4 comments/ 24216 views/ 16 favorites Dylan's Learns the Truth By: 36FF_Tiki As usual, I will assume you read the previous stories. This story begins in the Christmas Shopping story and continues in Dylan's turn to learn. This is the finale that will conclude Ashley's tale. There is group sex and incest. If that offends, then skip it. I am an amateur writer and I edit my own work. That means I was not paid in any way to provide this story. There are bound to be a few mistakes despite my best efforts. Hopefully they will be minimal and you can still enjoy the story. ***** "Holy Shit, Ashley," Dylan exclaimed as he stared down at me with wide eyes. "That was...that wa...wow!" I smiled up at my cousin. The surprise and excitement were still clearly on his face. With some soothing words and calm tones, I got him to relax and tuck his scrumptious cock back into his shorts. We both sat back and let the sun shine on us as we repaired out appearances. My name is Ashley or Ash to my friends and family. When I was in high school, I played volleyball and basketball, both on the varsity squad. I'm 5'8 and have a very slender, tight build. I have gotten more toned since high school, with a little more muscle definition. My eyes are the same shade of hazel as Mom. I have a mass of wavy blond hair. I wish my tits were bigger, (I'm only a 34B), but my hips are trim and my butt is small and firm. My favorite bikini is this cute little Nautica string bikini and I have a very sexy tan. I'd kept it up by going to the tanning salon a couple times per week all last winter. I think tan-lines are hot and mine are definitely noticeable extreme. People that have seen me naked have said that you notice the tan-lines even before you notice I have a nice body. I think they mean it as a compliment though. "Look, Dylan, that was great and I'm glad we got to do that. Who knows, maybe we can even do it again sometime," I offered, "Maybe not. It's going to be up to you." Before he could answer, Mom and Aunt Sue pulled up in Aunt Sue's Charger. Mom came over to my car. My mom is Lisa and she is a very attractive lady. She is 42 years old. She has pale blond hair now, with light brown highlights. She has hazel eyes, as I mentioned and a light complexion. She is 5'7 with a voluptuous build. Her big 36FF tits are capped by soft rose colored nipples. She has a trim waist, nice thick booty and that sexy big rack on her gorgeous frame. I know from experience that she keeps her snatch shaved bare. She works as a bartender at Dusty's Roadhouse, outside of town. All the lugging of beer cases and kegs has kept her from getting out of shape. She does dress sexy and the guys all love to watch her work. Today, she had her long tresses up in a ponytail. She had ball cap with the hair sticking out the back. She had on a tight green tank top. Her bra was close to the same shade of green but was practically sheer. The denim shorts she had on were her regulation "painted on" style. Her sexy butt was pressed firmly into the shorts and the crotch had a obvious camel toe. She has ankle socks and tennis shoes on as well. She smiled at Dylan, "Happy Birthday, Dilly." Dylan, to his credit, looked very relaxed and nonchalant. You would never have guessed that his cousin had just sucked his rod or that he unloaded his spunk down that cousin's throat. "Thanks, Aunt Lisa," he said. "Hey you two, we're glad you're here. We stopped by the club, but we missed you there," Aunt Sue told as she got out and began heading up to the house. Aunt Sue is about 30 pounds shy of being considered a BBW. Her 5'7 frame is thick and curvy though. She and Mom have similar bodies. Both are voluptuous and thickly built. Wide sexy butts and their slim waists give them that sexy hour glass shape that looks so hot on mature MILFy women. Aunt Sue is more darkly complected than Mom, however. Even in the winter she only lightens up a bit, but in the thick of summer, like now, she is very dark skinned. Aunt Susan is 45 years old, almost a year older than Uncle Mike. Her hair is a very dark brown, almost black, in a cute cut that comes to about her shoulder blades in sexy layers. Her eyes are a brown that is hypnotic. She passed that color on to Dylan. She turned back as she kept walking, "Hurry up, Dylan. We have to get ready. We are meeting your Dad at the restaurant." Aunt Sue had a sandals and a light blue floral print summer dress. It flowed in the summer breeze and she looked dazzling. The wind caught her hair just right and you could see her nipples poking against the thin material. "What's going on, Mom," he asked, climbing out of my car. I shot Mom a questioning look and she discreetly shook her head. When Dylan's head was turned, she put her finger to her lips in the "sshh" gesture. "Your Dad is helping Uncle Ben with something, so he is going to get ready over there and meet up with us," Aunt Sue explained. Dylan turned to us and said, "Alright. I guess I'll see you guys on Saturday then." I called out before he started walking away, "Hey Dylan! Give me a call after dinner. I have a feeling you'll want to." He said, "Okay. See ya, Aunt Lisa. I'll call you later Ash...or text." With that, he went into the house. Mom hopped into my car and we drove home. When we pulled into the drive-way, I noticed no one else was there. I asked Mom, "Where are the guys? Aunt Sue said they were here doing something." Mom looked worried when she rolled her eyes and said, "Something is wrong with the car for Dylan. Mike came over right after you went to work and, well, we had some fun. Then, he went in the garage and was working on the car while I grabbed a shower. Pretty soon, I hear him cursing up a storm." "What happened," I asked. She told me, "I don't know, but it sounded serious. He came in and called your Dad at work. Then your Dad came home right away." "Whoa! Is it going to be ready by Saturday," I asked shaking my head. Crap this was bad. The car was Dylan's big present. Dad and Uncle Mike had been putting time in on it for a couple months. "I don't know. Frank came over with his wrecker and they took it up to his shop. They want to lift it up and get under it," Mom informed me. We went into the house and I went upstairs to my room. I changed out of my summer dress and into a pair a blue denim daisy dukes that showcase my butt. I snagged my sleeveless "Lady Gaga" shirt out of the closet and pulled it on. I didn't bother with a bra since I planned to be in for the rest of the night. I was downloading some music when I heard Uncle Mike come into the house. He immediately went into the bathroom and I heard the shower going. Dad wasn't with him, so I assumed he must still be working on the car at the shop. I came downstairs just as Uncle Mike came out of the bathroom. He looked flustered still as he scrambled to get ready. His pants and shoes were on, but his dark blue shirt was untucked and he was having trouble with his tie. He tucked in his shirt and buckled his belt. "Fucking car," he spat, "I've a mind to scrap the whole idea of fixing this one up and just take Dylan out to buy a new one." It was all bluster though. Everyone knew Dylan would totally love the Monte Carlo they were readying for him. He was just agitated. Uncle Mike is a little bit of a bigger man, like Dad. They are both barrel chested. He has hazel eyes, same as Mom and me and light brown hair, Mom's original color. He is about 6'3 and nicely built. He used to keep a light scruff, but he was clean shaven and smooth now. His chest has a light sprinkling of hair and he has small pink nipples. His cock, however, is immense. Dad and Dylan, and no one I ever met for that matter, can match the huge weaponry between Uncle Mike's legs. It is a 9 1/2 inch monster. His light brown pubic hair, circles the base and he only lets a light dusting remain on his balls. After finding out about Dad's man-scaping, He began keeping it tidy below too. I took the tie from him since he was having so much trouble getting it right. I had Uncle Mike sit on a kitchen stool. I stood in front of him, tied it correctly, and tightened for him. Then, I smoothed out his collar. He eyes wandered down to my tiny erect nipples as they poked against the thin fabric of my t-shirt. "You look very nice," I told him, appraising his outfit. He grinned and ran one of his big strong hands up the back of my leg. Uncle Mike joked, "We both know I'm not nice though, don't we?" His other hand joined in as he cupped my tight cheeks exposed under my shorts. He kneaded my butt before I backed up away from his arousing hands. My nipples were tight and hard, and I was fucking hot already. I chuckled at him, "Ah ah ah. Start that stuff and you won't make it to dinner on time." He replied, "Well, I've got a hard talk ahead of me, and a hard cock in my pants. Guess which one I'm thinking about taking care of first, Ash." "You say that," I began, "but imagine how much fun we will all have once you get that hard talk out of the way. Now go to dinner, Uncle Mike. Remind Dylan to call me after you guys have your talk." "What?" Uncle Mike asked as he stood up, eyes wide. I patted his arm, "Calm down. After you explain it all, I can help him make sense of it. Trust me, it's for the best for all of us." Mom came into the kitchen, "Oh, you like great, Mike. Go to dinner, honey. Have a good time. I know you aren't looking forward to talking to Dylan about this, but it needs to be taken care of." "Yeah, you both are right," Uncle Mike admitted. He gave us both a quick peck on the cheek and then left for dinner. ******************************************************************** Later that evening. Dad came home a few hours later. He was all smiles when he came in the house. "Hey Lisa," he yelled to Mom. "We got the car finished," he exclaimed proudly. Mom said, "That's awesome, Ben. You guys had us worried." We sat around the kitchen table and chatted for a bit. Dad explained what had happened with the car. I gave him a Dr. Pepper and Mom and I had a Diet Coke. After finishing his drink, Dad went upstairs to take a shower. A few minutes later, I followed. The bathroom was nice and steamy when I entered. Dad had a thick lather in his hair. The water was running down his large naked form. He is a big guy, 6'4, with a reddish complexion and rusty red-brown hair. Thank God my looks come from Mom's side of the family. His hair is curly, whereas Mom has straight hair normally. That's probably why my blond mane is so full of waves and curls. He is more narrow-waisted than Uncle Mike but they both have that large presence that makes them seem bigger. He has piercing blue eyes and a thin goatee and mustache. It's easy to see why I had a crush on him. He still is quite a sexy man. His eyes were closed as he scrubbed his hair. Dad's exquisite shaft swung between his legs, limp. I planned to correct that very soon. Dad has a nice thick tool that fits into me snugly. stretching my walls. His only has a little bit of hair above his shaft and keeps the rest smooth. I yanked off my tight t-shirt and pulled my shorts off my legs. I slid my tiny thong panties down my smooth legs and kicked them to the side. I climbed into the shower behind Daddy. He jumped a little at my touch, then opened his eyes. He smiled when I licked my lips at him and stepped in close. We took turns washing each others sensitive body. Dad's big rough hands ran over my skin and into my thick blonde mane. My tight pussy was wet from more than the hot water cascading over us and my nipples were hard little peaks as Dad's fondled my perky tits. My body was responding to Dad's every touch and my arousal was through the roof. I wanted to take him in my mouth and give him a treat, the second blowjob I'd given today, but the water running down his body made that problematic. Instead, I turned my up-turned butt to him. I placed my hands against the shower wall and arched my back, creating a nice view to Dad's appreciative eyes and allowing access to his loving daughter's waiting quim. He stepped forward and gripped my slim hips. I reached between my spread legs and lined up his luscious tool with my creamy slit. My seam was hot and moist. I slid my lips open for Dad and he slid into me with a slow deliberate move. I slid my hand down my own slickened tummy and reached down to diddle my love button. My juices coated my fingers as I rubbed sensual circles around my clit. Daddy's cock felt so good in my tight cunny. A moan escaped my lips as Dad filled my hungry channel. "Oh Dad," I groaned, "Oh, fuck me. Fuck me. Oooohh!" He said, "You're my good little girl. You feel so amazing on my cock, baby. Wow, Ash. You are incredible, honey." The water continued its downpour as our moans of lust filled the bathroom. The wet skin smacking together sounded so erotic and taboo. Dad's grunts were primal and had me so hot as he pounded his daughter's up-turned twat. My soft moist lips were gripping Dad's shaft as he took me passionately. Soon, I could feel his dick pulsing as it readied to flood my snatch with his thick seed. "I'm close, baby. Here it comes," Dad announced as he continued his erotic assault on my gloriously aroused body. "Mmm, yea! Shoot it all over me," I wailed as I tossed my head back and looked over my shoulder at him seductively. Dad gripped my thick curls in one hand and withdrew his cock with the other. He pumped it vigorously. My fingers continued their frenzied dance on my sensitive button. Dad roared in ecstasy as his jizz sprayed all over my tight tan-lined butt and lean back. My own motions finished me off, allowing me to cum hard along with Daddy. Dad was not satiated yet, but the water was getting cold now. We hopped out of the shower and dried each other with our thick, wonderfully plush towels. "Let's take this to the bedroom," Dad suggested, hugging me up to him. Just then, I heard my phone begin ringing. I immediately recognized it as Dylan's ringtone-The Mario Bros. theme music. I frowned, "Sorry, Dad. I can't right now." He groaned, "Oh, you torture me, Ash." We both chuckled as I rushed from the bathroom and hurried into my room to scoop up my phone. "Hello," I said into it. I clutched the towel around me. Dylan's voice filled my ear, "Oh my God, Ash! My parents drove me down to the park after dinner and we had a long, very weird, talk" "You did? What about," I teased. He answered, "You know. I could really use someone to talk to about all this." "I know. I figured as much. It is a lot to process," I told him truthfully. Then he asked, "Can I spend the night over there tonight?" "Dylan," I protested, "You just found out. You don't have to start right away." He laughed, "Ha! No, not for that. You are the only one I feel like I can talk to. Really talk to. I was hoping I could spend the night and you and I could talk about it and help me make sense of it. It's crazy right?" "Okay, Dylan, "I told him, "Let me go ask Mom and Dad real quick. When I asked, Mom thought the same thing I had at first and that Dylan wanted to get started. Once I explained, they agreed that it was probably a good idea. I told Dylan to come on over. I went back to my room and pulled out the under-bed for him. I pulled on a tight powder blue camisole top and a pair of matching shorts. I grabbed a sexy blue and black striped spandex thong. It was a cute pair and I hoped Dylan made no advances. I doubted my willpower was strong enough to resist. I wondered if my choice of panties was a subconscious desire for Dylan to see me in something attractive instead of trusting in a ugly pair to keep me honest. Uncle Mike and Aunt Sue came by to drop Dylan off on their way home from the evening dinner date. They all looked nice, dressed up in the attire. Aunt Sue had a very sexy red dress about mid-calf length. Her plentiful bosom was very much on display. It was nice to see Aunt Sue getting a little more relaxed and sexy in her choices. She is a beautiful woman and it really suited her. Dylan had on a burgundy dress shirt with gray slacks and gray tie. The parents stayed downstairs and had a glass of wine and talked while Dylan came upstairs to my room to hang out with me. Our talk started slowly, exchanging pleasantries and such. We talked about dinner. His mom came up and said good-night before they left. He kissed her good-bye. Mom came in shortly after they left and gave him some of Dad's pajamas to use. It was just a pair of sweat shorts and a tank top. He stood up and was about to go into the bathroom to change until I gave him a funny look. "Dylan, you saw me full on naked at the club earlier today. Not to mention, that hot little birthday present I gave you too," I reminded him. He changed right there then. His tie and dress shirt came off, revealing his strong chest and toned arms. I love sexy muscular arms. Dylan is a younger version of Uncle Mike. He is 6'2 and keeps his sexy form at about 190 pounds. His hair is half a shade lighter then Uncle Mike's light brown, making it a sandy blond. His eyes are a deep brown like his Mom's. His skin tone is also just a touch darker than Uncle Mike but not as dark as Aunt Sue. He got a lot darker this summer though and he had that sexy All-American golden boy glow to his skin. Seeing him made me regret deciding on no sex tonight. He shucked off his dress slacks and he had a cute black and gray pair of Under Armour boxer briefs. The briefs cupped his package and high-lighted his equipment deliciously. He put on the pajamas and we sat on my bed. I turned my music on and the low tones filled the room. Pretty soon, it was quiet in the house. Dylan and I were the only two awake now. We talked. I told him the whole story of how I found out about our family's situation. I related all I had experienced since that first night and the trip to do the Christmas shopping. I filled in the rest with all that I've been told and all I had learned. I answered any questions he had honestly and with as much sensitivity as I could. By the time we were tired, I believe I had truly helped. Dylan seemed totally relaxed and comfortable with it. I had a good feeling about the days (and nights) ahead of us now. My dreams that night were hot and erotic. I was in a swirling orgy of pleasures, surrounded by my family. Mom and Aunt Sue were now my Sapphic sisters and Dad, Uncle Mike and Dylan were my lusty boy toys enjoying my charms and taking me to new heights of ecstasy. I woke up aroused after one particularly hot scene. I looked over at Dylan, but he was out cold on the little bed. I pushed my shorts down to my knees and tugged my thong to the side, away from my moist cunt. My fingers found my hot clit. Quickly, I took care of my need. I had to stick with the decision to make Dylan wait until Saturday. I rolled over onto my stomach and arched my body allowing my fingers to saw into my channel while my thumb strummed my sensitive nubbin. My hand had thick honey trickling over it as I plunged into my body. I bit my pillow to stifle my moans as I took my pleasure. It was a quick mind-blowing climax and just what I needed to get the edge off my desires. I kicked my shorts off and held my thong away from my wet box. I quietly hurried into the bathroom and cleaned myself. I got back in bed. I heard Dylan moan softly in his sleep. I wondered if his dreams were as hot and lusty as my own. Finally, I drifted off into a peaceful sleep. We all got up the next morning and had breakfast like nothing was out of the ordinary. Mom had hunter green silk nightgown with black lace at the bodice. Her nipples were totally visible through the lace and she knew it. Dylan kept composed, but the bulge in his shorts told me he enjoyed the view. I had put my own shorts back on and they were so short that my cheeks were again exposed out the bottom. Dad and Dylan's shorts both had noticeable tents in them. We all laughed and talked like any regular morning. Dylan's Learns the Truth Dad took Dylan home at noon. It gave Mom and me a chance to talk. Mom opened up our conversation. "Sooo...how did it go," she asked sweetly. I answered, "It went well. He understands it. He accepts it all. Plus, like I already told you: I know he is interested in you, me and his mom. Now that he knows, I think he has no worries." She sighed in relief, "Could we really be so lucky? Everyone would come into the fold so acceptingly? And to have all the parties universally interested?" "What can I say, Mom? We are an attractive bunch," I retorted jokingly. ************************************************************************* Saturday The party for Dylan was great. Friends and family were all there. We had a cake and ice cream of course, and Dylan received a ton of great gifts from the various people. Music was blaring and we were all partying fun-lovingly. Most of us had swimwear on and were having fun in and out of the pool. The guys were enjoying watching the girls playing in our wet bikinis. Marci and Amber were there with me. A couple of Dylan's female friends and the girlfriends of some of his buddies were there too. There were some of our MILFy Moms and Aunts there too. There was plenty of sexy female skin on display. The guys took in the view of tight young bodies all the way to voluptuous mature forms as well. Big tits sticking out of bikini tops to tight young asses in practically thong bottoms were all exposed to the appreciative gazes of the men. There was certainly no shortage of hot guy bod to observe and enjoy. All the guys our age were horsing around in the pool or around the yard in swim shorts and shirtless. Many of the older guys had on swimsuits too but most had polo shirts or light button shirts that were unbuttoned, showing off their sexy hairy chests. Many of the women would comment or "oohh" and "aahh" quietly when one of the hot men caught the eye. Not only the young guys were getting the looks either. Uncle Mike, Daddy and even a few of the other uncles were drawing more than a few interested glances. Then, Dad went on other "beer run" and came back in Dylan's Monte Carlo. The engine sound like a growling beast as Dad pulled right into the back yard. The guys freaked. Dylan was over the moon. It was custom inside and out and he loved it. The paint job was sexy glossy green and the engine sounded rough and tough. They gave him the keys and he pulled it back around to the front. All his buddies followed him so they could check out his new machine. Once the guys went up front, the party started to wind down in the back yard. The party eventually shut down at about 8pm, but being summer, it was still hot and nowhere near being completely dark yet. Mom, Aunt Sue, and I saw the guests out, sending some of the food with everyone, and started cleaning up everything. We took it all into the house while Dad, Uncle Mike and Dylan went back out front to check out that Monte Carlo some more. Dad and Uncle Mike did some fine work. I was jealous. My Mustang that Daddy and Uncle Mike made for me is sweet, but that Monte Carlo is hot. I'm not a gear-head, but hot cars do get me wet. I had a feeling that every time Dylan drove it, he would be sporting an erection. Don't get me wrong, I love my Mustang and I take really good care of it; but the way Dylan was looking at his new vehicle was practically pornographic. Now that it was just the six of us here, we shut the gate and closed off the back yard. Pulsifer Road (the road where their house is located) heads out of town and into the country. It has a 90 degree turn before it becomes just fields out there. Uncle Mike and Aunt Sue's house is just before the turn. It's set back from the road on their long drive-way, and we had all the privacy we would need for us ladies to carry out the next step of tonight's entertainment. Aunt Sue got back into her hot sea-green Wicked Weasel Bikini. It's a tiny triangle suit that's practically sheer when dry and totally see-through when wet. Mom had on a new bikini. I was expecting the red one, but this one had a pink floral pattern. It had a thong back and a bandeau top that barely contained her large globes. My suit was a new one too. It was a tiny rainbow tie-dyed Suits You string bikini that I bought online with today in mind. Our men were going to be enjoying seeing a lot more skin very soon. Mom and I went into the backyard while Aunt Sue went out front to get the guys. She stepped into the front yard in her tiny bikini, "C'mon boys," she called, "Enough of the car. We have other presents for Dylan to open." When they joined us in the backyard, Aunt Sue was flanked by Dad and Uncle Mike. They each had one of her full cheeks in hand, kneading the soft skin. She was giggling at the attention coquettishly. Dylan brought up the rear with his eyes glued to his Mom's luscious ass in the tiny thong. He seemed to have handle on the situation and I had a feeling the fun was about to begin. The guys stopped to admire all the female family flesh that was on display. There were many groans and exclamations of approval. All the guys had to adjust the serious bulging that occurred in their shorts. "Damn, Aunt Lisa," Dylan started, "I always thought you were sexy, but seeing you in that suit right now; well, I realize that sexy is a drastic under-statement. Wow! You are smoking." Mom smiled and said, "Thanks Dilly, I'm glad you like it. You can expect to see more of it quite often from now on." Dad and Uncle Mike expressed the approval of our swimwear as well and agreed we all looked sensational so sinfully displayed. "Shall we hop in the pool and cool down for a little while. We can start the festivities in a little bit," Aunt Sue suggested. She received five vehement negative responses in answer and the loudest came from Dylan. "No way, Mom," he asserted. "I've lusted after you for so long. It's too close. You can't dangle it like a carrot now." Dad guffawed and we all laughed with him. We were all thinking the same thing. The end of this crazy thrill ride was in sight. I guess it would be the beginning of an even crazier ride. It couldn't be delayed any longer. Aunt Sue strutted the few steps to Dylan. She put extra sway into her hips with a wicked smile on her lips and a naughty glint shown in her eyes. The tiny bikini did absolutely nothing to conceal the sexy landing strip between her thick legs or the stiff acorn brown nipples capping her enormous jugs. She sauntered up and put her arms around Dylan, over his shoulders and ran her fingers playfully through his hair. Her mouth swooped in to claim his. Her big globes pressed into his chest and her left hand sought out his erect tool. "Is that what you want, Honey? You want Mom to climb on this piece of meat? Are you ready to fuck me now, sweetie," Aunt Sue asked seductively. I was surprised. She wasn't normally a dirty talking slut, but it was hot. A look of pure relief went across Dylan's face. I think until that moment, he wasn't entirely sure it was all for real. The look was quickly replaced by one of lust and hunger. His hand came up to entangle in his Mom's hair, pulling her back to his mouth for another passionate dueling of tongues. His other hand grasped her ass sliding down over the sexy bubble and on down to her smooth thick thigh. Her took the strong brown pillar in his hand brought it up to wrap around his waist. The boy needed no further instructions and was free of doubts. He was now in full control of the situation. I think seeing Dylan take over was all everyone needed. We knew was in good hands, very good hands. It looked like Aunt Sue was in good hands too, for that matter. Dylan and his Mom were oblivious to the rest of us as they embraced lustily. I knew from my talks with Dylan that he was living out his fantasy now. He had to be on Cloud Nine. Dad came over to as Mom moved into Uncle Mike's arms. I looked up into the handsome face of my father and his lips dipped down to connect with mine. His masculine touch and passionate caresses were what I needed. He pulled me to him and my tight body molded against his large rugged form. He stroked my hair back, kissing my earlobes. My body shuddered when Daddy licked my sensitive erogenous zone. With a flick of his wrist, Dad unsnapped my new bikini. It fell away from my titties, getting caught between our bodies. He soon had me writhing in his arms as his mouth pushed my desire. I was moaning against his chest as his strong hands moved down to cup my taut buttocks. My own voice was not the only one responding to the treatment of an attentive lover. All around was a symphony of sounds as we took our pleasure from the one in our arms. I shifted so Dad had access to my small mounds. My top dropped away. Dad tiled his head to take one of my pert nipples. He licked and nipped my aroused bud. I could hear the others around me enjoying the warmth of the summer breeze. There were muffled groans and barely contained whimpers. I felt Dad's hands run down my sides. I shivered at the tickling touch. He pulled the strings at the sides of my bikini allowing it to join my top of my deck floor. Dad spun me so my back was to his chest. Both hands came up to claim my perky tits, but then ventured up to my chin. He turned my face to him and locked his lips to mine. His tongue poked into my mouth and I savored the taste of Dad's probing tongue. His hands traveled back down over my erect nipple and past my muscular tummy. He found my clit and his fingers began a delicate dance. I groaned and leaned back as he spread my wet lips to gently stimulate the hooded button. Dad's technique was exquisite and I was approaching my first climax. "Oh, Dad," I whimpered, "That feels so good. Ungh. Mmmm. I'm about to cum, Daddy!" He covered my mouth with his own as he sank his fingers deep inside me. I reveled in the friction as he sawed his fingers in my gash. His fingers were doing wonderful things for my nearing orgasm. Between his kisses and his relentless stroking, my body was pulsing as I readied to explode. My cries threatened to erupt past Dad's mouth and he deepened his hungry kiss. When my climax hit, the force burst through me causing me to cry out in pleasure. I am surprised I didn't just melt to the floor in a puddle of liquid lust. Daddy kept me close to him as I shivered happily. When Dad lifted his head, his breathing had not steadied. "Look," he whispered. I opened my eyes. Mom was on her knees, with her mouth wrapped around her brother's sizable weapon. He was seated in a lawn chair with his shorts around his ankles. The top to Mom's bikini hung on the back of one of the deck chairs. The back of the bottoms was pulled up between the fleshy cheeks and the snug fabric separated her dewy lips. Her moans were audible around his cock as she slobbered on Uncle Mike's rod and her fingers rubbed circles around her clit. Meanwhile, Dylan was on his back while his Mom rode his rigid stick. The look on his face was one of pure bliss. He fondled Aunt Sue's huge boobs and her cunt made wet squishy noises as she bounced on her son and ground her cunt down on him. Dylan suit had been chucked away somewhere. Aunt Sue's suit was still around one ankle, and the cups of bikini top were pulled between her sweaty orbs. I told Dad, "It looks like we are complete." "Yes, we are," he agreed. "No more secrets. No more sneaking." "Daddy," I began, looking up into his blue eyes, "the guys are all getting theirs. You should be getting yours too." The hunger in his eyes flared up even more intensely. He had been barely contained and loving as he took care of my lust. I could now see his fiery need flash anew. The animalistic passion that was Daddy's trademark was something I was going to enjoy. He can be a gentle lover, true enough, but like in the shower, I love when Dad sets out to take his pleasure. I used my fingers to pull up my own musky cream up to lubricate my puckered ring. I smeared the slick fluid all over making sure my ass was well lubed. I leaned over the deck table and wiggled my little cheeks at Dad. "I want you to do my ass, Daddy," I said lasciviously. Daddy pushed his shorts down his muscled legs and slid up behind me. He placed his missle along my seam and ground into me. My own wetness slickened his cock. I was so turned-on that there was no shortage of lubricant to be had. He lined up and deliberately pushed into virgin territory. My sphincter stretched around Daddy's probing meat when he pushed into me. Whenever I winced, he would stop and hold still. I would clench my tunnel around him a couple times until I could take more of him. In short order, Dad's tight torso was firmly against my backside and his penis was deep into my hot channel. The pleasure was unbelievable when Daddy slowly withdrew and then reinserted himself into me. My squeals were quick, loud and sharp. I have never experienced anything like it. The thick shaft was filling me and I was lost in the ecstasy of it. It was my turn to lose any sense of the surrounding situation. My mind and body were consumed by the pleasure being driven through me. I never thought anal sex could provide this level of pleasure. I was wrong. Dad soon had a quicker tempo as my body totally accepted him. The wet slapping of our skin echoed in the backyard. All around, the three separate couple, Aunt Sue and Dylan, Uncle Mike and Mom, Dad and I were experiencing the joys of incest. Our love would never change. Soon, Mom's wailing brought back a sense of my surroundings. Uncle Mike was now between Mom's outstretched legs, thrusting his huge stalk deep into her shaved quim. There were bright red trails on his back from Mom's scraping fingernails. His huffing and puffing indicated how close he was to his orgasm. Mom's butt was bouncing on the wooden deck as she pushed her hips up to meet his powerful thrusts. They were looking deep into each others eyes with a look of pure love. Dylan had moved into one of the loungers. Aunt Sue was still straddling him, but now her feet were flat on the deck. Her hands were fisted in her hair as she took her son's cock up into her. He was tugging her brown eraser sized nipples. The cream visible on Dylan's cock whenever his mom rose made me think they both might have cum at least once already. They were taking no rest from enjoying their first coupling. I felt Dad's hands move to my slender hips and his member began throbbing. I screamed in ecstasy as the deepest orgasm I ever felt ripped through me. Dad grunted as he rocketed his spunk into me. The climax we experienced was intense. It also acted as the ignition for the others, because soon everyone was exploding in release. Mom's legs locked around Uncle Mike's waist as she held on and whimpered deliriously. Aunt Sue's face was buried in Dylan's neck as she moaned wildly. Dylan's entire body as rigid, his leg stretched out as his Mom received his hot jizz. We were definitely a happy and sweaty bunch. Everyone eventually found a chair, lounger or laid right on the deck, sucking air and breathing heavy. Hearts beat fast as we fought to regain our senses. The first of many family gatherings was complete. The grins on everyone's faces was wide and bright. A merry glint was in all our eyes. Dylan pulled one of the deck chairs over to where I was sitting and sat next to me. "So, how was it," I asked, still getting my wind. He had a dreamy look as he said, "Amazing." I opened my eyes, looking at him. My smile mirrored his own. I knew exactly how he felt. He asked, "Is it always this good?" "Always," was my truthful answer. Uncle Mike grunted as he stood up. He went into the house and came out with bottles of water for everyone. He walked around handing them to everyone. "Here," he announced. "I think we could all use these right now." We all took one gratefully and the cool liquid was perfect. As the newest, and youngest, member of our group, Dylan was the first to be sporting another erection. "Well Ash, can I finally love my dream of being with you? You know how I love that body," Dylan admitted. "Not yet," I responded, "First, let's wear out these old fuckers, then I can have you all to myself for the rest of the night." Everyone laughed. "Bring it," Uncle Mike growled, grinning. We did! Dad did Aunt Sue doggie-style in the grass. He pounded the top-heavy honey until they were both moaning as they climaxed. Dylan sat in a chair and Mom had knelt down between his legs. She wrapped her massive melons around his stiff prick. She pumped her jiggling jugs. His dick disappeared into her musky cleavage. She tilted her head so that the head of his dick, brushed against her soft lips. The pre-cum on the head of his cock was creating a creamy lather on her luscious valley. His meat slithered between her heaving hooters until he splattered her neck and chin. Uncle Mike had me ride his rod while he caressed my bouncy little boobs. Our bodies glistened with sweat as we drove each other ever closer to our peaks. The thick tusk was lodged so deep in me until I squealed with joy as he squirted his hot seed up inside me. The night was a whirlwind of carnal delights. There was always a sexual coupling happening somewhere in the hot summer air. Mom and I did a lusty 69 with me on top, while Dad pummeled his wife gooey slit and Uncle Mike pounded my sopping cunny. Dylan moaned approvingly as he watched the erotic action. His Mom treated him to a blowjob while he enjoyed the scene. Dylan fucked Mom in the missionary position while Uncle Mike knelt next to her. Her head was turned so her mouth could suck on her brother's husky shaft wantonly. Across from them, Aunt Sue rode Dad's throbbing boner like the world's sexiest voluptuous cowgirl . I crouched over Dad's face so he could eat my steamy gash. My hands roamed over Aunt Sue hooters while we kissed passionately. By the time Dylan and I went up to his room, the four parents were spent and satisfied. Dylan and I crawled into bed giggling. The hot summer air blew through the window and his fan circulated it around the room. It was about 3:30 in the morning. We had been going at it, off and on, since before 10 pm. We cuddled for a bit as he spooned up behind me. I would love to say we fucked well into the next day, but it was not to be. Sleep overtook us in minutes. My dreams were blissful and beautiful. I was in no rush. My family would have many more nights like this. I would get Dylan to myself more than once I was sure. We would experience the joys of incest and you couldn't convince me to feel guilty about or express regret. For now, being curled in my cousin's arms and looking forward to many happy times ahead was just fine with me.