James Porter - Hot and horny family

Kathy smiled to herself. The scheme was working.

She had finally talked with Billy, and that part of the plan had worked out well, also. Her brother, shaken by his experiences of the past few days, needed comforting, and it seemed to him that Kathy was the only person in the world who understood.

Everyone settled down in bed. The house was quiet. Billy waited until he believed it was safe, then got up and crept noiselessly from his room and into the hall. He was heading toward Kathy's bedroom, in response to the invitation she had given him. Perhaps it wasn't right, but he felt he had to do it.

Just thinking about snuggling into his sister's bed and settling down against her warm, lovely body caused his youthful cock to harden. The shaft was standing straight up by the time he reached Kathy's door. The snugness of his pajamas made the hard-on uncomfortable, and he adjusted. His pajama pants so his rock-hard cock stuck out through the fly.

He opened Kathy's door and walked into her room.

There was no moon that night, and the room was very dark. Billy carefully felt his way to the side of his sister's bed. He could barely make out the form lying beneath the covers.

He decided not to say anything and risk the chance of being overheard by his mother, whom he believed to be in the next room. Kathy had warned him to be very quiet.

Billy turned back the covers of the bed and slid in beside the shadowy form. She was very warm and soft.

Paula stirred. As she awakened and realized someone was in bed with her, she reacted spontaneously, not remembering immediately the awful events of the day. This was Ray, she thought, joining her, and she wanted him.

When Billy's lips touched hers, she responded, sliding her wet tongue into his mouth. She moaned and reached for what she thought was her husband's cock.

The prick was already hard-thrillingly hard, in fact-and this sent such a pleasurable sensation coursing through her that she was compelled to demonstrate her devotion to the lovely cock that she clutched in her hand. She pushed back the covers and bowed her head toward the loins of the male who was in bed with her.

As she did this, she realized that Ray shouldn't be in bed with her. She hated him. But as she held what she thought to be Ray's hot cock and bent toward it, her hatred dissolved. She needed his sweet prick. She needed it more than ever at that moment.

Billy let out a groan. There was something strange about what was happening. Somehow the person who lay in Kathy's bed didn't feel like his sister. She smelled different, too. Kathy didn't usually wear cologne. But what was happening felt very good-and who but Kathy could be doing it?

Paula touched her lips to the end of the cock she was clutching in her hand. It felt strange. Ray was circumcised, but the prick she now touched reminded her more of her first husband's cock, which had had a foreskin.

As she slid her mouth down over the head of her son's cock, she realized that it did indeed have a foreskin. Her lips had pushed the hood back as they had taken possession of the cockhead.

Panic seized her.

She tried to lift her head, but her partner's hands were on it, stroking her hair. As she pushed against those hands, she encountered an opposite pressure.

"Suck it, baby, suck it!" Billy whispered urgently as he held his mother's head on his throbbing cock.

A terrible shock went through her. This was Billy-not Ray! She had her mouth around her own son's cock!

She began to fight wildly, but Billy continued to hold her down. Her soft lips felt so good encircling his prick, and her warm, wet mouth was delightful. He arched himself, pushing his cock upward, sticking the head of it right back into his mother's throat.

Paula's mind whirled. I'm sucking Billy's cock! She kept thinking. My own son's cock! The thought thrilled her even as it shocked her. Then too, there was the question of why he was there. He had come to see Kathy, she decided. He must think I'm Kathy!

She continued to struggle, but her son was so aroused by that time he wouldn't let her raise her head. He couldn't understand what was the matter with her, but he knew he had to have more of her luscious cocksucking.

Suddenly something snapped in Paula's mind.

She couldn't fight any more. She couldn't resist. She began to suck her son's pulsing cock eagerly.

Billy groaned with pleasure, realizing that he didn't have to hold her any longer, and he dug a hand beneath her chest, feeling for what he expected to be one of Kathy's small, firm tits. But the tit that he grasped was full and soft. It felt just like Aunt Maude's!

He began to struggle, trying to get out from under the woman who was eagerly sucking his cock. But by this time Paula was so hot for her son that she had to keep sucking his hot, hard prick-driving her mouth eagerly up and down on it, licking the slick, spongy head and drinking down the wonderful juice which was oozing out.

In the doorway stood Kathy and Ray. It had been part of their plan to join the party once it got under way. Ray's purpose in this was to forestall a feeling of guilt on his wife's and Billy's part when they discovered they were in bed together. He wished to demonstrate that he and Kathy had similar desires; that they were, in fact, all members of the same loving family.

To accomplish this, it was necessary to turn on the light. Ray reached into the room, felt for the wall switch, and pressed it.

Brilliant illumination bathed the bed where Billy lay with Paula bending over his middle. Billy blinked and stared at her, realizing for the first time that it was his own mother who was sucking his cock. Then he looked up to see Ray and Kathy standing beside the bed, both nude and both smiling.

Billy didn't resist any more, but let out a happy cry and caressed his mother's beautiful blonde hair as she bobbed her sucking mouth more rapidly on his rigid, saliva-coated cock. She wasn't yet aware that the light had been turned on, because her eyes were closed in rapture.

Kathy gazed at her mother sucking cock, and the sight pleased her.

Ray visually caressed his wife's voluptuous form, which was curled gracefully on the mattress, her nightgown up around her waist to expose her lovely ass, clad in thin, clinging panties. Ray's cock hardened at the sight.

"Let's join them, sweetheart," he said to his stepdaughter, who had clasped her small hand around his rigid prick.

Paula heard this, and the speaker's identity as well as his words got through to her. She quickly raised her head and turned her guilty eyes toward her husband. But when she saw his cock standing up and saw Ray and Kathy standing side by side, naked, she didn't know what to think.

"You two looked like you were having such a good time that we couldn't resist joining you," Ray said. He added casually, "Kathy and I have done it before, anyway. And so have she and Billy. That's what started this whole thing. But I'll explain it to you later, angel. Now let's enjoy ourselves, shall we?"

He and Kathy got down on the bed beside Paula and Billy. The bed was big, though Kathy had occupied it alone until recently.

Paula began to struggle, but Ray quickly overcame this, stroking her and murmuring gently. He laid her nightie off.

"Suck my cock some more, Mama," Billy begged. "That was so good!"

"Ooh, darling!" Paula cried. "What's going to become of us?"

But whatever the answer was, she evidently wanted it to happen, because she once again threw herself down onto her son's loins and took his wonderful young prick into her mouth.

Ray pulled the pink panties off his wife's ass and drew them down her legs. He helped her position herself on her knees, which had the effect of shoving her beautiful ass high into the air. Her cunt was thrillingly exposed-a luscious pink slash, bordered by silky hairs.