Roderick's Tale

Mother's hand remained on my penis, gently tickling it. If she hadn't done so, I likely would have gone soft again. Mother squirmed under the woman's gaze.

"I have no sapphic leanings," Mother declared. Though even to my ears, I could hear her lack of conviction.

The woman laughed at my mother. "Of course you do. Your eyes haven't left Edith or Faith, other than for necessity. I can see the desire on your face. It is as plain as day. This is good." The woman turned and walked back to the chair. "Continue, daughter."

The last length of Edith's chemise was cut, and it fell to the ground.

As soon as Edith came into view, mother let out a moan before shifting and sliding my penis into her steaming hot sex.

The woman laughed at the scene playing out before her. "Faith, join your cousin, so Celeste and Roderick have lots to look at."

I took in Edith's naked form as Faith complied with the order. Both Mother and Faith are beautiful ladies; to me, though, Edith looked like a goddess.

Truthfully, Edith's body looked quite similar to Faith's. They both had the perky breasts of youth, the slender hourglass figures common to the women of our family, and long, muscular legs. The subtle divergences, though, made all the difference to me. Edith's areola were slightly smaller, and her breasts fit her body slightly better. The curls on her pubis were imperceptibly more pleasing to the eye.

Perhaps it was simply the attraction I'd always held for Edith that made the difference, but I longed for her.

As my mother began to move, the sensations she elicited were tremendous. All my attention was drawn to the physical. The feel of the inside of her vagina wrapping around my length. The movement of her soft skin on mine. Already, in such a short time, I could feel my pleasure coming.

"Mother," I panted out. "Mother!"

She continued to move and stimulate. My mind exploded. It felt as though my entire body was tingling in waves of pleasure radiating from my penis. I felt my ejaculate pumping out of me, deep into my mother's womb.

Slowly Mother stopped her movements before she stood. I watched as my seed dripped out of her crevasse and trailed down her thighs.

"Excellent!" the woman and her daughter exclaimed together. The daughter clapped her hands.

The woman came over to see the mess I'd wrought.

"Fantastic! Roderick, so, what do you think of the pleasures of the body?" the woman asked, her face showing genuine curiosity.

"It was indescribable," I replied. Even though her back was turned to me, I looked at my mother. "Thank you, Mother. Though I wish this had never happened, thank you for the pleasures you gave me."

Mother didn't look at me, and I could see her shoulders moving as though she were crying.

The woman walked over to Mother and gave her a hug. "There, there, Celeste. It isn't all bad. Lay down on the bed. I noticed you didn't get release. Perhaps your niece could give it to you with her mouth."

"What?" Mother and Edith said at once, both of them turning to the woman.

She looked at mother, ignoring Edith. "Don't look at me like that woman. I can see your sapphic desires. You have long wanted to feel the touch of a woman--" She turned to look at Edith and continued, "And Edith has been eyeing Celeste and Faith as well. Not as much, though."

At these words, Edith blushed deeper and glanced at me. I could see some truth in the comments the woman spoke.

"Since Roderick will need some time to recover-- Celeste, lay on the bed, Edith, get on top of her, and kiss your aunt."

Chapter 4

The woman gave Mother a push to get her moving before directing Faith toward me.

"Faith, uncouple your brother's hands and sit on his lap. Then the two of you can watch the show," the woman said, taking a seat in one of the chairs. Her daughter sat in one of the other vacated chairs.

While Faith undid the belts holding my arms in place, I couldn't help but see the sway of her pert breasts, hanging as she worked bent over. Their movement mesmerized me.

When Faith stood upright again, she noticed where my gaze was, and she blushed crimson again.

The woman and daughter urged Faith into my lap. Again, I was taken by the differences between my skin and the womens'. Faith was soft and smooth, like Mother, but somehow more so, and already I could feel my penis twitch. Though I hated the situation, having the opportunity to feel the sensations of sex again was a potent drug. I wanted the chance to mate with my sister and cousin.

With my hands freed, I wrapped my arms around Faith, giving her a hug. At first, she stiffened in my arms but soon relaxed when she realized I was trying to comfort her.

Once she relaxed, I turned my attention to the bed. Mother and Edith kissed passionately. I had never seen anything like it; their actions were so erotic.

Mother, on her back, had her hands roaming Edith's body. Likewise, Edith's hands groped and grasped Mother's breasts. Watching this, I wanted-- something. I just wish I knew what it was.

The next thing I knew, Mother's hands were on Edith's head. At first, I thought Mother was pushing Edith away. However, it soon became apparent that Mother wanted Edith to move down her body. Complying, Edith continued to kiss Mother's body, moving lower and lower. When She reached Mother's breasts, she took the far nipple into her mouth. I could see she sucked hard on Mother.

Mother let out a loud moan as soon as Edith took her breast to her mouth. All the while, Edith toyed with Mother's other breast. She switched between breasts giving them equal attention, earning an affirming moan from Mother each time she began to suck anew.

Soon, Mother directed Edith lower. This brought Edith's head up, and I could see the unspoken question on her face.

Mother took in her visage and simply pleaded, "Please."

Edith gave a slight nod before resuming her kisses down Mother's body.

As I watched this, Faith squirmed a little in my lap. I glanced at my sister, and her eyes were also directed at the bed. I thought her squirming might signify her desire to feel what Mother felt.

I couldn't reach Faith's breasts with my mouth, the way we were situated, so I placed a gentle kiss on her shoulder. I followed with another one where her neck and shoulder met, and she let out a sigh. I took this sound to mean that she enjoyed what I was doing.

I became bolder; I moved my arm so that my hand settled on Faith's breast. Immediately I felt her nipple harden in my hand.

At first, Faith tilted her head to give me better access, but then when my hand settled on her breast, it was as though she realized what was happening. She froze up, and I stopped moving.

"Please don't, Rodi," Faith said in a whisper. From her voice, I could tell she was on the verge of tears.

I whispered into her ear. "I'm sorry, Faith. I don't wish to harm you. I love you and want you to feel loved and protected."

At my words, Faith burst into tears yet cuddled into me. She buried her face into my collarbone and cried. I was at a loss but rubbed her back and held her close.

When I looked up, the woman was looking at me. Her face looked kind, but her eyes still showed evil intent. It was as though she saw me doing as a brother and man should.

She turned back to look at the bed, and my eyes were sent there too, when a loud moan, almost a scream, sounded from my mother.

It looked as though Mother had not moved, other than her hips were raised off the bed. Edith was lying on her stomach, with her head at Mother's sex, her arms wrapped tight around her aunt's legs. Mother's hands were holding Edith fast to her pubis. I could hear what sounded like sucking and licking, though I could not see what Edith was actually doing.

A moment later, Mother's hips fell back to the bed, and she relaxed completely, her eyes closed.

"What happened? Will she be all right?" I asked as worry lanced through me.

The woman laughed, drawing my attention. "Your mother is fine. She simply had what looked like a phenomenal orgasm."

The woman looked over at me, again smiling evilly. "I think now, looking at you, that it is time for your sister to lose her maidenhead."

My eyes went wide, and Faith's head snapped up to look at the woman.

"No! No! Please, I can't. Rodi can't be the one to take my virginity! I must be pure for my wedding!" Faith argued in her defence.

The woman stood, followed by her daughter, and they walked over beside us. The entire time Faith looked at the woman with a fearful yet hopeful expression. A bad feeling settled over me when the woman stood on one side of us and her daughter on the other. I pulled Faith closer to my chest to protect her from the malice of these two women.

The woman reached out and gently yet firmly took Faith's hand and placed it on her daughter's pregnant belly. "Do you feel that, dear? Do you feel that life in my daughter's womb? Your father put his seed in my daughter before marriage, and he made her impure. You are going to pay for the sins of your father," she explained, her voice progressively becoming more and more hostile.

She released Faith's hand and lowered herself so her face was close to Faith's. Almost sweetly, she continued, "Precious child, Faith, your brother is not going to take your virginity; you are going to give it to him freely. And you should be thankful that I am not having one of my men rip it from you."

"Do you see my man there?" The woman pointed to one of the mountainous men, who remained standing along the wall. When he was pointed out, I couldn't help but look, and even I could see the prominent bulge in his trousers. She continued, "I walked in on him once while he ravished one of my servant girls. I must say that it terrified me to see. He was like some animalistic beast as he rutted with her. She felt no pleasure. In fact, we were forced to dismiss her from our service, as she was useless to us afterwards. As you can see, he would be more than willing to take you."

"No," I said firmly. "If it must be done, then I will do it."

The woman turned to look at me, smiling. She stood upright and looked at Faith again. "You see, Faith, your brother is a good man. Even in a situation such as this, he is willing to do what needs doing to protect his family."

The woman turned and walked to the bed. Edith sat on the far corner of the bed, with her back to the post, watching our exchange with wide eyes. Though still lying unmoving, my mother also had her face turned toward us, eyes intent.

"I will say, Celeste, you seemed to have bread the vileness out of your husband's line. That or perhaps you raised your son better." She turned to her daughter, "We'll have to discuss this over tea sometime. There was that article from that Galton fellow on nature or nurture. Interesting."

It was odd hearing this woman who broke into our home, killed my cousin, and forced the rest of my family and I into debauched activities, speak about such a normal thing; it was as though she were discussing the matter over a meal.

At the bed, she turned and looked at Faith and I. "Now Faith, how would you like to be? Would you rather your brother remain where he is, or would you prefer to be on the bed?"

Faith sobbed, and I comforted her as best I could. Unfortunately, with everything, even Faith's sobbing was enough to cause her body to rub against my erection, ensuring I remained hard.

"Don't make me ask again, Faith."

Faith emitted another raking sob, but she turned to straddle me, lowering her face into my neck.

I could feel her firm breasts pressing into my chest. I couldn't help but feel the hard nubs of her nipples, tracing their way across my chest as she moved.

"Very good, Faith. Now one final step, line up his cock with your pussy, and impale yourself," the woman cooed.

I hated this woman for making this happen, but at the same time, I felt desire for what Faith would be giving to me.

Faith didn't move. She simply cried into my shoulder.

I held her close, gently rubbing her back.

I could see the woman becoming impatient, I knew Faith needed to do something soon, or there would be trouble.

"Do you want me to help you, Faith?" I whispered into her ear.

She didn't say anything, but I felt her nod. I pulled one hand off her back, bringing it between our bodies. I grasped my penis.

"Raise up Faith." She did as I instructed, and I lifted myself and aimed it straight up when there was enough room. "All right, lower yourself."

Faith lowered her hips, and we both gasped as our genitals came into contact. Her warm wetness was exquisite.

I could feel Faith take a few breaths and then tense as though she would take the plunge; however, she never did.

Her face still turned into my shoulder, and whispered, "Rodi, I can't do it."

"Yes, you can. I will help you," I replied, kissing her shoulder. "I love you, Faith. Have no doubt of that. No matter what. I love you." She sobbed harder into my shoulder.

I took a deep, steadying breath and moved my hands to her hips. I revelled in the feel of her skin as my hands moved.

"Now, do as you were. When I count to three, push down on me. I will help you. Ready? One. Two--" I felt my sister tense in my hands. "--Three."

I felt Faith begin to push down, and I pulled her down with my hands. I could feel my penis push up to something and then tear through. Faith's sex gripped me like nothing I could fathom. It was similar to my mother's sex, yet tighter and different.

As my penis penetrated Faith, she let out a whimper and sucked in her breath. Embedded in her, I raised my hands to her back again and held her, not moving.

I closed my eyes to let the physical sensations wash over me.

I heard someone moving, and a moment later, I could feel someone's breath on my cheek above Faith's head.

The woman's voice softly spoke to the two of us. I don't know if the others heard or not. "That was beautiful. Faith, he really does love you. Had he not done what he did, my man would have. One last step, though. Roderick needs to blast his cum deep into your womb. For that, you need to move. You need to stimulate him, and if you do it right, then you'll like it too."

Faith simply buried her face deeper into my shoulder, and I hugged her tighter.

The woman walked away, and Faith peeked up. She looked at my face, and I looked into her eyes.

"Thank you, Rodi," Faith said before leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on my cheek.

Despite the tender moment I shared with my sister, my inner animal wanted out. Faith's small movements, between her sobs and adjusting to being penetrated for the first time, I was going crazy. I knew the basic mechanics from my first time with Mother, and so I rocked my hips as much as the chair and my restrained legs would allow.

The slight movement made pleasure shoot through me and made me want more.

Faith closed her eyes and let out a quiet moan as I moved. She began rocking her hips in time with mine. Together we built a rhythm, and I knew it brought me closer to the edge.

I don't know how long we worked together, but I began to feel the strain of our efforts. Sweat beaded on my brow and dripped down my back. We both let out sighs, moans, and grunts from the pleasure of our movements.

Without warning, Faith grunted, driving herself down on my penis. Her entire body went rigid as though every muscle clenched at one time, and I could feel her sex pulsing on my length. That alone almost pushed me over the edge, but I controlled myself.

When Faith relaxed again, I began rocking my hips once more. Faith moaned again, louder now. Her hips again marked time with mine.

"I'm close, Sister!"

At my words, Faith increased her movements, pushing me past the point of no return. I thrust up as far as I could, raising my butt off the chair. I drove myself into Faith as far as I could go, as my seed shot out of me, messing my sister's sex.

A second after I thrust deep, Faith went rigid again. I could feel her sex milking my penis, ensuring every drop of semen was deposited where it could get her pregnant.

After a moment, when I was spent, I settled back onto the chair.

The woman and her daughter clapped. "Well done, Roderick. That was a pleasure to watch. You ensured your sister remained safe and that she enjoyed herself, all while placing your impregnating essence where it will do its job."

Despite everything, I couldn't help but feel pride in this evil woman's words.

"Celeste, Edith, please help dear Faith down from Roderick. I fear she will be unsteady on her feet after a fucking like that." My mother and cousin did as instructed. "It might not have been rough, but it was intense."

My flaccid penis fell from her sex when Faith was aided down, and a stream of our combined fluids dripped down her legs.

I felt awed at the sight of my beautiful sister dripping my semen.

"Who is left? Ah yes, Edith," the woman said. "While Celeste helps her daughter to lay on the bed, why don't you remove Roderick's restraints? Then he can take you on the bed. I think after everything, you are all going to be quite tired. I know I'm getting tired."

As the woman spoke, I realized how tired I really was. I glanced at the clock on the mantle, and it was almost one o'clock in the morning. When I thought about everything that happened, I wasn't really surprised.

Chapter 5

Edith knelt in front of me and removed the belts restraining my legs. Finally free, I offered my hand to Edith, and together we stood.

Due to our positions, when we stood, we were quite close. Then, I was unsteady because I had been sitting for so long. I was forced to reach out and grab Edith's shoulder to keep from falling.

When I steadied myself, I looked at Edith, and we both blushed.

"Come, come," the woman said in exasperation. "If you want us to leave so we can all get to bed, then we need to get a move on it. To the bed. To the bed."

Edith and I walked to the bed, and she sat on the edge. As I walked, I knew I was in trouble. My penis remained utterly flaccid. Though I desired Edith above all, my manhood was not responding. I knew to finish this woman's plan, it was all centred on me.

I remained standing by the bed. "Madam, I don't--" Though I spoke to the woman, I was looking at my member.

"What? Oh. Edith, dear, take him into your mouth. Please him how you pleased your aunt. Be careful not to use your teeth, and be gentle with his balls," the woman instructed. Her tone implied this was a routine and everyday occurrence.

I looked up when I felt someone touch my hips to see Edith directing me to stand in front of her.

Tentatively Edith reached out and took my penis in her hand. She played with it for a moment before, glancing at Mother and Faith momentarily before leaning in and sucking my penis into her mouth.

It felt wonderful. Not quite as good as being in Mother or Faith's sex, but quite extraordinary all the same. I could feel as her tongue lavished attention along the underside of my penis, causing pleasure to radiate out. It didn't take long before I could feel my member lengthening.

I looked over at Mother and Faith. They were sitting near the head of the bed, and they both looked on. Mother looked impassive as she watched. Faith, however, I wasn't sure about; it almost looked as though she looked at Edith and I with longing.

Soon, as I grew, Edith was unable to take my entire length into her mouth. She pushed down my size until I hit the back of her mouth before she pulled back to the tip and swirled her tongue around the head.

I groaned at the sensation.

"Enough! We need him to cum inside you, not in your mouth. You won't become pregnant that way," the woman said. "Move back into the middle of the bed so Roderick may mount you."