Ned couldn't believe how lucky he was.  Not too
long ago he'd been condemned to be sent away from his mother.
Now, he was about to have a bang with that very mother. He glanced
over at her.  She really was a magnificent-looking woman, what
with her sensitive face and fine, high bosom.  Those breasts were
covered by a nice green dress, but he could perfectly well imagine
what it would be like to take that dress off and caress the smooth
globes underneath.  The dress was of rather thin material, and he
thought he could make out just a hint of the nipples poking
through it.  His cock was a-tingle.
     He shifted his gaze to his sister, who was sitting there
looking a lot more demure than you'd imagine any girl would who'd
fucked her father only the night before.  It was funny how much
the girl looked like her mother.  Babs's beauty was of a really
voluptuous sort, what with her swelling curves and all. Nell was
just as beautiful in a similar way.  She was delicate and
graceful, but with big, soft knockers and very fine, silky hair.
Her breasts were perfect in shape, despite their size.  She
sometimes went without a bra, and when she did, the jiggle of her
globes was enough to make any man cream in his pants. They didn't
flop, though.  They were much too firm for that.  They just
jiggled, in the most tantalizing manner.
     When the last forkful of scrambled egg had been eaten, the
four of them went into the living room.  It was a better place for
an orgy than the bedroom, since there was more room than a bed
could offer. "Let's be civilized people," Dan said, "and have a
bottle of champagne before we start fucking."  He knew it would
loosen them up.
     The champagne was good, but Babs knew what would taste even
better - the spunk from her son's prick.  In order to tease the
men, she let her skirt ride up high on her thigh, revealing the
soft, kissable flesh.  Both men felt their pricks start to harden
at once.
     Nell certainly wasn't going to let herself be outdone by her
mother in the seduction department, so she pulled her legs up in
such a way as to totally reveal her panty-covered crotch.  Dan
started to drool at the sight.  He knew from his experience of the
previous night just what a delicious little pussy his daughter
had.
     Of course, the guys weren't the only ones who were doing the
looking.  The women were interested in seeing what effects their
exposed charms had, so they shot glances in the direction of Dan's
and Ned's pricks.  What they saw indicated they were going to have
a pretty good time.  There was a very definite bulge in each guy's
crotch where his tool pressed against the constraining fabric of
his pants. Both cocks were eager to get out into the open and bury
themselves in a nice wet twat.
     Nell licked her lips in silent appreciation.  That just made
the guys' tools stiffen up all the more.  Everyone was getting
hot, despite the cold champagne they were pouring down their
throats.  Nell's pussy felt damp, and she longed to have a male
tongue on it, licking up her fast-flowing juices.  Babs's cunt was
awash.  She always lubricated fast.
     She knew she couldn't wait much longer, so she moved her
hands up her skirt and pulled down her panties.  As she took them
off, she lifted a leg way in the air, so both guys got a full view
of her female charms.  As soon as Ned saw his mother's dainty pink pussy-
flesh, with the tufts of hair and the soft folds of the cunt-lips,
he thought he would shoot off then and there.  What turned Dan on
was the sight of his own son, staring at his mother's wet twat in
anticipation of driving his rod into it.  Dan suddenly realized
how very much he wanted to watch his wife get screwed by his son.
A family fuck was more exciting than any old fuck.
     Nell had no intention of being outdone by her mother.
Licking her lips, she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled one
delightful tit into the open.  She wasn't wearing a bra.  She
cupped the boob in her hand and bent her head over to lick it.
Both guys gave a shudder of excitement as they saw her dainty
tongue dart over the pink surface of her hard little nipple.  The
guys were taking their clothes off now too.  Their hands were
straining, and everyone knew that none of them could wait much
longer.
     "If you don't mind," Dan said to his daughter, "I'd like to
wait a second with you to get a good view of Mom and Ned
screwing."
     "That's okay," she said with a laugh, "I sort of wanted to
watch too.  We'll put on a pretty good show for them, don't you
think, Dad?"  She gave a seductive little wink.
     "Well, Ned," Babs said, "it looks like we're going to have
quite an audience.  We'd better cook up something nice for them.
Any ideas?"
     "Yeah," he blushed.  "Why don't you get on your hands and
knees, Mom.  I'll be back in a second.  He ducked into the
bathroom on the first floor and returned in a second, his prick
glistening.
     "Hair cream," he explained.
     Babs was waiting expectantly for what she figured would be a
dog-style fuck.  She was surprised that Ned had chosen something
as conventional as that, seeing as they did have an audience this
time around.  She knew he could fuck a lot of weird ways. Ned
positioned himself behind her, and the others bent over to get a
good view of the action.  Babs couldn't understand why Ned was
giggling.  She did know her hot cunt was burning like hell.
     She felt the tip of Ned's tool.  But it did not press against
her cunt-lips.  It pressed against her bung-hole!  He was entering
her asshole!  That explained the hair cream.  She couldn't very
well lubricate up her own ass.  It also explained the giggles of
her daughter.  Nell knew her mother was expecting her hot cunt to
be rammed from the rear.
     At first Babs wasn't sure she would like being butt-fucked.
It was one sexual experience she'd managed never to have.  But the
feeling of her son's hard-on sliding through her tight little anus
changed her mind in a hurry.  Somehow, as the cock forced its way
in, it made her feel very relaxed.  She couldn't understand why,
but it did.  Maybe it was the joy of having her boy in her body
again.  That was one of the great pleasures Babs found in getting
fucked by her son.  Also, it felt fine to have a fat cock sliding
into her butt like that.
     Ned had to concentrate to keep from coming.  The idea of
screwing his mother up the ass was very exciting, and the
sensation provided by her tight asshole stimulated the hell out of
his tool.  He loved the feel of his mother's soft white asscheeks
on his loins.
     "Neat!" Nell said.  From the look on her face, Dan could see
that his cute little daughter wouldn't be content till she'd been
fucked in the ass by her father.  Well, he was sure he could
manage that, and enjoy it, too.
     "You like it, Mom?" Ned asked, ass-humping away.
     "M-m-m-m," she purred, as she felt the rhythmic strokes of
her son's dick in her ass.
     Except for the difference in the hole used, the action was
just like the dog-style fucks they had enjoyed many times
together.  Both were already proficient at it.  Ned reached
forward and cupped his mother's tits while pistoning her shit
chute with his whanger.
     Nell, watching with rising passion, felt a delightful
pressure on her clit, and realized that she was feeling up her own
cunt.  Well, it felt so nice she decided to continue.  Dan was
stroking his whanger - the sight of his son giving it to his wife
up the ass had him so excited he could hardly breathe - but he was
being careful with it.  He wanted to save his first big come of
the day for Nell, and as a result he didn't want to stroke his
meat to an orgasm right now.  Little Nell was multiorgasmic, so
there was no reason for her not to whack off.  She watched her
brother's prick sliding in and out of her mother's ass, and her
own cunt boiled.
     Ned was working his mother's a-hole with nice, easy strokes.
They made Babs feel very contented, yet something seemed to be
lacking for her, some fucked-like-crazy feeling.  Both of them
realized at once what it was.  The sensation of Ned's prick in her
ass was almost as nice as what it usually did to her cunt, but
there wasn't any real cunt stimulation.  The cunt-lips weren't
being pulled back and forth across her fun-button, and though she
was being given a nice, contented feeling, she wasn't being built
up to any terrific peak of excitement.  Her cunt wasn't jumping.
     To correct the situation, Ned reached a hand around and
started to finger his mother's clit ... and one lonesome cunt-lip,
"M-m-m-m, heavenly," she said, as she felt the pressure of his
fingers on her delicate woman-flesh.  He pulled lightly on the
cunt-flap and slid his fingers into her hole.  This meant she was
getting action in both holes at once, and she was just loving it!
     The only trouble would be to make their comes simultaneous.
When they were fucking with Ned's prick in her pussy, the
excitement of feeling the cunt spasming was a push that sent him
over the top.  It excited his dick.  Now his manual stimulation
would tell his fingers how excited she was.
     He was sliding his hard prick against the taut lining of her
dung-tube, and it wouldn't be long till he was coming.  He knew
it.  He went to work like crazy with his fingers on her twat.  Her
puss was alive.  His balls ached.  His prick was stiff and ready
to shoot jism all over the place.
     "Fuck me!  Fuck me!  Fuck me!" his mother gasped.  He pressed
his fingers against her clit, and got a violent shudder in return.
He knew that doing it a couple of times would bring her off.  She
was ready whenever he was, her cunt a smoldering volcano.
     He was pretty well there, too.  Just a couple of strokes more
would do it.  His cock plumbed her shit chute.  One more stroke
would be enough!  He slid his prick slowly, slowly, slowly out of
her ass while she moaned in excitement.  Then, back in he went,
really hard this time.  He felt his prick give a special little
quiver, and he knew what was about to happen.  He pressed his
fingers against his mother's clit, squeezing it tenderly while he
drove his shaft the rest of the way home.  He rammed it up her ass
as hard as he could.
     The shock hit him the same moment it hit her, and then they
were both coming together, really coming hard, her crotch
trembling against his hand and his prick shooting its load up his
mother's asshole, which clutched at his tool in excitement.  He
ass-humped her like a maniac, frigging away at her clit.
     Nell was coming too, her little cunt exploding in hot come-
joy.  She had fingered herself to orgasm while watching the
fascinating spectacle of her brother fucking her mother up the
ass.  As for Dan, he had to exert a lot of self-control to keep
his cock from spewing.  The little show they were putting on had
excited him even more than his daughter.  His long bone waved like
Galahad's lance.  The knob was swollen purple.
     Ned withdrew his tool from his mother's ass, giving her a
gentle pat on the rump as he did so.  "How did you like it?" he
asked.
     "It was really nice," she said, "but I think I prefer it in
the cunt."
     Ned went off and cleaned his prick, and then the four of them
had some more champagne.  As it was, Dan was just about bursting
with his need for a come, but he wanted to prove himself a guy
with self-control.  The topic of conversation was fucking. Ned and
his mother compared notes on the sensations the little anal
interlude had given them.  Nell was in a bit of a quandary.  The
butt-fuck that her mother had gotten was nice, and she was eager
to receive the same thing from her father.  However, she wanted to
put on a new show for her mother and brother.  Also, the time
element was on her mind.  She knew that Dan had asked her uncle
Joe, the plumber, to come over and fix a pipe that leaked in the
kitchen.
     "Dad," she said, "I'll bet you've fucked twice as many women
as you can remember.  Tell me, can you think of any offbeat
positions that'll make us come fast?  Let's put on a real quick
fuck show."
     "Ever been fucked sitting in a chair?"
     "No, but I'd sure like to find out what it's like."
     "Okay, a chair it is."  The four of them swallowed the last
of their champagne, and Dan went into the dining room.  He
returned carrying one of the dining room chairs.
     "For this position," he explained, "you need a chair that
doesn't have any arms ... plus one cock and one cunt."  He placed
the chair in the middle of the living room, while Ned and Babs
looked on eagerly.  They were really curious to see just what this
position was going to involve.  As for Nell, she could feel little
drops of pussy-fluid oozing down her thighs.
     "You're getting wet, Sis," Ned said, noticing the droplets.
     "You're not kidding.  My cunt's on fire."
     Her father sat down in the chair, holding his hard prick in
the air with his right hand.  Nell was a bright girl, and
immediately caught on to what the position required.  She placed a
leg on either side of his legs, then sat in his lap, aiming her
pussy at his bone.
     She felt his cock-knob prod against her cunt-lips, then slip
into her body.  There was something nice about being impaled on
her Dad's cock.  It made her feel very, very feminine, like a
little girl again. Down she went, until she was resting on Daddy's
lap, her buttocks pressing slightly on his balls.  The nice thing
about fucking this way, compared to the old one, was that their
faces were so close together. She opened her mouth slightly, and
her father responded by kissing her tenderly.  Her cunt erupted.
Here she was, kissing and fucking Daddy.  It was the dream of her
young life.
     It was so nice that the two of them prolonged the kissing for
several minutes more, Nell stroking her father's head, and his
hands cupping and caressing her breasts.  As Babs watched this
loving scene, she felt her clit stiffen and her cunt get wetter.
She was getting the same kind of thrill her husband had gotten
only a few minutes earlier.  It wasn't just the fact that her
husband had his prick in his daughter's cunt, it was also the
loving way he was kissing and fondling her, the strong affection
he felt for her.  It was very exciting to Babs, and her cunt was
coming alive once more.
     Nell really felt horny now, and much as she liked the kisses
she was getting, she needed something more substantial.  She'd
figured out what the position involved, so without more ado, she
raised herself slowly, pressing her feet against the floor and
straightening her legs.  Then, when almost all of her father's
prick was exposed, she slid back down, swallowing his hard-on with
her cunt.
     "Wow, you really know how to fuck!" Dan said as he felt the
delicious pressure of his daughter's cunt-walls on his whanger.
She had a natural aptitude for fucking.  Everything about the way
she moved her body, about the way her pussy clutched at his meat,
was fantastic.  Because she faced him, he had all the fun he
wanted with her tits.  He started out squeezing and caressing
them, gently pinching the hard nipples.  Then, bending his neck,
he started to lick them, shifting his attention from one little
rosebud to the other.  His daughter's slender body rode up and
down like that, but he pulled her right nipple into his mouth and
began to suck on it.  He used his hand to stimulate the other
nipple.  He remembered having been told years ago by a sex
partner, "One thing a gal dislikes is having one tit stimulated
while the other is ignored.  It makes you feel unbalanced," she
had said.  He pictured her as he fucked Nell, a big-titted beauty
he had picked up on one of his business trips.  He had learned
something from every girl he ever fucked.
     Now he was using all his skill on his lovely - and equally
big-breasted-daughter.  Each movement of Nell's body sent her
father's prick sliding deep into her.  Her cunt walls felt like
they were going to melt, her clit was ringing like a fire alarm,
and as for those breasts of hers which her father just wouldn't
leave alone, well, she couldn't remember when they had ever been
so excited.
     Her cunt felt like a watch being wound tighter and tighter.
She knew that something had to go, and had to go soon.  Her clit
seemed to shudder.  This was it, whether her father was ready or
not.  She hoped that he was, but she knew there was no way she
could hold herself back any longer.
     In fact, Dan was more than ready.  For the last minute or so
he'd been taking deep breaths and doing all sorts of other things
to try and delay his come.  He knew he was right on the brink.  Up
she went, and then down.  She had hardly slid more than halfway
down the length of his rod when suddenly her cunt began to blow,
and his prick erupted right in the middle of it.  All the tension
that had been built up during the fuck, during the tit-play,
during Ned's and Babs's bit before, suddenly released itself in a
series of convulsive heaves as his tool fired its load of hot gunk
deep into the pretty pink cunt of his daughter.
     Nell kept ramming up and down on her father's rod, the stiff
and throbbing pole greased now with a mixture of his and her sex
fluid.  With each downward thrust of her body she experienced a
wave of orgasmic pleasure, and he fired a gob of goo into her
cunt.  She threw her head back in ecstasy, eyes closed, hands
clenched uncontrollably.  "O-h-h-h," she moaned.  "O-h-h-h."
     Dan's heavy breath was nearly as loud as her moans as he
thumped his hips upward to meet the thrusts of her body.  Again
and again he came off, thrills of pleasure washing over him.  He
was completely unaware of anything else, even the audience that
watched in fascination.
     Babs had been beating herself off, watching.  She thought
that doing so would get her so worked up that her next fuck would
really be fantastic, but she nearly went off as she saw her
daughter trembling and shaking, impaled on her father's cock.  The
sight had Ned turned on too.  He found his sister very sexy, and
could imagine how much fun his father was having firing his spunk
into her pussy.
     Finally, the last come-waves finished washing over Nell and
Dan, and she lifted herself off him.  Babs, standing behind her
daughter, could see between her legs, could see the prick
disengage bit by bit before flopping down slimy onto his belly.
As it came out of Nell's cunt, quite a bit of cunt-juice and semen
flowed out of her pussy-hole and down her thigh.
     "That," Nell said to her father, "was one great fuck in the
cunt!"



                            Chapter 6

     Now that everyone had come at least once, they decided to
wait a bit before moving into the next round of fucking games.
They sat on the living room chairs - cocks and cunts hanging out -
sipped champagne and chatted.
     "One thing I can't figure," Nell said as she stroked her
long, glossy hair.  "How come we don't all feel guilty?  I mean,
isn't fucking your relatives the greatest taboo, the unspeakable
sex act?  We all seem to be having a pretty fucking good time."
     "That's because you're so hot, Sis," Ned said.  "As long as
that little pussy of yours is getting banged, you don't worry
about anything."
     "You prick," she laughed.
     "Well," Babs said, "when Dan walked in on Ned and me, I must
admit that I didn't feel so great.  I mean, I'd been worrying
about it before that, but seeing him standing there in the
doorway, white with rage ... it got to me."
     "I could have wrung your neck, I was so angry," Dan said with
a laugh.  It was now apparent that he was glad his wife and son
had opened up incestuous fucking for the Marshal family.  He gave
a glance in the direction of his beautiful naked daughter.  There
was something he wouldn't want to do without ... Nell's cunt.
     "You don't feel bad about it now, do you, Mom?" Nell asked.
     "Oh, no.  I mean, the only reason I felt bad before was that
I'd hurt Dan.  But now that we're fucking together, I think it
makes a very interesting change for all of us."
     "Of course," Nell said, "it's funny how something dramatic is
necessary to make you understand how you really feel.  I'd felt
hot for Dad's cock for quite some time.  I didn't ignore my
feelings or anything. Mostly they came out as admiration and
things like that.  When I was near him my pussy would tingle, but
it never occurred to me that what I wanted more than anything was
his thick meat in my box. Then, when I heard how he was going to
send Ned away, the idea occurred to me that maybe the best way to
get him to change his mind would be to give him a bit of my cunt.
It was then that I realized what it was I wanted from him.  I
longed for my father's cock in my cunt."
     "Speaking of what people want," Babs said to Ned, "what do
you want to do now?  I feel horny after watching your sister and
father go at it hammer and tongs like they did."
     "How about a sixty-nine?  I suck your cunt; you suck my
cock."
     "Maybe later.  Not that it doesn't sound nice, but don't
forget I haven't had any of that meat of yours in my cunt yet
today, and my pussy might have withdrawal symptoms if I make it
wait much longer for some of that cream of yours.  I need a thick
cock up my cunt."
     "Well, how about a regular missionary fuck, then?"
     "Yeah, that's the ticket, a straight fuck.  I don't know
about the rest of you, but sometimes I think the missionary is
about the most satisfying position of all.  You aren't all worried
about getting everything right like you are with some of the
tricky stuff. You just fuck and have a good time."
     Nell nodded her head in agreement.  Babs turned to her son
and said, "Okay, lover boy, let's get with it."  She lay back on
the floor, legs spread, cunt gaping.
     It hadn't been long since he'd come in her ass, but that
didn't keep his prick from getting stiff.  The sight of his
mother's delicate pink cunt-lips and hard little clit were enough
to put starch in any guy's cock.  He lay on top of her, jockeying
his prick into position.  She gave a little sigh of delight.
     "It's so nice to feel your body resting on my tits," she
said.
     He pulled his hips up so the knob of his prick was resting
against her cunt-lips.  Then, with a quick movement, he sent the
tool sliding in.  He felt his mother's hands clutch at his back as
his meat slid into her, filling up her quim.  Then, she lifted her
legs and crossed them over his back.  He knew she'd never decided
what she liked better: legs down or legs up.  Legs up tickled her
clit more.  Maybe her favorite version of the missionary was with
the legs locked over his back.  It made her cunt feel a lot
tighter, which was nice for both of them, but it was also more
tiring for her.  Sometimes she went for one, sometimes the other.
Either way she was a great fuck.
     He pressed his dick in as far as it would go.  When he really
rammed in, the tip of his prick was just touching her womb-hole.
That always made both of them feel excited, because it showed how
deeply he'd gone, what a big prick he had.  It made him feel
masculine, while the sensation of total penetration it gave his
mother made her feel totally cock-plugged. Ned rested his prick
there for a second, then started to pump her cunt.  He used long,
easy strokes, taking his time, just sliding gently back and forth,
while her body rocked slightly from side to side.  It was very
nice for both of them: cock and cunt were a-tingle.
     It was also nice for the two spectators, who found the fuck
interesting indeed.  They couldn't see Ned's prick, of course,
since it was hidden by Babs's thighs, but just the movement back
and forth of his body let them visualize perfectly what was going
on. It was a first-class cunt-fuck, and they dug it as much as the
ass-fuck they'd seen before.
     There was no way for Ned to get his mother's boobs, since
they were pressed under him.  About all he could manage was
slipping his hands between the tits and her chest, no big turn-on
for either of them.  To make up for that he concentrated on
licking his mother.  His tongue darted everywhere, as it pressed
against her tongue, then against the roof of her mouth.  His
tongue was like a small, flexible cock, fucking her mouth.
     He was picking up speed, now, really laying his tool to her
cunt, and she was responding with little movements of her hips
that increased the pleasure for both of them.  Her cunt seemed to
clutch at his dick with every thrust he made, as he heaved his ass
back and forth.  She could hardly breathe, she felt so excited by
the pressure of her son's bone inside her, by the delicious
feeling in her clit every time her cunt-lips tugged at it.
     "Make me come!" she yelled.  "Make me come!  I've got to
come!  Make me come!"
     He couldn't stand waiting much longer himself, and he started
to buck away inside her.  Cock in cunt, he banged away.  Suddenly
he felt his mother's spasms as she came in great heaves.  It
excited him so, that he felt his cock shoot off in the hot, wet
cave of her cunt.  He was shooting, spurting, in the heaving cunt,
then trembling to a slowing pace.  Finally they lay still in each
other's arms.
     "That was quite a fuck!" Babs gasped, as the spasms finally
stopped tearing through her body.
     "You're not kidding, Mom," he said.  "A hell of a fuck!"
     They unlocked their bodies and got up.  They both seemed
unsteady on their feet.  They had both had such wild comes.  "See
what I meant about a missionary fuck," Babs said.  "A straight
fuck is a great fuck."
     "But do you like it better than the others?" her son asked,
as a big gob of come dripped off the end of his cock.
     "Who knows?  They're all great."
     "There are very few ways of fucking that aren't great," Dan
interjected.  "I was just wondering how my daughter and I might
fuck next."