0 comments/ 16164 views/ 12 favorites Bottoms and Buttered Buns By: SEVERUSMAX Kelly's ass was certainly tempting, but I had already committed myself to fucking Shannon next, not to mention that I needed to rest my cock for a little bit. After fucking Sally, Kelly, and Belle that morning, my dick was a little sore, if still semi-hard. Even so, I wanted Kelly's ass fucked...she was perfectly positioned for it and properly lubed as well. My solution was simple: a pinch-hitter, this time around. I tapped Lowell on the shoulder. "Alright, buddy. Let's have you bugger Kelly for me. I would do it, but my dick needs a rest and Shannon gets the next turn, plus I just got done screwing Kelly's twat. The butter has her nice and lubed, too, doesn't it?" I instructed the eldest male Bottom, while setting up the camcorder that I saw in the kitchen. "Oh, God, yes!" Lowell answered, especially as Mary guided his cock into Kelly's asshole with a wink for both of us. "Good job, Mary. For you, let's have Martin, shall we? Martin, bend Mary over the kitchen counter and fuck her ass good. Mark, you get Sally. Do her on all fours on the floor. I want to see each of you ladies leaking cum from either of your holes. Belle, you don't get out of this, either. Strap on a dildo with thigh harness and slide into Martin's ass as he fucks Mary. Yes, that's good. I want to see a train here. Shannon, sit on my lap while we watch this," I told the oldest Bottom girl as the petite youngest one settled onto my lap. "Certainly, Master. Martin, just relax and let it happen. Focus on ramming Mary's sweet pussy while I ramrod your rear," Belle giggled a little as she eased into her brother's sphincter and pushed him deeper inside Mary's cunt. Martin grunted a little, but he soon thrust himself back into the work of screwing Mary. She met him with one stroke after the next, her hips affected by her growing lust, even as Martin enjoyed and reveled in the situation of being taken by Belle while he slammed Mary. He was sandwiched between his sister and his future sister, and he showed every sign of loving it. It was a truly thrilling scene and one that made my blood temperature rise as I watched them. Then again, seeing Mark use my fiancée Sally was a genuine thrill as well, as he thoroughly plowed her cunt in front of me. I could hear Sally's moans as she welcomed him further inside her body, letting him penetrate into her pussy. He groaned audibly as he probed harder and deeper, pulling her hair as he pounded her sweet twat. He didn't seem to mind my sloppy seconds, either. She began cussing so loud that half the neighborhood must have heard her, but that turned out to be nothing new to them. The Bottom family already had quite the reputation as the slutty bunch, not that it seemed to bother the locals any more than it worried me. I think that many of them secretly enjoyed the idea that there was a whole family that they could proposition for sex and have a decent chance of getting laid instead of rejected. Meanwhile, Kelly definitely seemed to get more excited by the sodomy that she experienced at Lowell's hands...or rather, his cock. She pushed back toward him in rapid strokes now, begging for him to ravage her ass...craving even more of his dick in her butt. He found it ever harder to hold back, I could tell, from the concentration on his face, and finally, just as Kelly screamed her release, he exploded in her bowels. From the smile that Kelly flashed me, it was obvious that she reveled in being taken so totally by her sexy cousin. I could also see that she wanted me and the others to bugger her as well very soon. When he pulled out, I gestured for Belle to pull out of Martin and slip it into Kelly, prompting a second consecutive orgasm almost immediately, followed by a couple of smaller climaxes that all appeared to be caused by the notion of taking a strap-on dildo that had just been in her cousin's butt up her own. Belle, for her part, began moaning with pleasure as well, indicating her orgasm was not far off, either. I think that she got off on the idea of using the same dildo on two different people at once. It wasn't very long before they both came loudly, cussing and screaming, which resulted in Martin flooding Mary's pussy balls deep with his seed. Mark then shot out several ropes of his cum within Sally, leaving a nice, sticky mess to leak from her in addition to my own. At this point, I was more than ready to fuck again. While Shannon sat on my lap, I slid my fingers into her twat to prepare her, only to find her very wet indeed. I moved her slightly and she took the hint, easing her pussy onto my cock, taking me far inside her delectable cunt to welcome me there. With Shannon now impaled on my dick, I let her bounce up and down on me, to her obvious delight. She rode me reverse cowgirl, while I slipped a finger into her ass for good measure, and her reaction to that was outstanding. She whimpered and begged for more, as my left hand fondled her clit from behind. Pretty soon, Shannon began moaning and squealing, as she continued to ride my cock and take it balls deep inside her lovely twat. "Oh, God, Master...is there any way that you can agree to fuck me every day for the rest of my life? In at least one of my holes...please!" Shannon pleaded lustfully with me. "You enjoy it that much, do you? Very well, then. I'll do my best not to neglect you and the others. I can make no promises, however. I'm no Superman, you know," I pointed out, as her smooth, creamy pussy milked my cock and balls, causing my cum to shoot out toward her cervix. "How about a bit more of that breakfast, huh? I burned some real calories here and I suspect the rest of you need a second helping, too, after the fucking that you just had. If I have my way, and I will, there's a lot more fucking to do, all damn day long, so we need all of the calories that we can take," I smiled toothily. "Yes, Sir!" Belle laughed, beginning to heat up the leftovers in the microwave. "Did I just die and wake up in Heaven? A whole day of nothing but sex and food? Sign me up!" Martin chuckled for his part. "Yes, well, I think that we were all hoping for that today. The moving can wait," I winked at him, "now clean up my mess from Shannon's twat...orally." Martin licked his lips and really started going to town on his younger sister, devouring the cream pie that I left behind for him. She began to moan and whimper all over again, as her brother's mouth pleasured her, especially after he slipped a finger into her butt. Clearly, he didn't mind the taste of my seed, but that was hardly a shock, since he had sucked my dick before. I realized that this would be very good practice for him, given that I would be fucking his fiancée, Kelly, on a fairly frequent basis. Then again, he would get plenty of chances to fuck his sisters, including my fiancée, Sally, more than regularly. It wasn't a competition. We would all win in this arrangement. "Mark, go down on Mary and clean up her pussy, too. Lowell, do the same to Sally. Belle, in between heating up dishes, lick Kelly's pussy and ass clean," I instructed the others, getting a kick out of the cream pies my Bottoms were eagerly lapping up. The sight of all this oral sex kept me from going totally soft yet, but I still needed some food in my system and when it was ready, I initiated the gluttonous feast by chowing down on the breakfast like it was going out of style. The others quickly followed suit, chasing the taste of cum in some cases with orange juice to cleanse the palate. When we were nice and stuffed, with the dishes and table cleared, I got up, turned off the camcorder, and walked over (while carrying the camcorder) to the living room to turn on their TV. That was the signal for some down time for now, but everyone knew what would come soon enough. "Okay, I'm going to sit on the loveseat with Sally next to me and Shannon on my lap. That's the most fitting set-up, I think, as Sally is my fiancée, but Shannon is almost like a little sister or niece to me...well, one that is old enough to fuck, if barely. Lowell, sit in the middle of the sofa. Mary, sit to his right on the sofa. Mark, sit to his left. Martin, sit in the armchair. Belle, sit on Martin's lap. Kelly, lie across all three laps on the sofa," I laughed as I watched them comply. Seizing the remote, I turned on the TV and we began to watch a NASCAR race until it was done, which frankly took a whole hour. Then again, I used the time wisely, caressing Shannon's buns with my right hand while my left hand played with Sally's clit. When that was done, I changed the channel to the adult networks and started watching the porn, which as soft-core was normally dull, but in our present mood, it helped things push ahead for us. It was a nice, lazy Sunday afternoon for sure by then, but hardly how most of my neighbors spent their Sundays, except for the NASCAR, I think. Yet underneath the façade, as I expected, Belle was teasing Martin like crazy by rubbing her tush against his dick. She couldn't help it. The urge to tease her brother was just too strong. We were all still very naked, of course, and that didn't help us resist any urges. Kelly, for her part, busied herself by stroking Mark's cock with her hands while pressing her tits against Lowell's dick and brushing Mary's thighs with her juicy, dripping cunt. My own cock was more than ready by now, and I decided that it was high time to do justice by sweet Sally. "Shannon, stand up for a bit. Sally, bend over the loveseat. I'm going to fuck you good, from behind. Belle, set up the camcorder. I want to capture this for a home movie. Don't worry, the day is far from over and you ladies will get more than your fair share of turns at our dicks," I informed my future bride, much to her delight, given the thrilled look on her pretty face. Shannon helped ease my cock into her sister's pussy, of course, so I was naturally ready to reward her as well. The only question was the nature of the reward. I didn't take long to decide that, spreading Sally's cheeks and pointing to her crack as I licked my chops and winked at Shannon. She took the hint and grabbed her chance to rim her sexy sister, clearly loving the act as much as I hoped that she would. I continued to ravage Sally's depths with a fury that she evidently yearned for as she pushed back at me with enthusiastic strokes and moved those delightfully feminine hips of hers in cooperation with me. It was obvious that Sally wanted me as far inside her cunt as I could go, and I certainly explored her as far as possible. She later told me that while I wasn't longer than the others, my girth more than made up for it, as I touched her G-spot, which none of the others had achieved yet. The screams of absolute ecstasy and greedy hip movements, not to mention her soaking twat, more than reinforced her claim, from what I could tell. The silky softness of Sally's pussy definitely kept me busy, while the others watched us with fascination, apparently taking their cues from me at the moment. That was when a knock at the door interrupted their voyeuristic pleasure, but not my exhibition, as I continued plundering Sally's luscious cunt. I admired the freckles on her buns as I kept ramming her, truly enjoying myself and my new life without any shame. I certainly wouldn't stop on the neighbors' account. If they envied me my fun...well, they could always join in. Lowell answered the door to find Carver Watson, a relatively new neighbor from Atlanta, who had made his money as an attorney and wanted a nicer community to escape the noise and hustle of urban life. His jaws seemed to drop as he watched a bunch of naked small town folk engaged in some sort of wild sexual frolic with strong incestuous overtones. He began to stammer, unusual for him, as he was normally a fairly articulate guy, or so we learned later. Right then, I don't believe that he would have recalled his middle name. "Oh,...hi. Carver Watson here. Sorry, my front door locks seemed a bit jammed and I heard that one of you is a locksmith. Is that right...neighbors?" he stuttered, while his cock grew in size. "That would be me. Lowell Bottom. Sorry about the rudeness of not introducing myself and my family sooner...we've recently been going through a mourning period, which just ended...and well, ...the rest of it's kind of embarrassing," Lowell himself stuttered, just as the whole reality of being watched by someone new pushed Sally and me into overdrive and we both came with abandon. "Meaning that you knew that I'm black and you haven't dealt with a lot of us brothers. Well, at least you have the decency to be ashamed of that. Trust me, I'm no gangsta. I'm a lawyer, which some hate even more," Carver broke the ice and his own nerves with some cynical humor and understanding. "Well, Lowell, don't just stand there and raise our electric bill. Let the guy in and suck his cock. Judging from how erect you are, I can tell that you want to make amends on your knees," I ordered the man. Lowell instantly closed the door behind them, dropped to his knees, and unzipped Carver's pants, freeing his impressive dick. Carver hardly resisted, making me wonder if I had picked up on something about the man's sexual preferences by accident. Before we knew it, Martin was right next to Lowell, sucking like crazy on the man's rod. Carver now grabbed both of their heads and kept them very busy, controlling the pace as he switched back and from Lowell to Martin, Martin to Lowell. Mark looked at me and I nodded, so he grabbed some lube and walked toward Carver, pointing to his cock. "Yes, fuck Carver up the ass. You want that, don't you, Carver?" I encouraged Mark and Carver both. "God, yes, but I also want to fuck Lowell's ass right now," he admitted. "Alright, then. Lowell, bend over. Martin, lube his butt and Carver's big dick. Make sure that Lowell is more than ready to take it up the tush. Watson, I guess you get to be the meat in the sandwich, don't you?" I taunted them. "God, yes! I want this bad!" Carver began groaning as Mark started really giving it to him and he did the same to Lowell. It was apparent that what Lowell had really feared about black men was also what he desired: a big cock. Of course, given how false stereotypes could be at times, I noted that Lowell should prepare himself for disappointment now and then. "Alright, Martin, I want you to shove your cock in Lowell's mouth. That's right. Let your brother suck your dick. I want a proper gay sex orgy here, at least for now," I grinned at the Bottom brothers. Right then, I felt a pair of soft lips on my own cock, and sure enough, it was Kelly, who seemed eager for a taste of Sally's fluids. It wasn't much longer before my cheeks were spread and a nice, wet tongue slid between them, rimming me with undisguised relish. When another mouth enveloped my balls, I knew that I wouldn't have a chance to get soft anytime soon. These girls were determined to use me and serve me until we were all exhausted. Everyone in the living room was hot and bothered, while the blinds were now very open (whose lovely idea was that), so anyone who wished to look in and watch the action could do so. I wasn't done yet, however, with directing the film, as it were. I decided that this was just the warm-up, this nice bit of manly lust. Since there were so many lovelies here to be used, it was time to shake things up again. There was plenty of time for men to cum in each other's holes, wasn't there? It was time to include some ladies in the festivities. "Okay, Mary, strap on that dildo, hon. There you go. Good girl. Now, Mark, cum in Carver's ass, pull out, and clean up your dick. This should add some extra lube for the next act of sodomy. Mary, ease into Carver's butt while he continues to bugger your fiancé. Yes, that's very good. Give it to him, deep strokes. Very good work. Now, speed up a bit and really shove it far inside him. Start pressing against his prostate, invading his depths. Carver, don't stop on her account. Give it to Lowell nice and hard while his lady ravages your bowels. That's a very sexy train indeed. Martin, cum down his throat and then pull out of his mouth for now. Let him groan and moan as Carver sodomizes him and Mary does the same to Carver," I told the group with complete satisfaction right then, loving the sight of Mark's spunk as it leaked from Carver's booty before Mary plundered it, not to mention Lowell's face as he gulped down Martin's seed. Several more minutes later, while we watched and filmed this anal train, Carver finally emptied his balls into Lowell's bottom and began to soften, which made it possible for his dick to slip out of Lowell's stretched sphincter. Mary looked to me for the signal to withdraw and I nodded. She eased her strap-on out of Carver's used bunghole as each of them stood on their feet again and recovered their posture. It was a good thing that neither of the men involved had virgin asses, because they might have had a much rougher time of it, given the vigor with which Mary had plowed Carver and he in turn had penetrated Lowell. Belle giggled as she zoomed in on the sight of Lowell's gaping asshole, which leaked Carver's cum as it oozed down her brother's thighs. She gave Mary the thumbs-up sign and they high-fived each other as well. "Mary, take a wet washrag and clean Carver's cock with it. Same with that dildo. It needs some cleaning, Shannon. Let's get this equipment ready for the next festivities, so to speak. That's good. Now, every man here needs to recover a little, except Lowell, of course. So, Lowell, I want you to fuck Sally's creamy pussy, take my sloppy seconds. Good thing that she's very lubricated and ready, aren't you, Sally?" I encouraged this act of incestuous delight for our present and future pleasure. Lowell didn't have to be told twice to ramrod his sister and he wasn't gentle, given his mood right then. He had just been taken roughly himself, after all, by Carver and Martin. Then again, Sally's face showed absolute bliss as she felt her elder brother slam her sore pussy with his stiff cock, which by now leaked more than a little precum. Belle made sure to show the best strokes as Lowell moved in and out of their sister's twat. She seemed to adore the idea that she now had two men's cocks in her cunt back to back...one of them her fiancé, the other her sibling. When Kelly started playing with Sally's tits and even sucking on them, Sally lost her self-control and started jerking as well as moaning, her hips moving with incredible energy as she experienced this double stimulation. "Martin, rim Sally's butt while your brother takes her pussy. Yes, that's right. Eat her ass. I want her unable to hold back much longer at all. I want to capture the moment that she loses all restraint, thanks to your tongue, Kelly's lips, and Lowell's dick," I instructed the younger Bottom male. Sally indeed couldn't help herself once Martin added his oral favors to the equation, licking his way along her crack. He even nibbled a little on her buns now and then, which was the final straw. Something about the experience of Martin's teeth, even playfully, on Sally's buttocks made her scream aloud and change color slightly before she came on Lowell's dick. He responded to the feeling of his sister's juices on his cock by shooting out his seed into her cunt. Kelly briefly stuck her tongue inside Sally's mouth as she realized that her sister had just been fucked twice now and clearly embraced her slutty nature, something that Kelly adored about her. "Okay, a break for now. Let's all rest up a bit. Watch some TV. Chit chat. Get to know our neighbor better. He's going to be part of our sex lives from now on, after all. First of all, I see that you have a wedding band, Carver. Does your wife know that you're bi?" I demanded. Bottoms and Buttered Buns "Not yet, but then again, I've cheated on her before. Just not with men. To be frank, I suspect that she's cheated on me, too, but I can't prove it. Still, my suspicions made it easier for me to justify the cheating to myself. Part of me wants to bring her in on this, but she might require some seduction. I wonder if perhaps a honey trap of sorts is possible. Some leverage, if you will, so I can fool around with you guys with impunity. I'd like to be able to add her to this little circle, if you don't mind, but it helps to negotiate from strength, not weakness," Carver grinned with his idea. "I'm all ears. Is your wife as sexy as you, or even hotter?" I wondered. "Here's a picture. Judge for yourself," he produced the photo. There was a true case of ebony beauty if I had ever seen it before. She had long, curly black hair, a dark brown skin that still had slight hints of Cherokee to her face, and an excellent bust that would have any man rising to the occasion. From the look on Carver's face, I could tell that she and he still got it on, too, and that sex was a major factor in their marriage. Her miniskirt showed calves and thighs that I imagined being on full display as she sprawled out on my chaise longue. I would have loved to ram her doggy-style and pull her hair as she lay there and took it from me, my seed pumping out into her pussy as we came together. I wondered how Carver would feel about the idea of mixing our genes together, of adding him and her to the planned womb-sharing situation that was still in flux at this point and was thus flexible enough to include them. I decided to broach the issue. "You know, Carver, my household is a bit unusual, as you can see. The way I plan it, all of the men are going to impregnate all of the women, at least once each, though in whatever order I deem fit. There are and also will be others involved, too, in this...people from outside the family, if you will. As you can see, I'm something of the boss here, of course. So, I have a proposition for you. I want you to add your seed...and your wife's womb, to the mix. I want to knock her up, at least once. I want my brothers here to do so as well. I want you to do the same to all of the women here, at least once each. We might even include our other friends in this inner circle to this. Imagine knocking up a Baptist minister's wife, for instance," I suggested, "of course, you'll have to let him do the same to yours. How would you and your wife possibly feel about that?" Carver was still naked, of course, and so I could see his dick stiffen a little in response to the idea of swapping seed, wombs, etc. I was already semi-hard, having had longer to recover than the other men, but neither of us were ready yet for the next activity. Well, I still didn't know about his wife, but clearly Carver found the idea of these genetic combos more than a little exciting. The complication of interracial breeding gave it an extra taboo thrill, especially in a Southern small town. If nothing else, I reasoned to myself, I was helping this community work toward the day when no one would give a damn about interracial intercourse or marriage, not to mention breaking society free of the chains of monogamy and the gender binary. Every sexually subversive act was a revolution in itself against the Victorian ethos that we inherited from the 19th century's experiment in sexual conformity. "God, yes! Look, here's how I see it. I love and adore my wife. I really do. As she does with me. I can tell. Contrary to popular memes and myths, you can love someone and still cheat on that person. I just think that she is such a highly sexed woman. She has needs, as do I. Those needs include quantity and variety, as do mine. She doesn't cheat on me to impose a double standard, but because she wants to have me...and also have that, I suspect. She's afraid that I'd make her give that up. Well, once she's caught and she can't hide anymore...and once she realizes what I want from this marriage, she'll drop the mask and the pretense of fidelity, any hint of hypocrisy on her part, and be her free, slutty self at last, while encouraging me to enjoy others, both men and women alike. I'm convinced of it. I think that she'll jump at the chance of us both being involved in your little harem," he assured me, now fully hard again. "What's her name?" I asked him now, also stiff as could be. "Candace. But I call her Candy, and it fits. Sometimes, for fun, I call her 'Candy ass' as a play on her given name. She gets a kick out of that. I think that I should mention that she's also my stepsister. My family didn't approve of us getting together, especially given some of the rumors about her paternity, which lead some fools to think that she's really my half-sister. Who knows? As far as we're concerned, though, she's my stepsister, since there is no law against step-siblings getting wed to each other. Candy and I have been married for years now. We had relationships between our several breakups, of course, and we've also fooled around with other people during those relationships. I know that I have and I am convinced that so has she. We certainly cheated on our past boyfriends and girlfriends with each other. It's really like a magnetic thing...we can't break the pull that we each have on the other. It will be best for both of us if I catch her in the act with another man or even woman. We can stop pretending to be faithful and just enjoy our relationship for what it is," Carver related to me. "Do you two...you know, get off on the incest aspect of it?" I wondered. "Hell, yeah! Are you kidding? The fact that she's my stepsister and that at times while on break from college, she'd slip into my bed and we'd fuck like bunnies... damn! This one time, we had each screwed our significant others, bareback, mind you, and she came to me, dripping cum as was I, and I was so horny still that I was able to take her in the garage, with her panties down, her nightie up, and her luscious body bent over Dad's new Grand Marquis, with our partners still in the same house. This other time we fucked in the college laundromat...yes, we went to the same college, and we got caught. The other person just watched us and jerked off onto Candy's panties. She decided not to object, but rather let him keep the black satin pair as a way to buy his silence. It worked, too, of course. No one reported the incident at all," he confessed with a wide grin. "Well, we can talk more about that kind of thing later. For now, grab Sally and fuck her silly. She already has three loads in her and I now have the urge to see every man here cum inside her snatch before moving on to the next woman," I encouraged Carver, who didn't require much urging to seize my fiancée and start taking her furiously...three men already came inside her, after all, but she needed a fourth and fifth load. Sally really showed her enthusiasm for the cock now entering her cunt, moving her hips vigorously to fully receive that rather impressive dick invading her as Carver didn't hesitate to slam her pussy hard with it. It was clear that she was going to be gang-banged that day, though I also had plans to do that to the other women if possible. We all just relaxed and watched the scene that now took place, as Carver went balls deep inside my fiancée. The fact that we were recording it made this whole episode even sexier, especially since we could replay it later for our own amusement. "Kelly, get a good taste of Carver's ass while he fucks Sally. Shannon, rim Sally for your part. I want to see just how nasty and kinky we can make this," I urged the ladies, who both licked their lips at their instructions from me. Kelly didn't hesitate to lick up as much of Mark's cum from Carver's butt-crack as she could manage, naturally. When she slipped in a couple of fingers, Carver really turned into a wild man, drilling Sally mercilessly in response. As for Shannon, she really seemed to crave the taste of Sally's bottom, judging from the enthusiasm with which she devoured her sister's tush. Sally visibly and audibly lost any degree of self-control by now, erupting like a geyser as she squeezed Carver's dick with her pussy walls and milked his seed from his balls. He gasped and grunted as he exploded inside my fiancée, clearly having bottomed out. As the girls looked to me and I nodded for them to stop eating ass, Carver pulled out of Sally's twat, leaving a very nice, creamy trail to ooze down her legs from her sore slit. "Alright, Martin, it's your turn now. Give it to your sister good and hard. No mercy. Pound Sally with everything that you've got. I want her to have every man's load here inside her today, at least once. I want to see some damn good incest here. Don't we all?" I chuckled as Martin indeed invaded Sally from behind before she could stand up, even if she wished to do so. The sight of Martin's buttocks as he reamed Sally's pussy seemed to really turn the others on, from what I could sense in the faces and body language of those of us watching the action. It was only a matter of time before he got his butt banged again, and I preferred that to be sooner rather than later in my mood just then. Still, I wanted it to be a good pegging, not gay action just then. I had a very good idea. "Alright, Kelly, strap on that dildo and thigh harness. I want you to fuck Martin's ass as he slams into Sally. Work that prostate of his. I want to see your sweet buns and hips move as you sodomize him. As nice as his butt is, yours is even sexier," I grinned at Kelly, who winked at me as she slipped on her equipment and lubed up Martin's sphincter for her entry. Martin gasped more than a little as Kelly entered him, but he then resumed slamming Sally with full force. Every stroke once again resulted in three people's pleasure, just as it had earlier. Sally obviously enjoyed it a lot, if nothing else, because she gushed on her brother's dick while, Kelly got off on sticking it to her cousin. I was far from done, however. I saw a definite opportunity and I would not pass it up. Tapping Mark on the shoulder, I pointed to the openings in the back of Kelly's thigh harness, exposing her pussy and ass. "Mark, go ahead and butt-fuck Kelly. I want you to stretch out her sexy bottom...give it to her good. Ram her long and hard," I told Mark, knowing that each thrust that he made would push Kelly into Martin, who in turn would fuck Sally very well. This train certainly had my attention, just as it had Carver's and the others', so none of us noticed the face peering into the window for a while, at least not until its owner tapped on the window and we turn our heads. It was Candy Watson...Carver's sultry wife. Apparently, she had busted him, not the other way around, but she didn't seem to object. Instead, she opened the front door and did something that stunned us all. Candy stripped totally naked and immediately planted her ass on my lap, while my cock grew in size and stiffness in reaction to its contact with her smooth flesh. "Carver, honey, aren't you going to introduce us to our neighbors? Clearly, you were after more than just repairs to the lock. Relax, dear. Did you really think that I was fooled by your whole deacon act? You married your stepsister, baby! You cheated on your girlfriends with me! I cheated on my boyfriends with you! We're no saints, either of us. We're definitely no angels. Think that I haven't read your history and looked at your porn collection, and what a collection that is! Think that I forgot about how hot it was to be watched as you fucked me in that laundromat? Face it, you've known all along that I'm a slut and I always knew that you're a horndog. Think that I didn't notice how much you wanted to screw Mom, looked at her when Dad wasn't watching? I certainly craved Dad for my part. We're kindred spirits, you and I. We think alike. We act alike. We're the perfect match, because we both embrace our promiscuous leanings. Think that I don't know about your interracial fetish? Newsflash! I like white booty, too. Male...and female. Just like you. Yes, I know about the bisexuality, too, honey. You have no secrets from me. So, am I in your little club or not, babe?" Candy blew a kiss to her hubby. "That's...kind of up to George here," Belle explained, speaking up at last. "Yes, but I'm sure he's all for it, right George?" Carver looked at me. "Certainly, but don't forget our deal, Carver," I reminded him. "What deal, baby?" Candy demanded to know. "Dibs on your womb, honey. For all of the men here, possibly more. In return for a chance at knocking up every woman here. Every man here to put a bun in every oven if possible...and not just the ones in the room," I clarified, resulting in a gentle laugh from Candy. "Wow...that is...delicious! But Carver does get to knock me up at least once, too. He's my husband, after all. Not to mention my stepbrother. Still, I'm fertile right now, guys. Who gets to do the honors?" Candy offered. "Me, of course," I chuckled as Candy raised herself slightly and planted her sweet pussy on my stiff cock. Just then, of course, Martin shot his load inside Sally, while Mark emptied his balls in Kelly's ass. I was truly inspired right then and grabbed Carver's dick with my right hand as his wife rode my cock. I pointed to Belle and Mary, chuckling at the idea now in my head. Carver had certainly earned it, hadn't he? He was about to become a fuck toy for the eldest two Bottom ladies. After all, a strap-on was a terrible thing to waste, just like a thigh harness. "Mary, adjust the camcorder and then bend over in front of the TV. Carver, start fucking Mary hard in her pussy for me. Belle, strap it on and get busy nailing Carver's ass. Shannon eat Sally out, while Sally does the same for Kelly. Mark, Martin, suck Lowell's cock right now. He's next up at bat, after all," I directed my lovers, as the camcorder now caught all of us screwing like bunnies. Before long, we had the makings of a full-on orgy, of course. While my own dick was buried far inside Candy's fine cunt, much to her delight...and mine, I couldn't help but think ahead to the rest of my intended debauchery for the day. My cock was going to be very busy, but so would the others. There were at least two possible gang-bangs left to do, not even counting what could happen with Candy...and would happen with her, if it could be helped. After those thoughts, however, the sheer wetness and warmth of her soft snatch drove away all other thoughts from my mind and I became a man possessed with lust...with wild animalistic passion, with primal desire, driving harder and deeper into Candy's core with my every last thrust. My focus on Candy wasn't interrupted until I heard Mary's screams of pleasure, as Carver apparently hit the right spot and made her climax at last. In short order, Carver himself unloaded inside Mary, filling her with his creamy deposit, which was but a dry run for what I intended in the very near future for us. I had made a decision for now, at least. It could be adjusted and serve as the springboard for plans in times to come, but I had dropped all ideas of impregnating Sally this first time around. I wanted Carver to do that job, just as I knocked Candy up. The notion of putting my seed inside another man's wife and having him do the same to my fiancée, on top of the interracial aspect, was just too delightful to abandon or remove from my head. I would still impregnate Kelly and Lowell would do the same to Shannon, naturally, and I fully intended to have the second turn with Sally, but I booked her womb for Carver instead of me as of that moment, right as Candy squealed her release and I shot my cum bareback into her unprotected twat. I pulled Candy up, stood for a moment myself, and looked deep into her eyes as I planted a hungry kiss on her mouth. As we tangled our tongues together, I cupped the cheeks of her ass with my right hand and stroked her breasts with my left. Damn, that was an incredible sensation, as I locked lips with this sexy African-American woman...happily married to another man. I pulled him in and made him give her a kiss as well, my hand exploring his buns as he did so...then I gestured Lowell over with my finger. "Fuck Carver's ass. Candy, suck my cock clean of your juices. Seems that your hubby and I share very good tastes in both sexes, wouldn't you agree?" I grinned as I gave my orders to the newest members of the Bottom family...hopefully, they would appreciate my leadership role, too...as it seemed that they did so far. "What about us?" Mark and Martin asked in unison. "I think that you're both too sore for now, so just let the ladies entertain us. Belle, Mary, Sally, Kelly, and Shannon...form a daisy chain for us to watch. Yes, that's right. Let's see you girls indulge your appetites for each other. Yes, that's very good. After this is lunch, to which I dare say our guests the Watsons are very welcome guests. And then...well, there's a more fun and games to be had, don't you agree? All of it on tape, of course. Yes, smile, Candy...don't forget that we're being recorded now. Now, if you don't want to call me 'Master,' given the history involved, I understand, this being the South and all...but you can at least call me, 'Sir', right? What should I call you, Mrs. Watson?" I declared. "Candy, honey. ...and sometimes, when we're in that kind of mood, call me 'Candy ass.' That's what Carver calls me and he's sharing all of his rights to me, just as you're sharing yours, so why not that one, too? Yeah...'Master' is fine for the Bottoms, but it's loaded with a bit of baggage for Carver and me...but 'Sir'...'Sir' works just fine for me," Candy announced as she kissed each of us men in turn, from me at the top to Martin at the very bottom of the Bottom heap. By now, each of the ladies moaned as Candy joined them on the floor, adding her lips to the others...feasting ravenously on her chosen appetizer for lunch...sweet pussy. Mark and Martin found themselves rubbing each other's cocks, not taking much longer before getting into a 69 position with each other, with Mark on top and Martin, fittingly, on the bottom. Lowell, for his bit, probed longer and deeper within Carver's asshole, hitting the prostate with considerable relish, much to both men's mutual satisfaction. This lasted several minutes until he must have been unable to hold back and he groaned while flooding Carver's bowels with his jizz. At this point, Mark and Martin gave up trying to get hard again, both being sore and in need of a rest, despite their excitement at watching the ladies form a daisy chain that was now a circle. Yes, Candy's pussy was now on the menu as well as those of the Bottom girls, who had seemingly adopted her entirely into the tribe. The camcorder certainly caught more than enough muff diving and other Sapphic action for our viewing pleasure in the near future, including the moment when Belle's tongue landed between Candy's buns and she discovered just where Mrs. Watson got her pet name of "Candy ass." As I personally learned later, she lived up to the name, because her bottom, including her buns as well as her crack was dessert for any meal, it tasted that good. If I poured syrup on it I couldn't have made it sweeter. In any case, Candy was one of six lovely ladies who came very hard now, each in quick succession, as my personal harem explored the delights of Sapphic sex. The action was worthy of any porn flick I had ever seen, so I was very proud to have ordered its filming, naturally. There seemed to be plenty of fun and games for the whole gang, of course. However, it was now time to rest and enjoy some actual food for lunch, to relax and consume some calories to burn later on. From the look of the day so far, it was clear that we would all need it. Bottoms and Buttered Buns As I led my new, big, happy family into the kitchen, I looked at the time...2 pm. Lunch had come rather late indeed, but that was fine. We were in no rush, were we? There was still plenty of time for fucking and plenty of people to fuck in plenty of combinations. The next surprise, however, came when Candy whispered something into Belle's ears and Belle responded before laughing and nodding. I turned to them and gave them both a confused look, so they opted to relieve me of my suspense. "Candy here wants to help cook tonight. She also wanted to do it naked. I told her that is just about how we Bottoms do everything around here half the time, especially since you took over...who needs clothes, right?" Belle winked at me while Candy fondled her ass. "Okay, Candy, Belle, and who else tonight?" I naturally drafted Belle to help guide her around this kitchen. "Mary, of course," Mary spoke in the third person, "by the way, your husband's cock...damn it, Candy...I look forward to when he goes that deep someday and knocks me up." "You seem particularly eager to become a brood mare," I teased her now. "Master, I'll take pride in being your brood mare, your cum slut, your cook, and anything else that you want from me," Mary assured me, following that up with a lip lock, "I've been your slut ever since I first saw your naked body. Don't get me wrong. I love Lowell, I really do. But I'm his sweetheart, not his slut. I am your slut, first and foremost. That's a whole different thing. He and I are close to equals, except that I'm more dominant than he. You and I...we're nowhere close to being equals. I'm your slut. I'm your cum slut. I'm your cock-sucking whore! I'm your brood mare. I'm your butt-slut, too. I'm your porn star. I'm whatever you ask of me...I'm absolutely, totally, and completely your bitch. Have your way with me, any way that you want, anyplace...and anytime. Use me as you see fit. Lowell will always respect and understand that, won't you, honey?" "Hell, yeah!" Lowell chuckled as he stroked himself in reaction to Mary's confession of her subservience to me. "Can we help cook, too?" Sally asked, giving me a pouty look. "We?" I wondered. "Kelly and me," Sally explained. "What about me?" Shannon threw in her own name. "So...all of the ladies tonight. Very good. I like this, but Candy's the head chef tonight," I declared, "I want to see her full potential. Are we clear? No squabbling. Do as she says." "Yes, Master," the ladies...even Candy, surprisingly this time, replied aloud, before she realized what she said and shrugged. Dinner didn't take long to start, or so it seemed...it turned out to be supper, too, given the lateness of the meal and the sheer amount of meat that was cooked by the team of sexy chefs under Candy's leadership. Fried chicken, of course...a real Southern classic. They also made mashed potatoes, even cutting them personally as a team while the chicken fried in the pressure cooker...yeah, Colonel Sanders would be very proud of them, I think. Add to this the green beans, coleslaw, and macaroni salad, and each woman contributed a good deal. While supper waited, we menfolk sat in the living room and drank a couple of beers, before Carver brought out a dime bag and a large bong. He looked at each of us and we nodded, thinking that this would add well to our appetites...though perhaps we should invite the ladies to have a puff of it or two as well, given their hard work. When I voiced this idea, Carver grinned. "Candy doesn't like pot, so I got out of the habit of offering it to girls. By the way, what did you think of her pussy? For that matter, what about her ass?" he laughed as he asked me. "I think that it needs to get a lot of traffic in its very near future...in fact, it has occurred to me that the most obvious solution to this whole issue of breeding is a rather Darwinian one. Let nature take its course. Let natural selection determine breeding each time. So, starting tonight, I'm going to have each of us men fuck the fertile woman in question in turns. That way, also, if we have to tie any woman's tubes, too, no one is really short-changed. We all have a fair shot at impregnating each woman. Besides, imagine how sexy it will be to see the cum drenched pussies and know that any of us might be the father...to see their bellies grow large and realize that we don't know who did the job. For one thing, one of us might be shooting blanks, anyway. This is the fairest option, to give each man a chance of passing on his genes...equally. Let the chips fall where they may, if you will," I chuckled as I proposed this rather unorthodox answer to the conception issue. "And this applies to all involved...even that minister's wife?" Carver raised his eyebrow. "Of course. They can take or leave the deal. I don't leave my friends and family in the lurch," I insisted, causing the Bottom men as well as Carver to clap me on the shoulder in appreciation. "Not to mention that her current unborn is from Dad, as is Mary's. Yeah, they'll be our siblings. Also, in Belle's case, paternity is very much unclear, but it could belong to Mr. Vogel, Martin's English teacher in his senior year. No one is certain who impregnated Mrs. Vogel, either, except that it wasn't Mr. Vogel and it had to be one of four guys...Dad, Mark, Martin, or me," Lowell explained to Carver. "Pity I wasn't involved in that the last time around, but it seems that I'll have another chance," Carver laughed as he smoked... Which was the very moment that the ladies announced, while wearing not a stitch of clothing, not even aprons, that dinner was served. I watched with some amusement as Carver offered it to the ladies and Candy gave him a quizzical look before snatching it from his hands and trying it again. "Seems that your good lady wife likes the cannabis, after all," I teased Carver, breaking the ice and making us all burst into laughter. With that, we all sat down to eat and really dug in, not worrying about prayers or blessings this time around. We were both horny and hungry...and I was well aware, as were the others, that my swimmers were running fast, hot, and straight like torpedoes toward their target...egg cells waiting to be fertilized. I already had a head start, it seemed, but despite this, no one was much worried about that, as this happened before my tentative plans, which I was free to revoke, anyway, just as I had with the others. Perhaps a combination of the two ideas...some predetermined conceptions and some random, would be best, right? In any case, we had a lot of eating to do, and we stuffed ourselves to the full, of course. We had burned many calories that day and so we all badly needed to replace them. Candy's take on fried chicken was especially good, though the mashed potatoes and gravy that were handled largely by Shannon were a real surprise. How did such a small, slender girl come up with such a tasty, greasy, fattening version of brown gravy, anyway? She wasn't a busty, curvy woman like Candy, after all. Belle's coleslaw was a universal favorite, too, though Mary's green beans and Sally's macaroni salad were very nice indeed...but the real shock of all was the dessert: Kelly had made a peach cobbler that anyone would be proud to call their own recipe...and with the ice cream that made it a la mode...it was almost as delicious as Kelly herself...almost. Oh, and of course, after supper, Mark shocked everyone by mixing up a damn good Long Island iced tea for everyone in the pitcher, which left us all refreshed...well, except the two pregnant women, unfortunately. Even they, however, got a virgin twist on the idea, courtesy of Martin, who thought very fast on his feet. We were all soon in a very good mood, and I had definitely noticed that we men had our cocks back at full stiffness. The women smelled of their wetness, too. The sight of so many luscious, naked women...more than enough to excite any man who wasn't totally gay. Hell, the women were just as turned on...by both guys and gals, and I had to admit that the other men weren't so bad-looking, either. It was high time for some more recreational fucking, thank you very much. "Okay, boys and girls, let's set up the camcorder again...this time in the master bedroom. Get some lotions and the belts to the bathrobes ready. I have some plans, folks," I instructed the group, all of whom broke out into wide grins. When their tasks were done, the Bottoms and the Watsons followed me into the master bedroom, where I set down the toys and lotions before turning to Belle. "Get on the bed, on your belly, Belle," I ordered her, to which she replied with a salute. "What now?" Mary spoke up. "Now...Carver, as the guest of honor, you go first. Tie Belle's hands to the bedposts. Yes, that's right. Now, lube her up well with the lotion. Very good. Now, fuck Belle in the ass. Yes...that's good. Ease into her butt, inch by inch. I want to see her ass properly reamed, you see. I bet that she'd enjoy that, too. Wouldn't you, Belle?" I directed them. "Please, Master," Belle whimpered, apparently quite desperate to get her butt ravaged thoroughly by Carver's cock. At first, of course, Belle definitely seemed to be in some pain, which wasn't surprising given the size of Carver's dick and the force with which he increasingly gave it to a very horny Belle. Even in the worst of her agony, however, she begged for more of his cock, clearly enjoying what he did to her in spite of the pain. That was when I turned to Candy due to my latest inspiration. "Your panties, ma'am. I want to gag Belle with them," I demanded of the underwear's owner. "With pleasure, Sir...I do hope that she tastes my juices from when I witnessed part of your little orgy earlier," Candy smiled playfully at me as she turned over her grey silk panties to me and I stuffed them in Belle's mouth. If Belle's pussy gave off a strong scent of excitement and arousal before, the moment that she was gagged, she really began smelling of her ecstasy, while moving her hips shamelessly to cooperate with Carver's dick. Our guest made absolutely sure to ramrod Belle very well with his cock, too, not showing any leniency as he plundered Belle's bowels. If she minded this, she had a very odd way of showing it, with her toes curling due to the sheer impact of the penetration and her back arching as she met Carver's strokes with her own. "Okay, time for some fluff work, ladies. Mary, suck on Carver's balls while he plows the backfield, so to speak," I commanded Mary, who beamed at the prospect of being a fluffer for such a kinky, yet intimate act. Whatever self-restraint Carver still possessed inevitably vanished once Mary had her lips and tongue busy playing with his balls. He shivered, as did Belle, as he unloaded his hot cum into her colon. As he pulled out of her asshole, it gaped rather distinctly for the camera's benefit, while his jizz leaked out of her sphincter toward the bedspread. The sight of that lovely, freckled pair of buttocks, as well as the puckered hole, which seemed irrevocably stretched out, was more than enough to ensure that none of the menfolk went soft anytime soon. That was certainly the case with me, given how much I enjoyed the view of Belle's sweet ass. "Okay, Shannon, wipe Carver's cock clean and then suck him to keep him from going limp just yet," I ordered the youngest Bottom lady, who eagerly went to work on her delightful duty. While Shannon enthusiastically went down on Carver, keeping his foreskin peeled back, I directed the next lucky participant to make use of Belle's mock captivity. I didn't have any doubt in my mind that it was to be Lowell. He would really enjoy going in deep, too, in a bottom already taken and ravished by Carver. Lowell seemed to get off on any kind of intimacy with the African-American stud, which suggested a certain sexual attraction to him. Going in right after him would be a real kick for the ginger-haired locksmith, I was confident. Sure enough, Lowell acted extremely turned-on by the idea of following Carver in his sister's butt, while Mary resumed her ball-sucking duties without having to be told. He didn't last quite as long as Mr. Watson, but he managed to go pretty far inside the sexy redhead before bottoming out and having to do his best not to cum right away. Having Mary's jaws surround his balls didn't help matters there, either. None of us were that surprised when Belle came almost instantly, yet again, due to having her brother's dick buried to the hilt inside her asshole. Despite what must be a distinct familiarity with incest by now, the thrill of fucking their own relatives never seemed to leave the Bottom family, which was perfectly fine with me, as I continued to find that idea most charming and delightful as well. Of course, having one's sister cum while one was engaged in sodomizing her would tend to make any man cum as well...in a hurry, and sure enough, Lowell spent his load deep inside Belle's booty. "Alright, Candy, do the same thing for Lowell that Shannon did and is doing for your husband," I directed Mrs. Watson, grinning ear to ear. "With pleasure, Sir," Candy winked at me as she began cleaning Lowell's dick and then sucking it with gusto. This activity also took place in front of the camcorder, of course, as I didn't want us to miss the sexy moments of fluffing, either, even if it wasn't the main action. After all, there was a reason why having either a sexy, barely legal Southern redneck gal or a drop dead gorgeous black woman in her prime down on their knees sucking one's cock would keep one from going soft just yet. It was incredibly sensual, especially seeing Carver and Candy open up their marriage even more, to the extent that it seemed normal to them to do such kinky things with other people without questioning it, while still getting off on society's expectation that they should refuse to do so. It was then I walked up behind Belle and slid my bareback cock, one thick inch at a time, as far inside her ass as possible, bottoming out with what would be astonishing ease, were her backdoor not already wide open due to the previous two dicks buried inside her, not to mention the slimy discharge of two different men coating her tight anal passage. I had to admit to myself that Belle was very good at milking men with her butt muscles, making it tougher by the minute to resist the urge to cum within her darkest, deepest hole. Her asshole felt truly pleasurable indeed, as my cock slid in and out of it without any resistance now. It wasn't long before I also experienced Belle's unmistakable enjoyment of my penetration, as she moved to cooperate with my every stroke, using her hips to maximum effect. One in my position could not deny that Belle reveled in this activity...she later confessed that she simply adored every aspect and form of sodomy. As Belle became more and more frantic, I now felt Mary's tongue and lips service my balls the same way that they did for Carver and Lowell, resulting in the most predictable outcome. I erupted inside Belle's bottom, adding my own creamy residue to that of the aforementioned gentlemen. As I withdrew from Belle's asshole, I could hear her speaking in a muffled manner through the gag, so I pointed to it and directed Mark to remove it. "What is it that you have to say, Belle?" I asked her, while she looked at me with absolute adulation. "Thank you, Master...I just wanted to say that I have never had better sex in my life, and that I knew that you would keep your word about the gang-bangs. I also hope that the other two guys use my butt as well. I'm in a mood to have it really gaping wide and stretched...maybe it will never return to normal. I hope not, anyway. I would love to have my ass used a lot more often...much more than it used to be," Belle pleaded for more buggery...from the look on her face, I could tell that she was sincere. "Do you like the other side of anal, too?" I wondered. "God, yes! I would die happy if I were sandwiched between one man or woman who was buried up my ass while the other got my strap-on up his or hers," Belle admitted, blushing a bit now, "I love everything about butt sex." "So I see. Well, meanwhile, Kelly, I have need of your hands and your mouth," I ordered my olive-skinned Bottom girl...God, she was delicious. "Anything for you, Master," Kelly swore as she wiped my cock clean and immediately went to her knees to begin sucking my dick with incredible ardor. "Thank you, Kelly, my sweet," I answered, caressing her hair as I turned to Mary, "Gag Belle again." While I relished the delights of having Kelly suck hungrily on my cock, I also enjoyed even more knowing that I would set the agenda here...completely, and the next phase was to be a total surprise. "Sally, strap on that dildo and thigh harness. I want you to fuck Belle's ass with it, keep it from returning to normal just yet," I commanded Sally now. Sally gave me a very naughty gleam as she did as she was told and soon began to ravage Belle's rump...she violated her sister with undisguised pleasure, much to the shock of everyone present. Instead of complaining, however, Belle met her with every push and showed every sign that she actually delighted in being buggered by her own flesh and blood. Since there were no balls to suck this time, Mary started licking Sally's taint and even rimming her ass a little bit. Sally began cumming right along with Belle, each woman ecstatic about what was done to her by someone else, unable to resist the pressure and the pleasure of the acts. "Okay, that's enough of that for now," I finally intervened, telling Mark, "your turn, buddy. Give your fiancée a good reminder of why she's going to marry you, friend. Slam that sexy ass of hers. Give it to her good and hard. Oh, and you go ahead and join in, Martin. Take turns fucking her tush. Let her experience that pulling out and pushing back in repeatedly, see what she thinks of that," I changed tacks. Pretty soon, Mark and Martin were both very much involved in using Belle's asshole, going back and forth between them as she continued to show every indication that she sincerely loved it. Something about the switch-off between the two men, plus the constant withdrawal and re-entry seemed to especially drive Belle wild, and she came so loudly this time that one could hear her screaming through her gag. Whichever one wasn't in Belle was the one who got his balls sucked by Mary in order to keep him from going limp yet. With that, Mark came inside her asshole and Martin rushed his dick back inside her to shoot his load up there as well before it was too late. Naturally, it was left to Mary to fluff for both men, just as she had sucked on their balls, alternating sucking and fondling their cocks after wiping them clean. After the camcorder zoomed in on Belle's ass and the cum leaking from it, I had her gag removed and her restraints taken off as well, at which point she planted a French kiss on me while Kelly continued sucking my dick. She then knelt next to Kelly, with five men's cum still escaping her gaped sphincter onto the floor and simply began giving me head right next to her cousin. I began to stiffen again just a bit, but I still needed to recover for a little bit. Still, it was obvious that the night was far from done. The wink that Candy gave me also made it even clearer, along with the kiss that Sally slipped me to remind me that she was my fiancée, as if I could ever forget...just because we shared each other didn't make me love her any less. If anything, I loved her more than I had ever cared for Ginger...Sally was something very different and very real...and it was about damned time for that. "Okay, intermission, folks. How about some music or games?" I proposed, though my ideas tended to be law, anyway, being head of the household and family. Bottoms and Buttered Buns "Your wish is my command, Master," Mary reinforced that point, of course. "What she said," Candy all but drooled, "Whatever it takes to help you recover, Sir, so you can put another load or so in my pussy. As tempting as anal might be, I want you to knock me up. The more seed you put in me tonight, the better my chances...if that's alright with you, of course." "Works for me," I grinned. "My sentiments exactly. The more I think about it, the hotter it sounds, just like the idea of knocking one of these ladies up myself," Carver laughed, while Mary brought out a deck of cards. "Five card-stud. Joker's wild. Stakes are whatever Master decides," Mary announced. "Stakes are being in charge for the rest of the night...but even if I lose, I resume control at dawn. Losers have to do any sex act that the temporary master or mistress desires, except for hard limits, of course," I surprised them all. "Deal," Carver smiled, so Mary dealt the cards...