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Fun With The Orells

By: wankRus



This story is a work of fiction. All characters are at least 18 years of age.

It was Saturday morning. I'd slept in a few hours longer than usual after a very hard week at work. I could hear people stirring in another part of the house and the smell of freshly brewed coffee finally got my attention. After pulling on a pair of boxer shorts I made my way to the kitchen to find that all important first cup of the day.

"Good morning, Charlie," I said, as I stepped into the kitchen, "Oh, and good morning to you too, mother." 

"Uhhh Mmmm... good morning, honey," my mother replied. Mom was kneeling backwards in one of the kitchen chairs, her arms hugging the backrest. Mom's ass was stuck up in the air while Charlie pumped his long young cock rhythmically in and out of her hungry, gapping pussy. Charlie was our 18 year old paper-boy. 

"Here to collect your monthly receipts, Charlie?" I asked.

"Yes sir, Mr. Orell. Granny O simply refuses to pay her bill and insists that I fuck her as payment. I can't help it Mr. Orell." My mother's name was Barbara but she liked everyone to call her Granny Orell or just Granny O. She was really into being a grandmother not only to my brother's and my children but with all the kids in the neighborhood.

"Oh, that's OK, Charlie, I understand. But if I were you I won't be expecting payment any time soon. It looks to me like she's really enjoying what you're doing there."

Charlie was sweating, breathing hard, and red-faced as my mother received the business end of his long cock. Charlie had one of the longest cocks I'd ever seen on any man. It wasn't very thick but it had to be at least 12 or 13 inches long with a nice spade-shaped head. My mother gripped the back of the chair to steady herself as Charlie worked his dick into her as deeply as he could, which was only about half way. Even with his youthful vigor, I knew that kid didn't stand a chance. Charlie was in for the ride of his life.

"Umphf! Oh! Ahhh!" Granny O moaned, as Charlie banged into her. "Give it to me, Charlie, fuck me hard boy! That's it! Deeper, Charlie, give me all you've got! I want to feel that dick up in my belly!"

I sat down at the table with my coffee and a piece of toast, grabbed the morning paper and started working over the sports section.

"That all you having for breakfast, David?" my mother asked. "There're eggs... Umphf! Yeah! That a boy, Charlie! ...on the stove."

"No thanks, mom", I said glancing up at the crazy fuck scene across from me. "This will do just fine."

Charlie started picking up the pace a little and every few strokes he would push hard trying to bury the entire length of his long dick into my mom's old horny cunt. Her small flabby titties were flapping wildly with each deep, hard stroke Charlie took. Her inch long, spigot-sized nipples were hanging straight down and seemed to have a motion all their own. I loved the way her tits moved when she was getting banged from behind. They looked like two small water balloons half filled and held by the nozzle end - stretched and sagging at the top, and a jiggling bulbous sack hanging below – and crowned by thick thimble-sized nipples that were perfect for suckling. At this pace, I knew something was going to happen soon.

"Where's Helen?" I asked.

"She's... Oh! In the... Yeah! Garden... fuck me, Charlie!" my mother replied. Her body was being buffeted hard by her young fuck-mate. "Your dad's... Ah! helping her... That's it boy... go for it, fuck me hard. Push it into my womb, Charlie. Uhhhh! Oh, god! Charlie, I'm cumming, sweetie!" With that, my mother began to shutter as her orgasm washed over her. Her spasms caused her back to arch and made her ass pitch higher into the air. Charlie never relented but kept up his pistoning, hard-fucking pace.

"I can only imagine what kind of help, dad is giving her," I said sarcastically. I got up and walked over to the window to see what my wife and my father were up to. Sure enough, there they were, fucking like dogs in heat. They both had there shorts down to their ankles; my dad's hips slamming into my wife's big backside. Helen was leaning over working in her vegetable garden while my father stood behind her pumping his thick dick into her big, hairy cunt. Helen was a big woman, weighing in at around 300+ pounds. 

Unlike most guys, I was always attracted to really big women. Helen and I met in high school and dated all through college. I used to get a lot of ribbing from my friends about dating big girls but I was never without a date and never had a problem getting laid. While the other guys were getting mind-fucked by all the 'arm-candy' chicks they were chasing, I was getting treated to some great fucking from some really nice girls. 

I munched on my toast as I watch my dad drill into my wife's big, juicy, sweet pussy. Helen's ass was enormous, big and round, deeply cleaved, and pink without a blemish on it. Her thighs were as big as my waste and when she bent over, Wow! She literally turned into all ass and cunt! Like a big wall of hairy, juicy fuck-flesh. 

As I watched the two gardeners humping, I couldn't help thinking about how much I loved it when Helen sat her big tasty ass on my face and smothered me with all that delicious pink flesh. I loved the taste of her big juicy pussy and loved probing her rosy-red ass hole with my tongue.  Thinking about tongue fucking my wife and watching her getting pounded by my dad was getting me pretty hard, so I pulled my dick out of the piss-hole of my shorts and started slowly stroking myself.

"Good morning, daddy! Good morning Granny! Hello, Charlie!" My 22 year old daughter Jeanine said as she bounced into the kitchen. "I see Granny won't pay her paper bill again huh, Charlie?" 

"Uhhh... Yeah... Hi, Jeanine," replied Charlie in between deep slurping cock strokes.

"What's going on outside, daddy?" Jeanine asked as she joined me at the kitchen window.

"Oh, it's your mom and grandpa doing some 'gardening'," I replied. 

"Grandpa loves to fuck outside. Wow! Look at him go!" Jeanine had pushed my hand away and was now stroking my cock for me. "They sure got you all worked up didn't they, dad?"

"Yeah, I love your mom's big butt and your grandpa sure is doing himself proud." My daughter and I stood there by the window silently while we watched the lewd fuck scene in the back yard. Each time my dad banged into my wife's ass her whole frame would jiggle wildly. And it was obvious that Helen wasn't wearing a bra because her huge, fat tits swung freely inside her tee-shirt each time the old man slammed into her massive, pink ass. 

"Say, Honey," I said, "how about helping your old man out this morning and sucking on that thing you're playing with?"

"Oh, gosh, daddy, I'd love to, really I would," Jeanine replied, "but I can't this morning. My mouth is so soar I don't think I'll be sucking anyone's dick for at least a week! Last night, grandpa asked me to go along with him to the VFW lodge. He wanted to how me off to his old platoon buddies who were in town for a reunion. Oh, My, God! Well, it started out OK. Grandpa introduced me to all the guys and they were buying me drinks and buying each other drinks and telling me how pretty I was and all that. But then, when we were all feeling a little high, grandpa asked me to dance a little for them, so I did. And that's when things got a little crazy! While I danced around them, they would lift up my skirt and grab my ass and pinch my titties. Then they started putting money in my panties and egged me on to do a little striptease."

"Wow! What happened then?" I asked. Jeanine kept stroking my cock absentmindedly as she continued her story. 

"Well, so I started stripping for them and pretty soon I was down to just my panties which at this point were stuffed full of money. Those old dudes were whistling and hollering and whooping it up like they had never seen a naked woman before.  Some of them pulled out there fat old dicks and started stroking themselves while I danced and I must admit I was getting pretty wet watching them jack themselves. Then some of them said they wanted to fuck me and were begging grandpa to give them permission. Fortunately, grandpa wouldn't let 'em, but he was so drunk he told them that I would suck off anybody who paid me $100.00. Man, you should have seen those guys pulling their wallets out and throwing their money my way."

"So, how did it turn out?" I asked. My cock was iron hard now from Jeanine's stroking and from listening to her lewd encounter from the night before.

"Well, I think I sucked off just about every guy there, some of them probably twice, and must have downed a gallon of cum! I came home with $1,800.00, not counting the strip tease money, but like I said, my jaw is so soar I won't be able to suck a cock for a while. And look, daddy," Jeanine pouted as she lifted her tank top. "See how they bruised my titties with all their crazy pinching!" 

It was true. Jeanine's sweet young breasts were covered with small bluish-purple spots where the men had eagerly and hungrily pinched her. My daughter's tits aren't huge but they are especially lovely and sexy. They are cone-shaped – a little more than a handful in size – and stick straight out from her chest without the least hint of sagging. Each tit is crowned with a big, puffy, dark red areole that covers the entire upper half of each breast cone. And each lovely peak is capped by a pert little puffy teat that stands out about another inch making it look like a double puffy nipple. I couldn't help touching or sucking on them myself whenever I saw them. But now, each soft, pink tit was dotted with the brutal marks of where the old men had groped and pulled at her.

"Ouch! Sorry, honey," I said as I leaned down and gently kissed each soft nipple.

"And look at my ass daddy!" Jeanine pulled down her shorts to show me her smooth, round, pink ass. It too was covered with small bruises. I couldn't neglect her damaged butt so I got down on my knees and kissed each soft, pink globe, and gave her a nice deep lick down the sweet crack of her ass, lingering a moment at her very tasty, pink ass hole, probing her sphincter with my tongue. Jeanine lifted her butt a little to meet my hungry mouth. "Mmmm, thanks, daddy," she cooed, "that feels better already."  I turned Jeanine around, tenderly pulled one of her soft, puffy nipples into my mouth, and gave it a gentle suck. 

"Ouch!" she cried. "Sorry daddy, I guess my titties are out of commission too."

"That's OK, sweetie," I said as I got to my feet, "maybe I'll just take care of this myself this morning."

My daughter and I turned back to the other side of the kitchen to enjoy the hard fucking that my mother was getting from Charlie. I decided that instead of jacking myself off, I would take over for Charlie who seemed to be getting weaker by the minute.

"How about if I take over for you, Charlie?" I asked. "It looks like you could use a break." 

"Gosh, thanks, Mr. Orell, I'm pooped," Charlie said with relief. He pulled his long cock out of my mother's tight old pussy with a loud squishing sound and sat down next to Jeanine for a much needed rest. Jeanine took hold of his glistening cock and stroked it gently for him while he caught his breath. Walking up behind my mother, I dropped to my knees and attached my mouth to her sopping wet cunt.

"Oh, yeah, sweetie! Lick mamma's pussy!" my mother exclaimed as I ran my tongue up and down the entire length of her cunt crack. Since my mother had such a small, boney ass I had unobstructed access to all her delicious parts. Pushing my nose into her ass rose, I dug my tongue deep into her delicious old vagina. Mother loves to have her cunt eaten and she taught my brother and me just the right ways to pleasure her. Mom was grinding her pussy into my face and pulling on her thick nipples while I slathered away at her sumptuous quim. But I had a taste for some ass hole this morning so I let my tongue drift up to her dark brown bud and slowly drilled into her anus.

"Oh, god, yes, David! That's it sweetie! Lick momma's ass and make her cum!" I tongue-fucked my mom's ass for a few minutes and got it as wet as I could. Rising to my feet, I spit on my hand, rubbed it along the shaft of my engorged cock and placed it at the entrance to my mother's bottom.

"How about it, mom? You interested in having me push this hard cock into your butt?" I asked.

"Yes, baby, yes, fuck mamma's ass, baby, please don't tease your momma, David. Fuck me now! Please, baby, don't make your momma beg!"

"Umphf!" My mother said as I slowly pushed the bulbous head of my dick past her tight sphincter and pushed as much of my cock into her as I could with one smooth effort. I reached around and took hold of her thick nipples, twisting and pulling them like I knew my mother would appreciate. With a slow pumping rhythm, I worked my cock into her welcoming ass. My mother's ass was wonderfully tight and she could control her muscles to make it even tighter. As I pulled out of her with each stroke, I could feel her tightening her O-ring around my cock, refusing to let it go. I felt mom's hand go between her legs and I knew that she was now diddling her clit furiously. Within a few minutes her ass really tightened up signaling her next orgasm.

"Ahhhh! Yeahhh!" Mother exclaimed. "That's nice, David. Fuck mommy's ass. Make me cum again, baby. Make me cum again!"

As Jeanine and Charlie watched me butt-fuck my mother they ministered to each other's needs. Charlie was pumping several fingers in and out of Jeanine's hairless pussy while she stroked his long, hard snake of a cock. Just about then my wife, Helen, and my dad, Harold, came in through the back door. Neither of them had their shorts on any longer. My wife's big belly was hanging below her t-shirt. Her tits and belly jiggled with each ponderous step she took. My dad's cock still had cum dripping from it and swayed lewdly as he approached my mother and me. 

"Well, Barbara, it look's like David's working your butt hole pretty good there." He said as he leaned over and kissed his wife on the lips.

"Oh, God, yes, Harold, it feels so nice and full in my ass. He's a good boy and knows what his mom likes." She replied, still fingering her pussy with wild abandon.

"You look all pooped out, Charlie," my wife said as she walked over to where he and Jeanine were seated. "But it looks like your cock isn't ready to give up yet." Helen took Charlie's cock from my daughter's hand and was now stroking it herself. "Now, Jeanine, I'm surprised that you're being so impolite to our Charlie here and not sucking his lovely cock for him." She frowned at Jeanine and scolded playfully. 

"Oh, Mom, my mouth is way to soar this morning from all the sucking I did last night at grandpa's VFW meeting." I could see my father snicker to himself with memories of the previous night's escapades.

"That's right, I forgot, honey." Helen replied. "Well, I can't let a nice stiffy like this go to waste. Do you mind if I enjoy a little of this, Charlie," she asked, referring to his long, hard cock.

"No, I guess not Mrs. O. Actually, I haven't cum yet."

"Well, we can't have that, Charlie. You just let me take care of that for you, sweetie." With that, Helen knelt down between Charlie's legs and slid her wet mouth down on his long, hard member. Charlie's hips rose up off the chair as Helen pushed her face down onto the long, slim dick between her lips. In one smooth gulp she let Charlie's cock slide past her tongue and down her throat resting her lips on his hairy young balls. I could see Charlie's eyes roll back in his head as my wife deep-throated him over and over again, her saliva soon making his balls sticky and wet. 

After about a minute of slurping the young man's cock, Helen rose to her feet, reached over to the kitchen table, scooped up a small amount of butter from the butter dish, and rubbed into her voluptuous ass crack. She then turned around with her ass facing Charlie and proceeded to squat down into his lap. Jeanine saw what was coming and taking hold of Charlie's dick, she guided it to the bright red opening of her mother's bowels. Charlie's long slim cock slide in without effort and disappeared between my wife's voluminous butt cheeks.

"Mmmmm, that feels nice, Charlie," Helen cooed as she wiggled her hips in Charlie's lap. "Your cock is just the right size for ass fucking, Charlie. It feels so nice way up inside me!" Helen wiggled some more for a few moments, then started to slowly raise and lower herself on Charlie's stiff prick.

"Oh, my, god, Mrs. O!" Charlie exclaimed. "Oh, god, I've never been inside a woman's behind before! This feels incredible!"

"I'd glad, sweetie," Helen replied, "now you just kept that big piece of meat pointed straight up and let me do all the work."

I was still pumped my cock in and out of my mother's butt while I watched Charlie get a piece of some of the best ass he's likely ever to have. Helen was a wonderful, experienced, and uninhibited lover and Charlie was getting first-hand experience of what that meant. Knowing what a good fuck my wife was made me a little jealous because I had expectations of fucking her ass this morning, but after seeing the expression of sheer enjoyment on Charlie's face, I was happy that he could experience a lover as hot as Helen. 

Helen's big, fat titties were flopping around and jiggling like crazy as she bounced on Charlie's long pole. She had removed her shirt and had brought one of her huge teats to her lips sucking it deep into her mouth. Her areolas were about 5 inches in diameter and each had a thick, long, suckable, and hard nipple at the end. Helen bit and sucked her own titties with fury and bounced each in her hands, squeezing them together as she rode her young butt-fucker.

Jeanine had been fingering her pussy all this time, quietly moaning as her manipulations brought her to a higher level of arousal. My father, seeing that his granddaughter was in need of help, knelt down in front of her, spread her thigh as wide as possible and watched for a moment as Jeanine probed and exposed her lovely, pink pussy.

"I haven't had my breakfast yet this morning, honey," he said to her, "you mind if your old granddad has a taste of that sweet thing?"

"Oh, please, grandpa," Jeanine exclaimed, "please lick me. I want to cum, grandpa, please..."

My dad needed no further urging. Holding her thighs open as wide as he could, he lowered his face and enveloped Jeanine's round, smooth pussy mound in his gapping mouth, vibrating his tongue over Jeanine's sensitive clittie. 

"Oh, yes, grandpa!" She rejoiced and lifted her ass off the chair to push her cunt harder into his face. "Lick me, grandpa! Oh, that's so good!"

My dad started licking away like a man possessed, moaning deeply into his granddaughter's juicy cunt. Jeanine was wiggling like crazy, bucking and pushing her hips into my dad's face. Helen had picked up the pace now and was pumping up and down forcefully in Charlie's lap, taking the entire length of his young cock completely into her bowels, and wiggling her big, fat ass as she made each deep descent. I was still working on my mother's ass as well. The whole kitchen was filled with fuck sounds and the uninhibited moans of delight from all present. Charlie was the first one to sound the warning of his impending orgasm.

"Oh, yeah, Mrs. O. I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!" As soon as my wife felt Charlie's thighs begin to tighten she quickly stood up, freeing Charlie's cock from her butt, turned around to face him, dropped to her knees, and took as much of his cock into her hungry mouth as she could.

"Cum in my mouth, honey!" she ordered in between sucking strokes on his hard member. "Go ahead, Charlie cum in my mouth, sweetie. I want to taste you, honey!" With my wife's encouragement and her hungry sucking and two-fisted stroking, Charlie began spewing his seed like a true champion. 


Fun With The Orells Ch. 02



 (Chapter 2) – Where's the beef?

Sorry for the long delay in getting this chapter written. I hope you enjoy the continuing story of the Orell family.

We were all still naked as we headed upstairs for a soothing shower. After our wild sexual morning in the kitchen, we all needed to clean up and get ready for the party we had planned that evening. My daughter, Jeanine, was so wasted after her triumphant, gushing cum that I had to carry her upstairs. She put her arms around my neck and gave me a nice warm kiss in appreciation as I placed her in the shower and turned the warm spray onto her. Her legs were so wobbly that I had to hold her up while her grandmother washed her down and rinsed her. Then, after toweling her off, we laid her on her bed where she quickly fell into a comforting sleep.

Now that Jeanine was cleaned and cared for, my mother and I got into the shower to do the same for each other. I loved taking showers with my mom and even though I had a great orgasm during our morning romp, my dick was already hard in anticipation of showering with Granny O. As we stepped into the warm spray we wasted no time in cuddling and caressing one another. Mom was a great kisser and loved to use her tongue. I held her small frame in my big hands and locked my lips onto hers with deep passion. Her tongue immediately began probing inside my mouth and she moaned deeply as our tongues gently wrestled for several minutes. 

My mother soon dropped to her knees and gave me one of her superb blowjobs until I emptied myself into her warm mouth. I was going to reciprocate by eating her out but she wanted to finger herself while I pissed on her wide spread cunt. Mom loved the feel of warm piss on her pussy and in her face. I obliged her gladly and she came with her usual fervor as I covered her in warm urine. With our shower out of the way, I went to my bedroom to get dressed. My wife, Helen was already there, dressing to go marketing for this evening's feast. My mother went to Jeanine's bedroom to join her for a nap. 

"So how did your shower go with dad?" I asked, knowing full well what probably happened.

"Oh, we had a fun time," replied Helen with a big smile, "he really stretched my bung with that thick cock of his and man, did he drop a load in my chute! He was really wired up after eating Jeanine's pussy and getting baptized like that!" We both laughed and finished dressing. I noticed that Helen did not put on any underwear and was slipping on a fairly short skirt.

"Are you going to flash at the supermarket again?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm still feeling a little randy, so I thought I'd see what kind of reactions I'd get at the grocer's."

"Well in that case," I added. "I'll go along to make sure you don't get into trouble."

"Oh, you do still love me don't you, David?" she quipped as she puckered up her full lips and gave me a big, wet kiss.

"You know I do, baby," I replied, gabbing a handful of fat ass-cheek. We both laughed again as I gave her big fat ass a nice slap, and scooted her out of the door.

At the market I decided to follow a few dozen paces behind Helen so she could have a little fun flashing the other shoppers without their knowing that we were together. Watching my wife's big juicy ass waddling down the aisles made my mouth water. Helen was wearing a pair of high-heeled slippers that made her shapely, thick legs look incredibly sexy and made her robust ass stick out even more than usual. 

Every once in a while, when someone was close by, she would bend over to pick an item from one of the lower shelves and, of course, her skirt would lift up on her enormous rump revealing her substantial bottom, thick thighs and, best of all, her big, red, hairy cunt. Her unsupported titties would practically fall out of her loose fitting top as well, dangling and giggling freely. 

Helen was having a ball grossing out a few of the old ladies who got a glimpse of her enormous privates. Even from where I was situated I could tell that Helen's pussy was getting wetter and wetter with each flash. The sight of her enormous and juicy gash was really spectacular. I love the way her fat, tufted pussy mound hangs between her legs. Her glistening slit is long and deep and appears to go on forever. It didn't take long for her to get a whole entourage of admiring men following her around the store trying to act nonchalant but sneaking a pick at her substantial gifts every chance they could. 

A few of the men started getting bolder and got closer to her than I thought was prudent so I stepped in and broke up the party.

"Hi, honey," I said as I walked up to her "have you got everything you need?" Realizing that I was with her, her fan club of admirers soon broke up.

"Yes, baby," she replied as she winked at me, "Everything but the meat. I am so wet," she added in a whisper as she pinched the tent in my trousers.

We made our way over to the meat counter and once again I stepped back to allow Helen a little more fun. She stepped up to the glass counter, bent over and reviewed the selection of steaks on display. Several of the other ladies standing at the counter got a glimpse of her meaty ass and either stepped away in shock or tried to pretend she wasn't there. Pretty soon Helen's number can up and Mr. Fleischmann the butcher came over to take her order.

"Oh, Mr. Fleischmann," I heard Helen say, "These steaks are just too small and way too fatty. Don't you have something else, maybe in the backroom?"

Old Mr. Fleischmann was an unattractive troll of a man. He was short, about 5' 5" tall, a round belly, thick hairy arms, heavy, dark eyebrows, a bald head, and was always mopping sweat off his brow. His face flushed red when Helen suggested that he look in the back room for extra cuts of meat.

"I, I, well, I, uh, I might," he stammered as Helen smiled her sweetest smile at him. "Would you, uh, like to go back with me to have a look?" he asked.

"Why yes, I'd like that very much," replied Helen and, swishing her giant ass all the way, followed the stout man into the back room. About 10 minutes later Helen came out of the meat locker carrying several large, nicely tied bundles of steaks. I noticed that her knee caps were red as if she had been kneeling and her nipples were trying to poke through the thin material of her loose-fitting top. Mr. Fleischmann wiped his sweaty brow as usual and followed her with his eyes until another customer got his attention.

"Here you go sweetie," Helen said as she placed the large packages of meat in the shopping cart. "20 pounds of the choicest rib-eye steaks you're going to find anywhere. Wow! It's cold in that meat locker. My nipples are as hard as rocks. Do you have any mints or gum?" she added, smacking her lips a few times and making a sour face. "That Mr. Fleischmann has the nastiest tasting cum I've ever eaten."

"That's another thing I love about you, Helen," I said as I handed her a piece of chewing gum. "You are one smart shopper." We both laughed and made our way over to the checkout counter. "So why do you blow him if he's so disgusting?" I asked.

"Well, for one thing, I get the best cuts of meat from his personal stock, and then I feel sorry for him too. I know his wife and she's such a bitch to him. Poor thing has such a tiny little dick too," she added as she held up her thumb as illustration.


"You are such a nice woman," I said and kissed her on the cheek.

"Well thank you sweetie," she said with a pretty smile. "And here I thought you only loved me for my big beautiful body."

"That and more," I replied, "that and more." As we stood in the checkout line, Helen noticed a tall African-American woman standing in line a few aisles away.

"Oh, there's Miss Freezel, the high school principal," Helen remarked. "I want to go talk with her, David, would you mind checking out? I'll meet you by the car."

"That bitch," I sneered. "Remember all the trouble Jeanine had with that hard-ass authoritarian? I thought we were through with all of that? What do you want to talk with her for?" 

"Oh, I still can't believe that she's that awful, David. Anyway I have a feeling about her." Helen narrowed her eyes and made a sly face as she made her remarks. She kissed me on the cheek, wiggled her ass a few times and heading off in Miss Freezel's direction. 

As Helen approached Miss Freezel I began to notice for the first time what a statuesque woman Miss Freezel was. She had to be almost 6 feet tall which I'm sure was fairly imposing to all the kids at school. From what I could discern her breasts seemed to be formidable and stuck straight out between her broad shoulders; obviously support by a substantial foundation. She had a nice sized, round ass that stuck out atop what looked like a stout pair of thighs and a nice pair of curvy legs. She was wearing high heeled shoes so her butt and legs were really accentuated. Overall she had a pretty sexy, voluptuous type of figure.

I checked out and had the groceries all packed by the time Helen exited the store. "So, what's up?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing," Helen fibbed. "We had a very nice chat and I invited her to the barbeque this evening."

"You did what!" I exclaimed. "Jeanine will have a fit! Do you think that was a smart thing to do?"

"Don't worry about a thing. People are not always what they seem and anyway I have the feeling that Miss Freezel is a lonely person that could use a fun night out."

"OK," I said, shaking my head. "I'll trust your judgment but I still think this is going to be very awkward."

During the car ride home, Helen lifted her top several times flashing her enormous tits to unsuspecting people waiting at bus stops or at street corners. When she was horny, she was happy to share her good vibes with anyone within eyeshot. Helen pulled my dick out of my pants and jacked it slowly during our ride home. The hand-job felt great but I was still worried about what would happen when Miss Freezel showed up later that night. 



Fun With The Orells Ch. 03



 (Chapter 3) – Brian's Family Arrives

When we arrived home we found that Jeanine and her grandparents were still in bed, naked, but they were no longer sleeping. My mom and dad were lying on either side of the bed with Jeanine on her knees between them. She was stroking her grandfather's swollen dick with one hand and fingering her grandmother with the other. Mom and dad were tongue-kissing and dad was tweaking mom's titties as I walked in on them.

"Just can't wait until tonight, huh?" I said jokingly.

"Hi, daddy," said Jeanine over her shoulder. "You know these two. They just can't go more than a few hours without some TLC."

"That's for sure," I replied. "Just be ready to receive our guests in about an hour, OK?" I stood in the bedroom doorway for a moment and watched as Jeanine gave each of her grandparents a hand-job. Her sweet, perky tits were bouncing and jiggling so nicely that my dick began to come alive. Unfortunately, I had to get things ready for the evening's festivities, so with a big sigh, I left them to their pleasures.

Helen had unpacked all the food and I made my way into the backyard to get the grill ready. With that done I went upstairs to change into my party clothes: shorts and a Hawaiian shirt. Helen was already dressed. She decided to wear some drawstring shorts and a big loose top with no bra, of course. Her giant breasts flopped wildly when she didn't wear a bra and seeing those big girls swaying under her shirt always got me going. I moved up close behind her, reached around and took a sizeable chunk of tit-flesh in each of my hands while I kissed her on her neck.

"Slow down there stud," she warned me. "Save your strength for later. You'll have more than you can handle later tonight."

"You're right. I'd better pace myself," I said, though I wanted Helen's sweetmeats right then and there. Just then I heard the front doorbell ring. "Ah, the first of the guests have arrived!" I opened the front door and there stood Charlie Gibbons, our paper-boy, with another young fellow. Charlie's friend looked a little nervous and shuffled his feet as he stood there. He was a stout kid with man-tits that were quite apparent under his polo shirt, and a not-too-insignificant belly and flesh-roll that spilled over the top of his shorts. 

"Hi, Mr. Orell," Charlie said. "I hope you don't mind that I'm early but I thought I'd come over to see if you needed any help."

"Well thanks, Charlie," I replied. "That's nice. I sure could use a little help and who's your friend here?"

"Oh, this is Clarence McFarland, Mr. Orell, but everyone calls him Chubby. He's my good friend from school. We both graduated together this year. I hope you don't mind that I brought him along?"

"No not at all, Charlie," I said and extended my hand to Chubby. "Hiya, Chubby, glad to meet you." Chubby timidly took my hand and gave me a weak-wristed, clammy handshake, his eyes pointed to the ground. "You boys come on in and go on into the kitchen. I'll show you what needs to be done." 

As we walked towards the kitchen I pulled Charlie aside and whispered to him. "Your friend is a little shy isn't he?" I asked.

"Yeah, but he'll be OK, Mr. Orell."

"You know, Charlie," I added, "it's not too kind calling your friend 'chubby' when he's obviously got a weight problem."

"Oh, that's not the reason we call him Chubby, Mr. Orell, if you catch my meaning," he said with a wink. I paused for a moment and thought about what Charlie was trying to imply about his friend and then it suddenly dawned on me. "Ohhhhhh!..." I said with clarity. "I think I understand." Charlie just smiled.

I set the boys busy putting out the chairs and tables and had them place the torch lights around the garden and patio. About that time I heard a car horn sounding in front of the house and knew instinctively that it was my brother Brian and his family. I hadn't seen my brother in over 6 months so I rushed through the front door to greet them. Brian's crew was just as excited as I was about the reunion. As the car doors flung open they all rushed toward me and nearly tackled me with their enthusiastic greeting.

"Uncle David!" called Janey my niece, "Uncle David!" Janey had her arms around my neck and was showering me with kisses. Her fluffy, young tits pressed hard against my chest as her soft lips kissed my face, neck and mouth. 

"Janey, my sweet!" I exclaimed as I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her off the ground in a tight bear hug, "you look wonderful!" Janey was a lovely young woman of 23 years. She had a 'baby-fat' type figure with a small round tummy, lovely, fat B-cup tits that stood up proudly from her chest, and a spectacular, round ass that jiggled nicely when she moved. Her pale blond hair, pink, baby-soft skin, and bright blue eyes were so inviting that it was hard not to find yourself staring at her and wanting to be near her.

The next to greet me was my sister, Erika. Erika was a stunning beauty whom my brother met while he was studying in Sweden. With silver-blond hair, high cheek bones, full lips, bright grey-blue eyes and a smile that could melt the polar ice caps, Erika was an extraordinary beauty. She was nearly 45 years old but she only seemed to improve with age. She had an athletically trim body, long, curved and shapely legs and a pert round ass that just made you want to squeeze it. And, of course, Erika's breasts were something special too. They were low-slung and seemed to start about halfway down her chest, but then jutted out in a beautiful swoop almost like a small ski-jump. From experience I knew how wonderful and soft they were. Her lovely C-cup tits were not fat and round but more cylindrical and were crowned by a nice, soft, pink areola and pink, thick nipples. Simply said, she made my mouth water and my dick jump whenever I saw her.

Erika rushed up to me, took me full in her arms and locked her lips onto mine as if we were reunited lovers – which we were in a way. Her soft, pink tongue immediately entered my mouth and I tasted her sweet saliva. After embracing and kissing passionately like this for several moments, she whispered in my ear, "Oh, David, how I've missed you, and how I've missed sucking your cock."

Her sweet words melted my heart and I kissed her deeply once again. "I've missed you too, my sweet," I replied. My brother finally broke us up so that he could hug me with his greeting. "Hello, brother," he said, with a delighted smile, "How've you been?" I returned Brian's embrace and kissed his cheek. I really loved my older brother, he was a really great guy and we had always been close.

"I don't know what she sees in you, David, but Erika's been as anxious as a little girl on Christmas Eve since we started planning this visit." Erika blushed a little and so did I, but my brother meant it all in fun. "All she could talk about this week was seeing you again," he said, then added through the side of his mouth, "and sucking your cock."

"Oh, that's not the only thing I was excited about, Brian!" scolded Erika, playfully slapping Brian in the face.

I looked over towards the car expecting to see my nephew Peter but instead there stood a young lady in hot pants, a tube top and 3-inch platform shoes. "Where's Peter?" I asked looking around in case I'd missed him. 

"I'm right here, Uncle David," said the young lady. 

I know that my mouth dropped open a little when I heard this. I looked quizzically at my brother, then at Erika for an explanation but they just raised their eyebrows and smiled at me. 

"It's me, Uncle David," said the young woman again, "It's Peter, although I'd like to be called Petra now." 

My nephew/niece walked towards me with a delicate stride, heel-to-toe like a fashion model. The closer he/she got the more I recognized that it was indeed my nephew Peter dressed in drag.

As Peter, a.k.a. Petra, walked up to me I extended my hand in greeting but Petra would have none of that. She walked up to me, hugged me and kissed me sweetly on the mouth. I was still a little stunned as my arms embraced her tentatively.  I looked again at my brother for an answer.

"Peter, uh, Petra decided it was time to make the change," said Brian. Peter was 21 years old. I knew that my nephew had many feminine traits but I hadn't expected this sudden change. He had delicate features - lovely really - and had his mother's good looks and a slim yet curvy figure. Since I'd seen him last, he had obviously decided that he wanted to spent the rest of his life as a woman.

"Well, anyway, I'm so glad to see you again, Pete.., uh, Petra," I corrected myself, "you, uh... look absolutely, well... beautiful." And he/she did too.

"Thanks, Uncle David," Petra replied with a warm smile. She turned around in place with arms extended so I could survey her whole body. "Isn't it great?" Petra continued. "I feel so complete now. And look at these, Uncle David!" Petra lifted her tube top and two small A-cup tits with delicate, puffy, little-girl nipples, slipped out from under the stretchy fabric.  "I've been taking hormone shots and my titties are starting to come in!"

"Wow! Petra! Really nice!" I said and I meant it too. 

Just about that time Helen, Jeanine, and my mother and father raced through the front door and, one after the other, embraced and welcomed my brother and his family. When they saw Petra, they had about the same reaction that I did, freezing in their tracks. After a short moment of amazed silence it was my mother who broke the uncomfortable spell.

"And who's this pretty young thing?" said Granny O as she walked up to Petra, put her arm around her waist, and gave her a warm motherly hug.

"This is my beautiful daughter, Petra, mom," said Brain.

"Petra! What a lovely name and what a lovely young lady," said Granny O, playing along with her grandson's new identity. She cupped Petra's chin and lifted her face so she could get a good look at the newly transformed and lovely person who was now her granddaughter. "My goodness!" exclaimed granny, "what a sweet face! Turn around so granny can have a look at you."

Petra spun around happily so Granny O could have a look at her from all sides.

"My, my, my," admired Granny O, "you're just as pretty as your mother!" 

Petra blushed a little then took hold of my mother, buried her face in her shoulder, and hugged her very tightly. Everyone smiled with relief now that the shock of Petra's transformation was dispensed with. Each of us took a partner and began walking into the house, talking happily and catching up on circumstances since last they met. 



Fun With The Orells Ch. 04



Chapter 4 -- Enter Miss Freezel

The young folks made their way into the back yard where Charlie and Chubby were still setting up chairs and tables for the evening's festivities. Charlie had had a 'thing' for Janey since the last time my brother's family was in town. He greeted her with a genuinely warm embrace. Janey return his affection in equal measure, and soon everyone was chattering away with open delight. Charlie introduced Chubby to the others and I could tell that my nephew/niece seemed rather interested in him. 

As I watched the kids in the backyard, I felt a hand slip between my legs from behind, cupping my balls. It was my sister, Erika. Leaning over, she licked my ear and whispered hoarsely, "Now, David, I've got to have it now."

Turning me around, she grabbed my hand and headed for the front hallway. Erika pushed me against the front door, and in one felid move dropped to her knees, had my shorts down, and my cock between her warm, sucking, full lips. Erika practically devoured my cock; sucking, licking, slurping my growing member with sheer delight - she was expert at it. She playfully nibbled at my foreskin, licked along the entire length, and sucked each hairy nut into her beautiful mouth with real passion and determination. Being on the receiving end of this excellent blowjob was rendering quick results and I felt I was about to spill my load any minute when suddenly my wife appeared in the hallway.

"I thought you two were up to something." she scolded in jest. "David I told you to pace yourself, honey!" 

All I could do was raise my hands in mock excuse. Erika didn't break stride on the deep suck job she was giving my dick. Helen then started to chuckle as she watched Erika devour her husband's swollen cock. 

"Well," she said finally, "that does look yummy I must say." And with that she dropped to her knees behind Erika, cupped her sister's tits and began to kiss and lick Erika's neck. Erika moved over a bit and Helen came up along side of her. Pulling my cock from Erika's hungry, wet mouth, Helen sucked the entire length of my dick between her own juicy lips. Erika was now licking and sucking my balls while Helen feasted on my stiff shaft. Getting sucked by either of these women is a treasure in itself, but having both of these lovelies eagerly enjoying me was almost too much! I could feel the sperm bubbling up from my balls as first my wife and then my sister-in-law worked my grateful dick. They kissed each other deeply and let their tongues playfully intertwine while they feasted on my meat. I was seconds away from showering them with a substantial load, and groaning loudly, I encouraged their hungry feasting. Suddenly the doorbell rang, followed by a smart knock on the door. Momentarily I lost concentration but my lovers never missed a beat. A few seconds later, the doorbell rang again, followed by another earnest knock but this time it broke through the mood completely.

"I...I guess we better get the door," I stammered, retaking possession of my cock and pulling up my shorts.

"Damn!" cursed Erika, "We'll pick this up where we left off later." Helen helped my sister up to her feet, wiped her mouth and straightened her clothes. Helen opened the door to find Miss Freezel standing on the stoop.

"Why, Miss Freezel!" exclaimed Helen, extending her hand, "please come in. It's so nice to see you." Erika and I stood by nervously grinning like kids who were trying to hide something. 

"Good evening," said Miss Freezel sternly, eyeing Helen, Erika and me, "I hope I'm not too early."

"Not at all," replied Helen, "you're right on time. Come on in."

Miss Freezel, entering the hallway, stood stiff and straight waiting for introductions. She was wearing a clean white, tailored, sleeveless blouse that fought to contain her sizable breasts. Below, she wore a pair of dark blue shorts that came down to mid-thigh, and a pair of white sandals that had a slight heel. Miss Freezel's hair was pulled back and kept in place by a clip which fully exposed her attractive but stern face; her ears were adorned with golden looped earrings. Taking a closer look at her, I noticed now very dark her skin was - a glistening deep, deep brown color. Her nose was straight and sharp with slightly flared nostrils, and her contoured brown eyes were a lovely almond shape. Seeing her up close and dressed like this for the first time, I was beginning to appreciate how attractive Miss Freezel really was. In the past I had only seen her at school functions, dressed in her usual dark business attire and looking very grim and professional, but seeing her dressed casually as she was, I saw that she was altogether easy on the eyes. 

"Miss Freezel, this is my sister Erika, and my husband David, whom I think you know." Miss Freezel extended a stiff hand to Erika who shook it politely and smiled. Miss Freezel forced a strained smile in response, then turned and offered the same hand to me. It was obvious she was not comfortable in intimate social events like this.

"I hope I'm dressed properly," Miss Freezel said looking down at her outfit and then inspecting what we were wearing.

"Oh, sweetie, you look wonderful!" chirped Helen, who took her by the arm and lead her towards the back yard. Erika and I looked at each other with raised eyebrows, then followed Helen and Miss Freezel outside. Helen was chattering away casually as she led Miss Freezel toward the patio doors. Through the wide glass I could see the young folks all huddled together in the middle of the yard. Jeanine was talking a mile-a-minute and flailing her arms around, obviously relating some anecdote to her young friends when suddenly I saw her pull down her tube top revealing her perky tits to her audience. I could see her gesturing towards her chest and I knew right away that she was relaying the story of how she was groped by her grandfather's army buddies the night before. Janey and Charlie shuck their heads in disapproving shock. Chubby nervously rubbed his crotch a few times.

Just as Helen slid the patio door open and escorted Miss Freezel onto the patio, Jeanine pulled her shorts down to her knees and turned to reveal her bruised ass to her companions.

"And look at what those old farts did to my poor ass!" She exclaimed in a loud, pleading voice - loud enough for everyone to hear. 

"Ouch!" said Janey.

"Man that's rough!" said Charlie.

Chubby just rubbed his crotch.

Just then, Jeanine lifted her gaze and came in full eye contact with her former principal, Miss Freezel. Jeanine's mouth dropped open and she looked like she was frozen in time. With her titties exposed, her shorts around her knees, and look of absolute disbelief on her face, Jeanine faced her former nemesis. 

"Jeanine Orell!" exclaimed Miss Freezel, "what are you doing?" Miss Freezel's expression was one of complete horror, amazement, and disgust. 

Charlie and Chubby, who had lived under Miss Feezel's reign of terror at the high school, stared at her with expressions that bordered on fear. Janey and Petra, unclear what the connection was, were glancing back and forth between Miss Freezel and Jeanine. Miss Freezel glared at Helen and then back over her shoulder at me. Nervously, I raised my hand to my forehead, covering my look of guilt and disbelief. After several long, intense moments Jeanine finally came to her senses and quickly pulled up her shorts and lowered her top, covering her pert tits.

"M... Miss Freezel, what... what the hell are you doing here?" Jeanine asked in outraged shock.

"I've invited Miss Freezel to spend the evening with us, Jeanine", chimed Helen, "I hope you'll make her feel at home. And you can dispense with that tone of voice young lady."

"But, but... she can't be here...", was all that Jeanine could say in response to her mother's demand.

Well!" sang Helen, after another embarrassing moment of silence and shooting an angry glance at Jeanine, "Let's all have a drink!" Helen was trying to be her cheerful, perky self, trying to smooth over the shocking first impression given to her guest. She led Miss Freezel over to a patio chair and sat her down. Miss Freezel was still in shock.

"What can I get you to drink, dear?" Helen asked in a matter-of-fact way. "Ah! David how about making one of your nice martinis for our lovely guest?"

Miss Frezzel looked up wide-eyed at Helen, still in a partial trance. "Uh, what? Oh, uh, I guess that would be fine but not too strong, I'm not much of a drinker."

I quickly rushed away to mix a batch of martinis. God knows I needed one myself. After a few minutes I returned to the patio. The kids had dispersed and moved to another part of the yard. Erika went back into the house to look for Brian and my parents. 

I handed the drink to Miss Freezel and without looking at me she raised the glass to her lips, tilted her head back and downed the drink in one long gulp. Licking her lips, she handed the glass back to me. Helen raised her eyebrows and motioned to me that I should refill her drink and I did so quickly. Once again, I handed the martini glass to Miss Freezel and once again, she gulped her cocktail without taking a breath.

Helen looked at me wide-eyed. "Would you like another drink, dear?" Helen asked with a quizzical look. 

"Honey," replied Miss Freezel with a far-away look in her eyes.

Helen looked up at me with an expression of bewilderment and I just shrugged. "What was that dear?" she asked again.

"Honey," said Miss Freezel.

Once again Helen looked at me and this time we both shrugged at each other. "What was that dear? You want some honey?" asked Helen.

"Honey... my name. My name is Honey." Her gaze finally took on the look of someone who had returned to reality as she met Helen's astonished gape. "My name is Honey," she said again in order to reinforce the message.

"Oh!" replied Helen, "well, isn't that nice. What a nice name. Honey Freezel! Isn't that a nice name, David?"

"Uh, yeah!" I replied. "Unusual."

I refilled Miss Freezel's, Honey's, glass a third time, but this time she took only one large gulp and sat quietly, holding the drink in her lap. Helen patted her on the knee to comfort her. "There, is that better, dear?" she asked. Honey Freezel only nodded, retaining some of the far-away, foggy look in her eyes.

"I'll go look for the others if you don't mind." I said and slinked back into the house to find the rest of my family. As I roamed through the house looking for the others I couldn't help thinking again that inviting Miss Freezel was a huge mistake and that all the 'fun' we had planned for this party would be in jeopardy. 

It took me several minutes of searching to find my brother, Erika, and my parents. They were in my parent's bedroom and were, of course, 'catching up' after 6 months of separation. All four of them were on the king-sized bed. All were naked and having what looked like a wonderful time. Unzipping my shorts, I pulled out my cock and seated myself in the big armchair that sat in the corner of the room. Stroking myself slowly, I watched as my brother and his wife coupled with my parents. 

Brain was busily and noisily sucking my father's cock while dad leaned over Brian's body and fingered his son's ass hole. Granny O was lying on her back, legs bent and up in the air, while Erika slurped at the old woman's delicious cunt. Erika's back was arched and her beautiful round ass was curved up and wiggling from side to side as she maneuvered her face between my mother's legs. Unable to resist the torrid action and the scent of lovemaking that filled the room, I got up behind my brother's kneeling body, spread his hairy ass cheeks, and began tonguing his rubbery, brown ass hole. Brian let out a loud moan as I began to drill my tongue into his receptive behind. 

Reaching down between his legs, I took hold of his hard cock and milked it rhythmically while I slathered saliva all around and into his rear end. After a few minutes of French-kissing my brother's privates, I positioned myself behind him, wet my cock with saliva and slowly pushed my swollen dick into his hairy, pink rectum. Brian pushed back as my cock slid into his wonderful ass, uttering a grateful "Ummmmm!" before returning his attention to sucking our father's engorged cock. 

My brother and I had been sucking each other's cocks since we were old enough to make it count and this often lead to us penetrating each other's behinds. Brian's ass hole was well used and a perfect fit for my thick dick meat. Watching my cock disappear between his furry ass cheeks was a major turn-on and got me up to ramming speed in a hurry. Reaching over to Erika's jutting ass, I slid a wet, probing finger into her pink anus as I fucked her husband, my brother.

Brian loved sucking cocks and just like his wife, he was a master at it. By the glazed look on my dad's face, I knew that he was close to shooting his load. I was sure he was going to empty himself in Brian's mouth, but instead, he freed himself from Brian's sucking lips and positioned himself over my mother's lovely face. 

After stroking himself a few times, he held the base of his cock and let his spunk fly! Instinctively my mother's mouth opened wide like a hungry baby bird waiting for a tasty worm. My father grunted deeply as thick streams of gooey white sperm slapped into my mom's face, much of it hitting her tongue and sliding into her opened mouth.

Erika stopped licking her mother's cunt and slide up her old body with her own mouth opened and tongue extended. She began licking my mom's face, slurping up any gobs of cum that mother may have missed, eventually locking lips with Granny O in a long, delicious, and slurping tongue kiss. I was still slamming my dick deeply into my brother's bowels when suddenly the bedroom door opened with a bang. We all turned our heads towards the sound's direction and found Charlie standing in the doorway, eyes bulging, mouth agape. 

"What's up Charlie?" I said after a moment of pregnant silence.

"Umm, Uh, Uh," Charlie stammered, trying to find his words. "You'd better come downstairs, Mr. Orell. There's trouble. Jeanine and Miss Freezel are really getting into it and I'm afraid someone is going to get hurt!" With that said, Charlie raced back downstairs after giving all of us one last shocked look.

"Damn it!" I cursed. "I knew inviting Freezel would be a mistake!" I freed my cock from my brother's behind, slipped on a t-shirt and headed, fuming, downstairs. "Can't even fuck my own brother anymore without some fool interruption", I grumbled to myself as I made my way to the backyard. I could already hear the shouting and hot language and recognized that most of it was coming from my daughter's mouth. That morning I had my great hopes for this party, but at that moment, as I stormed down the stairs, I was being to have my doubts. 



Fun With The Orells Ch. 05-06



My apologies for the long delay in getting these next chapters posted. Thanks to all of you who have enjoyed this story and sent your kind comments. More to come, but for now, enjoy the next installment... - WankRus

 Chapter 5 -- Let the Games Begin

As I made my way through the family room and out the patio doors I could see and hear why Charlie was so upset and concerned. Jeanine and Miss Freezel were going at it tooth and nail. Though a full head shorter than Honey Freezel, Jeanine had a firm grip of Miss Freezel's hair in one hand and was frantically slapping at her with the other. Freezel was trying to defend herself as best she could from my daughter the "she-wolf" but Jeanine was aroused like a Tasmanian Devil, screaming obscenities, snarling, and flailing wildly. The other youngsters were standing far enough back to stay out of the fray. They looked on helplessly as Jeanine and Honey Freezel bitterly wrestled.

"You bitch!" Jeanine hollered. "You fucking bossy bitch! Why don't you leave me alone! Why did you come here anyway?" Slap... Slap... Slap... 

"Eeeeiiii," screamed Honey in reply, "You're still the - slut that I thought - you were, AEEIIIEEE! You little spoiled bitch!" 

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate yoooouuuu!" Jeanine shouted as she grabbed hold of the neckline of Miss Freezel's blouse and tore it wide open, sending buttons spraying in all directions. With her blouse now rent, Honey Freezel's black lacey bra was exposed on her left side, giving full view to her substantial meaty cleavage. Her breast flesh quivered actively while she sparred with my daughter. Jeanine's top got pulled down in the struggle, her cone-shaped tits exposed and quivering.

"Shit!" I cursed, "All right you two, break it up!" I carefully worked myself close enough to get my arm around Jeanine's waste and pulled her off her prey. Jeanine's arms were still flailing wildly and her legs were kicking in the air as she tried to loose herself from my grip. "Hey! Jeanine! Stop!" I shouted as I set her down and gripped her shoulders, restraining her. She was breathing hard and trembling and it took her several moments to calm down but she finally did. She looked up into my face with a tense and frightened expression, then wrapped her arms around me and began to weep convulsively. 

"Oh, God! Daddy! I'm so sorry... Oh! God!" She wept. While I stroked here hair, I glanced over my shoulder to check on our assaulted guest. "You alright, Miss Freezel? Are you hurt?" I did not get an answer. She looked stunned and shaken but basically unhurt. Here hair, which was so nicely set when she walked in, was tossed and wild. Her blouse was torn and hanging off one shoulder, her bra exposed, her chest heaving from exerted breathing. She too was crying, quivering miserably as she did. Glistening streams of tears ran down her cheeks as she just stood there and trembled.

By this time, all the adults had hastily slipped on some clothing and joined the excitement in the back yard. Helen burst through the small crowd and immediately went to the aid of Honey Freezel. Taking her by the arm, she lead the once stately but now disheveled black woman through the patio doors and seated her on the family room sofa. Miss Freezel buried her face in Helen's neck and began to weep openly, intensely, as Helen held her hand and tried to comfort her guest. "I loved h-h-er, I d-d-did. Oh, g-g-god!" She stammered as the tears flowed.  "That's all right now, Honey, that's alright. Let it out sweetie..." Helen cooed as she stroked Miss Freezel and tried to soothe her.  Meanwhile, Jeanine had finally settled down and I was trying to get the whole story of what happened out of her.

"All right Kiddo, what going on? What happened? And I want it straight." I insisted.

She had her head buried in my chest as she answered. "We, um..., we were lovers once, daddy, me and Miss Freezel... my senior year at school... for a couple of months." I didn't reply but I know that I must have had a 'what the fuck?' look on my face when I heard it. This certainly was news to me. "I was so afraid we'd get caught, daddy. I didn't want to get kicked out of school and didn't want her to lose her job. She kept getting more and more demanding, and clingy, so I finally broke it off," Jeanine continued. "Ever since then, she's been a queen bitch to me and all my friends. Then when she found out that Margie and I were dating, she really put the hammer down on all of us. She was so mean to me, daddy. But... but, we did love each other once. That's what made it so hard, daddy.  I'm so sorry I slap her... Is she OK?"

As Jeanine was speaking I was watching Helen and Honey Freezel through the patio glass doors. It looked like Miss Freezel had settled down a bit and she and Helen were having a heart to heart talk. "Well, Jeanine, I think it's time you and Miss Freezel buried the hatchet... uh, but not in each other's heads, OK? And while you're at it, your mom could use an apology... You kind of made a mess of her party." 

Jeanine took a deep breath, looked up at me, sniffed with resolve, wiped her nose with the back of her hand, reached up on tip-toes, and gave me a kiss. Resolved to make things right, she took a deep breath, sheepishly crossed the patio, and entered the family room. As soon as Miss Freezel saw Jeanine she flinched and recoiled and buried her face in Helen's neck again like a scared rabbit, concerned that she might again be attached by the young she-cat. Helen glared at Jeanine and flashed a look that could have turned her to stone, silently mouthing the words, "I am so angry with you!" 

"I'm so sorry, mom, "Jeanine cried anew, "I'm such a horrible, wicked person. Please forgive me?" Helen nodded towards Honey Freezel indicating that additional apologies were required. Jeanine knelt at Honey's feet and tried to take her hand but the assailed woman recoiled from the attempt and shrank away. "Please Honey, please... I'm so sorry, I'm so, so sorry...," Jeanine begged as she hugged and kissed Honey's knees. Once again she reached for Freezel's hand, found it and held it tightly, and kissed it, as new tears streamed down her face. "Please, Honey, please, please, forgive me..."

"I-I loved you s-s-so much, Jeanine," Miss Freezel wept, "You're s-so beautiful and I j-just wanted to l-love y-you..." Honey wept openly. 

Jeanine kept kissing Honey's hand and stroking it against her face, murmuring her renewed affection for her one time lover. Slowly, she raised herself up so that she could embrace the lovely black woman full on. Honey could resist longer. Jeanine and Honey swept into each other's arms. They were kissing each other furiously, hungrily, wantonly, and weeping without restraint. "I love you, Jeanine," proclaimed Miss Freezel between passionate kisses. "You know I love you, baby."

"Oh god, Honey, yes, yes, please, kiss me, please..."

Helen had slinked away from the sofa and herded all the on-lookers out the patio door so that the reunited lovers could get reacquainted. "So, since when am I left out of the loop about Freezel and Jeanine being lovers?" I asked Helen. "You knew about this all along didn't you? That's why you invited Freezel here tonight isn't it, you fox?" I confronted Helen with my assumptions and I could see by the smirk on her face that I was correct.

"Well, David, sometimes a mother and daughter share secret girlie stuff that just doesn't make sense to guys. I just thought that if I could get them in the same room together we could get some sparks to fly again. And I was right! Look how happy they seem!"

"Sparks!" I exclaimed, "Those two could have burned the house down the way they were at each other." Through the patio door, we could see that Jeanine and Honey Freezel were definitely mending some fences. Jeanine had her hands all over Honey's breasts, kissing and licking her cleavage before returning to hungrily suck at her mature lover's mouth. 

"They do still love each other, you know," Helen proclaimed. "There's no denying that something beautiful is happening in there." I took Helen in my arms and kissed her warmly. "You're amazing, my sweet. Simply amazing," I said.

"Nice to be appreciated," Helen said with a wink, "now let's get this party rolling. The night is still young."

******************************************** Chapter 6 -- Mrs. McFarland's Youngest Boy

Just when I thought things were going to settle back to a smooth evening of fun, I heard the doorbell ring again. "Oh, great," I lamented out loud, "Now what?" 

"You'd better get that, dear," said Helen, "I've only got this baggy tee shirt on and don't want to flash whoever's at the door."

I only had on a pair of shorts and was bare chested and bare foot. "Since when don't you want to flash someone?" I joked. The doorbell rang again and Helen pushed me toward the front hallway while she waltzed away to care for her other guests. When I opened the door there, on my front stoop, stood a curious little gnome of a woman I had never seen before. She was quite short, not quite five feet tall I guessed, and build roundish like a small barrel, supported by 2 sturdy, thick and hairy, stubby legs. She wore a dull colored print house dress over which she wore an equally dull colored print apron. Her red hair was streaked with grey, pinned up and somewhat frazzled looking, her complexion was pale and freckled, but she sported round, rosy cheeks, big grey eyes, and a broad, friendly smile. I noticed a slight mustache. Of all her features though, the thing I noticed above all else was her enormous, full bosom that road high on her chest which, I'm sure, obscured her ability to see her own shoes. As to her age, I guessed she was about 60 years old. She was carrying a crumpled paper sack.

"Can I help you?" I asked. 

"Sure and you can," she replied with a Celtic lilt, "Would you be Mr. Orell then?" She was looking me up and down, and made me feel a little overly conscious of my scant attire.

"I would," I said, "I mean, yes, I am."

"Well, then, I'll be please to make your acquaintance, I'm sure." She reached out her small stubby-fingered hand. "I'd be Mrs. McFarland... Colleen... Clarence's mum."

"Oh, sure, how are you?" I said, taking her moist hand in my own. She gave it a firm, strong shake.

"He said he was comin' dis way to a party and spendin' da night but he forgot his pajamas, so I brung 'em for 'im."

"Oh, well," I said, looking over my shoulder and thumbing toward the backyard, "He's just in the back, so I can take..." Before I could finish, Mrs. McFarland, slipped past me, toddling down the hall, toward the back of the house. "Oh, um, Mrs. McFarland... Colleen..." I called as I chased after her. What would she think or do once she realized what kind of party and sleep-over we were really having? How would I possibly explain? I had the feeling that something very bad was going to happen. I was hoping beyond hope that everyone at least had their clothes on and they were engaged in 'normal' activities. I finally caught up with her as she came to an abrupt halt in the family room doorway, but my hopes were quickly dashed. I was quite certain she was shocked at that she saw. 

Everyone had congregated in the family room once again. Jeanine and Honey Freezel were still rolling around on the sofa, kissing and groping. Both women were more revealed more flesh than they did a few minutes ago. Honey's torn blouse had been removed, fully exposing her large-cupped, lacey, black brassier and Jeanine's tube top was pushed down to her waste. They were groping each other frantically, hungrily kissing.  Janey and her grandfather had their lips locked and she was strumming my dad's exposed thick cock with twiddling fingers. Erika and Granny O were on their knees busily taking turns on Brian's cock, while pinching each other's excited nipples. Charlie was fondling my wife's big hanging breasts under her tee shirt, admiring how fluidly they moved, Helen had her hand under her belly and between her thighs, rooting around in her pussy. From this angle, the lower portion of Helen's robust ass cheeks could be plainly seen peeking from under her shirt. And over to the side, Petra was showing her newly sprouted tittie-bumps to Clarence McFarland, a.k.a. Chubby. He was watching Petra's show-and-tell with lewd intent, and rubbing a huge bulge in his shorts. 'Wow,' I thought to myself, 'It didn't take long for everyone to get back into the swing of things.'  I was extremely nervous about what Mrs. McFarland would conclude about all of this sexual merriment. "Uh, Mrs. McFarland," I began, "I can explain... Um, wow, this is a bit awkward, but..."

"Oh, my," she sighed, "Oh, my dear lord..." She made the sign of the cross across her substantial bosom.

"Please, Colleen, let me explain, you see..." I started again.

"What a lovely party!" she exclaimed, "And is dat you, Miss Freezel?" She asked, "Aye, 'tis you, then. How very lovely ta see ya darlin'." 

Miss Freezel looked up in horror at the mention of her name. "Oh! My God!" She exclaimed and tried to cover her chest with her wide spread hands. "Mrs. McFarland! Wha-What... Oh, god... I-I... Oh, God..." she stammered as she tried to get out from under Jeanine. Jeanine, on the other hand, didn't skip a beat. She continued to fondle Honey Freezel, kissing her smooth dark tummy.

"No, no, don't get up, darlin'." Mrs. McFarland dismissed her with a flip of her hand. "I've just fetched me Clarence's pajamas for 'im is all. Don't you mind me, now, don't mind me a'tall. You just go about your messin' about. You know, Mr. Orell," she said looking up at me, "I feel bad bustin' in on your lovely evenin'. I won't be stayin' long, but I'll tell ya, it surely is nice to see good folks celebratin' like ya are. It reminds me o' when Clarence's pa was alive, god rest his soul," she crossed herself again. "Me an' Frank used to throw some bashes like this'n over at our place for our friends. It warms me heart to have the mem'ry again." Colleen McFarland wiped away a bit of warm wetness from her eyes with the hem of her apron.

Helen finally noticed the new arrival and tried to pull her tee shirt down as far as possible to cover her prodigious ass but without much success. "Helen, this is Mrs. McFarland. Chubby - I mean - Clarence's mom. Mrs. McFarland, my wife, Helen."

"Oh, my, well, how lovely to meet you, Mrs. McFarland," chirped Helen, trying to act as nonchalant as possible. "How nice to have you stop by." She shot me a look that said 'David, what the hell is going on?' 

"I was fetchin' me Clarence's pajamas was all, my dear, but by the looks o' t'ings I guess he won't be needin' 'em. I'll just be gettin' on home then." Mrs. McFarland declared while she waved her hand in the air, trying to get Chubby's attention. 

"Oh, well you don't have to rush off do you?" Helen inquired, "We'd love to have you stay awhile and join us, If- If you'd like." I shot a worried 'are you out of your mind?' look at Helen, but she only shrugged with her eyes as if to say 'What else can we do, we're busted.'

"Well I wouldn't want ta put ya out nor anythin', that's for sure. But you do all look like your havin' a grand time, and look, look at me darlin' Clarence havin' a nice chat wi' the lovely wee collie. It does me 'art good to see 'im wit' a nice young lady. He's a wee bit shy, so's ya might notice."

"Nonsense," said Helen, wrapping an arm around Colleen's shoulder, "You're more than welcome, and we've plenty of food and drinks for all."

"Well, I'll be thankin' ya kindly then, Helen. Auch! Will you look at 'im an' dat sweet lassie!" Colleen sighed, motioning toward Clarence and Petra.

"That's our neph... Uh, that's our niece, Petra," Helen corrected herself, "She is very sweet and she and Clarence seem to be hitting it off quite well." Colleen McFarland noticed Charlie talking with my sister, Erika, and called out to him. "Wo-ho, Charlie, wo-ho," she sang standing on her tip-toes and waving her hand. Charlie looked our way when his name was called and waved back. "Mother McFarland! Hello!" he exclaimed, returning the greeting.

"Now there's a sweet lad, that Charlie Gibbons," she offered, "such a nice friend for me Clarence. An' such a long sweet willie," she whispered impishly with a giggle and wink of her eye, holding her hands out about a foot apart. 

"Uh... you've seen Charlie's willie, Uh, I mean, penis?" I asked.

"Auch, sure I 'ave many a time," she replied with a flip of her hand. "Charlie an' me are right well acquainted. If you catch my meanin'," she said with another devilish wink. 

Helen and I and Colleen McFarland were watching as Petra suddenly removed her top so that Chubby could get an unobstructed view of her slim naked torso. Her small tit-bumps were delicate little cones of pink flesh each crowed by a soft, pale, puffy nipple. Chubby stood there watching with rapt attention, dutifully rubbing the billowing bulge in his shorts as Petra twirled around and gave a small hop to show Chubby how her newly sprouted titties jiggled when she bounced. She was so proud of her newly developed womanhood.

"He's the spirit an' image of his dear departed pa, that's for sure. You know, Clarence ain't the brightest light in the room," Colleen confided with a touch of sorrow, "He never was, likely never will be. But the good lord takes care o' his own so he gave the lad somethin' to make up for 'is shortcomin's."  She began to wave frantically and called out to her son. "Clarence, Clare, darlin'! Wo-ho, Clarence!" She finally got the boy's attention, reluctantly tearing his eyes way from Petra's floor show performance. "Clarence, darlin' show everyone how the lord has blessed you, lad. Don't be shy, now... Show us your blessin', lad." Colleen crossed herself again.

Clarence glanced sheepishly from side to side beneath his hooded brow, unsure if he could comply with his mother's request in front of so many people. The boy was extremely shy.  "Come now, lad, don't be sheepish. Get on wit' it," Colleen encouraged her son. 

Cautiously, Clarence, unbuckled his belt, lowered his zipper and, bending over slightly, pushed his shorts to his ankles.  The next few minutes seemed like an eternity, time seemed to stand still. The whole house suddenly became as quiet as a church, so quiet that I could hear the hall clock tick, ticking steadily. No one spoke for what seemed like minutes. Then from somewhere in the room I heard a gasp. 

"Oh... my... god...," Honey Freezel sighed in a whisper.

"Holy shit...," offered Jeanine.

"Oh! Ohhhh, My...," said Helen.

"He's bigger than you, grandpa...," mused Janey.

"The king is dead, long live the king," said grandpa.

"Ah, herregud!, exclaimed Erika.

"Amazing," said Brian.

"Lord, have mercy," said Granny O.

"Oh! Ohhhh...," chirped Petra.

"I told you so, Mr. Orell..." said Charlie.

I looked around the room noting everyone's expressions. There wasn't a closed mouth in the room, each was formed in a silent gasp. "I've never seen anything like it," I said mostly to myself, "It's... It's... magnificent."

"Aye... aye, 'tis indeed, Mr. Orell," Colleen said proudly, "'tis a gift from god 'imself, it is. There's no mistake." Colleen crossed herself again, twice.

None of us had ever before seen man-flesh that compared to what hung between Clarence's chubby, hairy thighs. Nearly erect I reckoned his cock to be at least a foot long and as fat around as a man's wrist at the base. A formidable, puckered foreskin shrouded the imposing tool's business end. It reminded me of an animal's long snout -- an aardvark perhaps. Heavily veined and ominously proportioned, it swung lewdly from his groin and seemed to be throbbing, occasionally twitching ever so slightly, as sustaining blood fed the beefy beast. His balls were proportionately sized, low hanging and each carrying what looked like a large egg-sized nut. Now I clearly understood why his friends called him Chubby. Fisting the great monster, Clarence pulled back the skin to display a disproportionately smaller sized, spade-shaped glans. The blue-violet cock head was a little larger than normal size and somewhat pointed at the end, with a distinct flare around its fleshy base, like the bard of a fishhook. Overall, the shape of a Saturn 5 rocket came to mind, narrow tapering payload resting on a gradually thickening shaft. The heavens had indeed blessed this young man, and we were all awestruck, and in my case, envious.




Fun With The Orells Ch. 05-06



"Lovely, 'tis it not? A cock that that 'un will fill a lass up to the brim," Colleen sighed with a twinkle of pride, "will you be tryin' it yourself tonight, Helen? It's a bit o' work to get 'im up in ya but once done, 'tis a saint's blessin'. Sure and it is. A saint's blessin'." Colleen crossed herself again and pressed her palms together in a symbol of prayer and thanksgiving.

"You... You've had that thing inside your body?" Helen gasped, "Oh, my god, Colleen. How did you ever?"

"Oh, not the whole t'ing, but the lard's share for sure," Colleen replied. "Now if ya get your quim good 'n worked up, you can get a good bit of it in sure enough. Come on then, let's have a go darlin'. Seeing all this merry-makin' has got me bottom all wet and wantin'." 

With that she grabbed Helen by the wrist and dragged her across the room towards her dramatically hung son. Helen looked over her shoulder toward me and mouthed the word, 'Help'. I just chuckled and shook my head in disbelief. So, it appears that Mrs. McFarland and her teenaged son had enjoyed each other's sexual company before and Charlie Gibbons as well. It's no wonder Colleen wasn't shocked when she saw all the goings-on at our little soiree. 

I overheard Jeanine invite Honey Freezel up to her room for some private time. Being sizably larger that Jeanine, Honey lifted Jeanine's small frame into her arms, kissed her deeply and took off up the stairs as Jeanine kissed the lovely, dark-skinned neck of her once school principal, now lover. I decided to stick around in the family room for a while to see what would happen next. I sat myself on the sofa and beckoned my sister Erika over to join me. She immediately pulled off my shorts and started to give me what I knew would be a memorable blowjob. Her tits swayed beautifully, seductively as she serviced my thickening tool. I cupped her soft sooth tit-sacks and teased her erect nipples as she applied her best oral techniques.  

Colleen boldly approached her son and gave him a peck on the cheek, then whispered in the youngster's ear and pointed to the floor. Obediently, Clarence slipped off his shorts and lay down on the carpet. His heavy cock slapped audibly against his stomach as he positioned himself at his mother's feet. His cock was visibly throbbing, trying to stand straight up on its own but unable to do so due to its mass. Everyone in the room was now watching with anticipation as the scene unfolded. Reaching up under her skirt, Colleen pulled down her white 'granny' panties and stepped out of them. They were clearly wet. She then bunched up her dress and tucked it up along her waste. Her ass and thighs were as wide and sturdy as the rest of her, her large round bubble-butt deeply cleaved. Her unshaven legs and cunt were thatched with light reddish-brown body hair, with additional streaks of grey on her forested, round pussy mound.  She definitely gave one the impression that this was a woman from the old country. Spitting liberally in the palms of her hands, she rubbed them together like a man ready to wield an ax then slathered the spittle all over her son's formidable dick. She did this several more times until the huge dick was glistening wet. She then straddled her son, spread her labia with her fingers, and slowly squatted with the intent of impaling her stout frame onto his titan cock. Helen looked on in amazement as the tiny, broad-hipped Colleen descended on her son's big dick in slow, short, reciprocating squats. Clarence held is cock vertically with both hands circling the base as his mum slowly bounced on him. Because Clarence's cock head was narrower than the thick staff, Colleen was able to envelope a good chunk of his dick after a few dozen deep knee bends.

"Aye... that's lovely, lad," she sighed, "yur fillin'up yur mum. How's that feel, darlin'." 

"Yea, it feels real nice, Ma," he replied. It was the first time I'd heard Clarence speak, grunt, or anything else.  A few moments later, Colleen had about half of his meat in her hungry, furry cunt, and she settled into a slow steady rhythm, her ample pussy lips contorting with each up and down motion. Clarence was moaning now, the friction on his mom's pussy was starting to have an impact on him. Her oozing wetness was shimmered on his cock flesh. Everyone in the room watched silently with rapt attention and fascination.  "Now yur next, Helen, so we'll have to get yur kitty ready," Colleen advised through staggered breaths. "Take off your shirt and sit yurself down on the lad's face. Let 'im wet your bottom all up." Helen looked up at me and shrugged, palms raised. I shrugged back. "Go for it," I said as Erika sat down in my lap, facing away from me, slipping my cock deep inside your very wet pussy. She wanted to watch the show while we made love.

Helen pulled her tee shirt over her head, tossed it aside, and positioned herself over the young man's face. Kneeing down and facing Colleen, she lowered her big ass over Clarence's face. Immediately, the boy lifted his head and stabbed at Helen's fat, fleshy pussy with his outstretched tongue. "That's right," Colleen encouraged, "go ahead sit down on 'im. He loves to have a bum in his face full on. Ya won't hurt 'im none." Helen lowered her ass further onto Clarence's face and by the look on her face, found experience pleasant. The whole upper part of Clarence's body and his head were enveloped by Helen's fat ass and flabby belly flesh. She began to thrust a bit with her hips, grinding her full weight into the boy's face. She could feel his hot breath and young tongue gliding through her slit and along the chasm of her ass crack. 

"Oh, that IS nice," Helen agreed, "Mmmm..., he's quite good with his tongue. Oh! My... Mmmm..."

"I trained up all me sons when they came of age," replied Colleen proudly, as she picked up the pace of her squats somewhat, "He'll get you wet and happy in no time. I couldn't see sendin' no son o' mine out in the world without knowin' how please 'is Mrs." 

Colleen reached out and began to play with Helen's large, fat, heavy tits. She lifted each meaty breast to her mouth using both hands, licking and sucking the hardening nipples. It seemed like everyone in the room was breathing harder, more erratically as they watched the unusual sex show. 

"Mmm, Helen, yur titties are nice an' soft an' tasty," Colleen cooed, "and heavy too, like my very own." 

Helen reached over and was cupping Colleen's big breasts as well, squeezing and pushing them together. They swayed and giggled lavishly even though they were still encased in what seemed to be a very big sturdy bra. Being a big girl lover, I must admit that I was anxious to sample Colleen's big udders myself. 

After several minutes of steady pumping it became obvious that Colleen was definitely getting closer to her climax. Almost three quarters of her son's cock was ramming up into her very wet and very hairy cunt with increasing ferocity. "Uh, Uh," she panted, "I'm going to cum laddie..., saints be praised, darlin', yur makin' yur mum have her cum." Observing from behind, her juicy, hairy pussy was plainly in sight as it pumped relentlessly over her son's giant prick. Her pussy hair was matted and wet, and her hair-rimmed ass hole puckered tightly with each stroke as she flailed faster and faster on her boy's monster dick. 

Erika was humping on me with increased vigor, keeping pace with Colleen's incestuous tempo.  Helen was still humping Clarence's face and groping at Colleen's tits as the hairy little gnome reached her orgasm. "Oh, Mother Mary," Colleen shouted, "there 'tis, me darlin'.... Uh... Uh... Aye, I'm done iiinnnn!....." With that, Colleen settled down as far as she could on her son's thick pole and ground her hips to the rhythm of her climax. The scent of their love making was thick in the air. Her ass cheeks were jerking and contracting as Colleen's orgasm took her over. She was shacking in spasms, her back arching with each convulsion. Finally, exhausted, she collapsed forward into Helen's arms, her round belly resting on Clarence's stomach, her breathing staggered and ragged. Helen kissed her several times on the face and stroked her hair as Colleen came down from her heroic cum. Spontaneously, we all began to cheer and clap our hands. "Well done, Colleen!" "Bravo!" Someone even whistled a triumphant salute.

"Phew! That was lovely... Lord 'ave mercy..." Colleen declared and crossed herself several times. "Now, Helen, me love, let's get you to have a go at 'im. 'E hasn't spunked yet, so 'e's fully charged and ready." 

At this point it looked like Helen was all in. Any reservations she had about taking this huge cock into her body were dispelled. Lifting herself off Clarence's pussy-wet face Helen helped Colleen to her feet. Turning the stout woman around, Helen untied her apron, unzipped her dress, and slipped the whole affair off her shoulders. Next to go was Colleen's sturdy bra, which had 8 clasps. The cups were enormous, and I thought a young man could easily fit his head inside one of the big satiny cups. Her huge, thick, fat udders hung high and wide on her chest supported by her round firm, pink belly, and despite their age, they stood quite proudly on her chest. Those tits were way beyond a double D cup, perhaps a double J or double K, but certainly the heftiest titties I had ever seen up close and in person. 

Her shoulders, arms, and breasts were spangled with reddish-brown freckles, and her armpits sported a nice tuft of red body hair. The pale, brown areola of her breasts were several inches in diameter, their rubbery, thick nipples pointed slightly downward but where quite pronounced and proud and shaped like small thimbles.  I could tell that many happy babies and lovers had nursed at her teats - well used and happily suckled.  My mouth watered thinking about fucking those mammoth flesh bags and I was determined to have them before the evening was over.

Erika had turned in my lap to face me. I was happily groping her beautiful, sloping, low-slung tits as she humped us towards orgasm, sucking her pink, pert nipples as she furiously rode me. Her pussy was so warm, wet and welcoming, and her lovemaking was expert and passionate. I was getting close to orgasm and from experience I knew that she was too. Grabbing her lovely round ass cheeks I began to slam her into my pelvis, driving my grateful dick deeply into this beautiful woman's wet, wonderful cunt. I pulled her tightly into myself as my orgasm began, but she had other ideas. Sensing that I was about to empty my balls, Erika quickly jumped off my lap, knelt between my legs, and slurped my cock between her silky soft, pretty lip. I came instantly and hard. I grabbed hands full of her blonde hair and drove my dick into her face as far as it would go. I could feel Erika swallowing quickly as I fired bursts of semen into her warm mouth. Her tongue was out and working the underside of my dick, coaxing every drop of spunk from my sack. She held me there in her mouth, reluctant to let go, sucking tenderly, cheeks concaving from the gentle suction, until I softened. Bracing herself on my thighs she leaned in and kissed me, pushing her tongue and the last few drops of my own sperm into my mouth. I sucked her tongue with gusto, savoring the taste of our lovemaking and held her supple body tightly against my chest, her tits pressing firmly into me, as we kissed passionately. Erika was an amazing lover.

Janey was on all fours, her grandfather crotched over her upturned behind, his cock slowly penetrating her young wet cunt. Her plump, chubby young breasts jiggled with each deep thrust of her granddad's methodical fucking. Eagerly she was thrusting back to meet the old man's smooth rhythm, her plump, red pussy lips fully stretched by grandpa's thick, experienced meat. "Uh... Uh... Oh, grandpa... yes... feels so good. Fuck my pussy, grandpa..." she urged him as he spread her firm, plump ass cheeks to expose her tight, pink O-ring. The old man was grunting with every deep stab into his granddaughter's sweet young cunt. But I knew what was coming next and so did Janey. My dad spit on his hand and rubbed his saliva into and around her pretty pink pucker. Dad loved to ass fuck and Janey knew how he would fill her up with his thick, mature cock. Pulling out of her stretched, wet cunt, he scooped fingerfuls of her abundant pussy fluids and prepared her bung for entry. He inserted one, then two fingers into her pink and perfect anus causing Janey to squirm with anticipation. "Yes, grandpa, yes... fuck me there... fuck my ass...," she begged. Placing the fat head of his cock against her rubbery sphincter he began to push slowly, but firmly into his granddaughter's anus until it popped through. "Uhhhh... grandpa, slow, honey... Uhhhh... you're so big... so... good... UHhh...," she moaned when grandpa burst through the tight rubbery ring. "Ouwww...," Janey howled, "Auww... Oh, god, grandpa, Uhhh... fuck...me...Uhhh..." 

Petra now knelt in from of her sister and thrust her small but fully erect cock into Janey's face. She sucked the pretty, slim cock into her mouth, and began to pleasure her recently transformed sister.  Petra cupped her newly sprouted A-cup titties, pulling hard and distorting the delicate tips with great pleasure. "Suck me, sis," Petra moaned, "Suck my dick, sweetie..."

Brain had Granny O on her back with her legs spread and straight up along his body. He was buried deep in her old pussy and sucking on her toes while he banged into our mother's pleasurable old cunt. As many times as Brian and I have fucked our mother, we never tired of being inside her, and she never seemed to tire of receiving from or giving pleasure to us. Mom was a world class wonderful lay. No one ever walked away disappointed after making love to Granny O. While Brian drove his cock full length into the old girl, he licked, sucked, and kissed her toes, her ankles, her calves; driving granny crazy with pleasure. 

"Oh, Brian, baby... Your momma missed you honey... David doesn't like to make love to my feet like you do... Mmmm... yes, baby...,' she cooed. 

Charlie perched himself over granny's face and offered his long snake-of-a-cock to her which she took into her mouth without forethought. She liked Charlie very much and she showed it by giving the young man a lavish blowjob, alternating between sucking his dick and bathing his balls in her mouth. Charlie's cock was as stiff as I'd ever seen it, standing straight out from his well-developed body. Taking advantage of granny's prone position, he squatted over her face indicating that he wanted granny to rim his ass hole, which she gladly did. My cock began to twitch again as I watched the erotic activity going on throughout the room. Erika sat beside me, softly kissing my chest and sucking my nipples while I stroked myself slowly and enjoyed the sexually charged atmosphere.

Colleen was busy giving Helen a few pointers about how best to approach Clarence's huge dick without hurting herself. The lad had not yet cum and his cock was still fully erect and pumped full of blood, ready for action. While Helen readied herself for the ride of her life, I approached Colleen from behind and cupped her massive boobs. "I've got to have these," I demanded. Colleen cooed and pushed back into me, my cock poked her just below the shoulder blades -- she was that short. Without another word, Colleen faced me, bent forward slightly, and hungrily slurped my cock into her mouth, her tongue immediately vibrating against my glans. Her sucking technique was experienced and wonderful, and she quickly had the entire length in her mouth, her tongue extending with each downward thrust to have a quick lick at my balls. This old girl knew how to appreciate a man's dick.

While Colleen sucked me with devotion, I glanced around the room to see what other action was afoot. Erika had joined her children and grandpa on the floor. Every dozen or so strokes, my father would pull out of Janey's ass and offer his cock to her mother, who anxiously took a substantial length of his erection into her mouth, humming with pleasure to partake of the old man's dick. After a dozen strokes into Erika's mouth grandpa would jam his dick back into Janey's gapping sphincter for another penetrating set. Back and forth they continued this sequence. Janey's ass to Erika's mouth, Janey's ass to Erika's mouth, until grandpa's nut finally burst. He held his cock at the base as jets of the old man's sperm shut up on Janey's back and over her ample, round ass. Erika licked the spent semen furiously off her daughter's back, her plump cheeks, and down into her ass cleft. Soon after Petra pushed her hips into Janey's face and release her own spend in her sister's mouth.  Janey held her sister's cock between her lips and allowed Petra's sweet spunk to slip down her throat with several well-timed swallows. The air was now thick with the scent of freshly spent semen and wet willing pussies.

My mother was on all fours, my brother Brian buried to the hilt in her boney ass. Mother loved to ass fuck as much as my father, and was verbally encouraging Brian to dig deep. "Oh, yes, baby!" she cheered, "fuck your momma's behind, baby. Uh.., Uhooo..., Momma has missed you baby..." Granny's small, saggy and wrinkled tit sacks swung wildly and sensuously as Brian soundly pounded her backside, the loose, wrinkled flesh of her tummy huge underneath her and undulated in tempo. Brian was fucking our mom full throttle. 

I could only imagine what Jeanine and Miss Freezel were up to in the other part of the house, but I'm sure they were enjoying getting reacquainted. I made a mental note to check on them soon. I was anxious to see Honey Freezel in action and experience her myself if she would allow it. 

Clarence's mom was doing a yeoman's job of sucking my cock. She was happily licking my balls and had me fully erect when she slipped a finger deep into my rectum and probed for my prostate. I hated to interrupt her superb performance but I desperately wanted to fuck her giant, freckled fun bags. I lifted her chin from my crotch and gave her a wet kiss. She smiled at me sweetly as I took hold of one meaty udder in each hand and slapped them together, enjoying how they giggled and undulated in my hands. Her big blue-veined udders were firm and very, very soft and fluid in my hands. I took hold of each thick brown nipple and lifted her tittles off her chest testing their weight. Again I slapped them together a few times, savoring the way they moved. Her nipples hardened between my fingers. Slipping my cock deep into her cavernous cleavage, I squeezed her tit flesh around my swollen dick. "Aye, you like them big titties don't cha, Mr. Orell?" she asked with a twinkle. "I know'd you was a tit-man when I first laid eyes on ya. My old Frank used to love fuckin' these old pillows too. God rest his soul..." She spat several big gobs of saliva into her deep cleavage to slick up the action. My cock poked her in the chin a few times when I thrust up, driving her fluffy pillows up around her face. This made her giggle like a school girl. The old girl really enjoyed a good poke.

Helen spread her labia as she squatted over Clarence's cock, slowly lowering herself, impaling her thick-lipped cunt on his oversized tool. From where I stood, I could see Helen's deeply cleaved ass cheeks spread wide open, revealing her brown and puckered rosebud, her red meaty cunt gash and hairy pussy mound leading to her fat, dangling belly below. Clarence's cock stretched my wife's pussy lips dramatically as she took the first few inches into her quim. Her labia buckled with each inward thrust of his dick. The boy was griming from ear to ear as she attempted to fully devour the biggest dick she'd ever fucked. Helen's enormous titties were flopping across Clarence's chest and into his face. He lunged at them hungrily and finally got hold of one with both hand, and began to suckle soundly on Helen's stiff brown nipple. For being such a shy kid, Clarence knew how to handle himself with a naked lady. Colleen had trained him well. He was very attentive to Helen as she fucked herself on his engorged spike, so far only managing to get a few inches of his big meat into her cunt in spite of her herculean efforts. 




Fun With The Orells Ch. 05-06



"Uh... Uh... Oh, God... Clarence, honey, you're so damn big, honey, Uh...," Helen groaned, making Clarence smile, "Maybe..., maybe if you pushed up a little, while I pushed down, we could get it all in... Ready... Push!" Clarence grunted as he strained to lift his pelvis under Helen's heavy weight, and thrust his prick upward, deeper into her hot wet vaginal opening. At the same time Helen bore down like she was giving birth, trying to cram more the engorged phallus into her body. "Uhhhhh... Ahhh...," she groaned as Clarence continued his short lifts, pushing his dick up into my wife's belly. She appeared to have about 8 inches of dick in her already and about 4 inches of stout flesh to go. 

"Keep pushing, Clarence, Uhnnnnn... Keep... Pushing... Ouueiii... Ouueii... Ouch!" Helen's face was twisted with pain as she pushed down on Clarence's brawny cock with all her might. Then, finally, we heard a loud "Plop!!" as Helen's ass collided with Clarence's pelvis, her bottom resting firmly on the boy's pelvis. "Owwww! Oh, Owwww...," she hollered as the boy's immense appendage slammed up into her belly to the hilt. "Oh, Ouw... Oww... Don't move, Clarence, don't move, honey," she begged, "I did it! I did it! He's inside me!" Helen cheered triumphantly, her expression joyful yet twisted with pain. Everyone in the room cheered and applauded Helen's monumental accomplishment. Tears ran down her cheeks from the joy and the pain of accomplishment. She was breathing in short quick breaths as if the huge dick were impeding the movement of her diaphragm. "Oh, God, David," she said to me, "Oh, my god, my pussy, my pussy is so stretched and my womb is absolutely filled up. I think it's all the way up in my uterus. Oh, God, it's so incredible... " 

"Nicely done, darlin'," Mrs. McFarland replied, "I never thought no one could get that whole 'ting up her bum, but ya done it! Now don't tear yourself, lassie, slow and easy, now..."

Clarence's cock twitched and he gave a slight involuntary thrust upward which caused Helen's face to grimace with discomfort. "Owww! Honey, no, don't move, Clarence... let me do it honey." Ever so slowly Helen began to raise herself up off of Clarence's pelvis. She pursed her lips as she painfully lifted a few inches off the young man's pelvis, then, slowly sat back down. "Owww...," she cried, "it hurts..., Owww..." Gradually and with great care, Helen began to set a steady slow pace, letting her strokes get a little longer after several minutes of painful repetition. Clarence continued to play with her tits, licking, sucking, and fondling them, as Helen steadily quickened her pace. Soon, both she and Clarence were breathing hard, their faces red with the strain and pleasure of lovemaking.

"Cumming soon, Mrs. O," Clarence announced. He was red-faced, sweating, and exhausted but determined. "Gonna... cum... soon..." 

"Oh... Uhnnnn... me too, sweetie. Wait for me, Clarence, wait... wait...," Helen begged as she pumped faster and faster even though she feared that she was doing damage to her red, tender pussy. "Now... Clarence... Oh, God..., now, honey... , cumming..., cum with meeee... Ughhhhh..."

Clarence sat up a bit and wrapped his arms around Helen's shoulders as he braced himself for his own orgasm. When their climax came, it sent a shock wave through Helen's body and his. He grunted like a wild rutting beast, her sounds were no more human than his. He was trying to bury himself deeper into Helen though she pinned him with her weight and the downward force of her climax. Wave after wave of contractions hit Clarence and Helen in turn. Their bodies jerked spasmodically as if they were having a mutual fit of epilepsy or blasted by some unseen electrical current. Helen's big ass cheeks were crunching in time to her convulsions while Clarence held on to her tightly, his face contorting as he fought for sexual release and his next breath all at the same time. It seemed like minutes passed before they were breathing in any sort of regular tempo. Sweat glistened on both their bodies as Helen collapsed on him. She cupped his young, red face in her hands and began to kiss the boy on his eyes, his cheeks, his lips. "Thank you, Clarence, thank you, thank you..." Helen said, "So good, honey, so, so good... Mmmm...," And she meant it.

Helen rolled off of her young lover slowly, her tender and abused vagina still locked with his formidable member. His cock was still swollen, though it appeared to be softening ever so slightly. A soft sucking sound could be heard as Clarence's waning cock slipped out of my wife's appreciative, though ravaged cunt. When she finally came loose from the boy, a flood of semen spilled on his belly and over his shrinking phallus. In thanksgiving, Helen knelt beside the boy and began to lick his spent seed from his cock, his pelvis, his balls, making yummy sounds as she savored his tasty, youthful fluids. There was so much of the thick gooey stuff. I'm sure there was an equal amount still lodged far up in her cunt, perhaps even directly in her womb. Clarence was exhausted. He lay on the floor and gently stroked Helen's sweat-matted hair from her face as she cleaned him. "Thanks, Mrs. O...," he whispered tenderly, "I've never been inside a woman all the way..." Helen winked at him and smiled. "Well, sweetie, you'll just have to come over more often so we can try that again. After my pussy gets a rest," she mused, then kissed him and busied herself with licking up the boy's tasty white spunk.

Meanwhile my brother Brian was grunting his way through leaving a nut-sack full of cum in Granny O's skinny old ass while Charlie throat fucked her -- my mother could literally deep throat the entire length of Charlie's long slim cock - until he deposited his seed down her esophagus. Erika had Janey's legs propped over her back as she licked between her daughter's legs. Petra sucked on her sister's fleshy titties and kissed her while their mother's tongue worked its magic on Janey's hairless plump pussy, rocking her to a powerful, wet orgasm.

Everyone looked exhausted. People were lying everywhere talking and joking softly, kissing, hugging, catching their breath, and enjoying the glow of the moment. Sometime later, Helen announced that it was time for supper but first we all had to get cleaned up. Groups of 2 and 3 scurried off to various parts of the house to take collective showers and, I assumed, a lot of continued groping and sexing. But everyone agreed to meet back in the family room in 30 minutes.



Fun With The Orells Ch. 07



After everyone had showered the entire group met in the family room to get ready for supper. Everyone had slipped on a tee shirt, shorts, or other covering, and there was a general good vibe running through the whole house. In spite of the way this party began, much to my relief, it looked like the evening was going to be a good one after all. Helen started handing out assignments: women in the kitchen to prepare all the side dishes, men outside to get the tables set up and the steaks on the grill. 

In less than an hour the tables were set and everyone sat down next to a plate. Older folks and youngsters mingled freely and were quite open about giving a hug or a kiss or an affectionate touch. It was quite a love-in. Colleen McFarland was very much taken with Petra, never having met a transsexual before. She could be heard complimenting Petra's lovely, slim body and asked several times to get a look at Petra's little A-cup tits which Petra was more than happy to provide and which Colleen seemed to admire greatly. Even Chubby had become talkative despite his previous shyness. Sitting between Janey and Charlie, he had opened the fly of his shorts to allow his phallic monster to roam free. Janey tickled and strummed the huge dick playfully while the three laughed and joked and talked. After his pussy-splitting performance earlier this afternoon, Clarence had become quite a local celebrity. 

In all the excitement of the afternoon's sexing we had all nearly forgotten about Jeanine and Honey Freezel but no sooner had I asked about them, they appeared on the patio, holding hands and grinning like Cheshire cats. Everyone cheered them as they joined the group, teasing them about what they may have been doing privately in Jeanine's bedroom. They both visibly blushed.

"Mommy, daddy, everyone...," Jeanine began, "I want to make an announcement!" Helen and I were sitting together, and Helen took hold of my hand and hugged my arm, as if she expected something wonderfully exciting.

"Honey has asked me to marry her... And I said 'Yes!'" Jeanine cheered, grinning from ear to ear. Honey Freezel hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her head.

"EEiiii..." Helen shrieked with delight and clapped her hands like a little girl at a birthday party. Joyful tears began to run down her chubby face. Everyone stood up and began to applaud and cheer as if Jeanine and Honey Freezel had just won the Olympics. "Congratulations! Wonderful! Oh, My God! Cool!" The cheers went up. The whole group converged around Jeanine and Honey, offering them congratulations, kisses, and hugs without number. Jeanine and Honey had obviously worked out their issues while they were away from the group earlier this afternoon. It was obvious too that they loved each other very much; they were absolutely glowing with happiness. I had a good feeling that this, after all, was going to work out beautifully. Jeanine needed a firm hand like the one Honey could provide and it was obvious that Honey was head over heels for the much younger Jeanine. I must admit that I too was feeling a little choked up about the idea of Jeanine getting married. Hey, I'm a sentimental guy at heart.

It took a while for Helen and I to work our way through all the well-wishers but eventually we were able to give our best wishes to our daughter and new daughter. Helen held Jeanine in a long, long tight hug and kissed her a hundred times while she rocked back and forth with excitement. I opened my arms to Honey Freezel and she entered them without hesitation. 

"Welcome to the family, Honey ," I said, "I'm very happy for you. Jeanine is a wonderful girl as you already know." I kissed her on both cheeks but as I pulled away, she leaned her face into mine and kissed me full on the lips, gliding her tongue lightly across my lips quite naturally and innocently. 

"What should I call you?" She asked with a broad smile. "Dad or Mr. Orell, or..." 

"David would be fine," I chuckled, "just David." I held her for another moment, enjoying her firm, full body against mine. Her perfume was intoxicating and my cock twitched instinctively. "You sure you're ready for this family?" I asked.

"Oh, yes," she replied without a second thought, "Jeanine and I had talked about your family situation many times when we were last seeing each other. I love her, David... all of her and everything about her. I want whatever makes her happy." This time I kissed Honey full on the mouth, our tongues greeting each other, and hugged her even closer.

"What about the wild fisticuffs you two got into this afternoon?" I asked. "Jeanine can be a handful you know."

"Oh, I know, David, I know that quite well, but I really love the fire in her. She awakens things in me like no one I've known. I really know we can make it work."

"Hey! You two," Jeanine chimed in, "don't forget about me!" She squirmed her way between Honey and I, creating a hug sandwich. "Oh, daddy!" Jeanine swooned, "Isn't it wonderful!" She was hugging Honey very tightly and pressing her face against her soft robust bosom. 

"Yes it is, kitten," I said, "I'm happy for the both of you." And I was too. Helen joined us for a four-way hug and we rocked there happily together enjoying the moment. 

Supper was even more joyous after the surprise announcement and we all made our way through it with great pleasure, much toasting, and more kissing and hugging, and groping too. After the dishes were cleared and tables set aside, everyone grabbed a drink and began to split up into smaller groups. It was a nice warm evening so some went off into the back yard and others stayed in the family room. Colleen and Brian were sitting on the floor and chatting. Helen, Erika, and my parents were sitting around a small table, laughing, drinking, and teasing each other. 

I wanted to get to know Honey Freezel a little better, so I sat with her on the sofa. I asked her about herself and she was open about her life. Raised in the city to middle class parents, a rough neighborhood but she got top grades in spite of urban struggles. She always wanted to be an educator, had dated mostly men through college but had her first girl-girl relationship in her senior year and liked it so much she never dated guys again. She knew she was taking a huge risk to her career when she had a relationship with Jeanine while she was the high school principal and Jeanine was a senior, but she fell in love with my daughter and no longer cared about the risks, she just wanted to be with Jeanine. She admitted that she went into therapy after she and Jeanine split. Her change in temperament towards Jeanine and her friends was due to her perceived rejection. She now understood that Jeanine was trying to protect her and had chosen heartbreak over the misery that could have come if their liaison was uncovered by school administrators or the school board.

"I was possessed with love for Jeanine," Honey confessed, "I still am really, I guess. I thought about nothing else and wanted nothing else. So when she broke it off, and then saw her with other girls, I became dejected and angry. I know that was wrong now. But I owe you and your wife a lot of thanks for bringing us together again." I explained to Honey that I knew nothing about the previous love affair, not that I would have minded if I had, except for the same professional concerns that Jeanine had.

"We're a very open and liberal family as you can tell," I explained to Honey, who chuckled at my understatement, "but Helen and I have always taught Jeanine be wise about her choices in life, and that includes who she gives her love to, or who she makes love with. The way we lead our lives is not very socially acceptable so we have to be careful about how we interact with others 'outside' of our circle. The fact that she was trying to protect you, and herself, from harm, and that she was willing to suffer in her heart to make sure that, in the end, you would not be harmed should be a testament to you about how much she really cares." 

Honey was nodding thoughtfully as I spoke. She was gazing through the patio doors where Jeanine and her cousins and friends were gathered in a circle, chatting. A warm, pleasant smile blossomed on her face as she watched the object of her love. I took the opportunity of that silent moment to take a good look at Honey Freezel. She really wasn't the monster the kids had portrayed her to be. She was actually quite sensitive and, as I observed, very, very lovely. I had never paid much attention to her in the past when I saw her at school functions. To me she had been just another hard-assed administrator. But now I saw her up close and personal, and I very much liked what I saw. She had let her hair down and the cut of it accented her facial features beautifully, shoulder length, deep purple-black in color. Her high cheek bones, delicately tapered jaw, large soft eyes, full lips and ebony dark skin were quite striking. The tee shirt she wore was too small for her, her full breasts pressed firmly against the tight fabric, deeply cleaved and widely spaced, they begged to be released. Her tummy had an attractive, delicate roundness, her hips wide and high, and though she was seated, I recalled that her ass was deliciously round and plump. The tee shirt she wore covered very little of her thighs which were full and meaty, the skin smooth and moist looking. She could have been sculpted by a great artist. I felt stirrings in my loins with admiration and desire for this beautiful African. 

Honey must have picked up my vibe. Glancing back at me, see looked down at my lap and saw that I was becoming aroused. Delicately, innocently her hand traced the bulge under my zipper. Her smile broadened as she met my admiring gaze. "I like this family, David," she said seductively. Then she leaned in hard and kissed me passionately and deeply. I was so ready to have this woman. Our tongues hungrily probed each other's mouths. Hers was soft, pink and talented. We bit tenderly on each other's lips. We moaned into each other's mouths. Our hands began to explore each other with passionate hast. 

While she unfastened and slid my shorts down, I pulled her tee shirt over her head and off. We were skin on skin and she devoured my lips with her own. My cock poked into her soft ebony tummy as I cupped her full round ass in my hands and pulled her ever tighter into me. She did not resist but forced herself down on me as if she wanted to pass through me. Her hand found my erection and she took it firmly and worked it hard as we exchanged kisses and tasted each other's tongues. Slowly she kissed her way down my chest, alternately sucking, nibbling, biting, and licking my nipples, before she continued down over my abdomen, finally hovering over my throbbing cock. She took hold of it in both hands, stroking it slowing and kissing the underside of the glans. Her full breasts dangled and swayed, tickling my thighs as they swung beneath her, the nipples thick and firmly erect. 

Honey Freezel began to make love to my balls. She licked them with passion and softly sucked each in turn into her mouth, nuzzling my scrotum as she did, her hand gently sliding over by cock. With long, teasing strokes of her soft pink tongue she painted my cock with her saliva until she reached the throbbing tip which she kissed and slurped into her mouth, rotating her head in small circles while it methodically disappeared between her full, luscious lips. Her tongue teased my piss hole and glided along the underside. She brought me near the edge of orgasm several times with her expert mouth, then slowed her pace and backed off seconds before she sensed my orgasm. She was in full command and I was happy to submit. My hands stroked her soft shoulders, her round exciting ass pointing in the air, the crease of its cleft visible and inviting. What an unbelievable blowjob she was giving me. 

I took a quick glance around the room to see what the others were doing while Honey worshiped my prick and it appeared that others were enjoying themselves as well. Brian had Colleen on her back on the floor, her thick hairy legs spread side and in the air, her arms hooked behind her knees, while he licked her bushy, gaping cunt, her pink, wet pussy-flesh spread wide by my brother's fingers. My parents, Helen, and Erika were also on the floor. They were lying on their sides forming a naked oral sex daisy chain. Granny O's face was buried between Erika's legs, while Erika sucked my dad's cock. Dad's face was buried between Helen's enormous ass cheeks, rimming her bung hole, while Helen enjoyed the taste of my mother's thick-lipped cunt. The room became filled with the sounds of slurping, sucking, moaning, and soft exclamations. 

I was in agony because of Honey's oral teasing. I began to beg her to let me cum but she only smiled a wicked smile and continued to torture my dick with her incredible sucking technique. My balls were aching for relief. Then, finally, blessedly, she leaned over me, kissed me deeply then positioned her pussy above my swollen cock. Reaching between her thighs she split her pussy lips wide with her fingers. I could now see the pretty pink inner lips and hidden flesh beneath her lightly thatched, thick and pouty labial lips. Crowning her wet slit was a substantial meaty clitoris, its head exposed, unhooded, looking like a small proboscis. Her pussy mound was neatly trimmed but spangled with tight ringlets of deep black pubic hair. This made her spread cunt look like a pink clam opening up its shell. She was wet, very wet. My cock strained to enter her tight opening as she slowly, slowly, lowered her sex onto me, until I had fully entered her excellent body. The silky, warm, welcoming, wetness of her Honey's cunt is almost impossible to describe. I actually sighed upon entering her. Slowly she rocked herself on my pelvis. I could feel her erect clit scrapping against me as she methodically ground herself into me. Her tits swayed elegantly in accompaniment to her movements. Her puckered areola and erect nipples seemed to dance in the air as her silky ebony breasts swung in time to her movements. Leaning forward, she let her nipples lightly graze against my own nipples, the weight of her tits stretching her perfect ebony tit-flesh. I closed my eyes and inhaled the sweet aroma of her perfume and her wonton sex. I was intoxicated and helpless. I could not move and did not want too. She could have done anything to me and I would have submitted gladly as long as I could remain inside her incredible cunt.

Opening my eyes, I saw that a pair of hands had reached around to take hold of Honey Freezel's sexy tits. It was Charlie, who had stripped down and joined us on the sofa. 

"It's me, Miss Freezel, Charlie Gibbons," he whispered softly into Honey's ear. Charlie was kissing Honey's back and neck, running his hands over the front of her body from tits to tummy, his long cock sandwiched between her ass cleft and his stomach. 

"Mmmm, what are your intentions, Mr. Gibbons?" Honey cooed playfully. 

"I want to fuck you, Mam," he replied politely, "I've wanted to for a long time." 

"Mmmm," replied Honey and wiggled her ass with consent. 

Charlie busied himself wetting his cock with his own spittle, coating his long thin prick until it was slick with saliva. Spreading Honey's ass, he guided his erection to her rectal opening and easily slipped the spade shaped head into her behind. Honey hummed her approval and wiggled her ass again as encouragement. Grasping Honey's soft full breasts in his hands, Charlie began to slowly penetrate Miss Freezel's available ass. I could feel his cock sliding into her bowels through the membrane wall that separated our two cocks. Honey closed her eyes and sighed deeply as Charlie's young dick slide smoothly, effortlessly, and deeply into her. She was licking her lips, her face contorted into a pleasured grimace as he began to gently pump his dick into her rear hole with long lingering strokes. I had to marshal my complete will to keep my balls from exploding. The ethereal bliss of being inside Honey's amazing pussy and the added friction of Charlie's reciprocating cock were almost impossible to withstand. Charlie knew his way around a woman's ass. He had fucked my mother's behind enough times to make him an expert ass-man. Granny O had taught him well in how to apply his strokes in order to please his lover to the fullest. Once Honey's ass hole had stretched and relaxed sufficiently, Charlie began to vary his strokes between long lazy slides and short staccato stabs, driving Honey Freezel mad with ecstasy. She tried desperately to match her rhythm to his and I became the happy third party recipient of their anal lovemaking until, finally, I too was caught up in the effort to find synchronicity.

I noticed that Brian now had Colleen McFarland on all fours and was banging her soundly in her hairy fat cunt. Spreading her ass cheeks wide, he thumbed her puckered and furry, brown ass hole. Her mammoth jugs hug heavily to the floor and rested on the carpeting, stretch marks clearly visible on her freckled, blue veined udders. She was grunting and encouraging Brian as he savagely humped the little old Celtic gnome, his hips loudly slapping into Mrs. McFarland's ass with full force. "Uh... Uh... Oh.., darlin'," she grunted, "fuck old Colleen, laddie... fuck 'er good. Uh... There's a good lad..." 

Brian obeyed her wishes with all the gusto he could bring. In time, Erika joined her husband and Colleen on the floor. Squirming her pelvis under Colleen's face, she arched her back up and lifted her ass off the carpet, offered her smoothly shaven pussy for Colleen to taste. Eagerly, the jolly old crone dived between Erika's wide spread legs, wrapped her mouth on as much of Erika's cunt as she could ,and began to feast on the beautiful blonde's quim. Erika's tits slacked lazily over each side of her chest, undulating to the tempo of her thrusts into Colleen's face as her husband banged furiously into Colleen's promiscuous old cunt. 

My father and Petra had seated themselves on the other end of the sofa. With Petra in his lap they began to kiss passionately, my dad tweaking Petra's tender plump nipples. She squirmed with delight from her grandfather's sexual attention. Her pink cock stood to its full 5 inch erectness above her smoothly shaven scrotum. Petra stroked herself as her granddad sucked and licked her pretty pink titties. Lifting her off his lap, he turned her so that her ass faced him, then bent her over and buried his face in his transformed granddaughter's ass crack. Petra squealed with excitement as my dad dipped his tongue into her young bung, and licked her tender young prick and balls. Petra was frantically rubbing her tits as her granddad rimmed her anal opening. She knew what would be coming next as grandpa wet his thick cock with saliva, pulled her back along his body, and placed his swollen glans firmly against her rosebud. Eager to be fucked Petra pushed herself down on the old man's cock. Slowly, firmly, deeply, my dad's cock sank into the youngster's ass until Petra was firmly planted against his hairy pelvis. 

"Mmm... Oh, god...," Petra signed as she squirmed happily on Grandpa O's lap. He wasted no time in getting a rhythm going, penetrating Petra's sweet, young, perfect ass with the full fury of his strong erection. 

Granny O and Janey were busy seeing to Clarence's needs. His monster cock was fully erect and on the loose once again. Both women were on their knees on either side of him, each supporting his heavy tool with one hand while they kissed, licked, and otherwise made love to his substantial phallus. You could tell the young man was in heaven having two lovely and experienced ladies paying so much attention to his dick. Janey playfully pulled on his thick foreskin. She sucked it into her mouth then skinned it back over his tapered glans and inserted her tongue into the piss whole before taking a mouthful of the phallic beast. Granny wrapped her lips around the base and pulled on the boy's balls, alternately slipping one hairy nut into her mouth, then sliding her tongue alone the full length of the thick beefy shaft.




Fun With The Orells Ch. 07



Helen soon joined her father and niece on the sofa. She knelt in front of Petra, gobbled the young transsexual's cock into her mouth, and began to deliver one of her legendary blowjobs while grandpa plowed his granddaughter's rear end. Petra was beside herself with excitement for all the attention from her granddad and her aunt. Joyfully she bounced on the end of grandpa's thick, hard cock while Aunty Helen faithfully slobbered over her dainty little she-cock. She was so petit that she resembled a rag doll bouncing in my dad's lap. He was physically lifting her and slamming her back down on his fuck tool without mercy but Petra never flinched, loving every hard deep thrust and begging for more. Her sphincter must have been stretched to its limits because my dad's cock, though no were near the size of Clarence's, was still a formidable sex weapon.

Honey Freezel, Charlie and I were getting ever closer to the climax of our three way fuck. We were all slick with perspiration and Charlie's pace began to increase with every additional deep plunge into Honey's ass. I was pushing hard up into her delectable pussy but straining hard to keep my balls from exploding before the others got their nut. Jeanine had joined us and was kissing Honey's full pouty lips, their tongues lavishly stabbing at each other. She played with her ebony lover's thrashing, dangling tits and stroked her soft dark brown tummy. She pulled Honey's nipples and twisted them hard making her groan with painful pleasure. 

"I'm almost there, Miss Freezel," declared Charlie between labored breaths, "I'm going to cum..." 

"Mmm...," replied Honey into Jeanine's mouth as they kissed. 

I was ready to cum whenever the word was given and luckily I didn't have to wait much longer. 

"Oh... Miss Feezel... I'm c-cummming," Charlie moaned. "So good... so good... so good...," he chanted then arched his back, and rammed the full length of his long dick into Honey Freezel's body. 

Jeanine took hold of Honey's sweating face and cradled it to her bosom as Charlie's orgasm began. I could feel his dick spasm as each spurt of his seed shot into Honey's body. He was visibly straining, devoid of breath, convulsing with every contraction that sent another stream of jism into her impaled ass. No longer needing to hold back, I let all constraints down, and began to fill Honey's cunt with my sack full of swimmers, thrusting upward with each spontaneous, uncontrollable spasm. 

"I can feel you cumming, Mr. Orell," Charlie gasped with a grin, "cool..." 

"Mmm...," agreed Honey. She remained perfectly still as Charlie and I filled her orifices with our worshipful love offerings, trying desperately to catch her breathe while Jeanine softly stroked the face which lay against her soft conical tits. 

It took several minutes before Charlie and I regretfully extracted our members from Honey's body. We were all spent, still trying to catch our breaths, but Honey had not cum yet. Sliding off of me, she flopped down on the sofa and sagged there limply. Sliding down on the floor between her legs, Jeanine spread Honey's knees wide, pulled her ass closer to the edge of the sofa, bent her legs back over her body, and began to kiss Honey's semen filled pussy. Honey hooked her arms under her knees and spread her thighs as much as possible while Jeanine opened Honey's pussy lips to expose the bright pink delicate lips within, fully exposing her thick and erect clitoris. Jeanine hungrily sucked the pinky-finger-sized appendage like she was sucking a dick. Honey threw her head back for the thrill of it while Jeanine nursed on the tender woman-cock. As semen began to ooze from Honey's quim, Jeanine greedily scooped it up with her tongue and gobbled it down. 

Janey came over and crouched between Charlie's legs and began to clean the spent gobs of sperm off his shrinking dick. Granny O did likewise to my overexerted cock, making yummy sounds as she washed my balls and softening prick. My mother pulled Jeanine's face off Honey's pussy and kissed her deeply, scooping a tongue full of sperm from her granddaughter's mouth into her own. As Jeanine continued to slurp more sperm from Honey's pussy, she would share it with either Janey or granny, who would devour it like delicious cuisine. Honey pulled her legs back further over her body and offered her ass hole to Jeanine's hungry mouth. Charlie's cum was bubbling out of her ravaged pucker but Jeanine made no hesitation in diving in with broad strokes of her tongue to clean up the sticky mess. She furiously flailed Honey's sensitive clit with her fingers while she drove her tongue into her ass to extract the remnants of Charlie's seed. 

"Come on, sweet baby," Honey begged, "lick me, baby, don't stop... almost there..." 

Jeanine now concentrated all her attention on Honey's yearning cunt, wanting to bring her partner to a satisfying orgasm. She licked and sucked with gusto as Honey's lips formed an O-shape, her eyes squeezed shut, concentrating on her impending orgasm. Jeanine was moaning, humming into Honey's pussy as she savagely worked the shockingly pink, tender labia and bulging clitoris. I had watched Jeanine lick her mother's pussy many times, but she seemed to be applying her oral skills to Honey's electrically charged cunt with new found gusto. Then, suddenly, Honey fell off the cliff of passion and desire, and plunged into the chasm of orgasm and heavenly fulfilment. Jeanine's face became wet with the surge of Honey's orgasmic flow. She wrapped her legs tightly around Jeanine's face and bucked violently as wave after blessed wave of wet pleasure ejaculated onto Jeanine's face. Jeanine never stopped sucking. Her mouth was locked on Honey's clit, the rapid motion of her thrashing tongue causing her lips and cheeks to vibrate. Gradually, ever so gradually, Honey's legs slacked their viselike grip on my daughter's head. She began to relax though her breathing was still erratic and difficult. With a final kiss on Honey's vulva, Jeanine came up for air, her face wet with her lover's cum.

"Let me have a taste, OK, Jeanine," Janey begged. Jeanine nodded wearily and let Janey slide in between Honey's knees. Taking over where Jeanine had left off, she kissed Honey's tender clitoris several times, sending shock waves through Honey, before lapping up her aromatic secretions and sucking at Honey's thick, dark pussy lips. "Mmmm... I love it..." hummed Janey as Honey stroked her hair and enjoyed some after-glow time with Janey between her legs.

Erika was cumming too, moaning audibly as Colleen McFarland pushed her over the ledge of ecstasy. Brain pounded Colleen's bushy pussy with wild furry until with a loud, "Ah...", he extracted his swollen cock and strayed thick gobs of milky seed over her broad back and ass. The sight of her husband's spurting cock sent Erika into an orgasmic tumble as she bucked into Colleen's slobbering face, grunting and thrusting into an electrifying orgasm. The aroma of lovemaking was very thick in the room once again. The scent of sweating bodies and bodily fluids was unmistakable and intoxicating.

My dad continued his assault on Petra's ass while Helen slavering over her pink phallus. Clarence had knelt behind Helen and between her widely spread fat thighs, his erect cock-missile waggling ominously between his legs. He apparently wanted another go at Helen's juicy red vulva. He spread her abundant ass cheeks wide to expose her deeply cleaved slit, her ass hole and pussy surrounded by damp, dark pubic hair, her fat pink belly hanging almost to the floor. He smiled wickedly at her exposed underside then leaned in to lick along the full length of her furry chasm, from ass hole to clit and back again, over and over. His face became wet with Helen's excited wetness. Then, lifting his heavy dick with one hand and spreading her pussy lips with the other, he stabbed the tapered head of his shaft into her a few cunt-stretching inches. Helen moaned, arched her back, and lifted her ass higher to meet the young man's intrusion. Clarence reached around her thick torso with both hands, grasped handfuls of her soft, floppy tit-flesh, and began to piston more deeply into her. Helen soon fell in synch with Clarence's rhythm and began to push back with each of his forward thrusts. Three quarters of his thick tool disappeared and emerged from my wife's soaking wet cunt with every stroke. Helen no longer sucked on Petra's cock but jacked it instead, concentrating on the enormous dick that was invading her belly. 

My dad had quickened his ass-fucking pace, his face red, his breathing staccato, his chest covered in sweat. He lashed another dozen strokes into Petra's ass then rammed Petra fully down on his cock and grunted hoarsely as he filled Petra's ass with semen. She shrieked with delight when she felt the hot, sticky fluid spurt into her behind. Helen quickened the pace of her jacking, knowing that Petra too was close to orgasm. While my father rested his dick inside her rectum, Petra finally began to release her pent up spunk. Quick short spurts of snow white nut-milk splashed on Helen's face, her neck, and her tits. She held Petra's cock at the base as it spouted the contents of her hairless nut sack. Petra lay back limply against her grandfather's chest as the last of her cum dribbled from the pink tip of her spent cock, her ass still filled with her granddad's softening dick. 

Clarence started banging my wife with youthful gusto. His heaving, beef stick was jacking into her at a furious pace as Helen firmly grasped Petra's thighs for support, her niece's cum still drooling down her face and tits. Her face expressed both pain and pleasure as Clarence feverishly worked her chubby, drooling, battered cunt. I had seen that look many times and knew that she would climax soon. The overwhelming friction and pressure of Clarence's enormous cock were shattering Helen's usual strong stamina. It was obvious that Clarence was close too and after a few more minutes of furious pussy pounding he began to grunt in his wild animalistic way. "Ughhhh... Mrs. Orell... Ughhhhh...," was all he said as he plunged as deeply as he could into my wife's stretched and swollen pussy, and deposited his load into Helen's belly. 

"Oh, God!...," Helen shouted. "Uhhhhh...," she groaned as Clarence's hot spunk spawned her own climax. Both their bodies were jerking from the electric rush of their orgasms. Clarence humped into her with each contraction of his nuts. Helen's back arched deeply and her ass thrust upward with each vaginal spasm. Once again, everyone cheered and applauded as a look of relief and satisfied pleasure appeared on Helen's face. Wearily, she rested her head on Petra's knees. She and Clarence were spent but very much enjoying the bliss of a satisfying cum. Extracting himself from Helen's overtaxed cunt, he sat back to catch his breath, clots of creamy seed dribbled down her flaming red gash. Colleen settled beside her son and licked the remnants of his spunk from his shrinking cock as he relaxed and caught his breath. Janey obliged her aunt Helen by climbing between her spread thighs to lap up the sticky drool that leaked from Helen's bright red slit, enjoying the taste of her aunt's and Clarence's spend. Janey was a junky for male or female cum, seldom missing an opportunity to enjoy the remnants of someone's lovemaking.

Looking around the room at my fellow companions, I could see that everyone was happily satisfied and exhausted. We all exchanged glances and began to laugh and high-five each other because of the jolly time just experienced. Eventually, by twos and threes, people drifted away to the showers to get cleaned up. It was already past 11:00 P.M. so I knew that some of the party-goers would be pairing up and getting ready for bed. Helen and I lingered in the family room a while longer to enjoy a nightcap before heading upstairs.

"Nice party, huh, David," she asked me as she sipped an iced scotch. 

"Excellent," I replied, "Although I was really worried there for a moment about Jeanine and Freezel. Not to mention our impish little Mrs. McFarland. She could have blown the lid on our little love fest ASAP."

"Oh, she's a hoot isn't she?"

"You mean a hooter," I corrected. "Have you ever seen titties as big as that woman's in your life?"

"Mmm..., never," Helen replied, "she really is a lot of woman in a compact package. And Clarence's cock! How does that boy carry that thing around all day?"

"He sure seems to have taken a shine to you, my dear. But then again, I know where he's coming from. You're big sexy ass is like a man-magnet."

Helen kissed me deeply and spanked my cock a few times in thanks for the nice comment. "We'd better get upstairs and get ready for bed," she said as she stood up. "I wonder how the sleeping arrangements will turn out. Where do you think you'll be bedding down? "

"I don't know," I said, "I guess I'll just fill in where there's an opening."

"Very funny," Helen laughed as she smacked me in the ass. Hand in hand, naked and tired, we headed upstairs to ensure that our guests were happy and tucked in properly for the night.



Fun With The Orells Ch. 08-09



Chapter 8 - The Evening and the Morning were the Second Day 

When we got upstairs, Helen and I got into the shower and quickly scrubbed each other clean after our exhilarating evening of love-feasting. Helen was quite a mess. Petra had splashed her with cum on her face and chest - some getting in her hair - and Clarence had dumped 2 large loads of boy-spunk in her womb, but we soon were clean and ready to make the rounds. We could already hear laughter and some moaning as we walked down the hall towards the bedrooms. There was a light on in our bedroom, so Helen went ahead to see what was afoot there.

Peeking into the Jeanine's room, I observed Jeanine, Janey, and Honey Freezel naked on the bed. Janey was lying on her back with her knees bend and wide as Honey licking her pink clittie, simultaneously pumping a blue vibrator into Janey's plump ass. Jeanine was propped on her elbow lying alongside Janey, kissing her and allowing Janey to suck her brown puffy nipples. Jeanine's tits stuck straight out from her chest in perfect handful-sized cones. Her areola where a light brown and puffy, her nipples were puffy as well, creating a sexy puffy tiered nipple effect - like a little pink wedding cake of tasty tit flesh. Jeanine was fondling Janey's perky, gelatinous B-cup breasts as Janey nursed on her tittties. Honey Freezel's perfectly round ass was sticking up and waving in the air just begging for attention and I was tempted to savor the beautiful African woman's charms again but decided to let the girls have their sweet lesbian moments to themselves.

Taking a look in my parent's room, I found my brother Brian bend over at the waste bracing himself on the bed with his legs spread wide. My dad was standing behind him, his cock embedded deeply into his son's ass. Brian's balls were swinging in time to our dad's pounding as the old man laid pipe to his oldest son's rectum. Granny O was seated on the floor between Brian's legs with a significant length of Brian's cock between her lips. She had her skinny legs spread wide, her fleshy-lipped pussy spread open revealing the pink wet flesh of her old pussy, her fingers diddled and pulled on her erect clit. My parents had not seen Brian for some time so it looked like they were catching up with some quality family time. I thought about how nice it would be to slide under my dad's legs and plant my lips on my mother's wet cunt to complete the family reunion but I was curious as to what other goings on were going on. My cock twitched as I took a final look before moving down the hall.

In the spare bedroom Erika, Clarence and Charlie were getting busy. Erika was on all fours while Charlie drove his slim, long dick into her wet vulva, his cock shimmering with Erika's abundantly juicy flow. Her beautifully tan-lined titties swung freely beneath her, the soft fluid sacks slapping together as they rotated in small centrifugal orbits driven by Charlie's hammering assault, her tit-flesh stretched by their bulbous weight, nipples erect and proud. Clarence was holding his herculean cock at the base with both hands and leaning back, his pelvis thrust forward, feeding the titanic meat to Erika's expert mouth. She nursed ravenously on the proffered dick head, alternately licking and sucking the blue-purple glans. Clarence was grinning from ear to ear as Erika did her best to pleasure the boy but her grossly stretched lips could barely accommodate his thick shaft. I watched for a few minutes as the 2 boys worked over my sister. After a few more dozen strokes, they slapped high fives like tag team wrestlers tagging out and switched places. Charlie positioned himself at Erika's head, took hold of a handful of her lovely blonde hair and jammed about 6 inches of his erect tool into her mouth while Clarence knelt between Erika's bend legs, readying his thick tool for entry. I definitely wanted to see this. 

Spreading her labia with his fingers, Clarence pushed the first few inches of his dick into Erika's well-worked and lubricated cunt. Erika groaned with pain over Charlie's cock as Clarence pushed into my sister's tight hole with his meat-wedge. She was visibly uncomfortable but did not let up servicing Charlie's dick nor did she attempt to dislodge Clarence from herself. Clarence knew well enough that his enormous cock could damage a woman and I could see that he was being careful not to tear Erika's perfect mature pussy. With earnest intent he slowly buried another centimeter of his phallus into her with each measured thrust. Erika grunted - Charlie's dick still deeply embedded in her mouth. Grabbing a fistful of blonde hair in each hand, Charlie began to force his snake-like dick down Erika's throat. She gagged momentarily but did not pull away.

"You OK, Erika?" Charlie asked politely. Erika nodded and tried to smile, tears running down her face and drool oozing from her mouth brought on by the gag reflex. Charlie again resumed his throat fucking. Furiously he slammed the king's share of his dick down Erika's throat half a dozen strokes at a time then pulled out to allow her to catch her breath. Meanwhile, Clarence was working up a solid rhythm on Erika's pussy. It appeared that she had been stretched sufficiently to allow the boy to bury about two thirds of his thick meat into her ravaged vagina. Clarence was red faced and working himself towards another heroic orgasm but apparently he did not want to finish in Erika's cunt. Pulling himself out of the beautiful blonde's cunt, he placed his wet cock against her rubbery anus and pushed a few inches of dick into her behind. Needless to say, this got Erika's immediate attention.

"Ouwiieee! Åh min kära gud!" she yelped in Swedish. "Du sliter arslet isär!" (Oh, my dear god! You're tearing my ass apart!). But, again, she did not retreat from Clarence's rear assault. She gripped the bed sheets in anguish as Clarence pushed a few more inches of dick-meat into her and painstakingly sawed away at her rectum. Charlie slapped his saliva coated cock hard into her face a few times, then, taking another handful of hair, lifted her face up and drove his cock back into her mouth. I knew that Erika sometimes liked it rough but these boys were bringing a new level of engagement to this Swedish beauty.

"Come on, Erika, suck it..., I need to cum down your throat...," Charlie demanded and slapped her in the face a few times to emphasis his demands.

"Uh... Uh...Uh...," grunted Clarence, then thrust his cock one last time into my sister's tight bung and began to fill her rear end with his young spunk. Charlie didn't miss a beat. He held Erika's head with both hands and forced the entire length his dick into her esophagus. Erika choked and sputtered a few times, spewing Charlie's white spunk.

"Come on, Erika... swallow it bitch!" Charlie demanded as he slapped her several more times.

Completely ravaged as she was, she tried to swallow his prodigious load but was unable to. Thick gooey strings of semen and saliva oozed from her gapping mouth as she opened as wide as she could and gasped for life-giving breath amongst the sticky goo. Finally spent, Charlie dislodged his snake and settled back on his heels, catching his own breath. Clarence tenderly massaged Erika's perfect ass while she spat great gobs of milky white cum onto the bed sheets, still grasping to regain her normal breathing.

Erika was a mess. Her ass and cunt had been ravaged and stretched beyond reasonable expectation. Her throat had become another pussy for Charlie's willowy, long dick. Whatever sperm she couldn't swallow, she spat until finally she regained some composure.

"My, god, boys!" she exclaimed, "That was amazing..., I need my pussy licked." Flopping onto her back, she spread her legs wide and bent her legs back over her head until her ankles rested on Clarence's shoulders, her excellent, round ass pointing straight in the air, exposing her savaged pussy and ass. Charlie wasted no time. He spread her juicy red labia and began to make oral love to her battered vulva. My cock was hard as a stone after watching this erotic threesome. Now it was time I found my own little love nest. 

I walked further down the hall to the master bedroom where Petra, Colleen McFarland, and my dear wife were engaged in their own little sexual soiree. Petra was lying on the bed with her tender little pink hard cock sticking straight up. My wife was lying on top of Petra with her full weigh in a 69 position, slathering all over her girly-dick and balls, intermittently jacking it. Petra's face and torso were covered over by Helen's abundant body fat, the top of her head barely visible but her face obviously planted squarely between Helen's deep ass cleft. I assumed that Petra was busy lapping at her aunt's red, fleshy cunt as Helen rode the young transsexual's face. Old Colleen was lying near Helen's head, her thick hairy and freckled stumpy legs parted, stuffing a sizable dick-shaped vibrator into her red thatched cunt. Now this was something I could sink my cock into.

"I can do a little better than that plastic cock, Colleen," I offered. "Here, get this all slicked up for me." 

I pulled her face over to the edge of the bed and slipped my cock between her ready lips. Colleen inhaled half of my cock with the first gulp, her tongue thrashing over my tool, leaving copious amounts of slippery saliva over its entire length. While she hummed along happily fellating me, I gripped her stiff thimble-shaped nipples and pulled her heavy flesh pillows up off her chest. Colleen cooed with my dick in her mouth. I loved watching her huge kittens giggle so I pinched her nipples tightly in my fingers and slapped the heavy tit-sacks together, sending undulations and ripples over her fat abundant bosom. 

I pulled my slippery meat from her mouth and flipping her over, getting her in a doggy position with her wide round ass hanging over the side of the bed. I ran my hands over her wide pulpy hips and back, enjoying the feel of her old, soft, fat skin, and gripped pockets of fat along her underarms, hips, and butt. I slipped a hand down into her warm, wet ass cleft and felt her juicy, hairy pussy, momentarily sliding my thumb into her puckered brown hole. I love big women's bodies. I love the feel of the soft pliable flesh and the deep crevasses, the hanging bellies and the sagging weight of flopping tit-flesh, the undulating tissue of breasts, hips, and thighs when humping powerfully into their bodies, the distinctive slap of pelvis against rotund gluts, and the saggy, soft, cellulitic skin between ample thighs. Colleen had all of these attributes. There were other more beautiful and shapely women that I could have fucked that night, but just then, all I wanted was to fuck this fat old jolly gnome with all the lust I could muster.

I probed Colleen's cunt with my fingers and felt her abundant juices. She wiggled and humped my hand as I inserted multiple fingers into her stout, meaty cunt. Her damp red pubic hair encircled her bright red labia, crowned her fat round pubis mound, extended up and around her anus, flared out of ass crack and feathered onto her full round cheeks, and mingled with the fine red hair on her freckled highs. Her fuck scent was strong and it intoxicated me. I wanted desperately to fuck her but I wanted to taste her as well, and finally decided on the later. Dropping to my knees, I parted her ass cheeks and filled my face with the strongly scented tissues of her pink, savory pussy. Her taste was as strong as her scent but this only made my cock throb even more. I sucked on the pouty lips and tender flesh of her hot cunt, hungrily lapping up her flow. I worked her stiff clittie with one thumb while I probed her rectum with the other. Her ass hole was loose enough to allow easy entry but I could feel her contracting her sphincter, beckoning my thumb to probe deeper, unwilling to let it go. 

"Mmmm, Aye, laddie, lick old Colleen's cunnie," she moaned, "There's a dear lad." 

My face was slick with her excitement as I licked the length of her slit from clit to bung and back again. I stabbed my tongue into her behind and tasted the sensual bitterness of her bowels. I was on fire and needed to squelch the burn. Rising up, I guided my solid erection to Colleen's pussy hole and drove in with a steady purposeful thrust. 

"Aye, yes... There 'tis...," announced Colleen, "There's a nice home for your lovely cock."

Taking hold of her thick hips I began to bang Colleen's old red cunt like a dog in heat. Her fat body jiggled like a bowl of gelatin as I hammered away at her, my pelvis slapping into her erotic gusto. My thumb and fingers explored her rectum.

Petra had extricated herself from under Helen's large weighty body and got herself busy licking her aunt's gaping pussy. Helen was on her back with her thick legs spread wide and in the air, as Petra sucked Helen's hot hairy cunt, while she pumped a pink vibrator into Helen's ass. My wife's tits were splayed out over her chest, dripping from either side of her body, her great pink flabby tummy flattened and spread out like a fat reclining Buddha. Petra was a practiced cunt-licker and applied her best skills to fill her aunt's needy sex. Helen alternately took one of her large saggy breasts to her lips, biting and sucking hard on her own excited brown nipples. Reaching under Colleen, Helen played with the older woman's freckled jugs, driving her hand between the deep, fleshy cavern of her bosom, slapping them to make them quiver. She stroked Colleen's face and inserted fingers into her mouth which Colleen sucked and licked greedily.

Fucking Colleen's pussy was excellent but I knew I could have more and wanted it. Climbing up on the bed, I crouched down over her expansive ass and drove my dick into her shoot with one smooth powerful motion. As was her fashion, Colleen championed my attack on her ass.

"Oh... Ya..., Oueiii... Lord 'ave mercy!" she yelped. "Fuck Colleen's arse... Uh... Uh..." And fuck her ass I did - like a sailor on a six hour liberty.

Though I was enjoying plumbing Colleen's ass, I got the notion that I could have all three of these women before blowing my nut. "Helen and Petra get up on all fours next to Colleen," I ordered. They got the idea right away and quickly positioned themselves as requested. Petra slide next to Colleen and Helen knelt next to her on the far side. Both women pointed their behinds in the air and reached back to spread their rumps, exposing their brown holes. Little Petra's behind was dwarfed by the other 2 large lady's derrieres but it looked no less savory and inviting. Freeing myself from Colleen's rectum, I positioned myself over Petra's skinny smooth ass, found my target and drove my cock home. 

"Ou!... Ah!...," she yowled, "Uh... fuck, Uncle David!" Petra's bung was very tight but elastic enough to take the girth of my stiff, hammering cock. While I sodomized her, Petra jacked her cock, her mouth open in a silent exclamation. Twenty or thirty strokes later, I retrieved my cock and shifted over to my wife's waiting rear end. Though I had anal fucked Helen many, many times, I always enjoyed being inside her behind. As soon as I entered her, she began to push back on my dick, pumping and flexing her gluts, and contracting her sphincter muscles. 

"Oh... David... ya... fuck that... fuck that...," she begged as she waggled her fingers over her sensitive clit. My other two partners were keeping their fires burning by jacking themselves as well.

Through the rotation I went; 20 strokes in Colleen, 20 strokes for Petra, and 20 strokes for Helen. Round and round I cycled through my horde of ready, willing, and sumptuous ass holes. Colleen was working her pussy with a fever, so I lingered in her a while longer to help her reach her orgasm. When she came she grunted like her son, resonant and earthy. Not ladylike but to the point and fulfilling. I was getting closer to losing my nut as well. Climbing back into Petra's ass I began to ream her in earnest. Helen milked her niece's little titties while I thrashed her O-ring, racing toward the finish line. 

"Ugh..., Ugh..," I grunted, "Petra come here baby, let me cum in your mouth."

Quickly the young sprint dislodged her ass from my cock, spun around, and opened her mouth like a hungry baby bird. Wanking my dick furiously, I pointed towards her available orifice. She looked so pretty, innocent, and slutty all at once, and the sight of her eager expectation drove me towards the top and toward the chasm of sexual release. Helen and Colleen had also positioned her face next to Petra's, anxiously waiting for their fair share of fresh spunk. Determined to fulfill their carnal needs and mine, I spanked my cock with wild furry until finally, blessedly, the first thick rope of sperm shot from my glans and slashed on Petra's face. Surprise by my unannounced ejaculation, she flinched but held her ground. Now I was spraying my other sex partners with subsequent streams of sticky white goop. One shot hit Colleen in the eye and another landed on Helen's extended tongue. Five or six powerful bolts of sperm shot from my body with rocking convulsions. I was light headed from the intensity of my orgasm and struggling for breath, but so wonderfully satisfied. Each of the women took turns licking the last few dribbles of semen from my happy cock, savoring the proffered spunk, sharing it with each other in long, lurid tongue kisses. I sat back on my haunches and watched the women lick each other's faces and breasts where the salty spunk had splashed. 

Helen and Petra had not cum yet and I pointed this out to Colleen who was quick to own the task. She laid Helen and Petra side by side on their backs and started to work the vibrator into Helen's wet and ready cunt while she sucked Petra's dick. Exhausted, I flopped down on the bed and watched Colleen work her magic on the other women. Eventually, I drifted off to a satisfying sleep, listening to the droning sounds of satisfied moaning, sighing, and splendid lovemaking. 

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Chapter 9 - The Closing Festivities

The next morning I awoke to the wonderful sensation of someone giving me a blowjob. Not wanting to break the spell of the magical feeling I kept my eyes closed and let my senses bath in the warmth of the moment. Warm, wet lips were kissing and sucking gently at my glans, a warm, silky tongue languished on my balls and traveled the length of my cock, and engulfed fully half of it. What a superb way to start the new day.

Through the slits of my sleepy, half-opened eyes, I saw that Petra was the giver of this morning's pre-breakfast treat. She was naked, her pretty face filled with my blood-engorged cock, her tongue working expertly over my grateful appendage. Petra was a lovely young man turned woman. When she was still fully male, I always found her extremely attractive, like her mother Erika - slender frame, smooth, mostly hairless body, blonde hair, high cheek bones, full and wide lips, delicate pale skin. She was a beautiful boy and this translated elegantly into the beautiful young lady she was now. It was easy it see how natural her transition to a passable transsexual woman could take place. Not only was she quite lovely, she was an excellent bed partner. Placing my hand on the back of her head, I forced her face down further onto my cock and thrust upward into her throat. She sputtered a bit but hummed happily as I fucked her face. Her little titties danced on her chest, gravity making them appear somewhat larger than their A-cup size. Her ass was pointed in the air and I caught glimpses of the wide cleft of her smooth pink ass. Her dick was fully erect and bobbed enticingly between her wide spread, slender thighs. 

I dislodged my cock from the sweet sprite's mouth, rolled over and got on all fours with my ass facing her. She quickly grabbed my dick in her soft hand and started to milk it enthusiastically. "Fuck me, Petra," I demanded. Her tongue once again danced across my sack. She sucked my balls, each in turn, into her mouth and caressed them with her tongue. Then I felt her probing my ass, kissing my anus, inserting her tongue, and letting it dip into my rectum. "Fuck me Petra," I demanded again. I felt her hands on my back as she positioned herself against my rear. She placed the head of her stiff pink cock at my opening and began to push. Her small hard penis entered me without difficulty, its girth being not much thicker than a man's thumb and no more than 5 inches long. She took hold of my hips and fucked me with a rapid rhythm. Her breathing quickened steadily as she fucked her uncle and from experience I knew that she would work her way toward orgasm with energy. Moments later, I heard her squeal with delight as she popped her nut in my ass. She gripped me firmly as her pulsing little prick spewed her spunk into my bowels. I could feel each spurt as her dick contracted and spit its sticky gift into me. Exhausted, she fell across my back, kissing it as she caught her breath. Her warm little body felt good against mine. Turning around I sucked her shrinking prick and mopped up the remnants of her spend semen which was salty, sweet and fresh. She held my head as I washed her with my tongue, stroking my face tenderly in loving thanksgiving. 




Fun With The Orells Ch. 08-09



"Thank you, Uncle David," she cooed.

"Good morning, Petra," I replied and kissed her warmly, holding her against my body. "Thanks for the nice wake up call." Petra giggled and blushed. I picked her up in my arms and headed for the shower where she finished sucking me.

After our shower, Petra and I pulled on tee shirts and made our way towards the kitchen. I could smell coffee brewing and knew that my mother and Helen were up long ago to prepare breakfast for our guests. Petra scurried downstairs while I thought I would cruise past the bedrooms to see if there were any more late risers.

I found Brian and Colleen McFarland getting busy in my parent's room. They were both lying on their sides facing away from the door. Brian had his cock buried in Colleen's hairy cunt, eagerly sawing away, his arm wrapped around her front, fondling her gigantic udders. 

"Good morning brother," he said as he turned his head back over his shoulder toward me. Colleen lifted her head to see who Brian was speaking to and chimed in. "Good... Uh... day to ya, laddie," she chirped between my brothers powerful thrusts. "Uh... Uh... Lord be with... Uh... ya... Ah... on dis lovely... OH... mornin'."

"There's breakfast downstairs when you two decide to give it a rest," I replied with a chuckle. I left Colleen and Brian to their morning tryst and walked over to the guest room. There I found my sister, Erika, and Honey Freezel having some girl-girl time. Lying butt to butt, each had one leg in the air, rubbing their cunts together with great sincerity. What a contrast these two beautiful women made. Honey with her lustrous ebony skin against Erika's pink, northern complexion, and Honey's trimmed, tufted cunt against Erika's clean shaven snatch. As they rubbed their vulvas together, Erika reached out to tickle Honey's finger-sized clitoris; stroking over its length and vibrating her fingers over the sensitive member. Honey lifted one of her perfect, plump breasts to her lips, sucking and biting the crinkled outcropping of firm nipple. I would have loved to jump into this little party but I heard signs of erotic morning activity coming from Jeanine's room, so I decided to investigate.

In Jeanine's room, she and Clarence and Janey were engaged in a three-way. Janey was in a 69 position lying on top of Clarence, her ass in his face, she trying desperately to insert more than a few inches of Clarence's freakishly large cock into her mouth. Jeanine was crouched over her cousin's plump, round ass, busily inserting a trap-on dildo into her pretty pink pussy. "Good morning kids," I said, "Looks you're having some fun."

"Oh, hi daddy," replied Jeanine with a smile, "Clarence woke up with a huge hard-on so Janey thought she'd help him out, and, well, you know how sweet Janey's pussy is...," she added with a little blush. 

Jeanine held the thick plastic dick with both hands as she laid it against Janey's tender slit and began to push with her hips. Janey hummed with delight as Jeanine sank about 4 inches of the fake dick into her. Seeing my daughter and her cousin engaged like this got my dick twitching again so I thought I would lend a hand. I got up behind Jeanine and fingered her smoothly shaven pussy and thumbed her ass. Reaching around her body I tickled and pulled on her sweet puffy nipples until they began to pucker and stiffen. Jeanine kept up the pace on Janey while Clarence dutifully licked Janey's cunt and I softly stroked my daughter's nipples as she pummeled her cousin. I was very hard again but wanted to concentrate on getting Jeanine off, so I redoubled my efforts on her pussy and clitoris. I rammed 2 fingers between her labia and jabbed my thumb into her rectum in time with her thrusting hips. It only took a few minutes of my vaginal probing to get Jeanine's orgasm going. She ceased her attack on Janey long enough to have her own shuttering climax. Janey was hunching her back and thrusting her vulva into Clarence's face as the young lad lapped at her pussy's tender tissue. Jeanine's legs failed under her while she climaxed but I held her up until she regained her legs.

"You OK, kitten?" I asked. Jeanine nodded, took a deep breath and smiled at me. 

"Thanks, daddy, that was nice," She said with a warm smile, then held my face and kissed me. 

"I've got to get some coffee, so I'll leave you three to your fun. Don't be long. You know how Granny O hates it when people are late for a meal...," I said over my shoulder as I headed downstairs to the kitchen in search of my morning coffee.

"Good morning, Charlie. Good morning mother," I said, as I stepped into the kitchen. 

"Uhhh, Mmmm... good morning, honey," my mother replied. Mom was in her favorite spot when she was fucking Charlie, facing backwards in one of the kitchen chairs, her arms hugging the backrest. Mom's ass stuck proudly in the air while Charlie pumped his long cock with a steady pace in and out of her unquenchable old pussy. 

"Charlie, it's not collection day you know," I quipped.

"Yes sir, Mr. Orell. Granny O just thought that since I was here... anyway.., you know... who can refuse granny?" 

"You're a wise young man, Charlie," I observed. Charlie had worked up a good sweat. My mother could work her lovers hard. 

"Umphf! Ohhh!" Granny O moaned, as Charlie serviced her. "I love that big dick, Charlie. Give it to me!"

I sat down at the table with my coffee and glanced at the Sunday paper. "Where's Helen?" I asked, "As if I didn't know..."

"She's... Uh! In the...Mmm... Garden... shit... with your dad." my mother yelped. I paused a moment to watch Charlie nailing my mom. I've always loved the way her tits moved when she was getting banged from behind. Her old small sacks waggled so nicely, they seemed to dance in midair as the impact of Charlie's fierce fucking caused them to recoil - for every reaction, there is an opposite and equal reaction. Her tits were poetry in motion. 

I got up and walked over to the window to see what my wife and my father were up to, but I already knew. Sure enough, there they were again with their shorts down to their ankles; my dad's hips slamming into my wife's big backside as she leaned over and worked her vegetable garden. I had witnessed this scene many times but it never failed to get my cock twitching.

"Good morning everyone!" Jeanine declared as she bounced into the kitchen. 

"What's going on in the backyard, daddy?" Jeanine asked.

"Your mom and grandpa 'gardening' again," I replied. 

"Sorry, silly question. Grandpa does like his mornings in the garden with mom..."

Jeanine and I stood there by the window and watched the familiar fuck scene, the sounds of Charlie's and Granny O's lovemaking a fitting musical accompaniment. With each powerful thrust of my old man's hips, my wife's whole body would jiggle, her fat tits flopping back and forth inside her tee-shirt. Jeanine reached over and started to fondle my cock through the material of my shorts as we watched. In response, I placed my arm over her shoulder and teased her right nipple through her tee shirt.

"Everything work out OK upstairs?" I asked.

"Mmm, yeah," replied Jeanine. "Janey and Clarence are still at it. Janey's convinced she can get that big thing inside her, so they may be at it a while yet."

"Say, Honey," I said, "how about helping your old man out and giving me a nice kiss down below?"

Without acknowledging, Jeanine knelt down, pulled out my cock, kissed the swollen head a few times, and slid it into her warm mouth. I placed my hand on her head as she made love to my cock and continued to watch my father bang my wife.

"You know, kitten," I mused, "I didn't think this weekend would turn out very well. But it really was a fun time..."

"Uh huh, it really was, daddy," she said while she stroked my cock and kissed the tip, "but it shouldn't be a big surprise... It's always fun with the Orells."

"Yes it is, kitten," I replied with a contented grin, "it surely is..." 

THE END



Fun With The Orells



"Ohhhhh!..." Was all we heard from the young man as his nuts exploded, sending streams of thick, white spunk into Helen's open mouth. I saw her swallowing as quickly as possible, but the boy seemed to have an endless supply of semen built up after nearly an hour of continuous stimulation. Half of his orgasm hit Helen in the face or landed in her hair, dripping down over her huge saggy tits, but she caught as much as she could in her mouth and savored each bit. Helen was making loud yummy noises as she scooped up Charlie's fresh, hot semen from her tits and hungrily licked her fingers clean. Charlie was frozen in his chair completely exhausted from his mind-blowing orgasm. He held his shrinking dick in his hand as my wife continued to clean up the spunky mess he made.

"Oh, yeah, grandpa, I'm going to cum! Oh, lick me, grandpa! Don't stop licking me!" Jeanine was the next one to signal that her orgasm was coming. She had her beautiful, shapely legs slung over my dad's back, and with her ass completely off the chair, supported in my father's cupped hands, she humped his face fiercely trying to bring on her cum. At the same time, I could feel my balls start to tighten with a good sized load of spunk when I heard my mother announce her third orgasm of the morning.

"Oh, David, I'm cumming baby! Fuck mommy, David, fuck mommy! Ohhhhhh!"

"I'm cumming too, mom!" I yelled. "Cum with me mom, let's cum together!" All the moaning and wild exclamations, and the aroma of all our love-making finally got hold of me. With violent spasms I started squirting gobs of semen into my mothers red, raw ass hole. 

"Oh, sweetheart, your cum is so hot!" Mother screamed. "Mommy's cumming, mommy's cumming, Ahhhhhhh!"

My mother's tight sphincter squeezed hard on my cock, milking semen out of my stiff meat. I pumped more slowly now and watched my gooey cum slip from my mother's constricted ass ring. Mom's whole body shuttered as wave upon wave of ecstasy swept over her small, thin frame. She was finally and completely exhausted as she slumped forward against the back of the chair, her breath coming in spasms after such a powerful climax.

With my cock still firmly imbedded in my mom's ass, I watched my father put the finishing touches on Jeanine's sweet, young cunt. Her eyes were rolling back in her head as her orgasm began to take hold. "Oh, god, grandpa!" she moaned. "Ohm, Ohm, Oh, my GOD!" Jeanine's climax hit her like a semi-truck. She completely lost control of her functions as her orgasm literally opened the flood gates and loosened her bladder. Jeanine screamed like a woman in distress as she sprayed my father's face with a flood of piss and pussy juice. My father opened his mouth wide and drank as much of his granddaughter's flooding juices as he could but the force of Jeanine's fluids was splashing everywhere.

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Charlie. "Look at Jeanine cum!"

Holy shit indeed. Everyone in the room was transfixed on Jeanine's wild, enthusiastic, and very wet orgasm. I pulled my limp cock from my mother's spent ass and stood with my mouth open in amazement as Jeanine screamed over and over while she emptied herself into her grandfather's gaping mouth. My dick twitched as I watched her have the orgasm of her life. My wife, Helen, took hold of Charlie's cock again and was beating it while she and he watched Jeanine's violent cum. 

My father was coughing and sputtering as he tried to gulp down all of his granddaughter's excretions but he looked like a swimmer against the tide. His hair and face were soaked with Jeanine's piss and cum. I walked over to my wife and feed my growing cock into her open mouth. Without question she began cleaning my spent cum and her mother's ass juice from my reawakening dick while she continued to pump with intent on Charlie's burgeoning young tool. I looked over at my mother who was also entranced by Jeanine's powerful cum. She was pulling on her titties and fingering her beet-red, fucked and swollen pussy while watching in awe.

"Oh, grandpa! Oh, grandpa! Oh, grandpa!" Jeanine cried as she finally started coming down from her incredible, erotic high, tears of relief were running down her face. My father now started lapping away at her young, piss covered pussy again, trying to clean up the splattered mess that she just made. He looked like a drowned rat as he munched away at Jeanine's pink pussy.

"Mmmm," grandpa said. "Oh, Jeanine, sweetheart, that was the best!"

Jeanine was finally able to smile at him and thanked him for licking her to such a glorious climax. "Oh, Grandpa O, that was soooooo great!" She leaned forward and kissed her old grandpa passionately on the lips, tasting her own salty piss and cunt juice.

The whole kitchen was filled heavy breathing. The aroma of semen, piss, and sweat was thick in the air. One by one we all looked at each other - my wife pumping my dick and licking the tip, she having just been butt-fucked by our paperboy, my mother who had three orgasms, my father who was drenched with his granddaughter's outrageous orgasm - and we began to laugh.

"Look at us, will you?" I quipped. "It's not even 10:30 AM and we're all fucked out and exhausted!"

Everyone laughed again. Each of us found a chair so that we could find our breath, and rested. My daughter was completely spent after her wet and thunderous cum, her arms hanging limply at her side as she slumped in her chair.

Finally, Charlie stood up and started gathering his clothes off the floor. "I'd better get going," he said, "I've got some more collections to do this morning."

My mother reached over to the counter, found her purse and pulled out a $20.00 bill. "Here you go, Charlie," She said. "You were so terrific today, I'm going to pay my paper bill after all."

"Gosh, thanks, Granny O," he replied. "This job was costing me more than I was bringing in lately."

"And I'm going to tell all my friends about what a nice, accommodating young man you are too," Granny offered. "I'm going to have all my friends order their newspapers from you."

Charlie had a look of abject terror on his face. "Please, please, don't Granny, please don't help me any more!" We all looked at Charlie, a little shocked at his reaction to my mother's offer of help. "You told Mrs. Smith about me didn't you, Granny?" Charlie asked. My mother nodded in the affirmative. "Well, when she found out how accommodating I was she started to refuse payment on her paper bill too unless I put her across my knee, pulled down her panties and spanked her with my belt until her ass was cherry red. Then I had to fuck her from behind and call her all sorts of foul names until she orgasm'd. Only then did she pay her bill!"

We all chuckled a little at Charlie's comments, but he was dead serious. "Then there's Mrs. Gardner over on Elm Street. She's even worse! She won't pay her bill until I clip clothes pins all over her titties and her pussy lips. Then I have to grab her hair and force her to suck me while I slap her in the face. I pushed her head down so far last month that she puked on me after choking on my cock. It was disgusting!"

Charlie had the most pathetic look on his face but we could no longer hold back our glee. Everyone started chuckling again and eventually a smile crept across Charlie's face too. "So please, Granny," he continued, "please don't help me any more, OK?"

"Alright, sweetie," Granny replied with a grin as Charlie slipped is long cock back into his pants and zipped himself up, "I won't spread the word anymore. But you'd better get that paper up on the porch from now on or you'll have hell to pay next month!"

We all laughed again and started picking up our clothes. "How about coming over this evening for a barbeque, Charlie?" I asked as I led the boy to the backdoor. "My brother and his kids are coming over tonight and if I recall you had your eyes on my niece Janey."

"Sure Mr. Orell," Charlie replied, "that would be great!" Janey was the same age as Charlie and they really hit it off the last time she was over. Janey is a plump girl with lovely big tits, a voluptuous ass, and a great smile that would melt anyone's heart. My brother, Brian, and his family were as fun loving and uninhibited as my own so I knew that this evening would be a fun one.

"OK who's for a shower?" I asked no one in particular. "Mom, how about you and Jeanine join me for a wash-down. Dad, you and Helen can use the other bathroom. We've got a lot to get done before Brian and his crew gets here tonight." Everyone nodded and started heading upstairs for some more fun in the shower as a prelude to what we all knew would be another wild Saturday night at the Orell house.