Alyssia felt utterly pampered, as Beatrice set out to clean her pussy,
beginning with soft, nibbling lips on the inside of her thighs. Slowly she
moved up towards the naked pussy, now leaking the copious load uncle
Jonathan had deposited in it. A shiver ran through her body as she felt the
pointed tongue work it’s way in between her wet lips, and when Beatrice
began an appreciative groaning against her naked skin, while she was
slurping up the sperm, Alyssia felt the familiar tingling fire start again.

On a lovebench right beside the big, round bed, Alexander’s cousin Naomi
was given a treatment of the same kind, only it was a man, servicing her.
Naomi’s very tall, very slim body was shaking in pleasure, and she stretched
out a hand towards uncle Jonathan, her father, and invited his wilted cock
into her mouth to be sucked clean. This incestuous sight sent new shivers
through Alyssia’s body, which pushed out the last glob of sperm from her
vagina, just to be sucked up eagerly by Beatrice.

“That’s it, my girl. Clean as a fiddle you are, and as far as I can tell,
ready for more.” Beatrice had lifted her head and was looking up at Alyssia
with a big smile on her face.

Alyssia sat up on the bed and threw her arms round Beatrice in a loving
hug. “That, dear Beatrice, was just as lovely and wicked as I thought it
would be. And you’re quite right, dear, I AM ready for whatever may come.
Tell me.”

“Frederic is the youngest here. He’s just turned fifteen, and he has come
all the way from Munich on the transatlantic flight, just to be here for
your initiation.” Beatrice waved her hand towards the back of the room, and
a very young, very beautiful and very naked boy crossed the room towards the
bed.

“I say, aunt Beatrice, you Americans! The name is Friedrich, and I come
from M nchen, not Munich.” He stretched out his hand as if to say hello to
Alyssia. Then he bent down and lightly touched the back of her hand with his
lips, and said: “There wasn’t really time for me at the dinner to say
properly hello, Alyssia. But for sure aunt Victoria’s telegram didn’t lie,
telling us about your beauty. I am sure happy that I’m the youngest here.”

“My, what a cocky young fellow”, Alyssia thought. “Nothing shy with women,
at that young age.” But then she realised, that given his upbringing in this
clan, at fifteen he had probably been with more women than most men would in
a lifetime. And he really looked gorgeous. As much as Alyssia loved
Alexander’s solid, hairy chest, this slim boy looked ready to eat.
Pale-skinned like Alyssia herself, not a hair on his body, and that pretty,
colourful face. Dark brown curly hair, long, black eyelashes framing
youthful, shiny blue eyes.

“And who has been chosen to help you with this old lady” she teased him.

“I’m happy to tell you, that it’s Rebecca from Chicago. I haven’t seen her
for three years, but I can tell you she’s as lovely as ever.” He turned
round to summon a colourful lady, who looked to be around fifty. Very
Mediterranian, soft and voluptous, at the same time with movements which
told about her strength and a lot of exercise. Part of her olive skin was
covered in a lush, emerald green neglige . “Hi, Alyssia. That Jonathan is a
great lover, isn’t he?”

“I sure have nothing to complain about,” Alyssia smiled. “I haven’t met you
before tonight, Rebecca.”

“No. But I can tell you I was very happy and honoured when I received
Victoria’s invitation. That woman sure knows how to throw a party. Just the
idea of fetching our lovely Friedrich across the ocean – for just one party.
Isn’t he lovely?”

“I can only say that he is very beautiful, but a bit young for an old girl
like me?”

“Sweet Alyssia. I can tell for sure, that three years ago he wasn’t too
young. And you have got to learn, that in this clan age is only considered,
if it has hit your brain.” She laughed a little as she climbed on the bed.
“And it sure has not hit you, neither in- nor outside.”

There was strong electricity in the kiss she gave Alyssia, before she sat
down on the bed behind her. She took Alyssia by her shoulders and pressed
her backwards, to lie with her head in Rebecca’s lap. “Now, my girl, you
just relax and leave the rest to dear Friedrich and me.” Alyssia could feel
her hand opening the green neglige , and then her firm, big breasts pressed
against the top of her head, when Rebecca leaned forward to cup her own pert
breasts. “You know, all evening I have longed to get my hands on these
lovely breasts. It is really a torment to sit through a formal dinner,
knowing that you have been chosen to initiate.”

Alyssia opened her eyes again, when the first surge of passion had run
through her body, started by Rebecca’s able hands. She looked up into
Friedrich’s blue, blue eyes, and she couldn’t help looking further down his
body. God, he looked so young. Slender, almost skinny, the pale, white skin
stretched over his boyish frame. Then further down to his obviously shaved
crotch, where his solid, long cock stood at attention up his belly. There
was absolutely nothing boyish about that cock! The way it pointed straight
upwards sent hot signals to her pussy, and it looked solid and fat like
nothing she had ever seen, not even in pictures.

“Come, Friedrich. I can hardly wait to get my hands on you.” When Friedrich
hovered over her, she stretched out her hands to caress his square shoulders
and the skinny chest. “God, how smooth,” she thought. Her hands slipped
further down to touch his waist and narrow hips. A little later they moved
forwards, as if driven by a force beyond her control. She shivered and felt
her pussy open up again, when she touched his iron-hard cock. “Oh, my God,
Friedrich, will you please lie down on me and let me feel you? And will you
please put that hard thing into me?”

Some people are given the gift of facination by their voice, some by their
looks, and some by their playing an instrument. Friedrich’s special gift of
facination was in making love – in his body. The moment Alyssia felt his fat
cock work it’s way up her pussy, she was lost. Tiny jolts of passion were
generated everywhere his body touched hers, and the way her stretched pussy
held on to his cock raised a thirst, a hunger, and overwhelming desire for
satisfaction, no matter what. Driven by a force of their own, her hips
moved round a little, then started a humping motion against the lithe, young
body. Alyssia was dazed. Her eyes didn’t even close, they just glazed over,
as her humping hips worked Friedrich’s fat cock further and further towards
the bottom of her cunt.

A couple of very hard pinches to her nipples brought her back to reality.
She pressed her head backwards against Rebecca’s breasts and looked up into
her eyes. “I told you, didn’t I? He’s not at all too young.”

“Heavens, no. This is better than any fantasy.”

“Right, my dear. And now do what I told you. Relax, and we’ll take care of
you. Can you do that?”

“I’ll try, but I can’t promise. My body just wants to take over.”

Rebecca’s hands moved from Alyssia’s tits to her armpits, and she felt she
was lifted like a little doll. Rebecca moved her legs around, and a little
later Alyssia felt Rebecca’s feet under the small of her back. As Rebecca
lowered her again, her head fell in between the soft, open thighs, to rest
on her lower belly and her mons. A strong scent of perfume and warm, musky
pussyjuice enveloped Alyssia.

“Will one of you men please sit back to back with me? This is not the
world’s most comfortable position.” Alyssia felt the bed rock a little, as
someone joined them. “Now, just relax, my dear, and don’t be so eager to get
him all the way to your bottom.” Rebecca’s hands resumed the caresses of her
tits and nipples, and now Friedrich started a langourous, delicious slide in
and out of her overflowing cunt. Rebecca’s feet lifted her back upwards into
a swaying position, and a minute later Alyssia was delightfully aware how
Friedrich’s electric cock was sliding in and out of her, all the time
pressing against the front of her vagina.

An entirely new sensation took over. A slow, burning, yearning glow floated
into her body, and took away her breath. She simply had almost to
hyperventilate, groaning and panting, while she felt like her cunt was
constantly opening up, getting bigger and wetter, bigger and wetter, but
still Friedrich’s cock filled her out in the most wonderful way. A cool gush
of air brushed past her clit, making her aware that nothing touched it, but
she didn’t care at all. Her whole awareness was on that wondercock, pressing
against the front of her vagina, never going in more than halfway. When her
orgasm started she was not even aware of it. There was none of the usual
explosion. Just that burning glow getting stronger and stronger. First her
cunt made tiny contractions, then they slowly got stronger and faster, then
her belly started rippling motions, and last her whole body was shaking. Out
of the daze she heard a singing voice chant the most erotic tunes she had
ever heard, and then she realised it was her own voice.

For almost two minutes she was drowned in the waves of orgasm, while tears
were running down her cheeks and juice was running out of her cunt. As the
orgasm went weaker, she stretched her shaking hands down and grabbed
Friedrich’s slim, boyish hips. “Oh, please, Friedrich. Give it to me. Fill
me up. Please, let me feel you come in me. Give me the last, please. Fill me
up.” She was painfully aware that the boy slammed into her, the tip of his
cock hitting bottom, while his sharp pubic bone cut into her clit. The last
orgasm was like a lightening, sharp, almost painful, nervewrecking and
violent, as his hot jism spurted out into her cunt. Her singing died out,
like an old grammophone turning slower and slower, ending in a deep,
satisfied groan, as she passed out from lust.

When she came to, she didn’t know how long time she had been unconcious.
Somebody was wiping her forehead with a cold washrag while Rebecca was
cradling her head in her arms. “Oh, my God, whatever happened?”

“You just found out, my dear, that a fifteen year old is not always too
young.”

Suddenly Alyssia was aware how wet she was down there. Actually the whole
bed was wet under her, and she turned crimson. “Please, Rebecca. Tell me I
didn’t wet my bed.”

Rebecca laughed. “No, dear, you didn’t piss your bed. You just came so
much, that you squirted a cupfull of the nicest juice ever. So sweet and
watery. You know, for some reason the same thing happens to a lot of us,
when we win Friedrich in the lottery of love. I think his mother taught him
very well.”

“Thank God. I still cannot believe that I’m so wet all over. Never happened
before.”

“Right you are. But there is a first for everything. For now I think you
should let yourself be taken to the bathroom for a nice shower and a light
massage. May I propose that you let Anthony and Clarence take care of you?
And while you are away the rest of us will put new covers on the bed, in
case you need it for something.”

“I’ve got a much better idea. Why don’t we all join Alyssia in the hot tub
uncle Jonathan had installed last year. There is plenty of room for us all,
and then we can ‘repair’ the bed when we have finished.” It was Alma’s
melodic, highpitched voice which filled the room. And her words were
accepted right away. Alyssia didn’t even get a chance to voice an opinion.

A minute later the bed was surrounded by people. Anthony with Clarence,
Barbara with Rosalind, and Naomi with Jamison, moved in and pushed their
hands under Alyssia from both sides. When they held hands two and two their
arms formed a stretcher, and they lifted her up and carried her towards a
double door, which Alma and Jonathan opened. Behind the door was the pool
that Alma had mentioned, filled with lukewarm water. Laughing and joking
about the copious amount of juice which Alyssia had shed on the bed, they
counted three, and suddenly Alyssia found herself flying through the air to
land with an enormous splash in the luxurious water. Hardly had the waves
calmed down when she was joined by the rest of her initiation group. There
was a good deal of splashing around, laughing and talking, until Jonathan
and Naomi took Alyssia’s hands and led her up the marble stairs and brought
her to the shower, where they started soaping her down. Everybody in her
group took their turn washing her. No brush, no washing cloth, just bare
hands and soap. And finally she was rinsed in the running water and brought
back to the pool.

“And now, my dear Alyssia, the ceremonial part of your initiation is over.
For the rest of the time till midnight we’re just going to have a lot of fun
and enjoyment, all of us.”

Tall, skinny Naomi stepped up to her. The water was so deep, that Alyssia
only had her head and shoulders above it, but tall Naomi had her tiny, tiny
breasts out of it. A full head of flaming red hair framed her beautiful
face. “I just tasted your lovely juice on my father’s cock. But I should
really like to taste the genuine thing. May I?”

Alyssia looked up into her green eyes, and nodded yes. She could hardly
make herself answer such an unusual question.

Naomi grabbed her by the hips and lifted her out of the water to sit on the
edge of the pool. As if it was the most natural thing in the world Alyssia
felt herself lean back on her hands, and her legs fell open by themselves,
not by an act of will. Soon a mass of curly red hair covered her crotch, and
Naomi’s pointed tongue explored her cunt. For a second Alyssia wondered
where all that juice came from, but then she closed her eyes and gave in to
the pleasure. She percieved that Naomi had lifted her head a little, and
some incomprehensible words were muttered into Alyssia’s cunt, and then she
dived in again.

Alyssia opened her eyes, and looking down Naomi’s bent back she found the
reason for the mumbling. Anthony was slowly working his cock into her from
behind. She looked around, and saw that most of the people had left the
pool. Rebecca and Friedrich had only reached the floor beside the pool, and
Friedrich was buried deep between her open thighs. An expression of heavenly
bliss was on her face, as she held on to his moving hips. The rest of the
group apparantly had gone into the bedroom. As lovely as Naomi’s cuntsucking
was, it had only raised Alyssia’s hunger for more cock. Gently she put her
hands on Naomi’s cheeks and lifted her head. She slipped out from under the
mass of red curls, bent down and tasted her own juice on Naomi’s lips, and
went back towards the bedroom. In the doorway she turned round and looked at
the two fucking couples, Rebecca and Friedrich in a high tension embrace on
the floor, and Naomi being fucked vigorously by Anthony, in the water. That
was when she made her desicion: She wanted to feel each and every cock in
her pussy before midnight, and she wanted to taste as many pussies as time
would allow.

With a determined smile on her lips she turned round and entered the
bedroom.