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Mark's Family Ch. 01

By: sghoul



Welcome to my story. Depending on feedback, I have ideas for quite a few more. I also decided to try something. All of the important females in my story will be listed at the beginning by what actress would play them in a movie. These will be Hollywood types, porn stars or models. So, here we go!

Mother, 43: Danni Ashe

Oldest sister Shyla, 25: Shyla Stylez

Younger sister Lindsey, 20: Lindsey Lohan (Mean Girls Era)

Youngest sister Dallas, 19: Bryce Dallas Howard

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This is a story about me and my family, and what we eventually became. But before I get around to my lovely sisters or mother, let me tell you about me.

Growing up, I always thought of myself as average. Raised by my sweet mother, surrounded by sisters, and a father that was never really home, I grew up under constant female attention. My family were all very sweet to me, aside from Lindsey in her teen years. And when I think back on it all women were rather friendly with me. But I never thought anything of it.

In high school I was pretty shy and awkward. At 14 I had a growth spurt and hot up to 6'2", but was skinny and gangly as a post. Regardless, I always had girlfriends, but I was too shy to do much about it. Never had male friends. Guys seemed to want to avoid me. I graduated at the top of my class, and then headed to college in a nearby city. After two years I was ahead in my studies, and was offered a chance to study abroad in Britain. I jumped at it, and it was there my life turned.

Even at 20, I was still shy, despite my gangliness having disappeared. I had filled out, and was actually fairly toned and in shape. But I saw myself as the old me, and that kept me as a virgin at 20. I decided to change that, and during a break, went to Amsterdam and found a brothel. I nervously picked a prostitute, she took me to her room nonchalantly, sat on the bed, pulled down my pants...and her jaw hit the floor.

Now, I have always known I was large. Guys in shower rooms were tiny compared to me. So were porn stars. Hard, I am about 15 1/2 " long and about as big around as a can of coke (a bit bigger actually). But I never figured it mattered. Well this lady seemed to think it did. Her demeanor changed instantly. I won't go into the details, since this story isn't about her, but half an hour later, my first sexual experience was over. The whole time the hooker had been moaning and shaking. After, she was over the moon about me, and she refused to believe that I had been a virgin, claiming I was the best sex she ever had.

That night gave me a shot of ego, and broke me out of my shyness. Suddenly I looked around and noticed all the hot college girls that had been fawning over me. And now I didn't hesitate to pounce on them. The rest of the year was a flurry of class and sex. I never went to bed alone unless I forced women out of my room. And when I graduated, there was a veritable line of girls sad to see me go. I headed back to the states a confident stud. Looking forward to what new women the future held. Little did I know.

My first stop was my youngest sister's college. She was very much the girl next door to me. My sweet little sister, we always got along the best. She was brilliant and clever, and oh so cute and innocent. Her semester was ending in a week, so I was going to stay with her, and we would drive home together. I hadn't seen any of my family for over a year! The flight home was long (but made better due to a couple of bathroom meetings with a couple of flight attendants), but when I landed there was my sister, in a cute sundress, waiting. She ran into my arms and hugged me tight. Then I got a weird feeling. Did I just feel her bra-less nipples, pressed tight into me, get hard? She stepped back and looked me over, her hand resting on my chest.

"Well big brother, Britain seems to have done someone a lot of good." She gave me a look I had never seen before. There was a weird twinkle in her eye. "I have been looking forward to you coming back so much! Let's go!"

She grabbed my hand and hauled me to her waiting car. As she drove, she gabbed about school, and my sisters, but I couldn't help but notice her checking out my bulging crotch. I used to wear baggy pants to hide it, but my confidence had me wearing tight jeans to show it off. One look at it, and women started creaming. And I just realized my little sister was a woman...worse, no part of me seemed to be upset at where this may be headed. Aside from the glances, she seemed every bit my little sister. Maybe it was nothing. A part of me hoped that it was something.

Once we got to her place, she led me up the stairs to her apartment, telling me her roommates were out. But I couldn't help but look at her porcelain legs, running up her sun dress. We got to the living room, and I sat down, exhausted and jet lagged. She sat next to me, suddenly silent. She had that new look in her eye again. It looked mischievous and predatory.

"Big brother," she started, her voice low, and her eyes darting to my crotch at the word 'big'. "When I last saw you, I was 17. Now I'm not. So now, I can do this..." She lunged onto me, pressing her mouth to mine, her tongue darting in, and one hand gripping my cock through my jeans. No part of me pushed her away. After several minutes of heaving kissing, she pulled away. "God, it feels bigger than I had hoped. You have no idea how long I have wanted this cock of yours." I couldn't speak, as she started taking off my pants, my nearly hard cock bouncing up, once she got them past my knees.

"Oh fuck, it's enormous!" She exclaimed as she grabbed it, her fingers nowhere close to encircling it.

She looked into my eyes, as she lowered her mouth to my cock, her own eyes filled with lust. I moaned as her mouth slid over the head. Most girls couldn't even manage that far, but she kept going down. She began to bob, forcing herself lower and lower. Reaching 12 inches, further than anyone before, and she wasn't done! One hand rolled my bloated balls, while her tongue worked magic on the underside of my shaft. My balls pumped precum and she swallowed vigorously, moaning when an especially large batch hit her tongue. Finally, I felt her lips in my pubes, my fat shaft stuffed deep down her throat. No one had done that, out of the dozens and dozens of women I had been within the last year. How could my innocent little sister?

"Impressed big brother?" She popped her mouth off long enough to say, which caused my balls to push out a dollop of precum. She lapped it up. "God you taste good." 

And then she went back to work with a vigor. Bobbing her head with increased speed, worshipping my cock with her mouth and tongue, and her hands fondling my balls. It was amazing watching her slender throat swell as she rammed my cock down it. And the *gluck gluck* sounds as she did so were an amazing turn on.

I suddenly realized that up to this point I hadn't really done anything but enjoy what she was doing. So I reached over, and lifted the hem of her sun dress, exposing her delicate cotton panties. They were soaked, which was an effect I was used to but it was so much hotter that this was my sister! I pulled them aside, and slid a finger in effortlessly and she moaned around my cock. I was expecting it to be at least somewhat tight, but it wasn't, so I slid in a second...then a third and fourth! At first I was dismayed that my apparently not so innocent little sister was quite experienced, but that dismay quickly turned to excitement as I realized that for my first time with her, I wouldn't have to go slow. Usually I am way too big the first time I am with a girl, so I have to go more slowly until they stretch out...not this time! As I worked on her gushing pussy, I started humping my hips to meet her mouth. This throat fucking really seemed to turn her on even more, as her dripping pussy told me.

"Are you ever going to cum? I want a belly full before we head upstairs, and I know these babies are going to give it to me." She popped her mouth off long enough to say and squeezed my nuts at that last part. 

Normally I hold on till the woman is spent, but if she wanted an appetizer before the main event, I wasn't going to let her down. "Sure sis, keep sucking and you'll get more than you bargained for." 

I said this knowing that one wad of my load made Peter North's load look like a dribble. My balls produced sperm at an amazing rate, and fired it out like a fire hose. And, while I had never tasted it myself, women went gaga over it. My sister went back to work, and I quit holding back. I could feel my balls start churning and my cock swelled even bigger. My sister felt this, and pulled it out of her throat, leaving just the tip of the head in her mouth. She really wanted to make sure she got a good taste apparently. I felt it traveling up my shaft, and blast into her mouth. The sheer volume surprised her, but she still swallowed like a pro. Blast after blast, I could see her throat working, like someone chugging a bottle of soda. She didn't miss a drop! Other girls ended up having it spray everywhere...they couldn't keep up. I was both proud of my sister, and at the same time wondered where she had gotten so good.

Once I was drained, she got up, and led me up the stairs to the bedroom by my cock, which was still hard and ready for round two. Without so much as a word, she threw herself on her bed, flung off her dress and panties, and lay there, spread and ready for me. That same glint was in her eye.

"Ok Mark. Get that horse cock over here and fuck your little sister."

God, it was so hot hearing her say those words. So innocent looking, but obviously a vixen underneath it all. I crawled onto the bed, and wasted no time. Lining up my cock, I rubbed it up and down against the folds of her nearly hairless and naturally red haired pussy, she moaned.

"Uhhh, I can't wait any more. Shove it in!"

Not one to let my sister down, I pushed forward quickly, and in it went. Whatever she had used to open herself up was still not as thick as me, so it was still tight enough to enjoy, but loose enough that it just kept sliding.

"Fuck yes! Keep going!" She screamed. I plunged on.

At about thirteen inches, I hit her cervix. Her hips bucked up and down, but not in pain. In orgasm! Her head and eyes rolled back and her hands clutched at the sheets.

"Fuuuuck! Better than I imagined!" After a few more twitches at the end of her orgasm she looked me in eyes. "Start fucking, and don't hold back!" She ordered.

Normally I would take it slow and build up. But she wanted it all now, so I gave it to her. I began slamming in and out with foot long strokes, jamming in with so much force that her juice would squirt out. She still wanted more. She pulled up her legs and laid them over my shoulders, allowing me to pump harder. I fucked her like this for about ten minutes, with her cumming 4 times during, before she said anything aside from screaming and grunting.

"Uh-uh. Big brother, I want to be on top. Get on your back."

I wasn't used to the women I was with being so assertive. They were usually at my mercy, and didn't care what I did, since they orgasmed regardless. But I pulled out with an audible plop and rolled over. She straddled me, letting my cock rest against the length of her wonderful butt crack. She bent down and kissed me passionately before standing slightly to get the head of my cock at her entrance. She inserted it, and let herself drop, impaling herself the full thirteen inches. Her back arched and I felt her pussy grip me in orgasm as she screamed. Without waiting she began to ride hard. Her hips swiveled nimbly, and she deftly used the muscles of her pussy to stimulate me further. My God where had she learned all of this? It felt amazing. She must have ridden me like that for nearly half an hour, thrashing about during each of her many orgasms. It had never been so hard for me to keep from cumming.

I could see that she was running out of steam, but she was so determined to keep going. To give me pleasure. I rolled her over on to her back, my massive cock never leaving the velvety glove of her cunt. I looked down at her sweaty milk white skin, flushed from exertion and lust. I pumped my cock with short inch long strokes and bent down to take one of her pink nipples in my mouth. She moaned and ran her fingers through my hair.

"Mark, cum for me.' She whispered in exhaustion. "Give me one more big one, and then cover me."

"Your wish is my command little sister." I mumbled as I sucked on her small firm tit.

I straightened up, and really started hammering into her. Long, fast, forceful strokes. I could feel her building quickly. She bucked her hips into me, and then exploded as I pulled out and let myself go with a howl. While my own load began to drench my sister, I felt a spray of liquid blast my balls, which hung at the entrance to her pussy. Little Bryce was a squirter! The excitement of that realization sent even more spunk flying to land on her. Once done I collapsed down next her and she groaned in pleasure.

"I have been imagining what being covered in your cum would feel like for months." She said, and began lazily scooping up my sperm, and licking it from her fingers.

While she cleaned herself, I began to come down from the clouds. I had just royally fucked my favorite sister. And she was the best lay of my life! And, she had been planning it for some time.

"Bryce, we need to talk..." I began, my blood leaving my cock, and letting my brain work again.

"Oh, please don't bring up the 'we are brother and sister' bit." She said, stretching and then turning to me. "I'm not some silly little girl. I know full well what I did. I just fucked the biggest stud on the planet. And I loved every inch of it. And, after I get some sleep, I am going to do it again."

I chuckled. "No I wasn't going there. That was way too good for me to turn down again. Actually, I was wondering where this came from. I mean, I have always thought you were beautiful, but it never occurred to me to fuck you. And certainly not that you would want to fuck me."

"That, big brother, is an interesting story..."

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Comments not only welcome, but strongly desired! Let me know if I should bother with more. 

Mark's Family Ch. 02



Please read the first story, as this is a continuing storyline. I appreciate all the feedback I received. Based on some of them, I am going to preface this one by saying that if sexual acts that are, shall we say, beyond reality, aren't up your alley, don't bother going further. This is a purposely over the top story, since that is what I want to write :) I will write one a bit more down to earth later. Enjoy, and keep the feedback coming! And here are our players:

Mother, 43: Danni Ashe

Oldest sister Shyla, 25: Shyla Stylez

Younger sister Lindsey, 20: Lindsey Lohan (Mean Girls Era)

Youngest sister Bryce, 19: Bryce Dallas Howard

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So, there I was, lying in bed with my youngest sister having just had mind blowing sex with her. As the fog of lust lifted, I asked her how in the heck this had happened. She just smirked at me, and started her story.

"Well, I have always been kind of sweet on you Mark. We've always been close. And I think by now you may have noticed that most women seem to have a soft spot for you. But this" she said as she grabbed my deflated cock "all started about a year ago when Lindsey talked mom into getting her a new computer, and I inherited her old one. I was messing around with it, and found a file someone had tried to delete but forgot to clean out the recycle bin. It was a video, of you, masturbating."

She grinned at the puzzled look on my face. "I've never made a video of myself doing that!"

"Oh, I know you didn't make it. I am pretty sure Lindsey did. It looks like she hid in your closet when you last visited home and took the video then." She could see me start to ask more questions, but she cut me off. "Let me finish and you can ask questions later. So, I had this video of you stroking that huge piece of meat and then blowing a load all over your bed. You have no idea how many times I have got off while watching that video. I think I have always been a size queen, and I knew from how the doctor had responded that my vagina was larger than normal. I hadn't found any guys that really did anything for me in that area. But when I saw you, I knew I had to have you. Finally a cock that looked to be able to really stretch me." I could see her eyes sparkle as she remembered back.

"So, I decided that when you next came home, I was going to get you. I got online and ordered novelty dildos and toys to work myself up to size. And I lured as many guys back here as I could for practice. I had to make sure that your first time with me would be special. I knew by the time you came back that some other girl would have figured out what a stud you were, and took you for herself...if not more than one girl." She winked at me and I blushed. It was funny how easily we went from animal sex back to brother and sister.

"I even had plans for if you tried to resist. One way or the other, you were getting fucked!" And we laughed.

"Don't worry sis, there was no way I could resist you."

"I was actually a bit worried." She said, her tone changing to a more serious one. "I mean, I know I am cute and all, but I am definitely not as hot as Shyla or mom, so I didn't know if you had ever looked at me sexually. I am sure any family fantasies were dominated by those two. And I figured you probably had your share of European hotties. I didn't know if I would stack up."

Wow, as confident as she had been, I would have never guessed how insecure she felt inside. I moved closer and pulled her in and hugged her. Then I kissed her sweetly on the lips. She was back to being my cute little sister.

"You've always been my favorite sister. You know that. And I hadn't ever really thought of any of you like that. Besides, my God, you sure know how to be sexy. When you locked those eyes on me, I was done. And you are far and away the best lay I have had! As your brother, I am a bit disturbed at how many guys you must have screwed to get that good." We laughed, and she hugged me again.

"Thanks Mark. I just hope I stay your favorite once we get home."

"Why do you say that?" I asked the confusion obvious on my face.

"Oh, come on Mark. The door is open. I could feel it when you got off the plane. You used to simply make women like you, now you practically exude sex! I know Shyla will crack. And I think Lindsey has always had a crush on you."

"Lindsey? No way! She is always such a bitch to me." Shyla I could see. She was definitely a party gal. But Lindsey had treated me like crap since I could remember.

"Silly boy, that's WHY she has treated you like that. Remember, she took the video of you. I think she has had a thing for you for years, and to help deal with it, she treats you like crap. Besides, she's bitchy to everyone. Anyway, I think Mom is one you really need to do. If nothing else, to cure her of dad."

I was shocked. Not about the dad part. None of us liked him. He didn't care about any of us, and he was never home. Worst of all, he treated mom like dirt. No, I was shocked about mom. Aside from her hotness, my mom was practically June Cleaver. She actually wore an apron while she worked in the kitchen. No way could I think of her jumping me.

"I keep forgetting how out of the loop you are. Us girls have been talking about this for a long time. Years ago, Shyla overhead a conversation mom had on the phone with someone. Apparently dad had cheated on her, the little shit, and she was defending why she stayed with him. She said something about dad having a 'big' ten inch cock and she couldn't lose that. It seems that being a size queen runs in the family." She squeezed my dick again. "So, I am betting that one look at your third leg, and dad will be a single man. If nothing else, you need to give mom that."

I was reeling. I had never really thought of my mother sexually, and now my sister had me imagining what it would be like to 'cure' her of my shitty father. Suddenly my mind started filling with thoughts of my mother...the round bottom, soft lips, and enormous breasts. Oh how my life had changed!

"It seems that my big brother likes the idea of fucking our mom." Bryce said jokingly, bringing me out of my thoughts by stroking my inflating dick. "A less secure girl might get jealous."

"So, seriously, you think I should bone the whole family?" My brain was like one of those cartoons where a devil and angel appears on each shoulder. But in my case, even my angel was enticed by the idea of having sex with my sisters and mother.

"Yes I do. You've already added a whole other level to our relationship, you could rid us all of dad, un-bitch Lindsey, and finally give Shyla the fucking she has been searching for. Now, if you don't mind, I am going to get some sleep, and let my poor pounded pussy rest for tomorrow."

"Wait, you're going to just leave it like that! You can't just roll over and go to sleep after all of this."

Bryce gave me a short kiss and did, in fact, roll over, and quickly fell asleep. And here I was mind adrift with so many thoughts. In one fell swoop, Bryce had changed my family from four women I adored to four women I wanted to hear screaming my name. Actually, that was what was weirdest of all...I now saw them as both. Since my awakening, women had turned into objects. Just things I used to get myself off. But my family...I actually cared about them. And if Bryce was any indication, they would be more than just sex. These thoughts kept me up for more than an hour, despite the combination of jet lag and exhaustion from what had happened with Bryce. But I did eventually drift off.

When I awoke, the sun was just coming up. Bryce was still asleep next to me. In the morning light, she looked angelic. And for some reason, this reminded me that I was still covered in dried sweat from the night before. I didn't deserve to lie next to her like this. I eased myself out of bed, making sure not to wake my sister, and headed for the shower. The hot water felt good. I let myself go, as it washed over me, my mind blanking. Ignoring the thoughts of yesterday's revelations. I'm not sure how long I was in there before Bryce jerking open the shower curtain snapped me out of it. She stepped into the tub and under the spray without a word. Only a wry smile let me know that she was planning more than a simple shower. It took almost a full minute before the part of my brain that was a stud stepped up and smacked me into action.

My sister stood there, the spray wetting her down, facing away from me. I came up behind her and ran my hands up and down her body. Her smooth skin, slick from the shower, felt amazing. I reached around and cupped her firm breasts, her nipples becoming hard immediately.

"Hmmmm...Somehow I knew this was going to be a better shower than I am used to." She said as she arched her back, pushing her tight little ass into my crotch. As my cock rose to the occasion, I moved one hand down from her breast to her pussy, causing her to spread her legs. My cock rose up between them, nestling along her pussy and jutting out the front. My sister began swiveling her hips forward and back, running her cunt along my shaft. I could even feel the hard numb of her clit as it ran along my length.

"Ahhh...that feels good, big brother. But I have some bad news. That wonderful piece of meat you have did more of a number on my poor vagina than I thought. It's still sore." How could she come in here and get me worked up like this, and then try and back out?

"But I also have some good news." She said, as she squirted some conditioner on the five or so inches of my cock that were sticking out the front, and began to rub it in. "My pussy and throat aren't the only parts of me I have been stretching out for you." She turned her head to look at me; the wicked smile on her face was beginning to become familiar.

My eyes went wide. Was she suggesting what I think she was? Of my many conquests, none had been able to take me up their ass. Most wouldn't even let me try, and the ones that did couldn't even get the head in. And here was my little sister, looking at me with a look that said 'Yes, big brother, I can take that big cock of yours up my ass.'

I stepped back, my cock sliding along her eliciting another moan. She reached around with the hand that had been lubing my cock and applied some to her little rosebud. Then she bent over, and used her other arm to brace herself against the wall. My cock quivered in anticipation, as I watched my sister work her whole fist into her ass, lubing it as she went. Eventually she pulled her hand free, and placed her other arm against the wall. She didn't say a word; she just shook her tight little ass sexily. 

I placed the bulbous head of my cock against her entrance, reached forward grabbing her hips, and pushed forward while pulling her back. Her hole slowly stretched, and then suddenly the head popped in. Despite just having her fist up there, Bryce couldn't have been ready for the feelings shooting through her over stuffed ass.

"Ooooooh, ssssshit! Your fucking cock is splitting me in half!" She screamed. I was afraid I had hurt her, and began to pull back. But rather than recoil, she kept pushing back into me. "No, give me more...I want more of your cock!" Jeez my sister was such a cock slut! I continued to work my cock into her. In and out, stretching her...splitting her open. She moaned and grunted, continuing to push back and meet my thrusts. It took me about ten minutes to get about half my dick in her. At that point she let out a wail.

"Fuuuuck yes! Huh-huh-huh." She cried out as she wriggled on my dick. I felt her pussy juice spray my ball sack. "Mark, you bull dicked stud! Enough going easy on me. Let me have it!" I decided to tease her, and continued giving her slow small thrusts. She tried to pound back into me, but I was able to hold her tiny frame still. It was about time for me to take control and let her know who the stud really was. I reached out and grabbed her by her red locks, pulling her upright, eight inches of cock still up her ass.

"You want this cock? You want all of the orgasms that will come from me fucking you for the next half hour?" I asked, whispering in her ear. "Then beg me for it. Beg me for my cock."

She needed no further prodding. "I need you to fuck me with that massive cock, Big Brother! I need that big piece of me to stretch me like no one else can." She shouted, still trying to wiggle deeper onto my dick. "I need you to slam that thing into me over and over. Break me in! Show your little sister-cock-slut who's boss. Punish my poor little ass!"

Damn, the mouth on her! Before the last few days, I had never heard most of the words coming out of her mouth. Hearing them spurred me on to new heights. I pushed her back down, dug my fingers in the flesh of her hips and ass, and really started fucking. In and out, with deep strokes, I increased the power of my thrusts as I went. She continued to stretch out, and more of my cock was able to bury inside her. Minutes continued to pass. She had orgasm after orgasm. I was amazed that her little ass was taking more of my cock than most girls pussy's could.

"Damn Bryce, you are built for big dick." I said, as I continued to hammer into her. She sobbed and wailed through yet another powerful orgasm, before turning her head towards me. "I'm built for YOUR big dick, Mark...ah-ahhh." She was interrupted as a small orgasm passed through her. Her ass muscled clutched at my member. "I'm coming almost the whole time that thing is inside of me." Then she shivered through another orgasm.

Speaking of coming, I was starting to get close. I could feel my cock start to swell as it approached its impending release. Bryce felt it too and quickly pulled herself off and swung around to her knees, ready to take my load. She slid my cock along the side of her face, jerking it with one hand, the other gently squeezing my bloated nuts. My cum slit widened, ready to unleash, and it wept pre-cum that Bryce wiped around her mouth.

"Please Mark. Promise me I will always be your favorite. Promise!" She looked at me, her face flushed and full of adoration and also fear. My own face contorted, as I grimaced, seeking release. Bryce was gripping the base of my cock tightly. Her hand struggling to keep me from blowing until I answered her.

"I promise! Now take my load, my favorite little cum slut!" I yelled, and she quickly jammed the tip of my head past her lips. My first blast surged forward as she released the base. The dam burst, and the backed up cum made yesterday's blast seem tiny. Her cheeks bulged, and she couldn't swallow it all before the next equally large blast came. Some sprayed and dribbled out of the sides of her mouth, but she redoubled her efforts. Her throat worked furiously on each subsequent volley. For almost a full minute I pumped, and as the torrent finally subsided, Bryce pulled away, coughing and catching her breath. Panting, she looked up at me.

"Guess I won't be needing breakfast." She grinned, patting her now slightly swollen belly. A burp escaped her lips.

I collapsed down into the tub, exhausted, satisfied, and laughing. She laughed too, and crawled against me, lying together in the warm spray of the shower. We lay there until the hot water started to run out, and then quickly finished cleaning up.

The rest of the week was a weird but wonderful mix of raw animal sex and sibling love. On more than one occasion did I pound her through so many orgasms that she would literally pass out. Only to later see us sitting around joking and flirting. I helped her study for her final at the end of the week. Not that she needed it. Bryce was the smartest of us, she was going to ace this class. If she didn't, it was going to be from lack of sleep and brain cells killed by too many orgasms. I was grateful that her roommates had both finished the semester early, and would be gone until after the summer, so she and I didn't have to sneak around. We only wore clothes when we left the apartment.

Friday finally came, Bryce took her exam, finished in record time, and we were headed down the road. On our way home. And my mind was increasingly filled with thoughts of what was to come. The drive home took longer than normal. We had to pull over at a rest stop and push the shock absorbers to their limits. Another time we ran off the road during an intense orgasm that was the culmination of my sister's oral ministrations. Finally, we did make it home and pulled into our driveway.

Now, our house was very nice. Not because dad made much money. No, it was from mom. Or at least her side of the family. My grandmother was very well off. And by that I mean she had millions. We rarely saw her, since she was always traveling the globe. When we were young, Grandma had left a trust fund to my mother. It was specifically meant only for my mom and us kids. Anything purchased with it could not be left to my dad in the event of divorce. So, mom had used some to buy a very nice house. Two stories, with a huge basement, big yard, and pool. As nice as it was, my mom kept it simple and clean. It was nothing like my Aunt Nicole's mansion (more on her later). But it was home.

Bryce ran into the house with me trailing, toting all of our bags. When I got inside and dropped the luggage, there was Bryce hugging my mom. Her hair was up in a bun and sure enough she had her apron on. The house smelled of wonderful food. And I noticed happily that dad was nowhere to be found.

"Bryce, you're glowing! What's gotten into you? Did you find a boyfriend?" My mom asked, holding her youngest at arm's length. Bryce grinned and looked at me. "I think it's from having our wonderful Mark back." We exchanged a knowing look.

My mother finally turned her attention to me. And much like when I met Bryce in the airport, my mother responded oddly. There was a brief look that passed across her face, only to be quickly swallowed by motherly love. A look of pure passion. Had Bryce been right about mom?

"Oh, Mark! You look so handsome!" She rushed over to me and pulled me down into a hug (she being considerably shorter than I). I couldn't help but think about the feeling of her enormous breasts pressing into me. I looked over at my sister, while my mother continued her crushing hug. Bryce had that glint in her eye. She too was thinking about more than a happy family reunion. Mom pulled back, her eyes glistening with held back tears. 

"It's been so long since my little boy has been home!" Bryce giggled at the absurdity of calling me little in any way. "Don't make fun of me young lady. I can't help it if I have missed my only boy." My mom defended, misunderstanding Bryce's giggle.

"He's not much of a boy anymore mother."

"Oh, he'll always be my little boy." Under her breath, my sister muttered "We'll see about that."

"Now Mark, take your bags downstairs. Your room is ready and waiting for you." And she shoved me towards the basement. "Dinner is almost ready!" She called as I headed down

I had been given the basement as my room early on, to give me some privacy from a house full of females. I headed down the stairs, and there it was. A mix of a bedroom and a large living room. Big bed, big couch, and a big TV. I even had a door that led directly outside, again so I didn't have to deal with the all female world upstairs. Although now I wouldn't want to be avoiding it anymore. I was already pondering how to sneak up and bone my sister.

As I unpacked and hung up my clothes in the closet, I couldn't help but think about my pill of a sister Lindsey huddled in there and taping me. I already had some ideas about how to pay her back for that. I was broken out of my thoughts as my mother called down, reminding me about dinner.

Upstairs a wonderful meal waited. It had been years since I last had a good home cooked meal. We all talked and laughed and ate. My mother was positively charmed by Bryce and me. We were the smart and clever ones. Our banter had my mother in stitches, and often blushing when it turned risqué. She listened in rapt attention as I regaled stories of Europe. Although, my stories paused a few times, when I would jump from Bryce's foot caressing my crotch across the table.




Mark's Family Ch. 02



It was pretty late before mom decided to clear the table. She told us to change into our PJ's and we would watch a movie together, something we hadn't done in forever. I raced down stairs and changed into some lose bottoms with no top. Back in the living room, I met Bryce who was in a long t-shirt. I wondered if she was brave enough to be bare underneath. She planted a deep kiss on my lips as we heard mom bustling around in the kitchen.

"Remember your promise Mark." She whispered.

"Of course I will. But why are you bringing that up?"

"Tomorrow I am going to visit some high school friends. I fully expect to come home to the sounds of mom having orgasms." And she gave me 'the look' as I had come to call it.

"What are you talking about? She hasn't done or said anything-"

"Mark, her nipples have been hard since she hugged you. Without me to keep her off you, she doesn't stand a chance." She gave me another quick kiss, and groped my cock before plopping down onto the couch. Mom came in with a big bowl of popcorn. She had changed into a long silk robe. On most women it would have been totally unrevealing. But on my curvy little mother, it enticingly hinted at what lie beneath. A slight glimpse of cleavage and the wiggle of her ass. I quickly had to change my thoughts to keep from eventually ripping my pajamas.

We all got comfortable, with me in between my mom and sister. Bryce hit the remote to start whatever movie she had picked. It turned out to be some kind of suspense horror movie. Man, she was devious. This gave plenty of reason for both of them to snuggle close, and clutch at me during a scary scene. More than once, I found myself hugging them tight. It was very intimate, without being overtly so.

By the time it was done, everyone was definitely ready for bed. And as my mother tiredly got out from under my arm, I actually caught her taking a big whiff of my chest. More than one girl had commented on how manly I smell. And here I had just caught my own mother enjoying it. I was starting to think Bryce was right. I headed to bed dreaming of what tomorrow might hold.

I woke the next morning to something that had become normal in the last week: Bryce's pussy near my face, as she lay across me, swallowing my cock. I could tell she was in a hurry. These morning sessions were usually languid. This morning her movements were more determined. So I quickly went to work on her dripping cunt, giving her three quick orgasms before she swallowed her new favorite breakfast.

"Hmmm...delicious as usual. Sorry to make this so quick, but mom will be up soon. And I have to head out to meet my friends for breakfast." She quickly hopped off the bed, before bounding up the stairs, blowing me a kiss as she left.

By the time I had showered, dressed, and climbed the stairs, Bryce was gone. Mom had made me a big breakfast. I dug in, praising her cooking, and she blushed uncharacteristically. We chatted and joked, with my mother being more attentive and full of praise than usual. I helped her clean up and we washed and dried dishes side by side. I found myself finding ways to brush against her. Hands meeting in the soapy water. Or my hand brushing her ass as I passed behind her to put up a dish.

The day went on like that. I helped her around the house and catching up on the last two years. At one point, mom had me on a ladder, lifting stuff into the attic. I actually saw her staring at my crotch! Bryce was totally right. I knew then that mom was mine. I also realized that during the morning, mom had snuck away to her room several times. I had an idea about what she was doing. So I decided to really push it, and find out. At lunch, mom was in the kitchen, reaching for a plate on a high shelf. I came up behind her, one hand on her hip, the other grabbing the plate for her. I made sure to press my cock into her ass as I did so and just before breaking awa, she actually rubbed her ass back into me.

"M-Mark. Thank you. Um...I need to use the bathroom. Excuse me." She said, obviously flustered. Her skin was blushing, and I could see the outline of her nipples. She moved quickly from the kitchen, upstairs. If she just needed the bathroom; she could use the one here. She was going to her room. I gave her a minute, then crept up the stairs to the closed door of her room and listened.

What I heard was a low buzzing punctuated by my mother moaning and mumbling my name. "Oh, Mark. Oh, it would feel so good." I heard her say. That was my cue. I peeled off my clothes, rubbed my nearly hard cock to full attention, and opened the door.

And there was my mother, lying on her bed, her skirt pulled up and legs spread. Her panties were on the floor and she had a good sized pink vibrator plunged into her moist cunt. Her hips were bucking. She was obviously orgasming, so it took her a few seconds to realize that I had entered. And another few seconds for her to realize that I was naked and standing there with my tree trunk of a cock pointing at her.

"Mark, no." She cried, before her eyes focused on my cock. "My God...so big!" She muttered.

"That's right mom. I'm big. I'm enormous!" I said, gripping my cock and waggling it towards her. I could see her eyes glaze. Bryce was right. Mom was a total size queen. "Admit it mom. You want me to climb onto that bed and feed your little boy's monster cock into your dripping pussy."

She didn't respond at first. The room was silent aside from the buzz of her vibrator. So I pushed the issue.

"You know my cock will feel better than that toy, and definitely better than dad's shrimp dick." I saw a moment of realization pass over her. I mentioned dad on purpose. And her lust fogged brain quickly made the connections. Why put up with her cheating husband when she could have her cunt properly pounded by her stud of a son?

"Yes." She finally whispered.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, momma wants your cock." She whispered again.

"I can't hear you mom." I teased. And she snapped.

"Get over here and stuff that cock into mommy, you mother fucker!" Holy shit! From shy to slut in under a minute. It seemed that everyone in my family had some kind of recessive sex gene, just waiting to get out.

I didn't waste time; I crawled into bed, and lined my cock up with her moist opening. Based on the size of her toy, I figured she was probably tighter than Bryce, so I was going to have to go a bit slow at first. I started rubbing my cock head up and down her slit, pushing as I did so. She moaned and tossed her head as I did so. After a few minutes, the head finally popped in. Her back arched, and her pussy gripped my cock.

"Ooooooh, Mark! More! Give mommy more." So I did. I slowly started working more into her. She had an orgasm after every inch or two I stuffed into her. Eventually I reached down and ripped open her button down shirt. And there, encased in a black bra, were the tits I had been dreaming about since Bryce first hinted at fucking my mother.

"Does my little boy want to see momma's breasts?" Mom asked, teasingly. "Well, momma will show him, if he promises to suck on them while her fucks her." I just nodded. She unclasped her bra, and her big tits spilled out. Large and firm, with tear drop like sag. Pink nipples topped puffy areola. I immediately latched onto her left nipple and started sucking. My mother grabbed the back of my head, and pulled me harder into her chest, and as I sped up the stretching of her pussy.

"Baby." She said after a few minutes, pulling my head away. "Baby, your beautiful dick is as deep as anyone has ever been. And you've stretched me more than ever before. The rest of my pussy is yours. Your father will never experience it. Now claim the rest of mommy's pussy, baby. Take it! Fuck me!"

That did it. I grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her into me, and I pushed. I claimed the last two inches of her cunt and one lunge. She screamed and came violently before grabbing my face and kissing me sloppily. Then the real fucking started. I worked almost a foot of cock in and out of her. She had wrapped her legs around me, began clawing at my back, and orgasms rolled through her. The furious motions of my fucking was causing her tits careen around her chest almost hypnotically.

By this time, I had been fucking for over 30 minutes. My mother having dozens of orgasms in the process. Our bodies were drenched in sweat. I could see the tell tale signs on my mother's face. She was almost done and I didn't want our first time to end with her passing out. So I started moving myself towards my own orgasm.

"Are you going to finally cum Mark? Cum for mommy! Cum all over mommy's big boobs!" She said, pressing her tits together, offering me a target. I pulled out, grunted, and my cock started spewing sperm all over my mother's offered tits. I covered them and then some. She purred beneath me rubbing her cum laden tits together. Then, from behind me, I heard someone clapping slowly.

"Very, very hot you two." Came Bryce's voice. My mother looked worried, but was stuck where she was with me straddling her. Bryce walked in and sat down on the bed. My mother started to stammer out some kind of explanation, but Bryce stopped her by scooping up some of my cum and licking it off her fingers.

"You really should taste it, mother. Trust me, it's wonderful." So many emotions crossed my mother's sex weary face. So my sister cleared things up. "Yes, mother, Mark and I have been fucking for almost a week now. And it was me that talked him into having sex with you today. And it will be me that joins the two of you later, after you rest." With that, she bent down and kissed our mother full on the lips.

I could NOT wait until my other sisters got home... 



Mark's Family Ch. 03



Please read the first and second story, as this is a continuing storyline. I appreciate all the feedback I received. Based on some of them, I am going to preface this one by saying that if sexual acts that are, shall we say, beyond reality, aren't up your alley, don't bother going further. This is a purposely over the top story, since that is what I want to write :) I decided to try other avenues in this one, so I understand if some don't dig it. Fear not, it will continue back down other paths soon. Enjoy, and keep the feedback coming! And here are our players:

Mother, 43: Danni Ashe
Oldest sister Shyla, 25: Shyla Stylez
Younger sister Lindsey, 20: Lindsey Lohan (Mean Girls Era)
Youngest sister Bryce, 19: Bryce Dallas Howard

When I woke up, it was dark in my mother's room. I must have slept the afternoon away. Mom was still in my arms, naked and sleeping. But Bryce was gone. I got worried and gingerly removed myself from my mother and went to look for my sister. I eventually found her in her room. She was crying! I came in, took her in my arms, and held her.

"Oh, Mark. I know I'm being silly, but I can't help it. I came home and heard mom screaming. It was so hot. But when we were all lying there, I started feeling like I was losing you. And Shyla will be home soon-"She started sobbing at this. I stroked her hair and held her tight. "-I can't compete with her! Guys get hard when she walks into the room!"

I was so surprised at her insecurity. Not but a few hours earlier she confidently strode into the room where my mother and I had just had explosive sex, and then ate my cum off my mother's breasts. What I saw here though, reminded me of the sister I used to know. Shy, sweet, and vulnerable. I pulled her back on the bed and lay down, resting her head on my chest, and continued to stroke her soft red hair.

"Hush now. Yes, you are being silly. You do know that my feelings for you have way more to them than sex, right?" She sniffed, but didn't speak. "So you remember when I was last home, and Shyla drug us out to that club? I made sure to sneak you in. And who did I dance with almost all night? Was it Shyla in her tank top and skin tight jeans? No, it was my favorite sister. The one I made sure to dance every slow dance with."

"You probably just felt sorry for me." She muttered into my chest.

"Ok, do you know how many times I have talked to Lindsey and Shyla on the phone in the last two years?" I felt her shrug. "Four each. For both Christmases and Birthdays that have passed. That's it."

"Really?"

"Yep." I knew that would mean something. Bryce and I had talked weekly. Not including regular emails and text messages. "And you know there are tons of other things that show which of you I love the most." I felt new tears leave her eyes and moisten my chest. I decided to switch tactics. Bryce was plenty smart enough to logically figure things out. She wasn't thinking with her head, she was worrying from her heart. So I had to put that at ease.

I gently pushed her off and got up. A worried look crossed my sister's tear streaked face, thinking I was leaving but I didn't. I grabbed her legs and gently slid her down the bed, pulling them apart, until her cut little ass rested at the edge. Then I knelt between her legs and began kissing and lightly licking along the length of one milky thigh. I moved very slowly, switching back and forth between her thighs, moving towards her pussy. I finally reached my goal. Her pretty pink pussy was opening for me, just starting to moisten.

I kissed her lips gently, and she moaned. I kissed more and more and began to slowly and softly lick. I felt her hands on my head begin to stroke my hair as I continued to work my lips and tongue around her increasingly moist lips, occasionally working my tongue into her pussy. I did this ever so slowly. I didn't want this to be the race to massive orgasms that sex usually was around me.

I could feel her excitement building. Several times I would pull back or slow down if I felt her get close to release. I teased and tickled her most intimate of places. Building her higher and filling her with intimacy, not lust. Her hips slowly worked, up and down back and forth. Her hands gently increased pressure, pulling me in. She moaned and purred the whole time. I would hear her say my name both lovingly and also begging for more. I eventually began to tease her clit. While not huge, it was still prominent. I licked and nibbled at the hard bud, between manipulations of her lips and kisses on her thighs.

I decided to bring her over the top. With one hand I began working on her moist hole while my mouth concentrated on her clit. Her hips started bucking, and she pulled me in hard.

"Oooooh Mmmmmaaarrrrrrk!" she moaned, gushing juices over my face and fingers.

I let her come down from her orgasm, before moving up, and pulling her back fully onto the bed. I looked down into her face she looked back, eyes wide and expectant.

"Bryce, I love you. And to prove that, I am going to do something I have never done." I kissed her softly. "I am going to make love to you."

"But you-"

"I said, make love, not fuck."

She looked back at me, realization dawning on her face. It flushed, and then her eyes welled with tears. I pressed myself into her. It wasn't the pounding forcefulness that was normal. It was slow and gentle. I slid in inch by inch until nudged up against her cervix, and then I eased back out. My penetration wasn't my focus. I was intent on caressing and kissing her. Feeling every part of her body. Lightly nursing on her breasts, caressing her torso and hips, and making love to her mouth.

On and on it went. Time ceased to mean anything. I didn't even think about myself. I just thrilled at watching her orgasm. Because of that, my own orgasm snuck up on me. I began to feel the tingle in my balls that signaled my own release. Rather than stave it off, I let it build. Bryce could feel my cock swell, and her eyes widened. But I didn't ram home, I simply continued to slide in and out, until I unleashed. And I didn't pull out. I let my balls unload, inside my sweet sister.

"Uh, God I love you Bryce" I moaned into her ear. I could feel the flood my own load mixing with her hers. She drew me in so tightly, I could hardly breathe. Her legs wrapped around me as we both quivered together. She buried her face into my shoulder and cried more.

As we came down from out emotional high, I heard crying from the doorway. Not the crying of sadness, but someone crying with joy.

"My babies! That was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen." Came my mother's voice from behind us. I didn't bother to turn and look. I just remained clutching my sister as did she.

"Come down and have dinner when you feel up to it." Mom said, and then she went downstairs.

Bryce and I lay there for a while. She continued to clutch at me, shivering every now and then. I finally pushed myself up and looked down at her glowing face.

"I have never made love to anyone, before you." I whispered to her.

She just stared up at me, eyes brimming with tears, a smile on her lips.

"So, no more about this, ok? You will always be my favorite." She hugged me one last time, before I pulled out. "Now get cleaned up. I'm a little worried about mom." Bryce giggled at that and we both rushed off to get cleaned up and dressed.

I made it to the kitchen well before Bryce (she had a bit more to clean up...or shall we say, out). Mom was there bustling around whipping up dinner. She noticed me immediately, and rushed to hug me.

"Mark! You wonderful wonderful boy...well, I guess I should say man." I grinned back at her. "What you did for me...TO me earlier was AMAZING. But I am so happy and proud of what you and Bryce shared earlier." She said, her eyes brimming, holding my face in her hands.

"How long were you there?" I asked, wearily. I was worried that I would have to deal with my mother getting jealous.

"For most of it sweetheart. And it was wonderful. I know it's weird to hear your mother say this, but watching my only son and youngest daughter make love was so special. I won't ever forget it." She gave me a big hug, and the shoved me towards the table. "Now sit. Dinner is ready."

Bryce arrived just as mom was laying out the food. It wasn't anything grand, seeing as she hadn't much time to prepare. But with the day's physical and emotional exertion, it felt like a feast. Across the table, Bryce kept looking at me, and would blush when I caught her. This was the same girl, whom the night before during dinner was caressing my crotch with her foot. Now she was acting like a school girl. I found it terribly cute.

"Now," Mom announced "It's obvious that there are going to be some changes around here. Not only based on what has happened today, but my guess is that it won't take long for your sisters to be part of our new family life." Bryce and I both grinned guiltily.

"First and foremost, I am still your mother. You are both very grown up, but this is still my house. So, you may both outrank me in the bed room, but when I ask you to do something as your mother, I expect you to still respect me. That goes especially for you young man." I was a bit taken back by how stern she was being. "I do not want you getting out of chores by manipulating your poor mother with that slab of meat you have between your legs." Bryce giggled.

"I dunno Mom. I had planned to be waggling this meat for you quite a bit." I joked back at her. She grinned.

"Fair enough. But then I can't be held responsible if I use these," she hefted her large breasts "to get my way." We all laughed.

"No fair, I don't have any over grown body parts to flop around and get my way!" Bryce whined in mock indignation.

"I guess I am going to have to make a chart to make sure everyone is getting the same amount of my cock."

We all laughed hard and long, until mom cleared her throat and continued.

"Second, I don't want our family to just become a series of fucks. So please try and find time to be regular brother and sisters. Mark, tomorrow while I am at my lawyers, take your sister out."

"Lawyer?!" Bryce and I exclaimed together, hope in our voices.

"Yes, I am going to visit them and discuss divorcing your father." She said, a bit of venom is her voice when she mentioned dad.

Bryce jumped up and hugged mom tightly. "Oh mom! That's great!"

"Don't think I don't know that you were hoping Mark's amazing cock would bring this about. I know none of you have ever really cared for your father. Sadly, the women in our family are big cock addicts." Bryce nodded sagely. "But that is behind me, thanks to Mark." She smiled proudly at me.

"Anyway, I think it will be a relatively short process. Your Aunt Nicole hired a private investigator to spy on your father a few years back, and he came up with quite a lot pictures of your father cheating on me." Anger crossed her face, and I could see tears start to form in her eyes. But she shrugged it off. "So I don't think he will contest it."

"Enough about that. Let's enjoy the rest of our night."

And we did. We played cards and watched TV, and joked and laughed. Mom let me know that she would need some time to recuperate after today, but that didn't stop me from groping her tits and ass throughout the night. And when she left to go to bed, she gave a deep lingering tongue kiss.

I didn't really expect for mom to be ready to go again. Most women are left sore and tender after an hour of constant pounding by my mega cock. Bryce however seemed to be ready to go almost all the time. Which is why I was surprised when she excused herself shortly after mom, and only gave me a tender kiss.

"Goodnight Mark. I love you." Then she headed up the stairs. What a day. And in two days, Shyla would be home!

*

The next day, mom headed to her lawyer bright and early. Bryce was very flirty and affectionate. I took her to a nice lunch and a movie afterwards. During which she snuggled against me the whole time. We managed to keep things from being sexual, all day, as our mother had asked. Played mini-golf, had dinner, and headed home. It felt like a wonderful date as opposed to just hanging with my sister. But the non-sex stopped as soon as we got home. When we opened the door there was my mother, naked, in the living room. The rest of the night was spent with the three of us fucking, sucking, groping, licking, and most of all cumming. We all slept together in mom's bed exhausted and happy.

The next morning I was awoken to my mother and sister giving me a dual blowjob. Bryce was showing mom how she could actually take my whole cock down her throat. Mom kept trying, but couldn't manage, though she got an impressive amount. Eventually I rewarded them with a belly full of cum before we headed downstairs and mom made breakfast.

After, we headed to the airport to pick up Shyla. Her plane landed, and a few minutes later Shyla came bounding out, seeing us immediately and running over. Shlya definitely has mom's genes. Her huge tits bounced under her too small top, her ass threatening to burst from her jeans. She came straight to me, and enveloped me in a hug.

"Looks like my little bro has turned into a big stud!" She exclaimed loud enough for everyone around to hear. "I bet your bedpost is full of British babe notches." Shyla was that girl who said whatever was on her mind, to heck with what those around her thought.

Just as quickly as she started the hug, she pulled back, and turned to Bryce and tousled her hair and then pulled mom in for a hug. We quickly left the airport and headed home. Shyla loudly gabbing about this and that, asking me questions about Europe and never really giving me time to finish.

We had a full day, all of us together. It only ever went sour a few times when Shyla's boyfriend Jake would call and argue with her. It seemed Shyla was following in mom's footsteps. Luckily, once she was off the phone, she went right back to being cheery boisterous Shyla. It got really late, and she didn't appear to be slowing down. Mind you, she was living in California, so it wasn't as late to her, not to mention she had always been a night owl. Mom said goodnight around 10 and about midnight, Bryce and I were pretty much done. We tried to excuse ourselves, but Shyla stopped me.

"Come on Mark; keep your big sister company." She whined, giving me puppy dog eyes. Bryce just gave me 'The Look', which said to me 'Stay up, and be sure to fuck her big brother'. She left, calling out as she went up the stairs "You two have fun."

Shyla jumped up and headed for the back door. "I know, let's use the hot tub!"

"Sure, let me get my suit." I said, as I rose wearily.

"Pffft! What are you, an old man? We'll skinny it." She grabbed my hand and drug me out to the tub and fired it up. She wasted no time peeling herself out of her jeans and shirt. I stared in awe of her bronzed skin, lacking any tan lines I noted. Big breasts capped with nice sized nipples, round butt, shapely hips, thighs you want wrapped around your head. Damn my sister was hot.

"Enjoying the show?" She asked, easing herself into the water. "Your turn stud." I pulled of my shirt first. "Little Mark keeps himself in shape, nice. Let's see the package."

I grabbed my pants by the waist and pulled my pants and boxers down in one quick motion.

"Holy shit Mark! Guess I won't be calling you 'little' brother anymore."

"How does it compare to Jake's" I asked cockily as I joined her in the tub, sitting across from her.

"There isn't one. You look about as long soft as he is hard, and you're already much thicker. How many British gals have you split with that monster?"

"A few." I grinned.

"I wanna see how big it is when it's hard."

"Then you're going to have to make it hard." Wow, no seduction here, she was jumping right to it.

She slid around next to me in the tub, and started stroking my cock under the water. "I can't even get my fingers around it." As I came to my full hardness, her fingers were forced even further apart.

"All right, stand up so I can see." She ordered.

"Daaaaamn, mister horse cock!" Her eyes went wide as I stood. "You had better not have a problem with incest, because I am SO going to fuck you."

"I had better not have a problem with it, considering that I am fucking Bryce and mom." I grinned down at her confidently.

"Lucky sluts." She said, standing. She moved to the side of the tub and bent over, offering her pussy to me. "Get over here and add me to your conquests. Stuff that monster in me, and claim your big sister's cunt!" She said as she slapped her ass at me.

I didn't waste any time. I came up behind her, grabbed her hips, and slammed my dick into her. She wasn't as tight as mom but tighter than Bryce. I didn't bother to take it easy on her. I knew she could take it, so I just started hammering away. She was coming in no time, shouting obscenities at me. After her first big cum, she pulled away, and reached for her clothes, grabbing her cell phone. She started dialing while she expertly grabbed my cock, lined it back up with her pussy, and shoved back into me hard.

"Fuuuuck! Yes yes yes!" I could hear her phone ringing, and then a male voice answered.

"Yeah, Jake? This is Shyla. Fuck, it's so fucking big!" Holy shit, she called her boyfriend. I couldn't hear his part of the conversation, especially over Shyla's shouts. "I'm talking about the massive cock I have hammering in and out of my cunt." An orgasm rippled through her. "Ahahahuuuuuhh, shit that was a big one. This donkey-dicked stud is stretching me like you never could. I won't even be able to feel your tiny prick when he's done with me. Every time he slams into me, his balls swing and smack my clit. Fuck it feels so good. How the hell am I supposed to be satisfied by your little nuts now? Just one of his balls is bigger than your whole sack! Shhhhhiiiit, going to come again."

And she did. She shrieked and shook, as a chain of orgasms overtook her for almost a minute. When she was done, she grabbed the phone and the moron was still on the line.

"You've never even come close to making me cum like that little Jake. Yeah, that's it big boy, slap my ass!" She narrated. "Jake, I can't believe I've been wasting my pussy on your little wiener....oh, fuuuuuck! I'm putting the phone down now so he can really put it to me. You can listen to what it sounds like when a real man fucks me."

She lay the phone down, stood up and reached back and grabbed the back of my head, pulling my mouth to hers and kissed me sloppily. She practically sucked my tongue out of my mouth!

"Really give it to me now baby. Show my pussy no mercy!" She whispered, her voice dripping with lust.

I grabbed her bouncing tits, one in each hand and mauled them as I increased my speed and power. Her ass made loud slapping sounds as it struck my abdomen on every hard shove forward. She screamed and spasmed, her pussy walls gripping my cock hard every time she came. This went on for about 20 minutes before a particularly big orgasm took the last of the strength from her legs. I spun her around, lifted her up by her ass, her legs automatically wrapping around me, as I speared her back down onto my throbbing member.

I licked and sucked at her thick tits as I bounced her up and down on my meat. Several more orgasms had her so weak she collapsed against me, burying her head in my neck and screaming into it.

"Fuck my tits stud. Finish on my big titties." She panted into my ear. I sat her on the edge of the tub and she grabbed the phone.

"Still there wimp? Good. He's about to cum all over me. That's right, he's been going this whole time and hasn't cum yet. I can't wait to see how much his big hose shoots. Come here stud, fuck Shyla's tits." I laid my cock between the valley of her tits. She tried to wrap her tits around my schlong, but it was too thick. I started to ease it up and down, her sweat acting as lube. My enormous length meant that it easily reached her mouth, so she wrapped her lips around it and I began to fuck her tits and mouth. She kept her breasts pushed together with her arms, and used her hands to fondle my swinging balls.




Mark's Family Ch. 03



"They're so hot. I can practically feel all the cum sloshing around in there. Unload it all over me, you fucking stud! Hose me down!"

My shaft swelled as my cum started the long journey down my length. My cum slit widened and then a fountain of cum washed over my sister. I grunted as each long jet of sperm glazed her. I came for a good minute, with Shyla squeezing my balls to coax out every last drop she could. She looked like she had just gang banged a few dozen guys. She kissed my cock, and wriggled her tongue into the slit, when I saw a flash. She had just taken a picture with her cell, and sent it to Jake. Wonder what he would think of his ex-girlfriend, drenched in cum, French kissing my immense dick, as it lay between her tits. She hung up the phone without as much as a goodbye and tossed it aside, as she started cleaning herself up by shoveling my cum into her mouth.

"Damn Mark your cum is delicious. Is there anything your aren't great at, sex-wise? You must be some kind of sex god"

"The way you are worshipping my cock, maybe I am." I chuckled. She tried to stand, but her legs gave out so I picked her up in my arms. "Let's get you in bed. You're going to need your rest if you want to keep up with the new family games."

"Oh, I look forward to it. Can't wait to taste mom and Bryce. And I especially can't wait to see you tame our stuck up little Lindsey."

Neither could I...neither could I. 



Mark's Family Ch. 04



I am going to preface this by saying that if sexual acts that are, shall we say, beyond reality, aren't up your alley, don't bother going further. This is a purposely over the top story, since that is what I want to write :) I decided to try other avenues in this one, so I understand if some don't dig it. Fear not, it will continue back down other paths soon. Enjoy, and keep the feedback coming! And here are our players:

Mother, 43: Danni Ashe
Oldest sister Shyla, 25: Shyla Stylez
Younger sister Lindsey, 20: Lindsey Lohan (Mean Girls Era)
Youngest sister Bryce, 19: Bryce Dallas Howard

I awoke late the next morning to find Bryce wrapped around me. Not sexually, but cuddling me. She apparently wasn't actually sleeping, as she sensed me wake and kissed me on the cheek. She was wearing cute cotton panties and a baby doll tee. I wasn't used to her (or anyone for that matter) being clothed while in bed with me.

"Morning sleepyhead." She whispered in my ear.

"What time is it?" It was hard to tell, being as my bedroom was in the basement.

"Pushing noon. Shyla is still out like a light. You really gave it to her last night. Mom and I could hear you two from the house. I wouldn't be surprised if Mrs. Hartley next door heard you."

That was an interesting thought. I wondered what our neighbor would think of that. I decided to just lay there for a while in my sister's arms. As much as I loved sex, it felt wonderful to also share something more emotional and intimate. Bryce seemed to be happy with that, and she just lay there next to me, purring every now and then as I caressed her casually. I'm not sure how long we lay there before I heard the door to the upstairs open and mom called down.

"Get up you two. Lunch time!" She called down cheerily.

We got up, and headed for lunch hand in hand. Upstairs, mom was moving around the kitchen and Shyla sat at the breakfast bar. Mom seemed about ready to burst with happiness as she bustled around making a lunch far more intricate than any of us deserved, whereas my big sister looked practically hung over. She was never good at waking up. Especially not after being up well past midnight and then fucked harder than she had ever before. Bryce and I sat on stools next to her. She didn't really look up, as she held her head sleepily in her hands, but she did reach over and squeeze my cock through my boxers. We looked like quite a group. Me in my boxers, Bryce in her cotton panties and baby doll tee, Shyla topless wearing a thong and mom fully dressed in an apron.

Once lunch was served, mom laid out her rules to Shyla. Shyla was ecstatic about mom leaving dad. I literally had to knock the phone from her hand as she tried to call and berate him. The other 'rules' I knew would be hardest for Shyla. She was never one for following rules to begin with. So I figured the rule about not making the family become only about sex would be hard on her. And sure enough, the next few days proved that to be true. At every chance she tried to get at my cock. Even when her pussy was too sore to take it, she still wanted to suck it or jerk it or have it between her tits.

Now, I am sure most guys out there would love to have that problem. But having my sister looking at me like I was just life support for a cock left me feeling cold. Until I realized that Shyla and I never had that much in common anyway. Her thoughts rarely left things like clothes, drinking, or sex. That helped me deal with it better. I still had to fight her off some. When you can pretty much have sex whenever you want, it becomes less of a priority. I looked forward to hanging with my family more. 

Don't get me wrong, I didn't avoid sex. One night I watched a movie with my gals. I had my hands around Bryce and my mom, kneading mom's big tits and tweaking my sister's hard nipples. Shyla spent most of it kneeling before me, bobbing her head on my cock, trying her best to take it all. Every now and then, Bryce would pop it out of Shyla's mouth and jam it down her own throat, taking the whole thing and burying her face in my balls. I think she liked showing Shyla that she was better at pleasing me. And frankly she was. Shyla's sex was blatant and direct. Oh, it was still great. But sex with mom had an element of bringing out her inner slut. She was always so strait laced, that it was a huge turn on to have her gag on my cock trying to take more or beg me to fuck her harder.

Bryce was just amazing. From her ability to deep throat my whole cock, to the way she swiveled her hips while we fucked, or how she could contract her pussy muscles. It was also more than that. Shyla and mom were still fairly dominated by my cock. No matter how aggressive Shyla was, in the end I was in control. Bryce took charge. Like the day we were all out by the pool. I was applying lotion to mom's back. Nothing overtly sexual. Bryce gets up, unties mom's bikini top and tells her to roll over. She squirts a bunch of oil on mom's now bare breasts, and the calls Shyla (who always tans naked) over and orders her to lie on top of mom and rub their big tits together. Then she had me move up by their heads and stuff my cock between their rubbing oily breasts. As I tit fucked their combined cleavage with my massive dick, Bryce moved around behind and began manipulating both of their pussies. Eventually she had worked her whole hand into each of them (not that hard to do after both of them had taken my mega cock) and fisted them hard. They both came on Bryce's fists as I shot a huge load over their tits and bellies.

That was the sexual side of Bryce. She and I still shared tender moments where her soft vulnerable side came out. Where she blushed and giggled. Kissing me softly and holding me tightly. Not to mention how we just got along in general. We connect mentally, so we can have long discussions about all kinds of things. That's pretty much why I decided that I was in love with my sister. I mean, I loved all of my family, but I was actually falling for Bryce.

All of this happened over the next week. And then Lindsey came home. Everyone's mood changed. Not just because we weren't sure if the family 'fun' could continue with her around, but also just the stress she added to the house. You have Shyla, who is always bouncy and fun. Mom, who is sweet and kind. Bryce, who is cute and clever. And then you have Lindsey. She manages to find fault with everything and everyone. She used to be more fun, but high school really seemed to change her. She became snooty and distant. I was looking forward to testing Bryce's theory that Lindsey had turned that way to deal with having the hots for her brother.

When Lindsey first got home she was pleasant enough. She was still a bit distant and had this air like she was holding her nose up at us. But that distance seemed to grow the more she was around me. Bryce and Shyla said she was better if I wasn't around. And when I was, she kept her distance. The only sign of any hint of interest was that Bryce caught her looking at me a few times. Checking me out kind of looks. But I didn't necessarily need specific clues. In the last few years I had learned that I had some kind of sexual instinct. When I was younger, I blew them off as an overactive mind. And when I first came back home I initially ignored them, feeling that certainly I must be wrong about family. But those instincts always seemed right. I could tell when a woman was sexually attracted to me (which seemed more and more often as my sexual confidence grew), but I also felt like I could tell sexual things that interested them. Like things to say or do to them to turn them on. And I was getting a signal from Lindsey. If I was right, things were going to get interesting. But I had to wait for the right time.

I put my plan into action by asking mom to leave and say she was visiting her Lawyer for awhile. And I asked Bryce and Shyla to go shopping. This left me home alone with Lindsey, whom predictably avoided me around the house. Eventually I let her know I was going to take a shower down in my bathroom and have some 'me' time. I hoped she would take the bait. I went down and took a quick shower. When I was done I shaved, but I used that as a cover. What I was doing was looking at my closet through the mirror. Sure enough, there was a gap. And I could make out Lindsey crouching inside. Jackpot! She had snuck inside, hoping to catch a glimpse of me. I remembered when Bryce told me of the video Lindsey had taken of me masturbating my mammoth cock and figured she would take the chance to watch me again, given the opportunity.

I went out to my bed, and began stroking my cock to full size. I put on a good show for her for a few minutes. Then looked around and said "Damn, where's my lotion". I got up and moved to the side of the room where she couldn't see me, and then came around silently next to the closet. I readied myself for the next part of my plan then jumped in front of the closet and quickly slid the door all the way open. There, crouched on the floor with her hand slipped into her shorts was Lindsey. Her hand continued to move in her shorts for a brief second before she realized what had happened and looked up to see me standing there with my huge cock looming over her.

"AAHHH, MARK!" She shrieked. "I-I-um-" Before she even start to stammer an explanation, I grabbed a handful of her long red hair and wrenched her into the room. I didn't pull so forcefully as to actually lift her bodily, but enough that she followed my forceful lead. I pulled her to the foot of my bed and pushed her to the floor. She looked up at me with fearful eyes, filling with tears,

"Mark! Mark, I'm sorry. I-" She babbled, but I didn't let her finish. I smacked her in the check with cock, making a meaty slap sound. 

"Shut up you slut!" I bellowed. She looked up at me, stunned. "I don't need some lame excuse! I know what you were doing! I saw your hand rubbing your pussy. You were masturbating to your brother's big cock weren't you?"

"No, I-" I cut her off with a cock slap to her other cheek then I reached down and twisted one her nipples, which were hard as rocks. I was right, she was enjoying this!

"Admit it whore, you get off on your brother's huge meat!"

She tried to deny it again *slap* and again *slap* and again *slap slap*. She sobbed and her cheeks turned red. She finally broke down.

"YES! YES! I'M OBSESSED WITH YOUR HORSE-COCK!" She finally shouted, tears running down her face.

"Of course you are, cunt! Here, why don't you take a closer look at your obsession?" With that, I grabbed the back of her head, and jammed her face into the base of my dick and my balls. I smothered her with my swollen sack. She took in deep breaths through her nose, reveling in my scent. She started working my balls with her mouth and tongue, tasting them and bathing them in saliva. As the minutes passed while she worshiped my balls, my precum began to drool out and down my shaft, reaching her and covering her nose and cheeks.

I pulled her away forcefully, but keeping her hair in my hand. I pushed my cock down and guided her mouth to the head. She greedily wrapped her lips around the end. But I suddenly jerked her head off of my dick.

"No, slut! You don't get to suck my dick. You're just here for me to use. Do you understand?"

She nodded and whispered: "Yes master." She said it almost reverently. I was somewhat taken aback. But I regained my composure and grabbed both sides of head in my hands and jammed my cock past her lips. I didn't give her any time to adjust; I just shoved it back into her throat. Her eyes bugged and watered as I continued to force more and more of my member down her throat. Her throat swelled as inch after inch crept down her throat, and I could see the muscles working in an attempt to deal with the thick intruder. Her face began to turn red as she ran out of air from my cock blocking the passage but she made no attempt to stop me. I pulled out of her throat long enough for her to get a couple lungs full of air through her nose and then I started seriously fucking her throat.

She started making groaning noises as I fucked her harder. "gaaauu---gaaauu---gaaaaaaaug" sounds came from her throat. Her chin and shirt became soaked with the combination of her spit and my copious precum. She wasn't doing anything, just sitting there taking it. Everything was from my pounding hips and my arms ramming her head up and down my shaft. I felt her stiffen and her eyes rolled back slightly as she moaned. She had cum just from me fucking her face! She loved that I was owning her.

I roughly pulled out and she gasped for breath and coughed. I bent over, my cock casually sliding across her face and grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off. Then I ripped of her bra, exposing her milky white tits. She too had my mom's boob gene, just not the extent that Mom and Shyla did. I gave each one a couple of whacks with my dick and then I grabbed her, threw her on the bed, and roughly removed her soaked shorts and panties. Her eyes shone with fear, lust, and awe all at the same time. Fear of not knowing what I would do and if she could survive it. Lust from finally being in the presence of something she had lusted after for so long. And awe at the pleasure that she had already felt.

I pressed the base of my cock roughly into her clit and ground it roughly against her. She jumped from the pain, but again made no attempt to pull away or stop me. Her pussy gushed over my hanging balls, mixing with her saliva.

"Are you ready to have this rip you in half, cunt?!" I growled as my dick pointed towards her face. She didn't speak; simply nodded. I pulled back and brought my member down hard onto her clit. She yelped.

"Yes, Master! Please fuck me!" She sobbed.

I quickly lined my cock head with her opening. She began to repeat "ohmygodohmygodohmygod." At such a speed I thought she would hyperventilate. Something she had probably fantasized about hundreds of times was about to actually happen. I jammed myself in without the slightest bit of gentleness. Her eyes bugged at the sudden intrusion as I drove the breath from her lungs. I gave her no time to adjust. I could tell that despite her obsession with my member, she hadn't taken the path that Bryce had, and prepared herself for it. She instead had fought her urges as best she could. As such, her pussy was a tight vice. But I was an irresistible force. I simply drew back and slammed more inches in. Luckily she was so wet, or there was no way I could have even gotten the head in. I kept going until I was hammering her cervix on every thrust.

Fresh tears began to roll and she did her best to stifle her cries of pain. Normally I could never have been so cruel to someone. But despite the pain, I saw her eyes roll back and she shook as though having a seizure. More juice gushed and her pussy went wild around my cock. She was cumming so violently she couldn't make coherent words. She just babbled with a glazed look on her face. Once she stopped shaking enough, I continued my assault. I grabbed her breasts harshly, filling my hands with them, and practically used them as handles to pull myself into her. She continued to come, her head thrashing, obscenities flying from her mouth.

"Fuck me Mark! Fuckfuckfuck, oh sssshhhhiiiit!" I grabbed her legs and bent them back, her knees crushing her breasts, and collapses onto her, growling.

"When my cock is out, you call me master, bitch!" I kissed her forcefully, and bit her lip as I pulled away and began brutally bouncing her into the bed. Squelching sounds filled the room as I plumbed her depths, coaxing more and more juice from her battered hole. Pinned like this she could thrash and move like her body wanted in response to the pleasure induced pain coming from her cunt. This further domination of her body only seemed to add to her sexual pitch, and she came harder. Her teeth were clamped in an attempt to hold back the torrent of wails and screams.

Minutes and orgasms rolled on. The bed and her body were slick with her own secretions and my constant stream of precum being forced out of her cunt. I decided that this would give me plenty of lube for the next part. I didn't let her move, as I pulled my hips up enough to let my cock slide out with a *plop*. She tried in vain to move herself enough to keep me inside. I could see her abused pussy gaping at me, her swollen lips slowly trying to close. I pushed my cock down slightly and shoved it hard against the bud of her anus. With my full weight behind it, the head popped in. Her body tried to retract from the pain, but I could see her do her best to keep from moving. To allow me to continue to own her body. To continue the glorious pain. But more to continue to be dominated. To lose control. Something she had never let herself do. To have someone stand up to her and put her in her place. Her body may have been torn between pleasure and pain, but her mind was in heaven.

She wasn't able to take much, but I continued feeding her the inches she could take. I was relentless in my assault. I lost count of the times that her face screwed in orgasm as her toes curled by my ears. The only way I could tell the passage of time was how her body got wetter and wetter from out various liquids and how her voice got raspier and raspier from the near constant shouts and screams. Her body became less and less tense, as her muscles gave out from exhaustion. I knew there wasn't much reason to continue beyond her body being able to respond so I began to let my own orgasm approach.

I pulled out and stood over my sister, letting her body lay there limply. She looked up through tired eyes, but I could sense her excitement at the finale to her brutal fuck. My colossal cock continued to drool precum as the real load worked its way from my balls, which felt more swollen than they ever had. When the first blast came, I angled down, and fired unto Lindsey. Volley after volley rained down on her. For over a minute I let loose with my load, covering her from her cunt to her face, before I knelt and deposited the last few spasms directly into her mouth. I couldn't be sure, as her body lay there unmoving, but it seemed as though she had cum one last time just from me cumming on her. The last chapter in my owning of her.

She laid there, eyes half closed, covered in sweat and the mix of her cum and mine. Despite my own exertion, I scooped her dripping body in my arms and carried her up to her room. Bryce and Shyla were there, waiting. Lindsey noticed them, but could do little to respond aside from turning her head away in shame. My sisters had a look of sadistic glee. None of us hated Lindsey. But that didn't mean we didn't like her getting her comeuppance for the hundreds of times that she made us all feel like crap. She had been such a royal bitch. But at the same time, she was our bitch. So, we enjoyed seeing her beaten down like this. Yet, we all had hope that we would see a new, better Lindsey after today.

Shyla scooped up some of slimy love juices and licked her fingers clean. Bryce bent down to Lindsey's ear and whispered: "Welcome back to the family, Lindsey." She kissed Lindsey on the cheek and then made a small lick, tasting my cum. Lindsey slowly turned her head, and saw Bryce's sweet smile. She smiled weakly back, and glimmer of happiness I hadn't seen in years, in her eye.

Well folks, should I do more? Are there characters you want to see more or less of? Mark has quite a few aunts and cousins he could visit. Let me know what you think! 



Mark's Family Ch. 05



I am going to preface this by saying that if sexual acts that are, shall we say, beyond reality, aren't up your alley, don't bother going further. This is a purposely over the top story, since that is what I want to write :) This has been an interesting experiment, and I have really valued the feedback. It has been especially interesting to read suggestions for things to come that were already in the works :-) Enjoy, and keep the feedback coming! And here are our players:

Mother, 43: Danni Ashe

Oldest sister Shyla, 25: Shyla Stylez

Younger sister Lindsey, 20: Lindsey Lohan (Mean Girls Era)

Youngest sister Bryce, 19: Bryce Dallas Howard

New:

Aunt Nicole, 45: Nicole Kidman

Maria, Nicole's Maid, 36: Paz Vega

After my romp with Lindsey, I wanted some time to unwind. It was apparently very draining for me to tap into that side of myself. I kept thinking of my sister, sleeping upstairs, still covered in drying cum. And I thought how sore she would be when she woke after having all of her holes so roughly violated.

Bryce and Shyla had been kind enough to help wash me after, and now I was down in my room, lying on the couch watching TV, with Bryce lying on top of me, and Shyla upstairs watching her soaps. I heard mom come home at one point. About fifteen minutes later she came downstairs.

"Bryce, I need to talk with you brother in private." She said her voice had a stern tone behind it. She was obviously in Mother Mode.

Bryce got up and gave me a look that said 'Hope you aren't in trouble', and then she went upstairs, closing the door behind her.

"I just came from Lindsey's room. And I talked to her and Shyla about what you did to Lindsey."

She was mad. Up until now I felt good about it. Justified. And Heck, Lindsey got off on it. But now my brain could see how a mother wouldn't be ok with someone treating her daughter that way.

"Are-are you mad about it?" I said nervously.

"I feel like I should be. And if Lindsey had come home and some other guy had done it I would hunt him down. But I'm not. That's probably what upsets me so much."

I was definitely confused.

"But, really, it's hard to be mad when Lindsey says she has never been happier. I haven't seen my girl smile like that in so long." Her face softened. "Mark, honey, things are so topsey turvey now. You kids are handling it so well, but it hit me while I was out. Knowing that you were going to have sex with Lindsey...it's all so surreal. And then coming home, and seeing her lying in bed like that. I knew I should have been upset or shocked. Instead I was turned on. And then talking to her...her voice raspy from screaming through orgasms..." I could now see her nipples poking against her shirt. She wasn't mad, she was excited. And having a hard time dealing with it.

"We've done so much this last week. And I feel like it's the tip of the iceberg. I'm your mother for God's sake! And right now, it's all I can do not jump on top of you!"

"Is that so bad?" I asked, trying to sound comforting.

"But, I feel like I am losing myself. Who I am."

"Maybe that's just who you thought you were. Heck, aside from Shyla, I think we have all discovered new parts of ourselves. I mean, it wasn't so long ago that I was a shy geek. And that geek is still in me, but now I am also a stud. Bryce is still my sweet little sister. But she has also discovered her sexual side, in a big way. And Lindsey found out that deep down she has always wanted to be dominated and controlled."

"As for you, you are still my amazing, beautiful mother. Who keeps a wonderful home, and is the best cook in the world." She smiled at this. "But now you are also discovering that you love sex and big cocks. And it just so happens that your children are able to give you those things, in spades." I gave her a cocky grin. She just blushed.

I bent over and gave her a big hug and kissed her firmly on the lips. She kissed back, and snaked her tongue into my mouth. Our kissing grew heavier before we were interrupted by Shyla opening the door and shouting down at us.

"MOOOOOM! AUNT NICOLE IS ON THE PHONE!"

My mother broke our kiss and frowned. "We'll finish this later dear." And she headed upstairs.

Now, my aunt Nicole is quite different from my mother. She's the oldest of four sisters, including herself, my mother Danielle, my aunt Ashley, and Aunt April. Much like my sisters, they were all very different. Aunt Nicole lived in Connecticut, in a multi million dollar home. She took the money my grandmother gave all of the sisters and invested it very well, adding a few zeroes to the original amount. Where my mother is shy and sweet and had been pushed around by my dad, Aunt Nicole was forceful and direct. Never putting up with what she didn't like, and moving or destroying anything in her path. And I remember that she didn't seem to think much of men in general. Probably one reason she was single.

She's the kind of woman that is always well made up and put together. She always looks like she just spent 3 hours in a beauty salon. And she was always very formal with all of us, including my mother. Not to say that she was bitchy. Just distant and aloof.

Bryce is the only one of us that was very close to her. Bryce told me that she and Aunt Nicole we actually very similar. Apart from the fact that they didn't inherit the family voluptuous gene (both Bryce and Nicole had slender, tight bodies and apposed to Shyla and Mom's big boobed bodies, with Lindsey being in between the two sets), they were both more along the lines of intellectual sarcastic folks. When she told me, I wondered why Aunt Nicole and I weren't closer, seeing as Bryce and I were so tight. Bryce just shrugged.

I wandered upstairs to see what Aunt Nicole had wanted. Mom was just hanging up, and said in an exasperated way "Apparently we are going to your aunt's...tonight." Mom explained that my aunt had found out about the divorce and insisted, under no uncertain terms that we come visit. First class plane tickets were waiting for us and a limo would be at the airport when we arrived. That sounded so much like my aunt. Part of me wanted to refuse, just because I didn't like being ordered around by someone. But I was also terribly curious to see what the big deal was.

We all packed quickly, Shyla bitching the whole time, and rushed to the airport. Mind you any grumbling we had didn't stand up to treatment on first class. And once my rancor from being ordered out of my house at night wore off, I decided to get frisky. Mom and I had been interrupted earlier. Bryce, mom, and I were sitting in a row, with Bryce by the window and me by the isle. Shyla and Lindsey were in the row in front of us, but it was one of those rows where the seats are inverted, so they faced us. 

I placed my hand on mom's leg and started caressing, working higher and towards the inside of her thigh. At first she tried to stop me. Not with much force mind you, but we were in a public (if somewhat empty) place. I resisted her weak attempts to bat my hand away and watched as the prudish part of her brain lost out to the horny sex side. Her eyes closed and her head tilted back as she sighed. I swung the chair arm between up and out of the way and leaned into my mother, kissing her neck. My fingers had worked her skirt up and brushed her panty clad pussy. My face was buried in her neck, sometimes sliding up to nibble or lick her ear, as my hand began to work on her moistening mound. I felt another hand join mine. At first I figured it was mom, but when I looked I saw that it was Bryce. She too had her lips nuzzling mom's neck.

"You guys are making me so horny." Shyla whined across from us. I looked over and Shyla had her hand down her pants, and Lindsey was rubbing her thighs together. I was thinking up some way to include them when Bryce spoke up in a low voice.

"Lindsey, go to the bathroom with Shyla and eat her pussy." Even low, she had a commanding tone. Shyla immediately stood excitement on her face. Lindsey however hesitated. She looked at me for guidance, but Bryce spoke up.

"I said now, slut. And when you're done, come back to me. I want to taste her on you when we kiss." Mom gasped, her uptight side trying to gain control, but I shut it down by working a finger past the folds of her vagina.

Shyla drug Lindsey off to the lavatory as Bryce and I went back to work on mom. I left Bryce's skilled fingers wiggling in mom's pussy, and moved my hand under mom's shirt to grope her breasts. Luckily her bra was a front clasp, so I easily undid it making it a simple matter for me to circle her areola and pull on her nipples.

Mom was having a hard time keeping quiet. She grabbed my head and kissed me deeply, using me to mute a loud moan. After a few minutes of wrestling with my tongue, she turned and grabbed Bryce and kissed her long and hard. Every now and then I heard muffled noises of passion from the bathroom. Lindsey was apparently doing a good job. I had moved my hand down to join Bryce's and mom's hips began to buck and swivel against us. She reached over and grabbed each of us, pulling our heads in hard against her breasts. Her pussy gripped our fingers and gushed over our hands, while mom clenched her teeth to hold back a screech. Bryce and I smiled at each other, our heads jammed against mom's heaving chest. We closed the tiny gap between us and kissed passionately, when I heard a gasp.

Looking up I saw a flight attendant standing there, stunned. Bryce grinned at her, snaked her hand to my pants, and ran it along the length of my enormous cock bulge. When the attendant realized what Bryce was showing her she gasped again before quickly moving away. Bryce just giggled. Luckily mom was too out of it to have noticed the attendant.

A few minutes later Shyla returned, her skin flushed, with Lindsey in tow. The latter's face was still wet with Shyla's juices. She knelt before Bryce and closed her eyes, waiting for her sister's kiss. But to the surprise of all of us, mom bent down first and kissed her before licking off Shyla's cum. She whispered to Lindsey.

"You've been a very good slut. You make mommy proud." Lindsey shivered slightly, as a small orgasm raced through her.

"Go mom!' Shyla cheered. Mom blushed and smiled bashfully and we all laughed. I patted my lap and Lindsey hopped up and we spent the rest of the flight chatting and laughing.

When we touched down, sure enough there was an attractive woman in a suit holding a fancy placard with mom's maiden name on it. Aunt Nicole didn't waste time in kicking dad out of the picture, did she? The driver was practically a stereotype: standing almost at attention, never making eye contact, answering us in quick succinct answers. Aunt Nicole knew what she wanted, and made sure she got it. I also noted that despite the fact that most drivers were male, Aunt Nicole made sure to get a female.

We drove through the hills leading out to Aunt Nicole's mansion. It was fairly late and we were all somewhat rundown from the day's events, so the drive was pretty quiet. Arriving at the enormous white three story building, the driver led us out and began unpacking our luggage as Maria came out to greet us.

Maria had been Aunt Nicole's assistant since I could remember. Just as she had seen us grow from kids to young adults, we had watched her grow from teen to mature woman. She was always a fairly cheery, if somewhat shy person. And she had always taken a keen interest in us kids.

She wore what could be best described as a fancy version of a hotel maid outfit, which kinda made sense since she did a good deal of cleaning and cooking for my aunt, and this house was as big as a hotel. Her dark hair was up in a bun, as it always was while she was on duty. She smiled a toothy smile at us as we reached the door.

As kids, we would all get hugs from her, but she seemed hesitant towards us as young men and women. That didn't last, once Shyla grabbed her in a big hug with each of us waiting in line to give her one.

"Miss Nicole has retired for the night." She said when the hugs were done. "I have your regular rooms ready." She said in a Spanish accent (yes, Spanish, she was originally from Spain).

Whenever we used to visit, we had staked out various rooms that we preferred. Aunt Nicole's house was odd in that each room had a different theme and design. So we had picked out rooms based on that. Well, somewhat. All of us except Bryce. Bryce picked a room next to mine, so we could sneak to each other's rooms and stay up playing card games and talking all night. After the first trip when this happened, Aunt Nicole asked Bryce what other room was her favorite and then had the room next to mine made up that way. Further proof that Bryce was her favorite. And to make the late night 'sneaking' easier, she had a connecting door installed.

My room had a nautical theme. Glass globes in nets, brass diving helmet, lots of wood, low light. The window was a porthole. If felt like being below deck on an old sailing ship. But, like every room in the house, the bed was amazingly comfortable.

I hadn't been in my room more than a minute before the door connecting to Bryce's flew open and she ran into the room naked, tackling me onto the bed. She kissed me passionately.

"God, it seems like forever since I had you all to myself." She said as she broke away and started tugging at my jeans.

"You sure about this? There's no way you won't be able to not scream." I replied. I was being cocky but also concerned that Aunt Nicole or Maria might hear.

"The whole house is sound proof, remember. Ah, there it is!" She exclaimed as my cock came into view, already hardening at the thought of being enveloped by my sister's warm and wet sex.

"I think I have a surprise for you." She said as she lined up my cock with her pussy and lowered herself. 

"Fuuuuck." She moaned, sinking all the way to her cervix, leaving only the last couple of inches. But rather than stop or pull back, she continued pushing down. Her face screwed up in concentration and pain. I could feel the pucker of her cervix trying to resist my bulbous head before finally giving way. The last inches of my cock moved inside and my sister's eyes fluttered back into her sockets as a huge wave of juice covered my mammoth dick. My little sister had taken my whole cock! The head was nestled snugly in her womb.

"How did you do that?" I exclaimed. She had already been able to take more than any other woman, and she could deep throat me like no one else could. Now she had taken my whole cock. I could actually see a bulge in her tight little abdomen where the head was. When she recovered, she spoke.

"I've- ohhhh- been --uuuhhh- practicing." She panted. "Of course plastic is NOTHING like your real flesh and blood meat."

"Are you ok?" I said, knowing that the cervix was a sensitive spot for women.

"I just had an orgasm! What do you think doof?" She slapped my chest. I flexed my cock insider her, causing it to expand significantly.

"Not sensitive at all?" I joked. 

"Ohhhh. Feels good." She moaned as her insides stretched.

I grabbed her tight ass in my hands and lifted her slowly until my cock left her womb and then eased her back down, letting it pierce her again.

"Oh, shit!" She gasped.

"Still ok?" I teased.

She didn't answer. Instead, she braced her arms on my chest and began dexterously swiveling her hips up and down, just enough to let the head of my cock slide in and out of her womb. I bent my neck, and grasped one of her nipples between my lips. When excited, her nipples were formidable. Looking large on her small firm breasts, and hard enough to cut glass. I sucked greedily and she worked her hips up and down.

I felt her pussy gush and her hands gripped my chest as an orgasm came and went, but she didn't break stride. Another came, and she cried out, but her hips continued to bounce. She must have gone through a dozen of them, her breath coming in gasps from the rapid movement. My chest had red marks from where she had been clawing it.

In one swift motion, I scooped my arms under her legs, grabbed her ass and stood. I quickly moved to the wall, pinning her against it, her legs being thrown over my shoulders. I hammered her into the wall, as we kissed passionately. As her orgasms continued to come, she would scream into my mouth. Our combined juices poured down my balls and thighs, the flow becoming heavier every time she came.

With the long day we had, a quickie would be a good idea. But sex with me was rarely short. Bryce however seemed to have a plan for making this a quickie. A quickie, if you consider fifteen minutes a quickie. She pulled back from our kissing and just started staring at me with those beautiful eyes. It was so sexy and intense. Every now and then an orgasm would wash through her, and she would simply tilt her head slightly and sigh. Her control was so alluring. Watching her own her passion at excitement drove me higher and higher.

Then she whispered to me, eyes locked on mine: "Cum for me now my love." And that was all it took. I was cumming at her command. Wave after wave, blast after blast, directly into her womb. With nowhere to go, since her pussy was stuffed to the brim, my sperm jetted out and began pooling on the floor. I was stunned by the intensity and suddenness of my orgasm. Bryce just continued to look at me with that same sexy intense look until my cock deflated and I lowered her legs to the floor.

"Wow..." It was all I could say or think.

"You are SO my bitch." She giggled, completely changing the mood. I swatted her butt and chased her into the bathroom where we cleaned up. We were both pretty tired, so there was very little sexual contact while we washed. Then I took her to her room and tucked her in, kissing her goodnight before returning to my own room and zonking out for the night.

I woke early the next day, with my room's porthole window casting light directly on my face. I always forgot the first night to cover the window, since it woke me up at the crack of dawn. And I have never been the type that can get back to sleep easily. I knew at the very least Maria would be up, so I could get some breakfast. I headed down to see what she would make.

Even though Aunt Nicole liked her luxuries, she wasn't entirely wasteful. She never used her large dining room, except during formal gatherings. So it was no surprise to see her at the small table in the kitchen while Maria was cooking her breakfast. Upon entering, Maria stiffened visibly. Aunt Nicole simply peaked over her morning newspaper looking at me over the top of the reading glasses perched on the end of her nose. Here I was, disheveled and groggy in my pajama bottoms, while my Aunt looked perfectly put together, her long wavy reddish blonde hair (our family all having one or the other or some mix of the two) cascading down and her silk robe fitting her just right.

"Good morning Mark. I hope you slept well."

"Yes ma'am. But I woke up way earlier than I wanted." I replied wearily.

"You always forget about the porthole. And please, no more 'ma'am's. You are an adult now." I was actually a bit surprised that she remembered the porthole problem. Apparently she took more interest in me than she ever let on.

"So, did you and Bryce have your traditional 'stay up late and play games' night?" Her tone had an edge to it. Like she was being mischievous.

"Um, yeah. Yeah we did." I chuckled as I thought about what Bryce and I had actually gotten up to.

"Still the same games? Or have you learned some new ones?"

"I picked up some new ones in college. They are a lot more exciting."

"Indeed?" She said, arching her eyebrow.

"Yeah, but Bryce is WAY better at them than anyone else I have played with." I was enjoying this play on words.

"I don't doubt that. I have always known that your sister was gifted."




Mark's Family Ch. 05



"She sure is. And playing with her is a FAR deeper experience than with others."

"Oh, I am quite certain of that. And I am betting that you are able play much longer and harder than anyone else she would possibly find." She emphasized the words 'longer' and 'harder'. Suddenly I was suspicious. Did she know? My mind began to search for clues. If she did know, how did she find out or figure it out. I decided to continue our verbal back and forth and see if it unearthed anything.

"Well, I like to think so." I said, as Aunt Nicole folded her paper, and took her dishes to the sink for Maria to wash. "Our games are definitely energetic. And Bryce wins over and over and over. But I always win in the end."

"I am very pleased to hear that Bryce wins so many times." She said, as she walked up behind me and bent, whispering into my ear. "But in the future, when you win, try and be sure not leave your winnings all over my carpet. Poor Maria had to rush to get it cleaned up while you two showered."

With that she headed out of the kitchen calling back to me: "I have to run some errands for the party later this week. You and your sisters and mother have fun until I get back this afternoon. I think you will find it all very enlightening." And she was gone.

My mind was reeling. How did she know? And now that she said it, I realized that the puddle Bryce and I had left from our vigorous love making was in fact gone when we came from the shower. And now that I thought about it, the room didn't reek of sex either. Maria had actually come in and quickly cleaned. I noticed that Maria hadn't spoken or moved. She was busily washing and rewashing the same dishes.

"Maria?" I said, as I came up behind her. "Did you spy on me and Bryce?" She nodded but didn't turn. I realized that in our passion, someone could have easily come into the room and we would have never noticed.

"I was checking to see if you were settled." She said nervously, still not turning. I moved closer.

"And you told Aunt Nicole?" She nodded again.

"How did she take it?"

"Miss Nicole did not seem surprised. And was quite happy and excited." Her voice trembled. I moved closer still, putting my hands on Maria's hips. She stiffened but didn't move away

"Did it excite you, Maria?" I said into her ear, my voice low and deep. She simply nodded, again.

I pressed against her, my crotch mashing against her firm butt cheeks. I was sure she could feel my cock stirring against her ass. She inhaled sharply and then pushed back against me for a second, before quickly spinning to face me.

"Oh, I am so sorry mister Mark. I cannot. Miss Nicole will not allow it while I am working." She said excitedly, as she looked up at me with her big brown eyes glittering. Her hand moved up my chest, tenderly caressing where Bryce had clawed at me the night before.

"You are now so handsome and manly." She sighed. And then shook her head and pushed me away. "Later. I must do my work. Please tell me you will take me, later."

"Count on it." I grinned at her.

"I look forward to it, very much." She smiled sweetly. "Now, what do you want for breakfast?"

She made a wonderful omelet, which I finished about the time that other family members started trickling downstairs, Shyla of course being the last one. After she had finished cooking, Maria left to go do some cleaning and such. Once gone, I told my ladies what had happened. Mom of course was practically mortified. Her own sister now knew that her children were having sex. By contrast, Shyla high fived Bryce for breaking in our rooms properly. I tried to convince mom that Aunt Nicole actually seemed to have expected it, but she was still upset.

I decided to help get her mind off it, and told her we should visit the stables. Now, I had no intention of riding myself. It had been a long time since I could partake in that. Horse sized equipment also means no actual riding of horses. But it would still be fun watching. I especially looked forward to seeing my various family members bounce up and down as they rode.

I have no idea how many acres my Aunt had, but I knew that she didn't have any neighbors for miles. The stables were so far out we had to take a golf cart. Both Lindsey and Bryce had really gotten into riding when they were young, and had regularly taken lessons, so it was they who got the horses saddled up. Mom, Bryce, and Lindsey rode around the fenced in area, doing various tricks or just casually riding. Shyla and I sat on the fence and watched.

"So, you gonna fuck Aunt Nicole?" She said casually, and out of nowhere.

"I think so...she's being all enigmatic. I also think there is more to it than just adding her to the stable." A gestured to my ladies riding around.

"Ugh. You always did love bad jokes." She smacked me in the arm. "What do you think it is?"

"I wish I knew. I don't know her that well, so she could just be acting dramatic. But she never does anything lightly." We both thought on this silently for a moment.

"Well, I bet it'll be hot, regardless." Shyla decided. I hoped she was right.

The day wore on, and later in the afternoon we were summoned to the main parlor. Aunt Nicole had returned from whatever errands she had been running. She sat us all down on the huge couch, standing before us in her professional looking knee-high skirt suit.

"I am going to ask that you all let me finish and not interrupt." She started. Her voice firm and commanding. It reminded me of Bryce when she was being forceful. We all nodded, and she started in full.

"I think by now, you are all aware of how, shall we say, special our Mark is." Everyone nodded vigorously, making me blush.

"Unlike most of you, I have been waiting for him to finally blossom for a long time. I have known for quite awhile that under our geeky boy, was a stud waiting to get out. Every year watching the bulge of his pants grow larger and larger. Seeing women fawn all over him." She said all of this while watching me intently. I looked around and realized that everyone was looking at me.

"I am sure that you all sensed it too. But, under the guise of morality, you ignored it or dismissed it." Again agreement. "When Bryce called me and told me about my little sister finally leaving her worm of a husband I knew that had all changed."

"Danielle," she said, addressing my mother, "Do you remember when I told you of your husband's infidelity? You told me that you couldn't leave that 'huge penis', I think is how you put it." My mother turned crimson, but nodded slightly. "I remember laughing, knowing that there was a whole world of much bigger and better cocks out there. But I also felt for you. My prim and proper sister was just like the rest of the family: a slave for a big piece of meat." My mother looked shocked. "That's right, Danielle. April, Ashley, and even myself go weak in the knees for cock. The bigger the better. And from what I gather from mom, this has been a long standing issue with the family."

That was all quite a revelation. And I could sort of see it. I mean, my mom was the only one of her sisters to get married. Aunt Ashley never married or even had serious boyfriends, yet she had three daughters. And Aunt April was aggressively sexual. She actually made out with one of her girlfriends in front of us as a family gathering (yes I said girlfriend). 

"At any rate, I knew that in order for you to leave that man, you would need to find really big cock. And since you are such a prude, you would never seek it out. I thought on it quite a lot, until something occurred to me. You had a nice big dick growing right under your nose." She looked at me as she said this. "So when Bryce called, I knew you had met a mega cock. And I wondered if this particular cock had just come home from college."

"I asked Bryce some leading questions about her big brother. She was practically gushing about her wonderful Mark, and I knew our closet stud had finally bloomed. And bloomed right into his sister and mother. If his charms could melt his mother, his other sisters wouldn't be far behind." She looked around the room at each of us.

"After Maria told me of Bryce and Mark's hardcore tryst before bed, I knew you were all ready."

"Ready for what?" Shyla asked.

"I said not to interrupt." Snapped my aunt. "Ready to join your Aunt, and find out how she has dealt with her own inner slut." We all looked at her, curiosity evident on our faces.

"In two days, I will be hosting one of my famous parties. A large gathering of friends and acquaintances coming together for one purpose. To fuck until they can't fuck any more. And I plan to introduce them to my sexy family." This was interesting. Not only the idea of some huge orgy, but watching my aunt be so animated and excited. She was normally so reserved, but here she was partially giddy with the thought of involving us all.

My mother spoke up. "I'm not comfortable with this. Being with my family is one thing but with strangers? I can't do that. And these are my babies you are throwing out to your friends!"

"Oh, mom!" Shyla whined, rolling her eyes.

My aunt walked to my mother, took her hand and pulled her into a standing position and kissed her tenderly one the lips. My mother's eyes shot open for a second before slowly closing and giving in to the pleasure. And then my aunt broke the kiss.

"My sweet sister. I don't want to change you. I will certainly not force you or even try and convince you. I would just ask that you allow your children to choose for themselves." Mom just nodded.

"Good. For now though, I suggest we adjourn to my bedroom." She said. Her smile telling exactly what she had in mind. Shyla jumped up excitedly and practically sprinted upstairs.

"Hell yeah! I have been dying for a fuck!" She yelled as she ran. My mom just smiled and took Lindsey's hand and led her to my aunt's room. Aunt Nicole held Bryce and me back.

"Maria told me that what she saw was amazingly intense." She beamed. "So I have no doubt that you are both very hot little fuckers. But I have also noticed a hint of something more. Even sitting here just now, I watched your hands move together, almost automatically. You've always been close. I take it you two have more going on than just sex?"

We both did the equivalent of digging our toes in the dirt bashfully.

"I thought so. Bryce, are you going to be ok with sharing him at my party?"

"I was a bit insecure early on. But he has shown me that how special I am to him. Besides, I think it would be pretty selfish of me to keep him all to myself. Wouldn't be fair to deprive the women of the world of so many wonderful orgasms." She grinned the same kind of mischievous smile my aunt had.

"Excellent choice my deadest niece! Now let's get you two upstairs." She said, grabbing both of our asses.

Aunt Nicole's room was huge, and had one of those enormous round beds. As a kid we had always wondered why she needed so much room. Now we knew why. Shyla had wasted no time, and was already naked on the bed, rubbing herself in anticipation. Mom was slowly undressing, but Lindsey was standing off to the side, looking concerned.

Up till now, I have probably made it sound like I hate Lindsey. I don't. None of us do. The only reason I enjoyed dominating her is because I knew it was what she would like, and would break her of her bitchy attitude. I moved over to her, while undressing, worried about her.

"What's the matter Lind?"

"Mark-" She started, before looking down as I dropped my boxers, my cock bouncing into view. "I mean, master." She remembered my rule. When my cock is out, I am to be called Master. 

"I, um, I'm worried about Aunt Nicole's party."

"You don't want go, do you?" I said comfortingly.

"I don't think so. Letting you guys own me is ok. I know you won't hurt me. At least not in a way I won't like." She smiled. "But I don't want to be a slave to just any old people."

"You don't have to go. You can keep mom company."

She beamed at me. I gave her a quick hug and then spanked her hard on the ass. "Now get those clothes off and get on the bed!" Which she quickly did.

Everyone was on the big bed, naked, looking expectantly at me. Except for Aunt Nicole. She stood, authoritatively, still dressed in her silk negligee. It showed off her slim toned body to a T. I could tell she was preparing to direct tonight's activities. I had other ideas. I walked over to her, my cock rising and swelling as I thought of what was to come. I was close enough (though still over a foot apart) that when it reached full length, it nestled in her belly button.

"I know you are used to getting you way with that thing, mister, but not tonight." She said defiantly. I just smirked.

"Yes, I am. And I AM going to get my way tonight. As a matter of fact, right now, you are going to kneel down and stuff your haughty little mouth full of my cock."

I heard someone gasp as Aunt Nicole and I locked stares. I had total confidence. I could just sense her desire. She wanted nothing more than to be filled with my meat. Neither of us blinked for a full minute. She continued to glare at me, doing her best to keep her composure and show me who was in charge. I simply smirked back at her, and flexed my dick, making it bounce up and down against her flat belly. I didn't turn and look, but I could feel the eyes of my sisters and mother glued to us in anticipation.

I saw my Aunt shudder slightly and then she began to slowly kneel, while she took hold of my dick in her delicate hand. Once on her knees, all pretence of control was gone. She immediately began licking and loudly slurping on my mammoth cock. She slid it across her face, and would slap it on her lips. Her eyes would wander back up to mine from time to time with an odd mix of anger and pure lust.

"Don't forget my balls."

"You horse-dicked bastard." She growled at me, before lifting my cock and massaging my nuts with her mouth.

I looked over at my family, and they were all in various states of groping and massaging one another, but their eyes were still on me and Aunt Nicole. They looked at me adoringly, yet at the same time in awe of the pure masculinity that had broken my Aunt's high and mighty ego.

After a while, I stood Aunt Nicole up and led her to the bed. I began ordering everyone around into different positions. I had Aunt Nicole move to the center on all fours and I slowly entered her from behind. Her cunt was tight, and she used her muscles to grip and ungrip me in an almost vice-like way, causing me to moan. She looked back at me, tossing her long hair out of the way with a vengeful look on her face. In response, I grabber her hips and slammed forward, driving her face into the bed, which muffled her scream.

I had Lindsey lie on her back beside me, and told Shyla to plant her own mound against Lindsey's and massage them together and then ordered Bryce to straddle Lindsey's face.

I continued thrusting into Aunt Nicole all the while she moaned and shrieked into the bed. I moved mom around in front of Aunt Nicole and then grabbed a handful of her wavy locks to pull her up only to shove her face down into her own sister's snatch. I stood a bit to allow myself better leverage and began to really pound her hard, causing her to scream into my mother's pussy which made mom in turn throw her head back and moan.

Next to us, Shyla had grabbed one of Lindsey's legs to help pull herself tightly against her sister while forcefully grinding their cunts together. Bryce had a blissful look on her face and she slowly swiveled her pussy against Lindsey's hungry and moaning mouth.

The room was filled with groaning and cries of pleasure mixed with sounds of the sloshing and squirting of various juices, and the occasional *smack* as I slapped my Aunt's ass. Suddenly it was all pierced by the wail of Aunt Nicole as a particularly huge orgasm crashed into her. She threw her head up and arched her back as she screamed through the biggest part. As she came down she turned to me.

"Damn, you horse hung fucker! No man has ever made me cum like that! Keep fucking me with that cock, stud! Fuck me with the biggest cock I have ever felt!" Shyla answered my aunt but cumming hard herself. I pushed Aunt Nicole's head back down between mom's thighs and kept humping.

This went on for some time. Mom would cum, grabbing her sister's head, and pulling it into her cunt hard. Bryce eventually stood from Lindsey's juice covered face and moved to Shyla, standing so that her mound was level with Shyla's face, allowing her to promptly eat Bryce's pussy.

Realizing I had an entire bed full of women that I could fuck, I pulled out of my aunt with a loud *plop*. She looked back at me, disappointed, but my mother shoved her back between her legs and wrapped her thighs around her head. I lay on my back, deciding to see who would jump at the opportunity. Shyla noticed first and practically threw Bryce away to get at me.

"Fuck yeah! `Bout time I got me some of that big dick!" She exclaimed and she quickly shoved her cunt over my cock. "Ooooh, big boy! I am going to fuck the shit out of you!"

She commenced to roughly bucking up and down over my cock. I just lay back and folded my arms under my head and let her work. She continued her normal stream of dirty talk.

"Come on you big dicked sister fucker! Fill me like no one else can! Let me add my cunt juice to Aunt Nicole's!" she screamed, as her tits vigorously flew up and down in front of me.

While laying there, I saw Aunt Nicole get up and lead Bryce to the closet. From it she produced a large dildo with straps on it. I say large, but compared to what these women had already taken from me, it was nothing. Aunt Nicole helped her strap it on, and Bryce strode forward confidently once it was attached. She went to Lindsey, who was just standing there watching me and Shyla and led her to stand over my head.

"Sorry big brother, you'll just have to listen to what I do for a bit." Bryce said, and pushed Lindsey down to straddle my face. As Bryce lowered Lindsey over my face, the world went dark. And I could barely make out sounds, as her thighs closed on my head. For a time, I simply reveled in the feel of Shyla bouncing and cumming on my cock, and the taste of Lindsey as she came on my mouth and tongue over and over.

When Lindsey lost enough strength, she collapsed back and I could see. Beside myself and the much slower moving Shyla, was Bryce using her strap-on to fuck our mother while Aunt Nicole massaged and kissed mom's boobs. Shyla had reached a point where her own orgasms had drained her so that she hardly doing much, so it wasn't difficult to move her off and crawl towards the remaining action.

Bryce was awkwardly humping away at our mother's pussy with her faux dick. This wasn't a motion she had a lot of practice with, so I decided to help her out. I pushed her parallel with mom, and slid into her from behind. I began pumping in and out. On the out stroke, Bryce would pull back from mom, sliding her own 'cock' from mom's cunt. When I slammed back in, Bryce's hips would be forced hard against our mother. In effect, I was fucking them both. They both went crazy.

"Oh, fuck me, my babies! Fuck your momma so good! Oh, god, I'm cumming!!!" Mom wailed.

"Help me fuck her, Mark! Harder! Fuck I'm cuuuuumiiiing!" Bryce shouted back at me.

Aunt Nicole stared at me the whole time. She had a devilish grin as she watched me work. I could almost see her mind working while she thought about the possibilities I would bring to her upcoming party.

Bryce continued to match my fucking, at the same time she was eagerly nursing on my mother's pillowy breasts. Bryce's moans and muffled screams of ecstasy reverberating through mom's tits added even more pleasure to what Bryce and I were already doing.

This whole act had been going on for well over and hour. The room reeked of all of our combined sweat and fuck juices. Holding out for this long meant that my load would be especially huge. I gave mom and sis a few more good cums before a pulled out and stood back, rapidly stroking my immense dick. All of the ladies immediately grouped together awaiting my inevitable blast. Each having a different look on their face and saying or doing different things to help me over the edge.




Mark's Family Ch. 05



Mom hefted her amazing bust, offering it as a target, a look of complete adoration on her face.

"Shoot that spunk from that horse cock! Drench all of your cock sluts in cum!" Shyla ordered while licking her lips and tugging on her nipples roughly.

"Cover me, master." Lindsey practically whispered before opening her mouth wide and extending her tongue to catch as much as she could.

Aunt Nicole simply continued with her devilish stare. She had yet to see me cum, and I could see her anxiousness in her eyes.

Lastly was Bryce, in the center. She looked at me softly and expectantly. Her face was still flushed from dozens of orgasms, but unlike the others, her eyes were not filled with lust. She was not giving him the powerful look she normally did during their fucking. Instead her eyes shone with love. As my first volley traveled down my shaft she mouthed the words 'I love you'.

The room filled with my thunderous grunts and groans as my cock erupted over my family. Each blast larger than most men's whole load, my massive balls churned and clenched as they unloaded. I kept cumming, making this one of my largest loads by far. I glazed my family, their breasts, faces, tongues, and filling their mouths.

When I was finally done, I slumped to the bed. Through slitted eyes, I could see each of the ladies licking and slurping cum from each other. Exchanging it through deep tongue filled kisses. Just before I passed out, I wondered how it could get any better than this. 



Mark's Family Ch. 06



I am going to preface this by saying that if sexual acts that are, shall we say, beyond reality, aren't up your alley, don't bother going further. This is a purposely over the top story, since that is what I want to write :) This has been an interesting experiment, and I have really valued the feedback. It has been especially interesting to read suggestions for things to come that were already in the works. If you read the previous chapter, you know about the upcoming party. I will be skipping it for this storyline. If people still want it, I can do it as a separate chapter. But folks seemed to want it kept in the family as much as possible. So, here, we continue and then will jump past the big party. Enjoy, and keep the feedback coming! Here are our players:

Mother, 43: Danni Ashe 

Oldest sister Shyla, 25: Shyla Stylez 

Younger sister Lindsey, 20: Lindsey Lohan (Mean Girls Era) 

Youngest sister Bryce, 19: Bryce Dallas Howard 

Aunt Nicole, 45: Nicole Kidman 

Maria, Nicole's Maid, 36: Paz Vega New: Candy, Mark's Grandmother, 65: Candy Samples

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I didn't get much sleep that night. Mind you, when I did sleep, I slept like the dead. But I kept getting woken up by my various family members sucking on or riding my cock. Not a bad way to wake up, let me tell you, but I was getting pretty worn out. I think the time I woke to Lindsey licking my dick, to which I responded by grabbing her and standing, her mouth full of my cock and my face buried in her pussy as I slammed my hips into her face for 20 minutes finally did me in.

When I woke in the morning, everyone was still asleep, including Bryce who had managed to entwine herself in my arms during the night. Aunt Nicole however, was gone. Despite my long night, I couldn't get back to sleep so I gingerly extracted myself from Bryce and headed downstairs. I could smell breakfast coming from the kitchen, and sure enough there was Aunt Nicole reading the paper and Maria cooking. For the first time in my life I looked at my Aunt and she actually looked a bit disheveled. Mind you, disheveled for her was still very elegant, but I felt kinda proud. I was pretty sure the bout I had with her around 1 AM, where I pinned her legs behind her ears and pounded her until she passed out had something to do with it. She smiled at me, then looked down and her smile grew. It was then that I realized I was naked still. My instinct was to cover up, until my brain reminded me that I had fucked everyone in the house. Well, almost everyone. I decided to rectify that.

I looked at my Aunt and then looked at Maria quickly then back at my Aunt. She knew what I was asking, and nodded, a lewd grin spreading on her face. I silently walked behind Maria, my cock quietly slapping my thighs. I quickly reached around and grabbed her full breasts, and pressed my groin into her ass roughly. Even after a full night, my member began to respond. Maria gasped.

"Mister Mark!" She whispered. "Not now! Your Aunt, she is right here!" Her voice was husky. It was obvious that Maria wished very much that my Aunt was elsewhere.

"I don't think Aunt Nicole will mind." I said, not toning down my voice at all. Maria jumped lightly in my arms, but didn't move away. "Do you have a problem with it Aunt Nicole?"

"Nothing is off limits to my nephew in this house. But Maria is very special to me, so take good care of her." My Aunt replied. Maria turned her head in surprise to see her longtime employer looking at her wickedly.

I wasted no time. I spun my Aunt's stunned maid around and lifted her, and her skirt as I did so, up onto the counter. I grabbed her head and brought her in for a hard sloppy kiss while my other hand ripped away her panties. My member had reached full mast causing the huge head to point at Maria's face. Her eye's went wide as she began to realize the true enormity of the situation. Her eyes stayed glued to my cock as I eased it down and lined it up with her quickly moistening slit. I rubbed it up and down a few times and began to try and stuff it in.

I momentary forgot a lesson I had learned in college. These last few weeks I had been spoiled by my family. The Bradley women seemed to be designed for big dick. So, while still tight for someone as enormous as me, I was able to fit without the effort I used to. The girls back in college had been a different matter. Some couldn't take my cock at all. Others required quite a bit of stretching before hand. So, as I pushed and met resistance, it came back to me that Maria may need a bit of work first.

I looked over at my Aunt who watched intently. She had a knowing smirk on her face that told me that she had anticipated my problem. She casually stood and walked over to us and pulled my cock head up and away from Maria's vagina. She took Maria's hand and placed it on my appendage and then moved her hand down to Maria's pussy and began working her fingers into her. Maria moaned and began to slowly jerk my massive organ. Her movements were inexperienced, and made me think that she hadn't had much time with a man. But her responses to my Aunt's fingers told that this wasn't the first time the two of them had been together.

I wrapped my hand around hers and guided it, showing her how it was done. Her eyes never left my cock. She was in absolute awe of it. A huge dollop of pre-cum oozed from the tip and she gasped. I took her hand and scooped up my copious juices and brought it to her lips. She looked down at it then looked into my eyes. Slowly, her tongue came out and licked. As she tasted it, her eyes closed and she moaned, then she brought her sexy lips down and sucked up what was left.

She went back to jerking up and down my shaft, adding her second hand in the process. I looked down to see that Aunt Nicole had worked in 4 fingers and was slowly trying to push her whole hand. While I was sure she was feeling it, it seemed that Maria was responding more to her masturbating of my rod than my Aunt's manipulations. Her breathing was quickening in time to the speed of her hands flying up and down my shaft. Maria let out a moan as my Aunt's slim hand finally pushed into her. As she worked her hand around, wet noises filled the air and Maria's hands gripped me tightly.

Aunt Nicole eventually pulled her hand free and whispered in my ear. "Be gentle at first, she's not built for you the way the rest of us are, stud." And then she left the room. With my Aunt gone, Maria spoke.

"Please mister Mark. I want it so badly!"

"You sure?" I asked in mock concern. "Once I am in you, you'll be ruined for other men."

"Yes!" She growled, grabbing behind my neck with both hands and pulling me in close. "I want you to ruin me!"

I lined up my cock and began to push. Again I met resistance, but a kept rubbing and pushing. Just from these efforts, Maria began to pant. After a few minutes of this the outside muscles of her pussy finally gave way and I felt the massive head pop in.

"DIOS MIO!" She screamed. I felt a fresh wave of juices cover my cock as her hips pounded up and down in orgasm. I waited for her to come down before I resumed feeding her hungry pussy. I had to work much slower than with my family members. Part of me didn't like it. I liked being able to just slam it home. At the same time, Maria was going nuts, which was a huge turn on. Her pussy was gushing, the muscles contracted constantly. She wrapped her legs around me as best she could as her arms raked my back and she babbled incoherently in Spanish. So it was a decent trade off. I bottomed out with much of my cock still uncovered, but I had been used to that in college. I let her rest and get used to the size for a few minutes, and then I started fucking. Slowly at first, but building steam.

She continued cumming the whole time. The strength in her arms ran out, and she fell back before I caught her and held her up. Spanish continued to flow out of her mouth. The only word I understood was my own name, which was shouted over and over again. Once I finally built some speed, her words changed to shrieks and grunts. I could tell she was already exhausted. Something I didn't miss from college girls was how short they lasted. I could fuck Bryce for over and hour, where as Maria was about to pass out after ten minutes. Her head was now lolling and her body was practically limp. I gave her one last quick series of thrusts, causing a last powerful orgasm which elicited a scream, and she was out. As I laid her gingerly on the counter, clapping came from behind me.

I turned, and there was Bryce, grinning at me as she slowly clapped. She sauntered up to me and threw her arms around my waist, pushing my still hard cock between us, and kissed me sweetly.

"Well, well" She said as we broke our kiss. "My studly brother sure gets around, doesn't he?"

"Better get used to it sis. I plan on fucking a lot more women." I grinned at her slyly.

"Oh, I'm sure. I'll be helping you. It's kind of a turn on to watch. By the way, I can't help but notice that you didn't quite finish." She said, as she put her hand around my steel hard rod.

"Yeah, seems non-family members have a hard time keeping up. Think you could help me out?"

"My pleasure." she purred as she sank to her knees and engulfed my cock in her warm mouth. She easily slid down to the base, working my shaft with her tongue and throat muscles and staring at me with those beautiful eyes. She worked on me languidly, making sure to emphasize how she could take all of me, like no one else in the family could. I leaned back on the counter and enjoyed the sensations her magic mouth caused my cock.

It wasn't long before her sucking became more forceful. I looked down and could see her eyes pleading to me. I smiled as I though that she had been playing it so cool, but her patience had worn off and now she just wanted her brother's hot load filling her belly. I took her sweet face in my hands and began to move my hips against her. Quickly speeding up and fucking her mouth. I reached down and felt her throat, my excitement rising from the feeling of it bulging as my cock slithered up and down, in and out. The pleading in her eyes changed to lust as I fucked. She knew I was trying to move to orgasm as fast as possible to give her what she craved. Her hands began to fondle my balls, and a familiar tingle crept from them and down my shaft.

"Here it comes!" I grunted "Swallow it all, my favorite slut!"

I pulled almost all the way out, knowing she would want to taste every drop, and the first blast surged from my cock. I unloaded jet after jet into her hungry month, and she swallowed it all into her filling belly. When I finally finished, I slumped against the counter as she finished cleaning my dick. She hummed contentedly as she did and stood when she finished.

"You know," she said with a hint of mischief in her voice. "I didn't really do that for you."

"Oh? Then why did you."

"I needed breakfast, and you fucked our cook into a coma."

We both laughed, and then I picked up Maria and gingerly took her to her quarters and laid her on her bed. When I came back to the kitchen, Lindsey and Mom were up and we helped each other make breakfast. We all had fun. Joking and laughing, and tons of playful patting and grabbing (since we were all still naked). The day went on, clothes eventually were put on, we watched TV, played games, Shyla got up around noon. Maria made an amazing lunch. And I must say, I had never seen her so peppy. She was, of course, extra attentive to me, which my siblings teased me about, saying it wasn't fair that I got extra food just because I screwed the maid. To which I responded by saying that an extra huge member gave me an extra huge appetite.

Later in the afternoon, I felt like something was going down. Mom and Aunt Nichole were acting suspicious, and from them it passed to the girls and Maria. I knew something was up. In that past I would have been more suspicious. But now I figured that whatever it was, I would probably enjoy it. As it turned out, however, they were just going shopping. Not something I was interested in, especially as my Aunt babbled about shoes and things. So, they all headed out and I went to my room and watched TV. I kinda just zoned out, even nodded off a few times.

Not sure how long it was after they left, when I was startled out of my vegging by someone clearing their throat in my doorway. Jerking my head in surprise, standing at the threshold of my room, was my globe trotting Grandmother.

"Grandma Candy!" I exclaimed and jumped and ran to her, scooping her into a hug.

Grandma Candy as us kids called her was the Bradley family matriarch. She was a powerful figure amongst the family, but not necessarily a very present one. Apparently, once all of her girls graduated High School, she began to travel and never looked back. Not to say that she wasn't there for her girls, and she certainly took care of them financially, but she came and went like the wind. And that trend continued for her grand kids. She did show up for big events, and random visits, but more often than not, she was globetrotting. Oddly, she wasn't the type to brag about her exploits. She rarely talked about them. Always more interested in the doings of her family.

And here she was, standing in my doorway. She wore some khaki slacks and a top that could do nothing to hide her tremendous assets. Grandma Candy was definitely where the boob gene in the family came from. She made my Mom, Shyla, my Aunt April, and even my cousin Christina look small by comparison. And right now, those mountains were pressed into my chest.

"I'm happy to see you too Mark." She said excitedly as she hugged me back, before pulling me to the bed to sit.

"What brings you back to the states? I had no idea you were coming back."

"You really don't know?" She asked, grinning at me. She had the look I had seen in the eyes of many of my family members, and I suddenly knew why she was here.

"Because of me?"

"Smart boy. Yes, you. When I got a call from someone as prudish as your mother, telling me what an amazing lay her son is, I felt that definitely deserved a flight back home." As she looked into my eyes, I saw lust, but not the uncontrollable lust I was used to.

"So, yes, I came here for you, but not just for your cock." It was shocking to hear that word come from my own Grandmother's mouth. "I also came here to enlighten you a bit."

"About what?"

"Your family. Have you never wondered about why you are the only male?"

"I guess, a little. I never really thought about it much." I hadn't. Especially since I did have a father, unlike my mother, aunts and cousins.

"Well, you are special Mark. Even my great grandmother talked about how there had never been any male Bradley's born. Your silly mother is the first of us to ever actually marry." She said this last part in an exasperated tone. "At any rate, let me tell you a bit about your family history." I nodded, my face showing my obvious interest.

"I am certain you have noticed the obvious family traits. Blond hair like you and me, red hair like Bryce and your Aunts, and in between like your mother." I nodded sagely. "And I am sure you haven't been blind to the fact that we all fall into two body types; slim like your Aunt Nicole and curvy and busty." With that she thrust out her already impressive chest. Then she chuckled as my eyes bugged out.

"But the real constant in our family is our huge sex drive and craving for large dicks."

"Even you?" Despite all that had happened with my family members, I was still somewhat surprised.

"Especially me, dear! There's a reason I never told you kids much about my travels. I've basically been hopping around the world looking for the best sex I could find."

I know I shouldn't have been, but I was taken aback.

"That's right, your old grandmother has been spanning the globe looking for great sex and huge cocks!" I think she was enjoying the shocked look on my face. But she only teased for a second. "Oh, I'm sorry sweetie, I couldn't resist. At any rate, it has been a long stating 'tradition' in our family. As a matter of fact, that is largely where the family fortune came from."

"You mean, our family made all our money from sex?"

"Well, way back they did. And if you think about it, what's so bad about that? Our family loves sex, we are really good at it, so why not have someone pay us for it?" It actually made sense.

"Luckily" she continued "I haven't had to do that. Mind you, plenty of men have spent large amounts of money on me, but that was wining and dining and gifts. But what I am trying to say is that your family is unique. And you are even more unique within our family. A stud born into the midst of all of these highly sexed, and often unsatisfied women." I must have blushed, because she giggled at me.

"I think it's so cute when you get shy. Especially when I think about the things your mother and Aunt have been telling me." She put her hand on my face, gently, to comfort me. "Well, enough being shy. It's time for your old grandma to check out your goods!" 

With all of the things I have done with my family, I'm not sure why I was being so shy, but I was. Grandma Candy was having none of it, however. 

"Stand up, pants down mister!" 

I got to my feet and dropped my pants. The boxers were close behind. My cock hung limp and heavy as my Grandmother got up and knelt before me. 

"Very nice." Was all that she said. I was a bit disappointed, as I was used to women swooning over it or having their eyes bug from their sockets. Grandma Candy however, was terribly casual about it. She held it in her hand and moved it around as she examined it. Her delicate touch made sure it didn't stay soft for long. As it slowly rose to the occasion, she continued to gently examine it, but didn't really say anything. 

"Very nice, indeed." She said, once it had reached full mast. Again, she read my face and could see the disappointment. 

"Sweetie, you have to keep in mind I have seen thousands upon thousands of dicks. Yours isn't the longest or thickest." This did nothing to help my flagging ego. Then she looked up at me and her smile changed to a naughty grin. 

"No, not the longest or thickest." She said as she switched her gentle examination to firm strokes. "But considering how long it and thick it is, it is one of the hardest." Her face was very close to my cock. I could feel her hot breath against it as she spoke, her voice changing from sweet to husky.

"So hard! These thick veins, crisscrossing your fat cock...I can't wait to feel them rubbing my insides. And these balls! You must come gallons!" She looked back up at me with a glint it her eye. Had she been toying with me earlier, or was she toying with me now? I didn't really think much on it. Her words were driving all thought from my head as my cock twitched in anticipation.

She ran her mouth along the length of my cock, base to tip, never actually touching. I could feel her hot, moist breath. The thought of what her mouth must feel like caused the head of my dick to ooze a huge dollop of pre-cum. Seeing this, she stuck her tongue out. It was incredibly long and came to a narrow point, which she promptly stuck deep into my cumslit. She wriggled it around, getting as much of my pre-cum as possible, and causing me to moan from the sensation. Once she had cleaned me out, she slowly pulled her tongue back and licked her lips sexily. Then she gently planted her lips on my massive mushroom head, kissing it before slowly working her lips further and deeper.

She engulfed the length of my cock millimeter by millimeter. She was agonizingly yet tantalizingly slow and methodical. Several minutes went by before I felt my cock head reach her throat. Without so much as a pause she continued her slow advance, letting it slide down her throat. Her throat muscles massaged my dick expertly, it was obvious she had done this many times before. With only a couple inches left, she reached her limit, an impressive task to be sure. Her eyes twinkled at me, showing her obvious pride for being able to take so much of my immense member. As slowly as she had worked it in, she worked it back out until the head left her mouth.




Mark's Family Ch. 06



"Never had that much of your big dick in a woman's mouth before, have you?" She said, gloating. Little did she know that Bryce could easily take my whole length. Now it was my turn to tease her. I just looked at her, my expression making it obvious that, yes in fact someone had taken more.

"Reeeeally? How much and who? It had better be someone in the family." She was obviously surprised, but didn't seem upset. It sounded more like professional curiosity.

"It is. Bryce. She can take the whole thing. In her mouth and pussy." I know my tone gave away how proud I was of her.

"Of all my girls, innocent little Bryce? I look forward to seeing that."

"Not as much as I look forward to showing you." I grinned.

"I'll bet. But for now, I'm more interested in seeing this thing go into me." She said, standing. I was used to short blow jobs, since most women were so eager to feel me in their cunt. Seems my Grandmother was no exception.

I watched at my Grandmother began removing her clothing. For a woman in her 60's she looked amazing. Heck, she had quite a few 20 year olds beat. Creamy smooth skin, curvy body, and of course her greatest assets: her massive breasts. When they finally came into view, my dick jerked. Still very pretty firm after all these years, capped with good sized areola and hard thick nipples, my mouth began to water.

"Let's go, stud!" She called to me, knocking me out of stupor. She was laying on the bed, with her legs spread, ready and waiting for me to climb on top of her. But I had other ideas.

"I was hoping you could be on top..." I continued to act like a nervous child. Something about the way she held herself, combined with her status as the matron of the family stole my usual sexual confidence.

"Someone wants his grandmother's boobs dangled in his face, doesn't he? Well, I certainly don't have a problem with that!"

I eagerly hopped onto the bed and onto my back, my humongous cock pointing at the ceiling. Grandma Candy stood on the bed and straddled me, crouching slightly as she lined up my pole with her fur lined pussy. She rubbed the head against her dripping lips a few times, and then lowed herself onto me. In one long motion, I sank all the way to her cervix, my massive head lodging squarely against it. She fell forward and moaned.

"Ooooooooh. So very long and thick. My grand-baby has such a wonderful pussy pleaser." Her praise renewed some of my confidence. Moving my head up, I grabbed one of her massive breasts and latched on, sucking gently and rolling her erect nipple with my tongue.

"That's it dear, grandma loves when her breasts get attention." I continued my assault, sucking harder and even chewing on her rubbery teat slightly. She hadn't yet moved on my cock, but I could feel her strong cunt muscles contracting as I manipulated her tits.

"That's it Marky. You have a wonderful mouth. You're making gramma feel SOOOOOO good!" I switched to her other breast, not wanting it to feel left out. At the same time I began to slowly roll my hips, making slow shallow movements in her vagina. This elicited a deep moan from her and a fresh layer of juice coated my cock. My slight motions seemed to prompt her into action, and she began to slowly bounce up and down. Thus far, she had been very good at being patient and going slow. But now that things were in full swing, it seemed she was having a much harder time keeping control. Her bouncing quickly elevated to wild bucking. Pulling forward enough so that just my head was in, then slamming back down as far as she could take me. It reached a point where I could no longer keep my lips planted on her luscious breasts. I let them swing free and they flew wildly above me.

Without her breasts to play with, I decided I wanted a bit more interaction. I pulled her off my cock, eliciting a whine, got out from under her and moved behind her. I teased her pussy for a few minutes, rubbing the head of my cock around her entrance. She wiggled her hips at me, causing her ass to shake. Obviously she didn't want any more teasing, so I grabbed her hips and slammed home without mercy. She exhaled deeply as I drove the air from her lungs. Slowly, I pulled out than slammed in again powerfully. I repeated this over and over. Painfully slow exit, brutally fast entrance. Grandma Candy didn't say anything, just grunted moaned and swayed to my motions.

After about ten minutes of this I changed my slow hammering to full blown fucking. The sudden quick in and out changed my grandmother's grunts into squeals. She began pushing back into me, matching my thrusts.

"Yes, yes, YES! Pound your grandmother's pussy!" She shrieked at me. I pummeled her insides with my huge weapon. Her earlier casual attitude was spurring me on. I was determined to prove what a stud I was. I reached around and mauled her madly wobbling tits as I hammered away.

I then moved low, practically laying on top of her, hunching my hips with short fast strokes. I licked, kissed, and nibbled her neck and ear as she cried out with a rapid series of "Oh, oh, oh, oh" in time with my quick trusts. Her volume began to grow as a really big orgasm approached. She got so loud that the porthole to my room was rattling. Just as she reached her peak, I pulled almost all the way out and then slammed home as hard as I could, while pinching her nipples roughly. She let out an earsplitting wail for over a minute and then collapsed forward as her arms and legs gave out.

I lay on top of her, panting, with my cock still buried deep inside her. I could still feel her pussy muscles milking my cock as her orgasm subsided. And I could feel the wet spot on the bed growing as more and more of our juices drooled out of her.

Eventually I pulled out and rolled her over. I looked at the bedside clock and couldn't believe how long we had been at it. Grandma sure could take a hard fucking. She looked up at me, an adoring look on her face. She wearily raised her hands and cupped my face. She just looked at me, her eyes misty, before pulling me down for a long hug.

"You've made your grandmother feel SOOOO good." She purred into my ear. "Now I want you to give me one more big cum with that womb pounder."

I pulled back and inserted my massive cock into her gooey opening. I slid in slowly, and when I hit bottom my grandmother moaned and wrapped her legs around me and pulled me down on top of her. Slowly and methodically I worked in and out of her, her feet bouncing on my ass. She ran her fingers through my hair and her nails down my back as I kissed her neck. I could feel her thick nipples digging into my chest as our sweaty bodies rubbed together.

"Ooooooh, baaaaaby...how did you know that I wanted a nice slow fuck? God your cock feels so good sliding in and out of me."

"I could just tell." Was all I said. And really that was all I knew. I just had a way to read women.

I continued my slow movements, rolling my hips, changing my speed and depth slightly. She continued to caress me, pulling me in tighter and clawing slightly at my back when she came. "Maaaaaarrrrrk" she would moan into my ear, as she did. I kept with up for quite some time, with her cumming many many times. I began to speed up, bringing her orgasms closer and closer together. She moaned my name louder and louder as I did until she was almost shrieking it. My slow movements were now more forceful. Her toes curled as I pushed her smaller orgasms together to build to one big orgasm. I also let my own orgasm build as I did so.

"YES! YES MARK! Give me a big one! Fuck your grandma's pussy! Make it cum all over that: Huge! Fucking! COCK!" Then I felt her pussy clamp down hard on me as she screamed incoherently. Her hips moved up and down as she came and her copious juices spewed out around my mammoth dick. And I knew I was going to have some deep scratches on my back.

When she finished, I pulled out and straddled her chest. She knew exactly what I wanted, and I was sure I was far from the first guy that wanted it. She grinned wickedly as she scooped her huge tits together and placed my slimy cock between them. I began fucking the deep valley between them, my massive balls dragging along her belly. She pushed her breasts together tightly and began to shimmy them up and down along my length as I worked it in and out.

"Yeah, fuck those titties. You love your grandma's titties don't you Mark. Show me how much you love 'em. Fuck them with that big beautiful cock and them cover me in cum. Drown me in it stud! I know those huge fucking balls have enough to drench me!" She yelled in between sticking her long tongue out and licking the underside of my cock head as it passed.

I loved dirty talk, and coming from my own grandmother was too much for me. I felt the first surge of cum getting ready to fire, so I buried my cock head deep in her cleavage and pressed her meaty tits around it tightly. The first enormous blast spewed out, coming out all along her cleavage due to the pressure. My grandmother tilted her head up and caught the cum that came out of the top along her tongue, while still shimmying her breasts for extra pleasure. Three or four more blasts followed before my grandmother roughly grabbed my firing cannon with both hands and stuffed it in her mouth. She expertly swallowed the remaining dozen or so blasts.

Spent, I leaned back away from her and watched as she purred while she rubbed my initial load into her pillowy breasts. When she finished I rolled next to her and caught my breath. She turned to me and propped her head up on her arm and observed me. Then she finally spoke.

"Mark...that was amazing."

"So, how was it compared to the 'thousands upon thousands of dicks' you've had before?" She giggled.

"I knew that would get you going. Baby, that was easily the best fuck I have ever had."

"Really?" I said, turning to her.

"Marky, I have visited a many many places. I actually found a monastery in China with sex monks. Sex monks! Guys that spend their whole lives fucking to gain enlightenment. And you were better than an orgy with almost a dozen of them.

I rolled back onto my back and grinned up at the ceiling. Grandma Candy's hand reached out and caressed my sweat covered chest.

"I'm not sure what it is. I've had longer. I've had fatter. I've had guys with more technique. But you mix it all together with something intangible. Just feeling you inside of me was better than sex with most of the guys I have been with."

I continued to stare at the ceiling.

"So, now that I have tested you out, as your grandmother, I am ordering you to get out there and share yourself with the rest of your family."

"You order me, huh? Well, I wouldn't want to let my own grandmother down." I said, chuckling. I certainly wasn't going to let her down. 



Mark's Family Ch. 07



I am going to preface this by saying that if sexual acts that are, shall we say, beyond reality, aren't up your alley, don't bother going further. This is a purposely over the top story, since that is what I want to write :) This has been an interesting experiment, and I have really valued the feedback. It has been especially interesting to read suggestions for things to come that were already in the works. As I said last chapter, I am skipping Aunt Nicole's party and moving on. If people still want it, I can do it as a separate chapter. But folks seemed to want it kept in the family as much as possible. So, here we continue jumping past the big party. Enjoy, and keep the feedback coming! Here are our players:

Mother, 43: Danni Ashe Oldest sister Shyla, 25: Shyla Stylez Younger sister Lindsey, 20: Lindsey Lohan (Mean Girls Era) Aunt Nicole, 45: Nicole Kidman Maria, Nicole's Maid, 36: Paz Vega Candy, Mark's Grandmother, 65: Candy Samples Youngest sister Bryce, 19: Bryce Dallas Howard 

New:

Aunt Ashley, 42: Ashley Judd Oldest Cousin Christina, 24: Christina Hendricks Middle Cousin Renee, 20: Renee Olstead Youngest Cousin Hayden, 18: Hayden Panettiere

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The party ended up being a huge success, at least for those of us that participated. For years afterward, Aunt Nicole would tell me about friends that whined and begged to get me back. From time to time I would, but I found that family members were always the best.

We spent the next couple of weeks around Aunt Nicole's. It pretty much encompassed what would become normal for our family get togethers: Normal family fun mixed with lots of fucking. The family also did a wonderful job of giving me and Bryce time alone. It was pretty obvious at this point that we were in love, so they gave us space when they sensed we needed it. Time for dates or just sleeping alone. But Bryce was also great about not keeping me to herself. As a matter of fact she quite enjoyed sharing me. Which is why I shouldn't have been surprised at what she suggested one night. As we lay in my room cuddling she brought something up, out of the blue.

"So, I think we should go out to Aunt Ashley's farm."

"Whoa, where did that come from."

"Oh, come on Mark. You HAVE to have been thinking about the rest of the family." Actually I had, but very little. I had my hands full enough with 7 women already. But I occasionally had thought about what Grandma Candy had said. About me going out and spreading myself to the rest of the family. It was a nice thought. Especially after being reminded time and time again of the limitations of most women in regards to my size and stamina. And, let's face it, my family is hot.

"Apparently you're thinking about it right now." Bryce giggled, and gave my inflating cock a squeeze. "Well, you need to stop. I'm already exhausted from earlier. A girl only has so many holes, and they can only take so much." I chuckled at her, and gave her a quick kiss and then we snuggled together.

"Well, I guess I should come clean. When I said 'I think we should got out to the farm', I meant 'We're leaving for the farm the day after tomorrow'."

"Do I have a say in this?"

"Not really. You'll fuck who I tell you, and like it." We laughed, and I squeezed her tight.

"OK, my dear. To Aunt Ashley's we go."

***

The next day Aunt Nicole had a big feast in our honor. It was weird to me, since it wasn't like we were dropping off the face of the earth. But I guess it would be a few weeks before any of them would see us again. And there was an air of Bryce and I going out into the world together. That was kinda sweet.

I made sure that no one had told my Aunt or Cousins about our new family life. I wanted to see how things unfolded. It was a lot more exciting that way, as opposed to potentially showing up to be greeted at the door by four naked women fighting for my dick. Actually that would have been kind of cool too. So, they knew we were coming, but nothing of our carnal activities.

Anyway...that night we had a LONG family orgy session that no doubt caused many hours of clean up work for poor Maria. But I doubt she would complain considering how much she enjoyed helping make said mess. The next morning everyone helped us pack, said our goodbyes (with mom being particularly tearful). Aunt Nicole had her driver take us to the airport, and off we were from East coast to Midwest.

Unlike our last flight, Bryce and I just talked and joked and flirted. Nothing overt. We knew it may be a few days before we got to be 'couply', so we wanted to get it out of our system. When we landed, we didn't exactly receive an enormous welcome. My cousins were absent. Only Aunt Ashely was in attendance. She stood there with only a slight smile, gave us both quick but firm hugs and dragged us to her truck.

Aunt Ashley was the no nonsense sister of the four. With her inheritance she had moved out and bought a farm. Over the years, despite a lack of husband or any boyfriends any of us heard about she had three daughters: Christina, Renee, and Hayden. Aunt Ashely was very strict and direct, but could also be very loud and boisterous when she let her hair down.

As she drove, she chatted us up in pleasant enough conversation. It was one of those conversations where you were never sure how much attention she was paying since she didn't really respond facially, nor did her eyes leave the road. I almost wanted to blurt out 'Bryce and I are having sex' just to get a reaction.

The drive took about an hour before we pulled into Aunt Ashley's farm. Now, when I say farm, I don't mean all back woods and lack of amenities. Remember, she received a hefty inheritance when she graduated high school. She had a huge three story farm house (The third being a huge attic) and an enormous barn with a big fenced in corral. When we pulled up, Christina was hanging laundry. I didn't see Hayden or Renee, but it wasn't long before they came running up to greet us. Didn't seem like their lack of presence at the airport was self inflicted. They all seemed eager to see us.

I hadn't seen any of them in about 4 years. There were letters and whatnot, but that certainly didn't prepare me for how much they had changed since I last saw them. Even Christina, who would have been 20 when I last saw her, had changed significantly. They had each been bean poles when I last saw them, looking to turn out like their mother. What greeted me was a bit different.

Little Hayden, who had been gangly, curve-less, and in braces last I knew was the first to hug Bryce and me as we exited the truck. The girl who hugged us was anything but what I remembered. Bright white flawless smile, golden tresses, skin bronzed from days working in the sun, and a tight curvy body. Sure, she wasn't as stacked as the boob side of the family, but she was curvier than her mother. She wore a pair of daisy dukes and a tied off shirt, showing her tight tummy and lifting her chest.

"It's so great to see you guys! It's been, like, forever!" She beamed as she hugged each of us.

Next up was Renee. She too had filled out. Unlike her sister, she had the red hair gene, which also have her the fair skin/freckle genes. She was a bit more shy towards me than Bryce, and didn't say much.

Last was Christina. Her face looked like what I remembered; soft porcelain skin, pink full lips, deep eyes, soft warm smile. She wore an old style dress, like something out of 'Little House on the Prairie'. But she filled it out like no one on that show ever could. The breasts that her dress was straining to contain were only rivaled by my grandmother. She gave each of us a warm hug.

"It warms my heart to see you Mark." She whispered into my ear as I received my hug. She had always been kinda earthy. It was a pleasant sensation having her huge tits crushed between us.

After the hello's, the girls swarmed my sister, grabbing her luggage, and dragged her upstairs. I gathered my own bags and followed. When I hit the foot of the stairs, my Aunt stepped in front of me.

"Sorry mister. You all aren't kids anymore. No sharing beds for you." Used to be when we visited we would all cram into the few beds available. She pointed and threw her arm towards the den. "Couch for you." She had a glint in her eye...like she was enjoying being mean to me. It didn't make sense. I could sleep on the floor or something. She didn't budge, so I moved off towards the den.

"Get cleaned up, Hayden and Renee should have dinner done shortly." She called back to me.

Sure enough, Aunt Ashely shouted that dinner was ready a few minutes later. Dinner at the farm was always a chaotic affair. Lots of food, passing of said food, and then eating of that food. The girls peppered Bryce with questions and stories, with little attention paid to me. Aunt Ashley was quiet through much of it, until she broke it up and ordered her girls to clean up.

I'd like to say that there were all kinds of hidden flirtations leading to amazing sex that night. Sadly it wasn't the case. Aside from some glances from Bryce, everything seemed pretty normal. Later in the evening the women all went upstairs and I was left alone in the den. I slept fitfully, since it had been quite some time since I had slept alone.

As usual, I got up early. Aunt Ashley hired people to take care of most of the more grueling labor, so no one had to get up at the crack of dawn. As such, I was the first up. I decided to surprise everyone and make breakfast. Hayden came down first. She still seemed half asleep, but she was quite a sight. She wore only a white t-shirt, barely long enough to hide her naughty parts. But it did give a great view of her legs, which I suddenly wanted wrapped around me. She seemed surprised to see me cooking.

"GUYS! MARK'S COOKING BREAKFAST!' She yelled up the stairs before coming to watch me finish cooking.

Aunt Ashley came down quickly thereafter, already dressed for the day unlike her youngest. She saw what Hayden was wearing and yelled at her.

"Get your ass upstairs, we have a man in the house!" And Hayden scurried off.

Aunt Ashely gave me a dirty look and then begrudgingly helped me finish, despite me not asking her too. The rest of the girls came down, all dressed, with Hayden following shortly after. They all fussed over how sweet it was of me to cook and how good the food was (I learned from mom, and she is an amazing cook). But Aunt Ashley continued to give me dirty looks.

After breakfast Aunt Ashley sent the girls to do their chores and left Bryce and I to our own devices, which Bryce quickly took advantage of. Firstly, after making sure we were alone, she gave me a tongue thrashing, breath stealing, soul searching kiss. Once that was over, and I had regained my senses she regaled some things she had learned the night before, staying up with our cousins.

First off, I wasn't wrong in thinking I had been getting the cold shoulder the day before. It seemed that Aunt Ashley wasn't particularly happy with me visiting. Apparently our Aunt had been in a bad break-up a few months back, the details of which our cousins were tight lipped about, so she was currently very anti-male. Not to mention an apparent string of losers (three of which were the fathers of my cousins). So the girls were afraid of being too friendly with 'the enemy'. None of the girls had any boyfriends because of this. The only men on the farm were hired workers, whom my Aunt treated like dogs. Luckily it seemed my breakfast skills had melted that fear in the girls.

Since they hadn't been receptive to me, they had peppered Bryce with questions about what I was up to and how much I had changed. Apparently they too had different memories of us. In my case, a skinny geek. They seemed especially interested in whether I had a girlfriend.

Also, Hayden was quite inquisitive about Bryce's sex life. Of course Bryce didn't let on about her and I. She just told Hayden that she had found a horse-hung stud that fucked her to satisfaction and then some. Apparently Hayden was quite the sex pot, as she kept badgering Bryce for details. Complaining that her own exploits were never enough to fill or satisfy.

"Based on how turned on she was getting as I gave her those details, I don't think she will be particularly difficult to bed, Mark. Renee, however...she may be tough." Bryce mused, as she regaled me of their late night girl party.

Apparently Renee was pretty uptight. She was turning crimson throughout much of the night. Especially at Bryce's description of me (not that the girls knew it was me). I figured that might pose an interesting challenge. And Christina...well, despite her dressing like a Quaker during the day, apparently at night she slept nude. Bryce just teased me saying that I was really going to enjoy that one.

After a bit, We both started feeling like leeches. All of our family working while we sat around. So I came up with the idea of cleaning the pool. Once we saw it however, I regretted that idea. It looked like it hadn't been cleaned since the previous summer. But we set out to do it anyway.

By noon, we were still working. Christina called us in for lunch, but I just asked Bryce to bring me some water. I didn't want to break my stride. By four, I was pretty much done. Scrubbing, filtering, scooping, and chlorinating. Exhausted, I plopped down on a lounge chair and rested.

A few minutes later I heard the door to the house open and out walked Bryce and Hayden in bikini's. Bryce's was a simple polka dot affair, but Hayden's was one of those high hipped barely covering anything styles. Both women were visions.

"I appreciate the eye candy ladies. Would have been great inspiration while I was working."

"Aren't you the charmer?" Hayden replied back. She gave me a sly little look that hinted at more than just her amusement with my statement.

"Aunt Ashley told us all to get changed and use the newly cleaned pool. She seemed pretty impressed that we did it." Bryce informed me. "The others should be down shortly."

And in fact, they were. Renee came down in a modest one piece. Modest it may have been, but it didn't hide her curves. Christina also wore a one piece, and that one piece was threatening to explode. Lastly my Aunt came down. I was a bit surprised to see her in a bikini, figuring she would be conservative (as she had been thus far). But the simple red bikini she had showed off her toned tightness wonderfully

I headed upstairs to change and came back to a pool full of ladies splashing and playing. Aunt Ashley was by the grill cooking steak and chicken. I joined the girls in the pool and we spent the next while playing your typical silly pool games like Marco Polo. Before long, and I must say this allowed for tons of accidental contact. Aunt Ashley called us out and we ate a simple but wonderful meal. When we finished, we threw caution to the wind and ignored the 'wait 30 minutes before swimming' rule and jumped back in. Aunt Ashley laid down on a lounge and watched. I caught her smiling slightly. It was as though she didn't want to enjoy our antics, but she did. I decided to push things a bit.

"Aunt Ashley, why don't you join us, the water's great!' I called, pulling myself out of the water. The girls chorused various forms of agreement. She just waved me off dismissively.

I quickly moved to her chair and scooped her up and tossed her into the pool. The girls all looked at me in shocked horror. Aunt Ashley's head came up out of the water and her eyes immediately went to me. She had a hard look in her eyes.

"Markus Bradley," She growled "You are in SO much trouble!"

I HAD pushed it too far. She may have been warming up but apparently not enough. The girls continued to watch fearfully. I could tell they were worried for me. But then, the edges of my Aunt's mouth moved up ever so slightly.

"Girls, get 'em!" She shouted. Hayden was the first to realize that everything was all right. She hooted and dashed out of the pool after me. The others quickly followed with Aunt Ashley in the rear. Now, I could easily have evaded them and out muscled them. But what fun would that be? They 'caught' me and dragged me back into the water. I spent the next several minutes being dunked, dunking them and just general playful wrestling. With all of the sleek soft wet female flesh rubbing against me, I was surprised I didn't rip my trunks from the massive boner I was sporting. Especially after someone grabbed it and felt along the whole length.

After awhile we all peeled off, out of breath but still laughing and giggling. Aunt Ashley was probably the loudest of all. We relaxed for a good while as it slowly got dark. One by one, folks headed inside with Bryce and I being the last. Once alone she came over to me, with a huge smile.

"You ARE such a charmer." She whispered, before kissing me softly and exiting the pool. I followed not long after.

Exhausted, we all watched random TV in contented silence. Suddenly a flash of light and then a boom sounded in the distance. A storm was coming. Another boom and the power went out. Aunt Ashley grumbled and headed to the kitchen in the dark. Luckily frequent lightning flashes lit the house enough for her to find some candles and matches. Without power everyone decided to call it a night and headed upstairs, while I retreated to my downstairs couch.

Sometime later I awoke to the feeling of someone in the room. They moved slowly towards me and then knelt at the couch. I figured it was Bryce, but decided to play it safe and acted like I was still asleep and kept my eyes slitted. There was a lightning flash and it wasn't Bryce. It was Renee! Slowly and gently she pulled the sheet covering me away. Her soft hands caressed my legs, working towards my thighs.

Once she reached my boxers she leaned in close and put her tiny hand through the fly. Finding my thick but soft cock, she pulled it out and gently stroked it. Another couple of flashes of lightning and I could see the awe in her face.

"So huge!' She whispered. "So manly."

As she continued to stroke it, it began lengthening and thickening, pushing her fingers apart.

"Oh god" She muttered "I can't help myself. I've wanted this for so long." She then began lightly kissing and licking the head of my dick. She tried in vain to get the enormous head into her tiny mouth, but it just wouldn't fit. So she resigned herself to licking and sucking all along my length.

She kept this up for quite some time. Her actions became more and more force-full and aggressive. Suddenly she stood. I could hear the sound of clothing being removed and she whispered.

"Please don't wake up. I HAVE to have you in me." I felt her climb onto the couch and then felt her push her moist slit against the top of my cock. She spent several minutes trying to push herself down before it finally popped in. She did her best (which wasn't very good) at stifling a moan. I'm not sure how she figured I wouldn't wake up.

Despite her tightness and that she obviously had never had anyone near my size, she certainly didn't try and take me slowly. She grunted and sighed and she jammed more of my mega cock into her drooling pussy. Even when she had reached the back of her pussy, she kept trying to take more. Eventually she began to buck up and down, grabbing a pillow and thrusting it in her face to block her cries of pleasure. It was weird to watch, since I only got brief flashes during lightning.

She rode me like this through several orgasms; her tight pussy gripping and ungripping as she did so. Suddenly the power came on, and so did the lights. I hadn't thought to shut them off. Still shaking from an orgasm, Renee pulled the pillow from her face and looked down at me. Seeing my open eyes staring up at her, she immediately turned beet red, covered her breasts, and started to lift off of my cock. I had other ideas. I grabbed her by the hips and pushed deep into her, holding her there. Her eyes went wide.




Mark's Family Ch. 07



"Mark what are y-" I cut her off with a finger to her lips.

"I'm about to give you the fucking of a lifetime." I grinned.

I sat up and then stood, lifting Renee with me and then placed her on her back. Pulling almost all the way out and then plunging slowly but powerfully back in. Her eyelids fluttered and she moaned. I did this several more times before I really started to hammer into her. She was really having trouble muting her cries of passion, so I pressed my mouth to hers in a deep kiss. Her heels bounced on my ass as I pounded into her and her fingers raked at my back while we kissed deeply.

I had never known Renee to be so full of passion. It was like a damn had burst. She kept cumming over and over, one right after the other. She was practically shrieking into my mouth. This went on for quite some time before I could feel her building to a particularly big orgasm. Right as it hit I let myself go, pumping an enormous load into her overstuffed pussy. I had over a days worth of backed up cum and my balls unleashed it. Beneath me Renee was rigid, unable to move as one long orgasm raced through her. It must have lasted a couple of minutes. When it finally ended, her eyes fluttered open and she looked at me. Slowly her eyes began to water and then she was sobbing.

This wasn't the first time this had happened to me. Some women have an emotional release after sex (especially passionate sex) and they can get giggly or cry. But I also knew there was a chance she was regretting what happened. I pulled out of her slowly and sat up, pulling her into my arms. As she cried I held her and stroked her long red hair whispering soothing words. She cried into my chest for awhile before calming down enough to talk and look at me.

"You must think I'm horrible." She sobbed but I chuckled.

"Why would I think that? I mean, I DID do quite a bit of the fucking."

"We're cousins! You would never have done that if I hadn't got you so turned on in your sleep."

"Renee, I was awake the whole time." Her face changed to a shocked look.

"Wh-why didn't you stop me?""

"What kind of red blooded male would stop a sexy thing like you? They'd take away my man card!" She giggled at that.

"But we're cousins!"

"If that's so bad, why'd you come down here?"

"Um-Mark, I've had a huge crush on you for years. When you got out of the truck, all hunky and masculine...I practically melted." Well, that explained who grabbed my dick in the pool. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't help myself."

"Don't be sorry. I'm not! If you hadn't, I would have seduced you eventually. I was really looking forward to it."

"Really?" She beamed.

"Heck yeah. You have to know how sexy you are. And I think you'll find that I have a thing for redheads." She blushed and then a look of realization crossed her face.

"Wait, Bryce said that she had been having sex with a handsome stud with a giant dick and that she had fallen in love with him....that's YOU isn't it?!" I just grinned at her, proudly.

"Ohmygod!"

"Does that freak you out?" She thought for a minute.

"No. It's weird, but it seems right. Heck, now that I think about it, I don't feel odd about you and I. Matter of fact, if I wasn't so worn out, I'd like to go again!"

"Don't worry about that, we'll go again and again, soon enough." She giggled again, and pulled herself in for a hug. I tilted her face up and kissed her gently. She smiled at me, said goodnight, and headed upstairs with an extra bounce in her step.

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The next morning was much like the day before. Again, I made breakfast. This time, Renee jumped at the chance to help me and was extremely flirty as she moved around the kitchen. Bryce gave me a knowing smile as she noticed Renee's changed attitude. I also caught a glace from my Aunt after Renee purposely brushed against me. It wasn't an angry look, she just a raised eyebrow.

After breakfast as the girls went out to do their chores, Aunt Ashley asked for my help in the attic. She needed some heavy lifting done. I followed her up to the attic and we set about to our task. I didn't expect Aunt Ashley to be much help. But I underestimated how good a shape she was in. We probably worked for a couple of hours before taking a break. Being in the attic combined with moving tons of boxes had caused us both to work up quite a sweat. Aunt Ashley stood across from me leaning on some boxes. She looked very sexy, glistening with sweat, in a sports bra and tight shorts that hugged her toned body. I did my best not to stare.

"You can't help it, can you?" My Aunt said, breaking the silence, shaking her head as if in disbelief.

"Help what?" She just shook her head.

"I suppose the girls told you that I wasn't happy about you coming."

"Well, they told Bryce, but yeah I know."

"No, you don't. The girls think I didn't want you coming because you're a man now and that I 'hate men'. And that is FAR from true." As she said this, her eyes were boring into me.

"Well, then why didn't you want me to come? And why'd you tell the girls you did hate men?"

"I told them that men were scum so they wouldn't turn out like your mother; a slave to some loser. As for you, I didn't want you to come because you're a man now." She said, her eyes slitting.

"But you just said-"

"I said I don't hate men. But you becoming a man has worried me for years." I looked at her quizzically.

"I saw it coming years ago. How my little girls would swarm around you when you visited. Getting so excited that cousin Mark was coming. And when you last visited, at 17 and starting to fill out. Renee spent that whole week staring at you doe eyed. I even felt it myself."

At this point I realized that as she had been talking, she had been slowly moving towards me. Her voice had become lower.

"I had been worried about my girls...and then I saw you at the airport. I became worried about myself. I kept you at arms length, and made sure the girls knew I wasn't happy with you. It took you less than a day to melt all of that." By then she was right in front of me.

"Charming and sweet and so handsome. I knew the girls were done for. I know my girls. About their appetites that they inherited from me. Having so much male in the house, cousin or not, they wouldn't be able to resist. But I thought I could. Until I felt that enormous log of yours in the pool."

"That was y-" I was cut off as my Aunt quickly grabbed my head and pulled me into a powerful kiss. Her tongue forcefully dueled with mine for several minutes before she broke off, pushing me back. The way she did it made me think she was regretting what she had done. But she quickly squashed that thought.

"Clothes off. Now!" She ordered. I hesitated. I was still kind of confused. She had hidden any desire or affection for me so well since I arrived that my brain was getting hung up.

"Don't try and act conflicted about it. I saw you and Renee last night. And I want what she got, and then some!" She pushed again much harder, knocking me into a pile of clothes on the floor.

She stood above me, her eyes blazing with lust. She quickly yanked off her sports bra allowing her firm tits to come into view. She did the same to her shorts, throwing them roughly off to the side and then she pounced on me. I hadn't moved, enjoying her lust-harried strip. Once on top of me, she practically ripped my t-shirt off and then planted another aggressive kiss before relieving me of my shorts.

When my cock came into view, her eyes went wide for a second.

"I can't believe you stuffed this bull dick in my little girl!" She marveled and then grabbed my cock roughly. She spit on it, and began to jerk my meat fast and hard, staring straight into my eyes. Suddenly she bent over and shoved my cock head into her mouth.

Down it slid, smoothly and easily. Like much of my family, she was made for big cock. Into the back of her throat without so much as a pause. But she never reached the base. With a few inches left, her decent stopped. She didn't gag though. That far down of her throat just wouldn't accommodate. She moved her head from side to side, trying to force more in, but it wouldn't go. I could tell she was angry about finding her limit.

"Too much for you?" I asked cockily. She looked up at me, her mouth stuffed with my enormous cock meat, and glared. Noisily she withdrew my dick from her mouth.

"I've never met a man I couldn't take; easily." She growled, glowering at me. Her hand gripped me tightly, almost painfully, as she worked it up and down the spit slicked surface. It was like she was begrudgingly jerking me off.

"Maybe you have some place you can try that's a bit more accommodating."

She continued to glare at me as she stood, straddled me, and then squatted. She roughly grabbed my cock, lined it up with her dripping pussy and dropped. For a woman that had three kids she was amazingly tight. Yet even with that tightness, she forced herself down until she hit bottom. Again several inches were left untouched. She began lifting herself up and slamming back down forcefully. She grunted like a frustrated animal; trying to use her powerful strokes to force more into her gushing cunt. She went on with these fast, hard, long strokes for a good ten minutes. So consumed by her desire to take all of me her first orgasm sneaked up on her. She howled and shook above me, her convulsions caused her rapid pounding to pause until they passed.

She looked down at me with a surprised look and panted while she caught her breath. I just smiled up at her. Her face changed into a look of lustful anger and she began slamming herself back up and down on my massive organ again. Her hips moved nimbly; pistoning up and down at the waist with her top barely moving. Her movements were so strong it almost hurt when she would bash the head of my cock against her cervix. The muscles of her cunt gripped me tightly and when she came they clamped down like a vice and she would arch her back and shout 'yes Yes YES!'. After each orgasm her eyes would go immediately back to mine, burning into me, her arms back to my chest, clawing into me.

After several more massive orgasms, and tons of smaller ones she stopped. She was panting from the exertion and sweat poured down onto me. As she rested, I took the opportunity to feel her her tight body. My hand roamed; cupping her tight ass, moving up her hips, tweaking her rock hard nipples. While she had the same slender body like Bryce and Aunt Nichole theirs were both soft. Hers was hard and muscled from hours of farm work. Her skin soft, and slick with sweat covered tight muscles which were now taking a break from quite a workout.

She startled me from my admiration of her body by speaking.

"Get in here and join us young lady." She called out, her voice a bit raspy from screeching through her pleasure.

From my position on the floor I couldn't bend my head back to look at the attic entrance but I heard soft footsteps pad up the stairs and walk towards us. Aunt Ashley slowly raised herself from my enormous tower with a groan and got to her feet; allowing me to turn and see who she had spoken to. It was Bryce! I grinned at her. After too many days without her, I was finally going to get to be with my sister again.

"I'm guessing this isn't the first time you've seen this big hunk of meat." My Aunt said, gesturing to my rock hard phallus. Bryce just grinned at her wickedly. "That's what I thought." Aunt Ashley grinned back.

As I got to my feet, Bryce moved to our Aunt and kissed her. Their bodies melded together; hands roamed freely; tongues worked languidly. I didn't want to break them up, so I gently came up behind Bryce and slowly pulled down her shorts and panties, pausing long enough to kiss one soft ass cheek. I moved back up and undid the knots holding up her little top and pulled it down as well. Now both naked, they pressed their bodies together even tighter. Eventually their kiss broke and Aunt Ashley gasped.

"My GOD! What on earth did my sister do to raise you kids like this!" Bryce grinned at her again before I spun her around and gave her a kiss of my own.

It had been over a day since we last kissed, and even longer since we could really get into it. Our mouths did their best to convey our love and passion for one another. I grabbed her ass and lifted, while she threw her arms around my neck and legs around my waist. Gently she swiveled her hips, rubbing in circles against my giant cock trapped between us. So caught up in my sister, I had totally forgotten about Aunt Ashley until she cleared her throat.

"If you two are done showing me how amazingly sexy you both are, I'd really like to get some more of that horse cock in me."

I lowered Bryce as we broke our kiss. I moved to Aunt Ashley, my cock leading the way and lay her down on the clothes I had been on earlier. She quickly spread her legs and I could see her cunt dripping from the fucking she had given herself on my massive cock not but a few minutes before. I didn't hesitate to get between her legs and slide into her, not stopping till I hit bottom.

"Oooooh God, yessssss!" She hissed as she arched her back. "How long have you been enjoying this wonderful hunk of meat?" She asked Bryce.

"A few weeks now." She grinned, standing above our Aunt.

"You lucky little slut."

"You have NO idea how lucky I am, Aunt Ashley. Or how big of a slut I am. And I'm about to get luckier." She grinned down.

I began to pump in and out slowly but forcefully, drawing more moans and grunts out of my Aunt. Bryce looked at me lustfully and without a word lowered herself over our Aunt's face, placing her perfect pussy over Ashley's mouth. Apparently Aunt Ashley went to work right away, as Bryce immediately arched her back and sucked in a deep breath.

"Aunt Asssshhhhley! This definitely isn't your first time....uuuuhhhh, suck my pussy good." Bryce whined. I continued to pound Aunt Ashley, speeding up my strokes which drew a whimper from between Bryce's thighs.

Without missing a stroke, I bent over and took one of Bryce's stiff nipples into my mouth and sucked greedily. She ran her fingers through my hair as she swiveled her hips over her Aunt's apparently talented tongue. I could hear Bryce's breath quickening as she approached orgasm following her Aunt, who's pussy was spasming around my pistoning cock as she herself came hard.

Even with Bryce to muffle her cries, Aunt Ashley made quite a bit of noise from my efforts. The screams and moans being reverberated into Bryce's pussy must have made thing extra pleasurable. She would clutch my head tight to her chest every time Aunt Ashley had a screaming orgasm as it triggered one in Bryce.

I could tell that Aunt Ashley was wearing out. She had already taken a pretty impressive amount of pleasurable punishment. I gave her one last big orgasm before I pulled out with a loud *slurp*. I stood and pulled Bryce off of Aunt Ashley's tired and juice soaked face. I lifted her high, placing her well licked pussy against the huge knob of my cock and slowly dropped her down.

"Thank God Mark." She moaned. "I've felt so empty without you in me."

"I've missed you wrapped around me too, baby." She clutched herself close to me and whispered into my ear.

"Nice and slow my love."

She slowly ground her hips up and down and I matched her by gently thrusting my hips back and forth. Every now and then I would push up hard, entering her womb and eliciting and pleasure filled gasp from my sister. Her fingers began gripping my shoulders tighter and her legs squeezed me more and more forcefully. I knew she was building to a very big climax. I sped up my thrusts, adding more force as I did. Her hips changed from rocking to bucking and then pounding.

"Fuck me Mark! Uh-uh-uh Fuck meeeee!! Make me cum!!" She shouted; our hips a blur.

Her pussy clamped down onto my mammoth cock as I slammed it into the back of her womb. She convulsed and shrieked and I had to hold her tight to keep her from falling back. Her orgasms lasted for almost a minute before she slumped in my arms. Even spent like she was, her talented pussy continued to add pleasure to my cock with its massaging muscles. Her flushed face looked into mine and she whispered.

"Cover her in your sweet cum my love."

I had been holding off a massive load for quite some time. Her gentle command was all I needed. I lifted her, allowing my cock to slip from her velvet embrace and lowered her again. Now sitting on my throbbing cock, her weight pushed it down until it was aiming down at my Aunt a few feet away. Bryce reached down, cupped my swollen balls and squeezed, and with that I came.

Like a hose, my cock blasted load after load directly at my Aunt, whom had been lazily watching the show before her. The geyser of cum raining down on her caught her by surprise as it covered her tight tummy and firm breasts.

When I finally finished, Aunt Ashley was glazed in a thick layer of spunk, which her began to swirl on her smooth slick skin . She licked a finger and purred at the taste of my cream. Bryce knelt and crawled to our Aunt and began licking my syrup from Aunt Ashley, sometimes coming up to share a cum filled kiss with her.

As the two of them took their time, enjoying the cleanup I laid down next to them and rested. Aunt Ashley looked over at me while cleaning one of her spunk covered fingers.

"I'm gonna bet that you're the reason my sister finally wised up and dumped your dad." She said.

"Mark kinda makes other men unnecessary." Bryce praised and looked at me lovingly.

"And based on what I've been seeing in your eyes, there's more than sex going on between you two?" We nodded.

"Well, rest while you can young man." She said in a hard but mischievous tone. "You have two more of my girls to finally satisfy. And don't think I'm done with you. We have you for at least a week."

"I guess somehow I'll have to endure it." I grinned. God I love my family. 



Mark's Family Ch. 08



I am going to preface this by saying that if sexual acts that are, shall we say, beyond reality, aren't up your alley, don't bother going further. This is a purposely over the top story, since that is what I want to write :) Lots of folks have asked me to return to this story, so I have done my best to get the mental ball rolling. Please let me know what you think! Here are our players:

Mother, 43: Danni Ashe Oldest sister Shyla, 25: Shyla Stylez Younger sister Lindsey, 20: Lindsey Lohan (Mean Girls Era) Aunt Nicole, 45: Nicole Kidman Maria, Nicole's Maid, 36: Paz Vega Candy, Mark's Grandmother, 65: Candy Samples Youngest sister Bryce, 19: Bryce Dallas Howard 

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Aunt Ashley, 42: Ashley Judd

Oldest Cousin Christina, 24: Christina Hendricks

Middle Cousin Renee, 20: Renee Olstead

Youngest Cousin Hayden, 18: Hayden Panettiere

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The episode in the attic had a palpable change on the mood around the house. Aunt Ashley was visibly nicer and friendlier with me, and the girls picked up on it. They were suddenly far more open and friendly with me. Flirty even. The rest of the day and night was spent in wonderful time with family, and punctuated by stolen kisses and gropes from my Aunt, Renee and Bryce. And that night, I received a separate visit from both Renee and Aunt Ashley.

Breakfast the next morning didn't see me cooking again. Aunt Ashley beat me to the punch and made a huge spread for us all. Then everyone was off to their chores. Aunt Ashley was the last to leave, giving Bryce and me long deep kisses before heading into town for supplies.

We decided we wanted a bit of 'couple time', so we tried to find a secluded spot in the woods. After a bit of a hike, we settled down and cuddled and caressed each other. It felt good to just lay in each other's arms, kissing occasionally.

We were broken from our intimate moment by the sound of a vehicle pulling up and stopping nearby. And then the sound of male voices. Deciding to check it out, we followed; discovering a pair of young men. They both seemed pretty excited about something. They led us all the way back to the barn. They looked around the barn, making sure no one was around (but not looking back where they came from) and entered. We gave them a bit of time and then crept up and peeked inside.

There were the two guys and my cousin Hayden, kissing, fondling, and trying to undress each other all at once. Hayden was dressed much like the day we arrived: Short shorts, shirt tied under her breasts. But today her hair was in a pair of pony tails. Once their pants were down, Hayden squatted and began taking turns sucking each guy's dick. Both of them were good looking guys, but weren't exactly blessed in the penis department.

"Poor girl." Bryce whispered. "No wonder she said she hasn't been satisfied. I wouldn't be either if I was stuck with those little things." Then she turned toward me and began massaging my cock through my shorts. "Luckily, I'm NOT stuck with them. And I don't think she should anymore either!"

With that, she headed into the barn.

"What the hell is going on here!?" She shouted. The action in the barn froze. Hayden quickly pulled her mouth off of the dick she was bobbing on and turned beet red. The guys were startled, but cocky enough that they didn't bother to cover themselves. 

"Hey, you gonna join in, Red?" One of them said. Hayden quickly stood and slapped him in the stomach.

"Bryce...Listen. Don't tell mom-"

"I'm not going to say anything. I just think it's sad that you are stuck with these pathetic little pricks."

"Who the hell are you, bitch?!" One of the guys growled; his pride stung by her comment. I almost leaped from my hiding spot when he called her that.

"I'm the 'bitch' who is going to make sure Hayden finally gets fucked by a real man. Time for you to meet my boyfriend, Hayden." Hayden's eyes lit up at this. She must have been remembering Bryce's descriptions of her 'boyfriend' during their late night talks since we arrived.

I recognized my cue and quickly shucked off my clothes and stepped into the barn. Hayden's eyes lit up even more at the sight of me. Or more importantly my long, swinging cock. I came up next to Bryce, who immediately grabbed my dick and began to stroke it to full size. Hayden rushed over and knelt before my inflating meat, gazing at it in awe.

"Can I really?" She said, looking at Bryce. Bryce just nodded with a naughty grin. Hayden looked up at me with a sexy smile and pursed her soft lips, planting a kiss of the head of my cock.

At this point the two dudes came over. "What the hell, Hayden?" One said. She looked at them slowly as she gently stroked my shaft.

"Sorry boys. I've finally got a real cock. I could barely feel you before. Do you think I'll even notice you after having this monster?" Both of their faces fell.

"Trust me," Bryce said to them "After having my man's massive schlong, she won't even remember your names." And then she laughed. They both left, obviously crestfallen.

"I'm so glad it's you she was talking about, Mark." Hayden said, looking back at me. "Now, where were we?"

She began sliding her tongue up and down the length of my cock; tasting every inch. The whole time, those deep sexy eyes never left mine. Then she placed the head against her smooth lips and bent forward. Her lips parted as she stuffed the enormous head into her mouth. Several more inches slid in, her tongue working on the bottom all the while. When the head hit her throat she stopped. I was impressed that she didn't gag. Those two guys wouldn't have given her any practice with controlling her gag reflex. Then she sucked very hard; her cheeks going concave, slurping loudly as she pulled out.

"Delicious." She said in a sexy voice as she slurped up the precum drooling from my cumslit. "I'm glad you like sharing, Bryce."

Bryce knelt down and replied "I expect for you to pay me back." And then shared a deep tongue filled kiss with our cousin. When they finished, Bryce stood Hayden up and led us back away from the door to some bales of hay. Hayden bounced away (which was a delicious sight) and quickly returned with blankets to throw over the hay. As soon as I sat down, Hayden was on me in a flash. Her noisy sloppy blowjob continued. I have to admit, she is a close second to Bryce in oral skills.

As she slurped away, working more and more of my massive cock down her throat, Bryce kissed me softly and whispered to me. "I'll be right over here, watching. Enjoy." Then she sat on a blanket across from us and removed her summer dress. For the next ten minutes my eyes went back and forth between Hayden's sexy stare as she expertly worked on my dong and my sister as she slowly caressed herself.

Hayden pulled my cock from her mouth and pouted. "I must be doing something wrong. All the other guys would have blown their loads a long time ago."

"You're dealing with a real stud now." I said. "I cum when I want, I'm not some minute man."

"Well, if that's the case, I don't have to get the quick shot out of the way and we just just move on to the fucking." She replied, standing. "How do you want me, baby?" She asked, striking a sexy pose.

"I think I'll be requiring the use of those handles." I smirked, looking at her pony tails. She grinned and without hesitating moved to the hay and bent over. I looked over at Bryce, who was slowly rubbing her pussy. She blew me a kiss and I turned back to the task at hand.

Hayden was shaking her sexy ass at me as she waited impatiently for her first impaling on my huge tool. I lined up my cock with her pussy, which was positively dripping. I grabbed her hips and pulled and I slowly pushed, sinking several inches on the first thrust.

"Goooooood yes!!! Give me more Mark!" She moaned.

I pulled out and then thrust back in powerfully. Even more inches sunk in.

"So fucking deeeeeeep! Mark, you hung mother fucker, grab those handles and get to work!" She cried out. I obliged. Grabbing hair in each hand, I pulled gently as I began to slide in and out of her gushing slit. My pulling caused her back and neck to arch beautifully. She continued to open up more and more, taking extra inches of my mammoth cock as she did. I finally found her limit with a few inches to spare. As with all of my relatives, she took a very impressive amount.

"So fucking full! Finally full. Full of your big beautiful dick, Mark!" She wailed, looking at me eyes full of lust over her shoulder. Then I really started hammering her. This quickly brought about her first big orgasm. She began to shake as it overtook her. Had I not been holding her up by her hair, I am sure she would have collapsed.

I reached around and cupped her firm breasts as I leaned my head next to hers. "That's just the beginning." I whispered. "Don't keep me waiting." she panted "Pound my tight little pussy!"

I went back to my standing position, grabbed those handles, and started thrusting. Hayden was definitely one of the more vocal members of my family. A constant series of things like 'Fuck me!', 'so deep', 'gimme that huge cock', and 'make me cum Mark!' spewed from her mouth. Then another big one hit.

"Cuuuuuuuuummmiiiiiing!" She screamed as her pussy went crazy on my shaft. When she came down, she recuperated by laying her head face down in the blanket while I continued to slowly work in and out of her steaming tunnel. Suddenly a shadow fell across us. I assumed it to be Bryce at first, but it was Aunt Ashley. She sat next to her daughter's head, reached down, and brought Hayden's head up to look into her mother's eyes.

"Having fun dear?" Aunt Ashley asked in a purr. Hayden's mouth hung open in horror. Her mother just grinned. "I have to say, my little girl looks terribly sexy cumming all over her cousin's monstrous cock."

Hayden stared at her mother for a second and then back to my smiling face. Realization dawned, and she smiled back. Aunt Ashley bent down and kissed her daughter on the lips and then whispered "I'll be over here with Bryce, baby. Enjoy your first fuck with your stud of a cousin." She gave me a swat on the ass as she walked by to join my sister.

I started fucking Hayden again, and she quickly got back into the mood. From behind us, I heard a moan. I turned to see Bryce and our aunt fingering each other's cunts while making out. I decided that I didn't want to miss that action, so I moved around and sat on the hay bale and swung Hayden up into my lap, giving us both a view of Aunt Ashley and Bryce's mutual pleasure session.

"Holy shit, I can't believe this is happening." Hayden said about the show before her. Then she swiveled her hips and moaned as my fuckstick churned up her insides. "Hmmmmmm. I never thought in my wildest mmmmm dreams that this would happen!"

"Believe it. Christina's the last one left." I said, slowly humping into her gooey snatch.

"No way! How did you get Renee?!"

"She came to me." I chuckled.

"That bitch! I can't believe she was going to keep you all to herself!"

"Well, you don't have to worry about that now, do you?"

"Hmmmmm, noooo." She growled as she began to move her hips to meet my increasingly fast thrusts.

All pretense of our conversation left as we really began humping into each other. She leaned back into me for support as slapping sounds filled the barn. With one hand I reached around and tweaked one rock hard nipple. With the other I began to rub her clit. At first touch she came, then immediately began building to another climax.

"Fuck me! Oh god, fuck Meeee! Cuuuummiiiing!" She shrieked as she came violently.

My hips were a blur as I fucked up into her. Across the way I saw Bryce and Aunt Ashley watching us intently as they fucked each other's pussies with their fingers. Our bodies all glistened with sweat as the minutes wore on. I could see both my sister and aunt give each other small orgasms as Hayden's pussy fluttered around my thick monster from her own climaxes. 

I could tell Hayden was reaching her peak. Time for one last immense orgasm. I began to grunt as I pumped into her with renewed force. Above me she could only whimper as my enormous invader pummeled her poor pussy. Across the way, Aunt Ashley began to call out.

"Fuck my baby girl. Make her cum! Show her who the man in this family is!"

"Oh Fuuuuuuck!" Hayden cried out.

"That's right baby. Cum for momma. Cum all over that fucking horse cock!"

And she did. Were it not for the fact that this was a more modern (and thus insulated) barn, her wails would have been heard for miles. As it was, I would have been surprised if Hayden's sisters didn't hear her long screams of ecstasy. Not to mention both Bryce and Aunt Ashley cumming along with her. After over a full minute, she collapsed on top of me in a sweaty satisfied heap.

I was pretty close to finishing, myself, but Hayden didn't seem in any condition to help. My sister and aunt however, sensed my dilemma. They came over, pulled my shaft from Hayden (who moaned at the sudden emptiness), and four hands began to work along my juice covered length. My aunt dropped and took turns licking each of my spunk filled orbs. Bryce placed her mouth over the head of my massive cock and tongued my cum slit, trying to coax the creamy load from my balls.

Before long, I felt my sack churn, and the first of my load began the long journey up my shaft. I grunted as each volley traveled up, fired up into the air, and rained down upon my three lovely ladies. As she was laying across me, Hayden collected most of the voluminous load. The last dribbling shots were slurped up by my loving sister. Aunt Ashley stood and licked a trail from Hayden's abused lower lips, all the way to the top; collecting and slurping my cum as she did. As she reached the top, she engaged her daughter in a cum filled kiss, moaning and cooing into each other's mouths. Once I was sufficiently clean, Bryce came up and cuddled with me as mother and daughter kissed above.

"I love watching you fuck." Bryce whispered to me. "It's such a turn on. And it reminds of what a wonderful stud I have."

"Well, I think I have a pretty wonderful woman myself. It's not every gal that would willingly share her man." I replied and kissed her.

Hayden flipped herself to face me as her mother settled down to snuggle against my other side. She waited for Bryce and I to part and kissed me as well.

"Well, that's one more daughter down, stud." Aunt Ashley said next to me.

"I don't think it will be too hard for him to get Christina, mom."

"I dunno Hayden. Unlike your slutty little self, I think Christina is still a virgin."

"No way!" I said, astonished. "Even though she dresses down, Christina is WAY too hot for her to not be able to get a guy...lots of guys."

"Oh, she has to beat the guys off with a stick. All my girls do. But Christina told me years ago that she wants to wait until she finds the right guy." My aunt said.

"Considering how horny everyone seems to be in this family, I can't imagine how she can hold out." Bryce said. Hayden giggled.

"It's not like she doesn't masturbate, like, all the time." She said. "Between chores she sneaks off into the woods and uses this huge dildo on herself at least once a day. I've followed her a few times."

"And probably got yourself off as well, you little tart!" My aunt laughed, smacking her youngest on the ass, causing her to squirm on top of me.

"Well, yeah." Hayden admitted. "Have you seen her tits? It's all I can do not to reach out and grab them!" We all laughed in hearty agreement.

"Then I guess we'll just have to see if Mark will end up being the 'right guy' that my girl has been looking for."

And boy did I look forward to trying to find out!