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-- Ellen the Embezzler 2 --

[To date: My somewhat promiscuous stepdaughter Ellen was never noted for her innocence or virtues, but I'd never thought her a thief either. That is, until her boss Harold caught her embezzling office funds from his real estate business.

Basically a nice guy, and since he and I had been friends for years, he made Ellen an offer she couldn't refuse. He wouldn't bring criminal charges against her, she could even keep her job .. if she agreed to give him sexual favors on demand, in effect to become his sex toy. Humiliated at being caught, terrified of criminal prosecution, Ellen agreed to his demands and submitted to his desires.

After a few sessions, Harold decided to bring in his mentally handicapped son Junior, 21 years old and physically very fit .. but with the mental capacity of a ten year old.

Ellen accepted him as well, and apparently had no complaints at all about servicing the two men .. especially once she experienced the pleasures the well-endowed Junior instinctively and innocently gave her!

I caught the three of them having sex at the office after work one day, and convinced Harold to let me join in the arrangement. He agreed, my stepdaughter was forced to accept me as yet another user of her very nice assets and skills, and the three of us fucked her and enjoyed her expert sucking for several weeks.
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--- More Pleasant Surroundings ---

After several more sessions in the storage room, I suggested to Harold that we move our sexual play to Ellen's house, since her son usually worked late and it would be much more comfortable and convenient. He agreed: he didn't like the storage room either, and some games he wanted to play with Ellen could be done much better with a proper bedroom and bed. Ellen at first wasn't enthusiastic about the idea of using her home and bedroom for our meetings, concerned that we might be seen coming there, that neighbors might talk, that her son might catch us. Harold and I both shrugged all that off: there was no one to see, the neighbors didn't matter, and Ellen's son Martin regularly worked until 8 or later every evening in the week. We'd be done with her and gone long before he would arrive home.

We had several satisfactory and lengthy sexual sessions at Ellen's house, and they went very well. It was much nicer having her big bed, and we could now all get undressed to enjoy ourselves. Snooping around, I found some of Ellen's sex toys (much to her embarrassment), and they added to our fun (and of course Ellen's excitement and stimulation). And when we were done, we could leave an exhausted and sated Ellen sprawled in her own bed to recover from the heavy sex and repeated orgasms.

Resting between bouts at one of our meetings in Ellen's bedroom, I asked Harold if his wife might wonder why he was coming home so late from work, but he wasn't concerned. She never had been interested in sex, was just happy with the comfortable lifestyle his income provided her. "To be honest," he said as he watched with pleasure as Ellen's mouth moved and sucked on his cock, "I'll bet she already knows I'm having sex with someone, she might even know it's Ellen here, but she just doesn't care. Oh she might be concerned if it threatened the marriage or her lifestyle .. but me fucking the bookkeeper? That's no problem for her."

He nodded toward his son Junior, who was taking his usual energetic care to give a long heavy fuck to the moaning and overexcited Ellen.

"I'm pretty sure she knows I'm looking out for Junior here, making sure he's getting laid and all. That was a problem before: he was horny all the time, and it could be embarrassing, especially when he started sniffing around neighborhood girls and wives and all. He didn't mean any harm, he didn't know any better. But he knew he was horny, he was missing out on something, and he was starting to figure out that girls might be the answer."

Harold shook his head, "That really had me worried for a while. I didn't want Junior to get in any trouble, and I certainly didn't want to put him in some sort of home. So when Ellen got herself in this spot of hers, and when I realized it would be just as simple for her to fuck both of us .. well, that was a no-brainer!"

He looked over Ellen's naked back at the sight of Junior's long cock, visible between her full buttocks, sliding in and out of Ellen's cunt, wet and shiny with her juices.

"You really should've been there for Junior's first time fucking Ellen, that was something else," Harold laughed. "But he sure caught on quick enough once I showed him how.

"No question, Junior just loves fucking this girl, the boy can't get enough of her! He's always real gentle with her though .. I mean, other than fucking her about half to death!" We listened to her soft moans of pleasure, escaping around the cock shaft filling her mouth. "And she does seem to like Junior's cock too!" We both grinned: no argument about that!

--- The family Reunion ---

We were in a typical posture: the naked Ellen kneeling at the edge of the bed, with Junior standing behind her taking his long pleasurable strokes in her cunt. Her face was buried in Harold's lap as he sat comfortably at her head, with his cock buried in her expertly sucking mouth. I was sitting beside Ellen's naked body, fondling her breasts and squeezing her nipples as I gently played with her clitoris. I'd already fucked her once, and was resting up before deciding whether to enjoy her wonderful cunt again, or let her service me with one of her great blow jobs.

Harold and I had agreed to take care to maximize Ellen's sexual rewards: her pleasure and increased excitement, her multiple orgasms, all would give us more opportunity for our own games, and she'd be more likely to want to continue being our sex toy indefinitely. For Junior of course, it didn't matter: so long as he got to fuck her cunt for at least two or three climaxes, he was happy. Harold and I both got the use of her wonderful wet cunt as well, of course, but Harold actually preferred the oral sex, the blow jobs, at which Ellen was so expert.

Squeezing her breast and casually listening to her moans growing louder as her excitement grew, I heard a noise, the front door opening, and I heard Ellen's son Martin's voice.

"Hey, Mom? You home? You have guests? Hey, is Grandpa here?" Well, that was obvious, from the cars out front.

Ellen was startled. Pulling her mouth away from Harold's cock, she gasped, "Oh god, it's Martin! Ohh, I don't want him to .. he can't see you all doing this with me ..."

I reassured her, "Hey, don't worry: I'll go out and talk to him. You just stay right here." I gestured to Harold, "Go ahead, put your cock back in her mouth, give her something to do. Everything'll be all right." Grinning, Harold grabbed Ellen's head and pushed his cock back against her lips, muffling her protests. With a soft whine of worry, Ellen took him back in and resignedly continued her sucking.

I gave Ellen's breast a last reassuring squeeze, quickly wrapped a towel around my waist, and met Martin in the living room. "Grandpa!" he exclaimed. He was surprised to see my lack of dress and, eyes big, glanced back toward his mother's bedroom that he'd just seen me come out of. "Is Mom .." I saw him blush as he worked it out. "Oh .. you .. are you and Mom ..?" He didn't quite know how to ask the obvious.

I nodded, leading him back into the kitchen. "How about a beer, and I'll tell you what's going on."

Sitting back at the living room couch, I explained the full story, how his mother had been caught by her boss embezzling, the arrangement she'd agreed to for sex with her boss and his son, and then me joining them.

"So all three of you are .. fucking her? And Mister J's back there right now? And Junior too?" he asked, and I nodded. I noticed something curious: Martin treated my information about us all having sex with his mother almost casually. He didn't show much surprise at my revealing his mother's unusual sexual agreement with us, along with her unsaid but obvious promiscuity, and I asked him about that.

"Well, it isn't the first time Mom's brought some guy home for sex," he said. "She's done it lots of times, some guy she met at a bar or club, or maybe at someone's party. She thinks maybe she owes him for dinner or buying her drinks, or for just being nice to her. Or she maybe just has the hots for some of these guys, I don't know. But she doesn't think twice about bringing them back here for fun." He looked sad and perhaps a little angry. "Even more than one!"

"Your mom brings more than one guy back here to have sex with her?" I asked curiously, always interested in more details on my promiscuous stepdaughter.

"Well, yeah, a couple of times." He shook his head. "That usually means I won't be getting much sleep .. I mean, with my bedroom right next to hers, and all the noise they usually make with those guys taking turns or doubling up on her!" He sighed again, "I wish she'd show a little more .. I donno, good taste? in the guys she finds to fuck her, I mean." I blinked at the vulgarity, and he continued. "Sometimes I think I'm the only guy in the whole world she won't fuck!"

That startled me. "You've .. you've tried to have sex with your mother?" I asked, keeping my tone casual.

"Sure .. I mean, have you looked at her?" he asked me, surprise in his voice, and then blushed, remembering what I'd probably been doing just before his arrival. "Well, yeah, of course you have. I mean, she's hot, you know? With that figure of hers, those great tits .. and I know she likes sex! You should hear the sounds she's making when some guy really gets her hot .." He pauses and flushed with embarrassment. "Oh yeah, sorry again. I guess you have." He sighed again, "But sure, I've had the hots for her for about forever!"

He glanced at me, "When I was a lot younger, just a little k**, we used to .. well, you know, DO stuff?" He hurried to explain, "Oh, I don't mean having sex; I guess I was too young for that. But we'd take showers together, and she'd .. you know, kind of play with me and get me hard and stuff? It wasn't really sex, but I liked it and I was pretty unhappy when she quit doing those sorts of things." He looked unhappy now. "I guess she thought I was getting too old, or I should get my own girlfriend or something. Or maybe she was just feeling guilty about her playing with me being kind of like i****t or something."

He glanced down the hallway, where we could both hear some soft sounds, excited moans. It sounded like Junior was working Ellen up again, despite her son being right down the hall!

"I mean, I didn't care about that. I really liked being naked with her, taking showers, having her play with me. I thought it was great!"

My conversation with Martin certainly was interesting, but I was getting concerned I might be gone gone too long, that Ellen and the others might be getting concerned about what was going on with me and her son. But I heard the moans grow louder, and figured she had plenty to think about right now; there was no hurry in returning to the bedroom and the fucking trio.

Martin continued, "I tried to have sex with her once, you know. I sneaked into her bedroom, after some guy she'd brought home had already left. I figured since she'd been drinking, since she'd already had sex with him .. well, maybe I could, you know, just pick up where that other guy had left off?" He blushed at my incredulous look. "Yeah, I know, it sounds pretty stupid now .. but after listening to her moaning and stuff .. just like now, yeah, I can hear her, except a lot louder! Well, it seemed like a good idea. And I knew she slept pretty soundly after she'd been drinking. Hell, maybe she wouldn't even notice if I fucked her! Or at least, if I could start doing it, maybe she'd just let me finish, maybe even get in the mood and like me doing it to her!

"Anyway, I found her sprawled out on the bed, naked, not even any covers over her, with the bedside lamp still on, so I could see everything! It was great standing there, getting to look at her naked like that, but I wanted a lot more than that. That really made up my mind I was gonna do it! So I got into bed beside her real careful like, I was already naked, you see. And then, lying there beside her, I kind of played with her and touched her sex parts .. and all she really did was make some sort of sleepy moaning sounds.

"But she spread her legs when I was playing with her cunt, and then she pushed her hand down against mine, you know, like she wanted me to touch her more? So I did, and I was rubbing her clit and fingering her a little, and she seemed to like that because she spread her legs even more, and she was getting wet! Man, I still remember that, looking down at her naked cunt, all bare where she keeps it shaved .. and my fingers going inside her! That was SO hot! But she still didn't wake up!

"So I laid down real carefully on top of her, holding most of my weight off her with my legs and arms, and and I managed to spread her legs apart a little more, and I even got my cock inside her! She was really wet, so I pushed myself all the way into her! Man, did that feel great!" I could see a broad smile on his face, his eyes distant, as he remembered that wonderful moment.

"I remembered thinking, 'Wow, I'm actually fucking Mom!' But as soon as I started stroking, you know, pushing in and out, trying to really fuck her? Well, that's when she woke up! She pushed me off her and sat up and seemed really mad! She told me to get out of there, to get back to my bedroom, and to never try that again! That she was my mother and I was her son, and sons weren't supposed to have sex with their mothers! It was pretty obvious, I guess, what I'd been doing, because she didn't even ask me what had happened. She just made me leave!"

Martin shook his head, "I don't get it really. Not after the stuff we used to do. And heck, I already had my cock inside her. Why wouldn't she just let me finish?"

"Tell me again about what you and your mom used to do, when you were younger" I asked him. If I was going to make this i****t happen between them, I wanted a clearer picture of any past experiences between them.

He described how when he was younger, his mother would regularly give him a bath, joining him naked in the shower. So seeing her naked wasn't that big a thing. She even walked around the house naked sometimes, or she'd have him in her bedroom when she was dressing or undressing. So he knew what her body looked like, and she never minded him looking at her and even being curious about her body. That was how he learned all the names for different parts of her body, even the parts of her sex. She even sat down naked and spread her legs and showed him everything about her cunt, the different words for the different parts! He remembered how surprised he'd been at how complicated her cunt was; he'd only seen her vulva, her cunt lips and its slit before.

This openness between them continued right up into his teens, so the sight of his mother's naked body and her soaping and rubbing and fondling him were a part of their family routine. He remembered her enjoying squeezing and stroking his cock and balls in the shower, getting him all soapy and then rinsing his body and genitals off, stroking his cock the whole time.

Curious, I interjected, "Could you get an erection even that young?" He nodded, yes, he didn't remember getting erections back then, before his mom started playing with him. But then he couldn't remember when she hadn't played with him: it always seemed to be a part of bath time. She could bring him to an erection even at a very young age. When he got older, she even masturbated him a few times: his first ejaculation was while being stroked by his mother's soapy hand, and he remembered her pleased smile and his surprise at the wonderful pleasure as, for the first time, the strange thick white liquid spurted out of his stiff cock and all over her naked breasts.

It wasn't long after that, after she was able to jerk him off, that she started sucking him. She would kneel in the shower, take his cock into her mouth after fondling and stroking it to an erection, and then she'd suck on him. But she never sucked him to a climax, she never gave him a real blow job, although he didn't even know what they were back then.

Soon after that, for no reason that he could tell, she quit taking showers with him altogether, started showing a lot more modesty. He wouldn't see her naked around the house any more, he wasn't invited to climb into her bed and snuggle with her at night, or any of that. And she certainly wasn't playing with him, fondling and sucking him any more! He never knew why, and remembered being hurt and confused at the change in affection and closeness.

--- Handling The Discovery ---

I suggested perhaps he'd like another chance at sex with his mother. I could see the eagerness and excitement in his eyes, "Damned right! I'd love to get to fuck her! I was so close that one time, and I've been thinking about it ever since!" He glanced back down the hallway. "You guys are all fucking her down there right now, aren't you? Do you think I could watch? Maybe .. maybe she'd even let me take a turn? I mean, if you guys are all taking turns?"

We could both hear the sounds of an excited woman in her bedroom, the squeaking of her bed. From the speed and energy of the sounds, I figured that was probably Junior servicing her. Harold didn't have that much energy!

"That's what you're doing, right?" he asked. "Taking turns and fucking my mom over and over again?"

Martin was getting too excited, and he certainly had some exaggerated ideas about an older man's stamina. Junior might be able to fuck the exciting Ellen repeatedly, for multiple climaxes .. but Harold and I were only good for one or two. Well, maybe Martin could do all right too. He was about the same age as Junior, though I had no idea if he was built the same. If he was .. I smiled to myself, his mother was in for one hell of an experience!

I shook my head and told him not this time, I had seen see his mother's concern when she heard her son come home, and I thought she'd still be worried about that. So I was going to have to get back in there and reassure her that everything was all right.

"Yeah," I answered his unspoken question, "and take my turn fucking her too. I don't want her to think anything's wrong."

But later: I promised him I'd let him know when I had a plan and could get things arranged so he'd be able to have sex with his mother without any problems or arguments.

Meanwhile, I wanted him to just pretend we weren't here, let us finish having fun with his mother. We'd do our best to have her not be distracted by him being home.

Then later on, when we'd left and she just had to find out what he was thinking, I advised him, "Don't make a big deal of it, that she had us here or that she was having sex. Show disinterest, let her explain or make excuses if she wants, but just be unconcerned, don't pay much attention to her, as if it doesn't really matter." Martin nodded, and I continued, "If nothing else, just tell her you knew she'd had other men over to go to bed with her; this wasn't really all that different, 'Don't worry about it, Mom!'

"And if she asks what you thought I was here for .. well, just tell your mom you thought she had been having sex with her stepfather all along! That ought to confuse her!"

Grinning, he agreed. I knew he was really looking forward to whatever scheme I could come up with, and just hoped he could convince her everything was fine. I didn't want her to get worried and want to back out of our arrangement.

I returned to an obviously concerned Ellen sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to ignore Harold's playing with her breasts. Martin was sitting on the bed, leaned back against the backboard, his long cock lying half-erect between his legs, obviously bored. I saw some ropes lying on the bed as well: apparently Harold had tried to humor or distract her into playing some bondage games with him, but with her son home, worrying what he and I were talking about, she hadn't been in the mood. I could see from the cum dripping down her thighs that Junior had finally finished fucking her, but apparently she hadn't been in the mood for more sex either and had just been waiting there, worrying.

"Well? What happened?" she asked, concern and stress obvious in her voice. "What did he think, all of you being here, and you not even dressed!"

I shrugged and kept it casual. "He isn't really surprised that we're here," I said. "He told me he kind of suspected you were doing something after work since you were late coming home, or not answering the phone, that sort of stuff. He'd figured if you were working late, you'd at least answer the phone when you saw his caller ID. So he figured you were fooling around with your boss, since he knew Harold kind of had the hots for you."

I winked at Harold, and continued. "He was a little surprised to see me here though, that I was having sex with you along with your boss and Junior."

"You told him?" she whispered, frowning. "You told him I was letting all three of you fuck me?"

"Well yeah, of course I did!" I replied in a stern voice. "What, I was going to deny it? The cars out front, me with nothing on but a towel .. and he and I could both hear you getting excited and having orgasms all the way down the hall!"

"But he was okay with that too," I continued. Just to distract her, I got imaginative. "I asked him even, if he minded us coming by to play with you and he didn't seem bothered by it at all. He just said that you had guys by all the time, it was no big thing. And it wasn't any of his business anyway."

I saw her frown at that, and wondered if that was reassuring for her or not. I continued, trying to be even more imaginative.

"He seemed a little curious about Junior though, I mean, him knowing about Junior's handicap and all." I glanced over at Junior, but he seemed to be daydreaming and wasn't really paying attention to our conversation at all. "Martin wondered if Junior was doing okay, you know, having sex with you. I told him how Harold had taught him how to do it, even showed him how .." I saw Ellen flush, but she didn't say anything as I continued, "So I let him know Junior was doing just fine though, and you seemed to really enjoy him." I decided to give her another dig. "I mentioned that Junior is built really big, and Harold and I were a little worried about you handling that .. but it turned out to not be a problem at all." I had to work at keeping my face straight at that understatement.

Ellen blushed again, wondering, I supposed, what her son was thinking about her.

I decided to quit screwing with her mind. I still wanted to fuck her again before we were finished for the day, and didn't want her mood completely ruined.

"But then we just talked about how things were going at work. Oh, he's home early because they had to do some electrical repairs where he works, so the boss let everyone come home early. But he'll be able to make up the hours later on in the week, so you don't have to worry about him having a short paycheck."

I patted her on her naked thigh. "Look, honey, just let it go, don't even bring it up with him, and everything will be fine. I don't think he cares about your sex life, really."

She seemed a little reassured and didn't push me away when I started fondling her. But she didn't really respond, wasn't interested in more sex, and suggested it might be time for us to leave.

I shook my head; I wasn't going to let her get moody on us. And I figured it wouldn't give her a reminder as to who was in charge.

"I haven't had my turn with you yet, Ellen! You wouldn't want me to leave without at least one nice fuck of that sweet cunt of yours, would you?"

I heard her gasp of pleasure as my hand slid down between her legs and my fingers moved into the familiar Apache grip: thumb buried in her anus, middle finger buried in her vagina, the two squeezing her tightly as my index finger gently massaged her clitoris. She whined a soft complaint, but I could feel her spreading her legs, lifting her hips to make her body and sex more accessible. I kissed her, a long exciting kiss, enjoying her full lips and feeling better when she relaxed and started kissing me back.

I pulled my mouth away from hers and whispered in her ear, "Now, just relax. We'll have a little more fun and leave just like always; there won't be a problem." Resigned, she accepted my cock and actually came to another orgasm as I fucked her. Junior was ready to fuck her again, but I suggested, and a sated Harold agreed, that we finish for the day. Dressing, the three of us left. Martin wasn't even in sight, apparently following my suggestion to just stay out of sight in his bedroom.

--- A Son's Surprise ---

At our next meeting, Ellen told me that I had been right; Martin hadn't been concerned at all about her visitors in her bedroom, and didn't seem to think it strange or unusual at all that she was having regular sex with her own stepfather, his grandfather.

We started on our usual sexual session. I suggested to her that we add a little bondage, not an unusual thing: she knew I liked tying her up, having her helpless, and Harold and his son never minded if I added that special play to the session. Blindfolded, gagged, wrists and ankles tied to the headstead of her bed placed the naked Ellen on her back, her shaved cunt spread and vulnerable. I knew this sensory isolation produced a very excitable Ellen, with her entire attention focused on her cunt and any other sexual stimulation we would give her. She had hugely powerful orgasms when tied and blindfolded like this, and she knew she could scream as loudly as she wanted with the gag to muffle her orgasmic cries.

Harold had agreed to take his turn first in her cunt, to remind Junior how it worked in this position, to reassure him that nothing was really all that different. Harold fucked Ellen hard and fast and came quickly. After pulling his cock out of her body, he pointed at her gaping cunt and told Junior, "Go ahead, it's your turn, son."

Happily Junior kneeled next to her, pushed his long thick cock into her wet cunt, and began his usual deep energetic stroking. While he was taking his time with his usual lengthy heavy fuck, Harold was fondling her breasts and rubbing her clitoris. The combination of the heavy fucking and stimulation was quickly bringing Ellen to a really excited state: I could hear her muffled moans through the gag. I smiled: she wouldn't be in any condition to wonder what else might be going on, beyond the cock pumping in her cunt and the fingers and hands exciting her.

I quietly stepped out of Ellen's bedroom and opened Martin's closed bedroom door. There he was, just as planned, lying on the bed with just a towel covering his waist, listening to the muffled sounds and squeaking bed revealing the heavy sex going on int the next room. I'd called him earlier, suggesting he park his car somewhere else and walk to his house, staying out of sight until I had his mother all prepared.

I explained the setup, how his mother was bound, gagged, blindfolded as I had planned, and suggested he join us and watch silently until Junior had finished with her. I'd already told Junior to be absolutely quiet, not to say hello to Martin, explaining we wanted it to be a surprise for his mother. Junior understood and was happily willing to play along with the new game. Junior knew Martin from around the office, and they got along well. He was pleasantly surprised to hear that maybe Martin would be fucking "Missy P" along with the rest of us, and promised not to say anything to spoil the surprise.

We quietly walked over to the next room, and Martin watched with rapt attention as Junior continued his usual heavy fucking of the helplessly bound, gagged and blindfolded woman. I was fairly certain Martin had never seen his mother in quite this pose before, despite their earlier familiarity and nudity. She certainly had his attention, and I could see his decently sized cock jutting out from his groin, absolutely rock solid! He was larger than me, so I thought his mother wouldn't be too disappointed anyway.

When Junior finally came and pulled his cock out of Ellen's cunt, a long string of cum drooled down onto the bed. That didn't deter Martin. Naked, he climbed onto the bed, kneeled by his mother's uplifted and spread legs, and guided his hard cock into her gaping cunt. I heard his groan of pleasure as he buried himself to the hilt inside his mother's body, and I heard her gasp of surprise and pleasure as well at the sudden entry of a fresh cock so soon after Junior's heavy ejaculation inside her. I was concerned Ellen might recognize her son's voice, but she didn't, and instead started eagerly rocking her hips as Martin began rapidly fucking her with long hard strokes.

It only took a minute or less until Martin came inside his mother's body. I'd anticipated that, that the overexcited Martin would come too quickly. Well, at least he got a fast hard fuck before he came, I thought.

I could hear his mother moan through the gag, disappointed at his quick climax, but knew she just thought it was me or Harold, with no idea yet another man was in the room to enjoy and use her. And, most important of all, no idea yet that it was her own son! Martin knelt there, holding her legs, savoring the feel of his cock deep inside her body. He wasn't finished with her, I was glad to see, as he began stroking again. This time it took quite a bit longer, and his mother came in an orgasm during the several minutes this second session lasted. When Martin came a second time, and had gotten his breath back, I gestured for him to pull out and get off the bed.

Ellen was still quivering from her own orgasm, and gave me no resistance as I untied her wrists and ankles, pulled her around on the bed, and repositioned her with her head hanging over the bottom end of the mattress. Then I took the soft ropes and, stretching her arms out, retied her wrists to beneath the bed so she was still helpless, gagged and blindfolded, on her back, but with her face and mouth properly positioned for the next cock that wanted her sucking. This wouldn't be a surprise for her either: we'd often had her bound and positioned like this.

I gestured to Harold and pointed to the waiting Junior. "Okay, son," Harold told him, "it's your turn again." Smiling happily, Junior climbed onto Ellen's body and spread her legs wide with his feet and knees. Penetrating her gaping wet cunt, he began his usual heavy fucking, hammering his long cock its full length into her open and unresisting body. I could hear the slap of his body against hers at the bottom of each full heavy stroke, and I could hear Ellen's moans of excitement and pleasure through her gag as the driving cock brought her quickly back toward a peak of pleasure.

I went over to Martin, who was watching the retarded man fucking his mother with such energy and pleasure. "Okay, Martin, now it's your turn again," I whispered in his ear. "Like I told you earlier, get your mom sucking you."

Following my instructions, Martin moved around to the foot of the bed. Standing over his mother's hanging head, he let his hardening cock rest on her face to give her an idea of what was coming. Then he untied and removed the gag from her mouth, quickly replacing it with the head of his cock. I heard Ellen try to say something as the gag came out, but it was quickly muffled by her son's cockhead. Agreeably, even eagerly, she flexed her neck to bend her head even further back, giving Martin access, and he slowly slid his cock into his mother's sucking mouth. Then, being careful not to push too deep in this very vulnerable position, he began a slow stroking of his cock in and out of her mouth. I watched her full lips, shiny with saliva, squeeze around her son's cock shaft, and I could see the look of excitement on Martin's face as he savored the pleasure his mother was giving him.

I waited, letting him enjoy the moment, waiting for Ellen's excitement to build from the unceasing stroking Junior was giving her cunt. It didn't take long: between the sexuality of the hard cock in her mouth and the long cock hammering her cunt and giving her the real sexual stimulation, Ellen quickly came to yet another orgasm, this one particularly powerful. Her body bucked and convulsed beneath Junior's as she lifted her hips up, pushing her cunt even harder against his driving cock. I could hear her moans of pleasure around her son's cock as she came again and again. Then, with a groan of pleasure, Junior came as well, his muscular buttocks clenching as his body squirted his cum deep into Ellen's welcoming cunt.

I looked at Martin, but he didn't seem even close to his own climax. Too bad, I thought; it would've been great for him to come in his mother's mouth just as she was orgasming .. but no matter. We would still be able to make our point, give her our little surprise.

As the helpless woman still quivered in aftershocks from her huge orgasm, I reached down and pulled away the blindfold covering her eyes. Dazed from her orgasmic peak, Ellen squinted her eyes against the light and saw me smiling at her. Her mouth still filled with cock, she glanced up but couldn't see much beyond the dangling testicles hanging over her face, dropping down on her nose as a man held her head steady with his hands on her cheeks as he pushed his cock further into her still-sucking mouth.

"Whose cock is that?" I quietly asked the dazed woman. I gestured to Harold, who came over and stood beside me. Ellen's eyes went to him, back to me .. and then a worried look came over her face as she realized she was looking at both of us and she could account for the third person, Junior: his cock still buried inside her body! I could see the thoughts run through her mind: who owned the cock that she was sucking?

I didn't give her much time to think about it. "Say hello to your mom, Martin," I said with a teasing grin at the helpless woman. Surprise, even shock, was obvious despite the cock still in her mouth as Martin softly said "Hi, Mom!", stroked her cheeks with his fingertips, and pushed his cock even deeper into her mouth.

I could hear her moan as she tried to move her head, to somehow pull her mouth away from the cock she'd been so avidly sucking, but she wasn't successful. With Junior's cock and his weight still holding her pinned to the bed and her own son's cock buried deeply in her mouth, almost down her throat, she was totally helpless.

I could see the unhappiness in her eyes as she tried to moan a protest. I decided to explain to her what we had done, forcing her at the same time to accept this totally compromising and intimate sexual position with her son.

"Martin told me how you used to be so close, so intimate," I said to her softly, ".. and then you stopped. And how he tried to show you how much he loved you by wanting sex with you .. and you refused." I reached down beneath Junior's body, held up by his arms in his usual pushup position, and gently tweaked her nipple. "Well, remember getting fucked when you were tied to the head of the bed? The first time that was Harold, and then Junior, surely you remember Junior!" I smiled at her, "But the next two times somebody came inside you? Remember that, a different cock, after Junior? Well, that was your own son." I could see the surprise and concern in her eyes, and then she closed them, perhaps trying to avoid the truth?

"That's right: Martin fucked you twice. Came in you twice. And that's his cock you're sucking on right now, just like you used to when he was a little boy!"

We could see the unhappiness in her eyes and her sounds of complaint, muffled as they were by her son's cock in her mouth. Martin tried to reassure her. "Mom, I really liked having sex with you! I've always wanted to, and it was even better than I imagined!"

She stared up at him, shaking her head angrily but unable to lose the cock in her mouth.

"So .. if you'd just go ahead and .. you know, suck on me like you did the other guys? I'd really like to see what that feels like!"

Ellen still shook her head no. She was obviously unhappy that she'd been tricked into having sex with her own son. Martin tried moving his cock in and out of her mouth, but she just wasn't going to do it. No way was she going to suck on Martin to give him a climax, so he gave up and pulled out his cock from her mouth. Her mouth free, she started protesting, worried about i****t, about it ruining their lives if her son had sex with her, and all that. I untied her arms and sat her up on the bed, but I didn't want her to have full freedom until we'd worked this out. So, despite her weak attempts to pull away, I tied her wrists to her forearms behind her back, leaving her more comfortable sitting there on the bed, but still helpless and unable to easily move.

--- Sharing Secrets ---

Ellen continued to try to complain, how she just couldn't do this, having sex with her own son. Harold interrupted her with a surprising admission .. well, not surprising to me, but certainly to Ellen and Martin.

"Look, this i****t you're so worried about," he said, "sex with your son and all .. it's not a big deal, really!" He looked at her seriously, his manner and tone convincing. "It's a lot more common than you might think. It's just that people don't talk about it much."

He then went on to describe how he and his younger sister would have sex regularly, ever since he'd first started getting curious about sex and girls. He'd been 13 and she'd been 12 when they started. He was surprised then to find that she wasn't a virgin, that their father had been having regular sex with her for a year or more!

Harold glanced at me and shook his head slightly, and I nodded in understanding. It hadn't just been him and his father having sex with that young girl: his little sister was the first girl that he and I had shared. The three of us had already had many interesting hours, Harold and me curiously exploring his little sister's naked body and the details of her mysterious sex; the two young boys playing with the little girl .. and her really enjoying getting to play with us! I could still remember how, our slim naked bodies gleaming in the sun in the private woods spot we used, how she would giggle as she stroked one of us to an erection. Then she'd play with and squeeze one of our cocks while Harold or I would fondle and finger her bare little cunt.

Our first sexual experience had been with her, when one day she surprised us by suggesting we could stick a hard cock inside that fascinating little cunt of hers, promising us it would feel really good! Fascinated at the new concept and what we knew had to be a wonderful but forbidden thing to do, neither of us boys gave a thought to how his little sister might know this. Harold took her first, surprising himself with an almost immediate ejaculation in her body. Then I had my turn with the curious and excited little girl. We'd both taken several turns with her, the three of us thoroughly enjoying ourselves. And we'd repeated the adventure every chance we had, either naked in the woods or at home in her bedroom when their parents were gone.

We hadn't known any better, although Harold and I both knew something like this was probably forbidden and had better be kept a secret. His sister had seemed just as interested and adventuresome as us, eager to find out what this sex thing was all about, getting pleasure from sex with us, and even more excitement when she showed us how to use our fingers and lips and tongues to excite her.

Yes, she'd been just as innocent and adventuresome as us .. or so we thought, so she convinced us: we didn't know then that Harold's father had beaten us both to the little girl. Even when Harold finally found out about that, it hadn't deterred us: we both had continued to share her for sex every chance we got, since the girl really enjoyed the excitement and satisfaction the two of us could give her.

But this was one of our greatest secrets, Harold and me. I'd never mentioned it to anyone, and he apparently didn't want me mentioning it now. So if he wanted to explain that i****t with his sister to others as a personal and private matter, just him and her .. that was fine with me.

Ellen and Martin were both obviously interested in this unexpected side of the older man they both thought they knew so well, and Harold continued.

He finally learned their mother knew about her husband's sexual relationship with his daughter all along, wasn't concerned about what some would consider m*****ation, and didn't mind sharing the young girl with her husband. She seemed equally unconcerned when the two boys started regular sex with her young daughter either. When Harold started showing interest in his mother as well, she willingly welcomed him to her bed and her body, and it wasn't unusual for all four of the family to share the same big bed, swapping partners several times during one of their frequent full-family sexual sessions. I'd never shared Harold's mother with him, too intimidated by an adult woman like that .. but he'd told me enough stories about the family sex together.

Father and son continued to share the young girl, with the mother's agreement and support. The mother ensured her daughter was put on birth control when she entered adolescence and started ovulating. Even after his sister went off to college, Harold and his father continued having sex with the girl when she and Harold were both home from college on visits or vacations. Even after his sister had married and had a family of her own, she and Harold still had sex several times over the years. "It's been years since I last had sex with my little sister, even though she's all grown up of course. But I'm sure that if I asked her, she'd be more than willing to go to bed with me again .. if nothing else, for old time's sake!"

--- Joining The Party ---

"But as you can see," he reassured Ellen, "having sex with your son isn't going to hurt anything! It didn't hurt when you played with him as a young boy .." He nodded at the surprised look on her face. "Yes, he's told us all about that. The only problem came when you pushed him away! So I certainly hope you aren't going to do that now!"

He smiled at Martin and then patted Ellen fondly. "And I'd consider it to your credit, if you agreed to your son becoming part of our agreement, with him joining in our regular sessions."

"What?" Ellen exclaimed, "all four of you?! I have to take all four of you?"

Harold grinned, "Okay, maybe that's a bit much. But if you let Martin have sex with you at night, when you go to bed .. I'd take that into consideration .. you know, when deciding about you keeping your job, raises, that sort of thing."

Ellen looked thoughtful, although she gave me a bit of a hostile look: she knew who had arranged to have her tied up, to have her son fucking her like that.

"Come on," I cajoled her with a teasing smile. "It'll be fun! We'll be enjoying you just like always, you know you enjoy having sex with the three of us .. but you'll have Martin to play with too, whenever you want at home!"

Finally she agreed. If he was around to join the other men during their regular after work sessions, fine, she'd let him fuck her along with everybody else. "But I'd rather you waited until night time, when I'm ready to go to bed. Not when I'm tired from work, and especially after these three have already fucked me until I'm dizzy!" She frowned at her son and his eager expression, and her eyes glanced at his hardened cock. "But only if I'm in the mood, okay? And I don't want you sleeping with me! I like sleeping alone! You fuck me a few times, then you go to your own bed," she told Martin. "I don't want you waking me up in the middle of the night, pushing your cock in my cunt or my ass, just because you're horny, understand?"

Martin and I glanced at one another. What had she just said? We hadn't even considered anal sex since no one had hinted she might tolerate or even like it. I made a mental note: our fun just might be expanding!

"So you're going to let your son have sex with you then?" I asked, wanting to clarify her agreement, and she nodded. "That's what I said, yes .. damn, you horny men. Aren't you paying attention to anything besides looking at me naked?"

"Well, I want you to prove what you promised," I replied. "Right now, right here on your bed .. lay down and let your son fuck you again!"

Ellen rolled her eyes, "All right, all right! I guess once more won't hurt." She glanced at Harold, "And I suppose you all want to watch, right?"

"Hell yeah!" Harold grins. "You're one hot woman! I love watching you getting fucked!"

Ellen blushed but smiled a little, obviously not minding the compliment. "All right .. but you'll have to untie me." She twisted her body to show her arms still bound behind her, her full breasts swinging with the movement. I felt myself getting hard again: Harold was right, this was one sexy woman! Just looking at her, sitting on the bed like that, the way her cunt gaped open from her crossed legs ...

Walking around the bed behind her, I untied her arms, tempted to pull her back and shove my own cock into that hot wet mouth. No, I thought to myself, I wanted to lock this in for Martin, let her focus on him and his cock. He'd certainly waited long enough for it!

Ellen rubbed her wrists where they were tied. Then she lay down on the bed, spread her legs invitingly, and invited her son, "Okay, honey .. if this is what you want ..."

Grinning with delight, his cock rock-hard and jutting out from his body, Martin climbed onto his mother's body and got ready to penetrate her.

"No .. just hold on!" I interjected. "Let's do this a little differently! You've had us fucking you all the time. Let's see you fuck HIM for a change!"

I had Martin take his mother's place on the bed, lying on his back. "Now, Helen, you straddle your son and put his cock up inside you!"

A little embarrassed at the blatant sexuality of her position, Ellen flushed but followed my orders. She straddled Martin's hips and then lowering herself onto his vertical cock, using one hand to guide him into her open cunt. Once his cock began its penetration into her cunt, her eyes closed and I heard her sigh with pleasure. Slowly she lowered herself until his cock had completely disappeared into her body, and then began a slow rocking with her hips, pleasuring herself with her son's cock buried inside her. As her excitement grew, she moved her hand down to stroke her clitoris with a finger. Martin wasn't getting much stimulation from her slow rocking, I was sure, but he didn't seem to mind. Totally focused on his mother's naked body, Martin lifted his hands to her full breasts and began squeezing and fondling them. Ellen moved faster and faster, her breath coming fast, moaning now .. and then I saw her convulse as she orgasmed! That was the quickest I had ever seen Ellen come to an orgasm, and it pleased me to realize that perhaps this was what she really wanted after all.

Martin let his mother quiver and then relax after her orgasm. "Did you like fucking me?" he asked her softly, still fondling her hanging breasts. "Oh .. oh yessss," she murmured, opening her eyes to gaze down at him fondly. "That was nice." She frowned a little, "But .. you didn't come!"

"I've already come in you twice," he smiled. "I'm going to have to move a little more than that to get off again. Well, now it's my turn, let me do the work!" he said. He rolled her over onto the bed without removing his cock, spread her legs wide, and from a pushup position began his own heavy stroking. It only took a minute or so, and then he came inside his mother again. "See?" he whispered as he kissed her swollen lips. "I told you I'd come again!" With his body relaxed on hers, his cock still buried in her body, mother and son lay together, breathing heavily.

"Well, our work here is done," I said jokingly to Harold. Looking around for his son, we found Junior sitting naked in the living room watching cartoons on TV. We took him back to the bedroom to collect our clothing and dress. Ellen was lying on the bed, excitedly kissing Martin as his hands stroked her naked body, and the two of them ignored us.

"Can I fuck Missy P again?" Junior asked as he watched the two lovers, but his father shook his head. "Not right now," Harold replied. "Martin's going to be playing with her for now. We'll play with Missy P some other day, okay?" Junior shrugged, unconcerned, obviously satisfied with the three climaxes he'd enjoyed with her.

The three of us got dressed and left Ellen and her son in her bedroom. My last glance saw her kneeling over his naked body, his cock buried in her mouth as her head bobbed up and down, finally enjoying her i****tuous pleasure again, with Martin finally getting the blow job he'd hoped for.

As we walked out to our cars, I said to Harold, "You know, you really ought to give Ellen a raise. Just to keep her happy, and to keep us getting to fuck her!"

"A raise?" he replied in surprise. Then he looked thoughtful. "You know, that might not be a bad idea. I don't think she's dumb enough to try stealing from me again; getting caught like this should have scared her straight." He grinned at me lecherously. "And there's no question, we aren't going to find a hotter piece of ass in this town at any price!"

Stopping by his car, he asked "Do you think Martin fucking her is going to mess things up for our arrangement? I mean, I really like sex with her, and I know Junior would really miss it! Not many ways for a guy like him to get sex, you know!" I nodded in sympathy; this really was a good deal for the simple handicapped young man. Then again, I thought, remembering the size and endurance of that cock of his, Ellen wasn't doing so badly by him either!

"I'll stay on top of it, Harold, no worries," I reassured him. "We just have to make sure we keep her really satisfied, lots of good sex for her, make sure she knows she's making us happy. Even with four of us fucking her, it'll make her feel good to know we're enjoying her. And her knowing that this arrangement is a good guarantee for her keeping her job too, that doesn't hurt!" Harold nodded in agreement with that.

"Hell, you didn't even miss the six thousand bucks she stole, right?" I reminded him. "So spread that out over a year. That's a hell of a good raise; she shouldn't have any problems wanting to keep her job and continue this sex arrangement with us." I grinned at Harold, "Just so she doesn't do the math. Five hundred bucks a month, the three of us, not even counting Martin, fucking her maybe three days a week, two fucks each .. heh, that's less than seven bucks a fuck! We can't find a hooker that cheap, and certainly not one as willing and hot as Ellen is!"

We both laughed, and then the good businessman in Harold came out. "Well, those numbers don't sound bad. But you forget: she stole that six thousand bucks and spent it already. So she can't pay it back!" I nodded, that was true. "So .." he grinned at me. "She's gonna fuck us for free for a whole year, just as a payback! If that works out, THEN she gets her raise!"

I thought about it and then shook my head. "Naw, Harold, you're being too tough. A year is a LONG time, especially if we're gonna make her into a real sex slave like I have in mind." I saw Harold's eyebrows raise at that; I hadn't mentioned any different long range plans for his bookkeeper, my stepdaughter. "How about .. split the difference. Give her a $250 per month raise right now, let her know the other $250 is going to pay you back for what she took. If she behaves, cooperates, does a good job .. both in the office AND on her back .." We exchanged grins again. "THEN she'll get the other half."

"Sounds like a winner!" We shook hands, and I turned to my car as Harold climbed into his. Yes, I thought to myself, if we can keep Ellen nice and cooperative and submissive .. I had all sorts of fun plans for that hot cunt! All sorts of plans!