Incest/Taboo A Complicated Relationship

"Well, Jack, which one of us are you going to fuck? You can only fuck one woman on your wedding night, darling, which was why I stopped you fingering your sister on ours. So, who are you going to choose?"

"Well, I probably should fuck Aurora, shouldn't I? After all, she was the one I married today."

"Good choice, Jack," Aurora replied, smiling, and walking towards me, reaching out for my still ramrod-like cock.

"Hang on, though, Jack," Diane said, with a glint in her eye, as she put out a hand to stop her, sticking out her tits, trying to distract me. "Sure, you signed some papers, but you didn't really marry her, did you? No, I'm your real wife, and given that I persuaded you do make the arrangement with my cunt of a sister, surely I'm the one you should reward by fucking?"

I had to chuckle to myself. Apart from the fact that two, beautiful, naked women were fighting over which I'd fuck, something I could never have imagined until I met Diane, I'd seen this coming. I knew they could never agree to one to have what the other wanted, and while I could imagine them ending up trying to scratch each other's eyes out, I dreaded to think what would happen to me if I made or choice, or tried to separate them. No, I'd done a bit of planning of my own, with a little help from my sister, who appropriately let me fuck her as a thank you.

"It's true, Di. You were my first wife, and even if it was Elvis that married us, legally that's what counts. And I still love you more than anything. But it was you told me you wanted me to love your equally slutty sister, so I can't hurt her, can I? No, the answer is that I'm not going to fuck either of you."

"You stupid cunt, Di! See what you've done now?" Aurora yelled at her sister, a glob of spit landing on her tits with the force of her speech.

"Oh, Jack, take care, darling. I can see trouble coming for you, from both of us, eh Au? So, what are you planning, then?"

"I'm going to fuck Kayla, and you're going to watch, girls. Her name might mean 'pure', but believe me, she'll show you she is anything but."

"Who the fuck is Kayla?" the incestuous sisters asked, clearly puzzled and seriously pissed.

"Well, this is Kayla..."

I'd deliberately left the bathroom first, after we'd showered, and given a quick hand signal to Julie to get Kayla ready, and now I beckoned her in. It was a joy to watch the expressions on my wives' faces, as a tall, naked black woman walked into the bedroom. She wasn't as tall as me, and her body was toned, perfectly proportioned, not like me. Her skin was black, deep black, but with a silky shine to it.

Her hair was short, tightly curled, not trying to copy a white woman's long hair, and it matched the triangle between her legs, trimmed so as not to obscure her dark cuntlips, visible between her legs. Here tits were big, though firmer and smaller than my sisters, but the real stars were her nipples. Her areolas were even darker than the rest of her skin, and her nipples must have been almost an inch long, and as big around as my middle finger.

"... I met her a while ago, kind of snooping around the apartment block, as if she was spying, and I asked her what she was doing. Maybe you can guess, when I tell you that her husband is one of the security guys for the apartments ..."

"He certainly is, Jack, and I started to notice he was coming home smelling of white cunt, not even good black cunt, and I wanted to find out who it was he'd been fucking, and to get my own back."

I'm pretty sure that fucking me in front of them wasn't her first thought, but after a lot of haggling, I got her to agree by promising to give her a deep-fake video of her being fucked by someone famous. It wouldn't last long on SnapChat, but she was certainly going to be able to annoy her husband and impress her friends. The only problem was that she couldn't decide whether she wanted the man to be George Clooney, Barack Obama, Donald Trump, or someone else entirely. Personally, I liked the wicked idea of her being dp'd by Obama and Trump at the same time, but that was pushing the boundaries of the software.

"Of course, I told her that it was you, Diane, didn't I. He was the one you were so pleased to have me catch you fucking on my birthday, darling. Remember?"

"I'm so please to meet you, Diane," she said, rubbing her tits over my wife's arm, and stroking her lips across her cheek. And you must be Aurora," she added, moving around behind them, her nipples grazing my other wife's back.

"Shit! Hang on, I haven't been here long, so you can't be wanting to do anything to me, just my whore of a sister," she yelled, as my wives finally realised that while we'd been talking, we'd tied up their arms behind them, having been so mesmerised by this unexpected vision of nakedness.

"You might have got away with that, Aurora, had my husband not been one of the men you invited to your fake wedding, and Jack tells me that he has certainly fucked you as well."

Between us we pushed Diane and Aurora back, so they fell on their backs, their arms underneath them. They struggled like mad, as we tied their legs together, looping the rope around the legs at the end of the bed, giving us wonderful views of their freshly cleaned pussies.

"So, I'm going to let Jack fuck me in any hole he wants, girls, the more the better, and you're going to have to watch, and you can't even use your hands to work yourselves off," Kayla said, as I put my arm around her, and stroked one of her gorgeous tits, wondering at the beauty and feel of her stiff, black nipple.

"You see girls," said, smiling at my roped-up wives, a finger on my other hand slipping between Kayla's labia, into the inviting warmth inside, "this is the way it is going to be in our marriages. You may be my wives, but you'll never know who else I've fucked, though like this, I'd rather you watched. Isn't that what you said to me?"

"You cheating bastard, Jack," Diane yelled.

"And I'll ask for an annulment, as you haven't fucked me yet, so the marriage is unconsummated," Aurora screamed.

It scared the hell out of me what they might do once they were released, and I was amazed I'd had the courage to go through with it, but the adrenalin surge just added to my arousal, which was already out of this universe, with the sight of my two naked wives, and the feel of this elegant, sexy black woman, who I was going to invade.

"I think we'd better gag the bitches, Jack," Kayla said.

I knew Diane had gags in her dressing table, if only because she'd used one on me, so I dug them out, and we put a stop to my wives heckling. Probably just as well, given that Kayla hadn't finished insulting them.

"Call those cunts?" she said, standing at the bottom of the bed watching Diane and Aurora still struggling, their legs flapping around. "I've seen better holes in my mohair sweaters after the moths have been at them. Now this is a real cunt."

Kayla had put one leg up on the bed, and was pulling her labia open with her hands. I moved around next to Diane to get a better look myself. I'd seen black women in porn sites, of course, but never in the flesh.

And what flesh it was! I'd loved the blackness of her labia, but now I saw her cunt was more like an ancient palace, it's heavy, dark doors impressive enough, but once opened, the scents and sights of the glories inside completely overshadowed them. The inside of her gash was framed at the front by the mountain of her clit, dark, but lighter towards the base, her valley a gorgeous pink, with a gentle stream of her cum flowing along it, coming from the vivid pink of her hole, revealing the darkening centre of her vagina. God, what a beautiful cunt it was!

My cock had wanted to batter open the doors of her vulva, but now it had seen inside, it was throbbing almost unbearably. I moved back to Kayla's side, circling an arm around to cup one of her tits again, my fingers and thumb rolling her nipple between them. She grabbed my cock, as I slid my other hand over her belly, enjoying the rough texture of her tightly-curled pubes, then stretching so that I rubbed against her clit, then slid my fingers along that wonderful little valley, and up inside her.

"I'm going to fuck your husband senseless, girls," Kayla said, laughing, knowing from the look on Diane and Aurora's faces that they could see my fingers stretching her sticky pink hole.

Yes, that was good. The only problem was that I was pretty sure that my sperm were now so impatient for a bit of foreign travel, that they were going to erupt out of my cock as soon as it was inside any one of Kayla's holes. If I came that soon, I was going to feel a totally humiliated failure, and more than that, Diane and Aurora would see it as a massive win for them.

"Uh, sorry, Kayla, but I might come quickly," I whispered in her ear, hoping my wives would assume I was just talking dirty to her.

"Don't worry, Jack, leave it to me," she whispered back, as she turned towards me, and dropped, almost sideways on to wives, so they didn't miss anything.

She pulled me to her, taking my cock between her black lips, into the other pink cavern of her mouth. I had to use all my will power to stop myself coming as soon as I felt the back of her throat against my helmet, mainly by looking at the sisters on the bed, and relishing the pleasure in fucking another woman without their permission.

Kayla slowly moved her head backwards and forwards, with each stroke taking more of my cock into her mouth, until she gave three quick strokes, my balls hitting her chin each time as my dick explored the depths of her throat. Oh God, it was too much for me, and I felt my spunk being pumped out of me, and into Kayla's mouth.

Shit, my worst fear had happened, I thought. But Kayla kept the pressure up, somehow managing to swallow the tidal wave of semen gushing into her mouth. Fuck, it was without doubt the best blow job I'd ever had, and at least I could use that to stop my wives making fun of me.

Kayla's head started to move slowly again, not letting my softened cock slip out of it. A sudden picture of Kayla's pink cunt, wet with translucent white cum flashed into my brain, and I realised that my cock was already getting hard again. Kayla moved her head a few times, but as soon as I was fully stiff, she pulled back, and stood up,

"I hope you enjoyed that taster, Jack, as well as you girls seeing me suck your husband's cock. But I'm sure he really wants to fuck my cunt and asshole, the way my own husband has fucked both of yours, bitches. Come on, Jack, fuck me. Once you're had a chocolate pussy, you probably won't want those two skanks anymore."

She climbed on the other bed, but lay sideways on, so that I didn't block Diane and Aurora's view of my cock entering her. Oh fuck, she pulled her legs up over her shoulders, offering me both her holes for me to enjoy.

Her ass was another dark, easily underestimated attraction, although I imagined that if I forced my cock into it, the friction would be amazing. In the position, though her cunt was gaping open, the doors wide, her clit standing ready to be abused, and the pinkness of her open vagina was just begging me to fuck it.

I didn't disappoint her. I slid into her body so easily, her slippery wet hole seeming to suck me into her. I kept pushing until my balls were hard against here asshole. I revelled in the sensations in my cock, and the sight of my two wives watching, as I thrust in and out of Kayla's cunt.

"That's it, Jack, fuck me hard," Kayla said, looking me straight in the eyes, pulling one arm up to join her pulling on her long, black nipple, stretching her tit.

Although neither Diane or Aurora seemed to realise I'd already come in Kayla's chocolate mouth, it meant that it was going to take longer for me to come again. And shit, I was going to make the most of it. I rammed into her cunt a few more times, then pulled out, delighting in the way I could see up into her vagina, as her pink hole gaped, then closed slowly. Then I rammed my cock hard against her asshole, making her gasp.

"Aagghh! Go on Jack, enjoy my tight shit hole, the way my husband enjoyed ramming into Diane's and Aurora's asses."

Oh God, she was so tight. It felt so spectacularly wonderful, especially as with each stroke her cunt gaped open, giving me brilliant flashes of her pink gash, only for the doors of her huge lips close over, almost like a lighthouse flashing. Kayla had grabbed her other tit in both hands, and had dragged it up to her mouth. I could see her shiny white teeth biting on her nipple, as if she was trying to take a bite from a stick of liquorice.

Oh fuck, I wanted to suck one of her massive, stiff, black nipples as well, so I pulled out of her ass, rammed my cock back up her cunt, and draped my lanky white body over her ebony beauty, until I could reach the other breast, our heads touching, as both Kayla and I bit and sucked on one of her gorgeous nipples. It was hard under my tongue, which I used to circle the tip, and we fell to playing a form of dare, as we took it in turns to bite hard, only stopping when the pain made her flinch.

I could hear my dick squelching in her cum, as I pumped in and out of her, but then Kayla let her tit fall out of her mouth, and she pushed me back.

"Let me get on you, Jack, so those fucking sluts can see your cock going in and out of my holes."

I lay back on the bed, letting Kayla straddle over me, cowgirl-style. As my cock disappeared inside her, she bent forward so the girls could clearly see me entering another woman's cunt, her jet-black tits contrasting vividly as the pressed against my lily-white chest. I saw her arms moving back, pulling her butt open. I guessed she was just showing her anus to my wives, as yet another insult, but then I felt Kayla's guts pressing hard against my cock, and an enormous fart rattled around the room.

"That's what I think of you sluts," Kayla said, giving me a quick kiss on the mouth, then bursting out laughing.

Fucking hell, I had to bite the inside of my cheeks to stop myself coming from the effect of the pressure, then the vibration, then from the way Kayla was bouncing up and down on my cock. Maybe she noticed, because she then slowed down, leaned forward again, as slapped the beautiful, black orbs of her tits across my face, the nipples catching against my eyes, nose and lips as the swung across.

I opened my mouth, trying to catch one on its trajectory, leaving only wet trails of my saliva across her breasts, until I got lucky. I closed my mouth hard, making her squeal with pain as I caught a thick black nipple between my teeth, but rather than lean in, she arched her back. A grimace covered her face, as she pulled her nipple back, and eventually I released her from the pain in her breast. She raised her body on her legs, reached around behind her, and pulled my cock out of her, making a wet plopping noise.

Then she sat back down, guiding my cock into her asshole, grabbing my hand and forcing it up to her cunt, making me play with her clit, which was protruding from her labia, while she rammed two fingers into her vagina. She was totally in charge, moving up and down, controlling the sensations in her asshole, then swapping our hands, so that she commanded her clit, letting me enjoy the feeling of my dick in her ass, as I pushed my hand up into her cunt.

She leaned back again, forcing my cock deep and hard into her asshole. She moved my hand away, lifted a leg, and swivelled round, so I was literally screwing her, as she got into reverse cowgirl, facing Diane and her sister. She leaned back, and I used my arms to steady her, her own being busy holding her pussy lips, pulling them open, showing my wives the intense colour around her gaping hole.

"Watch girls, the next time you see this, it will be full of your husband's spunk," she sneered, and from the movement in her arms, I guessed she was trying to let them see as far up her cunt as she could possibly manage.

All of a sudden, she lifted up, bending forward, sending shivers through me as I could see up her gaping, deep pink asshole, surrounded in black. She manoeuvred my cock into her cunt, put her hands on the bed, and jerked her hips rapidly, sending me hurtling towards my climax faster than I could ever have imagined. If I had any doubt that I was going to come, I killed it by reaching forwards, and thrusting two fingers into her asshole, until my knuckles were pushing against the rounded, black globes of her butt.

"Fuck!" I yelled, surprising even me, as I wasn't normally a screamer, but there was something about knowing that my white seed was filling her black cunt that totally got to me.

I was just laying back on the bed, trying to recover my breathing and heart rate, wondering what Kayla would do next, when I felt her being dragged off me before my cock had even softened enough to slip out of her. Shit! While we hadn't been paying attention, Diane and Aurora has managed to undo the ropes tying them together to the bed. They carried her, then threw her on to the bed which had held them, then they leapt on top of her, pinning her arms with their legs, and reaching towards Kayla's cunt, which as she'd promised was leaking my sperm from inside her.

"That's our husband's seed," Diane snarled, "we need to get that out of her, Aurora, don't we?"

I thought it would be with their mouths, but I was wrong. They each had a hand on her cunt, pushing their fingers inside.

"Let's see if we can double fist the bitch, Di," Aurora said, with a vicious grin on her face, and Kayla let out a keening cry as their hands stretched her cunt mercilessly, making me stand and move over to try to rescue her.

"Fuck off, Jack," Diane yelled, "else you know what'll happen next time we tie you up. Go to your own bedroom. Leave Kayla with us, and just imagine what we'll be doing to her, Jack."

I didn't really have any choice, did I? Diane had clearly flipped personality from gangbang slut to lesbian rapist while she was tied up. I'd promised Aurora that I'd try to help Diane calm down, and I knew I'd only set her off if I disobeyed, and anyway, Aurora would surely protect Kayla from her sister.

"Go on, Jack, fuck off like your wives say," Kayla yelled, taking me by surprise, her cunt now filled with Diane and Aurora fists, "I can handle these pussies, no problem."

I left the bedroom, looking for some of the others, though everyone seemed to have gone. I guessed that Julie had gone off to fuck Aaron, and probably Linda was in her room, watching everything on the cameras, undoubtedly with a vibrator up her cunt. I thought of joining her, but it had been a long day, and I'd just come into Kayla twice, in quick succession, so I was exhausted. I cleaned myself up, got into bed, and was asleep faster than I could have imagined.

I woke with a start, and for some reason I was convinced I was covered with huge spiders, running across my face, and down my belly. Maybe I'd been in a dream, or something, but a little giggle and a hand around my cock brought me back to reality.

"You didn't think I'd let our wedding night pass without you making love to me, did you Jack?" Aurora's voice whispered in my ear, before her lips roamed across my face. "Properly, I mean, as if we were normal people, people in love, who'd only fooled around a bit, and were both excited and nervous about having full sex for the first time."

"That hardly seems credible, does it, given you admitted you are an even bigger slut than your sister, fucking any man or woman who comes alone."

"You're right Jack. I could never be satisfied sexually with you alone, or any other man or woman, so you won't be the only man to fuck me. But I'm talking about love, Jack, not fucking. You love Diane more than she loves you, and the truth is she loves me more than I love her. After everything Di had told me, I thought you were more of a geeky cuckold than anything, but the way you stood up to her with Kayla, that took real courage, and I really am falling in love with you. I need someone to love me, proper, romantic love, not just sex. So, can't you even pretend you love me a little bit? Cuddle me, hug me, and make love to me?"

"What about your brother? Don't you love him?"

"I love him as a brother, and he's a great fuck. I suppose that's more how I feel about Di, and to some extent Mom. We love each other as family, but we just like fucking together. Isn't that more how you feel about Julie?"

She had me there, because I loved her as a sister, the only other blood relation I had alive, but God, I loved fucking her as well. And it was true, my love for Au was growing as I got to know her more, saw how she managed to calm her wild sister down, and as someone a bit lonely: fucked by many, loved by, well, maybe no one.

"But I made love to you, darling, when Di was watching, didn't I?" I asked, as she pressed her warm body against mine, her lips continuing to kiss my face and neck, and her hands to roam across my back.

"Yes, darling, but really you were still play acting, weren't you? Di would have gone ape if you had refused, and you didn't know me deeply enough for it really to count. I know you'll always love my sister more than me, but please, Jack, love me in a different way to her, the sort of love that normal people who fall in love do."

Something seemed to break inside me. I loved Diane, loved her more than anything, but she scared me and thrilled me in equal measure. I'd never know family love from my stepmother, who always resented having to bring me up, and I guess must have refused to take my sister, Julie, as well, so I'd never known the love of a sibling, either.

But now I was coming to terms with loving my sister, and strangely, loving Linda, my mother-in-law, as a mother, even though I was fucking both of them. But real, unconditional love of the sort Aurora was talking about, I found I craved for, more than anything.

I cupped one hand behind Au's head, and kissed her gently on the mouth, letting her decide the path our tongues took. With the other hand I stroked down her slim body, over her hips, less voluptuous than Diane's, but soft and silky, then over her perfectly proportioned ass. I could feel her breasts, modest in comparison to Diane's, pressing lightly against my chest, her now-stiff nipples dancing across it as she moved under my touch.

One of her hands continued to stroke the back of my neck, and down my back, while the other, still holding my erect cock, rubbed it along her warm, moist slit, then back again, using it to tease her clit.

We didn't need to speak, nor to turn on the light to see each other's faces and bodies, but just rolled around on the bed, our lips attached as If by superglue, my cock between her legs, under her control, and our arms exploring each other's bodies. I must have put my fingers in her cunt, touched her asshole, squeezed her tits - all of those things that people do when they fuck.

But this was about our minds and hearts connecting, the emotions swamping our raw sexual desire. Even so, after what seemed the most glorious day of my life, I pumped my seed into her vagina, just like many men must do to their wife on their wedding night. Then we fell asleep in each other's arms.

When I woke in the morning, she was gone, but I knew that there had been a tectonic shift in our relationship. And when I walked into the kitchen and saw my two wives there, naked, Aurora licking butter of Diane's tits, as they tried to make toast for us all, I knew that it had shifted with Di as well.

"Well, Jack, I see you managed to fuck your new bride after all, didn't you?" Diane asked, rhetorically, as she squeezed one of her sister's, making Aurora squeal, but throw me a beautiful smile even so. "You were so lucky though, Jack, that Kayla has such a gorgeous cunt, else I'd have had to punish you for disobeying me, and I don't think you'd have liked all those guys coming back and gangbanging you, would you?"

"Well, darling, you were the one who schemed, and set this deal up so you could have both me and your sister to play with, but now there's two of us to stop you flipping out again."
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As it turned out, the few weeks after my wedding to Aurora were calm, at least on the sexual front. We'd managed to buy the apartments in the adjacent floor, and moved things around a bit, so Diane, Aurora and I shared the bigger penthouse apartment, while Aaron and my sister took the smaller one. Underneath, Linda had half of the large apartment, which she and Aurora transferred their business office into the other side.

And as for me, I took the small apartment for my office, and for Yolanda and her team to use if they needed to be in LA. It was lucky both businesses were going well, because this cost a fortune, and I was pretty sure that some heavy sexual favours were given to make our bid for the space come out top of the pile.

I got Aaron an interview with Yolanda, saying only that I'd come across some of his graphic design and I thought it was worth a look. Nepotism may keep friends, but it can also kill businesses. Fortunately he impressed her, but she issued a contract to the company he worked for, asking for him specifically. Diane and Julie were pretty busy at the fashion house, and Diane had had a raise since she'd gone back under control.

It started to feel as if I was part of a genuine family. One wife, my sister and her husband (she and Aaron had snuck off for a civil wedding, aiming to avoid the hullabaloo that had been around mine), and my other wife and my surrogate, her mother working in the next office. Mind you, we still kept fucking, but only in a normal sort of way, if you can call incest and adultery normal.

Aurora, in particular, was active, working not just at the children's parties she and Linda had organised, but at a string of small private events, sometimes with Linda. I'd need a couple of whole other lengthy chapters to describe everything she told me about, or I'll never get to the end of this one, so I'll just pick out a few things that particularly stuck in my my mind.

At the top, naturally, was the first time Julie and I performed at an event. It was an incest special of close to one hundred people. These happened a few times a year, and the original plan had been for Linda, her daughter Aurora, and her son, Aurora's twin brother Aaron to be the lead, but everyone had seen them before, so even though they were adding Diane into the mix this time, Julie and I were the lead.

I mean, Diane had made sure that I'd fucked with a few other people around, so I was fine, until I saw the room that we were to perform in. It was on a private estate: a huge room, obviously designed as a ballroom, or perhaps for events like this, the owner being one of those faceless multimillionaires, closer to their family than the law allowed.

What was worse, was that the room was laid out with a series of divans and couches, arranged around a raised area in the centre, which held two enormous beds, though they weren't made up for sleeping. In addition, the walls were hung with a series of huge television screens.

"What the hell are they for?" I asked Linda.

"Oh, these people don't just want to watch, they want to see every little detail, so there's a series of cameras around which will beam close-ups from every angle," she replied leaving Julie and I in a changing room to get ready. In this case, though, 'changing' basically meant getting naked, except for silk robes which would come off immediately we were in place.

"God, Julie, I don't think I can do it. You've got lovely tits, that wonderful butterfly between your legs, and lovely curves in between, but I'm all legs and arms, and with them being so long, my cock will look tiny. I mean what would my mother say if she found out?"

"Your mother - our mother - died a long time ago, Jack, and from what you've told me, your stepmother wouldn't care."

"Alright, but what about the rest of my family?"

"Come on, Jack, the only family you have is me, and it's me you're going to fuck in front of everyone. You've fucked me before with other people around, Jack, haven't you? Just imagine the thrill of doing it with so many watching."

"Yeah, but the other people were usually fucking as well, not trying to watch every little detail live and on the screens."

"God, Jack, it's the thrill of that I'm looking forward to, even if I'm a bit frightened as well. What if they don't like my body?"

"Your body is lovely, Julie. Your breasts are divine, and your cunt is out of this world, the way your lips look like a beautiful butterfly. They'll love you, that's for sure."

"So, you do still want to fuck me, then, Jack? If so, come and feel up my tits, then eat me out, so when we get on stage, they can see my wet cunt, and my cum on your face, so they'll know it isn't just a performance."

Could you have resisted and invitation like this? I certainly couldn't, my stiff cock pressed against her belly, as I pulled her to me, we kissed, and I used my hands to massage her heavy breasts. I managed to squash my fear down, banished by the sight of her beautiful butterfly cunt when she lay back on the couch.

She took over the massaging of her tits when I pulled her towards me, and pushed my tongue between those gorgeous pink wings, into the salty, musty wetness inside her pussy. Of course, I needed to save myself for the stage, but Julie had no such constraint, and she came, pumping her spicy cum all over my face.

It was actually only just in time, because we heard Linda announce us as her son- and daughter-in-law, brother and sister, me and Julie. We were supposed to put our robes on, but given that I was stiff, and even from the front it was obvious that Julie's pussy was shiny with moisture, we decided to walk in naked.

Hell, the applause from the audience was encouraging, as my cock and Julie's tits waggled from side-to-side as we approached the stage. And what an audience it was. They were in groups of three to perhaps seven or eight, partially naked, fingers already in action. It was clear that there were a lot of mothers and sons, fathers and daughters, and in a couple of cases grandparents as well, in all shapes and sizes.

I've noticed that there seems to be a more-or-less standard script in porno films, and we saw no reason to deviate from it. After we met, kissed, and I'd run my hands over Julie's tits and ass, and she'd stroked my dick, she got down on her knees (actually on a cushion to make her high enough), and took it in her mouth.

I found I was shaking a bit to start with, still worried about being naked and fucking in front of so many strangers, but the sight of my cock disappearing into Julie's mouth as I looked down, sent my adrenalin soaring. But perhaps it was the close up of it on the big screens that really turned me on, every fleck of saliva, every wrinkle In her lips, every vein in my cock displayed in high resolution.

Then Julie laid on the bed, her legs wide. I wanted to kiss her pink flaps again, but instead I knelt beside her, and sucked her tits. She smiled as I bent over, catching on to what I was intending, giving time for everyone to experience the glories of her cunt, as she started stroking, rubbing her clit, sliding her fingers back to her hole, then holding it wide open for the cameras to capture. God, her cunt was wonderful, but when it was six-foot wide on all of the TV screens, it was unbelievable.

That was where the audience's eyes were, not on me, and I thought I could hear a sigh of disappointment as I moved down, closing of the image of Julie's open vagina, as I started to lick along her slit for the second time.

While watching a man eat out a woman's pussy was fun, I knew that I shouldn't linger with the screens split between watching my tongue, and Julie's fingers teasing her nipples, but to get to what everyone wanted to see, my cock sliding into her. I had to summon my strength not to come as soon as it went up her hole, because now I was fully pumped up with the excitement of fucking for everyone's entertainment, and the sight of me pushing her lips apart and sinking into her on the screens.

We fucked in lots of positions, making sure that the audience got to see plenty of her asshole and cunt. The way the flesh around her hole seemed to cling on as I pulled my cock out on the back stroke, sometimes pulling right out of her, and holding her cunt gaping open, sparking with cum, the inside of her vagina visible in the close-ups on the screen. Goodness knows how many times Julie actually came, because I lost count.

In between, she sometimes took my cock in her mouth again, or I licked and fingered her gash. I knew how I'd like to see her at the finale, so that was what we'd planned, with my cock in her asshole, her straddling me, reverse-cowgirl. She leaned backwards and forwards, letting the cameras zoom in on her penetrated shit hole, then pulling her cunt open, my cock visibly pushing her vaginal wall outwards each time I rammed into her.

That was what I would have wanted to see, and I found I could, even though her ass was towards me, by watching the screen. She was playing with her clit, then pulling her lips apart, fingering herself, then pulling her fingers out and licking her cum off them.

I knew we were both getting close, but I wanted to make sure we came together, with my one shot. I was watching the screen, seeing Julie's fingers pounding her clit, then her other hand came down, her fingers together, and she plunged her fist hard into her cunt. God, I felt it against my cock, and I saw on the TV's the way her hole was stretched wide, making her clit stand out even more, and I just couldn't hold it in any more.

My sperm jetted into Julie's anus, as I couldn't help but buck my hips hard, thrusting deep into her, and she screamed, her body twisting and shaking, impaled on my cock, as her climax consumed her.

She managed to calm down, then got off me, dropping white goo on my belly, captured on screen. Then she knelt on the bed in front of me, offering her ass to the camera, and she visibly strained, her asshole bulging, then she let out a series of wet farts as she pushed my spunk out of her.

I guess it must have been down to Diane's training, because Julie and I hadn't planned it, but I crawled behind her, and licked my seed out of her butt. The audience gasped, and gave a surprised cheer when they saw what I was doing on the screens. I pulled Julie round towards me, my lips covered with my own cum, and I pushed my tongue into her mouth. Then we stood up, opened our mouths, and took a series of bows to the audience, the cameras capturing the white liquid inside them. Finally, we kissed, holding each other close, the applause still continuing.

I thought that would be the end, but as we each went back to the changing room, we kept getting stopped by some of the spectators, wanting to kiss me, or suck my limp dick, taking in some of my spunk. I can't deny that I took the opportunity to feel up a few cunts myself, while Julie received similar attention on the opposite walkway.

I've fucked my sister many times since, and we've performed for an audience quite a few times now, but they say you never forget your first time, and neither of us has.
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**********​

We'd had a few more events, and Diane seemed to enjoy performing with her sister, brother and mother. I was beginning to think that the plan for me to marry Aurora as well as her, and live as an unfaithful threesome to keep her stable, was working. But then it all went wrong.

Immediately after I'd married Diane, I was backwards and forwards to Stanford, and looking back, it was either coincidence, or more likely engineered by her, so that I was away when she was on her period. Of course, I'd never had to come face to face, as it were with menstruation, until I married, and when I unwittingly fucked Diane when she was on, I really didn't like it. It was the smell, mainly, which was quite different from the normal, fragrantly spicy smile of what came out of her vagina, so even using her ass didn't solve the problem.

Well, living with her, and the rest of the family, educated me real quick. I rapidly discovered that the cycles of women living that close almost immediately get synchronised, so both my wives, their mother, and my sister were pretty much on at the same time. I asked why they didn't change the schedule of their contraceptive pills, so that either they only came on every few months, or not at all, but Linda, Diane and Aurora all said that they tried it, and they just felt bloated, as water retention was a know possible side-effect. Julie had a different reason, but I'll come back to that later.

This all meant that they could be pretty ratty when they were all on, and given that Kayla had started to work on the building security, her shift staggered with her husband, if it became too much for me, I'd often fuck her. I guess she was distant enough that she didn't get synchronised, or maybe she did use the long-cycle pill.

Diane had been irritable from the very start of this cycle, and I slept in the spare room, leaving the two sisters to their own devices. Clearly, she was in her slut personality, and she wanted to get screwed, but both me and Aaron had declined the offer. This didn't go down well at all.

"Well, if I no one wants to screw me, I'm going to get a cab into one of my favourite bars, and have a few Long Slow Comfortable Screws Against the Wall without you."

I think we all assumed, rather foolishly, that she meant the cocktail, which was certainly one of her favourites. All, perhaps, except Aurora, though, who insisted she'd join her, saying she rather fancied a Red-Headed Slut herself.

I'd seen Diane knocking back Tequila Slammers and other cocktails, so I wasn't expecting them back until late, or more likely, early next morning, so I went on to bed. It must have been several hours later, when I was woken by raised voices, and between things I couldn't make out, I heard my name being called.

"Jack! Jack, wake up! I need you, quickly."

I recognised Aurora's voice, and I tried to get my brain back in the real world as I got out of bed and dashed out into the lounge. When I got there, I saw Aurora holding up Diane, who was moaning softly, barely conscious, and clearly the worse for wear.

"God, she's slaughtered again, Au, isn't she?"

"Oh, it's much worse than that, Jack. Let's get her into the bedroom, and we'll need to try to get her under the shower if we can."

I felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my belly, wondering what on earth she'd done this time, but knowing Diane, I knew it must be bad. I managed to get Di's other arm around my shoulder, and between us, Aurora and I managed to get her to take small steps, well, more like controlled stumbles. By the time we reached the bed, though, she seemed completely out of it.

"Let's just drop her here for now, Jack. Hopefully she'll come round again, and we can get her into the bathroom and clean her up."

"What do you mean, clean her up, Au?"

"Look, Jack," Au said, flipping the hem of Diane's dress up to her waist.

Shit, her pussy and the tops of her thighs were smeared with dried blood, and I was sure that I could see traces of white slimy stuff clinging to her cuntlips.

"We went to a bar down near Long Beach. It was rough, really rough. Di had a few drinks, then she went and sat on a stool next to a fit guy, who'd been slowly putting it back since we'd arrived. She must have persuaded him to have a competition on who could down the most Tequila Slammers before they gave in..."

This sounded awfully familiar, to me. "And the prize, if he won, was that he could fuck her up against the wall outside, wasn't it?"

"How the hell did you know that, Jack? But yeah, you're right. They'd both been drinking a fair bit, and my bet was that he wouldn't be able to get it up, and she wouldn't be able to stand, the way they were going. Still, she's a crafty bitch, even when hammered, so she surrendered just in time, and she took him outside..."​