A Family That Plays Together

"Oh god, Dave! That's amazing! Keep doing that! Oooohhhhh, I'm gonna come. . . Ooooohhhhh. . . YES!" She bucked her pussy fiercely against Dad's face, but his tongue never left her clit; he just kept up a steady rhythm and pressure, and Mom kept coming.

"OOOOOHHHHHH," she wailed. "I'm coming, Dave! Don't stop! I'm coming!"

Watching my mom come on my Dad's tongue was about the most exciting thing I'd ever seen. I mean. . . this was my MOM, and she was having this incredible orgasm, right in front of me! I looked over to Molly again, but her eyes were wide, and riveted on Mom's pussy, and what Dad was doing to it. Her hand was moving purposefully over her own pussy.

Mom just kept coming, and coming, and coming. I had never imagined that anyone, much less my own mom, could just keep coming like that. Finally, she pushed Dad's head away from herself, and lay there, gasping and panting. Her face and chest were flushed, and her breasts heaved up and down with her labored breathing. Dad laid next to her and idly fondled her breasts until she could finally speak.

"How do you want to start?" she asked Dad, still breathing heavily. "How about if I'm on top first?"

"Sounds great," Dad agreed, and he rolled onto his back. His erect penis stood straight up from his loins, like a missile about to launch.

Mom climbed on top of him, and straddled his hips. At first, she just held his cock against her pussy, so that it looked like it was her cock, sticking up from her own thatch of pubic hair. Then she slid forward. Molly had a better viewing angle than I did, but she was sliding her pussy-lips lengthwise along Dad's shaft, while Dad stroked her sides and fondled her breasts. It looked very relaxed, and yet, incredibly hot.

After a few minutes, Mom paused briefly. She raised herself up onto her knees, placing Dad's cockhead against her cunt-lips. She turned to Molly and me. "You're going to want to see this," she told us.

Molly and I scrambled around to get a better angle, and once we were situated, Mom smiled at us and lowered herself onto Dad's cock with a moan. It was the most erotically thrilling sound I had ever heard.

We watched as Mom's vagina slowly slid onto Dad's cock, his shaft slowly disappearing inside her. When he was all the way inside her, I could only see the tangled snarl of their pubic hair tangled together. I scrambled around behind Mom, and saw Dad's balls tucked snugly against her ass.

"Mmmmmm," Mom purred. "I love how you feel inside me."

"Me too," Dad groaned.

Mom leaned forward and ran her fingers luxuriantly through Dad's chest hair, slowly raising herself back off of his cock, his shaft seeming to reel out of her. Then, just as slowly, she reeled him back in. I could see her ass-muscles clench, and I wondered if she was squeezing Dad's cock the way Molly had squeezed my fingers earlier. Whatever she was doing, it made Dad groan.

The next time Mom sat up, there was a glistening coat of what looked like butter-cream coating Dad's shaft. Dad cradled her ass in his hands, lightly guiding her movements, and pulling her onto himself. Soon, she was fucking him with a steady rhythm, alternating up-and-down strokes with back-and-forth strokes, and sometimes even side-to-side.

After awhile, Mom relaxed her rhythm and looked down at Dad. "You wanna do doggy-style for a while?"

"Sure!" he agreed.

Mom climbed off him, and got on all fours next to him, while Dad scrambled around to a kneeling position behind her. Molly and I looked at each other again, and smiled knowingly. We'd seen neighborhood dogs fucking lots of times. It had just never occurred to us that people could fuck like that, too.

Dad's cock stood straight out in front of him from his loins. Taking it in his hands, he stroked it up-and-down along Mom's slit a few times. Then he snugged the head in between her pussy-lips, and drove forward into her, with a satisfied groan.

"Mmmmmmm," Mom purred. "That's nice."

At first, Dad went slow again, hunching himself over Mom's back so he could fondle her tits while they fucked. But eventually, he took a more upright posture, and just slapped his groin against Mom's ass, while she rocked back on her hands and knees to meet his thrusts.

Molly and I snuck another glance at each other, stifling a mutual giggle at the rhythmic 'slap-slap-slap' of Dad's legs against Mom's ass.

They continued on with the doggy-fucking for a while, but eventually, Dad pulled out of her again, and Mom rolled onto her back, spreading her legs in eager welcome, and raising her knees against her chest. Her pussy gaped open from Dad having been inside her; her vulva was a bright, well-fucked pink. Dad leaned forward, Mom's legs folded over his shoulders, and he nestled his cock into her opening once more. Slowly, he pushed into her once again, as they both groaned in pleasure. As Dad held himself deep inside her, straining to reach her deepest core, Mom cupped her feminine hands over his ass. As he began pumping steadily in and out of her, she pulled him forcefully into herself.

Molly and I watched in awe as Mom moved her legs downward, wrapping them around Dad's waist, sliding them sensually along his back and over his ass, then locking her ankles inside his knees, to improve her leverage.

"Fuck me, Dave," she urged. "Fuck me with your magnificent cock. Pound it into me. Make me come. . ." Molly and I glanced at each other. We had never heard Mom -- our mother! -- talk 'dirty' like that before.

Soon Mom and Dad were banging frantically, driving their hips against each other, grunting loudly with every stroke. Mom began to wail and moan, her head rolling from side to side. "Oh god, Dave!" she cried. I'm coming! Don't stop! Oh, yeah!"

Dad was straining now, his face bright red as he pounded furiously into Mom's pussy. With a loud groan, his head rolled back, and he made one last, deep thrust into Mom. I could see his balls pulsating as they pumped great jets of his cum into her, groaning in release with every spasm of his cock.

"Yesssssss!" Mom cried. "You're coming in me! I can feel your cum inside me! It's warm and wet, and it's you, and you're in me. Oh, baby, I love you!"

Dad was panting from the exertion of his climax, and soon he fell on top of Mom, still instinctively pumping his softening cock in and out of her, while she cooed and purred and stroked her hands all over his back and shoulders and ass. Some of Dad's cum was leaking out of her, trickling down the crack of her ass, onto the sheets.

"Oh, baby," she purred softly. "You are the most amazing lover I could ever have."

"No, Diane," Dad replied. "It's you -- YOU'RE amazing!"

Molly and I looked at each other, both of us in silent awe at what we had witnessed -- our parents making love; Dad's penis filling Mom's vagina. But the revelation of getting to watch them was that it seemed to be more than that, somehow -- much more. It was like a powerful connection between the two of them. And my sister and I couldn't wait to experience it for ourselves.

Finally, Mom and Dad caught their breath, and Dad rolled off her. Then they both leaned up on their elbows and looked toward Molly and me.

"Any questions?" Mom asked, with a giggle.

"Uh. . . I. . . uh. . . No," I stammered. "I can't think of any. . ."

"What Mike said," Molly agreed. "I think we just need to do it."

"Sure!" Mom agreed. Then she held her arms out to me. "Come here, my son," she cooed. "You can go first; your father's gonna need some time before he can get hard again for Molly."

I did a double-take. Mom and Dad meant to initiate us themselves -- to take their own kids' virginities. I had sort of thought that Molly and I would be each other's first, but I couldn't argue. There was definite sense to the idea of starting out with someone experienced, who could show us the ropes. Uh, so to speak.

Dad got up and joined Molly on the side of the bed, while I crawled over to Mom. She had me get on my knees between her legs. I looked down, straight into her open cunt. I could see Dad's cum, white and gelatinous, puddled inside her. My cock was throbbing and pulsating with desire. I wanted so badly to be inside her, to shove my cock into her maternal cunt, feel her warmth wrapped around my erection, to shoot my cum into her. . . into my mother.

But Mom had other ideas, at least at first. She pulled me down on top of herself, and kissed me deeply. Her tongue parted my lips, and probed inside my mouth, swirling and tangling itself with mine. Between my legs, I could feel Mom gripping my cock, sensually sliding her hand back and forth along my length, smearing my slick pre-cum all along my shaft.

Then she pushed my face down to her breasts. "Suck my tits, Mikey," she urged me. Obediently, I took her nipple into my mouth, licking and sucking on her firm tit-flesh, running my tongue around her nipples, cupping my hands around her breasts, savoring the mature heft of my mother's tits, the same tits that had fed Molly and me when we were babies.

"Mmmmmm, that's nice, Mike," she purred.

Finally, she positioned me back between her legs. "Now," she began, slipping briefly into 'Teacher Mode', "We're not going to do lots of different positions, your first time. Dad and I just wanted to show you some of the possibilities. When you make love on your own, use whatever positions seem interesting and fun, and make up new ones as you go. But this first time, we'll keep it basic, okay?"

I nodded. God, all I wanted was to put my cock into her.

She gripped my cock with her hands and placed the head against her entrance. "OK, Mikey," she said, looking directly into my eyes, "Put it in me. I want you to feel what it's like to be inside a woman, to feel her warm pussy wrapped around your cock. And I want to feel your strong young manhood inside me."

I nodded, and pressed my throbbing erection into her. Almost instantly, I was balls-deep inside her; Dad had really warmed her up for me.

"Oh, Mom. . ." I groaned.

My mind reeled at the sensation of having my cock buried inside a real, live woman. The inside of Mom's pussy was warm and wet and smooth. Dad's cum squished out of her as my cock displaced it inside her, and it tickled my balls as it trickled down toward the bed. I didn't want to come too soon, so at first, I just savored the feeling of being inside her. Slowly, I began to instinctively pump in and out of her, as Dad had done a short while before.

As I slid my cock in and out of Mom, she looked into my eyes. With a giggle, she said, "You know, this is my first time, too."

A confused look crossed my face, though I didn't break my rhythm as I continued to fuck her. It felt like my cock was glowing with a happy warm buzz as I stroked it in and out of my mother's vagina. "Your first time?"

"Mm-hm," she said. She looked over at Dad, who was sitting cross-legged, with Molly in his lap. With one hand, he was fondling her breasts, and with the other, he was lazily stroking along her slit, and gently probing inside her. With a giggle, Mom said, "This is the first time I've ever had two cocks in the same session."

Dad laughed out loud. "You're right!" he chuckled. "I hadn't thought of that!" Molly reached behind herself and gripped Dad's cock, which was well on its way to renewed erection.

"So you see," Mom went on, without breaking our fucking rhythm, "there's something new for all of us tonight."

I snickered at my Mom's nasty erotic imagination, and continued thrusting in and out of her. Her pussy felt so warm, so comfortable; I didn't want it to end.

"You're doing great," she encouraged me. "You feel wonderful inside me. What a marvelous cock you have, my son."

I smiled. I wouldn't have thought it possible, but it felt even better than I'd imagined. Eventually, though, and all too soon, I felt the sensations of orgasm rising from my balls. I lost control of my muscles, and my body began to twitch and shake. I gasped for breath, and then I felt a huge rush as my cum surged from my balls, up the full length of my cock, and exploded into Mom's cunt. It felt like all of my insides were shooting out the tip of my cock.

With her hands tightly gripping the cheeks of my ass, Mom clutched my body to herself. Her head rolled back and a rapturous grin spread across her face. "Oh, Mike. . . oh, my son, you're a man. . . I made you a man today. Oh, you're filling me up with your sweet young cum. OOOoooohhhh, yessssss. . ."

My cock was spasming with orgasmic aftershocks for what seemed like an hour afterward. I fell on top of Mom, with my slowly softening cock still inside her as we gently kissed and stroked each other.

"You were wonderful, my son. Any woman would be happy to be fucked by you. Thank you; it is an honor for me to be your first."

"Oh god, Mom," I gushed. "Thank you! It was incredible -- even better than I thought it would be!"'

"I'm glad," she said. We slid to the edge of the bed, making room for Dad and Molly.

Molly wore a look of giddy anticipation as Dad laid on his back on the bed. As it had earlier, his erect cock stood straight up from the tangle of his pubic hair. At first, Molly sat cross-legged next to Dad's hips, slowly, happily stroking his cock. Then Dad pulled her down on top of himself, and kissed her passionately, while his hands roamed freely over her body, kneading her lovely firm ass and thighs. Molly broke their kiss, and slid herself forward, offering her breasts for Dad to suck, which he did, with great relish.

Dad raised Molly into a sitting position, straddling his groin. "Your first time," he said, "I want you to be on top, so you can control the penetration, and go as fast or as slow as you want, okay?" Molly nodded, nervously biting her lower lip as Dad lifted her up, positioning her virgin womanhood against his cockhead. "Okay," he said, "whenever you're ready."

Slowly, Molly pressed herself down on Dad's shaft, moaning with every millimeter of her downward progress. She hadn't gone very far before she stopped, grinding her hips in little circles on Dad's cock, but not taking him any further into herself. A look of worried consternation crossed her face.

Mom reached out and stroked her face. "It's okay, honey," she said. "It's your hymen. Once he's all the way inside, it won't hurt as much, and it'll feel a lot better.

Molly laughed to herself. "I'm sure as hell not gonna back out now!" she said, determinedly. And with that, she forced herself downward, giving a little whimper as her maidenhead gave way, and quickly, she was bottomed out on the base of Dad's cock.

"That's my girl!" Dad encouraged.

"Oh god!" Molly breathed. "Oh god, it feels so good!" She shot a glance at Mom. "He's filling me up!"

"I know," Mom said. "It's incredible, isn't it?"

"Shit, yes!" Molly blurted. Instantly, her hips were a blur, as she ground herself frantically on Dad's thick pole. Dad did his best to match her rhythm, and soon Molly began to wail and moan -- a quavering, tremulous moan -- as her first orgasm on a man's cock exploded within her. As I had done, she lost control of her body, and began to quiver and writhe in jerky, spastic movements. "Oh god!" she cried. "Ohgodohgodohgod. . ."

When her climax finally subsided, she sat astride Dad, still making small grinding movements on Dad's cock. Without stopping, she gave voice to the exhilaration of her sexual initiation. "Oh Daddy. . . that was incredible. . . even better than I thought. . ." She stopped, and looked down to where Dad's cock was still buried inside her.

"You're still hard?" she asked, incredulously.

"Oh, Dave. . ." Mom said, with a grin.

"C'mon, Molly-girl," Dad said, smiling. "It's your first time, and I want it to be special. Think you can come again?"

"Ohmigod, Daddy. . ."

Immediately, she began grinding herself on Dad's cock again, while he thrust himself vigorously up into her, holding her hips and driving her onto himself. It was only a short climb back to the summit of Mt. Orgasm for Molly, and her second was even more intense than her first.

With a loud cry, almost a shriek, of pleasure, Molly came powerfully. Her thighs squeezed rhythmically on Dad's hips, and her entire body squirmed and spasmed in ecstasy.

"Please, Daddy," she begged. "Please come in me! Shoot into me, Daddy. . . I want to feel you come inside me. . ."

With a final upward thrust, Dad groaned, and I could see his balls pulsating as he sent his cum surging into his daughter. My sister.

Molly glanced at Mom. "I can feel it!" she gushed. "I can feel his cum inside me, like a warm bubble inside me!"

Mom's eyes began to well up; she leaned over and began to smother Molly's face with kisses. "Oh, my dear, now you know. Now you know what it's like to be a woman, and to love a man, and feel him inside yourself. Oh, I am just so proud of you!"

"And you, Mike," she said, turning toward me. "I'm so proud of both my children. You're both wonderful lovers, and I'm so happy for you!"

And we all fell into a happy, naked, satisfied pile in the middle of the bed, kissing and stroking and fondling each other, for a long time afterward.

*****

Molly and I finally rolled off the bed, leaving Mom and Dad to work out their joy over their children's sexual initiation together. Eagerly, we padded down the hall to Molly's room, with the purring and moaning sounds of Mom and Dad's renewed lovemaking wafting in the air behind us. Closing the door behind us, we fell onto the bed together.

"What was it like to fuck Mom?" Molly asked eagerly, her eyes aflame.

"It was incredible! She really knows how to fuck!"

"Well, she and Dad have been married for 20 years. They've probably gotten pretty good at it."

"No kidding! What was it like, fucking Dad?"

"Ohmigod. . . his cock felt wonderful. I bet Mom is a happy woman."

"She seems to be."

We both laughed. What an incredible night it had been. And yet. . . neither of us was ready for it to be over, yet.

"You know," I said, "After Mom and Dad finished fucking each other, I thought you and I were gonna fuck. I didn't think Mom would take me and Dad would take you."

"I know; me too," Molly agreed. "But I'm glad they did it that way."

"Me too."

For a minute, neither of us said anything. Finally, Molly spoke.

"So. . . you wanna?"

"Oh, hell yes!" I cried, and instantly, our two bodies were a tangled snarl of arms and legs and asses and hands and feet and teeth and lips, and her tits and my cock and her pussy, rolling and writhing on the bed.

We came to a brief pause, with Molly's pussy blossoming directly in front of my face. Her musky feminine aroma was intense, inundating my nostrils and overwhelming my sense of smell. I rolled her onto her back, and slid myself between her legs.

"I've got a promise to keep to you," I said.

"Huh?"

"When Dad was eating Mom's pussy, I told you I would do that to you."

"Oh, yeah!"

"So, enjoy the ride, dear sister. . ."

Tenderly, I nibbled along the insides of her thighs, slowly moving closer to her musky womanhood, playfully tugging on her pubic hairs with my lips, and nuzzling into her opening with my nose, causing her to giggle and squirm at the sensations

"Mmmmmm. . . that's nice," she purred.

I ran my tongue over her puffy labia, then along her inner cunt-lips, tasting the droplets of her building moisture, along with a starchy taste that I figured must be Dad's cum. Molly was going to be my own second pussy of the night, and both of them full of my father's semen by the time I got to them. . .

At last, I moved my mouth over Molly's pubic mound, exploring the folds of her pussy until I found her clitoris. I sucked lightly on her little nubbin and the surrounding flesh, which caused her to jump at the intensity of the sensations.

"Oh!" she cried. "That's a good one!"