Then she went to her room as though nothing happened and i went to my room to sleep.The thought of my sister made me awake and i thinking of herself as though fucking her i masturbated and i cummed in my bathroom. This was enough i thought. I couldn't control myself. So i went to her bedroom where she was still lying naked. If she allowed me to saw her naked will she allow me to fuck her? i thought . Then i kissed her suddenly while i hugged her. We hug many of our relations but this one was different. This was hot i thought (not because of summer though!) She didn't resist to push me away but she too was liking it. Then while i kissed her i moved my hand to the breast of hers and began caressing them. i stopped kissing and began to squeze her breast and she moaned. This made my 5 inch cock stronger and longer.

"You have big boobs sexy sis" i said excitedly.

I still caressed them and she suddenly grabbed hold of my cock and began rubbing them. Within minutes i cummed all over her breasts.

Then i moved down her legs and began to eat out her vagina and she moaned deeply.

She moaned "Aaahaaa aaahaaa"

"I want you to do this very badly" she said.

After about five or seven minutes she reached her orgasm and cummed all over me.

This was wonderful i thought. Not licking her but the feeling i had around my penis when i was eating out her vagina.

 The  i inserted my penis into her very slowly and took out slowly until she didn't have much pain

Then i began to fuck her very fast and she too was liking it. It was a wonderful feeling having my cock inside her and that idea overpowered me and i began to fuck very fast. I was about to reach my orgasm when took out the cock and then i inserted into her asshole. She began to moan in pain and began to fuck slowly until my cock fitted into her asshole and began to fuck fast.

Then i changed the position and then sat on my cock and began to jump up and down. She stopped it for a moment to catch breath and she kissed me while i caressed her breasts again. It made my cock stronger .I reached orgasm and blowed my load into her asshole. She liked it and when she got off me the cum was leaking from her asshole and dripped down her legs. She went to the bathroom to wash and i entered to have more orgasm and we began kissing each other and i rubbed her cock in the gap between her legs and she too liked it and i reached my orgasm only after 15 minutes of doing it. It was good we said.

Then my parents came at seven O' clock and my sister said "I will sleep in nick's room because my AC is no longer working"

My parents accepted that.

We will have more fun when we are going to sleep in the same room i thought and i think she will too have thought  it before asking to my parents.

I waited for the night to come.(because i can cum)

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.

 

 

 

 

We got to the park and went to the pavillion and since we were a little behind there were already a group of people there. I got looks and whispers as Steve and I held hands and walked to the pavillion. I walked over to Mom and kissed her cheek and she whispered, "Girl, you are dressed like your a slut." I whispered back, "But Mom, I am and so are you." and we laughed some. "Okay" she said and slapped my bottom. "Go meet some family." she saidand I got one of those stick on name tags that you write your name on and put "Teresa" on it and on my chest on the tube top just above the nipple so that one had to look right at my chest to read it. "You did that on purpose." Steve said. "Yep." I told him and he kissed me, "So I guess you wil be out in the woods soon then?" he said seeing some family men looking me up and down. "Maybe." I said. He kissed me again and we began mixing.

I looked over at two very tomboyish looking girls, maybe 20 or so and they sat away from eveyone. "Yeh, they are les." I thought to myself. I walked to them, "Hey, I am Teresa, you guys not social?" I said. "Karen," one said and she shook my hand and then said, "Dana" motioning to the other. I hugged her making sure to press against her. "So you don't mix with folks?" I asked again. "Well," said Karen, "It is that they don't want to mix with us." I looked at them and they were examining me up and down, "Well, I will be more than happy to mix with you," I said and then, "And who knows, maybe some really serious mixing if I am lucky." "Really?" Dana said smiling now some. "Oh yes, really." I said and moved so that the tube top came down just a little. "Careful girl, you will loose that top." Karen said smiling too. "Well, it is a problem you see," I said, "It slips down if I do this," and I wiggled my hips and shoulders enough for it to begin to come down then when my nipples came out I stopped and said, "See?" I said and they both looked at me and each other. "Could you put them back in for me?" I said and Dana reached out touching them and then pulling the top back up but not too far. "Thanks" I said and kissed her on the cheek. "JUst a kiss on the cheek?" she said. "Well, you did get to touch my boobs." I said. "Don't worry, I would love to do more than kiss." I said and then told them I had to talk to other people but would be back in a little while.

I walked back to Steve and took a beer and drank it down. I was already hot both sexually and the sun was out. "I wanna do them first." I told him and he smiled, "I thought so." he said. About that time a couple guys came over, "Teresa isn't it?" one said extending his hand. I shook it and said, "Clay?" and he said yes and we hugged and he held me just a little longer than normal. "Steve, this is Clay, we used to play doctor till I left for Alabama." and he shook Steve's hand. The other guy stood there looking at me and finally I said, "And this is Jason, right?" and smiling he hugged me too. "He play doctor too?" steve said and he laughed. "No, I didn't get to." he said. Steve surprised me and said, "Well, hey, never too late, maybe you can now." and he stood there smiling and I got red faced. I looked at Jason and a bulge was growing, "Well, I hope so." I said and Jason and Clay laughed nervously and said they would be back around. We ate luncg and had a few more beers and Dana and Karen were watching me and came over and we talked, "Well, gotta go to the rest room," Dana said and Karen got up to go with her. "Wait, the beers have gone through me, gotta go too." I said and walked off with them. We went in and I really did have to pee so I sat down and took a good long pee making lots of groaning noises. "Hell Teresa, you okay?" Dana said. "Oh yeh, just that pissing is almost as good as sex." and they laughed. I finished and cleaned off pussy and hen took off he tube top and skirt and thong and stepped out of the toilet stall and stood there in front of them. They looked at me, "Well???" I said and then kissed Dana deep and took Karens hand and puled her to me.

Suddenly I was slammed against the stall wall and both were on me, biting, kissing and pulling and then rough fingers went into my pussy. I began moaning, "Oh yes, yes, make me cum." I said and KAren pushed me to my knees and sometime her pants had come off and she pushed my face into her unshaved pussy. "Eat me Teresa, do it good." she said and I dove into her and licked her through two orgasms and she almost was on the floor with me. Dana was naked and gentler and she asked me, "Oh please, me too." and so I did just that. "Now me." I said leaning against the sinks. They both came and began kissing again and sucking my nipples and slowly worked down to pussy and Dana ate me wild through two orgasms at least then Karen did to. After an hour we left, all red faced and dressed and my tube top streached out so it had trouble staying up. I got another beer and found Steve and said, "Oh they were great." and he kissed me tasting their pussy juices on my face. He smiled and waved at them and they came over and talked to him a while. I left to find Clay and Jason.

They were have a couple beers and talking to three more guys, "Carl, Gene, David." they said as I was introduced. "Well, guys, wanna play Doctor?" I said  and hey all laughed. "We aren't little kids anymore." Jason said. "I hope not." I said and felt my top slipping down and did not fix it. "I will need to have a very detailed examination and you will have to use a probe to go deep into me to make sure everything is okay." I said and the other guys looked at the tops of my nipples now exposed. I saw them and reached up and pulled it down, "And I wanna make sure there is nothing wrong with my tits." I said and began walking into the woods towards a place Steve and I often went that had a nice covered place and table and privacy to some extent.

I got there nd they were all behind me, checking out my ass and legs. I got to the table and sat on it, "So Doctors, do I need to strip for my examination?" "Hell yes." they all said almost at once. I slipped off he tube top and skirt and the thong was there in my soaking wet pussy. "This too?" I teased. "Yeh." Jason said. I did and reached out and pulled him to me and unzipped his pants to free a nice hard cock. "I think you need to take my temp first." I said and sank to his cock and took it deep into my mouth and began sucking him slowly. "Oh yeh Teresa, you are very hot." he moaned. We did this with the others watching and soon he filled my throat with his load. I sucked it all down and then asked, "Anyone wanna give me an anal check?" and Clay stepped up and his very nice cock was standing up with pre cum leaking from it. I turned around and offered him my ass and he slowly slipped into me and began stroking in and out, "Oh Doctor, I think that taking my temp is just making me hotter." and moaned. He had my hips and was moving in and out. Soon he was pounding hard and my tits were bouncing all over the place but hands grabbed them and began massaging them. He filled my ass and I sprayed his cock as he rammed me.

I laid up on the table now, legs apart and said, "My pussy needs cooling off now." one of the guys stepped up and slipped into me and began just hard fucking and soon he filled me there. "That didn't take long." I said, "Can someone finish the examine for him?" and an older guy said, "Fuck yeh Teresa, I always wanted to fuck you since you were little, may as well late than never." and I saw that it was one of Mom's brother and he was older but hung nice and thick. In he went and made me moan loud and three orgasms sprayed him all over. In all several more men had been there fucking me and after a couple hours I was dripping cum from ass and pussy and some was on my chest. I went down to the lake and cleaned off some and dried with a shirt one gave me and dressed.

"Well guys, now that is real family." I said. "I will be here a long time tonight so if anyone else needs anything, tell them to come see me," I said and walked down a path. Steve was there watching and we kissed. "Like your family?" he asked. "Yeh," I said, "And you know, I never really got along with most of them before but I think that just changed." and we laughed and went back to the pavillion. Mom looked at me knowing what had been going on and I smiled at her.

MOre later.

Love

tess

"Listen, and listen carefully, the voice sounded sinister. We have your daughter Lisa. If you don't want any harm to come to her you will do as I say."

My blood ran cold. Are they lying, I wondered. I took my daughter to school this morning at the Jr High. How could someone have her.

Suddenly I hear Lisa on the phone.

"Do what they say Mom or their going to hurt me. Please."

The other voice comes back on the phone. "Do I have your attention now Mrs Thompson?"

"Yes, I quickly answered. Don't hurt my daughter. I'll do what ever you say just please don't hurt her."

"I want you to go back to your class and give your students a lecture on what ever subject they are studying this week. While you talk to them I want you to slowly begin stripping off your clothes. First your blouse, your skirt and your bra. Leave your panties, nylons and shoes on. Is that understood?"

"I can't do that," i blurted out without thinking.

"OHHH, don't, please don't," I heard lisa scream in the background.

"Okay, Okay, just don't hurt her, please. I'll do as you say."

"One more thing, Mrs Thompson. After you have stripped I want you to lean back against your desk, legs spread, and finger yourself to an orgasm in front of the class. Make sure this is all done before class is out. We will know whether your faking it so make sure you do exactly as I say. Do you understand?'

"Yes," I replied meekly.

The phone went dead. They had hung up. My heart was pounding as I returned to my class. God, how can I do this? But I have to or they will hurt my daughter. She's my whole world.

Getting back in front of the class I began lecturing on our current subject. As instructed I slowly began unbuttoning my blouse, pulling it out of my skirt and removing it. I'm standing in front of my class in my bra. The students, both boys and girls are in awe. You could have heard a pin drop.

I continued talking as I slowly un-zipped my skirt and let it puddle around my feet. I then unclasped my bra, undoing the front clasp letting my firm, full breast fall into view. My nipples, for some reason, were hard and long.

I looked at the clock. It was 5 minutes till the class bell would be ringing. I knew I had to hurry.

As I leaned back against my desk I could see all the boys in class with big lumps in their jeans. My god, even Heather, my daughter's babysitter was slyly hiding her hand under her skirt fingering herself.

I placed my fingers against my pussy lips and began to stroke slowly. I couldn't understand why my panties were soaking wet?

I heard the students begin to moan. I opened my eyes and there were at least 8 or 9 boys now openly masturbating, their big cocks clutched in their fist.

Heather made no pretense now. She was slumped down in her seat, skirt pulled up, legs spread, and at least 3 fingers buried in her cunt. I was now rubbing my pussy furiously. I felt an orgasm begin to swell up in me. My fingers were now under my panties as I rubbed my clit shamelessly. I heard the bell, I heard Heather screaming, and my body began convulsing as waves of pleasure swept over me. What I was doing was so wicked and depraved the thought of it intensified the flow of pussy juice that flowed out of me, dripping to the floor.

My orgasm subsided. The students were still staring as I grabbed my clothes and ran to the teachers lounge. The lounge was empty as I dressed quickly and ran to my car.

Driving to my daughters school I tried to collect my thoughts as to what had transpired in the last hour. I was filled with guilt because, under the circumstances, how could I have had such an intense orgasm while my daughter may be in harms way!!!

I pulled into the Jr High parking lot and ran in. Mrs Paul, the principal, was walking down the hall.

"Mrs Paul, I shouted. Someone called me and said they had kidnapped Lisa. Have you seen her? Is she in her class?"

"Someone's pulling a sick joke on you, Mrs Paul replied. I'm sure Lisa is in her classroom. Lets go check to make sure."

 

 

            Jason Lewis was a regular, 16 year old kid in Manitoba.  He had only a small group of friends.  His best friend was Alicia Brighton, a 15-year-old girl who Jason obviously had a crush on.  His other friend was a teen named David Jones, and his older sister, Erin Jones.  The four of them, weren’t really outcasts, they were just lesser known around their school.  Didn’t seem to bother them much, as they had something to share with each other that very few people may ever have.  They had a club.

 

            Not just any ordinary club that devises plots to clean their neighborhood or end bullying; no they weren’t that type of losers.  They had a specific club that gathered once every Thursday at Midnight in the back part of the woods, over a campfire, and share stories.  Not just spooky stories of ghosts and goblins, but of wild, gratuitous sex.  Jason started the group, and all of his friends agreed it was a great idea.  They each would write a story for the week, and one person got to read every Thursday night.  They all had their preferences.  Jason was an incest freak.  He loved the idea of family relations.  Alicia enjoyed lesbian sex stories, which made everyone think otherwise about her actual sexual preference.  David was big into Supernatural stories.  He liked demons, monsters, vampires, and creatures taking human victims for their own personal sexual desires.  And Erin enjoyed telling stories about rape or forced sex.  She was a dark gothic girl, who probably had been raped more times than even she could remember.  We’d been meeting together for the past three years now, every Thursday to do our stories.  Every week, someone has something new, and we get our dose of sexual entertainment.  Tonight, it’s my night.

 

 

Later that night…

 

 

            The leaves, sticks, and branches crinkled under our feet as we traveled through the dark woods of the night to lit campfire of our meeting.  Jason was already there, stoking the flames, as the other three made their arrival.

 

            “Yo” David greeted.

 

            “’Sup man?” Jason responded.

 

            “You readin’ tonight?” David inquired hungrily.

 

            “Yeah man, I’m up!” Jason stated.

 

            “Sweet.  I love your stories!” David cheered.

 

            “That’s because you wanna fuck your sister!” Alicia observantly stated as she pulled through behind the bushes with Erin behind her.

 

            “Who wouldn’t?” Erin joked.  She was always more optimistic about her sex life than she should be.  But it’s hard to deny a girl with a bustline as impressive as hers is.  She has long red hair that she straightened out, and has a 34 D bust, with a sharp curve to her ass.  Everyone sat around on the campgrounds logs that we’d found throughout the woods, and sat quietly in anticipation of the story I had planned.

 

            “So…another incest tale from you tonight Jace?” Alicia asked.

 

            “Yes.  But this time it’s a little different.  If you were having sex with someone in your family, and knowing how depraved it’s looked upon by society, at what lengths would you go through to make sure the secret of your incest never got out?”  Everyone stood quiet, looking around at each other with anxious, scrolled over eyes, waiting for my next words.  “Submitted for the approval of the Erotic Stories Committee…I call this story…”

 

 

 

The Tale of the Secret Sex

 

 

        The wetness of Darlene’s pussy was undeniable, and the animal lust of her brother was at it’s highest.  He plowed in and out of his sister with incredible vigor, and grunted with each thrust, both of them trying to keep their voices low, as to not be caught by their parents.  Oh, how their parents would beat them to bloody oblivion if they knew that their 18-year-old son was having sex with his 15-year-old sister.  His young, 9 inch cock penetrated his sister eager vagina with thrust after thrust after thrust, each one causing a light moan to escape from Darlene’s mouth.  She tore into her brother’s back with her sharp, freshly pressed nails causing a hard thrust of Steven’s cock inside her.  Steven’s head was pressed firmly against his sister’s ever-mounting 24 B breasts, and he caressed every crevice with his tongue, and lips.  “Give it to me big brother, give it all to me” Darlene whispered into her brother’s ear.  For the first few months of their incestual relationship, Steven had always worn a condom, but now, his sister had loved, and trusted him enough to let him cum in her.  And that’s exactly what she wanted.  With no more added inspiration needed, Steven plunged his dick deep inside of his sister once more, letting it rest upon her wetness, and shot a massive amount of spunk deep inside her pussy.  6 or 7 spurts later, the massive wang plopped out of her sopping cunt, and fell flaccid against the bed.  Steven crawled off his sister, and lay next to her in the bed.  “You are the best fuck ever sis.” He cheered with an overwhelming amount of sweat dripping from his forehead, and his voice running short of breath.

 

          “You’re not so bad either, my big dick brother.” Darlene stated.  She nicknamed Steven that after their first fuck.  Steven had been her first, and only so far.  When Darlene was 13, her brother crept into her room at two in the morning, completely naked.  His 8-inch prick harder than Chinese Arithmetic, and stuffed it down his young sister’s throat.  Then, he tugged on a condom, and proceeded to willingly take her virginity.  Ever since then, they’ve had sex on the regular.  Only this time, they were at extreme risk of getting caught since their parents were only in the next room.  Steven knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep in his sister’s bed again tonight, so he decided to return to his own room.  “”No way big dick brother.  You just came in me, probably impregnated me.  Tonight you spend the night with your me, and your child.” Darlene demanded. 

 

          “Yes ma’am” Steven responded, and the two spooned each other for the remainder of the night.

 

          When morning arose the next day, the two teens eyes didn’t open until 8 O’clock.  Their mother was already gone for work, and Dad would be leaving in the next half hour.  That was at least enough time for a quickie.  Steven cupped one of his sister’s breasts, and twirled it around his fingers.  She woke up aroused, and already wet.  Steven’s cock rose to attention as he kissed his sister’s cheek, and began to finger fuck her hot wet pussy.  “You shot a lot of cum in me last night!”  Darlene stated.

 

          “And now I got more…and guess where it’s going?” Steven rhetorically asked.  Darlene only smiled, and returned her brother’s muted request by spreading her legs wide, preparing for his incestual entrance.  Steven’s broad, beefy cock stood it’s full erect nine inches, and the adolescent teen perched himself on top of his younger sister, and pushed his huge member inside her wet hole.  “Oh yeah, it’s so hot” Steven commented.  The heat from their earlier fuck had revisited, and Steve’s dick was raping his sister’s young fuckhole. 

 

          “Oh yeah, my big dick brother.  Fuck your sister tiny twat.  Fuck it, fuck it.”  Darlene egged him on, as if there was a need.  Darlene’s figure was far surpassing of a mere fifteen year old which is why it was difficult for even her brother to pass her up.  Her smooth, caramel skin complexion and buttery thighs made her delectable, and scrumptious to say the least.  She had shoulder length black hair which she had highlighted red in certain strands.  Hearing his little sister tell him to fuck her only made Steven more excited.  For a while he had fantasized about what it would be like to stuff her full of cock, and now he knows.  Steven was a major catch.  He stood at 6 ft.  215lbs, and was an all-star basketball player at his school.  He got pussy tossed at him left and right, but he could not resist shoving his meat inside his tight sister.  Now, unaware of their surroundings unlike last night, neither of them suppressed their moans.  I guess that’s why they didn’t hear their father calling their names when he was about to leave for work.  I suppose that’s why they didn’t hear him come up the stairs and check in David’s room, and saw he wasn’t there.  And I guess that’s also why, they never heard the door open to Darlene’s room, and see their father standing at the doorway.  Steven had his eyes closed, and was filling his sister once again with a huge amount of his semen.

 

          “Yes! Yes!”  Darlene screamed as her brother emptied his nuts inside of her.  When Steven opened his eyes, his father stood there boiling with rage.  He didn’t hesitate, he punched Steven in the face, and dragged his naked body out of Darlene’s room, screaming and yelling the entire way.  Beating his son, bare ass naked with his belt.  He drug Steven into the bathroom, and threw his beaten body into the bathtub, and began to run cold water on him, but before Steven could get up, his dad was blasting him again with the belt.  Steven was badly hurt, his chest, face, and legs leaked with blood.  Finally, his father turned off the water, and stopped hitting his son.  He picked him up out of the bathroom, and dragged him to his room.

 

          “Darlene, get your ass in here!” her father screamed.  Darlene had gotten fully dressed, and she covered herself in fear as to what her father was going to do to her.  She dried her eyes from crying over her brother’s beating, and made her presence felt in front of her father.  “I don’t believe you two.  Having sex!  Do you have any idea what you could’ve done?  Did you even consider diseases, pregnancy, anything?!”  Her father shouted.  Darlene decided against telling her dad about how she’d already had 2 of her brother’s children, but had miscarried them both, and how she was sure she was going to keep this one.  Darlene’s eyes teared up, and she shrugged her shoulders hoping her father would get the idea that she was too scared to talk.  “You’ve got nothing to say huh?  Nothing at all?” her father spoke in his stern, over bearing voice.  And then, without hesitation, he began to unzip his pants, and pull them off of him.  Freeing his 8 ½ inch dick.  “Your mother would be heartbroken if she knew about you two fucking under her nose.  So I’ma put an end to this right now.”  Her father declared.  Steven was laid face down on his bed, still stark naked, and horribly bruised.  Their father took off his clothes, and got behind his son.  His cock stood rigid and hard.  “See how your brother likes to be the one getting fucked.”  He stated.

 

          “Daddy no!”  Darlene screamed, but to no avail.  Her dad had already infiltrated her brother’s backside, and was forcing his large member inside his son’s ass.  The tightness felt incredible to their dad’s cock, but it was merciless torture to Steven.  On top of his bruises, and welts he had to deal with this nearly nine-inch prick invading his rectum.  It burned like hell. 

 

          “Huh, you wanna fuck my daughter huh?” their father shouted as he thrust inside his son’s ass ruthlessly.  Steven’s screams were muffled due to the fact that his dad held his head into the pillow as he fucked him.  Darlene’s screams were later mellowed down to just useless pouts.  Their dad took one last final thrust deep inside his son’s anal cavity, and shot a furious load of daddy juice inside his son’s asshole.  He pulled out his massive cock, and watched his son’s ass close back together again.  As he headed out the room, gathering his clothes, and ignoring the fearful pouts of his daughter, and the assaulted curdles of his son.  He looked over just as he was walking out, and faced his daughter who now curled into a ball on the floor, and said, “It’ll be our little secret.”

 

The End

 

 

            “Wow!  That was something else” Alicia stated. 

 

            David grunted several times, until finally letting a huge load of semen shoot from his cock.  “Aaaahhhh, that was amazing!” he cheered.  Although I’m not sure if it was for my story, or for his cumshot.  He put his cock away, and smiled.  “That was a really awesome story dude.” He said.

 

            “Definitely got me wet.”  Erin said, “But don’t get any ideas Dave.  You’re not gonna fuck me ever!” Erin admitted to her twisted little brother. 

 

            “Well, thanks guys, and hope to see you next week.  Until next time…I declare this meeting of the Erotic Story Committee closed.”  I poured water on the fire, and we all gathered our things, and let the campfire until next week, when we all meet again for another naughty tale.

 

Around 6:30 PM, she knocked on my door. I had decorated the house to where it was clean and smelled of cucumber melon. I opened the door to my one room flat, and saw her standing there in the doorway. She had done nothing to appease herself to me. She hadn't dolled up her face, redone her hair, painted her nails, or wore anything alluring. She stood there in a yellow, low-cut halter top, and a pair of light blue jeans. The simple fact that she was a light-skinned caramel color only made the brightness of her outfit exude a sensual lust in me. See, she could've worn anything to get me excited, so she chose to wear something that would draw me to her, but not take me over the edge.

I tried my hardest to keep it in my head that this was indeed my cousin. My own flesh and blood, and that lust could not be the right path for us. We had tried several times before, but were caught in the act. It's part of the reason why many of my family members don't trust me around any of the attractive females in my family. My grandmother refused to let any of my female cousins come into my room without the door open, even though I managed to shoot a load of cum down my 13-year-old cousins' throat once. So yeah, I could understand their restraint. But never had I had what I'd always imagined: the chance to finally have sex with my most attractive cousin.

We tried to pass the time by telling jokes, regaling of old times, watching tv, playing games and whatever else we could do to refuse to engage ourselves in our lustful desires. I don't know why I was fighting it so hard. Deep inside I knew it was wrong, and if I could resist it, I would...if I could. But then the turning point came when the clock struck 9. We're both big fans of professional wrestling, and when the show came on, we were glued to the tv. The first match was a crowd opener that was exciting and uplifting. Ardeena, and I were really into it. The match had a spectacular finish that brought both of us to our feet. "Man, that move was cool." Ardeena cheered about the finisher that finished the match.

"Yeah, I could show you how to do it." I interjected. I should've known this would lead to something more, yet I couldn't resist the temptation any longer. I lifted Ardeena onto my shoulders, with her head on my left shoulder, and with a lift, I shifted her body onto my entire left side. I put her down softly, but landed on top of her. I could've moved. I mean, it would've been easy, but I was too focused on her eyes. Her round, wide brown eyes had me transfixed, and before I could bring myself to move, my lips connected with hers. She didn't try to fight me off, instead she pulled me closer. Kissing me with lips and tongue like we did when we were younger.

With the slightest ease, I slipped my hand underneath her halter, and placed my hand over her right breast. I could picture the breast as I flet it. It didn't have a nipple tip, it would be a round circle at the center of her breasts. A nice darker toned nipple that I could suck on and leave my saliva across. We were still kissing, as I slipped my other hand under her shirt and fondled her left breast. I could feel her breathing increase sharply. Our lips parted for a second as I went to lift her halter top to reveal exactly what I had pictured: two caramel colored 32C size breasts with round flat nipples. I smiled brightly at the sight, and went to meet my new friends with my tongue until Ardeena pushed me away.

"What's the problem?" I asked curiously.

"I don't think we should be doing this. You're my cousin." she protested. Part of me didn't want to dignify her with a response. Part of me wanted to just keep going, and make sure she'd like it, and so...that was the part I went with. I focused my attention back to her breasts, and continued to drown them in my saliva. Her perky colored tits were a dream come true. How long I longed to shove my dick inside of her. Now I was finally going to get my chance. Ardeena slowly unbottuned her jeans, teasing me with her speed. I removed my shirt, and my black jean shorts to reveal a stiffened 9-inch cock. Ardeena's eyes bulged at my size obviously catching her off guard. Ardeena was no virgin, but her other suitors didn't have my length and width, so she was a little nervous to say the least. When her jeans reached the floor, I laid eyes on the prettiest pussy I'd ever seen. It was cleanly shaven with two soft, dripping wet, juicy lips anticipating the arrival of my dick. I didn't keep it waiting much longer.

"Do you want it?" I asked Ardeena, before we continued what was bound to be inevitable.

"Hell yes!" she answered me, and with that, I plunged my engorged dick into the soft wet hole of my cousin. I pumped my dick in and out of her fuck hole time and time again. With each stroke letting out an exasperated grunt. Ardeena buckled underneath me with her arms hooked under mine, and her legs clamped across my back. She bit my shoulder to tell me how much she loved my incestual dick pleasing her. I continued my lustful assault in her pussy as I stroked and grinded softly inside her, making each stroke count. "Ohmigawd, I didn't think your dick would be this good" she screamed.

I replied only with satisfied grunts, the more I penetrated her pussy, the better it felt. It was finally happening, I was fucking my cousin. Her soft wet pussy tightened in the middle of my stroke making some of my pumps harder, and harder, and harder. "Oh yes, fuck me! fuck me! I'm your little whore." Her dirty talk was turning me on even more. As my pace quickened inside her, we both traded back dirty words, "How's it feel to fuck me huh? Do you like fucking your cousin?" she taunted.

"Hell yeah, I gonna fuck the juice outta your pussy" I threatened. Ardeena removed her legs from my waist to put them over my shoulders. I grabbed hold of both her knees as I drove my dick in and out of her pussy with speed and force. I spread her legs wider, and move on top of her. I kissed her lips again, and started sucking on her tits. Watching those big caramel knockers bounce up and down while I fucked her tight wet pussy made me even more intense. "Oh shit, I'm gonna cum." I warned.

"No, no, don't cum inside me!" Ardeena argued, but I wasn't trying to listen. I offered a few more heavy pumps as I jerked my dick inside her pussy forcefully for the next few strokes until I couldn't hold out any longer.

"Ahh, I'm cumming." I screamed as I let a jet load of my semen fill my cousin's pussy, my back locked as I jerked out spasm after spasm of cum and deposited it inside my cousin's fuckhole. It wouldn't stop flowing until some of it started to trickle out the sides of her pussy lips, and even then, I continued to shoot more cum inside her while still fucking her. Her breath grew dry as I still unloaded every drop of long awaited cum inside her pussy until I was completely out. When I released my dick from her pussy, I fell to the side of her on the floor, and she went down to my dick to suck any remnants of her pussy juice off my semi-hard cock. "You're the best fuck i've ever had in my life." I cheered.

"Same here, but what if I get pregnant?" Ardeena asked when she removed her firm, smooth lips from my dick.

"Let's hope it's a girl." I replied.

"Why?"

"Cuz then I can fuck her too..."

"So tell me, any new girls in your life?"

"Not really." I answered.

"Ahh, listen son. I'm your father. I know that may seem parental of me, but there's nothing you can't share with me. This is our night man. Nothing has to leave this room if you don't want it to." he said.

"Dad, I just...don't want to dissappoint you."

"Get over it son. Spit it out." he said. It was hard to deny my father the information he asked for. He was bound to find out anyway.

"Dad...I think...I think I'm...I think I'm gay." I blurted out. Dad didn't say a word to me at first, he just stared. Didn't move a muscle, just stared.

Then finally, he leaned back on our couch, nodded his head to me, and said, "What makes you think that? Have you ever been with another boy?"

"Well, no...not really."

"Have you ever kissed, fondled, or sucked another boy?" he asked. I didn't want to clearly say yes, so I just turned my head to the side, and hoped he got the clue. He did.

He nodded again, "Well son, did you enjoy it?" he asked. I turned my head away again. "Come here Brian." I did as I was told, and joined my father on the couch. He put his arm across my shoulder in a fatherly way, and looked at me. "There's nothing wrong with being gay son. If it's who you are, and what you enjoy, then forget what everybody else has to say. You're brave to even go forward with telling me. I'm proud of you." he said.

At that point, my heart had taken a huge dive of relief. I couldn't believe how understanding my father was. I leaned over and gave him a hug. As I turned my chest into his, I felt something hard poke me. I looked down, and witnessed a rather large tent growing from my father's pants. I got even more worried now. I wonder if my father noticed that I had to tear away pants right now, and that I wasn't wearing any underwear? Hopefully not. I released myself from our hug, and went to stand up to go over to my seat. I could sense his eyes on my ass as I turned around, and it didn't take long for me to find out if my suspicions were true. My father yanked me by my pants back down onto the couch, and my pants buttons began to seperate. I saw the gleam of excitement in his eyes as he realized he could tear my pants off with out trouble. I tried to fight him, but the more I struggle, the easier it was for him to get me where he wanted me. Finally, my dad pinned me on my stomach, and tore away my pants. He laid eyes on my ass. "Dad, no!" I screamed.

"Look at this sweet ass, you've got son. No wonder you want to be gay." he said to me as he ran his fingers along the curves of my ass. Then, the worst sound came as I heard him unzip his pants, and they fell to the ground. My dad know laid over me with a raging hard cock slapping my ass cheeks. "Son, you wanna be gay, I'm gonna break you in right now." I felt his warm spit lube around my asshole as he swirled it around for lube. He lifted me up by my waist, and slowly entered my ass. I screamed in pain, but dad toook slow strides as he tried to enter me.

"No Dad! It's too big." I shouted.

"Shut up, you little faggot. I'm coming to fuck your ass good." Ten minutes of some slow grinding, my dad finally worked every inch of his cock inside my ass. He let out a loud sigh of joy with each inch, as I cried out in agony. Then, he started to slowly fuck me. In and out of my ass was my father's cock as he penetrated me for good measure. My father had a hard body, and a long 10 inch cock that swelled with each stroke. It wasn't long before the feel of his dick was betting the better of me, and I started stroking his chest.

"Oooh, yeah dad, that feels so good." I moaned.

"Awww yeah." my father grunted. He was loving the feel of his son's virgin ass squeezing his cock. He smacked my ass several times calling me his little bitch. I loved it. "Damn boy, you got a sweet ass." he'd grunt. Then he began stroking my soft cock as he continued to fuck me. God, it was amazing. He started pulling me by my hair to get more of his cock in my ass.

"Fuck my ass daddy. Yeah, fuck it!" I shouted to him. He didn't need much encouragement as he was standing up now plowing into my abused ass for his life. I shot a massive load onto the couch, and collapsed downward. My father had finally reached his final strokes, and plummetted all of his semen into my anal cavity. He screamed joyously, and then collapsed on top of me. That's how it began for me, but the story of my family continues to unravel.

Many more stories to come...of the Williams Family.

 

Joseph had his hands clasped around David's waist and was plunging his rock hard 8 inch prick in his ass like it was nothing. Both of them panting and sweating until finally, Joseph grabbed David's waist and held his dick in his ass. He didn't move for several seconds, but I knew what he was doing. "Fuck" he screamed as he pulled out and let his last thick string of cum bolt from his dick into his brother's ass. "Oh bro, that was the best fuck ever!" David announced. I was still in shock. I could barely move as the two brothers put their clothes on, and retreated out the bathroom as if nothing had happened. I finally came down off of the toilet, still with my mouth wide open, and my body in total shock. I decided I shouldn't tell anybody what I'd seen. I was new here, and I didn't need any enemies just yet.

 

I made it home that same day with the brotherly love scene still on my mind. It was a hard thing to shake, and before I knew it, I was on my bed beating my dick like my life depended on it. Despite the scenario, the taboo behind it was enough to explode one of the biggest orgams in my life. Strangely enough, being a black kid originally from New York. That thought never crossed my mind. Although I didn't have a brother, I had a sister. I wonder how she'd feel about that? My sister was a great looker. She was dark-olive skinned, had brown hair, a slim-athletic figure which rounded out her B-cup breasts, and her decently plumped ass. She was attractive, but she was also my sister. I hate it when that shit happens. Sometimes the best looking girls end up in your family. Then you can't fuck em. My sister had track practice after school, she didn't get home until six. And mom and dad would be at work until 8. I decided to clean myself up and try to get the sordid scene out of my mind, which was easier said then done.

 

The clock struck 6, and like clockwork, my sister came through the door. I was sitting in my room reading, watching tv, and listening to music all at the same time. Sis ran straight for the showers. She was always heavily musty after practice. About a half-hour later she came out, and came into my room with her night clothes on. Nothing fancy, just a long t-shirt with no bra and her long poohbear night pants. My sister was only 15, a freshman, I was a near graduate after the transfer. "Jake, you cook?" she asked.

"Nope. Take-out?" I suggested.

"Sure. Chinese, pizza, or chicken?" Sierra asked.

"Please. We are black." Iresponded stereotypically, and she caught right on to it.

"Chicken it is." she laughed, and retreated to her bedroom. I called the nearest chicken place, and they said they'd be there in a half hour. I went in to my sister's room to tell her when they'd get here, but she had already tucked herself into bed, and had quickly nodded off. I was just gonna close her door, and save her some chicked when I noticed out the corner of my eye that those pants and t-shirt that she wore was thrown on the floor, unless she changed then I'm guessing she was stark naked under those bedsheets. That didn't help my mindframe. Between the two gay brothers and my gorgeous younger sister naked in bed. My dick was loving the taboo circulating around this town whose name I still can't remember.

I only had on my jean shorts, I started to slowly unzip those, and dropped them to my ankles. Now I was standing in my sister's room in my boxers stroking my soft 6 inch prick. I pulled my boxers off, and was completely naked now. My sister was tucked under the covers, but not so heavily. I reached around, and found an opening, iremoved the sheet and Sierra lay naked on her side. Her dark-olive skinned beaming beautifully. I lightly turned her over until she was completely on her back, and started to massage her clit.. She uttered a liitle, but didn't wake up, then I brought my head down and began to swirl my tongue around her pussy getting it as wet as possible. She began to stir more, and unconsciously placed her hand on the back of head forcing me to continue. I did oblige, licking my sweet sister Sierra's young primped pussy with very little hair. She started to squirm, and bite her lip. My dick was now at it's full 9 inches as I rose up and stuffed my dick inside my sister's clit. Her eyes shot straight open as I began pounding her little tight pussy. "Ahh, Jacob, what are you doing?" she yelled.

"Fucking my sister. What does it look like?" I responded. She needed no further explanation than that, as she bucked her hips to meet all of my thrusts. Her wet slit was teasing my cock, tightening and soaking it just enough to make me want more.

"Oh God, I can't believe you're fucking me! Your own sister. You sick bastard!" she screamed.

"Shut the fuck up, and take this dick." I grunted, "This pussy is mine." I lifted both her legs over my shoulders and continued to pound away at her hot fucking pussy. I sucked on her tits as she moaned loud and struggled to tell me how much she wasn't enjoying it. Even though it was written on her face as a clear lie.

"Oh no big brother, this is incest. This is so wrong" she yelled, "But it feels so fucking good." she'd mumble. Pretty soon, it didn't take loing before "this is so wrong" was replaced by "Yes, fuck that pussy. Fuck your sister's hot pussy."

I spread her legs spread eagle, and grabbed hold of her thighs pushing her into my dick. I put one hand on her throat, choking her as I continued to plunder her pussy. It was so fucking good. I finally pulled out, and told her to get on top of me. She did, and started riding me like a fucking pro. I smacked her ass, and bounced her pussy onto my huge dick watching her tits bounce and tease me. I continued to smack her juicy little ass as we fucked. Her pussy was so fucking sweet and wet. She continued to bounce on my dick saying, "Yeah, fuck me. Fuck your little sister. You fucking horny prick."

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna make you my little cum slut. You wanna be your big brother's cum slut?" I asked, rhetorically of course.

Yes, big brother, give me all your cum." she screamed as I pistoned her pussy a few more times, and shot the hugest load of my life inside my young sister's eager pussy.

"Oh fuck yeah." I said as I finally relaxed, and heard a knock at the door.

"Delivery" the guy shouted. Sierra and I got dressed, and paid the man for the food. We ate, talked, laughed, and agreed that this was something we had to do on a regular basis.

 

 

Now, things are a bit more civil in our house.  We all have a great relationship.  We literally sit down at dinner and make jokes about our time with our father.  Our mom’s a great sport, and sis doesn’t let his rape bother her as most people would.  My sister Jessica enjoyed spending time with me too, which was interesting because I always thought siblings aren’t supposed to get along, but we did, and well too.

 

 

I remember one of our times together fondly.  It was late night, and our mother had been called back into work for some late night touching up, and she had to leave my sister and me alone.  It was around 6PM that night, and I remember my sister saying that she was hot, and that she was going to go to bed.  I stayed up, and watched a few more hours of television.  After Daria, and Degrassi had gone off, I was officially bored.  I started to skim through channels to see if I would find anything remotely entertaining.  I skimmed past a channel that had a boy and a girl doing something without any clothes on, and I paused myself for a second, then returned to the channel.

 

My suspicions were correct.  There was a boy and a girl on a bed completely unclothed and with the boy inserting his penis inside of the girl.  I was beginning to get that funny feeling in between my legs, and decided to explore it.  As I continued watching, I found myself playing with my own cock as the boy drilled the young lady viciously, and finally he exploded a deep amount of semen into her vagina.  I gasped at the site of it.  “I didn’t know you could do that!” I exclaimed.

 

Finally, as the young man removed his penis from the girl, she looked upon him in a different way, and said, “I didn’t know my brother was such a good fuck!” my ears nearly exploded from what I heard.  I had been watching an incest fuck movie all this time!  I removed my hand from my crotch area, and turned off the TV.  I was now dead tired, and fed up with anything the television would provide, so I decided to crash on the couch.

 

No longer than a half and hour later did I realize that I was still awake, and still entranced with the idea of the brother sister incest that I had recently witnessed.  The thought started to creep in my head, and I wondered if my father had done the same thing the first time he thought it would be good to molest my sister.  At least I knew she wasn’t a virgin.  And at 17, I was sure that she had more than her incestuous sexual experience to her name.  But even still, this was my sister!  Why was I having this unnatural urge to sleep with her?

 

I was beginning to feel guilty for such dirty thoughts.  I decided to retreat to my room.  If I got away from the television, then maybe I wouldn’t think about it so much.  As I walked down the corridor to my room, I noticed my sister’s door open.  I thought I should just close her door, and keep going, but I neglected that thought, and took a peek inside.  There was my sister, completely nude lying on top of the covers.  I guess she really was hot. 

 

And, now I can see why my father couldn’t suppress the urge to sleep with her.  At 17, her body had blossomed magnificently.  She carried a pair of 42 C size breasts, a slender waist that rounded out to some luscious hips.  And her pussy was so smooth, and from where I was standing, I could literally see it dripping from sweat and wetness.  I couldn’t contain myself any longer, and slowly entered her room, and shut the door.  She didn’t move. 

 

I stood before her bed in only a t-shirt and a pair of boxers, which I removed quickly.  Now, I was standing before my naked sleeping sister with 7 ½ inches of the hardest cock I’ve ever possessed.  I moved closer to her, and slowly climbed on top of her.  I softly kissed her lips which were soft and smooth, and tasted as if she had expected my incestuous entry.  I paused for fear, and then neglected to stop at this point, so I hesitantly positioned my erect cock at her sweet and wet entrance, and gently pressed it in.  Her softness sunk me in, and I was instantly in heaven from her wetness, and tightness.  Her pussy was amazing.  Probably the most intense feeling I’ve ever had.  I started to plunge deeper inside of her with each thrust and loved it. 

 

She began to stir a little and moan, but I continued to plunder my sister with my aching cock.  Inside of her was so marvelous.  It was as if her pussy was the best curve to my dick than anything ever would be.  She felt so deliciously inviting.  At this point, I was groaning at the immense amount of pleasure that I was receiving until finally, my sister had awaken, and noticed her brother’s incestuous cock inside of her pussy.  “Tim, No!  What’re you doing?!” she screamed.

 

“I’m sorry sis, but it’s just so good.” I responded.

 

“No, stop!” she begged, but as she begged, she would buck her hips to meet my thrusts.  I knew she hated the fact that the person who was providing her pleasure was her own brother; her own flesh and blood, but still she couldn’t deny how incredible it felt to have a hard cock inside of her wet snatch.

 

“Don’t play coy sis.  Just fuck me.  You’re loving it!” I teased, as I let my lips and tongue rest on her erect nipples, and sucked them to the rhythm of our bodies.

 

“No, Tim!  This is incest!  You have to stop!” she shouted.  I only fucked her harder.  I was possessed now.  The feel of her incredibly tight and wet pussy had me entranced.  There was no way I could ever stop fucking her at this point.  She went to scream again, and I quickly brought my lips to hers to silence her, and to savor her softness again.

 

Now, she had given in to my perversion, and bucked her hips to meet my thrusts.  She had clasped her legs around my waist, and her pleadings of stop were merely replaced with disgusted, but lustful stares.

 

“How’s it feel sis?” I asked, “Am I better than Dad?”

 

To which my sister would respond, “Just fuck it Tim!  Fuck me!”

 

I certainly obliged and pounded her pussy hard and she could only moan out her approval or disapproval whichever it was, it didn’t matter to me anymore.   I was on the verge of releasing an intense amount of baby juice inside of my sister’s cunt. 

 

“Oh, shit!  I’m gonna cum in you sis!” I let her know.  She grunted in frustration, and turned her head away from me, as if it was something she was all too familiar with.   A few more thrusts, and I unloaded a strong, vicious load of semen inside my sister’s hungry pussy. I screamed in delight, as did Jessica as she herself had her own orgasm that was flooding the bed now.  When I finally finished my fuck, I let my dick slide out of my sister’s twat, and I heard a soft pop as it exited.  I thought of the incest fuck movie I had watched earlier where the sister told her brother how much of a good fuck he was, and to be honest, that’s what I was expecting from my sister too.

 

Instead, she told me, “Tim!  You’re no better than our father.  You’re both disgusting people.”

 

I stood up from my sister’s bedside, gathered my clothes, and went to leave.  “I’m sorry sis, I just—“

 

“Couldn’t help yourself, I know, I know.” She interrupted.  Again, it was something she was all too familiar with, and I contributed to it.  I did feel bad for my sister because I wasn’t sure if she enjoyed having sex with family, or if she was ashamed of herself for enjoying sex with her family members.  Either way, it was the best sex of my life.  And I long for the day when we can do it again.