D Abby - Loving step-parents

(I wasn't complaining just stating a fact.)

The next day Dad and Mom went to work. Clair wanted to go over the graphics again. At this point we wanted to make sure that there was nothing that we'd missed. When we got to the two men sixty nining, I looked at it for a long time. Usually when that one came up I moved to the next one real quick. I was sure Clair knew what I was thinking but for once I didn't blush. I was finally getting over that. Clair didn't change the graphic either. She looked at the graphic then she looked at me.

"David, you want to do that so much. Why don't you do it with Dad tonight. I'm sure he wants to do it with you. I saw him lick your prick the other night. I've seen you lick his cum out of Mom's cunt to and I know you did it on purpose."

"Mom and I can find something to do while you and your father suck each other's pricks. Mom's lapped my cunt but I've never lapped hers. I want to try lapping her cunt. I know I'll like doing it. I'll tell you what, you sixty nine with Dad, and I'll six nine with Mom."

In spite of my more relaxed attitude about sex, now that a decision had been made, I was impatient for our parents to get home from work. Clair convinced me and once I decided I was going to suck Dad's cock, I wanted to do it. I couldn't wait to nurse a load of cum out of his prick, or to feel his mouth sucking a load of cum out of my prick. That was something that would be very special.

Since they worked in the same building Mom and Dad car pooled to work. As soon as they got home from work I told Dad what I wanted to do with him, and I didn't blush either. Dad actually picked me up off the floor with his hug. I hugged him right back and kissed him on the mouth, and again I didn't blush. I even pushed my tongue into his mouth. I was getting over my inhibitions and my insecurities. It felt good.

(David exaggerates a little. Maybe more than just a little. He is getting better, but he still blushes now and then. I think it's cute, it's one of the reasons I love him.)

Mom and Dad fixed an excellent meal. We ate by candle light as we usually did for a festive meal. Wine was served and Clair and I even got a quarter of a glass mixed with soda. It made me feel good to be treated like an adult, even if they did dilute the wine. I couldn't take it straight anyhow. My only problem was that I was picking at my food again. I couldn't wait to get started.

After dinner Mom decreed that we should retire to our bedrooms, shower, and meet in the family room in our birthday suits. Clair and I showered together, but I wouldn't even let her soap my prick. I wanted to save everything I had for Dad.

After what seemed like an eternity, we were all together in the family room. Dad's prick throbbed just as much as mine did. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. We hugged and kissed and I felt his hard prick against my stomach. My prick pressed against his thighs and it felt good to be this close to him.

Dad laid me on the floor and licked my whole body right down to my prick. His tongue flicked the tip and; spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; my prick erupted. Dad sucked my cock into his mouth drank every drop of my cum. I wanted to cry.

As soon as my prick softened, Dad released it and hugged and kissed me again.

"It's all right, David. Don't let something like that bother you. It's flattering that you wanted me that much. You'll be ready again shortly. At my age I can wait a little while. I'm not nearly as impatient as I was when I was your age."

I didn't want him to wait. I kissed him and gave him a tongue bath. As soon as my lips touched his prick mine got hard again, but I didn't stop there. I gave Dad the works. I sucked on his toes and I licked the back of the knees, the inside of his thighs, his ass crack, his asshole, and any place else I could fit my tongue. By this time I was real horny again.

Dad rolled onto his back and I lay down on his stomach. He gently sucked my prick into his mouth and I wrapped my mouth around his. When my mouth was full there was still an inch or so left. I pushed my head down farther and the head of his cock lodged in my throat. I swallowed so that my constricting throat muscles would massage his prick.

He was giving me exquisite feelings at the same time. His tongue roved all over my prick. I felt the suction he was applying. My hips pumped of their own accord. I fucked my prick into Dad's mouth. He pistonned his cock down my throat and I swallowed around it each time he made maximum penetration.

I applied as much suction as I could. His prick riding in and out of my throat should have made me gag, but I wanted it so much that I wouldn't let it. This couldn't go on for very long.

Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; Dad's sucking mouth nursed the second load of cum out of my cock before he shot off. Dad nursed on my shrinking prick and spurt, Dad's first jet of cum squirted right down my throat. I pulled up a little and spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; I savored the rest of his load. I could feel Dad's prick shrinking in my mouth and my prick shrinking in his. I didn't want it to end. When our pricks were soft we switched around and hugged and kissed. I was crying, and I don't know why. I was happy, not sad about anything.

(I do love him. David just doesn't even know how sentimental he is.)

Mom and Clair had watched us and finger fucked each other. They were fascinated by our activities, and by how intense we were. Now they were sitting side by side with their fingers buried in each other's cunts. When Dad and I were finished they stopped and came over to us and we all hugged and kissed some more. Dad and I played with their cunts for a while and they stroked our soft pricks. As soon as the girls touched mine it started to harden again.

"Mom, I want to sixty nine with you. I've never had a chance to lap your cunt and I want to find out what it's like. I'm sure it'll be a blast."

"Well, what are you waiting for. Let's get to it."

Mom wasn't reluctant. She and Clair laid down head to crotch and licked each other. They took very little time for preliminaries. Evidently watching Dad and me had them really hot. Each of them buried their face in the other's cunt and went to work.

Dad's prick got hard seeing them in action. He looked at them and looked at me. He motioned me over to where they were laying on the floor.

"How about some ass fucking, David. You fuck your sister's ass and I'll fuck your mother's."

I didn't need any coaxing. I was ready. My prick was ready too. I got down behind Clair, licked at her ass, deposited some spit, turned around, and squeezed my prick into her tight asshole. Dad was doing the same with Mom.

The girls sucked each other's clits and lapped each other's cunts while Dad and I plunged our pricks up their asses. I know that Clair was having multiple orgasms. I could feel her ass contract around my prick. It sure did cut short my staying power. Dad speeded up his actions too.

Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble, spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; we gave the girls an enema of cum. They had about as much of the action as they could take. As soon as our soft pricks slipped out of their asses, they pulled away from each other and licked our pricks clean. We lay there for a while, breathing heavily and not saying a word.

(What was there to talk about? Cunt lapping was as much fun as cock sucking and fucking. I just wanted to feel, not talk.)

(Clair with nothing to say? That's unusual!)

After some position changes we were in a sort of a huddle hugging and kissing each other. We all felt very close.

Naked bodies have a tendency to react to other naked bodies. When someone rubs against my prick, it has a tendency to get hard. Handling other peoples' cunts and pricks has a tendency to make my prick hard too and I was fondling two cunts and a prick. All of this was going on and my prick got hard. So did Dad's.