After the Funeral

Foreword: this story, as all my stories, have been translated from Swedish. It takes place in Sweden. There may be some wording and phrases that is not absolutely correct. I will gladly receive any and all your suggestions in order to make my next stories better. Thank you. Love you!

Now to the story.

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The raw cold penetrates all our clothes. We are all chilled to our bones, and shivers. The weather does its part with plus four centigrades. Most of the cold, however, comes from the situation. We have gathered in the Hall of Knights in the Swedish House of Nobility, to say goodbye to a dear friend, husband, and lover.

It's a beautiful ceremony, but it doesn't help, the cold inside is paralyzing. It's my old friend, my childhood friend, who passed away just before he would have turned fifty. Many have come to say goodbye, probably close to a hundred people. Several are giving speeches that Axel would surely have wanted to hear while he was alive. I wonder why we never can say all these words to the person while they are alive.

Most have left the gathering, going home, each to their own. We, those who loved Axel, linger. It is Axel's wife Astrid, 50, for almost thirty years, their daughter Karin, 25, Axel's mistress Yvette, 39, and their daughter Elsa, 18, and me, Sten, 49.

Our relationships are a bit strange. I have known Axel for most of my life. Both Axel and I are (or were) bi-sexual and we have had a relationship for a very long time. I was there when Axel and Astrid met and became a couple. Their daughter, Karin, has had a substitute father in me. The same goes for Yvette and Axel's daughter Elsa.

Complicated is probably only the first name because Astrid and I also have a relationship that often results in great sex, which we are sure no one knows about. In fact, the same is true with Yvette, but not as frequently, only just ten or so occasions.

That Axel had a mistress and a daughter with her is no secret to anyone in the family. The two daughters have a good sibling relationship and, despite the age difference, can socialize and have fun together. Karin often babysat Elsa when she was a toddler.

Now the five of us are standing outside the House of Nobility. My wife went home a little earlier because she had to go to a hotel at the airport in order to leave early the next morning for the US on business. Before she left, she said that I would take care of Astrid, she might need a shoulder to lean on. Now we stand there, looking at each other, no one wants to go home.

"Let's have a drink at KB, it was one of Axel's favorite restaurants," Astrid suggests.

We have a limousine waiting for us. We ask the driver to take us to Konstnärsbaren, KB. We are all regular guests there and quickly get a table. Since we are all cold, we would like to have a hot soup. It is not on the menu, but as usual the kitchen prepares a good lobster soup. After some more wine we feel better.

The conversation flows and we tell anecdotes about Axel, how he was and what he used to do. After a while we get into our relationships and Axel as a lover. Perhaps not something you usually talk about when the children are around, but it just happened.

After a while, Karin says:

"I always thought it was you and Mom making love, until I saw you and Dad jerking each other off and kissing." There is complete silence around the table. "Oh dear, did I say something I shouldn't have?" she says.

"No, dear, I knew about their relationship," says Astrid, Karin's mother. "But I don't know if Elsa knows. Maybe it was a bit of a surprise."

Elsa looks both interested and surprised. It wasn't something she had any idea about.

"But mom, it was so nice to see them. They seemed to really to like each other and seemed to enjoy what they were doing. Dad looked so happy and contented when he was coming. He was all one big smile. And you, Sten, also looked happy and enjoyed Dad's treatment. But oh how big you were...." Karin continued.

"That's enough!" Yvette almost shouts. "You don't talk about that at the dinner table." Karin blushes at the admonition.

"Well, I've seen Sten's and it's big, but I don't have much to compare it to," says Elsa, which is too much for everyone, who, instead of getting angry, burst out laughing.

I'm sitting there quite red in the face. It's not every day that young women discuss my appearance in that way. Both Astrid and Yvette have, of course, an intimate knowledge of the nature of what I look like.

"Talking the way you do, girls, is like Sten and his friends sitting around discussing your breasts and butts while you listen. How fun would that be, do you think?" says Astrid.

After this deviation from talking about Axel, we continue. After a while, Astrid says:

"I think I should go home. I need to collect my thoughts and process everything. No, Sten, you stay here, you will be taking care of Elsa when Yvette goes away. You promised."

I am about to get up, but then remember that I promised Yvette that Elsa could stay with me while she is in Rome on business. We all get up, Astrid and Yvette hug us and disappear into the evening darkness. I remain standing, looking at Elsa and Karin.

"Do you want to join us, Karin?" I think it would be sad if she were to be alone on an evening like this when we have just said goodbye to her father.

"Mmm, sure, that would be nice," she replies.

We find a taxi and go the few blocks to my place. When we get to the apartment, it feels like we need to get something warm again. I make a fire in the fireplace and say:

"I need to get a change of clothes; these clothes don't feel comfortable. I think I'll take a shower and then make tea for all three of us. If you want, you can make it a bit more comfortable too. You know where the bathrobes and shower are if you want to wash off the day, too."

I go into my bedroom, undress, take a quick hot shower. Then I go to the kitchen wearing a nice long bathrobe. I boil the water, put tea leaves in the teapot and set out cups, honey and a bottle of rum. When everything is ready, I carry it to the sofa in front of the fire. After a while the girls come out, also in bathrobes. They have done as I suggested and taken a shower. They look so wonderful and beautiful in their bathrobes and their hair is wet and loose.

"Come and sit here in front of the fire. There's tea and heat," I say, though I can't take my eyes off these two beauties.

"You know, Sten, when we were talking at the restaurant and my mother scolded me, I thought it was a bit of a shame. I just wanted to tell you that I thought you and dad were so nice when you were sitting there jerking each other off. Really sexy too. I hope you didn't take offense. And I think it's strange that we shouldn't talk about our bodies. Now when we showered, I saw Elsa naked for the first time in a long time. She has become really feminine. We are looking almost the same. Her breasts are really big and wonderfully firm. Elsa, take off your clothes and show Sten. You look great."

With that, Elsa pulls off her bathrobe and stands there completely naked in front of me. What a sight! It's true what Karin said, she has really got nice shapes. Her breasts are a bit perky, probably C-cup, I think. They move nicely with her body, look really firm. The stomach is flat, I think she exercises a lot. The womb is completely free of hair, completely clean. Her butt is round and shapely.

"Isn't she beautiful?" Karin says and takes off her bathrobe. "Compare now, and you will see that we are almost identical, although my breasts are probably slightly larger."

I look from one to the other. Real beauties, they are so soft and yet so firm in the body. Karin is also completely free of hair around her sex.

"We are waxed," Karin adds when she sees me looking at their wombs. Then she turns around and bends over, so I can see her whole ass and the fantastic cunt in between, it's really bulging. When Elsa sees what Karin is doing, she does the same. Ohhhh, my God, what asses and cunts. Now I have a real hard-on. Impossible to hide.

"Mmm," I hear Elsa say. "Now we want to see what you look like, it's been a while, and we're naked."

"Yes, now it is bathrobe off," Karin adds.

What to do? I take it off, I don't want to be worse than them. My boner points slightly upwards when I stand there in front of them.

"Ohhhh, what a nice cock," says Karin. "Can we feel it?"

"Careful, I don't know what can happen," I reply. They step forward and grab my cock. At the same time, I can't help but touch Elsa's and Karin's breasts. Both are amazing, so soft yet so firm. Although Karin's breasts have been slightly affected by gravity. I knead their nipples between my fingers. Hear that they appreciate it, they both whimper a little.

"Now I think we should break this up before it gets out of hand. But you are so cute, so nice, I'm getting really horny, as you can see," I say.

"You see how clean we are, not a hair anywhere. But you look like a wild garden with vines all over the place. Didn't mom tell you to clean up and remove the overgrowth?" Karin asks.

"Yes, or my mother," Elsa adds. It's clear that they know I have sex with both their mothers, I didn't think so.

"What do you know about it?"

"We are not blind and deaf; we have both seen it for a long time. But we don't mind, as long as our mothers think it's okay. And apparently, they do. From what I understand it seems that you give them what they want, mom always has a big smile afterwards," says Karin.

"But we should probably clean you up a bit, Sten. I want you as smooth and nice as we are. Do you have the wax patches, Elsa?"

They take out the patches and ask me to lie on my stomach. Feel how they attach the patches around my anus. And then they quickly pull the patch off.

"Ouch, that hurt," I say.

"Then you know how it feels for us, doing this regularly to keep us nice and smooth," says Karin and puts the patch in the perineum under the scrotum. She pulls it off, and I feel all my hairs being pulled out.

Then they put me on my back. Now it is apparently the scrotum is to be tortured. They smooth out the scrotum, apply a patch and pull it off. Needs to be done several times to get everything. When the scrotum meets their quality standards, they move on to my hard cock. One of them holds the head while the other attaches the patch and pulls off. The pain should make the cock go limp, but it's just the opposite. I can feel it pulsating and the blood filling it more and more. I must have grown several centimeters in width from the treatment, I have never felt so rough.

Eventually, they start working around my cock, up towards my stomach and my groin. The pain when the hairs are pulled out is no longer noticeable, rather it's pleasant and makes me increasingly horny.

"There, now you're nice and smooth. Just feel it," Elsa says, stroking her hands on and around my cock.

Her hands are so smooth and nice, a real pleasure. I don't want her to stop, I'm so horny that I'm going to explode at any moment. And it doesn't get any better when she leans over and licks my the top.

"Stop now, can't take it anymore. I'm going to cum any minute. And you're only eighteen, you shouldn't be playing with live weapons. How did we end up here? We were only supposed to warm up, drink tea, not have sex!"

"Now just you relax, we'll take care of you. You have such a beautiful cock, and we want to play with it. Elsa has not been with a man before, so this is a bit of an education for her, to see and feel a real man," says Karin.

Then it strikes me that Yvette, Elsa's mother, said something when we agreed that her daughter would stay with me for a few days while she was in Rome. She said something about being careful with Elsa, that she wanted Elsa to experience some nice moments while she was away. What did she mean? Did she want Elsa to experience this, for me to introduce her to the adult world?

Anyway, now both Elsa and Karin are playing with my cock, not only playing, but also licking and tasting. Karin shows Elsa how to take the glans into her mouth, play with her tongue around it. Suck in the top and move it in and out between her lips. Ohhhh, God, it feels so good.

"If you keep this up, I'm going to cum any minute," I moan. They say something that can be interpreted as their intention. Elsa now has the whole glans and a bit of the cock in her mouth. She is sucking, licking so nicely. I grab her head, steer her and cascade straight into her mouth. She tries to receive it, swallow, but it overflows around her mouth. Drops down on me. But she got a good load to taste.

"Thank you, quite an experience feeling when you cum. I've never experienced that. Doesn't taste bad either, maybe not good, but interesting. And I was so turned on, horny, by it. I think it's all over me," Elsa gasps after a while. "I want you to touch and feel how wet I am."

I take a hand and caress her between her legs, so smooth and, yes, really wet. I feel how her labia are blood-filled and slightly open. drag a finger along her slit. The finger slides nicely in her juices. Elsa whimpers when my finger touches her, starts moving her hips as if she wants to push the finger inside her.

"Now it's your turn to make it nice for us," Karin says. "Lick Elsa, she has never felt a tongue licking her before. I want to see when she comes. Remember my first time, when you helped me. When I was nineteen."

The girls must have discussed this, and it seems that I've been appointed to introduce Elsa to sex and all its pleasures. Well, I don't mind. They are two real hotties and for an older man like me it is wonderful to make love to two young girls.

Karin sits in the tailor's position and Elsa puts her head between her legs. I go down between her supple and muscular thighs. I lick and caress my way up to her pussy. It looks so pristine and nice. The labia are slightly protruding and blood-filled. It glistens with her wetness. She is not yet open, there is a nice slit between her lips.

I start by caressing with my fingers, from the bottom up. I feel that Elsa is completely on board with this. I put my nose against her opening, breathe in and smell the wonderful scent of wet pussy. I stick out my tongue and pull it in the same direction as my finger did. The tongue opens her up a bit. Reaches the labia and licks greedily. I notice that my cock, which was slack after my orgasm, now is starting to fill with blood again.

I continue to lick Elsa, teasing her clitoris. See how Karin simultaneously kneads her breasts, pinches her nipples. Elsa whimpers and moans louder and louder. Then I insert first one, then two and three fingers into her very tight little pussy. I feel the pussy walls closing around my fingers. While I lick her clitoris intensely, I wiggle my fingertips inside her. Feel the rough area. The G-spot.

Elsa is in ecstasy, squirming back and forth. Sometimes lifting her hips to meet my tongue and sometimes relaxing. Now she moans louder and louder, tries to say something but only manages weird sounds:

"Ahh, yes, ohh, jaaa, nooow, maybe, coming, nooow. Ohhh, yesss......".

I feel how her body goes up in bridge, all muscles are tense. Elsa's head is pressed down into Karin's womb, her legs and feet have a life of their own. She falls down, lying in a heap beneath me. I have pulled and licked her throughout the orgasm, which made it much more prolonged, coming in several convulsions. Elsa is breathing like a sprinter after a hundred-meter race.

Meanwhile, my cock has grown big and hard again. I wonder if Elsa wants to go all the way. Is that their intention? For Elsa to lose her virginity tonight?

"Do you remember when you took my virginity," Karin asks. I nod. An unforgettable memory. She was staying with me. At two o'clock in the morning she came, completely naked, and crawled down next to me. My wife was asleep on the other side. Karin slowly caressed my body and when I was horny, she lay on her back, opened her legs and pulled me over her. She took hold of my cock and aligned it. I remember her murmuring quietly that I should be careful and take it slowly, which I did. I remember that my wife woke up, realized what we were doing and how she hugged Karin while we made love. Afterwards, all three of us had cuddled for a long time, before we all fell asleep in the same bed.

"Today it is Elsa's turn to become a woman. To feel you inside her. To be fucked, but you have to be careful, just like you did with me. It must be a nice experience."

Elsa nods, now that she has recovered from her orgasm. She obviously wants to go all the way and I'm horny as hell, not every day I'm asked to take a virgin. We move into the bedroom. Need a little more space than just the couch.

Elsa lies on her back with her legs spread. Always an amazing sight with a woman laying down to be fucked. Karin crawls up next to her, beckons me to kneel between Elsa's legs. I bend down towards her.

Karin takes hold of my cock, moves it back and forth in Elisa's slit. I feel that she is really wet, both from my licking and her own juices. Karin directs my cock towards Elisa's pussy and I lower myself down a bit. I feel the top resting against her labia.

Slowly I lower myself down a little more, the labia divide and receive the glans. So heavenly nice. I look at Elsa and see that she thinks it's nice too. She lifts her hips to meet me, wants me to come in further. Slowly the whole glans is inside. Karin has her head right next to us and sees how I penetrate millimeter by millimeter. She still has a hand around my cock to sort of control it all.

Elsa suddenly lifts her hip, making me penetrate several centimeters at once. I hear Elsa moan and lose her breath a little.

"Is it okey? Does it hurt?" I ask. Elsa shakes her head, and I hear her mumble that it's fine. Good. She is extremely tight; I have probably never before experienced such a tight pussy. I rest a little, let the cock just be in her for a while. Then I push myself in a little more. Waiting again. After a while, Elsa has received all my seven inches. We just rest in each other.

Karin lies and looks at how my cock, now completely buried in Elsa. Seems like she is fascinated by it. I start moving inside Elsa. She follows and is humping against me. We get up a calm and comfortable pace. I just pull my cock out a little bit and then push myself in again. Her tight pussy provides a wonderful friction against the cock, the top is nicely massaged every time I push it in.

After a while we increase the speed and also how much I pull out before I bottom her again. Elsa moans, I feel how her pussy gets even tighter and she jumps spasmodically against me, jerkily.

"Yes, so nice, more, want to feel you in me always, ohhh, wonderful, heavenly, want to fuck, want your cock, want to feel how you are in me. Nowww, coming, yes, nooow," Elsa more or less screams.

Since I already came once, I have a longer distance to a new ejaculation. Elsa is completely exhausted laying with a happy smile. I feel Karin come and sit on top of me. I'm lying on my back and my boner is pointing straight up when Karin sits on it and pushes me inside her. I only have time to think that she is just as nice to fuck as before. We have done it maybe ten times since I took her virginity.

She is a fully trained mistress, mastering sex to perfection. She moves on top of me. Squeezing just enough with her inner muscles to make my pleasure complete.

"Now, Sten, I want you to squirt into me, I want to feel you cum. Knead my breasts, massage my clit. Yes, so lovely," she says, and I take a firm grip on her breasts and have the nipples between my fingers, so I can squeeze them too.

After a while, Karin's breathing becomes increasingly labored. At the same time, I increase the pace, it's not far now. I pull her down to me, and we kiss each other deeply, while I spray into her. Maybe not as much as before, but a couple of shots. When Karin feels that I came, she also releases her orgasm. Has she been holding it in until I'm ready? What a woman!