Fun With The Orells Ch. 08-09

"Thank you, Uncle David," she cooed.

"Good morning, Petra," I replied and kissed her warmly, holding her against my body. "Thanks for the nice wake up call." Petra giggled and blushed. I picked her up in my arms and headed for the shower where she finished sucking me.

After our shower, Petra and I pulled on tee shirts and made our way towards the kitchen. I could smell coffee brewing and knew that my mother and Helen were up long ago to prepare breakfast for our guests. Petra scurried downstairs while I thought I would cruise past the bedrooms to see if there were any more late risers.

I found Brian and Colleen McFarland getting busy in my parent's room. They were both lying on their sides facing away from the door. Brian had his cock buried in Colleen's hairy cunt, eagerly sawing away, his arm wrapped around her front, fondling her gigantic udders.

"Good morning brother," he said as he turned his head back over his shoulder toward me. Colleen lifted her head to see who Brian was speaking to and chimed in. "Good... Uh... day to ya, laddie," she chirped between my brothers powerful thrusts. "Uh... Uh... Lord be with... Uh... ya... Ah... on dis lovely... OH... mornin'."

"There's breakfast downstairs when you two decide to give it a rest," I replied with a chuckle. I left Colleen and Brian to their morning tryst and walked over to the guest room. There I found my sister-in-law, Erika, and Honey Freezel having some girl-girl time. Lying butt to butt, each had one leg in the air, rubbing their cunts together with great sincerity. What a contrast these two beautiful women made. Honey with her lustrous ebony skin against Erika's pink, northern complexion, and Honey's trimmed, tufted cunt against Erika's clean shaven snatch. As they rubbed their vulvas together, Erika reached out to tickle Honey's finger-sized clitoris; stroking over its length and vibrating her fingers over the sensitive member. Honey lifted one of her perfect, plump breasts to her lips, sucking and biting the crinkled outcropping of firm nipple. I would have loved to jump into this little party but I heard signs of erotic morning activity coming from Jeanine's room, so I decided to investigate.

In Jeanine's room, she and Clarence and Janey were engaged in a three-way. Janey was in a 69 position lying on top of Clarence, her ass in his face, she trying desperately to insert more than a few inches of Clarence's freakishly large cock into her mouth. Jeanine was crouched over her cousin's plump, round ass, busily inserting a trap-on dildo into her pretty pink pussy. "Good morning kids," I said, "Looks you're having some fun."

"Oh, hi daddy," replied Jeanine with a smile, "Clarence woke up with a huge hard-on so Janey thought she'd help him out, and, well, you know how sweet Janey's pussy is...," she added with a little blush.

Jeanine held the thick plastic dick with both hands as she laid it against Janey's tender slit and began to push with her hips. Janey hummed with delight as Jeanine sank about 4 inches of the fake dick into her. Seeing my daughter and her cousin engaged like this got my dick twitching again so I thought I would lend a hand. I got up behind Jeanine and fingered her smoothly shaven pussy and thumbed her ass. Reaching around her body I tickled and pulled on her sweet puffy nipples until they began to pucker and stiffen. Jeanine kept up the pace on Janey while Clarence dutifully licked Janey's cunt and I softly stroked my daughter's nipples as she pummeled her cousin. I was very hard again but wanted to concentrate on getting Jeanine off, so I redoubled my efforts on her pussy and clitoris. I rammed 2 fingers between her labia and jabbed my thumb into her rectum in time with her thrusting hips. It only took a few minutes of my vaginal probing to get Jeanine's orgasm going. She ceased her attack on Janey long enough to have her own shuttering climax. Janey was hunching her back and thrusting her vulva into Clarence's face as the young lad lapped at her pussy's tender tissue. Jeanine's legs failed under her while she climaxed but I held her up until she regained her legs.

"You OK, kitten?" I asked. Jeanine nodded, took a deep breath and smiled at me.

"Thanks, daddy, that was nice," She said with a warm smile, then held my face and kissed me.

"I've got to get some coffee, so I'll leave you three to your fun. Don't be long. You know how Granny O hates it when people are late for a meal...," I said over my shoulder as I headed downstairs to the kitchen in search of my morning coffee.

"Good morning, Charlie. Good morning mother," I said, as I stepped into the kitchen.

"Uhhh, Mmmm... good morning, honey," my mother replied. Mom was in her favorite spot when she was fucking Charlie, facing backwards in one of the kitchen chairs, her arms hugging the backrest. Mom's ass stuck proudly in the air while Charlie pumped his long cock with a steady pace in and out of her unquenchable old pussy.

"Charlie, it's not collection day you know," I quipped.

"Yes sir, Mr. Orell. Granny O just thought that since I was here... anyway.., you know... who can refuse granny?"

"You're a wise young man, Charlie," I observed. Charlie had worked up a good sweat. My mother could work her lovers hard.

"Umphf! Ohhh!" Granny O moaned, as Charlie serviced her. "I love that big dick, Charlie. Give it to me!"

I sat down at the table with my coffee and glanced at the Sunday paper. "Where's Helen?" I asked, "As if I didn't know..."

"She's... Uh! In the...Mmm... Garden... shit... with your dad." my mother yelped. I paused a moment to watch Charlie nailing my mom. I've always loved the way her tits moved when she was getting banged from behind. Her old small sacks waggled so nicely, they seemed to dance in midair as the impact of Charlie's fierce fucking caused them to recoil - for every reaction, there is an opposite and equal reaction. Her tits were poetry in motion.

I got up and walked over to the window to see what my wife and my father were up to, but I already knew. Sure enough, there they were again with their shorts down to their ankles; my dad's hips slamming into my wife's big backside as she leaned over and worked her vegetable garden. I had witnessed this scene many times but it never failed to get my cock twitching.

"Good morning everyone!" Jeanine declared as she bounced into the kitchen.

"What's going on in the backyard, daddy?" Jeanine asked.

"Your mom and grandpa 'gardening' again," I replied.

"Sorry, silly question. Grandpa does like his mornings in the garden with mom..."

Jeanine and I stood there by the window and watched the familiar fuck scene, the sounds of Charlie's and Granny O's lovemaking a fitting musical accompaniment. With each powerful thrust of my old man's hips, my wife's whole body would jiggle, her fat tits flopping back and forth inside her tee-shirt. Jeanine reached over and started to fondle my cock through the material of my shorts as we watched. In response, I placed my arm over her shoulder and teased her right nipple through her tee shirt.

"Everything work out OK upstairs?" I asked.

"Mmm, yeah," replied Jeanine. "Janey and Clarence are still at it. Janey's convinced she can get that big thing inside her, so they may be at it a while yet."

"Say, Honey," I said, "how about helping your old man out and giving me a nice kiss down below?"

Without acknowledging, Jeanine knelt down, pulled out my cock, kissed the swollen head a few times, and slid it into her warm mouth. I placed my hand on her head as she made love to my cock and continued to watch my father bang my wife.

"You know, kitten," I mused, "I didn't think this weekend would turn out very well. But it really was a fun time..."

"Uh huh, it really was, daddy," she said while she stroked my cock and kissed the tip, "but it shouldn't be a big surprise... It's always fun with the Orells."

"Yes it is, kitten," I replied with a contented grin, "it surely is..."

THE END