Harry Stevens - The family_s hot relations

"I've been doing all the coming so far," Jane was moaning to her dick-pumping son. "What about you, stud? When will I feel your hot cum in my cunt. Ooooh, my pussy's so thirsty for your hot jizz!"

"When wasn't your pussy thirsty for anybody's jizz?" Bud cockily answered his mother's plea for his cum. "You've got to be the horniest damn woman there is."

"And proud of it!" Jane crowed, "Now, are you going to come in my cunt on your own, or will I have to force the jizz out of your cock?"

"Go right ahead, Mom," Bud responded. "You started this. Let's see you finish it. You do all the work."

"With pleasure!" Jane declared.

She surprised her son with her sudden burst of strength. Jane reared up, forcing Bud back. Then she scrambled on top of him as he toppled, completely switching the fucking positions. The action had moved directly into a path of moonlight pouring through the nearest window, with mother and son bathed in a shimmering glow.

Bud's cock stood straight up now, and his mother was sliding up and down on it. Jane's hands were at the junction of cock and pussy, five fingers clasping Bud's balls, squeezing each nut individually.

Abruptly Bud was gasping with erotic release, while his cock lurched to the hilt up his mother's twat and Jane bore down from above, grinding her hips.

"That's it, stud, give it to me!" Jane moaned from above. "Shoot that cum in my pussy!"

While Bud's prick unloaded in her cunt, Jane kept squeezing her son's nuts, pumping every drop of jism possible out of them. As his cock spurted, Bud groaned from the sweet torture his mother was applying.

Christy was thinking that she might as well go back to her room and leave her mother to do her thing. But rather than turning around to see where she was going, Christy made the mistake of attempting to back out the door. As a result she stumbled. It was just loud enough to make her presence known.

On the bed, Bud had just finished shooting his wad in his mother's cunt. Jane had started to sag when Christy tripped. The sound of scuffling feet jerked Jane upright, and she swiveled on top of Bud to look toward the door.

Christy froze, trapped in her mother's gaze and stream of moonlight.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" Jane said evenly, nothing in her voice indicating her emotional reaction to her daughter's intrusion.

"I-I was sleep," Christy stammered. "Woke up when I heard all this noise, and… and…"

"No apologies necessary," Jane cut her daughter off. "God knows my curiosity's gotten the best of me more than once. If you're here, Christy you're here."

"I-I'll go back to my room and leave you two alone," Christy stammered. "If you want to fuck, that's your business. After all that's gone on in this family, I've got no place standing in your ways!"

"What makes you think I want you to leave?" Jane interrupted her flustered daughter again.

"I just thought…"

"Come here, Christy," Jane ordered. Christy advanced on shaky legs, with no idea of what to expect. It seemed to take her forever to reach the edge of the bed and the face-to-face confrontation with her mother.

Jane got off Bud, moving toward her daughter. She grabbed Christy by the shoulders.

"Let's call a spade a spade," Jane told bet daughter. "The truth is the only thing that's going to do us any good. No point in any of us holding anything back. Know what I'm getting at, baby?"

Christy did. Her mother was right. It was time to let it all hang out.

"I fucked Dad," she admitted. "But I guess you knew that already, Mom."

"That's not all I know," Jane said quickly. "But I'd feel better if I heard it from you."

"You're talking about Grandpa, aren't you, Mom?"

Jane nodded in reply.

"Okay," Christy sighed. "I fucked Grandpa… How did you figure it out?"

"I was there," Jane revealed with a sneaky grin. Christy caught on immediately. "You fucked him first, didn't you, Mom?"

"Like mother, like daughter," Jane chuckled.

Jane hugged Christy, abruptly sealing her daughter's lips with a deep, tonguing kiss. Christy was pulled onto the bed, with Jane rolling on top of her. By the time their kiss was broken, mother and daughter had their knees between one another's thighs.

"Everything's going to be all right, sweetheart," Jane assured her panting daughter as she stripped away Christy's nightgown: "As long as we stick together, we can't lose. We've got too much going for us to let our egos get in the way of something beautiful. This family depends on us to set an example. You and me, baby. Let's not blow it."

"Oooooh, Mom," Christy murmured with happiness, "you're so right. We're a team."

Mother and daughter kissed again. This time they each sent a hand probing into the other's crotch, fingering cunt and ass.

Over on the other side of the bed, Bud had been watching and listening to his mother and sister.

Tired of being ignored, he interjected himself into the situation.

"Hey, you two, what about me?" he protested. "I'm part of this family, too, you know. I've done my damn share of fucking."

"That you have," Jane said. "Still game?"

"What do you think?" Bud answered. "You two would wind up as a couple of dykes if it weren't for me. I'm the only one who can keep you straight."

Bud had been lying on his stomach. Now he turned over. His hard-on sprang straight up, quivering in midair before it fell under its own weight against his belly.

"That's a very persuasive argument you've got there," Jane teased her son, reaching over to stroke his throbbing boner. "I think you've got your sister and me convinced."

"Right on!" Christy joined in. "All for one, and one for all."

Jane and Christy surged toward Bud. Clamping him with their naked bodies, they put him in the center of a human sandwich. From top and bottom, tits and pussy rubbed all over Bud.

"Shit, two chicks at once." The happy teenager celebrated his good fortune, writhing with glee between his mother and sister.

Then it was time for some specific action. Only too willing to place himself in female hands, Bud allowed himself to be laid out flat on his back. His mother crouched over his face, spreading her pussy so wide that juice splashed on the bridge of his nose. At the same time, Bud's sister straddled his crotch, holding his hard-on straight up so his cockhead brushed the lips of her hovering twat.

Jane and Christy sat down at the same time Jane on Bud's face, and Christy straight down on her brother's hoisted cock so he was suddenly penetrating her cunt to the hilt. Bud immediately began sucking and fucking for all he was worth, using his tongue and prick with equal vigor. His mother and sister moaned their appreciation, Jane and her pussy full of oral meat and Christy with a twat stuffed with stiff, pumping dick.

Perched atop Bud, Jane and Christy faced each other as their pussies were respectively tongued and dicked. They shared their sensations, adding their steamy words to the erotic mix.

"Mmmmm, Bud's tongue's wiggling inside my cunt like a damn snake," Jane told her daughter.

"Well, his cock's like a crowbar in my pussy," Christy reported. "I'm practically coming already."

"Bet I can get off before you do," Jane playfully challenged.

"You're on, Mom!"

Jane and Christy shook their asses and ground down with their cunts. Bud's tongue and cock stretched until they ached. Both were being squeezed and corkscrewed by spasming, twisting pussy walls.

"Ooooh, I'm getting there fast!" Christy groaned.

"Not any quicker than I am," Jane fired back. "Bud's eating right through me. His cock can't be any farther up my pussy than his tongue is up mine."

"I'm gonna cheat," Christy giggled. She reached down and fingered her clit.

"No fair," Jane laughed in mock protest.