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- Nels ============================================
She moaned as his cock slid home. Thick and long, she had been dreaming about his hardon for weeks. When she left for college she hadn't known that Greg was bigger than most guys, but, based on the guys she'd tried at school, and the girls she'd talked to, he was. She could feel herself unwinding with each stroke. She really needed this boning. She matched his rhythm, pushing her hips up to meet his downstrokes. Her legs wrapped around him, her muscles flexing in time with his fucking, helping him drive it deep. She came hard, her cunt spasming around his rod, her body surging up against his.
Greg was looking into her eyes when she came. She always opened her eyes at that moment. Her lust pushed him to the edge. He thrust into her several more times, then pushed in deep, cuming hard into Marcia's tight, hot pussy. He'd had other girls, but there was something special about Marcia. Tight, hot and gorgeous, he always came harder and longer when he fucked her. And she enjoyed it as much as he did. She really liked fucking and sucking his big, stiff prick.
He pulled out of her and rolled off, his still erect cock slapping his stomach when he landed on his back. Marcia snuggled up against him, warm and happy. She reached for his cock, just holding it, stroking it slowly to keep it hard while they caught their breath. That was another great thing about Greg that she hadn't appreciated before. He never went soft right away, and never dropped off to sleep right after. He was always good for a second ride.
She stroked his cock, squeezing on the upstroke. She could see the big purple head swell, she could feel the shaft throb occasionally. She slid toward his waist, put her left arm across his body, rested against his firm, flat stomach. His cock was only inches from her mouth. Her right hand wrapped around the base, gently squeezing. Her fingers massaged the area below his balls, causing his rod to swell even more, forcing a large drop of clear liquid out of his cockhole. Her tongue darted out, licking him clean. She loved the way he tasted. She opened her mouth wide and took him in. Her tongue played along the sensitive underside, her cheeks caved in around the head as she sucked. Several inches of shaft slid into her mouth as she sucked, but most of his tool remained on the outside. She had never been able to get much of his monster into her mouth, but she always tried. She began fisting his shaft, sucking on the upstroke, releasing on the down. When his hips began to buck beneath her she knew he was getting close. She began pumping him faster, sucking harder, literally jacking him off into her mouth. When she felt him swell she stroked him hard and fast, then just sucked as the hot cum shot out of his prick and into the back of her throat. She sucked and swallowed, drinking his jiz, wanting every drop. When he had finished she removed him from her mouth, then gently licked his shaft and head, making sure he was clean. This time Greg softened, but didn't go completely limp. He was enlarged, but not fully erect.
Marcia turned toward him, moved one leg across his chest so that she straddled him, and moved her steaming snatch toward his waiting mouth. Greg's strong hands gripped her ass cheeks, pulling her towards him. His tongue pushed her cunt lips apart. She could feel him licking and sucking, feel his fingers and tongue probing her. Marcia stroked her small, firm tits, pinching the nipples, pulling on them. Her pussy throbbing, she pulled Greg's head tighter against her cunt. She knew she was losing control. His tongue flicked across her clit, triggering her orgasm, starting the avalanche that left her breathless and trembling.
Bobby and Cindy were 14. While both had masturbated, neither was really sure what sex was all about. That's why they were hiding in the closet in Marcia's room. They had watched everything Greg and Marcia had done, and were more than ready to give it a try. Bobby's almost hairless cock had gotten hard before Greg had even mounted Marcia, and it was still hard. Cindy's virgin pussy was so wet her panties were soaked. As soon as Marcia and Greg were gone, they rushed out of the closet and fell onto the bed. They had stripped while they watched, but were too afraid of making noise to do anything.
Bobby pulled Cindy close, kissed her eyes and mouth the way he'd seen Greg kiss Marcia. He moved down to Cindy's tiny, barely bulging titties and began to lick and suck the nipples. They hardened even more, which surprised him. He hadn't known that would happen.
Cindy held Bobby's cock gently. It was her first, and she wasn't sure it wouldn't break. Bobby covered her hand with his and squeezed, then stroked his shaft, showing her how to jack his dick. She stroked it a few times on her own, liking the way it felt in her hand.
They skipped the rest of the foreplay they had seen. Both were eager to fuck. But Cindy was a virgin, and they both knew a girls first fuck could be painful. Cindy liked Bobby, trusted him, wanted him to be her first. She lay on her back, her face framed by blond curls, her lightly haired snatch a slightly darker blonde. She spread her legs wide, fingered herself for a moment, letting Bobby look at her pussy. Bobby stretched out above her, his knees between her legs, his arms supporting his weight, his young, hard cock touching her belly. Cindy took hold of his tool, guided it to her cunt, helped him enter her. He entered slowly, stopping when Cindy flinched. He started to backup, not wanting to hurt her. She grabbed his ass with both hands, pulled him hard towards herself, felt a tearing pain in her cunt. She buried her face in his shoulder, stifling a scream. She told him not to move, told him that she had been told the pain would go away in a few minutes.
Bobby lay quietly on top of her, not moving, feeling a pussy wrapped around his dick for the first time. It was so much better than his hand. He remained still, looking into Cindy's face, waiting. On impulse he kissed her again, pushing his tongue into her mouth. After a moment she responded, kissing back, tongue sliding over tongue. Cindy broke the kiss, began pushing her hips up against him, telling him it was ok. He began slowly, thinking that the pain might come back, and not wanting his cock to slip out. He pulled back slowly, thrust in slowly, watching her face all the time. She smiled when he was all the way inside, which Bobby took to mean he could fuck her the way Greg had fucked Marcia. Gradually he began to move faster, pumping his cock into her tight young pussy. She matched his rhythm, thrusting her hips in time with his thrusts.
Cindy was going crazy. Her body had never felt like this before. Her nipples were on fire, her cunt muscles were rippling around the shaft inside it. She felt her whole body clench, felt herself thrust upward. She felt the spasms begin in her pussy, felt it tighten and relax around Bobby's prick. She fell into her orgasm, moaning and pounding her fists into Bobby's back, finally pulling him in as deep as possible, holding him there until she finished.
Bobby began pounding hard now, his hips pistoning into the pussy beneath him. He could feel his cock swelling even more, feel it throbbing until finally he began to cum, pouring shot after shot into Cindy's tightness. Pumping hard, he pushed in ball deep and stayed there until his cock had emptied.
They lay side by side, whispering together about the things each had felt. As they talked, Bobby got hard again. Time for round two. They had seen Marcia blow Greg, so they assumed the same positions, Cindy lying across Bobby.
Bobby could feel her holding his cock, watched as the back of her head moved toward it. He felt something warm and wet touch the head, knew she was licking him. Her lips closed around the head, engulfing him in warmth. He could feel her tongue against his cock, feel the inside of her cheeks as she sucked.
Cindy held it in her mouth. Her tongue explored it, tasting him, but she knew she was tasting herself, too. His cum and her pussy juice were still on his cock. She thought it tasted a little funny at first, but the more she licked, the more she liked. She began sucking in earnest, wanting more dick juice. As she sucked, she realized much more of Bobby's rod was sliding in and out of her mouth than Marcia had managed with Greg. In fact, a couple of times she was sure she had felt his balls banging her chin. The thought of being better at this than Marcia excited her, drove her try even harder. She started sucking harder, pulling most of it into her mouth every time. She discovered that if she held her head just right, she could take him into the back of her throat and hold him there, his entire cock in her mouth. She practised this, noticing the effect it had on Bobby, who was trying very hard to fuck her mouth. His hips kept thrusting upward whenever she sucked. She began sucking harder, pulling his cock in faster, then squeezing it with her lips on its way out. She was jacking him off with her mouth, in and out, fast and hard. She felt him tense beneath her, felt the cock in her mouth swell, and then he began to cum. It was hot in her mouth, with a tangy sort of taste and a creamy texture. She liked it hot. She swallowed and sucked, trying to get it all. When Bobby was done she released his cock, licking the shaft , cleaning it the way she had seen Marcia do it.
They both heard the car pull in, which meant Marcia and Greg were back. They dressed quickly, then went out in the back yard.
Jan and Peter were in the basement, fucking their little brains out. Peter's manic thrusting had already gotten Jan off several times, and was well on the way to getting her off again. This time Jan was on her hands and knees, her big boobs swinging as Peter slammed in and out of her juicy snatch. She loved doing the doggie, she always got off real good this way. Peter took long, hard strokes, pulling all the way back and slamming in, which was exactly the way Jan wanted it. He liked power fucking, and Jan liked being fucked that way. When her back arched Peter knew she was about to cum, so he drove it in as hard as he could and held it there, letting her spasm around his pole, feeling her cunt tighten and relax around him. When she finished he pulled out, still hard. She knew he would. The only time Peter would doggie fuck was when he got to plow her butt.
His cock slick with pussy juice, he immediatly began easing it into her ass, pushing just hard enough to pop the head past her sphincter. He waited until he felt her relax, then pushed again, slipping almost half his shaft inside her. While he waited for her to relax again, he leaned forward, cupping her tits in his hands, mashing them up against her chest. He pinched a nipple, then lifted it toward her mouth, knowing she'd take it, knowing she liked sucking her own tits. As she mouthed her nipple he felt her relax, so he grabbed her hips and pulled her back, hard, while thrusting with his cock. He sank into her ass, all the way, his balls banging her cunt. He began fucking her butt, slowly, feeling it clamp down on him every time he moved inside her. Slowly and steadily, in and out, going ball deep with every stroke, he began building to his own orgasm. As it approached he began moving faster, his thrusts becoming almost manic. He shot deep in her ass, pulling her against him, holding her there while he emptied his balls.
At dinner that evening they were all relaxed and cheerful, talking about the days events. Greg commented on how nice it was to have Marcia home from school for a couple weeks, Jan and Peter talked about cleaning up the basement, and Bobby and Cindy giggled alot. All in all, a typical family dinner.
Several hours later Jan and Peter decided to sneak off to the basement again, for one last bang before bed. They reached the basement stairs unseen, and started down. Just as they reached the bottom step, Jan heard a sound. She thought it sounded like a moan, but wasn't sure. Peter went to investigate, taking a ball bat just in case. As he got closer to the boxes from behind which the sounds came, he began to grin. He knew the sounds of a blow job when he heard them. He signalled to Jan, telling her to come over, but quietly. Together they climbed up on a couple of the boxes, so they could look over the stack at the activity on the other side. They saw Cindy sucking off Bobby, deep throating him. As they watched, Bobby grabbed Cindy's head, thrust into her mouth, and began spurting. Cindy swallowed shot after shot, smiling and sucking at the same time.
Before Cindy had the cock out of her mouth, Peter jumped down beside them. Laughing, he slapped Bobby on the back, then tousled Cindy's hair. Jan joined them, lifting Cindy to her feet and giving her a big hug, then pulling Bobby close and hugging him. Suddenly realizing that Jan and Peter had come down to the basement for the same reason they had, Bobby and Cindy relaxed. They weren't in trouble. With a big grin on his face, Peter asked the other three if the had ever heard of a daisy chain. They hadn't, so Peter went to a box hidden back in a corner and took out some porn magazines, one of which dealt with group sex. They looked at the pictures of fucking and sucking, then at each other. Without a word, Jan and Peter stripped, Peter's cock already hard and throbbing. Copying the positions they had seen in the magazine, the four formed a slightly squared circle, lying partially on their sides. Peter spread Cindy's pussy, licking her slit, then probing with his tongue. Cindy sucked the head of Bobby's cock, taking a couple of inches of shaft into her mouth.She looked along Bobby's body to his face, which was covered by Jan's ass and pussy. She could see his tongue licking and thrusting, could feel the same thing being done to her own cunt. It was a strange sensation, being eaten while watching a pussy being eaten. She sucked harder on the cock in her mouth. Jan had her mouth full of Peter's prick, trying to do what she had seen Cindy do, trying to deep throat a cock. It was difficult concentrating with Bobby tongueing her snatch, setting her on fire. The girls came at almost the same time, their bodys tensing, their thighs clenching around the heads between them. Peter pulled his rod from Jan's mouth, then stood up. He wanted Cindy, wanted to feel his pole in that tight pussy he had been eating. Bobby didn't mind, all he could think about were Jan's big tits, and the picture they had seen of a man fucking a pair of big boobs.
Cindy lay on her back, legs spread wide. She watched Peter's cock as he prepared to mount her. It was a good deal bigger than Bobby's, both thicker and longer. Although she was juicy, Peter oiled his cock, knowing she had only had Bobby's. He stretched out above her, waiting for her to guide him in. She reached for him, her hand sliding along the shaft, rolling his balls around, then returning to the head, which she positioned at her slit. Peter pushed in, slowly but firmly, until his entire cock was inside her. He couldn't believe how tight she was, how hot she was. After a moment he began pumping, steadily and slowly, trying to make this fuck last.
Jan was also on her back, but Bobby was sitting astride her stomach, squeezing her tits together, his hips pumping frantically. Jan had her mouth open, licking the cockhead any time it was close enough. As Peter watched, Bobby jerked, then began shooting on Jan's tits. It was amazing how much cum he had, considering he had already been sucked off once. Jan rubbed the cum into her tits, then pulled one to her mouth and began to clean it. She reached up and pulled Bobby down, kissing him, letting him taste himself on her lips. To her surprise, Bobby liked the taste, immediately licking her other tit clean himself.
Cindy's eyes were open wide, her body screaming with lust. Peter's cock was reaching untouched spots within her, driving her over the edge. The tightness of Cindy's cunt pulled Peter closer, driving him toward his orgasm. They crested at almost the same time, Peter thrusting hard, Cindy clinging to him. Their mingled moans were loud in the quiet basement. They clung to each other, gasping for breath from the intensity of their mutual oragsms. Finally they separated, momentarily spent.
The four of them lay together, relaxing, talking about the sex, kissing and holding each other. Being young, it wasn't long before they were ready to go again. Surprisingly, it was Bobby who was hard first. Jan showed him some of the pictures in the magazines, of men mounting women from behind, and told him she loved doing it that way. She rolled to her stomach, then got to her hands and knees, pushing her soft, full butt into Bobby. Moving against her, Bobby quickly entered , sliding all the way in. Matching the slow, steady rhythm with which Jan was pushing back against him, Bobby began fucking. He was determined that she would cum before he would. Peter grew hard as he watched them fuck. Seeing this, Cindy lay her head in his lap, his cock standing up between her chin and throat. She began nuzzling it, playing with it with her lips and tongue. Peter sighed, reached for her pussy and began playing with it, inserting one finger, then a second. Cindy kissed his cockhead, then slowly began swallowing him. It was a tight fit, but she managed it, deep throating his now fully erect dick. Quite a talented little girl. This talent gave Peter an idea. He extracted himself from her mouth, grabbed a couple of boxes, and fixed a place for Cindy to lay, on her back, head hanging off the boxes. Some guy had face fucked Vanessa Del Rio this way in a movie had seen.
Her head hanging, mouth open, throat relaxed, Cindy waited for Peter's cock. When the head was inside her mouth she closed her lips and began to suck, pulling him inside even further. With her eyes open she could see his cock slowly disappearing, and of course she could feel it in her mouth.
Peter continued to push slowly, unable to believe someone as small as Cindy could truly swallow his entire cock.
When his balls hit her nose, Cindy knew she had done it. She exhaled through her nose, blowing across his balls,causing him to shudder. She could see his asshole, could see the big muscles in his ass clench. He pulled out, then pushed in again, a little faster than before. Cindy relaxed, breathing in when he withdrew, exhaling on his balls and asshole.
Peter was ecstatic. Never in his short life had he felt anything like this. He began thrusting faster, pumping in and out of her face. Her hands began massaging his ass, making small circles on his butt cheeks. Then her hands went to her pussy, spread her lips, began slipping inside. She finger fucked her pussy while Peter fucked her mouth.Her fingers moved faster, her breath shortened, her body strained upward when her orgasm hit, pushing him over the edge. He pulled out of her, pointed his cock at her firm, tiny boobs, and exploded shot after shot across her chest and stomach.
As her own orgasm subsided she felt Peter pull out of her, then felt hot cum splattering across her body. She opened her eyes, watched as his cock finished spurting, then pulled it back to her mouth, where she licked it clean. Jan and Bobby had already finished, and now Jan joined Cindy, licking Peter's shaft, then kissing Cindy, tasting the cum in her mouth. Jan broke the kiss, began licking cum off Cindy's chin and throat, working down to her tits. She cleaned one nipple, then the other, taking her time.
Realizing that the four of them had been down there quite a while, and being pretty well satiated, they dressed and went back upstairs. They split up, the girls going to the upstairs bathroom to clean up, the guys using the one on the ground floor.
As they showered, Jan and Cindy talked. Jan mentioned that Peter had the biggest cock she had seen, which was one of the reasons she liked fucking him. Cindy was quiet a moment, then admitted that Peter was the biggest she'd had inside her, but that she had seen a larger one, Greg's. Then she told Jan about hiding in the closet with Bobby, watching Marcia and Greg fuck. Their shower finished, the girls went downstairs, where they joined the others in the TV room. When Peter went to the kitchen to make popcorn, Jan followed. She told him what Cindy had told her about Marcia and Greg. They agreed they would try to find a way to involve all six of them in some hot and heavy action.
Early the next morning, after Mom and Dad had left for work, Greg and Marcia were having breakfast. Nobodyelse was awake yet, so they had the whole ground floor to themselves. Marcia was wearing a thin robe, and when she stepped between Greg and the light it became obvious she wasn't wearing anything else. She went to the refrigerator, bending slightly to look for something. Greg came up behind her, lifted the hem of her robe, pulled her back against him. Reaching around her, he pulled her robe open, thrust his hands inside and covered her tits, her nipples between two of his fingers. He squeezed the nipples, pinching them, rubbing the tips when they hardened.
Marcia could feel his cock against her ass, gradually hardening and lengthening. She reached behind herself, groping him through his thin pajamas, then reaching through the pajama fly and fondling his balls. She released him, then turned around and kissed him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth.
Greg returned her kiss, then peeled her robe off. He lifted her in his arms, lifted her high enough to kiss her titties, then suck on them. Without another word he took her to the kitchen table, turned her away from him and bent her over the table. He put his cock against her pussy lips, spread them slightly with his fingers, then plunged in completely, spearing her with his massive tool. He heard her grunt, then moan. He began pumping, pulling back slowly, then slamming forward as hard as he could. She would grunt every time he thrust, and moan every time he withdrew. He was deep in her pussy, just short of cumming, when the kitchen door opened and Peter walked in. They froze, not knowing what to do. Peter was startled, but recovered quickly. He walked to the refrigerator, poured himself a glass of juice, and then went to the table and sat down. He smiled at Greg and Marcia, then told them he liked to watch. Marcia giggled, then wiggled her ass at Greg, who was still inside, but no longer fully erect. She rippled the muscles in her pussy, helping Greg regain his erection. When he was hard he began fucking her again, stroking long and deep, again drawing grunts from Marcia. Peter watched for a few minutes, drinking his oj, then reached into his shorts and pulled out his cock. He pushed back from the table, far enough that Marcia could see him, and started fisting his cock, stroking and squeezing. He knew that if he could get involved in the fuck happening in front of him, getting a group thing going with all six of them would be easy. He stared at Marcia's closed eyes, hoping she would open them. When she did, finally, he grinned at her, then stroked his cock, hard , pointing it at her face. She answered his grin with one of her own, then nodded her head. Peter was out of his chair like a shot, and up on the table. He slid toward Marcia, his cock pointing at the ceiling. Marcia raised up on her elbows, lifting her face high enough for Peter to rest his prick against her mouth. At first she just lipped it, giving it quick little kisses, moving up and down the shaft. Then she took the head in her mouth, her tongue massaging it. She sucked on the head, then slid down the shaft, taking most of him into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down on his rod, in time with Gregs cock thrusting in and out of her pussy.
Marcia came first, pulling off Peter's cock, moaning and writhing on the kitchen table. When she finished Greg pulled out of her, picked her up, and carried her to the couch in the frontroom, Peter following along behind, cock bouncing up and down with every step.
Marcia told Greg to lay on the couch, then climbed on top of him. With one hand she held his cock, with the other she spread her pussy lips. She lowered herself onto his tool, slowly, savoring the feel of it going in, enjoying the power she felt being in control of the fuck. When she was all the way down, nothing but Gregs balls showing, she looked at Peter, then at her ass, then back at Peter to see if he got the message. He did. He made a mad dash for the kitchen, poured some oil on his hands and cock, then hurried back to the couch. Marcia was in mid-ride, her ass pistoning up and down, Gregs huge cock appearing and disappearing. Peter climbed onto the couch, took hold of Marcia's hips, and pushed against her asshole. He pushed hard, the oil on his cock lubricating her butt. Her hole relaxed suddenly, allowing him to slip inside. About two thirds of his shaft went in on that first plunge. He was surprised when she didn't tense up. He always had to wait for Jan to get used to him being in her ass. He pushed again, slipping the rest of the way in, his balls touching Gregs, who was completely inside Marcia's pussy. Greg lifted Marcia slightly, enough so that he could slide out, then ram back in. He started fucking, long, hard strokes, the kind that drove Marcia crazy. Peter could feel him doing it, feel it in his own cock every time Greg thrust. Peter began his ass fuck, imitating Greg, pulling almost out and then thrusting back in all at once. Marcia was moaning, writhing madly between the boys, driven almost crazy with lust. Peter felt her orgasm begin, felt her ass squeeze tight as her pussy spasmed around Greg's cock. Buried deep in her ass, he felt Greg thrust in hard, felt him swell, felt his cock jerking and shooting inside her, so close to his own. He thrust a couple more times, then started shooting himself. He pumped shot after shot into her ass, feeling completely drained when he was done.
Marcia went upstairs to shower, leaving Greg and Peter to clean up downstairs. They walked back to the kitchen, stood by the sink and soaped up their dicks, washing them clean. Peter figured this was as good a time as any to tell Greg about the others. The results were everything he had hoped for. When he talked about Cindy's cocksucking talents Greg's meat began to swell.
Greg was surprised at himself. He'd cum twice in the last hour, and now hearing about 14 year old Cindy sucking cock was giving him another erection. Hell of a way to start a day. Greg hung his rod in the sink, grabbed the rinser, and sprayed warm water across his cock, balls, and stomach, rinsing off the soap. Just as he finished Jan and Cindy walked in.
Both girls stopped dead in their tracks. Of all the things they might have expected first thing in the morning, Peter and Greg standing naked in the kitchen with semi-erect cocks was way down the list. Jan reacted first. Her hands went to her breasts, began massaging them through the mens shirt she wore to bed. Cindy licked her lips, pushed one hand through the fly of the boys pajamas she still wore every night. She rubbed her pussy, one finger slipping between the lips, spreading them.
By now the boys were fully erect. Without a word they went to the girls. Greg stopped in front of Jan, pulled her to him, and kissed her long and hard. His hands went to her ass, which he massaged while his tongue probed her mouth. When the kiss was finished he backed off a step, pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Her tits were magnificent. Full and round, they jutted out from her ribs with almost no sag. Greg moved close, lifted her in his arms, and carried her to the table, the same table he had fucked Marcia on less than an hour ago. He sat her on the table, pulled up a chair, and started licking and sucking her boobs. Breakfast was finally ready.
Peter had pulled Cindy to the floor, stripped off her shirt, and was sucking her hard little nipples. He had one hand inside her pajama bottoms, frigging her cunt, making sure she was wet enough to fuck. He mounted her there, not even removing the pajamas, fucking her through the same hole she had used to rub herself.
Greg had moved down to Jan's pussy. His mouth was pushed tight against her, his tongue going in and out, his hands squeezing her ass. He pulled away, stood up, pushed her down on her back and spread her legs.
Jan watched as Greg moved up between her thighs. She had never even seen anything as big, much less had it inside her. His strong hands gripped her ankles, raising her feet to his shoulders. He pulled her closer to the edge of the table, then looked into her eyes. She felt his cockhead spreading her pussy lips, then he pushed, gently, only moving a couple of inches into her. She looked into his eyes, then, silently telling him to give her more, to fuck her completely. He slid his hands down her legs to her thighs, then to her hips. He got a firm hold on her, then drove into her with all his power, forcing himself all the way in.
Greg began to piston Jan's snatch, fucking her the way Marcia liked it, with long, hard strokes. With every stroke her tits bounced toward her face, then came back when he pulled out. Jan must have noticed where he was looking, or maybe just liked playing with them, because she grabbed her own boobs and began massaging them, rolling them with her hands, tweaking the nipples to make them even harder. As he watched, pumping into her, she pulled her right breast to her mouth, licked her nipple, then took it between her lips and sucked on it. Greg had never seen a woman suck her own tits; it was more then he could handle right then. With a grunt he buried himself in her snatch just as she let out a long moan. She tensed, her body arching up off the table. He pushed in deep, then let loose with a shattering orgasm, his cock jerking time after time. When he was finished he pulled her to a sitting position and kissed her again, long and hard.
Cindy was thrashing about on the floor, in the middle of her second orgasm, Peter still rock hard and pumping. While Jan and Greg watched, Peter pulled out of her and turned her over. He stretched out on top of her, his cock resting between her butt cheeks. While Cindy was still relaxed, Peter pushed his bone against her asshole, slipping almost halfway in.
Cindy was exhausted, left limp by the force of her orgasms. She simply went with it when Peter turned her over, expecting him to mount her from behind. His rod was hot against her ass, slick with her own juices, and she could feel it throbbing. She felt him sliding it back, and was waiting for him to fill her pussy again. When he pushed through her asshole she was surprised, but didn't have the energy to fight it. Later she found out that assfucking sometimes hurt, but right now there was no pain. She stayed relaxed, and allowed Peter his way. After all, he had already gotten her off twice.
Peter thrust again, burying his bone in Cindy's tight little ass. She was tighter than any hole he had ever been in. He pulled back slowly, then pushed it in again, all in one stroke. His pace increased, her tightness and subservience making him harder and hotter.
Jan slid from the table, dropping to her knees in front of Greg. She took his cum coated prick into her mouth, licking and sucking, cleaning it while also causing it to stiffen again. They watched Peter pounding in and out of Cindy's ass, watched as he buried his log in her butt and jerked spasmodically, watched him collapse atop her when his orgasm finished.
Bobby woke with a piss-hardon, climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom. He was standing about two feet away from the toilet, aiming his stream into the bowl when Marcia walked in. She had forgotten her cosmetics bag after her shower, and didn't realize anyone was in the bathroom. She stopped dead, staring at the boy's erection. Bobby was startled by her presence, but there wasn't much he could do about it. The longer she stared, though, the more it excited him.
Marcia stared at Bobby's hardon, watching it. At first it was softening as the piss left, but as she watched it began to stiffen again. She had never seen such a smooth cock, or balls so nearly devoid of hair. When he finished she moved towards him, reaching for his balls. She wasn't really horny, Greg and Peter had taken care of that, but Bobby's balls were practically calling her. Her fingers itched to feel the soft fuzz, to cradle his young balls, to fondle them. She dropped to her knees before him, stroking his cock with one hand, rolling his balls with the other. She pulled his foreskin back, marveling at the velvety smoothness of his shaft. Without a word she took him into her mouth. She sucked the head, licked it, while fisting the shaft with one hand and holding his balls with the other.
Bobby was taken completely by surprise. He was barely awake, and he was already being blown. He throbbed in Marcia's mouth, then dropped his hands to her head, pulled her against him, and began to shoot. He shot hard, but not very long. Everything had happened so fast, he hadn't even been hard more than a couple minutes.
Marcia swallowed the hot, sticky cum spewing into her mouth, and continued to suck. She wanted him to stay hard, wanted him to fuck her right there in the bathroom. When he was fully erect again she stood up, turned her back to him, and bent over, resting her hands on the toilet cover. Bobby pushed her robe up out of the way, moved up against her butt, and sunk his pole into her pussy.
His hands gripping her hips, Bobby began fucking, moving in and out slowly and steadily, wanting this to last much longer than the blow job had. Marcia was just as tight as Cindy, even if she was older. He continued his slow, steady fucking, helping Marcia build toward her own orgasm. When she began to moan and gasp he increased his tempo, thrusting harder and faster, matching his rythm to her moans, matching the frenetic pace she was setting, pushing back against him. She was bringing him to his exploding point, even as he was driving her to her own. With one final push backward, she impaled herself on his cock. He could feel her cunt clenching and releasing. With a sigh he thrust one more time, then gave himself over to his own orgasm. He flooded her cunt, their juices mixing and coating his cock.
Marcia slid slowly back down the hill, coming back to life. When Bobby pulled out she turned to him, pulled him close, and kissed him passionately. They showered together, then dressed and went downstairs. They walked into the kitchen just as Greg began to shoot, his cum filling Jan's mouth and dribbling out onto her chin.
The four sweaty kids went to shower while Marcia and Bobby fixed breakfast. The way this day had started, everybody needed a big breakfast.
Bobby, Cindy, Peter, and Jan all left for school. Bobby and Cindy were both in their first year at high school, Peter was a junior, and Jan was a senior, due to graduate in a couple of months.
Bobby had gym 1st period, as did his best friend Tom. While they were dressing Bobby told him about getting laid the day before, although he was careful not to mention who he had fucked. Greg had made it plain what would happen if word of their "family affair" got out. Being 14 years old, this conversation gave both boys a boner, even though Bobby had already gotten off twice that morning. While neither boy was gay, and had never touched the other, they had masturbated together, and now seemed like a great time. They ducked out of the boys locker room the back way, going through the coach's office, and got into a plumbing access area that not many students knew about. Tom's dad was the plumber the school hired, though, and Tom sometimes had to work with his dad on weekends, so he had been there before. That was how he knew about the flashlight that was hanging just inside the entrance.
As soon as they were inside both boys stripped off their shorts and began tugging on their cocks, Tom asking Bobby to tell him again about getting laid. Bobby was a little nervous about talking so close to the door, so they moved into the passageway, stroking their dicks as they walked. They hadn't gone very far when they heard voices, girls voices, from somewhere up ahead. Bobby was the first to realize that the sounds were coming through the wall, and that they must be alongside the girls locker room or shower. It was funny, but the voices seemed to be loudest in spots, and the spots were marked by large pieces of drywall leaning against the opposite wall. Both boys were stumped, standing there butt-naked, holding their cocks in one hand, listening to the voices. Tom was shining the flashlight over the wall, when a sudden twinkle caught both their eyes. Investigating, they discovered a hinge, fitted flush and covered with dirt. A little searching uncovered a second, slightly higher hinge. Something was here, but how did it open? Bobby had an idea. He grabbed a piece of the cut out drywall and held it against the wall with one edge lined up with the hinge. Sure enough, feeling around at the other edge his fingers found a very small indentation in the wood. About the right size for a nail to be inserted, of which there were plenty lying around. When they finally pried it open it was every thing they had hoped. They were looking directly into the girls locker room. It was empty at the moment, but in 20 minutes or so a class would be finishing and there would be 30 or so sophmore girls showering and dressing. Bobby had only seen two-way mirrors on TV, but he figured that's what they were looking through. Plus the fact they were looking out over sinks and counters. They went to each of the cut out pieces of drywall and found the same thing, small doors that looked through mirrors into the girls locker room. The last two were even more surprising. One was the mirror in the women's coaches office, and the last was in the girls shower. Neither of them had even known ther was a mirror in the shower. There certainly wasn't in any shower they had ever been in.
Gym class was over, and 30 sweaty girls poured into the locker room. As they watched the girls strip their cocks thickened and lengthened. Neither had ever seen so many tits, asses, and pussies before. Bobby stroked his cock, watching Sandy Morgan strip. She was the best built girl in school, with tits even bigger than Jan's. He followed her in the mirrors, watching her jugs bounce and swing as she walked to the shower. His cock throbbing, he slowly jerked himself off, watching her lather her tits, squishing them under her hands, rolling them around, making sure they were clean. She washed her stomach, then slid the soap between her thighs and scrubbed her pussy. Next was her ass, which she washed with both hands, which made her boobs stick out even further. Bobby slowed his pumping, not wanting to cum to soon. He fondled his balls, rolled them between his fingers, massaged his rod with both hands. He watched her towel herself off, then begin to dress. She pulled on a pair of pink lace panties, then the matching bra. Bobby was just about to switch to another girl when Sandy started walking straight toward him. She came to the mirror he was behind, set down a little bag, and began to apply her makeup. She wasn't more than a foot away, and she was in her underwear. With a low groan Bobby began to cum, spurting thick, creamy goo at the wall, all the while staring at Sandy's lace covered boobs. When he was finished Bobby looked around for Tom, who was down at the shower. He watched as his friends cock began to squirt, the cum splattering against the wall. The boys quickly closed the shutters, rubbing dirt on the hinges, then headed back. They both had Math 2nd period, and that was one class you had better not be late for.
Greg was deep in Marcia's pussy, enjoying the quiet of the house and the warmth of her cunt. Group fucks were fun, but Greg really liked boning Marcia one-on-one. The others would be home later, but for now it was his cock, her cunt and plenty of time.
Carol entered the house through the kitchen. They had closed a major deal at work, and to celebrate they had given everybody the rest of the day off. She was headed for the stairs and a shower when she heard a groan coming from the TV room. She walked to the half-open door and peeked inside, not really sure what she would see, but not expecting to see her oldest daughter and her step-son fucking on the couch. She was stunned, and completely at a loss. She felt she should protest, but they weren't really related, and they were both old enough to make up their own minds. As she watched Greg pulled out, stroked his shaft several times, then began to cum on Marcia's snatch and stomach. When he finished he rubbed his cock in the gooey mass on her belly, then slid it slowly back into her cunt.
Without realizing it, Carol was becoming aroused. The longer she watched, the harder her nipples became. Her hands pressed against her stomach, then slid upward to her breasts. She massaged them through her blouse and bra, rolling and squeezing them. Her fingers flew through the buttons, then opened the blouse. She cupped her boobs, bra and all, then slid her fingers inside the bra, liftng each tit clear and allowing them to hang over the bracups. While her left hand continued to play with her boobs, her right began its slow, sensual descent down her stomach, heading for her pussy. She pressed her silk panties against her mound, then slipped a finger inside and stroked her pussy lips.
She watched as Marcia suddenly lunged up against Greg, her body taut, every muscle spasming with the force of her orgasm. When she finally subsided Greg pulled out, still rock hard, and told Marcia to lean against the back of the couch so he could fuck her doggy style. As she watched Greg enter her daughter from behind, Carol lifted her skirt, bunching it around her waist, and removed her soaked panties. Watching Greg and Marcia fuck, she began alternately rubbing her pussy and finger-fucking it. She couldn't remember the last time she had been this hot. When her orgasm hit she leaned against the door frame, a loud moan escaping from her throat.
Greg and Marcia were startled by the sudden moan coming from behind them. Greg pulled out and turned quickly, then froze when he saw his step-mother leaning against the door, her clothes in disarray, two fingers in her snatch. There had never been any doubt in his mind that he would fuck his step-mother one day, and he wasn't going to let this incredible opportunity get away. He moved toward Carol, stopping in front of her and dropping to his knees. He pulled her fingers from her snatch and pushed his face against her, burying his tongue as deeply as he could in her hot, slick pussy. She responded as he had hoped she would, her fingers locking in his hair and pulling him hard into her. He could hear her whimpering as he alternately licked, sucked, and tongue fucked her cunt.
Carol knew she shouldn't do this, but the mouth on her pussy felt so good, and it had been such a long time since she had been eaten. She felt herself peaking again, and all thought fled. She gave herself to her orgasm, her body tingling with power.
Greg stood up, still gripping her ass, and lifted her easily. Her legs opened, wrapped around him as he had known they would. He lowered her to his cock, leaned her against the wall, and thrust upward as hard as he could, slamming his long, thick prick into her all at once. He held her there, fucking as hard as he could, uncaring about anything except the fire in his balls. He thrust as deeply as possible into Carol's pussy, his body smashed against hers, and pumped his hot, gooey load into her.
Carol felt the cock inside her explode. Mike had never cum this intensely in all the years they had been married. It was unlike any fuck she had ever experienced, this huge cock erupting inside her. She slid over the edge, her third orgasm shattering her, ripping long, low moans from her.
Marcia watched the two of them come back to reality. Her fingers danced across her pussy, stroking and thrusting, keeping her aroused. She saw Greg pull out of her mother, take her by the hand, and lead her to the couch.
Carol sat next to her daughter, a little afraid of what she knew was coming, but aroused enough to go with it. She hadn't been with another woman since college. Marcia stroked Carol's thigh, then leaned toward her pressed her lips to her mothers. Carol's mouth opened slowly, allowing Marcia's tongue inside. With her eyes closed, Carol couldn't tell the difference between her daughters tongue and any other she had played with. When she responded to the kiss Marcia came into her arms, plastering her body against her mothers.
Marcia broke the kiss, and began the slide downwards, kissing and licking Carols full, round boobs, then tonguing her way down her stomach. She slid to the floor, spread her mothers legs, and buried her face in hot, steamy pussy.
Greg stood beside them, playing with his cock, watching Marcia eat the cunt he had so recently been fucking. He was at that strange stage, not hard enough to fuck, really, but too hard to put it away. He knew how to take care of that. Stepping up behind Marcia, he straddled her, moved close to the couch, and reached for Carol. His fingers wrapped in her hair, then he pulled her close and rubbed his cock against her face. Carol removed one hand from Marcia's hair and took hold of the prick in her face, guiding it to her mouth. She sucked the head into her mouth, working it with her tongue. Greg stood still, allowing Carol to suck him any way she wanted.
Carol had never had a bone this big in her mouth. She sucked several inches in, then rubbed the underside of the head with her tongue. A sudden stiffening told her how Greg felt. She sucked harder, then circled it with her free hand and began pumping it, back and forth, sucking each time she stroked toward her mouth. She felt it stiffen some more, and knew it was ready. She wanted to be fucked by that monster dick again.
Greg pulled away from Carol, lifted Marcia to the couch, and draped her across the back, butt up. He turned Carol around, and layed her next to Marcia. He stroked the two pussies, then moved up against Carol and pushed his rod into her. He fucked her slowly, thrusting all the way in and pulling all the way back. After 10 strokes he pulled out and entered Marcia, fucking her the same way. He stayed in Marcia, gradually picking up speed, until he was fucking her the way he always did, fast and hard. He wanted Carol to see her daughter get off, and he wanted to be the cock getting her off. When Marcia began banging back against him he knew she was getting close. He thrust harder, driving deep. He could feel her hot juices flowing around his pole,could feel her cunt clenching and relaxing. When it was over he pulled out, grabbed Carol by the hips, and slammed home in one stroke. He fucked her the way he had earlier, all power and speed, banging against her soft ass with each stroke. He managed to hold himself back until her orgasm began, then he pumped another load deep into his step mother's pussy.