Amy Davis arrived home at six-o’clock in the afternoon, Monday through Friday, exhausted from a long, hard day at her office. She was a single parent (her husband having left her two years previous for a transvestite), and lived with her son–Rob, her daughter–Sandra, her s****r–Sherry, and her b*****r–Brian, on a large estate outside of the city.
Amy was thirty-five–having had her daughter at sixteen, and her son at s*******n–and was still a gorgeous lady. Her hair was a raven’s blue-black color, and it flowed almost down to her perfectly formed ass. Her jiggly tits were not gigantic, but a nice C-cup, and were still as firm as they were twenty years ago. What was also firm were her silken legs, especially when they were covered with her usual office attire of pantyhose or stockings, and one of the numerous pairs of strappy, sexy high-heels she owned.
Amy’s thin, and curvy body entered the living room through the front door at her usual time. She hung her coat up on the rack, staggered over to the leather couch, and dropped her frame into the cushiony softness. She laid her aching feet–with black heels still on–on top of the marble coffee table, legs slightly open. But she really didn’t care; she was home alone, and soon passed out.
But in thinking this, she was wrong.
Rob was on a break from college, and had a full week before his classes started again. He was up in his room, getting ready to go down into the kitchen, and get a beer (his mother didn’t care, as long as he was responsible). He was an attractive man of a good height and build. Women didn’t cum in their panties when they saw him, but he got his share of ‘tang. What they adored about him was his almost eleven inch cock. Of course, when it came down to him wanting anal from a girl, they would be so horrified by how much it would hurt them, they’d take off.
He came down the spiral steps, wearing his work-out shorts and tank-top, and made his way into the kitchen. He cracked open the beer, took a swallow, and decided to see if his mom was home so he could tell her he had the week off. After searching the upstairs, and not finding her in her room or anywhere else, he figured she wasn’t home yet (“Traffic might be bad,” he thought).
He came into the spacious living room with the thought of watching some TV when he saw her. She looked so damn sexy to Rob, who always thought her very attractive. She was wearing a dark-blue business blazer, a matching skirt with a slit up the side (the side facing Rob; he could see the lacy top of her black thigh-high stocking), and her almost stiletto-type heels.
With dirty thoughts in his head, he walked over to the recliner directly across from her. He sat down, and almost choked on the mouthful of beer when he saw the most beautiful, and glorious sight. His mother’s legs were slightly parted, and he could see right in between her legs. Her black silk panties, barely covering her large pussy, was clearly visible to his gaping eyes. One side of her underwear was pulled over a little, and he could make out a tasty looking bit of fleshy labia.
His cock was fighting for release as it grew to its full, pulsing length. He wished right then and there that he could have sucked that lip into his mouth. But–after a minute of deliberation–he decided he could do something else, something that wouldn’t be Too wrong. He knew that when his mother slept, nothing could wake her, so he decided to just jerk off while staring at his mommy’s sweet cunt. He had no worries about being caught: his s****r wasn’t getting her week off for two more days, and both his aunt and uncle were working still. He pulled his shorts over his fat, elongated cock, letting it smack with a meaty thump against his stomach. He knelt on the floor on his side of the coffee table, and gripped his stiff prick in both hands. He saw how swollen his mother’s pussy was, and he wondered when the last time she had a good fucking thrown in her. Pre-cum lubricated his strokes, as he saw the fat lip twitch in her sl**p. Her legs opened even wider, and he saw her right thigh-high was right up against the black panties. He knew he was about to explode, so he ripped his shorts over his knees, and ejaculated his steamy cum into the fabric. It was so hard for him to stifle his moans of extreme bliss, and a couple actually escaped his mouth. Amy didn’t stir a bit. He leaned in, took a long lick of the spike protruding from her heel, stood up, and walked back to his room.
While he was pondering over what he just did, he felt a pang of guilt. Not much, but it was there. “At least I didn’t fuck her; that would have been wrong,” he said to himself, as he laid down for a brief nap. “Although…”
Brian came home from work at eight that night. He saw his s****r sound asl**p on the couch. He grinned to himself as he placed his trench coat on the rack next to Amy’s.
Brian was a tall, handsome man, and three years older than his s****r, Amy, but a year younger than his other s****r, Sherry. He had a muscular body from his work as a bounty hunter, and thoroughly enjoyed his work. He’s single, but happy, having such a beautiful pair of s****rs.
He came right over to where his nephew had sat a few hours ago, beating off. Brian beheld the same wonderful sight that Rob had. But just rubbing one off was not for Brian. No way. He needed more. He gave one last, longing look at the half-exposed twat of his s****r, and made his way to the couch. Before doing anything else, he completely stripped off his jeans and boxers, exposing a now-hard seven inches of meat pole. He knelt next to Amy, and started rubbing his cock-head around her red-painted lips. She didn’t budge. She didn’t moan…and, most importantly–she didn’t wake.
A new Camaro pulled into the semi-circle driveway at this time. A sweet, innocent-looking girl sat behind the wheel as she parked the car behind her uncle’s Mustang. Sandra Davis got out, shut the door, and made her way to the front door. She almost fainted as she passed one of the bay windows with the curtains drawn open, and saw what was transpiring in her very own living room.
Sandra dropped her book bag to the blacktop as she saw her uncle thrusting his hard, glistening cock in and out of her mother’s open mouth. He was really fucking her face good, but, Sandra noticed, her mother didn’t even seem to be awake! Not only was this i****t…it was fucking ****! A million thoughts were swimming around inside of her blond-haired head. ’I should run and call the police. I should go in there and confront him. I should…I should…’ This last thought sickened her a bit. ’I should sit here and watch.’ She couldn’t believe what she was thinking. Her uncle was r****g her mother, and she started to get hot between her long legs. ’If it was just i****t, then I might be into it. After all,’ she thought with an inward sigh, ’I’ve seen Rob’s cock before, and I wouldn’t mind having that b**st inside of me. But, doing this to someone who isn’t even aware of it is just wrong. I’ll watch for a little, then I’ll go in the back. If Rob got home yet, I’ll discuss it with him before I do anything. After all–he is my uncle.’
Sandra pulled over the side of her short, tight spandex shorts, and started rubbing her clean-shaven cunt-lips. Brian grabbed the back of Amy’s head, and started pounding his cock into her mouth hard and fast. Sandra watched her uncle’s ass clench as he shoved in one last time. She was really frigging her engorged clit, while watching her uncle fire his sperm down her mommy’s throat. She was dripping when he withdrew his slippery, cum-soaked dick from Amy’s mouth. Some cum trickled out of her mouth, and Brian just gently wiped it off with his softening prick. Amy didn’t make a sound, or move around or anything, while Brian dressed and left the room to go upstairs.
Sandra had a gushing orgasm–the hardest she’d ever remember having, and her juices sprayed and splashed all down her thigh. She moaned, stuffed her pussy back under her shorts and panties, and wiped up her cum with her hands. After sucking and licking them clean, she went through the patio, and headed up to her bedroom.
“Wow, you’re home early!” both Rob and Sandra exclaimed joyfully at the same time. Rob was just coming out of his room when he bumped right into his s****r. Rob’s smiled remained while Sandra’s quickly faded. She dropped her bag again, and threw her arms around her b*****r’s shoulder, weeping into his shirt.
“Sandy, what’s wrong?” he asked, with a tone of genuine concern.
“Can we go into your room? I need to talk to you right now.”
“Okay, s*s. We’ll talk. It’s all right.” He patted her on the back, not really wanting to separate from this embrace. He knew she was upset, but he was a guy, after all, and he loved the feeling of her tits pressing against his chest. After what he did earlier, his guilt for such things was quickly receding.
They sat facing each other on his king-sized bed, each sitting Indian-style. He had to take in again how stunning his s****r was. She had long hair like their mother, but it was blond like their aunt and uncle. She had a nice spiral perm, and her bangs came down to her sea-blue eyes. She was also thin, short, and in great shape, being on the gymnastics team in college. From the way she was sitting, he could almost see her pussy peeking out from the sides of her tight shorts; there was a small bump where her clit was pushing against the fabric. He brought his gaze back up to his s****r’s tear-streaked face.
“What is it, Sandy?”
“When I was about to come in, I saw through the front window…I saw…I saw…” She sobbed again, and he didn’t think she was going to get out whatever she needed to say.
Then finally, after Rob rubbed her soft thigh to reassure her that everything was all right, she blurted out: “I saw Uncle Brian r****g Mom!”
Rob brows creased. “What are you talking about, Sandy?”
“When I looked through the window, I saw Uncle Brian–um…putting his…dick into Mom’s mouth over and over. And she was sl**ping! He finished inside her, dressed, and went up to his room or something. I don’t know what to do!”
Rob lowered his head, remembering what he had done before.
“What’s wrong, Rob? What should we do?” Her tears ceased, and now she was looking at her b*****r with concern. He didn’t look well to her.
“I have to tell you something, and I really hope you don’t get mad at me or think I’m sick or fucked up.” He inhaled deeply, and got prepared for what he was about to confess.
“I have to tell you something, too, Rob. But since I’ve been talking, you go first. I promise, I won’t get mad at you.”
Rob kept his eyes on his s****r’s protruding clit, and breathed, “Earlier today, I saw Mom was asl**p…with her legs open a little. I don’t know what the hell came over me, but I–I–I masturbated while looking at her sitting like that. I felt so guilty, but now, after hearing what Brain did, I don’t feel so terrible. Please don’t be angry with me!”
Sandra looked down at the bulge that was rising in her b*****r’s shorts. She felt a bubble of dampness burst from her bare pussy. “After what I tell you, I think you’ll feel better. While I was watching Mom take Uncle Brian’s cock in her mouth, I played with myself.” Seeing Rob raise his head finally, and noticing the way he was looking at her, she didn’t feel so bad now. “I don’t know what came over me, either. Just seeing Mom in such a helpless state like that–it was just so fucking hot! I know that sounds very disturbing, but I couldn’t help how I felt. I felt…well…jealous.”
The two stared at each other for long moments, staring into each other’s eyes–not as siblings, but new-found lovers. While Rob decided to massage his s****r’s thigh, Sandra reached out and did the same to him.
Sandra was the first to speak. “What are we going to do?” she repeated. “With us, at least it would be mutual. But Mom shouldn’t be treated like that. I could see if she wanted it…” Sandra reached into the front of her b*****r’s shorts, and started fondling his thick, hard shaft.
Rob moaned, and he felt the warmth from his s****r’s hand make his cock pulse and throb. “s*s, we can’t just turn our uncle in. Maybe we should talk to him after…well, you know.” He also reached out a trembling hand, and, pulling the side of her shorts over, started to rub around his s****r’s bald labia. The smells from both heated sex organs grew sweet in the air.
Thoughts of what their uncle did left their brains now, both consumed with what was about to happen. Sandra felt the entire length of b*****r-cock up and down, and she moaned again. “I have to tell you something, Rob. I saw you nude before, and I always wanted this prick inside me. You were always in my dreams, fucking me from every angle. I need to suck this dick now, my b*****r.”
She got on her knees and pointed for Rob to lie down on his back. He did, and she stripped off his shorts, throwing them into a corner. Now she could see close-up how humungous he really was. “Fuck, b*o! That’s the biggest damned cock I’ve ever seen!” She leaned in to take a lungful of her b*****r’s pre-cum-leaking prick. She softly kissed his large balls, one at a time. Then she started running her tongue all around the wrinkly flesh, watching in pleasure as the cock jumped at the wetness of her oral touch. She grasped the thick dick in her right hand, stroking it once again. Her left hand was busy lightly pinching and squeezing his sack. She moved closer, and now, she ran her tongue up his long shaft in sloppy-wet slurps. His cock pulsed against her chin with every upward lick. She raised his penis with both hands, feeling the girth that would soon be penetrating her mouth, then her flowing, creamy pussy. She placed the head in her mouth, and just sucked on that for a few moments, letting her mouth get used to the size. The only problem was, was that the farther down the cock got, the thicker it was. But she’s been sucking cock for a long time, so she knew she would open up for it soon. She relaxed her mouth, and let the first three, fat inches slide into her now-taboo throat. She hummed pleasantly, as Rob placed his hands in her soft hair, pushing her head down gently. She accommodated, and sucked down three more inches. With her throat bulging, she knew that the only way she could deep-throat her b*****r, was if they were in a sixty-nine.
She drew his dick out with a slippery pop!, and said, “Think you could give your big s****r a good tounging?”
He was so enthralled by what was happening, he didn’t answer in words. He reached down, grabbed her by her hip, and dragged her ass up to his face. Before she settled over his almost-drooling mouth, she slipped off her shorts, and flung them away.
The sight of his s****r’s hairless cunt made a stream of shiny pre-cum leak from his cock-head. He could see a film of white spread out all over her pink and red flesh. His s****r’s clit was huge! Looking like a small penis, he instantly slurped it into his mouth.
“Mmmmm, b*o, that’s so fuckin nice. Suck your s****r’s clitty, baby. Give me a good taboo suck-off.”
Sandra orally injected her b*****r’s slick cock back into her throat, and went to work on getting it all the way down this time. Because of the way her b*****r was munching, and chewing, and slurping at her cunt, the path opened up easy, and she inhaled the prick all the way down, until her nose was pressed firmly into his sack. She wiggled her head back and forth, grinding her nose into the wrinkled skin.
Rob’s teeth and tongue were working overtime on s****r-snatch; beads of pearly cream were spewing from her pussy, and rolling over his face and lips. He would go from sucking the obscene clit to sucking in the sloppy lips, shaking his head around, while burying his nose in her asshole.
“s*s, I love how tight your throat is squeezing my cock,” he moaned into the hot twat. “Take me all the way in, Sandy.” After a second: “Ohhhh, fuck yeah! Suck me, s*s.”
“Eat my soaked pussy, Rob. Lick me till I cum in your open mouth. Then I need you to fuck me with this b**st, and feel your b*****r-cum deep inside me.” Rob trusted two fingers in as he slurped away. Sandra kicked up her cock-sucking, and deep throated him in a frenzy.
The wet, squishy sounds emanating that filled the room were exquisite to the siblings. Sandra tried a trick that always worked with the other boys she blew. She grabbed a handful of nuts, and pulled the sack down towards his ass. Rob’s finger-fucking grew in intensity, and he almost squealed in delight. She felt his dick throb inside her throat, and he grunted, “I’m gonna cum right down your throat, s*s. Ohhhhhh. Mmmmmm. Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh.” She sucked harder, and she was so happy to feel streams and jets of his steaming cream fire down inside of her. She revelled in the saltiness as it struck the back of her throat, and trickled every which way. She gulped it all down, except for some that was leaking down the sides of the still-erect pole in her mouth.
That was it for her. She squirted out ropes of juicy girl-semen all over her b*****r’s face. From his groans of passion, he wasn’t complaining. He just kept licking until she was as dry as he could make her (except for his saliva, which was slicking her right back up).
Sandra watched as her b*****r’s cock didn’t even grow soft in the slightest. In fact, it seemed to enlarge in her tiny hand.
She gave it one last kiss, turned to look over her shoulder, and said, “Now I need this fat prick in my squishy pussy, Rob.”
She raised her body off of her b*****r to let him out from under her. She stayed on all-fours, while Rob took his position behind her. He wrapped his hand around his cock, staring at his s****r’s snatch with i****tuous lust in his eyes. The clit was protruding; the lips were hanging; and the skin was bare and puffy. He rubbed the head of his cock around all of this in slow circles, watching the clit and labia flap back and forth.
“I’m gonna slide my i****t-stiff cock in my s****r’s hot cunt, now,” he groaned.
“Please do, b*o. Slide it in me, so I can feel that thick shaft–then your steaming cum–fill me up.” She wiggled her ass at him, and he placed the head right inside of her twat.
Before he even got a chance to do anything, she pushed slowly back, letting her pussy suck in her b*****r’s dick. He watched as all eleven inches disappeared into his s****r. He bumped into her uterus (or cervix–he didn’t know which one it was), and he moaned as every inch went in.
“Ungh. I can’t believe how slushy and tight your cunt is, s*s! It’s been without my cock for too long,” he said in between moans of primal ecstasy.
As he was watching in round-eyed wonder, his fat prick entering and exiting his s****r’s sweet love-box, Sandra started to swirl her ass around, trying to get even more of her b*****r’s cock in her. “Oh, Rob…mmm. Your just so fucking wonderful in me….Ahhhh, fuck me harder, Rob! Slam my pussy; it’s been so, so naughty. With me playing with her while watching our mother sucking dick in her sl**p. My cunt needs punishment! Fuck it, damnit! Fuck it!” She started pinching the almost two inches of flesh that was her swollen clit.
“I’m pounding that bad pussy, now, baby. I’m tearing your cunt up soooo good. I can see it stretching so magnificently, while my cock digs into you.”
They fucked for another five minutes, and Rob watched in blissful astonishment, his s****r’s cunt start spraying clear, sweet-smelling cum all over his cock, balls, and chest. It was way too much for him to take, and he grunted, “Holy fuck, s*s! That was awesome! But I’m gonna cum now. Which opening do you want it in?” He slowed down a bit to hear his s****r’s reply.
“This time, I want it in my stomach. Next time my pussy and ass–if my ass can handle such a tremendous tool,” she added in an afterthought.
She withdrew from her b*****r’s prick, and quickly knelt in front of him. She sucked half of it into her mouth, then dove straight down on it, burying her nose in his closely-cropped pubic bush. He felt like the cum was never going to stop spraying down his s****r’s throat. Shot after white-hot shot flew into her, half of it leaking out of the sides of her stretched-taught mouth, and trailing down to his sack.
“Mmm…mmm…mmm…,” she mumbled with every spurt. She pulled his cock out with obvious reluctance, cords of semen connected her mouth with her b*****r’s semi-rigid dick. She gave it a couple of playful swipes of her long tongue.
“Now,” she said, gazing up at her b*****r with a new-found love in her eyes, “what do we do about Uncle Brian and Mom?”
Two days after “the incidents”–as Rob and Sandra titled them–Sandra was in the bathroom next to her mother’s bedroom, shaving. She already finished under her arms and one leg. Her right foot was cradled on the edge of the sink, foamy shaving cream was spread all over the tanned, well-formed leg. She brought the razor down her thigh in expert strokes, rinsing off the blade after each pass.
After she finished her thigh, knee, and calf, she wiped up all of the streaks of shaving lotion with a warm, wet towel.
She sat down on the toilet seat and grabbed the can of shaving cream. She spread her legs wide, as she covered her pussy and pelvis with the foam. First she removed all of the light stubble from her pelvis. Next, she ran the razor in soft strokes on the sides of her puffy vagina. This next part, she knew–from unfortunate past experiences–that she had to be very cautious. Reaching to the top of the round sink, she pulled down a small mirror with a stand on the back. She set it on the floor in front of her, tilting it to get a clear view of her cunt; seeing her pussy covered in creamy shave lotion (making it look like someone–”Mmmmm, maybe my b*****r again. Yummy,” she thought–shot a load of sweet-tasting jizz all over it) made her so hot inside.
She used her left hand to part the lips in various directions, each time trying to get the best–and safest–angles, as she removed the tiny hairs from her folds of womeness.
While she was washing all of the cream off, she heard her mother’s soft and sultry voice through the paper-like walls.
“Brian, you’re too good to me; you always have been, ever since we were k**s….”
“If you only knew, Mom, what kind of dirt-bag he really is,” Sandra said to the flowery paintings on the wall.
Amy was off today; she finished all of the work from practically killing herself all week. And, to Sandra, she seemed to be in an uppity mood.
Amy continued: “I can’t believe you did that then!” she bellowed.
“That’s it–he confessed,” Sandra said, suddenly feeling guilty for her escapades with her b*****r, and feeling sorrow for her mother and f****y, because they were about to lose one of their own. She drooped her head, and gazed down at her newly shaven, i****tuous cunt.
Then, suddenly, Amy’s voice caused Sandra to jump out of her contemplations. “Are you sure none of the k**s saw you? They came home early, ya know? If they found out about my fantasy of being taken advantage of when I sl**p (or sometimes pretend to sl**p), plus the fact of i****t, we might lose our f****y!” Amy finished, obviously upset.
Sandra’s jaw was hanging to the linoleum floor. Had she heard right? Could she believe it? Would Rob believe it? ‘Should I even tell him?’ All of these queries spun around madly inside of her gorgeous head.
While she was talking to herself (listening to phrases coming from her mother like: “That cum you left in my throat was delicious. Your cock is so big and fat and left the best taste in my mouth. Did you like the view I gave you, with my stockinged legs slightly open?”, her right hand found its way down to her heated crevasse of thick, sizzling pussy lips.
“I think he has a right to know,” she mused, as she inserted her middle two fingers into her now-slippery snatch.
All the while listening to how filthy her mother was talking to her own b*****r, she was furiously jabbing her squishing, sloppy, juicy pussy. And now, wonderful ideas were forming in her mind…
After Sandra finished masturbating–and sucking and licking her fingers dry of her pussy-slime–she threw on a pair of panties and a t-shirt. She quietly crept out of the bathroom and headed down the long hall to Rob’s room.
It was around six in the afternoon, just about the time when her b*****r takes his nap after his workout. She knocked on the door gently, but she received no response. “He’s asl**p,” she murmured. She encircled the knob with her hand. “But he definitely won’t mind bein woken up with this kind of news.”
She turned the knob and entered.
The sight to the busty, sexy, lithe blonde was so marvellous to behold. Rob was laying on his back, completely naked. Beads of a light sweat sparkled across his chest, face, and legs. One leg was straight out, while the other was bent inward, with his foot resting against his inner thigh. His hairless cock–even flaccid, to her it was amazing–was hanging over his large sack; she saw it twitch in his sl**p.
“sl**p…,” her thoughts going back to their mother. ‘Maybe I’ll have a little of that sl**p-sex, myself.’
Sandra crept over to her b*****r’s bed. She called his name softly. No response. ‘Good,’ she thought.
She knelt on the floor, his hot, sweaty prick just a foot away; the slit seemed to be beckoning to her. She stared at it for a few moments, taking it all in: the swollen head, the dark circle of flesh just under it, ringing the glorious shaft, the stringy, bulging veins, as his cock seemed to be growing from Sandra’s steamy breath caressing it, and the huge, tight sack. She loved his dick more than anything else she ever saw in her life, she realized at that moment.
The naughty s****r leaned in and laid her head on his thigh with gentleness; the scent of him was intoxicating. Stretching out her hand, she lightly ran her fingernails up and down her b*****r’s now-fully-erect cock. As soon as it sprang to life, it plopped itself on his stomach.
She decided she should be closer to her wonderful b*****r-pole, so she got up, and lowered her pussy right above Rob’s slightly-agape mouth, while she lowered her own mouth to the obese, glistening prick. His breath made her bald cunt quiver. She gripped her b*****r’s dick with both hands at the base, and stood it straight up. She playfully swiped at the head and shaft as she hoped he would not waken. She knew he wouldn’t be mad, obviously, but she thought it nastier to do this to a sl**ping man.
With long strokes, she ‘jobbed her b*****r’s cock, while stuffing the head and a couple of inches into her mouth; drool and saliva flowed out of the corners as she sucked and stroked.
Rob was having the most unbelievably awesome dream, and he fought to stay asl**p. His only sound was a moan into Sandra’s cunt; his only movement was him opening his legs more.
Sandra thought she roused him. “Rob…?”
Just another soft moan in response.
She played with his bulging sack with her delicate left hand, while holding the cock at its base with her other. She slid even more of his manhood into her throat, and she released her grip. It was time to go deep.
Sandra raised her head so only the pre-cum-flowing head was between her full lips. With deliberate slowness, she swallowed the rod of thick cock of her loving b*****r.
When she reached his balls, she wiggled her nose into the shrivelled flesh, smelling even more of him.
“Mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…,” Sandra mumbled with every down stroke of her bobbing. She was at such a lustful point of taboo ecstasy, that she felt her orgasm bubbling up inside her. She knew her b*****r’s face was going to get slimed with her girl-cum soon, so she sucked and slurped harder so he would–hopefully–sling his wad into her stomach.
As she slobbered over her b*****r’s slick organ, she felt it start to pulse in her mouth. Finally, he erupted his i****tuous semen deep into her throat. She swallowed each and every one of the almost dozen globs.
Squirts of her juices dribbled out of her bare pussy all over her b*****r’s face. She withdrew her new best friend from her mouth, and held in her cries of total euphoria. She looked under her, watching as her cunt-gates opened and poured forth its sweet-scented liquid. It was running in rivulets all down the sides of his face. Some spurts went into his mouth and shimmered on his lips.
After her orgasm passed she kissed the semi-rigid cock, rose off of her b*****r and the bed, and silently walked out of the room.
Sandra waited in her room later that afternoon for her b*****r to wake. She didn’t wait long, however. She heard his heavy footsteps go past her bedroom. Obviously he needed to head to the bathroom to piss (he just came and didn’t know it, but his prick did), and wash up.
Sandra smiled wide; the taste of b*****r-cum still lingered in her mouth.
After a while, she heard him coming back out, and going back to his room.
“Rob,” she yelled, as he was just outside her door, “come in here for a minute. I need to talk to you.”
He was a bit blurry-eyed and confused as he opened the door. But he was awake enough to remember the last time his s****r “needed to talk to him”. He grinned. He also swallowed the bile in his mouth that mysteriously tasted of cum of the female variety.
Rob entered and closed the door behind him. He saw his s****r sitting cross-legged on the bed again. His eyes immediately went to her panty-covered pussy. She was smiling, and she seemed a lot happier than when he first saw his s****r sitting like that.
“Sit down, Rob. I have the coolest news.”
“Okay,” he said, as he sat next to her. “But after you’re done, I have something strange to tell you.” He appeared even more bewildered.
She cocked her head to the side in a shy manner. “What’s the matter, b*o? Wake up wet?” she smiled and laughed.
“How’d you know?” he stammered, obviously still confused.
She grabbed his cock through his shorts, and confessed, “I decided to play with you while you were asl**p. I sucked you off and, when you came, I flooded all over your face. Did you like waking up to the taste of your s****r’s cum in your mouth?”
“You know it!” was all he could say.
She squeezed his prick and said, “But enough about us…for now,” she winked and licked her lips. “You have to hear this.” She unloaded all of what she had heard their mother saying to their Uncle Brian. The whole time, both his eyes and cock grew larger, both threatening to explode from their respective homes.
“I…I…can’t believe it!”
“Believe it, b*o. Our mom’s an i****tuous slut, and now we can play with her whenever she’s sl**ping!” She pulled her pink panties over to the side. “Look,” she instructed her b*****r, “at how swollen and soaked my cunt is! I can’t wait!”
Rob stared at his s****r’s snatch with love and lust in his eyes, pondering what she had just told him.
“Tomorrow, sweet s****r. Tomorrow we finally get our share.” They were both nodding, as she pulled his prick out of the piss-hole of his shorts. She jerked it while he pulled and played with her floppy, fleshy cunt-flaps.
“Tomorrow, Mom’s gonna get a cunt-full of my cock, and I would LOVE to see you eat her beautiful pussy. Now I know where you get yours from.”
She smiled as she pushed him back, straddled him, pulled her panties over one more time, and injecting her steaming twat with b*****r-cock.
Amy came home like clockwork. She hung up her coat, and made her way to the couch. She had on one of her customary black blazers and a silver button-up shirt underneath. She removed her blazer and, tossing it onto the chair across from her. Her black skirt was a lot shorter than usual, and had slits up both sides that were very high. She had black fishnets on that rested right over her knees. Spiked-heel leather boots came most of the way up her firm, but delicate calves.
She undid her dark hair from its upswept style she had it in, and let it flow around her shoulders.
Sitting down on the couch, she rested her feet on the edge of the marble coffee table; her knees pointed up and her legs were–once more–slightly parted. Within twenty seconds, she dozed off.
Seemingly, of course.
Aunt Sherry was waiting in the dining room, sipping a cabernet. Looking at her upper half, she appeared to anyone to just be wearing a plush, purple robe. She was also sporting a wide, full-lipped grin. Her hair was done in a corona of large spiral curls that reached her very large, and very perky breasts.
She waited around five minutes and, growing extremely impatient, finished her wine and set the glass down. Sherry stood up and walked around the large table. Untying her waist, she undid her robe, rolled it up, and placed it on a chair.
If her niece and nephew would have seen what she was wearing, they would have been totally shocked. Under her robe, she was hiding a secret. Around her neck was a thick band of latex, with short, steel spikes. On her arms, from mid-triceps all the way down, she wore black latex gloves. Her top and boots were of the same dark material as the rest of the outfit, and they shimmered like the Atlantic at midnight. The top part wrapped around her chest, but exposed both of her glorious tits, making them appear larger. Her extremely high stiletto boots crawled all the way up to just under her hairless, lipless pussy, actually touching the outer edges of the pink flesh.
She smiled wider, and reached under the table to grab a long, white box. Her cunt was saturated from anticipating what was about to transpire, as she walked over to stand in front of her s****r.
“Crotch-less panties…Nice one, s*s,” she whispered erotically. She laid the box down onto the coffee table, opened it up, and drew out what was hidden inside.
With the object in her hand, she started at a sound–sort of like a gasp–seeming to come from behind her or outside. She turned to look, but saw nothing. So she spun her head back around to face her lovely, sl**ping s****r.
Around the time her aunt was pouring her wine, Sandra and Rob were discussing their plan for the night.
They decided on waiting by the patio until their mother pulled up and went inside. Then they would wait until she fell asl**p, creep through the front door, and have their way with her.
They were huddled behind a line of shrubbery when they saw their mom’s car coming up the drive. They watched their sexy, succulent mother exit the car, and go inside the house.
Rob pulled out his cock to show his s****r how hard Mom’s outfit made him. Sandra replied by giving him a couple of yanks before telling him to get ready.
They crept over to the bay window (the window that seemed to have started all of this), with Rob taking peeks under his s****r’s short, plaid skirt. She received a schoolgirl uniform from an ex-boyfriend a year ago, and she realized that she could think of no better time in her life to look so innocent, and be so dirty at the same time. It was complete with white knee-high socks and a white button shirt tied under her juicy jugs in a large knot.
They both peeked through the window, watching as their mother sat down on the couch. They moaned quietly, seeing all of the side of her left leg through the slit up the side of her skirt.
“Let’s go,” Sandra whispered in anxious tones.
“No. I want to make sure no one’s gonna be coming yet. Give it a couple minutes.” But Rob’s prick was having a hard time agreeing with the bigger head.
After about three minutes, both b*****r and s****r couldn’t believe their eyes were witnessing what was happening in their living room. They watched as their Aunt Sherry came strolling out of the dining room in a black latex outfit, carrying a long box under her arm.
Sandra squeaked as she saw the object in her aunt’s hand. It was a two-foot, double-headed dildo, sparkling white in beautiful contrast to Sherry’s get-up.
Rob turned to his s****r. “Are we the only two who haven’t gotten Mom yet?”
Sandra just nodded and stared wide-eyed at what was happening.
Sherry smacked the gigantic dong on the palm on her hand; the slapping noises arousing her even more. She stood on top of the coffee table and stepped down between her s****r’s legs, pushing them open even further.
Kneeling down, she began caressing her s****r’s left boot and stockinged knee, making her way up her silky thigh. She placed the bulbous head of one end of the dildo on Amy’s cunt and started swishing the fleshy flaps around. “Here’s what I’m gonna do, s*s. First I’m gonna lick your swollen twat while sloooowly fucking you with our favorite toy. Then I’m gonna fuck you while I fuck myself at the same time.”
She leaned in closer and inhaled a few lungful of her sibling’s snatch. Sherry spread the fabric of the crotch-less panties apart, strings of pure white cum clung to the panties and pussy. With her own cunt inflamed, she began sucking around the labia, trailing kisses and licks all over. She opened the lips wide and sucked as much cum out of her s****r’s cunt as she could.
Now she placed the plastic cock-head against the bald s****r-cunt, and swirled it around, collecting as much slime and saliva as possible. Then she eased the dildo in inch by slippery inch, all the while licking around the edges of the twat.
Sandra and Rob couldn’t help it; they had to masturbate each other. At least for a few moments. Rob slid his middle finger into his s****r’s pussy and started flicking it back and forth in a fast manner, while thumbing her enlarged clitoris. Sandra was jacking off his enormous, ten-and-a-half inch cock furiously when they heard a twig snap behind them. Not really wanting to, they both stopped instantly.
They heard a familiar voice say, “I see you’s two know about us now.” The sounds of a smile on the man’s lips. “That’s good.”
Uncle Brian came over to stand next to his niece, patting her on her round ass. He looked into the window. “Well, Aunt Sherry finally got that outfit she’s been waiting for.”
Brian grabbed Sandra’s slim-fingered hand and pushed it against the obscene bulge in his jeans. “Shall we join them?”
Sandra, remembering how thick and fat her uncle’s dick was, nodded, and started for the front door.
Sherry was now connected to her s****r by more than just bl**d: cunts were brought together by the double-header. Amy was still sitting; her legs extremely wide, while Sherry had her ass towards Amy, bent over the coffee table. Sherry, thrusting the dildo in and out of both pussies, was moaning, “We’re fucking again, s*s, like we always used to. Hmmmm…I’m so, so, so happy we started again. Ungh…oooooh, your pussy’s so fucking tight and drenched with cum…” and on and on with i****tuous pleasantries.
Each pussy’s lips were being pushed in and pulled out with each forward and backward impaling. Rings of white, foamy women-semen were forming on each end of the humungous dildo.
Over the squeaking of latex, the moaning and growling of Aunt Sherry, and the spongy sounds of woman-on-woman sex, the aunt never heard the door open, letting the rest of the f****y inside.
Before the two guys said anything, they were both nude, with Sandra in the middle yanking on both stiff pricks.
Uncle Brian said, “Sherry, mind if we join in on the fun?”
One second of shock came and went, and Sherry didn’t even break stride. She nodded an enthusiastic “yes”, and just kept slamming the dildo into her and her s****r’s pussies. Amy’s head kept bouncing and lolling (in her “sl**p”) from side to side.
Brian led Rob over to the couch, and they each positioned themselves on either side of Amy’s face. Rob started unbuttoning his mother’s silver shirt to unleash her wonderful tits. She had no bra on, to his surprise (not to Brian’s apparently). They each pulled a side of her shirt open, and immediately began caressing the plump flesh, and pinching the stiff nipples.
“Sandra, uh…uh…uh…,” Sherry groaned. “I have something for us to do. Eat your mother while I go get them.”
Sherry pulled the dildo out of her s****r, then drew it out of herself. She crossed over the coffee table and handed it to her niece. “Try out me and your mom first.”
Sandra eyed the monstrous, cum-soaked plastic cock with a longing hunger. She inserted her aunt’s end in her mouth first, showing off for her sexy, latex-clad aunt, deep throated ten inches right down.
Watching her niece’s neck swell, she said, “I’m impressed, Sandra. Been practicing on Little b*****r, huh?”
She nodded and pulled it out. “You taste so fucking lovely, Aunt Sherry. Now for Mom.” She repeated the insertion, then cooed, “Mommy tastes sweet, too.”
“Be right back.” Her aunt leaned in and they kissed with taboo passion.
Sandra watched her aunt swagger upstairs, the latex of her up-to-the-cunt boots creaking sexually.
Rob and Brian started rubbing their engorged prick-heads all over Amy’s face, neck, tits, and, especially, her lips. Rob was surprised to his mother’s mouth gape open invitingly.
“Stick it in her, Nephew. We’ll take turns. Just put it in and slide it down her whore throat.” Brian was wrapping his s****r’s long, black hair around his cock, and began jerking off like that.
Rob watched his s****r kneel between their mother’s legs. She used each long-fingered hand to open her mother’s hanging lips to the sides. And she just plunged right in like she’s done this a million times before. She spiralled her tongue around; she pulled on the pussy lips with her teeth; and she fingered the hot, wet hole where she came from nineteen years ago.
The entire room smelled aromatically of pussy and cock as Rob watched his large, fat prick disappear into his mom’s stretched-out mouth. He grabbed her head and slowly fucked her throat. After a few moments, Brian wanted his turn, and Rob saw his uncle give Amy an amazing face-fuck–very fast and sickeningly hard. But Rob noticed that his mom didn’t even wake up to the throat-thrashing she was getting from her b*****r. Her tits were flopping around in circles while he played with them.
Sherry walked into the room wearing a flesh-colored strap-on, swinging back and forth between her shiny legs. She also had another one in her hand.
“This is for you, my dear Niece. I’ll help you with it.”
Sherry shimmied her niece’s plaid skirt down, exposing the inherited floppy, huge-lipped and large-clitted pussy. Bald like the rest of them, she saw. Then she untied the knot in the shirt, and helped her out of it. Her tits were so young and so scrumptious. She caressed and squeezed them–one in each hand–and Sandra moaned and sighed. They were both watching the guys taking their turns getting head off of the sl**ping woman. Also, they noticed, an obscene amount of cream spilling from the mother’s cunt onto the sofa.
Sherry strapped on the harness around her niece. The checked it to make sure it was secure. “Here’s what we’re gonna do,” she said aloud so everyone could hear. “I’m gonna sit Mommy there on my lap and stick this”–she gave the plastic cock attached to her a tug–”right in her ass. Sandra will fuck her mother’s pussy, while the both of you continue to fuck the sl**ping slut’s throat. Then we’ll change around for the encore.”
The two women walked over to the couch, each enjoying the sight of not just one, but two REAL gigantic cocks going in and out of the woman’s mouth. The guys stopped for a second so they could lift Amy up. Sherry slid under her, and she stood her “dick” straight up in the air. She aligned it with her s****r’s pretty little asshole. When the head connected, they eased Amy down–dry, watching the seven inches slide inside the tight asshole until it was completely buried.
This time, a slight moan gasped from Amy’s mouth while her son’s prick was in it. But no one paid attention.
Sandra got to her place between her mommy’s legs again, and placed her “cock” against the puffy cunt. She did as her aunt had done before, and gathered up a creamy load of her mother’s semen on the head. Then she moaned as she pushed in, feeling the strip of leather slip in between the folds of her own cunt.
Sherry started thrusting up into her s****r’s asshole, while her niece filled the pussy real good, with hard, fast plunges. Rob and Brian were fondling Amy’s tits while they tried to f***e both of their cocks in at once. They switched from that, back to taking turns.
“Take my cock, Mommy. You know you’ve always wanted it,” Rob moaned, as he shoved his long, thick, slippery dick deep into her warm, wet throat.
“Hey, s*s. My plastic cock’s in your tight fucking ass. Oh, hell yeah, baby! Can you feel it in your sl**p? Can you feel it in your dreams? There’s nothing like screwing your flesh-and-bl**d s****r in the asshole,” she growled. She rammed the strap-on in and out of her s****r’s ass.
Brian pulled his s****r’s head back from Rob’s shining dick. Pushing his own in, he said, “Remember how you used to suck me off when we were younger? Huh? You loved my throbbing cock then, and you love it even more now. Mmmmm, hmmmm, yeah, s*s. Suck on this big-ass shaft.”
“Mommy, I’m watching your fat pussy lips go in and out while I fuck your juicy cunt. Damn, Mommy, fucking and eating you are the most amazing things in the world. You love your i****tuous daughter, don’t you, Mommy-whore?” Sandra started pinching and rolling her mother’s protruding clit.
While the two girls were filling up the lower holes, and when both cocks were out of her mouth, mom said, “Now this is what I call f****y entertainment!”
Uncle and aunt just smiled; Sherry continued her pounding of Amy’s ass. But the younger siblings stopped their ministrations for a second.
“You don’t mind us, too, having sex with you?“ Rob asked.
His mother gazed up at him with nothing but love and taboo lust in her glossy eyes. “Mind? I’ve been waiting for this for so fucking long. I’ll show you.”
She wiggled around to get her daughter off of her, and her s****r from under her. Then she stood up and told her b*****r to sit down. He obliged, and his cock was in hand, waiting. He spit on his prick and began stroking the gleaming shaft. Amy lifted her skirt, and eased down until her b*****r’s wide cock slid in her asshole, stretching it beyond belief.
“Ohhhh, fuck, Brian! This damn dick of yours seems to just keep growing! But it feels so exquisite inside my ripped-open asshole!” Everyone watched as the matriarch of the f****y’s ass engulfed all ten inches of fat, bulging, pulsing cock.
“That’s sooooo nice, b*o. Now, it’s time for you to put that monster back where he was born,” she pointed to her son’s dripping dick.
Rob had no complaints; this was his dream day. He stepped over to his mom, and slowly started plunging the first half of his taboo cock onside the clenching walls of his mother’s sweet pussy.
“Fuck, Mom! You must have The World’s Most Perfect Pussy. It’s still so fucking tight and filled with your juices….”
“Practice, Baby. I have to keep my cunt tight so your uncle won’t leave me. Well, and now you, too, Son. Just give Mommy a good fucking. I want cum in all three of my holes tonight. That’s it, Rob! Fuck Mommy’s pussy! Fuck Mommy’s pussy! Fuck Mommy’s pussy! Oh! Oh! Oh! Mmmmm, yeah, Son. Do my sloppy cunt nice and hard with your huge-ass cock!”
“What should I do, Mommy?” Sandra asked in the most innocent of tones.
In between gasps and moans and heavy grunts, Amy replied, “Go put your dirty little schoolgirl outfit back on, and crawl onto Mommy’s face. I need to taste my darling daughter’s hot, soaked pussy.”
Sandra did as she was told. After getting her skirt and shirt back on, she rested her lippy cunt onto her mom’s soft mouth. “Pussy, pussy, pussy,” Amy mumbled as she licked all around her daughter’s beautiful folds of young, eighteen-year-old shaved flesh. “I LOVE pussy! And your cocks feel so damn awesome, boys. Fill Mommy with all of you.”
Sandra was the first to ejaculate. She warned her mommy that she came a lot, but Amy just returned, “Don’t worry. It runs in the f****y. Like our fleshy, gigantic pussies and cock-like clits. I’ll swallow every drop I can.”
First a trickle of white fluid burst out of the bloated pussy. Then spurt after spurt drenched Amy’s tongue, and flowed down her open throat. She lapped at it like an a****l getting a drink from its bowl. Some streams coursed down her cheeks, dripping onto her neck and tits.
Amy gushed even harder, spraying her mature, cloud-white semen out all over both sets of balls banging and flopping all around, and her son’s stiff, pussy-filling prick.
Both guys lost it at the same time. Brian felt his s****r’s cunt beat, and her hot liquid spewing out, plus his nephew’s cock spilling its contents deep into his mother’s womb.
“You’re getting filled up with our seed, now, Mom. Uh…uh…uh…uh…uhhhhhhh! Fuck, Mommy. You feel my cock exploding inside your dirty cunt?” Rob was easing his insertions, letting all of the cum from inside him shoot out into his mother.
Cum from a ten-inch cock; cum from a ten-and-a-half inch prick; cum from a mature woman’s pussy; and cum from an eighteen-year-old snatch. It was just too much cum in one place, and everything was saturated with a filmy, glossy shine. It all made Aunt Sherry, who was sitting on the coffee table with her legs as wide as possible, ejaculate insanely.
She had the enormous dildo bent in half, and she was masturbating with one end in each tight hole, jamming it in and out furiously.
She ripped it out, and a hose-like stream of girl-jizz erupted like a faucet with a broken spigot, covering her nephew’s back and ass. Her cunt squirted and sprayed, covering her s****r’s pussy and her b*****r’s balls.
“OOOOOOH! OOOOOOH Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!” She screamed. “Look at my pussy blowin up!”
Everyone, exhausted, but not wanting to miss the show, was already seeing this spectacular sight. Her pussy was beat-red, and they could actually see it pulse and spasm, as it fountained all of her glorious juices out.
After some last minute oral cleaning of pussies and cocks and cum-covered objects by all of the f****y members, they all slumped down on the couch, in the recliner, even on the floor. In seconds, the entire f****y slept.