RIDING HOME FOR CHRISTMAS

Mom poked her curly blonde head around the door of my bedroom and asked "What's wrong honey? You look a little serious."

I looked up from the dictionary across my lap and smiled. "Nothing really. some guy used the word 'priapic' in class yesterday and I didn't really know what it meant, so I'm looking it up in here." I held the dictionary up so she could see.

"Priapic?" her deep brown eyes looked to the left as she thought and her mouth made a kind of lop-sided pucker. "To do with phalluses." she said eventually. "The shape mainly" she continued "or exaggeratedly concerning male sexuality."

"Almost word for word Mom." I smiled "Thanks."

"That's ok honey." she said as her curls disappeared back through the door only to pop back again almost straight away. "Erm honey?" She said.

I looked up again.

"Terry and June will be home about one thirty, Christmas break and all."

I grimaced and clucked like I had a bad taste in my mouth, but not wanting to disappoint Mom I quickly turned that into a smile.

"Oh honey," she said and walked into the room to sit alongside me on the bed. She brushed her fingers through my hair and looked into my eyes. "I know he can be a little... priapic"

I smiled despite myself.

"And I know he's competitive, but that's just how he is. I think he'll be more than a little surprised to see how much you've grown over the last few months" she said as she slipped her hand beneath the book on my lap and cupped my balls in the palm of her hand.

I relaxed contentedly as mom massaged there and remained quite still gazing at her full and very slightly hanging breasts, watching the nipples stiffen as she worked her magic. Soon, the book in my lap began to rise as if of its own accord, both Mom and I knew the real reason.

Mom's voice was a tone deeper than usual when she said "Well honey, I see our friend's strong and ready to go." She indicated with a glance the rising tome now tented on my thighs. "And I notice that you've noticed that I'm enjoying the moment." She shook her shoulders to set her breasts swinging across her chest like twinned pendulums, "Are you ready for a treat?"

I nodded wordlessly and smiled into her eyes as I removed the dictionary from its resting place.

Mom's eyes flicked downwards to rest her glance on my engorged glans and her hand slid upwards letting my balls glide down her fingers which she then wrapped around the shaft of my cock and began stroking eagerly, yet with loving tenderness.

"Well at least there's one thing about Terry coming home that I'm glad of." I said.

"What's that honey?" Mom's eyes flickered between my face and the motion of the foreskin she was manipulating over the head of my prick. "Hmm?"

"I might be able to get a break from servicing four insatiable women while Dad just seems to watch every day."

"Oh Honey." Mom almost crooned. "I'm so sorry Aunt Sophie's been visiting so often and you know that Father's not as young as he once was. Tastes change and excitement comes from different angles as you grow older."

"Not for you Mom or Aunt Sophie neither. And Grandma just gets hornier every day."

"Well I have an idea about that and it may also solve what to get Grandma for the holidays."

"You do? What is it?"

"Well..." began Mom, squeezing my now throbbing erection between her fingers in her excitement. But before she could get another word out my bedroom door was flung open and, speak of the devil, there was Grandma, her silver hair in a coiled bun nestling on the back of her head, her huge breasts resting on her belly, one noticeably shorter but just as full and blue veined as the other, both pointing down at the luxuriant wet-sparkling growth of hair between her soft thighs.

Mom's head whipped around and I saw her shoulders sag a little when she saw who was there, but that didn't stop her rhythmic fingers pulsing a tune from my pink clarinet.

"That goddam awful husband of yours cain't last but a minute and a haf when it comes to loving Clarrissa." She said in a raised voice "and I need me a full eight minutes at least to get me where I wanna go. Good hard action's what I want and your husband just ain't got it in him. Now Terry, he's the boy for me, good and solid for fifteen whole minutes at a time. What you got there?"

Grandma had only just realised that her daughter was stroking hard on her grandson's erection and then a smile spread wide across her wrinkled lips and deepened the lines about her eyes. "Now that's what I call cock." She said as she strode purposefully into the room.

Mom turned back to face me and gave a slight shrug of her shoulders and a rueful grin crossed her delicious mouth as if to apologise.

"It's ok Mom" I assured her as she began to rise from the bed. "No, don't go Mom" I urged her to sit again. By now, Grandma was standing directly in front of me staring hungrily at my cock standing tall in Mom's fist.

"Well?" she said "Am I getting some real dick today or not?" she demanded.

I smiled and looked into my Grandmother's eyes. "I do so like your titties Grandma" I said in a near whisper. I reached forward and took hold of them both, one in the palm of each hand and pulled them towards me, away from the slight swell of her belly. I thumbed the taught nipples and let her breasts fall back to slap noisily on her skin. "And your pussy" I said, glancing once at her face "is an absolute peach of perfection." I put my hand between her thighs and pressed up to hold her labia in the palm of my hand, feeling the long silky hair there tickle my skin. I squeezed gently and we both closed our eyes and sighed together.

My Mom's hand around my cock had slowed to a steady pace while she watched me make love to her mother and the smile on her face was warm and generously happy.

Knowing Grandma had just had Dad's cock in her and the wetness I could feel on my hand I had no hesitation in sliding three fingers straight up into her hairy quim. Grandma gasped as I finger fucked her with the same steady pace that Mom was using on my cock.

* * *

Terry was surprised and also quite glad that the bus was only half full for the ride home across state as he hunched down to touch his knees to the back of the seat in front. His sister June didn't move as he adjusted his position, she slept on unaware of the thoughts riding through her brother's mind brought on by the sight of the girl laid out on the seat opposite.

Terry's view had been slightly obstructed by his sister's sleeping head resting on his shoulder but now that he'd slumped down he could see the girl opposite more clearly and what he could clearly see was that she wasn't wearing panties. The girl had curled up onto her seat and the short skirt she wore had ridden slightly to reveal as she'd squirmed in to a comfortable position, thigh and ass and a wisp of dark hair.

The cell phone in Terry's pocket buzzed, vibrating against his thigh. He let it ring while he peered at the view opposite and the combination of sight and sensation perked his pecker up no end.

"Are you going to answer that or wait til you cream?" June asked in a voice thick with sleep.

He reached into his pocket and got out the phone, sliding it carefully along the length of his now erect penis. He looked at the display and saw the picture of his naked sister Helen.

"Hi Helen"

"You took your time answering bro. Did you cum yet?" The whole family knew about Terry's buzz and always let the call ring for ever before they hung up.

"Not yet, but soon if I'm lucky."

"You were born lucky bro. Interesting prospects there?"

"At least one."

"How so?"

"Well, she's sleeping with her skirt riding high and there's a full moon."

"You're just an old romantic. How soon you gonna be home?"

"Erm... One more stop and then a couple hours more."

"Two hours? I'm dying here bro. I need filling."

"So where's Dad? What about Jimmy?"

"Dad's just quick timed Grandma and she's gone off looking for Jimmy. Besides, you know they don't compare to you."

June was awake now and looking idly around at the few other passengers. She noted the girl opposite and tapped her brother urgently on the shoulder. He looked up and she pointed out the girl there. Terry smiled and nodded.

"Listen Helen, the bus is pulling in to the stop now and I have to use the rest room. Call me later."

"Well you better answer when I do." She hung up.

As Terry edged past his sister she grabbed his upper thigh in both hands and said "Don't you go wasting what you got there." Terry smiled. "Not when I've got prospects like these."

"Terry..." June said "I may be asleep when you get back. I'll take your seat and try not to wake me with all your fumbling."

Terry's smile widened when he understood his sister's dare, so maybe she did know the thoughts that had been riding through her brother's mind as she slept.

* * *

Grandma looked at her daughter and asked "Are you going to let go of that thing so I can stick it where it'll do some good or are you gonna hold on and stick your fingers in too?"

Mom looked at me and made a twirling motion with the finger of her free hand, sh owing me that she wanted her mother to be impaled facing the other way.

Mom was a little flustered and stammered a little in her answer. She knew that her mother liked fisting and we all knew that Mom really enjoyed getting her whole hand inside my sister Helen, but until now Mom had never actually put her hand up Grandma although she had put quite an assortment of other things there.

I broke in to settle the situation. "Grandma.." I said. "Grandma, Mom's gonna just place it for you, stick it in there just how you like it, full bore."

"I can do my own placing thankyou very much. I ain't needed no help from my daughter yet and I ain't planning on starting soon." With that, she began shuffling forward to straddle my lap and reached for the length she required.

I leaned forward and grabbed a hold on Grandma's hanging titties "But I wanted to try something new with you Grandma, see how you like it."

"Something new? Son there ain't nothing new you can show me. I fucked your daddy every which way since he was a might younger'n you and I tried everything -- " She broke off and gave me that stern look that brooked no arguing. She squinted her good eye and said "You ain't planning on sticking that thing in your Grandma's ass are you? Your Grandaddy always wanted ass, he never got none from me, your Momma here gave him that when he wanted it, he never did get mine."

"No Grandma. It's not your ass I want. I'll be having some of that when June gets home." Grandma made a sour face at that. "It's something new for me. It seems like we've never rodeo'd, you and me. I just wanted to watch in the mirror there" I pointed across the bedroom at the dresser mirror facing the bed "I wanted to see your titties swaying and swinging while you rode this dick."

"Well, you might be right at that. Goes deeper in that way, and if I ever needed deep, it's right now. Ok. Clarris, you can point it for me, I'll need both hands to keep my balance, don't do a body no good to be falling over at my age."

Grandma turned around, put her hands to her knees and started lowering herself onto my dick.

Now I was wondering what Mom was up to as she held on tight to my cock, keeping it pointed up towards Grandma waiting for that injection.

"Get a hold of my hips son and help me down." Said Grandma.

Mom nodded in what seemed to be anxious agreement so I took the slight weight of Grandma's backside in my hands still wondering what would happen.

Mom started pushing my dick forward and back so that it tickled Grandma's pussy as she lowered her rear towards me. Then Mom held up her free hand to signal me to hold her there while the head of my cock slipped back and forward through Grandma's pussy hair and the wet folds of her lips. Grandma moaned. Mom worked my dick across the outfolded nub of Grandma's clit. Back and forth, dipping into her wet hole then sliding gently across her clit. Then I noticed that the return stroke was past Grandma's slit and working slowly on each pass towards the puckered hole of her ass. I clenched my hands softly and pulled apart Grandma's ass cheeks when Mom nodded.

Maybe I was going to get Grandma's ass after all. So as Mom pushed my dick forward I pushed Grandma a little higher, when Mom pulled back I lowered Grandma a little more. By now Grandma's ass hole was covered in a mixture of her own pussy juice and my pre-cum and Grandma had begun crooning.

Mom knew Grandma wasn't fond of foreplay, she liked to stick in the dick and ride, but she also knew that with patience, she could bring Grandma off without any penetration at all.

But I spoiled it. I was getting mighty eager to feel my cock in Grandma's ass and let her fall too much. She stopped crooning and almost screeched.

"What the hell are you doing back there girl? I want cock and I want it where it should go, in my slit, not in my ass you dirty bitch. You might like it in your dirt box but your Momma's not taking it in hers"

Before she could carry on cussing out Mom I shook my head and Mom pressed the head of my dick into her mother's hole. I let Grandma fall straight onto my cock and straight up her slit. Grandma's breath woofed out of her as I drove home.

* * *

As Terry walked from the all night rest stop flakes of snow began falling, dusting the sidewalk and staying on his nose and eyelashes. He began singing in an off key tremolo "Raindrops and roses, and whiskers on kittens..."

He was still humming when he took the first step back on to the bus. The driver grinned his large pock-cheeked grin, pushed the fur trim of his Santa hat up to the tightly curled widow's peak atop his head and joined in, with a very pleasant baritone -- "These are a few of my favourite things. When the dog bites, when the bee stings..." The door shushed closed and the air-breaks hissed in counterpoint as he pulled away from the kerb, causing Terry to overbalance and place his hand squarely on the hip of the sleeping girl opposite. The girl just wriggled in her sleep and drove her skirt further up her tanned legs. Then Terry heard a voice from the seat behind where his sister 'slept'. "Now that's what I'm talking about."

In a fit of gentlemanly good nature Terry pulled down the girl's skirt to cover her butt. It didn't seem right that he should be the deliverer of lecherous glances to someone he didn't know. He sat down in his seat rather pleased with his gallantry but when he glanced across to check on his handiwork he saw that the girl was gently scratching an itch on her thigh and when she pulled her arm away managed to draw up her skirt to its former revealing position. He was just about to turn and 'wake' his sister at his side to let her know about the incident when he saw that the girl was peeking across her shoulder. She gave him a broad wink, lifted her skirt to replace it more modestly and in so doing revealed her ass and pussy to good view before she hid it away.

The voice behind muttered a heartfelt "Damn". Then he heard a few low voiced exchanges before the guy behind upped seats and moved across the aisle to sit slightly forward of Terry and his 'sleeping' sister.

"Are we moving?" June asked from her slumber "Wake me when we get to town." And she pinched her brother's arm to remind him of those thoughts he had been entertaining before and which she had read on his face.

The sound of June's voice brought a curious gaze from the guy opposite. Terry looked around and saw that his sister had managed to ride her own skirt up her thighs when settling down for her nap. "Well I do owe him one." Terry thought "and this is the game that sis likes, so..."

"Aww, stay awake and talk to me June. June?" Terry shook his sister's shoulders and pulled down her skirt. If he couldn't wake her then she was game. The guy opposite gave Terry a dirty look, but brightened immediately when June pushed her brother away and sank back to reveal even more thigh beneath her rising skirt and lay back with arms spread to show what little bust she had to best advantage. "Ok then." Terry signaled and June raised her hand to scratch her head and incidentally bring her long blonde curls to cover her face, but more importantly her now opening eyes.

Terry gauged the guy across the way and leaned forward conspiratorially. "Sisters huh? You can't live with 'em and you can't fuck 'em."

The guy kind of laughed and coughed in one and flicked his eyes back. Terry strained to see his companion who was a woman in her late forties Terry guessed and also seemed to be sound asleep.

"Sorry." Terry whispered.

"I don't mind. But the old lady, she's into sex in a big way but really draws the line at that kind of thing."

"Oh. Ok. Sorry."

Then his phone buzzed and Terry pulled it from his pocket.

"Only one ring. You ill? Or busy?"

"Hi Helen. No, no. I was just talking to an interesting kind of guy who I owe a favour to."

"Hmm. Interesting or interested? What kind of favour? Is she sleeping already?"

"The second. Viewing. And Yes."

"Any returns?"

"Well he says his old lady is into sex in a big way, so who knows." Terry questioned the guy by raising his eyebrows. The guy answered with a fluttered hand and an indecisive grimace. "Oh I just mean a look see. Nothing else." The guy nodded enthusiastically.

"Well, I'll leave you to it then. But do hurry back bro. I need you."

"Soon as, sis." He hung up.

The guy leaned across the aisle to Terry. "Are you ok with your sister and all? I mean. Your sister. You know?"

"Oh let me tell you, she wouldn't wake if the bus went over a cliff. And if she doesn't know, she won't complain hm?"

"So who goes first?"

"Well, seeing as how I owe you one for that skirt thing behind..."

The guy glanced back. "Oh. Yeah right. Mike, by the way." He extended his hand. "My name. Mike."

Terry grasped his hand and shook. "Terry. And the lady I'm about to reveal is my sister June."

"Hey. That's what made me look in the first place. That's the old lady's name too. June. And let me tell ya. She's bustin out all over."

Terry managed to turn the groan into a shallow laugh as the guy continued.

"38 double F."

"Sounds like someone I know." They both laughed.

Terry sat back and leaned in towards his sister. "Hm?"

"Mmmmm." She stretched, pushing her chest against the buttoned cotton of her pale pink shirt.

* * *

"You like it like that don't you Grandma?" I said to her back as she strained herself along the pole of my erection. Easy up and slithering down. I pushed in to her back and she arched forward so I could see into the mirror opposite and watch Grandma's titties flapping on her thighs.

""Ooh, like that, Like that. Just like your Daddy. Push it there, push it up there, ain't nothing hurtin' inside your Grandma. Do that."I turned my head to look at Mom. She smiled and took my head in her hands and pressed her warm lips to mine, snaking her tongue inside my mouth as I fucked her mother. After a while she broke of lingeringly and glancing at the window jumped from the bed to stand naked at the window giving me an almost perfect silhouette of her glorious motherly shape with her narrow waist accentuating the broader hips and that beautiful ass sat atop the long silk sheer of her legs.

I began pumping hard into Grandma then she asked in a juddering voice. "What you starin' out the window fer, girl? "

Mom turned into a girlish crouch. "Snow Momma. It's snowing. It's a white Christmas." And then she whirled back to watch the large flakes settle on the pane and window ledge.

"Huh. Snow." Umphed Grandma, fitting each word in between the thrust of my cock into her slit. "Anyone'd -- think -- that -- girl ain't -- seen -- weather beforeooooo. Like that, Like that boy. I -- sure hope -- you ain't fixin' -- to come -- in your -- Grandma -- yet."

Mom turned from the window and walked deliberately across the floor, swaying those hips and swinging those perky nipples at the end of her swelling chest. She stood in front of Grandma then turned to face the mirror. I'd never seen Mom in this sort of mood before because she bent her back, caught hold of her own ankles and kind of fell backwards onto Grandma's face.

"Eat this Momma. Eat me and I'll give you some of what I give your Granddaughter." She offered, her face looking back from between her own legs. "Eat it Momma."

Grandma's tongue flicked deep into her daughter's pussy and I increased the jerking into Grandma making her face and tongue rise and fall, up and down her daughter's ass and cunt.

Then Mom turned again. "Now you're gonna get it, Momma. Jimmy, sit back."

I laid my shoulders to the wall and Grandma began a rocking motion on my engulfed cock. Mom put the flat of her hand on Grandma's chest, between her long titties and slid her fingers down over her belly across the slick wet skin. I propped myself on my elbows to look in the mirror and Mom stepped aside so that I could get a good view. Then Mom knelt one knee on the bed and placed her other hand on the wrinkled skin on the small of Grandma's back.

Mom looked at me with the devil in her blue eyes as she crooked her fingers into Grandma's hairy slit. Then she took a hold and began gyrating the palm of her hand all around. Pressing the flesh of her swollen cunt lips against the nub of her clit. "Fuck her now Jimmy." She ordered. "Just little ones."

I did as she said and felt the strange sensation of hot pussy and greasy knuckles against my cock. Grandma never made a sound. In the mirror I could see her closed eyes and slack jaw and hear her rasping breath. Almost growling with lust.

Mom leant in close to Grandma's ear as she slid the other hand down Grandma's back towards her ass. She whispered: "If you're having this." She gripped her Mothers cunt hard, Grandma growled. "You gotta have this too." She slid the middle finger of her hand into Grandma's ass. Grandma yelped. "And this." Mom whispered as she slipped another finger beside the first. Grandma howled and her old body shuddered and shook, sending ripples cascading down her titties like a flesh avalanche, while I watched in the mirror.

* * *

June watched Mike's hungry eyes through the veil of her white/yellow hair feeling her brother's hot breath on her ear as he peered over her shoulder into the v of her shirt.

"Merry Christmas." Terry whispered while his fingers pushed the first button of her shirt delicately through its fastening. He paused and pulled open the cotton to reveal the freckled flesh of her shallow chest.

June slid a little further down the seat and watched Mike's hooded eyes flicker back and forth between her exposed chest and the just revealed tops of her stockinged legs. She saw him tilt his head slightly and smile as he glimpsed the fastenings which led to her garter belt.

Terry undid the second button and pulled open June's shirt to look inside. He turned his head and raised his brows at Mike. Mike stretched his neck in frustration at what Terry could see but that he couldn't. Hearing Mike's enthusiasm alive in his voice when he reeled off his own wife's bust measurement, Terry knew that his sister's small breasts would be either a big disappointment or that Mike would explode at first sight. He teasingly fumbled with the third button.

June's taught nipples were aching with tension and her panties were damp with expectation.

With the third button open Terry moved his hand to rest in his sister's lap. June almost began to giggle when Mike's face fell at the halt in the proceedings. She moaned very softly in her 'sleep' when she felt Terry's fingers start to pull at the skirt on her legs. Mike's eyes darted down to the new revelation and his hand moved towards the front of his bulging trousers.

Millimetre by careful millimetre Terry hitched up June's skirt, glancing up often to be sure of his audience and trying to gauge the proper speed.

* * *

Downstairs Helen jumped from the sofa when she heard the doorbell ring, she picked up her housecoat to answer the door.

"Aunt Sophie." Said Daddy, playing idly with his erection and vaguely rubbing at the matted hair on his chest. He watched his daughter's ass, vaguely outlined by the housecoat she'd thrown on and began to pull a little harder.

After a short while Helen returned, flinging her housecoat onto the chair and slumping back onto the sofa to watch the TV which showed her brother Terry engaged with her Mom laid across the kitchen table while Daddy fed his cock into her open mouth. This was the part that Helen liked best when she saw herself enter the kitchen and take hold of her brother's hips, mashing her breasts across his broad back and humping his ass with her groin.

"Harvey!" Sophie called as she sashayed across the carpet unbuttoning her blouse along the way. She reached the chair where he sat and grabbed his erection in her fast fist. Sophie glanced up into her brother-in-law's face and chirped "Oh. And Harvey Junior too."

Helen smirked at the well-worn joke. Her Dad said "Har har."

Sophie turned to her niece continuing to open the buttons on her blouse and asked, in an excited girly voice "Is he here yet? Where is he? Is he upstairs humping his Mom, my favourite sister already, before I even get to see it -- him?"

"He's still on the bus. With June. They'll be here about two ayem." Helen said, speaking to her aunt's generous cleavage. She glanced at Daddy and saw that instead of idly playing with his cock he was pulling up and down on it quite hard as he stared at his sister-in-law's skirt clad and ample backside.

Sophie stood with her fingers on the last button of her blouse and a grimace of disappointment on her face. "Oh well." She said and undid the last fastening. Helen watched avidly as Aunt Sophie pulled open her shirt to reveal her silk cupped titties.

Helen's mouth parted slightly and she licked her tongue across her lips.

Aunt Sophie noticed the reaction and squeaked "Oh! Do you like it? I just bought it today. I think it does wonders for my cleavage, don't you? And the silk is absolutely to die for, I love the feeling of it against my nips. Do you like it?"

Helen's fingers snaked unsteadily to her lap where she began rubbing three of them at the very top of her pussy. Circling around and sometimes pressing down and against her pubic bone.

"It's a matching set." Said Sophie as she unzippered her skirt to pull it over her hips. Helen's eyes fell to her aunt's belly where she knew she would see that trail of fine hair plunging down from her navel into her matching knickers. Helen's fingers moved faster.

Sophie leant forward to pull down her skirt and behind her, her brother-in-law leant forward too as he anticipated the silk knickers covering Sophie's fine ass. Harvey's hand moved faster.

* * *

Mom stood up from the bed and licked her fingers. "Ok Momma." She said to Grandma who had only just quit shivering her body from the wrench of her orgasm on my dick and her daughter's hand and fingers.

"Did he come yet?" Grandma said in a quavering tiny voice.

"He ain't come yet Momma. And these days there's only one way to get him there. So unless you want dick in your ass you better move over."

Grandma jumped as if scolded, pulling herself from my still throbbing cock making slap hard against my belly. Mom gasped at the sight. Grandma twirled around, her titties swinging so hard they both crossed over her arm and swung like fleshy pendulums whose spring was winding down. If Mom had got a hold of my dick then I would have shot spunk five feet in the air.

"MY ASS." Grandma shouted. "You raped my ass. You dirty, filthy, cum drunk whore, you raped my ass."

I'd never seen Grandma like this, but before I could even react Mom did something else I'd never seen. She put all the fingers of her hand in Grandma's slit which made the breath Grandma had drawn to carry on her ranting whoosh from her body leaving her to groan.

"And it made you growl." Mom husked throatily.

Grandma stood mute and bent her knees a little as the knuckles of Mom's hand pushed further into the folds of her wet pussy.

"I don't think I can stand here for long if you're going to push that all the way in." Grandma whimpered.

"Oh you'll stand there." Said Mom. "You'll stand there til my little boy says otherwise." Mom looked straight into my eyes and raised an eyebrow. And now I understood. Mom wanted to show both of us who was in charge. Who had the power. Whose ass would be fucked and whose ass was grass. Mom was up Grandma to the wrist now and Grandma wouldn't have it taken away for neither pain nor pleasure.

"Well Jimmy?" she said "Does Grandma get to sit down while I fist her or does she stand and watch while you fuck my ass, with my hand up her cunt?"

"O-Ok" I stammered trying to pluck up the courage to tell this woman what I would like and torn between seeing my Mom make Grandma do her bidding or taking Mom and finally getting my rocks off in her ass. "Ok. Errr... Um..."

* * *

The bus traveled through thickening snow and the temperature slowly fell inside. Mike, the guy opposite, seemed to actually be sweating as his own internal heat rose, fuelled by Terry's show with his sister.

From under her bangs June watched wide eyed as the guy opposite rubbed ever harder at the lump in his jeans. With the hand that was hidden between herself and her brother she pinched Terry's thing and breathing like tiny snore said "ccccckkkk." Terry looked across where the guy squirmed in his seat, rubbing the bulge and frotting his own jeans. Terry leaned across.

"Hey. It's quiet." He looked around like some B movie spy and said "They're all asleep, why don't you just get it out? Give it some air,"

"You wanna see it?" Mike said

Terry paused. Not that he hadn't seen cock before, but he wasn't too sure about leading the guy as though he wanted some. June pinched his thigh. Hard. "Ye -- Yeah. Sure."

Mike looked around and pulled down his zipper then looked around again. He reached inside his shorts and Terry found that he couldn't look away. He actually did want to see the guy's cock. Mike pulled at the bulge which, being hard, was kinda wedged inside, between his groin and his jeans. Terry could see that it was bent double as he pulled and eventually watched it spring from Mike's open zipper, bringing a slick shining trail with it. Terry watched in amazement when the guy laid his fingers under the trailing string and brought it to his mouth. Mike looked up at Terry and smiled, "Waste not, want not." Then he sucked it from his fingers. Terry looked away and turned to his sister to see that she was grinning big time and then licked her lips. Terry Shuddered.

"Hey. Hey er... Terry." Mike whispered urgently. Terry leaned across once more and Mike continued "When this baby explodes it's gonna come big time. Do you wanna watch that? Is that why wanted the old man in the open?"

Terry swallowed. "Sure. Why not."

"Well I ain't gay or nothing you understand?"

"No. No. I'm not into that, in any big way..." he trailed off.

"But I do like to show it off. Ya know? Kinda like the old lady. Exhibitionistic like. It's nice to have an audience. Ya know?"

"Yeah, yeah. I like that too. So does my sister."

"Well as long as we're straight with that. Just showing and all."

Terry turned again to his 'sleeping' sister with backward glances at Mike who now held his cock in his hand and was pulsing his fingers around the head.

Terry held his open hand to June's ubuttoned shirt, like he was the piece of eye candy in a game show, asking Mike which prize he preferred. Mike pointed with his free hand at June's legs and nodded. Terry took hold of the skirt and before he could raise anything at all Mike interrupted.

"Hey.Hey."

Terry leaned across again.

"Listen, when this shoots I'm gonna need a while to clean up, maybe I should show you what my June's got first before you finish up your show. Hm? Come on." He beckoned Terry to the seat forward of his.

* * *

Aunt Sophie was never a full nudist like her sister's family. She thought her butt was too big and that her titties just swung too low to be at all attractive. Despite the fact that her Mom showed no signs of shyness at all and when she visited stalked about the house as naked as the rest and her titties actually reached down to her belly button. It was probably that she was too old to care much about what others thought.

Except for one on one Aunt Sophie kept her treasure as hidden and buoyed up as was possible in her silk underwear. She figured that if the only titties on view were her own then no one could compare them to either her sister or nieces' smaller, younger and definitely unsupported chests. Somehow this was one of Aunt Sophie's quirks that the whole family weren't bothered by. For instance like now. Helen had her eyes fastened to her bosom and looking over her shoulder she could see her brother-in-law pumping his pecker fit to bust.

"Sophie." He called. "A little help here please."

Sophie turned and sauntered across the room to kneel between her brother-in-law's outstretched legs. She stared into his eyes and placed her hands on the arms of the chair. Rising up, she moved forward so that the cleft between her titties was just below the head of Harvey's frantic cock. Harvey's efforts increased as he bent his dick forward, still pulling it as fast as he could he dipped the head again and again and again into and out of the soft crack between Sophie's tits. Each time that the cock end hit the front fastening Harvey gave out an 'oh'

"Shoot Harvey. Make him hurt." Sophie urged.

Harvey's shoulders jerked forward, his chest and belly tightened and he wailed his cum into Sophie's cleavage and throat where it slowly ran down to leave a glistening creak which caught up in a small pond on her titties.

* * *

While she waited for me to stop spluttering and stammering Mom edged her leg across my thigh and keeping her fist inside Grandma who was now doing the rough voiced grunting thing, she took hold of my dick and slid easily down it's length. "Well Honey." She said "Looks like Grandma got her present early this year. Have you guessed yet what you'll be giving her?"

It was hard for me to concentrate on anything, let alone what I would be giving Grandma as I watched her resume fist fucking her Mother and feeling the delicious effect of Mom's pussy grinding on my shaft.

Mom guessed this and said "Well my present to you this year..." and here she looked up from what she was doing to Grandma's pussy to look at her face "My present to you this year is something you always wanted."

Grandma's breathing was getting very laboured now and I felt kinda sorry for her, it made me feel sorry for myself too because now I was going to have Grandma lay down instead of how Mom obviously wanted her to cum, because Grandma's legs were shaking way too much for her to be able to stand there much longer.

But then I realised I was too late as Grandma began growling and saying in that gravelly voice "Bitch. Fuck. Bitch. Dirty bitch. Fucking dirty ass fucked whore." And then Grandma howled and growled her orgasm at her daughter.

* * *

Terry began to stand up out of his seat to move across the aisle and then had thought. He leaned across to his sister and took the hem of her skirt and pulled it up to her hips. June gasped at the surprise and quickly turned the gasp into a restless, sleepy groan. He turned to see Mike's eyes fly open and involuntarily pull at his naked prick.

As Terry took the other seat Mike whispered "Well that was a dirty trick. I nearly shot my bolt." Terry smiled. He knelt on the seat to look over the backrest at Mike's sleeping wife. She was quite a good looking woman, not too fat but not diet skinny either, and the 38 double Fs hung proudly in her chequered skirt.

"Do you wanna git your's out while you watch?" Mike asked.

"Oh. Err. Sure. Why not?"

Terry put his knees on either seat and Mike leaned forward to see through the gap. Fortunately Terry was wearing sweats, more comfortable for long bus rides, and pulled them down in one movement and then pulled out his semi-rigid dick. Mike switched hands on his own cock and then brought his free hand towards the gap in the seat.

"Hey. No hands. Just do the show. Ok?"

Mike slumped back with a sullen look on his face. After a few seconds he reached across and began unfastening the buttons on his wife's shirt and then stopped and looked first at Terry's cock then at Terry's face. "Ya couldn't just lie it there through the middle could ya?"

"Weeellll, I don't know." Terry was almost ready to put it away and go dress his sister but when he looked across at her she was nodding her head, so he took a deep breath and said "Ok then. But no touching."

"No. no touching. But hey you can spunk on her if you'd like that. Aim for her face."

Mike then turned without waiting and unbuttoned his wife's shirt with some haste and not seeming to mind even if he woke her. Terry's dick got harder when he saw the heavy breasts encased in a plain white brassiere. Mike rose up a little from his seat and began to push his hands behind his wife's back which just happened to bring his elbow to within touching distance of Terry's cock. He looked across and glared at his sister with and expression of 'can you believe this' on his face.

Mike meanwhile had somehow managed to get his elbow directly in to contact with Terry's dick and seemed to be having a hard time pushing his hand behind his wife's back because the elbow was sliding back and forth over his exposed end.

Terry sighed and pushed his hips further into the space between and felt Mikes arm rise slowly upwards until the wrist felt hot flesh. Mike stabbed a backward glance and when he saw no protest he laid the palm of his hand over Terry's cock.

Terry wasn't exactly unaware of what was happening but he was now caught up in the fact that Mike's wife June was staring into his eyes. A fact which Mike was unaware of.

"Hell man."

Mike let go and looked up with fear distorting his face.

"Just pull up the damn bra."

Mike smiled and hooked his fingers underneath the cups of his wife's brassiere then pulled upwards to let her 38 double Fs slide down her ribs. Mike was stunned. She had the biggest areolae he had ever seen, covering the whole of the ends of her beautiful mams with very thick and jutting nipples at the ends. Terry looked into her face. She smiled. Mike's hand went back to Terry's cock and his head dipped forward.

Terry slapped Mike's head hard. "You ain't sucking the fucker." He said.

Then Mike's wife's head appeared at the side of his and she said "Well if he ain't, I am." And she slid her mouth around it right up to the back of the seat. Terry reached around with both hands, took the fleshy tits in his fingers and kneeded and rolled them. The feel of mouth around the end and the faux leather on either side of his dick brought Terry to full stretch and he gasped as he felt the build up.

Mike's wife knew the signs and just before he gouted she took away her mouth and Mike pointed Terry's cum at his own face which he caught in his mouth then before the second spurt she had her mouth wrapped around the end once more and drunk the remainder down.

Terry pulled up his sweats and went back to where his sister sat. He looked across to see that Mike was now fucking his wife's throat and nodding eagerly towards June.

June's hands rose from her sides as she shook the hair from her face and then she carefully pulled back her unbuttoned shirt to reveal her small pointed breasts to Mike's gaze. He jerked his body and his wife coughed and swallowed.

* * *

While Grandma sat recovering on the bed Mom was dipping her fingers into Grandma's wet pussy and pushing them into her own ass, lubing herself up for the next part. After a short time she told her mother that she should go rest awhile before Terry and June got home.

"You go have a little lie down." She said. "But just before you go You might wanna see this."

Mom pulled on my shoulder making me lie down with my feet facing Grandma then she hutched herself up across my belly and balancing on one arm took hold of my dick, then after slipping and sliding it through her pussy lips she pushed the end to her ass hole.

Grandma turned her face away and got up from the bed, swinging those big long titties in front of her and walked slowly from the room.

Mom laughed. "Ok Jimmy boy," She said as she got onto all fours. "Give your Mom one in the ass. A good one mind."

I did as she wanted and slid easily into her puckered hole.

"Hard Jimmy. Give me it hard."

I plunged hard and fast into Mom's ass and just as the waves built Mom told me what she would give me for Christmas.

"We got her ready tonight Jimmy, and tomorrow you get Grandma's ass."