Chapter 14
We didn't come out of our room until late the next morning, and only after we had fucked each other in the shower. Putting the meat to mom like that was a great way to start the day, and we held hands as we went down the hallway and joined the others in the kitchen. I guess mom had sort of been dreading that first meeting, because she hung onto me and her face was pink.
But dad calmed her immediately by going to her and giving her a long, deep kiss. I saw Lucien's face then, and it looked kind of worn, as if he had been through a long, draining night; he was a little edgy, too, like any guy would be who had walked into a far-out love nest where he had been seduced by both his girlfriend's mother and her daughter.
"Lucien," mom said when she had recovered her composure, "I hope you had as nice a night as I did."
"Y-yeah," he said quickly, "it was pretty special. Desiree, do you think this is-"
"I do," she said emphatically, sitting down at the table and crossing her legs. "I think it's wise and wonderful, and maman-I thank you, from the bottom of my heart."
"Oh mom," Claire said, and ran to kiss her. "Welcome home."
Lucien sipped his coffee. "I don't really understand, I suppose. Last night, after you slipped away, I thought you were going back to Greg, and accepted Terese's offer of her bed. But then I discovered that Greg was screwing his own daughter, and that my bride-to-be was making it with her son. Then, after little Claire came to me, so fresh and so tight-"
Maman laughed, tossing back her head. "So you do not look a gift horse in the mouth, hein? Between the legs, perhaps-depending on its sex, naturally, but you do not turn down a present of such richness. As you didn't, Lucien."
Dad said, "I was wrong to get uptight about you and my wife, Lucien. As maman says, there's enough pussy there for both of us."
"For all of us," I corrected, and everyone laughed, breaking the tension.
Breakfast went smoothly, and ended with cafe royal. Lucien smoked a little cigar, and I could see that he was still a little puzzled, turning over this new and sensuous situation in his mind. But he was no fool; he realized that he would never run into anything better, and he kept looking over at my mother with warm interest.
It's a funny thing, I discovered; you can fuck one woman a hundred times or more, but when another man fucks her, you get a fresh view of her and become interested all over again. Maybe you wonder if he hit some spot in her body that you never reached, or if she'll react differently, now that she's ridden another hard prick.
The women cleaned up the dishes quickly, and shooed us out of the kitchen to whisper among themselves. We sat in the living room, and dad said, "Lucien, welcome to the family; we can work out the arrangements later, if you like, but right now let me say I'd like you to move right in with us, and sleep wherever you like."
Lucien nodded and looked over at me. "You screwed your mother? She has a truly beautiful cunt, hasn't she? I envy you, Johnny; you got something that few boys ever reach."
"Did you want to fuck your mother, too?" I asked.
"I did; I suppose all boys do, but too few ever accomplish it. Greg, I don't know what to say. I'm in love with your wife, but there's more to it than that-your daughter is delicious, and that Terese-"
"Magnificent," dad agreed. "Over the years, I think I eyed her as much as I did my daughter. Now I have her; now we have all three of them."
They came into the room one by one, without a stitch of clothes on. Maman and mother wore platform shoes, but Claire was barefoot. Maman paraded before us first, flashing the softly silver curls of her mound at us while we watched entranced, showing off the erect mounds of her smooth breasts, pirouetting like a fashion model, and displaying her long, sleek legs and the delicate shapings of her ass.
Claire followed as maman crossed to the bedroom, and I had almost forgotten how my sister could damned near stop a guy's heart when she was naked. Slim almost to the point of being skinny, she had an ethereal quality, a bloom of developing womanhood that was intriguing. She was so proud of her little tits, and swung her narrow hips in a sweetly sexy motion, giving us all a good look at the feathering of her tiny pussy. Then she joined maman in the other room.
Mother came to us slowly, a little bit uncertain, but with her blood racing because of what we had done the night before, and made herself ready for what she knew was coming. Cupping her big, solid boobs, she offered them to us.
The spirit of the thing got to her, and mom spun slowly to display her lovely, ripe body, to show her flesh in all its full shapeliness. That long, long hair drew all eyes to her pussy, so rich and black and deep, and its web of finer hairs spread to her navel, down the inner moldings of her spread thighs.
We stared after my mother as she sway-hipped after the others, stared at the compelling wriggle of her ass, the rhythm that fairly shouted sex. When she was gone, dad said quietly, "I guess they mean for us to follow them."
I stood up and started to undress, kicking off my low sneakers and peeling out of my tee shirt. Dad was doing much the same thing, but he was only wearing a beat-up robe and slippers, so he was naked before Lucien and I were. Lucien was kind of hesitant, still a little bit embarrassed, I guess, but he couldn't back out now. After seeing those three beautiful, bare-assed women, he couldn't.
He was darker than dad or myself, and his cock wasn't up all the way yet, but I'd guess it was about halfway in size between my father's and my own. Lucien cut a quick glance at my pole as it began to swell, and his eyes widened. I was proud of my meat, and fondled it in my fingers, showing off a bit. When we were stripped for action, dad led the way into maman's master bedroom, walking straight and tall, so that I was proud of him, too.
They were lying on the bed, side by side, their polished thighs touching, the different colored hairs of their fascinating mounds glistening, their tits pointing up. They were holding hands.
Mother was on this side of the bed, with my sister in the middle and my grandmother on the far side. They all looked so damned lovely and sensuous, all of them ready to be fucked openly, without shame and without any kind of hang-ups. It was truly a wonderful, stimulating sight, and my cock began a drumbeat inside its expanded head.
Mom said softly, "Me first; we decided that. With Lucien. Darling, you come over and fuck me a little, then move on to my little daughter here, then to my mother.
My husband will mount me next, and then my wonderful son. We'll just keep fucking like this, taking turns with each other. As soon as one of you men comes, he can either drop out and take a rest, or just keep going with the next pussy in line. Now, Lucien-come fuck me now."
His prick still wasn't full staff because he was nervous. Dad and I stood there and watched him intently as he crawled up on the bed and positioned himself between mother's thighs. Lucien had to feel her up a little, running both hands over her large tits and thumbing the stiff nipples, then caressing her hairy belly and the woolly forest of her pubic mound before he was really ready.
Lucien's cockhead was darker than either or ours, and more pointed; black hair covered his balls and grew thickly in his crotch. Mom played with those balls while we watched, and I heard dad's breath rasping in his throat. He was watching his wife, seeing another guy with her for the first time and identifying with the man, knowing exactly what Lucien's stiff prick would feel when it penetrated that mossy mound and slipped inside the velvet grasp of her wet cunt.
I was watching my mother and knowing the same feelings, turned on as I saw her reach up and bring Lucien's face to her own, as I saw her hips rolling easily and her furry crotch reach hungrily upward for the polished shaft of his now ready cock.
"Damn," my father whispered. "I never realized just how beautiful she is, how completely sexy. Look at how she's wiggling, all hot to get that stiff prick inside her juicy pussy."
Gulping, I squeezed down on my own aching rod and nodded, my eyes fastened to Lucien's cockhead as it prodded itself into that satin tangle of cunt hair, as it felt down through them to the wet lips that were waiting for it. I moved a step closer to the bed and kneeled there, my face near to her hip, determined to see every detail of my mother's fucking in stark clarity.
His cockhead, pointed and dark, slid inside her pink cunt lips, stretching them wider, forcing his solid meat up into the steamy cavern of her precious vagina. Mother quivered as his strong, rigid prick slipped home, as it reached far up into her pussy and nestled there, his balls against the lifted and shaggy crack of her ass. My mom had a cock locked deep within her body, and was rocking on it, moving up and down with a slow, intense passion, and I saw her knuckles whiten as she gripped my sister's small hand, as their thighs brushed in the movement of mom's screwing.
Lucien lifted his ass and drew most of his prick back out of that suctioning hole, then fed it deep again, thrusting hard and heavy into the clenching of that exquisite cunt.
"Darling," she purred to him, "oh Lucien, sweetheart-I love your prick. I love to wiggle on it like this, and like this when you ram it into my pussy. Ahh-oh yes-but you mustn't fuck me all the way, Lucien. There are others waiting for your sweet cock."
She pushed at him, making him back his prick reluctantly from the wet gripping of her bearded snatch. It came out shining with her inner lubrication, and he balanced himself upon his knees as he crawled over to stare down at my little sister's tiny cunt.
I stopped watching him then, too interested in my father and mother. He approached her as if he had never fucked her before, as if she were brand new and romantic. His thigh brushed my cheek as I kneeled there beside the bed and held my pulsing cock. I could smell the beguiling aroma of my mother's inflamed pussy as dad cupped it damply within his palm. His mouth dipped to taste one of her upright nipples, and she stroked his hair as he did so.
Then he was at her thighs, kneeing them wider, his prick seeming small compared to Lucien's and mine, but standing out thick and eager. "Desiree," he murmured, "I've never seen you more attractive, never more beautiful."
"Then fuck me, my husband," she said. "Slide your nice hard prick into me here, where Lucien just pulled out. He stirred me up for you, darling; he got me all juicy inside my pussy for you."
Dad didn't wait a second longer; gripping her ripe thighs with both hands, he reached down and in with his cockhead, nuzzling it through her deep hairs and straight into the slippery labia below. Both of them sighed as the length of his steely shaft entered her vagina, and he heaved fiercely, swiftly into it.
Enthralled, I watched them, seeing Lucien's naked body beyond them only as a blur as he fucked my kid sister, but I did notice her slim legs waving in the air as the man drove it home in her miniature snatch, forcing it deep. But my main attention was on the twisting forms of my mother and father. They were fucking hard and fast, and I knew that dad was going to get his gun in her, that he meant to come inside her familiar cunt before moving on to his daughter.
He deserved it, I thought; seeing his cock sledge in and out of her surging crotch, watching her reddened cunt lips suck at his driving shaft, I remembered that he had been without this great pussy for some time now, and that he had probably never been as turned on to it in the past.
"Desiree, Desiree-you have the sweetest, hottest cunt I know. It's so slick and tight, so wonderful-"
"I love your prick, too, darling," she panted, letting go my sister's hand so she could clench both cheeks of his bobbing ass. "Feed it to me, Greg-slam it home. Fuck me and fuck me and fuck me!"
His ass trembled and I saw his balls leap upward as he pistoned his cock into her wriggling cunt. Gasping, he sought her mouth, and I saw his shaft throb as it sped the pressure of his balls up along it to explode from the head. Dad was pumping his hot come into my mother, into his wife, and she was responding by banging her pelvis savagely into his while she hissed love words against his teeth.
Dad finally broke the embrace, and his cockhead was leaking semen as he moved over to where his wife's lover had already left Claire with her legs open.
When I stood up shakily, I saw that maman had Lucien locked between her sleek legs, and that she was rocking back and forth while she cupped his balls in her hand, while she ran a fervent tongue around one of his hairy nipples. I thought then that Lucien would never make it past maman without blowing off; he had already been into two marvelous cunts, and this third one was even more eager, better trained. Maman would make him come.
Quickly, I climbed up between my mother's thighs and looked down at her sizzling pussy, at this enchanted nest of fluffy hair that surrounded the loveliest cunt lips in the world. Her pussy was on fire, turned on first by her lover, entered by her husband, and now she was hungry for her son's hard prick.
"Come on," she urged me. "Don't wait, Johnny-don't even play around. Shove that lovely cock on into my pussy while your father's semen is still bubbling inside me."
Oh wow; that was exactly what could turn me on the most, so I set the head of my throbbing prick into those slippery lips and shoved. It went easily into her, its path greased by the soapy stuff dad had jetted into her vagina. But her velvet walls clung to my cock anyway, fitting around it as no other pussy ever could. I axed it into her because she was in one of her fuck-me-hard moods, so I hammered my long, thick pole into her writhing body, pounding it deep and mean, making her come twice before I even slowed down. She was heaving her tits against my sweaty chest when I ground it far back up against her womb, and her head was rolling from side to side like a metronome.
Hypnotized by her, adoring her cunt with slow strokes of my prick, I still managed to think of my little sister there beside us, and turned my head to see her bumping her small crotch against dad's as she screwed him with all the fury of her tiny body. But I didn't imagine that our father would come into her now; he was older, and he had just fired a tremendous load of semen into our mother, so Claire was going to be cheated.
Lucien went: "Ahhh!" and let go inside maman's gulping, gyrating pussy as her legs clamped across his back and tried to pull him even deeper. I had been right; maman had pumped the juice from his balls. So if my kid sister was going to get some man liquid inside her compact snatch, it was up to me.
Regretfully, I backed my aching knob from the greasy clutch of my mother's steaming cunt and waited for a few long moments. Dad looked over at Lucien, and Lucien pulled out of maman to come around the bed weak-legged and stand ready next to my mother.
Dad worked over to maman, and she greeted him with a glad, erotic cry, grabbing his slippery shaft and guiding it into the wet oven of her just-fucked cunt.
"Johnny," my sister said softly, reaching for my own prick. "Oh Johnny, I've been waiting for you. Isn't mom tremendous? I don't see how any of you can make yourselves stop fucking her."
"You're tremendous, too," I said, letting her steer my knob into the almost hairless labia that had just released two different pricks. "You're just as beautiful, Claire, just as hot and sexy."
"Thanks," she said, "but I don't believe you. Fuck me anyhow, sweet brother."
"I saved my come for you," I whispered into her tiny ear as the swollen length of my turgid prick slid all the way into her narrow pussy, into her tight, hot little-girl cunt. Screwing Claire was different than putting it either to my mother or my grandmother; she was so young, so small and slim, and that hairless snatch of hers was avid for man meat.
She bucked against my rod, squirmed back along its length, then slid forward again with a series of little humpings, grinding her thin pelvis against mine, rubbing her flat belly close. I bent my head and nibbled at her budding tits, sucking a hard nipple between my teeth and worrying it with my curling tongue. I got a grip on the doll-like cheeks of her ass and plunged my shaft far up her shuddering pussy.
On my right, my mother's thigh rubbed against mine as she wiggled and hunched upon Lucien's driving pole; on my left, maman's foot nudged my shoulder as my dad pumped his shaft into her voracious cunt. It wasn't quite the same as two or three of us fucking the same woman, but it was close, bringing us together and turning me on, making me ravage the tender lining of my sister's sucking hole.
"C-coming again," she moaned. "Oh Johnny, I'm coming again, and it's wonderful-WONDERFUL!"
I matched her orgasm with my own, flexing my cockhead so that it sprayed a gush of rich semen throughout her tiny vagina, so that it hurled globs of come against her cervix and soaked the walls.
Sagging down upon her trembling body, I was aware of action going on around me, of mother crying out and Lucien grunting as he let go another load into her snatch. I heard dad panting as he fed the prick to my grandmother, and figured that the three of us-dad and Lucien and me-were about through for awhile, at least. Maybe I could have made it again with maman, or returned to my mom's gloriously stimulating pussy, but I thought I'd better save myself. There was a long night ahead for all of us.
When we broke apart one by one, there was no bashfulness, no downcast eyes. Everybody was up and glowing, eager to touch each other, to continue sharing the mutual love we had discovered. Maman played the hostess, going to the kitchen and bringing in a tray with iced glasses. There was whiskey for the others, strong wine for my sister and me. We sat around the bedroom naked, relaxing and sipping our drinks; Lucien lighted another small cigar.
"There are so many things to do," maman said, "so many byways for us to explore, each of them more exciting than the next, I think. Greg, Desiree-this is how it should be, how love must be, to make us all complete. Do you agree?"
"Oh yes, maman," mother said. "I want it to go on forever."
Dad said, "I thank you, Terese, for opening our eyes and minds."
Maman said, "Lucien?"
He waved his cigar. "I bow to your superior wisdom, madam. I can love Desiree even more, now that I know the love of her small daughter, and of her sensual mother."
"Children?"
Claire and I chorused happily.
"Then it is settled," maman smiled, holding up her glass. "To our menage then; may it last forever."
We drank, and I couldn't help wondering what was coming next, what my tricky grandmother had in mind for the rest of the night. The news wasn't long in coming.
"I will be directeur," she announced. "And I decide that since my daughter is the newcomer here, she will have the men to herself this time."
Mom blinked up at her. "All of them?"
"At once," maman said. "Claire and I will watch-at least until we become too aroused; then we will make love between ourselves. They are yours, Desiree. Make the most of them."
Mother was already lying on the bed, propped on one elbow and holding her glass. Her eyes flashed wickedly as she reached to set it upon the bedside table. "All right, lovers-come to me."
Dad moved like a robot, his eyes fixed upon her, waiting for this bitch goddess to instruct him as to his role with her. Mom motioned for him to lie down, then she got up to straddle him. "You first, darling. Just slip your cock into me here-ahh, yes, that's nice. Now, Lucien, if you'll climb up behind me and use your lovely rod where you like most-yes, yes, slide it into my ass, darling."
His knees were bent, both he and mom straddling my dad's supine body, and dad's prick was up her juicy cunt. She dipped her fingers along his greasy shaft and used the lubrication to reach back and oil the head of Lucien's cock, so he could work it up into her asshole.
A meat sandwich; she was being made into a meat sandwich, and my own prick jumped erect at the sight of Lucien slipping his long cock into my mother's twitching ass, at the vivid picture of my dad's shaft locked into her pussy. I saw their balls come together, brown hair mingling with black hair, and they had her pinned between them.
She turned her head my way, her mouth open and her lips so damply red, her tongue flicking over them. "Johnny-come to us; come over here, baby."
Carefully, I climbed onto the bed and hunched down, my feet on each side of my father's chest. Mom sat erect upon his cock, clamping the cheeks of her delectable ass tightly upon the other prick buried in her tube, and reached out to caress my balls, to use her fluttering fingers over my cockhead and guide it toward the waiting hot cave of her hungry mouth.
Putting my hands upon her head to balance myself, I gave her my prick, let her rake her soft, wet tongue over the bulging head and down along the rigid, veined shaft. With a deep sigh, she opened her mouth wide and I shoved it into her face. She had us all then, taking three stiff pricks into her body at one time, rocking gently upon those that were buried in her ass and her pussy, bobbing her mouth tenderly back and forth upon the one she was trying to get down her velvet throat.
Man, it was beautiful. I mean, there she was, giving all of us what we wanted and needed, taking all three of her lovers into herself, loving and being loved in a rhythmic tempo of pure lust.
I don't know who came first, and it doesn't matter. I know that my mother surged up and down, ground her lower body back and forth in a continuous circle of passion, giving and taking while she devoured my moving prick. We all held to her, Lucien with a grip on her ass, dad clinging to the big mounds of her tits, and me hanging onto her pumping head.
When I shot off, it was with a tremendous bomb that blew my come down her throat, that wet the roof of her pulling mouth and drowned her active tongue with semen. I had to get it away from her while she was still swallowing because I was in such a strained position, and didn't want to collapse on top of them. As I fell back, I heard dad groan and knew that he was spitting his juice up into her flexing pussy. I guess Lucien had already unloaded into the tightly fitting tube of her squirming ass, because he simply hung on and buried his face into the wealth of her hair.
It was all too much for me. The strength was gone from my legs and my cock hung down, dripping a little. I stumbled off the bed and almost stepped on maman and Claire, where they were doing a swinging sixty-nine on the floor. I went to piss then, and to sneak some more wine. My head was spinning, and I could picture myself working on mom, stretching her ass so I could get into it, since it was already broken in. I could imagine us all working on the women one at a time, sharing them as they shared each other, and the future was rosy.
Lucien was just hanging up the telephone when I passed through the living room, and I looked a question at him. He smiled widely. "I just called home," he said. "I have a younger sister, too."
We shook hands and walked back into maman's bedroom.