Date: Wed, 10 Dec 2014 10:41:52 -0700
From: Kenneth Anthony <kenneth@a-pah.org>
Subject: Boyd Family Chapter 4

The following is presented as fantasy. In this fantasy world, STI's do not
exist. You live in reality, plan accordingly. Similarities to real people,
living or dead, is coincidental.

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Margaret was lounging on the back patio with a glass of wine and a magazine
when Kevin walked out of the house wearing nothing but those damn
basketball shorts she liked so much. She could see his dick swinging as he
approached her and it made her wet just watching. He sat down on the edge
of her lounger and put his hand on her thigh. As he started to slide it
upward she reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Kevin! Amanda and Aaron are right inside!" She protested.

"Fucking." He replied evenly, closely watching her reaction. "My brother is
in our bedroom fucking my girlfriend." She seemed unfazed. "Dad's still at
work, and my beautiful mother is sitting all by herself. Why shouldn't she
be getting fucked too?"

She met his gaze. "If your brother is fucking your girlfriend, why aren't
you up there fucking him?" There, it was laid out in the open. He knew what
she knew.

"He said he wanted some alone time with each of us, before Mary gets here
tomorrow. Just in case things don't go well."

"Kevin, you three need to be careful. What you're doing to that poor girl,
you're not just playing with her man. You're playing with her heart!"

"Mine too!" he countered, rising in anger and pacing away from her, only to
swing back around and pace back. "Do you have any idea how much he means to
me? How it feels to finally be able to sleep in the arms of the guy I've
been lusting after since before I knew what my dick was for? Do you have
any idea how that feels, mom?" A slight smile played across her lips, and
his anger deflated like a popped balloon. "My God, Mom. How long?"

"Kevin, I met your father when he was fourteen, and we were just starting
high school. As you and your brother grew up, you both came to look more
and more like him all the time. The first time I saw Aaron climb out of
that pool when he was fourteen, he was a younger version of your father,
perfectly matched to the one I'd met all those years before. He was your
father's son, your father's spitting image, and I was your father's wife;
still in love with him for everything he had become, but also everything he
used to be. I suppressed it then. I stopped fucking your father for fear
that my mind would be fucking your brother. I became a prude to protect you
boys from myself. I was afraid I would hurt you, scar you, break you."

"What changed?"

"A few weeks ago, your door wasn't latched. I meant to knock but it swung
open. I saw you, the three of you, in bed. I knew you were both adults and
had made the choice for yourself. I thought, I thought that I would offer
you the chance to choose me. And you said yes. My sweet baby, you said yes!"

"Have you told Aaron? Have you offered him the choice?"

Her eyes shot wide open. "No! I -- I couldn't stand it if he rejected me.
You -- you didn't tell him, did you? About us?"

"I did. It wouldn't be fair to him, would it, or Amanda, if I continued a
sexual relationship with you, without telling them?"

"What if he hates me though? I seduced you - ."

"And I seduced him. How is he going to hate you for fucking me, when he's
been fucking me nightly for weeks?"

"When you put it that way - ."

"Shhhh."

He sat down on the lounger and slid his hand under her skirt and when it
came in contact with her moist mound, he smiled.

"No panties, mom?"

"It makes me feel kind of sexy, and a little slutty."

"I'll make you feel both."

He rubbed his thumb across her clit and she moaned, arching her back. Her
hard nipples were pressed invitingly against the sheer fabric of her top,
so he leaned down and took one in his mouth. He sucked and gently nibbled
it while slowly exploring her folds with his fingers. She moaned and
pressed against him.

"God, Kevin, yes!"

He carefully helped her out of her clothes gently licking and caressing
each inch of skin as it was revealed. When she was finally naked he went
back to suckling her tits as he fingered her hot hole.

"Yes, baby, you are so good at that! You're going to make mommy cum!"

He caught and held her gaze as his talented fingers drove her higher and
higher.

"You're so beautiful when you cum, Mom; cum for me."

Whatever response she attempted to make was lost in her moans as she
climaxed, soaking his fingers. He licked them clean before standing up and
shucking his shorts. As soon as his dick sprang free of confinement she was
on it like a starving woman. She sucked, licked and slurped on her son's
cock; moaning and writhing on the lounge chair the whole time as his
fingers continued to touch and caress her everywhere.

Finally she could take it no longer and stood up. She pushed him down on
the lounger and straddled him. Pointing his dick at her opening she sat
down hard. She bent over and kissed him fiercely while riding her son. When
he came in her, she had already climaxed three times and they were both
dripping sweat in the mild night air. Climbing off him, she gathered her
clothes and walked naked through the house to her bathroom to prepare for
bed.

Walking out of her bathroom she was startled to see Aaron sitting on her
bed, completely naked.

"What are you doing here?" She asked dumbly.

"Kevin came to bed completely spent, and I wanted to see where his load had
gone to. He was supposed to be saving it for me." Aaron's pout was playful,
but something about it seemed a little true too, and Margaret felt bad. It
only lasted for a moment though because her older son suddenly jumped up
and crossed to her. He guided her to her own bed where he proceeded to use
his tongue and fingers to turn her into a babbling idiot. There was hardly
an inch of her body left untouched, and he managed to eat a lot of his
brother's load out of her hole, before departing to his own room.

James had tried to stay away from the arcade since he wife started fucking
him again, but the temptation loomed ever present, and he had gone tonight.
A testament to how much he needed to be fucked, he ended up staying a lot
longer than he usually did, as a result his ass was dripping cum, which had
started to soak through his underwear. He was in the boys' bathroom trying
to clean up his trousers. He'd left the light off to avoid detection so, he
was practically invisible from the hallway, but it was visible to him. When
he saw movement from the corner of his eye, he looked up and saw Aaron
walking out of the master bedroom and going back to his own, completely
naked. James's cock leapt to attention at the sight of his oldest son's
semi-hard dick swinging back and forth as he walked.

After Aaron was in his own room James tiptoed to the master bedroom and
peeked inside. His wife was laying on their bed breathing heavy with cum
dripping from her hole. James was shocked that his wife was fucking their
child, but he'd seen the beautiful cock that Aaron was sporting so he was
also jealous that it wasn't fucking him as well.

He was on his way back to the bathroom to finish cleaning up the mess in
his pants when curiosity got the better of him. He tiptoed to the boys'
room and quietly peaked inside. He was surprised to see Aaron's bed empty,
and then he saw why. His two boys were sleeping in the same bed together, a
mass of limbs and sexy muscle. Aaron's cock was now nestled between Kevin's
ass cheeks, his hand resting on his brother's pelvic bone. Without thinking
about it his hand drifted to his cock and he hastily shot a load all over
the door to the boys' room while watching them sleep and cuddle. He looked
down at the new mess he'd made, and sighed.

By the time his entire cleanup was done and he was crawling into his own
bed, Margaret had climbed under the covers and no longer resembled a rag
sex doll. He cuddled up to her, nestled his cock in the cleft of her ass,
and fell asleep. His dreams featured his sons, his wife, and him in a huge
incestuous orgy. It was one of his best night's sleep.

When he woke, his hard cock was poking his wife in the back. She reached
back and gave it a few tugs before lining it up with her slit and sliding
back onto it. As she did she sighed.

"Yes, baby. Oh God, Kevin, make mommy feel good." James stopped moving with
her and immediately pretended to be asleep. He didn't want his wife to know
that he had heard what she said, and that her secret was out. She moaned
again and began thrusting back onto him before pulling off to reposition
herself. "James?" she asked startled, hoping that he didn't answer.

It was to her great relief that he pretended to wake up just then and
smiled at her leaning over him, and his painfully erect cock. "Morning
beautiful." He positioned her hips over him and plunged into her. The
entire time he fucked her he wondered about Aaron and Kevin, were they both
fucking his wife? Did the other one know? Did she know they were fucking
each other? What did Kevin's dick look like? What did his sons' cocks feel
like? He had so many questions and each one got him so hot and bothered
that he blew his load into his wife's pussy inside of five minutes. She
went down to clean him off before getting out of bed to go make breakfast.
He noticed as she went that her robe did very little to obscure her body,
but he didn't comment on that, merely filed it away for consideration later.

Amanda was conspicuously absent from the breakfast table, and the two boys
were watching their mother's every move. The table hid their identical
erections, which their basketball shorts did nothing to conceal. Finally,
after Margaret had cleared all the dishes and wiped down the table, Kevin
had enough.

"Christ, Mom! Get your fucking ass over here and lose the damn robe!" She
stopped suddenly staring at him for his outburst. Aaron kicked his brother
under the table. "What?" Kevin asked his brother, "She's been teasing us,
prancing around in next to nothing all morning, with dad's load leaking out
of her pussy. I want to eat it, and I want to fuck one of you, because I
can't very well go jogging like this." He stood up to show off his
obscenely tented shorts, before dropping them to the ground to stand there
naked.

"Kevin, you're such a whiney, spoiled little brat, you know that? C'mon,
Mom, you know he won't shut up until he gets his way now." Aaron said
standing and removing his own shorts.

Margaret dropped the robe on the kitchen floor and made her way to her two
boys, who lifted her up onto the dining room table and took turns eating
her out, scooping their fathers load out and sharing it with her and each
other in wet sloppy kisses. Finally Kevin pushed his brother forward
between her legs, and lined up behind his brother. As Kevin thrust into
Aaron, the momentum pushed Aaron's cock into his mother.

That was more or less how Amanda found them when she walked into the house
without knocking. "So, that's what my boys get up to when I'm not around,"
she joked, winking at Margaret.

"They were my boys first," Margaret responded with a twinkle in her eye.

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Kenneth Anthony

"A life lived in fear is a life half lived"

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