Perverts 'R' Us

Beyond That Door: First Time for Mike

By Steven J. ( inc-fam, 1st time, Anal, Les )

The Story

Sunday started out as a blah kind of day. We all slept till noon and, one by one, found our way to the kitchen.

Our kitchen, as in most households today, is the central point of our home. Unlike most families, though, we still have our meals together there. Most of them anyway. We entertain casual and close friends there. Have our family meetings there. Well, let's just say that it is the central room in our house.

Mike was already there, eating his Captain Crunch cereal and reading the box.

"Well, young man," I said, "how do you feel this morning?"

"As long as I don't have to walk, I'm OK," he said. It was obvious that he was in some discomfort.

"I hear that." I got a glass from the cupboard and the O.J. from the fridge. I poured a big glass and asked Mike if he wanted some.

"So, what do you think about yesterday?" I asked as I poured him a glass.

"Well, Dad. Let's put it this way. I'm a 14-year-old boy that you and Mom have given permission to have all the sex that he can handle." He paused and looked me in the eye. "Duh?" is all he said.

That's all he needed to say. I had just, by my own definition, asked a dumb question, one to which I already knew the answer.

"Excuse me, wrong question." We both laughed.

"So, what do we do now," he asked with a serious tone in his voice. "I mean. This is all new. Do we carry on with our lives as usual, as if this is our natural way of life, or what?" he asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"I guess that everyone and everything changes at one point or another. This is just one thing that has changed in our life. Like your mother said, we are not going to force anyone to do anything. What you do with the changes is entirely up to you. Just keep in mind that we all have rights. Yours end where mine begin."

"Very good answer, Dad," Jen said as she entered the kitchen. "Couldn't have put it better myself."

I put my arm around her waist, under her robe. It was open and she had nothing on under it. She was still a little damp from her shower. I put my empty glass on the counter and wrapped my other arm around the other side. My hands went right to her ass.

"Look at you, 'Mr. Can I have the day off'," she mocked. "Don't start something that you can't finish right here and right now."

"According to 'The Rules' I can start anything, anywhere I want." I mocked her back. "All I need is a willing partner. Now, if you're not willing..."

I pushed her toward the table and she braced herself with her hands.

Mike got up from the table, put his dishes in the sink and put the box of cereal away.

"You don't have to leave if you don't want to, Mike," Jen said. She was hoping that he would stay. This is just what her dreams were made of.

"I will just have to figure out which one of you I want where," she said with a smile.

She slipped the robe off and it dropped to the floor. She leaned back and let me support her as she lay on the table. Her ass was right on the edge. My dick was already hard as I pressed against her. The only thing between it and her sweet pussy was my boxers.

I started kissing her nipples. They were almost as hard as my dick. I rolled each one around in my mouth for a few seconds before going on. I worked my way down her stomach to her belly button and wiggled my tongue in and around it. With Jen, that was just as good as licking her pussy to get her juices flowing.

I worked my way down. I was just about to wrap my lips around her clit when she stopped me.

"Tell you what. Mike needs some more practice at that. Let him go down there and you bring that big honker up here. I want to suck on it for a while."

Mike wasted no time. He almost pushed me out of the way to get to her. He dropped to his knees and went right to work. He was a natural.

"Ooohhhh, yeeeees," she groaned. "Your tongue must be a clone of your father's. Just ... oh yeah ... do it ... you've got it. Gentle, be gentle. Oooohhh, yeah. Now, don't stop."

She had her legs over his shoulders, digging her heals into his back, pulling him into her crotch.

I walked around to the other side of the table and dropped my shorts as I went. Jen grabbed my dick and almost pulled it from my body trying to get it into her mouth. Mike must have hit her main nerve because it felt like I went halfway down her throat. Her hands were all over my ass and balls. My hands were all over her.

I watched Mike for a few minutes. I thought of how lucky his future girlfriends would be.

Just then, I looked up and saw Tracy standing in the doorway. She had nothing on. Her robe was slumped on the floor around her ankles.

"Just my luck. I lost my party invitation." She stood there with a fake frown on her face. "I guess I'll just have to crash it."

She crawled under the table and yanked Mike's shorts down. I couldn't see her, but I could see the look in his face the second his dick went into her mouth. He pulled his mouth away from Jen as he fell back and sat on his feet and came in his sister's mouth. She didn't let go until she had swallowed every drop.

"Sorry, sis," he panted when he recovered. "You caught me by surprise."

"That's OK, big brother. They say that you should start your day with a 'hardy' breakfast. I just had mine."

Jen stopped what she was doing and patted her hand on the table.

"Get up here and help me out," she told Tracy. "Then Dad, and I can help you out."

Tracy climbed onto the table on her hands and knees. She dove right in on the shaft of my dick as Jen took care of the head.

"Promise to share with me like I shared with you?" Tracy asked Jen.

"Mmmm," Jen hummed.

I started to caress Tracy's tits with one hand and roam her body with the other. My hand went through her hair and down her back. I finally settled it on her beautiful little ass. I slowly and gently kneaded her cheeks with my hand. I worked my middle finger up and down her crack, paying particular attention to her butt hole. She jumped a little every time my finger passed over it. She pushed herself back each time to put a little more pressure on it than I had.

"Get it wet Daddy," she said. "But don't go inside the other one. The first thing that goes in there is right here in my mouth."

My hand went down to her smooth, wet pussy. It was as wet as it had been yesterday. I brought my middle finger up to her butt hole again. Just as I stiffened my finger to enter her, she jerked back and impaled herself on it.

"Oooohhhhh, Aaaaahhhhh," she cried. She rocked back and forth on my finger until I got a rhythm going. Then she settled down and went back to my shaft.

"Daddy, try two fingers this time, please."

Somehow I don't think that this was her idea. She must have been talking to her mother about it. This is how we worked Jen up to be able to have anal sex. She becomes a wild, crazy woman when we do it that way. As receptive as Tracy is, I can only imagine how she will be when she finally does it.

I wet my fingers again. With my middle finger leading, I worked it and my index finger in up to the first knuckle. She seemed to be OK, so I worked them in a little more. I moved them in a circular motion as I went. Slowly and gently, I worked both fingers in all the way. The farther I went in, the more she reacted with her hips. She was completely relaxed. I was starting to get the rhythm when I felt Jen's fingers touch mine. She had reached up and started rubbing Tracy's clit.

"If you don't want me to do this, I won't," she told Tracy.

"What is that rule that says 'everyone has his or her own taste'? I will try anything once. So far I haven't found anything I don't like." As she kissed her mother, I could see that their tongues tasted each other. Jen was rubbing Tracy's clit to our rhythm now.

They broke off their kiss and went back to my dick. I wasn't sure just how long I would last now. Jen was sucking more of my dick and Tracy was working her magic tongue on my balls. She tried to suck them into her mouth, but couldn't. She caressed them with her tongue and one hand. She placed her other hand on Jen's tit, kneading her erect nipple.

This set Jen off. Between sucking my dick, playing with Tracy's clit, Mike's golden tongue and Tracy playing with her nipple, she just couldn't put it off any longer. Her back arched. She almost bit down on my dick, but instead sucked it in farther. Her right hand was grasping at nothing on the table and her left hand worked faster on Tracy's clit. Her moans were getting louder, coming from around my dick. The vibration set me off too. The reflex was there before I knew it was coming. I felt spurt after spurt going into her mouth as she drained my balls.

She pulled her mouth off as my feelings were subsiding. Tracy quickly put her mouth on Jen's to taste some of my seed. I could almost see her licking her mother's mouth clean.

I could see that Jen's feelings were subsiding too. Mike was still at it, tasting Jen's juices, making sure he didn't leave any behind. He finally stopped and stood up. His 'flag pole' was fully erect again. Jen looked at it and smiled.

"I guess that you can't keep a good man down," she giggled. "Look at that thing. We have to find some place to put it." She hesitated. "I know. Stick that thing between my legs and let's see if we can get it to go down."

"Are you sure?" Mike chided. "I don't want to force you adults to do anything that you don't want to do," he laughed.

"You have a choice, son. Either you stick that thing in me now, or you will be cut off before you start." She thought of what she said. "Of course, that would hurt me too. Just do it noooooooow."

Mike didn't let her get the last word out before shoving his dick deep within her. He held it there for a few seconds. His eyes were closed and he had a smile on his face.

"If I had known it felt this good, I would have tried going all the way with my girlfriend last year," he said. "This is better than any washcloth ever was."

When he got over the initial shock, he worked himself into a rhythm. He was leaning over Jen, rubbing her clit with his pubic hair with each stroke. "I need somebody to suck on. Any ideas?" Jen said between pants.

Without saying a word, Tracy moved around to sit on her mother's face. Jen had a surprised but happy look on her face.

"Do you mind if it's me?" Tracy asked.

"No baby. I was wondering how I was going to get you to do it. This is one of my favorite pastimes," she said. "Other than sucking your father's dick. And now your brother's, too."

Jen looked up at me and saw the question in my eyes.

"I told you that Tif and I were best friends, didn't I? I just didn't tell you how good of friends we were. Are you disappointed?" she asked.

"No. Actually, it excites me. First I watch you getting fucked by our son, then I find out you have been eating pussy since before we met." I said. "Not disappointed. I'm excited. This gets more interesting by the minute."

My fingers were still in Tracy's ass. I was getting excited again just watching Jen expertly working on her pussy. I was getting hard again thinking of what it will be like to stick my dick into either of those holes. I was on my knees with my face next to Tracy's ass. I could smell her aroma. It was like a drug.

"Daddy, I have an idea," Tracy said. She reached between her legs and got her fingers wet, drew them up to her ass and soaked her entire crack area. "Take your fingers out and rub your dick in my crack. Like you're 'doing' my butt. Make sure you pay a lot of attention to my hole."

She didn't have to explain anything. I slipped my fingers out slowly. I stood up and came closer to her ass. I held her cheeks in my hands as I rubbed my dick along the crack of that beautiful little ass. As I went forward, I squeezed her cheeks together enough to put pressure on my dick.

"Now the hole, Daddy. Rub it against my hole," she said between pants.

I directed the head toward her butt hole and, using my hand, put more pressure on it. I concentrated my efforts there for a few strokes and felt her muscles relax and start to open up. I didn't think she was ready to take me yet so I held myself back from trying. It felt good just doing what I was doing.

Now it was Mike's turn to start a chain reaction. I could see it in his face. His breathing became heavier. He had beads of sweat all over his body. He was slamming his dick deep into his mother.

Jen was licking Tracy with a fury of pure lust. I had never seen a tongue work that fast before.

My own juices were building in my balls.

Tracy, who had been lying on Jen's stomach, raised herself up on both hands. She was rocking back and forth with each of Jen's strokes. She arched her back as she came closer to her climax. She reached up with one hand and wrapped it around her brother's neck. She drew him to her and their mouths met for the first time. I couldn't tell who was sucking the others tongue but it sure got Mike going. He pulled himself away from Tracy for a second.

"I'm gonna cum, Mom. I'm gonna cum in your pussy. Is that ok? Moooooom! I-I'mmm goonnnna cuuuummm!" he shrieked. "Innn your puuusssy!"

He finally let go. He was pounding into her harder and faster than I had ever imagined a person could. I could feel her head hit my balls with each of his thrusts.

This set Jen off. I could hear her muffled sounds of excitement come from her throat. She mashed Tracy's pussy into her mouth. She was drinking her daughter's nectar right from the source.

Tracy started bucking furiously. Her body was in spasms.

"Daddy. Are you about ready to squirt?" she asked.

"I'm close, baby," I said, trying to catch my breath.

"When you do, get near my butt hole and try to get some of it in there," she said. "If you can't get in yourself, at least I can feel some of that in there."

"I'll do what I can."

She was one nerve away from cumming. I couldn't hold out any longer. I directed the head of my dick toward her hole. I gave it a little pressure and felt the head starting to enter her. She pushed herself back to me but it wouldn't go all the way in. About half the head was all we could accomplish.

That was enough to set us both off. She pulled Mike to her again and engulfed his mouth. He reached up to caress her tits. The way they were acting, you would have thought that they have been doing this for years.

"I'm cumming, Mom. Daddy, press harder. Get it in there. Squirt it all in my hole. I WANT IT ALL IN ME. SQUIRT IT ALL IN ME! N-NOOOOWWW!"

She was bucking all over her mother's face and bouncing hard against my dick. I couldn't hold back another second.

"I'm going to do it, sweetheart. I'm gonna cum in your ass. I CAN'T HOLD IT! I'M CUMMING!" I shouted as the dam burst. Shot after glorious shot went in her ass. I don't know how much there was but it all went in. It felt like a gallon of my seed went into that beautiful little ass of hers.

We all just stayed there as we settled down. Tracy laid flat on her mother holding her ass closed with her hands. Mike slumped back on the floor and I had to get off of my weak knees and sat in a chair.

"This reminds me of the old couple that had almost lost their sex drive. The Dr. told them that the next time they get the urge, stop what they were doing and just do it," I said.

"OK, what happened then?" Jen asked.

"When the Dr. asked him a couple of weeks later about it, he recounted the event. 'One night at dinner, we both reached for the salt. When our hands touched, we felt the urge. I stood up, swept everything off the table, threw her up there and we did it right there.' the old man said. 'The only problem is that we are no longer allowed in that restaurant.'"

We all laughed.

"Seeing you two on the table, stark necked, reminded me of that," I said.

"You know, now I'm glad I bought this antique table. They don't make them today to take that kind of punishment."

"I have a feeling that this won't be the only time we use it, either," Jen said. "I have a feeling there will be a lot of 'eating' at this table."

Tracy was still laying on Jen. Her eyes were closed and she was still holding her butt closed.

"Mommy," she finally said. "You didn't tell me that it felt this wonderful. You were holding back on me. I can feel Daddy's juices inside me. I just want to keep it in there forever."

"Well, you can lie here if you want. I have to start breakfast," Jen said as she gently moved Tracy off of her.

"Mike, you can help me in the garage," I said. "I have some books to get rid of and tomorrow is garbage day."

"Let's wrap them up for the garbage man," Mike joked. "He looks like that old man you mentioned. He can use the thrill. Besides, I've already seen them all."

Part 4 is not too far off.

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