Chapter 35 – Red Hot Mama

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Dinner was interesting to Melissa. It was all she could do to keep from laughing out loud at the satisfied, almost smug expressions from everyone around the table, with her mother sporting the biggest cat-who-ate-the-cream look of all.

Finally she spoke up. "Since everyone seems to be in a really good mood, Mom, did you talk to John about Brad coming over tonight?" John raised his eyebrows at Melissa's mother inquiringly.

Margaret hastily replied, "Uh, no, not yet, sweetie. I was a, um, little distracted," a declaration that elicted a round of guffaws from the young people at the table while John merely gave an enigmatic smile. Margaret looked around the table, her cheeks burning. "What? Everyone here knows what your father and I were doing?" she blurted, looking appalled.

"Uh-huh," Stephanie nodded with a warm grin, "And we think its great!"

"Oh! Oh, well, I suppose if I can't depend on privacy, I'll have to settle for approval," the redheaded woman sniffed, looking a bit mollified. She turned to John. "My daughter wanted to know if Brad could come home with us tonight instead of you bringing him over tomorrow before I take you to the airport. It's fine with me, but we wanted to check with you," she explained.

John's eyebrows rose in momentary surprise, but he answered, "I certainly have no problem with it as long as it won't inconvenience you," he smiled. "Brad, are all your things packed and ready to go?"

Brad swallowed the bite of dinner he was chewing hurriedly and admitted, "Uh, no, not yet, but it'll only take me five minutes to get it all together. So is it okay, Dad?" he asked with undisguised eagerness.

John smiled indulgently at his son. "Well, since it seems you haven't gotten tired of your new girlfriend yet..." he teased.

"Never!" Brad protested gallantly.

"Of course not," his father acknowledged benevolently. "So yes, that's fine with me as long as you get yourself ready to go as soon as you're done with your supper. And don't wolf it!" he abjured the boy who had begun to frantically shovel lasagna down his gullet. "Margaret put a lot of time and effort making that for us. Do try to at least pretend to enjoy it."

"Uh, yeah, sorry," Brad said contritely. "It's really good, Mrs. Randall," he said after taking a much slower bite.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it, Brad," Margaret replied, "And I've told you before, please call me Margaret. I think we're all on a first name basis here anymore," she smiled meaningfully, looking around the table.

"Uh, yeah, sure, M-Margaret," Brad assented bashfully before returning his attention to his plate.

"So what's the plan for tomorrow?" Keith asked once the people at the table were nearly finished eating.

"Well," John responded, looking at Margaret for confirmation, "I believe I'll swing by your place around six a.m. with, now, Stephanie and drop her off. Then your mom will follow me back to my house so I can leave the car in the driveway so it's not totally obvious that no one is home all week. Then we'll head out to the airport. That right, love?" he asked Margaret. The four youths shot meaningful looks at each other hearing John openly use that term of endearment for the first time.

Margaret swallowed visibly, not having missed John's term either, but nodded and murmured, "Yes, that's the plan."

"Does that give you enough time to take John out to breakfast, Mom?" Melissa asked coyly, "Since that's what he did for you?"

Margaret shot her daughter a mildly irritated look but changed it to a sweet smile quickly as she looked at John. "I would love to take you to breakfast, John, if you're willing. Do we need to move the time up to make that work?"

"Thanks, love. That would be really nice," John smiled at her with a look of such adoration that Melissa felt a warm glow spread throughout her body just seeing it. "And no, we shouldn't have to make it any earlier. I allowed a bit of extra time in the schedule."

"Why don't we make it five-thirty, and then we'll have plenty of time for whatever," Margaret suggested.

"Why, whatever could you mean, Margaret?" Stephanie inquired in a too-sweet voice.

Margaret felt her cheeks burning furiously but refused to be cowed by the slender pre-teen. "Why, whatever it takes to make sure your father doesn't forget about me while he's away, of course," she answered with a level look.

"Good!" Stephanie nodded with an impish grin. "Just checking."

"I appreciate your concern," Margaret replied with raised eyebrows.

John had been watching the interplay between his daughter and his girlfriend and decided to step in, saying, "Five-thirty will be fine as long as my daughter understands she'll have to get up by five in order to be ready to go in time."

"That's fine, Daddy," Stephanie smiled innocently. "I can get up early when I have to."

John looked back at Margaret. "Okay, then. I guess it will be five-thirty. So! We have a plan. It looks like everyone is about done with dinner, so why don't you kids scoot upstairs and get your stuff brought down to the front door so we can load it into the car while Margaret and I clean up here. And Keith and Melissa, make sure you take one last look around to be sure you're not forgetting anything."

The four young people gave murmured agreements and departed, leaving John and Margaret looking at each other. "God, I'm so sorry about Stephanie!" John blurted. "You handled it beautifully, by the way," he smiled appreciatively, "But sometimes she can be a little witch."

"I wasn't offended, John, believe me. And if she ever does actually piss me off, I assure you, I will have no problem setting her straight," Margaret added vehemently.

"Somehow, I don't doubt that in the slightest," John observed with a dry smile.

"She's been without a mother for quite a while, John, and we're both trying to feel our way carefully into the relationship," Margaret said seriously. "Not only our relationship, but my relationship with her, too. The more I think of it," she mused, "The more I'm glad Melissa suggested inviting Brad to come home with us tonight. I really do think you and Stephanie could benefit from some quality father-daughter time. You know, help reassure her that despite all the new people and changes, she's still your special girl."

John nodded and said, "Yes, I think so, too." He had a very odd expression on his face, something Margaret chose to store away for later.

The two adults then busied themselves for several minutes cleaning up from dinner before a thunderous clatter on the stairs announced that the kids were about ready to go. John pulled Margaret into his arms and pressed his lips against hers, murmuring, "Since we may not have the chance for a real goodnight kiss later..."

Margaret's lips flowed into his and their tongues groped passionately inside each other's mouths. Within seconds, both were breathing heavily and their hands roaming freely up and down each other's bodies. Margaret was delighted to feel his massive cock begin to swell rapidly the instant she began to stroke it through the thin material of his trousers. For his part, John wasted no time in sliding both hands up under the loose front of her top and beginning to knead and caress Margaret's enormous, soft breasts.

There was no telling how things might have progressed because they were interrupted by a blatant throat-clearing from the doorway of the kitchen and looked up to see Brad staring at them with unbridled interest. "Uh, sorry, guys," he said, "But we're ready to go now." He didn't look sorry.

"Okay, thanks, Brad," Margaret answered, giving the boy a cheerful smile. "We'll be right there."

Once Brad had turned again and headed for the front door, Margaret bussed John's cheek tenderly, whispering, "That will have to do until tomorrow morning."

"I guess," John shrugged, looking disappointed. "At least it seems clear that the kids are all coming around to the idea that you and I are doing more than kissing," he added with a lustful gleam in his eye.

"I'd feel more sympathetic if I didn't know they are all fucking each other like crazy every chance they get," Margaret snorted. "We'd better go." She took his hand and they walked into the front hallway.

John blinked when he saw Stephanie standing by the door with her suitcase and school bag as well. "Uh, honey, I thought you were staying here."

"I am, silly," Stephanie smiled impishly, "But since I've got everything packed up here, it just seemed to make sense to bring it over tonight. And yeah, I'm coming back home with you, but I'm not gonna' sit here by myself while all the rest of you are leaving," she added as if it were obvious.

"Uh, right, sure," her bemused father nodded. "That does make sense. And we already know you don't mind sitting on someone's lap when we put all six of us in my car," he noted with a knowing smile, eying the skimpy silk robe that was still all she was wearing. "Okay, then, if we're all ready, let's go. If anyone forgot anything, just let me know tonight so Stephanie can bring it in the morning."

They all trooped out to the car and the kids piled in the back while John and Margaret lugged their suitcases and other luggage out to put into the trunk. Brad got into the middle of the rear seat while Keith and Melissa bracketed him, but Stephanie surprised Melissa by climbing in atop her rather than on Keith's lab.

"Hi, there, stranger," Melissa murmured as Stephanie snuggled comfortably into her girlfriend's embrace and wriggled her hips so that her robe parted and left her smooth, slender body completely exposed to the boys' eager gazes.

John glanced into the back seat as he got into the driver's place and his eyes widened as he witnessed his daughter's exhibition, but just shook his head resignedly. "You know you're pushing things, girl," was all he said to Stephanie. "Fortunately, we're only going a couple of blocks so there's not too much you can all get up to in that short a time."

"You could drive around the block slowly a bunch of times," Stephanie suggested wickedly.

"And that really would be crossing the line about what's safe and proper in the car. But hey," he added in a flat voice, "If you can't bear to be apart from the rest of them for even one night, your stuff is already in the car. You can stay with them, too, and I'll see you in a week."

Melissa heard Stephanie gulp and say, "No, Daddy, I'll come home with you," in a meek voice. John nodded and shot Margaret a quick glance. Melissa could see her mother biting her lip to keep from laughing as John started the car.

The second the vehicle was moving down the driveway, Stephanie seized Melissa's face between both hands and began to kiss her fervently plunging her tongue all the way into the back of her plump lover's throat while at the same time she squeezed Melissa's overlarge tits and teased the nipples into full erection with her fingers. Melissa was moaning instantly, her hips rising upward involuntarily in response to the intense erotic stimulation she was receiving. She looked up and saw her mother watching her intently, her lips parted, and her nostrils flaring with arousal.

"Those girls are just so beautiful together, aren't they?" Melissa heard her mother murmur to John.

"I've never seen anything like it," John answered hoarsely.

Then Melissa heard Stephanie moaning in turn and looked down to see that Brad was caressing his sister's small, pubescent breast mounds and savagely pinching the nipples as well, while Keith was plunging what appeared to be at least a pair of fingers in and out of Stephanie's completely exposed pussy, which she had improved his access to by wantonly splaying her legs so that one leg was pushing against the back of Margaret's head.

"Unbelievable!" Melissa heard her mother mutter thickly, "They really don't even care that we're here or what they're doing in front of us, do they?"

"It's normally not quite like this," Melissa heard John answer in a low voice. "I do believe my daughter is putting on a show for our benefit."

"Hmm, maybe," Margaret nodded sagely. "Oh, shit!"

"What?" John asked in alarm.

"It's just – I think Stephanie just came! On a two-block drive!" Margaret blurted in lascivious amazement.

"Yep, she really did," Keith confirmed, whose fingers were still being rhythmically constricted by Stephanie's vagina as she continued to climax.

"Good luck this week," John muttered darkly as he pulled the car up into the driveway of the Randall home.

"Uh, yeah, thanks," Margaret answered weakly, clearly stunned by the brazen display of raw sexuality the four young people had just exhibited.

"Kids! We're here. Pull yourselves together!" John commanded in a no-nonsense voice.

Stephanie casually closed her legs and pulled the errant edges of her robe together before clambering out of the car, assisted by Melissa who gave her naked ass a fond squeeze as it passed out of the car doorway. The other three followed suit and stood by the trunk to receive their respective luggage while Margaret went to unlock the front door. The four young people tugged their bags up the front porch and into the house, trailed by John who carried Margaret's luggage.

"Thank you, John," Margaret whispered appreciatively as he came in the door. "Just set those down here. I need to pull out the dirty clothes for the laundry before I take it upstairs." She noted with interest the enormous bulge pushing out the front of John's tan trousers but wasn't at all surprised. Her own pussy was flowing freely, quim already starting to ooze down the inside of her voluptuous thighs after that display Stephanie and the others had put on in the car. "Kids!" she called out, "If any of your bags have dirty clothes, please take those out down here before you take your bags upstairs. That's mostly for Keith and Melissa!" she added.

"There actually shouldn't be much," John observed. "Since Melissa was having to wash piss-soaked sheets every morning, everyone sort of threw in whatever else needed washing at the same time."

"Oh, yeah, I guess I can see that," Margaret nodded, acutely conscious of the parallels with the patterns in her own household the prior week. "Well, that simplifies things."

She looked at John, and the intense gaze he had fixed her with immediately turned Margaret's knees to jelly. "Wh- what?" she stammered, the butterlies surging in her abdomen. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's just – damn it! I love you, Margaret!" he declared fiercely. "I know it's way too soon for that by all normal lights. But I can't help the way I feel. If you think everything is happening way too fast, just say so and I'll try to back off. But I really do love you. I haven't felt like this about anyone for, well, you know..." he trailed off with a frown.

"Since Kim died," Margaret completed his sentence. "I know. But it's even worse for me, because I haven't felt like this about anyone since I was Melissa and Stephanie's age," she confessed, her eyes brimming with emotional tears. "But I'm really, really glad to hear you say that, because I love you, too, and I've been just terrified about what it would mean if you didn't. That's-"

But whatever she was going to say was instantly smothered as John swept her into his arms and planted his lips on hers. For Margaret, time seemed to suddenly halt and she was simply lost in the joyous sensation of being held and kissed by the man she loved – and who loved her! Even though she was aware of the firm pressure of John's fully erect prick against her thigh and was unconsciously grinding her own crotch against it as they kissed, what she was feeling was far more all-consuming than mere lust. It was complete acceptance of John and the sudden, sure knowledge that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with this man and his amazing family.

At the sound of footsteps in the hallway, Margaret pulled away from John's kiss and time re-started for her. She looked up to see all four of their collective children gazing at her and John with expressions of loving amusement. "Uh, hi," Margaret managed to croak. "Everyone got their stuff settled in?"

At their nods and confirmation, John said in a forcedly hearty voice, "Well, then, I suppose Stephanie and I had better get going. I imagine you're pretty tired from your long day, Margaret, but we'll see you bright and early tomorrow."

"I'll be ready, John," Margaret promised him, still floating on air from what had just transpired between them. "Thanks for, well, for everything."

"My pleasure, love," John smiled warmly before scooping Stephanie under his arm and steering her towards the doorway. "Come on, sweetheart. Let's let them get some rest." Stephanie shot an amused look back at Melissa, conveying her understanding that rest was the last thing on any of their minds, but waved goodbye without comment as they departed.

"Well!" Margaret breathed once she was alone with her daughter and the two boys, "What do people want to do now? Does everyone just want to go to bed?"

"Absolutely," Melissa sniggered, "But not to sleep! You know I promised Brad we'd do a strip-tease for him."

Margaret found herself blushing at her daughter's unabashed reminder but looked intently at Brad. "Is that right, Brad? Do you really want to see this old body of mine?"

"God, yes!" Brad blurted. "I mean, no, you're not old and I think you're beautiful! And yes, I really want to see you naked, if that's okay," he finished shyly.

"Well, then, since you asked so nicely," Margaret purred, "I guess that's what we should do. I still have a couple of things I need to do downstairs, so why don't I meet you up in my bedroom where we can all get comfortable. Oh," she said suddenly, "I meant to apologize to you, Brad, since we don't have a second bed in Keith's room. If that feels too awkward for you, I can make you up a bed on the couch."

"Mom!" Melissa laughed, "I kind of think we're all going to be sleeping together all week anyway!"

"Well, I didn't want to assume," her mother replied. "But should it come to that, you really have no issue sleeping in the same bed as Keith?" she asked Brad directly.

To everyone's amazement, Brad responded by pulling Keith's face to his and kissing him ardently, his tongue clearly working in and out of the older boy's mouth. Once their kiss ended, Brad looked back at Margaret with a proud grin and said, "No. No problem at all."

"Oh! Oh, my!" Margaret murmured, stunned. "I can see I've missed some things. I really want to hear all about how this happened. Not that I object," she added hastily. "Seeing you two together, it's clear you both care about each other, and that's all that matters," she smiled, still blinking in astonishment.

"Yep, Brad and Keith are both bisexual, just like us," Melissa confirmed to her mother with feeling. She turned to the boys. "You guys go ahead and get upstairs. I'm going to help Mom get her stuff sorted out and we'll meet you up there, okay?"

Keith and Brad quickly assented and bounded upstairs. When they were alone, Margaret looked at her daughter. "I assume there's something you wanted to say to me alone?" she asked pointedly.

"Well, yeah," Melissa nodded, "But also I figured I might be able to help you with the laundry or whatever else you need so we can both get upstairs and start fucking that much faster."

"Ha! I should have known you had an ulterior motive," her mother laughed, but with a warm expression. "Okay, then. Come on; since I understand you've now had lots of practice doing laundry, you can get started on the load of dirty clothes from my trip while I get things ready for the morning." As they headed into the kitchen together, Margaret shot Melissa a sidelong glance. "So, was there something else you wanted to say?"

"Actually, I wanted to ask you what just happened between you and John," Melissa replied as they entered the kitchen. "You still have this huge smile on your face, so I'm figuring it must be pretty good."

"Well, if you must know – not that it's really any of your business," she sniffed, though still grinning broadly, "He told me he loves me!"

"Oh! Oh, Mom! That's great!" Melissa cried. "I hope to God you told him you love him, too!"

"I did," Margaret admitted simply, "And I meant every word of it."

"Oh, I'm so happy, Mom!" Melissa enthused, embracing her mother fervently. "This really is all meant to be! We're all going to be together forever – I can feel it!"

"Well, I certainly hope so, too," her mother responded with a small frown, "But please keep in mind that we're still very early in this relationship and a lot could happen."

"Nothing's going to happen, Mom. This is meant to be," Melissa declared firmly.

"Hmm," her mother smiled, "When I hear you say it, I actually believe it. So, anything else I should know about? Any more surprises like the boys being bisexual?"

"No, not that I can think of," Melissa answered as she started to sort the laundry into piles. "Only, we all agreed that it's not so much that we're `bisexual', it's more like we're just plain sexual, and we love to make all the people we love feel good. It doesn't matter one bit what they've got between their legs."

"That's a very nice way to look at it," Margaret nodded as she began to place dishes and silverware on the table in preparation for breakfast in the morning. "I like that, and it's exactly how I feel, too. Did you know John is bisexual, too?" she asked. "He admitted that to me this afternoon."

"It doesn't surprise me," Melissa said, trying to sound nonchalant. "And you're okay with that, right?"

"Oh, definitely," Margaret laughed a bit self-consciously. "If anything, it makes him more interesting than ever. Plus," she added in a lower tone, "Between you and me, the idea of seeing him make love to another man turns me on like crazy."

"It does, doesn't it?" Melissa allowed with a smoky look. "Wait until you see Keith and Brad having sex, then. I have to tell you, seeing that drives me nuts, too."

"Hmm, yes, that does sound interesting," her mother admitted, her eyes starting to gleam with arousal. "I think I'll insist on that this evening, in fact," she added in a conspiriatorial tone.

"I'm sure they'll be happy to oblige," Melissa smiled softly. "I've been so, well, proud and amazed at how Brad in particular has taken to it. I suspected right from the start that Keith was interested in guys as well as girls, but Brad never showed any sign of it until this week. Well, they should tell you all about it; it's really their story, though Stephanie and I did what we could to encourage it. Just don't wear those boys out so much they won't be able to show you how incredible it feels to have two cocks at once inside you!" she added with a lascivious glance. "I can't wait to see you experience that!"

"Hoh! You have been adventurous, haven't you?" her mother asked with raised eyebrows. "Okay, that's definitely on the menu tonight, too. Anything else you tried that you haven't bothered to tell me about?" she asked pointedly.

"Uh," Melissa mumbled, her mind racing furiously to separate the things she could tell her mother from all the things that included John that she couldn't, "Yeah, one more thing. I, uh, I kind of let myself get fisted," she admitted with a grimace. "More than once, actually. And the last two times, Keith had one hand up my ass and the other up my cunt. And to tell the truth, it really wasn't so much that I let it happen as me demanding it."

"Holy crap!" Margaret blurted. "Really?!! Didn't it hurt? Did you injure yourself? My God, girl! You're way to young to be doing stuff like that!"

"Yeah, well, I was definitely sore as hell the next day, particularly after that last time, and had to keep myself to what Stephanie called an `oral sex' day," Melissa acknowledged. "And yeah, I definitely did overdo it, but I was fine again within a day. And I know you know what it's like when you really get into the sex and can't help just wanting more and more; well, I'm the same way," she finished, giving her mother an unapologetic look.

"Sheesh!" Margaret shook her head in disbelief. "You really are my daughter, aren't you? Well, I'm very glad there wasn't any real harm done. I suppose it's good to know you can handle that when you want to," she added, giving Melissa a keen look. "The fact is, just thinking about it turns me on like hell, so let me know when or if you're willing to try it again – not that I'm pushing you," she quickly added. "But speaking of being turned on like hell," she went on in a smoldering tone, "The juices leaking out of my pussy are about down to my knees already, so if you're done there, let's get upstairs and put on a show for our young admirers!"

"I'm so ready!" Melissa laughed and the two readheads headed upstairs with undignified haste.

When they entered the master bedroom, Melissa's mother goggled at the sight that greeted them and Melissa chuckled at her reaction. Both boys were lying on the large bed, nude except for the girls' panties they proudly wore. They were each stroking each other's pricks through the sheer material of the underwear and had aroused each other to the point where both of them were sporting very hard erections. The shiny, purple heads of each of their dicks were poking up past the waistband of the panties.

"My!" Melissa's mother swallowed in astonishment. "I see you two decided to get started without us," she commented with an aroused gleam in her eyes once she had recovered from her surprise.

"Just keeping things ready for you guys," Keith drawled, grinning lazily.

"Yes, I can certainly see that," his mother nodded before frowning, "And are those your sister's panties you're wearing?" she demanded.

"Uh-huh," Keith nodded, completely unashamed. "And Brad's wearing Stephanie's panties. We like the way they feel – soft and sexy," he explained, "Plus it lets us feel closer to our sisters."

"Huh!" Margaret exclaimed, a bemused expression on her face.

"Plus they really like the way it makes their cocks feel when you tease them through the material," Melissa added helpfully.

"Is that so?" her mother replied, raising her eyebrows in keen interest. "Good to know. I do so love learning about new ways to turn my lovers on," she remarked, the husky tone of her voice revealing her rapidly increasing erotic arousal. An idea was already forming in her mind as she recalled that Halloween fell on the coming Thursday. She tucked that away for later. "Well, since you explained how much you like it, I guess you'd better keep doing it while we ladies reveal all. Although I suppose you've been seeing Melissa's naked body all week, haven't you?" she asked teasingly.

"Yep, and I never get tired of seeing it," Brad piped up earnestly. "She's so beautiful. You both are," he quickly added.

"All right, then," Margaret chuckled throatily. She glanced at her daughter. "How do you want to do this, my dear?"

"Why don't we just start making out and taking each other's clothes off slowly as we go and then keep going from there?" Melissa answered softly, her eyes gleaming with raw lust.

"I like that plan," her mother nodded eagerly. "Brad hasn't seen the two of us make love yet, so we can start with that."

"That was my exact thought," Melissa grinned, stepping up into her mother's arms and placing her lips tenderly against those of the older woman.

Her mother returned the kiss lovingly and began to sensuously suckled Melissa's lower lip, gradually working her tongue into her daughter's mouth, slowly at first and then with more urgency. Melissa moaned with pleasure as their lips, tongues, and bodies melted into each other. She sucked hard on her mother's tongue, encouraging her to plunge it ever more deeply into her mouth as she caressed her mother's hair, neck, and face.

Margaret began to allow her hands to roam freely up and down her daughter's back, tenderly stroking the girl's smooth, rounded flesh through the thin material of her top. She slowly let the motions of her hands drift downward until her fingers were grazing the waistband of Melissa's pants. At that point, she slid both hands up under the loose edge of the blouse and began to caress the bare skin of her daughter's back. Melissa reciprocated, pushing her hands up under her mother's loose, thin top from behind and touching the smooth, creamy flesh beneath.

By now, both women were beginning to breathe heavily, soft moans occasionally escaping from their mouths which remained locked against each other, their tongues now plunging rhythmically in and out and writhing together within the wet, slippery orifices. Melissa stole a look over at the two boys on the bed and was both amused and further aroused to see that Brad had snuggled in under Keith's arm. They continued to stroke and tease each other's hard pricks through the panties, but also would occasionally steal a wet, sloppy kiss together before their eyes eagerly returned to the curvaceous redheads and the exhibition they were putting on.

Melissa felt her mother's hands moving around under her top to her breasts in front and gasped loudly as she felt her mother squeeze her large, soft mounds and tease her nipples into hardness. Rather than echo her mother's caresses of her breasts immediately, since her mother's blouse had buttons, she withdrew her hands from under the older woman's top and began to slowly unbutton her mother's blouse from the front, casting occasional glances at their audience to see their reactions. Both boys had their eyes glued to every move Melissa and her mother made.

Thus encouraged, Melissa pushed one of her fleshy thighs firmly between her mother's legs and pressed it against the woman's cunt. She instantly felt a patch of warm dampness forming on the leg of her pants from her mother's flowing pussy and smiled to herself, knowing that her own vagina was gushing just as freely. Her mother parted her legs to allow Melissa to thrust her thigh more deeply into the older woman's crotch, while at the same time letting Melissa press her own cunt up against her mother's thigh as well. The two immediately began to grind their oozing twats up and down against each other's thighs, leaving darker, soaked places on the other's clothing. It also made both women gasp with pleasure as their breathing grew still heavier with the additional lascivious stimulation.

Melissa had finally completely unbuttoned her mother's blouse and now steered her parent so her mother's back was to the boys on the bed as she eased the blouse off and let it drop to the floor, her mother assisting by pulling her arms free in the process. With Margaret's bare back now completely exposed to the view of the boys, Melissa now began to work her hands under her mother's dress waistband and start to squeeze and stroke the ample flesh of the woman's large buttocks.

While Melissa was so engaged, her mother now worked Melissa's top up her chest so that it was above the level of her daughter's preternaturally large tits and was now able to squeeze and massage them without restrictions. Taking a cue from her mother's actions, Melissa raised her arms up over her head and allowed her mother to slowly pull her top up and off Melissa's body, leaving both of them topless but with their breasts concealed from the boys' view between their bodies.

"Ready to get naked, Mom?" Melissa whispered as she started to tug her mother's skirt down over the broad curve of the woman's hips and ass.

"Hey, this is your show," her mother whispered back. "I'm just here to be on display however you want," she giggled.

"Sure you are, Mom," Melissa sniggered sardonically. "Poor innocent woman helplessly being molested by her twelve-year-old daughter. Ooops!" she giggled as her mother's thin skirt suddenly dropped to the floor, leaving her voluptuous body totally open in the back. They were rewarded by a sharp, appreciative intake of breath from Brad. Melissa took a quick look and saw her boyfriend's eyes were wide and round, their dark depths totally absorbed in the vision of female pulchritude on display. She brazenly caressed her mother's naked ass cheeks, squeezing them firmly to show off their rounded voluptuousness before giving Brad a wink and pulling her parent's buttocks apart to completely expose her mother's brown, puckered anus. Her mother willingly cooperated by thrusting her ass outwards, forcing her ass cheeks to spread completely.

"Nice, Mom!" Keith chuckled appreciatively. "You've got such a fine ass!"

"She really does!" Brad agreed in a voice grown husky with arousal.

"I'm glad you boys like it," Margaret giggled throatily. "You don't think it's too fat?"

"No!" both boys responded in unison.

"It's just perfect," Brad added with feeling. "You're so beautiful. Everywhere," he emphasized.

"Wow," Margaret murmured. "If you're not careful, I could get used to being appreciated like this."

"Wait until you feel how amazing it feels to be appreciated with both their dicks inside you at once!" Melissa promised, breathing deeply now from her own arousal.

"Hmm! I can't wait!" her mother whispered back.

"Well, you're going to have to wait a little longer, Mom," Melissa giggled mischievously. "First we're going to let Brad see what you look like when you come. Ready to turn around and let him see the rest of you?"

"Sure," her mother panted, "As long as you keep your promise about letting me come! I'm dripping so much out of my pussy already it's dribbling down to my knees!"

"Oooh, I like the sound of that!" Melissa moaned softly. "Okay, turn around now. And put your arms up over your head so your fans get the complete view," she advised as she guided her mother around.

"Damn!" Brad grinned, his eyes wide and gleaming with blatant arousal as they ran up and down the entire length of Margaret's body, taking in her large, firm breasts with both nipples puckerd and erect, the soft, rounded curves of her tummy, the plump, smooth thighs, and finally coming to rest on her shaved cunt, the labia protruding fully from sexual excitement, purple and wrinkled.

"Isn't she amazing?" Keith asked him, his fingers still sensuously stroking the length of Brad's iron-hard prick through the sheer material of his sister's panties.

"They both are!" Brad replied fervently. "I'm amazed it took you this long to have sex with both of them! Ohhhh, fuck!" he groaned suddenly as Melissa slithered her fingers down in between her mother's legs and scooped up a glistening load of the woman's quim from her thighs up to her pussy before proferring the obscene contents to Margaret's lips. Melissa's mother suckled the fingers lasciviously, her eyes locked with Brad's as she did.

"Shit, Keith! Stop touching me!" Brad demanded urgently, firmly pushing the older boy's fingers away from his straining prick. "Sorry, but I damn near came just now! This is one of the sexiest things I've ever seen!"

Keith laughed in understanding. "Yeah, I gotta' agree." He gently pulled Brad's fingers away from his own yearning erection as well. "I think we'd better just watch for now."

"Right," Brad nodded, his face flushed and his breathing deepening. Both boys watched in pruient fascination as Melissa began sliding her fingers in and out of her mother's dank and oozing pussy slit, wet, sloppy noises emanating from it with each stroke.

"God, Mom! You weren't kidding! I've never felt you this wet before!" Melissa exclaimed. "You must really like showing off like this," she murmured more quietly into her mother's ear.

"Well, yeah, I do," Margaret groaned with lewd pleasure as her daugther's fingers began to occasionally tease her turgid clit. "Especially with- oooh! Such an appreciative- unnngghhh! Appreciative audience," she giggled breathlessly. "But to tell the truth- ohhh! Oh, God! I've pretty much been- hunngghh! Really worked up- hoh! All day! Oh, shit, that feels so good! Gaaaggghh!" she gasped as Melissa used her free hand to cup one of her mother's large, firm breasts and begin to knead the hard nipple between her fingers. "Ohhhh, fuck! I've missed your touch- ohhhh! Oh, God! So much, love! You always know- hoooof! Just what to do to turn- hoh! Turn me on!"

"I've missed you, too, Mom," Melissa replied, her own voice thick with lust. "And yeah, I could tell you were already totally hot and ready just from how fast you came when Steph and I sucked your tits in the hallway at John's!"

"Yeah- unngghhh!" her mother grunted as Melissa began to step of the tempo of her incestuous finger-fucking, "That kind of- hoh! Oh, fuck! Kind of took me by surprise- haaaggghh! Surprise, too!"

"Speaking of John, Mom," Melissa asked slyly as her fingers continued to plunge relentlessy in and out of her mother's freely flowing pussy, "What did you manage to do with him there in the living room this afternoon?"

"Why- unnngghh! Why are you asking me?" Margaret gasped, glancing at the two boys watching from the bed; they seemed as interested in the conversation as they were in ogling the depraved, incestuous scene before them. "John told me you were spying on us!"

"Hey, I just came to check on you," her daughter laughed, completely unrepentant. "And all I saw was you passed out on top of him. So what happened? I'm guessing you didn't actually fuck, right?"

"N-no," Margaret groaned, finding it more and more difficult to carry on a coherent conversation. "I- oh, God! Love, I can't- hoh! Can't even think straight- unnnnggghhh! Let alone talk while- ohhhh! While you're doing that- huuunngggghh! To me! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Oh, God!"

"That's right, Mom," Melissa grinned, perspiration beginning to form on her face from her perverted exertions between her mother's legs, "So just spit it out and don't try to hold anything back. You know how this works – you've done it to me enough times!"

"Haaagghhhh!" her mother croaked, "I just- ohhhh! We- hunngghhh! We got naked- unngghhh! For the first time, and- hoh! Hoh! Hoh! And he's so beautiful! And I- oh, God! I swallowed him! Hunngghh! I swallowed his huge fucking cock- aaagghh! All the way down my throat- oh, fuck! Oh, God! I'm getting close!"

"Just keep talking, Mom," Melissa advised, breathless herself from her efforts and her own excitement. "As soon as you tell us everything, I'll let you come!"

"Haaagghhh!" her mother howled hoarsely, "I'll- ohhhh! Oh, fuck! I'll try! Hunngghhh! Oh, God! He came in my throat, Melissa! Oh, God! Haagghhh! He shot his come straight down- unnngghhh! Straight down into my stomach! I- hoooof! Oh, fuck! I didn't spill a drop! Unngghhh! Unngggh! Unggghh!"

"And then what happened?" Melissa prompted, eager to take advantage of her mother's lust-crazed vulnerability to hear the entire tale before the woman climaxed.

"And then- hoh! Hoh! Hoh!" her mother gasped, "He licked me! He licked me so good! Haggghhh! Oh! Oh! Oh! And he made me c-come! Unngghhh! He made me come so hard! And I pissed- unnnggh! I pissed all over his face- oh, God! When I came- hunngghhh! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! And he drank it all! Haaagghhh! And he said he loved it! And- oh, God! I can't stop it! Here it comes! Oh, fuck, love! You're making me- aaagghhh! Making me come! I- haaaaaiiiiiiiiieeeeee!" Margaret filled the room with a shrill, tortured scream as the orgasm that had been building for several minutes finally unleashed itself through her lush, curvaceous figure, making her shudder and writhe as Melissa held her squirming, spasmodically jerking body tightly, supporting her as each new, rhythmic pulse of ecstasy shot unremittingly up and down her.

Melissa glanced quickly at Brad and Keith as they watched the lewd display. Their eyes were both huge and gleaming with raging lust, though neither appeared to dare to touch their cocks, probably for fear of ejaculating before they wanted to. She felt her hand suddenly drenched even further and realized that her mother had released her bladder, letting her pungent urine spill down from Melissa's still-working fingers and onto the bedroom carpet. Melissa found herself incongruously wondering if they were going to have to put waterproof coverings on all the carpets in the home as well before her attention snapped back to the pattern of her mother's breathing. She realized, from the similarity in sounds to her own pre-unconsciousness gasping, that her mother was almost at the point of passing out, so she hastily withdrew her fingers from the woman's still throbbing clit, allowing her mother's orgasms to finally start to recede.

Instead, Melissa took the opportunity to lick the sharp-flavored pee from her own fingers, smiling to herself at the way both boys' cocks twitched in response to her depraved action. As her mother's desperate panting slowly began to fade to more normal heavy breathing, Melissa dipped her fingers once more in between her parent's fleshy thighs, gathering up more of the woman's orgasmic fluids and eagerly sucking them off her fingers.

The reaction was a simultaneous moan of libidinous arousal from not only the two boys but from Melissa's mother as well. "Let me...let me taste myself," she begged her daughter between deep, heaving breaths. Melissa eagerly complied and for several long moments she continued to feed her mother – as well as herself – gleaming fingerfuls of pussy juice mixed with pungent urine.

"Damn!" Brad groaned at last, "That- that was one of the hottest, most amazing things I've ever seen. I damn near came even without Keith touching me."

"Me, too," Keith grinned. "Welcome home, Mom! What are we going to do next?" he asked eagerly.

"Wow!" his mother grinned almost shyly. "I'm glad I was able to please you. As you can tell, I was a bit pleased myself. In fact," she added, twisting her head around to view Melissa, "If you hadn't stopped when you did, I would have blacked out for sure!"

"Yeah, I could tell," Melissa grinned, planting a heartfelt kiss on her mother's lips. "You sound just like I do when you're about to pass out, so I knew to back off. We'll save the passing out for later, like, when we're already lying down, okay, Mom?"

"Hmm, it sounds like this has been happening pretty regularly, love," Margaret observed. "I take it you enjoy the experience?"

Melissa cocked her head thoughtfully as she somewhat reluctantly withdrew her fingers from her mother's private slit. "Not so much that I like it – sometimes it's kinda' inconvenient, you know? But a lot of times I can't stop it anyway, so yeah, I'm okay when it happens. And everyone always takes good care of me," she added with an appreciative glance at Brad and her brother.

"And we like it when it happens," Brad offered, "Because we know we really made her happy."

"Interesting," Margaret laughed self-consciously. "Your father said much the same thing when I blacked out on him this afternoon."

"Oh, well, there you go," Brad replied, looking highly interested. "So I guess you don't mind it all that much, either?"

"Okay, you got me," Margaret grinned at the dark-haired boy who responded with an impudent grin. "No, no I don't. So if what you're asking is if it's okay to make me come so hard I pass out, the answer is heck yeah." Both boys looked at each other and the knowing grin that passed between them made the older woman mutter ito Melissa in mock alarm, "Oh, brother, I'm really in for it now, aren't I?"

"I think we both are, Mom," Melissa confirmed with a wicked gleam in her eye. "Oh, well. The sacrifices we make..."

"So tell me, Keith, since you seem to have something in mind, what would you like to do next?" Margaret asked her son as she moved over to join the two nude teen boys on the bed. Melissa snuggled in behind her. "Your sister seems to think I might enjoy having two cocks inside me at once."

"Yeah!" Brad blurted enthusiastically, then looked abashed at interrupting the older woman.

"I would absolutely love to do that, Mom," Keith assured his mother with a smoky grin. "Only..." he trailed off.

"What is it, Son?" Margaret asked him. "Don't you know by now there's nothing you could ask for that would offend me?"

Keith nodded and swallowed before answering shyly, "Well, I was just thinking that, if we're gonna' start doing anal sex, maybe it would be nice to all do enemas first."

"Oh, ho!" his mother laughed delightedly. "Did my poor boy not get enough enemas this last week?"

"Uh, actually, we only did it once," Keith admitted, shooting Melissa a quick appeal to intervene and not let him reveal too much.

"It's true, Mom," Melissa chimed in from behind her mother's back. "There were so many other things going on we didn't even remember about that until Thursday."

"Is that right?" Margaret asked in a too-sweet voice. "And did those other things have to do with your brother and your boyfriend discovering their bisexual side?"

"Yep, definitely," Melissa nodded, relaxing now that her mother's line of inquiry didn't seem to be centered around John. "Not to mention other things like me having sex with Dad," she shrugged with a casualness she didn't feel.

"Yes, I think we'll need to talk about that some more," her mother nodded, turning her head to give Melissa a meaningful look before turning once more to face the boys. "Well, then, I think a round of enemas is just the thing to do now. I could use a shower and a shave, too, before we do anything further."

"Yeah, you are a bit rough down there, Mom. Me, too," Melissa admitted. "A good shave sounds nice."

"All right, that's settled then," Margaret beamed at the three young people. "But," she added, looking fixedly at her son and Brad, "Can I also make a request?"

"Anything, Mom!" Keith exclaimed excitedly. "You know we'll all do anything you want!"

"Oh, just hearing you say that warms my insides...some parts more than others," his mother replied mischievously. "But what I really want to see before we call it a night is you two boys making love. I think that would be really beautiful and a real turn-on besides."

Keith and Brad looked at each other with eager grins. "Yeah, we can definitely do that," Keith answered his mother. "So the plan is: enemas, then Brad and I fucking you at the same time, then Brad and I fucking each other?" He looked at Melissa with a frown. "Sis, that doesn't seem to be such a good deal for you."

"Thanks, Keith," Melissa smiled at her brother, pleased at his thoughtfulness, especially as the same thought had occurred to her. "But I'm sure I'll find ways to keep entertained. And besides," she added gallantly, "Tonight is Mom's night – it's all about making her glad to be home."

Keith nodded at her understandingly and then hoisted himself upright. "Then I guess I'd better dig the enema kit out of my suitcase. I haven't unpacked anything yet."

"Good idea," his mother smiled as she, too rose to her feet while Melissa moved to allow her to stand. "And I've got another surprise for you in my bags, too," she promised.

Keith, who had tugged his sister's panties off and had been on his way out the door of the bedroom, stopped and turned with a look of anticipation. His face broke out into a broad grin as his mother, after some rummaging through her suitcase on the floor, emerged with another enema kit, proudly saying, "Ta-da! I thought having two might speed up the process since it now seems to be a family pastime."

"Oh, Mom! You're the best!" Keith cried as he trotted back into the room, took his mother in his arms, and kissed her long and passionately.

As Brad and Melissa looked at each other with bemused expressions, the kiss between her brother and her mother went on longer and longer. When it was clear from the thrusting motions of Keith's hips that he was actually sliding his rock-hard prick in and out of her mother's still-oozing cunt slit, Melissa cleared her throat pointedly, saying, "As much as I get the desire to want to start fucking the minute any of us start kissing, are we still planning on doing enemas? And shaving?"

Keith and their mother stepped apart from each other with unrepentant grins. "Damn, Mom!" Keith cried ardently, "Your pussy is so wet, my cock almost went inside you just standing there!"

"Oh, wouldn't that have been a shame," his mother observed with an evil smile and a smoky glow in her eyes before she nodded at Melissa. "But you're right, my dear. First things first. Shall we head to the bathroom?" she suggested with an inviting hand gesture.

In the bathroom, Margaret took charge. "First, while I get both these kits ready, if anyone actually feels like they need to poop already, go ahead and do that on the toilet now. It makes for less of a mess to deal with later," she advised.

"Uh, actually, I do," Melissa answered, suddenly feeling self-conscious. She realized that, for all the incredibly intimate things they had all done together, including pissing all over each other and squirting feces out of their asses following enemas, she had never before tried to take a shit with other people in the room.

"Go ahead, then, love," her mother nodded with an encouraging smile, noting her momentary hesitation. Realizing she was being ridiculously squeamish, Melissa planted her nude body down on the toilet seat and began straining to push out the contents of her bowels.

"So I guess that means I'll do you two handsome, young men first and then you can do us girls," Margaret grinned with a suggestive waggle of her eyebrows at Keith and Brad. Both of them enthusiastically stepped up to the bathroom sink, but Margaret held up a hand. "Keith, before we get started, would you be a love and get the shower going and warming up? I'll get Brad going first."

As Keith hastened to comply with his mother's request, Melissa realized that no one was paying her the slightest bit of attention, even when turds plopped with a noisy splash into the toilet bowl beneath her, so she relaxed and watched her mother administer the enema to Brad with keen fascination. He had tolerated the experience the first time but had not been nearly the avid enthusiast that Keith was, so Melissa was interested to see how he would handle it this time. She quickly saw that there was no cause for concern. Whether because he now knew what to expect, or because the enema was being administered by her mother – who Brad was clearly falling head over heels in love with, just as she suspected he might – he stolidly accepted the discomfort as his rectum filled and stepped away, clenching his buttocks closed with a somewhat glassy expression on his face.

"You okay, my love," Melissa asked softly as Brad came to stand by her beside the toilet. She decided that there was little enough left inside her that she could risk wiping and did so.

"Yeah, I think so," Brad answered from slightly gritted teeth. Melissa noted with aroused interest that despite pain in his guts, his cock remained rock-hard, jutting straight out in front of him.

"Here, maybe this will help," Melissa giggled softly as she leaned forward and sucked his stiff prick into her mouth, running her tongue over it slowly and teasingly.

"Oh!" Brad gulped. "That- uh, yeah. That definitely takes my mind off, um, other things. Ohhh, God, Mel! I don't ever get tired of the feeling of being in your mouth. Or anywhere else," he grinned weakly.

Melissa's mother watched the interplay between her daughter and Brad with occasional but very interested glances while she inserted the enema hose tip into Keith's ass, noting the instant, ready way her son's anal sphincter relaxed to accommodate the intrusion. She wondered just how well-used the boy's ass had become over the past week; he certainly showed no hesitation about accepting things up his butt. Not that he had even at the start, though, she reminded herself. As she held the rubber bag filled with soapy, warm water up over her head to let the contents drain into Keith's colon, the boy responded with a loud groan of pleasure and his cock sprang up fully, pointing nearly straight upwards.

"You still do love enemas, don't you, my baby," Margaret whispered huskily into Keith's ear as the fingers of her free hand grazed the tip of his raging erection and making the boy shudder.

"God! Uh, better not do that, Mom," Keith warned in a pleading tone. "It's all I can do to keep from coming already. So yeah," he confirmed once his mother's fingers had left his prick, "I really, really do. That feeling of being so totally filled up...it's just..." he trailed off helplessly.

"I know, son, believe me, I know," his mother murmured. "Okay, it's all in. Squeeze tight, baby. The tube is coming out now." Keith nodded in understanding and Margaret withdrew the tip of the hose. Keith dutifully clenched his anus shut. Margaret looked at Melissa. "Our turn now, love. You ready?"

"Definitely," Melissa grinned, her voice already thick with arousal. She delicately wiped herself, then stood and positioned herself at the bathroom counter beside her mother. "Keith? You want to do me?"

"I always want to do you, sis," her brother grinned, "Just like everyone else here. But yeah, I'll give you your enema."

"Brad?" Margaret inquired, "How you doing? You want to give me the same treatment?"

"Uh, well, uh, jeez!" the boy grunted. "I don't know how much longer I c-can hold it in. It really hurts now."

"Well then, for pity's sake, sit down on the toilet and let it out," Margaret laughed. "This isn't some kind of macho contest."

Flashing the woman a grateful smile, Brad flopped down onto the toilet seat and sighed deeply as the liquid contents of his rectum flowed noisily into the bowl. "Ahhh," he groaned in relief before crinkling his nose. "Sorry about the smell."

"Don't worry about it for a moment," Margaret advised gently. "In a couple more minutes it's going to smell four times as bad. That's why bathrooms have fans. Just get on over here as soon as you're done. I'm ready and willing for you to shove this thing up my ass," she added wickedly, holding up the black tip of her enema hose.

Brad swallowed visibly and, allowing himself one cursory wipe with the toilet paper, stood up and hastily flushed the toilet before trotting over to stand behind the thick redheaded woman. "What do I do?" he asked uncertainly.

"Just what I did to you, dear," Margaret coached. Gesturing to the small jar of petroleum jelly on the counter, she instructed, "Just use that to get the tip nice and slippery. If you'd like, you could put some on your finger and shove it up my butt first to make sure I'm really ready," she added disingenuously.

"Oh, Mom!" Melissa laughed. "You're not fooling anyone. Go on, Brad. Finger fuck her ass a few times first, just to give her a special thrill. I- ohh!" she gasped as she felt Keith's lubricated finger push deeply into her own anus. "Not that I mind, Bro, but a little warning first, okay?"

"Ha!" her brother teased. "Since when do you ever need any warning before your're ready to take something up your ass?"

"Is that the pot calling the kettle black?" their mother drily observed before it was her turn to gasp as Brad pushed a finger all the way past her willing anal sphincter. "Ohhh, yes, Brad! That's so very nice."

"Uh, yeah, you're right, Mom," Keith acknowledged easily. "Guilty as charged." He pushed his finger in and out of Melissa's ass hole several more times, making his sister groan with pleasure.

Finally, Melissa had to say, "Keith, as much as I love you fucking my ass – and you know I do – maybe we'd better get on with the enema, huh?"

Keith sighed deeply with mock disappointment. "I suppose you're right. Okay, here comes the hose."

"I'm ready," Melissa nodded and then noted that because of Keith's prior penetration of her anus by his finger, she barely felt the tip enter her and realized she had better consciously clamp down on it or she risked having a messy accident.

"You want another finger, M-Margaret?" Brad asked, still not fully used to addressing his latest lover by her first name.

"Normally, I'd say `Hell, yes'," Margaret laughed throatily, "But I don't dare get it too loose just yet or I won't be able to hold everything in. So go ahead push the tip of the tube up my butt. Uh-huh, that's perfect. Okay, you can let go – I'm holding it in. Now squirt a little soap into the rubber bag and then fill it up with warm water from the tap. Yes, just like that," she encouraged as Brad followed her instructions. "Screw that cap there on at the top so it doesn't spill. Yep, you've got it. Now just hold it up as high as you can until it all drains into me."

As Brad was letting his enema bag fill up her mother, Melissa could feel the contents of the bag her brother was holding filling her up as well. The sensation at first was pleasant, and then frankly arousing, and Melissa felt her cunt juices starting to flow freely in response. It was only at the end that the sensation became somewhat uncomfortable, yet even then the pain somehow served to heighten her sexual excitement. She moaned softly and her thighs squirmed together unconsciously in an attempt to stimulate her cunt more fully.

"It's all in you," Keith advised softly. "Ready for me to pull it out?"

Melissa clenched her anus with determination and nodded, "I'm ready. Only...I'm so fucking horny, too, I can barely stand it!" she croaked hoarsely as she felt the intruding device depart from her ass.

"I know!" Keith hissed in response. "I keep feeling like I'm almost gonna' come, and I don't want to do that until I'm inside Mom!"

"That's good!" their mother chimed in. She glanced over at the steam pouring out of the top of the shower curtain. "I'd say that shower is hot enough now, so we should all get in there and start fucking as soon as possible. Brad, is that bag empty now?" she asked the eighth-grade boy.

"Yep, it sure is," he replied. "Ready for me to take the hose out of you now?"

"Do it!" Margaret demanded. "Just toss the enema stuff in the sink; we'll clean it all up later. Melissa, would you please grab an extra razor from the top left drawer? That way we can both get shaved at the same time after the boys have come in me."

"Sure, Mom," Melissa agreed as she pulled open the drawer as directed and retrieved a new disposable razor. She gave her mother a sidelong glance. "I take it you've decided not to wait any longer to get both their cocks inside you at the same time?"

"You got that right!" her mother answered through gritted teeth as she stepped over to pull the shower curtain aside. "I'm as horny as the rest of you!"

"You gonna' empty your ass before one of them fucks you in it, or squirt it all over them at the same time?" Melissa asked with a lewd grin as she followed her mother into the tub, quickly followed by the two boys.

"That depends on who's going in my ass and what they want," her mother smiled tightly, her eyes glassy from the extreme pressure in her abdomen.

"Could I be the one in your ass, Mom?" Keith piped up eagerly. "Unless you want to go for it, Brad," he hastily added.

"No, that's cool," Brad replied, stepping in front of Melissa's mother. "I really want to come inside your pussy, Margaret. Is that okay?"

Margaret flung her arms around Brad's neck and pulled him in close. "I would absolutely love that, dear boy," she groaned. She spread her thighs invitingly and seized his very stiff prick in her hand, guiding it into her oozing cunt hole. He moaned with erotic pleasure as his organ slid smoothly all the way to his pubic bone. "Ohhhh! God, yes!" Margaret gasped, "I love the way you feel in me! Keith, I'm ready for you, too," she added.

"Here, let me help," Melissa told her brother as she grabbed the soap bar and began to lather up both Keith's rigid prick and her mother's ass crack and anus. "There, she's totally ready for you, Keith," she informed him. She watched with undisguised lascivious interest as her brother stepped up to their mother's curved body, wrapped his arms around both her and Brad and, helpfully guided by Melissa's hand, pushed his rock-hard dick into his mother's anus. Immediately, foul-smelling liquid began to leak out from around Keith's plunging cock.

"Gaaahhhhh!" Margaret screamed as she felt both boys' pricks filling her up. "Oh, my God! That's incredible!"

"I know, huh?" Melissa grinned, reaching up to caress one of her mother's full, firm breasts and tweak a turgid nipple before snaking her arm into the tight space between Brad's and her mother's tummy and working it down to find the woman's clit.

"Haaaggggghhhh!" her mother shrieked in immediate response to her daughter's fingers firmly flicking back and forth across her sensitive clitoris. "Oh, fuck, baby! You're- hunngghhh! Gonna' make me come- aaaggghhh! Come so fast that way! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Oh, God!" Margaret panted.

"Honestly, Mom? I don't think either of our guys is going to last all that long, either, so you might as well go for it!" Melissa chuckled huskily.

"As if- hunnngghhh! Oh, God! As if I had a choice when- haaagghhh! When you're all- hoh! Oh, fuck! When you're all doing that to me!" her mother groaned, panting heavily.

This suited Melissa just fine because even though she'd meant what she'd said earlier about tonight being all about welcoming her mother home, the fact remained that in this particular session everyone else was getting a lot more out of it than she was. Keith had his eyes squeezed shut tightly as he plunged in and out of their mother's rectum, squirts of pungent liquid shooting out of the woman's anus onto the tub floor with each of her son's incestuous thrusts. Melissa could tell from his ragged breathing that he was very close to orgasm, and that he still hadn't appeared to have released the contents of his own bowels yet; she guessed that he was trying to hold out until he himself climaxed. Brad was continuing to slam his completely stiff prick into Melissa's mother's cunt hole, but his face was now craned forward to avidly suckle first one of ver mother's breasts and then the other. Melissa felt a brief pang of jealousy since her own boobs, as preternaturally large as they were, couldn't compete in size with her mother's and Brad was clearly entranced by them. She reconciled herself by the thought that she found her mother's breasts beautiful and highly arousing, too, so she could hardly blame her boyfriend for appreciating them.

Meanwhile, Melissa's mother appeared to have taken her daughter's advice and was now shrieking at the top of her lungs as the two boy's plunging cocks and Melissa's incestuously twiddling fingers were driving the woman into a prolonged series of climaxes. As her mother's body shuddered and writhed spasmodically, Melissa felt an additional warm stream of liquid falling on her toes and realized her mother was pissing herself involuntarily once more, adding to the steady flow of shit-filled fluid that continued to squirt from her ass as Keith pounded his cock into her from behind. With a mental shrug, Melissa allowed her own bladder to release along with the excrement and water from her ass, adding to the olfactory mélange filling the enclosed tub space and splashing all over the floor of the tub.

And then, with a howl of pure, animal lust, Keith began to shoot jet after jet of his seed into their mother's ass while at the same time he finally allowed his own anal sphincter to relax and he squirted furious streams of reeking juice from his ass onto the floor of the tub. Melissa did her best to ignore all the foul odors and focus instead on driving her mother out of her mind by furiously diddling her parent's rhythmically pulsing clit, triggering new, unstoppable orgasms hard on the heels of each on before. As Melissa heard Brad groan and begin to ejaculate into her mother's throbbing vagina, she felt the woman go completely limp in her arms and knew they had succeeded in driving her into unconsciousness.

"Hold her up, guys!" Melissa warned. "She's fainted." The twelve-year-old girl finally relented and stopped tweaking her mother's clit, though she left her hand in place to help support her mother's flaccid body. As the boys stood there, panting, and trying to recover their breath, Melissa busied herself by pushing every fleck of shit on the tub floor down the drain. The overpowering stench gradually began to clear, much to her relief.

It wasn't long before Melissa heard her mother groan and knew she was returning to full awareness. "Ohhh, holy fuck!" Margaret groaned. "That was – shit! That was incredible!"

"You okay, then, Mom?" Melissa asked.

"Ohhh, so much better than okay," her mother replied with a deep, satisfied sigh. "We're definitely going to have to try that again when we're all not quite so turned on at the start so we have time to enjoy it longer. That's- ohhh! What are you doing, Keith? That feels funny," she suddenly commented, stretching her neck around to try to look her son in the face.

"I'm pissing in your ass, Mom," Keith grinned. "That's another new trick we learned this week. Do you like it?"

"Holy shit, I sure do!" Margaret murmured breathlessly. "I love it! I- ohhh! Now are you doing the same thing, Brad?" she asked, whipping her head around to gaze into the dark-haired boy's eyes.

"I sure am," Brad grinned. "Melissa loves it when we do that, so I figured you would, too."

"Well, you've got that right," Margaret beamed at him. "I can't wait to learn about all the other new things you've learned."

"Well, we could do it again later tonight in bed," Melissa suggested. "It's even more fun when you can squirt it all out afterwards onto someone who appreciates it. Plus it's a lot nicer doing it after everyone's been cleaned out with an enema," she added.

"My, my, you really have turned into the experienced, kinky slut, haven't you?" Margaret asked her daughter. Melissa shrugged unrepentantly. "Well, since you did suggest it, would you like to get underneath me now so you can get the full benefit when the boys pull out of me?"

Melissa's answer was to drop instantly to her knees, scoot her body in underneath her mother's crotch, and look upward with a look of open-mouthed anticipation. "That's definitely a yes, I'd say," her mother snorted. "Okay, my sexy hunks, time to slip out and let the floodgates open," she advised the two boys, her eyes glittering with arousal.

Without preamble, both Brad and Keith pulled their rapidly receding dicks out of Margaret's nether orifices and Melissa's entire head and face was instantly drenched in a pungent mixture of piss, semen, and enema outfall. She quickly shut her eyes against the stinging and almost as quickly shut her mouth as soon as she felt flecks of leftover excrement hit her tongue. Spitting furiously to clear the foul taste, she settled for simply feeling the flow of all her lover's bodily secretions cover her completely.

"Got a bit more than you bargained for, huh?" her mother asked sympathetically as Melissa shook her head back and forth under the stream of water as she knelt on the floor.

"Uh, yeah," Melissa acknowledged with a grimace as she carefully wiped her eyes before getting to her feet. "That's, um, a lot more fun once everyone's ass is completely cleaned out first," she commented ruefully.

"Huh," her mother remarked drily, "I don't know whether to be amazed or gratified to learn that even you draw the line somewhere when it comes to kinky sex practices."

Melissa shot her mother a black look but decided the whole thing was more funny than anything else, so she shrugged with a low chuckle, "I'm sure there will be other things I find I'm not into, but right now shit is at the top of the list. Piss, yes. Shit, no," she declared firmly.

"Okay, you all heard that," her mother said with an amused look at both boys, who nodded in understanding. "So first, thank you all for sharing that incredible experience with me, and I can't wait for the next time we do that," she announced with genuine appreciation.

"And wait until you get to try two cocks in the same hole," her daughter grinned.

The look Margaret gave her daughter was genuinely shocked. "My God! You guys have actually tried that?" She distractedly took the soap and began to lather up the bodies of the three young people to start to clean them all off.

"Oh, yeah," Keith confirmed. "Melissa loved it and so did Brad and me. The, uh, well, you know, the way our cocks felt sliding against each other was pretty much a total turn on for us, too."

Margaret glanced at Brad, who shyly nodded in agreement. "I'm- damn! I don't know what to say! It sounds amazing, but I can honestly say that's one that had never even occurred to me," the curvaceous redhead shook her head, incredulous. "But now that you mention it, Hell yes, that's definitely something to add to the list." She continued soaping and washing her shower mates, grinning wickedly as Melissa gasped with pleasure when Margaret's fingers slithered into her daughter's cunt slit. "Now that you are all so much more experienced than me," she added with a tight smile, "I'm looking forward to you all educating me. Anything interesting you tried that I should know about?" she asked with a studiously casual tone.

"Well," Brad answered slowly, "I don't know if it's anything you'd really want to try, but there was the time Mel took both our cocks in her mouth at the same time and crammed them in so far that when we both came, it, uh, kinda' came out her nose."

"Ohhh! That doesn't sound fun!" Margaret answered. "Please don't tell me you enjoyed that," she frowned at her daughter.

"No, not one bit!" Melissa exclaimed with some heat. "I couldn't breathe!" Her face softened. "But then Brad saw I was in trouble and without thinking, he just sucked everything out of my nose. And this was before he'd even really thought about whether or not he might be bisexual. He just did it `cause he saw I needed help." She gave Brad a tender look. "That was when I first realized what an amazing guy he is. I liked him before that, but that was when I really started to fall in love with him."

Margaret blinked. "That- that's actually a really moving story. I'm glad it all worked out well." She shot a warning look at both boys, "But in case you were wondering, no, I have no desire to try that."

"Yeah, we get it," Keith assured her. "It really was an accident and it never happened again."

"But it is something you might want to watch out for," Melissa couldn't resist adding with an evil grin. "Based on the amount of John's come you were covered with when you arrived this afternoon, I somehow get the idea that he comes an awful lot at a time." She ignored the quick, knowing looks between the two boys. "So you might want to be careful when he comes in your mouth."

The look Melissa's mother gave her was such an adorable mixture of embarrassment and eager lust that Melissa had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. "Hmmm, well, yes," her mother mumbled at last, her cheeks turning bright red, "I'll try to keep that in mind. Say," she said, quickly changing the subject, "If everyone's all cleaned up, Melissa and I need to shave ourselves."

"Let us do that, Mom!" Keith blurted eagerly. "Melissa's been letting us help with that all week, so we know how."

"Is that so?" his mother murmured. "Why am I not surprised? Of course you may. Brad, since you're our special guest tonight, would you do the honors and shave my cunt for me?" she asked, giving the boy such a smoldering look that he visibly gulped, but he grinned eagerly and, taking the proferred razor, lowered himself to his knees on the floor of the tub between the older woman's legs. Keith did the same and started in on his sister's stubbly vulva.

For several minutes, Melissa and her mother braced themselves next to each other at the end of the tub while the two boys bent to their lascivious tasks in earnest. "Very, very nicely done, Brad," Margaret purred when he had finished. With a sidelong glance at Melissa, Margaret murmured, "And I'm sure my daughter also taught you the best way to make sure you didn't miss anywhere?"

Brad grinned up at Margaret and grinned, giving a big nod before thrusting his face into his older lover's crotch, licking her pussy thoroughly and enthusiastically. Keith echoed the younger boy's lewd attentions in his sister's cunt and within minutes, both females were gasping and groaning with pleasure. Melissa pulled Keith's head more tightly into her crotch, urging him to tongue her twat more vigorously. She desperately needed to come and she ground her cunt into her brother's face fiercely.

"Hoh, God!" Melissa moaned, already panting heavily, "Lick me just like that, Bro! God! I need to come so bad! Hunngghhh! Hunggghhh! Oh, fuck! Fuck, yes, Keith! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh!" she gasped as her brother's tongue found her clit and began to suck it ferociously. "Haaaaghhh! Do it, Keith! Suck my cock! Suck my hard, little cock! Haaaggghhhh! I love the way you suck my cock!"

Inspired by her daughter's depraved yowling and the insistent pressure of Brad's tongue running up and down Margaret's dripping cunt slit, she began to writhe and moan in turn. "Ohhh, Brad! You lick me so good! Hunnnghhh! God, girl, you taught him well!"

"Hoh! Unngghh!" Melissa grunted. "Thanks! Hoh! Oh, God! Stephanie- hunnggghhh! Stephanie helped, too! Oh, fuck, Keith! God! You're doing it! Oh, fuck! Not too- oooohhh! Not too much longer!" she gasped as her brother intensified the tempo of his incestuous cunnilingus.

"So you- oooohhh! You like to lick- unnnggghh! Your sister's pussy- hoh! Oh, God! Just like Keith does, huh?" Margaret panted heavily.

"Hmm-hmm," Brad nodded in affirmation, his tongue never leaving the voluptuous woman's throbbing cunt.

"Hoh! Oh, God! I can't wait to see that!" Margaret groaned as Brad began to focus more diligently on her large and fully erect clitoris. "And- oooohh! And do you like to fuck your sister, too?" she gasped.

"Hmm-hmm!" Brad nodded even more vigorously, which had the effect of stimulating the buxom redhead's clit even more and making her grunt helplessly.

"Ohhhh! Oh, God! This week- hunnggghhh! Is gonna' – unngghhh! Be amazing!" Margaret struggled to speak between the gasps and panting that was rapidly deepening.

"You- oh, God! You're not- hoh! Oh, fuck! Not kidding, Mom!" Melissa groaned in reply. "You haven't- oh, shit! Oh, God! Oh, shit! Oh, God! Haven't seen anything- hunnggghhh! Until you've seen- unnngghhh! Steph really- hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Really get going!" she swore fervently.

"I- ohhh! I can't wait!" her mother groaned. "God! Your boyfriend- oooohh! Is really good! I'm just about to come already!" she gasped.

"I'm- hoh! I'm there, Mom!" Melissa cried. "Oh, God, Keith! Do that! Do that! Do that! Suck my cock, Keith! Haaggggghhhh! Suck my cock and make me come!" she screamed as her brother passionately sucked on her erect clit just as if it were a tiny prick. "It's- hoh, God! Here it comes! I'm- fuuuucckk! I'm coming! I'm- haaaaaiiiiiiieeeeee!!!" she screamed shrilly as the climax that had been simmering between her legs for hours finally erupted and consumed her entire, pubescent body.

Even while Melissa's body was jerking and shuddering in the throes of a gut-wrenching climax, her mother's obscene vocalizations rose to an incoherent shriek as Brad lashed her rhythmically pulsing clitoral nub as Margaret's own orgasm roared through her. Her fingers clenched and unclenched spasmodically as wave after ecstatic wave of electric jolts coursed up and down her. She flailed out with her hand to clumsily seize her daughter's and their fingers entwined as their climaxes overwhelmed them.

Finally, Melissa pushed Keith's head firmly away. "Don't!" she gasped, "Don't want to- hoh! Pass out here!" she explained between chest-heaving breaths. Her mother copied the motion and eased Brad's face out of her crotch as well. "Thanks!" Melissa panted when her breath had recovered enough to speak coherently. "God! I needed that so bad! That should hold me over at least until we can all get into bed," she added with a mischievous look at her mother. "You okay, Mom?" she grinned weakly.

"Definitely," her perspiring parent nodded with a satisfied smile. "Much, much better than shaving alone. Thank you, Brad," she added, pulling him to his feet and then planting a sloppy, wet kiss on the boy's lips. "Hmmm," she murmured as the kiss ended. "I do love the way I taste. Okay," she went on in a more businesslike tenor, "Anyone else need to do anything before we get out of the shower? Anyone still got any poop inside? Now's the time to get rid of it," she advised, still a trifle breathless. When everyone assured her they were ready to get out, she turned off the shower tap and they all exited to start drying off, a process that involved much grabbing, groping, teasing, and giggling, but eventually they were all dry except for Margaret's and Melissa's hair which they wrapped in towels for the short journey to the master bedroom.

Once all four naked lovers had arranged themselves on the bed, the three young people looked expectantly at Margaret. "What?" she asked, slightly puzzled. "Why are you all looking at me? I didn't think I was in charge tonight?"

"Well, it is your welcome home party, Mom,' Keith explained. "What would you like to do now?"

His mother scrutinized her son's cock which had regained only around half of a full erection. "Well, if it's up to me, since it looks like the two of you could use just a little more recovery time, I really want to lick Melissa's pussy. I've been missing that as much as your cock," she grinned, her eyes gleaming.

"Sounds good to me, too," Melissa smirked, "Especially since if we lick each other into a couple of mind-blowing orgasms, that's one of the best things to get our men hard again, don't you think?"

"Why, love, I do believe you might be right," her mother smiled sweetly.

"Could we, um, break out some of the toys, too?" Melissa asked shyly. "I've come to really love a vibrator up my ass while I'm licking pussy."

"What an excellent idea," her mother agreed with a blatant leer. She shifted her body around to be able to reach her nightstand, retrieving a couple of vibrators as well as the bottle of baby oil. At her son's inquiring look she smiled and said, "I thought you guys might need this in a little bit when you two are ready to fuck each other."

Keith colored slightly but nodded and said, "Yeah, good idea. Sorry," he shook his head, "Even though everyone else knows about Brad and me, I'm still not completely used to everything being out in the open."

"Well, for what it's worth, I'm very pleased that you were able to make that realization about yourselves – both of you," Margaret added with a warm smile for Brad as well. "And I am very much looking forward to seeing how you two please each other," she finished, her eyes gleaming with arousal. And also, I thought the baby oil might come in handy for getting these vibrators up our asses, too."

"Yeah, that does make sense," her son laughed, relaxing. "Uh, actually, would you happen to have a couple more in there? Brad and I both found that having a vibrator up our ass makes us come really hard, too. If not, we've got some in our bags," he added with studied nonchalance.

"Oh?" Margaret asked, almost visibly pricking up her ears. "And where, if I may ask, did you get those?"

"John got them for all of us," Melissa chimed in quickly. "He said it was only fair since you'd gotten one for Stephanie."

Now it was Margaret's turn to blush. "Hmm, well, yes, of course, that makes sense. And did he come up with that idea on his own?" she pressed.

"Not exactly," Melissa admitted, choosing her words carefully. "We'd been talking about using the one you'd gotten for Stephanie and me and how much the boys liked it, too, so he just said he needed to do something to, um, alleviate the impending vibrator shortage, as he put it," she finished with a limp smile.

"Okay, okay, I get it!" her mother laughed and Melissa relaxed. "What's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander. Or vice versa, in this case," she added as an afterthought. "Well, if you boys already have your favorite toys, then you might as well go get them, because something tells me none of us are leaving this room tonight." Keith and Brad both eagerly excused themselves, leaving Melissa alone with her mother.

Margaret took the baby oil and one of the vibrators and coated the shaft of it thoroughly before handing both to Melissa. "Would you mind lubing my ass and shoving this into me, sweetie? Then I'll do the same for you," she asked her daughter.

"Oh, God, yes!" Melissa laughed with delight. "I still can't believe you're finally home! I missed you so much!" she declared as she squirted a bit of oil into her mother's anus and began to work a pair of fingers in and out past her parent's already loose sphincter.

"Hmm, not too much, from what I've heard already," her mother responded huskily, reveling in the feel of Melissa's fingers up her ass.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, Mom," Melissa clarified, "It was an amazing week. It just would have been so much better if you had been there to share it all."

"Well, I'm not sure John would have approved of that," her mother sniffed dubiously.

"Are you kidding, Mom?" Melissa rejoindered. "You two are totally ga-ga over each other. Trust me, if John knows it's something you want to do, he's going to be there with bells on," she promised.

"So, um, you're sure he doesn't know about all this? I mean, what I do with you kids?" her mother persisted with a worried frown.

"No!" Melissa said emphatically. "We haven't said a thing to him. That's for you and him to talk about," she asserted. "You haven't said anything about it to him yet, have you?"

"God, no!" Margaret exclaimed, looking worried. "I know I have to at some point. I just don't know how or when," she said softly with an abject expression.

At that point, both boys reentered the bedroom brandishing their gleaming vibrators, so Melissa just said quickly to her mother, "We'll talk later; I've got an idea." To Brad and her brother she brightly said, "Mom's already got her vibrator up her ass. You want to get my ass all slippery and put mine in me and I'll do the same for you?"

Amazingly enough, both boys readily agreed to that plan. Melissa smiled lasciviously as she saw both of their cocks beginning to swell rapidly the instant she put the loudly buzzing sex toys up their bung holes. While her fingers were still oily, she also coated their growing erections which made them shine, glistening in the soft bedroom light. Both Keith and Brad then curled up together, Keith holding Brad in his arms from behind and slowly sliding his hand up and down the slick shaft of Brad's nearly fully erect cock. Brad eagerly reached down between his legs and pulled Keith's cock up between his own legs so he could tease the shiny head of his boyfriend's organ. Keith groaned with pleasure and began to thrust his prick in and out of Brad's groin. Thus settled in, they both turned their libidinous gazes to Melissa and her mother.

Melissa shifted her body to lie atop her mother and placed her knees on either side of her parent's head. Margaret wasted no time in starting to enthusiastically and noisily lap and suck on her daughter's drenched, oozing cunt. With a groan of erotic pleasure, Melissa happily thrust her face into her mother's crotch and buried her tongue in the voluptuous woman's pussy. In less than a minute, both females were grunting and moaning with excitement as they ground their sensitized cunts into each other's mouths.

Melissa glanced up occasionally from her increasingly passionate incestuous cunnilingus to observe the boys. For a while they seemed to be content to simply watch her and her mother pleasuring each other; then they began to kiss each other ardently, their tongues clearly writhing obscenely in each other's mouths.

But when she looked up once more and saw that Brad had rolled onto his back and had pulled the vibrator out of his anus in preparation for Keith to begin anally fucking him, Melissa called out sharply, "Hey! Guys! Remember, Mom wants to see you fucking, too." She was panting heavily now with arousal. "Can you hold off- ooohhh! Until we both- hunnggghh! Both come? It- hoh! Oh, God! Won't be long now- unnnggghh! I promise!" she gasped, waiting only long enough to see both boys sheepishly turn and resume their slow stroking of each other's pricks before the plunged her face into her mother's cunt once more and resumed her fevered licking of her mother's engorged clit.

True to her word, in only a couple more minutes, both Melissa and her mother were emitting cunt-muffled shrieks, their bodies trembling and writhing as huge climaxes overwhelmed them. Melissa clung to her mother's jerking thighs tightly as she tried to keep her mouth firmly pressed against the woman's rhythmically throbbing clit. She was delighted to suddenly taste warm, acrid fluid in her mouth and unreservedly sucked and lapped up her mother's urine. The intimate kinkiness of the gesture was enough to trigger a successive orgasm in Melissa's still climaxing pussy, and shortly thereafter she was able to allow her bladder to relax and release her own stream of piss into her mother's mouth, too. With an audible groan of pleasure, her mother greedily sucked and licked as much as she could.

To Melissa's relief, the distraction afforded by the opportunity to drink her daughter's pee meant Margaret stopped her relentless buzzing of Melissa's throbbing clit, and the girl's climax began to recede before it drove her into unconsciousness. "Whooo!" she exhaled loudly once she had recovered enough to speak. "That was incredible, Mom! And thanks for the extra present there at the end. It made me start coming all over again the minute you pissed in my mouth!"

"Yep, I did the same," her mother panted, "As soon as you started filling my mouth, too." She raised her head up from beneath Melissa's thighs to look at the two nude boys beside them on the bed. "And did I hear you two were actually going to start without letting me see?" she asked pointedly.

"Uh, yeah, sorry, Mom," Keith blushed. "We, uh, well, you guys were looking so hot we just kinda' got carried away."

"Well, I'm glad your sister caught you in time," Margaret sniffed, patting Melissa's creamy, plump thigh to signal her to move off her face. As her daughter did so, Margaret went on, "But I'm definitely not too busy to watch now," she informed them, her eyes glittering with excited anticipation. "Please continue. I really want to watch my boys make love to each other," she added huskily.

Melissa scooted around behind her mother and cradled the woman in her arms so they could both observe as Brad once more twisted onto his back, pulling his knees up close to his chest in wanton invitation to Keith to plunge his rock-hard prick up his anus. Keith unhesitatingly moved in between his lover's splayed thighs and guided his cock into Brad's anus which, Melissa was amused to see, was already flexing in shameless anticipation.

As Keith entered Brad, his cock sliding effortlessly into the younger boy's well-lubricated asshole, Brad wrapped his legs around Keith's body, digging his heels into the blond teen's muscular buttocks and pulling Keith's prick deeply into his rectum. As Brad then reached up to put both arms around Keith's neck and pull his lips down for a passionate, loving kiss, Melissa heard her mother give a deep sigh.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Melissa whispered in her mother's ear.

"It really is," Margaret sniffed, feeling emotional tears welling up in her eyes. "I never expected that my son having sex with another boy would be so incredibly loving. I'm- I'm just so happy for him. For both of them. Although," she added, in a voice choked with feeling, "I guess knowing Keith, I shouldn't be surprised. I should have known that whatever he commits to he commits to with all his heart and soul as well has his body. He certainly did with me."

"With me, too," Melissa nodded, feeling her eyes starting to brim as well. "And to Stephanie." She managed to stop herself before including John in the list of people Keith loved with all his heart.

"Hmm, yes," her mother murmured, "Can't forget about Stephanie, can we?"

Melissa felt her mother's thighs squirming against each other in blatant arousal at the thought of Stephanie. With a throaty chuckle of understanding, Melissa slid her hand down her mother's lush body and pushed a pair of fingers into her parent's completely sopping pussy slit. "No, we can't ever forget about Stephanie, can we, Mom," Melissa whispered in her mother's ear as she began to slide her fingers sensuously up and down the length of the woman's oozing crevice.

"Ohhh, my beautiful baby," Margaret sighed in libidinous pleasure even as her eyes never left the two young boys earnestly fucking in front of her, "You always make me feel so good."

"I'm really glad, Mom," Melissa murmured throatily, feeling her own arousal ramping up quickly as she watched Keith plowing his cock into Brad's ass as they continued to kiss passionately.

"Do you- do you think Stephanie will still be interested in me?" Margaret asked softly. "I thought so the way she was acting this afternoon. But after hearing about all the incredibly sexy things you guys all got up to this week, now I'm worried I'll be kind of a letdown for her."

"Oh, God, Mom! She sure will be!" Melissa snorted in disbelief at her mother's sudden insecurity. "She wasn't faking anything with you this afternoon. Believe me, that girl wants to get you into bed just as much as you do her. Stop worrying, Mom," she said, giving her mother a reassuring squeeze with the arm that wasn't occupied fingering the woman's cunt.

"Thanks, my baby," Margaret sighed, squeezing her daughter's enfolding arm. "It really seemed like it earlier, but then I just got to thinking, and..."

"Mom," Melissa interrupted gently but firmly. "Stop thinking. Seriously. Just watch our guys make love to each other and let me make you come, too. And tomorrow, you're going to be able to fill your mouth and your stomach with another one of John's giant loads of come and when you get back home, Stephanie will be ready and waiting for you, I promise. Okay?"

"Ohhhh, God!" Margaret moaned huskily, "Thanks for that comfort, not to mention the reminder of John! Shit! My pussy started gushing like a fountain the minute you put that image about John and his come into my head!"

"Yep, I can definitely feel that, Mom," Melissa commented, feeling her own arousal rising in response to the flood of her mother's quim that had suddenly started to flow over her plunging fingers and down onto the bed below. "We expect a very detailed report about the sendoff you give John when you get back, too," the redheaded girl added firmly.

"Ohhh! Oh, God!" Margaret moaned, her back starting to arch involuntarily in response to her daughter's relentlessly plunging fingers in and out of her cunt slit, "And why- hunnggghh! Why are you so- oooohh! So interested?" she gasped.

"You know why, Mom," Melissa whispered in her mother's ear even while her fingers began to thrust into the woman's cunt hole faster and faster. "I already told you I'm as hot for him as you are. At least let me enjoy him through you," she pleaded, savagely squelching the twinge of conscience at her dissembling to her mother. "Plus I really want us all to be together and the happier you make John and the happier he makes you, the happier I am."

"Okay, fine," Margaret panted heavily, "It's- ohhh! A good thing I like- hunnngghh! Turning you on- ooohh! More than I care- unnnggghh! About my privacy- hoh! Oh, God! Or my dignity! Oh, fuck! Oh, God! I p-promise- haagghh! I'll tell all- hunnggghhh! Only now- haaggghh! I have to come! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! You're doing it! You're making me- unngghh! Making me come! I'm- haaaggggghhhhhh!" and with an incoherent howl, the woman's body began to buck and shudder wildly as Melissa struggled to keep her fingers buzzing her mother's rhythmically throbbing clit.

As Melissa held her frantically climaxing mother, she glanced over at the two boys and instantly realized that both of them were at the point of orgasm as well. Brad's eyes were wide and staring in lewd fascination at Margaret's heaving, jiggling breasts as she jerked in Melissa's arms, his nostrils flaring and his mouth gasping as he clung to Keith's body with his arms and dug into the older boy's ass with his heels, desperately urging his lover to slam his cock ever fasted and deeper into his rectum. Keith's eyes were clenched tightly shut, perspiration dripping from his face and chest down onto Brad as he furiously plunged his cock into Brad's ass.

Melissa relented from her savage twiddling of her mother's clit so that her climax could abate enough the woman would be able to witness the boy's simultaneous orgasms. She was not a moment too soo, for suddenly both Keith and Brad were grunting and yelling at the top of their lungs as their cocks spurted gob after gob of gooey cream, Keith's deeply into Brad's bowels and Brad onto his own and Keith's stomachs.

"Ohhh," Margaret sighed, deeply moved by the intensity of the depraved sight as well as from the lingering tingling and quivering within her own body as her climax finally subsided. "That was – that was just beautiful, my loves," she murmured in a voice thick with sentiment. "I never imagined that sex between two men could be so, well, loving and tender and yet so passionate and frankly hot as Hell. Thank you, my babies. Thank you for sharing that with us," she sniffed. "And thank you, my incredible lover," she added, twisting her head around to see Melissa, "Being able to come like that while watching that incredible, amazing sight and to feel like I was a part of it, even a little bit...that was – there aren't words," she sighed, deeply contented.

Melissa squeezed her mother's body affectionately before looking back at the two boys. Keith was lying atop Brad's body and gazing adoringly into his younger lover's eyes, a sight that made Melissa reluctant to break into their tender moment. Finally, she cleared her throat softly and asked, "And how are you guys doing? That looked like it was pretty intense for both of you," she remarked with keen interest.

Her brother glanced over at Melissa and her mother with such a beatific smile that Melissa had to smile indulgently. Finally Keith responded in a dreamy voice, "It was, well, it was just amazing." He looked down at Brad, "And I can't believe you actually came the same time as I did!" he grinned, "I was totally not expecting that. It was really beautiful that you did, my love," he added softly.

"Yeah, it was as big a surprise to me, too," Brad admitted with a smile. "But the harder you fucked me, the more your body was sliding up and down my dick and the better it was feeling. And then when you started coming like that," he turned his head to look at Margaret, "And, well, the way you looked was more than I could take."

"Yeah, you did seem to have your eyes locked on Mom's luscious boobs as she was coming," Melissa observed teasingly.

"I can't help it," Brad replied with an abashed smile. "You know I love your tits, Mel, more than anything, but your Mom's are, well, you know." He looked directly at Melissa's mother and said fervently, "Margaret, your tits are just amazing, and I love them so much, and watching the way they moved while you were coming just put me over the top. Thank you."

"Well!" Margaret beamed, her cheeks turning pink. "I'm glad I could help in any way. It was certainly worth it if it made the two of you come like that!" she laughed throatily.

"And you don't ever have to apologize for loving Mom's boobs," Melissa chuckled. "God knows I sure love them, too. I hope and pray every day that I'll look as good as her when I'm her age," she added with heartfelt sincerity.

"You will," Brad asserted loyally. An odd expression suddenly crossed his face. "Dude! Are you pissing in my ass?" he asked Keith in surprise.

"Sure am, my love," Keith grinned. "Don't you like it?"

"Oh, you know I love it!" Brad said enthusiastically, pulling Keith's lips down to his and kissing him lovingly. "I love everything you do to me. You know that," he whispered once their kiss ended.

"Yeah, I do," Keith answered, "Just like I love you and everything you do to me."

Melissa empathized completely when her mother suddenly burst into tears. "Ohhh, my beautiful, amazing, sexy boys," she sniveled. "I honestly don't know whether to take you both in my arms and tenderly hold you or to demand that you both fuck me within an inch of my life. I've never been so full of love and so incredibly horny at the same time!"

"Me, too," Melissa sniffed, equally moved. "You guys really are amazing. So, Mom," she asked her mother with a wicked grin, "You want dibs on sucking the piss and come out of Brad's ass or do you want lick Brad's come off his and Keith's tummies now?"

"Oh!" Margaret blurted, "God, that's right!" She glanced back at her daughter. "You really wouldn't mind if I cleaned out Brad's ass?"

"Go for it, Mom!" Melissa laughed. "I've already had the pleasure, and this is your night."

With a throaty giggle, Margaret heaved herself out of her daughter's arms and positioned herself with her head right beside where Keith still had his cock embedded in Brad's rectum. "Okay, Brad," she coached, "Get ready to pucker up tight when Keith pulls out of you and hold it until I can get in position. But once I slap your ass, go ahead and give it to me as hard as you can!"

"Uh, sure, my pleasure," Brad grinned. He looked up at Keith. "Ready when you are," he advised.

"Right. Here we go," Keith warned as he proceeded to slowly and carefully pull his deflating dick out from his younger lover's anus.

The instant his body was away from Brad's, his mother hastily shifted in to take his spot, placing her lips firmly over the eighth-grade boy's tightly clenched sphincter. She slapped his butt sharply and immediately her head jerked as Brad expelled the contents of his bowels forcefully into her mouth. Melissa and Keith both watched in lurid fascination as their mother gulped and swallowed loudly, her throat working visibly as she sucked all the obscene liquid from Brad's ass right down her gullet.

"She's really taking it all, ain't she?" Keith marveled to his sister, his voice husky with arousal at the utter depravity of their mother's kinky action. "Think she's getting any, well, extras?" he asked with a sidelong glance.

"Think she cares?" Melissa shrewdly replied, watching as their mother now appeared to be thrusting her tongue as deeply as she could into Brad's now widely stretched anal opening to extract every last drop, making the boy groan with pleasure.

"No, no, I'd say not," Keith chuckled throatily. "Damn, she really is a red hot Mama, isn't she?"

"Absolutely," Melissa giggled, her eyes smoky with lust. "We are so incredibly lucky to have her." Keith nodded in silent agreement.

Margaret finally raised her head and sighed, "Mmm," licking her lips.

"Wow, Mom," Melissa breathed, "That was incredibly hot! So hot, in fact, that watching you got me totally distracted from my job of licking all Brad's come off his and Keith's tummies," she admitted.

"Oh, well then, would you like some help with that?" her mother purred with a predatory grin.

"That'd be great, Mom," Melissa couldn't help cuckling at her mother's blatant eagerness. "Since you're already there, why don't you clean Brad up the rest of the way and I'll clean Keith up. And then we'll swap," she added with a smoldering look.

"Oh, you bet we will," her mother agreed softly, already moving up Brad's body to give him a complete tongue bath including his balls and cock before continuing on to lap up the drops on his abdomen.

"Come on, Bro," Melissa laughed, "Lie down so I can get you all taken care of, too." Keith readily complied and soon Melissa was happily licking up the shiny smears of jism that had been pressed onto his skin as he and Brad had climaxed together earlier. She had just finished when she felt a tap on her shoulder and, turning, saw her mother with her lips pressed closed and a lurid gleam in her eye. Comprehending her mother's intent, Melissa pushed her lips to her mother's and they immediately began to swirl their respective mouthfuls of Brad's jism between them before swallowing it all greedily.

"So what did you think of sucking the piss and come right out of Brad's ass?" Melissa asked her mother with keen interest when their incestuous come-swap was completed. "Think you might want to do that again?" Since she hadn't tasted anything foul or unpleasant in her mother's mouth when they kissed, Melissa figured that the precautionary enemas had done their job and that her mother had escaped getting any shit in her swallowed mixture.

"Ohhh, my God, Melissa!" Margaret sighed with remembered pleasure, "That was one of the most intense, exciting things I've ever done! My heart is still pounding and I'm so incredibly turned on right now! I totally get why you wanted me to try that," she nodded, her eyes bright with erotic arousal.

"I'm really glad, and yeah, I thought it was incredibly hot when I tried it the other night," Melissa chuckled throatily. "I actually let him spray it all over my face and body first before I moved in to suck the rest out; that was really nice, too."

"Oh, I am so trying that next time!" her mother exclaimed, her breathing starting to deepen with excitement at the vision. "Thanks for being such an amazing teacher for your poor, sexually inexperienced mother," she added with a giggle to show that her feelings weren't hurt.

"Oh, Mom, you know it's not like that," Melissa nevertheless quickly replied. "We're all learning all this together, and I love being able to do that with you." She leaned in and gave her mother an affectionate kiss. "And speaking of which, since you're still as hot and turned on as I am, I suggest you and I do what Stephanie and I did right after I sucked out Brad's ass."

"Oh? And what's that?" her mother asked, looking very interested.

"Put our pussies together and made each other come while pissing right into each other's cunts. You showed me that trick, remember?" Melissa grinned, pleased to be able to remind her mother of something her parent had shared, too.

"Ohhh, God!" Margaret moaned, "That thought just made my pussy start to totally gush. Yes, let's definitely do that again. That would be perfect!" The mother and daughter quickly moved their bodies around to align their crotches against each other while Brad snuggled back into Keith's arms with a contented sigh as they watched Melissa and her mother.

"Here, grab my hands, Mom," Melissa advised once their legs were scissored in between each other and their sopping wet cunts were pushed against the other's, shooting Brad a quick look to acknowledge his contribution to the process. Brad grinned back at her, his eyes glittering with libidinous excitement.

"Ohhhh, yes, Mom!" Melissa groaned as she felt her mother's vulva start to grind against her own. "This is one of my favorite ways to fuck a girl! Ohhh! Shit! It always feels to me like- ohhh! Like our pussies sort of- hoh! Sort of melt together so- oooohh! So it's like we just have- hunnggghh! One cunt and one body! Oh, God, Mom! You're really- hoh! Really getting to me! Unnggghh! You're gonna'- ohhh! Oh, fuck! Make me come- ooohh! Come so fast!" she groaned, panting loudly.

"Go ahead and- hoh! Come, baby!" her mother puffed, beads of perspiration from her exertion and excitement beginning to form on her lip and forehead. "I'm- hungggh! I'm already close, too! Oh, God! I'm gonna'- hoh! Gonna' try to piss- unngghhh! Piss into you- haagghh! When I come! Oh, God! Oh, God! Here it comes! Here it comes! I'm coming! Fuuuuucckkk!" she squealed as her body gave a tremendous, lurching heave and then began shuddering and writhing spasmodically in the throes of an intense climax.

Melissa could feel her entire crotch suddenly flooded with warm liquid and knew that her mother was squirting her pee as she came. She could even feel some of it being forced right up her vagina, and that utterly debauched sensation was enough to put her over the edge as well, and, with an ear-splitting scream, the plump redheaded seventh-grader was jerking and writhing as electric jolts of ecstasy shot up and down the length of her jiggling frame, crying out incoherently as her orgasm continued. She could feel her bladder control giving way and consciously surrendered to the inevitable, actually pushing her hot urine out of her and into her mother's rhythmically pulsing cunt.

This appeared to launch yet another climax in her mother, for the woman began thrashing violently while still attempting to grind her cunt against Melissa's. Both females were continuing to urinate while they came and the result of all their frantic orgasmic motion was that piss was splashing and spraying all over both of their lower abdomens and upper legs. Melissa's mother was still screaming uninhibitedly as her body writhed and Melissa was no less vocal, hoarsely howling and shrieking as another orgasm began even before the previous one had abated, and then another hard on the heels of that climax. She realized that she was undoubtedly going to lose consciousness once more and strongly suspected her mother was headed in the same way. She accepted the inevitable, her last waking thought being that she knew Brad and Keith would take good care of them both.