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   Story Contains (M/b, mast, M/b/F, incest, pedo)

I was horny at work all day. I had been rubbing my dick under my desk since after lunch and I needed to get laid. I thought about a quick restroom suck somewhere after work, but I wanted something different. I wanted something that I desired, not a quick fix. As I lightly flicked at my dick under the desk, my eyes wandered to the family portrait on my desk.  I wasn't focusing on my wife, but instead, I rubbed a little faster as I took in the features of my sons. I recalled the images of David's ten year old butt and the muscles that were growing as he aged. I remembered breathing the scent of Corey's seven year old head of straight brown hair. I remembered the years of bathing them both when they were younger and lingering in one special spot. I also remembered stopping myself from doing something that I would regret. I have been good for so many years. It was much easier to fondle and not get caught when they were toddlers, feeling their miniature hard-ons throb in orgasm while I sucked and knowing that they wouldn't say anything. But I had to keep myself in check as they grew older.

My wife and I had been fighting so much lately and it had been months since we had any sex. If the boys were getting me hard, I used to be able to fuck the wife and take out my passion on her, but I hadn't had that in a while.

I just about yelped when my phone rang. I jumped in my seat and felt my knuckles bruise against the desk. My heart was pounding and my hands shook as I fumbled to answer the phone. My eyes panned and tried to look at the walkway outside my cubical to see if anyone had noticed me acting like an idiot. No one had seen me and I breathed a sigh of relief. 

I didn't answer the phone in time and I dialed the voicemail. It was my wife who called. She was still pissed about me telling her that she could fuck up the simplest things in life. It was true anyway, Alicia had a way of fucking things up on purpose ,so that the task would become some one else's responsibility. She was calling to tell me that she was going out of town for the weekend with her friends and that I would have to take care of the boys. Normally this would be fine with me, but I really wanted to get my dick sucked by another guy or even just a quick hand job in a parking lot. The clock on my desk said that it was only 3:30pm so I had an hour and a half before I could start my weekend.

I let my phone drop on the desk a bit harder than normal, staring at it and wondering where things went wrong. I think that the only reason that Alicia and I had gotten along so well was because we liked to mess around with the boys when they were super young. I remember Alicia's look of ecstasy when David's baby mouth began suckling at her nipple. She said that it felt amazing and after a while I was licking her pussy while David sucked on her tit. Things were hot back then and we couldn't wait to try out new things with our baby boys. I even got to masturbate David's one year old boner into my wife's pussy while he orgasmed.

Remembering the "toddler-days" was getting me really worked up. I began flicking at my hard-on under the desk even faster as I recalled Corey's baby mouth suckling the syrup off of my dickhead.

I stopped myself from exploding under my desk  and shot a hot load in the men's room and then made up a crazy excuse to get out of work early. I just jizzed a fuck-ton but was still itching for some fun. I got like that a lot and my dick felt hot all the time when it happened. 

I drove for about twenty minutes to get to my favorite rest stop off of the interstate. When the right people were hanging around, I could get a good suck or a hand job, but it was usually at night. In the afternoon, there seemed only old folks and traveling families. I watched a father adjust the pull-ups on his little boy and my mind went back to my own boys at home. I had avoided touching them for so long because I didn't want to face jail and I know that my wife felt the same way. I wondered if she would want to rekindle the hotness of the old days by trying some things with our kids. I stood at the urinal of the rest stop, growing a woody as I imagined Corey's little boner slamming into his mom's pussy. I got a strange look from an older man who was at the urinal next to me and decided to wait till he was gone to zip up and get back to my car.

I sat with my phone in my hands, thinking about what I should do next. I could probably end my frustration by having a quick cum in the bathroom at home or I could try a quick hookup online for tonight. Without finalizing anything, my thumbs rushed to tap the tiny keys on my phone. I typed quickly before I lost the courage, 'I'M SORRY...I MISS WHAT WE USED TO BE'. I had sent the message for my wife to receive, and soon as I hit the send key, I regretted it. She was more wrong than I was and it was difficult to swallow that down and type the message. My heart beat in my chest as I waited for a reply. Part of me was ready for a fight if she was rude about it and the other part didn't know what else to expect. 

It felt like forever, but it was probably only ten minutes before I saw her reply as a single question mark. I was shaking a little but found the courage to enter another message that read,

 'I MISS OR FAMILY FUN AND HOW EXCITED WE WOULD GET FOR EACH OTHER.' 

I was shaking even more and tried to steady my hands against the steering wheel as I typed the second part of the message, 'YOU EVER WANT TO GO BACK TO THAT KIND OF FUN?' Alicia would know exactly what the term 'family fun' meant, since its the code that we would use when talking about what we did with the boys.

My heart pounded in my chest and it was difficult to wait even longer to read my wife's reply, which was a simple 'YES'. I just about pissed myself when I read her message. In that moment, I truly felt like I could forgive all of her stupid shit, just so we could be pedophile parents again.

'BUT ITS DANGEROUS.' My wife added, in a second text.

My shoulders slouched and I felt my heart sink. I imagined my seven year old boy shuddering with pleasure as he experienced his first orgasm at the touch of his mommy and daddy. But I guess Alicia would be fine without the risk or the pleasure.

I wasn't sure what to reply with. I felt disappointment along with a surge of lust for my wife again. My phone vibrated and chirped, and I read the text from my wife that said, 'BUT YOU CAN HAVE FUN IF U WANT.' My dick solidified against the material of my pants.

'REALLY?' I quickly typed as a reply.

'YES,' She replied, 'LUCKY BASTARD'

My hands were shaking like crazy as I read my wife's words, giving me permission to touch our boys. I had to retype the words a few times because I was so shaky, but I finally sent the text, 'HAVE FUN WITH ME?' 

I pinched the hardon in my pants as I waited for a reply from Alicia. I watched families pile back into a van and I wondered if those youngsters ever felt the sexual touch of their parents. I waited for about ten minutes, but Alicia never sent a reply to my invitation. I had to stop rubbing myself and focus on my breathing, so that I could drive without having a premature ejaculation in my pants. I took a deep breath and pulled the car out of the rest stop parking lot and made my way home.

When I got home, I made my way to the master bedroom as fast as I could. The front of my slacks had a huge, dark wet blotch from my precum that was free flowing all day. I saw that Corey was playing with a friend in the back yard and figured that David was probably in his room.

As I was pulling on a pair of khaki shorts, I heard a knock on the bedroom door, followed by David's voice.

"Dad?" David said from the other side of the door. "Can I go over to Stevie's house?"

My heart jumped and I opened the door. I gulped as I looked at my son with different eyes, knowing that I had permission to do things with him.

"Do you really want to go right now?" I asked, "I was hoping we could have some 'guy time' together." Guy Time was my way of saying, 'Mom is out, let's eat junk food and play xbox.'

"Please, Dad?" David begged, running a soft hand through his brunette bangs. David didn't have long hair, but kept it just long enough for bangs in front of his eyebrows. "Stevie got a new ramp at his house  and we were gonna try it out." He added.

I sighed, looking at the paper bag that I had brought with me. I grabbed the paper bag off of the bed and looked at my ten year old boy as he waited for an answer.

"I wanted to give you something." I said, feeling the shaky nervousness return. I extended my arm, offering the bag to my son. 

David took the bag, looking at it with a perplexed face. "What is it?" He asked, opening the bag and peeking inside.

I grinned as I saw my son's eyes open wide and his mouth drop open. David fished his young hand into the bag to pull out a porno magazine with a naked man and woman on the cover. My son looked at me with those adorable bright blue eyes, as if asking permission. I smiled and nodded and watched him glance out the door and down the hallway, to make sure we were alone. David flipped through the first few pages and I closed the bedroom door, locking it.

My ten year old son's breathing had become shaky as he fixed his eyes on a full page of three naked girls, touching each other. When David sat down on the edge of the bed, I knew it was because he was getting hard. I sat next to him and looked at the pictures with him.

"How come you're giving this to me?" David asked. "I thought we weren't allowed to look at stuff like this."

"You're a growing boy." I said, putting a hand on his back. "When your dick gets hard, like it is now," I  tapped my index finger on the tent in his blue Bermuda shorts, "You need something good to look at while you rub it."

David avoided looking at me as his face turned red. "You know about that?" He asked.

I just about shot a load in my shorts when he said that. I had no idea that my son had already learned to masturbate, and thought it was such a turn on that he thought I had found out.

"Yes. I know about it." I answered, "How many times a day do you do it, son?" 

David set the magazine down on his lap, looking away and at the wall. He was clearly embarrassed by the subject. 

I rubbed a reassuring hand on his little back, "It's alright," I said, "I rub mine every morning and before I go to bed." I leaned in closer, "And sometimes I do it at work."

My son's head turned quickly to look at me. "You do?"

"Yep." I answered.

David smiled a little, still red in the face. "I do it in the shower." He admitted. "The soap feels good." He let out a shaky laugh, looking to see my response.

I smiled at my boy, telling him it was okay. "Do you do it any other times?" I asked.

David shook his head, looking back at the magazine. It got quiet for a few, as I watched my boy turn the pages to find new images that were turning him on.

"Do you like rubbing it in in the shower?" I asked, pointing at my son's crotch.

David nodded his head eagerly in response. I smiled again and patted his back. "There's a lot of other ways to make it feel good." I said.

David stopped flipping the page, in mid-turn. "There are?"

I chuckled at my son's surprised face. "Yes." I said, "I like to put a sandwich bag between the mattresses, with lotion inside the bag and move my dick in and out."

"Whoa." David breathed. "What other ways are there?" He asked.

"You can get naked, " I said, "and hump your dick against a pillow." I continued rubbing my son's back while I spoke. "You can rub until right before the good feeling at the end, then stop and start over. When I do that, I get the best orgasm in the world at the end."

"What a orgasm?" David asked.

"An orgasm, is when your whole body tenses up and you get that good feeling all over and it feels like you're going to pee."

"Oh." David said, "I like it when that happens."

"Me too." I agreed, "Its even better when you can touch some one else." I looked down at the page that David had stopped on, it had a naked girl with big breasts with another girl who was shoving a vibrator in her cunt. I pointed to the breasts of the girl on the page and asked, "Wouldn't it feel good to rub your dick on this girl's breasts? Right on the nipple?"

David's eyes grew wider as he breathed shaky, "Yeah." He answered.

I moved my finger down to the light brown patch of pubic hair on the girl's crotch. "Maybe you could rub your dick right there. Would that feel good to you?"

The magazine shook in my son's hand and he was breathing a little different. I noticed my son's smooth legs shifting on the bed a little.

I said, "What if she kissed your dick when it was hard? Would you like that?"

David kept his wide and excited eyes on the magazine page, as if he didn't want to miss anything. I saw my son's young fingers grip tighter onto the color page.

Suddenly my boy's lips closed tight and he put on a look that was like he was angry at something. I noticed my son's hips rolling and gyrating. David looked at me and made a noise like a whimper.

"Are you gonna have an orgasm?" I asked.

David's face turned a deep red as he nodded his head to say 'yes'. I carefully reached my hand under the magazine and grabbed and the tented material in the crotch of my son's shorts and started squeezing. I felt my boy's legs open and then close repeatedly against my touch.

"It's okay, son." I said,  "Keep looking at the girl."

I kept one hand rubbing soft circles on my son's back while my other hand grabbed and bunched up the material around my son's pumping erection. It was so amazing to see my son begin to fuck his hard dick into my groping hand as he leaned forward. David hummed a deep moan while every muscle in his lower body tightened and shook against my slow massage against his crotch.

"That's it, son." I whispered, "keep thinking of her touching you."

I kept slowly squeezing my boy's crotch, even as he continued leaning forward. If I wasn't there to brace him, David would have already fallen off the bed. I loved that all of his weight was resting on my rubbing hand as he had his orgasm. It was amazing how, as his orgasm calmed, David opened his mouth to let loose loud sighs that accompanied his exhales.

Finally, David's chest was all the way forward and pressed against my forearm and he couldn't even see the magazine. I slowed my hand on him, barely touching. When I saw that David's breathing had slowed to normal, I removed my hand from his shorts but continued rubbing his back.

"Wasn't that fun?" I asked, using quiet and gentle tones.

David stayed in his forward position, nodding his head. After a few moments, he sat up and closed the magazine, avoiding looking at me.

"I can keep this in my room?" David asked, holding up the magazine.

"Yes." I answered. "Hide it somewhere and if you want more, just let me know."

Finally, David looked at me. "I can have more?" He asked, with a half smile.

"Yep." I replied, getting up and unlocking the door. "But if anyone asks where you got them, say that you found them."

It was cute, watching my ten year old boy try to walk out of the room while adjusting his crotch. Before David left the room, I said "You should take that to Stevie's house. Maybe he'll want to see it too."

David smiled at me nodding his head with enthusiasm and then walked off to his room. I sat back down on the bed, wide eyed and stunned that I actually did what I had wanted to do for so long. I didn't get to touch David's little penis, in the flesh, but I comforted him and guided him as he had an orgasm.

I sat on the bed, opening and closing my legs while I massaged my crotch, like I had just done with my son. I heard the front door open and then close as David left to go to his friend's house. I imagined David and Stevie looking at the porno together as they rubbed each other off.

I had to release my hardon before I came. I still had one more boy that I could touch and I wanted him to see my load.

I walked into the living room and watched Corey play on the sidewalk out front. Corey's school mate, Sam was playing cars with him. I wished that Sam could join in the fun, because he was a hot little redhead that I dreamed about, but I knew better.

"Time to come inside, Corey!" I yelled out through the screen door.

Corey's shoulders slumped when he heard me and he quickly gathered his toys while saying goodbye to his friend. I opened the screen door, for Corey as he ran inside and I saw him glance at the boner poking my pants out.

I closed the front door and Corey dumped his hand full of cars onto the living room coffee table. 

"What are you doing, Daddy?" Corey asked, staring at my crotch.

"I've been making myself feel good." I said, as I walked over and sat on the couch. I opened my legs wide and pawed at the boner in my shorts. Corey jumped up and sat on the couch, watching me fondle myself.

"Do you ever make yourself feel good?" I asked, squeezing my erection.

"Yeah." Corey replied, "David showed me how, when we used to take baths."

I rubbed myself even faster when I heard my seven year old boy admit that, his older brother had taught him to feel good.

"We're gonna make each other feel good, right now." I said, picking Corey up under his arms and setting him to straddle my right thigh. Corey's legs were bent under so that he was sitting with his knees pointed at me. I felt a jolt of ecstasy as I felt my little boy's knee brush against the crotch of my shorts. 

As soon as Corey was set down and comfy, I immediately lifted the hem of his shirt and fished my fingers into his shorts. I felt Corey flinch and gasp at my touch as I probed until my hand was inside his briefs. My thumb and forefinger found Corey's little soft intact penis and I rolled it in my grip.

"I want to make you hard, like me." I explained.

"Okay." Corey said, pushing his hips forward.

I continued to rub the smooth skin of Corey's flaccid little dick, feeling it lengthen in my touch. It didn't take long before I was masturbating an erect little two inch cock. I could feel Corey's small legs squeeze and grip my upper legs as I rubbed him.

"You wanna see Daddy's pee pee?" I asked.

I smiled when I saw Corey's head bob up and down to say 'yes'. I released my boy's hardon and opened the crotch on my shorts. My hands shook as I reached through the slit in my boxers and fished out my eight inch hardon. I smiled when my seven year old son gasped at the size of my dick.

"Wow." Corey breathed. "Its big!"

I felt a wave of pleasure run through me, from such a young child seeing my hard cock. I reached my hand a took hold of Corey's right hand, placing it on my hard shaft. A wave of pleasure ran through me and I flinched while holding his hand tight on my dick. My breathing suddenly became labored and uneven and I quickly removed my young boy's hand.

"Did you get your good feeling?" Corey asked, looking at my twitching dick.

"Almost." I answered. "But I want to wait. When grown ups get their good feeling, stuff comes out and it makes a mess. Plus I want to make it last." 

"Stuff comes out?" Corey asked, looking like he wanted to grab hold of my cock again.

"Yeah." I said. I put my little boy's hard cock in my fingers again, seeing him briefly hold his breath at my touch. "You know when you rub your pee pee a lot and it feels really good and like you're going to pee?"

"Yeah." Corey said in an exhale.

"When you get older," I explained, "You don't pee, but sperm comes out."

"Sperms?" Corey breathed.

"Its gooey white stuff that shoots out and it makes babies." I said.

"Wow." Corey said, as he began gyrating his hips against my rubbing. "It feels like I pee when I get the good feeling, maybe some comes out." Corey added.

"You're too young for that." I said, as I picked up the speed on his little erection. "You won't be able to make sperm until you're around twelve years old."

Corey tightened the muscles in his abdomen as I sped up. But even as I rubbed him faster, he still spoke.

"My sperms are pretend?" Corey asked.

"Sure." I said, smiling at my boy's youthful explanation for what his body does during orgasm. "You can make all of the pretend sperm you want."

Corey's legs tightened even more on my thigh as he ground his hips against me. "I want to make them come out, now."

"You gotta wait." I said, slowing down on his little dick. "I want to show you all kinds of different ways to make this," I tugged on his foreskin a couple of times, "feel really good."

"Okay." Corey agreed.

I lifted Corey off of my lap and told him to take his clothes off because I wanted to see him naked. The little guy was so turned on that he tried to take everything off as quick as possible. I stood up and pulled all of my clothes off as well. When we were both naked, I led my eyes wander all over my little boy's soft features, wishing that my wife could be here to enjoy him as well.

I sat back down on the couch and lifted Corey back onto my right leg. His little body was so smooth and every part of him that touched me, felt like absolute heaven. I pulled my boy close, hugging his soft head of brown hair against my chest hair. I kissed his head and whispered, "I love touching you, son. You're so soft."

"You're hairy, Daddy." Corey said, making me chuckle.

I moved my little boy so that he sat with his butt on my pubic hair and my hardon was up between his legs. Corey laid his smooth back against my stomach, letting his head rest at the center of my chest. I reached between Corey's legs and pulled my dick up, against his scrotum and tiny cock, my boy instinctively closed his legs tight against my erection. I hummed a sigh of pleasure into my son's hair as I kissed him and I grabbed his little pecker and pressed it against mine. I loved how my boy's soft little ball sack mashed against the grandeur of my erection. I felt hot jolts of pleasure as I looked at my seven year old's young and soft body laying against my dark body hair.

"I wanna see your sperms come out, Daddy." Corey demanded, grabbing hold of my cock.

That's when I heard the front door come flying open. My heart immediately sped up and I was lifting Corey's naked little body off of me when I realized that it was my wife. 

I sat still in freeze frame, with my son raised off of my hard dick, watching for what Alicia would do. When she closed the front door and saw us, she let out a loud gasp, clearly not expecting us to be naked on the couch. Alicia smiled at me and the at her boy, who I still held in the air.

"Hi Mommy!" Corey piped, waving at his mother.

I set Corey back down, where he was before. We were both naked and I was busted. I felt my dick shrivel a little as my wife walked across the living room and threw her keys on the kitchen counter along with her purse. She made her way back to the living room where I'm sure I looked like a deer in head lights.

"Hi." I said, feeling more than awkward at the situation. The last time Alicia and I were in the same room together, she called me a selfish prick and left the room. My heart was pounding as I watched my wife stare at the floor by the couch, looking like she didn't know what to say.

"The girls couldn't do the night out?" I asked as I tried to hide my crotch along with our son's.

"No." Alicia answered, draping her long brown hair over her left ear. "I just decided to come home."

My mouth dropped open a little and I could feel my face turn red as I studied my wife's expressions. She knew what I would be doing. She knew that it would be dangerous, but I wondered if she knew that I would move this quickly.

Corey was restless against me, pressing my hands into his crotch. The silence was strange as I watched to see if my wife would just leave the room because she wasn't ready for this. Alicia looked like she was about to say something but them shut her mouth and turned away. She did this a couple times. Finally my wife leaned forward and kissed Corey on the forehead.

"Are you having fun with Daddy?" Alicia asked, in her Mommy voice.

"Yeah!" Corey yelped, "But Daddy has a lot of hair." 

Alicia looked at me, stifling a laugh. "Yep." She said, "That's the way we found him in the woods, honey. We taught him how to talk, but we forgot to shave him."

I shared a chuckle with my wife, feeling her hand move to hold mine. I knew that my face was turning red and that tears were filling my eyes, but it was okay because, I could see the same thing in my wife's eyes. I squeezed Alicia's hand, realizing how long it had been since we had been happy together, without having to fake it.

My wife's hand moved away from mine and I suddenly felt a jolt as she grabbed my boner. I could feel her pressing my cock against our son's smooth ball sack and then opening her grip to press Corey's erection against mine. I sucked in a quick breath while Alicia's hand slowly jacked my son and I and the same time.

I watched Alicia show her 'mommy-smile' to our young boy, and felt him flinch and gasp as she touched him.

"Is that feeling good?" Alicia asked, kissing the top of Corey's head.  Corey replied with a slow nod, moving his hands away from his own crotch.

I heard Alicia laugh a little and then say, in a calm and comforting tone, "It's okay honey, you don't have to be embarrassed."

I looked down at my son's blushing face and thought how amazing it was that he was embarrassed at his  mother's touch. I figured Corey would be up for anything, since he didn't have a problem with my touch in the first place.

"Don't you like it, buddy?" I asked, seeing that Corey was looking away from his mother's rubbing hand. "You want Mom to stop?"

Corey's eyes were looking at his mother's rubbing fingers, and after a few seconds he shook his head. I wrapped my arms around Corey's soft chest, hugging him close.

"You know," I said, "When you were a baby, you used to get naked with us all the time."

"I did?" Corey asked.

I nodded my head, letting my chin lightly touch his head. "And we would touch you and you would suck on mommy's boobies and make her feel good."

"Oh." Corey breathed.

Corey was still holding back and I asked, "Does it feel weird cause its Mommy?"

Corey nodded his head, still avoiding eye contact with Alicia. 

I saw my wife slow down on Corey's little boner and say, "It's alright, honey. I'll stop if you want me to." She smiled at him, just like she did when she used to get him dressed before bed. "All I want is for you to feel good."

Corey kept silent but opened his legs a bit wider while his mommy massaged our hardon's together. I could feel my boy's smooth ass cheeks tighten repeatedly as his mother picked up the pace. Finally, our boy was getting into it more.

"See?" I whispered into his ear, "It feels a little weird, but feels good too, huh?"

"Yeah." Corey breathed as his legs twitched and his breathing got a bit labored.

I kissed my son gently on the soft skin just behind his right ear and whispered, "You want to see what Mommy looks like when she's naked?"

A smile stretched on Corey's little mouth and he shook his head with excitement. I saw my wife's eyes open wide like she was surprised, but I knew that her expression was more from a sudden jolt of lust. 

When Alicia let go of our dicks, I grabbed my son's hands and placed them to hold both of our cocks. "Make us feel good." I said.

Alicia stood and began removing her blouse as she walked to the front door and locked it. "David has been trying to call you." She said, as she slipped off her blouse and began unbuttoning her jeans. "He's staying the night at Stevie's house."

I was in heaven, feeling my son's young hands working our dicks in his grip. I recalled that my cell phone was still in my work pants and on vibrate.

Alicia was standing in front of us, only wearing her black sports bra and her white panties. "He sounded a little awkward. Is there something I should know?" She asked.

I felt Corey slow his jacking on our cocks, tilting his head to look at me.

"I'll tell you later." I replied.

"You didn't waste any time, did you?" My wife chuckled.

I shrugged and pressed my seven year old boy's hands back to rubbing us both.

"Are you ready?" Alicia asked, looking directly at Corey's bashful smile. She didn't wait for an answer, but simply undid the clasp on the back of her bra, letting her plump breasts pop into the open. Alicia cast her bra aside, onto the carpet and waited, letting Corey get a good look.

"You like them?" Alicia asked, with a smile.

Corey just smiled in return as he took in all of the adult detail of his mother's medium sized breasts. I think Corey's face was turning even more red as he stared at his mother's naked top half, trying to act like he wasn't embarrassed.

"when you were a baby," I said to Corey, "You would suck on mommy's boobies and you would make her feel good, like this..." I took Corey's little hardon into my grip and masturbated him, feeling his hips push up. "It would make her boobies feel good and she would feel good on her peepee. You want to see what a girl's peepee looks like? It's different from ours."

The bashful smile was gone from Corey's face, replaced by one of determination as he gyrated his hips against me and stared at his mother's body. Corey nodded his head and watched as his mother hooked her thumbs into her panties and pulled them down. There was an audible gasp from Corey as he saw his mother's nude crotch for the first time, that he could remember.

"Girl's don't have a wiener like guys do." I said, gesturing for Alicia to come closer. "They have an opening, right here." I wiggled my fingers against my wife's clit, then let my fingers venture lower, to finger her a little. I kept my thumb pressed on my wife's mon's and repeatedly squeezed my fingers and thumbs toward each other, making her bend at the knees a bit.

Alicia let out a grunt, bracing herself against the back of couch. "That's good, honey." She moaned.

"Mommy is feeling good right now." I said to Corey. I rubbed my son's stiff penis faster, "She feels just like your peepee feels right now." I added.

I was rubbing both my seven year old son and my wife at the same time.  Nothing compares to the nasty kind of incest that I was enjoying with my family at that moment...nothing. I pinched my wife's pussy tighter, hearing her react with a squeal and press her thighs together, tight.

Finally, I let go of her crotch and grabbed Corey's right hand, folding his little fingers into a fist and then extending the index and middle fingers. I moved our boy's hand to Alicia's pussy, seeing her hold her breath and open her legs to receive his touch. I moved Corey's fingers to fondle his mommy's clit and I loved watching her muscles flex at his touch. Next, I moved Corey's fingers so that they were gently going inside of his mother. Corey's eyes were wide with both pleasure from my other hand that was jacking him and from touching a naughty part of his mother.

"It's okay?" Corey asked when he heard his mother's deep moans as his fingers entered her pussy.

I went to answer my boy, but Alicia grunted a reply, cutting me off, "Yes!"

I felt Corey's tiny fingers take over and begin moving around on his own. I let go and allowed our boy to explore the good feelings that he could give his mommy.

"That's where us boys put our pee pee's when they are hard." I explained, "The boy and the girl get to feel good at the same time."

"And then the sperms come out?" Corey asked, scooting closer to his mother's crotch.

"Yep," I said, "The sperms go inside, where your fingers are and they make a baby."

"Wow." Corey breathed, as he gently wiggled his fingers.

Alicia was bent forward with both of her hands bracing against the back of the couch. Her left hand grabbed hold of her boy's hand and shoved his little fingers in until his knuckles were burried in her pubic hair. "Keep moving your fingers, honey." My wife groaned.

"Look at how good you're making mommy feel!" I said to Corey. "She loves how you're touching her."

Corey's eyes opened wide with amazement as he watched his mother's hips gyrate against his probing fingers. I could see that Corey's hand was working to move around more as his mother continued holding his hand at her cunt.

"Let's show him!" Alicia moaned, with her eyes closed.

"What?" I asked. I had stopped rubbing Corey's little dick, since he was scooting closer to his mother, focusing on her.

"Let's show him how he was made." Alicia replied, through gritted teeth.

"Oh," I gasped. "Okay! Have you been taking your pills?"

Alicia shook her head. I should have known she wouldn't be taking them since we hadn't had sex in forever.

"Fuck me." Alicia moaned, "Lets make a baby."

My first instinct was to calm my wife down so that she could think a bit clearer, but my second thought was to let my boy see what real sex was like. I was conflicted and I knew that I didn't have any condoms in the house. 

Alicia, pulled her boy's hand out of her pussy and moved to kneel in front of the couch. It was a turn on to watch my wife drop the 'Mommy act' and take on a persona of pure animal lust. I watched Alicia kneel in front of our boy and lean over to begin tongue kissing Corey's soft stomach. Corey laid back and let his mommy's mouth explore him. I don;t think Corey knew what to expect, but he looked like he was enjoying the attention.

Next thing I knew, Corey let out a yelp and his hands were holding onto the back of his mother's head as she sucked in both his tiny hardon and balls at the same time. I watched Corey's fingers tighten on his mother's hair and his legs extended straight out with his toes curling. His mommy was making him feel amazing! 

I was hearing moans and whimpers from the same little voice that asked for 'seconds' at dinner time and for a candy at the store. I leaned in and put my ear closer to my boy, to hear every erotic grunt that he uttered.

"Let's show him." Alicia said, between breaths.

Corey laid back all the way on the couch and was catching his breath while his right hand stroked his little cock.

"What do you think?" I asked, looking at Corey, "Would you like little brother or sister?"

Corey eagerly nodded his head, sitting up.

My wife grabbed my hand and guided me so that I was standing, then Alicia plopped herself down on the couch, in front of me, with her legs spread wide.

"Corey, look at my penis." I said, rubbing the length and letting my son watch. "All of this is going inside , where your fingers were rubbing." I placed the tip of my dick against my wife's vagina and paused, briefly. "Are you sure about this?" I asked.

"Yes." Alicia replied, pushing her hips forward. "Do it."

I slowly moved my pelvis letting my dick head push in. I was going slow but with force because it felt amazing.

Alicia gasped and grunted for me to go slower, but she wanted it, so I pushed even harder. This was one of the games that we had played in the past where Alicia would ask for me to be gentle, but I would immediately do the opposite and get rough. She fucking loved it.

I began rhythmically humping my dick into my wife while she pressed her fingers hard against her pubis. I was going at a moderate speed, but went faster when I heard my wife's grunts, making it sound like she was in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Corey asked.

"No, Honey." Alicia moaned, "It feels sooooo good!"

Corey sat on his legs next to my wife on the couch. My son's eyes moved from his mother's pained expressions to my fucking dick.

"Does it feel good to you too, Daddy?" Corey asked, watching me hammer my dick into his mother.

"Oh yes!" I moaned. "I love how this feels!" I loved our son's child like questions as we did such erotic, adult things in front of him. "Lick your mommy's nipple, Corey." I ordered.

Corey's eyes examined his mother's jiggling breasts as I fucked her. Finally, Corey opened his mouth a small amount and leaned forward with his tongue out. My wife couldn't wait and held the back of his head, mashing her son's open mouth onto her tit.

Corey's breathing was muffled as Alicia pressed him more. I silently urged her to let up on the poor kid and when she removed her hand, our son's head stayed. I was getting even more turned on as I watched our seven year old boy lap his deep red tongue all over his mother's hard nipple.

Alicia was almost screaming with every thrust into her cunt and I was grunting loud. I was hammering  fast and I could feel that I was getting close to unloading into my wife. "I'm almost there, are you sure-" I panted.

"Yes!" Alicia shouted. "Cum inside me!"

Corey stopped licking his mother and sat up. "Are you going to put the sperms in?" He asked.

"Yeah, buddy. Here it comes." I said.

My whole pelvis was moving so fast that it was almost a blur. Corey took it all in, seeing his mother's eyes roll back into her head and seeing me fuck like I was trying to hurt her.

"Keep...watching!" I labored to say as I felt my shaft turn to a sensitive solid rod. Every muscle in my body tensed up as I pumped hard and sloppy into my wife's hot cunt.

"Are you doing it?" Corey asked, when he saw me slow down and twitch with each jet that released into his mother. "Are you putting the baby in Mommy?" He added.

I nodded my head, releasing my breath that I had held and moaning with each new labored thrust. "It's going in, buddy."

Sweat dripped onto Alicia's stomach, from my brow. I was catching my breath and guiding my hardon in a few more times, with the last spasms of my orgasm.

Corey leaned forward and looked at Alicia's stomach like he could see inside if he looked hard enough. "The sperms are in there?" He asked, looking form me to his mother.

Alicia was rubbing her fingers against her clit as I pulled my cock out. "Yeah." She answered, rubbing herself faster. "Daddy's sperms are in there." 

"Wow!" Corey exclaimed. "That's how you made me?"

I nodded my head, sitting down on the coffee table and letting the remaining cum, drip out of my cock.

Corey hopped off of the couch and stood in front of me, looking at my dangling dick. "Is that the sperms?" He asked, pointing at the cum leaking onto the floor.

"Yeah, buddy. That's what's left over." I answered.

Corey turned to look between his mother's spread legs, leaning forward and peeking into her pussy. He stood up straight again and began rubbing his little hardon while he watched his mother speed-finger herself.

"I wanna do it." Corey said, turning to me. "I wanna help make the baby, like you did."

"You can't shoot sperms yet, buddy." I said.

"I can put my pretend ones in." Corey said, rubbing himself harder.

My wife was masturbating herself really hard and spreading her legs even wider. "Let him do it." She demanded in a whining desperate voice.

I could feel my heart rate pick up again as I felt a hot jolt, realizing how erotic the situation had become. I put my hands on my son's shoulders and turned him around to face his mother, head on. I reached my hands around to fondle his smooth ball sack and hard dick on my fingers and then I kissed him on the neck. Alicia watched, through her spread legs, as I moved her seven year old boy closer. I reached my hands under Corey's arms, and picked him up to align his crotch with her's. My wife's shaky hands grabbed hold of her boy's erection, an pulled the fleshy hood away to expose the cock head.

"Go ahead," I said softly, so my son. "Push it into mommy."

I heard Corey suck in a quick breath as he pushed his little cock forward and into his mommy's pussy. Alicia let out a high pitched sigh as she put both hands onto her son's naked ass, pulling him closer. I gently set Corey to laying on top of Alicia, with his little butt moving in a slow fucking motion. Alicia repeatedly kissed the top of Corey's head of soft brown hair, telling him he was doing a good job. I sat next to them, watching my son's eyes half closed, in ecstasy as he rhythmically fucked his mother.

"You can go faster if you want." I said, kissing Corey's shoulder.

Corey didn't waste any time, and began making a tiny 'fop, fop, fop' noise as he fucked harder and faster. My boy's breathing was muffled against his mother's skin and as he got into it, he propped himself up on his elbows. I took Corey's right hand and moved it to play with his mother's left nipple and we heard Alicia yelp in response.

I noticed Alicia's face become one of determination and lust. She put both of her hands to hold her son's cheeks as he looked up at her. "You're making me feel so good, honey."

Corey had a tiny dick, and I figured that the head of his little hardon must be fucking into her clit at just the right spot for her to be feeling this good.

I saw my wife's hands move around to hold Corey's perfect little round butt as he humped like crazy. Alicia began letting out a continuous stream of quiet whimpers and I knew she was getting close.

"Corey?" I said, "You're about to make mommy get her good feeling. Hump her even faster. Okay?"

Corey barely nodded his head in reply and began making louder and faster slapping noises as he hammered his mother's pussy. Corey kept up the speed and moved his head to look down at his mother's stomach, but Alicia turned his head so that he was looking at her.

Finally, Alicia stared straight into her little boy's eyes as she let out loud moans of pleasure as her orgasm hit. She wouldn't let go of her baby boy's small face and she shook the entire couch in an erotic convulsion.

"Harder!" Alicia urged.

Corey was already fucking pretty hard and fast, but he switched into full hammer-fuck mode as his mother screamed and shook. I felt Alicia hand grasp mine and exchange a look with me, sharing the moment. 

I leaned forward and kissed my wife like I hadn't done in years and was glad to feel her kissing back. As Alicia's orgasm faded, her breathing calmed and she grabbed onto my arm, bracing as her son hammered at her sensitive cunt.

Corey brought his elbows in closer, propping himself up better, allowing him to slam his little pelvis as hard as possible. I saw the worried look on my boy's face as he lost himself in pleasure. 

I started hearing whimpers and grunts that sounded like he was about to start crying. Corey;s young eyes locked onto mine as he moaned half words. 

I got up close and asked, "Are you gonna shoot your pretend sperms?"

I only got a loud squeal in response to my question and suddenly Corey's whole face turned red and he held his breath. His fucking got staggered and sloppy and I saw all of his back muscles flex, while his butt cheeks clenched. 

"Are you putting your baby in Mommy?" I asked.

Corey slowly nodded his head to say 'yes'. His little body continued leaning forward, pushing his cumming dick in as far as possible. Alicia, ran her fingers through her son's hair, comforting him as his body twitched with every dry shot into her.

"I can feel it, honey." She said, softly. 

Finally, Corey quit holding his breath and began panting, loudly. Corey collapsed, letting the weight of his little body rest against his mother.

"You did good, buddy." I said, circling my hand on Corey's back.

"You sure did." Alicia, added as she gently massaged our boy's tiny butt cheeks. "You did it just like a grown up."

-End

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