Edward Cartwright - The Family Man

He did. His left hand moved under the curves of her twitching arse and found the warm, wet path. Holding it open, he lanced his member under her and pushed the hard head right up into the slit without fumbling at all as he had done the first few times.

His arrow drove straight and true until it was fully buried in the center of her target. His hands were the strong hands of a man as he held her thighs and hips to keep her centered properly.

Before he flooded her cunt and belly with his warm product, Elizabeth had been well and truly Screwed so that she wanted nothing more than a long rest. She left the room slowly, leaving the brother and sister alone.

“You really gave it to her, Clyde,” Faith said to her brother with admiration.

“I plowed it into her all right,” he laughed, feeling very proud of himself.

“You really wore her out with your screwing.”

“Yeah, that's right. She was nearly crawling when she left,” he laughed. “But she wore you out, too.” “She did not. I feel very good and very strong.”

Faith reached down and took her brother's limp, lick cock between her fingers. She felt it, measured it, caressed it.

“She did too wear you out. Look how little and soft your prick is.”

“Well, what do you expect?”

“I expect it to be hard and ready when I want it.”

“But it's just been used.”

“Do you think that if I suck on it it'll get hard again?”

“I doubt it.”

“Well, then, you'll have to do me.”

“Do you?”

“Yes. You'll have to get down between my legs and eat up my pussy.”

“You want it now?” “Yes, I do.”

“All right. I'll do it. Lie down and spread your legs wide apart so I can get at that hot cunt of yours.”

“Anything you say, brother dear,” she laughed.

Clyde buried his face between his sister's warm thighs and his mouth covered her slick, fevered slit. His tongue dug and dove and licked, driving his sister nearly out of her mind. When she came she screamed and nearly fainted.

Edward Cartwright

The Family Man

For days now, Faith and her brother had been applying themselves to their school work. The evenings were always enjoyable, with the four of them usually participating in some variation of an orgy that went on until the participants were exhausted.

But while the evenings were fine, the days were a bore to the two young ones, especially so in Faith's case. School work had once seemed routine, but since her education had been stepped up, she found it impossibly dull.

Noticing this at the outset, Elizabeth used both reason and applications of the cane and birch to make the proper impression on the girl. In doing so, she made it clear that while the younger ones acted as adults, they would be accorded appropriate treatment.

When, on the other hand, their conduct fell below the acceptable standard, they would be punished like naughty children.

Clyde, becoming more mature every day, caught on at once so that he had not received even one beating as they returned to the discipline of the class room. Faith was not nearly as amenable to the routine however, and her big behind constantly wore stripes.

On one particular day, Faith swore that she would not earn herself another beating. Applying herself to the work assigned her, she was a model student and had finished the job shortly after lunch.

After congratulating herself, she was startled to realize that thanks to having finished so early, there was a long afternoon of boredom ahead before she could hope for any enjoyment to break the monotony.

At once, her mind began working on a plan to fill the void which looked ahead and seemed weeks long, not just hours.

In the fields behind the house, she watched men at work. In desperation, she thought of slipping outside in search of some fun.

The more she toyed with the idea, the more exciting it seemed. There was, she told herself, no need for any complicated plan.

She would merely appear to be an innocent maid out for a stroll in the fields on a sunny afternoon. When she spotted a likely looking man working alone, it would be simple enough to duck into the shelter of a hedge or clump of bush and raise her skirts up her belly.

Seeing such a sight, she smiled at the thought, any man would quickly understand what was being offered and be quick to take advantage of it.

As an alternative, Faith continued to ponder her plan, she could walk up close to one of the men working alone and really surprise him by asking in a quiet voice if he would like to ram his cock into her steaming hot cunt.

She would smile at his look of shock and walk into the shelter of some hedge. Before long, she was sure, he would come to her with his stiff, hungry prick held in his hand at the ready.

Faith felt the searing heat of her crotch and knew there was no time to waste. Some nameless field hand was about to receive a surprise screwing and there was no point in keeping him waiting-While she considered whether to inform Elizabeth that she was going for a walk or whether to just leave the house, Faith saw a man turning into the walk leading to the front door of the house.

Recognizing him as the new minister come to pay a call on the family, she was tempted to be angry for just a moment. It took her no longer than that to strike on a plan of using the man of the cloth to satisfy the hunger that was burning in her crotch.

What a thrill it would be, she thought with excitement, to turn his mind from matters spiritual to those of a much more sexual nature. With growing confidence and rising passion, she allowed her mind to dwell on the delights of seducing a man who delivered stirring sermons on the evil of the flesh and the terrible sins committed to satisfy the lusts of the body.

If she had stopped to think of the enormity of her plan, Faith might have realized how difficult it could be, but she didn't stop to question. Instead, she hurried to the door to admit the man just as he was reaching for the knocker.

Smiling and greeting the man with her best curtsey, she welcomed him to the house while permitting her eyes to rove over his husky frame. He was bigger than her father, she noted, but his size was all muscle without a trace of fat. In addition, he was much younger and more virile looking.

I wonder how big and strong a cock he has, she mused silently while commenting on the loveliness of the weather. She was pleased to see that the minister seemed charmed at her manner. That was important to her. He could consider her to be a girl and a lovely one, she reasoned, but more than that, he had to see some of the charm of a maturing woman at the same time. Without that, her plan would be in trouble.

While she was assuring the minister that her father was well, Elizabeth walked into the room. Faith glowed, her confidence growing, as she heard the man enthuse in praise of her ladylike manner.

Elizabeth was quick to go along with the game by assuring the man of the cloth that the girl was mature beyond her years and gave promise of becoming a lady of the highest standing.

For a little while, Faith was content so sit quietly while the man and woman exchanged polite conversation. A lull arrived in the conversation, and when it did, Faith was ready to pounce.

“Dear Elizabeth,” she spoke almost shyly, “I've been greatly troubled by spiritual problems of late. Would it be an imposition to ask this man of the cloth to discuss certain troubling matters with me in the privacy of daddy's study?”

“Why, my child,” the man replied before Elizabeth could bring herself under control as a result of the surprise query, “I should be pleased to listen to your problems and offer what help I can.”

“I'm confident your father would be proud of you my dear,” Elizabeth managed to reply at last. “He has done his best to guide you in the proper paths and would, I'm sure be proud of you at this moment.”