“Oh, Jesus,” I exclaimed, slowly tilting my head back and closing my eyes. “No, I haven’t.”
“Well, you should open your eyes and pay close attention,” my sister suggested, “because you are going to love this.”
I felt the warm wet sensation on the side of my prick and then on the other side as well. I opened my eyes and looked down. Kate and Mother were caressing my cock with their lips, one on each side, working up and down my length, occasionally flicking their tongues. My swollen cock stood straight out, and I reveled in my newfound joy. Having Kate blow me was fantastic. Having my mother do it was even better. Both at once, that was a whole different level entirely. This continued for ten or fifteen seconds, and then they both moved toward the tip as if in synchronization, looking into each other’s eyes. When they both reached the end, they touched tongues, swirling them around the head together, and then joined in a deep kiss, my mother placing her hand on my cock and slowly jerking it while they explored each other’s mouths.
“This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I half mumbled, half moaned.
“Top or bottom, baby?” Mom asked, her glance moving from my prick to her daughter.
“I’ll take the bottom. You take the top,” she purred back.
My mother grasped my shaft at the base and engulfed my cock as my sister moved to my balls. She worked me into her mouth, moving her head from side to side and up and down. Kate lapped at my sack, then sucked my balls into her mouth one at a time, rolling them around. I’d never felt anything like this and never wanted it to stop.
Just then, I heard a car door.
Are you fucking kidding me? That must be my father. I still needed to figure out how exactly he fits into this situation, but right now, I wished there had been a traffic jam on his way home.
Mom pulled my cock out from between her lips, a single stringy rope of precum and saliva still joining us.
“Baby, you just keep letting us do what we are doing and roll with whatever happens,” she said quickly, returning my dick into the hot wetness of her mouth.
I’d seen this movie before. I sensed an added bit of pleasure from a little role-playing on the menu, and if the dick-sucking continued, I was up for anything. I was half trying to figure out the angle here and half not giving a fuck. Did my father want to catch us? Would he saunter in and drop his drawers and join in? Why hassle it? Enjoy what was happening, I thought, and the rest would take care of itself.
I heard shoes on the stairs, followed by the hardwood floor in the hallway, and my father appeared in the doorway.
“Well, well, well. What do we have here? I leave for work, and my slut wife and slut daughter are sucking Stevie’s cock?” he said, making his way into the room. “How is it, son? They can suck a cock, can’t they?”
I wasn’t sure how to answer. These seemed like straight questions; however, he did just call them both sluts, which was something new to me. I didn’t know what to expect, but this must be the part where I play along.
“They sure can,” I replied as my mother and sister continued to share my cock, seemingly oblivious to what Dad was saying.
He continued into the room, walking toward the other side of the bed, removing his shirt. Once he reached the bed, he kicked off his shoes and unbuckled his belt.
“I’m sorry, honey,” Mom began, pulling my out cock out of her mouth and glancing at her husband. “Look at this dick. It is so big and hard; we couldn’t help ourselves. I’ve already fucked him once today, and when Kate showed up, well, we just had to fuck him together. You picked a good time to come home.”
She then popped my dick back in and continued sucking me. The entire situation seemed surreal, but my mother and sister’s mouths on my cock told me it was anything but.
“Katie, baby, why don’t you come over here and help Daddy out?”
I was enjoying the cock-and-ball sucking I was getting immensely, but it looked like I’d be a woman down as Kate stood and made her way around the end of the bed to where our father stood. Mom soldiered on, moving up and down on me, her hand now caressing my newly freed-up sack.
“Hi, Daddy. How was your day at work?” my sister began as she knelt before him and pulled his slacks down.
He stepped free of them, and his underwear followed. His member sprang forth, already hard from the action he had so far witnessed. It was a little smaller than mine, maybe seven inches. He was shaved except for a patch of hair above, two inches, extending slightly wider the higher it went, to maybe three inches at the top. My sister grabbed his cock with her hand, stroking it slowly, kneeling before him as she looked back and Mom sucking my dick.
I’d never been in a room with another naked man during sex, let alone my father. Hell, I’d never had a threesome until about five minutes ago, much less a foursome. So I felt a little weird, to be honest, but more so because I didn’t know what would happen next or how I should or would react. Who was I kidding, though? Wild horses couldn’t drag me away from what was or was about to happen.
“Daddy, what do you want me to do,” Kate asked, looking away from him and down at his feet.
“I want you to suck daddy’s dick, you little whore,” he demanded sternly.
Wow, there it was again. I wasn’t sure what shocked me more; I heard my father talk like that, my sister allowed someone to speak to her like that, or my Mom just watched it happen. It seemed so out of character for all of them, but I continued playing along as requested; apparently, this would be a steep learning curve, and I needed to catch on fast. My mother continued to work my cock like a pro, but my eyes were transfixed on the scene unfolding across from us.
Kate took Dad’s prick in her mouth and began moving back and forth as he grasped her head, stroking her hair lightly while controlling her rhythm. His rod glistened as it slid in and out of her mouth, a little more disappearing between her red lips, each thrust deeper, until and after about twenty seconds, she could reach the base.
“Oh God, Katie baby, you suck a dick so good. I sure hope you sucked your brother’s cock like this,” he said, pausing momentarily and letting out a deep moan. “Do you want me inside of you?”
“Mmmmhhmmmmm” was all Kate could get out, her mouth stuffed with Dad’s meat.
Then he began buckling his hips a little, face fucking her. His strokes were short at first, hands controlling Kate’s head as my father rammed his cock in and out of her mouth.
My mother was still sucking and licking my dick. I had already cum once today and not that long ago. The second time would take more effort, but she seemed up to the task. I could feel the pleasure of building, but I was still not there.
Then, Dad pulled himself from Kate’s mouth, picked her up with both hands under her arms, and dropped her onto the bed. He quickly lined up his manhood with her exposed pussy and drove home.
Kate’s head went back, her back arching, her breasts rolling on her chest as he stuffed his prick into her. He immediately increased his pace, slamming into her like he was about to cum.
“Oh, Daddy, fuck me, oh yes, fuck me!” Kate yelped as he sawed back and forth, his cock covered in her cunt juices. “God, you fuck me so good.”
She thrashed from side to side, tits jiggling with every stroke and areolas retracted, nipples erect as my father hammered her pussy.
Then, Mom stopped sucking me, stood up, walked over to the dresser, and opened a drawer.
“I know what I want to see,” she hinted to her husband, reaching into the drawer and producing a dildo about seven inches and a couple of inches in diameter.
Dad pulled out of Kate and looked over at me.
“Son, lie on the floor, right here,” he said, pointing to the same place I was getting my dick double-sucked.
It was a popular spot. Maybe because there was an oval rug almost the length of the bed, and no one would have to kneel or lay on the hardwood floor? A comfortable bed was beside us, but it seemed that wasn’t in the cards. However, this was another “not time for questions” moment, so I lay parallel to the bed on my back. My sister walked over and, while still standing, straddled me. She glanced back at our father.
“Is this what you want to see, Mommy?” Kate said, lowering herself slowly toward my cock.
“You’re halfway there, baby,” Mom replied.
Once three-quarters the way down, she took my dick and pointed it toward her dripping box. Dad had his cock in his hand and was caressing it as he watched Kate get closer to my hard-on. Precum oozed from the head of my unit, which was still slick with my mother’s spit.
Meanwhile, Mom had moved to the bed, pushing the pillows up against the headboard on our side to look on. Then, placing the dildo at her opening, she started to rub it back and forth on her pussy.
Then, I felt My sister’s cunt lips contact my prick. She slid down a few inches and then back up, doing a semi-squat on me and leaning back with one hand on the floor for balance. She repeated the motion several times as her wet hole swallowed more and more of me which each movement.
My father had also walked over to the dresser and retrieved a tube of some sort. Then, finally, it dawned on me what was about to happen. First, he dispensed a little of the tube’s contents into his palm and started rubbing his cock with the hand. Next, he came up behind Kate, who had built a nice, albeit slow, rhythm on my cock.
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