FROLICKING FAMILY FUN

Pam Davis let out a soft, breathy sigh. Her son, Shane, was walking through the house in his whitey-tighties again. His lean, muscled body was the picture of youthful sexiness, a tempting sight for any woman, regardless of age or relation.

She watched as he sauntered into the kitchen, barefoot and bare everywhere except for the small piece of cotton that was stretched over his taut ass and covered, but did not hide, his thick piece of meat. He caught her looking and he gave her a satisfied smile. The cheeky young man was proud of his body and reveled in showing it off. Not that the mother of two truly minded.

On his eighteenth birthday Pam had bought him dirty magazines from the liquor store. The kind that were plastic wrapped and hid all but the title, the rest behind a colored section of the wrapper. One was filled with busty women. What boy didn't like big boobs? The second was something that had the word MILF in it. She knew what that meant and a part of her hoped Shane would get a thrill out of it. The last had been the one that had made her heart race. She hoped that the last one was his favorite.

When she got them home, she had opened the packages and had leafed through them. She breezed through the one dedicated to women with larger than life tits. While she had to admit the photography was flattering, it did little for her.

She thumbed through the MILF magazine more slowly, enjoying the contrast in ages between the women and the men they were fucking. The women still had impossibly sexy figures with huge tits and small waists, fat, pouty lips and long tongues in their always open mouths. The young men worshiped the women, their faces buried in their bald beavers before they were pounding hard, veiny cocks into them. Pam enjoyed the reaction from her pussy.

The last was a magazine simply called Incest. Out of the package, the cover depicted a woman on a bed with her legs spread and a younger man with his hard prick sliding into her hair rimmed slit. In large pink letters read, "Heather can't get enough of her son's cock." Other teasers on the cover included, "How to seduce your mom", "Daddy's girl learns to suck," and "Family time is best when everyone is naked."

Before she gave them to her son, Pam had spent a day rubbing her pussy raw reading the incest magazine. The stories of mothers and sons, fathers and daughters, brothers and sisters, aunts and nephews, they had thrilled her in a way she had not felt in such a long time. The taboo nature of incest had ignited a fire in her pussy and she loved the excitement of wondering if her son might feel the same way. She wondered if he could smell the scent of her pussy that had stained her fingers she used to turn the pages.

Two days after she gave him the magazines, things changed. Shane made some drastic changes that Pam had not expected. He no longer closed his bedroom door, ever. Doing homework, changing clothes, or masturbating in his bed, he didn't care who saw. And Shane never showed an ounce of embarrassment. The dirty magazines were left out in the open, right on top of his night stand.

Pam had read the advice column on how a guy could seduce his mother and everything her son was doing was straight from that article. To watch him parade around the house in just his underwear, usually sporting a tempting erection, just as the author had written, thrilled her. He gave her long hugs and pressed his cock against her at every opportunity.

Pam followed the snippet of advice that was for mother's who wanted to encourage their son's attention. She wore loose tops and bras that pushed her girls up. Today Pam had chosen a cupless bra so that her stiff nipples could be seen through her shirt, and he could see all of her if she leaned over in front of him. She also put on a pair of cut off shorts that hugged her motherly bottom tightly.

The two had been playing a dangerous game of flirtation, each one wondering when the other was going to break. The excitement of illicit desire, the taboo of incest had fueled Pam's libido, as well as her son's.

Because of the supercharged sexual atmosphere, Pam had been fucking her husband, Dale, senseless each night. She did nothing to restrain her loud moans, knowing full well that her son could hear the thumping bed and her cries of passion. She had begun role playing with her husband, alternating between pretending to be his daughter and his mother. Taking a cue from her son, she chose not to close the bedroom door, either while changing or fucking her husband. Two could play that game!

Caught in the crossfire of all of this was not only her husband Dale, but her daughter, Stephanie. Two years older than Shane, she attended the local junior college and was a late bloomer. In high school she had been a wallflower, not at all popular like her sibling, and had few dates. She never had a boyfriend or any romantic relationships. Pam worried that her daughter was sexually naive and wondered if she could help her.

Stephanie was scandalized by her brother's antics at first, but she quickly became used to his brazen actions and openly admired his sexy body. One day Pam watched from her bedroom as Steph stood at Shane's bedroom door while he masturbated. She could see the reaction her daughter was having at the sight of a handsome, sexy young man as he pleasured himself. When Shane had finished Stephanie disappeared into her own bedroom, shutting and locking the door behind her. It was obvious that she needed some relief of her own.

"Hey mom," Shane said, his voice filled with concern. "Can I ask you to look at something? I'm worried I might have hurt myself."

"Sure, baby," Pam answered, taking a sip of her coffee. "What is it?"

"Well, you know I've been jerking off a lot lately and the last time I did it, it kind of hurt." He took her by the hand and led her into the living room. He motioned for her to sit down as he stood in front of her. With him standing over her, she knew he could look down her top and her nipples grew stiff as she watched him steal a long peek.

Then he cleared his head and he pushed the waistband of his underwear down and out sprang his fleshy rod. "See? Right here? It's like I've rubbed it raw."

Pam swallowed hard, suddenly her face only inches away from her son's impressive member. He pointed to a portion of his cock just below the mushroom head where it was indeed red and inflamed. She saw the spot he pointed to, but she also took a long look at the rest of him. Veins ran along the surface, marring the otherwise smooth flesh. The mushroom head was wide and tapered. He truly had a pussy pleaser and her's was coming awake quickly.

"Have you been using lube?" she asked, trying to wet her dry lips.

"Oh, no," Shane said. "Should I be?"

"Well yes, baby. I mean, it wouldn't feel very good if you were fucking a dry pussy, would it? You need lube to make it feel better and so it doesn't get hurt this way."

"What should I use mom?" he asked, not bothering to cover himself.

Pam sat there, gazing at his big dick. It was limp at first but it was starting to lengthen and harden right in front of her eyes. "There are lots of things we can buy, but in the meantime you could just use spit." Her chest was growing tight and her breasts seemed to swell even larger. She felt that familiar tingle between her legs and she was already damp.

"You think that would work, mom?" By now Shane's cock was standing upright. He had a slight curve that made his prick resemble a banana. Pam imagined how it would hit her g-spot just right. "How would I do that?" He was being deliberately obtuse, using any excuse to prolong the conversation and expose himself to her for a longer period of time.

She knew he was baiting her, trying to get her to touch him. As much as she wanted it, and her pussy was literally weeping for her to do so, she held back. Things had progressed so quickly and she hadn't had a chance to discuss with Dale where the boundaries were drawn. Fighting back the urge to jump her son's bones, she took his hand and drooled into it.

"There, now try," she said. Her mind melted as Shane took hold of himself, the squishy sound of her spit lubricating his masturbation was music to her ears. "Isn't that better?"

"Oh god yes, mom. It feels a thousand times better. I bet it would be even better if you did it for me."

"I'm sure it would baby, but mommy can't do that right now, I'm married and your father might get upset."

"Are you saying you would have to ask dad first?"

Pam was groping her breast, her hand sliding into the loose shirt she wore. She pinched her nipple and squeezed her thighs together. Damn, she needed to do something, she was on fire.

"Yes, baby," she breathed. "I have to discuss this with him first, but right now I need to touch myself. I can do that anywhere I want in my own home," she declared. It wasn't clear if she was telling her son or herself. "It's not my fault if my scoundrel of a sexy and horny son watches me masturbate."

She scooted further along the couch, bringing her legs up onto the cushion. With shaking hands she unsnapped her denim shorts and pushed them down to her ankles. Shane gasped in awe at the sight of her black lace panties and his eyes widened in surprise when she spread her legs and he saw that they were crotchless. Pam pulled at the shirt and pulled it open, revealing her hefty orbs cradled in the black bra.

"Stroke yourself, Shane," she breathed. "Stroke that magnificent cock, show mommy how you make yourself cum. I want to watch you cum as I do the same to my pussy."

Shane moved closer, standing over her as he moved his hand up and down his slick rod. He stopped for a moment and held his open palm near her face. Pam gave him another dollop of her spit and he quickly smeared that into his inflamed cock. She stabbed at her cunt with two fingers wildly, the wet sound loud in her ears. She could smell him, the scent of his sweat and her cunt mixed in the air, making a heady perfume.

"That's it baby," Pam encouraged. "Oh god, you are so hot baby, momma thinks you are the sexiest boy alive."

"You are the hottest mom in the world," Shane groaned, his eyes darting between her swollen tits and her exposed cunt. "I love your hairy cunt, mom. I'd love to lick it, to taste your pussy and have you cum all over my tongue."

Pam got goosebumps at his sexy words, her pussy clamping down on her fingers in a mini-cum. It was the first tremors of a giant earthquake to come, she knew. Her boy wanted to taste her, so she pulled her fingers out of her slippery box and held them up. Shane immediately leaned over and sucked them ravenously, his tongue drawing in every atom of her essence. His eyes closed and he groaned loudly, making Pam's pussy gush again, soaking her bottom and the cushion below her.

"Oh mom," Shane moaned, his voice trembling. "I'm going to cum, mom. I can't help it, I gotta cum, I need it so badly."

"Do it, baby! Cum for me! Cum all over me! Give mommy your seed, spray it all over me. Cover your mother's tits with your hot spunk!"

Shane stared down at her, his face in a contorted mask of ecstasy as he worked himself towards his release. The intensity of his eyes made Pam feel small and vulnerable as his hand was a blur on his meaty cock.

With a howl, he came. She felt the spray on her face, her tummy, her tits. He glazed her body with his boy juice, painting her with his lust. The fingers of one hand were strumming her clit while the other had three fingers jammed into her spasming cunt.

"Oh baby," Pam cried, straining to keep her eyes open so she could watch him watch her. "Mommy's coming baby, mommy's coming!" The pleasure was too intense and she was forced to scrunch her eyes closed as she exploded in ecstatic delirium.

She pulled her hands away from her super sensitive flesh. Laying on the couch, Pam's body jerked as small aftershocks rolled through her, drawing soft moans. She reached out and touched Shane's leg lightly, needing the physical connection after what they had shared. She wanted more, needed more and she hoped that her husband would be understanding.

Shane stood over her, panting and beads of sweat on his skin. The smell of sweat and cum was thick in the air now and Pam reveled in it. She loved the smell of sex, it always made her want to go another round. She'd have to wait for Dale to come home, if she tempted fate anymore today she would certainly fuck her son.

"Go get cleaned up," she said. Shane nodded and then with one last long look at her, he left her a puddled mess on the couch.

Ch. 2 - Desires

She had watched her mother and brother as they masturbated in front of one another in the living room. Stephanie had gotten so hot herself, she couldn't resist putting her hand between her legs and rub her little pussy through her shorts. Her eyes had been glued to her brother's long prick.

She'd never seen a boy's privates in person before Shane had stopped closing his door. When she knew he was touching himself, she made up excuses to go by his room, glancing in each time. The excitement she felt kept growing and she found herself in a constant state of arousal. Her nipples were hard all of the time and her pussy was slick. Shane liked that she looked at him and he invited her to watch, instead of just stealing peeks.

"It's okay for you to watch, sis," he said, smiling at her. His blond hair and cute face had made him popular with all of the kids at school, especially the girls. He stroked himself slowly, drawing out the pleasure he was feeling. She could see the tip of his member was glistening and when a large drop would form, Shane would swipe his thumb over it and work it into his skin.

Stephanie knew Shane liked it when she watched him touch himself. He gave her lusty looks and if she could only get over the fact that he was her brother, she would let him do anything he wanted to her. Heck, she'd let almost any boy do things to her.

She'd been painfully shy in high school and had never felt that she was very pretty. Now that she was in college, not much had changed. She had hoped that she would have found a boyfriend by now, but no one seemed interested in her.

Sexually inexperienced, the virgin had rarely touched herself before Shane turned eighteen. Since he became this wild exhibitionist and teasing her and their mother by only wearing his underwear around the house, she had been jilling off quite regularly. Seeing his sexy body and his dick had made her pussy quiver. She longed to touch him, to see what it felt like to hold a hard prick and to stroke it. It looked so hot, but she was afraid to ask him or what her parents might say if they found out.

Their mother had changed as well, Stephanie noticed. Pam was dressing provocatively, her motherly bosom spilling out of every top she wore and her leggings pulled up so high she was showing camel toe all of the time. Her parents sex life turned into an exhibitionist act. More than once she heard her mother loudly say lewd things involving mothers and sons as well as dads and daughters. The twenty year old coed had to admit the thought of her father pretending he was having sex with her had given her a delicious thrill. Stephanie kept her hope that he would want her in that way a deep secret.

Her sexual curiosity had been ignited and she needed more fuel for her imagination. Remembering the magazines her brother had in his room, she wanted to sneak one out. She'd seen him looking through them as he lay naked, propped up on one arm on his bed. He'd turn the page and give himself slow strokes until he turned to the next. There was one in particular she had seen him look through the most and she was dying to see it for herself.

After Shane and mom's episode in the living room, her brother had gone to take a shower. With the sound of the water running she went into his room and she found the one she was looking for. In thick pink letters with a star over the 'i', Incest was emblazoned across the top. Immediately she was excited, her breasts swelling up and her nipples popping up to salute like good soldiers. She snatched the magazine and raced to her room.

Behind her closed and locked bedroom door, she fell onto her bed and stared at the cover. The upper right corner was sticky and Stephanie knew it must have been her brother's semen. She wiped it off and then brought her fingers to her nose. Taking a test sniff, she inhaled the scent. It was the same aroma she noticed wafting from his room. Sticking her tongue out, she took a tentative lick, but it didn't taste like much.

She opened the magazine and was immediately struck by all of the hot models, naked and touching themselves or someone else that was supposed to be a sister, brother, father or mother. Even the advertisements were filled with naked models posing in sexy ways and engaged in sexual acts.

There were girls that resembled her body type, budding breasts that hadn't quite filled out completely yet, wholesome faces, and small, cute asses. One model even had braces, which made her look extremely young. One girl had dirty blond hair that was curled just like her own. Seeing someone that resembled her and her figure was empowering and she felt a surge of confidence.

With each page she was getting hotter and hotter. Her poor neglected pussy was practically boiling. She set the magazine down and stripped completely before picking it up again, this time with her legs pulled back and her knees spread wide. As she devoured each page, one hand was sliding between her slick lips and teasing her aching clit.

"Daddy's girl learns to suck," was the article on the cover that had caught her attention and when she found it, she began to read. She had to stop after only a few paragraphs and rub her molten cunt to a hard cum. She soaked her thighs with her honey and after she caught her breath, went right back to reading.

In the story a young woman, just barely eighteen, had spied her father getting out of the shower. She saw his cock hanging between his legs and she had fallen in lust with it. Night after night the girl was trying to catch another glimpse of her naked daddy and then in her bed that night she dreamed of him coming into her room.

Frustrated that he wasn't making a move, despite her best efforts to seduce him with her lithe, sexy body, she asked him to teach her to give a blowjob. Of course her daddy said no, even protested when she reached for his privates, but she wore him down. He made her promise not to tell her mother and then he agreed, whisking her to the basement.

In the dimly lit basement, on the old couch, her daddy sat and she giddily lay down with her face in his lap. She pulled out his daddy dick that was already stiff and she began to suck on him. He guided her in how to please him, like covering her teeth with her lips. As she mouthed his cock, he leaned back and sighed loudly, causing the young woman such excitement that she was making her daddy so happy.

The girl wore a small pleated skirt and her daddy pulled it up and rubbed her panty covered ass as she worked to take more and more of his thick tool into her mouth. She was frustrated that she couldn't get him into her throat, but he assured her she was doing a stellar job and that she was going to get her reward soon. She squealed with delight as her daddy began to cum, surprising her with a blast in her mouth that caused her to jump back. Like an erupting volcano, his tool spewed the viscous, pearly liquid that she had yearned to see. It painted her face and when it was done she was a sticky mess but her daddy loved the look of it, telling her she was one sexy slut.

Being her daddy's secret slut made her so excited. Each week when her mother would go out with her friends, she and daddy would go into the basement and she would suck his magnificent, manly cock and bring him to climax with her tiny mouth. She learned to rub her cunny against the cushion and get herself off at the same time. Her daddy noticed and seeing what she was doing to herself, slipped his hand into her panties and fingered her slit to a bunch of creamy orgasms.Stephanie wore her pussy out that afternoon. She forgot to come out for lunch or dinner and only woke up when her mother was banging on her door. When she pulled the door open her mother's face went from angry to concerned in a flash.

Pushing into the room, bowling past the dazed young woman, her mom saw the incest magazine on the bed. Turning around, that is when she realized Stephanie was completely naked and her hair was a disheveled mess. The 'just fucked' look, Dale liked to call it.

"You need to get something to drink and to eat," Pam said in her commanding tone. Stephanie nodded numbly.

"Should I get dressed first?" Stephanie asked.

"I think at least a bra and panties," Pam said after a long pause. "Leave the door unlocked until you've eaten, got it?"

Stephanie nodded and then her mother left. She shut the door and cast about for something to wear. She pulled on a clean pair of panties and her white lacy bra. It was her sexiest one and it cradled her cantaloupe sized titties nicely, the tops jiggling sexily when she walked. She had never worn it out of her room, she had been much too shy to wear it out in public. After all that she had read, her mind, foggy with lust, thought modeling it for her family seemed like a good idea.

Her father and brother gasped when she walked into the kitchen. She suddenly felt very self conscious as they stared at her in awe. She felt their unblinking eyes on her just as if they were caressing her with their hands. Her pussy fluttered and began to come alive, despite the abuse she'd given it earlier.

Her mom turned from the stove, a pan in one hand and a spatula in the other, and froze as she saw her daughter. Stephanie's blond, tightly curly hair was still a mess, her cheeks were a bright pink and her lips were swollen and puffy. Her breasts nearly spilled out of the sexy bra and the panties she wore did nothing to hide the details of her vulva.

Finally the mother was able to transfer the food into a serving dish, her eyes still darting to catch another look at her daughter. When she brought in the food to the dining table Stephanie had sat down and they were all staring at her. Stephanie looked at each one of them in turn, wondering if she had crossed the line.

It was Shane who finally broke the silence. "I think mom and dad are overdressed." They all laughed, nervously at first and then whole heartedly.

"This is definitely new," Dale said, smiling at his oldest child. "You look so beautiful and I'm proud you see it too and feel confident enough to be this comfortable around all of us."

Stephanie beamed with happiness at her father's words. Her nervousness faded, replaced by the tingling excitement the girl in the magazine story must have felt. Blushing, she shyly smiled back and dished herself food.

"I like your bra," Shane said. "It makes your boobs look really nice. Sexy."

Stephanie blushed again, unused to her younger sibling complimenting her. While they did not fight much, Shane was definitely the cooler of the two. In an odd way, she felt like he was the older brother and she the awkward, younger sister.

"You look scrumptious, pumpkin," Dale said and Stephanie felt a warm trickle in her pussy.

"Thank you, daddy," she replied demurely.

Ch. 3 - Revelations

Dinner had been quite an unexpected affair. Pam had sat through it in a haze, still in shock from the way Stephanie was dressed, or rather, not dressed. When she had suggested that Stephanie should at least put on underwear to come to dinner, she never thought that was where she would stop. Not that she had any room to discipline her daughter, she had let Shane wander around in his underwear for weeks.

She hadn't had a chance to tell Dale what had occurred between her and Shane that afternoon. Stephanie reading the incest magazine had been a bit of a curve ball and then to see her so out of it had been alarming. The situation seemed to be accelerating and the mother and wife suddenly felt like she wasn't in control of it any longer.

After they had finished eating, Pam directed Shane to help her clean up. Dale went to take a shower and Stephanie went back to her room.

"I think Steph took one of my magazines," Shane said, sliding up close to her. His voice was low and he took a quick look over his shoulder to make sure no one else heard.

"Oh yeah?" Pam replied. "What makes you think that? And which one?"

"The good one," Shane said with a broad smile that lit up his eyes. "You saw the way she looked," he insisted. "It's like she suddenly learned how to get herself off and she went a little nuts making up for lost time."

Pam shook her head and splashed him with the sudsy dish water. "Hush, Shane Allan Davis. You better not tease your sister."

"Mom, I've been teasing her for weeks. You too. I think she likes the idea of incest as much as you and I do."

"What makes you think I like the idea of incest?" Pam felt this conversation going sideways, but she was unable to steer it in another direction.

"Come on, mom," Shane scoffed. "I see the way you look at me. This afternoon you wouldn't have stopped me if I had climbed on top of you and slid this," he nudged her hip with the obvious bulge in his underwear, "into you."

"I would have been pissed afterwards," she warned him.

"I know. After. But not during. You'd have let me fuck you, but then later there would have been hell to pay. I knew that. Besides, it was enough just to see you jilling off, your tits out and your fingers in your sugary pussy."

"Sugary?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Where are you learning these words?"

"From that magazine you bought me. Don't think I don't know why you bought the incest one. It wasn't by random chance you picked that one."

Pam couldn't argue and she knew she wouldn't be able to lie convincingly, so she said nothing. "Your father and I need to go out for a bit and I want you to stay in your room."

"Am I being grounded?" he asked, feigning indignation.

"Just for an hour or so. Do as I say," she said, slapping him on his cotton covered ass.

--

"What the hell is going on?" Dale asked as they pulled out of the driveway.

Pam said they needed to talk and she needed to go to the liquor store. Killing two birds with one stone, she'd pressed Dale into service. Her mind spun as she tried to find the starting point. The fact that Dale hadn't objected to Shane's sudden exhibitionism was a testament to his open mindedness and go with the flow attitude. She hadn't told her husband about the magazines she purchased for their son, though he might have seen them in his room.

"Turn here," she directed. "Let's get to the liquor store first and then we can talk."

Once inside the dingy, badly lit store, Dale headed towards the coolers in the back while Pam went straight to the magazine rack. Rummaging through the plastic covered periodicals, she had a small pile when Dale came back. Some were full size, like the ones she had bought before and others were smaller, digest sized.

"What are these?" he asked, picking one up.

"I hope they are the right ones," she said, annoyed with the obscuring wrappers. "Well, I think this will have to do." She grabbed her stack and went to the counter. She looked at Dale expectantly when the elderly Asian man rang them up. Dale put the cash on the counter and they walked out with a brown bag of goodies.

In the truck, Pam pulled out one of the larger magazines and tore it open. Pulling it out, she smiled at the lascivious cover. A blond girl in pigtails had her face near the waist of a man, his fly undone and his cock sticking out. The pretty girl's tongue was sticking out and her face showed she was excited for it to enter her mouth. "Daddy's all day sucker" was the teaser for the picture. She handed the magazine to her husband as she reached back into the bag for another.

"Oh my," Dale whistled. "So this is what has gotten into Stephanie. I never thought she'd be one to buy nudie mags like this."

"It wasn't Stephanie," Pam said absently. She'd torn another magazine open and this one had a woman and a younger man on the cover and they were kissing wetly, her hand grasping his long cock.

"It wasn't? Then who?" Dale asked, flipping through the pages.

"It was me," Pam answered, putting her mag down in her lap. She turned to look at Dale, chewing on her lip. "And I didn't buy them for Stephanie, I bought them for Shane. And me."

"You?" he dropped his hands down and stared at her. "Is this why the sudden urge to roleplay mommy and daddy in the bedroom? Has Shane been trying to seduce you?"

She nodded quickly, "And it almost worked today."

Dale's interest perked up and he leaned forward, urging her to continue. She told him how Shane had been parading around in his underwear and how she had been teasing him with the clothes she wore. He didn't seem surprised and she told him it was that taboo flirtation that had been fueling her recently inflamed libido. She was never going to force herself on her son, but she did give him the tools he needed to show her that he was interested in her sexually.

"Today he maneuvered me into looking at his cock," she admitted, her face becoming flush recalling the memory only a few hours old. "He looked so hot honey," she said, her voice dripping with lust. "I wanted so badly to touch him, to suck him off, to fuck him. But I didn't. I didn't let him touch me, but we did masturbate together. He was standing over me stroking that fat cock and I was lying on the couch, my tits out and legs spread. He could see every inch of me and he loved looking at me, just as I loved looking at him. I was so wet, baby."

Dale reached over and grabbed her by the back of the neck and he pulled her forward roughly. He kissed her harshly, his stubble burning against her lips. He took hold of her hand and pulled it to his crotch, putting her fingers around his steel hard prick.

"Fuck baby," he huffed, "that is the fucking hottest thing I've ever heard."

"You're not mad?"

"Hell no, baby. If you wanted to be a slut I'd let you, so long as you didn't do it behind my back and I could be a part of it. You want to be an incestuous mommy slut and fuck our son at home? Fuck yeah, I'm down for that. You better be prepared to get fucked all of the time though. I'm sure Shane isn't going to quit once he gets started and I'm your husband first, so you are going to have to take care of me any time, any place, any way I want it."

"Are you serious, baby?" Pam whispered, her voice quivering with desire and relief. "You would let me have this? You won't be upset?"

"Fuck no, baby," Dale said, kissing her roughly again. He broke the kiss and pushed his seat back as far as it would go. Unzipping his jeans and lifting his ass off the seat, he pushed them down, revealing his thick pecker sticking up from the dark nest of pubic hairs. "God damn, baby. I'm so hot right now, get your mommy mouth over here and start sucking."

Pam was beside herself with lust. She dove for her husband's cock, twisting in her seat so that her face was buried in his crotch. Their truck sat higher than the other cars in the lot, so it would have been hard for anyone to see in, but if they had bothered to look they would have seen Pam's denim covered ass in the air as she bobbed her head up and down on Dale's tasty dick.

He groped her tits roughly, treating her like a truck stop slut as she sucked him for all she was worth. His crotch was slick with the spit and slobber that drooled out of her mouth as she did her best to stroke him with her lips and one free hand.

"That's it baby," he grunted, driving himself deeper into her mouth with his hip thrusts. "Oh fuck, you dirty mommy slut, you do that so damn well. I bet you wish it was Shane's dick, don't you? Don't you, Pam?"

Pam nodded vigorously and mumbled her agreement. It had been ages since her husband had treated her so roughly, like an animal. She missed his wilder instincts. He slapped her ass and pressed her shorts into her sopping cunt. The smell of sex filled the cabin as she blew him.

"I'm going to cum in your throat baby," Dale huffed. "Be a good mommy and take it all."

Dale pushed her down onto him until her nose was pressed firmly against his tummy. His cock was in her throat and her pussy was throbbing like it was the one getting fucked, instead of her face. His shaft grew harder and swelled and then he was shooting his load down her gullet.

Ch. 4 - A talk

"Shane?" Stephanie called out,walking through the house. Her parents had left abruptly and she wanted to talk to her brother.

"In my room," he called out.

"Well come out here," she said, annoyed.

"I can't."

"Why not?" Stephanie left the living room and headed down the hall to the bedrooms. She stopped just outside his room. "Why are you being a pain in the ass? Just come out here so we can talk."

"I can't. Mom said I had to stay in my room until she came back. But she didn't say you couldn't come in," he added cheekily.

Stephanie thought about it for a moment. Her instincts told her this was dangerous. Maybe it was better to have a bit of space between them.

"You really can't come out of your room?"

Shane nodded. He was still in his underwear, it seemed once he shed his clothing he never wanted to put them back on again. Stephanie wondered when he was just going to become a nudist and walk around naked all of the time. Not that she had much room to talk at the moment, she was still wearing her sexy bra and the translucent panties.

"What if I do this?" Stephanie stepped back until her back was against the wall, just out of his reach. She pulled up on her panties, making the fabric mold to her skin and showing off her pussy to her little brother. "If you could come out here, I'd let you touch it." She loved the power she felt and her brother's pained expression filled her with a wicked pleasure. "Would you like to do that, Shane?"

"Yes," he said, grabbing his cock through his underwear. Stephanie licked her lips, her brother was damn fine and she wasn't sure who was winning this teasing game.

"Yeah? You'd like to feel your big sister's cunt?" She loved using all of the dirty words she'd read in the magazine. Before reading those stories, she would have thought the dirty talk sounded dumb and forced, but she knew how much it had turned her on. Apparently it did the same for her little brother.

"Will you let me?" Shane asked, need dripping in his voice.

"Not yet, I'm saving myself right now. But later, when that is done, I will."

"I can't wait," Shane said. His cock was rampant once more.

"Will you stroke it for me again? Like you did the other day when I watched? I'll do it too," she promised.

"Okay," he agreed, pulling his cock over the waistband of his underwear. He pushed them down until his balls hung out as well. He took hold of his thick salami and gave it a couple slow strokes. "Your turn, sis."

Stephanie's pussy was slippery again and she peeled the gusset of her panties to the side and spread her lips open with her fingers. Her swollen clit was prominent at the top of her vulva and she lightly caressed it with the pad of her finger. A shudder raced up her body and she gave out a weak whimper. Fuck, it was hot to watch her brother, but it was just as hot to have him watching her.

"Do you like my pussy, Shane? Do I have a nice one?" she asked.

"Fuck yeah, Stephanie. It's the best damn pussy I've ever seen." She beamed at his words, happy that she took the risk in sharing such an intimate part of her person. "Are you a virgin, Steph?"

"Yes," she whispered, after a long pause.

"I can't believe no guy has tried to get into your pants. You are so fucking hot, it's criminal that you haven't been laid yet. I would fuck you in a heartbeat if you gave me the chance. What do you say? Later tonight, I could come to your room. I'm sure mom and dad wouldn't give a flying fuck."

"No, not tonight," she said, though it pained her to turn him down. "Not yet. I would love for you to come to my room, but you have to wait until I tell you when. Okay?"

"Sure, sis," he said, though she detected a hint of disappointment.

"I saw you and mom today," Stephanie confessed. She was still running her fingers through her shiny lips, toying with her tiny hole and her engorged bean under the hood. "I saw you jerking off over mom as she fingered herself. That was crazy hot."

"You liked that?" Shane asked, sounding a little surprised. Stephanie nodded, her eyes locked on his hand that was stroking his thick tool. "Did you touch yourself while you watched?" Again she nodded, her body beginning to quiver as she worked herself towards another cum.

"I took your magazine," she blurted out breathlessly.

Shane turned to look at his nightstand. "Oh," he said, pretending that he didn't already know. "I see you took the one about incest. Did you like it?" he asked, turning back to face her.

Stephanie couldn't make her voice work, but she nodded. She was desperate for another orgasm, but she'd found this spot where she could teeter on the edge and it felt so amazing to keep herself just on the verge and not allow herself to spill over.

"I liked the pictures of the boys fucking their moms," he said. "And the stories of the boys trying to seduce their mommies into being naughty with them."

"I guess it worked for you," she said, her voice coming back in a small, hoarse whisper.

"Not yet," he admitted. "Mom wouldn't fuck me, she said she had to ask Dad first."

"Don't you worry that Dad might get angry with you? You took a huge risk doing those wild things. Now you want to fuck his wife, that's even crazier than you just wandering the house in your underwear."

"I know," Shane said, his eyes still roaming over her body. She hoped he wasn't teasing her and she really was as sexy as he said. "I did take a chance, but if it was going to be an issue, Dad would have said something when I started walking around the house in just my underwear. When he didn't, I knew some part of him was okay with it." He licked his lips as he watched her stroke her kitty, making her feel beautiful and desired.

"Besides, it was Mom who bought me the magazines."

"Yeah?" Stephanie asked in disbelief.

"She picked them out. I'm pretty sure she gave me the incest one to test the waters. Once I read the article on how to tempt your mother," he added with a smirk, "and sister,I knew she wanted me to come on to her."

"Do you think daddy will be okay with it?" Her pussy liked the idea of him saying yes, because if he did that opened other possibilities.

"I hope so," Shane said.

"Me too," she whispered. "I hope I get to watch you, even if it's not the first time."

"You'd like that?" he asked, his eyes narrowing.

"Oh yes," she panted. "I don't know what it is, but I do like to look at you. You are damn fine, Shane. And if your sister is willing to say that, you know you gotta be hot." She blushed at the words she spoke, but she didn't take them back. "And fuck, Mom is hot too. Those tits, I wish mine were like hers."

"You are fucking fine yourself, Steph. If any of the guys in high school could see you right now, they'd all kick themselves in the nuts for looking past you."

"Thank you, Shane," she said. "Are you going to cum again?"

"I'm trying to wait. I don't know what Mom has planned, but I'm pretty sure something is going to happen when they get back. You'll tell her I stayed in my room like she said, won't you?" Steph nodded and he flashed her a grateful smile.

"Maybe someday we could do things. Together." She said it like they weren't practically naked and masturbating themselves in front of each other. She knew it was silly, but she had a plan and she didn't want her brother to think she didn't want him.

"I'd like that," Shane said.

"I'm going to cum, Shane," she said, offering it as a weird apology. She knew he was trying to hold off, but she couldn't take it anymore. Her poor pussy was about as hot as it could get and if she didn't let it loose, she thought she would just die.

"Go ahead, Steph. I'd love to watch you make yourself cum."

The pressure she'd been holding back had her shaking and his words encouraged her to let the damn break. She slid to the floor, unable to hold herself up any longer, her finger a blur on her clit and two fingers jammed up her tight hole.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," she said, her voice shaking as much as her body. She came hard and she felt like she might black out. She'd never held on that long before and it was unlike anything she'd ever felt. Her leg shot out straight and her eyes rolled back in her head as her whole body was stiff and quivering at the same time.

"Stephanie? Steph? Can you hear me?" Shane was calling to her and she groggily opened her eyes. He was cradling her head in his lap. In her befuddled state, she knew it was his cock that was pressing along the backside of her neck.

"Oh shit," he breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared the fuck out of me. I thought you were having a convulsion."

"I think I did," she giggled. "And it was fucking amazing."

"Don't do that again, okay? I didn't like being scared like that."

Stephanie smiled and was about to say something, but they heard a door slam and they knew their parents had returned. Shane helped her to her feet and then he jumped back into his room. Stephanie darted into her own room and shut the door.

Ch. 5 - Family time

Pam walked to the hallway, the bag of magazines clutched in her arm. She stepped into Shane's room and found him lounging on his bed.

"Were you good?" She asked. When he nodded, she added, "You didn't bother your sister, did you?"

"No more than she bothered me."

"Okay," she said at last, glad that she still had some control over her youngest child. "Come on out, I want to show you all something."

Shane followed her out, slipping past when his mother stopped at Stephanie's door. "Steph?" she called as she turned the knob and pushed her door open. "Hey sweetie, can you join us out here? I got some things I want to show you."

Stephanie nodded and got up off of her bed. She had put on a robe and pulled it around her tightly, cinching the waist.

With her kids on the couch and Dale in the straight backed chair, she dumped the magazines onto the coffee table in front of them. The variety of sexually explicit covers made them all lean forward to get a better look. Pam watched Stephanie closely as she shuffled past the ones showing older women with younger men, finally picking up one with a blond girl in pigtails who was sitting on a man's lap, his cock spearing into her girly snatch.

Watching Stephanie being eager to look through the x-rated magazines was a bit of a shock, but a welcome relief. She had hoped that Shane was right, that she liked the incest mag and had taken to the idea. If he had been wrong, this night was going to be well remembered, but not for any good reasons.

"Do you guys like them?" she asked her kids and husband. They all said yes in some manner, but none of them looked up at her.

"Okay, listen up," she said loudly, grabbing their attention. "For tonight, I don't want any hanky panky going on between anyone who isn't married to the other person. Got it?"

"That's not fair, mom!" Shane complained.

"A month ago it would have blown your mind if I came home and dumped porn on the coffee table and told you to have at it! You be grateful I don't spank your cute little ass until you can't sit on it. I said 'for tonight', so control yourself. You can touch yourself all you want, wherever you want. Just don't try anything with your sister or me. Tomorrow we will have another discussion."

"What about Dad?" Shane asked, cheekily.

"Be my guest, honey," Pam dared her son.

"Are you going to stay with us out here and read some of these, mom?" Stephanie asked.

"Yes, baby. I've been dying to look through them as soon as I found them in the store. The whole ride home my pussy was sloppy wet." She didn't add that part of her condition was because Dale had fucked her face like a cheap whore.

Stephanie gave her a cute smile and then opened her magazine. Dale had not picked up a magazine and Pam found one that was all about dads and daughters. She handed it to him, planting a wet kiss on his mouth. She reached down and squeezed his cock, wondering if he would rise to the occasion once more.

Pam picked up one of the digest magazines, skimming through the table of contents. She found one entitled, "A lonely wedding" and thumbed to the page indicated. She read for a minute and then looked up to see how everyone was faring.

Shane was engrossed in a glossy magazine, the pictures he was looking at showed a buxom blond woman with her hair up in a bun. She wore an apron, but nothing else. A young man, maybe college aged, was enticing her to let him explore her charms. She gave into him and they were fucking wildly in the kitchen. Her son was rubbing his cock slowly through his briefs.

Turning to Dale, she saw that he was engrossed in the magazine she had given him. His cock was coming back to life, pushing out the nylon shorts he had changed into. She wondered if he would be so bold to pull it out and show his kids. She would bet her left tit Stephanie was dying to see her daddy's cock.

Speaking of her daughter, Pam turned to see that Stephanie had one hand in her robe, rubbing her breast. She had the magazine opened to a story that was accompanied by photos of a young woman who was getting her ass spanked by a man in a suit. Steph turned the page and in the next photo the girl was on her knees sucking the man's cock.

Pam dropped her digest onto the floor next to her chair. She didn't need anything to stimulate her, nothing could do a better job than just watching her very own family getting incredibly horny. The air was electric with sexual desire and the smell of arousal was growing by the second.

She pulled her top off and dropped it on the floor. Her tits hung out, round and full, capped by dark areolas and long nipples. Standing up, she unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them over her shapely hips and shimmied out of them. Sitting back down, she sunk down into the chair and propped her feet on the coffee table and fingered her sodden cunt through the opening in her slutty, crotchless panties.

It didn't take long before Shane noticed his mother. He let the magazine he'd been looking at slip from his fingers and stared at her. The pained look of lust on his face was almost enough to make Pam rethink her rules, but she held fast.

"Oh fuck, mom. That's not fair," Shane whined. "I want you so bad and you go and do this? What do I have to do? You are literally killing me here!"

"Oh? Will you die if you don't get to stick your cock in mommy's cunt?" she teased him, making pouting faces as she spoke. She lifted her right tit and licked her nipple. "Oh it would feel so good too, baby. I'm dying to have my son slide his big, hard dick into my tight snatch. Oh wouldn't that be something, Shaney? You'd love that wouldn't you? You'd love to fuck my silky pussy and shoot a hot load of steaming jizz deep inside of me."

Dale gave a groan to her left. She looked over and saw that he too had dropped his magazine and he had his revived pecker in his hand, stroking the head lightly. Stephanie gave a little gasp and everyone turned to see her cover her mouth as she stared unblinking at her daddy's penis. Her eyes moved upwards and she looked deep into her father's eyes, the lust on her face was evident.

"Oh honey," Pam said in a sultry voice. "I think our daughter likes the look of your pussy tamer."

She turned to look at Stephanie who was blushing fiercely, despite everything that had happened, but she didn't look away. Steph held her daddy's gaze and bit her lip sexily.

"Daddy," Stephanie said in a plaintive tone. "Are you going to let Mom have sex with Shane?"

They all stared at her in shock at the brazen words she had said. Of all of them, she was the one they perceived as the most innocent. To hear her be so bold and direct was an unexpected surprise on a day with a thousand other shocking moments.

"Do you think I should, pumpkin?" Dale asked, not letting on that he'd already given his wife leave to do whatever she pleased without fear of repercussion.

"Oh yes, daddy," Stephanie said. Her chest rose and fell heavily, her breath coming in deep gasps.

"Why is that?"

"Because if mom has sex with Shane, you can sleep with me."

Pam's lip began to quiver and she was thrown into an orgasm. Her daughter's words had caught her completely off guard and the image of Dale and Steph making love sent her over the waterfall. She was cumming hard and she pressed her lips tightly closed, trying to contain it somehow, which only heightened the exquisite pleasure. Her pussy gushed and spasmed in turn over and over.

"Oh fuck, baby," Pam screeched. "Oh shit!"

Her husband and children watched her as she rode the tidal wave of erotic euphoria. The look of lust on each of them sent further shockwaves through her body, causing another cascade of explosive fireworks in her cunt and in her mind.

When she came down, she was covered in a fine sheen of sweat and the smell of hot pussy filled the air. The living room was never going to be rid of the stench of sex and sweat. It was going to make it odd to entertain, for sure.

Once Pam had come back down to Earth, Dale looked from her to their daughter.

"Would you like daddy to have sex with you, baby doll?"

"Oh, god yes daddy!" Stephanie gushed. "More than anyone in the world. I'm still cherry, daddy. No boy has ever touched me or put their dick anywhere near me. It would be the greatest gift if you could take my virginity."

Pam saw her husband's cock surge, growing ever larger as it jutted out from his groin. It looked to her like his prick had heard Stephanie's words and was trying to get at her, all on its own.

"You have to wait," Pam said hurriedly. "Not tonight. You need to sleep on it, baby. Both of you. This is not something to rush into."

"I'm not going to change my mind, mom," Stephanie said, a hint of defiance in her tone.

"I know baby," Pam assured her. "I just want your first time to be special. I want to make it as perfect as we possibly can, that's all. You only get one shot at your first time, I want it to be magical for you. For you and your father."

Stephanie smiled, her eyes shiny with tears that threatened to spill over. "So is that a yes, daddy?" she asked at last.

Dale looked from his daughter to his wife. Pam gave him a slight nod and then he turned back to Stephanie. "I would love to make love to you, darling."

Stephanie smiled so big, she was beaming with happiness. She jumped up from the couch and rushed to her father and gave him a full body hug.

"Daddy," she said sweetly, "I know Mom says we can't touch each other tonight, but that doesn't mean you can't show me how you touch yourself."

"Only if you do it, too," Dale teased. "I want to watch you touch your sweet little cunt."

"Okay!" Stephanie agreed quickly. She shucked off her robe and stood in the living room completely naked. She beamed with pride to see her father's hungry look as his eyes moved up and down her body. "See Daddy? This is my cherry cunt, never been touched by a boy and it's all for you."

Dale gasped audibly as Steph slid two slender fingers through her pink lips. When she pulled them free Pam thought she could smell the pungent scent of her daughter's arousal.

"Smell her fingers, Dale," Pam said, her eyes ablaze with lust.

Stephanie offered her fingers for her father to sniff. Taking a deep breath, Dale's eyes closed in appreciation. Before she could pull them away, he took them into his mouth and sucked on them. His daughter shuddered and her knees went a little weak, wobbling as she grabbed onto the chair for support.

"Delicious, baby," Dale moaned. "Now show your daddy how you play with your little pussy."

Stephanie sighed loudly and began to slide her fingers over her vulva. Dale reached down and began to stroke his hard cock with his daughter's sex only inches from his face.

"Shane, come here," Pam said. "Come here and cum on mommy again, like you did earlier today."

Shane jumped up and moved to his mother's side, stripping off his underwear completely. He stood next to her, his long, thick cock close enough to feel her hot breath as she fingered herself. Pam looked to see that both her husband and daughter were watching her and Shane as they all lewdly played with themselves.

"Oh fuck," Shane groaned, his eyes darting back and forth between his sister and his mother. "This is the best family night ever!"

They all giggled nervously, but no one disagreed.

Stephanie was the first one to cum. She gave out a series of shallow huffs, biting her lip as she worked her stiff clit with a steady hand. Holding on to the armchair, she braced herself as she exploded with ecstatic delight. A small jet of liquid came out of her pussy and landed on her father's shirt.

"Oh baby," Dale exclaimed. "You squirted! Oh that's fucking sexy baby!"

Pam was next and she came loudly, "Oh fuck baby, now! Now! Cum on your momma! Blast me with your spunk, Shane!"

Shane was driven over the top as well, his cock spewing its thick load, splashing against her chin and then her motherly tits. "Oh fuck mom, take it all!"

"Cum for me daddy," Stephanie whispered, her voice small and sultry. "Show me how much you shoot, so I can be ready for it."

Dale groaned, his eyelids drooping low as he worked himself to the brink. Stephane played with her puffy titties right next to his face, squeezing them so that the caps were bright pink with pressure and her nipples stood out as far as they could.

"Oh yes, daddy, it looks so fucking hot when you stroke your big daddy dick. I can't wait to touch it myself. To hold it, to suck it, to put it in my tight little cunt. Oh god, daddy, I can't wait!"

With a howl Dale shot off, his first jet shooting up high in the air, striking his daughter's flat tummy. Stephanie gave a loud moan and shuddered with another mini cum. He kept pumping, a molten eruption of white lava that covered his hand. At last he stopped pumping, worn out.

They were silent, except for the sound of their gasping breaths. It was Pam who got up first, rising from the chair and wiping at the cum that covered her tits. She sucked her finger clean, sighing softly at the taste of her son's spunk.

"Ok, everyone," she said sleepily. "Get cleaned up and go to bed. No shenanigans," she warned, pointing her finger at Shane and then Stephanie.

"What are we going to do with all these dirty magazines, mom?" Shane asked, looking at the coffee table.

"Leave them," Pam said with a chuckle. "I don't see any reason we should hide who we are."

Ch. 6 - Preparations

Pam slept like a baby. After the explosive cum she'd had and watching each member of her family orgasm, she was spent. She woke up snuggled in Dale's hairy arms, his cock laying on her thigh that was nudged between his legs. A dull ache throbbed in her pussy, but it was a delicious reminder of all that had happened the day before.

She got out of bed and walked down the hallway completely naked. It was just after seven on Saturday morning and the house was quiet. Looking in Shane's room, she saw her son naked with the sheet kicked off of his body. His cock was already coming alive with morning wood. She studied his body, admiring his heavy balls and the nest of pubic hair his cock rose out of. Unable to resist, she crept up to him and took hold of his girthy tool and gave it a little squeeze.

Her mind was flooded with endorphins that made her dizzy as she held his humid flesh in her hand. Pam's pussy was coming awake quickly and she wanted to mount her boy and wake him up with a slow fuck. As she debated what she should do, a clear drop of precum oozed out the tip.

Biting her lip, she decided against the fuck, but allowed herself to lean down and lick the head of his prick. She took the fat head in her mouth and gave him a gentle suck which caused Shane to moan and shift. Backing away, she waited a second to see if he would wake, but he fell back to sleep with a big smile on his face. The taste of his precum was strong in her mouth and she hated to wait for more, but she had a plan and needed to get to it.

Leaving her son, she found Stephanie's door open. Her sexy daughter lay on top of her bed, naked just like her brother. Pam wondered if her kids had obeyed her. She slept so soundly last night, she doubted she would have heard them if they had tried to be quiet.

Standing at the side of the bed, Pam looked down at her daughter. Stephanie had seemed to come fully alive yesterday. Before she seemed to be a shadow of a full person, always avoiding attention. But after discovering the taboo thrill of family sex, she bloomed like evening primrose, opening up all at once.

Her eyes roamed over her daughter's perfect body. Her fat, melon sized tits with the puffy nipples, her smooth, flat tummy, and her tanned, sexy legs. It was a shame that young women didn't realize how truly gorgeous they were, always fretting about some minor imperfection no one else ever noticed.

What Pam would give to go back to being twenty years old knowing what she knew now. So many chances she didn't take, so many opportunities she didn't recognize.

"It's probably better I can't," Pam thought. "I'd go back and be the biggest slut ever." Her mind flashed with images of her older and younger brothers, her father and her spinster aunt who never married. She knew that if she were to go back, she'd offer herself to all of them.

With the thought of sapphic love, her eyes focused on Stephanie once more. Pam moved her hand up her daughter's leg, gliding over the skin with just a breath of a touch. Her fingers moved between her daughter's supple thighs and cupped her pussy.

Stephane let out a moan and shifted, spreading her legs wider. Pam smiled, her arousal heating up once more. She'd given her son a special good morning kiss, it was only fair she did the same for her daughter. Moving to the foot of the bed, Pam crawled up between her girl's legs until the downy hairs above Steph's slit danced as she exhaled hotly. The mother breathed in the scent of lotion, soft perfume and the spicy flavor of her daughter's cunt.

Pam closed her eyes and lowered her mouth to her daughter's pussy. She pressed her lips together and pushed them against Stephanie's nether lips. Slipping her tongue out, she traced it along the slit that separated her clam shells. After three gentle swipes, Steph's body opened up, coaxed to let this wet invader inside.

Mother and daughter moaned in unison as Pam gently pushed forward, her tongue sliding into the slick interior lips of her daughter's sex. She was tasting her and Stephanie shifted her hips to give her better access. Before she knew it, Pam was overcome with lust and she dove deeper, harder into her daughter's peach, slurping and licking with determination.

"Oh god," Stephanie moaned. Her hands found a head between her legs and she entwined her fingers in the hair. Gyrating her hips, she worked to move the lapping tongue to her swollen clit. "Oh Shane, mom is going to kill you, but don't stop. Oh god, it feels so good."

Pam smiled hearing her daughter's words. She thought it was her brother that was eating her out. She teased and prodded, moving her closer and then backing off, only to inch closer still. Stephanie was moving higher and higher, and each denial only allowed her to climb to another plateau. At last Stephanie was quivering, her thighs shaking and her hands trembling.Oh god, please," she begged. "I wanted Daddy to be my first, but this feels so good, you can't stop. Don't leave me hanging, Shane. Please!"

Pam melted and she relented, licking her daughter's sweet cunt with a purpose. It only took a minute and she had her daughter thrashing wildly on the bed, her thighs clamping around Pam's head.

"Oh yesss!" Stephanie squealed, her pussy throbbing and wetness flowing from her freely.

Lapping desperately, Pam tried to get every drop of her daughter's sweet honey. Her face was wet with her daughter's pussy cream and she felt her own contract in delight.

Stephanie released her from the vise of her thighs and looked down.

"Mom?" she gasped. "What the fuck?"

"Yes, baby. Are you upset?"

"I told Daddy that I'd never been touched," she pouted, tears forming.

"You said you'd never been touched by a boy," Pam corrected. "That is still true. Your daddy will still be the first man to taste his virgin daughter. Is it wrong that I wanted to do the same?"

Stephanie pouted, that she was technically still untouched by a man was not exactly the way she wanted to go to her father. Her body flinched as an aftershock shot up from her happy pussy and she had to admit that what her mother had done to her felt unreal. Finally her frown began to crack and she gave her mother a forgiving smile.

"Do you think Daddy will want to lick my pussy?"

"Oh baby," Pam sighed happily, "I'm certain of it. I'd bet my left tit he dreamed about it last night."

"Do I taste okay?"

"You are scrumptious, baby. Your daddy will get drunk on your pussy and never want to stop licking you."

Stephanie's mouth turned up into a wide grin. Pam's heart soared to see her daughter beam with such pride and happiness. "When mom? When do I get to be with Daddy?"

"Tonight, if you want. We are going shopping today, just you and I. When we come home, I'll help you get ready and then you can go to your father."

Stephanie bit her lip again, the tears that had welled up before returned and threatened to streak down her cheeks. Pam felt so happy that she could give her daughter this gift. To have her father as her first lover was a secret, taboo desire that many girls harbored, never to share or admit to. Pam knew that feeling well.

Before the guys woke up, mother and daughter were dressed and out of the house. They stopped for breakfast at a little cafe and they went to some shops. Pam took Steph to the store that had the lingerie she liked when she wanted something extra special. The saleswomen were elegant and discreet, while the garments ranged from sweet to scandalous.

Pam loved watching her daughter as she thumbed through the racks, her mouth dropping in surprise at some of the items. She held up a bra that had heart shaped cutouts where her nipples would poke through. They played with masks with feather trim, bustiers that would make their tits seem gigantic, and even admired some vinyl dresses.

"Looking for something adventurous?" The saleswoman asked. She was pretty, with her auburn hair pulled back in a tight bun and wore a matching gray blazer and skirt. For someone who worked in a store with such wild colors, her attire seemed muted.

"No," Pam said, turning to face the woman. "Something for the first time."

"Is it a wedding night?"

"No," Pam said and Stephanie blushed. "But it's almost as special."

"Just for the young lady then?"

"No, a set for both of us."

The saleswoman nodded and gestured to a small dais with a couple of plush chairs and a curved screen that was covered by a pastel green curtain. Another woman appeared and the pair began to measure mother and daughter. Stephanie gasped as this stranger touched her in places no one else had before.

They were shown a myriad of styles and accessories: peignoirs, babydoll nighties, corsets, garter belts, gloves, boots. They tried on outfits and the curtain was pulled back, revealing a set of mirrors. They could see themselves from all angles. Pam gushed that Stephanie looked good in everything.

After two hours and a couple glasses of champagne, they made their purchases and waved goodbye. Next up was a trip to the beauty salon for pedicures and a hair stylist. They ate a light lunch and Pam called home and told Dale that he and Shane would have to fend for themselves for dinner. Their last stop was a shoe store.

When they got home much later, father and son were in the backyard grilling some steaks. Pam hurried Stephanie to the master bedroom and locked the door.

"I'm so nervous, mom," Stephanie confessed. "I feel like it's my wedding day."

"Are you excited or scared?" Pam asked, suddenly a tad worried.

"I'm excited mom," Stephanie said happily. "I was so worried that the sales lady was going to find out how wet I was."

"Oh my, I'm sure you wouldn't be the first one that has done that," Pam assured her, relieved that her daughter wasn't having second thoughts.

They spent an hour putting their makeup on and primping for what was going to happen later. At last they stripped down and helped each other into matching baby blue teddys. Pam liked the idea that if she wore hers for Dale later, he would think of his daughter.

It was a halter top style with scalloped lace trim, a plunging neckline that went all the way to their navels, a ruffled mesh hem that flared out from the hips and a satin bow tie in the center. Once they got everything in place, they pulled on white thigh hose and Pam helped Stephanie put on her matching heels.

"God," Pam whispered standing back. "You look amazing, baby." She had to quickly wipe a tear from her eye before it marred her makeup. "We should take a picture."

"You think?" Stephanie asked, surprised. "Okay, but I get to take one of you and then we take one together."

They got out the camera and took pictures of each other and then ones of them together. Pam turned Stephanie so that their faces were close together and she snapped one of them kissing.

"That was amazing, mom," Stephanie sighed. "And this morning, that was without a doubt the best thing I'd ever felt."

Pam smiled. "So far," she added. Stephanie gave a nervous giggle, realizing that soon she was going to be with her father and had permission to do anything she pleased.

Once everything was set, they donned their matching robes and Pam checked the hallway. They walked out together like a couple of models on the runway. Turning the corner they found Dale and Shane in the living room, each reading a dirty magazine.

"Ahem," Pam said and the men looked up, their eyes bugging out in excitement.

Ch. 7 - Coupling

"Holy shit," Shane gasped. "You guys look fucking hot!"

Dale couldn't agree more, but while his son's eyes were darting back and forth between mother and daughter, his were locked on Stephanie. She reminded him of Pam twenty years ago. Her soft, smooth skin, twinkling eyes and her fantastic figure, she was a dream to behold.

"How do I look?" Steph asked, her lips in a tight smile.

"You look heavenly, baby," Dale answered. She had always been his angel, now she was a horny one. He stood up, gazing at her with love, lust and awe.

Mother and daughter shared a look and in unison they opened their robes and let them fall to the floor. Dale's heart dropped into his stomach and his cock quickly unfurled in his boxers, growing thick with excitement.

"Holy-" Shane whispered, his words cutting off. "Oh god, I can't believe this. Mom," he moved closer and encircled his arms around her waist and kissed her with tongue.

Dale saw his wife's eyes light up with delight, but she didn't pull away from her son giving her a soul kiss. He turned back to Stephanie who stood with her arms behind her back, her succulent rack pushed forward and threatening to pop out from under the lace and mesh. He stepped closer, his heart racing and his chest pounding.

He could feel the heat of her body as he stood as close as possible to her without touching. Leaning down, he took hold of her face in his hands and pulled her in for a kiss. At first his lips were pressed tightly together, but Stephanie melted into him and her mouth opened freely. Now they were the ones sharing hot, wet, french kisses.

"Oh baby," Pam huffed, "that's fucking hot. Oh god, it makes me so excited to see you two together."

"What about me?" Shane asked with a small pout.

"Don't you worry, momma's going to take care of you." Pam led her son back to the couch and she laid down and bid her son to crawl up between her legs. Shane scrambled into position and immediately began to fondle and squeeze his mother's tits. It was only a second or two before he popped one boob out and he covered her nipple with this mouth.

"Oh daddy," Stephanie sighed when they finally broke for air. "That was the hottest kiss I've had in my entire life!"

"What do you want to do first, baby doll?"

"I want to sit in your lap, daddy."

Dale led her to the love seat that was perpendicular to the couch and sat down. Stephanie put her soft bottom right on his lap, his hard cock pressing through the nylon shorts and trying to find its way between her legs.

"I can feel how hard you are," Stephanie whispered in his ear. "Did I do that to you?"

"Yes, baby," Dale answered. "You look so beautiful."

"But am I sexy, daddy? Does it make you want to do naughty things to me?"

"I want to do every naughty thing you can dream of," he promised.

"Oh good. I don't know a lot of naughty things yet, but I hope you can show me some when I run out of ideas."

"What do you want first, my princess?"

"I want you to touch me. Touch me all over. I'm so horny daddy, I'll just die if you don't touch me everywhere!"

Dale obliged and groped his daughter's tender boobs, his large hand covering each one completely. Her eraser-like nipples were so stiff and he teased the tips, finding the little nerve endings that sent signals to her pussy and made her cream so hard.

"My pussy, daddy. My pussy now, please," she whined softly.

With her soft derriere pressing against his pulsating cock, Dale put his hands between her knees and pushed out, spreading her legs. Stephanie moaned loudly as he slid his hands up her soft thighs, kneading her pliant flesh until at last his hands were over her eager cunt. He pushed through the mesh, teasing her delicate flower and making it open up, ready for whatever he had planned next.

"Oh baby," Dale said, "you are so hot! So fucking hot, baby. I can't believe I get to touch you like this. You have such a sexy body. Such gorgeous tits and a cute little pussy."

"Yeah? Has this been a dream of yours, too?" She twisted and kissed him, her tongue swiping over his lips and teeth with a fervor. "I was so afraid you wouldn't want me, that I wasn't as sexy as mom. Or that you'd think I was dirty for wanting to be with you like this."

"Oh god no, no baby," Dale assured her, squeezing her left tit as his right hand continued to press against her saturated pussy. "I would never have told you, that's not something a father can say to his daughter without knowing for sure how she'll respond. I couldn't risk making you upset or feeling unsafe around me, that would have destroyed me. But, since all of this came out and you said you wanted to be with me, I am the happiest a father can be. I get to share my love with you in a whole new way."

"Oh daddy!" Stephanie gushed. "I knew this was right. I knew you'd be wonderful and the perfect choice to be my first lover."

"I'll be your lover as long as you want me," Dale assured her.

"That's good daddy, because I'm sure I'll never not want you. Now please, stop teasing me and slide that finger in me, or I'll just die."

Dale growled and snapped the crotch on the teddy she wore, freeing her pussy from the mesh prison. His finger slid through her fine hairs and rubbed her slippery lips, making Steph moan loudly and press against his hand. He pushed his finger inside her wet furnace and felt the impossibly tight channel of her vagina.

"So tight," he moaned to himself.

"I know," his daughter mewed, "but mom said you can still get your daddy dick inside of me. It might take a few tries, but I'm determined to do it."

Dale removed his finger from his daughter's sweet quim and licked his finger clean. He gave out a 'mmm' and Stephanie melted once more.

"Do I taste good, daddy?"

"Like candy, baby," he answered.

"Do it again. Taste me again, daddy."

Dale pushed two fingers inside of her, making her eyes widen as he stretched her. He pulled them out and the two digits were covered in her sweet honey. Pushing them into his mouth again, he made a big show of how much he liked his daughter's cunt cream. When he pulled his fingers out, completely clean, Stephanie pulled his face to hers and she was kissing him deeply, sucking on his tongue.

--

Shane couldn't believe what was happening. He was lying atop his sexy, busty mother as she wore the sexiest lingerie he'd ever seen in a magazine or video. He was happily sucking her big mommy boobs as he ground his hard cock into her pussy mound. Her sexy moans in his ear and the way she caressed his head and lightly raked her manicured nails along his back only drove him wilder.

Every now and then he'd turn his head to see his sister as she sat on her father's lap. Her legs pulled up and resting on top of their dad's thighs, leaving her legs splayed wide open and her pussy on open display. He watched as his dad finger banged his older sister and his cock surged in his briefs.

"Mom, can I lick your pussy?"

She gave him an eager nod and he slid down his mother's body, until his face was buried between her legs. He pulled on the mesh until the snap popped and he was face to face with the pussy that had given birth to him. Now he was going to show his love and appreciation.

"Oh you naughty, dirty boy," Pam mewed loudly. "Oh that's it, baby, lick mommy's cunt."

In a frenzy, Shane shamelessly licked his mother's private parts, wetting his face with her sweet nectar. He teased her clit and kissed her thighs, pinched her lips between his lips and teased her bottom.

"Ooooh," Pam whistled in surprise. "You really are a dirty boy! Are you brave enough to lick me there baby?"

Shane couldn't back down from the challenge and he swirled his tongue around the puckered muscle of her anus. Her fingers digging sharply into his shoulders and the sexy sounds she was making told him he had done well. His mother was truly a nasty little slut. There were so many things they were going to do together.

He mouthed her pussy some more, every now and then giving her little starfish a poke with his tongue. Her clit was swollen and stood out from under the hood of skin, begging for attention. Shane swiped at it with the tip of his tongue, causing his mother to convulse. He did it again and again, and he could feel his mother begin to tremble.

He wrestled his mother so that she was lying on her back with her hips up in the air, almost as if he was going to roll her up. He rubbed her wet vulva, his fingers teasing her outer and inner lips before he plunged three fingers into her sopping box. Covering her cunt with his mouth once more, he licked at her clit as he worked his fingers in and out of her pussy.

"Oh shit, Shane!" Pam shouted breathlessly. "Oh that's it you fucker. Fuck me with your fingers! Oh fuck yes! I'm going to cum, baby. I'm going to cum all over your tongue. Keeping fingering mommy, baby. Finger mommy!"

Shane kept at it until her pussy erupted, clamping down on his fingers like a trap slamming shut. His mother made all sorts of sexy noises as he drove her from one peak of erotic pleasure to the next. His cock was hard as steel and dripping copious amounts of seminal fluid into his shorts. The sticky mess was drenching his pubic hair and staining his underwear.

Pam's body went limp and she collapsed into the couch. Shane lifted his head and looked at his mother, her face a picture of blissful satisfaction.

"Come here baby," she said languidly. "I want to taste myself on your face."

Shane snuggled close to her and they kissed softly for a moment. And then, like a mother cat, his mother lapped at his upper lip, cheeks, chin and even along his neck. Any place she could find her pussy juice on her sweet boy, she licked clean.

"What do you want first, baby?" she asked gently. "In what part of your mother do you want to put that big, hard cock of yours? I'm yours baby, let me make you feel as good as you've made me."

"Oh god, mom," Shane sighed happily. "I've just got to fuck you. I can't think of anything I'd rather do."

"Me neither baby," she said, kissing him.

She pushed him away and then she got up off the couch. Motioning for him to sit down, she knelt in front of him and pulled on his underwear. Shane lifted his ass up and she got them over his hips and off his legs. His hard cock stood straight up, reaching past his navel as it curved back toward his body.

"Oh fuck," his mom said, staring at him with lust filled eyes. "I don't care if I'm going to hell for this, it's so going to be worth it."

Pam stood up and straddled his lap, her tits wobbling in his face as she moved into position. Biting her lip, she took hold of his thick column of flesh and placed it at the entrance to her dripping cunt. Shane felt the wet heat sheath his cock as his mother sank down on him.

"Oh god," his mother cried, her voice breaking and her eyes scrunched tightly closed. "Oh you sweet, magnificent fucker. I can't believe it, oh god!"

Shane knew his mother was cumming. He felt her pussy spasm and contract around his cock, milking him, urging him to spill his load. He held onto her ass with his trembling hands, pulling her tight against his body. He knew he wouldn't last long, so he pushed against her hips, driving her clit against the shaft of his cock. Push and pull, push and pull, he only did it a few times, but it was enough friction that his cock surged and before either of them knew it, he was flooding her silky channel with his semen.

"Oh! Oh baby baby baby! I feel it! Oh yes! Cum in me! Give mommy your sweet jizz!"

He shot a torrent of cum into his mother, his cock convulsing as his nuts tightened up and sent the huge load rocketing up.

Shane held his mother close, burying his face between her boobs. He let his mother catch her breath and then he gave her ass a playful slap and rough squeeze.

"Oh!" she squealed. He thrust up into her, his cock still hard and ready for more love. "Oh," his mother sighed happily and she began to ride him.

The squishy sound of his cock sliding in and out of her juicy cunt was punctuated by the sound of her ass slapping against his thighs.

--

"Oh god, daddy," Stephanie said, her pussy buzzing happily after he had fingered her to a number of explosive cums. "Look," she tapped his shoulder, "Shane and mom are fucking. Isn't that hot? I want to do that with you daddy. Let me ride you. Please?"

"Of course, baby doll, let daddy get his shorts off."

Stephanie spread her legs and her father lifted his face from between them. His chin was shiny with the wetness of her pussy as he'd licked her to another series of creamy cums. He looked so handsome, she thought, and with his face sticky with her cream, she knew she'd made the right choice to be his lover.

When he stood up, she sank to her knees and pulled his shorts down. He wasn't wearing underwear and his thick tool came into sight. The flesh was darker than Shane's and he had a lot more hair on his balls, around his cock and down his legs. Her mouth watered and she couldn't resist giving it a big kiss, just under the tip.

Dale flopped down onto the couch, his prick waving proudly in the air and Stephanie scrambled up. She straddled his hips and leaned forward. Cream flowed freely from her swollen pussy and she hoped it was enough to let her daddy slide into her.