## Archive-name: the_logical_conclusion

From: rhymertex@aol.com (Rhymertex)

Subject: NEW STORY: Logical Conclusion (inc, b/s, f/d, teen, cons)

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

Here's a little story I wrote. Let me know if you like it.

(A Sequel to "Shower Scene" and "Next Step")

by

It had been two delirious months since I first sucked off my shy Daddy in the shower and then seduced him a week later, finally getting his thick ten-incher into my hot cunny the way I'd been planning for weeks. Since then, we'd been having sex as often as we could get away with it: in the car on the way to school, in the pool changing room, in the basement, and once in my Daddy's study while Mom and my brother Chris were watching TV less than 50 feet away (had to be very quiet with that one). Whenever we were home alone, we stripped immediately and went at it until we heard a car pull up in the driveway. Once, we went to a motel under the pretense of taking me to the doctor's office for my annual check-up. Oh, Daddy gave me a full physical, all right. He even let me suck his stethoscope!
By now I was getting ever more curious about my brother Chris, who at fifteen is one year older than I. I knew he and Mom hadn't a clue that Dad and I were fucking; they were too wrapped up in their own incestuous affair. I knew this because I'd come home early one day to find them screwing like veterans on Chris' bed. This explained a lot of little things Dad and I had been noticing lately: the way Mom and Chris always did things together, their newfound physical closeness, and the tension that buzzed in the air whenever they were near each other. I sort of figured that many of their "shopping trips" were excuses to visit motels; see, Daddy and I learned it from them!
I kept an eye open for my first opportunity to initiate something between my brother and I. September rolled around, and it came time for my Daddy's company picnic (he's a CPA). We all went to a big park with a pleasant little swimming lake. It was great. Toward the middle of the afternoon, I was walking along one beach in my favorite red bikini (ask Daddy about that one), enjoying all the ogling stares I was getting from the guys, young and old. I was hot, and my crack was damp: I'd been coming on a little to Dad's boss, Mr. Heinemann, who's a widower and looks like he really needs a fuck. I got tired of it and decided to look for Chris.
I found him sunning on the beach, idly rubbing a nice erection. I came up behind him, looked at what he was staring at, and grinned: Mom and Dad were frolicking a few yards off shore, and Mom was wearing this see- through white bikini that hid none of her ample charms. Chris was a riot.

The putz had been fucking her regularly and still he couldn't get enough of her!
"Whatcha starin' at?" I said suddenly. He sat bolt upright, twisted around, and said, "Geez, sis, you shouldn't sneak up on a guy like that!"
I smiled lascivously. "But then I wouldn't have seen that pretty hard- on," I said, gesturing.
He turned beet-red. "Lizzie!"
I shrugged. "It is nice. And since you've given me something nice to look at, I'll return the favor." Glancing around to make sure no one was watching, I eased the crotch of my bikini bottom to one side, exposing my pussy. I spread the lips with two fingers, and inserted a third knuckle-deep into my cuntal depths. Moving languidly, I removed the finger and licked it free of my cream.
"Was that that nice enough?" I asked, then turned and walked away, leaving him with his suddenly-huge erection for company. I was so horny by then that I had to have a cock or die. So I found Mr. Heinemann and dragged him off into a little patch of woods and fucked the poor guy so hard he all but passed out.
A long, slow week passed. Dad and I had several nice quickie lick and blow sessions, but unfortunately we were never able to find an opportunity to screw. Mom and Chris had no such problem; they went at it almost every day, while Dad was at work and I was out with my friends. Just for the fun of it, I only pretended to go out one day; instead I snuck into Chris' closet, which is one of those with louvered slats instead of a solid door. I manipulated one in such a way that I could see through it easily, then sat back to wait. I was wearing a short dress and nothing else; my pussy was completely naked, and my tits were easily accessible. I knew I'd see something hot enough to make me want to play with myself, and right I was.
The horny couple couldn't even wait til I was good and gone to get after it! Before five minutes had passed, Mom led Chris into his room, pulling him by the big cock that stuck out of his shorts. She sat down on the edge of the bed, fully clothed, and gave his cock a good tongue washing for a while as he stood there. Chris just grinned lazily, breathing hard. Mom is a beautiful woman: She looks like me (blonde hair and green eyes) only twenty years older. Naturally her tits are bigger and heavier than mine, but without a trace of a sag; her hips are a little wider (I'm only 14 after all), and she keeps herself trim with aerobics. Chris is almost six feet tall, tawnier of hair than the two of us, with brown eyes. He's muscular, with a ridged, flat stomach and, as it turned out, a cock that weighs in at over nine inches in length (I measured later).
Mom stopped licking Chris' dick before he came. "I want that cum in my pussy," she breathed in explanation when he protested. I already had one hand on my twat and another on one breast in anticipation of what would happen next.
"Ah, Mom, can't I suck your cunt today?" Chris asked.
"I'm not sure we have the time, Baby," she moaned as she peeled out of her clothes. Chris had already dropped his shorts, which were all he was wearing. "Lizzie said she'd be back in an hour or two. Better stick that big thing in me while you can."
I watched with interest as he lay her back and, without pretense of foreplay, shoved that baseball-bat cock into her and starting pounding her fast and hard. I moved my middle finger in and out of my cunt hole in rhythm with their fucking and came long before they did, clamping my mouth shut in an effort to stay quiet. I must have succeeded, because they kept on keepin' on; the whole time, Mom was shouting for him to go faster, and harder, and to make his Mommy cum again and again. I know I saw her pop off at least twice. After maybe ten minutes, Chris pulled out and squirted a fountain of his heavy cream onto Mom's taut belly. Then, as before, he licked it off -- an efficient, if crude, form of birth control! He made his way down to her cunt and went down on her; her protestations were short lived, because soon he had her rolling and swaying and squealing like a sailing ship in the grip of a heavy storm. He took every bit of the hour I'd promised them, and made her cum at least five more times. No wonder Mom liked fucking my brother so much! I came twice more before they got up, shrugged into their clothes, and left. I slipped out the window, and came in a few minutes later. By then they were acting nonchalant, as if nothing had happened -- but I could still smell sex in the air as I went by Chris' room an hour later.
That weekend, Mom and Dad decided to go on a little vacation together, because -- as Dad said -- "We haven't had much time together lately." I knew the real reason: he was going to tell Mom he knew about her and Chris, and admit that he and I were fucking too. Then we could clear the air and be honest and aboveboard about our incestuous relationships. As for me, I was going to seduce my big brother.
We'd promised to do a few household chores while they were gone, so Saturday morning found us washing Dad's pickup in our backyard. We're kinda secluded, with no one within a few blocks, and our backyard is enclosed in a privacy fence because of our big pool. I figured this was a pretty good place to make my move. Since we were going to get wet anyway, I wore my darling red bikini, and Chris his tight Speedo. I caught him checking me out more than once, and of course I was inwardly drooling over the big lump under that black spandex. We made a game of washing the truck, yelling and spraying each other with the water hose until we were drenched. After the day at the lake, there was this subsurface layer of tension between us, and I think Chris knew what was going to happen. I made sure he got a few good views of my tits and ass as I bent over to wash this or that part of the truck.
About the time we got through, I looked down and "noticed" his turgid cock tenting out the front of his swimsuit, just as planned. "Ooh, there's that pretty hard-on again," I cooed. He just stood there, eyes slitted, as I released the drawstrings on the side of my bikini bottoms. I let them drop away, exposing my bald cunt. "You didn't get to see all of me last time. What do you think of the whole thing?" I asked, as I undid my top and discarded that. "You like it?"
"You're beautiful," he blurted.
"Why, thank you, kind sir," I purred. "Ya know, I haven't seen the big thing that's making that lump in your pants yet."
He must have broken some kind of land speed record getting out of the Speedo. His young hard cock sprang out in all its glory. Now we were naked together, and already my pussy was hot and dripping. "Wow, Chris'fer," I said, "you've got a really big one. I gotta touch it." I stepped forward and wrapped one hand around his cock, slowly pumping it up and down. He moaned softly. "You like that, baby?"
"Oh, yeah," he groaned joyously. " You do that great."
"Better than Mom?" I teased. He drew a sharp breath.
"Uh, what do you mean?"
"Come on, Chris'fer, I know you're fucking Mom. I saw you a couple of times. Is she good?"
"She's great," he admitted with a grin. "The best."
"Well, you haven't fucked me yet, big Big Brother. C'mere."
I pulled down the tailgate and lay back in the bed of the pickup, which was lined with a soft plastic liner. I slowly lifted my legs back and said lasciviously, "Care for an appetizer?" He nodded eagerly; I knew he couldn't pass up a pussy-licking. Then I lay back as I admired his technique: he'd alternately lick and suck, then waffle his head back and forth with his tongue hard and extended. Sometimes he'd thrust his tongue into me like a tiny cock; other times, he'd suck my clitty into his mouth, then roll it around with his tongue. That drove me apeshit! I came twice, and after the second one I gasped, "We've gotta fuck now," and pulled him down on top of me. He slid his thick hunk of meat into me in one quick motion, and we were fucking.
He wasn't quit as big or as skilled as our Daddy, but he was a very calisthenic fucker who knew just where to plug that long, slightly curved fuckstick of his, and plug away he did. A few minutes later I felt the small bomb go off in my cunt and a swarm of prickly sensations whooshed through my body. A great cum! My cunt clamped down hard on his cock, and he frantically pistoned in and out of me, finally cumming in one great huge stream inside me. I kept my heels locked behind him so he couldn't pull out and cum on my tummy, like he does with Mom.
After that, we repaired to the house, where we proceeded to fuck the rest of the weekend away. We stopped only for bathroom breaks and meals, and even then we kept our clothes off just in case inspiration should strike suddenly.
Mom and Dad decided to return home early that weekend to surprise us. Instead we surprised them, because they found us locked in a hot doggie- style fuck on the living room couch! After their initial shock wore off, their horny natures came to the fore. They quickly stripped, and we paired off, Mom with Chris and me with Dad. The boys decided they'd fuck us girls doggie-style and make a little game of it, to see who could hold off coming for the longest. Chris won, of course, since he'd already dumped one load of steamy cum into my snatch in the past hour. He held out for almost half an hour, giving Mom the fucking of a lifetime.
Since then, we've been one big, happy, cumming family. We made a pact after our first orgy that, as long as everyone was consenting, anything sexual that went on between any number of family members was OK. This led to some really hot, kinky times over the next few weeks. It was a month before I could get up the nerve to shyly tell Daddy that I was hot to have his baby; boy, was I disappointed to find out that he'd been fixed years ago! Yet the idea so turned on the others when he told them that both Mom and I decided we'd let Chris get us pregnant. We both went off the Pill immediately, and I began restricting my sex partners to my immediate family (to the great disappointment of many boys and several men in our neighborhood, not to mention Daddy's boss). Mom got preggers right away; it was almost three months before I "caught." Mom's lucky; no-one gave her pregnancy a second thought, but I suffered through the disapproval focused on me at school and church, as well as everywhere else; though of course I expected it, and it and well worth it in the end. It's not like I ever suffered for sex, with two horny big-cocked guys around. Mom gave birth to a healthy girl, Britanny, six months ago; my cute little bouncing boy, Erik, was born three months ago. They're both beautiful little dolls, perfectly normal, and if they're anything like the rest of us, they'll be ready to join in the festivities in about 15 years!

Last modified (12/24/96 15:40:19) by Eli-the-Bearded.

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