Keeping up with the Joneses Ch. 06

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It's going to be a long, hot summer.
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Part 6 of the 6 part series

Updated 06/08/2023
Created 12/27/2016
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Author's note: Lots of kinky exhibitionism, voyeurism and incest ahead! Also some mild drug use. Peter, the family's neighbor, makes a return in this episode, so if a friendly, somewhat portly gent joining in the fun bugs you, you might want to read something else. If you like the story or have some useful feedback, I'd love to hear from you. This story is a side project I hammer away at when I need to take a break from other stuff, but comments and positive feedback encourage me to keep at it and get the next part out faster.

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I stretched out on the chaise longue. The sun massaged me with its warm rays, the heat combining with my post-coital glow to suffuse me with blissful languor. I blinked behind my sunglasses and refocused on my book. On the chair beside me, mom turned the page of her own novel.

"You should call back Mrs Blanchard about that job today," she reminded me.

"Mmm, I will," I drawled.

I heard a car door clunk shut. There was a murmur of voices that my sanguine state tuned out and I delved back into the book I was reading. Fifteen minutes later, the back door slid open and Cat stepped out, dressed in a delicious, flower patterned string bikini, a rolled towel under her arm.

"Hey guys," she greeted us, dropping her towel on one of the poolside chairs.

"Hey hon," said mom. I idly waved at my sister.

"Had a good run?" asked mom.

"Yeah, it was nice," said Cat. "Ran into Peter out front - invited him over for a swim. That cool?"

"Of course," said mom.

Catherine slowly walked down the steps into the shallow end of the pool and pushed herself onto her back. I watched as she floated into the centre of the pool. There was a clank as the side gate latch lifted and Peter came around the side of the house, clad in a pair of swimming trunks, his barrel chest bare.

"Heyo!" he announced his presence, his deep voice cheerful, as usual.

"Hi Pete," said mom. Feeling delightfully lethargic, it was all I could do to manage another wave.

"Gonna be a scorcher today," said the big man, wading into the pool. "Perfect for a swim - thanks for having me 'round."

"You know you're welcome any time," said mom, looking up from her book to give Peter a quick smile.

I turned a page and sank back into the novel I was reading while Peter leaned back against the side of the pool and closed his eyes. Cat was still drifting in the centre of the water and mom was happily absorbed in the pages of her own book. It was comfortably quiet - just the sound of grasshoppers chirping and the occasional call of a bird. The book I was reading was awfully good and I lost track of time, traipsing through the pages at a rate of knots until the splash of falling water drew me out of my reverie.

Cat pulled herself out of the pool and wandered over to her towel. I watched over the top of my book as her tits bounced gently with each step. She unfurled the rolled up cloth and spread it on the flagstones before walking over to the table beside mom and picking up the bottle of sunscreen that sat upon it.

Returning to her towel, she proceeded to coat her skin with the thick liquid. I couldn't help but watch the endeavour, my eyes drawn to the pleasant way her boobs squished as she rubbed them down and the way her eye-catching, flat stomach rippled as she twisted to do her arms. After watching her finish coating her front, I was about to offer to do her back when she looked over at Peter, who had just climbed out of the pool.

"Can you get my back?" she asked.

"No problem," said Peter.

I watched over the top of my book as Cat handed Peter the sunscreen and lay down on the towel. The big man straddled her ass, squeezed a healthy dollop of cream onto his palm and began rubbing it into her skin. While he worked it in, I noticed Cat push her ass up against his crotch. She moaned quietly as Peter squeezed the flesh where her shoulders met her neck, his big, rough fingers sinking powerfully into her muscles. Still gently bucking her ass back against him, Cat reached back to undo the knot that tied her bikini top.

From behind my sunglasses, I could see that Catherine's soft sounds and insistent grinding was having a predictable effect upon our neighbour. A prominent bulge tented the front of his trunks. He grunted quietly and pushed the hefty swelling against her butt as he worked his hands down her back. Once he reached her asscheeks, I watched Cat casually reach down to undo the bows that tied the strings running just below her hips. Peter calmly pushed the unlaced bikini bottom out of the way, scandalously squeezing my sister's exposed ass.

Cat opened her eyes, which had been closed in bliss up to that point, and looked back at Peter. She very deliberately arched her back, raising her buttocks, presenting herself to him. Had a UFO appeared over our backyard right then, my gaze would have remained locked on the salacious scene before me. There was no way I could stop watching.

Peter leaned forward, supporting himself with one hand on the ground, and used the other to pull his swimming trunks down. His fat cock flopped free, slapping against Catherine's buttocks. Returning his hands to those marvellous globes of flesh, her pried them apart and nestled his tool in her asscrack. Cat resumed her gentle bucking, nursing Peter's hefty organ to full hardness until it lay, bloated and stiff, between her asscheeks. Having prepared the slab of meat for the task she required of it, my sister calmly pulled her legs out from under our neighbour and raised herself onto her hands and knees before him.

Without any fuss, like it was the most natural thing in the world, Peter got to his feet, squatting behind my sister's offered hindquarters, and fed his cock into her pussy.

"I'm feeling a little peckish," said mom, putting her book down, seemingly oblivious to our neighbour mounting her daughter like a farm animal right in front of her. She looked over at Peter, who had begun to slowly thrust his girthy shaft into Cat's cunt. "You going to join us for a bite to eat?"

"Ngh- sure," grunted Peter, his hands clamped to Catherine's amazing ass, his hips flexing as he fucked her with leisurely, lazy strokes. "Thanks."

"Hmmm, I might order in some Thai," said mom. "Any requests?"

"I'll take a pad thai, Pam," said Peter, his thighs slapping softly against Cat's with every unhurried thrust of his hips.

"Make -uh- mine a pork -uh- pad see ew," said Catherine from beneath the large man. She dropped from her hands to an elbow and reached between her legs to massage her clit as Peter serviced her.

"Alex?" said mom, turning to me.

I tore my eyes off the depraved vision of Peter and Catherine's casual, bestial mating.

"Uh, green curry and rice please," I blathered. My cock was once again trying to starve my brain of blood, despite having spent itself so wildly that morning. So distracted by the nonchalant carnality occurring in our backyard, I hadn't even realised the obscene way the swollen monster was tenting my swimming shorts.

Mom pushed her sunglasses up and gave me a knowing smile before leaning over and picking up her phone.

"Geez, Alex," said Cat looking up from her and Peter's blasé breeding session to observe my groaning erection with an expert eye while mom dialed the restaurant to place our order. "You'd better get over here before you damage yourself."

I took off my sunglasses, put my book down and swung my legs off the sunlounger, pulling off my trunks as I got to my feet. With my desperately aroused dick bobbing hungrily before me, I was about to go join the party when mom, still on the phone, reached out and took my hand.

"Yes, that's the address," said mom. Phone held to her ear, she lay back on the lounger and spread her legs.

"I'd like an order of cashew nut chicken," she said into the handset, pulling the bottom of her swimsuit to one side and revealing her pussy to me as she spoke. She looked me in the eye and tapped her hand against her exposed fuck hole.

How could I refuse? I climbed between her legs, bracing myself with my hands on the edge of the chair. My cock hung just above her cunt lips and I bit back a groan of pleasure when she wrapped her fingers around my tumescent cum-hose and pulled it down toward her cunny.

"Also, a pad thai, a pad see ew and a green curry," continued mom as her slick wetness engulfed my searingly hot organ. I lowered myself onto her and mom slid her free hand under my arm and over my back while she spoke calmly with the person taking our order. I could hear them asking if we wanted white or brown rice with the chicken and the curry.

"Two white rice, please," responded mom. With my face pressed against the opposite side of her head from the phone, my nose filling with the sweet scent of her hair, I gently bucked my hips. Mom's legs rocked back and forth in the air on either side of my waist as I pushed into her.

Her pussy felt sublime and I buried my face into the nape of her neck, smothering the moans I could not prevent from escaping my lips. I could feel her body, her ample breasts, pressed against my chest through the thin material of the one-piece swimsuit she was wearing. My ass rose and fell in short humping thrusts. My cock shunted in and out of her hole, her pussy lips clinging wetly to my shaft each time I withdrew.

"Great, I think that's everything," said mom into the phone. While I was melting from exquisite pleasure, she was somehow keeping her cool. It was debilitatingly erotic. "Oh, one more thing," she added, "could your delivery person bring it around the side of the house? We're in the backyard and I don't want to miss the doorbell."

The person on the other end of the line said something I couldn't make out.

"Forty minutes? Great," said mom. "Thank you. Bye bye."

Mom put the phone down on the table and wrapped her other arm around me.

"All right hon, you can go a little harder now," she directed me.

I acquiesced to her demand. My balls slapped against her asshole. The chaise longue creaked and shook beneath us. She exhaled in short, panting gasps. I nibbled and bit at her neck. While I rhythmically pumped my bloated penis into her welcoming cunt, mom moved her hand from my back and slipped it between us and down to her clit. I felt her massage it furiously as I heaved up and down atop her.

Her orgasm arrived quickly. I felt her hips spasm beneath me, her pussy clenching on my shaft. A succession of short, mewling moans escaped her lips. The sight, the sound, the sublime sensation pushed me over the edge.

"'M gonna cum," I grunted.

"In -uh- my mouth," commanded mom, still panting through her own climax.

I pulled out of her spasming cock-hole as quick as I could, rolling out from between her divine legs and clambering off the sunlounger. Still furiously abusing her clit, mom turned her head towards my throbbing dick and opened her mouth. A sublime pressure built in my groin and I quickly jerked my hand up and down my cock until powerful spurts of slimy white sperm shot from my cum-slit into her open orifice. My hips twitched uncontrollably and I watched through lust-drunk eyes as ropes of my ejaculate splattered my mother's lips, cheeks and chin.

Once my convulsing phallus had calmed down, mom lifted her hand to it and pulled the still-swollen tip past her lips. She swallowed the cum I'd pumped into her mouth while firmly sucking the last few drops from my blissed-out organ in the same action.

Breathing heavily with post-coital exhaustion, I sat down on the chair behind me and watched as mom scooped a few of the errant strands of my glistening seed from her lips and licked them off her fingers.

"Did I get it all?" asked mom, looking at me and turning her face slightly from side to side.

"Uh, yeah," I grinned. "Looking good mom."

Mom smiled warmly at me before picking her book back up. Beside the pool, Peter was lying peacefully on Cat's towel, his fat, spent cock lolling flaccidly against his leg. My sister picked herself up from where she had been lying beside him and wandered over to mom and I were sitting. Her pussy shone wetly and I noticed a heavy glob of thick jizz clinging to her labia.

"I think I wore the old man out," she said, grinning wickedly. "I'm going to grab a drink. You guys want anything?"

"Why don't you bring out a pitcher of lemonade?" said mom. "And maybe a beer for the dead guy over there, if he wants," she added with a glance at Peter.

"Hey, quit picking on me," objected Peter from his supine position. "You ladies could knock any guy out. Alex knows what I'm talking about, right bud?"

"I dunno, I think I'm about ready for another round," I quipped.

"Psh!" chuckled Peter. "I appear to be surrounded by a wicked family of villains!"

Catherine strolled over to him and looked down imperiously, her hands on her hips.

"You want that beer, old man?"

"Yes please," he smiled back at her.

"Here, I'll help," I offered, getting up to follow Cat inside. "I need to grab Mrs. Blanchard's card anyway - I didn't put her number in my phone."

"Do you think you could bring my purse out, too?" asked mom. "It's on the table in the foyer."

Nodding at my mom's request, I followed Cat inside and went upstairs to grab the card Madame Blanchard had given me from my room before stopping to pick up mom's purse and a stack of three glasses, leaving Catherine to handle the lemonade and Peter's beer. I proceeded back outside and, after handing a glass and her purse over to mom, I poured myself some lemonade and left the three to chat by the pool while I took my drink and phone up to the deck. I entered Elise's number into my phone and hit 'dial'.

My cock had been fucked and sucked into submission by that point, but the tingling excitement I felt in the pit of my stomach as I listened to the phone ring and thought about the job offer I was about to agree to made it throb faintly with excitement. By the time Elise answered my call, the indomitable beast was slowly coming to life.

"Salut?"

"Hi, Madame Blanchard, it's Alex."

"Oh! Hello Alex!" exclaimed Elise in her elegant french accent. "Please, call me Elise. I am glad you are calling back so soon - I hope it is to say you will come work for me?"

"Uh, yes," I said. As I spoke, a powerful, anxious excitement bubbled through me. "Yes, I would like to take you up on that offer."

"Merveilleux!" exclaimed the cheerful woman. "I am so pleased! I would like you to start as soon as possible - can you come by on monday afternoon, say, three o'clock, so I can show you how things work?"

"I can do that," I agreed. "Should I, um, wear anything specific? You, uh, mentioned something about clothes..."

"No no no," explained Madame Blanchard. "I can provide everything you need - well, except, maybe, appropriate footwear. Do you have some black boots?"

"I have some ankle length Dr Martens - would they be ok?" I replied, wondering what she had in store for me that would require such footwear.

"Excellent! They will be perfect. I think you will very much like working here, Alex."

I couldn't help but smile at the french woman's exuberant cheerfulness. "Thanks very much, ma'am."

"Au revoir, mon ami!"

I put the phone down on the deck table and slumped back on the bench, exhaling explosively. I looked down my chest, towards my knees. Between my legs, my cock stood proudly erect, the skin of my glans tight and red with excited arousal - the result of my nervous excitement over working for Madame Blanchard. I grinned and got up to join everyone else by the pool.

Cat had reclaimed her towel during my conversation with Madame Blanchard and Peter now lay on the chaise longue next to mom's, nursing his beer. Catherine was propped up on her elbows, trying to explain, over mom's objections, why the strange movie we had watched the other night had actually been a real work of art, while Peter laughed and played the part of 'impartial' adjudicator. I sat down on the edge of Cat's towel, looking to avoid singeing my naked ass on the hot flagstones.

"C'mon Cat, just admit it was kinda rubbish," I jibed, giving her butt a squeeze.

"Two against one," announced Peter. "It's not looking good for the weirdo clown movie."

"It wasn't a 'weirdo clown movie'!" protested Cat. "And Lex's opinion doesn't count - he can be bought," she added, sticking her tongue out at mom.

"Excuse me?" I demurred archly, even as I shifted to straddle Cat's leg and used both hands to manhandle her round cheeks. "I think you'll find my integrity to be above reproach."

"Oh really?" said my sister snidely, looking over her shoulder at me and wiggling her bum.

I sank my fingers into the ripe flesh of her buttocks, pulling the majestic globes apart to reveal the wrinkled bud of her anus and the glistening petals of her snatch. There was still cum clinging to her pussy lips and more oozed out of her hole as I groped her ass. My penis throbbed hungrily. Unable to stop myself, I rubbed the head of my cock against her slimy cunt-lips.

"See?" said Cat, raising her ass and letting my swollen glans slip into her slick tunnel. "I'll have him on my side in no time."

Holding myself up over her back, I slowly pushed my stiff fuck-pole into my sister's pussy, relishing the wet warmth of her welcoming sheath. However, I still couldn't let her malign my honour as she had, even as began pumping my tool into her pussy.

"Still pretty sure it was a bad movie," I grinned from over her shoulder, flexing my hips and enjoying the velvety, moist grip of her cunny on my shaft.

Cat flashed me a scornful sneer. "I'll let you put it in my ass if you change your tune."

That gave me pause.

"You know," I opined, pulling my cock out of Cat's cunt and kneeling over her ass, "on further reflection, I may not have given the film the respect it is due."

My engorged member was slick with an obscene mix of my sister's juices and her cunt's previous occupant's sloppy ejaculate. Cat spread her legs a little further and I placed my glistening, bloated glans against her sphincter. Catherine's anus knew how to take a dick and mine was well lubed. Her asshole flexed and my cockhead popped into her easily.

"Yesss," I groaned, "I -ngh- think there were certain aspects of the -uh- movie that set it on a different level from other, lesser works."

While Peter laughed, mom shook her head ruefully.

"Alex, dear, don't let your sister manipulate you like that."

"Can you really blame him?" said Peter with a mirthful grin.

Fully seated in her anus, my balls resting against her perineum, my cock was in heaven. Cat's anal passage exerted a delicious pressure on my rigid shaft, squeezing around it like a greasy vice. I leaned over her back again and bucked my hips, my pelvis bouncing against her buttocks with a soft *paf paf paf* sound as I commenced assfucking her.

"This reminds me of those parties you and Lou used to throw," said Peter as he and mom idly watched her offspring's incestuous sodomy.

"I know," said mom. "They were fun, weren't they?"

"That's an understatement," chuckled Peter.

"Maybe I'll see if Lewis will be up for holding another one when he gets back," she continued, leaning on her elbow, casually observing the salacious display before her. "At least the kids are old enough we won't have to send them off to camp or something."

Two weeks ago, performing such a vulgar act in front of an audience, let alone this specific audience, would have been unthinkable, but now I did it without worry, only a sizzling flame of excitement. I was thoroughly enjoying myself, on display and participating in the most taboo of carnal acts. I slowly pulled back until only my swollen, mushroom-like glans was lodged behind Cat's ring of muscle. There was an obscene slurp as a bit of air escaped her sphincter, but nobody made any fuss; it was just something you heard when you were watching some intense assfucking.

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