Incest/Taboo Keep It in the Family

"No, why don't we go further. Why don't we tell all of the subscribers that I'm off the pill, then film as many of my relations fucking me as we can get, and tell everyone that it will be pot luck who actually gets to impregnate me?"

"JADE!" Tony yelled, looking shocked, as she dropped a megaton bomb on him this time.

"No, Tony. Don't worry, we'll make sure that I don't come off the pill until everyone else has fucked me. The baby will be yours, ours. We'll just record the others first. I know it will be a lie, but the subscribers won't know, and anyway, as long as it's a close relation that bangs me up, they aren't going to care which one, are they?"

We spent the rest of the evening planning what we would do. We decided to offer a complete set of everything, except, God forbid, if anything went wrong with the pregnancy, when we'd promise a refund, or sell individual items at a higher price.

The next few days were a blur of activity. Firstly I had to book the series of male members to fuck Jade on camera. Jade was just coming up for her next period, along with me and my sister, of course, and we wanted to get them in before her following period, so she could stop taking the pill then. The next challenge was to book Jade and Tony's marriage as soon as we could, preferably before her first ovulation after stopping the pill, because Chrissy didn't want her daughter to be pregnant when she walked down the aisle, and I agreed. For sure, lots of people would do the calculation when she gave birth, but at least we needed it to be in the realms of the possible.

At least we had one bit of helpful news, even though it was in many ways a disappointment. That was that the family event was postponed. Apparently it was going to be in some private community owned by the family in the north of Montana, but the snow had come early, and the forecast was bad. The decision was to transfer it to the Caribbean island it turned out the family also owned.

This normally ran as one of those hedonistic holiday resorts where people go to fuck strangers, or practise their exhibitionism, and creating a slot meant that the event wasn't going to happen until February. Being naked on a small island at that time of year sounded wonderful, though, let alone the sex that we knew was coming our way.

I thought we'd managed to get the schedule down tight, both for the filming and the wedding. I was looking forward to a quiet weekend. Chrissy was going off to watch her sons playing in their first game for their college football team, my daughters were staying over with some friends, so it was just going to be me and Charlie at home, with Jade and Tony moving into the house next door. It was the couple of days before Jade and I came on, and I was looking forward to fucking my husband the way we used to, as Jade and Tony would probably be busy sorting out their new home. On the Friday night, Charlie took me out for dinner to Donahue's, on our own.

"Oh, hi, Charlie. Here with your wife tonight? I hope neither of you keep dropping things under the table like the last time you were here with ... what was her name?" the waitress said as she greeted us and showed us to one of the secluded corner booths.

"So, Charlie, you came here with your secretary, did you? And what was all that about dropping things under the table, as if I don't know? I bet you were eating her cunt under there, weren't you? Or she was give you a blow job, didn't she?"

"Hmm. Both, actually, Susan," my husband replied, managing to look both sheepish, and as if he was enjoying the memory all at the same time.

"You fucking cheating bastard, Charlie! Don't think I'm going to do that tonight, though."

I realised as I said it that maybe I was being just a little bit unfair. The last time I had come here with a man on my own, was with my older son, Michael, after he'd blackmailed me. Although neither of us had actually gone below the table, he had played with me until I came, and I had jerked him off, finishing only just before the pastor came by.

Still, I had left my panties off, just in case, so I did let my husband finger me, his hand hidden under the table, and as a consequence, I was as randy as a jack rabbit, and ready for my husband to give me a good screwing as soon as we got home.

However, things didn't work out that way, as it turned out we still had one more bombshell to come. When I walked into the lounge, already pulling my dress up to take it off, something caught my eye, and I dropped it back down quickly. Just as well, because sat on one of the couches was Michael, the very son I'd been thinking about earlier, with a stunning looking woman sat next to him.

My guess was that she must be two or three years older than my son. She was dressed casual, in a stretched top, which disappointingly showed the presence of a bra underneath, and a short, pleated skirt. It wasn't her clothes that made the impression, though, it was her face, and especially her fiery red hair, which reminded me of a cross between Shirley Manson and Emma Stone. However, she had a few freckles on her cheeks, her eyes were the green of the Emerald Isle itself, and her body looked more like an athlete than a film start.

"Oh, hi Mom, Dad. Um ... this is Laura ... and if Tony's going to get married, I want to as well," Michael said, sounding unusually nervous.

"Hi, Laura. Welcome. Tell us a bit more about yourself. Please, just call us Susan and Charlie ... but ... um ... Michael ... um ... did you explain about ... um ... the family ...?" I replied, as it suddenly hit me that the family secret was going to have to be dealt with.

It was all very well Tony marrying Jade, because they were both family already, so they understood, no, embraced the 'curse of the Lewis's'. But shit, the thought of having to explain to someone I'd never met before that, if she became a family member, she'd be expected to let everyone in the family fuck her, that was scary.

Michael explained that Laura was indeed Irish, which her colouration immediately had led me to assume. She was a physiotherapist, and he'd met her through his sporting activity, or at least the consequences of it on his body, and they'd both been offered jobs the next season for the local professional baseball team.

"And what about the ... you know ...?" I asked quietly, as if somehow the girl next to him wouldn't hear.

"I've told Laura all about it. She's a submissive, so it will suit you fine, won't it, Laura?"

"Yes, Master," she replied, looking at him, her face a picture of devotion and obedience.

I remembered how Michael had made me call him 'Master' in the days after he'd blackmailed me into letting him fuck me, so I shouldn't really have been surprised that this was the relationship they had as well. I'd found that while I enjoyed acting like a submissive, and still do, actually, I also like to do a bit of domination myself, but maybe Laura was a true submissive.

"Really? Well, I think we should check it out, Charlie, don't you? I assume that Michael has told you how he blackmailed me, and the first thing he made me do was to strip naked in front of him? Yes? So, then Laura, why don't you take those clothes off, and let us see if the rest of your body looks as beautiful as your face?"

Not even a flash of fear or concern crossed her face, but she just stood up in front of us, as Charlie and I sat down to watch.

"Yes, Mistress Susan. My Master also explained how ramming his baseball bat up your cunt always improved his batting, but I'm ashamed that doing the same to me didn't seem to work."

Fuck, the image of this gorgeous redhead, with Michael's bat hanging out of her cunt really got to me. I could feel that familiar tingling start up between my legs again, and from the bulge in Charlie's pants, the image had got to him as well.

Laura crossed her arms, and pulled her top up over her head in one smooth movement, and she threw it over on to the chair, then paused for us to take in what was revealed. Her arms looked muscular, yet still somehow feminine, and her shoulders and upper chest were covered with a fine sprinkling of freckles, which just seemed to highlight the paleness of her skin.

It was her tits, though, that looked to be the magnificent highlights, even though they were still encased in a lacy white bra, though only just, mainly because it was sufficiently transparent to let us see a pair of large areolas, which seemed to be almost the same flame-red of her hair. They looked big, bigger than mine at least, but yet the bra itself didn't seem to be sagging under their weight at all. I must have been carried away dreaming about them, and it was only Laura's voice that took me back to reality.

"Shall I remove my bra or my skirt next, Mistress Susan?"

Shit, the answer my cunt was telling me was both, and her panties as well, as fast as possible, assuming she was wearing any.

"Your bra next, Laura," I replied, reasoning that in then taking off her skirt, I'd get a good look at her tits swinging around as she bent over.

It was a good choice. Her tits were every bit as magnificent as I had imagined. Large, but firm, and with those beautiful areolas standing out so vividly, as the freckles faded to nothing as over her breasts themselves.

"Roll you nipples between your fingers. Make them stiff for us, slave."

Charlie had obviously decided to get in on the act, but I could only support this order. Laura licked her fingers and thumbs, then pinched, stretched and rolled her nipples between them, until they projected forwards, long and stiff, from her now tightly crinkled areolas, glistening from her saliva as she took her hands away.

"Look at my face, and take off your skirt, then let your tits swing, slave," I added, determined to watch her gorgeous breasts swaying in front of me, when I knew I'd want to swallow her nipples in my mouth, then suck on them hard, even more than I did already.

"Yes, Mistress Susan."

Laura slowly undid the zip at the side of her skirt, then, swaying her body from side to side, she slowly let it drop down to the floor. As it went, I got a glimpse of a lacy white thong, and a shock of red hair underneath it, but then she bent right over, and my view was blocked by her tits, which she jiggled and swayed from side to side. Maybe I'd have been better to have left her upright, so I could imagine what was underneath that white thong, but still, her tits were magnificent, and the sight of them was sending my cunt buzzing.

"Do you like my tits, Mistress Susan?"

Oh, did I ever? I loved them so much that I just had to reach down to touch my cunt properly, and start playing with my clit. I pulled my dress up to my waist and opened my legs as wide as they would go, hooking them up over the arms of the chair. My fingers pushed my lips open and found my clit, sending a bolt of lightening shoot up through my body. When I looked across at Charlie, I could see he had taken his cock out of his pants, and was stroking it gently, enjoying the sight of this new woman in front of him, but I knew that, like me, he wouldn't be satisfied with just her tits. Cheating bastard he might be, but we both loved looking at naked women these days.

"Your tits are great, Laura, but turn around and take that thong off."

"Yes, Master Charlie."

Laura straightened up, then turned around so that her ass was towards us, then slowly, oh so slowly started working the thong down over her butt cheeks. I was sure I could see a damp stain on it as it came down. I quickly flicked my eyes towards my son, trying not to miss out on anything Laura was revealing. Like my husband, he had his cock out and was stroking it, but he seemed to be looking more at me than his girlfriend.

Well, I had to reward him for that, didn't I? I smiled at him, moving my fingers down inside my cunt, then pulling myself wide open. I knew he could now see the whole exposed length of my slit, and up into my vagina through my stretched hole. He smiled back, and I hoped that this would remind him that even when he was married, I'd expect him to come back and fuck his dear old mother. When my eyes went back to Laura, the thong was around her ankles.

"Would you like to see my open cunt, Mistress Susan?" Laura asked, again either acknowledging me as dominant over my husband, or maybe just assuming, quite rightly, that Charlie, like any red-blooded male would want to look at her open hole.

I hardly needed to answer, did I? She bent right over, showing just how supple and muscular she was. I could see a tuft of fiery red hair at the front of her slit, which seemed to blend into the darker, but unusually orange-brown colour of her prominent labia. The whole length of her cunt was glistening with moisture, and I swear I could detect the wonderful spiciness of her scent even right across the room.

When I looked more closely, I thought I could see a glob of something whiter than a woman's cum normally is, between her lips. I looked over at my son and saw him smiling as he jerked his cock as I looked at him, and I knew my suspicion was correct.

"Yes, Laura, open yourself up as wide as you can," Charlie said, getting in before me, "and make sure I get a good look at your asshole."

I should have known that Charlie would have been at least as interested in her ass as her pussy, because at twenty-five or six, she was already past the age my husband preferred, and only her asshole was likely to be as tight as he liked his cunts to be. Laura bent over further, then pulled her butt cheeks apart, so that we could see the tight wrinkles of her anus, which was in the same lovely orange-red as her cuntlips. Then she used her fingers to open the folds of her labia, letting us see right inside her cunt.

Shit, it was gorgeous. It quickly went from the orange-brown of her lips to the delightful colour of smoked salmon along her slit, which I bet it would taste as good as it looked. Her clitoral hood was large, the darkest area of her labia, and behind it her large clitoris stood erect and pale, while around the opening of her vagina the colour transitioned to the vivid pink most women have inside. Now she was open, though, I could clearly see enough white stickiness around her hole to be certain that my son must have fucked her recently, and they'd deliberately left enough inside her for his father and mother to see.

Her cunt was so delicious that I couldn't resist putting my other hand down to mine, and start rubbing around my clit, while I held myself open with the other. I saw that Laura was looking at me and my husband from between her legs, so I made sure that I kept my own cunt wide open for her to see, and just as importantly, to know that her boyfriend, my son was looking into his mother's vagina.

"Well, Mistress Susan, have I passed the test? Will you let me marry Michael, and be part of the family now? Both you and Master Charlie seem to be enjoying looking inside my cunt."

"Yes, but looking isn't enough, Laura. If you are going to be one of the family, you have to accept that anyone else in the family can fuck you, anywhere, any when, and in front of others in the family. And that you'll have to watch your husband fuck others in front of you. So just to make sure, I want you to watch your future husband fuck his mother, and for you to let your future father-in-law fuck you in front of him."

As I spoke, I pulled my dress over my head, leaving me naked, but I immediately put my hands back down to my cunt, and pulled my hole open again, ready for my son to penetrate me with his cock. He lost his T-shirt and shorts in the blink of an eye, came over to me and drove his cock hard into my open vagina.

"Fuck, Mom, I love you, and that you're still the slut I made you, aren't you? I should warn you, though, Dad, that Laura still has my spunk in her from when I fucked her earlier."

Given that my husband and my son had fucked my cunt, and come in me at the same time, this wasn't going to worry Charlie, quite the opposite, so I assumed it was said more for Laura's benefit.

"It won't be the first cunt I've fucked after you, will it son? Come here, Laura, and lean over the table so I can fuck you from behind."

Laura stood up and walked over towards the table, but first she stood next to where my son was ramming in and out of me, deliberately showing me the full nakedness of her front for the first time. It certainly wasn't any less exciting and attractive as her back, the trimmed, but full fiery-red bush standing out against her pale skin, seemingly pointing like an arrow towards what was supposed to be the totally private opening between her legs.

"Give me one of your tits to suck, while my son fucks me, Laura."

"Yes, Mistress Susan."

We smiled at each other, and I knew that she knew I wanted her, and would take her when my son had finished with me, and I was as sure as I could be that she wanted me too. Charlie could wait for a few moments. Laura bent over, and my cunt thrilled as her lovely, freckled, red-nippled breast moved closer until it touched my lips. She swayed her body so that her nipple ran gently along my lips from one side to the other, before she bent lower, and let me draw it into my mouth.

I sucked hard on the stiff, rubbery protrusion at the tip of her gorgeous breast, and my son rubbed my clit as he drove his cock into his mother's vagina again. I could see from her eyes that she was watching her boyfriend's cock stretching his mother's hole, enjoying the sight almost as much, perhaps, as I was enjoying the feeling of him inside me. All too soon, though, she pulled back, her tit making a slurping noise as she pulled it out of my mouth, her nipple stretching until I had to let it go.

"Come on Master Charlie. Show your wife and son how you ram your cock into your son's submissive girlfriend," she said, walking across to the table, and bending over it, her legs apart, angled perfectly so that my son and I could see Charlie's cock part her lips, and disappear inside her. While the sight was delightful, sending a tingle up between my own legs, I wasn't going to be left behind.

"You heard what your girlfriend said, son, so ram your cock into your mother while your father's cock takes your rightful place in her vagina."

It had been a couple of weeks since my elder son had fucked me, and I'd almost forgotten how good it was to feel his cock forcing its way into my cunt, as he played with my clit with one hand, while the other squeezed one of my tits. It was, after all, Michael fucking me that had rekindled my love of sex, and had then poured on the inflammable delight of incest, making me what I am now. Michael seemed to catch the same thought as well.

"I'm so glad I turned you into the slut you are now, Mom," he said, as looked into my eyes with a smile on his face. "Your cunt feels almost as good as Laura's ..."

"...yes, but even when you're married, you're going to have to come back and fuck me to keep remembering, aren't you? And we can watch your father, your brother, your cousin or your uncle fuck your wife's slimy cunt, can't we? I bet mine will feel better than hers, after all of them have reamed her out," I replied, laughing as we both got pleasure from fucking each other, and the teasing as to whether his wife or his mother's pussy was the best.

As I spoke, we were indeed watching my husband's cock ramming in and out of his future daughter-in-law's hole, pulling her inner lips out as he pulled back, the pushing them back in with a squelching and almost a farting noise as he forced his cock right up to the top of her vagina. It sent a massive bolt of excitement through me, and it must have had a similar effect on my son, because he lifted my legs over his shoulders, put his arms around them to grab my hair on both sides of my head, and kissed me hard on the mouth.

I was practically bent in two, and I could feel his balls bouncing on my ass as his cock ploughed the furthest reaches of my pussy. I could barely catch my breath as my son kept pumping in and out of me hard, his tongue deep in my mouth. He kept his grip on my hair, but moved one hand back working on my clit.

I was loving it: my whole body was tingling with a warm, indescribable feeling, and my brain was full only of the sensations reaching it from my cunt. Laura must have been keeping an eye on me and Michael, and as she saw how violently her boyfriend was fucking me, she was determined to get the same passion from my husband.

"Look, Master Charlie, look how deep my boyfriend's cock is in his mother's cunt, so fuck me harder, show me how much better you can fuck me than your son can. Fill me with as much spunk as your son is going pump into his Mommy, Master Daddy Charlie."

I think Laura's words must have been the final straw that tipped us over into our orgasms. Michael's lips parted from mine, as he let out a grunt, telling me that he was now filling my vagina with his seed, and I came as I saw my husband's strokes shorten, as he filled his son's girlfriend's hole with his sperm. A woman yelled out, but I wasn't sure if was me or Laura, or maybe both of us, as I writhed around with my son still inside me, my body completely out of control.

When I'd managed to get myself together, my son pulling his now limp cock out of me, I looked across the room. Charlie had already pulled out of Laura, who was still laid back with her legs open, except that now there was a stream of sticky while liquid running down her cunt towards her asshole, the white standing out brightly against her red hair and cuntlips. Now, the boys might have been finished for a while, but I certainly wasn't. I wanted to savour the taste of her pussy, laced with the familiar flavour of my husband, and I wanted to feel her tongue cleaning me out until we both came again.

"Come here, slave. Your boyfriend has filled his Mommy's cunt and made me all messy, so come here and clean me with your mouth."

"Yes, Mistress Susan. And can I offer you in return that you reclaim what your husband has left in me?"

Oh yes, she was a dirty bitch as well, and probably not totally submissive, just as I had suspected. "Better get here quick then, slave, because it's already dripping out of you."

I slid down to the floor from the couch, and my future daughter-in-law walked over, and stood with one leg either side of my head, a line of cum falling down from her pussy, and by moving my head as I looked up, I managed to catch in my mouth as it fell.

"Open you cunt, slave, then sit on my face. I want to see my husband's spunk inside you."

"Yes, Mistress Susan."

As Laura bent her knees and lowered herself over me, she pulled her ginger-brown labia open, giving me a delicious view of the inside of her slit, coated with her cum, and with more spunk hanging out of her hole. She bent her legs and knelt over me, and as I started to lap up the juices from her cunt as it reached my mouth, she bent forward, and pulled my own pussy open.

"Your cunt is beautiful, Mistress Susan. Your lips are even more beautiful than they looked in the pictures of you your son showed me."

Fucking hell, I thought, how many sons can there be who show their girlfriends pictures of their mothers gaping cunt? I wasn't sure if I should be proud or embarrassed, but the decision was taken away from me as soon as Laura's tongue touched my clit, setting of an explosion inside me. How many mothers have their cunt eaten by their potential daughter-in-law? Not many, I'm sure, but I was so proud and excited to be one of them.

She might have been young, and on the face of it heterosexual if she was going to marry my son, but the way her tongue was working my clit, then sliding along my slit to lap my cum and her boyfriend's spunk out of me, told me that she'd had plenty of experience of eating cunt. She was sending warm waves of excitement radiating through me, as she kept surprising me with the way her tongue, lips and teeth were working on me.

I just hoped I was doing as good a job on her as she was on me, though I was encouraged by the way her hips seemed to jerk of their own accord every now and then, and I could feel her hot breath coming in gasps against my pussy. Maybe it was a bit sad, now I think about it, but I wanted to impress her what a skilled fucker her future mother-in-law was. I nibbled her clit, then her fleshy labia, then I pulled her ass cheeks open as far as I could.

I pushed my tongue into her hole until I could go no further, and delighted in sucking in her cum and the last drops of Charlie's sperm. I wanted more of her, though, so I ran a finger around the brightly-coloured ring of her anus, then pushed two fingers inside her, so a part of me was inside both her holes.

This must have taken her a bit by surprise, although knowing my son, he would have given her asshole plenty of exercise, because she jerked forward as my fingers invaded her butt. If my mouth hadn't been full of her cunt, she'd have seen me smile as she quickly overcame her surprise, forcing her head down as she pulled my ass towards her, and I felt the warm wetness of her tongue on my own shit hole, before she moved her mouth back to my pussy, and rammed three, or maybe four fingers into my ass.

God, I was enjoying this! We were managing to keep each other right on the edge of another climax, as once again my cunt took over my body, delighting in what was being done to it, knowing that I was doing the same to her, and sure that my son and my husband were watching us, and enjoying their female partners pleasuring each other.

Actually, it turned out they were more than just watching, as when Laura and I could control ourselves no more, and came, gripping each other's head against our cunts, I saw that both my husband and my son were masturbating close to us. The sight of those two cocks, obviously heading towards coming, was too much. Given that I'd just eaten my husband's spunk out of Laura's pussy, I wanted to taste my son's again, so I quickly knelt up and swallowed Michael's cock down my throat until I almost started gagging.

"Suck me, slave," I heard Charlie say, although I think Laura was already moving around to take my husband's cock into her mouth.

Laura and I knelt side-by-side, like two slut slaves letting a man fuck each of our faces, which were already glistening with each other's cum. Michael had tried to make me his sex slave, until I got even sluttier with all of the rest of my family, but I was more than happy to let him use my mouth the way he had used my cunt a few minutes earlier.

I looked sideways at Laura, and saw that a waterfall of saliva was falling out of her mouth, as my husband's cock rammed way down her throat, then pulled right out until only the tip was between her lips. I was in as much mess myself, my spit running down my tits and dripping from my nipples to the floor as my son did the same to me. I could tell that they were getting close, so I put one arm around Laura, and drew her towards me until our cheeks were touching.

I looked up at my son's face, and saw his eyes roll back as he started to come, and I could see that my husband was in a similar position. Laura and I instinctively seemed to know what each of us was thinking, and as they got to the point of no return, we pulled back, signalling them to shoot their spunk over our faces rather than in our mouths. Rope after rope of spunk hit my face, getting in my eyes and hair, and falling down to my tits, a mixture of my husband's and my son's, as they deliberately made sure that they each spunked on both of us.

"So, Mom, what do you say? Can Laura and I get married?" Michael asked, which I told him was a silly question, as he was old enough not to need permission, we'd just fucked, and Laura and I were covered with both their spunk, but of course the answer was yes.

Laura and I licked the spunk of each other, then we all had a quick shower before Laura and Michael went off to tell Jade and Tony the news, and hope that they would be happy to have some of their thunder stolen in making it a double wedding ceremony.

"I love you Charlie. That was a fun evening, wasn't it," I said as we cuddled into each other in bed. "I guess we'll just have to have our quiet little screw another night."

"Yes, I love you too, darling. But actually I enjoyed fucking Laura just as much as I would have done fucking you, and you too looked as if you were enjoying Michael as much as you would have done me."

"Bastard, but you're right, it was much better for me, as I got to fuck both of them darling."

I drifted off to sleep, thinking about the double wedding of my two sons, wondering whether Jade and Laura would let them both fuck me afterwards, maybe my twin sister as well, as Jade was her daughter, and the sorts of wedding photographs we could take to post on the streaming site, after the official photographer had done his work. Yes, I could see the two girls holding up their wedding dresses to show their naked cunts, while the bridesmaids and the rest of the women in the family did the same.

Of course, having all the family together was also critical to filming the men fucking Jade, supposedly trying to make her pregnant, so we'd have to wait until after we'd posted them, and the one of Tony achieving it, before we could post the wedding pictures, else it would rather give the game away, wouldn't it?

I wondered, also, how Laura would react to letting thousands of people across the world see her get fucked, and whether Michael had even told her about this side of the family. Still, she seemed to like looking at the pictures my son had taken of me holding my cunt open, so hopefully she would be fine.

Whatever, the next few weeks were going to take a lot of work, what with the wedding and the filming, and then we'd just get a break for the Christmas holidays before the big family inauguration event in the Caribbean, which promised to be so much fun. I reckoned I'd now been fucked by over twenty men, mostly in the family, but my cunt thought that was nowhere near enough, and I was determined to try to break the century at the family event...​