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All characters are over 18 years of age.
This story has a little of everything: anal, lesbian, voyeur, first time, incest and non-consent. It is longer than the average tale. Please allow me a little time to set it up.
It also has many characters. To help you remember who is with who, I have grouped the six related families. If their first name starts with the same letter, they are in the same family. The grandparents’ names start with the letter ‘A’. The family of their youngest child all have names starting with the letter ‘F’. Here are the families:
A = Andrew and his wife Adrianna. They are the grandparents. They have 5 children.
B = Barry is married to their eldest daughter, Barbara. The have a pair of skinny daughters, Brooke and Breeze, who are twins. Barry runs the detective agency,
C = Charles is their eldest son. He is married to Candace. They have a son Curt age 30, a beefy daughter Claudia age 28 and Clare, their younger daughter who is married.
D = Drew, the birthday boy, is our hero. Dana is his older sister. Dasha is Dana’s 18 year-old black lesbian lover. Drew’s mom is the middle child of Andrew and Andrianna. I never use the names of Drew’s parents. They are referred to as Drew’s mom or Drew’s dad.
E = Ed is the second son. He is married to Eleanor. They have two daughters: the curvy 20 year-old Emma and Elisabet, who is 19 years old and mentally retarded.
F = Frances is the youngest daughter. She is married to Frank. They have one daughter. The elegant and beautiful Felicity – age 18.
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Today Drew turned eighteen.
Most of his extended family was in attendance that evening in July for his birthday party. Only one family member was absent, his sister Dana. She had left the house when she turned eighteen two years ago to go to college in Chicago and had never returned. She had sent him a birthday card with a short note of congratulations. Funny, the letter had no return address.
Drew appreciated the effort the family put into his party, but like most teen-age boys he was looking forward to slipping away so he could be with his friends.
Presiding over the affair was his grandfather, the quirky family patriarch. His grandfather had been born in Romania. There his name was Andreas. When he came to the U.S. 50 years ago, he changed his name to Andrew. His grandfather explained it this way.
‘Between the Nazi’s, War World II and then the Communist, Romania was devastated. All of my family except for Adrianna and I were dead by 1946. My bride and I came here for a new start. I Americanized my name and fully embraced our new home. Thank God for America!’
The small frail man with only a grade school education had come to America and made good. Everyone in the family worked in one of his businesses.
Drew had always thought that his Grandpa was odd. He didn’t talk much. At family gatherings, you usually saw the small old man sitting off by himself. His eyes would be closed. He’d have a warm blanket across his lap as he chain-smoked cigarettes.
Drew’s grandfather’s house was unusual too. It was filled with creatures. There was a rabbit in the living room, hamsters in the bedrooms and a canary in the kitchen. A dog and two cats roamed the premises. His mother explained it away saying, ‘Your Grandfather grew up too poor to have pets.’
Drew had been named after the old man and he had inherited a number of his traits. They both were 5′ 6′ tall, around 140 pounds and un-athletic. On the positive side, Drew had his grandfather’s beautiful ocean blue eyes. Unfortunately, these eyes saw so poorly that Drew had to wear the thickest glasses imaginable. Not surprisingly, as an uncoordinated, short, skinny kid with thick glasses Drew did not wow the ladies.
After Drew blew out the candles on his cake, he unwrapped his gifts. He thanked his benefactors. Sometimes he did so cheerfully, like when Grandma Adrianna gave him the coolest pair of prescription sunglasses. At other times, like when Aunt Frances gave him a framed painting of the village in the old country where his forefathers were born, he did so with forced enthusiasm.
The last gift was from his grandfather. He opened a small box and found the old pendant that was always hanging around his grandfather’s neck. It was a gaudy piece of gold jewelry bearing images of a fox and a falcon.
‘Grandfather, I can’t accept . . .’
The patriarch stood, demanded everyone’s attention and said in his heavy accent, ‘My grandfather gave it to me on my 18th birthday and I’m giving it to you. The pendant has been in the family for hundreds of years. It is passed on to the male heir that the holder deems worthy.’
Andrew paused to let his statement sink in. He was reminding the family that this was his decision and it must be accepted. When no one voiced an objection, he continued,
‘It is said that this pendent gives its wearer the cunningness of a fox and the vision of a falcon. These traits have helped our family survive. I bestow this gift to you as your birthright. Wear it and prosper.’
Drew’s mother had tears in her eyes she was so proud. Her brothers and sisters accepted the aged patriarch’s words as they had all of his commands. Family tradition decreed that the heirloom, the patriarch’s blessing and all his possessions go to the male of his choosing. With the urging of the family, Drew placed the ornament around his neck. He received a kiss from the old man.
Later that evening, Drew escaped from his relatives by going out into the backyard. He came across his grandfather smoking his unfiltered cigarettes. The old man said,
‘Drew, today you do not understand the power and significance of your birthright. I too was ignorant of its special powers when it was given to me. You will find it enlightening, entertaining and enriching.’
‘Ah. . . Yea . . . Sure.’
The old man chuckled, ‘Go. Be with your friends. I will explain your absence to the family.’
‘Thanks, Grandfather,’ Drew said. He was happy to be released from the family event. He pulled the family heirloom out of his shirt and said, ‘I’ll wear it with pride.’
The old man smiled and waved him on his way. Drew ran to his friend’s house. The septuagenarian stubbed out his cigarette. He would die in his sleep that night his life’s mission completed.
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Drew’s house was full of visiting relatives. Aunt Eleanor and Cousin Emma had commandeered his bedroom. When he returned later that night, Drew headed into the basement. He stripped down to his underwear, got into the fold-out cot and fell asleep.
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The next morning Drew lay in bed, still slightly drunk from last night. He was having a weird dream. He saw Aunt Eleanor walking around nude in his bedroom. She was a voluptuous woman. She had a full black bush and a big, but still porkable ass. Her large breasts drooped. Although her boobs sagged, Drew found the pale soft flesh appealing. They were full and bouncy. Her large erect nipples seemed to cry out ‘Suck on me!’.
Drew was no strangers to wet dreams, but this one was unusual. It was more like a hidden voyeur video than a sex dream. Eleanor wasn’t playing with herself or doing anything sexy. She was just getting ready for the day. It was as if there was a camera in the corner of his room by the window. Drew soon had a throbbing hard-on for his handsome aunt.
Aunt Eleanor when to the bed and shook her 20 year-old daughter. She said, ‘Emma, get up.’
Eleanor pulled the blanket off her daughter exposing the girl’s tight round ass. Emma was naked and lying on her stomach. She complained, ‘Oh, do I have to? The bed is so warm.’
‘Now.’ Eleanor gave her daughter’s plump rump a sharp slap.
‘Ouch. OK. OK.’
Emma sat up, yawned and stretched. She had inherited her mom’s full figure. Emma’s breasts were abundant and youthfully firm. Her large dark pink
auroras stiffened into hard peaks. Her erect nipples were thick and long and defied gravity by pointing above the horizon.
Drew had always found his cousin attractive, but never had he imagined that she had ‘Playboy’ potential. He grabbed his thick cock and stroked it. He watched as Emma sat on the edge of the bed. She parted her knees and she scratched her shaved pussy. Emma was nonplussed as she rubbed her vagina in front of her mother. Then she ran her fingers through a landing strip of silky black fur . She fluffed up the patch of pubic hair.
Drew stared intently at his cousin’s pussy as he stroked his meat. Then the scene changed. He saw a tree through a window. ‘No. No,’ he shouted. ‘Show me the naked girl!’
By some miracle, the camera panned back to the nude twenty-year old. ‘Yes!’ Drew said triumphantly. He again stared at Emma’s shaved sex. A full minute past before he noticed that to the right of her landing strip was a tattoo of a snarling black cat.
‘So Emma,’ Drew said ‘Does that mean you growl and like your sex rough?’
Seconds later he cried out, ‘Ohhhh.’ His whole body tensed and he blew his wad. He felt gobs of warm cum landing on his stomach. As soon as he orgasmed, the vision in his head disappeared. Drew opened his eyes and took in the out of focus view of the basement.
He let out a deep sigh and asked, ‘Woah! Am I now officially a pervert because I masturbated while dreaming about my cousin?’
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For the next couple of days everyone was solemn. The great patriarch was buried. The family mourned. Drew couldn’t help but look at his cousin Emma differently. Before she was family, one of his many female cousins, now she was that hot babe he had seen naked. Eventually the two found themselves alone. They talked about their grandfather and their future plans.
Drew said, ‘I’m off to Penn State in the fall. How about you?’
‘Grandfather sent me to work at the beauty salon with my cousins and aunts. It’s okay. I’m mean I like it. Maybe I’ll go to school to learn how to cut hair,’ she said and smiled.
‘Oh, what are you doing now?’
‘Waxes, manicures and pedicures.’
Drew didn’t know where he got the nerve but he said, ‘I see. Do a lot of women, you know, have all their pubic hair removed?’
‘Yes. We do quite a few Brazilian waxes,’ Emma replied wondering where this conversation was going.
‘I bet you’ve seen some tattoos. Ever seen a snarling black cat?’
Emma instantly looked shocked and scared. She dropped her glass of lemonade and rushed away calling out, ‘Mama, Mama . . . the sight.’
Drew was now nervous and frightened. He cursed himself for having taken the conversation that far. He had upset her. Suddenly he felt very alone and that all eyes were upon him. He was the object of anxious looks and a whispering campaign by his family members. The relatives began making excuses and they returned to their homes.
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Drew had his bedroom back. He stood by his bedroom window looking up at the starry night through the branches of a large maple tree. He was lamenting over how he had upset Emma. He said, ‘God! That was so stupid.’
He knelt down so he was eye-level with Fred, his pet hamster. He said, ‘Fred, maybe she picked up on some creepy vibe I’m emitting since I whacked off while dreaming about her.’
Fred didn’t respond. Drew turned his head and his eyes saw the poster across the room. It was of the Phillies. He paused as if seeing it for the first time. ‘That poster was behind Emma in my dream. Pretty weird, huh Fred? ‘
Drew stood up still looking at the poster. He dropped to his knees again and said, ‘You know this seems to be the vantage point in my dream. That’s bizarre.’
He brushed his teeth and went to bed.
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Drew was lying in his bed in that pre-conscious sleep state before the brain is fully awake and alert. In his mind’s eye, he saw his mother looking in a mirror. She was standing naked beside her bed. She leaned over and put her elbows on the bed. She turned and looked behind her. Drew saw his father kneeling with his face buried in her nether regions. He was also naked. His mother returned her gaze to the mirror and Drew saw a contented look come over her face. He took that as proof his father had found her sweet spot.
Drew was getting an erection despite his objection. ‘I don’t want to see this,’ he mumbled. But who of us gets to control what we see?
His mother’s bosom was heaving. Her nipples grew hard. His father must have stood up because he was now visible standing behind her. The mirror showed his mother sighing as his father bit her shoulder. The focal point of his dream changed. He now saw everything from his father’s point of view. He watched as his father gripped his cock and guided his hardness home. The tip of his bulging penis disappeared as his dad slowly inserting it into his mother’s anus.
His mother crumpled slightly. After taking a deep breath, she forced her ass backwards impaling herself on her husband’s engorged cock. Her movements were steady and deliberate.
When she had taken all of him in her ass, his father grinned broadly into the mirror at his wife. He slapped her ass hard making the plump flesh red. Then the rutting began. First, he penetrated her with slow, strong strokes. As his mother’s body adjusted to accommodate the large cock, the sex became fierce and by the expressions on the faces of the participants, extremely pleasurable.
When his mother orgasmed, she came hard emitting a throaty call. ‘Oh Dear Lord!’
Her body buckled and she collapsed onto the bed. His father continued to pound her. A finger between her legs found her clit and brought her to a second orgasm. She writhed like a snake being poked by a stick. As she cried out ‘No more’. His father exploded filling her ass with his warm, sticky seed.
Drew awoke from what he thought was a sick dream, a nightmare. He found himself covered with sweat. He lay there deeply disturbed. His erected penis was weeping some serious pre-cum.
‘What the hell is going on? These dreams are getting weirder and weirder. Who’s next? Grandma?’ Drew questioned himself before getting out of bed. He rushed to the toilet and threw up.
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Drew was ill at ease around his parents that day. They looked the same. Was it his imagination or did they give each other long knowing looks and the soft, quick smiles that lovers share? He wasn’t sure. He was confused and horny. ‘I need a girlfriend,’ he told himself.
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Drew’s grandmother came over after lunch with Apollo, his grandfather’s beagle. The beagle was small, cute and playful. His grandmother was small, cute and lively. Adrianna’s gray hair and wrinkles were proof of her age, but her energy level and slim, still shapely figure contradicted the calendar.
She asked, ‘Drew, will you take me to the park? It’s a sunny day don’t forget your new sunglasses.’
The two walked around the park and eventually settled on a bench in the shade. Apollo sat between them watching the world go by. Adrianna said, ‘Have you ever wondered what the world is like from a dog’s point of view?’
Drew laughed. ‘When I was young I would pretended to be a dog.’
She smiled kindly and said, ‘I bet that was fun. Who hasn’t wanted to run like a dog or fly like a bird. No one as far as I know can do that, but there are special people who can experience what an animal experiences.’
Drew cocked his head and gave her a strange look. His grandmother laughed and said, ‘No I’m not senile. Your grandfather had the ability to view the world through the eyes of others. I mean it literally. To see what they saw. He told me he was most successful with animals, children and old people. He couldn’t do it with adults unless they were family or simple minded.’
She paused to let that sink in before adding, ‘This gift has been passed down through our family for over 500 year
s. In the family, this special ability is referred to as ‘The Sight’. It is given to one male usually every other generation. Have you seen anything unusual recently?’
Drew didn’t respond. He just looked puzzled. ‘This story is crazy,’ he thought.
Adrianna was patience. She continued, ‘It takes some practice to harness it. At first, it comes to you when your mind is inactive. Andrew told me views would seep into his brain when he was really calm, drunk or first thing in the morning before he was fully awake. Have you had odd visions that you told yourself must be dreams?’
Drew’s face flushed with color recalling the vision of his parents having anal sex. He was too embarrassed to come out and say ‘Why yes Grandmother. I saw my father ass fuck my mother just this morning.’
Grandma said, ‘Oh, I see. You have. Well, today your training begins. It will be a fun exercise. Here, drink this.’
She handed him a flask of vodka. It burned as he swallowed. She said, ‘Good. Now sit back. Relax. Close your eyes and think of Apollo. You will enjoy this. I promise.’
‘This is crazy,’ he thought, but so were the dreams he was having. He decided to humor the old lady. It was a nice day to chill in the park. He closed his eyes and settled himself comfortably on the bench.
Adrianna and Apollo went for a walk. Alex felt a light breeze on his face and thought of the beagle. His grandmother stopped to chat with a young mother in the park with her son. The young boy patted the dog . Drew saw the boy’s hand reaching out to him. The boy rubbed the dog’s head. Apollo looked up the skirt of the attractive 26 year old. Drew saw her bright blue panties and the bottom of her white ass cheeks. Startled by this vision, he jumped off the bench. His grandmother gave him a friendly wave and gestured that he should sit back down.
Drew returned to the bench. He was shook up and confused. He took a big swig of vodka. Adrianna and Apollo next walked up to a group of female college students. Adrianna visited with the group and Apollo went around sniffing the girls. All the young women wore matching short skirts in their sorority’s color and, as Drew was soon to discover, a variety of underwear. He saw boy shorts, thongs and bikini underwear in many bright colors.
One young thing wore plain white cotton panties. That woman squatted and ruffled Apollo’s ears. Apollo stuck his head between her knees. The young woman didn’t mind. Drew saw a camel-toe. He scoped out the outline of her thick pussy lips encased behind the soft cotton fabric that was stretched tightly across her sex. ‘Woah!’ Drew said out-loud.
Grandma and Apollo circled the park engaging every attractive female wearing a skirt in a friendly conversation. As the women talked, Apollo in a non-threatening manner gazed up their skirts. No one objected or gave it a second thought. Drew was treated to a rainbow of colors and many styles of panties. He saw firm and flabby butts and the occasional stray pussy hair.
Grandma returned to the bench. Each of them was aware of the hard object in Drew’s jean. ‘I see you enjoyed the show,’ she teased him.
‘Ahh . . .’
‘There’s no reason why your ‘hard’ work shouldn’t be rewarded. I told you the exercise would be fun.’ Adrianna punctuated the sentence by looking down at the bulge in his pants.
Drew crossed his legs. He was uncomfortable with his grandmother’s double entendre and with her checking out his erection.
Adrianna smiled at him. ‘I won’t be here long. You need to hone your skill, but there’s no reason your practice views shouldn’t be interesting. See that mother breastfeeding her baby over there? She has a blue blanket covering her baby and her chest? Focus on the baby. Tell me what color is the mother’s nipple?’
Drew rubbed his hands together. He cleared his mind and cast his attention in their direction. He saw white. He saw pale white skin with small fine hairs. The baby pulled off the nipple to burp and Drew saw a large dark brown nipple with traces of milk on it. ‘Brown. I did it. I really did it.’
‘Good. Now this gift is yours to do whatever you wish. Some have used it for their own voyeuristic pleasure, others have used it for the family’s benefit and society’s greater good. Your grandfather used his skill to bring a small measure of justice to the world. ‘
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