I suppose it's sort of weird; but I found myself wondering if Dave had known just how big his Dad's cock was. Sure, Dave's seriously well hung, but Dad's really huge, like porn star size big. So I figured, seeing as how guys are always comparing, come on, if my horny little Brother had ever seen just how big his Dad's cock was, wouldn't he have mentioned it? I sort of figured he would have, well accidentally caught Mom and Dad doing the nasty; and of course, knowing my sneaky little Brother, that would most likely have been accidentally on purpose! Only, Dave hadn't ever said anything, so I figured, as usual, my little Brother was clueless. For sure he hadn't known that I knew what to expect; or that, like I said, that I knew from first-hand experience. Anyway, what I really wanted to know was, 'Why isn't the little creep reacting?' I mean gosh, in his place, no way would I ever have been able to just sit there quietly. Whatever, I was pretty sure that later, and probably right after he'd done his best to fuck my brains out, Dave and I would have one of those seriously interesting little Brother-Sister talks!
Of course I hadn't given up on getting a rise out of my silently gawking Brother. No worries; After all, I had yet to unleash my signature move. Only before I could deliver my pièce de résistance, and while I slowly stroked a fist up and down Dad's cock, my tongue darting out to lick his bouncing balls, my tongue-tied Brother slipped the knot. So, I got to listen to his cajoling, "Come on sis, all of it!"
What choice did I have? None, so I flipped Dave off. And then, I locked my hands behind my back and swallowed ten deliciously thick inches of wickedly throbbing cock. Dad groaned, Dave muttered a surprised sounding "Oh shit," and Mom, who I had forgotten all about, whooped "Woowoo!"
Playing to my audience, and OK, because I love doing it, and yeah, because I can sometimes be a trashy showoff, I fucked Dad's cock with my mouth. And oh God, I loved the feel of all that cock sliding through my lips; actually, almost as much as I loved the feel of its big head pushing in to my throat! But with the taste of Dad's precum filling my mouth, I stopped making like a berserk elevator. Then, while holding tight to an overflowing fistful of cock, I leaned back, my eyes searching for my Dad's. Well of course I found them, and in fact was looking straight in to them as I began to slowly jack my grinning Daddy off. Well that big old cock of his was oozing cum, my fist was powering up and down its full, wickedly slick length, and I was waiting for Dad to reach for my head.
So OK, I was sort of hoping Dad would, like he sometimes does when getting one of my blow-jobs, tangle his fingers in my hair. And then, oh god, if he did, and then if I was lucky he would make my morning. And gosh, all he would have had to do was bounce my head up and down, while hot spurts of cum splashed either in to my mouth or straight in to my throat. Total bummer, he didn't do that! So, I pouched out a pouty lip, sniffling as I looked pleadingly up at Dad. It wasn't working, so I gave up the dramatics, and took him pretty much the same way I'd taken his son the first time I had, yup, blown the little fucker!
Actually, that first time I hadn't exactly blown Dave. What started out as an innocent little reach around, expertly delivered after I had caught him playing voyeur, had wound up with me on my knees, jacking the peeping-Tom off as he blasted his freaking load straight in to my wide open mouth. Hey, but my lips never actually touched is dick; so see, no blow-job! But then, Dad didn't know any of that, and what does it matter anyway?
In the kitchen with Dad, he leaned back; sharp little breaths puffing from his lips as my fist worked his still spit slippery cock. I positioned my open mouth just above his big dick's cum leaking head. Well, then I up the tempo of my pumping fist, and ooh, ooh, ooh, that did the trick! Yup, and just like Dave had, my Dad launched spurt after creamy spurt of his cum in to my open mouth. So yeah, I suppose that's why I had thought about that first time with my Brother; which of course had been nothing at all like the first time I had done Dad. Back then, I had a freaking mouthful of Dad's hard cock; and then, wham-o, suddenly I had a mouthful of hard cock, and a mouthful of cum. But in the kitchen, Dad's cock wasn't even in my freaking mouth when it began spewing; bummer, or any time during that ongoing spew either! Uh-huh, and then when Dad stopped pumping it out, I used my slowly swirling tongue to lap up the left over cum smearing the swollen head of the cock still pulsing in my slowly pistoning fist. That was hot; but then, so was hearing Dave's repetitively muttered, "Oh fuck!"
Dad's cock was still hard as a baseball bat, and gripped in my fist, it felt just about as thick, and yeah, just about as freaking hard! And more or less operating on autopilot, I let go of it. Then, because I just absolutely had to do it, I opened-wide, and in one quick smooth downward bob, drove the purplish head of Dad's cock in to my throat. Uh-huh, and as intended, Dad gasped and went, and like wow, momentarily rigid. His body I mean; because oh God yes, that big cock of his hadn't softened, not even a little bit! But I only did it once, and honestly that once was only because I love making a guy gasp that way. Gosh, they get so sensitive after cuming; really, they do!
I was on my feet looking down at Dad's upward thrusting cock, and yeah, thinking about that stupid ring toss game. But damn it, I was still pondering my self-imposed prohibition against fucking in the kitchen, when bummer, Dad began to chuckle. And as if that wasn't bad enough, he tugged his robe back in to place, still chuckling as his "Oh no baby, don't even think about it," made up my mind for me.
I turned, hands on my hips as I eyed my Brother. And oh yeah, I could see that Dave was up and ready. But, once again silly me stood there waiting for yet another guy with a hard on to make his move. Woowoo, and my Brother made his move, well Ok, he started to anyway. Uh-huh, and that's when Mom, remember Mom, settled her apron over my head. She was tying it around my waist as she cheerily ordered, "Sit back down Dave!"
I stood there in the kitchen, yeah, probably with my freaking mouth hanging open, and asked myself, 'What the fuck just happened?' So then, I heard Mom say, "Honestly Dave, I don't see why your sister should have all the fun!" Then, with that cheery tone replaced by a throaty growl, Mom positively purred, "Wait, first though...Dave honey, lose the shorts!"
Mom, naked and looking hotter than Hell, and just coincidentally making me consider a taste treat other than hard cock, patted my ass. Well, then sounding just a bit too smug to suit me, she suggested, "Fix yourself something to eat darling!" Yeah, and then the wicked witch actually pushed me towards the stove, while adding a cruel, "Go on, Mama's gonna take care of your Brother's appetite!"
Surprise, I wasn't hungry! I gave the stove the once over anyway, making sure my obviously sex addled Mother hadn't left a burner on or something equally senile like. Well of course she hadn't! But I did spot a towering stack of pancakes warming in the oven, intended for my Brother no doubt. Dad, who of course noticed my scowl of abused consternation chuckled, yes, again! Then, when I waved the spatula at him menacingly, the horrid bastard actually cooed a mocking, "Poor, poor baby!"
I sent that spatula flying in the general direction of the freaking sink. Then, I turned to check on Mom, but she was already down on her knees. Uh-huh, and my Brother's cock was nowhere to be seen. Yeah, well I knew where it was, exactly where it was!
Seeing as how I was, at least temporarily relegated to the role of audience, I figured that I deserved a ringside seat. Of course I did, but first I wanted out of that dumb apron. So, fumbling behind my neck, I got it untied, let it fall to the floor, and for good measure kicked it across the room. With that done, and feeling deliciously naughty, I moseyed over. Yup, and then I pushed Mom's head down. Although, I suppose having caught her on a downward bob, really all I did was hold it down. Anyway, manufacturing a sort of déjà vu Moment, I sarcastically intoned, "well, guess I was right!"
Dave, I mean if he was thinking at all, must have been wondering; because, I was alluding to my first sexual encounter with Dad. And that time, Mom had shown up, with me in no position to say "Hi," because of course, I had a mouthful of her Husband's big dick. So, paraphrasing her, and not that she was in any position to correct me, at least not with her mouth likewise crammed full of cock, I teased, "Oh my, and you took it all too!" And then, turning it in to a smartass question, I asked, " But then, really I suppose that was inevitable too, wasn't it Mom?"
When I released Mom's head, she went right back to work, proving I wasn't the only one in the family addicted to the feel of hard cock sliding through her lips. And for sure Mom wasn't having any trouble deep throating my Brother; but then, he isn't quite as big as his Daddy! Still, reminding me of me, Mom seemed to be awfully eager to drive the big head of my Brother's cock in to her throat, and that would be over and over! Gee, and her downward plunges even began with the fat head of that cock slamming through her lips. Wow, it sort of gave me an entirely new perspective on that like Mother, like Daughter thing!
Mom came up for air...finally, and I wondered if she was about to give me a turn. Not! But then, I should have known better! Instead, while she stroked a slow moving fist up and down my Brother's wetly glistening cock, with nothing better to do than pout, I watched her whisper something in to his ear. Then she stepped back, one fist resting on a cocked hip, actually smirking as she waited to see what her blushing step-son would do. Well, I was sort of anxious to see what the bozo would do too!
Of course I'd been expecting him to, and I'd been watching for it; but, Dave hadn't once glanced over to where his Father sat watching. But then, right before he stood up, Dave did sneak a quick look at Dad. Huh, and all Dad did was give this barely perceptible nod. That was good enough for Dave, and he practically launched himself off that barstool. But, Brother or not, lover, well fuck buddy or not, I was prepared to call him a dork. I mean wow, he was standing there sporting this jutting boner, but still wearing his T-shirt! But, I resisted the temptation; mostly because, I have this silly rule about not pissing off a guy sporting an eight-inch boner. I mean, it's just common sense after all! Mom, well I saw Mom nod, then spin around, and well, assume the position. So of course, right away I'm thinking, 'Wow, apparently Mom doesn't have some silly prohibition against kitchen fucking after all!' Who knew? Ah well, I contented myself with a sigh, and of course a pouty sounding, "no fair!"
Uh-huh, well I could have sworn I heard a haughty snicker from Mom, who had settled, bent over, her head pillowed on her crossed arms. She spread her long legs, waggled her admittedly sexy ass, and oh God, I so wanted to scream! And I just couldn't help myself when she giggled, no really; and then actually had the nerve to challenge Dave with a totally stupid sounding, "Come on hotdog, give your Mama some of what you're sister's been getting!"
I didn't so much scream as squeal, "really Mother!"
Mom ignored me. But then, so did my little Brother. And who could blame him; after all he was totally focused on Mom's ass. Still, as he stepped in to position, I caught his softly exhaled, "OK then...batter up!"
Before he latched on to Mom's hips, Dave hesitated for, oh say about a heartbeat. Uh-huh, and that was the last hesitating he did! No shit, because in the same move the little fucker had slammed fully in to her. Ooh, and he did it with this wickedly forceful thrust too! Ugg, I was so freaking jealous! Oh God, and that was of course even before he began banging these rapid-fire, balls deep thrusts in to her. Fuck yes I wanted to scream; because yeah, I was freaking jealous!
Resigned, and OK, dealing with that jealousy thing, and also aware that I was mimicking Mom; I turned to face the bar, bent and pillowed my head on folded arms. Naturally, I was, well gosh, like captivated by the sight of my Brother's very wet, and very big dick pistoning in and out between my Mother's legs. Well, I was; at least whenever I wasn't staring in to her eyes, or wondering what it would feel like to be behind the damn cock diving in and out of her pussy. So, it's no wonder, and I suppose the word would be automatically, whatever, totally unaware, I assumed the position. And no, not being a dork, I didn't stand there thrusting my hips, jabbing my nonexistent dick in to a steamy bit of nonexistent pussy. Nope, but my legs were stretched out and spread wide, leaving my pussy exposed and most definitely accessible. And lucky me, even though he could have understandably been, like totally fixated on the sight of his Wife being enthusiastically fucked by his equally enthusiastic Son, Daddy took notice of little old me. Woowoo, even better, the hunky stud took advantage of what, I completely innocently of course, had on offer!
From the corner of my eye, I saw Dad coming. Naturally, I pretended that I hadn't! I didn't even react when his hands settled on either side of my still folded arms. Uh-huh, well fuck that! This horny little bitch was grinning and staring in to her Mother's eyes, when, just before he nosed the big head of his big ten incher in to position, Dad chuckled. I grinned, even if I didn't know what the fuck he found so freaking amusing! Oh God, and I went right on grinning, right up to the Moment that huge head force me open, penetrating me, and forcing me to suck in a gasped breath. And then, while I puffed-out oohs, slowly, maddeningly slowly, Dad slid inch after deliciously thick inch of his hot hard cock in to me. Well, then just about the time I was thinking, 'Hey, what the fuck,' and anticipating one of Dad's wickedly delivered, vagina expanding balls deep thrusts, I opened my eyes.
No surprise, Mom was smiling sweetly over at me. But, to my utter astonishment, my Brother, the freaking Energizer Bunny of fucking wasn't obliviously banging his big dick in and out of her. Oh sure he was balls deep in Mom, but he wasn't moving, just staring down at, well nothing really! I mean, with his Father's big dick seeing out of sight, buried deep in my pussy, there really wasn't all that much for him to be gawking at. So for one horrid Moment neither of the Steel boys was doing much of anything; I mean, besides occupying a bit of pussy!
Luckily for Mom, and I should know, my Brother can gawk and deliver a pretty fine fuck at the same time. And after regaining his attention by nearly bowling him over with a backward thrust of her hips, that's just what he did. Uh-huh, so Dave was banging hard, rhythmically delivered thrusts in and out of Mom, when luckily for me, Dad decided to do something besides try to screw himself even deeper in to me. Now I'm not complaining; I mean gosh, I was full of, seriously full of vagina churning cock after all! But what I like about getting fucked by my Dad, and his Son to for that matter, is that they both like to pound out what my Brother refers to as a, 'pedal to the medal fuck!'
Dad went with an alternative approach, treating me to a round of deliciously exquisite torture. And Ok, so what if it left me whimpering? What, just because my Dad held me captive, his big hands clamped around my hips as he eased these slow, and I hesitate to actually say thrusts in and out of me, what, I shouldn't have wanted more? Yeah well, at least there was a whole lot of that in and out thing going down! I mean, oh my god, he just kept on screwing these rotating thrusts in and out of me. Yup, he repeatedly pulled that big cock right out of me; and then, reentering me, he slowly cork-screwed it deep in to me. And, because Mom was already aiming loud insistent pleas at my Brother, I didn't feel right about screaming anything like my usual and frequently loudly repeated, 'fuck me, fuck me,' or 'harder, harder!' Oh sure, I wanted to alright; only, I didn't want to sound like a copy-cat!
Believe it, Mom was really working it, hands braced against the bar, hips churning as she filled the kitchen with her echoing cries. And of course, my frequently less than obedient Brother gave her exactly what she demanded. So, he was grunting and pounding in these rapid-fire thrusts; and then, wham-O, suddenly Mom was cuming! Well sure I'd seen Mom scream her way through more than one orgasm. Gosh, and more than once too, while lying between her legs, my tongue had ripped a few of the loud sort loose. Still, somehow I just didn't know what to think about her cuming all over my Brother's big dick. Well OK, I did, and it totally turned me on! Go figure, it seemed to have the same effect on dear old Dad. Yup, and even before I could get around to insistently screaming demands, well gosh, Dad was already on it!
Whoop-de-doo, I was getting fucked, and that's fucked just the way I like it best too! Gosh, and really, it really wasn't all that different from the fuck Dad had been dishing out. I mean, Dad still had my hips clamped in a vice like grip, and he was still screwing nearly ten inches of hot hard cock in and out of me. Uh-huh, except of course I was getting loud; because, he was absolutely hammering these balls deep thrusts in to me. And oh God yes, he was still penetrating me with every one of them too! I stopped screaming "Harder, harder, harder," but only because, wow, I was going orgasmic. But then, right there next to me, so was good old Brother Dave.
Gosh, I mean it was, like totally obvious Dave was cuming! Seriously, he was bellowing, "Oh fuck," over and over. Of course bellowing didn't stop the charmer from firing a frenzied flurry of wickedly wild thrusts in to our orgasm bound Mother. Fuck, it was awesome! It was sort of mind-blowing, I mean, we actually came together, you know, like in this totally unexpected and almost simultaneous orgasm. So Ok, it's not as if we were like singing a freaking duet or anything; still, we were both screaming our fool heads off!
Mom was reduced to panting out oohs. Dave was, alert the media, bellowing his way through an orgasm. And me, well, inspired by their example, I came all over my Daddy's big dick. And yeah, I certainly wasn't silent; nope, I believe I was loudly screaming, "Fuck me!" And so what if I repeated myself, or that I lost it, uping the volume with every one of my Daddies pussy penetrating thrust? I mean gosh, he seemed determined to fuck my brains out! He didn't of course; but, woowoo, I came, climaxing with my grunting Father's thighs slapping against my ass, and his pistoning cock pumping me full of cum!
The fireworks had ended; and, Mom and I were giggling and hugging. Dad and Dave, what else, being boys, did one of those truly dumb fist-bump things. Really, they did! And then, guess what! Give? Well, momentarily feeling mellow, I obediently retrieved that freaking apron; and then, yeah, I actually served my smirking asshole of a Brother breakfast. Uh-huh, so while Dave stuffed his face, with my Dad's cum beginning to streak my thighs, I got to cook my own breakfast. But, by then Mom had led Dad off. Uh-huh, and that had left me wondering if maybe she thought Dad would be good for another go. I should know; so yeah, I figured he would be up for it!
Forget about Mom and Dad; after all, I was left alone with my Brother. And like I said, Dave is a perpetually horny stud, with a big dick he proudly claims is, 'Licensed to fuck!' Anyway, while Dave ate, as expected, he busted me! First off, and he wasn't even looking at me when he said, "Come on Sis, that wasn't your first time!" Well, it wasn't a question! And while I sputtered 'aahs,' he sort of let me slip off the hook.
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