Carrie just knelt there, confused then horrified as she realized who had entered, one hand pressed down across her groin to belatedly hide it, the other held to her mouth. Her nipples were still rigid, I saw with distant interest.

Poor mum was the last to know, finding herself splayed out a lewd offering to the lusts of any who might be watching.

Her dad for instance.

“Where’s the boy?” he asked, not particularly looking around. He was more interested in my mother’s naked charms before him on the bed. “I saw him climb in the window and I haven’t found him anywhere else.”

Bewildered to find herself in that situation, mother became totally confused by this unexpected question. Both girls darted their eyes about the room as if to find me hiding in the shadows, the corners – even in the now open closet, or on the vanity maybe.

I had been right to move, I realized. Mum had gone to that first hiding place almost immediately on her return to the bedroom with the squabbling girls, it seemed. The concertina doors stood widely apart.

The only place the three of them didn’t look was the toilet. Two of them had even used it, mum and Carrie. How could I possibly have been in there!

“Come on out Andy. Don’t make me come looking for you – I am not in the mood –” he said threatening. Belatedly, much as had been the case with Carrie, mum made as though to cover herself with her hands, trying also to clamp her thighs together – failing due to his careful positioning for this confrontation.

“Please dad –” she pleaded.

“Your son. Where is he?” he demanded, ignoring her pleas.

“Dad – I – Please dad….” Then, “He isn’t here – he went to his –”

I knew better than to ignore him though and pulled back on the door and stepped through into the room. Carrie crouched forward with a yelp of surprise, both hands now crossing her breasts, looking up at me with horror. Lizzie was kneeling at the top of the bed, unable to retreat any further, knees spread widely to either side of her mother’s head, both unable to get out of the others way. She made no effort to cover herself.

Mother looked at me, devastated.

“How did you –?” she asked, not so much to ask what I was doing there, but how I could possibly have gotten into the room at all. I could see that she had no doubts that I had witnessed all that had gone on between her and my sisters.

She flushed scarlet when my eyes wandered down her body almost of their own accord. Yes I had already seen her body, but that was from behind a closed door, through a slightest of gaps. Standing just inches away from her; it was just too much to expect me to avert my eyes.

Gramps leaned down and to one side and patted mum on he leg sharply, once.

“It’s a bit late to be worrying about him, love,” he told her. He wasn’t being particularly harsh in his tone, but he did want her attention. “He’s probably seen everything there is to see about you now –”

Not quite. My position had hardly been optimal for the show they had put on. I wasn’t going to argue with him though.

“Besides,” he informed her, “we have a longstanding matter to consider here.”

“But – but –” she stammered after a moment of puzzlement had turned into what appeared to be an unwelcome memory. “That was years ago – when I was engaged. Mum was only helping me get ready for my wedding night.”

I couldn’t help it. Fearful of what Gramps might do, I still couldn’t ignore the mental picture of my mum being taught the same things my sisters had just learned. My hard-on was returning with all the vigor of my now wayward youth.

“I seem to recall giving the two of you a major spanking,” he said, looking his daughter in the eye. “Not for what you were doing, of course – just for being so careless as to be caught so easily.”

“No – please no daddy,” was her immediate response, the two girls whimpering their agreement with her plea.

The thought fantasy of my mum laid bare-assed naked across Gramp’s knees – or better still, my knees, getting a good bum-warming, almost had me reaching down the front of my jeans again and damn the consequences.

“ – but I’m much more mellow now,” Gramps went on to say, stepping even closer to the bed and forcing mum’s thighs even wider. “You were still a virgin at the time –” he went on, further reminiscing, but was quietly interrupted by his spread-eagled daughter on the bed,

“I remember – you tested me –” she recalled, whispering.

“Like you tested me mum?” asked fearful, but curious Carrie, her sister barely heard to ask the same.

“Exactly the same,” laughed Gramps, answering for her. This also informed us all of how long he had been watching – or at least, the minimum amount of time. He raised his forefinger and curled it closed then open a few times suggestively.

“You’re not a virgin now though – are you?” he said, smiling. “The thing is now, do we defer the spanking until we find out just how good an instructress you are – or not?”

The girls both looked at their mother, each of them understanding full well that any punishment for all of them rested in her response to her father, the man we knew as ‘Gramps’.  He in the mean time was removing his housecoat and dropping to his knees. He wasn’t wearing anything else.

“It’s been a long time,” he muttered as he leaned forward to inhale deeply the odour of his daughter’s pussy, brushing her covering hand aside with his. “Lets see if you enjoy cunt-munch as much as your mother did.”

Then, just as Carrie and Lizzie had done before him, he parted her cuntlips, this time with me in a position to actually see the pink beneath the auburn pubic hair, then lowered tongue and lips to contact. Mum dropped the arm that had been covering her breasts from our –my view, to push half-heartedly at the top of Gramp’s head, a token gesture only. She was already aroused from the attentions of her daughters and Gramps was apparently a past master at muff diving.

I saw he hips rise to meet his pressing lips, despite her soft sobs.

“Too far –” she said indistinctly. “Things have gone too far to stop now.” The hand’s pressure on Gramp’s head changed to a caress. “Oh daddy.”

Looking down, I saw hummocks perched upon the top of her breasts; her nipples then standing a full half-inch clear of her swollen areolas. Of its own volition, my hand reached out and I stooped to do some caressing of my own, this turning into a clasping of her soft, warm resilient tissues as I had wanted to do from the moment I first saw them.

“Oh no – please –” moaned my mother, looking up at me. Gramps looked up from his oral ministrations and saw what I was doing.

“Your mother’s busy. The girls are not,” he said simply. “Carrie is a virgin though – that is her’s to give, or to keep.”

There were rules then.

Lizzie wasn’t a virgin, and more importantly, she was aroused. Hands that I had thought to have been raised to cover her breasts and her own groin were in fact fondling and fingering gently as she watched the elders of our family. She looked up at me though when Gramps spoke, her fingers slowing. Stopping.

Its hard to describe just how erotic it was to see Lizzie, her prettiness something I had not noticed before this had all happened for some strange reason, then crawl over mum to the side of the bed, then shyly hesitant, approach me.

I was dry in the mouth, and was hoping desperately, that the slight tremor I could feel in my hands and knees, wasn’t too obvious.

“Are you going to fuck me, Andy?” she asked, her voice sweet and, this new to me – submissive. “I really would like to be fucked please.”

I flicked my glance towards Carrie. She was still hunched forward with her hands covering her breasts, but her head had lifted after hearing her sister speak. I saw a look of annoyance, a readiness to tell me where to go and how to get there as usual, but quickly changing to one of uncertainty when she heard a moan from mother, Gramps noisily working on her wet pussy and the hidden clit within. My own demeanor, altered by what I’d witnessed somehow, might also have affected her willingness to assert her full twenty minutes of seniority over me as usual.

Things had changed in the house. Mum, the undoubted authority in the until now, with Gramps a guest, only, in status, had been somehow reduced in status. The two girls could not help but have noticed this.

When I said nothing, Lizzie leant forward and kissed me on the lips, then stepping back timidly. Carrie was stunned to silence. Mum was still mixing moans with sobs, aware of what we were doing – more aware of what Gramps was doing to her.

I cleared my throat nervously.

“I want – you know, what you were doing –” I waved loosely at mum, then at the two of them.

Carrie was quite rude about it, recalling her now former ascendancy within the three of us. This time, unlike – well, unlike before the evening’s performance by the three females of the family, she was less sure of herself. This time my own reaction, instead of accepting her self-confidence based verbal bullying as I always had, I recalled her own part in that performance.

I had seen a female.

Not my sister. Not the eldest of we kids.

I, a male, had seen a female.

It makes a difference, trust me. Carrie’s acerbic reaction to my words tailed off into silence at my visible, if only momentary, reaction. Anger.

Lizzie’s response was more a matter of frustration.

“Oh no – I’ve done all that,” she complained, suddenly sulking. “Please Andy –please fuck me now. I’m so horny after all of that stuff.”

“Liz-zie!” Carrie protested open-mouthed.

“You’re horny too!” Lizzie hissed at her sister, turning immediately back to me. “Please Andy. I promise – I’ll give you the best fuck ever.”

Only then did I fully understand that I had the power now. I didn’t get an increased hard-on. My dick didn’t suddenly grow to some improbable storybook size. There was no fanfare of marshal music or roll of drums.

Deciding to reach for the stars rather than gaze fearfully into the heavens, I pointed at the edge of the bed, next to mum’s widely spread legs.

Lizzie pouted.

Then she complied.

Now came the hard-on!

Without a word from me she spread her legs, presenting me with the lovely sight of her lightly haired, visibly moist and even vestigially gaping, slit. I watched her hips moving as though she were uncomfortable.

Mums leg rubbed against hers, she now fully controlled by a lust engendered frenzy beneath the probing tongue and lips of my grandfather. Trying hard not to look at my mother from my new, decidedly front-row vantage point, trying instead to concentrate my thoughts on my enticingly available sister before me, I focused on undoing my shirt, button by button.

I actually left one button done up, totally ruining the effect I’d sought when I tried to slip it off with casual disregard. No one noticed but me.

I found myself on my knees, my forearms resting upon Lizzie’s thighs. Her cunt was only a few inches from me. That ‘cunt’ was not my sister. That ‘cunt’ was not an underaged girl at the mercy of a brutal male relative.

That ‘cunt’ was simply a female awaiting the attention of an available male.

I didn’t need to stoop to sniff in the odour of my sister’s aroused cunt. I could see the source of the scent, the wetness glistening along the line of her waiting pink gash. Elbows still using her thighs to rest upon, I reached with growing conviction with trembling fingers of both hands, to just separate the folds of her pussy so that I could look at that singular goal for all heterosexual males throughout the history of mankind.

Her pubic hair tickled my nose as I buried my face in her groin, though I don’t recall lowering my lips.

It started off more as a kiss upon her nether lips. Beneath my eager, tremulous even, mouth, I was surprised by my apparent eagerness, bumping into her hairy mons, thinking that I had failed to control myself. I could hear, vaguely, a frustrated moan from far above, over and even through the body of my sister beneath me. I thought I was showing myself up as a mere child playing at adult games.

Holding still in an attempt to counter this apparent youthful and inexperienced failure of manly control, I was surprised to find my sister’s groin fervently grinding into my face. It wasn’t me at all – or at least, my own enthusiasm was still trying to keep pace with that of my sister.

My face was wet with her juices, my nostrils filled with her sex scent.

Tentatively, I introduced my tongue between her labial folds. The sensation was electrifying, even the taste overwhelming my senses. My tongue actually started to trace the source of that feminine nectar, working downwards, with her laying on her back, until I found myself straining to delve deeply into her hole to lap up that instantly addictive, sticky fluid found only there in existence. She, in turn, was rotating her hips, rubbing her clit against my nose even as it slipped between lubricated cuntlips as my tongue probed below.

Then I felt a presence next to me.

“You’re doing it wrong!” said Carrie’s voice in my ear. “Just pushing your face in and licking is not the way to do it,” she said. I turned my head to look at her. Her now openly visible tits were just gorgeous. She reached between me and the genitals before me, pointing.

“You need to put your tongue there, and then press your lips around this bit.”

Of course I couldn’t see what she was talking about, her hand in the way.

Then I found myself being pulled to one side, a naked girl wriggling in to take my place.

“Tongue here,” she said demonstrating immediately. I found myself backing off to listen and learn despite my newfound self-confident masculinity. Then, voice distorted by her fixed tongue, she told me where to place my lips, and what to do once I had done so. “Lips here – sort of lick and suck her clit –”

Lizzie simply kept up her hip grinding thrusts, not particularly caring who it was feeding her pleasure from between her legs. Actually, I think Carrie got a little carried away with her demonstration, lingering far longer than was needed for just a simple demonstration – yet how can I be sure?

Carrie had replaced me at the juncture of Lizzie’s thighs. Time, a variable after all, may simply have telescoped, distorting my point of view. No matter how it might be looked at, my older sister was taking too long in her demonstration.

Enjoying it too much.

I had to pull her from between Lizzie’s legs to regain my rightful position.

I’m not proud. I’m willing to learn from others.

I soon had my youngest sister writhing beneath me, her rhythmically upthrusting hips increasing their tempo to match my own unbridled nuzzling suckling upon that ultimate teat of woman.

Carrie was saying something – I have no idea what. Lizzie’s hands were clutching digits interwoven into my hair aiding her increasingly insistent and enthusiastic meeting of my seeking tongue and lips with her groin’s mirrored responses.

Then my face was drenched, literally. I had imposed upon a willing victim, my first orally instigated female orgasm. Lizzie even drowned out the cries of my mother as she too succumbed to the ministrations of her own father.

Eyes glazed following this ultimate success over the, again, ultimate goal of all men, I turned my eyes to glimpse my grandfather. He too had a glistening moistness about his lips and chin, even as I knew I did. He too had a glint to his eyes, the mark of triumph for a successful male – even as I knew that mine did.

“Please Andy – please,” Lizzie begged. “Fuck me – fuck me now please.”

I couldn’t hold back any longer. Standing to release my belt and thrust my jeans down to mid-thigh region – even ignoring the sight of my grandfather’s astonishingly enormous cock resting at the very gates of my mother’s waiting cunt at my side – I leaned forward to place supporting hands to either side of my sister below me, then lower myself to plant a fervent kiss on her ready lips. Compliant to my intentions, she was more than ready to kiss me with the same enthusiasm as I held towards her, but her hand snaked down between our bodies and, for the first time ever, a female hand encircled my dick, guiding it to it’s rightful, proper home.

Even as I felt my glans brush against her pubic hairs in passing, I found myself thrusting automatically, a male reflex almost. Probably.

She, more experienced than I – hell – infinitely more experienced than I was, managed to meet my insistent thrusts, guiding me after a few blindly targeted dead-ends, to that ultimate bullseye, the slippery wetness of the more forward end of her cunt giving way to the engulfing hole to the rear.

I simply sank into her all the way to my balls, her finally satisfied moan the only sound between us as I experienced for the first time that most natural union between a man and a woman, we not brother and sister at that moment in time.

My mother was making a different sound just then though, as would any woman I think, given the introduction of my grandfather’s frighteningly long, thick cock into her long unused, if well-lubricated cunt.

Lizzie was lost to her sensations, my having at last given her what she wanted, at least the beginnings of such. Carrie instead was staring across our coupling bodies at the spectacle of our mother’s penetration by Gramps, her own father, our grandfather.

The sight of his thick member almost distracted me to impotence.

I have never been one of those youths who measured his dick every morning when I awoke, anxious to find myself bigger than my peers – I had no idea what the length of my penis was. Nor had I any idea of its thickness, an important measure I understand.

Quite frankly, I didn’t then, and still don’t care.

No matter what the size of another’s cock, mine is only what it is, bigger than some, smaller than others – much smaller than the likes of my grandfather. He was abnormal.

Wishful thinking or envy makes little difference to a man’s anatomy. Both, on the other hand just leave you thinking small.

I may have been sexually inexperienced, but my instincts – my body memory – knew what to do. I don’t know that it would even be possible for me to remain still with my dick so deeply embedded in my sister’s hole.

Thrusting, pistoning, my hips ground my groin forward, ever forward into hers, her widely splayed leg’s least movement tied to my own efforts. Yet I hardly saw anything of this other than as a memory for later. All I could sense was the gentle friction, the feel of my prick encased within that lubricated, velvet tunnel, my sister’s greater experience even offering up an unexpected gripping of my member as though to hold me in her inner embrace.

I thought the rhythmic wet slapping sounds were coming from my mother beneath Gramp’s huge cock, but when I looked, fascinated despite the distractions provided by my sister below me, I saw that although lost in their own pleasures, their pace was of necessity slower than my own. Mother could not have survived the pace I found myself setting with my plunging dick.

Gramp’s weapon would have ripped her apart!

Mother’s knees hovered just inches over her enticingly mobile breasts, her wrists now held in each of Gramp’s hands at her shoulders as he supported himself while driving himself into his daughter’s cunt almost vertically rather than the horizontal attentions I was paying my sister. Lizzie’s tits, still forming cones of firmer flesh than mum’s, were being thrown frenziedly forward and back as I steadily lost control.

Lizzie’s talons dug deeply into my arms and sides as she threw her head back, crying out in some guttural, primeval language, one founded in pleasure and lust. This in turn drew from me an answering call as my body, totally cut off from my higher functions, had me thrust as deeply as I could manage into my sister’s cunt hole, straining with every fiber of my being to plumb her very depths as I emptied my hot, surging seed into her.

I couldn’t believe what I had just done at long last. I’d fucked my first woman – who just happened to be my sister. Somehow that didn’t matter to me in the unexpected lethargy that swept over me then.

It was selfish of me, I know, but I gave no thought to my sibling beneath me, just withdrawing from her pussy so that I could rest upon her. I laid my head on her chest, her left breast a lovely pillow, her right a distraction as I gazed lazily at my mother still rocking beneath the steady thrusts of Gramps into her widely stretched hole. The view was unbelievable, even to the extent that I felt a stirring of renewed interest from my own resting member.

I felt a hand shaking at my shoulder.

“Andy – Andy!” Carrie said, hesitantly. “I don’t want to be the only one –”

Turning my head towards her involved passing my lips over the inviting nipple of Lizzie’s left tit, an opportunity to good to be missed. I don’t know if there was a taste there to her tissues and even from the sweat from recent efforts, or if my mind, lulled by the sucked in flesh, just filled in the gaps for me. Her breast tasted wonderful!

“Andy! I’m talking to you!” Carrie was back to her normal demanding self. She clearly thought me rude to be sucking on our sister’s luscious tit when she wanted my attention. As I said though, things had changed in our household.

Her answer from me was one of those groaning, moaning sounds of pleasure. I could hear a reciprocating “Mmmmmm…” from Lizzie too. My hand slid up her body to fondle her unengaged right breast.

“I’ll let you do it to me too,” said Carrie, as though conferring a gift to me. In fact she was, her virginity. “ –but I don’t want you using your fingers – you know, on my pussy. And you won’t be allowed to touch my boobs,” she concluded. She wouldn’t have missed the fact that Gramps was anything but the ideal choice for an initial fuck – not if she wanted to walk normally afterwards anyway.

She wanted to stay the ‘older sister’, with all of the ingrained authority that her seniority bestowed upon her. She’d seen at once the change in Lizzie’s newfound submissiveness to me, and my having exercised command in directing the course of events that were lead up to my first fuck.

Mum and Gramps were both in the zone, elsewhere.

“Oh yeah, Carrie – that’s going to work,” I heard Lizzie muttering, both of us enjoying my ‘breast work’. Hell, it was new to me – it was all incredible to me. I certainly didn’t want to give up the succulent adolescent tits now available to me. “Why not just get a dildo and be done with it – ahh – ah!” I had nipped her aroused nipple with my teeth a little more than intended, teasing them, but found that this just aroused Lizzie’s lust even more.

Mum was grunting beneath Gramps by this time, her feet in the air because of my granddad hooking his arms under her knees as he leant forward over her, probably unable to breath deeply enough to do anything more. I noticed her bare feet kicking loosely in circles above Gramp’s shoulders.

“I don’t want to be his girlfriend – just get rid of a piece of skin!” Carrie argued, speaking to Lizzie rather than me. That suited me fine. I switched my oral attentions to my younger sibling’s right breast, more than content with what I found there.

“Go away Carrie,” I said between breasts, “I’m busy.”

She slapped down onto my shoulders with a squeal of annoyance. I ignored the first whack. The second earned her a threatening growl. The third and last, the hardest, really upset me.

“Gramps isn’t the only one who could spank you Carrie,” I warned her.

Gone was self-doubt, the product of my still short life-time in a female orientated household, even the advent of Gramps changing little. Until now, that is.

Such was her uncertainty, even that little threat was enough to immediately silence her less than acceptable behavior, if not her demands.

“Ok, I went a little too far – I’m sorry,” she conceded. “I really do want to –”

Lizzie, the imp, continued to mutter down at my head as I nuzzled her early womanly offering to men, needling her older sister; amusing me despite my attentions to her fleshy mounds.

“She wants to fuck you, Andy,” she accused, though chuckling at her sister’s wanton audacity. “I think she knows that if you were to fuck her, she’d have to be nice to you for a change.”

Smart girl. My mouthful of tit had mellowed me enough to actually see her in a new light. I had a smart baby sister.

All I needed to find out now was if my older sister was at least the equal of the younger.

“But Gramps said my virginity was mine to give,” she reminded us.

“ –nothing said about me having to accept it though,” I pointed out, turning to look at her at last, speaking at her rather than Lizzie’s tit.

Lets be utterly frank about this. I wanted to fuck Carrie more than anything I could think of at the time. It was not about sex though – I’d had that and I knew I could have it again. I’m not greedy – well, not over­-greedy for nookie anyway. There was no question that Lizzie was available to me now. And the future.

But sex is more than mere sensation. Carrie knew this too. She knew that in her surrender to my cock she would be changed as much as I had. Our relationship would shift authority to me.

“OK – ok,” Carrie then said, back-pedaling, surrendering some of her un-earned ascendancy over me. “You have to touch me there – to make me wet enough to do it.” I turned back to Lizzie again, sliding my hand down between our bodies and once again exploring her lightly furred snatch, dipping into moist sticky depths once more and eliciting throaty chuckles of pleasure from my victim.

I noticed that Gramps had stood up, his gargantuan member drooping rigidly under its own weight. Mum looked distraught – he had not ‘finished’ her. I couldn’t make out her words, if she in fact said any, just the pleading sound of her disappointment. Gramps bent forward and took his naked daughter by her hips and twisting her about, then lifting her up and forward until her knees were on the edge of the bed. He didn’t hesitate in thrusting his cock straight back into mum’s waiting twat, plunging in to her very depths without pause.

The slow fuck was done with. Mum had been stretched and readied. Now was the time for pleasure. Almost unbelievably Gramps started pounding on mum’s cunt with his groin, shafting her to his fullest extent with an increasingly determined tempo.

“Please Andy –” Carrie, like Lizzie and me both, had been watching the display to my left, the two adults oblivious to our presence. Watching that monster dick disappear and reappear with increasing rapidity, the sight of which had my own cock rigid once more and all too ready to attend to its own needs, I had to force myself to remain yet indifferent to Carrie’s blandishments.

“You can do what you like, Andy – I don’t mind. Really.” She sounded frantic with need. I know I was, given the encouragement of my mother’s ravishment at my side. “ – but I don’t like boys groping my boobs. Just that one thing. That’s all I’m asking – please Andy.”

I pushed myself upright, though still on my knees between Lizzie’s legs as she lay back on mum’s bed next to its owner. Sitting back onto my heels I just grinned and waved my older sister over to me. With an odd mixture of uncertainty and urgency, she stood up to expose herself to me fully, this time knowingly, as she stepped quickly forward. Reaching out to take her by the hips I drew her further forward, so much so that she had to spread and flex her knees, and even go up onto her toes as she leaned slight back to accommodate my mouth and tongue. Her love-juice soak cunt tasted wonderful.

I heard Lizzie’s voice from beyond my more than willing elder sister.  She’s slid down onto her own knees opposite me, and even felt soft lips kissing the knuckles of both my hands as I held Carries ass-cheeks firmly in my grip. Under my lips and tongue I found no hesitation, no lack of willingness – just eager acceptance.

So of course I went for more.

Pulling back my head I looked upwards between Carries jutting titties.

“Down Carrie, sit down onto my dick,” I ordered her, declining to make a request of it. I wanted her full surrender though and stopped her from engaging her cunt lips against my upright, very rigid cock. “I want some tit, Carrie. I want your tits too.”

No hesitation, no doubts – no pleas. Right hand taking her right breast, her left hand snaking up behind my neck, I found myself being force-fed that previously denied uniquely female tissue. Both of her arms then wrapped about my head, my own once again clutching at her ass and pulling her tightly against myself.

I’m not sure, but I think I heard Lizzie mention something to her sister.

It sounded like she was saying, “Nice, isn’t it sis? I love having my tits sucked.”

It wasn’t long before little Miss Prude, Carrie, was straining to kiss the top of my head, her body thrusting against mine with an urgency that I was starting to share.

“Do it to me Andy – please do it to me. I’m ready – so-o-o-o ready!” I could feel the moistness from her cunt on my fingers, against my chest even, as they delved deeply into her hole from behind, her little cries of discomfort from this abuse to her virginal tightness lost in her need. I let her lower herself, leaving her to control our coupling.

No matter how ready she was, I knew that this would be painful for her. I am not cruel. It was a small concession for me to make. I felt small fingers push past my own, returning her sister’s finger-fucking with enthusiasm.

“Fuck her, Andy – fuck her good!” I then felt my manhood taken in a two fisted grip and guided into the mouth of Carrie’s waiting orifice. I was amazed when Carrie suddenly thrust downwards, engulfing my dick – then jamming up against her last barrier. Stopping.

 Carrie was whimpering with discomfort and desire to complete the deflowering immediately. Then Lizzie made a shocked statement.

“He’s fucking mum up the ass!” she said, incredulous.

Only something of that magnitude could possibly have distracted either Carrie or me at that precise point in time, she twisting quickly about to look and me to pull her half to one side. Neither of us could even conceive of Gramp’s monster dick penetrating mum’s ass without splitting her open – both of us, it would turn out later, thought that was only something that those people would do to each other, neither of us exactly cosmopolitan in our limited worldly experience.

More weird than that, mum said nothing, even pushing back against him as he inched his way impossibly into her anus, with only suppressed whining sounds to show her discomfort. I saw her right hand slip down beneath and through to work on her own clit. Unable to support herself on one hand, she lowered her chest to the bedding, turning her head to one side, eyes closed tightly, face strained.

One effect of Carrie twisting about to see, and at the same time my leaning to the other side to look back at the spectacle, was that I literally screwed myself through and beyond my sister’s hymen, the event going almost unnoticed by the two of us.

It was too much for me to hold back. Taking a firm grip of Carrie’s ass-cheeks yet again I started to thrust into her, lifting then allowing her to sink down again onto me, she only moments behind me in wanting to proceed. She lowered her lips to my neck, kissing me with each plunging penetration, juddering cries accompanying her movements. I brought one hand around to her front to a hold of her left breast.

“Oh no – no – no –” she moaned, not missing a beat as she bounced up and down on my lap. “Please, you know I don’t really like that.”

Her timing for that complaint was all wrong, completely wrong. Annoyed beyond all reason, anger fueled by the passion of the moment, I took her body in my hands and threw her away from me. Bewildered at this change, she twisted away from me and fell onto the bed, half turned about.

When I saw Gramps draw back his cock in mum’s ass, then push forwards once again to her soft cry, I knew what I must do now.

Carrie found herself pushed right up against the edge of the bed, her hips flexed at ninety degrees as I held her facing down at the bedding. She had no idea what was happening, realization striking home only when she felt my swollen, well-lubricated glans against her vulnerable rosette.

Her cry of “No!” was drowned out by the fiendishly delighted cry of her sister.

“Ram it up her ass – all the way!” Lizzie called out. I don’t think mum and Gramps had the least idea what was happening next to them. Not did I care as I matched Gramp’s thrusts, one for one, Carrie’s moans a little more vocal than mum’s.

Mum came first, burying her face into the bedding to muffle her cries as she frigged herself to completion. Gramps followed with a shuddering, growling moan as he released his load into mum’s bowels. I could even see white streams of his seed squeezing out past his cock from her ass hole.

He was not finished though.

Taking her by the arm he pulled mum back to fall weakly onto her knees on the carpeted floor. Cock in hand he then tilted her head back and introduced it’s purple head between her lips, not so much pushing his cock into her mouth as pulling her head towards his groin over his that still erect member. Mum’s mouth was stretch impossibly wide as she stared up at her father, concentrating no doubt on not gagging – on simple breathing itself.

I saw him withdraw slightly to allow her to suck in air noisily through her nostrils then pull her face forward once more.

He had a weird smile on his face.

“You may have my nose, and even my chin –” he grinned. “But you’ve got your mother’s mouth, my love. You definitely have you mothers mouth!” His satisfied groan of pleasure emphasized that compliment.

I exploded inside my sister’s ring, shooting out so much cum that it felt almost as though I was pissing into her ass. From the startled look she gave me over her shoulder I think she had the same idea.

Gramps had shown the way though.

I pulled her back to kneel at mum’s side, brushing aside her half-hearted resistance and proceeding to fuck her face, my soiled dick uncaring where it found a moist, warm female hole. Lizzie was standing unconcerned in her nakedness to one side, smiling down at mum and Carrie, then volunteering the information that she didn’t have any trouble controlling her gag reflex either.

It was only with those words that I realized just how deeply my cock was reaching down the throat of my older sister, her snuffling breaths into my groin only stimulating me to continue. I was amazed at just how much of Gramp’s cock mum could swallow. But that wasn’t all she had to swallow. Just as had been the case with Gramps spunk oozing out of her ass, so could I see it now trying to do the same as the man ejaculated deep into her throat. She was trying to swallow it all, I saw, her throat visibly working keep up with the flow from her dad’s balls. Carrie could see too, and even tried to pull her head back when she saw me smiling down at her as I too felt the first flush of release. My hand was in her hair though, stopping her.

I saw her look of surprise as each of four spurts gushed into the back of her throat. Keeping my cock in place, she had no option but to follow mum’s lead. She even tried to make the best of it once she understood that it was going to happen, regardless of her wishes in the matter, starting to suck a little as my dick finally started to shrink.

Lizzie leaned forward on her toes and kissed me on the cheek, saying nothing.

After an age of – well – nothing happening, mum reached out an arm and pulled Carrie to her side, guiding her head to rest against her still heaving bosom to comfort her.

“Come on girls – lets go into the other room and clean up a little while the men rest,” she said after that tender moment. “I somehow don’t think the night is over yet.”

Gramps ruffled her hair affectionately, bringing a sweet smile from her. I joined him in helping the two of them to their feet, both a little shaky after what they’d just been through. Only Lizzie looked ready and raring to go for more of the same as the three of them entered my first hidey hole and firmly closed the door behind.

“I’ll bet you weren’t expecting this, were you lad?” Gramps asked with a chuckle. “I certainly wasn’t when I missed my train earlier on.”

Only now, with the three females out of sight, if not out of mind, did the enormity of what had happened start to really sink in.

“Gramps – what just –?”

“What happened, Andy boy?” he responded happily. “Life just became interesting again. That’s all.”

I have no idea how long it was that we waited, talking about nothing that I can remember, before the three women returned, only Lizzie not having rediscovered her naked shyness in front of the two of us. Mum and Carrie advanced into the room hands held protectively across breast and groin. Lizzie skipped over to clutch at Gramp’s arm, hugging herself to him and smiling with glee.

“Is it our turn now Gramps?” she asked innocently, astonishingly ambitious I thought. She looked over at her sister and made little waving motions to call her to her side. “Me and Carrie?”

Just the sight of mum’s luxuriant auburn thatch had my dick twitching, my eyes riveted upon her pubic region. I have a vague idea that she blushed under that lustful gaze.

“We’ll see,” said Gramps in reply. “Maybe not the same way – your mum’s a little bit more able to cope with – this –” he explain, indicating his flaccid though still impressive manhood. “We will have to be careful whatever we do.”

Carrie stood before him, eyes lowered somewhat. She allowed her hands to fall to her sides, bringing a gentle smile to her loving grandfather’s eyes, though now a smile with an expanded meaning.

That left mum.

I just wanted to touch her, to be in contact with her bare skin. I wanted to hold her and kiss her – not as her child but as a man with a woman. She wouldn’t look me in the eye at first when I stepped forward, her own gaze off towards the others, hands still held protectively before her. She had ‘reluctance’ written all over her and I had an awful sense of dread wash over me, thinking that she’d refuse me, bringing this wonderful dream happening to a grinding – or lack thereof – halt.

Having had time to think about it, I wondered if she would want to continue.

Ok, so I was afraid of missing out on the grand prize.

“Andy –” said Gramps from the side looking over Lizzie’s shoulder as she pressed herself up against his body. He seemed to be just holding her. Both mother and I watched as he lowered one hand then deliberately, if refraining from applying any power to it, smacked his granddaughter’s bare ass twice. From then he turned his attention back to the girl in his arms, ignoring us once more.

“Mum….?” I asked, trying to ignore my twitching dick as the thought of her laying across my lap, my hand slapping her ass to a pink glow, tried to overwhelm me.

The pantomimed suggestion from Gramps wasn’t lost on her though.

She didn’t have as much enthusiasm for the encouragement as I might have done, finding it in herself to rethink the matter. It wasn’t until much later that I actually got around to understanding that she had accepted the fact that I could have done it. I could have spanked her ass to my heart’s delight until she surrendered herself to me. She, my mother, would have been chastised for her reluctance. By me.

Things had changed.

“Gramps is right,” she said quietly, turning to me and stepping close. “It’s a bit late for doubt now.” She lifted her head and kissed me softly on the cheek. “Its your turn to have me now.”

I surprised her – and me for that matter, when I answered her.

“No mum, I don’t just want to have ‘my turn’ at you.” She looked at me oddly, comparing what I’d just said to my sharp intake of breath at Gramps suggested reaction to her reticence, this puzzling her. My pleasure at the thought of slapping her ass had been just a little obvious. “I just want to make love to you – like the girls did, sure, but like a guy and really sexy lady would too. You know – lovers.”

I was mumbling a bit, trying to articulate my jumbled thoughts. She raised her hand to lightly caress my shoulder understandingly. She leaned forward to kiss my shoulder then.

“Thank you Andy,” she whispered, laying her head against my chest and snuggling up against me.

We were both naked of course, yet still it seemed to be suddenly shocking to feel her soft skin against mine, the touch, easily identified as such, of her right breast against my chest. My left hand reached forward to touch first her hip, then hesitantly slid around to her available ass cheek. I strove to forget the beguiling thought of what might have been. My right hand instead caressed its own way up the side of her body until it came to the curve of her breast standing proud between us, cupping it’s soft welcoming mass for the first time since I was an infant with an entirely different agenda.

“What do you want to do, lover?” asked mum sweetly.

I took her chin in my hand, stooped and kissed her full on the lips. I felt no hesitation in her response, neither the returned kissed nor the pressing of her breast into my hand.

It’s the man that leads, right? I danced her back to the edge of the bed, my right hand on her left breast rather than holding her hand in the prescribed manner, hearing a sort of girlish giggle from her. At least I think it was her.

Looking at Gramps laying flat on the other side of the bed by this time, I saw Carrie lowering herself onto his face, steadying herself with her hands against the wall. Lizzie, meanwhile, was sliding herself back and forward on his erect monster of a dick, her pussy like a hotdog bun far too small for the ‘weiner’ it was laid against. She had that ‘floating’ sort of look to her face as she wanked herself against his hardness.

No, it was mum after all. The two girls were lost in the moment, far too far gone to be giggling.

I kind of leaned to the side and lowered my lips to her ready nipple, my hand squeezing the mound of flesh to push it tip out. Ok, I know it doesn’t work like a balloon, but I didn’t care.

She tasted a lot like Lizzie – that same sweet salty taste augmenting the feel of her breast tissue on my lips, my tongue tip.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, Mum,” I told her, “you taste wonderful.” Once more I sucked her flesh into my mouth, savouring its texture – savouring even more than that forbidden fruit. She was making a low voiced response, just a sound. One that was keyed to the male in me. Man. Woman. Response.

Both of us.

I had a primary goal though. I wanted something more – intimate.

“Mum, I want – you know, what the girls –” She stroked my hair then lowered herself to sit on the edge of the bed, drawing me down with her. She held my head with both hands, maintaining my oral contact with her breast until she was seated. Then, lowering her hands to my shoulders, encouraged me to slide down her body until my head was between her thighs.

She had recently refreshed herself, but the odour of her groin, her cunt was almost overwhelming me. I just buried my face into the furry mass, inhaling deeply, groaning my desire aloud. I felt a shifting of her weight as she lay back on the bed.

I lifted my head to look up along her body at her face, framed by her jutting tits, a gorgeous sight, believe me!

“Mum. I –” – but I couldn’t finish. For the first time I raised my hand and laid it against her mound. First and second fingers slipped without resistance between swollen cuntlips and found the hooded button beneath immediately, massaging it awkwardly from the ‘wrong’ position. My other hand came up beneath her almost of its own accord, two fingers probing deeply with her moist velvet sheath.

Judging by how much Gramps dick must have stretched her, I’d have thought I could almost have slipped my fist into her hole but was surprised to feel a light clenching upon my two fingers. Not that I particularly cared at the time.

Much as I had experienced that once in a lifetime losing of my own virginity when I fucked little sister Lizzie; when I had furthermore taken my first virgin in the person of my other sister Cassie – this carnal contact with my mother surpassed anything I had ever done before, or am likely to experience again. I licked along her crack, loving the natural taste of her.

“No – no – no,” she said, brushing my ribbing fingers aside. “Let me do it for you.” I think she wanted it for herself too judging by the grinding hips and her almost frantic right-handed agitation of her clit a bare inch from my eyes. “Aaaghhhh!” I think she said.

Or maybe it was me. Or both.

All that had gone on before between her and the girls, the angle all wrong for me to watch in detail at the time, flooded back from in my memories of the evening. I could feel my already erect cock grow even more rigid, almost painfully so in response to both scent and visual stimulants – and yes, to the thought of me having my naked mother tossing herself off in front of my very eyes, the thought of what I would be doing with her in the near future.

I couldn’t stop myself.

Taking her hand and forcibly terminating her masturbation, I pressed my lips to her hairy cut and starting licking.

Somehow I heard – and even understood – the disjointed and slightly breathless voice of Cassie as she entertained the tongue of her grandfather in her pussy just feet away from mother and me.

“Lick and suck – remember, lick and suck –” she instructed me. Somehow I wasn’t bothered by her intrusion this time. I raised my eyes to look beyond the auburn thatch before my eyes, up beyond mother’s distant breasts at my sister as she turned again to face the wall, our grandad’s hands grasping her thighs as his tongue probed her oh so recently deflowered depths.

Pausing only to separate her cuntlips with trembling fingers, exposing the cloaked nub of her clitoris, I followed Cassie’s instructions – I followed her commands with a will. Strong, or merely desperate fingers clutched at my hair pulling me close to her bucking hairy mound, all this to the sound of unadulterated lust from the throat of my mother.

I soon found myself lapping once more, this time to take in the sticky nectar flowing from her hole in ever increasing quantities.

I was out of control. Any plan for adult composure and conduct that I might have had were lost to lust, something I realized when I felt and heard only a twitch and a deep throaty groan in response to teeth gripping my mother’s erect clit as my tongue mashed and lashed at it. It was time to move on.

Hand gripping her thighs I hoisted myself up and onto her, pausing only to taste each of her inviting breasts before moving up to her lips. While one of my hands took my weight, the other guided my dick to her hairy delta, contact with her pubic hair against my glans almost finishing the event there and then. I felt her body wriggling beneath me, arching, ready to receive me.

“Fuck me, Andy – fuck me now son,” she invited.

Between my thrusting weapon and her mobile groin I have no idea just how it happened, but my cock stabbed deeply within the woman without the least resistance, without the least obstruction to its passage.

Experienced Lizzie, and later on the virginal Cassie both had been utterly mind-bendingly at the time of our sweating copulation. As my cock sank into my mother’s well stretched but comfortably fitting sheath I knew I had experienced heaven.

“Fuck me Andy – just fuck me silly,” she instructed me dreamily.

I started moving in and out, forward and back, reveling in her controlled clamping upon my invading member. It was awkward from my position in relation to her, but my enthusiastic plowing of her furrow increased in intensity as hormones took control of my body. I even tried to slow myself as I felt the first boiling evidence of release welling up from my balls themselves.

My feet slipped on the carpet and I grunted as I fell upon the wantonly splayed female beneath me, she just shifting to accommodate my unexpected weight. Grabbing her hips in both fists I lifted while thrusting deeply into her once more as I attempted to move her up further onto the bed.

Pleasant though the penetration was, my feet slipped again.

Trying to avoid losing contact between cock and cunt I reached up with my left hand to grip her beneath the neck, the other scooping beneath her lefty leg, swiveling her to lay along the edge of the bed, her right foot remaining on the carpeted floor as I moved with her, one knee now on the bed, the other leg’s foot on the floor.

Again I started to thrust into her but still we were teetering on the edge of the bed, on the edge of catastrophe as far as our lovemaking went.

“You’re too near the edge of the bed, mum,” I told her, panting with effort. She responded without question, simply rolling over onto her belly instead of shuffling across as I had expected. Shrugging, I just moved with her and knelt across her legs, taking hold of her hips and almost lifting her up onto her hands and knees. I think she was a bit worried about what I was planning because she twisted around worriedly as though to ask. I couldn’t wait though and pushed my aching dick into her once again available pussy until my balls slapped against the cuntlips once more.

There was no finesse to the fucking that went on then. I just slammed it home again and again, my body slapping against hers wetly. She was moaning both from the sensations I was triggering in her and, perhaps, in realizing that this had changed our relationship forever. This could not be a one-night escapade, never to be repeated.

I was ramming my dick into her box – her Pandora’s Box that had been opened by first Gramps, and now me. My libido had been unleashed.

Leaning forward I tried to fondle her tits while continuing to fuck her welcoming hole steadily, forcefully. All that did was to throw her forward to her belly, my prick slipping out of her sheath. Not wanting to stop, I thrust forward again, having half fallen onto her, achieved penetration immediately.

“NO! Not there –” she cried out into the pillow beneath her face. Wrong hole.

Too bad. I was in, and I was pumping her once more, careful not to lose contact again. I was not reaching as far inside her rectum as I had been her cunt, the padding of her ass blocking my efforts to some degree.

She reached back with her right hand to grip my wrist as I held her hips steady, twisting to look back at me, but saw to one side that Carrie was kneeling astride Gramp’s lap as he watched me plowing his daughter, my mother’s ass.

“No daddy – she’s too young. You’re too big for –” she grunted out to the rhythm of my plunging dick. I returned Gramp’s favour from earlier and started to slam into mum’s ass harder and faster, distracting her. I glanced up from the beautiful sight of rippling ass-cheeks beneath me, and saw that she was too late anyway. Carrie was carefully sinking downwards onto the rigid pole, Gramps wisely, I think, leaving her to control her descent.

I figured she would be thinking that, already sore from losing her virginity to me just minutes before, she might as well get the stretching done with. Her head was laid on Gramp’s shoulder looking over at our mother and me. I saw her eyes glazed and distant looking, her bottom lip between her teeth.

She started moving slowly up and then down, sinking further each time. Lizzie, the little minx, had her head down close to the action as Gramps stretched our sister wide.

Then in a flash, she had scampered across the bed, breasts dancing around as she stooped then to investigate what I was doing to our mother.

“Are you doing her bottom too?” She hadn’t said a thing when I had switched from Carrie’s freshly breached pussy to her virgin asshole, yet she seemed surprised to see me buggering our mother. Admittedly, I hadn’t intended to do so – well, not just yet anyway. It had just happened that way.

I would have answered her, but as these things do, my first taste of my mother’s fuck-holes was coming to an ever-urgent end. I laid myself forward onto her back and once again clutched at her tits, using them almost as safety grips as I plunged again and again into her very depths, finally shooting my hot load into her bowels. I would have stopped then, exhausted, but heard a grunting plea from beneath me.

“No – no. Don’t stop yet. I’m almost –” I saw her left elbow wriggling madly, her hand thrust beneath her own body to work on the clit I was not reaching since my dick was re-routed. I kept going, hoping the continued friction would counteract the inevitable flaccidity to come. Then, moments later I felt her body shuddering underneath me, heard her cries into the bedding beneath her, as she too climaxed.

I slumped forward then, suddenly lethargic, just laying there as my dick shriveled its way back out of her anus, leaving its trail of sticky seed.

Lizzie shook my shoulder.

“Are you going to have her suck you clean like Carrie did. Can I watch?”

I rolled off mother to one side, lying on my back now, saying nothing, drifting in the moment. Mother looked at me, then at Carrie sliding up and down, ever more easily upon her grandfathers enormous cock. Slowly, stiffly, she moved back onto her knees beside me, then, gently caressing my thigh, leaned forward and started licking at my dick, then taking it into her mouth. A second face thrust itself down beside hers, a second tongue working, this one on my balls. To the side I heard Gramps calling out as he came again for the fourth or fifth time, this time deep inside Carrie. Who’s counting anyway? She would wait for a future fucking for her own cock-induced orgasm. Stretched as she now was, it was unlikely she’d have so much trouble next time.

I just let my mind continue to drift with the sensation as gentle sucking and licking had its inevitable effect on my still willing dick.

I had fucked my mother.

I had fucked my two sisters.

It was unbelievably glorious! And it was only beginning.

 

 

 

 

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I got a job at the local super market making minimum wage,  Joe was my manager and he  seemed like a nice guy.  He was in his late 20's,  married, and with a baby on the way;  not to mention he was fucking gorgeous. When I came home from work I would write in my journal the fantasies I would have about fucking Joe and the oh-so- naughty things that I would do to him. The ideas that I had were ludacris considering that I was a virgin. The things that I knew had come from television not from personal experience but none of that didn't matter, the things I did know I wanted to experement with Joe and being married made me want him that much more. Call it Forbidden Fruit Syndrome.   It was a week later when I stayed over at work to discuss my scheduling with Joe. I remember knocking on his office door and him telling me to come in with that deep, sexy tone in his voice.  Lately I had been noticing the way he had been looking at me with deep satisfaction in his blue eyes and there seemed to be a hint of longing as well.  Before I even had a chance to sit in a seat Joe was on his feet, shutting the door and locking it behind him. I began to get a little nervous, why would he feel the need to lock the door? I soon found out why. Joe ran at me, he placed one of his hands on my mouth and the other on my stomach. I was panicky now as I began to realize his intentions, sure I fantazied about fucking him but thats just it "A Fantasy" In actualality I never had any intentions on fucking Joe,  but he had every intention on fucking me.

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Joe slammed by fragile body up against the wall I moaned in pain but he took it as a moan of pleasure. Keeping his one hand on my mouth he removed the hand that had been on my stomach and proceeded to rip my button up polo off of my body.  I watched his eyes feel with pleasure and longing as he stared at the fabric covering my perky tits, with one hard tug the material was removed and my tits  burst free. He took one of my nipples between his thumb and index finger and began to squeeze roughly in an attempt to make them hard, it was painful and I again moaned he cracked a wicked smile and pinched harder. My erect nipple was in pain he placed it into his mouth and begain to nibble with his teeth, I felt a tingling sensation in my pussy sort of like a jolt of electricity, the sensation traveled from my snatch and began to move throughout my body and I began to grow weak. Joe's hand was now at my wet pussy the skirt I had worn today had granted him easy access to my soaked white cotton panties, he pulled back the material to gaze down at my hairless cunt. I could feel my juices running out of me and I knew he was enjoying watching it do so, I could tell by the way he licked his lips. " I'll remove my hand if you don't scream" I remember him saying. I knodded my head yes and he slowly removed his hand from my mouth. In a flash he had his face down in my warm pussy, I felt the tip of his tongue lightley graze my swollen clit and I jumped with suprise causing me to close my legs in an instant but Joe was much stronger than me and he re-opened my legs with such force I tought he had dislocated my thigh bone but there he was again with his tongue lightley grazing my clit. I had come to term and decided to except the ineveitable, Joe was going to get what he wanted and there was nothing I could do but lay there and take it even if I didn't want it, in my mind I really didn't want it but my body suggested otherwise. He continued to lick, and suck on my clit sending spine tingling sensations throughout me. Suddenly I felt his tongue just outside the entrance of my tight wet fuck whole incircling it making it wetter than what it already was, then I felt it inside of me, going in and out of me, I started shaking as if I were having convulsions, he was tongue fucking me and it felt fucking great, just as I was about to cumm all in his mouth he stopped. I began to breathe steady once again happy that it was finally over but a little disappointed as well, I was so close to an orgasam and it just ended. I began to get up but was immediatley pushed back down onto the floor. Joe reached up my skirt and practically ripped my panties off. I watched as he unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them, he then let his hard, massive, cock free. My heart skipped a beat, I knew what was next and I really didn't  want it. He hovered over me applying a little of his weight on me so that I couldn't move. I was trapped. I felt his hardness at the entrance of my steaming whole, he rubbed his head in circles around my lips as to get it wetter, guess he knew I was a virgin but that didn't stop him from anything. The next thing I knew I felt severe pain as his cock ripped my hymen in half he had just forcefully rammed his dick inside of me and began fucking the hell out of me , I began to cry loudly in pain with each agonizing thrust. He again placed his hand over my mouth and continued to pound away at my once virginal pussy, his thrusts grew with speed and I felt his cock twitch and pulsate inside of me and then I felt heat, warm liquidy heat as he spewed his jizz deep into me. I felt disgusted he pulled out of me and and immediatley put his still buldging cock away. I gather together what I could and dressed in haste. Tears ran freely as I opened the door and ran from his office, not once looking back.......needless to say I quit that Job........

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     Aunt May seemed pleased at the state of my cock; I must admit that I am pretty well endowed, as my cock had arose to it full nine inches in length. I stood behind her as she wet her hair and wrapped my arms around her tenderly squeezing her large breast and pressing my cock against her well rounded ass. She responded by wiggling her ass against me, and pressing back against me. She turned in my arms and we locked into an embrace that only lovers can share. We kissed passionately, our tongues dueling for position. Then aunt May backed up and handed me the shampoo, I washed her hair and massaged her scalp, this seemed very erotic at the time. When I had finished with her hair she handed me the soap and I soaped her body up using only my hands, rubbing every nook and crevice of her sexy body. She rinsed the soap from her body and held out her hand for the soap, which I placed in her hand. Aunt May returned the favor soaping me from head to foot, paying particular attention to my raging hard on. I humped her hand as she jacked my soapy cock off with one hand and fondled my balls with the other. I wanted to cum then and there, but she would not allow that to happen, as she released me before it got to that point. She turned me away from her and let me rinse the soap from my body, and pressed her body against my back and ass, reaching around to pinch my nipples gently. I had never had feeling like this, I was so high, and I thought I was walking in the clouds.

     When we stepped out of the shower she handed me a towel and I dried her body pausing to kiss her lips, her neck and her erect nipples, on my way down to paradise. I dried her legs and feet and then her ass and her hot slit, I could not resist kissing her ass cheeks and the moist slit that I desired. She spread her legs to give me better access, and I took advantage of it by driving my tongue into her hot pussy. Her hands held my head in place as I licked her from asshole to her clit. She humped my tongue, crying out in pleasure, as I continued to devour her. It was not long before she flooded my mouth with her love juices and I swallowed greedily all that she had to offer. Weak kneed she released her hold on my head and sat on the commode.

     She pulled me to her, and kissed my lips, then licked my cheeks and chin to get her excess juices that had run down my face. She kissed and licked her way down to my chest and teased my nipples with her tongue. She gently sucked and nibbled on them sending electric shocks thru my body, while her hands found my cock and balls. She then proceeded to kiss and lick her way down to my cock, she kissed, licked and nibbled on my cock and balls until I thought I would pass out from sheer pleasure, and then she engulfed my cock in her hot wet mouth and tried to swallow my whole cock. I could feel it going down her throat as her tongue swirled around my cock. I was trembling and holding her head, thinking it could not get any better than this, but I was wrong as I felt her fingers tracing the crack of my ass gently massaging my asshole. Then it happened, I felt her finger press into my ass and twist, this made me release a load of cum deep down her throat. Rope after rope escaped from deep in my balls, and it seemed to go on forever. I trembled as I pushed as hard as I could to get ever deeper into my aunt’s throat, she just kept on swallowing and twisting her finger in my ass. When the pleasure subsided and she had swallowed every drop of my sperm she released her hold on me and I sank weakly to my knees before her.

     She stood in front of me and offered me her hand to help me up off of the floor, which I took and she pulled me up and led me out of the bathroom into the bedroom. Aunt May then got on the bed on her hands and knees and offered herself to me. I got on the bed behind her and started kissing and licking her lovely ass, I drove my tongue into her asshole tasting her musky flavor. I moved lower and licked and sucked her drenched pussy; my tongue seemed to have a mind of it own as aunt May backed herself back against my tongue. After a short time I moved up and lay across her back, reaching around her to fondle her breasts taking one in each hand, while I was doing this, aunt May reached between her legs and grabbed my cock and guided it to her waiting pussy. When I felt the tip enter her I drove the entire length in and a moan escaped her lips as she pushed back to receive all that I had to offer, then I stared slow long thrusts. My hands became milking machines as I mauled her breast and hung on for the ride of my life. I kissed and bit her neck and tried to push my cock and balls into her clasping pussy. Aunt May matched my thrusts and raised her head and cried out, as the rhythm of our lovemaking became faster and more urgent. I was hanging on and fucking her for all I was worth, each thrust bringing us both closer to orgasm, and sending electrifying shocks down my spine to the very soles of my feet. Her tight pussy grabbed my cock with each inward thrust and seemed like it did not want to let it go, trying to draw me deeper into paradise. If I thought the pleasure from her blowjob in the bathroom could not get any better I was mistaken, as I made my final hard thrusts I cried out in pure bliss as my cum rocketed out of my cock deep within her body and we both shook and trembled until I collapsed on her back spent and covered in sweat, my cock lodged deep with in her. While laying like that I could feel her pussy muscles spasm around my cock, like little fingers stroking me.

     I withdrew my cock reluctantly and laid on the bed beside her, she got up and bent down and licked and sucked the juices from my cock. I had never felt anything so good in my life, and was convinced I was in heaven. I would not have cared if I had died right then and there, because I had an angel attached to my cock.

End of Chapter 2

Gabriel and Kim were now naked. "Kim, would you like to suck my dick" Gabriel said. "Sure honey" she replied. Kim then grabbed Gabriel's dick and began sucking on it. After like five minutes Gabriel said "I'm cumming" and he came in Kim's mouth. Kim swallowed and kept on sucking till it was dry.

Kim then got on the bed and said "now I want you to suck me." So Gabriel got on top of kim, his dick was rubbing her pussy. Then he laid down and sucked on Kim's nipples. He heard her moaning with pleasure. "Please don't stop" he heard her saying. After what seemed like an eternity, Gabriel moved even lower and began licking and sucking Kim's pussy. The moans increased in volume, and her breaths became short. "I'm cumming" he heard her saying. In a loud shriek, Kim came and Gabriel lapped up all of her juices. Gabriel rested on top of Kim till he had enough energy to continue.

"Gabriel, I want you to come inside me" Kim said. So Gabriel climbed up Kim's body until he had his dick in position. With one thrust he managed to get his dick up Kim's Vagina. Gabriel thrusted in and out until he felt his balls tightening. Then he said in a whisper "I'm cumming." Within seconds Gabriel came inside Kim's vagina. The two lovers fell asleep; Gabriel on top with his dick inside and Kim under Gabriel.

     One day while the kids were at school and I had a day off, I was standing at the kitchen window when I saw Bull come down along the fence.  Missy started whining and he started dancing around.  He wanted to get at Missy and his big dog dick caught my attention.  He was huge to begin with, but this time the tip of his dick was hanging out and I felt aroused.  He was swinging back and forth as he trotted along the fence and my eyes were watching him intently.  I stopped what I was doing to admire his big dick.

     Eventually he stopped his prancing and put his paws on top of the fence, and with that he was over the top easily.  Now he was in my yard and going towards the dog run where Missy was.  The fence around the yard is only four feet high, but the dog run is a full six feet.  He greeted Missy and then put his paws up on the fence but was not able to reach the top. 

     I decided that since it was a hot day and that I didn’t have to worry about him getting at Missy I would take a bowl of water out to him.  So, I took a bowl out onto the back porch and sat down on the bottom step with the water at my feet.  I called him and he came trotting over with his head down.  He came up to the water bowl and drank it thirstily while I petted him on his head.  He was so docile and gentle and yet such a big dog.

     He allowed me to pet him while he drank and when he was finished he sat down in front of me enjoying my company.  I was sitting on the next to the last step and yet he was still looking me in my eyes as he sat on the ground.  I am not a big person, only 5’4” tall and 120 pounds so this dog easily dwarfed me as we sat there.  I looked down at his tool still hanging there and wanted to feel it so I moved down to the last step and reached between his front paws and cupped his penis in my hand.  He adjusted his position a little and settled down quickly.

      His head hung over my shoulder as I reached touched his big dick and cupped it in my little hand.  It easily filled my palm and I was not able to wrap my fingers all the way around it.  This was indeed a tool!  I felt the warmth inside of me as I was growing more excited than curious.  I stroked his dick and rubbed his balls and he shifted his position again making it easier for me to continue playing with him.  In just a little while he lay on the ground in front of me and rolled to his back, giving me full access to his pleasure.  It was obvious that he was enjoying this as much as I was.  I talked to him as I stroked his massive cock and rolled his balls with my palm.  He was definitely becoming my friend as he stayed there and panted.

     In the meantime my excitement was growing and I decided I wanted to play with this Bull more.  I took up the water bowl and easily coaxed him to follow me inside the house.  Once inside I closed the door and led him into the kitchen where I put the water bowl down.  He took a few more laps of water and then sat down and looked at me.  I talked to him as I moved the water bowl and sat on the floor in front of him.  I took his tool into my hand again.  He lay down on his side and lifted his leg almost immediately.  I took this as a sure sign that I had gained his trust and lay on my side facing him; my feet in the direction of his head, and concentrated even more on masturbating him.  He was obviously enjoying this as much as I was.

     I studied his doghood and began pulling back his skin to expose as much of him as I could.  He was huge, even without his skin around his penis, I could not get my hand quite around him.    I felt brave and began to take off my shorts as I continued to play with his dick.  He raised his head and watched me take off my shorts and panties.  I felt wet and knew that he would be able to smell my heat now that it was exposed.  He nosed towards my legs and I moved closer to him, placing not just my cunt near his nose, but since he was such a big dog I had to move my whole body closer.  He began to sniff me and press his muzzle against my cunt.  He slowly licked me and I felt the coarseness of his tongue pull against my pussy.  I stopped stroking him and removed my top and my bra.  I moved closer to Bull and now had my breasts up against him as he nuzzled my snatch and tasted me.  He licked slowly, stopping occasionally to lick his nose and to look at what I was doing.  When he licked me he began to push his tongue into me and I felt warmth going up my body.  I was hot and I was horny and I wanted more.  I had never done this before but I now knew I liked it very much.  His tongue was excellent and he took his time.

     I began to stroke him without his skin over him and he raised his leg even higher.  With the excitement of this forbidden act and the pleasure from his tongue I was breathing heavily.  I couldn’t help myself anymore.  I was lost in the act.  I was finding it more difficult to stroke him as he wasn’t as wet as I was.  I had stopped using his skin to cover him and pumped his bare dick with my bare hand.  Anyways he was not going to fit into his skin now that his dick was extended and in my hands.  I was not sure what it was going to be like but I wanted to put him into my mouth and wet him with my saliva.  I moved my face closer to his dick, pulling my snatch from his tongue.  I put my tongue on it at first, feeling it and tasting it for the same time.  It was not bad, a little strange to feel, but the taste wasn’t something that I would pull away from, so I licked him.  It was definitely alright.  I wasn’t going to gag on it because of the taste but if I did it would be because of the size.  I licked him some more and spit on him to make stroking him easier.  He began to tense up with this but I was not going to stop now.  I stuck my tongue out and wagged his dick back and forth quickly across it.  He liked this very much and grunted a little as I was now more aggressively handling his tool.  I then got brave enough and put my lips over the head of his dick.  I added more spit as I did this and began running my lips just over the head of his dick.  He liked this a lot and began thrusting his hinds causing his dick to push into my mouth.  At first I wasn’t ready for this and pulled back.  Then I went back to making him feel good and took him into my mouth.  He again began thrusting but I moved my head with his rhythm so as not to choke.  He was enormous and easily filled my mouth.  A hard ball was on his dick and my hand would run over it as he pumped into my mouth.  I was afraid he would cum and pulled my mouth off of him and pushed myself away from him.  I rolled onto my back, naked, breathing heavily.

     I needed to catch my breath but Bull was now intent on getting his.  He got up and immediately put his nose into my snatch.  I opened my legs to give him easy access and he began to lick me in earnest.  At first it was gentle, but then he began to push his tongue into me.  He was very eager.  He entered me with his tongue and then would drag it out and upwards, running it over my clitoris.  His tongue was huge and I was enjoying the heat of my body as Bull was causing me to have such pleasure.  Soon I climaxed, my orgasm sending shudders through my body.  My juices gushed out of my cunt causing Bull to lick even more.  I had never had such a powerful orgasm in my life!  The more Bull licked and pushed the more I exploded.  I could feel the floor beneath me was wet and I couldn’t stop cumming!  I tried to pull away from Bull but he continued to eat me like I was a big enormous dog treat. 

     I called to him, breathless, and he stopped and looked at me.  I talked to him some more and he listened.  I was out of breath and still shaking, the muscles of my body shuddering from the orgasm and the physical effects.  I reached up and began to pet Bull and he calmed down.  I looked at him and saw his dick still sticking way out there and pointing towards me.  I knew what I had to do.

     I reached over and pulled the bench from beside the kitchen table.  Pulling myself up I lay on my back and rested with my legs spread apart.  Bull knew I was his.  He moved forward and sniffed at my cunt and then without hesitation he moved forward.  He had no trouble straddling the bench and brought his tool against me.  He pressed forward and I felt his dick against my leg.  I spread my legs more and reached down and grabbed hold of him, guiding him against my hole.  He pushed against me with my hand holding the head of his penis at my opening.  He began to thrust with his hips and entered me.  I thought that I would split apart!  It burned a little but that soon passed.  He stopped thrusting for a second and he pushed forward some more, going deeper.  He pushed until he was all the way in me and then began his thrusting again, this time in earnest.  He was thrusting so deep into me that it caused me pain and pleasure that was as immense as his dick.  He still was not totally in me but was in as far as he could possible go.  My juices were flowing out of me and I felt the huge bulge in his dick against my cunt, pushing against me every time he would thrust.  I thought that I would burst open.  He continued to fuck me with the intent of ejaculating.  I knew he would soon.  My breathing was hard to control and I thought I would pass out.  I lifted up my legs and wrapped them around him in order to hang in position, my hands were holding the bench above my head to keep me from being pushed across the bench.  I felt him going in and out of me and fucking me as I had never been fucked.  I couldn’t control myself and I felt my orgasm returning more powerful than it was before.  I had lost all control over myself and I was screaming and moaning and cumming like a banshee!  All at once I felt it, at first it was not much, a warm flow beginning to fill me up and moving out from me.  Then he let loose with his orgasm!  He flooded me and it immediately spilled out from me as he continued pumping.  His cum was hot and filled me up.  I felt it all the way up inside of me and felt it flowing out of me.  He was spilling out of me and unto the floor.  He kept cumming and cumming.  It wouldn’t stop.  His powerful and quick thrusts now were shorter and slower but he continued to pump at me and fill me up.  I felt so much cum in me that my abdomen felt that it was bloated.  I didn’t care.  I was in such ecstasy and heat that I didn’t care.  I could barely breathe and had nearly passed out from Bull’s power and size.  He stopped his movement and just stayed there on top of me as he continued to pour out from around his own dick buried inside of me.  I felt his hot cum running from inside of me and down the crack of my ass onto the bench beneath me.  His thrusting had pushed me across the bench and my ass was now a full foot from the end where I had started.  His jism covered the bench beneath me and I lay in his cum with even more cum on the floor.  He was still flowing out of me even though he was finished with his orgasm and mine was starting to wane.  We both were panting heavily and he remained in position over me on the bench.  My breasts were pressed up against his chest and we were both breathing hard.  I took my arms and began to hug him and pet him.  My legs which didn’t stay around him were tired but I put them back around him and felt his dick still deep inside of me.  I was breathless but wanted to stay there laying in his cum and covered with it.

     Soon he began to back away, a little at a time, and I felt his dick sliding out of me inch by freaking inch until he was far enough out that the remaining cum that was stuffed in me pushed him out and gushed out of me onto the bench.  My cunt was throbbing now, my hole was wide open and my legs were stuck where they were, pulled up and out to the side.  I could feel my cunt still pulsating and his cum still running out of me.  Bull backed completely off of me and stood there panting heavily.  His dick hung down from under him, our juices dripping off the end of his dick.  He was antsy and obviously happy with what just occurred.  I was exhausted and still feeling lightheaded.  I had never had such powerful orgasms and wanted to stay in that ecstasy that I had just experience, drunk on such a wonderful sexual experience. 

     He had been so huge and I still took him inside of me.  He must have had a gallon of cum and I still wanted it in me.  I was sore and I was exhausted, but I thoroughly enjoyed this fuck.  I didn’t think that I could ever do this again, that it would take forever for me to get over the soreness that I felt.  I wanted it more but knew it would have to wait for another time.  I sat up and Bull came over to me.  I had his cum on my stomach almost to my breasts.  I had his cum all over my back, my ass, and my legs.  I was covered with his juices and sitting on the bench in it and with my feet on the floor in it.  I slowly got up and walked gingerly over to the door.  I called to Bull and opened the door.  He went out the door and stopped, looking back over his shoulder I thought that I saw him smiling and I smiled back.

     I closed the door and walked and half crawled back to the puddle on the floor.  I lay down beside it and ran my fingers through it.  I had found my pleasure.  Bull would be back another day.

    “Well after you cum there’s something I want to discuss with you so hurry up.” Amanda said and quickly returned to her greedy sucking. Frank knew that could only mean one thing; trouble. Every time she wants to talk he ends up doing something he didn’t intend o do.

    In a matter of a few moments Frank was Cumming in her mouth and she was greedily swallowing it all. She gave him the chance to calm down and catch his breathe then she was ready to talk.

     “I can’t get the picture of you and Mom messing around out of my head Uncle Frank” Amanda said then adding, “I want to see it; I want to see her playing with your cock.”

    Frank was speechless at first, he hadn’t fooled around with his sister in about twenty years, how was Amanda going to see it happen.

    “I’ve got it all planned out.” Amanda said. “I know exactly how we’ll make it happen.”

    Now Frank knew he was in trouble. She’s such a strong willed girl never takes no for an answer. He already knew she’d dog him till he at least gave her plan a try. He thought maybe if he just played along she would see it was ridiculous.

    “Ok girl, let’s hear this plan of yours?” he asked; never dreaming that she might actually be onto something good.

    “Ok here’s the plan, Mom loved watching you beat off, and so we are going to set it up so that you catches you doing it. Hopefully her memories of the games you two played will come flooding back and she won’t be able to resist.” She said spelling out her plan.

    “Now how’s that going to happen?” Frank asked, knowing his sister would never do anything with someone else in the house even if she were interested in doing so.

    “Oh that’s easy.” Replied Amanda patiently. “Dad’s never home anyhow, and I’ll just park my car around the corner and she won’t know I’m home. I’ll hide in your bathroom and leave the door open just far enough to be able to peek out. You’ll be on your bed beating off and will call her into your room. From there we just have to hope she takes the bait. If she doesn’t you just blame it on your mental state due to he divorce. She could only get so mad at you, you’re her baby brother.”

     Frank had to admit it, the plan was pretty good. If it didn’t work out they could just use his divorce as an excuse. Anybody going through such a tough time emotionally could make a big mistake and it would be forgiven. Her plan just might work. At least he thought it had a chance.

     They discussed it in a little further detail and set their sights on pulling it off on Friday night. Dad would still be out of town and it was very believable that Amanda would be going out on that night anyhow. In a way of celebrating the cleverness of their scheme they got a quick fuck in before anyone else came home.

    When Friday evening came everything fell into place. Amanda parked her car around the block and when it was nearly time for her Mom to get home she went ahead and hid in Frank’s room. They decided that it’d probably work best if Frank wasn’t waiting for Denise to come home already naked. He should greet her first and then based upon her mood figure out a way to entice her to his room.

    Denise came home right at her usual time and Frank gave her his normal quick hug to greet her. He did hold on just a moment longer than he normally did but wasn’t sure if she even noticed. He had no way of knowing that she had needed a hug just then. She was it was really starting to bother her that her husband was on the road so much. She was very glad for Frank’s presence in the house if for no other reason than just some company.

    After a few minutes of small talk Denise said she was going to go up to her room and change. Before she could leave the room though; Frank gave her another hug. “What’s this for?” she asked him, but not minding a hug one bit.

    “I’m just thankful that you have let me move in here Sis. I really had nowhere else to go.” Frank replied, and as he did he let one hand slide down and partially cover her ass. Just let it seemed natural not sexual.

    “I’m glad you’re here Frank, I really am.” She replied to him. Adding” I wish you weren’t going through such tough times but I get to have your company so I’m just glad you’re here.”

    He held her for just a moment longer and said to her “When you’re done changing your clothes come to my room, I want to show you something.”

    “Ok Frank, I’ll be there in a minute, but what do you want to show me?” she asked.

    “Just want to show you something, it’s something you use to like. Back when we were younger. You’ll remember it when you see it I think.” Said Frank and he let her go. She told him she’d be right there and off each went to their respective rooms.

    As Denise changed let Amanda know she had to hurry up and get hidden and he disrobed. Amanda hid in the bathroom as planned and Frank crawled onto his bed and started to play with himself. The whole situation was exciting to him so he was hard in a flash. He was just beginning to pump his cock to a rhythm when he heard a tapping on his door.

    Frank took a deep breath and yelled “Come on in Denise.” Praying she wouldn’t totally freak out.

    Denise was greeted by a sight she had played back in her mind so many times over the years. A memory she’d tried to suppress but every so often it would resurface. Seeing Frank sprawled out nude on his bed with his hand stroking his cock caught her off guard. She froze in her tracks and couldn’t move or speak.

     At this point Amanda could see Frank plainly but she couldn’t quite see her mom yet. As she watched him continue to stroke she could tell he was looking right at her mother. This turned her on so much she stuck her hand down inside of her panties which by this point and time was all that she was wearing.

     After what seemed like an eternity to her Denise was finally able to speak. “What are you doing Frank? Why are you showing me that?” was all he could get out.

    As Frank replied he continued to stroke his cock. “I think often about you Denise. I loved when you used to watch me jack off and I miss that. I’m lonely Denise and I’m horny. Could you do this for me just this one time? Could you just sit here on my bed and watch me beat my cock for old time’s sake?’ then he quickly added, “Nobody will know and you can’t deny the fact that you used to love watching me do it.”

    “That was a long time ago Frank, I admit that yes I did enjoy our little game but I’m married now. I have a daughter. I can’t do that again. It just wouldn’t be right” were Denise’s words but she never took her eyes of his cock while they spoke.

    Frank responded to her by saying “Please do this for me, just sit here on the edge of my bed like you used to and watch me. Nobody needs to know about it but us.” Then he thought to add “With Mike on the road so much any more you have to be lonely too. There’s no harm in just watching me is there?”

    Denise wanted to say no and just storm out of the room but something deep inside of her. Some force she couldn’t say no too made her come further into the room until she was now standing right beside his bed. This made Amanda quite happy in that she could now finally see her Mom.

    Frank patted the bed next to himself signaling her to sit beside him. She was trembling as she obediently complied. “Is Mike’s this big?” Frank asked her. And she simply shook her head. “Have you thought about mine at all over the years?” he then asked her.

    “Yes” She admitted, adding “Many times; I’ve tried not to but the memories would just come back. You are right; I used to love watching you play with it.” She couldn’t believe that those words were spilling out of her mouth but there was something about seeing his big fat cock again that had stirred up something inside of her. As much as she wanted to be the conservative obedient housewife she tried to be the part of her deep inside that wanted to be sluttish was taking control.

    Amanda was having a tough time staying quiet. Her fingers were very busy rubbing her pussy and she had to struggle not to make any vocal noises. She was just wowed by hearing her mom, the very mom she thought to be a prude, admit to such things.

    Frank stopped stroking his cock for a few moments. He was getting too close to exploding and wanted this to last. He knew Amanda wanted it to last as well. He decided that it’d gone this far so he might as well see how far he could push it. “Why don’t you take off your clothes and show me that hot body of yours?” he said to Denise. “Seeing you has never failed to get me off.” He added.

    As if in a trance she pulled her tee shirt off and quickly undid her bra exposing her still firm tits to him. “Just this one last time can’t hurt I guess” she said. She didn’t mention how much it used to turn her on to let Frank see her naked.

    “Denise you are still as pretty as ever. “ Frank told her as he began to stroke his cock again. He was rather surprised by the way she went along with everything so far and he wasn’t about to quit. “I want to see all of you though. Please take off the rest.”

     She rose up off the bed just long enough to push down her pants and her panties.  When she sat back down on the bed her leg was right up against his leg. “I’ve got to tell you Frank; this is the most exciting thing that’s happened to me in a very long time. I can’t believe myself but I am really thankful that you decided to bless me with this surprise.” She said without thinking. She was as surprised as he was to hear the words. They just rolled right off of her tongue as if she were no longer in control of herself.

    By this time Amanda had quietly removed her panties and she was rubbing herself furiously. She had to fight with herself to keep from storming into the room and fucking Uncle Frank right there in front of her Mother.

    “I bet you’d just love to stroke again wouldn’t you Denise?” Frank said, knowing damned well she wanted to. “Go ahead, I want you too.” And with that he offered his sister his hard cock.

    Denise was a bit hesitant but as if it had a mind of its own her hand touched his knee.  She slowly began to slide it up his leg until it was about an inch from his cock. “Should we really be doing this Frank, it’s not too late for us to stop.” She said but she knew he wasn’t going to say stop.

    Before Frank could respond; her hand cupped his balls. He took his hand off of his shaft and let her take over. She felt his balls for a few moments then put her hand around his shaft. As she began to stroke it her mind raced and she couldn’t control what she said. “Oh God I forgot how good your big cock feels. I have missed it so much Frank.” She said lustfully.

    With that she lowered her head and kissed the tip of his cock. She then opened her mouth and swallowed it savoring the forgotten taste. Frank moaned as she gave him head and Amanda was losing control of herself. Seeing her mom giving head was driving her wild.

    Frank had by this time forgotten that Amanda was even there. He had his head back and eyes closed just enjoying the blowjob he was receiving. Denise of course was oblivious to her presence as well; that is until she felt a slap on her ass and her daughter’s voice saying “Oh God you look good with Uncle Frank’s big cock in your mouth you slut!”

  Denise screamed “Oh my God! I thought you were out for the night!” and she tried to get up and run out of the room. Amanda stepped in front of her and blocked her way. She tried sidestepping her but again Amanda stood in her way.

    “Where do you think you are going Mom? Amanda asked her then adding, “You aren’t done sucking that big cock yet.”

    Denise came only then realized that Amanda was naked and that she must have seen everything that’s been going on. “Let me out of here Amanda this isn’t funny.” She said.

    Amanda was not about to lose control of the situation. “No you need to get back on that cock. He hasn’t cum yet and you need to finish him and if you don’t I’ll just have to go grab my cell and give daddy a call.”

    Denise knew then and there that Amanda had her by the proverbial balls. There was nothing she could do but do as told. She crawled back up onto the bed and started to suck on Frank’s cock once again. He had lot his erection after Denise had panicked but it quickly swelled back to its full glory with Denise’s help.

    Amanda kept slapping her Mom’s ass as she watch her suck and was calling her dirty names and telling her what to do. “Yeah Mom suck that cock. Lick his balls and get him ready to cum. Be the slut know you are.”

    After several minutes of this Amanda decided it was time to heat things up even more. “You want to fuck this slut Uncle Frank? Do you want to finally feel what its like to slide that big hard cock of yours into her tight pussy? She asked excitedly.

    When Frank said yes she mad her Mother lay down on her back and spread her legs. Amanda pointed out that they were going to need to shave her pussy later and get Mom up to date but Frank really didn’t care he just wanted to fuck. He climbed on top of her and slid his cock into her wet snatch. Despite the way she’d acted about being caught; Denise was wet and ready. She as finally getting to feel that cock inside of her after all these years and she loved every minute of it.

    Amanda had position herself so that she was kneeling at her Mother’s head she got a nice view of Uncle Frank’s cock sliding in and out from there. She started to really feel left out though and without warning she got up on her knees and moved forward enough so that her pussy was right above her mothers face. She didn’t ask her Mom if she wanted it; she just lowered her pussy right to Denise’s mouth.

    Denise had never before eaten another pussy but she tasted it anyhow. She found to her delight that she liked it. Amanda was squatting over her face commanding her to lick and she gladly obliged her. She licked her daughter’s pussy like a pro as her own brother fucked her hard and deep.

    Denise was the first to climax. She had a hard time concentrating on the pussy being shoved into her face while she orgasmed but id her best. Frank and Amanda soon followed suit. They both erupted at about the same time. Amanda filling her Mother’s face with her love juices and Frank filling her pussy with his wonderful cum.

    They all collapsed into a heap on the bed arms and legs entwined. They stayed that way for a long time. Nobody saying a word until finally Denise wanted to know if they’d had this whole evening planned out in advance. Frank just laughed and said, “Talk to the boss about that one.”

 

 

 

 

    

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            They started to carry her over to the couch and rug but Amy started kicking and screaming, desperate not to experience this new pain.  John slapped her twice across the face, hard, and Amy quieted and he said, "If you don't behave Amy I'll take your ass first and then you'll be sorry!"  Amy bowed her head and went meekly to the rug where they told her to kneel on her hands and knees.  She did so and as Tom strapped her wrists and elbows down she noticed that the rug was bolted to the floor.  Rob and John pulled her legs apart and strapped her ankles down.  She was now positioned so that her ass stuck up in the air and she rested on her forearms and her forehead could rest on the floor if she let it and her nipples grazed the rug, which had a slightly scratchy texture, and it stimulated her breasts until they were hard little nubs.

            Rob was again checking the camera's position so that it caught the whole rug scene on it.  Meanwhile Tom was selecting a lube from the tables and called over his shoulder, "Amy, did you recently take a dump?"  Blushing furiously she said, "Not since last night."  As it had been a good 7 hours since then Tom said to Rob and John, "guess we better give her an enema then."  "Yes, but we'll leave her tied up until she needs to empty herself," said Rob, "shall we film it?"  "Yeah, dump out the portable toilet so that it's empty for the film."  Amy knew what they meant by this, as the portable toilet's base was clear plastic so what went in could be seen from the outside.  Tom readied the enema equipment while Rob emptied the toilet out the door leading outside with the code pad lock and Amy cursed silently that she couldn't see it from her position.  Tom brought over the enema equipment and the lube and Rob came back with the porta-potty and then went and hit record on the camera.

            Rob and Tom sat on the couch to watch and John knelt behind and beside her and started to insert a thin tube into her anus.  Amy tensed and strained away from it but couldn't do much, bound as she was, and her tensing made it a little painful.  Once John felt it was in deep enough he flipped a switch that started a pump, causing warm water to flow through the tube and into her rectum from a full bucket.  When about half a gallon of water was in her rectum she started to squirm uncontrollably at the unbearable full feeling and felt her abdomen bulge some because of the water.  John flipped the switch off and slowly, agonizingly pulled the tube out of her ass.  As soon as it was out Tom, Rob and John quickly unstrapped her and sat her on the porta-potty where, unable to hold back any longer, Amy let it all out.  Water mixed with excrement gushed out into the toilet for about a minute, then Amy peed and Tom handed her a wet cloth and Amy wiped herself.  Then they got her to kneel on her hands and knees again and they strapped her down the way she'd been before and during the enema.  They quickly moved the enema equipment and toilet out of the camera's view and came back with the jar of lube.

            Tom knelt behind her this time and reached between her legs and started finger her clit and pussy while John and Rob sat on the couch, their cocks in their hands, stroking.  While Tom fingered her clit with one hand he lubed up his cock with the other and put a little dollop on his finger and started to apply it to her butt hole.  Amy tensed but when that was all he did she went back to enjoying the fingering.  When Tom felt her relax again her plunged his finger inside her anus and started to finger fuck her ass and Amy gave a little cry at the unexpected pain but Tom's fingering of her clit quickly overtook the brief pain.  Then, just as Amy was about to cum Tom pulled his hand away from her pussy and his finger from her ass.  Amy moaned in frustration and became nervous about what would come next, causing her to tense up slightly.

            Tom positioned his lubed up cock on her butt hole and Amy tensed a little more, "Relax, Amy, or it will really hurt," he warned but before she could fully relax he grabbed her hips and pushed in hard, burying a good 3" at once.  Amy screamed and strained up and away from him but to no avail, she was bound to tightly for much movement.  "Get it out!  You're tearing me apart!  Pleeease!"  Amy cried out knowing he wouldn't listen.  Just as the pain started to subside Tom plunged in another 2" and she screamed again and gave a little buck, lodging him in the last 2" causing her to cry out again and a few tears squeezed out of her eyes, running down her face. 

After another minute when the pain had mostly subsided Tom started thrusting in and out and Amy started crying again because of the pain, making her feel like he was tearing her in half, his 2" thick cock being hard for a virgin ass to take.  Tom continued to finger her clit while he fucked her ass faster and faster causing her to rock back and forth on the rug, arousing her nipples.  Sensation burst over Amy in waves as the combined torture of her clit, nipples and ass made her explode into orgasm.  The clenching of her tight anus was too much for Tom and his hot cum gushed into her ass, filling her up.  Amy's sphincter was clenched so tightly around Tom's cock that he had to wait a minute before he could pull it out, once he did he went off the camera to clean up and Rob took his place.

Rob waited for Amy's orgasm to die out then lubed himself up and spread her ass cheeks and positioned his cock for entry.  Though Tom hadn't been gentle in his taking, Rob was even less so and plunged half his cock (4") in before pausing and Amy gave a loud cry at the pain, the only thing she could be grateful for was that Rob was no thicker than Tom even though he was an inch longer.  Rob slammed the rest of his cock in hard and Amy screamed and sobbed loudly.  Rob started fucking her ass immediately, not giving her any reprieve, hard and fast, his balls slapping against her ass cheeks, and reached around and stuck a finger up her pussy and finger fucked her making sure he stroked her G-spot every time.  Amy gasped through her sobbing and very soon she felt her sobs of pain turn into sobs of orgasm and she started to push her ass up to meet her thrusts.  As her anus squeezed Rob's cock he gave one final thrust and she could feel the heat of his cum filling her ass up.  When he pulled out and went to clean off his cock Tom and John came and unstrapped her ankles and pulled her legs straight but still spread so that it lowered her ass considerably and restrapped her legs.

John stood off to the side and lubed his 9" cock up and Rob came and got underneath her, his cock touching her pussy lips and Tom came and knelt in front of her, his cock jutting out towards her lips.  John spread her ass cheeks and positioned his cock over her anus and started to push in.  Amy cried out at the new pain for John was a half-inch thicker than Rob and Tom and while it seemed a minimal amount it made a difference in such a tight hole.  John gave 3 small thrusts (3" at a time) until he was buried to the hilt in her ass.  Suddenly she felt Rob plunge his cock into her soaking pussy in one hard thrust and she gave a little moan at this second invasion and then John started to fuck her ass and as he plunged back in Rob started to fuck her pussy.  John was slapping her ass cheeks and Rob held her hips so she couldn't avoid the blows.  Amy, lost in the intense pleasure-pain sensation, screamed "Ohhhhh!  I'm cummmming!  Ohhhh God!"  And when she opened her mouth to breath heavily Tom thrust his cock into her mouth and started to fuck her mouth, Amy immediately closed her lips around his cock and started sucking him off.  Amy couldn't take it anymore and she came again and again and again and suddenly John and Rob plunged home at the same time and shot their hot cum deep into her ass and pussy filling them and then Tom came in her mouth and she swallowed all she could.

They pulled out of her orifices and Rob went to stop the recording while John went to clean off and Tom came to release her -- or so Amy had thought.  But Tom merely restrapped her so she was back on her knees with her ass in the air again.  "Aren't we finished for now?"  Amy asked politely.  "We are," said Tom cryptically, "but you're not."  Amy was about to ask what he meant when she heard the outside door being opened and John yelled, "Wolf!  Brutus!  Here boys!"  followed by a piercing whistle.  Dogs?  Amy thought.  No, they can't mean to do that to me!  No sooner had she thought it when two black Great Danes bounded inside looking around eagerly.  Amy heard Rob stick in a fresh recording tape.  Oh God!  Not this!  Anything but this!  Amy's mind screamed but her voice was frozen.

 

To Be Continued...