Babs was feeling that great after-sex glow. When everyone had rested from their last suck or fuck, she suggested a round of martinis. "It'll pick us all up," she said.
"Will it pick up my limp dick?" old Roy asked with a twinkle in his eye.
"I could use it as a mouthwash," laughed Ned. He could still taste his sister's spunk.
Babs fixed some extra-dry martinis for everyone. The six of them sat around, completely naked, chatting away and sipping the cocktails.
"You know," Dan said, "I can't help chuckling when I think what our neighbors would say if they could see through those curtains. It would probably freak them out completely."
"Dad," Ned said, "they'd call us a bunch of degenerates who should be locked away for life. But they'd envy us. We get to fuck and suck like mad."
"Everyone likes to fuck and suck," Dan admitted.
"You think we're the only people who go in for kinky fun?" Ned asked.
"Why do you see so many closed curtains in the evenings? People are too up-tight to admit to themselves how much fun incest could be. That doesn't mean they aren't trying all sorts of other private stuff: guys parading around in women's clothes, people pissing in each other's mouths, stuff like that. Sex is sex. If you dig it, do it."
"I guess you're right. How do you know about all that stuff, by the way?" his dad asked.
"Before Mom took me in, I never had a chance to get any pussy. I had to content myself beating off. I had no experience, but I heard about all that stuff. Speaking of that stuff," Ned said, "what shall we do next?
We have a reputation for decadence to maintain, you know?"
"Let's do a daisy chain," Babs suggested excitedly.
"A daisy chain?" Nell asked.
"Sure," Babs said. "That's when a whole bunch of people fuck all at once, all linked up by cocks and cunts."
"And everyone comes at once?" Nell asked.
Babs laughed. "That's the idea, though it isn't easy to manage, not if there are a large number of people involved. If we six all managed to come together, we'd be real champions."
"Well," Roy said with a smile. "I never wanted to shirk a challenge, particularly when it would get my prick in a nice, warm twat."
"Not every guy gets a twat," Babs said. "To make the connections, some have to settle for a mouth."
"Well, Babs," Roy said, "if the mouth is as pretty as yours, I'd be willing to settle for that any day of the week!"
"So we do a daisy chain?" she asked. Everyone agreed.
"I have a suggestion," Tessie said. "You men can manage a second shot right away, I'm sure of that, but in a lifetime of fucking I've found that a few extra minutes can make all the difference between a so-so fuck and a really good one."
"Particularly if you're getting fucked in the mouth," Babs chimed in.
"There's no semen to swallow."
"We'll get drunk if we just sit around," Dan said. "We need something to pass the time. Besides, it's tantalizing to sit in the same room with three lovely naked ladies and not be doing anything."
"Well, we can have a jerk-off contest," Babs said. "First to come wins.
Women only."
"Fantastic!" Nell said. "That's one of the cleverest ideas I've heard in a long time. I don't know about you and Tessie, but I've always dreamed of someone watching me beat off. When I was a little girl, I was really stuck on a boy at school, and when I'd be in bed masturbating, I'd pretend that he was going to walk in on me. In fact, sometimes when I was wearing jeans I'd let my hand sort of hang down near my crotch if he was around. I'd even pretend to be adjusting the crotch a bit for being too tight."
"All these thoughts on the part of my pure grand-daughter?" Dan said.
"I did that and more," said Babs. "I was no virgin bride." She and Dan laughed at the idea of her as a virgin at marriage. By the time they tied the knot, the two of them had already tried every trick in the book.
All the women agreed it would be a lot of fun to have a masturbating contest in front of the guys. From the way the guys' pricks were stiffening, it was clear what they thought of the idea. "Wait," Dan said, "We've got to decide on the rules. Can dildoes be used?"
The women looked at each other. Then Tessie said, "I think each woman should be allowed to whack off in the way most suitable for her."
"How can we make sure no one's pretending to come?" Dan asked. "Not that any of you would do such a thing. If this is going to be a proper contest, we have to get all of these things settled."
"That's easy enough," Nell said. "The judges – you three men – can check out our cunts immediately on completion of the contest to see how wet they are. Our twats are wetter after we come. Also, look for a hot flush." The other two women nodded their agreement.
"Okay," Dan said, "the race starts in four minutes. You have until then to collect whatever aids you might want." Nell and Tessie left the room.
Babs decided she didn't need any props to help her masturbate. She preferred the old-fashioned simplicity of using her finger to tease her clit into a state of furious excitement. Nell came back from the kitchen with a soda bottle, and Tessie reappeared with a mirror she had taken from the wall of Dan and Babs's bedroom. She took some books from the bookshelf in the living room and made a pile with them, then propped the mirror against it.
"I figure if you've got a cunt that other people enjoy looking at, you might as well get some fun out of looking at yourself," she laughed.
She lay down with the mirror about four feet from her crotch. She had propped her head up with a pillow, so it was possible for her to look in the mirror and gaze at the delicate cunt-lips and inviting hole.
"On your marks," Dan said unnecessarily. "Get set. Go!" At that the women all started to masturbate themselves while the men looked on eagerly.
Babs ran her hand slowly down her belly, then slid it between her legs.
She pressed her fingertips gently against the wet cunt-lips, then began to give her clit light flicks with her thumb.
Nell, after pressing the neck of the bottle against her lips a few times, slid it into her hole. The neck of the bottle sloped gradually, so she could get the mouth of it in quite far. It was nice for her that by pressing the neck in, she could apply variations of pressure to her cunt-lips. The bottleneck got wider and wider as it went down her cunt.
Tessie felt her clit swell up hard as she gazed at her cunt in the mirror. Since her eyesight was sharp, she could even see the little thing grow larger. She moved her hands down to her pussy and used one to pull the lips of her cunt way back. It was a real hole that gaped back at her. She slid the fingers of the other hand into that hole, and started to press them against the pussy walls.
She let go of her cunt-lips, allowing the organ to close over her fingers. She wanted one hand free for her breasts. She knew how sensitive they were, knew that the right amount of fondling would do a lot to speed up the process of bringing herself to a come. She cradled her tits in her right hand, lolling them about her chest from one side to the other. Her breasts were so big they hung out on either side of her rib cage.
She was using the finger in her cunt again, frigging away as she kneaded her breasts with her other hand. Her finger was expert, feeling every sensitive inch of the pussy, running up and down the soft and gleaming-wet lips, circling the clit tantalizingly, tickling it, then pressing it hard to bring her nearer and nearer to orgasm. Suddenly she frigged her clit briskly, throwing her head back and closing her eyes with fiery passion. Her jaw slackened and a bit of drool ran from the corner of her mouth.
Her free hand was jumping from one nipple to another, teasing each one, pulling it out hard and letting it go, pinching it and tormenting it with growing ecstasy. The attention of the three men was temporarily drawn from the other two women to the grandmother. Her expertise was apparent, and so was the effect of her activities on the audience.
Cocks were hard all around the room as eyes focused on the frigging hand of the woman, then on the huge, jiggling bosom as fingers teased nipples to supreme hardness. Tessie no longer kneaded the whole breasts, but concentrated on the sensitive nipples just as her other hand now eschewed the cunt-lips for the pricklike clit. The clit was stimulated to a peak, and so were the nipples as the other woman's fingers danced from spot to spot.
Suddenly, Nell drew the attention of the on-lookers to herself, as she arched her back and tossed her head from side to side in passion. She was sliding the bottle up and down inside her cunt, rubbing the thin lips and hitting the sensitive clit button. It felt similar to a prick; only colder and harder. When she pressed way in, it was much thicker than any prick in the world, and she dug that. Every thrust of the thing brought her cunt-lips pulling across her clit, which was throbbing with passion. Her free hand caressed her breasts or went down to her crotch to aid the bottle in stimulating her clit and lips.
Babs was using what one might call the classic technique of female jerking off. No mirrors or bottles for her, just good, skillful handwork. Her fingers danced lightly over the wet cunt-flesh, tantalizing her into a state of wild excitement.
"Oh!" she gasped. "O-h-h-h." She wasn't coming – not yet – but she soon would be. She plunged her fingers into her quim again and again, while grinding her asscheeks against the carpet in excitement. Her fingers were almost as good as a cock up her cunt.
The men were watching all this with complete fascination. Their pricks were sticking out like poles, their balls aching to come. It was obvious they were going to be tigers when it came time to use their whangs.
Ned had gotten on the floor, near his grand-mother's cunt and positioned himself so he could look at the cunt itself, or at the reflection in the mirror. It was exciting to switch back and forth from one to the other.
Each woman was near to coming now, and each could guess the others weren't far from the same point. The great beat-off contest was nearing its conclusion, and three pairs of hands were working overtime in the effort each contestant was making to be first. It was a wild cunt race.
Nell felt her body tense more and more, felt her clit get stiffer.
Babs's cunt was a glowing mass of female excitement, and Tessie was so turned on her forehead glistened with little beads of sweat. Suddenly, the three women were bucking and heaving with the force of orgasm. The excitement they gave their cunts released itself all at once. They came off like mad.
Three lovely cunts pounded. Three lovely women gasped, and panted. It was wild, and the men had a hard time not going off. There was no need for a close check of pussies to see if anyone had cheated. The smell of cunt in the room was so strong it was obvious all three twats were secreting a terrific amount of come-juice. The stuff could be seen on the dainty cunt-lips. It glistened and dripped and splashed. Finally, all three women lay breathing hoarsely. "Who won?" Babs gasped.
"It was pretty much a dead heat as far as I could see," Dan said. "I guess you won, kiddo."
"Are you sure?" Ned asked. "I thought Tessie got off first."
"Funny," Roy said, "I thought Nell won."
It was obvious that each guy had gotten so enthralled by the sight of one woman that he had paid no attention to the other two. It was better that way. None of the women had the embarrassment of coming in last.
Each would have liked to be the winner, but they dug beating off in front of the men. They were cunt-pooped and happy.
The pricks were hot to come now, after the excitement of watching the jerk-off contest. The women had just come. Still, they were eager for action. They all knew this: what they did to their cunts was nothing like what the men could do to them. They all longed for cocks in their cunts.
"Shall we move on to the daisy chain?" Nell asked. Her nipples were still swollen, a good sign she was hot to trot. The other five were just as horny, so it was agreed that they should start the daisy chain right away.
"How do we manage it?" Ned asked. "Even for this family it's a challenge."
Babs thought for a moment, then said, "With six people it won't be easy. I tell you what. Ned can fuck me dog-style, I'll have Roy lying with his prick under my mouth, and I'll suck it. Nell can squat on his mouth so he can lick her pussy, and…" Her voice trailed off as she tried to visualize how the two remaining people could be hooked in. It meant a lot to her, the final purge of family inhibitions, the final expression of all she had worked and taken risks for.
"I have it," Nell said. "Instead of squatting over Grandpa's face, I'll be on my hands and knees too, my body pointed the same direction as his. That way my cunt will be over his mouth and my mouth will be sucking Daddy like you'll be sucking Grandpa. And Grandma can squat on Daddy's face and get her cunt lapped.
Babs thought for a moment, trying to see if the suggested arrangement would work. Then she said, "That should do, but wouldn't you like to take my place? You've just had a mouth fuck." Nell shook no.
"Sounds pretty complicated, but I guess we'll manage," Roy said. "Now, how do we work it so everyone comes at the same time?"
"Try to bring your partners near to coming," Babs said. "Then hold them, if you know what I mean. It's up to the first guy – that's Ned – to start everyone coming when he figures everyone's had enough time to get up to it. He makes his mate come, she gives that extra little bit of stimulation which her other mate needs, and so on. I doubt if we'll manage to all come at the exact same time, but as long as we're sort of close, that's all that's needed for a wild ride."
Babs positioned herself on her hands and knees, her cunt open and ready. Her father lay on the ground with his prick under her mouth, and her son was behind her, ready to take her dog-style. Nell was over Roy's face, and her father's prick was at her mouth.
Tessie prepared to squat over her son-in-law's face, so he could lick her cunt. Everyone was pointed in the same direction – some with faces up, others down – except for Tessie who faced back over the others. She figured it would be exciting to witness the weltering mass of fucking and sucking bodies.
"Everyone ready?" Ned asked, then slid his prick into Babs's body. He put it in slowly and lovingly, and his mother gave a little shudder of pleasure as she felt the thing penetrate. She bent her head down and gave her father's prick a series of loving licks. Then she slipped her coral lips over his tool and started to suck away on it in earnest.
Meanwhile, she used her right hand to play with his balls.
Nell brought her haunches down so her cunt was right next to her grandfather's mouth, and he sent his tongue flicking out over her cuntlips. Her dad was in the same position in regard to her mouth as Roy was to Babs. She took his prick and began to suck on just the tip of it.
She really is good, Dan thought appreciatively, almost as good as Babs.
He resolved not to let the fun of the incestuous arrangements they had going in the household blind him to the pleasures his own wife gave to him.
Sitting on his face and almost suffocating him with her wet, wonderful femininity, was his mother-in-law. She didn't have another partner, but she got to watch all the others. She had both hands free to play with her highly sensitive breasts.
Ned started nice and easy, as he liked to do, and soon he and Babs were grooving on exactly the same rhythm. Their bodies attuned themselves to each other very easily when they were fucking, and this time was no exception. They just felt perfectly matched as his prick slid back and forth in her cunt, gliding and sliding on the copious pussy juices, gripped by her eager twat.
Babs sought to pass on the pleasure she was getting from her son to her father. The older man was already wiggling with pleasure as he felt how she alternated licking and sucking on his prick, and how she manipulated his tight balls. As she worked Roy's organ over, Babs glanced at the rest of his body. Somehow, she found it very exciting to be fucked by someone a lot younger than herself, and to be blowing someone else so much older. For that matter, the idea of sex with two men at once tickled her clit.
Roy was a man of great sex experience. Yet, he had never fucked with more than one woman at a time. Now he realized what he had been missing all these years by not doing so. His prick was like an iron bar, his balls quivered in their need to shoot his spunk into Babs's mouth, and here was his granddaughter's lush cunt right above his face. He inhaled deeply as he licked. Already Nell's cunt was awash with pussy fluid from the masturbation contest before the daisy chain had begun. Now drop after drop of the stuff oozed out of her hole and dripped on her grandfather's face. The smell it caused was driving him wild with desire. The same story was repeated up the line, Nell sucking Dan's prick and his tongue slavering all over his mother-in-law's wet cunt.
She kneaded and caressed her breasts, pinching the nipples and running her finger-tips over the milky smoothness of the rest of her globes.
Ned had picked up speed now, was really starting to lay it into his mom. His tool got hotter and hotter, and passed some of that heat on to her father. Her lips slid back and forth over his prick and her tongue pressed against the flesh knob at the end. He felt his balls twitch, felt his already stiff prick stiffen further as she continued to lavish her attentions on it.
His tongue was literally flying over his granddaughter's cunt-lips now, teasing the soft, pink things into a state of ecstasy. Then he shifted his tactics and began to use his tongue to explore her deep hole, plunging the thing as deeply as possible into his granddaughter's soft, tender hole.
Nell's cunt screamed with pleasure. Roy's tongue was just too much. She balanced herself on one hand, used the other to diddle her tit. She squeezed and kneaded it, gently tugged on the nipples, pressed the breast to her chest and let it flop down. She did all the things a woman knows will give her globes pleasure.
Her tongue was as active as Babs's. Dan could hardly remember when his meat had felt so tense and tingly, and no wonder, what with the way Nell varied the action, now concentrating on his prick-root, now on his knob. His tongue was exploring the wet cunt of his mother-in-law's with every bit as much diligence as Roy was using on Nell's pussy. He reached up and caressed Tessie's breasts. Although she was good at manipulating herself, she preferred a man do it. The pressing and squeezing felt more delightful to her now. Ned was playing with Babs's tits too. That meant she was getting three different kinds of action at once. Babs was almost out of her mind.
Ned felt he couldn't hold his orgasm back much longer. He had to try to. Everyone had to get to the same point of readiness before he gave the signal for the mutual come. His mother was almost there. Every time his cock touched her cunt-lips she gave a shudder. She was right on the edge of a come. The others were getting there too. The action went on longer than necessary. There was no way anyone but Tessie could tell Ned they were ready. He had to wait till he thought the time was right.
Right or not, he couldn't hold back much longer. He pulled back and slammed his prick slowly home. Babs sensed this was the stroke to bring her off. She applied a final bit of stimulation to her father, whom she'd been holding back for a moment. He did the same with Nell, she with her Dad, and he with good old Tessie.
They hung there on the edge for a second, then came like crazy, down the length of the chain. Ned's prick gushed wildly into Babs, her twat pulsating furiously. Her father was spurting his load into her mouth.
Nell was coming on his face, Dan was shooting into her mouth, and Tessie was shuddering away on his face as the force of her come gripped her. The whole family came like crazy.
They banged and bumped and bucked away, slamming and whacking and ramming into and against one another. It was a glorious coming together, a Fourth-of-July of sexual fireworks, and everyone got off, everyone had her and his fill. When they were fucked and sucked and pooped out, they lay in a twisted heap of a chain of naked flesh and sweat-matted hair. It was only later, much later, that they roused themselves and found the energy to unplug, unstick and stagger to their feet. They sat around naked, sipping martinis, and discussing the events of the past several days.
Babs was the spiritual leader. She came clean, admitting that the whole affair had been of her doing. No one berated her. On the contrary, she was treated as something of a wise woman. She had shown them the way, and they were all in agreement. What's a family for, if not fucking, and what good's fucking and sucking if you can't do it with your friends.