Fucked Up Family:>Ep11
There was a loud crack. Then a BOOM. Lexi started laughing like a maniac. Peals. The forest filled with a discordantly loud hush as the skies opened up and started soaking everything.
Austin began laughing too. Lexi buried her head in her brother’s shoulder. Her wet hair plastered to his chest. Her breasts. Neither sibling stopped thrusting for even a moment. The rain coming down like the lake itself was being dumped onto them.
Austin felt his legs slip back in the mud.
“Whoah!” Lexi cried. They both fell to the ground. Disengaged. Austin rolled onto his back and moaned. Pain or frustration he couldn’t say. The rain seemed to fall even harder. His big sister crawled over to him. She didn’t even ask if he was OK. Just reached for his still-erect dick and lowered herself onto him. Lexi leaned down and kissed her younger brother. Her wet hair, almost black from the rain, slapped lightly at his face.
Austin kissed her back. He exulted as Lexi began riding his dick. Little brother reached up and grabbed at big sister’s breasts. Lexi kept saying her boobs were too small, but Austin thought they were lovely. A little less than a handful, pointed pink nipples scratching at his palms. He leaned up to try and suckle one, but his big sister pushed him back down.
“Can’t fuck you properly if you do that,” Lexi said, “Next time. I promise you can sit and suck for as long as you like next time.”NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.
And Austin knew that it was true. There was going to be a next time and a time after that and a time after that. He saw it all in his mind’s eye. All the different places and positions that he and Lexi were going to fuck in. Big sister was going to be permanently penised by her little brother.
Lexi seemed to see it all, too, because as soon as she said ‘next time’ her body stiffened, and her eyes crossed. She fell forward, her pussy cinching around Austin’s cock, squeezing out his own orgasm. Something screamed inside Austin to cum — to fill his sister up with his fertility. But no, he’d promised. And somehow that last shred of consciousness kept him grounded.
Austin threw Lexi off his cock. She landed in the mud nearby with a splash. He jumped up, stood over Lexi — she was still shaking with orgasm — and started pumping his aching member.
“No!” Lexi screamed. Thunder boomed. She knocked her brother’s hand off his dick. Lexi stared up at him with something that looked beyond hunger. She started to stand, then fell back. Like an argument with herself. Finally she raised up on her knees and wrapped her mouth around her big brother’s cock.
“Oh Lexi!” Austin cried.
“Mmhmmm,” Lexi said. She reached back with her free hand and cradled her brother’s balls. Coaxed him to fill her mouth with his spend. If he had been even anywhere close to conscious, Austin would have realized this was the best blowjob he’d ever had in his life. Lexi’s pussy was great, but she was amazing with her mouth. But Austin’s brain was so high on sex and chemicals he couldn’t do anything except ride tsunami of need — hold on tight and hope.
“Your mouth…” Austin was rambling now. The pleasure all too much. “So good.”
“Whose mouth?” Lexi asked, so sexy with her tongue around his cock.
“Lexi’s,” Austin said, “My big sister’s. My big sister’s mouth is so goooooood!”
Lexi swallowed him deeper, practically taking his whole cock down her throat. And just like that, finally, it was all too much. Illicit ecstasy overtook him. Austin held onto his sister’s shoulders and roared as he shot blast after blast down his sister’s throat. The horny brunette hummed happily as she gulped it all down.
Finally sated, the two siblings fell back into the mud with a brown splash. Lexi crawled over to her little brother and pushed him back. Hung over him smiling. A thin line of his cum ran out of the corner of her lips. She licked it up, then leaned down and kissed him hard.
“Fuck I don’t know how I lived without that,” Lexi said. She patted his jaw. “Now let’s get up or we’re never going to get back.”
Austin was still gasping from his orgasm. Reaching for recovery. He thought about how far they still had to travel. How frequently the ‘episodes’ seemed to show up. Suddenly even a few feet felt like an epic journey. “I don’t… We’ve already done it twice and there’s a long way to go.”
“I know,” Lexi said, “We’ll have to do our best.”
“Cumming down the mountain,” Austin said.
“She’ll be riding her hot brother when she cums,” Lexi sang, a goofy smile on her face. The rain slowed down to a drizzle. The sun started to warm Austin’s mud-splattered chest.
*
Christine lay on her back and stared up at the bright, warm sun. Hoping that, somehow, it would all turn out to be a dream. A nightmare. Anything was better than the reality.
The blonde mother had just fucked her husband, taken his load — Begged for it. Screamed for it — right in front of their baby daughter. And that wasn’t even the worst thing she’d done that day. It might not have even fit in the top five. At least, Christine reflected, she had been with her husband at the time: someone she was supposed to have sex with.
The fact that Molly had watched her parents fuck was inappropriate, sure, but it hardly qualified as a problem next to the hundred other awful things they’d just done. A dark cloud slid across the sky and blocked out the bright light. Was the day suddenly getting grayer? Or was that Christine’s morbid imagination?
Christine felt another glob of her husband’s spend drip out of her pussy and down her thigh. God DAMN that man had cum a lot. He’d always been prodigious. He’d given her three kids before turning twenty-one, after all. But Christine couldn’t remember leaking like this before. Come to think of it, James’ cock had felt bigger than she remembered, too. Longer and definitely thicker. Good Lord. It wasn’t the first time Christine was glad she’d had her tubes tied. She’d have been having triplets after that barrage, no doubt.
The mother and wife rolled onto her side. Her little breasts barely hung down. She, her husband, and their youngest daughter were all still completely naked. Lying splayed across the campsite like spent shotgun shells. Christine looked over at James. His penis lay flaccid on his leg. Another monster slain, Christine thought with a smile. Her husband’s body was still muscular in his advancing age and the silver on his chest only made him seem more refined. Christine could see why her daughter had…
But no. That wasn’t fair. Saying it that way made it sound like Molly had made a decision. Christine knew as well as anyone, they’d all been out of control. She’d wanted James’ cock so bad, she’d have fucked him on the dining room table at her parents’ house during Thanksgiving dinner. It hardly would have mattered.
The fact that she’d been able to keep her head for at least a moment and make the sacrifice for Molly, even temporarily, Christine was oddly proud of herself. In a very strange, totally irrational way. But still.
Christine eyed her daughter warily. Molly’s flabby boobs and chunky thighs. The girl would be so pretty if she’d put in the effort. Well, maybe the events of the day might inspire Molly to finally get going. After all, if a good talking to from Daddy didn’t work, maybe a good fucking from her father would.
Christine laughed at that thought. Her husband and daughter both cocked their eyes at her. The same exact expression. Genetics are wacky, Christine thought.
“It’s OK,” Christine said for what felt like the hundredth time, “The pills. We couldn’t control it. Like a bad side effect. No one has to know. It’ll be our secret. The three of us.”
“Jeez, hon, do you think Austin and Alexis…?” James leaned his head on his hand. His handsome face creased with concern.
Christine hadn’t even considered that. But the two older siblings had taken the same pills and so sure enough they’d almost certainly had to have… Fuck.
“OK, the five of us,” Christine corrected herself. For a moment she had a picture in her mind of her oldest son fucking her oldest daughter and, to her horror, all she felt was tremendous jealousy. She quickly stuffed it back down.
“Mom?” Molly asked.
“What is it, baby?” Christine asked.
“Well, ummm how does your… I mean, how does it feel, like, right now?” Molly asked. Christine tried not to laugh at her daughter’s innocence. This was the same girl who’d been impaled on her father’s cock not so long ago. She should be able to say the words, at least.
“Does your pussy…” Christine stopped herself. At least be clinical! “Your vagina. Does it hurt? That’s perfectly natural after your first time. Oh honey, I’m so sorry. This should never have happened this way. I thought I was helping you at the time, but maybe we should have found another way. Kept you safe. That was your first time and, I mean, I know that had to be horrible for you. Has to be. But it’s OK and maybe it wasn’t the worst thing. I mean, better than some teenager who barely even knows where to…” Oh my God am I actually rationalizing this?
“No, Mom, it’s fine,” Molly said, “I’m fine. It’s just, my puss… I mean my vagina? It doesn’t hurt, exactly but do you know what I mean?”
As Molly spoke, Christine found herself drawn to her husband’s dick. It had been laying there like a tiny, shriveled worm only a second ago. But now it was as monolithic as ever. A deep dark purple and pointing outward. Throbbing. Harder and bigger than Christine had ever seen.
It was like an indicator. A flashing warning light. Not just about how her husband was feeling but her baby daughter, too. And then it came over Christine. That burning aching drive inside herself that didn’t request a cock — it screamed for one. Like having an unfilled pussy was the most painful thing in the world.
“Oh F… fu…”
Christine looked back at her husband. His face was as purple as his cock and he was sweating bullets. She felt so proud of him, working so hard to hold back. Well, Christine knew a damn good way to reward him. She crawled over to her husband, but was bowled over as James leapt past her and threw himself right on top of their youngest daughter.
Molly fell back, legs splayed. Father and daughter both groaned as they became one. Christine didn’t feel proud of her husband at all anymore.
“Need to… need to take care of our baby first,” James said. Christine could only twist her mouth in despair. She noticed her husband reach up and grab their little girl’s big tits immediately, almost before he was done slamming his cock home. Taking care of their little girl. Riiiiiight.
“Oh Daddy,” Molly sighed as her father filled her.
Christine ground her teeth but what could she say? “Just not inside,” she said, “Like before.”
“Uh huh,” father and daughter said it in almost the same voice. The two of them began rutting in the grass. Grunting and groaning. Molly’s thick thighs wrapped around her father, pulling his penis into her pussy as deep as she could.