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A New Life: Extended

By: RGB650



(This story is a sequel to “A New Life.” You may wish to read that story first to gain some background for this one.)

Riiiinng! Riinnnnng!

Mary Bursman paused on her son’s lap, his hard cock buried deep within her wet pussy, as he reached for the portable phone.

“Hello, Bursman’s residence. Tim speaking.”

Since Tim’s father, Paul Bursman, was pastor of Thomasville Community Church, the family never knew what a phone call might bring. So no matter what they were doing they stopped to answer.

“Oh, hi grandma.” Tim said. “What’s up?”

Mary smiled and began to move on Tim’s cock again as she realized it was Paul’s mother on the other end of the phone. Tim ought to really enjoy fucking his mother while talking to his super religious, ultra conservative grandmother, she thought.

Tim almost groaned out loud as he felt his mother’s hot, tight pussy slide up and down his sensitive cock. No matter how often he had sex with his mother (and that was almost daily these past few months) he still marveled at how wonderful it felt to be buried inside her welcoming body. He looked up at her with lust filled eyes. He knew what she was thinking and she was right. Committing incest with her while talking to his uptight grandmother was a real turn on.

“Sorry, grandma. What was that?” He had been so distracted by what his mother was doing he forgot to listen to what his grandmother was saying. “No, dad’s not home right now. He has a church meeting tonight. ... What? ... Yea, mom’s home. But she’s kind of busy right now.” He smiled at his mom and began to thrust with his hips, driving his boy-cock hard up into her steaming cunt, causing her to gasp in pleasure.

After listening for a minute, Tim said, “Oh, OK. Just a minute,” and held the phone out to his mother. “Grandma says it’s important and she needs to talk to you..”

Mary sighed and took the phone from her son. “Hi, Hannah. What do you need?”

As she listened to her mother talk, she continued to move on her son’s hard cock. Tim reached up and began to squeeze and caress her heaving breasts. Mary had to bite her lip to keep from moaning out loud as the sexual pleasure coursed through her body. Oh, how she loved fucking her son!

“I’m sure Paul will be able to see you tomorrow,” She managed to sound half way normal considering the circumstances. “What time do you think you will get here? ... About 11 o’clock in the morning. ... OK. I’ll tell Paul. ... We will see you then. ... OK. Bye.”

Mary tossed the phone onto the table, grabbed her son’s shoulders, bent forward to push one of her erect nipples into his mouth, and began to drive her cunt down hard on his thick cock.

“Oh, fuck, Tim! Suck mommy’s tit. Fuck my hot, incestuous pussy. That was so wild. Talking to your grandmother while you fucked me and played with my tits was driving me mad. I wanted to groan out loud and let her know I was getting fucked so good by my wonderful son. It would have really blown her mind. I’m so hot, honey. Fuck me. Fuck your mommy-slut real good, you motherfucker, you.”

As his mother increased the speed of her thrusts, Tim sucked on her soft breast for all he was worth, lashing her hard nipple with his tongue. He could feel the scalding heat of her wet pussy and knew she was really turned on. Again he began driving up into her open hole as hard as he could. Their frenzied fucking quickly brought them both to the point of climax.

“Fuck me, mom,” Tim cried out. “I’m almost there. I’m going to cum so hard in your hot, tight pussy. Take it, mom! Take my thick incestuous sperm deep in your incestuous womb. Oooohhhh, ffffuuuuccckkkk!”

Mary felt her son’s cock jerk inside her overheated pussy as he sent jet after jet of hot, sticky cum shooting into her hole. The heat of it triggered her own orgasm.

“Yyyyeeeesssss, Tim! I’mmmm cccuuuummmmmiiinngg! Fill mommy’s cunt with your hot seed. I want all of it. ... Oh, shit! I’m cumming soooo gooooood!”

Tim and Mary clung to each other as their orgasms washed over them. Mary hugged her son tight, feeling his hot breath on her sensitive breasts, as her pussy squeezed and sucked on his throbbing shaft. Tim could feel his mother’s body milk him of every last drop of sperm he could produce. He shuttered as he sent one last shot into her receptive depths.

As they sat there basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, the door opened and Lydia walked into the room.

“Hi, mom. Hi, Tim. I’m home. ... Wow! It looks like I just missed out on a wonderful time.”

Mary looked over her shoulder at her daughter. “Mmmmmm,” she purred. “That’s what you get for studying at the library so late.” Then she slowly slid off of her son’s lap and stretched out on the floor with her legs spread wide.

Lydia watched as her brother’s thick sperm began to leak from her mother’s puffy, red, obviously well-fucked pussy.

“Well, at least I get to taste the results,” she said, as she knelt down between her mother’s legs.

Taking a deep whiff of the musky scent of Mary’s cum-filled hole, she lower her face and licked up the entire length of her twat, drinking in the combined flow of her mother and brother’s fluids, before sending her tongue deep into her mother’s cunt for more.

Mary raised her knees, spreading her legs wide, as she opened her bald vagina to her daughter’s hot tongue. “Oh, yyyeeesss!” she moaned. “That feels sooo goooood. Suck mommy’s pussy. Lick all of your brother’s sticky, hot seed from my incestuous twat.”

Inflamed by her mother’s words, Lydia pressed her face hard into the wet pussy as she sucked and licked the sensitive flesh. Tim watched as his sister ate out their mother. Reaching down, he began to stroke his semi-hard shaft. “Yeah! Lydia. Do it. Suck mom’s pussy. I sure pumped a load of cum into her. Suck all of my seed out of her fuck-loving hole.”

That’s how Paul found his family when he returned from his meeting at the church: his wife, Mary, laying naked on the floor, her knees up, her legs spread wide, moaning as their daughter sucked her cunt; his daughter, Lydia, fully dressed, on all fours, her face buried in her mother’s twat, her ass lifted and inviting; and his son, Tim, also naked, sitting nearby watching the action as he stroked his hard, thick cock. The sight was enough to get him hard and turned on in an instant.

“Now, this is the way a man should come home and find his family,” he said, as he quickly undressed. “All together, loving each other; not off in their own little worlds, in separate rooms someplace.”

Naked, he walked up behind his daughter, lifted up her skirt exposing her naked butt (he knew she never wore underwear anymore), and slid his hand between her legs to feel the slick wetness that leaked from her excited pussy. Pushing her legs apart, he knelt down and guided the head of his engorged cock to her pink opening.

Lydia moaned into her mother’s twat as she felt her father’s big cock fill her hot pussy. Raising her head for a moment, she said, “Oh, yes, daddy. Fuck me. Fuck your daughter-slut with your big, hard daddy-cock. I love you so much. I need you to pump your hot incestuous seed into my hungry womb. Fuck me, daddy, and make me cum.” Then she dropped her face back into her mother’s wet pussy and attacked her clit with renewed vigor.

“Ooooooo, yyyeeeesssss!” Mary cried out as her leaking cunt quivered under her daughter’s attack. “Lick me good, honey! Drink all of mommy’s hot juices. ... Fuck her, Paul. Fuck your incest-loving daughter and make her cum. Show her how much you love her. Drive that big cock of yours into her hot, little twat and fill her with your love seed.”

Tim couldn’t sit on the sidelines any longer. He moved over and pushed his hard cock into his mother’s mouth. “Suck me, mom. Let’s make this a whole family incestuous fuck fest. Suck my cock and make me cum in your hot mouth.”

Soon the only sounds in the room were moans, groans, and excited little cries as the four Bursmans fucked and sucked their way to a family orgasm.

Paul came first, triggering a chain reaction. “Oh, fuck! Your pussy is so hot and tight. You feel so good on daddy’s cock. I’m going to cum, honey. I’m going to fill your cock-loving twat with daddy-cum. Here it cccuuummmss.”

Lydia could feel the force of her father’s ejaculation as he sprayed his thick cream into her willing fuck hole. The taboo of it sent her over the edge. She moaned and pushed her tongue hard against her mother’s extended clit as her vaginal muscles milked the hot seed from her father’s pulsing cock into her young womb.

The extra pressure against her sensitive clit sent Mary orbiting into orgasm. A flood of cum juice poured from her mature pussy to bathe her daughter’s face. At the same time she sucked hard on her son’s pulsating cock, wanting to taste his creamy sperm as it poured into her mouth.

Tim grabbed his mother’s head and held her tight as his cock bucked in her mouth, sending his thick, white cum shooting to the back of her throat and down into her belly. “Swallow it, mom. Suck my fucking cock and drink all of my hot seed. Oh, ssshhhiiittt!”

The Bursmans collapsed into a heap as their orgasms faded. “Wow!” said Lydia. “That was great. I just love spontaneous family fun.” Paul smiled. He knew his daughter just loved to fuck, anytime, anywhere, as long as it was with her family. But he couldn’t fault her for that. He loved it too.

“Speaking of family,” Mary said. “Your mother called a little while ago. She sounded pretty upset about something, but wouldn’t say what. She is driving up here tomorrow to talk to you about it, Paul. Says she will be here around 11 o’clock in the morning. I hope that is OK with you.”

“Sure. I wonder what would bring her this far.” Paul said, knowing that his mother would never make the trip unless something was really important.

***********************

Paul ushered his mother into his office. He could tell she was agitated and knew instinctively that something was really bothering her. He also noted that she was carrying a small plastic bag with her.

“Here, mom. Have a seat.” He said, indicating one of the chairs he used for counseling. “What’s wrong? You seem upset about something.”

“Oh, Paul,” Hannah sighed, on the verge of tears, her voice trembling. “I don’t know what to do. I’m in shock.”

“What’s happened?” Paul asked, taking her hand, trying to comfort her.

“It’s your father,” she replied, pulling her hand away. “I was doing some cleaning in his bedroom yesterday. (Paul knew his parents had slept in separate bedrooms for as long as he could remember. It was part of the sexual training his mother insisted on when he was growing up.) While working in the closet I knocked a box off of the shelf. When it fell, it opened and these fell out.” She handed him the plastic bag.

When Paul opened the bag he was stunned to find three sex magazines inside. One was a voyeur magazine with pictures of shots up women’s skirts, or down their blouses, or beach shots where the women were topless or even nude. The second one showed hardcore fucking in all kinds of different positions. And the third magazine was full of sex stories, everything from swingers to homosexual and lesbian action, to bondage and even incest.

“These are dad’s?” Paul asked, incredulously.

“Yes,” his mom replied. “I thought I knew him. Now I find these. And there are more just like them. Paul, your dad is some kind of sex pervert. What am I going to do?” She broke down and began to cry.

Paul took a deep breath. His head was swimming. His father bought and read sex magazines. Unbelievable! Then slowly he began to understand. There had been no sexual activity in their marriage for years. If his dad was a normal healthy male he needed some outlet for his desires. Since his wife would not fulfill them, he had turned to another source. If Paul could get his mother to understand his dad’s needs and see her place in helping him satisfy those needs, maybe he could help his parents find the joys of sex that he and Mary had discovered.

“Mom, when was the last time you and dad had intercourse?” he asked.

Hannah gasped at her son’s question. “Paul, how dare you ask such a question. You know sex is not a topic of discussion in our family.”

“Well, maybe it had better be now.” Paul responded, pointing to the magazines that lay on his desk.

Hannah looked at the magazines and shuttered. “You know your father and I don’t have to do that anymore. We’re done having children so there’s no need. It’s wrong, a sin.”

“No, it’s not, mom.” Paul replied. “I know that is what you taught me growing up. But it is just not true. I have had a lot of reason to study the Word on it lately. And I have discovered that it is not a sin. God made us sexual beings and encourages us to fulfill each other’s needs. It is a beautiful thing. That’s one of the reasons he established marriage.”

Hannah stared open-mouthed at her son. First her husband, and now her son. Was her whole world falling apart around her? “How can you say that? Of course it’s a sin. It’s what we believe.”

“No, mother. It may be what you believe. But that is not what God says in the Word. Here, let me show you.” And with that Paul showed his mother several passages that clearly showed sex in a positive way, even requiring husbands and wives to satisfy each other on a regular basis, even if having children was not the issue.

“All of these years, mom,” he said, “you have been refusing dad sex, and in so doing you have been sinning against the Word. Dad is a normal man, evidently with a normal man’s desires. Since you would not satisfy them, he had to find another outlet. You are partly to blame for these (he indicated the magazines).”

Hannah broke under Paul’s evidence. “Oh, Paul,” she sobbed. “What am I going to do? I am such a horrible wife and mother. I’ve ruined everything.” She buried her head in her hands and cried.

Paul felt sorry for his mother. He knelt at her chair and took her crying form into his arms. After a few minutes she began to calm down. Suddenly she pulled away from her son and sat stiff in her chair, her eyes questioning. Paul had never held her like that before.

Paul returned to his chair a little confused. One minute his mother was letting him comfort her, the next she was like a block of ice. What was going on? His pastoral instincts told him there was more to this than he knew.

“Does dad know you were coming to see me today?” he asked.

“No. He doesn’t know I found his magazines. I waited until he left for work this morning and then put a note on the table for him. He’ll find it when he comes home from work.”

“Mom, do you love dad?”

“Of course I love him. What kind of a question is that?”

“If you love him then you need to start satisfying his sexual needs. Maybe if you do he won’t need the magazines anymore.”

Hannah shuttered. “I ... I can’t do that. I just can’t do it.” she cried, almost in panic.

“Mom, what’s wrong? I know there is more to it than this. What are you not telling me?”

“If your father loved me, he wouldn’t look at those magazines. It’s his fault.” she replied, almost in anger.

“Mom, quit it.” Paul said sternly. “You can’t pawn your problems off on dad. He must love you. Otherwise he wouldn’t just look at magazines. He’d be off having sex with some other woman. Something else is going on here. What is it? What are you afraid of?”

Again Hannah broke out in tears. Why was her son doing this to her. The memories came flooding back. She had tried to forget them, bury them deep in the past. But they kept coming back. And with them came the pain. Suddenly she had to tell someone or burst. She trusted her son. Surely Paul would not think her horrible.

Paul sensed her surrender. He watched as she slumped in her chair. She looked almost like a little child. He wanted to place his hand on her shoulder, comfort her. But somehow he knew she was not ready for that. He waited.

“I was raped.” She could barely get the words out.

“What? When? Where?” This was the last thing Paul expected to hear.

“When I was in high school, on my first date, actually. I thought he was such a nice guy. It was going so well. And then he started putting his hands on my ... where he shouldn’t be touching. I got scared and told him to stop. Only he didn’t. He went further and further. He was too strong for me. I couldn’t stop him. When he ... did it, it hurt, really bad. I cried and cried. Afterward he never spoke to me again.”

“Mom, that’s horrible. I never knew. ... Does dad know?”

“No, goodness, no! What would he think of me?” Hannah sounded almost scared of the thought of her husband finding out.

“He loves you, mom. He’d probably begin to understand your fears and work with you to overcome them.” Paul tried to reassure her. After a short silence, he asked, “Why did you marry dad?”

“I love him,” was her simple reply. “I thought it would be different if we were married. But it wasn’t. The first time he tried to make love to me it hurt. All of the memories of that other time came back. I fought him. It was just horrible. ... Later I read of a way to help with the hurt by using lubrication. We were able to have you. But I was always so scared. As soon as I could I insisted we stop. And now I’ve ruined our marriage!” She began to cry again.

Paul felt an overwhelming love for his mother. She had carried this burden for so many years. Now it was out in the open. Maybe he could help her; help her learn to love, help her learn to enjoy sex. He had to try.

“Mom, do you want to save your marriage?” he asked.

“Oh, yes, Paul,” she said through her tears. “But isn’t it too late?”

“No, I don’t think so. Like I said, dad must still love you. Otherwise he would have left you long ago. Are you willing to do whatever it takes to save your marriage?”

“Yes, ... At least, I think so.” she answered hesitantly.

“Do you trust me?”

“Paul, I trust you more that anyone. I could never have gone to anyone else with this.”

“Good. I have an idea of how to get you over this, but you have to trust me completely and do what I say. I think I will need Mary’s help in this, maybe even Tim and Lydia.”

“Mary? Tim and Lydia? How can they help? You are not going to tell them are you?” Hannah sounded almost in a panic again.

“Mom, trust me. It’s OK. They will understand. And I think you will feel safer with them there.” Paul urgently tried to persuade his mother.

Hannah looked deep into her son’s eyes. She could trust him. She had to. If she was ever to get past this, to save her marriage, she had to trust him. She sighed. “OK, Paul. I’ll do whatever you say. Please help me.”

Paul and Hannah returned to the Bursman home. Paul took her into their bedroom. He found one of his wife’s new silk dressing gowns and told her to change into it and wait. He also suggested she remove her bra so the back strap did not get in the way of what he wanted to do. She was a little hesitant about going braless, but when he reminded her that she had agreed to do whatever he said, she finally agreed. Then he went out into the living room and brought his family up to date on what had happened and what he wanted to do.

Mary and the kids were shocked at what they heard. 

“Raped! How horrible,” Mary remarked. “No wonder her ideas on sex were so strict. Do you think we can really help? Will she accept what you plan to do?”

“I don’t know,” Paul answered. “She has promised to do whatever I say. We will have to go slow. I’m hoping the experience of loving sex will change her mind and open her up sexually. We’ll just have to try and see.”

“Wow!” Tim exclaimed. “Seducing grandma. This is wild. Count me in.”

“I’m willing to help,” Lydia added. “I think it would be great if we could get grandma and grandpa to see how wonderful sex really is. Count me in, too.”


A New Life: Extended Ch. 02



Hannah stretched as she woke up. It took her a minute to recognize that she was in her granddaughter’s bedroom. She smiled. She felt great. She had slept like a log.

As she sat up in bed she realized she was naked. Memories of yesterday came flooding back. She had had sex with her son and his family. Both Paul and Tim had fucked her. She had her first orgasm ever and more after that. And, she quickly realized, she was ready for more. Just thinking about what might happen today started getting her mature pussy wet.

She quickly got up and, feeling both wicked and free at the same time, walked naked into the hall. The house was quiet. As she headed to the bathroom she went past her grandson Tim’s room. The door was open and she could see Tim and his sister, Lydia, spooning together in their sleep. Tim’s hand was draped over his sister, cupping her naked breast.

Next she peeked in on Paul and Mary. They, too, lay naked together in bed. Mary was half draped over Paul, her pink pussy, which was plainly visible, still showed signs of dried cum from the fucking she had gotten the night before.

Hannah made her way to the bathroom, took care of her morning needs, and slipped into the shower to clean up. She had just gotten started soaping herself up when the shower door opened and Paul stepped in.

“Here, mom, let me do that for you,” he said as he took the soap from her hand.

Slowly he caressed his mother’s body as he spread the lather over her. He felt her nipples harden as his hands passed over them. He cupped her breasts, lifting them in his hands, causing her to moan. He slipped a hand between her legs, cupping her mound as he pulled her butt back into his hard cock. Gently he buried a finger in her dripping pussy hole, marveling at how hot and wet she was already.

“Mmmmmm, Paul. That is so nice,” she cooed. “Your hands feel wonderful wandering all over my naked body. ... I’m get so hot, honey.” Suddenly she turned and faced her son, looking up into his excited face as she reached for his thick rod. Stroking it, she continued, “Fuck me, Paul. I need your big, hard cock fucking my hot pussy. Your mother wants you to fuck her good and pump your creamy sperm deep into her incestuous cunt. Will you do that, Paul? Will you fuck me and fuck me until I cum and cum?”

Hearing his mother beg him to fuck her sent Paul’s lust soaring. He quickly turned her around and pushed her down until she was bent over, holding the wall, her ass sticking out. He shifted her legs apart a little, grabbed his cock in his hand, and guided it to the wet folds of her hairy pussy. With one shove he buried his thick shaft inside her willing cunt.

Hannah gasped as she felt her son’s cockhead bang into her cervix. “Oh yes, Paul! Fuck me,” she cried, as she pushed her ass back against his groin. “I love the feel of your big cock in my horny pussy. Fuck me hard, son. I still can’t believe what I’ve been missing for all those years. Don’t stop! Just keep on fucking me. Ooohhhh, yyyeeesss!”

Paul pounded into his mother’s hot pussy again and again. He loved the way her vaginal muscles rippled around his cock. Taking her ass cheeks in his hands, he spread them wide so he could watch his cockmeat sink into her stretched pussy hole.

Noticing the way her asshole flexed as she fucked back onto him, Paul had an idea. Using the soap lather from Hannah’s body, he began to work one of his fingers into her ass.

“Oooooo, Paul. What are you doing? That feels so weird!” she moaned, as she felt his finger push deeper and deeper into her butt. “That is nasty, Paul. ... Mmmmmm! ... And I think I love it nasty.” She squirmed, pushing her ass back, taking more of his finger into her bowels.

Paul smiled. His mother was becoming one hot fuck-slut. He was amazed how easily she took to this new life. It was wonderful. He continued to double fuck her with his cock and finger for several minutes. Then when she was relaxed and well lubricated, he pulled his hard cock out of her pussy, re-centered it at her asshole, and pushed.

“Oh shit, Paul.” Hannah gasped. “Are you crazy? You can’t do that. It’s too big.”

“Just relax, mom.” Paul responded, as he sank another inch into her ass. “It will be OK. It may hurt a little at first but once you get used to it you’ll love it. Mary and Lydia take it up the butt all the time.”

“Paul, please pull it out. It hurts.” Hannah cried, squirming to get away from his invading rod. “Stick it back in my hot pussy and fuck me right.”

Paul grabbed his mother’s hips tightly and worked even more of his cock into her hot ass. “Just relax, mom. Go with it. Just try.”

Hannah groaned as she realized Paul wasn’t going to stop until he had fucked her up the ass. She concentrated on relaxing her anal muscles and it did seem to help. And then he was all the way in. She felt so full, stuffed full of hard cock.

Paul paused with his cock buried in his mother’s asshole, allowing her to get used to it. Then, slowly, he began to work his shaft in and out; just short jabs at first, then longer and harder, until he was fucking her with the full length of his cock.

As Hannah adjusted to the feel of her son’s cock up her ass, the pain faded and soon pleasure took it’s place. She began to push back, helping Paul fuck her. “Oooooo, Paul. You’re right. It doesn’t hurt anymore. In fact it feels pretty good. ... Oh, fuck. Do it, Paul. Fuck my ass. Oh, shit.”

Hearing his mother urge him on, Paul began to fuck her ass harder, until her butt cheeks shook with the force of his belly slapping against them. He reached around and strummed her clit with his fingers. Hannah went wild.

“Oh, yes! ... Oh, shit. Fuck me! ... Finger my hot pussy and fuck my nasty ass. ... Oh, Paul, I love what you do to me. Everything you do makes me feel so good. ... Fuck your mother, Paul. Fuck my mouth, my pussy, my ass. I don’t care where, just as long as you fuck me.”

Paul was quickly climbing to a climax. Listening to his mother tell him to fuck all of her holes was driving him wild. The heat from her ass was burning his cock.

“Fuck, mom,” he cried, as he pounded her asshole. “Your ass is so tight, so hot. I can’t hold out much longer. I’m going to cum. I’m going to shoot my hot seed right up your ass. ... Oh, shit! Here it ccccuuuummmmsssss!”

Hannah felt her son’s cock buck inside her asshole as it sent a stream of thick, hot juice searing into her bowels. It triggered her own orgasm. “Yyyyyeeeessss! Cum in my ass. Fill your mother’s hot ass with your incestuous seed. ... I’m ccccuuuuummmmmiiinnngggg!”

As mother and son came down from their climaxes, they slumped to floor of the shower. The warm water washed down over their bodies. They sat there for a moment gazing lovingly at each other. Slowly Hannah leaned over and gave Paul a kiss. “I love you,” she said. “I love you, too, mom.” he replied. And with that they got up, dried off, and headed for the kitchen to get some breakfast.

When they entered the kitchen, they found Mary sitting back on the kitchen table, her legs spread wide as Tim slowly pumped his thick shaft in and out of her bald pussy.

“Good morning, Hannah,” she said, in a voice thick with lust. “I hope you and Paul had a good shower together.”

“Oh, yes,” Hannah replied, as she hugged her son close and watched Tim’s slick cock disappear into his mother’s body. She was fascinated by the view of Mary’s wide-stretched pussy lips as they were pushed in and pulled out with each stroke of his big cock. It looked so hot. She decided right then and there to shave her pubic hair as well. “Paul showed me how wonderful getting fucked up the ass could be.”

“Wow, great.” Mary responded, although it was getting harder and harder to concentrate on anything other than the tingling sensations her son’s fucking was sending throughout her being. “I guess you are now a full-fledged Bursman incestuous fuck-slut: fucked in all three holes by your loving family.”

Hannah smiled. It was true. She had been fucked in all of her hot holes. She had taken her son’s incestuous sperm in her pussy and in her ass. And her grandson had filled her mouth and cunt with his hot, incestuous seed. And they could do it again, anytime they wanted, in any hole they wanted. She was a Bursman incestuous fuck-slut, just like Mary and Lydia. And damn proud of it. All that remained was to get her husband, Sam, to join the family incest circle.

“Oh shit, honey,” Mary’s voice broke into Hannah’s thoughts. “You are driving me wild. Keep fucking my pussy. Mommy’s almost there. Cum with me, Tim. Fill mommy’s hot incestuous twat with your incestuous boy-cum. Oh, fuck! I’mmmmmm ccccuuummmmmmiiiinnnnngggg!”

By now Tim was pounding his hard cock into his mother’s wet cunt as fast as he could. He was using his hands to push her legs back wide, opening her fuck-hole fully to his assault. His shaft glistened with her pussy juice as it pistoned in and out of her puffy red slot.

“Fuck, mom. Your pussy is so hot. I can feel your cunt muscles milking my cock. Shit, I’m going to cum. I’m going to fill your hungry twat with my incestuous sperm. Oooohhhh, ccccuuummmmiiinnnnggg!”

His cock expanded and jerked as he sent stream after stream of thick cock cream deep into his mother’s womb. Mary groaned and shook as she felt her son’s hot seed fill her overheated cunt. Slowly they came down from their mutual climaxes. Tim sat down in one of the kitchen chairs, while Mary let her legs dangle over the edge of the table, her well-fucked pussy visibly leaking cum onto the floor.

“That was beautiful,” Hannah said in awe, as she gently stroked Paul revived hardon. “I can’t believe I used to think this was all so horrible. No more. ... Mary, will you help me shave my pussy? I loved watching Tim’s cock move in your bald cunt; the way the lips stretched around his thick shaft. I want to see the same thing in my pussy.”

“Sure, Hannah.” Mary said, getting up. “Let’s go do it right now. You’ll find that a smooth shaved pussy is much more fun eating as well.”

“Good.” Lydia said, standing in the doorway with her fingers buried in her twat.

“Oh. Good morning, honey. We didn’t know you were up.” Paul said, looking at his daughter as she masturbated in front of them.

“I got here in time to see Tim cum in mom’s cunt. It made me soooo hot. Mom, you go and help shave grandma’s hairy pussy. I’ll keep the guys busy until you get back.”

As Mary and Hannah left, they looked back in time to see Lydia bend over and take her brother’s shriveled cock in her mouth. Paul moved behind her and slid his hard cock into his daughter’s wet and open pussy. They could hear the lust-filled moans and groans all the way to the bathroom.

Paul spent the day working on his sermon for the Sunday service. He wanted to be done before his father arrived. If everything worked out according to plan he would be too busy fucking with his family on Saturday to do much of anything else.

Tim and Lydia headed to classes for the day. But they both found it hard to concentrate on their studies as they eagerly anticipated the evening’s activities.

After Mary helped Hannah shave her pubic hair off, they worked together cleaning the house and preparing for Sam’s arrival. They were all hoping and praying that Sam would be willing to join their incestuous circle.

Sam did not arrive until almost 7:30 PM. When he knocked, Mary answered the door. She greeted him, “Hi, Sam. Come on in.”

He nervously entered, half expecting to find his wife and son standing there ready to lay into him because of his pornography. He was surprised to see that Mary seemed to be home alone.

“Come in and sit down.” Mary invited. “Paul and Hannah are over at his office right now; and the kids are at the library studying. We weren’t sure what time you would be arriving so I stayed here, waiting for you.”

As Sam sat down in a chair he noticed his magazines sitting on the coffee table. He blushed a deep red, embarrassed at being caught with them.

Mary followed his gaze and smiled. She sat down on the couch and picked up the top magazine. It was a voyeur magazine that showed pictures looking up women’s skirts and down their blouses. She began to leaf through it. “Do you really get turned on by this stuff?” she asked. As she spoke she leaned back and let her legs open just a little.

Sam was confused. Mary seemed so nonchalant about the whole situation. Then he suddenly realized that he could see part way up her skirt. He had never known her to wear anything but long skirts that went well below her knees. Yet this one stopped well above them. And the way her legs were open he could see up the inside of her smooth thighs. It was almost as if she wanted him to look. His mouth suddenly became very dry.

Mary looked up at her father when he didn’t answer her question. She caught him looking at her legs, and smiled again. Leaning forward, she put the magazine back on the table. The action allowed her to open her legs a little more. She was sure he couldn’t see all the way up to her crotch yet, but he was sure getting an eyeful of her shapely legs.

“From what Hannah has said you and she haven’t had much of a sex life, have you?” Mary asked, as she sat up straight, giving Sam an even better view up her skirt.

“Uh, ... No, not really.” Sam hesitantly answered. If his daughter would spread her legs just a little more, he thought, he was sure he would be able to see the crotch of her panties. Tearing his eyes away from her legs and up to her face, he said, “Hannah has always been dead set against anything of a sexual nature.”

“Do you know why?” Mary asked.

“She says it is against God’s will,” he replied, letting his eyes drop to her bare legs again for a second.

“You didn’t know she had been raped, did you?”

“What??!!” Sam almost shouted, as he jerked his head up. “When? ... Where? ... By Whom?”

Mary could tell that Sam was truly concerned about his wife. As she watched the conflicting emotions flow across his face she realized he really did love Hannah, in spite of their sexless marriage. She told him what Hannah had related about her first date in high school.

“Why didn’t she tell me?” he asked, incredulously.

“She was afraid,” Mary said simply. “She was afraid you wouldn’t love her ... would refuse to marry her ... would hate her for what happened. She also hoped sex would be better with you. But then I guess things went pretty bad on your wedding night. The memories of her rape came flooding back and it was easier for her to just shut sex and the pain she associated with it out of her life in the name of religion.”

Memories of their wedding night flashed in Sam’s head, causing him to bury his head in his hands. “Yeah, our wedding night was a real bust. I was too eager and too new at it. I was a virgin, you know. I really didn’t know what I was doing. I guess I really hurt her and used her to get my own satisfaction. But I didn’t know about the other, I swear. Maybe if I did, it would have been different.” He sighed. “I just don’t know.”

While Sam was talking Mary spread her legs farther apart. Now if he looked, he would be able to see all the way up her skirt to her crotch. He would know that she was not wearing any panties. Her bald pussy was plainly visible for him to see.

“Paul has been working with Hannah to help her get over her fear of sex.” she told Sam. “She is much more open about it now. She is learning to express herself sexually and enjoy it.”

“You’re kidding,” Sam replied, looking up in surprise. And just that quickly he got an eyeful of his daughter’s naked pussy. He could feel his cock begin to swell in his pants. “Wha ... What is going on here?”

“Sam, do you love Hannah? Do you want a healthy, loving sex life with your wife?” Mary asked, knowing she would have to work fast to convince him to go ahead or they might lose their opportunity. “Or do you just want to look at magazines?” She held one up to emphasize her point.

Sam sputtered. He couldn’t take his eyes off of Mary’s naked twat. It had been years since he had seen anything but pictures. And now, suddenly, here was his daughter, with her legs spread wide, letting him see her bald pussy in all of it’s glory. It was, ... well it was beautiful, he thought. His cock continued to grow and harden.

“Sam, do you want a healthy, loving sex life with your wife?” Mary asked again.

“Uh ... Yes, I guess so.” Sam was obviously confused. He was having a hard time concentrating, what with Mary’s wet pussy so blatantly exposed to his gaze. “It ... it’s just that I had given up hope of ever having sex again. But ... but, yes! Yes, of course. I want a sex life with Hannah, if she is willing.”

“Are you willing to do whatever it takes to help her get over her past and experience an enjoyable sex life with you?”

Sam couldn’t take his eyes off of Mary’s exposed vagina. “Whatever it takes? ... Yeah, I guess so.” He finally looked up. “What are you taking about ... whatever it takes?”

“Sam, if you want Hannah to learn to enjoy sex, you have to learn how to help her achieve that enjoyment. You can’t just stick your cock in her and get your rocks off. That would only hurt her again and she doesn’t need any more pain.”

Sam gasped at his daughter’s words. He had never heard her use that kind of language before. “What is going on here?” he asked again, suspiciously.

“I told you,” Mary replied. “Paul is helping Hannah learn to enjoy sex. We all are: Paul, Tim, Lydia, and me. But if you and she are going to overcome this problem in your marriage, you will have to learn to give her pleasure, too. Are you willing to do that?”

Sam was even more confused. “What do you mean you have been helping Hannah learn to enjoy sex? How? What’s been going on around here?” And then as the implications of Mary’s words sank in, “I don’t believe you. Hannah couldn’t change that quickly. There is something fishy going on here.”

Mary knew she needed help. “Here, I’ll let you talk to her.” she said, getting up and getting the phone. She quickly dialed Paul’s office number. “Hi, Paul. Mary. I have Sam here and he doesn’t believe what I’ve been telling him about Hannah. Could you put her on and let her talk to him. ... Ok, just a minute.” She handed the phone to Sam.

“Sam? Honey?”

“Hannah?”

“Sam, just listen for a few minutes. I was really hurt when I found your porn magazines. I didn’t know what to do. Thank goodness I turned to Paul. He helped me see how wrong I was to blame all men for what had happened to me in high school. ... I’m so sorry, Sam. I should have gotten help a long time ago. ... I should have told you all about it. ... I was just so scared. ... But now it’s different. Paul has helped me see that.” Sam could hear the strain in his wife’s voice, and his heart went out to her.

“Hannah, it’s OK. I wish I had known. Maybe we could have worked things out much sooner. I don’t know. But where do we go from here? And what is Mary talking about ... Paul helping you learn to enjoy sex?”

“Oh, Sam, it’s true.” Hannah said, excitedly. “I almost can’t believe it myself. But it’s true. Sex can be so wonderful. And Paul has shown me just how wonderful it can be. My own son has taught me the true joys of sex.”

She wondered what Sam would say if he knew that while they were talking she was laying on Paul’s desk with her skirt up around her waist, her legs wrapped around her son as he slowly slid his hard cock in and out of her freshly shaved cunt. 

“And, Sam. I want to experience those joys with you. I want our marriage to be what it really should be. I want to make love to you, and I want you to make love to me. ... But, I’m a little afraid, Sam. I don’t want to be hurt again.”

Sam’s head was swimming as he listened to his wife talk excitedly about having sex with him. He never dreamed he would ever hear her say such things. He didn’t know what was going on here, yet. But whatever it was, his wife definitely sounded like a changed woman.




A New Life: Extended Ch. 03



Part One: Sam and Hannah

Sam Bursman gazed down at his sleeping wife. The sheet was down around her waist, exposing her naked breasts to his view. Always at home she wore very modest pajamas. But now, thanks to his son and his family, she was sleeping nude.

This was really the first chance he had to look at her breasts in their full naked glory. Gently, so as not to awaken her, he reached out and cupped one breast, feeling it's weight and softness. As he caressed the melon-shaped globe and rubbed his thumb over the pale pink nipple, he relived in his mind the events of the night before. His cock quickly hardened at the thought of all of the incestuous fucking that had gone on.

Looking down at his wife's breast, he noticed that the nipple was beginning to harden in arousal. Leaning over, he took the hard nubbin in his mouth and began sucking on it. Hannah moaned in her sleep and pushed her breast into Sam's mouth. As he licked and pulled on one breast, he reached over to squeeze and knead the other one.

Suddenly Hannah shifted a little in bed and Sam felt a hand wrap around his hard cock. "Mmmmm! What a nice way to wake up," she said. "I hope you're ready to finish what you've started, though. You're getting me hot and horny. And now you're going to have to fuck me good before we get out of this bed. ... But I can see you are up for the job." She smiled as she stroked his jutting manhood.

Sam looked up into his wife's smiling face. He still couldn't believe how much she had changed. But here she was, holding his penis, and telling him she needed him to fuck her. He was going to have to remember to thank his son later, after he had fulfilled his wife's need.

He raised up and kissed her. She responded by offering him her tongue. He groaned as he sucked on it, pouring his soul into the kiss. At the same time he moved one hand down over her stomach and between her thighs. She quickly spread her legs to give him access to her steaming cunt. His probing fingers found her wet hole open and ready for fucking.

He broke the kiss and said, "Oh, wow, Hannah! You're already wet and ready for me."

"Mmmm, yes," she replied, pushing her mound hard against his hand. "Ever since Paul showed me how great sex is I can't seem to get enough. I'm always hot and wet, ready to fuck. I guess I'm turning into a real fuck-slut for my family. Does that bother you, Sam?"

"Oh, goodness, no!" he replied. "You have no idea how long I have wished and dreamed for this very thing. I love you, Hannah. And I want to show you just how much by fucking your brains out."

Hannah wrapped her arms around her husband and pulled him down into a tight bear hug. "Oh, Sam. I love you. I was so afraid I had lost you when I found those sex magazines. I was desperate. I ran to Paul for help. And he showed me how much it was my own fault for not telling you about my past, not getting help a long time ago."

Sam pushed himself up so he could breath. "It's okay, Hannah." he said, gazing into her lust-filled eyes. "Those magazines only helped me relieve my sexual tensions. I never stopped loving you. I never would have left you."

"Well now you won't need them at all," she smiled, poking him playfully in the ribs, "because I intend to handle all of your sexual tensions myself. Any time you feel the need, you just let me know. My mouth, my pussy, and my ass are yours to fuck anytime you want."

"Oh, Hannah! How I love to hear you say that." Sam kissed his wife, again squeezing her breast as he pushed two fingers into her hungry hole.

Then he broke the kiss, this time to begin kissing his way down over her neck and shoulders to her heaving breasts. There he licked and sucked each one, savoring the feel and taste of them. Hannah ran her fingers through his hair and pulled his face deeper into her fleshly tits. "Suck them, Sam. Suck my hot tits. Oooohhhh, that feels so good." Once again she began stroking his hard cock, enjoying the feel of it in her hand.

After several minutes, Sam licked and sucked his way down over her stomach to her hairless mound, leaving a trail of kisses and saliva as he went. Hannah raised her legs and opened her thighs to give him full access to her steaming pussy. The lips were puffy and blood-filled, giving them a nice red hue. They gaped open, revealing the pink interior of her vagina. Pungent juices leaked out to flow down her crack. The smell was intoxicating.

Sam took a deep breath, drawing the musky odor deep into his nostrils. And then he dove head first into the well. Quickly his face became covered with his wife's pussy juice. He licked and sucked everywhere he could reach as he tried to drink down as much of it as he could. She tasted even better than Mary or Lydia, he thought. He was really going to love eating his wife's mature pussy as often as he could.

Hannah squirmed as she pushed her leaking twat into her husband's face. "OOOOhhhhh, yyyyeeessss! Suck my hot cunt. ... Eat my wet pussy. ... Push your tongue in me and fuck me. ... Ssshhhiiiitttt, Sam. That feels so good. ...Oh fuck, why did I wait so long to do this? ...You're going to make me cum, you horny fucker. ... Suck my clit, honey! Hurry! Make me cum! ... Ooooohhhhh, fffuuuccckkkiiinnnggg ssshhhiiittt!"

Her words burned into Sam's brain. Never had he heard her talk this way. But he loved it. Enflamed, he attacked her clit. He licked and sucked on it for all he was worth. He could feel the throbbing beat of his heart in his temples. The blood flowed hot in his veins as he enjoyed the feeling of power he had to drive his wife wild with sexual energy. Pushing his tongue hard against her extended clit, he suddenly drove three fingers up inside her steaming depths.

Hannah bucked her hips, arching her back. She grabbed her husband's head in both hands and pulled him tight into her superheated cunt. And then she came, pouring her cum-juice into his waiting mouth. "Ccccuuuummmmmiiinnngggg! Oh fuck! Yyyyeeeesssss!"

Sam continued his attack on his wife's pussy, drinking the copious flow of juices that poured from it, until she collapsed back onto the bed after her orgasm subsided. Lifting his head, he watched her heaving breasts as she tried to regain her breath. His face literally dripped with her cum.

Hannah looked at her husband and smiled. Then, suddenly, she jumped up, knocking him over onto his back. She quickly straddled his hips, grabbed his hard cock, pointed it at her bald hole and sat down hard, impaling herself on it in one swift stroke.

Taken totally by surprise, Sam groaned loudly as his cock was engulfed by the molten heat of his wife's cunt. "I told you last night we were going to fuck our brains out this morning." she told him. "And it starts now. You really got me going with that wonderful cunt sucking you did. And now you're going to reap the benefits, you horny bastard, you."

With that she began to bounce up and down on his hard cock, fucking him for all she was worth. She ground her hips this way and that, up and down, back and forth, driving her clit into his pelvic bone, as her pubic mound slapped against him again and again.

Sam grabbed her hips and drove himself up into her hot depths. He matched her, thrust for thrust. As she leaned forward to get better leverage, he caught one of her swaying tits in his mouth and sucked hard on the pointed hard nipple.

"Yyyyeeesss!" she shouted. "Suck my hot titty. Fuck my nasty cunt. Fuck your fuck-slut of a wife. Pound that hot rod up into my wet twat and make me cum. We've got a lot of wasted time to make up for. Fuck me, Sam. Fuck me good." Her pussy was almost a blur as she fucked herself up and down his naked shaft.

"Shit, honey," he groaned, as he increased his speed to keep up with her. "You sure are one hell of a hot fuck-slut. If I'd have known you'd turn out like this I'd have gotten our son to fuck you years ago. Fuck me, you incest-loving slut. Fuck me with that hungry, cum-loving cunt of yours."

There were no more barriers between them; no more taboos to hold them back; the past was forgotten. Husband and wife reveled in the heat of the moment, seeking to satisfy the hungering of a lifetime of repressed desires. A sheen of sweat covered their bodies. Their lungs seemed to burst for want of air. And still they pounded into each other, frenzied in their lust for each other.

It couldn't last. Their bodies soared to the pinnacle and over the edge, into the depths of pure pleasure and love ... they came together.

"Oooohhhh, fffuuucckkk!" Hannah cried, as her orgasmic pussy collapsed around her husband's cock. "I'm ccccuuummmmiiinnnngggg!"

Sam drove his throbbing cock up into his wife's womb as deep as he could go. "Yyyyyeeeessss!" he cried out as he sent wad after wad of hot cum shooting up into her, bathing her vaginal walls with it's liquid fire.

They lay there together, Hannah's quivering twat milking Sam's shrinking cock of it's last drop of sperm. They hugged each other, kissing passionately.

Part Two: Breakfast Time

After they regained their breath, Sam and Hannah showered together and headed to the kitchen for breakfast. It was already almost mid morning and they were both hungry. At Hannah's insistence they didn't bother with clothes.

"I'm a Bursman family incestuous fuck-slut." she explained to her husband. "I'm yours to fuck, anytime you want. But Paul and Tim can fuck me whenever they want, too. And you and Mary or Lydia can fuck any time you want. We are now one big happy incestuous family. So let's forget the clothes and enjoy our new-found freedom."

Sam didn't argue. He loved watching the sway of Hannah's breasts as she moved, the jiggle of her ass as she walked ahead of him into the kitchen. Besides, the thought of fucking his beautiful daughter and his gorgeous granddaughter again sent tingling sensations into his groin. He could feel his cock twitch in anticipation of what was to come.

As they entered the kitchen they discovered they weren't the only ones who had decided not to wear clothes this morning. Paul was casually sitting at the table eating his breakfast as Lydia knelt between his legs sucking on his engorged cock. Both were naked. Mary stood at the kitchen counter fixing a pitcher of orange juice. Except for an apron, she, too, was naked.

As Sam and Hannah entered all three turned to look at them. Paul smiled as he saw his naked parents. "Good morning. Sounded like you were really enjoying yourselves when we went by your room a little while ago."

Hannah smiled and looked lovingly at her husband. "You could say that." she said. "Sam made me cum twice already. Looks like he's another Bursman stud, just like his son and grandson."

Sam blushed under his wife's praise. "Paul, you sure have turned your mother into quite the fuck-loving slut. She just about fucked me to death already this morning." Then stepping forward to clap his son on the shoulder, he added, "Thanks, son."

Paul rose to hug his dad. "I'm glad everything is working out for you two." he said. Then striding over to his mother, he continued, "Of course, the fact that I now get to fuck mom too isn't such a bad bonus." He took his mother into his arms and stuck his tongue in her mouth as he reached down to fondle her pussy mound.

As Sam watched his son kiss and play with his wife, he felt a warm mouth engulf his semi-hard cock. Looking down he saw Lydia looking up at him, her lustful eyes shining, as she sucked on his rapidly growing shaft.

"Come on, everyone," Mary chided, as she set the orange juice on the table. "Let's eat breakfast first. Then you can fuck your brains out if you wish."

"Why can't we do both?" Lydia asked, raising up to push her grandfather into a chair. Once he was settled, she straddled his lap, reached down to grab his hard cock, and slowly sank down on it, driving it deep into her hot depths. Then she reached over and poured herself a glass of juice. "Come on, grandpa. We can feed each other while we fuck."

"That looks like fun," Hannah said, watching her granddaughter bouncing on her husband's lap. Quickly she led her son over to the table, set him in a chair, and pushed his erection into her superheated twat. As she fucked him, she reached for the plate of eggs. "One hot, fucking breakfast coming up," she said.

Mary watched her family feed each other their food. All the while her daughter and mother slowly road up and down the hard cocks that impaled them. The scene made her pussy swell with desire. Her cunt juice began to leak down her leg. "I think I'll go wake up Tim," she said, as she headed out the door.

The others hardly noticed Mary's departure. They continued their playful fucking as they ate. Hannah dribbled a little egg yoke on her tit. Paul quickly licked it off, causing his mother to moan in pleasure. Sam had a bit of food stuck at the corner of his mouth, so Lydia leaned forward and used her tongue to remove it. Then she French kissed her grandfather to make sure he got every bite.

Paul took a piece of toast, put part of it in his mouth, and then fed it to Hannah. As she took it from him their tongues danced against each other as they kissed. And Sam took some jam and smeared it on Lydia's nipples so he could lick it off, causing her little nubs to harden immediately.

All of the sex play with their food soon had the four of them really turned on. The men's cocks throbbed in hot, wet pussies. The women squirmed as the excitement raced through their veins.

Paul reached out to grab his mother's waist. He began to guide her movement on his hard cock. "Oh yes, mom! Your pussy is so hot. Fuck me. Pound that incestuous cunt up and down my fucking shaft. Oh, fuck. Yeah!"

At her son's urging, Hannah quickened her pace as she rode his thick cock. "Fuck me!" she cried. "Shove that big, incestuous cock up my fuck hole, you motherfucker, you. Fuck me good and make me cum. Pound me and fill me with your creamy sperm. Fill my hot incestuous cunt with your jizz."

Sam smiled and shook his head as he listened to his wife beg for their son's cum. He never dreamed he would hear her say such things. Her words really turned him on. Reaching up, he began to squeeze and pull on his granddaughter's swaying breasts. "Come on, Lydia. Don't let your father and grandmother get the best of us. Fuck me. Move that young incestuous pussy of yours up and down your grandfather's hard cock."

Lydia moaned from the tremors of pleasure that coursed through her body as her grandfather mauled her tits. She put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself and began to bounce on his stiff shaft, driving it deep into her stretched vagina. "Oh, shit, grandpa. Your hard cock feels so good in my hot little fuck-hole. Squeeze my tender tits while I fuck your big cock. Fill my incestuous twat with your granddaddy rod. ... Oh shit! I love incest. I love fucking my naked grandpa. Fuck!"

The sounds of naked flesh slapping against naked flesh filled the room as the two couples climbed toward their orgasms. Faster and faster they went. Hard shafts were pounded up into open, willing cunts. Slick, wet pussies caressed throbbing cockmeat. Hardened nipples pressed into heaving chests.

Paul groaned. "Ooohhh, ssshhhiiittt, mom. I'm going to cum. I'm going to shoot my white, hot cum into your incestuous cunt. Oooohhh, yyyeeessss! Take it. I'm cccuuuummmmiiinnnnggg!"

Hannah slammed her pulsating mound hard against her son's pelvic bone, sucking his cock balls deep into her womb, as she felt it jerk again and again, spewing his sperm into her body. "Yyyyeeeessss!" she cried. "Cum in me, you hot motherfucker. Give me all of your thick incestuous seed. Fill mother's incestuous pussy with your hot white juice. Oooohhh, shit. You're making me cum toooooooo!" She moaned as her orgasmic pussy collapsed around her son's throbbing member, milking it of every drop of hot fluid.

Hearing her father and grandmother cum together drove Lydia over the edge. She slammed her mound hard against the root of her grandfather's cock, grinding her clit into his pelvis as her orgasm consumed her whole being.

"Ccccuuummmmmiiinnnnggg! ...Shit, grandpa! I'm cumming all over your hard cock. F-f-fuck me. ... Fuck me, grandpa, and fill my incestuous twat with your hot seed. Ooooohhhhh, fuck!"

Sam felt his granddaughter's tight pussy spasm around his pounding cock as she came. He couldn't hold out any longer. It felt like Lydia's hot pussy would burn his cock off as it bathed him in wet pussy juice. Grabbing her hips, he pinned her hard against his lap as he emptied his hot load into her willing vagina.

"Ccccuuummmiiinnnggg, honey. Grandpa is cumming in your hot little incestuous hole. ... Ooooohhhh, shit! Take my incestuous seed deep into your hungry womb."

Suddenly the room was quiet, except for some heavy breathing as the four lovers tried to catch their breath.

"I love you, grandpa." Lydia said, kissing him as their combined cum leaked out of her well fucked pussy, down over his sweaty balls, to drip onto the kitchen floor.

"I love you, too." Sam replied, as he pulled his naked granddaughter's body tight against his own.

Hannah gazed lovingly into her son's eyes. "I love you." she mouthed silently to him.

Paul kissed his mother deeply as he felt his cum flow from her well-filled vagina onto his shrinking cock and balls.

Part Three: Mary Seeks Out Her Son

Meanwhile, Mary moved quickly to her son's bedroom, dropping her apron on the floor as she went. The sounds of sex flowing from the kitchen enflamed her own sexual desires. Already her mature cunt was wet with anticipation for her son's strong rod.

When she got to Tim's room and looked in, she found him laying on his bed, slowly stroking his hard, erect cock. "Well, good morning, sleepy-head," she said, happily, as she gazed lustfully at his big, stiff manhood. "Were you going to stay in bed all morning and jack off, when there are three hot fuck-sluts in this house just waiting for you to pound that lovely cockmeat of yours into their willing pussies?"

Tim's cock gave an involuntary jerk as he gazed at his mother's naked body. Her swaying breasts and glistening wet pussy never failed to excite him. He still thought she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. "Nope," he said. "I was just waiting to see who would come get me for breakfast. I thought I could get a little alone time with one of you that way."

"That is so sweet, honey." she replied. "I hope you are ready for some hot sex with your horny mother." She sat down next to him on his bed and replaced his hand with her own on his hard shaft. Lovingly she began to stroke up and down, marveling at the heat that emanated from it.

Tim groaned as his mother pumped his cock. "What's the rest of the family up to?" he asked.

"When I left the kitchen, Lydia was sitting on her grandpa's lap with his stiff cock buried in her hot pussy, while she fed him breakfast. Your grandmother and father were in much the same position." she replied.

"Wow!" exclaimed Tim. "What a great way to enjoy a meal." He reached up and began to caress his mother's soft tits, feeling her nipples harden in his hands.

"Yes," she said, smiling. "Watching all of that incestuous fucking really turned me on. I got so hot I had to come and find my own incestuous fuck partner." Lustfully gazing into her son's eyes, she added, "And you are it."

Tim leaned forward and kissed his mother's full lips. "I love you, mom." he said. "And I love being your incestuous fuck partner."

"Oh, Tim," she cried. Throwing both of her arms around him, she hugged him close to her and kissed him with all of her soul, her tongue slithering deep into his mouth, seeking the intimate caress of his tongue.

The force of her attack knocked Tim back onto the bed with Mary sprawled out on top of him. Quickly she swung her body around to straddle his hips. As if guided by radar her hungry twat centered itself over his thick shaft and she plunged down, burying it all the way inside her hot fuck-hole in one swift motion. Both mother and son groaned loudly into each other's mouth as the sensations of their incestuous union washed over them.




A New Life: Extended Ch. 03



"Oh, fuck, Tim," Mary exclaimed as she sat up and began rotating her hips, causing his embedded shaft to wiggle around inside her wet cunt. "You feel so good in mommy's pussy." Her eyes shone with her love-lust. "I love you so much."

"I love you, too, mom." Tim manage to groan out as his mother worked her tight twat on his super sensitive cock. It felt like she was trying to eat him alive with it.

"Oh, Tim," she replied. "Do you realize you are the one man in this house I can truly commit incest with. Fucking Paul or Sam isn't the same. I'm related to them because I'm married to your dad. But I'm related to you by blood. You are flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone, blood of my blood. You grew inside my body. You suckled at my breasts. When you are inside me like this, it's like you are returning to my womb. We are one together again in a very special way, incestuously. I love it. I need it."

"Shit, mom, you're driving me wild with your talk. Your pussy is so hot right now. It feels like you could burn my cock with your cunt juices."

"I am hot, honey. I am so hot for your big, hard cock. Promise me you will always be willing to fuck my hot, incestuous cunt. It was your wonderful cock that woke me up to the wonders of sex. You have no idea how glad I am those two men tied us together when they robbed us on that fateful day (see the story "A New Life" for what happened). Your big, thick cock opened me up in more ways than one. And now I love my new life. I love being my family's incestuous fuck-slut. I love the open, naked, incestuous fuck family we have all become. Oh, fuck me, Tim. Always fuck your fuck-loving mother."

Mary lifted herself up until her son's long shaft almost left her body. And then she slammed down on it again. Again and again she rode up his glistening rod, twisting this way and that, fucking him for all she was worth.

Tim reached up and grabbed his mother's swaying breasts. He squeezed and pulled on them as he used his hips to drive his hot cockmeat up into his mother's open fuck-hole.

"Oh, fuck, mom." he cried, as they hammered their groins together. "I sometimes wonder what kind of a can of worms we opened on that first day. None of us can seem to get enough of each other. And now we've added grandma and grandpa into the mix. But don't worry, mom. I can't imagine what it would be like not being able to fuck you anymore. I think I would go out of my mind if I had to stop. I'll always want to fuck you. I love you and I love being your incestuous motherfucker."

For the next few minutes neither spoke as they concentrated on enjoying their special union. They gazed lovingly into each other's eyes. Mary bounced up and down again and again on her son's amazing cock. Tim thrust up to meet his mother's descent, sending his cock deep into her vagina each time they slammed together. Her hands caressed his face and chest. His hands continued to play with her heaving breasts.

Soon their pace quickened. Their movements became more urgent, their actions more forceful. Both began to climb to the peak of fulfillment. They had done this so many times over the last few months; every day in fact. They knew what each other wanted and needed. Almost unconsciously they worked together to reach their mutual climax. And then they were there.

Mary threw back her head, arching her back. "Oh, yes, Tim, honey. I'm there. Mommy's going to cum all over your hot incestuous, motherfucking cock. Cum with me, Tim. Cum and fill my womb with your sperm. Ooooohhhhh, ssshhhiiiitttt! I'm ccccuuuummmmmiiinnnngggg!"

Tim felt his mother's twat suck and pulse around his pounding shaft. Her juices flooded his groin. It sent him over the edge. His ball sack contracted. His cock throbbed. With a groan he sent his burning seed splashing up into his mother's hungry womb.

"Cccuuummmmiiinnnngggg!" he cried. "I'm filling your hot incestuous twat with my cum. Take it all, mom. Take all of my hot cream up your son-loving pussy."

Mary collapsed down onto her son, as his cock shrank and dropped out of her. Their sweaty bodies clung to each other. It was several minutes before their breathing returned to normal. Slowly Mary slid to the side, still clinging to her son. She could feel his cum begin to leak from her open hole. As he turned to look at her, she smiled and said, "I love you."

"I love you, too, mom." Then they kissed and went into the bathroom for a nice relaxing shower together.

Part Four: Family Time Together

By the time everyone had breakfast and cleaned up from their morning encounters it was almost noon. They all agreed that the next natural step in their family's incestuous development was to have one big family orgy. They decided to wait until evening, after supper, for the family fuckfest. That way they would all be rested up and ready to go.

In order to keep busy until then the men decided to get some yard work done around the house while the women went shopping. The ladies had decided that Hannah, especially, needed some new, sexier clothes to go along with her new attitude and lifestyle. When they returned, they were somewhat secretive about their purchases, saying they would model them for the guys after supper to sort of get things started for the evening.

After supper the women disappeared into the master bedroom to change. While they were gone the men quickly stripped, speculating on what they had bought. Paul thought it might be some sexy bikinis. Sam voted for lingerie. Tim hoped for some sluttish, whorish outfits. Just thinking about the possibilities had them hard with anticipation. But they were all wrong.

When the ladies appeared they were all dressed in skirts and blouses or a dress, and seemed ready to go out for the evening. The men had to admit they looked sexy as hell. Each outfit seemed to accentuate the sexual aura of the woman who wore it.

Hannah wore a white blouse with a scooped neckline that showed off her ample breasts and deep cleavage. Her erect nipples poked out visibly letting everyone know how turned on she was. Her skirt was black and down to her knees. When standing still she looked like a young grandmother. But when she walked the slit up the front of the skirt opened wide, nearly to her crotch, showing off her shapely legs almost all the up to her womanhood. You wanted to bend down and look up to see if she flashed her pussy when she walked. With her grey hair, bouncing exposed breasts, and flashing legs, she looked like one hot sexy older woman.

Mary had on a red halter top dress. The front had a keyhole opening that exposed the inner half of both breasts. It looked as if she turned too fast to one side or the other she would expose one of her nipples. The dress was low cut in the back, almost to her butt crack. The skirt reached to about mid thigh, accentuating her long legs. And you knew that if she bent over far enough she would expose what was underneath to anyone who cared to look. With her hair flowing down onto her bare shoulders, she looked fuckably hot to trot.

Lydia wore a light pink silk-like blouse that was designed to be worn pulled down off of the shoulders. She had pulled the sides down far enough to expose plenty of the swell of her young breasts. The material was just transparent enough so you could see the shadow of her dark areolas showing through. Her skirt was a denim micro-mini, fringed at the bottom, and barely covered her ass cheeks. If she bent over or reached up too high she would surely moon anyone behind her. Her long hair and flashing smile gave her a young, fresh come-fuck-me look.

All three men gazed in awe at their sexy looking women. And then all three ladies boldly raised their skirts to reveal matching lace crotchless panties. Hannah's were white, Mary's red, and Lydia's light blue. Three bald pink pussies framed in lace: they looked mouth-wateringly delicious. Just that quickly three hard cocks jutted out, eager to sample the offerings before them.

Tim approached his grandmother. "Wow, grandma," he exclaimed. "I love it. You're beautiful. You look like one very sexy grandmother to me."

Hannah enjoyed the way her grandson's eyes roamed over her body, taking in the swell of her breasts before dropping down to feast on her dripping cunt. "I'm glad you like it." she said. "This new life makes me feel like a sexy grandmother. So I guess I should dress the part. ... Come here and show me just how much you like your new sexy looking grandma."

Tim stepped into his grandmother's open arms and kissed her, shoving his tongue deep into her mouth. His hands slid up under her blouse to squeeze her ample breasts. Hannah groaned as her tongue battled with his. She reached down to gently stroke his hard manhood.

Sam looked at his daughter. "My son is very lucky to have such a beautiful wife." he told her. He couldn't take his eyes off of her breasts. The way they were almost sticking out of her dress was really turning him on.

Mary smiled as she saw where her father was looking. "You can come kiss them if you want," she told him.

Quickly he closed the gap between them and buried his face in her exposed cleavage. She slid her hand behind his head and pulled him tight against her tits. "Oh yes, dad. Suck my titties. Your tongue feels so nice." she said as she reached down to fondle his hard cock.

Lydia looked at her father. "Well, it looks like that leaves you and me, dad. What do you think. Do you like the way your fuck-slut daughter looks?"

Paul smiled. "Honey, you look great." His gazed rested on her lace panties. "Those panties frame your hot little pussy just like a beautiful picture." He stepped forward and slid his hand into the opening, sliding his fingers up and down her open slit as he kissed her. She, like her mother and grandmother, began to stroke his hard cock.

For several minutes they kissed, their hot bodies pressed together as their hands roamed and caressed each other. Then Tim lifted his grandmother's blouse off over her head so he could suck on her pale nipples as he reached into the slit of her skirt to finger her steaming twat. He loved the feel of lace next to bare skin.

Paul reached up to pull his daughter's blouse down over her pert young breasts, leaving it bunched around her waist. He bent down and sucked on her erect nipple as he continued to play with her wet pussy.

Sam reached behind Mary, releasing the halter strap around her neck. Her dress slid quietly to the floor, leaving her naked except for the red lace panties. He, too, pulled her erect nipple into his mouth as he reached down to fondle her hot cunt.

All three women moaned as the men continued to get them hotter and hotter. Their hands pulled urgently on their throbbing cocks, causing the men to groan as well. As things heated up, the three men pulled the women down onto the floor. They were all ready for what was to come. The horny women lay back, spreading their legs, inviting the men to take them.

Tim gazed at his grandmother. She was naked from the waist up, her breasts heaving with her excitement. Her eyes sparkled with lust for her grandson. Her black skirt flowed beneath her, open at the split as her legs spread it to the sides. Her white crotchless panties stood out in contrast to the black of her skirt, drawing attention to the pink lips framed within. It was like a blazing target showing him exactly where his cock needed to go.

He knelt between her legs, took his throbbing cock in his hand, and guided it into the puffy folds of his grandmother's mature pussy. He could see her slick juices pooled in her open cunt, waiting to engulf his invading manhood. Slowly he pushed the entire length of his hard cock into her heated depths.

"Oh yes!" Hannah cried. "Sooooo gooooood. Your big cock feels so good in my hot pussy. Fill me up with your hot meat, Tim. Shove all of your thick hard cock up grandma's incestuous cunt. ... Fuck me! Grandma need you to fuck her. ... Come on, lover. Fuck me good."

Listening to his grandmother beg him to fuck her really turned Tim on. He pulled his glistening cock back and then drove it into her again. Again and again he fucked his boy-prick up into his grandmother's superheated body. "Oh, shit." he cried. "Your pussy is so tight, grandma. It really grabs my cock. ... I love your hot, wet, juicy cunt. ... Take it all, grandma. Take all of my fat, fucking cock up your incestuous fuck-hole. Oh, yeah."

Sam paused to watch his grandson shove his young cock up into his wife's hungry pussy. He marveled at the words that flowed from her mouth as she begged her grandson to fuck her. And in that moment he realized how much he loved this new incest loving woman he was married to.

He looked down at Mary. "Thank you," he said. "Thank you for helping Hannah open up. Thank you for helping us get our sex life started. I love you for what you have done for us."

Mary smiled up at him as she spread her legs wide. "Don't just say it. Show it. Shove that big cock of yours up my fucking pussy and show me how thankful you are. Fuck your hot thank you right up my hot little twat."

Sam laughed as he drove his cock into the opening of her red panties, right up into her dripping fuck-hole. "You want me to show you how thankful I am? Well then, take that ... and that ... and that." Soon he was pound her clingy vagina for all he was worth as she fucked back at him with everything she had to give.

Subconsciously Paul took in the sounds of sex that flowed from the rest of his family. But his attention was focused on his daughter. Lydia lay beneath him, her pink blouse bunched at her waist, along with her denim skirt. Her pale blue panties perfectly framed her red puffy pussy lips. Her erect nipples were hard nubs on top of her swelling breasts. Her eyes shined with love and lust.

As she watched her father look at her with unashamed lust, Lydia's face broke into a mischievous little smile. She reach up to grab her knees and spread her legs back wide. "Fuck me, daddy. Fuck your daughter with your big hard daddy-cock. Fuck me and fuck me until you shoot your hot, thick cum into my incestuous womb. Fuck me good, daddy."

Paul groaned. After all of these months of sex with his family, his daughter still knew how to drive him wild. He brushed his flared cockhead up and down her open slit, pressing it against her hard clit. Then he centered it in her willing hole and pushed into her, filling her with his throbbing meat.

"Oh yes, daddy!" she cried as she pushed her hips up to meet his thrust. "Fuck me. Your big cock feels so good in my little pussy. ... I love it. I love incestuous fucking. ... Fuck your incestuous daddy-cock up my incestuous daughter-cunt. Fuck me and make me cum, you naughty daughter-fucker, you."

Paul gasped as he buried his face in the nape of his daughter's neck. It felt like her sucking pussy was eating him alive. It all just seemed to get better and better. Every time he fucked his daughter was better than the last. Fucking his wife was better each time too. And now his mother was there for him to fuck too. Could get any better than this? He didn't think so. Raising up on his arms, he began to pound his daughter's willing pussy hard. He would make it her best ever too.

The sound of sweaty bodies slapping against each other filled the room. Three sets of shapely legs waved in the air. Three hairy masculine asses flashed in the light. The smell of sex permeated the air. Harder and harder, faster and faster, the Bursman family fucked their way to climax.

Tim fucked his grandmother with long, slow hard strokes, making sure to pound her clit each time he slammed into her pelvis. Hannah squirmed under her grandson's assault. Both her husband and son had filled her womb with their thick seed. Now she wanted her grandson to do the same. She met him stroke for stroke, screwing her superheated cunt up his thick shaft with each thrust.

Sam pounded his daughter for all he was worth. He had had so little sex prior to this weekend. Now he was getting all he could handle from his wife, granddaughter and daughter-in-law. Mary used every trick she had learned over the last few months of fucking her family to please her father-in-law. She used her muscles to squeeze his invading cock. She wiggled this way and that to make sure he fucked every inch of her open vagina. Their pelvises slapped together obscenely.

Paul knew his daughter was one hot fuck-slut who loved to fuck hard and heavy. Sweat poured from his body as he drove his throbbing cock into her hot twat again and again. Lydia met her father stroke for stroke. She loved the feel of his big cock stretching her young cunt open, hitting bottom with every thrust. Wrapping her arms and legs around him, she fucked him with every ounce of energy she had.

One after another they began to cum.

"Oh shit, grandma. I'm going to cum. ... Your twat is so tight, so hot. ... Take my seed. I going to shoot my hot, incestuous cum up your naked pussy. Cccccuuuummmmiiiinnnnggggg!"

Hannah gasped as she felt her grandson unleash rope after rope of sperm into her open womb. "Yes, Tim. Cum in grandma's cunt! Fill me with your cum. ... Pour that boy-juice deep into my incestuous twat. I'm ccccuuuummmmiiinnnggg."

"Oh, fuck, Sam. Your cock is driving me wild. Keep fucking me. ... Pound that hard rod up my mature pussy. ... I'm going to cum, Sam. ... You're making me cum, you fucker, you! Ccccuuuummmmiiinnnnggg!"

As his daughter's pussy collapsed around his hard shaft, Sam drove himself to the very root into her. His orgasmic cock jerked and throbbed as it pumped his thick juice into her depths. "Ffffuuuccckkkk, Mary! Take it. I'm cumming in your wild cunt. ... Ccccuuummmiiiinnngggg."

"Oh yes, daddy. Fuck me. You are going to make your little girl cum so good. Don't stop, daddy. Pound your incestuous cock up my wet fuck-hole. ... Fill me with your incestuous sperm. ... Oh, daddy! I'm ccccuuuummmmmiiiinnnnggg!"

Paul's cock felt like it was on fire as his daughter bathed it in her cum juice. Thrusting himself deep into her steaming vagina, he released a flood of thick cum into her womb. "Cumming, Lydia. Daddy is pouring his hot daddy-sperm in your hot incest loving pussy. ... Take it all, honey. Daddy is ccccuuuummmmiiinnnngggg!"

For almost a full minute the Bursmans moaned and groaned as they squirmed against each other. Throbbing cocks dribbled the final streams of cum into welcoming pussies. Breathing slowly returned to normal. Hot sweaty bodies slid apart. Everyone looked around, smiling.

"Wow! Now that is what I call family fun." Tim said.

"We sure enjoyed it." Sam replied, taking his wife's hand. She nodded her agreement.

"Yeah, but it looks like we have some cleanup to do." Mary remarked, looking down at the three leaking pussies as cum seeped from their well-fucked holes.

"Looks delicious." Lydia replied, as she bent down to lick her grandfather's seed from her mother's cum filled pussy.

"Great idea." Mary laughed, opening her legs to give her daughter better access to her dripping twat. She lowered her head into her mother's lap and began sucking her son's slimy cum from her seeping hole.

"Count me in," Hannah announced. She had never eaten a woman's pussy before. But if Mary and Lydia liked it, she figured she would too. Quickly she scooted around, pulled Lydia's legs apart, and dove right in. "Mmmmm, good." she remarked as she attacked her granddaughter's sloppy twat hungrily.

The three men gaped in awe as the ladies formed a triangle of naked bodies, faces buried in juicy twats, tongues lapping away at cum filled holes. "Wow!" Paul's remark summed up what all three were feeling. Watching the hot action soon had their cocks standing hard and ready for more action.

When all three women had cleaned the cum from all three twats they did not stop. Tongues continued to caress wet pussies. Throbbing clits were licked. Puffy pussy lips were sucked. Tight assholes were penetrated. Fingers found their way into open holes. In no time Mary, Lydia, and Hannah were working their way to a group orgasm, each gauging the other's building excitement and trying to time their peaks so they came together. And then all three were shaking and moaning as they came in each other's faces.




A New Life: Extended Ch. 03



Hannah lifted her cum coated face from between her granddaughter's legs. "Wow," she gasped. "That was intense. What a great initiation to cunt lapping."

Lydia giggled. "I think the guys liked it, too." she said, noticing the hard cocks protruding from their laps.

Mary's eyes twinkled. "What do you say we give them a ride? I could really use a good hard cock up my hot pussy about now."

"Sure," Hannah replied. "I'm ready for another good fucking. How do we pair up this time?"

"Why don't we fuck all of them this time?" Mary suggested. Three eager cocks lurched at that idea.

"How do we do that?" Lydia asked.

Mary took charge. "Come on, guys. On your backs, feet in the center." she commanded. Soon Paul, Tim and Sam were laying on the floor like rays coming out from the sun.

"Now, just pick a cock and sit on it." Mary instructed. "Then after a little while we'll switch around to the next one; and then the next one, on around the circle. We keep going until one of the guys cum. Then that couple is out and the others keep going until everyone has an orgasm."

"Sounds like fun." Lydia exclaimed. She straddled her brother's hips, grabbed his hard cock, aimed it at her open pussy, and sat down, impaling herself on it.

"Oh fuck, yeah." Tim groaned as his sister's hot twat engulfed his thick cockmeat.

Quickly the others joined in. Mary fucked her wet cunt down onto her husband's throbbing cock. And Hannah did the same with Sam.

After a few minutes, Mary gave a signal and the three women moved to the next man. Mary slid onto Sam's big cock as Hannah fucked herself down onto Tim's youthful shaft and Lydia impaled herself on Paul's hard cockmeat. Soon they were changing partners yet again, on around the circle.

Since all three men had already cum once, they were able to last longer this time. Also the variety helped keep things going. Each pussy felt just a little different. Each woman fucked in a little different way. And the breaks between as they moved from one man to another also kept them from peaking too quickly.

The same was true for the women. Each cock was just enough different to add variety. Each man pushed his shaft up into them in a little different way. One may use his hands to squeeze and pull at their breasts. Another may pull them down to suck on their nipples. Still another would use his hands to caress their asses and finger their clits.

The result was a slow but steady build in intensity for all involved. After awhile their movements became harder, more urgent. They moved from one to another quicker, not wanting to lose the stimulation buildup. All began to breath harder. Soon all three ladies were slamming their overheated pussies down hard onto the throbbing shafts beneath them, as they ground their extended clits into their partners' pelvises.

Suddenly Paul grabbed his wife's hips and pulled her down hard. "Oh fuck, honey! I'm cumming! Shit ... Fuck!" His cock jerked and sent a steady stream of thick, juicy cum up into her womb.

"Oh fuck, yes!" Mary cried out as she felt her husband cum inside her aching cunt. "Cum in my pussy, Paul. Fill me with your hot seed." Her well fucked pussy quivered as she came.

Tim wasn't far behind. As his sister bounced up and down on his hard cock, she reached behind herself to squeeze his balls. It sent him over the edge. "Shit, sis. That did it. I'm cumming! ... Take my hot seed up your fucking hole. Oh shiiiiiit!"

Lydia groaned as she felt her brother's cock squirt her full of his potent sperm. "Oh shit, yes! Cum in me, Tim. ... Pour your hot incestuous seed in your fuck-slut sister's hungry pussy. ... Make me cum, you sister fucker, you. ... Aaaahhhh!" Her cunt milked him of every drop as her orgasm washed over her.

That left only Sam and Hannah. Hannah suddenly lifted herself off of her husband's throbbing cock, repositioned herself for a moment and then plunged down again, this time impaling herself up the ass.

"Fuck my ass, Sam! ... I want you to fuck every hole I have. Make me your own Bursman fuck toy. ... Oh, soooo gooood! Your big cock feels so good in my ass. Fuck me!"

Sam's eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he felt his wife's asshole engulf his stiff member. Never had he dreamed Hannah would let him do such a thing.

"Oh, so tight! ... Fuck, Hannah! Your ass is so fucking tight. You're squeezing me to death. ... Fuuuck!" Grabbing her waist, he slammed his hard cock up her stretched asshole again and again.

His assault sent Hannah over the top. "Yyyyeeeesssss! Ffffuuuccckkk! ... Oh shit, Sam. I'm cumming. Fuck my hot ass. ... I'm cccuuummmiiinnnngggg so gggoooooddddd!"

Sam pulled her down hard on his lap. His engorged cock paused, throbbed, and then jerked, sending a steady stream of white, hot cum up her bowels. It was almost as if he was peeing in her, but he wasn't. Never had he cum so hard or so much at one time. He pulled her down to him and kissed her with all of his soul behind it.

"Well, dad," Paul asked as he continued to hug his wife. "Are you glad you came this weekend?"

Sam looked at his son and his wife. He smiled and pulled Hannah closer to himself. Glancing over at Tim and Lydia, who lay naked together, his sticky cock still imbedded in her cum-dripping pussy, he said, "I wouldn't have missed it for the world, Paul. Thank you for making this Bursman family one hot fuck-loving group. I think your mother and I are going to be spending a lot more time around here in the future. After all, we have to do our part to keep the Bursman incestuous traditions alive."

THE END