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An Unholy Marriage, part three. (m+/f+, inc)
          by Spiller

	Alyssia felt utterly pampered, as Beatrice set out to clean her pussy, 
beginning with soft, nibbling lips on the inside of her thighs. Slowly she 
moved up towards the naked pussy, now leaking the copious load uncle 
Jonathan had deposited in it. A shiver ran through her body as she felt the 
pointed tongue work it's way in between her wet lips, and when Beatrice  
began an appreciative groaning against her naked skin, while she was 
slurping up the sperm, Alyssia felt the familiar tingling fire start again.

	On a lovebench right beside the big, round bed, Alexander's cousin Naomi 
was given a treatment of the same kind, only it was a man, servicing her. 
Naomi's very tall, very slim body was shaking in pleasure, and she stretched 
out a hand towards uncle Jonathan, her father, and invited his wilted cock 
into her mouth to be sucked clean. This incestuous sight sent new shivers 
through Alyssia's body, which pushed out the last glob of sperm from her 
vagina, just to be sucked up eagerly by Beatrice.

	"That's it, my girl. Clean as a fiddle you are, and as far as I can tell, 
ready for more." Beatrice had lifted her head and was looking up at Alyssia 
with a big smile on her face.

	Alyssia sat up on the bed and threw her arms round Beatrice in a loving 
hug. "That, dear Beatrice, was just as lovely and wicked as I thought it 
would be. And you're quite right, dear, I AM ready for whatever may come. 
Tell me."

	"Frederic is the youngest here. He's just turned fifteen, and he has come 
all the way from Munich on the transatlantic flight, just to be here for 
your initiation."  Beatrice waved her hand towards the back of the room, and 
a very young, very beautiful and very naked boy crossed the room towards the 
bed.

	"I say, aunt Beatrice, you Americans! The name is Friedrich, and I come 
from M nchen, not Munich." He stretched out his hand as if to say hello to 
Alyssia. Then he bent down and lightly touched the back of her hand with his 
lips, and said: "There wasn't really time for me at the dinner to say 
properly hello, Alyssia. But for sure aunt Victoria's telegram didn't lie, 
telling us about your beauty. I am sure happy that I'm the youngest here."

	"My, what a cocky young fellow", Alyssia thought. "Nothing shy with women, 
at that young age." But then she realised, that given his upbringing in this 
clan, at fifteen he had probably been with more women than most men would in 
a lifetime. And he really looked gorgeous. As much as Alyssia loved 
Alexander's solid, hairy chest, this slim boy looked ready to eat. 
Pale-skinned like Alyssia herself, not a hair on his body, and that pretty, 
colourful face. Dark brown curly hair, long, black eyelashes framing 
youthful, shiny blue eyes.

	"And who has been chosen to help you with this old lady" she teased him.

	"I'm happy to tell you, that it's Rebecca from Chicago. I haven't seen her 
for three years, but I can tell you she's as lovely as ever." He turned 
round to summon a colourful lady, who looked to be around fifty. Very 
Mediterranian, soft and voluptous, at the same time with movements which 
told about her strength and a lot of exercise. Part of her olive skin was 
covered in a lush, emerald green neglige . "Hi, Alyssia. That Jonathan is a 
great lover, isn't he?"

	"I sure have nothing to complain about," Alyssia smiled. "I haven't met you 
before tonight, Rebecca."

	"No. But I can tell you I was very happy and honoured when I received 
Victoria's invitation. That woman sure knows how to throw a party. Just the 
idea of fetching our lovely Friedrich across the ocean - for just one party. 
Isn't he lovely?"

	"I can only say that he is very beautiful, but a bit young for an old girl 
like me?"

	"Sweet Alyssia. I can tell for sure, that three years ago he wasn't too 
young. And you have got to learn, that in this clan age is only considered, 
if it has hit your brain." She laughed a little as she climbed on the bed. 
"And it sure has not hit you, neither in- nor outside."

	There was strong electricity in the kiss she gave Alyssia, before she sat 
down on the bed behind her. She took Alyssia by her shoulders and pressed 
her backwards, to lie with her head in Rebecca's lap. "Now, my girl, you 
just relax and leave the rest to dear Friedrich and me." Alyssia could feel 
her hand opening the green neglige , and then her firm, big breasts pressed 
against the top of her head, when Rebecca leaned forward to cup her own pert 
breasts. "You know, all evening I have longed to get my hands on these 
lovely breasts. It is really a torment to sit through a formal dinner, 
knowing that you have been chosen to initiate."

	Alyssia opened her eyes again, when the first surge of passion had run 
through her body, started by Rebecca's able hands. She looked up into 
Friedrich's blue, blue eyes, and she couldn't help looking further down his 
body. God, he looked so young. Slender, almost skinny, the pale, white skin 
stretched over his boyish frame. Then further down to his obviously shaved 
crotch, where his solid, long cock stood at attention up his belly. There 
was absolutely nothing boyish about that cock! The way it pointed straight 
upwards sent hot signals to her pussy, and it looked solid and fat like 
nothing she had ever seen, not even in pictures.

	"Come, Friedrich. I can hardly wait to get my hands on you." When Friedrich 
hovered over her, she stretched out her hands to caress his square shoulders 
and the skinny chest. "God, how smooth," she thought. Her hands slipped 
further down to touch his waist and narrow hips. A little later they moved 
forwards, as if driven by a force beyond her control. She shivered and felt 
her pussy open up again, when she touched his iron-hard cock. "Oh, my God, 
Friedrich, will you please lie down on me and let me feel you? And will you 
please put that hard thing into me?"

	Some people are given the gift of facination by their voice, some by their 
looks, and some by their playing an instrument. Friedrich's special gift of 
facination was in making love - in his body. The moment Alyssia felt his fat 
cock work it's way up her pussy, she was lost. Tiny jolts of passion were 
generated everywhere his body touched hers, and the way her stretched pussy 
held on to his cock raised a thirst, a hunger, and overwhelming desire for 
satisfaction, no matter what.  Driven by a force of their own, her hips 
moved round a little, then started a humping motion against the lithe, young 
body. Alyssia was dazed. Her  eyes didn't even close, they just glazed over, 
as her humping hips worked Friedrich's fat cock further and further towards 
the bottom of her cunt.

	A couple of very hard pinches to her nipples brought her back to reality. 
She pressed her head backwards against Rebecca's breasts and looked up into 
her eyes. "I told you, didn't I? He's not at all too young."

	"Heavens, no. This is better than any fantasy."

	"Right, my dear. And now do what I told you. Relax, and we'll take care of 
you. Can you do that?"

	"I'll try, but I can't promise. My body just wants to take over."

	Rebecca's hands moved from Alyssia's tits to her armpits, and she felt she 
was lifted like a little doll. Rebecca moved her legs around, and a little 
later Alyssia felt Rebecca's feet under the small of her back. As Rebecca 
lowered her again, her head fell in between the soft, open thighs, to rest 
on her lower belly and her mons. A strong scent of perfume and warm, musky 
pussyjuice enveloped Alyssia.

	"Will one of you men please sit back to back with me? This is not the 
world's most comfortable position." Alyssia felt the bed rock a little, as 
someone joined them. "Now, just relax, my dear, and don't be so eager to get 
him all the way to your bottom." Rebecca's hands resumed the caresses of her 
tits and nipples, and now Friedrich started a langourous, delicious slide in 
and out of her overflowing cunt. Rebecca's feet lifted her back upwards into 
a swaying position, and a minute later Alyssia was delightfully aware how 
Friedrich's electric cock was sliding in and out of her, all the time 
pressing against the front of her vagina.

	An entirely new sensation took over. A slow, burning, yearning glow floated 
into her body, and took away her breath. She simply had almost to 
hyperventilate, groaning and panting, while she felt like her cunt was 
constantly opening up, getting bigger and wetter, bigger and wetter, but 
still Friedrich's cock filled her out in the most wonderful way. A cool gush 
of air brushed past her clit, making her aware that nothing touched it, but 
she didn't care at all. Her whole awareness was on that wondercock, pressing 
against the front of her vagina, never going in more than halfway. When her 
orgasm started she was not even aware of it. There was none of the usual 
explosion. Just that burning glow getting stronger and stronger. First her 
cunt made tiny contractions, then they slowly got stronger and faster, then 
her belly started rippling motions, and last her whole body was shaking. Out 
of the daze she heard a singing voice chant the most erotic tunes she had 
ever heard, and then she realised it was her own voice.

	For almost two minutes she was drowned in the waves of orgasm, while tears 
were running down her cheeks and juice was running out of her cunt. As the 
orgasm went weaker, she stretched her shaking hands down and grabbed 
Friedrich's slim, boyish hips. "Oh, please, Friedrich. Give it to me. Fill 
me up. Please, let me feel you come in me. Give me the last, please. Fill me 
up." She was painfully aware that the boy slammed into her, the tip of his 
cock hitting bottom, while his sharp pubic bone cut into her clit. The last 
orgasm was like a lightening, sharp, almost painful, nervewrecking and 
violent, as his hot jism spurted out into her cunt. Her singing died out, 
like an old grammophone turning slower and slower, ending in a deep, 
satisfied groan, as she passed out from lust.

	When she came to, she didn't know how long time she had been unconcious. 
Somebody was wiping her forehead with a cold washrag while Rebecca was 
cradling her head in her arms. "Oh, my God, whatever happened?"

	"You just found out, my dear, that a fifteen year old is not always too 
young."

	Suddenly Alyssia was aware how wet she was down there. Actually the whole 
bed was wet under her, and she turned crimson. "Please, Rebecca. Tell me I 
didn't wet my bed."

	Rebecca laughed. "No, dear, you didn't piss your bed. You just came so 
much, that you squirted a cupfull of the nicest juice ever. So sweet and 
watery. You know, for some reason the same thing happens to a lot of us, 
when we win Friedrich in the lottery of love. I think his mother taught him 
very well."

	"Thank God. I still cannot believe that I'm so wet all over. Never happened 
before."

	"Right you are. But there is a first for everything. For now I think you 
should let yourself be taken to the bathroom for a nice shower and a light 
massage. May I propose that you let Anthony and Clarence take care of you? 
And while you are away the rest of us will put new covers on the bed, in 
case you need it for something."

	"I've got a much better idea. Why don't we all join Alyssia in the hot tub 
uncle Jonathan had installed last year. There is plenty of room for us all, 
and then we can 'repair' the bed when we have finished." It was Alma's 
melodic, highpitched voice which filled the room. And her words were 
accepted right away. Alyssia didn't even get a chance to voice an opinion.

	A minute later the bed was surrounded by people. Anthony with Clarence, 
Barbara with Rosalind, and Naomi with Jamison, moved in and pushed their 
hands under Alyssia from both sides. When they held hands two and two their 
arms formed a stretcher, and they lifted her up and carried her towards a 
double door, which Alma and Jonathan opened. Behind the door was the pool 
that Alma had mentioned, filled with lukewarm water. Laughing and joking 
about the copious amount of juice which Alyssia had shed on the bed, they 
counted three, and suddenly Alyssia found herself flying through the air to 
land with an enormous splash in the luxurious water. Hardly had the waves 
calmed down when she was joined by the rest of her initiation group. There 
was a good deal of splashing around, laughing and talking, until Jonathan 
and Naomi took Alyssia's hands and led her up the marble stairs and brought 
her to the shower, where they started soaping her down. Everybody in her 
group took their turn washing her. No brush, no washing cloth, just bare 
hands and soap. And finally she was rinsed in the running water and brought 
back to the pool.

	"And now, my dear Alyssia, the ceremonial part of your initiation is over. 
For the rest of the time till midnight we're just going to have a lot of fun 
and enjoyment, all of us."

	Tall, skinny Naomi stepped up to her. The water was so deep, that Alyssia 
only had her head and shoulders above it, but tall Naomi had her tiny, tiny 
breasts out of it. A full head of flaming red hair framed her beautiful 
face.  "I just tasted your lovely juice on my father's cock. But I should 
really like to taste the genuine thing. May I?"

	Alyssia looked up into her green eyes, and nodded yes. She could hardly 
make herself answer such an unusual question.

	Naomi grabbed her by the hips and lifted her out of the water to sit on the 
edge of the pool. As if it was the most natural thing in the world Alyssia 
felt herself  lean back on her hands, and her legs fell open by themselves, 
not by an act of will. Soon a mass of curly red hair covered her crotch, and 
Naomi's pointed tongue explored her cunt. For a second Alyssia wondered 
where all that juice came from, but then she closed her eyes and gave in to 
the pleasure. She percieved that Naomi had lifted her head a little, and 
some incomprehensible words were muttered into Alyssia's cunt, and then she 
dived in again.

	Alyssia opened her eyes, and looking down Naomi's bent back she found the 
reason for the mumbling. Anthony was slowly working his cock into her from 
behind. She looked around, and saw that most of the people had left the 
pool. Rebecca and Friedrich had only reached the floor beside the pool, and 
Friedrich was buried deep between her open thighs. An expression of heavenly 
bliss was on her face, as she held on to his moving hips. The rest of the 
group apparantly had gone into the bedroom. As lovely as Naomi's cuntsucking 
was, it had only raised Alyssia's hunger for more cock. Gently she put her 
hands on Naomi's cheeks and lifted her head. She slipped out from under the 
mass of red curls, bent down and tasted her own juice on Naomi's lips, and 
went back towards the bedroom. In the doorway she turned round and looked at 
the two fucking couples, Rebecca and Friedrich in a high tension embrace on 
the floor, and Naomi being fucked vigorously by Anthony, in the water. That 
was when she made her desicion: She wanted to feel each and every cock in 
her pussy before midnight, and she wanted to taste as many pussies as time 
would allow.

	With a determined smile on her lips she turned round and entered the 
bedroom.

End of part three.


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