"Oh! Do that again Michael," groaned Kay Secksewell, her head lolling sideways to peer down her sinuous body as she tapped on his shoulder. She lay on the silk sheets, manicured nails gripping them, long blonde hair layered over the pillow, sunlight catching the sparkling diamond studs in her ears.
She felt the same exciting ripple as he stuck out his tongue that flicked at the cavity of her capacious vagina. Kay's eyes flickered in ecstasy as the combined effect of Michael's tongue and her daughter Belinda's tongue sucking voraciously on the prong that was Kay's clit started the familiar waves of climax. Bulging an inch clear when normal and therefore causing her all sorts of arousal problems when going about normal duties in life, her clitoris grew another inch or so into a hard prick like protrusion that so heightened her already exalted libido. She had devised a hooded padded box which slotted and fastened into her panties to try and prevent clothing friction start her cunt into juicing. This was only when she was into serious shopping or on official business, when cunt juicing would probably be an inconvenience.
Kay gently kicked her heel on Michael's torso and steeled herself for the intense searing, yet essential stab of pain, that always happened when Michael withdrew. It would be relatively painless for him, her profuse lubrication allowing him an easy exit, but for his mother, the effect of his head passing back through the stretched opening of her cunt felt like she was giving birth to him all over again. However his fourteen-year-old head was considerably larger than when he'd first seen the light of day.
As the bulge at her mother's groin changed shape, Belinda ceased sucking Kay's clitty and transferred her petal lips to Kay's own mouth, on the way cleverly passing over her extended nipples like a soft breath of summer air. Kay strained as the waves passed through her, the height of the orgasm timed as her son's greasy, smiling face finally emerged, releasing her labia to find its own place and folding over her engorged cherry as Belinda sank her tongue deep into Kay's searching mouth.
Mother and daughter exchanged French tonguing, as if Belinda was swallowing the cries of glorious satisfaction that emanated from her mother, as the stinging gradually faded from Kay's fanny, cooled by Michael's thoughtful blowing at her inflamed genitals. Her climaxes were always sharp and short this way. They had to be to allow Michael to remain with his handsome head submerged without air for the several minutes it took. The practised signals to him by Kay's feet were essential to the whole success of the incestuous session, following the hour-long build-up, from the initial bathing, the massages, the oiling, the exploration of each others pampered body.
Michael slithered up the bed and joined Belinda to comfort their mother, as the waves of the orgasm finally passed. Kay stirred and opened her languorous eyes, smiling at her caring offspring and helped Belinda lick at his sticky face, as if to clear the placenta from a new born.
"I'd like to do that for you mummy," breathed Belinda.
Kay sighed. "I know my sweet, but it would mean you having to cut off that lovely hair and I'm not prepared to let you do that. You don't want to lose this surely, do you?" Kay asked, flicking Belinda's thick golden waves of hair.
"There just isn't enough room for your hair Bel," said Michael. "You've got such a lot and it is attractive."
Belinda smiled at his sincere compliment. "I know Mikey. I hear what you're both saying. Its OK for you with short hair, but it must be super to be able to lick mummy's pussy from the inside."
Kay chuckled and patted Belinda's head.
"Just you concentrate on my clitty darling. It's wonderful the way you bring it up so."
Belinda squirmed away and sat with her legs apart, pulling her narrow labia wide and peering down at her cunt. Michael squirmed round and peered at the neat smooth gash of her twat. Still unblemished after several years of hard fucking, Belinda's cute, baby smooth mott was pearly pink, with a small inner aperture. Above, in the tight vee of her labial join was the subject of the conversation.
"Will mine grow as big? I know you taught me to do it to you and you and Michael suck on it brilliantly, but it doesn't seem to be getting any bigger,' she muttered into her chest. Compared to Kay's. Belinda's clitty was still in its youthful state, but she could produce quite a large bulbous, sort of big toe sized cherry when on heat.
"Yeah Bel, but not many thirteen year olds have tits like these do they? I mean you're better built than Lara Croft," giggled Michael, fondling his sister's huge knockers. They were 38DD and stuck out firmly from her narrow chest without the slightest hint of droop. "And you've got something extra that mummy hasn't," he added cheekily.
He parted Belinda's bulbous boobs, darted his head forward and licked up the deep dark dark crevasse. Belinda shivered with pleasure and pushed his head away.
"Oohh, don't Mikey, you know what that does to me,"' she told him pleasantly.
"Yeah cool, you're something special Bel,"' Michael answered.
"Yes that's true she is, but anyway I think your cherry is coming along nicely my sweet,"' added Kay. "One never knows what one's body is going to produce, but you must admit, we were all doing pretty well when being issued with our particular parts don't you think?"
Belinda resignedly nodded her head in agreement as Michael reverted to gently nipped her teats, making the centre bud pop out. Kay joined her son in stroking Belinda's enormous breasts, cooing and smiling at her pretty face. Sitting up, Kay pushed her long, droopy, pointed bosoms out and Michael gently mashed the two female's breasts together into a soft conglomeration of milkers. They cooed in unison, all three revelling in the warm family intimacy.
"I too have wishes, like I wish I'd been blessed with breasts like yours darling," said Kay to Belinda.
Her daughter trilled happily. "Yes, but mummy you've got the most tremendous pussy, I mean how many women can get a whole head inside them? Its amazing, but we can't have everything."
"Well I think we should be thinking about satisfying our lovely boy here don't you? He's been patient enough with both of us, well me anyway," added Kay as Michael's face lit up.
He leapt off the bed and spun over to a cupboard under his mother's dressing table. He returned, brandishing a bottle of baby oil. The two females laughed as he tossed the bottle to them, Belinda deftly catching it and making space as he dived head first onto the bed. He reached round to his buttocks and pulled them wide as Kay and Belinda squirmed across the bed and positioned themselves at his side. Belinda smeared her hand with the oil as Kay rimmed his arsehole with her fingers, then transferred some oil onto his muscular pink sphincter. He slithered backwards so that his knees rested on the thick pile carpet, Belinda following him down to the floor, as Kay grabbed at his hanging cock.
Michael was not extraordinarily blessed in the penis department, but at fourteen years old, forever rampant and extremely worldly in sexual matters, his erection was almost instant. With only a few strokes of her expert hands, Kay had him moaning and his dick was rock hard as Belinda started to push her fingers into his arse.
"God. I'm hot today Bel. Don't hold back, give it to me hard won't you?' he pleaded.
His sister raised her eyebrows and glanced at Kay, who nodded, as if to say, "He asked for it."
Belinda funnelled her fingers into a pointed shape and pushed at Michael's sphincter. Expertly he relaxed the surrounding muscles instantly and she gained entrance up to her second knuckle. Kay nodded her enthusiasm and purred as her boy groaned and flexed his cock. She roughly wanked on it, letting her hand ripple over his foreskin, tearing it tightly backwards to expose the glistening dome of his lubing glans. Belinda repositioned her slender stacked body and heaved at her brother's bum. In went her fingers up to her fist and she breathed hard with the effort as Michael yelled out in pleasurable pain. His female sex partners knew his cries. This was not distress, it was desire.
"Once more Bel, once more and you'll do it. In in three,"' Michael urged her with glee. Kay was rolling his tightly bunched bollocks as she worked on his stiffy. She knew the signs of when he would come and it wasn't yet. Belinda took up the challenge, it wasn't easy for her, but she had learned well from her mother and father.
"OK Mikey," she muttered. "Here goes, ready?"
He nodded and yelped an affirmative squeak as he felt her tense behind his haunches. Belinda drew her hand back an inch or so, letting his ring piece flex round her knuckles. She dabbed a glob of baby oil into the funnelling hole and then with an immense shove she pressured the whole of her fist into his fundament. She whooped in delight, echoing her brother's groan of ecstasy and her mother's grin and chuckle of satisfaction. Belinda stayed still for some time as he adjusted his anus to the sudden large invasion, but soon Michael was requesting more activity. Kay knew it would soon be time for him to spout his load and cranked up the speed of her wrist as it fluttered her hand over his five inch erection.
Belinda started to fist fuck him, with steady, searching strokes into his butt as Michael became accustomed to the size of the anal intruder. He ordered her to twist her fist and he yelled out, loving the extra friction against the inner walls.
"In and out Bel, pleeeeeeese," he wailed and she knew what to do. The next out, was in fact totally out and she was ready with a splash of baby oil at his expanded sphincter, seconds before plunging her fist fully in again.
"Uuuurrrggggghhhhhh!' groaned the orgasmic Michael. "Again, again!"
Belinda gave it him again and again as Kay slid under his wracking torso and fastened her luscious mothering lips round his prick. With each forward stroke from her daughter, whose fist was clear of his arsehole one moment then immediately buried back inside his backside, Kay timed her suck on Michael's cock, so that she deep throated him and locked his knob in her gullet. The boy was going through the mill each time to achieve the ultimate climax, but after all he had done for her own voracious sex appetite, Kay could only marvel and help at his means to an end.
Kay felt Michael lurch inwardly and she knew the time had come. She gulped hard on his knob and pressed her fingers deep under his bollocks, finding the tube that would pass his sperm. Her fingers almost met with Belinda's which were squirming furiously inside his butt. His climax started and the two females sucked and fist fucked him violently as he gave up his young seed. It wasn't a huge amount that spurted into Kay's mouth, but it sure tasted sweet to the understanding mother of the sexy two. Satisfied he had given his lot and feeling the telltale immediate softening of his cock, Kay slid from under him as Belinda stopped her fisting and sat panting and sweating, still with her hand buried in his crapper.
"Wow! That took some doing, you OK Mikey?" she puffed, receiving a groaned out drawn yes from his face smothered in the bed sheets.
Kay sidled up to Belinda and they kissed deeply, both tasting the globs of Michael's cum which Kay had maintained on her palate. They both swallowed after an indulgent and lingering French kiss. Kay then examined her son's ring in its extended state with Belinda's uncompromising arm still intact. It was clean apart from being greasy and she gently helped Belinda to extract her hand, watching carefully for any skin tears. There were none. His sphincter muscle was grotesquely gnarled round the dark wide hole as Kay levered upwards and hung her chest over it. Belinda reached under her mother's body and grabbed the sad dangling long pap that was Kay's right tit. Being saggy to the point of droop to her waist, Kay's breasts could easily be grabbed in a fist and made firm.
"Lower mum, got it," Belinda murmured and Kay obliged. Kay's nipple sank into the ready and lubricated cavity of Michael's bum and he got the message and easily let his trained muscles flow away allowing his sister to poke a considerable amount of their mother's bosom into his fundament. Kay pressed her body down forcing more of her soft tit flesh into his arsehole. It was a feature of their lovemaking, they had tried years ago, when experimenting with all of the things they could insert in each others sexual orifices.
"I love to tit fuck him,"' whispered Kay to Belinda who sat on the bed and stroked her brother's flushed face.
"I wish I could," answered Belinda with a smile. "These would never go into Michael's bum."
"Well we have tried Bel," spouted Michael, raising his tousled head. "Gosh that's terrific mummy. It feels so soft and soothing. It's a pity you can't milk into me," he chuckled.
"Now that's something I can't do darling," answered Kay, as she raised and lowered over his buttocks. She cocked her head to one side and listened. "Ah that's good, daddy's here, perfect timing... Hello darling!"
Gordon Secksewell entered the bedroom and grinned at his family, immediately stripping off his golf clothes. Kay pulled away from Michael and they all heard the soft splurty plop as the extended length of her bosom stretched grotesquely and then exited his bottom. Kay hoisted the unusual anal invader and sucked at it as her husband grinned happily.
Gordon was a darkly handsome man but only 150 pounds and five feet seven tall. He was extremely wealthy. As his Pringle sweater and White Shark shirt was discarded, Belinda trotted to him, her massive boobs bouncing deliciously and stroked his hairy chest.
"You're all mine daddy, I've been saving myself for you. Mummy and Mikey have had a wonderful orgasm each," she told him, cooing into his ear.
"Ha ha, so it's our turn now. God I feel good. Took a hundred notes off Jeff today over eighteen, then won a bottle of brandy in the draw. And how are my favourite titties?' he chuckled as his daughter made him sit and drew off his slacks and socks. He hefted each of Belinda's boobs as if weighing them, murmuring delight at the bounteous heavyweights. He pulled them apart slightly and peered into the deep cleavage and muttered a deep sigh of joy.
"Ah, so mine aren't favourite any more?" chided Kay, good naturedly. She lifted her sad collection and proffered them to her husband in a mildly sulking way.
"Darling what can I say. Everything about all of you is my favourite, I don't mean to be choosy, but you know what I mean," he replied sincerely, winking his eye. "Aaahhhh!' he sighed as Belinda peeled down his CKs and stroked his cock.
Kay blew him a kiss and patted the bed between her and the now recumbent Michael. Gordon stood and he and Belinda approached the bed, his daughter leading him by tugging on his dick. Kay's eyes glowed with desire and licked her lips as she saw his appendage wobble about as he climbed onto the bed. Gordon's lucky number in the body stakes had come up with a winner in the penis department. When slack, it hung nine inches down his thigh. As he settled onto his back and slid his arm round his wife and son, letting Belinda crawl between his legs and take up his tool, it was now approaching twelve inches long and hardening.
It grew to its full fourteen inches, thickly veined all round its three inch width. His foreskin rippled back and forth as Belinda expertly worked on his cock, exposing the oily pinkish purple dome that was Gordon's knob.
"And they say the Jamaicans were first in the cock queue when God handed them out," Kay giggled, joined by Belinda before she dipped her head and swivelled her tender body round so that she could lick on her dad's dick and he had total access to her genitals in the classic 69 position. Kay and Michael joined him in stroking her thighs, knees and buttocks and in turn licking at the bulge of her pussy. Michael inserted a finger in her arsehole and Belinda wiggled her butt in appreciation.
"She's ready to juice up," said Gordon, as he frigged his daughter's clitoris. The dome of her cherry was inflamed, exposed by Kay's careful stretching of Belinda's labia. He stuck two fingers into his daughter's mott as Belinda repositioned.
"God, I just love it when she gets going,' murmured Kay, watching Belinda plaster her tits round Gordon's huge prick, as if embracing it. The massive milkers were spread wide so that she could get her chest bone right down onto his bludgeoning tool.
The youngster's body was now shaking with anticipation and adrenaline as she mashed her bosoms over the rampant member. Flatter and flatter she pressed them until she started to utter the low growl that indicated she was now virtually at the highest point of her arousal. The grotesque distortion of her breasts, was no discomfort as Belinda rolled her torso up and down on Gordon's penis. The aim of her strenuous tit fuck was to titillate her special spot deep in her cleavage.
Her final act was to rasp it over the ridge of Gordon's knob and as her father's sex rubbed her third nipple, the point where she had always achieved full climax arrived and she shrieked as normal.
"Aaaiiiieeeeeehhhhh!" she screamed, her pretty head thrashing, wild fronds of hair catching the sunlight through the massive windows to the elevated sun terrace. In the privacy of their own woodland and miles from the nearest other dwelling, the Secksewells could indulge themselves without intrusion. Belinda screamed and racked her body as she rubbed hard down, making the extra teat buried between her mammoth fourteen-year-old mounds raw with friction, just the way she wanted it to come.
Sweat flew off her as her father rammed his fingers into her fanny, which was stretched wide by her mother, whilst her bum was being savagely reamed by her brother's fingers. All four uttered guttural sounds, their limbs intertwined as they helped each other help the sweet blonde to orgasm. Finally she subsided and levered her flagging body upwards and round to face her adoring family. Gordon found her third teat and lapped at it, sending afterwaves coursing through his daughter.
"Its amazing, it's like a second clitty," Kay murmured, as Gordon flattened Belinda's tits, not without difficulty, such was their size and firmness.
Michael also peered at the bub of membrane, much more pronounced than Belinda's actual nipples. Its raspberry reddish brown colouring and appearance, much more like Kay's teats, but with infinitely much more sensitivity. He bent to lightly lick it, as did Kay and Gordon, all taking turns to nurture the quietening girl.
"I often think you get more feeling from that than your clitty, don't you darling?" queried Gordon. Belinda nodded happily. They all dozed, until Michael got his dad's cock up hard again and sat on it. It took very few slides and grips of the boy's bum to make his dad come deep in Michael's anus. Michael lay back on his father's belly, allowing the natural angle and softening make his huge donger exit easily. Kay and Belinda giggled as did the males when a flat wet fart also rippled from the boy.
They all lazed for a while, wrapped in a blissful tie, intertwined on the bed. All would stroke and pet each other. Not a centimetre of the four remarkable bodies was left untouched with lips, fingers, toes, cock, tits and pussies. Everything that could be used to caress the other was put into action as they came down from the sexual high. Michael had to go to the toilet and left the bedroom door open. Zip, the tiny smooth-haired terrier sneaked into the bright airy room and played boisterously, finally being allowed to jump on the bed and happily lap at the various sticky patches and orifices as the family talked. Gordon left to do some family accounts, Michael and Belinda went to do some homework and so Kay and Zip were left alone. She felt lazy, but sexy, looked at Zip and opened her legs.