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As soon as Melissa's eyes fluttered open once more, the first thing she blurted was, "Oh, my God! It stinks in here!"
"Of course it does, love," her mother replied mildly. "We'll get everything cleaned up now that you're back among the living."
"Oh, sorry," Melissa mumbled self-consciously, heaving her sweat, piss, and shit covered body up to a sitting position, wrinkling her nose at the odiferous stench that arose from her flesh.
"Oh, no worries at all, sweetheart," her mother assured her with an indulgent glance as she started tugging the sheets off the bed and gesturing for Melissa to stand and help her. "I never get tired of watching and hearing you come that hard."
Melissa glanced around and saw the bedroom was empty but for her mother and herself. "Uh, where'd everyone else go?" she asked as she began to pull the fouled bedding off the mattress from her end.
"They're already in the shower," her mother answered matter-of-factly, "And that's where we'll be just as soon as we get all this mess in the washing machine."
"Makes sense," Melissa nodded. "And they're doing enemas in there, too?"
Her mother shook her head as she gathered up all the soiled sheets into her arms. "No, I realized that it probably made more sense to do those after supper, right before we get into another orgy. I suggested that once they were done with their showers, Brad and Stephanie should probably take the time to go back over to their house and do their piano practice next."
"Oh, okay," Melissa answered, doing her best not to look disappointed.
"Oh, don't look so glum, my horny girl," her mother snorted, shaking her head. "I realize that you would probably like nothing better than to fuck twenty-four hours a day – and believe me, I can sympathize," she admitted with a wry nod, "But life does go on."
"Yeah, I know," Melissa grimaced. "I really don't know why I'm like this. It's just that the more sex I have, the more I want."
"Well, I feel exactly the same way, lover, and for much the same reason," her mother laughed. "We've both been sexually woken up in a big way – or re-awakened, in my case – the past couple of weeks and have been fortunate enough to find a bunch of lovers who are equally enthusiastic about letting us indulge all our crazy desires. Believe me, I'm not complaining one bit about how sexually desirous you are, since I get to be the beneficiary of that a lot of the time."
"Yeah, I guess that's true," Melissa laughed. She looked at the armload of reeking and stained sheets her mother held. "Anything you want me to do to help with those?"
"No, thanks, love," her mother smiled gratefully. "Just go ahead and get cleaned up in the shower. I'll be right behind you. Although, once the Muller kids are off doing their practice, if you wouldn't mind helping me wipe down this mattress cover with rubbing alcohol before we make the bed again, that would be very helpful. That way everything will be nice and fresh for whatever we end up doing together later."
"Sure, I can do that," Melissa agreed with a smile. "See you in the shower," she said as she turned and headed down the hallway to the bathroom.
The minute Melissa entered the steam-filled bathroom, she could hear muffled cries of erotic excitement from Stephanie coming from behind the shower curtain, and her eyes grew wide with resurging lust as soon as she pulled the curtain back to see what her three young lovers were up to. Stephanie's slender body was firmly sandwiched between Keith at her front and Brad at her back. One of Keith's hands was vigorously plunging in and out of Stephanies writhing cunt slit while the other caressed and kneaded her small breast. Keith and Stephanie were locked in a passionate kiss, which accounted for the stilfed character of the twelve-year-old girl's pre-orgasmic moans. Meanwhile, Brad appeared to be enthusiastically pushing fingers up into his sister's asshole.
"Damn, you guys look so hot together," Melissa marveled huskily, her own breathing starting to quicken with rapidly rising sexual excitement.
Brad looked up and grinned apologetically. "Sorry we didn't wait, but we didn't know how long you'd be."
"Hey, I understand, my love," Melissa assured him, stepping into the shower and sliding past the three lewdly grunting figures already standing there and taking a place right behind Brad where she could start rinsing all the various kinds of filth off her plump, pale flesh, though she did manage to give Stephanie's free nipple a loving tweak on her way past, which Stephanie appeared too close to her climax to notice. Melissa looked down and saw that neither boy's cocks were erect, mute testament to the number and intensity of orgasms both had already had earlier. "Looks like you guys are about done though."
"Yeah, Steph's just about there," Brad agreed, his incestuously plunging fingers continuing their assault on his sister's anus unabated. "Sorry."
"It's okay, baby," Melissa laughed as she diligently soaped her body and began to thoroughly scrub it. "Mom'll be here in a minute and I'm sure she and I can find something to do. Besides, I know you and Steph need to do your piano practice."
"Uh, yeah, don't remind me," Brad puffed with the exertion of finger-fucking his sister's asshole.
"How many fingers do you have in her butt?" Melissa asked with pruient curiosity.
"Three," Brad answered proudly. "She's all stretched out. Not like you get," he added quickly, flashing her a grin over his shoulder before frowning. "How are you feeling, by the way?"
"Oh, pretty good, actually," Melissa smiled, appreciating his concern. "That last little fuck you guys did with me was just what I needed."
At that moment, further speech became impossible because Stephanie began to screech shrilly, her body jerking and her arms flailing wildly as an orgasm slammed into her slim frame. Both boys held her firmly and supported her as Melissa eagerly watched her girlfriend shudder and gasp. She wondered if they were going to try to push her over the edge into unconsciousness, but it soon became apparent that they were having mercy on her as Stephanie's frantic breathing and spasmodic jerking subsided.
"Ohhhh!" Stephanie puffed hoarsely at last. "That was amazing, loves. You really know how to wash a girl inside and out!" She looked back over her shoulder at Melissa. "Oh, hi, baby. Sorry, I was so into what they were doing to me I didn't even notice you getting into the shower."
"I could see that," Melissa grinned at her girlfriend. "You looked like you were being well taken care of."
"God! Was I ever?!!" Stephanie sighed blissfuly. "They started off just washing me all over, but once they started washing my cunt and my ass, well, you know how I am, so things just went on from there."
"I do know how you are, my love," Melissa smiled adoringly, "And I love watching people I love making you happy, too."
"So do I," Melissa's mother chimed in, putting her head into the shower stall around the curtain. "I got to see the tail end and it was very nice to see. But," she added firmly, "If the three of you are all clean, would you mind making some room so Melissa and I can get showered now?"
Keith, Stephanie, and Brad all good-naturedly agreed and stepped out as Melissa's mother stepped in. "Any hot water left?" Margaret asked her daughter once they were alone in the shower.
"Seems to be," Melissa nodded, "And I've pretty well washed up except for my hair already, so let me help get you clean, too."
"Hmm, that sounds nice," Margaret murmured. "Why don't you get the shampoo in your hair right now and then sit down. I think I've got a full enough bladder to give you a nice rinse," she explained with a leer.
"Fuck!" Melissa swore with a beaming grin, "You don't have to tell me that twice!" She hastily worked a handful of shampoo into her thick, red hair and lowered herself onto the floor of the tub at her mother's feet. "Ready for my special rinse, ma'am," she sniggered.
Melissa had expected that her mother would just spread her legs and piss on her head, so she was pleasantly surprised when she felt her mother take her head in her hands and begin to work her fingers around in an exquisitely delightful massage while at the same time she pressed her vulva firmly against the top and back of Melissa's head and began to pee directly into her hair, working her cunt around and back and forth over her entire scalp as she flooded her daughter's head with urine.
"Ohhh!" Melissa groaned with bliss, "That's really, really nice, Mom! I'll try to do the same for you in a minute!"
"Oh, good, I was hoping you'd say that," her mother murmured as her fingers continue to work the vestiges of the shampoo from Melissa's hair. There was a long pause while the older woman's fingers stopped moving.
"Are you okay, Mom?" Melissa asked, craning her neck to look up at her parent. There was a very odd look on her mother's face. "What is it?" Melissa blurted, starting to be concerned.
"It's, uh, well, I know I should be able to talk about anything with you now, only..." she trailed off with an embarrassed smile.
"Mom! What is it?" Melissa cried, partly frustrated and partly intrigued.
"Uh, honey, it's just that I realized that I have to poop a little again and, uh, I was wondering if – I mean, I can hold it and go in the toilet," her mother mumbled, looking flustered.
"Mom!" Melissa laughed, "Are you trying ask if you can shit on me? Is that all?"
"Uh, yeah, I guess I was," her mother smiled weakly. "It's really okay if you don't want me to. Only...you didn't seem to mind it much earlier and you're already down there, so..." she added, her cheeks reddening.
"That's fine, Mom. Why not?" Melissa replied, fascinated by her mother's hesitancy. "You're right, I didn't mind earlier, and I mind even less when I'm here in the shower already. Besides, today really does seem to be the `fun with poop' day, doesn't it? So why are you acting so freaked out about it?" she asked genuinely puzzled until sudden understanding showed on her face. "You're freaked out because it turns you on, doesn't it?" Melissa cried with a laugh. "Oh, Mom, that's totally cool, then! Yes, I'd love it if you would shit on me, Mom! Go for it!" she encouraged.
Her mother stepped over Melissa's head and repositioned herself in front of her daughter's fleshy body still seated on the floor of the tub. Bending forward slightly and pulling her ample butt cheeks apart with her hands, Margaret warned, "Here it comes!"
Remembering how loose and watery her mother's stool had been earilier when she had shit on Stephanie, Melissa watched with some trepidation as her mother's anus flexed several times, hoping that it wouldn't squirt right into her face but resolved to be a good sport about whatever happened. To Melissa's great relief, however, what emerged was a long, soft, brown tube that landed on her breasts. With a silly giggle, Melissa began to spread and smear it all over her boobs, enthralled with the texture and the forbidden thrill of being able to play with it. She even wickedly poked a finger right up into her mother's anal opening as the foetid ooze was still emerging, which made her mother gasp in surprise and pleasure.
"Oh, you like having your ass fucked while you're shitting, huh, Mom?" Melissa asked teasingly. "Brad sure seemed to like doing that, so you might want to save that as a special treat for the two of you sometime," she suggested with a grin.
"Oh!" her mother groaned, "I think you're right. I definitely will keep that in mind. You okay? I think that's all I've got, love," she added.
"Hmm, I better check," Melissa replied with a mischievous lilt to her voice. She raised her hand up to her mother's bottom once more, only this time she pushed two fingers into her parent's rectum and wriggled them together.
"Oh, God! You have no idea how good that feels!" her mother moaned.
"Actually, I have every idea just how good it feels, Mom!" Melissa laughed gaily. "Okay," she nodded as she pulled excrement-covered fingers out of her mother's ass. "Give one more good squeeze!" she commanded. "That's right," she encouraged, "You're getting the rest out now." She held both hands up to catch the remaining, thick substance that emerged and rubbed it all over her breasts as well as her plump tummy for good measure before standing up again.
Striking a pose with her hands over her head, Melissa said, "See what you did to me, Mom?"
Her mother's eyes flew open along with her mouth as the older woman turned around and beheld Melissa's shit-coated tits and belly. "Oh, God!" Margaret gasped. "That- I can't tell you what seeing you like that does to me!" And then, to Melissa's shock and amazement, her mother seized her in her arms and lowered her face to her breasts, licking the foul, reeking shit from them avidly.
For a moment, Melissa was too stunned to react. Finally, realizing that her mother had become totally engrossed in her perverted onslaught and that, judging by her involuntary moans and rapid breathing that the woman was totally turned on, Melissa reached down and managed to get a hand into her mother's crotch, pushing her fingers as far as she could into the older woman's shaved cunt slit.
"You're so wet, Mom!" Melissa murmured huskily as her mother continued to lick and suck the shit off her tits. "This is something else you should do with Brad – I'll bet he would love to lick shit off your tits as much as you do!"
"Hmm-hmm," her mother nodded, her lips never leaving Melissa's fouled breasts. Melissa continued to plunge fingers in and out of her mother's cunt slit and, to her delight, felt her mother's fingers enter her pussy as well. For several long minutes as the warm shower water kept beating down on them, mother and daughter finger-fucked each other's cunts, the tempo growing more and more urgent as their arousal ratcheted up together.
For several minutes, mother and daughter ardently fingered each other's oozing cunts as their gasps and moans grew louder and more urgent. Finally Melissa felt the warning tingles in her cunt that presaged a climax and began to cry, "Ohh! God! You're doing it, Mom! You're gonna' make me come! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Haaggghhhh! Oh, fuck yeah! Just like that! Ohhhhhh! Touch my clit! Just like that! Faster! Oh, God! Faster!" she commanded desperately as her mother's fingers motion in her crotch sped up to a blur.
For her part, Melissa increased her incestuous fingering of her mother's pussy to match her parent's tempo in her own twat and heard her mother's sharp intake of breath at the increased, lewd stimulation, followed by an outpouring of groans and obscene utterances that matched Melissa's. Within seconds, both of them were clinging to each other's bodies as their own convulsed and shuddered under the dual assault of gut-wrenching orgasms.
Despite her own climactic mental haze, Melissa still maintained enough control to realize that serious injuries could result if they both passed out at the same time and prudently relented, slowing her fingers' depraved attack on her mother's rhythmically throbbing clitoris enough for the older woman's orgasm to subside. Her mother reciprocated, and soon both mother and daughter were puffing and laughing with joy as their bodies recovered from their intense climaxes.
"Ohhh! That was amazing, Mom!" Melissa exhaled as soon as she had recovered enough breath to speak once more. "I still can't believe how fast you can make me come!"
"What?" her mother responded with raised eyebrows. "Are you trying to tell me that your sexy little lover Stephanie can't make you come just as fast? She sure does for me!" she added with a wistful look at the memory.
"Well, duh, Mom!" Melissa giggled without a trace of jealousy. "Stephanie's kind of in a class by herself!"
"Hmm, maybe," her mother murmured, giving her daughter an intense look, "But I kind of think that you – and yes, me – might be in the same class."
"Okay, okay, I'm not going to fight with you about which of the three of us is the sexier and hotter lady!" Melissa laughed easily. "I'll just say I think we all totally deserve each other."
"No argument there," her mother agreed with a smoky expression before her look turned practical. "But now, I think we'd better get fully cleaned up and out of the shower."
Melissa agreed with a good-natured shrug and allowed her mother to fully scrub down her body, followed by Melissa doing the same for her mother. Her mother turned off the water and the two stepped out of the shower to towel each other dry, an exercise that was accompanied by frequent, loving caresses and teasing strokes of their fingers.
"I wonder what Keith's been up to all this time," Melissa mused as she and her mother finally exited the befogged bathroom into the relative coolness of the hallway. Neither of them wore any clothing and their full figures both jiggled in a tantalizing way as they padded down the hall to peer into Keith's bedroom, where they found him sprawled on his bed, equally naked but sound asleep.
"Oh, good," Melissa's mother whispered softly. "Something tells me he's going to need to be all rested up for whatever we get up to later." She gazed at her son with a decidedly un-motherly expression for a moment. "Mmm, mmm, mmm," she murmured, almost to herself. "He really is a gorgeous young man, isn't he? I really wonder why it took me so long to notice it."
"Yeah, me, too," Melissa nodded. "Everyone else in town seems to have already."
"So you say," her mother replied, shooting Melissa a sidelong glance. "Well, he's ours now," she declared firmly and a bit smugly.
Melissa was on the point of blurting that `ours' actually meant the entire Randall and Muller family and caught herself just in time, yawning hugely to cover her near gaffe. "Ho, man, actually a nap sounds good to me, too," she asserted.
Her mother gave Melissa a sharp glance but apparently decided not to pursue whatever her daughter had been about to say and just nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I might do the same once I get the laundry into the dryer. I'd say it would be nice to nap together, but I know I don't have any more self-control when it comes to sex than you do, my love, and I know that the minute we got into bed together, we'd do anything but sleep," she snorted knowingly.
"Yeah, I suppose," her daughter agreed with a deceptively mild expression. "Or, we could really go to town on a few of your toys and make ourselves pass out. We'd sleep really good then," she observed with a sly look.
"Uh-huh, and then I'd have to launder the sheets all over again, and I'd like to at least start the after-dinner festivities with clean sheets," her mother replied with raised eyebrows. "You know that if we make each other come so hard we pass out, we're gonna' piss ourselves totally in the process."
"Yeah, yeah, I can't argue with that," Melissa shrugged good-naturedly. "In that case, I'm going to head to my bedroom."
"That probably is for the best, my lover," her mother responded in a strangely thick voice. "I was going to ask you to help me make the bed, but thinking about you making me come so hard I black out has already got my pussy dripping like crazy, and I don't think I could resist fucking you all over again the minute we got into the bedroom."
"Oh, hell, Mom!" Melissa blurted with a laugh, "I feel the same way, and was already figuring I was going to have to make myself come two or three times just to get to sleep. So how about this? Why don't we just go and fuck each other silly in my bed and don't worry about how soaked with piss the sheets are, and I'll help you make the bed after we come to again?" She waggled her eyebrows suggestively for added emphasis.
"Ha!" her mother barked, shaking her head in mock resignation. "I should have known that, once you were presented with a chance to fuck again, you'd figure out how to make it happen. It's a date," she smiled, her eyes gleaming with arousal before giving a darting glance towards the master bedroom. "So what toys should I grab?" she asked with barely suppressed lust.
"Oh, definitely the corded one with the big knob," Melissa answered, her eyes gleaming with equal arousal. "Since we already know we're planning on coming until we black out, that one squeezed between our clits does the job big time. But, uh, if you wouldn't mind bringing along your big black friend, I'm already so stretched out in my cunt that I think it would fill me up just perfectly," she grinned wickedly.
"Hmm, I can see I'm going to have to invest in getting you one of those for your own," her mother harrumphed with a shake of her head. "At least if I ever expect to use it again. But fine, yeah. Get settled in your bed and I'll meet you there shortly," she promised, turning without a backward glance to retrieve the requested sex toys from her bedroom.
With a satisfied smile, Melissa turned and went into her bedroom, pulling down the covers so only the bottom sheet remained above the plastic matress cover. "There! Ready for action," she nodded to herself before retrieving her own vibrator from her purse along with the tube of sex lube she always carried these days. She was lying flat on her back with her legs in the air, contentedly sliding the buzzing vibrator in and out of her ass when her mother entered the room.
"Ha! Great minds think alike," her mother grinned, holding up a shiny vibrator as well. "Just the thing to be buzzing away in your ass while you come, right?"
"Oh, definitely," Melissa agreed, already a trifle breathless from arousal. "You want me to put that in your ass while you get your big black friend shoved up my cunt hole?" she asked huskily.
"Such language!" her mother commented, feigning shock. "Wherever did you learn to talk like that?" She accepted the tube of lubricant from her daughter's hand and began to slather it liberally on both the vibrator as well as the immense dildo.
"Oh, I had lots of good teachers," Melissa grinned.
"Well, just be careful when and how you talk like that," her mother sniffed, handing Melissa the slippery vibrator and switching it on.
"Always, Mom," Melissa promised. "Here, bend over a bit so I can get this into you," she requested, hearing her mother grunt with pleasure as the smooth, buzzing implement penetrated her rectum.
"Okay, smart girl, your turn," her mother warned with an evil grin, brandishing the gigantic, black dildo whose surface gleamed with sex lube.
"Do it, Mom!" Melissa breathed. "I'm way past ready! Doh!" she gasped sharply as her mother shoved nearly the entire length of the massive dildo into her vagina without preamble.
"Fuck me if that doesn't fit all the way inside you now, no problem!" her mother marveled, shaking her head with astonishment. "You really did let your brother destroy your pussy, didn't you? Does that hurt at all?"
"Oh, God, no!" Melissa panted. "I mean, I can feel it pushed all the way into the back of my cunt, but it's not a bad feeling. Just, you know, completely filling me up. Besides, you saw I could get it into me even before you went on your trip."
"Unbelievable," her mother muttered as she stepped over to the nightstand to plug the large, corded vibrator into the outlet there. "You could actually take all of, uh, never mind..." she trailed off, blushing fiercely.
"You were about to say I could fit all of John Muller's huge cock in there weren't you?" Melissa nodded with a knowing grin. "Yeah, I admit that same thought had occurred to me, too," she confessed, carefully leaving out the part about having already had him inside her repeatedly.
"Why am I not surprised?" her mother mumbled, but she didn't appear to be jealous or upset by the notion. She looked down at her wantonly displayed daughter whose legs were still pulled up against her precociously large breasts and her nether orifices completely filled. Swallowing hard in response to the utter depravity of the sight, she managed to croak, "Anything else about the way you'd like to do this, lover?"
"Just lie on top of me with the vibrator against both our clits while you kiss me. And it'd be nice if you'd slide those beautiful tits of yours against mine while you do," Melissa replied in a voice thick with erotic arousal.
"Oh, that does sound nice," her mother growled hoarsely as she eagerly positioned her lush body atop the nearly as voluptuous one of her daughter, pausing only to flick the switch on the vibrator before pressing their bodies together.
"Gaaahhh!" Melissa shrieked the instant the relentlessly pulsating head of the device was crammed solidly against her clit. "Ohhhh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, fuck! Whhooooeeey! This ain't gonna' take long! Are- hoh! Oh, God! Are you feeling it- hunnggghhhh! Feeling it, too, Mom?" she cried, desperately clinging to her mother's fleshy form and wrapping her legs around her parent's ample buttocks, pressing the vibrator even more tightly against her turgid clitoris.
"Ohh! Oh, God! I sure am!" her mother gasped. Without warning, the older woman pushed her face into her daughter's, seeking her lips. As soon as their lips met, their tongues quickly followed, snaking obscenely in and out of each other's mouth as their frantic breathing whistled in their nostrils.
Melissa could feel her arousal ratcheting up at an insane pace, her back already arching of its own volition under the multiple assaults on her pussy and ass. She suckled greedily on her mother's tongue, willing every drop of incestuous spit from her mother's mouth into her own and swallowing it ravenously. She loved the feel of her mother's breasts moving against her own and vowed to spend more time in the very near future worshiping those large mammaries.
Her mother was emitting a constant stream of muffled moans as her tongue worked in and out of Melissa's mouth, and the twelve-year-old could tell that both of them were seconds away from the first of a lengthy string of climaxes. Sure enough, her mother's hips began to buck and her legs to shudder as the woman's intense orgasm slammed into her.
Melissa kept both their clits tightly pressed against the unrelenting buzzing of the vibrator, and then it was her turn as a gut-wrenching climax washed over her in a tsunami of sensation, turning her insides to water and making her jerk spasmodically. It took all the willpower she had to remain focused on continuing to press the vibrator into their rhythmically pulsing clitorises, and she felt another climax launch from deep inside her pussy even before the first one had finished. And another. And another. Melissa felt a flood of warm liquid spread out over her vulva and thighs and knew that her mother had released her bladder, so she gratefully allowed her own piss to flow, mixing with the pungent fluid from her mother. And then she heard the well-known roaring in her ears as her consciousness faded into oblivion.
The first thing Melissa realized when her eyes once again blinked open was that it was difficult to breathe. She suffered a brief moment of panic until she roused enough to realize that her mother's body had collapsed on top of her when they both blacked out and the woman's ample weight was pressing down on her chest. She forced herself to take deep breaths and the discomfort eased. The next thing she realized was that her brother was seated beside them on the bed, gazing down at both their plump, nude bodies with a goofy smile on his face.
"Uh, hi," Melissa managed to croak, letting Keith know that she, at least, was conscious. "How long have you been there?"
"A while," he admitted with a rather sheepish look.
"Just staring at us?" Melissa replied with a puzzled frown.
"Um, yeah," he confessed, looking awkward. "I hope you don't mind."
"Just stunned by our incredible and sexy beauty and couldn't tear your eyes away, huh?" Melissa asked teasingly.
"Yeah, that's actually right," Keith answered seriously, his cheeks coloring.
Melissa had to swallow with emotion at her brother's heartfelt confession, not to mention the look of utter adoration he was giving her. "Wow," she managed to mumble at last as it was her turn to feel awkward. "That's, uh, well, I love you, too, Keith," she said simply, meaning it. "That's really, really sweet, lover."
"What is?" their mother rasped, coming to and raising her head. "Oh, hi, Keith. You watching over us?"
"He was, Mom," Melissa murmured softly. "Just looking at us and loving us."
"Oh, my amazing boy!" their mother exclaimed. "Every time I think I can't love any of you any more than I do, one of you does something like that that just makes me fall in love with you all over again!"
"I feel the same way," Keith nodded sincerely. "I keep being terrified that I'm going to suddenly wake up and find out the whole last couple of weeks were just some amazing dream."
"Hmm," snorted their mother with a knowing smile, "If it was, it was a damned sexy wet dream, the way we've all been coming pretty much non-stop since this all started. But I do understand what you mean." She looked down between her legs with a momentary frown. "If that was you, Keith, who turned off the big vibrator and pulled the other one out of my ass, thanks."
"My pleasure," Keith grinned before he frowned at Melissa. "Sorry, Mel. I couldn't reach the one in your ass."
"Huh," Melissa chuckled. "I'd completely forgotten about it. I mean, I can still feel it inside me, but it's not buzzing anymore. Batteries ran out, I guess."
"Here, I'm awake enough now, love," her mother told Melissa. "Let me roll off and we'll retrieve your vibrator."
Once her mother was no longer atop her body, Melissa pulled up her thighs against her large, soft breasts, fully exposing her anus to her mother and brother. "Got it," Keith announced shortly. "At least it didn't go all the way inside this time."
"Hey! That only happened once!" Melissa protested. "But thanks for getting it out, Bro. If you'll just set it on the night table there, I'll clean it up and put new batteries in it in a minute."
"Which reminds me, I'd better make sure we're well stocked up with batteries as well as sex lube from now on," her mother chuckled, "Though I'd probably better abbreviate the sex lube on my grocery list in case it fell into the wrong hands."
"Probably a good idea," Keith responded with a droll look.
"Are Stephanie and Brad back yet?" their mother asked Keith.
"Not that I've heard," Keith answered. "You think they...?"
"Oh, I'm almost certainly they gave themselves a reward for finishing their practice," their mother smiled knowingly, "Since they're taking some extra time. That's good," she nodded. "I makes me so happy to see how much they love each other as well as all of us."
"Yeah," Melissa nodded in heartfelt agreement. "I really was worried about how it was all going to work with Stephanie being my girlfriend and Brad being my boyfriend at the same time, but it really couldn't have turned out any better, could it?" she smiled. "And now that Stephanie's Keith's girlfriend, too, it just kinda makes it all perfect."
"Not to mention that Brad's my boyfriend as well," Keith noted with a soft smile.
"Yep, true," Melissa agreed sincerely, "And you're his, too. I still can't get over how fast that boy got over any `gay' hangups he might have had," she mused. "He seems to love the taste of come just as much as all the rest of us."
"His tastes really good, too!" her brother blurted, his cheeks coloring rapidly as he saw his mother looking at him with keen interest.
"Well, I think so, too," Melissa quickly sprang to Keith's defense. "Don't you think so, Mom? Now that you've had the chance to taste it?"
Melissa's mother got a funny look on her face. "Um, actually," she confessed at last, "In all the excitement since I got back from my trip, I can't recall ever having the opportunity to taste his semen by itself. It's always been mixed together with something – or someone – else." A speculative expression grew as she lay back onto the bed. "I do believe I'm going to reserve some time to give that cute young man a blowjob and keep all the results for myself." She gave her daughter a challenging look.
"You really should, as soon as you can, Mom!" Melissa laughed, not the least bit jealous or disturbed. "He'd love that so much. He really does adore you, Mom," she added with a warm smile.
"You really think so?" her mother asked hopefully.
"Oh, God, yes!" Melissa laughed throatily. "First of all, he can't stop staring at those amazing tits of yours, Mom."
"And you and he seem to enjoy some of the same kinky things," Keith chimed in. "Seems pretty obvious to me that he's fallen in love with you just as hard and fast as Stephanie has."
"Oh!" their mother fanned herself exaggeratedly. "The way you guys talk, you're going to turn my head!"
"Isn't it about time you had your head turned," Melissa asked in a low, gentle voice. "Don't you realize how incredibly wonderful, loving, and sexy you are? Don't you think other people see that as well? Keith and I do; John certainly does!" she added with a twinkle in her eye. "And now both John's kids do, too. And you really deserve it, Mom!" she finished fervently.
"Amen," Keith concurred.
"Ohh, my sweet babies!" their mother cried, emotional tears welling up in her eyes, "Come here and let me hold you!"
Keith and Melissa tumbled into their mother's arms, giggling and kissing her ardently up and down the side of her face until she had to beg them to stop.
When their mother finally recovered herself, she asked her children with decidedly gleaming eyes, "So you both think Brad's come is something special, huh?"
"Well, it's not like we have a whole lot to compare it to," Melissa replied, shooting her brother a cautionary glance.
"That's true," Keith chimed in, understanding Melissa's look. "I mean, I've tasted my own before, but most of the time these past couple of weeks it's been mixed with, well, you know," he mumbled with a shy, downward glance.
"Other people's spit, come, and pussy juice?" his mother supplied with a knowing nod.
"Yeah," Keith agreed, pleased that his mother understood. "Sometimes I even wish that, uh, well..." he trailed off, his cheeks coloring.
Both Melissa and their mother sat up and looked at Keith with keenly intrigued expressions. "What is it, Son," Margaret encouraged. "You ought to know by now you can tell us everything and anything."
"Yeah, I guess that's true, for sure," the teen boy acknowledged. "Well, sometimes I wish I could suck myself, you know? And get a full mouthful of my own come. Is that too weird?"
"Doesn't sound weird at all to me," Melissa snorted, giving her brother a fond look. "I sure as heck love getting a mouthful of your come, so why shouldn't you?"
"Haven't you ever tried coming into your own mouth before?" Margaret asked.
"Well, yeah," her son admitted, "But I just can't bend far enough forward to reach."
"Who said you had to reach all the way to your cock?" Margaret answered, enjoying being able to share this level of intimacy with her children. "All you need is to lie on your back with your legs up over yourself far enough that your cock is pointed right at your mouth when you come. You know? The way your sister pissed into her own mouth?"
"Yeah, I'd tried that," he confessed, "But it keeps missing my mouth and just gets everywhere else."
"Well, I guess you just start jerking around too much to control your aim," Margaret nodded sympathetically. "But your sister and I will be happy to help guide you better, won't we, love?" she asked Melissa with a mischievous grin.
"You bet!" Melissa giggled, getting into the spirit of the moment.
"Here, son, let's do this right now," Margaret urged, her breathing already starting to quicken with arousal. "Lie down on your back and prop your hips up as far over as they'll go," she instructed. "Sweetie, would you please hand me that sex lube so I can jerk your brother off right into his mouth?" she added with a sidelong glance at Melissa.
"Okay, Mom," Melissa readily agreed, absorbed at the new turn of events. As Keith hoisted his body up into position, Melissa handed her mother the tube of gel. "And I'll take that back once you're done, Mom," she added. "I'm going to fuck Keith's ass with my fingers while you're jerking him off. That always makes him come really hard!"
"What a thoughtful sister," Margaret murmured huskily, her eyes gleaming with heightened lust. "I do believe you're going to enjoy this, Son."
"Uh, yeah, thanks, guys!" Keith blurted, unable to conceal his eagerness.
Once her mother squirted a large dollop of glistening lubricant onto her hand and passed the tube back to Melissa, the twelve year old redhead squeezed some gel onto the fingers of her right hand and carefully replaced the top. "Ready, Bro?" she asked Keith.
"Ohhh! Yeah, do it!" the boy groaned in erotic pleasure as he felt his mother's hand begin to slide up and down the length of his iron-hard prick shaft. "Hooff!" he grunted as Melissa pushed a finger into her brother's puckered anus. "That feels great!"
Melissa worked her finger in and out of Keith's rectum several times before warning, "Here comes another finger."
"Hoh! Yeah, I'm ready!" her brother puffed, both from the strain of holding the odd position and from his rapidly rising arousal.
Sensing Keith's discomfort, Melissa pushed her body firmly against her brother's back to support him before plunging a pair of fingers deeply into the boy's asshole. Keith sighed in lewd appreciation, and Melissa could feel him consciously relaxing his anal sphincter to accommodate her. She obligingly began to work her fingers back and forth, stretching the rubbery orifice more and more. She deftly inserted a third finger without bothering to warn her brother first, but he only grunted softly in reaction, now being fully engrossed with the deliciously obscene sensations his mother's hand was eliciting from his already throbbing prick.
Melissa wondered if Keith would be willing to actually allow her to fist his ass for the first time. He certainly hadn't seemed averse to the idea in theory. She decided to cautiously work up to the notion with him. "How's that feeling, love?" she sweetly inquired of her brother.
"Ohhh, God!" Keith groaned, "You two are incredible! I can't believe you're doing this for me!"
"You want more?" Melissa asked the heavily panting boy as she firmly stretched the sides of his sphincter, opening it up a little further with each passing moment.
"Hoh! Uh, yeah, sure," Keith gasped. "H- how many fingers you got in me?"
"Three, and you feel nice and loosened up," Melissa informed him, scarcely daring to breathe in libidinous ancticipation. "I'm gonna' try a fourth now," she warned. Bunching all the fingers except her thumb together, she began to press into her brother's bowels, halting only when Keith gasped in obvious discomfort as her fingers reached the second knuckle. "You're doing great, Bro," she encouraged. "Just relax and get used to that before I go any further."
"Ohhhh!" the boy groaned loudly. "Yeah, let me- unnggghh! Let me try to relax some more." It was several long moments where the only sounds were Keith's heavy breathing and the obscenely wet, slapping sound of their mother's hand sliding up and down the teen boy's glistening, slippery cock before Keith nodded, "Okay, go ahead. Slowly!" he added quickly to his sister.
Her own arousal ratcheting upwards at being allowed to continue into previously forbidden territory, Melissa slowly but relentlessly pressed her hand up her brother's butthole. To her amazement, her fingers were eventually buried inside Keith's rectum all the way to her palm. "All four are in, love," she marveled. "You still okay?"
"Damn!" her brother grunted, "It's like – fuck! It hurts like hell but it feels so good, you know?"
"We know," his mother smiled tightly, "We both know exactly what you mean."
Going for broke, Melissa gulped and then blurted, "You want me to try to fist you for real?" She held her breath awaiting her brother's response.
With only a momentary hesitation, Keith answered, "Y-yeah, I think I do. Only," he paused, "Wait until right when I'm coming to go all the way, okay?" he pleaded.
Exchanging a `how about that?' look with her mother, Melissa assured Keith, "You've got it. Believe me, I understand that completely, too. Okay, I'm going to start working my hand in and out to get you ready."
"Uh-huh!" Keith puffed, his eyes squinted shut. His mother now began to increase the tempo of her strokes, as eager as her children to witness the depraved scene unfolding.
Melissa began to fuck her brother's ass in earnest, plunging her four fingers into Keith's cruelly distended anus relentlessly and listening carefully to her brother's breathing to gauge when he was approaching orgasm. In preparation, she began to slip her thumb surreptitiously alongside the other fingers with each inward thrust to ensure it was well-lubricated, and used her free hand to scoop stray lubricant from Keith's ass crevice and spread it over the rest of her hand in order to ease its passage into her brother's bowels when the time came.
Their mother's hand was slamming up and down Keith's straining cock faster and faster now, almost a blur as Melissa watched her brother's face in lurid fascination. "Almost- hunngggh!" Keith gasped, "Almost there!"
"Okay, my love, open your mouth wide," their mother urged, the pace of her masturbation never slackening. Keith complied, his eyes now fully open and locked on the slit of his prick as if willing his jism to spurt forth. His breathing was coming in ragged gasps now.
Melissa gazed, spellbound, at her brother's face and her mother's furiously pumping fist. Her mother looked up and gave Melissa a quick nod, by which she understood her mother was feeling Keith's climax was imminent. The seventh grade girl unhesitatingly shoved her entire hand into her brother's tortured anus and felt it plunge suddenly inside the boy after only momentary resistance. She felt her fingers encounter the harder texture of a turd and realized she would need to wash her hands again once this was all over.
But then Melissa could feel Keith's entire insides begin to rhythmically pulse, from his constricting anal sphincter to the glands deep inside him behind his cock, and she knew he was starting to come.
"Gahhhhh!" Keith howled in combined pain and ecstasy as he felt his sister's hand force its way all the way into him at the same time as his cock began to spurt jet after thick, creamy jet of his semen straight into his gaping mouth.
"That's right, my love, take it all," their mother cooed as she deftly kept Keith's prick pointed at his open mouth despite his convulsive jerking.
Melissa could feel exactly where inside her brother's body the orgasmic pulsations were originating from and she pressed her fingers against the throbbing gland, reveling in the sensation and the utter intimacy of being so connected with her beloved sibling's climax. She continued to watch raptly as the long, viscous streamers of goo shot out of the boy's prick. Some dribbles still managed to miss Keith's mouth and land on his cheek, but her mother nimbly scooped them up with her free hand an deposit them into her boy's waiting mouth.
"Hoh! Hoh! Hoh!" Keith kept gasping as each new ejaculation wracked him, pausing only long enough to swallow the obscene contents of his mouth before opening widely once more to receive an additional load. Melissa kept her fingers firmly pressed against his semen gland inside his body until she finally felt the pulsations recede.
Melissa looked up and saw her mother gazing at her inquiringly. "You really got your hand all the way inside him?" she asked, her voice throaty with lust.
"Sure did!" Melissa enthused. "That really feels so incredible to feel him coming from the inside, too!"
"Wow!" Margaret exhaled. "Keith, I'm truly impressed. How are you doing now, my darling?"
"That was...incredible!" the boy sighed, his eyese closed ecstatically. He opened them again to gaze adoringly at both Melissa and his mother. "I'll never forget this. Never!" he vowed, still breathing heavily as he recovered from his climax.
"So you liked being able to swallow your come, love?" Margaret asked.
"Oh, God, yes!" Keith exclaimed. "That was so amazing! And I can't believe how long it kept squirting thanks to your hand inside me, Sis!" he added with a grateful look at Melissa.
"You're welcome," Melissa giggled before frowning, "And you're okay? It doesn't hurt too much?"
Her brother shrugged, admitting, "Yeah, sure, it hurt like crazy when it was going in, but it's okay now. Feels really good to be that filled up, you know," he murmured shyly.
"I definitely can relate to that, Son," their mother nodded, her eyes still gleaming with arousal. "Would you like to let her leave it inside you for a bit while we lay you back down to relax?" she asked the perspiring teen.
"Yeay, that'd be nice. I'd like that," Keith answered bashfully.
Margaret nodded at Melissa and the two of them eased Keith's hips and legs back down onto the mattress, Melissa careful not to dislodge the hand plunged deeply into her brother's rectum. Just as they managed to get Keith's body comfortably settled onto the bed, there was the sound of a door opening from downstairs and Stephanie's call, "Hey! Anybody home?"
"Up here, in Melissa's bedroom," their mother answered loudly.
"Okay!" Stephanie shouted back. "We'll be right up." In a few seconds, both Stephanie and Brad piled into the room, their eyes widening at the perverted scene on the bed. Melissa noted with amusement that both the Muller children were tugging off their clothes as quickly as they could, and that neither had apparently felt the need to don underwear when they left earlier. "Hmmm," Stephanie observed with a predatory gleam in her eye. "Looks like we missed some interesting goings on. Is your hand up Keith's ass?" she asked eagerly with a pointed glance at the way Melissa's arm was positioned beneath Keith's body.
"It sure is, my love," Melissa replied proudly. "Keith let himself get fisted for the very first time while he shot a whole load of come into his own mouth!"
"Damn!" Brad exclaimed, his eyebrows shooting up in astonishment. "That sounds really hot. I don't suppose you could do a re-enactment sometime?" he asked hopefully.
"Well, if you'd like, we could give you the same treatment," Margaret answered with a wicked smile.
"Uh, yeah, well, I don't know about the fisting my ass part," Brad hastily mumbled, now fully nude with his cock rising to erection as they all watched, "But the part about coming in my own mouth sounds kind of interesting," he admitted.
"Oooh! Slutty Brad is already ready to come out to play again!" Stephanie teased, shooting Melissa an amused glance. "And so soon after filling my pussy up with come, too!" she added smugly.
"Yes, you do both have that nicely fresh-fucked look about you," Margaret spoke up with a knowing nod. "We figured that you'd taken the opportunity for a bit of after-practice reward. You did practice, didn't you?" she asked pointedly.
"Uh, yeah, we did," Brad grinned, "But we, well, we did kind of keep trying to distract each other," he explained, giving his sister a quick glance.
"Oh, yeah? Do tell," Margaret urged.
"Well, while I was practicing, Brad came up and stood behind me and kept playing with my tits," Stephanie confessed. "I thought it was kind of annoying at first, but then I decided it was kind of nice. So when it was Brad's turn to practice, I got down on the floor and sucked his dick the entire time. By the time he was done, we were both so fucking turned on, I pushed him down onto the floor and had my way with him!" she laughed.
"Yes, yes, I can see how that might have happened," Margaret nodded with mock solemnity. "And I'm sure that was all abetted by the fact that you both stripped nude the second you got inside your house, hmmm?"
"Well, yeah," Stephanie grinned as if it were obvious. "Clothes just get in the way of fucking."
"Yes, they do," Margaret grinned. "Well, we're glad you took some extra time to enjoy each other. You both deserve that, and we're all so happy at the way you've accepted each other as lovers as well as brother and sister."
"We are, too," Stephanie agreed, giving Margaret an intense look that sent butterflies fluttering in her tummy. The dark-haired girl glanced down at Keith. "So you let Mel fist you, huh? How was that?" she asked with obviously lascivious interest.
"I loved it!" Keith enthused. "Still do, actually. I love the feeling of being so filled up! You should try it!" he declared, giving Stephanie a hopeful look.
"Yeah, well, I'll think about it," Stephanie replied with a grimace. "Not sure I'm ready for that yet."
"And that's fine, love," Margaret hastily interjected, fixing her son with a cautionary glance before returning her eyes to Stephanie. "You shouldn't ever do anything you don't want to do, and no one here is going to make you!" she said firmly.
While this exchange was going on, Brad had been looking at Melissa and Keith with fascination. Finally he blurted, "Could I see? Your hand's really all the way up his ass?"
"It really is," Melissa grinned in answer. "Here, snuggle up next to me and I'll show you," she offered, lifting up one of her brother's legs to expose her arm embedded in Keith's rectum past her wrist.
"Damn!" Brad murmured in a hoarse tone as he lay down on the bed beside Melissa and gazed in wonder at the sight. "That really does look so hot!"
Melissa was acutely conscious of the feel of Brad's very hard cock pushing insistently into the crack of her ass as he lay behind her. "Mmm," she murmured softly, "You're feeling pretty hot yourself. Any particular place you'd like to put that thing you're pushing at me?"
"Uh, feels pretty good right where it's already headed," Brad answered after an audible gulp. "If you don't mind."
"When have I ever minded you fucking my ass, lover?" Melissa whispered back throatily. "Here," she added, handing him the tube of sex lubricant, "Make yourself at home."
"Oh, yeah!" Brad grinned eagerly, wasting no time in opening the tube and squirting the clear, slippery gel onto the fingers of one hand and proceeding to slide first one, then two fingers into Melissa's bunghole, making her groan with pleasure.
Melissa looked up at her mother's pointed throat clearing. "Yes?" she asked innocently.
Her mother just shook her head helplessly. "I should have known you wouldn't be able to pass up any chance to fuck whatsoever."
"What's wrong with that?" Melissa demanded. "Brad's nice and hard and he's already cock his dick pushing into my ass, so why not? Or was there something you wanted to do instead?" she asked in an overly sweet voice.
Her mother gave her a look but finally relented. "Now that you mention it, I do recall some mention of Stephanie having a pussy full of her brother's come. How about it, little lover?" she asked Stephanie. "Would you like to let me lick all that out of your cunt?"
"I would love that, Margaret, my love," Stephanie murmured, and Melissa was interested to see the way her mother's cheeks blushed and her eyes light up at her girlfriend's response. She realized that her mother hadn't been kidding about how much she'd already fallen in love with Stephanie.
"Mom?" Keith suggested, "If everyone can scoot down a little and make room on the bed, I could lick you while Stephanie sits on your face."
"What a thoughtful son you are!" Margaret cried, delighted. "Okay, it sounds like we're all going to have another nice family fuck again. Come on, you two," she directed Melissa and Brad, "You heard your brother; make some room here!"
With excited giggles, Melissa and Brad shifted their bodies down the bed as far as they could and Keith followed, turning over gingerly and raising himself onto his knees so his face was positioned directly over his mother's smooth twat while being careful not to dislodge Melissa's hand from his rectum. Stephanie obligingly spread her thighs across Margaret's face at the head of the bed and lowered her cunt to the older woman's eagerly waiting lips.
Melissa felt Brad's cock begin to push insistently into her anal opening and made herself relax to ease his entry, though in truth she was already more than ready to feel him inside her. She sighed appreciatively as Brad buried the length of his shaft into her recturm and began to slowly thrust in and out. Her sighs of pleasure turned to outright moans of ecstasy as she felt Brad wrap his arms around her from behind, one hand assiduously kneading and squeezing one of her large breasts while the other worked its way down her belly into her crotch and began to slowly circle her already sensitive clit with his fingers. "Ohhhh, that is so nice, Brad," Melissa groaned. "You always know just how to make me happy."
"I'm really glad, Mel," Brad murmured into her ear, and for several minutes he was quiet as he kept pumping his prick in and out of Melissa's anus. Finally, though, he spoke up again. "Keith?" he asked unexpectedly.
Keith raised his head from where he had been thoroughly engrossed in his incestuous cunnilingus of his mother and looked back at Brad. "Yeah, little brother?" he asked.
"Would it, uh, I mean, I was wondering if maybe I could try fisting you, too," Brad blurted quickly.
"Fuck!" Keith swore in alarm. "You mean, at the same time as Melissa? I don't think so!"
"No, no," Brad hastened to explain, "I meant instead of. If you wouldn't mind Melissa pulling her hand out. I mean, our hands are about the same size and, uh, well, I kind of wanted to know what you feel like on the inside," he trailed off, sounding embarrassed.
Melissa held her breath, wondering how Keith would respond. To her great relief, her brother shrugged good naturedly and nodded, "Sure, that'd be cool. You mind letting your boyfriend have a turn, Sis?"
"He's your boyfriend, too," Melissa pointed out gently, but agreed, "No I don't mind. Hang on, brother dear," she warned, "This is gonna' hurt coming out."
"Yeah, I know," her brother muttured resignedly. "Go ahead, I'm ready. Gaaahhh!" he yelled as Melissa suddenly pulled her hand out as fast as she could.
"Sorry, Keith," she apologized with a concerned frown. "I thought you said you were ready."
"I thought I was, too," Keith shook his head ruefully. "Okay, Brad, she got me all stretched out for you," he encouraged. Brad quickly pulled his hands away from Melissa's boob and cunt with a hasty apology and squeezed a large amount of lubricant onto his hand, coating the entire hand and well up his forearm until the skin glistened.
"Holy shit, Brad!" Melissa softly whispered in wonder, "Just how far up his ass were you planning on going?"
"Uh, as far as I can?" Brad whispered back with an evil grin. Melissa just shook her head, figuring that whatever transpired now was between Brad and Keith. Brad repositioned his body slightly behind Melissa and continued to thrust his cock into her ass while he reached forward and pressed his bunched fingers into the widely gaping anal opening of Keith. "Comin' in, dude," he warned.
"Yep, go for it," Keith answered in muffled tones since he had resumed ardently lapping at his mother's cunt.
Melissa watched, spellbound, as more and more of Brad's hand disappeared past Keith's distended anal sphincter. She glanced up and saw that Stephanie was equally tantalized, her eyes glittering and a faint sheen of perspiration forming on her upper lip as Melissa's mother continued to lick and suckle the slender girl's pussy. When Brad's hand reached the widest part, he paused slightly and Melissa felt his free hand slither back down into her pussy and grab it firmly to help brace himself. Then, with a soft grunt of effort, he thrust his hand powerfully into Keith's asshole, sighing as he felt the constriction relax once the thickest part of his hand was all the way inside the older teen's bowels.
"I'm in, Keith," Brad informed him unnecessarily. "How you doing? You okay?"
"Y-yeah," Keith gasped shakily, raising his face up from his mother's crotch once more. "It feels okay," he assured his younger lover. Melissa glanced up at Stephanie once more and saw her eyes had grown round with astonishment. Stephanie looked down at Melissa and just shook her head, silently marveling at their brothers' kinky adventurousness.
"Okay, I'm gonna' try pushing in a bit more," Brad advised. "Lemme' know if it starts to hurt too much."
"Uh, yeah, okay," Keith mumbled dubiously. Melissa watched with concern as more and more of Brad's forearm disappeared up her brother's butt. She glanced down between Keith's legs and noticed that his cock was still shiny and gleaming with sex gel from their mother's earlier hand job and furthermore, it was starting to grow full and stiff once more. Melissa reached out with her near hand and began to slide it up and down Keith's engorged member slowly, hoping to distract him somewhat from the discomfort in his ass.
"Ohhhh!" Keith groaned appreciatively, "Thanks, Sis! Just what I needed!" Thus encouraged, Melissa increased the pace of her masturbation, and Keith moaned with pleasure before he suddenly raised his head up and said sharply, "That's enough, Brad! Don't go any further. Just hold it right there, okay? Sorry, it feels really good there, but any further and it won't."
"You got it, Keith," Brad assured him. "You're really okay like this?" he frowned.
"Uh huh," Keith nodded as he lowered his face to his mother's cunt once more. "It really does feel good. The same incredibly filled up feeling I get from an enema," he explained.
"Ah, yeah, right," Brad nodded in understanding. "You think you can make him come again?" he asked Melissa softly.
"Oh, yeah," Melissa assured him in a whisper. "He's totally hard now. Just like he gets so crazy turned on when he gets an enema, like he said."
"Oh, good," Brad responded. "I really wanted him to enjoy this."
"Oh, he's definitely enjoying it," Melissa giggled a little breathlessly now that Brad had resumed diddling her turgid clitoris. "So am I," she added meaningfully.
"Cool!" Brad responded. "Then let's all make each other come!"
"Sounds like your sister's already there," Melissa noted dryly.
Indeed, Stephanie was moaning and gasping loudly as Margaret's willing tongue worked its magic in the thin girl's young cunt. "Haagggghhhh!" she groaned, reaching down to squeeze Margaret's lush, full breasts violently, "Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Just like that, lover! Fuck! You lick me so fucking good! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Hunnnggghhh! Oh, fuck! God damn it! Haaggghh! Yes! Right there, love! That's the spot! Oh, fuck! You're gonna' make me come, Margaret! I'm gonna- hoh! I'm gonna come so fucking hard! Huunnggh! Hunngghh! Hunnghh!" she grunted as Melissa's mother increased the tempo of her cunt-licking, her tongue lashing Stephanie's small, very hard clit with fierce abandon now.
Melissa watched mesmerized as her girlfriend's eyes scrunched shut and her hoarse cries and gasps grew more and more rapid. Suddenly, with an agonized screech, Stephanie's entire body began to thrash and jerk convulsively as a climax slammed into her nubile body. She was grinding her crotch ravenously up and down Margaret's face as if she were trying to force her entire cunt into her older lover's mouth and her hands flailed in the air helplessly. Her entire face was pulled back into a ferocious rictus, her breath hissing past her clenched teeth. Melissa could tell that yet another orgasm had launched inside Stephanie's throbbing pussy because her spasmodic jerking increased once more. Melissa strongly suspected that Stephanie was deliberately trying to get off so hard and so many times that she would pass out, and smiled to herself indulgently, loving her friend fiercely.
By now, Melissa's mother was starting to moan rapidly and her back was starting to arch involuntarily, and Melissa knew it wouldn't be long before her parent would be equally lost in the throes of an orgasm. She deliberately increased the tempo of her hand jerking Keith's rock-hard cock, hoping to make him come at the same time as their mother. She almost succeeded; Keith's cock began rhythmically pulsing and squirting his semen all over Melissa's hand and the sheets below only a few seconds after their mother's voluptuous body erupted and began to writhe and shudder with a gut-wrenching climax.
All this was too much for Melissa, and she succumbed to Brad's unrelenting fingers buzzing her clit, feeling her own orgasm roaring up from between her legs and shooting white-hot, electric jolts of ecstasy through her plump body. Brad continued to lash her clit with his fingers even as she felt his cock jerk repeatedly inside her rectum and knew that he was filling her bowels with his thick cream. Another orgasm welled up even before her first one had subsided, and still Brad's fingers kept stimulating her clit, causing still another climax to crash into her. She realized that he was intent on making her pass out as well, and accepted it willingly, ecstatic to be able to surrender so completely under the touch of someone she loved so much. As yet another orgasm slammed into her, Melissa felt the warning roaring in her ears that presaged a blackout. And then she felt only oblivion.
"Hey, love. How you doin'?" Melissa heard Keith ask as she groggily regained consciousness.
She raised her head off the mattress from where she had apparently collapsed in a heap and saw her brother gazing at her with an odd smile. "I'm, uh, actually pretty darn good," Melissa smiled, feeling the delicious post-coital tingles still coursing through her body. "Mom and Steph still out?" she asked before sniggering, "Stupid question. I can hear them snoring now. That was really another incredible family fuck! Only how are you doing?" she asked Keith with a small frown of concern. "Still glad you tried getting fisted?"
Keith chuckled but winced as he answered, "Yeah, I think so. I mean, it was an incredible feeling at the time, and the two of you really made me come so fucking hard," he added with an appreciative nod at both Melissa and Brad. "But God! Am I sore now! And I swear I can actually feel a breeze blowing up my butthole now, it's hanging so wide open!"
"Yeah? Let's see!" Brad said eagerly. Keith obligingly pulled his legs up to his chest to expose his impossibly gaping anus to their examination. "Dang, Keith! I could drop a friggin' tennis ball in there and I don't think it would hit the sides. You'd better be careful when you stand up or you're gonna' shit all over everything," he teased.
"Uh, actually that might be a problem," Keith frowned. "I do kind of feel like I need to take a shit now."
"Hey, no problem, dude," Brad grinned. "I got you. Just stand up and I'll get my hands under you to catch anything on your way to the bathroom."
"Wow. Uh, yeah, okay," Keith nodded, his eyebrows raised in surprise. "You really are getting into poop, aren't you?"
Brad shrugged self-consciously. "What can I say? You ready?"
"Okay, here goes," Keith warned as he heaved himself to his feet. Brad swiftly pushed his hands underneath the blond teen's butt, and the two started to move across the room. Even before they reached the door, Melissa saw a large, brown turd drop into Brad's hands with an audible plopping sound. As the two boys exited the room, Brad turned to Melissa and waggled his eyebrows, a pleased smile on his face. Melissa gave him an indulgent grin in turn and blew him a kiss before flopping back down on the bed beside her sleeping mother and girlfriend, Stephanie breathing softly as she dozed atop the older woman's curvaceous body.
By the time Keith and Brad reentered Melissa's bedroom, both her mother and Stephanie were stirring once more. "Ohhhh," her mother groaned, "I can't believe what you do to me, Stephanie."
"Well, you do the same to me, my love," Stephanie murmured with a smile, turning her head around to gaze lovingly and Melissa's mother. The slender girl then looked at Brad and Keith in the doorway. "What have you guys been up to?"
"Oh, just helping Keith with a little problem," Brad grinned.
"He caught Keith's shit in his hands because my brother's ass was gaping so much he couldn't hold it in," Melissa explained, giving Stephanie a meaningful look.
"Oh!" Stephanie exclaimed in surprise. "From the look on your face, I guess you enjoyed that, dear brother," she observed, looking intently at Brad.
"I did," the dark haired boy shrugged with an easy smile.
"He took good care of me," Keith asserted protectively, putting his arm around Brad and giving the younger boy an affectionate squeeze.
"As long as you're both happy, I'm very glad," Margaret spoke up, raising her head up from between Stephanie's legs to regard the boys. "And how is that gaping asshole of yours now, Son?" she asked Keith with a look that was equal parts concern and prurient interest.
"Pretty damned sore," Keith admitted. "I think it'll be awhile before I try that again. But I'm really glad I did it. I totally get why you and Melissa like having that done to you; really an amazing feeling, being that completely filled up," he continued.
Margaret smiled knowingly at her son. "Well, I'm glad you appreciated it and I'm also glad you're not determined to make a regular habit out of it." She glanced over at the bedside clock. "Oh, my!" she chuckled. "Look at the time! We've managed to while away an entire day having glorious sex, but now we have to concentrate on more everyday matters like dinner and laundry. At least before we can all have sex again!" she said brightly, drawing eager smiles from all four of the young people in the room before continuing. "As far as dinner, I'm frankly way too beat from all the fucking to want to try to make dinner. Are you guys okay if I just order out for pizza? I promise I'll be a better mother tomorrow," she grimaced.
Everyone assured her that yes, pizza sounded great and no, no one could possibly be a better mother than her, which Margaret acknowledged with a grateful smile. "Okay, thank you all. So as far as laundry, this bed needs to be stripped and put in the washing machine with the other sheets from the master bed from earlier. And then both this bed and the master bed need to be made up with clean sheets. Dear, would you and Stephanie please gather the sheets from this bed and get the laundry started?" she asked her daughter, then turned to her son, "And Keith, would you and Brad please get both these beds made up with clean sheets? I think there still are some in the hall closet. And while you're doing that, I'll call for pizza and throw on enough clothing to be presentable for the delivery person."
"Sure, Mom," Keith agreed before adding suggestively, "But you sure you don't want to answer the door in the nude? You might give the pizza delivery guy a real thrill!"
"Hmmm, tempting, but no," his mother replied, her expression growing serious. "Given the risks we're all taking with what we've started here, none of us can let the slightest whiff of anything improper going on here get exposed to the outside world."
Keith was immediately apologetic. "Yes, you're right, Mom. I'm sorry I suggested it. I – we," he amended, looking around at the other three youths, "All totally get that."
"I know you do, love," his mother smiled at everyone. "We just can't ever let our guard down, even in fun. Okay, let's get going, everyone," she directed firmly. "I don't know about you, but I've worked up quite an appetite and I think we're all going to need our strength for later!"
Everyone heartily agreed with that sentiment and scurried around at their assigned tasks. But when Melissa and Stephanie had finished starting the load of laundry and turned around to see what Margaret was wearing, both girls laughed out loud.
"God, Mom!" Melissa snorted as she took in the sight of her mother in the slinky, sheer, green housedress that barely contained the woman's pulchritude, "I thought we were supposed to be trying not to be obvious!"
"Well, not too obvious," Margaret replied with a mischievous grin. "I did think about what Keith said and decided it wouldn't hurt to give the delivery guy a little, tiny thrill. Although with my luck," she grimaced, "It'll turn out to be a delivery woman instead."
"And why wouldn't she get just as much of a thrill?" Stephanie challenged. "You look pretty damn hot to this girl!"
"Okay, you got me," Margaret confessed. "I was hoping to show off to you just a bit, too."
"Well, it's definitely working," Stephanie responded with an odd catch in her voice. "Just looking at you dressed like that kind of makes my knees get all wobbly. Not to mention what it's doing to my pussy!" She wantonly slipped a finger into her cunt slit and held the now glistening digit in front of Margaret's face. "See how wet you make me?" she murmured.
A stunned expression crept over Margaret's face and she visibly swallowed several times before wordlessly leaning forward and taking the proferred finger into her mouth and, with a blissful expression, licked the pubescent quim from it. Only after collecting every drop of Stephanie's pussy juice from the finger did she tell the slender girl with a soulful look, "And you definitely have the same effect on me, sexy lover. Every time I think I've finally had enough sex to satisfy me for at least a little while, one look at you is enough to make me desperately want nothing more than to make love to you all over again!"
"Oh, good!" Stephanie agreed brightly. "I don't think I'll ever get enough – from any of you," she added as she looked over at Melissa and then at the two boys behind her who had just entered the room. "Just being around you guys, and I can't think about anything but fucking you, morning, noon, and night!"
"I completely agree," Margaret sighed with reluctance, "But let's try to restrain ourselves at least until after dinner."
"Okay, if you insist," Stephanie answered with a guileless expression. "But while we're waiting for the pizza, I've still got a pussy that's dripping like crazy. Just in case you wanted to taste any more of me as an appetizer."
Margaret gave her dark-haired lover a helpless look and moved to stand in front of Stephanie, sliding her fingers into the twelve year old girl's cunt slit and bringing them back to her lips to lick them worshipfully. Melissa looked over at Keith and Brad, who were watching the erotic scene with wide eyes, and noticed that their pricks were both starting to swell. For several long minutes, no one spoke as Margaret continued to feed herself from Stephanie's oozing twat. Stephanie's breathing was deepening markedly with each new plunge from the older woman's fingers into her pussy crevice, and had just started to boldly reach up and tease Margaret's nipples through the thin material of her housedress when the doorbell rang.
"Mmm, saved by the bell," Stephanie murmured as she stepped back from Margaret.
"But definitely to be continued," the older redhead replied in a voice thick with arousal. Her nipples were fully erect and prominently protruding through the sheer material of her slinky housedress.
"Good luck with the pizza delivery guy," Melissa called out as her mother headed out of the kitchen, only to turn on her heel and stalk back in.
"Forgot the money," she muttured with a fierce glare at Stephanie. "What am I going to do about you, girl? I can't even think straight when I'm around you!"
"Just imagine what it's going to be like when both John and Stephanie are around you at the same time," Keith observed dryly.
Margaret stood stock still with a stunned expression on her face. It was only when the doorbell rang a second time, more insistently than the first, that she shook her head as if to snap herself out of a stupor and mumbled, "I- I've got to go..." and hastily left the room.
"Wow, Keith!" Melissa said in astonishment once their mother was safely out of earshot, "You really threw Mom with that."
"I know, huh?" He gave Stephanie a measured gaze. "This really all better work out the way you planned, Mel. Otherwise Mom's heart is going to be completely broken. You understand what I'm saying, Stephanie?"
"If she gets her heart broken, it won't be because of me," Stephanie retorted with a defiant thrust of her chin. "I'm just as much in love with her. And I think it's pretty obvious that my dad is, too," she added softly.
"We know, Steph," Melissa hastily chimed in. "It's just, well, Mom's always just been, you know, the grownup here and we're not used to seeing her acting like a silly girl in love, just like the rest of us."
"But that's a good thing, right?" Stephanie mused. "I mean, she's not just your mom anymore, is she? She's our lover, too – all of ours," she added with a look that encompassed the other three youths in the kitchen. "So it's a good thing to realize that she's every bit as hopeful and excited and scared and yeah, a little bit crazy, as the rest of us."
"You're absolutely right, Stephanie," Keith beamed. "You really are so smart. I'm glad you're my girlfriend!"
At that moment their conversation was interrupted by Margaret re-entering the room, her arms holding two large pizza boxes. Her cheeks were flushed bright red and her eyes were gleaming with arousal.
"Damn, Mom!" Melissa exclaimed. "What just happened? You're totally turned on, I can tell just looking at you, but you weren't gone long enough for anything serious."
"No, nothing serious," her mother admitted, shooting Melissa a sidelong glance as she set the pizza boxes down in the middle of the kitchen table, "But it sure could have if I'd been willing."
"Oooh!" Stephanie gasped eagerly, "Tell us everything!"
"Okay, okay," Margaret giggled, "But Keith, would you please get out some sodas and glasses? Melissa, some paper plates and napkins from the cupboard?"
"Sure, Mom," Melissa agreed cheerfully and Keith nodded as well and they set to their tasks while their mother continued her tale.
"Okay, so the delivery guy was a young man, maybe in his twenties-"
"So basically the same age as you, Mom," Melissa interrupted with a teasing lilt to her voice.
"Well, the way he looked at me sure made me feel like a young woman," her mother smiled, her voice smoky. "The minute I opened the door, his eyes got totally big and round and suddenly he could barely talk. He finally managed to stammer out how much the bill was, but then he kept saying, `You look- you look-` over and over again. When I asked him what he was trying to say, he finally managed to blurt out that I was the sexiest woman he'd ever seen. Well, that was so nice and flattering that I stepped up close and took his hand and put it on my tit, asking him if this was what he thought was sexy."
"Mom! You didn't!" Keith gasped in outrage. "What about all that you said about being careful what we show to the outside world?"
"I know, I know," his mother answered with a rueful look. "And when he got bold enough to reach down to touch my pussy, I told him I was sorry but my kids were home and had to go. So it was just a little naughty teasing and gave him a story to tell his friends, so...oh, shit!" she stopped and looked apologetically at Keith. "That's exactly what you were trying to tell me, wasn't it?"
"Mom, that's exactly what you were trying to tell us before," Keith pointed out gently.
"Ohhh, God! I'm so sorry! I just- I just-" and she looked pleadingly at Stephanie, "You just got me so incredibly excited everything kind of flew right out of my brain. I tried explaining this to my kids before, and I'll say it to you, too, Stephanie – and Brad," she added, giving the dark haired boy a glance. "I get just as horny and turned on as all of you, and it's not any easier for me to control my impulses when I get that way than it is for you. So I'm asking you; begging you, really: I need your help keeping things under control when it's important to do so, okay? I promise you, once we've eaten, I'll be just as wild and crazy as you want. But please, when there's any sort of risk of exposure outside the family, please don't make it any harder than it already is, okay?"
She looked so mournful that all four young people felt abashed. Stephanie finally spoke up, "You're right, absolutely right, love, and that was really irresponsible of me. It's just – well, you get me so turned on and crazy about sex, the same way your daughter does," and she shot Melissa an intense look, "That, well, I know it's no excuse. That's all, and I'm really sorry. It won't happen again. But I'm definitely going to hold you to that `wild and crazy' part later, sexy lady. That man was right, you know. You really are the sexiest woman we've ever seen."
"Well, thank you, my lover," Margaret smiled weakly. "I- I should have more self-control, too. This is all going to take some adjustments, for all of us." She looked at the table, which was now fully set and, with a wicked grin, shook her shoulders vigorously, allowing her flimsy housedress to slither down her body and puddle on the floor at her feet, her voluptuous body fully exposed to their delighted gazes. "Shall we eat?" she asked in a too sweet voice.
Everyone willingly agreed and pulled up chairs, squeezing in tightly together so everyone would fit at the table. There was a long period of silence as everyone wolfed down a couple of pieces of pizza rapidly to assuage their hunger before conversation resumed. There was relatively little sexy mischief at the table while they ate, though Brad, who was on one side of Melissa, kept his muscular leg pressed firmly against the side of Melissa's fleshy thigh, a sensation Melissa thoroughly enjoyed.
But once everyone was getting comfortably full and Keith stood, excusing himself to go pee, both Melissa and her mother simultaneously dropped to the floor on their knees in front of the fourteen-year-old boy and pointed eagerly at their open mouths.
"Oh, looks like you could use some help, Bro," Brad said gallantly, rising to his feet to stand beside Keith and holding his cock to aim it directly at Melissa's mouth. "I have to piss, too," he explained simply.
"Cool!" Keith grinned. "Okay, Mom, you ready to drink me?"
"Oh, yes," his mother croaked thickly. Keith frowned momentarily and then released a strong stream of golden fluid straight into her mouth. His mother began swallowing rapidly, completely heedless of the drops splashing on her chin and cheeks and dribbling down her neck onto her heaving breasts.
Brad was only slightly behind Keith and began to pee into Melissa's gaping mouth. The twelve-year-old redhead swallowed the pungent liquid just as ardently as her mother was. Melissa was in ecstasy, greedily drinking Brad's urine and finally enclosing his still pissing cock between her lips, continuing to swallow every drop. But she was startled when she felt warm drops landing on her head, shoulders and back and jerked her head back to see that Stephanie had come up behind her, lifted one leg up onto the table, and was vigorously pissing all over the redheaded girl. Her action of jerking her head back had allowed Brad's still-peeing dick to spray yellow liquid all over her face and Melissa simply tipped her head back, luxuriating in the amazingly perverted feeling of being drenched by two of her lovers at the same time.
Only when both boys had squeezed the last drops from their cocks did anyone speak. "I'll get some towels," Stephanie murmured, her eyes glittering with excitement at the kinky scene that had just unfolded.
"Thank you, my love," Margaret panted, "And thank you, Son. The more I drink you up, the more of you I want."
"I feel exactly the same way," Melissa echoed with a fond glance up at Brad. She leaned forward and gave his now rapidly swelling cock a sensuous little lick. "And thank you, too, my love," she called out to Stephanie who had reentered the room with an armload of towels she had retrieved from the downstairs bathroom. "Getting a shower like that from both of you was totally amazing!"
"Yes it was," her mother agreed as she accepted a towel from Stephanie and began to mop the floor around her and Melissa. "In fact, watching that was so hot, I can't wait to get my turn later. I do think it's time for us all to get ready for our big family fuck of the evening, don't you?"
Everyone giggled their agreement, and Margaret directed Keith and Stephanie to grab as many water bottles each as they could carry up to the bedroom while Brad and Melissa were asked to clean up the kitchen. She herself would get the enema equipment ready and meet them in the bathroom. Everyone turned to their assigned jobs without a moment's hesitation.
Once Melissa was alone in the kitchen with Brad, she seized him around his shoulders and pulled him into a tight embrace, kissing him soundly and passionately.
"Whew! What was that for?" Brad asked a trifle breathlessly once the plump redhead had released him.
"Just because I totally adore you and love you so much, and I don't tell you that near often enough," Melissa answered softly.
"I know, though," Brad answered with a serious smile. "I know you love everyone else in both our families, too – so do I," he nodded, "But you haven't ever let me forget that you love me just as much. I really appreciate that, just so you know."
"Everything really is working out, isn't it?" Melissa asked with a thoughtful smile. "Now all we have to do is get everything straightened out between my mom and your dad." At that moment, the kitchen phone rang. "Speaking of which, that's probably him," she laughed. "You want to get it? He's your dad."
"Naw, you go ahead," Brad laughed. "He's gonna' be your dad, too, soon enough."
Melissa beamed sweetly at her boyfriend as she picked up the phone and said professionally, "Randall residence. How may I direct your call?" She winked at Brad, who guffawed out loud in recognition of hearing his own gag played back.
"Uh, hi. Melissa?" John's voice replied in the phone.
"Sure is, John. You want to talk to my mom?" she asked. "I take you you landed safely?"
"Uh, I guess the answers are: in a minute, and yes," John chuckled. "How are you doing? Everything okay there?"
"Couldn't be better, John," Melissa replied softly before calling out loudly, "Brad, would you be a love and tell Mom your dad's on the phone?"
"Oh, is Brad there right now?" John asked. "Could I talk to him first?"
"Oh, sure. Brad!" she called after the boy's disappearing back. "Wait up! Your dad wants to talk to you first."
Brad turned around and accepted the phone handset with a faintly puzzled expression. "Uh, hi Dad. How are you?" There was a pause and then he nodded vigorously. "Uh-huh, everything's great! Yep, we both did our piano practice this afternood. Uh-huh...Yeah, we miss you, too. Especially Margaret," he added with an impish look at Melissa, who gaped at his audacity. "How do I know? `Cause of the way she looked so happy and sad at the same time when she got back from dropping you off at the airport, that's how...Yes, Dad, she really does love you, so stop worrying...Yes, we're behaving ourselves...Uh, yeah, that's right. She said you told her it was okay if we went around nude here, too. Oh, good...What's that? Uh, yes, Margaret has been going around in the nude, too...She's beautiful, Dad, but you know that already...Uh-huh, well, you're just going to have to get back home so you remind yourself," he replied, shooting Melissa an unfathomable look. "Yeah, we will, Dad. You, too. Who do you want to talk to next? Okay, Dad. Here's Melissa again. I'll go get the others; be right back...What? Yeah, I love you too, Dad. Here's Melissa," and he handed the handset back to the redhead and scampered off before Melissa could even question him.
"Uh, hi again," she said into the phone.
"So, everyone there's as naked as jaybirds, huh?" John asked, his tone wistful.
"Just like at your house, John," Melissa replied archly. "Did you really ask your son what my mom looks like in the nude?"
"Uh, yeah. I guess I did kind of put him on the spot," John admitted, sounding amused.
"But you've already seen her in the nude, just yesterday afternoon. I saw you two together," Melissa replied pointedly. "You were really trying to find out if Brad has the hots for my mom, too and whether you're eventually going to have to share her, huh?"
There was a long pause on the other end of the line. "Huh," he muttered at last, "Maybe that was what I was really asking. Do you, uh, you think that's a possibility?"
"John!" Melissa answered more sharply than she'd intended before lowering her voice to a whisper, "You know we're all having, well, you know, with you already. How did you think that would all work once you and my mom get together? We already talked about this; you do have to tell her, you know? And are you saying that you'd have a problem with it if Brad and my mom...?" she trailed off.
"Oh, God, no!" the older man blurted, "That's not what I'm saying at all."
"Oh, shit!" Melissa laughed, sudden understanding flooding her, "You're totally turned on by the idea, aren't you?" she whispered before saying loudly, "Oh, here's Stephanie and my mom. We miss you and can't wait for you to come back home. Talk to you later, John," she added cheerily.
"Uh, yeah, right," John replied, sounding flustered. "C-could I talk to my daughter next?"
"Sure thing, John." Melissa handed to phone to Stephanie. "Your dad wants to talk to you next."
As Stephanie took the phone with a searching look at Melissa, Margaret pulled Melissa aside and softly said, "Keith and Brad were finishing getting the enema stuff ready. You guys go ahead and all get those done while I talk to John and I'll be up as soon as I'm through."
Melissa swallowed her disappointment; she had really wanted to hear what Stephanie had to say to her father, but she graciously agreed. Stephanie was just saying, "Hi, daddy," as she left the room, which made Melissa smile, knowing that her girlfriend was deliberately playing up the `sweet little girl' act for her father's benefit.
Once Melissa reached the bathroom, she found the shower already running with clouds of steam filling the small space. Brad was bent over the sink, a look of discomfort on his face as Keith held the enema nozzle firmly in place in Brad's ass with one hand while raising the enema back up high with the other and allowing the warm, soapy water to fill the younger boy's bowels. "You okay, love?" Melissa asked, a mixture of concern and amusement on her face.
"Oh, yeah," Brad answered through gritted teeth. "I'm sorry, I just don't enjoy this quite as much as you two do."
"Well, you're doing great, little brother," Keith said encouragingly, flashing his sister a smile in greeting. "Where's Stephanie?" he asked.
"Talking to her dad," Melissa explained. "Mom said we should all go ahead and get our enemas done and she'll be up after she's done talking to John. Something tells me she's gonna' want to jump right into fucking as soon as she's done with that."
"Hmm, I'll be you're right," Keith nodded with a knowing smile. "Okay, dude, you're all full," he warned Brad. "Hang on tight, I'm pulling out."
"Yeah, okay," Brad nodded. He straightened up a bit stiffly, grimacing. "You want me to do you now?" he asked Keith.
"Can you wait that long?" Keith asked with a gentle frown. "You can just let it go into the toilet any time you're ready, you know?"
"I- I'm gonna' try to hold it a bit," Brad declared bravely. "Since it looks like these are gonna' be a regular part of my life from now on, I'd better start getting used to it."
"Okay, that makes sense," Keith nodded, "But don't think you have to prove anything to anyone. Uh, I just realized, maybe you'd better do my sister first. I, uh, well, I might be kind of a problem," he winced.
"Oh? Hows that?" Melissa asked with a puzzled frown.
"It's like, well, I'm not totally sure I can squeeze my asshole shut tight enough after I, well, you know..." he mumbled, his cheeks coloring.
"After you stretched your butthole wide open earlier?" Melissa laughed in understanding. "Tell you what – why don't you two give me mine first, and then we'll fill the bag up again and all three of us get in the shower and we'll give you yours in there? That way, if anything leaks, it's like no big deal."
"Ha!" Keith chuckled, "Great idea! Okay, Sis, bend over. You still doing okay, dude? You want to stick the tube up her while I get the bag filled again?" he asked Brad.
"Yep, sure thing," Brad nodded despite his glassy eyes. He took the tube from Keith and began to smear petroleum jelly on the tip. "Ready, Mel?" he asked.
"I'm always ready to have you up my butt, Brad," Melissa giggled in reply.
"Hmm, lucky me," Brad smirked. "Okay, coming in," he warned, and slid the black plastic nozzle easily into Melissa's rectum. "Got it?" he asked.
"Sure do. Squeezing tight," she assured both boys.
"Okay, here it comes," Keith alerted her as he raised the rubber bag high above her head.
Melissa instantly felt the warm liquid flooding her insides, comforting at first and then frankly arousing as her rectum began to swell. She seized Brad's hand and guided it into her crotch, wordlessly encouraging him to start to tease her already engorged clit. "Ahhh!" she sighed with pleasure as her boyfriend's fingers began to magically tease her hard nub.
All too soon she heard Keith say, "All done. Pull it out, Bro. Uh, go ahead and hold it up high so nothing leaks out," he instructed in response to Brad's attempt to hand him the nozzle. "I'm going to fill up the bag and then we can all get into the shower together. I don't think you need to lube it up again," he added dryly, gesturing at the black nozzle in Brad's hand.
"Yeah, right," Brad nodded in understanding. "Could we, uh, hustle it up a bit?" he pleaded.
"No problem; ready now," Keith announced, taking the nozzle from Brad finally and holding it above the level of the bag. "After you," he gestured, inviting both Melissa and Brad to precede him into the shower.
The instant they were behind the shower curtain, Brad groaned loudly and released a long, reeking stream of liquid from his anus onto the tub floor. "Fuuuuck!" he swore at last. "Sorry about that."
"Hey, you held it a lot longer than last time," Keith observed brightly. "You're really getting the hang of it. You okay, Mel?" he asked, glancing at his sister.
"Other than being so turned on I'm about going out of my mind, oh, yeah, I'm just great," she responded huskily. "Here, give me that and bend over," she directed, gesturing at the enema apparatus in her brother's hand. Keith obediently complied and Melissa carefully pushed the nozzle past her brother's still very loose anal sphincter. "Okay, Keith, squeeze as hard as you can; I'm gonna' try to put a finger or two in there to make a tighter fit."
"Okay, good idea," he nodded in a voice tight with the effort of clenching his asshole shut. "Oooh, fuck, I'm still really sore there, so go gentle, okay?" he begged as Melissa began to push a finger into Keith's bunghole alongside the enema nozzle.
"That okay now?" she asked once she had a finger fully penetrating him. "Ohhhh! Yes! Thank you, Brad," she moaned as she felt her boyfriend's fingers resuming their lewd manipulation of her turgid clitoris.
"Yep, it is," Keith nodded. "Feels like I can clamp down tight enough now. Go ahead and let me have it."
Melissa lifted the filled enema bag above her head, listening with lascivious interest to her brother's groans of pleasure as he felt his bowels filling. She risked enough of a look around Keith's body to confirm her suspicion that his cock was swelling rapidly and wished she had a hand free to stroke it. Brad's fingers, coupled with the agonizingly erotic feel of her overfilled guts, were really starting to get to her and she felt her body begin to writhe involuntarily under the dual stimulus.
"Okay, brother dear, you're all full," Melissa cautioned. "I'm gonna' pull the tube out now."
"Okay, thanks," Keith grunted. "God! I can't believe how fucking hot that feeling gets me!"
"Me, too," Melissa panted. "I'm gonna' come any second now. Hoh!" she cried suddenly as she felt her hand flood with stinking water from Keith's ass and splash onto the floor. "I guess you couldn't hold it too well after all!"
"S-sorry," Keith mumbled.
"Hey, no problem," his sister assured him. Melissa was suddenly struck with inspiration. Pulling her finger completely out of Keith's still-squirting anus, she cupped her hand underneath the stream to catch a handful of the shit-filled water and splash it all over her breasts. Turning around to face Brad, she asked with an innocent fluttering over her eyelids, "Would you like to suck my tits now, lover?"
Brad, who had looked nonplussed when Melissa had forced his fingers out from between her legs just when he figured he was about to make her come, now opened his eyes wide and his jaw dropped in astonishment. "Is- is that...?" he stammered, unable to tear his gaze from her large, firm tits.
"Keith's shit all over my boobs? Why yes, yes it is. Would you still like to suck my tits, Brad?" she cooed.
"Really??!! Oh, God, yes!" he blurted. "You don't mind?"
"Why would I mind letting you do something that turns you on, baby?" Melissa smiled, her eyes twinkling playfully. "As long as you rinse your mouth out good before you try to kiss me again, I don't mind at all."
With a helpless groan of urgent desire, Brad leaned in and eagerly began to lap and suckle at her breasts, first one, and then the other. Melissa felt Keith's arms encircle her from behind and one hand slither down her belly to work its way into the crevice of her cunt. "Ohhh, yes, love, that's perfect!" she murmured as her brother's fingers located her throbbing clit and began to tease it rapidly back and forth.
"He's really licking my shit of your tits?" Keith whispered into her ear, sounding as intrigued as he was astonished.
"He really is," Melissa nodded in confirmation. "Our boy seems to really have discovered a whole new turn-on."
"Huh. I gotta' say I never expected that one," Keith mused, his fingers increasing their tempo over her swollen clitoris.
"Hoh!" Melissa gasped at the increased erotic stimulation, then gasped again in surprise as she felt Keith's free arm reach down behind her bottom.
"Why don't you go ahead and let go into my hand and we'll replenish Brad's supply," he whispered. "It looks like he's about finished with mine."
"Ohhh, fuck!" Melissa groaned, nearly helpless under her brother's relentless onslaught on her pussy. "You are- hunggghh! Oh, God! A very naughty boy- hoooffff! Keith Randall!" she gasped. "Okay, here I go," she warned and relaxed her anus completely, allowing the nearly unbearable pressure in her guts to release. Keith began to buzz her clit faster and faster, making Melissa cry out ecstatically. At the same time, she felt his hand move up and deposit a reeking load of poop on the top of her breasts.
Brad looked up, startled, and Keith smiled, informing him, "There's just a bit more for you from Melissa, too."
Brad seemed too overcome to speak but he nodded in grateful understanding and began to ravenously lap up the new load of brown, squishy flecks of excrement off Melissa's ample tits. Melissa was now almost beside herself from the incessant, tingling shocks that were starting to shoot through her curvaceous body from Keith's fingers ravaging her clit and from the sheer depravity of Brad's willingness to lick and swallow her shit.
With an anguished shriek, Melissa threw her head back and utterly surrendered to the climax that had been trying to slam into her for several minutes. As her body shuddered and writhed helplessly, she felt the rest of her bowels as well as her bladder vacate simultaneously and was only vaguely conscious of her brother smearing more shit onto her breasts for Brad to devour. "Gonna'- ohhh! Gonna' black out!" she warned the two boys.
"We've got you," she heard Keith whisper in her ear, and then, safe in both Brad's and Keith's arms, she let herself slip into blackness.
She wasn't sure how long she had been unconscious but when Melissa's eyes blinked open, she was still in the shower, sandwiched between Brad's and Keith's body. She was acutely aware of the feeling of both their very stiff dicks pressing into her cunt slit from the front and her ass cheeks from behind, but before she could even contemplate doing something about them her reverie was interrupted by her mother's voice from outside the shower curtain, saying, "Well! That certainly sounded exciting! I can't wait to hear about what just happened in there."
Keith quickly summarized their kinky activities, glossing over his difficulty keeping his anus squeezed shut and focusing instead on Brad's appreciation of licking his and Melissa's poop off her tits.
"Wow! Brad!" Stephanie cried in amazement from behind Margaret. "You really did that? And you liked it?"
"Yeah, I really did," he replied shyly, poking his head out around the edge of the shower curtain after first assuring himself that Melissa could stand upright on her own once more. "Are you totally disgusted with me?" he asked with a worried frown.
"God, no!" Stephanie laughed. "It sounds hotter than hell and I'm sorry we missed it. But now that I know you like that, maybe I'll let you give me the same treatment sometime this week. Would you like that?" she asked, regarding him from under suggestively lowered eyes.
"Heck, yeah!" her brother blurted. "I would!"
"Good," Stephanie nodded.
"Hey, if you three are about done in there, we're about finished giving each other our enemas and could use a turn in the shower now," Margaret called out.
"Yeah, okay, Mom," Keith replied. "Just need another minute to get all rinsed off. How's John?" he added, sounding a bit miffed that everyone but him had gotten the chance to talk to John on the phone.
"He's fine, love, and I'll give you all the highlights later," his mother promised from outside the tub, "But we're both full now and really need to get in there if you don't mind."
"Okay, okay, we're coming out now," Keith chuckled, shooing both Brad and Melissa before him.
The minute they were out of the tub, Margaret and Stephanie scrambled in. "You guys can go ahead into the bedroom if you want. Start drinking all the water you can, too. I want to make sure everyone is ready to piss all over me later. We'll be along right behind you," she promised.
"Don't take too long or we may start without you," Melissa warned, only half-joking. She was burning with curiosity about why Stephanie had seemingly stayed behind for the entire length of her mother's phone call with John and had a sneaking suspicion she knew exactly what had happened.
"That's fine," she heard her mother reply breathlessly as Stephanie had apparently begun to erotically stimulate the older woman, "As long as you don't finish without us."
"Okay, it's a deal," Melissa laughed, and gestured with her head to the two boys to precede her out of the bathroom. With one more lascivious glance back at the curtained tub from where ecstatic moans were already emerging, Melissa padded down the hall to the master bedroom.
As soon as she entered the room, Keith tossed her a bottle of water and then gestured back towards the bathroom. "What do you suppose those two were up to?" he asked with a glint in his eye.
"I've got an idea, but we'll find out soon enough," Melissa smiled meaningfully. She twisted the top off her water bottle and swilled the contents down rapidly. "Another," she commanded, and her brother supplied it with a grin. She gulped that one down as fast as she could as well and then busied herself making sure there was a tube of sex lube as well as the bottle of baby oil within easy reach on the nightstand as well as fishing out as many of the dildos and vibrators from the nightstand drawer as she could lay her hands on and scattered them around the bed.
"Huh!" Brad grinned. "You're ready for anything, it looks like."
Melissa lay down on the bed and flung an arm up over her head in a sultry pose and replied throatily, "Yes, Brad, I am. Anything you want to do to me. Anything at all."
"Fuck me!" Brad gulped and glanced over at Keith who seemed equally stunned by his sister's wanton display.
"What a great suggestion, Brad," Melissa giggled. She glanced meaningfully at the cocks of both boys, standing straight up and almost throbbing with excitement. "Although maybe we'd better start a little slow. Why don't we just lie in a circle and suck and lick each until the other two get here?"
The two boys thought that was a fine idea, though Melissa reminded them to each drink another bottle of water before they got started. In less than a minute, the three nude youths were all head to crotch of the next person, Melissa sucking Brad's cock while Brad did the same for Keith, and her brother burying his face in her dripping cunt and lapping enthusiastically.
"You guys probably better not come," Melissa reminded the boys at one point as she felt Brad begin to push his cock more and more eagerly into her mouth. "I kinda' think the other ladies might have plans for you, too." The boys grunted their assent and Melissa resumed sucking as much of Brad's cock into her mouth as she could, although try as she might, at that angle she just couldn't manage to get it down her throat as well. Instead, she settled for trying to get him as close to an orgasm as she could without pushing him over the edge.
Keith's tongue was eliciting amazing sensations in Melissa's pussy and she marveled anew at how quickly they all were learning to please each other. She could feel her arousal intensifying fast and wondered if her mother and Stephanie would take long enough in the shower pleasing each other to allow her to come as well before they entered the bedroom. She determined to try to make that happen and urgently pulled Keith's head into her crotch, encouraging him to step up the tempo of his incestuous cunnilingus. Her brother understood immediately and began to lash her clit with his tongue in a relentless rhythm that soon had the twelve year old girl moaning and gasping with pleasure as she continued to suck Brad's dick.
Within a couple of minutes of that sort of ravagement, Melissa could feel the warning tingles presaging a climax and she deliberately slowed the pace of sucking Brad, not wanting to accidently make him come in her mouth as much as she would have enjoyed that. So she was momentarily taken aback by the sensation of her mouth filling with liquid and it was a second or two before he realized that it wasn't semen but piss that was squirting out of her boyfriend's cock. Somehow, despite his raging erection, Brad was managing to piss right down her throat.
Melissa began swallowing piss as fast as she could, and the perversion of the scene as well as the sensations Keith was creating with his tongue on her clit was more than she could withstand. With a guttural groan, she began coming, her body jerking spasmodically as wave after wave of electric bliss shot up and down her shuddering frame. Incredibly, Brad was still pissing and she had to stop trying to swallow it lest she choke or get it coming out her nose so she pulled her head back as she helplessly thrashed in the throes of her climax, gasping and whimpering as Brad pissed all over her face and hair.
Melissa didn't want to black out this time so she gently pushed her brother's head back from her cunt and allowed her orgasmic convulsions to finally subside. As she did, she heard applause and Stephanie's voice crowing, "Bravo! God! You guys are so hot together!"
Melissa raised her head to see both Stephanie and her mother standing at the foot of the bed watching them with undisguised prurient interest. "I have to agree," her mother chimed in, holding a hand to her breast as if overcome by the sight. "The way Brad peed all over your face while you were coming was, well, there aren't words!" she sighed, sounding truly impressed.
"Actually, I started peeing into her mouth even before she started coming," Brad announced proudly, "She just couldn't keep swallowing it once she did."
"Is that right?" Margaret asked in a voice thick with lust. "My God! That's almost more than I can deal with. So what are we doing for an encore?" she asked. Her voice had dropped a full octave.
Melissa gave her mother a speculative look. "Well, first, you two are going to catch up on your drinking; we're two bottles of water ahead of you," she said with a commanding look. "And then, before anyone does anything else, you're going to tell us all about your phone call with John...and why Stephanie stayed behind with you. Although I've got a pretty good idea," she added with a pointed look at Stephanie, who just smiled mysteriously.
"Okay, fair enough," her mother laughed. "Come on, guys, make some room for an old woman!" she urged, picking up a pair of water bottles from the stash on the floor and handing them to Stephanie before retrieving two for herself and settling herself on the bed. After taking a moment to open one of the bottles and taking a long swallow, she began, "Well, John talked to Stephanie for just a couple of minutes, long enough to assure himself that she was okay and, I suspect, just because he wanted to hear her voice. So then Stephanie handed the phone off to me, and I motioned her out of the room so I could talk alone with John. I thought!" she said with a mock glare at Stephanie. "So then John talked about his trip and his hotel room and a bit about what he still needed to do to prepare for the start of the conference tomorrow. And then, well, the conversation got a little more personal."
"Yeah?" Keith and Brad all blurted out simultaneously.
"Details, Mom, we want details!" Melissa demanded with a grin.
"Well, he told me that he loves me," she replied bashfully.
"As he should," Melissa declared firmly. "What else?"
"He, um, well, he started talking about how much he misses me," she continued, her cheeks starting to color, "And then he said he couldn't stop thinking about the way it felt to take him in my mouth."
"You mean his cock, Mom," Melissa prodded, enjoying her mother's discomforture.
"Yes, love, his cock," her mother nodded with a slight smile, "And how amazing it was to him to feel me take his cock all the way down his throat. So I asked him if thinking about it now was making his cock hard, and when he admitted that it was, I admitted that thinking about it was making my pussy really wet, too, and maybe we should do something about that together. Which for some strange reason, he didn't seem to object to," she smiled at the memory. "So we started masturbating together, and I'd ask him to tell me what he was doing and what his cock looked like and he would make me tell him what I was doing, too. And I held the phone down to my pussy so he could hear all the squishy sounds from my fingers in my cunt, and he really seemed to like that," she smiled shyly.
"Imagine that," Keith observed. His own cock was straining, purple, throbbing in his lap as he sat there on the bed. He was clearly enjoying this as much as his mother seemed to have.
"So then we started talking about our secret fantasies, and he told me about how much he liked group sex, and I told him that I think I would, too, but that I didn't have as much experience as he did, and he said that if that was something I wanted to try, he would definitely be into that." She stopped and took a deep breath, shooting a sidelong at Stephanie before continuing. "So things were really starting to heat up between us, and I was alone with him, ready to make myself come when he did. Or at least I thought I was alone," and she gave Stephanie a mock glare. Stephanie simply gave an unrepentant shrug.
"Let me guess," Melissa spoke up, giving Stephanie a cautionary look, "Stephanie came back in and started to help you come, right?"
"She sure did!" her mother snorted. "She just waltzed in, pretty as you please, and without a word, dropped to her knees on the floor in front of me and started licking my pussy. I mean, what was I supposed to do? I couldn't exactly tell her to stop it, not with her dad right there on the phone. That would have raised all kinds of questions I really wasn't ready to answer."
"Oh, come on, Mom," Melissa snorted. "If you'd really been upset, you could have just let John know she was there by asking Stephanie out loud what she needed. You didn't do that because the idea of Stephanie making you come while you listened to her father make himself come turned you on like crazy. Admit it!" she challenged, but with a gentle smile to show she wasn't upset.
"Okay, okay, I admit it!" her mother cried, throwing up her hands. "I'm a total pervert, and I'm so incredibly in love with this little witch," and she looked over at Stephanie again with an expression that was part adoration, part exasperation, and one hundred percent raw lust, "That for some reason I am completely incapable of refusing her anything!" she blurted.
"But that's wonderful, Mom!" Melissa exclaimed happily. "That's exactly what was supposed to happen. We all love Stephanie so much, and that's fantastic that you do, too. So I take it she made you come when John did?" she asked sweetly.
"Ohh, yes!" her mother sighed. "Did she ever. I damn near passed out the way she was attacking my poor little cunt."
"Oh, that was a really great idea, Steph!" Melissa crowed, giving her girlfriend a meaningful look. "Hey! Why don't we all take turns licking Mom's cunt every night when John calls?" she added as if this were a completely new thought.
"Oh!" her mother gasped. "You mean, I don't get to have any alone time with him?"
Melissa felt her heart melt at her mother's forlorn look and realized she was being selfish. After all, she'd been able to enjoy John all week and her mother was still in the first blushes of her love for him. "Oh, Mom! I'm really sorry. You're absolutely right. You deserve to have some time of your own with him. Right, guys?" she asked, looking directly at Stephanie, who nodded, but with a very mischievous smile, and Melissa fully understood that her girlfriend's brazen actions were payback for the way Melissa had intruded on her father's phone sex the previous week. Everyone else agreed as well, and Melissa nodded in satisfaction.
"So that was it? Once you both came, that was the end of the call?" Melissa prompted.
"Pretty much," her mother nodded. "I told him I loved him, too, and that we all miss him, and he promised to call back tomorrow, though he said it would be a couple hours later because he has a conference dinner. And that was it." She smiled, "And then Stephanie came upstairs to find you three engaged in the wildest, kinkiest sex imaginable!"
"Oh, I'd say having phone sex with a man while his own daughter licks your pussy counts as pretty wild and crazy, too, Mom," Keith observed deadpan.
"Yes, well, I suppose," his mother sniffed. She looked around brightly. "So what are we doing now? I have to say, I kind of need to piss again. Anyone else?" she looked around hopefully.
"Definitely!" Melissa blurted; she was feeling the effects of the two water bottles she'd just swilled. When everyone else confirmed that they had full bladders as well, Melissa grinned and cried, "Shower time, Mom. Lie down on the bed with your legs over your head and let us all wet you down!"
"Oh! You don't have to tell me that twice!" her mother responded with unashamed enthusiasm, flopping her lush body down onto the bed with her arms tugging her thick thighs over her head invitingly. The gash of her cunt was already glistening with oozing quim – and Stephanie's saliva from earlier. "Let me have it!" the redheaded woman urged the others breathlessly.
Stephanie immediately squatted over Margaret's head with an evil grin; Melissa stood up on the mattress and straddled her mother's upper torso and breasts, while the two boys stood on either side of her hips so they could spray directly into the woman's pussy and ass as well as onto her legs. "Ready?" Melissa asked. Receiving confimatory nods from the three other youths, even before she could command, "Piss on Mom!", a strong fountain of golden yellow fluid erupted straight up into the air from her mother's widely splayed crotch, splashing noisily down her abdomen and drizzing down the crack of her ass and down her back.
"Cool!" Brad murmured, impressed, and he immediately contributed to the pungent flow, peeing straight down into Margaret's cunt and grinning like a maniac as it joined her piss and streamed down her front and back. Shortly after that, Stephanie's pussy started squirting all over her older lover's face and head, and Margaret eagerly opened her mouth wide to greedily catch as much as she could and swallow it. Finally, with a mischievous look between them, both Melissa and Keith began to urinate onto their mother's body. Melissa focused on splashing all over her mother's breasts while Keith just sprayed wildly, sometimes shooting his piss onto Melissa's ass and backs of her thighs and making her grin back at him appreciatively.
Meanwhile, Margaret was panting and moaning with excitement, especially once Brad began to massage her cunt with his free hand, working the mixed piss all over her shaved vulva, and sliding fingers down into her vagina. She pulled Stephanie's still-dribbling pussy fiercely down onto her face and began to lick and suck it frantically, whimpering with pleasure.
Melissa saw Keith and Brad exchange a look and then Keith said to her, "Since it looks like Mom's not uncomfortable in that position, I've got an idea. Can you reach that bottle of baby oil there on the bed?"
"Sure, no problem," Melissa agreed, squatting down to retrieve the requested bottle. "What are you thinking of?" she asked with unabashed curiosity as she handed him the oil.
"Well, Mom hasn't experienced two cocks in the same hole yet," he answered with a wicked grin.
"No, she hasn't," Melissa responded enthusiastically. "Hey, Mom!" she called down to her mother, speaking loudly enough to be heard past Stephanie's enclosing thighs. "You ready to try Brad and Keith both fucking your pussy at the same time?"
Her mother groaned heavily and nodded her head up and down vigorously. "I think she likes the idea, guys!" Melissa exclaimed, her own breathing starting to deepen with erotic excitement. Keith wasted no time in oiling up his and Brad's rock-hard pricks while Melissa lay down on the bed beside her mother to watch. She absently began to lick the residual urine from her mother's very full breasts as her eyes remained glued on the two boys as they maneuvered their bodies in front and behind her mother's upraised crotch, Keith straddling their mother's legs with his and holding them down as he pushed his stiff erection downwards into her fully exposed cunt hole before motioning Brad to try the same from behind her. Melissa stole a quick glance up at Stephanie and saw that she was observing the boys just as raptly, although her eyes were already a bit glassy from the sensous ministrations of Melissa's mother's tongue between Stephanie's cunt lips.
As soon as Brad managed to work his organ into the older woman's vagina, he put his arms around Keith's neck and began to kiss him passionately, the two boys' tongues working visibly in and out of each other's mouths as they raised and lowered their hips in unison, forcing their twinned cocks deeply into Margaret's tightly constricted cunt hole. Margaret's moans and whimpers of lust increased rapidly in tempo and intensity and it was clear that she was completely loving the depraved treatment.
By now, Melissa was beside herself with crazed sexual arousal. She heaved herself upright to straddle her mother's ample bosom facing Stephanie and then seized her mother's right hand, squirted it all over with baby oil, and guided it up into her own cunt, indicating by her motions that she wanted her mother's fingers inside her.
Stephanie looked at Melissa wide-eyed. "You want your mom to fist your pussy, lover?" she asked throatily.
"Ohhh, God! I do! I do!" Melissa croaked, throwing all caution and good sense out the window.
"You hear that, Margaret?" Stephanie asked loudly, raising her crotch temporarily off the older redhead's face so she could hear clearly. "Your crazy daughter wants your whole hand up inside her!"
"Of course she does!" Margaret gasped, already consumed by lust at the perversion of the entire scene. She pulled Stephanie's pussy back down to her face and resumed lapping the slender girl's crotch back and forth with noisy gusto. She also began to work her bunched fingers into Melissa's cruelly distended vaginal opening, pushing more and more of her fingers and hand inside with each determined thrust.
To distract herself from the sharp pains emanating from her tightly stretched vaginal sphincter, Melissa leaned forward, grabbed Stephanie behind her neck, and pulled her into a lewd, Saphhic kiss, a kiss that her dark-haired lover returned with gusto. Melissa groaned with grateful pleasure as she felt Stephanie's fingers begin to gently tweak her turgid clitoris, further diverting Melissa's attention from the agony of her mother's hand relentlessly pressing up into her ravaged cunt hole and helping to convert the painful sensation into one of exquisite sexual torment.
"Haaggghhh!" Melissa shrieked, overcome with the plethora of conflicting sensations swirling through her. Heedless of the consequenses, she raised her hips slightly and then drove her crotch down onto her mother's rigidly upthrusting fingers and hand, using all her not-inconsiderable weight to force the woman's hand all the rest of the way into her cunt hole, gasping with relief as the widest part of her mother's hand suddenly broke past Melissa's agonizingly strained vaginal sphincter to plunge deeply into the depths of her cunt.
"Are you alright?" Stephanie panted with a worried frown despite showing all the signs of a rapidly approaching climax. Brad and Keith both echoed her concerns from behind her.
"I am now," puffed Melissa with a weak smile. "It always- oooh!" she moaned as Stephanie increased the pace of her fingers diddling her plump lover's clit, "It always hurts so bad going in, but- hunnnggghh! It feels so fucking good once- ohhhh! Once I'm filled up like this!" she grunted. She chanced a brief backwards glance at Brad and her brother. "H-how's that going for you guys?"
"God! You wouldn't believe how good it feels!" Brad enthused with a groan of pleasure, breaking off his lewd kiss with Keith long enough to reply. The two boys appeared to have figured out how to manage an alternating rhythm that allowed both their cocks to remain inside Melissa's mother's pussy while still managing to rub up and down against each other. "And the feeling of Keith's dick sliding up and down on mine while they're both so tightly squeezed together. I- I'm not sure how much longer I c-can hold out, Keith!" he warned, giving his older teen lover a pleading look.
"Hoh!" Keith gasped in turn as he continued to plunge his raging erection down into his mother alongside Brad's cock despite the awkward posture, "I'm about there, too. Buzz Mom's clit with your fingers now, hard and fast as you can! Let's get her off together with us!"
Melissa felt Stephanie's fingers suddenly begin to flick back and forth over her sensitive clit with wild abandon and tore her eyes away from the boy's double penetration of her mother to take in her slender lover's tightly scrunched eyes, flushed cheeks, and ragged panting. "You coming, baby?" she asked between her own pre-orgasmic moans and gasps.
"Uh-huh!" Stephanie managed to croak, her face already pulled back into a grotuesque rictus. Melissa watched, enthralled, as her girlfriend's body started to thrash and jerk uncontrollably. Despite being in the throes of what was clearly a mind-blowing orgasm, Stephanie still kept one hand firmly pressed between Melissa's thighs, her fingers a blur as they flashed over her clit. Within seconds, the plump, red haired twelve year old was shrieking at the top of her lungs right along with Stephanie as her own climax slammed into her with intense fury. Melissa could only cling to Stephanie's shoulders weakly as they both writhed and convulsed as they came. She could hear both Keith and Brad suddenly grunting behind her and knew they were pumping her mother's cunt full of their cream together, and the thought triggered yet another climax hard on the heels of the first one. She might have passed out altogether except that Stephanie's orgasm proved too intense for her to continue thrashing Melissa's clit and she felt the second climax slowly subsiding, leaving both she and Stephanie holding onto each other, their chests heaving and sweat streaming down their faces and bodies.
It was several moments before anyone had recovered enough to speak. Finally, Stephanie raised herself up off Margaret's face and panted, "Hey, sexy lover! You alright down there? It felt like you came, too. Did you?"
"Oh, my God, yes!" Margaret snorted weakly. "That was one of the wildest, most incredibly erotic things I've ever done! You guys never cease to amaze me. Only," she went on with a reluctant note in her voice, "I have to ask you guys to pull out and let me straighten out my body. It's kind of a hard pose to hold for long," she explained.
"Oh, sure, Mom. Sorry!" Keith cried with a guilty start as he and Brad instantly stood up, their now shriveling cocks glistening with semen and cunt juices. Stephanie quickly dismounted from Margaret's face as well and lay down beside the older woman, gazing up at her face adoringly.
"Oh, believe me, Keith, my love, no apologies necessary," Margaret assured her son. "It felt incredibly good at the time, but now that I've come, the strain of the position was starting to tell. But thank you – all of you," she went on with a glance at all four of the nude and perspiring young people on the bed with her. "I could have died happy just from the feeling of having all four of you covering me from head to toe with your piss, but then that extra special treat at the end? My God!" she murmured appreciatively. She glanced up at Melissa, who was still straddling her mother's torso with the woman's hand firmly lodged deep inside her pubescent cunt hole. "And you? Ready for me to pull that out of you now?"
"Oh, I don't know," Melissa mused with an impish grin. "After all the trouble to get it in there, I'm not in any fat hurry to get it out again. I do so love that feeling of being all filled up like this."
"Yes, my love, I do know," her mother smiled, her eyes gleaming in prurient understanding. "Okay, I'm fine being inside you as long as you'd like."
Melissa gasped in surprise and discomfort as she felt her mother's hand stretching her already ravaged vagina still further. "Wh- what are you doing, Mom?" she cried.
"Just stretching you out a little more so it won't hurt as much when I do finally pull my hand out," her mother answered sweetly. "Or when someone else's hands go back in," she added with a deadpan expression.
"Fuck! Mom!" Melissa blurted, "You mean, like, having two hands at once inside me! Shit! I think that would tear me in half!"
She sounded genuinely alarmed at the notion and her mother finally relented. "Hmm, well, okay, maybe we won't try that one just yet. After you have your first baby, then maybe you'll feel differently."
"I think I'll feel differently about a lot of things after I have my first baby," Melissa responded thoughtfully, and both Stephanie and Margaret shot each other a knowing look as they noticed that Melissa's first impulse was to look over at Brad, whose face lit up eagerly at the idea.
"Oh, baby, I do think my brother dear likes the idea of planting his baby in you," Stephanie observed dryly.
"Well, that's good," Melissa retorted good-naturedly, refusing to be baited. "'Cause I really like the idea of him getting me pregnant, too. As soon as we legally can," she added quickly.
"Very sensible," her mother said, sounding relieved. "Say, since my mobility is kind of limited right now," she continued with a teasing look at Melissa, "I seem to have a pussy full of two very sexy young men's come. Stephanie, would you be a dear and suck all that out of me and share it around?" she asked softly.
"I would love that, my love," Stephanie murmured as she sat up once more, leaning down to tenderly kiss Margaret's lips before scooting her body down the bed to plant her face between the voluptuous woman's legs. Margaret raised her knees and parted her thighs to give Stephanie ample room, and soon everyone could hear wet, obscene squishy noises as Stephanies tongue buried itself deeply up the curvaceous redhead's cunt hole.
Melissa was suddenly aware of renewed pressure on her bladder. "Hey, Mom," she said smokily, "I have to pee again. Would you like to drink me up?"
"Ohhh, my love, you never have to ask my permission for that!" Margaret replied huskily before calling out to the boys, "And while she's doing that, you guys need to start drinking all the water you can! I totally loved the shower you gave me earlier, and I wan't to be covered in a lot more piss before we all go to sleep tonight!" she warned.
As Melissa settled her crotch down onto her mother's mouth, turning around with some difficulty owing to her mother's hand still impaling her vagina, both boys scrambled around to retrieve more water bottles. When they returned to the bed, Keith asked shyly, "Mom, would you like us to drink them on your breasts, like I did before?"
Melissa had just been on the point of letting her bladder empty into her mother's mouth, but she paused and raised her hips long enough for her mother to answer. "I would love that very much, my babies," Margaret whispered, sounding deeply moved. "Here, give me your bottles and let me feed you," she urged.
Both boys scurried into position with their heads lying on Margaret's lush tits, caressing them tenderly with their fingers as they started to suck on the proferred water bottles. Seeing that they were well situated, Melissa lowered her pussy to her mother's open mouth and, with a relieved groan, allowed the stream of hot, acrid piss to flow steadily into her mother's mouth. Her mother swallowed noisily and enthusiastically, soft whimpers of satisfaction coming from deep in her throat as she did.
Even after her flow of piss had ceased completely, Melissa felt her mother's tongue eagerly lapping at her clit, her hand slowly writhing inside her cunt at the same time.
"Ohhh, God, Mom!" Melissa groaned, "That feels intense! You're gonna' make me come again if you keep that up much longer."
"Sounds good to me, love," her mother replied, her voice muffled by both Melissa's thighs and her own wrist protruding from Melissa's cunt hole. "And Stephanie," she called out more loudly, "I know I said to share all that come around, but your mouth feels so incredible on my pussy right now, I really don't want you to stop, so go ahead and swallow it all; you don't have to try to save it for the rest of us."
"Oh, good," Stephanie answered brightly, raising her head up and winking at Melissa, "Since I already did. It seemed pretty obvious you guys had already moved on."
"Huh!" Margaret harrumphed, trying and failing to sound indignant. "I guess I can't fault your instincts. Now please get busy again, sexy lover. I need your tongue and your lips so badly!"
"Yes, my love," Stephanie murmured softly, lowering her face to Margaret's cunt once more. Margaret groaned with pleasure at the renewed erotic stimulation.
At that moment, Keith sat up to grab a couple more water bottles, having emptied the first one while snuggling up to his mother's large, firm breast. He held one up to Melissa. "You want one, too, Sis?"
"Yes, please," Melissa panted, strongly feeling the effects of their mother's tongue on her clit. She accepted the bottle from Keith and tipped it back, pouring the contents down her throat as fast as she could swallow. "Another," she begged the moment she'd emptied the bottle. Keith said nothing as he handed her a second bottle but he grinned knowingly. Once Melissa had emptied that bottle as well, she carelessly discarded it and focused on the lewd sensations between her legs.
As her arousal continued to ratchet up, Melissa was startled to feel her mother's hand pull partway out of her her cunt hole, only to plunge back in again. Her mother repeated the action several times, each time withdrawing her hand more and more completely until finally she was regularly and rhythmically fucking Melissa's cunt with her entire hand. She'd done it so deftly and smoothly that Melissa had felt relatively little discomfort in the process, and now she was wild with desire.
"Hohhh! Oh, God! Yes!" she cried between desperated gasps of air, "Do that! Fuck me, Mom! Fuck me with your hand! Ohhh! Oh, fuck! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! I- I've never felt- hoh! Ohhhh! Anything like this before!" She looked down and saw that Stephanie was looking up at her with her eyebrows raised and immediately knew what her girlfriend was thinking – that her father's gigantic cock inside her must have been something like what she was feeling now. But this was even larger than John's gargantuan organ, and Melissa shook her head at her friend. "Never!" she insisted, "I've never been fucked like this before! Oh, God! Oh, God! Hunngghhh! You're gonna'- hoh! You're gonna' make me come so hard, Mom!" she gasped, her breath raw in her throat.
Stephanie had resumed her ardent cunnilingus after shooting Melissa an amused smile and was now lapping at Margaret's hairless cunt at a furious pace. Meanwhile, both the young boys had gotten into the act, having finished their water bottles, and were enthusiastically suckling and gently biting Margaret's tumesecent nipples. Melissa could hear her mother's ecstatic moans and gasps and knew that the woman was as close to an orgasm as she was. She leaned forward to press her already throbbing clit more firmly into her mother's mouth as well as allow the woman more freedom to plunge her entire hand relentlessly in and out of Melissa's gaping cunt hole, which she took full advantage of, thrusting the hand in and out faster and faster.
Melissa felt as if her entire body was on fire, the sexual tension growing more unbearable with each passing second. Her head was already whirling and the writhing, plump redhead knew without a doubt that she was going to completely lose consciousness when the incipient orgasm finally arrived. She accepted the inevitability and just hoped she wouldn't black out for too long; this evening was proving far too erotically amazing for her to want to miss any more of it than she had to.
Melissa now felt her mother's head start to jerk underneath her pussy and realized that the woman was climaxing under the combined assault of Stephanie's lips and tongue on her cunt and the two boys' ravaging of her large, full breasts, but thankfully it hadn't yet distracted her mother from continuing to lash her clit or slam her hand in and out of Melissa's ruined cunt hole with reckless abandon. "Aaaaaggghhhh!" Melissa shrieked, "Do it! Fuck me, Mom! Fuck me and make me come with you! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God oh, God, oh, God, ohGodohGodohGodohGodohGodoh- aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiieeeeee!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as her mother's tongue and thrusting hand wrenched the orgasm up that had been building and building between her legs.
Melissa's entire body gave one enormous convulsion and then began to shudder and tremble uncontrollably, her arms flailing weakly back and forth by her sides as jolt after powerful jolt of pure ecstasy coursed up and down the length of her jiggling, perspiring body. Despite her own apparent ongoing climax, or series of them, her mother kept slamming her hand into Melissa's gaping cunt hole which now offered no resistance whatever. The spasmodically jerking twelve year old was vaguely aware that she could feel her mother's fingers even poking up into her cervix with each thrust, an action she could tell should have been painful but now was just one more overwhelming sensation lost among the others. She felt her bladder involuntarily release as another climax launched even before the first one had fully subsided and knew it was spraying forcefully down all over her mother's face.
That thought triggered yet another orgasm in the seventh grade redhead's ample, pubescent body which also made her bladder constrict again and shoot several more jets of hot piss directly into her mother's mouth. And then her vision narrowed to a tiny point, her ears roared, and then blackness.
"Ohhhh!" Melissa groaned as her eyelids fluttered open and she groggily raised her head only to find herself staring into the dark, fathomless depths of Stephanie's eyes where her face was just visible abover her mother's crotch. "Uh, hi," she managed to croak. "Was I out long?"
"Couple of minutes," Stephanie informed her with a loving smile. "Pretty typical for you. I think your mom's still out, though," she grinned, looking smug.
"Oh, I'm not surprised," Melissa murmured, the cobwebs gradually leaving her brain, "Considering the kind of treatment you and our brothers were giving her. Uh, where are they? Oh, never mind," she corrected herself as she now spotted both boys lying beside them on the bed. Each had the other's prick in their mouth and was sucking it assiduously.
"Yeah, they decided to start working on getting each other hard again for whatever comes next," Stephanie smiled. "But how about you? How's your pussy?" she asked with a look that was part concern and part raw lust.
"Ohhh, you wouldn't believe how that felt, Steph!" Melissa sighed, "Having her fuck me with her whole hand. She's still got it all the way inside me and it doesn't even hurt at all! It just feels so incredible to be so filled up!"
"Wow," Stephanie murmured. "I'm really glad you liked it. Better you than me, is all I've got to say." A speculative look grew on her face. "Your mom had talked earlier about the two of you lying side by side and getting fisted together. You still think you want to try that?"
"Oh, definitely!" Melissa giggled. "I mean, I'm so loosened up now, why not?"
"And what about having another hand up your ass at the same time?" the slim girl pressed, her eyes glittering with arousal.
"Oh, ho!" Melissa crowed, "I can tell that idea turns you on like crazy, doesn't it? Well, okay, for you, my love, I'm game. And we already know Mom loves that kind of treatment," she added with a knowing grin.
"What do I love?" Margaret grunted, coming to at last.
"Hi, Mom," Melissa said brightly, raising her body up off her mother's plump belly enough to gaze back at her, "Steph is really turned on by the thought of seeing us get fisted in our cunts and our assholes at the same time," she informed her parent, "And I said I'm willing to try it, too. That is, if you're up for it," she added with an impudent grin. "You had mentioned earlier that you'd like us to get fisted together, lying side by side."
"Oh, girl, that is one dare you're never going to see me back out of," her mother replied firmly, her eyes gleaming with lust as well. "I guess that means I'll need to get my hand out of you now so someone else can have a turn filling you up, huh?"
"Yep, go ahead, Mom," Melissa acknowledged. "I'm so stretched out now it doesn't even hurt. See?" she nodded as her mother's hand slipped easily out of her distended vagina with an obscene, sloppy sound.
"Yes, I do see," her mother replied, sounding amused. "Yep, you're completely wide open, love. Here, turn around and lie down beside me so our lover Stephanie can see." As Melissa hoisted her body up off her mother's torso and got turned around, her mother glanced over at Keith and Brad. Both boys were making grunting noises with increasing urgency. "Should we let them finish what they're doing, or would one of you like the benefit of those hard dicks now? Stephanie, you want another two-cock fuck first?" she asked with a bit of a leer.
"Hmmm," Stephanie mused, eying the two boys whose heads were not bobbing back and forth at the rapid pace. "Tempting, but they look like they're enjoying each other and I don't want to break that up. Besides, now that we've talked about it, I really, really want to see the two of you getting all filled up!" Her breathing was already starting to deepen and Melissa realized that her girlfriend was highly aroused by the notion.
"Fair enough," Margaret nodded in understanding. "Guys!" she called out loudly, "As soon as you make each other come, we could use your help over here." Keith didn't cease sucking Brad's cock for an instant but he raised a hand with a thumb up to show he understood.
As the three females watched in prurient fascination, Brad and Keith stepped up the tempo of their mutual fellatio once they'd received that encouragement. Melissa found herself swallowing hard at the sight of her brother's muscular buttocks flexing in and out as he thrust his organ into Brad's mouth. "I- I never expected that watching two guys having sex could be so beautiful," she murmured.
"Or such an incredible turn on," her mother agreed, her own breath quickening with heightened erotic arousal. "They really are both lovely boys, aren't they?"
"Yep," Stephanie nodded, and Melissa was intrigued to see that her dark haired girlfriend was now masturbating quite unashamedly. She quickly thrust her own fingers into her pussy and was startled to feel the now gaping orifice there. Experimentally, she pushed some fingers into herself and, to her amazement, found that she could easily plunge her own hand fully up her cunt hole.
"How's that feel?" she heard her mother ask huskily, giving her a lascivious glance.
"Really, really weird," Melissa admitted with a wry grimace.
Her mother passed her the bottle of baby oil. "You might want to start working on getting your butthole loosened up if you can reach it," she suggested.
"Uh, yeah, thanks, Mom," Melissa smiled, fully understanding that the idea was turning her mother on just as much as it was Stephanie. She pulled her thighs back against her tits in order to give herself better acess to her anus and squirted some oil liberally up and down her ass crack. "You, too, Mom," she encouraged with an impish smile as she handed the bottle back to her mother.
"Definitely," her mother nodded absently, her eyes now glued to the two cock-sucking boys on the bed beside them.
As Melissa began to work oil-slickened fingers past her anal sphincter as best she could in spite of the awkward angle, Brad and Keith appeared to be rapidly nearing their climaxes. She watched, enthralled, as they both started grunting loudly and rhythmically thrusting their hips forward. Even though she couldn't see either of their faces, she could almost feel the sensations they were enjoying as they squirted thick, ropy jets of come into each other's mouth. Melissa heard her mother exhale softly at the sight and a hurried glance at her parent revealed the older woman had already nearly managed to work her hand into her cunt hole.
Meanwhile, Stephanie had begun to gasp and shudder as she brought herself to a climax at the foot of the bed, her dark eyes never leaving the sight of their brothers as they drained their balls down each other's throats. She was lying on her front with her ass pushed up in the air, her hand flashing frantically in and out of her pulsing cunt as she stared ahead at Brad and Keith. Her lewd manipulations only ceased when the teen boys both raised their heads and gazed adoringly into each other's eyes.
"Fuck, your come tastes so good, lover!" Keith grinned at Brad.
Brad smiled shyly and said, "Thanks. I love the way you taste, too." He sat upright so he could lean over and kiss the older boy soundly. All three of the females said, "Aww!" in unison at the loving gesture.
"That was really lovely to see," Margaret sniffed, wiping her eyes from emotion. "But if you guys have caught your breath, I think we have time for a grand finale before we all try to get some sleep," she announced, with a significant look at the clock that was already showing the hour was past ten p.m. "Yes, I know," she grimaced sympathetically at the groans of protest from all four young people, "But tomorrow is a work and school day. So," she went on in a firm tone, "You all need to be responsible grownups about this now. However," she grinned, "Before we do that, Melissa and I thought we might try getting fisted in both holes at once." She paused to let that sink in with the boys; Stephanie nodded knowingly, her eyes glowing smokily with arousal.
"Dang!" Keith blurted with an eager smile, "You mean both of you want to get your cunt and your ass fisted? Together?"
"That's exactly what we mean, Son," his mother grinned, pleased at his enthusiasm. "Your sister and I will lie back here on the pillows next to each other, and two of you can get your hands all the way up inside our cunts and our assholes. And maybe lick our clits at the same time to help distract us...and make us both come like crazy," she leered. "How's that sound?"
"Fantastic!" Brad cried, his eyes wide with astonishment. "Who's going where?"
"Well, I think your sister actually gets first dibs," Margaret smiled, "Since she got a bit left out of the last fuck session and you guys just took care of each other. Stephanie, what's your pleasure?" she asked the slender girl.
"Thank you, my love," Stephanie answered with an amused expression, "But I think the boys should be the ones to fill you up. That way I can watch everything at once. And maybe take turns sitting on your faces and pissing in your mouths whenever I feel like it," she added with an evil grin. "Will that work?"
"Oh, definitely, sexy lover," Margaret responded huskily, and Melissa nodded her enthusiastic agreement. "Only you'd better start drinking as much water as you can right now," she advised. "Speaking of which, do either of you stud muffins have to pee yet, `cause I could sure use another shower before we get started," she said to Keith and Brad.
"Oh, yeah, definitely," Keith grinned mischievously.
"Me, too," Brad nodded just as enthusiastically. Both boys stood up on the bed over Melissa and her mother and aimed their cocks downward.
"Give it to us!" Margaret commanded in a tone thick with lust. The brows of both boys furrowed with momentary concentration before twin streams of pungent yellow liquid began to splash down on the curvaceous bodies of mother and daughter.
Melissa opened her mouth wide in wanton invitation and Brad immediately directed his flow into her gaping mouth. Keith echoed the motion with his mother, and both redheads swallowed and gulped the acrid urine greedily. The boys then shifted the flow down their prone bodies, letting the warm piss bathe their large breasts, their plump tummy rolls, and finally directly into their cunt slits, making both Melissa and her mother moan with perverted pleasure at the sensation. All too soon, their streams of piss faded and they shook the last few dribbles and drops out, making Stephanie squawk in mock protest when several landed on her as well.
"God, the sheet is totally soaked under me!" Melissa laughed. "Thanks, loves! That's the perfect way to start another family fuck!'
"Amen," her mother agreed hoarsely. "Now, to business. Brad, would you like to put your hands all the way inside me, my love? Unless you'd rather he did that for you, sweetheart," she added, glancing at Melissa.
"No, that's fine, Mom," Melissa laughed good-naturedly. "Keith and I have both already done that with you. Come here, Bro, and let's get going," she urged her brother. "My pussy is already pretty much ready; you just need to work on my ass a bit more. But if you could start licking my clit as soon as you can in the process, that will make it all work out perfectly."
"What she said," her mother grinned at Brad, "Only you'll need to stretch both of my holes out a bit first."
Both boys willingly positioned themselves between the upraised thighs of the plump redheads and began to oil their hands until they gleamed. With a wicked grin, Stephanie shifted her body to straddle Melissa's head, murmuring, "I have to pee, too."
"Save some for Mom," Melissa advised before opening her mouth wide.
"Of course, lover," Stephanie confirmed. "Here it comes," she warned and released a strong jet of hot piss straight into Melissa's gaping mouth. Melissa gratefully swallowed as much as she could but didn't worry about the excess that splashed onto her cheeks, forehead, and hair. "Okay, Margaret, your turn," Stephanie told the older woman as she pinched off the flow from her bladder.
"I'm way past ready," Margaret assured her as Stephanie shifted over to position her pussy above the voluptuous woman's face. Melissa's mother sighed with pleasure as Stephanie began to fill her wide open mouth with pungent golden fluid. As her stream receded, the dark haired girl lowered her cunt directly onto Margaret's mouth, who took the cue and began to lap and suckle her young lover's twat noisily.
"God! Your tongue is just fantastic!" Stephanie moaned. "You and Melissa both know exactly what I need all the time!"
"What? And we don't?" Keith spoke up from between Melissa's splayed thighs where he had already been able to push one hand easily up into his sister's vagina and was now diligently working more and more fingers into her still tightly puckered anus.
"Not the way the ladies do," Stephanie told him honestly with a backward smile at him over her shoulder, "But you both take instruction very, very well. Ohhhh!" she groaned again. "Sorry, Margaret, I need to turn around now so I can see all the action." She eased her body up and repositioned it so she was facing down the older woman's body towards the boys.
"Not a problem for me, my love," Margaret murmured. "Makes it easier for me to get my tongue up that sexy little asshole of yours."
"Oooh, I like how you think!" Stephanie giggled. "Ohh!" she then gasped as Margaret plunged her tongue as far into the slender girl's bunghole as it would go. "And I like what you do even more!"
"Hmm-hmm," Margaret agreed with her tongue still buried in her young lover's rectum.
As Stephanie ground her hips back and forth, trying to get as much of her lover's tongue inside her nether orifices, Melissa found her attention increasingly absorbed by the discomfort of Keith worming more and more of his fingers into her protesting anus while that discomfort was more than offset by the excruciatingly pleasureable sensations of his other hand starting to work in and out of her ravaged cunt hole and by his lips and tongue slowly and sensuously teasing her fully erect clitoris. "Ohhh, God, Keith!" she groaned, "Just keep doing what you're doing to me! That's just perfect. Don't- unnggghh!" she grunted as her brother pressed more of his grouped fingers past her anal sphincter, "Don't go any faster in my ass than what you're doing. I can handle it if you just keep- ohhhh! Just keep licking my clit- hoooo! Like that! Just like that!" she groaned in exquisite pleasure.
"How are you doing, Margaret?" Brad asked solicitously from between Melissa's mother's ample thighs. "Is this okay so far?"
"Hmm-hmm!" the older redhead answered readily past her mouthful of Stephanie's fragrant pussy.
"Okay," Brad nodded. "I've got four fingers in both places now; getting ready to work my thumb in, too," he cautioned.
"Hmm-hay," Margaret nodded, her lips never leaving her slender lover's twat. "Unnnggggh!" she grunted suddenly and put out a restraining arm onto Brad's.
"Got it, Margaret," Brad said apologetically. "Easy does it."
"Hmm-hmm," the older woman confirmed, relinquishing her grip on the eighth grader's arm.
Meanwhile, Keith's steady inward pressure on Melissa's cruelly stretched anal opening was beginning to be difficult for Melissa to ignore. "Keith, love," she gasped, "I need you to lick me like crazy now and make me come! I- ohhh! God! Yes! Just like that!" she moaned. "As soon as I- hunnggghh! As I come, push it- hoh! Oh, God! Push it all the way in my ass! And- ohhh! Oh, fuck! Keep fucking me- hoh! Hoh! Hoh! With your other hand! I- shit! Holy fuck! You don't have to- ooohh! Be gentle, either! I- oh, God! Fuck, yes! Fuck me, Keith! Fuck me hard! Make me come! Make me- haaagghhh! You're doing it! Oh, God! Almost there! I- hungghh! Hungggh! Hunngghh! I'm coming, Keith! I'm coming! Do it! Do it! I- hhhhaaaaaaiiiiiieeeee!" her voice rose to a nearly inaudible shriek as her brother's hand forced the widest part past her ravaged anal sphincter and plunged deeply into Melissa's bowels as she writhed and convulsed in the throes of a powerful orgasm. "No! Don't- hunnngghhh! Don't make me pass out!" she begged Keith. "Not yet! Let me- ohhh! Fuck! I want to feel this!"
To her great relief, her brother ceased the savage lashing of her rhythmically pulsing clit and finally allowed her climax to subside. But no sooner than her orgasmic cries stopped echoing in the room then Stephanie launched into a gut-wrenching climax of her own, shrieking and gasping pathetically as her body was rocked by spasm after ecstatic spasm. "Ohhhh, fuck!" she groaned at last as she finally stopped coming and looked over at Melissa accusingly. "It's all your fault, you know!" she blurted, panting heavily as she tried to recover her breath. "When I watch you come like that, I can't help but do the same!"
"Believe me, my love, I totally get it!" Melissa puffed in reply, grinning broadly. "You get me going just as much!"
"He's really all the way inside both holes?" Stephanie asked eagerly, peering down between Melissa's legs.
"See for yourself," Melissa invited proudly, luxuriated in the feeling of being more filled up than she ever had in her life.
"Be right back, love," Stephanie murmured to Margaret as she clambered off her older lover's face and put her head down as far as she could into Melissa's crotch. "Fuuuuckk!" she exclaimed, sounding impressed. "He's really in there, Mel! His arm is up your ass almost to his elbow!"
"I can believe it!" Melissa puffed. "Keith, my love, that feels incredible right like that, but please don't go any further up my ass. I don't think that would feel so good," she advised her brother.
"No problem, Sis," Keith grinned agreeably. "You, uh, want me to try moving the hand in and out?"
"Move the one in my cunt in and out as much as you want," Melissa replied. "It feels fantastic when you do that! But you'd better start licking my clit again before you start trying to move the hand in my ass," she advised.
"Right," Keith chuckled and bent his lips to his sister's turgid clit once more.
"Okay, Brad, my love, you're doing really well," Melissa's mother called out to the younger boy. "How much more still to go?"
"Just the thickest part of my hand both places, Margaret," Brad informed her.
"Okay, good," she nodded. "Then just like Keith did with Melissa," she went on, "Start licking my clit like crazy and make me come. As soon as I start to come, shove them both into me."
"How about I suck your tits and bite your nipples, too?" Stephanie suggested helpfully.
"Perfect, sexy lover!" Margaret panted, her body already responding to Brad's fierce tongue-lashing of her engorged clitoris. "You always know just what I need, too. Ohhh! God! That's nice!" she groaned in pleasure as Stephanie's lips closed around one of her nipples and began to softly nip it with her teeth.
Now it was Melissa's turn to watch her mother's face, mesmerized, as the Muller children brought her to a shuddering, shrieking climax. By the time her mother was finally beginning to gasp for air as her orgasm receded, Melissa was coming herself once more. She barely noticed that her brother was now plunging a hand vigorously in and out of her rectum just as fast as his other hand was thrusting fully into the back of her vagina. She hoped in the back of her mind that her brother would relent again before causing her to lose consciousness but was completely helpless under the depraved assault on every inch of her vulva. Her entire world shrank down to the relentlessly plunging hands deep inside her body and the incessant tonguing of her throbbing clit. She felt her bladder empty spasmodically, shooting jets of piss all over her brother's arms but was powerless to do anything about it.
And then, just as the familiar roaring in her ears began to rise, her brother stopped moving and the ceaseless string of orgasms finally were allowed to subside. "Ohhhh, my God!" she gasped once she had recovered enough of her breath – and her mind – to speak once more. "You almost made me black out that time, Keith! God, that was intense!"
"Yeah, I'm starting to recognize the signs," Keith said proudly. "You piss when you're coming differently when you're about to lose it."
"Is that right?" Melissa asked, sounding intrigued despite her post-orgasmic lassitude. "Like how?"
"Uhh, it's kind of hard to explain," her brother mumbled uncertainly. "It's like, sometimes you piss when you want to, but sometimes you piss like you can't help it. And when that happens, you're about to pass out."
"Sounds right to me," Stephanie chuckled throatily, raising her head from Margaret's red and sensitive nipple to look at Melissa with a droll expression. "I'm impressed, Keith. You really do pay attention to your lovers."
"I agree," his mother chimed in, having recovered from her recent climax as well. "I'm very proud of you, Son."
"Uh, thanks, guys," Keith murmured, looking embarrassed. "You were okay with me fucking your ass with my hand at the same time, Sis?" he asked Melissa.
"Oh, God, yes!" his sister snorted. "By the time you started doing that I was so far gone I think you might have been able to put your whole head up inside my ass! Just kidding!" she added quickly. "Please don't try that!"
"Okay, good to know," Keith answered with a twinkle in his eye. "But I'm glad it felt good to you."
"Good! God, Keith! I've never felt anything like that in my life!" she blurted in response. "Now I totally get why Mom came so hard she shit all over us the first time we did that to her!"
"Hey!" her mother protested, "No telling embarrassing family secrets!"
"We already told them about that, Mom," Melissa told her unrepentantly. "We were totally cool with it then, and believe me, if you hadn't insisted on us getting enemas before we started this evening, I would have shit myself just now, too! That really was the most intense orgasm I've ever had!"
"Hmm, well, I see," her mother nodded self-consciously. Her cheeks were still bright red. "Well in that case, now that our holes are completely wide open and completely destroyed, I think we should go for another round and this time the boys don't have to hold back on how hard they fist fuck us. What do you say?" she eyed her daughter challengingly.
"As someone I know and love once said, I'm never going to back out of a dare like that!" Melissa laughed.
"All right then," her mother replied with glittering eyes. "And how about you, my love?" she asked Stephanie. "Where are you going to park for this final round?"
"Hmm," the dark haired girl mused with a wicked gleam in her eye. She glanced sidelong at Melissa before responding. "If you don't mind, love, I'm going to let Melissa lick my cunt this time. But I promise I'll play with your boobs and help you come, too."
"I don't mind, love, and that sounds wonderful. Okay, boys, let's do this up right!" she commanded, reaching down to pull Brad's lips in contact with her clit.
As soon as Stephanie had straddled Melissa's face, she reached down as well to signal her brother to resume licking her. "And Keith?" she added before Stephanie's pussy could muffle her voice, "Totally go for it this time. Make me lose my mind, okay?"
"Got it, Sis," Keith chuckled and he bent his head down into Melissa's crotch and began to slowly lick her clit while his hands started to work in and out of her ravaged orifices. Melissa groaned with erotic pleasure and then concentrated on running her tongue up and down the entire length of Stephanie's cunt slit, pausing at either end to tease her already erect clit and then to plunge as deeply as she could into her girlfriend's asshole. Within seconds, Stephanie was moaning and gasping as much as she was.
For several minutes, there were only the wet, obscene sounds of tongues in pussies and the even sloppier sounds of oily hands plunging in and out of cunt and ass holes. But before long, soft whimpers and groans of erotic bliss began to emerge from the lips of the three females. Melissa's vocalizations were muffled by Stephanie's cunt folds but she could clearly hear both Stephanie and her mother getting more and more excited.
"Ohhh!" her mother gasped, "You're doing great, Brad! Yes! Oh, God! Suck my clit! Just like that! You suck it just like you suck Keith's cock! Hagggghh! Oh, fuck! Your hands feel like they're ripping me in two, but it feels so fucking good! I love the way you suck my cock, Brad! Fuck! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! I wish I could come in your mouth the way Keith can! But I think maybe I can squirt some piss! Would you like me to piss in your mouth, Brad?"
"Hmm-hmm!" the eighth grade boy nodded eagerly though his lips never left her cunt.
"Okay, here I go," Margaret warned. "Push up on my bladder inside me, Brad! Make me squirt every drop out into your mouth! Ohhhhh! Fuck, yes! Just like that! Can you taste me? Can you taste all the hot piss you're squeezing out? God! If there's anything hotter than pissing while your cunt is getting licked, I don't know what it is! Oh, fuck! God! You're really getting to me, Brad! Wait! I've still got some!" There was a brief pause as Brad continued to lap at the older woman's cunt above where his hands were working rapidly in and out of her vagina and her rectum.
"There!" Margaret crowed hoarsely, "That's all I've got! Lick me, lover! Lick me faster now! I'm gonna' come any minute! You like to make me come, don't you?"
"Hmm-hmm!" Brad nodded even more vigorously.
"Ohhh! Of course you do!" Margaret continued her pre-orgasmic cries. "I need you inside me deeper, Brad! Shove your hand up my ass farther! Ohhhhh! Fuuck! Yes! So filled up! Fuck me! In and out! Fast! Faster! Just like- haagggghhh! Just like that! Oh, God! You're inside me! You're all the way inside me! Haaggghhh!" she groaned.
By now, Melissa was starting to feel her arousal ramping up to a fever pitch as well. Keith must have been listening closely to Brad and his mother because she suddenly felt the hand inside her vagina start to press insistently upwards, squeezing her bladder. With that encouragement, she allowed her own piss to flow freely out of her, and felt her brother's tongue lapping up as much as he could before the rest dribbled down his arms and onto the sheets below. She reached down with one hand and affectionately tousled his thick, blond hair. He responded by increasing the tempo of both his clit licking and the frenzied thrusting of both hands deep into her body. She could feel that she was less than a minute from coming, so she began to lash Stephanie's clit with her tongue at a frantic pace, buzzing it as fast as she could.
Stephanie responded instantly, crying out and moaning loudly between her heavy panting, her body already starting to writhe involuntarily. Melissa's tongue was already wearying, but she knew she had to persist and get her girlfriend off before the incredibly powerful climax she could already feel building in her loins overwhelmed her.
It seemed to be working. Stephanie started shrieking at the top of her lungs, "Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! You're- haaggghhh! You're making me- unnggghhh! Making me come! Haaggghhh! Shit! Here it comes! Oh, fuck! It's gonna' – haagggghhh! It's gonna' be massive! Come with me, Margaret! Come with me, Mel! It's- oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! I'm coming! I'm coming! I- aaaaaaaiiiiiiieeeeee!" she screamed and her body began to jerk and convulse.
Melissa heard her mother's climax starting as well, her shrill screams matching those of Stephanie and could tell from the volume and intensity that her mother's orgasm was going to blow her mind. And then Melissa's mouth filled with warm, salty, slightly bitter liquid and she knew that Stephanie's bladder was emptying into her mouth as she continued to climax.
This was the final straw and Melissa suddenly felt the climax that had been clawing its way up out of her cunt for the last several minutes explode in her brain, more powerful than any she'd ever experienced. White hot jolts of ecstasy shot up and down her entire body from her scalp down to her toes, and Keith's relentless slamming of his hands into the depths of her body made her feel as if every muscle and bone were being shaken in the mouth of some devouring montster. By now, she was totally oblivious to whatever was happening with Stephanie or her mother, their screams and cries fading out of her consciousness. Everything now constricted down to the rhythmic pulses in her clit as orgasm after orgasm launched and wracked her shuddering, pubescent body, and the twin hammers of her brother's hands plunging into her, filling her up more completely than she'd ever thought possible and then retreating, leaving every fiber of her crying out for them to fill her once again. Faster and faster they pounded at her, new climaxes erupting one after another until all she knew was the constant stream of electric shocks that rocked her to the bottom of her soul.
She was dimly aware of one final, heaving convulsion that forcefully expelled Keith's hands from her cunt and ass.
And then, nothing at all.