Chapter 3
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Liberty, beauty, happiness, friendship and love. Everything's possible even among beggars. A story of beggars which is not a tragedy in my novel Lights of the Earth in www.lightsoftheearth.blogspot.com.es , or in Spanish www.luces-delatierra.blogspot.com.es . Enjoy the trilogy and feel free to make comments, non erotic comments, please.
I was soon in my room, buck naked as the day I was born, but more aroused than ever. I still could not believe my parents had let me go that far and I was melting. Even though I knew well it was not easy to find I managed to find a bisexual incest porn movie: a father, a mother, their daughter and their son. I knew they probably were not a real family but I watched the movie as if they were. I was sorry I had no brothers or sisters to make it even hotter. I jerked off looking at them but thinking of my parents' naked bodies. So far, they had allowed me more than I first expected when they told me they needed my piss, but I was wondering if I would be permitted to press more buttons. Now I wanted to know tastes. I was jacking off for a couple of hours and cummed on the floor three times. I was wondering whether either of them would come to my room naked or they would have repented by now of all that had happened this morning. But at last I saw my naked father there at the door of my room. He was not erect then but as he was coming close I could perceive he went harder as he told me.
-Lunch is ready, Greg, and ok, we might have a nudist lunch now, as you suggested.
-Are you worried because you are hard, dad?
-What I am feeling is not easy for me to assimilate, Greg. But we want you to have the pleasure of eating naked with your parents.
-Dad, you have a boner now. In cases like this I was scared too, because I first knew that I liked girls, and one day I discovered I was hard with a boy too. First it was a little shock for me, but I managed to like what I was feeling and I said to myself: stop thinking and just feel. So, dad, I recommend you do the same. Do not think, just feel.
-So far, Greg, I have assimilated that I can like some things with you. But I don't know if I would like to discover I can be bisexual, but ok, I will heed your words: do not think, feel. Come on; come to the kitchen with us. Marge is also there waiting for you with no clothes on.
I was already hard with my father's nudity so close to me, but I went harder seeing my mum again with her perfect naked body awaiting us. It was a bisexual guy's dream. I went to the closet we kept glasses in, took one and with no shame started to piss in there. Just a bit, because I first wanted to try the flavour. I plucked up courage and drank and was soon surprised by the good taste my piss had. Now I knew why it had driven my parents crazy. I filled the glass now, put in on the table and sat down with my parents to eat. I said then.
-Come on, mum. I know you are brave. You know what I want now from you.
She looked at me, grasped my dick and smiled. There she was, jacking his soon off. I looked at my father and said.
-Hope you are not jealous, Dad.
-Not if it is your cock that my wife is pleasing.
My mother went on jacking me off as I ate my meal and drank some of my piss from time to time. She was gentle with my manhood and became more courageous as time passed. I also started to touch her. Tenderly stroking her boobs till I finally dared do what I really needed to do and I stuck one of my fingers inside her wet vagina. She moaned but also allowed me as I noticed my father smiled at me and jerked off. Finally I finished my meal, drained my glass of piss and cummed. I hoped my father helped me cum at dinner too. But now I went mad with arousal to the next stage. I could try and see if she would also allow me.
I knelt on the floor and my tongue went at once inside my mother's pussy, especially her clit and I started to lick. I had two objectives: I wanted to be better than with any girl I had been so far. That was the cavity through which I had come to life. She was moaning and my father smiled at me and encouraged me. But my second goal was to be good, but not as good as my father had previously been in the shower. I could be the third in this threesome but I would never allow myself to be better than my daddy. I urged him to touch his wife as I affectionately and lustfully kept on licking. I loved the tastes a girl could produce, and my mother was recently washed and her flavours were arousing. I jacked off, my father also jacked off and my mother moaned as she was being affectionately licked in her most private area by her son. Both my father and I touched her all over with lust and affection; real love in his case. I was in no hurry. I had to drive her crazy and my tongue was a brush for her intimate parts. It took me little longer than half an hour, but my mother went crazy with both her men touching her and making her wild. But she did finally squirt and of course it was in my mouth and I managed to drink a lot of her aroused stream. I invited my father to come close now and he could also drink some of that pleasant liquid. The goal had been accomplished. The three of us kissed one another at the same time and they thanked me.
Now I had to wait for dinner and see if I could repeat with my father. I had a lot to study and naked I sat by my computer and something I studied. I had been very slow in my studies and I was still finishing my secondary education. I was never good at studying but later came my sleepwalking problems and I was even slower. But I was 21 and I had to finish. I knew well that when I finished they would set me up in their office, first as an apprentice but I could soon be showing clients some beautiful houses to buy. It was difficult to focus on my pages, as aroused as I was, but at least I managed to be a couple of hours learning something before I watched a new incestuous porn movie which led to dinner time. Now it was my mother who came to my room, naked of course, and told me dinner was ready.
Before I sat down I took a couple of glasses and asked them both to piss. I wanted to taste their streams too. They agreed but said I could take out a couple more glasses and I could piss in there all I was able to piss so they could be drinking what I was drinking, accompanying their meals. It was a show to see us three pissing at the same time. I tasted first what my mother had pissed and then my father's piss. They were both delicious.
-I think the three of us will have now the fetish of pee. A boy's piss and a girl's piss taste different, but are very alike. But the same could happen if I drank from different cunts or different cocks. So now, dad, it is your turn. But before I sit down to eat I have something to do.
I surprised him when I suddenly knelt on the floor and started licking his balls and soon as he moaned I had my father's dick in my mouth. It had a wonderful taste and I could see he was pleasantly surprised and moaned.
-Thank you, Greg. Oh, I was not expecting this. And you are so good.
-Hope you enjoy, Dad. Oh, you are so brave. I had to give you this pleasure.
-Kiss me again, Greg. You have deserved it and never again will I be shy to kiss my brave son.
I was almost crying because now my father had asked me. He kissed me fondly for a long time now, never shy again to savour my lips. I kissed him and said: "thank you, dad, you are the best". And I went back to his cock and now swallowed the entire length of that wonderful shaft. Now my mother started to touch her husband everywhere with real lust and soon she was touching me again. She stroked my balls, my dick, my ass, everything and even finger fucked me a bit. I was in heaven. It was inevitable that I would scream: "Oh, how I love you both" and with this shout my father finally cummed in my mouth.
I started my dinner and I could see my father was so grateful that he didn't think twice and grasped my dick. Seeing that hot naked man daring to jack his son off was a picture I will never forget. He repeated after tonight he was willing to wank me every day if I wished. He said that at the same time he drank some of my piss in the glass; my mother did the same and kept on touching me. Even my dad was groping my naked body and moaning. Finally both my parents kissed and I could not help but cum.
-It has been a wonderful experience, Greg -my father told me- of all day today. You have even been better and more mature than we could have expected. Thank you. I have a wonderful woman I love with my life, but now I have a man in my sexual life too.
-You can go to bed well satisfied today, Greg. And of course if you wank over us you can tell us in the morning. As your father and I will be making love in our bed, we might be imagining you in your room wanking over us. You have given us today all that we need and more and all the time being mature, intelligent and tender. And arousing for us, of course. So don't fear that this threesome will end, Greg. We have started a new life. I love my husband deeply, I do, but you will always be with us. Thanks, Greg.
I was so moved that I went to my bedroom at once for fear that I could start to cry. I was aroused, moved, proud to have these parents. I jerked off four times remembering all the episodes of that hot day. And I even imagined something for tomorrow. Why not? They had shown me how pig they were with no shame. I would not harm them if I tried something dirtier. I admit I did it on purpose.
My father had been called urgently to the office to solve some important issue, even though it was Sunday and had left early. I left a couple of hours later, cause I used to make some hiking with my friends on Sundays. We were almost all morning enjoying the hills and mountains and even swimming in a close lake for a while. They were not nudists and all of us have swimming trunks. But I had to leave them once, so horny I was, and locate some distant trees where they could not see me. I had to jack off and cum, remembering some of yesterday's events and trying to imagine if they might have fallen in the lure I had left them. I had heard there were people who were that pig, but I still ignored if my parents, who I knew pig enough by then, could be that pig.
At lunch that day, they would tell me the scene that had happened in the bathroom. My father returned earlier than expected and went straight to the bathroom with the urge to piss and was suddenly shocked by the scene he could see. He found my mother there squatting on the floor, with her head inside the toilet bowl and apparently absorbed in eating shit with delectation. She had forgotten to lock the bathroom door.
-Marge, what are you doing? Are you eating your shit?
-Oh, it's you, Elliott. I was so aroused that I forgot to lock the door. But thank God it's you. It's not my shit; I have not shat today. And it's not yours either. After you left, I entered the bathroom to comb my hair and the toilet was clean then. A few minutes ago I had returned to brush my teeth again and I was surprised with a strong smell of shit. It must be Greg's shit then. I don't know what came to me in that moment -she was blushing now-, but I had to smell it from a closer distance. I liked what I could smell and suddenly I noticed I had taken my little finger inside my cunt and was finger fucking myself. Suddenly I had to take my head in the toilet bowl and a little scared at myself, I had the need to taste that shit. It came from our brave son who has driven us crazy with his pee. The moment I tasted his shit I went mad with arousal and started eating and just then you came in and surprised me.
-Well, Marge. I have nothing to object but I will lock the door. I have come with the urge to piss. So I ask you: besides eating shit now, do you want to drink my piss?
-Certainly, Elliott. -And she opened her mouth wide then. My father took his penis in and started to piss. Finally he kissed her, even with a mouth full of shit. She really loved my mother and never did mind to have surprised her in such a degrading act.
-I think I have to do just as you are doing, Marge. At least I will try. -And then he also knelt on the floor, stuck his face in the toilet and tasted my shit.
-Oh Marge, it has a repulsive taste but I feel I am not gonna puke with this and I am getting harder. -He then took his cock out and started to wank-. I will eat with you. No matter how far we degrade ourselves, as long as we degrade ourselves together I will still love you more. So, let's do it. Let's eat Greg's crap together.
They looked at each other then and knew they would always be together and they devoted themselves to eat my entire poop. The thought never came to then of flushing. My crap had to end up in their stomachs. With their eyes constantly laid on each other, they knew they were entering their highest moment of mutual degradation but they then knew they would go as far as I wanted to take them, cause they had just discovered each other that mad and pig weekend. It was pig things they needed, pig things which came from their son.
-Ok, Marge. This unexpected meal is over. I have to cum -and he did-. I think you are feeling the same need I have right now. What we have done is ok, since we are having fun with Greg and we both know that we are going now to humiliate ourselves completely before him at lunch and ask him please to take complete control of this family's sexual needs. All we have to do is surrender completely to him and let him guide us. But even my ass is gonna be his now. I trust him. He won't become a psycho with us. He'll just make us happier.