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Motherfucker
by rache

Copyright 2010 Rachael Ross All rights reserved rache696@yahoo.com
Intended for adults only
See chapter one for codes and synopsis

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Motherfucker
by rache


Chapter Four


I sat at the kitchen table doing some homework and trying to ignore my
mom as she prepared dinner. I don't mean ignoring her totally, we were
kind of talking about ordinary normal things, but I struggled not to
watch her move around the kitchen. Mom still wore her charcoal
business suit, a well-tailored one that looked a lot more modest than
it really was.

The pencil skirt seemed to hug her perfect ass and thighs. The blazer
hid nothing of her slender waist and firm, generous breasts. Even her
calves looked sexy and toned as she hadn't taken off her high heeled
shoes yet. I could hear them clicking on the linoleum and they had
thin straps and tiny buckles and open toes. I'd never imagined a
woman's feet could look sexy, but...

"Lucy! I'm home!" Dad said loudly as he opened the kitchen door and I
about leaped out of my chair. He always said that when he came home
from work, but for some reason it still surprised me.

"Hi Dear," Mom smiled at him as if everything was perfectly normal.
"Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes...Oh!"

"Hey Motherfucker!" Wendy giggled and pushed past my dad to give me a
hug before I could do anything but blink at her.

"I brought company," Dad shrugged at the look on his wife's face and
for all Mom's sorta kind words an hour before, I could see Wendy
hadn't been lying...My mom hated my girlfriend.

"Miss me?" Wendy giggled, kissing my cheek with her arms wrapped
around my chest. "What are you working on?"

"Calculus," I replied, still trying to grasp the idea that my dad had
picked her up on the way home.

"I'll go wash-up," Dad told nobody in particular and he seemed pleased
as punch.

"I sucked him off in the car again," Wendy said with a grin, loud
enough for my mom to hear. "See?"

"Umph!" I almost choked as Wendy kissed me on the mouth, shoving her
tongue between my lips and wriggling it around.

"Kids!" Dad chuckled as he left the kitchen and I wasn't sure if I
could taste his semen on Wendy's tongue or not, but I really hoped I
couldn't!

I didn't really want to kiss her at all, especially not with my mom
standing right there watching us! But somehow, for some insane reason,
I kissed her back. I didn't shove Wendy away like the outraged voice
in my head told me to. I followed her tongue into her mouth instead,
French kissing the girl I loved and wishing I didn't. I felt helpless
around her and I always had, much like I felt with my mom actually.
They both owned me and even if I occasionally mustered the strength to
push her away like I had in the library, Wendy refused to quit. She'd
keep coming back and wearing me down and...

"Oh, Wendy..." Mom's voice seemed to break the spell and I turned my
head, breaking our kiss, "...I think I have something of yours."

"Mine?" Wendy looked at her, breathing hard and licking her lips.

"Yeah," Mom smiled sweetly as she pulled up her skirt and started
pushing Wendy's cheer shorts down her thighs. "I'm afraid I didn't get
a chance to wash them, but...I don't think a girl like you will mind."

She stepped out of the red nylon and Mom hadn't cleaned herself at all
after we'd fucked. Her cummy pussy had been leaking our mixed cum for
well over an hour and we could see the large stain as it darkened the
crotch.

"Here you go," Mom giggled, kind of throwing the shorts at Wendy's
tits and the girl had no choice but to catch them.

"Thank you," Wendy smiled brightly, but her voice dripped with
sarcasm. "I must have left them in Jimmy's car."

"Oh, you poor little girl," Mom sighed theatrically. "You must spend a
fortune a panties."

"Not like you, huh?" Wendy giggled and threw the shorts back at her.
"You can keep them. I don't think the smell will ever wash out."

"Maybe you try soap sometime," Mom said, wadding up the nylon into a
sticky red ball.

"And maybe you should try kissing my ass!" Wendy retorted loudly and
that girl had a temper, but so did my mom and this would get ugly fast
if I didn't do something.

"Wendy! Mom!" I stood up, sorta taking Wendy by the hips to make some
room. "I'll, uh...set the table. Okay?"

"I'll help you," my girlfriend said cheerfully, turning away from my
mom as if daring her to bean her in the back of the head with those
shorts.

"Good idea," Mom smiled at me and thankfully opened the cabinet
beneath the sink and threw Wendy's cheer shorts in the trash.

This wasn't the first time Wendy had been over to my house for dinner,
not by a long shot. Since we'd started dating a year before, she'd
been over a hundred times probably, and Mom and Wendy had always been
nice to each other, or at least polite, but now the gloves were off. I
didn't completely understand it either, except I believed what Wendy
had told me about Mom being jealous of her. That made sense, I
suppose, since Mom plainly wanted to be my girlfriend and she
couldn't.

But that was insane and I really didn't want to examine my own
feelings for my mom at all. I mean, I'd fucked her and liked it. I'd
even loved her and not like a son is supposed to. I'd loved her like I
loved Wendy and that was a whole other world too! I didn't want to
love Wendy, but I was stuck with her in my heart and I ached inside
while she sat next to my dad and smiled at him and whispered and fed
him spaghetti with her own fork. God! She even had her left hand under
the table and I knew what she had to be doing.

I could see Wendy's shoulder moving with a steady, gentle rhythm and
Dad would smile and grunt softly every now and again, sipping his
water and pretending like my girlfriend didn't have her fingers
wrapped around his cock. Wendy jerked him off all through dinner,
sitting directly across from me and giving me her sapphire eyes and a
wicked, pouting smile.

What could I do though? Mom sat next to me and I'd barely started
eating when I felt her fingers tugging my zipper down. She freed my
semi-hard cock while talking to Dad about getting the gutters cleaned
before winter started. Mom worked my prick to full erection, pumping
me slowly as Wendy invited us to come watch her cheerleading team
compete in some sort of contest. Her parents would be there and
afterwards we could all go out for dinner together, Wendy's family and
mine.

"Oh! Won't that be fun!" Mom smiled as she played her thumb across the
tip of my cock, smearing precum around the head and making me squirm
at the sensation.

"It'll be amazing!" Wendy nodded happily and I had no doubt they were
just mocking each other.

"Oops!" Mom dropped her fork. "Clumsy me...Just sit right there, Jimmy.
I'll get it."

I swallowed hard and felt my face burning as Mom went to her knees,
not completely under the table, but enough so she could take my cock
into her mouth. She didn't have a lot of headroom either and the heavy
dining table sorta thumped as Mom bumped her head and then offered us
a muffled giggle. She couldn't do a lot of bobbing up and down, but
that didn't matter. Mom seemed to be content with holding the head of
my cock in her warm wet mouth and jerking me off with her hand. I
wasn't complaining about it, but I did feel very uncomfortable as
Wendy frowned and Dad grinned at me.

"Darn! I dropped my fork too," Wendy sighed. "Be right back."

My girlfriend disappeared beneath the table and Dad shifted with a
soft grunt and then a happy sigh as I heard the muffled slurping sound
of Wendy's mouth around his dick. She had a little more room too,
since my dad sat a bit further back from the table than me, and I
could see the top of Wendy's head as she worked her mouth rapidly up
and down my father's erection.

"So, uh...Had any ideas for that science fair next month?" Dad asked me
and I almost laughed. We were both getting blowjobs! My girlfriend was
sucking him off while his wife washed my dick with her tongue!

"N-Not yet," I stammered, barely getting those two words out as I
tried to sit still and not jam my cock into my mother's mouth like I
wanted to. Fuck! Her mouth felt so good it was unbelievable!

"Well, I'm sure...Uh! Ohhh..." He looked down with a grin. "Jesus! Wendy...
Mmmm..."

I sorta frowned at that, wondering what the girl might be doing down
there. It made me jealous, sort of, but mostly I didn't know what I
felt. Embarrassed for sure and guilty too, nervous and excited, and
like I was going to cum any second as Mom must have heard Dad's happy
groans and decided to give me something special as well.

"Ohhh!" I gasped and sat back in my chair, as far back as I could, so
I could see Mom's nose disappearing inside the open fly of my pants.

More importantly though, my cock had disappeared inside her mouth! All
of it, every inch, and I had to reach for her head as I felt the
muscles of her throat seem to ripple along the shaft of my cock. She'd
swallowed around the glans and taken the entire length somehow and she
shook her head from side to side with a muffled moan before pulling
off just enough to catch her breath. And then she did it again!

"Deep throat?" Dad wondered and I could only give him a blank look,
but Mom must have done that for him before and I guess he knew what I
was feeling.

I didn't last long at all after Mom started doing the deep throat
thing and I didn't know for sure, but I suspected Wendy was doing the
same thing for my dad, or at least trying to. He seemed pretty happy
with her anyway and about the time I drew a sharp breath and held it
against the unbearable joy of pumping hot sperm straight into my
mother's tummy, Dad started cumming too.

"Ahhhh...Bitch! Eat it!" Dad grunted and he liked to say stuff like
that, I guess, but I didn't say much of anything. I only arched my
back and hissed between my gritted teeth.

After I'd finished cumming a short time later, Mom put my cock back
inside my pants and zipped me up with a breathless giggle. Her face
had turned pink and damp with sweat and I suppose deep throating a
large cock wasn't easy. She looked happy though and I just felt kinda
numb in my balls. They were empty! If we kept having this much sex,
I'd be dead by the end of the week, I thought. Three huge orgasms in
one day? Yeah, I could do it, but for how many days in a row, I
wondered. And then I thought it might be kinda fun to find out.

"Found it!" Wendy said, holding up her fork and panting for air. She
had a thin glaze of milky semen around her smile and one large drop of
the stuff dangling dangerously from her chin.

"Mine too!" Mom giggled, rising beside me with her own fork and she
hadn't spilled a drop of cum. "Oh dear! Do you need a napkin, Wendy?"

"Hmmm...Oh!" Wendy scraped the warm jism off her chin and looked at it.
"No, that's okay..." she licked her finger clean with her milky tongue,
"...you should serve this more often, it's a lot better than your
spaghetti."

Mom's only reply to that was to reach for her glass of water, but
before she could throw it in Wendy's face my dad stood up and placed
himself between them.

"It was delicious," he said, smiling at Mom. "I'm sure she didn't mean
anything, did you, Wendy?"

Dad turned his eyes on my girlfriend and I'd seen that look before,
the one that meant I'd better behave or else!

"Huh? Oh...It was, um...great," Wendy nodded, looking a little surprised,
I thought. "Maybe you can give me the recipe sometime."

"Of course," Mom smiled at her. "A girl has to know how to cook if
she's going to keep her husband happy."

"Is that your secret?" Wendy giggled and looked like she wanted to add
something else, but Dad was already pulling her from the dining room.

"What a wonderful girlfriend you have," Mom sighed and then burped.
"Oh!" She covered her mouth and blushed. "Sorry."

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"I think it's time we had a little man-to-man," Dad said as he took a
seat on my desk chair.

"Okay, um..." I knotted the towel around my waist nervously. "I was just
going to take a shower and...Where's Mom and Wendy?"

"Having a heart-to-heart," he replied with careless grin. "That's what
girls call it, you know."

"Sure," I nodded without completely understanding, but I got the idea.
They needed to have a talk, that's for sure!

"It's like World War Three between those two, huh?" he laughed and so
did I.

We're a lot alike, my dad and me, but different as well. I'd gotten my
looks from him anyway, kind of a rugged outdoorsy face that looked
better at thirty than it did at sixteen probably. Dad possessed a lean
body, not athletic really, but just naturally fit and as I said, he
looked like he belonged on a horse or something. We have the same dark
hair, not black but dark brown to go with our eyes. He's a handsome
guy, what I can say? And I suppose that's why he'd ended up with a hot
wife like Mom and now he had my cheerleader girlfriend all over him.

But it's our personalities that really set us apart, I think. Dad's
more outgoing than me, or maybe easy going is a better way to say it.
He gets along with anybody and I don't think I've ever seen or heard
him argue with anyone, not even my mom. They always got along great,
which was one reason I felt so confused. I'd grown up like all
children, thinking my parents were perfect and their lives were
flawless. Of course, as we all learn eventually, they never are.

"Karen...your mom..." Dad cleared his throat as I sat on the edge of my
bed, "...loves you a lot, Jim. I guess you figured that out already."

"Sorta," I smiled and hoped I didn't look as nervous as I felt.

"She told me about it," he continued. "She explained her feelings and
she was pretty worried about them at first."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah," Dad said. "She thought maybe she should leave."

"Leave?" I blinked at him. "You mean leave us?"

"Yeah. She didn't want to hurt you and, well...I talked her out of that
in a hurry!" he laughed. "What the hell would we do without her around
here?"

"I don't know," I answered truthfully.

"Me neither," Dad nodded. "So, I encouraged her. I told your mom that
she ought to be happy and if you're happy with it, then...

"If I'm happy having...sex?"

"Sex, yeah." Dad grinned at me. "What do you think we're talking
about?

"I just..." I shrugged and finally had to say it. "She's your wife
though!"

"And I'm having sex with your wife," he said with a chuckle. "Well,
fiancé anyway. Did you ask Wendy to marry you yet?"

"Not really," I answered. "We're just sixteen, so..."

"Talked about it though," Dad said. "You'll marry her. She loves you,
no doubt about that."

"She's got a funny way of showing it," I replied sullenly, looking
down at my hands.

"You mean all those other boys?" he asked, leaving himself out of it
like he didn't count somehow.

"Yeah."

"Just a phase probably," Dad shrugged and I almost laughed, but he
seemed serious. "Girls do that sort of thing sometimes. Lord knows
your mom laid enough pipe to reach Mexico!"

"What?"

"Back home, your mother was the biggest slut in town," he told me with
a shrug. "Maybe the whole state. That little girl loved to fuck!"

"But...Mom? My mom?"

"Heh!" he laughed. "Hard to believe, huh? She dresses so nice, works
at the bank, vice-president of the PTA and all that. Nobody would ever
guess Karen could take eight...ten guys a night easy."

"Uhhh..."

"All at once sometimes," Dad said. "That tight fifteen-year-old body
of hers...Jesus! Your mom was a great little fuck, Jim."

I just looked at him as my father seemed to stare off at nothing for a
moment.

"Anyway," he said, suddenly slapping my leg. "She grew out of that
finally and settled down and wouldn't you know it? After fucking half
the dicks in town, she ended up pregnant with my baby."

"Me?"

"Yeah you!" Dad chuckled. "I was dating a girl named Lonnie back then.
Real cute too, a real sweet girl, you'd have liked her. She had braces
and a tight ass..."

"You weren't dating Mom?"

"Hell no!" he said with a surprised look. "With her reputation? I just
happened to bump into her one night at a party and she was a little
drunk and I was a lot drunk and...Well, Karen gave me a long hard fuck
for old time's sake, you know."

"Oh."

"Evidently the rubber broke, although I don't really remember having
one," he told me. "Your mom insists though and I'm not one to cry over
spilled milk anyway. So, nine months later we were standing at the
altar."

He got that faraway look again and I felt kind of dizzy.

"Should have seen her in that wedding dress," he finally said. "Looked
like she'd swallowed a pumpkin, but your mom sure looked sexy all full
of baby like that."

"I bet," I agreed numbly.

"She wore white too," Dad told me. "Some folks objected, but her
garter was pink anyway. We wanted to wait until after you were born,
since your mom felt a little self-conscious, you know. But I wanted a
legitimate son to my name and I think her folks were just happy
somebody wanted to marry the girl."

"Did you love each other?"

"And two days later her water broke...Huh? Oh...Well, love kinda grows on
a person after awhile," he shrugged. "I learned to love her and now I
couldn't imagine being married to anyone else."

"But..."

"We got lucky there," Dad told me seriously, grabbing my eyes with his
to make sure I was listening. "Your mom and I have a real friendship
and I think that's more important than love. It might not seem that
way, but it's true and maybe we're not falling all over each other
like they do in the movies, but Karen's my best friend and I love her
like a sister."

"A sister?" I blinked at him. "You mean she's..."

"My half-sister," Dad nodded. "But don't tell her I told you. It's a
family secret. Okay?"

"So you're my...uncle?"

"Not really," he shook his head. "I'm your dad and I always will be.
Your mom's not your aunt either, even though...well...she's not. Leave it
at that."

We didn't say anything for a few minutes while my poor brain tried to
digest the fact that my dad and mom were brother and sister. Or at
least half brother and sister, but I was afraid to ask the specifics
for fear I might turn out to be my own grandpa or something. No wonder
Dad didn't care if I fucked my own mother, they'd been fucking each
other for seventeen years! Probably longer than that and they'd even
managed to get married somehow! That made me legitimate? I wanted to
laugh but it wasn't all that funny just then.

"But this morning..." I said slowly, "...When you caught us in bed...Why did
you say those things? You and Wendy, you guys called us..."

"We said some pretty bad things, huh?" Dad sighed and looked genuinely
apologetic. "That was for your benefit mostly, Jim."

"Mine?"

"Well, if it turned out you were, uh...uncomfortable with what you and
your mother were doing, we decided it would be best to blame her."

"I don't understand," I sighed.

"We wanted to make sure you knew that it wasn't a secret from me or
Wendy," he said. "If you couldn't handle it then your mom would take
the blame. She'd be a slut trying to seduce her own son and take as
much of your guilt as she could."

"So...You didn't mean it? None of it?"

"Well..." Dad grinned at me, "Once a slut, always a slut. But no, I
didn't want to hurt your mom and she knew I had to say those things."

"But Wendy..."

"That girl!" Dad laughed. "She's just spoiled and her and your mother
got the hots for each other something fierce."

"Huh?"

"They're both in love with you and they've got their own advantages
and disadvantages," he almost explained, but I couldn't follow it
much. "It's something they've got to work out on their own and nothing
you or I say or do is going to make a bit of difference."

"Oh."

"That's just the way it works between mothers and daughters-in-law,"
he said with a shrug. "Don't ask me why."

"Why?"

"Heh!" Dad grinned at me. "Anyway, you don't mind sharing, right?
That's mostly what I came up here to ask you about."

"Sharing, uh...Wendy?"

"Yeah," he agreed. "She's weaning herself off the slut bottle and
using my dick to do it, but I want to make sure we're okay."

"I guess so," I said. "But..."

"But what?"

"Do you really think I should marry her?"

"Do you love her?" Dad asked me. "Does her smile kick you in the balls
every time you see it?"

"Pretty much," I sighed and smiled, and even blushed a little.

"Yeah," he nodded. "You should marry her, but you're going to have to
lay down some law before you do."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean she's a spoiled brat," Dad told me. "She's got a mean streak a
mile long, but only because every swinging dick in town lets her get
away with it."

"Oh."

"She'll marry you, Jim. She'll love you and kiss you and have your
babies, but she won't ever respect you unless you put her in her
place."

"Right," I nodded. "Uh...Where's that?"

"Over your knees, son." Dad grinned at the look on my face. "The girl
needs a good spanking and she knows it. She's been begging for it all
year, every time she's riding some other boy's dick, she's doing it
because she wants you to punish her for it."

"You think so?"

"I know so," he told me without a sliver of doubt. "She's only a slut
because you made her one."

"Me?"

"If you'd made her drop her panties and bend over on that first date,
you wouldn't be in the mess you're in now."

"I tried, but..."

"She said no?" Dad chuckled. "And a week later that Hanson boy popped
her cherry..."

"You know about that?"

"...you think a girl like Wendy said yes to a moron like that?"

"No," I frowned.

"And she didn't scream rape afterwards, did she?"

"No."

"No," Dad agreed. "She didn't make a peep. She went running back to
you and when she said no again..."

"I respected her though," I said with an eerie sense of deja vu. "I
love her and everybody says no means no. That's what you told me."

"And it does," he nodded. "But every rule has an exception and Wendy
is it."

"Yeah," I sighed. "She kinda told me the same thing today."

"Well, she's a good girl in her heart, Jim," Dad said as he stood up
slowly. "Just don't let her get the upper hand, okay? She'll walk all
over you in a heartbeat and laugh while she does it."

"I know."

"I'm going to see if she's ready to go home yet," he said, cocking his
head and smiling. "I don't hear anything breaking, so that's a good
sign right?"

"I hope so, Dad," I grinned back at him, but mostly I really wondered
what the heck we'd been talking about.

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"Oh!" I froze halfway down the stairs as I found my parents and my
girlfriend naked on the living room carpet.

"Don't stop!" Mom said from her hands and knees, reaching behind her
to grab a fistful of Wendy's thick black hair.

"Umph!" Wendy made a muffled gasping sound and she was on her hands
and knees as well, with her mouth pressed between the pale globes of
Mom's butt.

"Hey, Jim!" Dad looked over his shoulder as he knelt behind Wendy,
holding her hips and fucking her with long, slow strokes. "Come on
down, I think your mom and Wendy have worked out their differences
now."

"Ohhh yeah..." Mom sighed, licking her lips and looking flushed. "Who's
kissing who's ass now, Wendy? Use your tongue! Lick my asshole, slut!"

That's precisely what my cheerleader girlfriend was doing too. She
held Mom's cheeks apart with her thumbs and the sound of her lewd
lapping, sucking, and kissing filled the room. She'd grunt softly with
every thrust of my father's cock into her pussy and the soft slapping
of his body meeting hers only punctuated the moment as I felt my cock
stirring within my bathrobe.

"Right here, Jimmy," Mom smiled at me, tilting her head towards the
sofa directly in front of her. "Let me take care of you, baby."

"Yeah, both ends," Dad chuckled. "Give her some cock to think about.
We don't want your mother turning lesbian on us!"

"Mmph! Oh God!" Wendy gasped, lifting her head long enough to steal a
deep breath of cool air before Dad pushed her face back down.

"Keep licking, Wendy," he told her, holding the back of the girl's
head and forcing her nose, mouth, and chin to disappear in Mom's
sweaty crevasse. "You've got to make up for those bad manners of
yours, remember?"

"Hmmm...Right here," Mom sighed as I sat down on the floor in front of
her, leaning against the sofa. "There's my big boy!" She giggled as
she opened my bathrobe and found my cock about as hard as it had ever
been in my life.

"Ohhh Mom..." I breathed, pulling her blonde hair out of the way so I
could watch my cock slide into her always wonderfully wet and warm
mouth.

She started bobbing up and down eagerly, holding my prick with nothing
but her lips and refusing to let it slip away. Mom kept the smooth
glans in her mouth, working her tongue over and under it for a moment,
and then sliding her taut lips down the shaft until she ran out of
room. Her fingernails tickled my thighs as Mom leaned on her elbows
and I held her head gently, stroking her golden hair and drinking in
the sight and sound and smell of this unexpected orgy in the middle of
the house. In the room where I used to sit at my parents' feet and
play with my toys, never dreaming that I'd have different and better
toys someday.

"Talk to her," Dad suggested, still fucking Wendy lazily and
occasionally slapping her ass just for fun. "Tell your mom to suck
your cock, she likes that."

"Really?" I asked with something like a blush, but it was Mom who
answered.

"Umph Hmph!" she said with the barest nod of head.

"Okay, um...Suck my cock, Mom," I said, but that only made her choke on
a giggle and roll her shining eyes. It wasn't my fault I felt self-
conscious though. Like, what boy wouldn't?

"A little more forceful than that, I think," Dad chuckled and then he
slapped Wendy's ass hard.

SLAP!

"Get your tongue in there, slut!" he commanded. "Tongue fuck her ass...
Deeper...Deeper, bitch!"

SLAP!

"Mmph!" Wendy seemed to agree and her head sorta bobbled around as she
pried Mom's butt cheeks apart, really trying to get her tongue inside
her future mother-in-law's rectum.

"See?" Dad grinned at me. "Tell her to suck your balls for awhile."

"Ummm...Lick my balls, uh...Slut!" I said about as forcefully as I could,
but this was my mom! So it still sounded more like I was a little boy
asking for another cookie.

"Mmmm..." Mom sighed as she pulled her mouth off my cock. "Yes sir!"

"We'll have to work on that," Dad told me as Mom dropped her mouth to
the base of my cock and started licking and kissing my scrotum.

Mom took my balls in her mouth one at a time, rolling them with her
tongue and sucking hard enough to draw my ballsack tight. It felt
good, but almost painful in a way too as every now and again she'd
really suck on one my nuts hard. I'd gasp and wince, but then she'd
relax and that teasing felt pretty intense. All the while, my stiff
cock rubbed against her face too. Mom would play her cheeks and nose
along the shaft, sometimes dragging her pursed lips upward in a long,
wet kiss before sliding back down to find my balls again. She really
knew how to play with a man's cock and balls!

I especially liked the way her heavy tits were hanging down from her
body as she knelt on all fours. Mom's tits were like C cups or D cups
or something, I had no idea. They were big though and not saggy or
floppy or anything like that. Mom had ripe, firm breasts and her dark
nipples were fat and pointing at the floor as I reached for them. I
lifted her tits as if weighing them and they were heavy, but maybe not
as much as I thought they'd be. Perfect, that's what they were, and I
pinched and pulled at her nipples like I was milking her. Mom seemed
to like that a lot and she went back to sucking my dick, moaning
around the swollen head in time with my squeezing fingers.

While we were doing that, Dad had decided to fuck Wendy a different
way. He laid down on the floor, on his back with his head between
Mom's widespread knees. Wendy straddled his cock, sliding her pussy
down and leaning forward so she could go back to eating my mom's
asshole. Dad would lift his head and lick Mom's pussy every few
seconds and that made her shiver, having two mouths working her ass
and pussy at the same time. She spread her legs even further, dropping
her sex lower so Dad wouldn't have to strain his neck, and he could
lick her pussy without stopping while Wendy's stiff tongue wormed its
way past Mom's sphincter.

"Fuck her," Mom breathed, pulling her mouth off my cock and she knew I
had to be close. "Fuck her in the ass, Jimmy."

"Uhhh...Yeah, okay," I swallowed hard as I looked over my mom to see
Wendy's butt bouncing in the air as she fucked my father with her
pussy.

I wasn't entirely sure how Wendy would feel about having a rock hard
cock shoved up her ass, but I sorta didn't care either. My cock felt
so hard it almost hurt! My balls were ready to loose another hot load
and I must have had some pretty good ones. I mean, that weird empty
numbness I'd felt earlier was nowhere to be found. I just wanted to
cum and it would have been nice to cum in my mom's mouth again, but
Wendy had a perfect ass too. The finest ass in school, no doubt about
it, and I wondered how many of my friends had fucked her there.

"Hey, um...Dad?" I said, not really wanting to disturb him while he
fucked my girlfriend and sucked Mom's clit, but...

"What are you doing?" Mom asked me over her shoulder with a giggle.

"He's kinda already, um...you know...fucking her..." I said, standing there
like an idiot and squeezing my dick.

"In the ass?" Mom wondered and I shook my head. "Then what are you
waiting for? Fuck her, Jimmy!"

"Nmmph?" Wendy made a gasping sound and lifted her shiny red face. "W-
What?" She blinked at me, breathing hard and licking her lips. "Do
what?"

"Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" Mom asked her and my
girlfriend looked at my mom like she was crazy.

"No!"

"Heh!" My dad chuckled from someplace between my mom's thighs and he
moved his hands from Wendy's hips to her ass, digging his fingers into
her flushed skin and holding her tightly impaled on his cock.

"At least you saved that much for him," Mom snorted, reaching for
Wendy's hair and yanking her head back down. "Keep licking. We're not
best friends yet, bitch."

"Don't even think about it!" Wendy hissed, struggling with my mom just
long enough to say that much. "Don't you dare put your cock in my
ammmph!"

"Do it, Jimmy," Mom said with a smile. "She's just playing hard to
get."

"I know," I agreed, getting behind Wendy and trying to get comfortable
over and around my dad's legs as I brought my glistening cockhead to
my girlfriend's virgin anus. Just beneath her sphincter, Dad's cock
really stretched her pussy and I kinda liked the way her pussy had
been pulled outward. Wendy's cunt looked airtight, if you know what I
mean, and...I dunno, it just looked sexy for some reason.

"Nnnmph! Umph!" Wendy said into my mom's ass, shaking her head and
wriggling her hips. Mom had a serious fistful of thick black hair
though and girls fight dirty anyway.

"No doesn't mean no...Right, Wendy?" I asked her while Dad held the
girl's ass steady, pulling her cheeks apart as my cockhead pressed
against the rosy pucker of Wendy's clenched asshole.

"Your very first time together," Mom sighed. "This is so romantic,
Wendy...I might have to start crying in a minute."

"Mmmph!" Wendy agreed and I thought she might start crying too, since
my cock looked pretty huge compared to her little hole. Plus she had
my dad's fat cock stuffed balls deep in her pussy, there couldn't be a
lot of room left inside the girl!

"Don't worry...Ugh!" I grunted with the effort of shoving my cock past
the amazingly tight sphincter guarding Wendy's backdoor. "I'll still
respect you, Wendy...Ohhh God! Fuck! Ummmm...Yeah!"

My bulbous cockhead seemed to suddenly pop inside my girlfriend's
rectum. Her anus clamped down around the shaft like a buttery vise as
I slid an inch and then two inside Wendy's beautiful ass. I had to
stop because she was just too tight! It felt like her asshole would
skin me alive if I went too far too fast and I needed to catch my
breath anyway. So did Wendy.

"Ohhh...You motherfucker! Ow! Owwww...Fuck! It hurts!"

My mom just giggled and pulled the girl back to her asshole and I
think she was getting a little impatient with Wendy. Mom hadn't cum
yet, I didn't think, but Dad was working hard to get her off and I
could hear him sucking happily at her pussy. Wendy seemed to calm down
anyway and maybe it had just been that first part that really hurt, I
wasn't sure. She liked to moan though, grunting and groaning as I
started working my cock back and forth, sawing my throbbing erection
deeper into her delicious rectum slowly.

Jesus! My girlfriend had a great ass! It felt even better than Mom's
pussy and I started getting a little deeper with each thrust, pushing
my cock a little farther inside the soft furnace of Wendy's asshole. I
thought I could feel Dad's cock as he started moving too, not a lot,
but just enough to make Wendy shiver and rock her hips against the
pressure of having two big cocks stuffed inside her at once. I didn't
give her all of my dick though, as much as I wanted to. I really
didn't want to hurt her or anything and getting half of my prick
inside her rectum would be more than enough to get me off.

"Nmmph! Umph!" Wendy's damp body shivered as I started rocking her ass
harder. I held her by the shoulders while my dad squeezed her ass and
he started pumping her pussy nicely as all three of us got used to
each other.

"Ohhh..." Mom made a round O shape with her mouth, nodding her head as
she watched me over her shoulder. I guess she liked the idea of Wendy
getting butt fucked and I smiled back at her, alternating my strokes
with Dad so that when he pushed into my girlfriend's pussy, I'd slide
mine nearly out of her ass...but not quite. I made sure I kept the
head of my dick inside her silky soft rectum. It had been a lot of
work getting in there!

We pumped her like a machine too and I'd never felt anythng like the
distinct sensation of my father's long, fat prick rubbing against mine
with only a thin wall of hot flesh between us. Wendy rocked her hips
and pushed herself back, rolling her ass while the three of us fucked.
She had to be a genuine slut and all her whimpering had been another
lie. My sexy cheerleader girlfriend was into it now, no matter what
she might say. Her tight body wasn't protesting at all and if
anything, Wendy's velvet soft rectum seemed to pull me even deeper. I
swear, her asshole would grab and squeeze and suck my cock like she
was starving for it!

I still couldn't get all of my cock inside her though, as much as I
tried and as badly as Wendy wanted it, there just wasn't enough room
with Dad's fat cock stretching her pussy to the limit. I figured the
next time I fucked Wendy in the ass I'd fuck her like the slut she was
- balls deep! - since my dad probably wouldn't be there. I wanted to
do it at school, you know? It would be easier then and I could pound
her ass just as hard and deep as my girlfriend needed it. I'd slap my
balls against her dripping cunt while my cock stretched her asshole
completely, make Wendy tell me how much she wanted to wear my cum deep
in her bowels, and then make sure every boy in school knew that the
girl of their dreams loved getting fucked in the ass.  That seemed
pretty fair considering what she'd done to me and the idea brought me
off quickly!

"Ohhh...Wendy!" I groaned, feeling the cum surge out of my dick and
inside her once virgin butt.

My balls seemed to leap into my gut, I came so hard, and I wouldn't
have thought I had that much spunk left, but it had to be a lot! I
felt pretty good about it too. Not just creaming her perfect ass, but
breaking her cherry too...except I knew she didn't really have a cherry
back there. Still, I was the first one inside her ass and now it
belonged to me. She'd always know that the very first time we'd ever
made love, it had been in her asshole and considering the way she'd
treated me, that seemed kinda like poetic justice in a way.

SLAP!

I spanked her butt just for fun and Wendy offered me a muffled yelp as
her well-fucked rectum pushed my softening cock out of her ass with a
soft, sticky plop.

"We're gonna do this a lot," I decided as I watched a trickle of dirty
semen leak from her raw, pink sphincter. "Heck...I might not ever fuck
your pussy, Wendy."

"Oh! You motherfucker!" she breathed, glaring at me over her shoulder,
but then I spanked Wendy extra hard...

SLAP!!

...and that made her smile.




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