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After my romp with Lindsey, I wanted some time to unwind. It was apparently very draining for me to tap into that side of myself. I kept thinking of my sister, sleeping upstairs, still covered in drying cum. And I thought how sore she would be when she woke after having all of her holes so roughly violated.

Bryce and Shyla had been kind enough to help wash me after, and now I was down in my room, lying on the couch watching TV, with Bryce lying on top of me, and Shyla upstairs watching her soaps. I heard mom come home at one point. About fifteen minutes later she came downstairs.

"Bryce, I need to talk with you brother in private." She said her voice had a stern tone behind it. She was obviously in Mother Mode.

Bryce got up and gave me a look that said 'Hope you aren't in trouble', and then she went upstairs, closing the door behind her.

"I just came from Lindsey's room. And I talked to her and Shyla about what you did to Lindsey."

She was mad. Up until now I felt good about it. Justified. And Heck, Lindsey got off on it. But now my brain could see how a mother wouldn't be ok with someone treating her daughter that way.

"Are-are you mad about it?" I said nervously.

"I feel like I should be. And if Lindsey had come home and some other guy had done it I would hunt him down. But I'm not. That's probably what upsets me so much."

I was definitely confused.

"But, really, it's hard to be mad when Lindsey says she has never been happier. I haven't seen my girl smile like that in so long." Her face softened. "Mark, honey, things are so topsey turvey now. You kids are handling it so well, but it hit me while I was out. Knowing that you were going to have sex with Lindsey...it's all so surreal. And then coming home, and seeing her lying in bed like that. I knew I should have been upset or shocked. Instead I was turned on. And then talking to her...her voice raspy from screaming through orgasms..." I could now see her nipples poking against her shirt. She wasn't mad, she was excited. And having a hard time dealing with it.

"We've done so much this last week. And I feel like it's the tip of the iceberg. I'm your mother for God's sake! And right now, it's all I can do not jump on top of you!"

"Is that so bad?" I asked, trying to sound comforting.

"But, I feel like I am losing myself. Who I am."

"Maybe that's just who you thought you were. Heck, aside from Shyla, I think we have all discovered new parts of ourselves. I mean, it wasn't so long ago that I was a shy geek. And that geek is still in me, but now I am also a stud. Bryce is still my sweet little sister. But she has also discovered her sexual side, in a big way. And Lindsey found out that deep down she has always wanted to be dominated and controlled."

"As for you, you are still my amazing, beautiful mother. Who keeps a wonderful home, and is the best cook in the world." She smiled at this. "But now you are also discovering that you love sex and big cocks. And it just so happens that your children are able to give you those things, in spades." I gave her a cocky grin. She just blushed.

I bent over and gave her a big hug and kissed her firmly on the lips. She kissed back, and snaked her tongue into my mouth. Our kissing grew heavier before we were interrupted by Shyla opening the door and shouting down at us.

"MOOOOOM! AUNT NICOLE IS ON THE PHONE!"

My mother broke our kiss and frowned. "We'll finish this later dear." And she headed upstairs.

Now, my aunt Nicole is quite different from my mother. She's the oldest of four sisters, including herself, my mother Danielle, my aunt Ashley, and Aunt April. Much like my sisters, they were all very different. Aunt Nicole lived in Connecticut, in a multi million dollar home. She took the money my grandmother gave all of the sisters and invested it very well, adding a few zeroes to the original amount. Where my mother is shy and sweet and had been pushed around by my dad, Aunt Nicole was forceful and direct. Never putting up with what she didn't like, and moving or destroying anything in her path. And I remember that she didn't seem to think much of men in general. Probably one reason she was single.

She's the kind of woman that is always well made up and put together. She always looks like she just spent 3 hours in a beauty salon. And she was always very formal with all of us, including my mother. Not to say that she was bitchy. Just distant and aloof.

Bryce is the only one of us that was very close to her. Bryce told me that she and Aunt Nicole we actually very similar. Apart from the fact that they didn't inherit the family voluptuous gene (both Bryce and Nicole had slender, tight bodies and apposed to Shyla and Mom's big boobed bodies, with Lindsey being in between the two sets), they were both more along the lines of intellectual sarcastic folks. When she told me, I wondered why Aunt Nicole and I weren't closer, seeing as Bryce and I were so tight. Bryce just shrugged.

I wandered upstairs to see what Aunt Nicole had wanted. Mom was just hanging up, and said in an exasperated way "Apparently we are going to your aunt's...tonight." Mom explained that my aunt had found out about the divorce and insisted, under no uncertain terms that we come visit. First class plane tickets were waiting for us and a limo would be at the airport when we arrived. That sounded so much like my aunt. Part of me wanted to refuse, just because I didn't like being ordered around by someone. But I was also terribly curious to see what the big deal was.

We all packed quickly, Shyla bitching the whole time, and rushed to the airport. Mind you any grumbling we had didn't stand up to treatment on first class. And once my rancor from being ordered out of my house at night wore off, I decided to get frisky. Mom and I had been interrupted earlier. Bryce, mom, and I were sitting in a row, with Bryce by the window and me by the isle. Shyla and Lindsey were in the row in front of us, but it was one of those rows where the seats are inverted, so they faced us.

I placed my hand on mom's leg and started caressing, working higher and towards the inside of her thigh. At first she tried to stop me. Not with much force mind you, but we were in a public (if somewhat empty) place. I resisted her weak attempts to bat my hand away and watched as the prudish part of her brain lost out to the horny sex side. Her eyes closed and her head tilted back as she sighed. I swung the chair arm between up and out of the way and leaned into my mother, kissing her neck. My fingers had worked her skirt up and brushed her panty clad pussy. My face was buried in her neck, sometimes sliding up to nibble or lick her ear, as my hand began to work on her moistening mound. I felt another hand join mine. At first I figured it was mom, but when I looked I saw that it was Bryce. She too had her lips nuzzling mom's neck.

"You guys are making me so horny." Shyla whined across from us. I looked over and Shyla had her hand down her pants, and Lindsey was rubbing her thighs together. I was thinking up some way to include them when Bryce spoke up in a low voice.

"Lindsey, go to the bathroom with Shyla and eat her pussy." Even low, she had a commanding tone. Shyla immediately stood excitement on her face. Lindsey however hesitated. She looked at me for guidance, but Bryce spoke up.

"I said now, slut. And when you're done, come back to me. I want to taste her on you when we kiss." Mom gasped, her uptight side trying to gain control, but I shut it down by working a finger past the folds of her vagina.

Shyla drug Lindsey off to the lavatory as Bryce and I went back to work on mom. I left Bryce's skilled fingers wiggling in mom's pussy, and moved my hand under mom's shirt to grope her breasts. Luckily her bra was a front clasp, so I easily undid it making it a simple matter for me to circle her areola and pull on her nipples.

Mom was having a hard time keeping quiet. She grabbed my head and kissed me deeply, using me to mute a loud moan. After a few minutes of wrestling with my tongue, she turned and grabbed Bryce and kissed her long and hard. Every now and then I heard muffled noises of passion from the bathroom. Lindsey was apparently doing a good job. I had moved my hand down to join Bryce's and mom's hips began to buck and swivel against us. She reached over and grabbed each of us, pulling our heads in hard against her breasts. Her pussy gripped our fingers and gushed over our hands, while mom clenched her teeth to hold back a screech. Bryce and I smiled at each other, our heads jammed against mom's heaving chest. We closed the tiny gap between us and kissed passionately, when I heard a gasp.

Looking up I saw a flight attendant standing there, stunned. Bryce grinned at her, snaked her hand to my pants, and ran it along the length of my enormous cock bulge. When the attendant realized what Bryce was showing her she gasped again before quickly moving away. Bryce just giggled. Luckily mom was too out of it to have noticed the attendant.

A few minutes later Shyla returned, her skin flushed, with Lindsey in tow. The latter's face was still wet with Shyla's juices. She knelt before Bryce and closed her eyes, waiting for her sister's kiss. But to the surprise of all of us, mom bent down first and kissed her before licking off Shyla's cum. She whispered to Lindsey.

"You've been a very good slut. You make mommy proud." Lindsey shivered slightly, as a small orgasm raced through her.

"Go mom!' Shyla cheered. Mom blushed and smiled bashfully and we all laughed. I patted my lap and Lindsey hopped up and we spent the rest of the flight chatting and laughing.

When we touched down, sure enough there was an attractive woman in a suit holding a fancy placard with mom's maiden name on it. Aunt Nicole didn't waste time in kicking dad out of the picture, did she? The driver was practically a stereotype: standing almost at attention, never making eye contact, answering us in quick succinct answers. Aunt Nicole knew what she wanted, and made sure she got it. I also noted that despite the fact that most drivers were male, Aunt Nicole made sure to get a female.

We drove through the hills leading out to Aunt Nicole's mansion. It was fairly late and we were all somewhat rundown from the day's events, so the drive was pretty quiet. Arriving at the enormous white three story building, the driver led us out and began unpacking our luggage as Maria came out to greet us.

Maria had been Aunt Nicole's assistant since I could remember. Just as she had seen us grow from kids to young adults, we had watched her grow from teen to mature woman. She was always a fairly cheery, if somewhat shy person. And she had always taken a keen interest in us kids.

She wore what could be best described as a fancy version of a hotel maid outfit, which kinda made sense since she did a good deal of cleaning and cooking for my aunt, and this house was as big as a hotel. Her dark hair was up in a bun, as it always was while she was on duty. She smiled a toothy smile at us as we reached the door.

As kids, we would all get hugs from her, but she seemed hesitant towards us as young men and women. That didn't last, once Shyla grabbed her in a big hug with each of us waiting in line to give her one.

"Miss Nicole has retired for the night." She said when the hugs were done. "I have your regular rooms ready." She said in a Spanish accent (yes, Spanish, she was originally from Spain).

Whenever we used to visit, we had staked out various rooms that we preferred. Aunt Nicole's house was odd in that each room had a different theme and design. So we had picked out rooms based on that. Well, somewhat. All of us except Bryce. Bryce picked a room next to mine, so we could sneak to each other's rooms and stay up playing card games and talking all night. After the first trip when this happened, Aunt Nicole asked Bryce what other room was her favorite and then had the room next to mine made up that way. Further proof that Bryce was her favorite. And to make the late night 'sneaking' easier, she had a connecting door installed.

My room had a nautical theme. Glass globes in nets, brass diving helmet, lots of wood, low light. The window was a porthole. If felt like being below deck on an old sailing ship. But, like every room in the house, the bed was amazingly comfortable.

I hadn't been in my room more than a minute before the door connecting to Bryce's flew open and she ran into the room naked, tackling me onto the bed. She kissed me passionately.

"God, it seems like forever since I had you all to myself." She said as she broke away and started tugging at my jeans.

"You sure about this? There's no way you won't be able to not scream." I replied. I was being cocky but also concerned that Aunt Nicole or Maria might hear.

"The whole house is sound proof, remember. Ah, there it is!" She exclaimed as my cock came into view, already hardening at the thought of being enveloped by my sister's warm and wet sex.

"I think I have a surprise for you." She said as she lined up my cock with her pussy and lowered herself.

"Fuuuuck." She moaned, sinking all the way to her cervix, leaving only the last couple of inches. But rather than stop or pull back, she continued pushing down. Her face screwed up in concentration and pain. I could feel the pucker of her cervix trying to resist my bulbous head before finally giving way. The last inches of my cock moved inside and my sister's eyes fluttered back into her sockets as a huge wave of juice covered my mammoth dick. My little sister had taken my whole cock! The head was nestled snugly in her womb.

"How did you do that?" I exclaimed. She had already been able to take more than any other woman, and she could deep throat me like no one else could. Now she had taken my whole cock. I could actually see a bulge in her tight little abdomen where the head was. When she recovered, she spoke.

"I've- ohhhh- been --uuuhhh- practicing." She panted. "Of course plastic is NOTHING like your real flesh and blood meat."

"Are you ok?" I said, knowing that the cervix was a sensitive spot for women.

"I just had an orgasm! What do you think doof?" She slapped my chest. I flexed my cock insider her, causing it to expand significantly.

"Not sensitive at all?" I joked.

"Ohhhh. Feels good." She moaned as her insides stretched.

I grabbed her tight ass in my hands and lifted her slowly until my cock left her womb and then eased her back down, letting it pierce her again.

"Oh, shit!" She gasped.

"Still ok?" I teased.

She didn't answer. Instead, she braced her arms on my chest and began dexterously swiveling her hips up and down, just enough to let the head of my cock slide in and out of her womb. I bent my neck, and grasped one of her nipples between my lips. When excited, her nipples were formidable. Looking large on her small firm breasts, and hard enough to cut glass. I sucked greedily and she worked her hips up and down.

I felt her pussy gush and her hands gripped my chest as an orgasm came and went, but she didn't break stride. Another came, and she cried out, but her hips continued to bounce. She must have gone through a dozen of them, her breath coming in gasps from the rapid movement. My chest had red marks from where she had been clawing it.

In one swift motion, I scooped my arms under her legs, grabbed her ass and stood. I quickly moved to the wall, pinning her against it, her legs being thrown over my shoulders. I hammered her into the wall, as we kissed passionately. As her orgasms continued to come, she would scream into my mouth. Our combined juices poured down my balls and thighs, the flow becoming heavier every time she came.

With the long day we had, a quickie would be a good idea. But sex with me was rarely short. Bryce however seemed to have a plan for making this a quickie. A quickie, if you consider fifteen minutes a quickie. She pulled back from our kissing and just started staring at me with those beautiful eyes. It was so sexy and intense. Every now and then an orgasm would wash through her, and she would simply tilt her head slightly and sigh. Her control was so alluring. Watching her own her passion at excitement drove me higher and higher.

Then she whispered to me, eyes locked on mine: "Cum for me now my love." And that was all it took. I was cumming at her command. Wave after wave, blast after blast, directly into her womb. With nowhere to go, since her pussy was stuffed to the brim, my sperm jetted out and began pooling on the floor. I was stunned by the intensity and suddenness of my orgasm. Bryce just continued to look at me with that same sexy intense look until my cock deflated and I lowered her legs to the floor.

"Wow..." It was all I could say or think.

"You are SO my bitch." She giggled, completely changing the mood. I swatted her butt and chased her into the bathroom where we cleaned up. We were both pretty tired, so there was very little sexual contact while we washed. Then I took her to her room and tucked her in, kissing her goodnight before returning to my own room and zonking out for the night.

I woke early the next day, with my room's porthole window casting light directly on my face. I always forgot the first night to cover the window, since it woke me up at the crack of dawn. And I have never been the type that can get back to sleep easily. I knew at the very least Maria would be up, so I could get some breakfast. I headed down to see what she would make.

Even though Aunt Nicole liked her luxuries, she wasn't entirely wasteful. She never used her large dining room, except during formal gatherings. So it was no surprise to see her at the small table in the kitchen while Maria was cooking her breakfast. Upon entering, Maria stiffened visibly. Aunt Nicole simply peaked over her morning newspaper looking at me over the top of the reading glasses perched on the end of her nose. Here I was, disheveled and groggy in my pajama bottoms, while my Aunt looked perfectly put together, her long wavy reddish blonde hair (our family all having one or the other or some mix of the two) cascading down and her silk robe fitting her just right.

"Good morning Mark. I hope you slept well."

"Yes ma'am. But I woke up way earlier than I wanted." I replied wearily.

"You always forget about the porthole. And please, no more 'ma'am's. You are an adult now." I was actually a bit surprised that she remembered the porthole problem. Apparently she took more interest in me than she ever let on.

"So, did you and Bryce have your traditional 'stay up late and play games' night?" Her tone had an edge to it. Like she was being mischievous.

"Um, yeah. Yeah we did." I chuckled as I thought about what Bryce and I had actually gotten up to.

"Still the same games? Or have you learned some new ones?"

"I picked up some new ones in college. They are a lot more exciting."

"Indeed?" She said, arching her eyebrow.

"Yeah, but Bryce is WAY better at them than anyone else I have played with." I was enjoying this play on words.

"I don't doubt that. I have always known that your sister was gifted.""She sure is. And playing with her is a FAR deeper experience than with others."

"Oh, I am quite certain of that. And I am betting that you are able play much longer and harder than anyone else she would possibly find." She emphasized the words 'longer' and 'harder'. Suddenly I was suspicious. Did she know? My mind began to search for clues. If she did know, how did she find out or figure it out. I decided to continue our verbal back and forth and see if it unearthed anything.

"Well, I like to think so." I said, as Aunt Nicole folded her paper, and took her dishes to the sink for Maria to wash. "Our games are definitely energetic. And Bryce wins over and over and over. But I always win in the end."

"I am very pleased to hear that Bryce wins so many times." She said, as she walked up behind me and bent, whispering into my ear. "But in the future, when you win, try and be sure not leave your winnings all over my carpet. Poor Maria had to rush to get it cleaned up while you two showered."

With that she headed out of the kitchen calling back to me: "I have to run some errands for the party later this week. You and your sisters and mother have fun until I get back this afternoon. I think you will find it all very enlightening." And she was gone.

My mind was reeling. How did she know? And now that she said it, I realized that the puddle Bryce and I had left from our vigorous love making was in fact gone when we came from the shower. And now that I thought about it, the room didn't reek of sex either. Maria had actually come in and quickly cleaned. I noticed that Maria hadn't spoken or moved. She was busily washing and rewashing the same dishes.

"Maria?" I said, as I came up behind her. "Did you spy on me and Bryce?" She nodded but didn't turn. I realized that in our passion, someone could have easily come into the room and we would have never noticed.

"I was checking to see if you were settled." She said nervously, still not turning. I moved closer.

"And you told Aunt Nicole?" She nodded again.

"How did she take it?"

"Miss Nicole did not seem surprised. And was quite happy and excited." Her voice trembled. I moved closer still, putting my hands on Maria's hips. She stiffened but didn't move away

"Did it excite you, Maria?" I said into her ear, my voice low and deep. She simply nodded, again.

I pressed against her, my crotch mashing against her firm butt cheeks. I was sure she could feel my cock stirring against her ass. She inhaled sharply and then pushed back against me for a second, before quickly spinning to face me.

"Oh, I am so sorry mister Mark. I cannot. Miss Nicole will not allow it while I am working." She said excitedly, as she looked up at me with her big brown eyes glittering. Her hand moved up my chest, tenderly caressing where Bryce had clawed at me the night before.

"You are now so handsome and manly." She sighed. And then shook her head and pushed me away. "Later. I must do my work. Please tell me you will take me, later."

"Count on it." I grinned at her.

"I look forward to it, very much." She smiled sweetly. "Now, what do you want for breakfast?"

She made a wonderful omelet, which I finished about the time that other family members started trickling downstairs, Shyla of course being the last one. After she had finished cooking, Maria left to go do some cleaning and such. Once gone, I told my ladies what had happened. Mom of course was practically mortified. Her own sister now knew that her children were having sex. By contrast, Shyla high fived Bryce for breaking in our rooms properly. I tried to convince mom that Aunt Nicole actually seemed to have expected it, but she was still upset.

I decided to help get her mind off it, and told her we should visit the stables. Now, I had no intention of riding myself. It had been a long time since I could partake in that. Horse sized equipment also means no actual riding of horses. But it would still be fun watching. I especially looked forward to seeing my various family members bounce up and down as they rode.

I have no idea how many acres my Aunt had, but I knew that she didn't have any neighbors for miles. The stables were so far out we had to take a golf cart. Both Lindsey and Bryce had really gotten into riding when they were young, and had regularly taken lessons, so it was they who got the horses saddled up. Mom, Bryce, and Lindsey rode around the fenced in area, doing various tricks or just casually riding. Shyla and I sat on the fence and watched.

"So, you gonna fuck Aunt Nicole?" She said casually, and out of nowhere.

"I think so...she's being all enigmatic. I also think there is more to it than just adding her to the stable." A gestured to my ladies riding around.

"Ugh. You always did love bad jokes." She smacked me in the arm. "What do you think it is?"

"I wish I knew. I don't know her that well, so she could just be acting dramatic. But she never does anything lightly." We both thought on this silently for a moment.

"Well, I bet it'll be hot, regardless." Shyla decided. I hoped she was right.

The day wore on, and later in the afternoon we were summoned to the main parlor. Aunt Nicole had returned from whatever errands she had been running. She sat us all down on the huge couch, standing before us in her professional looking knee-high skirt suit.

"I am going to ask that you all let me finish and not interrupt." She started. Her voice firm and commanding. It reminded me of Bryce when she was being forceful. We all nodded, and she started in full.

"I think by now, you are all aware of how, shall we say, special our Mark is." Everyone nodded vigorously, making me blush.

"Unlike most of you, I have been waiting for him to finally blossom for a long time. I have known for quite awhile that under our geeky boy, was a stud waiting to get out. Every year watching the bulge of his pants grow larger and larger. Seeing women fawn all over him." She said all of this while watching me intently. I looked around and realized that everyone was looking at me.

"I am sure that you all sensed it too. But, under the guise of morality, you ignored it or dismissed it." Again agreement. "When Bryce called me and told me about my little sister finally leaving her worm of a husband I knew that had all changed."

"Danielle," she said, addressing my mother, "Do you remember when I told you of your husband's infidelity? You told me that you couldn't leave that 'huge penis', I think is how you put it." My mother turned crimson, but nodded slightly. "I remember laughing, knowing that there was a whole world of much bigger and better cocks out there. But I also felt for you. My prim and proper sister was just like the rest of the family: a slave for a big piece of meat." My mother looked shocked. "That's right, Danielle. April, Ashley, and even myself go weak in the knees for cock. The bigger the better. And from what I gather from mom, this has been a long standing issue with the family."

That was all quite a revelation. And I could sort of see it. I mean, my mom was the only one of her sisters to get married. Aunt Ashley never married or even had serious boyfriends, yet she had three daughters. And Aunt April was aggressively sexual. She actually made out with one of her girlfriends in front of us as a family gathering (yes I said girlfriend).

"At any rate, I knew that in order for you to leave that man, you would need to find really big cock. And since you are such a prude, you would never seek it out. I thought on it quite a lot, until something occurred to me. You had a nice big dick growing right under your nose." She looked at me as she said this. "So when Bryce called, I knew you had met a mega cock. And I wondered if this particular cock had just come home from college."

"I asked Bryce some leading questions about her big brother. She was practically gushing about her wonderful Mark, and I knew our closet stud had finally bloomed. And bloomed right into his sister and mother. If his charms could melt his mother, his other sisters wouldn't be far behind." She looked around the room at each of us.

"After Maria told me of Bryce and Mark's hardcore tryst before bed, I knew you were all ready."

"Ready for what?" Shyla asked.

"I said not to interrupt." Snapped my aunt. "Ready to join your Aunt, and find out how she has dealt with her own inner slut." We all looked at her, curiosity evident on our faces.

"In two days, I will be hosting one of my famous parties. A large gathering of friends and acquaintances coming together for one purpose. To fuck until they can't fuck any more. And I plan to introduce them to my sexy family." This was interesting. Not only the idea of some huge orgy, but watching my aunt be so animated and excited. She was normally so reserved, but here she was partially giddy with the thought of involving us all.

My mother spoke up. "I'm not comfortable with this. Being with my family is one thing but with strangers? I can't do that. And these are my babies you are throwing out to your friends!"

"Oh, mom!" Shyla whined, rolling her eyes.

My aunt walked to my mother, took her hand and pulled her into a standing position and kissed her tenderly one the lips. My mother's eyes shot open for a second before slowly closing and giving in to the pleasure. And then my aunt broke the kiss.

"My sweet sister. I don't want to change you. I will certainly not force you or even try and convince you. I would just ask that you allow your children to choose for themselves." Mom just nodded.

"Good. For now though, I suggest we adjourn to my bedroom." She said. Her smile telling exactly what she had in mind. Shyla jumped up excitedly and practically sprinted upstairs.

"Hell yeah! I have been dying for a fuck!" She yelled as she ran. My mom just smiled and took Lindsey's hand and led her to my aunt's room. Aunt Nicole held Bryce and me back.

"Maria told me that what she saw was amazingly intense." She beamed. "So I have no doubt that you are both very hot little fuckers. But I have also noticed a hint of something more. Even sitting here just now, I watched your hands move together, almost automatically. You've always been close. I take it you two have more going on than just sex?"

We both did the equivalent of digging our toes in the dirt bashfully.

"I thought so. Bryce, are you going to be ok with sharing him at my party?"

"I was a bit insecure early on. But he has shown me that how special I am to him. Besides, I think it would be pretty selfish of me to keep him all to myself. Wouldn't be fair to deprive the women of the world of so many wonderful orgasms." She grinned the same kind of mischievous smile my aunt had.

"Excellent choice my deadest niece! Now let's get you two upstairs." She said, grabbing both of our asses.

Aunt Nicole's room was huge, and had one of those enormous round beds. As a kid we had always wondered why she needed so much room. Now we knew why. Shyla had wasted no time, and was already naked on the bed, rubbing herself in anticipation. Mom was slowly undressing, but Lindsey was standing off to the side, looking concerned.

Up till now, I have probably made it sound like I hate Lindsey. I don't. None of us do. The only reason I enjoyed dominating her is because I knew it was what she would like, and would break her of her bitchy attitude. I moved over to her, while undressing, worried about her.

"What's the matter Lind?"

"Mark-" She started, before looking down as I dropped my boxers, my cock bouncing into view. "I mean, master." She remembered my rule. When my cock is out, I am to be called Master.

"I, um, I'm worried about Aunt Nicole's party."

"You don't want go, do you?" I said comfortingly.

"I don't think so. Letting you guys own me is ok. I know you won't hurt me. At least not in a way I won't like." She smiled. "But I don't want to be a slave to just any old people."

"You don't have to go. You can keep mom company."

She beamed at me. I gave her a quick hug and then spanked her hard on the ass. "Now get those clothes off and get on the bed!" Which she quickly did.

Everyone was on the big bed, naked, looking expectantly at me. Except for Aunt Nicole. She stood, authoritatively, still dressed in her silk negligee. It showed off her slim toned body to a T. I could tell she was preparing to direct tonight's activities. I had other ideas. I walked over to her, my cock rising and swelling as I thought of what was to come. I was close enough (though still over a foot apart) that when it reached full length, it nestled in her belly button.

"I know you are used to getting you way with that thing, mister, but not tonight." She said defiantly. I just smirked.

"Yes, I am. And I AM going to get my way tonight. As a matter of fact, right now, you are going to kneel down and stuff your haughty little mouth full of my cock."

I heard someone gasp as Aunt Nicole and I locked stares. I had total confidence. I could just sense her desire. She wanted nothing more than to be filled with my meat. Neither of us blinked for a full minute. She continued to glare at me, doing her best to keep her composure and show me who was in charge. I simply smirked back at her, and flexed my dick, making it bounce up and down against her flat belly. I didn't turn and look, but I could feel the eyes of my sisters and mother glued to us in anticipation.

I saw my Aunt shudder slightly and then she began to slowly kneel, while she took hold of my dick in her delicate hand. Once on her knees, all pretence of control was gone. She immediately began licking and loudly slurping on my mammoth cock. She slid it across her face, and would slap it on her lips. Her eyes would wander back up to mine from time to time with an odd mix of anger and pure lust.

"Don't forget my balls."

"You horse-dicked bastard." She growled at me, before lifting my cock and massaging my nuts with her mouth.

I looked over at my family, and they were all in various states of groping and massaging one another, but their eyes were still on me and Aunt Nicole. They looked at me adoringly, yet at the same time in awe of the pure masculinity that had broken my Aunt's high and mighty ego.

After a while, I stood Aunt Nicole up and led her to the bed. I began ordering everyone around into different positions. I had Aunt Nicole move to the center on all fours and I slowly entered her from behind. Her cunt was tight, and she used her muscles to grip and ungrip me in an almost vice-like way, causing me to moan. She looked back at me, tossing her long hair out of the way with a vengeful look on her face. In response, I grabber her hips and slammed forward, driving her face into the bed, which muffled her scream.

I had Lindsey lie on her back beside me, and told Shyla to plant her own mound against Lindsey's and massage them together and then ordered Bryce to straddle Lindsey's face.

I continued thrusting into Aunt Nicole all the while she moaned and shrieked into the bed. I moved mom around in front of Aunt Nicole and then grabbed a handful of her wavy locks to pull her up only to shove her face down into her own sister's snatch. I stood a bit to allow myself better leverage and began to really pound her hard, causing her to scream into my mother's pussy which made mom in turn throw her head back and moan.

Next to us, Shyla had grabbed one of Lindsey's legs to help pull herself tightly against her sister while forcefully grinding their cunts together. Bryce had a blissful look on her face and she slowly swiveled her pussy against Lindsey's hungry and moaning mouth.

The room was filled with groaning and cries of pleasure mixed with sounds of the sloshing and squirting of various juices, and the occasional *smack* as I slapped my Aunt's ass. Suddenly it was all pierced by the wail of Aunt Nicole as a particularly huge orgasm crashed into her. She threw her head up and arched her back as she screamed through the biggest part. As she came down she turned to me.

"Damn, you horse hung fucker! No man has ever made me cum like that! Keep fucking me with that cock, stud! Fuck me with the biggest cock I have ever felt!" Shyla answered my aunt but cumming hard herself. I pushed Aunt Nicole's head back down between mom's thighs and kept humping.

This went on for some time. Mom would cum, grabbing her sister's head, and pulling it into her cunt hard. Bryce eventually stood from Lindsey's juice covered face and moved to Shyla, standing so that her mound was level with Shyla's face, allowing her to promptly eat Bryce's pussy.

Realizing I had an entire bed full of women that I could fuck, I pulled out of my aunt with a loud *plop*. She looked back at me, disappointed, but my mother shoved her back between her legs and wrapped her thighs around her head. I lay on my back, deciding to see who would jump at the opportunity. Shyla noticed first and practically threw Bryce away to get at me.

"Fuck yeah! `Bout time I got me some of that big dick!" She exclaimed and she quickly shoved her cunt over my cock. "Ooooh, big boy! I am going to fuck the shit out of you!"

She commenced to roughly bucking up and down over my cock. I just lay back and folded my arms under my head and let her work. She continued her normal stream of dirty talk.

"Come on you big dicked sister fucker! Fill me like no one else can! Let me add my cunt juice to Aunt Nicole's!" she screamed, as her tits vigorously flew up and down in front of me.

While laying there, I saw Aunt Nicole get up and lead Bryce to the closet. From it she produced a large dildo with straps on it. I say large, but compared to what these women had already taken from me, it was nothing. Aunt Nicole helped her strap it on, and Bryce strode forward confidently once it was attached. She went to Lindsey, who was just standing there watching me and Shyla and led her to stand over my head.

"Sorry big brother, you'll just have to listen to what I do for a bit." Bryce said, and pushed Lindsey down to straddle my face. As Bryce lowered Lindsey over my face, the world went dark. And I could barely make out sounds, as her thighs closed on my head. For a time, I simply reveled in the feel of Shyla bouncing and cumming on my cock, and the taste of Lindsey as she came on my mouth and tongue over and over.

When Lindsey lost enough strength, she collapsed back and I could see. Beside myself and the much slower moving Shyla, was Bryce using her strap-on to fuck our mother while Aunt Nicole massaged and kissed mom's boobs. Shyla had reached a point where her own orgasms had drained her so that she hardly doing much, so it wasn't difficult to move her off and crawl towards the remaining action.

Bryce was awkwardly humping away at our mother's pussy with her faux dick. This wasn't a motion she had a lot of practice with, so I decided to help her out. I pushed her parallel with mom, and slid into her from behind. I began pumping in and out. On the out stroke, Bryce would pull back from mom, sliding her own 'cock' from mom's cunt. When I slammed back in, Bryce's hips would be forced hard against our mother. In effect, I was fucking them both. They both went crazy.

"Oh, fuck me, my babies! Fuck your momma so good! Oh, god, I'm cumming!!!" Mom wailed.

"Help me fuck her, Mark! Harder! Fuck I'm cuuuuumiiiing!" Bryce shouted back at me.

Aunt Nicole stared at me the whole time. She had a devilish grin as she watched me work. I could almost see her mind working while she thought about the possibilities I would bring to her upcoming party.

Bryce continued to match my fucking, at the same time she was eagerly nursing on my mother's pillowy breasts. Bryce's moans and muffled screams of ecstasy reverberating through mom's tits added even more pleasure to what Bryce and I were already doing.

This whole act had been going on for well over and hour. The room reeked of all of our combined sweat and fuck juices. Holding out for this long meant that my load would be especially huge. I gave mom and sis a few more good cums before a pulled out and stood back, rapidly stroking my immense dick. All of the ladies immediately grouped together awaiting my inevitable blast. Each having a different look on their face and saying or doing different things to help me over the edge.Mom hefted her amazing bust, offering it as a target, a look of complete adoration on her face.

"Shoot that spunk from that horse cock! Drench all of your cock sluts in cum!" Shyla ordered while licking her lips and tugging on her nipples roughly.

"Cover me, master." Lindsey practically whispered before opening her mouth wide and extending her tongue to catch as much as she could.

Aunt Nicole simply continued with her devilish stare. She had yet to see me cum, and I could see her anxiousness in her eyes.

Lastly was Bryce, in the center. She looked at me softly and expectantly. Her face was still flushed from dozens of orgasms, but unlike the others, her eyes were not filled with lust. She was not giving him the powerful look she normally did during their fucking. Instead her eyes shone with love. As my first volley traveled down my shaft she mouthed the words 'I love you'.

The room filled with my thunderous grunts and groans as my cock erupted over my family. Each blast larger than most men's whole load, my massive balls churned and clenched as they unloaded. I kept cumming, making this one of my largest loads by far. I glazed my family, their breasts, faces, tongues, and filling their mouths.

When I was finally done, I slumped to the bed. Through slitted eyes, I could see each of the ladies licking and slurping cum from each other. Exchanging it through deep tongue filled kisses. Just before I passed out, I wondered how it could get any better than this.

didn't get much sleep that night. Mind you, when I did sleep, I slept like the dead. But I kept getting woken up by my various family members sucking on or riding my cock. Not a bad way to wake up, let me tell you, but I was getting pretty worn out. I think the time I woke to Lindsey licking my dick, to which I responded by grabbing her and standing, her mouth full of my cock and my face buried in her pussy as I slammed my hips into her face for 20 minutes finally did me in.

When I woke in the morning, everyone was still asleep, including Bryce who had managed to entwine herself in my arms during the night. Aunt Nicole however, was gone. Despite my long night, I couldn't get back to sleep so I gingerly extracted myself from Bryce and headed downstairs. I could smell breakfast coming from the kitchen, and sure enough there was Aunt Nicole reading the paper and Maria cooking. For the first time in my life I looked at my Aunt and she actually looked a bit disheveled. Mind you, disheveled for her was still very elegant, but I felt kinda proud. I was pretty sure the bout I had with her around 1 AM, where I pinned her legs behind her ears and pounded her until she passed out had something to do with it. She smiled at me, then looked down and her smile grew. It was then that I realized I was naked still. My instinct was to cover up, until my brain reminded me that I had fucked everyone in the house. Well, almost everyone. I decided to rectify that.

I looked at my Aunt and then looked at Maria quickly then back at my Aunt. She knew what I was asking, and nodded, a lewd grin spreading on her face. I silently walked behind Maria, my cock quietly slapping my thighs. I quickly reached around and grabbed her full breasts, and pressed my groin into her ass roughly. Even after a full night, my member began to respond. Maria gasped.

"Mister Mark!" She whispered. "Not now! Your Aunt, she is right here!" Her voice was husky. It was obvious that Maria wished very much that my Aunt was elsewhere.

"I don't think Aunt Nicole will mind." I said, not toning down my voice at all. Maria jumped lightly in my arms, but didn't move away. "Do you have a problem with it Aunt Nicole?"

"Nothing is off limits to my nephew in this house. But Maria is very special to me, so take good care of her." My Aunt replied. Maria turned her head in surprise to see her longtime employer looking at her wickedly.

I wasted no time. I spun my Aunt's stunned maid around and lifted her, and her skirt as I did so, up onto the counter. I grabbed her head and brought her in for a hard sloppy kiss while my other hand ripped away her panties. My member had reached full mast causing the huge head to point at Maria's face. Her eye's went wide as she began to realize the true enormity of the situation. Her eyes stayed glued to my cock as I eased it down and lined it up with her quickly moistening slit. I rubbed it up and down a few times and began to try and stuff it in.

I momentary forgot a lesson I had learned in college. These last few weeks I had been spoiled by my family. The Bradley women seemed to be designed for big dick. So, while still tight for someone as enormous as me, I was able to fit without the effort I used to. The girls back in college had been a different matter. Some couldn't take my cock at all. Others required quite a bit of stretching before hand. So, as I pushed and met resistance, it came back to me that Maria may need a bit of work first.

I looked over at my Aunt who watched intently. She had a knowing smirk on her face that told me that she had anticipated my problem. She casually stood and walked over to us and pulled my cock head up and away from Maria's vagina. She took Maria's hand and placed it on my appendage and then moved her hand down to Maria's pussy and began working her fingers into her. Maria moaned and began to slowly jerk my massive organ. Her movements were inexperienced, and made me think that she hadn't had much time with a man. But her responses to my Aunt's fingers told that this wasn't the first time the two of them had been together.

I wrapped my hand around hers and guided it, showing her how it was done. Her eyes never left my cock. She was in absolute awe of it. A huge dollop of pre-cum oozed from the tip and she gasped. I took her hand and scooped up my copious juices and brought it to her lips. She looked down at it then looked into my eyes. Slowly, her tongue came out and licked. As she tasted it, her eyes closed and she moaned, then she brought her sexy lips down and sucked up what was left.

She went back to jerking up and down my shaft, adding her second hand in the process. I looked down to see that Aunt Nicole had worked in 4 fingers and was slowly trying to push her whole hand. While I was sure she was feeling it, it seemed that Maria was responding more to her masturbating of my rod than my Aunt's manipulations. Her breathing was quickening in time to the speed of her hands flying up and down my shaft. Maria let out a moan as my Aunt's slim hand finally pushed into her. As she worked her hand around, wet noises filled the air and Maria's hands gripped me tightly.

Aunt Nicole eventually pulled her hand free and whispered in my ear. "Be gentle at first, she's not built for you the way the rest of us are, stud." And then she left the room. With my Aunt gone, Maria spoke.

"Please mister Mark. I want it so badly!"

"You sure?" I asked in mock concern. "Once I am in you, you'll be ruined for other men."

"Yes!" She growled, grabbing behind my neck with both hands and pulling me in close. "I want you to ruin me!"

I lined up my cock and began to push. Again I met resistance, but a kept rubbing and pushing. Just from these efforts, Maria began to pant. After a few minutes of this the outside muscles of her pussy finally gave way and I felt the massive head pop in.

"DIOS MIO!" She screamed. I felt a fresh wave of juices cover my cock as her hips pounded up and down in orgasm. I waited for her to come down before I resumed feeding her hungry pussy. I had to work much slower than with my family members. Part of me didn't like it. I liked being able to just slam it home. At the same time, Maria was going nuts, which was a huge turn on. Her pussy was gushing, the muscles contracted constantly. She wrapped her legs around me as best she could as her arms raked my back and she babbled incoherently in Spanish. So it was a decent trade off. I bottomed out with much of my cock still uncovered, but I had been used to that in college. I let her rest and get used to the size for a few minutes, and then I started fucking. Slowly at first, but building steam.

She continued cumming the whole time. The strength in her arms ran out, and she fell back before I caught her and held her up. Spanish continued to flow out of her mouth. The only word I understood was my own name, which was shouted over and over again. Once I finally built some speed, her words changed to shrieks and grunts. I could tell she was already exhausted. Something I didn't miss from college girls was how short they lasted. I could fuck Bryce for over and hour, where as Maria was about to pass out after ten minutes. Her head was now lolling and her body was practically limp. I gave her one last quick series of thrusts, causing a last powerful orgasm which elicited a scream, and she was out. As I laid her gingerly on the counter, clapping came from behind me.

I turned, and there was Bryce, grinning at me as she slowly clapped. She sauntered up to me and threw her arms around my waist, pushing my still hard cock between us, and kissed me sweetly.

"Well, well" She said as we broke our kiss. "My studly brother sure gets around, doesn't he?"

"Better get used to it sis. I plan on fucking a lot more women." I grinned at her slyly.

"Oh, I'm sure. I'll be helping you. It's kind of a turn on to watch. By the way, I can't help but notice that you didn't quite finish." She said, as she put her hand around my steel hard rod.

"Yeah, seems non-family members have a hard time keeping up. Think you could help me out?"

"My pleasure." she purred as she sank to her knees and engulfed my cock in her warm mouth. She easily slid down to the base, working my shaft with her tongue and throat muscles and staring at me with those beautiful eyes. She worked on me languidly, making sure to emphasize how she could take all of me, like no one else in the family could. I leaned back on the counter and enjoyed the sensations her magic mouth caused my cock.

It wasn't long before her sucking became more forceful. I looked down and could see her eyes pleading to me. I smiled as I though that she had been playing it so cool, but her patience had worn off and now she just wanted her brother's hot load filling her belly. I took her sweet face in my hands and began to move my hips against her. Quickly speeding up and fucking her mouth. I reached down and felt her throat, my excitement rising from the feeling of it bulging as my cock slithered up and down, in and out. The pleading in her eyes changed to lust as I fucked. She knew I was trying to move to orgasm as fast as possible to give her what she craved. Her hands began to fondle my balls, and a familiar tingle crept from them and down my shaft.

"Here it comes!" I grunted "Swallow it all, my favorite slut!"

I pulled almost all the way out, knowing she would want to taste every drop, and the first blast surged from my cock. I unloaded jet after jet into her hungry month, and she swallowed it all into her filling belly. When I finally finished, I slumped against the counter as she finished cleaning my dick. She hummed contentedly as she did and stood when she finished.

"You know," she said with a hint of mischief in her voice. "I didn't really do that for you."

"Oh? Then why did you."

"I needed breakfast, and you fucked our cook into a coma."

We both laughed, and then I picked up Maria and gingerly took her to her quarters and laid her on her bed. When I came back to the kitchen, Lindsey and Mom were up and we helped each other make breakfast. We all had fun. Joking and laughing, and tons of playful patting and grabbing (since we were all still naked). The day went on, clothes eventually were put on, we watched TV, played games, Shyla got up around noon. Maria made an amazing lunch. And I must say, I had never seen her so peppy. She was, of course, extra attentive to me, which my siblings teased me about, saying it wasn't fair that I got extra food just because I screwed the maid. To which I responded by saying that an extra huge member gave me an extra huge appetite.

Later in the afternoon, I felt like something was going down. Mom and Aunt Nichole were acting suspicious, and from them it passed to the girls and Maria. I knew something was up. In that past I would have been more suspicious. But now I figured that whatever it was, I would probably enjoy it. As it turned out, however, they were just going shopping. Not something I was interested in, especially as my Aunt babbled about shoes and things. So, they all headed out and I went to my room and watched TV. I kinda just zoned out, even nodded off a few times.

Not sure how long it was after they left, when I was startled out of my vegging by someone clearing their throat in my doorway. Jerking my head in surprise, standing at the threshold of my room, was my globe trotting Grandmother.

"Grandma Candy!" I exclaimed and jumped and ran to her, scooping her into a hug.

Grandma Candy as us kids called her was the Bradley family matriarch. She was a powerful figure amongst the family, but not necessarily a very present one. Apparently, once all of her girls graduated High School, she began to travel and never looked back. Not to say that she wasn't there for her girls, and she certainly took care of them financially, but she came and went like the wind. And that trend continued for her grand kids. She did show up for big events, and random visits, but more often than not, she was globetrotting. Oddly, she wasn't the type to brag about her exploits. She rarely talked about them. Always more interested in the doings of her family.

And here she was, standing in my doorway. She wore some khaki slacks and a top that could do nothing to hide her tremendous assets. Grandma Candy was definitely where the boob gene in the family came from. She made my Mom, Shyla, my Aunt April, and even my cousin Christina look small by comparison. And right now, those mountains were pressed into my chest.

"I'm happy to see you too Mark." She said excitedly as she hugged me back, before pulling me to the bed to sit.

"What brings you back to the states? I had no idea you were coming back."

"You really don't know?" She asked, grinning at me. She had the look I had seen in the eyes of many of my family members, and I suddenly knew why she was here.

"Because of me?"

"Smart boy. Yes, you. When I got a call from someone as prudish as your mother, telling me what an amazing lay her son is, I felt that definitely deserved a flight back home." As she looked into my eyes, I saw lust, but not the uncontrollable lust I was used to.

"So, yes, I came here for you, but not just for your cock." It was shocking to hear that word come from my own Grandmother's mouth. "I also came here to enlighten you a bit."

"About what?"

"Your family. Have you never wondered about why you are the only male?"

"I guess, a little. I never really thought about it much." I hadn't. Especially since I did have a father, unlike my mother, aunts and cousins.

"Well, you are special Mark. Even my great grandmother talked about how there had never been any male Bradley's born. Your silly mother is the first of us to ever actually marry." She said this last part in an exasperated tone. "At any rate, let me tell you a bit about your family history." I nodded, my face showing my obvious interest.

"I am certain you have noticed the obvious family traits. Blond hair like you and me, red hair like Bryce and your Aunts, and in between like your mother." I nodded sagely. "And I am sure you haven't been blind to the fact that we all fall into two body types; slim like your Aunt Nicole and curvy and busty." With that she thrust out her already impressive chest. Then she chuckled as my eyes bugged out.

"But the real constant in our family is our huge sex drive and craving for large dicks."

"Even you?" Despite all that had happened with my family members, I was still somewhat surprised.

"Especially me, dear! There's a reason I never told you kids much about my travels. I've basically been hopping around the world looking for the best sex I could find."

I know I shouldn't have been, but I was taken aback.

"That's right, your old grandmother has been spanning the globe looking for great sex and huge cocks!" I think she was enjoying the shocked look on my face. But she only teased for a second. "Oh, I'm sorry sweetie, I couldn't resist. At any rate, it has been a long stating 'tradition' in our family. As a matter of fact, that is largely where the family fortune came from."

"You mean, our family made all our money from sex?"

"Well, way back they did. And if you think about it, what's so bad about that? Our family loves sex, we are really good at it, so why not have someone pay us for it?" It actually made sense.

"Luckily" she continued "I haven't had to do that. Mind you, plenty of men have spent large amounts of money on me, but that was wining and dining and gifts. But what I am trying to say is that your family is unique. And you are even more unique within our family. A stud born into the midst of all of these highly sexed, and often unsatisfied women." I must have blushed, because she giggled at me.

"I think it's so cute when you get shy. Especially when I think about the things your mother and Aunt have been telling me." She put her hand on my face, gently, to comfort me. "Well, enough being shy. It's time for your old grandma to check out your goods!"

With all of the things I have done with my family, I'm not sure why I was being so shy, but I was. Grandma Candy was having none of it, however.

"Stand up, pants down mister!"

I got to my feet and dropped my pants. The boxers were close behind. My cock hung limp and heavy as my Grandmother got up and knelt before me.

"Very nice." Was all that she said. I was a bit disappointed, as I was used to women swooning over it or having their eyes bug from their sockets. Grandma Candy however, was terribly casual about it. She held it in her hand and moved it around as she examined it. Her delicate touch made sure it didn't stay soft for long. As it slowly rose to the occasion, she continued to gently examine it, but didn't really say anything.

"Very nice, indeed." She said, once it had reached full mast. Again, she read my face and could see the disappointment.

"Sweetie, you have to keep in mind I have seen thousands upon thousands of dicks. Yours isn't the longest or thickest." This did nothing to help my flagging ego. Then she looked up at me and her smile changed to a naughty grin.

"No, not the longest or thickest." She said as she switched her gentle examination to firm strokes. "But considering how long it and thick it is, it is one of the hardest." Her face was very close to my cock. I could feel her hot breath against it as she spoke, her voice changing from sweet to husky.

"So hard! These thick veins, crisscrossing your fat cock...I can't wait to feel them rubbing my insides. And these balls! You must come gallons!" She looked back up at me with a glint it her eye. Had she been toying with me earlier, or was she toying with me now? I didn't really think much on it. Her words were driving all thought from my head as my cock twitched in anticipation.

She ran her mouth along the length of my cock, base to tip, never actually touching. I could feel her hot, moist breath. The thought of what her mouth must feel like caused the head of my dick to ooze a huge dollop of pre-cum. Seeing this, she stuck her tongue out. It was incredibly long and came to a narrow point, which she promptly stuck deep into my cumslit. She wriggled it around, getting as much of my pre-cum as possible, and causing me to moan from the sensation. Once she had cleaned me out, she slowly pulled her tongue back and licked her lips sexily. Then she gently planted her lips on my massive mushroom head, kissing it before slowly working her lips further and deeper.

She engulfed the length of my cock millimeter by millimeter. She was agonizingly yet tantalizingly slow and methodical. Several minutes went by before I felt my cock head reach her throat. Without so much as a pause she continued her slow advance, letting it slide down her throat. Her throat muscles massaged my dick expertly, it was obvious she had done this many times before. With only a couple inches left, she reached her limit, an impressive task to be sure. Her eyes twinkled at me, showing her obvious pride for being able to take so much of my immense member. As slowly as she had worked it in, she worked it back out until the head left her mouth.

"Never had that much of your big dick in a woman's mouth before, have you?" She said, gloating. Little did she know that Bryce could easily take my whole length. Now it was my turn to tease her. I just looked at her, my expression making it obvious that, yes in fact someone had taken more.

"Reeeeally? How much and who? It had better be someone in the family." She was obviously surprised, but didn't seem upset. It sounded more like professional curiosity.

"It is. Bryce. She can take the whole thing. In her mouth and pussy." I know my tone gave away how proud I was of her.

"Of all my girls, innocent little Bryce? I look forward to seeing that."

"Not as much as I look forward to showing you." I grinned.

"I'll bet. But for now, I'm more interested in seeing this thing go into me." She said, standing. I was used to short blow jobs, since most women were so eager to feel me in their cunt. Seems my Grandmother was no exception.

I watched at my Grandmother began removing her clothing. For a woman in her 60's she looked amazing. Heck, she had quite a few 20 year olds beat. Creamy smooth skin, curvy body, and of course her greatest assets: her massive breasts. When they finally came into view, my dick jerked. Still very pretty firm after all these years, capped with good sized areola and hard thick nipples, my mouth began to water.

"Let's go, stud!" She called to me, knocking me out of stupor. She was laying on the bed, with her legs spread, ready and waiting for me to climb on top of her. But I had other ideas.

"I was hoping you could be on top..." I continued to act like a nervous child. Something about the way she held herself, combined with her status as the matron of the family stole my usual sexual confidence.

"Someone wants his grandmother's boobs dangled in his face, doesn't he? Well, I certainly don't have a problem with that!"

I eagerly hopped onto the bed and onto my back, my humongous cock pointing at the ceiling. Grandma Candy stood on the bed and straddled me, crouching slightly as she lined up my pole with her fur lined pussy. She rubbed the head against her dripping lips a few times, and then lowed herself onto me. In one long motion, I sank all the way to her cervix, my massive head lodging squarely against it. She fell forward and moaned.

"Ooooooooh. So very long and thick. My grand-baby has such a wonderful pussy pleaser." Her praise renewed some of my confidence. Moving my head up, I grabbed one of her massive breasts and latched on, sucking gently and rolling her erect nipple with my tongue.

"That's it dear, grandma loves when her breasts get attention." I continued my assault, sucking harder and even chewing on her rubbery teat slightly. She hadn't yet moved on my cock, but I could feel her strong cunt muscles contracting as I manipulated her tits.

"That's it Marky. You have a wonderful mouth. You're making gramma feel SOOOOOO good!" I switched to her other breast, not wanting it to feel left out. At the same time I began to slowly roll my hips, making slow shallow movements in her vagina. This elicited a deep moan from her and a fresh layer of juice coated my cock. My slight motions seemed to prompt her into action, and she began to slowly bounce up and down. Thus far, she had been very good at being patient and going slow. But now that things were in full swing, it seemed she was having a much harder time keeping control. Her bouncing quickly elevated to wild bucking. Pulling forward enough so that just my head was in, then slamming back down as far as she could take me. It reached a point where I could no longer keep my lips planted on her luscious breasts. I let them swing free and they flew wildly above me.

Without her breasts to play with, I decided I wanted a bit more interaction. I pulled her off my cock, eliciting a whine, got out from under her and moved behind her. I teased her pussy for a few minutes, rubbing the head of my cock around her entrance. She wiggled her hips at me, causing her ass to shake. Obviously she didn't want any more teasing, so I grabbed her hips and slammed home without mercy. She exhaled deeply as I drove the air from her lungs. Slowly, I pulled out than slammed in again powerfully. I repeated this over and over. Painfully slow exit, brutally fast entrance. Grandma Candy didn't say anything, just grunted moaned and swayed to my motions.

After about ten minutes of this I changed my slow hammering to full blown fucking. The sudden quick in and out changed my grandmother's grunts into squeals. She began pushing back into me, matching my thrusts.

"Yes, yes, YES! Pound your grandmother's pussy!" She shrieked at me. I pummeled her insides with my huge weapon. Her earlier casual attitude was spurring me on. I was determined to prove what a stud I was. I reached around and mauled her madly wobbling tits as I hammered away.

I then moved low, practically laying on top of her, hunching my hips with short fast strokes. I licked, kissed, and nibbled her neck and ear as she cried out with a rapid series of "Oh, oh, oh, oh" in time with my quick trusts. Her volume began to grow as a really big orgasm approached. She got so loud that the porthole to my room was rattling. Just as she reached her peak, I pulled almost all the way out and then slammed home as hard as I could, while pinching her nipples roughly. She let out an earsplitting wail for over a minute and then collapsed forward as her arms and legs gave out.

I lay on top of her, panting, with my cock still buried deep inside her. I could still feel her pussy muscles milking my cock as her orgasm subsided. And I could feel the wet spot on the bed growing as more and more of our juices drooled out of her.

Eventually I pulled out and rolled her over. I looked at the bedside clock and couldn't believe how long we had been at it. Grandma sure could take a hard fucking. She looked up at me, an adoring look on her face. She wearily raised her hands and cupped my face. She just looked at me, her eyes misty, before pulling me down for a long hug.

"You've made your grandmother feel SOOOO good." She purred into my ear. "Now I want you to give me one more big cum with that womb pounder."

I pulled back and inserted my massive cock into her gooey opening. I slid in slowly, and when I hit bottom my grandmother moaned and wrapped her legs around me and pulled me down on top of her. Slowly and methodically I worked in and out of her, her feet bouncing on my ass. She ran her fingers through my hair and her nails down my back as I kissed her neck. I could feel her thick nipples digging into my chest as our sweaty bodies rubbed together.

"Ooooooh, baaaaaby...how did you know that I wanted a nice slow fuck? God your cock feels so good sliding in and out of me."

"I could just tell." Was all I said. And really that was all I knew. I just had a way to read women.

I continued my slow movements, rolling my hips, changing my speed and depth slightly. She continued to caress me, pulling me in tighter and clawing slightly at my back when she came. "Maaaaaarrrrrk" she would moan into my ear, as she did. I kept with up for quite some time, with her cumming many many times. I began to speed up, bringing her orgasms closer and closer together. She moaned my name louder and louder as I did until she was almost shrieking it. My slow movements were now more forceful. Her toes curled as I pushed her smaller orgasms together to build to one big orgasm. I also let my own orgasm build as I did so.

"YES! YES MARK! Give me a big one! Fuck your grandma's pussy! Make it cum all over that: Huge! Fucking! COCK!" Then I felt her pussy clamp down hard on me as she screamed incoherently. Her hips moved up and down as she came and her copious juices spewed out around my mammoth dick. And I knew I was going to have some deep scratches on my back.

When she finished, I pulled out and straddled her chest. She knew exactly what I wanted, and I was sure I was far from the first guy that wanted it. She grinned wickedly as she scooped her huge tits together and placed my slimy cock between them. I began fucking the deep valley between them, my massive balls dragging along her belly. She pushed her breasts together tightly and began to shimmy them up and down along my length as I worked it in and out.

"Yeah, fuck those titties. You love your grandma's titties don't you Mark. Show me how much you love 'em. Fuck them with that big beautiful cock and them cover me in cum. Drown me in it stud! I know those huge fucking balls have enough to drench me!" She yelled in between sticking her long tongue out and licking the underside of my cock head as it passed.

I loved dirty talk, and coming from my own grandmother was too much for me. I felt the first surge of cum getting ready to fire, so I buried my cock head deep in her cleavage and pressed her meaty tits around it tightly. The first enormous blast spewed out, coming out all along her cleavage due to the pressure. My grandmother tilted her head up and caught the cum that came out of the top along her tongue, while still shimmying her breasts for extra pleasure. Three or four more blasts followed before my grandmother roughly grabbed my firing cannon with both hands and stuffed it in her mouth. She expertly swallowed the remaining dozen or so blasts.

Spent, I leaned back away from her and watched as she purred while she rubbed my initial load into her pillowy breasts. When she finished I rolled next to her and caught my breath. She turned to me and propped her head up on her arm and observed me. Then she finally spoke.

"Mark...that was amazing."

"So, how was it compared to the 'thousands upon thousands of dicks' you've had before?" She giggled.

"I knew that would get you going. Baby, that was easily the best fuck I have ever had."

"Really?" I said, turning to her.

"Marky, I have visited a many many places. I actually found a monastery in China with sex monks. Sex monks! Guys that spend their whole lives fucking to gain enlightenment. And you were better than an orgy with almost a dozen of them.

I rolled back onto my back and grinned up at the ceiling. Grandma Candy's hand reached out and caressed my sweat covered chest.

"I'm not sure what it is. I've had longer. I've had fatter. I've had guys with more technique. But you mix it all together with something intangible. Just feeling you inside of me was better than sex with most of the guys I have been with."

I continued to stare at the ceiling.

"So, now that I have tested you out, as your grandmother, I am ordering you to get out there and share yourself with the rest of your family."

"You order me, huh? Well, I wouldn't want to let my own grandmother down." I said, chuckling. I certainly wasn't going to let her down.The party ended up being a huge success, at least for those of us that participated. For years afterward, Aunt Nicole would tell me about friends that whined and begged to get me back. From time to time I would, but I found that family members were always the best.

We spent the next couple of weeks around Aunt Nicole's. It pretty much encompassed what would become normal for our family get togethers: Normal family fun mixed with lots of fucking. The family also did a wonderful job of giving me and Bryce time alone. It was pretty obvious at this point that we were in love, so they gave us space when they sensed we needed it. Time for dates or just sleeping alone. But Bryce was also great about not keeping me to herself. As a matter of fact she quite enjoyed sharing me. Which is why I shouldn't have been surprised at what she suggested one night. As we lay in my room cuddling she brought something up, out of the blue.

"So, I think we should go out to Aunt Ashley's farm."

"Whoa, where did that come from."

"Oh, come on Mark. You HAVE to have been thinking about the rest of the family." Actually I had, but very little. I had my hands full enough with 7 women already. But I occasionally had thought about what Grandma Candy had said. About me going out and spreading myself to the rest of the family. It was a nice thought. Especially after being reminded time and time again of the limitations of most women in regards to my size and stamina. And, let's face it, my family is hot.

"Apparently you're thinking about it right now." Bryce giggled, and gave my inflating cock a squeeze. "Well, you need to stop. I'm already exhausted from earlier. A girl only has so many holes, and they can only take so much." I chuckled at her, and gave her a quick kiss and then we snuggled together.

"Well, I guess I should come clean. When I said 'I think we should got out to the farm', I meant 'We're leaving for the farm the day after tomorrow'."

"Do I have a say in this?"

"Not really. You'll fuck who I tell you, and like it." We laughed, and I squeezed her tight.

"OK, my dear. To Aunt Ashley's we go."

***

The next day Aunt Nicole had a big feast in our honor. It was weird to me, since it wasn't like we were dropping off the face of the earth. But I guess it would be a few weeks before any of them would see us again. And there was an air of Bryce and I going out into the world together. That was kinda sweet.

I made sure that no one had told my Aunt or Cousins about our new family life. I wanted to see how things unfolded. It was a lot more exciting that way, as opposed to potentially showing up to be greeted at the door by four naked women fighting for my dick. Actually that would have been kind of cool too. So, they knew we were coming, but nothing of our carnal activities.

Anyway...that night we had a LONG family orgy session that no doubt caused many hours of clean up work for poor Maria. But I doubt she would complain considering how much she enjoyed helping make said mess. The next morning everyone helped us pack, said our goodbyes (with mom being particularly tearful). Aunt Nicole had her driver take us to the airport, and off we were from East coast to Midwest.