Bum's Rush Ch. 06

Megan and I cuddled by the fire and kissed, laughing softly at the feral sounds of mating that were pouring out of the huts containing our parents and our friends. I stood, pulled her into my arms, kissed her lustily, and led her to our dwelling.

Nina was screaming at her brother to fuck her faster; Johnny was grunting and growling as he worked to sate her lust as well as his own. They'd only been at it a couple minutes and their breaths were already ragged.

Mom was cussing softly, encouraging our father to fill her hungry cunt with his seed. Dad was extoling her beauty, thanking her for her patient faithfulness, telling her of his desire to give her another child. She wept for joy, and he kissed her tears, face, and mouth - quieting her pleadings as he vigorously worked to give the love of his life what she had asked him for.

Megan laid me on my back, and we enjoyed several minutes of sensual love-making as we reveled in the joyous sounds of those we cared most about sharing themselves with their lovers.

As a kid, it had always been weird, talking about sex with our parents.

Here, on the island, those we loved were experiencing what it meant to be desired - and the bliss of working to satisfy the desires of their partner. It warmed my heart.

Almost as if perfectly timed, the primal sounds of several animals mating reached a communal crescendo.

Megan pressed her lips to mine and her channel spasmed around my cock, her breath caught in her throat, and my aching prick started spewing my seed into my sibling - at the same time - from the sounds of it - that Johnny filled his sister - and my father seeded my mother.

For a few moments, we snuggled, listening to gasping breaths fade - to be replaced with the sounds of lusty kisses - and then the island grew quiet.

My eyes grew heavy, and I kissed my sister one more time as she relaxed on top of me and my gooey jizz tried to escape from our joining.