I have written a few stories. Mostly I have received positive and encouraging response from the readers, but some have expressed their disapproval of my bad command of the English language. Living in a country where we have two domestic languages combined with the need of a third language not being English, the result is that there are some flaws in my English.
Therefore I can only apologize for the mistakes I make.
Still I like to write in English, isn't that a way to improve your command of the language?
The lovely time went on. At home we screwed with Mom in all the different ways we could come up with. At the hospital we chatted with Caddy, the topics getting more and more erotic. Each time, when leaving her room, I had a steaming hot and hard rod in my pants. I made hard efforts so that Mom wouldn't notice. I was also careful not to tell Caddy about my sex-travels with Mom, when at home.
I regret to inform that the embarrassing encounters with Alice also continued. Two times I stayed over night. On both occasions Alice succeeded in getting me behave like a man, in my sleep and some after I woke up with a nice hardness in the right place.
This afternoon Caddy and Dad would come home. We went with Mom to fetch them. Dad seemed to be totally recovered, but Caddy still had her leg in plaster.
We sat in the back seat with Caddy. Her plastered leg lying over my legs. She managed to move her leg so that my member got a slight massage. It got hard. She was smiling at me with a most meaningful expression on her face. Just you wait, I thought.
We arrived at home. I had a hard task to get out of the car, help Caddy out with her sticks, all this turning around all the time so that neither Mom, nor Dad would notice my erection. I hope I managed. At least nobody said anything about the protrusion in my pants.
We placed Caddy on the sofa in the living room. Mom brought us some sandwiches and beer.
"Wonderful to have homemade foodstuff again," Dad said.
"Didn't they have a gourmet-kitchen at the hospital," I asked.
We ate and chatted for a while.
"I think I will go and rest now," Dad said. "Do join, Mary" he added?
Mom and dad went upstairs.
Within sec's Caddy ordered my pants down. In less than a minute she was sucking on my again rigid tool. It was wonderful. It didn't take long before I came.
"Now you suck my cunt," Caddy ordered pulling down her pants.
I was between her legs in no time. She too came very fast. In her case it was understandable. It wasn't too easy to masturbate at the hospital, not even in a single room. This doesn't mean that she hadn't done it several times, as she had told me as I was visiting her. My dick was still fully erect.
"Fuck me quickly," she ordered. "I need your tremendous prick in me at once," she added. She didn't have to ask me twice. I was a bit strenuous with her one leg in plaster. But we succeeded. Actually nothing would have stopped us. We both came simultaneously.
We heard some sounds from upstairs. It was in no way difficult to guess that Mom and Dad was fucking like devils. My thoughts went to Mom and our sex encounters. If possible this made my rod even harder and we gladly commenced our screwing. We both came a third time. My semen was dripping both from Caddy's mouth and cunt. I withdrew, went to the kitchen to fetch some paper and came back to dry Caddy clean as well as I could. I checked the sofa. There were some stains. I dried them the paper. Went to fetch some more paper, which I wet with some hot water. I tried to clean off all evidence of our fucking. We put on the TV and started to watch some silly program. We had our pants, as they should be. They might come down from upstairs any moment now.
"We must create a system for how and when we can fuck so that we don't get caught," Caddy suggested. My prick was hard again.
"It's a pity that your room is adjacent to the parent's," I said. "It's easier for me to creep to your room in the night," I explained.
Our planning was interrupted. Mom came down. Her cheeks were blushed.
"What are you watching," she asked.
"Nothing really. We are more like talking," I replied.
"I'll prepare the dinner now. Would you prefer to eat here, Caddy, or can you make it to the dining room," she asked?
"Let's eat in the dining room," Caddy answered.
We had a wonderful dinner. The conversation was most ordinary, but the looks between the "couples" were quite meaningful. Still hardly anyone guessed that everybody's thoughts were running around the theme "making love" or plainly fucking. We finished the meal. We moved to the living room were the conversation continued. Around 11 Dad declared that he would withdraw. Mom would join. We were left alone with Caddy.
"Well, Catherine, aren't you sleepy?" I asked.
"Not a bit," she answered. "I want to make love," she added. She was already pulling off her skirt, then the pants.
"Wait, let's rather go down to the Sauna section and light a nice fire in the fireplace," I suggested.
"Trying to be romantic, are you?" she teased.
We descended, Caddy holding around my neck. I carried her garments. I could have hanged them on my cock. It was standing straight out. Caddy got into the sofa. I started to build the fire. As I was ready, Caddy was stark naked. I looked at her beautiful breasts, at her most lovely face, at her fantastic leg. The one in plaster wasn't that fantastic. I started to pull off my clothes.
"Wow, she said when she saw my tremendously erect tool. I was proud.
I looked down at my "embarrassment" but didn't feel embarrassed at all, on the contrary. It was deep red. My stare wandered to Caddy's cunt. It looked wet, very wet.
"How do you want to begin," she asked.
"Any way you prefer," I replied.
