Honor Thy Mother & Thy Father Ch. 07

"Dad, I am going to die of a permanent erection, if we do not get the nuptials over soon. Either that, or I am going to go to jail for the crime of rape."

"Stephano, what was my daughter's answer to Jemma training her over a weekend?"

"I do not remember her exact words, but it had something to do with being training behind Jemma, or Jemma's training behind. Or was it training Jemma's behind. I'm sorry, sir; I don't remember."

Jemma took a swing at Patricia, but it went over her head.

Patricia laughed at her sister and said, "Sometimes it pays to be small."

Jemma picked up her foot and stomped on Patricia's.

Patricia screamed in pain, "That was not fair, Jemma. Your foot could have hit my father's from here."

Jemma laughed. "Sometimes it pays to be big."

Patricia stuck out her tongue at Jemma and said, "Bitch!"

Jemma replied, "Harlot!"

Patricia smiled. "Not yet, sister."

They grabbed each other and started laughing.

William and Stephano looked at each other and simultaneously said, "WOMEN!"

Fred walked out of the Amtrak train and was soon in a taxi on his way to the Omni Hotel. The only identification he had was hidden in a compartment of the shoe. If anyone asked, he had been pickpocketed while he was on the train. On his person, and in his bags, he had $10,000 in cash. He had no idea what this weekend would bring, and he wanted to be prepared.

He walked up to the front desk and checked in under the name he was given. The young manager's head popped up when he heard the name "Cuneo." He stopped writing, tore up the registration page, handed Fred two electronic keys to Penthouse 'C', and called for the bellman.

He said to the man, "All of Mister Cuneo's expenses have been paid for, in advance, including gratuities. You will accept nothing from him. You will inform the rest of the staff. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mister Grayson."

Fred said, "Thank you, Mister Grayson, but that was unnecessary."

"Mister Cuneo, most of us take orders from someone above us. I have just explained mine to the staff."

Fred nodded and walked towards the elevators reserved for the Penthouses. When he exited the elevator, there were beautiful twin girls standing by his door, waiting for him. They smiled meekly and said "Hello." He asked, "Are you for me?"

With a small tear in her eye, one of the girls said, "Yes, we are." Then she handed him a letter. He held onto it, opened the door to the Penthouse, and asked them to come in.

Once inside they followed him around like lost puppies. He said, "Girls, go into the kitchen, and find something to drink. Come out here, sit on the couch, and relax. I am not going to bite you."

The girls scurried into the kitchen, took out two sodas, ran back into the living room, and sat down, with their legs tucked under their rear ends.

Fred took off his jacket and read the letter.

"Welcome to Philadelphia Fred. The father of these two 19-year-old virgins has a gambling debt of $196,000. He has two sets of twin girls. You are looking at the first pair. They are yours until 4 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. At that time, the eighteen-year-old girls will replace them. All four have been certified pure by our doctor. They are not on any form of birth control devices. We expect you to do your best to impregnate all four of them. It will serve this bastard right to have to raise another family for the rest of his life, because he gambled away their college education money. He will be slaving for us for the rest of his life to make sure he takes care of them."

Fred turned to the girls and looked at the girls, sadly. He took a barstool walked over and sat down in front of them.

He asked, "Do you girls know why you are here?"

"Yes. Our parents sat us down last week, before we had to go to the doctor, and explained to us what had happened. They also explained the options our family had. We did not want our father to walk around without hands and a tongue, so we agreed to this punishment."

"Your father took your futures away from you, and you are willing to bear a child for his failures? If I were you I would shoot him rather than go through what you are about to do. You should be entering college and having the time of your lives, instead of going to bed with me. I have no choice in this matter, either. When you leave this room, they will inspect you again. If they do not find my semen deep inside you, they will kill me. I hate what I am about to do to you. Your first time should be with someone you love, not with some guy that is doing it because he fears for his own life. I feel like the lowest form of scum on the earth."

The girls got up from the couch and surrounded him. The one on the left said, "My name is Cindy, this is my sister Sandy. You can tell us apart because I have a tiny mole on my left breast, she does not. Otherwise, we are identical. If you will just help us through this, and be gentle with us the first time, we have been told that sex can be fun. I guess we will find out in a little while."

"Are you girls, hungry?"

Cindy and Sandy shook their heads no. Sandy said she was so nervous; nothing she ate would stay down.

"I guess you want to get the hardest part over with, correct?"

The twins nodded their heads in agreement.

Fred said, "Okay, let's get the first part over with first. Girls, take off your clothes."

Fear gripped both girls' faces.

"Cindy, Sandy, this is the hardest part. Probably, you have never been naked in front of a man. You probably have never seen a man naked. I am going to get undressed. You will start to undress yourselves also. I mean, right this second. Begin."

Fred started to undo his shirt, still looking at both girls with his piercing eyes. Finally, Cindy began undoing the buttons of her blouse. Sandy started shortly afterwards.

Fred removed his shirt and was bare chested in front of the girls, in seconds. He sat down on the stool and removed his shoes and socks.

The twins removed their blouses and stood there in their modest bras.

As Fred opened his belt buckle, both girls looked directly at the area they feared the most. He undid the button and the zipper, and allowed his pants to fall to the floor. He wore boxer-briefs, which outlined his manhood.

Both teenagers gasped. Fred reminded them that they were still dressed and he would be naked in one second.

Sandy went for the button on her skirt, undid it, and let it fall to the floor.

Cindy unclipped her bra, slipped it over her arms, held it to her chest for a moment, and with a supreme effort, let it fall to the floor.

Fred held his breath at the site of her youthful breasts and became erect.

Sandy saw his reaction to her sister's twin charms, and was not to be outdone. She unclipped her bra and let it fall to the floor.

Fred needed a glass of water desperately. His mouth had turned to paste. If asked to say a word, he would be unable to do so.

Cindy's skirt, slipped to the floor and now all three people in the room stood there, almost the same. Fred was in a pair of shorts. The twins in their tiny, thin bikini panties and tennis socks. Fred was going to come any second now, because of the visual stimulation he had.

He said, "Cindy go into the kitchen and get me a glass of water. Do not return, until I call you."

Sandy I sent your sister into the kitchen, because if you both became naked at the same time, I would ejaculate my semen prior to my entering either of you. I want you to bend down and take off your socks. Then turn around and take off your panties. I will take off my shorts and when you turn around we will see each other naked for the first time. We will not touch each other. We will just look at each other for a moment. When we are done, you will go into the bedroom and take off the covers, lie down, and wait for your sister and me to join you. Please begin."

She did as she was told, and when she was ready, she stared at the wall, and waited for his command.

"Sandy, turn around."

She took three small steps to turn 180 degrees, and went her eyes focused, on her first naked man, her mouth opened, forming a perfect O. "Oh my Lord, that thing will never fit inside me."

"Sandy, where do babies come out of?"

She blushed, but she pointed to her vagina.

"Which is bigger, a baby, or my penis?"

Sandy said, "A baby is bigger."

"Sandy, never worry about the size of any man. A woman will stretch to accommodate a horse, if she has to. No man is too big for a woman."

"Thank you, Fred. That makes a lot of sense."

"Go into the bedroom and do what I asked you to do."

"Cindy you can come in here now."

Fred forgot to cover himself, and when Cindy turned the corner, she nearly dropped the glass of water as she gaped at his size.

"Holy shit! I heard they were big, I didn't know they were that big."

Fred went through the same routine with Cindy as he did with Sandy. When he was finished he got the same result. Both young women were calm and nearly ready for the next step.

"Ladies, I have already made my decision on which of you will go first. However, now the game begins. I do not know which one of you was born first, and which one was born last. So the winner is...?"

Sandy said, "I was born first."

Cindy said, "I was born nine minutes later."

Fred laughed. "I would have sworn it was the other way around. Cindy, you are the more confident one. You are more outgoing, forceful and your attitude is tougher. You will marry well, divorce the bastard and take half of everything he owns; including his business, which you will run with an iron hand."

"Sandy, you are the little lady. You will get your way by guile, education, and attitude. You will marry well and live a good life.

You two are definitely a mismatched set of twins."

The two girls were laughing on the bed.

Cindy said, "You still haven't told us which one is going first."

"You weren't listening. I told you I thought you were born first, didn't I?"

"Oh crap, I lost by nine minutes."

"Look at it this way, Cindy, you can take notes."

"Will there be a test, Fred?"

"Absolutely, in about an hour."

"An hour, it takes that long?"

"Girls, if you are going to fuck someone, it can take a minute. If you are going to make love to a person who cares about you, and you about them, it can take all night."

"Wow. I didn't know that. That sounds awesome."

"Making love is awesome. So is fucking every now and again, when you don't have time to spare, and you are so hot, you need each other, at that moment."

"Can I have a pen and a notebook? I have to start writing this stuff down."

"Cindy, once you start having sex, it becomes indelibly etched in your mind. You will never need a notebook, trust me."

"Now Sandy, you were the winner, unless you want to let your sister go first."

"Is she really going to watch?"

"Yes, she is. And you are going to watch her. There is nothing shameful about sex. Later, while I am resting I am going to allow the two of you to examine, explore, and love each other's body."

"That would make us lesbians."

"It would do nothing of the kind. It will allow you to explore both sides of your brain: the male side, and the female side. If you think I am lying, go to the library and look it up in the science section. However, now is the time for the talking to stop, and the teaching to begin."

Fred turned and placed his hand on Sandy's stomach. She immediately reacted by drawing in her breath. "I am going to make love to you, Sandy. I am not going to fuck you, or rape you. I want you to remember this as a pleasurable experience, for the rest of your life."

His hand moved up across her ribs and along the bottom of her breasts. His mouth moved over hers and he kissed her sweetly. His hand moved over the top of her breast, and pinched her nipple. Her feet dug into the mattress, and her hips rose off of the bed. His mouth left hers and moved over her jawline and down to her ears.

She tried to escape his tongue, but it was no use. He bit her ear lobe, and she squirmed. She could not figure out how her ears were connected to her vagina, because it was starting to leak.

Fred moved his mouth down to her neck. He kissed and nipped along the muscle and down to her throat.

Sandy's hands had been gripping the sheet up to this moment, and she could not bear it any longer. She let go of the fabric, moved her arms around Fred's neck, and pulled him closer to her body. The area between her thighs, which her mother told her not to touch, was now sodden, and on fire. She could not reconcile one, with the other. However, she did not care. She let Fred lead the way, and let her body follow along.

When Fred shifted his weight between her thighs. Her eyes opened wide. She thought she was about to lose her virginity.

Fred smiled and shook his head, indicating no; it was not time yet. He sucked on her nipples, each in its turn, and her eyes changed to embers of red and gold. In the back of her mind something said, "This sex stuff might be fun, after all."

As Fred kissed down the center of her body, confusion reigned. "Where the hell is he going? He could not be going...THERE!"

His tongue and teeth roamed around her belly and her flanks. When his teeth tugged on her pubic hair, she grabbed his hair and gave it a pull to retaliate. However, when his tongue touched her clit, her eyes crossed, she screamed, "Oh fuck!" and had her very first orgasm."

Fred smiled up at her, and asked, "Again?"

Sandy replied, "Oh yes please, again and again and again."

"No, just one more time, I do not want to spoil you."

He opened her labia with his fingers and moved his tongue from the bottom of her slit to the top of her clitoral hood.

Sandy shuddered and raised her bottom off the bed.

Fred placed his hand under her ass, and as she relaxed, she lowered her bum directly on it. As his tongue continued its inspection of her virgin pussy, his thumb, reached up and pressed on her equally virgin anal opening.

Sandy yelled, "No!"

"Sandy, I told you I wanted you to remember this as a pleasurable experience. Everything I do to you will be pleasurable. Relax and enjoy it."

"But..."

"Exactly." She was confused, again.

He sucked on her clit and took little nibbles on it that drove her wild. He kept this up for many minutes, and her fluids were drowning the bed below her.

He asked, "How does it feel?"

"I am in heaven."

"I mean, the finger in your ass?"

"I did not know it was inside me."

"Now that you do what does it feel like?"

"I have a little pressure in there, but that is all."

"As you get more and more used to this, you will be able to take a man's penis up there and enjoy it just as you do vaginal intercourse."

"Can we do that first, so I have something to compare it to?"

"That is the next box we are going to check off. You are as wet and ready, as you will ever be. I will try my best not to hurt you."

"Thank you, you have been very patient with me so far."

Fred moved his hips up into position. He put his arms under Sandy's knees, and drew them up until he nearly folded her in half. As he looked into her opening he could see the piece of flesh, he would have to penetrate. He put the head of his dick at the entrance to her body, leaned over her, and began kissing her face, neck, and ears to distract her.

He knew it was her ears that drove her wild, so he attacked them vigorously.

Her hands tried hard to move his face away from her ears. She moved her body, trying as hard as she could, to avoid being tormented at the most sensitive part of her body. When she was fighting him hardest, he pushed his way through her hymen, deep into her sheath, until their pubic bones met. He stopped licking her ears. Her hands stopped fighting him. Her eyes opened wide, and a tiny sound, like the chirp of a baby bird exited her mouth. She wondered what was wrong.

He was completely inside her; and she did not utter a single word as he looked her in the eye. He released her knees and she lowered them to the bed. Finally, she said, "It's done?"

Fred said, "Look down."

She put weight on to her forearms and raised her head to look between their bodies. When she saw that they were totally connected. She fell back down to the bed and smiled. "Fred, that was awesome. I didn't feel a thing. Thank you."

"You're welcome, Sandy. Now comes the good part. Let your body follow mine and do what comes instinctively. Do not think about what you are doing. It is better that way."

"Okay, Fred. Cindy, did you see that? Am I my bleeding a lot?"

"Sandy, shut up, I am masturbating, and I am about to cum."

Sandy looked at Fred and said, "I guess it looked good."

"Sex never looks bad Sandy; even when you are ninety."

He started moving in and out of her, in short, smooth strokes and soon her body began to respond. She was a little tender inside, but not enough to let her miss out on the rest of the wondrous feeling she felt building inside her body. Moments turned to minutes and the feeling in the pit of her stomach rolled into a knot. It became larger and larger, and she thought she was going to pee on the bed.

Fred laughed and said, "You are not going to pee. You are about to experience something wonderful."

His hips went into overdrive, and even though Sandy tried to keep up with him, that feeling kept distracting her. It kept getting bigger and bigger, and then it affected her brain. She heard someone screaming, and felt the knot in her stomach explode. She felt her eyes close and she began dreaming.

When Sandy screamed, Fred unloaded his gift into her. Pulse after pulse of white cream flowed into her virginal opening, receiving its first male offering. He wondered if his bosses had timed this date to coincide with their ovulation cycles. There was nothing he could say or do about it anyhow. He had a job to do and may years remaining on his contract.

When she opened her eyes, Cindy was looking down at her, smiling.

"I guess you liked it?"

"What happened?"

"Don't tell me you do not remember?"

"The last thing I remember was hearing someone screaming, the knot I had in my stomach disappeared, and I fell asleep. Where is Fred?"

"Fred is in the shower, cleaning up. The person you heard screaming was you. The knot you felt disappearing was you having an orgasm. Sister, I think you are going to be a sexaholic."

"Cindy, Fred was fantastic. Everything he said to me, he did. He was kind, gentle, and loving. I will remember this day for the rest of my life. If I do get pregnant, I will not be distressed to have his baby, because of the way he treated me. It could have been so ugly; I would have hated it, and the baby. It was not, it was beautiful, and the baby will be beautiful."

"I watched everything he did to you, very closely, and what you are saying is true. He did not take advantage of you. It was like watching two lovers making love. It was very beautiful. I hope he treats me that way."

"Don't worry, Cindy, I will treat you as wonderfully as I did Sandy. I want you to remember today as a wonderful experience also. I forgot to ask you two one question, while we were talking before. Do twins run on your father's side of the family, or your mother's?"

"My aunt has twin boys. Both of my mother's brothers have twins; one set is fraternal, a boy and a girl, the other is a set of identical twins that is like looking in a mirror. Even I have a problem telling them apart."

Fred said, "Oh my God, girls, I am so sorry. There is a good possibility that after today and tomorrow there will be eight children on their way."

Cindy smiled and said, "Twins are supposed to skip a generation."

"Really, you are not just saying that to make me feel better."

"No, that is what we have been told by our parents."