1 comments/ 199884 views/ 26 favorites Beth's Cherry By: E.NonnyMuse When Beth's plane had lifted off from Sea-Tac, it had been raining. Typical December in Seattle. She was in the middle of her junior year at the University of Washington and looked forward to spending Christmas break with her family in Phoenix. After the long letter she'd gotten from mom, she had a whole new perspective on the nature of her family. She dug the letter out of her purse and reread it yet again. *** My Darling Elizabeth, I'm SO looking forward to seeing you soon and hope that we'll be closer after your holiday visit. I'm writing this to explain some things that may have puzzled you over the years. I've always noticed the bewildered cast in your eyes when you hear me call your grandpa Otto instead of dad. As you know, your grandma died when I was seventeen. As an only child, I was all dad had left. He dearly loved mom and grieved heavily when she was gone. I turned eighteen and his sorrow seemed to abate somewhat. At least he no longer cried himself to sleep at night. One morning I went in to kiss him goodbye before I left for my summer job. I guess I should have knocked before entering his bedroom. He didn't notice when I entered. He lay on his back, spread eagled, and totally nude. His eyes were closed, probably fantasizing about happier times with mom. He stroked his fully erect penis in and out of his left fist while rubbing his testicles with his right. I apparently caught him just at the point of no return. He moaned softly as thick spumes of semen squirted from the head of his penis, making pools of white cream in his stomach and chest hair. He opened his eyes and noticed me as his orgasm took control. I was quite the social wallflower in high school, so to my young, naïve eyes, I might as well have been witnessing aliens landing. I'd never seen a full grown penis at rest, let alone one at its plateau. And his ejaculation was a complete mystery. My reaction was wide eyed amazement with my gaping mouth forming a silent 'O'. Daddy was embarrassed and blushed hotly as he pulled up the sheet to cover his manhood. I ran from the room and scurried off to work. That evening neither of us spoke of it, holding an edgy, uncomfortable truce. As I lay in bed waiting for sleep to take me, I ran the scene through my mind over and over. I knew a little bit about sex from rudimentary lessons in school. That must be how boys masturbate or jack off. The white cream that shot from his penis must contain sperm from his testicles, and a man can make babies by squirting it into a woman's womb. I tossed and turned, worried that this incident would always be between us, creating an impassable void. Finally, I decided on something and fell deeply asleep. I got up early the next morning and took a long shower, taking extra time to carefully wash my pussy. I was going to give daddy my cherry to show him how much I loved him. After toweling dry and applying antiperspirant under my arms, I crept into his bedroom and slipped under the sheet beside him. He snored softly as his eyes rolled under his lids. I hoped he was dreaming of mommy. He had a full hard on and I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and slowly stroked him. I knew about circumcision from sex ed class, and discovered that my daddy's cock was uncut. I peeled the hood back and felt the head. The skin felt silky soft and was covered with a slippery secretion that seeped from his pee hole. This awakened him and he was shocked to find me in bed with him with my hand around his cock. We argued about it until I finally broke down and cried, pleading with him not to spurn this gift that I offered out of love, and would never be able to give to another man. I told him that I had become a woman, but was still a virgin, and would like to learn to fuck from a man I truly loved. He finally relented. He got a condom from his dresser drawer and taught me how to stretch it down his cock, explaining that the small pouch at the end was to catch his semen when he came, and to keep his sperm out of my womb. He was gentle and took his time popping my cherry and spreading open my cunt. It stung a little at first, but that went away. Being my first time, I didn't know about orgasms, but shared a greater thrill when daddy shuddered with ecstatic release as I felt his cock throb and expel his seed. When he was done and finally pulled out, more than just the little pouch was full. The bottom inch of the condom was full of daddy's plentiful semen. He kept my legs spread and went down on me to lick up my droplets of virginal blood. When he licked the top of my pussy, I felt a warm fullness, like I needed to pee. After my cherry healed, he fucked me every day until I went off to college. Daddy was a skilled cocksman and a patient teacher. He taught me how to give and take pleasure. He was strong as a bull, and would thoughtfully wait for me to have as many orgasms as I wanted before finally releasing the bounty from his balls. We used condoms religiously, except when I got my period. Those were special days for me. He always left me feeling well fucked, so feeling his thick cum slowly drip out of my still buzzing pussy was just a bonus. That's all ancient history. Just bear with me a little longer and I'll cut to the chase. I met your 'dad' in college and we married in our senior year. It was a mistake, but we thought that was what we were supposed to do. Money was tight so we moved in with daddy. The chemistry was still there, and soon we were fucking on a regular basis. At first we only fucked when I got my period. My young husband thought I was too dirty to have sex with while I sloughed off my unused egg. One day he caught us. Daddy had just ejaculated and was pulling out when Jerry walked in the bedroom. I tried to negotiate with him and get him to go along with me fucking daddy only during the days of my period, when he wanted nothing to do with me anyway. But no man likes to be cuckolded, perhaps especially by his father. I think he just couldn't handle the image of my daddy on his knees with his hard cock throbbing above my well fucked pussy, thick cum still dripping out, and covered head to balls with my monthly blood. He threw his stuff in his car and took off, never to be heard from again. So that's why I call your grandpa Otto. We're still lovers after all these years. Even though Otto is in his sixties, he can still fuck like a young man. So, to make a long story short(I know, too late for that!), Otto is your and Jeffey's biological father. Surely you've noticed that you are not tall and large framed like me. You're petite and small boned like Otto because you were made with the genes from one of his seeds. I hoped that this might have occurred to you on your own. But if not, I'm sorry to throw it on you like a pail of ice water. I hope you'll forgive me for not telling you sooner. We couldn't really keep it from Jeffey, what with him living under the same roof and Otto and I still going at it like rabbits, but I just didn't think you were ready to hear all this til now. Anyway, I hope this candor will clear the air and we can all become closer while you're here for Christmas. I'll meet you at baggage claim… With all my love, Your Mom, Charlotte *** As the plane banked to line up for final approach, Beth looked down at her home town, a kinescope of childhood memories flickering in her mind. The pampered lawns and ubiquitous swimming pools made Phoenix look like a tapestry laden with emeralds and turquoise, surrounded by brown desert. Mom was waiting for her as promised. She wore jeans and a loose fitting shirt. She stood 5-11 in her bare feet and wore medium heeled sandals, making her even taller. She wrapped her 5-2 daughter in a bear hug. Beth knew her mom hated bras and happily snuggled her face between her full tits. "Oh, Beth, I'm so happy to see you! How was your flight?" "Thankfully uneventful…good to see you too, mom. Where are Jeff and grandpa?" They were both dancing around the contents of the letter. Being Sunday, Beth knew that grandpa and Jeff were probably at the house in the pool, but asked anyway to make small talk. Grandpa owned a health and nutrition store at the mall and always let the hired help run it on Sunday. Jeff worked as a rough carpenter and usually took Sunday off unless his crew was in a rush to complete a job. "They were finishing up the lawn when I left. They should be in the pool by now." Beth noticed a twinkle in her mom's eye as she said this. Then the twinkle turned to a look of concern. "You look tired dear…I'm going to make sure you're well taken care of while you're here. C'mon, lets get out of this anthill." She hoisted Beth's bag and they zigzagged through the milling travelers toward the parking garage. They fought heavy traffic and finally made it to the house half an hour later. Grandpa's house looked the same as always; a neatly maintained, sprawling rambler, surrounded by a perfect lawn and drought tolerant plants. Sure enough, as they passed through the rec room on the way to the bedrooms, Beth saw Jeff and grandpa in the pool playing volleyball. They exchanged waves. "You can use your old room. I only use the dresser and closets for some of my clothes, but there's still plenty of room for your stuff. Unpack later. Let's change and go join the boys." Beth unzipped her bag and rummaged until she found her swim suit. Her mom pulled a two piece out of one of the drawers and undressed. Beth had learned to like girls as much as boys while at college and enjoyed looking at her mom's beautiful body. She was a little on the heavy side, but carried it well on her tall frame. Although in her forties, her face had few wrinkles. Her best features were her big, brown eyes and her full, sensuous lips. Her tits were so big and full they had to sag a little just from their sheer weight, but they looked beautiful to Beth. She loved to suck a woman's tits and imagined circling her tongue around one of mom's brown nipples, feeling it grow in her mouth. Mom stood on long legs with muscular thighs. Probably well toned from hugging grandpa while he serviced her. She was a natural blond, but wore her hair short because of the hot climate. She let her bush grow full and when she sat on the bed and hiked her leg to remove her panties, a thick, reddish brown mane hid her closed pussy. Beth kicked off her sandals and pulled off her jeans. She pulled her shirt over her head and shook out her long, black hair. Although she had small, perky tits, she had at least inherited her mom's big nipples that always looked aroused. After she'd stripped off her panties and bra, she went into the bathroom. Her mom heard a long, hard piss splash into the toilet. When she'd seen her daughter's pretty, little tits, she'd felt her pussy moisten. She picked up the panties and smelled the crotch, savoring the young pussy aroma, spiced by the pheromones of fresh piss. She ached to eat Beth's pussy, if she could just get her to play along. Still sniffing the panties, she strolled into the bathroom just as Beth was getting off the bidet and toweling dry. "So how long have you been shaving your pussy? I don't mean it as criticism… I'm just curious and maybe a little jealous. Otto likes a lot of hair on his meat. How often do you have to shave it?" "I first did it when I was in my freshman first semester. A bunch of us in my dorm got really stoned one night and ended up shaving one another. I have to touch it up about once a week. Like my panties?" "I like the smell of your pussy. You don't wear perfume and I'd guess you showered this morning and have pissed a couple of times before just now." Charlotte had noticed the hungry gleam in her daughter's eyes when she'd stared at her tits. She moved closer so that her bush was right in front of her face. She took Beth's hand and pushed her fingers into her pussy. "Feel how wet I am? I've never eaten a woman with a shaved pussy and the idea excites me. Come lie on the bed and give your old mom an early Christmas present." Beth almost told her about the Friday night vibrator parties she and her dorm mates held, but decided to keep still for now. Instead she sat on the edge of the bed and offered her pussy. Mom knelt on the floor between her legs to give her cunnilingus. She started by just enjoying the aroma of Beth's pussy. The bidet couldn't erase all the wonderful smells. A faint piss smell still lingered. When she put her nose close to the entrance and took a heady whiff of her cunt, she felt her pussy juice running down her thighs. She gently licked her piss hole with the tip of her tongue, tasting the salty acidity. The stubble along the sides of her pussy and on her mons felt rough under her kisses. Rimming her hole to get her wet, she pushed her tongue in as far as she could to enjoy the salty taste of Beth's cunt with all her taste buds. She licked and kissed along her small lips, working her way to the top. Her little clit felt hard as a stone under its hood. She smiled as it occurred to her that her daughter had done this before. Beth's cunt was much bigger than hers, and it surprised her to find a well stretched, but intact, hymen around the mouth. Using two fingers as a cock, she rubbed her G spot with her middle finger while she slowly increased her tongue pressure on her clit. Beth's breathing became shallower. As she came, she felt her cunt squeezing her fingers as her clit pulsed against the tip of her tongue. She wasn't noisy, but she could tell she'd given her daughter a strong orgasm. She greedily slurped up Beth's cum. Charlotte was puzzled by the virginal maidenhead and commented, "When I was your age, one of the main reasons for going away to college was to find out what it felt like to be fucked by a cock instead of my hand…or do you just do girls?" So mom had felt her untorn hymen. She smiled and answered, "Well, there's more to it than that. I've lost count of how many college boys I've fucked. It's just that I prefer girls. The boys typically are drunk and lose their loads in less than five minutes, that is when they can get it up in the first place." She rubbed her pussy as she got up and went over to get something out of her bag. "I may be petite, but I'm a big girl down here. All the guys I've fucked had average equipment, so I guess none of them was man enough to pop my cherry. So, how about you, mom? Have you ever been fucked by another woman?" As she watched Beth dig through her bag for something, she responded, "You remember Maria?" Beth nodded. Maria was the pretty Mexican woman who cleaned the house. What Beth remembered best about her was her beautiful ass. "Turns out she likes to eat gringo pussy, so when she comes to clean every two weeks, I let her snack on mine." "So, what does grandpa think of that little service?" Charlotte chuckled, "Oh, he's all for it now! Ever since the day he forgot his cell phone and returned to get it, only to find me spread wide on the bed with Maria kneeling and licking out my taco ." "What did he say?" "He didn't 'say' anything. He took off his pants, showing us his raging hard on, pulled down Maria's shorts and panties, and gave her cunt a rough, doggy fuck while he rubbed her clit. After he got her off, he straddled me and made me lick Maria's tasty cum off his cock. Then he fucked my tits and ejaculated in my mouth, forcing me to swallow his full load of cum. Not saying a word, he put his trousers on and went back to work. Ever since then, the last thing Maria says when scheduling her next cleaning is, 'Will Mr. Otto be home at that time?' So yes, I like to lick pussy almost as much as I like to suck cock." Beth had found what she wanted and turned to show it to Charlotte. A lesbian strap on hung from her outstretched hand. She bent to wrap the straps around her waist and butt. "I'm not talking about pussy licking, mom." She pointed to her dildo, "I mean have you ever been 'fucked' by a woman?" Charlotte had never seen one, and crossed from the bed to have a closer look. The strapping was black, but the dildo was red with a red scrotum hanging from it. She felt the two rubber balls hanging loosely inside. The dildo was shaped like a real cock, about six inches long and an inch or so wide. Above the cock protruded a clit flicker. She smiled and lay back on the bed, opening her pussy, inviting her daughter to mount her. Beth knelt to moisten her with her mouth. In the middle of the full mane, Beth found that mom was hung with a big pussy. Her long, thick lips were full and purple, eager to feel Beth's cock slide between them. She slid her finger up her cunt and felt her mom flex her muscles. Beth smiled, musing that she could probably send grandpa over the moon with her tight, little cunt. Hard to imagine that two decades ago she had slithered into this world through such a small passage. She licked her hole, lubricating it with saliva, then kissed along her lips, finding a large clit under the hood where they joined. Her clit felt fully erect. Mom was hard and wet; hot to be fucked. She mounted her and suckled her tits. Needing both hands to hold their massive size, she nuzzled them one at a time, kissing and sucking both nipples until she felt them grow to the size of extra large grapes between her lips. As she lovingly caressed her mom's gorgeous tits, she reached down between them to guide the head of her dyke cock into her cunt. When she'd given her all of it, she reached behind her to find the switch on the strap that turned on the vibrator. Charlotte felt warmly aroused by Beth's loving attention to her tits. She was taken aback when she felt the dildo begin to buzz, but quickly relaxed to enjoy this new sexual experience. Beth fucked her slowly and skillfully, building her orgasm. She pulled Beth's ass into her, urging her to fuck her deeply. Beth stayed in deep and let the vibrator throb along her cunt while the flicker buzzed against her hard clit. Her daughter smiled up at her between her tits when she felt a powerful orgasm seize her. Beth continued to make love to her tits as her contractions subsided. Beth popped a nipple out of her mouth, "So now you've been fucked by a woman, mom…how did you like it?" she asked in a teasing lilt. Charlotte, still panting, squeezed her tits around her daughter's head and replied, "Whew!...that's as hard as I've ever come, so I guess I liked it…but I think I prefer a blood filled cock attached to real balls. I like the feeling of power and control when I make a man shoot a hot load of semen up my cunt. But that said, I won't argue against doing it again…maybe next time you can teach me how to wear the tools. Anyway, I think we're both overheated, so let's get into our suits and try to get in the pool before Otto and Jeffey smell the cum on our pussies." *** Beth expected the water to be chilly from the cool, desert night, but found it warm as bath water. Mom explained that they'd installed a heater so they could use it whenever, even first thing in the morning. Once their pussies smelled like chlorine, they got out and lay on lounge chairs to dry in the sun. Beth soon found out what the twinkle in mom's eye was all about. Grandpa and Jeff quit their volleyball game and waded toward the shallow end to join them. Once they were in shallow water, Beth was surprised to see they were naked. Grandpa still had a thick mat of chest and stomach hair, with only a little graying. He was only 5-8, but trim and well muscled. She was curious about his shaved head. He was small framed with small hands and feet. So much for the theory that hand or foot size predicted a man's endowment. He let his groin hair grow full. He must have seen her eyes focus on his crotch. He came and stood closer to her so she could have a good look. His hairy scrotal sack hung a third of the way to his knees, laden with the weight of his enormous balls. His cock was flaccid with its hood completely down. He looked about four inches long and as thick as most men become when hard. When he turned to say something to Jeff, Beth saw that he had a tight, muscular butt. The skinny dipping apparently was a regular thing. He had a uniform, full tan. Beth's Cherry Jeff stood about as tall as mom. His tan was in shades, with his pelvic area lighter than the rest, which was darkly bronzed from working in the sun. Her little brother kept his pubic hair trimmed. His balls rode high up against his groin, not as large as grandpa's, but bigger than average. His cock looked almost comical. He was also uncut, but unlike his sire, his resting size was no bigger than her thumb. She saw a smile pass between them when they saw her checking them out. Beth smiled in acknowledgement and pointed to Otto's head. "What's with the chrome dome, grandpa? If you're trying to become a ghetto hip hopper, you're gonna need a darker tan." The top of Beth's skimpy swimsuit was practically see through when wet, and Otto stared openly at her dark nipples. Looking back into her eyes he replied, "Well, I'm completely bald on top anyway, so rather than have a silly looking hedge, I just decided to shave the whole damn thing. Besides, Charlotte thinks it looks sexy. Right Charlotte?" "Yeah, I think it looks like the head of an erect dick. What do you think, Beth?" "Kinda large and no little smiling mouth on top, but yeah, I can see the resemblance." Beth wondered if this open flirting was just for her benefit. She changed the subject, "I'm getting hot, mom…race you to the other end of the pool!" She jumped off the chaise and landed a flat dive into the shallow end of the pool, beating Charlotte by only a couple of seconds. As they splashed toward the deep end, Jeff and Otto took their chairs and donned sunglasses. The race was a dead heat, and when they reached the other end, they sat on the tiled edge catching their breath. At the other end, the men carried on a hushed conversation, sprinkled with muted laughter. Their eyes were hidden behind dark lenses, but Beth wondered if they were looking at her body and talking about her. She thought about commenting on the skinny dipping, but since she and her mom had already fucked, it was a little late for false modesty. Instead, she asked about Jeff. "I'm curious about something, mom. If Jeff's genes came from grandpa's balls, how come his cock is so little?" Charlotte answered by just smiling. "Let's climb up and sit on the diving board, Beth." They no sooner got on the board, when to her surprise, her mom removed her top to sun her massive tits. She then sat on the end of the board, slipped off the bottom of her suit, spread her legs, and opened her pussy toward the men. She wet her finger with saliva and began to pet her pussy. Men are quicker at eighteen, and Jeff came to attention first. His little cock fattened and grew along his leg, rising in jerks as his heart pumped it full of blood. With a full hard on, he was what Beth would call average thickness, but his glans was considerably bigger than his shaft, looking like a plum on the end of a club. And his hard on looked remarkably long, reaching past his navel as it slowly throbbed over his stomach. Mom kept up her teasing, but said quietly over her shoulder, "There Beth…now you see what he REALLY has in his jeans! Jeffey has over eight inches, nine when he hasn't had any pussy for a few days. I'll bet none of your college boys has a cock that long? If not, you can't imagine how it feels to have your cunt stretched out and deeply fucked by a man that long." So mom was fucking her dad AND her son. If she serviced them both once a day, she must be dripping semen 24/7! Beth was more curious about how it would feel to be stretched open to accommodate the oversized head on the end of her brother's cock. Jeff elbowed Otto and mumbled something. Otto noticed Charlotte's show. His cock rose from between his legs to a full hard on. Unlike his son, his hood only partially retracted, still concealing his corona. Beth compared him to her brother. If mom was right about Jeff, grandpa's looked to be about seven inches long. But what made her pussy tingle was his width and girth. He was twice as thick as the average men she had let fuck her. She didn't think her maidenhead could stretch around a cock so thick. What a perfect Christmas gift for grandpa! She hoped he'd like a twenty year old cherry. *** As the sun set, they grilled chicken for fajitas and sipped margaritas on the patio as they digested the delicious food. Beth felt tired from the travel and excused herself. She took a shower, brushed her teeth, and climbed into bed. She wasn't sure how long she had slept, but was awakened some time in the night by muted voices. Her room was now connected to the master bedroom by a shuttered door that hadn't been there when she'd lived at home. Light shone through the slats, along with the obvious sounds of mom and grandpa doing the dance called foreplay. She got up and found two thick cushions to sit on and watched through one of the shutters. They liked to look at each other, because the room was well lit. Mom lay on her back on the edge of the bed, holding her legs apart, letting grandpa eat her pussy. His face was buried in her muff as his gleaming head moved up and down and side to side. Her pussy's flavor and aroma made precum drip from his semi-erect cock. His head stayed still while he just used his lips and tongue on one place. Apparently he was sucking on her clit, because momentarily she grabbed his head and pulled his face into her bush as she convulsed in orgasm. After she'd relaxed her muscles, she released his head and muttered something. When grandpa came up for air, his face shined with mom's cum. When he lay on his back on the bed, his cock, anticipating getting some pussy, eagerly became full. Mom mounted him and as she straddled him, reached under to hold his erection vertically to aim him at the middle of her expectant pussy. Slipping back his hood to expose his glans, she guided him into the mouth of her cunt and slowly used her weight to stretch her cunt to accept his size. Mom rode him slowly, taking a little more each time she sat, until she had all seven inches in her. She ground her mons and clithood against the root of his cock for a while before she began to fuck him. She rode up and down slowly, then faster, building up to her orgasm. When she felt ready to come, she sat hard and rocked her clit against him as her muscles clenched his cock. After three orgasms, she said something to him and dismounted. Mom got on her hands and knees on the bed. Grandpa stood and grabbed her butt to give her doggy. His cock was now bigger and harder than before. His bush and balls dripped with pussy cum and precum flowed from his shiny, purple cockhead. He whispered something to her as he slowly fucked in full thrusts. After a few minutes, he reached under and rubbed his balls against mom's clit while he fucked her deeply, his small, muscular butt flexing erotically as he filled the top of her cunt. Her stomach muscles contracted as he gave her yet another orgasm. When he sensed she was done, he started fucking her again in hard, full thrusts. Beth could hear the wet suction as his thick cock pistoned her tight cunt. Finally mom reached under and caressed his balls as he drove his cock deep and expelled his cum. When he pulled out, his cock looked happy as it began to relax to a semi-erection. Dripping with semen, the head looked inflamed from mom's tight cunt massage. As afterplay, grandpa lay on his stomach and mom straddled his butt to give him a back rub. As she kneaded his muscular back, thick dollops of semen dripped out of her pussy and into his crack, flowing over his asshole to pool on the back of his balls, returning to almost where they came from. When she'd finished her thorough massage, she scooted him to the edge of the bed and licked the cum from his sack. Grandpa turned and sat on the edge of the bed facing mom, who knelt between his legs. She worked her middle finger up his asshole, getting him fully hard again. While she worked on his prostate with her finger, she gave him a rough, fast handjob, taking his swollen head in her mouth as he peaked, and swallowing his second load. Beth dozed off while they were cuddling, and when she awoke, the room was dark. She crawled into bed and slept like a stone. *** Beth slept late and awoke to find the sun high and the whole place to herself. After sleeping so long, her bladder was full, and she sighed with relief as she released a long piss. Feeling much better, she slipped into her bikini, poured herself a tall glass of juice, and went out by the pool. She lay on her back on the chaise and sipped her juice. After half an hour, she turned over to tan her back. Out of habit, she reached back to unhook her top. Then she thought, what the hell, and slipped off her bottom. Might as well tan her butt, too. Jeff's job site at the time was close to grandpa's house, so he liked to come home for lunch. He parked his truck on the street and headed for the kitchen to make a sandwich. He looked out the window as he spread mustard on a slice of bread, and noticed his sister lying on her stomach on a lounge chair. She looked childlike except for her wide, womanly ass. Beth lay with her feet toward the house. For a small girl she had long legs, spread wide on the chaise. Jeff felt his cock stir and moisten as he stared at the intimate vee where her well toned thighs met. Her pink, hairless pussy glistened in the sun. He abandoned his sandwich prep and went out to join her. When Beth heard the door slide open, she turned her head to see who it was. Jeff still wore his tool belt around the waist of his shorts, but was shirtless with a hard hat and sturdy shoes completing his work outfit. She didn't cover up or even close her legs. Since her little brother had shown her his package yesterday, he might as well take a good look at her little snake charmer. As he stared at her ass, she asked, "What are you doing home, bro?" He smiled crookedly, but kept staring as he answered, "When I work at a close site, I usually come home and have a sandwich." "So, where's your sandwich?" she teased. "Or maybe you found something that looks tastier?" Jeff picked up on the banter and slowly nodded. He shifted his focus to her eyes to answer, "I was gonna have ham, but you're right…there's a cut of meat I like better." He waited for her to return the volley. "And what cut of meat might that be, little bro?" He glanced at her pussy, answering teasingly, "Well, big sis, I like ham well enough, but I'd have to say my favorite cut of meat is beaver, especially bare beaver…know where I might find some?" "Hmmm, I might have a couple of slices I could share…but what about me… what if I'm hungry, too?" Jeff's lascivious grin grew into a wide, toothy smile. "That's fair…just what do you have an appetite for?" Beth's turn to stare. She glanced below his tool belt and answered in a lilt, "Mmmm, let me see…I think I could go for a nice long sausage, maybe a couple of big meatballs on the side, and for dessert, a healthy serving of whipped cream…know where I might get a meal like that?" He slowly nodded as he unbuckled his tool belt and undressed, removing his undershorts last. Beth smiled at the effect her little snake charmer had. Jeff's tiny cock had lengthened to about six inches as it expanded to a semi-erection. His half retracted foreskin exposed the tip of his glans. Clears droplets of precum dripped from its little mouth. Beth decided the chaise lounge wouldn't make it, so she had her brother lie on his back on an oversized air mattress beside the pool. She mounted him in the sixty-nine position. Jeff looked up at his sister's pussy. Like the rest of her features she was small down there. Her clean shave made her thin, pink lips look larger than they would have if left lined by black, pussy hair. Where Beth's pretty lips met under her bare mons, her tiny clit hid under its hood. Spread wide to straddle his head she revealed a surprisingly large cunt for such a small pussy. He pulled her down to his face to enjoy his beaver sandwich. Jeff liked to ling cunny, and from experience, could guess what a woman had been up to in the prior twenty-four hours. There was a faint whiff of soap mixed with her natural pussy aroma. He guessed that she'd showered last night and while she slept, her glands had refilled her lips with female pheromones. He ran his tongue between her lips to taste her. The trace odor and taste of fresh piss told him she'd recently emptied her bladder. He smelled her cunt before inserting his tongue for a taste. Sometime yesterday she had either masturbated or fucked. He could detect no smell of day old semen, so she had either masturbated or been fucked by another girl, or possibly by a guy who had pulled out before ejaculating. After French kissing along her lips, he took her hood between his and gently swirled the tip of his tongue around her clit, feeling it grow only slightly larger, but become quite hard. Young and always ready, her little brother had a complete erection when Beth mounted him. The aroma of fresh sweat, recent piss, and the male hormones leaching from his testes, heated her pussy. She rolled back his skin to fully expose his glans. She took his shaft in her hands, using it as a handle. His cock was so long, she could wrap both hands around its length and still not cover the head. Beth felt her brother stick his tongue up her cunt and his cock became even harder in her hands. She squeezed him firmly and made his cockhead flare and darken. It looked like a medium sized plum. She could barely get him in her mouth and had just enough room left to fuck him with her tongue. As she began to suck him, the faint taste of piss was gone almost immediately, replaced by a steady stream of lightly salted precum. Jeff had moved to her clit and made her hard. When she felt him slide his fingers up her cunt, she knew her climax was close. Beth could tell that her brother was an experienced and enthusiastic pussy eater. He kept her feeling full with his fingers as he took her hooded clit between his lips and gently sucked it. Her stomach muscles rippled as her orgasm seized her and she gyrated her hips to fuck her clit against Jeff's mouth. After her come had subsided, she went back to pleasuring his cock. Beth licked around the rim and used the tip of her tongue to tickle the cord and tube on the bottom. It didn't take long for her jaws to start to ache from sucking such a big cockhead. Time for dessert. With her right hand she felt his balls. They were big and hard, stretching the skin of his scrotum. Since Jeff was at his sexual peak, the back of his sack was swollen with sperm. Beth decided it was time to make room for new seed stock. She sucked on his head while jacking his shaft in her left fist. He grew thicker and harder as he approached his plateau. She rolled his balls against the trunk of his cock and mentally prepared herself to swallow. When she felt ready, she used her middle finger to scratch his perineum back and forth from his asshole to his balls. Beth felt his muscles flex and massaged his prostate as it spasmed to mix and pump his semen. His balls tightened and his cock throbbed as she felt the first squirt of cum shoot up his shaft. It was small and she swallowed it quickly to make room for more. His ejaculation lasted only a few seconds, but he pumped quickly, filling her mouth as fast as she could swallow. Jeff's cum felt thick and tasted slightly sweet in addition to the usual salty flavor. She milked him and sucked out the last of his semen as he softened. It surprised Jeff that his sister was such a skilled cocksucker. He hadn't come in a couple of days and knew he was packing a full load. But she'd handled it like a pro, taking control and swallowing every drop. He decided to give her a bonus treat. His nose, mouth, and chin were already soaked with Beth's cum. He pulled her down again and pushed his tongue up her cunt as far as he could, flexing it and tickling the front wall with the tip. He fucked her clit with his thumb and felt it become hard again. She was still sucking him, and when her clit pulsed and her cunt squeezed his tongue, he felt her involuntarily bite his cock and squeeze his balls. He hoped she hadn't drawn blood. *** That evening Beth sat on the patio with her mom and grandpa, sharing a bottle of chardonnay. Charlotte had made a taco salad for supper, which they lazily digested as they sipped their wine. Jeff drummed for a local garage band and had a gig at a redneck tavern, so it was just the three of them. Beth had drunk more than her share of the bottle and was feeling no pain. She smiled at her grandpa and asked teasingly, "Mom told me you popped her cherry when she was eighteen…what do you have to say for yourself…are you still a dirty old man?" Otto just smiled and looked into Beth's eyes in response. He knew about the letter Charlotte had written Beth, and Charlotte had also shared her account of the dyke fuck with her daughter. He was as surprised as she was to find out about Beth's intact hymen. Getting no verbal response, Beth continued, "I take your silence as a yes." She glanced at her mother, then returned her eyes to her grandpa. Still staring him down, she asked her mother, "So does grandpa still like fresh fruit, mom?" Still no response from either of them. This was her game and she was dealing the cards. "Still got an appetite for cherries, grandpa? I've got a big juicy one for you if you're still hungry." Leering at him, Beth continued, "I've been ripening it for twenty years and it's plump and sweet…what do you say?" Charlotte rose and stood behind Otto, massaging his oily pate. She bent down and whispered in his ear, "Otto, I think our little girl needs her cherry popped. She hasn't found anyone who was man enough to do the job. What say we go in the bedroom and get little Otto nice and hard and let him do his fatherly duty?" In the master bedroom, Otto and Charlotte undressed their daughter and lay her on the bed. Otto straddled her head and made her fellate him. Beth sucked him to a full hard on as she jacked his thick shaft in her fist. Taking his scrotal sack in her palm, she massaged his heavy balls, silently thanking them for giving her life two decades ago. Grandpa's erection was over two inches wide and about six inches in girth. She knew she'd finally found a man with a big enough cock to make her a woman. She slipped her lips off his glans and whispered, "Come on, grandpa…take my cherry and fill me with your seed…make your little girl a woman." Her mom held her legs high and wide as grandpa got on his knees between her legs to mount her. Beth felt her juices flowing down to her ass. Her pussy was fully engorged and hot to be fucked. Grandpa spread her lips and pushed his cockhead against the mouth of her cunt. Beth felt a slight sting as his thick cock tore her hymen. She felt him stretch her as he gently forced his glans into her. He fucked her slowly, letting her get used to his size. The pain subsided and was replaced by warm waves of pleasure as grandpa fucked her with all his cock. This felt nothing like all the little boys she'd let fuck her. Grandpa was well hung and Beth felt a little jealous of her mom. She felt his balls bounce on her ass as he gave her a muscular fucking. Beth had never been lucky enough to get laid by anyone this big, and for the first time, felt her clit being drawn down by his thickness. She came hard against his cock trunk as her clit sizzled and her cunt milked him. Grandpa felt her orgasm and used all his thick, seven inches to fuck her hard and fast. He groaned as he thrust deeply up her cunt, and Beth felt his cock flex as he pumped the life force from his balls and squirted it into her womb. When his breathing returned to normal and he began to soften, he pulled out and dismounted. Beth felt warm all over as she luxuriated in the afterglow. She now knew what it felt like to be properly fucked. Beth's Cherry Otto had to get up early and retired to the spare bedroom to get some sleep. Charlotte went down on her daughter and licked up their mixed cum along with the droplets of Beth's virginal blood. After a few minutes of this, Beth came again, pulling her mom's head into her pussy. Not as big an orgasm as grandpa had given her…just a nice bonus. They snuggled under the covers and Beth sleepily caressed and suckled her mom's tits. She popped a full nipple out of her mouth and whispered, "You're one lucky woman, mom. Grandpa's got a thick cock. How often does he fuck you?" Charlotte hugged her daughter and answered, "Pretty much every day…those big balls keep him constantly hungry for pussy." "But he's over sixty…can all old guys fuck like that?" Her mom giggled as she responded, "Probably not, but Otto takes good care of himself and is as virile as a man half his age. Pfizer would have to take Viagra off the market if all men his age were in as good a shape. He never has any trouble getting a pussy pleasing hard on." After a moment she asked, "Do you know about morning wood, Beth?" Beth mumbled into her cleavage, "I'll take a stab…an old song by the Beatles?" "No, I'm talking about boys…but you might be on to something…maybe if the boys are Norwegian. You really don't know about morning wood?" "No, mom, but I'm sure you're about to tell me." Charlotte gently stroked her daughter's pussy. "I guess that's understandable. You have other girls as room mates. It's different when you live with men. Wood is another name for erection. Even when males are little boys and don't have the balls to back it up, they still have a hard on when they wake up in the morning. You remember when you got your first period and knew you'd changed from a girl to a woman?" Beth hummed a yes. Her mom went on, "Well, little boys know they've matured when they wake up to find wet sheets or wet pajamas. That's the signal that their testicles have seasoned, giving them night erections and involuntary ejaculations. In the morning a mature male has two urgent needs. You've heard the cliché, 'full of pee and vinegar'?" Beth nodded. "Where boys are concerned, the vinegar is code for semen. During the night a man's body is busy. When he wakes up his bladder is full of urine and his seminal reservoir is full of cum. Men awaken with a bursting hard on and a full bladder. Otto tells me that one of the great pleasures of being a man is taking a long piss after having jacked off. One of the secrets to keeping a man happy is to service him first thing in the morning, without expecting anything in return. If Otto is typical, men like it fast and rough in the morning. Sometimes, he wants a quick doggy fuck, but most of the time, he'd rather I jack him firmly while I suck on his cockhead." Beth thought this might be a good time to confirm her suspicions. "And how does Jeff like it in the morning?" Her mom didn't miss a beat. "Oh, men are simple creatures, Beth…Jeffey likes his rocks offed in the same way." She rolled over to spoon her daughter, ready for sleep, mumbling into her ear, "Tell you what…when we get up tomorrow morning, I'll teach you hands on about morning wood." And then in a drowsy giggle, "Specifically, how to turn oak into balsa…" *** Beth dreamt that she was a baby, wrapped in a warm blanket, drinking from her mother's breast. When she drifted up from her dream, she found her mom's nipple in her mouth. She nuzzled into her deep cleavage, savoring the heat and aroma of her body. Though they fucked like minks, grandpa and mom usually didn't sleep together because of Charlotte's snoring. It was music to Beth's ears, and she'd slept like a baby. She gently chewed on her nipple to awaken her. Charlotte opened her eyes and smiled sleepily at her baby girl suckling her breast. She kissed the top of Beth's head and mumbled, "Mornin' Beth…sleep well?" "Very well, thank you. In fact, better than I have in a long time. Don't know about the vinegar, but I'm full of pee." "Me, too…let's go take care of that, then I'll show you how I polish Otto's morning wood. How does that sound?" They went to the bathroom and took turns pissing and brushing their teeth. When they entered the spare bedroom, they found Otto on his back, covered with only a sheet. As Charlotte had predicted, his erection made a tent over his groin. Otto was awake, but kept his eyes closed, feigning sleep as he watched them through slitted lids. He was accustomed to Charlotte servicing him first thing in the morning and, though not too surprised to see Beth in tow, he was still curious to see what role she'd play. Charlotte pulled the sheet away, revealing his morning wood. She knelt between his legs and sucked out his precum as she gave him a fast, rough handjob. In under two minutes she'd finished jacking him off and swallowed his load. He needed to piss, but knew it would feel better if he waited for his cock to soften. When Beth climbed on the bed and straddled his head, her lovely, young pussy made him forget all about his distended bladder. He hadn't really gotten a good look at her when he'd deflowered her. His daughter's meat glistened between her small, hairless lips. He could smell that she'd already taken her morning piss, but easily overpowering that was the aroma of his semen from last night. The size of her cunt had surprised him when he'd popped her cherry. When he slipped two fingers up her cunt, he found she was wet and ready. He kissed along her lips and licked between them. Using his tongue, he probed under her hood and swirled gentle circles around her erection. After only a few seconds of stimulation, Beth's stomach muscles scrunched as he felt her clit beat under his tongue and her cunt muscles repeatedly milk his fingers. After they'd left to go awaken and do his son, Otto walked nude out to the back yard. He peeled back his foreskin and aimed his limp cock at a cactus. As he shot a thick, yellow stream against the hapless plant, he felt the burn along the length of his tube as his acidic piss reacted with his alkaline semen. After using his foreskin to squeeze out the last drops, he went back in the house and found Charlotte in the kitchen feeding oranges into the juicer. He hugged her from behind, reaching around to cup her tits, saying, "I'm surprised to find you here. I thought you'd be with Beth 'waking' Jeff?" Charlotte turned her head and smiled at him, "You mean 'wanking', don't you? Oh, I think she's a big girl after last night. I've already shown her how and besides, you guys are pretty low maintenance. She can 'handle' Jeffey by herself…don't you think?" As Otto played with her nipples, he replied, "Probably…after all, she had a good teacher…" *** When Beth entered her brother's room, she found him sleeping soundly. She didn't know how long his band gig ran, but figured he had gotten to bed late. Beth pulled off the sheet and found that, like grandpa, he slept nude. His hard on throbbed slowly against his stomach. Beth's plan was for him to awaken and find his cock in her mouth. Half of his glans was exposed, and she gingerly pulled his skin back over the rim. She was about to take him in her mouth when the smell assailed her nostrils. Apparently he'd gotten some pussy last night, because she could smell his spent semen. A faint latex odor told her that he at least had used a condom. The dominant odor, however, was cheap perfume. She gave his shaft a hard squeeze to awaken him. When he was fully awake, he looked at her blearily and mumbled, "Oh…it's you, Beth…where's mom…or are you taking her place…you here to give me my morning blowjob?" Beth looked at him sternly and replied, "Maybe eventually…but first, I have a question for you. You smell like you nailed a real pig last night. Get yourself a quick piece of poon from an amateur whore? Let me guess…you met her backstage during a break…you bent her over one of the instrument cases, pulled down her jeans, and gave her groupie snatch a fast doggy fuck. Am I close?" Jeff didn't answer because Beth had hit the nail on the head. The one detail she'd missed was that the case was in front of a dressing room mirror so he could see her face while he fucked her. Even more fun than shooting his load, was watching her eyes widen when she felt her cunt being stretched to eight inches. Hygiene was never a concern because he could fuck a groupie in less than five minutes, and always wore a condom. Last night's lucky girl was a shapely, bottle blond. He'd pulled her jeans down over her cowgirl boots, bent her over an amplifier case, parted her black, pussy curls, and given her cunt a good stretching. She'd felt almost as tight as his fist, so in under two minutes he was thrusting deeply and filling his condom with cum. He was slowly fucking his way through every trailer trash groupie in the Phoenix area. He didn't like to do the same girl twice. Beth used his cock as a handle and pulled him, like a dog on a leash, into the bathroom. She sat him on the bidet. After getting the water warm, she used the hand held shower to wet his genital area. As she lathered his cock and balls with Dial liquid soap, she shook her head and commented, "It's a damn good thing a man's dick doesn't have a sense of smell…" Even after she'd thoroughly scrubbed and rinsed him, she could still smell the rotting flower stench of the slut's perfume. She knew that type of woman; a slob too lazy to bathe, who just sprayed on more perfume instead. Of course, men were partly to blame. Beth mused that the increasing popularity of ass fucking was just more proof that most men are dummies and will stick their dicks into anything; even shit! After she'd soaped and hosed him down twice more, she thought she had washed away enough of the stench and wouldn't gag while she blew him. Beth led him back to the bedroom and sat him on the edge of the bed and knelt between his legs. Still pissed about the smelly slut, she decided to only give her brother a handjob. She rolled his balls around in his bag with her left hand while she jacked him with her right. His young balls were in their prime and had packed the back of his sack with sperm. She squeezed his shaft firmly and jacked him fast, slipping his hood back and forth over his flared cockhead. In less than a minute his breathing became shallow and he thrust upward against her pumping fist. Beth felt his balls tighten and pressed the ridge behind them to feel the force of his ejaculation. His cock jerked and semen coursed through his tube. A small, white squirt spit from the little mouth in the center of his cockhead. Then his pump flexed strongly and thick, white flowers of cum blossomed a foot into the air. After about the sixth jet, his orgasm wound down to a pulsing drool. His bush and stomach were covered with cum. If he was this prolific when he was getting laid frequently, Beth wondered how much cum he could ejaculate after a few days abstention. His cock softened to a semi-erection and Beth got up to go get dressed and have breakfast. As she left the room, she teasingly admonished him, "You're drowning in cum, Jeff! Go take a shower!" He went to the bathroom, and as Beth walked down the hall, she heard him sigh in relief as he splashed his morning piss into the toilet. *** Beth's cherry healed quickly, so both grandpa and Jeff fucked her regularly for the rest of her Christmas break. Christmas came on a Sunday, but she had to get back to school to cram for mid-terms, and had a Sunday morning flight back to Seattle. They celebrated their Christmas on Saturday night instead. After opening presents, Charlotte played the piano while they quaffed mugs of Otto's special recipe wassail and sang carols. When they had sung all the carols they knew and were warm and fuzzy from the wassail, they retired to the master bedroom for a family fuck. It didn't surprise Beth that when she and her mom removed the boys' trousers, they both had seeping hard ons. Her mom lay on her back on the bed with her butt at the edge. Beth knelt on the floor and held her mom's legs apart to eat her pussy. Grandpa got on his knees behind Beth to doggy fuck her. Jeff straddled his mom facing Beth, and after lubricating her cleavage with his copious precum, pressed her breasts around his cock to fuck her tits. Charlotte sucked her son's balls and rimmed his asshole. Beth finger fucked her mom and sucked her hard clit in and out of her lips. As grandpa fucked her with his thick cock, she felt him expertly rub his flare against her G spot with each thrust. He kept this up until Beth felt a hot fullness in her pussy that took control of her. She came in a long, shuddering orgasm, and showered his bush and balls with a flood of pussy cum. When the blood supply returned to her brain, she went back to work on her mom. Beth wanted to give her what she'd just experienced, and stroked her fingertips against the front wall of her cunt. Charlotte cried out as her muscles contracted. Her clit jerked like a little cock between Beth's lips as her cunt pulled on her fingers like Chinese cuffs. The glands under her lips bathed her daughter's face in sweet pussy cum. Otto had stayed fully in to let his daughter enjoy her orgasm. After Charlotte came, he started fucking her again, thrusting firmly and swinging his balls against Beth's asshole, building his orgasm. When he groaned and thrust all the way in, Beth felt his cock pump as a hot fountain of family seed filled the top of her cunt. Beth had fucked her brother enough to know that he was near his plateau. His swollen, purple cockhead popped in and out of his mom's tits as his breathing became labored. When he came, he thrust forward and ground his balls in her cleavage. Even with his trunk firmly squeezed between her tits, a good five inches stuck out, aimed at Beth's face. Beth saw his cock buck and tried to position her mouth to catch his ejaculate. The first big spurt splattered against her cheek, feeling like hot cream shot from a powerful squirt gun. He fired about five more with enough kick behind them to reach her face, and she managed to catch most of them in her mouth. He oozed out the rest of his cum on his mom's stomach, making her navel look like a white lake that had overflowed its banks. Beth thought her brother's semen tasted yummy, and slurped it up off her mom's belly so that none would go to waste. When grandpa popped out his softening erection, she crawled up on the bed to squat on her mom's face to let her lap up his thick, geezer cum. All the fucking and the wassail made them drowsy, and they fell asleep on the big bed, hugging in an incestuous family heap. If Santa were to come, he'd be wise to have taken his heart medicine. *** Beth's flight left at 10:30 and Jeff drove her to the airport in his truck. She rode shotgun with grandpa on her right. She'd said her goodbyes to her mom at the house. Jeff pulled his truck up to the curb to drop her off. Grandpa leaned into her and gave her a lingering French kiss while reaching up her skirt to rub the top of her pussy. When he finally released her lips, he looked lovingly into her eyes and said, "It was wonderful to have you here for the holidays, Beth…I think we all had a really good time. So…I suppose we won't see you again until summer…that is, I assume you're looking forward to having a ball on the Mexican riviera during spring break." Beth flashed him a wicked grin. Using her left hand on Jeff and her right on her grandpa, she unzipped them both and reached between their legs to cup and fondle their nuts. Looking from one to the other, she answered, "No…I think I'd rather come home for spring break…why have just one ball when I can have four big ones like these." She leaned close to Otto and as she squeezed his balls, whispered in his ear, "And thanks for taking my cherry, grandpa…it was the best Christmas ever…"