Incest/Taboo Family Paradise

By the looks of it, mom and dad had done a pretty good job of setting things up. Short of an actual Luau, it was going to be one hell of a feast. We were actually scheduled to attend a Luau in fact, sometime next week over on the main island. But for now, this was the next best thing. Dad was already starting steaks, though there'd be fresh fish as well. The girls had already set up tables with all sorts of delicately prepared side-dishes that the resort had done up for us. And though wearing a tropical print wrap similar to mine, dad's was considerably longer, making me wonder why mom had chosen much shorter ones for David and me. I didn't mind it too much however once getting it on, it was comfortable, and made me wonder briefly if this was sort of what it might have felt like wearing a Kilt. I might just as well been naked for all the support or coverage it provided me.

And yet, oddly enough, it would have felt really weird sitting down to eat with everyone being naked too. So I suppose wearing something at least seemed far more appropriate.

At dad's request, I moved some of the tables around just a little so that we'd all be able to sit down and eat together. As I finished doing that, mom came out with yet another tray of food along with some tablecloths to spread out. Almost immediately I saw what she had in mind when she said "make use of them in a sexy way." The floral print wrap she was wearing was a bright emerald green with various plants and flowers decorating it. But that wasn't what caught my eye. It was how she had chosen to wear it that did. She had secured it, tied it off so that it was worn mostly as a long dress reaching the ground. But one side was folded and tied up and over the shoulder, completely covering one breast, while fully exposing the other one. She looked sexy as hell in wearing it this way, and smiled briefly upon seeing me admiring the bold look.

"You like?"

I actually had to swallow before answering. "You look sexy as hell mom, admittedly, the one boob thing is kind of provocative." She laughed at that.

"Yeah, wearing it this way, I can show off my best tit, and tease with the other one."

"Best...tit?" I asked.

"Yeah," she giggled again now helping me as we spread out the tablecloth together. "They're not exactly the same size. This one's just a little bigger than the other one is. So this way, you really don't notice it so much."

To be honest, I'd never really noticed or found much, if any, of a difference between them. But then again, it was only recently that she'd been parading around fully naked too.

"I've never noticed a difference," I told her, hearing dad chuckle just behind me as I said that.

"That's because you probably weren't looking at them symmetrically," mom grinned, winking at me as she said that. "Though I hold you and your sister accountable for the difference. For whatever reason, you both seemed to prefer sucking on my left breast as opposed to my right one...try as I did."

"Me too!" Dad stated once again obviously listening in. "Just something about that left breast of yours," he said teasingly.

"Just be glad you men don't have to deal with something like that," mom chastised him back. "How'd you like it if you had one ball considerably larger than the other one, then you'd know how I feel."

I found myself actually standing there looking at my mother's bare breast. Seeing that I was, she easily released the still covered breast, now standing there directly in front of me. "See?"

I looked again, closely now. And yes, there was a small slight difference, but unless you actually tried looking for it, it was hardly even noticeable. "They both look good enough to me," I told her. "I think they're incredibly pretty in fact," I added to that, marveling at how firm and full they still were, hardly any real sag to them whatsoever, especially as firm and heavy as they really were. Perhaps not quite as high on her chest as Stacy, or Jessica's were. But given time, I knew that their breasts would perhaps droop even more so than mom's were.

"Thank you honey," mom said walking up to kiss me, and not on the cheek either. Kissing me on the lips. I honestly think her kiss, though still brief, lingered just a moment longer than what might have been usual. Enough at least that when we parted, her lips still seemed to pucker a bit as though still savoring the moment. But not only that, I had also felt the softness of her bare breasts pressed against my chest for that same moment. Her nipples, both now as it appeared, a bit harder, more pronounced than they had been a moment ago.

"Whew," I actually said, not realizing I'd voiced my feelings perhaps, though mom smiled almost seductively at me as she once more tucked away her breast back inside her sarong, recreating her original look.

"Go see what's keeping your brother," she told me. "See if he needs any help with his outfit."

"I think I'll see if Chris is up for doing that," I told her then. To which dad once more chuckled as he stood there turning the steaks.

"Send her in there to help...and they could end up missing dinner entirely!"

"Bradley!" Mom chortled, but then laughed as well. "Perhaps you're right...maybe I should go and see if he needs any help myself." With that, mom headed off towards David's hut, leaving me to stand there wondering about the comment dad had just made.

"How much had been going on anyway?" I wondered, "And more importantly, if it had...how much did they really know?" Somehow, I felt like we would learn a great many details this evening as the night wore on. But I was left to return to that thought later as my three gorgeous sisters finally came out at that moment, joining us.

Though the floral print patterns were basically identical in design, the colors were of course all different, as was the way the girls had chosen to wear them too. Jessica had adopted mom's idea basically, though BOTH of her breasts were bare, choosing to wear a bright red dress though it had been specifically picked out for her, with a white pattern, same as the others were. Though Stacy's was blue, and Chris's was actually a reverse of that, a white dress and black similar floral print. Jessica had worn hers as a full skirt, long to the ground, though she was completely naked from the waist up. Stacy was completely covered, but had used most of hers to wear her skirt very short, showing off a great deal of her perfectly shaped legs, though her breasts were teasingly encased in the rest of it, much like mom's one covered boob was. Chris was actually the more modest of them all, though she too had shortened her dress even more so than Stacy's was. Though I felt that my sister's perfectly formed ass really was her best feature, which she seemed to be showing off. I knew just looking at her, that her pussy was only inches away from being exposed, and no doubt would be if she were to bend over, or even in sitting down. Most of her dress was likewise covering her chest with a double fold over both shoulders, and was then tied off and secured on one side. Each in their own way did indeed look sexy as hell.

"About damn time!" Dad announced, though he too had been admiring his daughters just as I had been. We turned as one, as mom and David began making their way over towards us. David's short wrap, blue in color, where mine was black had been neatly formed and tied off along the side. It was clearly evident that his rather impressive looking tool was making an almost improper bulge just off to one side, making me feel for a brief moment, almost jealous at the obvious difference between us. Chris however, as usual, and almost as though reading my mind, leaned over whispering to me.

"Keep in mind honey...you're what I call a 'grower'. You start off small...er," she chuckled. "But...you grow considerably bigger. David pretty much stays the same size, just softer to harder is all. You've got nothing to complain about. Trust me."

Her words were both assuring, and yet once more alluded to the fact that she was a hell of a lot more aware of things that I obviously had been. And it again made me wonder, just who in this family had been doing what...to whom?

"Well, now that we're finally all here together, and while we're waiting for the steaks and fish to finish cooking, perhaps it's time we have that quick little family chat. But not before we enjoy a toast together, towards our time together here, and this fabulous vacation we've all been enjoying." Dad and mom then began pouring each one of us what proved to be a very potent tropical drink of some sort. Dad even called it a "Tropical Island, iced tea," which to me, tasted like there was a bit of just about every kind of alcohol they had available inside the bar.

It was damn fucking good too. But I knew I'd have to go slowly with one, or two of these, or I'd find myself sucking pillow, instead of anything else later, which was my hopeful intent.

Mom's "good tit" coming to mind as I actually thought that.

After our family toast, dad began his brief speech to us all. "As you all know...yesterday, after arriving here, your mom and I made a point of letting you all know what our personal intentions were. We had already decided early on, that shortly after our arrival, we planned on showing you how truly uninhibited and carefree we really are. Especially away from those of whom might frown on it the society in which we live. At least here, we can be free to express ourselves as we see fit without judgment or recrimination. We both wanted you to see that, and experience that with us, to whatever extent or level you were all equally comfortable with. And...we were right. It didn't seem to take very long, that each one of you felt as comfortable and free as we did, in our respective nudities."

I noticed upon looking around that everyone was smiling, nodding their heads in full and complete agreement with him. So far...so good.

"And then of course...your mother and I," dad said winking at mom as he spoke, "took things to another level as well. Being intimate, openly, and affectionately with one another. We didn't hopefully, embarrass or do anything that seemed too flagrant, or too obvious. But the fact that I am sure most of you knew, we were being intimate, and enjoying one another, wasn't lost on any of you as to how we now approached doing that either. We are here after all...to have fun, relax, find enjoyment in whatever ways we feel comfortable doing."

As though they'd actually rehearsed all this, it was mom who now stood, as dad...as though on queue here, turned back to the barbeque, turning the steaks and checking on the fish to ensure it was cooking properly.

"We also wanted you all to know, we're not blind to things that have been going on in this family, as much as some of you might think we have been. Early on...when your dad and I first met, and long before we even got married. We talked about it. Talked about the difficulties of trying to merge different personalities and heritages into this family, not to mention then later...including two more of our own with Brad Junior, and Stacy. Obviously as you all know and remember, these were trying times, especially with times between David and Brad that for a long time, I didn't think would ever work out. Now at least...you two are civil to one another, so that's something at least," mom said looking at the two of us, as we in turn looked at one another, nodding heads.

"Your dad and I also discussed other things. Things that I know you were never fully aware of. Things we talked about, even planned for in a way, knowing the difficulties of trying to raise a ready-made family in one home. We knew going in...there would be curiosities, obstacles. Which we tried to manage as best we could, mostly by allowing each one of you to find your own way, work through those without either one of us having to step in until it was absolutely necessary. For the most part, I think that strategy worked. You all found your way, sometimes with one another, sometimes in confidences with each other that you didn't always share with anyone else...including your dad and I. The thing is, you did. But you also discovered some intimacy too. That was again something that was expected. We knew it would happen, it was virtually inevitable that it would. We didn't know in what combinations it might, or what the outcomes of such alliances would result in. Again...for the most part, I think things took their natural normal course. And obviously...since we've been here, that seems to have held true and continued on from there as well."

Once more, mom and dad seemed to exchange roles as he now began stacking the meat on a plate, which mom then carried over towards the table.

"Much as some of you might think otherwise, your mother and I weren't blind to some of the things that have been going on between some of you throughout the years. And...which I think I can easily say, have continued on here as well yes?" He asked looking at each one of us, though grinning now as he did that.

I almost chuckled at that, seeing several looks back and forth amongst everyone...me and Chris included in that, and to some extent...Stacy and I as well, though it was David and Jessica who seemed to be exchanging most of those looks between themselves.

"Hurry up Bradley," mom said interrupting him for the first time. "Before dinner gets cold."

Dad nodded his head, continuing. "So bottom line then is this...as far as we're concerned, though you are all our children, you're also all adults. And as adults, you are free to make your own decisions, seek your own desires and goals in life, whatever they might be...and with whomever they might be with. While we're here...especially here, your mom and I wanted you all to know..."

"That we're ok with whatever you want to do with one another," mom said jumping in again, obviously trying to speed things up a little here, though she quickly took it to another extreme, perhaps in getting more directly to the point. "If you want to fuck one another, feel free to do so. Even feel free to watch us doing it if you'd like...if something like that turns you on. I know...speaking for your father and I, we've enjoyed watching some of you, given the opportunity to do so that is."

I was a little surprised at mom's vulgar use of the word fuck, as she rarely used it. Just hearing the word, though I'd certainly said it enough times myself, seemed to escalate the overall mood and tone of this little family meeting we were having. Something I think we all felt and realized, especially when Jessica immediately spoke up taking advantage of that open door perhaps.

"You mean...you and daddy have seen me...seen us?" Jessica asked jumping in as well now, looking first at David, and then at Stacy, though that one I think, had somehow been missed by dad, up until now anyway, as he now looked over at her inquisitively. Though I also noticed, mom didn't.

"Once or twice," mom grinned. "Needless to say, we never questioned you about it now did we? Nor will we now either. All we are saying is this...if you choose to do so, especially while we're here, then feel free to do so. And that holds true for the rest of you as well," she then added. "Now...come, sit down, eat. We can talk about this further during dinner if you wish to. But lets not waist any more time and ruin dinner here by letting it get cold."

As we all stood and began heading over towards the carefully prepared table full of food, Chris was the first to make yet another comment, almost stopping everyone in their tracks.

"Daddy, you didn't say we were also having Polish sausage," she said looking serious. Though he looked at the barbeque for a moment as though half expecting to see some there, and then back towards her again, looking confused. "Either that...or a snake crawled up inside your wrap," she grinned, now pointing out the obvious. Dad's dick had risen just a bit, tenting out the front of it as he actually blushed, the rest of us looking, and then laughing a little at Chris's not too subtle awareness of dad's obvious arousal. She then looked at mom however, raising the question that I myself had been wondering about, and almost too afraid to actually ask.

"So does this mean if I wanted to, it would be ok for me to reach out and fondle dad's sausage if I wanted to?" She dared to ask mom.

Mom and dad glanced at one another, smiles on their faces. "This too is something we discussed, though we decided long before now, and agreed to again last night...it would be perfectly ok with us as well, as long as that none of you felt pressured, or obligated to do anything like that. We felt...as long as it was your desire, and not just our own, we'd leave something like that up to each one of you. But...since you raised the question, and asked it...let me say this. "It's up to you to let us know if that's something you want to do or experience. Neither your father nor I will approach any of you. So...that being said, let's eat, and let the rest of the evening more or less take care of itself. Everyone ok with that?"

I sat down next to mom, reached out, fondling her "covered" breast. "I think I need to make amends to this one," I said smiling at her. "If you'd let me," I then added to that.

"I'd like that. In fact...I'd enjoy that very, very much," she said similarly reaching over, her hand on my upper thigh briefly, and then quickly, far too quickly in fact, giving my now rock hard cock a gentle, affectionate squeeze through my wrap. I knew then, most likely before the night was over, I wouldn't be wearing it. Nor did I also have any doubt, most everyone else wouldn't be wearing their outfits any more either.

Not only was the dinner we were having together spectacular, but so was the mood and atmosphere now that everything had been literally and figuratively speaking...laid out on the table. Most everyone was laughing, even flirting with one another. The jokes getting more and more decadent, even some of the stories people began sharing, and then asking one another about.

"So mother...how many times did you and daddy catch David and I together anyway?" Jessica curiously asked.

"A few times...twice for me at least, and I know for sure once with daddy," she answered. Though she also turned towards Stacy too. And once with you too honey," she smiled. "Though that time was with that girl-friend of yours, Dianna I believe? The girl you were sort of seeing for a while?"

Stacy seemed obviously surprised at that one. "You did? I mean, when...how, where were you?"

"One night when she'd come over for a sleep over as I remember. The two of you were down in the living room, sleeping together in sleeping bags? Remember that?" Obviously by the look on her face, she now did, though still somewhat bewildered by it. "Your daddy and I even fucked...watching you two, at the top of the stairs, though you never saw us of course. Somehow, we managed to keep quiet. I don't mind saying though...seeing you honey, was pretty erotic. I'm not sure how many girls you had actually been with by then, but it was certainly obvious, to me at least, that you knew what the hell you were doing, and that you obviously enjoyed doing it."

Stacy was blushing profusely now, especially glancing about at everyone else who sat looking...and yet smiling affectionately at her. Though she quickly turned the tables on mom at that point too. "So...have you ever been with another woman before mom?" She asked pointedly. And though mom hesitated for a moment, she quickly answered.

"Not really...no. I sort of experimented curiously when I was a lot younger yes. But I've yet to actually do much of anything with another woman. Not that I wouldn't, given the chance perhaps. But it just never really presented itself. No one I know at least would be into that. Not amongst the friends or people your dad and I know..."

"With the exception of Colleen," dad interjected. "More than once, she's hinted at that very possibility," he stated again.

"Well...with her maybe yes. But I'm not too fond of George, her husband, and you know damn well Bradley, one wouldn't come without the other."

"Literally speaking," he said causing everyone to laugh.

"Yes well, aside from Colleen..." mom said furrowing her eyebrows at dad, "aside from the little I did do when I was younger, I've never actually experienced being with another woman...no."

"So...you're saying you would then? Given the opportunity?" Jessica now asked furthering the interest in the question Stacy had posed.

Mom looked at her then. "Why? You offering?" Mom asked her back, just as pointedly now waiting on her response, almost longingly by the look in her eyes.

Jessica looked at Stacy. Stacy looked at Chris, Chris then looked at the two of them, and back at mom again.

"We are...if you're interested in finding out what that's like," Chris finished full circle here.

"Holy fucking shit!" David said, who had oddly enough been the most quiet and reserved all evening. Taking everything in of course, speaking rarely and only occasionally, certainly not boldly or vocally up until now. He happened to be standing at the moment too, having gone back over to the buffet table to load up his plate again, standing there dishing up, listening in, having heard this unexpected discussion taking place, and then blurting out the way that he had.

"Speaking of sausages," mom stated. We all sat looking towards David, each passing second now that we did, his wrap stretched in a certain specific place, causing him a great deal of discomfort by the looks of it. So much so, he actually put his plate down, looking at us, and then at himself again.

"Fuck this," he said, suddenly undoing the knot on the side, removing it. In seconds, his magnificent cock sprang free, sticking proud and straight out from his groin. I was actually smiling just a little. Chris had been right. He was a soft to hard kind of guy, where I was indeed a little too big one. Though his prick was indeed hard and stiff, it wasn't much bigger than mine was, once I too was hard. It had actually looked a lot bigger than it really was, maybe due to the light and shadows the way I had seen it. Regardless of that however, David had more or less just paved the way here for everyone else to begin doing the same.

"Here we go!" Dad said...emulating a recent commercial, which caused everyone at that point to burst out laughing.

Taking the time to digest our food a little, dad poured everyone another round of those stiff drinks, though at least by now, having food in my stomach would help. As dad walked over handing mom one, she surprised everyone, reaching up, undoing the makeshift belt on dad's wrap, pulling it away. Revealing when she did, his semi-rigid cock, which was the first time I had actually sat there looking at it. But then she surprised everyone even more, including dad as she playfully stroked it, coaxing it into hardness.

"Better...much, much better honey," she told him. "See girls? Like I said earlier, daddy has absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. And now you see why he manages to keep a smile on this old girls face."

"You're not old mother," I commented seeing her smile at the compliment. "Damn sexy in fact," I added to that, seeing her smile even more now.

Admittedly, dad had a nice looking dick, not quite as big as David's was perhaps, and maybe even mine...but it was certainly thick, and considerably hard as mom actually slapped it, making it spring downwards, and then up again, slapping against his belly. It was actually pretty hot and erotic, seeing her sitting there playing with him the way she was, right there in front of us. Her total lack of inhibitions at this point seemingly having an effect on everyone.

"Fuck mom...you could hang laundry on that!" Chris quipped, and then removed her wrap, actually piling it on dad's prick, which then Jessica did as well, followed by Stacy as she likewise removed hers. In moments, dad stood...his prick easily supporting the admittedly lightweight garments they'd all draped over him. But more importantly now...everyone except for mom was naked. I had removed my own wrap shortly after David had, proving my point in a sense, that I too had nothing to be ashamed of.

"Well...suddenly, I seem to be a bit overdressed here," mom said, and then simply seemed to shimmy out of her own gown as it fell down around her feet. Once more, our family stood together entirely naked, and obviously aroused in front of one another, with no awkward looks or hesitations as hands suddenly seemed to reach out here and there all at once. Chris once again seemingly leading the way here by her actions, dropping down to her knees in front of dad, one last time glancing upwards towards mom before doing anything. "Be my guest," mom answered the unasked question. "Your dads been fantasizing about that for years!"

I am willing to admit. Though I hadn't really given it much thought before now either, but seeing my very dear sweet sister, suddenly down on her knees, in front of dad, as she held his very hard cock in her hand, and then licking, sucking it. Was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen. My own cock was now aching for similar attention, though I was even more anxious to explore a few of my own hidden fantasies and thoughts with mom. I could see that was going to have to wait for a bit however, as Stacy and Jessica both led mom over to the table, which they had quickly cleared away. Now laying her down on it, I watched as the girls first began paying homage to mom's breasts, something I was envious and jealous of for a moment, though I was soon content, just as David now was, to stand there and watch this. We actually did find ourselves standing side by side, each of us no longer concerned, or even inhibited about standing there together like this, hard cocks sticking straight out in front of us.

"Who'd have thought?" he simply stated as we stood there looking on, watching Jessica as she nursed mom's right breast, and as Stacy once more seemed to take to the left one. I snickered at that quietly, looking forward to sometime soon...doing the very same thing myself.

Not to be left out however, and somewhat content for the moment anyway, dad nodded in mom's direction at what the other two girls were doing. Almost reluctantly, Chris removed dad's cock from her mouth, leaving it with a long drool-drip clinging to it as she did so. Even that looked decadent as all get out as dad sashayed over to where David and I were standing. Soon after joining us, his sliver of mixed pre-cum and saliva, only then separating and landing down near his feet as we all stood there watching it.

"Plenty more where that came from," he proudly announced. "Though mom tells me...you're quite the load shooter Brad," dad grinned.

The girls were still nursing and sucking on mom's tits, mom's hands having now come up, cradling and cupping the two of them against her warmly, and affectionately. Chris just then reaching the three of them, and then moving up between moms legs, carefully bending them at the knee, even spreading her some as the three of us sort of side-stepped over just a little for a much better view of this.

"She did huh?" I answered, remembering...as mom had been the only other one besides Stacy to actually ever see me squirt. Chris too had caught me jerking off once, but never saw me actually come like Stacy and mom both had. And I remembered that, that particular instance had probably been the basis and foundation for some of my early on, masturbatory fantasies about mom after that. I remembered it as though it had happened yesterday.

"She actually saw you squirt?" David pressed.

"Yeah, she did," I found myself answering back, actually reliving the moment, relishing it, though seeing Chris as she bent forward now, actually starting to run her tongue up and down mom's juicy looking split was making me even hornier as I recalled that special moment in time, for both David and dad.

"Tell it Brad," Dad said urging me to do so, though I had every intention of doing just that. "Mom certainly told me the story more than once," Dad said to me, telling me in the instant that obviously it had had more of an impact on mom too than I knew at the time...or even now.

"That was the week that dad was away on business, I was still looking for a part time job, something to get by on while attending the local college nearby. Needless to say, I was at home...everyone else was supposedly out, leaving me home alone as it were. Mom had gone out shopping, with Colleen in fact now as I think about it. But anyway, for whatever reason, mom came home early, a lot earlier than was expected. I didn't even hear her come home, though at the time, I was pretty well into myself at that moment. But worse, I was doing it in a place I probably shouldn't have been doing it either..."

"Where?" David asked, though our eyes all currently remained glued on the four women who were quite obviously enjoying themselves. I laughed though, interrupted for the moment when even mom spoke up, though she spoke in clipped, panting words as she did.

"Don't...leave...anything...out...either!" she spoke, the lustfulness in her tone of voice readily apparent. "It was very...hot," she added to that with a very deep moan, as Chris suddenly seemed to draw mom's hard little clit even more deeply into her mouth, sucking it.

"I was in her bedroom," I began again, surprised mom was still listening, once more obviously enjoying this moment, which seemed to be adding to the pleasure her daughters where bringing her. Which pleased me some as I continued on, now anxious if anything, to completely tell the story, and not leave out any details as I may have done a few moments ago. This was for her now...more than anyone, and I could have cared less what any of them might have thought upon hearing it. "Where I obviously had no real business being. But the thing was...I was horny, obviously...and unbeknownst to anyone at the time, I'd gone into mom's room with a purpose. I had rummaged through her dirty clothes hamper, found what I had hoped to find...which was a pair of her soiled panties. Admittedly, I was in a very dirty...horny mood. And as such, I wanted something dirty to use while I pleasured myself. So I rummaged around until I found a pair of mom's panties, which I was currently using to stroke myself off with.

There... in her bathroom. Needless to say, I hadn't heard her, though in defense of that, when she saw me standing there, and realized what I was doing...she didn't say anything either, and continued watching me. I was right on the verge, hovering on the edge. Already the sensation of my balls getting ready to release when I felt...more than anything, an awareness of someone there behind me. I turned, still stroking my dick with mom's panties of course, and there she was, standing in the doorway of the bathroom, watching me. But even more than that, she had her hand down the front of her pants at the time. I didn't see anything obviously, but it was evident she too was now fingering herself. That was all it took, that triggered it. I couldn't have stopped it then if I had tried to. Suddenly I was squirting...spurting, my semen literally shooting out towards her. As though in slow motion, I watched it hitting her, I watched it as it soaked the front of the white blouse she was wearing..."

Mom's moans were deeper now, throaty as she began to pant, still listening. I walked over closer towards her, now stroking my dick, telling the story...dad and David both soon joining me as we all gathered around now, David too stroking, as was dad...all three of us uninhibitedly playing with ourselves in front of everyone, mom looking up now...seeing us, her "cum-face" already starting to make an appearance. Even Jessica and Stacy had quit sucking her breasts, though still holding them, kneading them, pinching mom's nipples. Only Chris continued on, still chewing and gently sucking on mom's hard precious clit.

"I couldn't believe the volume...bigger than any I had ever had before. Squirt after squirt continued to erupt from my prick. Mom still standing there, still fingering herself, watching me...watching my dick as I emptied myself all over the front of her. And me...using her very own panties to be doing it with! Mom came...just as I managed to milk out the very last half decent discharge against her, and then came over to me, hugging me...kissing me on the lips. I could feel the wet sticky mess now clinging to the two of us, my spent cock digging into her tummy. It was one of the best orgasms of my entire life!"

Mom cried out then in extreme ecstasy. Her orgasm just then claiming her, washing over her. And as she did that...I looked down, not at all surprised to see the cum once more leaping from the end of my dick. I saw it soar over my sister's head, splashing against my mother's stomach and breasts, and then as Chris finally did raise up a little, more than one spurt actually catching Chris in the back of the head.

But I wasn't the only one.

No sooner had I finished tossing off my load, I saw another racing by me, and like my own, this one likewise splashing against mom too, lower down this time, nailing her upper thigh, though Chris had turned at this point, immediately opening her mouth, dad's third and forth jettison of cream suddenly being claimed there. David joining us...Dad still squirting, me now milking...dripping out what was left, which I now smeared against mom's still lovely, still somewhat neglected imperfect breast, as David stepped up to the plate and proceeded to drench both of mom's breasts in his own joyous, over abundance of cum-cream, nearly as voluminous as my own.

No one spoke for several moments after that. Only the sound of excited breathing filling the air.

Finally dad did. "Well, I don't mind telling everyone, especially now. Up until mom told me about what happened, I had never once entertained the idea of doing that myself. I am now proud to say however, since then...I've done so several times. And I have enjoyed jerking myself off, with each and every one of the girls...dirty, soiled...cum filled panties!"

"Daddy! You dirty...dirty old man you!" Jessica grinned, and then promptly came over and began licking his spent dick clean.

David stumbled back against the table sitting down. "Well damn...obviously, I've been missing out!" He said, as everyone laughed.

"I think I've got a pair here with me you can use if you'd like to find out," Chris informed him. "Or I'd be happy to do it for you if you'd like me to," she then added to that. David sat, smiling nodding his head, already his cock seemed to bounce just a little rather than just laying there looking like a dead snake. Mom finally strong enough to roll off the table then, still looking quite the sight.

"Well...that was a nice way to begin the evening," mom stated finally sitting up, cum dripping and running everywhere it seemed as she did that. "In the meantime...I think we all need another drink...and then I believe, it's someone else's turn here on the table. Though by the looks of it...I'd say your father won't take too long to get ready again. Not with the way Jessica's sucking his cock!"

She was right too. And obviously my sister was enjoying every minute of it as she knelt there in front of him, doing that.

We did take a bit of a breather then though, freshening drinks, though I opted for a glass of wine instead of another one of those almost too stiff tropical drinks mom had made. My head was swimming enough as it was from all the excitement, not to mention the recent incredible spending I'd just enjoyed.

"So...I'm curious mom," Stacy now asked as we sat still trying to collect ourselves, though Jessica continued to sit next to dad at the table, still fondling and toying with his now once again hard cock.

"Yes dear?" Mom replied.

"After you caught Brad jerking off in your panties, and especially as he basically saw you masturbating too in a way...while you did that. Nothing else ever happened then after that?"

"Surprisingly no...it didn't. I think we were both too shocked afterwards in realizing that we'd actually enjoyed it. Brad was indeed a bit embarrassed at first, hardly even looking me in the eye after that for the first couple of days. But it was then that your father came up with the perfect solution, that seemed to settle everything, though again...nothing else ever happened between us."

"And what was that?"

I spoke up, answering that question myself. "Two days later, I came into my room, saw that mom had tucked a pair of her recently worn panties just under my pillow. I knew then that what had happened, was perfectly all right, and that mom didn't have any problems, concerns or worries with regards to my having done that. Periodically after that, I'd find another pair waiting for me. So it became a bit of an intimate little game between us. I'd use her panties to jerk off into, and then return them soon after back to her room."

"Where I on the other hand, would then take them, after Brad had cum in them, and use them on myself to masturbate with," mom stated once more surprising everyone with this intimate little revelation we'd just shared. Though dad obviously, knew all about it. Something that up until now, I hadn't known.

"And here I thought we were bad!" Jessica spoke obviously surprised upon hearing this, as she looked towards David.

"You were bad...and it was fun watching you," dad said in response to that. "You have no idea the number of times I had wanted to tell you that, approach you. But as your mother and I long ago agreed, that unless you approached us first...we never would. Until now anyway."

"Come on then...dad," Jessica said wickedly, pulling him by the cock towards the table. "I think it's about time you and I indulged ourselves then...don't you?" She then turned towards her sisters as dad climbed up onto the table. "Come on girls...come join us. Only fair after the attention we all gave mom, that we do the same for daddy too don't you think?" Only Stacy hesitated, not because she wasn't interested, or aroused...but she seemed nervous as to what might now be asked or expected of her. Once again mom came to her rescue however, speaking up.

"Stacy's still a virgin," mom said..."In the technical sense anyway," she added to that. "I'm not sure she's ready to go much beyond what she already has, so let's not place her in a position of doing anything more than that. Why don't you ride your father's prick Jess...since that was the original intent anyway, and let your other sister's do whatever it is they're comfortable in doing."

Jessica now straddled dad in a reverse cowgirl position, with his legs dangling over the edge of the table. Seeing that, Stacy made the quick choice to stand between him there, her intent and desire obvious as she waited briefly for her sister to slide down over our father's cock...fucking him, before leaning inwards. She was soon licking, teasing and mouthing the two of them while they fucked. Chris quickly seized the moment, climbing up onto dad's face, facing the other way, back to back now with Jessica. Here she presented dad with her wet juicy split, which he immediately began tonguing and licking.

"Well now...I guess that leaves the three of us doesn't it?" Mom stated. "Come here boys," she said suggestively. "Let mommy have some fun with the two of you."

At first unsure as to what she had in mind, and though no longer squeamish, or being at odds with David, I couldn't help wondering what she was up to. It didn't take long to find out. Having us stand there together on either side of her as she sat on the bench seat of the buffet table. She quickly reached out, taking us both in hand, and then drew us together, forcing us to step even closer to her, and one another. David and I for the very first time ever, now stood cock-tip to cock-tip, mom's mouth surrounding us both to some extent, as she began licking and sucking the two of us simultaneously. It felt heavenly, and surprisingly enough, looked erotic as hell too...watching mom's tongue snaking out, licking the two of us, seeing it circling our respective cock heads as her tongue danced and flicked our pricks. The feel of mom's mouth on me, and I am sure as David felt it too, sent a cascade of goose bumps up and down my spine. I reached down, finding one of mom's breasts, pleased that it was her "so-called" neglected one, and began toying with it. David too soon did the same, the two of us now fondling mom's tits while she continued to mouth, suck and lick us together, even teasing us, in a weird sort of way, as she periodically rubbed the head of our dicks back and forth against one another, amusing herself.

I don't think either one of us minded her doing that however, as it was her hands wrapped around us, doing all the teasing and toying, though she now began taking turns with each of us, more fully sucking and exploring us individually with her mouth.

It was also very nice, having mom doing that, while standing there looking over towards dad and the girls. Jessica was obviously enjoying herself, riding dad's dick, slowly working herself up and down, while Stacy in turn, took turns...though it was hard to see much from my vantage point, licking the two of them. Chris however was contentedly riding dad's face, his hand up, cupping and playing with her cute perky breasts. It was easy to see his fingers as they held, pinched and pulled on my sister's hard nipples, something I now knew she took a great deal of delight in, while having them played with in this way.

"Oh god daddy...I need to warn you," she said suddenly, her face already starting to screw up in a pleasured grimace. "I tend to get...very liquid down there whenever anyone eats me like this," she said pleasurably. To which dad merely grunted, still licking, if not even more so now upon hearing her say that.

Even mom looked up having heard that, though she maintained the two of us within her hands, still stroking our cocks, even rubbing them against one another again. "Like mother, like daughter," mom said. "I tend to do that as well whenever I'm having my pussy eaten too," she told us.

Only seconds after that, poor dad was drowning in a flood of cascading pussy juice as he fought to drink it all, lapping away at my sister's cunt, Chris crying out into the night as her orgasm claimed her. Jessica too seemed to suddenly hit hers as well only moments after that. Perhaps the effect of hearing Chris juice, her cry of ecstasy, the gurgling climax as dad drank from his daughter's pussy. Though I am sure it helped a lot that Stacy was at that very moment, sucking on Jessica's clit for all she was worth too.

"Fill me daddy...fill me!" Jessica called out now in the throes of her own climax. Though the way dad suddenly rose up, almost lifting Jessica off the table completely, it appeared as though he was at that very moment...doing just that. Pouring his own seed deep into the depths of my half-sister's womb.

"Oh man...fuck...mom!" David's clipped words announced. Turning just then as mom gathered him fully into her mouth again, stroking his cock, yet somehow still holding onto my own as she took him. I saw her cheeks suddenly expand, saw David go weak in the knees for a moment as he began spurting off into mom's mouth. Somehow she stayed with it though, swallowing, sucking...draining my brother's balls until once more he stepped back, collapsing down on the bench seat sitting next to her. She then turned towards me, eyes smiling, her mouth still full of cum as she finished swallowing, and then licking her lips.

"Hmm, yummy. But now I'm thirsty for a lot more...whenever you're ready baby. Mommy wants your cream!"

As mom cupped and held my balls, caressing them, she soon went back to sucking the head of my dick, paying particular attention to it, though gently stroking me at the same time. It wasn't long after that I felt the surge as it began to make its way up my shaft, just when I glanced over and saw Stacy now standing beside me looking on. I reached out, cupping my sister's breast, she smiled, drew closer to me, and then reached down replacing mom's hand with her own...jacking me. The moment she did that, I came...massively, spurting off into mom's mouth as she sucked, trying desperately to swallow the deluge of semen I began pouring forth. Unsuccessfully however, as a great deal of it soon appeared at the corners of her mouth and dripped down obscenely, onto her breasts.

I thought it looked cool though...seeing that. Especially when moments later, Stacy leaned over and gently began cleaning mom's breasts off with her mouth.

We were all pretty well drained, exhausted...spent. Slowly drifting off to our own bungalows for some much needed sleep. The fact that we hadn't done much more than we had, or even with others, held promise for the days ahead. We'd been on the island for a little over two full days now...and considering everything that had happened already, I knew now we had barely scratched the surface of what lay ahead.

I was just drifting off to sleep when I suddenly felt Stacy slipping into bed next to me, snuggling up behind me, spooning me instead of me spooning her. It felt nice...comfortable, perfect. Though even as she did that, I realized that she hadn't really gotten off, though certainly helping in the efforts to see to it everyone else did. I was about to offer, and suggest doing that for her myself when she spoke in a sleepy tone of voice.

"Eat me up in the morning," she said already sounding like she was drifting off to sleep as she said it.

"What?"

"Don't wake me up...eat me up," she sighed happily, pressing herself even more firmly against me from behind as I then heard the soft gentle sounds of her breathing steady out with contented sleep.

I was already looking forward to the sunrise.​