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The Family Ho!

By: llunih



Secret Discovered

 I had always had my eye on daddy; and now that I was 18 I was going to make my dream come true and get daddy's cock.

It was Friday night, I had just finished showering, I stood waiting till I heard daddy come down the hall, that's when I left the bathroom, and bumped into daddy, I dropped my towel.

"I'm sorry daddy" I said, standing their naked.

"It's all right baby," daddy said as he bent down and picked up my towel, his eyes looked my body over, stopping at my shaven pussy.

"My towel daddy," I giggled.

"Here you go baby," daddy said as he handed me my towel, then went to his room; I took the towel, smiling, and then went to my room. I put on my nighty and got on my computer. Later that night I heard mumbling coming from daddy's room, I sneaked up to his door and listened.

"Suck my cock, suck it good," I heard daddy say, but who was in there with him, I wondered.

"Ohhhhh I'mmmm going to cuuuummmm Liiisssaaa," I heard daddy moan. My mind started racing, daddy was jacking off thinking of me! I was so happy, I wanted to burst into his room, but I didn't, I just went back to my room and masturbated.

Saturday morning, I was in the kitchen, wearing my nighty only, when daddy came in.

"Morning baby," daddy said.

"Morning daddy, I'm going to make pancakes," I said as I bent over to get the skillet from under the cabinet, my nighty rode up and daddy got a good shot of Pussy.

"That's.......That's fine baby," daddy said with a pause, I could not see him but I felt him staring at my pussy, I made the pancakes and served some to daddy.

"Here you go daddy" I said as I put the plate in front of him, I bent low so daddy could see my tits.

"Thanks baby," daddy said, staring at my tits, I could see daddy had a hard on, I dropped a knife on the floor.

"I got it Daddy," I said as I got on the floor went under the table  I unzipped Daddies pants, pulled out his cock and took in my mouth.

"Lisa! What......" daddy's words became moans, as I sucked his cock.

"Mmmm," I moaned as I moved my head up and down Daddies Cock, Then I just suck on his head.

"This is wrong!" daddy moaned.

"You wanted it last night when you called out my name," I retorted as I jacked daddy's cock, then stared sucking it again.

"Uhhh...Uhhh...Ahhh...." Daddy moaned loud as he grabbed my head, and shot his cum down my throat, I drank every drop.

"Was it as good as you dreamed?" I asked daddy as I let his limp cock slip from my mouth.

"Better," Daddy said with a smile.

"Fuck me daddy I want your Cock in me," I begged.

"Oh Baby," Daddy said, then mom's car pulled in, I ran upstairs and got dressed.

"Lisa! Lisa!" mom yelled.

"Coming mom," I yelled as I flushed the toilet and returned downstairs.

"Morning Honey," mom said.

"Morning mom" I replied.

"Honey it was nice of you to make your father's breakfast," mom said.

"I like Pleasing daddy, mom" I said with a smile, "Here, have some Pancakes," I added.

"But you haven't eaten," mom said.

"I had some milk," I replied.

"Ok honey," mom conceded.

"Got go, I promised to meet June this morning," I said.

"Have Fun," mom replied.

"Love you mom, Love you daddy," I exclaimed. Mom's backs was towards me, so I flashed daddy my tits and worked my tongue at him.

"I love you to," they both said, as I head out the door.

*****

Over at June's house.

*****

"Guess what June?" I said.

"What!" June replied.

"I sucked Daddy's Cock for breakfast," I said.

"What? ...How was it?" June asked.

"Great, his cum tasted better than any boy's I've had," I retorted.

"Did you fuck him?" June quarried.

"No not yet! Now eat my pussy," I commanded June as I pull my shorts down and spread my legs. June dove right in licking my cunt like there was no tomorrow.

"I wonder what my Mom would think if she knew Best friend was eating her Daughter's Pussy out," I asked.

"You mustn't tell her!" June yelled "You Promised," June cried.

"Tell me do you think of eating my mother out?" I asked.

"Yes I do," June answered.

"Don't worry, I won't tell. I have too much fun eating your son's spunk from your pussy," I replied as I placed June's face back to my pussy.

"Mmmm....lick me....Mmmmm," I moaned. June is a good pussy eater.

Ohhh...Sooo....Gooood," I moaned as I rubbed June's head.

"Yeeessss.......Yeeessss....." I screamed as I orgasmed. June licked up every drop, she then slid up and we kissed. I licked my juice off her face and sucked it off her tongue.

June, clean up, we're going shopping.

*****

Later that night.

"Bye Honey," mom said as she headed for work.

"Bye Mom," I said as I kissed her on the lips, I could taste daddy's cum. mom headed to the car and left for work.

"Daddy," I called out.

"Yes baby," daddy answered.

"Tell me whose better, Mommy, or me?" I asked.

"You Baby," daddy replied as he dropped his pants. I dropped to me knees and started sucking him.

"Hummm..." I think it tastes different.

"So do you like mommy's cunt juice?" daddy asked. I just started sucking faster.

"Mmmmmm... I'll take that as a yes," daddy moaned.

"Well I guess you were right sweetie, we have a ho for a daughter," Mom said.

"Mom!" I yelled as I spit daddy's cock out, mom turned me around.

"Here Honey, eat mommy," mom said as she pushed my face into her cunt.

"Urhhh...." I moaned as daddy stuck his cock up my ass, there I was eating my mother's pussy while dad fucked my ass, I was in heaven.

"Mmmm..." mom moaned as I licked her pussy and sucked on her pussy lips. Meanwhile I rocked my hips to daddy thrusting his cock in me. The room was soon filled with the our moans, the sounds of daddy's cock sliding in and out of my ass, and the slurping sounds of me giving mom head.

"So tight! So tight!" Daddy yelled with each trust.

"Whose pussy have you been eating?" Mom moaned.

"God Yes!" daddy yelled as he wrapped his arms around my waist, then I felt his hot cum filling my ass.

"Whhhoo...whhoo..." mom moaned loud as she had an orgasm, which I hungrily swallowed, every drop.

"June," I said, laying on the floor, my mother's juices covering my face, and daddy'S cum oozing from my ass.

"June?" Mom asked.

"Yes, I like eating Marks cum out of her pussy," I panted.

"June fucks her son?" Mom asks.

"Well we can't complain, we fuck our daughter," Dad said with a smile, as he turned me over and slid his cock into my hot, wet puss. My pussy eagerly swallowed up his cock.

"Mmmm," daddy I moaned as he started fucking me.

"We should invite June and mark over," dad said through his grunts.

"We should so you can fuck June, Dear?" Mom asks Dad.

"No dear so I can fuck Mark," dad replied.

"You nasty boy," mom retorted. 

"You want to what?" I moaned.

"Uhhhh......" Dad moaned as he pulled out of me and stuck his cock in my mouth.

"Ahhh......" Dad moaned as he shot his wad down my throat. I swallowed it all, and licked and sucked my cunt juice off his cock.

"Baby, your Daddy likes cock too," daddy said.

"Yes, it would be nice fucking June and Mark," Mom added as she walked over to the Phone and called June.

"Hello," I could hear June say.

"Hello June, I have found out you have been having sex with my Daughter, and so has your Son. Me and Frank want both of you over here right now to discuss this," mom hollered.

"She's had sex with Frank!" June yelled.

"I have heard nothing of about that. But you and Mark were taking advantage of a minor, now get over here or I'll call the Cops" mom yelled.

"She's not a Minor!" June yelled.

"She was when you started!" Mom yelled "Now are you coming over, or do I call the Cops?" mom yelled.

"We'll right be over," June said, then she hung up.

The Family I Always Wanted



What started out to be a one night stand has turned into a steamy lustful affair that has been on going for several years now.

I had stormed out of my house one night after having the largest fight of my married life with my wife of 17 years and found myself the most wonderful woman I have ever met. I am a very attractive if I must say so myself black man that is built like a brick shit house. Playing sports my entire life and in college, I have always kept fit and muscular which some women found intimidating. I didn't want to ever go back to the house where my now ex-wife was because several things that I "caught her doing" was not acceptable by my standards.

Married my wife because I thought she really wanted to be married and have children because she spoke about it constantly and it turns out she wanted no part of marriage or being a mother. She was a very successful businesswoman and made decent money. We pooled our monies in bi-weekly when we were paid and paid all the bills first, put some money aside for vacations and holiday spending and we allowed ourselves a nice allowance to keep us going for a two week period. We had no mortgage to pay as my parents had willed me their home the year I was getting married and they both passed within the first year of my married life. Mom had breast cancer and dad had a massive heart attack after suffering a stroke after mom's death. Being an only child and no one else named in their will, we started off our married life financially well off.

I gave Mary everything before this and we talked about getting married some day and having at least two children because I was an only child and she was adopted and had no blood siblings. We dated about a year and half and were sexually active but practiced safe sex as Mary was white Catholic girl and lead her parents to believe that she was a "good girl". Our sex life was great before we got married and about a month after we were married we decided to start our family early so we no longer used protection. Mary got pregnant almost instantly and we were expecting our first in 8 months after our wedding causing people to "talk" about this.

About into her third month, my mother was told she had breast cancer and after she was opened for surgery, they saw that it spread and within two months she was gone. She was my life and I took it badly. Dad was a mess and I tried to hold up for my dad but he was beside himself as they knew each other since they were five and six years old. Mary took her death pretty well and too well I thought but I figured that each person does handle death differently. Mary was in her sixth month when she was having horrible heartburn and cramping and she suffered a miscarriage. I was shot as I am dealing with my mom's death, dad failing and now this. Mary bounced back and within a month she was back to work as if nothing happened.

She didn't seem to give me attention like she used to but I figured it as again her way of dealing with things. Three months later, dad was walking to the drug store and stepped inside and said hello the the workers there and collapsed and suffered a stroke. He was rehabbing and doing quite well but one night he had just finished his dinner and told the nurse of pains in his chest. His dinner did have some gassy items and thought it may be dinner. That night he called for the nurse and she came and he was holding his chest and he suffered a massive heart attack and could not be saved. I was beside myself with grief and Mary was there for me but she was strange. She and my dad got along very well and she was pretty calm about it all and stupid me thought that it was her way of dealing so I let it go, again.

We moved into the house they lived in from our apartment and decided to make any improvements that we wanted and expanded a few rooms and did some additions as we moved in. Mary was able to work from home now a few days if she wanted so she was able to be there for most of the renovations.

Our nights were quiet with nice homemade dinners that myself or Mary would make and at least once a week we had sex. It wasn't as intense as it was before but still enjoyable. Six months after dad's death, Mary found out she was pregnant and surprised me with the news after making my favorite meal. I thought this meant we were getting back on track and were already making plans on the baby's room and nursery. Mary wanted to find out the sex of the baby since we did not know what we were having the first time. I wanted to be surprised so I asked Mary not to tell me and don't give it away by all the goodies buys or gets for her shower.

Well, she went to find out the sex of the baby and kept her promise not to tell me. She had gone shopping with her best friend and came home looking horrible and said she thinks she may have over-shopped and was tired. She laid down and a got her undressed and into bed to rest. She woke up at midnight saying her stomach felt really awful and then she had gone to that bathroom and had some spotting. I didn't like the way she looked so I took her to the ER. She unfortunately lost this baby too. I didn't know what to say or do at the time and she seemed to once again take it in her stride.

Our schedules got very busy the following year and our sex life decreased to once a month and I felt badly and she told me that we will try when we could and maybe it just wasn't meant to be. She had gone for her yearly check up and the doctor told her that she would no longer be able to get pregnant and that was a blow to me and she seemed to have taken it a little badly but now nearly as bad as I imagined. 

We were going on vacations, buying new cars, furniture, clothing for ourselves, etc. and really never had to worry about money. She was working more hours and I kept myself busy at home doing some things around there and would make dinner on the nights she had to work late. She was promoted which meant she would be traveling too and I was not always asked to accompany her and it was alright because I couldn't always take the time off.

I had seen her always marking down things in her book/journal/diary but I knew it was for her job so I never asked about it. She was getting a lot of calls for a while after coming home which she would have a good laugh and tell me it was just one of the guys that working with her on a job/project so I just let it go. Maybe I was just a fool for being that way and dealing with her ways, but I loved her for who she was and I wasn't going to try to make her someone she wasn't.

When I got home from work one night, surprisingly I saw her car in the driveway and thought we would have a nice dinner out and maybe go to a movie or a club dancing since it was a Friday night so I ran inside. On our couch was these journals that she has been writing in for years with stacks of money and I was puzzled. I called out to her and there was no answer. Then I heard her speaking softly "He's home, go out the sliding doors and wait for my call." I went into our bedroom and there is was naked and with a very surprised look on her face. I asked her who she sent out the sliding doors and she said she didn't but there was a pair of mens shorts on the bed and I picked them up and asked her when she start wearing them and she said she didn't know where they came from. She was lying right to my face and didn't even care that I was upset with her.

I never ever got physical with her but I pulled her by her brown long hair and dragged her into our living room and threw her face down on the journals and the money. She has been running a drug dealing with one of her co-workers who she has been sleeping with and this was all their "profits" that I saw. I told her to get all her things together and she had a month to do so because I was kicking her out and was to see that she was to get "nothing" that she wasn't entitled to but maybe a nice jail sentence. She begged me to not turn her in and wanted to talk about it and I didn't want to hear it. 

I went into my car and drove around a while and ended up in this little bar a few towns away. I knew I shouldn't have left her in the house but I was angry and didn't want to see her face. I knew that everything in the divorce was split 50/50 but I was going to prove wrong doings by her and see that she gets minimal compensation. I sat at the bar and got my usual Bud and JD chaser. The girl at the bar was so nice. She told me that I look like I've had a rough day and I told her my story and she was such a good listener. 

Lisa was a pretty girl but she didn't act like her shit didn't stink. She was about 5'5" tall and had red hair, green eyes and the cutest dimples. She had other customers and she was nice to them, but somehow I felt special. She brought my drinks and even brought me over something to eat so I wouldn't get drunk. I asked her when she got off from work so I could take her out for a coffee and she got off at 2:30. Not a problem as I am used to being up late and I really didn't have to go home.

The clock didn't seem to be budging and then it was nearing 2:00 when they had last call. I told Lisa I would wait outside for her. She didn't drive to work that night because her car was being used by her brother so I offered to take her home instead of her calling him for a ride. When she came outside, she had changed her clothes and looked even more beautiful than ever. We drove to the diner and talked and laughed and did the same inside. I told her that I wanted to see her again so she gave me all her phone numbers and addresses and would look forward to my calls. I took her home and gave her a huge hug and gave her a kiss of thanks for listening to me and going to have coffee with me and she told me there was no need for thanks.

I didn't want to go back to the house that night but I did and Mary was no where to be found. I was glad so I had the house to myself and was figuring out a way on how I would sell the house and move into somewhere where I would not be reminded of Mary and the many years we were here. I would not do anything until our divorce was final. 

Upon wakening the next morning, I saw a text message on my phone from Lisa asking me over for dinner that night and I called her to accept her invitation. I wanted to bring her a gift for being so thoughtful and to listen to me last night and didn't know what to get. I did pick up some beer, JD and her favorite, Jim Beam. I also got some roses brought them all home. I know I was moving on her fast but I only wanted to be happy and Mary wasn't in my life after pulling all that on me. I should have had her arrested last night but I figured she would be found out soon enough.

Pulling up to Lisa's house, I saw a little girl playing in the backyard on the swing set. She looked to be about 3 years old or so and there was Lisa out there too. I walked thru the white gate and Lisa came running to me with open arms. She crushed her roses but gave me a huge bear hug. The little got off the swings and called Lisa "Mommy". She never mentioned having a daughter but it was all about me yesterday; today will be all about Lisa. She introduced me to little Amber; what a beautiful little girl, with long black hair and dark brown/black eyes and a smile that included a dimple in her right cheer. The little darling ran up to me and shook my hand and asked me if I would like a hug and I told her that I would. It felt so right; I always wanted a little girl that would do that to me.

We had the greatest dinner, she made home made apple pie with chocolate ice cream for dessert and coffee. The chicken was the best fried chicken I ever ate, corn on the cob, biscuits, gravy and a salad. Amber asked me to read her a story but I had to pick it out and then she said she would tell me one. We seem to hit it off just as Lisa and I have. After getting half way through the story, Amber fell asleep in my arms and had the cutest little smile.

Lisa took Amber from my arms and put her to bed and she just let her sleep in her clothes as she didn't want to wake her. She said down beside me after we we talked and she told me that four years ago she was coming home from work and there was horrible car accident and the parents; Amber's parents were killed. She called for the police which followed an ambulance and accompanied them to the nearby hospital. She hung around for the little girl and found out she had no one to take care of her. After letting them hold on her and she asked if she could adopted, they had to check into her deceased parents family first before she would even be considered for custody of Amber.

The only family was just her parents, Samuel and Allisa and no one else. They had to place her in temporary care until the legalities were in order. She was awarded single mother status by the court and Amber was all hers. She will tell her of her biological parents when the time comes. 

We took everything slow and we hugged and kissed and didn't start any heavy sexual activity until after my divorce and we saw each other and kept apart for legal reasons. Mary was put in jail with $ 50,000 bail but was ordered to serve 20 years in jail which meant she lost her job. I got rid of all her things and decided to not sell the house but have it redone and wanted to ask Lisa and Amber to move in with me. She was living a 2 family house with her brother and sister and I had so much more room and rooms for them to have and it would take about a year to redo and they would wait with me. In the meantime I rented a condo with a 1 year lease and we got closer.

Sex with Lisa was unlike I have ever had before. She nor Amber ever said anything to me about being black and they didn't mix but we got along as if we were all the same and we are. We admitted our love and after the house is done, we will be holding our wedding and reception their with Amber as our flower girl. It will be another 3 months and then we will all be under one roof and be one happy family. How lucky can a guy get; in my case I would say very happy. 

Mary is still serving time in jail along with her co-worker as no one posted their bail. I must have been blind to all the things that Mary did that I just let go and now I'm glad I let go of her and her ways. I can't wait for Lisa to be my wife and I adopt Amber too.



The Family Jackson



---This story includes sexual scenes of an incestuous nature. All characters participating in said acts are portrayed over the age of eighteen. Please do not read any further if this subject material is offensive to you---

Author's Note: The Jackson family was born as a stand alone with "A Jackson Family Christmas." Due to the positive feedback, and to be honest, some shameless begging, I decided to continue the story of Dillon Jackson. I tightened up the POV to stay on him since he's the one getting all the action. He's a perverted kick in the ass with the oddest quirks I could come up with, without going over the top. Enjoy the ongoing struggles of Dillon and his needy family and his devotion to them. It will help to read "A Jackson Family Christmas" to get a sense of the demented world I've created and some inside jokes they inflict upon one another. ---

*

"What exactly are you doing?" Aunt Jane's voice brought Dillon's head up from the couch. 

"It's not what it looks like. I swear." He turned his head to watch her walk around the couch. Her nightgown billowed around her while her eyes were locked on him. It was a thin powder blue number that stopped just above the knee. The light coming in from the front window silhouetted her perfectly. It allowed him to make out her rounded hips and the swell of breasts. She was the most endowed of the family. That wasn't saying a lot, but still, it was almost a complete handful. The image of his Aunt caused his cock to stir. It was a normal and constant reaction from childhood. Just her voice could arouse him.

"It looks like your sleeping with your cousin." She sat down on the couch where he'd been stretched out with his feet on the coffee table under a blanket. Reaching down, she took the baby bottle and set it on the table before placing a soft kiss on her grandson's head. She watched Kyle quietly suckling in his sleep. He looked content to be lying over Dillon's heart as they lounged on the couch. "You know you can put him down after feeding him, don't you?"

"Sure. But he's a Jackson boy. He's got that irresistible charm all of us have. I just couldn't put him down. We were going over our strategy to pick up women at the grocery store."

"Use the charm while you got it. It seems to fade with age." 

Dillon heard the whisper of truth in her words. He eyed her with a slight smile as she curled her feet up to keep them warm. "Scoot under the blanket. Since I'm sleeping with my cousin, I might as well sleep with my Aunt too." 

She let out a snort of soft laughter and took his suggestion. Not knowing the subtle truth of the comment. Jane snuggled tight to Dillon's warm body. Her head rested on his shoulder to complete the sweet scene. Dillon felt her body relax into him. He couldn't help but close his eyes and breathe her in. The thin material of her nightgown was unable to hide the feel of her breast as it formed against his arm. Her hand found her grandson and left it resting on his back just above Dillon's. Their fingers grazed one another's. 

"Where's Sammy?" She asked after emptying her lungs in a deep heavy breath. It caused the hair on the back of Dillon's neck to start tingling. She reached up and pushed a strand of dark blonde hair from her face. 

"Out in my bed with Lexi. They both had to get away from the snore mobiles upstairs." The rumbling snores of his Father and Uncle vibrated throughout the house. It was never ending. Nothing had ever worked for either of them. Dillon had finally decided on his own to convert the pool house to an apartment. It was the only way to get away from the noise. Nirvana with a toilet was what he called it. He'd worked for a small construction company since graduation two years ago, so it hadn't been difficult to do the job. It ended up being snug and cozy. Living at home was starting to have some real benefits. With the family together for Christmas, it was getting even cozier.

"Two girls in your bed at once. I'm impressed. Too bad they're related to you or you might get Hall of Fame status."

"It still counts. I have no problem lying and saying were having sex." Dillon let out a low chuckle. "If I throw in a sexy Aunt I win a toaster oven for Rookie of the Year."

"Really? Too bad you don't have one of those." 

"Please." He drew out the word and shook his head at the obvious underestimate of her own beauty. "You're the only reason I survived puberty. Why do you think I was always begging to stay at your place growing up? I almost wore out my little swizzle stick thinking of you."

"Dillon!" She hissed with surprise. Her hand light swatted his under the blanket. "I can't believe you. Do you flirt with every single woman you see?"

He pretended to think about it for a moment and then shrugged. "Pretty much. I did the math in the house. I even had a pie chart made up. You're the only female with no blood connection to me. A house full of beautiful women and you're my only option. The no blood connection is a bit of a turn off for me, but I can work with it. I figured I should take a shot and see how far my Jackson charms gets me."

"Absolutely nowhere." She raised her head up to scowl at him, but the tiny smile couldn't stop from showing through. "You're worse then ever. I can't believe you."

"What? I'm twenty. If I think about Sunday morning cartoons, I get a stiffy. I had a chubb half the day from tying my shoes the other morning. I damn near cut it in two with a skill saw at work. The only benefit is no one crowds me when we pile into a pickup to head to a job sight."

Jane gave him a hug as she tried to suppress her giggles at the imagery he'd described. "How are you still single?"

"Its kind of hard to score when I have em doubled up in my bed already. How exactly do you top having a three-way with your cousin and sister?"

"Dillon!" Her swat was harder. Kyle stirred a bit and scrunched up his face before letting out a heavy sigh. Jane flinched from almost waking him. Her voice was lower. Aimed right at his ear. "You've got to be the most disturbed guy I know."

"You really can't even imagine what goes on in my head. I have this recurring nightmare I just can't shake. I don't know how you live through it." He turned his head to look at her. Their faces were only inches apart. 

"What are you talking about?" There was worry and wonder in her voice.

"I keep getting the image of my Uncle's massive belly on you all sweaty and grunting. I get it. You're a chubby chaser. But it still creeps me out everytime."

Jane's mouth dropped open. Shocked. For a moment she just watched his eyes twinkling with mischief. A smile finally turned her face decades younger as she lost the fight and began to laugh. It went from forty-five to what she must have looked like in her twenties. "You're an evil little boy. I'm not a chubby chaser. He just kept growing after we got married. His belly is like our fourth child. And don't get too worried about that image. Not a lot's happing down there for him these days."

"Ouch. Sorry about that. I'd offer to stand in for him, but you'd probably brain me to death with a frying pan. Hopefully afterwards, of course. I'm willing to give your breasts a hug if they need one?"

"What?" Her hand went to her mouth as she tried to hide the smile behind another aggravated gesture. Her laughter grew.

"It's one of my fetishes. Sorry. I like hugs."

It took her almost a full minute to stop laughing and think about his words. "Fetishes? You have fetishes?"

"A ton. Kind of why I don't have a steady girlfriend. I tend to freak them out after awhile." He kissed Kyle's head and looked back at his Aunt's intense stare. "Oh? You curious?"

"More afraid then curious, but yea, I'm curious." 

"I've been trying to get your daughter to do The Baby Bird with me."

"The what? What are you doing with Sammy?" Her voice sharp with worry.

"The Baby bird. You know how a mama bird feeds her young. Basically spitting the food in its mouth. I've been trying to get Sammy to let me breastfeed so I can spit the milk into Kyle's mouth." 

The slap to the back of his head actually hurt. It caused Dillon's rumbling chuckle to shake the couch. He felt tears well up from laughter and start falling as his aunt slowly realized it was a joke. Kyle fussed a bit more, but seemed to like the deep vibrations coming from Dillon's chest. Jane reached back under the blanket to run a hand down Kyle's back to try and sooth him back to a deep sleep. Dillon had to wipe a tear away as he tried to stop laughing. Jane was trying to glare again, but her eyes were filled with tears as she giggled.

"That better be a joke."

"It was. There's no way I'd share. He'd just throw up on me again. I just want to breastfeed. It's been so long."

Jane tried to swat Dillon's hand again, but missed. Her hand fell perfectly on his rather firm cock. It caused Dillon to snort back a giggle. She let out a quiet gasp as her laughter stopped instantly. Her hand was frozen in place. 

"I warned you about that thing." He slid his eyes sideways to see his aunt's head aimed in the direction of his crotch. It looked like she was trying to stare through the blanket. She was just sitting there; too stunned to know she was still holding him. 

"I'm your Aunt," Was all she could say to him.

"And how long as it been since someone noticed how amazing you are?" His voice deepened. A lump grew in his throat as he stared at her.

"I'm your Aunt."

"You're my beautiful Aunt."

"You should leave." 

"If you'd let go of me, I'll think about it."

She turned her head to see his playful smirk. Her face went from white to red in an instant. The blanket flew off of her as she raced from the room and upstairs. He looked down at his lap to see a perfectly formed tent in his flannel pajamas. Standing, he adjusted it and began humming a melody as he headed upstairs. 

"I do love this family, Little Man." Dillon kissed Kyle on the top of the head. "It might be the death of me, but I'll die a very painful and happy death. Best advice I can give you is what Grandpa Pete told me. Make a woman laugh and she might just put up with the rest of you. Make her cry and you might wake up with your pecker in the microwave." When he got to the hallway leading to the bedrooms, he saw Jane staring into her bedroom at her husband. She turned her head as Dillon appeared. Her eyes met his and then dropped as she let out a long sigh. 

"Can you take him?" Dillon whispered as he passed her in the hall.

 Dillon motioned for her to follow him into the bedroom that had been set up for Samantha. He slid Kyle in bed and made sure he had a nowhere he could escape to. Jane was standing in the doorway. Her eyes went from his face to his erection. Dillon motioned for her to slide in with Kyle. She hesitated for a moment and then slipped by him and crawled in. He tucked her in as if she were a child. Her large eyes stared up at him from the darkness. She was trying to catch her breath. The blankets rising and falling each time. He pushed aside a few wild strands of her hair, letting his fingertips brush her ear and side of her neck. 

"You're still as beautiful as the day I met you." 

"Nice line. You were six days old. You can't look at me like that, Dillon. It isn't right."

"I've been looking at you like this since I was twelve. You were my first crush. I'll always look at you like this. I always thought you knew."

"I did, but you're not a boy anymore."

"I don't think that's what you find troubling."

"I don't know what you mean." 

"Liar." He let out a soft chuckle and ran his fingertips through her hair. It felt like silk to him. "You just figured out you really like me staring at you. And what I'm thinking about when I do." He leaned over her and kissed Kyle on the temple. "Sleep tight, Little Man." Jane's head turned to follow his movement. She held perfectly still when his lips brushed her forehead. He let his warm breath play against her skin. His thumb brushed against the skin just under her ear. He felt a tiny tremble roll through her body. "I'll be whatever you need me to be. It's up to you to figure out what that is. Sleep tight, Lady Jane." 

Dillon padded down the hall with his heart racing. He was dead. She was going to dismember him in his sleep. First thing tomorrow he'd start working on his obituary just in case. Still, she hadn't slapped him and his balls were still in their proper place. If Uncle Rick couldn't give her any, maybe she'd be desperate enough to be as stupid as he was. Reaching down, he took hold of his cock and gave it flick like it was a misbehaving puppy. "Why would you do that? You have two beautiful women in your bed and you still need to go after Aunt Jane. I get it. You've wanted her forever, but still, think once in awhile. We have to go through life together; maybe you don't realize that. And the shit you get into effects me."

He stopped in the kitchen and opened the fridge to grab a handful of grapes. The freezer took several methodical headbutts as he stood in the darkness envisioning the chaos he might cause in the family. Glancing sideways, he spotted the microwave and then looked down. "Grandpa Pete was right about us. It's all fun and game until you wake up in the microwave. Just try and control yourself until the holidays are over. Is that too much to ask?" He stared at his bulge for a minute like he expected it to answer him. "Nothing? No back talk? You're just gonna give me that pathetic look like it wasn't your fault. You're such a pecker."

When Dillon opened the door to his cramped pool house apartment, the soft glow of a small bedside lamp lit up the interior. Samantha was bent over the mini-fridge. She was wearing one of his faded and torn flannel work shirts. It hung open to let him see delicate pink panties. Her straight blonde hair was still messed up from sleeping. She was cuter than ever. Her eyes looked at him and then down at his erection. 

"Seriously? It's three in the morning. And where did you go with my son?" She whispered, trying not to wake his sleeping sister.

Dillon slipped the newly installed deadbolt and made sure the door wouldn't budge. He'd been raised in a loving family, but knew his parents would probably think he was going a bit too far with his affection. "Sorry. Your son cock blocked me with your mother. I almost had her convinced we should make a mother daughter home video." His eyes flashed her a challenge as he teased. "She's curled up with him in your bed. I already fed him."

"Damn him. You can't believe how many guys he's run off. I should have a serious talk with him about that."

"Maybe he just wants to keep your new tits to himself. I can't really blame him. I'll have a man to man with him tomorrow." She started to close the shirt, but stopped when his hands found her hips and pulled her closer. "And what were you up to?" His lips kissed her temple before she turned her face up to offer him her lips. 

Between lingering kisses, she answered. "Deflating these things. I had to pump." He ran a hand up her side and started to circle her breast. "Easy Panty-boy, my tits hurt. If they're not aching, they're burning or leaking."

His hands obeyed and moved to her ass to find smooth warm skin. The baby had given her a bit more to hang on to. It was delicious. "Wow. Sexy talk. I love it when you talk like that. I usually need penicillin when that happens to me."

She bit down on his bottom lip. "If you give me a venereal disease, I'm gonna shove a badger up your ass."

"Hmm. Sounds fun. What's with all the stuffing things in my ass? You have a new kink? We could take turns with it."

"Maybe." She pulled his lip with her teeth before letting it go. Her hands pushed down his pants and underwear to gently stoke his cock. "You thinking about the football team again?" She teased.

"You know it. Best mistake of my life. They said I was the best tight end they tried out. You still mad I gave the most blowjobs?"

"Shut up, Spunk-breath. If you're gonna work me up, you better finish the job."

Dillon slipped her out of the shirt and tugged down her panties as she worked to get him out of his shirt. Samantha pushed him away and crawled back in bed beside Alexis as she lay on her side facing the wall fast asleep. Sitting down on the bed, Dillon stared down at his cousin. His fingertips gliding up her thigh to find freshly shaved skin along her outer lips. He admired the job he did. She had a perfect little strip of light brown hair just to break up the symmetry of her smooth skin. "Have I told you how beautiful you are?"

"I'm up here." 

He raised his head to look in her eyes and smiled a mischievous smile. "Hush. I've told you a hundred times how much you take my breath away. She's the one that needs reassuring. Her lips always make me think she's pouting."

Samantha kicked out at him playfully. "Dillon. You really have no idea what you do to me." 

His fingers traced up and down, mixing the growing wetness and spreading it upward towards her clitoris. He threaded the fingers of his left hand into her hers and stared into her eyes. "So tell me."

Her eyes misted as her cheeks grew warm. "I can't. I've tried to find the words. There just aren't any." 

Dillon leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her abdomen. His fingers coaxing her clitoris to full arousal. Crawling between her legs, she reached out to pull him down to her. He kept his body away from her sensitive breasts and slid his cock into her. The heat radiating from inside her sent a charge down his spine. He kissed her lightly and gave her a rueful smile while his hands played in her hair. Their hips rocked gently in time with their heartbeats. "I really wish Kyle was mine. He would have come out with horns, but still, bringing the End of Days can't be all that bad."

"How is it you can start a sentence so perfectly and then butcher it?"

"It's just a talent. A gift really."

"Find a different one." Samantha stared up at him, swallowing hard. "I know this is going to sound stupid, but can you do something for me?"

"Anything."

"Don't close your eyes. Just this time, take this serious. And stay up here. With me."

The smile that spread across Dillon's face wasn't playful or teasing. It was just a purely innocent smile. He let his hips moving a bit quicker as his eyes scanned the body beneath him before settling and staying focused on hers. Bracing himself on his elbow, he kissed her, letting their tongues meet in the middle before she yielded. His eyes wide open and staring into hers. Despite her effort, each time his pelvic met hers, she inadvertently blinked. Her groans increased with their tempo. Finally, she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer. She flared her head back and let his lips find her neck. He traced kisses up towards her ear and pulled her left leg around his body. Her heel began to dig into the back of his leg in an attempt to pull more of him inside her. Between thrusts and nibbles, he whispered almost inaudibly. "Is it a bad time to tell you I love you?"

"No." 

"And Kyle?"

"Him too? Hmm, I...I like that."

"What are you going to do about that?"

"Love you back. That okay?"

Dillon forced her face back to him until she opened her eyes and looked at him. He could see a tear rolling down the side of her face. His lips caught it before it found the bed beneath them. "No take backs?" He asked as he stared at the emotions showing through her eyes.

"No. No take backs."

His lips brushed hers and then his tongue reached out to explore between her lips. He felt her fingers clutching at the small of his back. Her foot slipped from behind him and straightened as her entire body began to shudder. She tried to remain quiet and not wake Alexis. Her screams of ecstasy left her throat as tiny grunting squeaks. Despite his attempt to take it serious, the noises brought out a burst of quiet laughter and then a groan of pleasure as he felt a flood of heat engulf his cock. As the muscles surrounding him began to constrict and convulse, he closed his eyes and breathed in the heady scent of her. She was just finishing the last of her aftershocks and twitches when he pulled out and aimed the first jet of semen onto her belly. Four more blasts and his body fell into itself. Resting his forehead on her chest, he caught his breath as she ran her fingers through his soft curls. His dark hair was just long enough to get a decent grip if he misbehaved too much. 




The Family Jackson Ch. 02



---This story includes sexual scenes of an incestuous nature. All characters participating in said acts are portrayed over the age of eighteen. Please do not read any further if this subject material is offensive to you---

"What happened to your face?" Mom looked up from the stool she was sitting on as Dillon walked into the kitchen the next morning. 

Dillon looked around the room to see Aunt Jane almost dive into her coffee cup to hide the guilty look on her face. She was leaning against the counter next to the refrigerator in a cute little ball. Grandma had been sitting next to Mom chattering away about the baking plans for the day. All three women watched intently as he filled a cup of coffee before acting like he didn't know what she was talking about. He explored his chin with his fingers. "What?"

"The side of your face, Honey. It looks like you have hives or something." 

"Oh, that." Dillon shrugged as mom took a sip of coffee. "I probably picked up a yeast infection."

Both Mom and Aunt Jane choked on their coffee. Aunt Jane's cup slipped from her fingers to shatter and spill the remainder of the liquid in all directions. Grandma chuckled loudly. Mom was glaring across the kitchen at her perfect angel while she tried to breathe again without coffee spewing from her nose. Dillon smiled and winked at Grandma. His day was starting perfectly. He kissed Grandma on the cheek and got a sharp elbow from Mom as he tried to give her one. Jane dropped to her hands and knees with a towel to try and soak up the coffee. Dillon started picking up pieces of the cup and depositing them in the garbage. 

"Dillon!" Mom coughed while she tried to clean up the counter. "You used to be a good boy. What happened to you?"

"Puberty, Mom. It's all your fault. You never taught me how to pick the good ones." 

Mom looked at Grandma with an exasperated expression on her face. "What did I do wrong?"

"Nothing. Your baby boy is perfect." Grandma winked at Dillon, still chuckling at the early morning chaos her grandson created.

"Thanks, Grandma. Still love you the most." Dillon said over his shoulder as he slid up beside Jane at the sink. He pecked her cheek and got his second elbow of the day. Her elbow was a lot sharper.

"I don't have a yeast infection, you little worm." Jane hissed under her breath. Her hand went to his cheek and her eyes grew softer. "I'm so sorry I slapped you. Does it hurt?"

"It usually burns and itches. A bit of ointment will clear it up. That's what the commercials say anyway."

He received his third elbow and a roll of the eyes. "You're impossible."

"I'm pretty sure I'm not." He reached across her body for no reason except to graze her breast with his arm. He watched her nipples react instantly. His eyes were full of laughter. "Any regrets?"

Jane sucked in her breath and shot him a look she usually reserved for Kara when she was in her moods. "At the moment? A ton."

"Really? You look like you got a good night's sleep."

She couldn't stop the smile and shook her head in exasperation. "I passed out thanks to you. I don't think I've slept like that in years." A blush crept into her cheeks as she tried to ignore his eyes. "Stop looking at me like that."

"I thought we cleared that up last night. You said you loved the way I looked at you."

"That was last night. You're looking like you want to bend me over the sink in front of your mom. Stop it."

"Would the counter be more comfortable for you?" He pecked her cheek again and let his fingers run across her stomach. Dillon spotted the microwave eyeing him and glared back. To hide his erection, he walked back the way he'd come and slipped into the half bath. He readjusted and made sure his T-shirt was loose enough to almost hide the damn thing. 

When Dillon returned to the kitchen, the view of his Uncle's ass greeted him. He was bent down picking up a large chunk of cookie. "Hey, Uncle Rick. How'd that escape?"

"Morning." Uncle Rick blew invisible dust from the cookie and popped it into his mouth. "It's a mystery. They usually don't. What are you up to, today?"

"The mall. I'm taking the girls out so they don't start throwing furniture around with their minds. How about you?"

"Parts hunting for the roadster. Your Dad's tracked down an engine block that looks good. We're headed out in a few minutes to check it out. You sure you don't want to go with us? The mall sounds like hell on earth."

"No thanks. I promised Kara. I don't think I can stay awake for the next two weeks until you guys leave. I'm pretty sure I'd wake up with her standing over top of me with a chainsaw."

"Good call. That girl has one mood these days. Homicidal. Where's my grandson?"

"Crapping my bed." Dillon said with mock disgust. "I woke up on the couch last night and when I finally got to bed, there he was. I don't know how he did it, but he had a cute little blonde chick passed out beside him."

"That's my boy."

"Morning." Alexis' puffy and tired face appeared with the rest of her body wrapped in a fuzzy red robe. Her eyes scanned the crowd and finally settled on Dillon. They slid away when he wiggled his eyebrows at her over his coffee cup. She gave Grandma a hug and then Mom.

"Oh, Wow! You need a shower, Honey." Mom waved her hand in front of her nose. "You smell like a Wildebeest."

"Thanks, Mom." She flicked her mom's hair and headed into the kitchen. 

It was Dillon's turn to spit up his coffee. He didn't know why he was blushing. The look Alexis flashed him had chainsaws and badgers all over it. Tears were rolling down his face when she took his coffee cup away from him and smacked him in the back of the head.

"Shut up." She took a sip then smacked him again. Her cheeks were rosy as she glared around the kitchen at every one of them. "What's with your face?" 

"I don't know. It could be from all the domestic abuse I receive. I've been getting my ass kicked this morning." He leaned in and started sniffing her like a dog. She tried to fend him off for a few elbows and knees, but failed. Finally, she just stood in front of him as he snorted and sneezed in her hair. His arms wrapped around her and he pulled her against him. She did her best to ignore him and stay mad, but his erection digging into her ass was causing her to smile and blush for real.

"Wow." He shook his head after coming up for air. "You're going to have to burn that robe. Something died in it."

"Bite me." 

"Honey." Mom tried to stop the smack-fest before it got out of hand. "My bathroom is empty. You really need to hose off. You're gonna stain the curtains."

"MOM!" Alexis' jaw dropped. 

Before Alexis could say anything else Dillon had gotten the coffee cup away from her and tossed her over his shoulder. He headed towards Grandma. "Give Grandma a kiss for me. I'm gonna make sure you actually take a shower this morning. I like wild and rustic, but damn girl, you could kill a squirrel just by walking into a room."

Grandma gave Alexis a peck on the cheek and then waved her hand in front of her nose, giggling the whole time. The siblings were half way to the stairs when they heard Aunt Jane's voice. "Rick. Could you open a window?" 

By the time they got up to their parent's bedroom, Dillon was barely suppressing his loud laughter. Alexis had given up beating on his back as she hung over his shoulder. Dillon walked through their parent's bedroom, into the bathroom, and locked the door. When he lowered her to her feet he saw she was so embarrassed she was snarling at him. 

"I hate you." 

He gave her a sheepish look and shrugged. "No you don't."

"Oh, I do." 

She pulled her fist back to hit him but he caught it and spun her around so he could hold her against him again. His lips were at her ear, kissing her softly. "No you don't. You love me. I said you couldn't shower. There was no rule against deodorant."

"I hate you." Her voice was softer. 

He pulled the robe off her shoulders and let it drop at her feet. His lips tugged at her earlobe while his hand reached around and teased an already aroused nipple. Her oversized T-shirt slid easily up and off to fall beside her robe. He smiled when she began to press into him with her ass. 

"Hmmm. You love me. You're going to let me love every inch of you. Kiss every inch of you." He felt her body change from a coiled spring to soft and yielding. Her head fell back against him to give him more of her neck to kiss. His hands gently running up and down her body. 

"You're still an ass, though."

"Well, yea. It's my only flaw. Nobody's perfect."

"Only? You need to stop smoking pot so early in the morning." 

His hands gently teased and rolled her breasts as his lips nibbled at the back of her neck. Dillon felt her hands reach back to grab his pants and pull him tighter to her. He let her twist around so she could kiss him. Her tongue was forceful as she stood on her tiptoes to reach. Dipping down, he lifted her with his forearm under the cheeks of her ass. He grunted happily at the force of her legs wrapping around him and her hands pulling his lips tighter. In two steps he deposited her on the counter and had to grip her hair tightly to pull her away enough to get some air. He looked into large dark hungry eyes as she struggled for breath with her lips parted. 

"Damn." Dillon whispered in amazement. His hand pushed back wild curls. "Sisters shouldn't kiss their brothers like that." 

"Brothers should stop teasing their sisters and just take their virginity already." 

"Like on a date? Where would your virginity and I go?" Alexis slid closer and wrapped her arms around him. Her eyes narrowed when she saw his nose wiggle at the smell from her armpits. "Honey, Mom was wrong. You don't smell like a wildebeest. You smell like a yeti in heat."

He expected pain. Instead, she smiled as sweet as she could. "It's too early for cute." Her voice turned to a teasing little girl's. "I need my big strong brother to help me wash all my naughty parts. All my dirty dirty spots that are so sensitive." She battered her eyelashes at him. "I don't know why my panties are always so wet. Maybe you could check for me. Can you Dillon? Can you be my big strong hero and find out why I ache so bad down there?"

"Oh, crap." Dillon snickered and kissed the tip of her nose. "Baby Sister's trying to tease. It needs some work. Drop the girly and go with slow and seductive."

She wrinkled her nose at him and lowered her voice to a whisper. "Baby Sister needs her big brother to make the ache go away." She kissed his neck. Tiny kisses. Little warm kisses all along his neck as he shook his head to fight her. Her delicate fingers were working their way down his sides. "Please, Dillon. I don't know why I tingle down there all the time. I'd love it if you'd be the first boy to touch me there. Please."

He ran his hands down her back and laughed between kisses on her neck and shoulder. "Better. If I get my panties, I'll make the ache go away just this once." 

Dillon pulled her off the counter and started to kneel before her. His mouth found each small breast on the way down. Her hands tried to keep him attached to her nipple as he pulled it into his mouth and teased it with his tongue. He kissed and licked down her flat stomach, circling her navel to send goosebumps rippling across her skin. His nose twitched when the deep rich scent of her drifted up to him. Alexis let out a surprised gasp when she was yanked away from the counter by two strong hands on her ass and his lips crashed into the folds of her pussy. 

She was pulled down to the rug and her legs were pushed wide, his lips barely leaving her skin. His thumb pushed her panties to the side and spread her. He could feel heat boiling off her. Her skin was on fire. Reaching up as far as he could, he raked his nails across her breast and stomach. The taste of her hit his tastebuds. It sent a surge down his spine and pulled a deep vibrating groan out of him. Alexis arched her back while her hands began teasing her breasts. 

"Damn. I don't care what anyone says, that's the most amazing thing I've ever tasted." 

He failed again. His idea was a nice slow build up to release. Dillon's tongue flattened and spread her. Drinking her. His lips surrounded her clit and began to suckle it gently while his tongue alternating from flicking and teasing, to a quick long lick. Her hips were rocking with each movement of his tongue. He felt her entire body shaking as tiny little groans coincided with his licks. Running his hands up her body, he slid them under hers on her breast. Together, they squeezed and massaged them to his tongue's rhythm. She was making the deepest moans he'd ever heard until he realized it was coming from him. Any other time he would have laughed at how stupid he must sound. It only caused his tongue to move faster. His hands raced across her skin. His right hand dragging fingernails down her leg, the other sliding across her surging abdomen. 

"Dillon. Oh god, Dillon!" 

Her thighs squeezed tight as her body straightened to pull her butt off the floor. He could feel the muscles of her legs and ass clenched tight as she twitched. His mouth opened wide, waiting for the short blast of liquid to hit his tongue. Before he could stop himself, her panties were yanked off and tossed behind him. He pushed down his pants and pinned her to the ground with his weight. Her arms pulling him tighter while her knees came up. Dillon buried his head into the side of her neck. Lips pulling at her ear until hers turned to find him. His cock slid between the folds of her labia. He could feel the delicate lips part and slide along the sides of his shaft. Forming to him perfectly. The heat was unbearable. Roughly, he slid his cock across her clitoris and brought a yelp of pain from her.

It stopped him. He froze. Dillon opened his eyes, panting hot blasts of hair into her open mouth. She was staring up at him wide-eyed and desperate. "Please. Please keep going." Alexis tugged at him with her hands trying to force his hips to keep moving.

Dillon closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to hers. "No, Lex. I don't want your first time to be on a bathroom floor. It's not supposed to be like this. I want to be gentle with you. I want it to be right."

"It's okay. I want it this way."

His chuckle bounced off the walls of the bathroom and straight through her. "You just want it. You are a yeti in heat." He pulled away from her and pulled up his pants. "Damn it, Lex. You're not supposed to do this to me. I'm your big brother. I'm not supposed to rip your panties off and bang you on a bathroom floor. You're not that girl. You're my beautiful innocent sister." 

"Would the shower be better?" She rolled seductively under him while biting her bottom lip. Her hand slid between her legs. 

"Oh, crap." He groaned. "Now that's how you tease a boy. You keep doing that and you can rule the world." 

Dillon backed away and scooped up her panties. They instantly went to his nose. He breathed in a long deep breath. His eyes rolled back in his head from the now familiar essence of his sister. 

"It moved." Alexis was staring at his crotch in surprise. "It moves?"

"Uh...yea. But only when it's happy. Or mad enough to spit at me. He's a little of both at the moment. He's gonna sulk for hours. He might even run away from home after this. He's used to getting whatever he wants. Kind of like my spoiled sister."

"Bite me."

"I think I might have."

Alexis let her knees drop wide open as her finger circled the tight opening of her vagina. "Bite me again." Her eyes twinkled back at him. She was learning way too fast. A smile spread as she watched his cock twitch again. 

Dillon clenched his jaw as he shook his head and offered his hands to help her up. She shot him a little pouty face and stood up. Staring at one another, he gently cleaned between her legs with her panties. When she gave him a confused look, he smiled and kissed her. "I want every drop of you on these panties."

"You're such a freak."

"Sorry. Some people area born to be serial killers and others are born to be perverted brothers with a panty fetish. You drew the short straw."

Her hand reached out to rub his cock through his pants. "It's not that short. A little bigger and it might even nick my hymen." Her laughter at his expression was cut short by the sharp smack of his hand on her bare ass. 

"Get in the shower." He ordered and pushed her away from him. "And seriously think about dropping a deuce to get the stink out of the room." He was chuckling even before the hairbrush collided with his back. It only caused him to laugh louder as he bent over the sink to clean his face off and get a drink of water. He left her still glaring at him to head back downstairs with his newest prize resting comfortably in his pocket. Right next to his cock. He could almost hear it sniffing them and whining. 

Dillon had to wrestle Kara and Amber awake. It took him dragging Amber down the stairs in her sleeping bag to succeed. Dillon found out she knew all the proper adjectives a young girl shouldn't. Slowly, the breakfast table thinned out and Dillon, with a noisy minivan full of girls, headed to the mall. It actually was torture. He was drug around for four hours. The only bright spot was a few peeks at pairs of brand new panties that Alexis and Samantha had bought. They ate a quick meal at the food court and watched a movie at the theatre. By the time Dillon drove into the driveway, he was a bit rummy from all the smacks he'd received. 

Alexis remembered she'd promised to go to a party with some friends and went reluctantly. A week ago she'd been dying to go. The rest of the house was getting set to go driving around looking at Christmas lights. Dillon was propped up on the couch watching the Jackson women wander back and forth getting pretty. Why they needed to get fixed up just to sit in a car, was a mystery. A pleasant mystery, but it still confused him. Grandpa Pete didn't even have an explanation.

"Are you sure you don't want to go?" His Mom was standing beside the couch staring down at him.

"Pretty sure. I did my penance already today. I spent the day having to listen to every bit of drama high school can produce. If I spend another couple hours with a van full of girls, I'll start menstruating. I'm pretty sure I'm already spotting. Besides, if I go you'll have to take a third vehicle."

"You're a funny guy, Mr. Jackson. I seriously did fail with you, didn't I? I guess you're right about the extra vehicle. Jane's not going either. She's upstairs with a migraine. Can you look in on her every once in awhile?"

"Ah...no. I'm not going anywhere near her if she has a migraine. I value all my boy parts."

"Dillon! Be a good boy for once. Just take care of her. Whatever she needs."

His chuckle was unstoppable. He was pretty sure he couldn't do both successfully. "Thanks for the green light, Mom."

"What?"

"Nothing. Go enjoy your drive-bys. Make sure to double tap Rudolph for me."

He heard the squeak of the stairs behind him before the vehicles even got out of the driveway. In a house suddenly quiet for the first time in days, it was easy to distinguish. Aunt Jane appeared in his periphery as she walked around the couch and sat down. Her floral dress was tucked tight around her legs while she leaned against the armrest and pulled her knees under her chin. 

"Are they gone?"

"Yea." He examined her face and saw a tiny furrow between her eyes as she stared back at him. "You look like you're feeling better. How's the head?"

"Fine." Her eyes softened and a tiny smile pulled her lips upward. "I might have faked the headache."

"Why?" It was a dumb question. He was seeing the answer in her eyes. 

She shrugged. "I heard a rumor you were going to stay home."




The Family Jackson Ch. 02



"Huh. That's a new one. A woman fakes a headache to have sex. Do you fake other things?" Dillon's hand slid over and began to caress the back of her calf. 

"Not last night." She nudged him with a gentle kick. "Are we? Are we having sex?"

"No. We're sitting on a couch. It has been awhile, hasn't it?" He caught the kick and pulled her feet into his lap and began running his hands up her legs. "If that's what you need, I'm more than happy to help out."

"No, Dillon. It can't be like that. It can't be just me wanting this. I need you to want me." 

"Janie." Dillon shook his head and tried to swallow the growing lump in his throat. "How can you think otherwise? I'm hard the second you walk into a room. I get hard when Mom tells me she just got off the phone with you. I can't imagine a situation where I don't want you."

"Dillon." A blush darkened her cheeks as she tucked her chin into her chest to hide the smile. "I'm not a girl. I'm old. Older anyway. How can you want me like that?"

He gave her a smile and a shake of the head before he lifted her legs and got to his knees on the couch. Dillon pulled her gently towards him until she was lying on the couch with him between her legs. He hovered over her for a moment before nestling himself into her body. Braced on his elbow, he smoothed her hair away from her face and began tracing the tiny lines and furrows she'd earned over the years as a mother. His eyes followed his fingers as they moved across her skin. Gliding over her eyebrows and tracing the line of her jaw. Dillon brushed his thumb just under her bottom lip and couldn't stop his smile when her tongue came out to lick her lips. She just stared up at him with her large blue eyes. Dillon could see wonder and fear in them.

"It's easy, Janie. You're the trifecta. Do you know how many points a guy gets if he can bang a milf, aunt, and grandma all in one?" 

His deep rolling chuckle shook the couch as she punched him in the side. Warm loving lips stopped her from fighting back any further. She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed as tight as she could. Their lips and tongues found the same slow rhythm they'd known last night. Dillon sighed when his hand found no bra beneath the soft cotton dress. Jane's knees came up and her hips began to rock into him. He kissed his way to her ear before he spoke again.

"You don't taste a day over twenty-five."

Jane growled and gripped his hair. "That has got to be your cheesiest line ever. Would you just take me to bed?" 

His head came up to show her his twinkling eyes. "I don't know, Janie. What if your parents come home? It's a school night. I should probably get going."

"Shut up, you little turd. My parents love your brown nosing ass. Now take me to bed before I neuter you for calling me a grandma."

Hand in hand they walked through the kitchen and into the backyard. The closer they got to his room, the closer Jane tucked her body into his as they walked. Her cheek was resting against his arm as if she needed the touch of him to breathe. Before he opened his door he kissed her forehead and then let her inside. He had to nudge her gently to step further into the room to close the door. His hand stayed on the small of her back as he bolted the door. 

"You okay?" His arms wrapped around her from behind. His breath stirring the tiny hairs at the back of her neck. 

"I'm going to cheat on my husband." She let out a sigh as she leaned her head against his chest and stared at the empty bed. "After twenty-five years of marriage, I'm going to cheat on my husband. With his nephew. With my nephew. I'm horrible."

"You aren't horrible, Janie. I am. I know how lonely you are. How empty you think you are. This is my fault. I wish I could push you away and tell you I don't want this, but I can't. I'm sorry if this is going to hurt you. If you want to walk away, you have to do it now."

Jane didn't answer. For a moment she just stood staring at the bed. Slowly, she reached up and began to unbutton her dress. Dillon relaxed his arms and pushed it off her shoulders when she'd undone the last button. Gravity took over and let it pool around her ankles. With surer steps, she walked over to the bed and flipped back the covers and sat down with her knees together and her hands gripping the sheets on either side of her legs. She watched as Dillon once again undressed in front of her. His eyes never left her face as his shirt fell. The pants and underwear were left behind as he stepped closer to stand with his legs barely grazing hers. 

Her eyes moved over his body before her hands lifted to do the same. She let her fingertips feel the smooth skin of his stomach. Her tongue snuck out to wet her lips briefly when his stomach muscles reacted to her touch. Dillon ran his hands through her hair when she leaned close and kissed him just above his navel. He could feel her hands shaking when they moved down the shaft of his cock and then around his body to grip the cheeks of his ass. Her lips were still kissing the soft skin of his belly. After a heavy shuddered sigh, she lay back and slid her panties off and held them up to him with a nervous smile.

"For me?" 

"You don't have to steal them anymore. All you have to do is ask for them."

He smiled when he took them from her. His fingers gently rubbed together, feeling the moisture permeating them. "They seem to be damp."

She pulled her knees up to curl in a ball and hid her face behind her hands. "There's an understatement." 

Jane's face appeared again when Dillon pulled her legs around him and pressed his weight on top of her. She was biting her lip to try and control her sudden embarrassment. Threading his fingers into hers, he pushed them high above her head to pin them to the mattress. He was gentle and slow as his hips began to rock. His cock spreading the wetness it found. They stared at each other, neither blinking. Every time the tip of his cock grazed her clit, her lips would open slightly. Sliding further down her body, his cock parted her lips to find silky heat rushing all around him. With a slow gentle upstroke, his cock found its way inside her. He watched as her eyes flared wider before closing. Their lips met as they moved slowly against each other. The tip of her tongue teased his lips. Soon their tongues and hips coordinated. Every time he tried to pull away to look at the body under him, her head raised to keep his lips on hers. He felt her heels hook around his legs as her hips began to want more. His hands glided down her arms to find themselves tangled in her hair. Her hands did the same to make sure his lips couldn't escape. 

"Don't ever stop doing this to me, Dillon. Please." She whispered into his mouth. "Please, Dillon. Don't ever."

His eyes opened for a moment and then closed tight. "I promise. You have me for as long as you need me, Janie."

His thrusts became harder, driving into her. Her arms wrapped around him to hold tight. Each time their bodies crashed together, her breath filled his mouth. Over and over, he drove into her as she gripped him. Her fingers digging into his back and shoulders. When her head finally turned and her arms relaxed, he pushed up and ran a hand down her body. Gripping her hips, he pulled her into his thrusts. Jane's pelvic started little flares. Her hand raced to her clitoris and began rubbing frantically. 

"Dill..." 

Dillon watched as she jerked and shook. Her hand pushed against his belly as her body tried to roll away from him, but he gripped her hips tightly to deny her escape. He could feel her entire body tightening around him as a fresh rush of heat filled her and rolled down the shaft of his cock. 

For the next hour they rolled and kissed and explored each other. There was never a moment of hurry, no further rush for instant pleasure. Jane guided his hands and lips to every little spot she knew gave her pleasure. Places her husband hadn't found in over a decade. Dillon's kisses found her instep and the back of her knee. His nails ran down her spine to the small of her back and back up, over and over. He pulled her to her knees and slid into her from behind. One hand on her hip and the other running up and down her spine. All the while telling her how beautiful and precious she was. When her hips began to buck, he pushed her into the mattress with a pillow under her hips. Straddling her legs, he stared down at the beautiful ass that had gotten him off for years. She was face down on the bed, her ass rocking into him as he increased to her tempo. He teased the lips surrounding his cock and then circled the tight hole of her ass with his thumb. Goosebumps raged across her body. She was biting the sheets, trying not to scream. His thumb circled again, tickling the hairs and wrenching a gasping shudder from her as she orgasmed underneath him. 

They finally ended on their sides facing each other. Her leg over his as he kept their hips in time with a hand. He watched her bite her bottom lip as a slow rolling tremor ran through her. Dillon rolled on top of her, his legs to the outside. It took him barely a minute to feel the surge of his release as he let his hips finally move at an uninterrupted pace. Dillon came to a shuddering stop while his breath pushed at the damp hair along her cheek. Rolling back to his side, he pulled her with him to stare at her from the same pillow.

After what seemed like an eternity, he smiled and asked, "You okay?" Dillon ran a hand down to the small of her back and looked at her hooded eyes. He couldn't tell what she was thinking. 

"I'm not going to cry. I promise. I don't know what that was last night."

"It's a normal reaction. Most of the time it goes with the phrase; oh my God, what did I just do?"

"And you're back. How do you do that? From sincere to juvenile at the speed of light."

"I have six female cousins and a sister that change moods like they change outfits. It's a survival mechanism."

Jane pursed her lips and then stared intently at him. "Was I okay?"

Dillon saw worry appear on her face. The natural insecurity of a woman needing reassured. It caused him to smile and pull her tighter against him. "You're such a girl. So amazing and so clueless about how sexy you are. You'll never have to worry about that with me. You were flawless."

With a roll of her eyes, her body melted into him. Snuggling deeper into his embrace. Dillon's fingertips never stopped moving across the skin of her back. 

"Do I get to do this again?" Dillon's lips were pressed to her forehead.

"Yes."

"Can we take our time, next time?"

"What? This wasn't taking our time?" Her face turned up to look at him with a little bit of concern showing. 

There was a twinkle in his eyes as he met her gaze. "Nope. This was a quickie. There's things I want to do to you that might take more than a day."

"Like what?"

He pushed her to her back and kissed the swell of her nearest breast while his eyes stayed locked on hers. His palm filled with the other as his fingers massaged. "Like memorizing every single curve of your body. Every tiny hair on the small of your back. Where your sighs come from." 

"Hmm, that's a pretty good line." 

She pulled him up her body by his hair. Their lips met softly, building up from there. His hand sliding across her stomach and hip. Dillon felt her hands running up his sides, burning his flesh. For twenty minutes they simply kissed and caressed until it was time to go.

He walked her to the back door, his arm around her. Her head resting against him once more. They kissed goodnight like they'd just finished a first date. When the door closed in his face and her suddenly shy smile disappeared, Dillon turned and headed back to strip the bed and make sure no evidence remained in his room. It hadn't been anything like he'd expected. She seemed more fragile then her daughters. There was no way he could escape any of them, even if he wanted to. He sat down on the edge of the bed with the pillowcase that had been under her. Dillon could smell her on it. He brought it to his nose and breathed deep, letting his nose run over the dampness. His hand patted his erection and smiled. "Fine. You were right. She was perfect. Just like you said."

His head was staring up into the night sky when his grandfather's rumbling voice interrupted his thoughts. "It's never wise to think that hard, boy. Here." 

"Hey, Pops." Dillon took the bottle of beer he was offered and watched Grandpa Pete climb into the hot tub to join him. "You trying to contribute to the delinquency of a minor?"

"We both know you're way past delinquency. A beer in the backyard won't kill anyone. What's going on with you? You got that scrunched up face you always used to get when you hid behind the sofa to fill your diaper."

"How is it that you can remember that, but you can't remember your name half the time?"

"Are you calling me old and senile, boy?"

"Never, Pops. You're the best looking dead guy I know. You got an exact count on your wrinkles yet?"

"Funny one. Every one of these damn things was earned. You don't survive almost a hundred and twenty years of marital bliss without a scar or two. Half of them are self-inflicted from trying to get out of the contract. And don't change the subject. What's got you shittin yourself?"

"Aren't you the one with that issue?"

Grandpa shook his head with a deep-throated snicker. "It's too bad I didn't get one grandson. Instead, I'm stuck with you. You still haven't answered my question." 

Dillon shrugged. "Just wondering where my life is going."

"Where do you want it to go?"

"That's a tougher question."

"Did you screw something up?" Grandpa Pete's eyes narrowed as he stared across the water at Dillon.

Dillon shook his head. "No. I think I'm doing the right thing. I just don't know if it's helping or hurting people. And I don't see a gentle way out if it turns bad." 

"You walking towards prison, boy?"

"No, Pops. It's nothing like that."

"Then explain it to me. Some of us dust collectors do know things. We've been there and done that before you were streaking your shorts. You aren't the first dumbass born on this big ball. There's nothing you've done that I didn't do half a century earlier. If you crap stains aren't even smart enough to know how you're supposed to wear pants, how are you ever gonna figure out how to be men. You're the first generation that's needed an instruction manual for a belt. Here's a tip. Your belt goes above your pecker. Now, spill it."

"All right. All right. Don't stroke out on me. There's no way I'm giving you mouth to mouth without you buying me dinner first." They aimed the same mischievous smirk at each other. Dillon had seen photos of Grandpa when he was in his twenties. The two of them could have been twins. The annoying part for everyone was they had the same exact personality. Grandpa was just a crankier model. "I'm kind of getting tied up in more than one girl's bed."

"Which one is marrying material?"

"In the perfect world, all of them."

Grandpa raised an eyebrow and finished his beer. "How many is all?"

"Six or seven. I'm dating a volleyball team and their mothers."

"So, we're back to bullshitting each other. I can't help you if you don't want help."

"It's complicated, Pops. There's more than just them involved." Dillon's lip twitched as he tried to work around the truth enough to answer the question. "One of them is married with a kid." 

"Easy. You think of the kid first. It's the only innocent in your little soap opera. If you're bad for the kid, you have to walk away." 

Dillon leaned his head back and stared up at the handful of stars he could see. "Not bad. I'll have to work on the answer to that one. I guess you're not just a coat rack for Grandma." 

They sat and chatted for another half-hour. Finally, Dillon stood and slipped out of the hot tub. "Night, Pops. Remember to swim towards the light. And watch out for floaters." 

Dillon ended up in Alexis' bed listening to the continuing sagas of Kara and Amber until two in the morning. The girls finally fell asleep to the rhythmic sounds of dueling foghorns. Dillon wasn't used to having to listen to the snoring like the rest of the house, but it was coming back to him. Alexis was almost happy enough to cuddle up next to him without her hands wandering. He finally got control of them as he pulled her against him with his breath warming the hairs on the back of her neck. It didn't take her long to realize her ass was a weapon. 

"Woman, would you give my pecker a rest." Dillon whispered in Alexis' ear with more than a little exasperation. 

"I can't help it."

"Yes you can, you just don't want to. We have to calm down, Honey. There's no rush to this. Can't you just enjoy lying like this?"

"For about five minutes. Then I get to thinking about you and I need to feel you. Who would have guessed, I get the brother that just wants to cuddle."

His snorting giggle was loud in her ear. "The hell I do. I just want to protect you. We can't get caught doing this, Lex. You know that. Did you forget? You're the smart one."

"Yea. I'm so smart I fell in love with my brother. I'm a genius." 

Alexis turned to look up at him. Their faces, inches apart. She smiled when his lips stopped her sarcasm. Her stifled sigh encouraged his hand as it moved down to unbutton the flannel shirt she'd stolen from him. He left the bottom two buttoned and brought his hand up to her breast as his tongue and lips continued to explore hers. Her sighs increased. Dillon had to keep his lips locked to hers to keep her from making too much noise. He moved his hand down her stomach and back up. Each time moving a little further down. Her pelvis began to rock in anticipation of his touch. He shushed her quietly as his fingers finally made their way into her panties. They ran the length of her lips and circled her clitoris before coming back up her belly. For five minutes his hand ran the length of her over and over. When he knew she was way past aroused, he broke the kiss and pushed up from her. 

"That's for questioning my manhood." He pecked her on the cheek and rolled over to face the wall. "Night, Sis." He didn't even grunt when her teeth found his shoulder and bit down hard.

Dillon wandered downstairs blurry-eyed from lack of sleep the next morning after slipping out from under Alexis. He heard the chattering of female voices from the front room, but needed coffee and an ice pack. He smiled when he heard Aunt Jane's laughter carry through the house. It sounded a little less stressed and a whole lot sexy. He snagged a cup of coffee and a handful of cookies before heading out to his room.

He was working to remove his remaining chin whiskers when his door opened. Samantha walked in and gave him a hug from behind. She rested her cheek on his warm back for a moment before kissing it softly. In the mirror, he watched her eyes peek around his shoulder to stare at him. He could see the tug of a smile at the corners. 

"You look happy." Dillon observed as she disappeared from view to hop on the bed and started stripping out of her pajamas. 

"I'm getting laid today. We worked out a schedule. You belong to me for awhile. Good luck fending off the walking wet spot when it's her turn. What the hell did you do to that girl? She's about to crawl out of her skin she's so worked up."

"Me?" He gave her his best innocent face. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just a sex toy with a pulse. She damn near rubbed the skin off my pecker with her ass last night." Wiping the last of the shaving cream off his face, he checked the door.

"It's locked. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Their eyes met and Dillon's smirk appeared.

"Careful how you answer that." 

"Oh no, you're all brains and nipples, Einstein. Didn't you know? All the smart chicks are banging their cousins. It's the in thing to do these days." 




The Family Jackson Ch. 02



"You mean I was banging my cousin. Someone should have thought a little harder before speaking." 

"Sorry." Dillon shrugged, dropped the towel, and started crawling up the bed as Samantha spread her legs for him. "Not a lot of blood flow going up these days."

He stayed on his knees and lifted her right leg up to rest against his chest. His hands moving lightly up and down as he kissed the inside of her knee. "How long do we have?"

"Hmm. An hour. Maybe two. I told Mom we were wrapping presents."

"Does that mean I can play for awhile?"

"As long as I get mine, she's all yours." She leaned back and closed her eyes. 

The bed shook as he rolled off it to grab a feather duster from a shelf on the wall. Samantha eyed it suspiciously. "Just a coincidence that it was up there, right?"

"What? You still have a bit of dust in there from a year without a man. It's been driving me crazy. My cock sneezes for hours after we have sex."

"Oh Shit. I'm in so much trouble." She reached over and covered her face with a pillow. Her growing smile disappeared from view as her knees came up and she began to rock back and forth in anticipation.

Dillon slid beside her to rest on his side. He worked on her stomach first. Letting the feathers barely brush against her skin and occasionally letting it wander over her breasts one at a time. Her nipples were as large as he'd ever seen them. He couldn't resist leaning over and drawing one into his mouth. Dillon heard her gravelly moan as her legs lifted off the bed. Her hand reached down to guide the feathers between her legs. She whimpered when he moved it away to work on her thighs. First one and then the other. He pulled the pillow away to find her lips. He could barely see her irises as her eyes tried to stay open. Her lips were hungry and demanding. Gripping her hair, he pulled back from her to smile down at her. 

"We're not hurrying this morning, Cousin. Just take it slow. I promise you'll like it."

Do you seriously get off on my suffering?"

"Of course. You deserve it."

"For what?"

"For letting Greg Granger bang you on Prom night."

"You're never gonna let me forget that one, are you? I was such a whore for him."

"Yea, he was dreamy. My panties were always wet for him too."

"Shut it. He was the coolest guy we had. You try growing up in a town of eight hundred."

"He was a douche. I guarantee you his mirror had cum stains all over it. Didn't you ever wonder why the pages of his yearbook were stuck together wherever he had a picture?"

"Oh my God. That is such a lie." Her head flared back as she laughed. "Why do you hate him so much?"

His lips moved down her body. Teasing and kissing each nipple before licking across her abdomen. The feathers were constantly moving. He repositioned with his face hovering over her pussy as he lay on his stomach. She was already soaking wet. Her lips were parted, waiting for him. The smell of her burned his nose. He gave her clitoris a gentle loving kiss and smiled when Samantha's entire body jerked violently.

"I hate him because he took what I wanted you to give me."

"What?" Her head came off the bed to look down her body. He was staring at her with a sad smile.

"It doesn't matter. I was just the kid you practiced on. Now shut up and close your eyes. She and I need some time together."

His head dropped to let his nose glide across already slick wet skin. He pushed her legs wider and began rubbing his thumbs just to the outside of her lips while his fingernails scratched gently on the underside of her legs. Dillon started with little gentle nibbles. Just his lips, only occasionally letting his tongue slide out and run slowly between the folds of her pussy. Each time the heat of his tongue found her, it brought a low groan out of her. He nibbled up one side and down the other and then back again. Spreading her with his thumbs, he slid his tongue inside her. Quick deliberate probes as he tried to stay with her driving hips. 

"Sweetie. You need to lie still for this." 

"Sorry. I can't help it." Her arms were straight out from her body, gripping the sheets as tightly as she could. "Hold me down."

His head came up and then his hand slid across her stomach as it constricted tightly from the sensation. "You know I can't do that." He teased while letting his chin move across her clitoris. "My baby loves to be free." 

She let out a growl that promised future pain while his hands found the back of her knees and spread her wider. 

"Oh, there's my baby. So beautiful. And so wet. Did someone leave the sprinkler running last night?" He let his voice grow gravelly. It rumbled through her, bringing a happy sigh from her. 

He started over. Nibbling even slower. Kissing and tasting her with his tongue. He watched her hips carefully. When they got to quick, he slowed to a snails pace and brought her back from the edge. Every now and then he would simply pull her clitoris in and let a rumbling growl roll over her. Finally, he pulled her legs over his shoulder so her thighs were pressed tightly to his face. His fingers circled her opening and then disappeared inside. Two fingers pulling and walking as he suckled her clit. When her thighs tightened and he felt her body stiffened, he increased the momentum. With her thighs pinned to his face, he had no idea how loud she screamed.

"Dillon. Oh God. Yes, Dillon." She rolled to her side as she twitched and shuttered. Her heels kicked out, slamming him in the back. His muffled chuckle brought out another series of aftershocks. Once she came to a stop, he pushed her to her back and let his tongue slowly clean her. Tasting her. Drinking happily. She tried to lie perfectly still with her eyes closed tight, but her hips refused. After he was done and her breathing was almost back to normal, she rolled him over and straddled him. "You never told me. Why didn't you say something to me?"

"I told you it doesn't matter. It was just puppy love. You've already made it up to me." 

Samantha's lips kissed his entire face as she apologized over and over. It took its toll. His hands slid up the back of her legs and then her sides. He let her tongue slip into his mouth. Their kisses were slow and deliberate. Her tongue probing slowly. When he finally opened his eyes, she was staring intently down at him. Her hair fell all around to create their own little world. He gave her a quick apologetic smile and then pulled her lips back to his. Samantha's hand moved between them and found his cock. Sliding down his body, she rubbed the tip between her lips and then slowly took it all inside. Dillon's grip tightened in her hair as the heat of her overwhelmed his senses. 

"How? How are you so hot?"

"You do that to me, Dillon. Only you." 

She pushed up to straddled him completely and began rising up and down as slow as possible. Dillon's eyes fell to watch his cock appear and disappear. It seemed like forever, her sliding him in and out of her. Just watching the rise and fall until he caught her hips on a down stroke to stop them. Pushing her up a bit, he began working his hips off the bed. She leaned back and put her arms out to brace herself on the mattress behind her. Her hips thrusting towards him. She gasped in surprise when Dillon found the feather duster again and began running up one thigh, across her stomach, to her breast, and then back down the other side. She finally had to rip it from his grasp and throw it against the wall. She sunk back down on him, grinding herself hard into his pelvis. Her nails dug into his chest as she let out a tiny grunt and her body spasmed. 

"Oh, shit." Dillon couldn't stop himself from cumming. The tightening muscles around his cock ripped his own orgasm out of his body. His hips driving into her over and over until he was empty. 

Samantha stretched and then lowered herself down to snuggle into him. She watched his chest rising and falling. Her nails teased the skin of his chest. "It's okay. I think we're safe."

"You sure?"

"Yea, pretty sure." She let out a contented sigh. "I could get used to this."

"Hmm. Okay."

"What? No smartass remark."

"Sorry. Too tired. And that felt way too good."

"Was that a compliment?" Her head came up and kissed his chin and then his lips.

"Sure. I can be sweet and cuddly every now and then." His arms tightened around her. "I need your help with something."

"What?"

"Lex. I need to talk to her and I need you there when I do."



The Family Jackson Ch. 03



---This story includes sexual scenes of an incestuous nature. All characters participating in said acts are portrayed over the age of eighteen. Please do not read any further if this subject material is offensive to you---

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Dillon left Samantha in his room while he wandered back into the house. Grandma was inspecting the contents of the oven and gave him a smile when she saw him enter. Peeking over her shoulder, he pecked her cheek and examined the oven.

"Morning, Grandma. What's that?"

"Good morning, Dillon. It's a breakfast quiche. You'll love it."

"You do know I'm a boy, don't you Grandma?"

"My one and only. You'll love it. I promise."

Snagging a handful of gingerbread cookies, he pecked her cheek again and headed out of the kitchen. "Uh-huh. Even if I do, I'll pretend not to. Pops already thinks I'm just another granddaughter. If I start liking chick food, I might as well start wearing dresses."

Dillon found Alexis curled up on the couch beside Mom and Aunt Jane. Their chatter died down when he entered. He eyed them suspiciously, but couldn't tell what their little minds were hiding. Alexis gave him a pouty glare and squirmed a little in her puffy robe. Aunt Jane's lip curled up and then disappeared behind her hand.

"Good morning, Mr. Dillon. How's the wrapping going?" Jane asked.

"Horrible. I found the one thing I suck at. I'm gonna need Lex's help. If I have to do it, I'll start duct taping everything. I don't know why I bother. You'll all pretend to love them and then rush out to exchange them for something you just can't live without. Like your sixtieth pair of shoes that look just like the other fifty-nine. It's such a waste. Men don't even realize women have feet."

"And you're single. I wonder why." 

"I guess I'm just too much man. No one can contain such a sexy package like me. I'm perfectly chiseled, embarrassingly modest, and rarely fart during sex. I'm the trifecta." 

Jane's mouth flew open as she shot a glare at him. She had to stand up to try and stop her cheeks from coloring. She closed on him to deliver a gentle cuff to his head. It was a lot softer then normal. Maybe he was growing on her. With her back to Mom and Alexis, she gave him a shy happy smile before heading towards the kitchen. "Yea, you're the trifecta all right." 

He gave Alexis his best puppy dog eyes and motioned for her to come with him. She shook her head and tried to stay mad at him for last night. Kneeling at her feet, he stuck out his bottom lip. His hands accidentally found her thighs while his thumbs began to caress just to the inside. He felt her whole body tense up. She tried to glare, but her eyelids fluttered instead. He knew he had her when he saw her bottom lip start to shake.

"Please, Sis. Do me this one favor and I'll do whatever silly favor you ask. I'll be your slave. You'll love it. I promise. I hate wrapping presents. It's more fun unwrapping. Please."

"Since when did you stop calling her Beanpole?" Mom was smiling at the two of them playing nice for a change. 

"Since she finally kicked me in the balls the other day. Apparently she has boobies now. And her boobies demand respect. They're all perky and everything. She can't stop showing them to me. It's like Mardi Gras around here. It's awesome."

Alexis gasped and kicked out at him. He was already chuckling as Mom yelled at him.

"Dillon! What's wrong with you? I knew I should have spanked you more when you were little."

"Don't worry, Mom. I get spanked plenty." He choked back another chuckle when her eyes widened and then narrowed to a perturbed glare. 

"Dillon!" She snapped. "Knock it off."

"What? It's Christmas. I have to be naughty and nice. I make sure to spank them back. It's all about the reciprocation in a loving and caring relationship. Didn't you teach me that?" 

"Fine, I'll help you." Alexis gave in to stop his hands from moving higher. Her breath was already short and choppy. 

Dillon pulled her to her feet and tossed her over his shoulder. Mom was grumbling something under her breath as Alexis squealed in protest. She kicked a bit and punched him in the ass as hard as she could. It only caused him to chuckle and smack hers back. They met grandma on the way out of the kitchen. She got a kiss on the cheek from both of them. Jane was staring out the window at the sink when they entered. She turned to look at the pair with her arms crossed. Dillon noticed the sharp outline of her nipples through her shirt and his smile got even bigger. They were perfectly aroused. She gave him an exasperated look and a shrug before covering them up. 

He dropped his sister and pushed her towards the backdoor. "Sammy's out there waiting for you. I'll be out in a minute."

Alexis obeyed with a bit of disappointment aimed at him from over her shoulder. He gave her a reassuring smile and turned to open the fridge. When the backdoor closed he straightened up with a handful of grapes. Turning around, he saw Jane staring at him. She hadn't moved from the sink. Dillon smiled when he realized she'd been checking him out. He returned the favor in slow motion.

"Morning, Janie. You look like you have the same problem I have."

He looked at the door again and then the other room to make sure they were alone. He walked around the corner towards the half-bath swinging his hips like a girl and aiming the demurest smile he could over his shoulder. All he got was a snickering laugh, so it must have sucked. There was a small stub wall blocking anyone from seeing the door to the bathroom. He was leaning against it with his hand pressed to the wall behind him when Jane arrived. Her hands were clasped together at her stomach

"And what's that, Mr. Trifecta?" 

With another peek to make sure they were alone, he reached out and took her hands and put them on his hips. Dillon caught her hip and gently pull her against him. He smiled when her tongue came out to lick her bottom lip. His erection was pressed tightly between them. 

"I'm as happy to see you as you are to see me." 

His lips found hers open and inviting. A shiver ran from her to him and caused them both to tighten their grip. Reaching up, he pushed her hair away and left his fingertips to tease her cheek. One finger found the back of her neck and then his thumb found a sensitive spot behind her ear. She groaned into his mouth and her grip tightened even more. Her warm silky fingers slipped into his pants and slid up and down his cock. 

Their lips brushed as she spoke. "I'd kill you if I didn't need this thing."

"If you can figure out a way to make it detachable, it's yours." He kissed his way down her neck to pull her shirt off her shoulder. His teeth nibbled at the soft warm skin he found. She whimpered when his thumb ran across a nipple and then began tiny circles around it. "What are you doing tomorrow afternoon?"

"Hmmm. You tell me."

"I work a half-day. You could meet me at the job site. Spend a few hours doing whatever we can think up."

"Oh. Where would you take me?"

"I'm pretty sure I'll take you right there in the minivan. You don't know how sexy the backseat looks to me."

"You know they lay down, don't you?"

"That kind of ruins my fantasy. I was hoping for awkward uncomfortable sex. Maybe even sprain something after cramping up."

She stopped kissing and rested her head on his shoulder. Her breath was ragged as his thumb continued to tease her nipple. "How did I end up like this?" She asked mostly to herself. "I'm gonna need therapy when you're done with me."

Dillon kissed her temple. "Then I guess I'll never be done with you. If you'd like, we could always get into couples' therapy. You, me, and two other women. Just one pecker and six boobies. You could all take turns getting rid of your frustrations on me."

Her teeth found his shoulder and brought a playful grunt out of him before he pulled her head back so he could kiss her. They separated after a few more lingering kisses. She turned to leave and let out a startled gasp when his arms imprisoned her. His mouth was hot on her ear as his hand slowly moved down her stomach to disappear into her panties. 

"Dillon, no."

"Shhh. I just need a taste."

She stood patiently squirming while his fingers discovered how wet she was. He stroked her, sliding his fingers through her velvety heat. Two fingers slipped into her briefly and then retreated. He felt her shiver again when his tongue wetted the spot right behind her ear. Her body relaxed into him, letting his fingers dip into her again and again. The squirms turned to grinding as he slid his fingers out and teased her clit. 

"You have to stop."

"If I do, you'll have to take care of this yourself."

With a grown of surrender, she grabbed his free hand and guided it to her breast. Her head dropped as she clenched her teeth to stop from making too much noise. Tiny little grunts only he could hear escaped every time he rolled her nipple between his fingers. His other hand began rubbing across her clitoris. 

"Faster." She instructed as her hips lost control. 

Jane had barely gripped her other breast when a quick rolling shudder stuck her. Dillon held her until her head came up and she exhaled a heavy breath. He gave her a gentle squeeze and then slowly pushed her away from him. He brought up his fingers to suck them one at a time. She was still trying to catch her breath when she turned to watch his fingers disappear into his mouth. Jane took a quick step backwards when his eyes slid to the bathroom door and came back to her full of hunger.

"No." She backed away from him. "We can't."

He listened to her footsteps hurry through the kitchen. When she was gone he slipped into the bathroom to wash up and make sure his erection was somewhat covered up. Looking down at the bulge in his pants, he sighed heavily. 

"You just can't help it, can you?" Looking at his reflection, he glared at himself. "You can. You just refuse to be a good man. You're going to hurt all of them. Every single one of them. What will you do then? When none of them want you. When they all hate you."

With another sigh, he left the bathroom and headed out to his room. His fingers found the tiny indents from where Jane had bitten him. It had almost felt good. Maybe he deserved the pain. Before he opened the door to his room, he looked up to see the first snowflakes of the day drifting towards him. If he got snowed in with three horny women, he was dead. 

Samantha and Alexis were leaned up against the wall using his bed as a couch while they watched TV. They both looked at him as he locked the door and sat down on the foot of the bed facing them. Running a hand through his slightly messed up hair, he stood and grabbed a pop from the mini-fridge. His mouth was suddenly dry. Both girls were noticing his nerves and growing suspicious. After a long sip, he sat back down with his eyes locked on Alexis. 

"I'm not sure I can do this, Lex." 

Alexis' response was instantaneous. Her knees curled up to her chin and her mouth dropped open. Samantha's arm went around her to comfort her. Before either of them could speak, Dillon raised his hand. 

"I need to say this and explain it to you. You scare me, Lex. I'm scared I'll hurt you. I was the same way with Sammy in the beginning. Luckily she was older and stronger than I was. She was always able to get control of me before I did anything stupid. She never let us get too carried away. But you do something to me. And I'm afraid I'll hurt you so bad it'll ruin sex for you. The first time can hurt all by itself. I don't want to make it worse for you."

"You won't. I know you won't."

"No you don't. You're just as bad as I am. I should be better than I am. I'm your brother. I can't give you pain. I'm supposed to protect you from it."

"I'll calm down, I promise."

"Honey, you still have your hymen."

"Not all of it." Alexis' head came up, her lip firmly in her teeth as she bit down in worry. Her eyes had misted over. "It'll be fine. I trust you, Dillon. You'll be slow and gentle and perfect."

"We can get rid of the hymen." Samantha stepped in. "It's not that big of a deal." She looked up to see Dillon's concerned face and rolled her eyes at him. "You boys are so stupid. We don't really need you. It's that nice warm pecker we like. We just have to put up with you to get it." She hugged Alexis. "I'll help you with it. A little toy and a little lube. You'll barely feel a thing. We'll get all the bleeding out of the way so you don't mess the sheets. We can't have your mom thinking Dillon took too big of a cock in his ass. It would break her heart."

Dillon spit out the sip of pop he'd just taken. The conversation had turned way beyond what he'd prepared for. Talking about toys, lube, and his ass with his sister was too much. Even for him. There was always a slight filter when she was around. Now it seemed like everything was on the table. He put the can down and crawled onto the bed to lay face down with a pillow over his head. 

"I've got to be the biggest douche in the world. My cousin is helping my sister get ready to lose her virginity to me. Who knew Greg Granger would take second place in the Douche Hall of Fame."

"Leave Greg alone." Samantha swatted his ass and laughed. She crawled over him and leaned down to kiss his cheek after pulling the pillow off him. "I'm leaving. You need to give her some relief and apologize for scaring the crap out of her. It's not healthy for her to sit this long in a puddle. She'll get all pruney. And both of you need to work on your impulse control. Now's a good time to start. Count to ten before you rape her, genius." 

Dillon stayed on the bed as he watched Samantha walk to the door with Alexis. They hugged and Samantha whispered something in her ear that caused Alexis to laugh. With a final warning glare to be good, Samantha left and Alexis locked the door behind her. She gave him a shy smile and then started the shower. It caused Dillon to sit up, his eyes curious. 

"I don't get to know what she said to you, do I?"

"You have to earn it. You owe me a favor, remember?"

"No I don't. You haven't wrapped any presents."

Her robe dropped to the floor. He could see her hands shaking as she started unbuttoning her shirt. His shirt, actually. How many of his shirts did she have? His sister was a klepto. The shirt fell away from her to leave nothing but a pair of light blue panties with a tiny bunny rabbit logo on them. He let out a short shuddered breath at seeing her lips and a tiny bit of dark hair outlined in the wet material. He slipped his shirt over his head and had his pants already half undone when he got to the foot of the bed. 

"Undress and sit on the bed." She instructed in a shaky voice. Bending down, she pulled her panties off and wadded them into a ball. Alexis was standing ramrod straight, her hands balled into tight little fists at her sides as she tried to look confident. She waited for him to obey. When he didn't, she brought her panties to her nose and inhaled deeply. "If you want to unwrap me, you have to obey me."

The stare down was two against one. Four, if you counted her amazing little nipples. Though the left one was kind of staring off in space a little. Dillon had no chance at all. Her breasts were way too cute. With an exasperated growl, he stripped and plopped himself on the bed. As stupid as it looked, he crossed his arms and pouted. She stepped closer and held her panties out for him. With his eyes twinkling up at her, he spread them over her palm and gave them a long slow lick. Savoring her taste. Her breath caught as her stomach twitched. 

"What was that?" Dillon asked in a low voice. He was visibly shaking. Fighting the need to toss her on the bed. 

It took her a few attempts to speak. "I think I felt that." 

"Hmm. Where?"

"You know where."

"Honey." His lowered his forehead down to rest in her palm. Feeling the wet fabric on his skin. Loving the warmth of it. "You don't even realize the war I'm fighting inside."

"Really? I fought for six months against just crawling into your bed. I went to bed with an empty ache in my belly every single night. You don't know how many times I cried right outside your door while you slept. Just stop fighting it. Please."

He ran a hand up her arm softly and let his tongue slide over her panties again. His eyes turned up to stare at her face. Her unblinking eyes were locked on her palm. She watched his tongue clean her panties methodically. His hand found her breast and hard nipple. He teased and played with one and then the other. She had to brace herself by holding onto his shoulder with her free hand. Her tongue started coming out in rhythm with his. 

"You're wasting water, Sweetie. We can shower afterwards." 

She nodded but didn't move. Pushing her away, he stood up and let his cock rub against her belly while his fingers grazed the bit of hair between her legs. Pulling her tight to him, their arms clung to one another unable to move. They stood there long enough for the room to fill with warm steam. Dillon finally raised his head from resting on hers. She didn't resist when he pushed her down on the bed before he turned the shower off. With two deep breaths to try and steady his nerves, he faced her. 

"Do you want me to finish with these or find out where all this is coming from?" The panties were swinging in front of her like he was trying to hypnotize her. 

She blinked hard and then let out the breath she'd been holding. "No." Alexis stood up. "You lie down on the bed. I want my favor."

He was smart enough to obey without hesitation. She pulled his legs together and straddled his thighs to rest her butt on them. Her eyes were locked on his cock while she pursed her lips. Dillon grabbed a couple pillows and got comfortable. Whatever her plan, it looked fun. Her hand reached out and ran the length of his cock with just her fingertips at first. 

"It's hot." She said in surprise as it twitched from the contact.

"So are you. You can't even imagine how amazing the two feel together." Her eyes lifted to catch him staring her. He'd been studying the line of her jaw and the soft curve of her neck. Remembering the taste of her skin. A vein in her neck gave away her racing heartbeat. "How is it that my annoying little sister who could never keep up, turned into something so enchanting? You're a princess."

"A spoiled princess?"

"No, just a princess. Beautiful. Fragile. Somewhat kissable. I really can't do this unless you're positive, Lex. There's no going back with something like this. No way to erase the memory if it's horrible or if you feel guilty. I don't want you to hate me for what I do to you. You need to know for sure that you want me. I want this to be right for you. I'm selfish that way."

"How exactly is that selfish?"

"If I'm good enough, you'll come back for more. And keep coming back. Once won't ever be enough for me. Not the way you taste or feel."

"I want this, Dillon. I want you. You don't know how it feels to be held by you. I lived for your morning hugs. For your soft kisses on my cheek and neck. Now that they're for real, I can't live without them. My only guilt is letting Michael touch me. You're the only one I want to touch me. I'm in love with you, Dillon. Desperately. You're all I think about. This has to happen." 

He rose up so he could run his hands up her legs to find her ass and give it a gentle squeeze. Her lips were shaking when she leaned in and kissed him as her hand continued to slide up and down his cock. Sending shivers of pleasure through him. Her eyes opened when his fingertips found her crack and traced down to graze her lips. She broke away from his kiss and pushed him down again.

"Stop distracting me. If you're not going to have sex with me, I need my favor."




The Family Jackson Ch. 03



"Name it, Princess Perky Tits."

Alexis gave him a glare before her eyes fell to his crotch again. In a whisper as she picked up her panties and tossed them to him, she said. "I want to watch you masturbate." 

He cleared his throat and thought about speaking, but changed his mind. Anything he'd say right now could permanently damage him. Especially with her hand on his only redeeming quality. Reaching down, he shooed her hand away and slowly straightened his dick until it was standing straight up. His other hand lifted the panties to his nose. With each deep inhale his eyes closed momentarily. The rich musk was still on them. He moved his hand up and down his shaft, occasionally letting his thumb slide over the tip. After a minute, Alexis' hips began to move with his hand. Aiming a smile at her, he nudged her with his leg to get her attention. 

"Straddle my leg. No reason you shouldn't rub one out too." 

Repositioning, she sat down on his right thigh and began to follow his rhythm. Dillon watched as her breathing got raspy. He could feel silky wetness spreading over his leg. Warming him. He could smell her easily as she spread her scent over his leg. When their eyes met, he stroked faster. In response, she leaned forward and began dragging her clit over his leg. Every change of direction brought out a tiny groan. Her panties were forgotten. His eyes were locked on her parted quivering lips as she tried to catch her breath. He now had to match her increase in speed. Alexis' stomach tightened and she gasped. She was pushing herself down as hard as she could. Her hips stopped being long and smooth. They turned short and violent, racing to find release. Dillon was trying to slow down his own orgasm. His hand tightened around the base of his cock. He felt the surging pressure about to erupt. Alexis' grunts grew louder and then her mouth flew open. Her head fell to her chest right after Dillon felt a fresh wave of wetness and heat run over his leg. 

His gripped tightened enough it caused him to grunt. When her head lifted after her body stopped its tiny tremors, Dillon smiled up at her with a slightly pained expression from trying to stop the inevitable. He wiggled his cock and looked down at it. Her eyes followed as he relaxed his grip and gave two quick strokes before a stream of cum flew from the tip. The first shot hit him in the shoulder. Five more landed on his ribs and belly to slowly slide down his body. Alexis watched as gravity pulled it across his skin towards the low spots. Dillon sighed up at the ceiling. The feeling of bliss from the release of pressure let his entire body relax. He reached down and caressed her legs. Lifting her hand she wiggled her finger to get her panties back. She took them from him and began cleaning off his stomach.

"What are you doing?" 

"Getting a trophy. If my brother can have a panty fetish, so can I."

"Ew."

"Ew? You're a panty freak, and you say ew to me?" She finished cleaning his belly and crawled up to kiss him. Her eye found the first large drop of semen and drew it into her mouth and then licked the spot where it had been. "You taste good."

"Uh-huh. Sure I do."

"How is it that you love the taste of a girl, but a girl can't love the taste of you?"

"I don't know. Maybe she can. I just don't really get off on a woman blowing me. I mean I do, obviously, but it's different."

"You don't like it?"

"The physical act of it from someone I'm just having sex with, sure. It kind of depends on her skill. Kind of a waste of an orgasm in my opinion. My prize is between your legs. I'm not sure I'd like getting a blowjob from you. Not unless you loved doing it."

Alexis let out a tiny laugh and moved to lay on her side with her head propped up on her hand. "You love going down on a girl. I don't understand."

"Exactly. I truly love going down on a girl. It's for my pleasure as much as hers. I never said I wasn't screwed up in the head. You can blame your cousin for what I am. I've spent hours and hours between her legs, just licking and playing. The first time she orgasmed and her cum hit my tongue, I came a second later. I guess it kind of locked my brain into it."

"Did she return the favor?"

"At first she traded me orgasm for orgasm. Just handjobs at first. It took her awhile to think she needed to practice blowjobs. She didn't like it. Said it felt and tasted gross. So she alternated between handjobs and having me just grinding into her until I finished. It got her off as much as it got me off. I'm a guy. I was in heaven. It's easy for me to enjoy myself."

"So you don't want me to do that? I will. I'll do anything you want."

Dillon let out a low grunt and shook his head. "That's not how this is going to work, Sweetie. You're my baby sister. I'm not going to take advantage of you or use you. If you actually love doing it, fine. But if it's just to please me, no. If it's to get me hard so we can go at it again, I can live with that." 

He slid his hand between her legs. "This is where I belong. This is what he loves. You need to tell me what you like and what you don't. If you're uncomfortable with something, just tell me. You won't hurt my feelings. That's kind of how love works. I don't want you thinking you have to do everything I want just to keep me. I'm not that guy. Not with you. Okay?"

She rolled to her back, enjoying his fingers sliding and teasing her. Her chest was beginning to rise and fall more rapidly. All Alexis could do was nod and stare up at him. His tongue found nothing stopping him when he kissed her. Her mouth was warm and inviting. Their tongues rolled and played without rush. Alexis' hand began to stroke his side and then pulled him closer as his leg moved between hers while his fingers continued to lightly spread and caress her. He wiggled his body when he felt her hardened nipple press against his chest. 

"What do you want me to do for you, Sweetie?"

"Anything. Everything."

Dillon slid down and pulled her nipple into his mouth and pinched it roughly between his lips. She squealed in surprised pleasure. "Be specific. Tell me what you like me doing to you." 

"That." Her voice was low, struggling for air. "Do that."

"What about this?" He ran a thumb around her clit while his finger did the same around the opening to her vagina. 

"Oh...Hmm..." Her eyes shut tight as her hand found her other nipple and began to tug at it. "I can't think...I...keep doing that. My nipple too."

"You don't want me to kiss her?" His lips were at her ear. 

"You can do that too. I love when you kiss it."

"Her, Sweetie. She's not an it. She's a beautiful little butterfly. A perfect flower. An angel."

Alexis turned her head back to look up at him with an odd look of wonder on her face. "Are you in love with my pussy?"

"And your breasts and your ass and your lips and every inch of you. If you finally get a personality for Christmas, I might even love that." 

Before she could respond, he dropped his head and pulled at her nipple again. It caused her teeth to slam shut after another squealing scream. He tugged and pulled on it as his fingers increased in speed. She gripped the sheets under her as she began to whine loudly. Her legs were stretched straight out on the bed. Toes curled. His finger began to rub across her clit as fast as he could. Each time his lips pinched her nipple it interrupted her moans to bring out another scream of pleasure. His eyes were locked on her face, seeing the strained muscles of her jaw and neck. Her entire body was shaking. With his fingers moving frantically back and forth, her body arched off the bed with her head flared back. He squeezed as hard as he could with his lips attached to her nipple. Dillon watched her entire body coil up as tight as possible and violently shake. Her muscles of her stomach rolled three quick times and then she collapsed back to the bed. 

She lay there breathless as Dillon gently ran a hand over the soft curves of her breasts. Running between them and around them. Circling closer and closer to her areolas before he started over. He felt the heat radiating off of her. Her eyelids fluttered open to find him watching her with the softest brown eyes. "Holy Crap...How...How the hell did you do that?"

"Most of that was you. You girls. You've got the most amazing parts. And your nipples seem to be magic." He kissed her softly. His lips tugging the top then bottom lip before kissing her firmly. "It's shower time. I can't have you smelling so beautiful when you go back to the house."

He hopped off the bed and turned on the shower. His thumb slid across his leg and then into his mouth. Alexis shook her head when he smiled around his thumb as he sucked it like a child. "Oh, by the way. That's the last orgasm until Christmas."

"What?"

"Sorry. That's all you get. It's not that big of a deal. It's barely two days away."

"That's not fair." She did some quick math in her head. "It's sixty-two hours away. Dillon, please."

"You can wait that long. I didn't say we wouldn't play. I just said you couldn't cum. Not even by yourself. You girlies are amazing. You can build up the pressure until you explode in all directions. You're lucky. Boys just rupture their testicles from the build up. I went blind for three days once. It was traumatic. I really should have stopped letting you orgasm days ago. I want to make sure Christmas blows you away. I can't have you disappointed, can I?"

"I hate you." 

It took twenty minutes to shower. Both of them were worked up when they finally came up for air. Dillon hated impulse control. Hated Christmas. He was going to have to go hump a snowdrift soon. The image of a drunken table saw popped in his head for a brief moment. How in the hell do you get a table saw drunk? He wondered. 

The day was spent on the couch watching more Christmas movies. After lunch, Samantha and Alexis disappeared for an hour. Samantha returned and found the only space available on the couch was Dillon's lap. Kara was lying on her side with her feet resting against Dillon. Amber was in Dad's favorite lazyboy. Samantha snuggled in and rested her head on his shoulder with her lips near his ear. 

"Problem solved. No more Mr. Hymen." She said quietly.

"She okay?"

"Yea. It was a bit more than she expected. We owe you a towel. She's curled up in your bed sleeping."

"Thanks." Dillon squeezed her thigh and then began running his hand up and down her leg. "You okay with this?"

"I just popped you sister's cherry. A little late to ask that." 

Dillon winced at the thought. "I didn't mean that. Not really. I meant sharing. Can you share me without getting hurt too bad?"

Samantha snuck a small soft kiss to his neck. "It's hard not to love you. And I know your not doing it to hurt me. You're just being you. I can't help but love the side of you that doesn't drive me crazy. I actually wish I was Lexi. Greg didn't even think about whether or not it would hurt. I at least would have orgasmed with you. It would have been amazing. He almost broke the sound barrier. I'm not even sure he got full penetration before he was done."

Dillon's quiet snicker shook the couch. "Oh, poor Greg. I hope wherever he his, he's miserable."

"Just fester in your bitterness, Cousin."

"Oh, I will." He licked the side of face and got a sharp elbow and a growl. "By the way, I've been meaning to ask you something."

"What?" Her voice was suspicious of his tone. 

"Were you able to collect enough nuts for winter this year?"

For a change, Samantha didn't hit him. Their eyes met. His filled with laughter. Hers tried not to show any humor at all. Her face slowly showed a smile and then a blush appeared on her cheeks. Her lips were warm on his ear. Kissing him every so often. "You're gonna have to beg if you want anymore from me."

"Doubt it."

"Want to bet?" Her voice filled with confidence. 

"Sure. Loser has to do anything the other wants to do. First to beg has to pay up."

Samantha ground his earlobe between her teeth hard enough he had to jerk his head away. "Deal."

Dillon smiled his best smile and ran his hand further up her thigh to give her a squeeze. "I already know what you're gonna let me do. I get to kiss Mr. Pucker."

"What?"

His voice turned slow and seductive. "Yep. I'm gonna wash you all nice and shiny. A nice long bath just to make sure your little pooper is all clean and pretty for me. I'll have to wash every other little spot clean to make sure. It might take awhile. I'll probably have to get you nice and relaxed with oil and a massage. I seem to remember you loved it the first time I did it. You gave me two pairs for the price of one." Dillon watched her eyes dilate, her breath turned shallow. 

"Oh, shit."

"Do you know how hard it was for me to keep that secret? My sweet sexy oh so innocent cousin letting me lick her little poopie hole. Making her cum over and over again. Saying all those naughty things. I have to wonder if Greg ever did that for you." 

"No. You think I want people to know I'm a freak? He would've refused and told the world. I thought you said it was gross."

Dillon shrugged. "It kind of was, but it's grown on me. I thought you'd pissed on me. You should have warned me it did that." 

She hid her face in his neck. "Oh, shit. I didn't even know I could do that. You embarrassed the shit out of me. I was mortified. You should have seen your face."

"My face? I almost drowned. Holy crap, woman. It got up my nose. I had nightmares for years. I'm still afraid of sprinklers."

Samantha's snorting laughter shook the couch as she fought to stop the tears. "Shut up, you ass."

"Did you know you've got the cutest freckle down there? I can't wait to see your tight little ass dance as you let your inner squirrel loose. You're serious? No one has done that to you?"

"No one. You're the only one I trust not to poke me in the ass while you're back there."

"Really? Huh. I would have guessed you'd love anal. Your Mom sure does." 

That got an elbow and hard slap to the forehead. Kara looked up from her pillow and shook her head. Amber didn't even lift her head from reading a text message. They were both used to them fighting and laughing. Dillon rubbed his forehead as he chuckled from finally striking a nerve. 

The night rolled on. After dinner the girls all piled into the hot tub. Dillon was banned due to Kara's insecurity about her body. He didn't mind. It would have been difficult to hide his ever-present erection. He was almost asleep in the front room when his Mom and Aunt Jane wandered in. 

"What are you doing in here? I thought you'd be with the girls." Mom curled up on the couch with Jane right beside her.

"Nah. Boys make Kara nervous. Somehow she's convinced she's ugly."

"What? She's beautiful. Why would she think that?"

"I told her that. She's just a teenage girl full of hormones and insecurities. She'll grow out of it. Maybe she'll help Lex work through hers. Why aren't you two out there? I'd love to catch a peek of both of you streaking for the house to find it locked." Dillon slid his eyes to Jane and smiled. She wrinkled her nose and smiled back. 

"Yea. That's just what they want. Their moms hanging out with them." 

"Why are you still hanging around? I'd think such an awesome catch like you would be at a party somewhere." Jane was looking at him. Her curiosity was obvious. 

"Nah. I'm happy to be slapped around by family. For some reason girls don't find me charming. It's a mystery."

"Try being nicer. Maybe throw them a compliment and listen to them once in awhile."

Dillon gave her a confused look. "I'm sorry. I tuned you out for a bit."

"There's my Dillon." Mom shook her head and stood up. "I think I'm going to take a bath. Keep your aunt company. And pretend to be nice for a change."

They sat there staring at one another as his Mom walked away. Dillon took a look at the doorway and then got up to sit down next to her. Her feet came up to rest in his lap as she propped herself on a pillow. He stripped off her socks and began to tease her toes and massage her feet and calves.

"So. How've you been?" He was staring at her pretty little red toes as they wiggled under his touch.

"Good. You?"

He looked up to watch her expression. "Aroused. You?"

She sucked in her lips and laughed quietly before letting out a breath. "God, you're cute."

"That isn't an answer. I guess I might have to reach under your dress to find out for myself." 

"Don't you dare." She warned as his hand began to slide further up her leg. They parted naturally to his touch. When he got mid-thigh, her hand came down on his. "Yes, damn you. I've been wet all day. Happy?"

"Of course. It makes a girl feel all fuzzy inside to be appreciated, Auntie Jane. Sometimes we do like to be told how pretty we are. You know...to be noticed for something more than just our minds."

"You're demented."

"That's part of my charm." He pulled his hand from under her dress and went back to massaging her calves. "You really okay with this?"

"Amazingly, yes. I know I'll eventually feel guilty, but right now I just...I just can't stop thinking about the next time. You don't know how much stress you ripped away from me. It's crazy. I feel like a stupid teenager. I spent an hour in the bathroom this morning to make sure I was perfect for you. I haven't done that in a decade or more."

"You've never had too. You were born perfect. Personally, I'd prefer you to just wander around naked. We'd have given Grandma a decent show this morning if you had."

"Or a heart attack." 

Dillon shrugged. "If it's her time, it's her time."

He barely dodged a kick to the teeth. They spent an hour alone, just talking. Dillon mostly listened. She finally curled up next to him with her head on his shoulder. His hand found hers and their fingers entwined. Every so often, he'd kiss the top of her head. They heard the girls come back inside and the house grew noisy again. Dillon lifted Jane's chin and kissed her softly. Then pulled back and waited for her to open her eyes and look at him.

"In case I don't get the chance to kiss you goodnight." His fingers found the back of her neck and pulled her back to his lips. 

The house slowly quieted down to a dull vibrating snore. Samantha shot Dillon a parting glare as she headed upstairs with a sleeping Kyle in her arms. Alexis followed Dillon to his room and snuggled up close to fall asleep with her head on his chest. His hand ran through her curls as he stared up into the darkness. He smiled when a soft little nose whistle started. 

He showered and grabbed a quick breakfast the next morning. He was on the job site by eight. The day went by slower than normal. He was leaning against his pickup with a few of the other guys as they got their tools gathered up when Jane's familiar silver minivan appeared. He explained visiting family wanted a tour of the place and watched as they one by one disappeared.

Opening the door for her, he took her hand and walked to his pickup. "Want a tour?" 

"Sure." 

From the passenger side, he pulled out a foam mattress and two sleeping bags. Jane's bottom lip disappeared into her mouth right before she smiled. She took the foam mattress and followed him up the steps and into the two-story house. He tossed the sleeping bags at the foot of the stairs and pulled the mattress away from her reluctant hands. 

"I thought you said it was freezing in here."

"That was a few days ago. The boss finally gave us permission to try out the heater. We're warming the place up for the painters. They're a bit spoiled." 

Taking her hand, he wandered through the bottom floor telling her all the things they did. She followed along asking questions and actually acting interested. They ended the tour at the base of the stairs again. She had the mattress in her hands before he had even bent down. She kicked him in the ass for the chuckle. A glare followed when he waited for her to walk up the stairs first. He was happily staring at her butt when she turned to look at him from over her shoulder.




The Family Jackson Ch. 03



He guided her to the master bedroom's closet. A sheet of clear plastic was hanging over the doorway. Once inside, she found a tiny space heater already running. It was warm and cozy inside, really warm. She eyed a cooler full of water and soda, and a few snacks. Jane looked up to see Dillon's innocent face smiling at her.

"Somebody's prepared. I thought you wanted me in the minivan."

"Nah. I know how much women love closets."

The mattress and sleeping bags were set up and the top bag opened. Jane leaned against the wall with her butt resting on her hands and watched his every movement. When he was finished, he stepped close and placed his hands on her hips. 

"Anything special you want today?" His thumbs were gently rubbing her stomach through her silk blouse.

"I'm not sure. I get the impression you put more thought into this than I did."

"Nope. This is the standard tour. I kind of caught Mom off guard when I banged her last week in the bonus room." His lips brushed her cheek before he drew the scent of her in. "You smell amazing. I'll do anything you want, Janie. Anything you've always wanted to try." 

Her head turned up to kiss his waiting lips. They were soft at first. She yielded her mouth to his tongue without protest. Her sigh vibrated from the tip of his tongue to his toes. Before she could wrap her hands around him, he caught her wrists. She let out a tiny whine, but let him lift her arms to pin them against the wall. They kissed slow and deliberate. Their tongues took turns sliding in and out. Almost without notice, her jacket dropped to the floor. His hands worked on button after button until her blouse was removed. With one hand, he undid her bra and smiled at her suspicious look. 

"Lucky I guess." He said innocently between kisses to her shoulder.

"Uh-huh."

Her hands finally took over as she undressed him. His hands were swatted away from her breasts so she could accomplish her mission. Jane tried to ignore his smirk as he watched her eyes work over his body. She didn't stop with his shirt. Her hands found his belt and then tugged his pants down as he stepped out of his already untied boots and then his pants. She raked her fingernails up his legs and then pulled down his underwear. Standing straight again, Jane began to lightly stroke his cock as she leaned in for another kiss. His hands found the zipper to her skirt and then found a pair of black thigh highs staring back at him. Somehow she'd left the house without panties. The tight triangle of dark blonde hair was now a tiny dot. 

Jane giggled at the sharp intake of breath it caused. "Want to take them off?" Dillon shook his head slowly. His eyes never left the skin of her inner thigh just above her stockings. Jane had to lift his chin to try and get his attention, as his entire body seemed to freeze up. "Too much for you?"

He gave her quick nod as his smile failed to do anything but cause his lip to twitch. 

"Speechless. I didn't know that was possible." She was glowing from the effect she was having on him. All he could do was blink. Nothing else was working. Well, his cock was twitching, but that was normal in these situations. She slid around him, letting her fingertips glide across his stomach. When he turned after taking a ragged breath, she was lying on the sleeping bag with her knees bent so her feet were flat on the ground. 

Dillon stood staring as she rocked her knees back and forth while her fingers moved over her body. It must be something they were taught, Dillon thought. Maybe it was just genetic. He finally got control of his limbs and was able to kneel at her feet. When she raised up a foot, he caught it and kissed the bottom of it. Her other foot came up and began to rub up and down his chest. He caught a quick peek between her legs to see her lips already glistening and spreading for him. 

"Is my gorgeous Aunt wet?"

"Soaked."

"It might take me awhile to get to her. I think your legs need me."

In response, she spread herself with two fingers and began gentle strokes. "We have time. I'm getting a prescription filled."

"For?"

"A nasty yeast infection I picked up."

"Sexy. They going with suppositories this time?"

Jane rolled her eyes and sighed in exasperation. She happily watched as her nephew's hands ran the length of her legs. Her toes were kissed and sucked through the sheer fabric. Each time his fingers found the back of her knee, her hips flexed. His lips and tongue found the spot next. First one leg then the other. The smoothness of the fabric almost burned his fingertips. He let the silk slide under the tip of his nose up and down her legs. After ten minutes of exquisite torture, she extended her leg and began to gently rub between his legs. Dillon's jaw clenched tight. When he looked up from where her foot was grazing his balls, he found her hand patting the bit of pubic hair that had survived. "It's time."

"What would you like? Kisses or..."

"You. Just you."

He crawled closer, keeping her legs firmly in his grasp. She grabbed his cock and guided it into her. Her hips coming off the ground to help. He had to suck in his breath at the silky heat greeting him. Exhaling a long breath, he tried to control the instinct to simply rush for his own pleasure. He started with tiny short strokes. Just barely entering her. Feeling her muscles gripping him with each stroke. Her knees bent and her feet pressed against his chest while his hands continued to move over her legs until they found the back of her knees. The muscles around his cock flexed, bringing a happy groan from him. His strokes got longer. Timed to his thumbs' caresses. Her eyes were closed as she played with her breasts. Pulling and pinching the nipples. Then slow deep massaging grips. Dillon increased the tempo as their bodies increased in temperature. With a grip on her legs just above the stockings, he pulled her sharply towards his driving hips. 

"Oh...shit." Jane's eyes flew open and then nodded for him to do it again. 

She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, as his thrusts became forceful. The hard slap of their skin colliding, echoed in the closet. Her hand dropped to rub her clitoris to climax, but was stopped by Dillon's swat. She saw his smirk as he shook his head. Her hand found the sleeping bag underneath her and gripped it tightly, groaning as his cock drove into her faster and faster. Dillon straightened her legs so they were on either side of his head. The back of her legs rubbed against his hardened nipples. Dillon watched as her mouth opened and tiny panting grunts started. Reaching around her leg, his thumb found her clit and rubbed as fast as he could. 

Jane's ass rose off the ground as she let out a screaming moan minutes later. He was barely able to catch her leg as it slipped from his chest. Regrettably, the movement caused him to slip out of her just as her muscles had began to quiver around his cock. He watched as her breath slowed and her body relaxed. Dillon spread her legs and dropped down to gently kiss her overstimulated clitoris. Jane gasped as she fought her body's reaction. She stared up at the ceiling as Dillon began to lick her. He started with her inner thigh. Tasting the sweet saltiness of her skin. His eyes caught I tiny stream of clear liquid escaping from between her lips and sucked it into his mouth. 

"Oh, shit." Jane shuddered. Propped up on her elbows, she watched his head moving between her legs. "Did you cum?"

Dillon shook his head and continued to clean her. Groaning at the taste sliding across his tongue.

"I'd kind of like to keep this even. That's like five to two."

"Another thousand and you might catch up to me. Did you forget? You've been giving me orgasms since I was twelve."

Her body shook with her laughter. It drew Dillon's eyes to her jiggling chest. She smiled like a little girl when he wiggled his eyebrows and nuzzled his nose against her clit as gently as he could. A surprised gasp escaped when his finger grazed the bud of her asshole. 

"Hmm." His eyes narrowed as he looked at her surprised face. "I think you might actually like that." Dillon's let his warm breath drift between her swollen lips. 

"It caught me by surprise."

Dillon grazed it again. He watched her breath catch and then her eyelids fluttered closed. His finger worked tiny little circles as he pressed down and then lifted to a bare tickle. Jane couldn't control the muscles of her ass as they flexed under his touch. As softly as he could he pressed her clitoris between his lips and began to suckle it. Jane dropped back to the ground and spread wider for him. Her breath loud as she tried to fill her lungs. She groaned when his thumb slipped into her and started to move with the finger still teasing her ass. 

"Are we close to number six?" Dillon reached up and began to roll her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

She nodded frantically, unable to speak. 

"Want me to keep doing this?"

"No...I want you...inside me."

He slid up her body. The soft sheen of sweat coating her belly mixed with his. Her arm latched onto him and pulled him up to her demanding lips. They both groaned when his cock pressed into her. Her knees came up and her feet curled around to rest at the small of his back. Jane's hips were rocking as fast as she could. Her teeth tugged at his bottom lip and then opened wide to accept his tongue. Dillon felt her pelvis begin lurching furiously.

"Slow down, Baby."

Jane's eyes opened to show desperate panic, as she shook her head no. Her nails dug into his sides. Dillon found the sensitive spot behind her ear with his tongue as his hips raced to catch up to hers. He felt her teeth on his shoulder as she fought against his body. He pushed up from her, but her arms wrapped around his neck to stay close. She seemed frantic to feel the heat from his their joined bodies. Wrapping an arm around the small of her back, he tugged at her hair to pull her away from him. One quick look and she obeyed. She threaded her fingers together around his neck and leaned back. There was no gentleness between them. He simply drove himself into her harder and harder until he felt his own orgasm begin to build faster than he'd wanted. Somehow she tightened the muscles around his cock. Her shoulders hit the ground as she screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably. Dillon felt her pulsing around him. The fevered gush of liquid barely beat his own as he orgasmed in a huffing groan.  

He held her hips off the ground for a moment, trying to catch his breath. Still sliding in and out gently. Her body seemed to lose all its tension and melt underneath him. Dillon slid up beside her and lay on his back to stare up at the ceiling. "Nice view." 

She reached out to slap him, but her hand landed limply on his stomach. "It's not bad. I've never done that. I don't know what that was."

"Hmm. That was sex, Honey. You should have told me you were a virgin." His response caused them both to chuckle. "For some reason I just can't pull out of you. What do I win if I knock up my aunt?"

"Not possible. It's a really nice thought though. You can keep trying. I have no intention of stopping you."

"Hmm. I think it's your turn to be on top. I'm just going to lie here and wonder what's so special about a closet." He rolled to his side and kissed her. Starting the process over again.

They spent the next two hours playfully torturing each other. Dillon didn't miss an inch of skin or a freckle with his lips. Completely spent, Dillon curled up behind her. His arm wrapped around her as his lips toyed just behind her ear. They stayed like that for another hour. Content to talk about little things she'd never spoken of before. Unloading some of the things that had bothered her about her life over the years. Reluctantly, they dressed and separated. Dillon watched her drive away and then went to grab a burger and kill forty-five minutes. 

When he arrived home, the house was louder than ever. He said a quick hello and went to grab a shower. Halfway through, he felt a cold wind and then two bodies appeared. 

"Holy crap. A man can't even get a shower without being interrupted."

"I'm not sure you can be called a man when you're hung like a chipmunk." Samantha teased. 

"Says the squirrel."

He lathered up with soap and began stroking his cock until it was hard. Alexis and Samantha both stared after sharing a look and a giggle. He took his time with the shower. Neither girl seemed to mind at all. They watched him for another ten minutes until finally he got bored. Drying off, he walked around the bed to stare down at them.

"You two just perving on me, or do you need something?"

"Just perving." Alexis smiled sweetly up at him. "Dinner is ready." 

Alexis hopped off the bed and kissed him before smacking his bare ass. Samantha imitated Alexis, but added a sharp finger flick to the tip of his dick then a slap to the ass as hard as she could. She walked away laughing and shaking her hand from the pain it caused her. Dillon groaned and rubbed his pecker. There's nothing like a loving family. 

After dinner, they piled back on the couch to watch TV. Kara snuggled up close to Dillon and hung a leg over his as he used the coffee table as a footrest. Kyle was plopped down on him after his meal. The little guy was asleep in minutes. 

"Dillon?" Kara rested her head on his shoulder as she wormed around under the blanket. 

"Kara?" 

"Can I ask you something?"

"Always."

"What do boys want?"

Dillon closed his eyes and shook his head before placing a kiss on the top of hers. "You want short and sweet or the brutal truth?"

"I want the truth."

"We want what's between your legs. It doesn't matter how we get it. We'll lie, manipulate, seduce, get rich, play sports, learn to play the guitar, and anything else to get your attention. Everything we do is to trick you out of your pants. And then, when we get bored or find something shinier, we dump you for the next toy. We aren't tough to figure out. So...what do you want with boys?"

"I want one to actually like me."

"For what he sees or for who you are?"

She let out a heavy sigh before answering. "Both."

"Have you figured out who you are yet?"

"I'm nobody." Her head lowered.

His hand found hers under the blanket squeezed it. "Honey, you're everything. You're my perfect angel. You just don't see it yet. Nobody knows who they are at sixteen. Hell, I have no clue who I am. I'm just as lost as you are. I just hide behind jokes and sarcasm. I know life is scary and you think you're missing out on something, but you aren't. Not really. Just take your time to figure out who you want to be. If you don't know that, you'll never know what kind of boy you need. You'll just make mistake after mistake and never figure out it's because you don't love yourself enough to look in the mirror. Life takes a long time to get through. It's not a race. So there's no hurry."

Dillon felt a hand press down on his head. He looked up to see his Mom staring down at him with the start of tears. She patted his head and backed away from the couch. He watched her tiptoe into the front room shaking her head as she went. Dillon looked at the empty doorway for a second and then rested his cheek on Kara's head. 

"Dillon?"

"I didn't go anywhere."

She let out another large breath and put her other hand over the one that was still holding hers. "Never mind."

"Honey, you can always tell me or ask me anything. I won't lie or scream or run away. Okay?"

She nodded and buried her face into his shoulder. Somewhere in the middle of the movie she fell asleep with her hands still holding his.



The Family Jackson Ch. 04



---This story includes sexual scenes of an incestuous nature. All characters participating in said acts are portrayed over the age of eighteen. Please do not read any further if this subject material is offensive to you---



Dillon felt his mother's arms wrap around him from behind as he gazed out the front window. She squeezed him hard with her cheek resting against his back. He brought his hand up to pat her arm and left it resting on the bare skin of her forearm.

"Wow, an unprovoked hug from my mother? Did you get into Grandma's special brownies again?" 

She gave him another squeeze. "I have a wonderful baby boy. Who knew under all your crap, you were sensitive and warm. I loved what you said to Kara last night."

"Told you I was already spotting. I have actually listened to you over the years. Some of the stuff you taught me actually works on women. You really aren't the brightest species on the planet. Boobies and lack of brains are the only reason mankind hasn't died out."

She let out grunt of disapproval, but kept her arms wrapped around him. "What's going on with her?"

"Don't know. There's a boy involved. But I'm not sure that's it. Maybe I'll get it out of her before she leaves."

"What are you doing today?"

"Shoveling and then going to work." His eyes looked out at another foot of snow from last night. "I have to assume the Jackson men are all hiding in the garage pretending it didn't snow."

"Of course. They're like three blind mice when there's actual work to be done."

"Mom?" Dillon let his voice sound worried.

"Yes?"

"Your nipples are starting to chafe me."

"Dillon!" 

Her arms disappeared from around him as he braced for the impending swat. He wasn't prepared for the barrage that followed the first one. He slipped out of the room laughing and rubbing the back of his head. She followed him to the kitchen where he'd already dropped another kiss on Grandma and a peck to Aunt Jane's cheek. His hand strayed down to her ass for a quick squeeze and then he was out the door. After finishing the driveway and walk, he headed to work. 

Instead of checking in when he got home, Dillon slipped into his room for a shower. He was just getting out when the door opened and Samantha appeared.

"Seriously woman, are you stalking me? One shower. That's all I ask for. One shower where I can rub one out in peace while thinking about your mom."

"You'd lock the door if you wanted that. And keep fantasizing, Panty-boy. She'll never let you taste her goodies."

Dillon sighed and closed his eyes. "Cookie dough and chocolate mint. That's what I think she tastes like. And you with the milk to wash it down. That would be the best Christmas ever." 

When he opened his eyes she was shaking her head at him. He watched her undress without a single hurried motion, as if he wasn't even there. She stopped when she was down to a pair of simple white cotton panties. Samantha propped herself on some pillows and smiled at him. Dillon's eyes spotted the deadbolt securing the door and then turned back to see his cousin's body as she lay patiently waiting. He was getting used to seeing a little extra curve to her hips and the soft leggy thighs. 

"Need something?" Dillon dropped the towel and sat beside her with a leg hanging over the edge. His finger drew a lazy circle on her stomach.

"Uh-huh. I need you to beg for it."

"What do you win if I do?"

"A date."

"A date?"

Her hand slipped into her panties as she stuck her tongue out at him. "Just a sweet innocent date. Dinner. Maybe some dancing. If you're good, I might even let you kiss me goodnight. I want to feel like a girl."

"You feel all girly to me, Cousin. But do you actually think I'd kiss you on the first date? I'm not a tramp. I'm a sophisticated woman with intimacy issues. You're gonna have to woo me. Make my panties wet."

Her hand came out from between her legs. She was smiling seductively as she traced over his lips with her finger. "Mine already are." 

When his tongue snuck out to lick her finger, she jerked it away and slipped her hand back where it had been. They shared the same taunting Jackson smile and then Dillon leaned down and kissed her softly. They both kept their eyes open as the kiss deepened. He teased her inner thigh, causing her hand to falter. 

"We never discussed the rules to this little bet. I'm beginning to think teasing is okay."

She nodded and pulled him on top of her. Her legs wrapped around his calves as she gripped his hair in her hands to keep his lips close. His fingertips moved down her smooth leg and then focused on her ass as he began to rock his hips. 

"This legal?" 

"Uh-huh." 

Their bodies moved against each other. Rocking more and more forcefully as the minutes passed. Their kisses deepened. He shivered when her fingers began running the length of his back over and over. Finally, they settled on his ass and began to help him grind harder into her. Her breath was hot against his face as she moaned softly. Dillon found her neck with his lips, to her disapproval. She whined when he broke free of her grip and rolled her over and pulled her up to her hands and knees. 

She let out a startled gasping laugh when her panties were tugged down to rest just under the curve of her ass and her legs were forcefully spread. With an arm wrapped around her stomach, he pulled her upper body against his chest as his cock slid between her legs to press upwards against her pussy. Leaning against him, she kissed the side of his face as he nibbled at her shoulder. Their hips once again rocking into each other. His cock sliding through the ever increasing wetness. 

"Still legal?" He asked as his teeth nipped her ear.

"Oh, yea." 

"Scoot up." He ordered. 

She broke away from him to crawl up the bed so she could reach out and touch the wall to brace her body from what both of them knew was coming. Her lips were parted as she smiled over her shoulder as he repositioned himself behind her. When he pushed down his cock to slide between her legs, her hand found it and pressed it tightly between her waiting lips. Their hips resumed. 

His hands found the soft flesh of her breasts and he felt her tense. She relaxed when he was gentler than he'd ever been. His fingers extended and traced lines across her flesh. Her head fell back as they moved across her areolas with the faintest tickle. With one hand braced against the wall, she reached down and stopped his flexing hips by grabbing his cock. 

"Beg me." She whispered.

"Hmmm. Can I have more than one kiss on this date?"

"As many as you'd like."

Dillon's lips were hot, trailing a line across the back of her neck. The tip of his nose slid down her spine, smelling the fragrance of her skin. It was coconut. He loved the smell of coconut on her. He could feel the tip of dick just barely brushing against pure wet heat. She pressed back slightly to let it begin to enter her. Dillon's body shook from knowing how close he was to the excruciating feel of ecstasy. His arm wrapped around her and pulled her tighter against his chest. 

"Do you cheat at everything?"

"What?" Her voice was playfully innocent.

"Coconut."

"Hmmm. Bringing back memories, am I? Beg me, Dillon. I need you."

"Not gonna happen, Cousin. You're gonna have to beg me."

She shook her head and then turned her head to give him more of her neck. 

"I'll rent a nice little hotel room with a Jacuzzi. We'll spend the day pretending you're at a spa while I make sure every inch of you is kissed. I'll buy you dinner afterwards. I might even take you dancing if we have the energy. We can pretend it's Prom night. If you need me to prematurely ejaculate, I can do that right now."

Her body shook with her snorting laughter. It caused him to slide into her about an inch. She froze as a slow groan escaped them both. They stayed like that for a moment before they simultaneously moved their hips towards each other until he was as deep as he could go.

"This doesn't count." Her hips were the first to begin moving.

His hands moved to her hips and began to pull and push her. "Neither does this then."

She tried to spread her legs further to brace herself better, but her panties stopped her. She let out an exasperated huff of air and then a gasp as his grip tightened and he pulled her against him as hard as he could. The smack of skin on skin masked his deep-throated groan. Her head lowered as he continued driving into her. They were both grunting as their bodies collided. The heat of her rolled over his cock as he moved faster and faster. It was heaven. 

He pulled out and tugged her backwards and pushed her flat on the bed. Her hands went immediately to help spread her cheeks as she pushed her ass in the air. He guided his cock back between her lips and dropped his weight onto her before sliding further up her body. His hips were driving straight down, causing her to bounce off the bed slightly only to be driven back into the mattress. Pulling her hair away, his lips found her ear again.

"Reach under. I'm too close."

Nodding, her hands went to her clitoris. Dillon felt her thighs tighten and the muscles around his cock gripped harder than ever. She timed her flexes with his thrusts. He felt the pressure. His stomach tightened as the familiar surge began. In an agonizing groan, he pulled out just as the first stream of cum flew from the tip. He coated her ass as he milked the last drop out, trailing it down the crack of her ass. Hanging his head, he slowly got control of his breathing. When he opened his eyes, he saw her ass shaking as she buried her face into the mattress to muffle her scream. 

Samantha lay trembling under him. Her hands still between her legs. She was taking long deep breaths. Dillon reached down and grabbed the towel and reluctantly cleaned her butt off. It looked so cute the way it was. Kind of like the perfect honey glazed ham. Once he was done, he let his fingers drift down to slide between her exposed and swollen lips. She turned her head just as his finger slid into his mouth. Wiggling her butt at him, she smiled when he repeated the action. 

She let out a long sigh and let her body relax. "None of that counted." 

"All right." The taste of salt and coconut greeted him when he leaned down and kissed the small of her back before lying on his side beside her. She rolled to her side and snuggled closer as they smiled happily at one another. "You know we're both hopeless."

"I know. That's not the point. I want to win."

"So, go out with me."

She kissed him and then snuggled closer. "Are you asking me out on a date?"

"Sure. We'll go to McDonalds and you can blow me in the drive thru. You'll love it. I'll even let you have a couple fries afterwards."

"Wow. That's exactly why I love you. You're such a romantic. Too bad you aren't original. That's one of the stupidest jokes out there."

"Fine. We'll go on a real date. A nice lunch. Spend some time shopping. Listen to a band or something. Then come home and curl up in bed for the rest of the night and watch movies. Or make some."

Samantha reached down and stroked his half-erect cock and smiled when he twitched from the contact. "What happened to you? You finally won a race."

"It was those damn panties. You looked so sexy with them pulled down like that." His eyes toured her body to rest on the panties that were just above her knee. 

"Just rip them off me next time."

He gasped in mock horror and rolled her until she was under him. "Never." His lips kissed at her neck and then worked between her breasts. "What kind of twisted pervert do you think I am? I'll never abuse panties like that. I'm not a barbarian."

Samantha closed her eyes and smiled up at the ceiling as he worked lower with his lips and tongue. "That's my little freak. Lick Mommy all clean."

Her panties came off in his hand and were placed gently by her side. Dillon's head came up after a full minute of work between her legs. His chin glistening. "You better not be letting Kyle do this already."

Samantha's head jerked up in shock and her eyes locked on his laughing face. When his face disappeared again, she sighed and covered her face with her hands. "He seems to be a breast man at the moment. No need to get all jealous on me, Princess."

Her knees slid up and her hands began to play in his hair as he worked between her legs. He nibbled up and down her inner lips while a thumb began to drift lower. To both her pleasure and displeasure, he would occasionally trail kissed up and down her thighs. Samantha's eyes closed and stayed closed as his finger slid into her. When his fingers came out and slid over the tight pucker of her ass, her hips shot off the bed and collided with his face.

"Oh shit, Dillon. You gotta warn me when you do that." 

He rose up, rubbing his nose with a pained expression on his face. "Sorry. I forgot Mr. Pucker fights back. You're lucky you didn't sprain my tongue." 

Dillon crawled up and grabbed a pillow and motioned for her to turn over. For a moment she looked confused and then she figured out what he wanted. Her hand shot out for the pillow and was on her stomach with her ass off the bed with the pillow under her. He stopped her from spreading her legs by quickly straddling them. His hands moved across her ass as slow as possible. Kneading and caressing her flesh. Watching her body react to him. Her hands stretched out to grip the edge of the mattress while her head rolled back and forth. He let his thumbs part her cheeks and begin expanding circles. 

"Who's cheating now?" Her voice was a low growl.

"I don't know what you mean. I'm just giving my cousin a nice massage. Purely platonic, I swear."

"Hmmm. Please Dillon. Just let me win."

Lowering himself down to kiss her cheek, he nestled his cock in the groove of her ass and began slow steady strokes. He groaned from the sweaty smoothness of her ass. Somehow she was even hotter. She clenched her cheeks as his cock ran across the bud of her asshole. He slid back and forth while his lips played across her neck as her body bucked wildly from the sensations he was causing. She refused to lie still. Dillon traced up her arms and found her hands still gripping the edge of the mattress. Their fingers entwined. 

"On one condition."

"Anything."

"Stay. Move here. I don't want you to leave. Not after finally getting my wish. If you leave, you'll start thinking again and you won't come back."

"I won't, Dillon. You're it for me. But how? Your mom might notice I'm living with you. She might be clueless about how much of an ass you are, but she'll notice that."

"Oh, she knows I'm an ass. I don't hide it very well. You're already living in my old room. Just ask to stay here while you look for work. Mom will love the idea. I think she might have the hots for Kyle. A month or two and she'll be so attached to him she won't let you leave."

Dillon pushed up and guided his cock between her waiting lips. Lowering back down, he found her hands again. His lips once more worked over her neck. He felt the heat of her expanding around him. With her legs between his, she began to tighten the muscles. Bringing deep rumbling groans from him. His hot stilted breath drifted through her hair.

"Okay, two conditions. Stay...stay and get back on the pill. I can't keep pulling out."

"Deal."

His lips were on her earlobe. "You win. I'm begging you. I'll do anything for you. Anything you want. I'll even meet your parents."

Their soft laughter shook the bed. Pulling out of her, he rolled her and tossed the pillow against the wall. He was back between her legs in an instant. Her arms wrapped around him. Pulling him to her as tight as she could. He felt her breasts press tightly to him, flattening against his chest, her nipples hard. In unison, they ground their pelvises together. Tiny short strokes, as their bodies stayed locked to one another. Their tongues moved and slid back and forth. 

Samantha's hands dug into his back. Needing him closer. Her whining grunts grew louder as their grinding grew faster. Her heavy breath warmed his cheek and then filled his mouth between kisses. Bending his leg up for traction, he began to thrust into her. When she started to slide up the bed, he put a hand on the wall, the other holding her shoulder. 

"I need you to cum, Baby. Tell me what you need." 

Her eyes opened as she nipped at his lips and shook her head. "Nuh-uh. You...I want you to cum. Let me take care of you this time. Turn over." 

He stared down at her for a moment to see her soft eyes pleading with him. Then obeyed after a soft kiss that extended a full minute as his hips slowed. Rolling over, she straddled him while resting her weight on her elbows. Her hair fell all around as she planted kisses across his face. Dillon gripped her sides and began rocking her on his cock. Her breasts rubbed against his chest, tickling his skin. His hips coming off the bed to greet her. 

The steady smack of their skin colliding filled the room. It mixed with intermittent moans of pleasure. Dillon slid his hand around her ass and found moisture everywhere. The discovery caused his bottom lip to quiver. It would take him forever to lick her clean. He wasn't able to hide the twinkle in his eye when his finger slid across her asshole. Samantha jerked so violently he slipped out of her.

"Damn you." She quickly guided him back in as he pushed up and braced himself with an arm behind him. She was now straight up and grinding fiercely. "I told you...warn me. You know I can't take that."

Dillon gripped her hair to force her lips to hold still enough for his tongue to dive into her mouth. He was too focused on the rolling heat to find anything funny at the moment. Her hips were a blur. He tapped her ass lightly before his finger once more slid between her cheeks. Her grunting moans lasted a full minute before the heavy rush of spurting liquid flooded down his cock to soak his lap. She shook the entire bed then collapsed against him. Lying back down, he pushed her knees down until she was completely prone. Her warm breath was in the crook of his neck as he ran a gentle hand up and down her back. 

"Good girl. That was perfect."

"Damn you. I wanted you to cum."

"Too bad. It's not my fault you suck at this. If you want me to cum, roll back over on the pillow."

Her head came up and looked at him. Her bewilderment was obvious. "I'll soak through it."

His smile was huge. "I know. I picked up a new kink. Why sniff panties when I can rest my head on a nice wet pillow."

"What the hell is wrong with you?" 

"You made me this way, Cousin. Now, roll over and reap the whirlwind."

With a grunt of mock displeasure, she rolled over and aimed her ass up at him. Pushing her legs together, he pushed down his cock and began to tease her with it. Sliding it up and down her slit. Watching her lips part easily for him. Everytime it was pressed lightly against the opening to her vagina, she pushed back to find him pulling away from her. 

"Damn it, Dillon. We don't have time for this."

"I promise. It won't take long if you do exactly what I want."

"What's that?"

"Spread your cheeks." He leaned down and blew cool air between her legs. The next breath was hot against her skin. She shook her head frantically as her ass twitched. "Cousin." His voice was playful. "Don't be mean to me. I'll just tease it a little. I want to see how beautiful your ass dances for me."

He was chuckling happily when her hands raced to spread her cheeks for him. Pushing his cock down, he inched forward on his knees. His cock found absolute liquid fire when he sunk into her. He couldn't stop his sharp thrusts. He needed to cum. Dillon ran a thumb up and down the crack of her ass to stop short of his target each time. Her body tensed, bringing deep-throated groans out of him. 




The Family Jackson Ch. 04



"Are you ready?" 

Samantha nodded and gripped her ass harder as she began to pant. Her fingers were white from the hold she had. His hips started long strokes while his thumb began to tiny circles closer and closer. Her thighs were pressed tight, increasing her grip on his cock. When his thumb finally grazed over the tiny button of skin, her entire body shuddered as she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Oh, Fuck. Oh, fuck me." 

His hips started hard short thrusts. With his eyes shut tight from the surging grip of her pussy, he felt his cock swell. His mouth flew open and his stomach tightened. The first shot of cum landed in her hair. The second barely fell short of the first. He was able to direct the rest to the small of her back. He fell face first beside her with a satisfied chuckle. 

"What?" She was glaring at him suspiciously.

"I think I might have knocked up your hair."

"You came in my hair?" 

"Just a little bit. It's supposed to be great for split ends. You really should thank me."

"Eat me." He pulled the pillow out from under her and smacked him with it. The noisy squish of it hitting his cheek made him laugh loudly. 

He snuggled closer and kissed her, letting his tongue taste the sweat from her upper lip. She watched wide-eyed and happy as he pushed back her hair and kissed her again. "I plan to." 

Before she realized he was moving, she found herself flipped on her back and his mouth once again working between her legs. Her stomach shook with laughter at her predicament. When he was done, he dragged her to the foot of the bed and started the shower. 

They headed into the house just as dinner was being set on the table. Alexis sat next to him, but refused to speak. Her head was down, concentrating on her food. The room was filled with chatter. Dillon was innocently breaking a roll apart when Alexis' entire body jerked violently and she dropped her fork from the sensation of his foot brushing against her calf. Dillon gave her a suspicious look to try and cover his smile. Only Samantha knew it was his fault. After about ten seconds, her foot tentatively explored under the table until she found his. 

"You okay?" He asked around his glass.

"Great." She answered with a bit of aggravation to her voice. 

"What?"

She leaned closer and whispered in his ear. "I ache, you asshole."

"It's probably just the flu."

"Bite me."

"Violence isn't the answer, Sweetie. It could be you just need something to focus on. This time of year can be really stressful. You should probably find a hobby. Maybe caroling is your thing. Or you could try knitting me a condom." 

He stood and kissed her on the top of the head as she threw an elbow at him. Alexis caught Samantha laughing from across the table and glared at her. At the moment, Alexis seemed to be angry at the world. Dillon wandered away from the table and settled into the couch. For most of the night Dillon took every opportunity to be near her. Running a hand across the back of her neck or wrapping an arm around her whenever he had an opportunity. When she opened the bathroom door to find his smirking face waiting in the hall, she growled and took another swing at him. She found herself tossed over his shoulder and quickly deposited on her bed with the door closed. 

"I'm beginning to think you don't like me, Sis?"

"You're torturing me. Stop it." 

She knelt on the bed, staring at him in the dark room. Dillon's hand reached out and brushed her wavy bangs away from her face. Then began to trace a line down her cheek as he stepped closer. Alexis ran her hands up his body to settle on his chest. He could feel her body tensing in anticipation. Her fingers dug into the muscles of his chest.

"I'm not torturing you, Lex. This is foreplay. My demented form, but it still counts. Just enjoy the ache. Let it ferment, or percolate, or whatever you do down there." Her lips parted when he leaned into her. The tips of their tongues met and then his arms pulled her hard against his body. "I promise. I'll make it go away. After tomorrow night, I promise to make it go away whenever you want. I'll just roll over and obey whenever you need me to. We just have to make it another twenty-four hours. 

"Twenty-eight. You still suck at math."

"Keep it up and I'll make it New Years."

His demanding tongue cut off her whine as he guided her onto her back. His hand slipped under her shirt, caressing and warming already hot skin. Their lips stayed locked as he slipped his hand into her panties. A deep-throated moan erupted from her when his fingers glided around her clitoris. When his finger slipped into her for the first time, she tensed slightly. 

"Shh, it's okay. Just relax. I'm not going to hurt you, Baby. You feel so amazing. Like silk." His breath stirred the hairs behind her ear. She began to moan with his finger's rhythm. "Like silk on fire. I promise, Lex. I promise I'll love you forever. No matter what happens, I'll never stop loving you. The hurt will stop soon."

Alexis let out a soft laugh. "It's not...it doesn't hurt. You're finally touching me." She gripped his hair and pulled his lips back to hers. "Don't make we wait. Please. Please, Dillon."

"Twenty-eight hours. Just wait twenty-eight hours and you can have me forever."

Between moans of pleasure, she whimpered. "I hate you so much."

When her hips started rocking into his hand with more need, he stopped. She was whining when he dragged her downstairs and curled up with her under a blanket. His hand spent an entire hour caressing the inside of her legs. Amber was happy to find out she had Alexis' room all to herself so she could sleep on a real bed for a change. Alexis was almost crying when Kara curled up in bed with Dillon and her in the pool house. 

It took five minutes to slide his way out from under Alexis the next morning. He found a cup of coffee and sat next to Mom on the couch. Kyle was resting on her legs staring back at her with a chubby cheeked grin. 

"Morning, Mom."

"Son." She eyed him when he pecked her cheek. "Why is Amber all alone in Alexis' room?"

"Because Kara and Lex decided I shouldn't have one single night of peace. I'm gonna have to get a hotel room if I ever want some privacy."

"And what do you need privacy for?" She gave him a warning look and waited.

"Stuff."

"I leave that hanging out there, and all you say is stuff? You feeling okay?"

"Yea." Dillon shrugged. "I was going to be nice for a change. But if it's an issue. A boy and his best friend need time alone to work out things. You don't expect me to rub one out right here, do you?"

Mom shook her head. Her lips were pursed to stop from laughing. "That's more like it. I should have realized years ago you'd turn out like this. Your little nub was always straight up when I changed your diaper."

"What?" 

"Little boys have issues sometimes. Believe me, it was a surprise to see it pointing up at me the first time. And the next ten dozen. Not to mention having to cup my hand over the geyser every know and then."

Dillon snuck a look at her as she noticed his cheeks growing red. She was enjoying making him uncomfortable. "So, how'd you fix my issue?"

"Grandma told me to stick an ice cube up your ass."

"What?" He gasped.

Her soft laugh echoed through the house at seeing Dillon's shocked face. It took her a full minute to get control of herself. She settled down to a rolling giggle as Dillon glared at her. His smirk showed through despite his attempt to look mad. 

"Sorry. Oh...your face was priceless. She told me to rub an ice cube on it. A cold washcloth works just as good."

Dillon absorbed the information. "Abused by an ice cube. Huh. That does explain my fascination with the freezer. I wouldn't eat the bag of frozen peas, if I were you."

"Dillon!" Her giggles infected him. Kyle joined in, liking Mom's legs shaking underneath him. "Ah...Dillon. At least you're entertaining. Someday, when you get serious with a girl, you'll drive her absolutely crazy."

"So, what provoked this sick little confession?"

"Kyle." She smiled as he tugged at her finger. "He had the same issue this morning. He'll probably turn out just like you. Scary, isn't it?"

"You ever think it was the ice cube. I probably wasn't hung all that well back in the day. An ice cube in the ass couldn't have helped my self-esteem."

"One of many things I did wrong, no doubt." She smiled at him. "Can you grab me another cup of coffee before you shovel the walk and check to see if the roof needs it."

Dillon stood up and grabbed her cup. He was used to obeying her not-so-subtle hints. "No problem. I'll be outside romancing an icicle if you need me."

He spent an hour on the roof. It didn't need it, but no one could bother him up there. The way the clouds looked, it would probably snow all night. He finally came down and found a card game at the table. With a cup of cocoa in his hand, he sat down and watched. The morning drifted into the afternoon and then evening.

"Ready?" Samantha asked as she curled up on Dillon's lap as he sat on the couch. 

"No."

"Really?" She eyed him and noticed his furrowed brow and rubbed it to see if it would disappear. All it did was make his eyebrow rise up. "I thought you guys loved untapped beaver."

"Isn't she technically your sloppy seconds?" 

"I guess I did plant my flag, didn't I? Samantha frowned when their joking didn't even register to him. "What's wrong?"

He let out a sigh and squeezed her. "Performance anxiety maybe. I don't know. I'm scared."

"Of hurting her? You won't. She'll be fine."

"How about emotionally? She's not like us. She's...she's innocent. I don't really know if she's truly ready."

"Like us?" Samantha's voice had a tinge of hurt to it.

Dillon gave her a soft apologetic smile. "I love the way we are. It's natural. We're both just wild and stupid for each other. I just meant, I've always thought of her as my little sister. I'm still wrapping my pecker around the idea of her wanting to get all sweaty with me. You're a different giraffe all together. I chased that cute little ass of yours everywhere. And you loved it. I was never smart enough to think wanting to get in your panties was supposed to be wrong. And you never said a word."

"Sorry. I just thought." She lowered her head, but couldn't finish her thought.

"Sammy, I love you. You know that can't ever go away." His arms squeezed her a little tighter. "Maybe none of us are ready for this." 

"You're a dumbass. She's as ready as it gets. We've talked it over and over until I want to smother her with a pillow in her sleep. She's head over tits for you. Tiny perky little tits, but still. She's completely yours. She's probably worse off than I am for you." She sighed and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. "Just be you. Focus on the upstairs. You're little man will take care of the downstairs. He always does."

"Thanks coach." Dillon looked at the clock. "Tell her to come out about ten till. I need to take care of a few things first."

She eyed him and saw a tiny twinkle starting to show. "What are going to do?"

"I need to unload the chamber. You don't want me to pull a Granger, do you?" 

Before she could smack him, he'd squirmed his way out from under her and headed towards the kitchen. She wrinkled her nose at him when he gave her one last uneasy glance before disappearing. 

He was staring up at the ceiling when the door opened and Alexis stepped in. Slipping out of her coat and boots, she revealed a thin summery dress clinging to her body. She locked the door and stood looking at the room for a second. A single candle flickered on the shelf with a red cloth hanging over it. The entire room had a flickering red glow. It was enough to give it a hint of romance. Dillon wasn't sure if it was the right thing, but he hoped she'd like it. Her tiny smile reassured him. Sitting up, he looked at the backpack in her hand. It was an old one of his from school. It looked like it was crammed full.

"You moving in?"

Her eyes followed his to the backpack and then came up to show a shy unsure smile. "I didn't know what to bring."

"Hopefully everything you've been stealing from me lately. I'm guessing, you have half my closet in your room."

"Sorry. I love the smell of you."

"Oh. I can't blame you for that. I've got the same problem with you."

He patted the bed next to him as he curled a leg up. She sat down with a heavy exhale. Her hand pushed back some hair and hooked it behind her ear. Reaching out, he pulled it back to its original spot before running his thumb across her bottom lip. Her eyes went to the strand of hair in her eyes and then back to his face. When her hand started up to brush it away, he shook his head and smiled.

"That's my job." 

Dillon reached up and slid his hands across her cheek and tucked it away. His other hand moved across her bare forearm.

Her voice was barely a whisper. "Your hands are shaking." 

"Sorry. I'm about to make love to the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. And she's got the most amazing eyes I've ever got lost in."

Her hand came up to trace his eyebrow and stared into a similar pair of eyes. She had to swallow hard in order to speak. "I've never been so nervous."

"I think we're supposed to be. It means this is real. You can stop me. No matter how far we go. If you get scared, just say stop."

"It's okay. I'm ready."

Alexis' hand was warm on his cheek when she leaned in and kissed him. Their lips barely brushing. Her lips quivered, but began to grow in heat and confidence as their kisses grew deeper. As if by mutual consent, they lay back on the bed. Her feet slid up so they weren't hanging off the side. They stayed like that. Just kissing sensuously slow. Savoring each other. Dillon felt her body turn into him. Pushing up from her, his hand found the strap of her dress and traced a line down it to the start of her cleavage. His gaze moved down her body to find her inner thigh as she lay waiting for him to do anything he wanted to her. Her dress had bunched up around her waist in a jumble of folds. He couldn't stop his hand from being drawn to the soft skin of her inner thigh. His world shrunk to just her legs. When his fingertips moved from her thigh to her knee, she let out a sigh. It broke the trance he had been in.

Her hands reached out for him as he slid of the bed to stare down at her. He stood at her feet, unable to catch his breath. Running a hand through his hair, he stared up at the ceiling for a moment. Counting to ten wasn't going to work. Ten thousand might not be enough. All he wanted to do was rip her clothes off. Letting out a ragged breath, his eyes locked on the already darkened fabric of her panties.

"What is it?" She'd propped herself up on her elbows to watch him. 

How could he tell his sister he wanted to devour every inch of her body? Wanted to hear her scream in painful ecstasy. Wanted to hear their skin slamming into each other. He clenched his fists and lied. "I'm nervous."

"Why...Why are you nervous?"

"I only have one sister. If I mess this up, I lose you. I just found out you love me. I can't...I need to be right for you."

She gave him a wry little smile and then looked down to her chest as it rose and fell. Scooting to the edge of the bed, she stood with only inches between them. Their eyes mirroring each other. Gripping her dress, she pulled it off of her and tossed it aside. She sucked in her bottom lip when she saw Dillon's jaw clench and his nostrils flare.

His voice was low and gravelly. Full of emotion. "We need a shower." 

Her mouth dropped open and a concerned look came over her. A blush was rising up her cheeks when she looked at her armpits.

"No. I already smell you." His fingertips slid across the material of her damp panties. "Her. She's already driving me crazy."

Alexis's relieved smile was huge. Her quiet laughter sent hot plumes of peppermint flavored air against his cheek. "She can't help it. She needs you. A shower isn't going to last long, dummy."

Dillon slid sideways to get away from her. He turned around from starting the shower and found her smiling up at him. Her hands were tugging at his shirt.

"Slow down, Sweetie. Tonight can last forever if we take our time." 

He raised his hands above his head to make it easier for her. His shirt fell and then her hands found his pants to push them down. She knelt before him as he lifted one leg at a time. When he was completely naked, she reached out and began to run her fingers up and down his twitching cock. Her eyes were large when she looked up to see him looking down at her with an odd strained smile on his face.

"Does it always do that? Move so much."

"Yea, for the most part. There are a lot of nerves near the tip. And he kind of twitches with my heartbeat when he's hard. He pretty much does whatever he wants. I lost control of him somewhere in the middle of puberty."

"Can I ask you something?"

Dillon's chuckle made his stomach roll and his cock bounce uncontrollably. Alexis started giggling. 

"Honey, you own me. I'll do anything you ask...as long as it doesn't hurt you." He added. 

She stood up and pushed him backward into the spray of water. Pushing down her panties, she stepped out of them. The full view of her made his cock jump even more. His eyes focus on a tiny mole on her left side and then they drifted across to her tight belly. He swallowed hard when her fingers moved down her stomach and her index finger disappeared between he legs. She was smiling at the dumbstruck expression on his face when she slid her wet finger across her bottom lip.

"Do you want to kiss me?" 

His eyes were locked on her bottom lip. "I love having an evil little sister."

She stepped under the water and pressed herself to him. Her tongue came out to taste the skin of his shoulder while her hands moved around him. Her laughter started and stopped when her hair was gripped tight to force her head up for his lips to crash against hers. Her bottom lip was pulled into his mouth, as she was pick up into his deep embrace. He felt her fingernails at the back of his neck. They sent shivers rocketing down his spine. 

Minutes passed in their first embrace. Breathless, they pulled away from each other enough to make eye contact. In the middle of the second embrace, he found the soap and for the next ten minutes they took turns exploring each other with slippery needy fingers. 

Dillon was on his knees kissing his way down the soft flesh of her ass when the water was turned off. The fingers that had been gently teasing between her legs stopped. Without even looking behind her, she stepped out of the shower and crawled up the bed. She flipped over to stare at the ceiling with her hands pressed to her belly. Dillon watched her chest rise and fall in large gasping breaths. 

Her eyes followed him as he walked around the bed and sat beside her. He reached out and pulled her hands away. His fingers slid down her thigh and back to slide easily between her lips. When he reached over to the nightstand, her head came up to stare.

"What's that?" He opened his hand and revealed a condom and a small tube. "No. No condom. I never want you to use a condom with me. It's not right."

He shook his head in amused disbelief. "Not right? And banging my sister is? Wow, we are so screwed up. I'm trying to protect you, Lex."

"I don't need your protection. I'm not a little girl anymore. I need you to treat me like I'm a woman. I'm on the pill. Have been for years. I need to feel you. Just you. Nothing else. I have to feel all of you. Please."

"Okay." He smoothed her hair back and kissed her again. "It's just...I need to make sure you're ready."

"I'm ready." 

"I meant her. She needs to be wet enough. I don't want to..."

"She is. God, she's almost drowning."




The Family Jackson Ch. 04



He fought back a snicker at the desperation in her voice. Dillon gave her a sideways smile and tossed the condom over his shoulder. His free hand came up and pushed her back down. He kissed her. Slow at first. His breath was short. He could feel his heart trying to rip through his chest. Her hands were tugging at his hair. His hand moved up to begin to massage her breast. 

"What's in the tube?" She tugged at his earlobe as his kisses moved down her neck.

"Something to make me slide into you easier. Just in case. Okay?"

"Okay."

He moved down her body. His mouth and tongue tasting her skin. He marveled at the smoothness of her. Tiny drops of water moved in rivulets across her flesh. His lips found her waiting breasts. His fingertips teased and massaged. When he finally knelt between her legs, she closed her eyes and spread wider for him. Trusting him completely. 

Dillon stared for what seemed an eternity. Her lips were barely separated by her state of arousal. With just his thumb he ran the length of her labia to bring an involuntary jerk out of her. He could see the tiniest of nubs peeking up at him. Dillon knew what he was supposed to do, but he couldn't help but drop his head and gently suck her clitoris into his mouth. 

Their mutual moans rolled over them both. He forced himself to move away from the tiny bud and concentrate on the rest of her. His lips tugged and pulled and toyed up and down her. Sliding his hands under her legs, he gripped her hips, and for the first time his tongue slid into her. He felt her hips try to fly off the bed as his tongue dance inside of her, but he held her in place. Soon, they settled down to sharp thrusts. Growing in pace as his tongue continued to work. His nose nuzzled her clit gently to pull loud gasps from her. Dillon could feel her hands on the back of his head. 

Alexis' legs clamped tight around him as she screamed his name. "Oh, Dillon." The days of torture were finally over. Her body quaked underneath him as he finally let her hips go. His mouth was still tight to her as she pulsed and shuddered. He couldn't help the groan of pleasure at the taste rolling over his tongue. When she finally relaxed her legs, Dillon got to his knees. 

Her face was bright red. Her eyes blinked open and then closed with a satisfied smile on her face. She barely even noticed his finger gently sliding into her. After about a minute of tiny circles, she looked up from the bed to see him screwing the cap back onto the tube. His cock had a glassy sheen to it. Her eyes got large and the breath that had just gotten back to normal began to increase. 

"Ready?" Dillon's voice was soft. He was begging her in his mind. Say yes. God, please say yes. 

"Yes."

His hands found her knees and pulled them up until her feet were flat on the bed. With one hand he spread her lips. The other pushed down his cock to disappear between the folds of her pussy. He could feel the silky heat of her. The pungent scent of her caused him to involuntarily flex his hips. Dillon rubbed the tip up and down the length of her until he'd calmed himself down.

"Just try to hold still, Honey. It'll be a little at a time. If it doesn't hurt, we'll keep going."

"Okay." She whispered while her eyes never left what was about to be inside of her.

As slow as he could, he slipped into her. The tight muscles of her vagina expanded to accept him. His hands found her hips and dug into her soft flesh. He pushed in another inch before reversing his hips. Alexis dropped her head back to the bed as her feet came off the bed. Her hips began a gentle instinctive rocking. They fought against his grip. Dillon let go and slid his arms under her knees to hold them in the air. His eyes were locked on his cock sliding in and out of his sister. He could hear her tiny sighs. Every so often a ragged breath could be heard. 

He was sliding easy. It was the tightest and smoothest feeling he'd ever experienced. He pushed further in for one stroke. 

"Yes." Alexis' stomach tightened. 

Dillon pushed further in to watch her stomach tighten even further. Matching her rhythm, Dillon began to flex his hips. As gently as he could, he let go of her legs and leaned over her. Bracing himself on his elbows, he kept his body off of her so he could stare between them. 

"Look." He whispered in her ear and then focused his eyes on where they were joined.

Her head came up and followed his gaze. Her hands reached up and began caressing his the strained muscles of his arms. When he was sure she was looking, he lowered his lower body until he was completely inside her. 

"Dillon. Oh, Dillon." Her head fell back to the bed as her legs hooked around his. 

Pressing his full weight on her, her hips stopped. His hand pulled her face back to gaze up at him as he began to kiss her lips. He let his pelvis grind slowly into her. Tiny rolling movements that caused her nails to dig into his arms. Her eyes fluttered open to find him staring down at her. 

"What?" She asked between kisses.

"Nothing. Just making sure this isn't just a really good dream."

"It's is. It's an amazing dream. I finally have you."

"I think you had me the day you were born, Lex. Those damn eyes of yours have always gotten whatever they wanted."

"Then cum. They want you to cum. I want to make you feel as good as you're making me feel."

"It's not hurting at all?"

She shook her head and smiled. "Different, but no...no pain." 

"It's not too massive? I've had complaints about its girthiness." His lip curled up as his hips started slightly faster thrusts. 

She let out an odd huffing laugh like it was hard for her to breathe. "Yea, right. I think I'm still technically a virgin. Go ahead and put it in whenever you want."

Their body shook with soft laughter for a moment. Lifting up a bit, her hips began to move with his. Neither one of them closed their eyes for more than a tiny forced blink from pleasure. Dillon felt his orgasm building. Dropping his head, he found Alexis' breast. His lips closed around her nipple and pulled a scream of pleasure out of her. Her hand found her other nipple as he began to suckle her roughly. The slap of their bodies increased. He felt already tight muscle constrict tighter each time his lips squeezed down on the tiny nub. Her whimpering and moaning was growing louder by the minute. 

Way too soon he felt the first surge of cum leave his cock as his hips twitched uncontrollably. He felt the hot rush of liquid escape in shudder after shudder. His hips continued to flex with hers until her whole body tightened up and her nails dug painfully into his back. She let out a sharp scream and then a flood of heat washed over him as she squeezed down on his cock. He gasped at the strength that gripped him. He could feel every single tremor rippling through her as her body slowly relaxed. 

Alexis opened her eyes to see his smirking face staring down at her. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she pulled herself off the bed to kiss him. He rolled them gently to their sides. Dillon continued to slide in and out as he felt his hardness weaken slightly. It wouldn't take long before he was fully hard again. She squirmed as he positioned a pillow so they could lie face to face. 

"So, that's sex." She smiled happily at him.

Pushing back her hair, he kissed the tip of her nose. "That's my best guess. What do you think? Still love me?" 

She returned the kiss to his nose and snuggled her body closer. Her hips were responding to his. He pulled her top leg over his and began to run his fingernails down the back of it.

"Hmmm. I think you wasted eight days, asshole. But yea, still love you." 

"What the hell is up with your nipples?"

"I don't know. It's like they're attached to the tip of your dick somehow. I wasn't even close until you starting chewing on them."

"Chewing? I was nuzzling gently. Have Kyle chew on them. That's his little kink."

She wrinkled her nose and sighed. "Are you getting hard again?"

"Might be. Want to keep going?"

"Yea. I really need to pee first?"

"On me?"

He laughed when he felt the sharp sting of her hand on his ass. He propped up on the pillows and watched her walk over and sit down. She sat for a moment and then looked at him with a perturbed look on her face.

"I can't go with you staring at me." 

"You let me look at you when we were having sex. What's the problem?"

He blew her a kiss after she responded by flipping him off and then covered his head with a pillow. After a full minute of silence, he peeked at her. 

"Turn on the shower, Sweetie." 

The shower turned on and after a moment, off. He felt the bed move under him as she crawled back up to him. She pulled the pillow off his head and ran a wet hand across his face.

"Sorry, got a little on my hand." 

He saw her smiling face turn to disappointment when he didn't believe her. "That's okay. I usually have to pay extra for golden showers. So, what do you want for round two?"

"How about a gang bang?"

"Oh, crap. My magic penis turned another girl into a wonder-slut. I hate when it does that. It's gotta be the girth."

She rolled on top of him and straddled his cock. Her hands began to tease up and down his body. She leaned over for a kiss. "Tell me how I can please you."

"Make me a sandwich then shovel the walk." He yelped when her teeth latched onto his bottom lip. "Fine. Do whatever you want. I'm a guy. Everything feels good. Pretend I'm your own personal chew toy."

Her hands moved over his body with her lips close behind. Dillon sucked in his stomach at the sensation of her tongue sliding down to dart into his navel. She worked up and down his body. Kissing each and every spot over and over. Her lips were back on his as she began to grind against him. He could feel her sliding against his shaft. Her hips wiggled a bit to try and position him where she wanted and continue to kiss him at the same time.

"I thought women were supposed to be able to multitask." 

"Shut up." 

Dillon chuckled. "Either sit up and sit straight down on it or reach behind you and guide it in."

She gave him a pouty looking glare as she pushed away from him. She pulled his cock straight up and slowly sat down on it. A tiny pained grunt escaped as she found herself completely impaled on him. 

"You okay?"

Her breath was shallow. She was grimacing slightly. "Did it grow?"

"No. It's just your weight on it." He motioned for her to lie down. "Come here."

Her breath danced across his skin as she lowered her head to rest on his chest. His hand rubbed up and down her back to try and soothe her. He kissed the top of her head as her body relaxed a little at a time. 

"It's okay, Sweetie. I didn't mean to hurt you. Just relax." Pushing her up hips up a bit, he began to rock back and forth an inch at a time. He slid easy. "That okay?"

"Yea. Can I be on the bottom?"

"Okay. Roll over."

Dillon snuggled up next to her when she was on her back. He watched as her cheeks darkened. His hands moved over her body as he kissed her shoulder and then slowly worked his way around her breast before rising up to look down at her. She closed her eyes and turned away from his gaze. 

His voice was low and soothing between soft kisses as he got closer and closer to her lips. "It's okay, Honey. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I promise. You've been perfect. Just relax and let me take care of you. We have forever to practice." His fingers spread out and glided up across her labia, bringing her hips up with them. Dillon's other hand played in her hair. 

"Lex? Do you love me?"

"Yes." Came her weak reply.

"Can you look at me and say the words?"

Her eyes were large, brown, and doe-like when her face turned to look up at her brother. "I love you."

Dillon placed a warm kiss on her lips. "I love you back. Can you say it again?"

It was a soft almost inaudible whisper as her lips moved under his. "I love you, Dillon."

"I love you, Lex. Will you let me show you how much?"

She nodded. 

He found the tube of lube and unscrewed the cap as Alexis watched. Her eyes rolled back in her head as two fingers slid in as his thumb brushed against her clitoris. His fingers moved in and out twisting and turning slightly. His lips moved to her breast and slowly worked around the curves. Her soft moans became his instructor as his fingers began to brush against the wall of her vagina. He teased and played for ten minutes, stroking the growing fire at his fingertips. Crawling between her legs, he pushed down his cock and found her hips rising up at him. 

It took his breath away when he slid into her. Gripping her hips, he pulled them off the bed slightly as he stayed on his knees. She arched her back against the pressure he was creating from the angle. Her moans coming with every slow thrust of his hips. Minutes past as the heat of their bodies increased. 

"Tell me how fast or slow you want it."

"Faster. Oh, a lot faster. I'm gonna cum."

"Just from this?"

"Yes. Oh, yes."

He pulled her towards him as he deepened his thrusts. Alexis' body tightened around him with each one. Her hands went wide and gripped the blankets. Her hips quivered as she bucked underneath him. Dillon felt three tiny shuddering spasms as her body straightened then lost all its tension. A pitchy whiny moan was all he heard. He lowered himself down and continued with slower movements while his lips found her ear.

"I thought that was going to be bigger. Sorry?"

Her arms gripped his neck and squeezed way too tight. "It was amazing." 

"Honey, you're making this way too easy for me. What's the fun if you cum so quick?"

"Is that bad?" There was a bit of worry in her voice.

His deep rolling chuckle shook the bed as he pulled out and rolled to his back beside her. "No, Baby. It's wonderful. I've never felt anything like you." 

"You're done? Did you cum?"

"No. It's okay. I don't want to over do it. You might be sore in the morning. Maybe, really sore."

"But..."

Dillon interrupted her with a kiss. "Lex. This is for you. Tonight is all for you. Don't worry." 

Her hand moved down and began to stroke his cock. He cleared his throat in surprise. She watched his smirk grow and then disappear as he lowered his head and closed his eyes. 

"Is that good?"

"Perfect." 

Alexis moved down his body while her hand picked up speed. Her lips traced a line across his abdomen. Each one caused Dillon's stomach to tighten. Reaching out, his hand found the smooth skin of her back. His eyes shot open when he felt his cock suddenly engulfed in soft warmth and then her tongue begin to tease the tip. Her head bobbed.

"Son of a bitch." Dillon's hips twitched. "Honey. If you're gonna do that so well, wrap your hand around the base. Some guys are assholes. They'll try to gag you with it. You might never walk again if you sprain your uvula."

She was snorting with laughter when she came up for air. "You got a C in Health. How the hell do you even know where my uvula is?"

"I've always been good with anatomy. I got a C for getting caught with my fingers in Mr. Webster's daughter."

"Becky?"

"Well...I called her Moan-y. She got a bit too loud in bed one night and ruined my dream of college. Now get back to work. It's bad etiquette to talk during a blowjob." 

He leaned back with a smile on his face. Content to ignore her short lived glare. A hiss of air escaped when she wrapped her lips around him again. His fingernails traced up and down her back. He felt his balls tighten with pressure. Her head moved faster as her finger began to gently scratch his balls. It was Dillon's turn to have his eyes roll back in his head. He felt the orgasm build. 

"Okay...I'm cumming." 

He patted her back to warn her. It only caused her head to move faster. He groaned from the strain of trying to keep from flexing his hips into her. Dillon felt the first of six spasms explode into her mouth. There was no time to not like the experience. He loved it. Who knew his sister could do that, and so well. 

Alexis crawled up his body to stare down at him. He peeked at her with one eye before he spoke. "Yes?"

"How was that?"

"Michael is an idiot if he didn't love that." 

He pulled her head down to kiss her. His tongue slipped into her mouth as he rolled her to her back. She was caught off guard when he hopped off the bed and blew out the candle. 

"Crawl in bed, Woman. That's all you get tonight."

Dillon slid an arm under her as they cuddled up close. Their bodies pressed to one another as they faced each other on their sides. In the dark, it took him several randomly placed kissed to find her lips. They kissed and caressed for the next hour until sleep finally found her with her head on his chest. His last thought before he fell asleep was that her nose whistle was gone. 



The Family Jackson Ch. 05



---This story includes sexual scenes of an incestuous nature. All characters participating in said acts are portrayed over the age of eighteen. Please do not read any further if this subject material is offensive to you---

Dillon was resting his head on his hands watching steam swirl around in the air above his coffee cup when a warm hand found his back. He turned to see his mother walk around the kitchen counter to pour another cup and grab two large chocolate chip cookies. 

"I don't know why I can't stop eating these. They go straight to my hips."

"I learn a bit more about why I'm the way I am, everyday." Dillon pulled out the stool next to him for her and grabbed the cookie she offered.

"How's that?"

"You seriously don't understand anything about the digestive process. You must have passed down your smart genes to me. Alexis has be adopted."

"It's a figure of speech, Smartass. I think I've gained five pounds this month alone."

"There's an easy way to prevent that. Shovel the walk naked."

His Mom coughed a bit of her coffee from the snicker he'd induced, but none came out her nose this time. Her hand ran up his back to find a few hairs on the back of his neck. His head came up from the pain when she pulled at them. 

"What? It's good exercise and the shiver factor will burn double the calories. You might even make the news when the video comes out."

"And who would be shooting video of a middle-aged woman shoveling the walk?"

"Me, of course." He leaned over and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "For a mom, you're beautiful. So are your hips. "

She looked at him with a pleased but curious smile on her face. Her soft brown eyes exploring her son. The same eyes she'd passed to both her children. "Wow. You really need to find a girlfriend if you're hitting on me."

"I'd never hit on you, Mom. I might get you drunk and sneak a peek at your goodies, but I'd never hit on you."

"Good to know I have a sex offender for a son. What are you doing today?" 

"Road trip. I have to go pick up some cabinets. It'll take about three or four hours. The guy we ordered them from doesn't like traveling in snow."

She watched him take a sip of coffee before she spoke. "So, no tours of closets today?"

Coffee went out his mouth and nose as he choked and coughed. His Mom's laughter echoed all over the house as she watched her son try to regain his composure. Her hand was lightly patting him on the back as he was trying to wipe his face off.

"You deserved that, you little shit. You think Jane didn't tell me how thorough her nephew gives tours. A closet? I guess it beats the bathroom."

"Mom?" Dillon was blinking fast. He was hearing the microwave warming up. It was chuckling with evil laughter. His pecker lost two inches trying to find a way to escape.

"Don't worry, Honey. I'm the one that pushed her to you. She's been struggling for awhile. I just thought...I mean. You're a good kid. And your little panty stealing thing was pretty obvious."

Dillon looked around to make sure they were alone. "Oh shit, I'm dead. Mom, I'm sorry. Mom, I didn't mean...I..."

"Honey." She rested her palm on his cheek. Her humor lessened when she saw his panicked expression. "I said, don't worry about it. She needed what you gave her. She was thinking about leaving her husband. Tearing apart her family. You solved that. From the way she's acting and the silly little giggles, you must have really taken care of her itch."

"Mom..." Dillon squinted his eyes and absorbed the information. "Wait. You pimped me out? To my Aunt? You pimped me out to Aunt Jane. What the hell?"

She couldn't stop her laughter from returning. Dillon watched as she happily bounced and jiggled. It was slowly sinking in. Her subtle, "Take care of her. Whatever she needs," was literal. His Mom was devious. Son of a bitch, Mom was his pimp. 

"What did she say?" Dillon took a small sip of coffee to test whether or not it would stay down this time. 

"What do you mean?

"I don't know. If you would have told me what was going on, I could have taken it more serious. Gone about it differently. Am I a treating her right?"

"Honey." She ran her fingers through his hair and nodded. "Luckily she didn't get too graphic, but yea, you're doing everything right. We're both a bit mystified where a young shy respectable young man like you learned to do the things you do. I really thought you were a good boy."

He smiled at the tone of her voice. She actually used sarcasm in a sentence. "Grandma Irene taught me everything I know. That woman can work her pelvis like a tornado. You really should have her go down on you. She'd rock your pasty little thighs' world."

He took the swat to his forehead in stride. "Dillon. Dear God, you're the worst son in the world." Despite the smack, she was chuckling quietly to herself. "I do kind of have a question for you. I don't really know if I want to know the answer."

"Would you like me to lie to make you feel better?"

"No. I want the truth. Just don't go all Dillon on me. Keep it kind of clean. It's been bothering me."

"All right. I'll be mostly PG." He noticed the furrow between her eyes and decided to ease up on her. His hand ran down her back in a soothing touch.

"It's the panties. How old were you when you started taking them?"

"Twelve. I accidentally discovered them when I was tossing my dirty clothes in the hamper at Aunt Jane's. My hand came out with a pair of her panties. I don't really know why, but Mr. Happy reacted instantly. It took me a few weeks to 'accidentally' find another pair."

"What did you do with them?"

"The second time I sniffed them. I was hooked instantly. Mr. Happy needed a bit of relief and her panties became a trigger for it. I didn't really start thinking about what I was smelling for awhile. When I did, my mind started working and Aunt Jane kind of became my go-to fantasy."

"Just her?" Mom was staring intently at him. Her fingernail was nervously tapping on the counter as she toyed with her coffee cup with her other hand. 

"What do you mean?"

"I mean the girls. Alexis. Did you ever?"

Dillon shook his head. "No mom. I've never done that. They're safe with me. I promise. I would never do anything to hurt them. I was a boy and Jane was a woman. She was my first crush. I didn't even noticed or realize what girls were for. I was after full-blown women. Aunt Jane was enough for quite awhile."

"You just sniff them? I mean...nothing else?"

"Like wear them or rub on them?" Dillon chuckled and got up to fix a bowl of cereal. "My mind is colorful enough. I don't know. There's just something about the smell of a woman and the taste of her. It effects me. I'm sort of reverent with them. It's not something dirty. Not the way my mind works. Not anymore." He looked up to see his Mom flinch a bit and color start working up her cheeks. "Too much?"

"No. I'd like to know how your brain works. Jane and I talked when you were a kid. She noticed a few panties missing over the years and they seemed to coincide with your visits. It didn't take long to figure it out. I kind of got paranoid and a bit scared. You never took Alexis'. I know that, but mine seemed to have legs occasionally."

Dillon hung his head and covered his face. "You really want to know this?"

"No. But yes."

"Shit." His bright red face appeared over his hands. They both looked at each other as he took a few deep breaths. "I was a bit slow noticing you, but yea, when I was about fourteen I figured out what the smell I liked, was. It was arousal. When a woman got wet. It became my boyhood mission to study what caused it and how to induce it. I was a fanatic for awhile. You were reading a lot of romance novels back then. I used to watch you sitting on the couch with your nose stuffed in a book. You have a tell."

"A what?"

"A tell. A way to know what your thinking or when you're lying. It's a poker term. When something you were reading got you going you'd brush your thumb across the top of your breast while you read. I'd wait until you did that and then sift through the hamper to find the pair you'd been wearing."

Her face took a turn buried in her hands as she shook her head. She shot him a minor glare when she heard him chuckle, but didn't say a word.

"You smell and taste different than Aunt Jane. You have a deeper richness. I guess. It's kind of hard to explain. I love it, though."

"I'd really appreciate it if you didn't." Came her muffled response.

"A bit much finding out your son's thought all sorts of naughty things about you?"

"A lot much." Mom's eyes appeared over her hand to look at him. You...You tasted me?"

Dillon shrugged and gave her a crooked smile. "I had to. The smell of Aunt Jane faded and a boy has needs. You where a happy substitute. Sorry. Since then I've learned to put them in sandwich bags to prolong the scent."

She had an almost pained expression on her face when she finally uncovered it completely. Her hands were flat on the counter and her lungs seemed to be working overtime. "So, you have fantasized about me?"

"You got a lot of action when I was seventeen. Grandma would have been impressed."

"Dillon." Her perturbed mother's voice came out. 

"Sorry, Mom." He shrugged and walked over to wrap his arm around her and kissed the top of her head. "I was full of hormones and lust. It took me awhile to mature. I'd never do the things I first thought. Not to you, or anyone I loved. Not anyone, now. Despite my obvious freakiness, I am a gentleman." He kissed her again. "I just might have to steal your panties sometime. It's been too long." 

"The hell you will. I'm buying a safe for the hamper."

"Can I go now? This sharing is overrated. I'd love a dysfunctional family that never speaks for awhile."

"Yes, Honey." She watched him walked through the kitchen headed for his room. "Would you mind if Jane went with you today? She seems to need company."

"Really?"

"Unless you can't take an hour or two to find a place to pull off and talk."

"We leave in twenty."

Aunt Jane laughed for the first thirty minutes of the trip. Her intermittent giggling fits were starting to grate on Dillon after awhile. He loaded up the cabinets and was halfway home when he pulled off on a small side road and found a small camping site in the trees. Jane's giggles slowed and her eyes wandered to the back seat of the pickup. She watched him put it in park and hop out to open her door and then the back door. When he climbed in behind her on the bench seat, her giggles started again.

"If I didn't love you, I'd hate you, woman."

"Sorry. You should know girls can never keep secrets."

Dillon tossed his jacket in the front seat and then his shirt. Jane leaned back and seemed happy to watch him strip. Only after he was done did she undress and pile her clothes neatly on the seat. She helped him spread a blanket and then surprised him by immediately straddling him. 

"Wow, Janie. Who knew giggling got you all worked up."

"It wasn't the giggling. It was the two hour drive knowing this was waiting for me." Her hands slid down to his cock as she snuggled closer and sat down on it. She let out a relaxed sigh. Her lips were against his forehead. "God, that feels amazing." 

"You have no idea how amazing." Dillon was in heaven. Completely surrounded in the wet warmth of his first crush. 

While Jane's hips began to rock back and forth, Dillon did everything he could with her breasts. They were perfectly placed before him. His tongue and lips didn't miss a bit of skin. She kept rolling her head against his as her breathing got more labored. With a nipple safely being suckled, he ran his fingertips down her back and then back up his hands stretched out with his warm palms trying to feel all of her. He found her arms and her legs. Running his fingers across the bottoms of her feet and to glance over her outer knees. Jane's body pressed against him. Melting under the continual sensations of his hands roaming over her skin. Her hips began to move with more urgency as the minutes lengthened.

"Slow down." Dillon smiled into the hungriest eyes he'd ever seen. "Make it last, Sweetie. I need to feel this for as long as I can."

"I can't." She pulled his face up and kissed him for the first time. Her tongue immediately sliding into his mouth. Her tiny grunts were raspy. Filling his mouth with each exhale. 

Reaching around her, he slid his hand over her ass to feel his cock sliding in and out of her. Jane involuntarily jerked from the added sensation. 

"Easy." He whispered into her mouth as he stroked her lips gently. "Do you want me to speed this up?"

"Uh-huh. Make me cum, Dillon." 

He could feel her body begin to shake on top of him. Her hips were rocking as fast as she could make them. His fingers were worked her juices away from his cock. He teased the skin just underneath her pussy. Tiny little flicks of his fingertip and then across the bud of her ass. Each time his finger circles her asshole, her hands gripped tighter to his face. Her breath rolling over his face was like a furnace. 

"Push back and rub your clit." He instructed as his finger toyed with the tight pucker of her asshole. 

With one hand holding onto the back of his neck, she pushed back so her other hand could drop to her clitoris. Dillon matched the speed of her hips with his finger as he concentrated more and more on her ass. He could feel her orgasms start. Her head flared back to stretch out her neck as she screamed.

"Dillon. Oh, yes."

He gripped her hair with his free hand to hold her head back as her stomach muscles tightened. His middle finger pushed harder into her ass until his it sunk to the first knuckle. She let out surprised squeak.

"Keep rubbing. Rub through it." He ordered as he began tiny fast probes with his finger. 

Jane's trembles slowed and her body began to relax when a sharp violent muscle twitch caused her body to start over. He let go of her hair and pinched her nipple lightly. She let out a deep-throated moan as her head crashed to his shoulder. Her hands found his biceps to grip him tightly as she fought against her own body's convulsions. She seemed to turn to jelly after her hands slid down to lie limply at her sides. 

Dillon began his full body caresses again. He moved her hair away so he could lick the spot behind her ear, as she lay immobile against him. His fingers were like warm feathers on her skin. 

"I love being inside you, Janie."

She pushed up to find his lips. Their tongues met and danced for awhile before she rested her head back down on his shoulder. "I love the way you say that. I need a bit of rest before..."

"Shhh. I'm loving just the feel of you. I'll stay just like this forever if you let me. I love how wet I make you. And how you cum." 

His hands moved slower across her back and sides. Jane moved her neck to guide his lips where she wanted them as she occasionally sighed in contentment. 

"Sorry I poked you in the bum bum, Aunt Jane." 

She groaned and chuckled silently, her entire body shaking. "That was definitely different."

"Good or bad?"

"I think good. I couldn't tell which spark was more intense. Everything was rushing through me all at once. I didn't know multiple orgasms were possible. It was the most intense thing I've ever experienced."

Dillon let out a low playful grumble. "Being a dude sucks. I'd never leave my vibrator if I were all girly. I'm seriously thinking about breast implants."

"The hell you are, you demented freak."

"Think about it." They stared at each other, as his smile grew lopsided. "Imagine your amazing titties rubbing against mine. I promise to keep my boy parts. I think you might be getting attached to him."

"Hmm. You are the weirdest kid I know." She said with a roll of the eyes as her hips began to move into him. She frowned when his hands gripped her to stop her movements. 

"Not yet. I need to clean you up a bit."

"What?"

"I need to lick my baby first." His tongue came out and wiggled over his teeth. "I haven't had my taste yet."

"It's kind of cramped in here. And I'm not as flexible as I used to be. How are we going to go about this?"

"Hands and knees, Baby. Just point that pretty little ass up at me and I'll be in heaven."

"Little? Damn you lie well." She slid off of him and positioned herself on a pile of blankets and pillows he'd stashed on the floor. 

Crawling behind her, his hands were roaming across her again. As he began to lick up the back of her leg. "Auntie Jane, I love this little thing. I don't know what you see when you look at it, but it's the most beautiful teardrop shaped ass I've ever seen."

He watched her squirm under the compliment and his tongue sliding between the crack of her ass. His hands had free range now. While he licked every bit of moisture from between her legs, his hands explored. He massaged her ass cheeks with deep rolling grips as he began licking the length of her labia. First along the outside and then long slow licks to the inside until her hips began rocking into him. The first time his tongue slid across her asshole, she let out a deep whining breath. Spreading her cheeks with his thumbs, he licked a long slow circle around it. Dillon had to get a firmer grip to control her hips. 

"Go ahead and take care of yourself, Sweetie. I know you want to."

His vibrating chuckle at how fast her hand moved between her legs brought a short grunt out of her. He started laughing when she pushed back hard with her ass to smack him in the face. His tongue teased and licked up and down the smooth crevice of her ass. Licking and sucking on the tiny bud as her fingers played and probed. It took less then two minutes for her next orgasm to roll through her. As her body was settling back down, he kept running his hands up and down her spine as he kissed her hips and the small of her back. Her body slowly shrunk into a little ball.

He left a hand on her to caress the back of her legs as he found a small bottle of mouth wash. Jane's head turned.

"Sorry. I didn't think you'd want to kiss me after that." 

"Hadn't even thought of it. You licked my asshole." The realization of it was beginning to sink in. He saw a bit of worry appear.

Dillon shrugged and pulled her down and crawled behind so they were on their sides. His cock was pressed against her ass. "Yea, I did. The freaky part is your body loved it."

"How is that possible? I always thought I was normal."

"What's abnormal about liking your body touched and kissed and licked?"

Dillon's lips found the spot behind he ear as his hands moved around to gently run his hand in a circle over her stomach. She turned her body slightly to let him find the side of her bottom breast. Her eyes were closed. She was just breathing in the steamy musk-filled heat their bodies had caused in the confines of the running vehicle. 

"I don't know. I'm beginning to think there's nothing wrong with any of this. I could almost fall asleep right here."

"That would be okay. I've always wondered if I could give a girl an orgasm while she's sleeping."

"Hmmm. Do your hands ever stop?" She looked at him from the corner of her eye with a tiny smile.

"Nope. Not until I pull two more orgasms out of you."

"Two? Not possible."

"Wanna bet?"

"God, no. You'll figure out how to do it. How? How are you so good at this?"

"A few really patient girlfriends that let me do anything I wanted. I lost count of how many massages I've given over the years. And my tongue's got more than a thousand hours of solid licking under its belt. It gave me a reputation in school. It was fun. You can't imagine how much tail you get if the girls learn you go down faster than they can."

Dillon pushed her away slightly so he could position his cock between her legs. They lifted for him without any hesitation. He groaned when his cock was gripped in the heat of her pussy. His hips moved in a slow manner. At first she let him, but after several minutes of his slow pace she needed more.




The Family Jackson Ch. 05



"Damn you." She said in a happy voice and snuggled her body closer. Her hand reached around to play in his hair as he kissed her shoulder. 

"Try to keep it slow this time. I promise, you'll like it."

"I'm trying, but you do things to me." 

Dillon's hips stilled and Jane's took over. She grunted after a minute when she realized she was the only one moving. His hands were still teasing her breasts and stomach, never really gripping, just gliding over her skin damp with perspiration. As gently as he could he took a nipple between his fingers and began to twist his fingers slowing building the pressure he was using. Her hips slammed backwards as her body shuddered. Her hand left his hair to begin rubbing between her legs. 

"Remember to rub through it, Honey. Just keep rubbing until you can't take it."

Dillon's began thrusting into her forcefully as she nodded. Her thighs were pressed tight. He knew it was too late for him. The tightening muscles gripping his cock were already pulling his orgasm out of him. His nose was flooded with the scent of her. The sheer liquid heat of her, even her groans were getting to him. He felt the first surge of semen leave his cock as he let out all the air in his lungs into the back of her neck. Dillon gripped her hip and kept pulling her into his thrusts. 

He was still thrusting into her a minute later when she finally came in a series of tiny spasms. They rolled over her one after another, stretching out until her body seemed to fly apart. Her fingers finally came to rest as she pulled away from him and fell off the seat and slid to the floor with a thud. 

Dillon's loud booming laughter mixed with hers as she slowly crawled back up to sit wrapped up in his lap. Her head rested on the cool window as he covered them with a blanket. Once again, his hands ran over her body. He'd been watching her face for two minutes before her eyes opened to catch him. He pulled her chin around and kissed her with a tiny brush of the lips. 

"What am I supposed to do now?" Jane asked as she pressed her forehead against his. 

"What do you want to do?"

"Crawl in your bed and never leave. I'm pretty sure I just fell in love with you. God help me, but I did."

Dillon ran a hand across her cheek and kissed her even softer. "I guess I shouldn't have licked your poopie hole, huh?"

Her arms wrapped around him when she couldn't stop the tears from falling. They fell like a floodgate as she buried her face into his neck. All Dillon could do was hold her tighter. His warm breath cascading over her forehead as his fingers ran in a tiny circle at her hip. Her tears stopped after five minutes when she fell asleep in his arms. 

Thirty minutes later, they were on their way as she sat crossways with her bare feet resting on his leg. Her head was resting on the seat watching his fingers idling teasing the top of her foot. From time to time their eyes would meet and then hers would fall. 

"What are you thinking?" He asked.

"That I honestly love you. I don't know how. I know it's stupid, but I do. There's no way I can leave my husband for you. I mean, you're my nephew. I have a daughter older than you."

"We could always try for a threesome. I doubt if she's getting any at the moment. Unless Pops is giving it to her. That man can lay the pipe if what Grandma says is true."

She kicked him with her heel. "Why do you have to be such an ass at times?" 

His voice turned serious as he watched the traffic on the road. "Habit. My true nature popping up. I know this is all it can ever be. Hiding, sneaking, but it's worth it for me. I can live with this. If this is all we can have, I accept it. I do love you, Janie." He sighed and looked at her stomach. "I would love to see my baby growing in you. That's gotta be the freakiest thing I've ever envisioned. Making love to you knowing my child is inside of you."

He turned back to the road and drove in silence for twenty minutes. Jane didn't make a sound. When he snuck a peek at her, she had both hands on her belly. He saw the effort it took for her to swallow when she noticed him looking at her. 

Dillon gave her a wry smile. "It would be such a beautiful baby."

"It would. It would be ours."

The rest of the ride was filled with quiet conversation. Little things to avoid the underlying sadness of the situation. Dillon hadn't lied. Not even a little bit. He didn't know how it was possible to love so easily. He loved everything about her. The soft breasts that hung a little lower then they had a few years ago, her hips that had spread with childbirth, and her amazing insecurity of not knowing how beautiful she was. 

Three blocks from home, he pulled to a stop and drew her into a kiss. It lasted ten minutes. There was no raw sexual need to it. It was simply a tender kiss stretching as long as they could make it last. She smiled when he opened the door to help her out of the pickup. Her hand slipped into his as they walked to the door and he opened it for her. 

He was staring up at snow falling on him as he sat trying to drown his pecker in the hot tub when the girls found him. They piled in one at a time. Kara moved quicker than the rest as she hurried to hide her lanky body under the rolling bubbles. He felt Samantha's legs fall into his lap and his hand naturally fell to begin massaging them.

"How was your trip with Mom?" Samantha asked as she sipped a beer.

"Great, I found out she's a screamer." 

"Your driving does suck. What could you two possibly talk about for six hours?" 

"How your boyfriend knocked you up and ran off with his high school sweetheart. It was a gripping tale. I barely stayed awake through it."

"Shut up. He was just a cute little piece I picked up in a bar. I hate that little prick. He actually cried after we had sex. And it was really short-lived sex. How do you feel guilty after having no-strings-attached sex?"

"It was probably how bad you are in bed. I've heard some really frightening stories about you. There was even a documentary."

"Would you two shut up." Amber splashed at them both. "You two never quit picking at each other."

Dillon reached out and pulled the thirteen-year-old into his arms and dunked her. She came up sputtering and trying to elbow him. "Who are you? My sweet little Amber is usually face down in a phone texting something to her imaginary boyfriend."

"He's not imaginary."

"Uh-huh. I bet he's gorgeous. Zit free and all manly."

"Please." Kara laughed. "There isn't a muscle on the kid. All he is a skeleton with lips. I swear from the marks he leaves on her, he's at least half leech."

Amber glared and tried to splash her as the rest of them laughed at her. Dillon dunked her again and held her on his lap. After awhile, she settled down and rested her head on his shoulder.

"A boyfriend, huh?" Dillon asked quietly in her ear.

"Yea." She said suspiciously.

"Is he good to you?"

"Yes."

"All the time?"

"I don't know. We fight some."

"Over what?" 

"Stuff."

"Wow. Like candle fragrances and how to properly tune an engine?"

"Shut up. Just stuff."

"Like maybe he's pressuring you into doing things you're not sure about?"

He felt her tense, but ignore question. He placed a soft kiss on her cheek and gave her a gentle squeeze.

"You could talk to someone about it. Samantha's a pretty good expert on making mistakes with boys. Me too. I don't know how many have lied their asses off to get into my panties."

"You're such a dork. It's not important. I'm not doing anything I don't want to do."

"If you ever get to the point that you are. I'll listen. I am pretty good at knowing what a boy is thinking. It could give you an advantage. I'll even give you the real sex talk your parents are afraid to give."

"Like you're an expert. I don't see you with any girls. What's up with that?"

"I love my family. I get to hang out with four beautiful girls in a hot tub and not have to worry that all they want from me is my body. It's nice. Even man-whores need a break."

"Are you ever going to stop being a dork?"

Dillon chuckled happily in her ear before giving up on prying into her life. "You still playing softball this spring?"

"Yea. I've already been asked to play on the summer team. We play close to fifty games this year. Will you be able to come watch me?"

"Of course. Not all fifty, but I'll come to all of them I can. You know you're my favorite little all-star. Hopefully I can meet the leech and kick his ass for fighting with you."

"You wouldn't dare." Amber glared at him for a minute before slipping along side of him and resting her head on his shoulder.

They settled back in front to the TV and curled up for the rest of the night. Kyle was fussy enough for Kara and Amber to leave the house and spend the night in Dillon's room. Eventually Kyle settled down and the house resumed its normal snoring baritones. Samantha was aggravated enough to shoo Dillon into Alexis' room for the night. 

Their clothes hit the floor as soon as the lights were turned off. The soft rustle of the blankets and a tiny spring squeaking is all the sound in the room. Alexis' arms opened to allow Dillon to slide on top of her and find her neck with his lips. Her knees came up and spread to flatten her pelvis as his cock began to press against her. She let him work over her neck, kissing and nibbling the skin of her shoulders. Reaching above her head, she gripped the arched metal headboard.

Dillon moved his hands up to grip her arms as his kisses moved down her chest. As slow as he could, he spread his tongue flat and licked up her side until he was deep into her armpit. He tasted her salty skin and chlorine. His grip tightened on her arms as she tried to wiggle free.

"What the hell? Get the hell out of my armpit."

"Shhh. Trust me. Just relax. I'm going to lick every inch of you tonight."

"Every inch?" Her head came up to look at him in the darkness. The Christmas lights hanging from the eaves just outside the window gave the room a dim green and red glow. 

"I might skip your bum bum hole, tonight. But yea, I'm going to taste every bit of your skin. If you relax and trust me, you'll cum way before the pokey pokey starts."

Alexis dropped her head back on the pillow as she shook her head. "How old are you?"

"A lady never tells, Princess. Now, keep quiet so we don't get caught with my tongue in your hidey-hole." 

Dillon slid up and kissed her to stop her from laughing out loud. His hands slid into hers as their tongues moved to meet in the middle and then take turns surrendering. Inadvertently, they timed their kisses with the snores of their father. Slow and rhythmic, he was like a metronome. Dillon's fingers curled in her palms to lightly scratch. As he worked down her body, his fingers moved down the inside of her arms. He was careful to avoid her nipples. Tonight was going to take forever. 

It took him thirty minutes to get to her navel. And then to her surprise, he turned her over and worked up her back. Her flesh had grown hot to his touch. Still under the blankets, beads of sweat were starting to form. Soft cooing grunts escaping with each deep lick. His hands were caressing her back when his lips found her ass and it pressed up towards him. 

"Please, Dillon. I need you." 

"I know you do, Baby. I promise I'll make it all better. Just let me love you this way. This is how I wanted your first time to be. Nice and slow and wonderful. Just enjoy this."

She grunted her acceptance as she buried her head into the mattress. Working down her legs, he rose to his knees and pulled her foot up. Each toe was pulled into his mouth as his fingers ran down her calves. Suckling all ten toes. One leg at a time, he worked his way back up until he wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her up to her knees. 

"Just point you ass up to me, Lex. Arch your back and put your head back down on the bed."

She obeyed, giving him complete access to anything and everything. Trusting him completely. He groaned when his fingers found her inner thighs dripping with moisture. Leaning close, Dillon exhaled a deep long breath between her legs. Letting the hot air slide between her widening lips. He used long slow licks with his tongue flat against the back of her legs. His massaging fingers found her skin fevered. She couldn't stop her body from pushing back at him. It knew what was coming and needed him.

When his tongue snaked out to dip between her lips for the first time her entire body spasmed and shook. It pulled a sharp squeak out of her before she could bury her face back into the bed to muffle her cries. Her body straightened as she collapsed on the bed, twisting and turning as she fell. Her hands went between her legs to hold onto the orgasm as longs as she could. Dillon just watched her, mesmerized at what he could do to her. She had the shortest fuse of any girl he'd ever been with. It was beautiful. 

After Alexis got control of her body, she turned underneath him to stare happily up at him with a little girl's smile pasted on her face. "Wow."

"Yep. I'm a god. The Greeks used to worship my immortal penis. They named cities after it."

"I'm glad you're so modest." She pushed up to kiss him. Her arms wrapping around his neck to pulled him down on top of her. He went willingly.

"Divine and humility don't belong together, Sweetie. Now, let me go say hello to her properly."

"No. It's pokey pokey time." 

"But..."

"Shut it." Alexis wiggled underneath him. "Let me try to be on top."

"One kiss. Let me give her one sweet little kiss and we'll switch."

Alexis nodded and gave him a parting kiss as she pushed him down her body. She growled happily when he took his time. This time focusing on her nipples as he teased and nipped at them. His hands stayed on her breasts as he moved across her stomach to find her legs opening wider for his attention. The entire room was filled with her musky heat. This close, it was a deep pungent fragrance like no other. God, he wanted to bottle it. One kiss led to two, until she was writhing underneath him as his hands continued to toy with her breasts. 

Grabbing a pillow to cover her moans, she raised her head long enough to speak in a breathy whisper. "Pinch them. I'm so close."

With his tongue twirling and probing inside her and his nose gently rubbing against her clit, he rolled each nipple between his fingers. The weight of his arms was the only things holding her down as her entire body began to buck under him. The wetness was seeping out of her. When he let go of a deep resonating growl inside her, her knees flew up, as her body seemed to tighten into a ball. He looked up in time to see her clutching at the pillow. A long drawn out huffing noise was all he heard before her legs slid down his back and then fell to the bed. 

Dillon crawled up to her side and kissed her sweaty cheek. He could see her unfocused eyes trying to find him. With just his palm, he made large slow circles over her abdomen. His eyes and voice matched in their softness.

"I don't know if I can improve on that, Lex."

"Hmm. You don't need to. Just do that to me everytime or I'll tell Mom."

"That would be an interesting conversation. Mommy, Dillon won't eat me like he used to. Make him do me, Mommy."

Alexis slapped his ass as she rolled over and kissed him. Gripping her head in his hands, he rolled until she was on top. Her body slid easily against him as she scooted down to rest her head on his chest. She took a big breath and let it out before raising herself up and scooting her hips down. 

"Just raise up to your knees and slowly sit down on it. If it's too much just leaned down and rest your elbows along my sides. It'll be fine, Sweetie."

Closing her eyes, she followed his instructions. Guiding him inside as she lowered herself an inch. Little by little with tiny little flexes of her hip, she sunk onto him. Dillon felt her muscles give way. The sheer silky wetness of her made it seem effortless. His chuckling sigh at how tight she gripped his cock was out of pure ecstasy.

"What?" Her worried voice caused him to look up at her.

"Nothing, Lex. You're just wonderful. They way it feels to be inside you. I've never been someone's true first. Not like this. I just...you're mine. I'm just realizing that. That no one has ever had you this way."

Rising up, he pulled her head down so his tongue could slip between her lips. She sat there, fully impaled on him as their kiss deepened. Their tongues twisted and turned. His hand gripped her hair tight. His need increasing each time she sighed. One by one, he pulled her legs around until they all four of her limbs were wrapped around him. 

They began tiny little flexes of their hips. Once again, they timed their movements to the rumbling snores echoing through the house. Dillon opened his eyes as she began tiny little kisses to see her staring at him. Her eyes were fathomless in their darkness. She smiled when he noticed.

"What?" He asked. 

"Nothing. I'm just happy. What you just said. It's how I feel." 

"Well, put a pin in that and we'll get back to it after you get your big brother off." He gave her a quick playful kiss. "You think you can be quiet if I play with your boobies while we do this?"

"Not a chance. You touch them now and I'll wake the dead."

"Fine. We'll put some pasties on them next time so I can at least play a little. A little glitter and we can test your skill with a pole."

Alexis' nails digging into his neck was the only sign of displeasure. Pulling her head back by her hair, his lips descended on her neck as they began to grind more forcefully. Over and over, his tongue moved dangerously close to her nipples. 

With a whispered, "Shhh." He engulfed her small breast into his mouth, pulling all he could inside. 

Her hips rocked against him. He could hear the soft rhythmic noises of his cock sliding in and out of her. The absolute tightness of her was going to milk the cum from his cock. 

"Honey, I'm too close to get you there. Just keep doing that with your hips. I'll make it up to you, I promise." He said in a desperate huffing whine.

She seemed to take pleasure from the anguish she was causing. She pushed away from him and quickly knelt so she could straddle him. With all her weight, she sunk down on him with a vengeance. All Dillon could do was fall back on the bed and watch as his little sister rode him. Her hands against his stomach, her breasts bouncing slightly as the wet smack of their skin grew louder. Dillon did everything he could to hang onto his orgasm. He never wanted the sight before him to end. 

Her smile of animalistic pleasure was as pure as the heated sex filling the room. She let out a surprised grunt when his hips came up to crash into hers. Nodding, she increased the force she was driving down with. Each time their bodies met, a deep husky grunt escaped. 

Dillon felt it begin. The rolling pressure steadily got more intense until it finally erupted in a shuddering flash of total release. The last thing he saw before his eyes slammed shut was Alexis' mouth open in a large smile. His hands found her hips and stopped her as he pumped his cum as deep as he could into her. Rope after spurting rope filled her. When he was finished, he pulled her down by her hair to wrap her in a bear hug. 

"Damn, Woman." His breath was heavy and labored in her ear. "My sister isn't supposed to do that. Not like that. That was just sweaty goodness. If you're close, just grind against me. I'd love to give her a kiss, but felching isn't my thing."

"Felching?"

"That's what they call sucking my cum back out of you."

Her head came up to show her distorted face grimacing at the thought. "Oh My God, that is so gross. Have you done that?"

"Once, but I was really drunk. He said it would be super sexy. I never imagined I could be that flexible."




The Family Jackson Ch. 05



Alexis covered his mouth so he couldn't speak as she shook her head frantically. "Would you just stop talking? You're a freak. Oh My God, you're such a freak."

Sliding off of him, she reached under the bed and fumbled around fore awhile. Coming back up, she lay beside him. A distinct buzzing sound started as she dropped her head onto a pillow and sighed. Dillon watched as it took her less than a minute to clamp her legs together while her orgasm overwhelmed her. One tiny grunt was all he heard before all the air rushed out of her lungs. Pulling the covers over them, he began running his hands over her inflamed skin. She lay happily staring at him from her pillow with a content little smile on her face. 

"You know what Grandma says. If you need electronic assistance, you lack imagination. Where did my virginal little sister get such a nasty little thing?"

"A store. We can't all have premature issues with panties."

"So build up your hand eye coordination. Or work on being ambidextrous. Don't be bitter at how good I am. Not everyone can be a masturbatory savant. But if you really work on your technique, you'll eventually be able to cum with your eyes closed. You can do anything you put your little mind to, Princess Perky Tits."

"Shut up." 

Alexis snuggled closer and found herself quickly entwined with no possibility of escape. His lips shut them both up. Dillon fell asleep to his sister's warm breath on his neck as their bodies melted into one. 

Sunlight wasn't even close to appearing when Dillon woke to a sharp pain to his forehead. Blurry eyed, he looked up to see Samantha staring down at him with disapproval. Blinking, he turned to see it was barely past six. He groaned and snuggled closer to the warmth in his arms.

"What?"

He felt the covers lift briefly and the fall back down. "You're naked in your sister's bed, you dumbass. Do you want your mother or father to peek in here when they get up?"

Dillon groaned and stretched a bit without disturbing Alexis. As gently as he could, he unwrapped from her. Her eyes fluttered open briefly and then shut tight. When he was finally free and standing beside the bed, Samantha shook her head. 

"What's wrong, now?"

"You're already hard. You're like a freak of nature."

"It's morning wood. Once I take a piss, you'll have to work on it if you want any."

"Oh, and how are we supposed to do that?"

"The shower, Crooked Tits. Unless you want to hop up on the roof and play, Santa and his little reindeer." 

Her grip on his cock wasn't gentle. It brought a snickering whine from him as she led him to Alexis' bathroom and shut the door. She let go of him to turn on the shower and strip out of her clothes. Dillon watched for a bit, until she looked up and noticed him just standing with his arms crossed and his cock staring at her.

"Take your piss and brush your teeth, jackass. "I had to listen to you two for over an hour last night. I'm surprised your Mom didn't hear you."

"Please. She wears earplugs." He rolled his eyes and stood at the toilet. "I kind of like the thought of you standing with your ear to the door, listening to us. Did it make my sweet baby all weepy?"

Samantha growled and bent over to brush her teeth. "She's just as bad as him. The bitch cried all night for you. Now, hurry up."

"I'm beginning to think you only want me for my wee willy." Dillon eventually succeeded in emptying his bladder. Brushing his teeth as fast as he could, he hopped into the shower and immediately pulled her against him from behind. Her hand was already caressing him to make him even harder. It wasn't necessary, but it was sweet.

"Just a nice hard pokey? Or do you want some romance." Dillon nipped at her shoulder. 

"Just ram the little fucker into me. She'll warm up to you. Then poke the shit out of her until she shuts up. The little monster will be waking up soon."

"Wow, Cousin. Who taught you to talk like that? He gets so intimidated when you get all demanding."

Samantha bent over slightly and slid herself onto his waiting cock. Dillon smiled at how wet and hot she was. There wasn't a need to go slow. Gripping her hips, he drove into her. The air left her in one giant grunt. 

"Oh, Shit. That's what I need. Just pound the shit out of me."

Dillon was fighting back his chuckle as she reached out and braced against his driving hips. Her thighs came together as she squeezed down to make herself tighter. The humor left him. She wanted it quick and dirty. The way her pussy was gripping him would make it way too quick. Closing his eyes, he dug his fingers into her hip and began quick thrusts. 

The water streamed over her back and ran like a river down the crack of her ass and over his cock. Her squeaks were back as she tried to stay quiet. The sheer heat rolling over his cock as he plunged into her was mind blowing. She surprised him when she lowered her head down and found a different angle for him to penetrate her. He had to take a firmer grip so she wouldn't fall. Reaching around her body, her hand slipped between her cheeks and began to rub frantically at her tight little pucker. The other hand was between her legs.

Within minutes, Dillon felt her entire body shiver. He caught a glimpse of a finger slipping into her ass for the briefest moment and then race to her face so she could bite down on her hand to stop the scream from being too loud. Her knees gave out. Dillon helped her to her knees as he slipped out of her. While she curled in a ball with the water pouring down, he kissed up her spine to give her time to gather herself.

"Where did that come from?" Dillon whispered into her skin.

"Hmm. I needed that. I dreamed of you doing that to me last night. Just hard and fast. Give me a minute and I'll take care of you."

"Take your time. I'm not going anywhere."

Her head came off her knees as she turned to look behind her. Her wet hair hanging against her face. "How do you want it?" 

"Think you can wrap those gorgeous thighs around me while I pin you to the wall?"

Helping her to her feet, Dillon easily picked her up as her legs hooked around him. Lifting her up, he slowly lowered her until he was embedded as deep as possible. He was smiling when he kissed her. Her eyes grew suspicious, but when his kiss deepened, she gave up caring. With his arms under her butt, he lifted her so he could drive his hips into her. Her moans were louder as she directed them into his mouth. He could feel her fingers digging into his shoulder as they both flared their hips as their pelvises met. 

Her hands went up behind her to grip the edge of the tiny window frame above the shower and lifted up slightly. Dillon gave her a twinkling smile and then stepped back a bit. Without all her weight on him, he was able to increase the speed of his thrusts. His mouth surrounded her nipple and suckled. The tiny bit of sweet tasting liquid hit his tongue as he felt her entire body groan from the sensation. Working his mouth to take just her nipple into his mouth, his tongue teased then curled as he suckled a little harder. 

Samantha shrieked and lost her grip on the wall. Her hands gripped his neck as she arched her back so he could continue feeding off of her. "The other one. Suck them both."

Dillon moved between the two breasts as his hip continued. He was thoroughly engrossed in the new form of pleasure he was giving his cousin. The more he sucked at her, the more she moaned. With one hand around his neck and her shoulder blades against the wall, her other hand went behind her and disappeared. He felt her body begin to lose coordination. 

The first feeling of release surprised him. It really didn't. He'd felt it coming, but was so engrossed in the new taste that was sliding down his throat. It was the third groaning spasm before his head came up to look at Samantha with a bit of fear. He was cumming deep inside of her as her own orgasm was beginning. Her head flared back and then she pulled herself tight to his body and sunk her teeth into his shoulder. They both jerked and convulsed into each other's 

Dillon picked her up as her legs disengaged. He held her tight as her head rested on his chest. "I'm gonna so knock you up, aren't I?"

"Hmm. Probably. I don't care anymore. It feels so good."

"Huh. I'd kind of like to poke your tight little body for awhile before you get all porpoise-ey again."

Her head came up as she shook her head with her bottom lip in a tight little frown. "Watch it, jackass. I can rearrange where your twig and berries go if you're not careful."

Dillon shot her a smile filled with playful challenge. "There's my little squirrel girl. Funny, she's all nice and sweet before she gets filled up with my acorn juice, but the second after, she turns feral. Don't worry. I'll bang the shit out of my knocked up cousin. I hear pregnant chicks get all horny and stuff. I wonder what a cousin who likes to boink twenty-four seven is like."

"Shut up and take your shower. You get to go explain to my son why you just stole his breakfast."

"Shit. He's going to kick my ass, isn't he."

He was quick with his shower. With a soft playful kiss and a squeeze of Samantha's ass, he slipped out of Alexis' room and found Kyle running a marathon on his back. His toothless grin widened as he caught sight of Dillon. He changed him quickly. With Kyle, cuddled up in his arms, Dillon went downstairs.

The kitchen was empty when he got there. With one hand, he started warming up some milk and struggled to make the coffee. Kyle was happy to be shuffled around in his arms during the process. 

"Sorry, buddy." Dillon gave him a kiss on the top of the head before offering him the bottle. Easing back, he snuggled into the overstuffed chair in the front room. "Mommy had her milk stolen. It must have been a cat burglar. Or Santa. Maybe I should sleep with her from now one to make sure her boobies are safe." Dillon scrunched up his face. "That doesn't make any sense. We don't have a cat. It must have been Santa. Hmm. Between you and me, your Mommy's milk is delicious. And you are a bit pudgy. We're gonna have to put you on a diet."

A half-hour later, Dillon was woken up when the empty bottle was taken out of his hand. Aunt Jane leaned down and kissed him on the lips. It was soft and warm. The tenderness of it brought Dillon's hand up to find hers. Before she knelt at his feet, she leaned over and kissed her grandson. Her hand resting on his leg as he held it.

"Need anything?" She was smiling at the two of them. 

"Another kiss. Maybe a cup of coffee."

He got his wish in a long lingering kiss and then the view of her ass in a tight pair of flannel pants walking away. When she returned with a cup of coffee, he was on the couch. She snuggled up beside him and kissed him again. 

"How did you happen to find this little guy?" Jane rested her head on his shoulder, her hand resting on Dillon's.

"Sammy had to pump. The little rat wouldn't wake up in time. Her left boobie exploded all over me. She kicked me out of the shower after we had dirty dirty sex. You would have loved it. Your daughter knows all the bad words. It's kind of scary."

"Ah, Dillon. Lord knows she could use a good screwing, but I'm not really willing to share you with my daughter. Besides, you two would end up killing each other. You're too alike. It's like you're twins."

"Damn. I was hoping for a three-way. It's my New Year's resolution."

"Sorry. What are you doing today?"

"Nothing. We're done for a few days. I have a couple things I need to clean up, but I can do that whenever I want." He nudged her with his shoulder. "What are your plans?"

"Shopping. All the girls are going to attack the stores. Interested?"

"I'd rather have gonorrhea again." Her head came up and leveled a glare with a bit of worry around the edges. It caused him to chuckle. "Kidding."

"Uh-huh. What am I gonna do with you?"

"You've done most things already. Yesterday was probably the best time ever. You okay. I didn't dehydrate you with all those orgasms, did I?"

"No. I'm fine. I just...you overwhelm me sometimes. Life does. I don't really know how you can touch me so deep inside."

"Yep. I am rather large."

"Shut up. You're barely average. Maybe a little less." 

Dillon gave her a hurt look as she began to giggle. She had to force his head to turn to plant a kiss on his lips. "Kidding. You boys. Always so sensitive about your little soldiers. He's wonderful. Just the right size. And...fine. He's perfectly proportioned for your body. Even if he does stare off to the right sometimes."

"Yea. That's cause he's been slapped by women more than I have. You should hear some of the inappropriate things he's said over the years. And he has that nasty spitting problem."

"Morning, you two." Dillon's Mom walked in to the room. She was shaking her head. "Quite a conversation."

"It's her fault, Mom. She questioned my pee-pee's enormousness. You told me the other night it was the biggest ever." 

"Oh, shut up. It's too early to be creeped out by my son."

"Morning, Kelly." Aunt Jane placed a kiss on her cheek as his Mom hugged her before sitting down next to her on the couch. 

"Morning, Jane. I see I'm going to have to be a chaperone for the two of you."

"Only if she questions my manhood again."

Mom leaned forward to playfully glare at her son. "I said, quiet. Let's see if you can pretend you aren't twelve years old for a bit. Use your big words."

Dillon passed off Kyle and turned so he could play with the back of Aunt Jane's neck. She leveled a demure smile at him, then rolled her eyes at his mother. Mom just watched the two. 

"Wow. I should probably start pimping him out. I could make a fortune. Wasn't that what you called it, Dillon?"

"Yes, Mom. You're my pimp. I'm just an innocent little doe-eyed man-whore. Though, these days I only perform for family members. Grandma couldn't keep her hands off my last night. Make sure to clean your vibrator before you use it."

Mom winced before she shook her head and looked at Jane. "He really is one dimension, isn't he?" 

Jane shrugged and patted his leg. Her giggles infected his Mom. "Oh, when he's naked he's actually pretty sweet. I guess he just needs to keep the oxygen away from his brain."

Dillon knew it was only going to get worse for him. Standing, he surprised Jane by giving her a kiss. When his tongue slipped between her lips, her eye opened wide to see him staring at her, the twinkle and smile obvious. He patted Kyle gently and kissed his Mom's cheek. Before he could retreat to the living room couch, his Mother stopped him.

"I need your credit card."

"What for?"

"You're renting a hotel."

"The whole hotel? Why am I doing that?" Dillon looked as confused as Jane.

"Because closets and backseats aren't how you're supposed to treat your Aunt. She needs something nice before they leave in a couple days. I'll pay you back."

Dillon's eyes bounced between the two as he envisioned being alone in a hotel room without concern of being caught. His pecker was already starting to raise his hand to vote 'yes.' Dillon caught Jane's smile and his Mom's shocked expression when she caught the movement in his pajama bottoms. 

"Dillon." Mom covered her eyes and couldn't stop from laughing. "Would you go take that thing for a walk or something."

"I like the, 'or something.' What do you have in mind, Mom? I vote for the three of us in a shower." 

Dillon adjusted and wiggled his eyes at Aunt Jane as she was rolling with quiet laughter at her sister's discomfort. He blew her a kiss and disappeared before the violence started. Maybe when the house cleared he could get some rest. 

§ 



The Family Jackson Ch. 06



A giant thanks to my second pair of eyes from Across the Pond, Irfon. 

***

The house cleared out by nine with all the women heading out to spend as much money as possible. The elder males headed off to fine a rumored vintage steering column or steering wheel. Dillon was a bit too groggy to understand the conversation. He was face down in his bed ten minutes later. The covers had barely settled over him before he was asleep. 

Five hours later a repetitive tapping to his head caused his unfocused eyes to open. He saw a blurry Alexis staring down as she sat on the side of the bed. She was making a face at him. 

"Open up, Freak Show. It's family meeting time." 

Rubbing his eyes, he rolled over to see his parents staring down at him from the foot of the bed. Not really knowing what the looks were for, he grumbled and hid his head under the pillow. His voice came out from under the pillow muffled but filled with exaggerated exasperation.

"Fine. Yes. Alexis and I are having sex. It's been killing me that we couldn't admit it to you. We were planning on running away together, but..."

Alexis gasped loudly and began smacking him as hard as she could on the back. Her palm striking his skin echoed loudly and brought yelps out of him. 

His Father's voice boomed in the confines of the small room. "What the hell is wrong with you? Do you make a point to think up the sickest shit you can?"

When Dillon rolled over after the fifth smack to catch Alexis' hand, he saw his Mom fighting back a laugh. Alexis was bright red and scowling at him. Her eyes were filled with panic.

"What? It's love Daddy. The heart wants what the heart wants. Plus, she's got a smoking hot rack. You should she what happens when you tweak her nipples."

Before Dad could respond, Mom's hand covered his open mouth. "Honey, don't you know by now, reacting only encourages your son. Ignore him and maybe he'll go away."

"My son? He's your son. I was trying for a puppy."

"There's an image." Dillon smiled up at Alexis and stuck out his tongue. His eyes flashed relief at his glaring sister. "Mom and Dad doing it doggystyle. Now, I'm back to having nightmares. Pretty sure I just got erectile dysfunction."

Alexis was finally able to let out a nervous laugh. No one was taking his confession seriously. She grabbed the pillow away from him and scooted against the wall with her face half hidden behind the pillow she was clutching to her chest. Mom sat down on the foot of the bed while Dad glared at him with a bemused look on his face. 

"We have a question for you two." Mom began as she tried to take control. "Sammy wants to move here and try to find work. She's asked to stay here until she does. We'd like to know what you two think about it."

"Is the little poop mobile part of the deal?" Dillon asked.

"What do you think?" Mom rolled her eyes then added quickly. "No. Don't say what you're thinking. You just shut up. Alexis, would you be okay with that?"

"Yea. I'd have someone nice to talk to for a change. Having Dillon as a sister sucks."

"I don't do that anymore. And I only wore your dress once. I told you it was a Halloween thing. You're just jealous I fill it out better than you do."

"It was August, Freak."

"Quiet." Mom looked at Dad and let out an audible grunt of exasperation. "I blame you for these two."

"Me? What did I do?" 

"This is their Jackson trait. You're all disturbed."

"I'm not. It's just Dad and Rick. I'm the only normal one in the family. You did this. You coddled that precious little princess too much."

"Hey." Alexis' face turned shocked. 

"Not you, Honey. I'm talking about your sister. He's always been coddled. The one boy of the family and everyone thinks he's so special. I can't prove it, but I'm sure he wet the bed for so long for the attention."

Dillon hung his head as the room filled with laughter at his expense. The small creep of red working up his face made the laughter louder. Moving up to a sitting position, he pulled Alexis across his knee and swatted her ass before he let her snuggle closer. 

"I wet the bed once when I was eight. Seriously. You forget your anniversary, but you remember that."

Dillon smiled when Mom swatted Dad's leg and glared at him. It was a subdued glare. More like a warning to never ever forget again. Happy the focus was off him, he let his hand snake around Alexis' back to caress a bit of skin above her pant line. She shot him her best behave look and squirmed closer as subtly as she could.

"All right." Mom finally got control of the meeting. "Do we say yes to Sammy or no?"

"Yes." Alexis answered quickly. She was looking at Dillon with a knowing smile.

"Yes to Kyle. No to Sammy." He answered. "I like the kid, but his mom is a pain in the ass."

"That's a yes." Alexis corrected and swatted him again. "Where will she stay?"

"Dillon's old room. You'll have to move your stuff out of the closet. It's about time you threw out some of that crap. She's going to need your pickup to help her move her stuff. That way it only takes one trip. That okay?" 

He shrugged. "Like I have a choice."

"Good. You can take her Friday and be back Sunday."

"That sounds great." Dad added. The joy of not having to be a part of packing and moving was obvious. "I'm outta here. I've got things to do." 

When the door closed behind him. Dillon smiled up at Mom. "I'm betting that's what he says after sex. Isn't it?"

"Dillon." Her snicker came after her temporary glare. "Are you two really okay with this?"

Alexis nodded as Dillon spoke. "Sure. Kyle's entertaining. He's worth putting up with Sammy. I'll have him talking like me in no time. And the chicks we'll pick up together. I'll be bringing home single moms left and right. It'll be raining beaver around here."

"Oh, crap. I never thought of that." She pointed a finger at him as she opened the door to leave. "You will not troll with Kyle. He's not bait for beaver. We don't need another Jackson in the family."

Mom left them sitting side by side on the bed. Dillon's finger was still running slow circles at her side. Her head slowly turned to see him smiling at her. For a moment, she just looked at him. Content to see him gazing at her. The smack against his head was accomplished with an innocent smile on her face. As Dillon shook the cobwebs out and chuckled, Alexis walked over and locked the door. Rubbing the side of his head, he stood and watched her approach. 

Dillon tried to suppress the giggles but failed. Alexis was shaking her head in bewilderment. A smile twisted her attempt at a scowl as she fought to stay mad at him. Before she knew it, she was tossed on the bed with his face hovering over hers. "Mom said beaver."

"Shut up. You're so lucky no one takes you seriously."

"It's not my fault I can't lie to my parents. You need to work on your responses. Haven't I taught you anything? No one ever expects you to opening admit the bad shit to them. If you say it flippant enough, it's just a dumbass comment."

"Yea, you're an incestuous mastermind. I wasn't expecting you to come out and tell them we're having sex. Warn me next time." She said softly as she ran her hands over his chest and down his stomach. Her eyes dropped to his shorts. "Erectile dysfunction, huh? Somehow I doubt that."

"I don't know. Maybe you should find out if you're talented enough to cure me. I love playing doctor."

Alexis pulled lightly at the line of dark hair below his navel. Her other hand threaded into his hair and let her lips part. Her tongue snaked out as she nibbled on his lips before they grew hungry for him. It was a mad scramble to get undressed and continue kissing. As he worked on her pants, she tossed her shirt and bra aside. When her panties slid down her legs and were tossed over his shoulder, he rolled her to her stomach and pinned her down by straddling her legs. Lowering himself down, Dillon brushed her hair away from her cheek and kissed it.

"Oh, shit. What are you going to do to me?"

"Anything you'd like." Dillon wiggled his hips to sink his cock deeper between her cheeks. 

"Can I ask you something?"

"Nope."

"Seriously." She turned her head a bit more to look up at him. Her dark eyes filled with worry. "How are we going to do this? I mean, the three of us under the same roof. How long can we keep doing this? Will it always be like this?" 

Dillon rolled off of her to his side. His hand moved up her spine and back down. "I really don't know the answer to any of those. We'll work on it together. Maybe you should come with us when I take Sammy home to pack her things. We'll have five hours on the road to figure everything out."

"What about the future?"

"Life will take care of that, Lex. You've got the rest of your senior year and then college. Maybe you'll find someone there and fall in love."

Alexis' head jerked up as she turned to her side. She was shaking her head frantically as he saw his words had hurt her. "No. I fell in love with you. Only you."

"Lex. You really think we can marry and raise up a few little Jacksons? This isn't ever going to be accepted. Not by friends or family. Not by anyone, but us."

"You don't want me?" Her voice was showing signs of cracking. 

Gripping her head in his hands, he pulled it close so the sincerity could be seen. "I love you, baby girl. You're my little princess. I do want you. I want you to be happy. This is a massive secret that could eat us up. The fear of being caught. The fear of what we've done becoming known. Honey, I'll never stop loving you. Not if you stay with me and not if you find someone new one day. You being happy and getting what you want is all that's important to me. Okay?"

"No. Definitely not okay. I'm not going to find someone else. No one else will ever make me feel like this. I have one heart and one love. You. Don't ever ask me to find someone else." 

Dillon pushed her gently to her back and she let him. Her eyes were glazed over with tears. "Okay." He whispered as he kissed her cheek. 

"Okay." His warm lips kissed each eyelid as they closed. He could taste the salt of her tears.

"Okay." Dillon breathed into her mouth as her arms reached out for him.

Her legs opened for him as he slid on top. They took their time. Their bodies moving in slow motion as his kisses deepened. He could feel her nails teasing his back as his cock rubbed against her. Her juices were flowing easily, spreading over his shaft as their pelvis flexed together. Dillon slid further down and wiggled until he felt the rushing heat of her. 

Alexis' hands found his hair as her eyes opened to stare up at him. The tears were still hovering in her eyes, but her face had turned to adoration. Her heels moved up to find the back of his legs and flexed to pull him inside her. She let out a soft shuddering breath as she lifted to meet his thrust. His groan caused her to smile.

Dillon sunk deep into her, drowning himself in the heated pleasure. Little by little his hips flexed. With his thumbs, he brushed away the last of her tears and trailed kisses over her eyes and down her face. With all his weight on her, he controlled the tempo. Her pelvis flexed only a fraction as he felt her course pubic hair mixing with his. Her soft nails dragging across his back caused him to groan into her mouth. Alexis' tongue moved easy. It was now familiar with her brother's mouth. Knowing what they both liked.

Their skin grew warm, then hot as their need grew. Dillon bent his knees, as his thrusts became more forceful. He saw her startled look when he drove into her to rip a grunt from her lungs. She nodded and thrust herself into the next one. 

"Harder." Alexis breathed as her head arched back. "Hurt me."

His hips obeyed as his mind tried to slow himself down. The force of his body slamming into hers caused her teeth to clatter shut and another grunt to escape. 

"Yes. Yes, Dillon." 

Her body slammed back at him. Encouraged by her words, he raised up on his hands and pulled his knees a bit higher on the bed. The sound of slapping skin only drove him harder against her. His instincts took over. The need to hear her screams of pleasure. He watched her face and eyes turn hungry. Her hands gripped and pulled at her nipples. The first time she pinched them, he felt her tighten around his cock. Dillon forgot it was his little sister. For a moment they were just two fierce animals filled with lust. 

Rising up on his knees, he gripped her hair forcefully as his other hand took possession of her left breast. Her thighs were gripping at his hips, her ass rising to meet him. He was the one grunting know. This was what he wanted to do to her. He wanted to see her writhing and fevered. His hand moved from her hair to let his thumb smear roughly at her lips. Her tongue licked at it and then her teeth sunk down. 

The pain she caused made him even more forceful. Over and over he felt her teeth dig into his thumb as he continued to drive into her. His lungs were struggling to find air. Sweat rolled down his spine as his legs flexed and strained. He felt her body tightening around him. Her pussy gripping at him. Only her head and shoulders were on the bed. Her ankles locked tight behind him while her hand tugged at a nipple. 

He felt her cumming. The surging ripple started deep within her. It rolled down the shaft of his cock as she squeezed him like a vise. Her screeching screams lifted higher as her orgasm crashed against her. Dillon felt her legs flex as her entire body fought with the sensations. 

Pushing away from her, she was still twitching when her rolled her over and pulled her ass into the air. He was back inside her in an instant. With fingers digging into her hips, he pulled her violently against him as the drove into her. It pulled another scream from her as her hands shot out to grip the edge of the mattress. 

"Yes. God, Dillon. Yes. Yes." 

Alexis pushed back at him. Meeting him each time. Dillon felt the build within him. The tentative tickle in his balls as they tightened. His cock was pulsating. Gritting his teeth, he pulled in his stomach to try and fight off his release. It was way too late. He knew it. It only postponed the inevitable a few minutes as he slowed the tempo and increased the force of his thrusts. Pulling out and then driving back into her. Each time, bringing a grunting, "Yes," from her.

With renewed speed, Dillon hammered into her. His cock pushing and pulled as her pussy tensed. He saw her hand slide under her as her head buried into the mattress. Dillon felt the first jet of cum shoot from his cock. His body crashed into her, filling her. Tiny spastic flexes as she now began to fuck him back with craving. With the last of his seed gone, he realized she was about to cum. 

His erection was leaving, but still hard enough as he gripped her hips and tried to help her along. He counted forty-five more thrusts before she pulled herself away from as her body twisted and turned, her hand still rubbing frantically at her clit. He watched the fingers of her other hands straighten, tremble, and then relax. 

Dillon stared at the sweaty mess lying beneath him. His heart was pounding away in his chest while his fists clenched and unclenched. With just his tongue making contact. He flattened it and licked from the top of her ass to her neck. He felt her shiver, as he worked upwards. Her body seemed to be electrically charged as she fought to lie still. 

"Jesus, Dillon." She moaned. "I'm cumming." 

His warm deep chuckle vibrated against her skin. Moving back down her body, he let the tip of his tongue wiggle up her spine. He rolled to his side once he'd reached the top and let his fingers glide up and down her back. His eyes were locked on the curve of her ass as it tightened under his touch. 

Her slow elongated groan told him she was done. Tucking her arms under her, she turned and stared at him. Her eyes were unfocused. A bit of sweat trickled down from her brow to cross over her cheek. His lips caught it and then moved to kiss the tip of her nose.

"Did I hurt you?" 

"Only in the best way possible. That was amazing. I can't really explain it. I felt like I was boiling from the inside out. Like fireworks erupting all over."

"Do you usually boil from the outside in?" His smile only grew when she reached out and punched him. "Hmm. Yea well, that's what the kiddies call fucking. A lot different than just sweet poking, isn't it?

"Oh, yea. I'll need a lot of that."

"If you're good and sweet, maybe. It's nice to have a bit of variety." Dillon snuggled closer with his fingers threading into hers. "You sure I didn't hurt you?"

"Promise. I loved it."

He let out a happy sigh. "You almost got that the first time. I wanted to rip you apart. I've been dying to do that to you."

"I'm glad you waited. I'm not sure I'd have ever stopped cumming."

"Sure." Dillon shook his head. "Just keep adding to the legend that is me. I know I'm awesome."

Alexis stretched out her lips and was met with his. They shared a lazy kiss before it grew. He rolled her over and slid on top again. Dillon could taste the sweat on her. His hands slid across her skin as he moved down to place a gentle kiss on each nipple and then tease between them with the tip of his nose.

Dillon let out a grunt of regret. "We should head in." 

Tying her hair up, Alexis joined him in the shower. Their hands cleaning the other. By the time they were done, both wanted to jump back in bed, but they trudged through the snow to join the family. It was settled that Alexis would help out with the move while Kyle supervised. Samantha and Alexis shared secret smiles at the thought of an empty house and two days to themselves. Dillon noticed and realized he'd have to start stretching soon or he might pull a penis muscle.

Thursday passed without an opportunity for Dillon to have any one on one time with anyone. Alexis disappeared with the girls and left Kyle and Dillon to go over the best way to score with women. He didn't know what the appeal was for a toothless chubby cheeked bug bomb, but he'd heard people say it was the best bait ever. He'd never understand a woman's judgment. And prayed they'd never change.

Early Friday morning, they were on the road with Alexis in the passenger seat with her feet kicked up on the dashboard. Kyle was gnawing on a chew toy and loving it. Dillon was playing with Samantha's feet as she stretched them out on the console between the bucket seats. 

"So?" Dillon looked at the two girls and then back at the road. "How are we going to do this? I can't just buy a king-sized bed and toss you both in it. Eventually we're going to get caught or questions are going to be asked."

"Like what?" Samantha leaned forward between the seats to hear the conversation better. 

"Like, why aren't any of us dating. Why aren't we married? Why my cock is in my sister? We're going to need to figure out how to deal with all of this."

"All of what?" Alexis eyed Dillon with an innocent little smile that had no innocence in it. 

"This. You, me, Sammy." He caught the quick look she gave Samantha and then snapped his head around to see her quiet laughter. He was missing some unspoken joke. "What?"

Samantha put her hands up in mock surrender and shrugged. "Nothing. I'm just here for the sex."

"Uh-huh. If that's it, we're done."

"Uh-huh." She teased the back of his neck. "You won't cut me off. I own your cock."

"No you don't. You two are time-sharing it. I might make you start paying maintenance fees for its upkeep. The front lawn is going to need trimming soon."

"What are we going to do?" Alexis turned serious. 

"We date." Samantha answered. "Every so often we go out a few times and say they were a jerk or we aren't interested. You can double date with some friends and hang out, can't you?"




The Family Jackson Ch. 06



"Yea. I've been asked out a few times since, Michael. I don't want to, though."

"You have to. I know it's hard and unfair, but we have to pretend we're like everyone else. That we're just family."

"And what about me?" Dillon looked over his shoulder at Samantha. "I have a past. A few old friends have been trying to get together with me over the break. I'm running out of excuses." 

"Can't you be a jerk? Wait. Of course you can." Samantha said.

"I'm a jerk? Since when?"

"Since, always." Alexis rolled her eyes at him. 

"Seriously." Dillon voice grew firm. "I'm kind of known to be up for anyone and anything. A character change is going to be noticed. I don't want to cheat on either of you, but what happens if I get cornered?"

There was a long pause as the girls stared at each other. Alexis broke the contact and lowered her head. Samantha's teasing fingers turned to a gentle caress as she ran her fingers through Dillon's hair. 

"Is it really cheating if we know about it?" Samantha's calm voice broke the silence. It held an edge of sadness in it.

"Yes." Dillon answered. When his eyes turned to look at her, they were filled with worry. "I've always been careless with sex. It was just harmless fun. It isn't now. I've never had sex with someone I've truly loved before. How am I supposed to betray both of you, just to keep up appearances?"

"You might have to. We all might. I've got it the easiest. I can use Kyle as an excuse. No guy will want me with him tagging along. Alexis has to finish school and college. That's a whole big world of temptation. Are you okay with her seeing other men?"

Dillon was looking at Alexis when her head rose up and her eyes found him. He saw the tight lip and set jaw. "I've already given her permission, but she doesn't want to."

"I won't." Alexis' eyes turned a darker brown as her anger grew. "I've found the one man I want. Even if he's a clueless Neanderthal."

"What? What am I clueless about, now?"

"How about the fact that you lived in a house for six months with a girl madly in love with you. How about that?"

"Oh. Sorry if I didn't pick up on the signs that my little sister was imagining me banging her silly every single night. My mother must have taught me it was wrong. I don't have a clue who raised you. I assumed you were dating Michael because you actually wanted to date Michael. I'm a guy. Of course I'm a Neanderthal. I can hardly walk upright. Seriously woman, How long have you known me?"

Samantha was snorting as she hauled off and smacked him. Alexis glared, but the smile appeared soon after.

"And that can't help. I don't know how many smacks a guy can take before there's permanent damage. I could have a hematoma."

"Wow. Big word for Doctor Dillon." Alexis leaned across and kissed the side of Dillon's head. "Can we not talk about this for awhile?"

"Sure." Dillon aimed a smirk at her. "Can we watch you masturbate instead?"

"No." 

"Can I masturbate?"

"No. You're driving." 

"Fine. Can I ask you something and get complete honesty from you?"

"Sure." Alexis narrowed her eyes and put her feet back on the dashboard.

"I'm sleeping with both of you. And somehow I love both of you. I know part of it's because we're family and all, but it's more than that. Deeper. It doesn't hurt that you're both beautiful. I'm just worried that somewhere deep down this can't work. The three of us together, I mean. Sammy and I have played and chased each other for years. We've been in and out of relationships the whole time. But you. I'm your first. I assume I'm your first love. I am, aren't I?"

Alexis' bottom lip had disappeared into her mouth. She nodded and darted her eyes to look at Samantha before looking back at Dillon as he was concentrating on the road.

"Not very many first loves last. Statistically anyway. I love you. I truly do. I love you as a big brother and a friend and a lover. And well beyond that. I can't imagine ever not loving you completely."

"Do you have a question in this little speech?" 

Dillon grunted and shook his head. "Maybe. I know you love me and this isn't just lust. I just want you to make sure that if this gets out, I don't ruin your life. Our family will come unraveled over this. Our parents. Amber and Kara. The shame of it will fall on them as well."

"You're ashamed of me?"

"No." Samantha broke in and put a comforting hand on Alexis' shoulder. "He's not ashamed of you. That's not what he's saying. He's saying people will judge us. Judge our whole family. They'll think we're sick monsters and our parents probably abused us. For the first time in his life, he's trying to be noble. It's actually sweet. You're in the rush of love right now. You're blind to everything else. It's the way you're supposed to feel. We just need to think it through and come up with some plans. How to live under the same roof and not give ourselves away. How to date and be together in the real world. You're going off to college next fall. That can realistically put a strain on your relationship. It might even be good for you. You'll find out if this love is the kind that can last."

"You're trying to talk me out of this too?"

"No, Lexi. I'm not. I just. We all need to be safe and careful. I don't want this to end, but I don't want to lose our family either. Do you think your Mom won't go ballistic if she finds out? My Dad will probably stroke out. And I'm serious. He's not all that healthy. This could actually kill him. I can't even imagine the guilt I'd feel over that. We have to date other people. Eventually, anyway. All of us. That means we might have to technically cheat on each other. At least to a certain degree."

"I won't." Alexis curled up in a ball and turned away to stare out the passenger side window.

Dillon and Samantha shared a look and shrug. They'd gotten used to the idea years ago. Keeping the secrets and not getting jealous of the other. Despite Greg Granger's douchiness, Dillon didn't mind the guy. How Samantha let him in her pants, was a mystery. They'd just agreed to the games and flirting and never get too involved. That was out the window now. Everything seemed to be.

The hours ticked by with a few idle comments and conversations. Alex stuffed her head into a pair of earphones and tried to ignore the world. The highway turned to a county road and then to a smaller country lane. Trees were replaced by pastures, fields, and fence lines as the Jackson farm appeared. Pulling to a stop in front of the two-story farmhouse, Samantha handed the keys to Alexis. She scurried inside, desperate for the bathroom.

Dillon killed the engine and walked around to open the door for Samantha. Before she could react, she was wrapped up in his arms and being kissed. His arms flexing to pull her against him as tight as he could. When he broke the kiss and opened his eyes, he saw her staring at him with a bit of surprise showing through.

"What was that?"

"That was an I love you. I didn't want you to think I was only thinking of how this would effect her. I'm worried about you too."

"I know. We'll always be fine. I know I love you. And I know you love me. I'm am the older woman, remember?"

"Oh, I know. Your tits are already sagging."

"Careful, Panty Boy. I know where the weapons are. You can wake up in the morning an entirely different gender."

Dillon lifted her off the ground as he chuckled. "Threats already. I love the way you foreplay. I take it, I'm getting lucky tonight."

If you're nice, you might get really lucky."

"Oh?"

"Sure. I might let you sleep inside tonight."

"Awesome." Dillon dropped her and started unloading the bags from the back. "I love falling asleep inside a woman."

"That's not what I..."

Dillon's lips shut her up on his way to the house. A bit perturbed at losing, she bundled up Kyle and headed inside as Dillon was making another trip to the pickup. His innocent little smile caused her to glare at him. 

The three of them started packing up the clothes Samantha needed. Most of the big stuff had been stored in the barn when she'd moved back home after finding out she was pregnant. Since there wasn't room for much in Dillon's old room, it was mostly clothes and little things she couldn't live without. A small antique makeup mirror and desk set had to go. With only a bit of playful grumbling, Dillon took load after load downstairs. He even eyed the crib he'd have to tear apart and reassemble. 

After awhile, Dillon got distracted and sat on the living room floor with his back against the couch as he tried to play blocks. Kyle's only interest was gumming them after knocking them over. Dillon was attempting to explain basic block etiquette when Samantha slid in behind him. With Dillon between her legs, she leaned over and kissed the top of his head.

"It's feeding time."

"Great. I'm thirsty."

"Not you, you pervert. I can't believe you'd steal my son's food."

"Payback's a bitch. He's stealing my room. Besides, we had a heart to heart. I get the left boobie and he gets the right. If he gets any fatter, I'm gonna start taking him to the gym. I'd love to see him on a treadmill. I'm betting I can shoot him twenty feet. The little beach ball would probably roll another thirty."

"Fat? My baby isn't fat."

"He's so fat he can't even walk. Look at him. He tries to eat everything. I could put a bowl of cat food down and he'd scarf it up in seconds."

"If you feed my boy cat food, I'll brain you, you ass." 

Dillon handed Kyle to Samantha before settling into the couch and pulling her closer. From over her shoulder, he watched her breastfeeding. His breath warmed the side of her face as he ran a hand up and down her arm.

"Do I get the leftovers?" He whispered in her ear right before his tongue drew a line along her neck. 

"Hmmm. If you keep doing that, you can have anything you want."

"What are the sleeping arrangements going to look like, tonight?"

"We've talked, she won't go for a three-way. Sorry?" She teased.

Dillon was gently sucking on her earlobe. "No reason to be. I only have one pecker. And you know how hard it is for me to focus. I'd probably get dizzy and fall off the bed. I've never heard of you working the multiplication tables. You switch hitting these days or just like being in the middle of two guys?"

"Wouldn't you like to know? And no to the two guys. There's too much chance of stupid shit happening that I couldn't stop. I'm not a fan of being treated like an object."

"See, that's where we're different. I love being your blowup doll."

"I can feel it blowing up as we speak. How are we going to do this?"

"You're going to lock Baby Huey in his cage upstairs after he's done with dinner and then come back down here."

"Here?"

"Yea, SportsCenter's on."

"You are not watching TV while we have sex." Her voice grew stern before she felt his stomach pulsating with quiet laughter. She let out a low exasperated growl. 

"I'm not? I thought I could get a blowjob and some pizza. Where'd the love go?"

"It'll be upstairs, waiting for you."

Dillon cleaned up the living room and headed upstairs ten minutes after she'd disappeared. His fingers traced lines down the walls of the narrow hallway as he walked. When he got to Samantha's room, he saw Alexis staring at a laptop as she reclined on the bed. Her head came up and pointed down the hall. Dillon saw Kyle already fast asleep in his crib.

Stepping in, Dillon sat down beside Alexis and stroked her leg. "You okay?"

"Yea." 

"You sure?"

"Yes. I just don't like thinking about it."

"About the consequences of our actions? Nobody does. I love you, Lex. I won't ever be ashamed of you or feel guilty for what we're doing. I'm your big brother. My job is to protect you. Can you understand that?"

"I understand. I don't need you to protect me. I had six months to think about this. And I knew what I was doing. It is what it is. If we get caught, we'll figure it out."

"And if Mom chops off my pecker?"

"I'll find someone new." 

She tried to suppress the giggle when Dillon glared at her while pulling her flat and pinned her arms down. Alexis was squirming to get loose as he pressed all his weight down and then his lips kissed her cheek. She stilled and looked up at him in confusion at not receiving a little pain. He kissed the corner of her mouth and then her bottom lip.

"I love you, Lex." Her head came up to kiss him, but he pulled away and shook his head. "I gotta go take care of your cousin."

"I know."

His hand slid down her arm and caressed her cheek as he kissed her before pulling away to walk out of the room. He found Samantha sitting propped up on some pillows in her parent's king-sized bed. Her head was down as she filed her toenails. Dillon watched her for a bit as he leaned against the doorframe. 

"Whatcha thinking about?" Her eyes appeared under her dark lashes as she continued to work on her toes.

"That karma's gonna rip my ass apart one day."

"Be a good boy and you won't have to worry about her. Besides, you love it in the ass."

He walked towards her, losing his shirt in the process. His head worked back and forth as he crawled up the bed on his hands and knees. "Not gonna happen."

"What is gonna happen?"

Dillon took the nail file away from her and snapped it before tossing it off the bed. His smirk grew when he saw her lips suck in to suppress her own smile. Gripping her feet, he pulled her flat on the bed as he scooted backwards. On his hands and knees, he crawled up her body to look down at her.

"All sorts of naughty things. You can invite all your little squirrel friends over."

He unbuttoned her pants and tugged at them as she wiggled her hips to assist. Samantha's shirt came off in her hands as he quickly stripped out of his own clothes. Her panties had worked their way down on one side. His eyes were locked on the angle of them as one thin strap was still on her hip while the other had drifted down her leg. 

"You shaved my baby. She looks so cold." 

"She isn't."

"I think she is. She probably needs a scarf. Maybe I should snuggle with her."

"You're going to. She needs you bad."

Dillon's hands were sliding up her legs. His eyes were locked on the smooth skin above the beginning of her slit. Her foot came up and stopped him as she placed it on his chest. Samantha wiggled her toes as her hands moved down her body and slipped between her legs. Inch by inch he kissed up her foot as his fingertips worked over her legs. 

Samantha's panties came of in his hand. Her legs widening, allowing him to see how wet she was. With just a thumb, he traced up one lip and down the other before licking his thumb clean. His finger did the same, but then circled her opening and disappeared inside. Samantha was teasing her breasts. Running her fingertips across each curve. He could hear her trying to keep her breathing under control as his fingers worked.

With two fingers caressing and teasing, he let his breath drift across her skin. His tongue teasing, and wetting already wet skin. When his tongue did a slow circle around her clit, Samantha's fingers entwined in his hair.

"That's my Dillon. My baby needs you. Kiss her. Oh, kiss her so good."

"I love my little baby." He kissed her clitoris between every word. "My pretty pretty baby. I can't believe I get you forever. I'm gonna make momma angry sometimes, but you'll still love me. Won't you?"

Dillon nuzzled her with his nose. Breathing in her scent. He let his nose slide up between her slit and then his tongue. 

"No matter how mad she gets for the stupid shit I say and do, you'll always bring her back to me."

"Always, Dillon. Oh, please stop torturing me." Samantha lifted her ass off the bed to try and force his tongue to continue licking.

Dillon drew her clit into his mouth and let out a low deep rumbling growl. It caused a wave of goosebumps to appear on her skin as she twisted her body against him. Her eyes flared open when he began to hum a lullaby as his tongue started to flick and twist. Shuddering, Samantha drew up her knees as her other hand found the back of his head. Her moans and coos increased in tempo as he did. 

He could feel the heat. The wetness soaking his fingers and running into the palm of his hand. He dipped down and ran his tongue across his palm and let out a groan of pleasure. His cock twitched. Pulling her clit back into his mouth, he suckled it. His fingers and tongue now frantic. His other hand was lightly scratching at her leg as they straightened in anticipation of the coming orgasm. Her breathing was now loud desperate gasps. 

"I'm cumming. I'm cumming." 

Samantha's ass lifted off the bed and then slammed back to earth as her body shook under him. His head was pressed hard against her pussy as she screamed. Dillon could feel a small jet of cum strike his face. As her body slowly relaxed into the receding orgasm, he pushed her legs wide. His tongue was gentle and slow as he lapped at her. Drinking her completely. Over and over, his tongue flattened and moved upwards between her lips. 

When he looked up, Samantha's hands were under the pillow she was lying her head on. Her face was a picture of blurry-eyed contentment. He had to chuckle at the smile she was aiming at the ceiling. Slowly, she looked down her body to see him staring at her as his tongue continued to work.

"What?"

"Nothing. You look so beautiful right after. Want another one?"

"There's a stupid question. How long you planning on staying down there?"

"For one more. Mind if I play with Mr. Pucker?"

Her body twitched. 

"I've noticed your fingers are disappearing every now and then."

"Just one. I've never tried two." They shared a questioning look and then she nodded. "Just one for now. Okay?"

"Of course, Cousin. Just lie back and try not to knock me out when Mr. Pucker fights back."

"Good luck with that." 

Dillon saw Samantha's eyes drift to the doorway. Looking behind him, he saw Alexis peeking in with an apprehensive smile. When he looked back at Samantha, he shrugged. "Up to you."

Samantha mouth twisted as she thought and then patted the bed beside her and smiled. "Come in."

While nuzzling dangerously close to Samantha's clitoris with his nose, he watched Samantha's eyes follow Alexis' movements. She appeared at the side of the bed and stared down at Dillon between her cousin's legs. In a slow methodical motion, Dillon stretched out his tongue and traced up Samantha's labia. His fingers circled her vagina and then began to tease lower. 

"Are you wet, Lex?" Dillon gave Samantha another slow lick as his finger found the beginning pucker of her asshole. It brought a throaty groan from Samantha as her hips flared upwards. 

"Yes." 

"You like watching us?"

"Yes." 

Dillon ran his nose between Samantha's lips all the way up to her clit. "Have you two talked about all three of us together?"

"A little. I've never touched a girl." Alexis said quietly as she looked between the two of them.

"Samantha won't admit she has either. I don't mind if you experiment. It's up to the two of you. I'm not all that talented at pleasing two girls at once. Just warning you."

Patting the bed, Samantha nodded to Alexis. "You can lie next to me and watch." 

Alexis let out a nervous sigh and swallowed hard. Dillon lowered his head and concentrated on what he was supposed to be doing. He tapped with his finger to warn her and then let it slide over and around her asshole. Her juices had soaked the bedding beneath them. As gently as he could, he teased her clit with his tongue. 

"Leave her alone for a bit. You know where I need it." 

His tongue moved lower and slipped into her. His free hand came up and around so he could hold her hips down. She was gritting her teeth and whining as his finger began to rub gentle circles. His tongue darting in and out of her pussy. Dillon felt a light caress run across his shoulder and looked up to see Alexis kneeling beside them. Her eyes moved up and down Samantha's body.




The Family Jackson Ch. 06



"Sammy's magic button is her bum bum. Kind of like your nipples."

"What does she like about it?"

"Don't know. She loves when I caress and lick it. Tonight's the first time she's going to let me slide a finger in."

"You rim her?"

Dillon's deep chuckle vibrated through Samantha and caused her knees to come and her legs wrap around his back. 

"Oh, he does. It's awesome. Do it. Do it, Dillon." Samantha begged.

Rising up a bit, Dillon took hold of her legs and slowly lifted them until her ass was pointing at him. Samantha's hands gripped behind her knees and spread her legs for him. Hooking his thumbs, he spread her wider and grazed his tongue over along her cheeks. He moved over her slow. Teasing her. Torturing her as his thumbs worked circles closer and closer. The first time his tongue slid across the tight pucker of her ass, she shrieked. 

Dillon was lost in the gyrating ass beneath him. His tongue moving and circling before turning hard and probing at her. A thumb worked upwards and found her clitoris swollen and fully aroused. Surround the pucker of her ass, he suckled at her rapidly as his thumb grew more urgent. He could hear her huffing breaths escaping. Dillon felt her ass tighten as his finger moved up and pressed into her. Her sphincter trying to resist. Moving up, his tongue dove into her pussy as his finger disappeared. 

Samantha lost control of her legs just as Dillon felt the hot splash of liquid strike his face as she came. Blast after blast erupted as he refused to stop probing and rubbing at her. Her body lost all tension as she collapsed into the bed. Dillon removed his finger from her ass, feeling the muscles pushing to expel it. Moving his hand up, he began rubbing her stomach to soothe her as his tongue once again began to clean her. 

When he was finished, Dillon rose up to see Alexis lying on her back. Both of her hands were stuffed down her pants and her eyes were closed. Sliding off the bed, he walked to the bathroom and cleaned up a bit and rinsed out his mouth. Returning, he saw Samantha on her side watching Alexis. 

When she turned to look at Dillon, she motioned with her head. "She needs to get a little."

"Then she can have Kyle. I'm a lot." 

"Ah, yea. Keep telling yourself that, Pee Wee." Samantha slipped off the bed and smacked his bare ass before disappearing into the bathroom. 

Dillon walked around to Alexis' side of the bed and looked down at her. She smiled up at with a bit of nervousness. Wiggling his finger at her, she got to her knees and crawled to the edge of the bed. Her arms were pointing to the ceiling before he even had a hold of her shirt. Tossing it aside, he kissed her as her bra slid off and then his hands moved down between her breasts to work on her pants. 

He kissed her. Running one hand through her dark hair and the other teased the folds of her pussy. His tongue curled around hers as he matched his finger's rhythm as it slipped into her and began to stroke her. He felt her hot breath in his mouth as she moaned in pleasure. 

"Want to be my little puppy dog?"

Alexis nodded. Her eyes were large. Moving onto the bed, he smiled when she didn't hesitate. His hands slid over the smooth pale skin of her ass. Down the back of her legs and then back up. Bending down, he kissed each cheek and then ran a hand up her spine. In one smooth motion, he slid into her. Her hips flexed to greet him as she gripped the bedding underneath her. The heat of her was overpowering. He could feel her muscles clinging to him with each stroke. 

Alexis arched her back, working to match his strokes. With one hand on her hip, the other worked up and down her back. His eyes fell to watch his cock disappearing into her. Her muscles gripped him tightly. Trying to keep him inside with each stroke. Her groans and gasps were drowned out by the repetitive slapping of skin on skin as Dillon drove himself into her. His hips working faster and faster. 

He felt the first tightening of his balls when her body shivered. It began as a little thing, barely perceptible at first. Her back arched as her head dropped to the bed. The muscles of her stomach tightened further. As Dillon felt her legs flex, her ass constricted. A flood of warmth rolled down his cock to wet his thighs. With her mouth wide open, she let out a huffing breath. Dillon gripped her hips tight as he felt her shiver grow to a violent shake. A moment later, her aftershocks caused her to twitch and spasm.

Pushing her to her stomach, Dillon slid up her body a little more. His cock was now pulled down slightly as he flexed his hips. He moved her hair aside so he could kiss her neck and cheek. He could feel the heat rising up her body and take over her face. 

"You okay?"

"Uh-huh." Her eyes were closed, but her hands came up to grip the blankets above her head.

"What are you thinking?"

"I can't at the moment."

Dillon reached up and threaded his fingers into hers. His hips lifting and falling a little faster, but not fast enough to get him there. He wanted to prolong this, this feeling. The wet slipping sound of their coupling, everything. He felt her body go from fiery hot to almost normal and then begin to rise again. Her breathing was increasing. She tightened her grip on his hands and began pushing back at him.

"Roll over. I want to be on top." She whispered.

Dillon switched spots with her. His ass lying in her wet spot. It caused him to smile. They were going to have to do some laundry before they left. He watched as his sister straddled him and immediately guided his cock into her waiting pussy. Without any hesitation, she lowered herself down on him and began a rapid pace. 

With Alexis leaning over him, they kissed and toyed in each other's mouths. He could feel Alexis thrusting her hips as her fingers dug into his sides and her thighs tightened around him. His hips came up to meet her as the pressure increased in his balls. Reaching down, he was about to tease his sister's clit when he found it occupied. His eyes opened to see Alexis' gleaming eyes staring down at him. 

Gripping the covers, Dillon closed his eyes as he felt his orgasm start. Stream after stream shot upward into his sister. They opened in time to see his sister twisting on her own nipples.

Alexis' eyes were closed tight. Her hips thrusting into him. Grinding fiercely against his pelvis. "Oh, fuck. I'm...I'm cumming. Oh, fuck." Alexis moaned. 

She shook on top of him as rode out another orgasm. Her pussy gripping and relaxing for what seemed like minutes. In a heaving sweaty mess, Alex slumped down to lie with her head on Dillon's chest. His hands buried into her hair and played with her scalp. 

"That was amazing. I'm beginning to think you're not a virgin."

"I'm beginning to think I don't need you."

His grip tightened to pull her head off his chest. She squirmed up to kiss him. He tasted the salt from her upper lip. His tongue darting out to find more. She rolled off of him in a quick motion, elbowing him in the process as she streaked to the bathroom. His eyes followed her until they found Samantha smiling and blinking her eyes at him demurely. She'd climbed back in bed without him noticing.

"Oh, crap. What do you want?"

"A nice hard pecker. Know anyone that has one?"

"Not in this house. What's the pizza delivery guy look like?"

"Gangly and acne riddled. Come over here and I'll see what I can do with Mr. Softy." They faced each other on their sides. Samantha reached down and began to caress his balls. Sending an electric charge through him. "You're such a lucky bastard."

"Hmm. I know. It's tough be so damn sexy. It's a burden, really. Your Mom can't get enough of me. I bet she's masturbating right now and screaming out my name." He smiled and leaned in to kiss her when she rolled her eyes at his comment. 

With his semi-erect dick in her hands, she scooted closer and began to rub it up and down her slit. He sucked air through his teeth at the sensation. His cock was already responding. Samantha started to roll on her back, when he stopped her.

"Like this." He said, as his hand relaxed on her hip and slid down to explore her ass. "I want to stay just like this."

Sliding a pillow under their heads, Samantha guiding his growing cock to where it belonged. In unison, they gripped each other's hips and pulled. They stared at each other as they found a slow easy rhythm. As Dillon let his lips tease hers, her sigh turned to a moan. 

"I love you so much, Dillon."

"As long as it's forever, I'll allow it."

"It is." 

Their tongues met and then the kiss deepened. Slow and methodically devouring. His hand left her hip to tangle into her hair. Their hips slowed. It was going to be an endurance race. Dillon caught movement out of the corner of his eyes and saw Alexis staring down at them. Samantha turned her head to look up at her and smiled.

"You can join us." Samantha said softly. 

"How?"

"Slide up behind him. We'll take turns like this."

Dillon explored Samantha's eyes trying to see if this was what she wanted. Her smile wasn't mischievous. It was just a happy innocent smile. This was definitely new. Hesitantly, Alexis slid behind him. Dillon felt her breasts pressed tightly to his back. Her thin patch of hair brushed against his ass as his hips moved. He could feel her hot breath preceding the kiss she placed on his shoulder. 

The minutes ticked by as Dillon moved from his cousin to his sister. Their hands working over his skin incessantly. Touching each other's only occasionally. They both seemed hesitant to go further than touching hands. Dillon had to slow down despite the painfully slow tempo. He turned again and entered Samantha as Alexis cuddled up tight, her hand playing with her breasts. His sister's breath was ragged against the back of his neck. It was a whining gasp. Reaching back, he slid his hand up her legs and between them. The desperate sound his sister had made caused Samantha to drive her hips more forcefully. Her hand went behind her and began to tease her asshole. 

Dillon gritted his teeth and tried to focus on anything else. He started with Hairy waterfalls, Nascar, A really dry Thanksgiving turkey, anything to take his mind from the two women racing to find their own orgasms. His finger teased his sister. He slid two fingers into her from behind. Her hips found his rhythm as she continued to grip her breasts. 

Samantha's head fell back as she teased her ass. Her body turning rigid. It caused Dillon to drive harder with his hips. His fingers worked faster at his sister. 

"Oh, shit. Oh, yea." Samantha's body began to shake. 

"Faster." Alexis whined as her teeth sunk into Dillon's shoulder. 

The two women were racing to their orgasms as Dillon was trying to delay his. He was failing. Dillon felt the first surge building. He pulled his fingers from Alexis and pushed Samantha away enough to pull out. Her hand went down and gripped his cock and began to pump it. Dillon's hand went back behind him and slid down the crack of Alexis' ass and grazed her asshole on the way to her pussy. Her body convulsed, slamming into him.

"Oh, God. I'm..." 

Dillon only partially realized his sister was cumming. He was too focused on his own as he shot his load onto his cousin. Spraying her stomach and filling her navel. She milked every last drop of cum from him as his body lost all its tension. With a sigh, he rolled over and lay on his back between them. Samantha was still toying with his cock. 

"I love my family." Dillon smiled up at the ceiling. "Too bad it takes two of them to ever get me off."

Samantha's wet hand smacked him in the face and smeared his cum across his cheek and lips. Grimacing, Dillon let out a deep chuckle. 

Dillon fought the instinctive urge to lick his lips as he wiped away a glob of cum. "I give you what? Three orgasms and you still get pissy. You Jackson women are never satisfied."

"What? You used to love bukkakes." Samantha began rubbing all over his face as he glared up at her playfully. 

"Still do. If you blow the pizza guy, I'll let him cum all over me." 

"Ew." Alexis smacked his stomach. "You two are disgusting."

Dillon crawled over Samantha with a sharp swat to her ass. He found a towel in the bathroom and cleaned his face. Looking from the shower to the large Jacuzzi tub. Thirty minutes later, he was happily reclined with his sister between his legs. Samantha had wandered off to take care of the noisy little butterball. Dillon's hands were absentmindedly playing with Alexis' fingers.

"So, how'd you like your first threesome?"

Alexis leaned her head back until she could feel his cheek on the side of her head. "Did it really count? We didn't really do anything with each other."

"Probably not. Maybe next time you two will make out. It would be so hot." Dillon said in his best Valley girl voice.

"Really?"

"Not really. I'm mean, yea, but that's up to you two. I'm don't really mind if you'd like to experiment with her."

"I'm not sure I'd like that. A girl, I mean."

"It's different isn't it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you're not reacting as bad as when I suggested you date a guy."

"Oh." Alexis slid out from between his legs so she could look at him. "It's Sammy. I never thought about her like that."

"Well, she popped your cherry. You just had your first tandem orgasm. I'd say you might want to start thinking about it. I'd guess Sammy has messed around a bit with women, but I don't really know."

"Is this so you can have more threesomes?" Her eyes narrowed trying to see into Dillon's mind.

"Not really. This wasn't my first. Other than the visual stimuli of two girls going at it in front of me, I don't really get a lot out of it. Never really saw the fascination. I only have one penis. If I grew another one, I'd rethink it."

"But you'd be okay with Sammy and I?"

"Sure. You're sharing me. I don't see the big deal, but I'm easy. It's sex and love and family. As long as both of you enjoy it and want to. It's at least worth having a conversation with her."

Alexis snuggled back into Dillon's lap as she shook her head. "You really are a slut, aren't you?"

"Oh, yea. And you're getting all the benefits of my sordid past. We have a long life ahead of us, Lex. I want to make sure you enjoy it."

They all curled up together in bed. Even Kyle was invited as he snuggled up between Samantha and Dillon. Alexis fell asleep with her head on her brother's chest. Saturday came and went in a blur. They found themselves on the road Sunday morning heading for home. Dillon was happily sore and almost pleased to be leaving. He doubted if he could have survived two more days of that. 

The next few days flew by until he was pulling into the parking lot of a six-story hotel. He saw his mother's car. When he got to the lobby, he saw his mother sitting in a chair sipping a cup of coffee. Her eyes found him almost immediately. 

"Hello, Son."

"Hello, Mother." Dillon matched her serious tone then turned flirty. "Come here often?"

"Shut up."

They walked to the elevator side by side. Once they were inside, Dillon surprised her by slipping his hand into hers. She gave him a startled confused look.

"What's this?"

"Can't a boy hold a girl's hand?"

She cleared her throat. "What exactly is this?"

"Nothing. Just playing a little. I tend to get touchy-feely when I'm aroused."

"You're aroused?"

"Of course. Aunt Jane's waiting in a hotel room for me. I was hard before I got in the truck this morning."

"Dillon. I don't really want to hear this."

He turned to see her staring at him. "Mom. I know how the mind works. You've pictured me having sex with her. You know I've pictured you and me having sex. As creepy and twisted as it is, I think I'm being rather adult about all this. For me, at least."

"That doesn't mean I want to hear about it."

"Hmm. Are you sure?" Dillon smiled when she hesitated before nodding. She caught the suspicion in his eyes and looked away. "It's okay, Mom. It doesn't make you sick or disturbed."

"Really? Picturing you and Jane having sex isn't wrong?"

"You could always watch if it makes you feel better? Lex loves to." 

"Dillon." She snapped, as she jerked her hand out of his and backed into the corner of the elevator just as the doors were opening. "Stop it."

He was chuckling as he watched her storm out of the elevator. Following her, he watched the slight jiggle of her ass. She was still pretty. Beautiful, to be honest. She had a few extra pounds on her, but it made her hips a bit more interesting. They'd be fun to hang onto. Looking down, he realized he was hard. He was thinking about his Mom and liking it. Shit. It's been years since he'd fantasized about her. He stopped in his tracks. 

"What's wrong?"

Dillon was leaning with his back against the wall and his hands covering his face when his mother's voice caused him to look up. He shook his head at her, but didn't move. 

She was standing in front of him looking at him with concern. "What is it?"

"I'm hard."

"Dillon, I said stop it."

"I was joking earlier. Just messing with you. I mean I'm hard now. For you."

"What?" Her eyes went wide and she stepped back to stumble into the wall behind her.

"I didn't mean to. It was a reflex. I checked out your ass and he reacted."

"My ass? You got hard staring at my ass?"

"Not exactly. My mind works faster than I can stop it sometimes. I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean to." His eyes lifted to look at her. Matching her look of worry. "There is something wrong with me, isn't there?"

"No there isn't." She said quickly like any mother trying to reassure a child. Her lip twitched in a nervous smile. "Okay. There is, but there isn't. I can understand you thinking of my like that as a boy. It happens. But you're a man now. You can't."

"Can't what?"

"Think of me. Want me. Any of it. I'm your mother."

"I know that, but it doesn't stop my brain." He looked down at his crotch. "It doesn't stop him."

His mom's eyes fell to the bulge in his pants. Her eyes bounced up and down several times before coming back to his face. Dillon couldn't read her thoughts. Her lips were parted and her breathing had increased. He noticed her right hand was clenched in a tight fist as she pressed it tightly to her stomach.

"Have you ever had an affair, Mom?"

She blinked several times as if in a trance. "What?"

"An affair. Have you ever cheated?"

"No."

"Has Dad?"

"No." She shook her head. "I don't think so."

"You're not sure, then. You think he's capable of it."

"Everyone is, aren't they? Why are you asking?"

"I don't know. I guess I'm just curious if you're satisfied. With marriage. With dad. With your life. I never imagined how un-perfect Jane thought her life was, until this happened. Do you feel the same way?"

"And if I am, are you going to start doing me too?" She said with a bit of humor, but there was a slight tint of curiosity in her voice.

Dillon nodded slowly as his eyes fell to her feet. "I would. If you could get over the idea of me being your son and needed that from me, I would. How wrong is that? How wrong am I?"

His mom's voice was a whisper. "Really wrong. We couldn't, Honey."

She turned and took his hand and guided him towards the waiting room. He could feel the moisture in her palm. Slipping a hand in her purse, she came back out with a keycard and handed it to him. Before he slid it into the lock, he raised his head and caught her staring at him.

"I'm sorry, Mom."

"I know. It's okay. I'm not mad at you. This whole situation might be too much for you. It's my fault."

"Nothing is your fault, Mom. Not this and not me. You didn't do anything wrong. You're the perfect mom. Maybe that's the problem." Dillon reached up and stroked her cheek. Her eyes were laced with sad worry for him. "For luck." Dillon leaned in and kissed her lightly on the corner of the lips. Kissing her cheek more than anything.




The Family Jackson Ch. 06



"Dillon." She whispered. Searching his eyes before smiling at him. Her hand lifted to touch the back of his hand still caressing her cheek. 

"I love you, Mom." 

She sighed and pursed her lips. Backing away, she turned to go. Dillon watched her for a moment before sliding the card in and opening the door. Jane had turned from staring out the window at the noise. Her arms were wrapped around her body. She was wearing a simply floral cotton dress. The sunlight streaming in from the window allowing Dillon to see her figure. She was slightly thinner than his mother was. Her hips were a little narrower. Dillon closed his eyes and cursed himself for comparing the two. It wasn't fair to Jane. To either of them, really. 

"Hey, Janie."

"Hey, Dillon." 

They met at the foot of the bed. His arms finding her hips and pulling her against him as their lips collided. Her arms wrapped around him as he lifted her off her feet. With her legs locked around his waist, he crawled onto the bed. Their bodies crashing to the mattress. Her sharp laughter was cut off as soon as his lips returned to hers. His hand pulled at her hair as her legs still gripped him.

Dillon could feel her taut nipples through the fabric as he gripped her breast tightly. Pushing up, he tugged at his sweatshirt while she worked at his jeans. Her legs coming apart briefly. Bare chested, he looked for her buttons but didn't see any. With a grunt of desperation, he ran his hands up her dress until her panties came into view. He could see the tiny dot of hair, the moisture of her arousal, and the delicate crease of her labia. His entire world shrunk to a single pair sheer baby blue panties. 

His mouth was already watering before his lips even tasted her. Dillon's head dropped, as he lay prone beneath her legs. His lips tugging at hers through the fabric. Her sharp groan vibrated through her entire body. He rolled his head and ground his face into her as his hands slid up under the dress to take possession of her breasts. His nose wiggling more and more forcefully across her clit. He could feel her kicking at him as he licked and sucked her. 

Jane's moans grew to savage grunts of pleasure when Dillon pushed her panties to the side and captured her clit between his lips. Two fingers slid into her and began to tease and rub as fast as he could work them. Without his arms holding, Jane's body twisted and turned under him. Her hips were driving into him.

"Dillon. Oh, fuck me. Please."

Pushing up, he slid of the bed and struggled to get undressed. Jane was having the same trouble with her dress as she worked at the buttons behind her back. Dillon won the race and started chuckling when he saw her face as she bit her lip in aggravation. She gasped when he took hold of her ankles and pulled her down the bed. Her dress riding up her body as she neared. 

"Roll over." 

Dillon said as he let go of her legs. She obeyed instantly, rising up on her hands and knees and crawling back towards him. He pulled her panties sideways as he stepped up and ran the tip of his cock between her legs. When she felt the heat of his cock, she pushed back at him instinctively. 

"Does somebody need me?" Dillon teased. 

"Yes. Oh God, yes."

"Say it Janie. Tell me you need me." He pulled away from her and ran his hand between her legs. His palm flattening her lips as he teased her clit. 

"I need you. I need you, Dillon."

"Do you?" His finger slid into her and twisted. "Do you need me here?"

"Yes." She was panting. Her body tensed as she pushed against his fingers.

Dillon ran a hand up her back and unbuttoned her dress. He hands were frantic as she pulled it over her head and threw it across the room. His finger slid out and circled the tight little pucker of her ass. 

"Oh, fuck me." Jane groaned in a husky lust filled voice. She pushed back at him as his finger increased its pressure. His finger sliding past the resistance.

"Are you sure you don't want me here?" 

"Oh, God." Her head shook back and forth as she pushed and pulled against his finger. "I don't...I don't know."

Reaching down, Dillon fished a small tube out of his pants pocket and quickly unscrewed the cap. Jane was whimpering at the loss of contact with his fingers. Her head came around as he was smearing his finger with lube. He saw her eyes go wide in shock and apprehension.

"Don't worry Janie. I have an idea you'll love this. I'll be slow and gentle. Just my fingers until we find out."

She scowled and then nodded. Dropping her head, she tensed as his finger began to slowly circle her asshole. With the lube, he slid beyond the muscles without much resistance. Moving it in and out as his other hand reached around and slowly stimulated her clit. Within a minute, she was flexing into his finger. His second finger joined the first. Pushing and twisting as he got her used to the added width. 

Beads of sweat appeared on her back. He could hear her breath ragged and disjointed. He slowed his fingers over her clitoris. It brought a whimper of disapproval from her.

"Please, Dillon." She was shaking. "I'm so close."

"Shh, Honey. I know you are. I promise. Just relax and let me take care of you. Just rub it slow and easy. Don't rush this. Let it build"

Her hand slid down and pushed his away and began to rub forcefully until Dillon stopped her. 

"Honey. Slow and easy. I'll tell you when."

She couldn't speak. Her fingers slowed and she nodded. 

Reaching down, Dillon grabbed the tube of lube and coated his cock. Rubbing it along the tip and shaft before he squirted a bit more on his fingers. Pushing down on his cock with one hand, he spread his fingers and stretched her a bit more before pulling his finger out of her. When the tip of his cock brushed against her asshole, she tensed.

"Trust me. It'll just be a little bit at a time. Just push back at me."

All she could do was grunt as she nodded her head. Her hand had fallen to the bed to brace for what was about to happen.

Slowly but surely, Dillon pushed forward. With one hand on the shaft of his cock, he pulled her backward with the other. She let out a dozen huffing grunts as her body fought against the intrusion. Dillon could feel the muscles give way a little at a time. The tip disappeared with two more inches of his cock. He could feel her body go rigid. With his hands on her hips, he pushed and pulled her gently. 

Her huffing breaths turned to moans as she took more of him. Two dozen strokes and he slid deeper. As the minutes passed, he worked more and more of his cock inside her ass. When he felt his Aunt pushing back to meet his gentle movements, he slid a hand up her back and back down. His nails teasing her sweat glazed skin. 

"Oh, Dillon. You're in my ass." Her body shook with the giddy laughter.

"Not all the way, Janie. Do you want it all?"

"Yes. Please." She pushed back at him as he pushed until her ass was pressed against his hips. 

"Damn, woman." He groaned from the tight heat he found himself in. "Tell me when you're ready."

"I like this. Just keep doing it like this." 

Closing his eyes, Dillon began to flex his hips. Aunt Jane was the first to increase the tempo. Each time he sunk as deep as he could, her ass flexed. Pulling at his cock. 

"Dillon. Oh fuck, Dillon. Fuck me. I need you to fuck me. Fuck my ass." She panted as her hand went between her legs.

Dillon complied. Tightening his grip on her hips, he started to pull her backward into his driving hips. The air left her lungs in one giant grunting, "Yes."

Over and over, he drove into her. The wooden headboard slamming against the wall. As she cried out for more. Dillon felt her ass pinch down hard as she began to quake and shudder. Her head falling to the mattress as her arms gave out. Dillon slipped out of her as she straightened and her legs kicked slightly as she rode out her orgasm.

"Yes. Oh, yes." She wailed.

Crawling over top of her, Dillon leaned down and kissed her sweaty neck after brushing her hair away. His tongue sliding across her skin. "Scoot up, Baby." His thumb rubbed circles just behind her ear. "Scoot up."

Jane inched up the bed so her legs weren't dangling uncomfortable off the end. Dillon kissed his way down her body. His tongue diverting every so often to run back up her spine. He could feel the tiny hairs standing at attention. He nibbled lightly at the small love handle as his hands massaged her ass. With both hands gripping her ass, he spread her cheeks to see he anus tightening back down. Guiding himself back in, he pressed down and sunk back into her ass. 

She tensed and then relaxed. "Dillon. Again?"

Lowering himself down, he put all his weight on her. His lips were at her ear. His heavy warm breath stirred her hair. "I didn't get mine yet, Sweetie." He lifted his hips and drove them down quickly. 

Her hand shot up above her head as she tore at the covers of the bed. "Oh, yes. Dillon." She whined. "Again. Again."

Dillon reached up and found her hands. His lips kissing her temple as she turned her head. His voice was low and husky. "Am I the first in your ass, Aunt Jane?"

"Yes." 

His ass lifted and fell harder. "Do you love my cock in your ass, Aunt Jane?" Dillon licked a salty tear from the corner of her eyes.

"Yes."

His ass rose and fell again. "Do you want your nephew to cum in your ass, Aunt Jane?"

She nodded frantically. "Yes. Dillon. Cum in my ass."

"I don't know, Aunt Jane." He teased. This time he flexed his hips slow. "I think you need to beg me."

"Dillon." She whined. "Why?"

"I love to hear you beg for it, Aunt Jane. I love knowing I make you feel so good. Tell me how I make you feel."

"Wonderful. I've never felt anything like you. Your voice makes me wet. I can't stop thinking about your cock sliding into me. Oh God, Dillon. Please. Please, fuck my ass."

"Aunt Jane." His started a slow rhythm as he teased. "Such naughty words. I'm just a sweet little boy. I'm your nephew."

Her fingers tightened in his. "Dillon. I'm gonna spank your ass if you don't stop screwing around." His warm chuckle was caused her to growl at him. It was a low, almost angry, growl. Her head turned to glare at him. "I hate you, you little shit."

Dillon nuzzled his nose into her hair. Breathing in her perfume, her shampoo, her sweat. "Ah, Janie. I love when you say that." 

He moved up her body a bit further. When he sunk down, it brought a startled groan out of her. He wiggled his ass a bit and slid up and down. 

"Oh shit, Dillon."

"Did I find something?" His voice was innocent.

Her eyes were wide as she craned her neck to look at him. "How do you know how to do this?"

"A dirty little girl that loved to experiment and the Internet. Can I make you cum again?"

"Keep doing that."

He pushed her legs together with his own. His ass rising up and driving his cock deep into her ass over and over as she buried her face in the bed. He felt ever inch as he slid in and out of her ass. Sweat dripped off the tip of his nose as he thrust with more urgency. His own release gathering. His grunts of pleasure joined hers. Her hand pulled out of his and she stretched them out further. Jane's toes curled. When Dillon gripped her hair and drove into her, she began to tremble. 

"Dillon. I'm cumming. Oh, God. I'm cumming."

Her desperate voice drove him over the edge. He felt his cock swell as he shot into her. His hips convulsing as he arched his back. Twenty tiny thrusts later, he stopped. His body spent. He knew she'd orgasmed. Dillon had heard her cries and throes of passion. It had been a distant buzzing sound amidst the rush of blood in his ears. Pulling out of her, he rolled to his side beside her. His hand ran up and down her back.

"My sweet beautiful, Aunt Jane. What naughty words you have." 

"Not my fault. I have an evil little nephew with the most wonderful cock in the world. He makes me do all sorts of bad things."

He kissed her lightly on the cheek and then the lips. "I think we found out a few new things about you, today."

"Yea. Where did that come from?"

"How should I know." His hand moved down and slid her panties back to their original position. "I'm gonna have to confiscate these. This one goes in my Hall of Fame. Top thirty at least."

"Thirty? How many have you been with?"

"You're my first, Janie. I swear." Dillon rolled off the bed after slapping her ass playfully. "When you can stand up, come join me in the shower. I'm not done with you, yet."

Dillon was lathering up his cock, making sure it was bright and shiny when Jane slid in behind him. Her hands ran down his back as she planted kisses across his shoulder. He felt her nails tease down his spine and then wrap around to run across he chest and stomach. 

"Aunt Jane? What are you doing here? Why are you touching me like that?" He said as innocent as he could. 

"Shh, Sweetie. Let Aunt Jane get you nice and clean. Little boys need to be really really clean." Her hands slid down and began to stroke him. His cock reacting instantly.

"Hmm. Nobody's ever touched me there, Aunt Jane. I feel all tingly."

"So do I. Would you like to feel where I feel tingly?"

"I don't know, Aunt Jane. Are we supposed to be doing this?"

"Shh." Jane nipped at his shoulder as she giggled. "This is our little secret. Nobody has to know. This is how Aunts are supposed to take care of their nephews, Sweetie." Her hand worked at his cock a little faster. "This is nice. Why don't you turn around so your aunt can clean it properly."

Dillon turned around as she knelt before him. She trailed her nails down his body and sent a chill up his spine. 

"Such a beautiful little boy. Does my baby boy like the way his Auntie touches him?"

"Oh yes, Auntie. I'm feeling all warm inside."

Jane rinsed off his cock. Her hand moved down his shaft to graze his balls. Dillon saw her tongue dart out and run across the tip of his cock slowly. Her eyes looked up as he groaned from the sensation. 

"Would you like your Auntie to make sure you're really really clean?"

Dillon nodded as his eyes closed. "Your nephew is really dirty."

"I know. My nephew is a really bad boy. I should spank him for all his dirty thoughts. All the things he's thought about doing to his poor little Aunt."

Jane took him inside her mouth. Her tongue sliding underneath as she gently scratched his balls. Dillon let out a little chuckle of surprise at how quickly she devoured him. Her head moving at a rapid pace. Her tongue and fingers worked him over expertly. Her lips molded to his cock as she suckled and teased him. 

Dillon was groaning with every exhale. His hand moved down to run through her wet hair. His fingers teased the back of her neck. She cupped his balls and began to slowly run her nails down them. Pulling slightly. "Oh, Janie. You're about to make your nephew cum. If you don't stop, I'm going to cum." 

Her mouth came off his cock as her eyes looked up at him. She was smiling. "My nephew wouldn't do that. Not in his Auntie's mouth. My nephew is a good boy. Only dirty boys do that." 

As soon as she was done speaking, she descended on his cock once more. This time, increasing the speed and suction. Her nails caressed his balls and the other hand teased his stomach. 

Dillon's grip on her hair tightened. His hips began to thrust in need. It only caused Jane to groan in pleasure and bob faster. 

"I'm cumming," was all Dillon had time to say before his cock erupted in her mouth. He felt her cheeks suck in as she swallowed each silky jet as it collided with the back of her throat. He let out a giant breath of air, unaware he'd been holding it. Releasing his grip on her hair, he looked down to see her still sucking at him. Her tongue was still gliding down his shaft. 

"If my Auntie keeps doing that, it'll get big and hard again."

"Your Auntie needs it to be nice and hard. She needs to have her tingling go away. Would my nephew like to help his poor little Aunt?"

"I don't know, Aunt Jane. I feel naughty. I don't know what just happened to me. You're going to have to tell me what to do."

"You're such a sick little boy." She finally had to laugh at the game. "Get your ass on the bed." 

Stepping from the shower, she led him by the hand to the bed and pushed him onto his back. She quickly straddled his stomach and leaned down to kiss him. Her tongue diving deep into Dillon's mouth as she began to slid up and down his body. Jane's hand gripped his hair tightly as she lured his tongue into her mouth. 

Dillon pulled her hair to break the kiss. "Give me a taste. You want me hard. Give me a taste."

He pulled her head back down. Their lips pulling and crashing against each other. Dillon felt her hand leave his hair and slide down between them. Her tongue was replace by two fingers coated with her juices. Dillon sucked greedily at them as Jane slid up and down his stomach. He could already feel the difference from the water of the shower and her arousal. Her other hand reached behind her to stroke his cock. 

Her eyes stared down at him as he continued to clean her fingers. "You are a beautiful freak of nature."

Dillon chuckled as he pushed her up and rose with her. "You don't know half the shit I've done."

"Lie back down. Nephews are supposed lie there and let their Aunties make them feel all tingly and warm."

"Yes, Auntie. Can I touch your boobies?"

"That's what dirty boys do. Are you a dirty boy?"

"A very dirty boy."

His hands found her breasts as she slid down and positioned herself on his cock. Sliding up and down the shaft as it grew. He could feel her coating his cock. Feel her lips sliding against his shaft. In a fluid motion, she reached down and lifted his cock and sat down on it. Her pussy gripping greedily at him.

"Oh, shit." Dillon flexed his hips into her. 

"Such a lovely boy. Keep playing with my tits. Aunt Jane need to cum."

Dillon massaged and teased and toyed with her breasts. Running his thumbs across her nipples, pressing down and flexing his hands. Tracing lines around each and every curve. 

Jane leaned down and dug her fingers into his chest as she ground her pelvis into him. Her body was taut. With her eyes shut tight, she worked her hips faster and faster. 

"Oh, God. Oh, God. Dillon. Oh fuck, Dillon." She pushed back as her body shivered. Her stomach rolled as her hand streaked to her clit and rubbed at it. 

He watched as she twitched and moaned before relaxing her entire body. Dillon shook his head as he chuckled. Rising up, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down. "My beautiful, Aunt Jane. They way you cum is so beautiful."

Her head dropped to his shoulder as her breath collided with his wet skin. "Damn you. The things you do to me."

"What? You mean you don't let your nieces do this to you?"

"Not a chance. I'm gonna miss you, Baby Boy."

"I'm gonna miss you. You're going to have to visit more often. Maybe I'll become Kyle's chauffeur. I'd love to see you all naked on a blanket in the middle of a field."

"Oh. That's a nice thought. Was that one of your fantasizes?"

"One of a thousand. The hayloft, the lake, bent over every single hay bale. I even banged you in the garden. Right there between the corn rows."

"Wow. That'd work. I wish I'd have known you were such a pervert earlier. I could have used a few itchy nights."

"Don't worry. I plan to make up for lost time. I might need a replacement to keep me in shape. Mom's putting up some resistance to the idea. It's either Lex or Sammy if I want the family theme to continue."

"Dillon." Her head came up as she narrowed her eyes and glared a little. "You're not doing this to your sister."

"So, Mom and Sammy are okay?" Dillon gave her his best smile.

"No."

"I'll let you choose which one. Give me a month and I think I can get into Mom's pants. Sammy might be easier. She's a bit of a tramp. Always has been. I'm pretty sure she isn't a virgin."




The Family Jackson Ch. 06



"You evil little freak. Leave my Sammy alone."

"So it's Mom. Okay. I can do her."

"No. You can't have sex with your mom. What's wrong with you?"

"Tons. I've tried to tell you."

She shook with laughter as she kissed him. "Dillon, please shut up." Her hips began to move again. "Just shut up and say goodbye to me the right way."

Four hours later, Mom and Jane arrived home fresh from a day at the spa. Jane was glowing, but with a tiny regretful frown creasing her face. Dillon wandered home an hour later. The last meal together was loud and boisterous. The adults took full advantage of a few bottles of wine and the hot tub. The younger generation curled up and watched TV. They weren't going anywhere near the hot tub with Uncle Rick's physique on display.

Kara wandered out and curled into Dillon's bed. Eliminating any midnight entertainment. In a pair of shorts, Dillon slipped under the covers and joined her.

"What's up? Dillon asked as he snuggled closer and peeked at her from his stomach. She was on he side looking at him.

"Nothing."

"Uh-huh. If I promised to always tell you the truth, shouldn't you?"

"I never promised you that."

"I know, but I'd like to help you with whatever this is. I don't like seeing you this way. I miss my beautiful little smiling cousin."

"That one of the things. I'm not little. I'm all gawky and ugly. Stop calling me beautiful."

"Honey. I call you beautiful because I think you are. I lovingly call Uncle Rick a fat bastard, because he is. It's how I am. You're tall and all knees and elbow, but that'll change. Most of us did. You've seen pictures of me. I was the biggest dorkiest freak in the family. Maybe the city." Dillon slid closer and pulled her tight before kissing her forehead. "What's the rest of it?"

"A boyfriend. I haven't had one in three years. No one likes me. Amber has all the boys chasing her."

"A bit jealous. That's normal. Like I said earlier. They'll come around. The good ones will be obvious. Just watch and listen. If they talk about their conquests, that's all you'll be. You have time for all that. I know it's tough, but you can't hurry boys. We're idiots."

"Well, you are. I know that."

"How's that? I thought I was supper suave and all manly."

"Sammy thinks so. You two should be less obvious."

Dillon's eyes went wide. The hand tracing tiny circles on her back stuttered a bit. "What's that?"

Kara's head came up to peer at him in the darkness. Their faces were inches apart. Dillon could smell the faint scent of strawberries on her breath. "I thought you promised not to lie to me. I know about you two. I've always known."

"How long is always?" His mind was racing. Dillon couldn't admit to it and couldn't really lie about it. He'd promised her he'd never lie.

"I used to spy on you in the hayloft. I caught Sammy sneaking a blanket up their one day and wondered what she was up to. I know what she looks like after sex. You're sleeping with her. Aren't you?"

Dillon slipped out of bed and turned on the light. He came back and sat on the edge with a leg curled underneath him. Kara had sat up and leaned against the wall. Her eyes staring at him intently. Dillon couldn't read her mind. He wanted to. And then he'd shake her like an Etch-A-Sketch to erase the memory.

"Can I ask a favor from you, first?" Dillon watched her nod slowly before continuing. "If we talk about this, will you promise to not tell anyone?"

"I never have. Not even Amber. Sammy doesn't even know I know."

"Why not? How've you kept this secret for so long?"

"I don't know. I knew it was an important secret. You were always so nice to me. You never left me behind and you always made sure I was okay. You were my big brother. That's how I've always thought of you."

"Is that a promise to keep this a secret?"

"Yes." 

"All right. Yes. Sammy and I are having sex. I don't really know how it happened, but she loves me. I don't really see what's so great about a smartass like me, but she does. She's moving here for me. And I love her back, if you were wondering."

"I wasn't. It's easy to see. All the wrestling and flirting. You two are way too obvious. Only Amber is too wrapped up in her own little world not to notice."

"That's a relief. She'd tweet that in a heartbeat." Dillon slid against the wall beside her and took her hand as she tilted her head to rest it on his shoulder. "So that's part of it. Amber has a boyfriend, Sammy has me, and you don't have anyone."

"Yea." 

"Well, I can only promise you that you'll eventually have a boyfriend. I'd like him to treat you nice. Don't settle for the first guy that comes along. Make sure he likes you before he starts rubbing up against you. Mistakes can't be taken back, Sweetie."

"What's it like? The sex, I mean."

"You want the sex talk? I'm a boy. It would be better from a girl. Sammy could talk to you about it."

"She wouldn't take it seriously. I'm just her little sister. I want to know what its like from you. I know you won't lie."

Dillon rested his cheek on her head and squeezed her hand. He saw her shiver a bit. Giving the top of her head a kiss, he turned the lights back off and slipped into bed. She was on her side curled up slightly when he reached out and found her side with his fingers. He pulled her closer until she was resting her head over his heart.

"Okay. I guess I'll have to give this talk to Kyle in another year or two. I might as well practice it on you. First off, it's a horrible experience. No one's doing it. They're all lying about it."

Kara raised her head to look at him. In the dim light he could see her scowl.

"Fine. From a boy's perspective, it's amazing. Even the worst sex is amazing."

"What does it feel like?"

"Warm. Silky. The most comforting beautiful feeling ever. There's a ton of tiny nerves near the tip of my pee-pee that just go crazy when they come in contact with a girl." Dillon's hand began to caress the back of her neck. It was a gentle touch to reassure her.

"From the boy's side, it's wonderful. From the girl's side it's different. Your brain can get in the way. Your first time can be painful and uncomfortable. Us boys don't really know that or care. All we want is the prize. If you're honest with the guy and he cares about you, he'll take his time and be really gentle. A bit of advice when you decide to do it. Well, advice and a rule. Rule number one is to always make him wear a condom. If he doesn't, walk away. Don't fall for his bullshit excuses. Chances are he's used them before and picked up a disease in the process. The advice is to use a bit of lube your first few times. And tell the guy you've never done it. Don't play the little girly games you all play. If you're too embarrassed to be honest, you're not ready. You're going to be scared and nervous. That's where your little girly brain interferes. If you're not really aroused and ready, it hurts more. You know what feelings to expect, don't you."

"Yea. I've had a few girlfriends describe it. One said it was a sharp tearing pain, the other said it just kind of burned. They thought they needed to pee. Neither one of them liked it the first time."

"I've been told the same. After a few times, that peeing sensation goes away or at least you understand it isn't the need to pee. A lot of the girls I've been with used a toy way before they ever decided on the real thing. It takes care of the bleeding and you get used to something inside you."

"Hmm." Kara sighed under her breath as she nodded. "What do you think of the girl afterwards?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, do you think she's a slut?"

"I don't. Some guys do. It's part of the bragging process. A lot of times they have to perform for their friends. Girls talk and boys talk. It's just the way it is. Losing your virginity doesn't make you a slut. Sleeping with the entire football team might. I had to learn that one the hard way. They even have video."

"Shut up. Why do you do that? Make jokes during serious situations."

"To ease the tension. I get nervous and I crack a joke to hide behind it. Always have. I told you I'm not super cool and all together. I'm a mess. I just hide it better than you do. Boys are as scared as the girls, maybe more so. We sometimes lash out when we don't exactly do everything well. Or when we get embarrassed. Guys can be pricks. If you like a guy and are honest, that helps. If it's his first time, it might take him a few times to last long enough for you to enjoy it. Try not to laugh hysterically when he messes his jeans before he even touches you."

She laughed and Dillon joined her as he squeezed her tight. He felt her body relax as she snuggled closer. Her head was now tucked into his neck with her breath warming his skin. 

"I like this. You make me feel safe."

"That's what cousins are for." Dillon closed his eyes and relaxed. "I'll always keep you safe, Honey. Anything else? Or have we solved all your problems."

Her head came up to look at him. Turning his head, Dillon peered at her with a questioning look. He was caught off guard when she quickly darted in for a kiss and then tucked her head back down.

Clearing his throat, he was staring at the top of her head. "What was that?"

"A kiss." She said in a tiny voice.

"Why?"

"I haven't kissed in a long time. I just thought..." Her voice grew more and more quiet until she was shaking slightly.

"Kara. I'm your cousin. We don't steal kisses from cousins."

"What about Sammy? You kiss her. She's beautiful. Is that why?"

"No, Baby. That's not why. She and I kiss because we both want to and enjoy it. We love each other. We're all grown up and adult like. Well, she is at least. I can't do anything with you. If I was younger or you were older, I'd seriously want to." 

"No you wouldn't."

"I guarantee you, I would. I'll never admit this. Sammy would brain me if I did, but you're the most beautiful Jackson I've ever seen. I've only seen one or two women in person that compare to you. If I didn't love you so much, I'd be trying to everything I could to get in your pants. Even though you're underage. And we both know the cousin thing doesn't bother me."

"I wouldn't tell."

Dillon swallowed hard. He heard the microwave knocking on the door. There was even the faint sound of a wood chipper starting up to take care of the rest of him. He might survive sleeping around with Sammy. Doubtful, but there was a chance. Messing with Kara would get him impaled, and not in the good way. He let out a long nervous breath.

"Honey, I can't be your first. You're way too fragile right now. I'd love to. I'd be honored, but I can't. You deserve someone a whole lot better than me. Would you really want a guy that would cheat on your sister?"

"I don't know. I just want someone to like me. To see me the way you say." 

Dillon felt her chest jumping as she tried to fight back a sob and lost. He could feel her warm tears splashing on his shoulder. In a quick almost violent motion, she turned over and faced the wall. She flinched and tried to elbow him when Dillon followed her. He pulled her close against him and nuzzled into her neck. 

"It's okay, Kara. Shh. I love you, Baby." His hand found hers and surrounded it. Her little fingers gripping him tightly. She was sobbing quietly. "Shh, Kara. I promise. You'll be okay. You'll be everything you want, one day. One day, you'll look in the mirror and see what I see. It'll take your breath away. Come on, Baby. Turn over and look at me."

It took him five minutes to get her to turn over and face him. His thumb brushing her tears away. He kissed her forehead. Kara blinked, causing another tear to drop and roll down the side of her nose. Dillon's thumb caught up to it, as it was about to find her lips. 

"Kiss me, Dillon. Please."

"Kara..."

"Please. An innocent kiss. You asked for a favor. I'm asking for one. I just want to know what it feels like to be kissed by you."

Dillon stared at her. His thumb caressing her cheek. He didn't really know how long they lay like that. Her eyes were big and wide and pleading. His stomach was a tight knot. He didn't want to hurt her. Didn't want to reject her. She was about to shatter into a thousand pieced right in front of him. It was his little cousin. With a tiny grunt of surrender, he leaned in and kissed her. A soft press of lips against lips.

His tongue came out instinctively to wet both their lips. Her moan caused his eyes to flare wide. She reached out and pressed her flat palm against his chest. Feeling his skin. Innocent kiss wasn't what she was thinking. Pulling away from her, she followed him. Her hand sliding around his body to try and pull him down on top of her. 

"Kara. I'm not so good at innocent."

"It's okay. Please. Just kiss me. That's all I want."

Dillon was going to hell. Prison probably. At least they'd think he was pretty there. He'd get all the action he deserved. He pushed her to her back as he kissed her cheek. His hand tangling in the tight curls of her hair. He could feel her breast press against him. It caused him to tense. He was feeling his cousin's breast and nipple poking through the fabric of her shirt. Oh, he was going to burn for a very long time. He could feel her hand scratching at his side, her lips reaching out and finding his. They were hard and forceful. Demanding to find his kiss.

"Relax, Sweetie. Soft and slow. We're not going any further than this, so there's no hurry."

She relaxed as he slid further on top of her. His body pressed to her side as he kissed and teased her lips gently. Letting his tongue slide out just enough to taste her lips. Dillon kissed across her face and down her neck while his fingertips played in her hair. Almost on its own, his leg slid between hers as his hand ran down her side until he found her bare skin. He froze when he realized he was hard and it was pressing against her.

"Kara?" His head came up. They were both breathing hard as they stared at each other. "You okay?"

"Yes." She lifted her head and kissed him again before he could dodge her. "More."

"That might be a bad idea."

"Because you're hard? You are, aren't you?" She wiggled underneath him a little to feel it.

"Yea. That's my erection. Kind of tells you what I want to do to you. If you see or feel that, the boy wants you."

"I won't stop you. You can do anything you want to me."

Dillon chuckled. "Oh, Kara. Bad girl. Telling a boy like me something like that will get you naked and deflowered in a heartbeat. Honey, I seriously can't. I know you'd regret it. You'd hate me for taking advantage of you. I love you. You're my pretty little everything. I don't ever want you to hate me."

"I could never hate you."

"Maybe. But your mom and dad would. Mine too. They'd kill me. Then I'd get to go to jail for molesting and raping you. Not sure I want that much sex, Honey." He let out a sigh as she giggled underneath him. "I tell you what. How about we keep kissing. Just a nice innocent kiss. With our hands staying away from each others naughty parts."

For the next hour their limbs were tangled together. Kara slowly grew in confidence. Dillon was worked up probably more than she was by the end of the hour. His hands had strayed to run across her ass more than a dozen times. Each time, moving north to a safer spot once he realized it. She fell asleep as tight as she could get to him. A happy smile curling her lips. Dillon fell asleep breathing in her shampoo. The warmth of their bodies lulled them into a deeper sleep. Dillon really hoped Hell was this warm. He realized Karma was laughing at him. It no longer mattered to him. 

The next morning, he woke to find her spooning against his chest. His morning wood was sniffing and whimpering at something so sexy and innocent this close. He was going to have to have a serious talk with it. Sliding his arm out from under her, he made his way into the house to use the bathroom and grab a cup of coffee. 

Slowly the house woke up and began gathering their stuff to leave. One by one they hugged and said their good-byes. Kara's hug lingered a bit as Dillon whispered in her ear that he loved her. She looked up with her cheeks rosy and a timid smile. Aunt Jane gave him a warm hug and a soft caress to the neck. His hand may have accidentally slid over her ass. 

With the house a bit more quiet, Dillon wandered out to get his first chance at a shower. He was just about to turn off the water when a cold draft ran through the room and his lips curled into a smile. He looked up to see his Mom staring at him. Her eyes were as wide as her mouth. Dillon immediately started laughing. She spun around as he shut off the water and grabbed a towel.

"Nice to see you too, Mom."

"Shit, Dillon. Lock the door when you take a shower."

"Why? You can't believe how many people just wander in and watch. I should start charging. What do you need?"

"Clorox for my eyes."

"Come on, Mom. Aunt Jane thinks I'm beautiful. She loves my little guy."

"I'm not Aunt Jane. Oh, I'm never going to unsee that."

Wrapping the towel around his waist, he ran a hand across her shoulders. "I'm decent. What's up?"

"I just wanted to talk. About things. Us. What happened in the hotel."

"You mean me doing Aunt Jane in the bum bum? Or me wanting to do you?"

"What? You didn't."

Dillon fought back a chuckle and shrugged. "Did so. I thought girls shared everything. Yea, she liked it a lot."

"Really?"

"Yea. Some do some don't. Apparently she's wired to love it. I'm not a big fan. Too much prep and clean up."

"Ew. I don't want to know about that." She shuddered and then looked up with her eyes tinted with curiosity. "You really did?"

"Yep. She kind of gave me hints she'd like it."

"What hints?" Mom sat down at the foot of his bed and looked up at him.

"Little things every so often. My finger grazed it a few times and she reacted to it. I licked her a few times and she really liked it. I figured anal was one of her things."

"You licked her." His Mom's jaw dropped. "You do that? Guys do that?" 

"Mom? Am I going to have to give you the sex talk? I just finished with Kara. If you'd have told me you don't know how to enjoy sex, I would have booked a conference hall and put on a seminar."

"Kara? You gave her a sex talk?"

"Yep. I found out what's bothering her. She doesn't like the ugly duckling phase she thinks she's in. Amber having a boyfriend doesn't help. And all her friends are all lying down for guys. She's kind of getting freaked out about it all. Maybe I helped. Maybe I didn't."

"What did you tell her?"

"To wait for a sweet guy to comes along, always wear protection, and be honest with him with the minimum of games." Dillon grabbed a pair of shorts and smiled as his mother quickly turned away so he could get dressed. She turned back when he flopped on the bed and propped himself up on some pillows. 

"What do you think she'll do?"

Dillon shrugged as innocently as he could. "Probably throw herself at the first guy that shows interest. I'll keep track of her. I don't want her to make a mistake. She should be fine."

"Oh, That's something. At least she's a virgin. That poor girl actually thinks she's ugly?"

"Skinny, tall, and a mouth full of braces. She can't see it yet. She will." Dillon watched as his mom began to pick at her pants. It was a nervous habit she'd always had. "So? You and me? What did you want to say?"

"Can you..." She shook her head and then looked at the door. "Can you ease up on me? I'm trying to wrap my head around the fact that you and Jane are doing what you're doing. I didn't know it would bother me. She's giddy. Absolutely giddy. She doesn't even remember feeling the way she does for Rick. I don't know what you did to her. I think maybe I'm jealous." She turned back to Dillon with a sad far away look in her eyes. "I barely remember that feeling. Marriage can be long and full of the same day over and over. It just sort of wears you down."




The Family Jackson



He grabbed a towel and cleaned off her belly and then between her legs. Once he was satisfied with his job, he cleaned himself. Folding the towel over, he motioned for her to lift up so he could place it under her. "We probably should have done this to begin with. I'm running out of sheets. Mom's gonna think I'm a bed wetter."

"So buy more and start washing them at a laundry somewhere. Use the big head once in awhile."

Dillon glared at her as she stared at him with a smug look. She was leaning on her elbows. Content to watch his every movement. "You know. You're the first guy to ever do that. No other guy would ever think to even care."

"That's cause you have crappy taste in men. If I make the mess, I usually clean it up."

"Nah. It just proves a good man needs to be raised in a family full of amazing women. Sure, you're a bit of a sissy, but it's worth it."

"I'll have you know I drank half a beer before I got the giggles the other day. I ending up blowing everyone on the job sight, but I was planning on doing that anyway."

"Again?" Samantha rolled her eyes playfully. "I'm so glad you're a guy. I can't image you'd ever get off your back if you weren't."

"Says the girl on her back."

Samantha sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck. She nuzzled into his neck and squeezed him as tight as she could. "I love you, Dillon."

"Love you back, Sammy."

Letting out a drawn out sigh, she slid off the bed and gave him a hard smack to the back of the head. "That's for laughing at me when I orgasmed."

"What? I thought there was a squirrel trapped under the mattress. That was you?"

"I was trying to be quiet."

"So we don't need Pest Control?"

She shot him a glare before sitting down on the toilet. "Would you start the shower? I need to wash off before going back in the house."

It took twenty minutes to shower together. Samantha had to repeatedly slap him when his lips wandered from hers to try and explore her body. Once she was heading back to the house, Dillon slipped back in bed beside Alexis. He cuddled up behind her and wrapped an arm around her. "You awake?"

"No. I slept through that, Squirrel Fucker." Her sarcasm was almost blatant, even somewhat rude. She turned her head to try and see him in the darkness. Her hand found his and pulled it to her bare chest. 

Dillon kissed the back of her neck and let his words glide through the lazy curls of her dark hair. "Sorry about all of this. I'm not sure I know how to do this without breaking one of your hearts. Or all three of ours. I just want to love you. I can't envision a day without either of you. Without being able to be like this. I don't ever want to...I don't want to ever hurt you, Honey. You're gonna have to tell me what I'm supposed to do here. I'm not smart enough to know."

She turned to face him on the pillow. Her fingertips traced the lines his small frown had spread across his forehead. Leaning into him, she kissed him gently at first. Just warm lips barely moist. It grew from there. Samantha's tongue was the first to break from her lips. It found his lips and parted them. Both of them inhaled a deep breath at the spark it caused. Her hands pushed him to his back as she straddled him. She let her breasts graze up and down his body as she kissed and teased his skin, grinding herself against his body. His hands moved over her arms and sides when he could reach her. He kept his eyes closed, trying to fight the urge to reverse the position. She found his cock and placed it between the groove of her lips. Her thin white panties were slick and already transparent from her arousal. Both of them shuddered from the heat coming off of their bodies. Dillon lay perfectly still. He was now content to watch the angelic image of his sister rise up and begin to grind more and more forcefully into him. Her soft groans broke between shaky breaths as her hips found their own rhythm. 

Dillon watched her belly begin to tighten. Her legs gripped his sides. He could see the muscles of her jaw working, as her moans became more and more frequent. Her chin fell to her chest and her eyes squinted shut. As delicately as he could, he reached out and ran a thumb across her clitoris rapidly. Her eyes flared open and then rolled back in her head. Her tiny grunts preceded her orgasm. He watched as she hunched over, her head falling on his chest as she shook and gasped. Her nailed dug into his chest. It took her twenty seconds to let her body relax until she was lying prone on top of him with her head nestled into the crook of his neck. 

He found the covers and pulled them back over the top of them. His arms wrapped around her and squeezed tight. "So, is that your idea of the silent treatment? I like it."

She snorted. "Sorry. I didn't know what to say." She kissed his neck and licked a bit of sweat from him. "I don't know how to do that and talk at the same time."

"I've really never liked listening to you, Sweetie. You've always been a bit whiny."

Her teeth found sensitive skin near his collarbone as she growled. It brought a yelp out of him. In response, he slapped her ass. 

"At least I don't sound like a squirrel when I cum."

"True. I'm still setting a trap though. I don't need it wandering off with my chestnuts."

"You're such a dork." She nestled deeper into his embrace and let out a sigh. "Dillon? Is it wrong to get turned on listening to you and Sammy?"

"If we were two normal people, no. The way Sammy and I do it should scare you. Normal people don't use badgers as sex toys."

"I like the way you two are. You're funny. I don't know how to do it that way."

"Honey, you aren't supposed to pretend to be someone else. Or pretend at all. Just do what feels natural to you. You can't really love two people identically and you shouldn't try to make love to them the same. It's not fair to them. I love you. I love you completely. I love you just the way you are. We have plenty of time to figure out what you like and don't like. Okay?"

"Okay...Dillon?"

"Alexis?"

"When can I take off my panties?"

"Our agreement was for forty-eight hours and no shower. Wasn't it?" 

"Yea, but I'm already a bit...ripe."

"It's called musky. And you shouldn't have asked how I liked my panties. And you really shouldn't have agreed to give me a pair. You have no idea what you're in for."

"What do you do with them?"

"I told you. I'm a sniffer. I seal them in a Ziploc and bring them out for special occasions. You know. Yom Kippur, The running of the bulls, Wednesdays. I sniff and imagine doing things to you. Occasionally I lose some bodily fluids in the process."

Her head came up to flash a smile at him. "You're going to masturbate while thinking about me?"

"Uh, yea." He shot some sarcasm at her before rolling his eyes and smacking her ass again. "That's what perverts do."

"Can't you just do those things to me?"

"What if you're in school...or breakfast when the mood strikes me? You expect me to toss you over a table in front of everyone?"

"Would that be bad?"

Dillon raised up and kissed her. "Dad might frown. Mom would probably use the electric knife on my pecker. Or worse, they might join in."

They snuggled deeper into the blankets and fell asleep until his alarm went off. They both struggled through the day in a sleep deprived haze. It was Alexis' last day of school before Christmas break. Dillon made it through without losing an appendage and found out he'd have two days off while they waited for material to finish their job on the house. He'd be stuck in a house trying not to jump all over his cousin and sister. Maybe he could duct tape an ice pack around it. The thought evaporated when he thought of his pecker with frostbite. Then again, it might turn black and look bigger. 

When Dillon came through the back door into the kitchen, his mother was just pulling some cookies out of the oven. The entire house was filled with the aroma of sugar cookies. His cousin Kara was setting up the next batch on a cookie tray. Grandma Irene was sitting on a stool making sure no one messed up her recipe. Dillon slid past Mom and swatted Kara before hugging his Grandmother and placing a kiss on her offered cheek. 

"Doesn't baking you cookies deserve a hug?" His mother asked as she put her hands on her hips.

"Sure. But I have a rule. I kiss the love of my life first. The rest of you mean nothing to me next to Grandma." He hugged his Mom and then wrestled a hug from Kara as she tried to swat him away. His slobbery lips found her neck. When she protested, he pulled back and licked her nose. 

"Ew. Gross, Dillon." She rubbed the slobber away, spreading a bit of flour over her face in the process. 

"I don't know why you fight it. You know I'll get my hugs in. I don't care how bitter and angry you are in your little teenage world."

"Shut up. I'm not bitter."

"Just angry?"

"How about you get licked. See if you like it."

Dillon's eyes twinkled. "I'm not sure I should answer that question in front of Mom.

Mom swatted him with a spatula as he retreated from the kitchen to sit by Grandma Irene. He gave her another kiss and snaked a warm cookie off a plate. "They screw up your recipe this time?"

"No. Kara mixed the ingredients the right way. She's our little chef."

"Good." He tasted the cookie and smiled at Kara as she waited for his reaction. "No wonder Uncle Rick looks like he swallowed a walrus. Where is everyone?"

"Getting more Christmas lights and booze." His Mom answered. 

"Mom says it's from the beer...and the donuts." Kara laughed with a hint of a smile trying to escape.

"I got the next two days off. Do you and Amber want to go chase boys at the mall?"

"The mall?"

"Or a movie. You need to get out of the house before your angst turns the couch to the dark side. I think you've smiled twice since you got here. You could at least pretend you don't want us all to die in a fiery blaze while we sleep."

"I don't want you to burn. I want you to get hit by a street sweeper while you're sitting on the toilet." She shot him a snotty look as she stuck out her tongue at him. 

"Impressive imagery." He stole two more cookies, gave Grandma another kiss, and headed for the couch and the TV. Five minutes later Kara sat down next to him. She matched his pose by putting her feet on the coffee table and snuggled into the couch. Kara shook her head when he offered her the remote. 

"Can I talk to you?" She looked sideways at him before turning back to the TV.

"Nope. You have to sit there all angry and pensive. What's up?"

"Nothing." She crossed her arms and stared at the TV.

"Come on." He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer. "What's going on? You used to be the one that smiled no matter how much your parents tortured you. What changed?"

"I'm a curly haired freak with glasses and braces, no guy likes me, and I'm not going to get asked to Prom." She blurted out in one breath.

"Wow. Is that it? You aren't in love with some boy that doesn't even know you exist?"

"His name's Ian. He hangs out with every girl in class, but me."

"Nice. Sounds like high school to me. Ian's a peckerwood. That's a good thing. You don't need to get herpes from Loverboy. Can I work through all your problems one at a time? If you give me ten minutes I could organize a PowerPoint presentation. I could even work up a pie chart. They're my favorite."

Dillon felt her body stiffen up at his joke. Her arms tightened around herself. He gave her a squeeze and kissed the top of her head. "You Jackson girls, so beautiful and so oblivious to it. You'll eventually lose the braces. And your smile will be even more beautiful. Personally, I loved the crooked teeth. The glasses make you look amazing. You put sexy librarians to shame. You're sixteen, so I don't want any boy near your curly hairs. You better keep your legs closed." He kissed her head again and tried to remember the rest of her issues. "Why are you already worried about Prom? It's months away. That's like twenty years in the gut-wrenching abyss that we call high school. I'd ask you myself, but I'd expect you to let me cop a quick feel afterwards. Second base at least. Third if I can get you drunk enough."

That got a tiny giggle and an elbow from her. She was still trying to look grumpy. Her head was down listening to him.

"I'll let you in on a secret. Every boy and every girl secretly loves someone they're too afraid to face. Or one that doesn't even knows they exist. Everyone has insecurities and fears, boys, girls, men, women. Maybe not Grandma Irene, she's perfect as is. It doesn't matter how perfect they seem; they all see flaws when they look at themselves. You're beautiful. Each day you're going to get more and more beautiful. It's the family curse. When the boys notice, I need you to remember which ones were nice to you before they realized you were beautiful and which ones weren't. The ones that weren't, still won't like you. They'll just pretend to, to get into your pants. You'll just be an object to them that they'll throw away when they're done with you. You'll feel really small if you let them. Worse then you do now. Did I cover everything?"

"I guess. Is any of that true?"

"Most of it...maybe some of it...I have no idea. You're asking the guy hanging out with his cousins instead of cruisin for biscuits and gravy. If I were a boy, I'd be struggling to figure out how to unhook your bra right now. I'd be sweating through my clothes and trying not to hyperventilate. I sucked big time with girls at sixteen."

"How'd you become Mr. Expert?"

"Porn. Porn and the Hallmark Channel. We going to the mall tomorrow?"

"Sure." She laughed at him and slowly relaxed. "What do you need at the mall?"

"Nothing. Maybe some sexy underwear for Grandma. I'm thinking I have a chance with her this Christmas."

"Ew. Like she'd fall for your shit."

The rest of the family returned with pizza, booze, and Christmas lights. Dinner went along as noisy as usual. Dillon spent dinner hanging onto Kyle as he explored everything around him with inquisitive eyes. Aunt Jane took Kyle from him when Monopoly was rolled out. Until then, she'd stayed on the other side of any room he was in. She gave him a nervous look when his hands grazed her arm in the exchange. He noticed her eyes seemed to narrow with a question in them. Instead of his normally amused smirk, he smiled a sympathetic one at her. To torture her a bit, he leaned in and kissed Kyle on the top of the head and stayed close to her. 

"Ready to talk?" He asked in a soft voice.

"No."

"Okay. I'll listen when you're ready."

He turned to find his seat at the table when he felt her hand on his shoulder. "Thank you, Dillon."

Board games turned to a movie with all the cousins piled on the couch. Halfway through, Dillon gave up and fell asleep in a jumble of blankets and legs. The house slowly quieted down until only snores could be heard drifting down the stairs. He was still on the couch dreaming peacefully when a sharp finger flick collided with his temple. Blurry eyed, he looked up to see Aunt Jane staring down at him. She'd replaced her thin nightgown for a two piece flannel outfit. It gave Dillon the impression she was as willing as Fort Knox to give up her treasures. He pictured barbed wire around her pussy. There were probably red infrared lasers somewhere down there. The scowl she was aiming at him was almost enough to keep his pecker under control. It didn't listen, but it thought twice before trying to make eye contact with her. 

"Follow me." She instructed. 

He was led to a small half bath off of the kitchen. His eyes locked on the butt he'd stared out for almost a decade, unable to raise them. He was lost in the sway of her hips as he happily padded along after her. She pointed for him to go inside as she followed and closed the door behind her. A small nightlight was enough for them to be able to see clearly. Her hand reached out and turned the lock. She stood there facing the door for a moment as Dillon casually leaned against the small sink and waited. His legs were crossed to fend off a knee. It had happened a few times in his life. He really didn't enjoy the experience as much as the girls seemed to. With his arms crossed, he watched as she slowly turned. Her hand was a blur as it flew out and struck him in the face. The sharp smack of her palm on his cheek echoed in the small room. 

Little dark spots appeared before his eyes and a ringing started in his ears. He let out a surprised chuckle as his hand explored the stinging cheek. "Awesome follow through. Wow. I'm guessing that's a no to sex."

He saw the second slap coming. His brain thought about blocking it, but decided she needed to vent some steam. If it wasn't going to be from sex, she might as well bitch slap him silly. The second was a tad bit harder then the first. Now there were sparklers and children running by as he blinked several times. Shaking away the cobwebs he looked at her as she stood rubbing her palm. Her eyes were large and staring as if she was shocked by her actions. 

"Ow. I hope your hand hurts." He tasted blood in his mouth and reached up to explore the corner of his lip. 

"It does." She let out a nervous breath. 

"You really don't know how much I deserved that. Can you hit the other cheek now? I'd really like to even out the skin tone."

"Dillon!" She said in an exasperated voice. "You can't do this to me. You can't be attracted to me. It's wrong."

He straightened up from the sink, which caused her to back up and come up short against the wall. The small confines of the room finally registered in her brain. Dillon watched as shock and awareness struck her. She looked down at his arousal. Dillon's eyes cleared and a twinkle appear in them. 

"Ignore that." He shrugged at her and leaned back to give her space. "Just the whiff of your perfume does that to me. I didn't know you slapping me caused it too. So far I'm not a big fan of that. You okay?"

"NO! I grabbed you cock last night. I wanted you to kiss me when you leaned over me in bed. I'm your Aunt. This isn't supposed to be like this."

"What it's supposed to be and what it is are too different animals." He pointed to the toilet. "Would you like to sit down? I need to say a few things I've probably put off too long. I'd like it if you listened before slapping me again."

She gave him an apologetic smile then moved by him to lower the lid and sit. "I won't slap you again. I really didn't mean to do that. It was either that or kiss you. My emotions are a bit all over the place at the moment."

Dillon sat down with his back against the wall, facing her. He rubbed his cheek and looked up at her. "I'd like to go with door number two next time." Running his hands through his hair, he thought about his words and cringed at the confessions he was going to voice. Lowering his head, he stared at his feet and began. "I didn't lie to you last night. You were my first crush. You really can't imagine some of the fantasies I cooked up with you as the star. I could have fathered a continent with all the loads I tossed thinking about you." He peeked through his hands to see her mouth fall open. Her hands went up to cover the beginning of a snicker, as her cheeks grew red.

"It was lust. I get that now. There wasn't a whole lot of love in what I wanted to do with you. You were a soft warm female that made me feel safe and special that wasn't my mother. Half the weird shit that I am, started with you. Your panties were the first ones I stole." He heard her gasp, but continued without looking up. "Just the barest scent of you could make me cum at one point. Remember the times I'd lay my head in your lap watching movies and fall asleep?"

He looked up to see her nodding, her eyes wide and unblinking.

"You'd spend hours running your hands through my hair and rubbing my back. I never once fell asleep. I was just lying there, smelling you. Trying to smell what I knew you smelled like. I use to watch you cooking breakfast and pretend you were naked and I was the only one there. I didn't lie last night when I said I practically wore the thing out with the picture of you in my head." He finally raised his head and looked up at her. His own face was crimson. They shared a similar shocked look at hearing the words before he spoke again. "You're right about me not being a boy anymore. You would have been an object back then. Nothing more. I've done that to girls. Quite a few, in fact. I'm not real proud of that. I'd be ashamed if I wasn't such a prick. I do love you. Not the love you, want to marry you kind of love. I love you the way I'm supposed to. I want you to be happy and safe and have everything you deserve. Be what you need me to be, not the other way around. I'm in love with this family, our whole family, and everyone in it. Kyle, Sammy, everyone. That little turd factory owns me already. Even with his digestion issues. I really didn't know how fragile Sammy's little heart was until a few days ago. She's terrified of raising Kyle alone. And I just found out today that Kara actually thinks she's ugly. That precious little girl doesn't even see how beautiful she is. She must get that from you, because she looks just like you when she smiles. Neither one of you realize how mesmerizing you are. How enchanting you can be." His voice finally cracked. Before he lost control of his emotions, he dropped his head into his hands and slammed his eyes shut to stop the tears. 




The Family Jackson



He felt her hand on the back of his head, running through his hair like he'd just described. She slid down next to him to wrap her arm around him and pull him closer. Letting out a ragged breath, he snuck a peek at her and saw she was crying opening.

"That what you expected?" He smiled at her while she tried to blink back her tears. 

"No." She shook her head at him. "I didn't see any of that coming."

"What do you need from me, Jane?" Dillon's voice was low and full of concern. He brushed a tear from her cheek with the back of his index finger and stared into her eyes. "I know it could destroy everything we both have. I don't want to lose any of you. It could tear apart this family and cost me everything I love, but I won't say no to you. I don't have the right."

Jane rested her head on his shoulder and found his hand with hers. "I don't really know what I want. My husband hasn't touched me in three years. You were the first man to call me beautiful in five. Here's a confession for you. I masturbated in the shower this morning thinking of you. I'm surprised you didn't hear my scream. It curled my toes it was so good. My hand last night wasn't an accident. I wanted to seduce you and chickened out. I'm as bad as you are. I love the way you look at me. It makes me feel young and beautiful. I don't know how life got away from me. It just slowly faded as I raised my daughters. Somewhere along the way I just forget I should matter. I don't want to divorce my husband, but I want a husband. A man to hold me. Love me. Let me lean on him and tell him my problems. I don't want to feel guilty for needing those things."

"For not knowing what you need, you were pretty specific. He blinked and silently cursed himself for the question he was going to ask. "Do you need me to be that man?"

She raised her head and looked at him. Their faces were inches apart. They both just stared. Neither blinking, neither moving forward. His thumb began caressing the back of her hand. After trying to speak, but only being able to part her lips, she closed her eyes and nodded. Her head fell to avoid his dark probing eyes.

Dillon stood in one easy motion. Jane's eyes peered up at him, her breath clutched tightly in her chest, too afraid to breathe. Their hands were still connected. He offered his other to her and found no hesitation. She simply lifted her free hand and let herself be pulled to her feet and pushed gently against the wall behind her. She just stared as Dillon stripped his shirt off and then dropped his pants to kick out of them without hurry. He let her stare at his naked body. Taking in his long lean limbs and flat stomach. Her lips parted when her eyes stopped on his cock as it pointed straight in the air for her. 

Her hands started for the buttons of her top when a shake of Dillon's head stopped her. In one deliberate step, he was inches away. He reached up and unbuttoned the top button. His tongue slid across his lips to wet them before he leaned in and kissed her. His eyes watched hers open wide and then flutter shut. He smiled at the small nervous shiver that ran from her to him. Button by button, he undid her top. Her chest rising and falling more and more rapidly. Their lips moved with more familiarity with one another, but stayed to a slow sensual pace. Their tongues slid across each other's. Dillon sighed as if he had tasted something delicious for the first time. 

He felt her suck in her breath when his fingertips danced across her stomach. Finding skin so long neglected. It caused her eyes to flare open and lock on his. Dillon let a warm chuckle enter her mouth before his hand moved upwards to begin caressing her breasts. He broke their kiss and leaned back to gaze down. "I've waited eight years to do this." For a moment he just stared. He had a surprised child's voice when he spoke. "You've got puffy nipples." 

Dillon watched as her cheeks darkened and a half smile curled up the left side of her mouth. Her eyes stayed on him as he rolled and explored her breasts. The sensations he was causing began to take their toll as her heart rate increased. A bead of sweat appeared on her upper lip and another began to follow the track down her spine. For the first time her arms raised and slid across his shoulders. Her fingers were tentative at first. Feeling the smoothness of his skin. Just as she was going to pull him against her, he knelt before her and tugged down her pants. Before she knew it, she was completely naked before him. His lips were warm and wet, as he tasted her skin. Warm steady breath stirred the tiny hairs on her abdomen. Dillon teased the curves of her hip, her tiny roll she couldn't keep off, and then began to kiss lightly around the tuft of dark blonde hair in the shape of a triangle. His fingertips glided over and between her legs. Hooking his thumbs between her legs, he coaxed them apart. She nearly screamed when his mouth closed over her throbbing clitoris. 

For the next four minutes her hips lost all control. His fingers, tongue, and lips took turns trying to buckle her knees. Her hands were gripping his hair as tightly as she could, pulling him tight to her. Dillon looked up when he felt her grip on his head disappear. Her teeth were locked on a knuckle trying not to scream as her entire body stiffened. She couldn't stop the deep-throated moan from escaping everytime she exhaled. He felt the muscles tighten around the two fingers he'd been rapidly brushing against the wall of her vagina. They clamped down and then began to undulate. He had to slide them out to catch her as she slid down the wall in front of him. She sat there for a moment, her entire body shaking.

"How the hell did you learn to do that?" She said between gasps of air. Her breasts jiggled slightly. 

"I've got an oral fixation for girly parts. It's one of my favorite kinks. What do you think?"

"It works for you." She leaned her head back and smiled as she let a satisfied sigh past her lips. A long drawn out yawn followed. She just sat there with a content look on her face. 

Dillon watched her for a moment, as all her tension seemed to drain away. She stayed in the pose long enough for him to stand and slip his pants back on. He was reaching for his shirt when her eyes opened and stared up at him 

"You're leaving?"

"This isn't the best place for this. And I don't think there's a free bed. We should be careful how we do this. I kind of built our first time up in my head and I'd like to take my time with it. If that's okay?" 

She gave him a guilty smile of apology and nodded. He helped her up and handed her clothes as she dressed. Once they were both dressed, he pulled her against him and kissed her. He felt her hand clutch at him and then circle around and hug him tight. Her head fell to his shoulder and stayed there. His hand found the back of her neck and began tiny caresses. Her silky hair brushing against the back of his hand. They were like that for five minutes before her first tears started. Soon she was sobbing. His lips were at her ear whispering, soothing and warm. When the sobs stopped, she looked up and saw him just staring. Waiting for her to speak or start crying again. Jane kissed him and without another word, turned and left the bathroom. 

"Sleep tight, Lady Jane." He whispered into the dark. 

He stood for a moment, running over the last few days. He now realized the entire family had serious issues. Him most of all, but that was to be expected. You can't masturbate as much as he had and not lose a sizeable amount of brain cells. How did he become the emotional vent for the family? He was just a smartass with a hardon. Sure it looked good in a frilly dress and a hairpiece, but it was still just a pecker. There was no magic to it. Rub it and it spit. It was no where near as impressive as the toys women got to play with. He shook his head and then wandered to the kitchen for a beer. After taking two swigs he proceeded to headbutt the freezer door. It was beginning to be a nightly ritual. Dillon glanced at the microwave and then at his erection. They shared an intense stare down that Dillon eventually lost. He finished his beer in the Hot Tub. Watching the steam rise up into the night sky. Without finding a solution to juggling a cousin, a sister, and now an aunt, he got out and found his bed. Maybe he'd die in his sleep of stupidity. 

Samantha was curled up on her side with Kyle tugging at her fingers thinking it was the best toy ever. Dillon slid into bed behind her and placed a kiss on her neck as he reached over and gripped one of Kyle's kicking feet. 

She sniffed him. "You smell like chlorine." 

"Sorry. I dropped my dick in the hot tub." 

"Did you find it?"

"Yea. I can't believe how long a pecker can hold its breath. I thought they'd float. You learn something new everyday."

"It looks like Kyle's gonna cock block you again. Sorry." Her butt wiggled against his cock.

"No worries. There's a house full of women in there. I was thinking of hooking up with Grandma next. Work the generational thing. I just need to slip a roofie in her Gin and then it's on."

"If Grandpa gives you the green light, go for it. I'd like to see a video of that."

Eventually Kyle drifted to sleep. Dillon beat him by a half-hour. He was stirred from sleep when something warm, wonderful, and silky smooth surrounded his cock. Samantha had pushed him to his back and simply sat down on him. Her hips found an easy deep grinding rhythm. She shrugged with a little girl's innocent look on her face when their eyes met. 

"You were poking me in the butt with this damn thing. I had to do something about it."

"Hmm. I'm not sure positive reinforcement is the way to teach him a lesson." 

Dillon reached up to start unbuttoning the flannel shirt she'd stolen from him. Her hand swatted him away. "Not in front of Kyle." She lowered herself down on her hands as he leaned up on his elbows for a kiss. 

"He's seen them already. I'm pretty sure he's felt you up more than I have."

"Yea, but don't you think he's a bit young for his first three-way?" 

"Can you ever be too young? Do you want him to have as many issues as I have? You don't want him to be a panty sniffer, do you?"

She glared at him for a second before rolling her eyes and nodding. Dillon unbuttoned her shirt as she continued grinding herself into him. She let him slide in and out with tiny quick strokes. Letting the sides of the shirt fall around them, he ran his hands along her sides. Tentatively, she bent over and let her nipples run across his chest. Her hips were already loosing the rhythm she wanted. His fingers teased the sides and undersides of her breasts. It brought out tiny coos of her own. She opened her eyes to see a concerned look on his face as he stared at the door. Her hips stopped.

"What?"

"I heard something." Dillon raised and peered more intently at the door.

"What?"

"Not sure. I think it was a squirrel trying to..."

Dillon took another hard slap to the head. She tried to look mad, but failed. "Damn you, Panty-boy. Just once I'd like to get through this without you screwing around. Now I have to start over."

"Want me to take over?"

"No. I'm done. You're just gonna have to go rub up against Grandma." 

"Oh. Grandma Irene." He moaned and rolled her over while raising up to his knees. He kept an arm wrapped around the small of her back to keep her elevated off the bed. His other hand moved up and down her front with his nails torturing her gently. Her ankles locked around his back. Grabbing a pillow she covered her face as her grunting squeaks grew louder and louder. She kicked him in the ass when his chuckle shook the bed. 

Dillon let her back down on the bed and yanked the pillow away to find her lips with his own. She was red faced, eyes unfocused, but smiling happily. His thrusts were sharp and demanding. He felt her arms wrap around him and pulled him against her as fiercely as she could. The sharp pain of her teeth burying into the meat of his shoulder came a fraction of a second before she did. A throaty growl rolled out of her as she spasmed and quaked. His lips found her temple as the rush of juices cascaded over his cock. With his hands in her hair, he pulled her head back down and his tongue slid into a gasping mouth. 

"Shit, Dillon." She breathed into his mouth. "You'd do that to Grandma?"

"All night long, Baby. All night long."

"How close are you?"

"Close enough. Slide your legs together." He lifted one leg at a time until she was now between his legs. She stuck out her tongue at him when his eyes widened with shock as she tightened the muscles around his cock. 

"Oh Grandma, what a talented pussy you have."

In two minutes he lost the fight and slid out to finish on her belly. He breathed out a heavy breath of air when the last shudder ran down his spine. Samantha reached down and found a towel and handed it to him. He shot her a playful glare and cleaned her off like the night before. Buttoning up, she curled up with her head on his chest. 

"Give me another six months and then you'll find out how talented my pussy is."

"Really? I get you for six months?"

"Or forever." She kissed his nipple to taste the sweat. "Dillon?"

"Samantha?"

"What happens if we get caught?"

He tightened his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. "We watch the Jackson family implode into itself. Body parts and sugar cookies will go everywhere...I don't know. I guess a lot of screaming and yelling. I think I can outrun your dad. Not sure what Aunt Jane will do. I guess we cross that bridge when we get there. You have a pretty big weapon asleep behind you. He's tough. I figured we were good enough to warrant at least a golf clap out of him for our performance. I'm not sure you'll get disowned with him attached to you. I doubt if I'll be so lucky." 

She rested her chin on his chest and looked at him with worried sad eyes. "Where you go, we go." 



The Family Man



I always thought "family" and "love" didn't belong in the same sentence. I never got along with my extended family and I was very much dreading the wedding I had to go to that Sunday, two days after I had turned 21. I hadn't seen the wretched bunch since I left for college at age 17 and seeing them all at once seemed like a very bad idea. Since I had recently broken up with a long time girlfriend I was also dateless for the affair. Lucky me.

I guess I should tell you about myself. I am 5'10 and at the time, I was very well built from months in a gym and months of mind blowing marathon sex. The only thing I could truly thank my new ex was for teaching me how to eat pussy. I always loved to do it, so I was an avid learner. I could lick hard and fast and get her off quickly or slow and gentle for a few hours of ecstasy for her. Little did I suspect that the newly developed skill would help make my family relations, especially that wedding, go much better than planned.

When I showed up at my cousin's house for the pre-party get together, everyone came over to look at my new body and see how I was. When I left for school, I was thin and scrawny. Now I was a college guy who had grown several inches, and I don't mean in height. My poor cock started to come to life after a fair number of boobs had been mashed against me during overzealous hugs from cousins and aunts which I didn't remember as having such delicious tits when I left. I quickly excused myself to go to the bathroom for some relief. I hadn't looked up to see my cousin shaving her long silky legs before I had my cock in hand. Thankfully, she was in the shower at the time and all I could see were her legs. Man, were they tight My cousin Melissa was 35 and she worked out more than I did, her legs normally go up to her neck and I was not got to waste the opportunity to jerk off looking at them and whatever else I could see. As I started stroking, her pussy lips came in to view and I noticed she had blonde hair. Melissa had black hair and would never dye it. My younger cousin Sarah had blonde hair. I saw a hand fly out and it looked like it grabbed something very large, cylindrical and purple. It was then I heard soft moans and kissing sounds coming from the shower. 

As I peeked around the curtain, I almost came. Sarah, a scrawny thing when I knew her, was leaning against her sister Selina. Sarah's hands were holding their lips tightly together in a very arousing, sensual kiss. These girls were no longer little, however. At 18, Sarah had round high firm tits, a tiny waist and an ass that wouldn’t quit. Selina was a strawberry redhead with a model’s figure and a shaven snatch. Selina had one hand pinching Sarah’s nipple and the other was wrapped firmly around a 10 inch purple dildo. I could tell they had done this before, as they never opened their eyes while Selina expertly rubbed the giant rubber cock up and down Sara’s awaiting slit. I leaned back against the wall and heard Sarah moan “ohhhh, mmmmm harder Selina. I want to feel him all the way into my throat!” Selina’s pace quickened and I could hear it sloshing in and out of Sarah’s wet pussy.

“What about my pussy, kitten? When am I gonna get some cock?” Selina purred.

“I just shaved that gorgeous pussy clean, you don’t need cock, you need your sister to love it with her tongue. Then you are going to sit on my face and feed me your ass,” Sarah answered as she flipped over and dove face first into Selina’s wet, hairless pussy.

“Mmm you know how I like it. Just like mom eats me, only your tongue, oooo, is so much, ughhh, softer, mmmm, Mom’s tongue in my, ugghhhh, ass and your tongue doing..." she gasped, "...that! Yes, yes!!!” “You’ll have to settle for my tongue in your asshole too,” Sarah said as Selina’s legs flew up in the air and kicked the shower curtain right off the rail and onto my feet. I only saw Sarah’s tongue do 4 swipes through Selina's ass crack and loving lick her hole once, before they noticed me.

My 9 inch penis at full attention, no one spoke until Selina looked up and said, “I know we promised Mom and Aunt Regine they could suck your dick first, but if Sarah doesn’t finish licking my ass while I finger myself, I’m gonna be bitchy all wedding long.” With that, Sarah licked her lips twice while staring at my engorged cock before diving back into Selina’s ass. I then turned to leave, my head swimming, but Sarah stopped me.

“Don’t go. I don’t care what Mom wants, we named our purple penis after your cock when you left. I want some of the real thing.” She then shoved two fingers into Selina’s naked asshole which caused her to groan and cum all over her own fingers, currently tickling her clit. Sarah jumped out of the tub, landed on her knees and started bobbing up and down my dick. I knew instantly this wasn’t her first blowjob either.

She seemed to read my thoughts because she pulled off, kept stroking my cock and said, “Mom taught me using my Dad’s penis. His cock isn’t as big but its similar.” Selina had regained enough strength to come join us and her big green eyes seemed to be full of servile lust. They were saying, “Please master, let me please you.” Who am I to turn down such a hot piece of ass? I grabbed her by the back of her hair and kissed her hard and good. She whimpered and melted away from me, the kneeled down behind me. Sarah giggled and before I knew it, they had each started to suck on one of my balls, and were now French kissing with them in their mouths! A few minutes of this and they separated, Sarah inhaled my cock and started sucking me hard and Selina shoved her tongue up my ass and was licking me deeply. 

Sarah only came off me long enough to say, “Shove this monster fucking cock down my throat!” Then she took her hands off my cock and put my hands on her head. Selina was moaning loudly into my asshole, two fingers on her left hand holding my cheeks apart, two fingers on her right hand, molesting her clit again. Sarah fingered her asshole and pussy with each hand and I was so wrapped up in the sight to notice, I was about to blow my load. I grabbed Sarah’s head with my right hand and jammed my cock down her throat, which I could hear and feel made her climax, then pulled Selina’s tongue deep into my asshole as she climaxed, then my cock, buried in a hot blonde throat, exploded, shooting her full of jism.

Selina kept eating my ass while Sarah kept sucking my cock until I finished blowing my load. When they finally did get off me, Selina said “Don’t tell mom, ok?” and I didn’t to this day. But if you read part two, you’ll see where I really earned my nickname, the Family Man…



The Family of Pleasure Ch. 01



Lynn moved quickly down the hall of her exuberant house. The royal looking red rug made little sound as her bare feet turned towards her daughter's room. As she neared Alice's room, she nearly moaned with lust at the prospect of finally being able to do her daughter. With Will and James still in Colorado, and Ben with the school band in Hershey's Park, it was the perfect opportunity to take her sexual encounters with her daughter a step further. For the past few months, whenever she had gotten the chance, she had slipped the drug into her daughter's drinks. Nothing lethal, or even slightly dangerous, as she had studied many different disorienting drugs, and determined the perfect one.

The first few weeks were the best, as she was as excited as she was when she first experimented with other women, in her high school days. For years, Lynn had admired her daughters from afar, attempting to ward off her taboo thoughts, until at last she realized her oldest daughter, Alex, had the same feelings toward her, on her birthday. Since then the two shared a bond, at first particularly sexually. Yet as they grew closer through their orgasmic experiments, the two became akin to best friends. Yet those days came to an end when Alex packed up for college, and was forced to leave her family behind, and her sexual adventures. 

The day Alex left was one Lynn would remember for the rest of her life. It was the only time she had ever had intercourse with another women. Now, after weeks of planning, her frustration with her family's schedules finally ended when she realized she would have a whole weekend with her daughter alone. It was almost to perfect to be true. Years of lust and sex filled dreams would finally become a reality, as Lynn carried her brown leather bag into Alice's room. 

Alice was the quieter of her two daughters. While Alex prospered socially, Alice remained well known, but never as popular as Alex was during her exotic days at Birmingham High. Of course Alex's figure was quite fitting for her position, but Alice's body was one of exciting curves, and the seemingly perfect tan, not to mention her 36DD cup breasts. Alex was always jealous of her sister, having only 34B cups. Alice was always popular amongst the boys for her body, however much she covered it up, yet was rarely asked out, as she was often feared intellectually by the boys at the high school. Being placed in the gifted class immediately did not surprise Lynn, as her daughter was considered the most intelligent student in her middle and elementary school.

For the first years of Alice's life, Lynn became worried, as the only attractive features of her younger daughter were her golden hair, and curvy body. While these did attract the attention of many males, they never looked at her the way they did Alex, who at the time, had grown into "womanhood" as her father so wisely put it, at the age of twelve. Alice finally began developing at the end of middle school. By the beginning of High school, she was possibly the biggest breasted woman in the entire county. 

Now, as Lynn opened the door to her daughter's room, she began to take in every detail of her Alice's body. From her enormous breasts, to her long, almost hip lengthed hair. She was not the tallest woman in the household,(which would be her older brother), but was a good size, at "5'7". Her legs were slim, and made Lynn take in a deep breath, as she examined her daughter's sexy body. In Lynn's opinion however, the most powerful feature of Alice's body was her face. Her eyes were a startling beautiful blue, like a flawless mix between the sky and the ocean. Her face was almost always serious during the day, which was a shame, as her lips and nose seemed to fit so well she was often asked if she had gotten a nose job. To top it off was her shining blond hair, which was most likely from her father.

Lynn didn't bother to be quiet; as she often was during the usual times she walked down towards her Alice's room. Their would be no one to witness what Lynn had planned, although many would have begged to see it. Lynn slipped her hands into her bag, and retrieved an egg shaped vibrator, with a long cord and remote control. Lynn attempted to calm herself down with deep breaths, as she pulled the covers shielding her daughter's lower body to the ground. Alice had worn only her white panties, and a tank top, which barely covered her chest. Slowly, Lynn pulled down her daughter's panties, and put them on the white rug floor. This exposed her daughter's tight pussy, which was shaven almost expertly. Lynn was surprised to say the least. She had often assumed her daughter had no or little interest in sex, or anything even close to that particular category of pleasure. Was she less innocent than Lynn had originally thought? Lynn took a large roll of duct tape out of her bag, and put next to the vibrator. Next she placed the vibrator near her daughter's sex, and firmly placed a piece of duct tape over it. Lynn smiled intensely as she pressed the start button.

The reaction was instantaneous. Alice's body slowly shook, as the buzzing noise filled the room. Lynn took a step closer to her daughter's bed, and ripped of the tank top, letting the naturally large breasts shake along with the rest of Alice's body. She looked so sexy; Lynn could barely contain herself from leaping on top of her daughter, and licking her entire body. All in good time, she thought. Now we need to take it to the next level. 

Lynn reached for another vibrator, this one shaped like a man's dick. It was at least 10 inches. She pushed it inside her daughter's pussy, and quickly realized how tight Alice was. I guess she hasn't been having sex, Lynn thought, as she pushed the vibrator in just enough to keep it inside her. At least not recently.

Lynn flicked the on switch on and was shocked at how fast the tool moved. It mingled in with the cord vibrator's buzzing noise, and quickly made Lynn even hornier. This seemed a little extreme, even if the packages for the vibrators all had said hardcore. Still, the worst that could happen was for Alice to moan, and have a wet dream about some cute boy plowing her. Lynn moaned, already wet from seeing her daughter's body naked. She slipped off her pink panties, and removed her similar night gown, revealing her 34C cups. While they were larger than most of the women Lynn had met during her sexual experiments, she felt small in the presence of her daughter's gorgeous breasts. 

She started to rub her own pussy, which was also shaven of all hair. She could feel the juices already leaking out, and looked in Alice's six foot tall mirror, inquisitively examining herself. She was quite pretty, compared to most of the women on Worsent Street. Most of them were in their fifties, with a few in their mid forties. Lynn was only 38, having had her eldest son at 21. She had long brown hair, which was curled, but not to the point that it looked identical to her daughter's style. It went down to her chest, which was quite perky, and made her all the more attractive. She was "5'10' and just an inch taller than Alex.

Satisfied with her appearance for the time, she returned to pleasuring herself. By now she was dripping wet, and a few drops of her juices were on the floor. She began to finger her pussy now, and few the first few minutes felt pleasure floating throughout her body, just as she was feeling an orgasm coming through her body. She removed her finger, and quickly moved towards Alice's bed. She moved on top of her face, giving her just enough room to breath. Lynn continued to finger her pussy joyfully, and moaned. Her moans grew louder and more intense as she pushed her fingers deeper into herself. Starting to feel herself climax, she let out a pleasure filled moan, and grinned in bliss as she saw her juices drip all over her daughter's extravagant face. For a few moments, Lynn lay next to her daughter, but then realized the vibrators had been inside Alice for at least ten minutes.

Crawling towards her daughters thighs, she noticed a large pool of dripping nectar by her pussy. Lynn licked her lips and tasted the fluids.

Lynn gasped, as the pleasant fluids went down her throat. She had never tasted sex fluids as pleasant as this. She had tasted men's cum at least thirty times, from many different men, and women's fluid half that amount. Frankly, the women's fluids were almost always better. Still, her daughters were the best she had ever tasted. Even better than Alex's. Lynn licked up the rest of the juices, and began to notice the vibrators. Both had made her daughter begin to moan in her sleep. Now Lynn felt like pushing it to the next level. She moved the vibrator in her pussy further inside, now making Alice jerk up and down every few seconds. It still was not fully in, but it appeared to be making her drip even more juices.

Lynn grabbed her bag, and retrieved another vibrator, this one smaller, but larger in size. It was covered in a comforting smelling chemical, and some oil. Lynn spread her daughter's ass hole, and lightly and carefully inserted the vibrator. Wow, she's even tighter down here. Lynn breathed a lust filled moan, as her daughter's own moans grew louder, and more exciting. She could already see Alice was about to come, and started licking up the fresh juices from her pussy. Just as she finished filling her throat full of the sweet tasting fluids, Alice let out an orgasmic cry, and her juices flew into her mother's open mouth.

Lynn noticed the entire bed was now covered in liquid, and grabbed two more vibrators from her bag. Both of these were cord vibrators, similar to the one near her daughter's pussy, although these were larger, and were covered in oil similar to the one on the other vibrator. Taking two more pieces of duct tape, she applied both vibrators to Alice's nipples. Lynn grinned, almost shaking from anticipation, as she held each of the vibrator's controls in her hand. Flipping the power switch, she let out a horny hiss of satisfaction, as her daughter writhed in pleasure even more than previously. 

For the next few moments, Lynn, now filled with sexual pleasure, caressed her daughter's body, from her fluid covered legs, to her stomach, and stopped at her breasts. Alice's nipples were now erect with the pleasant sexual vibes going throughout her body, and Lynn took one of her daughter's breasts, and squeezed it. She took the other one, and rubbed it gently at first, hearing moans from Alice, then sped up, as her own pleasure filled moans made the room fill with the sound of female moans, and vibrator's buzzing.

Lynn moved her face up to her daughters, and was once again struck by her beauty, which seemed even more striking now that it was covered in Lynn's sticky juices, and was shaking from the pleasure of the vibrator's entering her. Lynn planted a light kiss on her lips, which was so wonderful; Lynn forced her mouth open, and pushed her tongue in.

Despite her daughter being asleep, it was still so astonishing pleasurable that Lynn began to play with her daughter's tits at a much faster pace, and could feel them both shaking with pleasure. After at least a minute of kissing, Lynn returned to the bottom of the bed, and was pleasantly surprised to see the bed was now drenched in wet liquid. She looked at the vibrators in her daughter's sex, and ass, and pushed both in slowly, to the point that she could no longer force them in. She noticed that Alice's moans had practically become screams of pleasure induced by the vibrators, and to hurry along the orgasm, Lynn rubbed her daughter's legs, mostly the hips, and thighs, but fast enough to make her daughter's orgasm come quickly.

Lynn her one more set of moans from Alice, and saw her juices squirt out of her pussy, and leak off the bed, and onto the floor. By now she felt horny enough to apply her own vibrators. Reaching into the bag, she retrieved vibrators almost identical to the ones her daughter had, but Lynn's were all larger, and bigger, as she was much looser from 24 years of intense sexual experience. Within a minute she had applied all of the vibrators, and quickly attempted to turn them all on as close together as possible. She instantly realized why her daughter's moans were so extreme, as she felt a pain in her lower body, while still feeling almost the most pleasure she had ever felt in her life. Her entire pelvic area had begun to leak fluids, and now was on the verge of an orgasm, despite having only just put the devices on. Lynn lay next to her daughter, and writhed and shook on the bed, in a similar style as Alice. She felt herself begin to come, and let out a loud screech of pleasure. The juices squirted out of her pussy, similarly to the way Alice's had.

She began to notice that the entire room was drenched with juices. Sexual fluids from herself, and Alice. Yet also there was sweat and saliva covering the bed. Lynn began to notice Alice had come at least four times. Lynn reluctantly removed he own vibrators, after turning them off, let Alice come one more time, as Lynn rubbed her breasts, and then removed her daughter's vibrator's as well. Lynn retrieved the last tool in the bag, and the largest. She carried out a strap on dildo, measuring in twelve inches long, and about a few inches wide. Lynn quickly strapped it on to herself, and moved towards her daughter's mouth. Slowly she inserted the dildo, and began thrusting carefully. She attempted to contain herself, but within thirty seconds, her own moans, and the muffled sounds of Alice's made her move closer to her pussy. Now, she entered the tool more aggressively, having had recently seen it stretched by the vibrator. 

She began thrusting at a much faster pace, and the moans of Alice's pleasure began to become louder, and seemed more lust filled with the vibrator's buzzing gone. She could feel her own juices begin to seep out within minutes, and saw her daughter's bed was now over flooding with the fresh juices from Alice. Lynn began to feel an orgasm coming, and moved down to Alice's ass hole, and inserted the dildo much more carefully. However, soon she moved quicker, and with a much more exciting movement of her hips. She could feel herself begin to cum, and moaned, as Alice breaths turned into pleasurable yells. Both of them came onto each other, and a large amount of the liquid now covered both of their bodies.

Beginning to feel tired, Lynn put the dildo back inside the bag and pressed her body against her daughters. Their pussies were practically next to each other, as Lynn began to hump Alice, and lick her large breasts, which were covered in sweat, nectar, and saliva.

After five minutes of this, Lynn moved down towards her daughter's pussy, and began to lick passionately. Lynn began to blink sleepily, as she drank much of the fluids from her daughter's lower body. Moving back up to her daughter's face, she stared at her once more before falling asleep.



The Family Outing



He gently stroked her silky blonde hair, watching as she rolled one of his balls around in her mouth as she sucked on his nut sack. His let his mind wander back to the first day he felt the head of his cock sliding into his daughter's throat....

Jeff is an average 47 year old man, about six feet tall, a little overweight, but an active sort. His sex life with his short BBW wife was maybe a little less than average these days, but he was okay with that. Jeff travelled for work once in awhile, and during those times he would hit up a friendly woman in whatever town he happened to be in. Or, if the urge struck, he would seek out a twink or CD for a little cock sucking himself.

Jeff and Kaitlyn live in a rather large house. Their 27 year old daughter, Natalie, and her husband, Seth, live with them. Natalie is their middle child and she has a 30 year old brother and a 25 year old brother (Bryan and Tyler).

One afternoon last year in June, Jeff got home several hours earlier than he expected to from one of his trips. He noticed that Bryan's car was in the driveway, and so was Tyler's. Nice, he thought to himself, I was hoping to maybe get some ass from Kaitlyn.

He went in through the kitchen, and was surprised that no one was there, or in the living room either. As he made his way down the hall, he could hear those familiar moans of Kaitlyn's as she was about to have a crashing orgasm. He stopped when he saw his plump wife perched up on the bathroom counter top. Her head was thrown back and her hands were wrapped in Theresa's hair and pulling her face tightly into her very bare pussy. Theresa is Bryan's wife. She is a petite young woman, with short sassy blonde hair and very barely there tits. Jeff had a great look at Theresa's tight bare ass, and was very impressed with her hard pencil eraser sized nipples.

As an added bonus, Latched onto one of Kaitlyn's large floppy breasts, was Elaine, who is Tyler's wife. Elaine is a large girl, about five foot nine, with thick hips and a modest c-cup set of tits. Jeff also had a very good look at her ample and inviting ass. He knew that Kaitlyn loved having her very large nipples sucked on, and it was obvious that Elaine was giving them her utmost attention.

As he took in this site, his cock grew rock solid and straining in his pants. He could hear more noises from one of the bedrooms. He moved silently down the hall, or at least a silently as he could with a cock that immediately felt like it was made of granite.

He stopped at the room where the moans were coming from. Peering in he was really shocked at what he saw. There was his daughter splayed out on the bed, with Bryan's tongue lapping at her large clit and Tyler's fat cock being shoved down her throat. Her hands were pulling on her nipples so hard that she had her big tits pulled straight up. His three kids were slipping and slurping to beat hell. But the kicker was Seth, lying on the floor sucking on Bryan's cock with the same gusto that Bryan was tongue fucking Natalie!

Jeff decided that he had to get in on this. He knew that this was the beginning of something great for him. He didn't know how long his family had been fucking each other, but that didn't matter. He realized that from now on he would have all the ass and cock that he could ever want, and it was all right at hand, so to speak.

He made his way back to the bathroom. Kaitlyn was now lying on the floor and Elain was sitting on her face and grinding her pussy down, smearing her juices all over her mother's face. She was massaging Kaitlyn's tits as she let out a long low growl. Theresa was again working at Kaitlyn's pussy, alternating between tongue fucking and sucking hard on her swollen and very red clit.

It was Elaine that first noticed Jeff standing there in the doorway. While she was startled and gasped, she did not alert the other women. She just licked her lips as he opened his jeans and let his thick cock flop out into her face. Elaine immediately took hold of his shaft and started softly licking at the gooey precum that covered the head of his long thick cut cock. Once she had that cleaned off, she then slid her mouth over the cock, taking it all in, to the root. With the excellent sucking work she was doing on his cock, and the moans she was making at the same time as she was cumming from the work Kaitlyn was doing on her pussy, it did not take long for Jeff to start filling her Elaine's throat and mouth with his own warm load of jizz. Jeff's cum overflowed out of Elaine's mouth, running down her chin and dripping onto Kaitlyn's large, floppy, spread out tits.

It was then that Jeff felt Kaitlyn's hands running up and down his legs. He looked down into her flushed face, glazed and loving eyes. Jeff could not remember the last time he saw that contented look in her beautiful eyes. Jeff then saw his other daughter, Theresa, leave his wife's pussy and move her tongue up across Kaitlyn's large belly to lovingly clean Jeff's cum off her tits. Theresa took extra care and time licking and sucking on the large nipples.

Jeff knelt down and shared a long, kiss with Elaine, sucking a little of his cum from her mouth and twisting their tongues together while Kaitlyn gently massaged his now soft cock and balls. Theresa came up and joined their kiss, sharing his cum too. Elaine and Jeff tongued Kaitlyn's pussy juice from around Theresa's mouth and chin. Jeff thought to himself how he always enjoyed all that juice that came from Kaitlyn's pussy whenever he ate her out.

Jeff noticed the razor on the counter, and realized that the girls must have shaved Kaitlyn, as she was normally covered with a thick bush, that she kept trimmed at the sides. Now she was beautifully bare. Her thick, swollen mounds now looked as inviting as ever. Jeff and the girls helped Kaitlyn from the floor, and all embraced, with hands running everywhere. Kaitlyn said that everyone was going to need something to eat to get their energy up, since now that Jeff finally knew what was going on, there was no reason for the kids to leave too soon. When she said that, she gave a wink to Jeff and licked her lips. As Jeff stood up, Theresa took his entire soft cock in her mouth and rolled his ball sac in her petite soft hand. When she took her mouth from his cock, she said to him that she could not wait to feel it in her mouth when it is hard and to feel that large helmeted head pushing down her throat.

Jeff cleaned up and went to put some steaks on the barbecue, Kaitlyn and the girls started making salads in the kitchen. Natalie and the boys soon came out too, all looking drained and satisfied. Jeff thought to himself, when Seth came onto the deck, about how often he thought about sucking his thick uncut cock when the two were in the house alone. He wondered if his boys were into cock too. And Natalie, to see that she is such a cock loving slut, wow. Jeff had fucked her and blew many loads all over her face many, many, times over the years, all in his mind. Now he wondered just how many times his boys have done this for years, for real. Kaitlyn looked over her whole family in the kitchen and on the deck thinking, now that the whole family fuckfest has been outed to the last family member, Jeff, there was no holding back the joy everyone was going experience.

Jeff's mind came back to the present, as he noticed he was now holding Theresa's head with both hands as he unloaded into her mouth. She sealed her mouth around the head of his cock, as she jacked every last drop up the shaft with one hand and squeezed his balls with her other. Yes, this has been a very good year.....

To continue



The Family Outing Ch. 02



Theresa loved the feel of those large strong hands on her head, pulling her mouth down over that thick hard cock. She just plain loved the feel of those strong hands holding her in any fashion, whether on her head or just wrapped around her hip pulling her tight to the large man those hands are attached to.

She truly loves her husband, but she has now found that she loves the strong commanding man that is her husband's father, Jeff. From that first time that she was able to wrap her lips around his softening cum covered cock that day Jeff came into the house when she and Elaine were servicing their mother, she has always looked forward to any chance to be his slut.

As Jeff held her head tight to his cock, she swallowed each thick rope of cum he shot into her throat. She could never swallow fast enough and his salty load always overflowed in her throat and dribbling out the corners of her mouth. As Jeff released his grip on her head, Theresa began her cleaning of his cock, making sure she licked the entire surface clean, taking extra time to run her tongue around the cut head.

This is when Bryan, her husband, came into the room. Theresa stood and met him in the doorway with a long kiss. Bryan could taste the remnants of cum in her mouth. He stepped back and smiled, knowing that his dad had made Theresa a happy girl again. Bryan looked at Jeff and asked if he fucked her yet or just gotten a blow job. Jeff said that she had just sucked his cock, but that he was sure her sweet little pussy was ready for Bryan's cock and that he had to get going.

Theresa shuttered as Jeff ran his hand across her ass when he walked by them. As she took Bryan's now hardening cock out of his jeans and began to stroke him while Jeff walked away, she remembered back to her first taste of Jeff's cum......

It was at the house, that wonderful sex filled day that left her and the others exhausted that night. Theresa had gone to the house with Bryan to visit his mother, Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn is a short woman with large floppy tits and a larger belly. As tiny as Theresa is, she often found her pussy moistening at the site of those large tits -- especially when Kaitlyn's large thick nipples were visible. Theresa had mentioned to Bryan several times before how this turned her on.

On this day, Bryan and Theresa walked in on Kaitlyn as she was was furiously working her fingers in and out of her fat hairy pussy as she watched a porn video in the living room. The video on the screen showed an older woman being eaten out by a younger woman. As Kaitlyn buried one hand into her pussy, her other hand was pulling hard on her nipples, going from one to the other. Theresa felt her pussy get instantly slippery, as she saw Bryan's hand start to rub his growing cock through his pants. Theresa made the first move, pulling off her little top and pinching her nipples as she stepped around in front of Kaitlyn.

Kaitlyn started to pull her hand from her sloppy, sopping cunt, but Theresa dove in between her thighs and took Kaitlyn's slimey fingers in to her mouth and licked the pungent pussy juice from them. She pushed her tiny hand into her mother's well lubricated pussy, and at this Katlyn let out a very loud moan. Theresa moved her mouth to the older woman's pussy, her black curly hair matted from all the juice oozing from her large lipped pussy. As the petite younger woman ran her tongue over Kaitlyn's hard protruding nub, Kaitlyn growled out to her, "Lick my fat pussy.........yes..... suck on my clit you little slut."

Theresa licked at her mother's pussy like it was the last thing she would ever do. Bryan stood there taking this all in, watching his mother stretch her tits out as she pulled hard on those big nipples. His wife's face now already covered with his mother's pussy juice. And he was stroking his now free rock hard cock as he watched. His mother hissed at Theresa that she was cumming and she started to moan loudly and shutter. Theresa sucked on her clit and wave after wave went through the older woman.

Theresa quickly moved now, she kept one hand pumping into Kaitlyn's pussy, as she climbed up and engaged her in a deep kiss. Kaitlyn broke from the kiss and started licking the pussy juice from Theresa's face. Theresa motioned to Bryan to come forward, and she whispered into Kaitlyn's ear that she had something else for her.

Kaitlyn's face was red with lust and her eyes were still mostly closed, Theresa took Bryan's thick cock in her hand and guided him to his mother's mouth. When Kaitlyn felt the hard smooth skin against her lips and the pre-cum pushing into her mouth, she opened her eyes to see her eldest son's thick cock. With her last orgasm barely subsiding, and Theresa's hand still sliding in and out of her pussy, she found herself wantonly opening her mouth to take that cock into her mouth. She licked around the rim of Bryan's helmeted head, and let it slide on her tongue into her mouth and down her throat. It had been many years since she last saw his cock, and it had certainly grown much more than she remembered it.

Bryan began fucking his mother's mouth, telling her what a great cock sucker she was. Theresa moved her mouth to one of Kaitlyn's large hard nipples and began tweaking it with her teeth. Nibbling and pulling on the hard bud with her lips and teeth. With the show that he just had and the thought that his mother was giving him great head, Bryan could hold back no longer. He began filling his mother's throat with his warm thick cum. As he fucked her mouth, his cum oozed out from her lips and ran down her chin and neck. Kaitlyn swallowed as much as she could, as fast as she could, but she just could not keep up with the jizz her son was pumping into her

As Bryan pulled his cock from her mouth, Theresa again began kissing Kaitlyn. The two women swapped Bryan's cum back and forth, as the older woman tried to catch her breath. Theresa laid her head onto one of Kaitlyn's large tits, and gently rolled the other nipple in her fingers. She told Kaitlyn that she had wanted to suck her pussy for a long time, and she would gladly do it again, whenever Kaitlyn wanted.

Kaitlyn was happy with this turn of events, as she had not had a female lover in many years, and with this new lover came a very nice cock too. Kaitlyn had no hang ups about that cock being attached to her son, they were all adults now, and besides it is a damn nice cock! It reminded her of Jeff's, it was about the same length and maybe a little thicker in girth. She was surprised at herself for swallowing his cum though. As much she liked to lick and play with her husband's cock she had only swallowed his cum a couple of times the entire time they were married. Most times she would get him almost to the point of shooting off and then jerk him off onto her tits. And even this seemed like it was happening less often as her belly grew, along with her thighs and ass.

Theresa asked Kaitlyn if she had ever shaved her pussy, or if she had ever thought of it before. She told her mother that she shaves her pussy completely and that both her and Bryan love it when he sucks her bare pussy. Theresa pulled her shorts off to expose her very bare and barely there pussy lips. This was when Kaitlyn also noticed that Bryan was neatly trimmed above his cock, but his balls and around the base of his cock were shaved smooth. Kaitlyn said that many years ago when she and Jeff were first married she trimmed it very close, but that she had let it grow out a long time ago. Theresa told Kaitlyn that she would love to shave her pussy for her, if she wanted. Kaitlyn agreed, and with that the two of them headed off to the bathroom leaving Bryan to watch the porn movie his mother was watching when they came in, as he stroked himself.

To be continued…



The Family Outing Ch. 03



As Bryan sat back, watching the bare asses of his wife and mother leave the room, he noticed that the porn movie his mother was watching when they came in had ended. He started the DVD, and slowly started to rub his still glistening cock, wet with his mother's saliva from cleaning him off.

As the movie began, he saw instantly that it was homemade porn, and the real shocker came only a few seconds after it began, when he saw who was in it. There on the screen was his mother, Kaitlyn, sucking the cock of a guy that Bryan could not tell who it was. As Bryan watched intently, he could see the lust in his mother's eyes that he saw just moments ago. My God, he thought to himself, mom is a real slut for cock! He turned the volume up to see if he could make out just who's cock she was going to town on. Other than the slurping his mother was doing as she sucked that cock in and sucking on the balls as she stroked it, he could only hear s low growl telling her over and over, "Yeah, that's the way. Show me how much you want my cock." He could see that the man she was sucking was a large man, with a belly. At first he thought this was his father, but the belly he could see seemed too big.

Then Bryan began to wonder, just who is running the camera? That is when he saw it. As his mother was taking that cock down her throat, a hand came up and grabbed the side of her head, pulling her down on the cock. On that hand he saw something he recognized right away. "That scar......I know that scar!" Bryan saw that the hand on his mother's head had a scar around the thumb. His brother, Tyler, took 15 stitches around his thumb when he was 14 years old. His mother was on video sucking his younger brother's cock! Just then on the screen, the shot pulled back as the cock was pulled from his mother's mouth and Tyler stroked his thick cock a few times. Several thick ropes of cum were launched into his mother's mouth and across her face. This is when he heard another voice, the one running the camera

"Oh shit, yeah. Look at all that hot cum you pasted on her face. Look at how much she loves the taste of your cum as it slides down her throat." This was said as the camera moved in on the very flushed and cum covered face of the woman they knew as mom. Kaitlyn's eyes were glassy and the creamy cum stood out from her red face. Bryan immediately recognized the voice he heard as Elaine, Tyler's wife. His guess was confirmed as the camera jostled some and then Elaine came into the picture. She looked into the camera, and the lens followed her face, down as she kissed the cum covered lips of her mother, forcing her tongue into the older woman's mouth and sucking out some of the remaining cum from her mouth. Elaine then pulled back and began to loving lick at the ropes of cum that were now oozing on Kaitlyn's face.

Bryan realized that the video was shot in Tyler and Elaine's apartment. It could not have been that long ago, as he remembered Tyler showing him the new video camera he got, about a month ago. In the video, he saw that everyone was still dressed, except for Tyler's pants around his ankles. His mother was sitting on the couch, with cum dripping onto her chest, some hitting her bare skin at her large cleavage, some falling onto her blouse.

The video continued, as Elaine gently pushed Kaitlyn back onto the couch, caressing the woman's large tits through the blouse as she kissed her deeply. Elaine helped her mother get her blouse over her head exposing the large white bra holding those large floppy breasts. In what seemed like a loving hug, Elaine reached around and undid Kaitlyn's bra, freeing those beautiful tits with dark areolas and hard nipples as thick as your small finger. As Elaine lowered her mouth to one of the nipples and started pulling at it with her teeth, Tyler focused the camera on his mother's still dreamy looking eyes. She was using a finger to swipe at the now cooling cum on her face and push it into her mouth. She carefully licked the cum from her fingers as she started to moan at the enjoyable feeling of her nipples being pulled and pinched and the feel of Elaine's teeth nibbling on them. Kaitlyn could feel the heat building in her pussy, her panties getting wetter than they had been in ages. The video showed Elaine standing and removing her sweater and jeans. Elaine was a large girl, with curvy hips and a plentiful ass. Although her breasts were of average size, they appeared somewhat smaller on her large frame. Elaine had puffy areolas with short stubby nipples. She really liked it when Tyler would suck hard on her nipples and pinch them, pulling them out. That sharp pain always made her pussy juices flow like a stream.

As Kaitlyn lay on the couch, now caressing and pulling at her own tits, Elaine pulled the woman's pants off. She then did the same with the pink panties that her mother was wearing. When she removed the panties, Elaine got her first look at the thick puffy lips of Kaitlyn's pussy. There was a light fluffy layer of dark hair covering her mounds. The older woman opened her legs, as Elaine lowered herself between them. Kaitlyn could feel the young girl's breath on her pussy, as Elaine spread the lips open and flicked her tongue into the gash. She ran her tongue up and down the length of those lips. Kaitlyn moaned loudly with each flick of her daughter in law's tongue. With Elaine eating out his mother on the screen, Bryan realized that this is where he and Theresa had come in to find his mother masturbating to.

Bryan also realized that his cock was rock hard and oozing pre-cum as he slowly stroked it. He continued to watch the action on the screen, as he missed it when his mother started sucking his cock and his wife ate her out. He watched as his brother cheered on Elaine as she sucked on his mother's clit and pushed three fingers into her pussy. He watched as the camera was set into position and Tyler came into the picture, lowering his now hard again, thick, cock into his mother's eagerly waiting open mouth. He saw his mother cum again and again, with Elaine's mouth over her pussy and Tyler's cock working in and out of her throat.

Now it was Bryan's turn to be surprised by someone stepping in front of him, as he stroked himself off to the same video that they had caught his mother doing the same thing to. Elaine, in the complete wonderful nudity that he saw on the screen, was now kneeling in front of him, taking his thick shaft into her hand and stroking it. She cupped his balls with her other hand, and rolled them around. "Do you like the movie?" she whispered to him. Before he could answer, she lowered her head and took his cock all the way to the bottom. It was all he could do, to not blow his load into her mouth right then. He felt her tongue slide over his nut sack, while she had his cock deep in her throat. He moved his hands to the sides of her head, as she started to bob up and down, slowly fucking him with her throat.

Again Bryan missed the part of the video where his mother gets her chin and tits covered in cum from Tyler, while she thrashes about from Elaine's tongue up her pussy and her fingers in her ass. But it is worth it, as Elaine is now stroking his cock and sucking on his nuts. She even slides her tongue down and flicks it over his ass occasionally. Then he hears Tyler's voice. "She is good, isn't she?" Bryan looks up to see his brother standing there, with his thick cock in his hand. Not being one to shy away from a cock, Bryan reached up and started stroking Tyler as he replied, "Yes, she is. Apparently you found that mom is too." They both smiled. With that, Bryan took Tyler's cock into his mouth and began sucking. Elaine loved what she saw when she looked up, her mouth full of Bryan's cock.

With his cock coated in Bryan's spit, he stepped behind Elaine and pushed his cock in to her well lubricated pussy. He fucked her hard from behind, all the while telling her what a slut she is, and how he loved seeing her suck his brother's cock. Tyler told her to take Bryan's load in her mouth, to swallow it all. Bryan could feel Elaine's finger flicking at his ass as he started to stiffen right before he sent shot after shot of his thick cum into her mouth. Tyler pulled her head back and kissed her, tasting his brothers come on her lips and in her mouth, as he filled her pussy from behind with his own hot spunk. Bryan lie back in the chair, spent. Elaine got up and kissed him full on the lips, pushing some of his own jizz into his mouth. She smiled and told him he was delicious and asked where Theresa and mom were. Bryan told them that Theresa was shaving their mother in the bathroom down the hall. Elaine then said she would go see if they could use a hand, smiling as she walked away. Tyler asked Bryan if he liked the video, knowing the answer all along.

They both wondered where Natalie and Seth were, as they were the only ones not playing with mom now. As the two brothers sat there stroking their cocks and talking about the afternoon's events, their sister and her husband came in. Natalie was a little surprised to see her brothers both sitting there stroking, but the look on Seth's face was a little amusing. Seth was having a hard time taking his eyes from the two thick cocks in front of him. Then Natalie and Seth both noticed the video playing on the television. There was Tyler pushing his cock deep into their mother from behind, as their mother had her face buried in Elaine's neatly shaved pussy.

Instinctively, Seth's hand started rubbing his crotch. He could feel his cock growing in his jeans and he could picture himself in the scene on the screen, his cock stuffed into Elaine's open and moaning mouth. Natalie too could feel her panties getting rapidly wet. She remembered all to well the feel of that very same cock filling her pussy many times when they all lived at home. In fact, she had fucked and sucked many loads from both of her brothers when they were teens. But, as far as she knew, neither brother knew she fucked the other. That was about to change.

Bryan and Tyler went to Natalie and stated caressing her in the ways that they knew she liked. As she stood there watching her mother lap at her sister's pussy, the boys removed her clothes. They didn't have to coax Seth very hard to join them. Bryan had noticed when Seth was looking at his and Tyler's cocks. As the three of them mauled at Natalie, groping her and kissing parts of her, Bryan let his hand slide across Seth's cock to see what his reaction would be. Seth felt Bryan's hand, and he hoped that Bryan would take hold of him. Seth has been bi curious for a couple of years, but had never had an opportunity to be with a guy. He followed Bryan's lead and brushed his hand over Bryan's hard cock head.

Bryan took Seth by the wrist and placed his hand on the shaft of his cock. As he started using Seth's hand to stroke his cock, Seth took over and looked at Bryan's as he continued to jerk him off. Bryan led Seth away from Natalie and Tyler, heading down the hall to one of the bedrooms. When Natalie saw them leaving the room, she told Tyler that she did not want to miss seeing her husband suck his first cock and they went too.

By the time Natalie and Tyler got to the bedroom, they found Seth on his knees stroking Bryan's cock only inches from his face. Natalie leaned down next to her husband and whispered in his ear, "Go ahead. Suck it. You will love it." And with that she ran her tongue up the shaft of Bryan's cock as she laid across the bed. She watched Seth take the head of the cock in his mouth, testing the feel. Soon Seth was stroking the shaft and sucking more and more of the cock into his mouth. He began bobbing his head on the cock eagerly. With this, Bryans turned and kneeled at the side of the bed and began licking at his sister's very wet pussy. Seth positioned himself under Bryan so that he could continue his new found pleasure. Not wanting to be left out, Tyler moved over and laid his cock across Natalie's lips. Natalie thought about how great this was, to have a brother's cock in her mouth again, to have a brother eating her out again. Only this time, it was at the same time. And, oh yeah, her husband tasting the same cock that she did her first time.

Bryan remembered how much Natalie liked it when he sucked on her clit as he flicked his tongue over the hard nub. He did this as he wiggled two fingers around inside her pussy. Listening to her moans, he new she loved what he was doing as much as she loved their brother's cock working in and out of her throat. He knew Tyler could not last much longer, as he was grunting quite a bit and thrusting into Natalie's mouth faster. With Seth working his cock over pretty good, he knew he could not last much longer either. Tyler pulled from his sister's mouth and jerked a large load all over her face with the first ropes traveling down onto her chest. With Natalie thrashing about, she came hard as she rubbed that cum into her tits. She was pinching and pulling her nipples as she did this. Bryan then pushed his cock deep into Seth's mouth and let go his third load of the afternoon. Natalie sat there with cum running down her chin cheering Seth on to suck all that cum from her brother. As Seth swallowed the last bit, Natalie moved down and kissed him, letting him taste Tyler's cum from her lips too. "That was so hot!" she told Seth. With that she led Seth onto the bed and began sucking his still very hard cock. Tyler lay down next to Seth and told him that they all like to suck cock, and he was glad to see that he did too. 

Bryan went to the bathroom to clean up a little before going looking for Theresa and his mom. When he found they were gone from the bathroom, he wondered where they were. Tyler left Natalie and Seth, to go get cleaned up himself.

With all the excitement of seeing his wife take loads of cum form both her brothers and sucking his first cock, it did not take Seth very long at all to unload his own thick hot cum into Natalie's always wanting throat. She eagerly swallowed all his cum, as she always did. With that Natalie lay back and sprawled onto the bed. Seth pulled on his jeans and decided to go see what else was going on in the house.

As he walked toward the dining room, he could smell the barbeque going on the deck. He was somewhat surprised, when he went out and saw his father, Jeff, standing there. Seeing the startled look on Seth's face, Jeff simply looked at him and said, "I can't wait to have you sucking my cock too, my boy." And then the others began to join them on the deck for drinks and some food to get energized for the amazing evening that was to come.



To be continued....



The Family Pecking Order



This is a story about oral sex, vaginal sex, anal sex, gay sex, bisexuality and incest. If you do not care for story line then I suggest that you not read the story so that you are not offended by the content. It was story requested by a reader who provided the theme. It is completely fiction and as always all characters are at least 18 years old.

BART AND TRISH

Bart and Trish lived in Scottsdale Arizona. They started dating in high school but it wasn't until the summer following their graduation that Bart finally took Trish's virginity. Trish had been shy and unwilling to let Bart fuck her early on in the relationship but Bart was a master of seduction and very patient. Trish had made it clear that she didn't want to fuck in the car so they waited for a day when her mother and her twin brothers would be out of the house.

Trish was a natural blonde and she was pretty at 5'6" tall and 115 lbs. She had a nice figure with medium sized firm tits, shapely legs and a very nice ass. Her ass was round and firm and the kind people always wanted to touch. Bart was a good looking athletic young man at 6"3" and 195 pounds. He played varsity sports and kept himself in excellent shape. He was also blessed with a larger than normal size cock which was almost 9" long and 5" around when erect. A lot of girls were after Bart so Trish was very happy that she landed him.

After Trish lost her virginity Bart and Trish's normal routine was that with Bart holding her by her long blonde hair, Trish would suck his cock swallowing as much cum as she could. Bart then licked her pussy until she was on the brink then he filled her cunt with his thick cock. He fucked Trish thoroughly bringing her to multiple orgasms before he shot his second load deep into her cunt. The final round is with Trish on all fours with her beautiful ass in the air. Bart fondled her ass and probed her with his fingers. He continued to play with her ass until his cock is rock hard again and then he eased his big thick cock back into her pussy. He penetrated her slowly until he was all the way in, then he fucked her doggy style while he stroked her ass cheeks. Bart fired his third round of cum into Trish's pussy.

Trish was a virgin when she and Bart started dating their senior year of high school but Bart convinced Trish to expand her horizons. It started out with heavy make-out sessions and petting, which always left Trish's panties soaking wet and with the smell of sex. Soon Trish's tits were exposed and Bart would suck her tits and roll the nipples between his fingers until they were eraser hard. Trish would have orgasms just from Bart playing with her tits. Later in their dating Bart would stroke Trish's thighs when he sucked her tits, occasionally brushing against her panty covered pussy. Trish would jump and moan each time his hand came in contact with her cunt.

One night they went to their favorite make out spot. Trish was still dressed in her school clothes and before long her blouse and bra was pushed up over her tits. Bart sucked her tits and stroked her thighs. This time he moved his hand inside her cotton panties and stroked her clit. Trish went wild and humped his hand. Bart then eased her panties down and off her legs, moved between her legs and positioned them over his shoulders. Trish was shaking in anticipation as Bart began to lick her pussy as he cupped her beautiful ass cheeks. Trish came numerous times humping her pussy against Bart's face and soaking him with her cum.

Bart moved up along side Trish and kissed her deeply allowing her to taste her own pussy juice. She asked what she could do to reciprocate so Bart steered her petite hands to his exposed engorged cock. Trish stared at it in awe not knowing what she was supposed to do next. Bart guided her through hand job techniques and soon had Trish licking and kissing his cock. He moved her to the next level of sucking the head of his big cock and fondling his cum filled balls. Trish started to get into it and tried to take more and more of his cock in her mouth. Bart could feel his orgasm building but elected not to warn Trish.

His first burst of cum caught her totally by surprise and when she felt the second burst she tried to swallow the first. Her mouth quickly filled with cum and to prevent gagging she pulled his cock from her mouth. Bart's cock kept firing cum and it hit her in the face, hair and bare tits. Trish giggled as she held the spurting cock in her hands as Bart's cum flew everywhere. Trish had come along way since their first date.

The next several dates were repeat performances and Trish had become comfortable with both of them being totally naked. Bart added variations to their sex. He taught her about sixty-nine so they could eat each other together. He also introduced his finger into her asshole as he ate her pussy. He placed Trish on all fours, licked her pussy and rimmed her asshole. One night he placed just the head of his cock in her pussy and rubbed her clit with the soft head of his cock. Trish went wild and had multiple orgasms.

Trish told Bart that she was ready to fuck but she wanted to do it in a bed. That's when they waited for a time when her brothers and mother would be out of the house for several hours. They went right to Trish's bedroom and stripped off their clothes. 

With Trish lying back on her bed, Bart slid between her legs and was gentle and patient as he eased his throbbing cock into her pussy. The pressure of his fullness almost negated the pain of losing her virginity. The pain soon subsided and Trish only felt pleasure as the large cock touched every fiber of her cunt. Bart fucked her slowly with long deep strokes and Trish began to hump her cunt up at him. She had numerous orgasms with the last ones violent and vocal. Bart tensed and flooded her pussy to overflowing with his cum. He continued to pump her pussy and she could feel cum running out of her cunt and trickling down her thighs. Trish held Bart tightly as she felt she was in heaven.

After that day Trish wanted Bart to fuck her whenever they could be alone together. Trish's mother, Lois knew that her daughter and Bart were having sex but she had never witnessed them doing it. One day Lois came home early and spotted Trish in Bart in the swimming pool as they hurriedly rearranged their bathing suits. Trish was pushing her tits back into the bra of her bikini and she pulling the bottom over her pussy. Bart pulled his Speedo back over his crotch but the outline of his huge package was visible. If Lois had arrived a few minutes later she would have caught them fucking in the pool. 

One day Lois and the twin boys Danny and Donnie were going to be out the entire day. Bart and Trish took advantage of that day together. As soon as Lois and the twins left, Trish and Bart were naked in Trish's bed. They first moved into a 69 position and Trish sucked Bart's cock until he came in her mouth while Bart ate Trish's pussy as she had multiple orgasms. Then they fucked each other until they both came again. 

The rest of the day they showered, had more sex and stayed naked all day. At one point they took a bath together in her parent's whirlpool tub. After the bath, Bart massaged Trish with her mother's bath oil. First he massaged the front of her body paying special attention to her tits and her pussy. Sensing that she was on the verge of another orgasm he slipped his cock into her cunt and Trish humped herself into frenzy. It was that day that Bart decided to take Trish's anal virginity.

Bart then rolled Trish over on her stomach and massaged her back, shoulders and the back of legs. He kneaded her gorgeous ass cheeks and as he massaged her ass he put an ample amount of oil on her asshole. Then Bart began to probe her asshole first with one and then two fingers. Before long his fingers were moving easily in and out of Trish's thoroughly lubed asshole. He lifted Trish up by her hips until her ass was in the air as she rested her head on the mattress. He removed his fingers and positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass. As he eased his cock into her bunghole he heard Trish gasp and hold her breath. He assuredly told her to relax and that he would not hurt her.

As Bart eased his cock into her ass the head cleared her sphincter as Trish uttered an audible gasp. The pain was excruciating as the Bart's cock worked its way deeper and deeper into Trish's ass. Her eyes welled up with tears and she felt her anal channel being stretched to new dimensions He continued to ease his cock in and out of her asshole feeding her an additional ¼ to ½ inch at a time, each time waiting until she relaxed. It seemed to take hours before his entire 9" were lodged deep in her ass. If he had not come so many times already he would have shot his wad quickly. He started to fuck her with long deliberate strokes as he admired her beautiful ass accepting his huge cock. Bart stroked her marvelous ass cheeks and told her how good she looked in this position with his dick skewering her luscious ass. 

The pain had subsided somewhat and now she felt more of a bloating and cramping sensation. The cramping had stopped and now Trish only felt somewhat constipated with the cock in her ass. Bart felt his orgasm start down in his balls and rush up through his cock flooding Trish's rectum. He came more than he expected and cum soon filled her asshole to overflowing and backed up coating his cock and running down the inside of her thighs. They both collapsed on her bed and rolled to their sides with Bart's cock still imbedded in Trish's ass. She had never felt as full as her asshole was flooded with his seed. The warm liquid did feel somewhat soothing in her recently ravaged asshole. His cock eventually softened and slipped from her asshole with an audile pop.

Bart and Trish continued their sexual escapades on a regular basis for the rest of the summer. Trish could always count on having all three of her holes filled with cum on each occasion. Bart and Trish didn't know it but Lois had made up her mind that she was going to catch them having sex.

Lois decided to spy on Bart and Trish one day, so she told Trish that she would be out all day. Lois parked the car down the street and waited, sure enough Bart showed up minutes after she left the house. Trish greeted him at the door and hurried him inside. Lois waited about 30 minutes before she walked back to the house and she could feel her pussy getting wet in anticipation of what she might witness. Lois sneaked in the back of the house and quietly made her way upstairs to Trish's room. Her daughter's door was partially open and she could see them both on the bed in the mirror on Trish's wall.

They were both naked on the bed and Trish was deep throating Bart's impressive cock. It wasn't long before he came in her mouth and she swallowed all of his cum that she could. She scooped up cum around his cock and her face and licked her fingers clean. She then returned to sucking his cock until he was hard again. Then she lay on her back taking his big dick in her cunt. He pounded her pussy and brought her to multiple orgasms until he came again this time filling her pussy with a barrage of dick juice.

Lois was not prepared for the next move, when Trish flipped over on all fours and waved her shapely ass at Bart. Bart retrieved the lotion from Trish's night table and proceeded to lubricate her asshole. He fingered her ass and pussy at the same time, sawing his fingers in and out of Trish. His cock was erect again and he covered it with a generous amount of lotion. He then slowly eased his big dick into Lois' daughter's beautiful upturned ass. He fucked her slow at first and then gradually picked up the pace. Trish pleaded with him to fuck her ass and to fill it with cum. Lois could not believe what she was seeing and hearing, much less from her own daughter.

Lois' own hand had slipped inside her panties and she was frigging her pussy toward her own orgasm. Lois had gotten lost in my own sexual satisfaction when she looked back in Trish's room and saw Bart looking right into the mirror. Lois was worried that he could see her as well as she saw him. Their eyes locked on each other's in the mirror and he seemed to enjoy the voyeurism. He then announced he was coming, almost for Lois' benefit as he flooded Trish's ass with another generous amount of man seed. He told Trish to clean him up as he popped his cock out of her asshole. Lois' slutty daughter spun around and took his cock in her mouth. Lois watched her daughter suck him completely dry. Lois was mortified and she quickly retreated downstairs and back to her car. She couldn't believe the display of raw sex that she had just witnessed but she had the strangest feeling that she wished it was her and not her daughter with Bart.

Bart and Trish continued to date and have sex for the rest of the summer until they entered college. Bart never approached Lois about her voyeurism nor did Lois ever mention that she had witnessed the two of them having sex. Trish went to school in Northern California but Bart attended the local community college. They both date others while they were in school but they were always together when Trish was home for the holidays and the summer.

Bart still came around the house and helped Lois out with chores and projects. Although Lois had her twin boys at home, she still liked Bart coming around and she invited him to use the pool whenever he wanted. Lois had been divorced for several years after her husband took a big job in New York. The divorce was not messy and Lois had been left with the house and a very substantial settlement. She did not have to work as she could live off the interest alone. Additionally her husband paid for the children's education.

Lois had not dated anyone since the divorce and she had been without sex for several years before the divorce. Now that Trish was away at school Lois secretly hoped that Bart would find Lois attractive. Lois took up aerobics and Pilates at the local fitness center in an effort to make her self more appealing to Bart. At 44 years old Lois was still a very attractive woman and her looks and body did not escape Bart's eyes particularly when they were poolside and Lois wore her bikini.

THE TWINS

Danny and Donnie were identical twins. They were almost too pretty to be called handsome with their blonde hair and toned bodies. They both swam on the high school swim team and they were the top swimmers. In their senior year they won every swim meet and they were highly recruited by many colleges. It was a given that they would receive a full athletic scholarship to college.

Lois had always wondered why her sons didn't date and why girls didn't come around the house to use the pool. But she dismissed it thinking that the twins were somewhat immature and focused on swimming and school. They were both honor students and had received straight A's all through high school. 

However there was another reason that the twins did not have girlfriends and that was that they never found themselves attracted to the girls. In fact they enjoyed looking at their teammates in the shower more than they liked looking at girls. Danny and Donnie had never had sex with anyone although they secretly masturbated thinking about sex with another boy. It was two weeks after their 18th birthday that they had their first sexual encounter.

Danny and Donnie shared the same bedroom for years and even when Trish went off to college they stayed in the same room. Also Trish wanted to keep her room even though she was away at school. One Saturday morning after a grueling swim meet the previous Friday the twins slept in. Lois always played tennis on Saturday mornings with her lady friends and then they always went out to eat after that. Lois wouldn't be home until after lunch.

Donnie got out of bed first and went in to take his shower. When he finished showering he was drying off when he stared at his brother Danny standing at the sink nude brushing his teeth. Donnie looked at his brother's well toned body and his round shapely ass. Danny like Donnie was tanned golden brown except for their asses and pubes. They had tan lines that actually accentuated their asses against the tanned bodies. Donnie felt a stirring in his loins. 

Donnie was always the more assertive of the twins so it was natural for him to make the first move. He hung up the towel and stepped from the shower. Instead of moving to his own sink he moved behind his brother. Donnie let his hand graze over Danny's shapely buttock. Donnie felt a sensation move through his body like an electric charge and his cock became erect at the touch of his brother's skin. Dannie's buttocks tightened at the touch as he too felt electricity run through his body. Donnie caressed Danny's ass again and Danny's cock sprung to attention.

Donnie stepped up close to his brother and wrapped his arms around his chest and nuzzled his neck. Danny felt Donnie's erect cock pressed against his ass and he sighed deeply. Donnie's hands moved down Danny's chest over his abs and covered his pubes. Donnie took Danny's cock in one hand and cupped Danny's balls in the other as Donnie's cock nestled in to the crack of Danny's ass. Danny groaned as Donnie stroked his cock and fondled his testicles.

Donnie then turned Danny around to face him and kissed him deeply. As their tongues dueled as they kissed Donnie reached down and grabbed both their erect cocks in one hand and stroked them together. They stayed like that for several minutes until Donnie dropped down on his knees and took his brother's cock in his mouth. For the first time in his life Donnie had a cock in his mouth. He sucked on Danny for a shirt while before he stood up and spoke.

"Let's go back to bed and he can suck each other," Donnie whispered.

The twins went back to their room and they both got in Donnie's bed. Donnie showed Danny how to move into a 69 position as they lay on their sides. Donnie took Danny's cock back into his mouth and Danny followed Donnie's lead. The two of them sucked cock for the first time and they relished the feeling of the soft mushroom heads in their mouths. They took the cocks as deep in their mouths as they were comfortable with doing as they made love to each other. Donnie grabbed Danny's ass cheeks and held them as he sucked Danny's cock. Danny copied every move that Donny made and soon they were both sucking and fondling each other's ass. 

Donny moved a finger between Danny's ass cheeks and tickled his anus and again Danny did the same thing to his brother. Danny felt a surge pass through his loins and his testicles tightened signaling that he was about to cum. Then he felt his cum travel from his scrotum through his cock and blast into his brothers' mouth. Donnie just held on to Danny's ass and swallowed Danny's load as it shot into his mouth. Donnie then rubbed his brother's balls as he drank down every drop of his brother's cum. Danny was in ecstasy as he enjoyed his ejaculation into another boy's mouth for the first time in his life. 

Danny had stopped sucking Donnie's cock briefly as he savored the moment of cumming in his brother's mouth but then he resumed sucking Donnie's cock. Donnie shot his load shortly thereafter and flooded Dannie's mouth with cum. Dannie did just s his brother had done and swallowed as fast as he could to capture every drop of Donnie's cum. They continued to hold to each other and suck each other in the 69 position. They were both so turned on that they remained hard. They could have cum again in each other's mouth but Donnie wanted to take it to the next step.

"I want to fuck you Danny," Donnie whispered to his brother.

The two beautiful twins separated from their 69 position and Donnie told Danny to get on all fours. Danny did as he was told and positioned himself on all fours. Danny was leery of the anal penetration and he looked back over his shoulder with trepidation at his twin brother.




The Family Pecking Order



"Don't worry Danny people have been doing this for thousands of years. I will grease you up good before I fuck you," Donnie said trying to sound reassuring.

Donnie played with Danny's ass a long time as he loved fingering his brothers bung-hole and caressing his shapely ass. Danny stayed hard throughout the ass fucking foreplay and at one time he thought that he might cum again. It was just then that Donnie told him to turn over. Danny lifted his legs and placed them on Donnie's shoulders as Donnie directed.

"I want to see the expression on your face when I fuck you and take your virginity," Donnie said in a raspy voice.

Donnie placed the head of his cock at Danny's ass and pressed forward testing his hole. Danny could feel the pressure and although it wasn't yet unpleasant, he feared the pain to come. Danny's relaxed orgasmic state and his horniness took over and he let Donnie have his way. Donnie added more lubricant to his cock as he pulled back and rubbed the head of his cock around Danny's asshole. Every few seconds Donnie would push inside Danny and then pull back out stretching him a little wider each time. It was quite a turn-on watching his pretty brother with his beautiful cock between Danny's raised and spread legs. Donnie's next thrust was with a purpose and Danny felt pain as his brother's cock pushed passed his sphincter.

"Oh shit that hurts, stop!" Danny screamed out. 

"It's natural for it to hurt at first but the pain will go away shortly. Try to relax and don't fight it," Donnie said.

Donnie remained inside him and did not move allowing Danny to adjust to his girth. The pain did not go away and Danny asked him to pull out for a second and Donnie did. The pain went away but Danny felt a void in his ass and his erotic desire took over. Danny placed his heels on Donnie's ass and pulled Donny back to him. Donnie's cock re-entered Danny's ass and pushed passed his sphincter again without as much pain this time. Donnie stopped once again and remained still for a moment and waited for Danny's reaction. The feeling of pain was replaced by desire and Danny rotated his hips and arched his back to get Donnie further inside him.

Danny's body opened up to his brother and he felt Donnie's cock stretch him open to new dimensions. Donnie's cock slid in and out of Danny slowly until he had finally buried all 7+ inches in Danny's ass. Danny could feel his brother's balls resting on his ass. Danny couldn't believe what a wonderful feeling it was to have Donnie completely inside him. 

Donnie pulled out a little and then he stopped and pushed back inside. The feeling was fantastic and Danny began to rotate his hips again. Then Donnie pulled almost all of the way out and then plunged inside fucking his brother senseless. Danny moaned in response to Donnie's pounding and they began to make love. Donnie leaned over him and Danny wrapped his legs around him, hooking his ankles together and they began rocking and moving beautifully together. Danny was being fucked for the first time and he loved it.

Donnie was fucking Danny hard and fast like he was a woman and he was reveled in each thrust. Danny looked down and watched his balls and erect cock bounce around as Donnie fucked him. Danny soon felt another buildup in his balls. Donnie began to moan louder and louder, and fucked harder and faster. Danny felt Donnie's cock swell in his rectum as Donnie rose up on his knees. Danny knew that he was close and he began to pump his own cock with his hand.

Donnie grunted and Danny felt hot cum fill his ass. Danny pumped his cock harder in search of his own release. When he came, he shot my own cum all over his chest, abs and pubes. Donnie had filled Danny up with his cum but he remained hard and continued to fuck his ass. Donnie pushed his cum around in Danny's ass and some of it escaped and wet the bed. Due to Donnie's horniness and his youthful recuperative powers he continued to fuck Danny until he came again.

This time he collapsed on top of his brother and then they kissed. Donnie lay on top of him with all of his weight resting on Danny. Danny wrapped his legs around Donnie and I reveled in the feeling of his big cock growing soft inside him. They stayed in each other's arms for a long time and no words were spoken. They just held each other, kissed and ran their hands over each other. Donnie's cock softened and slipped from Dannie's ass and it felt like a plug had just been pulled from his asshole. Cum ran out of Danny's ass onto the bed and he felt the cool air caress his no longer virgin asshole. 

"Danny I want you to fuck me now. Would you like to fuck me?" Donnie asked.

"Oh yes!" Danny gasped.

Donnie got on all fours and handed his brother the lube. "Put plenty of that stuff on your cock and in my ass."

Danny knelt behind Donnie and he begin to caress his brother's beautiful ass Donnie's body was delicate, hairless and flawless. Danny couldn't believe how much Donnie looked like a woman from behind with his shapely curvy ass in the air and then he guessed that he looked the same way. Danny put an ample amount of lotion in his hands and rubbed it all around Donnie's bung hole. Then Danny inserted first one finger then two fingers preparing Donnie for his cock. As he sawed his fingers in and out of Donnie's anus Danny was getting turned on by the thought of burying his cock in his brother's shapely ass. He moved closer to Donnie and lined up the head of his cock with Donnie's anal opening and began to ease it into to him. 

Danny spat on his hand and rubbed his saliva all over his cock which made it very slick when combined with the lotion. Danny's cock head cleared Donnie's sphincter and it slid right in without resistance. Donnie's ass chute was warm and tight as Danny went deep into him. If Donnie felt any pain he didn't let on that he did. Danny was all the way in Donnie's ass and he started a slow fucking motion. Danny continued to pump Donnie's ass with deep, long, deliberate thrusts as he caressed his brother's smooth round ass. 

Donnie asked Danny to fuck him harder and quicker. So Danny picked up the pace and he started pounding Donnie's ass faster and faster. Danny's balls started bouncing off of his brother's balls and Donnie was moaning with each thrust of cock. Danny could feel his climax building and he knew that any moment he would shoot his seed in Donnie's ass. Danny tried to make it last as long as possible but once Donnie started to contract his anal muscles Danny lost it.

Danny fired a barrage of cum in his brother's ass filling it to overflowing. As he continued to fuck Donnie, Danny's jizm backed up in his brother's rectum and began to ooze out flowing over their balls. Donnie used his talented anal muscles to milk Danny's cock and drain it of all his seed. Danny didn't think that his cock would ever be soft again as he remained hard in Donnie's tight sheath. Donnie's milking action weakened him and Danny collapsed on top of Donnie's body.

Donnie flattened out on the bed with Danny on top and his cock still in his brother's ass. Danny rolled off of him and his hard cock slipped from Donnie's ass. Donnie rolled to his back and spread his legs lifting his knees to his chest.

"Fuck me again," he commanded.

Danny moved between Donnie's legs much like he would fuck a woman and lined up his still erect cock with his brother's asshole. Donnie was also as hard as a rock and his beautiful cock pointed toward his head. Danny pressed slightly forward and his cock moved into his brother's hot ass. Donnie's ass actually pulled Danny inside and his cock went all the way in Donnie's ass as Danny's balls rested on his brother's ass.

"God, that feels so good, love me, fuck me," Donnie cried out.

His ass was in the air and Danny's cock was fully embedded in it. Danny pulled back a little and pushed forward. Donnie groaned as Danny began to slowly fuck him. Each time Danny would start taking longer strokes. Danny's cock head was soon at the edge of his brother's asshole before he pushed it back into him. Their fucking was making a sucking sound. Each time Danny's balls slammed against his brother's ass, his body and Donnie's ass made a wet slapping sound. 

Danny was so fucking hot that I crammed his cock fully into Donnie. Donnie held Danny's cock and massaged it with his anal muscles; Danny knew he was not going to last very long. Donnie humped up against Danny fucking him back as Danny fucked him. Their room smelled of sex and sweat. Danny reached down to stroke his brother's cock but Donnie grabbed his wrist.

"No, I want to cum just from you fucking me," He said and pushed the hand away, "Just keep fucking me."

Danny took slow long strokes in and out of his brother's ass as Donnie pushed up into him more and more. Soon Donnie took control and just fucked Danny's cock. Danny let Donnie fuck him with his ass muscles. Danny's actions became more erratic and his thrusts shorter and more powerful. Donnie was grunting as Danny's cock slid in and out of his hot ass. Soon Danny's cock was barely staying in his brother's ass. Then Donnie slowed down and let the cock just press against his prostate. Donnie announced that he was cumming and he pulled Danny down and kissed him deeply plunging his tongue into Danny's mouth. Danny felt his brother's cum shoot between their bodies covering their chests and abs and then oozing out around their pubes. That set Danny off and he began to pound his cock in and out of his brother's hole. Danny slammed his cock into his brother's loose wet hole and he felt his balls tighten again. Danny pressed deep into him and his seed filled his brother's ass.

"Yes cum in my ass again. Oh I feel it I feel your hot spunk," Donnie groaned.

Danny pulled, pushed and cum spurted into Donnie making his hole wetter and warmer as Danny's cock easily slid in. Danny continued fucking him until his legs were weak and cum had stopped flowing. Danny's cock slipped from his brother's ass as they cuddled and Donnie stroked Danny's exhausted body.

"I loved fucking you. I loved your ass," Danny whispered into his ear.

Over the next several days Donnie and Dannie fucked and sucked each other in the morning and in the evening. They were insatiable and seemed tireless. They could cum four and five times a day and they continuously flooded each other's mouth and ass with cum. They loved fucking each other in the ass but they also loved sucking each other and making love to their beautiful cocks. They were careful however not to be discovered by their mother and they showed their affection for one another outside their home. 

Saturday morning was their favorite time together when their mother was at the tennis club with her lady friends. Either Donnie would wake up Dannie with a blow job or Dannie would wake up Donnie with one. Then they would fuck each other in bed. Sometimes they would shower together and fuck each other in the shower and then return to bed and fuck and suck some more. They would spend hours on a Saturday morning making love to each other.

It was weeks before they were finally discovered by their mother. Lois was on her way to the club when she received a phone call that the club had a power outage and was closed that morning. The ladies had decided to still meet for coffee but Lois would be home hours earlier than normal. Donnie was about to prepare Danny's ass for a good reaming when he discovered they were out of lubricant. Donnie went into his mother's bathroom and got some lotion. They had often used lotion and saliva as a lubricant and it made their cocks very slick. Donnie returned to their bedroom but he neglected to close the bedroom door as it wasn't a concern since his mother wouldn't be home for hours.

However Lois actually arrived home minutes after Donnie slid his impressive cock into Danny's ass. Lois went upstairs to change out of her tennis outfit and she heard her sons in their room. At first she thought she was mistaken but then she heard Danny's voice again. 

"Oh Donnie, I love it when you fuck me. Fuck me slow, make it last," Danny told his brother.

Lois couldn't believe her ears. Her curiosity got the best of her and she just had to peek in on her sons. She moved quietly to their room and the door was wide open. Obviously they had not expected her to be home at this hour. Lois looked in the room and she could see her two sons on the bed. They were facing away from her but she could see her son Donnie driving his cock into his twin brother's ass. Now she knew why there were never any girls in the picture. Her sons were gay and obviously very much into each other. Lois watched then until Donnie came and dumped his load in his brother's ass.

"Oh I can feel it. I can feel you cum in me," Danny called out.

Donnie kept right on fucking his brother until every drop of cum had been squeezed out of his cock. Lois ducked back in the hallway and listened to her sons. This time Danny would fuck Donnie so Lois waited until she was sure the action had started before she looked back in their room. Sure enough Danny was fucking Donnie in a doggy style position. Lois watched until Danny came this time and then she was about to leave when she heard Donnie tell Danny to suck his cock. She peeked in again and saw the two boys move into a 69 position and suck each other's cock. That was enough for Lois and she quietly went back downstairs. Once back downstairs she made enough noise so that the boys knew she was home. They quickly uncouple and closed their bedroom door. Then they went into the shower and fucked each other even though they knew their mother was home. They felt safe in the shower. Lois never did tell the boys that she knew they were gay or that she had witnessed them having sex.

BART JOINS THE TWINS

That summer after the twins graduated from high school, Bart hung around the house more than usual. Trish had opted to go with her college roommate to Europe for six weeks. It was a program that the several schools sponsored and Trish was talked into going by her roommate. Bart dated a couple of girls while Trish was away but mostly he hung out at the pool when he wasn't working.

Danny and Donnie had earned a full swimming scholarship to the University of Arizona. They could have gone to any school they wanted as they were in demand but they opted to stay in the state. They worked out every day in their own pool and swam their laps religiously staying in shape for their upcoming college days. Bart would sit in the lounge and watch as the twins went through their workouts and then they would all sit around and talk poolside.

Bart knew that the twins were gay as Trish had figured it out and told him. It never bothered Bart that they were gay as the twins kept to themselves and were very discreet about their relationship. Bart often wondered what it would be like to fuck a guy or have a guy suck his big cock. Bart thought that fucking a guy's ass couldn't be much different than fucking a girl in the ass. He also thought the same about blow jobs. Bart tried to imagine the twins fucking and sucking each other. They both had well toned hairless bodies with flawless skin and they both had shapely asses for guys. In fact many a girl would like to have the ass that Donnie or Danny had.

Danny and Donnie often looked at Bart's crotch when he was poolside. They both wondered how big his cock really got when he was fucking their sister. Danny and Donnie had never approached the subject of making it with another guy as they were very content in their relationship. However individually they wondered what it would be like to add another person to their relationship.

One Saturday morning Bart came over to the house to take and early swim. He knew that Lois was at tennis with her lady friends but he was surprised that Donnie and Danny weren't up yet. He went in the house to make himself a cup of coffee to take out to the pool and as the coffee was brewing he decided to check in on the twins. He went upstairs and was about to knock on their bedroom door when he heard Danny's voice. Bart could hardly make it out through the closed door but he was sure that Danny was urging Donnie to fuck him. This he had to see for himself. Bart opened the door quietly and peeked through the crack. Sure enough Danny was on all fours and Donny was fucking him from behind. 

As Bart watched the twins fuck he felt his own cock harden in his Speedo. Bart at that moment decided to test the water with the twins. He stripped off his Speedo and his big nine inch cock spring to attention. Bart entered the room quietly and walked around in front of Danny. Both Danny and Donnie were shocked to see Bart in their room but they were even more shocked to see him naked with his big nine inch cock fully erect. They stopped fucking and they both stared at his imposing cock.

"I thought that you two may like to have some company," Bart said as he waved his big dick in front of Danny's face.

"We've never done it with anyone else," replied Danny in embarrassment. 

"Do it Danny, suck his cock. It's okay it's Bart. Let's make it a threesome," the always assertive Donnie urged.

Danny tentatively reached for Bart's cock. He held the long thick cock in his hand briefly before he finally licked the head with his tongue. Danny couldn't believe the girth on Bart's cock as he could not wrap his hand all the way around it. Danny opened his mouth and took the head into his mouth and he felt his jaw strain to accommodate Bart's size. Danny only took about four inches of Bart's cock into his mouth and began to suck on it. Donnie resumed fucking his brother as Danny sucked on Bart's cock. The whole scene had the three of them turned on and it didn't take long for Donnie to cum and fill his brother's ass with his first massive load of the day. 

Bart loved the blow job he was getting from his girlfriend's brother as it was as good as any Trish had given him. Even though Danny was still adjusting to Bart's size he did a good job sucking his cock. It had been a few days since Bart had had sex so when he came he flooded Danny's mouth. Danny was taken back by the force and amount of cum that Bart shot into his mouth. Danny had to pull off Bart's cock to keep from gagging and the remainder of Bart's cum splashed off of Danny's forehead and face. Donnie emptied his balls into his brother's ass as he watched Bart's massive load hit his brother's face. Danny wiped cum off his face and licked his fingers clean.

"I need to cum," Danny gasped.

Donnie moved into position to be fucked and Danny got the lube and prepared his brother's ass. As Danny was fingering Donnie's shapely ass Bart decided that he would fuck Danny. Bart took the lube and fingered Danny's ass just as he often did with Trish's ass. Danny was leery of Bart's big cock and he hoped that Bart wouldn't try to fuck him. Danny slipped his cock into Donnie's ass and began fucking him while Bart continued to finger fuck Danny. Danny actually liked the anal penetration as he fucked his brother and he wished that Bart had a smaller cock so that Bart could fuck him.

Bart satisfied that Danny's ass was well lubed applied a generous amount of lube to his own cock. Bart moved in behind Danny and pushed his cock into Danny's asshole. Danny panicked and pleaded with Bart not to fuck him.

"Bart please no, you're too big, I can't take you in my ass," Danny begged.

"Nonsense, if your sister can take my cock in her ass you certainly can. You just need to be broken in some more," Bart replied.

"Fuck him Bart, fuck his ass just like he's fucking mine," Donnie urged.

Danny's fate was sealed and Bart eased more of his cock into Danny's ass. Bart was gentle though relentless in his quest to fuck Danny. Bart would push in a little and stop allowing Danny to adjust along the way. Finally Bart began a rocking motion and began fucking Danny slowly. Danny's ass had stretched enough now that he was comfortable with Bart's cock in him and he resumed fucking his brother. As Danny picked up the pace fucking Donnie in the ass he was pushing his own ass back onto Bart's cock. Bart stopped moving as he didn't have to while Danny was fucking Donnie. Danny would bury his cock in Donnie and in the process his ass would slide along Bart's cock. When Danny withdrew slightly from Donnie's ass he impaled his ass on Bart's cock. Bart inched closer and closer as Danny seemed to be able to take more and more of his cock. Then Danny felt Bart's pubic hair brush against his buttocks and he realized that Bart was all the way in his ass. Danny couldn't believe that he had taken all of Bart's big thick cock. Danny was proud of himself now and he picked up the pace fucking his brother and impaling himself of Bart's cock. 




The Family Pecking Order



Bart came before Danny did but when Danny felt cum shoot into his ass he lost it. Danny's buttocks tightened as he plunged his cock all the way into Donnie's ass and unleashed his first load of the day. Danny flooded his brother's rectum with an enormous load one of the largest he could remember. As Danny's buttocks clenched and unclenched as he came in Donnie's ass, he milked every drop of cum from Bart's cock. Bart caressed Danny's shapely ass a she let his cock be milked dry. Bart liked looking at the tanned twins with their lily white asses. The fact that they had tan lines emphasized the shape of their curvy bottoms.

Donnie was erect again after the fuck session, so he had Danny suck his cock. Bart watched Danny suck his brother's cock and then he too got hard again. Danny was also hard again after sucking his brother and swallowing his load. This time Donnie would take Bart's cock in his ass as she sucked Danny's cock. The three of them fucked and sucked until they were drained and exhausted. Bart was not interested in cock but he didn't mind giving them a reach around while he was fucking them in the ass. Bart actually enjoyed playing with their balls and jerking them off as he fucked them.

From that day on Bart often joined the twins for three-way sex. One day they were so horny that they got a little careless and they were discovered by Lois. Again it was a day that she got home earlier than planned and she happened to see Bart fucking her son Danny in the ass as Danny was sucking his brother's cock. Lois' reaction was one she had not expected. She was jealous of her sons. She had secretly wished that Bart would seduce her and with her daughter in Europe for six weeks she thought it might happen. But Bart didn't try to seduce Lois instead he was fucking her sons. She decided that she would have to make the first move with Bart. Surely if he could fuck her daughter and her sons he would be willing to fuck her. She would have to make her move before Trish came home that summer.

LOIS AND BART

Lois picked a day that she and Bart would be alone. The twins traveled to the University for a campus visit and pre-season swim team meeting and they would be gone overnight. Lois invited Bart over to the house to keep her company while the twins were gone. Lois and Bart were sitting poolside chatting and enjoying an afternoon cocktail. Lois had worn her skimpiest bikini and that had not gone unnoticed by Bart. Bart took in Lois' beauty and Bart assessed that Lois had a better figure than her daughter. 

Lois decided it was time to put her plan into action. She walked down to the diving board and as she did she loosened the strings on her bikini top and bottom. Lois had practiced this several times when she was alone. She stood on the dive board and then executed a perfect dive into the pool. As she hit the water her bikini bra was stripped away from her body and then the bikini bottom followed. Lois acted as if she didn't know that she had lost her bikini and swam to the swallow end.

Bart had watched her dive and he saw that her bikini came off her body. His cock immediately stirred in his Speedo as he watched Lois swim naked toward him. Bart had often wondered what it would be like to fuck Lois but he always dismissed it. However this day he decided to go for it after all he had fucked everyone else in the family. Bart stood up and peeled off his Speedo and walked toward the swallow end of the pool where Lois was just starting to surface. His big cock bobbed in front of him as he approached her. Lois surface and pushed her long blonde hair back over her head and then she spotted Bart. She stared at his massive cock and all of a sudden she wondered if she had made a mistake. Could she really take his cock?

Lois stood frozen in the swallow end as Bart entered the water and waded over to her. Lois tired to make believe that she just discovered that she lost her bikini and covered her body with her hands. Bart smiled and took her hands away from her tits and pussy. Then he pulled her toward him and let her feel his big cock press into her body. Lois shook with desire and anticipation.

"You did that on purpose didn't you?" Bart asked.

Lois nodded and whispered, "Yesss!" 

"I'm glad you did," Bart said as he wrapped his hands around Lois and cupped her shapely ass.

"Please let's go inside," Lois said softly.

Bart and Lois walked naked into the house and straight up to Lois' bedroom. Lois and I entered the room and Bart sensed her uneasiness.

"Relax, we don't have to do anything that you don't want to do," Bart reassured her.

Lois just nodded and blushed slightly as she sat down on her bed. Bart sat next to her and took her hands in his their thighs touching in the process. Lois was starting to relax.

"You're a very good looking woman," Bart said as he turned his face toward hers to kiss her.

Bart probed her mouth his tongue searching for hers. She moaned as Bart French kissed her deeply and then she gasped as if she was out of breath. Bart moved his hands over her pert shapely tits extracting yet another groan from her. He could feel her nipples harden in his hands. Then his hands were filled with her breasts and he tweaked her rock hard nipples in his fingers. 

Lois lay back on the bed as Bart continued to massage her tits and play with her nipples. He leaned over her and began to kiss her breasts and suck on her nipples. Lois continued to moan and then would shiver every now and then from pleasure.

"It has been quite awhile Bart," Lois said, "Five years and there was never anyone else."

"Let me know if I am moving to fast or if you prefer you can take the lead," he replied.

Bart pulled her toward him so that she could feel her bare tits against him. Lois groaned as she felt the hairs on his chest tickle her nipples. Bart's cock was straining against so Lois covered it with her hand and squeezed it.

"Stand up please," she struggled to say.

"I have never seen a cock this big and thick," Lois said as she moved her hands over it lovingly.

"There are bigger ones than mine," Bart replied. He then gasped as she grabbed his cock with both hands and ran her tongue over the head.

She looked up at him as if she was in a trance and said, "I have always wanted to do this."

Lois took the head of his cock in her mouth still holding it with both hands. Then she removed one hand taking more of it in her mouth. With her free hand she fondled Bart's balls and stroked the hardness between his cock and asshole. She then removed the other hand and grabbed his hips with both hands pulling and pushing him so that she controlled the penetration of his cock in her mouth. 

Bart knew he was close to cumming. "I'm going to shoot soon," he warned her.

But Lois just picked up the pace and started to fondle his balls again. Bart shot ropes of cum into her mouth. Lois was startled by both the amount of cum and the force of it. However she gamely held on swallowing as fast as she good. She continued to suck on Bart's rod until it was dry of his seed and softened in her mouth. 

"That was incredible," Bart sighed.

Lois flopped back on the bed savoring the taste of cum in her mouth. Lois kept her bush trimmed neatly displaying her beautiful cunt. Her pussy was glistening with moisture from her excitement and Bart noticed that it was swollen. He stroked the outline of her slit gently probing with his fingers. Her clit was large and prominent and Bart teased it first with his fingers and then by running his tongue over it. Lois was squeezing both her breasts with her hands as Bart played with her pussy. He took the engorged clit into his mouth and nibbled on it as he sank one, two then three fingers into her sopping pussy. 

"Oh, oh, please," Lois groaned as she had her first orgasm of the night soaking his hands and fingers. 

Bart then moved up between her legs and eased his hard cock into her pussy. It slid in easy given the wetness. He worked it slowly with long deliberate strokes keeping his cock in constant contact with her clit. Lois started bucking madly and seemed to lose control. 

"Oh fuck, fuck me make me cum again," she almost screamed and then added, "It's so good, feels so good."

"Oh my god, hold me, hold me," Lois yelled as she shook with another intense orgasm.

Lois wrapped her legs and arms around Bart as if she was trying to pull him in deeper. He could feel her pussy squirting and covering his cock with her juices. That sent Bart over the edge and he filled her love canal with cum shooting it deep into her womb. 

Lois continued to hold him in a tight grasp as she repeated over and over, "Thank you, thank you, thank you." 

Bart lifted himself off of Lois and he rolled her over on her stomach. He gently massaged her body and she cooed in a relaxed state. Her skin was a little red from rubbing against the bedcovers so he applied some of her body lotion and rubbed it in. Bart was getting turned on by the massage and looking at her shapely ass. He applied more lotion to her ass cheeks and then he added more to her asshole. Bart fingered her asshole with his little finger than a larger one and finally his thumb with his middle finger stroking her enlarged clit. Lois raised her hips slightly so that he could get to her pussy easier and by doing so she accentuated her shapely ass. Bart's thumb was snug in her ass and his cock was throbbing again.

Lois looked back at Bart and saw his erect cock and asked, "Do you want my ass too"?

"Of course, I have had everyone else's ass in this family," he replied with a snicker. 

Bart removed his thumb and kissed his way down her arched back as he fondled her curvy buttocks with his hands. He planted kisses on her ass cheeks and tickled her pink hole with his tongue. She gasped out loud and Bart was sure that no one had ever rimmed her before today.

Bart backed off and asked her if she was all right to which Lois wiggled her ass and told him to keep tonguing her bottom. Bart lifted her hips up a little higher and gently spread her ass cheeks wider and lapped around her bung hole. He penetrated her rectum with the tip of his tongue and he heard her breathing become shallow and labored. Bart slipped his tongue in as deep as he could and Lois went wild. Her body shook with convulsions as she had yet another intense orgasm. Bart held on to her hips with his tongue buried in her ass as she bucked and trembled.

Lois had totally relaxed and it took her awhile to realize that the head of Bart's cock was now in her ass. He had added more lotion along with his saliva making his dick very slick. 

"Not too deep at first, let me get used to it then you can go deeper but slowly," she cautioned.

Bart fed it to her a little at a time probably no more than a quarter or half inch. Each time he allowed her to adjust to the thickness and deepness of the penetration. It seemed like hours before his cock was fully lodged in her ass. Once he thought she was comfortable Bart started fucking her ass, first with short stokes and then longer ones.

Bart was so turned on to know that this was her first ass fuck and that he was the one taking her anal virginity. He watched his cock saw in and out of her beautiful ass. Lois had her head turned to the side of the mattress and she was gripping the bed sheets with both hands as Bart fondled her shapely buttocks and plowed into her. Bart could feel the verge of another big orgasm and it felt like it started in his toes. All of a sudden it let loose and he filled her asshole with cum. His cock seemed to swell up bigger than ever and it seemed that his spunk had no where to escape.

He kept slowly fucking her ass until his cock started to soften. Lois' ass involuntarily was milking his cock draining it of all his seed. When Bart's cock slipped from her asshole with an audible pop, his cum shot out and ran down the back of her legs and over her pussy. It looked like Lois was shooting cum out of her ass. She collapsed face down on the bed and Bart lay down along side of her. They were drained and exhausted. He stroked her buns lovingly as they lay quietly.

Lois said, "Not in my wildest dreams would I have ever thought that someone would fuck me in the ass and that I would enjoy it." 

She continued talking telling Bart that at first she didn't like it but tried to hang in there. Then the pain either subsided or she became numb. She had never felt so full and it was a feeling of giving complete control to someone else. Lois thought that being fucked in the ass was the ultimate in submission and she felt totally dominated. 

"I think I liked it but I'll let you know tomorrow," she said. "Right now I feel constipated and stretched to new dimensions," she continued.

"So this is what my sons enjoy. Do you think they were ass fucked tonight," Lois giggled.

"At least once, I am sure that Donnie and Danny had quite an adventurous evening," Bart replied.

"My God if they could have seen their mother today on all fours with a pole shoved up her ass, they would have flipped out," Lois exclaimed.

"I think they would have been jealous," Bart said.

"I'm ready for a shower and then a turn in the Jacuzzi," Lois sighed.

Lois and Bart showered together and then they walked naked back out to the pool deck and sat naked in the Jacuzzi. Bart's Speedo still lay on the lounge chair and Lois's bikini was floating in the pool. Lois and Bart talked about Trish and the twins. Lois admitted to Bart that she had spied on Trish and him when they were having sex. Also that she had seen Bart with her twin sons. Bart admitted that he had always been attracted to Lois but that he had been hesitant about approaching her. They both admitted that they were glad that it finally happened. Bart got hard again from all the talk about sex so he reached for Lois and lifted her onto his cock. The two of them fucked in the Jacuzzi until they both came again and then they went back in the house.

Later Lois fixed dinner for them and afterwards they cuddled in the family room to watch TV. That night Lois asked Bart to stay with her and they fucked once more before they finally slept. Sometime during the night Bart got a hard-on and it was nestled between Lois' buttocks. Bart moved it to her pussy and fucked her slowly. It seemed like a dream but it was real as Bart eventually came in her pussy. They remained in the spoon position and fell back asleep.

The next morning Bart awoke with a piss hard-on and he rolled Lois over on her back and slid his erect dick into her vagina. Bart knew he could fuck for a long time without cumming with a piss hard-on. He pounded Lois' pussy bringing her off multiple times before she begged him to quit.

"Please no more, I can't cum anymore," she pleaded.

Bart pulled out of her pussy and smiled at her as he got off the bed and headed for the bathroom. He really had to go and he pissed for about two minutes before going back into the bedroom.

"What a marvelous way to wake up," Lois said. "You didn't cum did you," she asked?

"No I didn't, it is really hard for me to cum before my morning piss," Bart replied.

"Well come over here and let me see what I can do about that," she cooed.

Bart walked over to the bed standing near the head and she lifted his semi-soft cock to her mouth. Before long he was hard again and feeling his load building. Lois sucked his cock lovingly and once again kept Bart in her mouth as he shot stream after stream of cum into her mouth. She swallowed every drop and milked his cock dry before releasing me from her mouth.

"I think it is time for a shower," she suggested.

Lois and Bart showered together and they fucked in the shower. He turned her toward the shower wall and entered her pussy from behind. Bart tweaked her nipples as he fucked her and she diddled her clit. Soon they both came again and then they both finished their shower. After breakfast Bart left the house as he and Lois agreed it would be better in he wasn't there when the twins arrived back home.

THE TWINS JOIN THE ACTION

Bart, Donnie and Danny had just finished one of their marathon fuck sessions. Bart had fucked and cum in both Donnie's ass and Danny's ass while the twins took turns sucking each other's cock. Then Bart was blown by Danny as Donnie fucked Danny in the ass. Then Donnie had sucked Bart's cock while Danny fucked Donnie's ass. Bart had cum four times, once in each of the twins holes. They lay drained on the bed and then Bart told the twins of his plan. First he told them that he had been fucking their mother and that she loved it. The twins listened intently and in mild shock as Bart told them about their mother. They were surprised by their mother's promiscuous and the things she was willing to do. Bart lied to the twins when he told them that their mother had a secret desire to have sex with two or three men at the same time.

"Really she wants to have group sex?" asked Donnie somewhat in disbelief.

"Yes she does I can think of no better partners than you two," Bart told them.

"Fuck our own mother! No way I couldn't do that besides I have never fucked a pussy," Danny blurted out.

"You don't have to fuck her pussy, I'll do that. You guys can take her ass and her mouth. She loves it in the ass and she loves to suck cock," Bart explained.

Then the assertive Donnie spoke out, "Let's do it. Danny you fuck Mom in the ass and I'll fuck you in the ass. Then we will switch and I bet with a cock in our ass we can stay hard and fuck Mom."

"I don't know Donnie, Mom?" Dannie questioned.

"You heard Bart, she loves it and she wants it. I say we do it," Donnie affirmed.

Bart smiled as it had gone better than he had planned. Bart then laid out the time and place for them to spring their surprise on Lois. A few days later and the trap was set. Lois of course knew nothing of Bart's devious plan.

Bart and Lois were in bed and Lois thought that the twins were gone for a few hours. Bart lay on his back as Lois began a slow descent from his lips to his cock. Soon she had Bart rock hard in her mouth. Bart turned around so that he could get to her pussy and he began to eat her as she sucked his cock.

"I am getting so hot," Lois said.

"I have to have your cock in me I am going to sit on your cock," she gasped.

Lois straddled Bart's body and lowered herself onto his cock. She moaned as it filled her pussy and then began to slowly rock back and forth. It was obvious that she wanted this fuck to last for awhile. Bart cupped her ass as she rocked back and forth and then he began to play with her asshole. He grabbed the lotion near the bed and applied a generous amount to the crack in her buttocks. He pushed one then two fingers into her asshole as she continued to ride him. Bart could feel his own cock in her vagina through the thin membrane. Lois was going wild with the double penetration and she humped him faster and faster. 

"Oh this is going to be a big one, hold me hold me," she pleaded.

Bart held her tightly as Lois exploded with an intense orgasm. Lois shook and moaned as she squirted her woman cum all over his cock. She collapsed on Bart's body as he continued to fuck her slowly. Bart looked over her shoulder and saw Danny and Donnie standing there naked and both sporting erections. They must have come in the room while Lois was cumming. Bart smiled and motioned to Danny pointing to Lois' ass. He nodded getting Bart's meaning. Bart nodded toward the lotion on the table and Danny picked it up. He lathered up his cock with the lotion and then he moved toward the bed. Bart grabbed Lois's buttocks and pulled them to the side putting her asshole on full display. She was starting to get aroused again and resumed her movements on Bart's cock. Danny knelt on the bed and aimed his dick at his mother's asshole.

She stiffened when she felt the intrusion. "What the," she exclaimed!




The Family Pecking Order



"It's okay it's Danny," Bart assured her.

Danny eased his cock all the way into her ass and began fucking her. Soon they had a good rhythm going and they could feel each other's cock through the thin membrane separating them. All of this was too much for Donnie and he lubed his cock with the lotion and knelt behind Danny to fuck him in the ass.

"Danny you shouldn't being doing this! Where is Donnie?" Lois questioned.

"Right now he is in Danny's ass fucking him as we fuck," Bart replied.

"Sweet mother of God," she exclaimed somewhat in shock!

Their cocks were sliding in and out of Lois in perfect harmony. As Bart slid out of her cunt Danny filled her asshole. When Bart filled her pussy Danny slid out of her ass and experienced Donnie's cock penetrating his ass fully. Bart had the best vantage point and he could see the looks of ecstasy on their faces. Lois was moaning and trembling with the double penetration and Danny was in another world as he fucked and got fucked at the same time. Donnie had a look of determination on his face as he pounded Danny's ass.

We kept on fucking one another and we were getting close to cumming when Danny called out, "Oh Donnie, oh Donnie."

Donnie called back to him, "It's okay we are all cumming."

Donnie yelled, "I'm going to shoot."

Bart watched Donnie stiffen and bury his cock deep in Danny's ass as he filled it with his man seed. This seemed to set Danny off as his body stiffened at first and then leaped several times like a coiled spring as he came in Lois's ass.

Lois felt Bart's jizm fill her womb for the first time that day. It seemed that Bart would not stop cumming as he fired streams of cum into her filling her pussy to overflowing. Lois collapsed on top of Bart crushing her breasts into his chest as her hips gyrated out of control. Bart could feel her juices soaking his cock once again. The looks on all the faces were ones of bewilderment and ecstasy.

They all lay still on top of one another as the three bodies had collapsed with Bart on the bottom. Finally one by one they separated. Danny and Donnie stood beside the bed and they all looked at one another somewhat in disbelief of what just happened. Lois finally broke the silence.

Lois sheepishly got out of bed and ran into her bathroom. She was clearly embarrassed by what had happened but most of all she was embarrassed because she had enjoyed it so much.

Donnie exclaimed, "Man that was the wildest sex I have ever been involved in."

Donnie continued, "To see my mother being double fucked was unbelievable and I was so turned on I just had to join in and fuck Danny." 

"Yeah, it was pretty wild okay. I wasn't sure how your Mother would react but she did seem to get into it," Bart replied.

"She is probably thinking about it in the bathroom and trying to figure out what she will say to us," voiced Donnie.

They continued a three way conversation about the sex act and replaying how they felt. As they talked I noticed that Donnie and Danny were getting hard again. The amazing recuperative powers of youth were at work once again. Then they started to play with each other's dick and soon they were ready for more action.

"This time I fuck you" Danny said to Donnie.

Donnie got up on all fours and arched his back wiggling his bubble butt at Danny. Danny slipped behind him and re-lubed his cock and Donnie's asshole. Danny slid in easily to the well used ass and began to fuck Donnie.

"Bart, stick your cock over in my mouth, please" Donnie requested in an unsure voice.

Danny then coaxed me, "Bart do it. I want to see him suck your big cock while I fuck his ass."

Bart moved over to Donnie and presented him with his semi-erect cock. Donnie took Bart in his mouth and before long he had him rock hard. Donnie was a very accomplished cocksucker and he knew just how to keep Bart hard until he came. Danny was fucking Donnie's ass as Donnie was sucking Bart's dick. Donnie had a hard-on just from the action he was getting.

Bart looked up to see the bathroom door open and Lois standing there watching her sons suck and get fucked. She dropped her towel and moved closer to them. She looked down at Donnie's erection and then shocked everyone all by dropping to her knees and taking her son's cock in her mouth. Danny and Bart looked at each other in disbelief and Donnie gasped on my cock when he felt his Mother's mouth envelop his dick. This act by Lois set the guys all over the edge and all of them ejaculated into the accompanying receptacles. 

Bart filled Donnie's mouth with cum as Danny filled Donnie's asshole with his seed. Donnie moaned and groaned as he filled his Mother's mouth with his cum. Lois continued to suck on her son's cock until she had drained him of all his jizm. Donnie collapsed on the bed with Danny behind him. Bart sat on the bed and Lois sat next to me. 

Lois looked at Bart and said loud enough for all of them to hear, "I think that I have now reached total debauchery." 

Lois spoke up and said, "Let's get cleaned up and dressed and go get some coffee, we need to get out of this room for awhile."

The four of them through on robes or sweats and went downstairs to the breakfast area. Lois made a pot of coffee and they all sat around in silence waiting for someone to speak first. Lois broke the ice. 

"Look we just had some great sex and we all did things we didn't expect to happen," Lois started. "And I am okay with it, I just went with the flow and did what came naturally," she went on.

"Mother there is nothing natural about sucking your own son's cock. Although I enjoyed every moment of it, I was quite surprised by your actions." Donnie replied.

"Yeah mother I loved fucking your ass but it was really strange being my first time with a woman," Danny added.

"How about we all take a shower together," Bart teased.

Lois spoke up first, "Sure why not? After what we have been through this morning I am sure that we can see each other naked again." 

They all went back upstairs and went into the master bedroom shower. It was a Roman shower design with multiple shower heads and it had plenty of room for four people. They all entered the shower and before long Lois and Bart were washing and fondling each other as Danny and Donnie played with each other. They finished the shower and they were all in an obvious state of excitement with the three guys sporting boners. Unsure what was next they went back to the bedroom?

Lois truly surprised everyone when she said, "I want to try a three-way that is I want a cock in my pussy, ass and mouth."

Bart lay on my back so that Lois could straddle his cock as she did that morning. She slowly sank down burying Bart's cock in her juicy cunt. Danny lubed up his cock and her ass and slid his dick into her bunghole. Donnie presented his mother with his hard cock. Lois started going wild humping two cocks and sucking her son's. I could feel her squirting her pussy juice all over my cock. She was incredibly turned on.

Danny called out, "Donnie switch with me."

Donnie and Danny traded places as Danny presented his hard cock to Lois's mouth and Donnie slid his erect dick into her ass. This was more of a turn-on then we expected and soon we were all cumming in Lois's holes.

Donnie strangely enough was the first to cum and screamed out, "Oh mother, I'm cumming, I'm doing it, and I am cumming in your ass."

Danny came next flooding his mother's mouth as Bart filled her womb with a generous amount of cum. Lois shook with her own orgasm and collapsed on Bart as Donnie collapsed on her.

Lois murmured, "If I hadn't reached total debauchery this morning, I certainly have now."

Over the next two weeks Lois had sex with her twin sons and Bart almost everyday. Some days Bart was there and she had three cocks in her at the same time. Other days Lois had sex with Bart alone or with her two sons. Danny was only comfortable fucking his mother in the ass or letting her suck his cock. Donnie agreed to fuck her pussy to see if he could and he was able to remain hard and cum in her pussy. Lois was thrilled because now she could have Donnie in her pussy and Danny in her ass ad they were all able to cum. Lois still sucked her son's cocks while they fucked each other in the ass. Lois had waited a long time for sex since her divorce and now she had more than she would ever have imagined.

Bart balanced his time between Lois and the twins. There were days when he just fucked the twins and let them suck his cock. Other days he was with Lois and he would cum in all three of her orifices. And at other times the four of them all had sex together. Trish would be home in a few days and Bart knew he would have his hands full balancing his time with the family once she arrived.

TRISH IN EUROPE

Trish was rooming with her college roommate Lucy while they traveled through Europe. Lucy had made suggestive overtones toward Trish but she had never tired to seduce her. But Lucy had raised Trish's curiosity about female sex and Trish had started to look at Lucy in a different light. This week would prove especially challenging since they would be on the clothing optional beaches of the Riviera. Trish was already embarrassed about her tan lines since she never sunbathed nude and she knew she would stand out on the beach. The other girls had sunbathed topless in thong bikinis so they were much farther ahead than Trish in the all over tan department.

The first day on the clothing optional beach went better than Trish expected. There were plenty of tourists who showed up with white skin so Trish was not the standout that she thought she would be. She enjoyed basking in the sun with Lucy topless in their thong bikinis, after awhile topless just seemed natural. Trish watched the locals arrive at the beach with their towels and little tote bags. They spread out the towel and then stripped off their shirts and shorts and casually put them in the bag. All the while they were impervious to the number of people on the beach as they casually put lotion on their naked skin and then stretched out on the towel.

Trish felt her loins stir as she was turned on by the beautiful naked people both men and women. Trish was lying on her back sunning thinking about what it might be like to make love with a woman and her thoughts turned to Lucy. Trish wondered what she would do with Lucy but then she was sure that Lucy knew what to do and she would guide her. Just then she felt something warm on her breasts and she opened her eyes. Lucy was propped up on her side with a bottle of suntan lotion in her hand.

"You don't want to get these babies sunburned," Lucy said as she poured the lotion onto Trish's tits.

Trish was lost for words and she just lay there as Lucy rubbed the lotion over her white tan lines. Trish's nipples hardened immediately and she clenched her fists tight as Lucy massaged the lotion into her skin and covered her breasts. Trish was so turned on that she wanted to plunge her hand into her bikini bottom and rub her pussy.

"There that should be better," Lucy said as she put the lotion away.

Trish lay there confused. Lucy's hands had felt so good that Trish had not wanted her to stop. Trish's nipples were on fire and it was all she could do to keep from rubbing her own tits. Lucy just smiled at her girlfriend as she knew that she had gotten to Trish. Later that day Trish was on her stomach when Lucy repeated the action. This time she rubbed Trish's buttocks and covered them with lotion. It seemed that Lucy spent more time than needed on Trish's ass and Trish subconsciously wiggled her buns in response. Lucy was tempted to let her fingers drift between Trish's thighs but she didn't want to push the issue at this time. Plus how far could she take it in public? Lucy was satisfied with Trish's reaction.

The girls spent the entire day on the beach soaking up the rays and constantly putting lotion on one another. They later returned to their rooms to shower, dress and go out for the evening. The girls dined out first and then they went clubbing for awhile. They danced with guys and felt the erections pressing up against their thighs. Their bottoms were fondled and pinched frequently as they made their way around the crowded clubs. By the time they returned to their rooms they were all horny. That night Lucy decided to make her move on Trish.

Lucy and Trish changed into t-shirts and shorts and then they sat on the small couch sipping wine. They talked for awhile before Lucy took the wine glass from Trish's hand and set it down. Then Lucy moved closer to Trish and she sensed Trish's nervousness. Despite her nervousness Trish wanted it to happen.

"Let me make love to you," Lucy said softly.

Lucy then lifted the t-shirt over Trish's head baring her entire upper body. She lowered her mouth to Trish's breasts and told her how beautiful her tits were and how delicious her nipples tasted. Lucy remarked about her progress on her tan lines and assured her that they would be gone in a few days. Lucy than began her tortuous journey down Trish's body using her mouth to taste and caress every inch of her skin. Lucy untied the string on Trish's shorts and slowly pulled them down her hips. Trish automatically raised her hips to make it easier for Lucy to remove her shorts. Lucy took them off of her legs and tossed them over with the t-shirt. Lucy's hands then returned to Trish's bikini panties and she tucked her fingers into the elastic waistband and painstakingly slid them down and off of Trish's shapely legs. Trish was now totally naked on the sofa as Lucy stood up to remove all of her own clothes. Lucy looked at the contrast in Trish's skin color between her tanned body and the part that had been protected by her thong bikini and told Trish that she would be able to lose those tan lines as well if she sunbathed nude.

Lucy lay back down with Trish on the sofa and their bodies came together. Trish's breathing became shallow and her moans became loudly audible. Trish began touching Lucy's body now and she marveled in their mutual beauty. Lucy began to purr in ecstasy. It seemed natural for them to be together and not at all taboo to be female lovers. As Lucy's tongue circled Trish's right nipple she became increasingly aware that it was not going to take much more to make her cum. Trish felt Lucy's fingers stroke her wet mound locating her puffy pussy and then trying to find their way inside her. Trish moved her legs further apart trying to help Lucy and soon she was fingering Trish with soft, slow, tender probes.

Trish couldn't take it any longer, she gently pushed Lucy's head down and Lucy nestled between her legs. Lucy used her hands to slowly open Trish's legs and placed Trish's thighs on her shoulders. With one finger Lucy traced the soft outer lips of Trish's swollen pussy and applied gentle pressure spreading them open even further. Trish felt the familiar butterflies in her stomach as she gazed upon the sight of her moist lips inviting Lucy's invasion. She put more fingers inside Trish and caressed her inner walls while Lucy's thumb positioned itself on the tip of Trish's swelling clit and lightly tickled it back and forth.

Lucy moved herself slowly up Trish's body as she continued to finger fuck her pussy she kissed and licked her way to her tits. Lucy took turns holding each nipple between her soft lips sucking and flicking at Trish's hard nipples. Trish in turn reached for Lucy's breasts and felt her hard nipples across her palms as she stroked them. Trish pinched and rolled Lucy's nipples between her fingers while Lucy tongued her breasts. Lucy whispered to Trish that she had to have her and then kissed her passionately. They moaned into each other's mouth as their fingers and thumbs tickled their swollen clits. Trish could feel the wetness of Lucy's pussy saturating her thigh.

Lucy broke off their kiss and smiled at her before descending toward Trish's aching pussy. As Lucy reached Trish's wet mound she separated the lips fully opening her pink moistness and then Lucy herself groaned with anticipated pleasure. The tip of her tongue touched Trish's center and her sweet liquid gushed into Lucy's mouth. Lucy was unprepared for her gusher but none the less she licked at her silky lips, losing herself in the feeling of Trish's beautiful hot body. She flattened her tongue and stroked Trish's center up and down firmly enough that Trish could feel it on her clit. Lucy drove Trish mad as her swollen clit twitched and ached for more attention. Trish arched her back and pulled Lucy's head to her mound trying to shove her engorged clit into Lucy's mouth much like a man would shove his cock into a woman's mouth. Lucy wrapped her lips around Trish's swollen button and sucked it as she would a guy's dick. Trish gasped as Lucy's lips sucked her clit in further and further causing a strong tremor to run through her whole body.

Trish's hips lifted off of the sofa as Lucy sucked on her clit flicking it back and forth as her fingers probed deep inside Trish. Lucy worked her fingers in and out slowly at first and then with more intensity as her tongue firmly, methodically pressed again and again against Trish's erect clit, which was now totally exposed from its hood. At this point Trish's groans became very loud, her body was rocked with her second orgasm and she ground her pussy into Lucy's face which was totally covered with Trish's sweet love juices that gushed as the dam broke. 

Lucy continued to lap at the hard clit as Trish's body convulsed and with one orgasm after another. Slowly Trish relaxed after the last of one of the most intense climaxes she ever had. She lay back on the sofa as Lucy moved up to her lips and covered them with her own mouth, kissing Trish tenderly, deeply and letting her tongue slip past Trish's lips so she could taste herself. Trish kissed Lucy eagerly in return, loving the sweet taste of her own pussy. They lay on the sofa cradled in one other's arms without saying a word savoring the feel of a woman's body in each other's arms.

"Trish, have you ever kissed a girl before today?" Lucy asked.

"Yes in high school," Trish admitted shyly.

"Have you ever eaten pussy?" Lucy pressed.

"No," Trish whispered.

"Would you eat mine?" Lucy asked in a sultry tone.

"Yes," Trish answered demurely.

"Come Trish let's get into bed I want you to make love to me now," Lucy said taking Trish's hand.

"Come to me Trish, come and make love to me," she called softly to Trish.

"I don't know exactly what to do," Trish confessed, "I have only been on the receiving end."

"Nonsense just do me the same way I did you, it's easy, just follow your instincts and enjoy," Lucy whispered.

Lucy opened her legs and guided Trish between her thighs. Trish looked right at Lucy's beautiful pussy and she leaned forward and slowly stuck out her tongue. Trish wasn't sure exactly how to do it so she just sort of pretended she was licking the ice cream off of a cone. Trish took one, slow lick as she flattened her tongue on Lucy's swollen mound. It felt so smooth and warm and Trish knew she had achieved the desired effect from the moan she know that Lucy enjoyed it. To Trish's surprise she enjoyed her first taste of pussy and she kept licking and eating Lucy. Trish pointed her tongue and burrowed into Lucy's pussy as it parted the labia and her tongue was rewarded with the exquisite taste of Lucy's juice. Soon Trish was like a puppy at a saucer of milk, licking and lapping up as much as she could as fast as she could.

Lucy was obviously enjoying what Trish was doing and she reached down with both hands and spread herself wide making it so much easier for Trish's tongue to explore her pussy. Trish's tongue explored all of Lucy as her mind took notes of what seemed to turn Lucy on. Lucy was breathing rapidly and she moaned softly whenever Trish got near her hard pearl. As Trish searched out Lucy's hard clit, still just barely hidden, Lucy tensed and began to quiver. After Trish felt like she had teased Lucy's opening as much as she could with her tongue it was time to see Lucy's reaction when Trish's tongue finally touched that pearl just as Lucy had done to her earlier.




The Family Pecking Order



Trish burrowed her tongue as deep into Lucy as she could and then she just sort of licked and sucked her way up. When Trish got to Lucy's pearl she used the very tip of her tongue to push back the little hood. Trish was truly amazed at its size as she flicked her tongue over it once and then used the tip to explore the folds of flesh on either side of it. Lucy was now moaning and she used her fingers to pull her hood back as she arched herself so that her pearl stuck out even further like a little cock. Trish nuzzled it with her nose taking in Lucy's scent and she licked it once more before she took it between her teeth and gently nibbled it. 

Lucy went wild and started bucking and calling out Trish's name. She let go of her own fleshy hood and pulled Trish's head to her pussy as she cried out in ecstasy. Trish sucked Lucy's clit as deep in her mouth as she could and Lucy humped her face for all she was worth. Trish was excited that she was able to get Lucy that excited and she sucked harder and played with this wonderful new toy with her lips, tongue and teeth. Trish didn't know exactly how many times Lucy came but finally she finally went stiff and then collapsed on the bed, her body in spasms. As Trish lay there her thoughts returned to her earlier thoughts about whether she would make love with Lucy. Trish now knew that she was incapable of resisting Lucy's charms.

"That was beautiful you were marvelous Trish. I cannot believe that it was your first time eating pussy," Lucy sighed.

Trish was turned on again and she lay on her back next to Lucy and her hands went to her pussy. She started to finger herself anxious to cum yet again. Trish did not notice Lucy get off the bed and leave the room. Her eyes were closed and she was furiously flicking her clit when Lucy returned.

"Trish I have a surprise for you," she said in a sultry tone, "I had no idea that I would get to use it so soon on you."

Trish opened my eyes and saw Lucy standing by the bed wearing a strap-on dildo. Trish was shocked as she had never seen one of these at least not with a woman wearing one. Lucy knelt on the bed between Trish's legs and pressed her lips down hard on Trish's kissing her until her lips parted and Lucy's tongue entered her mouth. Trish reached down and wrapped her hand around the fake cock that was touching her inner thighs. She wasn't exactly sure what to do next but Lucy showed her. Without a word Lucy moved Trish's legs apart and slid the flexible dong into her soaking wet pussy. There was no resistance at all Trish was so wet that the head slipped in easily.

As Lucy slid the fake cock inside Trish she lifted her knees and closed her eyes surrendering herself to Lucy. Trish gave into her and whatever was to come next. Then Trish felt something fierce burst inside her as Lucy thrust her hips in one hard fast motion driving into Trish causing her to cry out. Trish grasped the bed sheets and her cries got louder with each thrust of Lucy's cock into her.

"Harder, harder fuck me harder," Trish screamed thrusting her hips up to meet Lucy, "Oh God, yes, it's so good," she continued.

Lucy hooked her arms under Trish's knees and held on, her thrusts becoming harder and faster. Trish could feel that tension building again that sweet fire that she so often sought and the pressure was mounting. Without warning Trish screamed out, her body suddenly tensing and arching up off the bed. Trish's cumming pushed Lucy over the edge and they both exploded together. Lucy collapsed on top of Trish their breasts pressing together. They lay quietly with the fake cock still buried in Trish's pussy until Lucy rolled off her and lay on her back next to her. Trish looked down at her and the saw the menacing dildo pointing in the air. It looked obscene on Lucy's petite body. Trish thought to herself, "That she just had one of the best fucks of her life."

Lucy removed the harness from her body and she showed Trish the dildo up close. She pointed out the little knob on the one end that rubbed the wearer's clit when she was fucking her partner. Then Lucy surprised Trish by taking it her mouth and licking it clean of all her juices. Lucy took off the harness and crawled back in bed with Trish.

"I am staying in the same bed with you tonight," Lucy said as she reached for Trish.

Trish rolled into Lucy's arms and held to each other. The blonde haired beauty Trish and the sexpot Lucy looked beautiful together with their contrasting tones as they fell asleep.

When they both woke up the next morning, Trish's back was pressed into Lucy's front. Trish could feel the hard nipples of Lucy's tits pressing into her back. Trish tried to get up with out disturbing Lucy but Lucy stirred anyway.

"I'm going to take a shower," Trish whispered.

"Mind if I join you?" Lucy asked.

"No of course not," Trish replied.

They entered the shower and relaxed under the warm cascade of water. Then they began to wash each other's body. They were both getting turned on again as they seemed to be insatiable. Lucy pushed Trish back against the shower wall and smiled wickedly at her as Lucy dropped slowly to her knees. As Lucy spread Trish's legs she couldn't conceal a moan, and Trish had to bite her lip to stifle her gasps as she felt Lucy's hot breath on her pussy. Lucy started to place delicate kisses upon Trish's naked thighs and the sensation of her wet lips on Trish's warm skin sent shockwaves of excitement through her. Lucy ran a fingertip down Trish's slit and she groaned with pleasure as Lucy's fingers honed in on Trish's now swollen clit.

Lucy inhaled the sweet odor of Trish's pussy, savoring the musky smell and her tongue darted out as she lapped excitedly at her pussy. Next she pulled Trish's pussy lips open to expose every fold of her pink pussy. Lucy darted her tongue in and out of Trish's now dripping cunt as she used her tongue like a little cock. Lucy used her thumb to rub Trish's clit as she dipped her fingers into Trish's soaking pussy, getting one of them nice and wet and then slid it into Trish's tight asshole. Lucy started to switch between sucking Trish's clit into her hot mouth and sliding her fingers into Trish's hot pussy and one into her ass. Trish groaned as she often did with anal penetration. Trish had only had Bart in her ass but she clearly enjoyed Lucy's finger in her. Soon the intensity in Trish's ass, pussy and clit built up to a boiling point and she came noisily, her juices spilt from her and into Lucy's awaiting mouth.

Next Trish turned Lucy so that she is spread-eagled with her hands against the wall of the shower and Trish watched as the rivulets of water from the shower coursed down her beautiful body and ran between her legs. Trish started to place gentle kisses all over Lucy's body beginning at her shoulders and kissed downward across her back to her curvy firm ass. Trish began to lick and kiss Lucy's hips planting kisses all over her creamy smooth sensitive skin. Trish couldn't help herself from gently nibbling the cheeky flesh of Lucy's ass. Lucy gave off a playful yelp and wiggled her bottom in delight. As Trish kissed the inside of Lucy's thighs she heard her groan with passion as Trish's mouth moved steadily up her thighs toward her pussy.

Trish loved the smell of Lucy's pussy and she was desperate to taste her again. Trish sat between Lucy's legs and probed her luscious pussy gently with her tongue licking Lucy's clit, which swelled immediately to Trish's touch. Trish next enveloped Lucy's clit with her mouth and rolled it between her teeth emitting squeals of delight from Lucy signaling Trish that she was driving her wild. Trish continued to eat her, lick her and probe Lucy's tight sweet hole with her tongue. Then Trish slipped a finger into Lucy's dripping pussy and finger fucked her while she sucked and nibbled her swollen clit.

Trish felt Lucy's clit swell and stiffen as she grabbed Trish by the hair, forcing Trish's tongue deeper inside. Lucy ground her clit against Trish and her body quaked with orgasm. Trish heard her breathing and moaning become uncontrollable as Lucy continued to push against Trish's face, grinding her pussy against her and cumming all over her face. Trish hungrily sucked up Lucy's juices. Both of them stood under the water for a few more minutes relishing their new found pleasure before leaving the shower. They then dried each other with fluffy towels as Lucy paid particular attention to Trish's ass.

"You know Trish it is going to be very difficult for you to keep guys from fucking your ass." Lucy said and then, "But I am sure that you know why. It is so perfectly shaped it is difficult for anyone to keep from touching you and grabbing your delicious ass."

"You are going to get me hot again with talk like that," Trish crooned.

"I think what you need now is my nice hard cock in your hot beautiful ass," Lucy stated somewhat firmly.

"I have only had Bart in my ass and he is plenty big but be careful with that dildo," Trish warned.

"Well we will have to take it slow and gradually introduce bigger things into your ass," Lucy said and then, "Trust me I will guide you and make sure that you are not hurt. I know just the thing to get started."

Lucy noticed Trish trembled a little and that goose bumps appeared on her body. Lucy took that as a sign of encouragement so she had Trish bend over the bathroom tub as she knelt behind Trish and began to tongue her nether hole. Lucy got Trish's asshole wet with her tongue and then inserted a saliva moistened finger into the opening of her ass. Lucy pressed her finger in Trish's sphincter and let it slide in up to the knuckle causing Trish to flinch and groan. Lucy removed her finger and then she spat into Trish's ass allowing her saliva to moisten her further. Then Lucy dipped her tongue back into Trish's bung hole and Trish almost came again with the eroticism of the moment. Lucy alternated between eating Trish's ass and finger fucking it. Lucy's fingers now slid easily in and out of Trish's hot asshole.

"Come back to bed," Lucy ordered.

Trish went back into the bedroom and Lucy had her get on the bed on all fours with her beautiful ass pointed in the air. Lucy told Trish she would be right back and she left the room. Lucy returned shortly carrying a jar of lube and a string of beads. Lucy applied the lubricant to Trish's asshole and Trish felt the soothing cool lube coat her rectum. The Lucy began to insert the anal beads into Trish's ass one at a time. Trish unable to talk allowed Lucy to have her way with her. One by one Lucy pushed the beads into Trish's ass until all six of them were buried in her rectum. 

"Are you okay, any discomfort? Lucy asked.

Trish nodded that she was okay. Trish only felt the fullness in her ass from the anal beads as they were clearly thicker then any finger and they were deeper than anything else had ever been. Lucy massaged Trish's beautiful ass cheeks and reached between Trish's legs to diddle her clit. Trish felt herself getting hot again and she felt the onslaught of another orgasm.

Lucy sensed it too and she rolled Trish over on her back. Lucy then got between Trish's legs and placed her mouth on Trish's pussy. Lucy placed Trish's thighs on her shoulders giving her complete access to Trish's twat. Lucy ate Trish with a passion and she felt Trish start to tense as her orgasm built within her. Trish groaned as she tightened her thighs around Lucy's neck as the first wave rocked her body. As Trish began to cum, Lucy pulled gently on the anal beads so that they popped out of Trish's ass one at a time.

Trish had never felt anything like it and she seemed to cum as each bead cleared her asshole. Her body went into spasm and jerked like never before. She was overcome with the lust of the moment as it seemed she would cum forever. Lucy kept her mouth glued to Trish's pussy throughout her orgasms and sucked every drop of Trish's nectar into her mouth. Trish finally collapsed on the bed her body spent and incapable of any more movement. The sensation in Trish's ass felt as if the anal beads were still in her but she knew Lucy had pulled them out of her hole.

"I have never cum like that in my life," Trish said, finally able to talk.

That afternoon they basked naked in the sun and then headed back to the rooms to shower and dress for dinner. That night the girls decided to stay in and pass on the nightclubs. Trish and Lucy returned to their room and Lucy was actually looking forward to some more female loving. Lucy guided Trish into a 69 position lying on their sides. This way the two girls could eat each other's pussy and play with each other's ass. They ate each other to mind blowing orgasms cunning in each other's mouth while they had fingers buried in each other's asshole. Trish rolled over face down on the bed as she rested from the first intense encounter.

Lucy got behind Trish and began to caress Trish's lovely curvy ass. Lucy was enamored with Trish's shapely bottom and she planted light kisses on Trish's ass cheeks. Trish cooed as Lucy worked her ass and drove her crazy. Lucy began to finger Trish's asshole with first one then two fingers. The fingers felt snug but both Lucy and Trish knew that Trish's ass was beginning to loosen up. Lucy removed her fingers and then she placed something at the entrance to Trish's ass.

"This will be a little bigger than the beads and it will stay in you easier than a regular dildo," Lucy cautioned Trish.

Lucy then inserted the head on an anal plug into Trish's ass. Once it cleared Trish's sphincter it settled in her ass and Lucy left it there. The anal plug was about as thick as Bart's cock. Lucy then put on one of the strap-on dildos and put it in Trish's pussy. Trish had never been as full in her life as she did now with the two fake members in her. 

Trish cried out to Lucy, "Let me turn over," Trish pleaded.

Trish rolled over onto her back and Lucy pushed the fake cock back into Trish's pussy. Trish caressed her own tits and tweaked her hard nipples as Lucy picked up the pace fucking Trish's pussy. Trish could feel the dildo in her pussy rubbing against the butt plug in her ass and she then realized what it must feel like to be fucked by two cocks at once. Trish was going wild and suddenly wished that she had another cock or pussy in her mouth. She had never been so turned on as she was at that moment. She would have to remember to tell Bart how she had the desire to have more cocks in her at the same time. 

Trish could feel another orgasm building within her as Lucy pounded her pussy with her fake cock. Lucy was panting as the nub on the dildo rubbed against her clit and she too was close to cumming. The two beauties frantically humped their bodies at each other and then they both exploded with intense orgasms. Lucy collapsed on top of Trish and their breasts were crushed together as both young women slowly recovered from their mind blowing orgasms. Lucy reached under Trish and pulled the butt plug out of Trish's ass. Trish's body jerked with another spasm as the plug left her asshole with a loud pop.

"Oh my God, you are going to wear me out. I have never cum so much and so often," Trish confessed and then she requested, "Can we rest awhile?"

The two girls lay on their sides as they rested. Trish gasped in surprise as she suddenly felt the cool latex of another strap-on pressed against her back as Lucy had not taken it off. Lucy reached around Trish and grabbed hold of Trish's aroused breasts. As Lucy pulled on Trish's nipples she whispered in Trish's ear that she was going to fuck Trish's hot little ass.

Lucy opened the bottle of lube and Trish felt a blob of it between her ass cheeks. Trish's ass was still tender from her episodes with the anal beads and the butt plug but the lubricant was soothing as Lucy coated Trish's tight ass.

"Please go easy," Trish pleaded.

"Don't worry I will go very easy, just relax," Lucy assured her.

Trish soon felt the head of the fake cock press against the opening of her tender asshole. The head of Lucy's rubber cock was slick with lubricant and it slid in easily into the stretched opening of Trish's ass. With one push Lucy pushed the cock past Trish's sphincter and it rushed deep into her ass taking Trish's breath away. Lucy then produced another dildo this one with a handle on it. She pushed the second dildo into Trish's pussy. With the strap-on in her ass Trish could feel the two cocks stretching her insides and rubbing against each other separated only by a thin membrane of her skin. 

Lucy obviously loved the sensation of screwing Trish's ass and Trish wiggled it as Lucy thrust into her while playfully slapping Trish's ass cheeks. Trish moaned deeply with the thrust of the two fake cocks and her cries filled the bedroom. Lucy was fucking her harder and quicker as they rushed toward their own orgasms. At that moment Trish wished that there was another cock, a real one, for her vacant mouth. The two girls came at the same time writhing and screaming as they held to each other. 

Lucy was next to get double fucked by Trish with fake cocks in her ass and pussy. Trish loved the feeling of power she felt with the strap-on attached to her body as she fucked the pussy and ass of her new found lover. They fucked and sucked each other until they were totally drained and into the early night. Then they showered and went to bed to recover from the night of love making.

As Trish lay there she couldn't help but reflect on the past two days with Lucy. Not in her wildest imagination did she think that she would ever be double fucked by two fake cocks. However she knew she loved every erotic minute of everything they did and she look forward to an encore with this sexy lady and whatever was in store for her. Trish dozed off feeling totally sated and sexually satisfied.

Trish and Lucy continued their torrid affair for the rest on their time in Europe. On the plane ride home Trish and Lucy ate each other in the bathroom and became members of the mike high club. Trish knew that the coming year would be an interesting one with Lucy as her roommate. When they arrived home the two girls kissed passionately and went to their homes with both of them looking forward to college in a number of weeks. 

TRISH AND BART

Trish and Bart were in her bedroom and they had just finished making love for the first time in seven weeks. Bart had eaten Trish's pussy brining her to multiple orgasms before he fed his cock to her and fucked her silly. The Trish sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. Trish had not tasted cum in a while and she loved gulping down her boyfriend's load. Finally Bart fucked Trish's ass and filled it with another load. Trish all the while kept thinking about the two fake cocks in her pussy and ass and how good it would feel to have two real cocks in her. She even thought of a third cock spurting in her mouth. The two of them lay together exhausted from their sexual renewal.

"Bart I have something to tell you. Lucy and I had sex together in France and it was wonderful," Trish announced and then went on to tell Bart every detail.

Bart listened to Trish and then confessed that he too had bisexual sex. "I fucked your brothers and I let them suck my cock." Then he too covered every detail.

Trish found it to be an incredible turn on to listen to Bart's account of sex with her twin brothers. "That is so wild. I wish I could have seen it."

"There's more. I also fucked your mother," Bart confessed and then told Trish every detail of that encounter and how he fucked her ass and she sucked his cock.

"My mother, holy shit, I can't believe it. I knew she was horny but that is something," Trish gasped. 

"Trish there's more."

"Oh my God what else happened?"

"Your brothers and your mother got it on together."

"My gay brothers and my mother, I don't believe it."




The Family Pecking Order



"Well believe it because I was there too. Your mother loved taking three cocks in her at the same time. Your brothers were in her ass and mouth while I fucked her pussy."

"Oh Bart I want to do that. I kept thinking about having three real cocks at the same time when Lucy was double fucking me. That is so hot. Do you think they will go for it?"

"Of course they will. If they are willing to fuck their mother they will certainly be willing to fuck their hot sister."

"Let's do it. Set it up. I can't wait."

All the talk and anticipation had got them both excited again and Trish mounted Bart's cock and fucked her self silly riding it. Trish collapsed on Bart after another round of orgasms. Bart then rolled over keeping his cock in Trish's pussy and fucked her until he came again and flooded her pussy once more with cum. The two of them then crashed in her bed.

THE FAMILY FINALE

Bart had set it up with the twins to fuck their sister. The four of them were in Trish's bedroom as she rode Bart's cock with her brother Danny's cock in her mouth and her other brother Donnie's in her ass. It was a fantasy come true for Trish who loved the triple penetration and looked forward to them cumming in her holes. Trish was beside her self and she was fucked in every hole and she seemed to have an endless run of orgasms. Bart's cock was swimming in her pussy, Trish had cum so much.

Trish felt Donnie cum in her ass and that triggered another orgasm in her body. Then Danny flooded her mouth and she felt cum bounce off the back of her throat just as Bart blew his load deep in her womb. Donnie and Danny stayed hard and switched holes. Danny shoved his cock up his sister's ass while Donnie fed his cock to her mouth. Bart stayed hard in her pussy and kept fucking Trish. Trish was in another zone with three cocks in her and she loved every minute of it. This time Danny came in her ass and Donnie came in her mouth.

Her two brothers pulled their softening cocks from her mouth and ass leaving a trail of cum trickling from the holes. Bart had not cum a second time and he was thrusting up into Trish. Trish couldn't cum anymore and she rolled off of Bart's body and collapsed on her bed. Bart rolled over and lifted her by her hips so that her ass was in the air. Then he shoved his big dick into Trish's ass and fucked her hard and fast in search of his own release. Donnie and Danny knelt side by side stroking each other's cock as they watched their sister's asshole get ravaged by Bart's huge cock. Bart's body tensed and he buried his cock in Trish's ass and shot a barrage of cum deep into her rectum.

Trish fell forward on the bed and whimpered in a soft voice, "Oh thank you! Thank you!"

Donnie and Danny were hard again so they fucked each other in the ass while they sucked on Bart's cock. Their sister lay in bed and she turned her head so she could watch her brother's fuck and suck cock. Donnie came in Danny's ass and Bart came in Danny's mouth. Then Danny fucked Donnie until he came in his brother's ass and Donnie sucked Bart until Bart came in Donnie's mouth. Then they all were drained and done for the day. Trish had fulfilled her fantasy and it was even better than she had imagined it would be.

Several days later Trish and Bart came home and headed straight for her bedroom. On the way they heard the twins and their mother in Lois' bedroom. Trish and Bart looked in on them and spotted the three of them fucking. Bart and Trish watched as Donnie fucked his mother's ass and she sucked Danny's cock. Bart whispered to Trish to join them. Trish giggled and then she and Bart stripped naked. Bart told Trish to eat her mother's pussy and Trish looked at him in a confused manner.

"Go ahead you know you like to eat pussy," Bart whispered.

Trish nervously got on her back and slid her mouth between her mother's and brother's legs. She looked up and watched Donnie's cock saw in and out of her mother's ass and then she licked her mother's pussy. Lois thought that Bart had joined in and she had no idea that it was her daughter eating her pussy. Trish quickly found her mother's clit and sucked it into her mouth and twirled it in her teeth. Trish quickly dismissed that fact that it was her mother's pussy and she went at it as if she were eating Lucy's pussy again. Lois went wild with cocks in her ass and mouth and a mouth on her pussy. Bart slid between Trish's legs and slipped his cock into her pussy and fucked her slowly.

Trish reached up and rubbed her brother's balls as he continued to ream his mother's ass. Donnie felt the added touch and that sent him over the edge. He fired stream after stream of cum into his mother's rectum. When Lois felt the surge of cum flood her ass she had an intense orgasm and creamed her daughter's mouth. Trish drank down every drop of her mother's nectar and found that she liked the way her mother tasted as much as she liked Lucy's juice.

Danny was the next to cum and he sprayed the back of his mother's throat with his copious load. Lois swallowed as fast as she could as cum filled her mouth quickly. Trish was then caught by surprise by her own orgasm which was followed by Bart shooting his load into her cunt. The five of them remained still for a moment and then Bart stood up. When Lois saw Bart she realized that he wasn't the one eating her pussy. Lois turned quickly and spotted her beautiful daughter between her legs, her face glistening with cunt juice.

"Oh my God Trish it was you!" Lois cried out.

"Yes it was mother and you tasted delicious," Trish replied.

Lois was lost for words at the moment but she didn't have long to think about it. Bart filled her ass with his renewed hard-on and then rolled her over on top of him as he lay on his back. Bart then directed the action as he told Trish to put her pussy on her mother's face. Lois had never eaten pussy in her life and now she would be forced to eat her daughter's. Trish lowered her pussy to her mother's mouth and held her head in place.

"Just do to me what you like done to you mother," Trish told her.

Lois felt she had no choice so she resolved herself to eat her daughter's pussy. Lois found it wasn't so bad and she adjusted well to it. Danny then moved behind his sister and slipped his cock into her asshole and Donnie offered Trish his cock to suck on. Once again they were coupled together and fucked and sucked until they all came again. 

The finale for the day was when Bart had Trish and Lois lay on their sides in a 69 position and eat each other's pussy. Bart then told the twins to fuck them in the ass. Donnie lay behind his sister and fucked her ass while his brother lay behind his mother and fucked her in the ass. Bart then fucked Danny in the ass first and then moved to Donnie and fucked his ass. They all fucked and sucked until they had cum again and they absolutely had nothing left. 

Bart suggested that they all go down to the Jacuzzi and relax in the bubbly water. Things had moved very quickly the past week and the family was now comfortable with their nudity. So all five of the walked naked out to the Jacuzzi and immersed their tired sated bodies into the warm soothing water. They looked at each other almost in disbelief of they had done as a family. At the beginning of the summer not in their wildest dreams would they have thought that they would become such an incestuous family? But now that they had they would have many adventurous times to look forward to.



The Family Pet



WOW!! I thought. 

I was sneaking stares over the fence from the corner. I always gardened along the fence whenever my new neighbors daughter was out back in their pool. Yes the plants along this fence get lots of attention I thought to myself with a chuckle. Actually I don't do much to them at all unless watering them with cum is a good thing. All I do is sneak long stares at the eye candy on the other side.

Although I knew she went to the local Junior College, she could easily pass for a much younger girl. Although I'm sure she thought it was a curse to have a body that didn't represent her age, it was a delicious dream for me. Her body was softly tanned with no lines. Her breasts were firm and large. She was 5'2" and oozing sexuality whenever she wore that suit. It is so skimpy I don't know if it is even classified as a bathing suit? I can't believe her parents let her wear it but I'm not complaining, it's a nice addition to the Internet to have the real thing next door. 

The top was made of very thin straps with just patches to cover her nipples. I could see almost all of the baby soft, smooth, new skin of each breast. The top was fully designed to showoff breasts I assume. The bottom was a g-string with a string disappearing up into the crack of her beautiful ass and two other strings curving high over her hips. They met in the front by another patch that had to be no more than a few inches of material designed to cover the pussy lips only leaving a sharply defined camel toe.

OH MY GOD!! MY HARDON RAGED! as I thought of just how hard I'd like to fuck her.

Then one day I was busted.

"You want to fuck her don't you?" Came a woman's stern voice.

I snapped around quickly to see her mother standing on the walkway on my side of the fence. I was in the middle of a long stare and stroking my cock, which easily slides out of the side of this particular pair of shorts. I was dead! CAUGHT! Cock in hand! I immediately turned white.

"Oh my god I am so sorry," I said standing pulling myself back in my shorts, which was useless since I had an obscenely large cock. 

"I promise never to do it again, I am so sorry."

"Bullshit, you'll just do it more carefully."

She took 3 steps towards me. 

"Were you daydreaming of fucking her in the pussy or ass?"

I was dumbfounded and unsure what to do or say.

"Answer me!" she said sternly.

She seemed to be holding back a lot of anger.

"Look I am so sorr........."

"SHUT UP! And answer me before I call the Police!"

I was in a shear state of panic now, "The pussy" I said.

"You have daydreamed about fucking her in the ass too haven't you?"

"Look I'll do anything just don't call.........."

"SHUT UP and answer me."

"Yes I have."

"Have you cum in the plants looking at her," she said motioning to the plants by the fence.

"Yes"

"Do it for me." 

My expression of shock and fear said it all.

"No wait! Cum on the sidewalk for me only tell me what is going through that dirty mind in graphic detail. Do it now or I will call the Police. Get on your knees and look at her." She said pointing to the ground at her feet.

I got on my knees.

"Take it out and begin," she said.

I slide my cock out the side. She kneeled behind me, "Whisper your raunchy desires for my little girl, I don't want her to hear the filth that is about to come from your mouth. I warn you not to hold back it better be very dirty, raunchy and nasty just like you think or the police will be here within 30 minutes. I know men are really animals when it comes to young girls so I want to hear it."

Shaking like crazy:

".... Uh. Well she looks so pretty lying there on her back... I'd...go up to her..."

The moms stinging SLAP was immediate. "No you wouldn't liar, what would you do?"

I breathed heavy then she grabbed my cock from my hand and tightened her grip. 

"If you tell the truth I stroke you, if you lie I squeeze and next time it will hurt more."

"Ok, ok" I begged quietly. "I would sneak up on her while her eyes are closed and kneel down putting a hand over her mouth while grabbing her pussy with 2 fingers pushing one deep into her."

"That's it, what next?"

"I'll hold her down with my arms and tell her to be quiet"

"Go on"

"I'd rip her pussy patch off and start finger fucking her stopping briefly to pull her thighs apart. I'd slide the string patch off her breasts, than I'd suck her nipple into my mouth."

"You dirty hor of a man" she said "You would do this to my daughter if I wasn't home, I know you would. You would prey on her like an animal."

"No I wouldn't I never have and would not," I begged, which was quickly met by a hard squeeze.

"OK, OK I'd prey on her like a wild dog in heat."

She started stroking my hard erection with an obviously experienced hand.

"I sighed nervously, her hand was very soft yet firm at just the right moments and it felt good.

"You like that?" She whispered.

"Yes"

"What would you do next to my daughter? 

My hard-on throbbed from her gentle stroke but her next words made it throb wildly.

"She would be scared to death and not struggle she is gentle and innocent. What would you do next Bastard?"

Her hand stopping suddenly with fingers that squeezed into my girth in a firm hold that hurt.

"I would work both breasts with my mouth while working 2 fingers into her pussy. I'd do it gently," I said nervously (wondering if the word gently would get my cock squeezed).

"Of course you would, you want to keep her quiet and still while you prepare her. You don't want your fuck to be squirming around trying to get away, making noise. That's what you are thinking isn't it?" she said repositioning her hand just to remind me. 

"Yes!"

"Bitch!" she muttered.

"GO ON!"

"I'd Put my right arm under her knees and lift both legs up laying them against my chest as I straddle the chaise lounge she's lying on."

"And your hard cock would be pointing right at my baby now wouldn't it?" she said

"You'd have her legs up and pussy in a position to penetrate her. She would have no idea you are getting ready to enter her isn't that right?"

"I don't know if she would kno...... ahhhhh" the squeeze came swiftly.

"You know she's young and sweet and doesn't know that when you put her legs up and tilt them towards her that it tilts her hips and her pussy is easily accessed."

"Ahhhhhhhh" a second squeeze.

"OK I guess she wouldn't know."

"So she wouldn't have a chance to panic and fight you right?"

My balls were sore so I didn't argue, "Yes I guess so".

"Go on!"

She repositioned herself against my back; kneeling behind me her left hand was under my arm, firmly holding my chest firmly. Her legs wide with me firmly between her open thighs so she could get real close, leaning over my back her hand between my legs with a firm grip and her mouth right by my ear to speak. She seemed very muscular and strong.

"Then I'd move my hips towards her nudging between her legs until my cock finds her hole. Then I'd sink into her as I held her mouth shut. I'd start stroking into her gently to open her up and get her wet and lubricated."

"Bastard!" she said

"Then I'd cum, pull out of her and m........ Ahhhhhhh!"

"Liar!"

This squeeze made me lean forward in pain on the ground. 

"You'd pound the fucking shit out of my baby's tender pussy ripping her open, admit it!"

I would say anything to get her grip released

"OK I would."

"You'd pound harder and harder, deeper and deeper, tell me you'd impregnate her, TELL ME!"

"Yes I'd impregnate her"

"Would you keep pumping hard and deep as your balls emptied into my little girl?"

"YES" I said trying to hold back a whimper.

She let go but stayed on my back her legs spread like a wrestler who had just taken down his opponent.

"You'd enjoy that fuck wouldn't you?"

"Yes I whispered but I'd never really do it, you have to believe me".

MOM! IS HE MINE YET! Came a sweet but demanding voice from above us.

"Yes dear," she said getting off me. She pulled my cock and I turned on the ground.

"Here dear," her mother said gently as if nothing happened.

In front of me was her daughter who reached down and took my cock from her Mom's hand.

"Stand up please," she said in a dainty voice as she pulled firmly on my cock.

I got up looking back and forth at both of them. They both started smiling very evil smiles then I realized they were looking at the ground. I looked down to see a fairly large puddle of cum on the walkway.

"Niiiiiiice Mom," said the girl.

The Mom licked some cum off her fingers and said "now take him up to your room and have your way with him dear."

I couldn't believe what I just heard as the girls small body now perched on 6" heels pulled me out my gate through theirs and in a side door.

"Wait...." I began to object

"SHUTUP!" She said and squeezed my cock harder as she pulled me upstairs.

She closed her door and locked it.

She let go of my cock and put both hands on my face gently, "I want you to make me a woman. You will give me anything I want. If you don't my Mom will call the police. Here look." She played a tape and I saw myself crouching and looking through the fence jacking off. The camera panned to show the girl. They taped the whole masturbation scene from a different day. 

"I love watching this but that's not what we will tell the Police. Worries you doesn't it? Yes we have set you up, now FUCK ME! You want it bad too so just fuck me."

"First on your knees, I want my pussy licked. Down boy!" she said pointing to the carpet.

What am I going to do I thought.

"The police will never believe you over my Mom and I. You will be arrested, thrown in prison, be disgraced and become a sex toy for the inmates."

Being playful she put her hands up imitating a scale. 

"Let's see lick and fuck a tight juicy little pussy on a petite girl or arrested, prison, fuck toy, hmmmm it's such a hard decision isn't it?" 

"Look, we need to..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she said with fingers to my lips.

"I don't want you to talk unless it is to tell me how nasty you are going to fuck me. If I hear anything else from your mouth then it's the police."

She pointed, "Down on your knees, good boy, now tilt your head back."

I did as told. She walked up to me straddling me standing over my chest and eased herself over my face lowering her pussy onto it.

"LICK BABY!" came the command

I started licking..................oh my god she tasted good. OK Damn I give up. I grabbed her small hips and buried my tongue up in her lapping and licking feverishly. She moaned as her hands grabbed the back of my head pulling me up into her. I began to get deeper and as her clit and pussy lips filled with blood they grew. She began to have a very large clit easily found and worked by my lips and tongue. Now she started shaking and grinding her pussy up and down my face hard. I tried to pull back but we ended up on the floor as she rode my face down into a straddle and kept humping my face hands pulling me up into her until she orgasmed. The juices soaked my face and hair to my surprise. I had never had anything like this done to me before.

She immediately climbed on her bed on all fours ass towards me legs spread her shiny wet pussy WIIIIIDE open, she looked so obscenely erotic. She gave a couple small whistles and said "here boy!" patting her ass. She was treating me like a dog and telling me to climb on and fuck her.

"Come on boy!" She whistled. "Crawl to me, climb on and fuck me like a dog, I know you want to."

"I quickly crawled over and up on the bed and mounted her just like she said and without hesitation pushed my engorged flesh deep into her. She chirped and moaned over and over hard into the pillow as both hands reached back and grabbed my ass pulling me into her and holding me.

GOD I couldn't believe this. She just tugged at my ass whimpering and chirping face buried in the pillow. I could tell she was hurting because I am not small. She let go after 15-20 seconds and got her elbows and arms under her and panting said

"That felt good, now finish me off."

I fucked her hard and fast making sure not to go in too far for fear of injuring her. Her body was very light and she was the toy I had dreamed she would be. She screamed moaned and almost cried. I didn't know if I was beginning to hurt her but she didn't do anything to indicate that she wanted me to stop and I was horny! After a couple minutes of intense jabs into her tightness I exploded into her fiercely hard, my balls spasmed huge loads into her wet snatch. I collapsed on her back further leaning my cock into her. She panted and whimpered the most sensuous satisfied sound, as she was forced flat. It made me excited to hear a little hurt in her moans. I want her to remember what it feels like to be opened up by a big cock. I hope she is sore for days. The thought of her not being able to handle me turned me on and stroked my ego. 

After many moments she exhaled a deep breath and said "I have wanted that for sooo long."

"You did good baby," came a voice from directly behind us. 

My head snapped around to see the mother.

"Do we have him mother?"

"Yes baby we do," she said as she walked over to us. She put both hands on my ass before I could pull out of the girl's pussy. 

"Straddle her legs," she said. 

Leaning on me she pushed hard at my ass, which pushed me into her daughter even more. As her daughter's body stiffened she whimpered sharply in pain.

"Feels good to be in so deep doesn't it?" she whispered into my ear.

"I recorded you fucking my daughter," the law would consider you a very naughty boy once my daughter tells them she told you no. It's time to talk about how you will be used around here."

(I hope you liked the story. If you have comments how horny this made you and what you did about it, tell me. Any other naughty comments are welcomed as well and may be responded to.)