A New Life: Extended

Literotic asexstories – A New Life: Extended by RGB650,RGB650 (This story is a sequel to “A New Life.” You may wish to read that story first to gain some background for this one.)

Riiiinng! Riinnnnng!

Mary Bursman paused on her son’s lap, his hard cock buried deep within her wet pussy, as he reached for the portable phone.

“Hello, Bursman’s residence. Tim speaking.”

Since Tim’s father, Paul Bursman, was pastor of Thomasville Community Church, the family never knew what a phone call might bring. So no matter what they were doing they stopped to answer.

“Oh, hi grandma.” Tim said. “What’s up?”

Mary smiled and began to move on Tim’s cock again as she realized it was Paul’s mother on the other end of the phone. Tim ought to really enjoy fucking his mother while talking to his super religious, ultra conservative grandmother, she thought.

Tim almost groaned out loud as he felt his mother’s hot, tight pussy slide up and down his sensitive cock. No matter how often he had sex with his mother (and that was almost daily these past few months) he still marveled at how wonderful it felt to be buried inside her welcoming body. He looked up at her with lust filled eyes. He knew what she was thinking and she was right. Committing incest with her while talking to his uptight grandmother was a real turn on.

“Sorry, grandma. What was that?” He had been so distracted by what his mother was doing he forgot to listen to what his grandmother was saying. “No, dad’s not home right now. He has a church meeting tonight. … What? … Yea, mom’s home. But she’s kind of busy right now.” He smiled at his mom and began to thrust with his hips, driving his boy-cock hard up into her steaming cunt, causing her to gasp in pleasure.

After listening for a minute, Tim said, “Oh, OK. Just a minute,” and held the phone out to his mother. “Grandma says it’s important and she needs to talk to you..”

Mary sighed and took the phone from her son. “Hi, Hannah. What do you need?”

As she listened to her mother-in-law talk, she continued to move on her son’s hard cock. Tim reached up and began to squeeze and caress her heaving breasts. Mary had to bite her lip to keep from moaning out loud as the sexual pleasure coursed through her body. Oh, how she loved fucking her son!

“I’m sure Paul will be able to see you tomorrow,” She managed to sound half way normal considering the circumstances. “What time do you think you will get here? … About 11 o’clock in the morning. … OK. I’ll tell Paul. … We will see you then. … OK. Bye.”

Mary tossed the phone onto the table, grabbed her son’s shoulders, bent forward to push one of her erect nipples into his mouth, and began to drive her cunt down hard on his thick cock.

“Oh, fuck, Tim! Suck mommy’s tit. Fuck my hot, incestuous pussy. That was so wild. Talking to your grandmother while you fucked me and played with my tits was driving me mad. I wanted to groan out loud and let her know I was getting fucked so good by my wonderful son. It would have really blown her mind. I’m so hot, honey. Fuck me. Fuck your mommy-slut real good, you motherfucker, you.”

As his mother increased the speed of her thrusts, Tim sucked on her soft breast for all he was worth, lashing her hard nipple with his tongue. He could feel the scalding heat of her wet pussy and knew she was really turned on. Again he began driving up into her open hole as hard as he could. Their frenzied fucking quickly brought them both to the point of climax.

“Fuck me, mom,” Tim cried out. “I’m almost there. I’m going to cum so hard in your hot, tight pussy. Take it, mom! Take my thick incestuous sperm deep in your incestuous womb. Oooohhhh, ffffuuuuccckkkk!”

Mary felt her son’s cock jerk inside her overheated pussy as he sent jet after jet of hot, sticky cum shooting into her hole. The heat of it triggered her own orgasm.

“Yyyyeeeesssss, Tim! I’mmmm cccuuuummmmmiiinngg! Fill mommy’s cunt with your hot seed. I want all of it. … Oh, shit! I’m cumming soooo gooooood!”

Tim and Mary clung to each other as their orgasms washed over them. Mary hugged her son tight, feeling his hot breath on her sensitive breasts, as her pussy squeezed and sucked on his throbbing shaft. Tim could feel his mother’s body milk him of every last drop of sperm he could produce. He shuttered as he sent one last shot into her receptive depths.

As they sat there basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, the door opened and Lydia walked into the room.

“Hi, mom. Hi, Tim. I’m home. … Wow! It looks like I just missed out on a wonderful time.”

Mary looked over her shoulder at her daughter. “Mmmmmm,” she purred. “That’s what you get for studying at the library so late.” Then she slowly slid off of her son’s lap and stretched out on the floor with her legs spread wide.

Lydia watched as her brother’s thick sperm began to leak from her mother’s puffy, red, obviously well-fucked pussy.

“Well, at least I get to taste the results,” she said, as she knelt down between her mother’s legs.

Taking a deep whiff of the musky scent of Mary’s cum-filled hole, she lower her face and licked up the entire length of her twat, drinking in the combined flow of her mother and brother’s fluids, before sending her tongue deep into her mother’s cunt for more.

Mary raised her knees, spreading her legs wide, as she opened her bald vagina to her daughter’s hot tongue. “Oh, yyyeeesss!” she moaned. “That feels sooo goooood. Suck mommy’s pussy. Lick all of your brother’s sticky, hot seed from my incestuous twat.”

Inflamed by her mother’s words, Lydia pressed her face hard into the wet pussy as she sucked and licked the sensitive flesh. Tim watched as his sister ate out their mother. Reaching down, he began to stroke his semi-hard shaft. “Yeah! Lydia. Do it. Suck mom’s pussy. I sure pumped a load of cum into her. Suck all of my seed out of her fuck-loving hole.”

That’s how Paul found his family when he returned from his meeting at the church: his wife, Mary, laying naked on the floor, her knees up, her legs spread wide, moaning as their daughter sucked her cunt; his daughter, Lydia, fully dressed, on all fours, her face buried in her mother’s twat, her ass lifted and inviting; and his son, Tim, also naked, sitting nearby watching the action as he stroked his hard, thick cock. The sight was enough to get him hard and turned on in an instant.

“Now, this is the way a man should come home and find his family,” he said, as he quickly undressed. “All together, loving each other; not off in their own little worlds, in separate rooms someplace.”

Naked, he walked up behind his daughter, lifted up her skirt exposing her naked butt (he knew she never wore underwear anymore), and slid his hand between her legs to feel the slick wetness that leaked from her excited pussy. Pushing her legs apart, he knelt down and guided the head of his engorged cock to her pink opening.

Lydia moaned into her mother’s twat as she felt her father’s big cock fill her hot pussy. Raising her head for a moment, she said, “Oh, yes, daddy. Fuck me. Fuck your daughter-slut with your big, hard daddy-cock. I love you so much. I need you to pump your hot incestuous seed into my hungry womb. Fuck me, daddy, and make me cum.” Then she dropped her face back into her mother’s wet pussy and attacked her clit with renewed vigor.

“Ooooooo, yyyeeeesssss!” Mary cried out as her leaking cunt quivered under her daughter’s attack. “Lick me good, honey! Drink all of mommy’s hot juices. … Fuck her, Paul. Fuck your incest-loving daughter and make her cum. Show her how much you love her. Drive that big cock of yours into her hot, little twat and fill her with your love seed.”

Tim couldn’t sit on the sidelines any longer. He moved over and pushed his hard cock into his mother’s mouth. “Suck me, mom. Let’s make this a whole family incestuous fuck fest. Suck my cock and make me cum in your hot mouth.”

Soon the only sounds in the room were moans, groans, and excited little cries as the four Bursmans fucked and sucked their way to a family orgasm.

Paul came first, triggering a chain reaction. “Oh, fuck! Your pussy is so hot and tight. You feel so good on daddy’s cock. I’m going to cum, honey. I’m going to fill your cock-loving twat with daddy-cum. Here it cccuuummmss.”

Lydia could feel the force of her father’s ejaculation as he sprayed his thick cream into her willing fuck hole. The taboo of it sent her over the edge. She moaned and pushed her tongue hard against her mother’s extended clit as her vaginal muscles milked the hot seed from her father’s pulsing cock into her young womb.

The extra pressure against her sensitive clit sent Mary orbiting into orgasm. A flood of cum juice poured from her mature pussy to bathe her daughter’s face. At the same time she sucked hard on her son’s pulsating cock, wanting to taste his creamy sperm as it poured into her mouth.

Tim grabbed his mother’s head and held her tight as his cock bucked in her mouth, sending his thick, white cum shooting to the back of her throat and down into her belly. “Swallow it, mom. Suck my fucking cock and drink all of my hot seed. Oh, ssshhhiiittt!”

The Bursmans collapsed into a heap as their orgasms faded. “Wow!” said Lydia. “That was great. I just love spontaneous family fun.” Paul smiled. He knew his daughter just loved to fuck, anytime, anywhere, as long as it was with her family. But he couldn’t fault her for that. He loved it too.

“Speaking of family,” Mary said. “Your mother called a little while ago. She sounded pretty upset about something, but wouldn’t say what. She is driving up here tomorrow to talk to you about it, Paul. Says she will be here around 11 o’clock in the morning. I hope that is OK with you.”

“Sure. I wonder what would bring her this far.” Paul said, knowing that his mother would never make the trip unless something was really important.

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Paul ushered his mother into his office. He could tell she was agitated and knew instinctively that something was really bothering her. He also noted that she was carrying a small plastic bag with her.

“Here, mom. Have a seat.” He said, indicating one of the chairs he used for counseling. “What’s wrong? You seem upset about something.”

“Oh, Paul,” Hannah sighed, on the verge of tears, her voice trembling. “I don’t know what to do. I’m in shock.”

“What’s happened?” Paul asked, taking her hand, trying to comfort her.

“It’s your father,” she replied, pulling her hand away. “I was doing some cleaning in his bedroom yesterday. (Paul knew his parents had slept in separate bedrooms for as long as he could remember. It was part of the sexual training his mother insisted on when he was growing up.) While working in the closet I knocked a box off of the shelf. When it fell, it opened and these fell out.” She handed him the plastic bag.

When Paul opened the bag he was stunned to find three sex magazines inside. One was a voyeur magazine with pictures of shots up women’s skirts, or down their blouses, or beach shots where the women were topless or even nude. The second one showed hardcore fucking in all kinds of different positions. And the third magazine was full of sex stories, everything from swingers to homosexual and lesbian action, to bondage and even incest.

“These are dad’s?” Paul asked, incredulously.

“Yes,” his mom replied. “I thought I knew him. Now I find these. And there are more just like them. Paul, your dad is some kind of sex pervert. What am I going to do?” She broke down and began to cry.

Paul took a deep breath. His head was swimming. His father bought and read sex magazines. Unbelievable! Then slowly he began to understand. There had been no sexual activity in their marriage for years. If his dad was a normal healthy male he needed some outlet for his desires. Since his wife would not fulfill them, he had turned to another source. If Paul could get his mother to understand his dad’s needs and see her place in helping him satisfy those needs, maybe he could help his parents find the joys of sex that he and Mary had discovered.

“Mom, when was the last time you and dad had intercourse?” he asked.

Hannah gasped at her son’s question. “Paul, how dare you ask such a question. You know sex is not a topic of discussion in our family.”

“Well, maybe it had better be now.” Paul responded, pointing to the magazines that lay on his desk.

Hannah looked at the magazines and shuttered. “You know your father and I don’t have to do that anymore. We’re done having children so there’s no need. It’s wrong, a sin.”

“No, it’s not, mom.” Paul replied. “I know that is what you taught me growing up. But it is just not true. I have had a lot of reason to study the Word on it lately. And I have discovered that it is not a sin. God made us sexual beings and encourages us to fulfill each other’s needs. It is a beautiful thing. That’s one of the reasons he established marriage.”

Hannah stared open-mouthed at her son. First her husband, and now her son. Was her whole world falling apart around her? “How can you say that? Of course it’s a sin. It’s what we believe.”

“No, mother. It may be what you believe. But that is not what God says in the Word. Here, let me show you.” And with that Paul showed his mother several passages that clearly showed sex in a positive way, even requiring husbands and wives to satisfy each other on a regular basis, even if having children was not the issue.

“All of these years, mom,” he said, “you have been refusing dad sex, and in so doing you have been sinning against the Word. Dad is a normal man, evidently with a normal man’s desires. Since you would not satisfy them, he had to find another outlet. You are partly to blame for these (he indicated the magazines).”

Hannah broke under Paul’s evidence. “Oh, Paul,” she sobbed. “What am I going to do? I am such a horrible wife and mother. I’ve ruined everything.” She buried her head in her hands and cried.

Paul felt sorry for his mother. He knelt at her chair and took her crying form into his arms. After a few minutes she began to calm down. Suddenly she pulled away from her son and sat stiff in her chair, her eyes questioning. Paul had never held her like that before.

Paul returned to his chair a little confused. One minute his mother was letting him comfort her, the next she was like a block of ice. What was going on? His pastoral instincts told him there was more to this than he knew.

“Does dad know you were coming to see me today?” he asked.

“No. He doesn’t know I found his magazines. I waited until he left for work this morning and then put a note on the table for him. He’ll find it when he comes home from work.”

“Mom, do you love dad?”

“Of course I love him. What kind of a question is that?”

“If you love him then you need to start satisfying his sexual needs. Maybe if you do he won’t need the magazines anymore.”

Hannah shuttered. “I … I can’t do that. I just can’t do it.” she cried, almost in panic.

“Mom, what’s wrong? I know there is more to it than this. What are you not telling me?”

“If your father loved me, he wouldn’t look at those magazines. It’s his fault.” she replied, almost in anger.

“Mom, quit it.” Paul said sternly. “You can’t pawn your problems off on dad. He must love you. Otherwise he wouldn’t just look at magazines. He’d be off having sex with some other woman. Something else is going on here. What is it? What are you afraid of?”

Again Hannah broke out in tears. Why was her son doing this to her. The memories came flooding back. She had tried to forget them, bury them deep in the past. But they kept coming back. And with them came the pain. Suddenly she had to tell someone or burst. She trusted her son. Surely Paul would not think her horrible.

Paul sensed her surrender. He watched as she slumped in her chair. She looked almost like a little child. He wanted to place his hand on her shoulder, comfort her. But somehow he knew she was not ready for that. He waited.

“I was raped.” She could barely get the words out.

“What? When? Where?” This was the last thing Paul expected to hear.

“When I was in high school, on my first date, actually. I thought he was such a nice guy. It was going so well. And then he started putting his hands on my … where he shouldn’t be touching. I got scared and told him to stop. Only he didn’t. He went further and further. He was too strong for me. I couldn’t stop him. When he … did it, it hurt, really bad. I cried and cried. Afterward he never spoke to me again.”

“Mom, that’s horrible. I never knew. … Does dad know?”

“No, goodness, no! What would he think of me?” Hannah sounded almost scared of the thought of her husband finding out.

“He loves you, mom. He’d probably begin to understand your fears and work with you to overcome them.” Paul tried to reassure her. After a short silence, he asked, “Why did you marry dad?”

“I love him,” was her simple reply. “I thought it would be different if we were married. But it wasn’t. The first time he tried to make love to me it hurt. All of the memories of that other time came back. I fought him. It was just horrible. … Later I read of a way to help with the hurt by using lubrication. We were able to have you. But I was always so scared. As soon as I could I insisted we stop. And now I’ve ruined our marriage!” She began to cry again.

Paul felt an overwhelming love for his mother. She had carried this burden for so many years. Now it was out in the open. Maybe he could help her; help her learn to love, help her learn to enjoy sex. He had to try.

“Mom, do you want to save your marriage?” he asked.

“Oh, yes, Paul,” she said through her tears. “But isn’t it too late?”

“No, I don’t think so. Like I said, dad must still love you. Otherwise he would have left you long ago. Are you willing to do whatever it takes to save your marriage?”

“Yes, … At least, I think so.” she answered hesitantly.

“Do you trust me?”

“Paul, I trust you more that anyone. I could never have gone to anyone else with this.”

“Good. I have an idea of how to get you over this, but you have to trust me completely and do what I say. I think I will need Mary’s help in this, maybe even Tim and Lydia.”

“Mary? Tim and Lydia? How can they help? You are not going to tell them are you?” Hannah sounded almost in a panic again.

“Mom, trust me. It’s OK. They will understand. And I think you will feel safer with them there.” Paul urgently tried to persuade his mother.

Hannah looked deep into her son’s eyes. She could trust him. She had to. If she was ever to get past this, to save her marriage, she had to trust him. She sighed. “OK, Paul. I’ll do whatever you say. Please help me.”

Paul and Hannah returned to the Bursman home. Paul took her into their bedroom. He found one of his wife’s new silk dressing gowns and told her to change into it and wait. He also suggested she remove her bra so the back strap did not get in the way of what he wanted to do. She was a little hesitant about going braless, but when he reminded her that she had agreed to do whatever he said, she finally agreed. Then he went out into the living room and brought his family up to date on what had happened and what he wanted to do.

Mary and the kids were shocked at what they heard.

“Raped! How horrible,” Mary remarked. “No wonder her ideas on sex were so strict. Do you think we can really help? Will she accept what you plan to do?”

“I don’t know,” Paul answered. “She has promised to do whatever I say. We will have to go slow. I’m hoping the experience of loving sex will change her mind and open her up sexually. We’ll just have to try and see.”

“Wow!” Tim exclaimed. “Seducing grandma. This is wild. Count me in.”

“I’m willing to help,” Lydia added. “I think it would be great if we could get grandma and grandpa to see how wonderful sex really is. Count me in, too.”

The four Bursmans entered the bedroom. They found Hannah sitting on the bed, dressed in the dressing gown, a worried look on her face. Mary went straight to her mother-in-law and hugged her. “Oh, Hannah. I am so sorry about what you’ve had to go through. Please let us help you.”

“I don’t know if I can do this,” she said, as the family gathered around her.

“Try, mom,” Paul encouraged. “For the sake of your marriage you have to try.”

She sighed. “OK, what do I have to do?”

Paul quickly took charge before she could change her mind. “Just lay on your stomach on the bed. We are all going to touch you, show you what loving caresses can be like. All you have to do is lay there and enjoy.”

Hannah laid down and closed her eyes. When she was in position Paul, Mary, Tim and Lydia formed a circle around her. They all gently placed their hands on her back and began to caress her. Every once in a while one or another of them would use their fingernails to scratch up and down her back. They all spoke encouraging words to her.

“Just relax and enjoy, mom. I love you. Trust us.”

“Gee, grandma, you feel so good. Love you.”

“You are special, Hannah. We all love you.”

Grandma, I love you. I love touching you. Enjoy.”

At first Hannah remained tense. This kind of touching was new to her. As time went on she began to relax. The feel of silk against her body was nice. The hands of her family were gentle and loving. Their words soothed her troubled mind. She began to enjoy the feelings that flowed through her body.

As Paul felt his mother relax more and more, he signaled his family to begin the next phase of their plan. Their caresses now extended out onto her arms and legs. Gently they included all of her back side. At first she tensed as hands touched her bare arms and lower legs or glided over her buttocks, but she said nothing.

Her family continued to whisper encouragement and love. She felt them change places often so each one had access to all parts of her back. Slowly she sank deeper and deeper into a sea of sensations the likes of which she had never experienced before. She did not even notice when Paul began to squeeze her ass cheeks or realize that the hem of her gown was slowly being raised to allow them to touch more of her bare skin.

She did jump a little when Tim lightly kissed the nape of her neck for the first time. It sent tingles down her spine and gave her goose bumps. But it only added to the wonderful sensations flowing through her. Still she kept her eyes closed and tried to enjoy what her family was doing to her. Soon all of them were kissing her everywhere: on the neck, arms, back, legs, and even on her panty covered ass. The sexual tension soared through her body and she felt herself begin to get wet between her legs for the first time in her life.

By this time the hem of her gown was up to her waist, fully exposing the back of her panties. Either she did not notice or she did not care. She was enjoying this “treatment” too much to think about it. And then she felt their gentle hands turning her over onto her back.

For a moment again she tensed, feeling the old apprehensions rise to the surface. But as her family continued their gentle touching, encouraging words, and light, loving kisses, she relaxed once again. Keeping her eyes closed she was determined to see this through and she sure was enjoying it. Maybe there was something to this sex stuff after all.

As his hands caressed his mother’s body, Paul became more and more excited. His mom had a nice body. He did not realize her breasts were as large as they were. Her legs were toned and shapely. When she relaxed and smiled, her face was beautiful. He found himself getting a hard on. Could he actually make love to his own mother? The way things were going he just might. He bent down and kissed his mother lightly on her lips.

Hannah was finding it harder and harder to protest against anything that was happening to her. Her body seemed to cry out for the attention it was getting. She hungered for more of the sensual feelings coursing through her. Hands touched her face, arms, legs, stomach, and chest. Lips kissed her face, lips, neck, legs. Mouths sucked on her fingers and toes. The silk rustled against her skin in such a sexual way. Soon she found herself kissing back whoever kissed her. She began to moan almost constantly, to the point it sounded like she was purring.

Carefully Mary and Lydia began to unbutton the front of Hannah’s silk dressing gown. As they did, hands began to reach inside, touching and caressing her bare skin. Hannah gave a sharp intake of breath when a hand stroked her bare breast for the first time. But she couldn’t say anything. Tim’s mouth was pressed hotly against her own and his tongue was trying to enter beyond her lips.

Mary felt her mother-in-law’s nipple harden under her touch and smiled. Paul was right. She was getting turned on. If they kept this up she just might have an orgasm. And if she felt how wonderful that was, maybe she would want more. Mary found herself envisioning her husband sliding his hard cock into his mother’s wet pussy and fucking her to an earth-shattering climax as he filled her with his incestuous seed. At the very thought of it, her pussy gushed a flood of slick juice which flowed down the inside of her leg.

Lydia undid the final button and slowly spread open the front of Hannah’s gown, exposing her grandmother’s semi-naked body for the first time. They all gazed lustfully at her naked breasts as they moved on her heaving chest. Her areola were large and very light in color, almost invisible. Her nipples stood hard and firm. Paul reached out and gently cupped his mother’s breast, rubbing the tip of his thumb over the hard nipple.

Hannah moaned out loud as her son and daughter-in-law played with her breasts. Her mind screamed for her to stop this assault on her body. It was not right. But her body cried out for more. Never had she felt such exquisite energy charging through her nerve endings. Her vagina tingled, as if electrically charged, and hot juices flowed freely from her pussy, soaking her panties.

When she moaned, her mouth opened and Tim’s tongue slipped into his grandmother’s mouth. Being french kissed by her grandson only increased Hannah’s sexual feelings. As if of it’s own accord, her tongue began to duel with his.

Lydia saw the wet patch on her grandmother’s panties and reached between her legs to stroke her inflamed pussy. She ran her finger up and down her moist slot, making sure to stroke her clit on each pass. Mary leaned down and sucked a nipple into her mouth. Quickly Paul followed suit, taking her other nipple into his mouth. His mother was squirming all over the bed as the sexual tension in her body increased.

And then she was there. For the first time in her life, her body exploded in orgasm. She felt as if she was bursting at the seams. Wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure shot through her overheated body. She jerked and convulsed for what seemed like several minutes before relaxing back down on the bed.

She looked at her son in amazement. “Wow!” she gasped. “That was wonderful. What happened? I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

“You had an orgasm, mom,” Paul told her. “A wonderful, loving, intense orgasm, given you by your caring, loving family. Did you like it?”

“Oh, yes! I never dreamed anything could feel so good. Thank you for showing me. … I love you all.” She said, gazing around at her family gathered around her.

“We’re not done yet, mom. You really need to experience several more.” Paul told her. “One orgasm is not going to remove all of your inhibitions. We have a lot more to show you before you are ready to work on your marriage with dad.”

Hannah knew that what her son said was true. She knew almost nothing about good sex and pleasing her husband. Until today she only had her bad experiences, and they had haunted her for most of her life. Now she knew there was another side to sex, a side that could be exciting and wonderful. Suddenly she wanted to learn more. And she had a loving family right here ready and willing to help her learn. “What do I have to do?” she asked, eagerly.

“Sit up for a second,” Paul instructed her. “Let’s get rid of this gown. It’s not covering much of anything any more anyway.”

As she sat up, Hannah realized for the first time she was almost naked in front of her family. She blushed a deep red and tried to cover her large breasts.

“Wow, grandma! Don’t hide them.” Tim encouraged. “They’re beautiful. You should be proud to show them off.” He reached out and moved his grandmother’s hands down to her sides, gazing lustfully at her exposed tits.

Again Hannah blushed. She was not used to receiving compliments on her looks. But she found she liked hearing her grandson’s words, as well as the look in his eyes as he stared at her bare breasts. As she glanced around the room she noticed that everyone was enjoying looking at her. It excited her to realize she could cause such lust with her body.

She allowed Paul to slip the gown from her arms. Then she laid back down on the bed and waited expectantly for what her family would do next.

Once again Paul and his family began to caress her body from top to bottom. They would cup and squeeze her breasts, suck on her nipples, and kiss her mouth. Hannah now tried to participate. She would eagerly thrust her breasts up into the hands and mouths of those touching her. She willingly opened her mouth to the tongues that sought to invade her lips. She gazed into each of their eyes, reading the lust that was there and letting them see the lust that shone in her own eyes. She even spread her legs to the kisses they planted on her inner thighs. All the while her body began to build once again toward those glorious feelings of sexual tension and release.

As Hannah became more excited, Paul reached down and caressed her pubic mound through her panties. He marveled at how wet she was, how eagerly she pushed her mound up into his hand. When he felt another hand join his, he looked up into Tim’s smiling face and let him feel his grandmother up. Soon Mary and Lydia also had their opportunities to feel the hot, wet mound of his mother’s womanhood.

Paul signaled to his wife that he wanted to remove his mother’s panties. Mary leaned next to Hannah’s face and said, “Raise your hips a second, Hannah.”

Without thinking, Hannah raised up and felt her panties being dragged down her legs and off her feet, exposing her hairy vagina to her family’s gaze. Suddenly she realized that she was now totally naked in front of her family. Her eyes opened wide and she looked questioningly up at her daughter-in-law.

Mary put her finger over her mother-in-law’s lips. “It’s OK, Hannah. Just relax and enjoy.” With that she bent down and kissed her deeply.

Before Hannah could gather herself enough to protest, she felt a hand once again stroke down through her pubic hair and onto her swollen pussy lips. Without the barrier of her panties the sensations were much more intense. She could not help herself. As if on it’s own, her body pushed up hard against the invading hand as she broke Mary’s kiss and groaned. “Ooooooh, mmmmyyyyyyy! Oooooohhhhhh, yyyyyyeeeessss! That feels soooooo gggoooooddd!”

Slowly, Tim slid his finger up and down his grandmother’s slippery slit. He glided lightly over her clit causing her to moan even louder. And then he gently buried his finger deep into her hot depths, causing her to cry out. “Ooohhh, yyeesss! Don’t stop. That feels so wonderful!”

Hannah could not believe the intensity of the sensations racking her body. She thought her first orgasm was good. She knew that if this kept up the next one would be even greater. Instinctively she opened her legs wide to give her grandson better access to her enflamed core.

As his grandmother opened her legs, Tim gazed lustfully down at her excited, wet pussy-hole. He just had to taste it. Quickly he buried his face in her hairy twat and eagerly lapped up her abundant pussy juice, sucking and licking for all he was worth.

Hannah almost came up off of the bed. “Oooohhhh, ssshhhiiittt!! What are you doing? Oooohhh, that feels sssooo gggoooddd! Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop. I can’t believe you would do such a thing.” She grabbed his head and pulled it deeper into her boiling cunt. “But don’t you dare stop, you naughty boy, you.”

Tim couldn’t breath. His grandmother was holding his face too tightly against her excited pussy. He pushed away and gasped for air, leaving Hannah moaning her protest at his leaving her. Lydia quickly took her brother’s place and eagerly licked her grandmother’s hot, musky twat. Hannah raised her knees to her chest, opening herself wide to her granddaughter. “Oh, yes! That’s it! Don’t stop. It feels so good.” At that moment she didn’t care who was licking her vagina as long as someone was. She could feel her body racing toward another intense orgasm.

Paul watched first his son and then his daughter perform cunnilingus on his mother. Finally his wife took her turn lapping at Hannah’s honey pot. He could tell she was on the verge of another strong orgasm. It was now or maybe never. He quickly removed his shirt and pants, and then dropped his briefs, freeing his engorged cock.

As his mother began to shake and shutter with her orgasm he watched Mary drink the fountain of cum juice that flowed from her hot, pink pussy. Then he gently pushed her aside and climbed between his mother’s open thighs. He centered his throbbing cock in her pulsating hole and pushed, sliding the full length of his shaft into her open cunt in one thrust. He held it there as she finished cumming.

Through the haze of her orgasm, Hannah felt the bed shift. She was vaguely aware of her son hovering over her. And then her vagina was filled with a thick, hard, hot pole. The sensation of a hard cock filling her climaxing pussy only seemed to intensify her orgasm as she bucked up and down against it’s hot length. “Ooooohhhhh! I’m cuuummmminnngg. I’m cumming so hard.” She gasped.

Slowly she came down from her orgasmic high. As she did, she became aware of her son’s naked body above her, his cock buried in her vagina. Conflicting feelings filled her mind. There was the horror of her memories from the other times she had a penis inside her and the pain it caused. There was the shock of realizing she was committing incest with her son. And then, there was the wonderful feeling of having a big cock throbbing deep inside her pussy for the first time in years.

“Paul, what are you doing?” she asked incredulously. “We can’t do this. I’m your mother, for heaven’s sake. Please get off of me. I never meant for things to go this far.” She started to squirm under him, trying to dislodge him from inside her slick twat. But he was too strong for her.

Paul used all of his strength to remain imbedded in his mother’s cunt. He quietly tried to explained. “Mom, we have to go this far. You need to know that it doesn’t have to hurt to make love. If you are properly stimulated and well lubricated, fucking can feel good. You don’t have to be afraid. … Mom, listen to me.”

Hannah continued to squirm under her son. She didn’t want to have sex; she didn’t want to get hurt again. It didn’t matter that it didn’t hurt now. It would, she knew it would. But the more she squirmed, the better it felt. All of her efforts to dislodge her son’s cock from her body only succeeded in sliding it in and out of her wet pussy in a most delicious way. She finally gave up and collapsed back onto the bed. “Oh, Paul!” she said, almost in despair.

“It’s OK, mom. Trust me.” Paul soothed his mother, gently caressing her face. “Have we done anything to hurt you so far?” He slowly began to work his cock in and out of her pussy.

“No.”

“Hasn’t everything we done felt good?” He kept his strokes slow and long, in and out.

“Yes, wonderful,” she moaned, as his movement sent chills through her body.

“Haven’t you enjoyed the treatment we’ve given you and the orgasms you’ve had?” His thrusts became a little harder.

“Oh, yes,” she sighed.

“Then trust me now. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m not going to rape you. I’m going to make love to you, show you how wonderful fucking can be when two people really love each other.” He started to pick up speed, just a little.

“But, Paul, you’re my son. We can’t have sex. It’s incest.” She was trying so hard to think straight, but her body was beginning to betray her. What Paul was doing was driving her wild. She could feel the heat grow between her legs, in the core of her being.

“Yes. Incest. And what better sexual love is there than when two people who really love each other, like a mother and a son, or a father and a daughter, or a brother and a sister, come together to express that special love they have for each other? Please, mom, let me show you how great incest can be.” He started to drive his thick cock into his mother’s hot hole.

Hannah couldn’t take any more. Or rather she had to have much more … much more of this wonderful, hard cock filling her needy vagina. Never had sex been like this before. There was no pain at all. Only pleasure, and what wonderful pleasure at that. Paul was right, again. If two people knew what they were doing and loved each other, sex could be so powerful, so … wonderful even if it was incest. She couldn’t hold still. She began to fuck back at her son’s pounding cock.

“Oh yes, Paul. Do it! Make love to me. Make love to your loving mother. I love you, Paul. Show me how wonderful incest can be. Give me your hard love deep in my willing hole. Looovvvee mmmeeee!”

Paul was ecstatic. They had done it! The barriers were down. His mother wanted him to fuck her, to show her the wonders of incestuous love. She was begging him to fuck her good. Thrust after thrust, he sent his hot, throbbing cock into her wet, scalding pussy again and again. He would give her the fuck of her life. She would know the joys of sex. She would be ready to do anything sexual to liven up her marriage. Even in the heat of sex with his mother, Paul never forgot that the goal of all this was to help his parents have a happy marriage.

“Take my cock, mom!” he cried out. “Take my big, fucking cock up your hot, tight, willing pussy-hole. Oh, mom! I love fucking you. This is so hot, so wild. I’m fucking you, mom. Incest! Wonderful, loving incest.”

Paul’s words inflamed Hannah’s mind. She was committing incest with her son and loving it. And her daughter-in-law and grandchildren were watching. She could see them as they all stripped naked, never taking their eyes off of what she and her son were doing.

“Do it, Paul. F-f-fuck me.” She said the word for the first time in her life. “Fuck your mother. Teach me what good incestuous fucking is like. Fuck me, Paul. Fuck me!” she cried as she pushed her vagina up to meet each thrust of her son’s cock.

Paul drove his cock-meat into his mother as hard and as fast as he could. He marveled at how hot and how tight her cunt was. He could feel her muscles ripple up and down his shaft. It felt like he was fucking a furnace. The excitement of it all had him speeding to his own orgasm. He began to grind his pelvis against his mother’s clit on each downward thrust in an attempt to bring her to orgasm with him.

“Oh fuck, mom. Your pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock. Take it deep in your wet, willing cunt. I’m going to cum, mom. I’m going to pour my hot, thick incestuous seed up into your tight twat. Cum with me. Fuck your loving son and cum on my hard cock.”

“Yes, Paul. I’m there. Your big, thick cock feels so good in mama’s pussy. I’m going to cum, Paul. Shoot your slimy sperm into my incest-fucking pussy. I’mmmm ccuuummmmmiinnnggg.”

Paul shoved his throbbing shaft balls deep into his mother’s belly. He could feel her orgasmic spasms as her vaginal muscles milked his cock. He buried his face in the nape of her neck and groaned as he sent stream after stream of molten cum pouring into her womb.

It took Paul a couple of minutes before he could lift his head from his mother’s shoulder. He felt totally drained. Slowly he lifted his head and looked down into his mother’s face. What he saw caused his heart to race. Her face shone with the after-glow of sex. There was a twinkle in her eyes he had never seen before. And she was smiling from ear to ear.

“Are you OK, mom?” he asked.

Her smile grew even wider as she ground her cum-filled pussy against his shrinking manhood. “Better than OK.” she sighed. “That was the most beautiful sex I have ever had. You were wonderful. I can’t believe what I have been missing for all these years. But no more. I want you to teach me everything I need to know to become the best lover your father could ever have. I want to try it all. No more inhibitions. If I could be so wrong about intercourse, who knows what other changes I need to make.”

“What about us?” Paul was almost afraid to ask.

“Us?” Hannah said. “Paul, after the fucking you have just given me, there is no way I could turn you away ever again. I love you. And I love incest. Anytime you want to make love to your old mom, you just say the word. My body, my pussy is yours for the taking.”

Paul moaned and kissed his mother, a deep soul-wrenching kiss that let her know just how much he loved her.

When they broke off their kiss, Hannah said, “I take it your whole family is into this incest stuff, right?”

She looked over at Mary, Tim and Lydia. The three had become so turned on watching Paul fuck his mother that they had joined together in their own incestuous threesome. Tim was laying on his back on the floor. Lydia was astride his hips, riding his cock, while Mary sat on his face holding her pussy open as his tongue squirmed in her hot slot. As Paul and Hannah watched, all three came together and collapsed in a heap of quivering flesh.

Following their “therapy session” everyone took a short nap and then had supper together. Hannah felt a little strange eating with everyone sitting around naked, but after awhile she began to enjoy the feeling of freedom it gave her. While they were eating they discussed how they would continue Hannah’s sex education. They also talked about what they would do about Sam, Hannah’s husband and Paul’s father.

After the dishes were done, Hannah was ready and eager to expand her sexual experiences. It was decided that she should learn to suck cock as this might come in handy in dealing with Sam. So, while Paul and Tim sat on the couch, Mary instructed her mother-in-law in the fine art of fellatio. Lydia would demonstrate on her father’s cock, and Hannah would practice on Tim.

“Oooooo, yes, Grandma,” Tim groaned. “Just like that. Your mouth feels so hot on my cock. Keep on sucking me, grandma. Don’t stop!”

They all jumped when the phone rang. Paul eased his daughter’s wet mouth from his hard cock and grabbed the portable phone. “Hello? Pastor Bursman. … Oh, hi, dad.”

Hannah stopped sucking Tim’s cock and looked over at her son when she realized her husband was on the line. But before she could move or say anything, Tim guided her mouth back to his throbbing dick. “Keep sucking my cock, grandma. Dad will take care of grandpa. You’ll see. Just keep on sucking.”

Mary reached down with one hand and cupped one of Hannah’s tits, giving it a loving squeeze. Her other hand found it’s way to her wet pussy where she began to finger-fuck her mother-in-law, driving two fingers up into her hot hole. “Paul will deal with Sam. All you need to do is concentrate on sucking Tim’s cock. Suck him, Hannah. Suck him good.”

Hannah looked up into her grandson’s lust-filled eyes and smiled. Then she licked the tip of his cock with her wet tongue before engulfing it in her hot mouth. At the same time she squirmed back on her daughter-in-law’s fingers, trying to drive them deeper into her demanding pussy.

As Paul watched his mother eagerly suck Tim’s cock, he listened to his dad. “Yes, mom’s here. She drove up this morning. … She was pretty upset.”

Lydia crawled over to her father, reached up to stroke his hard cock, and then resumed sucking it for all she was worth. Paul tried to push her away. It was too distracting. But she hung on and refused to be moved away from her task.

“Evidently you haven’t discovered anything missing, yet. … No?” Paul was having a hard time keeping his voice normal. His daughter’s hot mouth was driving him wild. “Mom found your magazines – the ones in the box in your closet. … Yeah, THOSE magazines.”

“Oh, shit, grandma. I’m going to cum.” Tim grabbed Hannah’s head and held it still as he began to fuck up into her sucking mouth with his big cock. “Get ready to eat my cum. Here it cccuuummmsssss! Aaaahhhhh, yes!”

Hannah felt her grandson’s cock buck in her mouth. Suddenly it was filled with the hot sticky seed that poured from his piss-hole. She swallowed again and again, marveling at the quantity of sperm Tim shot down her throat. She quickly realized that she loved the taste of his cum and continued to suck on his cock even after he was done, making sure she got every drop.

“You know how she feels about sex. What do you think her reaction was?… Just a minute, dad. I have to take care of something.” Paul quickly cupped his hand over the phone. Watching Tim cum in his grandmother’s mouth was too much. “Ooohhh, fuck! I’m cumming,” he cried, as his cock flooded his daughter’s hot mouth with thick, white spunk.

Lydia drank down every drop of her father’s cum. She loved the feel of his seed spraying into her mouth as much as she loved the taste. When he was done she raised her head, opened her mouth and showed him the thick cream that still floated there before swallowing it down.

“Dad, you still there? … Sorry about that. … Mom and I have been having a long talk. There are a lot of issues to deal with here. …”

Tim’s cock didn’t stand a chance of getting soft. As his grandmother continued to suck on it, the blood rushed in his veins and his shaft continued to stand rock hard. Hannah realized her grandson’s cock was staying hard. As she continued to squirm on Mary’s fingers she removed her mouth from it, but continued to stroke it in her fist. She looked up at Tim with lust filled eyes. “Fuck me, Tim. Shove this beautiful hard cock up grandma’s hungry pussy and give me another wonderful orgasm.”

“No, mom is not talking about getting a divorce. Yet.” Paul told his father as he listened to his mother beg for his son’s cock.

“Why don’t you fuck him, Hannah?” Mary said as she pulled her fingers from her mother-in-law’s cunt.

“How?” Hannah asked, looking at her.

“Dad, do you love mom? … I’m glad to hear that. I think you need to come here so we can all work this out together.”

“Tim, lay on your back,” Mary instructed. When Tim did as he was told, Mary guided Hannah over her grandson’s crotch, straddling his hips. “Reach down and grab his cock. … Good. … Now, rub the head against your wet pussy and get it all slick.”

“I know you have to work tomorrow. … Listen, tomorrow is Friday. Why don’t you come up after work and spend the weekend?” Paul was watching his mother rub her wet pussy on Tim’s hard rod. He could actually see her juices flow from her fuck-hole, coating his shaft.

“Just how important is your marriage to you? … Then I guess you will find a way to get free and be here.”

“Oooooo!” Hannah moaned, as Tim’s cock head came in contact with her clit. “I like that,” she sighed as she continued to churn her twat against her grandson’s cock.

“Now center it in your fuck-hole and sit down.” Mary told her mother-in-law.

Hannah slowly lowered her body, burying Tim’s thick shaft in her hot, open hole. “Oooooohhhh, yyyeeeesss!” she groaned. “Soooo gggoooddd. Your cock feels so good in grandma’s pussy. Is it good, Tim? Do you like having your big cock inside my cunt?”

“Yes, grandma. I love the feel of your tight gray-haired pussy wrapped around my cock.” Tim told his grandmother, reaching up to fondle her hanging tits. “I love incestuous fucking. Fuck me, grandma! Fuck your horny grandson with your hot, incestuous cunt. Fuck me.”

“Good. We’ll see you tomorrow evening then.” Paul was getting excited as he watched his mother begin to move, fucking her pussy up and down on Tim’s hard cock. He reached down and began to stroke himself. “Oh! And Dad? Something to think about…If you really love mom like you say you do, what are you willing to do to save your marriage?”

As Hannah abandoned herself to the lust of fucking her grandson, Mary and Lydia sat back and watched. Neither could believe how easy it had been to convert Hannah to the new life. But they had to admit she was sure enjoying herself. They reached down and began to finger-fuck themselves as they watched.

“Yes, I know mom has to do her part. Believe me. She realizes that and is already beginning to do something about it.” Paul smiled. If his dad could only see what she was doing, it would blow his mind.

“Oh, fuck, Tim! This is great. Grandma loves fucking your big, incestuous cock.” Hannah realized she liked the control being on top offered. She slammed her hungry pussy up and down on Tim’s hot fuckmeat. She ground her clit into his pelvic bone. She twisted this way and that, corkscrewing his rod in and out of her fuck-hole. “Fuck me, Tim. Fuck grandma’s incestuous twat with your boy-cock. Make grandma cum and cum. Fill me with your thick, incestuous sperm.”

“OK. See you tomorrow. Bye.” Paul turned off the phone and threw it on a nearby chair. He was almost wild with lust. Watching his mother and son fuck with such abandon was really turning him on. He grabbed Mary, hooking her legs over his arms as he drove his throbbing cock deep into her open pussy.

He sent several hard strokes into her willing body, causing her to moan ecstatically. Then he switched, pulling his cock out of his wife and driving it into his surprised daughter. After several strokes in her open fuck-hole, he returned to his wife. Back and forth he went, fucking both of his hot women with his incestuous cock.

Hannah watched her son wildly fucking two women at once. Her heart filled with pride. Her son was such a good fucking husband and father. And such a great fucking son, too. At that moment she thought she had never been happier. Returning her attention to her grandson she redoubled her efforts to fuck his incestuous cock off.

“Shit, grandma. You’re so fucking hot. … I love the new you. … Fuck me, grandma. Don’t stop! I’m almost there. … Oh, fuck! I’m going to pump my hot, incestuous seed into your wild, old pussy. … Here I ccccuuuummmm!”

Tim squeezed his grandmother’s tits hard as his cock jerked and throbbed inside her tight cunt, sending spurt after spurt of thick, hot sperm up into her womb.

Hannah groaned as she felt her grandson cum inside her overheated twat. It triggered her own orgasm. “Yyyyyeeeessss, Tim! Squeeze my breasts. Fill grandma’s cunt with your incestuous seed. Grandma loves the feel of your hot cum inside her hungry pussy. Ooooohhhhh, sssshhhhiiitttt, yyyyeeessss.” Her pussy milked him of every drop of cum he had to give.

Paul heard the cries of his mother and son as they came together. He ground his pelvis hard against his wife’s clit, determined to make her cum. It did the trick. He felt her tight pussy contract around his pounding shaft.

“Oh, Paul! I’m cumming. Fuck me. Fuck me.”

Mary’s orgasm triggered Paul’s. His cock jumped in her hot twat sending a spray of cum to coat her hot vaginal walls. Then quickly he pulled out and shoved his spurting cock into his daughter’s open hole. As he fucked the rest of his incestuous cum up into her womb, she came.

“Yyyeeesss, daddy. Cum in my incest loving pussy. I’m cuuuummmmmiiinnnngggg.”

The five of them finally collapsed, exhausted from all of the fucking they had done that day. Slowly they made their way to bed. Tomorrow Sam would be there. They needed their rest if they were to succeed in bringing him into a new life, too.