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A FAMILY’S SEXUAL HYPNOSIS – PART 1



Debbie L. Carbonaro sighed, it was almost quitting time on a Friday
afternoon. She would do the same thing she did every weeknight. I'm in
such a rut. She'd drive home from work, cook dinner, engage in lame
conversation with her husband Jim over dinner, clean the kitchen, and
putter around the house until Jim said he was going to bed. Then as
his dutiful wife she would go to the bedroom to strip and get under
the sheets to wait for her husband. He would do what he did every
night. Climb into bed and start fucking her in the missionary
position. He wouldn't last long either. He would shoot his sperm into
her pussy and then roll off of her and go to sleep.

Debbie's husband was a devout Jehovah's Witness and would not
entertain any change to their sex life. Debbie knew that oral sex was
out of the question, but there were other things that could be done to
add variety, spice to their sex life. Then finally, she could have an
orgasm. Debbie was disillusioned with the Jehovah's Witness life
style. She definitely needed something to change in her life. Debbie
did not get any satisfaction from either her job or her home life. She
went and showered off all signs of another night with Jim. Debbie got
on her nightie and went to bed. She soon fell into a troubled sleep.

The next morning was just like any other Saturday, Jim left early to
get some golf in at the country club, in the afternoon he would go
door to door spreading the faith. Debbie just sat at the kitchen
table, drinking her coffee and reading the paper. She was turning the
pages listlessly, seeing the same old advertisements, when something
caught her eye. The ad practically jumped off the page, 'IS YOUR LIFE
A MESS? IS STRESS MAKING YOU TIRED AND GRUMPY? Find happiness through
Hypnotherapy. Call Dr. Claiborne today and find peace.' There was a
phone number and address. This may be my answer. I'll call right now.
Debbie called the number and managed to slip into a canceled
appointment for that afternoon. I am nervous, but excited. Could this
be the answer to all my problems?

Debbie looked at herself in the full length mirror. She was wearing a
sensible, but attractive pants suit. It complimented her fit, sexy
body. She was 42 years old, but looked 30. Her shoulder length dark
brown hair and green eyes, that suited her so well, were a family
trait. Debbie appeared demure, but wanted to be wild. She just didn't
know if she could. She got in her car to drive to her appointment. As
soon as she was out of sight of the house, she pulled out a cigarette
and lit it. She rolled down all of the power windows to let the smoke
out, because Jehovah's Witnesses were not permitted to smoke tobacco.



Debbie pulled into a parking space right on Hylan Boulevard in
Annadale, Staten Island near the address in the paper. She didn't see
a sign advertising the place, so she got out of the car and walked
looking for Dr. Claiborne's office. At the address, she found a small
sign pointing up a set of stairs. At the top of the stairs was a door
with a sign, "Dr. Cynthia Claiborne -- Hypnotherapies", then a smaller
sign, "Please enter". Debbie entered a normal looking waiting room,
pleased, expecting to find a dark, closet-like chamber.

The inner door opened and a woman wearing a lab coat entered the
waiting room. She looked very professional and very lovely too.
"Hello, I'm Dr. Claiborne. You must be Debbie, please come in." Debbie
walked in ahead of the doctor and sat in one of the three plush chairs
in the office. Dr. Claiborne took a seat opposite her. She was wearing
a pretty blouse under her lab coat. Debbie couldn't see her skirt, but
she could see the dark hose that covered her slim legs. She had a
pretty, trustful face framed by her dark tresses.

"Tell me why you came here, Debbie." Dr. Claiborne said in a tender
tone.

Debbie shifted uncomfortably in her chair. "Doctor, I don't know
exactly, but I am not happy. I find myself bored with everything. I
used to enjoy the challenge of work, but now I feel it's just
drudgery. This is confidential, right. I mean you're not a Jehovah's
Witness are you?"

Dr. Claiborne just smiled and said, "No and yes, I'm not a Jehovah's
Witness and everything we do here is confidential. What about your
home life? Do you have an active sex life?" Debbie blushed as Dr.
Claiborne asked her about her sex life. Suddenly she broke down and
sobbing, told the doctor everything. Dr. Claiborne moved closer and
let Debbie cry on her shoulder. This went on for quite some time; Dr.
Claiborne kept passing her tissues.

Debbie finally stopped crying and Dr. Claiborne returned to her seat.
"I think you would be a good subject for hypnotherapy. I can help you
to be happy, content with your life." Dr. Claiborne looked at her
watch. "We have time for a session now. Do you want to start?"

Debbie brightened as the doctor said she could help her. "Oh yes,
please. I can't bear to go on another day." It would be wonderful if
she could help me.

"Lean back in your chair and relax Debbie." Once Debbie was
comfortable, Dr. Claiborne held a small circular disk (about the size
of a half dollar coin) in front of her and pushed a button on the
back. A sequential sequence of lights began blinking on and off in
front off Debbie. Dr. Claiborne began talking in a low, steady voice,
"We used to use a spinning coin or a candle to put the subject to
sleep. Now we use this special light source. The subjects go to sleep
and into a hypnotic trance much quicker." Debbie was already in her
trance with her eyes closed. "Much, much quicker" Dr. Claiborne
whispered as she turned the disk off and put it in her coat pocket.

"Very good Debbie, tell me what you really want, why you have come to
me. Tell me what is missing in your life." Dr. Claiborne crossed her
long legs and the lab coat rode up showing more of her beautiful, hose
covered legs.

Debbie answered, not moving or opening her eyes, "I want my life to be
more exciting. I want to have an orgasm, many orgasms. I want to be
free of the restrictions placed upon me by being married to a devout
Jehovah's Witness." Debbie's voice was frank and to the point.

Dr. Claiborne thought for a moment and then smiled. "I can make that
happen for you Debbie. All you have to do is to trust me. I would
never do anything to hurt you. Now, rise and take off all your
clothes. It's rather hot in here, don't you think so?" Cynthia watched
as Debbie rose and started undressing. The coat went first, then the
simple cotton blouse. Debbie then reached behind her to unsnap the
push-up black satin bra that she wore. Her bare shoulders shone
seductively in the light, beads of sweat beginning to form on her
skin.

As Debbie continues undressing Cynthia stands up and takes off her lab
coat and blouse. She is wearing only a black corset, garter belt and
silk stockings, no panties. Debbie didn't notice this; she just
unfastened her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts were
magnificent, with little sagging evident. Her nipples areoles were
large, a seductive light brown and her nipples were fully erect. Her
skin was smooth and unblemished.

"You're doing well Debbie, please continue." Debbie removed her skirt
next exposing high-cut black lace panties and nude pull up hose. "You
may leave the stockings and the heels on Debbie." Debbie pulled down
her panties and stepped out of them, showing just a hint of brown
trimmed pubic hair. Cynthia was happy to see that she trimmed her
pussy hair. It made it better for her to gaze at Debbie's sex.

"Sit down Debbie and spread your legs wide so that I may look upon
your charms to make sure that your problem does not lie there. That's
it; now hook your legs over the arms of the chair." Cynthia gave
Debbie instructions until, she was sitting, her pussy open and
exposed, just like Cynthia wanted. Cynthia sat down and moved her
right hand to her own womanly folds. Her hand lazily stroking her
stimulated folds.

"Now, we need to take care of your needs. I want you to play with
yourself until you get close to climaxing, and then tell me so I can
observe. While you are playing tell me about your immediate family,
especially any young men in your family." Debbie took her right breast
in her right hand and used her left hand to stimulate her pussy.
Cynthia saw this and smiled, she knew that Debbie knew where to touch
herself.

"I have two sisters, Robyn and Sandie. They are married and each have
two boys under 15. Sandie also has an 18 year old daughter named
Kristyn." Cynthia took note of the ladies mentioned. " I also have a
cousin named Michael. He is 26 years old and not married. My
husband..."

Cynthia interrupted, "I do not need to hear any more about husbands.
How are you doing? Do you feel the pleasure from touching your own
body sexually?" Debbie just nodded, her left hand a blur in her lap
and her right hand pinching & twisting her hard nipples. Cynthia's
hand was also moving fast stroking her own wet cunt. This is so
incredible, if only I can get all three sisters and the daughter.

Debbie shouted, "I think I'm gonna cum. Its close I can feel it."
Debbie pulled hard on her nipples and then moved to right hand to her
swollen and distended clitoris. Her left hand was finger-fucking her
sopping pussy. Cynthia was watching Debbie's masturbation closely,
turned on by Debbie's relentless quest for self-pleasure. Debbie was
moaning loudly now and Cynthia knew that she was close, oh so close.

Debbie came in a screaming climax! She was long over due for an orgasm
and it showed in the tremors that engulfed her body and the amount of
her love-juice that flooded from her cunt. Her legs were still spread
over the arms of the chair, which was good considering the size of the
pool of her sweet nectar that pooled in the seat of her chair. Cynthia
saw that pool of Debbie's cum and gasped.

Cynthia slipped out of her plush leather chair and crawled across the
floor. Debbie just sat there with her pussy opened and exposed.
Cynthia could see right inside her vagina to her womb. Cynthia
continued to finger herself as she crawled across the floor. When she
reached Debbie's chair she got on her knees and began lapping her
sweet nectar up, tasting and swallowing Debbie's love juice.

Half way through drinking Debbie's cream, Cynthia experienced her own
climax. Her body spasmed out of control as she experienced multiple
orgasms. She came to her senses after a few minutes and finished
lapping up what was left of Debbie's organic gift. She moved her face
close to Debbie's and ordered her to lick her own juices from
Cynthia's face. Debbie did just that while Cynthia moaned.

Cynthia returned to her seat and told Debbie to sit back in her chair.
Debbie follows Cynthia's instructions. She is still firmly under my
control, good. "You will masturbate whenever you feel stressed out.
Close the door to your office or go into the bathroom. Do not feel as
if you have to control your moans or screams. You need to let it all
out, it's important to your well-being. You are a very beautiful
woman, act that way."

Cynthia continued, "You in return must do me a favor. You must
convince your sisters and your niece to come to me for help. This is
important to your continued happiness. You must return in two weeks
for another session. I know you have always been attracted to your
cousin Michael. The next time you hear his voice; you will go to him
and be his sex slave. You will turn into his slut and please him
without a thought to consequences. If either of your sisters or niece
is there you will share Michael with them. Get dressed now. You will
forget all the events that happened since you were hypnotized and wake
up rested and refreshed. Do you understand all of my instructions to
you?"

"Yes doctor, I understand." Debbie said as she got dressed. While
Debbie got dressed, Dr. Claiborne put her lab coat back on. Soon
Debbie was fully dressed, sitting in the chair with a smile on her
face. Dr. Claiborne smiled to herself; the session had gone better
than expected. Dr. Claiborne felt that her underlying plans were going
well. All women are meant to be sluts and if I can help more to their
destiny, I will be happy.

"I'm going to count down from five and then you will wake-up. Five...
four... three... two... one... wake-up Debbie." Debbie clinked and
stretched. Dr. Claiborne was impressed; Debbie was very sexy even with
her clothes on.

"I feel great doctor, thank you. I will definitely recommend your
treatment. My life makes a lot more sense now." Dr. Claiborne led
Debbie out of her office, wishing her well and watching her sexy strut
down the stairs. It's begun; my service to womankind.



Chapter 2

Dr. Claiborne sat in her examination room and mused. She knew herself
to be a beautiful woman with high full breasts, long legs and a
voluptuous body. Cynthia shook her shoulder length mane of blonde hair
in a moment of remorse. She could have had any man she wanted,
pleasing him as she knew would have been her role. However, she was
called to a higher purpose. Something that she knew was more important
than her being a sex toy for her man.

Dr. Claiborne had realized early in her adult life the truth that all
women were supposed to be whores for their men, for men in general.
Keeping men sexually satisfied was a woman's true calling. To help
women to realize this fact, she became a hypnotherapist. She would
only take women as clients. Then would then proclaim the truth to them
and teach them how they really should act. Cynthia knew that she could
not change the entire world, but it was her duty to try.

Her latest patient, Debbie, was a different situation. Cynthia could
not direct her passion, her servitude towards her husband. He was a
devout Jehovah's Witness and he would not accept, but would spurn her
new-found sexuality and willingness to please. Instead, Cynthia had
found a cousin of hers that would do nicely. She thought that he would
be surprised when he received his gift, his gift of a cousin turned
sex slave.

It was a pity that Debbie didn't have any daughters, Cynthia also
taught mothers how their daughters should be brought up. What values
the young girls should have. Cynthia went over those truths in her
mind. Satan was truly inside of this woman. They should be taught not
to wait for the right man, a good boy. They should be taught to flock
to the bad boys, the tough lads. And if they want the girls to give
them sexual favors, the girls should. How else are they going to learn
the proper way to give blow-jobs? They should also learn to love their
Mothers. Not just emotionally, but physically as well. That way they
can be taught the proper ways to please. For that is their purpose in
life, so they should embrace it as soon as they can.

A ringing phone interrupted Cynthia's thoughts. She answered the
phone, "Dr. Claiborne speaking, may I help you?" She quickly looked in
her appointment book. "Yes, next Thursday would be fine, I'll see you
at 10:00 sharp. Thank you very much, please give my thanks to Debbie.
Bye." Already my plan brings fruit. I am going to be able to help all
of them.

Chapter Three

Michael awoke slowly and stretched, his arms and legs reaching their
limits, before they reached the limits of the king size bed. He kicked
off his sheet and swung his feet to the floor. His morning piss hard-
on followed his movements, stopping and slapping against his thigh.
The slap rang loudly throughout the empty apartment. Michael grimaced
as he walked to the bathroom. He loved waking up with a hard dick, but
he did not relish the full bladder he had to relieve.

Michael looked down at his large, fat cock and willed it to shrink
enough to urinate. His mind went though the times tables, trying to
overcome his memories of the porn DVD he had watched late last night.
Michael was a 26 year old man who was connoisseur of porn, magazines,
internet, videos, it didn't matter what media it was as long as it was
explicit and graphic. He was really into incest, but had never done it
himself. Not that he was adverse to incest; he had never had the
opportunity.

Feeling his 10 inch long dick start to wilt, Michael sighed, finally
able to drain his insistent bladder. He felt much better after that.
Today was Saturday, so Michael didn't have to be anywhere. He decided
to have a relaxing, yet stimulating morning. After that he would go
see if his favorite waitress who was working at the Dakota Diner and
have brunch.

Michael booted up his laptop. On the screen were images of his female
cousins. He kept those up while he opened some cousin-cousin incest
stories on Literotica. After stimulating his mind, and loins, with
lurid incest stories while fantasizing about his cousins, he hopped in
the shower for some release. Those shower massagers were wonderful
things. Michael cleaned up and drove towards the Dakota. His favorite
waitress was working, so he got to flirt with her.

He got a date arranged with the girl for that evening. This was their
second date and he hoped to get laid. He was hoping she wouldn't be
put off by his thick dick, 4 inches around, curving upward, with a big
swollen mushroom head ready to pop. Most girls could handle the length
or the width, but not both at the same time. With her it would
certainly be at its longest and thickest. Michael's biggest problem is
that he cannot find many girls who are interested or attracted to him,
but yet, they did not know the size of his member, neither did the
women in his family for that matter. He hasn't told this young
waitress, but she looked like his younger cousin Kristyn Mari
Pietramonico, close enough to get Michael very, very excited.

Chapter Four

It was almost 10:00. Dr. Claiborne licked her full lips in
anticipation. Robyn Chiracolla, one of Debbie's sister's, was due to
arrive shortly. Soon after that she would be naked and playing with
her hot little cunt, Dr. Claiborne was sure of that. Isn't life good?
I get to help womankind and get off at the same time.

Robyn arrived promptly on time. Dr. Claiborne met her in the waiting
room a few minutes after she sat down. No sense scaring the poor girl
her first time. "Hi, I'm Dr. Claiborne; I believe that Debbie referred
you," Cynthia said as she shook her hand and led this 36 year old 4'2
beauty to the plush examination room. She indicated an overstuffed
chair for Robyn and sat opposite her. "Please tell me what I can do
for you." Cynthia asked the beautiful women with raven tresses.



Robyn shifted uneasily in her chair. "Well, you know that my sister
sent me. She told me that her life made sense now and that she was
very happy." Robyn's voice was very soft-spoken, matching her friendly
open face. She paused a moment gathering her thoughts. "I want to find
the same happiness that you gave to her." Dr. Claiborne smiled to
herself; it was going much easier that she had thought it would. "What
do I need to do different in my life?"

Cynthia took a long piercing look at the woman in front of her. She
could see the family resemblance, but Robyn was smaller than Debbie.
They both have beautiful bodies, which Cynthia likes, but is
unnecessary for her plan. Cynthia already knew a lot about Robyn from
her sister Debbie, but she asked her about her life anyway. Once Robyn
had bared her soul to the doctor, she was put into a deep hypnotic
trance.





The rest went the same way as had Debbie's session. Robyn was soon
naked and studiously masturbating. Her 36 year old tits quivered as
she rhythmically diddled her moist pussy. She was trying too hard to
get-off, Cynthia realized. Cynthia attributed this to the fact that
Robyn's sex life was practically non-existent. Her husband didn't want
any more children and he didn't believe in recreational sex. She
needed to relax more. It took some gentle instruction and a helpful
hand, before Robyn achieved orgasm. Cynthia had Robyn bring herself to
orgasm once more, just to make sure that Robyn could easily bring
herself to a climax without any help. Her final climax resulted in a
gushing stream of juice which shot out of her pussy, four feet in the
air and six feet across the room, landing on top of cynthia's head.





Robyn was instructed to cum at least once a day as part of her
therapy. She was also told to expand her wardrobe with some racier
clothing, and that she had always had secret yearnings for her younger
cousin Michael. Robyn was given the same direction involving him as
Debbie was. With a mischievous grin, Cynthia gave her further orders.
Whenever she was going to be alone with any of her sisters for an
extending period of time they would please each other with their
mouths until they had climaxed. After all, we girls have to help each
other.

Dr. Claiborne had Robyn get dressed and woke her up in a great,
relaxed mood and the suggestion to urge her sister Sandie to visit.
Robyn left feeling on top of the world and Dr. Claiborne waited for
the next fly to become trapped in her web.





Chapter Five

It had been two weeks since Debbie had been 'trained' by Dr.
Claiborne. The doctor was interested to see what the results were from
Debbie's new lifestyle. Debbie flounced up the stairs and into the
waiting room like a school girl. The light sundress that she wore hung
to her curves and allowed a peek of her ample cleavage. She greeted
Dr. Claiborne with a smile and a quick hug. It was apparent to Dr.
Claiborne that Debbie's life had turned around and she was happier.

Once Debbie was under the hypnotic trance, Cynthia asked her if she
had any concerns. Cynthia was tickled to see Debbie's hand
automatically slip under her dress and begin playing with her hidden
folds. "I have been much happier and feel freer now. The only thing is
how my coworkers sometimes look at me. They're friendly enough, the
men especially, but I feel awkward at times." Cynthia figured,
correctly, that was because of the unrestricted vocal by-products of
Debbie's stress reduction self pleasuring activities at work.




Cynthia answered Debbie's concerns as she heard Debbie start moaning
as her stroking fingers brought her closer to orgasm. "You should just
answer their looks with a smile. They are obviously happy for you and
are amazed the way you have turned your life around. Speaking of
which, I have further instructions for you. Whenever you are alone
with one of your sisters for an extended period of time, you should
show them your love with your mouth on their pussy. This should bring
you closer together, like sisters should be. Debbie's dazzled mind
could see the logic in this, so she nodded her head in agreement. Her
body suddenly froze in place as her pussy clenched and unclenched in
the throes of orgasm.





Cynthia waited until Debbie stopped cumming. She then had Debbie
straighten herself up and brought her out of the trance. "Thats all
for today Debbie, I'll see you again in two weeks." Cynthia then
walked Debbie out of the office and looked at her watch. She had just
enough time to prepare for her next appointment, a mother and daughter
coming to Staten Island all the way from Jackson, New Jersey.

* * * * *

Dr. Claiborne watched the mother and daughter as they sat in the
waiting room, such a sensual pair. Soon they would be under her
control. Dr. Claiborne marveled at her planning and the luck that she
had. Putting the two ladies into a hypnotic trance at the same time
was more difficult, but she knew that she could do it. Dr. Claiborne
greeted the mother and daughter graciously, motioning for them to
follow her into the examination room. Sandie J. Pietramonico watched
Dr. Claiborne's shapely legs as she walked in front of them. She was
attracted to the sight unconsciously, her womanly folds dampening.

Sandie and her daughter, Kristyn sat next to each other in the
examination room. It was clear to see the resemblance between them,
even though Sandie has black hair and Kristyn is a blonde. Sandie now
40 years old, is a bit chunky and it looks like her 18 year old
daughter is going to grow to be like her mom. That's good news for
Kristyn in the jugs department, but she will have the same big
slamming butt as her mom. "What specifically can I do for you both?

Sandie answered, "Well, I'm alright, but my daughter tends to be shy."
Kristyn shot her mother a scalding look, yet remained silent. "Also,
she complains about hearing voices. I don't want my daughter to have
any problems in life, especially since she will be going off to
college in the autumn." Sandie explained how Kristyn is Bi Polar and
is currently taking Zoloft.

"Hmmm. Well, I can help Kristyn with her voices, but I must put you
both under together. Her trouble may be directly related to you. That
would mean that both of you would require treatment, together. Are you
ready to take this step to help Kristyn?"

"Mom, please... the voices are driving me mad! I just want to be a
normal college freshman. You do so many things for my brothers, won't
you please do this for me?" Sandie smiled and nodded her ascent.
Kristyn was so overjoyed that she jumped out of her chair and leapt
into her mother's lap, almost tipping them over in the process.

"OK, now since everything is settled, let's get back to our places and
get started." Kristyn moved back to her chair and both of them looked
attentive. Dr. Claiborne waited for their pulses to slow down and then
made her magic, soon the two were asleep. "At first I'm going to talk
to just talk to Sandie. Kristyn you will not hear anything said until
I tell you to start listening, so let your head hang down and relax."
Kristyn let her head droop down and was soon asleep.




Cynthia was ready to start programming Sandie now. "You love your
daughter don't you Sandie?" Sandie nodded. "Good girl, you have to
start showing how much you love her. She wants you to show her that
you love her as a sexy woman, she wants you to make love to her. Do
you think you can do that Sandie?" Sandie nodded again. "Good. I have
a few more instructions to give you. Your sisters also love you and
will show you. It's only fair that you should reciprocate. Also, you
have a cousin named Michael. The sound of his voice will make you want
to please him. To do whatever he says. Do you understand?" Sandie
nodded again. Cynthia repeated the same instructions about not
listening to Kristyn, who was soon asleep.



"Kristyn, start listening now." She repeated basically the same
instructions to Kristyn that she had given to her mom. She also gave
her instructions to not be shy anymore, especially around so-called
'bad boys'. Cynthia told Kristyn to start hanging around with 'bad
boys' and to give them hand-jobs or blow-jobs upon request. As a last
minute instruction, Cynthia told Kristyn that she would not hear
anymore voices if she kept following the instructions she had been
given.





"Sandie, start listening now. You both love each other very much, I
know that. I want you two to show each other how much you love the
other." Both women rose and began kissing. Their hands roamed over the
other's body and they were soon almost naked. Sandie and her daughter
dropped to their knees, then moved into a 69 position on the rug.
Cynthia threw her legs over the arms of her chair and rubbed her clit
to get her juices flowing. Cynthia then thrust two fingers into her
cunt moving them in and out, fucking herself while she watched the two
women roll around on the carpet. "You both love the feeling of having
sex with each other, sex with men is OK, but you will always have
multiple orgasms during mother-daughter sex."





The idea turned Cynthia on so much and the sight of the mother/
daughter wrestling on the floor in the throes of passion carried her
closer to release. She had two fingers thrusting in and out of her
hot, sopping vagina while the thumb of her other hand rubbed her magic
button hard and fast. Cynthia was close, very close to the start of a
powerful orgasm. The mother and daughter were already experiencing
their multiple orgasms. Their twitching bodies sent Cynthia over the
edge. She could not hold in the scream of passion as her body fell
victim to the tidal wave of pleasure that drove all reason from her
mind.





When Cynthia regained her senses, a slow, gentle process, she saw
Sandie and Krysten holding each other close in post-orgasmic bliss.
Cynthia stretched, very satisfied with her best orgasm in weeks. I
must have them back! She adjusted her clothing and directed her
attention to the women holding each other. "Sandie, Kristyn, please
clean up and make yourselves presentable. Our session is almost over.
You performed admirably. You will both remember to follow my
instructions, but you will not remember anything else that happened in
this office. When you awaken, you will feel content, that your
problems are all behind you and you both will recommend my services
highly. Please come back and see me in one month." The mother and
daughter had cleaned up and were sitting back in their seats. "You
will awaken when you hear me count to three, one... two... three."


Sandie and Kristyn awakened to find themselves very refreshed and to
find Dr. Claiborne smiling at them from across the room. "Wow. Are we
all done? My head is very clear and I don't hear any voices." Kristyn
said. "Mom, she is so great I'm gonna tell all my girlfriends." Dr.
Claiborne led the two women to the exit, exchanged goodbyes, and
reminded them of their follow up appointment in one month. The mother
and daughter were holding hands as they walked to the car. Cynthia
noticed this and smiled. The pieces are all in place now, time to wait
and see what happens. Within the following months, Kristyn, who was
once a shy, quiet and withdrawn girl, was now in the boys locker room
and staircases of her Jackson, New Jersey High School giving blow jobs
as the boys all lined up one by one waiting for their turn, sometimes
all circling around to give her a cumbath.

Chapter Six

The day started like any other day in August of 2000, well any other
Sunday that is. It was a day for families, feasting and fraternity.
This day should prove eventful because this is the first time that all
of the cousins were together since Dr. Claiborne entered their
lives.

The event was held at the house of the parents of Debbie, Robyn and
Sandie, Bob and Diane. They live in a two story colonial house, with a
big yard out in Tottenville, Staten Island. The party was in full
swing by the time Michael had arrived. It was a hot humid August
Sunday. The ladies were all helping in the kitchen. The men were all
around the barbeque pit listening to Debbie's husband, Jim, who was
regaling everyone with the latest 'Kingdom' news. Mike walked up and
said "Hi" to his male relatives, who were all drinking lemonade.
Michael had his own lemonade in a small cooler he had brought. You
see, Michael and his parents, Dolores and Gary, are Catholic. His
parents didn't drink out of courtesy to their Jehovah's Witness
relatives. Michael had brought his own lemonade, six bottles of Mike's
Hard Lemonade.





Jim was still exhorting the logic of the Jehovah's Witness faith. His
short sleeve dress shirt was plastered to his body. He was huffing and
puffing, but there was no sign of his stopping. Michael turned his
head in frustration. I've heard enough too many times to count; you
never hear me or my dad trying to convert them to Catholicism. Michael
saw some figures moving out of the corner of his eye. It was Debbie,
Robyn and Sandie. They had an old ice cream maker. Sandie went first,
her barely restrained rack flopping as she cranked the handle. Michael
decided to get closer to get a better view and get away from Jim's
ceaseless rhetoric.

As he walked through the crowded lawn, Michael grabbed a lemonade. He
slowly poured the liquid out on the grass as he walked among his
relatives. Aunt Mona and Uncle Norman were gathered around a gas grill
with their sons Arron and Alex. Their boys had just become Rabbis.
Michael figured that they had a separate grill so that they could keep
their foods Kosher. He waved his congratulations and moved onward.
Michael kept catching glimpses of his cousins cranking on the ice
cream. They were taking turns and were sweating a lot as they worked.
Kristyn had joined them and taken her turn at the crank. Her shirt was
plastered to her and Michael could see that she was graced with her
mother's ample chest. Michael had always been attracted to his
cousins, but watching their beautiful bodies stirred an unquenchable
desire within him. The same kind of desire he had for Desiree, a girl
he was previously dating from college. That desire was also not
realized, the relationship with Desiree was now over. I'm so lonely,
what the hell am I going to do.





Michael continued on toward the other side of the house; he did not
want to be tempted by what he could never have. Michael sat down on
the steps to the front door of Aunt Diane's house, out of sight of his
cousins. He took a bottle of Hard Lemonade out of his cooler and
poured it into his glass. He was drinking from it as he said "Hi" to
his aunts, uncles and other cousins as they passed where he was
sitting. There's Uncle Bob, his brother Walter, with his daughters
Allison, Andrea and Valleri. Does he hate his kids or is he just
unimaginative?

Michael had also seen his Aunt Stephanie and as a matter of fact she
came looking for him a few minutes later. Michael was sitting on the
front steps looking forlorn. Aunt Stephanie was upbeat and perky as
usual. "Hey nephew, what's with the long face? This is a barbeque,
you're supposed to have fun, or at least talk to people. So, tell your
favorite aunt what's wrong."

Chugging the rest of his Hard Lemonade, Michael turned to his aunt,
"I'm just not in the mood, I guess. I just broke up with my
girlfriend, Desiree. So, I'm a little depressed too. I mean I spent a
lot of time on Desiree and now she's gone. I just can't seem to win in
the relationship game."



"Michael, why don't you get out of the sun? There's a ceiling fan in
the living room and I think it'll be cooler." She walked up to him and
gave him a quick hug. Aunt Stephanie smelled the liquor on his breath
and said, "If you're depressed that won't help." She ushered him into
the living room, where Michael sat down with a thump. "Just relax in
here, nephew, and I'll see if I can't send someone in to raise your
spirits."

- - - - -

Michael sat in the easy chair thinking and drinking, he had filled up
his glass with another Hard Lemonade. I'm so horny; I think I'll just
get drunk, got to do somethin'. It's not like I'll find anyone here to
fuck. Michael was mumbling to himself about life being so unfair, when
he felt a pair of soft hands on the back of his neck. The hands moved
to his shoulders, massaging the kinks and stress out of them. He tried
to turn his head to see who it was, but those soft, massaging fingers
stopped him and Michael heard, "Shhh, don't move, just enjoy",
whispered a familiar voice in his ear. He had heard the voice before,
but it wasn't Desiree. Maybe Aunt Stephanie came back. Michael hoped
it wasn't her because his large cock was growing, tenting his pants
and she would probably stop and say something. Michael needn't have
worried though, because it was readily apparent that his dick was
hard, but the hands continued massaging his neck and shoulders.

His eyes were closed, when an aroused Michael felt a hand brush over
his bulge in his pants. Michael's eyes snapped open to see his cousin
Debbie motioning him to follow her as she went to the stairs. Debbie
was halfway up the staircase by the time Michael reached the bottom.
He watched her butt, clad in a red & black patterned short skirt,
wiggle its way up the stairs. At the top, Debbie gave him that 'Come
hither' gesture and walked out of site towards her old bedroom. I knew
that Debbie and Jim were having problems, and I've always dreamed of
doing her, but this is too crazy. As Michael reached the top of the
stairs, he saw a flash of the red tank top Debbie was wearing in the
first open door to the right. Michael entered Debbie's room and saw
her sitting on the bed.

Debbie had a mischievous look in her eyes. Seeing the question in
Michael's eyes as he stood in the center of the small bedroom, she
explained. "We heard you talking with Aunt Stephanie and decided to
come cheer you up. You are our cousin and we care about you."

Michael looked even more confused. "What do you mean we?"

"Us." said Robyn, Sandie, and Kristyn in unison as they walked into
the room. Robyn was wearing a tight black tank top over shorts, Sandie
a nice short sleeve blouse with matching summer slacks and Kristyn a
pink Capri top, with a scooped neckline that showed her pierced belly
button off. This skimpy top was over very short jean shorts that
showed off Kristyn's cute ass and long tanned legs well. Kristyn shut
the bedroom door behind her.

Michael felt like he was in a dream. The four cousins he had dreamed
about, had masturbated to, were gathered around him in the small
bedroom. "I get to go first." said Debbie as she began to peel her
clothes off. Michael was stunned as he saw Debbie's breasts appear
when she took off her Red tank top. Next to go was the lacy, red bra
that clasped in the front. Michael could see that her tits were still
big and firm, just like he had imagined them. Debbie next put her foot
on the edge of the bed and pulled down her panties, also lacy red.
"Now that feels better, it's too hot to wear many clothes."

Michael was still a little stunned when Debbie crawled up to him and
unzipped his pants. She dug his hardening cock out of his boxers and
let it flop in front of him. "I think he needs a bath," giggled Debbie
and her tongue began bathing Michael's hardening cock with her warm
saliva. "Look Mike, it's growing." And indeed Michael's cock was
expanding, stiffening up to its ten inch length and four inch
circumference. When it was fully erect, Debbie took as much of it as
she could into her mouth. Her head bobbed as she sucked and she would
take breaks to swirl her hot tongue over his slit and under his turgid
shaft. She even paused to tea-bag his hefty balls, driving him made
with lust. Michael noticed his others cousins watching with a gleam in
their pretty eyes.

Debbie was no expert, but she was giving Michael one hell of a blow-
job. He was moaning all the while her mouth made love to his swollen
cock. Michael's dick was swelling even more and he knew that his sperm
would soon be racing up into Debbie's mouth, but he was too out of
breath to give her a warning.

Michael groaned his involuntary roar echoing in the small bedroom as
his hot, white spooge filled her mouth. Debbie knew she had to
swallow, and she tried to stay ahead of the massive surge of cum, but
Michael's load was too much for his poor, inexperienced cousin and his
spooge leaked from her mouth, down her chin and dripped onto her big
boobs. Michael's rush of cum finally slacked off to a dribble and
Debbie sucked until he grew soft like she needed his love juice to
survive. Michael's cock slipped from her mouth, and then she belched
and giggled, the three other women giggling along with her.

Wanting to reward Debbie for her successful sucking and swallowing,
Michael picked her nearly naked body up and laid her on the bed. He
then dropped to his knees and flipped her skirt up, exposing her juicy
cunt. Michael caught Debbie's eye and said, "Paybacks are a bitch" He
them lowered his face to her lap and started to lick her inner
thighs,

Michael felt Debbie's body relax as she surrendered to him. Her thighs
spread apart as he bathed them with his hot tongue. Michael then
kissed his way to her oozing slit, intent on feasting on Debbie's
delectable secretions. His lips merely brushed against her puffy outer
folds before they embraced her still hidden clit. A moment of intense
sucking freed an impassioned moan from her lips. Michael then moved
back down to Debbie's quivering cunt.

The other cousins watched in growing envy. They hoped that Michael
would last long enough to service them. Their 'training' assured them
that he would, but it was hard to watch Debbie have all the fun.
Sandie and Kristyn, dark haired mother and blonde daughter, looked
each other in the eye as they had the same idea. Clothes were thrown
willy-nilly as the two tried to get naked for each other. Once the
last piece of clothing was gone the two naked women threw themselves
on each other and started kissing and licking the bare flesh before
them.



Debbie twisted and humped Michael's face as his tongue made love to
her aroused pussy. She screamed, "Fuck me! I am your slut! Fuck me
with your tongue!" Michael intensified his movements with his tongue
and shoved two fingers deep into Debbie's snatch. Her screams changed
to deep, panting moans as his thumb rubbed her clit in small circles.
Debbie's guttural moans drowned out the noise that Sandie and Kristyn
were making. Michael's fingers were squishing in and out of Debbie's
sopping hole as she sucked in her breath; cumming all over Michael's
thrusting hand. Michael smiled with satisfaction, now he could really
get down and dirty.

His cock had recovered and was hard again, so Michael did not waste
any time. He flipped Debbie's limp body over and shoved his stiff rod
into her gooey snatch. It slid in with out hesitation, bottoming out
on her cervix causing a dull moan from Debbie. Michael was encouraged
by her response and pumped his cock in and out of her several times.
His strokes were long and powerful, causing a mix of pleasure and pain
to his fuck-toy cousin. Michael scooped some of Debbie's juice out of
her cunt and used it to lubricate her ass. He continued to pound into
her sex as he jabbed one then two fingers up her butt. Debbie gasped
at this intrusion to her virgin ass-hole, and then thrust back against
Michael's big dick.




Working his fingers in Debbie's asshole, Michael loosened her tight
sphincter. Michael slowed down his fucking of Debbie's cum filled
quim; he didn't want to shoot his wad until he had enjoyed the
hospitality of her tight bung-hole. Soon he felt that she was loose
enough, so he pulled out his now dirty fingers and rested the swollen
head of his manhood against her loosened rosebud. Debbie moaned at the
loss of Michael's shaft in her wet folds.

With a slap on Debbie's firm ass, Michael pushed his member against
her tight ass-hole. Her muscles resisted the entry of such a large
object until he pushed harder. Michael popped through her abused
sphincter and filled part of her tight ass chute. He kept pushing,
ignoring her wails of pain, until he was fully in and his balls rested
against her soft ass-cheeks. Michael rested for a moment allowing
Debbie's ass to become used to his cock's intrusion.

Thinking that Debbie could use some more lubrication in her narrow
anal passage, Michael pulled his shaft out of her butt and plunged it
into her cum-saturated snatch. A few deep strokes later he switched
holes, this time ramming his meaty dick up her Hershey highway.
Debbie's anguish was not as apparent, so he began earnestly fucking
her tight bung-hole. Every few minutes Michael would relubricate his
cock with her hot nectar and then return to plowing her dark passage.
Her cries so turned to moans. He felt his fat dick growing even fatter
and his climax imminent while on a journey to her womanly folds for
more of her natural lube. Michael decided to grace Debbie's cunt with
his offering and gave her his final few thrusts hard and fast until he
came. His hot, thick spooge shot deep within her coating her already
sopping pussy.



Michael pulled his softening tool out of Debbie's messy sex-hole and
looked over at Robyn. She met his eyes and then began to get
undressed. First off was her black tank top. As Robyn peeled it off
she revealed a lacy, white front closure bra. Her shorts went next
showing off her matching lacy, white panties. Robyn stood there in
just her underwear and smiled at Michael. His cock twitched at the
sight and Michael nodded to Robyn. The younger sister loosed her bra
and stepped out of her panties. She stood feet spread and twisted her
upper body, causing her ripe tits to bounce off each other. They
wiggled even after Robyn stopped twisting. Michael stood with his
mouth open just staring at her dancing beauties.



Waving Robyn over Michael held his messy, limp cock, so Robyn could
suck it back to life. Robyn dropped to her knees and took Michael's
dirty dick into her willing mouth. She sucked his shaft until it was
almost erect. Then Robyn slid her head forward taking Michael's
hardening cock deep down her throat. She kept teasing with her tongue
as Michael's shaft fucked her throat. Releasing his large cock, Robyn
pulled back so she could take a deep breathe and then swallowed him
again. After a moment, Michael backed up pulling his hard dick from
her desperate, sucking mouth. He had somewhere else he wanted to leave
his load of cum. Michael then told Robyn to climb on the bed on her
hands and knees. His cock already wet with Robyn's saliva and her cunt
wet with excitement, Michael thrust his swollen shaft deep into
Robyn's excited quim. He fucked her with long slow strokes, taking his
time, Robyn's jugs bouncing with the rhythm of his cyclic slamming
into her from behind.



Downstairs the wind was picking up and the sky was filling with
clouds. Diane climbed the stairs, wanting to make sure that the
windows were closed. She moved from room to room closing the open
windows. When she got to Debbie's old bedroom she thought she heard
voices. Not wanting to disturb anyone, she was careful and quiet as
she opened the door. The first thing she saw was the arms and legs of
her daughter Sandie wrapped around Sandie's daughter Kristyn. They
were both naked, cuddling with their eyes closed. On the bed Diane saw
her daughter Debbie also naked with thick, white spooge leaking out of
the wide open vagina. Opening the door a little more revealed her
third daughter Robyn on her hands and knees being pummeled from behind
by her nephew Michael. Diane stood there in shock watching her
nephew's large cock move in and out of Robyn's wet snatch. Diane came
to her senses a moment later, closed the door, and walked down the
stairs thinking of what she had seen.





No one in the room noticed Diane's quick peek, no one in the room were
in condition to notice much of anything. Michael was getting close to
orgasm and began slapping Robyn on her nice, round ass. Robyn cried
aloud as she experienced her second orgasm. Michael didn't let up at
all. If anything, he fucked and slapped just that much harder and
faster. Michael yelled as he shot his third load of the day. These
wads were driven deep into Robyn's cunt causing yet another orgasm in
the doggy styled slut.





Michael pulled out when he was finished, leaving the fucked-out Robyn
next to her sister on the bed. He picked up Robyn's discarded tank top
and wiped his limp member clean on it. "Two down, two to go." Michael
stood over the mother and daughter curled up in each others arms. They
looked so sexy lying there with dried cum all around their mouths.
Michael looked at his watch and saw that it was growing late. He
nudged Sandie's bubble butt with his foot. "Wakey, wakey, if you want
some of this," he pointed to his cock, "you had better wake up." He
nudged Kristyn cute little butt. "You too, little girl; time to rise
and fuck."



The eighteen year old vixen untwisted her body from her mother's and
stretched. Michael felt his pulse quicken; Kristyn was a gorgeous sex-
bomb and his heavy rod started to show its appreciation. She reached
over in a stretch that showed off her firm tits and cupped his hanging
balls in her small hands. Michael's well-used meat twitched as her
soft fingers began to caress his sack. Sandie sat up watching her
daughter get Michael ready. The look on her face helped Michael's
hardening process; the look was a mixture of pride and lust. Between
the look in Sandie's eyes and Kristyn's fondling, Michael was fully
erect.

Grinning from ear to ear, Michael took Kristyn's chin in his hand and
kissed her with all the passion in him. "Hold on Kristyn, age before
beauty, your mom is first, but don't fret. I've got something special
planned for you." Looking to Sandie sitting on the floor he said,
"Crawl over here bitch, I've been wanting to fuck that big ass of
yours for years." Sandie crawled over to Michael on all fours,
wiggling her hefty butt all the way.

Michael grabbed Sandie's hips and thrust his hard dick into her wet
pussy. He was soon slamming into her from behind causing her plump
body to quiver with the impact. Michael liked it when his balls would
press up tight against Sandie's bubble-butt. That meant he was all the
way up that sloppy pussy of hers. Sandie's fat ass was bouncing back
and forth like waves in an ocean with each thrust by Michael. A little
cushion for the pushing. Although Sandie gave birth to two boys in
addition to the wonderful Kristyn, her cunt was not very stretched
out. Obviously she had not been getting fucked like she deserved, that
Michael was remedying.

It was so hot taking Sandie from behind, but Michael knew that he
couldn't fuck forever. He called Kristyn over and had her lie on her
mother's back with her legs spread wide. Michael had an audience by
now; both Debbie and Robyn were watching and playing with their
pussies. Having them look on was very erotic and gave him renewed
strength. Michael fucked both women at once. Sandie would get a bevy
of short, fast strokes and then he would switch over to Kristyn's
tight cunt and give her the same. Michael had them both moaning and
thrusting back when it was her turn.


Michael was getting tired switching between Kristyn and her mom, so
the next time he was in Kristyn he pulled her up onto him and her legs
automatically wrapped around his waist. Michael bounced her on his
dick, sending her into orgasm after orgasm. Kristyn was light as a
feather and made a great sex-yoyo. He felt his own orgasm approaching,
which he wanted to hold off as long as possible, so he set Kristyn
down next to her mom. Michael sat down in the chair to catch his
breath.

After a few short minutes, Debbie climbed onto the chair and lowered
herself down on Michael's still hard, but rested cock. The soft, wet
folds of Debbie's pussy surrounded Michael's big cock as his shaft
disappeared in her 'Tunnel of Love.' Debbie started slow, but built up
to a fast, hard bounce on Michael's lap, more specifically on his
swollen shaft. She enjoyed her ride moaning and climaxing until
Michael lifted her off and set her on the floor with the other naked
women.

"I've only got one load left and I wanted to share it with all of you.
So please gather close to each other." His cousins cuddled with each
other, arms and legs joined in a massive human puzzle. "Good job
girls, a little closer together." The naked women snuggled as close as
they could, cheek to cheek and tit to tit. "Perfect, now smile big and
get ready." They look so hot together like that. Michael pumped his
cock merrily as it swelled. He kept it trained on the women as he
came. It was like an accident in slow motion. His first shot anchored
itself in Robyn's dark hair, the main stream of jizz swooping in a
tight arc to land on her forehead and trailing between her eyes and
down her nose. Debbie shared a similar fate, his second stream
squirted across her face from right temple to left cheek. Sandie and
Kristen's first deposits from Michael also hit their faces then pooled
together where their faces were pressed hard against one another.
Michael's last spurts painted Debbie's, Robyn's, Sandie's and
Kristyn's breasts as he emptied all the spooge he had left. With their
obvious family appearances, they look like sisters at a Bukakke
festival. He fell back into the chair getting his strength back.

The women were giggling and slurping as they cleaned the cum off of
each other with their tongues and fingers. Michael waited until they
were finished, "OK, we've been gone a long time, let's get dressed.
Robyn was about to put her panties back on when Michael said, "Don't
worry about your underwear, just shove them under Debbie's bed." The
four cousins shoved their bras and panties under the bed. Then they
finished getting dressed as the rain began to pound on the roof.

Michael stood in front of his delicious cousins and shook his head.
"There is no way we can all troop downstairs without raising a lot of
suspicion, besides you all looked well fucked, some more than others.'
Michael listened to the rain landing on the roof while he tried to
think of a plan. "I've got it! You ladies go down the back outside
stairs and get good and cleaned off by the rain. It will cool you and
wash all the sweat and cum from your bodies. You can then seek shelter
from the rain. I'll 'just having woken up from a nap', go down the
inner stairs and no one will be the wiser." The ladies nodded in
agreement then went down the back stairs.

Michael got dressed and walked downstairs, yawning. Little did he know
it, but Dr. Claiborne's plan had gone perfectly. A fine, upstanding
Jehovah's Witness family had taken the first step towards destruction
through blatant incest. All Michael knew was that his dreams had
started to come true and four of his beautiful cousins were ready to
fuck him at the drop of a hat.

- - - - -

The girls got totally soaked, and cleaned, and then went inside the
house or to shelter in the yard and out buildings. Unfortunately,
their wet tops clung to their bra-less boobs causing at least one
raised eyebrow. The ladies, of course, just acted as if everything was
normal. Kristyn spotted her dad and brothers sitting together at a
covered picnic table. She sat next to them and asked with an innocent
expression on her face, "Hey boys, I'll be needed some help changing
and drying once we get home, do ya think you can help?"

When Michael entered the kitchen he was pulled aside by his Aunt
Diane. She spoke to him in a soft voice, "Next weekend I have a
project for you, OK? Your skills are required to attend to something
near and dear to my heart." Michael would not of made anything of the
request, but Aunt Diane's hand squeezing his butt cheek before she
moved off made it all too clear. He resolved to make some time for her
next weekend. She may be in her sixties, but she had passed on her
fabulous tits to her daughters and he really wanted to enjoy them.



Thus another family picnic went by, but things among the relatives in
this family would never be the same.