Date: Tue, 18 Jul 2023 20:55:07 +0000 From: rtfranks Subject: new-family-dynamics/ 10 This is a story of incest. It is fictional. If you can't handle it please leave now. Also if this is illegal for you to read please leave. Please donate any amount to help keep this wonderful resource free. I like to hear what my readers have to say so drop me a line if you like what you read. I can be reached at rtfranks@protonmail.com Put the chapter # and title in the subject line. I answer all mail. New Family Dynamics 10 by RTFRANKS The night went long for all those involved, and morning reared its ugly head all too soon. Breakfast chores were on myself and Mom. We had the shortest session of all with just one lovemaking. It was delightful and overdue. But Breakfast wasn't going to cook itself. Dragging myself to the shower I cleaned out and washed completely, shaved, and did a decent combing. Waking my mother with a light kiss on the lips, I asked her to awaken the troops. I asked her to shower and clean out first as I was doing breakfast and would be a while. I was in the kitchen prepping the bacon when I heard a high-pitched squeal from the shower. I purposely left the controls set to elephant wash, just like my little princess likes. Two pans of bacon in the wall oven left the stove to keep the French toast warm. Yesterday did a number on the groceries. I was halfway done with the French toast when Mom showed her lovely self. "You look refreshed. Mom, did you like the shower settings?" I half laughed at my joke. "Why you so and so wise guy. I ought to spank you silly for that. You know I can never figure that thing out." Mom wasn't really mad. She just tried hard to bluff her anger. "So are the ravenous hoards up and showering?" "Some more so than others. That father of yours wanted to spend another half-hour in bed... alone, to get the rest he missed." Mom smirked at her joke. "All four should be down shortly. So, what needs doing, son." "Well you could relieve me on the French toast and I can finish the bacon up. With both of us naked, I can't let you handle the bacon grease, with good conscience." "Always the dutiful son." Some time passed as we finished our tasks in silence. Then Kent and Janet hurricaned into the kitchen hungry for food. "Hi Daddy, hi Grandma. We're hungry,' Janet beamed. "Morning Dad. Good morning Grandma," Kent said shyly. "Good morning children," Grandma answered just as shyly. "Good morning kids, so where are the troublemakers this morning," I asked jokingly. "We're here, just getting old and slow," Peggy laughed as her cohort in crime did also. "Good morning all," I greeted my family. "Breakfast will be ready soon," I stated while draining the bacon fat from the cookie pans. "Kent, Janet, could you help set the table? Everyone grab your seats," I said as I put warmed French toast and bacon on the table. Mom poured everyone a tall glass of OJ, and we all dug into a well-deserved breakfast. As the food ran low I asked, "So how did everyone sleep, or lack thereof, last night?" Mom, Dad, Peggy, and Kent all seemed to inhale some bite of food all at the same time. Janet merely cleared her throat and inhaled deeply to let off a litany of activities comprising her time with Grandpa. "Grandpa did me three times in my butt," an excited princess beamed. "I cleaned him up three times like you told me to daddy. Grandpa's cock starts off skinnier but gets really fatter when he puts it in all the way. It really made me feel full like I had to pooh, but I didn't. I didn't get any pooh on Grandpa all three times. Grandpa even cleaned me up three times and shared his cums with me kissing. It was fun. I guess I got tired and fell asleep. Sorry, Grandpa., I promise to do better next sleepover." A still overexcited princess got out in one long breath. Dad looked mortified as did the other three. "Well, thank you for sharing that with your family little Princess. So who wants to share next?" A silent pall fell upon the three so I suggested for them. "Kent how about sharing how you and your mom got along and slept." Kent turned sunburnt and looked towards the floor for answers. Dad looked to be off the hook as Mom and Peggy realized their turn to be on the spot was looming. In true Gordon form, Kent mustered some courage. "Well... Mom... taught me a lot about what girls like. Like how to stroke a girl all over before going there... you know, to the vagina. A full-body burn enveloped the preteen, but he continued. "Mom showed me how to do stuff with a girl like how to hold a girl behind her neck and bring her in for a kiss." It was just now he looked up to see everyone staring intently at him and became flustered again. His equally flustered mother, but slightly less red joined in, "And I taught him some gentleman-type behaviors that should do him well into his old age. Like 14 years old or so." A collective snicker passed around the table as we continued eating. "Your son also gave me squirting orgasms twice. A trait he picked up genetically from the sound we heard from Janet's room," Peggy mused for effect. Well, that would leave us, Mom," I said knowing she was going to speak for us this time. "Son I'd like to say something about us last night." Barbra turned with a gentle but serious look in her eyes. "All this sexual play seemed easy at first. The inuendos. The sex play with others. It all was too removed from the one-on-one intimate lovemaking with a person of significance." Mom sipped her coffee in a deliberate manner to gather her thoughts, a move I have seen her do before. "Russel and I didn't set a record for times completed. We made long passionate love, for, I don't even know how long we made love. We were lost in each other's pleasure. I was scared to love my only son so completely that we almost didn't do anything. But my son held me and gently reassured me all would be fine within these new family dynamics. Last night I came to truly believe our family is now on the right track. True family love in the rawest form is the only way." "Thank you, Mother Gordon," Peggy's eyes watering as she spoke. "last night was never about quantity but of quality time with the loved one we were with. Just as you and my husband proved." Reaching out she held hands with Mom. Who held my hand. I reached for my daughter and father as they reached for Kent and Kent and Peggy completed the circle. All eyes were misty at this time. "So, things have changed for us all. For the better, I think. Just as long as we all consent we can do whatever with whomever. As much or as little as we all agree to." I said bringing us all out of a possible funk. Relieved and happy faces greeted me after that statement, much to my relief. "Now we have kitchen clean-up and laundry duty. Who wants to do what job? Also, we four need to pack tonight for our trip to Grandma and Grandpa Hill." I said in my best dad's voice. "Son," Mom said unsure of her suggestion, " why don't we tackle this as a group? We can make short work of these dishes and a wipe-down will top this kitchen off. Then we can tackle to bedrooms. Two people a room and three can strip the sheets and be off to the laundry and three can wipe the mattress pads and start making the beds." "Mom, that is a plan," Peggy added. "Within the hour we can be done and packed for New York. Then we have the day to ourselves." The plan went off with a few bumps but overall well-planned chaos. "What are we gonna do now Daddy?" Janet all but whined. "Well, princess we can swim and hot tub, but sunscreen first. Is anyone else coming with us? "Kent, Jim, why don't you two young men go outside too? Peggy and I need to finish up the laundry first," Barb said as she came around with a heaping basket of sheets to fold. "All right you three kids, outside and enjoy this glorious morning," Grandpa Jim bellowed, ushering the group. Once outdoors Janet sprung into her nine-year-old mind. "Daddy, Can you Grandpa, and Kent all do me? Out by the pool," Janet pleaded to the choir. The men all looked at each other and smirked in the affirmative. "Kent get us a couple of blankets and some towels from the pool-house," I instructed my son. Guiding Jim and Kent to an area by the pool we spread the blanket while folding up one blanket for a pillow for Grandpa's butt. I retrieved some lube and poppers off the table and returned to guide this action. Jim on your back please with your butt on the folded blanket and use a towel for a pillow." Grabbing my little girl and twirling her far above her brother's head, screaming and giggling uncontrollably, setting her down gently by her grandpa. "Dad, how do you feel about rimming?" "Just fine, son. Whom do you have in mind?" Jim answered with a knowing leer. "How about your grandson? You can rim him as he gets a blowjob from Janet." I answered his knowing look. "Okay, Janet sit down on Grandpa's cock in your pussy and lean forward so Daddy can go up your butt, okay, princess." A "yes Daddy" followed by a cherubic giggle and Dad groaned as his granddaughter lowered her sweet young cunt down his 9½, thick shaft. As Janet leaned forward Kent took his place putting his anus over Dad's face. I got the poppers under my little girl's nose and had her hit three long snorts. before handing off the bottle to my son. Lubing my diamond-hard cock and her luscious pink star, I was in heaven, or soon to be. I took the poppers from my son and did three long hits. I told Janet to do two more long pulls from the brown bottle. handing off to my son again I slowly plunged my hardness into her most private orifice. Feeling my own dad's hardness against my own was mind-blowing to me. The thin membrane separating father and son was so sensuous. Kent was in place, suffocating his paternal grandfather. Janet had three hard dripping cocks in her now as she started to move up and down on two cocks. I looked down as she pulled up my glans flare would pull her immature ass ring out, stretching her to the maximum, making her squeal onto her brother's hard 7¼-inch shaft. Grandpa G. was groaning underneath his grandson's hole licking and slurping away, causing Kent to moan. His 9½-inch, beer can thick rod stretched his granddaughter's delicate pussy wide. Janet was oozing juice down Jim's invading steel tool. I used plenty of lube, dripping on her little pink hole. She tapped my arm as a call for more poppers. Holding my thumb over the opening I tapped her shoulder. She came off her brother's cock gasping for air only to suck up some poppers. She hit hard and long filling her lungs with fun vapors. She hadn't said a word as she went back to sucking the hard drooling shaft before her. I asked if anyone wants some and Grandpa waved off as a no and Kent nodded yes. I held the bottle for my son and he too hit long and hard, matching his sister's hit. I too partook of the brown bottle as we three took off on our trips. Janet kept up her control of the action by raising up and down, using her toned thighs and ass muscles. For Jim and I, all we had to do was gently rock in and out giving Janet a minor assist in her pleasure. Soon Janet began to falter in her rhythm, giving Jim and me a signal to thrust away. Janet was squealing on her brother's dick, sending vibrations through his swelled bone. Her little ass was shuddering on our cocks. Each convulsion signaled another orgasm. We began fucking my girl hard and relentlessly. Jim signaled he was about to blow a load. I was not far behind as Kent showed he was coming. Jim followed to managing a muffled scream underneath his grandson. I howled I was cumming as we pounded my 9-year-old daughter's hot, used cunt. The aroma of pussy brought me around to see Mom and Peggy standing close by, juices covering their faces. "Well, it looks like we missed the action," My beautiful wife stated while arm-in-arm with my lovely mother. "By the looks on your faces you didn't miss, all that much," I jokingly said. "It looks like you two had your own time. Sorry, we didn't wait but things just developed," I pointed at Janet. All our attention was diverted by a calling out for the back gate, "Hello Gordon's it your friendly neighborhood pool cleaners," Peter's deep voice carried over the fence. Since I was the only one fit to answer I did. Opening the gate our two neighbors took to the scene before them. "Hello men," I greeted, "You two are here early." Peter's coal black-blue coloring contrasted sharply with his fire engine red speedo. A light sheen of sweat really brought out the blue in the sunshine and summer heat. Cal was just as much a sight to behold but his deep caramel skin was slightly less contrasting. "Mr. Gordon, it's 1 pm." I was taken aback by the time. "But of course, gentlemen come in," adopting my most professional voice. Peter and Cal entered the yard. "And how are your Aunt and Uncle doing today?" Cal interjected, "They'll be over soon to see if you need anything before you go tomorrow." "Just good company, that's all we need today," I said as my son appeared at my side. Peter stepped up to take charge of the pool care, "Kent I'd like you to watch Cal as I'm testing him on the filter and chemicals today. Since you'll be on vacation you will need a refresher coming back." Peter removed his speedo as did Cal, ushering Kent along to the filter. I helped my dad get up now that Janet had sucked his rod clean. Mom and Peggy were still in afterglow mode. Janet came up and sucked my semi-soft pole down her throat. Cleaning her own ass juice and my own cum from my still-dripping cock. I was just going to get everyone into the hot tub when the gate opened and Ben & May came in. Richard