Incest/Taboo Keep It in the Family

I was feeling good when I got back from Montana, having found Rosemary's long-lost son for her. I felt even better when Jade told me her latest scan had confirmed that she was carrying twins, and as suspected, there was just one placenta, so they were going to be identical. Not only that, but they were clearly going to take after Tony, as in the pictures Jade showed me, compared to the size of their bodies, they had cocks that looked huge. Was it too disgusting that I couldn't stop imagining their eighteenth birthday, when their Gran would let them, no insist on them fucking her?

As I'd predicted, though, my son Tony wasn't happy about the mess I'd left inside his car: lead shot from Wayne's shotgun when he chased me off of the ranch, crumbs and paper trash under the seats from food eaten on the move, and most of all, dried cum and spunk over the black leather seats. I was going to clean it for him, but when I apologised when he inspected the car, he clearly wasn't happy.

"Mom! I told you to look after my car, and you promised you would. You're going to clean it out until it is spotless, and I'm going to watch while you do it."

I agreed, naturally, but what he hadn't said to start with was that I had to do it naked. That meant I had to have the roof down, and for most of the time my tits were swaying around under me and my ass was stuck up in the air. I wasn't deliberately wiggling around to give him the best view, really. Not.

It worked, though, because twice I felt his cock slip up my gaping cunt, and once it forced its way into my asshole, and my gorgeous younger son fucked me, out in the open, bent over in his Mustang. This didn't exactly speed things up, as between us we put a few new stains on the shiny black leather I'd just cleaned.

When I looked back on my time in Montana, though, the bit I'd enjoyed most was standing naked in the snow, offering myself to Diana, the Goddess of the moon. I wanted to do it again, really badly. Rosemary, George and Hilary were planning to go back to the ranch to live with Wayne, at least for a while, so I knew I'd have somewhere not too far away, and even though the weather was warming up, even at the height of summer I'd still get my tits frozen on top of the mountain. But I was unlikely to get back to Montana for several months, and I wanted something sooner.

Disappointingly, Jade and Chrissy both said they'd had 'enough fucking snow' in Alaska to last the rest of their lives, and it was only Laura who expressed any real interest. We promised each other that we'd go there later in the year, when Jade and Chrissy had had their babies and Laura was in the long vacation. In the meantime, Charlie and my elder son Michael decided to give me and Laura a bit of a preview by shoving ice cubes up us before they fucked us, but I have to say it didn't really do it for me, and they themselves complained they were going to get frostbitten cocks.

Laura and I decided to try a few more things, though in truth, it wasn't only Diana that was driving me, but the way Laura's beautiful ginger hair, her freckled tits, and her lovely pink nipples and labia had set off the tingling between my legs. After a few experiments, we settled on a scheme we liked.

First, we opened the chest freezer, leaned over, and dangled our breasts inside until our nipples were stiff and aching from the cold. Then we spread soft scoop honey and pecan ice cream over them, and finally we shoved a Double Chocolate Magnum up our cunts. The trick was to first break the seal between the chocolate coating and the stick, ram it in as fast as we could, then close our legs tight with our fingers either side of the stick and jerk it out in one fast movement.

There was something about the flavour of the chocolate with each other's cum, the sight of melting chocolate ice cream oozing out of each other's vaginas, the icy cold feeling on our tits and in our pussies, and licking sweet pecan ice cream of a gorgeous pair of breasts that really sent shivers through both of us.

We tried frozen chocolate flakes up each other's assholes, which felt good, but looked a bit too much like ... we'll you don't need me to explain, I'm sure ... so we gave that up. Shit, we came and came and came while Michael had gone off to fuck my pregnant sister, Christine, and Charlie was fucking Becky, who'd wandered in to do some work with Tony, her business partner. It was messy, horribly high calorie, but fucking wonderful. If ever you're feeling low, ladies, just try a Magnum in your pussy.

I'd left Rosemary and Wayne with my Mom and Dad, and from the pictures Mom sent me, Wayne was having a right old time fucking every female relative he could, after screwing his mother had released his years of celibacy and impotence. Mind you, from the look on their faces, Mom and Gran Louise and a couple of other aunts whose names I'd forgotten seemed to be equally enjoying having a new, young cock in their cunts and asses.

I spent time updating our website, adding in Jade's first gynaecological examination, and the last of the videos from the Caribbean. I just wished I had a recording of me in the moonlight, but given it wasn't incest, or even hardcore sex, I'd probably have been disappointed by the ratings. Not like the ones of Mom, me and Chrissy getting family-banged, though, which had brought money rolling in.

We needed to add Rosemary to the video collection anyway, and to my delight, Wayne had embraced the whole idea. Well, as an avid collector of incest porn, what better than to star himself in equally hard sex scenes, but where the actors really were family, and practising incest on screen. We'd arranged, therefore, for Wayne and Rosemary to come and stay for a couple of weeks, and the brought Mom and Dad and Rosemary's other children, George and Hilary.

Wayne could hardly wait to get going, but we persuaded him to pace himself a bit, if for no other reason than it gave time for me, Tony and Becky to edit the raw video, and to give Jade and Chrissy a bit of a rest. He fucked: his mother; my mother; his aunt; me; my pregnant sister, Chrissy, while I took over the camera; his half-sister, Hilary; my daughters Chloe and Lucy; Chrissy's pregnant daughter, Jade; Becky, my brother's daughter; and Laura, my elder son's wife.

In fact, by the time they were due to go back to the ranch, the only women he hadn't fucked were Ingrid, my brother Brian's wife, and Fiona, George and Hilary's incestuous daughter. We'd already had a lot of hits asking for them on the private streaming site by the time we'd got close to the end. Ingrid was tied up with work, you might say, as she was on a trip to Sweden to look at a load of super-luxury S&M gear that she was thinking of buying for her online store, but we were expecting her the day before Wayne and Rosemary left.

Fiona and her brother and partner Ray were also due to come, but after their parents and Wayne had Rosemary had left. She was coming for Charlie to get her pregnant, because she and Ray were desperate for a family but the risk of having children with her brother was just too high. She was already off the pill, and given how close Wayne's genetics were likely to be, it would have been foolish to take the risk of him fertilising her. I just hoped Ray hadn't already impregnated her by the time they arrived.

It was a glorious early summer Saturday when we were waiting for Ingrid to arrive for the last filming. Everyone had come back home to say goodbye to Wayne, and we decided to have a barbeque out in the sunshine. With everyone together, the incest trait was making itself apparent, so there was a fair bit of fucking going on off-camera. I'd lost track of who was doing who, except that I'd kept an eye on Wayne. He'd been on the Sam Adams and was more relaxed than I'd ever seen him, when I saw Ingrid's car driving up the track to the house.

Ingrid being Ingrid, of course, was already naked as she got out of the car. Someone must have told Wayne that she liked being tied up, because as she got out, he ran down towards her with a lasso, trying, but failing badly, to sing a twisted version of the cowboy song I remembered from my childhood.

"Rollin', rollin', rollin', keep those dogies rollin', rope and tie and fuck 'em" he was singing as he ran towards her, twirling his lasso.

His singing might have been awful, but his rope skills were really impressive. Ingrid first looked horrified, then she turned and ran. Big mistake. Wayne was faster, and his lasso found it's target first time, going over her head and shoulders and slipping down her arms. He pulled back, clamping her arms to her side, and pulling her over.

By this time, the rest of us were whooping and cheering, and I just hoped that Ingrid was taking as fun. She didn't have a lot of choice, though, because as soon as Wayne reached her, he demonstrated more of his rope skills. He had her hogtied in next to no time, laid on her back on the grass, with her legs bent, and her gaping cunt and asshole exposed for us all to see.

I had a strong suspicion that someone, Rosemary or Mom I reckoned, had tipped off Jade and Chrissy about what might happen, because they already had their cameras pointed at the scene as Wayne drove his cock hard into Ingrid's vagina, and after spitting on them, two fingers into her asshole. Shit, this wasn't going to be a long scene, but it certainly was going to be an intense one.

"Come on then, Wayne, fuck my sloppy cunt. Fill me with your sperm, you pussy," Ingrid was yelling now, her words clearly getting both of them aroused, as Wayne's cock and fingers rammed in and out of her.

What was also clear was that it was getting to the audience as well. My pussy was tingling like mad, and if I hadn't had other plans, I'd have got myself off, or got one of the men to fuck me or let me suck them off. As I'd reckoned, though, it wasn't long before Wayne came, closely followed by Ingrid.

When he pulled out of her, her cunt was gaping wide open, and we could all see Wayne's spunk inside her, and starting to run out and ooze down towards her asshole. I remembered the first time I'd seen inside her, and how beautiful it was, so I ran over to her, and rammed my fist into her open hole, her cum and Wayne's semen being pushed out as my hand filled her vagina.

"Come on girls, come and join me," I yelled.

I guess pretty much all of us women had mostly enjoyed, but yet to some extent suffered sex that was just a bit too rough for our liking with Ingrid and her sons. However, Lucas and Bjorn seemed to have softened a bit after their experience at the Caribbean event, and we all thought we might administer the same lesson to their mother.

As the other women reached me, I pulled my hand out of Ingrid's cunt with a loud plopping noise. I licked some of her and Wayne's cum from it, then I rubbed the rest over her face and tits, only just getting out of the way before several pairs of hands reached for them to squeeze them, and to twist and pull her nipples.

At the same time, just as many hands were trying to get into her cunt and asshole. I reached down and played with her clit, as my Mom and her sister each tried to get their whole hand into their daughter-in-law's vagina.

"You fucking bitches! Ooohh, I'm coming!"

Other hands took over, Lucy and Chloe managing to get one each of their petite hands inside her cunt, while Becky shoved four fingers into her ass, Hilary took over rubbing her clit, and I took over working her nipples. God, the sight of her hole stretched wide open made me tingle all over, and I just had to play with myself until I came.

"Fuck!"

"I'm coming!"

"Shiiit!"

The cries filled the air as all of us girls masturbated ourselves and each other, as we tormented Ingrid's holes and breasts, making her come time after time.

Eventually I heard a call that took me back to my childhood.

"Come on girls, play time's over! The burgers and steaks are ready!"

It was Dad, who must have taken charge of the barbeque the way he always did at home, even in a neighbour's house when Brian, Chrissy and I got together to play with their children. I went into the kitchen, and came out with a sharp kitchen knife. When I walked towards Ingrid, waving it around, I saw a sudden burst of fear cross her face.

"Don't be silly, Ingrid. We've had our fun. I'm just going to release you so you can get something to eat," I said, smiling, as I cut through the ropes keeping her body folded.

She stood up, rubbed her wrists, arms and legs where the rope had cut in, then gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"You're a cunt, Susan, aren't you? Believe me, I'm going to have some fun with you when I get you on your own again."

"Takes one to know one, Ingrid. Anyway, I know you fucking loved what we've just done to you, didn't you?"

Ingrid just smiled, and gave me another kiss, deliberately rubbing her breasts against mine, and together we walked up to the barbeque to get a steak sandwich. There's nothing quite like a barbeque out in the sunshine, with coleslaw, salads, chargrilled corn and a good red wine or beer, is there? It was even better with us all being naked, not least because you don't have to worry about drips of grease falling on your clothes as you eat. No, if you're lucky, you spot someone else with a drip, and you can lick it off for them.

What I did notice, though, was that Charlie was still missing. When I spoke to Becky, she said that her father, now the CEO of the Company, had a new secretary who looked like an eighteen-year-old Dolly Parton, and she was pretty sure that Charlie was taking her out for dinner. And a hell of a lot more, if he had his way, I was sure. Honestly, the fucking bastard couldn't even stop cheating on me when we were having the final celebration before Rosemary and all her children went back to the ranch.

That really got to me, and I grabbed another bottle of cold Sam Adams and knocked it back. It must have been the combination of Sam and Charlie that sent me over the top again. I banged a barbeque tong against the side of the cooker, surprising me how loud it was, but achieving what I wanted, which was to shut everyone up. I picked up another one of Sam's best, and addressed everyone.

"Firstly, I just want to say how much fun it has been having Wayne with us, and I'd like you all to join me in a toast wishing Rosemary and her family all the best for the future."

Everyone lifted their glasses or bottles, and said "To Rosemary and her family." I hadn't finished, though.

"Secondly, I want to issue an invitation. Seeing as my cheating husband seems to be off trying to fuck Brian's new secretary, and when he comes back, he'll be fully occupied trying to impregnate Fiona, I'd like to invite all of you men to fuck me. Right here. Now. All holes are open, and I want each of you to come in me or on me at least once."

"I tol' you 'ur a whore," Wayne said, grabbing me by one leg, which he lifted up so that he could ram his cock into my cunt, both of us standing. Or at least, I was standing only because he held me up.

He then lifted me right off my feet, and I saw that Mom, Rosemary and my daughters had pulled out a folding bed from the storeroom, and had put it up on the grass. Wayne lay back on it, and pulled me over him, his cock still in my vagina, which was tingling and wet as hell. Someone shoved another cock in my mouth, pulling me forwards, and I felt a third cock force its way into my asshole.

The three cocks pumped away in my holes, filling me with pleasure and delight, my whole body feeling as if it was constantly getting jolts of electricity. This was what I wanted. If my husband would rather fuck someone else, I wanted to be used by as many men as possible, taking as much of their spunk into my body as I could get. Knowing that my family was watching send new bolts of excitement through me, as they could see what a slut their mother, daughter, sister, aunt or niece really was.

I'd said after the Caribbean that big gang-bangs weren't my thing, but this ten-man one was perfect. I just surrendered myself to the sensations going though me, coming when someone came in me, or any time mid-fuck if I wanted. And often I did, using my hand on my clit if it wasn't getting the attention it needed.

I lost track of who was in me, as cocks came in my mouth, with me either swallowing down the white mess, or letting them pull out and shoot it over my face and tits, and more cocks emptied their loads into my vagina and asshole. At some point someone shoved a cold bottle of Sam Adams into my cunt, then helped me drink it down, relishing the taste of several different men's sperm and my cum, which made it even better. Perhaps I should write and suggest they market it, I thought, before I realised that was really stupid.

I think all ten men must have managed to come in me three times, making thirty packets of spunk, most inside me, and I must have come even more times than that. I definitely suspected the men had been using some chemical help in keeping their erections, especially given the amount of beer they'd all been drinking.

I wonder how long they could have kept going, if two things hadn't conspired to put it to an end. To start with, the sun was low on the horizon, so the temperature was starting to drop, and we were all getting goose bumps. But the final straw was when I heard a car driving up the track. It had to be Charlie, and I wanted him to see what his slut of a wife had been doing while he was fucking Brian's secretary. I just hoped the bitch had kept her legs closed, but I knew inside that if she had, Charlie would have been back a lot earlier.

I pushed the last few men off me as soon as they had come. I stood up and walked to Rosemary, and quickly whispered to her. Then I turned back and walked towards Charlie, who had just got out of his car. I must have looked a hell of a mess. A woman who had been totally ravaged. My face and breasts were covered in spunk, and I could feel trickles of it running down the inside of my thighs from my cunt as ass.

"You have decided to come back, then, Charlie? Everyone else has fucked me, so get your kit off and you can have a go as well. As long as you can still get it up after Dolly. After all, you are my husband, even if you are a cheating bastard."

"Shit, Susan, what the hell ... Have you been drinking?"

"Come on, Charlie, get your cock out. Give me a taste of Dolly's cum," I said, undoing his shirt, and starting to work on his pants.

Charlie's face was a picture of shock, confusion, and to my relief lust, as he couldn't resist the thought of fucking his wife, who was carrying the evidence of her abuse on her naked body, and the bulge in his pants grew as I unfastened them. Once undone, I pulled his pants and boxers down in one straight pull, his cock hitting me in the face, giving me a strong waft of the scent from woman he'd just fucked. Then I waved my arm, and Wayne came charging across, twirling another rope.

He had even less trouble this time, as Charlie almost immediately fell over as his pants caught around his ankles. I ripped Charlie's shirt off him, the cuff buttons popping, and as Wayne tightened the rope, I dragged his pants and boxers right off as well, leaving him naked. Actually, a lot worse than naked, because just like Ingrid earlier, his ass was exposed, but in this case a large pair of hairy balls nestled in front of them, and his stiff cock was stuck out like a flag pole.

"You're in for a treat, now, Charlie. Wayne's fucked all of the rest of us, and now he's going to fuck you while you eat all of the family's spunk from my face, my tits, my vagina and my shit hole."

"No, I fuckin' ain't!" Wayne yelled.

"Spoilsport. Well, Charlie, you can still clean me off. As you do it, just think of all of those cocks invading your wife's holes, and filling them with their seed," I said, pushing a spunk-coated nipple against his mouth, not giving him a chance to reply. "I think this was your son's, or maybe Dad's."

I just wanted to humiliate the cheating bastard, and humiliate him this time in front of all of the family, the family that had just gang-fucked me. They were all watching, and I don't think they could believe it, as I kept stroking my husband's cock, just enough to keep him stiff and dying to come, but never letting him, while I rubbed my sperm-covered ass and pussy on his face. I used my fingers to pull the white mess out of me with my fingers, then pushed them into his mouth, if I didn't think he was trying hard enough.

Of course, while I wasn't letting Charlie come, I was either rubbing my clit with my fingers, or grinding it into his face, so I was filling my cunt up again with cum, but mostly mine this time, almost as fast as he was emptying it. It was another of those times when I'd really lost it, I was so intent on punishing him.

"I think that's enough now, darling," Mom said softly, tapping my shoulder. "I think you've made him suffer plenty. Now, if I were you, Charlie, I'd say sorry, and try to find a way to make it up to Susan, as you've obviously upset her badly this time."

I struggled to get my brain back in the real world, and to get my cunt under control, but in the end I managed it, and walked over to Rosemary again. She got what I asked, and then I walked back to Charlie.

"God, Susan, what's got into you?"

"Every cock here, darling."

"No, I mean ... why treat me like this? I thought you didn't mind me fucking the eighteen-year-olds at work, as long as I told you, and showed you pictures of them? Shit, I don't mind you screwing your relatives either, but that was a hell of a lot of spunk to eat."

He was right, of course, but Sam Adams hadn't been there when we'd made the agreement, which probably explained it. Though having everyone watch what I did to him had been fun, especially as my sister, who was carrying his child in her belly, was filming it all.

"OK, Charlie. Here's the deal. Swallow this little purple pill, and if you can keep fucking me until it runs out, describing what you did to her, using all the Karma Sutra positions you can remember, without me getting bored and stopping coming, then I'll forgive you."

"Fucking hell, Susan ... still, that sounds as if it might be fun. You're such a disgusting slut these days, but I love it, and I love you."

I got Wayne to untie him. Well, he was pissed off that I'd cut his best lasso off of Ingrid, and didn't want me to mess this one up as well. I must have been going soft, because I thought I'd give Charlie a beer to help the pill go down. I walked over to the table with the drinks, flipped the cap off, and forced the bottle of Sam Adams right up my cunt until it disappeared. Then I walked slightly awkwardly back over to Charlie, who was standing, rubbing his arms and legs.

"Here you are, darling" I said, handing him the pill. "Give me a kiss, and put your hand between my legs."

I could see him wondering what new punishment I was going to inflict on him when he kissed me, but as he pulled away, I gave him my most innocent-looking smile, parted my legs a bit, and I grabbed his wrist and held his hand just below my pussy. Then I squeezed down, and let the bottle slowly exit my vagina and drop into his hand.

"I thought you'd like a bit more of my flavour, darling. Come on, let's go to bed, and we'll see if you can keep fucking me until the pill wears off. Remember, though, you can't come until I say so, but you can make me come as often as you like."

When we got to the bedroom, I pushed him back on the bed. His cock was standing up rigid, and looked gorgeous, though it was going to feel a heck of a lot better once it was inside me. I straddled over him, my face towards his in the classic cowgirl position, and I slowly lowered myself down. God, the feel of his cock entering my cunt was wonderful, still something special, even after the energetic fucking I'd been given earlier, and the thrill that went through me made everything shiver and glow.

"So, come on Charlie, tell me all about how you fucked Brian's new secretary."

"Dolly?" he said, making me laugh out loud.

"She's not really called Dolly, is she? I was told she looked like an eighteen-year-old Dolly Parton: blonde hair, blue eyes, a small waist, but huge tits and ass," I said, starting to move myself up and down over him.

If I'd ever had any doubt that I loved him, it would have vanished as soon as he reached up and started gently stroking my clit. He might be telling me about screwing someone else, but he still paid attention to me, in the way that by no means all men did.

"I think she knew all about me, at least within a few days of starting. She kept bringing things into the office which could easily have gone in the internal mail, and sometimes they were printouts of emails anyway. She mostly wore pure white blouses, with lots of buttons undone, and really short black skirts.

"She looked lovely anyway, but she always managed to bend right over my desk to give me the papers. Tits like hers really need some support, but she must wear only half-cup bras, because her nipples show under her blouse, and when she bends over my desk, I can see so far down it they're visible. Fuck, Susan, they are fabulous. Big and firm, but still soft, not like those plastic ones some women have."

"Are they as nice as these, though, Charlie?" I asked, bending forward so my own tits slapped against his face. The only answer I got was his mouth clamping over one of my nipples, and him sucking it, making it even stiffer. Given the true answer would have probably been 'better', I thought that was good enough.

"And then she seemed awfully clumsy, keeping dropping papers on the floor, so she had to keep bending to pick them up, and some how she usually bent away from me. Shit, Susan, when she bent over, her skirt rode up, and I could see almost all of her ass, as her always white panties always seem to have ridden up between her cheeks, and there always seemed to be a slightly yellow area further down."

"And you just thought her cunt was wet because she was lusting after an old man like you, didn't you? Of course, you did. And I suppose you think my cunt is this slippery because of you, don't you?" I asked, riding up and down on him faster and faster. "Make me come, Charlie, while I imagine it's my father fucking me, but don't you dare come."

I could see he was having trouble holding it back, but I didn't care as I rode his cock like a fairground ride going up and down on it, and he rubbed my clit. I fell forward as I came, and as my lips closed towards his, I said "I love you, Charlie."

And I did. How many other men would let me come on them thinking of being screwed by their father, especially if they weren't to come as well. Who cared if he fucked a few - actually a lot of other women? At that moment, not me.

"Can you still do the Bridge, Charlie?" I asked, as I came down from my latest orgasm.

For those of you who don't know what this is, it's a higher version of the cowgirl. Between us we struggled a bit, but eventually I ended up standing over Charlie. He had his back arched, and used his arms and legs to raise himself up so his cock was still inside me. It's fun, but hard work for the man.

"So, you'd seen part of her tits, and her butt, though neither of her holes, eh, Charlie? I bet your cock was stiff, and you were dying to see her cunt and her asshole, weren't you?"

"Of course, I was, darling, but can we change position? How about trying the Suspended Scissors?" Charlie asked, after I'd ridden him up and down, his back taking most of my weight when his cock was in me as far as I could get it.

Shit, that was as tiring for me as the Bridge had been for him. I managed to slide over the edge of the bed, putting one arm straight down to the floor, and then Charlie slid over, still just about staying in me, until he was standing next to the bed, with one of my legs between his, and both just barely on it. Bastard, I'd mentioned Dolly's asshole, and he knew he would get a good view of mine in this position, as well as his cock stretching the opening of my vagina, while I had to take all my weight on the one arm.

"I love your asshole, Susan," he said, as his finger slipped in easily, lubricated by the remains of everyone else's spunk still in me.

"Bastard. You're thinking of hers, aren't you? You can't fuck mine now, but alright, you can fucking come in my cunt if you want. Imagine it's her holes again."

Well, I couldn't hold this position long, and thankfully, he only needed one arm to keep me up, so he could work on my clit again.

"She didn't have all this spunk in her ass when I fingered, it though, Susan, you fucking slut, and even her ass was tighter than yours," he replied, as he started to pump in and out, hard and fast.

"It's all those other men I've let take me up the ass, Charlie. Remember how you used to beg me, and I'd say no?"

Hell, this was getting me as excited as it was Charlie, as we fucked but imagined we were both cheating on each other. I'd already come a lot, and my cunt was aching, but it was a wonderful, pleasurable ache, and I knew I was only seconds away from coming again when I felt Charlie's cock pumping sperm into my vagina.

Shit, I came so hard, my whole body trembling as the wave of euphoria hit me, and that was my problem, because the arm holding me up seemed to turn to jelly, and I fell down on to my shoulder on the floor. I was sure that it would have pulled Charlie out of me, but he managed to keep his arm around my hips, so that his cock stayed in my spunk-filled cunt. He then bent his knees, and I ended up kind of sat on his lap, still impaled, in something like what I though was called a Lotus position.

From there, we steadily changed positions, as Charlie described how he'd taken Dolly out for a meal. We went through the Tominagi, the Glowing Juniper, the Cross, the Toad, the Hero and a whole load more positions whose names I've forgotten. I laughed out loud when he told me how he'd slipped his hand under her skirt, below the table in the restaurant, but when it got between them, she'd slapped her legs together, and everyone looked around wondering what the noise was.

To rub it in, she went to the bathroom between courses, and when she came back she handed him her panties, which he said were so wet and fragrant he could barely contain himself. He could feel her legs were apart, so he tried again, and this time she let him just touch her trimmed pubes before she slapped her legs closed again.

"You could still fuck her with her legs closed, though, couldn't you darling," I said, getting him into the Slide, where I was laid on him with my legs tight together.

"If only I could have got up her to start with, of course."

"So obviously you did get to fuck her, though. So how did you manage it?"

"I managed to persuade her to ask me in for a nightcap after the meal, and while she faffed around getting the coffee, she kept dropping things again, and without her panties, I could see her cunt and asshole every time she bent over. My cock was practically splitting my trousers. While we had coffee, I tried all my usual techniques, at least those I hadn't used over the meal, asking her about her childhood, her ambitions for life, her hobbies, everything. But nothing worked. I was almost thinking I'd just have to make a grab for her, but I've never had push myself on anyone before."

"I bet you were imagining what it would be like to have your cock in her, like you have in me, weren't you? But how much tighter her young little cunt would be than mine."

Poor old Charlie. He did have a way with him that I'd experienced all those years ago, and given the number of secretaries he'd had over the years, he clearly hadn't lost it.

"Yeah, but it wasn't just her pussy. I couldn't stop imagining those huge tits slapping me in the face, and touching that gorgeous little asshole she'd flashed at me. No, I thought I'd lost it, and I'd have to come back home and fuck you or Chrissy."

"So, you don't like being up your wife's cunt then, eh? You know what you can do if that is the case, Charlie."

"No, Susan. You know what I mean. I love fucking you, of course I do, but I just like a bit of a change now and again."

We'd got into the Slip position by then, where Charlie was knelt on the bed, and I had my legs up over his hips, laying on my back. It was one where he could get deep inside me, and as he told me he liked fucking me, he rammed into me hard, and rubbed up and down my slit, over my lips, and around my clit. He had a smile on his face as well, so I knew he was just teasing me.

"So, what happened, Charlie," I managed to ask, as I felt another orgasm rushing up towards me.

"She said it was getting late, so maybe I should be thinking of going soon, but she had something to give me first. She disappeared into the kitchen, and when she came out she was butt naked."

"'Well, Charlie, don't you want to fuck me?' she asked, and it was all I could do to say yes. Her breasts were stunning, huge but firm, and they had the most enormous areolas, covered with what looked like little goose bumps, and her nipples were stiff and as long as the first joint on my little finger. 'Penny and Ruth told me all about you, and I thought you were just some dirty old man. I swore you'd never touch me if you tried to force yourself on me. I might look soft, but I'm a Black Belt judo expert. But you're really nice, so all my holes are yours if you want them.'"

"You said no, of course, because you had a wife at home and her sister who is carrying your baby?"

"Bitch. Oh no, I was going to fuck her alright, and in every hole if I could. As I undid my shirt, she came over and unzipped my pants. Shit, Susan, my cock sprang right up and hit her in the face, but she just opened her mouth and took it in."

Oh fuck, the image of my husband with his cock in young Dolly's mouth, that same cock that was sliding in and out of my cunt, and the sensations his fingers were generating on my slit, was just too much for me.

"Fuck the little cunt's mouth, Charlie," I yelled, as if he'd have needed telling, as I came with him deep inside me.

"Oh, believe me I did. I leaned forwards, forcing her head down over my cock, making her gag as I went deep into her throat. Maybe I should have been gentler, but bent over like this, I could reach those gorgeous tits. The weight of them, Susan, I couldn't believe it, but though they were heavy, they were also soft, and the feel of her stiff nipples against my palms was heavenly."

"You bastard, Charlie, fucking her mouth like that. You just wanted to come in her innocent little mouth, and make her swallow your spunk, didn't you?"

"Too true, I wanted to come in her mouth, and see my sperm in it before she swallowed it all down. Anyway, her mouth couldn't have been that innocent, because she stopped gagging, and her head started going up and down like crazy, making those gorgeous tits bounce and sway in my hands. It was out of this world."

"Come on then Charlie, come in my cunt the way you came in her mouth, you fucking adulterer."

I don't quite know why I said that, because he was guilty of the much greater sins of incest and sodomy, but when I put my hand against his on my clit, his strokes shortened, and I felt another load of his sperm filling my vagina, joining what was already there from him, and the residue of what the other men in the family had left up me.

"And did she swallow, darling?" I asked after we'd calmed down, and we'd swapped around a bit to the Bandoleer position, where I'd move my feet up against Charlie's chest, and he was pressing down on my knees, letting his cock get even deeper inside me.

"Oh yes, but not until I'd seen my spunk all over her lips and the inside of her mouth as she said 'I think it's my turn to get something'. I followed her to the bedroom, watching her stupendous ass as it bounced from side to side in front of me, giving me glimpses of her pussy as I followed her upstairs. Then she pushed me back on the bed, and straddled over me."

"Did you get a good look at her cunt, though, darling?"

"I surely did. She had a little blond bush at the front, and lovely pink inner lips poking out from her slit. But even better, before she lowered herself onto my face, she pulled her lips open, and I could see how wet and what a vivid pink her slit was, and the mess of her cum in her wide-open hole. The she said 'The girls said you liked looking at cunts - so what do you think, Charlie?'"

"And you said 'nice, but I'd prefer bigger, darker lips, like my wife and her twin sister have' of course, didn't you?"

"I'm not that fucking stupid, and it wouldn't have been true anyway, Susan. You and Chrissy always look as if something has come loose, and you need a good wash down there," he said, earning himself a kick from my feet. "No, I just pulled her down, and stuck my tongue up her dripping wet hole."

Shit, I was jealous. Not of Dolly taking my husband, no, I was jealous of him having his tongue up Dolly's vagina, if it was as good as he said it was.

"She bent over and took my cock in her mouth again, cleaning it off, and gently bringing it back to life. She tasted wonderful, Susan. You'd have loved her, and when I fingered her, I could feel how tight her eighteen-year-old cunt really was, and how few men could ever have been up inside her."

"I bet you wanted to shove your cock up it, darling, didn't you?"

"I made her come first, though. After she'd filled my mouth with her cum, I pushed her back on the bed, pulled her legs open, and drove my cock into her tight little hole. Fuck, it was marvellous as I felt her rubbing up and down my cock as I fucked her, so much better than your sloppy old loose cunt, darling."

Well, I hoped he'd say something like that. I'd got fed up with his comments, so I'd put in some serious time with the Kegel balls. Alright, I admit, part of it was to get one up on my pregnant sister, who definitely was sloppy and loose now. I used my legs to set the pace as Charlie started ramming in and out of me, the erectile chemical working its magic to keep him stiff. Although in this position he had a good view of my pussy, his eyes were closed, and I knew he was imagining it was Dolly he was fucking again.

"Tight like this, you mean, darling?"

I tightened my muscles as hard as I could. I could feel myself clamping against Charlie's shaft and his eye's popped open and he looked straight into my eyes. "So, who's got the tightest cunt now, Charlie? Didn't you realise what you've been missing, darling?"

"God, Susan, you know I'm fucking her in my mind, but you feel just like her now."

"Well, play with me like you played with her, and fuck the shit out of her darling."

Hell, he might have been a cheating bastard, but he could certainly fuck when he put his mind to it. I kept loosening and tightening the muscles around my hole as he pumped in and out of me hard, his balls banging on my ass with every stroke. I had one of my tits in my hand, squeezing my nipple, while Charlie had the other, and together our fingers worked on my clit, like a piano player playing boogie music.

"Enjoying her tight little cunt, darling?" I gasped out, close to coming.

"Oh fuck, Susan. FUCK!" he replied, with me joining on the last word, as my cheating husband filled my vagina with yet more of his seed, though in his mind it was a much younger and less experienced cunt he was in.

"I bet you pulled her open and looked at all your sperm up inside her vagina, didn't you, darling?"

"Course I fucking did, Susan," he said, pulling my lips apart so he could see his spunk up in my hole.

"It's such a shame you came in her, darling, because I bet she didn't let you take her up the ass, did she? Or let you fist her cunt, still filled with your spunk. You know I would have done, don't you?" I said smiling at him, as I took his limp cock in my mouth, started to suck it, and massaged his balls with my hands.​