Incest/Taboo Snowed In

It never failed. The cool morning air had increased my need to pee waking me from a sound sleep, though the smell of fresh hot coffee just brewed forced me to open my eyes. Mandy and Collette were both still sound asleep making it difficult for me to slip out of bed, especially as I was still sandwiched between them. The feel of their soft warm bodies acting like an insulator against the morning cold wasn't something I relished relinquishing either. But now the urgency of having to relieve my bladder took precedence over the comfort of continuing to lie there.

Literally backing out of the bed, I managed to climb out over the back of the couch, the sudden space I'd just created letting the cool air from the room in. Almost immediately both of my sisters seemed to scrunch towards one another in their half sleep until making contact, once again settling into their early morning slumber as I padded barefoot into the kitchen on my way downstairs to the bathroom. Not surprisingly, mom was standing at the window looking out at the still falling snow sipping a cup of coffee when I came in. She turned upon hearing me.

"Morning honey, you're up early."

She glanced towards my crotch as she said that. Though I really did need to pee, I also had what was my constant companion and friend first thing in the morning too. A morning woody as I called it, tenting out the front of my white briefs as I stood there. It didn't help as I glanced quickly up at clock on the wall that mom stood in nothing more than her bathrobe. I knew she slept naked, even during the cold winter months, always had. But it was the fact that she stood there with her robe undone, the hint of her nudity peeking out at me beneath it. I could see the roundness of her breasts, nipples just hidden by the material still covering them. Though what wasn't hidden, and stood there to greet me as I slowly lowered my gaze without even realizing I was, was her beautiful bare pussy. The fact she made no effort whatsoever to close her robe as I looked at her, was another reminder of the changes that had occurred since last night. I don't know why I thought things would be like they once were, because it was readily apparent that they weren't. But it was still a bit of a surprise to find her standing there like that so carefree and without conscience, something that was still going to take me a while in getting used to.

"It's not even six o'clock yet, why are you up?" I asked once again locking eyes with her.

She chuckled at hearing that. "You want the truth? Though I guess after last night it wouldn't make much sense to make anything up now would it?" she said still laughing at her own private thought.

If I didn't relieve my bladder soon however, it was going to burst. "Hold that thought, I'll be right back," I then said glancing at her again.

"Hold that thought?" she responded, her hand suddenly dropping down between her legs as she actually cupped her pussy. "OK...I will. But hurry back if you want to find out why I really am. Oh...and don't be doing anything with that except pee either," she told me.

After seeing her do that, it was going to take a bit longer to actually pee than I'd expected, bolting down the stairs and then off into the bathroom. I returned several minutes later feeling much better, and somewhat flaccid again, though the minute I walked back into the kitchen area, it wasn't long that I was.

Though she was now sitting down, it was what she was doing while sitting down that froze me in place as I re-entered the room. Seeing the look in my face, she laughed, though thankfully not loud enough to wake my sisters thus bringing them into the room. I knew in an instant, I wanted to this time all to myself.

"Because I was still horny from last night," she told me answering the question as I stood there staring at her. "Couldn't sleep," she then added, moaning a little as she did, mainly because of the bright yellow banana that I now saw was buried fully deep inside her cunt as she sat there, one leg propped up onto the table itself, spreading herself, a decadently wicked display as I stood there.

I was mesmerized. Here was my own mother, so openly masturbating herself, and uncaring that I was watching her, watching her shove a piece of fruit up inside her pussy.

"So, are you shocked at seeing your horny mother like this?" She now asked me. "Or just shocked to realize I usually am. Obviously, up until now...I've kept that aspect about myself a pretty well guarded secret."

"Not so much," I told her finally walking over, pulling out a chair, placing it in front of her and then taking a seat. "I've always known...well we've always known actually that you and dad have had a pretty active sex-life, just never seen you quite as open about it as you are now," I said looking at her, watching as she uninhibitedly continued to ease that yellow fruit in and out of her obviously wet pussy.

"Well, to more fully answer your question? I've always been horny first thing in the morning, don't know why really...maybe it's the equivalent of your morning woody or something like that. But...I've always enjoyed the naughty feel of coming downstairs like I am now, and sitting here in the kitchen playing with myself. That element of danger perhaps that someone could get up and catch me before I'd finished. I think Collette actually did once too, though she never said anything to me about it afterwards."

"Always with a banana?" I now asked feeling my cock begin to press almost painfully against the front of my briefs as I sat there continuing to watch her. I recalled several times where there always appeared to be fresh bananas sitting in the fruit bowl on the kitchen table in the past.

"Not always no," she giggled actually blushing a little. "Most of the time, I just prefer my fingers, but there are times like after last night, when I'm remembering the nice erotic stretch of my pussy after it's been filled with a nice hard dick, that my fingers just don't quite cut it. Sort of like now," she told me as she enthusiastically continued to sit there and fuck herself with the fruit so openly. "Of course...I'd rather be fucking that, unless you're not interested," she said once again glancing over at my crotch, the head of my dick already peeking up and over the top of my briefs as I sat there.

She then eased the banana out of her pussy, wrapping her lips around it instead, sucking and thus cleaning it off. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever see her do to be perfectly honest about it. Without even realizing that I had at first, I stood up, sliding my shorts down around my ankles. And though it was a bit cool inside the house this early in the morning, especially as the fire in the living room had also died out, I was now feeling the heat of my arousal as I stepped towards her. She smiled, standing up herself, and simply turned holding onto the back of her chair. Words weren't necessary as she bent over, flipping up the back of her robe presenting me with the backside of her ass and wet glistening pussy. Rock hard, I stepped up behind her and slid in.

I couldn't believe how wet...how slick, and how warm her pussy was as I buried myself balls deep inside her, actually feeling them as they slapped against her as I thrust inside her, now holding still. It was amazing to me, even now...one single thrust into her cunt, and already fighting for control, wanting to savor the feel of her slickness, that satiny caress on my shaft as I slowly withdrew, then slid in again holding.

"Oh fuck...you tease you!" mom spat purposely clenching her pussy around my shaft. Though I wasn't teasing her, I was honestly trying to keep myself from coming too fucking soon!

Somehow I managed to collect myself and began thrusting in and out of her with a nice steady rhythm. As I did, mom dropped her hand down between her legs and began frigging her clit, occasionally reaching up just far enough to tickle my shaft with her finger tips as I slid in and out of her. The slap of flesh against flesh now began filling the room her rapid breathing as well as my own as we slipped from an easy-soft fuck, to one of furious lustiness.

"Oh god yes! Yes! Make me cum Brian! Make me cum!" Mom cried out. Pounding away, I could feel her pussy liquefy even more greatly than it already was, clenching down on me almost simultaneously, pulsating as it gripped my cock. I thrust once, twice, and then felt the surge of my own release as it tore through my balls racing up the length of my shaft, spurting inside her. Feeling my liquid discharge seemed to intensify her own ongoing release, she shuddered, thrashing about wildly for a moment, grinding her ass against me as though to ensure the milking of my cock for each delicious precious drop.

Only afterwards did we realize that Collette and Mandy were standing there in the doorway watching us. They each had their hands down between their legs, by the look on Mandy's flushed face, she had somehow managed to join us there in our ecstasy, though Collette appeared to be still hovering on the verge.

"Allow me," mom said disengaging my cock, walking over and then kneeling down in front of my sister. In seconds, she had wrapped her lips around my sister's clit and knelt there sucking it.

"Damn! Makes me wish I had waited!" Mandy said almost pouting, and then surprised me as she came over and knelt down in front of me, taking my now spent prick inside her mouth, still covered with the combined spendings of my juices along with moms.

Admittedly it was fucking hot, watching as Collette reached out, her hands, fingers suddenly entwining themselves in mom's hair, pressing herself against mothers face, humping her to some degree as she did so. The soft 'pop' licking, sucking sounds of mom's lips wrapped about my sister's clit as she devoured her pussy soon began to push Collette over the edge where she'd been hovering for so long.

"Oh mom! Mom! This might be..." She never finished. Sensing her immanent climax, Mom slid a finger inside Collette's cunt, now walking it up inside her against her "g" spot. When she did that, the dam literally burst, and with it a cascade of sweet tasting pussy juice that erupted as forcefully as I'd ever seen it. I thought for a moment, mother might even drown as she held on, trying to swallow just as quickly as Collette squirted it out, but to no avail. Eventually she had to breathe, forced away with the last several clear liquid squirts still hitting mom full on in the face. And even as she did, mom knelt there and laughed.

"Finally!" she exclaimed. "About damn time!"

With the "hornies" temporarily set aside, we once again settled in around the kitchen table with fresh cups of coffee. Even the sun hadn't fully peeked its head through the window yet as we sat there with smiles on our faces.

Looking out, Collette spoke, "So...besides trying to dig ourselves out a little, what else is on the agenda for today anyway?" she asked.

"Well first thing of course is breakfast. Your dad will be wanting to eat shortly after he gets up, something nice, warming and full so he'll have lots of energy for latter," she mused. "Both for shoveling...and fucking," she grinned, "provided that you two are up for that," she questioned curiously.

Collette and Mandy actually did look at one another, though they had in fact shared dad's cock with one another, licking and sucking it, perhaps the thought of actually fucking him wasn't something either one of them was quite ready to consider as yet. The fact I had fucked mom though seemed to be the final decision maker as they sat there thinking about it further.

"He does have a nice cock," Mandy finally admitted to us all, especially mother.

"Yes he does, much like your brothers," mom told them both.

"We wouldn't know, we uh...haven't quite got ourselves there...yet," Collette now stated surprising her.

"You're kidding me? You mean to say I actually fucked Brian before either one of you did?" Mom said in surprise.

"Ah yep...but am hoping to change that before the days over," Collette grinned, as did Mandy.

"Well then, seems we do indeed have a busy day, and night ahead of us then!" Mom laughed. "And like I said last night...I have a few ideas about all that we should probably discuss, and then think about while we're actually having to work. Perhaps that will keep the adrenalin going and not tire everyone out for later!"

"What did you have in mind anyway?" Mandy asked curiously.

Mom stood and refilled our coffees, bringing back with her a note pad and pen as she did. "Maybe while we're just sitting here waiting for your father to get up, we can actually start thinking about it," she suggested. "I thought...it might be fun for each one of us to list something, something we've always wanted to do, and maybe haven't even done yet. Though it doesn't even have to be that, it can be something as simple as something we enjoy doing, and want to do, see or experience amongst ourselves. So...having said that, once you've got your fantasy, or desire written down on paper, we'll throw them all in a bowl or something. Then, throughout the course of the day, we'll all take turns drawing them out of the bowl in random order. How's that sound?" she asked.

"I take it you've already got something in mind," Collette said grinning at her.

"Oh yes...something I've always wanted to try, but never have," she said winking at her. "And now...just might be the perfect opportunity to do that. So...yes, I do. Now, how about you guys? Anything come to mind?"

"I've got one," Mandy said reaching out for the note pad. "But no fair peeking until it's drawn," she said hiding whatever it was she wrote down. "Part of the fun and surprise will be hearing what it is just before it happens don't you think?" she asked.

"My thoughts exactly," mom said as she pulled down a covered Tupperware bowel out of the cupboard. "Once you've written it down, fold it up and then toss it in here, for later."

"I'm gonna need some time to think about this," I freely admitted. "I've got so many things in mind...sort of hard to choose between them!"

That garnered another round of laughter to which we heard dad comment on as he entered the kitchen, fully dressed and already raring to go.

"What's so funny?" He asked as mom poured him a cup of coffee, and then explained to him what we were doing. His eyes lit up in interest at that, though he walked over sipping his coffee as he glanced out the window. "I think I'll take some time to think about mine too as I'm digging out," he stated. "By the way...when's breakfast?"

"We were just going to get started on it now," she said eyeing the girls letting them know it was time to get dressed and start fixing it.

"Good, meanwhile, Brian and I can at least start cutting a path from the back door towards the garage," he stated, eyeing me and letting me know we had work waiting ahead of us before play time. "Let's at least see if we can do that so we can hook up the plow again, and see what's facing us on the road out of here," he told me.

It took the better part of an hour to just shovel a path out between the house and the garage. We'd actually reached the point where we were tossing the snow up and over our heads when we finally cleared away the door and were able to get into the garage. Even having done that, we had our work cut out for us in opening the garage door in order to get the truck out with the snowplow on.

"We'll tackle this after breakfast," dad informed me as the two of us stood there looking at a near perfect wall of snow. Hopefully it would be a bit easier with the plow on, though even that was suspect. I'd never seen it this deep before in all the years we'd been living here, it really was the worst storm in recent memory.

"Listen Brian, before we head back in for breakfast, just wanted to say something to you in case you had any worries, doubts or fears," he began. I'd never really been all that close to my father, not in this way at least. We'd had talks before of course, told a few dirty jokes, things like that, but we'd never really had any one on one intimate personal discussions before now, so I was feeling a little intimidated and unsure as to where any of this was actually going.

"I don't...well not really," I answered though he now continued anyway.

"Glad to hear that, but...just the same, just wanted you to know something. Years ago, before your mom and I ever thought something like this might happen, we actually discussed it. We talked about the possibility of it, though back then, it was more along the lines of being candid with one another about our thoughts...fantasies. Your mom and I, as you now well know, have always been honest and truthful with one another about those. We've never held back, kept any secrets, or even denied anything from one another either. And just so you're not too shocked, thought I might as well tell you now before things go any further. Your mom and I, from time to time, have been with, and played around on the side. Not very often, just once in a while, and only with people we've both felt comfortable being around, people that we knew wouldn't cause problems or let petty jealousies or insecurities get in the way because of it. And then of course, as I said, we long ago mentioned the three of you.

I didn't know if it would ever happen any more than your mother did. But...if it did, which it now has, just want you to know, it's ok," dad chuckled a bit nervously, laughing. "In a way, it's almost a relief. Your mother's always had, and probably always will have, a higher sex-drive than even I do. At times, I've had trouble keeping up with her, though she's never really complained. But...just so you know Brian, whenever the two of you want to, you know...fool around, you don't have to worry about seeking my permission before doing so. I know for a fact that your mom gets herself off each and every morning after she gets up, almost like clockwork. It's how she literally begins her day, so I wouldn't be too surprised if I were you, if she now invites you to take care of that from time to time."

"Yeah, I sort of discovered that already this morning," I told him, and then briefly filled him in on what had already happened, though I did leave the part of my sister's eventually joining in out of it. I figured that was their story and something for them to share if they wanted to.

I was still relieved however when he laughed even louder upon hearing that. "See? Like I said, now that things have happened the way they did last night, you're bound to see an entirely new side of your mother...well, and me too I guess, that you haven't seen before. You good with that?"

So much had happened, I'm not sure I'd actually had a chance to digest everything, even now. But I also knew, I wanted to continue, at least for the time being anyway. Maybe I might change my mind later, or that due to time and circumstance, everything would quite naturally come to an end anyway. But at the moment, especially with the five of us all cooped up together inside the house, it could get boring in a hurry. But not if the excitement and near constant arousal of being able to fool around quite openly in front of one another was a possibility. Which obviously...it was.

"Let's go eat," dad said putting his arm around my shoulder as we made our way back down the path we'd so recently dug out. And though it was still snowing, it had finally begun to taper off, at least it wouldn't fill up the trench we'd just dug again.

"By the way dad...who have you and mom fooled around with?" I asked him.

"I'll let your mother answer that one," he told me. "If she decides to," he then answered just as we opened the door into the kitchen, the morning breakfast just then being placed out on the table.

"Hungry?" Mom asked, still wearing her sexy robe and nothing else.

"Famished!" Dad and I both said, and then sat down to eat. As we did, I noticed that one more folded piece of paper now sat inside mom's Tupperware bowl.

While the girls cleaned up the kitchen I followed dad back outside where we hooked up the plow to the truck. It was slow-going, but eventually we'd carved out a path out to the main highway. And though we did, it was evident the highway itself was in worse shape than our own driveway was now. In addition to that, the power was still off too, though we were running off the generator now, though being careful as to what all he had turned on and used so as not to use up all the fuel for it. No telling how long before we'd see the roads plowed and accessible again.

By the time we made it back, the girls were all huddled in the living room around a nice roaring fire. All three of them wearing robes, and nothing else as we quickly discovered.

"Ok you two...time to join us," mom said. "So you need to write something down and toss it into the bowl so we can pick one," she then added. "We're starting to get antsy here!"

"Horny you mean," Mandy giggled, "Because I certainly am!"

Mom had said anything, and so mine was more voyeuristic perhaps than any of theirs might be, but I mentioned that again before writing it down. "You did say anything right?" I asked.

"Yes, I did, and while we're on that subject, and before we even begin, maybe we should all lay out a few ground rules here first too."

That sounded like a good idea, something we were all in agreement with.

"Good, for starter's then, number one rule and for obvious reasons. For the time being, everyone is to pretend we're in Vegas ok? So in other words, what happens here, stays here. No one else besides ourselves needs to know about, or hear about any of this...agreed?"

Once again, we all were. Me in particular as I had been a little worried about that even though neither one of my sisters seemed to be.

"Number two...each one of us has obviously written something down that we'd either like to do or see. In order to be fair to everyone's desires and or fantasies, we need to do our level best to see to it that they're honored and fulfilled. Otherwise, it will spoil it for everyone else. Are we also in agreement there?"

Once again, we all agreed, though I was quite interested and no wondering what it was my sister's had come up with, especially by the smiles on both of their faces. I hurriedly finished writing mine down, and then tossed it into the container, and then at mom's suggestion, ran back down to my room in order to retrieve my bathrobe. Dad's was already waiting for him thrown over the back of the couch.

"You don't have to wear it either," she told me after I'd returned. "Only if you get too cold sitting around naked. With that, she took hers off, though the warmth of the fire had seen to it that the room was comfortably maintained. Dad had finished writing his note, folded it, and then placed it inside mom's bowl. Picking it up, she secured the lid and then stood shaking it thoroughly, mixing them up.

"Ok, Brian? Why don't you draw out the first one," mom stood there grinning, her marvelous nude body already incentive, arousing my manhood as I now joined her, standing by her side reaching in. I did so, handing it to her. "Go ahead...read it," she said excitedly, as we all were.

I read the first couple of words to myself silently, realizing as I did this one was moms. I swallowed hard, rereading it to myself before Mandy spoke up and complained.

"Hey no fair reading it ahead of time!" She told me. "Read it out loud so we can all hear what it has to say at the same time!"

I cleared my throat, looking up towards mom, and then dad...feeling the heat in my face begin to grow as I did so.

"Ok, well...obviously this one is moms," I began, hearing her giggle even before I began. And then hearing dad speak in almost a whisper,

"This should be good," he said catching a look from her.

"Not if you don't behave!" She told him sternly. "Now go on Brian, read it!"

I cleared my throat again, and then read. "I have always had this fantasy, something I've never done or even tried, but have thought about repeatedly. So, what I'd like to experience for the very first time, is what it would be like to experience a naughty double fuck while having my daughters suck on and play with my breasts while Brian and Harold fuck me. And I'd prefer it if Brian was the one to take my ass for the first time," she'd added as a postscript.

Dad was grinning from ear to ear, I figured he'd half expected that. Obviously it was something they had in fact previously discussed. Collette too was grinning upon hearing mom's request, though Mandy had squealed in feigned surprise at hearing what it actually was.

"God, even I've never considered doing that mom!" she said seriously, on the one hand not sure if she found that arousing or not, yet on the other, sounding curiously excited at actually seeing it anyway.

She had obviously come prepared for it too, just in case. I saw her pull several things out of a bag she'd brought down with her, including the same double-ended dildo the girls had used on one another the day before, along with a few other things, something called "Honey Dust", some massage ointments, and then some KY lubricant which she handed to me.

"Make sure you and I both are good and slippery," she announced. "And it might be a good idea if we roll out the bed again for this one," she added. "I want to be nice and comfortable when this finally happens."

We hurriedly did that, making the bed ready as dad was the first to crawl into it, lying on his back. Mom quickly positioned herself over dad first. "Once he's in...go ahead and lube me up," she told me, and then yourself," she reminded me. "Not too much though, or you might make it too slippery, just enough to get your cock inside me," mom said, already sounding lusty as hell, especially by the look on her face. She had that "I'm so fucking horny!" look about her that I was starting to become very familiar with.

"How's that feel?" I said as I easily managed to slip a finger inside her ass, worming it about, ensuring that she was indeed all nice and lubricated inside there.

"Nice, very very nice. Just go slow and easy at first, until I tell you otherwise," she asked.

Mom had already impaled herself on dad's steel cock, though he lay beneath her unmoving, now waiting for me. Like Mandy had asked the first time, now Collette did. "Let me put it in her," she stated, kneeling at my side, reaching over to place the head of my cock at the tiny puckered opening of mom's ass. "Easy does it," she said speaking for mom as I looked down, watching her initially tease mom's opening with the head of my dick. "OK...now, press inwards, just a little, just until the tip slips in, and then stay there," she instructed me.

Since this was basically my first time ever for this too, I was quite frankly glad for the instructional guidance, and did as she asked. Collette held my cock in fact so that just the head could slip in, that and nothing more, as though ensuring I didn't get carried away with myself and shove the whole thing in at once. She and I both watched as it finally did, just the tip finally spearing mom's ass, sliding inside her.

"Hmmm," Mom moaned pleasurably. "That...feels nice!"

"More?" I now asked unnecessarily.

She wiggled back against me in response to that. "A bit more yes..." she almost hissed, "Just a little, let me enjoy feeling it inch by inch as you get in."

Collette wasn't about to let me do any more than that either, once again grasping my shaft, two inches, no more appearing out of her hand, though her hand now rested almost a bit too snugly against my balls.

"Go ahead Brian," she urged me, her freehand now rubbing my ass as I slowly inserted what I could inside mom. Once again hearing her moan pleasurably as the girth of my aroused cock began to widen her opening even more than it was already. Tapered as I was, unlike dad, it helped make the penetration perhaps a bit easier on her than it ever would have been with him.

"Oh fuck yes that feels good!" Mom almost cried out, "Now give it to me Brian, all of it, every fucking inch! Put it in me, and then just hold it there!"

Forced to let go, Collette moved her hand away as I began to slide in the last two or three inches into my mother's ass. Only then did I realize as Mandy had knelt on the other side looking on, that her hand too had been busy. She'd been gently fingering and fondling dad's balls while he sat patiently waiting for me to slip my cock inside mom next to his. It was a very strange sensation initially, for all of us. The tightness of mom's ass was unbelievable, and at first I couldn't see how I could even possibly fuck her without making it painful. On the other hand, she seemed to loosen a little, gradually getting used to the intrusion, and the slipperiness of the lubricant ensured that I'd be able to. Of course, there was the other sensation of me actually able to feel dad's cock resting next to mine, even though they weren't doing so directly. But there was no denying the firmness and hardness I felt as our two dicks now pressed against one another, as mom more fully skewered herself on both of us simultaneously. I could only imagine what that must have felt like for her though it was Collette who then asked the simple question.

"How does that feel anyway?" She asked. "As hot as that looks, I might want to try that one myself!"

"Unfucking, believable!" Mom exclaimed hotly. "God, I'm so fucking full of cock!" she then sighed, rocking back just a little. I felt her pull forward, likewise removing my cock not quite fully before rocking back, once again impaling herself, not only on me, but on dad as well. "That's it...let me do it initially," she asked, "Before the two of you go and get all carried away."

Mom took her time too, though I was personally grateful for it. It gave me more control over myself for one thing, and for another, I was able to concentrate more fully on the exquisite sensation as well without tripping my "time to come switch" too early.

"All right girls," mom now said adding them in on the mix. "Come suck my tits!"

With mom riding my dick and dads, the urge to splurge was bad enough, but now seeing my two sisters, each one happily and excitedly latching onto one of mom's free swinging large breasts was almost too much to take. There's just something about seeing that, at least for me, that had already fired things up a notch on the arousal meter, and I was quickly running out of space on the intensity meter before I let go.

"Ok you two, now you can fuck me...slowly at first, but fuck me. I'll tell you when to speed things up, or slow things down," she informed us. This was after all her fantasy, as much as I was enjoying it myself, I had every intention of seeing to it that hers was fulfilled to the best of my ability. And so it seemed, was dad. He was obviously in no hurry to rush through anything either, his cock easing in and out of her cunt with a nice easy going rhythm, as I now did the same inside her ass. In seconds, we had reached an almost perfectly choreographed dance, one cock plunging in, the other coming out, back and forth simultaneously as mom's low deep-throated moans and groans got louder and louder with each passing second.

"Suck em! Suck em hard! Bite em!" mom cried out, once again imploring my sisters as they held her enormous breasts, mouthing them sucking her hard extended nipples for all they were worth, and even then, mom deliriously now crying out in some effort to get them to do it even harder than they already were.

The sounds of what had become an almost frantic frenzy amongst all five of us together seemed to accompany the symphony of pleasured delight we all now felt. Mom cussing, spitting out vulgarities, vocalizing her passion in ways I'd never quite heard her use before. The girls, sucking, making popping sounds with their mouths on her tits, hands kneading flesh, hands at times slapping mom's ass as I plowed into her from behind. Once again the sound of flesh slapping flesh as I did that. Then you add the spice of liquid delight, the desert of slick sloppy girl cream as it oozed out of her passage. Dad's prick fucking into it, producing more, and then retreating as he continually scooped out more and more of her joy juice. It squished obscenely, running down her legs as I knelt behind her watching it. My own cock, leaking profusely now, adding to the equally squishy sounds and pleasures as I drove in, out...and then in again, fucking into what felt like melted butter at this point.

"Fuck, fuck...fuck...fuck....fuck!" Mom wailed at nearly the top of her lungs. I was suddenly glad for the distance we had on our property to the closest neighbors, not to mention the wind still buffeting about outside the house. It was eerie in a way hearing her cry out like this, more aroused obviously, certainly wilder than I'd ever seen her look or behave before, though of course...I really had nothing to compare that with until now.

And then...it was as though the eye of the storm was passing overhead, the sudden unexpected calm, silence as she hovered there above us. The intake of her breath as she held it, as did we all. Even the furious slapping of flesh against flesh seemed to calm as the penultimate moment of her personal rapture approached, and then as the eye passed, the storm rapidly picking up gale force winds once again.

She came.

Maybe she didn't exactly squirt, not like Collette did anyway, but her orgasm had a force of intensity unlike any I had ever seen or experienced. Even as I lost it myself, feeling my cock suddenly lurch deep inside her, the first jettison of my spunk perfectly matching the moment of her own release, I felt her ass seize my dick, as though it had been caught in a vise. In the next instant she'd expelled me with such force that my second jettison of spunk never made it inside her, squirting well up and over her back instead. I honestly believe her scream of pleasure had momentarily gone beyond the range of my hearing as only then did I finally see and hear her as it did, her mouth opened far longer, her breath only then coming back. And though she had forced my prick from her ass, dad was still inside her as she clamped down on him, still grinding away, the juices of her climax sounding almost too sweet as he pummeled into that slick liquid cooze from below.

Like a deflating air mattress, mom collapsed against dad, melting into him. Dad, his cock still clinging to her opening, though just barely. I sat back on my haunches, very much out of breath myself, the glistening wetness of my own spending having left tracers which now criss-crossed her back, her ass. Dad's cock coated thickly with what almost looked like whipping cream, most of which now leaked from her cunt, running down between mom's legs in little rivulets of moisture, soaking the sheets. It was fascinating to watch, just sitting there taking it all in, just as my two sisters were now doing, forced to sit up having relinquished mom's breasts, each of them absentmindedly fondling their own.

"Whose fucking next?" Mandy almost shouted a bit too early.

No one else could even respond, let alone move. Not yet anyway.

"Come here sweetie," Collette told her. "Let me take the edge off for you," she said. "Let them all have a moment to collect themselves, we've still got the better part of the day left, and all night," she then added as she pressed my sister back onto her back, spreading her legs. For the first time in recent memory, my cock was too spent to even lift its head in mild curiosity as she did that. Watching Collette's tongue as it snaked out spearing my other sister's clit, lapping away tenderly at that exposed little nubbin. I fell back onto my own back, closed my eyes and merely rewound the sensations I'd just recently experienced myself.

I think I drifted off, though it could only have been a few minutes, the sound of Mandy climaxing just enough to stir me from my revelry as Collette did indeed, just take the edge off for her.

Mom and dad were too, now sitting up, watching her as she did. It didn't take Mandy nearly as long to rejoin the living, likewise sitting up moments later.

"Ok, I think we take a fifteen, if not thirty minute break before drawing out another one," mom said. "And if it's something that includes your father this time, perhaps a bit longer if he needs the time," she said looking over towards me. The smile on my face assured her I wouldn't, if indeed I was to be called on again, provided I had at least a little time though perhaps not a full thirty minutes.

Dad went off to pee, just as I did, the girls following suit after we had. In the meantime mom had poured us all a nice tall glass of orange juice, which was sorely needed, quenching my sudden thirst and cottonmouth. We sat at the kitchen table, silently sipping our juice, eyeing one another with smiles on our faces.

And it was only the beginning.​