...................‘Jesus, Fiona....what the hell are you doing here?’Fiona was my niece, but only about 14 months younger than me. My eldest brot...er married early, and as I was the youngest of six, there wasn’t much of a gap in our ages. Fiona was pretty, but being my niece, I had never paid too much attention to her.Fiona slid down the lush grass into the hollow beside us, never taking her eyes off my cock, or rather trying to look at it as I was covering up. As she slid down, her skirt rode. Hope it works.Me: I’ll be around.I left the room and went back to the dining room. This is never going to work. Is it? I mean we did have a threesome once but is that enough? What if that was just a thing of the moment? The worst-case scenario is that Chloe kicks both of us out. Suddenly Candy came out of nowhere.Candy: What are you doing here?Me: The girls wanted to talk, alone.Candy: And they got rid of you. Poor thing.Me: Is there something you wanted?Candy: Uhhh actually there is. So I’m. Later in the night after more drinking and dancing, Fran tells him reluctantly that she must leave for home. He takes her hand as they leave the bar. Hailing a taxi, he insists that he see her home safely before he returns to his hotel room. They hold hands and she lets her head rest on his shoulder on the trip to her home. He is intoxicated by her perfume and feels a stirring in his groin. As they near her home, she asks if he would come in for coffee. “We can call another cab or I can drive. I've been horny all day, and I had an itch that still needs scratching. Come fuck me."Stacy grabbed hold of my partially inflated cock, sucked me down, and worked me up to a 'ten.' As she looked up into my eyes with my cock deep in her throat, I caught the edge of a worried look. I was getting as much of a jolt of sexual overdrive from watching John's cum leak out of her pussy, as what she was doing to me to try to get me hard.In any case, when I was ready, I made love to my wife. After I'd.