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The Secret - part 24 By DoggyStyle57 - January 2014

12/2/2012

On Sunday morning, Hans awakened Ryan with a kiss.

"Hey there, sleepyhead. Let's see if mom and dad are back yet," the precocious eight year old Bernese puppy said.

"Okay, but bathroom first!" Ryan said. The ten year old Collie girl stretched and yawned, and then got up to use the toilet and to stop at the sink and wash her woosies nice and clean, in case her parents felt like allowing them to 'play' in bed with them again. "Do you think mommy and daddy will let us mate with them again today?"

"I hope so," Hans said, as he took his turn to use the bathroom. "I liked having sex with your mom. That was fun yesterday!"

"More fun than with me?" Ryan asked, pouting.

"No!" Hans insisted quickly. "It's just... different, that's all. It's just so cool that she let me do it with her. I mean, I don't know anybody else that's ever had sex with either of their parents. Just a few weeks ago, I was still worried that my dad wouldn't ever really accept that I like sex with guys. But yesterday he actually fucked my mouth and my ass!" He paused a moment, then asked, "Ummm, do you like mating with my dad... better than with me?"

"Well, _daddy is_bigger, and he's _really_good," Ryan replied, teasing her lover just a little before she grinned and added, "But you'll be just as big when we grow up, and I'd rather have you, silly! Besides, I want him to marry mommy, not me!"

Both kids brushed their teeth and brushed their hair and fur. Neither of them bothered to put any clothes on. Then they peeked through the door on the other side of the bathroom, and rushed in when they saw their parents were in bed, but awake, naked, and snuggling with each other.

"When did you get back, daddy?" Ryan asked, as she slipped into bed beside her father.

"Yeah, and why were you gone all night?" Hans asked, as he got in bed beside his mom. "Grandpa said you were 'meditating' with grandma. What's that mean?" The boy pressed his face against Melanie's firm breasts as he hugged her and looked up at her adoringly.

Karl hesitated only slightly before he hugged his lover's daughter, feeling her soft, warm fur against his own. His sheath was pressing against the child's chest, and his shaft was threatening to emerge from its furry hiding place. He petted Ryan's hair with one hand as he replied, "We just got back about half an hour ago."

Melanie kissed the top of Hans' head and replied, "Part of what we did was to discuss our handfasting. But Ryan isn't the only girl in this family who can be curious about sex with her mother. After crossing the line with you two, I wanted to see what it was like to mate with my mom, and mom's been wanting to see for herself if Karl is as good in bed as I said he is. So the main reason we went there was to spend the whole night in bed with my mother," she said. "And by that, I do mean that we both mated with her. Grandpa agreed it was all right with him for us to have sex with her. We probably won't sleep with her very often, but we did last night, and we may do so again sometime. Also, mom and dad overheard us through the walls when we mated with both of you. Ryan got pretty loud, and they couldn't help but realize what we were doing to each other. But they are okay with it. Mom just asked us to make sure Karl doesn't get Ryan pregnant, and Hans doesn't get me pregnant."

"Oh wow!" Ryan said, snuggling close to Karl, but resisting the urge to fondle his sheath. "Are you gonna sleep with your daddy too, mom?"

"Yes, I probably will," Melanie replied. "But again, it's something we probably won't do very often."

"Can we have sex with you and dad again today, mom?" Hans asked hopefully. He looked over at his father and added, "Please, dad? Can we?"

Karl sighed and said, "No, I don't think we should. I don't want you kids to think that now that we've had sex with you, that it's all right for both of you to have sex with us all the time. I still intend to get formally handfasted to Melanie, and I'll almost certainly marry her. And if I do marry her, it will be a very rare thing for both of us, after that, for us to mate with anyone else. You two are also supposed to be handfasted to each other, remember. A little experimentation is all right for all four of us, so we can be sure we won't regret becoming permanent couples. But we _really_should give most of our bedtime attention to our respective mates."

"Yeah, I guess that makes sense," Hans replied, sounding quite disappointed. Then he asked hopefully, "But can we do it with you again sometime soon? Like maybe next weekend?"

"That would still be too often," Karl said.

Ryan pouted and asked, "Don't you like having sex with us, daddy?"

Karl kissed the girl on the forehead and said, "No, it isn't that, Ryan. If anything, I enjoyed mating with you so much it sort of frightened me. But I don't want to hurt you, and daddy is still trying to get used to the idea of mating with children, let alone with my own kids, all right? Give me some time to get my feelings straight, and we can try again some other time."

"Well, yesterday I suggested we do this one weekend a month." Melanie stated. "How does this sound? Until Karl and I have been handfasted for a full year, the first Friday night of each month could be our 'trade lovers night', with you kids each getting to spend Friday night mating and sleeping with your opposite-sex parent. And we could do group sex, including Ryan mating with me and Hans mating with Karl, during the day on Saturday. But for the rest of each month, you kids are to stay out of our sex lives unless we explicitly invite you to our bed. Would that be acceptable, Karl?"

"I suppose I can manage with that," he said. "Do both of you kids agree?"

"Sure! But what about gramma and grandpa?" Hans asked. "Will that be okay with them? And, ummm, would we ever get to try sex with them too?"

"They do not want to have sex with their grandchildren, no. But you won't have to hide from them that you're having sex with us," Melanie said.

"Okay," Hans said. "Well if we can't have sex with you, how about breakfast? Can we have Pancakes?"

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Saturday, 12/8/2012

The next weekend, Mossflower and Dianna joined the family for dinner. When they arrived at the duplex, Dianna was walking submissively behind Mossflower on a leash.

"Well, both of you certainly look happy!" Karl said, as he took their coats.

Mossflower was wearing a simple blouse, skirt and shoes, but under Dianna's knee-length coat all that she was wearing was a leather collar that matched her leash, and her shoes.

The purple-furred Samoyed girl smiled at Karl, kissed him, and placed his hand on her belly, while grinning happily and nodding.

"Dianna has been bursting to tell you our good news," Mossflower said, kissing first Melanie and then Karl. "All right, I'll let you tell them dear. You have my permission to speak, my Pet."

The purple furred girl took a deep breath and said, "We confirmed today that I'm definitely pregnant! Thank you so much for fathering our child for us, Karl!" Dianna said.

"Well, it certainly was pleasurable impregnating you. I hope you'll both enjoy being parents as much as we do," Karl replied, glancing at Hans and Ryan. "They can really turn your life upside down, but it's a wonderful experience."

"Well, I was going to open some wine, but if Dianna is pregnant, how about some sparkling apple cider instead?" Melanie suggested, leading their guests to the living room.

"We'd love some," Mossy said. She sat in a chair in the living room, and Dianna curled up on the floor beside her, resting her head on her lover's knee.

"Are you gonna spend the night with mom and dad after dinner?" Hans asked, hoping the adults would allow them to watch their four-some.

"No, I'm afraid not," the Saluki girl replied, petting her mate's hair affectionately. "I'm afraid that I have become rather possessive of my dear Dianna, now that she bears a child for me. I know we said that Karl and Melanie could continue mating with us occasionally, but... not for a while, all right? I want to keep her to myself, and to keep myself for her, now that we're about to be handfasted."

"That's quite understandable," Karl said. "Melanie and I don't plan to have many other partners during our handfasting year either. So, I presume you already have your own ceremony worked out? We'll be meeting with Corwyn and Donna soon to work out the final details of ours. I know what our Wiccan handfasting ceremony will be like, but is a Druid ceremony different?"

"Well, ours will be quite different, because of the type of relationship that Dianna and I have," Mossflower said. "The normal Druid handfasting is almost identical to the Wiccan one that you'll be doing. The only real difference is the names of the God and Goddess and the guardians of the quarters, when the magic circle is formed before the ceremony begins. But in our case, we've devised a more personal ceremony, which shows that she is submissive to me, and not a joining of equals, as it will be with you. And... well, we hope that it won't bother you, but we plan to be nude for our ceremony. Just the two of us. Everyone else will wear clothes."

"It's your ceremony. You can do as you feel best for both of you," Karl replied. He looked at Melanie and asked, "I seem to recall that Wiccans do some of their ceremonies in the nude as well, is that right?"

"Yes, but mostly only for the fertility rites," Melanie said. "We call it 'going sky clad'. Some covens do all their rituals in the nude, but that's only practical if you have a sufficiently private and warm place to perform them year-round. I wasn't planning on asking you to take my hand in the buff, dear."

"Thank you. I'd just as soon not stand naked in front of all of your friends with an erection," Karl said.

"Well, that would just be taken as a good sign of the Goddess and God favor on the fertility of our union, if you did," Melanie said with a grin.

"Speaking of which, have you decided yet if you're going to try to impregnate her right away?" Mossflower asked. "You know, it's rather traditional for the lady to have a well-rounded belly by the end of the year, or even to have already birthed a first child."

"We... haven't discussed the timing yet. But I'm thinking that if we do go for it, we should try to time it so the child would be born well after the next Yule. I'd prefer to be legally married to her before our first child is born, and honestly, I don't want the child's birthday to conflict with Christmas or Yule," Karl replied.

"Well, you certainly had no problem impregnating Dianna, and we know Melanie was able to get pregnant on her first mating. So I guess you had better wait until you're ready," Mossy said. "But don't make her wait too long, dear. I know our Melanie would love to have your child."

"I won't deny that at all," Melanie said, leaning close to Karl and kissing him. "But I also don't want him to feel like he has to marry me just because I am pregnant. So we'll wait a while, until he is certain he wants to marry me."

Mossy frowned, and asked, "Is there really any doubt left there? You two seem so perfect for each other."

"Not really, no," Karl said. "But Melanie and I are still getting to know each other completely. She still throws me a few curves that I don't expect. It's worked out well so far, but I don't want to repeat the mistakes I made with my first wife." He paused for a moment, looked at the kids, and then said, "I... haven't even told Melanie or the kids this yet, but quite honestly, I hardly knew Hans' mother when I married her. In fact, I had only met her six weeks before we got married, and we had only been intimate once, on the night we met."

Melanie clapped a hand over her muzzle and gasped. "Six weeks? Oh no... she wasn't... Karl? Did you marry her because you knocked her up on your first date?"

"I _thought_I had made her pregnant, yes," Karl replied. "I met her at a party when we were both still in college. I was almost done with my business and accounting BA degrees, and planning on two more years of college to get my MBA. She... didn't say very much at all about her major or career goals or anything else about herself. She just wanted to talk about me. She was... very friendly... especially after we had both had several drinks. She took me back to her dorm room, and we made love. She said I didn't need a condom, but she didn't actually say she was on birth control. We exchanged phone numbers, but I was so busy getting ready for my final exams that I didn't call her again."

"Dear Goddess! How did she tell you?" Mossflower asked.

"Five weeks later, just a week after finals ended, she called and asked if I would meet her for lunch," Karl said. "We got together, and she asked how I was doing. I told her about the summer internship job that I had at an investment brokerage, and that they really liked my work. It looked like I would have no problem getting a solid job with them as soon as I earned my MBA, and until I did, I could work part-time for them while I finished my degrees. Then she dropped the bomb on me and told me that her period was a week late, and that she hadn't slept with anyone else for the past two months. My parents may be pretty screwed up in a lot of ways, but they did teach me to be responsible for my choices in life. I didn't really stop to think - I just did what I felt was 'the right thing to do'. I paid for our lunch and took her straight to the courthouse and applied for a marriage license, and then introduced her to my parents that night, telling them that I had been dating her for 'a while now'. We got married by a justice of the peace the next week, and the following weekend, we had our 'honeymoon' in a local hotel." He was looking rather angry now, as he paused for a deep breath, and looked again at the kids.

"But... you told me that I was born a couple of years after you got married, just before you finished your college degrees?" Hans asked. "What happened to the other baby? Or was that me?"

"She _wasn't_pregnant with you, son. She wasn't pregnant at all!" Karl said. "On our honeymoon night, before I made love to her, I could see clearly that her period had started again. She tried to claim her late period must have been a 'false alarm', and that her period had just been erratic lately. But the math didn't add up. It was six weeks since the first time we mated, when she claimed I had impregnated her. If she _wasn't_pregnant, she would have had to have had at least one period between when we first mated and when she claimed to be 'a week late'. And if she had actually been 'one week late' when she first told me, then she should have been in the middle of her period when I fucked her that first night, and not fertile at all! We did plenty of oral foreplay that night, and I would have known if she was on the rag. She wasn't, that night. We argued, and I was very angry with her. She pleaded for me to give her a chance, and not to divorce her. I gave her the benefit of the doubt. But before I mated with her that night, I got dressed again and went to a pharmacy to buy condoms and contraceptive foam. If we could possibly break up over her deceiving me, I wasn't going to take any chances of impregnating her."

"At first, she tried to make it up to me, and to be a good wife. As soon as she moved into an apartment with me, she quit school and got a job as a waitress, to help pay her share of our bills. And she was certainly passionate in bed," Karl said. "But it soon became pretty clear that she had only been attending college to get her 'MRS Degree' - to latch onto a husband with good job prospects - someone like me. She hadn't been going for any particular major - just taking a minimum load of core classes and electives and just barely passing enough of those classes to stay in school. She had no real job skills - no ambitions other than to become a wife and a mother. After we had been married for about a year, she convinced me to try making a child with her. She quit her job when she was six months pregnant with Hans, and he was born just a few months before I graduated with my MBA and went to work full time. We bought a small house, and while money was tight for a while, it looked like we could make it work."

"We quickly became good friends with our neighbors on both sides of our new house. Roger Evans was a programmer who worked a night shift. He was single and had a swimming pool and threw great parties on the weekends. I thought he was my best friend, but he seduced my wife. Or maybe she seduced him. I don't know who made the first move, and I don't think I care, any more. But that whole summer, while I was at work, she would spend most of each day at his place, screwing him while Hans slept in his stroller or played in a playpen beside their bed. But she wasn't on the pill, because she was nursing our son. And she still loved bareback sex. By Christmas, he'd knocked her up, and her infidelity became clear when their baby was born."

"Oh Karl! I'm so sorry you went through that! I could never do anything like that to you!" Melanie said, fearful that her recent sexual experimentation might be jeopardizing their relationship more than she had thought it might.

"I know you wouldn't, my dear," Karl said, hugging the pretty collie tightly. "But that is why I am taking it slow. Because when I do marry again, I want it to be for life, and not something that_either_ of us will ever regret."