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Naughty Family (family, inc)
by Eros

***

My husband David and I have two children, a boy and a girl. Our 
son, Michael is fifteen while our daughter, Melinda, is twelve. 
We're both very proud of both of them. People at the medical 
clinic where I work have told me that the four of us represent the 
ideal, family. If they only knew the truth!

I'd worked late one night, then stopped off to get a few things at 
the store, so it was later than usual when I finally did get back 
home. Having worked all day, sat in on a less-than-exciting PTA 
meeting all evening and then having to march down all those 
grocery store aisles for about thirty minutes nearly killed me. I 
was tired all over by the time I got home, especially my feet.

The minute I walked through our front door, I kicked off both 
shoes, put up the groceries and then padded my way upstairs, 
making hardly a sound, as our house is carpeted throughout.

When I reached the top of the stairs, a strange sight awaited me. 
There was my husband, David, kneeling in front of the bathroom 
door in his underwear. He was peeking through the keyhole. As my 
eyes adjusted to the darkness, I could see a light coming out from 
underneath the bathroom door and I could also see David with his 
firmly erect cock out of his briefs, masturbating himself 
furiously.

Unable to help myself, I perched on the top step and watched 
closely as David jerked on his big, thick rod a mile a minute, 
obviously drooling at whatever it was he was looking at on the 
other side of the door. Excitement was written all over his face.

At first I was afraid that David was actually going to ejaculate 
all over my freshly-cleaned carpet. But then, just as his prick 
began to swell and throb with imminent orgasm, my husband took his 
hand away from his pulsating organ. I could hear his heavy 
breathing. But when his hand did finally return to his turgid 
staff, he was trying to get it back inside his underpants... with 
quite a bit of trouble, since his cock was the hardest I'd ever 
seen it.

Eventually, after several clumsy efforts, he managed to get his 
engorged prick back inside his tight briefs. His huge, stiff dong 
stuck out like a flagpole holding up a circus tent. Wiping his 
heavily perspiring brow, he painstakingly got up and, holding his 
massive erection, made his way down the hallway to our bedroom, 
where he swiftly shut the door.

I was still trying to figure out what the hell was going on when I 
arose from my perch. What had he been looking at, anyway? I was 
halfway down the hall to our bedroom to ask David about his 
strange behavior when the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Our daughter Melinda, who is a quite mature-looking for her age, 
was just stepping out of the doorway. She was naked, with only a 
big, fluffy towel wrapped around her wet hair. Her breasts were 
like firm little peaches topped with big, cherry red nipples that 
made them look more conical and pointy than they really were. Her 
pert little pussy-slit peeked out from between her slender thighs 
all puffy and pink and glistening, almost as if she'd just 
been.... no, she was only twelve for God's sake, I had to be 
mistaken.

Instead of going off to her room, Melinda just stood there naked 
in front of me drying her hair, giving me a clear view of her 
hairless little pussy and tiny, budding breasts. At least now I 
knew what my husband had been watching while he masturbated. Or at 
least I thought I did. Other than the towel, Melinda was totally 
naked.

Eventually, after giving her wet hair one last ruffle, she padded 
off to her bedroom, her her tight young bottom jiggling only very 
slightly as she walked... her firm little tits, not at all.

I just stood there, too amazed to do or say anything. Not only had 
my husband been peeking at our 12-year-old daughter while she was 
showering, but he'd actually been masturbating while he watched 
her!

Melinda had half-closed the bathroom door when she'd emerged. 
Since I felt the urge to pee, I pushed open the half-closed door 
and what I saw then nearly gave me a full-blown heart attack!

There was my son, Michael, also stark naked, still soaping himself 
underneath the shower. He'd been taking a shower with his little 
sister!

"Uh, hi, Mom!" he muttered.

His eyes couldn't look me in the face, but it would have been a 
wasted gesture anyway, since my own eyes were fixed on the big, 
stiff, soapy erection that was standing straight out from his 
slim, muscular young body, still throbbing from the thrill that 
Melinda had obviously performed on it.

"What the hell is going on here?" I managed to utter.

It was only then that Michael looked up and said, "Just having a 
shower, Mom."

"With your sister?" I said, starting to raise my voice at him, 
only I didn't, because suddenly I heard noises outside in the 
hallway.

Our bedroom door opened and I could hear the heavy familiar thuds 
of my husband's bare feet as he stepped down the hallway to 
Melinda's room.

"Mmmmmm, Daddy!" I heard Melinda sigh, her voice strangely deep 
and husky. "What took you so long?"

"I was waiting for you to finish with Mike in the shower, baby," 
my husband responded.

I could hear every word they uttered clearly, even over the 
fearful pounding of my heart.

"Well, actually we didn't get finished", she giggled. "I just 
sucked his cock for a while and he fingered my pussy. He wanted to 
fuck me, but I wouldn't let him. I can fuck Mike any old time, 
Daddy. I just wanted to be sure and make it with you before Mom 
got home."

I couldn't believe what my ears were hearing! Peeking carefully 
around the bathroom door, I saw my husband standing there in 
Melinda's bedroom doorway with his huge, throbbing erection in his 
hand. He was grinning from ear to ear, as I imagined she was too, 
from the sound of her voice. She sounded so grown-up and sensual.

When my husband stepped into Melinda's bedroom, I took one last 
glance at our son, who seemed as if he wanted to shout out a 
warning but was afraid to, then tiptoed down the hallway. 
Crouching down on my knees, I heard a series of kissing, sucking 
and groaning sounds fill the air as I peeked into Melinda's open 
bedroom.

Though I couldn't see what was happening directly, Melinda's 
dresser mirror gave me a clear view of what was taking place on 
her bed. Reflected in the dull light from my daughter's bed lamp, 
I could see my husband kissing Melinda as his hands roamed freely 
over her willing, naked body, toying especially with her firm, 
nubile young breasts.

Melinda moaned deep in her throat and kissed her father back, 
shoving her hot little tongue down my husband's throat as she made 
a grab for his cock. Her small fingers looked so tiny wrapped 
around his massive erection that I gasped with shock, remembering 
her age. God, she was only twelve! Then, I suddenly realized 
something that knocked me for a loop... This `innocent' little 
twelve-year-old was not only fisting her father's cock, and 
kissing him like a whore, she was treating him to a VERY 
professional hand-job! I was stunned!

"Spread your legs, baby!", moaned my husband, thrusting his hand 
between our daughter's slender thighs.

With a tiny yet audible whimper, Melinda opened her legs for her 
father immediately, letting him slide his fingers over her 
hairless young mound and rub them roughly into her tight, moist 
little cunt-slit. Shuddering with pleasure, she gave a girlish 
squeal and glued her mouth to his. I knew that feeling well. My 
husband was very adept at bringing a woman off with his fingers. 
But this wasn't just some woman... it was our 12-year-old 
daughter! And what really shocked me was, Melinda seemed to be 
loving every damn second of it!!

I watched as my husband inserted his middle finger into our 
daughter's hairless little cunt and began to fuck it in and out, 
penetrating her pussy deeply. It was then that something else 
finally sunk in to my befuddled brain... Melinda was no longer a 
virgin! My little baby had lost her cherry!! David's long, stiff 
finger was fucking her tight young cunt as deeply as he had ever 
thrust it into me, and for the first time tonight, I felt a pang 
of jealousy.

Almost staggering, I stepped back to the bathroom, where Michael 
was still drying himself off. His young cock had gotten even 
harder, it seemed, than when I'd originally seen him. I figured it 
was probably due to all of the sexual sounds that were clearly 
audible from Melinda's bedroom.

"Michael!" I hissed at him as he continued drying himself. "What 
in the world is going on here?"

"Shit, Mom, it's kinda obvious, isn't it?" he answered bluntly.

I didn't know what to say. Here I was, standing in front of my 
naked son, staring at his erect cock while my husband made love to 
our 12-year-old daughter in her own bed!! I was totally 
speechless! Finally, it was Michael who broke the silence between 
us.

"Melinda!.. Dad!.... Mom's home!... She's standing right here in 
the bathroom. She's seen everything!"

Both my husband and my daughter stopped whatever depraved sexual 
act they were engaged in at the moment and dashed out into the 
hallway. I couldn't help but notice that David's cock was stiff 
and glistening, and there was pussy-juice running down the inside 
of my daughter's thighs.

`Just in time!', I thought to myself sarcastically, `I wonder how 
far he got it up into her hot little slot before I interrupted the 
vile, unspeakable act they were about to commit.' Obviously not 
very far since they were both glaring at me like this whole thing 
was my fault, and I should explain myself! I was surprised at 
their anger, convinced by everything that was pure and decent that 
it should have been the other way around.

"What the hell are you doing snooping around like that!" my 
husband shouted.

"What the hell are you doing with Melinda?", I replied, a little 
disconcerted by the way my daughter was still rubbing her slender, 
naked body up against her equally-naked father.

"I'm teaching her something you should have taught her ages ago", 
said Dave, running his hands suggestively down between Melinda's 
hairless, young thighs.

I couldn't believe my husband was still actually fondling our 
naked 12-year-old daughter right in front of me! Melinda responded 
with crocodile tears, telling me how I'd embarrassed her in front 
of the whole family and how she would never live this down.

"Oh no, you two," I countered, "you're not turning the guilt 
around onto me!"

"Mom, we were all just having a little fun, that's all", Michael 
piped in.

"Yeah, I can certainly see that!", I snapped.

"Look, honey," my husband swiftly added, "we all love each other, 
right? Melinda and I were just expressing their love in a more 
positive way, that's all."

"But, she's only twelve for God's sake!", I hissed. "What on earth 
were you thinking of?"

"What were you thinking of when you were staring at my cock in the 
bathroom before, Mom?" asked Michael with a self-satisfied grin.

"Um... I was.. er... I was thinking how disgusting all of this 
was... that's what!", I stammered, hoping my family wouldn't 
notice my lie.

"Mom", Melinda said, "neither Mike nor I fool around at school 
with the other kids. Sure, we go out on dates, but we don't fuck 
them. With AIDS and all the other diseases floating around 
nowadays, it would be too dangerous. But we know that outside of 
us, Daddy only has sex with you, right?"

I shrugged.

"Oh come on, baby", my husband chided me, "you know I would never 
fool around with any other woman..." I glared at his hand still 
absently rubbing between our daughter's thighs.

Guiltily, David removed his hand from Melinda's plump little 
pussy, and continued hastily. "... at least not anyone outside the 
family."

"I ... I don't know what to think", I muttered, suddenly unsure of 
the way this whole thing was turning out.

Dave saw me weaken and hurried over to hug me tightly.

"Come on, baby," he comforted. "Lets all go and talk this thing 
through, okay?"

All four of us adjourned to the master bedroom to discuss the 
matter further. I started out by telling them how shocked I was at 
what I'd just discovered. All three of them nodded in complete 
understanding.

Then Mike admitted that he'd had his first encounter with real 
live sex action by peeking through our bedroom window from an 
outside tree late at night. He commented on how he used to jack 
off watching us fuck, imagining his own stiff young cock pounding 
my pussy instead of his father's. I blushed bright red at my son's 
frank admission, but couldn't help feeling a slight twitch in my 
pussy at the thought of my son's long hard prick, which I'd seen 
earlier, in all its glory.

Then Melinda picked up the conversation by telling me how she got 
her sex education by watching Michael jerking off in his bedroom 
using `all those dirty books he keeps hidden under his bed!'

Finally it was my husband's turn to speak. He pulled Melinda to 
her feet and turned her around, almost drooling over her naked 
young body.

"Just take a good, long look at her, will ya?", asked Dave.

Melinda primped and turned like a model obviously enjoying the 
attention being paid to her sexy young body.

"What normal man... or boy," said Dave, indicating Michael, who 
winced noticeably at the word `boy', "....wouldn't want to fuck a 
gorgeous little babe like this?"

My husband ran his palm appreciatively over his daughter's tight 
little behind. "Not that I love you any less, sweetheart," he 
quickly added, looking at me sincerely.

There was silence for a while. Finally Melinda spoke.

"Mom, I've got another confession to make," she said.

"What else could there be?" I asked incredulously.

"I've seen you and Dad fucking as well," she answered.

She then explained how she and Mike would take turns watching us 
through the window or peeking at us through the bedroom door. I 
instinctively put my hands over my breasts. What Melinda had just 
told me made me feel totally denuded in front of my whole family. 
I could feel my face blushing redder than ever before.

Then, with tears welling in my eyes, I rushed out of the bedroom 
and into Melinda's bedroom, where I threw myself onto the bed and 
started sobbing into the pillows, I thought my husband would 
follow me and explain what the hell was happening to our family, 
but it was Mike who came in to try and comfort me.

"Don't worry, Mom" he consoled me, stroking my hair and back as he 
sat beside me on Melinda's bed. "No one will ever know. We've all 
been practicing safe sex. Would you feel better if Melinda was 
fucking some punk from school? Or if either of us had gotten AIDS 
or something like that?"

He was making a certain amount of sense, I had to admit that. 
Nowadays, promiscuity could be very dangerous.

I turned over in bed and faced him. Mike wiped away my tears with 
his hand and patted my cheek. I stroked his face as well. He was 
such a nice, handsome boy. He patted my shoulder and told me not 
to feel bad. He even mentioned that lots of his male friends at 
school told him they'd fucked their sisters, although Mike swore 
that he'd never told anybody a thing.

We hugged. My hand slipped absently-minded onto his still-naked 
lap. I gasped lightly when I felt his hard-on. Pulling back from 
my son, I looked him right in the eye.

"Who was fucking first?" I asked him. "You and Melinda, or your 
dad and Melinda?"

He reluctantly admitted that it was his father and sister who 
started fucking first. Mike had come home unexpectedly one 
afternoon and found them in Melinda's room fucking like rabbits. 
His sister hadn't even bothered to take her school uniform off. 
She'd just pulled her panties off and jumped on top of Dave's 
cock. When Mike walked in, his little sister was bouncing on their 
father's cock moaning and begging him to fuck her hard. As Mike 
told me all the juicy details, my pussy started to tingle and 
moisten with arousal.

"Would you like even the score with them a little?" I asked 
running my fingers suggestively along his semi-hard cock.

"You mean....?"

I nodded.

"Right here and now?" he asked incredulously.

I looked at him, smiled and nodded again. He grinned broadly and 
tentatively placed his hand on my left breast, squeezing gently. A 
delicious thrill raced through my body at the feel of my own son 
touching me so intimately.

Mike's resemblance to his dad was especially striking at that 
moment. It was like I was out on a date 20 years ago with his 
father and we were getting it on for the very first time. 
Considering what my perverted, filthy husband and slutty little 
daughter had been getting up to, Mike seemed to me like the only 
worthwhile person I the whole wide world, right now.

Holding his handsome young face in my hands, I kissed him full on 
the lips, letting my tongue snake its way as far into his hot 
mouth as I could. Mike reacted passively yet excitedly.

"I want you to fuck me", I heard my voice saying, though it 
sounded as if it were coming from a thousand miles away. "Right 
now, Mikey, do it! Fuck me like you fuck your slutty little 
sister!"

I pulled my son's hand into my crotch and pressed it tightly 
against my swollen pussy, feeling another shiver of excitement run 
through me as his fingers began to gently squeeze my mound through 
my panties.

"Mmmmmmm, you're hot, Mom", he breathed, squeezing my tits one at 
a time with his other hand.

"I sure am, baby," I murmured. "Hot for your big hard cock!"

"Ohhhh, Mom!"

I reached down and began stroking that huge erection of his, 
noting how it was shaped and sized almost exactly like his 
father's. I unbuttoned my blouse, then turned around, sat up, and 
said, "Undo me." It took him only a couple of seconds to figure 
out that I was referring to my bra. Once I'd freed myself of my 
upper garments, I had Mike unzip my skirt. Slipping out of it, I 
tossed it aside and lay back, watching Mike stare hungrily at my 
body. I was now wearing nothing but my sheer panties.

"I know you know how to get these off", I grinned.

Mike eagerly peeled off my panties and tossed them atop my other 
discarded garments. He just stared at my pussy as if in a trance, 
and I wondered what was going through his head. I hoped he wasn't 
having second thoughts about fucking his mother, because I was as 
ever so horny. His next words quelled any doubts I may have had.

"Oh, Mom, your pussy is gorgeous," he said, his voice thick with 
lust. "I can't wait to fuck it!"

"Then, hurry up, baby," I groaned. "Get between my legs and shove 
that gorgeous big prick of yours up Mommy's cunt!"

As Mike scrambled on top of me, I grabbed his hard young cock with 
both hands and almost jammed it between my cuntlips. We were both 
so eager to get that stiff hunk of meat into my hot little hole 
that at first he had a bit of trouble entering me. But once he'd 
gotten the first half-inch inside, it was smooth sailing and with 
a loud moan, he buried his long, thick cock into my hot pussy to 
the very hilt.

I lifted my legs up and wrapped them around my son's hips, locking 
my heels in the small of his back. His balls were hot on my 
asshole and his prick was throbbing in my tightly-stretched cunt. 
I'd never felt so full of cock. I could hear moaning and 
whimpering from the master bedroom across the hall and I knew that 
David and Melinda were fucking once more. Well, we'd show them, I 
thought, lifting my ass as Mike began to slide his incredibly long 
prick in and out of my pussy.

"Yesssss! Fuck me, baby!", I hissed. "Fuck mommy in the cunt!

Mike started to pound his cock into me hard, his muscular young 
ass flexing under my clutching fingers as I pulled him deeper into 
me. The tip of his prick was slamming against my cervix and at 
times it almost felt as if his cockhead was actually penetrating 
inside my womb. I smiled as I thought about the irony of it all. 
Fifteen years ago, I'd given birth to him through the same hole 
his cock was in, and now here he was, banging away at me trying 
his best to get back in.

"Uhhhh, Mom! Your cunt is so tight and hot!", he moaned, pumping 
me hard and fast.

I loved to be fucked like that. Dave rarely had the stamina lately 
for more than a quick unsatisfying poke which left me frustrated. 
Now I knew why... he was saving it all for Melinda! Well, if my 
husband wanted to fuck his own daughter rather than his wife, that 
was fine with me. I had my own stiff-peckered young stud now. The 
feeling of my son's big cock slamming deeply and swiftly in and 
out of my clasping cunt felt so damned fantastic that it was all I 
could do to keep from screaming out in ecstasy.

Then is struck me. Why shouldn't I scream? Why shouldn't I let my 
husband hear us? He was in our bed fucking the ass off our 12-
year-old daughter and they were making enough noise to wake the 
neighbors. It would be sweet revenge to make a bit of noise and 
let him know how deliciously his son was fucking me.

I began to moan loudly, begging Mike to fuck me harder, squealing 
out my pleasure as I hadn't done for years. Dave and I were 
normally fairly restrained when it came to noise in our lovemaking 
because the kids might hear us. There wasn't much point to that 
now, was there! I began to talk dirty to Mike as he fucked me, as 
much for Dave's benefit as for my son's.

"Ooohhhhh, baby! Fuck! You're so good! I love your big cock 
fucking me! Uuuuuuuhhhhhh, yeahhhhh! Slam it up there, Mikey! Fuck 
me hard! Fuck Mommy's hot cunt real hard!!"

My words had an immediate effect on my son. He began pumping me as 
hard and as fast as he could, his tight young ass almost a blur as 
he slammed his prick into me savagely. I'd never been fucked so 
hard in my whole life, and it was fantastic. Mike was pounding me 
with everything he had, and I was humping my frothy cunt up to 
meet his every thrust, clinging to his slim young body for dear 
life.

Soon I didn't care if the whole world heard me, as long as my son 
kept fucking me like that. I screamed as the dull ache of pleasure 
in my ravaged pussy quickly blossomed into an intense orgasm. 
Waves of pleasure washed over me and I actually saw stars. I must 
have blacked out for a few seconds, because when I opened my eyes 
Mike was shuddering above me in the throes of his own orgasm. His 
young prick bucked and jerked inside me, pumping jets of hot, 
thick jism deep into my quivering cunt.

"UUNNNGGGGGGHHHHH! FUCK! I'M CUMMING, MOM!", he yelled. "OOOHHH,
 JESUS! I'M CUMMING UP YOUR HOT FUCKING CUNT!"

He sure was. I felt his huge load fill up my pussy and bubble out 
around his shaft as he kept pumping his squirting prick into me. 
After a few more shuddery lunges, he collapsed on top of me and we 
rested, my cunt rippling around his softly-twitching cock in post-
orgasmic bliss.

"Wow, that sure was some fuck, Mom!", gasped Mike, trying to catch 
his breath.

"It sure was!" said a voice from the doorway.

I looked up and saw my husband and daughter standing there 
watching us. They were both naked and had big cheesy grins on 
their faces. Dave was caressing Melinda's hairless little pussy 
and she was stroking his rejuvenated hard-on.

"Can Daddy and I join you?" asked Melinda, almost shyly.

I thought about it for a few seconds. My anger at my husband and 
daughter was gone, washed away by a tide of passion and love for 
my family. I held out my arms and Melinda came running to the bed, 
followed closely by her father.

"Well, since everybody seems to be fucking everybody else in this 
family," I grinned. "I don't see why not, do you?"

"No, Mom", giggled Melinda giving me a big hug. Then she looked at 
me with a big smile on her face.

"But, everybody isn't fucking everybody else..." she said, rubbing 
her little hand along my inner thigh until it rested on my cunt. 
"... at least not yet!"

I was a little shocked at what my daughter was proposing. Although 
I'd licked the occasionally pussy when I was a teenager, I hadn't 
had sex with another woman in years. And now, here was my little 
12-year-old daughter suggesting that we make out together. Well 
she actually hadn't suggested it I guess, but the look on her face 
and the way her hand was rubbing my pussy left nothing to the 
imagination. Actually, the more I thought about it, the more the 
idea of having sex with my pretty little daughter excited me. It 
obviously excited Mike to.

"Wow! Cool!", he said, fisting his rapidly recovering cock. "I've 
never seen to girls going at it before! Come on Mel, suck her 
cunt!"

"Don't be so crude!", snarled Melinda. "Or I won't suck your cock 
ever again."

"Who cares, you're a lame suck anyway. Mom will suck it for me, 
won't you Mom!"

"Will you two kids stop it!", I said starting to get a little 
annoyed.

My husband chuckled and sat on the bed next to us.

"If you two girls would like us to leave you alone, Mike and I 
could go and watch TV or something for a while. You know, give you 
a bit of privacy."

Melinda and I looked at each other and I knew what she was 
thinking.

"No, we'd like you guys to stay, right Melinda?"

Melinda smiled and nodded.

"I think from now on, sex in this household should be a family 
affair", I said with a grin. "What do you think?"

My answer was a chorus of cheers all round and I was immediately 
engulfed by three naked bodies. We all giggled and hugged and 
laughed together for a while, but soon, the giggling died down and 
the heavy breathing started.

Mike had his head pressed between his sister's legs and was trying 
to get his tongue into her tight little cunt. Dave was licking his 
way down my belly preparing to do the same to me as I leaned over 
and took Mike's cock into my mouth. Melinda completed the family 
daisy-chain by taking her father's big prick between her lips and 
sucking loudly.

Soon, the sounds of moaning and slurping filled the room as we all 
sucked and licked each other to orgasm. Melinda came first, with 
her brother's tongue flicking her tiny clit. He'd had to open her 
tiny cuntlips with his fingers to get at the sensitive little bud, 
but once he found it, Melinda took of like a rocket, whimpering 
loudly around her father's cock. That sent Dave over the edge and 
he filled her hungry little mouth with a load of incestuous sperm.

My husband's lips sucked hard on my clit as he came into his 
daughter's mouth and I peaked as well, moaning around my son's 
throbbing cock. I began to fist the base of Mike's cock and pump 
him into my mouth as he began to stiffen and groan into his 
sister's leaking cunt. In seconds, Mike was filling my mouth with 
his tasty young cream.

We all lay there panting after that, trying to catch our breaths. 
Eventually, Melinda crawled over to me and lay her head on my 
belly, looking up at me with those beautiful deep blue eyes.

"Looks like they're going to be out of action for a while", she 
grinned, looking over at her brother and father's limp cocks.

"Yep," I chuckled. "For half and hour at least, knowing your 
father."

Melinda looked up at me again with that look in her eyes. I knew 
what she wanted, and I wanted it too. I stroked her hair and moved 
her head down gently between my legs until her chin was resting on 
my mound. I watched as she inhaled deeply and closed her eyes, 
savoring the smell of my pussy.

 Her tongue flicked out almost like a little snake's and she 
licked my slit from top to bottom, hardly parting the lips. Then 
she did it again, this time a little harder and a little firmer. I 
shivered with delight. For the first time in 20 years I was 
getting my pussy licked by another woman... correction... girl, 
and it was my 12-year-old daughter! It was utterly depraved... but 
totally delicious.

So was my cunt, apparently, because no sooner did Melinda get her 
tongue between the folds of my pussy, she thrust it in deeper 
licking out the aromatic juices that were again flowing freely. I 
rolled over onto my back and pulled my daughter on top of me in a 
69 position, nuzzling my face into her hairless cunt. She licked 
and sucked at my cunt like a pro and I couldn't help but wonder 
which of her sexy little friends had taught her how to suck pussy 
so well.

My own tongue was busy parting Melinda's tight little cuntlips. I 
found I couldn't penetrate her with my tongue unless I opened her 
elastic little cuntlips with my thumbs. God she was tight! Now I 
knew why my husband loved to fuck the girl. As her tiny cunt 
nipped and squeezed my stiff tongue, I could imagine the fantastic 
feeling Dave must get every time he slid his huge cock into this 
tiny little hole.

Dave and Mike were fully recovered now, watching the hot tongue 
action Melinda and I were giving each other. Their cocks were 
rock-hard and both guys were rubbing them slowly with their fists. 
And as Melinda and I sucked each other's pussies to orgasm, I knew 
that Dave and Mike would soon be pounding their long stiff pricks 
into us again. I also knew that from now on, we'd all fuck each 
other whenever we got the urge. My family would never be the same 
again... and I loved it!
 The End.
