Family Connections

Family Connections

Bob Collins lifted his coffee cup to his lips and breathed in the steamy scent before taking a sip. He cradled the warm cup in his hands and looked around his lush back yard, filled with trees and shrubs and surrounded by a high concrete block wall. Across the small patio table from him sat his 20 year old daughter Laurel, home for the weekend from her third semester at college and her current roommate Jill.

The two girls sat side by side, slightly away from the round, glass topped table. The center umbrella provided extra shade, and the outside temperature was in the low 70s. Bob was relaxing and rifling through the last of the morning newspaper. As he tossed it onto the empty chair beside him, he heard his daughter and her roommate giggling and leaning their heads together.

“And what are you two gossiping about now?” he asked, smiling at the two college girls.

“You, Daddy,” Laurel said.

“Me? What about me? What’d I do recently?”

“It’s not what you did, it’s about something we thought you’d like to do, or we’d like you to do, at least.”

They leaned close together again, and Jill was holding one of Laurel’s upper arms. Her breast was pressing against Laurel’s other arm. Bob looked at them and wondered just how close they had become over the past several months spent in the same bedroom.

“And what is it that you’d like me to do, darling?”

“Well, first, there’s something that I think you should know, or, well, maybe you’re kind of guessing it now,” she said, turning toward Jill.

Jill leaned closer, placing her head beside Laurel’s and moving her hand to the back of Laurel’s head. Laurel tilted her head as Jill’s lips moved closer. They kissed each other’s cheeks, and then their lips met, and Bob could see the softness of the kiss, and then the movements that told him they were sharing more than a casual kiss. Their tongues were moving together in a passionate, sexual kiss.

Laurel kept her eyes open, and even with Jill’s face partially in front of hers, she had a clear view of her father’s expression. Bob felt a sudden rise inside his pants as he watched his daughter and another girl tongue kissing right in front of him.

As they ended the kiss, Laurel monitored her father’s face for signs of disapproval. She found none and sighed with relief. Jill stroked her neck and hair. “You liked that, didn’t you Daddy?” she said in a husky voice.

“I don’t know. I mean, I didn’t know you were so, um, involved with your roommate, and I guess it sort of took me by surprise.”

“But you liked it. I know you did. I could see it in your eyes.”

“Well, it may take a little while to get used to my daughter being gay, but, well, yes, it was kind of fun to watch.”

“Oh, I’m not gay, Daddy. Not at all. Well, maybe you could say half gay, or bisexual at least.”

“Well, there are certainly worse things you could be, so no, I’m not shocked or angry or any of those things.”

“Oh, Daddy,” she said, jumping up from her seat and throwing her arms around her father’s neck. “I’m so glad. You’re such a wonderful Daddy. I love you.” She kissed him on the lips with a quick peck, and then put her hands in his hair and kissed him again. This time she brushed her tongue against his lips, and he opened his mouth automatically. As the tip of her tongue touched his, he felt a little thrill shooting up his spine.

The scent of her filled his nostrils as she pulled away and went back to sit beside Jill again. “Okay. Are you ready to hear our request now?” she said.

“I’m all ears.”

“So, now that you know that Jill and I are lovers, and since we’re here for the weekend, we have a couple of questions. One is about our sleeping arrangements. We’d like to sleep together, if that’s okay with you.”

“Isn’t your bed a little small for two people?”

“Oh, Daddy, you’re so sweet. You didn’t even say we shouldn’t. You’re the world’s best Daddy. Don’t worry, we’ll find a way. There’s plenty of cushions and those two sleeping bags, and, well, we’ll make it work.”

“Okay, so I don’t mind, as long as that’s what makes you happy,” he said.

“And the other question is more personal to you,” she said, her eyelids fluttering as she continued to hold his eyes with hers.

“Uh-huh. And just what is this one that’s more personal than my daughter sleeping with her girlfriend?”

“Well, since we’ll be sleeping together, and having sex together, we were wondering. That is, I was wondering…”

Bob looked at his daughter and then at her girlfriend, who were now holding hands and looking back and forth at each other and at him. He didn’t say anything.

“Have you ever, um, I mean, would you, um, that is, just for us would you consider…”

“Yes?”

“Would you suck another man’s cock? And let us watch?” Laurel blushed as she finally blurted this out.

Bob blushed a little too, and pictures of him sucking a cock while watching his daughter in bed with another girl flashed through his mind like lightning flashes of lust. Images of his mouth being filled with cum intermingled with the picture show, but these were flashbacks. His eyes clouded over as his thoughts went inward.

He opened his eyes and looked at the two college girls staring at him and holding each other. “Well,” he said, “you caught me by surprise.”

“But you will, won’t you? Say you’ll at least consider it,” Laurel said.

“Say you’ll try it,” Jill said.

“Well, I, that is…”

“We’ve been honest with you, Daddy. Now it’s time for you. You know I’ve kind of had suspicions for awhile about you and…”

Bob looked at his daughter again, his eyes wide open. “Bill?” he said.

“Yes, Uncle Bill,” Laurel said.

“He’s coming over for lunch today,” Bob said.

“I know,” Laurel said, “and I, we, can hardly wait.”

Chapter two

When the doorbell rang, Laurel went to greet her Uncle Bill, kissing him on the cheek and hugging him tightly. She introduced him to her roommate Jill, who also kissed and hugged him. Bill was slightly taller than Bob, and a couple of years older. Both men were trim and fit, though Bob was the more athletic. Both men were divorced and Bob had a daughter and Bill had a son. Both were away at college, though Bill’s son Mark was in his senior year while Bob’s daughter Laurel was a sophomore.

Since the children were above eighteen, the matter of visitation rights was no longer an issue. Instead, the children could stay with whichever parent they chose, or neither if they were independent enough. Both men paid for the majority of their children’s education, and so the children often chose to stay with the fathers. There was also a kind of bonding that had taken place and the fathers had remained close with their children throughout the divorce process and somehow both had also managed to maintain a friendly relationship with their ex-spouses.

Bill walked into the living room with a beautiful woman on each arm and sat down on the love seat that was perpendicular to the regular sofa. Laurel sat beside her father and Jill beside her.

“You’re looking good,” Bob said, surveying his brother’s six foot two slender frame and crop of light brown hair. Both men’s blue eyes sparkled. Bill slipped off his shoes.

“You too, Bob. Been working out?”

“Just some weight lifting and swimming. I’d like to play some tennis, but I’m having trouble finding a good partner.”

“It shows. Your shoulders look good, and your stomach’s flat as a board.”

“Thanks,” Bob said, standing and running his hands down his sides. His six foot frame was more densely packed than his brother’s, and his hair was darker. He gave a little muscle building pose and they both laughed, though Laurel saw the moment that their eyes locked.

The girls went off to finish preparing lunch and Bill moved over to the sofa so the two men could talk.

“Looks like they have a kind of thing for each other,” Bill said.

“Yep. They’re sleeping together.”

“Here?”

“Uh-huh, and Laurel’s kind of figured out there’s something between us, too.”

“Really? I thought we kept that covered up pretty good.”

“No telling about family, though.”

“In more ways than one,” Bill said, putting one hand on his brother’s thigh. Bob smiled, and just at that moment Laurel popped her head back in the room to announce lunch was ready. She saw Bill’s hand on her father’s thigh and beamed at him. She walked in and leaned to give her father another kiss.

Bill had quickly removed his hand, and as Laurel leaned over, he got a view down her top that revealed the lacy white of her thin cotton bra. He watched as she kissed Bob. His eyes widened as she shot her tongue into his mouth.

“Like I said, lunch is ready.” She turned to walk away, swinging her hips seductively. After a couple of steps she stopped, looking back at the two brothers, knowing they had been staring at her ass. “And so are we, and it looks like you two are too.”

“What does she mean?” Bill asked as they got up to go into the kitchen.

“She means there’s an after lunch lunch they have planned.”

When lunch was finished and the table cleared, the two girls pranced back into the living room and sat on opposite ends of the sofa, facing each other. The touched their bare feet together and then began massaging each other’s feet, slowly and gently.

The brothers had no choice but to sit on the love seat. Some men might be uncomfortable sitting close, even brothers, but the Collins brothers had an especially close relationship. They watched the two girls as they played with each other, giggling and touching each other freely.

They were both dressed in shorts that came up high on their thighs and rode low on their hips, accentuating the place where the stomach meets the legs, culminating in a triangle of desire. Laurel was the more slender of the two, and her shoulder length blond hair was tied back in a simple ponytail. Her breasts were held high on her athletic chest and her stomach was hard on the inside with a soft layer covering the well developed muscles. Her legs were tight and firm and her ass was nearly flat, almost like a boy’s.

Jill, on the other hand, had short dark hair that was cut so it fitted close to her angular face. Her complexion was paler than Laurel’s golden tan, and the contrast made her look sexy in a vulnerable sort of way. Her brown eyes were sunk deep in her face beneath dark, thin brows. Her lips were full and pouty, and her breasts were fuller, though not overly large. Her legs weren’t quite as slim, and her butt was much rounder, more of a bubble butt.

They looked wonderful together, and gradually Jill shifted around to where she could put her head in Laurel’s lap. Laurel ran her hands through the short dark hair and Jill twisted so she was facing the other girl. She lifted her shoulders up and Laurel put her hands around her, drawing her into a long sexy kiss. Laurel kept her eyes open, staring at her father as she kissed her girlfriend.

It was as if she was kissing him at the same time, or inviting him to join in the kiss. Bob felt a hard-on starting in his pants and moved to straighten it. Bill grinned and shifted his own cock, rubbing it lightly to emphasize its outline. Bob glanced over at it and then back at the two girls.

They started taking each other’s clothes off, starting with pulling off their tops. Neither was wearing a bra, so their naked breasts were quickly exposed to the brothers’ view. They both smiled and patted each other on the thigh.

Next came the shorts, which peeled down slower because they fit so tight. The panties quickly followed. Laurel looked at her father and her uncle touching each other. “Well,” she said. “aren’t you two going to get rid of your clothes, too?”

“It’ll be a lot better party that way,” Jill said.

“Two times two is a lot more than one times one,” Laurel added.

The men were smiling hugely as they stepped out of their clothes, happy to comply. They sat back down and began stroking their own cocks. The girls rearranged themselves on the sofa in front of their panting audience. Laurel sat in a relatively normal position, except she spread her legs wide apart. Jill pushed the coffee table away and knelt between her roommate’s legs, running her fingers up the delicate insides as she bent to touch her lips to the smooth shaved pussy.

“Mmmm, feels good,” Laurel said as the girl lips touched her pussy lips. “Real good. She’s a good pussy eater, aren’t you baby?”

Jill looked up into Laurel’s eyes as Laurel held her head between her hands, smiling broadly. “I love to eat your pussy. It tastes so sweet.”

She turned her attention back to licking up Laurel’s slit and greasing the fingers of one hand in the folds of her cunt, slurping the juices into her hungry mouth. She found the bud of her clit and sucked on it, swirling her tongue around it and licking furiously while her index finger found its way inside Laurel’s hot pussy hole.

“Oh, that’s it, oh, fuck me with your finger, oh, eat me you bitch. Eat my pussy.” She ground her hips against the other girl’s face, trying to get the finger and the tongue deeper into her.

She looked over at her father and uncle through lust-glazed eyes. “She’s eating me real good, Daddy. I wanna see you do it to Uncle Bill, and then…” She gasped as Jill drilled another finger into her tight twat.

“Do it for me Daddy,” she moaned.

Bob looked at his brother, who was slowly stroking his hard cock as he stared at his niece getting her pussy eaten. Sweat was gathering on his brow, and his breathing was growing shallow. Bill looked at his brother and slowed his pace. He spread his legs apart and Bob got down on his knees between them. He put one hand on his brother’s swollen cock and smelled the musky scent of it.

Gingerly, he stuck out his tongue and touched the head, licking it up and down until it was wet all over. His other hand went under the delicate balls. He slipped the head into his mouth and sucked on it, bringing a sigh from Bill’s lips.

“Ah, that’s it, suck it, suck my cock,” he said as Bob plunged deeper on the throbbing shaft. “Oooh, yeah, take it all, baby, take it all in your mouth.”

Bob worked his lips down farther and farther until he felt his brother’s stiff prick touching the back of his throat. He held himself there for a moment, then pushed forward so the organ filled his mouth completely. His lips touched his brother’s stomach and the top of his balls.

Bill shoved his hips upward and put his hands beside Bob’s head, starting to fuck slowly in and out of his mouth. “So good,” he said. “You suck me so good. Um, I love to fuck you.”

“Oh, that’s it, Daddy,” Laurel said. “Suck his cock. Suck him off.” She was thrashing around wildly now, holding on to Jill’s head as she bounced up and down on the sofa. She watched her father sucking his brother and a tingling started up her back.

“Ooh, I’m gonna cum, Daddy. I’m gonna cum in Jill’s mouth. Is Uncle Bill gonna cum, too?”

“I’m working on it, baby,” Bill said. “I’m getting there.” He turned his attention to his brother, who was now slurping loudly and pounding his cock with his hand as well as his lips, and his other hand was massaging his plump balls. He looked over at the two girls gyrating on the sofa, saw Laurel’s face contorted with passion as Jill buried her head in her smooth little pussy.

“Yeah, I’m gonna cum,” he said. “Here it comes, Bob. Are you ready for it? Ready to eat my cum?”

Bob could only mumble incoherently, as his mouth was stuffed full of hot cock. He tried to say, “Uh-huh,” but wasn’t sure how it came out. It didn’t matter, because in a manner of seconds, the first drops of hot cum were exploding into his mouth. He lapped at them with his tongue, then relaxed a little and let the next big burst swell his cheeks. He felt a little drizzling out of the corners of his mouth as another blast soaked him.

He swallowed the first mouthful and as he was swallowing, another load erupted, this one falling across his lips and cheek. He put his mouth back on his brother’s cock and sucked like he was sucking on a straw, drawing the last bit of cum out of his swollen balls.

“God, that looks sexy, Daddy,” Laurel said. “Cum splashed across your face. Oh, God. Come here and kiss me with it, Daddy.”

Bob got up from his kneeling position and resisted the urge to wipe his mouth. He looked straight into his daughter’s eyes. She was lying on the sofa with her arms outstretched to him. He leaned down to her, touching her breasts and tweaking the small pink nipples as their lips touched.

Her lips were incredibly soft and sweet. She brushed her tongue across his lips and then licked at the cum puddled on his cheek until she had lapped up every trace of Bill’s cum. Laurel then drilled her tongue into her father’s mouth, swirling the taste of her uncle’s cum inside her father’s mouth.

“Ummm, tastes so good. That was sooo sexy, Daddy. God, I loved seeing you suck Uncle Bill’s cock, and when you ate his cum, God, I thought I’d die. You really are the world’s most wonderful Daddy. I love you.” She threw her arms around him and hugged him to her, pressing her tiny breasts against his hard chest as she savored the taste of cum from his mouth.

Chapter three

It was a couple of weekends after the foursome with her roommate and Bob and his daughter when Bill’s son came home. He attended a different college than Laurel, one that was a couple of hundred miles away and had a slightly different schedule. Mark was a senior this year, but hadn’t started a job search yet, as he was considering Graduate School.

He was a little shorter than his father, and a little heavier, about the same height and weight as Bob. He put his things into his room, changed into shorts and a T-shirt, and plopped down on the couch. He made a few phone calls and then turned on the TV.

Bill was out doing some grocery shopping, and as he flipped through the TV channels, Mark got bored and decided to look through the videos in the cabinet. He saw some classics, a few newer titles, and then he came across a row behind the regular videos. He was surprised to find porn tapes there, and as he looked through them he found several group sex videos, some bisexual ones, and a few gay ones.

He put in one of the gay videos and watched in fascination as the models sucked and fucked each other. There wasn’t much plot, just raw fucking and sucking. Nevertheless, Mark’s cock began to get hard as he watched lips encircling huge stiff organs. He rolled down his pants and began stroking his own hard cock. Just as he was working up a good sweat, the door opened, and Bill set some grocery bags on the floor.

Mark zipped his pants up as his father turned to get the rest of the groceries. When he retuned, Mark had turned off the TV and video player and was struggling to hide his still burgeoning cock.

“Been watching porn, huh?” Bill said.

“Well, uh, yeah. Sorry.”

“It’s okay. What kind were you watching?”

“Um, well, it was just one I picked up sort of at random.”

“Yeah, I understand. What kind?”

“Well, it was, that is, I guess it was a gay video.”

“Expanding your horizons? I mean, I know you’re not gay, but you must be interested enough to put on that video.”

“Uh, yeah, I guess I’m interested. Curious, at least.”

“Um-hm. It’s okay. I get it. I mean, why do you think they’re in there if I’m not at least curious too?”

“Yeah, I guess I should have thought of that.”

“And it looks like it got you pretty excited,” he said, looking at the bulge in his son’s pants.

“Yeah, I guess you could say that.”

“Have you ever been with a man?”

“No, well, not exactly. I mean, I was in this threesome once, but I never did anything with the other guy, not directly.”

“You know, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you for a long time. It’s about, well, it’s about me and your Uncle Bob.”

“You guys do it together, don’t you?”

“Does the whole damn family know about this?”

“If you mean including Laurel, then the answer is yes.”

“She told you?”

“We discussed it and we both suspected.”

“She likes it.”

“Uh-huh, I know.”

“Well, in that case, maybe you’ll like it too. Let me see what you’ve got that’s dying to get out of those pants.”

Mark grinned at his Dad and stepped out of his jeans, stripping his underwear down with them. Bill took off his own pants, unbuttoned his shirt, and sat down on the couch, stroking his cock as he eyed his son’s bulging hard-on. “But,” Bill said, “there’s something you oughta know in advance. I like to play, and touch, and jack off with another man, but I’ve never sucked a cock.”

“So, if any sucking goes on, it’s gonna be by me,” Mark said.

“That’s the idea.”

Bill reached out and took his son’s cock in his hand. It was long and hard and hot, practically throbbing in his hand as he stroked it up and down. “Feels good,” he said.

“Yes, it does,” Mark said, reaching over to fondle his father’s cock.

“Ummm, that’s the way. Yes, that feels sooo good. Don’t you wanna take it in your mouth and taste it?”

Mark didn’t answer, but he leaned over and brushed his lips against his father’s cock. It was the first time he had been this close to another man’s cock, and he was glad it belonged to his Dad. He opened his mouth and kissed the head, then slid it inside his mouth, sucking tentatively on it.

“Oooh, my little boy, my sweet little cocksucking boy,” Bill said, moving his hips forward so his cock entered his son’s mouth. “Suck me baby, suck me off.”

Mark struggled with what to do and how he was feeling. He had had his own cock sucked many times, and he knew what felt good to him, so he tried to emulate those blow jobs. It must have been successful, for his father was groaning and clutching at his hair and grinding his hips in a circular motion.

Mark slid his lips down toward the base of his father’s big hard cock and he could smell the musky odor adding to the sensation as he began wrapping his lips around the strong pulsing shaft. Bill pushed upward and suddenly his cock was past Mark’s mouth and into his throat.

Mark gagged a little and his eyes grew huge as he struggled to keep up with his father’s demands. Bill ran his fingers through his son’s hair and looked down into his eyes. “Easy,” he said. “Why don’t you get down on the floor so you can get to it better?”

When he got up from his sitting position, Mark let the hard cock slip from his lips as he repositioned himself on the floor, kneeling between his father’s outstretched legs. He ran a hand through his hair, took a deep breath and started sucking again. This time it was easier, and as the big cock went in and out of his mouth he found himself getting more and more excited.

His own cock was hard and stiff between his legs and the more cock he got in his mouth, the harder his own cock grew. He slid down deeper, and this time when his father thrust forward, his dick slid easily into his son’s eager throat.

Mark held still for a few seconds as he got used to not being able to breathe, and then he grabbed his own cock and began jacking off as he sucked harder and harder on his father’s big hard-on. He became light headed as he gulped more and more of the delicious taste of it deep into his mouth.

Bill put both his hands beside his son’s head and guided his dick down Mark’s throat, fucking him as deep as he could go. He felt his stomach pressing against Mark’s cheeks and held himself there, wriggling his stiff prick back and forth in his mouth.

“Oooh, that’s it. Now you’re getting it. Suck it, baby. Oh, yeah, suck it all the way off.” He threw his head back and closed his eyes as his son slurped up and down on his cock. Mark was by now completely under the cock spell. He was drunk with lust for his father’s cock and he abandoned himself to getting him off.

“Umm, yes. Uh-huh. Daddy’s gonna cum for you now. Cum right in your sweet little cock sucking mouth. Here it comes. Take it baby. Take it like a man.”

The first hot drops shot out of Bill’s pulsating cock and Mark sucked them down his throat without even thinking. The next load came as he was near the head, and some of that splashed outside his mouth, streaming down to his chin. The rest of it plopped on his tongue and he rolled it around a little before swallowing it. Bill’s cock plunged in again and shot another blast down his son’s throat.

“Unnh,” he groaned. “Eat that cum. Oooh, yes, umm, suck that cock baby. Suck it like you love it.”

Mark was now moaning deep down in his throat as his father squirmed around on the couch, squeezing the last drops of his cum out. Mark had also cum, though in the throes of his father’s orgasm, he hadn’t exactly realized it. Now his hand came back covered with sticky goo, and as he lapped up the last of his father’s cum, he stuck his fingers in his mouth and tasted his own hot semen.

Bill stroked his son’s head, cooing to him as he came down off his lust high. “You did good, son. You sucked me off like a pro and swallowed a big load of juicy cum. You loved it, didn’t you? Loved sucking your dad off?”

“Yeah, it was fun,” Mark said. “My first time to do it. I came too.”

“You did? Let me see?” Bill sat up slightly.

Mark held his fingers up to show his father the remains of his cum dripping from them. While Bill watched, Mark slowly licked the white liquid off his finger and then stuck it deep into his mouth and sucked it like a miniature dick.

“Oh, yeah. You’re hot for it. That looks so goddamned good. My son the cock sucker. God, wait’ll I tell your Uncle Bob. He’ll want some too.”

“You mean you want me to suck both of you off? At the same time?”

“Uh-huh. Sounds great, doesn’t it?”

A small smile crept up Mark’s face as he realized just how good it did sound to him.

Chapter four

Back at college, Laurel and Jill were busily plotting what they would try next, having already conquered Laurel’s father and uncle. “And don’t you have a cousin, too? A cute one?”]

“Yeah, Mark. He’s cute all right, and I think he’d be an easy catch. As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if he hadn’t done it with his Dad already. You know, Uncle Bill was pretty into that cock sucking with my Dad.”

“And you think he and his son might be doing it too?”

“If not, I’ll bet we could get it started, just like we did with Dad and Uncle Bill.”

“We didn’t exactly start that,” Jill said.

“I know, but we encouraged it, and we could do the same with Mark. I just know we could get all the guys in my family sucking each other.”

“Your Dad’s pretty resistant to actually doing it, isn’t he?”

“That’ll be our ultimate goal then, to see him sucking cock. And, speaking of family, what’s up with yours? Any good candidates there?”

“Oh, so now we’re on a crusade to get both our families involved in this circle of lust?”

“Sure, why not?”

“Well,” Jill said, “as you know, my father’s long gone, and I don’t really get along that well with my mother. I do have a younger sister, though, who we might seduce.”

“She’s still living at home?”

“Yeah. I’m not sure how things are going with her and Mom these days, but I’m due to go there in a couple of weeks, so I’ll report back to you.”

“And I’ll let you know the score with Mark.”

“Uh-huh, and we’ll see who scores first, or biggest,” Jill said, laughing.

Laurel went home first, and when she threw her bags on her bed, her cousin Mark stuck his head in the door. “Hi, glad you’re back,” he said, grinning broadly.

“Yeah, good to see you too,” she said, looking him over carefully. “And just what is it you’ve been up to recently?”

“What do you mean?” he said, suppressing a smile.

“Well, who looks like the cat that just dragged in the canary?” she said.

Mark laughed at her and blushed and brushed against her, knocking her just enough off balance that she fell onto her bed. She pushed her luggage aside and fluffed her hair as she lay back. “Ah,” she said, “It feels good to be back in my own bed.”

“Oh, whose bed have you been in recently?” Mark said, continuing to grin.

“My bed at school, silly. Well, in more than one, actually, but whose have you been in? Or rather, whose pants have you been in? It’s all over your face.”

“I’ve been dying to tell someone, but there’s no one I can trust. No one but you, that is,” he said, looking deep into her eyes for confirmation.

“Of course you can trust me, silly. I’m your family, and we’ve known each other for forever.”

“Are you sure? I mean, it’s kind of, um…..”

“Shocking? Don’t worry about that. Listen, I’ll tell you who I’ve been doing if you tell me the same. I’ll even go first.” She paused for a few moments, and sat up on her bed. Her cousin had set most of her baggage on the floor and was sitting on the floor cross-legged in front of her. She shook her head to settle her soft blond hair around her shoulders, wetted her lips, and pulled one long leg up beside her, letting her cousin see the place where her shorts rode up into her crack.

She looked down at him sitting with his legs spread wide apart and noticed that he shifted slightly as she drew her leg up tighter, exposing more of her shorts as they clung between her legs. She smiled at him and thought he probably needed to adjust his cock, but she kept looking right at him.

“Well, I’m doing my roommate, for one.”

“Oh, wow. You are? With another girl. Oooh, that’s super. And, you said, ‘for one.’ Who’s another?”

“Wait a minute. I said I’d tell you one if you told me one, not I’d tell you all.”

“Hey, I don’t remember that rule.”

“It doesn’t change the rule, though. So, now, cough it up. Who’s got you grinning like Alice’s cat?”

“Well, it’s, uh, I’m not sure I can just say it that easy, because it’s, um….”

“It’s Uncle Bill, isn’t it?” she said, practically squealing with delight. “You did it with your Dad, didn’t you? Oh, this is so hot.”

“You mean, you’re not shocked?”

“No, silly boy. I pretty much had guessed it anyway, just like your uncle and my Dad. We both almost knew anyway, and then…….”

“And then what?” Mark said, his eyes bulging.

“And then me and Jill found out for sure.”

“You did your Dad too?”

“Uh-huh, and your Dad, and then they did each other, or at least my Dad did your Dad.”

“Oh, God, I love you Laurel,” Mark said, rising to hug his cousin. “You’re already about the sexiest thing around, and then you go and fuck your Dad and my Dad, and your roommate.”

“And she fucked them too.”

It was more than Mark could stand. His cousin was telling him all about who she had fucked in the family, and how hot it was to have two men, and that was just what his father had been talking to him about.”

He threw his arms around her shoulders, kissed her cheek and her hair, and pulled her against his chest. His heart was beating so fast, Laurel was sure he had a hard-on poking toward the ceiling. She put her hands around his lower back, slid them down to press his firm butt cheeks, and slid one hand up between his legs.

When her fingers grazed against his dick, Mark gasped. He relaxed a little as she began rubbing up and down on it through his shorts. “Um,” he said, “that feels nice,” and began humping himself against her fingers.

“It was meant to be, don’t you think?” she said. “We were meant to fuck each other.”

“And both of our Dads, it seems,” Mark said, pulling his T-shirt over his head. Laurel quickly did the same, then repeated the action for the T-back bra she was wearing. Mark stared at her while he stepped out of his shorts. She had wavy blond hair that cascaded over her shoulders, high pink cheeks, full soft lips, and breasts that looked like they were molded to fit his hands. They were luscious looking, not too big, and not saggy at all. The darker nipples stood up erect as if they were waving in the breeze waiting for a pair of lips to suck on them.

Laurel shimmied out of her shorts, and stood up to let Mark see her slender legs and the triangle of her cunt through her almost transparent panties. She put one hand on his shoulder. “Aren’t you going to take them off for me?” she said.

Mark touched the waistband of his cousin’s thin panties with trembling fingers and slowly inched them down her smooth legs. She stepped out of them and he saw how smooth she was—no pubic hair anywhere. He knew she must shave it, but it hypnotized him anyway. It made her look girl-like, he decided, and completely sexy.

She sat back down, then scooted back on her elbows as Mark threw his own briefs aside. He held his rock hard cock in his hand as he looked down on his beautiful cousin. Her legs were spread apart, but her knees were up. He crawled up toward her and parted them, looking down at her bare pussy.

“What d’ya wanna do first?’ she said, smiling. “No, wait, don’t answer that. I wanna see you jack it off, and then I want you to eat my pussy,” she said, her voice growing husky with desire.

Mark was already holding his cock and started to slowly jack it off in front of his cousin. He knee walked his way up the bed until he was crouching just over her face. “How’s this?” he asked.

“Looks yummy,” she said, licking her lips. “Bring it down a little closer.”

He kneeled toward her, and felt her fingers encircle the shaft of his cock. He sighed as she squeezed it in her hand, and then she had pulled him toward her and shoved it in her mouth.

“God, that feels good,” he said, his breathing growing rapid. He bunched his fingers in her hair and watched her sucking on his cock, feeling her going deeper with every stroke. He started stroking forward the way his Dad had done with him, fucking into her mouth as she sucked him harder and deeper.

Wet, slurping sounds came from her mouth as she continued to feast on her cousin’s bulging hard-on. She closed her eyes and increased her pace, sucking him harder and harder, tickling his balls with one hand, and then squeezing the base of his shaft. Just as he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, she moved her wet finger behind him and began probing for his asshole.

He felt the hardness of it poised to enter him, and then just as she was swallowing his entire dick into her hot mouth, she plunged her finger all the way up his asshole. He nearly screamed out in combined agony and ecstasy. But, it had the desired effect, and he began to immediately cum as hard as he had ever cum in his life.

His balls emptied into her grasping mouth and dribbled out down her chin as she continued to slurp and suck at him and she pounded her finger deep into his asshole, exciting him even more. Each burst went inside her lovely mouth, and each time a little would seep out at the corners. He thought he was finished, but as she pulled her finger out with a little ‘plop,’ and her delicate fingers encircled his swollen balls, another load shot out. She puffed her cheeks out and let his dick slide from between her lips.

Big wormy strands of cum clung to her lips, and she stuck a finger inside and drew more out. “Ummmm,” she said, “nothing tastes as good as fresh, hot cum. Here, you wanna taste?”

She leaned forward and kissed him full on the lips, instantly sliding her tongue into his mouth and delivering a red hot load of musky cum to his mouth. He inhaled the fragrance of it and swirled it around in his mouth, savoring the full taste of his own cum and sharing it with his sexy cousin.

Chapter five

Jill went home the next weekend full of the story that Laurel had told her about her cousin. She let those images play in the back of her mind and join those of she and Laurel eating each other, and then that time they did both of the brothers—Laurel’s Dad and Uncle. That had been hot, and Jill was determined that her time with her younger sister would be just as hot as Laurel’s with her cousin.

“How ya doing, sexy?” Jill said as the two hugged at the door.

“How’s about yourself, sexy?” Gina said.

“Oh, just fine. Been having some real good times with my roommate, and, her family too.”

“Oh? She’s got a nice family?”

“Very nice,” Jill said, emphasizing the ‘very’ and giving her sister a wink. Their Mom was bringing in the last of the bags and the sisters kissed each other on the cheek and gathered up all of Jill’s things and took them up to her room.

“Tell me,” Gina said as soon as they closed the bedroom door.

“In a minute,” Jill said, tossing off her top and unzipping her skirt. She hung the things up, opened the door and looked down the hall, and then left it propped open enough that she could see if their mother was approaching. She stood with her back to the wall as her younger sister stared up at her with expectant eyes.

Gina was in her final year of high school, had already turned eighteen, and had been accepted to the same university Jill attended for the next semester. Jill’s profile was highlighted by the light creeping in the doorway, showing her short, sleek black hair cropped close to her face, her black bra jutting out into the room, her flat stomach and her small silky panties.

She looked across at her sister, her chest heaving from the emotion she was already feeling. Gina had on a button up top that was tied up under her bra in a loose bow, and shorts that curled around her to form a faux skirt. Her hair was considerably longer, its dark brown waves reaching well across her shoulders and half way down her back. Her hazel eyes were focused on her older sister.

Jill unstrapped her bra and tossed it aside. She touched herself, making her nipples stand up at attention. She smoothed her hands down her sides, emphasizing the soft curves of her hips.

“Well, who?” Gina said.

“Oh, yeah. Well, for starters, there’s my roommate.”

“Oh, oh, oh, you’re doing another girl. I’m so jealous. What’s it like? Is it ultimately sexy?”

“So, you’re more than a little curious, eh?’

“I’ll say. I’ve been dying to try it, but it’s hard finding the right person who won’t blab it all over school.”

“Uh-huh. All that changes when you get to college.”

“You get your own room, too. You can just do it there. Here, what can I do?”

Jill took the three steps it took to get to her sister, stopped and slowly peeled her panties down. “Well, you could try this, for starters, that is,” she said, smiling as she spread her hairless legs.

Her sister looked up at her, and then down at her silky smooth pussy. Involuntarily, one of her hands crept up between her sister’s legs. She nervously ran her fingertips across Jill’s pussy lips, and Jill sucked in air. Getting a little bolder, Gina pressed her fingers into the moist slit and felt for the budding clit.

Jill leaned her head back as her sister started fingering her cunt. There was something about it being her sister that made it ten times more exciting than with any other girl. “Ummm, feels good sis,” she moaned.

Gina put her other hand on her sister’s bare ass and pulled her down on the bed on top of her. She slid around so she was facing the other way because there wasn’t enough room on the bed with them facing the same way. This reversed their positions, and Gina’s head was between her sister’s and she was lying face up and pulling the smooth wet pussy lips down toward her.

Jill spread her legs and slowly lowered herself to her sister’s waiting lips. As she felt the tongue start to lash at her swollen clit, she relaxed and sat down more. It felt so good to have her sister’s tongue working her over, it sent a shiver up her spine. Looking down at Gina’s little snatch, Jill had an overpowering urge and stretched herself out horizontally, bringing her head just above the sweet little pussy under her on the bed.

Gina spread her legs as her sister’s hair brushed across her stomach. She could feel fingers pushing her tender lips apart and then felt one enter her, followed by a smooth tongue licking on her clit.

Both girls were lashing their tongues in and out of each others pussies when they heard an unmistakable sound from the doorway. The door creaked, and then closed with a decided ‘click.’

“And just what do you two girls think you’re doing,” their mother June said. She stood with her hands on her hips and was tapping one foot.

Jill turned around first, and as she rolled off the top of her sister, Gina sat up. Both of them were staring at their mother. She was naked, something they had been totally unprepared for.

June smiled and walked slowly toward her daughters, grinning wickedly. They didn’t know what to think. She further disarmed them by saying, “without me, I mean. Of isn’t a mother allowed to join her daughters in their fun?”

The two girls were flabbergasted. June was just under 40 and had managed to maintain her figure by a regimen of bicycle riding, swimming and tennis. She had light brown hair that was blond on the tips, green eyes, full lips, and breasts that were full without being heavy. Her nipples were standing erect.

“Well, what are we waiting for?” she said, kneeling down on the bed and touching Gina’s thigh and Jill’s ass. “Let’s have some girl fun.”

She kissed the thighs of her younger daughter and felt the light touch of her other daughter on her back. “Ooh, Mom. You’re gonna eat her pussy, aren’t you?” Jill said.

“Yes, and yours too honey. Lie down here beside her.”

The two young girls lay side by side and their mother hovered over them, kissing one pussy while she fingered the other.

June crawled up between the thighs of her younger daughter Gina and ran her fingers lightly up the insides of her legs. Gina was trembling as her mother parted per pussy lips and slicked a finger inside. June withdrew her finger, smiled, and licked the wetness from it. She snaked the finger in and out of her mouth like it was a little dick.

“Tastes good, my baby,” she said, almost purring the words.

“Oh, God, Mom, you look so sexy eating Gina’s pussy,” Jill cried, plunging her fingers deep into her own cunt.

“That’s it honey, get it good and wet for Momma,” June said, looking at Jill while she lowered her head into Gina’s cunt. “Cause you’re gonna be next, and then, well, and then I wanna watch the two of you the way you were.”

“Eating each other,” Jill said.

“Uh-huh. It got me so hot I couldn’t stand it. I’ve been watching you, and I can tell you’ve been getting it on with someone at school, probably your new roommate. I could practically smell her all over you when you came home. And Gina’s just been hot to eat some pussy since she started her senior year.”

“How’d you know that, Mom?” Gina said.

“A mother knows,” she said. “And a pussy eater knows another one.”

June licked her young daughter’s outer pussy lips and spread her legs wider. The warm lips in front of her widened and she stuck her tongue inside, lapping at all the juices flowing freely. She found the tiny erect clit and rolled it between her lips and tongue, bringing cries of pleasure from Gina, who was now whimpering like a little girl.

Jill sat up enough so she could get a better view of her mother eating pussy. She kept her hand buried in her own cunt and encouraged her mother, putting her free hand on the back of June’s busy head. She caressed her neck and patted the soft hair as June dove into her daughter’s sweet pussy. Soon she had a finger stroking in and out while she licked above the opening and sucked and teased at her daughter’s swollen clit.

“Oh, Mom. Oh God, Mom. That feels great. Oh God I love the way you eat my pussy,” Gina practically shouted.

“Ooooh,” she moaned. “I’m gonna cum.”

June mumbled a muffled response as she buried her face deeper into Gina’s heaving cunt, snaking her tongue up and down and drawing the aching clit in and out of her lips faster and faster. Her fingers plunged in at a furious pace, matching her frenzied licking and sucking.

Gina shouted and clenched her fingers, gripping the sheets, then grabbing her mother’s head and shoving it even deeper into her heaving pussy. She tightened her fingers, grabbing handfuls of hair as she was caught up in the wave of lust that wracked her body. June kept her lips locked tightly on the little pussy, and licked deeply, getting all the taste into her mouth. Gradually, as Gina’s thrashing began to subside, she licked slower and softer, nudging the last bits of the orgasm and its fluids out of her eighteen year old daughter.

“Oh, that felt so good, Mom. I’ve never cum like that before,” Gina said.

“It was beautiful, Mom,” Jill said, her own lips wet and parted. “I never knew you liked to eat pussy.”

“Oh, yes. Your father and I used to be quite the couple, or should I say threesome.”

“Who was the third?” Jill asked.

June laughed. “There were many thirds, and a few fourths to boot.”

“Our Mom the swinger,” Jill said, amazed.

“Uh-huh, but we didn’t want to force you girls into anything, so we kept it quiet.”

“On the sly, huh?” Jill said.

“That’s right, but no more. As a matter of fact, I’m ready for some more right now. How about you?”

“Be my guest,” Jill said, opening her legs to her mother.

Chapter six

“So, how’d you make out?” Laurel said as she eyed her roommate bending over to unpack her bags. “Looks like it must have been good from the way you’re glowing.”

“It shows that much?” Jill said.

“Like a 3-D cartoon,” Laurel said.

“Well, it was more than I even hoped for. I mean, it was like a triple hit homerun, or whatever they call those things when they really score big.”

“How big?”

“A double, or maybe a triple. I don’t know how to count it exactly. I got my sister, and she got me, and…..” she paused, looking Laurel in the eyes for effect.

“and we both got our Mom.”

“Really? Your Mom? I thought she was kind of a prude or something.”

“Didn’t turn out that way. Turned out she’s a pussy eater from way back, and a swinger, and, well, she ate both our pussies, and then we ate each other, and then we both ate her, and, whew!!”

“Oh, wow. You really did hit the jackpot, or honeypot. It’s making me hot right now. My pussy’s wet just from thinking about it.”

“Mine too.”

“So, our first stage went great, more than great. What can we do next?”

“How about if we try to get both our families together?”

“A party?”

“A sex party. A family sex party.”

The two girls collapsed on their beds, laughing and giggling. Jill finished putting her clothes away and they sat up discussing the ways to get their families together, and how they would get the sex started. They thought of many different ways, but eventually settled on a kind of lingerie show. However, Laurel thought they might want to make an intermediate move first.

“If I can get something going with my brother, Dad and Uncle all together, I think that would be a super start to loosening them all up.”

“And maybe I can get a guy to come over and help round out our all girl picture,” Jill said.

“Now we’re talking,” Laurel said. “Let’s think about it a little and next time we’ll go home on the same weekend.

It was almost a month later before the two girls could make their schedules work in sync with their families, so they would have most of the weekend together with nothing special to do. The hardest part was finding a man to join in with Jill’s family. They couldn’t figure out who it should be, or how to find a man that would be attractive to both Jill and Gina and their mother.

“A young guy?” Jill asked. “Like a college student? Someone we already know?”

“I don’t think so,” Laurel said. “Your Mom might like that, but who do we know we could trust with such a secret? And who have you fucked that you’re still seeing?”

“Hmm. No one, I guess. Okay, so who’s left? One of Mom’s friends? I hardly know any of them who are single.”

“Any likely couples? You said she’s a swinger.”

“Not really. There is Uncle Ted, but he’s a bit old and kind of cranky, and Aunt Dorothy, but she looks nice and all, but I think she’s got some church thing she’s big on.”

“How about your Dad?”

“Dad? He’s, um, where is he?” Jill said, thinking. “Oh, that’s right. He’s got a new job in another state. I haven’t seen him in ages. Maybe two years.”

“Since the divorce? You said that was about three years ago.”

“You know, I think I’ll call him. Maybe, just maybe. Well, if he doesn’t want to fuck Mom, or she doesn’t want to, maybe at least he’ll want to fuck me. He is pretty hot, now that I think about it.”

“That’s the spirit. More family fun.”

The new tactic called for a slight change in plans, as it wasn’t clear how involved Jill’s Dad would actually be. They viewed it as another conquest on the way to their ultimate goal: to get all of both their families fucking each other, regardless of gender. They wanted a full two family bisexual fuck fest.

Laurel decided to go ahead with her plan to get all of her family together, and Jill scrambled to get in touch with her Dad. She finally reached him, and he was delighted to hear from her. She could hear a note of longing in his voice, but didn’t know if it was for her, for her Mom, or just for the lifestyle they had all had together, or possibly something else.

She couldn’t make the trip to his house on her own, but he promised to send her a plane ticket and meet her at the airport. It turned out to be the same weekend she had planned to see her mother and sister, but since no one else appealed to her as an addition to their family fucking, she changed her plans, promising her mother and sister she would come again soon. In more ways than one, she thought.

Jill stepped off the plane and went through the security checkpoint on her way to the airport lobby. She looked around the group of waiting people, scanning for her father’s familiar figure.

She spotted his tall outline and chiseled features and waved to him. As he walked toward her, she surveyed him with new eyes. Charles was just over six feet tall, had a lean, well-kept physique, had light brown hair cropped close, hazel eyes, and a quick ready grin. He flashed his best smile at his lovely daughter.

As they hugged, Jill purposely ground her hips and her breasts against her father and kissed him on the neck, on the cheek, and finally on the lips. She allowed her tongue to brush ever so briefly against his closed lips before pulling away. Charles, or Chas, as he liked to be called was a strong, handsome man, and Jill felt proud to be walking by his side. She hoped people would think he was her date, and not her father, so she walked close to him, letting her hip touch his occasionally as he carried her suitcase to his car.

It was the first time she had been in his house, or townhouse apartment really, and he showed her to an upstairs bedroom and the bathroom that was down the hall. His own bedroom, on the same floor, had an attached bathroom, he explained, so she could have this one all to herself. The bedroom he showed her was furnished with what looked like a set right out of a furniture showroom. Everything matched, and the full sized bed had new looking covers on it, as if it had never been slept in.

“Let me see your room, now,” she said.

“Mine’s just down the hall,” Chas said.

“Uh-huh. I wanna see it.”

When he opened the door, Jill stepped in, looking all around for signs of whatever nightlife her father might be having. There were no signs of anything going on. The bed was queen sized, freshly made up, his clothes were put away in the full length closet, except for some men’s socks and underwear lying on the floor by the bed, which he picked up and tossed into a corner hamper. There was a TV and DVD player, and as she looked around she noticed that the closet doors were mirrored, and as she looked up she saw that the ceiling was too.

“What do you watch up there?” she said.

“Makes the room brighter,” he said.

“What do you watch on the TV?”

“Not much. Mostly movies on DVD.”

“Uh-huh. What kind? Do you do entertaining here? I mean, this looks kind of sexy, Dad. Do you have a girlfriend or something?”

“Not exactly. That is, I do entertain sometimes, and, but no I don’t have a girlfriend.”

“A boyfriend?”

“My, my, you’ve grown up some, haven’t you?”

“Uh-huh. So, what’s your answer?”

“No, not a boyfriend either.”

“Well, then who do you entertain here?”

“Occasional visitors.”

“Ah, I see. Nothing steady, eh? Just whatever comes to hand.”

“Sort of. You’re awfully curious about this.”

“You don’t know the half of it,” Jill said, smiling into her father’s eyes.

Chas looked at his young daughter standing in front of him in his bedroom asking him about his sex life. He thought how sexy she looked, and how it made him feel to have her alone with him in this intimate setting. He remembered watching sex videos, watching as he and his partner of the moment made love on the bed and saw the multiple reflections all around.

Jill put her hands on her hips and shifted her weight. Her top clung to her so that her nipples were clearly visible under the black tank type T, and her white skirt was short enough to be a tennis skirt. She had kicked off her shoes in her room. Her short black hair framed her face and her lips were a pale pink, soft and parted, as if waiting for him to make a move.

“Are you gonna kiss me, or what?” she said, holding her arms out to him.

Chas swallowed hard, the implication clearly that she wanted to be kissed, and not in a platonic father-daughter manner. He took two steps toward her, and she put her arms around his neck, drawing him closer.