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Set in Susan Cooper's "Dark is Rising" series
The Old Ones have struggled against the Dark for ages. They wield great power and magic, unimaginable to the ordinary people. But the power has corrupted them, and though their fight against the Dark continues, they openly indulge in the pleasures of the flesh.
This is a story about the Oldest of the Old Ones, Merriman Lyon, and the youngest of the Old Ones, Will Stanton.

Dark is Rising
Part 2: Dark is Rising

There were some perks to being an Old One.
One of the best things about having a large family, thought Will Stanton, was that he had lots of sisters. And being an Old One, he could take advantage of that fact.
Certainly his sisters seemed to agree, he thought as he roamed his hands under Gwen's wool sweater, cupping and squeezing her firm breasts over her bra. Sitting before her youngest brother, Gwen closed her eyes and breathed heavily, allowing him to fondle her ripe tits.
"Oh, Will," the nineteen year old college student moaned, feeling her little brother expertly touching her. His thumbs were stroking her erect nipples over her lacy bra, and breathing deeply she tried to push more of her flesh into his gentle hands.
With a surge of movement, Gwen pulled her red sweater over her head, revealing her gleaming ivory torso in all its glory, covered by the flimsiest of black lace bra. Will breathed in appreciation, seeing the pert breasts in his hands.
Behind him, Barbara pressed her own sets of tits against her youngest brothers back, rubbing her ripe nipples against his shoulder bones. Her hands streaked over his tight torso, sending goosebumps across his bare skin.
Between his legs, the fly of his jeans were open, his erect cock half revealed as Mary stroked the engorged member with a hand. The slightly plump fifteen year old was dressed only in an outrageous miniskirt that did nothing to hide her bulging hips or the dark bush in the front, where her other hand was currently buried.
Will's concentration was brought back to his hands, when Gwen turned her hands behind her back and unhooked the bra, letting it fall to the ground. Her tits stayed firm and high, and with a gleaming smile, she inched closer to her younger brother on her knees.
"Come on, Will. Taste them."
Will obliged by bending down to take one, then the other engorge nipple in his mouth. She tasted slightly salty and fleshy, an aroma that delighted his nostrils. He inhaled deeply, even as Gwen's hands peeled open her hip-hugging jeans and delved into her underwear, and the delicious secrets hidden within.
Gwen moaned harder when her fingers found her sweet spot, while her youngest brother sucked at her tits, simultaneously being stroked by one sister while the other sister rubbed her naked body against his back.
Suddenly they were interrupted when the attic door opened, and Alice Stanton entered, bearing a tray loaded with cookies and mugs of milk. If she was perturbed at all by the sight of her three teenage daughters making out heavily with her youngest son, she showed no signs of it. Instead, she placed her tray on the bedside table.
"Children, I've brought you a little snack."
She turned to go away, when Barbara called out, "Come on, mum. Join us!"
Mrs Stanton turned and gave her second daughter a warm smile. "No, really Barbara, I've got to go back down...."
"But mum, he's really wonderful!" exclaimed Mary, joining in.
"But...." Mrs Stanton hesitated.
"Come on, mum. You can go first," offered Gwen generously, while breathing heavy from her brother's attentions. Mrs Stanton hesitated, then wavered, then gave in.
"All right, then. But quickly. I have a roast in the oven."
"Okay mum," the girls responded in unison. They pulled away from Will, who turned his heated gaze on his mother. Mrs Stanton casually pulled her sweater over her head, revealing full, heavy breasts supported by a lacy red bra. She let her pants pool at her feet, revealing a racy red thong of lace and string. The girls let out an 'ooh' of appreciation.
"Planning something later with dad, mum?" Mary called out. Mrs Stanton grinned at her youngest daughter, while striding over to her son.
Will leaned back, supporting himself on his hands, as his mother knelt between his legs. She pulled his cock completely free with ease, gently stroking the trembling organ before slowly taking it in her mouth.
Will groaned as his mother sucked him in deeply, burying him inside her throat. A slight moan from her vibrated against his length, increasing his pleasure.
He felt someone slide in behind him, supporting him. He lay his head back, nestling between twin mounds that confirmed it was Gwen. He could feel her hands stroking his bare torso, playing with his own nipples. Above, a tit appeared on each side of his face, a slim upturned cocktail glass with a tiny round bead of a nipple that was Barbara, and the still underdeveloped but still large tit that was Mary.
Embracing his sisters with an arm each, Will started suckling on each of the nipples by turn, eliciting shivers and moans from his aroused sisters. Beneath, Mrs Stanton was moving faster and tighter, bringing ever closer to that sharp spark of orgasm.
Will moaned, as the pleasures reached a fever pitch, but suddenly the pressure around his cock eased, then disappeared as his mother pulled away. He groaned in disappointment, but then his two sisters also pulled away from his embrace, leaving him free to see.
Mrs Stanton stood before him in all her naked glory, heavy tits slightly sagging but mostly firm, the dark bush that gave birth to him revealed. She inched closer, and Will leaned forward, burying his face into the hairy muff.
"Mmmmm," he moaned, inhaling deeply, the smell arousing him like no other. He longed to bury his face into his mother's pussy, delving and opening and exploring the tastes and sounds of her innermost spaces, but Mrs Stanton held her son's eager head back with a hand.
"I'd like love to, love, but we just don't have time. I'll let you have a taste after dinner, all right?"
Will nodded, and she straddled him, her fleshy thighs on either side of him. Will moaned as the taller and heavier woman who was his mother pressed down upon him.
"Come on, Will," Mrs Stanton whispered, as she took his slick cock with one hand and guided it into her pussy. They both groaned as he penetrated the hot, slick depths, her inner walls squeezing around her youngest son like a tight vise.
"Ohh, mum!" moaned Will, caught in a haze of pleasurable sensations. Mrs Stanton also moaned, feeling her youngest son's cock settle inside her pussy. She grasped his hands and guided them onto her full hips, then placed her own hands on his slim shoulder.
Will groaned as his mother started riding him, slowly and gently at first, with loving strokes. He buried his face between her ample tits, kissing and licking at her flesh. Above his head, he could hear his mother kissing Gwen, mother and daughter locking their lips in an open kiss, tongues slurping noisily against each other.
It made his cock harden even further, and Will started to roll his hips, trying to pull his mother's hips closer. Mrs Stanton broke off her wet kiss and moaned, as her son started ramming deeper and deeper into her pussy.
"Oh, Will!" she moaned as she started moving faster, riding her youngest son harder in rhythm to his thrusting. Being both taller and heavier than her youngest son, everytime she reared above him, she'd slam down on his cock to its roots. Will's lower body was soaked with his mother's juices, weeping copiously around his cock.
Suddenly Will felt a hand creep between his arse, then a finger gently but firmly pricked into his anus. Arching, Will gave a startled grunt and bit down on the underside of his mother's tit, shooting uncontrollably into his mother's tight pussy.
"Mum!" he cried out.
Mrs Stanton jerked, momentarily startled by Will's sudden ejaculation, before it was washed away in a flood of pleasure as she orgasmed from the heavy slap of her son's cum inside her womb.
"Oh, baby! Give it to mum, love!" she sobbed.
Mother and son clung tightly to each other as they trembled in their orgasms, before finally coming down to panting reality.
"Gwen!" complained Will to his sister, who was holding out her pinky triumphantly.
"That wasn't very nice, dear," Mrs Stanton also admonished her eldest daughter, while stroking her son's sweaty head.
"You did say the oven was going, mom," Gwen replied, still grinning.
Shaking her head, Mrs Stanton rose away from her son. Barbara quickly handed her a cleenex, and she carefully wiped the leaking juices from her thighs.
"Today was risky, dear. I could be ovulating, you know."
"Really?" asked Mary with fascinated lust.
"Yes," Mrs Stanton replied to her youngest daughter. Will's cock sprang back to life at her words, and Mary giggled.
"Look! He's all ready and eager, hearing that mom could be pregnant."
"Could become pregnant," corrected Mrs Stanton. "And not likely, since I'll take the pill. But really, Gwen, do be more thoughtful."
"Okay, mum" agreed Gwen cheerfully.
Alice Stanton sighed, and started to put her clothes back on. She winced slightly at the hicky her son had unwittingly given her, on the underside of her left tit, before putting her bra back on. Then she pulled on her sweater and pants.
At the doorway, she turned around. Gwen was still hugging her youngest brother from behind, kissing and nibbling at his ear, while Mary was already straddling his cock, once again hard and erect.
"Be careful, Mary. It's very close to your period. You might be ovulating," she called out.
"Ohhh...okay mum. I'll...oh, oh, ohhhh...be careful...." the plump girl gasped between her moans.
Alice closed the door behind her as she left, to the sound of two female giggling and another's throaty moaning, coupled with her son's deeper grunts. She'd been worried, seeing how Mary had all the makings of a slut.
She was glad that Will had taken her in hand, from taking her cherry to showing her all the rest. Mary no longer made eyes at every boy she came across, and settled down for her younger brother. And Barbara had gotten much better as well, when Will had taken her virginity. Certainly Gwen seemed to enjoy it, when she came home for vacation. Her youngest boy was a talented lover....
Certainly the boy was amorous, ever since that time in the back of the house last winter. Alice smiled, remembering how she'd held on to the walls for dear life, shivering in the cold with her pants lowered to her ankles, while her eleven year old youngest pounded from behind, then finishing by coating the wall with his white cum.
She shivered in erotic delight at the memory. Running a hand along her belly, she smiled, thinking that she could almost feel her son's cum sloshing around in her womb. Perhaps Will would like a little brother or sister. Maybe she should talk it over with her husband, after dinner.
Turning her thoughts back to the roast in the oven, Alice Stanton took the stairs down to her kitchen, thinking happy thoughts. It did not occur to her that anything was out of the ordinary, or was wrong. Not with offering herself or her three daughters to her excellent, radiant youngest son.
After all, there were some perks to being an Old One.

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