathleen, looked ravishingly beautiful despite a frown on her forehead. She had inherited the same wavy dark, long and thick hair that her mother had. Her face was as beautiful as her mother’s and there were enough hints of features that she had inherited from her father. Her full mouth always hinted a smile about to break on her lovely face. Her exquisitely beautiful nose could hold anyone’s admiration for hours.
She was slightly taller than her mother and stood at about five foot and seven inches. She was full in body as her mother. Her eyes sparkled as her light brown pupils glinted with every change in her mood. Her large soft heavy breasts belied her young years and promised to grow heavier once she chose to procreate. Her rounded waist curved in and then flared most enticingly into full rounded bottom. The crack of her bottom separated into two upward curves on either side below which her thighs matched the fullness of her ass and her legs carried the same healthy curves to her beautiful calves and very pretty toed feet.
Shari’s mouth wateringly large breasts drooped ever so gently with their weight and angled slightly outwards giving her a womanly allure. Her smooth tummy moved down to a sharp line of rich curly pubic hair which triangled down to cover her soft, thick pussy lips and moved as the tip of a triangle towards her anus but stopped well short finishing at the lower corner of vaginal opening.
Sharleen was breath takingly beautiful and was only vaguely aware of her own beauty. Her’s was the type of beauty that calmed your senses and made one believe that nature does create perfection and also gives grace, generosity and loving disposition to boot. Sharleen was the dream child of any parents.
As Shari brushed her hair now ever so impatiently her face radiated more beauty than was fair for one human being to posses. Her large, full breasts danced with every bold stroke of her brush.
Suddenly Shari stopped and looked at her reflection in the mirror and smiled. Her whole face seemed to smile including her beautiful nose. Her one hand dropped towards her mount and she winced in discomfort, as her hand seemed to touch her cunt lips covered with lush curly soft bush. She relived the most important day of her life, which was only yesterday. Her smile became more beatific as her mind replayed the whole event in most minute details.
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Sharleen and her family had an early dinner with their guests who then planned to go to city for night clubbing. Despite their entreaties Sharleen chose to spend the evening with her father and mother.
They all changed into informal comfortable wears and collected in one of the main living rooms. Kathleen lit the fire as the evening chill took hold of the house. Kathleen was wearing a loose kaftan, as was Sharleen.
Kathleen sat her beautiful daughter down and brushed her lovely hair all the while ignoring her false mock complaints that she was hurting her daughter.
Benjamin walked in on this blissful family scene, as his lovely wife and equally beautiful daughter pretended to crib against each other. He was as tall and possessed a replica build, as his twin brother, Nat. The only fact that he was clean-shaven made him look different. He stationed himself on the other side of the huge living room and opened the book he was trying to finish for a week. He was soon engrossed in the book and failed to realise that his lovely daughter had snuggled up to him.
Sharleen lifted her father’s arm and buried her face in his chest, “Daddy, I need some serious advice from you.”
Shari always called him Dad when in public and during serious or formal discussion. She addressed him as daddy when in private or when she was being affectionate, impulsive or impatient with her father.
Benjamin closed the book with his index finger as the bookmark. He kissed his daughter on her cheek and smiled, “Do you think your daddy has enough intelligence to match yours?” he laughed when Shari punched him with her tiny fist in his belly in response.
“I am serious Daddy. Mummy please ask Daddy to behave,” wailed Shari.
Kathleen by now was busy with her needlework and looked up with a happy smile, “You should, by now, be able to make your dad behave without crying for help. I could control my father from my teenage years.”
Benjamin groaned melodramatically, “Kath sweetie, you are supposed to support your husband and not this hell raiser of a daughter.”
Kathleen waved her hand imperiously and withdrew herself from father-daughter discussion.
Benjamin lovingly stroked his daughter’s head brushing any errant wavy locks, which flew everywhere as if a breeze was blowing through the living room.
He waited patiently until Shari whispered into his chest, “I need time to marshal my thoughts. You can read your book in the mean time.”
This was unusual but Benjamin knew better than to probe. His wife and daughter both would only talk when they wished. He opened and read his book. Sharleen rubbed her face on her father’s hairy chest. His straight collared white soft Egyptian cotton kurta-shirt was unbuttoned. He felt her tiny beautiful hand on his chest as Shari played with the hair on his chest absentmindedly.
Benjamin read on and time passed. In another half an hour Kathleen decided to get up after yawning twice. She brought a soft cashmere blanket and covered her husband and daughter, “It seems you daughter may keep you up with whatever she wants to discuss. If very late please sleep in the guest bedroom. I am getting up early to go to city for shopping. Shari, can I convince you to accompany me?” Shari shook her head as her hand rubbed her father’s chest.
Kathleen bent down to kiss her daughter on her cheek and kissed her husband on lips and bade goodnight to both.
Benjamin felt emotional as his daughter clung to him as she did when very young. She would go away and belong to some other man and his family. Benjamin felt an irrational irritation that his daughter would not be his and his alone in a month’s time.
“Daddy, do you want a scotch?” Shari looked and kissed him as he frowned without being aware, “do not worry I am not going to ask for any money,” she teased her father, “you can stop frowning.”
Benjamin smiled and kissed his daughter and held her tight for few moments, “With two rocks, please.”
Shari got up and stretched her arms well over her head before setting off towards the bar. Benjamin became acutely aware of his daughter’s maturing feminity as she filled the loose kaftan effortlessly with her womanly attributes. ‘She is as beautiful as her mother,’ Benjamin thought.
Shari came back with a large and overgenerous helping of single malt with two rocks for him and one for herself. Their children were brought up as free spirits but were taught to respect boundaries and be self-reliant.
Shari eased herself back into the crook of her father’s arm. They silently enjoyed twenty-five years old scotch in small sips. Shari’s tiny hand continuously played with her father’s chest hair. She curled them on her finger and then softly stretched them straight with utmost concentration.
They both finished their drinks rather quickly. Without another word being shared Shari got up again and took her father’s glass and came back with fresh drinks.
Benjamin had by now stretched his legs over the divan.
Shari lifted her father’s arms after proffering him his drink and settled down with her face on his belly. Her hand soon found her earlier preoccupation.
“Daddy, I am still a virgin, you know?”
Benjamin sipped his scotch as if it was day-to-day conversation, “No I did not, sweetheart. I thought these days you kids were free of physical hang-ups.”
“Daddee!,” Shari drew daddy long to show her impatience, “What if I was waiting for someone perfect and special. I could never collect enough courage to approach and that never just happened.”
“Now you are going to have one. You do love Anthony,” Benjamin persisted rationally, “You two can share all your experiences together.”
“Daddy, what am I supposed to do, to be good with him?” Shari looked up at her father who finished his drink.
Shari quickly got up and took his glass and rushed to freshen it up. Soon she was safely ensconsed in her father’s lap after she handed him his scotch filled crystal tumbler.
“Shari, should you not have talked to mummy about all this?” Benjamin took refuge in the obvious.
Sharleen again looked up and grabbed a tuft of her father’s chest hair to emphasise her point, “I did. Mum says to talk to you. She said you can tell me from man’s perspective in more detail than she can.”
Benjamin fumbled as his daughter’s head was now resting in his lap and he suddenly noticed that he was getting stiffer without realising.
“I could try Shari. But it is hard for dads to discuss these things with their sweet daughters.”
“Oh, come on! Daddy, you could not be so bashful to discuss what is obvious we all do and indulge in freely.”
“Shari, is there no friend of yours who is close and you like him enough to share it with him and see it for yourself,” Benjamin was progressive father and had no concern regarding his children having hang-up free attitude about sex.
Sharleen shook her head her cheek resting on her father’s lap making him uncomfortable, “You are right dad. No point having theoretical discussions. I need to experience it for myself. Sadly I missed my boat.”
“Shari, please. You did say that there was someone. If he is in ‘Mass-Cambridge’ we can arrange a discrete flight for you or for him. If he is amenable that is.” Benjamin had simple solutions for all convoluted problems. He believed if you love or like a person half the problem is solved in any situation.
Shari sighed and lifted herself up. She sat in her father’s lap and put her arms around his neck and buried her face in his neck smelling his familiar cologne, “Daddy, he is not in Massachusetts. Er..um…daddy I am sorry to have troubled you.”
Benjamin held his daughter close with love and kissed her forehead, “Is that person known to us? I am sorry I do not mean to pry. You do not have to tell me if you do not wish to. I desperately want to set it right for you.”
“I love you so much. There is no other father on this earth who would not have told his daughter off for being so obscene,” Shari kissed her father on his mouth twice before she buried her face again in his chest her fingers toying with his chest hair, “What if I do tell you and it offends you. You may hate me for rest of my life. Do I have your promise that you will forgive me and forget this conversation forever?”
“I will never hate you for anything, Shari,” Benjamin’s voice choked, “There is nothing you can do to make me love you any less as my daughter. Nothing and nobody can change that. Please remember this for all times to come. I will rather die than see my love for you diminish for any reason.”
“I am sorry Daddy. Really, sorry. Please forgive me,” Shari held her father’s face in her tiny hands and kissed him repeatedly as a taken of her apology. Her eyes were shiny with tears she held back.
Both father and daughter tightened their arms around each other and let time drift as they both clung to their love they had for each other.
After a long time Benjamin gulped his scotch down and to lighten the mood teased Shari, “Hey bartender, if you want any tip please fill mine and my lovely daughter’s glasses promptly.”
“Right away sir,” Shari laughed. She soon returned with generous helping for her father and modest one for herself.
They both became comfortable on the sofa. Sharleen put her cheek on her father’s chest and said softly, “The way I have felt all along dad, I am quite prepared to allow the hooded thief today in my bedroom. In fact I would be grateful if you could locate him and send him to my suite.”
The time stopped for Benjamin. He absentmindedly gulped his scotch in two big swigs. The hooded thief was a joke Kathleen played on their three children on occasions they needed admonition or correction. Benjamin would cover himself with a big white towel or sheet and do a bad job of creating scary noises. All he succeeded in was making all three roll around in mad laughter. They never, however, had to use loud voice or any other restriction to mend their kids’ ways.
Benjamin whispered, “Shari sweetheart!!”