Honor Thy Mother & Thy Father Ch. 08

Sergeant continued thrusting in and out of her pussy at a fast pace, waiting for her hips to join his, in this mad dash to completion. He knew he would last longer then she would, because he had just had three massive orgasms. His lips were all around her face years, and throat. His hands were holding the globes of her ass, and they were helping push her into his thrusting cock.

Finally, he heard and felt her come for the first time, all over his prick. Her hips started to move in every direction. Now she was on fire. Her fuse was lit and it was only a matter of time until the massive explosion she really needed, exploded throughout her body.

She was not a stick figure. She had meat on her 5'8" frame. It was perfectly located on her breasts, ass, and legs.

He thanked the Town Council for approving the exercise equipment at the Public Safety building, because tonight he was using every muscle in his arms and legs to hold this beautiful woman up against the wall. Pounding after pounding; movement after movement; they tore into each other's body, until Cassie's threw her head back, and screamed. She flooded everything within eighteen inches around her, as her cum squirted out of her body, in elongated pulses.

Her orgasm set him off. As Cassie began to calm down, he could no longer hold himself back. He stopped thrusting, as she was slowly came down from her orgasm, but her remained imbedded in her. Her heat and desire for him caused a loss of control. Without moving, he fired seven volleys of his baby makers into her non-reproductive womb. Sated his knees began to buckle.

Remaining deeply imbedded inside her, he carried Cassie to her bed. He climbed on it, and lay down on top of her.

Cassie laughed at him. "Are you trying to make a point?"

He replied, "My point has not gone down, yet. I was wondering if I should start again."

"If you do, you will never be allowed in me, again. If you had started this in a bed, I would be fine. However, you pushed me against a hard, textured door. My back is killing me, because it was against one of those damn ridges. You did not have to prove to me that you were a he-man, I knew that in high school."

"Would you like to take a nap or would you like to take a shower with me?"

"I think another shower is in order for us Sergeant. We smell of sex."

"I have not smelled like this in 20 years Cassie. I am very happy it is with you."

"Don't you start with me, you asshole. It could have always been with me, if you had your eyes open."

"For how many years am I going to have to apologize for that mistake?"

"How many more years do you anticipate living?"

"Is there an operation that can turn me deaf?"

"I will teach you sign language."

"How soon do you want to get married?"

"How soon are you going to ask me?"

"Is tomorrow night too soon?"

"You had better have a ring, or the answer is going to be no."

"Is there a good jewelry place here, in Cottonwood, or should I go to Phoenix?"

"I was at Howard's Jewelers this afternoon. Sally knows the stone, and setting I want. She also knows my ring size. She will be waiting for you tomorrow, at 11 o'clock. "

"Did you, Susan, or Amanda leave anything for me to do?"

"Of course we did. We knew how important a step this would be for you to take, leaving your bachelorhood days behind you, and all."

"What do I get to do Cassie?"

"You get to pay for everything, you idiot? That will teach you to ignore me for 30 years."

"Shit, I am never going to hear the end of this."

Cassie kissed his ear and whispered, "I am going to make hearing about it, so worth your while. Let's make love so I can keep that smile on your face. I am not sure how you are going to react to my cooking. So let's cook in bed; food will take care of itself."

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29. The Next Generation

When the funeral ceremonies were over, FBI director Michael Free escorted Susan Robbins home in his armored GMC. When they arrived, they went inside and found Alan, walking slowly on the treadmill with an aide by his side.

The aide stopped the machine, but Alan did not get off. He said, "Hello, Mister Director, how is everything in Washington."

"I need you on the job, so what do you do, you get your ass shot up, just so you could lay down and take some workers comp time."

"Believe me, Mister Director, from what they tell me; a couple of more seconds, and you would not have had to worry about me taking comp time."

"They told me the same thing Alan; that's what brings me here."

"You mean you didn't come here to see my pretty face, and watch me walk on my treadmill?"

"No, as exciting as those things may be, I came to give Susan this, and I thought I would let you watch. Susan, Alan already has two of these. They are for outstanding bravery and courage for working undercover. Only men who are extremely stupid and crazy take these jobs. Alan fits both those categories. This past week he did it again. However, this time he died. So with the condolences from the Bureau, we present to you, posthumously, his Third Gold Star: For Bravery and Stupidity, above and beyond the call of duty. He is hereby retired from the service, with full pay and benefits, because of his injuries. Susan, he is to stay dead. A grave marker will be erected at the Valley View Cemetery and a body interred there in, until your idiot husband decides to become Lazarus. The plot will be a double, so you can lie beside him, if you want to, for eternity."

Alan screamed, "Bull shit, I will be fine in a year."

The director responded, "The trials will not start for 3 to 4 years."

"Mister Free, do you remember what you said about my husband a few moments ago; the part about him being 'extremely stupid and crazy.' I have a horsewhip that will keep him in line. If that doesn't do it, in two months, he will be changing diapers, and feeding the baby at 2 o'clock in the morning. I will keep him out of trouble, or he will never get laid again."

"Thank you, Susan. I am glad that he has found a woman worthy of his talents."

"Alan, I want you to sit down for a moment. I have something else I have to tell you and I need you to try to stay calm."

"Susan is he strong enough to take some tough news?"

"Mentally or physically Mister Free."

"I will take that as a yes, because he has never had a strong mentality to rely on."

"Thanks chief, I needed to hear that just now."

"Alan, the things that happened to you during your divorce were set up by the mob. You are legally divorced, but your wife was given a big time mob lawyer for free. He railroaded you. The man, who ratted you out is under surveillance. We are waiting for him to make a mistake, and we will nab him in the act. He knew you were in the middle of a divorce, and got this mob lawyer to represent your wife. The lawyer ran you ragged, and you ran to the bottle. We believe he even threatened your lawyer. We are working on that angle now. This information came from Stephano Valentino. He is going to turn state's evidence, along with his father. We believe the leak is in the Attorney General's office. We will wait and see if we are correct."

Alan did not scream or burst out in anger. He smoldered inside, which was the worst thing he could do. His blood pressure soared. His face was turning scarlet.

Susan walked over to him and smacked him.

He did not react.

She hit him again. Nothing happened.

She was in the middle of her third swing, when Alan caught her hand. "Damn it Susan that hurt."

"Asshole, it was supposed to hurt. I was not going to let you sit there and blow a gasket. Say something."

"I am going to stop paying that bitch alimony. I am dead. There is not a damn thing she can do about it. She is not entitled to death benefits, because I remarried. She is not entitled to anything."

The director looked at one of his agents, and nodded his head. The agent walked outside, and sent a coded message to Washington. Alan's second wife was in for a rude awakening. It was nothing short of what she deserved. Years later, when the FBI finished its investigation, and the trials were over, she was fined $50,000 for falsifying statements, signing falsified documents, and lying under oath. She was also sentenced to eighteen months in prison for defrauding the Federal Government of monies, in the form of alimony payments, from Alan Robbins paychecks.

Alan, Susan, and Callum Robbins, their five-year-old son was on hand, to wave goodbye.

The lawyer, who represented her, Gerald Sullivan, was disbarred, fined, and sent to jail for ten years, for obstruction of justice, falsifying documents, and perjury. He met will several of his mob bosses, while they were serving their time together; and he helped plan the strategies for their upcoming appeals.

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"Cindy, are you ready yet?"

"I am not sure if I will ever be ready for this, Fred.

"Cindy, what is the matter with you. When Fred did it to me, I didn't have any problem with it. I was scared at first, but he was so gentle with me, he made it easy, and he even gave me the best cum of my life, when I came at the end."

"Sandy, you came? I find that hard to believe."

"Did you think you would cum, when Fred popped your cherry?"

"No, I didn't. I was very frightened, and I did not think there was any chance I would cum."

"You did cum though, didn't you?"

"Yes, and it was marvelous. I never thought it was going to happen my first time."

"Do you believe I thought I was going to cum, during my first anal fucking?"

"I don't see how you could; just the thought of something that big going up your ass would have put your mind in a deep freeze."

"I didn't go into a deep freeze, because I trusted Fred. You trust him too, don't you? Look at what he has done for us over the last seven hours. He could have raped us, brutally. We could not have done anything to stop him. However, he has been kind and gentle with us. He has offered us a way out of our problems, with our father. He has offered to help us with our children, if we get pregnant. He has also promised to help mom, if she wants to come with us. I trust him with my body, completely. You should too."

"I do, Sandy, I really do. It is just a very big step, and it is not something I had anticipated doing at nineteen years old."

"Cindy, do you remember the candles you put up your ass, when you were sixteen?"

"You bitch, you saw me do that?"

"Cindy, we are twins, remember? Not only did I see you do it, I felt every inch of the candle go up my ass, as you pushed it up yours. It was quite a rush."

"I thought so too, Sandy. I guess I may as well get this over with. You are going to stay with me, aren't you?"

"I am never going to leave you, baby sister. Wherever I am, I expect you to be close at hand, and that includes the delivery room."

Cindy and Sandy hugged each other and went to find Fred.

Fred looked at the two of them, as they approached him. He said, "Don't bother telling me, I can tell by the look on Cindy's face, she is chickening out."

Sandy answered him sharply. "Fred, you are poor judge of character. My sister has never backed out of anything. She knows if I am able to do something, she not only can do it, she can do it as well, if not better than I can. Don't you ever demean my sister, again?"

"Cindy, I apologize. I thought for sure you would not go forward with this. Are you ready?"

"Yes, Fred, I am ready, and Sandy is going to stay with me."

"That is fine. Let's go to the bedroom and I tell you what to expect, and prepare your body."

Fred told Cindy that at the beginning, he would penetrate her very slowly, with his fingers, to lubricate her. Afterwards, he would put a condom on, lubricate it, and start to penetrate her, until he was halfway in. When she was comfortable, he would continue to move until he was completely inside her. She would feel a lot of pressure, when he was completely inside her, but no more pain from the insertion of his dick. As he started to move, he would play with her pussy and clit, to build her up for a huge orgasm at the end. He told her to trust him, because she would have an orgasm, the likes of which she had never had before. He wished she had more orgasms to compare this one to, because this orgasm was going to blow all the others out the water.

By the time he finished speaking, Cindy and Sandy were grinning from ear to ear."

Sandy whispered to Cindy, "I told you there was nothing to worry about."

"I believe you, sis. I should never have doubted you in the first place."

Fred retrieved the olive oil from the dinner table and lubricated Cindy's rectum with it. He pushed it deep inside her with one finger and heard her moan. When he poured more oil on two fingers, and inserted them into her ass, it was more of a pain moan than before.

"Cindy you are doing just fine. Try to relax, I have to put one more finger in, and that will be it. Try to relax."

Cindy grabbed Sandy's hand as Fred oiled three fingers, and slid them inside her. This was not a moan; this was a plea for help.

Fred kept his fingers inside her, and rotated them in an attempt to lubricate and stretch muscles. He could feel her, trying to close her muscles down on his digits, and he told her to stop. She was defeating the purpose of his fingers being inside her, and it would only hurt her more later, if she did not follow his instructions.

It took her a few moments, but he felt her relax the sphincter muscles around his fingers. He kissed her and congratulated her on the control she had over her body. He withdrew his fingers from her, and slid on the condom. He told her never to let anyone into her rectum, without protection.

He lay Cindy down, on her back, and lifted her legs to his shoulders.

Cindy looked at his length and width and had a frightened look in her eyes.

Fred smiled at her. "Remember, Cindy, there are things that come out of there that are much bigger than what I am putting in there."

Cindy closed her eyes put her hand to her mouth and started to laugh. Fred took the opportunity to put four inches of his dick inside her.

Cindy stopped laughing, and squeezed Sandy's hand. Sandy kissed her cheek, and said, "Not too bad little sister?"

"He surprised the shit, out of me when he did that."

"I don't think so, Cin. You look a little plugged up to me."

"Very funny, Sandy; you probably looked the same way, when he did it to you."

"Cindy, I told you a little fib. I have not done this yet. I wanted you to go first, so I could watch what happened."

"I am going to beat the crap out of you for lying to me."

"Cindy, if you would look down and see how far in I am now, you will be surprised to see that while you two were busy jabbering away, I managed to get the rest of my dick up inside you. How do you feel?"

"I guess the candles worked, because I feel fine. What happens now?"

"Now the fun begins; we fuck until we come."

Cindy replied, "Let the games begin."

Fred pulled until her hips were slightly off the edge of the bed. He began pulling his prick out slowly and reinserted it the same way. After a short time, he picked up speed and watched Cindy's eyes. They glowed; and her hips started to move in sync with his. When he moved faster, she joined him. As he rotated his hips to the left, she went in the opposite direction, building up friction for both of them. Fred attacked her pussy with his fingers, and Cindy screamed in joy. Her clit was out of its protective hood, and he squeezed it mercilessly. Fred pushed two, then three fingers into her newly opened vagina and searched for that rough spot on the top lining of her sheath. When he found it, Cindy was a goner. She had a dick pounding her ass, a thumb, and a forefinger pinching and tugging on her clit, and now, two fingers rubbing on her 'G' spot. She grabbed Sandy's hand; nearly breaking it, arched her back, and gave out with a mighty scream, "Oh Freddddddd," as she sprayed her cum all over his lower body.

Sandy looked down at her sister, and knew, if she died at that moment, the undertaker's would never get that smile off her face.

Fred did not come. It was a little too soon for him, considering all the activity he had this evening. He was not worried about it. He enjoyed hearing Cindy going over the edge, just as he had promised her.

He looked at Sandy and smiled. "You are next little girl, and I am looking forward to it."

Sandy grinned back at him and he replied, "So am I, Fred. I never thought I would look forward to something as deviant as this, but it sure looked good."

"I told you before, Sandy, sex in all its forms is wonderful, as long as both parties are consenting adults. I do not like what happened here today. I am just happy that I was helpful."

By 4 AM, Fred had finished with Sandy and the three of them were asleep on the living room floor. The beds were soaked with semen sweat and vaginal fluids, and there was not a dry spot to be found. They took the blankets, pillows, and a spread, laid them on the floor, and went unconscious in seconds. When the house cleaning service arrived at 10 AM, all three were still asleep on the floor. They were naked, and the girls were wrapped around Fred like Ivy. They turned and fled the room.

Fred received a wake-up call at noon, advising him that his parents would be there at 2 PM. He had no problem with that because he had plenty of time to prepare. He took a shower, shaved, and dressed properly for his meeting.

He went into the living room, woke up his charges, and said, "I am having important guests in one hour and forty minutes. I want you showered and dressed in twenty-five minutes. Move it."

Cindy and Sandy flew into the shower and started their morning ablutions. Fred wrote down the information they needed to contact him, and wrapped it in a two tiny pieces of plastic. When the girls exited the bathroom, naked, he said, "Come here, and bend over the arm of chair."

Both girls did as they were told, without any argument.

He spread Sandy's cheeks first, placed the piece of plastic over the winking eye, and pushed it in as far as it would go, with his index finger. He did the same with Cindy a moment later. When he was finished he said, "Don't lose those instructions. I will be very disappointed if you do. Get dressed."

Five minutes later, both girls were completely dressed, sitting on the couch watching television.

Fred called room service, and ordered coffee, espresso, pastry, and fruit, as well as house cleaner service, immediately. Ten minutes later the housecleaning crew was in the suite and at a 1:45 PM the coffee and food service arrived.

At 1:50 PM Fred called and asked for one person from the security staff to come up to the suite. When he arrived, Fred asked him to stand at the door, until he told him otherwise. He was expecting important company, and when they arrived, he was to show them in immediately, and forget who they were.

Promptly at 2 o'clock his bosses showed up. He showed them into the kitchen for a quick private conversation. He said, "Gentlemen, two young ladies are still here from last night. I took the liberty of ordering a security guard from the hotel to stand at the front door. With your permission, I would like to have him escort the girls down to the lobby and have the security guard watch them, until our business is done. At that time he can return them to this room, until the transfer is made at 4 o'clock."

Joe Lombardo said, "Good plan, Fred, get rid of the girls."

"Cindy, Sandy, come with me." He opened the front door and escorted the girls into the hallway. He told the security what to do. He handed him a $100 bill, and told him if the girls returned with a scratch on their bodies, he would be found floating in the Delaware River."