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The next thing Melissa knew was that her mother appeared to be clambering over her body in bed and the room was completely dark. She could feel Brad's arms wrapped around her from behind, which was a very nice, comforting feeling. "Wha-? What's happening?" she asked blearily.
"Go back to sleep, my baby," she heard her mother whisper. "I have to get up to go pick up John and Stephanie."
"Oh. Oh! Is it that late already?" Melissa asked, gradually coming to her senses.
"No, it's very, very early," her mother advised softly, stroking Melissa's cheek tenderly as her body straddled the girl. "I need to shower and get out the door. But if you're awake enough now, I do have to pee, in case you're interested."
"Uh, M- Margaret, would it be okay if I, uh, drank you up this time?" Brad interjected from beside Melissa quickly even before she could respond.
"Why, Brad!" Margaret exclaimed in surprise. "Would you really like that?"
"Yeah, yeah, I would," he nodded in the gloom. "I like doing it for Melissa and, well, I'd like to try it with you. If you wouldn't mind," he added hesitantly.
"That okay with you, love?" Margaret asked her daughter in a whisper.
Melissa, who was as amazed as her mother at her boyfriend's kinky boldness, replied, "Oh, definitely. As long as you share, my love," she said with a quick glance at Brad.
"Oh, I do believe I've got enough for both of you," Margaret purred. "Since I'm here, my girl, I'll start with you and then finish up with your studly boyfriend, okay?"
"Okay," Melissa grinned, opening her mouth wide. "Give it here," she urged. To her pleased surprise, she suddenly felt Brad worm his way under her mother's fleshy thigh and place his face right alongside hers. "Wow, even better," she murmured. "Both of us, then."
"Huh! You two really are perfect for each other, aren't you?" Melissa heard her mother whisper with a loving chuckle. "Here I go," she warned and then released a strong, pungent stream of warm fluid, directing it first into Melissa's open mouth and then shifting her hips to point it into Brad's. Both of them swallowed the acrid piss eagerly and then, once Margaret's flow had ceased, launched into a tongue-plunging kiss with each other, tasting their combined juices enthusiastically.
"Well, enjoy yourselves," Margaret sniggered as she heaved her voluptuous body off them both. "If you're still awake when I'm leaving, I'll stop and say goodbye," she promised before heading off to the bathroom.
Melissa and Brad continued their ardent kiss, their bodies writhing and wrestling around each other with increasing passion and arousal under the soaked sheets. When Melissa felt Brad's now very hard prick pushing into the crevice between her thighs, she lifted her upper leg to give him access and reached down to pull his stiff organ into her oozing cunt hole. Brad groaned with pleasure as he entered her and he began to fuck her steadily.
By now Keith was stirring on the other side of the bed and grunted hoarsely, "Uh, what's going on?"
"Mom's showering before she goes to pick up John and Steph," Melissa answered him a bit breathlessly as Brad continued to plow in and out of her vagina. "Brad and I are fucking. He's got my front taken care of, but you're welcome to my backside if you'd like," she giggled.
"Yeah, I would," Keith murmured softly. There was a moment's delay during which Melissa realized Keith must have snatched the baby oil from the nightstand for she soon felt slippery fingers lubricating her ass crack and starting to push into her rectum.
"Ooooh, that's very nice, Keith," Melissa moaned as she felt her brother push a second finger past her rubbery sphincter and begin to wriggle the fingers together in her anus in a way that made her gasp with pleasure. "Ohhh! Fuck! That feels so good! Brad's- unnngghh! Got me- ooohh! Going pretty good- hoh! Already, Keith, so you- hunnggghh! Don't have to take too much- oh, God! Too much time getting me- hoh! Getting me ready!" she grunted. "I need you both inside me so much!" she whimpered as she felt her brother relentlessly pushing a third finger into her anus, distending the sphincter remorselessly.
"Yeah, and I really want to feel your cock sliding up and down against mine inside our sexy girl," Brad puffed.
"I- ohhh! I want to feel that, too!" Melissa cried. "Do it, Keith! I'm ready! Shove your- ohhh! Shove your cock up my ass! Shove it- haaagggghhh!" she shrieked as her brother pressed his hard prick forcefully into her stretched anus without preamble, "Oh, God, yes! Just like that! Fuuuuuck! Unbelievable! I- hoh! I never get tired of- hunnggghh! Feeling you both inside me! Oh, God, yes! Do it, guys! Fuck me hard! Oh, yeah! Just like that!" she encouraged hoarsely as both boys speeded up the tempo of their dual penetration. "Ohhh! God! I don't believe it! You guys are gonna'- hoh! Oh, God! Oh, God! Gonna' make me come- hunnggghhh! So fast! Come in me! God! I need to feel it! I need to feel you filling me up! Fuck! Shit! Do it! Come in me! Come in me! I'm- haggghhh! I'm coming! I'm- haaaaaaiiiiieeeee!" she shrieked as her body surrendured to a gut-wrenching climax, bucking and writhing uncontrollably as both boys held her tightly and continued to thrust their raging erections into her at a frantic pace.
Suddenly, both Keith and Brad began to grunt and Melissa felt their cocks jerk rhythmically inside her vagina and rectum and she knew they were shooting their thick jism into her. This was enough to start a second climax even more intense than the first and she could only shudder and tremble, gasping for breath as the waves of overwhelming ecstasy broke over her. Her bladder released involuntarily and she squirted jet after jet of warm, pungent piss all over herself and the two boys.
It was with no small amount of relief that Meliss felt Keith's and Brad's relentless pounding of her orifices slacken as their orgasms faded and she was able to once more catch her breath and avoid fainting. "Whooo! God, that was incredible!" she puffed at last. "I can't believe how fast you made me come!"
"Yeah, us too," Brad grinned at both Keith and his redheaded girlfriend. "That feeling of Keith's cock up against mine when we come inside you is just the best!" He looked past Melissa at Keith and saw that the blond teen was looking at him inquiringly. "Oh, yeah, I know what you want to do," he smiled knowingly. "I'm ready; let's do it!"
"Do what? What are you- ohhhh! Holy fuck! Yes! You're pissing inside me! I can feel it!" Melissa shrieked in delight. "I love you guys so much! Fill me up! Oh, my God! You're totally filling me up!"
As soon as she felt their cocks cease their perverted urination and start to slip out from her vagina and ass, she immediately moaned, "Here, help me get my ass up over my head! I want to squirt everything all over myself!" Both Keith and Brad instantly shifted around, got on their knees and together hoisted Melissa's plump, creamy legs up in the air and folded them forward towards her breasts so that both her asshole and cunt hole were pointing straight up in the air.
"Do it, Mel," Keith breathed huskily. "Be our fountain!" he urged, his eyes bright with excitement. Brad nodded just as eagerly.
With a momentary frown, Melissa focused on pushing hard with all her abdominal muscles at once and was rewarded with twin jets of strong-smelling liquid that shot up several inches before splashing down all over her body from her face down her chest and down her back as well. "Hohh!" she groaned, "That's incredible!" She licked the wetness from around her lips. "Mmm. We taste so good together!"
Just then there was a loud groan from the doorway of the room. All three pairs of eyes on the bed swiveled to see Melissa's mother standing there, bracing herself against the door jamb with one hand while her other hand was working in and out of her cunt at a furious pace. Her thin stretch pants were bunched around her knees and she was bent nearly double from the intensity of the orgasm she was obviously in the throes of. Her knees were trembling visibly and she kept grunting, "Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!" over and over.
The three young people on the bed watched, enthralled, as the curvaceous woman's climax gradually abated. Melissa's mother finally raised her head to look at them. "That- that is so not fair!" she gasped, flicking on the light in the bedroom. "I'm already way too late, but I couldn't help but watch that incredibly hot scene. All I want is to get back there in bed with you and fuck you all silly for the rest of the day, only now I have to go. Promise me we'll all do that again together, just like that!" she pleaded.
"We sure will, Mom!" Melissa agreed, her eyes lingering on her mother's shaven pussy now that the woman's hand had left if to tug her pants back up in a semblance of proper placement. "We've got all week to do whatever you want however much you want. Stand up, Mom," she added firmly. "I want to see what you picked out to impress John."
Her mother rather self-consciously complied. Melissa nodded approvingly as she saw that her mother had chosen to dress the same way she had that first night she'd gone over to John's house, with stretchy pants and the loose, sheer top with over-large armholes. The absence of any underwear was clear, too. "Good choice, Mom," she smiled. "Perfect, in fact. It will remind both John and Stephanie of that incredible moment when you all realized how much you wanted each other."
"I'm glad you understand," her mother smiled tightly. "I hope they do, too."
"Oh, believe me, they will," Melissa assured her mother. "I know you have to go. Drive safe, okay?"
"I will, my lovers," Margaret nodded. "Stephanie should be joining you in just a few minutes, and I'll be back in a few hours. Enjoy your time together, but save something for me, too," she begged earnestly.
"We will, Mom," Keith assured her. "See you soon."
And at that, the older woman turned as was gone down the stairs. Shortly after they heard the side door open and close and their mother's car starting and pulling out of the driveway. Melissa looked at both boys in the gloomy light. "What do you want to do now? Go back to sleep for a while?"
Brad yawned loudly, making both Melissa and her brother chuckle. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea," Brad admitted. "Incredibly hot, wild sex does seem to take it out of me."
"Okay, Melissa nodded, the early hour finally making its presence known to her brain as well. "Only," she added thoughtfully, "Maybe while we're all still awake we should change the sheets so Steph has a clean and dry place to sleep when she gets here."
The two boys somewhat grudgingly agreed and they all got out of bed, stripping all the sheets and pillowcases as they did. "I'll grab a towel to wipe down the mattress," Keith volunteered, looking skeptically at the still wet mattress cover.
"Okay, that's good," Melissa nodded. "I'll take the old sheets down to the laundry if you guys can make the bed again." The plan was agreed to and Melissa headed downstairs with her soiled load, reveling anew in the freedom to walk around her house in the nude.
By the time she had dumped the bedding into the washing machine, started the load going, and padded back upstairs, the boys were just finishing tucking in the clean sheets and throwing the blanket over the bed. "Thanks," Melissa nodded approvingly.
At that moment, they heard the side door of the house open and close. Melissa stepped over to the door and called out loudly, "Steph, if that's you and not a mad rapist, we're all up here in Mom's bedroom. And if you are a mad rapist, we're still all up here," she added with a saucy look and Keith and Brad.
Brad smirked but Keith said seriously, "Don't even joke about that."
"Yeah, okay, not really all that funny," Melissa admitted a bit self-consciously. "Well, hey there, my love," she greeted the dark-haired girl as Stephanie entered the bedroom. She was wearing only a loose set of sweat clothes and she quickly pulled them off and smiled wanly at Melissa. "Wow, my baby, you look completely beat," Melissa frowned concernedly, taking in the dark circles under Stephanie's eyes and the awkward way she was standing. "My God! Your dad must have really done a number on you!" she blurted in sudden understanding.
Stephanie smiled weakly and yawned. "Well, I'm not sure who was doing a number on whom, but it was an incredible night. He fucked me in my mouth, my cunt, and my ass. And then, just to be sure I wouldn't forget him, one more time in my cunt in the middle of the night."
"Shit, Steph!" Melissa murmured, impressed. "I hope you left something for my Mom," she remarked, only half joking as she held out her arms to embrace her slim, nude lover.
"Oh, there should be plenty for her," Stephanie smiled impishly despite her obvious fatigue as she settled into Melissa's arms. "We didn't do anything since midnight."
"Damn! You made him come four times in what? Four hours?!!" Brad blurted. "You must have been truly inspirational." He sounded like he didn't know whether to be awe-struck or jealous.
"Hmm, maybe," his sister acknowledged shyly, "But I think maybe the hot sex he had with Margaret before dinner might have helped. Not to mention all the inspirational noise we were all making upstairs at the same time. Anyway," and she yawned again, "We fucked each other senseless and then it felt like I'd just gotten to sleep when Dad's alarm is going off and he's hustling me out of bed." She looked around at the other three naked youths in the room, taking in the tousled hair, traces of perspiration and, wrinkling her nose in amusement, the scent of Melissa as she held her. "But what's been going on here?" she asked pointedly. "Looks like I missed something." She yawned again, even more widely. "Sorry; I can barely keep my eyes open."
"We can see that, lover," Melissa replied soothingly, "And yeah, we just finished some pretty wild and crazy fucking ourselves. And I promise, we'll tell you all about it. Later," she said firmly, "After we've all gotten some more sleep. We were actually just about to get back to sleep ourselves before I had the bright idea that we should change the sheets before you got here so you'd have somewhere warm and dry to sleep."
"You got things that messy, hmmm?" Stephanie grinned, sounding intrigued. "Okay, I definitely do want to hear about it all. Later," she nodded.
"So do you want to all snuggle up in here until Mom gets back?" Melissa asked her girlfriend.
Stephanie looked thoughtful for a moment before shaking her head wearily, "No, as nice as that sounds, I know myself well enough to know that the minute you put all of us in bed together, we're all going to want to start fucking again." She looked up at Melissa with an odd expression. "Would you be hurt, my love, if I just wanted to curl up with Brad now? For some reason, I want to be close to my brother right now."
"Ohh, Steph, I won't be hurt at all," Melissa replied warmly, giving Stephanie a tight squeeze. "And yes, now that you mention it, going to sleep with my brother sounds wonderful, too." She glanced over at Brad and Keith. Both boys nodded in agreement. "That's settled, then," Melissa confirmed. "You want to stay in here?" she asked, gesturing towards the freshly made bed in the master bedroom.
"Naw," Stephanie yawned once more, "Let's save that for the whole family orgy later," she chuckled weakly. "How about if Brad and I go to Keith's room and you and Keith go to yours?" she suggested.
"Done," Melissa nodded. "Come on, Bro," she said to Keith. "Let's go to bed, baby."
"And sleep?" Keith asked with an impudent grin.
"Actually, yes," Melissa assured him with a tired look. "I'm pretty beat, too. We'll see you all when Mom gets home, or whenever we wake up, whichever happens first, okay?"
The others all agreed and Melissa took Keith's hand, leading him to her bedroom. As they cuddled together lovingly once Melissa had turned off the light and joined Keith in bed, Keith asked, "Why do you think Stephanie wanted to sleep with Brad. I was kind of surprised. Figured she'd probably want to sleep with you if she didn't want to sleep with all of us."
"Yeah, I get that, but I think the real reason was Stephanie really was exhausted and, well, don't ever say this to Brad, `cause it would just make him feel bad for no reason, I think Steph figured that out of the three of us, she'd be least tempted to want to start fucking again with Brad."
Keith chuckled and said, "Yeah, I think you may be right. And no, I won't ever suggest that to Brad. It is nice to be able to sleep with your sister, you know?"
"I'm glad you think so, my baby," Melissa purred, snuggling into his lean body even more tightly. "So let's get some sleep and get your batteries all recharged. Something tells me you're going to need all your strength later."
"Yeah, you may be right about that," Keith mumbled sleepily, and Melissa realized that her brother was dropping off even before she was. With that, she allowed herself to relax in the comforting feel of arms and within a minute was sound asleep herself.
"Oh, now that's how I love to see my babies," Melissa heard her mother say. She blinked groggily and saw that daylight was streaming in from around her bedroom curtains. She also realized that Keith was still holding her tenderly in his arms, which she thought was a perfectly wonderful feeling.
"Hi, Mom," Keith said from behind Melissa, starting to stretch. "Wow, I guess we did sleep a long time. Unless," he added with a worried frown, "Things didn't go like you hoped and you came home early."
"Oh, no worries on that score," their mother smiled with a very satisfied expression.
"Oh, that good, huh?" Melissa asked, eager for details as she sat up in bed. "Tell us, Mom," she urged.
"Oh, now?" her mother asked with raised eyebrows. "You don't think it's something Stephanie or Brad should hear about?"
"Uh, actually, they'll want to hear all about it just as much," Melissa admitted despite tingling all over with curiosity. "Can you at least give us the headline?" she begged.
"Hmm, the headline?" Margaret mused. "Okay. Wonderful, loving breakfast talk. Parked in airport garage between two big SUV's. I came three times there, John's balls are empty, and my stomach is very nicely full, thank you," she grinned. "That answer your immediate concerns?"
"It sure does. Thanks, Mom," Melissa grinned, giving her mother the once over as she stood. "Yep, I see you didn't spill a drop of his come, worse luck," she added with mock self-pity. "But I do see you pissed yourself pretty thoroughly," she noted, looking at the dark, wet stain on the back of her mother's pants. "So I believe it when you say you came a lot. And he got to his plane on time?" she asked, giving her mother a significant look.
"Yes, though not with a lot of time to spare," her mother admitted with an impudent grin. "But I believe he feels like he had a very nice sendoff," she said with a satisfied air.
"That's great, Mom!" Melissa enthused. "I'm so happy for you both. Are we supposed to get up now?" she asked in a more practical tone.
Their mother shrugged. "Only if you want to. We don't have any schedule to keep. Except," she chewed her lip, "John made me promise I'd make sure his kids did their piano practice every day. I know that's going to go over big."
"Oh, it'll be fine," Melissa reassured her with a confidence she didn't feel. "Hey, maybe we could all go over to John's house today. That way we could, uh, make it worth Brad and Stephanie's while at the same time," she suggested with an evil laugh.
Her mother looked startled. "Melissa Randall! Are actually suggesting we go over to John's house and have sex with his kids there?"
Melissa looked puzzled. "Well, yeah. Why not? What difference does it make if we fuck here or there? How does that matter?"
"Well, it's not my home and I don't have the right to simply invite myself and my family in, that's why!" her mother insisted.
"Fine," Melissa shrugged, "It was just an idea. Tell you what," she brightened. "Brad and Steph can go over there by themselves today. But when John calls to talk to you tonight, you ask him if he has any problem with you and the two of us being there while his kids are. You know he won't, Mom," she insisted.
"Fine, fine, okay," her mother muttered, "But after today it won't make any difference since I expect the Muller kids will want to practice after school."
"They won't want to if we're over here," Melissa pointed out sagely.
"Hmm, well, yes, I can see that," her mother sniffed. "Well, I'd prefer to make sure John doesn't have a problem first. It's only right."
"Okay, Mom," Melissa laughed gently before crinkling her nose. "Whew! I just got a good whiff of myself. I'm starving now, but what I need before anything else is a shower." She looked at her mother pointedly. "And wouldn't you like to get out of those pissy clothes and get all cleaned up and shaved," she emphasized, "For whatever happens later?"
"That actually is a very good idea," her mother nodded. "As far as breakfast, I just picked up a bunch of bagels and cream cheese so I wouldn't have to cook and folks could eat whenever."
"Sounds good," Melissa nodded appreciatively as her mother began to strip off her clothing right there in front of her children. "Oh, that reminds me," she added, looking at her mother's urine-soaked pants, "I did put the dirty sheets from your bed in the laundry before we all went back to sleep, but they still need to go in the dryer."
"Yes, I saw, dear. Thank you," her mother smiled. "And I put them in the dryer before I came upstairs."
"Oh, good. Are Stephanie and Brad up yet? I haven't heard them," Melissa commented.
"They were both sound asleep in each other's arms, kind of like you and Keith were when I just looked in on them," her mother replied. "And if it's all the same to you, I'd like to keep it that way for the moment. I'm fine taking a shower, the three of us, as long as we don't get too loud and carried away," she added with a significant look at both her offspring. "But if all five of us got in the shower together, you know we'd all end up fucking. And I have special plans for Stephanie that I'd like to take care of as soon as we're done with the shower. You understand, don't you?" she asked in a pleading tone.
"Yes, I sure do, Mom," Melissa answered softly. "I know you and she came to a kind of agreement, and I think it's beautiful. I really want the two of you to love each other as much as I love you both," she added, her voice thickening with emotion. "We'll make sure to keep Brad nice and busy, too, for however long you need," Melissa promised.
"Thank you. I knew you'd understand," her mother sniffed, equally emotional. "Come on. Let's quietly," she stressed, "Get cleaned up. And save the sex for later, please! There'll be plenty of time for that, I promise."
With that, the three Randalls padded softly to the bathroom and actually managed to get through showering, with Keith gallantly offering to shave both their cunts, without it descending into an orgy, something Melissa privately noted was a first since their family had all started fucking each other. As they dried each other off, Melissa asked, "Mom? Do we have to put on clothes?"
Her mother gave her a dry look. "No, dear. John made it abundantly clear that he allowed you to run around naked all week and that he had no problem if I did the same. So we'll all continue to be nudists inside the home unless you somehow object."
"No, that's great, Mom. Thanks!" she said appreciatively, giving her mother a long, sloppy kiss.
"Hey, none of that now," her mother giggled a bit breathlessly once she managed to extricate herself from her daughter's passionate embrace. "You know I can't ever stop myself once I start kissing either of you. But now," she said with a gleam in her eye, "That gorgeous young woman with the delicious-smelling pussy and I have a date. I'll send Brad down to keep you company," she promised.
Margaret waited until she was sure her children had truly gone downstairs before padding down the hall in the nude to her son's room to wake Stephanie and Brad. She paused, however, in the doorway to enjoy for a moment the sight of brother and sister slumbering peacefully in each other's arms, a sight she found both profoundly moving and erotically stimulating. Finally, she cleared her throat loudly.
It was enough to make both Muller children stir, their eyelids fluttering open blearily. "Oh, hi, M- Margaret," Brad grinned once his eyes could focus. He blatantly ogled Margaret's impressive breasts, seeming delighted that she was continuing to walk around in the nude. "Is it time to get up now?"
"Not necessarily if you don't want to," she smiled at the boy. "But there are bagels and cream cheese downstairs for breakfast if you want; Keith and Melissa are already down there. But if you can spare this stunningly gorgeous young woman by your side," she said with an attempt at casualness in her voice she didn't feel; in fact, her heart was thudding with excitement in her chest in anticipation of finally being able to bed Stephanie, "There are some things your sister and I need to talk about."
"Talk, huh?" Brad flashed a knowing grin as he heaved himself out of bed.
Margaret allowed herself the luxury of letting her eyes linger for a moment on Brad's extremely stiff erection before answering with a smile, "Among other things."
Brad chuckled. "Okay, I get it. Make her happy, Sis," he said before leaning over and giving Stephanie a quick but very tender kiss on the lips.
"Oh, I intend to," Stephanie murmured, reaching out to take Margaret's hand. "I've been intending to for days."
Margaret's heart soared as she heard the slim young girl's frank declaration. All the worry that she had somehow misread Stephanie's intentions or would have to engage in a lengthy seduction went right out the window. They were going to make love, and they were going to do it right now. She called back to Brad as they left him with a bemused look on his face, "We'll join you all downstairs eventually, I promise."
"Take your time," Brad murmured as the two females turned and padded down the hall in the nude to Margaret's bedroom.
As soon as they entered the master bedroom, Margaret closed the door and stepped close to Stephanie, taking her in her arms and placing her lips on the young girl's. The effect on Margaret was electric – she felt an instant thrill course through her body as their lips melted into one another. Before she knew it, Stephanie's tongue was thrusting eagerly into her mouth, the girl had pushed her thigh firmly between Margaret's legs and was rubbing it up and down her nearly gushing cunt slit while at the same time grinding her own cunt up and down Margaret's fleshy thigh. Margaret was beside herself with raw, rampant lust. Even with the other members of her own and John's family, she'd never felt anything this overpowering and intense.
Margaret began to moan piteously past Stephanie's relentlessly plunging tongue in her mouth, and the moaning increased even more when she felt one of Stephanie's hands find its way up to her luscious breast and begin to caress and squeeze it, coming a little closer to her turgid, over-sensitive nipple with each pass. Margaret knew as surely as she knew anything that the instant this little sex goddess actually touched her nipple, she was going to explode in a climax and she desperately reached up to find Stephanie's nipple in turn, hoping she would be able to bring the twelve-year-old girl off at the same time has her own climax.
It seemed to be working, for Stephanie immediately began to moan in turn and the tempo of her obscene sliding of her cunt up and down Margaret's thigh increased noticeably. By now, Margaret was desperately trying to stave off her orgasm until Stephanie could join her, but at that moment Stephanie not only touched her fully erect nipple but she pinched it hard, while at the same time her other hand slithered around behind Margaret's body and forcefully pushed a finger directly up the voluptuous woman's ass. Margaret could no more have stopped the mind-wrenching climax that erupted within her than she could have stopped the sun in the sky. With a piercing shriek despite Stephanie's continuously thrusting tongue into her mouth, Margaret started coming and coming hard. She felt her knees start to tremble as she shuddered and writhed and Margaret was terrified that her legs would buckle completely. But Stephanie was firmly supporting her weight through the finger up her ass.
Suddenly, Stephanie's body was lurching and writhing as well. Margaret could actually feel the rhythmic pulses of the girl's pubescent clit where it was pressed hard into her thigh, and she knew her lover was climaxing as well.
For several long moments, both females clung to each other as they stood on the floor, their bodies writhing and trembling in the throes of their orgasms. And then, to Margaret's utter amazement, Stephanie began to march her backwards across the room, her tongue still in Margaret's mouth, her finger up her ass, and her other hand still pinching Margaret's throbbing nipple. Margaret felt the back of her legs bump up against the mattress and then, before she knew it, Stephanie had pushed her onto the bed on her back and had launched herself atop the heavily perspiring, curvaceous redhead's body, pausing only long enough to remover her finger from Margaret's ass and bring it around to the front of Margaret's body, pushing her hand forcefully between Margaret's legs and pushing one, then two fingers firmly up her cunt.
Somewhere in the back of Margaret's mind she realized that her young lover was technically sexually assaulting her, but it seemed so right. She wasn't doing it out of cruelty or a desire to hurt; she was simply overwhelmed with desire and wasn't willing to wait another moment to possess Margaret, body, heart, and soul. And so Margaret surrendered completely, allowing Stephanie to do whatever she would with her. She parted her fleshy thighs to allow Stephanie's plunging fingers greater access to her yearning cunt and the slim girl took immediate advantage, shoving a third finger deeply into Margaret's sopping, slippery vagina, and making the older woman groan with ecstasy. Stephanie finally pulled away from their Sapphic kiss, but only to fasten her lips around Margaret's rock-hard nipple, suckling greedily and starting to gently nip at it.
"Haaaggghhhh!" Margaret shrieked. "Oh, God! Hunnngghh! Hunnnghh! Hunngghh! What are you- hoh! What are you doing to me? God! Oh, fuck! Holy fuck, Stephanie! Do it! Whatever you want! I'm yours, my love! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Now and forever! I'm- haaggggghhhh!" she screamed even more loudly as she felt Stephanie take her thumb and begin to press firmly with it down on her engorged clit while still plunging three fingers deeper and deeper into the woman's distended cunt hole. "Ohhhhh! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! You're- hoh! You're gonna' make me come! Oh, God! I'm gonna' come so hard! Ahh, fuck! Yes! Yes! Do that! Bite me! Bite my fucking tit! I'm- haagghhh! Here it comes! Oh, God! I'm coming! I'm- haaaaaiiieeee!" And then Margaret's lush, fleshy body was heaving and jerking wildly in the grip of a climax so intense that she instantly knew she was going to pass out from it. She simply allowed it to happen and successive white-hot jolts coursed through her body, and then a new climax launched even before the old one had receded, and then another. And then she heard the roaring in her ears, and, as her vision narrowed to a point, Margaret felt her bladder release and spray piss all over Stephanie's thrusting hand and the bed below. Then nothing.
When Margaret's eyes blinked open once more, the first thing she was aware of was the pungent odor of piss. The second thing was a delightful sensation between her legs. She raised her head up and saw the top of Stephanie's head bobbing earnestly up and down in her crotch as the seventh-grade girl eagerly lapped up and down the length of Margaret's cunt slit, from her asshole all the way up to her clit and then back again.
"Hmm, that feels so very nice," Margaret managed to croak. Stephanie raised her head and looked at Margaret with such an intense look that the older woman was instantly transported back to her girlhood, recalling how her first lover Celeste used to raise her head up from between Margaret's legs and regard her in exactly the same way. The memory caused a jolt of almost physical pain to shoot through her and for several, long moments, Margaret was frozen between the past and the present. And then the memory of how fiercely Stephanie had desired her and how Margaret had willingly surrendered her entire being to the girl, coupled with the incredibly arousing sensations the girl's skilled tongue was eliciting from her most private and sensitive places all helped to right her world once more and she was fully in the present, loving and being loved by this fascinating creature who had so completely smitten every other member of her family.
"Come here, my lover," Margaret requested softly. "Turn around so I can taste you, too. I've been going out of my mind with the need to lick that incredibly wonderful cunt of yours since that first time I smelled it when I was examining you."
Stephanie laughed easily, shifting her body around to place her knees on either side of Margaret's head before lowering her pussy to meet Margaret's lips. "Yeah, that really was a moment, wasn't it? I was so terrified that you were going to start licking me right then, and then I was even more afraid that you wouldn't!" she confessed before she resumed lapping at Margaret's freely oozing cunt slit. The girl raised her head again. "Let's make each other really come hard like this. And then let's talk, okay? About everything!"
"About everything," Margaret agreed. And she raised her lips to Stephanie's dripping pussy and wantonly plunged her face into the girl's crotch, breathing in every scent of her, tasting every drop of her as her tongue slid sensuously up and down the length of her crevice, copying every motion Stephanie was making in her own cunt. Margaret was riding a wave of love and erotic excitement. This gorgeous and unbelievably sexy little girl was driving her wild with lust while at the same time making her heart swell with tender love for her. She understood completely now how everyone who came into her life seemed to fall completely under her spell, and not for the first time she wondered if that included the girl's father. She cautioned herself not to pry or put Stephanie in a position where she would have to lie, and she also realized that she would not be at all happy if John had started pressing Keith or Melissa about her own sexual activities with them, either. Still, she realized as Stephanie's tongue kept working magical spells in her cunt that it wouldn't surprise her in the least to learn that John was also one of the girl's lovers, nor could she blame him if he were.
By now, Margaret could no longer focus on her speculative reverie for the incredible things Stephanie was doing with her tongue in her pussy could no longer be ignored. Margaret found herself gasping and moaning with each new move her dark-haired lover made, and it seemed like Margaret was having a similar impact on Stephanie. The seventh grader was moaning and grunting continuously now and both their tongues had stealthily moved up in each other's crotches to focus more and more on their stiff, sensitive clits. Margaret felt Stephanie's back start to arch involuntarily with pleasure and realized her own was starting to do the same. Remembering how much the girl had seemed to appreciate having her breasts touched, Margaret pushed her hand down beside Stephanie's body atop her own to caress and knead the girl's perfect, rounded breast mound, which elicited an excited groan from her young lover. Stephanie soon returned the favor and found one of Margaret's fulsome breasts as well. The minute Margaret felt Stephanie's fingers latch onto her tumescent nipple, a cry of ecstatic joy erupted from her mouth despite it still being completely filled by Stephanie's drenched and slick cunt.
Margaret knew she was rapidly reaching the point of no return, and the premonition of an approaching climax was beginning to make itself known through warning tingles in her vulva. And then, without warning, Stephanie plunged two fingers into Margaret's quim-filled cunt hole only to just as rapidly withdraw them to push both of them into the older woman's anus.
This was more than Margaret could stand and her orgasm erupted with the howling fury of a sexual tornado throughout her entire body, making it jerk spasmodically, her back writhing uncontrollably while her feet curled and uncurled of their own volition. Desperately fighting against the overwhelming power of the climax, Margaret tried to do the same to Stephanie, moistening a pair of fingers in the girl's cunt before pushing one into her ass. She was startled at just how loose it was and immediately added another finger, wriggling both inside Stephanie's rectum in conscious imitation of the maneuver she had performed inside the slim girl's vagina that first evening she had touched Stephanie's cunt.
And that seemed to be what was needed, for now Stephanie's entire body lurched and heaved, shuddering in the throes of what seemed to be a major climax. Margaret could feel Stephanie's clit throbbing in the telltale sign of an orgasm, which had the effect of launching yet another climax within Margaret's cunt. For as long as they could, the two lovers finger fucked each other's assholes, lashed each other's clits with their tongues, and squeezed and pinched each other's throbbing nipples, making each other come successively. Margaret realized she was going to faint once more from the excitement and intensity, but before that happened, she felt her mouth fill with saltly, acrid fluid and realized that Stephanie was flooding her with piss. It was so erotic and so intimate at the same time that Margaret lost it completely. A massive climax rolled over her, stronger and more intense than any before. She swallowed and swallowed as much of Stephanie's freely flowing urine but lapsed into unconsciousness long before she could take it all in.
When she finally awoke again, Margaret could tell that she had been out for a much longer time. She blearily opened her eyes and found herself looking up into the deepest, darkest, most magical pair of eyes imaginable. "H- hello, my love," Margaret managed to croak. "Was I out long?"
"Long enough," Stephanie smiled, a look that instantly sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach. She almost shook her head in disbelief. She was completely, totally, falling head over heels in love with this amazing vixen. "It gave me some time to just look at you." Without warning, Stephanie lowered her face to Margaret's and kissed her soundly and passionately. Margaret eagerly responded and for several long moments the couple simply treasured the feeling of their lips and tongues in intimate contact.
When they finally broke apart, Stephanie whispered, "It gave me a nice long time to study your face. I know I'm going to remember it forever now."
"Ohhh, Stephanie, when you say things like that, you make me feel like a silly schoolgirl again, falling in love for the first time," Margaret confessed, throwing all caution to the winds.
"Are you falling in love with me?" Stephanie asked, a look of surprise on her face.
"Oh, my yes!" Margaret blurted before she had time to chicken out. "Yes, totally, completely, head over heels! I completely get what all my children and your brother see in you. You are simply the most stunning, heart-stoppingly sexy, and magical person I've ever known and I love you with all my heart."
There was a long, awful moment of silence while Stephanie just looked down at her, wide eyed. And then she was kissing Margaret once more, only this time she was sobbing for joy and tears were streaming down her face, tears quickly matched by Margaret's. For a long time they simply kissed, tenderly and lovingly this time instead of erotically.
"Ohh, Margaret," Stephanie sniveled through her tears when their lips finally parted. "You've made me so incredibly happy. I thought you liked me, too, ever since that first night when you touched me," she laughed weakly. "Did you know you almost made me come right there when you wiggled your fingers inside me? I fell in love with you in that moment, and I was so terrified that I'd never be good enough for you and that I'd never be able to compete with you for Melissa," she blurted.
"Wait, what?" Margaret cried, stunned. "Do you not have any idea how much my daughter loves you? I've never seen another person love someone as totally and as fiercely as she loves you. With the possible exception of how much you love her," she added seriously. "Just listening to the two of you make love, not to mention the way the two of you just look at each other is enough to let me know that what the two of you have is a once in a lifetime kind of love. How on earth could you think that I could ever come between you, even if I wanted to, which I certainly don't!" she emphasized.
"Actually," Stephanie replied with a raised eyebrow, "The thought of you coming between us makes my pussy start to flow all over again. But yeah, I understand what you mean," she acknowledged.
"Hmmm, yes, that is a nice thought isn't it?" Margaret replied, her voice growing smoky. "And I promise, that is absolutely gonna' happen this week. More than once," she giggled. "But I still don't understand what made you feel like I was any sort of competition for Melissa," Margaret pressed.
"It's, well, you're just so incredibly sexual!" Stephanie blurted. "I mean, Mel and I joke all the time about how just getting around her makes me turn into this total slut, doing all kinds of things I never would have the guts to do on my own. But you? My God, you've got that same effect on me only ten times as much. I mean, look at you! You've got the most incredibly sexy body, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, you're kind, loving and smart, and you're so much more experienced than me, and, well, I just worried that somehow, I wouldn't be good enough. For either you or Melissa."
"Oh. Wow." Margaret blinked. "It's always such an interesting experience to see yourself through another person's eyes. Most of the time, it's not all that flattering, but every once in a while, you actually start to believe how wonderful you are because someone else believes it. Thank you, my dearest love, for those words. I will treasure them for the rest of my life," she said, giving Stephanie an adoring look. "As for me being more experienced, that's kind of a laugh," she said with a bitter grimace. "Yes, I had a wonderful start to learning about sex with my first love, Celeste," she nodded with a sad smile. "But frankly after that, not so much. I honestly learned nothing about sex from Joe other than how to lie there and take it. I actually had to pretend I hated anal sex because if he ever realized that I loved it, he would have stopped doing it since what he really wanted was to hurt and humiliate me."
"Wow," Stephanie frowned. "That's really awful."
"I'm not trying to whine now," Margaret hastened to add, "I'm rid of him. It was just as a way of illustrating my point that I'm really not much more sexually experienced than you. Yeah, I played with my toys and taught myself to deep throat using dildos, but honestly? I woke up sexually at the same time you did, first with Keith and then with Melissa. Uh," she suddenly frowned, "I'm not telling you anything you didn't already know, right?"
"No, Margaret," Stephanie laughed softly. "Melissa has told me everything all along. There are no secrets between us."
"Exactly how it should be," Margaret nodded firmly. "But believe me, I've been learning all about myself and how to please my lovers pretty much right along with the rest of you. But let me ask you something," she went on. "Was it because you were so scared that I wouldn't care for you that you pulled that bit of sucking my tit through my blouse and getting it all wet so your dad could see?" she asked with a penetrating look.
Stephanie's face colored. "I, well, I'm still not sure why I did that. Mel told me about your idea that I was staking a claim on you so my dad would know I wanted you, too. Maybe that's what I was doing unconsciously. I don't know," she shrugged helplessly. "All I knew, at least that first time, was that something incredible had just happened between us and I wanted more than anything in the world to let you know I felt it, too."
"Yeah, okay," Margaret nodded with a kind smile. "I actually kind of get that."
"Now the second and third time I did it," Stephanie admitted, "Yeah, that might have been a bit of on purpose as a public announcement to everyone. But still, it was mostly for you, trying to tell you how much I loved and wanted you. And now that I've got you, I love you and want you even more," she added, shaking her head in wonder.
"I'm so incredibly glad, Stephanie," Margaret murmured softly. "Because I feel exactly the same way. But now that that's settled," she went on, "I also want to make sure that none of what we have and feel for each other interferes with or changes your relationship with anyone else in our families, and especially Melissa."
"Definitely not!" Stephanie shook her head vigorously. "First, nothing could ever change what Melissa and I feel for each other. You were right. That's forever," she declared firmly, "And she's actually been wanting me to get together with you almost as much as I have. She loves you; she loves me. And all she wants is to share us so we can each see for ourselves why she loves us so much. Mission definitely accomplished there, I'd say," she added with a meaningful look at her curvaceous lover.
"Yes, I quite agree," Margaret purred, reaching out to tenderly stroke the side of Stephanie's face.
"And as far as our horny boys go," Stephanie went on, "Well, Keith loves you just as much as Melissa does and doesn't seem to have any issues with sharing me with anyone else, so I don't see that as a problem. And I'm assuming that you made all of my brother's fantasies come true last night?" she asked slyly.
"Oh, I'd say so," Margaret answered with a grin. "Judging by the look on his face when he finally got to fondle and suck my tits, I think the boy thought he'd died and gone to heaven. And I have to admit I found the experience of having both their cocks slamming into me at the same time was quite amazing!"
"It really is, isn't it?" Stephanie grinned.
"And I'm assuming that Keith and Brad having fallen in love with each other as well doesn't raise any problems for you?" Margaret asked, keenly interested in Stephanie's feelings on the matter.
"Oh, heck no!" the slim girl laughed. "Mel and I were part of the plot to get him in touch with his bisexual side!"
"Really?" Margaret asked. "That sounds like a very interesting story."
"Oh, it is," Stephanie nodded with a gleam in her eye. "But honestly? I think you should get Brad to tell it to you from his perspective, since we did kind of all trick him a little to get him over the hump, as it were," she grimaced. "But the thing we all learned was that once Brad gets turned on enough, he's willing to try almost anything. Melissa calls it `letting Slutty Brad out to play'," she giggled.
"Hmm, yes," Margaret nodded with a salacious smile, "I believe I may have witnessed that firsthand early this morning when he actually asked me to let him suck my piss right out of my pussy."
"Exactly!" Stephanie giggled. "And that doesn't surprise me in the slightest. He's really taken to drinking Mel's piss already. I think it makes him feel closer to her to share something that's a big turn on for her. And he was okay with it?" she asked with an intrigued look.
"He definitely seemed to be," Margaret nodded, her eyes growing smoky at the lewd memory, "Although I did have to share it Melissa, too."
"Of course," Stephanie nodded knowingly.
"Speaking of which," Margaret said softly, "I want to thank you for giving all your piss to me when you came and letting me swallow it. Since you know how much my daughter loves that you can imagine what a thrill it is for me, too. I loved it!" she said emphatically.
"I'm really glad, my love," Stephanie answered in a husky voice. "I love knowing what makes you happy. I, uh, I might be able to squeeze out a bit more if you're interested," she remarked casually but with an aroused gleam in her eye.
"And I'm definitely going to take you up on that," Margaret promised, "In a minute. But first, we need to talk about the elephant in the room – your father." She was intrigued to feel Stephanie's body instantly tense up which only added to her conviction that there was something serious going on between the two. But she hastened to continue, "You know that I've fallen in love with him, and he seems to feel the same way about me. But I could tell right from that first night when you had your period that you and your dad have a very special and complex relationship. And no," she held up her hand, "I absolutely do not want any details about anything your father wouldn't want discussed. I would certainly be unhappy if one of my children revealed the extent of my relationship with them to John. All I will say on that score is that whatever your relationship with your father, I love you and support you in it, and most definitely do not want to be the cause of any friction or difficulty between you." She felt Stephanie's body subtly relax.
"So that brings us to the real question," Margaret went on. "If what your father and I feel for each other is already causing you a problem or you think it will in the future, I'm begging you to talk to me about it now. I'm not saying it will change how I feel about him, `cause I don't think anything could change that. But if a problem is out in the open, we can try to deal with it."
Stephanie nodded seriously. "You're asking me basically if I'd be okay if the two of you got married," she stated.
"Well, yes, that does seem to be the path we're headed down," Margaret answered, her heart in her throat.
Stephanie gave a wry smile. "I'll be honest, when Mel first talked to me about that possibility, I was a little hurt and jealous. You know – who's this woman who thinks she can take my Mom's place and all that. But," and now it was Stephanie's turn to hold up a hand to forestall Margaret's objections, "Melissa really helped me get my thinking straight about that. She pointed out that if anyone was taking my mother's place in my dad's heart it was me," she admitted, swallowing hard and Margaret had the distinct impression the girl had not intended to let that slip out. "He's already told me a bunch of times how much I remind him of her," she said with a shrug that attempted to appear casual, "Which I think I get, but at the same time, I'm not her and don't want to be just a substitute. I mean, I'm me, you know?" she asked in a tone that pleaded for understanding.
"I do see that, definitely," Margaret reassured her, her attention riveted in the light of Stephanie's confession.
"But the thing that really got my head turned around was when Melissa made me realize that I was being kind of selfish, feeling like I wanted to just keep Dad for me and, uh, Brad," she added as a hasty afterthought and Margaret nodded sagely, becoming more and more convinced that Stephanie and her father were already lovers. That fact made her heart surge with hope that he would be accepting of her own sexual relationships with her children. She motioned for Stephanie to continue.
"And the more Melissa talked, the more I realized that she was thinking about what would make everyone happy and I was just thinking about me," she said, looking abashed. "And she was absolutely right. Even I can see the way you and Dad have fallen for each other; you really do make him happy and I want him to be happy more than anything in the world. And finally," she said with a deep breath, "I'm completely on board with Melissa's dream of all six of us living together as one happily fucking family."
"Is that right?" Margaret asked softly, scarcely daring to breathe. "I- I want that, too," she confessed. "Do you think it can really happen?"
"Oh, I know it not only can but it will," Stephanie declared without hesitation. "Melissa will make it happen, and I believe in her."
"Huh. You may be right about that," Margaret nodded. "From what I've seen, whatever that amazing girl sets her mind to does seem to happen. Thank you," she said, deeply moved. "I was so worried that you wouldn't accept me in your family. And I do know that I'll never replace your mother," she smiled understandingly.
"You wouldn't," Stephanie said firmly, "But that doesn't mean I wouldn't want you for my mom, too."
"Well, thank you for that, my love," Margaret smiled in relief. "But I kind of think I'd rather have you for my wife...along with everyone else in the family," she chuckled.
"Oh, my God, yes!" Stephanie cried. "So Melissa already told you about the rest of our dream?"
Margaret's cheeks colored. "Uh, actually my daughter and I haven't had much in the way of a real conversation since we got home," she admitted.
"Too busy fucking," Stephanie nodded as if it were obvious. "Believe me, I totally get that. Well, Mel may hate me for it, but I'll just tell you the rest. What we all hope will happen is that all six of us will get together and as far as all of us will be concerned, we'll all be married to each other. But we'll all make things legal so there won't be any snoopy questions when we all start getting pregnant," she said in such a matter-of-fact voice that at first that didn't even register with Margaret.
Then she was shaken to her core. Margaret realized that she had never really thought much farther than getting John into bed with her. But the more she considered it, she understood that, of course, they would all want to get pregnant, and by each of the men, too. "Ohhh, my God! I- I never even thought about that," Margaret groaned in excitement, "But the minute I did, my cunt just started gushing! And you two girls are serious about wanting to get pregnant by our men, too?"
"We want that more than anything," Stephanie told her in absolute seriousness. "And yes, thinking about it gets both Mel and me totally turned on, too. So anyway, what we agreed is that Dad will marry you, naturally. Officially, I mean, all nice and legal. And Brad will marry Melissa, and I'll marry Keith. We still have to find out what the legal age to get married is with our parents' permission. But once we know that, we'll get pregnant as quick as we can. Only," and she shot Margaret a sympathetic look, "That will mean that you and Dad can't get married until Melissa and I do. Otherwise, we'd already be marrying our brothers, you know. Somebody might not like that."
"Huh!" Margaret lay there in stunned silence for a moment, feeling Stephanie's heart beating strongly against her breast. "You guys really have got all this figured out, haven't you."
"Yep. Now all you have to do is get my dad to fuck you so it will be the right time to tell him about having sex with your kids," Stephanie grinned. "Once he fucks you, he's going to be so totally ga-ga over you he won't care if you're fucking the entire U.S. Army on the side. He's going to want to be with you forever, just like the rest of us do. At least, that's what Melissa thinks, and I believe her. She's got very good instincts about this kind of thing."
By now Margaret's head was spinning. This was far too much to take in all at once. "You- I mean, uh..." she spluttered, words failing her completely. "You're completely serious, aren't you?"
"Of course," Stephanie nodded, looking at Margaret with a profoundly intense gaze. "I mean, you have to tell him sometime, right? Mel just thinks that would be the perfect time. You can ask her when we go downstairs. We are going downstairs sometime, aren't we? I could use some breakfast," he added pointedly.
"Is that so?" Margaret said with a wry grin. "Well, I certainly could stand getting something to eat, too. And I think I need a little time to let all this sink in, too. Everything is happening so fast! Don't get me wrong," she quickly added, seeing the guarded look that appeared on Stephanie's face, "Everything is wonderful, so much more wonderful than I would ever have dreamed! But it is happening really fast, and I know I'm going to need some time to worry it all to death in my mind to be sure we haven't ignored something serious that could bring it all crashing down. Does that make sense?" she pleaded.
"Not in the least," Stephanie shook her head cheerfully, "But if that's what you need to do to feel okay about everything, then go ahead and do it. Just don't take too long about it, so we can all enjoy our new lives together." Even Margaret could tell her young lover's words were serious, they were delivered in such a gentle tone that she knew Stephanie wasn't actually upset with her, simply baffled at why she could possibly have any doubts about something that seemed so natural to her. "Besides," Stephanie went on before Margaret could answer, "If it's happening fast, that's because what's happening is exactly what's supposed to happen. Everything is falling into place perfectly. Trying to stop it or even slow it down would not only be impossible, it'd be stupid!" she emphasized so forcefully that Margaret felt her heart leap up for joy despite her worries.
"Oh, my beautiful, amazing love!" Margaret sighed as she reached out to embrace Stephanie's slim, smooth body, tears dripping down her cheeks unashamedly, "Do you have any idea how much you are exactly what I've needed right now? And you're right! It is stupid for me to worry about things that haven't happened and might not. If they do, we'll deal with them then!" She pulled back and held Stephanie out at arms length, gazing in adoration up and down her lithe, delectable body. "Mmm, mmm, mmm!" she murmured. "Thank you for the pep talk, my love. Not to mention the most glorious sex imaginable. Come on, then! Let's get some breakfast and see what the other sexy members of the family have managed to get themselves into, huh?" she suggested mischievously.
"Yes, let's," Stephanie agreed with a mysterious smile. "I'm sure what they will have gotten into is each other. The interesting thing will be to see how," she chuckled throatily. She gracefully rose from the bed and reached out her hand to Margaret. "Come on, my love," she whispered huskily.
Margaret took Stephanie's hand with a shy smile, marveling anew at the way this twelve-year-old girl managed to make her feel like a young girl herself, blushing and eager in the throes of a first love. She stood and they walked hand in hand down the hall, the stairs, and into the kitchen.
"There they are!" Margaret heard Brad announce loudly as she and Stephanie entered the kitchen. At first she was surprised and almost disappointed that no one appeared to be actually having sex, until she noticed that Melissa was sitting on Keith's lap and rocking her hips back and forth in such a fashion as to strongly suggest that her son's cock was firmly buried in his sister's cunt. And then she noticed the dribble of come lingering at the tip of Brad's now flaccid prick and realized that he must have recently ejaculated; she was interested in finding out where and in whom. She smiled beatifically at the three young people, still holding tightly to Stephanie's hand.
Melissa studied Stephanie and her mother for just a moment before nodding and smiling knowingly. "I'd say you two had a very good time and managed to get all that incredible sexual tension between you all worked out. And perhaps more than that," she suggested.
"You know us both so well, Mel," Stephanie beamed, nodding in confirmation. "Yes, the sex was amazing – we both made each other pass out a couple of times. And we're in love with each other. Yes, exactly the way all the rest of us are. Totally, completely, and forever!"
"Oh, Steph! I'm so happy!" Melissa cried, tears welliing up in her eyes. Margaret could tell that her daughter was torn between wanting to jump up and embrace both of them and not wanting to lose the feeling of Keith's cock in her cunt, so she took pity on Melissa and pulled Stephanie along so all of them could hug and kiss.
Brad boldly wormed his way into the middle of the group embrace, kissing his sister in a most unbrotherly way and murmuring, "That's so great, Sis. And you, too, M-Margaret," he added, turning his face to the older woman and kissing her with equal ardor.
"Thank you, Brad," Margaret said gaily as they parted and boldly reached down to grab the boy's detumescent cock, milking it vigorously for a moment, and then bringing the drops of semen now gleaming on her fingers up to her lips and licking them. "And thanks for saving some of this for Stephanie and me to share," she giggled throatily.
Stephanie took the hint and turned her face to accept Margaret's jism-filled kiss on her lips and the two spent a few, lingering moments savoring the depraved flavor and the erotic intimacy with each other before they finally parted. Margaret gestured for Stephanie to be seated and to help herself to some breakfast, which the dark-haired girl did with aplomb, applying herself readily to spreading cream cheese on two bagel halves and pouring herself some juice.
Margaret was about to do the same when she suddenly remembered that she had grabbed the week's mail from their mailbox on her way back into the house that morning and had been a bit peeved that neither of her children had thought to do so earlier in the week. But she had also noticed, in among the bills and advertisements, a personal letter addressed in a familiar hand, that of her ex-husband, Joe. With a worried frown, she excused herself from the four youths at the table and padded out to the front hallway to retrieve the letter from where she had carelessly dropped the mail earlier in her eagerness to keep her rendezvous with Stephanie, the warm tingles from which were still gently coursing through her body. She smiled to herself as she heard Melissa's orgasmic cries from back in the kitchen and realized that Keith had driven his sister to another climax.
She found the letter from Joe and, with a sinking feeling in her heart, tore it open. But to her astonishment there was no note, only a check made out to her for seventy-five hundred dollars.
For several moments, she could only blink, not comprehending what she was seeing. Then, as the implications of it dawned on her, Margaret felt a torrent of conflicting emotions: fury that Joe was only now starting to pay the family support he owed despite apparently having this much socked away, appreciation for the windfall that – Lord knew – they could certainly use, and finally stark terror as she realized that Melissa's father had called her bluff and was declaring in the most unambiguous way possible that he expected his daughter to keep her promise and keep having sex with him.
When Margaret walked back into the kitchen, Melissa had risen off Keith's lap and was reaching across the table to grab another bagel, leaving her brother's rapidly dwindling erection glistening with their combined juices, so Margaret knew that Keith had come as well as Melissa. Melissa glanced over and saw her mother, but there must have been something readily apparent on Margaret's face, because Melissa cried, "Mom! What's wrong?" Noticing the envelope her mother was still holding in her hands as gingerly as if it were a scorpion, Melissa added, "Is it bad news?"
"I- I'm actually not sure how to answer that, honey," Margaret replied hesitantly. "It's- well, your father just sent a check for several thousand dollars."
For a long moment there was completely stunned silence in the room. Then Stephanie hooted loudly, "Way to go, Mel! You finally figured out what it takes to get that jerk to start paying up!"
Both boys had puzzled expressions on their faces but Melissa understood what her girlfriend meant immediately and felt her cheeks burning furiously. "Does he say what he wants, Mom?" she asked, worrying her lower lip.
"Not in any words, sweetie," her mother replied, looking with concern at Melissa. "There was no note, just the check. But I think his meaning is pretty clear. The question is, does that count as enough of a `progress payment' for you to feel like you have to honor your promise to him?"
"Just how many thousands did he send?" Melissa asked guardedly.
Her mother hesitated for a moment, giving a quick glance at Brad and Stephanie before apparently deciding their guests were close enough to family to fully participate in the discussion. "Seven thousand five-hundred dollars," she acknowledged.
"No shit!" Keith blurted, his face contorted with fury. "That fucker had that much money he was just sitting on, and he's only now getting around to sending you part of what he owes?!!"
"Yeah, believe me, son, that was my first thought, too," Margaret nodded grimly. "But my real concern is for your sister. Melissa, this is important. How do you really feel? Be honest," she urged her plump daughter.
Melissa pondered for several moments, her mind racing furiously. She realized that her father had called her bluff, and she had the brief but agonizing thought that she had essentially promised her father sex for money and what that made her. But she also recalled their passionate, incestuous fucking in his car the previous week and how she had been so turned on that she not only allowed her father to do whatever he wanted to her, she encouraged him to keep doing it, even after he actually confessed to molesting her as a toddler. And the more she remembered everything they had done together, the more she felt her traitorous pussy start to drip again, and she knew the thought of fucking her father once more was really turning her on.
She looked intently at her mother. "Mom, if that doesn't serve as a `progress payment' I don't know what would."
"You're really willing to go through with it and see him again?" her mother asked with an odd expression. Melissa had the sudden insight that her mother might be just as aroused by the idea as she was.
But before she could respond, Stephanie broke in, guffawing, "Are you kidding, Margaret? Just look at her! She's totally turned on. Aren't you, my love?" she asked knowingly of Melissa. "I'll bet your pussy is already starting to drip just thinking about it, huh?"
Melissa felt herself blushing even more furiously if that were possible. "Maybe," she managed to mumble. She really could feel several streams of thick, viscous liquid running slowly down the inside of her thighs.
"Ha!" Stephanie crowed, "No `maybe' about it." She stepped up in front of Melissa and brazenly thrust her hand into her redheaded lover's cunt slit. "Holy fuck, girl!" she marveled. "You're totally dripping!"
"Hey! Some of that is Keith!" she protested hotly before admitting, "Yeah, okay, you know me too well."
"And don't ever forget it," Stephanie told her a trifle smugly. She began to sensuously slide her fingers back and forth in her girlfriend's sopping wet pussy, then looked over at Margaret. "She really, really wants to, Margaret," she informed the older woman in a smoky tone. "All you two need to figure out is when and for how long a visit she's going to have."
Margaret was momentarily dumbfounded at the way Stephanie had simply started to finger-fuck Melissa right there in front of everyone in the middle of what should be an important conversation until she realized that Stephanie was vicariously enjoying the idea of Melissa fucking her father again as much as she was. She stared, mesmerized, at the way the slim, black-haired girl's fingers slithered in and out of Melissa's cunt with sloppy, wet sounds and it was several moments before she tore her eyes away with a visible shudder to say to Melissa, "Well, it seems like you've decided, dear. How do you intend to do it?"
"I- ohhh, God, Steph!" she moaned, "I can't believe how hot you make me!" Her breathing was already deepening noticeably as she turned to look at her mother. "I- ohhh! I don't really know, Mom. Oooohh! What do you think?"
Secretly gratified that her daughter was seeking her advice, Margaret replied, "Well, I think there are a couple of things we should get straight right up front. First, under no circumstances is that man to be allowed inside our house."
"God, no, Mom!" Melissa cried emphatically. "I- unnggghh! Fuck, Steph! I can barely talk when you're doing that to me! I already told him that, Mom," she assured her mother.
"Good," Margaret nodded, struggling mightily to keep her eyes focused on her daughter's face and not the tantalizing way her breasts swayed as her body writhed under the incessant Sapphic ministrations of Stephanie's fingers. "And, just to be clear, you didn't promise him you'd spend the night with him, did you?"
"N-no, Mom!" Melissa gasped. "Ohhhh! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! I only- ooohhh! I only promised him I'd- hunnngggh! Spend the whole weekend with him if he- oh, God! Holy fuck, Steph! If he ever finally got caught up with- hoh! Oh, God! Oh, God! With what he owes you! Oh! Oh, fuck! You're doing it, lover! You're gonna make me come! Oh, God! Oh, God!"
Margaret watched in libidinous fascination as Stephanie's hand speeded up to a blur moving in and out of her redheaded lover's pussy and then the slender girl leaned in to take one of Melissa's precociously large breasts in her mouth and clearly begin to bite the fully erect nipple. Margaret was startled to realize that her own hand had already crept into her own twat and was furiously frigging her clit. Even the boys' cocks, which had both dwindled due to their recent ejaculations, were now swelling rapidly.
"Haaggghhh!" Melissa cried hoarsely, "Oh, fuck! Fuck, yes! Do that! Do that! Bite me, love! Bite me hard! You're doing it! You're doing it! Just like that! Faster, Steph! I'm gonna'- ohhhh! Fuck! I'm gonna' come! I'm- haaaggghhh! I'm coming! I'm- hhaaaaaaiiiieeeee!" the twelve-year-old girl squealed as her torso began to buck and tremble. Her face was flushed and perspiring freely, her eyes clenched shut, and she seized Stephanie's head with both hands and pulled her lover's face tightly into her large breast. There was a sudden sound of splashing as Melissa's bladder released involuntarily and she pissed all over the floor as well as her own and Stephanie's feet.
Watching her daughter in the throes of a urine-soaked climax induced by Stephanie was too much for Margaret to resist and it was her turn to shriek incoherently as her own orgasm tore into her. As her body shuddered and jerked, she gripped one of her full breasts with her free hand and squeezed it savagely, nearly twisting it up and down. Wave after wave of electric jolts coursed through her, but she relentlessly continued to buzz her clit with her fingers as hard and fast as she could and felt another climax erupt within her even before the first one had finished. This one was even more intense than the last one and Margaret felt her control over her bladder start to give way. Even through her orgasmic mental haze, she could realize that since Melissa had already pissed all over the kitchen floor, they were going to have to clean up afterwards anyway, so she simply allowed her pee to squirt forcefully out of her cunt, propelled by each new climactic spasm. She felt it splashing onto her legs and feet which was so kinky and perverted that it launched yet a third orgasm hard on the heels of the first two. As she came even more violently, she heard the roaring in her ears that presaged a blackout and hastily lowered herself to the floor to prevent an injuring fall, indifferent to the fact that she was lying in a puddle of piss, and then everything went black.
"Dang!" Keith marveled, shaking his head in wonder at his unconscious mother on the floor and his sister clinging desperately to Stephanie, sucking in lungfulls of air as she attempted to recover from her multiple orgasms. "You guys have got to be the three sexiest women on the planet!"
"No kidding," Brad agreed, his eyes wide with arousal. His hand was slowly stroking his now completely rigid cock. "Your mom actually made herself pass out just touching herself!"
Stephanie shot her brother a knowing smile. "It was because your girlfriend pissed all over the floor. Margaret is an even bigger piss freak than Melissa and I'm willing to bet that seeing your girlfriend pee like that drove her completely crazy."
"I think you're probably right," Keith nodded. "I'd better go grab some towels for when she comes to. You okay, sis?" he asked Melissa soliticously as he rose to his feet.
"Oh, yeah," the redheaded girl smiled weakly, still puffing heavily. "You know by now what Stephanie can do to me." She favored her girlfriend with a loving glance.
Stephanie paused from intently licking the combination of quim, semen, and urine from her glistening fingers long enough to bat her eyes coquettishly at Melissa, and both of the burst into giggles. "You were getting some towels?" Stephanie prompted Keith with a smile.
"Uh, yeah, be right back," he started, having been temporarily enthralled by the sight of Stephanie's wanton behavior. He trotted out of the room.
When he returned, he saw that his mother was awake and groggily trying to sit up. "Whoa, Mom, easy does it," he cautioned, quickly handing his armload of towels to Stephanie and leaning down to help his mother to her feet. Once she was standing and bracing herself with one arm on the table, Keith took back one towel from Stephanie and began to dry his mother's back, legs, and feet before turning to do the same for his sister. Once they were both dry, he took another towel and dropped to his knees to begin mopping up the floor.
"Here, dude, let me help you with that," Brad graciously offered, and he took another towel and joined Keith on the floor.
"Oh, you guys don't have to do that," Margaret protested. "Melissa and I were the ones who made the mess."
"Mom, this is the least we can do after that show the two of you put on," Keith looked up with a grin. "You've got me so hard now I don't think I'm ever going to go down again," he leered with a significant glance down at his raging erection. "'Cause if I ever do, I'll just remember this and I'll get hard all over again!"
"Wow," Stephanie mused with a smoldering look at Melissa and Margaret, "I think you guys managed to really impress him. We should probably do something about that problem our guys have."
"Yes, I agree it's almost time for another family orgy," Margaret smiled, having fully recovered from her gut-wrenching orgasms. "But we do have to finish our previous conversation about what Melissa is going to do with her father first." She turned to her daughter. "Since you asked my opinion – which I very much appreciate," she noted with nod, "My recommendation is that you call him and see if he would be free to get off work early enough on either Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday of this week to pick you up from school. He could take you anywhere you guys want to go except here, though I strongly recommend not risking another fuck in his car," she warned pointedly, "And then he could drop you off back here by eight p.m. Drop you off, mind. I don't even want him walking you to the door because I don't even want to have to see him, and I really, really don't want to have to talk to him. And you'll need to make sure he really does get you home by eight; that's a school night for you and you'll need time to do your homework before bed. Does that make sense?" she asked finally.
"Yeah, it does," Melissa nodded. "Only...why only one of those three days?"
"Thursday is Halloween and I've got some ideas for an interesting private costume party," her mother grinned, "Which I won't get into now. And Friday is when John gets home."
"Right," Melissa laughed, "Wouldn't want anything to interfere with that!" Her expression sobered. "You think I should call him right now?"
"Yes, I do," her mother nodded firmly. "I'd really prefer to have that settled as soon as possible so I can stop worrying about it."
"You know you're not going to stop worrying about it, Mom," Keith pointed out gently as he and Brad rose from the floor after completing their mopping task.
"No, but you know what I mean; I'll worry less," Margaret agreed. "Here," she said to Melissa, handing her the check she'd received. "His phone number is on the check. You want some privacy?"
"Not unless you need to be out of the room," Melissa replied seriously. "I'd actually prefer it if everyone is here, just in case he tries to, you know, corner me into something I don't want to do," she explained hesitantly.
"That's fine, love," her mother agreed gently. "But do not, under any circumstance, let him know that there's anyone else but you in the room. If he gets the slightest inkling there's anything sexual going on with you and the rest of us, that gives him a lever over us I really don't want him to have," she stressed. "You need to be clear that, at your request, I've agreed to start letting you occasionally spend time with him and that's all he needs to know about any of the rest of us."
"Okay, got it," Melissa nodded, "Though he already knows I have sex with my boyfriend," she pointed out with a quick smile at Brad. "And he's not in any position to say anything about sex with family members," she added, "Not after what he's done. But yeah, I get it," she hastily added to forestall the retort she could already see forming on her mother's lips.
Holding the check in one hand, Melissa stepped across the kitchen to the wall phone. With a frown of concentration, the seventh-grade girl dialed her father's number. He answered after three rings.
"Hi, Dad," Melissa said once he had said hello, "It's Melissa. Did I catch you at a bad time?"
"There's never a bad time to talk to you, love," her father answered, sounding like he was sincere.
"Okay, good," Melissa nodded, shooting a quick look at the others in the room who were watching her raptly. She swallowed nervously and continued. "The reason I'm calling is that Mom got your check today and it put her in a good enough mood that when I asked her if I could see you again, she said okay." She glanced at her mother who gave a tight smile in approval.
"No kidding?" her father replied eagerly. "When?"
"Well, she says if sometime in the early part of this week if you can get off work early enough to pick me up from school, then we could visit for a little bit. But you'd have to drop me off at home before eight p.m. Could you do that?"
"What do you mean in the early part of the week?" he asked. "You mean like tomorrow?"
Melissa could hear the raw lust in his voice even over the phone and she felt her own pussy begin to ooze all over again in response. Grimacing ruefully at her own blatantly libidinous eagerness, she replied, "Yeah, sure, tomorrow would be great, if you can get the time off, Dad. You know where my school is, right?"
"It's Kelly Junior High, where Keith went, isn't it?" he asked.
"Yep, the same," Melissa confirmed. "I get out of school at three-forty, so I'll meet you out on the street out front, okay?"
"Yeah! Heck yeah, way better than okay!" he blurted. "And you're, uh, you know, still cool with the way things went with us last time?" he asked uncertainly.
"Dad, are you asking me if I want to fuck you again?" Melissa laughed gaily with a knowing glance around the room, amused at her father's discomforture.
"Uh, yeah," he mumbled. "Jesus! Can anyone else hear you? Where are you?"
"Relax, Dad, I'm in a private place," Melissa assured him, grinning at the others in the room again. "And yes, if you're sure you want to do that again, I'd like to fuck you, too."
"Damn! That's- that's incredible!" he exclaimed. "Are you sure you can't stay longer?" he asked in a wheedling tone.
"Very sure," Melissa answered him emphatically. "Mom was absolutely clear about that; it's a school night for me and I have homework to do. Listen to me, Dad, this is important. Mom only agreed to this very reluctantly and she doesn't trust you one little bit. If you ever want to see me again after tomorrow, you can't screw this up! I mean it, Dad," she said firmly. "And one other thing – when you drop me off at home, I mean drop me off. Mom doesn't ever want you closer to the house than the street, you understand?"
"It's my house, too," he protested sullenly.
"No, Dad, it isn't," Melissa reminded him, starting to get annoyed. "You lost it in the divorce settlement. If you're going to start dragging me into all your issues with Mom, whatever they are, than you can just forget the whole thing. I don't need that kind of aggravation. Tell me you understand and agree, Dad," she insisted.
"Yeah, yeah, okay, I get it," he muttered.
"And agree, Dad," Melissa pressed.
"Yes, damn it, I agree! Happy?" her father fumed.
"I'm not happy with your attitude right now, so I really hope you get over that by tomorrow afternoon," Melissa said sharply. "It was all I could do to get Mom to let me see you even this much, so you just need to get over yourself and focus on having a good time with me. Can you do that? I need to know!" she insisted.
"Yeah, yeah I can," he replied after taking a deep breath. "I'm really looking forward to seeing you again, sweetie."
"That's better," Melissa nodded. "Me, too."
"Is there, uh, anywhere you want to go?" he asked cautiously.
"Someplace more private than your car would probably be good," Melissa sniggered. "And getting something to eat would be nice at some point, too," she added with a droll smile.
"Uh, yeah, of course," her father quickly agreed. "You, uh, you want to go out to a restaurant, or would you be okay if we just grabbed some pizza and took it home?"
"Home, as in your place?" Melissa added. "As long as your place isn't a pigsty, that's fine. It sounds like you'd rather spend the entire time fucking than doing anything else," she noted archly.
"Uh, it's not like that," he protested weakly.
"Yeah, it really is," Melissa retorted before adding gently. "But I'm totally fine with that. I'm such a horny little slut these days that spending the entire time fucking is perfectly fine with me."
"Really?!!" he exclaimed, sounding astonished. "Shit! That's great!" He paused for a moment. "Your boyfriend won't mind?"
"Dad! Why on earth would my boyfriend mind me spending some time with my father?" she exclaimed. "And why would I tell him more than that?" she asked, looking at Brad with a twinkle in her eye.
"Uh, yeah, right, I guess I wasn't thinking," he mumbled apologetically.
"Oh, you were thinking, all right, Dad," Melissa said too sweetly, "Just not with the right head."
"Ah, yeah, okay," he spluttered, clearly discomposed.
"So, is there anything else?" Melissa prompted, now eager to get off the phone and get busy with the next round of sex with her family and lovers. "If not, I'll see you tomorrow after school, okay?"
"Uh, yeah, definitely. I'll be there," he promised fervently.
"Good," Melissa nodded. "See you then. Bye, Dad," she said softly.
"Bye, sweetie," her father replied, and Melissa hung up the phone.
"Well?" she asked the others in the room once she turned around. "How did I do?"
"You were perfect," her mother assured her. "You handled yourself and the conversation just right. Only," she frowned, "What was that bit about losing it in the divorce?"
"He tried telling me this was his house, too, when I told him he couldn't come closer than the street," Melissa sniffed.
"Oh, that stupid asshole!" her mother spluttered.
"Yeah, he really is," Melissa agreed, "And if he'd kept it up for even one more second, I would have called the whole thing off right then. Fortunately, the chance to get into my pussy again means more to him than his hurt pride and he backed off in a hurry."
"Yeah, I could tell that," her mother nodded, relaxing. "And you handled that very well, love. I feel a lot better about the whole thing just seeing how you're able to manage the man," she smiled. "I think you'll be fine. In fact, I'm actually hoping you enjoy yourself," she admitted shyly, "But I think all of us would appreciate a full report when you get back."
"Not me," Keith growled. "I get that you're fine with this, Sis. But I still don't understand it."
"Everyone gets over hurts at different times and in different ways, Keith," his mother pointed out. "This is Melissa's way. It's not mine; it's not yours, and that's fine, too. Besides," she pointed out, "While Melissa's slaving away on her homework tomorrow night, the rest of us will be enjoying our own private party. Didn't consider that, did you, girl?" she asked Melissa sardonically.
"Uh, no, I hadn't," Melissa frowned, "But now that you say it, it does make sense, since I'll be fucking while the others are doing their homework and piano practice. I can live with that," she shrugged.
"And speaking of piano practice," Margaret turned to Brad and Stephanie after nodding in acknowledgment of Melissa's comment, "Your father made me promise on my life that I would make sure you keep up your daily practicing, so you should figure on taking some time for that."
"Yeah, we know," Stephanie sighed. "But could we at least go upstairs for a nice fuck first?" She looked so piteous that everyone laughed out loud.
"Yes, we can definitely all go fuck together," Margaret assured her, trying to stifle a smile. "In fact, since you were the most recent arrival in the home, we'll even let you be the director on what we do together, okay?"
"Oooh! I like that!" Stephanie murmured huskily. "Would it be too selfish of me if I wanted to have Keith's cock in my cunt, Brad's in my ass, and each of you sexy ladies sucking one of my tits?"
"Oh, fuck!" Margaret groaned, "You just started my pussy gushing. I don't care if it's selfish or not, it sounds damned hot. Let's do it! Come on, upstairs, everyone!" she urged.
Everyone pounded up the stairs with unseemly haste, though Brad somehow managed to worm his fingers up into Melissa's cunt hole from behind her on the stairs. Since she objected to that not one bit, she happily let his fingers stay lodged inside her as they continued down the hall and into the master bedroom.
Once they were all in the bedroom, however, Margaret winced, "Oh, darn! I knew I was forgetting something. Keith, would you be a love and go back down to the pantry and grab as many water bottles as you can carry from the case there? I want to make sure everyone stays well hydrated so we'll have plenty of piss available."
"Yeah, sure, Mom," Keith replied with an amused look as he turned around and headed back downstairs.
"While we're waiting, Brad, do you want to take the lube," and she handed the dark-haired boy the bottle of baby oil from the nightstand, "And start getting your sister's ass ready for your cock. Unless you had something else in mind," she quickly added with an apologetic look at Stephanie.
"No, that's fine, my love," Stephanie smiled mysteriously. "We're thinking alike, which doesn't surprise me in the slightest."
"I'm so glad!" Margaret replied, finding herself utterly unable to wipe the giddy, schoolgirl grin off her face at hearing Stephanie refer to her as her love.
Melissa noted the byplay between her mother and her girlfriend and commented only partly in jest, "Wow, that's really good that you two have made such a connection. Should I be worried?"
Stephanie gave her redheaded lover an exasperated shake of her head. "God! You and your mom really are alike. She was worried about the same thing, like, that she couldn't compete with you for my love. Guys!" she exclaimed, "It's not a competition, and I love you both as much as a human being can possibly love anyone! Unbelievable!" she muttured before turning her head around to tell her brother, "That feels really nice, Bro. I love having you inside my ass." She rocked her hips back and forth to force the finger he had inserted in her anus even deeper inside. Melissa and her mother shot sheepish grins at each other and wisely kept their mouths shut.
"Well I love being there, Sis," Brad grinned. "You ready for another finger?"
"Do it!" Stephanie commanded, her breathing already deepening with arousal, then groaned with pleasure as her brother easily pushed another oil-slickened finger into her rectum and began to diligently stretch her anal sphincter out in all directions. "Oh, yeah, that's really nice," she panted.
Melissa, still embarrassed by her insecure outburst to Stephanie, quickly busied herself retrieving all the various vibrators from the nightstand and, borrowing the oil from Brad momentarily, coated one with baby oil and asked Brad, "You want this up your ass now, love?"
"Definitely," her boyfriend grinned and leaned forward to accommodate her. "Damn! That feels better and better each time we use those. It's getting so it feels like something's missing when I don't have one of those buzzing inside me," he commented with a dreamy sigh as Melissa switched the intruding sex toy on inside Brad's bung.
Just then Keith bustled in with his arms full of at least a dozen water bottles. His cock immediately twitched as he took in the sight of his sister starting the vibrator in Brad's ass while the dark-haired boy plunged a pair of slippery fingers into Stephanie's ass. "You save one of those for me, Sis?" he asked hopefully.
"Of course, dear brother," Melissa smiled, her eyes smoky with growing lust. "Why don't you pass out those water bottles first, though, so everyone can get nice and full for later? You may have to open the bottles, though, for those of us with lube on our fingers already, okay?" she suggested. Her mother gave an approving chuckle.
"Uh, yeah, right," Keith gave an understanding nod as he unceremoniously dumped all the bottles onto the bed; a couple of them immediately rolled off onto the floor and the blond teen just shrugged. He opened up one bottle and handed it to Melissa, who began to gulp it down noisily, and opened a second for Brad who accepted it with a grin and began to drink it rapidly as well.
He followed up by handing a bottle to his mother but Stephanie asked him from her place on the bed with her elbows on the mattress and her butt up in the air as her brother continued to work his fingers in and out of her anus, "Baby, I'm kind of in an awkward position here and can't get my hands free. I don't suppose you could hold my bottle for me while I drink it, could you?"
"No problem," Keith smiled indulgently. He knelt sat on the bed beside Stephanie's head, uncapped a water bottle, and gingerly tipped to her lips. She nodded appreciatively as she swallowed carefully, trying not to spill.
"Would you like me to bottle-feed you, too, Son?" Margaret asked in a husky tone.
"Uh, yeah, thanks, Mom," Keith grinned.
His mother scooted her bottom across the bed so she was behind Keith, then gently tipped him back so his head was cradled on her lush, bare bosom and held the water bottle to his lips so he could drink.
"Bring back memories, Mom?" Melissa asked, finding the scene strangely moving.
"Actually, it does," her mother confirmed with a wistful expression. "After the breakup with Celeste, I was completely devastated and was just kind of going through the motions every day. It wasn't until I had Keith that I finally decided to start living again. And yes, this really does remind me of holding my baby boy in my arms and feeding him," she smiled, her eyes gleaming with emotion.
"Aww, that's really sweet, Margaret!" Stephanie exclaimed. "It really kind of makes me look forward to when we'll all have babies from our guys."
"All of them?" Margaret asked pointedly.
"Absolutely," Stephanie confirmed seriously.
"I want that, too, Mom," Melissa broke in quickly, trying to stave off too many questions about where John might fit into that plan.
But her mother pressed on, looking fascinated. "Does that include John, too?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.
"If both you and he are willing, definitely," Melissa stated firmly. "I know, first we all need to be married to each other. But once we are, it just seems like the most natural thing in the world for us to get pregnant by the men. Wouldn't you like that, too, Mom? Wouldn't you like to have John's baby? And Keith's? And Brad's?" she asked with an intense look.
Margaret blinked several times, looking stunned. "Wow!" she murmured at last. "You know, until Stephanie told me about your plans earlier I had honestly never considered that. I'm still figuring out how I'm going to tell John that I'm having sex not only with my own kids but with his, too, and you guys are making family plans years in the future." She made a wry face. "And while I really like the idea, to tell you the truth, I think I kind of figured that my child-bearing years were over."
"Mom!" Melissa cried after shooting Stephanie a sharp look about her girlfriend's premature revalation of their plans together, "Why? You're thirty-two years old – I do think you've got a few years left before menopause," she noted dryly. Stephanie merely shrugged unapologetically and Melissa had to remind herself about her previously spilling the beans about the plan to John because she just felt the time was right, and allowed as how Stephanie must have done the same thing.
"Well, I'll have to think about that for a bit," her mother murmured. "As you say, there are more than a few things that have to happen first." She looked down fondly at her son, lovingly cradled to her breast. "You finished that bottle fast, baby. You want another one?" she asked in a thick voice.
"Oh, sure," Keith grinned.
"Here," Melissa smiled knowingly at her mother, handing her another opened bottle. "I'm definitely going to drink another one, too. Something tells me I'm really going to want a full bladder for whatever happens next," she chuckled lasciviously.
"Yep, drinks all around!" Brad called out from behind his sister. "You ready for another finger, Steph?" he asked soliticously.
"Oh, I've been ready," she assured him huskily. "I was just so interested in the conversation that I didn't want to interrupt."
Melissa handed Brad another opened bottle, then passed another to Keith to feed to Stephanie. She had to slide off the bed for a moment to retrieve the remaining bottles that had rolled onto the floor, but quickly handed opened ones to her mother both for herself and to serve Keith. She then hastily gulped down a second full bottle, noting with gratification that she could already feel pressure building in her bladder.
Once Melissa had drained her second bottle, she resumed her task of preparing a vibrator for her brother's ass. "Ready to get filled up, Bro?" she asked with a bit of a leer as she held up the glistening, gold vibrator.
"Oh, hell, yeah!" he replied with a growl. "Thanks, Mom," he said as he shifted his body down from her breast, "That really did feel nice. I- uh, well, would you mind if we did that again sometime?" he asked bashfully.
"I would love too, my baby," Margaret answered her son with a smoky glow in her eyes.
Mellisa shot her mother a knowing look. Once Keith was lying on his side on the bed, she warned, "Here it comes, Keith," before deftly sliding the smooth, rounded tip of the vibrator past her brother's anal sphincter, noting with a grin that he relaxed so quickly and eagerly there was hardly any resistance.
"Ohhhh, I never get tired of that feeling," Keith groaned in depraved pleasure, wriggling his buttocks enthusiastically to help work the toy fully inside his rectum. "Hoh! Fuck, that's intense!" he croaked when Melissa twisted the knob and the instrument began buzzing in his bowels.
"You want one, too, Mom?" Melissa asked with an inquiring look.
Her mother gave Melissa a calculating look. "Actually, if you wouldn't mind, love, it occurred to me that if Keith is going to be lying on his back with his cock in Stephanie's pussy, he's going to have a completely unoccupied face, and I would love to feel his tongue running all the way up and down my cunt and into my ass. I know it's selfish..." she shrugged apologetically.
"No worries, Mom," Melissa laughed easily. "You called dibs, and since we're both going to be sucking Steph's tits, you've got to sit somewhere while you do."
"True," her mother replied with a sidelong grin. "You want some help getting one inside you now? Or more than one?" she teased.
"Thanks, Mom," Melissa replied cheerfully, refusing to rise to the bait. She passed her mother a vibrator that she had also coated generously with oil. "I'd love for you to put this in my butt," she requested, turning her bottom around so it faced her mother. "Ohhhh, yes, that really is very nice," she purred as she felt the cool, metal object slide almost effortlessly into her anus.
"So what are you going to do besides suck your girlfriend's adorably sexy tit?" her mother asked with blatantly prurient interest.
"I figure Keith will still have at least one hand free he can use to finger my pussy," Melissa grinned. She was already becoming highly aroused from the vibrating sensations in her rectum.
"I can sure do that!" her brother laughed. "Just tell me how far you want to take it," he added seriously.
"What's that mean?" their mother demanded with a sharp look.
"It's just that the last time I was getting multiple cocks inside me," Stephanie explained gleefully, "And Mel was `just' having Keith put his fingers in her cunt, your daughter got so crazy and wild that she ended up begging him to totally fist her pussy! Well you did! And he did!" she asserted in response to the black look Melissa shot her.
"Oh, my! You had mentioned that you let yourself get fisted more than once, love," Margaret looked at her daughter with a decidedly predatory look, "And that the last time you basically demanded that it happen, but I think I get the picture a lot better now. Just don't feel like you have to put on a repeat performance for my benefit, sweetheart," she urged, but her eyes belied the arousal at the idea she was feeling.
Melissa gave her mother a significant look but just replied, "We'll just see how things go." She looked over at Brad. "Baby, is your sister's ass stretched out yet? I'm really, really ready to start fucking," she pleaded.
"I'm so ready!" Stephanie moaned. "Let's do it!" Keith hastily scrambled to a position flat on his back, worming his body under Stephanie's. The slim twelve-year-old propped herself up on Keith's chest with one hand while reaching down between her legs to seize the blond teen's rock-hard organ and work it into place at the opening of her vagina. With a couple of sensuous wiggles to fully seat Keith's prick in position, Stephanie lowered herself down onto it, quickly impaling herself completely and gasping with pleasure at the sensation. "Okay, Brother. Ready for you in my butt now," she urged in a voice hoarse with rapidly rising arousal. "Hoh! Oh, God, yes! That's so good, Brad!" she grunted as her brother plunged his cock as far as he could into her welcoming bowels. "Okay, guys, start fucking me!" she commanded, rocking her hips in a steady rhythm to assist. Both boys eagerly began to work their hips in counterpoint, driving their cocks into Stephanie's nether orifices with alternating thrusts.
Melissa looked over at her mother, who seemed totally mesmerized by the sight of Stephanie taking both cocks at once. "Your turn, Mom," Melissa urged, giving her mother a bit of a gentle nudge with her hand.
"Huh? Oh, yeah!" Margaret murmured, her cheeks coloring. She heaved her voluptuous body up to straddle her son's face, easing herself down slowly enough to allow Keith to find a position that would allow him to continue breathing easily. "Sorry," she mumbled to Melissa. "I- I just can't get over how incredibly magical Stephanie is. I can't seem to stop staring at her," she confessed.
"Oh, believe me, I totally get it, Mom," Melissa assured her parent with a knowing smile. "I still have to pinch myself sometimes to convince myself it's not all some wonderful, erotic dream having someone that gut-wrenchingly sexy in my life."
"Huh?" Stephanie gasped as the two boys relentlessly plunged their pricks inside her. "Are you guys talking about me?"
"We sure are, sexy lady," Melissa replied warmly as she shifted her body so she was kneeling next to Keith with her crotch over his hand. "We both love you so incredibly much and can't seem to keep our eyes off you."
"Oh, wow!" the black-haired girl murmured. "Good thing I like looking at both of you just as much. I- oh! Ohhhh!" she groaned suddenly as both Melissa and her mother leaned in and encircled Stephanie's small, perfectly-formed breasts with their lips and began suckling and licking them.
Mellisa heard her mother's breathing rapidly deepening as Keith's tonge began a relentless assault on her vulva from her rapidly swelling clit back to her reflexively clenching and relalxing anus. The redheaded seventh grader decided it was high time her own pussy got some attention so she reached down, grabbed her brother's hand, and tugged it firmly into her cunt slit. Keith got the message and began to slide his fingers up and down her slippery, oozing crevice. She rocked her hips back and forth to establish a nice rhythm over her brother's fingers while she sucked Stephanie's petite breast all the way into her mouth before allowing it to escape with an audible pop. Melissa was amazed at how wet her pussy was already, but surreptitiously began to augment the flood by releasing tiny amounts of piss at regular intervals.
Keith must have noticed something because he began to slide his fingers more deeply up her cunt hole, first with a pair of fingers that he drove Melissa out of her mind with by wriggling them together, then with tripled fingers. She could tell that her brother was deliberately trying to stretch out her vaginal opening now and realized that he must have been fervently hoping that she would let him fist her again. Though she had been dubious at the outset of their group orgy, the more Keith was forcing his finger deeply into her and the more she listened to the grunts, moans, and ecstatic cries of her mother and Stephanie, the hotter and hotter she was becoming.
But when she heard her mother already starting to come, the last vestige of fear and dignity blew away in her mind, and she knew there was no way she was going to end this except with Keith's whole hand up her cunt hole. She began to push down onto her brother's upraised fingers harder and harder, pushing more of the girth into her already tightly distended vagina. At the same time, she began to allow more and more hot urine to flood her brother's hand until her entire crotch was one sopping mass of pubic flesh. She felt Keith's palm pressed firmly against her pussy and realized that he had worked his three fingers as far inside her as he could. "More!" she gasped. "Give me more, Keith!"
Stephanie pulled Melissa's face away from her pubescent tit long enough to gaze searchingly into her lover's eyes. "You- unnggghh! You really going for it- ooooh! Again?" she panted as Brad and Keith relentlessly pounded their young, stiff cocks into her holes.
"I- hunnngghhhh! I can't help it, Steph!" Melissa gasped piteously. "I need to be filled up so much! This thing buzzing in my ass just drives me completely out of- hoh! Out of control!"
"Wha- oh, God! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh!" Margaret puffed, momentarily between climaxes. "What's happening?"
"She's gonna' let Keith- ooooh! Fist her again!" Stephanie informed her with a groan.
"Hoohhhh! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Really?" Margaret cried shrilly. "You really- unnngghh! You really want to do that- ohhh! To yourself, baby?"
"I have to, Mom!" Melissa groaned. "When I- ooohhh!" she gasped as she felt Keith add his little finger to the others already forcing their way inexorably inside her, "When I get going like- hoh! Oh, God! Like this, I just need- unnnggghhh! Need all of him!"
"Oh, my baby, I know, I know!" Margaret moaned. Truth be told, even though she was trying to be a concerned mother, the idea of actually witnessing her daughter's cunt being completely ravaged by Keith's hand was driving her wild with excitement. "Here," she breathlessly commanded, reaching over to grab the bottle of baby oil, "Raise up just a minute," she urged.
When Melissa rather grudgingly allowed her hips to rise and her brother's hand to withdraw from the dank, drenched recesses of her cunt hole temporarily, Margaret hastily squeezed two generous squirts of the clear, slippery fluid onto her son's hand. "There!" she puffed, "Now you should be able to- hoh! Oh, God! To get the rest into her!"
As Melissa felt her brother begin to press all five of his slippery, aligned fingers past her tortured vaginal sphincter, she thrust her face forward once more to seize Stephanie's small but very hard nipple between her teeth and began to bite it, gently at first but with steadily increasing ferocity. She was determined to make her young lover come when she did. At the same time, she reached down and began to diddle her clit, amazed at how completely wet and slick she was. She twigged her clitoris faster and faster, trying to drive her arousal to increase faster than the pain from her brother's hand.
"Is he- hunnnggghhh! Really doing it?" Melissa heard her mother moan. She could tell from the way her voice sounded that the woman was going crazy with lust and excitement.
"N-not yet, Mom!" she grunted, lifting her face away from Stephanie's breast to look at her parent whose face was inches from her own. Melissa's fingers were a blur now in her crotch as they savagely buzzed her turgid clit. She saw her mother's eyes dart downwards and then nod in understanding.
"Pain turns into- ohhh! Something else when you- unnnggghh! Get really hot, huh?" Margaret grunted knowingly with a weak smile.
"Uh-huh!" Melissa gasped, and then both mother and daughter returned their attentions to Stephanie's breasts. Despite the raw lust howling through her plump, creamy body, Melissa was finding the sensation of her brother's hand forcing its way inexorably into her cunt hole almost more than she could stand. She felt her head spinning, her entire body feeling as if every fiber were focused on the sensations between her legs of the buzzing vibrator in her ass, her relentlessly sliding fingers over the tip of her clit, and the excruciating distention of her vaginal opening.
There was a sudden, sharp agony in her cunt followed by equally sudden relief of the cruel stretching pressure as Keith's hand finally pushed past the most constricted part of Melissa's vaginal opening and with that reduction in discomfort, all the wild desire and arousal that was previously banked by the pain erupted completely. "Haaaggggghhhh!" Melissa screamed, flinging her head back away from Stephanie's breast. "Oh, fuck! You're in me! You're all the way- hoh! Oh, God! All the way in me, Keith! Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck me, Keith! Fuck my cunt – hoh! With your hand!" she cried raggedly, panting desperately with excitement. To add emphasis to her plea, she drove her crotch down fiercely onto her brother's hand, forcing it even more deeply into her impossibly distended vagina.
"Give it to her, Keith!" Stephanie growled, puffing heavily from her own obscene exertions. "Fuck her hard and make her come! I'm- oh, holy fuck! I'm almost there, too!"
Keith clearly understood that multiple climaxes were in the offing for he began to both lick his mother's clit furiously and push his hand up and down inside his sister's cunt, burying it so far that he was actually able to poke a finger into the opening of Melissa's cervix with each inward thrust. Melissa responded by gasping with each plunge of her brother's hand and whimpering continuously, her voice muffled by Stephanie's breast filling her mouth as she suckled and bit her lover's hard nipple fiercely. At the same time, he began to plunge his cock as hard and fast as he could into Stephanie's pussy. Brad matched his furious tempo with his prick in his sister's ass and both boys could feel their own orgasms looming, helped on their way by the wonderfully debauched sensation of their cocks sliding against one another inside Stephanie's body.
Between the excruciatingly delightful sensations in her ass, cunt, and clit and the increasingly frenzied cries of ecstasy from Stephanie and her mother, Melissa could feel an orgasm already starting to build within her. She began to flick the tip of her already throbbing clit at a frantic pace and felt the tingles start to well up within her cunt. Suddenly a mind-blowing orgasm slammed into her without any additional warning and it was all she could do to keep her mouth on Stephanie's breast as Melissa's body shuddered and writhed uncontrollably. Keith plunged his hand up into her even more deeply in response to the rhythmic constrictions of her vagina as the climax ripped through her, holding it firmly in position and completely filling her up.
Melissa continued to frig her own clit as best she could despite the spasmodic jerking of her hips and torso and this resulted in another climax erupting within her even before the initial one had subsided, and her body shuddered anew under its onslaught. She felt Stephanie's hard-bitten nipple start to rhythmically pulse and knew that her girlfriend was climaxing as well, the thought of which immediately launched yet another orgasm in the convulsing, plump redhead. By now, Melissa realized that she was almost certainly going to black out once more so she allowed her bladder to empty hot piss all over her brother's arm and the bedding below. The final thing she heard before she lost consciousness completely was her mother screaming and shrieking beside her as the woman underwent climax after climax under the skilled assault of her brother's tongue.
And then Melissa heard the now-familiar roaring in her ears and the descent into temporary oblivion.
When Melissa's eyes fluttered open once more and she groggily tried to remember where she was and what had happened, the first thing she was aware of was a heavy weight on top of her. She gradually comprehended that her mother must have collapsed onto her when she blacked out as well. The next thing she realized was that the vibrator was still buzzing merrily away in her ass but the agonizing distention of her vagina was gone, so she knew Keith must have mercifully pulled his hand back out while she was still unconscious, for which she was grateful. She raised her head as far as she could with her mother's still-slumbering chest and head across her own breasts and saw to her amusement that Stephanie had also appeared to have passed out, for her body was sprawled atop her mother's hips and thighs.
Melissa heard her brother say, "Hey there, Sis. You're the first one back."
She craned her neck around to view Keith's face, now unencumbered by their mother's cunt, though his cheeks and chin still glistened wetly with saliva and pussy juice. "Uh, hi," she managed to croak. "How long was I out?"
"Just a minute or so," he assured her. "Mom and Steph went out right after you did."
"I'm not surprised," Melissa nodded. "That was pretty intense all the way around. Thanks, by the way, for pulling your hand back out while I was still passed out so I didn't have to feel the worst part."
"You're welcome," her brother smiled. "I remembered that from the last time. I would have pulled out your vibrator, too, but I can't reach it. Mine either," he added with a gleam in his eye.
"Ooh, what a shame!" Melissa giggled knowingly. "It does feel kind of nice in there, doesn't it? We might have to just walk around all the time with our assholes filled up, huh?"
"Well, maybe not all the time," Keith replied with a droll expression. "But yeah, I'm enjoying the feeling now, too. How's your, uh, your cunt feel?" he asked with a concerned frown.
"Oh, you know," Melissa grimaced. "Sore as hell, but do I feel like it was worth it? Yeah, I really do," she nodded assuringly with a grin.
"And you said Dad's cock is smaller than mine?" Keith asked with raised eyebrows. "You think you'll be recovered enough by tomorrow afternoon for him to even know he's fucking you?"
"Oh! Now you're just being mean," his sister retorted with a sniff. "Is there any doubt in your mind that I'll be able to figure out some way for him to enjoy himself?"
"No, when you put it that way, I guess not," Keith had to admit. "Well, I hope you have a good time. I still couldn't care less if he does," he muttured.
"Funny, it just sounded like that's exactly what you cared about," Melissa pointed out with a meaningful look.
Whatever response her brother might have made was circumvented by a loud groan from their mother as she awoke and raised her head. "Oh, hi, my loves," she said hoarsely, looking first at Melissa and then at Keith. "Another incredible fuck!" she sighed happily before looking over at Stephanie who was still slumbering on top of her. "Ha! I see you guys sent Stephanie over the edge, too." She looked at her daughter. "And you? Did you black out again, too? And how's your cunt? Still think that was a good idea?" she asked skeptically.
"Hi, Mom," Melissa replied with a sanguine expression. "Yep, I passed out, too, so it was a nice three-way come. And yeah, I'm sore now but I don't regret it for a minute. There's just something about being that filled up that just makes me come like crazy."
"Yes, you're definitely my daughter," her mother muttered, shaking her head. "Just try to give yourself a little time to recover before you try that again."
"Well, since I'm already all stretched out, is there really any reason why I couldn't do it again, at least today?" Melissa asked archly.
"You're kidding?!! You're not kidding!" her mother blurted, astounded. "Fine, whatever. It's your pussy; I give up trying to be sensible on your behalf."
"Well, since you just admitted you like the feeling, too, maybe the others would be willing to fist us both, side by side later," Melissa suggested with a sidelong glance at her mother.
"Oh! You little witch!" her mother exclaimed with a rueful expression. "You know damned well I can't resist an offer like that! My pussy started dripping again like crazy the minute you said that."
"Said what?" Stephanie asked, raising her head at last and looking keenly interested in whatever she'd just missed.
"Hey, lover," Melissa greeted Stephanie fondly. "I was just suggesting that since my pussy's already all stretched out and Mom loves being fisted even more than I do, maybe you guys would be willing to give us side-by-side fistings for our grand finale before bed tonight."
"Really?" Stephanie grinned, shaking her head in amazement. "Even after all that, you still want more?"
"You know me, love," Melissa shrugged self-consciously.
"I sure do," Stephanie agreed, giving her redheaded girlfriend a penetrating look. She then looked around at everyone else. "Anything else I missed?" she asked in a sweet voice.
"Just that both Keith and are about to explode but we didn't want to piss inside you until you were awake," Brad said from behind her in a somewhat strained voice.
"Oh, poor baby," Stephanie grinned unrepentantly. "Well, I'm definitely awake now, so let me have it!" She propped herself back up fully atop Keith, which allowed Margaret to raise herself back up to a kneeling position straddling Keith's head. Both boys gave simultaneous, very relieved groans, followed by Stephanie exclaiming, "Oh, that is so cool! I can feel both of you filling me up!" She looked over at Melissa and grinned. "I can see why you like this so much."
"Mmmmff!" Keith suddenly grunted in surprise as his mother released a strong stream of piss right into his face. He squeezed his eyes shut against the acrid fluid but gamely opened his mouth to accept the flow.
Melissa could even see her brother swallowing as much as he could, a sight which started her ruined pussy dripping again. She looked back at Stephanie. "You, uh, got any plans for all that once they've finished emptying themselves into you?"
"You're welcome to as much as you can catch," the black-haired girl murmured with a smoldering glance, "But you'd better get in position, girl, `cause I'm not sure how much I can hold it in once they're not inside me anymore."
Melissa quickly scrambled to place her face as close as she could to Stephanie's crotch, though at the moment it was completely occupied by Brad and Keith. Once both boys announced they were done pissing, though, Stephanie instructed, "Okay, lover, get ready. I'm going to raise up as much as I can once they pull out and you get your head under me."
"I will!" Melissa agreed eagerly. She glanced over at her mother and saw the woman watching her with wide, lust-filled eyes and grinned at her parent. Her mother just nodded in recognition of their shared fetish and continued watching intently.
"Okay, here we go!" Stephanie cried, hoisting herself up fully onto her knees as Melissa forcefully wormed her head into the gap between Stephanie's pussy and her brother's cock, pointing her face up.
Melissa didn't have long to wait as there was a sudden gush of liquid from both Stephanie's vagina and her ass. Melissa opened her mouth widely, secretly glad she'd managed to get her mouth under her girlfriend's pussy and not her ass, since no one had taken an enema that day, and began swallowing greedily as the pungent liquid flowed out of Stephanie and into her mouth.
Melissa's concerns about the contents of Stephanie's ass were well founded. She heard Brad say in an odd tone, "Uh, Sis, there's more than piss coming out of you."
"Oh, never mind," Marge quickly stepped in. "That kind of comes with the territory with anal sex, and everything washes. You just get everything out you can, love," she advised Stephanie.
Melissa was rather startled as she realized that her mother had just basically given Stephanie permission to shit all over her, and she hastily shifted her head so that her face wasn't under her girlfriend's anus. And not a moment too soon, for she heard Stephanie grunt, followed by the soft, plopping sound of loose turds landing on her brother's thighs, accompanied by a foul reek. To her dismay, she also felt a few warm bits land on her cheek.
"Damn!" Brad murmured, sounding impressed. "You're really shitting!"
"You like that?" Margaret asked huskily. Melissa realized that her mother was taking a great deal of lascivious interest in seeing her children being pooped on.
"Yeah, I kind of do," Brad admitted. "I've, uh, well, I've never seen anyone shit from close up before. It's interesting," he trailed off lamely.
"Oooh, I think Slutty Brad has discovered a new kind of kinkiness to enjoy," Stephanie said gleefully, her eyes scrunched shut with the effort of squeezing out still more now that she knew her brother was enthralled by the sight.
"Go ahead and touch it," Margaret encouraged Brad. "We're all going to need showers – and yes, enemas – after this anyway."
"Oh, really?" Brad asked, obviously torn between fascination and disgust.
"Why not?" Margaret encouraged. "You've never actually held shit in your hands before?"
"Uh, no, not that I recall," Brad mumbled self-consciously, but he put out a hand directly under his sister's anus and sucked in his breath when she deposited a large, soft pile of reeking excrement into his outstretched hand.
"Well, if you're all going to start having babies together sometime, you'd better get used to it. It happens more often than you might imagine," Margaret informed him with a knowing smile.
"Really?" Stephanie queried, looking interested.
"Really," Margaret assured her knowingly. "Even when you do your best to keep everything in their diapers, it doesn't always work. Cleaning up baby shit is definitely part of being a parent," she snorted.
"Oh- unnngggh!" Stephanie grunted as she pushed out several more soft, reeking turds out of her asshole. Melissa just resigned herself to letting the shit fall where it would, just keeping her eyes and her mouth closed.
When Stephanie finally announced that she was done shitting, Melissa sat back up once more and was startled to see that Brad had taken the handful of his sister's excrement and had smeared it all over his cock, slathering it up and down the shaft. His cock was rapidly growing back into a full erection once more despite his recent ejaculation into Stephanie's anus. "Wow," Melissa murmured with a look that was clearly struggling between disgust and lurid fascination, "That really does turn you on, doesn't it, my love?"
Brad shrugged with a weak grin, "Yeah, well, right now it does. I don't know if I'd want to do something like this every day, but right now, it's just so, I don't know..." he trailed off.
"Kinky because it's forbidden," Margaret responded sagely. "Sometimes doing things sexy can be especially nice if they're really naughty at the same time. And since we're all taught from the time we're little to shit only in the toilet, and not in the bed, and certainly never on other people, being able to do it now kind of gives it a little extra sizzle, don't you think?"
"Yeah!" Brad blurted, sounding grateful that someone understood him. "That's it exactly!"
He gave Margaret such an adoring look that Melissa had to chuckle indulgently. "Now you know what we told you about letting Slutty Brad out to play. When our boy gets turned on enough, he's a constant source of really sexy surprises," she commented to her mother.
"I'm so glad for it," Margaret smiled, her eyes glittering with renewed arousal as she gazed at Brad, making him blush.
"Ahhh!" Stephanie sighed contentedly as she finally rolled off from her position atop Keith's hips and collapsed onto the bed, heedless of the stray bits of shit on the sheet that she was lying on. "That really was incredible. You're right, Margaret, too. There's something so amazingly sexy about being able to do something like that and have it be okay!" she beamed at the older woman.
"I'm glad you liked it, too," Margaret murmured, her voice growing husky with lust. She glanced around at the others on the bed. "Since this is all going to require a major cleanup later, if anyone else needs to poop now, you might as well go ahead. It looks to me like at least a few people here would find that interesting to watch."
"Damn! Really?" Keith blurted. "Okay, sure, why not?" He reached down and pulled the vibrator out of his ass, then grabbed his knees, pulling them tightly against his chest. This raised his hips up in such a way that his anus was completely exposed and aimed straight up. Keith frowned in concentration and effort and Melissa watched, as enthralled as everyone else, as her brother's anal sphincter clenched and unclenched a couple of times before a solid, brown turd began to emerge from within the blond boy's rectum. Within seconds, it had been pushed completely out and dropped into Brad's eagerly waiting hands.
Brad began to squeeze the thick, stinking material playfully through his fingers, a look of almost childlike glee on his face. His cock, however, was anything but childlike, jutting straight out from his body, glistening from the coating of Stephanie's shit all over it. A wicked gleam emerged in Brad's eyes. "That's so incredibly hot, Keith. Keep on shitting, bro'! I just gotta' try this," he warned before leaning forward and pushing his befouled, incredibly rigid prick directly into Keith's still shitting anus.
"Doh!" Keith gasped in surprise as he felt Brad's cock push deeply into his rectum. "Uh, that does feel really good, but it's kind of hard to push anything out when you're pushing in," he grunted.
"So push out when I pull out, and we'll just go back and forth," Brad grinned helpfully. "I gotta' tell you, this feels amazing! I think you're gonna' want to try this sometime, too."
"Unnngghhh!" Keith rumbled, trying to comply with Brad's kinky request. "If you say so."
"Oh, God, yes! Just like that!" Brad said encouragingly as another mass of thick, brown excrement emerged from Keith's straining anus the second Brad's cock pulled out. "Coming in again!" he cried enthusiastically as he thrust his hips forward and once more buried his reeking member deeply into Keith's bowels.
Melissa looked at Stephanie and both of them just shook their heads incredulously. "Things you never suspect, huh?" the slim, black-haired girl marveled.
"It's kind of neat, though," Melissa replied with a shy smile. "I mean, we both love learning new things that turn our lovers on. Mom and I are both piss freaks; it makes perfect sense to have someone in the family who's a bit of a shit freak, too."
"Huh," Stephanie nodded with a thoughtful smile. She glanced over at her brother, who had once more plunged his prick into Keith's ass after the blond boy had pushed out yet another, smaller turd. "I'd say once Keith gets empty, my horny brother is going to totally go for it and come in Keith's ass."
"It sure looks that way," Margaret murmured, who had been watching the utterly perverted tableau unfold before her, as mesmerized as the two girls. She frowned momentarily. "Huh, I guess with all this inspiration, now I need to shit, too."
"Uh, Margaret, would you like to shit all over my pussy?" Stephanie offered bashfully. Melissa goggled at her girlfriend in astonishment. "Why not?" Stephanie asked Melissa with a shrug. "Everyone else is getting into it."
"Hey, I'm not objecting," Melissa smiled indulgently. She was actually becoming as fascinated as everyone else with the turn of their sexual exploration, and she realized that the foul stench in the room didn't seem as overpowering as at first, probably because her nose was becoming saturated with the odor.
"I would totally love to do that, little lover," Margaret responded to Stephanie. "Why don't you lie down where we can both keep watching the boys?"
Stephanie grinned eagerly and shifted her body on the bed so that she had an excellent view of her brother's cock diving in and out of Keith's willing asshole. Margaret positioned her own body with her ass squatting down over Stephanie's vulva and facing towards the boys as well, with her broad, fleshy back to Stephanie's face.
"Ready?" Margaret asked thickly, sounding as if she were already beginning to strain.
"Definitely," Stephanie nodded. Melissa watched, spellbound, as her mother's anus flexed and then allowed a much thinner, more liquid stream of excrement to flow out on onto the slender girl's cunt. Stephanie gave an unexpectedly erotic sigh and began to work the reeking fluid all around her cunt with her hands, sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt slit and stimulating her clit as well. Melissa instantly knew that Stephanie fully intended to make herself come once more and smiled to herself at the way her lover had so willingly thrown herself into this new family perversion.
With a mental shrug, Melissa resolved to see if she could manage to let herself shit, too, and she hoisted her body over Keith's with her plump, creamy thighs straddling his chest and arms. "A word of warning, dear brother," Melissa called out. "I'm going to try to get in on the act, too. But I'll try to share all I can with Brad."
"Oaky, thanks for the warning," Keith puffed as Brad was now vigorously slamming his cock into his empty bowels. "But no worries if any gets on me. It seems like we're all going to be pretty covered before this is over."
"Uh-huh," Melissa agreed in a strained voice as she attempted to push the contents of her bowels out onto her brother's chest. At the same time, she leaned forward and put her lips on Brad's, bestowing a long and very wet, tongue-filled kiss on her boyfriend.
"Th- thanks for, hoh! For being so understanding, Mel!" Brad groaned appreciatively when their lips parted. "Are you really gonna' shit on Keith?" he asked eagerly.
"I'm – unnngghhh! I'm trying," Melissa grunted. "Ahhh!" she finally sighed with relief as she felt a small turd emerge from her ass. She reached around behind her to catch it in her hand, an action that she found very strange, but that seemed to fit in perfectly with all the other strange and kinky things they'd all been doing. She brought her poop-filled hand up in front of Brad's face. "See?" she asked proudly.
"Fuuuckk!" Brad groaned, "That's so hot!" His expression turned plaintive. "Could I- uh, could I lick it?" he asked tenuously.
"If you want," Melissa agreed with raised eyebrows. "Just don't plan on kissing me afterwards," she insisted firmly.
"Right," Brad nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he continued to thrust manfully in and out of Keith's ass with his cock. The eighth-grade boy leaned in and Melissa held her turd in her hand right up to Brad's lips. With an almost ecstatic expression, the boy put his tongue out and touched it tentatively to the wet, gleaming surface. Melissa held her breath to see what Brad's reaction would be, but to her amazement, her boyfriend put his entire mouth over the slimy, brown mass and sucked it in. At the same time, his entire body began to shudder and writhe and Melissa realized that the boy was coming in Keith's ass at the same time he was clearly chewing and swallowing her entire turd.
Melissa was absolutely dumbfounded, and her mouth dropped open. She realized that she should feel appalled, yet all she felt was amazed love that Brad could find arousal in such an unexpected way. Brad opened his eyes, which had been scrunched tightly shut as he climaxed, and looked at her, a kind of goofy smile spreading across his face. "Are you okay?" Melissa finally managed to ask in a stunned voice. "Didn't that taste horrible?"
"It sure did!" Brad agreed with a beatific smile. "And it was wonderful."
"Huh?" Melissa blinked.
"'Cause it came from you," Brad replied simply. "Just knowing you were sharing something from your body...it, well, it was so intense that it just made me come like crazy."
"Oh, baby, that is so amazingly sweet," Melissa cried, deeply touched. "But I'm still not going to kiss you," she added quickly.
"Yeah, I get that," Brad grimaced. "Fact is, now that I'm not so turned on anymore, it really is a gross taste. Is there any water left in one of those bottles?" he asked, looking around the bed.
"'Fraid not," Melissa answered after quickly surveying the surface of the bed as well. "We drank them all. But," she added brightly, "That means that I really do have to piss now. Would that help get the taste out of your mouth?"
"Hah!" Brad barked. "Yeah it probably would at that," he acknowledged with a knowing look.
"Hey, Keith, you okay down there if I lie down on top of you so Brad can suck the piss out of my pussy?" she asked her brother.
"Sure, sounds good to me," Keith replied agreeably. "Here, let me get my legs back out of the way," he suggested, releasing his knees and allowing his legs to ease back onto the bed. "Thanks for a really nice fuck, little brother," he added, beaming up at Brad as the dark-haired boy's cock slipped out of his ass. "That was a really interesting sensation, and I'm definitely going to return the favor some time."
"Good!" Brad grinned. "'Scuse me for a minute," he apologized as Melissa lay down atop her brother, who tenderly wrapped his arms around her, naughtily cupping her pendulous breasts and making her giggle. Melissa parted her thighs and Brad hastily plunged his face into her crotch and began to fervently lick her cunt.
With a pleased gasp, Melissa focused on allowing her bladder to release, which took almost no time at all because she hadn't been kidding about needing to pee. She groaned with erotic bliss as Brad sucked and swallowed all the pungent urine and was gratified that Brad showed no signs of ceasing his cunnilingus even after she'd stopped pissing. She moaned and began to pant heavily as her boyfriend's tongue swept up and down the length of her cunt slit, her arousal being heightened further by the feel of Keith's fingers firmly caressing and squeezing her precociously large breasts.
Melissa heard a pair of moans from beside her on the bed and turned her head to see that Stephanie and her mother were simultaneously masturbating, Stephanie's hand flying in and out of her crotch beneath Margaret's ass, and her mother's hand clearly just as busy in her own cunt. She sighed with contentment as she realized there was going to be at least one more round of orgasms for all the females before anyone was leaving the bed.
Even so, Melissa was startled to feel something larger than a finger enter her still gaping cunt hole. It took a minute to realize that it must be Keith's cock, which had apparently risen once more. She suspected Brad must have noticed and helpfully put it inside her cunt hole. "Ohhh!" she groaned, "Thanks, guys! That's perfect! Uh, sorry it's not that tight for you, Keith," she added with a fretful look.
"It's great, Sis," her brother assured her. "It feels like my cock is surrounded by a soft, sexy cloud."
"Well, it feels really nice," Melissa groaned with pleasure as her brother began to pump his prick in and out of her. With that encouragement, Keith stepped up the tempo of his incestuous thrusting; coupled with the insistent tongue-lashing Brad was inflicting on her clit, the twelve-year-old redhead was soon panting heavily with arousal.
By now, both Melissa's mother and Stephanie were crying out loudly with pre-orgasmic vocalizations and Melissa could tell that both females would be coming soon. She pulled Brad's head into her crotch even more tightly, silently urging him to lick her fully erect clitoris even faster.
"Oh, that's nice, Brad!" she heard Keith moan in her ear.
"What's he doing?" Melissa puffed.
"He's licking the shaft of my cock every time I pull it out of you," her brother replied, his voice husky with erotic excitement.
"Sweet!" Melissa murmured, pleased with Brad's kinky initiative. She felt her hips start to rock involuntarily under the lewd onslaught of the two boys on her pussy. "Hoh!" she groaned, "You guys are – oooooh! Really starting to get to me!"
"Oh, you like this, huh?" Keith whispered devilishly in her ear.
"Oh, fuck, yes!" Melissa gasped. "I never get- unnnggghh! Tired of the way- hoh! Oh, God! The way you guys- haaggghh! Make me feel! Oh, fuck! Do it, Brad! Lick me just like that! Oh, holy fuck! I'm gonna' come any minute!"
At that moment, both Melissa's mother and Stephanie erupted with shrill screams as their climaxes ripped through them both simultaneously. "And I never get tired of listening to you girls come!" Keith gasped in Melissa's ear. "That's like, the best sound in the world!"
"Well, you'll- hunggghh! Like it even better- hoh! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Oh, God!" Melissa cried loudly, "In a minute, `cause I'm- ohhh! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! I'm gonna' come! Oh, shit, you guys! You're doing it! You're making me come! Hunngghhh! Oh, fuck! You're making me come right now! I'm- haaggghh! I'm coming! Come in me, Keith! Come in me now! I'm- haaaaaaiiiiiiiiieeeeeeee!" Melissa shrieked as her body began jerking convulsively, her arms flailing wildly beside her before clutching Brad's head and pulling it fiercely into her cunt, her climax shooting jolt after electric, hot jolt through her plump, shuddering frame.
Keith began to slam his cock into her cunt madly as Brad continued to lash and buzz the tip of her clit with his tongue at an insane pace, completely undeterred by the fresh flood of piss that squirted from Melissa's throbbing cunt as yet another orgasm rocked her body. Melissa could already hear the familiar roaring in her ears presaging another bout with unconsciousness but was gratified that she was able to remain aware long enough to hear her brother grunt repeatedly and feel his cock twitch as he emptied his balls into her vagina. And then Melissa heard and felt nothing more.