The old man started bucking his hips and jerked his cock out of the mouth that had coaxed this orgasm. He grabbed his cock and jerked it a few times. "Fuck!" he yelled as a jet of spunk fired high into the air, followed by another and yet another. I had never seen so much semen come from a cock during one orgasm. His cum landed on arms and legs; tongues sought to catch the pearly drops in mid-spurt; others licked it off bodies and faces. You'd have thought there was something magical or religious in that old man's cum.
Hmm. Considering his age… the amount he produced… his constant erections… hell, maybe it is supernatural.
During the next few minutes, Kristie and I were engrossed in a hard, passionate fuck which left me limp and she had a quim full of hot cum. When we looked down from the loft, the lights had been dimmed and the three to be welcomed to the adult fun were lying on the three platforms. The male was sporting a thick eight-inch hard-on which had the attention of most of the women, but none so much as his mother, Glenda, who couldn't keep her hands away from his parts.
The two girls were both desirable. One had short black hair and large breasts with huge, suckable nipples. Charlotte, about whom Jake had raved, was, indeed, a beautiful blonde, definitely a body any magazine would love to have as a covergirl or a centerfold. Her father wasn't wearing any clothes, but he just looked like a preacher, except of course, for that steely erection that stood stiffly, waiting to sink into his daughter's virgin pussy.
The initiation ceremony was presided over by stiff-cocked Grandpa who told a history of the family and its tradition of family fucking. Then he approached each of the newcomers, his swollen cock jumping and drizzling clear pre-cum and each in turn kissed his truncheon as if it were a symbol of some secret religion. Then Glenda climbed up on the platform, straddled her son and lowered her cunt to his upthrust staff.
"Fuck me, Tom," Glenda said to her manly sttud of a son as she guided his cock to her hole. "Give you're mother your fine dick and fill me with you cum!"
Neither Kristie nor I could see that joining, but we could see the rapturous expression on Tom's face as his mother's wet cunt enveloped his hard flesh. In seconds Glenda was sitting on Tom's thighs, his entire length buried inside her.
The fathers of the two girls were as eager to fuck their daughters. The brunette's father had a large stomach and we could not see his cock from the loft, but we did see his daughter's face when he first thrust into her. She flinched ever so slightly, but the pleasure soon took control. The same with Charlotte.
"Such a tight nest, Charlotte," her father said as he thrust in and out. It wasn't long before her thighs tightened on her father's hips and her feet spurred him on as she thumped his thrusting ass.
"Do me, Daddy!" Charlotte pleaded. "Juice in me!" She wanted him, all right, and I cynically thought she might have been fucked before by one of her cousins or somebody. At the very least, she must have wwatched before, because she was moving that lovely body in ways a virgin wouldn't know. Kristie and I could hear the pleasurable moans and groans coming from the three incestuous couplings.
Tom came within minutes of impaling his mother. Glenda was bouncing up and down, encouraging her son to, "fill your mother's pussy with your love." We could see him turning red and huffing as his cock exploded inside her. Kristie groaned as a small climax shook her body. Glenda climbed off and grabbed her son's still-oozing piece and sucked it then she climbed onto the table and told him to fuck her ass. He was still hard and not about to refuse his mother, nor the offer of "cornholing" her inviting asshole.
The two fathers could not last forever, of course. The brunette's overweight father panted, thrusting hard and twitching as he filled his daughter's virgin pussy with cum. Charlotte's clergyman father was not long in coming, either. He thrust deep inside his gorgeous daughter and spewed his semen into her, just as he had done to her mother some 19 years earlier. Charlotte's mother was there, of course, sitting nearby, watching her husband take his daughter's virginity. Her mother was there to lick the tthick semen as it oozed from her cunt.
That action seemed to signal to all in attendance to participate. Slowly, mouths attached themselves to breasts and stiff cocks and wet cunts. Cocks were engulfed by willing cunts of all ages and in no time we were watching a crowd of naked bodies, young and pold, grinding and sweating and moaning as they joined in their family love ritual.
Of course, observing this familial love had its effects on Kristie and me. My cock was rock hard in her hand and her pussy was hot and wet. She mumbled, "I love you," into my ear and I couldn't resist. I mean, after the stimulation of watching what went on, added to the love I felt for my cousin anyway, I just had to have her. There, in the loft. I sank my cock into Kristie's always tight quim and we held each other tightly as we made love with a passion.
I know that watching the interaction of the members of the Jones family was very emotionally gratifying. They truly love one another. Their sexual relationship is a healthy extension of the caring friendships they have with each other. Friends and lovers are chosen; family is not. But it sure is great when everything comes together. A mother lovingly sucking her son's cock, a daughter willingly giving her virginity to her father, brothers and sister happily giving each other orgasms. Kristie and I were part of that feeling of family bonding as we made love in the loft. We were both teary-eyed and muttering words of love to each other as we reached climax there, unnoticed by the orgiastic crowd below.
Martha later showed us to our room in the house where we slept comfortably, curled up warmly in each other's arms. During our weekend stay with the Jones clan, we watched many interesting encounters and we were even treated to several more of those "oral orgies," but the family wouldn't actually fuck non-family members. I did get to experience a gum job from one of the elderly women, and Kristie told me that one of the Jones women had the longest tongue she'd ever had wiggle inside her.
It was an enjoyable, but intense and tiring, weekend. On the drive home, both Kristie and I were subdued and quiet. I kept my arm around her as we both thought abouteverything we had seen and done and felt that weekend.
Family Fun In The Woods
Kristie recently started work as a clerk at a store which specializes in camping and outdoor stuff, like hiking boots, tents and stuff. It's owned by a woman Kristie met who, it turns out, is a bisexual. To top that off, her lover is her younger sister. So Kristie got around to suggesting that the four of us should go camping. She told Pam, her boss, about our incestuous and fulfilling life and Pam thought such an excursion would be fun. It wasn't that she and her sister hated men; they just preferred one another. Kristie wanted to taste Pam's twat anyway, and this way she might get the chance.
Quite honestly, I figured that it might be a replay of our encounter with the young Scandinavian sisters. Kristie had told Pam that I wrote sex stories and Pam had passed along some of her own erotic efforts which naturally were about lesbian loving, although she did indulge in some interesting heterosexual fantasies.
My love and I crept into the softly-lighted room where the man lay naked on the table, his towering erection pointed at the ceiling. He didn't blink as my hand gripped his pulsating phallus. The heat of his male flesh was intense. Barbara hugged me from behind, her nipples hard against my back, her left hand cupping my left breast. She put her right hand on mine and encouraged me to stroke the turgid shaft until a sparkling drop of juice appeared at the slit.