M Kress - The family act

"To think we all owe our happiness to the simple fact that Ronny fucked his sister a year ago," Olivia commented.

"I don't really understand how all the things that happened could take place, but I'm glad they did," George said.

"Life very seldom, if ever, makes sense," Olivia smiled. She drained her glass and with a leering smile, stood up.

The long, sleek, dark blue dress she wore revealed to all that could see she wasn't wearing a bra. George knew she wasn't wearing any panties, either. She kicked off her black shoes, and with a grin, began to unzip the dress.

George, quickly undressed. As he got to his briefs, his mother was standing near the bunk bed. He quickly dropped his shorts, and his cock sprang out thick and hard.

Linda and Fred were still at the hotel waiting for the rest of the family to return. Father and daughter knew just how to make the time go by fast. They'd been doing it for quite a number of months now.

Olivia cupped her tits and nodded to her son. George walked stiff-legged toward her, his turgid cock bobbing and waving with each step. She lay back on the bed, and the springs on the bed protested loudly. George and Olivia didn't care. They had grown much too used to obeying the urges of their loins to stop now.

George planted a slobbering, lusty kiss on one of his mother's tits while he fingered her cunt. His probing fingers slid past her puffy pussy lips, scraping into the tender pink flesh of her inner twat. She moaned as he nibbled on her nipple.

"Oh, that's the way to do it," she moaned.

George hissed with delight when his mother gripped his throbbing cock in her expert hand. She pumped it a few times, causing delicious sensations of delight to course through him. His balls spasmed, churning up the heavy load of cock juice, broiling away in his hairy sacs.

He quickly pushed her back firmly on the bed, and lifted his body over hers. He grinned down at her.

"You want my cock, mother?" he asked, letting the heavy, hot flesh of his cock rub against her heaving belly. "You want it?"

"Yessssss!" Olivia hissed. She never grew tired of the game she played with her children.

George reached down and gripped his long lance of cock meat and placed the blunt end of his prick at the entrance to her cunt. He flicked his dong forward with a jerk of his hips. He gasped as his mother's pussy sucked his dick all the way in one deep gulp.

"Ohhh! That's sooo gooood, Mom!" George exclaimed.

The rocking, smooth rhythm they'd come to know well filled the room. The springs of the old bed squeaked and shrilled out their coupling to all who could hear. But the dressing room was off in one corner, and no one should have been near there. They didn't really care if anyone heard them, anyway. The rumors were flying thick and fast about the family, anyway.

Olivia tossed her head from side to side, loving the pumping her son's cock was giving her aching cunt. Each stroke into her burning cunt brought her nearer to climax.

She hunched her hips up to his down-thrusting loins. She wrapped her long legs around his humping body, lifting her cunt up for easier penetration. She rubbed her tits hard against his heavily muscled chest.

"Oooohhh, do it to me! Fuck me hard!" she screamed.

"Ahhhh, Mom! Your cunt is so fucking sweet!" he gasped.

A few more savage thrusts into her milking cunt and his entire body shuddered. He rotated his hips as he slapped the meat into his mother time and again. Finally, the pressure became unbearable, and he increased the tempo of the fucking.

The tingle began at the base of his hairy balls and shot through the entire length of his shuddering cock. His snorts and grunts of lusting passion grew louder.

"Aaaahhhh! Shit! I'mmmm commminnnggg!" he yelled.

Olivia hunched her hips a few times and with the first touch in her cunt of her son's hot cum, she went beserk. She jerked and twisted on the bed.

"Ohhh, George!" Olivia screamed. "I'mmm commminnnngg, toooo!"

Her own juices oozed from her hole and mixed with her son's cum. It frothed all around her cunt and matted both their crotches. They brayed out their lusty releases and then gradually settled down to sated silence.

On the other side of the door, a familiar-looking stagehand turned with a wide leer plastered on his face. "Didn't I gell ya'?" he asked his companion.

"I'm tellin' ya', I never would've believed it!" the other man, Ralph, said with his eyes wide with amazement.

Garth, the first stagehand, chuckled. "I knew the two kids did it. But I sure as hell didn't think the whole family would be fucking each other! And that old lady sure wore a slinky dress, too!"

"Give me a hard-on, that's fer sure," Ralph grinned.

"Built like a brick shit house," Garth nodded. "That's fer sure. I'm tellin' ya', these show folk are really strange."

"You know," Ralph said, rubbing his chin, "I got a girl about thirteen now. She's gettin' to be a real looker, too."

"Hell, what're ya' waitin' for?" Garth poked his friend in the ribs with a ham-sized elbow. "When ya' get home, why don't ya' give her a real good fuck?"

"Yeah, but what about the old lady?" Ralph asked. "She won't like it, I can tell ya'!"

"Shit, man," Garth admonished, "She ain't gotta know, does she? Not if ya' do it right!"

"Gee," Ralph nodded. "I ain't never thought of it, that way."

"Get yer thinkin' cap on, man!" Garth smiled.

They walked over to the far side of the back stage area. They looked across the way at Ronny and Mary who were still holding hands. They poked each other in the ribs when Ronny gave Mary's ass a friendly pinch.

"I'm tellin' ya, Ralph, there ain't nothin' like fuckin' a young girl," Garth mused.

"And how the fuck would you know that?" Ralph asked.

"I done it," Garth nodded. "I got my old lady drunker'n a hoot owl, and then lay the ol' slab of meat to the young'en!"

"How'd she like it?" Ralph asked.

"She thought it was purtty bad at first," Garth chuckled. "But when I got to goin' real good, she kinda' decided she liked it well enough."

"How you mean?" Ralph asked, anxious. He could feel his cock getting hard and stiff.

"She comes to me about three times a week," Garth said. He looked over at his friend. "And you can do it, too!"

"Man, after tonight's show!" Ralph grinned.

Garth nodded and looked over to the couple that had originally given him the idea of fucking his daughter. He tipped an imaginary hat in their direction. After the show, they'd both travel to their separate homes, and have a lot of incestual fun.

Ronny looked at Mary as they walked out on stage. They giggled and were anxious to get the show over with. Afterwards, they'd have their fun, too.