Chapter 22 – A Night to Remember

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When Melissa and Stephanie entered the Muller home kitchen after their bath, they found Stephanie's father and their brothers all busy with different tasks preparing dinner. They all looked up with appreciative glances when they saw the two girls. Melissa had re-donned her slinky, purple house dress and Stephanie was once again wearing her undersized robe, barely held together in the front.

"Well, that sounded like a very enjoyable shave," John said with an amused smile. "My shaves aren't near as much fun."

"Maybe you just need a better barber," Stephanie smiled sweetly, which caused her father to swallow hard.

"You could hear us, huh?" Melissa asked, feeling her face redden as she recalled that she'd been loudly promising to fuck John somehow that night. "Sorry about that."

John frowned skeptically. "First, it wasn't a problem for any of us!" He looked around at the two boys who grinned in confirmation. "Second, don't even try to claim you're sorry. We could tell from down here that you hadn't even bothered to close the bathroom door, so you wanted us to hear you. Or maybe," he added with a raised eyebrow, "You wanted us to join you."

Brad's jaw dropped at his father's lack of subtlety but Stephanie just said mildly, "You would have been welcome if you had," which made her brother's eyes goggle even more.

"Is that so?" her father asked with a wicked gleam in his eye. "Well, since apparently Melissa now has to do that every day, I imagine there will be plenty of other chances."

"That'll be fun," Stephanie nodded with a smile. She looked around the kitchen. "Anything we can help with?"

Her father gave her an appraising look but finally just said, "You two can set the table. That would be a help."

The girls did as they were asked, and soon all five of them were seated around a meal of hamburger steaks, mashed potatoes and mixed vegetables. Melissa found she was quite hungry and eagerly served herself a generous helping. The conversation was mundane until Brad asked, "Hey, Dad. Any chance we can get another one of those Irish Coffees?"

Melissa saw Keith's eyebrows rise in surprise and she realized that she'd neglected to tell either Keith or her mother about that particular indiscretion of John's.

Brad's father gave him a stern expression and said, "No, I'm afraid not. I happened to mention to Margaret this morning when we were talking at breakfast that I'd plied her children with strong drink the week before and she was not amused. She let me know she wasn't too upset about the one time, though she was disappointed that you hadn't mentioned it to her, Melissa," he looked at his redheaded guest pointedly, "But she also made it clear that she did not want it happening again. Apparently alcohol was something of a problem for her ex-husband – your father," he noted with a glance that took in both Melissa and Keith, "And she'd prefer not to have it be a part of your lives any time soon. So I have to respect that, and I hope you understand."

Melissa spoke up, "Yeah, sure, I understand. To tell the truth, what with all the other excitement last weekend, the fact that you'd made us drinks just sorta' slipped my mind. I don't remember ever seeing Dad drunk, though. Do you, Keith?" she asked her brother.

"Yeah, when we were a lot younger so you probably don't remember," Keith nodded. "I think Mom kind of put her foot down at some point and from then on, if he drank, he did it somewhere else. Huh!" he exclaimed with sudden insight. "Maybe that's why he ended up with that bimbo! She probably let him drink all he wanted."

John nodded in understanding. "You may be right. That kind of thing can happen. Anyway, that's a long answer to your question, Brad." His son nodded, though he looked a bit disappointed.

Suddenly the house telephone rang. "Speaking of my mother," Melissa predicted, "That's probably her checking in."

John rose to answer it and Melissa could tell instantly by the way his face unconsciously lit up that it was her mother on the other end of the line. "Hi, Margaret," John said and Melissa had to bite her lip to keep from laughing out loud. The man was practically purring; she shot a sidelong glance at Stephanie and saw she was watching her father with an indulgent expression.

"Yep, everything's fine here," they heard John say, "Couldn't be better. How was your flight? Everything okay?" There was a long pause where they could hear Margaret's indistinct voice through the handset. "Oh, that's really good, isn't it? It sounds like your role there is going to be more important than you thought...Uh-huh...Yeah, they're both right here. Would you like to talk to them?" He glanced at Keith. "Keith, your mother would like to say hello."

Keith got up and spoke to their mother for a couple of minutes. Beyond assuring her that yes, everything really was fine, it was clear that neither felt free to discuss much really interesting things in detail.

Then it was Melissa's turn. "Hi, Mom," she said brightly into the phone.

"Hi, love," her mother said. "I miss you both so much already!"

"We miss you, too, Mom," Melissa assured her.

"Even with three young lovers to keep you company?" she asked pointedly.

"Even so," Melissa confirmed.

"So I take it things have worked out like you expected and Keith and Stephanie have, well, taken their relationship to the next level?" she asked, a trifle plaintively.

"Uh, didn't you ask him?" Melissa wondered.

"I did, and now I'm asking you," the woman persisted. "I know you can't really say much, so I'll keep it to yes-no questions, okay?"

"Okay," Melissa agreed dubiously, wondering how much she would be expected to reveal.

"So Keith and Stephanie did make love?" her mother wanted to know.

"Yes, definitely," Melissa nodded, trying not to telegraph the contents of the conversation to the other occupants of the room too obviously.

"And did the four of you all fuck together?" Margaret continued.

"Yeah, sure," Melissa nodded easily.

"And was this all before John got back?" she wanted to know.

"Uh, mostly," Melissa chewed her lip.

"Oh, shit!" her mother cursed. "And I suppose he heard you?"

"I honestly don't know, Mom," Melissa temporized since while John had certainly seen the four of them together, she wasn't certain that he had heard them.

"Okay, well, it's probably fine then," her mother said and Melissa relaxed.

"What were you telling John about your job at the show?" Melissa asked, eager to change the subject.

"Oh, just that my boss asked me to be responsible for managing all the VIP visits to our booth. I wasn't expecting to do that before I got here, but it's fine. I think I can handle it, and it does seem like maybe they actually trust me with a real job."

"Oh, Mom! That's great! I'm really proud of you," Melissa said enthusiastically.

"Thanks. Well, I should let you go," she said. "I just wanted to let you all know I got here fine and that I miss you all."

"Well, we miss you, too, Mom. I know you're gonna' do great there!" Melissa said. "You, um, want me to put John back on the line?"

"Oh! Uh, y-yeah, sure, that'd be very nice," her mother stammered. "Good night, my baby. I love you."

"I love you, too, Mom," Melissa assured her. "John? She wants to talk to you again."

John took the phone and said, "So? Any words of wisdom for me now that you've talked to your wonderful children?"

There was more indistinct conversation on the other end, and John said, "Yes, you're right. Don't worry. Everyone is behaving very well. I couldn't be more pleased," he said with a wink at the four young people. "That's right. Okay, I'll echo what your daughter said and tell you I know you're going to do great...Yes, I miss you very much, too," he said with a tender smile. "Uh-huh, for real...All right, get some sleep and we'll talk to you tomorrow. About this same time?...Okay, we'll be here. Good night." And he hung up the phone.

"Okay, I guess we'd all better eat our dinner, now, huh?" John said after he'd re-seated himself at the table, and everyone finished their meal in relative silence.

After dinner, John asked if they would like to watch a movie together. Though it was clear the boys were hoping to get upstairs for another sex session with their sisters, they agreed with good grace and, after helping to clear the table, Melissa and the boys headed to the family room while Stephanie remained behind with her father finishing up the dinner dishes.

In the family room, Keith immediately plopped himself down in the corner of the large sofa so Melissa sat beside him in the middle while Brad rummaged through their videos to make a selection. When he held up an older animated film, Melissa cried, "Oh, that'd be great! I haven't seen that one since I was little!" so Brad set it up in the player.

When Brad finished getting the video ready, he sat on the other side of Melissa. She was beginning to feel a bit chilled from the skimpy clothing she was wearing and asked Brad for the blanket she'd seen draped across the back of the sofa. He grabbed it and spread it across all three of them, snuggling in close to Melissa under the blanket once he returned to his seat. Melissa grinned at him because she understood the possibilities for serious hanky-panky under its concealment. Indeed, Brad wasted no time in putting his hand under the thin cloth of her gown and beginning to fondle her breast, which made her gasp with pleasure. Keith quickly had the same idea, only his hand went into her crotch under the side slit of the dress and began to diddle her cunt.

At that moment, Stephanie walked in and, seeing the three of them bundled under the blanket, observed, "My, don't you guys look cozy."

"Come on and squeeze in, Steph!" Melissa invited. "We can make room."

Her slim friend looked at her speculatively for a moment before shaking her head. "Naw, it's no big deal. I think I'll just sit with Dad," she said with a shrug. Since the only other comfortable chair in the room was John's easy chair, Melissa immediately understood what was on her friend's mind and just gave her a grin.

When John finally entered the room he asked, "No seat for me?" with raised eyebrows.

"Sit here, Dad," Stephanie, who was curled up in the armchair, invited him. "I'll sit on your lap. Oh, and can you bring another blanket, please? The others grabbed the only one in here," she added, giving Melissa a saucy look.

"Uh, sure; be right back," her father promised. He returned shortly carrying a thick comforter. His daughter gave him an approving smile and stood to allow him to seat himself before snuggling into his lap and helping her father draw the warm covering over them.

With everyone situated, Brad pushed the button on the remote and started the video. However, John almost immediately asked, "Brad, would you mind getting up and turning out the light? I'm kind of encumbered," he chuckled. "That's a joke, love," he hastened to add when Stephanie started to splutter a protest. "You're never an encumbrance; certainly not an unwelcome one," he said, kissing the top of her head.

Brad got up from under their shared blanket and Melissa was interested to see that he was already sporting a prominent bulge in the front of his boxer shorts. She looked over and saw that John had noticed it, too, but his expression was unreadable. Brad turned the room light off and returned to his place beside Melissa.

As soon as the boy was once again under the concealing blanket, his hand immediately stole under the top of Melissa's gown and began to knead her large breast. Deciding that her sexy gown had outlived its purpose now that no one could even see it and it was now just in the way, Melissa tugged the thin shoulder straps off and peeled the sheer garment down her body, lifting her hips in order to pull it the rest of the way off. She allowed it to rest on the floor by her feet. Both her companions stared at her, open-mouthed at her daring, but they quickly recovered and foolish grins replaced their surprised expressions. Both of them eagerly began to fondle and caress her entire body, now completely nude under the blanket.

Laying her head back and sighing with pleasure, she luxuriated in the lascivious feeling of allowing the two boys to completely ravage her with their fingers. She glanced over to where Stephanie and her father were sitting to find both of them watching her intently. Stephanie whispered something to her father and he, after a moment's hesitation, made motions under their comforter that certainly appeared to Melissa like he was helping her out of her robe so that she could be equally naked. Melissa gave them both an approving grin and then turned her attention to the boys alongside her once again.

For about ten minutes, they watched the film in silence, though the boys' fingers were making it increasingly difficult to keep from moaning aloud, particularly Keith's, which were plumbing the depth of her juicy cunt. Melissa parted her legs wider and lay one across each of her partners' thighs. With that improved access to her oozing cunt slit, both boys turned partially sideways to face her and began to knead a breast and tease a nipple with one hand while sliding their fingers in and out of her cunt. Sometimes they would alternate and sometimes both sets of their fingers would be together, sliding together along her slit in a way that drove her nearly mad with lust. It was such an unusual sensation, but one that made her feel like she was the very center of attention from both her young lovers. She resolved to be sure to introduce Stephanie to this particular treat at the very first opportunity.

And then Melissa had to bite down on her lip to keep from crying out because both boys had pushed a finger into her cunt hole simultaneously. In a desperate attempt to stifle her moans, she pulled Brad's lips to hers and kissed him as hard as she could, her breath coming in quick pants through her nostrils. Keith took advantage of the fact that her body was turned and her ass pointed in his direction to slither a quim-lubricated finger into her asshole. This was too much for the twelve-year-old's beleaguered body. She felt an orgasm welling up and was completely powerless to stop it.

She shuddered and writhed and whimpered as softly as she could into Brad's open mouth while he continued to ravage her cunt hole and nipple with his fingers and her brother plunged his finger all the way to the palm into her puckered anus. Spasm after spasm of ecstatic sensation shot through her and still the boys were unrelenting in their lewd assault on her defenseless young body. It wasn't until she finally whimpered, "No! Please! I can't- I'm gonna pee!" that they eased their motions and allowed her extended orgasm to finally subside.

Breaking off from her kiss with Brad with a whispered, "You're a very naughty boy," she turned and proceeded to kiss her brother with equal ardor. Keith willingly responded and thrust his tongue incestuously into her mouth and deliberately pushing large dollops of his spit into her mouth where she swallowed them greedily. While she was thus engaged, Brad stuck two fingers into her sopping pussy and began to slowly slide them in and out.

Melissa was beside herself with lust. She reached into Keith's lap and found his cock was completely hard – and there was no sign of his gym trunks. She realized he must have surreptitiously slid them off some time after she had removed her gown, but she took full advantage and wrapped her hand around his rigid shaft, stroking it up and down slowly and sensuously. He groaned softly in appreciation.

She opened her eyes and looked past her brother's head towards Stephanie and her father and smiled in astonishment to see that the pair actually seemed to be fucking right there in the chair under their sheltering blanked. John's face was screwed up in concentration and his daughter's eyes were completely closed, her head lolling back against her father's shoulder as she sat facing outward on his lap. But it was the motion of her slim friend's hips and body that provided the biggest clue to their illicit activity – she was rocking her body back and forth, rolling her hips in and out exactly in the way she would if her father's massive cock her buried in her young pussy. Neither of them were paying any more attention to the movie playing on the TV screen than Melissa and her two young men were – in fact, they looked pretty oblivious to anything else in their surroundings.

Meanwhile, the tempo of Brad's finger fucking in her cunt increased and he resumed massaging her breast and gently pinching her nipple. Melissa whimpered into her brother's mouth as her arousal, which had only partially receded when the boys had slackened the pace of their fingering, roared back as intense as before. "Oh, God, I'm gonna come again," she groaned softly to Keith.

"Go ahead, Sis. I've got you," he whispered back.

"Hunnggghhh!" she grunted, louder this time. "But- ooohhh! What if I pee?" she gasped.

Her brother smiled and reached down between his legs, momentarily exposing Melissa's breasts but a quick glance at the armchair told her that Stephanie and her father were in their own little world. Keith straightened back up with his gym trunks in his hand and then pushed them down between her legs and held them there over Brad's thrusting fingers. Brad looked at him inquisitively. "For when she pisses," he explained in a low murmur. Brad nodded in comprehension and, thus freed of any further constraints, began to finger fuck her vagina in earnest.

Melissa did her best to keep her vocalizations to a minimum but it was no use. As her climax built, she was panting loudly through her nose and soft little moans kept escaping her lips, even though they were muffled by her brother's mouth. She opened her eyes and saw that both Stephanie and John were staring at her intently, their obscene motions in the chair now unmistakable – father and daughter were fucking each other right there in the same room with them and watching her come while they did it!

The sight and the situation was so depraved that Melissa completely lost control and a high, keening whine emerged from her lips as another orgasm, this one even stronger than the first, smashed into her. Her entire body went completely rigid as a tsunami of erotic sensation swept over her. Her feet and hands clenched and unclenched involuntarily and little tremors shook her with each new rhythmic pulse of white-hot sensation. She felt her brother's arms wrapped tightly around her and, safe in his embrace, surrendered the last vestige of her control, emptying her bladder completely into the wadded trunks he held pushed against her pussy.

At last, her climax loosened its overwhelming grip and she pulled away from her brother's mouth and relaxed, breathing heavily. Brad finally pulled his fingers out of her sopping wet hole, and she turned to face him, planting a long wet kiss on his lips before whispering, "God, Brad! You made me come so hard. And I'm sorry I peed all over your fingers," she giggled softly. "Here, let me see them," she ordered. When he complied, she licked them up and down thoroughly, tasting her pungent urine mixed with her pussy juices.

Once she had completed her obscene task, she sat back on the sofa and grabbed both boys around the neck, pulling their faces close. "I need you. I need you both right now!"

"How are we going to do that?" Brad asked, though the expression on his face revealed his delight at the notion. "It's a little cramped."

"Not here!" she hissed, "Upstairs. You guys need to excuse yourself – say you're too tired to watch any more – and I'll meet you up in your bedroom as soon as I say goodnight to Stephanie, okay?"

Keith grasped the plan immediately. He stretched his arms high over his head and gave an immense, gaping yawn, saying in a loud voice, "Oh, man! I don't know what's gotten into me, but I can't keep my eyes open any longer. I've got to head to bed." Pausing only long enough to pull his piss-soaked shorts on under the blanket, he stood up and boldly walked over to where Stephanie and her father were sitting. The pair were now sitting still under their blanket but Melissa had no doubt that if the blanket were removed, it would reveal John's cock still firmly buried in his daughter's cunt.

Keith said, "Thanks for a great day, and your hospitality, John. Good night, Stephanie. I'll see you in the morning."

John said a trifle huskily, "Oh, don't be such a gentleman, Keith. Go ahead and kiss her goodnight properly. You know you want to," he chuckled good-naturedly.

"Wow, um, thanks," Keith said in surprise, but he bent over and kissed Stephanie full on the lips, which she readily parted to admit his tongue and for a long, long moment they held their passionate kiss. Melissa was stunned to see John's hand emerge from under their blanket to caress Keith's side and actually slid down to cover his ass, and action which Keith did nothing to discourage.

When Keith broke off his kiss with the man's daughter, he said softly, "Hmmm, it feels like you peed your pants, son."

"Somebody peed into my pants, yes," Keith agreed with a subtle glance at Melissa.

"Hah!" John barked a short laugh, "Well, yes, I understand now, and I appreciate your quick thinking to preserve my furniture. Sleep well," he added as Keith turned to go, and the boy gave a wave and a smile.

Brad now spoke up. "I think I'm gonna hit the sack, too. `Night, Dad. `Night, Sis," he yawned as he rose.

Stephanie had a wicked gleam in her eye, though, and she said sweetly, "Aren't you going to kiss me goodnight, too, Bro?"

Brad gawped at his sister, incredulous. He shot Melissa a glance, but she just smiled encouragement and motioned for him to go ahead with her hand. After a moment's more hesitation, he stepped over next to his sister and gave her a chaste peck on the cheek.

"Brad!" Stephanie protested. "I know you can kiss me better than that! Give me a real kiss, like the kind you give Melissa," she demanded.

"Aw, jeez, Stephanie!" he protested. "Right here in Dad's face?"

"Why not?" she asked impishly, obviously enjoying her brother's discomfiture hugely. "You've been doing everything else in front of Dad. This seems pretty minor." Brad reddened immediately, but his sister persisted, "And Dad doesn't mind. Do you, Dad?"

"Not in the least," he said mildly with a twinkle in his eye. "I love to see my children getting along so well."

"Oh, shit!" Brad cursed, but he swallowed hard and bent in to put his lips against his sister's. Her lips parted instantly and her tongue snaked into his mouth, lewdly writhing inside it. To Melissa's keen interest, she saw John once more reach out from under his blanket to encompass his son, but this time it was just to pull him into a tight embrace rather than fondle the boy's ass the way he had done with Keith.

Stephanie finally relented and released her brother from their incestuous kiss. "See, I knew you could kiss me properly. That wasn't so bad, was it?"

He straightened up directly, saying with a somewhat befuddled smile, "No, it was very nice. Thanks. And thanks, Dad."

"For what, son?" he asked innocently.

"For- for- oh, you know! Just for being so cool about everything!" he blurted.

"My pleasure, believe me," his father said. "I hope you can eventually get some sleep tonight," he added with a pointed glance at Melissa, who just waggled her eyebrows in response.

Brad turned to head down the hall to the stairs, and Melissa saw that Keith was still standing there, having observed the entire incestuous interchange between the Mullers. But once Brad reached him, they both headed upstairs together.

The minute Melissa heard the boys' tread on the stairs, she felt safe to stand and approach her girlfriend and John. She picked up her slinky gown from the floor but made no pretense of putting it on, standing beside the pair stark naked. Stephanie grinned at her audacity and then roughly threw the concealing comforter away from her and her father. "Whew!" she exclaimed, "I thought I was going to die of the heat under there. Thanks for finally getting the guys to leave! What did you say to them?"

Melissa couldn't answer right away because even though she had been expecting it, actually witnessing her friend and lover fucking her own father right in front of her took her breath away. Stephanie was completely naked and her father's shorts were down around his knees. Wanting to get a closer look, Melissa helpfully knelt on the floor and tugged John's shorts the rest of the way off. She studied the way John's immense prick was stuffed into his daughter's pubescent twat and shook her head in amazement. "It really does fit inside you, doesn't it, Steph?"

"It sure does," her dark haired lover asserted with pride, and she emphasized her words by rocking her hips back and forth to make her father's huge cock slide in and out. "This is as far as I can get it in, though. You could probably get more," she added under lowered eyes. "Do you want to try? You know you want to," she added, almost pleading.

"And you know I want to," Melissa admitted in a voice rapidly thickening with lust. "I think you both do," she added, gazing directly into John's eyes. "But as for what I said to get the guys to leave, I promised them I'd be up right after them and I wanted them both to fuck me. At the same time," she added, awed by her own daring in being able to have such a frank discussion.

"Ohhh, God! That sounds totally hot! Doesn't it, Dad?" Her father swallowed and nodded, seemingly unable to speak.

"So anyway, that's why I can't stay and do anything more here," Melissa explained weakly, her resolve beginning to fade as she watched John's cock slide in and out of Stephanie's pussy. "They'd be back down here in a couple of minutes wondering where I was."

Stephanie sighed deeply. "Yeah, okay, I get that. But remember what we talked about!" she said with a meaningful look.

"I haven't forgotten," Melissa promised with a throaty chuckle, "But I'd better say goodnight now and get up there."

"Wait," Stephanie asked. "Now that no one is even pretending to watch the TV, I'm going to turn around so I can fuck my dad properly, facing him," she declared. And she raised herself up off her father's stiff organ, giving Melissa a perfect view of its entire length which glistened wetly from his daughter's cunt juices, the purple veins throbbing visibly. Once again imagining the way that cock would feel going up inside her made Melissa's knees feel wobbly and she almost cried aloud that she had changed her mind. But the thought of having Brad chance upon her actually having sex with his father without having the chance to bring him around to the idea gradually helped her resist the temptation.

Instead, now that Stephanie had reversed her position and was facing her father while they continued their incestuous rutting, Melissa stepped forward and said softly, "Good night, John; good night, my love," to Stephanie, and she leaned in to kiss her dark haired lover. She felt Stephanie's lips melt into hers and their tongues lewdly thrust and probed into each other's mouth.

Moaning softly at the intense increase in her arousal Stephanie's kiss induced, she wrapped her arms around her lover, feeling the motion of the girl's body as she continue to rock back and forth atop John's enormous prick. To her shocked delight, she felt John's arm encircle her as well, pulling all three of them into a tight embrace. She felt the man's face right at her cheek so she turned her head to kiss Stephanie's father as well, the memory coming unbidden to her mind of that first time the two of them had kissed, in a situation remarkably similar to this one, only now Melissa was completely nude in front of the man and Stephanie actually had his cock inside her instead of sliding her pussy up and down on top of it.

And John's kisses always seemed so much more intense than even her kisses with Stephanie. Not more loving, but just more...overwhelming. Melissa felt her self-control starting to slip rapidly, and then it was instantly shredded when simultaneously she felt Stephanie begin to tweak her already sensitive nipple and John's fingers slithered around behind her and buried themselves in her pussy from behind.

"Ohhhhh! What are you doing to me, guys? Hoh! Oh, God! You know I can't resist one of you, let alone both of you! Hmmmm! Oh, fuck, that's so nice!" Melissa moaned piteously, her face turning from John to Stephanie and back again, sharing each in turn with long, wet, obscene kisses. "Oh, shit! Haaaggggghhhhh!" she cried as she felt first one, then two of John's thick fingers pushing up into her dripping cunt hole.

"We just want to love you, Mel," Stephanie whispered huskily. "Let us make you come together with us, baby! Stay with us while we come, okay?" she begged.

"Ohhhhh, God!" Melissa groaned, "You know I can't say no to you! Hunngggghhhh! Hunnnggghhh! Oh, shit! If Brad- hunngggghhh! Brad catches us like this- oh, God! You're the ones who- oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Who have to explain it to him! Haaaggggghhhh! You make me feel so perfect! Hunnggghhh! Hunnggghhh!"

"We'll worry about Brad if that happens- ohhhhh!" Stephanie gasped as the lewd stimulation of her father's cock in her pussy began to have an effect. "But why don't you- ohhhh! Why don't you let Daddy suck those beautiful tits of yours? Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! He always wants to, you know?"

Melissa willingly proffered up one of her breasts to John, who smiled gratefully at her before lowering his lips to suckle it greedily. "Hoh! Oh, shit! That- hunghhh! That feels so different- hunnggghhh! So different from any of the rest of you! Oh, God, John! You wouldn't believe what you're doing to me! Hoh! Shit! It's like electric sparks- aaagghh! Are shooting between my tit and my cunt! Ohhhhhh, holy fucking shit! Haaggghhhh!" she shrieked as John began to diddle her engorged clit. "Oh, yeah! Oh, fuck, yeah! Just like that, John! Ohhhh, God! You guys are gonna make me come!"

"H-hang on, lover," Stephanie grunted, her face a rictus of concentration as she ground her cunt down onto her father's thrusting prick. "Almost there, too! Ohhhhh, Daddy! It's starting! Do it! Fuck me hard now!"

With that encouragement, John began to thrust upwards with his hips, driving his cock deeper and deeper into his daughter's yearning pussy hole with each plunge. His forehead was sweating profusely now and his eyes were closed in concentration, yet he continued to suckle Melissa's nipple and finger her cunt hole and clit.

Melissa was trying to stave off her own impending orgasm but it was becoming increasingly difficult. Just then, Stephanie cried, "Ohhhhh! And Daddy? Mel loves for you to bite her nipple- hunnnggghhh! While she comes. Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck me, Daddy! Fill me all up! Haaggghhhh! Oh, God, Daddy! Here it comes! Come with me, Mel! Haaaggghhhhhh!" and with a final hoarse cry, Stephanie's body began to twitch and shake with her climax.

Meanwhile, John had heard his daughter's advice and savagely bit down on Melissa's tender nipple. With a high-pitched squeal, Melissa's climax arrived with a whirlwind of ecstatic sensation, making her knees turn to jelly. She grasped her other breast and ferociously kneaded and twisted it as jolt after jolt of orgasmic pleasure shot through her. She was extremely glad that she'd pissed during her previous climax, because the intensity of this one would surely have made her drench the carpet. She could hear John grunting as well and figured he was shooting his large load of incestuous jism into Stephanie's young womb.

Stephanie's climax receded and she collapsed forward onto her father's chest, panting heavily. John reached around with the hand that wasn't still buried in Melissa's pussy and held his daughter tenderly, lightly kissing the top of her head. He looked up at Melissa and mouthed `thank you', which puzzled the redhead who figured she'd received more than she'd given in that last exchange, but she smiled at him nevertheless. The look that he gave her was powerfully intense, almost a promise of more things to come between them, and she nodded in silent agreement.

"Whooo!" Stephanie finally exhaled. "That was amazing. Sex with Dad is always wonderful, but when you're in the mix, it's like- I don't know, I just feel more free, more me if that makes any sense. Thank you so much for staying this long. I know you've got to go and give our brother's a thrill," she giggled.

"You sure you don't want to come along and see?" Melissa tried to tempt her friend.

"Oh, no," Stephanie chuckled. "My amazing daddy has got at least one or two more good comes in him after the shameless teasing we put him through earlier, didn't we, Daddy?" she cooed.

"Shameless," he nodded with a grin.

"And I'm going to make sure I get everything out of him that he's got to give me before I let him sleep," Stephanie continued. "But if you wouldn't mind..." she trailed off.

"Yes, my love?" Melissa asked.

"If you can arrange it, could you leave the door cracked a bit in their room?" Stephanie grinned brazenly. "Daddy and me might want to take a little peek on our way to bed."

"You've got it!" Melissa promised with a laugh. "Good night again to both of you. You've got me nice and warmed up for the boys. I just hope they haven't fallen asleep again waiting like this morning," she chuckled.

John raised his eyebrows. "Tell you later, Dad," Stephanie promised. "Mel's gotta' go. Bye, lover. Make them happy," she added, her eyes gleaming. Melissa blew them both a kiss and, recovering her discarded gown from the floor where she'd dropped it, padded out of the room and up the stairs to Brad's room.

When she arrived, she found the room dim, lit only by a single light on the desk. Brad was lying on his bed, still wearing his boxer shorts and very obviously watching the door for her appearance. Keith was completely nude and lying on the spare bed. Leaving the bedroom door cracked per Stephanie's request, Melissa decided to take charge right away rather than open herself up to criticism. "Hey! Brad, why do you still have those shorts on? We can't fuck through those! And Keith! Why are you on that bed? Get over here with Brad. I am so ready for you both to fuck me!" she grinned.

Both boys moved as they were bid, but Brad still whined, "What took you so long? You were gone a long time!"

Melissa stepped over and laid her hand against her young boyfriend's cheek. "I was saying goodnight to your sister, love. You know that can sometimes get, well, a little involved," she said in a friendly tone.

"I could hear you coming all the way up here. Stephanie, too," he added.

"Well, naturally, baby. That is what tends to happen when you put us together," she responded, still trying to keep her tone light.

Brad, however, was not to be turned aside from what was really bothering him. "And you did all that right in front of Dad? Or had he left the room?" he persisted.

Weighing how much of the truth to dole out at a time to her naïve lover, she just said, "Yes, Brad, he was there and he saw it all. He didn't seem to mind a bit," she smiled. "Now, are you going to talk or are we going to fuck?" she demanded.

"Uh, I vote for `fuck'!" Keith grinned as he bounced onto the bed with the other two.

"Great! I was hoping you'd say that," Melissa chuckled. "So. I want one of you in my ass and one of you in my pussy. Who wants to be where the first time? We can switch around after."

"Ass!" both boys said at the same time, and then looked at each other for a beat.

"Rock, paper, scissors," Keith cried. It took Brad a second to catch on, but then he held up his hand and he and Keith counted off.

Keith won and Brad looked so crestfallen that Melissa chided him, "Oh, poor Brad. He has to fuck my hot little, wet little cunt until the next time when it's his turn up my ass. Though it's nice to know that both of you have come to appreciate ass-fucking. Good thing I like it too, huh? Keith, be a love and grab the bottle of baby oil I know you brought," she requested.

Keith sprang to comply wearing a silly grin, while Melissa pushed Brad onto his back. "And now my poor baby has to suffer even more because he has to let me suck his cock and get it all hard," she giggled. She placed her lips around his slightly flaccid member and began to slowly suck it, running her tongue up and down it, and circling the head. She playfully pushed the tip of her tongue into the slit at end of his prick, which made him ask what she had just done. When she told him, he asked her to do it again, which she did.

Keith was lying beside them with his head even with Brad's cock and studying it intense scrutiny. Melissa realized that he probably wished he was the one sucking it, but didn't think Brad was quite ready for that step yet. Nevertheless, she had an idea.

"Keith," she told her brother, "Why don't you lie on your side and put your cock right next to Brad's? That way I can suck one and then the other until you're both hard!"

Her brother grinned and did so immediately; Brad looked a bit uncomfortable but couldn't find anything overt to object to and once Melissa resumed tonguing his prick he quickly forgot about the proximity of the older boy's cock to his. Keith was very aware, though, and it made his member stiffen to full rigidity almost instantly, just as his sister gambled it would.

The plump twelve-year-old girl began to alternate between Brad's and Keith's cock, sucking one and then the other while continuing to pump each up and down with her hand. She gently tugged her brother's stiff dick in towards Brad's, and Keith gladly cooperated, subtly shifting his body so that he was partly lying on top that of the younger boy and unobtrusively thrusting his hips forward so that his prick was nearly touching Brad's.

At that moment, Melissa surprised both boys by grabbing their cocks tightly and squeezing as much of them both into her mouth at the same time, though due to the differing angles she couldn't manage to get much more than the head of each past her lips.

It was enough to make Keith gasp with excitement, "Ohhhh! God, Sis! You are such a little slut! I love it!" which made Melissa glow with pride. Even Brad seemed impressed enough with his girlfriend's perverted daring that he was willing to overlook the fact that his prick was touching that of another boy – at least, he made no comment and his cock continued to stiffen.

Melissa released her mouthful of both boys' pricks to resume alternately sucking each one for a bit, though she made sure that the cock that wasn't in her mouth at any moment was touching and rubbing along the shaft of the other. She kept this up for several more minutes, periodically returning both prick-heads to her mouth at the same time before returning to giving more individual attention to each. Her brother in particular seemed to be really enjoying himself, and Melissa tried to make sure she didn't push it too far and make him come before he could shove his rock-hard prick into her ass.

Keith, for his part, took the bottle of baby oil and squirted it into the crack between his sister's lush ass cheeks and began to work it into her anus, making the girl groan with excitement past the muffling of her mouthful of teenage cocks.

It was only a few more moments of this treatment before Melissa announced, "Ohhhh! My babies, you've both got me so incredibly turned on! I can't wait any more – I've got to have you both inside me now! Keith, go ahead and get your dick all slippery, too, and wait until I've got Brad all the way inside my pussy before you shove it into my ass, okay?"

Her brother chuckled huskily and heaved himself onto his knees behind Melissa as she worked her body up to straddle Brad's upraised cock. The redheaded girl gave Brad a smoky, intense gaze as she reached beneath her to guide his member into her vaginal opening, lowering herself onto it rapidly and fully burying it within her with a deep groan of satisfaction.

"Okay, Brother," she moaned as she felt Brad immediately begin to thrust his hips up and down, forcing himself in and out of her drenched cunt hole, "I'm ready for you now. Really, really ready, if you know what I mean. You don't have to be too gentle – just shove it in my ass and fuck the shit out of me!"

Keith required no further encouragement and quickly scooted up into position behind his sister as she leaned forward along Brad's chest to give her brother complete access to her puckered, brown anal rosette. He held his oil-slickened, fully tumescent organ tightly in one hand and guided it to Melissa's glistening anus and pushed in. He immediately felt her relax her sphincter in response and grinned at her eagerness. Taking her at her word, he wasted no further time but pushed his prick all the way in, plunging it deeply into her waiting bowels and slamming his hips hard into her fleshy buttocks.

"Ohhhhhh, my God!" Melissa moaned, "You- you have no idea how amazing this feels! I've never felt so completely filled up! I love this! I love it so much. Ohhhhh! Yes! Fuck me, guys! Yeah, just like that! I can't wait to show Stephanie what this is like!"

She began to rock back on her haunches to match the boys' eager thrusting, forcing their turgid pricks even more deeply into her rectum and cunt. "Oh, yeah, just like that!" she encouraged, "Keep that rhythm up! It feels so incredible when you- hoh! Oh, fuck! When you push all the way in me- damn! Ohhhhh, that's so good! All the way in me at the same time! Hunnnggghhhh! Hoooffff! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! What's that feel like for you? Tell me!" she commanded.

"It really feels incredible, Sis!" Keith grunted between deep breaths, "I can really feel Brad inside you, too, like that time we both had our hands up inside Mom at the same time!" he enthused. "Ohhhh! God, this is really amazing!"

"What?!!" Brad asked, puffing from his lewd exertions, "You both had your hands up inside your Mom at the same time? How does-? I mean, you never told me about that!" he accused.

"Hoh! Oh, shit! Yeah, there's a lot of things- oh, God!" Melissa croaked hoarsely, "A lot of things I haven't- hunngghhh! Told you about Mom! But thanks to Brother Big-Mouth here- haaggghhhh! I guess the cat's- unnngggghhh! Out of the bag now!" and she turned to head to glare at her brother briefly before looking back at Brad beneath her. "We'll tell you- hoh! All about it- hunnnggghh! Later! Right now, I'm- hoh, God! Haaagghhhh! Really, really close- oh, holy fuck! Close to coming! Fuck me! Both of you! Really hard – haaaggghhh! Brad! Pinch my tits! Do it, babe! Hunnngghhhh! The way I like! Oh, yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, just like that, Brad! You're doing it! You're making me come! Haagghhhh! Hunghhh! Hunngghhh! Come with me, guys! Come in me now! Haaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeee!!!!"

And with that ear-splitting shriek, Melissa's body began to buck and heave convulsively, shaken from head to toe by an intense orgasm. The sharp pain from her pinched nipples that Brad was still hanging on to melded into the overall jolts of electric ecstasy coursing through her body and made each pulse of erotic sensation much more powerful. She was dimly aware that she could feel strong jerks from both boy's cocks buried in her cunt and ass and realize that they were shooting their come into her body, filling both her cavities with their thick, obscene cream. She could feel a dribble of piss squirting from her pulsating cunt and hoped it wasn't too much for Brad's bed. Starting to feel like she was going to black out again, she leaned forward atop Brad's chest, which seemed to help; her orgasmic waves began to gradually recede.

When she could once again breathe slowly enough to talk, she said, "Oh, God! That was incredible! Thank you so much for letting me be such a slut," she said with an embarrassed giggle.

"Well, I won't say you're not a slut, `cause I've never seen anyone so crazy for sex – except maybe my sister," Brad grinned up at her, "But I will say that's why we love you so much. You're the most amazing, incredible girl and I-" His exhortation was halted by Melissa kissing him passionately and lovingly. Keith wrapped his arms around both of them and squeezed warmly, sandwiching his sister in between the two boys' naked bodies, their cocks slowly deflating but still, for the moment, inside her.

When Melissa finally broke her kiss, she smiled tenderly at Brad while at the same time grasped her brother's arm and squeezed it lovingly. "Thank you both," she murmured, "Sometimes you just say and do the nicest things. Being hugged and kissed like that between you was almost as nice as getting fucked by you both at the same time. Almost," she added quickly with a low chuckle. "Don't think either of you are getting out of doing that to me again as soon as you both recover" she insisted.

"Sounds good to me," Keith said from atop her.

"Me, too," Brad said, sounding a bit odd. "But, um, can you? I mean, I'm getting a little squished down here!"

"Sorry, man," Keith laughed as he propped himself back upright again to take the weight off the younger boy at the bottom of the pile. The motion made his now flaccid prick slip out from his sister's rectum with a sloppy sound.

"Awww," Melissa complained. "That's the only part I don't like about fucking – when the guys' cocks go away. I love the way having a cock inside me feels! And two at once? Whoof!" she said with feeling.

"Glad you enjoyed that," Keith said with a smile as he slid down from behind his sister and lay beside Brad on the bed. He reached up to caress her face and then pulled her down to his face for a tender kiss as well.

Melissa loved the feeling of being atop Brad and feeling his prick still inside her pussy while she kissed her brother. She hoped that Brad wouldn't get too freaked out by being this close to and sharing her with another boy, but so far he seemed to be handling the situation with ease. Whether that was because he was feeling somehow closer to Keith because of what they had just shared together or because he was simply completely focused on her, Melissa still wasn't sure, but she took it as a hopeful sign that Brad wouldn't be freaked out by Keith's bisexuality when he finally became aware of it.

By the time Melissa and Keith's incestuous kiss ended, Brad's prick had also deflated to the point where it slipped out, so Melissa deliberately rolled off her boyfriend's body to the other side, leaving the three of them squeezed close together on the narrow bed with Brad in the middle. She was about to relax, assured that Brad wasn't going to object to Keith's body being pressed up against his, when Brad spoke up.

"So tell me about your mom," he demanded, looking from Melissa to Keith and back again. "It sounds like you guys were getting into some pretty kinky stuff with her, huh? Have you had sex with her? I mean, have you both fucked her for real?" he wanted to know.

"Would you think we were awful people if we had?" Melissa asked intently.

"No, nothing like that!" he insisted earnestly. "I mean, I kind of figured you might have already been doing stuff with her just from the way you talked about how hot you think she is," he explained looking at Melissa. "You," he said, looking over at Keith beside him, "I didn't really know about, but then, I hadn't even talked to you until this morning. But no, I'm totally cool with it – I think it's really sexy to think about, and I sure love having sex with my sister, so yeah, I definitely don't have any problem with people fucking their family members," he laughed. "I just – well, I just want to know all about it," he said almost shyly.

"Fair enough," Melissa laughed, "And that will be a great way to spend the time while we wait for you to get ready for round two. But," she added seriously, "Brad, you can't tell your dad any of this. Stephanie already knows, `cause I tell her everything, period, so you can talk about it with her. But I mean it. I'm sure your dad will find out in due time, but that should be our mom's choice when and how to tell him. Okay?"

"Sure," he nodded, "But what is it you're worried about? That Dad won't like her anymore?"

"Exactly," Melissa confirmed. "I want our folks to get together more than anything in the world, `cause I want us all to be together all the time," she said, emotion bringing a lump to her throat, "And I know that my mom's relationship with us is going to be something they'll have to talk about, since I'm pretty sure my mom isn't going to give up having sex with us for anyone else, no matter how much she might love him. But we need to let that work out in its own way, okay?"

"Yeah, okay," he agreed, "I can do that. But you'll tell me everything, right?"

"Definitely," Melissa snorted with a significant look across Brad to her brother, who nodded agreement. "It's time you knew all about it, if only because you're going to be right in the middle of it next week when you and your sister stay with us. We're all going to be having sex with each other next week, including our mom. So," she paused with a glance at Keith, "You want to start telling him your side of the story, since you were the first one to actually have any kind of sex with her? And then I'll fill in and add my parts of the story as we go," she suggested.

Keith smiled and said, "Sure." As he did so, he turned on his side and propped himself up on one elbow. Melissa noticed that this motion had the effect of flopping Keith's cock – still dribbling drops of come from the tip – against Brad's hip, but if the other boy even noticed, he gave no indication. Instead, his eyes were eagerly glued onto Keith's face, keenly interested in the tale.

For the next hour, Keith and Melissa described for Brad all the sexual activities they had done with their mother, starting with Keith's massage of her that turned into much more. Melissa chimed in with her introduction to sexual toys by her mother, a story that Keith was equally interested in because he had only heard the bare-bones sketch of the events before this. As they spoke, they also wove in the activities that they had done separately as brother and sister, which Brad found both arousing and fascinating.

By the time Keith was describing his first actual intercourse with his mother, both boys' cocks were completely stiff and Melissa took the opportunity to suck them whenever she wasn't speaking. She pulled her brother's cock in close enough to once again periodically fit both of them into her mouth at the same time, mostly because she knew it was a turn-on for Keith to have his cock touching Brad's. Brad didn't comment, nor did his erection flag at all, so Melissa began to feel more confident that her boyfriend didn't harbor any major aversion to bisexuality.

By the time Keith had completed the description of Melissa's first time joining their mother and him in a three-way fuck and the resulting dual fisting by Melissa of their mother, both Brad's and Keith's pricks were beginning to twitch dangerously and Melissa could see their balls beginning to tighten, warning of an impending orgasm. She was seriously tempted to let them go ahead and come because the idea of having both boy's shooting their semen into her mouth at the same time was highly arousing to her, but in the end she decided she liked the feeling of being completely filled up by her two lovers even more.

"Guys," she interrupted with a husky chuckle, "I think you are both about ready to pop, so before we continue this story, we need to take a fuck break." She hoisted herself up and shifted her body to straddle her brother's iron-hard cock, sliding it into her pussy without preamble since she was already completely wet from her own aroused oozing and the load of jism Brad had left inside her cunt. Sighing with pleasure as she lowered herself onto Keith's cock, she instructed Brad in a voice made urgent with desire, "Brad, baby, my ass should still be nice and oily for you. Just squirt a little on your cock and get it nice and slippery and then fuck my ass like crazy, okay? I really need you in me right now!"

Brad practically leaped to obey in his eagerness and within seconds was pressing the head of his oil-slickened dick against the twelve-year-old girl's brown, puckered anus.

"Do it, Brad!" Melissa cried desperately as she relaxed her anal sphincter to accommodate his onslaught. "I'm already loose and open for you, so don't be gentle, lover. Just fuck my ass and fuck it hard! Ohhhhhhh! God! Yes! Just like that!" she moaned as Brad slammed his prick into her ass to the hilt. "God! I love this feeling so much! This is so definitely my favorite way to fuck! Ohhhhhh! Yeah, guys! Fuck me hard, just like that! Hunnnnggghhhh! Oh, God, yes!" she panted, her arousal rapidly rising to a fever pitch.

She was already so turned on even before they'd started just from the reminiscences of their incestuous activities with her mother that she knew she was going to come extremely quickly this time around, and she suspected the two boys were feeling the same way. There was a frantic urgency to their fucking now, both boys slamming their hips forward to plunge their straining cocks into the two orifices between her legs, and Melissa was pushing back just at hard, matching them stroke for stroke and driving their rigid members deeply into her own bowels and vagina.

After another two or three minutes of hard fucking at this wild pace, Melissa could feel her orgasm start to build and she instantly urged the two boys on. "Ohhhhh! God! I'm gonna' come soon, guys! Hunnghhh! Hunnnnggh! Hunnnggghh! Fuck me now! Hard as you can! Keith! Pinch my nipples! Pinch `em hard and make me come all over you! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh!" she panted, beads of sweat streaming off her flushed face and running down her breasts and back. Her hair was darkened and plastered against her head as she grunted and strained against her two lovers' lewd thrusting.

As soon as her brother seized both her nipples between his strong fingers and pinched and twisted them cruelly, Melissa's head exploded and the orgasm that had been building for the past several minutes slammed into her. "Ahhhhggghhhh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!" she puffed, desperately trying to suck in enough air as her body flailed and thrashed, shuddering violently as each new ecstatic spasm wracked her preteen frame. She could feel the rhythmic pulses from both boy's cocks and heard their hoarse grunting as they expelled more loads of come into her body, adding to the reservoir of thick slime they had previously deposited in her rectum and cunt hole.

Melissa's body slowly slumped down on top of her brother's, who kissed the sweat-soaked top of her head tenderly while she lay gasping and trembling as her climax slowly receded. She felt Brad lay down forward atop her and then to her delighted surprise, both boys reached out their arms and grasped each other, pulling in toward each other and squeezing Melissa in tightly between their nude bodies once more. Pleased that they'd both remembered how much she'd enjoyed their three-way embrace at the end of their last fuck, she sighed with contentment and tipped her head up to kiss Keith warmly, then twisted her head as far around as she could to give Brad a quick kiss in appreciation as well.

"Thank you so much, my lovers," she smiled languidly once their hug had relaxed. "That was even more incredible than the first time. And we all came so fast!" she marveled, adding with a chuckle, "I guess all those stories about Mom got us all nice and hot, huh?"

"Not only those, but hearing about you two as well," added Brad from above her. "It's amazing to think that all that was going on at the same time you and me and Stephanie were doing all that stuff with each other. You must have felt like you were having sex twenty-four-seven, huh, Melissa?" he observed.

"Kinda'," she acknowledged, "Though it's been pretty much like that all the time since the night of the dance. I guess something inside me was just ready, that's all," she said in a speculative tone.

"Lucky us," Brad grinned. "Hey, Keith – how you doin' down there? Need me to roll off so you can breathe?"

"No need, little brother," Keith said with a smile, making Melissa's heart leap up inside her at hearing her own brother affirm the same relationship with the Muller children that she so eagerly sought. "I like the feeling of having you both on top of me." Melissa noted with interest that both boys still had their arms around each other as well as her and that not even Brad seemed uncomfortable with the intimacy. She gave her brother a secret smile and he waggled his eyebrows to show how much he was enjoying the contact with both she and Brad.

Eventually, Brad's prick shriveled enough that it slipped out of Melissa's ass and, with a contented sigh, he slid off their pile of nude bodies to lie alongside Keith. Keith put an arm out and to Melissa's stunned astonishment, Brad willingly snuggled up under it and lay his head on Keith's chest. The fact that this placed him in perfect position to begin licking the side of Melissa's preternaturally large breast gave her a clue as to the reason he was willing to tolerate the older boy's explicitly familiar action. For whatever reason, Melissa was grateful and as soon as her brother's soft prick finally slid out from her enveloping cunt folds, she turned on her side atop Keith to make it easier for Brad to lick, suck, and fondle the breasts he so clearly loved.

"So now you know one of Brad's turn-ons," she said to Keith as the younger boy eagerly suckled on her lower breast and massaged and kneaded the flesh of the upper one. "He's definitely a tit man," she giggled a little breathlessly as Brad's lascivious attentions to her breasts were causing renewed stirrings of arousal between her legs.

"He's gonna' love Mom then," her brother observed with a small smile.

"Oh, he already does!" Melissa guffawed. "Don't you remember the way he couldn't keep his eyes off her that evening he was over for dinner and Mom was wearing that slinky gown like the one she bought me?"

"Oh, you mean when she got so turned on by putting on a show for all of us that she started playing with her own pussy right in front of us? That time?" Keith asked dryly.

Brad pulled his head back from Melissa's nipple long enough to comment, "Yeah, that was pretty amazing, huh? I think that's when I first got the idea that she might be as hot as her daughter. It really sounds like next week is going to be just as interesting as this week is turning out to be. So," he asked with a bit of a leer, "You stopped your story right after all three of you got together for the first time. What happened after that?" He returned his face back to Melissa's tit and began to quietly suck on it once more, confident that brother and sister would pick up the story.

Which they did, Keith resuming the narrative with their frenzied fuck in the shower together the next morning. Melissa also filled in some of the details about Stephanie and their mother, including her brazen sucking of their mother's tit right through her blouse so that John couldn't help but see, not once but twice, which made Brad shake his head in disbelief at his sister's totally wanton behavior.

Keith could apparently feel Brad's cock growing hard against his hip because he suddenly took Melissa's hand and guided it down to wrap it around the younger boy's rising erection. Melissa shot her brother a look and could tell that he'd been tempted to actually start jerking Brad off himself but must have decided that might be pushing things along faster than the eighth-grade boy was ready for, so he opted for the safer choice and let his sister do it for him by proxy. She put her arm up around his neck and kissed him softly to let him know she understood. For his part, Keith slid his arm down his sister's back and slipped his hand into her butt crevice. When he poked his finger into her well-used anus, she gasped with delight – which turned to amazement as he withdrew his finger and offered the digit, now glistening with the slime from two successive ejaculations of semen into her nether orifice, to her lips.

She tipped her head up to eagerly accept his depraved gift and willingly sucked the contents off his finger. "More," she moaned, renewed lust at his perverted actions roaring through her, "Give me all of it!" she whimpered, and she lifted her upper leg and rested the foot on her lower knee to grant him unfettered access to her entire crotch.

Brad lifted his face up inquiringly. "What's he doing?" he asked keenly.

"My loving brother is nicely pulling all your combined come out of my ass and feeding it to me," she said, her eyes smoky with lust.

"Wow!" the black-haired boy breathed, clearly impressed by their incestuous debauchery. "Is it okay if I give you some from your pussy, too?"

"Oh, my sweet baby, you never have to ask permission to do something as sexy and loving as that!" Melissa laughed, her voice growing thick with rapidly rising lust. "I would love for you to feed me all our come from my cunt!" She squeezed his now completely rigid cock lovingly for added emphasis and was rewarded with a gasp of pleasure from Brad.

Brad enthusiastically thrust a pair of fingers into his redheaded lover's sopping cunt hole and withdrew them, shimmering with their obscene coating, and proffered them to Melissa's lips. She greedily sucked and licked them and then moaned, "Oh, my sweet babies! I love the way we taste together. This is perfect!"

With that encouragement, the two boys busied themselves taking turns feeding their combined sex fluids from Melissa's ass and cunt to her waiting lips while she continued to gently stroke Brad's cock. She could feel that her brother's prick had returned to full tumescence under her constraining hip, so she shifted her butt slightly, allowing Keith's stiff prick to spring straight up in front of her pubic mound. She hoped that might result in Brad occasionally brushing it with his hand as he made his repeated visits to her vagina with his fingers and giving Keith an extra thrill. Her brother read her intentions perfectly and gave her butt cheek an appreciative squeeze.

With their new arrangement of lewd activities and positions, Melissa encouraged Keith to continue his narrative of all the additional sex the two of them had shared with their mother. So Keith resumed the story, talking about their mother teaching them to tit fuck, and the way she always insisted that they stay in bed to piss ever since the woman had put the plastic mattress covers on their beds.

"She'll want you to do that, too," Keith advised Brad, "At least any time you're in bed with her," and then tried hard not to gasp with pleasure as he, indeed, felt Brad's hand graze his hard cock.

"So what's that like afterwards?" Brad wanted to know. "Doesn't it make it hard to sleep in a wet bed?"

"Uh, you know, we've always been so exhausted from our incredible fucking, I've never really noticed," Keith said with a lewd chuckle. "How about you, Sis?" he asked Melissa.

"Keith's right," she laughed. "Oh, sure, the sheets can get a little cold after a while, but then you just snuggle up closer to whoever you're sleeping next to and warm up. It does mean that my poor mom is doing a big load of laundry every morning, but it really does feel so wonderfully naughty to just throw your leg over someone in bed and piss all over them instead of having to get up and go to the toilet. I love it!" she enthused.

"Wow," Brad marveled. "Well, everything else I've learned from you guys has been incredible, so I'll try that too."

"That's my wonderful lover," Melissa said warmly and gave his cock an extra squeeze to show her approval. Brad returned his lips to her nipple while Keith picked up the story of their mother. By the time he finished relating about the enema sex in the bathroom and the subsequent double-fisting of their mother by both her children, both boys' cocks were straining and beginning to twitch with extreme erotic arousal and Melissa was feeling pretty hot herself due to both the memories Keith's story evoked and because both boys had continued fingering her ass and pussy the entire time.

Finally, the twelve-year-old girl blurted, "Guys, you both are so hard I know you need to be taken care of right now. Can I try something?" she asked hesitantly.

"Sure!" both Brad and Keith agreed eagerly. "What is it?"

"You know how I was able to get both your dicks in my mouth at the same time a little bit ago? Well, I want to see if I can make you both come in my mouth at the same time," she said, her ears reddening at her own wanton smuttiness. "Do you think we could try that?" she asked almost shyly.

"Uh, sure," Brad agreed right away, "Only – how do you want to do it?"

"I've got an idea!" Keith announced brightly. "I'll stay on my back like I am. Brad, you turn around and scoot your butt up as close as you can between my legs. That should put our cocks right together so she can suck them both. And Sis, you could use the oil to stroke us at the same time since I don't think you could fit both of us all the way in your mouth."

"Great suggestions, Keith!" Melissa exclaimed, and she and Brad shifted around. If Brad harbored any lingering trepidations about being in such intimate contact with Keith and his cock he didn't let on for he scooted his body right up between the older boy's legs with alacrity and willingly pressed his stiff prick right up alongside Keith's. Keith's eyes were glittering with excitement at the opportunity for sexual contact with another boy, however tenuous, and Melissa smiled with pleasure at her brother, glad that they were able to do something to further Brad's sexual adventurousness.

Following her brother's suggestion, Melissa squirted baby oil on her hands and liberally lubricated the shafts of both boys' erect cocks, making Brad groan, "Ohhhh, damn! That feels nice!"

"I'm glad," Melissa grinned. She daringly slid the slick cocks back and forth against each other and to her amazement, Brad didn't react at all except to moan even more about how incredible it felt. She gave her brother a `how-about-that?' look and he nodded with a huge grin, his own breathing already deepening with quickening arousal. Melissa knelt on the bed at the point where the boys' bodies joined and lowered her head to engulf both their cock heads in her widely-stretched mouth, sliding her slippery hands up and down their rods with soft, obscenely wet sounds as she did so.

She saw a flicker of motion in her peripheral vision and raised her eyes without lifting her lips from her brother's and Brad's cocks and saw both Stephanie and her father's eyes watching them from the slightly ajar door. It appeared like both father and daughter were completely nude and though she couldn't be certain, she thought she could see that John was slowly fingering Stephanie's pussy as she stood in front of him. Melissa gave them a wink and Stephanie flashed her a thumbs up sign of approval. Although Brad's face was fortunately pointed the wrong direction, Keith could probably see them as well and Melissa glance to the left to see if her brother had noticed. However, his eyes were closed in an expression of utter rapture and he was panting rapidly now, completely oblivious to anything but the libidinous sensations that were emanating from his stiff, teenaged cock.

Now that she knew she had an audience, Melissa did her best to put on a real show, keeping her lovers' two prick heads sucked tightly into her gaping mouth while slowly and seductively sliding her fingers up and down the slippery shafts, sometimes in unison, sometimes in alternating directions, and always making sure that her brother's cock stayed in contact with that of her boyfriend because she knew how much it would excite Keith. She deliberately allowed her mouth to make wet, slobbery sounds as she tongued their pricks and occasionally would pull her mouth away slowly to let long strands of her saliva form and dangle between her lips and the boys' purple, throbbing dick heads. The first time she tried that, she could swear she heard a quick, excited intake of breath from her hidden watchers in the doorway.

Then it was Melissa's turn to gasp with lascivious delight as she felt her brother reach around behind her and slip a thumb into her slippery anal opening and two more fingers into her profusely oozing twat. She groaned with pleasure as the boy began to thrust his digits into her, alternating between her ass and her cunt hole.

"Man! Your butthole is nice and loose now," Keith grinned. "My thumb just slides right in!"

"Ohhhhh! It feels really good!" Melissa panted, her already high state of arousal ratcheting up several notches. "You're gonna' make me come in about ten seconds like that!" she warned, and then gasped as she felt Brad's fingers close around her taut nipple.

"What do you think, Keith?" Brad asked in a voice made husky with sexual excitement, "Should we make her come two or three times before she makes us come?"

"Maybe one or two," the older boy advised. "If we make her come too many times, she might pass out again the way she does. And then we'd be left having to make each other come," he added with a sly grin.

"Uh, yeah, one or two times, then," Brad said quickly, blushing.

Melissa, who was following their dialog with interest since she was the subject of it, took heart from the fact that Brad hadn't actually rejected the idea of the two boys giving each other orgasms outright. She wondered if Stephanie and John had heard the interchange as well and what they thought. She glanced up surreptitiously and saw both their silent watchers still in the doorway. It looked like Stephanie's father was now seriously finger-fucking her cunt, doubtless in an attempt to give her an orgasm at the same time as the occupants of the room.

And then Melissa couldn't think about anything except desperately trying to stay focused on keeping both cock heads in her mouth and continuing to stroke their lubricated shafts as her arousal mounted to a fever pitch under the twin onslaughts of her brother's fingers plunging in and out of her asshole and cunt and Brad's fierce pinching of her nipples. A few more seconds of their relentless stimulation and she felt the now very familiar tingling deep within her pussy that presaged an oncoming climax.

She pulled her lips back from her two lovers' cocks long enough to gasp, "Haaggghhh! You're doing it! I'm coming now! Unnngggghhh!" and then she pushed her face down onto their twinned cocks as her orgasm swept over her, shaking her plump body and sending explosions of ecstasy slamming into her brain. She opened her jaw as wide as she possibly could, trying to jam as much teenaged cock into her mouth as she was able and was astonished to find that she had managed to cram nearly half the length of their hard pricks into her oral orifice. She held them in that way, sucking air in through her nostrils with desperation as her climax continued to wrack her twelve-year-old physique. She began to drive her hands up and down their remaining exposed oil-slickened prick shafts at a frantic pace, wanting them to join her in her climax and to taste them erupting into her mouth.

But no sooner had her initial orgasm begin to subside when the two boys increased the tempo of their ravishments and Brad brought his other hand around, stretching to reach her other breast and began to cruelly pinch and twist its nipple as well. This immediately launched a new orgasm inside Melissa and then all she could do was whimper piteously, her vocalizations nearly drowned out by the staccato puffing of her breath in and out of her nostrils. She began to push down with both hands against the base of the boys' cocks as her head bobbed and, incredibly, she actually shoved another inch or so of the length of their members into her gullet, their prick heads now squished together at the back of her throat. She began to worry about blacking out again and kept trying to suck more air in through her nostrils.

And then, without warning, first Keith's and then Brad's cock began to jerk and Melissa's mouth and throat began to fill as they shot an initial jet of thick, gooey jism into her. Then there was a second eruption, even stronger than the first from both of them, and it shot into her throat and up and out her nose. Suddenly Melissa was choking and gagging and couldn't breathe at all. She shot upright, releasing her vacuum-like grip on their pricks which continued to eject spurts of teen boy semen, even as she opened her mouth and coughed violently, trying to clear her passages to get enough air.

Keith had quickly removed his hand from between her legs as soon as she rose up onto her knees and he now patted her back firmly, trying to help her rid her larynx of the sticky goo. After nearly a minute of severe coughing, Melissa finally felt like she could breathe fully again.

She looked from one boy to the other accusingly. "You azzoles! You bade id cub oud by doze!"

Both Keith and Brad looked at her and the thick gobbets of slime descending from her nostrils and burst into laughter.

"Idz nod fuddy!" Melissa protested, starting to become annoyed. "I could'd breade!"

Brad's laughter quickly died down and he said to her, "Actually, it is a little funny. But come here, baby. I'll take care of you."

"Whad are you goig do do?" she asked suspiciously.

"Take care of you," he insisted. He opened his mouth widely and pointed to it. "Blow your nose in here. I'll help suck it all out!"

"Really?!!" Melissa cried in amazement.

"Yeah, why not?" he shrugged. "I've tasted just about everything else that comes out of you. Just come here and do it before I lose my nerve," he said with an intense look.

"You're zo zweet!" Melissa beamed and without any further hesitation, leaned over to her black-haired boyfriend and placed her entire nose in his mouth.

He closed his lips around it and said, "Hmm-hay," so she blew out as hard as she could through her nose. At the same time, Brad sucked in, which Melissa found to be a truly odd sensation, but to her amazement it seemed to help clear all the obstruction in her nasal passages. She blew out two more times before she felt like it was all gone. But before Brad released her from his lips, she felt his tongue delicately cleaning all the obscene goop from her lip and actually probe up into her nostrils, a gesture that she found so overwhelmingly loving and intimate that she couldn't help herself. She raised her jaw so that her lips found his and kissed him long and soulfully.

As she kissed him, she realized that his mouth was basically empty and didn't know if she was disappointed that he hadn't saved any of the combined semen for her to share or if she was stunned that he'd seemed to willingly swallow it all himself without complaint.

She finally pulled back and gave him an adoring gaze. "Brad Muller, that was- I can't even describe it. That was simply the most amazing and loving thing anyone's ever done for me! And not only did it work, I can't believe you swallowed it all – not only all my snot but all that come from you and Keith! I am really, really impressed with you, lover!"

Brad looked a little nonplussed. "Actually," he admitted, starting to redden, "I didn't even think about that. I just knew you were in trouble and wanted to help."

"Ohhhh! What a wonderful boyfriend I've got!" she cried, throwing her arms around him and kissing him repeatedly on his lips, face and neck. She turned to Keith at last. "Isn't he incredible, Keith?"

Her brother nodded with an amused smile. "He really is," he agreed sincerely. "I am totally blown away on a whole lot of levels. Brad, you really are full of surprises. Keep that up! I can see now why my sister loves you so much."

Brad beamed at their praise, any discomfiture from just having swallowed a noseful of semen completely forgotten. But then he yawned widely and stretched. "Hoh, God! Suddenly I really am beat. What the Hell time is it anyway?" He looked around at the clock. "One a.m.? Sheesh! No wonder! I've got to hit the hay. Good thing we don't have to get up for school tomorrow."

"Yeah, I'm sure your dad won't have any problem letting you sleep in a bit in the morning," Melissa nodded sagely with a surreptitious glance at the doorway. Their secret audience had vanished but she was dying to know what Stephanie thought of the entire scene.

Keith asked, "Can you stay here and sleep with us? We already know the three of us can fit on this bed," he said, waggling his eyebrows.

Melissa considered. If she could convince Brad to willingly stay in bed with Keith, she wanted to help fulfill her brother's desires, and she also wanted to allow Stephanie and John time to reach wherever it was they were going next. So she smiled softly and said, "I can stay for a little while. But I promised Stephanie I'd sleep with her every night, so after a bit I'm going to go find her. I hope you understand."

Both boys nodded in agreement, seeming pleased that they could enjoy her company a bit longer.

"Okay, come on then, up and off the bed so we can turn down the covers," Melissa ordered with a laugh. "Brad, would you please turn out the light and get back here in bed with us?"

Brad eagerly obeyed and quickly the three were tightly snuggled up on the narrow bed under the covers, Melissa sort of draped over the top of both of them with her head on Keith's chest and her arm around Brad and their legs all intertwined in an impossible tangle. Melissa thought that she would just lay there for a few minutes until the boys fell asleep and kissed them each tenderly, thanking them for such an incredible adventure and helping one of her fantasies come true. But within only a few minutes, the excitement of the day caught up with her and Melissa was snoring softly along with her two young lovers.

 

She awoke nearly an hour later, groggy and having to piss. Coming awake enough to realize where she was and that she couldn't just pee in the bed like she could at home, she struggled to disentangle herself from the two boys she had been sleeping on. They both stirred slightly, but Melissa just whispered that she loved them both and would see them in the morning. By the time she reached the door to Brad's room, both of them were snoring again. It was so sweet to see them both sleeping in each other's arms in the dim light and she hoped they would stay like that until morning. She resolved to return first thing to see and perhaps get a nice before-breakfast fuck.

That thought brought back all the delicious memories of the sexual adventures she'd had since early that morning, and she felt her pussy begin to drip with arousal again. She considered trying to locate her green housedress she'd dropped on the floor, but didn't want to waste time trying to locate it in the dark, and besides, she was feeling sexy and daring enough to walk the darkened halls in the nude. After all, what could it hurt if she ran into John like that? And that thought definitely made her nubile twat begin to gush and her heart thud in her chest.

So she padded down the hall. She stopped at Stephanie's door, which was partially ajar, to see if she was awake and waiting for her or if she was still with her father, but the soft breathing she could hear from the room informed her that her girlfriend was already fast asleep. So she continued to the bathroom and immediately sat on the toilet, shamelessly leaving the door wide open.

As the stream of warm pee began to flow, she wantonly slipped her fingers between her legs, letting the pungent fluid flow over them, and lifting them to her lips to taste herself. She repeated this action several times while the jet of golden liquid still dripped from her young cunt, her fingers lingering in her pussy slit a little longer each time and spreading the piss all over the lips and folds of flesh, coating every inch of her crotch from her clit back to her still-gaping asshole, which she slipped one, then two fingers into, luxuriating in the pure perversion of touching herself in such a way.

Soon she needed to bring her other hand into play, first squeezing and caressing her precociously large breasts and then descending to her clit to slip around it and tease it, scooping up her freely flowing quim from her vagina and lubricating the small, erect nub, increasing the clit's sensitivity to her slutty touch. Within minutes she was frigging herself in earnest, realizing that, as turned on as she was at that moment, she was never going to be able to get back to sleep unless she got herself off one or two times.

She was just a the point where her twelve-year-old cunt was starting to tingle and she was desperately trying to keep the toilet lid from clanking with her exertions as she panted and relentlessly plunged her fingers, now increased to three, into her ass when she hear a man's deep voice right in front of her. "Well!" he said, "It looks like I'm not the only one who thought they could sneak into the bathroom nude and unobserved."

"Urk!" Melissa gasped, startled out of her wits. She opened her eyes and peered into the gloom, only to realize that John Muller was standing right in front of her. And he wasn't wearing a thing. And that enormous, thick prick of his was standing straight out from his body and the tip of it was less than an inch from her face.

She was so flustered that all she could do was stutter, "I- I'm so sorry! I- I'll leave r-right n-now!"

She attempted to rise but the older man put a gentle hand on her shoulder, a move which actually made the soft, rubbery head of his prick brush against her cheek. "It's okay, and please don't stop what you were doing. It really is a beautiful thing to see, Melissa. I would love it if you would keep on doing what you were doing to yourself."

"Uh, okay," Melissa found herself agreeing while trembling all over with excitement. "But – did you just come in here to watch me m-masturbating?" she asked, her heart pounding against her ribcage so hard she thought it would break through.

"Nnnooo," he said in a droll tone, "I actually came in here to pee, but you were an unexpected delight."

This was really it, Melissa realized. This was when she was finally going to have sex with Stephanie's father. She felt a flurry of emotions, ranging from pure terror to insanely raging lust. In the end, lust won and she screwed up her courage to suggest in as natural a tone as she could manage, "Well, go ahead then. I'd like to see you do that." She was glad that, despite her bold words, the man couldn't see how much her ears were burning at her audacious daring.

"You mean, pee?" he clarified.

`What else could he have meant?' Melissa thought in confusion and then reddened even further when she realized she'd basically given him permission to do whatever he imagined she meant. She gulped hard and then said in a weak voice, "Well, pee, for starters. On me," she elucidated, astonishing herself with her brazen words and behavior. She realized that she was now being completely led by her cunt which was now dripping with arousal so fast that she could actually hear drops plunk into the toilet beneath her but resolved to surrender completely to those impulses and take this just as far as it would go. She scooted her butt back so it was pressed up against the cool toilet tank, giving him more room to aim at.

"Huh!" he chuckled. "You're serious aren't you?"

"Oh, yeah!" she affirmed huskily.

"Hmm!" he nodded in the dark, "Stephanie told me this was a turn-on for you. Okay, I'll try, but I have to warn you, I may have to contort myself into a bit of a strange position. It's hard to piss when your cock is hard, and watching and listening to you loving yourself like that definitely got it hard."

"I- I can see that," the young girl whispered throatily. "Do whatever you need to. I really, really want to feel your piss all over me now." She was startled to realize that she had unconsciously begun to tweak her clit and clench a breast with her other hand, so profound was her arousal. She almost snatched her hands away from herself in embarrassment but stifled the reflex, remembering that John had said he wanted to watch her touch herself anyway. She suddenly sympathized more with her mother and the time her parent had unconsciously started to play with herself in front of her children and Brad, realizing how extreme arousal could make you do unexpected things.

"You know, you're just making it that much harder," he muttered as he surprised her by leaning far over her and bracing himself on the wall behind her. "Pun intended," he chuckled weakly.

"I guess you'd better start pissing on me fast, then, huh?" Melissa asked cheekily, relaxing somewhat as she realized that John was not quite as confident as he acted.

He growled something incoherent and lifted his heavy, nearly erect cock up so that it was completely parallel to his taut abdomen and a look of concentration on his face was barely visible in the gloom. Suddenly a spurt of warm, acrid liquid shot from the tip of his prick that was inches from Melissa's face, splashing over her cheeks, nose and mouth. After a startled gasp at the unexpected shower, the young girl laughed with delight and, closing her eyes against the harsh fluid, opened her mouth wide and leaned forward, daring to put her lips right around the head of his cock and beginning to swallow his urine greedily, which made his cock twitch and momentarily interrupted the flow.

When it resumed, Melissa boldly removed her hand from her own breast and wrapped it around John's still-urinating prick, guiding it downward so that the stream now splashed over her breasts. She looked up and could barely make out in the dim light that John was watching her intently but did nothing to interfere, allowing her to manipulate his pissing cock however she wished. Eventually, she guided the flood of pungent liquid down to fall upon her pussy, sliding her buttocks forward so that the piss would gush all over her entire vulva, working the golden liquid in with her fingers to cover every bit.

She was at the point of sliding piss-coated fingers into her ass again when the flow reduced to a trickle, though he surprised her with a couple of extra spurts that splashed onto her tummy and making her giggle.

John stood back upright and took her hand firmly. "I think you'd better come with me," he said in a tone that brooked no refusal.

But Melissa had no intention of refusing. "I think I'd better," she agreed, standing but still holding onto his now completely hard prick. "It's time."

"Way past time," John nodded in a low voice and led her out of the bathroom. Melissa felt slightly guilty over the completely wet bathroom floor, but wasn't about to jeopardize this opportunity by mentioning anything about it.

Still completely nude, the pair padded down the hallway to John's bedroom. Melissa wondered what either of the boys would think if they happened to poke their heads out now and saw them, but decided she didn't really care. Still, at the doorstep of the older man's room, she hesitated for a moment. This was it. She was really going to have sex with a grown man. She knew that it shouldn't be any different from having sex with Brad or Keith, but it was. This was a major step forward in her journey and she knew it.

John noted her hesitation and whispered, "You don't have to if you don't want to."

She shook her head and looked up at him, her eyes blazing, "Oh, yes I do! You have no idea how much I have to. Want to. Need to. Have been waiting so long to," she explained firmly.

His face lit up. "I'm very glad to hear that, because it's just how I feel. You're a beautiful and amazing girl and incredibly sexy. Shall we go in and do something about that?"

She smiled and squeezed his hand. "Yes, let's, you beautiful and amazing and sexy man," she whispered huskily.

Melissa was somewhat surprised when John closed the bedroom door behind them, but decided that – at least for their first time together – a lack of surprises or interruptions might be better at that. He left the bedside light on and pulled down the covers, asking her to lay on her back on the cool sheets. She was glad he'd chosen to leave the light on. She wanted to see all of him, too.

"Now then, I believe you're all covered in piss, my dear. I think a nice tongue bath from head to toe is in order," he smiled with glittering eyes.

The twelve-year-old girl felt her heart thundering in her chest once more but managed to croak that it sounded really nice. And with that, the lean, goateed man knelt on the bed at her feet and began to lick and suck his way up her legs, starting with sucking on each toe in turn. Melissa was amazed to realize what an intimate gesture having her toes licked and sucked was. She began to massage her right breast and tweak the erect nipple in response to the man's erotic gestures. After he finished thoroughly licking one foot he transferred his attentions to the other, following which he quickly worked his way up each leg, licking the skin on each and alternating between them as he ascended. Melissa hoped that he would immediately start licking her cunt as he reached the juncture between her legs, but instead he deliberately bypassed it and moved right on to her slightly plump tummy, making her giggle when he stuck his tongue into her navel depression.

When, in his tonguing journey, John also skipped her breasts Melissa was beginning to realize that he was intent on a slow, teasing approach to making love to her. She was actually beginning to get a little annoyed because she was already worked up to a near-frenzy of arousal and would have been happy for him to just get on with fucking her soundly, but then, after licking and kissing her neck and ears, he finally kissed her lips.

Melissa instantly felt like a bomb had gone off in her head. She forgot about anything and everything except the incredible feeling of his lips on hers. Her lips parted of their own volition and she ravenously sucked on his inserted tongue, eagerly swallowing his saliva in an effort to drink in and taste every bit of her new lover. When she felt his hand snake down in between her legs, she gasped with pleasure and her back arched automatically in response to his impudent intrusion into her most private place. Her legs parted and she reached down to pull his hand into her even more tightly, frantic to have him touch her pussy everywhere.

The pubescent twelve-year-old was now moaning incessantly and she roughly kneaded her breast as her excitement grew. Her heart was pounding like a jack-hammer and her toes were clenching and curling. In less than a minute she felt the telltale stirrings of an incipient climax and her hips rose in anticipation, urging John to plunge his fingers even more deeply into her freely gushing twat.

"Hmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm!" she grunted past his fully inserted tongue as her erotic tension grew to the point where she could not understand how her body could hold it all, and then the dam burst, her orgasm rolling over her and making her body stiffen into complete rigidity, her legs and feet held straight out a few inches off the surface of the bed while rhythmic tremors shook her and made the soft flesh on her breasts, belly and thighs jiggle. She was just beginning to feel the warning sensations of imminent unconsciousness when John relented and pulled his fingers back and the convulsing girl was finally able to relax.

"You! You! You!" she could only gasp at first when he finally slid his tongue back out of her mouth. "You are such an incredible kisser! The minute you start kissing me I just kind of lose my mind. You could do anything you want with me as long as you're kissing me when you do it!" she panted, her large breasts heaving up and down on her chest.

John got such a strange look on his face that Melissa asked, "What? Did I say something funny?"

The older man grimaced and finally said, "Um, please don't take this the wrong way, and I probably shouldn't be telling you this, but, well, your mom said almost the exact same thing the last time we kissed." He gave her an uncertain smile.

For some reason, his admission struck Melissa as terribly funny, and she guffawed loudly. Her laughter was infectious and soon they were both laughing uproariously together. When they recovered their breath, Melissa chuckled, "John, I think you may have to get used to me and my mom sharing a lot of the same kind of turn-ons; at least, anything she's ever told me gets her going – including kissing you, by the way – are things that I love just as much."

"Is that so?" he asked, intrigued. "So does that mean if I learn what turns you on, I stand a chance with your mom?"

"Listen to you!" Melissa cried, slapping his arm in mock irritation. "Here, you finally get me into your bed and all you want to talk about is how to do the same to my mother?"

He winced and said, "Sorry. I knew I shouldn't have mentioned what I was thinking."

Melissa took pity on him and smiled, "It's okay, John, really! I was just giving you a hard time. I'm not offended in the least. I think my mom is sexy as hell, too, and I really want you two to be together. So the answer to your question is, heck yeah. If you find something that turns me on, it's a sure bet she will, too. So you've got all week to learn all about me before you see her again," she said with a wicked chuckle. "And speaking of turning me on, mister, I think you missed some spots in your tongue bath!" and she pointedly held up one of her large breasts to him.

He grinned and said, "Why, I do believe you're right, my lady." Without needing further encouragement he slid back down to engulf one of her large tits with his mouth, sucking as much of it in as he could before letting it flow back out and concentrating on her nipple. With his hand, he kneaded the soft flesh of her other breast, teasing the turgid nipple and making his young, redheaded lover gasp with erotic pleasure.

"Ohhhhh!" Melissa moaned as the man lashed one nipple with his tongue and squeezed and twisted the other with his fingers, "I can't believe how turned on you make me every time you touch me! Mmmmm, yeah, that's nice," she groaned as he gently nipped her nipple with his teeth. "That's- ohhhh! Shit, John! You keep that up and I'm gonna' come again, love! Hoh! Oh, God! That's another one of my secrets, lover. Hunngghhh! Oh, fuck! What you do to me! If you bite- unnnnggghhh! Bite or pinch my nipples really hard- oh, shit! While I'm starting to come- haaagghhh! Oh, fuck, baby! Yes! Do that! Just like that!" she encouraged as he began to pull her breast straight out from her chest by the nipple, stretching the protrusion considerably.

"I was- oh, God! Trying to tell you that- damn, John! You're making me so- ohhhhhh! God! So fucking hot I- hunnnggghhh! Hunnggghhh! Can't even get a- hoh! Oh, God! Fucking sentence out!" the twelve-year-old panted, already feeling the tingling between her legs that foretold her next climax. "If you bite or pinch my tits when I start to come- ohhhhh! Fuck! It makes me come like crazy! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! This is- unngghh! Unbelievable! I'm not even touching- haaaggghhh! My pussy and you're- unnnggghh! Going to make me come! Oh, God, John! Here it comes! Oh, fuck! Do it, John! Bite me! Bite me hard! Oh, God! I'm commmmminnnnnnggggggg!"

As instructed, her older lover bit down fiercely on her sensitive nipple and, for good measure, pinched her other nipple between his strong fingers as hard as he could. The effect was instantaneous – his pubescent lover's body began to writhe and her arms and legs jerked spasmodically, her hands clenching around bits of the bedsheets and relaxing again with each new surge of ecstasy that shot through her. John maintained his steel grip on her nipples until she finally had to push him away and allow her orgasmic spasms to subside.

"Wow," he murmured when she came back to Earth, "You weren't kidding. I bit your poor nipple really hard! I was afraid I was going to hurt you," he shook his head incredulously.

It took a few more deep breaths before Melissa could respond with a snort, "Yeah, I know. Your son actually drew blood the first time I made him do that for me."

"What?!!" John exclaimed, appalled.

"But that's just it," she explained, "I didn't even feel it! Oh, sure, it was pretty sore afterwards and the next day, but only when I wasn't really turned on. Once you get me really hot, then the pain just sort of changes into something else. I mean, yeah, part of my mind still knows it hurts, but it doesn't feel like pain anymore. It just – I don't know – makes my orgasm incredibly more intense. Most of the time when I pass out when I come, it's because someone's really going to town on my tits."

"You, uh, regularly pass out when you come?" he asked, shocked. "That can't be good for you," he commented with concern.

Melissa kissed the top of his head. "It's really no big deal. M- um," and she stifled herself before blurting out that her mother did the same thing. "I always wake up soon. Stephanie does the same thing. You may have noticed," she added with an inquiring look.

"Um, yes, that may have happened once or twice with my daughter," he allowed. "I didn't realize that it happened with you as well."

"Well, it does. Steph and I just figure that's how we know we've really done a good job making each other come" Melissa explained. "I, um, well, sometimes I pee myself when I come really hard, too, just so you know."

"Yeah, I'd already gathered that," he chuckled. "I can see that sex with you could be hard on the bedding and furniture."

Melissa bit her lip to keep from explaining about the plastic mattress covers her mother had to put on all the beds at home and just nodded silently.

"So, would I be correct in assuming that bitten nipples and a fetish for piss are things your mom shares, too?" John asked, his voice growing husky.

"Like I said, Mom seems to like the same things I like," was all Melissa would confess to. "And speaking of things I like, I think there's still a couple of important spots you missed!" she said pointedly.

"Okay, okay, I get it," he laughed. "You don't want to talk about your mother anymore."

"At least not until you've finally gotten around to fucking me good and hard," she insisted.

"Fair enough," he grinned. "So were you saying you'd like me to lick your sweet pussy?" he asked.

"Yes, please, and my asshole, too, sir," she giggled. "It's nice and loose now from the boys each fucking me there and I bet your tongue would fit all the way up inside now."

"Hmmm," he said with a smoky expression as he slid his face down between her plump thighs which she accommodatingly spread wide apart and pulled her knees back to open herself completely to him, "That's a request only an idiot would refuse."

Melissa sighed with pleasure as she felt his thick, strong tongue make contact with her cunt folds and slither into the oozing crevice. She then gasped as his finger slid all the way up inside her vagina.

"My God, woman!" he marveled, "I've never seen a pussy that gets as wet as yours!"

"Uh, yeah, it really does," she admitted, blushing. "Is that bad?"

"Er, no, quite the opposite!" he smiled, lifting his head momentarily. "It means you are one little firecracker, all ready for sex! But I guess we knew that already, huh?" He lowered his face to her cunt once more and resumed licking, but this time he slid a finger into her ass.

"Ohhhhh, that feels nice," she moaned. "Let me feel your tongue in there! Ohhh! Fuck, yes! Just like that. Oh, God, John, keep doing that! Fuck my ass with your tongue! It's still got lots of Keith's and Brad's come in it! Hohhhh! Jeez! I can't believe how far you can stick your tongue up my butt!"

Suddenly Melissa shrieked loudly as she felt the man shove two thick fingers up her cunt hole and begin to wriggle them together while he continued to plunge his tongue into her butt. "Haaggghhh! Oh, that feels incredible! Did Stephanie- hunnngghh! Show you that trick with your fingers? Unnghhh! Hoh, God! I did that to her first- hunnggghh! And she loved it! So do I! Oh, God, John! I need more of you! Shove more fingers in my cunt and some in my ass, too- haaagggghhh! And lick my clit! Oh, shit! Oh, holy fucking shit! Yess! Just like that! Hoh, God! Hnngggg! Unghh! Unghh! Unghh! You're gonna- hyungggh! Gonna make me cum again! All over your face! Ohhhh, shit! It's gonna be so good this time! Haaggghhh! I can tell! You want me to piss- oh, fuck! Piss in your face- Shit! Shit! Shit! When I come? I feel like I'm gonna!"

"Do it, sexy woman!" John growled, plunging tripled fingers from each hand into her vagina and anus and marveling at how easily they slid in. "Give me everything you've got!"

"Hoh, God! Hoh, God! Okay, lover! Oh, shit, I'm so close!" Melissa gasped, her breath rattling in her raw throat, "I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna come and piss! Oh, God! Right in your mouth! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Here it comes! Oh, God, John! You're doing it! You're doing it! I'm coming right now! Aaaaaaaaaaggggggghhhhhh!" she screeched as she felt her entire crotch erupt with sensation from the climax that now tore through her. She made no attempt to hold back the flood of urine but instead pushed jet after jet out with each new orgasmic wave that pounded into her. She felt John's open mouth pressed close in an attempt to catch her piss but could tell that a lot of it was ending up on the bed.

The twelve-year-old girl's body convulsed and shook, writhing uncontrollably as he continued to finger-fuck her asshole and cunt, but as her bladder finally emptied, she seized his head and pulled it up. "I can't! Wait! Any longer!" she gasped urgently. "You! Inside me! Now! Fuck me, John! Fuck me now!"

His eyes glittered with raw lust, a look that might have alarmed her at some other time but now it only matched her own wild desire. She tugged him up her body by his head and then reached down between her legs to grab his massive, rock-hard prick and guide it to the opening of her cunt hole. Wrapping both her legs around his slim, well-muscled body, she dug her heels into his buttocks, unrelentingly urging him to enter her.

"Fuck me, John! I don't need you to be gentle! I need you to fuck me as hard and fast as you can!" she whispered loudly through her excited panting. Her heart was beating impossibly fast, but all she knew was that this was the moment they'd been building up to from the moment of their first kiss in his bedroom the week before. She groaned with mixed ecstasy and relief as she felt his huge prick slip easily into her sopping wet cunt hole and slam into her cervix at the end of her vagina, making her eyes roll back in her head.

"Huh!" he gasped, looking down between their legs. "I'll be damned if I don't fit nearly all of me inside you!"

"It- hunngghhh! Feels incredible, John!" she moaned. "I've never felt so filled up! Ohhhhh! God! So good! So good! Hunngghhh! Fuck! Do it, John! I'm almost ready to come again! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! You've got me so fucking hot and wanting you! Haagghhh! Oh, God, yes! Fuck me hard! Just like that! Oh, shit, John! Don't hold back! Fuck me hard and come in me! Fill me up! Oh, God! Fill my fucking cunt up! Haaggghhhh! Oh, shit! Almost there already! Oh, God, John! Faster! Faster! Come in me!"

Urged on by her frantic cries, John thrust his cock in and out of her like a madman, his balls slapping loudly against her ass cheeks with each plunge. He could feel his balls beginning to boil and shouted, "Oh, fuck, angel! I'm coming, too! Hunngghh! Hungghh! I'm coming in you! Oh, fuck! Take it all! Take all of me!"

Melissa was right there with him, her orgasm beginning even before he had opened his mouth. She moaned and gasped incoherently and then pulled his face down close to hers and plunged her tongue into his mouth breathing his breath into her lungs and holding onto him desperately with trembling arms. She could taste her own cunt juice mixed with piss on his lips as she kissed him, which made her feel inordinately pleased. And she could actually feel the spasms of his cock as he spurted gob after gob of his come into her tightly stretched vagina, amazing her with how long his climax seemed to last – he was still grunting and his cock was still jerking even while Melissa's climactic pulses had faded.

"Wow!" Melissa breathed at last, with a final approving peck on his lips, "That was – well, simply amazing! I can't believe how long you came," she smiled, giving him a smoldering look. "I feel like I've got a gallon of your come inside me now."

He responded with a throaty chuckle, "Wow, indeed. You are a truly amazing lover," he said, his eyes regarding her intently.

"Ha!" his twelve-year-old lover exclaimed. "And we could keep this up forever: `You're amazing!', `No, you're amazing', she giggled. Let's just say that we're amazing together and leave it at that. God! I still can't believe that it finally happened," she sighed. "I've been waiting so long for this moment."

"Likewise," he grinned, propping himself up on his arms, ostensibly to considerately take some of the weight off her but actually to get another opportunity to ogle her precociously large bosoms. "I still can't get over what an amazing body you have for a girl your age!"

Melissa blushed at his praise and almost said that she'd probably look a lot like her mother when she got older, but held her tongue. She'd already had quite enough of the man talking about her mother even while he was making love to her. So she just said, "Thank you. My tits do seem to be a special favorite of the entire Muller family."

"And how about your family?" he asked with a sly smile.

Melissa's heart leapt to her throat. Was he actually asking her for hints about her sexual activities with her mother? She chose to play dumb and just say casually, "Oh, Keith likes them okay, I guess, but he's been seeing them get bigger for months, so maybe it's not such a big deal to him. Besides, he seems to like my ass better anyway."

"I can't say I blame him," he chuckled. "It's a very nice ass. Ohhh!" his face fell as his detumescent prick finally slipped out from within Melissa's pussy. "Um, do you want me to bring you a towel to clean up some?" he asked, more practically.

Melissa, however, gave him a shocked look. "Don't you dare!" she remonstrated. "I'm bringing every bit of your come back with me to Stephanie. I don't care if it's running down my leg. I've gotten pretty used to stuff running out of my pussy and down my legs over the last week," she added, somewhat appalled at her crudity.

"Is that so?" he mused with a leer. "I can see that I'll have to start watching more closely."

"Oh, I'll be happy to point it out to you from now one, now that I know you like to see it," she said with a bold giggle. "I like knowing what kinds of things turn you on," she said with a meaningful smile. "But," she informed him, starting to heave herself up off the bed from beneath him, "I really do need to get back to your daughter's bed. She made me promise I'd sleep with her every night. I was on my way to do that when I decided to use the bathroom and, well, you know the rest," she explained with a weak laugh.

"I do indeed," he nodded appreciatively, "And I can promise you I'll never forget it as long as I live. I've been watching both my children fall head over heels in love with you, and now I know what all the fuss is about. You are truly one-of-a-kind, Melissa, and I'm still kind of stunned that you chose to share yourself with an old man like me!"

"Oh, John, give it up," Melissa said with a smirk. "You know you're a complete hunk and it looks like everyone in my family has already fallen in love with you."

"Everyone?" he asked softly. "Do you mean your brother, too?"

"It looks that way to me," she nodded seriously. "I've suspected him of being bi for the whole last week, but now seeing the way he looks at you, well, all I have to say is, if you're not just as interested in him, then please let him down easy. You may not realize it, but he's really a gentle soul who gets hurt easily. OK?" she said in a plaintive tone, leaning over him to kiss his lips one more time as he flopped onto his back on the bed.

"Thanks for confiding in me, Melissa," he said seriously after returning her kiss, "I will do my best not to disappoint either of you."

"Thank you. Oh! Look!" she exclaimed, pointing down at her thighs, "See all your come running down my leg?"

He looked at the thick streams of pale, white goo oozing down the insides of both her ample thighs. "I do, and it's a truly lovely sight," he sighed and then yawned.

"Good night, John, and thank you so much for making another of my fantasies finally come true!" she smiled. "You'd probably better get some sleep, huh? Something tells me you're going to need your strength," she said with a pointed smile.

"Yeah, really," he agreed and then yawned again. "See you in the morning...or, feel free to come back any time, actually," he said hopefully.

"Maybe," she promised, "We'll see." And she turned to hasten back to Stephanie's room before the drizzle of jism actually started to drip onto the floor, leaving his bedroom door ajar enough to light her way back to Stephanie's room with a backwards wink at the man.

As soon as she pushed the door to Stephanie's room open, the slim girl in the bed stirred and mumbled, "Daddy?" groggily.

"Sorry, love, it's only me," Melissa said, a trifle miffed.

"Mmmmm, even better," Stephanie murmured, scooting over in the bed to make room for her redheaded lover.

"Nice recovery, Steph," Melissa commented with a smile as she knelt on the bed beside the slim girl.

"God! You smell like sex, girl!" Stephanie remarked. "Where have you been? Having you been fucking our brothers senseless this whole time?"

"Uh, not exactly," Melissa said softly. "I left them sleeping in each other's arms about an hour ago."

"Really? In each other's arms?" Stephanie asked, amazed. "I'd like to see that!"

"Well, we can check on them in the morning to see if they're still like that," Melissa smiled. "But after that I was heading back here, only I stopped in the bathroom and, well, I ran into your dad. Or rather, he ran into me."

Stephanie sat up instantly, wide awake. "What do you mean? What happened?" she asked, keenly interested.

"Um, to cut a long story short, it happened," Melissa smiled tentatively.

"It. Oh, my God! You mean, you and my dad...?" Stephanie blurted loudly and then repeated herself in a low voice, "You mean my dad finally got around to fucking you?"

"Uh-huh," Melissa nodded, feeling somewhat smug. "I've got a whole load of his cum dripping out of my pussy and down my leg. Do you want to lick it up?" she asked huskily.

Stephanie flicked on her nightstand lamp and sucked in her breath at the sight of her father's semen now oozing down past Melissa's knees. "Ohhhh, God, yeah!" her black-haired friend nodded eagerly, but then stopped. "Damn! I really wish I'd been able to see it, though." She paused for a moment. "Wait – did you just leave him?" she asked earnestly.

"Yep, though he was yawning as I left," Melissa confirmed. "It's after 2:00 a.m."

"Phfff! That's nothing for him," Stephanie said dismissively. "Come on!" she commanded decisively, "We're going back in there and make him fuck you again so I can watch this time!" She sprang off the bed stark naked and motioned for Melissa to follow her.

"Okay," Melissa shrugged, laughing, "But don't you think he's a little worn out by now? How many times did you fuck him?" she asked, her brow furrowed.

"Only two," she said, "Though he made me come a lot more times than that," she grinned wickedly.

"Same here," Melissa whispered as they reached her door and peered out.

"Really? Oh, you've going to have to tell me all about it while I'm licking you," she said in a tone that admitted no argument. "But based on the amount of juice he squirted into you there, I'd say he's definitely got at least one more good fuck in him – maybe more," she whispered. "And if watching me suck all his come out of you and then letting it drip into your mouth doesn't get him hard again, nothing will!" she giggled softly as they reached her father's door.

"You're probably right about that," Melissa agreed in a whispered giggle as her friend pushed the door to her father's room open.

The room was dark but John was apparently not asleep yet, for he asked, "Hello?" in the gloom.

"It's your two favorite girls, come to pay you another visit," Stephanie said sweetly as she and Melissa stepped into the room. She quietly closed the door behind her and they moved over to her father's bedside.

"Oh! That's nice," her father said, sounding pleased, and he reached over to his nightstand and turned on the lamp. "What did you have in mind?" he asked with an intent look, his eyes eagerly roaming up and down the nude bodies of the two twelve-year-old girls.

"Well, Daddy," Stephanie explained in a sweet voice, "Since you and Melissa finally got around to fucking, which is great, but I didn't get to see it, which isn't great, I was hoping you might be up for a repeat performance so I could watch. And just to get you in the mood, would you like to watch me lick all your come up that's dripping out of her cunt and down her legs and then share it with her?" she asked, batting her eyes exaggeratedly.

Her father swallowed hard and allowed in a voice tight with growing lust that he'd like to see that very much, so Stephanie lay down on the bed next to him with her head abreast of his cock and somewhat impatiently motioned for Melissa to straddle her face. "Let me lick everything off your thighs first before you put your pussy in my face, lover," she instructed.

"Of course, my love," Melissa agreed in a husky voice, her recently sated arousal once more beginning to ramp up. "I wouldn't want you to miss a drop. Speaking of which," she gave a low chuckle, "There's a drop of it left over on the tip of your dad's prick. You want me to snag it for you?"

"Why, that would be so nice of you," the dark-haired girl giggled between the obscene, wet smacking sounds her lips and tongue were making mopping up Melissa's thighs.

With a mischievous chuckle, Melissa reached over and squeezed John's semi-erect prick, milking out the residual dollop of semen onto her finger and reaching between her legs to offer it to Stephanie. "Here you go, love," she cooed and her slim lover enthusiastically licked the incestuous slime from her finger.

"That felt nice," John hinted with a smile at Melissa. "You don't have to stop."

"Thanks for telling me, John," Melissa said under lowered eyes. "I do love knowing what turns you on, so please keep saying so whenever you need me for anything." She reached back and began to slowly squeeze and stroke the man's enormous prick.

"Oh, God, Melissa!" he groaned. "You have no idea what that does to my insides when you say things like that to me!"

"Isn't she the most perfect little slut, Daddy?" Stephanie asked from between Melissa's thighs. "I just love her so much!"

"So do I," her father answered seriously, "So do I."

"Ohhhhh! Shit, your tongue feels incredible in my cunt, lover," Melissa gasped as she felt Stephanie lift her head and begin to lick up and down the length of the redhead's semen-oozing pussy slit. She lowered her hips to ease her crotch onto her slim lover's face, groaning with pleasure at the sensations Stephanie's increasingly skilled tongue were eliciting from her sensitized pussy. "Damn, John, your daughter gets better at licking my pussy each time," she moaned.

"I'll have to see that she continues to have time to practice," he remarked in a voice grown thick with arousal.

"Thanks," Melissa panted as Stephanie plunged her tongue repeated in and out of her cunt hole. She obligingly squeezed her pussy muscles, trying to force as much of the remaining jism out from her vaginal recesses. "Though- hoh! With three horny cocks in this house all wanting her- oh, fuck, that's good, Steph! It might be tough to squeeze the practice time- unnnggghhh! Time in!" she groaned.

"Well, as long as you can keep taking them two at a time like you did tonight, then you should be able to keep us worn out enough to have some time with each other," he grinned.

"Ohhhhh! Jeez, Steph! You're really getting to me! Hunnnggghhh! Hoh, God, yes! Just like that, baby! Shit!" Melissa cried. "So how much did you see? Unnnggghh! I saw you- oh, God! When I had both- hunnnggghhh! Both cocks in my mouth- hoooofff! At once! Hoh, God! Did you see those bastards- ohhhhhh! Make it come out my nose? Haaaggghhh!" she grunted.

"Oh, we definitely saw that," John smiled. "It looked like it wasn't that much fun for you, but I have to tell you that was one of the hottest, most amazing things I've ever seen!" he enthused. "And I'm really interested that my son didn't seem to have as much problem with having his cock touching Keith's as I might have thought," he added with an odd glint in his eye.

"Yeah, Keith and I- hunnngggghhhh! Kind of worked him- haaagggghhh! Worked him up to that a bit- oh, fuck! A bit at a time! Haaggghhh! Oh, shit, Steph! I'm really close! Hoh, God! When I left the boys- hunnggghhh! Hunnngghhh! Hunnggghhh! They were asleep in each other's arms! Hoh, God! Steph! You're doing it! You're doing it! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Lick me! Oh, God! I'm commmmingggggg! Aaaaaaiiiiiiiieeeeee!" she keened as her climax plowed through her, shaking her and making her back writhe with ecstasy. She could feel her bladder start to release again but didn't make any effort to hold it back, figuring that Stephanie was pretty used to being squirted on and she'd already peed in the bed with John earlier.

As she felt her orgasm finally subside, Melissa noticed that Stephanie was fingering her own cunt vigorously and felt a stab of guilt for leaving her neglected. She bent over forward and plunged her face into the dark-haired girl's crotch, gently pushing aside Stephanie's fingers with her tongue and a murmured, "Here, love, let me do that for you."

Melissa had been forced to relinquish her grip on John's cock which had swelled to full erection but what happened next was completely unexpected as she felt the man's cock head pressing up against the opening to her vagina. John had apparently decided that if his two young lovers were now going to pleasure each other, he would take advantage of their position and give his daughter an up close and personal view of him fucking her plump friend, kneeling up behind Melissa as she lay atop his daughter and impudently shoving his cock at her.

Melissa had no objections whatsoever to his spontaneous action and raised her head from Stephanie's crotch long enough to moan, "Ohhh, God, yes, John! That's perfect! Fuck me good, lover! I'm already so wet and horny from Stephanie's cunt-licking! Haaaaggggghhhh!" she gasped as the man drove his huge prick deeply into her cunt, filling her vagina all the way to her cervix. "Ohhhhh, fuck, John! I can't believe how much you fill me up! Can you see him, Steph? Can you see your daddy fucking my pussy?"

"I sure can, Mel," Stephanie panted, pulling her lips away from Melissa's clit long enough to speak. "It's incredible! His balls slap me on the top of my head each time he shoves it into you," she giggled, then sobered, "I should have known," she complained. "He can get deeper into you than he can in me."

"Ohhh, God, Steph!" Melissa sputtered in between gasps as John relentlessly drove his cock in and out of her like some berserk piston, "It's not a contest! Hunnnggghhh! Oh, shit! Steph, does he fill your pussy up- unnngggghhh! When he fucks you?" she demanded somewhat breathlessly.

"Yeah, yeah he does," her friend conceded.

"That's just what he does with me, too," Melissa continued, making an effort to continue to speak coherently despite the heavy pounding her pussy was getting from John's immense member. "So that means he fits in both of us just perfect. Okay? Can I get back to licking your beautiful pussy now?" she asked. "Hunnggghhh! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh!" she gasped as she felt John's prick slam several times all the way into the back of her vagina.

"Y-yeah," Stephanie groaned with pleasure as Melissa's lips once again closed around her young lover's turgid clitoris and began suckling it in earnest. For several more minutes the only sounds were the obscene, sloppy, smacking sounds as John's rock-hard prick plunged in and out of Melissa's yearning cunt hole while his balls slapped against his daughter's forehead with each stroke, and the muffled moans and gasps of the two girls as they licked, sucked, and tongue-lashed each other's clits in a frenzied attempt to drive each other into a climax.

It was not long before Melissa raised her head and cried out, "John! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! I think we're both- unnnngggghhh! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Both almost there! Fuck me hard, John! Ohhhhh! God, Steph! You eat me so fucking good! Do it, John! Fuck me hard as you can right now!"

And with that plea, Melissa lowered her head once more and savagely began to flick Stephanie's clit with her tongue, trying to match the wild rhythm with which her slender lover was buzzing Melissa's fully erect clitoris. Suddenly Melissa felt Stephanie's entire cunt begin to throb and pulse regularly as well as feeling her lover's entire body go rigid beneath her and knew that the girl was coming hard.

Melissa's own orgasm surged up within her seconds later and then all she could do was concentrate on maintaining her lip-lock around Stephanie's rhythmically beating clit as wave after wave of white-hot ecstasy engulfed her, making her hands clench spasmodically, gripping and releasing the bed sheets. To her amazement and delight, she felt her mouth suddenly fill with warm, acrid fluid and realized that Stephanie was returning the treatment and pissing right back at her as she came. She greedily sucked and swallowed as much as she could, not worrying about the pee that dribbled off her chin onto the sheets.

And just then, John gave a huge groan and buried his gigantic cock more deeply into Melissa's cunt than she would have dreamed possible where she could actually feel it shooting come directly against her cervix. She was expecting the man's orgasm to last as long as his first one with her, so she was startled to feel John suddenly withdraw his prick completely from her cunt while at the same time, Stephanie pulled her face away from Melissa's still throbbing pussy. She couldn't understand what was going on until she heard the sounds of Stephanie gulping and swallowing frantically and realized that John was allowing his daughter to share equally in his orgasm and shooting the rest of his jism into Stephanie's mouth, which Melissa found very sweet despite it making her own climax recede more quickly than it might have. `At least I know I won't pass out this time,' she thought to herself with a wry smile.

John finally sort of slumped over in a heap beside them on the bed, breathing heavily but the silliest grin on his face. Melissa pushed herself upright onto her knees once more and said to him, "You look like you liked that," she grinned weakly.

"Ohhhhh!" he groaned, "'Like' doesn't even come close to describing how that felt. You two are each incredible lovers, but the two of you together? Whooey!" he said, his breathing still heavy from his lewd exertions.

Melissa grinned at him and then deliberately pushed as much of the remaining semen from her cunt into Stephanie's open mouth beneath her, which the pubescent girl gluttonously lapped up. Without waiting for an invitation, Melissa heaved herself off of Stephanie's face and scrambled around to plant her lips eagerly around the dark haired girl's, plunging her tongue into Stephanie's mouth and swirling around the large load of semen collected there. For another minute, they lasciviously pushed the thick dollop of jism and spit back and forth between them until, by unspoken agreement they each swallowed the remainder and pulled back, looking at each other with beaming smiles.

"So," Melissa said at last, gazing down at Stephanie, "You finally got to watch your dad fuck me. Was it as good as you'd hoped?" she asked with a sultry smile.

"Better," Stephanie said in a voice grown suddenly thick with emotion, "So much better than I'd dreamed!" She reached over and gripped her father's hand fiercely. "I love you both so much and I've been wishing for days that I'd be able to share both of you together, but this! This was incredible! Being able to see your cock," and she glanced with glistening eyes at her father, "That close up and going in and out of my beautiful Melissa's pussy – amazing! Wonderful! Incredible!" she enthused. "And then to have you share it with me right as you were coming, and to be able to taste Mel's cunt on your cock while you were shooting your come right into my mouth! God! I've never been so happy in my life, you guys!"

"Awwww!" Melissa smiled, deeply moved by the intensity of Stephanie's emotion. "Come here, both of you!" she commanded. "I think we all deserve a big group hug!"

Both the girls scrambled up from their previous positions and flopped down on either side of Stephanie's father, who put out his arms for them to snuggle under and pulled them both close, squeezing them firmly. The girls put an arm out over his chest to each other and squeezed affectionately as well, and they kissed John's cheeks, neck and ears until the man begged for mercy, which made them laugh uproariously and kiss him all the more. They didn't relent until he had soundly and ardently kissed each of them, thrusting his tongue into their willing mouths.

Stephanie even experimentally grazed her fingers over her father's flaccid prick, but he just chuckled, "I think you've put him out of business until the morning. It – and I – both need some rest. As I suspect you probably do as well." He glanced pointedly at the bedside alarm clock which revealed that it was now after four in the morning. "I think," he said at last, "That we're going to let everyone sleep in as long as they like this morning, since I don't think any of us have any plans."

"No plans that don't involve having as much sex as possible with everyone in the house, anyway," Melissa giggled.

"Yes, well, I kind of assumed that," he said dryly but with a twinkle in his eye. "Would you-?" he asked hesitantly, "I mean, I would be very pleased if you both would sleep here with me the rest of the night. I- I understand if you'd rather just go and be with each other..." Whatever he was going to say next was smothered by his daughter kissing his lips quite thoroughly.

"Shut up, Dad," she answered gently, "Of course we'll stay here with you. You're both my lovers and I can't imagine a better way to sleep. Um, you're not worried about Brad walking in and finding us here?"

He sighed and looked at Stephanie. "You know I'd been trying to keep our relationship from him, but somehow I don't think that's really practical any more. And he's impressed me quite a bit already with how tolerant and accepting of sexual things are, even ones he might not have been all that comfortable with at first."

"I already told him I was going to try to make love to you," Melissa said to him, "And he really didn't have any problem with it. I don't know if he'll feel any different when he finds out that his sister has been doing it, too, but since he's already fucking his sister, he really doesn't have any room to complain," she pointed out a bit snarkily.

"True," the older man nodded seriously. "Anyway, I don't think there's any point in trying to conceal it – about either of you – any longer. I'm not going to shove his face in it, but if he asks me, I'll tell him the truth and then we'll deal with it if he has any issues."

"He's more likely to ask one of us," Stephanie predicted.

John nodded, "I think you may be right, so I'd make the same recommendation to both of you – if he asks, tell him the truth. And then you might give him a good, hard fuck just to let him know he's not being left out of anything," he suggested with a gleam in his eye. "And speaking of Brad not being left out, did I hear you correctly, Melissa, when you said he and Keith fell asleep in each other's arms?"

"You sure did," the redhead confirmed, "And I thought it looked really sweet. I'm gonna be real interested to see if they stay that way all night."

"That's- that's really interesting," he mused. "It would relieve a lot of potential tensions in the dynamic here if Brad turned out to be even a little bit bisexual."

"Not to mention that he'd have even more people to fuck, so he really wouldn't be left out of anything!" Melissa blurted, then clapped her hand over her mouth, appalled at her crudeness.

"I'm not sure I would have put it quite so baldly," John said with a sardonic grin, "But yes, you're absolutely right." Suddenly he gave a giant yawn. "Okay, I think we've all had enough adventures for one day. Time to get some sleep. Either of you need to go to the bathroom first before we all settle down?"

"Uh, actually we both kind of took care of that while we were coming," Stephanie admitted with a weak giggle.

"Hence the cold spots in the bed I keep running into," he said with a mock mournful expression.

"Hey, mister, some of those cold spots are yours, too," his daughter said pointedly.

"Okay, okay, I surrender," he chuckled ruefully. "I should know better. Stephanie, would you be a love and get the light since you're closest?" he asked.

His daughter did so and then pushed in close to her father in the darkness. "Good night. I love both of you so much!"

"I love both of you so much, too," Melissa agreed, tousling Stephanie's hair across John's hairy chest.

"And I both of you," John said seriously, tenderly kissing the tops of both his young lover's heads.

Melissa felt an overwhelming sensation of peace and love sweep over her and, with a contented smile, was soon fast asleep embracing both John and Stephanie.