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Glen supported himself with his hands on my tits like he always did when he fucked me in that position. My legs were draped over his muscular arms as he slammed his cock into my wet pussy fast and hard, and I cried out with pleasure every time his thick prick filled me.
"That's it, Glen. Fuck me like that, Baby. It feels so good when you fuck me like that, Little Brother," I panted, throwing my pussy up to meet his thrusts. "Keep doing it that way."
"I will," he grunted, grinning. "I'm gonna make you cum so hard you lose your mind, Lizzy."
I smiled when he said that. Glen always fucked me good, but not that good. There's never been a time when my brother made love to me that I didn't cum. But then again, there's never been a time that anybody in my family has fucked me without making me cum. I'm naturally hot-pussied anyway, but when I'm with members of my family my cunt really boils.
Wendy gave that little cry she always does when she's about to get her jollies and I turned to watch.

She was riding Uncle Matt's cock, her big tits bouncing on her chest as her slender body flew up and down the hard, wet shaft. Every time her small round bottom lifted, I could see the long prick penetrating her pleasure place. And when she lowered herself back down on him I saw her pussy hairs mix with his.
"I'm cumming, Uncle Matt. Ooooh, oooooh, ohhhh," Wendy cried. "I'm fuckin' cumming!"
Watching her cum triggered my own climax and I went wild, throwing my pussy at Glen, shuddering and creaming on his cock.
We writhed all over the floor as we came together. My brother's cock pulsed repeatedly as it filled the reservoir of his condom with hot spunk. The heat of his cum added to the strength of my orgasm, making me twitch and juice until my crotch, the insides of my thighs, and the cheeks of my butt were messy with my cream.
Glen crawled off me and rolled onto his back on the carpet, trying to get his breath back. As he lay there, I removed the condom from his cock. There was a lot of cum in the tip of the rubber and, after I licked Glen's wilted prick clean, I turned the condom up over my mouth and drank the slimy masculine sex juice from it. I'd just finished my tasty treat when the door opened and my sister, Jennifer, walked in with some of our other family members.
When Jenn got hitched to a black man twenty years ago all hell broke loose. I was only five then, but I remember it. A lot of people in the family said it wouldn't last, and I guess some of that was prejudice. But some of it was because they knew Jennifer and they knew themselves. Not knowing Alexander and his family, some people just didn't think they'd fit in with us. Like I said before, some of the concern might have been because of prejudice. Not that racial hatred type of prejudice, but the kind that shows up when you don't know something and you rely on the rumors you've heard to try and understand what's going on. I know Uncle Pete thought that all black people were rigidly strait-laced.
"We won't be able to be ourselves around them. When they come to visit we'll have to always be on the lookout for them," he said. "And what about when we have reunions? They'll be there too. Man, that'll really mess things up."
Pete was just saying what a lot of people thought. They thought they would have to change the way they were and they didn't want to. They should have known that Jenn wasn't going to marry somebody that wouldn't fit in with our family. When I saw them I got up and ran to greet them.
"Hi, Lizzy. I see y'all started the party already," Jenn said, taking me in her arms and giving me a deep, passionate kiss. I hugged her as her tongue flicked at mine, feeling the firmness of her slim, thirty-nine year old body against mine. She smiled, licking her lips as she backed away and looked at me. "You're looking good, girl. Who's cum have you been drinking? I wouldn't mind a mouthful of that."
I pointed her to Glen as I moved past her to her husband. Like Jenn, he took me in his arms and kissed me. His thick tongue filled my mouth and went down my throat as his huge dark hands moved down my back to cup my bare ass. I felt his cock rise between us as his fingers tested the firmness of my butt and I rubbed myself against him.
"And how have you been, Alex? I see you've missed me," I laughed.
We talked for a minute, but only for a minute, before he was dragged away by Cousin Becky. Turning to the next person who stepped through the doorway, I saw that that my niece, Tonya, had a swollen tummy. I went over to talk to her and got the scoop on all the women on the black side of the family who were pregnant. She said she was six months pregnant by her younger brother. My nineteen year old cousin, Sara, was five months pregnant with her father's baby

. A cousin named Paula had gotten pregnant and her boyfriend had run off when he found out. And Cassie, Alex's sister, was pregnant but didn't know who the baby's father was.
"The daddy could be my dad, Uncle Bobby, one of her sons, or one of her other lovers," Sara told me. "She fucks like a rabbit."
"That's nothing new," I laughed. Everybody in the family fucks like rabbits."
I told her about the family members I knew who were pregnant. She wasn't surprised to hear that my little sister was expecting her first. Wendy had just turned eighteen two months earlier and had gotten pregnant sometime during the week my father took her virginity. It's a tradition that a father makes love to his daughter when she's ready to have sex for the first time. Mothers do it with the boys. And for the first week, the boy or girl isn't allowed to fuck anybody but their mom or dad. A lot of women get pregnant with their first child during that time. I had, and so had Tonya. So there wasn't anything unusual about Wendy being pregnant.
"How about you?" Tonya asked. She reached out to rub her hand over my belly. "Any buns in that oven?"
"No. But I'm not taking birth control and I'm really fertile right now," I laughed. I looked toward her brother and saw the dark-brown-skinned muscular man helping to carry the luggage. "Who knows what might happen this weekend. I'm hoping I'll have a baby by Shawn. Last year I promised him I would. God, I love the way he fucks me with that big cock of his."
"Yeah? I know he'd like that," Tonya smiled. She rubbed her hand over the slight bulge at her middle. "And I think the baby I'm carrying wouldn't mind having a little brother or sister."
Shawn looked up after he put down the suitcases and smiled at me. He immediately came over to me and gave me a kiss that made my knees weak. The first thing he did was ask me about my three kids and I told him they were fine.
"They've been asking me to give them another little brother or sister," I teased. "I thought you might want to help."
He looked at my messy crotch and cocked his head to the side. "Looks like you've already been pretty busy," he smiled. "You might already be pregnant."
"That's jut my juice. I've been making everybody wear condoms," I told him. I gave him my hottest smile as I reached out to rub his cock through the front of his pants. "Knocking me up is your job, if you want it."
"You think I don't? That's all I've been thinking about since last year," he smiled. He patted me on my backside. "That, and how good a lay you are."
I took him upstairs to my bedroom. As we were walking through the hallway, we had to squeeze past my mother and her brother. But we finally made it and I had the cock I wanted most of all to myself.
I helped him tear off his clothes and pushed him back on my bed. He laughed as I jumped on top of him and said that he was the one who usually jumped a girl's bones. I wasn't in a mood to talk so I shut him up with a kiss. Moving slowly down his body, I lavished kisses all over him until I reached his prick. That's where I stopped to give him the most attention.
Shawn is hung like a horse. I mean that literally. His big black cock is about a foot long, and so thick I had to use two hands to hold it. I couldn't take more than the head of it in my mouth without choking. And as I sucked and caressed it, a thick stream of pre-cum seeped from the hole at the top of that prick, filling my mouth with wonderful salty taste of him.
"Mmmmmm, yeah, Lizzy. Suck me. I love the way your mouth feels on my dick," he moaned. He pulled on one of my arms, trying to turn my body. "Move up over me so I can do you at the same time."
Shawn didn't have to ask me twice. I love to have my pussy sucked, and my nephew is a hell of a cuntlapper. I hurriedly scrambled over his body, my knees straddling his face, and lowered my soaking wet pussy to his mouth. As soon as I did that I forgot all about sucking his cock and got lost in the pleasure he was giving me.
When my cunt settled onto his mouth, Shawn immediately attached himself to my clit like a leech. Wrapping his lips around the tiny joy button, he flicked it rapidly with his tongue and I came on the spot, humping my cunt hard against him and showering the dark features of his face with my juices. After that first orgasm, I tried to pull my pussy away from him, but he wouldn't let me. When I rolled onto my side, he rolled with me. He held me by my ass and buried his handsome face deep in my blond love nest, his mouth making slurping sounds as he continued to eat me out. Soon I was creaming his face again.
"Oh, Shawn. It's so gooooood," was all I could say as I wrapped my legs around his head and reveled in the pleasure provided by his soft brown lips and talented tongue.
When I finished cumming this time, I used my legs to kick him away.
"Why did you do that, Aunt Lizzy?" he asked me, licking my cream from his lips. He smiled innocently. "Didn't you like the way I was eating your pussy?"
"You know I did, you tease," I laughed. I grabbed the dark shaft of his cock and pulled it back to my mouth. I sucked on the head for a second to get another taste of his pre-cum, then let it slip from between my lips. "But my pussy wants something else now. It wants some of this cock."
Shawn wanted me doggie-style, so I got on my hands and knees in the middle of the bed. He knelt behind me and started to slide his cock back and forth between the lips of my pussy, wetting it and exciting me even more.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" he asked.
I was going crazy from his teasing.
"Boy, if you don't hurry up and start fucking me...," I panted hotly, pushing my hips back at him. He got the message and I sighed happily as he began to work that huge black log of his into me.
I had my first orgasm when I felt the top of his cock nudge my cervix and his pelvis press tightly to my ass. I had my second when he made his first thrust, pulling back and slamming that cock into my hot, juicy hole. After that I seemed to experience one long, continuous climax. Shawn did me so good my whole world did flip-flops. I became one big pussy he was fucking the hell out of. I don't remember the pleasure ever stopping. It just seemed to get stronger and stronger as he clutched my hips and fucked his powerful cock into me. I remember babbling deliriously to him about how good his prick felt and begging him to keep fucking me. But I remember most is the pleasure of the fucking he gave me.
"I'm gonna cum, Aunt Lizzy," he finally hissed from between clenched teeth.
His cock was slamming into me with urgent need and I cried out each time it hit bottom.
"Do it, Shawn. Cum in me, Honey. Give me a baby, Shawn. Cum in me and make me pregnant with your baby," I sobbed. I pushed back at him, ramming my butt into his belly and making his cock slam as far into me as it would go.
"Here it comes," he groaned.
His cock lurched inside me and I felt the hot gush of his baby batter splash upon the opening to my womb. It filled me up, flooding my cunt until there was no more room and it began to overflow. Heavy streams of ropy spunk rand down the backs of my thighs as Shawn grunted and shot his load. At the same time I creamed so hard I almost passed out.
We lay in each other's arms for a while afterwards, both of us sweaty and covered with fuck juices. I laid my head on his chest and stroked his wilted cock while we caught our breath. At the same time I felt him stroking my hair.
"Do you think it worked?" he asked in a gentle voice I'd never heard him use before. He had always been nice, but there was a new warmth to the tone of his voice that reached inside me and touched my heart. The sound of his voice made me feel loved.
"I don't know," I answered, as I continued to stroke my fingers along the shaft of his soft prick. "But if you can get it up, we can work on it a little more."
I smiled as I felt his cock begin to stir.