Chapter 23 – And Then There Were Five

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Melissa was awakened by the bed bouncing regularly and the sound of soft female moans and low male grunts. She blearily opened her eyes to the sight of Stephanie astride her father, energetically bobbing up and down on his impaling erection. Her eyes were closed in rapturous bliss; one hand was buried in her pussy and frigging her clit vigorously while the other was kneading and caressing one of her smooth breast mounds. John had both hands around his daughter's waist and was helping to pull her down onto his gigantic cock with each of his upward thrusts.

The redhead watched for a moment, allowing the grogginess to drain away and feeling her own arousal beginning to mount from the incestuous tableau beside her. Finally she felt awake enough to croak hoarsely, "Good morning. Started without me, I see."

Stephanie looked down at Melissa and grinned unapologetically. "Sorry, lover. I tried to let you sleep, but Daddy had this great big, beautiful hard-on and I just couldn't resist it any longer." She gasped suddenly as her father's cock drove into her even more deeply.

Melissa was interested to note that John's prick seemed able to penetrate his daughter's pubescent vagina even further than it had when she observed them fucking the previous evening. Apparently their lovemaking sessions after that had resulted in stretching Stephanie's cunt even more, and this morning she seemed determined to fit at least as much of the man's monstrous manhood inside her as Melissa could.

"Yeah, I can understand that," Melissa grinned to show she was not offended. "Uh, anything you'd like me to do?" she asked hopefully.

"Well, since you're awake and ready to join the party," Stephanie chuckled, "Dad, how'd you like to lick Melissa's pussy for her?"

A huge smile spread across her father's face and he turned to look at Melissa. "Good morning, my love. I'm always more than ready and willing to lick your pussy. Climb aboard!" he invited with a leer.

Melissa happily rose up and straddled the man's goateed face, pausing before she lowered her cunt to his lips. "Uh, John, just so you know, I haven't gone to the bathroom yet this morning, so I don't know what will happen," she warned.

The older man gave a resigned chuckle. "Oh, I think I've got a damn good idea what will happen. Don't worry about it. I've got to launder all the bedding today anyway, and I'm learning that having sex with you pretty much means someone is going to get peed on. Just relax and let `er rip!" he snorted.

With that assurance, Melissa eagerly lowered her pussy to John's lips, moaning with pleasure as she felt his tongue slither in between cunt lips already dripping from her excitement. As soon as she was solidly in place atop John's face and his tongue was regularly sliding and thrusting the length of her crack, Melissa leaned forward and put her arms around Stephanie's neck, kissing her long and noisily.

"Good morning, sexy lover," the redhead whispered adoringly once she and Stephanie had broken apart from their lewd kiss. "This is definitely the right way to wake up," she sighed, and then suddenly groaned as she felt John's tongue first rim and then plunge into her anus. "Ohhhh, you're such a naughty man, John. I love what you do to me!" She leaned back away from Stephanie to put more of her ass into accessible contact with the anal ravaging by John's tongue.

"It really is, isn't it?" Stephanie asked, her breathing beginning to grow heavier. "God! It's so great finally being able to fuck my dad with you! I've been fantasizing about this for a week!"

"I love it, too, Steph!" Melissa nodded, then gasping and her eyes rolling up into her head momentarily as she felt John's tongue bury itself into her rectum. She reached down and pulled her ass cheeks as far apart as she could, enabling him to cram as much of his tongue into her nether hole. He obligingly began to vigorously tongue-fuck her ass, making her gasp and moan continuously.

Finally John relented and shifted his attention back to the rest of her cunt and Melissa found she could once again speak. "So, Steph, I never heard the full report on what all you and your dad saw last night when you were watching me fuck our brothers. Was it just my sucking both their cocks or was there more?" she asked with gleaming eyes.

"Well, that was pretty amazing, especially when they both came so hard it all came out your nose!" Stephanie observed between her heavy breaths. "Yeah, I know it wasn't so much fun for you," she added sympathetically.

"Well, don't let me stop you if you want to try it," Melissa said with a disgusted shake of her head, "But I'll tell you right now, that's one of those things that looks a whole lot cooler when it's happening to someone else. Ohhhh! Yes, John! Do that! Lick my clit just like that! Hoh! God! That's so nice!" she groaned with pleasure at the older man's obscene ministrations.

"Yeah, I can see that," Stephanie nodded rather breathlessly. "But that was the second time we looked in on you. Ohhhh! Shit, I love having your cock inside me, Daddy!" she moaned. "We- hoh! We also peeked at you when Keith was fucking your pussy and my brother was in your ass. God! That looked so fucking hot, Mel! Ohhhhh! Oh, God! His cock is really getting to me, love!" she explained.

Melissa winced, remembering that during that whole session Keith and she had been regaling Brad with tale after tale of their incestuous sex with their mother. "Uh, could you-?" and she lowered her voice to a whisper, squeezing her thighs tightly against John's ears to muffle them, "Could you hear what we were talking about?"

"Not really. Why?" Stephanie whispered back, intrigued.

"Oh, good. Tell you later," Melissa promised.

"Hoh! Oh, shit!" Stephanie gasped and then whispered, "You'd better!"

"D-don't I always?" Melissa stammered and then groaned loudly as John switched his motion to one of plunging his tongue deeply into her cunt hole followed by several quick, firm flicks of his tongue on her hard clit before repeating the process. "Ohhhhhh! God, John! That's really good! Oh, shit! Hunngghhh! Hunnnggghhh! Hoh! Oh, fuck!" she grunted, relaxing the pressure of her thighs against the man's ears so he could hear once more.

By now, Stephanie was panting heavily, interspersed with whimpers of "Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!" so Melissa knew her young lover was close to a climax. She ground her cunt more forcefully into John's face, rocking her hips back and forth so that the entire length of her vulva was slithering along his muscular tongue, encouraging to step up his tempo. He readily obliged and soon Melissa was gasping and grunting as her sexual arousal began to ramp up to the point of no return. "Haaaggghhh! God! Yes, John! Oh, fuck! I love the way you eat me! Hunnggghhh! Hunnggghh! Hunnghhh! Can you- hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Can you hear your daughter? Aaaggghhh! Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! You're going to make both of us come, John! Oh! Shit! What are you doing? Oh, God! That's- ohhhhh! That's amazing!" Melissa cried as she felt John's tongue flicking feverishly back and forth over her engorged clit while at the same time he had managed to work a pair of fingers into her cunt hole and his thumb into her anus and was plunging them in and out of both orifices as hard and fast as he could.

Melissa was about to lose her mind with ecstasy and she could tell that Stephanie was at the point of climax as well for her face was flushed, her hair drenched in sweat, and her back was writhing with pleasure. The dark haired girl's fingers were now plunging frantically in and out of her pussy in the gap formed between her and her father's body, and she bounced up and down so hard from her father's savage thrusting up into her that Melissa felt it was a wonder the girl wasn't bucked right off.

And then Stephanie was shrieking and crying out incoherently as an orgasm gripped her. Melissa watched in lascivious fascination until her own climax made it difficult for her to focus her eyes any longer, and she surrendered to the electric jolts of bliss that smashed into her, one after the other. She felt her bladder give way but, remembering John's prior approval, made no attempt to restrict it. Instead, with each new orgasmic contraction, she squirted the warm, pungent liquid forcefully into the man's mouth and was gratified to feel him willingly lapping it up and sucking hard on her cunt to pull even more out of her.

And then Melissa could tell from the rhythmic grunts John was emitting and the way his body jerked with each that he was filling his daughter's womb with his incestuous seed. Stephanie reached out and desperately clung to Melissa as her father shot jet after thick jet of his cream into her, amazing Melissa once more with how long the man's orgasms seemed to last compared to either Keith's or Brad's.

Finally, all the trio's orgasmic shudders and spasms retreated. "Whoo!" exhaled Stephanie loudly. "Now that's the best way ever to wake up!"

Melissa shifted her body off of John's face to allow him to breathe freely once more, and heartily agreed with her girlfriend. John stretched and gazed at both his nubile, young lovers. "Well, now that we've all got that out of our systems, what would you like to do next?" he asked, looking at each in turn.

His daughter flashed him a mischievous smile. "I thought that maybe while you're recovering, Melissa and I might go wake the boys up the same way. Would you like to come watch?" she asked with a sultry smile.

"Hmm," he mused, his eyes gleaming. "I'm not sure they're quite ready for that, but we'll see. I would like to join you long enough to see whether they actually slept together or not, however," he smiled. "And, if you wouldn't mind leaving the door open, I may look in from time to time. But," he said with a rueful grin as he stretched one more time, "Right now I have a bit of laundry to do," he added with a gesture at the sheets.

"Oh, John," Melissa said, feeling a pang of guilt, "I should be doing that. I'm the one who got them all piss-soaked."

"That's very thoughtful of you, Melissa," he said with an approving smile. "But after that wonderful wakeup call, I'm feeling particularly magnanimous this morning. Besides, as my daughter so appropriately informed me, some of those cold spots in the bed were mine," he grinned. "Tell you what. It can be your turn to run the laundry tomorrow morning, all right?"

"It's a deal!" Melissa agreed heartily, barely managing to keep from blurting out that washing the sheets every morning was part of their new, sex-filled routine at her house as well.

"And after that, I'll rustle up some breakfast for everyone. Although," with a glance at the bedside alarm clock that showed it was already after eleven in the morning, "Perhaps we'll just call it Sunday brunch, hmm?" he snorted with a smile. "Don't worry. I'll make something you can just come and eat whenever. None of us have a schedule to keep today," an announcement that made both girls smile gratefully.

As they headed towards the door of the bedroom, noticing that her father was still completely nude and making no moves to dress, Stephanie asked, "Are we all walking around the house naked today?"

He gave her a slight smile with raised eyebrows. "After yesterday, any attempts to conceal our bodies from each other seem kind of pointless, don't you think?"

"True," his daughter nodded cheerfully. "Cool. I like being nude. Clothes just get in the way of fucking," which made her father goggle at her audacity.

And with that settled, the three of them trooped quietly down the hall. Seeing that the door to the boy's room was still slightly ajar, Stephanie quietly pushed it open and peered in, with Melissa and her father peeking in over her shoulder. The sight made Melissa smile. Not only were both boys still in Brad's bed, but they had made a spoon with Keith cuddled up close behind Stephanie's brother with an arm draped possessively over him.

"God! I wonder if something more happened after you left, Mel," Stephanie speculated in a whisper.

"If it did, we'll worm it out of them," Melissa grinned. She looked up at John whose face was regarding the two sleeping boys with almost fierce intensity. Finally, with a nod to himself, he patted both girls affectionately on their bare bottoms and excused himself with a promise to come let them know when breakfast was available. Stephanie blew him a kiss and Melissa winked at him and with that, he turned back down the hall toward the stairs.

The two girls entered the room, leaving the door wide open, and padded over to Brad's bed. With a silent nod to each other, Melissa climbed up onto the bed between Brad and the wall and worked her way under the covers while Stephanie got in on the outside of the bed and spooned up behind Keith, putting an arm over him and slithering it down between her boyfriend's body and her brother's. Just as she suspected, Keith's cock was completely hard and wedged into the crack of her brother's ass.

Keith woke with a start as soon as he felt Stephanie's fingers wrap around his prick. "Wha- what is it?" he mumbled groggily. He twisted his head around to see that it was his dark haired girlfriend. "Oh, hi!" he said, blinking his eyes rapidly to clear them of the cobwebs. "Is it time to get up now?"

"Oh, it's definitely time to get up, my baby," Stephanie said sweetly, squeezing his already stiff prick and kissing him repeatedly on his neck and ears, "But it's not time to get out of bed. You've got something right here that I need!" She tugged at his shoulder and pulled him over onto his back, flinging the bed covers off all four of them unceremoniously. Keith's erect penis jutted proudly straight up in the air. Stephanie flung her leg over him, straddled him, and guided his cock into her dank, jism-filled cunt hole, lowering herself onto it with a deep sigh of satisfaction.

By this time, Brad had come awake from the jostling next to him – and from Melissa's fondling of his somewhat flaccid prick. She leaned in close to his face and kissed him lovingly. "Good morning, my love. Would you like me so suck your cock and get you hard so you can fuck me?"

"Uh, yeah!" he said, still sounding bewildered at the unexpected interruption to his sleep. He turned onto his back, squeezed in alongside Keith's body in the narrow bed and his eyes grew wide as he took in the view of his naked sister wantonly riding the older boy's cock as she straddled his hips. "Wow!" he breathed. "This really is a good morning, isn't it?"

Keith looked over at him. Melissa was intrigued to notice that her brother's arm was still underneath Brad's shoulders and gripped him firmly – and neither boy seemed to have any notion of removing it. "It really is a fantastic morning!" Keith nodded to Brad. "God! You wouldn't believe how wet your sister is! It feels like I could slide all the way up to her throat!" he said with enthusiastic exaggeration.

Melissa and Stephanie shared a quick, amused glance, knowing that the dark haired girl's pussy was so wet because it contained a full load of her father's semen. If Brad hadn't been there, Melissa would have told him because she knew that it would really heighten his sexual excitement, but as it was, she bit her lip just to keep from laughing out loud. The redhead quickly slid down her boyfriend's body and began to lick and suck his already rising prick.

"Ohh, man, that feels incredible, Mel," Brad groaned with pleasure as Melissa's lips engulfed the head of his cock and teased the sensitive underside with her tongue. She glowed with pride at her ability to please him so simply.

Within a few minutes, Brad's cock had grown into a raging hard-on and, without preamble, Melissa withdrew her lips from it, heaved her body up to straddle him, and slid his erection into her eager cunt hole, putting her arm around Stephanie as she did so. Stephanie responded by putting her own arm around Melissa and soon the two girls were happily fucking, side by side as they embraced each other. Melissa's eyes grew wide when Brad actually reached his arm up and around Keith to match the older boy's arm around him.

"Way to go, Brad!" Melissa moaned, truly impressed. "That's really nice. I love it when all four of us can fuck together like this! I love all of you so incredibly much!"

"We all love you, too, Mel," Brad said, his voice hoarsening as his sexual arousal increased. His assertion drew agreeing nods from both Stephanie and Keith as well.

For the next several minutes, only the wet, slapping, obscene sounds of four people heartily fucking filled the room, punctuated by gasps and moans of increasing frequency. A hint of movement in the doorway caught her eye and she tried to look that way without calling attention to herself. She was rewarded with the sight of John, his arms full of soiled sheets but his massive prick sticking straight out in front of him beneath the load of laundry as he watched his children and their young lovers cavort. Melissa gave him a quick wink, which he acknowledged with a brief nod before continuing on his way.

By now, the steady pounding into their pussies by the two boys' cocks were beginning to tell on both Stephanie and Melissa. Both were panting heavily and moaning with erotic pleasure nearly constantly now. Melissa pulled her slender lover's face to hers and plunged her tongue in between Stephanie's lips in a lewd, passionate kiss, one which the other girl readily reciprocated. Melissa heard Brad say to Keith, "Shit! I never get tired of seeing them kiss like that! That is just such an incredible turn-on, don't you think?"

"It really is," Keith agreed. "I love watching them lick each other's pussies even more."

"Yeah, that's really cool, too," Brad nodded, his own breathing deepening noticeably, "But there's just something about the way they kiss. It's so sexy but so, I don't know, so loving at the same time. It's just beautiful!" he finished, sounding somewhat embarrassed by his tender admission.

But Stephanie beamed as she and Melissa broke from their Sapphic kiss. "Brad, you really do amaze me sometimes," she said with an incredulous shake of her head. "You really do say the most incredibly nice things."

"Yeah, well don't tell anyone," he said with a self-deprecating grin. "I might lose my reputation as a stupid jerk."

"Oh, Bro! You lost that days ago," his sister grunted with a tight smile. "You've turned into the best brother a girl could ever have!"

"Th-thanks!" Brad told her, visibly moved. "I think you're the most amazing sister in the world."

"Wow," Keith smiled. "A whole lot of love in this room, huh? I think we should do something about that and make each other come like crazy, don't you?"

"Hoh! I think maybe you're right, Bro," Melissa gasped. "Does that mean you're ready to really start fucking Stephanie hard?"

"I'm definitely ready!" Stephanie chuckled between heaving breaths. "Do it, Keith! Fuck me hard and make me come!"

Melissa looked down at Brad. "I'm definitely getting close, too. How are you doing?"

"God!" he groaned, "I've been trying not to come for the last five minutes already!"

"Well, don't wait anymore!" Melissa crowed. "I'm ready for you to fuck me as hard as you can and fill my pussy up with your lovely come! Do it, baby! Fuck me h- ohhhhh! Shit! Yeah! Just like that!" her voice warbling oddly due to the sudden vigorous bouncing Brad's pile-driving prick subjected her to. "Haaagghhh! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, God, Brad! Hoh! Hoh! Shit! Oh! Shit! Oh, God! Hunngghhh! Hunnnggghh! Hunngghhh! Oh, shit! Here it comes! Fuck me, Brad! Shoot your hot come in me! Fill me up! Oh, fuck, yeah! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh- I can't- I- shit! Haaaaiiiiiieeeeeee!" she screamed as her cunt exploded with a thousand different jolts of electric pleasure shooting through her body, making her shudder and writhe and cling desperately to Stephanie beside her, who was clinging just as frantically to her as her slim body jerked and convulsed spasmodically from her own orgasm.

Melissa could feel Brad's cock twitching powerfully within the walls of her vagina and knew he was giving her the load of his jism she'd been crying out for, and she could tell by Keith's squinted eyes and distorted grimace that he was coming as well. For several moments that seemed an eternity all four of them shook in place and then suddenly both girls collapsed as if the air had been let out of them onto their young lover's chests, laughing delightedly at how wonderful it all was. The girls kissed each boy and then each other, their mouths so close to each other that at one time both Keith's and Brad's tongue were in Melissa's mouth at the same time. Though neither appeared to notice, Melissa was willing to bet that her brother sure as heck noticed, however. At the end, both girls shared lovely three-way kisses with each boy in turn, their tongues touching and teasing obscenely.

"Whoa!" Brad exhaled at last, flopping his sweaty head back onto the pillow. "Damn! That was the best way I've ever been woken up in my life!"

"Well, get used to it, brother dear," Stephanie smiled, "Because somehow I think there are going to be a lot more mornings like this from now on."

"Man! I can't wait," he grinned back at her. His brow furrowed. "Do we have to get up now?"

"Not if you don't want to," his sister assured him. "Dad said he's making the kind of breakfast we can just show up and eat whenever, and otherwise, he didn't have any plans for today."

"Oh, you, uh, ran into Dad already?" he asked, eying her nude body.

"Yep, and it's all cool," he laughed. "He knows what we're doing in here and it's fine."

"Shit!" he marveled. "I'm still having trouble believing how great he's turned out to be about all this."

"Yep, Dad's the best," Stephanie smiled, flashing Melissa a quick look.

"So," Melissa interrupted, trying to change the subject away from Brad's father, "If neither of you are in any hurry, how would you like to watch Steph and me lick all your come out of each other's cunts? Maybe that will get you into the mood for round two."

Both boys eagerly agreed to that plan. "Well, scoot your butts up to the end of the bed," Stephanie directed, "And give us some room here." The two young men moved with a speed that was almost comical, and Melissa turned her body so that her face was even with Stephanie's thinly furred cunt.

"You want to be on top?" Melissa asked her lesbian lover.

"Let's try it on our sides this time," Stephanie suggested, so each lay facing each other's crotch and propped the upper leg up to make access to their cunts easier. Soon both girls were zealously lapping and suckling each other's jism-filled pussies with sloppy, smacking noises. The boys sat together on the pillows at the head of the bed with their legs folded, unabashedly ogling their sisters' lovemaking, and slowly stroking their own spent cocks in an attempt to restore their members to usefulness once more.

Even understanding its source, Melissa was amazed at the amount of viscous semen she was sucking out of Stephanie's cunt hole. Between what her brother had just spurted in there and the much more massive load Stephanie's father had ejaculated into her pussy, Melissa soon had a complete mouthful of the obscene mixture of Stephanie's quim and the come from two men. She pulled her head back and caught Keith's eye, gesturing with her finger at her mouth and raising her eyebrows inquiringly. He understood immediately and scrambled over to kiss his sister, eagerly accepting the slimy mouthful with a blissful expression.

Melissa noticed Brad eyeing Keith with an unfathomable expression as he sat back on the pillows next to the younger boy, and she wondered if he might be expecting Keith to then kiss him and share the depraved contents of his mouth. Keith even looked at him inquiringly, but when the black-haired boy failed to say anything, went ahead and swallowed all the come he'd been holding. But after Melissa had returned her face to Stephanie's dripping cunt for a couple of minutes and had accumulated a somewhat reduced amount of the perverted goo, this time when she pulled her head back she looked at Brad and made the same offer. He quite willingly scooted up and kissed her, swirling his tongue around in her mouth and readily receiving all the mixture from her.

Stephanie, noticing the interruptions to Melissa's licking of her pussy, pulled her head back and asked, "Hey, what's going on?"

"I'm just feeding the boys an early breakfast," Melissa giggled. "You had such a load of come inside you I thought it was only fair to share."

"Cool!" Stephanie said huskily. "Hang on a minute and I'll have some from inside you to share with anyone who wants it," and she pushed her face in between Melissa's legs once again, plunging her tongue deeply into the redhead's cunt hole and sucking as much ooze as she could into her mouth. Shortly, she pulled her head back and indicated that she was ready.

Keith wasted no time in hastening down the bed to receive her come-filled kiss, and he remained in that position, enabling Stephanie to provide him with another depraved, come-swapping kiss every few minutes. Eventually Brad decided to get in on the same action and shifted down so his face was close to Melissa's, allowing her to pause periodically and kiss her boyfriend with her face and tongue covered in the contents of his sister's pussy.

By the time this had been going on for several more minutes, both girls were panting hard and moaning continuously through the muffling folds of each other's' pussy flesh. The boys, sensing that their sisters were starting to approach another climax, helped by grabbing and kneading the nearby breast of their girlfriend while at the same time – at Keith's suggestion - slipping a quim-lubricated finger into their respective sister's assholes, which made both girls gasp and then resume their cunnilingus with greatly increased intensity.

Within two minutes of such ravishment, both seventh-grade girls were soon in the throes of forceful orgasms, whimpering and shuddering as the throbbing sexual sensations overwhelmed them, leaving them gasping and giggling helplessly after their climaxes abated.

"Hoh! God, that was great!" Stephanie enthused. "Thanks for the special assist at the end there, guys," she grinned, propping herself up on one elbow to be able to look from one boy to the other. "The four of us really are pretty amazing together, aren't we?" an observation that was greeted with smiles and nods all around. Stephanie's glances now took in the fully rigid cocks both their brothers were sporting and said, "Oooh! Can you guess what I want now?" with a meaningful glance at Melissa.

"Uh, could it be you want the same treatment from them I got last night?" her redheaded friend asked with a glittering smile.

"Got it in one," Stephanie grinned. "Come on, guys. I want you both in me at the same time, just like you did do Melissa. Brad, would you mind fucking my pussy? Keith, please do the honors and get your oil so you can do me in the ass, would you, love?" she requested.

As both the teenaged boys scrambled to comply, huge anticipatory grins on their faces, Melissa asked, "How can I help?" with a smoldering look at her girlfriend.

"You, my love, I'd like right in front of me so I can bury my face in your lovely pussy," Stephanie said softly, and Melissa felt her heart lurch in her chest at the intensity of the adoring look she received.

"God! If you only knew what you do to my insides when you look at me like that, girl!" Melissa answered as she positioned herself kneeling over Brad's face as he lay on his back on the bed.

"That's a nice view," Brad grinned, looking up as Keith returned to the bed with his treasured bottle of baby oil and knelt behind Stephanie.

"I'm glad you like it, love," Melissa smiled at Brad. "I hope you never stop feeling that way."

"Not a chance," he answered vehemently, but then gasped with pleasure as his sister mounted him and slid her drenched cunt down over his cock. "Ohhh, fuck! I still can't believe how good it feels to be inside you, Sis," Brad sighed. "I wish we'd started doing this a long time ago."

"Hmmm, maybe," his sister said as she began to slowly grind her hips back and forth over him, forcing his rock-hard prick in and out of her vagina, "But if we had, then we might have just settled for that and never gotten to meet Stephanie and Keith, you know? And I really, really love it when all four of us fuck together," she said somewhat breathlessly.

"True, true," he nodded with a thoughtful smile. "So maybe it all worked out the way it's supposed to."

Stephanie nodded her agreement but in a rather distracted way as Keith had begun to insert one, then two oil-slick fingers past her exposed anal sphincter. "God! That's really nice, Keith," she gasped. "I'm still amazed by how much better being fucked in my pussy feels when I've got something up my ass, too. I've got you to thank for that, Mel!" she added.

"You're very welcome, sweet baby," Melissa responded with a look back over her shoulder at her slim lover.

"Hang in there just a minute longer, love," Stephanie advised her. "Once your brother's fully settled into my ass, then I'm gonna' start licking you, too."

"I'm not going anywhere," the redhead giggled.

Stephanie twisted her head around to address the blond teenager behind her. "Okay, Keith, I think I'm relaxed enough now. Get your cock all slippery, then go ahead and shove it all in," she instructed.

"You've got it, O sexy one," Keith said with a grin and hastened to do as he was asked. "Ready?" he inquired once his rod was completely slick and the head pushed up against Stephanie's puckered anal rosette.

"Do it, Keith," the black-haired girl murmured in a voice grown husky with rising lust, "Fuck my ass good, baby! Ohhhh!" she gasped as the entire length of Keith's prick plunged into her rectum with a single thrust, his hips slamming up against her narrow ass cheeks. "Oh! Oh, my!" she groaned in delighted surprise. "God! This feels incredible! It looked really hot when we watched you guys fucking like this last night, but I had no idea it would feel like this!" She began to push back with her hips, rocking into Keith and Brad's forward thrusts to impale herself more deeply onto their stiff dicks.

"Wait- what?" Brad asked with a furrowed brow. "You- you were watching us? You mean you and Dad?" he inquired, soundly shocked.

"Oh, heck yeah!" Stephanie said carelessly. "After that show you guys put on watching the movie, we were both dying to see what you three had gotten up to," she explained between her increasingly deep breaths.

"Shit!" Brad cursed in amazement. "I guess there's no privacy in this house anymore," he complained but the expression on his face didn't look like he was too upset.

"Brother dear, there never was as much as you liked to think," his sister said pointedly. "And after yesterday, it didn't look like anyone in this house was overly concerned about who saw or heard what, you know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right," he nodded, his own breathing growing heavier.

"I'm just saying, you should probably get used to fucking in front of everyone else from now on," Stephanie observed sagely. "Now I think I'm ready for you, too, Mel," she said, changing the subject. "How `bout if you get down and let my brother lick the front of your twat and lean forward so I can lick the back and shove my tongue up your ass?" she suggested.

"That sounds wonderful, sexy lover," Melissa said throatily and leaned forward, sighing with pleasure as Brad's tongue immediately slid in between her cunt lips and began to slither lewdly up and down her pubescent slit. Then she gasped aloud as she felt Stephanie push her tongue firmly into her anus, wriggling inside it for a few seconds before withdrawing and beginning a slow, sensuous rim job around her brown, puckered rosette. "Ohhhhhh!" she moaned under the oral onslaught of both the Muller children, "I can't believe how good you guys make me feel. You're right, Steph. The four of us fucking together is just the best!"

For many minutes, no one spoke and the room was filled with the depraved sounds of young people fucking, from gasps, moans, and heavy panting to the sloppy, wet sounds of flesh sliding in and out of flesh. And then, just as Melissa was starting to feel the first warning tingles of an impending orgasm, she saw movement in her peripheral vision. Turning her head, she saw John standing in the doorway, completely nude and with his gigantic cock standing firmly away from his body.

To her astonishment, he strolled into the room and stood by their bed before announcing jovially, "Good morning, kids! Breakfast is ready whenever you get done here."

Brad jerked underneath Melissa's crotch as if he'd been shot, and he twisted his head to look at his father. "Jeez, Dad! I guess Stephanie was right!"

"She usually is," he nodded wisely with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "About what in particular?" His eyes wandered down the length of his daughter's body, taking in the way she unashamedly continued to fuck both boys despite his presence in the room.

"She said I'd have to get used to fucking in front of other people from now on," Brad replied, grunting a bit from the erotic sensations his sister was eliciting from his cock.

"Yes, that does seem reasonable," his father responded mildly. "After all, you're already quite happily making love to everyone else in this room, and since I already know you're doing it, it seems kind of silly to pretend I don't. And besides, I don't think you're doing anything you can't be proud of," he added with a wicked chuckle. "Seems to me you're doing a rather excellent job of making both our girls very happy, so I'd suggest you keep on doing what you're doing."

With that, he leaned in to kiss Stephanie, who returned his kiss, unabashedly plunging her tongue into his mouth, though her incestuous action was shielded from her brother's view by Melissa's body. "Good morning, Stephanie," John said with a warm smile once their lips had parted. "And good morning to you, too, Melissa," he said, moving around to the front of her and giving her a kiss on the lips as well, though a much more modest one than what he and his daughter had shared. He tousled his son's hair and, to Brad's utter amazement said, "I'm really proud of you, Son."

Finally, John stepped back and gave Keith an affectionate squeeze on his shoulder as he continued to plunge his prick into the man's daughter's ass. Keith was secretly hoping John would try to kiss him on the lips as well, but he hid his disappointment as well as resisted the urge to reach out and fondle the older man's massive erection that was inches from his body while John's eyes lingered at the sight of his daughter being anally reamed by the blond teenager. With an obvious effort, the man finally tore himself away from the rutting children and headed for the door.

Stephanie called out, "Thanks for letting us know about breakfast, Dad. We'll be down in a little bit. And we don't have to wear clothes, right?" she prompted.

"Definitely not," he smiled, turning back towards them. "At least, unless you're cold, I don't see any point in any of us putting on clothing while we're inside, do you?"

"Thanks, Daddy! You're the best!" Stephanie beamed, earning her a grateful smile from her father before he turned once more and departed the room.

"Damn!" Brad breathed, utterly stunned. "I never in a million years would have expected that! He actually said he was proud of me for fucking my sister!"

"Told you he was cool," Stephanie said a little smugly. "And speaking of fucking your sister, how about we all get back to business," she added meaningfully. "I don't mind Dad watching us when we fuck, but damn! I was this close to coming when he came in!"

"Yeah, me too!" Melissa laughed. "Sorry for your poor tongue, Brad, but you're going to have to get me worked up all over again," she told him sympathetically.

"'S'allright," he mumbled with a nonchalant shrug and then he shook his head one more time. "He said he was proud of me!"

Stephanie said in a low voice, "I think that made more of an impression on him than anything Dad has said to him in years." Melissa nodded her agreement, then moaned with pleasure as she felt both Brad's tongue on her clit and Stephanie's pushing into her asshole simultaneously.

As the four youngsters got into a rhythm once more with Stephanie shoving her butt backwards to meet both boy's inward thrusts and plunging her tongue into Melissa's consciously relaxed anus with each forward rocking of her hips, and Brad focusing on Melissa's hard clit with his tongue while both hands reached up to caress her large, firm breasts and pinch and tease her nipples, Melissa quickly discovered that her arousal hadn't subsided as far as she thought from John's earlier interruption. Instead, she was soon puffing heavily and gasping with sexual pleasure from the stimulation Brad and Stephanie were giving her.

"Hohhhh! Fuck!" Melissa groaned, her back starting to writhe of its own volition under the continuous lewd blitz by the Muller children. "Ohhhh, God! Holy shit! You guys! You're getting me so hot so fast!"

"Yeah, me too!" Stephanie gasped from behind her between her depraved tongue-fucking of Melissa's butthole. "I- hoh! Shit! I think having Daddy watch us- ohhhhh, God! Actually turned me on- haaaggghhh! Even more! I- shit! Hunngghhhh! I should have asked him- oh, fuck! Oh, holy fuck! Asked him to pull up a chair!" she moaned wickedly.

"I know, right?" Melissa answered hoarsely, her throat raw from her heavy breathing and guttural grunts of obscene lust. She was tempted to suggest that she should have just grabbed his cock and started sucking it, sure that would have made him stay but even in her frenzied mental state discretion stifled that remark. Instead, she just focused on the feelings her boyfriend and girlfriend were summoning from her ass and clit and contented herself with imagining she was sucking John's enormous prick at the same time.

The fantasy was all she needed to start the telltale tingling in her cunt. "Ohhh, God, guys! It's starting! You're doing it! Hoh, God! You're gonna make me come! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Yes, Brad, do it! Pinch my tits! Pinch `em hard! Haaagghhhhh! Yes, oh, fuck yes! Just like that!" Melissa cried as her black-haired boyfriend's fingers cruelly pinched and twisted her nipples.

Stephanie began to yell as well. "Ohhhh, fuck! Me, too! God! You guys! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" and she began to shove her crotch back into their wildly thrusting pricks at a frantic tempo. "Hohhhhh! Yes! Yes! Yes! Ohhhh, fuck! Yes! It's gonna be a good one! Oh, God! Fuck me harder! Ohhhh, God! Do it! Come in me! Fill my holes up with your hot come! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! I'm- shit! Shit! Shit! I'm coming! Come in me! Come in me! Come in meeeeeee! Haaagghhhhhhhh!"

And then both girls were jerking and writhing spasmodically with orgasms as the two boys grunted and grimaced, shooting gob after thick gob of their semen into both her holes simultaneously. Melissa put out her hands to brace herself on the wall in front of her while her plump body shook and jiggled with each new climactic pulse.

"Hohhhh, God! That was fucking incredible," Stephanie groaned at last with a huge exhalation once her orgasm had released its potent grip.

"And vice-versa," quipped Keith behind her, breathing heavily as sweat beaded on his face and chest.

"Right," giggled Stephanie once she'd replayed his comment in her mind to finally understand the joke.

"Hey, lover," Melissa called down to Brad as she hoisted her crotch up off his face, "You alright down there?"

"Oh, God yes!" he murmured through his own subsiding panting. "Every time I think sex with you can't possibly get any better – it does!" he grinned.

"Wait, don't move yet, guys," Stephanie pleaded. "Stay inside me as long as you can. I just love the way it feels with both of you in me." The boys accordingly relaxed and the four of them stayed close together on the narrow bed for another minute, Stephanie wrapping her arms around Melissa and affectionately placing her hands on top of those of her brother as they continued to cup Melissa's breasts. "I love all three of you so much, I sometimes I don't think my poor little body can hold it all inside me," she confessed in a voice almost dropped to a whisper.

Deeply moved by her lover's emotion, Melissa reached up with her own hands and placed them over Stephanie's and Brad's and twisted her head back to whisper, "And we feel the same about you, beautiful girl." She was inordinately please to see that Keith had wrapped his arms around Stephanie and was cupping her small breasts as well, and gave him an approving smile.

"Aw, darn," Stephanie murmured at last as the boy's pricks deflated enough to slip out of her. "Well, I guess that's all the fucking for now, lovers. And," she added with a bit of a wince, "I actually think my ass and pussy could use a break."

"You think?" Melissa grinned as the four of them disentangled themselves and began to stand. She shot Stephanie a meaningful look that said she knew of all the additional fucking with her father she'd been doing before getting around to the boys this morning. She stretched. "Wow. Breakfast sounds really good, but I do think I'd better jump in the shower first. Anyone want to join me?"

"Hmmm, showering together always seems to lead to more fucking," Stephanie mused with a rueful look. "I actually think I'll pass. Besides," she added with a wicked gleam in her eye, "I kind of like the feeling of having all this come in me. I don't want to wash it away too soon."

"Um, are you going to shave your pussy again? I'll join you if you do," Brad volunteered with a bashful grin.

"Why yes, I believe I will," Melissa answered merrily. "Would you like me to teach you how to do it?"

"Yeah!" he exclaimed. "That'd be great. As long as you don't think I'll hurt you," he added more soberly.

"I'll show you how to be careful," the redhead promised. "Keith, what's your pleasure."

Her brother gave a quick glance at Stephanie. "You know, Sis, if Stephanie doesn't mind, I'd kinda' like to take my shower with her later. I wouldn't mind having just a little time for the two of us. Would that be okay with you, Stephanie?" he asked her directly.

The black haired girl gave him an adoring look. "Why, Keith! That is so nice! Of course. Maybe we'll do that while Brad is practicing his piano later."

Brad groaned, "Oh, why did you have to remind me," he complained.

"Hey, I have to do it, too," his sister reminded him. "You know how Dad is."

The dark haired boy nodded ruefully. "Yeah, I do. He has no problem with me fucking my sister, but God help me if I ever skip a piano practice."

"Brad, I think the point is, he likes you to do both," Stephanie told him with a level look.

"Huh! I guess you're right," her brother nodded. "He really does seem to actually want you and me to have sex. Weird. Not complaining!" he quickly added with a weak smile.

"Good," his sister nodded with raised eyebrows. "Well, if you two want any breakfast before Keith and I eat it all, you'd better hop into the shower," she suggested with a glance at Melissa.

The redhead laughed and took Brad by the hand, pulling him out the bedroom door and down the hall to the bathroom. When they reached the room, Melissa noted that John had apparently been busy in there earlier – any sign of the urine she and Brad's father had sprayed all over the floor had been thoroughly wiped up.

"Oh, shit," Melissa muttered, "I forgot my razor again! Be a love and get the shower started and I'll be right back, okay?" Brad gave her an indulgent smile and started the water running.

On her way back from Stephanie's bedroom, where she had retrieved both her razor and her birth control pills which she had not taken yet that day, she made a detour to Brad's bedroom in case Stephanie was still there in order to remind her to take her pill as well. She walked in on her brother and Stephanie locked in a passionate kiss, their arms wrapped around each other's nude body and their hand freely roaming up and down every inch of each other's torso and dipping in between each other's legs.

"Too worn out, huh?" Melissa teased, causing Stephanie and Keith to look up guiltily. "Hey, I don't mind," she reassured them. "You guys look really great together. I just stopped to remind you to take your pill today – I just remembered myself."

"Oh, crap, you're right," Stephanie nodded. "Thanks." And with that she unrepentantly returned to her lewd kiss with Melissa's brother. Melissa left them to it with a smile and returned to the bathroom and Brad.

Leaving the bathroom door open to indicate anyone else was welcome to enter, she first swallowed her birth control pill, asking Brad to help her remember to take it every day. Then, holding up her razor like a trophy, she motioned for her boyfriend to precede her into the shower. Once under the stream of hot water, Brad gallantly took the soap and covered her entire body with lather, though he also made a point of sliding soap-slickened fingers into Melissa's cunt slit, making her gasp. He grinned happily at her reaction, but didn't try to press his advantage, perhaps because he was concerned about conserving his own energy for later.

Then it was Melissa's turn with the soap, and she returned the same treatment, though she chose to focus her special attention on his ass, first lathering up his butt cheeks and then sliding fingers down into his ass crack, all the time murmuring about what a great ass he had and how much it turned her on to touch it. With such blandishments, Brad allowed her much greater liberties with his nether orifice than he ever had before, even letting her slip a finger all the way up his anus.

"How's that feel, love?" she queried, interested in learning whether he was continuing to unbend a bit sexually.

"It's okay," he shrugged with a casual smile. "Doesn't feel bad, doesn't feel good. It just kinda feels weird. Maybe if I was really turned on, it might be different," he observed.

"Here, try and relax your ass muscles a little," she suggested. He frowned in concentration and after a bit Melissa could feel his sphincter loosen. "That's really good, baby. I love being able to touch you like this – it makes me feel really close to you. You okay if I try another finger?" she asked hopefully.

"Yeah, sure," he nodded, obviously eager to please his sex-crazed girlfriend.

"Okay, keep relaxing your ass like that," Melissa coached. "Here we go," and she slid another finger easily in beside the first one. "That's great, baby!" she encouraged. She experimentally pushed the twinned fingers in and out.

"You like fucking my ass?" he grinned, seeing her lust-filled expression.

"Ohhhh, God! You have no idea," she breathed, pulling his hand down between her legs. "Feel how wet you make me!"

"Wow, yeah!" he said with raised eyebrows. "You want me to keep touching you like this?" he asked expectantly.

"Hmm, tempting," she answered with a smile, "But we'd probably better focus on getting me shaved."

"Okay, maybe some other time," he grinned. "Hey, do you want me to shampoo your hair?" he offered.

"Oh, that would be wonderful!" she exclaimed, thinking of the sexy way her brother had shampooed her while she sucked his prick. She dropped to her knees on the floor of the tub and let the shower stream soak her head. "Ready when you are," she encouraged.

As soon as he stepped up and squirted some shampoo onto her hair, Melissa leaned in and took his flaccid prick gently into her mouth, toying with the rubbery head with her tongue.

"I, uh, don't think that guy is ready for anything serious yet," Brad said apologetically.

Melissa pulled back her head and tilted it so Brad could shampoo the front part of her head as well. "It's okay, my love. I just love having you inside me any way I can. Fingers, cock, tongue – Hell, maybe we'll try toes next," she giggled.

"You really are amazing, you know that, right?" he said softly.

"When you say it that way, I'm starting to believe it," she answered tenderly, sighing with pleasure as his fingers massaged the shampoo into her scalp.

He surprised her by suddenly saying, "Mel, I have to pee. You want me to rinse your hair with that?"

"Ohhhh, baby, that's a great suggestion!" Melissa cried. "I love the way you know just how to please me." She turned her face up to him. "Do it, lover. Pee all over me and give me a special rinse."

He had a brief look of concentration and then a steady stream of golden fluid squirted from his cock. He directed it primarily onto her sudsy hair, but also onto her face and, when she eagerly opened her mouth, directly into that as well, and Melissa greedily guzzled his urine.

All too soon for Melissa's taste, it was time for Brad to finish rinsing her hair, and she rose. "Okay, lover, your turn to get on your knees. I'll teach you how to shave a girl's pussy. First, get me all nice and soapy again."

She walked him through each step, showing how to carefully pull each part of the skin taut so the razor wouldn't catch and nick, putting first one leg and then the other on the edge of the tub to give him full access.

Once he was done, she took the razor from him and set it on the edge of the tub. "Now comes the fun part," she explained.

"What's that?" he asked eagerly.

"Testing to make sure it's all smooth and make sure you didn't miss any spots. Your tongue is the best thing to use," she advised with a deadpan expression.

"Yeah, right, I can see that," he grinned. "We want to be sure and do this right," he nodded with mock seriousness before leaning forward and licking her vulva thoroughly. She raised a leg again to make sure he could lick her all along her cunt lips, too, sighing with pleasure at the sensations he produced within her pre-teen pussy.

"All smooth," he announced after a couple of minutes.

"Are you sure?" she asked mischievously. She pulled her pussy lips apart to expose her rapidly erecting clitoris. "I think maybe you'd better double-check right here."

He laughed but readily leaned in again and was soon avidly sucking her clit and flicking the tip of it back and forth rapidly with his tongue.

"Ohhhh, fuck, Brad! You lick me so beautifully," she moaned. "Keep doing that! Oh, God, yes! Just like that. Holy shit! Hunnngghhhh! Hunngghhh! Hunngghh!" she grunted. "Oh, fuck, Brad! You're going to make me come again, I can tell! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! So fast! God! You can make me come so fast, love!"

Suddenly Melissa heard Stephanie's voice outside the shower curtain. "Damn, girl! I can't leave you alone for two seconds before someone else is making you come, can I?"

"Ohhhh! God, Steph! I guess not! Fuck, Brad licks my pussy so good! Come in and watch! I'm- hoh, shit! Just about there! Fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!" she cried.

"Well, okay," Stephanie replied, pulling aside the curtain and stepping in with them. "I actually just came in here to piss, but I can do that here as well as out on the toilet, huh?" she asked with a suggestive leer.

"Ohhhhh! Please do, lover! Piss all over me!" the redhead begged. She put her hand into Stephanie's crotch and pleaded, "Do it! Ohhhh, God! Do it, love! Piss on me! Hunngghh! Hungghh! Hungghhh! Oh, fuck, Brad! Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, shit, you make me crazy, both of you! Ohhhh, yes, Steph! I can feel your pee! Oh, shit, love! Get behind me and piss into my ass! Hurry, lover! I'm almost there! Ohhhh! Yes, love! I can feel it squirting- hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Right into my ass! That's perfect! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! It's- oh, God! It's here! I'm comminggggggggggg!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs as an orgasm ripped through her shuddering, twitching body. Stephanie wrapped her arms around her plump lover and caressed her breasts as Melissa shook with ecstasy.

At last, Melissa's trembling body quieted and Brad arose to face her. He smiled and kissed her soundly, wrapping his arms around his sister as well to include her in his loving embrace.

Stephanie finally stepped back and said, "Now, can we all please go down to breakfast – brunch – whatever? I'm really starving!"

Brad and Melissa laughed and shut off the shower, taking turns toweling each other dry. "Where's Keith?" Melissa asked Stephanie.

"He already went down," her girlfriend replied. "I really did just stop in on my way down to pee, but, well, you have a real way of distracting me," she laughed dryly.

"I'm surprised Keith just let you go," Melissa observed as they left the bathroom and all three of them headed for the stairs. "The two of you looked pretty hot when I left you."

"Oh, well, he did make me come again," she acknowledged matter-of-factly. "He fingered my pussy very nicely, but then he said he couldn't wait any longer for breakfast and scampered off. So here I am again with you," she smiled and gave Melissa a quick peck on her lips before they entered the kitchen.

"Well, the Johnny-come-lately's – all three of them," John Muller noted with a droll expression as he looked up as they came through the door. Keith was already seated with a generous plateful of food. No one in the room had a bit of clothing on.

"Actually, only Mel and I came lately," Stephanie noted with a twinkle in her eye. "Brad needs a little more time. Sorry we're late, but some people," and she shot Melissa a sidelong look, "Can't seem to go five minutes without having to come again!"

"That might make for a rather lengthy breakfast, albeit an entertaining one," her father smiled.

"Well, we've got the time, right?" Stephanie asked sweetly. "There isn't anything any of us have to do or places we have to go today, is there?" She seated herself along with Melissa and Brad at the table and began to spoon up some of the frittata her father had made.

"Other than you and your brother pausing long enough to put in your time at the piano, you are all free to spend the entire day – or what's left of it – fucking and sucking and making each other come to your heart's content," he said with an odd expression. Melissa felt bad for him, because it seemed clear that he was feeling left out, so she gave him her best smoldering look to let him know he wasn't being forgotten, which seemed to raise his spirits.

"Dad?" Brad asked between shoveling in mouthfuls of food, "Can I ask you something?" When his father nodded, he continued, "I mean, I think it's incredibly cool that you are okay with all of us having sex – I never would have believed it a month ago. But why? Why are you letting us do all this? What made you decide it was all right? It's like, most parents would be totally freaking out about now, and you're just, `Oh, I think it's great that my kids and their friends all fuck!'"

"That's a fair question, Brad, and I'm glad you asked it," his father responded. He glanced around the room. "I want all of you to feel like you can ask me anything, on any subject, no matter how sensitive or personal you might think it is. If it's something I really don't want to talk about, I'll let you know, but I won't ever be angry at you for asking, okay?" He waited for all four young people to nod their agreement before continuing. "As to your question, Brad, well, it's become pretty obvious since last weekend that both you and Stephanie were ready for sex. And I felt that you were old enough to make that decision for yourselves. In my experience, once young people make up their mind to start having sex, all a parent can do is to make sure they've really thought it through and understand all the consequences and then get out of their way and give them the space to do what they need to. Trying to stop them just pretty much guarantees that they'll just find ways of sneaking around and doing it anyway. Believe me, I'd much, much rather have you experimenting with and learning all about sex right here at home where I know what's going on than somewhere else where a lot of bad things could happen. Does that make sense?"

Brad nodded but still frowned. "But that only explains why you were okay with me and Stephanie having sex with Melissa. But you don't even seem freaked out by me having sex with my sister – your daughter. Doesn't the incest thing bother you?"

His father cocked his head at his son. "Let me ask you this – does it bother you?"

Brad looked at him with a strange expression for a moment. "No, actually it doesn't," he admitted at last. "I mean, I know it's supposed to. Everyone says that having sex with your own family is this bad, terrible, perverted thing, but it doesn't feel like that. It feels wonderful! It just – oh, I don't know," he struggled for words, "I just – I've never loved Stephanie more than I do now, and being able to share her body and make her happy, it's like the best thing to happen in the family since forever. Since Mom was still alive, actually," he added in a voice so low it was almost inaudible.

"Son, I couldn't have said it any better myself," John responded in a voice tight with emotion. "It's precisely because you felt it was right, and a beautiful and loving thing to do that I knew it was okay. Maybe for someone else, it wouldn't be right, but it is for you. And your ability to recognize that about yourself, and to do something wonderful for your sister, too, is why I told you earlier I was proud of you. I'm proud of both of you – all four of you, actually," he added with a look that took in Keith and Melissa as well, "Since both of you seemed to have made the same beautiful, amazing decision independently. You've taken something that, despite being told by society was something awful, you made into something incredibly wonderful. I really couldn't be happier or prouder of you – all of you! So if you feel like spending the entire day making love to each other, I say more power to you!"

"Wow," Brad breathed at last. "That's – that's really incredible to hear you say all that." The boy suddenly pushed back his chair and ran to his father, impulsively flinging himself into the man's arms and saying, "I love you so much!" over and over. Tears were streaming down his face and within seconds, tears had welled up in his father's eyes as well.

"I love you, too, Brad," he murmured, patting him on his bare back affectionately.

"I just- I don't know," his son sniffled at last. "Ever since Mom died, it's just like, I didn't know if anything was ever going to be right again. And now it seems like maybe it will. I still miss her," and he looked up at his father as if defying him to tell him he was wrong, "But for the first time since then I feel like we're all going to be okay."

"I- I think the same thing, son," John responded, tears running freely down his cheek. He caught Stephanie's eye. "Come here, love," he requested. "I need to hold both of you so much right now."

Stephanie had been watching the interchange between her father and her brother with an intensity Melissa had never seen, and she honestly wasn't certain if her friend was on the point of a breakdown or an explosion of anger. But her father's plea seemed to touch just the right note in her and she flew into his embrace, and then she was weeping copiously as well, saying over and over how much she loved them both.

Melissa looked over at Keith and he gave her a soft smile, reaching out with his hand to squeeze hers tenderly. Melissa could tell that he felt as she did – that they were privileged to witness an incredibly special moment between people they loved very much.

Eventually, the Muller family relinquished their embrace and returned to their seats with almost sheepish smiles as if they were embarrassed at having revealed so much of their inner selves. Melissa gave Brad a warm, loving smile and squeezed his thigh saying, "I'm really proud of you, too," in a low voice. She noted that Keith seemed to have offered similar encouragement to Stephanie, which made her glad and proud of her brother as well.

Then Melissa looked up at John and saw to her amusement that the nude embrace with his children hadn't exactly been one of pure parental affection, for his cock was completely hard. She caught his eye and gave his erection a significant glance. He simply shrugged casually as if to say, `I know what I am, and I'm okay with that.'

As they all finally finished their brunch, Brad said he was going to get his piano practice out of the way and Keith and Stephanie said they were going to take a shower. Melissa gave John a shy smile and said she'd help him clean up after breakfast if he'd like, to which he agreed with an appreciative nod and an anticipatory gleam in his eyes.

Once they were alone in the kitchen, Melissa began clearing the table and bringing the items to the counter for John to deal with. Almost immediately, the two found ways of giving each other little caresses and kisses each time Melissa joined him at the sink, actions which grew more daring and blatant with each successive trip. By the time John had put all the leftovers into containers and the dishes were rinsed and loaded into the dishwasher, they found themselves locked into an intimate embrace, their lips and tongues exploring each other's mouth eagerly while Melissa slowly stroked his huge cock with one hand and slipped fingers into the crack of his butt with the other and teasingly poked into his anus. John, for his part, had one arm wrapped around Melissa's neck pulling her lips into his while the fingers of his other hand slid up and down the crack of her already dripping cunt.

They pulled apart from each other at last, both breathing heavily and their hearts beating wildly with arousal. "Oh, God, John! I need to fuck you so bad right now!" Melissa groaned, grinding her hips in an effort to force his fingers deeper into her pussy.

"You!" he countered. "Shit! I've been watching and hearing the four of you having all this amazing, hot sex all morning and going crazy. I think I'd better plan to spend some time licking your pussy and making you come a few times first, because I know the way I'm feeling right now, once we start fucking I'm going to shoot my load in about three seconds!" he said with feeling. "Where do you want to go? I'm assuming you weren't thinking about the kitchen table," he chuckled.

"Actually, that doesn't sound bad at all," she grinned, thinking of all the sex her family seemed to enjoy in the kitchen, "But how about the sofa in the family room?"

"Really?" he asked with raised eyebrows. "My son is likely to walk in on us there."

"That's what I'm hoping," the redhead said frankly. "After that conversation you just had with him, I think he's ready. I'd love for him to join us, if that's okay with you."

He considered for a moment before answering, "I would love nothing better myself, and I'll trust your instincts regarding him. If you think it will be well-received, then let's do it," he nodded with a predatory look.

Without waiting for a response, he took her hand and led her to the family room, where he sat her down on the couch, knelt at her feet, and immediately thrust his face into her crotch and began licking her cunt fervently. Melissa pulled her knees up to her chest and slid her ass forward so that her entire pussy and ass has completely exposed and vulnerable to his eager ravishment. The sounds of Brad's piano practice filtered in from the living room.

"Mmm, nice and smooth," John commented as his tongue slid over her shaved vulva. "I guess I missed the chance to watch you shave your pussy yet again," he added with a mournful expression.

"Oh, you poor man," she replied with mock sympathy before relenting and promising him he could be the one to shave her tomorrow. With that, she leaned her head back and luxuriated in the feeling of the man's skillful tongue as he licked her, interspersed with deep thrusts of his tongue into her cunt hole and asshole which made her gasp with erotic delight each time.

For several minutes, Melissa lay sprawled on the couch with her legs spread widely while John continued his obscene ministrations with his tongue, her arousal growing stronger and stronger. Soon she was panting heavily and moaning steadily. "Ohhhh! Yes! I love the way you lick me! Ohhhh! Shit! Your tongue is so strong! It feels incredible when you- oh, shit! Yeah, when you shove it up my ass- hoh! Just like that! Hunnnggghhh! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, yeah! Fuck my ass with your tongue, lover! Ohhh! My God! I think you're- hunnggghhh! Gonna' make me come- oh, shit! Just like that! Oh, yes! Don't stop! Don't you dare stop! Haagghhhh! Oh, John! I love your tongue in my ass! Do it! Ohhhhh! Shit! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Haagghhhh! Unnnggghhh! Unnnghhh! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Hunngghhhh! Oh, shit! You're doing it! You're doing it! You're making me come! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! I'm- oh, fuck! I'm coming! I'm coming right now! Haaaggggghhhhh!!"

The twelve-year-old redhead surrendered to her climax, pulling her grownup lover's face tightly against her ass by seizing him by the head with both hands as she trembled and writhed in ecstasy. After what felt like an eternity, her orgasmic spasms retreated and she could once again speak.

"Ohhh, baby, baby, what you do to me!" she marveled, affectionately caressing the older man's head. He lifted his face to gaze into her eyes, a self-satisfied smile on his face, so much that Melissa had to laugh. "Yeah, go ahead and look proud of yourself," she said in an indulgent tone, "You deserve it. You're such an incredible lover," she told him and then gasped as he once more lowered his face to her pussy, this time sliding his tongue around her turgid clitoris in slow, teasing circles. "Ohhhh, God, John! You're not giving me any break, are you? Oh, shit! Yes! Do that! Just like that!" she moaned as the man's powerful tongue made contact with her clit and began to tweak it back and forth.

Melissa could feel the sexual tension rebuilding incredibly quickly within her and realized she was going to come again hard on the heels of her last orgasm. Her back arched of its own accord and the pulled John's head into her vulva ferociously. "Ohhhhh! Shit! Shit! Shit!" she moaned, perspiration already beading on her face and chest and beginning to dampen her hair, "You- oh, God! You turn me on so much! Hunnnggghhh! Hunnngghhhh! Hunnggghhh! Oh, fuck! Do that! Just like that! Haaggghhh! You make me crazy!" She ground her cunt into his face, making the oozing slit slide up and down over his lips and jaw. "Ohh! Oh! Oh! Oh, shit! Oh, God! Hoooffff! Hunngghhhh! Unnggghhh! I can't- oh, fuck! I can't believe how fast- haaaggghhhh! You can make me come! Oh, shit, John! Almost there- unnnggghhh! Already! Oh, yessss! Just like that! Haagggghhhh!" she squirmed wildly as her lover's tongue began to buzz her highly sensitized clit as rapidly as he could, augmented by him vibrating his face back and forth at the same time.

In only a few seconds of that relentless assault, Melissa was shrieking and flailing spasmodically in the throes of another orgasm even more powerful than the last one. She could only gasp helplessly as jolt after jolt of white-hot ecstasy coursed through her plump body, making her jerk uncontrollably and rolling her eyes up in her head with each new orgasmic pulse. Even before the last rhythmic convulsion left her, Melissa seized John's head and pulled him upward. "You! I need you! Inside me this minute! Please fuck me, John! Fuck me hard! I need you so badly and I know you need me!"

"Damn me to Hell, but I do!" he growled as he arose from the floor and pushed her back gently but firmly onto her back on the sofa. Melissa kept her thighs widely parted and spread her arms invitingly to welcome him atop her. He mounted her with an almost fierce expression and, after sliding the tip of his gargantuan organ up and down her sopping cunt slit to lubricate it, forced it inexorably into her pubescent vagina. Melissa sighed with exquisite pleasure as she felt herself being totally filled up and she eagerly wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips, digging her heels into his muscular buttocks.

"Ohhh, God, John! I am so ready for you to fuck the shit out of me!" the twelve-year-old murmured as her older lover began to slowly slide his member in and out of her tightly stretched cunt hole. "Hohhhh! Yes! Just like that! You feel so incredible inside me!"

For several minutes, they fucked steadily, their breathing growing into heavy panting and grunting and the wet, sloppy sounds of his cock plunging in and out of her young pussy. And then Melissa realized those were the only sounds she could hear – the piano music from the other room had stopped.

And then she heard Brad's voice from the doorway of the family room saying, "Oh! Uh, jeez, sorry!"

She turned her head and quickly blurted, "Oh, God, Brad! Thank God you're here! I was hoping you'd finish your practice in time! Please get over here, baby. I need you so badly. No one else knows how to pinch my nipples and make me come just the way you do! Come here and let me suck you and make you come down my throat while you play with my tits! John! Here, scoot down so there's room for Brad," she instructed John, trying to leave no time for Brad to think or chicken out.

"Okay, baby," she told her boyfriend, "Come here and kneel up by my head on shove your cock into my mouth! Please hurry! I really need you!" she half-ordered, half-pleaded.

To her relief Brad did as he was instructed, though he had a dazed expression on his face. As soon as he was in position above her head on the couch, she tilted her head as far back as she could to allow his cock into her mouth and guided it in with her hand. Brad groaned with pleasure as she began to work his organ around in her mouth with her tongue, and Melissa could already feel it beginning to swell. She then reached up and grabbed both his hands, pulling them down to her breasts which he obligingly began to knead and caress, teasing her nipples into full erection before he started to squeeze them more tightly.

Once both the Muller males were situated with their cocks inside her various orifices to her satisfaction, Melissa then began to dig her heels into John's ass, urging him to pick up the tempo of his fucking, moaning with pleasure as she felt his body begin to press harder against her clit with each inward plunge. Tilting her head back even further to accommodate more of Brad's nearly erect cock, she realized that it was now pushing almost down her throat. Remembering her mother's demonstration of being able to swallow the entire length of her giant, black dildo, the plump twelve-year-old concentrated on trying to relax her throat further and suppress the choking sensation that threatened to gag her each time he pushed his dick further into her mouth. She was inordinately pleased to discover that, by a combination of tilting her head as far back as it would go, allowing him to basically fuck straight down her throat, and relaxing her throat muscles each time he plunged in she could resist the compulsion to gag. She also worked out that she needed to breathe deeply in through her nose each time he partially withdrew because she was unable to draw a breath at all when his cock was all the way in.

Her satisfaction was complete when she heard John utter in amazement, "Damn, Son! She's totally deep-throating you! Your girlfriend is just incredible!"

"Yeah, she really is," Brad replied, but in a tone of voice that told Melissa some follow-up discussion was going to be needed despite his current willingness to let himself be drawn into a threesome with her and his father. But then he added, "He's right, Mel. That really is amazing – you wouldn't believe how good that feels!"

"Hmm-hmm," she grunted in appreciation, a vocalization that was cut short as the boy thrust the entire length of his prick down her throat again.

Meanwhile, Brad's father had been steadily increasing the speed and power of his lewd thrusting, forcing more and more of his huge erection into her seventh-grade cunt with each plunge. When both father and son actually got into the same rhythm, impaling her at both ends repeatedly, Melissa felt like their cocks were going to touch each other somewhere in her middle any minute. She was finding it increasingly difficult to suck in enough air as both men fucked her faster and faster. She could tell they were each nearly at the point of filling her up with their hot load of thick, creamy jism and was desperately trying to get herself worked up to the point where she could come along with them. Finally, she seized Brad's hands on her breasts and squeezed his fingers around her nipples, letting him know that she was ready for him to pinch and twist them hard.

Her black-haired boyfriend got the hint and pinched both her taut nipples as hard as he could while twisting them viciously at the same time. Melissa reacted instantaneously, her back arching up and the tingling in her cunt that had been present at a low level suddenly erupting and warning her of an impending climax. She sucked in as much air through her nose as she could and then reached behind her, pulling Brad's cock deep into her throat as her orgasm exploded throughout her young body. She could feel his cock start to jerk and reflexively she began to swallow as hard as she could, trying to cope with the jets of thick semen he was ejaculating straight down her gullet. To her amazement, the act of continuous swallowing actually pulled more of his twitching prick down her throat and she felt his balls pressed tightly against her chin.

At the same time, the climaxing girl felt John's giant cock pulsing rhythmically as well and could feel each spurt of jism pushing into the end of her vagina. Her body was shaking and convulsing as her orgasm wracked her frame and because of the difficulty she had inhaling fast enough, felt the now-familiar roaring in her ears and tunneling of her vision that presaged her blacking out. And then she didn't feel anything at all.

 

When at last Melissa groggily opened her eyes once more, neither John's nor Brad's cocks were inside her anymore, but she was gently being cradled on both their laps as they sat together on the couch, with Brad tenderly caressing her head and face. She smiled wanly up at him and then at John.

"Sorry," she croaked, "Was I passed out long?"

"Not long – only a minute or so," John reassured her, patting her thigh where it rested atop his lap.

At that moment, Melissa heard Stephanie's voice from across the room saying, "Wow. Looks like maybe we missed something good!" She turned her head to see both Stephanie and Keith walking into the family room hand in hand, Stephanie still with a towel wrapped around her damp hair.

"It was very good," her father answered emphatically before chuckling, "Although I'm not sure how much you missed. You seem to have had a very enjoyable shower, love – at least, you have that `freshly-fucked' glow about you."

To Melissa's amazement, her girlfriend actually blushed, admitting, "Yeah, it was okay."

"Okay!" Keith cried, appearing outraged, "Just okay?!! Shit! You came so hard I had to hold you up to keep you from melting into a puddle on the floor of the tub and running down the drain!"

The dark haired girl gave him a sidelong glance. "My, aren't you impressed with yourself," she commented.

"You did!" he insisted, "I've never seen you come so hard and you, like, totally passed out!"

"Yeah, yeah, okay," Stephanie conceded, "It was an amazing fuck and yes, you did make me come so hard I passed out. Happy now?" she asked with a conciliatory smile.

"I've never been happier, Stephanie," he said softly with an adoring look at her, which made her grab him around his middle and hold him tightly.

"Aw, you guys are so cute together!" Melissa enthused. "And I guess it was a good time to pass out from fucking, `cause that's what happened here. I just woke up again when you guys got here."

"Really?" Stephanie asked with keen interest. "Scoot over, Daddy and let Keith sit down beside you so I can sit on his lap, too. And then I want to hear all about what's been going on here!"

John shifted his position on the couch to accommodate Keith, who sat and pulled Stephanie onto his lap. Stephanie put her arm around Keith's neck and brazenly pushed her foot up in between Melissa's legs to press against her come-filled pussy.

"Now give, Daddy! Tell me what you've been doing with my brother and his girlfriend!" Stephanie demanded.

After glancing at Melissa, who nodded encouragingly, John said, "Well, since everyone else was otherwise occupied, Melissa and I decided to have a nice, quiet fuck together. Oh – I forgot – there's no such thing as a quiet fuck when either you or Melissa are involved, is there?" he asked teasingly.

"Oh, Daddy, you know you love it when we make noise," Stephanie remonstrated mildly.

"I wasn't complaining," he said with a grin.

"Wait a minute," Brad asked. "So...this wasn't your first time, then?" He looked more interested than offended to Melissa when she turned her head to him, which boded well, she thought.

"No, not our first time, no," the boy's father answered him. "That was – what? Our fourth time since early this morning?" he asked Melissa.

Melissa almost corrected him that one of those times it was his daughter he was actually fucking, but restrained herself, choosing to see if and how Stephanie or her father would introduce the fact of their relationship with each other. She just nodded, "That's right," and gave Brad's hand an encouraging squeeze, one which – to her relief – he returned.

"Really?!! Wow!" Brad looked startled and even Keith looked impressed. "I had no idea."

"Well, until we had our conversation at brunch a little while ago, we weren't completely sure how you would take it," his father explained. "But you really impressed me with how together you are and how mature your attitudes are around your and other's sexuality. And Melissa convinced me that you were ready to know the truth, so we chose to make love here where you would find us."

"Huh! I see," he said with a bemused look. "So all that bit you told me," he said with a sharp look at Melissa, "About how much you needed me to pinch your tits and make you come, and how much you wanted to suck my cock? All that was just made up to convince me to join you?"

"Oh, baby," Melissa responded, giving him a loving look, "Not a word of it was made up! You do pinch my tits and make me come better than anyone else, and I really, really did want you to join in. Thank you for doing that for me. I really do love you so much!" she affirmed, craning her neck to plant a quick kiss on his lips.

"So," John continued with his narrative, "As you've gathered, after Melissa came a couple of times while I licked her – once from just tongue-fucking her ass, I'll have you know," he said proudly, "She decided she was ready to be fucked."

"Yeah, I can just imagine how ready she was," Stephanie said with a knowing grin. "I'll bet an entire army couldn't have kept her from pulling that cock of yours inside her!"

"She was quite, well, as I said, she was ready," he said with a smile and a quick, appreciative glance in Melissa's direction. "So we'd just started in when Brad finished his piano practice and found us in here-"

"Found you in here!" Brad spluttered, "The two of you had been making so much noise in here I could barely hear the piano!"

"Okay, so maybe we were less than discrete," his father shrugged unapologetically, "But as I say, Brad found us, Melissa invited him to join in, which he didn't seem to have any objection to," he added with a pleased look at his son, "Especially once he discovered that Melissa was able to deep-throat him."

"What?!!" Melissa and Keith both cried together.

"She really did," Brad confirmed, sounding pleased that he could brag about his girlfriend. "She swallowed my dick all the way down her throat. I really thought she was going to swallow my balls and all the rest of me when I was coming. It was the most incredible feeling!" he finished with a blissful expression at the memory.

"No shit," Stephanie murmured sounding like she didn't know whether to be impressed or jealous. "You're definitely going to have to demonstrate that trick again for your adoring public," she added with a meaningful look.

"I hope I can do it again," Melissa nodded with some trepidation. "I didn't plan it. It just sort of...happened," she explained weakly.

"Well then I imagine it can just happen again," Stephanie said firmly. "So was that all?" she asked her father.

"Yep, basically," he nodded with a smile. "She came, Brad came, I came, she passed out. You know; the usual," he said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Actually, except for the part about doing it with you and Brad together, Melissa passing out when she comes isn't all that unusual," Stephanie advised with a wry expression.

"It's true," Keith confirmed and then stopped suddenly. Melissa knew he'd been on the point of telling them that their mother did the same thing, and she shot him a warning glance which he acknowledged with a subtle nod.

"So Brad," John turned to his son, "Now that you've had a bit of time to digest all this, tell us what you're thinking. Are you going to be okay with me sharing your girlfriend with you? I know it's a lot to ask," he added seriously.

Brad just shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Dad, it's fine, really. Melissa told me, like a week ago, that she wanted you, so it's not like it's any huge surprise. I guess the only surprise, knowing how when Melissa decides she wants something, she gets it," he said, giving her an affectionate look to show he wasn't actually criticizing her, "Was that it took her this long to get around to it. Four times since midnight, huh?" he shook his head in mild astonishment. "I guess she was really trying to make up for having to wait that long."

Melissa looked at Brad and said, "You're actually not too wrong about that," with a smile.

"Hmm," he said tightly, "I guess I should be flattered that you finally bothered to include me at all."

"Oh, baby, it's not like that," Melissa protested. "The first three times you were asleep and then this last time, I did ask you to join in. And that's the great thing about it! Now that you know, there's no reason – ever – for you not to join in anytime any of us are fucking, okay? We all love you and love it when you share yourself with us!" she finished vehemently.

"Okay, then that's good," he murmured, appearing to be mollified.

"So!" Melissa announced brightly, "I can't share any of Brad's come `cause he basically shot it all straight into my tummy," she gave her boyfriend a warm look, "But I've still got a pussy full of John's come and it's about to leak out all over the couch. Who wants to lick it all out of me?"

To Melissa's surprise, it was her brother, Keith, who immediately blurted, "I do! I do," he repeated in a lower voice.

"Why, Keith," she said sweetly, shooting Stephanie a significant glance, "How nice of you! Why don't you lie down on the floor so I can sit on your face and make sure you get every drop?" Keith scrambled onto the floor and onto his back so fast it brought a smile to everyone's face at his eagerness.

As Melissa moved onto the floor and knelt astride her brother's head, Stephanie announced, "Well, since I was outbid on that, I guess it's my job to lick Daddy's cock all clean." She dropped to her knees in front of her father and unhesitatingly took his detumescent prick into her hand and began to delicately lick it.

There was a moment of stunned silence in the room. Finally Brad said, "Oh. My. God. You, too, Sis? You and Dad are having sex, too?"

"Yes, dear brother, we are," Stephanie confirmed simply, looking up from her incestuous task. Their father nodded agreement as well.

"I knew it!" Brad burst out unexpectedly. "I knew you two were fucking last night under the blanket in the chair when we were watching that movie! Weren't you?" he challenged.

"Yes, son, we sure were," his father verified with a small smile, "Although I'm not sure that anyone was actually watching the movie. You seemed to have your hands full as well," he said with a droll expression.

"Yeah, but we weren't actually fucking," his son said accusingly. "And I really wanted to, only Melissa said we had to go upstairs to do it!"

"Yes, son, and I'm sorry but please understand that a lot has happened since then, and no one, least of all me, was sure how you would handle that bit of information," his father explained. "It wasn't until you gave us that really wonderful speech about how you really felt about incest that we," and he glanced at his daughter, "Really understood that you would be okay with knowing about your sister and me. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah, I guess," he said, his eyes continuing to drop involuntarily to take in the sight of his sister fellating their father right in front of him. "It's just – well, I don't see what the big deal was. You already knew that Stephanie and I were fucking, and that's just as much incest as what you guys were doing."

"Yes, technically you're right, but I did worry that you might feel differently if your father were doing it and not just you," John said with a concerned look.

Brad just gave a dismissive wave of his hand, "Naw, not that I can see." He studied his sister sucking and licking his father's dick with much less inhibition than before. "You can really fit that thing inside her? She's really skinny," he commented at last.

"It fills her up and we both come just fine, thank you," John answered with a pointed look.

"Hmmm! I'd kind of like to see that. If you guys wouldn't mind," he added, his ears reddening.

His sister looked up from her debased performance. "You'd like that, would you, Bro? Would it turn you on to see your sister get fucked by your dad?" she asked him in a teasing voice.

"Huh! Heck, yeah!" he said emphatically. "You know it would. Fucking you turns me on like crazy, and yeah, I would like to see you and Dad do it, now that I know you do. How long have you guys been having sex, if you don't mind my asking?" he inquired with genuine interest.

"Today is our one-week anniversary," she answered him proudly with a proprietary glance up at her father.

"Oh, I see. So, like, all of us were discovering sex at the same time last weekend, huh?" he said, seeming to take comfort in the fact that all this hadn't actually been going on behind his back for months.

"It was a really special weekend, all right," Melissa confirmed from her position straddling her brother. Her eyes were starting to look a bit glassy from the deliciously naughty sensations Keith's tongue was stirring up in her pussy and a thin sheen of perspiration had formed on her forehead, making it shine.

"So what does this mean for all of us?" Brad wanted to know. "Can anyone just join in with anyone else if they're having sex?"

His father looked at him thoughtfully for a second. "How about this?" he suggested, "And this goes for everybody. A closed door means `no interruptions, please'; and open door means `come on and join the party'. And if anyone is fucking in a common space – like the family room," he snorted, "Well, they're simply asking for a gang-bang." He chuckled at his own wit.

"What's a gang-bang?" Brad wanted to know.

"Huh! I would have thought you'd have heard that term before," his father answered. "It's just crude slang for an orgy – you know, sex between a bunch of people at once."

"Oh, I get it," he grinned. "So, since everyone here is having sex in the family room right now, then we can have a gang bang, huh?"

"Oh, I suspect that's what everyone is waiting for," his father nodded with a meaningful look, "Or at least, the girls are waiting until us guys recharge our batteries enough to be ready for another fuck."

"That's right," Stephanie smiled, lifting her head from her father's lap. "If you're looking for something to do, Brother, why don't you slide your head underneath me and lick my pussy while I keep sucking Dad?"

"Yeah, sure!" he agreed brightly, and hurried down onto the floor. His sister rose up onto her knees to allow him to work his head under her crotch and then settled back down to cover his face with her cunt.

"Oh, that's very nice. Thank you, Brad," she sighed as his tongue began to lap her freshly-washed pussy.

So for the next thirty minutes, the five of them enjoyed a round of leisurely oral sex with no hurry or urgency since all of them were somewhat sated. Melissa loved the feeling of being able to be so free and relaxed around all the rest of them, with no more secrets between them (although she hadn't lost sight of the fact that there was a whole lot about her mother that she couldn't share with John, and vice-versa). Towards the end of the time, both Brad and Keith managed to make their sisters come a couple of times, just nice, friendly orgasms rather than the gut-wrenching, mind-destroying kind Melissa had felt earlier with both the Muller men inside her.

But by the time both girls had experienced their second climax, the males in the room had become aroused enough once more for their flagging cocks to be restored to full erection. John spoke up. "I think maybe everyone is ready for another round. How about if we all head up to the master bedroom where all of us can get comfortable, and then we'll see what people feel like doing."

"I know what I want!" Stephanie said quickly.

"Oh, really?" her father asked with an amused expression.

"I want all three dicks in me at once!" she blurted and then reddened visibly at her own audacity.

"Oh, you bitch!" Melissa twitted her friend good-naturedly, "You stole my fantasy!"

"Really?" Stephanie asked apologetically. "You want to go first?"

"No, no, it's fine, really," Melissa laughed. "I'd actually rather go second anyway."

"Really? Why?" her young lover asked with interest.

"Well, because the thought of watching you fuck all three of our guys at once is a total turn on for me. I was already wet between my legs, but feel me now!" she encouraged, rising to her feet and stepping over to where Stephanie still knelt atop her brother at her father's feet.

Stephanie eagerly slipped a finger into her redheaded lover's cunt slit. "Oh, wow, you really are!" she marveled. "Feel her pussy, Dad!" she encouraged.

Her father eagerly slid his finger into Melissa's cunt as well. "Oh, that's really nice," he breathed huskily. He brought his finger to his lips and enthusiastically licked the glistening quim from it. "I think," he said in a voice thick with growing lust, "We'd all better get upstairs right now, or we won't be able to stop fucking long enough to do it."

"I think you're right, Dad," Stephanie said with a smoky expression. "Come on, everyone!" she cried, tugging her brother to his feet and motioning for Keith to follow as well. "I want Dad in my pussy, since Brad said he wanted to see that. Brad, you can fuck my ass; that would be really nice. And Keith, I want to suck that beautiful cock of yours some more, okay?"

The three males readily agreed to the plan. As they trooped up the stairs, with much fondling of bodies in the process, Stephanie asked Melissa, "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to leave you out. What do you want to do?"

"Oh, don't worry about me, love," Melissa assured her. "I'm going to watch at first; later, I'm sure I'll find something to do," she added with a low chuckle.

The five totally nude people tumbled into John's bedroom with lusty eagerness. John pulled down the covers to leave the sheet-covered mattress as their space for group sex and everyone climbed onto the bed, John taking a moment to retrieve his tube of lubricant from his nightstand.

Once everyone was on the bed, Stephanie avidly took charge. "Mel, would you please suck my brother and get him nice and hard for me? I'll do the same with my dad. Keith, since I'll suck you later anyway, why don't you get my ass nice and lubed up, and then do the same for Brad's cock once your sister has got him hard so he'll go in my ass nicely?"

She added this last in an offhand way but with a conspiratorial glance at Melissa, who nodded imperceptibly. She was equally interested to see if Brad would suffer Keith handling his hard cock without objection or if he would insist on lubricating his own dick. Whether because he actually didn't mind or only because all he heard was the bit about Melissa sucking his cock, the eighth grade boy said nothing, which Melissa found very encouraging.

Melissa had Brad lie on his back and knelt over him to begin sucking his prick into full tumescence. She was desperately curious to see if she would be able to deep-throat her boyfriend again, or if she needed to be in that same awkward position with her head and neck stretched back uncomfortably. She resolved to continue experimenting once Brad was fully hard.

The redhead glanced around at her other lovers, enjoying the view of Stephanie's lips engulfing as much as they could of her father's already nearly hard cock – in truth, her mouth couldn't encompass much more than the head, but her father had apparently instructed her well because she had obviously licked up and down the length of his shaft first and was now sliding both hands up and down it as it glistened with her saliva. Her brother, Keith, whose prick was already proudly jutting straight out in front of him, inspired by the lascivious, incestuous scene there, was enthusiastically spreading the lubricating gel from the tube in his hand all up and down Stephanie's ass crack and plunging a finger in and out of her bunghole, making her grunt with pleasure with each thrust. As Melissa watched, Keith added a second finger to his lewd, anal intrusions and his girlfriend moaned in appreciative response.

By now, Brad's smaller prick was fully hard so Melissa began to gingerly try to force more and more of it into her mouth and down her throat. She quickly found that it was more difficult to push it past her uvula with her neck at that angle without making her gag so, after a few tries that resulted in annoying coughing fits, she had Brad lie on his side so she could stretch her head and neck at straighter angle. That seemed to help and, after a couple more unsuccessful attempts, she actually managed to cram enough of his hard cock down her throat that her lips were kissing his black pubic hair.

"Look, everybody! She's doing it! She's deep-throating me!" Brad proudly announced and the three others paused in their obscene preparations to watch as Melissa, with a look of fierce concentration, thrust her face down onto her young boyfriend's rigid prick and swallowed it all the way into her throat, holding it there for as long as she could until the lack of oxygen made her retreat, gasping for air and some stomach bile rising and leaving an unpleasant taste in her mouth.

But her effort was worth it to hear Stephanie's unbridled admiration. "My God, Mel! That is fucking amazing! How's that feel, Bro?" she wondered with unabashed lust.

"Incredible! Really incredible," her brother enthused. "It's so amazingly tight – even tighter than fucking your ass, Sis! And it's so unbelievable that she will do that – so sexy!" he beamed.

"How can you even do that?" Keith inquired with a look that was somewhere between jealousy and raw, unfettered lust. "Doesn't it hurt?"

"It's not the most comfortable thing in the world," Melissa admitted, pulling back her head to catch her breath. "I keep feeling like I'm going to either choke or throw up, and it's really hard to breathe. But I love being able to do that for Brad so it's nice to know that every once in a while I can give him a special treat!" she explained smugly.

"Well, no offense, but I don't think you'd better try it again right now," Stephanie observed dryly. "The way my brother looks, one more time would be enough to make him come, and I want that cock in my ass. Keith, please get his dick all slippery for me, would you?"

Melissa held her breath, waiting for Brad to insist he could do that part himself at any second, but he just lay there unprotestingly while Keith moved over to him with gleaming eyes and squeezed a large dollop of gel onto his hand. He quickly wrapped the goo-covered hand around the younger boy's hard-on as if he feared the boy would immediately object, but Brad simply allowed him to slide his hand up and down the shaft, even gasping with pleasure as Keith's fingers closed around the sensitive head.

After a few more strokes jerking Brad's cock, Keith raised his eyebrows and asked the younger boy, "Good?"

"Yep, I think so," Brad nodded, with the oddest expression on his face as if he scarcely believed his own daring in allowing Keith such liberties.

Come on, Brother. I think you're definitely ready. Just give me a second to get Dad inside me and then stick that thing up my butt, okay?" Stephanie, who had been watching the entire interchange with unabashed interest, grinned.

Brad readily assented with a happy smile, so Stephanie slid up to straddle her father's gigantic erection. The man propped it up to guide it into his daughter's young cunt hole, and Stephanie carefully lowered herself onto it, pausing every few seconds to allow her vaginal sphincter to adjust to its girth as it pushed its way into her.

By the time she had driven it into her pubescent twat as far as she could, even Brad was grinning in amazement. "Huh!" he marveled. "I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it, but you two really can fuck each other! That really looks so hot, Steph!" he added a bit huskily, clearly finding the sight extremely arousing.

"Thanks, Bro!" his sister grunted with a pleased grin. "Now you! Shove your cock into my butt and fill me up!" she said with an urgent tone.

Brad willingly obeyed, scooting up behind his sister on his knees and pushing his slick organ in between her butt cheeks until the head pressed against her anal opening. "Ready?" he asked.

"Do it!" Stephanie commanded, already beginning to pant from the sensation of her father's cock penetrating her cunt. "Ohhhhh! Fuck, yeah!" she cursed happily as she felt her brother's dick plunge into her rectum. "Damn! This feels incredible to have both of you inside me like this! God, Mel, I can't wait to see your face when it's your turn!"

"Well, that looks really, really hot, Steph," Melissa nodded, her voice thick with arousal, "And I can hardly wait, too!"

"All right, Keith!" Stephanie cried. "Time for number three! Get up here and let me suck you!"

Melissa's brother eagerly shifted up to the head of the bed. With bright eyes, he asked softly, "John? You mind if I'm over your face?"

"Not a bit," the older man grinned with a delighted expression, an interchange that made Stephanie shoot a quick, meaningful glance at Melissa as Keith straddled John's face.

Stephanie leaned forward and sucked Keith's cock into her mouth and for several minutes the only sounds were of obscene slurping and the wet sounds of cocks slipping in and out, punctuated by increasingly frequent moans from Stephanie.

After watching her three male lovers simultaneously plunging in and out of Stephanie for a bit, Melissa snuggled in close to John's side and propped herself up on an elbow so that she could suckle her girlfriend's small, perfect breast. Stephanie groaned in appreciation. Finally, Melissa asked, "So how's that feel, Steph?"

Her young friend pulled her head back from Keith's prick long enough to exclaim, "Oh, God, Steph! It's amazing! Wait'll you try it!" Melissa smiled in response and returned to licking Stephanie's nipple.

Then it was Melissa's turn to gasp in joyful surprise as she felt John's arm run down her back and probe her ass crack with his finger. "Oh, God, yes, John!" Melissa cried, "Only wait a minute." She sat up and looked around the bed for the tube of lubricant. With a brazen glance at Stephanie's father, she opened the tube and squeezed a large gob directly between her butt cheeks. Capping the tube once more and carelessly tossing it aside on the bed, she directed, "All right, John. Now I'm ready for you!" She scooted her body up slightly on the bed and propped her upper leg up to grant easier access to her nether orifice.

The man chuckled deeply and wasted no time in working a slick finger up her bunghole. "Ohhhhh, God, yes! That's so nice, John," she groaned. "You can put more than that into me," she advised, glancing up at him with a smoldering look. He gave her a leering grin and slid first one more, then another finger into her anus, stretching her sphincter cruelly.

"Haaggghhhhh!" Melissa shrieked, "Hoh, God! Oh, shit! That's- no! Don't take them out! Just- just give me a minute to try to relax! Shit, that felt like you were tearing me wide open for a minute! No, no, it's getting better," she reassured him when she saw the look of alarm on John's face, barely visible under her brother's ass. "Just hold still a minute longer."

She concentrated on letting her anal sphincter relax and accommodate John's intruding fingers, mentally kicking herself for letting her discomfort show and jeopardizing everyone else's mood. She reflected that she should have eased into it a little more slowly, and also that there was a big difference between three of Stephanie's slender fingers up her anus and the same number of John's much thicker digits. A notion had been building up in her mind all afternoon, one that she hoped to put into practice soon, and she would need her asshole stretched open as much as she could to make it work.

"Okay, John," Melissa said at last, "I'm okay now. Please start pushing in really slow. I'll tell you if it gets too much, I promise," she said, panting now with the combination of pain and arousal that amazingly seemed to blend into each other.

She bent her head forward to suckle Stephanie's pubescent tit once more but as she did so, she could see that John actually appeared to be shoving his tongue up into Keith's ass crack. Hardly daring to believe his audacity, she shifted her head up for a closer look and gasped when she could clearly see that the man was unashamedly tongue-fucking her brother's ass. John opened his eyes and saw her watching him. He boldly gave her a solemn wink and closed his eyes once more to concentrate on his perverted task. Melissa pulled her head back to see Keith's reaction and saw that he had an expression of the most wide-eyed, astonished delight imaginable. His hands were on either side of Stephanie's face and he guided her head back and forth as she fellated him. His joyful face made Melissa smile warmly, and she resumed sucking on Stephanie's breast, making her black haired girlfriend groan with appreciation.

That bit of distraction was all Melissa had needed to take her mind off the punishing distention of her anus that John was steadily inflicting on her and she realized that her sphincter had continued to relax on its own. "You can push in some more, John," she let him know. "It's feeling really fantastic to have you inside me like that now!"

The man did as he was bid and Melissa felt the pressure increase once more. Once it started to feel truly painful, she said, "Okay, stop a minute," and he obeyed. Suddenly, Melissa felt a pair of fingers thrust into her pussy from the front and looking up, saw Brad grinning down at her even as he continued to incestuously ream his sisters butthole. "Ohhhh, God, yes! Thank you, Brad," she moaned. "That's exactly what I needed!"

Melissa began to unconsciously roll her hips in response to Brad's lascivious probing of her sopping wet cunt slit, which also had the effect of making John's fingers slide in and out of her tightly distended anus, a sensation she found delightful. "Oh, shit! Yes, do that, John! Fuck my ass with your fingers! Do it! Push them in hard!" she cried and the man complied, driving them in a little bit farther with each thrust.

By now, Stephanie's back was beginning to arc in response to the triple-fucking she was receiving and she was moaning and whimpering continuously, her breath rattling noisily in and out through her nostrils. Melissa could tell her friend was beginning to near a climax so she began to nip at the girl's nipple, first gently and then with more urgency as she heard Stephanie's muffled groans growing more urgent. Within a minute, Stephanie's body was shuddering and writhing in the throes of an orgasm. Melissa clung to her lover's nipple as best she could until she felt Stephanie's body relax once more.

Stephanie pulled her face back from Keith's prick long enough to exhale, "Ohhhh, God! Thank you, everyone! This feels so incredible – I never want it to stop!" and then she lowered her mouth to envelop her boyfriend's rigid prick once more.

Shortly after that, Melissa gasped loudly as the pressure and pain in her anus suddenly increased dramatically. "Oh, God, John! What in the Hell are you doing to me?" she groaned.

"Too much?" Stephanie's father asked, his voice partially muffled by Keith's covering ass. "You seemed to be okay with the three fingers and I'd been shoving them in all the way up to my palm the whole time Stephanie was coming, so I thought maybe you'd like to try a fourth."

"Hoh!" Melissa puffed, "Sure, why not? You really had three in all the way, huh?" She grimaced as she tried to will her savagely distended anus to relax even further and allow him to fit the fourth finger into her comfortably. The thought occurred to her that she was now more than halfway to having her ass fisted and gulped visibly at that frightening thought. `Definitely not ready to try that one yet,' she thought to herself.

"Yep, I really did," John confirmed. "You're really okay with this? You don't have anything to prove, you know," he added kindly.

"I kn- know," she grunted, her face carefully schooled into a neutral expression so no one would see the painful grimace she was suppressing. "I just want to know how much I can handle. In case I want to, you know," she added with a half-hearted smile. "Brad, you can help by paying a lot of attention to my clit, baby. If I get really turned on, I know it'll be fine," she told her boyfriend as he continued to plough into his sister's bowels.

Brad readily did as she asked, and Melissa sighed with relief as the increased sexual arousal from his teasing of her clit almost instantly dampened the pain in her anus. "God, yes, just like that, Brad!" she encouraged him. "I think you can help make me come pretty soon!"

Stephanie pulled her head back from sucking Keith. "Hunnnggghhhh! And I think I'm going to- ohhhhh! Come even sooner! Hoh! Shit, yes! You guys are making me come again! Hunnngghhhh! Hunnnghhh! Hunnngghhh!" she grunted hoarsely and then ravenously began gobbling Keith's dick again.

Recognizing that it was time for her to assist her girlfriend once more, Melissa leaned in and sucked the slim girl's nipple in between her teeth and nipped hard, which made Stephanie shriek despite Keith's cock filling her mouth, and then she was thrashing and jerking spasmodically as yet another climax coursed through her.

By the time Stephanie's latest orgasm was over, Melissa realized to her surprise that John had begun to thrust his hand – all four fingers – slowly in and out of her unbelievably distended asshole and actually driving in a little farther each time. "Ohhhhhh!" she groaned, "That's starting to feel- unnnghhh! Really good! Oh, jeez! I can't believe how much you're stretching me. Oh, fuck yeah, Brad! Oh, God! Keep doing that!" she cried as her boyfriend began to steadily tweak her fully engorged clit, snapping his fingers back and forth over the top of it repeatedly. With her encouragement, he began to increase the tempo.

"Haaggghhhhh!" Melissa groaned loudly. Her body felt like it was twisted in knots; she didn't know if what she felt was pain or erotic arousal or something beyond either. All she knew was that she was being keyed up to some sort of breaking point. "Hoh, God!" she shrieked, "I need to come! Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Oh, God! Oh, shit, John! That feels- oh, fuck! I- I- no! God! Don't stop! Keep shoving your hand into me! Oh, God, John! I need you inside me! I need you all the way inside me! Fuck! Yes, Brad! Do that! Do that! Oh, please, God! Let me come! I can't- hunnnggghhhh! I can't take- haaagggghhhhh! Any more! Oh, holy fucking crap! What did you do? What did you do, John? Haaaagghhhhh! It hurts so much and it feels so good! Oh, shit! You're doing it! You're doing it! Haaagghhhhh! My ass is on fire, but I love it! Oh, shit! John! Do you have your whole motherfucking hand in me? Hunnggghhh! Hunnngghhh! Oh, God! I'm gonna come so hard! So fucking hard! Come with me, Steph! Everybody come! I need to come with all of you! I- oh, shit! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God, oh, God, ohGodohGodohGodohGodohGodoh- Aaaaaaaaaaaaaggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!"

With a final, anguished roar, an orgasm more intense than any she'd ever experienced crashed into her and crushed her under its shuddering weight. She could only convulse, her body jerking completely uncontrollably. Her hands and arms flopped up and down beside her while her legs did the exact opposite, extending stiffly out from her body, her toes clenching and unclenching of their own volition. With what little awareness she had left she knew this howling monster of a climax was neither going to leave her bladder full nor leave her conscious, and she helplessly accepted it when she felt squirt after squirt of hot piss shoot out of her onto the bed. The last thing she was dimly aware of as the roaring in her ears shut out the entire world was that her other three lovers seemed to be climaxing too, and she surrendered to unconsciousness with a soft smile on her face.

 

When at last she blearily opened her eyes again, the first thing Melissa was aware of was having a tree trunk jammed up her asshole; at least that was what it felt like. She groggily looked around and saw both Stephanie and Brad peering down at her. Smiles of relief tinged with nervousness spread across their face.

"Oh, thank God," Stephanie exhaled. "You were out a really long time that time, baby. We were starting to get worried."

"I- I'm really sorry," she mumbled, trying to clear her head and still puzzled as to why her ass hurt so much and felt so unbelievably full. She twisted her head around to look behind her and saw that John was now directly behind her and in fact was cradling her head with one arm. But his other arm went down her back and vanished into her butt crack.

"John, do you still have your fingers in my butt?" she asked shakily.

"Please don't be mad, Mel," Stephanie blurted. "I wouldn't let him take his hand out until you woke up! I was afraid it might injure you somehow. It's all my fault," she trailed off weakly.

"Wait – did you say his hand? John, is your entire fucking hand inside my ass??!!!" she cried, sounding on the verge of hysteria.

"Well, I-" he stammered.

"It is, isn't it?" Melissa yelled, startled. "You – you really fisted my ass didn't you? And it's still all way inside me!"

"I- look, I'm really sorry if that wasn't what you wanted," the older man implored, sounding distraught. "I never want to hurt you, not in a million years! It was just that- well, I kept putting more and more in, and it seemed like you kept wanting even more, and when you were sort of going crazy there at the end and kept saying how much you needed to come, I- well, I just did the only thing I could."

He sounded so mournful that Melissa regretted her rash words. "It's- it's really okay, John. I just- well, I didn't expect that, not really. I knew you did something, and holy fuck! Did you do something! I've never come so hard in my life! No, wait, don't pull your hand out just yet," she interrupted herself when she felt him start to tug at his hand buried deeply in her bowels. "Now that I'm awake, I want to actually see how this feels."

"And?" her brother chimed in from behind Stephanie. "How does it feel?"

"It's- it's really hard to describe," the impaled redhead frowned. "It hurts like hell, but that's not all of it. And when I was coming, it was something so far beyond pain – I've never felt anything like it in my life! Okay," she winced, "It's really starting to hurt more now that I'm not out of my mind with sex. Please take it out, but gently, please," she begged John. She gasped sharply as she felt the wide part of his hand stretch past her anal sphincter and then she just exhaled and sort of folded in on herself as his hand slipped the rest of the way out with a wet, slimy sound.

Once the intruding hand was clear, Melissa looked around at her sex partners. "God, I'm sorry if I messed everything up for the rest of you! It seemed like everything was going great for you until I, um," she winced with mortification.

"What? Until you came like crazy and made all the rest of us do the same?" Stephanie smiled warmly. "God, hearing you come like that, none of the rest of us could have kept from coming ourselves, even if we wanted to. That was the hottest thing I've ever heard! So believe me, you didn't mess anything up for anyone else. As long as you're okay," she added with a concerned frown.

Melissa reached around behind her and gingerly poked a finger into her yawning orifice. "Damn! That feels really weird," she said with an uncertain expression. She rolled onto her back and shifted her body so that her butt was toward Stephanie and Brad. She pulled her legs back up and asked, "What does it look like?"

Stephanie, Brad, and Keith all crowded in to gaze at her ruined asshole. "Wow, Mel," Stephanie breathed at last, "You're wide open. I mean, your asshole is stretched so much that someone could drop a golf ball in there and it wouldn't touch the sides." She put out a hand and Melissa could feel her fingers gently probing her distended sphincter. "Does that hurt?" she asked.

"No, not really," Melissa answered. "The whole area kind of stings, but your fingers don't make it any worse."

"I don't see any bleeding, either, so you're probably okay," Stephanie pronounced confidently. "But you should probably take a break for a while," she added pointedly.

"I think we probably all should," her father chimed in. "At least, I need to change out the sheets – again," he added with an amused smile at Melissa, whose ears burned but tried to accept his jibe with good grace. "And then I should get something going for our supper."

"I'll help you with that," Keith volunteered.

"Thank you. That would be welcome," John gave him an approving nod. The two males heaved themselves off the bed and headed for the door of the bedroom. "Stephanie," John turned in the doorway, "Once you've recovered, this might be a good time to get your piano practice out of the way. Something tells me you're not want to going to miss the after-dinner festivities, hmm?" he grinned suggestively.

The slim seventh-grade girl groaned in mock protest but then allowed as he was probably right and eased herself off the bed as well. But John wasn't finished. "Melissa, since I distinctly remembering you agreeing to launder the sheets the next time, why don't you and Brad take care of that before you, well, get involved in anything more." He grinned to show he wasn't disapproving of the idea.

"Sure!" Melissa agreed brightly. "C'mon, Brad. You know how your washing machine works, right?"

"Uh, yeah," her boyfriend nodded, so as Stephanie followed her father out of the room, Melissa and Brad set to work stripping the soiled bedding from the bed.

"Are you really okay with all, well, with all of this?" Melissa asked him softly as she gathered up the load of sheets and pillowcases in her arms.

Brad looked at her seriously. "Yeah, I really am," he nodded. "I mean, yeah, it's a lot to take in, but it really does feel right, you know? Like this is how it's supposed to be."

"Oh, love, I do know exactly what you mean," Melissa responded with a vigorous nod of her head and a beaming smile. "I've been fantasizing about all five of us getting together since, well, basically since that first night here last weekend. All three of you are just so amazingly sexy, I can't imagine not being able to make love to you. All of you."

Brad grinned at her as they headed down the hall towards the stairs. "And next week," he added in a very low voice, "It'll basically be the same thing in reverse, huh? I mean, the four of us kids and your mother."

"Yep, you can count on that," the redhead said with a sly smile. "Only," and her look turned serious, "Remember what I said about your dad not knowing about my mom – and vice versa. That's for them to tell, not us, okay?"

"Yep, got it," he agreed simply, and they proceeded downstairs.

As they passed the kitchen on their way to the laundry, Melissa peeked in and saw John and her brother standing very close to each other at the counter and deeply engrossed in a conversation as they chopped ingredients. Melissa smiled knowingly to herself and followed Brad into the laundry room

Once there, Brad flipped open the washing machine and fiddled with the controls while Melissa stuffed the soiled bedding into it. Brad took the opportunity while she was bent over the opening to slip his hand up into her butt crack and wriggle his fingers teasingly.

Melissa smiled and winced at the same time. "Careful, lover. I'm pretty sore there right now."

Brad yanked his hand back as if it had been burned and apologized, a stricken expression on his face, which made Melissa feel bad, so she quickly soothed him, saying, "It's all right, Brad. I do love it when you touch me. You just have to be really slow and gentle around that part right now, okay?"

"Okay," he smiled sheepishly and started the washing machine up. "What do you want to do now?" he asked with a hopeful smile.

Melissa had to grin at his eager expression, but she replied simply, "Kiss."

"Kiss?"

"Kiss," she reiterated.

"Right here?" Brad asked with a dubious glance around the room that took in the noisily filling washer.

"Well, no, not right here," Melissa laughed easily, "Though I don't mind kissing you everywhere I can. Why don't we go to the sofa in the family room and just make out for a while. It seems like we've just jumped right into fucking, and I haven't really had enough time just making out with my boyfriend. You wanna'?" she asked inquiringly.

"Yeah, all right," the dark-haired boy agreed with a self-conscious smile. "I'd like that, too." They walked hand in hand down the hall to the family room, Melissa aware of the feeling of Brad's nude body brushing against her side and marveling at how even that little touch started her pussy juices flowing again. She shook her head ruefully at her own seeming inability to control her newly-awakened sexual impulses.

"What?" Brad wanted to know, observing her expression. When she somewhat shamefacedly admitted that even feeling the touch of his skin was getting her turned on, he grinned and said with an easy shrug, "I kind of think that's how it's supposed to be, since we're young and all of this is so new. Maybe after we've been married twenty years, it'll feel different, but right now I think it feels great, don't you?"

Melissa stopped stock still, floored. "What? Where did that come from? We've only been going together for a week and you're talking about marriage?" Her brain was spinning. "Are you saying you want to marry me?"

"Well, yeah," Brad answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. He turned to face her directly, taking both her hands in his. "Melissa, in case you hadn't noticed, I'm completely nuts about you. I love you so much that sometimes I feel like I'm going to explode with it. I don't care about having to share you with all the rest of the family, either. I just can't imagine ever wanting to be apart from you from now on."

Melissa found herself swallowing hard at her young lover's frank confession, and her heart was soaring in her chest from his moving, obviously heartfelt words. "That's- that's an incredibly wonderful thing to say, Brad," she stammered at last, "And yes, I love you so much, too." She gave a wan smile. "But you may feel differently about things after a while. I won't hold you to that offer," she said softly, "Though I'm completely amazed and stunned that you made it."

"Oh, I know we have a few years before we even have to really think about it," Brad said with a shrug that appeared a bit forced in its casualness before adding in a low, earnest voice, "You may feel differently. I won't."

Melissa stood there, her heart unaccountably pounding in her chest. She'd never heard such a profound declaration of love, not even from Stephanie and for several moments she was too overcome with emotion to speak. Finally, as she felt tears well up in her eyes, she managed to croak, "Y-you're such a completely amazing guy, you know that? I can't believe how you make me feel."

"Yeah? How do I make you feel?" he asked, a wicked gleam in his eye.

"Like I want to kiss you for about a million years!" she managed to laugh, breaking the intensity of the moment. "C'mon!" and she grabbed his hand, practically dragging him down the hall to the family room, flinging him down on the sofa and launching herself on top of him, her lips immediately seeking his.

Brad responded immediately with equal ardor and for several long minutes the only sounds were those of their increasingly impassioned breathing and the occasional soft sounds of their nude skin brushing over each other's flesh as they moved and writhed in each other's arms. The sounds of Stephanie doing piano scales filtered in from the living room, but the seventh-grade redhead and her young lover – and possibly fiancι, Melissa reminded herself with amazement – were nearly oblivious to anything but each other.

After some time, Brad's hands wandered up to Melissa's precociously pendulous breasts and began to fondle and squeeze them. Even though she'd said all she had wanted to do was make out, Melissa made no objection. Holding Brad close and not expecting him to play with her breasts was kind of like putting a fish in water and not expecting it to swim, she realized, stifling a giggle at the thought. Besides, her own arousal had been growing steadily all the time their tongues had been slithering wetly in and out of each other's mouth, and the fact was, Brad's hands on her tits felt very nice. She began to grind her crotch up and down on Brad's prick and was gratified to feel it surging into full erection.

Melissa was sorely tempted to part her legs and pull his cock into her pussy and ride him for a nice long fuck, but the twinges of dull pain from between her legs, especially her raw, distended asshole provided a tempering note. She also realized that if they started fucking, Brad would certainly come, and she really, really wanted him to save himself for the promised after-dinner orgy when it would be her turn to enjoy three cocks inside her at once.

So instead, she heaved her somewhat perspiring, plump body up off of Brad and instructed him, "Just lie back and relax, love. I need to practice deep-throating you some more. Do you mind?" she asked with a teasing twinkle in her eyes.

"Shit, no!" Brad blurted, a silly grin spreading across his face. He folded his arms behind his head, his young prick standing straight up from his body invitingly. Melissa dropped to her knees on the floor in front of him and swiftly took his hard member into her wet mouth. The boy sighed with pleasure as he felt his cock engulfed.

Melissa was determined to try to get Brad's prick all the way down her throat without having to be in the position of her head tilted back at such an uncomfortable angle, so she kept trying to force the length of it all the way while her head was bent forward as she knelt over him. But even after multiple attempts, she wasn't able to force the rigid organ past the bend between her mouth and her throat, and the efforts were leaving her gasping and occasionally forcing bile up from her stomach, which she found really unpleasant.

Brad was starting to get concerned and said, "You really don't have to keep trying if you don't want to. Maybe it just doesn't work all the time for some reason."

Melissa pulled her head up and panted, "Oh, I know I could make it work if I shifted around so my head is back all the way. I just wanted to see if I could learn to do it this way, too."

"Oh," Brad nodded with a slight frown, "Okay, I guess. But it seems like it's not very much fun for you."

"I'm fine," she assured him with a weak smile, her eyes a bit glassy. "I just have to figure out the trick. My mom can swallow this huge dildo she's got," she added in a hushed voice after looking around to make sure John wasn't within earshot.

"Really?!!" Brad blurted, his eyes gleaming with interest. "Is that where you got the idea to try it with me?"

"Yes, love, but keep your voice down," she admonished him. "Remember what I told you before." He nodded quickly and she went on, "I take it the idea of that turns you on, too?"

"Uh, yeah, it does," he admitted with a shy smile. "Does that piss you off?" he asked with a suddenly worried frown.

"Not at all, baby," she assured him with a low chuckle. "I already told you I think she's sexy as Hell and turns me on, too. Okay, we'll have to make sure she demonstrates that for you next week. I don't think that'll be any problem," she added dryly. "You've already seen how much she likes to show off."

"Yeah," he nodded with a wide-eyed grin at the memory, then gasped with pleasure as he felt Melissa's mouth once more enfolding his cock as she resumed her efforts to deep throat him from that position.

Melissa decided to try something new. This time when she felt Brad's prick pushing into the back of her throat, she made herself swallow firmly. The extra force from her throat muscles succeeded in overcoming the resistance, though the gag reflex made her stomach lurch a couple of times. To her great relief, she managed to avoid vomiting, and just held his erection inside her throat for several long seconds.

"Wow! You did it!" Brad enthused admiringly as Melissa finally pulled her face back up and sucked in a deep breath, beaming with pride.

"Did what?" they heard Stephanie ask from the doorway of the room. When Brad explained, his sister eagerly came over and knelt on the floor beside Melissa. "Show me!" she commanded, her eyes gleaming with lewd interest.

After giving her friend and lover a quick smile, Melissa bent forward and sucked Brad's prick into her mouth. After taking a deep breath, she once again swallowed vigorously and pulled him all the way in, her lips pressed firmly against his pubic hair.

"Damn! That looks so fucking hot!" Stephanie marveled. Melissa smiled proudly at the slender girls as she relinquished her hold on Brad's prick. "Can you teach me?" Stephanie asked keenly.

"I can try, Steph," Melissa nodded with a bit of a frown, "But I gotta' tell you, it's not easy. I damn near puked a couple of times already."

"Eww! Really?" Stephanie asked with more uncertainty.

"Yeah, really," Melissa nodded seriously. "It's like your body, if you try to swallow something and it won't go down, wants to puke it back up. It was all I could do to keep from gagging. But if you still want to try it, I can help."

"Um, okay, I'll try," Stephanie nodded, now with a seriously dubious expression.

"Here, let's rearrange a little to make it easier," Melissa suggested. "Brad, you get up and stand at the end of the couch. Steph, you lay down on the couch with your head laid back over the arm. That'll open up your throat and make it easier." The two naked middle-schoolers scrambled to shift around as directed. "Okay, good," Melissa went on once her two lovers were in position. "Now open your mouth wide, but not too wide, Steph. You want everything relaxed, okay?"

"Okay," the dark-haired girl nodded, her brow creased in a worried frown as she complied.

"Just relax, lover. It only works if you're really relaxed," Melissa coached, seeing how tense Stephanie was. "Okay, that's better," she nodded as she saw the muscles in Stephanie's face loosen. "All right, Brad, now slide your cock into your sister's mouth gently, but don't push hard, okay?"

Melissa watched as her boyfriend eased his prick into his sister's gaping mouth and quickly held up her hand to order him to stop when she saw Stephanie's throat convulse. "All right, baby, here comes the tricky part. Just keep as relaxed as you can and let him push deeper down your throat and try to keep that gagging reflex under control."

Melissa observed closely as Brad pushed firmly forward again, but Stephanie's throat jerked and she pushed him back away, gasping, "Shit! How do you do that?"

"I told you it wasn't easy, even for me, Steph," Melissa said sympathetically. "Here, let's try it one more time only this time when he gets into your throat, actually swallow like you were eating some food, okay?"

"Uh, okay, I'll try," Stephanie mumbled skeptically. She gamely lay her head back once more and opened her mouth, nodding for her brother to proceed.

This time as Brad pushed his rigid cock down his younger sister's throat, Melissa could see Stephanie's throat work as she attempted to swallow. But immediately Stephanie's entire body lurched and she flung herself upright, a small amount of vomit emerging from between her lips.

"Ow!" Brad yelled as his sister's teeth scraped his prick as her head snapped forward.

"Oh, fuck this!" Stephanie swore when she could finally speak. "I'm glad for you that you can do it, Mel, but I don't want to try that again. I'm sorry," she shook her head disgustedly.

Melissa was trying not to laugh since it was clear that her friend and lover was highly distressed, but she said with all the concern she could muster, "It's okay, love. You know I've got a big mouth, and this just proves it."

Stephanie giggled weakly, "Yeah, that must be it."

"What's going on?" they heard John's voice from the doorway.

Melissa looked up and saw Stephanie's father watching them, his immense cock standing stiffly out from his body. Apparently he found the sight of the three naked youths quite stimulating. "Stephanie was trying to see if she could learn to deep throat Brad, too," she explained, "But I don't think the experiment was very successful."

"Oh, my God!" John exclaimed, his voice full of concern. "Are you all right, baby?" he asked his daughter.

"Uh, yeah, I guess," Stephanie replied hoarsely, her throat burning from the stomach acid. "But could you- I mean, would you mind getting me a wet rag and something to drink? I kind of puked a little bit here," she mumbled apologetically.

"Of course, sweetheart. Stay right there," her father assured her, whirling to attend to her request. He returned quickly with a damp washcloth and a small tumbler of water. "Here, drink this and let me clean you up, love." Stephanie gratefully took the glass and drank deeply as her father dabbed up the bile that had dribbled down her chin and neck and onto her small, budding breasts.

"Thanks, Daddy," the slender girl sighed once she had swallowed all the water. "I don't think I'll try that again any time soon."

"And that's perfectly okay," her father soothed as we gave his daughter's upper body a final wipe down. "Everybody has different things they like, and you won't know whether you like them until you try." He paused a moment. "For what it's worth, your mother could never do it, either, and it wasn't for lack of trying."

"Really?" both Stephanie and Brad blurted at once.

"Really," John shrugged, "And you'd be hard pressed to find a more sexually adventurous woman than her. Although," he added with a significant look at both the nude seventh-grade girls before him, "I have to say that to two of you may end up in a class of your own before too long."

Stephanie gave her father a thoughtful look. "Thanks," she murmured at last. "That actually does make me feel a little better."

"I'm glad," her father smiled. He straightened up. "But what I actually came in to tell you was that dinner's ready. Go wash your hands and come on."

The three young people quickly got to their feet and hurried to the bathroom.