Chapter 2
"Kenny, quick, it's that time again. Let's go."
Randy was out of breath. She had hurried downstairs to get her brother. Their parents were at it again.
When her father was home they often fucked in the middle of the day. The strange thing about it was that they had just been fighting like cats and dogs.
"Look at them, Kenny, look at them go. Wow!"
"They're really horny this time. Mom's real hot."
On of their greatest pleasures was to gather together in the attic and watch their parents fuck from the overhead grating that had once served as a heating duct.
The old mansion that Kenny and Randy lived in with their rich parents was full of such nooks and crannies like this one. They knew every inch of the house.
Kenny's leg pressed closer to his sister's as they watched their parents fucking in the bedroom down below. It was crazy this time, mom was practically on her head.
Her back was on the floor. Her legs was pulled back so that her ankles were up around her head. On her feet were a pair of sexy black high heels.
Her cunt was gaping open and her red-tipped fingers played with the folds of her cunt, especially the clit. Father held his cock in his hand.
He stood by her flanks and helped her to keep her balance in the wild position. He took his hard cock and corkscrewed it into his wife's gaping cunt.
The hole had already been budded open from his previous entries. Randy had not caught them in time and the two siblings had missed the preliminary foreplay.
Their mother's face was beet red. The blood rushed to her head from a combination of her upturned body and rising heat. Her fingers constantly played with her clit.
While her husband reamed his cock in her wet pink hole, she kept her gaze fixed upon his entry and clutched at his cock with the palpitating cunt lips.
The siblings loved to catch their parents fucking. It was the best part of their lives. Though they were rich, the children never seemed to get out much.
And now it was summer vacation. Without having to go to school, they had absolutely no reason to ever leave the mansion, which had everything a child could want.
Each had their own playroom. There was not an invention or toy that their rich father hadn't laid on them to keep them off his back and out of his way.
Brenton Carter had inherited his money. He had borne children so that he could have legal heirs. Everything else about being a father disinterested him.
He had married a truly gorgeous woman. Randy and Kenny's mother had been a showgirl. That's where their father had met her. They heard the story many times.
Mrs. Cater was, right now, very passionate. She loved to fuck in lewd positions. It really turned her on. And Brent never had to be convinced about kinky sex.
At times, Livinia Cater thought her husband was truly a pervert. The things he asked her to perform were unbelievable. like eating his come and the like.
Once, he even asked if he could piss on her. Livinia had, of course, denied him that. It was degrading, she thought. But then one night she was drunk.
That night she had sucked off Brent's cock to it was bursting from its seams. She was very tipsy from drinking too much at the big bash they had attended.
After he had fucked her in every position, including her ass, he came and she was still hot. But there was nothing left for her save his limp dick.
Brent ushered her into the bathroom and took advantage of her weakened condition. He sat her down on the bathtub and then prepared to piss on her pretty face.
Livinia was no raving beauty, but she was pretty in a sexy way. Her face was sort of puggish and gave a man a slutty impression of her, especially with her body.
It was Livinia's body that was her most charming feature. Her breasts were just the right size and were firm and proud on her chest; her waist, supple.
Her ass was a fine specimen of sculptured flesh that molded to her curvy legs and appeared to be raised up just a fraction of its own accord.
Her very long and finely skinned legs were marvelous when viewed from a profile, and her ass-cheek and leg seemed to be one heavenly joined form.
Brent's limp cock wavered in front of her face for a long moment and then the piss flew out of the tip. It fell onto her forehead and down her cheeks as she closed her eyes. She felt the piss run off her chin and onto her breasts. It was hot and not at all an evil-smelling elixir, it streamed onto her tits and she opened her legs.
The yellow trails continued down her belly and ran onto her hot cunt. She moaned in pleasure and then opened her mouth and her husband pissed in it.
She dare not take a gulp, though she dearly wanted to, for fear of retching, but she let her mouth well-up with urine and then roll out of her lips.
He took his cock and aimed his stream of piss at her gaping cunt. Her moans increased with intensity as his steady flow bounced directly on her throbbing clit.
She leaned back on her haunches inside the bathtub and spread her legs wide. His piss fell on her gaping pink hole and she strummed her clit hard.
She watched with her eyes bulging out her sockets as her husband pissed on her lap, cunt and thighs, and then aimed his stream at her trembling tits.
Four other sets of bulging eyes watched as their mother was pissed on by their father. There was another grating in the attic, right above the bathroom.
Kenny became so inflamed from the sight of his mother liking the fact that she was being pissed on that he left to go to his room to immediately jerk off.
Randy, however, was too mesmerized by the debacle to leave her place. She had watched her brother leave and then raised up her nightgown to strum her clit.
She watched her mother take her father's piss-stained pecker into her mouth and lovingly suck on it. Her whole voluptuous body glistened with piss.
Kenny couldn't decide which event he liked better, his father pissing on his mother, or the one he was watching right now. It was sure getting him hot.
Randy was hot too. He could tell by the way she was breathing. He wanted to touch her but couldn't. His father told him it was forbidden that time he had caught them.
But Kenny didn't want to think about that now. He wanted to watch the way his father's cock corkscrewed its way into his mother's fully exposed gash.
The black hairs of mother's cunt were wet with the juices that had sprayed out of her cunt from his father's cock plunging in and out of it.
Sometimes his father withdrew his cock from mother's pink hole just to watch how it was stretched out. He let it close a little before sticking his cock back in. And he would always turn his cock with his hand as he moved it back into her. Mom watched as his cock disappeared from view and went all the way inside her.
Then she let out a little hot squeak, and then Mr. Carter jumped up and down slamming his cock into her gripping hole. Both their faces were very red.
Randy particularly liked the way her mother played with her clit the whole time that her father pushed his cock in and out of her cunt. It was very swollen.
Her mother's brightly painted, red glossy fingernails scratched the bloated nub, and her fingers parted the cunt lips and twiddled with them.
Mr. Carter pulled his cock out and pushed his wife's legs further in the direction of her head. The children could see very clearly their mother's brown ass-hole.
They had seen their father fuck their mother in the ass many times before but never in this lewd position. They could see everything this way-both holes.
Mr. Carter took his finger and slashed it deep into his wife's cunt. He wriggled it around a bit, causing her to squeal, to make sure it was good and wet.
He pulled it out of her roost and lifted it to his nose and took a good sniff. With the tip of it dripping with his wife's dew, he shoved his finger in her ass.
The children saw their mother's flesh quiver from the force of impact. When her trembling stopped, her impaled loins began to tremble of their own will.
Their father's finger probed from side to side in her ass, budding it open to eventually accept his blood gorged stanchion. Livinia's ass spasmed.
Kenny had to shift his position. His hard cock throbbed in his pants and was mashed inside his underwear. His eyes were glued to his father's probing finger.
The finger pulled out of her. It was brown. Mr. Carter reached it to his wife who stuck it in her mouth and licked his finger clean as whistle.
The children watched as their father took hold of his cock and directed it toward their mother's budded-open ass-hole. Her cunt was a fiery red color.
The cock head poked into the ring of muscle and then became lost in the membranes. Brent let up on his thrust to savor his wife's palpitations on his cock head.
It felt like the folds of her tract were snapping on his throbbing head. Ripples of delight pulsed through his hard cock making him spasm delightfully.
Grabbing his wife's ass in both hands, he moved his cock head deep inside her loins. Mrs. Carter's curved flanks began to convulse uncontrollably.
She felt impaled on her husband's cock. She watched him brace his feet to gain some leverage for his final plunge. Then it happened. He split her!
His cock was lodged bone-deep in her bowels. Her spine felt like it had been replaced by his hot cock. In this position, he had been pierced into her especially deep.
The entire length of his ample cock throbbed inside her. Her ass-hole seemed to grip and form around it and perfectly sheathe it like a fleshly vessel.
Her bowels felt like they were boiling in oil. To ease her pain, Mrs. Carter began to vigorously strum her clit, that was swollen and dangled out of her cunt lips.
Randy swore that her mother's hard scratching fingernails had caused her to cut herself. Her gash was so red it looked like it was streaming with blood.
But it was not blood that was dousing Livinia Carter's gaping cunt, but the sweet juices of her own hot love dew, inspired by her husband's cock in her ass.
Her pain began to die down as she furiously pulled at the lips of her cunt and darted two and three fingers in and out of her hot pink hole.
She kept fiercely fingering her clit until the nub was bloated and raw. Her cunt looked as if it were on fire, to match the flames in her hot loins.
Her husband began to move his cock in and out of her flaming ass. The children had a clear view of the penetration, and marveled at their mother's suppleness.
Randy did not know how her mother could stand that thing up her ass. It must hurt terribly. But the way her mother panted did not sound like pain.
Kenny watched in rapt attention as his father long dicked his mother's ass. With each stroke he brought the cock head totally out of the brown hole.
Every time that happened his mother's ass-hole stretched to an unbelievably large width. The hole looked bigger than the one in her cunt. His father corkscrewed in.
like Kenny, Brent Carter gazed fixedly at his wife's tender hole opening and closing as he drew his cock in and out of her. The rim was sucking in his cock head.
With the tip of his prick lodged, he summoned up all his strength and wickedly drove his pole especially deep inside his wife's ass. Livinia's eyes rolled.
"Oh Brent, that was wonderful. Do it again."
Had Randy really heard those words? Kenny had no trouble in understanding his mother's plea. She could see how she must really loved to get fucked that way.
Randy's eyes focused on her mother's cunt, while Kenny's beady irises latched onto the spectacle of his mother's deeply penetrated ass, savoring every plunge.
Their father began the new rhythm that their mother had requested. To Kenny, Brent Carter was just being a good husband; to Randy, her father was a brute.
His fierce rhythm brought his cock totally out of her confines before plunging back inside of her with the full force' of his weight-ahhhhhhhhhh ...
Mrs. Carter's eyes stuck up in her head. Her blue eyes were completely hidden from view. Nothing showed through her half-closed lids save the whites of her eyes.
Her husband pinched her clit. She let out a squeak like a stuck pig. She was powerless to move a muscle in her upturned position, and her husband took advantage.
Livinia Carter knew better than anyone that her husband was a rogue and a cad. He had an insatiable appetite for sex, and had scores of women on the side.
But right now, with her cunt in full flower and her loins seething with passion, the only thing on her mind was her own lust, and the cock that pumped in and out of her.
That was the most important thing. Not who it was, as long as it was a cock. She had given up years ago on the notion of romantic love, and settled for her fate.
Being the wife of a rich man had a lot of advantages, even if it meant submitting to a wicked ass-fucking every now and again, not to mention piss drinking.
A common tart like herself had no right to complain about anything. She knew that her husband had married her because he had a weakness for whores.
But what the fuck, there was worse fates than this one. It was better than pimping herself off, and having some cruel buck for a boss. That had almost happened.
When she had been a showgirl she often turned a trick or two that had earned her quick cash. There was even a porno film mixed in there someplace.
She had even told Brent about it-oh God, how he was fucking her now-and, of course, he fell in love with the idea. He was more passionate than ever with her.
Nothing seemed to bother him when it came to using her body. He had pawned her off on all his jet set friends a number of times at affairs for swinging couples.
There was no end to her humiliation. Eventually she had become used to it. It was a trade off. The life of a rich woman in exchange for her hot body, and talents.
His friends were as kinky as him, even kinkier. They were into bondage and all that sort of crap. Eventually, Livinia became used to that too.
She looked down past the spectacle of her gaping cunt, whose lips twitched spasmodically between thrusts, and watched her husband's cock ream her ass-hole good and proper.
As he pulled his cock back and forth, the rim of her ass-hole thinly gripped his staff like a piece of pink elastic. Her entire flanks were beet red.
Her ass-hole was red with friction and her cunt was a crimson shade. Her flanks and inner thighs glowed from the force of his slaps as he plowed into her.
The cock relentlessly bore in and out of her splitting her in two. She saw her husband draw out the cock head and her gaping ass-hole contort back to shape.
He played with her hole by teasing it with the cock head. He poked it back and forth and felt her palpitating hole grip and snap on its surface.
Livinia became inflamed from the lewd sight of her own budding membrane. A spasm welled up within her and then her body rocked in a continuous rhythm.
One after the other the spasms rolled through her like waves, and she succumbed to a monstrous orgasm. At that moment, he plunged his cock all the way in.
The expression froze on her face. The children watched as their mother's emblazoned loins shuddered in rocking spasms from the force of their father's brutal entry.
Randy could take no more of the obscene posture. Kenny felt her leg stop pressing against his and then saw her get up. Her face was flushed a deep red.
He knew where she was going. She was going to her room to jerk off. That was exactly what Kenny was going to do the instant after he saw his dad drop his load.
That was always the best part. Kenny liked to see his father put his charging cock inside his mother's mouth and pump huge gobs of baby batter into it.
He particularly liked how his father called his mother names while she ate his come. He called her a dirty cocksucker, a scum eater, and everything.
And for some reason, his mother liked that. Randy never stayed for that part. She said that it made her nauseous. She couldn't understand why her mother liked it.
Kenny told her that she didn't like it because she was too young to understand about sex. He was year older than her. Later on she would understand.
When she was fourteen like him, she would know how pleasurable it was to eat come. Kenny had tasted it once himself, his own, just out of curiosity.
He tasted just a drop of it, on the tip of his tongue. First it tasted sweet and then it tasted bitter. But on the whole, it wasn't bad at all.
Kenny liked to jerk off thinking of his mother. And now it would be even better to jerk off while watching them.
But that meant he couldn't watch them with his sister. And if she wasn't there with him then he had no one to rub his leg up against while he watched.
Down below he could see that his father's breaths were getting heavier and heavier. His mother was squealing for him to fuck her, fuck her hard, HARDER!
When his father pulled out his cock, Kenny latched onto his own inside his pants. The best part was about to come. He loved to watch his mother eat come.
There was a little bit of shit on Dad's cock from having fucked his mother really deep up his ass. But his father did not bring his cock to her mouth.
Instead, he left his throbbing cock head lying on top of his mother's stretched open ass-hole and held her legs apart. In another instant he was coming.
Sperm flew out the tip of his cock in heavy gobs. The first place the steamy goo splashed upon was his mother's torrid ass-hole. It became drenched with come.
Brent Carter aimed his emptying cock right on his wife's brown hole and released his load. Come dripped off that hole and onto her gaping pussy.
Spurt after spurt rushed out of his cock, landing first on her ass-hole and then streaming in thick gobs all over her gaping pink hole and twitching lips.
When the come pooled up on her folds it dripped onto her clit. He was still coming when he saw the first glistening gob of scum dangling off her throbbing clit.
Below that throbbing clit, his wife waited with her mouth stretched open and her tongue strained out to catch that thick ball of come when it finally rolled of her clit.
Kenny watched in fascination as his mother's mouth prepared for the glistening trickles of come that drenched her dark hole and angry red gash.
The gob fell off her clit and right into her mouth which she immediately snapped closed to swallow down. Then just as quickly, her mouth re-opened.
Now that the first drop had fallen it dragged more streams of come with it. He watched as his father's cock kept pumping its load indirectly into her mouth.
Each blast of his sperm drenched her ass-hole and cunt and then spilled off into her mouth. Soon, his mother's mouth was brimming with sperm and she ate it all.
That was truly the best part. He really enjoyed his mother eating his daddy's scum. It was such a hot sight his cock felt like it was busting through his pants.
Kenny scrambled to his feet noiselessly. Now that the best part of the show was over it was time for him to jerk off in his room. On the way, he passed Randy's.
He peeked in through the .key hole and saw her laying spread-eagled on the bed. He had a clear view of her gaping gash. He felt his cock though his pants.
He would dearly love to jerk off right here in the hallway watching his sister masturbate. She was real good at it. Her finger went all the way up her cunt.
But he dare not risk being caught by his father, or mother for that matter, jerking off in the hallway. He quickly went to his room and pulled off his pants.
There was one thing about his cock that he didn't like. It was too big. His cock was bigger than his father's. Kenny was sure that there was something wrong with him.
But at this moment he was not concerned with the abnormal size of his pecker. He snapped his meat fiercely in his hand, pulling the foreskin from tip to base.
He thought of his sister's cunt that he had just seen, and the load that his father had dumped all over his mother. Kenny dreamt of jerking off on his mother's face.
With that thought in mind, his spasms reached full intensity and the-boy came.
Oodles of sperm dripped out of his manly cock imagining his mother's mouth the recipient.
When he had wrung out the last drop, he relaxed onto his bed and felt his cock go limp. Now the inordinate size of his member started to worry him.
He lay there pondering his fate. It would be impossible to find a girl that would want his cock. It was just too damn big. It would kill her.
Thinking thoughts of self-pity almost put him to sleep. Then Kenny heard his father's voice calling for him and his sister to come downstairs.
When he got downstairs he saw that his sister's face was still red. He knew why. In fact, the face of every member of the family seemed to radiantly glowing.
"Now children, listen up, your father has something to tell you."
"Yes, daddy, we're listening. What is it."
"The new maid is coming today. I want you all to meet her."
A second later the bell rang.