FAZER LOGINAs I approached the kitchen, I heard Melody and Mom talking. I stopped and listened."Marcy, you look -- how should I say it -- satisfied this morning. Did something happen last night? I know you're aware of our unique family relationship, so you can answer freely."There was a pause in the conversation. I think Melody was letting the silence work. She was aware of and had enjoyed us watching, and she'd let Mom know."Bob and I, last night... we, um..."Melody finished for her. "Fucked. You and your son had sex, right?"I assume Mom just nodded, because Melody continued, "That's amazing. I knew you were watching us; I talked to Bob.""What? You and Bob...?""No sex, Marcy -- well, unless masturbating together counts. I know you both watched my son and me, and Anna told me you both watched her with her brother and father."There was a pause; I think Mom was processing all this information."Marcy, since we are now all in the club, you might say, do you mind if I, um, get comfortable?"
She looked into my eyes as she slowly slid her mouth down my cock, taking almost all of it inside. I gently held her head. Her tongue glided around the tip; her hand held my balls. She was in no hurry to finish me off.I lay, propped up on pillows, and savored her skill at fellatio. She looked up at me as she suckled the head of my cock while stroking the shaft, then nibbled her way up and down my shaft while fondling my balls."You're good at this," I said."That's because I love you and I love sucking cock," she replied, "and now I'm going to make you cum."My mother took me back in and sucked me in a nice rhythm, stroking the base as her warm, mouth slid up and down. She never stopped looking at me, which was the most exciting part.After a minute or so, she moved her hand off my cock and between her legs. Then she nudged mine open."No, Mother," I said.She ignored my weak protest, and I felt her wet finger at my anus, massaging her orgasmic fluid into the tight ring. She paused i
"Goodnight, Bob," she said as she clicked off the light and rolled over on her left side, facing away from me.I lay there with an erection. Melody's 'suggestion' ran through my mind. Did she say that because she knew? Did my mother speak to her? Have the two of them had sex? I had no idea if my mother or Melody was bisexual, or if Melody was trying to instigate.Was my mother just looking for a sign underneath the sheet? The casual nudity, the dildo, and watching me masturbate were all signs, but easily explained away by voyeurism and exhibitionism. I rolled onto my right side, facing the wall, and reminded myself again that watching isn't wanting.I've read a lot of erotica -- no surprise there. How many times does the male character end up snuggled against the female, his hand holding her tit and his boner against her ass? It's comical, right?I woke up some time later. The abundant moonlight that had illuminated Melody and Deuce the other night filled the room.I was in precisely
Watching doesn't mean wanting. What I wanted would be crossing a huge line. I had to be sure.Mom was gone when I got out of the shower. I dressed and joined them all on the covered porch by the pool.The margarita machine whirred away, and everybody was one drink ahead of me. Mom reported that the garage had called, and the truck would be ready the next afternoon at the close of business.Melody sipped her drink. "Well, good news for you, bad for us. You have been perfect guests and have made our dull life here just a little bit more exciting."I responded to her statement, dripping with innuendo, with just a gracious "Thank you."Mom had gone to check on the horses with Hank, Anna, and Deuce. Melody was in the kitchen, and I volunteered to help clean up.I put all the remaining glasses and plates on a tray and took them to the kitchen.Melody turned to the sink as I entered, and I saw she wore an apron -- and nothing else. I put the tray on the island. After that morning, I shouldn'
They pulled off their boots and socks. Hank peeled his T-shirt off and tossed it aside. He had a working man's body -- not cut up like a weightlifter, but definitely in shape. Anna threw her tank top on the growing pile. She wore a tan sports bra, which she peeled off. Anna had better tits than her mom -- big, but very firm. Hank stood up and unbuckled his belt, leaving it in the loops as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Anna stood and watched, her pants undone, open, and unzipped, with her hand down the front."I love watching you strip, Dad," she said.Hank shoved his jeans down his legs and stepped out of them as he answered, "I like that we got away. It's nice to help folks, but it's cutting into the family fun."Hank stood in just his white briefs, his erection filling the front and the head peeking out of the waistband. Anna slid her jeans down and kicked them off, leaving only her pink thong. She was a younger version of Melody.She moved into her father's open arms. "Deuc
They pulled off their boots and socks. Hank peeled his T-shirt off and tossed it aside. He had a working man's body -- not cut up like a weightlifter, but definitely in shape. Anna threw her tank top on the growing pile. She wore a tan sports bra, which she peeled off. Anna had better tits than her mom -- big, but very firm. Hank stood up and unbuckled his belt, leaving it in the loops as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Anna stood and watched, her pants undone, open, and unzipped, with her hand down the front."I love watching you strip, Dad," she said.Hank shoved his jeans down his legs and stepped out of them as he answered, "I like that we got away. It's nice to help folks, but it's cutting into the family fun."Hank stood in just his white briefs, his erection filling the front and the head peeking out of the waistband. Anna slid her jeans down and kicked them off, leaving only her pink thong. She was a younger version of Melody.She moved into her father's open arms. "Deuc
It took three days before Andrew received a message from Alison. His phone buzzed in the middle of the night. Andrew grabbed the phone immediately, he was waiting for this message.The message from Alison read, "We should talk."'Talk.' Andrew hated that word. He knew it was just a code for 'end th
Buzzing with excitement for another day, Andrew happily scrubbed away at some dishes. He was so focused on cleaning that he almost didn't realise that something was off. Something in the air sent a shiver down Andrew's spine.Then, out of the corner of his eyes, the view of a taxi pulling up out fr
"Now be a good boy for mommy." She began, placing his hands on her thick thighs, "And let me fucking ride you!"Andrew opened his mouth to respond, but simply moaned as her welcoming cunt fell down onto his cock. Gently, she bounced up and down, each time making her way deeper and deeper towards th
A week later, Alison's husband comes homes. She wants to do the responsible thing and end the affair, but Andrew has other plans.Enjoy=================Andrew awoke to a rather pleasurable sensation. The morning had come and gone as the midday sun shone through the closed curtains in the bedroom,







