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Author: GM Jack

Title: Family Rules

Subject: A quick look at the rules of one family.

Keywords: MFmf, inc

My family, like most, has its rules. My family's rules are just a little different than most. For instance, some might have a rule such as, no shoes can be worn in the house. At our house the rule is:

No clothes can be worn in the house.

You might say we are nudists, but at my house it is more about being prepared for sex at any moment. No clothing is allowed unless it is specifically related to sex play. Not even shoes. (Non sweaty smelly feet make better foot sex)

The room just off of the foyer is where all of our clothes are keep. Clothes are only put on when leaving the house. When you arrive home, you must first strip before entering any other pat of the house. This includes the back yard as well. The only clothes I have in my bedroom are things like my harnesses, my PVC suits etc.

Another related rule is:

No underwear can be worn except for special circumstances.

I have not worn a bra or panties to school since I was 11. This combined with the next rule has gotten me a "following" at school.

This rule is specifically for my mom and myself:

Your posture must always be revealing.

This means legs spread when sitting or standing. Never cross your arms in front. Head up, back arched, shoulders back, breasts forward. When my mom or I wear a short skirt and low cut blouse, it can be quite a show.

I was once called to the principle's office for some complaints about my attire. The principle thought he was being smart by calling my parents.

Once my parents were there, we all sat down in his office. The principle said his bit and my parents told him that it would not be a problem after today.

He stood up and my mother walker over to him. As they were shaking hands, my mom used her other hand to quickly unzip his pants and pull out his cock.

Before he knew what was happening, I hit my knees and popped his cock in my mouth. My Dad quickly snapped at least 4 pictures clearly showing his shocked face looking down at me sucking his cock.

He pushed me away and zipped back up as quickly as he could, but it was too late. My Dad walked over to him as he fell back into his seat.

Dad told him, "If we hear anything about this again, or if there is ever any question about my daughter's conduct, these pictures will find their way to the media. Regardless of what you tell them, all they will see is your cock being sucked by one of your 13 year old students."

My parents were right, it has not been a problem since that day.

Like other families, the children are to obey their parents. After my brother and I hit puberty, however, some things changed. This rule went into effect:

When it comes to sexual acts of any kind, the women must obey the men.

This rule effectively means that I must obey all family members sexually. Basically, I am the family slut toy. I don't really mind, though. The things we do are fun. I find that any embarrassment, or trepidation that I my feel at first, usual creates a heightened sense of excitement, and eventually, of pleasure.

For example, I was a bit shocked and embarrassed the first time I walled into the living room to find my brother and one of his friends standing there.

"Hi sis, you know Jeff," My brother Brian said with a grin on his face.

"Suck him off."

I have found that hesitation at times like this just delays the inevitable.

I walled up to him and said, "Hi Jeff."

Per the house rules, he was already naked. I suppose the mere thought of all of this must have been exciting for him because his cock was already rock hard.

I got down on my knees and put my hands behind my back. Then I wrapped my lips around his cock and began to give him the best blowjob he had ever had.

As it is with most younger guys, it was not long before I had his cum shooting into my mouth. As usual, I swallowed it all without letting any out around my lips. The look of amazement on Jeff's face was quite exciting. I decided to see how long I could make that look last.

After I finally let his softening cock out of my oral grasp, I walked over to the sofa. Dad had been there the whole time, stroking his cock. I turned to face Jeff, and smiled at him as I sat down, burying Dad's cock in my pussy. I began to ride it as I watched Jeff's face. You have never seen such big eyes.

Suddenly his eyes got even bigger and he gasped. He had not realized that my mom had been behind him watching the whole time. She had sneaked up behind him and stuck her tongue in his asshole. She keep it firmly planted as Jeff just about fell.

As mom continued her rim job, my brother got behind her and began to fuck her pussy. Jeff was hard again very quickly. Mom told him lay on his back. She then quickly hopped on his cock. Brian moved in behind her and got his dick in her ass at the same time. Dad moved me to the floor on all fours and entered my ass.

When Jeff began to stiffen for orgasm, mom hopped off of his dick and got it in her mouth just in time. Jeff blew his second load in her mouth. She swallowed slowly but deliberately, being careful not to let any escape, as all Carter women are taught.

Brian continued to pump Mom's ass, as Dad pumped mine. When Brian was ready to cum, he pulled out and shot his load on her asshole. Dad did the same to me. This brings us to another rule:

Cum must not be wasted.

Mom and I know our family rules well. Without being told, we both crawled to the center of the room. Mom presented her ass to me, and I began to lick all of my brother's cum off of it, swallowing it all down. After cleaning it all off, I turned and presented my ass to her.

After licking and swallowing all of Dad's cum of off my ass, she stood up and said, "So, how about about a bite to eat?"

We all went to the dinning room for dinner. Of course, the night's play continued afterward, but that is for another time.

These are not all the rules, of course. They just give a good basis for understanding our family.

In the end it boils down to one thing. A family works (And CUMS!) well together when everyone follows the rules.

Copyright © 2014, G.M.Jack