Chapter 8
Later that day the Jones family sat in the living room listening to Fanny. She told all, everything that had taken place next door. Who fucked who up the ass, who fucked who in the mouth, each bit of action described hi all its detail. When she was through, her father Nelson spoke up.
"Well, I guess that confirms all our suspicions," he said. "They're really into family sex in a big way over there."
"And so are we now," his wife Carol added, "They talked Fanny into seducing you and Ron. And then Ron got the idea and laid me. Maybe we should move away from here."
"Or get hip like the Williams clan," Fanny put in. "I've just had a big piece of their action, and they have the right idea. What good's a big family if you can't have a lot of sex? Everyone dreams secretly of sex with someone in his family, and then it's a big taboo. How can something be a taboo if everyone wants to do it and no one is harmed?" The silence in the Jones family living room served as an answer. No one could dispute what she was saying. "Besides," Fanny went on, "the best sex is with someone you love, and no one loves anyone more than they do a close family member. The gentleness of a father with his daughter, the familiarity of a brother and sister, the concern of a mother for her son. These are the things that make sex really satisfying. There are no fly-by-morning relationships."
Everyone in the family listened respectfully to the newfound wisdom of the eighteen-year-old-daughter. They might have been reflecting on their own feelings of lust. Everyone in the family had already proved that he or she had a passion to fuck or suck at least one other member.
"All that might be true," Carol finally said, "but we weren't brought up to fuck our children."
"Maybe we should have been," Nelson said. "Mom and Dad were always great folks, but I secretly wanted to plug her cunt a lot of times, and I never could do it. Who knows how much more free my life might have been if I had been brought up in a family situation like the Williams family?
"Don't let your mother hear that when they come to visit next weekend," Carol cautioned, a twinkle in her eye.
"Who knows?" Nelson shrugged, "maybe I'll try it."
"Why not?" Fanny said with a laugh. "More to the point, though, what are we in for today? We have the rest of a perfectly good Sunday. I know some tricks I'd like to show everyone. Who's game?"
"I am!" said .her brother Ron, jumping up. "What can you show us, Fanny?"
"The first thing I want to show you is how to fuck a girl in the ass. And you too, Dad. Ass-fucking is heavenly. I thought it would hurt, but with a little Vaseline, there's nothing to it, and it's a fantastic thrill."
"Are you game, Carol?" Nelson asked his wife.
She gave him a resigned look and said okay. Everyone quickly disrobed, anxious to get started. After the long sexual tale-telling of Fanny, no one in the room could have avoided being turned on. Her lengthy description of getting fucked in the ass by Frank Williams surely had everyone squirming in his seat and thinking about trying it.
"I've never done it," Fanny's mother said, "but you make it sound great. Would you like to do it to me, Ron?"
"I'll say," Ron came back quickly. He was already nude, his big cock standing straight out. "A nice tight asshole. I've never even thought about it. But now it dawns on me. As good as a fuck in the cunt is, a fuck in the asshole would have to be that much better. It's a tighter fit."
Fanny went out and came back with a jar of Vaseline. She glanced down at her father's bone. It was as hard and ready as Ron's. "Let me grease those poles," she said. After taking the lid off the jar, she scooped out some of the petroleum jelly and went over to her father. She applied a light coating to her dad's cock.
"A-h-h-h," he said appreciatively. "That feels good already." Fanny ran her fingers all over her father's prick, coating the head especially well, feeling every bump and dip in the surface with a new sensitivity. She was getting hot in the cunt from the sight and the feel of her father's cock.
"Now you," she said to Ron. Stepping over to him, she dipped into the Vaseline again, then began wiping it on his dork.
"I like it," Ron grinned. "That feels great. Why don't you just jerk me off like that, Fanny?"
"Hell no," she said. "Wait till you get that cock of yours up Mom's ass. You'll dig it a lot better than jerking off."
She went over to her mother and asked her to bend over. Carol went red with embarrassment, but she turned around, leaned over at the waist and reached back to spread the cheeks of her shapely ass. Fanny dipped a finger into her dwindling supply of lubricant and shoved it up her mother's ass.
"How does that feel?" Fanny asked.
"Like getting an enema," her mother said.
"Wait till you feel Ronnie's rod up there."
Fanny was ready to have her own asshole lubricated. Her mother did the honors. Bending over, Fanny reached back and spread her cheeks with her hands. She soon felt her mother's finger up her shit-chute, greasing it for her father's prick with Vaseline. Now they were all ready for the first phase of their four-way family orgy—ass-fucking.
"I'm in position for it right now," Fanny said to her father.
Nelson picked up the cue and stepped around behind her. She soon felt the swollen head of his gigantic whang nudging the sphincter muscle of her asshole. His strong hands were on her waist, and then she felt the cock-knob penetrate.
"Is that painful?" her father asked.
"Hell no," she came back. "Just shove your cock right up my ass. I dig it."
The long tool worked its way up Fanny's backside, and soon she felt her father's loins smack against her ass. His hands were gripping her around the middle, firmly but tenderly, and the filling feeling his cock gave her combined with the loving embrace to send shivers of pleasure through her body.
"Well, we might as well begin." Fanny heard her mother say to Ron.
"Come around here," Fanny said. "Where I can see you. We can watch each other getting reamed up the asshole."
She heard her mother laugh, then saw her come around right in front of her to bend over and spread the cheeks of her backside for Ron. Fanny's face and Carol's were right opposite one another, almost close enough for them to touch, or kiss. Ron slid in behind his mother, gripped her at the waist as his father did Fanny, then set his bone between the spread buttocks.
It excited Fanny to watch as Ron grunted, his mother showed some tension in her face, and the cock slid up her chute. "Ohhh," Carol let out a moan of excitement of her own. Ron had pressed against her ass, so his cock must have been all the way up her ass tunnel.
"Do this," Fanny suggested to her mother. She let go of her asscheeks and gripped her ankles. "It makes it a lot easier."
Carol did as suggested, gripping her ankles with her hands, craning her neck to look across at Fanny. Her daughter was doing the same, looking up and across the short space to her mother's straining face. Both men were pumping now, shoving their hard cocks in and out of the greased channels. Fanny felt her juices stirring in her pussy. When she'd been fucked hi the ass by Frank Williams, it had occurred to her how nice it would be to get the same treatment from her dad. Now it was happening, and the idea that it was her father's dick in her ass made it all the more exciting to her.
The fantastic thing about it, the thing that kept finding its way to her mind since her first sexual experience with her father, was the idea that she was getting fucked by the same cock that had made her. To think, the dick that had fucked her mother in the cunt to create her was now reaming the hell out of her ass.
Nelson had been a trifle hesitant at first, sliding his greased bone in and out of her tube with care. Now, as he found the going easy and heard no complaints from Fanny, he picked up speed and power. He was soon fucking away inside her ass-tube, pounding his flat loins against the curves of her behind, fucking madly away at her backside.
"Ohhh," Fanny moaned with pleasure. "It feels so good, Daddy. It feels soooo good."
From the look of pleasure on her mother's face, it was clear to Fanny that Ron was doing just as good a job on her asshole as her father was doing on Fanny's. Carol had lost the strained look that had at first marked her face, and she was apparently enjoying the first reaming she'd ever gotten.
"How do you like it now?" Fanny asked her mother, wondering if Carol was just pretending to enjoy getting a cock shoved all the way up her ass.
"Just wonderful," Carol said. "It's wonderful." Her face was red, and beads of sweat were forming on her brow. She managed a smile, and her breathing was heavier and heavier. Ron was thumping away at her ass, and Carol was jerking forward with each thrust of his giant cock. Her face was flushed with passion, her eyes growing glassy as she drifted into some private fantasy.
Fanny was sure her mother was good and turned on, maybe working her way towards an orgasm. Fanny could understand it. Her own body was racked with ecstasy, and the constant friction of the cock pounding away in her asshole was raising her higher and higher towards a climax of her own. She hoped her father wouldn't be so turned on by the novel experience of fucking his daughter's ass that he would come too soon.
Nelson had leveled off to a steady reaming, and his teenaged daughter understood that he intended to keep going that way long enough for her to come. That had been the nice thing about getting fucked by her father, the understanding that passed between the two of them. Suddenly she was confident that she would have as much time to arrive at a climax as she needed. Her father wouldn't let her down.
Fanny relaxed and enjoyed the ass-humping even more. Her mother seemed to have eased into a similar situation, a dreamy expression on her face, a curl of sweat leaving a thin trail down one cheek from her forehead. Ron and Nelson were humping in rhythm now, each man thrusting inward at the same time, then pulling back at the same pace. It was a slow, steady, double ass bang, and a good one.
Fanny knew she would be coining before long. She felt the tingling in her tits as she stood there, bent over at the waist. She wished she could speed the orgasm, but then she would have to let go of her ankles and that made it difficult to maintain her balance.
Suddenly, she felt her father's hands slide up her body to her big breasts. They fondled the whole globes, then concentrated on each-nipple with just one forefinger. It was heavenly, and Fanny felt her first tingle of orgasm. That was just like her father. He seemed to sense what it was that would turn Fanny on.
He kept fucking away in her asshole, playing with her titties all the while.
"Ohhh," Fanny heard herself letting out an uncontrollable moan. She was rising to a climax for sure now.
"That's a good girl," she heard her father say. He was urging her on to orgasm.
As her father guided her with his cock and his fingers, Fanny felt her orgasm come. "Ohhhh!" she cried out. "I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
She closed her eyes and soared. The huge cock that filled her ass seemed suddenly to engorge her whole body. It was as if she were a huge anal canal, her whole self, and her father's cock was filling her. She heard herself scream, or maybe it was her mother screaming with ecstasy, and then she want over the top in surge after powerful surge of orgasmic pleasure.
She began to come down to earth, aware still of the ferocious fucking in her asshole. She let herself drift with the pleasure. The thrusting had slowed, and now it had leveled off to a steady and sensuous it, feeling tingling her steaming reaming. She rode with after waves of orgasm rise up from her steaming cunt.
Then she felt the fingers of her father leave her tits and trail down her stomach to her pussy. His hands worked the whole pubic mound, and then one finger burrowed inside to make contact with her clit.
"Oh, Dad!" she screamed. "Ohhhh! Do that. Ohhhh. I'm going to come again."
Fanny was multi-orgasmic, and she could be aroused to another orgasm very quickly on the heels of a first. A tingling filled her cunt as Nelson's fingers worked their magic. She was soaring up there again, spiraling towards orgasm. She clenched her eyelids tight, seeing stars and colored patterns. Her whole body was alive with ecstasy. Orgasmic surges tore through her. This time her thoughts were concentrated in her cunt instead of her asshole. Her clit was rigid and spasming like a tiny hard-on. Natural lubrication spewed from her box and greased her father's fingers.
The thrusting still continued in her asshole, and she had that completely possessed feeling that a woman gets only when there's a cock up her ass and another cock or a hand in her twat. Fanny gripped her ankles fiercely, her fingernails digging into her flesh. She was wiggling her hips to maximize the sensations in anus and cunt, getting the most out of it as her waves of orgasm began to die out.
After a long while she let her eyes open. At first she was in a daze and couldn't make anything out, but then things came clear to her. She was looking at her mother's face, slack-jawed and bleary-eyed. Carol had come too, and her face was still pink and moist. Her son lay over her back, breathing steadily, his cock apparently still stuffed up her asshole.
Nelson was resting on Fanny's back, and she could smell his sweatiness, the sweet smell of sexual excitation. She could hear his steady breathing. She wondered if he and Ron had shot their loads in the respective assholes of daughter and mother, or if they were saving themselves. She did not have long to find out.
When Nelson straightened and pulled his cock slowly out of her well-greased ass, she turned to see that it was still hard and red, ready for more action. She saw Ron do the same thing, and his dong was equally firm, bobbing in mid-air, gleaming with a coating of Vaseline and maybe a trace of something else.
The two men stood there a bit sheepishly for a few seconds, and then Fanny spoke up. "We'll need a few 'minutes to recuperate," she said. Her back ached as she straightened, and by the way her mother rubbed her own back, she was sure she was feeling it even more. "You two guys will have to wash your pricks off," Fanny added. "We're not about to suck on them or have them up our nice clean twats if they're not cleaned off."
"Good idea," said Ron.
"Why don't you come into the John with us and wash out dicks, Fanny?" her father suggested. He had a broad smile on his face.
"Why not?" she shrugged. She liked the feel of a hard dick in her hand, and soaping one up might be sensuous and fun. "You get some rest," she said to her mother who had slumped to the couch, "and we'll be right back."
Fanny led her father and brother into the bathroom. She was actually looking forward to washing off their long, hard pricks. Nelson stepped up .to the sink first. She smiled at him, got a grin in return, and then began rinsing his cock with warm water. She loved the feel of the thing in the palms of her hands. She soaped it generously, noticed that it thickened and swelled under her tender ministrations, and then she rinsed It off with cool water.
"That's some little bath," Nelson said. "Boy, does that turn a guy on. You know, that Korean hooker I told you about used to wash me up before I fucked her. Once it got so exciting I came right in the wash bowl."
"You and that whore," Fanny laughed. "Well, I can wash a guy's cock with the best of them." Nelson tweaked her on the arm and stepped aside.
Now it was Ron's turn. He put his cock in the sink, looking a little sheepish, and Fanny began to wash it with soap and warm water. At first, his dick drooped a trifle over the edge of the sink, but at the first stroke of Fanny's hand it began to rise. Soon it was sticking up at an angle, and when Fanny let go of it the cock bobbed away, dripping soapy lather.
"Come back here you," she joked, as Ron got red-faced and his father laughed.
Fanny took hold of the big, snake-like hard-on and washed it thoroughly. Then she toweled off the water. Nelson had already dried his prick. She stepped back to admire her handiwork. Both cocks were pink and clean, bobbing in the air from their owners' motion. The thick heads were swollen with blood and ready for action.
"Like father, like son," she said, getting a knowing smile from each of the guys. Then the threesome joined hands and went back to the living room.
Fanny's mother seemed to have recovered from her first fuck in the ass. She was seated comfortably on the couch, legs crossed and one arm draped over the couch back. Her breasts rode high on her chest, a tantalizing sight.
"We're all set," Fanny sang out, as the three of them entered the room.
"Set for what?" Carol asked with a thought you were pretty well screwed Fanny."
"Hell no, this is just the start." Fanny plopped down beside her on the couch, her breasts jiggling with the sudden motion. "There are a lot of ways to fuck and suck," she said. "Ron and Dad haven't even gotten off yet."