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So? What now?" Mandy asked as she made a slow pirouette standing next to me, her finger placed delicately on her chin as she turned, showing off her magnificently sculpted body clad in white lace, garters and sheer stockings. Collette was similarly dressed, though all in black, her long hair hanging full about her shoulders, adding to the sultriness of the sexy look she posed. And then there was mom.

There's something to be said about a woman in red, at least for me anyway. And it was a subtle red, sheer rather than bold as I stood there watching her reach the bottom of the stairs. Her full breasts though partially revealed were encased in the sheerest of fabric, the sheen of almost non-existent material encompassing her breasts highlighting them in a way that was extremely erotic. The silk garters holding up her identical stockings shimmered as though on fire as the light from the fireplace tended to flicker as though part of the act as mom joined my sisters standing next to me.

"This about what you had in mind?" mom asked not only looking sexy, but sounding it too. Dad had been right, it was obvious by the way they were all acting that they felt seductive, sensual, and more importantly aroused.

While waiting for the girls to come back down stairs, dad and I had both slipped back into our bathrobes and nothing else. As though on cue, dad opened his revealing his hard meaty cock as it stuck out fully, rigidly hard and once again swollen almost beyond reason. Mom's smile spoke volumes as she looked over towards him seeing it, almost daintily reaching out with her fingertip and drawing an imaginary line up the thick veiny shaft causing him to shudder with excitement.

Mine too was rock hard, peeking out of the opening of my robe on its own accord, though I didn't fully expose myself as dad had.

"So Brian, what do you have in mind for the first shot?" Collette asked sounding more seductive than I'd ever heard her sound like before.

It was time to get down to business.

Remembering dad's strength and how he had so easily lifted up my sister, impaling her on his shaft as he'd stood next to us at the kitchen table, me fucking mom at the time, I'd been given an idea because of that.

"Mom? If you'd come over here and stand in the doorway of the hall?" I asked walking over where I'd already set my camera up on the tripod. She did so waiting for more instructions. "Dad? If you wouldn't mind coming over here as well and standing behind her? And please...go ahead and remove your robe," I told him. He did so and then likewise waited as I ran through the image in my head trying to envision it. "OK, now...pick mom up, using the wall to support herself against, facing away from you as you do."

Dad did so easily, mom reaching up as though trying to touch the ceiling, her feet completely off the floor reaching back slightly as dad skewered her from behind.

"Perfect, just like that...now go ahead dad...fuck her. I'll work around the two of you." I told them both.

He began doing so, and as they did I saw the look of surprise and delight in both of their faces, capturing it on film as well, though subtly so, only a hint of an eye or a smile showing through in the darkness, though the lines of their bodies entwined came through sharply within the image.

Mandy's soft intake of breath punctuated the sensuality of the moment as mom groaned passionately, dad's cock sliding in and out of her slowly, yet continually as he held her against the wall.

"Ok, let's try a slightly different position only with Mandy this time," I instructed them. They were almost reluctant to stop, the smile on dad's face clearly evident that he'd been enjoying this, though so had mom. "You need a moment to regain your strength?" I asked dad.

"Are you kidding?" He said easily picking Mandy up, holding her in the air with his arms. She squealed in delight as he lifted her waiting on me.

"In that case," I grinned back. "This time, hold her up with her back against the wall, her legs wrapped around your torso, but try and keep enough distance so that Mandy can also arch her back some while you're holding her like that."

Once again dad was easily able to hold her up like that already sliding into her, fucking her ever so slowly even before I had resituated the camera for the angle I wanted. As I did that, slowly making adjustments, Collette came over, her hand opening the sash on my robe, freeing my cock which she playfully stroked as I stood there.

"You're not going to make this easy on me are you?" I said jokingly.

"No...I'm not," she almost purred, her hand slithering up and down the length of my shaft like a snake as I pressed the shutter taking several pictures at once in rapid succession.

"Ok, now...try and step back a little more, not so much that you actually fall out of her, but just enough that I can focus on the space between you."

I had brought in a small stepladder earlier, which I now climbed until I had reached a point where I could focus the shot from up above looking down between them. This time, mom came over and became my distraction, stepping up on the opposite side of the ladder, just high enough that she could reach me with her mouth, which she now did. Even as I once again clicked off several provocative photos, her mouth wrapped about my shaft gently sucking it. Almost reluctantly I pulled away climbing back down forcing her to release me.

"This is almost like work," I half laughed feeling the sweat on my forehead. "Especially with the two of you doing that," I added.

"You know what they say, all work and no play," mom teased suddenly reaching over to almost casually toy with the tip of Collette's nipple which was pressing against the sheer fabric of her lacy black bra.

"Hold that!" I said suddenly seizing my camera, forgetting all about dad and Mandy for the moment, though neither one of them seemed to mind, Mandy moaning and groaning now pleasurably as dad continued to hold her there against the wall, fucking her.

I seconds I had Collette leaning over the back of a standard chair capturing images of the two of them as mom quite naturally moved around and about her, touching her, toying with her teasing her. When she knelt behind her, her tongue and lips coming out to kiss my sister's ass, I caught what I honestly believe to be one of the most erotic sensual poses I'd ever done. Even Mandy and dad had come over, standing nearby watching as the two of them danced around one another in what became a ballet of almost epic proportions.

"Come, join us," mom beckoned towards my other sister, which she now did, the three of them simply indulging themselves as they almost seamlessly came together, my camera clicking off images faster than anyone thought possible. I didn't want to miss a single moment of any of this.

"Whew, that was fucking hot!" Dad said as we finally took a break. He stood, fisting his cock, a glistening droplet of moisture suddenly appearing on the head as he stood about to wipe it off.

"No! Don't!" I actually yelled out surprising him along with everyone else. "Freeze!" I all but demanded, and then zoomed in, focusing on just the head of his dick and that almost clear droplet of fluid that now bubbled out of his head, slowly dripping and then sliding off to one side. I caught eight pictures of it in rapid succession as it did.

Things progressed quickly after that. As the intensity of our individual passions escalated, the images I captured became more and more erotic, in some cases hardcore, yet sensual as I switched to black and white film. Close ups of nothing more than twin tongues coming out of the darkness, faces hidden in shadows, though tongues clearly revealed as they each chased additional droplets of dad's arousal which ran down the length of his enormously thick shaft. I got pictures of my sister's firm breasts pressing against one another, nipple to nipple, dad's cock kissing each, another droplet of moisture shown as being deposited upon hard sensual tip of each one. Mom's tongue, actually lifting one long streamer of dad's slick cum drool which hung suspended from the tip of her tongue, connected to the tip of dad's dick. The light of the fire actually highlighting it when I did, giving it the appearance of a shimmering string of light as though electrical rather than liquid.

"Let me try taking a few," Collette said after we'd been at this now for well over an hour. She had taken an interest in my work when I'd first started doing this as a hobby, seeing the potential in me that I had. She'd been the one to encourage me to continue, even when mom and dad initially balked at the expensive equipment I slowly began to purchase and collect, not seeing it as a trivial experiment, but one that truly brought me a great deal of satisfaction and delight. I had shown her how to use the camera's, taught her how dramatic lighting effects could be on an image, and had even once conned her into baring her shoulders for me, as well as a portion of her breast though she'd never revealed her nipple as I took pictures of her like that.

I had admittedly retired to my bedroom afterwards and masturbated like crazy, thinking about just that, a simple soft curvature on the side of her breast. That image had lasted with me for days, and I'd even framed the photo of it, enlarging it, though never daring to hang it in my room of course. Though I did take it out on more than one occasion, more for admiring the soft lines and delicate sculpturing I had actually caught on film after that as I obviously matured.

Though the pictures Collette took became more and more X-rated, it had served its purpose as things heated up, images of me licking my sister's split, and then mom's.

Mom...holding my dick against dads, an interesting comparison as she licked and tickled them both simultaneously. It went on and on forever until we were finally all at fever pitch, the camera finally forgotten.

I now lay on the bed half kneeling between Collette's legs as they reached up draping over my shoulders. The head of my prick sliding back and forth between the slick folds of her juicy split, not quite entering, though teasing. Her hard little clit protruding wantonly, as she reached down further spreading herself, my hand purposely holding my prick, circling it as I rubbed it back and forth against that sweet little nodule.

To the side of us, Mandy on her back, her hands kneading her own now unencumbered breasts, mom between her legs, fingers probing, tongue and mouth sucking, kissing, licking as dad knelt behind her, his prick firmly and deeply embedded inside mother's cunt.

"Fuck me Brian, please...fuck me!" Collette soon cried out passionately no longer accepting the tease of my cock to her cunt as I continued running it up and down the furrow of her garden.

Now angling myself, I thrust, driving my steel hard cock into her depths, impaling her fully. Her gasp of surprised acceptance forcing the air out of her lungs as she expelled it, her ass lifting up off the bed as she strove to take me even more deeply than I already was.

I felt my balls softly slap against my sister's ass, felt them do so again as I slowly withdrew, before plunging into her once again far more forcefully, once again easing out. Collette reached up, her hands and then fingernails digging into my back as I fucked into her again, a bit harder a bit more forcefully this time, her breath coming in quick hard pants as our pace quickened until becoming a blur. The rake of her nails leaving marks, which I knew, I would feel in the morning, uncaring at the moment as I speared her deeply, over and over again.

Beside us, the unmistakable sounds of dominos falling once more, Mandy's high pitched squeal of delight as she climaxed, mom's almost simultaneous mewl of ecstasy as dad likewise plunged into her depths driving her forward until she collapsed, dead weight on my sister. His own deep voiced cry of delight as he came, no doubt the molten volcanic eruption once more of his prick as it filled her to overflowing.

When Collette came, it wasn't the faucetted squirt of release I was anticipating this time, rather a frothy, slick squishy one that bathed my prick, clinging to it like whipping cream as I added my own to it, squirting copious amounts of my own liquid pleasure, which now mingled with hers. I felt it as it sprayed out around the opening of her sex, the splatters of our still somewhat furious fucking forcing it to do so, once again bathing my balls, running down each of our legs, thoroughly soaking the sheets as we slowed to an after-glowed coupling, swimming in a pool of rapturous delight.

**

It was now very late. Spent and exhausted as we all were, laying there for what had felt like an eternity, almost dreamlike, I eventually felt mom, and then dad roll out of bed. As she softly padded across the floor towards the stairs, dad once again stoked the slowly dying fire, and then joined her. I sat up slightly, seeing the two of them hand in hand as they quietly and carefully went upstairs to their bedroom. I smiled resting my head back down on the bed, the softness of Mandy's breast now my pillow as I snuggled against it, hearing her pleasured sigh of acceptance when I did. I didn't open my eyes again until it was near morning, the sunlight just barely peeking in through the window, though it wasn't even that, which had woken me...but the sensation of my sister's lips and tongues once again fencing with my prick.

I lay there half pretending sleep, though smiling, moaning pleasurably as my sister's licked and stroked me full awake. I then felt the gentle sting on my back, a reminder from the night before, the frantic moans and cry of my sister as she climaxed, the sounds of my other sister doing the same as mom devoured her pussy sending her towards heights of passion and ecstasy matching our own.

"About fucking time you woke up," Collette teased unable to pretend sleep any longer. "My mouth was starting to get sore," she added, though immediately engulfing the head of my prick, once again sucking it, giving lie to the exaggeration.

Mandy's tongue still paying homage to my shaft, her mouth now gently drawing in my ball-sack as she mouthed it, forcing me to groan delightedly once again. I felt the tingle of release already making an appearance, though they each now strove for it, wanting me to do so. I didn't long disappoint them either, tensing up and then crying out as the first squirt shot through my prick. Mandy now hurriedly joining her sister, their hands simultaneously pumping my prick, jacking it, forcing out another, and another glorious hard-felt spurt as they fought over it. I lay there watching them, passing my prick back and forth like a shared ice cream. When I could finally open my eyes again looking at them, they were smiling at me, the streaks and tracers of my cum criss-crossing their faces, clinging to their cheeks, their chins, with Collette even appearing to be wearing a pasted on cum-stash. I couldn't help but laugh as she sat there waiting for me to see it before licking it off her upper lip, and then turning towards her sister, kissing her, sharing the essence of my soul with her when she did.

"All right you guys," mom's voice came from inside the kitchen. "If you're through in there, I could really use some help in here," she said calling out. I couldn't help but laugh. So much had changed, possibly forever. The thought of the three of us actually doing this, with mom obviously very much aware that we had been, patiently waiting until we had finished, only then calling out, letting us know that she had been, was something that would take some getting used to.

"Coming mother!" Mandy called out seconds later, though Collette added her own comment to that in a bit softer tone.

"I wish," she giggled as the two of them bounded out of bed, hurriedly dressing into what had become for the two of them hardly anything at all as they raced into the kitchen where mom stood waiting for them.

Almost lazily I rolled out of bed, already prodding the fire back to life, adding a few pieces of wood to it until it was burning brightly and hotly again. The moment I had finished, the sudden sound of electricity filling the house, appliances suddenly coming awake that had been asleep alerted us all that the power was back on.

"About damn time!" Dad said half stumbling down the stairs a few moment's later.

The worst of it was over, though as we all peered out the windows together, we were in total agreement that there was more snow on the ground than any of us could remember ever seeing before. We were still doing so when the phone rang, making us jump with the now unexpected, almost unfamiliar ring of it when it did. Mom sprang from where she was standing, snatching it up and answered.

They never had given up their landline using and preferring that over a cell phone. Mom didn't even own one, and dad used his rarely, only then when he was out and about or away, just so that mom had a way of reaching him when he was needed. Otherwise, he kept it turned off, hating to use it. Perhaps now after this, they'd reconsider the necessity of keeping one on, available and handy. It became quickly evident that it was my Aunt Jackie on the line as she worriedly chastised my parents for being out of contact with her.

In moments though, mom had smoothed over whatever fears she might have had, assuring her that we were indeed all fine, especially now that the power had seemingly been restored once again.

"Are you sure you still want to do that?" Mom asked speaking at her sister, then listening. "I'm not sure the roads will even be passable yet," she added concernedly. Though now nodding her head as though my Aunt Jackie could see it. "Very well then, we'll see you around six, just be careful on the drive over...and don't forget to call us if you run into trouble. Yes...yes, I know, I know...we should have too, and yes sis...we'll keep Harold's cell phone on in case you need to reach us."

With that, she hung up the phone turning towards us.

"Well, they're still planning on making the drive over here," she told us unnecessarily. "She told us to expect them around six...so, that means we have a little work to do around her and straighten the place up. But..." She likewise grinned. "We also still have two more fantasies to fulfill between now and then too," she added. "So...when should we plan on doing that?"

I was indeed curious as to my father's response, as he'd deferred having his drawn until today, wondering now if he'd explain his reasoning to everyone. Though he didn't. Instead, he began slipping into his heavy coat.

"I'm going to plow the drive again, see how the roads and highway is," he informed us. "Brian? Go out and turn off the generator, I'm sure it's also nearly running on empty as well, so fill it up again too in the event we still need it later," he told me. "Hopefully, the heavy plows will be heading out this way soon, and clear the highway enough so that your Aunt and Uncle won't have any problems in getting here, even with them driving that Hummer of theirs," he'd added.

Dad had always thought that to be a frivolous expense on Frank's part, though he'd insisted on getting it anyway. And not that dad couldn't afford to get one himself even if he'd wanted one, but he'd not even purchased a newer model truck either, preferring to drive the ten year old truck that he had. Even the one with the plow on it was five years older than that. But as good as he was in keeping them maintained, it was highly unlikely he'd ever buy a new one again.

"Breakfast should be ready in about thirty minutes," mom informed him just before he went out the door. "And then after that, maybe we should see about drawing another...shall we?" she asked. Dad winked, nodded his head and then stepped outside.

When I came back upstairs from having dressed into warmer clothing and prepared to slip into my own heavy coat before heading outside, I glanced over at Collette as she stood at the kitchen table getting it set up for breakfast. Once again wearing my "borrowed" football jersey and very little else, she stood whistling, glancing up over towards me, and then smiling mischievously. I couldn't help wondering what her fantasy was, something she was obviously aware of she'd be seeing and doing soon.

Knowing my sister the way that I did, I figured it could be just about anything. Which we were all soon about to find out.

** t was almost eerie. After dad had returned from plowing the road once again, we'd all sat down around the table preparing to eat breakfast. The eerie part was, that no one was really talking. Before, there had been light-hearted banter, laughter, several conversations taking place at once. Now, there was virtually nothing.

I had caught several knowing looks between the girls and mom. They were fleeting, quick yet somehow communicative. It became clear to me, the three of them were sharing something I was not aware of. Twice I had locked eyes with Mandy, she had smiled, even blushing a little before turning her attention elsewhere...and still without a single word edgewise. Even dad became aware of it, looking up at me as he folded over part of his fried egg onto a piece of toast before biting into it, shrugging his shoulders just enough that I caught the action. I realized then the girls had had a chat while he and I had been gone. It was the only thing that made any sense, though what didn't was why the suddenly subdued atmosphere permeating the room. I began to wonder if someone had raised an uncomfortable issue or concern, and that perhaps it had lead to some sort of discussion, causing them to rethink what had actually been happening here now for the past two days.

As much as I wanted to ask, and continued to wonder what it was that was going on, I didn't...following dad's lead as he quietly continued on eating his breakfast. Patience became the better part of valor as I held my tongue. Whatever it was, for whatever reason, I had no doubt that in time, I would find out what had been said and why.

With the power restored, the girls quite excitedly loaded the dishwasher instead of having to do them by hand. I honestly think that mom still preferred doing them that way as opposed to using the washer, and in fact still did the pans they had used washing them in the sink. The kitchen was quickly cleaned and straightened up, Collette's devious, mischievous smile once again returning, along with the low-toned whistle as she began singing a tune to herself as she finished wiping off the table.

"Well, shall we?" Mom asked reaching over and grabbing the Tupperware bowl off the kitchen counter. I saw Mandy's face once again color with anticipatory excitement, though once again, as we briefly locked eyes, she hurriedly turned hers away.

"What the fuck IS going on?" I asked myself.

As dad now led the almost silent little parade back into the living room, I now followed from behind bringing up the rear. He quickly stoked the fire in preparation of removing our clothing, which I now noticed the girls began doing without even being asked to, and without anything having been said to instigate it. Again, it was as though they were going through the motions in some preplanned agreement between them. Seeing that they were, dad too followed suit, and then so did I.

Another minor oddity. At some point along the way, the couch bed had once again been made and put up. All three women now sat on it together side by side, with me taking dad's chair as he merely stood next to the fireplace, waiting.

"Harold? Why don't you do the honors on this one?" Mom suggested finally standing up holding the bowl. I swear that both Mandy and Collette where holding their breaths as dad reached in, grabbing one of the two remaining slips quickly and without fanfare and then handed it back to mom to read, which once again surprised me.

Whatever dad's was, it was evident that he was leaving things up to fate as he drew. Though his reasoning for waiting until today still escaped me. Mom replaced the bowl on the table next to her, and then opened the note reading it to herself. Once again, a minor infraction of what we'd been doing previously. I noticed as she did, her expression didn't change one way or the other, though she spoke.

"This one is Collette's," she said simply, and then handed the note to her! "Collette? Since it is yours, why don't you be the one to read it?" she told her.

At this point I wanted to jump up and scream at them and tell them to get on with it. Why they were dragging this out the way they were was becoming infuriating, though dad stood calmly by even tossing me a look which told me that I should be doing the same.

As mom sat back down on the couch, Collette stood with Mandy now looking at me directly as she sat on the other side of Collette...grinning from ear to ear. She looked like she was about to burst from holding in whatever it was.

Collette cleared her throat. I almost picked up the couch cushion I was leaning against throwing it at her.

"My fantasy is something I have long wanted to see, and in talking to Mandy, discovered it's also something she was interested in too. And most recently, after speaking to mom, found out it is also something she has given some thought to as well."

It was obvious that Collette was adlibbing here. None of what she was saying was written down in the note, though she continued to look at it like it was, avoiding eye contact we me as she finally continued. I sat there with a sinking feeling, the hairs on the back of my neck suddenly standing up, I wasn't sure yet...but. I began to realize where this was all finally going, and why the weird, almost awkward silence and strange mannerisms which had been going on for the better part of the morning had taken place.

But it was even more obvious both to me, as well as dad, they had in fact discussed this previously, which we were only now realizing.

"So...what I want to see, and enjoy, as does mom and Mandy, is to see Brian...and dad," Collette swallowed pausing, "pleasuring one another." Now she looked up, catching the look on my face. I wish I could have seen it myself. I'm sure it was one of shock and surprise having heard what I just had. I even somehow managed to glance over towards my father, his expression was stoic, giving off no indication one way or the other that he was as surprised as I was at having just heard this.

"What?" I actually found myself saying, adding a "But..." to that, which mom in her infinite wisdom quickly cut off.

"No buts! We all agreed," she began staring at me directly. I noticed she didn't even look towards dad. "As you recall, I was a little nervous and intimidated last night about being photographed, but as YOU so clearly indicated, and reminded me...we did agree to fulfill one another's fantasies and desires, without question. So Brian, this is obviously your sisters."

"And mine!" Mandy suddenly said jumping in, which raised the corners of mom's mouth into a smile as she nodded her head in agreement with that.

"And mine too!" She now added.

Even so, I still said "But" again, receiving three pointed looks in my direction. I then turned towards my father seeking some manly support. What I saw surprised me. The first thing I noticed upon looking his way, was the slowly growing erection between his legs. Dad was aroused!

I looked up into his face, grateful as he began to speak, still anticipating some objection of his own.

"I had the same look and expression on my face that you do now the first time," he said smiling understandably towards me.

"The first time?" I actually asked.

"Maybe it might help if I tell you my story," he continued. I wasn't sure it would help much even upon hearing it, but at least it would buy me a little time to think about this further, and either come to grips with it myself, or plain and simply decline, and damn the consequences for having done so. But I did settle back in my seat, prepared to listen.

"As you may or may not be aware of by now, your mother and I have in fact enjoyed the mutual pleasures of your Aunt and Uncle. After your mom, Collette, and Aunt Jackie had had their little romp together, and after Uncle Frank and I had actually discussed it as well, we'd gone over one evening for dinner, and as both Frank and I actually hoped...a bit more afterwards. The thought of seeing mom, and her sister licking one another's cunts, was something I had long wished to see her do, as I had now learned was also Frank's wish. The two of us at first even a bit awkward at seeing one another aroused, though admittedly we were, in anticipation of that. Just as I'm sure you were upon first seeing me. But as you now know, and I think feel...you got over that, just as I did, as Frank did. Seeing me aroused now, standing here with a hard cock doesn't bother you the way it did in the beginning does it?" He asked. Admittedly, it didn't. I actually had gotten over that rather quickly, and hadn't really thought anything more about it, until now. I likewise had to admit to myself I had found it fascinating, watching him cum the way he had earlier, and so held my thoughts in check with regards to that, simply nodding my head.

I once again glanced over at the girls still sitting silently on the couch together, but at least they weren't staring at me now, once again pleasantly smiling.

"They immediately made it known to us both that they were more than willing to experiment and play, with each of us," dad went on. "So I immediately knew your mom had basically told me it would be ok to fuck your Aunt Jackie, and Frank in turn fucking your mother, but...as much as Frank and I were both excited to hear that, it wasn't quite what we were expecting or hoping for either."

Dad now picked up the story, speaking the dialogue that had occurred almost precisely the way it had been spoken, after that between the four of them that night.

"I was, actually we were, sort of hoping that maybe, the two of you might..."

"What?" Mom giggled. "That Jackie and I might lick one another cunts for you two while you watch?"

"Well yeah..." Dad grinned excitedly, hopefully, as was Frank.

"Would love to, and we will...provided you two are willing to do the same for us," mom stated getting agreement from Aunt Jackie simultaneously.

Both Frank and dad grinned enthusiastically, excitedly. "No problem, I love eating pussy...you know that!" Dad had said. "And I look forward to eating out your sister's too!"

"That's not what we meant," Jackie then told them both. "Though I'm also looking forward to that too," she then added. "What Marge meant was...we expect to see the two of you do the same thing as well, if we do."

"But..."

Dad's "But" had brought the story full circle back to me.

"So you...and Uncle Frank?" I asked in shocked disbelief.

"Yep!" mom finally spoke answering my question, grinning now. "They did...and it was fucking hot as hell too," she now added. "Just as it was for them to watch us first. And they didn't just jump into it when they finally did either," she now told me. "They sort of eased into it."

"How? What do you mean?" I actually asked, trying very hard to picture this as difficult as it was for me to do this.

"Well, at first, they just had us sit down on the couch next to one another, and then told us to reach over and grab one another's cocks...so we did. Admittedly, it was a little strange at first when we did that. I'd never done so before...not ever, not even as a kid growing up had I ever played Dr. or explored that with any other boy...or man before," he now included. "So, as you can see, I wasn't exactly comfortable myself at first, nor was Frank. But after what we'd seen and enjoyed, watching your mom and her sister as they performed for us, pleasuring one another the way that they did, each of us was admittedly pretty fucking horny after that. And one thing I have never done in all the years your mother and I have been married, is ever go back on my word, or break a promise to her once I have made it."

I'm not sure I had made that sort of promise or commitment, though the area was still a little grey when it came to remembering what we had actually sat down and agreed to before any of this had happened.

"So at first, we just sat there jerking one another off," dad went on. "It was admittedly strange, playing with another prick other than my own, but before long, I actually got into it, found it not nearly as weird or as strange as I thought in the beginning it might be. And as excited and aroused as your mom and her sister became, they eventually sat there across from us, doing the same thing to one another, which made it a hell of a lot easier for the two of us."

That I could actually picture in my mind, doing so. And oddly enough, I then felt my own cock stir, looking down at myself as it suddenly poked its shy little head out of my foreskin looking up at me.

"So then what happened?" I asked curiously.

"Well, after that, we sort of played follow the leader. I mean, we'd already been treated to watching the two of them together, so if they'd really wanted to, they could have made it a lot harder on the two of us, and simply insist that we honor our end of the bargain. But what they now did, once again made things easier for us. Jackie leaned over and went down on your mom briefly, sitting up, once again fingering her split as they looked over towards us. Surprisingly, it was Uncle Frank who made the first move, even before I did, leaning over, and now doing the same thing to me. Once again, I didn't freak out or jump up, or anything else. Quite frankly, it felt good...surprisingly. Maybe not as nice or as thrilling as the way your mom and sister's do it, but...it still did, and got better the longer he stayed there and did it, still getting used to the idea himself I think."

That one was a little harder to picture, though I finally managed it.

"And then of course...it was my turn."

The thought of my own father sucking another man's dick wasn't something I could have ever imagined, knowing him. And yet...here he was, this strong virile man's man standing there telling me that he had, and that he'd actually ended up enjoying it. A fact that was punctuated as he stood there with what now was, a steely hard erection, and which he also now stood, toying with as he told his story.

"Now, the point I'm trying to make here is this, the fact that Frank and I eventually sucked one another's dicks didn't change either one of us. He's still he...and I'm still me. Nothing's changed. But what did change, was the appreciation your mother, and your Aunt gave to each of us for having done that for them. Obviously, that meant a lot to them both, something that they...just like we enjoy seeing them do, wanted to see us do. So we did. And I don't have a moment's regret, or lose any sleep over it either. Pleasing your mother, every bit as much as she pleases me, is more important than any hang-ups, inhibitions, or insecurities about myself that I might have. And I've now learned...I really don't have any now either. So...that being said," dad stated looking over directly at my mother and sisters as they continued sitting on the couch, now looking at him. "Brian's not me...he's his own man," dad said seeing the look of confusion suddenly appear in each one of their faces. "When we all agreed to do this, together, we did so with the understanding that it was meant to be fun and exciting...for all of us. At no time has any of us done something we've been uncomfortable with in doing, nor have any of us forced anyone else into doing something they unwillingly didn't want to do. Regardless of whatever agreements were made when all this started, I think that one single rule, holds precedence over everything else. So Collette," dad paused including my sister and mom with an additional look though not using their names, "If your brother isn't comfortable in doing that, regardless of the fact it might be one of your fantasies or desires to see, I don't feel its right to force him into doing anything he doesn't wish to. It's not worth it for one thing, and if that's something you still really want to see, then I am sure that this evening after your Aunt and Uncle arrive here, we can arrange that. So even IF Brian is part of that fantasy, for whatever reason, it's not fare to him, or to any of us for that matter either, to expect anyone of us to do something we're simply not comfortable with in doing."

At that moment, I had more respect for my father than I had ever had. As much as I still had a bit to consider and think about, I didn't see him any differently either, and likewise suspected I wouldn't see my Uncle Frank in any different light either. I'd always looked up to him as well, often seeing him as more of an older brother than an Uncle, especially in the way he had always treated and respected me. I knew now, none of that had changed, and never would.

"Ok," I said simply. Dad looked at me, as were the three women. "No...I mean it. I'm ok with it," I said, and then looked down at myself. My cock was rigidly hard.

"You sure?" Dad said once again concernedly.

"Yeah, I am...though I would ask one small thing."

"Sure, name it," he said, though I then turned my attention back to mom and my sisters.

"I sort of liked dad's telling me how they played follow the leader. So...can we sort of do that too?"

I don't think I've ever seen my sister's grin as broadly as they now were. "Whatever makes it easiest for you little brother," Collette told me, though now looking over at my hard stiff cock, she added, "Though maybe...we should start calling you our BIG brother," she grinned. "Our very, very...BIG brother!"

**

Since the seating arrangements weren't at all identical to the ones at my Aunt and Uncles place, mom and the girls immediately stood up, thus vacating the couch. What worked however, as dad and I then sat down on it, was when mom took dad's chair sitting in it. The arms of which were enormous, and easily allowed my sister's to sit upon, even though mom was sitting lower. What she then did, was to reach over placing her hands in each of their laps, as she began toying with their bare, very wet wide open splits. Collette and Mandy, in return, were just at the right height to lean over slightly and fondle mom's breasts simultaneously, which I had always enjoyed seeing.

And then as Uncle Frank had, dad made the first move, first contact with me.

I actually flinched a little when I first felt his hand wrap itself around my dick as though sizing it up. Slowly, he began working it up and down. As he did, I found myself getting used to the unfamiliar sensation of it, though looking a few feet across the way at my mom and sisters as she sat twiddling their twats made it a whole lot easier to do.

Once he'd begun doing that, and once I realized I wasn't going to lose my erection because he was, I actually reached over grabbing his, though still not looking at it when I did. What I realized then in doing so, was that I began to sense things, obvious differences between us, and found myself curiously exploring him all the while allowing my mind, rather than my eyes to visualize and entertain what I was doing.

The fact there was such a major difference in the size and shape of our cocks was immediately obvious as I stroked it. I mean I knew that already of course, just in looking at it previously, watching him. But it was something altogether different to be sensing that through touch, even more pronounced in a way that actually just looking at it. Now I felt the differences, and found them startling, even more so than through their appearance. We had double-fucked my mother together. I had slid my cock up and down side-by-side his. Even then, we still hadn't actually touched if one wanted to get really technical about it. And yet...I had still felt him, just as I was doing now, only with my hand and not my prick. It was funny to realize I'd already accepted that long before now, and here I was, exploring, coming to grips with that exploration, acceptance, and then finding that I was, and that it wasn't like anything I had somehow managed to imagine it to be. Or how I imagined I would feel upon doing so. It was at the very least, interesting. first noticeable difference was of course the size and shape of the heads. His had this fat thick mushroom like tip, interesting to grip as I did so, feeling the flange of his ridge as it pressed against my fingers as I held it, stroking it. Mine of course more pointed, tapered, which his hand slid easily up and down, surprising me as he squeezed out a bit of lubrication, now using that to further stimulate my cock with. I found myself doing the same to him, though I actually had to let go for a moment in order to gather it up with my fingers before reapplying it back to his dick.

The second noticeable difference was when actually stroking it, the sensation so totally different from when doing myself. Whereas mine was a bit more pointed at the end, it quickly thickened considerably after that, especially upon reaching the base near my balls. Dad's was almost just the opposite. Much thicker at the tip obviously, about as thick and big around as I was there, and then rapidly thinning towards his balls, giving it that "baseball bat" appearance I had noticed earlier. The one thing I didn't find much difference in at all, and would have been hard pressed to gage it, would have been any real noticeable difference in the length of either.

"That looks hot!" Collette groaned looking over towards us. Though Mandy as well as my mother's eyes were glued on the two of us as well. I could see by her look that she meant it, her lust clearly evident as she watched dad and I sitting there side by side, fondling one another's pricks. Interestingly enough, I'd actually begun to enjoy it, finally looking over, watching myself do so now as I sat there.

"Come here you two!" Mom said, changing things up a little from the way things had gone down at my Aunt and Uncles place. Something I didn't mind at the moment either. Though I'd managed to get through my initial fears well enough at actually holding my dad's prick in my hand, the thought of soon possibly sucking it hadn't as yet registered. When mom called us over to her, I was actually given a bit of a reprieve, and more time to adjust, contemplate and still possibly accept letting things go further.

Now standing directly in front of her, she reached out having removed her fingers from my sister's respective pussies. Gripping us each, she pulled us forwards towards her, now placing us directly against one another. I now watched, and then felt as her tongue snaked out, flicking at the two of us simultaneously. It was a wickedly delicious sensation, as was her hand as she held us, likewise now rubbing our cocks against one another as she sat there still licking them, and even sucking them as she somehow managed to open her mouth wide enough to accept them both.

"Ooh, I'd like to try doing that myself!" Collette groaned excitedly.

Reluctantly, mom removed us both from her mouth. "Go ahead!" she urged my sister. "Damn fucking fun!"

Still holding the two of us together, dad and I sort of pivoted on our feet, mom passing us off, as Collette now reached out taking us in her hand. Within seconds, she had gathered the two of us in her mouth, sucking at, nipping at us each, the feel of her jacking us both up and down, dad's dick pressed against mine as she did so. Neither one of us at all surprised when several minutes after that, Mandy expressed, or rather demanded...it was her turn.

As Mandy knelt down in front of us, having a go at our pressed together dicks, mom and Collette made themselves comfortable on the floor. They were soon busily lapping at one another with their tongues, the slick sounds of their lubrications soon being heard, fueling the unexpected fire in my balls as the exquisite sensation of what I was now feeling began melting away whatever final inhibitions or resolve I might have had. Looking down at my sister, and then over and mom and Collette, I knew then I was in for a penny as well as a pound.

Almost wordlessly, dad and I slowly eased down onto the floor next to mom and Collette. Upon seeing us, they remained where they were, though they immediately quit licking one another. Now watching us, just as Mandy now was, sitting down next to the two of them. Once again dad made the first move, though I actually beat him to the punch, my hand already on his dick as I drew it into my mouth, just as he did to me.

Three almost simultaneous moans from the girls told us that they were more than pleased at what they were seeing, along with the sudden sounds of fingers busily engaged as they began fingering themselves or perhaps one another. I didn't know, didn't care at the time, hearing that was exciting enough, making it far easier for me as I tentatively sucked my very first cock ever.

I won't say it wasn't different, obviously it was. Not at all like eating or licking pussy, which I still knew I preferred and always would. But I didn't freak out, or find myself repulsed either, which surprised me a little. Nor of course neither had dad as I felt his lips gently engulf me, drawing in the entire length of my cock, sucking it. We continued to do so for quite some time, the sounds of the girls obviously enjoying themselves as they watched us. When I actually felt the tingles of what I knew would eventually lead to orgasm, only then did I release my father's prick, just as he did. Perhaps he sensed it as well as we both sat up somewhat sheepishly.

"Like I said earlier, that was fucking hot!" Collette grinned wickedly. "Now, just one more thing if you would, quirky as this may sound, but I'd honestly, truly and really appreciate this if you'll do it for me."

I almost said, "I've already done this much, there's no fucking way I'm fucking dad's ass, or that he's fucking mine!" Luckily, I didn't need to as Collette then explained the rest of it.

"It's really a simple silly thing, but something I would love to see the two of you do. What I'd like, is for the two of you to hold your dicks together, head to head, and then jerk yourselves off until you cum. Will you do that for me? Please?"

Given the circumstances, it was far less than I was expecting, and even dad seemed a little relieved himself upon having heard that.

"Whatever floats your boat sweetness," dad said grinning at her. "I'm game, if Brian is."

Even that was uniquely different. Jerking myself off, pressing the tip of my dick against dads, him doing the same to himself as Collette slid between the two of us on the floor looking up. Mom and Mandy stood off to either side, watching us that way, now likewise fingering themselves however, just as Collette was. A five way, self masturbation session, all of us watching one another doing so, though dad and I actually making contact together.

Collette had purposely placed herself where she was for a reason, not in just getting a good vantage point to see us, though she did, but as we learned minutes later when dad and I finally managed to get ourselves off. As I had now come to expect with him, dad's orgasm began, a slow rolling thing that began seconds earlier for his knowing, than for any of us. Once again some form of rigidity set in, his hand suddenly unmoving, no longer stroking himself. It was the way he did it, preferred it perhaps. Everyone unique in that way too as I had come to learn. He just let his orgasm take its course in its own way and time, slowly. I stood watching the first little balloon of sperm bubble from the tip, and then slowly began to ooze out the tip, each successive little pulsation and throb bringing forth more and more of his white thick nectar. I watched it begin to cream the entire head of my prick, and then slide off each side dripping down where it now began to land with an obvious "splat" on my sister, still laying below us. She was panting hotly, furiously fingering herself, and now crying out with glee as she saw dad's cum pouring out, and soon after my own.

I felt the jettison of my spunk race up my shaft, stood there and watched it as it exploded against dad's cock, watched as I in turn covered his prick in my cream now adding to the even greater, massive cumfall cascade as it fell towards Collette. She watched, feeling it as it landed against her breasts, her tummy as well as the floor, only then reaching up to begin smearing it into her skin. Finally spent, exhausted, I stepped back relocating the couch, just as dad found his chair. Mandy and mom both now hovering over Collette, helping her to smear what looked, and had felt like gallons of cum cream as they'd poured down over my sister.

It was long moments before the three of them regained a sense of composure as well. When they did, mom was the first to speak.

"Damn good thing we have wooden floors," she laughed. "What a mess!"We'd been sitting around relaxing and recovering from our last round of intensity when the phone rang. Aunt Jackie had called to let us know the roads had been plowed and were passable, so they were on their way. That left us about an hour before they arrived, just time enough to shower up again and dress. I noticed a small smile on dads face upon hearing that, and a curious one on mom's as she returned the Tupperware bowl with the one single remaining folded slip of paper inside it back to the upper counter top in the kitchen.

"Guess this will have to wait for a bit," she'd stated only then catching dad's look.

"Works for me," dad had said nonchalantly without giving anything away. With that dad headed upstairs to shower and dress, mom following.

"Guess that leaves us with the downstairs shower," I said looking at my sisters. "Not much time either, so please don't spend your usual amount of time in the shower or not only won't there be enough hot water for me, but there won't be any time left before they get here either!" I told my sisters.

"Not to worry LB," Collette said calling me by her pet name, LB meaning Little Brother. "Your showers big enough to accommodate all of us at the same time. And under the circumstances, I don't think any of us will have a problem doing that now either," she winked as she headed downstairs, Mandy and I quickly following.

As silly as it might sound, the idea of doing so aroused me. It would be a first, showering with my sisters. How many times we had barged in on one another in the past, all of us at one time or another teasingly stealing peeks, annoying one another into hurrying up. Though it was always with the intent on grabbing a quick sneaky look at one another. Now...here the three of us were, once again naked stepping into the shower together. As large as it was, with three people climbing inside the shower enclosure, the quarters were still a bit cramped and would take some careful maneuvering for each of us to be able to wash up.

"Might be easier if we just stand in one spot and let someone else wash our backs...and such," Mandy suggested playfully, though serious about it at well. It was a good idea, and we soon began applying soap to one another, washing one another simultaneously.

It was inevitable that I soon had an erection. With Mandy's hands washing my back, and then slithering down to spend an inordinate amount of time on my ass, she was already sending a wave of pleasurable sensations to my groin anyway. Added to that, me standing pressed against Collette, my rapidly firming cock now poking against her backside as my own hands ran up and down her lithe form. And then hearing her moan in addition to that, my hands coming around in front to soap up her incredible breasts, the slickness of my hands as they slid over those twin orbs. Collette's nipples so firm and hard, as I palmed them, all pretense of actually washing them long forgotten.

Mandy had of course reached around me, now soaping and stroking my rock hard shaft. As she began doing that, I quite naturally reached down and around Collette. Leaning forward slightly, she braced her arms against the side of the shower and spread her legs slightly allowing me better access. Her pussy was slick with her arousal, my fingers easily slipping inside as I tickled her clit, fingering her, Mandy's hand running up and down my equally slippery prick as we stood there together. I was half tempted to just shove my dick inside her as easy as it would have been, but to be honest, Mandy's pumping hand felt delicious, as did the fingering of my other sister's cunt as she did that.

"Switch!" Mandy suddenly announced, which I was somewhat grateful she'd said as that would give me a reprieve for a moment, though even that was short lived. Turning, I now reached out soaping my other sister's breasts, enjoying the subtle feel and differences between them. Mandy's nipples might not have stuck out nearly as far as Collette's did, but they were slightly fatter, and just as hard as I now began tweaking them. Collette too seemed to take some measure of delight in soaping and caressing my ass, though she soon took that a bit farther, much to my surprise.

I soon felt her soapy finger toying with the opening of my ass, not quite slipping in as she merely tickled it, simultaneously reaching around to now fondle my prick as Mandy now emulated her sister's stance earlier, leaning forward supporting herself against the wall as she slightly spread her legs. I now fingered her from behind, one, and then two fingers now sliding in and out of her deliciously slick cunt, the sounds of which could actually be heard over the sound of the shower as it pounded down upon us. I then felt Collette's finger suddenly press, a second later slipping inside my ass as she stood there worming it about, still stroking my prick.

"Fuck sis, keep doing that, and I won't last very damn long!" I warned her.

"We don't have very long, remember?" she laughed. "And besides, you'll need a little time to recover for later," she then told me.

"There might not be a later," I then said. "Guess it depends on how long Aunt Jackie and Uncle Frank stay." Collette burst out laughing upon hearing that. "What?"

"Why do you think they're coming over? Especially in this weather?" she now stated. "I'm willing to bet mom's already filled her in on everything we've been doing. You know damn good and well she tells her sister everything, and especially that you now know about the four of them, wouldn't surprise me in the least that she's hoping to get a piece of you now herself!"

I hadn't really thought about that until now. I supposed that was possible, though I'd pretty much figured it was just something that the four of them had decided to engage in and outside of that one instance with Collette, not really assuming that might include Mandy and I too.

I suddenly knew I wasn't going to last very long after having heard that. Aunt Jackie might not have inherited the large breasted trait of the family, but she still had nicely shaped boobs, and a taut firm little body to go along with that feisty attitude of hers. As I stood there thinking about her, I couldn't help but wonder if she carried that wild-assed attitude into the bedroom.

The all too familiar tingle down inside my balls brought me back to the immediate present however, much as I would have liked to continue standing there fantasizing about my Aunt.

"I'm serious Collette, keep doing what you're doing, and I'm going to be shooting off here pretty soon!"

"I wanna see!" Mandy said turning around, forcing me to disengage my fingers from her cunt. "I just love seeing you squirt!" she then added.

Within seconds I was again being treated to a double licking from my sisters as they knelt down in front of me, although I knew it wasn't going to be a very long prolonged pleasure as I was already teetering on the edge as it was.

"Whenever you're ready!" Collette urged me giggling, as was Mandy. "Just let us know so we can watch it come out," she quickly added.

Just hearing her say that was enough to trigger my release as my sister's hands continued to pump my prick together.

"Here it comes!" I announced a second after that, hardly giving them any warning at all, though Collette's hand now cupping my tight balls had already hinted at that anyway as both she and Mandy sat back slightly, still stroking my cock, yet enthusiastically urging me to do so.

"Squirt it Brian! Squirt it! Shoot that hot sticky fuck-butter all over the two of us," she cried out to me as Mandy joined her.

"Yeah Brian! Shoot it! Shoot it! Squirt it out...all over your hot naughty fucking sisters!"

That did it. The moment she said that, I felt the surge of cum explode up the length of my shaft, rocketing out with a great deal of force and intensity as I began showering them with my own brand of liquid soap.

I stood watching it as it spattered against their faces, their necks, and finally their beautiful breasts. Finally releasing me, I pumped out the last few streamers of spunk myself until I felt my legs weaken, threatening to give out beneath me, stumbling back to sit down in the one tiny corner seat at the far end of the enclosure. As I did that, the girls stood, now facing one another, standing on either side of the still pounding spray from the shower.

"We got time?" Mandy asked.

"We'll make time," Collette told her. "Too damn horny to get out of the shower feeling like this!" she informed her sister.

It quickly became obvious this was something they had done before, though it had perhaps been a while. Standing across from one another, Collette reached up adjusting the shower spray until it began to pulsate at a more forceful rate. I noticed as they now reached across towards one another, the water joined their hands as they began fingering one another, playing with their respective clits as the two of them finger-fucked one another with one hand, caressing their own breasts with the other. I might have only moments ago shot my wad, but even sitting there spent as I was, I was still highly aroused as I watched them doing this.

"Obviously, this isn't the first time the two of you have done this," I observed, receiving a chuckle from them both in response to that.

"There's a lot we've done, you're not aware of LB," Collette groaned pleasurably. "Perhaps later, or over the next few days, we'll share some of them with you," she teased hotly.

I was content however for the moment at least, to just sit there and watch the two of them as they rather quickly got one another off, though the pulsating beat of the water certainly helped. Almost simultaneously, they both shuddered, moaning pleasurably as they came on one another's hands and fingers.

"Well, now that the edge is off, we'd better get out and get dressed, no doubt Aunt Jackie and Uncle Frank will be arriving any time now," Collette said urging us into motion, and then adding. "Which makes me wonder about daddy's fantasy, and why he specifically wanted to wait until today before sharing with us what it is," she said looking over at me directly.

"Bet it has something to do with Aunt Jackie," Mandy quipped eyeing her back.

"Ya think?" Collette responded laughing. "I bet that whatever it is, it does, I know Uncle Frank's been dying to fuck either one of us, so perhaps dad's given him the go ahead to do it now that we've all let our hair down, though I guess we'll have to wait and see whichever way it is. But...I'm also willing to bet knowing Aunt Jackie, as fond as she's always been of LB here, that it has something specific to do with that too!"

Admittedly I was now very curious about it myself, stepping out to dry off and then hurriedly dress, just as my sister's did. They were just as excited, if not more so than I was to see what the evening would bring and soon after raced back upstairs joining my parents who surprised us by finding them sitting in the living room, still wearing nothing more than their bathrobes instead of being dressed as we now all were.

**

Just a short time later we heard the sound of Uncle Frank's older model Hummer pulling up in front of the house, the oversized tires crunching through the hard-packed snow. Seconds later they came in, both of them wearing Cheshire cat grins on their faces.

"Ok, so what did we miss?" Jackie laughed, and then came over giving me an affectionate kiss. It didn't surprise me that she did, as she always did. But what did surprise me, was when she let her lips linger on mine a bit longer than normal, not to mention her hand coming down between us feeling briefly the small bulge in my pants as she did that.

Dad had already stoked the fire, once again warming the room, almost uncomfortably so, especially now that I was actually dressed again.

"Come in, sit down, make yourselves comfortable while dad pours us all a drink," mom told her. "And then...I'll fill you all in!"

Collette was right. On the one hand, I should have realized that there was very little mom wouldn't have shared or discussed with her sister. On the other however, I was surprised she really hadn't said much of anything until now, though perhaps the weather had had something to do with that, as they'd spent very little time on the phone after the lines were working again. As everyone settled in, fresh drinks in hand, mom got this amused, mischievous little twinkle in her eye.

"As I hinted at over the phone...it all began the night that Brian and his sister's camped out down here on the bed," she began. And then slowly over the next hour, mom almost shockingly related each and everything we'd all done or experienced with one another since then, even a few things I wasn't aware of, or perhaps didn't remember. I was surprised to find myself highly aroused, just sitting there listening to her, though by the way my Uncle and father both fidgeted in their seats, they were becoming quite aroused themselves by the looks of it.

"It is getting uncomfortably hot in here for some reason," my Aunt stated jokingly after a time. "Anyone mind if we get comfortable?" she asked.

"Of course not," mom said glancing over towards me, though I merely sat there smiling at her as she said that, visions of my Aunt soon being naked herself already filling my head. "You know where the guest robes are," she then added.

Both my Aunt and Uncle then stood and hurriedly made their way upstairs, the five of us watching them do so as dad spoke.

"Well, guess now it's my turn isn't it?" he stated reminding us all in a second that it was in fact, and even more importantly, that it did indeed have something to do with my Aunt and Uncle being there.

"Do you want me to get the bowl, or are you just going to tell us?" mom asked curiously, yet clearly excited now.

"Seems sort of silly to do that under the circumstances, so I'll just wait for Jackie and Frank to rejoin us, then I'll just lay out my fantasy for you all then."

I felt myself nervously excited, and feeling a bit awkward and uncomfortable now too. Not because of what was about to happen, but because I was actually dressed and now anxious to once again shed my clothes. My sister's must have been thinking the exact same thing as they whispered back and forth to one another briefly, and then stood up and quickly began to slip out of their respective clothing. Mom looked over towards me, smiling as I now stood and began doing the same.

By the time my Aunt and Uncle returned heading back down the stairs, the five of us now sat entirely naked there in the living room. Seeing us, Aunt Jackie laughed.

"Go figure, suddenly we're the ones overdressed once again." She chuckled, and then even before reaching the bottom of the stairs, she had opened her robe, draping it over the banister now entirely naked herself, though Uncle Jack continued to proceed into the living room still wearing his.

"You know sis, you still make me jealous as hell every time I see you naked!" mom quipped as we all sat there eying her. She was not quite two years older than mom, but it was clearly evident she had the body of a woman ten, perhaps even fifteen years younger than her age. Like Collette, she'd discovered early on in life that she was incapable of bearing any children, as such, she'd had a much easier time of it keeping in shape. Her breasts were far smaller than my mom's or sisters, yet well rounded and full for their size. And yes, they were also a bit more perky in appearance because of that too, each one capped with delicate pink colored nipples that nearly blended in with the tone of her surrounding breast flesh, just a hint of slightly darker coloration as they came to a cute sexy little point, upturned slightly at the ends with a bit of a puffy nipple capping each.

Unlike mom however, she wasn't entirely shaved, though she had trimmed her pubic hair into what we jokingly called "a landing strip", so thin in appearance that she might well have shaved it instead.

I almost laughed out loud as Uncle Frank retook his seat on the couch sitting next to my now naked mother, her hand immediately slipping inside the open slit of his robe, her hand obviously seeking him out even though she continued looking at, and talking to her sister.

"Harold was just about to share with us all...his fantasy," she informed them both. "So...whenever you're ready honey...the floor's all yours."

Dad stood, his somewhat flaccid prick already lifting its head as he stood there, clearing his voice, and then actually blushing a little as he spoke. I glanced over towards mom again, her hand already busy in my Uncle's lap, stroking him up and down though she hadn't as yet revealed him as she did so.

"My fantasy is actually a bit simpler perhaps than everyone else's has been, but it's still been a long-held fantasy of mine, and one that your mother is very aware of," he said looking over towards her. Her eyes clearly revealed she had guessed right earlier, knowing very well what it obviously was. He then turned toward me, looking at me directly. "It might be a bit more difficult for you Brian," he warned me, since it pretty much just involves you and your mother rather than the rest of us, at least in the beginning," he now added. "So I hope you'll be willing to indulge your old man here."

Now I really was curious. But...after all that had happened, even with the inclusion of my Aunt and Uncle being there, I couldn't think of a single thing now that I'd find myself uncomfortable in doing. Even Aunt Jackie was grinning from ear to ear, and I had a pretty good indication in her doing that, that she too had a pretty good idea what dad was leading up to.

He paused once again briefly clearing his throat, now looking away from me, taking everyone in as a whole, as he spoke.

"Until all this," he said eyeing us. "I didn't really think this was ever something that would actually happen, so it remained for quite a while a very private fantasy, one in which I didn't even share with mom until last year," dad confessed. "But once I had, once I'd told your mother about it, who I am sure has already told Aunt Jackie about it now," he said lifting his eyebrows questioningly towards her, receiving a subtle nod of her head in kind confirming it, he went on. "She then made it possible for me to actually experience it, when she came up with the idea for this little game we've been playing. But before I tell you the specifics, I'd like to share with you a little story about it myself, and then you'll quite obviously know what it is, or at least have a pretty good idea what it is I want to see, and experience again," he told us. By now, his cock was at full staff, as was Uncle Frank's as mom finally parted his robe, untying the sash, which had held it together. I was a little surprised to discover that Frank's prick, though very hard, was considerably smaller than either my dad's or even mines was. Mom didn't seem to mind however, nor obviously did my Aunt Jackie as she held it, still fisting him as we all sat there listening.

"Long ago, when I was just around Brian's age, my Aunt, along with my cousin had come for a week's visit. We had a small place back then that we lived in, so there wasn't a whole lot of place for people to sleep. My aunt...had been fixed up on a futon on the family room with my cousin, who was also around my age sleeping on a cot nearby. I had gotten up for some odd reason, which I hardly ever did as I was a very sound sleeper. Needing to pee, and then wanting something to drink after that, I had come into the kitchen trying to be quiet as I expected my aunt and cousin to be sleeping in the family room as I came in. To my surprise, they weren't however, neither one of them. So then when I came into the kitchen, I could hear voices outside. I walked over to the kitchen window and looked out, which is when I saw what I saw. An image which has stayed with me all these years, and something that as a boy growing up, I had with me as the major masturbatory experience in my adult life, and something that even to this very day, I still think about and fantasize over."what did you see?" Mandy asked sounding both impatient as well as excited.

"What I saw, and which has obviously stayed with me, was MY Aunt, and my cousin fucking there in the chase lounge. But even more surprisingly, I also saw my mother as she sat there in one of the other chairs watching them, playing with herself. As erotically exciting as it was to see the two of them, it was even more erotic to see my own mother playing with herself while she watched them. Eventually, my cousin came in her of course. And then the moment he did, my mother got up, went over and got down between her sister's legs, and then went down on her. Though Andy, my cousin had just shot his load, it didn't take him very damn long before he had slipped his prick into my mom from behind, and then fucked her. I jerked off over having seen that for years, and they never did find out I had watched them doing that, though eventually mom did catch me jerking off one day and just stood there watching me do it. When I realized that she was, and when she didn't just slip out and go away, even though she turned and started to, that's when I did tell her about that night. Needless to say...that's when we fucked. But, I'd always regretted not having gone out and joined them when I had the chance. Never did fuck my Aunt either, though she's not half as attractive as yours is," dad said winking at me as I smiled back at my Aunt.

"So ok, we have an idea of your fantasy," Collette said, "But I'm still not sure what all it entails, or what you want any of us to do," she told him.

"Well, what I'd like to do is sort of recreate, and thus recapture that moment," dad told us. "And though we can't exactly take this outside, I do think we can sort of rearrange the furniture in here a little so that it's at least similar. Then of course, I'd like to start my fantasy out...watching mom fuck Brian in the chair, her sitting on top of him just like my cousin did with his mom, and then Jackie, sitting nearby watching for a while until he's done." He looked over at her. "You have any problems with any of that?" He asked.

"Not a single solitary one," she grinned wickedly. "Sounds damn fucking exciting in fact," she added. "Especially the sucking his cum out of my sister's cunt," she then quipped.

"Where do the rest of us fit in?" Mandy asked worriedly.

"Well, that part we ad-lib just a little," dad told her. "You see, the other part of that fantasy for me was imagining my sister was the one to be standing behind me jerking me off while I stood there watching the three of them. Though obviously that never did happen. She and I never did do anything together, though I'd always wanted to and had so often thought about it. So...if either you or your sister would play the role of my sister, and do that for me, it would really make my fantasy complete. As for you Frank, if you wouldn't mind perhaps standing in the other hallway, sort of out of my vision...no offense, but someplace you can also watch, and perhaps one of my other girls jerking you off while you do, that would indeed complete this for me, and take me back to that date in time once again. So...everyone ok with that?" he asked.

Everyone was, and were soon rearranging the furniture slightly, with Mandy volunteering to take care of Uncle Frank as she was now curious about him. Collette seemed more than pleased with her fantasy role, taking care of dad while I resituated the couch next to the round end table which Aunt Jackie would be sitting next to while she watched mom and I fuck. I was surprised to find myself as aroused as I suddenly now was, realizing that in moments, mom and I would in fact be doing that for a time, with everyone else standing around watching us for a while as we did that. Eventually of course, I would soon fuck my Aunt from behind as she sucked out my sticky wet juice from mom's pussy, a thought that suddenly had me stiffening faster than I had thought possible.

As dad and Collette took up their position nearer the stairs, which gave him what he said was the exact same angle he'd had back then as he watched his mom, aunt and cousin. Uncle Frank and Mandy stood off to the other side more in the doorway of the kitchen looking in, where he couldn't actually see them, but where they could still easily watch the three of us. Aunt Jackie positioned herself off to one side, initially with her back towards everyone, but where I could sit there and easily watch her while she played with herself as mom now climbed into my lap where I sat, and proceeded to make herself ready to fuck me.

"This is going to be fun...and naughty," she said leaning over whispering in my ear, "I've had a few fantasies of my own similar to this," she then added. "So maybe in time, I'll tell you about one or two of those."

"I'd like that," I responded. "And I'll admit mom...I've had one or two of those myself," I freely admitted, no longer inhibited about admitting that to her, especially as she leaned forward, not quite cunting me yet, though I felt her warm delicious pussy resting directly against me. I did reach up however, placing each of my hands on my mother's breasts as I began kneading and playing with them contentedly.

"Though I'm damn near there now," she again whispered, "Once I am really horny? Aroused? I enjoy having my nipples tugged on, and twisted hard Brian. Would you mind doing that? When I'm ready?"

"Just tell me when, and then I sure as hell will!" I assured her, already looking forward to stretching her boobs with my hands, tugging on those fucking hard nipples of hers the moment I could do so and get away with it without actually hurting her.

"You can start whenever you'd like," dad called out from around the corner where he stood. Already his breath was labored as he said that, and though I couldn't see Collette as clearly as I might have liked, I could tell she was already standing behind dad, working his prick as he stood there looking over towards us. Just then however, mom reached down, grasping my cock, and in seconds had impaled herself on me, my prick sliding all the way in to the hilt as she sat there for a moment unmoving, just giving the two of us a moment to savor that particular moment. Jackie's pleasured sigh as she sat next to us, told us both that she too had already begun. She'd lifted one leg onto the table, just as dad had told her he'd seen his mother do. And then began stroking her pussy, twiddling her clit before actually finger-fucking it, just as she had now begun doing.

It was also mildly interesting to also glance over and see Uncle Frank as Mandy stood beside him, her hand on his dick, though his was likewise in her, fingering my sister's cunt as she stood next to him, one leg partially lifted, balanced against his hip as she stood there smiling watching the three of us.

"God baby, you're so fucking hard...and big!" Mom moaned pleasurably, also speaking loud enough so that dad could easily hear her. His responding moan told us he had, and that it was also quite evident he was in fact reliving that past fond memory.

The feel of mom's hot slick cunt as she rode my cock was amazing enough. The way she could control her inner muscles, clenching my shaft, throbbing herself around it was beyond anything I'd ever experienced before. And then added to that, looking over towards my Aunt, simply enhanced every sensation I was feeling tenfold. As she sat there, I immediately noticed that she had fairly long swollen labia, far longer and larger than my mother's or even my sisters. Fascinated, I saw her pulling on them, stretching them out with her fingers to either side, and then jiggling them up and down, back and forth wildly. It fit her personality, attitude. She was always considered to be sassy, and even the way she masturbated was that. Unbridled, as she was, certainly uninhibited, Aunt Jackie made no excuses, made no bones about what felt good, and how she best enjoyed it. She spanked her cunt, pinched her clit pulling on it, and then went back to pulling on her lips, almost painfully so, once again wiggling them about frantically, wildly, moaning and groaning the entire time.

I could also hear the slickness of my father's dick as Collette stroked it, he must have been leaking precum fuck juice like a sieve as Collette gathered up his rich fat droplets of juice, reapplying them to his dick, and then jacking it slowly up and down just the way he liked it. I heard her squeeze it, juicing it even more, just the way I very often did, and had a pretty damn good idea of how if felt as Collette continued to do that for him.

Mandy's hot panting breath was another nice addition. I could tell she was already beyond excitement, no doubt her own pussy juice was already starting to run down between her legs. She might not squirt the way her sister did, but she was almost from the get-go, a constant running stream of juice that never seemed to let up, including long after her orgasm was finished. It just continued to trickle out of her pussy like a tap that wouldn't quite turn all the way off.

"Now," mom murmured softly into my ear as she half nuzzled my neck, leaning forward against me, her breasts still filling my hands as I held onto them. I grinned inwardly, releasing her tits only for a moment, recapturing them again, though this time by the nipples as I pinched and twisted them, softly at first, eliciting a long contented mewl from her upon doing so. "Harder!" She urged me. "Pull them, twist them, yank them...and fuck me!" she added unnecessarily.

So far, mom had pretty much been doing most of the work, though I was content to let her do so as it was allowing me a lot better control too. Upon hearing her tell me that however, I now began to thrust upwards, and inwards as she came down meeting me. The combination of which, now added fuel to the fire, the slap of flesh meeting flesh quite forcefully, my balls now slapping her as well. I continued to torture her tits, looking over as my Aunt now began to emulate my actions, likewise pulling on and twisting her own. An image, which I found even more interesting, seeing her do it, her tits suddenly elongating as she stretched hers far more than I was able to do so with moms. Aunt Jackie's already somewhat pointed nipples became even more cone-shaped. For some silly reason, they reminded me of those worn by Madonna the first time I'd ever seen her sing "Like a Virgin", a song that was now playing inside my head with each and every thrust of my cock inside my mother's cunt, her tits filling my hand as she moaned pleasurably above me.

"Oh my god! I'm going to come soon!" She suddenly announced, seemingly surprised at her own revelation. "Don't you dare fucking stop fucking me!" She warned me simultaneously, though I had of course no intention of doing so.

Once again I heard dad moan pleasurably from across the way, the sounds of Collette really going to town now on his dick, as likewise I could also hear the sounds of Mandy working on Uncle Franks.

"Come with me baby, make me cum when you do!" Mom urged me wantonly. "Let me feel the sperm you were created with, splashing inside my pussy...my cunt!" Mom amended wickedly. "Let me feel you squirting it inside me, filling me full with it...so that, ah...so that Darlene can lick it out of my pussy afterwards!"

Dad's sudden low, deep throated groan told me that mom's having used my grandmother's name had been the perfect touch at that moment. But it had also been the catalyst for my own explosion as I felt my balls suddenly tighten even more than they already were.

"Oh fuck! I'm gonna shoot!" I announced, and then began doing so.

The moment mom felt that first jettison of my spunk deep inside her, she too let go. She didn't gush the way Collette did, but I could feel a sudden addition of liquefied pleasure suddenly erupt from deep within mom's cunt, bathing my prick as I added my own sticky juice to hers, mingling with it now as we continued to sit there fucking one another wildly, furiously. I'd even let go of her tits, reaching around to literally dig my hands into her ass, helping to lift her up, slamming her back down on my shaft as I continued to pump out thick hot streamers of my joy juice into her.

Even my Aunt's hiss, as she came, sounding like a snake about to strike was erotically charged. Her long drawn out "Yesssssss!" as she watched us, now pounding her cunt again with her hand, slapping it furiously, the other somehow buried inside her with three, perhaps even four fingers as she did that was a sight to behold.

Now drained, spent, mom slowly climbed off me, her hand coming down to cup her own cunt, keeping our mutual combined spending from dripping entirely out of her as she now moved over to a place on the floor already prepared well ahead of time. She rolled over onto her back, me sitting just above her and off to one side as Aunt Jackie slid from her chair, now joining her.

I wasn't sure how long it would take me to recover, my only real concern here. Though not quite flaccid, I wasn't exactly hard either. As slippery as I knew my Aunt must be, I did seriously doubt I'd have a very easy time trying to put it inside her, let alone keeping it there. But there hadn't been any mention of an immediate movement to do so, and decided to just sit there and take what time I might need, now watching my Aunt and mother together, just as we all were.

Although cast into the role of my father's cousin for all this, I now had some semblance of an idea as to what it was he had witnessed, and why that image had remained with him all those years. It was erotic as hell! And strange as it was for me, I could actually see my Aunt Jackie, now looking somehow similar in appearance to the way my grandmother had looked when she'd been that young. Even now, though it had been several months's I would imagine her in a whole new way as well every time I saw her after this.

But it was looking down at Jackie now, the way she approached mom's pussy like it was some sort of delectable feast just sitting there waiting for her to sample it. It was mesmerizing too. Already, the thick rich creamy spunk had begun to flow out of mom's pussy, though I think she was using her inner muscles to force it out of her with, purposely so. And, some of which had already leaked out, oozing down onto the floor, but to my surprise, Aunt Jackie wasn't about to let any of that go to waste either.

Perhaps any other time, it would have been gross seeing her do that. But not this time. It was decadent, even obscene perhaps to see her lick up the little puddle that had slipped out before she could capture it with her lips and tongue. But even that merely added to, and enhanced the sensual, erotic, and yes dirty naughty flavor of the moment that was already stirring interest in my recently spent prick. Once she'd cleaned my spunk from the floor, she now licked upwards, catching the next rivulet that had began to cascade out of mom's pink wet opening, as though it was an iceberg about to fall into the sea. Catching that before it did, only then did she clamp her entire mouth down on mom's cunt, now sucking it, vacuuming it out with her tongue, drinking our combined essence as she pleasurably cleaned her out.

My dick stood, proud, stiff and straight once again. It was now time to fuck my aunt!

**

As I stood up, I quickly glanced over in my father's direction. Not too surprisingly, Collette now stood in front of him bent over slightly at the waist. Dad just then, thrusting his massive erection inside her, especially as her eyes grew as big around as saucers, pleasurably so.

As I turned towards my Uncle Frank and Mandy, I almost laughed. Without being able to see one another at all, they too had taken up the exact same position, Mandy now leaning over, with Uncle Frank now sliding his somewhat smaller prick into Mandy's cunt as she wiggled back against him pleasurably.

Now it was my turn to do the same. I knelt down on the floor, crawling up behind my Aunt. She didn't turn to look or acknowledge my presence, continuing to lap away at mom's cunt, noisily in fact as she did so. Cock in hand, I guided it to where I thought it should go, felt my Aunt's wetness and then slipped it inside her. I was surprised, no amazed, at how tight she felt, slick as she was. It took a moment for her to even then loosen up enough to accept me, and as she did, she let out a low, deep throated moan still somehow managing to eat mom's cunt, never once taking her tongue or lips away from her as I slowly managed to ease myself inside her.

I began to slowly fuck her now, in and out...almost torturously slow at first as she thrust herself back against me, meeting me, each time just a tiny bit more forceful than the first time. And as good as that felt, as erotic as it was, the most erotic thing was looking into my mother's eyes, hers locked on mine as she lay there fondling her own breasts, twisting and pulling on her nipples just the way I'd been doing. I'd never seen anyone look so beautiful before in all my life, the pleasure in her face, the love in her eyes, the serenity as my Aunt's tongue, mouth and lips devoured her was beyond description.

I could have easily fucked my Aunt forever, without ever coming I think, just enjoying the beauty and pleasure that I saw in my mother's face while doing that would have been enough.

Movement told me that dad and Collette had somehow inched closer. I could only imagine what that might have looked like as they did, still coupled together. A great idea for a family outing perhaps during the summer, "A new version of the old wheelbarrow races perhaps", or some such anyway. But he finally spoke again looking down at us.

"At the end, when my cousin came, he pulled out of mom's pussy, I remember standing there watching it as he squirted, as his cum blast arched over my mother's ass, up her back, a lot of which then landed in his own mother's face. That's when I came, that's when I shot my own load watching him as he did that, as mom then turned around, and finished sucking him off."

The next scene had been set, and I wasn't about to disappoint him if I could help it, I just hoped that after two very intense orgasms that day already, I'd still have enough left to pull off another good one for him.

As aroused as I was, had been...and would be, there was no reason for worry, though I didn't know it at the time.

It was cool as hell feeling my Aunt come. I was beginning to realize that even in that, no two women ever seemed to climax the same way. And she was a bit like dad was in that regard too. She didn't really say anything or warn anyone that she was about to. The only indication I really got was this sudden vice-like grip of her pussy as it clenched around my cock, holding it. Now I had some sense of how dogs get hung up together when they fuck. I swear that there was no way in hell I could have thrust even another inch inside her, let alone been able to draw it out of her without help either. She just held me, and I felt her quivering inside, then this low wail as it finally escaped her mouth, followed by a series of shakes and shivers that finally released the death-like grip she had on my prick.

Perhaps when she did that, she had choked off the sensation of my own impending climax, tempering it perhaps. But the moment she had, I felt this surge, this overwhelming immediate rush of ecstasy, and new damn good and well, I too now was coming!

I almost leaped from inside my Aunt's cunt, fisting my prick as I stood, watching the fountain of jisim as it erupted, and then just the way dad described it, in seeing it, so did I do it.

There was perhaps only two or three that actually went that far, but it was more than enough.

The first shot went far over my Aunt's back missing her completely. I watched as it grazed my mother's forehead, and then literally parted her hair, perfectly. The second, only somewhat less forceful than the first, hit my aunt's shoulder, then like a tossed rock, skipping against the waves, it landed with a splat against the rounded portion of mom's right breast, causing her to cry out pleasurably when it did. The third made it perhaps about halfway up my Aunt's back, landing there, which is when she finally rolled away, onto her back, and then reached up, gathering my dick into her mouth where I poured out whatever remained of my copious discharge into her there.