I slumped down onto the bed in total shock for a few agonizing minutes before I got myself together and ran from the room to my own bedroom. I sat on my bed for a few minutes before jumping in the bath to try to feel clean again, my mind was in such total turmoil I started to shut down. I lay on my bed and fell asleep in minutes.
When I awoke it was 8-30 pm. I went downstairs into the kitchen to find Paul and Ryan already eating and watching the news; they were both going off for a weekend jaunt starting at 6-00am the following day. I explained I was not feeling too good and would probably have a long weekends rest. That got some sympathy, I went back to bed, and they should sort themselves out.
I knew I had to talk to somebody, so early next day I called Lisa, my sister and told her I needed her help. Within two hour, she was sitting next to me waiting to hear my story. I started with the photos, the blackmail, and being fucked by David.
"Was it good?" She asked.
"Truthfully? Yes, it was fantastic! Whoever taught him did a great job." I said.
I then went onto tell her about the previous day, what had happened, and how I did not know how to handle it.
"Tell me who it was then." She demanded.
"This is the really hard part." I said. "It was my son Ryan." I blurted out close to tears.
"And was he good as well?" Lisa demanded to know with a smile on her face.
"I am ashamed to say it was the best, until I saw who it was, that killed it for me."
"Get your cigarettes and let's go sit on your smoking bench; I have a lot to tell you." Lisa said.
We sat on my bench puffing away as Lisa began to tell her tale. She started by telling me her useless husband was interested in having sex about once a month. She needed it far more often and had taken many lovers over the years to satisfy herself, but it had only been the last two years that she had been getting all she needed and more, even having sex with another women.
"Details! I need all the details!" I said laughing, feeling much better already, thinking I was going to hear some tales of good clean sex. She carried on telling me that two years ago she met a very young man who was still fairly innocent, his only previous experience was just some youthful fumbling with his sister and little else. Nevertheless, she has seduced him on his 16 th birthday and after some training had become a real sex stud who would fuck her whenever the urge came upon her, which were pretty frequent.
Moreover, the young man had introduced her to his friend, who was the same age, and just as horny and he had become her second lover. And, she added, that she had met the first young man's sister who was bisexual and had a few more than a few sexual encounters with her as well.
"So how often do you see these young men and the girl for sex nowadays?" I asked.
"Once or twice a week with each young man, but it varies, but only once a month with the girl." Lisa said.
"So you are getting fucked three or four time a week, you lucky cow!" I said laughing. "Why can't I get that?"
"You are still not getting the picture are you? They are right under your nose, the young men are your son Ryan, his friend David and your daughter, Tania is the girl. Ryan and David have been fucking Tania as well for about a year." Lisa said snickering
"Oh my God, my kids are sex maniacs, but then at their age so were we. I slowed down after marriage, where you did not, it seems." I said sarcastically.
Lisa told me more about how she first started with Ryan just after his 16 th birthday when he had been over at her house to clear out their garage for a few dollars. Ryan had gone around the back of the garage to have a piss; Lisa had caught him and suggested she hold it for him, which led to her wanking him, which off course he really enjoyed. The following week she gave him a blowjob behind the garage. One week later his fuck training started. A month or so later David has joined in the action and her greatest pleasure now was both of them fucking and sucking her to exhaustion at the same time.
"Where does Tania come into all this?" I asked.
"Let me get a bottle of wine before you start. I need a drink!" I said, and went back into the house and brought back two bottles.
