Incest/Taboo Mollie's Family's Follies

Three Kids, Two Parents, One Happy Family;

The Fantastical Incestuous Frolics for Five!

Precious & Precocious

Now days you can't raise kids with their being ignorant of sex. Perhaps you almost never could at any age in history. In the little shacks and huts and log cabins of primitive times, parents could hardly keep it a secret when they copulated, and perhaps they didn't try much either. The farm animals bred, for any child to see too. Tents and tepees don't make for much privacy, perhaps upper class Victorians were able to hide sex from the kids, but the lower classes didn't bother that much. So when folks talk about our children being exposed to sex in the multitude of media that surrounds us, perhaps it is nothing new to youngsters being savvy to the ways of adult get together to make babies and have fun.

Mollie and Bill didn't believe in making sex a big secret in their household it was the 1970s and things were at the peak of libertine lifestyles, fifty years either side. They were of the mind that sex is a natural part of life, and while generally considered private, need not be an adult conspiracy that kids were kept from. The children would become curious about that activity when they reached a certain age, and an open wholesome attitude was healthier, than making it seem dirty and shameful. At that point they reasoned sex education was better than ignorance, and more likely to keep their kids from getting into trouble. If you taught about the benefits of good nutrition and the dangers of poison, why would you not inform the little ones you loved of the joy of being male and female, the problems of unwanted pregnancies and venereal diseases? When the time came of course - there was no need to rush things. In fact they expected the kids would learn from their peers before the conversation with their parents.

And of course, the time did come, not unexpected, but yet it was something of a surprise, even so. For all their modern thinking, Mollie and Bill were like any parents, their children matured quicker than they expected. Like parents of every generation for many millennium, they had the same thought that echoed in everyone who raised kids, 'they grow up so fast!!' So when Mollie found the yellow spots on her son's sheets, she was not shocked, but wondered if he knew he was having nocturnal emissions or being messy when he masturbated. But when she discovered that he had a stash of nudie magazines featuring women in very exposed poses, she coonfirmed that it wasn't his dreams that created his creams, but his fantasies when he jacked off.

Jack and Jill went up the hill

And each one had a quarter,

Jill came down with fifty cents,

They didn't go up for water!

If boys 'jack' themselves off, then girls get a thrill when they 'jill'. And that is what Mollie did, right on her son's bed. She was home, the kids at school and her husband Bill at work, so she was alone. The thought of her son masturbating to the naughty magazines made her incredibly horny. She closed her eyes and envisioned her boy of twenty two, naked on the sheets and fisting his young hard penis to the sight of the bare women on the pages. As she ran her finger in the juicy slit she saw in her imagination the youth with his hand wrapped around his stiff boner, holding the magazine with the other and the jism spilling over to dribble on the linens. It got her so hot just visualizing it, she had a cum in no time.

She flipped through the publications wondering if she could tell which gal was his favorite. The finger prints on the pages were easy clues. And the winning woman was . . . a lady that looked much like herself! Did Billy have the same taste his father did in women? (And Mollie loved it when big Bill tasted her!) She thought back to the last few months when she had noticed her grown boy giving her the eye. Now she understood why he shied away when she caught him doing so. He was likely trying to mentally undress her, the sneaky scamp! Actually, that was not only kind of complimentary, but gave her a small tingle in her twat!

Mollie wondered if she dared let him have a peak at her somehow. Sure, he had seen her in her bikini and sometimes in a bra and slip. But what if he came in while she was changing, and caught her naked? She was getting moist again! She hoped that her husband wasn't going to be late getting home from work; she wanted a quickie before dinner! She put the girlie mags away where she had found them and finished changing the sheets. The kids had seemed to mature so fast! Julie had budded a pretty pair of breasts and had a wispy patch of pubic hair to match her carrot-top redhead. She was just nineteen. Mary hadn't been far behind, though she was only eighteen now but so petite she looked several years younger. Watch out world here they come!

Model vs Mollie

She snagged her spouse who was on time and almost dragged him into their bedroom when he got home. She frantically got his pants undone and went down on him even before the trousers hit the floor. Bill knew his wife, something had gotten her hot and she wanted sex as soon as he had it up. He was happy to oblige, as he considered himself to be one lucky son of a gun to have so sexy and horny a gal for his wife. She was a regular firecracker with a short fuse and she like to go banging at the drop of a hat! Their sex life was never dull and they made a great pair. Bed time was often playtime and they were creative and open in their foreplay, even experimental and daring in their mating.

The terrific thing was, they had complete confidence and trust with one another, told each other what they liked and what they were interested in trying. They were a matched set, and the communication made their love making a thing of beauty and a joy to share always. Their love was all the stronger for this aspect and they were willing to allow the other partner to be themselves without judgment. That was a powerful combination of things, and it meant that they could be honest without fear of alienating their spouse. Few couples had that; it deepened their bonds, and made for a steady and sturdy relationship. So when Mollie told Bill of her discovery and her 'jilling' that resulted from her fantasizing about their son, he was cool about what was going on.

Bill suggested that he talk to the kid about sex, make sure that Bill Jr. didn't have misrepresented facts and got the straight dope on things, rather than pick up any misconceptions from his peers. Mollie agreed that is was certainly time for another adult level talk, but suggested that perhaps they do it as a couple. That way, Billy would have both sides of the perspective on male and female relationships and be able to ask her questions too. Bill said that was a wise idea and perhaps this weekend might be the time to broach the subject with their son. So they decided to make their presentation for Friday night. That was Tuesday.

Wednesday afternoon however, Billy stole march on them, preempting the conversation with a plea to his mom. Shortly after he arrived home from the local college he attended he found Mollie in the kitchen where she was cooking and asked her to come to his room. His solemn long face indicated to her that something serious was up; she took the pot off the stove and followed him. When they got to his bedroom he perched on the side of his mattress and she sat beside him. She asked what was bothering him.

"Mom, did you find my . . uh . . naked girl magazines, when you changed the sheets yesterday?"

"I did, yes. But you don't have to be embarrassed about them; boys naturally like to look at nude girlie magazines, when they get older."

"Whew! I thought that maybe one of my sisters had found them, when I saw that somebody had been messing with them."

"Well, I think that neither Julie nor Mary would be shocked by naked ladies. I doubt that they would be interested in them. I told your dad, but he didn't have a problem with it. In fact, we were planning a little talk about the facts of life and such, for Friday night. Just we and you, to make sure you had the correct information about sex."

"That would be okay. I was just worried about if the girls found my private stuff. You know how I hate it when they get into my things. And if they found those, they would tease me no end, you know how they are."

"Yes, your sisters delight in torturing you with their teasing, don't they? But I just happened to see them and looked them over out of curiosity. I didn't mean to invade your privacy, I'm sorry, Honey, forgive me?"

"Sure mom. I know you and dad are cool with those sorts of things. You are easier going than most parents. All my friends think that you are nicer than their own folks."

"Well, that's sweet. I think your dad and I are maybe just more realistic in our expectations of their kids than some other people. Could I ask you a question about those pictures I found?"

"Okay. I meant to hide them better, but I forgot to put them back in their secret place."

"Where's that? Never mind, that wouldn't be a good hiding place if you gave it away, would it. I don't mean to pry. But I am curious. There was one picture in those magazines that seemed to be your favorite . . ." Mollie reached under the bed and pulled out the box with the adult publications. She flipped a few pages until she found the one she wanted, "this one. Is that one you really like a lot, find rather hot?"

" . . Yeah . ." Billy could guess where she was going, but was unsure he wanted to talk about it.

"It kind of looks like me, doesn't it?"

"Uh . . I guess, sort of . ."

"Do you masturbate looking at this photo?"

"Yes." In a small voice.

Mollie didn't want to have her son feel humiliated, so she knew he needed to be reassured right then, that she wasn't upset. "That's a nice compliment, that you find somebody who resembles me, sexy. I don't mind. Do you think of me when you jack off? I know that some boys do have an attraction for their moms. That is not a bad thing; it just means their moms are good looking. Do you think I'm good looking enough to have fantasies about?"

Like as if he was mesmerized, he answered, "Yeah, mom. I saw you once coming out of the shower. You didn't know, but that's how I know that picture looks like you."

Mollie looked into her son's eyes, and decided that she ought to share something with him. What she said she could hardly believe her own ears for saying it, but out it came just the same. "I'll tell you a secret too. I got excited thinking about you when I saw that picture. I thought about what you would be doing, when you were gazing at the picture and thinking of me."

"You did, mom? Did you . . . you know . .?"

She bent close and whispered in his ear. "Yes, and I had a climax too." She could see that had an instant effect on her son's libido, his pants tented quite high. This excited her too and her pussy became dewy. Shocking herself even, she suggested, "Would you like to show mommy, what a big man you have grown into?" Suddenly the thought of viewing her son's erect penis was an electric thrill she very much wanted. Mollie went and locked the closed door. Turning to Billy, she directed, "Take off your jeans and underwear, Honey, let me see what you have in there!"

Saucer-eyed as he stood and opened his pants, then tugged the denim and underpants down together, so that the woodie he was sporting sprung up like a springboard. A wiry thatch of pubic hair was growing from the testicles. It was a thing of beauty to her, now she was really soaking her panties. She wanted to see him play with it. "Why don't you rub it a bit for mommy, Baby?" He followed her direction but his eyes were on her tits, not her face. Mollie knew he was hoping to get a 'tit for tat' deal out of their impromptu encounter. She smiled seductively and said, "You want to see mommy's breasts, do you?" He nodded, as if she didn't already know the answer.

Billy watched his dream come part true as his mom pulled off her tee-shirt, the reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Unfolding her arms the garment came forward releasing the twin mounds capped with red and erect nipples. Billy's hand was rapidly moving up and down on his manhood. Mollie took a step closer so he had a good look, an eyeful of her tits. In fact, perhaps she ought to give him a mouthful too, as she got to observe his jacking close at hand, so to speak. "You used to suck on these when you were a baby, would you like to do it again?" she asked but since she had no doubts as to his choice she put a boob right to his lips and sure enough he began to suckle on the ruddy round nipple.

In but a few seconds after that wonderful connection of mother and son, he reared back with a groan and let the jism spurt from his member. The sight of her boy's semen sent a frisson of a mini-orgasm thrilling through her body too. Mollie grinned at Billy, and said, "That's mommy's good boy."

"Please don't tell dad about this! Promise, mom!" Billy was suddenly scared that what they had done might have repercussions, and was concerned that his father might be angry about it.

Mollie knew better, but wanted to calm his fears and keep his trust of her as well. So she answered, "I promise that this is just between us. I won't say a word to your dad, but I think we will still have that forthright talk Friday night, okay?"

"Sure, mom. And thanks for letting me see your knockers, they're great!" She laughed and tousled his hair.

"Get cleaned up and put your pants back on, there cowboy. We don't want your sisters to get wind of this."

"Right about that!"

Mollie waited until some tissue had done the mopping and his zipper was on its way up before she exited. The girls were nowhere to be seen, thank goodness. She knew that her husband was going to get a workout in the sack tonight. 'Better make sure he got his protein tonight!' she thought as she went back to the kitchen.

After supper, while the family was gathered in the living room, however something unusual happened. But Mollie didn't know about it until she and Bill were in their bedroom and snuggling before they began their foreplay. Bill gave her a big kiss and then looked at her with an odd expression on his face.

"Did you see what Mary did tonight?" he asked.

"No, what did our little kitten do now?" she queried.

"That kitten is a little minx!"

"How so?"

"When she came to give me a goodnight kiss, she wasn't wearing panties under her nightie."

"So?"

"It was a bit of a short gown, and she was on my lap for a good ten minutes wiggling her little cute bottom on me."

"I used to do that to my dad too, I loved sitting on his lap."

""While he was only in his boxers, and did you give him a hard-on!?"

"I don't remember if my pop ever got . . . wait a minute, you had a boner with Mary on your lap?"

"Yeah, it wasn't intentional; Mollie, but I couldn't help it. That soft set of bunny buns was right on my dick and she was squiggling and giggling and wouldn't get off. I swear that she seemed to know what she was doing and was enjoying making her daddy get erect. No panties for Christsake! And my boner was half out the fly by the time she went to her room."

"So Mary had her papa's prick on her bare bottom, is that what you're saying?" Mollie was not upset, because she knew that Bill would never do anything to hurt their daughters. Mary was the more precocious of the pair, and if she had Bill squirming it was because she knew that she had her daddy wrapped around her little finger, as she was Miss Precious Princess in this house. Besides, that was pretty tame to what his wife and son had been doing that afternoon. So Mollie could hardly be judgmental. "And what did that do for you, Bill?" she asked, wiggling her eyebrows because she could tell it had had an arousing effect; she felt the firmness of his meat down there poking at her crotch.

"I told you, it made me hard!" he said with a playful growl and rolled over onto his spouse. "Your youngest daughter takes after her mama and knows how to make a man stiff."

"Well, she might be a tease, but I'm not!" and she opened her legs and wrapped them around him. His prick prodded her hole and she was glad that her girl had gotten him hot. She was more than primed from remembering her own encounter with one of their offspring. Their love making had a raw edge to it that night. The incestuous lust was a spice that incited them both to extra efforts and added orgasms. Mollie wondered as she fell asleep, (Bill already had dozed off,) what it was about their kid's sexuality that was such a turn on to them both? But she was glad for the result, nonetheless, and pondered with her last conscious thought, what was next?

Cumming of Age

Thursday started out normal and remained so until after dinner. The girls were in their rooms, nestled in their beds, Mollie had seen to them. Julie was reading a book, Mary drowsy and would be dreaming soon. Bill was watching a favorite TV show of his and she checked to see how Billy was doing. What Billy was doing was being done naked on top of the sheets. He had 'The Picture' in front of him, his favorite, and she should have knocked, knowing what he had been getting up to lately. Well, he was definitely up to it now, and that was UP in capitals. The pink scrotum was showing between his thighs and his fingers were working the muscle that arose from the base of his abdomen.

"Mom!" he exclaimed in surprise, but without any embarrassment of shyness. She closed the door instinctively.

"I see you are having a personal moment, Honey, I'll leave."

"Mom! Can I see your tits again?"

"Oh, Babe, I don't think that I should take my nightgown off, what if your father comes looking for me?" Again she felt like they were sharing a private kind of bonding moment, but she couldn't risk the disrobing right now.

"Lift your nightie up then, I want to see if you look like my picture down there!" Well that could be done quickly she figured, just a flash of pussy ought to be enough to satisfy her satyr son. She lifted her hem. "Come close so I can get a good look, mom." She stepped toward him. As she moved she could tell she was getting lubricated down there. She continued to go to his bed and then sat next to her son who lay there without a stitch on and royally erect. He looked at her then to the magazine then back to her crotch. Mollie felt a little jealous of the model in the photo, but Mollie thought she was sexier than the gal in the pic! In the spirit of competition with the other woman who her son was viewing, she spread her legs slightly.

Billy's eyes got big and she opened herself a little more. She was wet and her rosy gash glistened while her son ran his fingers up and down in a fury. "Cum for mommy, Baby, let mama see her boy shoot his sweet sperm!" That's all it took to set him off and the spurt flew out so far it landed on her left breast. She naughtily swabbed the dab up with her finger and sucked with her lips, "Mmm, tasty cream!" she said winking at him. Then she leaned forward and kissed him on his cheek. "Now go to sleep, tomorrow your father and I are going to come in and talk to you after your sisters are asleep. I love you Billy, you are a handsome and sexy boy!" With that, she departed.

Billy though, was so keyed up he had to do it again. This time he let the magazine slide to the floor and closed his lids, remembering the awesome sight of his mother's womanhood. In the morning his wastepaper basket next to his bed had handfuls of tissues.

Friday, after her family had left for school and work, Mollie went about her chores in the home. When she found the basket next to Billy's bed, she had a flashback to the moments of the evening before. She stripped and lay on his bed and fingered herself, jilling and thinking of her son's passion, she stuck two fingered inside and imagined it was his penis. She came twice that way. She knew it was only fantasy, but it had a power that she found almost scary. And so tempting.

The evening was quite sedate, and things went like nothing out of the usual was going to happen. The kids were allowed to stay up a bit longer on non-school nights, but the girls decided to retreat to their rooms to play, then came into the living rooms to give Mollie and Bill kisses good night. When they retired and were quiet for a while, Bill said he was going to bring their son into their bedroom for the intimate discussion that was planned. He and Billy came in. Billy was in his pajamas and Bill had on an old pair of boxers he wore around the house at night. Mollie had on a light gown that was semi-translucent but no panties. Bill initiated the talk by asking if Billy had any questions. He assured his dad that he was familiar with the general outlines of sex. He was still a virgin even at 22, respecting the girls he dated and their fears of getting pregnant. Yet he still had quite a few questions about details.

"Then we will share about those things." Bill said in his deeper voice, as the youth began to inquire about the multitude of wonderings he had. What did a woman's vagina smell like? Did it taste bad or good? What was sixty-nine all about? Would he get as hairy as his father? How did the penis know where to go when people were face to face? Bill stopped him there and said that they ought to take things one at a time. Perhaps that they both should to take their clothes off to begin with. He meant just the guys, but Mollie said that if their boy was going to learn anatomy then she ought to be naked too. So within a few minutes they were all sans clothing.

Bill was not hard yet, but of course Billy was. When Bill had his back turned for a moment while turning off the bright over head light, so that just the lamps were on, Billy motioned to Mollie to keep their secrets by putting a vertical index finger to his lips. She nodded that she understood. Bill returned and began explaining oral sex to his curious son. "So, what does a girl taste like, Dad?"

"Well, a little salty perhaps, and not bad, but sort of a mild . . uh, well come here Moll and let me see if I can describe it." He bent his head down to lick his wife.

"Can't I just try that?" Billy boldly suggested.

"Uh . . well I don't know."

"It's okay with me," said the lady in the room.

"Well, I guess, you can then but only for a moment, just to get the taste."

Billy was quick to replace his father between his mother's thighs and stick his face in her crotch. He lapped, just as he had seen his dad do. Mollie got a kick out of it, but her son retreated obediently when tapped on his tush by Bill after only about thirty seconds. His mom wished it had been longer. "How does it work the other way, when a girl licks a guy?" the youngster asked.

"I'll show you." his mother answered, but to his disappointment she went down on his old man not her son.

Then Billy surprised them both. "Let me try." and he moved into position instead of his mom and sucked on his father's dick. Molly noticed that where as Bill had been distracted somewhat when she was doing fellatio, that Bill was now very rampant when his son experimented with the technique. That was interesting! Something to keep in mind for later spice she made a mental note. "Can I see how the penis goes in the vagina?" Kid Curious was making a very bold request. Mollie was unsure about that, but Bill seemed to be desirous of getting his prick into something soft and wet, perhaps her pussy to cum in, rather than his son's mouth, she supposed. So she lay back and her husband stretched out over her. Billy got down by the foot of the bed and observed from that angle a few strokes of his father entering his mother.

Billy however soon came up to her and looked at her face as she accepted her spouse's cock into her yearning cunt. "Does it feel really good mom? Is he too big or do you get wider?"

"I . . expand to let his whole big thing in." she gasped because Bill was sawing very nicely in her in front of their son. She wondered if he would cum in her as Billy watched. They had not planned on going this far, but the discussion had turned into a demonstration, with audience participation no less! Which gave her an idea. "Bring your dick to my lips, Baby!" 'In for a penny, in for a pounding', she figured as her son put his hard cock right to her mouth and gave a small thrust to part them, as he has seen her do to his dad. She took the head of his prick into her orally and sucked her son while her husband fucked. And now the pace ramped up the rucking, as before his eyes Bill saw his wife suck their son.

Mollie was overcome with the whole erotic scene and began to cum, Bill knew she was climaxing and that made him blow his wad in huge shudders. Only Billy kept from his orgasm as he was new to everything and wanted remember the wild moment he was sharing with his parents. Bill rolled off opposite of Billy's side of Mollie and managed to hoarsely call out, "To be continued another night." Then Bill seemed to fall unconscious, out like a light, which he did rarely, only after a tremendous orgasm, like when Mollie jacked him off and had a finger up his anus at the same time. She looked up at her son, his dick still hard, she had let it pop out of her mouth when she came.

Mollie whispered, "Daddy's asleep, I think! Maybe we should save anything else for another night." But she knew her boy wanted to get his rocks off too, somehow. Fair's fair.

"Can I just rub on top of you and cream, Mommy" he pleaded. She couldn't see the harm in that, after all they had been through tonight. But she was only going to allow that. And she would tell Bill about it, since she knew that would get him rock hard for a grand fucking, thinking about the scene he had missed.

"Okay, Honey, but just a rub until you cum." She agreed.

Billy got on top of his mom, just as he has seen his dad mount her earlier. His still stiff penis was mashed on her pudenda, he put his face even with her breasts. He was light on her, his knees between her thighs and propping up on his elbows. Mollie put her hands on his tight buns and started him off, with a rocking motion of her pelvis. He quickly got the idea and in no time her son's sausage was sawing through her pubic hair and she could feel the fuzzy stones of his testicles bumping her slit. Billy remembering the joy of her exposed tits the other day latched on to her right nipple and drew it in sucking on it with a big smile. Mollie kissed the top of his head.

What she had not counted on was that this 'dry hump' was made after she had been well lubricated by both her and Bill's orgasms a few minutes before. So now the split of her mons was slick and swampy with the aftermath. This was coating the underside of Billy's meat as it strove against her, and the effect was to allow it to slide into the groove and the kid's hotdog was encased in his mom's labia like they were the bun, with condiments! Each stroke was taking it closer and closer to her entrance, sudden Mollie realized. If she didn't do something he would pop into her vagina at any moment! She grabbed his buttocks firmer and pulled him up a little.

But this was only buying time; the penetration seemed inevitable unless she called this off. She didn't want to disappoint their son, but she couldn't let him fuck her, she was not going to take her son's virginity! Oh my God, she could feel him at the very portal again! But then she was saved by the bell, or rather the blast of the young cock which had been so stimulated by the hot wetness of her pussy's outer reaches that it had achieved climax. A puddle of her boy's cum had squirted in the chalice of her split, not quite in the hole, not actually inside, but she could feel the head of Billy's dick throb in the spot that any further would have been entry into mommy.

She let him rest for a few minutes, to recover. She was happy that he had gotten off on her. Glad that they had missed (by a fraction of an inch perhaps) actual penetration. She didn't think that was quite what Bill had in mind, when he purposed that they teach their son the more intricate factors of sex. Still, she remembered her fingers and fantasy of the other day and in a way, sort of had wanted it to happen, even so. With mixed feelings she got him to scoot up and kissed his face and said reassuring things about he was mama's other man, and how happy he had made both daddy and her by being willing to learn so much in one night. There would be other lessons in the future she told him, though she wasn't sure quite when.

As they dressed and she accompanied him back to his room to tuck him in, she stressed that what they all had done together must remain very secret. None of his friends, or especially his sisters should find out about their teaching him explicit lessons about sex. He confirmed he knew that it was top secret and that nobody would find out from him. Mollie went back to her bed and lay down next to Bill and was almost instantly asleep.

What'ch Watchin'? #1

Saturday morning, their household followed the American tradition of parents sleeping late and kids watching TV. Mollie awoke to the happy sensation of her husband under the sheets performing cunnilingus. She giggled as she threw the covers back exposing her spouse, still buck naked from last night, munching on her muff, she as nude as he. She decided to use the 'spice' she had discover the evening before. "Mmm . ." she murmured her approval of his attentions to her nether regions, "I think I know something new, I think that my hubby likes to have his dick sucked by his son, our own boy - mmm?"

Bill came up for air and stretched to French his beautiful wife, his dick now nuzzling where his mouth had been moments ago. "God! Babe, wasn't that something? I never expected him to go down on his dad. On you sure, but when he started sucking my cock I got really hard, and I could even feel my asshole tighten. It was weird. I'm not gay, but Billy brought out the Bi in my libido. I mean I knew I had a touch, but having my own son in such an intimate setting really made it electric!" Mollie could feel him getting hard from the memory of that naughty little demi-homoerotic encounter. She reached down and fitted him to her.

"And maybe next time he'll let you suck on him? Would you like that? Like father, like son, like each other to mutually be Bi and guy to guy? I think that it might be interesting to see two fellas fiddle with each other. Would you be willing to experiment with that, if he were interested in trying something of that sort? His answer was indicated by the increased pace of his fucking, even before making a grunt that meant 'Yeah, I would!' She continued, "Yes, and what about something more?" Mollie reached around and managed to find Bill's anus and poke a finger tip in. Bill got even more energetic then. But she didn't want for his to cum just yet. "Roll over!" She directed. He did so, knowing that she had something on her mind.

Mollie mounted her man; bring his hands to her breasts, as she sat with practiced ease on his hard and upright erection. Her hips rolled in a movement that glided the muscle in and out of her hungry cunt. Bill looked up at the sexy siren he was married to, waiting for her to speak, as he was sure she would. "After you had dropped into never-never-sleepy-land; Billy had a little more fun with me."

"Jeez, Moll, he didn't fuck you did he?"

"No, he just rubbed his dick on top of me, and came that way. But it was fun!"

"I think we did more than just clue him into the facts of life, last night. He got to see us as we were going at it, even. I didn't plan that we would let things go so far, they just sort of . . of . ."

"Sort of rolled along on their own, like a runaway train."

"Yeah, and then it went into the tunnel!" said Bill as he laughed. Then he stopped laughing because he was about to cum.

"What cha doin?" A small feminine voice asked from the doorway. It was Mary. How long had she been standing there with the door open six inches and her face popped through, with her eyes wide, watching them? Mollie remembered she had left the door unlocked when she had returned from Billy's room, but she was sure she had shut it tight, hadn't she?

"Uh . . Mommy and daddy are just playing a game. Kind of like twister, but for grown-ups . . in bed." As if she couldn't figure it out! Damn! They were almost at climax.

"Can I play too?" Mary asked coming into the room all innocent in her bright smile. She began to climb on the bed with them. Now, it wasn't a usual thing for them to be naked in front of their children, though in might happen by accident on occasion and no big deal was made out of it. (Not including last night's sortie into incest or the exposure Mollie had provided to Billy in his room, exceptions each.) But it was the first time that they had been caught in flagrante delicto by any of the kids. (Not counting the demonstration and exhibition of eight hours ago in their bed with their son, either, of course.) Mollie reluctant quickly dismounted and Bill drew up the sheet as best he could. Not that easy as Mary crawled on top of the covering as he was tugging it.

"Why aren't you watching television, Sweetheart?" Mollie inquired as she grabbed her gown from the floor where it had landed the evening before. She let it slide over her head. Bill was still hard, but at least had the sheet at his middle. Suddenly, Mollie realized that she had to pee, real bad! "I'll be right back, mommy has to go pee!" She race for the toilet, it was a close thing. When she came back the scene that greeted her seemed surreal. Mary was sitting on Bill's middle, just as Mollie had been doing when Mary first announced herself. The sheets were on the floor. Mary's nightshirt was up around her waist and clearly she was wearing no panties. Bill had an astonished expression, as if someone had just thrown a pie in his face from out of nowhere. Mary was rocking her hips in imitation of Mollie's actions.

Mary turned her head and said, "Look mommy, I can play horsey with daddy too! I'm riding him just like you were doing!" The girl turned and smiled at her father, still bucking her naked little butt on his boner. Bill suddenly appeared stricken with horror, as his hips made jerky movements under his youngest daughter's derrière. Mollie knew at that instant that he had creamed, involuntarily, but nonetheless, his girl's bare behind had triggered the already primed stick of male dynamite, and it had exploded between the cheeks of the Mary's bottom. "OOPS! Daddy's leaking! I think he has to go pee, too."

Bill shouted as he lifted his daughter off his semen dripping cock and tossed her gently aside on to the mattress. "YES! Daddy has to go the bathroom, Sweetie! EXCUSE ME!" and out he dashed, giving Mollie a look that said he was just as astounded as she, at the turn of events, and even more chagrined by his inadvertent orgasm from his child's stimulation. Mary looked up at her mother from the bed and put her hand over her mouth as she giggled.

"Whoops, I made my papa, dribble!"

Mollie frowned at her youngest and most impish of kids. "I don't think that you ought to play like that with your father anymore. Okay?"

"Alright, but that was a lots of fun! Too bad Julie couldn't try it too. I bet she would like it as much as you and me, mom!"

"Well, how about you not letting her know what you did. Because I don't think daddy liked it that much,'

"Yes he did mom, as much as when you were doing it. That's why he creamed. Doesn't he like it when you make him squirt?" With that cryptic remark she indicated that she was not innocent at all but was the minx her father had said she was, Mary hopped of the bed and exited their bedroom. Mollie was still both a bit stupefied and somewhat miffed at her daughter's antics, when Bill came back. He made mouthing motions but nothing came out - he was speechless, not knowing what to say to his wife about what had just happened. She put her hand to his lips to indicate he should stop trying to talk. He was still nude and semi hard. She pulled him on top of her as she fell back on the bed, opening her thighs, the gown riding up her legs to expose her crotch.

"God! Bill that was the craziest thing ever. She knew what she was doing to you. I am so turned on right now I need a cum bad. Fuck me, just fuck me and don't talk. I'm not angry at you, it was Mary's doing, you couldn't help it. But I never got a chance to do that to my daddy. Maybe I might have if the right circumstances had ever opened up, but I swear I wouldn't be surprised if she seduces you someday, with a nerve like that! Right in front of me she brought you off. That was so hot, I'm so turned on!"

Bill found his voice, as he plowed as hard as he could in his spouse's pussy. "What about you and Billy? Did you want to screw Billy last night?" Now his member was like oak.

"OH! Would you like that? To see me and Billy fucking?"

It was obviously yes. Because Bill didn't answer as he was too intensely focused on the approaching climax he was close to, and working to bring Mollie to peak as well. She also discontinued conversing for concentrating on copulating, her orgasm about to explode also. Then, they were both seeing stars and their bodies convulsed with the superheated fireworks that their incestuous lust had set off. Neither cared if the door was open or not at that point. It was a bit, but there was no audience at the moment. But that would not always be the case, as they were to soon discover!

The rest of Saturday was a day of rest. Bill and Mollie took a nap in the afternoon, to rest up from the morning's exertions. The kids had their various games and went off to see friends in the neighborhood. Mollie ordered pizza delivered for dinner and Bill rented a video tape for all to watch when he went to pick up more soda. The family settled in for the evening as if things were as they had been a week ago. Bedtime was standard routine too. Bill had a golf game early tee-off the next morning and Mollie wanted to plant some flowers in the front. She thought she could enlist the kids help. But nobody had any dirty thoughts as they went to sleep, and no sheets were soiled. Billy didn't even need a tissue, that night, except to blow his nose.

However, the next morning . . .

Son's Rise at Sunrise

Mollie slowly came awake, with the lovely feeling of a tongue between her thighs. She and Bill sometimes slept in the buff and last night she had decided she would be more comfortable in the warmer weather without a gown. Bill had also shucked his shorts and they had cuddled, spooning as they fell asleep. Now he was lapping at her pussy. It must be raining and his game canceled she thought. She opened wide for his oral attack; he was trying some new techniques on her, not his usual variety of manipulations. She luxuriated in the sweet nibbling of his lips and licking at her labia. Then he was sucking her clit. Kind of a bit hard, actually. "Easy does it, Honey!" she said, opening her eyes.

The sun was shining under the drapes. "Don't you have a game toda . ." 'The sun was shining?' Wait a minute, then . . Mollie looked down to see Billy eating her out. And not all that bad a job either. This was unexpected. But somehow she wasn't surprised, with the way things had been going in the household, it was more par for the course. She just hoped that Billy wasn't planning on getting his putter into her hole. Though she wouldn't mind playing with his balls. He was doing nicely, she really enjoyed the difference of his novice style, he got the message about being gentle with her nubbin and now the tongue was swirling everywhere down there. Here came his lips kissing her mons and thighs.​