Chapter 7

At eight o'clock that evening the four youngsters, Frank and Gerald and Donna and Gloria, cleared the dinner dishes and tried to make small talk as they waited for Mr. and Mrs. Judge to clear out for the evening. They were going to see some friends in town, much to the delight of the younger generation.

Dinner had gone quite well, somewhat to Gloria's surprise. The young woman had been quite well entertained by Donald and Catherine, especially for former, whose sense of humor had appealed to her from the first. Still, she was no closer to understanding the family she was about to join.

After the parents had left, the four youngsters sat at the dining table and finished a few bottles of beer, a new experience for Donna who had previously been forbidden to drink. Conversation was rather strained at first until Gloria took things into her own hands and decided to get at a few basic truths.

"Look, we might as well be honest with each other," she began. "I don't want to put anybody down or make judgements but we seem to be in a pretty unusual situation."

"I don't know about that," Donna responded. "I mean, we're just an ordinary family. Maybe we're a little closer than families where you're from."

"Look, we're all sitting here hiding all sorts of secrets from each other," Frank interjected. "We might as well lay our cards on the table and be honest. Now, you, Gerald, don't try to tell me that you and Donna haven't been fooling around."

"Sure we have, why not?" Gerald answered somewhat testily. "You got anything against that."

Frank realized that the conversation was about to become an argument, the last thing he wanted. He directed the discussion for the next few minutes, aided by his wife, who was more than willing to confess to her adventure with Gerald. Within fifteen minutes, the entire story had emerged.

"You are a weird fucking group of people," Gloria insisted. "I like your way of life but I'm curious about it. I just don't understand how you got into all this shit."

Frank tried to explain that the family had always been close, especially himself and his mother. They had been private people, preferring their own company to that of outsiders. Things had changed during his adolescence but now they all seemed to be drifting back into their old lifestyle.

Donna looked at her older brother, afraid to ask what had gone on between him and their mother. Eventually Frank answered the question on his own, confirming her worst fears. Catherine Judge had had sexual relations with her eldest son long before she was aware of such things.

"But why did you stop?" Donna asked, unable to curb her impatience. "And why didn't you ever tell us before?"

"There was some trouble once between Mother and Uncle Larry, her brother," Frank explained. "Seems they were kind of close as children and he never approved of her marrying Pop. Once he found out that we were tight together he threatened her with something, but I don't know why she's afraid of him."

"Maybe you should ask her about it," Gloria concluded. "I mean, we can't go any further with this until you do. For now, I suggest we forget the whole thing and go into the living room. I have a surprise for all of you."

The confused foursome trooped into the living room and waited for Gloria to reappear. She did so a few minutes later, bearing a hand-rolled cigarette between her lips. Gloria sat down and lit up the cigarette as if it were nothing unusual. Only Frank had any idea of what she was really doing.

"It's grass--you know, marijuana," he explained to his brother and sister. "We got into smoking it at school. It's good, even better than corn liquor. Try it, it won't hurt you any."

Gloria inhaled deeply on the joint and then passed it to Gerald. Gerald, a non-smoker, inhaled timidly but found that the smoke did not burn his lungs. He passed the joint to Donna and the young lady tried to emulate her peers, ending up with a severe coughing fit for her trouble.

Three joints made the rounds before Gloria was certain that they were all sufficiently stoned. Her eyes were somewhat glassy but she figured that she was the least wasted of the four, having smoked grass since her high school days.

"Well, here we are," Gloria announced, "Sitting around stoned without a thing to do. Gerald, you haven't said a word to me in the last half hour. Come on, sit next to me. You know you don't have to be afraid. I won't bite you too hard."

Gerald blushed as he sat beside the girl. He had fucked Gloria and should have achieved some mastery of the girl but she was still treating him like a child. But there was no reason not to be friendly with her, particularly now that he knew his brother had beaten him to Donna's cherry.

Gloria wasted little time letting the group know what plans she had formulated for the evening. They were to be alone for a good three or four hours and she was in the mood for an orgy. She kissed Gerald full on the lips and then cuddled up against the lad, wondering if the grass would have any affect on his virility.

She soon discovered that there was nothing to be afraid of. Gerald returned her kiss with real passion, not caring if his brother and sister saw him in action. He reached immediately for Gloria's magnificent tits, fondling them through the thin fabric of her blouse. He knew that it would not be long before Frank and Donna joined in on the fun.

Frank was more than glad to have another opportunity to fuck his beloved little sister. Donna had been an incredible fuck the first time around and it was likely that she'd be even better now that the burden of guilt and confusion had been lifted from her shoulders. Orgies were new to Frank but as long as it was kept within the family he was all for them.

Donna sighed with desire as she felt her brother starting to kiss her again. She was still confused from the grass, which seemed to be having strange effects on her mind. Everything was very fuzzy and unclear but she felt quite good. As long as Frank was there things would be all right for her.

Meanwhile, it had not taken long for Gloria and Gerald to get things moving together. They had stripped to the skin a minute after their first kiss and were lying together on the couch, kissing and caressing like there would be no tomorrow. Occasionally Gerald would look over to the other side of the room where Frank and Donna were getting started but Gloria was not the sort of girl who could be ignored or slighted for very long.

She lowered her head down to Gerald's crotch and wasted no time in taking his already stiff prick into her loving mouth. Her lips surrounded the head of the shaft and soon she was up to her old tricks, swallowing the full seven inches of Gerald's rod and keeping it buried deep in her throat.

"Shit, I wish you could teach Donna to suck cock like that," Gerald moaned after a few seconds of fellatio. "She was pretty good but nothing like you. I mean, you're really fantastic."

"You shouldn't say that," Donna interrupted from the other side of the room. "I did a damned good job sucking you off. Besides, nobody else ever complained about me."

The four youngsters realized that it was ridiculous to be separated by the length of the living room floor. Frank led Donna over to the couch and cleared an area beneath it, doubling the rug so that it could serve as a giant mattress. He invited Gerald and Gloria to recline with himself and his partner, knowing that the four of them were in for the time of their lives.

At first Frank was the center of attention, keeping one arm wrapped tightly around each girl's torso. He kissed Gloria and let his hands wander down to Donna's naked tits, squeezing the nipples gently and thrilling to the feel of the girl's response. Then he quickly signalled to Gerald to get in on the fun.

Gerald decided to try his sister out again. He sat on the couch and drew Donna to him so that she was crouching on her knees on the rug. His stiff prick was pointed right at the girl's mouth, and Donna began to suck it without hesitation, wanting to prove she was as talented as Gloria.

Frank watched the two youngsters for a few was incredible to be stoned and watch the two brothers fucking and sucking with their little sister.

Experienced cosmopolite that she was, Gloria still had never seen anything to match the Judge family. Her own sexual escapades, wild though they had been, were like nothing by comparison. The three Judge children did not really look that much like one another, but together they formed a continuum of common features, facial and physical. They were really something to see.