“Well usually this is when I take my clothes off and model for Lauren,” I responded
“That’s it? You just model? The way I hear it is she makes a few sketches and then you fuck her. Am I right about that?”
“Ahh. Sometimes.”
“What about Sandra. Do also you fuck her at these modeling sessions? Or is that just for the calculus tutoring?”
“Ahh. Sometimes. If she is here. Yeah, usually both.”
I looked over at Lauren and realized to my surprise that she was very aroused. Her dark nipples were swollen and I could see her gleaming pussy lips through her bush. When I looked at Sandra she was the same. They were getting incredibly turned on by this situation.
“Well Richard, let me tell you what we are going to do. This may surprise you. I mean after all I am a Mormon banker, a paragon of virtue, but I like to watch other men fuck my women . . . my wife, my sister, even my mother. I think we should spend the brief time we have remaining with me watching you fuck my sister and my wife. Is that idea okay with you Richard? Are you willing to fuck my women for me, just like you do every Wednesday and Thursday afternoon?”
I nodded yes, hoping I wasn’t signing my own death warrant.
He looked over at Lauren and Sandra and asked, “What about you two? Do you want this red necked cowboy’s big dick in your cunts while I watch this afternoon? How about it ladies?”
They both nodded yes. Sandra’s eyes were large, but Lauren had that slitty eyed look she got when she was very horny and trying to seduce someone.
“Okay. Great. So here’s how we’re going to do this. First we need to get your dick good and hard son. This has probably been a little intimidating for you.”
No shit, I thought.
“So I’m going to take the girls’ gags off and you are going to stand in front of each of them and let her suck your dick. They’ll still be tied up. I kind of like them that way, but I want to watch them get you hard. Now you need to get naked. You’re the only person in the room with clothes on.”
I took my clothes off and was about to step up to Lauren when Ben spoke up again, “Wait a minute Richard. There’s one more thing. Your hands need to be tied behind your back.”
“What?”
“You don’t mind I hope. I’m kind of into rope. Actually, the whole family is. Except maybe this kid Andrew that Sandra has gone and got herself betrothed to. We’re none of us quite sure what he is into. So far he shows no sign of interest in anything the rest of us recognize as sex.” Sandra was violently shaking her head.
“Yeah, yeah Sandra,” Ben said looking over at his sister. “We all know you don’t like him either. It’s all Jane’s idea. My god the way our Mother looks at it you would think this kid was the second coming of Brigham Young.”
“But enough of our family problems. Get over here and let me tie you up Richard. I want to watch you put this legendary big dick of yours to work on these two women and I am running out of time.” When I stepped over to him I noticed that his dick was about three-quarters erect. This really was a turn on for him.
After tying my hands behind my back he removed each woman’s gag and then sat stroking his cock as he watched first his sister and then his wife suck on my cock.
As soon as the gags were released each woman called Ben several profane names, but they both did a great job sucking my cock with no hands. It was a little awkward at first because my cock wasn’t fully erect. The conversation with Ben had been more than a little intimidating. But Sandra did a great job of bobbing her head down until she could slurp my dangling partially engorged cock into her mouth. It looked a bit like bobbing for apples. But once Sandra had my cock in her talented mouth she quickly brought me to full erection. When I shifted to Lauren there was no problem with maintaining my erection for easy access.
I wanted to use my hands to grab their heads and fuck their faces, but with my hands tied . . . well you can’t have everything and I was still getting a great blow job; no two great blow jobs. In no time at all I was hard as a rock. I looked over at Ben a couple of times and noticed that he was fully erect also, standing there stroking a very impressive looking cock. I’m not much into to comparing dicks but he might well have been just a bit bigger than me.
There was a worktable on one side of the studio. Once both girls had sucked my cock for a period Ben deemed adequate (could have gone on forever for me) he untied each of them and then retied each one to the table, her face down, feet on the floor and arms linked and tied beneath the table. They were on opposite ends of the worktable each bent over at the waist but standing with legs spread and pussy exposed. My job was to step up behind each girl and fuck her ferociously. Ben even untied my hands for this so I could administer a few sharp slaps to the buttocks of each. We were all so horny by this time that no one objected to the extreme perverted entertainment we were providing to Ben. He stood to the side and continue to stroke his huge boner.
I fucked each woman until she reached a climax. Then Ben untied her and she returned to the chair she had been tied down in. Sandra was first and then Lauren who had a strong climax with a lot of swearing much of it aimed at Ben for being such an asshole.
By the time Lauren finished Ben was fully dressed and headed for the door. There was still a large tent in his pants.
“Hey, wait,” I said loudly. “Ben, did you get off?”
“No,” he replied. “I’m saving it for the nanny. She knows that if she has the kids in bed by the time I get home she is going to get laid. She thinks it’s a secret from Lauren but that just makes it better for her.”
“You are such an asshole Ben,” Lauren said.
He grinned and said, “I know. That’s why you love me.”
Once Ben was out the door, both women apologized for their perverted relation and then quickly brought me to a climax with their mouths which I sprayed all over their tits.
Once I quit gasping for breath I collapsed into the old couch and said, “My god you two. What the hell was all that about?”
Sandra sniggered and then both girls began laughing so hard they were holding their sides. Finally Lauren spoke up saying, “Welcome to the family Richard. None of us are quite what we appear to be.”
Sandra said, “Oh and just so you know, I kind of get a kick out of that rope business. I think Lauren does to don’t you Lauren?”
“Yeah it’s not bad. But I like it better when I am the one tying others up.”
From there we moved back to the apartment and spent the rest of the evening drinking cheap wine while the girls told me stories of the perverted members of their greater family. When we finally went to bed (all three of us in one bed) I told Sandra that we would have to get up early so we could study calculus. She groaned but she got up at 6:30 and worked at it until about 8:30 when we made love. We barely got to our 10:00 o’clock English Lit class. Staying awake was tough as there hadn’t been much sleep the night before.
Things went along smoothly enough until BYU’s Spring Break. By smoothly enough, I mean I was having sex regularly with each of Sandra and Lauren, sometimes the two of them together, the modeling was going well enough, and it certainly paid better than washing dishes in the dormitory. I had aced the midterm exams in all my classes and there didn’t seem to be any more family angst from Sandra and her relatives. How good could life get, I thought?
Spring Break brought more changes; more information I hadn’t known about people who were not what they seemed. This time it was my relatives rather than Sandra’s. For Spring Break I had decided to get on a Greyhound and go home, well at least to my Sister’s place in Idaho Falls. I had coffee with my Father again. No new news there other than a long description of his plans to combine the feed and grain store he was running in Idaho Falls with the one he already owned at home in some form of convoluted partnership and to follow-up on that by acquiring a few more similar stores in small town Eastern Idaho.
He also told me that my Mother wanted to tell me her side of the story and he loaned me his pick-up to make the 50-mile drive to the small town I had grown up in and where my mother and her lovers, Lou and Sherry, were living. I left Idaho Falls early so it was only about 9:00 by the time I pulled into the gravel parking area before my old home. There were still patches of snow on the ground. The town I was raised in lies on the Snake River plain. It is flat unlike the rugged mountains that surround it but that far east it is pretty high, nearly 5,000 feet. Spring comes late in that country.
It was a weekday when I arrived so Lou was at the family feed and grain store and Sherry had gone out to her and Lou’s ranch for some unexplained reason.
After a brief hug Mom said, “It’s too cold to sit on the porch. Let’s sit here in the kitchen where it’s warm. There is a lot to talk about.”
“Yeah I guess there is.”
“Do you drink coffee now?” she asked.
“Yes, and I wish I had bought a cup before I left Idaho Falls (Idaho Falls is a predominantly Mormon town but not like Provo. Even in those days there were a couple of places in town where you could get a coffee to go without having to use a secret password).”
“Let me make us some fresh. What I made this morning is cold.”
“You drink coffee now Mom?”
She laughed. “Yeah. And there are a lot of things around here that have changed or that you didn’t know about before you left. That’s what we need to talk about.” While Mom brewed up coffee I took a seat at the kitchen table where Dad used to help me with my homework. Once we were seated with coffee before us my mother sat in silence obviously trying to choose her words.
“I don’t know how to start apologizing to you. Your father and I . . .”
“Wait Mom. I don’t think you and Dad owe me any apology. What you and Dad choose to do with your sex lives is strictly your business. It’s not up to me. It’s not up to my sister Karen. And it’s certainly not up to all these busy bodies who live around you and would love to gossip and worse about how you and Dad have chosen to live your lives. I’ve learned a lot about people since I’ve been away and one thing I’ve come to believe is that a person’s decisions about their sex life is their decision and no one else’s. Even your partners have to respect what you decide.”
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