4 Inches Pt. 02

I had to sleep in the yard, naked with just that blanket over me. I was panicking that someone would find me and just take me, but in the morning my grandmother threw a dress at me and gave me my suitcase, and my grandfather drove me to the airport and put me on a plane."

"So were you a virgin?"

"Give me your finger."

She took my finger, slipped aside her knickers and pushed my finger up in her cunt. It wasn't what I wanted up there, and it was rather clinical as my finger went inside, but she held my hand, pushed it further in. Suddenly she stopped pushing as my finger met resistance. Then she pulled my hand out again, held my finger up, and then quickly licked it clean.

"That's my maidenhead. I don't know if you've had much experience of sticking your finger up a virgin's cunt, but usually the maidenhead is much closer to the outside. My husband's cock was that small he couldn't even reach it, he couldn't take my virginity, that's why there was no blood."

I looked at the length of my finger, compared it to the length of my cock, and came to the conclusion that I shouldn't have a problem there. "How did you end up here?"

"My parents didn't believe me, they thought I had been sleeping around as well, they were going to just turn me out of the house and seemed to think I should make my living as a prostitute. Somehow my Aunt Janet heard about it and she sent me the money to get across to the States, and then she adopted me."

"So you've nothing else to worry about then, you got away from him?"

"I'm probably okay as long as I stay in the States, but if I went back to India they might say I'm still married to him. They could stop me from leaving the country again, force me to live with him, or worse."

I pulled her in to me, holding her tight as her tears dripped onto my shoulder. I didn't know what to say, but I thought she felt better just for having somebody to hold onto. "I'll look after you!"

"We all will!" I had heard the shower stop some time before, but hadn't noticed. "You're part of the family now you know, you and Joe and even Rebecca, we look after each other."

"There's something else. Something worse."

Julie came and squeezed in beside Shari, hugging her from the other side. "What is it darling? What can be worse than being raped by a fat man with a small cock?"

"Where my family comes from, women aren't supposed to enjoy sex. They do things to girls, cruel things. I want so much for you to make love to me, but I'm afraid you'll find me repulsive."

"You're beautiful Shari, if he doesn't want to make love to you then I certainly do." Julie leaned in and gave her a kiss on the lips and another quick kiss on the nipples.

"I can see nearly all of your body, what is it that I could find repulsive? I want to make love to you, I love you." I tried to be calm and reassuring, here was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever met, worried that I would find her repulsive.

"Miss Smith, Aunt Katie is the only person outside my family that's seen me naked. She said that you would understand, that you'd help me face this. Please help me!"

"What is it you need help with?" Julie and I were both hugging her, but we were both bemused. What was it she was so worried about?

Rather than answering us, she stood up, walked over to the bed and lay down. She spread her legs and untied the string either side of her bikini, leaving it lying loose, hiding the last part of her body that we hadn't seen. "Joe, everybody says your tongue is magic. Can you please come and try your magic on me."

Julie and I quickly joined her on the bed, Julie locking lips with her while I started on the side of her neck and slowly worked my way down. Julie's hand was on her right breast as I kissed and sucked and licked and gently bit her left nipple. I left my hand playing with her breast as my tongue continued to work its way down to her belly button, licking across the top of the bikini and then jumping to nibble the inside of her thighs. She was moaning around Julie's tongue, and I hadn't even touched her clit yet. I licked the outside of the thin material that still protected her modesty, I could taste her juice and sucked it through the material, regretting I hadn't licked my finger earlier, she tasted exquisite. I flicked my tongue across the material above her clit, expecting a reaction and I was slightly disappointed when she did nothing.

I pressed my tongue hard through the material onto her pleasure button, but it did not seem to be responding. I decided to be more direct, moving up I slid my tongue under the material and went to lick and suck her clit out from under its protective hood.

There was nothing there, no hood, just a messy scar where her clit should have been.

I suddenly became aware of the tension in the air and looking up I saw both girls watching me, Julie looking shocked and a little disgusted, Shari looking frightened, apprehensive, worried I would find her repulsive.

Understanding what I had to do to reassure this girl, I carried on down pushing the material out of the way so I could get my tongue into her cunt. I started licking her juices, pushing my tongue up into her as far as possible, pushing the material further down so I could lick her arse -- she seemed to enjoy that, the tension eased and I glanced up to see Julie sucking on a tit while her hand massaged the other one. I worked my tongue back and forth between her two holes until she came, screaming my name.

I scrambled back up her body, sharing the taste of her juice with both the girls. "That was... A bit of a shock!"

"It's called female genital mutilation, my mother had it done when I was 12, as soon as I had my first period. She and I went on holiday to see my grandparents, on the first day I was there they took me to see this 'doctor', and then they put me to bed for the rest of the holiday. I was lucky really, at least they only took my clit. In some places they take the whole lot and sew it up just leaving a little hole to pee out of." Her voice was dead as she said this, she had obviously lost more than just a bit of flesh, it had ripped a hole in her trust and confidence. Rather than being repulsed, I just recognised her strength and I was determined to do all I could to help her.

"I love you." It might not been the most original thing, but it had her crying tears of relief and joy.

"Thank you Joe, I love you too."

There was a gentle knock at the door and Aunt Kate's voice came from outside. "Dinner's ready, if you're ready for it. From the noises, I thought you might be making some progress in there but if you want longer, just come down when you are ready."

I'd been too nervous earlier in the day to eat lunch, and the thought of dinner was very appealing but I knew it wasn't really my decision to make. I was there for Shari, if she wanted me to fuck her or lick her to another orgasm that was fine by me. Just at that moment though my stomach rumbled, both Shari and Julie burst out laughing.

"We'll be down in a few minutes, Aunt Katie. Where are Joe's clothes?"

"Send him out here, I'll find him something. Can you find Shari a nice dress?"

"Okay" Julie almost dragged me off the bed and bundled me out the door, still naked and my penis bobbing half erect. Aunt Katie promptly grabbed it and set off down the corridor, pushing me through an open door with an instruction to get showered quickly. The door led into a large bathroom with a big shower cubicle, which was already occupied. Through the frosted glass I could see the outline of a young lady's body, and Sarah was just hanging up her robe, her pert breasts raised as she reached up to the hook.

"Ah, Joe, you're just in time. Come and wash my back!" The commanding tone of voice meant I didn't have to think, I just followed her into the shower and closed the door behind me. It was crowded with three of us in there, it was almost like a dance as we moved round soaping each other's bodies, rinsing off, touching each other. I washed both girls' backs and they washed my penis and balls, and rubbed their hands over my arse. It didn't go any further, everybody was hungry and ready for dinner.

We left the shower and Sarah conscientiously dried my now fully erect penis before giving me a towel and pushing me out the door. Aunt Katie used my new improved handle to drag me further down the corridor and into a bedroom where she quickly dressed me in a casual shirt, dark grey trousers and a grey jacket. For the first time I noticed she was wearing a very nice dress, soft flowing material hanging from her neck, cleavage plunging almost to waist line, nipples pushing against the material. Below the waist, the dress was cut at a severe angle, the full length of her right leg visible while on her left the dress fell to mid-calf. She had high heel shoes on which made her as tall as I was -- she had not found me socks or shoes, she seemed to expect me to go barefoot.

"You seem to contradict the adage about foot size being related to penis size, I'm sorry to say I couldn't find any shoes to fit your size 12 feet. You'll just have to go barefoot tonight." Well, if we were sat round the table nobody would notice. "Off you go downstairs, you'll find most of the men are already down there."

We had come up a little narrow staircase that led directly from the kitchen, but Katie pushed me off in the opposite direction and I found the broad staircase leading down into the hall at the front of the house. There were a number of men milling about, mainly older men and one who seemed significantly older than the rest approached me as I descended the stairs.

"You must be Joe, welcome to the family. I'm Julie's grandfather, but you can call me Robert. All the rest of the men here are my sons-in-law, I'd introduce you but I think the ladies are on their way."

The men had all backed up and were gazing at the top of the stairs. I quickly joined them and watched as Aunt Katie escorted her mother down the stairs. They were followed by the other aunts, each escorted by their daughters, then there was a brief pause before Alison stepped forward with Rebecca on her arm. I don't know how many of the people there knew Alison and Rebecca were lovers, but it soon became very apparent as they stood at the top of the stairs, put their arms around each other and sank into a deep, passionate kiss. This brought a round of applause from the audience, and I think I detected a blush on Rebecca's cheeks as they broke apart and started down the stairs.

Julie and Shari waited till they were at the bottom of the stairs before making their appearance. Like most of the women there, Julie was wearing a cocktail dress, but Shari had on what could only be described as a ball gown, one of those ball gowns where they use so much material below the waist that there seems to be none left to cover the rest -- a minimalist halter neck dropping barely wide enough to cover her breasts, then spreading wider to overlap slightly in the middle and reach round just to the hips. I'm sure a woman would know better words to describe this, all I know is that it was incredibly sexy.

Julie held Shari's right-hand in her right hand, her left hand on Shari's back as they descended the stairs, ensuring Shari was in the spotlight of everybody's gaze. As they reached the bottom, Shari reached up and kissed me, and then they both took me by the arm and we followed the rest of the group into the dining room.

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The dinner was excellent, I discovered the men had been preparing it during the day while their wives and daughters were out enjoying themselves with my body. The men escorted their wives and daughters to the table, got them seated comfortably and then headed into the kitchen to come back a few minutes later with food for the ladies. Grandfather and myself were the only two men who weren't serving, I somehow felt guilty about this but my offers to help were politely refused.

There were two tables in the dining room, a long rectangular one which seated about 20 and a square one to the side of the door which seemed to have about 12 chairs set round it. Once the adults were seated, the younger girls that I had seen running round the pool earlier came in quietly and sat at this table. There were two men sat at this table as well, one had his hands full looking after two little babies, presumably Aunt Lucy's twins, while the other man was trying to control the rest of the table.

Grandmother and grandfather were sat in the middle of the long side of the large table, facing the door. Shari was sat just to the left of grandfather, then me and then Julie. The other side of Julie was an empty chair, and then came Aunt Lucy.

"Are those two your twin sisters with your dad? He's very good looking." I assumed the man looking after the twins was Julie's father, but he looked just a bit young.

"That's my uncle John, my dad's brother. He keeps coming to these dos hoping to end up in bed with Aunt Katie."

"He usually manages it as well, lucky bustard!" The voice came from behind my head, as a distinguished looking gentleman reached over my shoulder and placed a bowl of soup in front of Shari. "Not that you have anything to be jealous of, with these two beauties in your bed tonight!" He reached over my shoulder and placed a bowl of soup in front of me. "Hi Joe, I'm Bernard, Julies dad, and I would like to welcome you into my family. Look after my little girl, please."

This was embarrassing, I wondered if he knew what I had already done to his wife and daughter today, and what I was planning or at least hoping to do to his daughter tonight. He had disappeared again and returned moments later with another two bowls of soup for his wife and daughter, before bringing himself a bowl and sitting down between them. There was hot crusty bread to go with the soup and for a while the room was quiet as people dealt with their most immediate hunger. There were several bottles of wine on the table and Julie asked me which I would like. I had very little experience of wine, I knew I didn't like dry wine and I found red wine gave me a headache, but I was very pleased with the glass Julie poured for me, a White Zinfandel which, despite its name was a blush pink in colour. Shari declared she didn't like wine, and then proceeded to drink half of mine saying it tasted like lemonade, it was clear she wasn't used to alcohol and she was soon giggling and hanging onto my arm.

The main course was self-service; plates of cooked meats, turkey, beef, chicken and pork were placed in the middle of the table along with dishes of potatoes and vegetables. There was a burst of noise as people passed plates and dishes around, requesting the dish with their favourite vegetables and sauces, then the noise subsided again as people started enjoying the simple pleasure of eating good food. This meal was far beyond anything I would usually expect, especially on a first date.

There was an amazing choice of sweets, gateaux's, ice cream, sorbet's and apple pie, all served with cream or custard. "Who made all the food?" I asked.

"Each family bring something along, it's a bit of a lucky dip really you never know what's going to turn up till the day. Some people like Aunt Katie don't have time to cook or bake, so they bring along things like the ice cream but Aunt Susan is a really good cook and I think she's made three of the gateaux."

"Did you make anything?"

"No, the girls aren't expected to bring anything along but we are expected to do all the tidying up afterwards and wash the dishes, so you'll have to entertain yourself for a few minutes."

"That's all rights girls, I want to have a little talk with Joe, make sure he's comfortable with what happened today. Don't worry, I won't scare him away!" Aunt Katie was sat opposite us, her back to the door and to the smaller table. I had noticed Julie's Uncle John watching her frequently during the meal but she seemed to be studiously ignoring him, either trying to avoid his gaze or trying to lead him on, I suspect the latter. I wondered if he would succeed in getting her into bed tonight.

Coffee and mints were served in the hall, leaving the girls to tidy up. I almost wanted to stay when I realised they were all taking off their posh frocks and putting on aprons -- I saw a few bouncing boobs before Aunt Katie let me from the room and closed the doors. As I had trousers on she couldn't use her normal handle, so she took me by the arm and we picked up a coffee each before she led me into the library. She closed the door and sat me on a leather sofa before sitting down beside me.

"So?" It reminded me of when I first met her, she was just going to sit there and let me do all the talking.

"It's been an... interesting day. It certainly wasn't what I had expected, but I've enjoyed it."

"Any worries?"

"I do have one, when Karen was bouncing on my cock she said she wanted to have my baby. I shot my load inside her, without any protection, and she said she wasn't on the pill. I know all the things you told us in school about diseases and making a girl pregnant, but somehow I didn't care. And then tonight, I think Julie wants me to take her virginity and I think Shari does as well, but I don't want to get them pregnant."

I was shocked when Katie grabbed me and gave me a big hug, when she pulled back I saw that her eyes were moist. "I knew you were the right boy for Shari. Most boys would have been worried about her scars, they'd be thinking twice about going to bed with her. All you worry about is getting her pregnant, and you even have time to worry about Karen.

Well first of all, you don't need to worry about Karen, she can't have babies. She had an infection a few years ago, she was only a few weeks pregnant and she lost the baby and most of her uterus. She's still got her ovaries so she still gets all the hormones and she still produces eggs but they have nowhere to go. You can fuck her all day and all night and not risk pregnancy.

And you might have noticed she is the only person to ride you today, because we had to get rid of all your sperm from before you were drugged."

This came as a bit of a shock to me. "So you did drug me! Why?"

"Precisely so you wouldn't need to worry tonight." Aunt Katie said quietly. "The stuff we gave you stops you producing sperm for a few days, and it also helps you stay hard. You know it was in the punch and you know we all drank it, it works as an aphrodisiac on us too but we wouldn't be so happy with it if it wasn't perfectly safe. Although mind you I have a theory that it's why we can't produce boys in this family, so perhaps you had better not use it too much. Here, drink your coffee!"

I took a long drink of my coffee. It was very strong, very dark, bittersweet against my tongue. "I don't know if it's going to keep me hard tonight though, it seems to have worn off."

"The active part of the drug stays in your bloodstream for a couple of weeks, but it relies on caffeine to stimulate your nerves. You sit there a minute while I get you another cup of coffee."

I don't know if it was psychosomatic or if the caffeine really got into my bloodstream that quickly, but I could feel my cock twitching inside my trousers. When Katie returned moments later she had Julie and Shari with her.

"Sit down girls. Joe was just telling me that his main worry today was that he might get somebody pregnant, and I've been telling him about the drug. Now I get the feeling that if I just leave you three together you're going to start fucking, and I think you need to get to know each other a bit better first so I'm going to sit here and chaperone you for an hour or so."

"Uncle John was looking for you a little bit earlier, he seemed quite keen to find you." There was a hint of laughter in Julie's voice.