I stepped over to the fucking machine and flipped off the switch, the pistoning dildo finally slowing and then stopping with the shiny black rubber tip still partially in my mother's dripping cunt. She sagged with genuine relief, her breath still ragged, her bare thighs splayed open helplessly.
“Oh, God,” she moaned. “That thing almost killed me!”
“Did you like what it was doing to you?” I asked purposely. “When it wasfuckingthe shit out of you?”
“Kimmie!” my mom scolded. “Language!”
She stared at me a long moment, shocked at my sudden choice of dirty words, but then closed her eyes, swallowed hard and finally admitted, “Yes, Kimmie, I hate to say it, but it felt fantastic! I guess your Aunt Heather and I reallyareboth giant sluts, just like you said!”
She then closed her eyes and slowly shook her head as if condemning herself for her ultra-slutty actions, yet knew in her heart she'd be unable to ever right the terrible wrong she'd subjected both Amy and I to.
Hah!
I looked from one to the other of them, my sweaty nearly-naked mother and aunt, a smile slowly forming on my lips. Then I nodded to Amy. Without another word, we both pushed down our shorts and panties, then wriggled out of our skimpy halter tops and kicked off our sandals.
Within seconds, we both stood there completely naked.
My mom was still lying on her back, eyes closed, trying to catch her breath, but Aunt Heather stared at us, dumfounded. She was still kneeling before Paul, his cock just inches away from her mouth.
“What are you girls doing?!” she managed. “You're both naked!”
At this, my mother's eyes shot open and, still secured to the bench, she looked over to us, the shock she felt more than evident.
“My God!” she breathed. “Sweetie, what's going on?!”
I laughed wickedly, a laugh that was quickly followed by Amy and Paul's own clear amusement.
“Your punishment,” I announced. “You and Aunt Heather have to lick our littlecuntsuntil we both come. Our assholes, too. Then we want you to watch while that machine fucks us both, followed by us kids lickingyourpussies all night.”
And before either of them could respond, Amy marched right over bare-assed and threw a skinny leg over my mother's face, straddling her on the low bench so that her smoothly-bare cunt was directly over my mom's mouth. The adorable little 9-year-old was facing backwards, her perfect butt in the air, her small hands going straight to my mom's much more mature cunt.
“Lick my pussy,” the little girl said, lowering herself. “Makemecome and I'll makeyoucome!”
She pushed the black dildo on the chrome bar slightly back out of the way, which slid easily on it's well-lubricated stand. A moment later her nimble fingers found and deftly separated the slippery folds surrounding my mom's clitoris.
Amy then began massaging my mother's clit with two small, yet extremely slick, fingertips. My mother, of course, tensed with the sudden pleasure again bombarding her slippery cunt, straining so hard she almost broke away from her silken bonds! At the same time, her slick thighs opened even wider of their own accord, as wide as possible to give my little cousin plenty of room in which to work.
“Oh, Amy-where did you ever learn to dothat?!”
“From your horny daughter, Kimberly-she taught me every filthy thing I know,” Amy informed my mother. “God, your pussy's so wet!”
“I don't understand,” Aunt Heather said. “You're both just little girls, still in grade school!”
It was Paul's turn to interject.
“Mom, I've been fucking Amy and she's been sucking my cockforever! And Kimmie's the biggest slut in the whole neighborhood…honest, she fucks like a 9^th grader!”
We couldn't have shocked our mothers more if we'd announced we were from another planet.
“What!?” my mother said. “I don't believe it!”
“You'll believe it after Amy makes you come,” I told her. “Anyway, we're in charge tonight! So lick your little niece's cunt, damn it, and then we'll take turns getting fucked by your machine!”
It still took a bit of talking, and a little more overt action on our parts before my mother and her sister realized we were serious. Of course, even though Amy and Paul and I were just a bunch of oversexed kids, both our moms jumped at having dirty fun with us.
After all, we were part of the family and our family was particularly adventurous, sexually, that is, exactly as my father had already said.
So, while my mom (still tied down) licked up into her young niece's sweet little cunt, her experienced tongue easily finding Amy's clit and concentrating on it, I slid over next to my Aunt Heather. She gave a little start when I dropped down onto my knees beside her, then swallowed hard.
“Are you certain you want to do this?” she asked, nervously. “You're cute as a bug, Kim, but I feel weird, you know, doing anything, uh, dirty with you-”
I moved closer, almost pressing against her with my naked young 11-year-old body, far more experienced than she could ever imagine. “Aunt Heather, you've sucked and fucked your own son! You've been licking your sister's cunt. I'm just your little niece, and I want to eat your pussy-so does that seemmorewrong? Or less?”
She looked at me a long moment, her blue eyes peering deeply into my own, and she finally said, “Have you ever been with another girl?”
At that, I had to laugh. “Amy and I lick each other all the time! I've had my tongue all the way up her pussyandher little asshole-does that answer your question?”
“God, yes,” she said. “But, Kimberly, I'm still not certain-”
“Aunt Heather, just keep sucking your son's cock,” I told her. “Please. I'll take care of the rest.”
She gave me an odd look, then, but finally nodded. It was clear the thought of us kids joining in on their filthy and perverted sex games held great appeal to her. And for my mom, too, who was already eagerly pussy-munching with little Amy.
So, my 27-year-old aunt, followingmyinstructions, did as she was told, taking Paul's stiff cock easily back into her mouth. As she did, I reached over and began feeling her heavy breasts. Fondling first one and then the other, I leaned forward and sucked one of her well-formed nipples into my mouth, marveling at the texture of it. I began lapping at the very tip with my tongue, feeling it harden even more.
“Kim!” she said. “You're such a bad little girl!”
“More than you'll ever know,” I informed her. “But it's you and my mom who're the bad little girls! We'll have to spank your bare asses pretty soon!”
And that image suddenly intrigued me, the thought of Amy and I spanking our own mother's bare asses, both of them squirming around as we turned their butts red with stinging slaps.
Just a thought, actually, that we might or might not act upon before the night was over.
“Mom, keep blowing me!” Paul then joined in. 'I'm gonna come pretty fast!”
As I sucked Aunt Heather's rubbery nipples, I slid my hand down her smooth tummy, past her black lace garter belt, and quickly found her luscious cunt. She was wetter than I even imagined, her entire body jerking with delight when my fingers probed into her slippery insides.
“Oh, Kimmie!”
Pressing my palm into the swollen rise surrounding her clitoris, I began rhythmically applying just the right amount of pressure to the entire area as I fingerfucked her, the combination enough to drive any girl (or grown woman!) entirely wild.
“Oh God, Kimmie!” she groaned. “Keep doingthat!”
With one hand massaging and fingering her dripping cunt, I slid my other hand down her butt and into the sweaty crack of her perfectly-formed bare ass. She jerked again, with another little moan, when I probed into her hot asshole with a fingertip. Moments later, still sucking at my aunt's nipples, I began fingerfucking both her cunt and her tightly gripping anus at the same time.
“Kimmie, I love it!” Aunt Heather moaned. “You're such a dirty slut, like me!”
“I'm going to lick your cunt, too,” I promised. “But I really want to try that fucking machine before we're though!”
And it was just that easy.
Once I started fingerfucking her front and back while sucking her big pink nipples, my sexy aunt began moaning and panting and enjoying it as much as I was! Whatever inhibitions she'd had (regarding wide-open sex with her own preteen children or close relations) went quickly out the window when she realized just how expert we were at handing out filthy and perverted pleasure.
She was suddenly jacking off Paul much faster, her hand moving up and down rapidly at his urging, her head bobbing.
“Suck me, mom!” he groaned as he started to unload his semen into her eager mouth. “Keep jacking me off like that!”
Which, of course, she did.
Kneeling beside her, without stopping my fingers from their feverish activity in her cunt, I moved from sucking Aunt Heather's taut nipples to kissing her smooth cheek. Then I traveled to the side of her sweet mouth as she started swallowing her son's cum, licking away the excess semen I knew would be forthcoming (no surprise there). As it leaked almost immediately from the corner of her mouth, I was licking away Paul's cum as fast as it dribbled down her chin.
And with each throbbing jerk of his young cock, I knew another hot stream of his sperm had shot down his mother's throat.
“Mom, you suck cock so well!” Paul gasped repeatedly, trembling uncontrollably from head to foot. “You're the best cocksucker ever!”
“Now there's a compliment you don't hear every day,” I laughed, but then: “Oh, wait-in this family, I bet you do!”
“Kimberly, look over here!” Amy suddenly called out from the chrome fucking machine. “Your mom's making me come!”
Sure enough, Amy was still straddling my mother's face, working her cunt into my mom's mouth. But now, having shifted forward just slightly, her small naked body pressed into my mom's own nakedness, she had her head buried between my mother's spread-apart thighs and was clearly licking her pussy, too.
“Ohhh God!” my mother was panting. “She's sucking my cunt so good!”
And, yes, that was definitely something I knew all about.
So that's how it went the rest of the night, one big family fuck-fest, nothing off limits, anything goes, with only one thing missing: my dear old dad.
Obviously, it was a little weird when my own mother and I were finally inthatposition, where we were moments from crossing the line into an area from which we could not return: mother/daughter incest.
We had not yet done anything dirty together, sort of avoiding the obvious, but all of us were still naked and sweaty as the time at last came to explore the pleasures of the chrome-plated fucking machine. Amy begged and pleaded in such a childish, outlandish manner about getting fuckedfirston the damn thing this time, that we all gave in just to shut her up.
“I never get to go first on anything!” she'd complained, all little-girl pouting and disappointment. “Because I'm the youngest!”
“Fine,” my mom told her. “Let me make a couple of adjustments to it first…”
While we all watched, my mother exchanged the large black dildo for a slightly smaller one. It was bright red and the tip was curved upward and at a slight angle to the side (1 o'clock, I'd say), just enough to nicely find a girl's super-sensitive g-spot. Clearly, my mom wanted Amy to get a really good work-out on that thing!
Amy positioned herself on the bench with her skinny legs spread apart, her bare feet braced on the floor. We moved the dildo up close, then inserted just the red tip into her hairless little pussy. It slid in easily, her over-abundance of slick wetness more than enough lubrication to handle it.
Without the slightest hint of embarrassment, she quickly located her already engorged clit and immediately began using her slippery fingertips to further manipulate and inflame it.
“I'm going to love this!” she gushed, trembling with near-orgasmic anticipation. The tiny tips of her sweet pink nipples were pointy and hard. “Turn it on!”
I flipped the switch with a little laugh.
“Jesus!” she groaned, hoarsely, when the red rubber cock began slowly moving, first goingallthe way into her, then all the way out. It then gradually started gaining speed. “It's fucking me!”
Her skinny, naked little body, splayed open on the padded bench, jerked with a little start when the dildo slowed down for a scant moment (building suspense, I guess), then began quickly pumping in and out of her slippery young cunt, within moments fucking her hard and fast for real.
“OhhhhGOD!” she groaned shakily. “Yes, yes, yes!”
Her expression intense, we all watched-fascinated with wonder-as she began groaning even louder with undisguised pleasure and rapidly jerking her narrow hips in time with it (as we'd seen my mother do earlier). She was fucking the machine right back!
It was amazing, really, and got all of us, Paul included, aroused beyond belief. I mean, for God's sake, Amy was only nine, and she was fucking and being fucked as if she'd been doing it all her life!
Aunt Heather was watching on her knees, as was I. Her son suddenly moved up behind her with a throbbing hard-on and, without a word, easily slipped his cock into her. With their eyes fixed on Amy's squirming young body, they began fucking doggy-style, soon panting for breath as nosily as the little 3^rd -grader herself.
I glanced at them with open longing, wishing it was me.
“I'll fuck you next,” Paul assured me, reading my look easily enough. “Really, I promise.”
My fingers took only a few short moments to get my pussy tingling again, slippery wetness brimming from me, coating my inner thighs. The excitement I felt, watching all three of them, hearing them, even smelling that raw sex smell in the air, was almost more than I could bear.
I began masturbating in earnest.
“Paul's in my asshole,” Aunt Heather announced. “My own 12-year-old son's fucking me in my ass and I love it!”
Amy could only smile brokenly at the sight of her older brother butt-fucking her mother. Her breath now coming in panting gasps, the little oversexed preteen still managed to get out, “I'm already starting to come!”
And as my little cousin started moaning through her first orgasm from that wonderful fucking machine, my mother was suddenly leaning into me from behind, the pink tips of her bare breasts pressed into my shoulder blades.
I felt her hands gently grip my slim hips, giving them a loving squeeze.
“This is turning me on somuch,” my mom breathed hotly against the back of my neck. “Let me help you come, sweetie pants…”
When I didn't protest, her slender fingers slid under mine, easily found my swollen clit and gently pressed into it. I swallowed hard at the sudden sensation, then said, “I'm not wearing pants, Mom, so I'm no sweetie pants.”
“Is this too sick for you?” she wanted to know. “Your mother masturbating you? I'd understand if it was.”
The fingers of her other hand slipped up into my cunt from underneath and behind, probing deeply, wriggling within me until I was trying to catch my breath. She started kissing the back of my neck then, sucking lightly at me even, the fingers of both her hands bringing me closer to my first orgasm, ever, with my own mother.
“Make me come,” I breathed back. “But use your mouth.”
My mom needed no further prompting.
“I love you, Kimmie,” she said. “And I've been dying to lick your sweet little cunt for a long time.”
She pushed me gently down onto my back, then nudged her pretty face into the warm cradle between my bare thighs. I spread my knees wider in response, my mother's expert tongue excitedly licking into my sopping wet pussy as if I wasn't her 11-year-old daughter, but her lesbo lover instead.
“Let me eat you, too,” I told her. “I want to suckyourcunt.”
“This is too much,” she laughed then, her face all eager smiles as she repositioned us both, lying on our sides, so her hot shaved crotch was right in my face. “I can't believe we're doing this! You're my sweet little innocent angel!”
“Not exactly,” I had to smile, smelling the sharp odor of her pussy as she spread her thighs for me, her thickened cunt-lips parting wetly in invitation. I stared directly into it, getting a little shiver of even greater excitement. “God, you have such a gorgeous cunt!”
I spread my bare thighs for her as well, my face going straight to the pink slash of her wet pussy and kissing it up and down, even before beginning to use my tongue on her.
I slid one hand over her slim hip and gave her bare ass an appreciative squeeze, marveling at how firm her butt still was. Jeeze, she was almost thirty years old, but her ass was about as rubbery firm as mine!
When I did begin licking into her, sticking my tongue into her sugary-sweet cunt as deeply as I could, she shuddered wildly with unbridled pleasure. It was obvious the sheerindecencyof the act we performed was as exciting as our hot tongues working at each other's pulsing genitals.
And when I stuck my finger up her tightly gripping asshole while eating her out, she gasped as if this last was almosttoomuch!
“Good God!” my mother panted, clearly amazed. “You're so fantastic at this! And so is little Amy-I just can't believe you two kids!”
I laughed at that, lapping my way up to my mom's distended clit. I started sucking and kissing it, first all around it and then directly on the tiny little pulsating button until she was even more shaky.
Her breath was coming still harder and faster.
“We both love pussy, Amy and I,” I admitted. “And fucking, too. We're just like you in that video where you were pregnant and fucked everybody!”
Wow. Thatcertainly caused a pause in the entertainment.
“Oh, my God!” she stammered. “Where did you ever see that?!”
And even Aunt Heather stopped pumping her bare hips back, halting the asshole-fucking she was getting from her son, and asked, “You saw that?”
I sort of shrugged from where I was lying with my face between my mom's slender bare thighs. She'd been licking my cunt so enthusiastically, I'd sort of gotten lost in the sensations racing through my crotch, not considering the consequences of mentioning the gangbang video.
“I should have told you earlier,” I admitted then. “Daddy's been fucking me and Amy. And he showed us the video…”
“Oh, no!” she gasped.
Instead of panicking, I continued kissing her clit wetly as if it was the most natural thing in the world, talking as I licked and sucked at it. Anythingto get my mother's attention back onto the fun we were having right now!
“It got us turned on,” I argued, my finger still in her asshole. “It was sohot, Mom, you getting fucked so many times. After watching it, me and Daddy and Amy justhadto do it-we fucked all over the place.”
“That's terrible!” she railed, and suddenly sat up. My finger popped free of her puckered anus. “Your own father fucking you and little Amy?!”
I sat up too, then, my face slick and shiny with the overflow of juices from my mother's super-wet pussy.
“We didn't do anything worse with Daddy than you and Aunt Heather did with Paul,” I said. “And, Mom, we're eating each other's cunts! And Paul's fucking his mother-in her asshole!”
Amy, by then, was so busy achieving orgasm after shuddering orgasm on the gleaming fuck machine, moaning and panting and squirming wildly, she no longer cared who, what, where or why any fucking ofanynature took place, except for her own, of course.
I'd fill in her on the conversation after she was finished.
“Even little Amy is getting fucked half to death, right now, by that sex machine of yours,” I added. “Even Daddy didn't fuck herthatgood!”
There was certainly no denying it.
In any case, my mother suddenly looked as if I'd slapped her right in the face, but then let her breath out slowly. A very long moment later, she finally nodded with a little sigh.
“You're right,” she said. “I guess we're just the worst familyever.”
Instead of reassuring her that we certainly werenotthe worst family ever, but rather the mostfunfamily ever (though maybe the sickest!), I instead decided it was time to ask for that special present she and Aunt Heather promised when they were willing to give meanything.
“Here's the present I want for my 12^th birthday,” I said. “I want you and Aunt Heather and Amy and Paul to come up to Daddy's cottage with me for a fuck-and-suck party the entire weekend. Whether we're the worst family or not, it's time we at least started acting like a real family again.”
My suggestion was met with shocked stares of disbelief.
“What?!” my mother gasped. “Are you serious?”
To which Aunt Heather added, “Itdoessound insane, all of us together up there, but…it might be fun, if Jack agreed to it.”
I looked at her, studying her, actually, suddenly realizing my oversexed aunt was probably just as hot for my dad as Amy and every one of my girlfriends. Huh! It had never occurred to me. And then something else occurred to me.
“Aunt Heather, did you ever, uh, you know, fuckmy father?”
The look she and my mother suddenly shared was unmistakable. They both swallowed hard, whether with shame or memories of wilder times, I couldn't tell, but then looked away from each other.
My God, though, it became so obvious-horny nympho sisters fucking and sucking everyone and anyone, including each other's husbands, until, well, they had kids and calmed down to their boring, normal, predictable lives.
On the surface, at least.
Before Aunt Heather actually responded to my question, which I believe I already knew the answer to, there was the sudden sound of a large dog barking outside. And my mother and my aunt shared another unmistakable look.
“Is that Rusty out there?” my mom asked brightly. “Kimberly, please take a look, dear…”
I gave her a weird look, then went to the bedroom window and looked out. There, in our yard, was the neighbor's big black Labrador, apparently loose again. And, oddly enough, he was pawing at our back door.
I couldn't believe it.
“He's probably thirsty,” my Aunt Heather said, overly casual, I thought. With another quick look at my mother, she suggested, “Kimmie, maybe you could run down and let him in-there's a bowl for his water in the broom closet.”
I just gave them both a disbelieving look.
My mom said to me, “If your father agrees, we'll all go up to his cottage at Clear Lake for that weekend. It'll be your 12^th birthday, after all, and your aunt and I were planning a party for you, anyway.”
“Of course,” Aunt Heather added with a dirty little smirk. “If we all go up there, it'll be a party none of us willeverforget.”
I'd bet that was true.
Finally, Amy had finished being screwed ragged by the pumping red dildo, had flipped off the switch and was sitting up.
Disheveled and sweaty, her crotch glistening with excess lubrication that was entirely her own, she looked as if she'd been put through the wringer, an expression I didn't really understand but that my mom sometimes used and that seemed to fit.
“Can we bring the fucking machine?” Amy wanted to know. “It's even better than TV!”
“Of course,” my mother instantly agreed. “For natural born sluts like us, there's no such thing as too many cocks, rubber or otherwise.”
Exactly as I said earlier:
What a family! And, really, how much worse could it get?
Well, for that answer, I guess we'll find out at my birthday party!
More later…