Prepare for a Pound
Wow, here's a story that totally blew my mind. Let me try to put it in my own words without completely ruining the experience.
Warning: It contains homosexuality, incest, voyeurism, wife swapping, and group sex
This is one of those ideas that kept spinning around in my head until I finally put it down on paper. Not my usual kind of story, but it was fun to write.
Every person engaging in sexual acts in this tale is over 18 years old. This is a work of erotic fiction and any similarity to real people, places, or events is just a coincidence.
Don't go peeping on people, okay? That's not cool or legal.
It was one of those typical Saturdays before everything changed.
Gina, my wife of almost thirty-five years, dragged me to the nearby home improvement store to stock up on gardening stuff for her. When we got back home, we loaded everything into the garage, and after that, she went to the back door to put some decorations on the table. I, on the other hand, decided to use the bathroom and then grab a cold beer and head out to the patio to grill.
As I strolled back into the dining room, Gina was staring out the patio door, still holding the table decoration. There was something strange about her and it worried me. After all, we weren't getting any younger.
I asked her, "Hey babe, are you okay?" She didn't budge or respond.
I walked around the table and came towards her. I touched her arm, but she didn't even look at me. Her face was pale and her mouth was slightly open. Her breaths were uneven.
"Gina, what the hell? Say something." I got worried.
Suddenly, her eyes went from him to me and back again. She was as surprised as I was.
I moved her away from the door before Jeff saw us.
I took Gina into our bedroom where she sat down on the bed and I went back downstairs.
I found Jeff in the dining room, fully naked and holding his phone and his semi-erect cock. His gaze shifted to me but he quickly covered up.
"Hey, Dad, just got home?", he asked, putting on a casual front. But I knew he felt guilty.
"Yeah, about 10 minutes ago. Mom isn't feeling well. She ate something that didn't agree with her so she's heading to the bathroom and then she'll have a nap.", I said, trying to keep the tension away.
"That sucks. Does she need anything?" He was such a good son. Smart, hardworking, exactly like his siblings. Gina adored her youngest.
"Nah, I think it'll pass, she didn't have much when she realized something was off about that food. She just needs to get it out of her system.", I lied.
"Awesome. I'll start the grill later and don't expect food for dinner.", he replied.
I nodded and turned to leave. Jeff stood there for a moment then hurried to his room, I heard his door shut and sighed in relief.
Later, after I made sure Gina was safe, I confronted Jeff in the dining room. He seemed startled and instinctively covered himself.
"Hey buddy, when did you get home?", I asked, feigning nonchalance.
"Couple minutes ago. Did Mom need something?", he asked with concern.
"Nah, she just had a moment of sickness. She's gone to the bathroom now and will lay down for a bit.", I lied.
"Awesome. I'll start the grill later but don't expect her for dinner.", he said. He seemed relieved too. But from then on, he kept his clothes on and made sure no one saw him without them. Until his sister convinced him otherwise.
Oh! This was fun, isn't it?
Our kids were brought up to respect others. What Jeff did was considered the worst possible thing for Gina. For her, porn and violation of privacy were not that different. Secretly filming someone for one's own pleasure, she believed, was just like sexual assault. I wasn't sure if I agreed, but I also wasn't planning on being filmed for that purpose. If she thought that way, she was right.
We often discussed this with our sons when they were younger. We also needed to have these conversations with our daughters a couple of times.
I knew the video had been taken the previous evening. Amy and Jeff were home from Texas Tech. I didn't know where Amy was, as she was asleep when we left and her car was gone when we returned. I was relieved she wasn't there and didn't catch him. The neighbors would have called the cops if they had seen her kill him.
I delivered the remaining items to the patio that were meant to be there. Walking back down the hallway, Jeff's and our doors were still closed.
I closed our door behind me. Gina was in the same spot where I had left her. Her breathing had returned to normal, but her face was flushed and her pupils were still large.
"Hey, sweetheart. You doing okay?" I squatted down in front of her to look into her eyes to see how she was behaving.
Gina licked her lips quickly. "I'm fine, Jim. I'm fine." Her voice was a little raspy.
"You sure? You seem a bit off."
"I'm fine, just surprised is all." She tried to avoid my gaze. Her legs were calmly swinging back and forth, crossed at the ankles. Physically, she appeared normal, but mentally, she was elsewhere.
"He's in his room now. Thankfully, Amy didn't find him."
Instead of joking, she gave me a serious look. "That's good." Her assertion confirmed that she was still disturbed.
I told her about our plan and reiterated that I would talk to him about what he'd done. I had no idea what to tell him, but I'd do my best to fix it.
She simply said "Okay." But something wasn't right here, and I couldn't figure out what it was.
I changed into shorts and a T-shirt for grilling. Gina also switched into loose-fitting shorts and a T-shirt.
"You think maybe you could lie down for a bit? You seem... off."
"No, babe. I'm fine, I swear." This was almost normal.
I went over our story and repeated that I'd speak to him about his actions. I was unsure what I'd say, but I'd do my best to resolve the situation.
Her response was "Okay." She had a strange look on her face, but I couldn't understand why.
I prepared the grill and took the chicken out of the refrigerator to bring out. Jeff walked into the kitchen, and Gina dropped the salad tongs.
When she bent over to pick them up, she bent at the waist, providing us with a fantastic view of her lower buttocks. Her face was slightly flushed when she stood up, but otherwise, she looked normal.
Jeff asked, "Mom, are you feeling better now?"
"Yes, sweetheart. I am." It wasn't entirely convincing, but she seemed functional.
I continued grilling the chicken, and Jeff approached the kitchen island and sat. Gina was leaning over on the other side of the island, her shirt had slipped off her shoulder, giving Jeff an excellent view down her shirt. He didn't stare, but he definitely looked.
Amy entered and exchanged a glance with Jeff, who appeared guilty, embarrassed, and eager simultaneously.
During dinner, it appeared that Gina had the opportunity to give Jeff a downblouse view, and she took it. He didn't miss any of them, either. Amy appeared indifferent to this situation, engaging in the conversation only enough to be polite.
Once the table was cleared, leftovers stored, and the dishwasher started, Amy announced her plans to leave. Jeff inquired if he could tag along, and Amy agreed. They departed to get ready while Gina and I found something to watch on TV.
I told both of them about Jeff's underage status before they left. However, I wasn't overly concerned; he wasn't much of a drinker anyway.
Gina watched her shows, but I doubted she could have told me what she was watching. After around eleven, I couldn't stay awake any longer, so I informed her I was going to bed. Normally, she stayed up to finish her show, but tonight, she turned everything off and assisted me in cleaning up before retiring. We left a few lights on for the kids and made our way down the hallway to our room.
We took care of our hygiene and climbed into bed, seducing each other. I took her foot in my hand, feeling her toes wiggle against mine.
Ah, mine and Gina's home. We approached each other, and she moved her mouth toward mine. I moved my hand up her leg, discovering that she was wearing nothing underneath her nightshirt.
Her hand slithered into my underwear, and I almost instantly began to stiffen. Her nipple was almost as stiff as my penis as I cupped her breast. I guided her into a sitting position and swiftly removed her nightgown.
She whispered, "Eat my pussy," and reclined, spreading her legs. I was more than willing to grant her request. She was much wetter than usual at this point in our foreplay session. I adored her taste, which was why I typically spent the majority of our lovemaking sessions eating her out.
"Oh God, Jimmy, suck my clit," she begged. We had not yet reached this phase in previous sessions, but not tonight. I gently ran my tongue from her entrance to her button, circling it the way she preferred. When she could no longer wait, she forcefully dragged my face into her and softly sucked while simultaneously pressing against it with her tongue.
It had been several years since I had elicited such a hearty howl from her. She howled tonight, wrapping her thighs around my head as she trembled. She was able to speak again soon after, pleading, "Do it again, darling. Make me come again."
I was perplexed by the abrupt change in her desire levels. We had a satisfying sex life. We had it twice or three times weekly, but it was always romantic and private. I could not recall the last time we had simply engaged in intercourse.
Gina was determined to have sex. I was more than happy to grant her request. I took her to another screaming climax, fearing that I had misplaced her fingers in her pussy as I positioned my face near her clit to suck.
As she struggled to regain her breath, she clambered on top of me with her legs on either side of my head.
"Not yet, darling." Then she clambered on top of me in the sixty-nine position, took my penis in her hand, and began flicking her tongue around the tip.
This was truly unconventional. Gina had never been a fan of fellatio. She had been upfront about that when we first started having sex. She would occasionally give me head and was excellent at it, but she didn't enjoy it. I hadn't complained because she didn't mind anal every once in a while, so I considered it an acceptable trade-off.
She began licking the tip and gradually bringing me into her mouth as I returned to eating her pussy. She took her time, as if she were making love to my penis and not simply attempting to expedite my pleasure. I made her climax again loudly.
In a pleading tone, she pleaded, "Insert the big toy in my ass." I was alarmed, fearing that I had forgotten a significant event. Fortunately, she had extracted it with the lube and placed it under her pillow.
I spread lube around her anus, inserted a well-lubricated thumb a few times, and applied additional lube to the toy. I playfully inserted the toy into her anus. She had another thunderous orgasm as I fucked her anus with the toy and my tongue.
When she covered her clit with her hand, I concluded that she was too sensitive to continue eating her. Instead, I opted to turn the toy on low and slow vibrate and persisted in fucking her ass. This proved to be a wise decision.
Gina preferred that I did not ejaculate in her mouth, as she did not like the flavor or texture. Tonight, when I prehistoric earth japanese pornhub stated, she intensified her efforts. She pulled back, allowing just the head inside her mouth until I ejaculated a massive load into her mouth. She swallowed every drop of my semen.
I was utterly exhausted after that. She turned around, cuddling up to me, and we kissed and caressed each other until we fell asleep.
The following morning, I awoke to find Gina's pussy in my face and my penis inside her mouth. When I became erect, I became even more excited. She shifted her position, straddling me while grinding out an orgasm. After she dismounted me, she positioned herself on all fours and simply demanded, "Fuck me!" So I did. Strongly, quickly, and loudly.
It never occurred to me to inquire as to the children's whereabouts until I had ejaculated within her while she rubbed her clitoris to climax simultaneously.
"They arrived around an hour ago. They're currently outdoors." Gina was still fondling my testicles as she attempted to rekindle my erection. I could feel no revival.
"I'm not complaining, but what's the reason?" We had not participated in such activity since...conceiving Jeff. Not complaining in the slightest. I adored this woman above everything else. I would gladly perish providing her with the climax of her dreams.
"I just felt very horny. Sorry." Her face did not indicate any regret.
"You don't need to apologize, believe me." We continued nibbling a little more before getting up. We showered together, another rarity, and dressed for gardening duties.
Jeff had a hard time drinking his water while trying his best not to stare at his mother's legs. He vanished back down the hall to his room, and we followed suit. Gina entered our room first, then I joined her, locking and closing the door behind us.
Before she even began to undress, I embraced her from behind, thrusting my erection into her rear. She thrust back against me, allowing me to slide my hands inside her shirt.
"So, do you think you're trying to seduce our son?" I whispered into her ear.
"No." Her response didn't sound convincing. She continued to grind against me.
"Are you attempting to seduce him, perhaps?"
Gina froze, "No, sweetheart. Never." Her reaction still didn't sound very convincing.
As I slid a hand into her shorts, finding her to be completely wet, I said, "So, what exactly are you doing, dear?" I maintained a low, playful voice while also dripping with pre-cum lust.
"Oh, it was simply too hot to wear underwear." Gina exercised rarely went without undies, even to pick things up from the front porch.
"Liar. I know what you're doing." I pushed her to face me, it was clear she was turned on. "You crave to fuck your son, don't you?"
Her eyes answered my question as I held her shoulders, urging her to her knees. I pulled my shorts down, exposing my dick, and placed my hand under her chin. "Go on and give him a blowjob. See how his dick looks. Do you want to suck his cock now?"
She opened her mouth and took me in. Her deliberate motions and seductive eye contact signaled an intense craving to suck my dick. Finally, I came from her blow job. And she swallowed. But she still fingered herself.
The thought of her sucking her son's cock worked its way into my mind. I watched her pleasure herself as I too began to feel aroused.
We both got into position behind her. She eagerly spread her legs apart. I recovered and, with a decision I've never regretted, I ordered Gina to give me another blowjob. She came so intensely that I thought she'd pass out.
I then helped Gina onto the bed, where we settled down side by side.
As my shaft rose once again hard, I turned her onto her stomach, removing her pants and ferociously mauling her pussy from behind. She reciprocated by fucking just as hard. She buried her face in a pillow when she came, trembling and in the process, driving me into intense orgasms.
After, I scooped her into her arms, allowing her to cuddle. She placed her arms over mine on her stomach. She was still aroused according to the way she squeezed my dick between her ass cheeks.
"Jimmy?" her voice appeared to be afraid of the answer, "About Jeff..." We both knew each other well enough to understand that her voice contained a deep question.
"Me?"
She looked at me as she hesitantly continued, "Are you okay with it, then?"
"Surprised. It's been a while since we've had sex like that, and any blowjob is something to cherish. If you're serious, then I'm serious. We need to figure out how to make this happen, you got any ideas?"
She indeed had a strategy and I admired her for it.
On Sundays, four of our six kids came over for family time and dinner. There was no issue with this as they'd spend more time with each other and at home.
The kids also swung by the house anytime they could, a red flag I should've noticed.
We rose, showered, and got dressed for the family gathering when Amy walked into the kitchen. This was peculiar. Her help in preparing the meal wasn't something she did every week.
Gina gratefully accepted her offer as Amy and I walked into the den and sat down to drink.
Jeff sauntered in, also having showered, sporting shorts and a T-Shirt; appropriate for a family meal. The soccer game that was playing caught only a quarter of my attention. Neither Jeff nor I cared about it.
Throughout the evening, Jeff was glancing at me out the corner of his eye, indicating that he was meant to pull something today that wouldn't please us.
But I was distracted.
Gina had a plan, and I admired her for that.
Gina entered the room with me, and I could see a blazing desire in her eyes as she made me sample a little something. Her choice of bike shorts affirmed my suspicion that Jeff had feelings for his mother. She had to bend over to feed me whatever she wanted me to try, and Jeff's gaze stayed glued to her behind the entire time. Her gaze reflected her arousal as much as it did Jeff's.
In the doorway, Amy stared at me with a "What the heck?" expression on her face, but I maintained no emotion. Gina headed back to the kitchen once I gave my approval. Jeff was still gazing at Gina upon her return, and Amy's gaze didn't budge from him.
At about three o'clock, JJ and Katie arrived, followed by our eldest daughter, Donna. Matthew, his wife Trish, and our fourth child, Emily, arrived next. All the ladies gathered in the kitchen while my other sons joined us in the den. We chatted about their week and upcoming plans, simply enjoying each other's company.
Katie announced dinner was ready and I noticed JJ brush his shoulders in a dismissive "whatever" gesture. I had no source of conflict between them, so I didn't make much of it.
Gina behaved well throughout dinner and dessert, but the other kids kept checking on Jeff. I sensed something was going on between him and maybe one of his siblings.
The siblings were very close and excellent at guiding their children, unlike other parents we knew. This ensured our kids didn't get into trouble.
After dinner, the family filled up the den to discuss which movies to play. Jeff appeared oblivious, sitting next to Gina. Her hand would occasionally graze his thigh, and he shifted uncomfortably. There were snickers and quiet laughter, but their sources weren't clear.
Before everyone left, Gina and I prepared for the next part of our plan. As everyone got up for various reasons, Jeff waited until the den was almost empty, then subtly adjusted his crotch to stand up.
As he made his way to the bathroom, I glanced at Gina and nodded in Jeff's direction. She responded with a smile and continued towards the kitchen. I suspect JJ may have been checking out her ass, but Katie was also within his view, so I might have misinterpreted the situation.
When the second movie started, Jeff joined the other two on a different couch and didn't appear too enthused about his seating.
Throughout the night, multiple text conversations took place, none of them involving Jeff. He seemed unaware and continued pinching Gina's thigh.
Gina executed the first part of our plan: physical contact. It was clear Jeff had been in the bathroom for more than just a bathroom break.
After the second movie ended, we sat around chatting for a bit before the kids started leaving. First out the door were Matt and Trish, followed by Donna, who dropped off Emily since she rode with her brother. JJ and Katie stayed to help Gina with the cleanup.
Amy said goodnight, and she and Jeff went their separate ways.
As we retired to our room, Gina was all over me, stripping us both within minutes. I was soon face-first between her legs, getting her off with her moans echoing Jeff's name.
Once she calmed down, I positioned myself over her, teasing the entrance to her pussy with the tip of my penis.
"You want his dick, don't you?" I inserted the head of my cock but pulled it back before she could take it. "Imagine how his dick will taste after he fucks you. Think about how sensational it will feel when he initiates your anal sex." She was now desperate, using her leg muscles to tug me towards her.
"Envision what it'll feel like when he slides his dick up your ass. I plan to make you suck my dick while he fucks you from behind, heh heh." She was now completely engulfed in sex-fueled hunger.
"So you're planning on fucking both of my holes at the same time, huh? Making me beg for it?" Her eyes pleaded with me as I slid inside her wet pussy. "Think of Jeff as we do this." She reached her peak almost instantaneously. As she collapsed onto the bed, I kicked up her legs and moved at my own pace, keeping her hot and tight.
We played with her clit while I picked up my rhythm, fantasizing about our son plowing her just like I was. I came hard, whispering "Oh, Mommy" in her ear. She let out a moan so intense I'd never heard anything like it before. I tended to her needs until she was sound asleep. I was gone before my head even hit the pillow.
When I woke up that Monday morning, she was still draped over me, fast asleep. I managed to slip out of bed without disturbing her. I showered and got dressed, feeling a little sore from the weekend's excitement. She was still asleep when I left the room, giving me a satisfied grin as I passed her.
Her door was open but she was missing. Jeff's door was still closed - he was likely either asleep or masturbating.
Breakfast was uneventful. While Gina and I were in the garden planting, the clock indicated it was almost ten. Odd - our daughters don't usually rise that early. Amy hadn't applied for a summer job and she wanted to take it off this year.
Gina came out of the kitchen at around nine. Her overall demeanor was cheerful and relaxed. "Stay away from my pussy or I'll gut you." Her hand headed south, but I stopped her at my waist. "Don't do that, either."
She laughed and filled our cups with coffee. "Where's Amy?" I asked.
"I have no idea. She was gone when I got up around eight."
"Interesting."
The flower beds needed tending to. The plants Gina had started had grown enough for transfer. By lunchtime we were done. Jeff was in the kitchen; her eyes never left him, teasingly brushing his cock with her hand several times. She leaned against him, teasing him with her breasts. Each time she rubbed her nipples against him, he got harder and harder. He was determined to hide his erection from me, though.
Something told me today's aim was to get him as frustrated as possible. It was a delicate, well-thought-out plan that went off without a hitch. Gina managed to slip her hand into his shorts a few times, gliding her fingers along his shaft. She rubbed her breasts against him, leaving his face red with desire. The plan worked just beautifully.
Despite the fact that I was close by, Jeff couldn't keep his eyes off me. I tried to act like I didn't notice. I simply wondered how long he could handle this.
Dinner was filled with anticipation. Gina "dropped" a spare spoon into his lap, "accidentally" letting him feel the cool metal teasing his growing desire. She also made sure to rub her breasts into him a handful of times, leaving our son hard and wanting more. I made an effort to not intervene, letting her keep him on the brink of losing control.
After we ate, Jeff went to his room. Gina didn't spring her plan right away. She waited until he was out of earshot. "I made him cum." She was satiated but craving more.
"Wow. You could see him going mad." My recollection of the embodiment of his desire took her breath away.
Cleanup and putting things away marked the end of our day. Jeff never showed his face during the entire evening. When Amy arrived around nine, she looked as if she had something on her mind.
"Where's Jeff?" she asked.
"In his room. Why?"
"I need to talk to him." The "don't comment" code phrase again.
"As far as I know, he's still in there." I pointed to the hallway.
"Okay, thanks." Distracted by her phone, she made her way down the hallway. Gina and I paid close attention until we went back to watching TV. At bedtime, we made love gently, our touch less tender but heavier on frustration.
Throughout the night, I thought maybe I heard a tapping in the hallway, but it was never repeated.
The following day, we found ourselves increasingly frustrated and less tender. The plan was to generate unbearable frustration in Jeff in order to make him cooperate. It was more difficult than we'd anticipated, in more ways than one.
Working in the garden was a nice change of pace. We finished another flower bed before lunchtime, then took a break.
Today was sundress day, meaning resort wear with no underwear. I'd gone commando as well.
Jeff didn't come out of his room until mid-afternoon. I had chosen to sit where I could see the hallway, and when he stepped into the kitchen, I casually crossed my legs. He couldn't help but notice.
I pretended to be absorbed in my phone as he gave his mom a deliberate kiss on the lips, passing his hand over her right breast to rest on her arm. She tensed and shivered before caressing his growing erection.
He ate a light lunch, constantly checking me out. His attention wavered when he thought I was looking. He then disappeared back down the hallway to his room, a bulge visible in his shorts.
Amy came out and hung around in the kitchen, observing Gina's movements. She looked like she wanted to ask me something but changed her mind and announced she was going to the mall.
Once she was gone, showtime began.
Gina quietly made her way into our bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. I knocked on Jeff's door and waited for him to reply. He called me in.
I poked my head in. He had paused a video game.
"Hey, what's up?"
"I need to talk to you privately." Code for a discussion in our room with the door closed. This was reserved for serious conversations.
He stood up slowly. His body language screamed guilt. I let him stew.
We walked down the hall to our bedroom. Gina was still sitting on the bed, ankles crossed. His face betrayed his thoughts; he was convinced he was in trouble.
"The other day, we found you masturbating in the backyard. Is that what you think this is about?" His face turned bright red. What was worse was the video I found him watching while he did it.
"We talked about that. Filming people without their consent is wrong. I want you to delete the video. Both on your phone and cloud." He quickly complied.
"Do you have any other videos like that?" He nodded. "Show me." A folder marked with the eggplant emoji appeared. There were about six or seven videos. I made him play the beginning of each one. They were mostly of his sisters in swimsuits, a few of Gina.
"I'm only going to ask this once. Is there anything illegal on this phone?" His eyes widened when he got the implication. He spoke, his voice firm and clear. "No, sir." I breathed a sigh of relief, as he had a bad habit of lying.
"Delete those videos, cloud too." He did as instructed. I took the phone and flagrantly deleted the rest of his stash.
"I'm sorry. I know what I did was wrong, and I'll apologize to the girls, too." He seemed defeated at this point. "I know I let both of you down, you have a right to expect more."
"I'd prefer you not mention this to your sisters." This brightened him up a little. "No more videos, Jeff. Seriously."
"Yes, Dad. No more."
"Now that we've cleared up the video issue, we need to address the rest of the incident." I adore my children, but sometimes messing with their minds can be entertaining. His face reminded him of her presence when she stood in front of him.
"That was inappropriate behavior, Jeffrey." He winced. Gina spoke up, "What's wrong?" His mouth opened and shut, but no words came out.
"Your mother asked you a question, Jeff. Are you attracted to her?" He struggled to shake his head, unconvincingly.
"Don't lie to me. I've been watching. You want to sleep with your mother, don't you?" The expression on his face suggested he'd been caught. Tears started to roll down his cheeks.
Gina immediately comforted him, "It's okay, baby. It's okay."
"Aging's downside is that it takes more time to bounce back like we used to." I took a seat in a chair beside the bed. "You can't tend to your mother's needs how you used to. Seeing as you caused this issue, you should step up to help resolve it."
Tension hung in the air as Gina pulled his shorts down while kneeling. His member wasn't completely rigid, but it was growing.
"But..." he gasped, as Gina began to stroke his erection.
"What? I thought you wanted to fuck Mom?"
He nodded. "Then that's what you're going to do." He glanced down as Gina individually licked and ran her tongue around the head of his penis, then slid him into her mouth. He shivered, his eyes closed, and his tool twitched with every squirt of cum. She swallowed everything and proceeded to remove his shorts. Following that, he undressed his T-shirt.
Mom was staring at him, a little bit of cum glistening on the tip of his still erect cock.
"Take off her dress," his shaky hands tried to reach up and loosen her shoulder straps. Gina gently guided his hands while he removed her dress, carefully exposing her breasts. He halted to stare at her chest before sliding her dress down and across her hips, allowing it to fall to the floor. Gina moved back, spreading her legs wide to expose her excited pussy to him.
"Show your Mommy your pussy, son," Gina commenced masturbating right in front of him. His tool began throbbing as a bead of precum appeared at the tip.
"There are rules, son. Firstly, always refer to me as 'sir.' Secondly, call your mother 'Mommy.' Thirdly, you'll only indulge in sexual acts with Mommy in this room, in my presence. No exceptions, clear?"
"Yes, Sir." He kept his eyes locked on Gina as she continuously stimulated herself.
"Good. Now, consume Mommy's pussy." He moved into position between her legs. She began rocking back and forth aggressively, and before long, Jeff caught on, grabbing her hips and thrusting forcefully. I held her hair so he could witness my erection entering and exiting her mouth. Her moans reverberated, hitting just the right spot.
Jeff came first, thrusting roughly into her from behind like a professional. I came not long after, as she moaned through his naughty mutterings while he ejected his semen into her. She quickly sat up to give him oral satisfaction with his now shrinking magnum.
She managed to excite his penis again and mouthing it, which also revived me, causing me to penetrate her from behind while Jeff fed his member to his mother's mouth. He came first, ejaculating in her mouth as he admired my member plunging in and out of her. I came shortly after, mixing our seed within her.
She collected a specimen on her finger and sucked it clean. We lounged, Gina and Jeff wearing silly grins on their faces and cuddling one another.
By six-thirty, we hurried to shower and dress. Amy was not back yet, so we prepared a fast dinner. Jeff cautiously abided the rules, keeping his hands and thoughts to himself.
We were just sitting down to eat when Amy returned to the den. Jeff unexpectedly got up and set a spot for her at the table. Amy seemed just as bewildered as the rest of us.
"Thanks, Jeff." She took a seat in her chair. There wasn't much dialogue between us, as we were all famished after our afternoon adventure. Amy also had little to say herself.
Jeff and Amy cleaned the table and put everything away. Gina switched on the TV in the living room, and as soon as Amy and Jeff entered, she initiated the movie.
Amy distractedly stared at the three of us, fixating on us more than the film. Our bedtime arrived at ten-thirty. I caught Jeff's gaze and nodded. He lingered until Amy retired to her bedroom.
"Remember the rules," I reminded him. "We'll come up with a signal or code for later. No more videos of you jerking off to your sisters. Ask your mother if you need to get off. We'll act on it as soon as possible."
He nodded. "I'm sorry. Thank you for letting me with Mom. She's really fantastic." Jeff definitely is a good boy. Gina gave him an embrace and a kiss.
"Get loads of sleep," his grin signified his understanding.
After turning off the last light, we went to bed. It didn't take long before Super Willy was firmly embedded in her ass and I was gently grazing her clit with my tongue as she described all her sensations while Jeff was ecstatically inserting himself. She reached climax twice more before she sucked me off. We drifted off to sleep soon after.
Weekday mornings are when I usually take care of my bills while sipping on my coffee. No one was up yet, not even Gina. I had just finished putting things in order when I noticed company.
Amy entered the room and sat in the chair next to my desk. "Morning, Dad."
"Morning, sweetie. What's up?"
She lifted her leg, placing her foot on the chair cushion, and began scrutinizing her nails as she contemplated her answer. There was an issue at hand, a classic sign of her behavior.
"None of your business." Questioning her wasn't my favorite tactic. Unfortunately, it often helped.
"Come on, hon, what's wrong? You're preoccupied, and something seems off." It's difficult to keep calm when a child seems troubled.
"I'm just… weary of Jeff." Frequently, everybody was worried about him.
"Why, my sweet child? Did he commit any misconduct?" I was fairly positive she wasn't aware of the video.
"I think he did… something." Not good news whatsoever.
"Can you elaborate? What 'something' are you referring to?" I was certain of the scenario in my head.
She studied the ceiling before shifting her glance back my way. "I'm afraid you'll be angry with me if I tell you." Fear of retribution? Classic tactic.
"You won't make me upset, my dear. I need to know what you've observed."
Amy took a deep breath and closed her eyes briefly before locking eyes with me. "I think he and Mom are getting it on behind your back." Her language had matured: a surefire indicator of stress.
"What sort of activity?" It was a possibility I dreaded.
She picked at her toenails before speaking. "He's always sporting a hard-on, particularly in Mom's presence." She was getting agitated.
"You haven't mentioned this to anyone else, right?" Threat of group terror wasn't an ideal prospect.
"Nope, Daddy. I wanted you to know what I'd observed before anyone got involved." She had a point.
"If it's so important that you told me, we can discuss it with Mom and Jeff." My wife was her mother after all, and she knew her father.
Her sullen expression indicated doubt. "You're aware of his nocturnal activities?"
"Yes. Amy…" I didn't know how to say this.
"And you're above watching them?" I hadn't anticipated this line of questioning.
"Let's say I had observed Mom and Jeff. What would that signify?" She anticipated my surprise.
"They're involved in incest." The mere mention of the word had my heart pounding.
"Do you have any proof?" It wasn't her usual response.
"There's evidence if you ask the right questions." My head was slowly nodding in understanding.
"Well, if that's really going on, I can't do anything about it... but I wasn't aware… I didn't think…" Her eyes filled with tears and she grasped her knees.
"Honey, I'm not sure. But here's what I know. He wouldn't let you approach him during their intimate encounters. Yesterday morning, he was quite fearful. Last night, not so much. And you've finally noticed." My silence was breaking her heart.
"He didn't fuck me last night." Truth revealed itself.
"Excuse me?" The magnitude of this stunning revelation hit me.
"We used to have our 'fucking sessions' together while in Lubbock. All of a sudden, he was too tired for me." Tears began streaming down her face, and she dabbed at them with a tissue.
"I regret not revealing this earlier. Amy, Jeff was afraid you'd hear or see something." Tears started falling, and she wiped them away.
"Dad, is he fucking Mom?" Despite the news, her curiosity hadn't abated.
"Yes. They were involved yesterday after you left for the mall." The unveiling of the truth required more resolution than I had expected.
"And you're accepting their activities?" Shock and disapproval filled her expression.
"Indeed. We discussed potential fidelity guidelines with him, but he's unable to adhere to those. I had to observe their affair to assuage my own concerns." It was a tougher situation than I would have preferred.
"Mom and I have a levied agreement concerning Jeff." A parent must keep their children in the loophole.
A blank stare greeted me. "So…" Amy paused. "Are you suggesting we can engage in sexual activity?" A sensible question, but my inner alarm rang.
My response did not leave her pleased. "It would depend on their consent." There must be consent before any action could be taken.
Amy crossed her legs, emphasizing the bulge of her femininity in her shorts. She immediately launched her next salvo. "So… he's actually fucking Mom?" Her eyes betrayed disillusionment.
My heart and mind were reeling. "Yes. It happened yesterday shortly after you exited the house." The truth was too unnerving, but it needed to be told to understand the consequences.
"Daddy, are you and Mom okay with this?" It was her spin on the awful truth.
"Yes. It's a long story." The conversation was rapidly becoming unnerving.
Amy was silent, still circling her knees. "Father, is it okay if I watch them?" An unexpected request.
"Their consent would be the ultimate factor. Hopefully, they'll comprehend and grant their OK." The situation was beyond my expectations.
I've heard Master Stockwell's podcast on pantyhose sex.
"So, can we do this when she wakes up? I'd rather have you, honestly."
"Don't really have a say in it."
"Well, you can or I will. If he's getting some action, I want some, too." She wiggled her legs back and forth, and I noticed the damp spot on her shorts.
"Suppose that's fair."
"I think I want to go talk to her now, Daddy. Before Jeff gets to her again."
"Won't play out like that, sweetheart. He has to comply with certain rules."
"Really?"
"Yes. They can't do anything unless I'm in the room with them. He can't disclose anything, which is why he didn't tell you. He wanted to but I made him swear. They have to keep up the act the rest of the time, no flirting or necking."
"Wanna go ask her now, Daddy. I'm pretty horny."
"You better be certain about that, darling. Your mommy might have some rules of her own."
"Let's go then, okay? Rules can be negotiated, right?"
"Not so much, sweetheart."
I closed my computer and tidied my desk while Amy stood nearby. When I headed back down the hallway, she followed me to the master bedroom where Gina still slept. I gently shook her awake. "Morning, Babe. Gotta discuss a situation."
Gina mumbled in response, still somewhat asleep. "What, Jimbo?"
Amy spoke up from the foot of the bed, "I know you're doing it with Jeff. I want you to do it with me, too."
Startled, Gina looked up, "What? How do you know that?"
Amy explained her reasoning, using the same thought process she had used with me. She concluded with "I bet he didn't tell you he was sleeping with me, too, right?"
"Excuse me?"
"While they were keeping each other company in Lubbock and here, Jeff got tired of trying to fuck me. Then he started fucking you. My God, honey, he never told you that?"
"No, he didn't." I shifted uncomfortably. "We would've handled things differently if we'd known."
"I know, Mommy. It felt like he threw me away."
"Nobody's throwing anybody away, baby. He's young and didn't think it through. You, me, and Daddy need to talk about this. Got it?"
"Okay, I guess. Can I watch you guys? You can watch me play with myself."
"Come here, baby." Gina patted the bed beside her. "Yeah, we'll talk. But first, let's take this off." She helped Amy remove her top, revealing her bra. Gina quickly undid the clasp, allowing it to fall free, exposing Amy's lovely breasts. Her nipples were puffy, fully erect. Gina pushed Amy down and helped her take off her shorts and underwear. She was completely hairless, certainly no surprise given her swimsuit choices.
Gina ran her fingers over Amy's inner thighs, causing her to spread her legs wide. She looked at her magnificent daughter's shaven mound from below. "Such a pretty little pussy."
"Thanks, Mommy." Amy asked curiously, "Can I see yours?"
Gina shifted positions, crouching over her daughter. "Come here, sweetie." Amy reluctantly moved to accommodate her mother, ending up face-to-face with her mother's pussy. Gina let her play with her, gently spreading her vaginal lips to reveal her dripping wet vagina.
"That's very pretty, sweetie."
"Thanks, Mommy."
I removed my clothes and lay down between Amy's legs. She continued to lick Gina, growing more and more energetic. I licked Amy's vulva, curious about its taste. She seemed to enjoy being tongue-fucked too. Then I began sucking on her clit, causing her to thrash about in her mother's lap. Gina let out a full-throated orgasm, her body jerking with the force. Amy pushed herself onto Gina's crotch, causing her mother to cum again.
Gina collapsed to the side, panting heavily. Amy crawled up the bed and mumbled, "Fuck me, Daddy. I need to be fucked until I come." I positioned myself between Amy's legs, making love to her until I, too, reached my climax.
I stretched out and guided the tip of my erection through her folds a few times before locating the entrance. Amy started moving her hips closer to me, and I gently pushed the head past her waistband. She gasped and hooked her legs around my waist, pulling me into her completely. We began moving back and forth together, sharing kisses while intertwining our tongues. I could hear Gina pleasuring herself in the background. I attempted to lick and suck on her nipples, but our height difference made it difficult. I rolled over onto my back, however, and successfully managed to lick and suck on her nipples. She climaxed a couple of times in the process.
Amy had a gorgeous body; she couldn't get enough of having her nipples stimulated. When I eventually reached my own climax, she pressed my semen out of my penis by squeezing it until every last drop had been extracted. Following that, she shifted her position so that Gina could clean the semen off her with her tongue.
"Thank you so much, Mommy and Daddy," Amy said, her tone seemingly carefree and happy. She returned to her room after wearing her shorts and shirt. Watching her walk with confidence and ease was definitely worth it.
"I always wondered what it would be like to eat a woman's pussy. I liked it," Gina said as she slowly masturbated. "Watching my daughter eat my pussy was so incredibly arousing. It was just as arousing as watching you engage in intercourse with her. I'm beginning to understand why you enjoy it."
"I'll need to have a discussion with Jeff about this. She seemed to have been harmed by his actions and inactions."
"Son, he's still young. I don't think he'd ever experienced something like that before, and possibly didn't even consider how it would make her feel."
"He will in the future." To avoid punishing him, I opted to instead have a talk between father and son about the importance of considering one's partner's emotions.
Following a quiet day, we all woke up around noon on Saturday. Jeff tried to be friendly, but Amy was still somewhat distanced from him. We returned to a form of normality for dinner. After dinner, Gina and I relaxed on the couch while the children sat in separate chairs to watch a movie before going to bed.
The kids had been quiet during dinner, giving me the impression that they wanted to play, but weren't quite sure how to ask. I desired for them to learn the importance of asking for what they wanted, not just for themselves, but for everyone else too.
Donna appeared, her expression deceivingly calm. Although she is protective of her younger siblings, she now appeared annoyed.
"Can I talk to the two of you privately?" Only now did I realize what the fuss was about.
"Sure, honey. We'll be right back," Gina replied.
Donna entered our bedroom and locked the door behind her. Her fury was simmering beneath the surface.
"Is there something wrong, dear?" Gina inquired, attempting to keep things light.
"Of course there's something wrong. That's why I'm here," Donna responded coldly.
"What's wrong? Please tell me."
"Don't play dumb with me. You both know those two were going at it like rabbits in Lubbock?" Donna's face was a mixture of anger and disappointment.
Gina and I looked at each other, worried and confused. "What were you talking about?"
"Amy admitted it." Donna's frustration was palpable.
"Amy? What happened in Lubbock?" I was a bit perplexed.
"They were fucked," Donna confirmed crudely, having somehow managed to discover Amy's activities in Lubbock.
"They did?"
"It was their agreement. We just found out about it recently," Gina said calmly.
"But he's got his eyes set on you now," Donna spat viciously, her jealousy boiling over. "You're okay with your wife fucking your son?"
Gina and I exchanged a glance, not entirely understanding what was going on but quickly coming to a realization.
"I'm sorry, what?" Gina pretended to be in the dark.
"I said 'What do you have to do to get fucked around here?'" Donna repeated, her tone growing more and more somber. She stared at the ceiling, frustrated and hurt.
"I can't believe this. She's fucking him and I'm fucking you," she almost hissed.
"I'm sorry, what?" Gina repeated.
"Can I watch?" Donna suddenly asked, as if it was the most casual thing in the world.
"Um, well, sure."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Donna unlocked it and opened it. "Come in. Maybe I can watch."
Jeff seemed bewildered. Amy grinned and said, "If you want to participate more than just watching, you need to get undressed."
Donna started removing her top, trying to reveal her breasts. I quickly stopped her, preventing her from showing everything.
Everyone stopped to watch me. "The rules state that you must be invited by one of your parents and there should be some kind of privacy. You guys knew about this but apparently didn't mention it? We all know each other closely enough to figure it out otherwise," I explained.
"Nobody informed me about any of this. The reaction on your faces gave it away," Donna replied. She only had half her shirt removed. "We know each other so well that lying won't work. If we can't find it out from one of you, we'll ask someone else." Donna continued trying to sell her story.
"That's a very pretty bra, Donna. Do you know where it's from?" Gina asked, focusing on her underwear.
"I believe it's from Victoria's Secret. They might have it on sale at the moment. Would you like to join us?"
"These are the rules we're following." Gina and I quickly explained the guidelines to Amy. We slowly undressed Donna while she lay on the bed. We teased her with our hands, lips, and tongues until she was completely bare. Amy began pleasuring Gina's pussy while I pleasured hers. Her taste was similar to her sister's. She enjoyed lots of tongue exploration before focusing on her clit where a little suction was all it took to break her orgasm. Gina was moaning right away.
Amy made Donna cum twice very quickly. Jeff convinced her to engage in a sixty-nine. Although he came before she did, he continued to please her. I made Gina lie on her back, placed Donna in the sixty-nine position, and slowly entered Donna while her mother ate her pussy. Meanwhile, Amy and Jeff reconciled, Jeff now having sex with Amy while she observed. Finally, Donna performed cunnilingus on Amy while being fucked from behind by Jeff.
"I'm sure the others will notice that I'm getting more attention than I have been," Donna commented.
"Don't tell anyone anything," Gina advised. "JJ and Matt might just be partners. It would be best to let them figure it out and then they can make their respective decisions."
"Emily will be upset that I'm getting more action than she does. The other two sisters would also fuck you if given a chance. They just talk about your father all the time. Emily also wants some of him. I've even slept with Trish and Katie. They've also joked about fucking your father."
Gina tried to calm the situation, "Let them come to their conclusions. If JJ and Matt are just trading partners, they might not be interested."
"You're right. They're sleeping with Emily, even if she refuses to admit it. Trish and Katie want what Jeff is getting from Mommy. I've had relations with Trish and Katie, they've only talked about your father constantly. Emily also wants some of him," Donna revealed.
Donna then climbed on top of Amy, playing with my balls. She made me hard again, then rolled over onto her back and asked, "Please fuck me again. Do it slowly so everyone can touch themselves."
I gently moved over her as the others stepped back to give us space. Gina continued fingering herself while sucking Jeff's cock. Amy aligned her pussy above Donna's face and began teasing her clit while I entered Donna and continued fucking her slowly. She was so soft and wet that I could hear squishing noises coming from her.
She was so attractive, with her hair all over her and her face twisted in pleasure. She kept saying, "I love you, Daddy," repeatedly. I reminded her, "I love you too, my sweet girl."
Amy and Jeff both reached their climax at the same time. Amy then finished the job for her mother, using three fingers to penetrate her while using her tongue to stimulate Gina's clit.
Donna stayed over for the night. After I awoke, she joined me in the shower. She kept dropping the soap, leading to me putting my cock into her pussy. It was a mesmerizing slow fuck.
Despite technically breaching the rules, Donna stimulated Gina and Amy to orgasms while giving Jeff a blowjob without any release from any of us. I was forced to watch without any involvement. It was worth it.
Donna left in the morning, before Emily arrived.
In the kitchen, Gina was busy preparing food while Jeff played video games in his room. Amy and I were watching TV.
Emily arrived, giving me a quick kiss. "Where's Mom?"
"She's in the kitchen," I responded. Emily impatiently walked over, exposing her uncovered nipples. "Amy."
Amy gazed at Emily's ass as she bent down. Her tongue unintentionally licked her lips as she marveled at Emily's body. She then simply welcomed her.
Emily entered the kitchen, where quiet chatter was going on. Suddenly, Gina called for me. "Jimmy, could you come here for a minute?" she asked.
"Certainly." What's happening now?
Emily sat at the island, leaning forward to expose her breasts. Gina was frantically drying a plate, averting her eyes from Emily.
"Sweetheart, tell your dad what you just told me."
"What's going on, Emily?" asked her curious father. Her nipples were hardening. She shifted on her stool.
"I believe Amy and Jeff are sleeping together."
"How do you arrive at that conclusion?" Her father was puzzled.
"They were acting strange on Sunday."
"I don't understand how you go from acting strangely to having sex."
"Because Jeff was all over Mom every time she breathed, and it was irritating Amy." Emily paused. "What was even more peculiar was that you witnessed this and didn't say anything."
"I did not."
"Mom was sitting there giving Jeff an erection and you two thought it was humorous." Emily tried to keep her voice down.
"Let's move to our room." Gina had heard enough.
She poked her head into the den to inform Amy of their need for a private conversation with Emily. I didn't hear her reply.
We headed to the back, locking the door behind us as Emily sat on the bed, while Gina stood by me.
"Well?" questioned Emily, our rebellious child. She was responsible for many of the rules we instated while raising our kids. She had no patience for adults' bickering; if anyone would figure out we knew what was happening, it would be her.
"Well what?"
"Mommy, are my mother and brother having sex? I knew they were, Jeff can't keep anything hidden."
"Baby -" I tried to interject.
"No, Dad. Don't try to explain. Are they having sex or not?"
"Yes." Gina spoke quietly.
"Really? Jeff is quick, I didn't think he could manage it. How was he able to pull it off?"
"That's personal info, Emily." Gina muttered.
"Well, Mommy, having sex with your kids is illegal, even if they're consenting adults. You were also present in the room, so my question is answered. How long has it been going on?" She rubbed her crotch through her shorts.
"This week." Gina replied softly.
"Wow, Jeff's fast, I didn't think he had what it takes. How did he manage it?"
"It's a little complicated, sweetheart." Gina muttered again.
"Meaning you fucked your son and daughter and had your cock suck your pussy while they were there? Did Jeff fuck you while you ate your daughters out?"
"Yes."
"Oh wow. So they get to be special. What about me? Can I also be special?"
"Of course, dear," I said, "but there are rules to follow. Rules you must adhere to."
"Let's hear them," Emily replied.
Gina and I went over the rules once more. She began massaging her pussy through her shorts as she listened. "Sounds fair," she concluded.
"Good. Now strip and play with yourself for your mom while I retrieve Amy and Jeff." I waited for her to remove her shirt and shorts, before instructing her to masturbate. Gina was sitting nearby, holding her hand down her shorts.
Jeff was masturbating in his room and Amy was watching the television when I found them. I brought them back to the bedroom, where Emily was near climax. As soon as Gina wrapped her lips around Jeff's cock, Emily came.
It didn't take long for Gina to finish Jeff off. She lay on her back and Emily positioned herself between her thighs. As she slowly and deliberately ate Gina, I slowly penetrated her still-wet vagina. She savored every movement, pushing back as much as she could. Gina came twice before sliding her hand over her clit.
I had Emily suck Jeff once more, making him hard again. Then I directed her to eat Amy. She watched as Gina and Amy sixty-nined. After that, I instructed her to clean my cock completely of all the pussy juices. I fucked Emily from behind while Jeff fucked Gina missionary, and Amy fingered herself.
We were lying contentedly all over the bed, recovering from our climactic sessions. Emily resumed her position next to me, gazing at the ceiling fan.
"I've heard rumors that JJ and Matt swap wives."
Blushing, Emily responded, "Yes, sometimes."
"So you participate as well. That makes you the first person in the family to have sex with everyone."
"You know the guideline: no one's allowed to have sex with anyone other than us in this room. I'm guessing they'll stop by tomorrow for their turn." Emily seemed embarrassed, so I smoothed her hair. "Hey, it appeared you've shared information about our activities. Donnie kind of revealed it. Please, don't tell them anything. Let them believe they're getting away with something for a while."
Amy and Jeff nodded while looking somewhat disappointed. We prepared dinner and after eating, Jeff and Gina occupied one couch. The rest, including me, huddled up on the other. While asleep, I remained unaware of whatever they were watching on the TV.
The next morning, everybody seemed subdued when I woke up. The kids requested to see me fuck Gina. We proceeded slowly, savoring each moment. Gina later sucked Jeff's penis, then I played with both girls.
We shared a rule — no sex on Sunday if JJ and Matt didn't make a move. Donna arrived at breakfast, looking for affection. I informed her to keep their suspicions at bay about what was happening. She reluctantly agreed.
Matt came around two in the afternoon, looking nervous. He seemed to be scanning Emily occasionally. Jeff and Katie showed up thirty minutes later, both appearing anxious. Iipped my coffee, trying to determine their intentions.
Sunday dinner had a strange vibe. While three of the kids appeared anxious about the situation, the other four seemed clueless. I dismissed it as sibling antagonism due to uncertainty.
The kids passed time in the den, watching a show until it ended. Later, Matt and JJ approached me as I headed for the bathroom.
"Hey, Dad. It's time we talk." I rose to the challenge.
"What's up, son?", I inquired.
"I'm not sure how to state this, but I think something's going on between Jeff and Mom." Matt appeared hesitant, eventually nodding. JJ entered, looking equally uneasy. "Dad, JJ and I think Mom is sleeping with Jeff."
"What exactly do you consider 'sleeping with'?", I inquired, hoping JJ would show originality in his statement.
"I mean, a romantic relationship?" Matt suggested hesitantly.
"Got it. Did JJ confirm this with you?"
With a nod, he replied, "Yes, sir. I guess it's only right you find out from us."
I remained silent, allowing Matt to reflect on his words. Finally, with frustration, he revealed, "JJ and I think there's an inappropriate relationship between Jeff and Mom."
"Despite speculations, are you suggesting incest?" I let my words linger, not to deceive, but to gauge their reaction, determined as the suspicions were.
Matt hesitated, nodding nervously. I then texted Gina for clarification. Shortly afterwards, she entered, joined by JJ, who locked the door behind him.
"Honey, they believe I'm sleeping with Jeff while you're possibly sleeping with their sisters.", I told Gina. "What's your reply to this?"
"Given that they're both sharing their spouses and my sisters, isn't it hypocritical of them to judge your actions?" JJ quickly sat down.
"Who told you?" A bewildered Matt immediately inquired.
"Marcy, my dear. But they're right, aren't they? Jeff and Amy are indeed engaging in this situation, and Jeff and I have had the pleasure of enjoying the company of all three daughters, including you, Donna."
Donna piped up, "That's true. There's more. Not only does Jeff sleep with your mother, but Jeff, Emily, and I have also indulged in a cousin relationship."
J.J. glanced at the carpet while Katie held his hand. "One evening, the six of us gathered, playing 'Truth or Dare'. Katie and Trish fantasized about having sex with Donnie and Emily. All of us wanted to watch them, so the game became racy immediately. Matt and I had found out our wives were cheating on us and we used to masturbate while they were having sex. I didn't know how to broach the topic of swapping, Matt never spoke of it, so we simply followed through.
"We had casually discussed it, just as a hypothetical scenario. So, Trish let it slip that we found Donnie and Emily attractive. If two women are great, four is better, isn't it? K.J. said to implement this. We started the game, began drinking, and discovered that none of them had been sexually active for a while. We commenced with simple dares, either Katie or Trish dared them to do something to us, the guys dared us to do something to them, and then Matt challenged Donnie to blow J.J.'s penis." There was a brief hesitation as Donna unintentionally coughed.
Katie continued. "Donnie considered it for a short period, approached J.J., unzipped his pants, and exposed his genitals. I dared Emily to perform oral sex on Matt, which she did. To our astonishment, Donnie dared Emily to let Matt penetrate her. J.J. and Donnie had intercourse, and we had intercourse with our spouses. I'm certain none of us have had that many strong orgasms in one night."
Matt then told the story. "The following week, Amy arrived at our party with Jeff, claiming that Mom and Jeff were behaving strangely. Of course, everyone else claimed it was a falsehood. Neither Mom nor Dad would commit adultery. Jeff appeared to be behaving differently but he's just Jeff. He had done something but would not disclose it. Jeff had not been informed of our arrangement because we knew he'd reveal it.
"The next day, Amy heard the raunchy sounds of sex emanating from the house. We all heard the audio. Mom has been acting peculiar with Jeff, and we're all trying to deduce what's occurring. The day Mom wore the sundress settled it. She appeared to be at ease with Jeff, and the rest of us were attempting to uncover the truth.
"I learned from your daughter that our theory was correct. I was infuriated at Jeff since I craved sex. He wouldn't have sex and wouldn't tell why. So I went to Daddy. I disclosed Amy's intentions and the dynamics of the situation. I anticipated a greater effort from Mommy.
Donnie mischievously threw a pillow at his sister. "I should've recognized they had caught on. I had become caught up in the excitement of bedding Mommy and Daddy. After witnessing Matt and J.J. having sex with our wives, I desired to watch Jeff copulate with Mommy." Everyone glanced at Emily, who kept her gaze fixed on the floor.
"They tricked me," said Emily. "But it was worth it. Daddy requested my assistance in setting you all up. Donna spilled the secrets, leading them to anticipate something from us."
J.J. raised his arms as if surrendering. "You win. What are the conditions?"
Gina and I had reconsidered some of the rules, as ten people would make the arrangements a bit complicated. "The primary two rules remain the same. Address me as 'sir' if you're a man, 'Daddy' if you're a woman. No sexual encounters with anyone outside the group. We do not discuss the group outside the ten of us. Katie and Trish are now your sisters and should be treated as such."
Gina added, "In this home, clothing is deemed optional. If you create a mess, clean it afterward. No intercourse in our bed unless one of us participates. Everywhere else is acceptable. Don't tamper with my belongings, purchase your own, mark them, and maintain them clean."
I scanned the room. "Are there any questions?" All eight shook their heads.
I released the buttons of her shorts and slid them downward. She was sans underwear, her hair neatly groomed. "Get rid of Mother's top and bra for your brother." She obliged, dabbling with Gina's teats prior to sucking them. Whilst Gina resat and parted her legs so JJ could begin kissing his route up her thighs, I took off Trish's shirt and unfastened her bra. I commenced sucking on her teats as I slowly fingered her pussy, that was currently damp with stirrings. Donna gazed on with expectation so I instructed Trish to strip her bare and dine on her until she climaxed.
Jeff was removing Katie's attire with Amy's aid whilst Katie reciprocated removing Amy's. Emily was already felating Matt's knob whilst he maneuvered with her tresses. Upon his stiffening, he sponsored her onto her back and intertwined himself between her hips, meticulously licking her fanny as she massaged her nipples.
Gina climaxed boisterously, hence I moved for JJ to sit down, I postured Gina on all fours in front of him, her face submerged in his crotch and his schlong in her gob, and I persistently fucked her from behind when she gobbled her eldest son's knob. He did not last for long, emitting noisily as she swallowed his emission. Donna climaxed so she swapped with Trish and Gina initiated licking her clit.
Katie smacked me on the shoulder, "May I come hither?" as she crouched in front of me and I planted my schlong into her humid pussy. I grasped her hips and initiated thrusting as Jeff lurched in front of her and she initiated nestling him.
When I viewed up, Gina was orally satisfying Matt whilst JJ rammed into her from the rear, his eyes shut in pure fulfillment. Siblings were dining on pussy all over the location. Amy put a stop to me so she could guide me to climax, relishing every drop I blasted into her mouth.
The final performance was among the hottest things I had ever witnessed. JJ was stretched out, Gina rooted in his schlong, Matt had his dick in her gob, and Jeff had grabbed the lube from our chamber and was gradually embedding his schlong into his mother's buttocks as she moaned and squirmed in wait. Katie had her lips encircling my schlong as Gina began slowly rocking, accepting all three of her sons simultaneously.
Matt climaxed first, that facilitated her screwing JJ and Jeff more easily. They both prohibited her from escalating the quickness. JJ climaxed next, inundating his mother with spunk. Jeff lastly climaxed as Gina devoured Donna to a very audible climax. Amy annihilated JJ's genitals whilst he caressed her touchingly and lovingly.
By eleven, everything was put back where it belonged and we cleaned up. Amy and Jeff moved to her room for bed, ceasing all activity. Everybody else left, and I walked Gina back to our room. We slaughtered in the bathroom and retired to our chambers. We both slept deeply, as well.
The scenario did not change appreciably after that. The youngsters still turned up sporadically. Sunday dinner became the Sunday dinner orgy. Gina and I continued to take pleasure in coupling during the workweek, if anything, even more than previously.
As I mentioned, it was an assurance Gina and I haven't regretted.
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