Heaven

Warning! The sex described in this story is extremely casual. There are also a lot of incestuous encounters. If any of this bothers you, I advise you to read another story. If not, enjoy!

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Who-is-who: (returning characters)

Jamie, the protagonist of the story, has one younger sister Cindy.

Their parents are Cynthia and Mark.

Their neighbors are Simon and Caroline.

Mark has a sister, Maureen. Her two boys are Samuel and Noah.

Cindy is engaged to Jason.

Jason’s mom is Lorna.

Malcolm has made the transfer from the “Just a cumrag”-series.

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With the wedding less than two weeks away, aunt Maureen – dad’s sister – was coming to town and stay with us for a few weeks, along with her two sons Noah and Samuel. Dad had decided to throw a little welcome BBQ in their honor, as it had been almost a year since we’d seen each other.

The boys’ father had long disappeared, so it was just the three of them. Up until a few years ago, they lived in Heaven, but had to move when Maureen’s job demanded it. Understandably, she kept the boys on a tight leash and didn’t allow any lewd, public behavior, outside of Heaven. Although the boys both had girlfriends, they knew better than to bring them along for this particular trip.

The day before they were due to arrive, aunt Maureen called to say that her car had broken down and would therefore be unable to make it on time. Mom and dad wouldn’t hear of cancelling – or even postponing – the party and promised Maureen that they would figure something out.

Since mom and dad had their hands full with the preparations for the BBQ, and Cindy had indicated that she’d be boinking Jason non-stop all morning, I was elected to go and pick up aunt Maureen and her two boys. I grabbed some music for the road, and started the two-hour drive into the city.

I made good time and arrived almost twenty minutes ahead of schedule. When I rang the doorbell, it took Maureen almost a full minute to open the door. She was wearing a flimsy night gown, loosely tied with a matching belt, with nothing but a white bra underneath. I gawked involuntarily at her cleavage and her naked legs.

“Jamie,” she said, surprised, “You’re early!”

“Oh, if you want, I can wait in the car,” I said, fearing I might have interrupted something.

“Don’t be silly,” she said, “Nothing you haven’t seen a thousand times, right?”

I smirked as I closed the door behind me.

“Make yourself comfortable,” she said, as she pointed at the living room.

“Let me just clean up a little bit,” she immediately added, only now realizing that there was nowhere for me to take a seat.

She quickly went to get a garbage bag from the kitchen and started moving around the living room, picking up empty pizza boxes, soda bottles and all sorts of plastic wrappings.

“I told them to clean this up last night,” Maureen whispered. As she still hadn’t bothered tying her robe properly, I kept ogling her body.

“That’s quite all right,” I smiled, as I grabbed a quilt and some pillows from the couch to make room for myself to sit down. To my surprise, I uncovered a native American outfit, consisting of a short, brown suede-look dress and a black wig, with two pigtails, a headband and a single large feather.

I dropped the pillows and quilt back on the couch, picked up the dress and held it up, wondering where I had seen it before. I was hardly surprised to see countless of dried up cum stains, all over the outfit – even the wig.

Maureen, still cleaning up, turned and froze when she saw me holding the dress.

“I’ve seen this before, but I can’t quite put my finger on it,” I whispered.

“Pocahontas,” Maureen whispered, slightly embarrassed.

“Pocahontas,” I repeated, feeling my cunt twitch, “That’s it!”

Apparently feeling the need to explain herself, Maureen said, “You know boys and their dress-up games, huh! It’s not enough to simply fuck their mother, they make me wear these ridiculous outfits!”

“I must say, Pocahontas is an uncommon choice for roleplaying,” I chuckled, gently running my right hand over the fabric, my fingers going from cum stain to cum stain.

“Yeah, well, a few months ago, the boys had a Frozen-episode. For weeks, I traipsed around in that ridiculous Elsa outfit, and her sister, what’s here name?”

“Anna?”

“Right, Anna! At first, they’d simply double-team me as Elsa, but then Samuel developed a fascination with Anna. So, after Noah fucked me as Elsa, Samuel fucked me as Anna. Twenty minutes of changing outfits, hair and makeup, for three or four minutes of unbridled passion,” Maureen said.

I giggled, as I brought the dress to my mouth and began licking one of the larger stains.

Intrigued by what I was doing, Maureen stopped cleaning and gawked at me, whispering, “I was relieved when they switched back to slutty nurse or secretary… or Pocahontas.”

“I can imagine,” I smiled as I moved my tongue to another location on the dress and began lapping even lewder than before, “Do you guys fuck a lot?”

“We have three nights a week reserved for playing and fucking around…” Maureen replied as she undid her belt and dropped her night gown on the floor.

“… and then there’s the occasional blow- or handjob in the shower or at breakfast,” she continued as she unclasped her bra and threw it on the couch.

“And Sunday mornings are reserved for eating pussy. The boys take turns going down on me until I cum, sometimes more than once. When I am properly satisfied, I let them cum on my face and we all take a long, hot shower together,” Maureen smiled.

“Sounds wonderful,” I said as I pushed my skirt and panties down to my feet, pulled my top over my head and unhooked my bra, dropping it on the floor. Maureen, realizing we were both horny as fuck, took a few steps backwards and sat down on a kitchen chair, spreading her legs as wide as she could.

Butt naked, except for my sneakers and little white socks, I strolled over to her and whispered, “I imagine it’s not easy being a whore for two horny teenagers.”

Maureen glanced at me, the word ‘whore’ had not gone unnoticed.

“They sound like a handful!” I whispered as I got down on all fours, right in front of her. Maureen smirked as I put my face against her bush and started licking.

About ten minutes later, Noah and Samuel came barging down the stairs. Although I had heard them approach – they were kind of hard to miss – I didn’t stop what I was doing. As soon as they entered the living room, they froze and gasped.

“Fucking hell,” one of them said, seeing me sitting there on all fours, licking their mom’s twat.

“Boys, you remember Jamie, don’t you? Maureen panted, gently caressing my head.

“Which one is she again?” one of the boys asked.

“Who cares, Noah … can we do her, mom?” Samuel – I assumed – asked.

“Yes, you can fuck the little whore,” Maureen replied, emphasizing the word ‘whore’.

All right, I probably had that one coming, I smiled to myself. Mere seconds later, I felt two hands on my ass. Next thing I knew, one of them was getting on his back, sliding under me and positioning his cock against my twat. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down, forcing me to slightly reposition myself, so that I could keep munching on Maureen’s twat.

As I began bouncing up and down his huge pole, I felt a second cock tapping against my left ass cheek. Apparently, they were planning on double-teaming me, right here, in front of their mother. I felt the second cock sliding down between my ass cheeks, slowly forcing its way into my ass hole.

With my mouth and tongue still in Maureen’s wet twat, I moaned as I felt their two cocks pounding into me – I didn’t even know who was were. The boys sure could fuck! It was obvious that they were used to playing together, and double-teaming Maureen. I thoroughly enjoyed getting lewdly fucked by these two insolent boys, while putting my slut mouth to some use as well.

I came, Maureen came, then I came again, and while the boys were pumping me towards a third orgasm, the one screwing my ass suddenly pulled out and stepped up to his mom. She quickly wrapped her hand around his throbbing shaft and starting jacking him off. His brother pulled out of my cunt, quickly got on his knees behind me and stuffed his giant cock up my ass, as well.

“Oh fuck yeah,” I moaned, as I stopped eating.

“Yeah, you like getting fucked up your ass, don’t you, you little slut!” he whispered.

He seemed to grow another inch as he said that, really stretching my ass – even more so than his brother. I moaned loudly, and hung my head down submissively.

“Boys ,” Maureen whispered, “Look at this.”

To my horror, she used her free hand to push some of my hair against her bush, and rub her clit with it. Then, she stuffed several fingers – with my hair around them – into her soggy twat, deliberately soaking my hair with her cunt juices.

“You boys wanna cum in her hair?” Maureen whispered.

“Yeah,” they replied in unison, passionately. They were both ready and very eager.

“You first, Noah,” she whispered. Instantly, the one jackhammering my ass pulled out and stepped over me, pumping his cock furiously as he took aim at the back of my head.

A few moments later, I felt something splattering in my hair.

“Oh yeah, glaze her like a fucking donut,” Maureen exclaimed, edging her boy on. And that’s exactly what he did. For more than twenty seconds, I felt his vile goo splashing and dripping onto my hair.

“Your turn, sweetie,” Maureen whispered, at Samuel, who she was still jacking off.

“Right here,” she added, as she guided his throbbing cock towards her twat – forcing him to squat down a little bit. While she kept fingering herself, with my hair, she pumped him to a spectacular climax and made him spurt all over her hand, her twat and especially my hair – which was already drenched with her cunt juices.

I just sat there, now wearing cum from all three of them. God, I was such a bukkake slut! When Samuel’s balls were empty too, Maureen slowly slid off her chair and looked up at her boys, alternately. Realizing what she wanted, they both pushed their flaccid dicks against her face. Lovingly, she opened her slut mouth and started taking turns sucking and licking their spent cocks.

Not wanting to interrupt this mother-sons moment, I crawled backwards a little bit, got up and walked over to the kitchen sink to try and rinse the cum out of my hair. When I was as presentable as I was going to get without a hot shower, shampoo and conditioner, I put my clothes back on and watched Maureen, still making love to her boys’ flaccid cocks.

It took her another couple of minutes to stop sucking, and then another fifteen minutes for the three of them to get ready. Finally ready to hit the road, aunt Maureen took a seat next to me, while the boys got in the back seat.

During the ride home, we talked about my trip to the big city and compared notes on how difficult it was, adapting to life outside of Heaven. We yapped and yapped and before we knew it, over an hour and forty minutes had passed.

Suddenly, just moments after crossing into the no man’ s land surrounding Heaven in all directions, Noah leaned forward and whispered, “Mom?”

“Yeah, I saw it,” she replied, “Jamie, hon, could you pull over for a minute?”

“Sure, why?” I asked.

“Making good on a promise.” she smiled. As I glanced in the rear view mirror, I could see the boys unzipping their pants and whipping out their hard cocks.

As soon as the car had come to a full stop, the boys jumped out of the car as Maureen calmly undid her seat belt and clarified, “I told them I would act out one of their twisted little fantasies, as soon as we crossed the county line.”

“Ok, which one of you horn-dogs is first?” Maureen asked, with a wide grin on her face, as she got out and walked to the front of the car, where Samuel and Noah were waiting for her, anxiously pumping their enormous cocks. I opened my car door and stood up – to get a better view – but didn’t move from my position, so as not to disturb them.

“I am,” Noah said, as he stepped up to her. Since Samuel didn’t object, I assumed they had made some sort of agreement. Maureen squatted down in front of him, leaning her back against the front of the car, and slowly slid her eager mouth over his huge pole.

Holding her head between his young, strong hands, Noah began fucking his mom’s throat, banging the back of her head against the radiator grid, over and over again. He grunted and growled during the whole performance, until, after a couple of minutes, he stepped back and made room for his brother.

Now, Samuel stuffed his hard cock in Maureen’s slutty mouth and gave her the same harsh treatment as his brother had done. Over the course of the next ten minutes, they switched several more times, passing her back and forth between them.

I must admit, the three of them looked good together. Although Maureen obviously loved her boys very much – and usually demanded respect and obedience from them – she also knew that they needed to assert their dominance over her, on a regular basis. And being the depraved slut that she was, she was more than willing to take it all.

Suddenly, Samuel pulled her up and turned her around so she was facing the car, and me. Realizing what was next, Maureen reached under her skirt and took her panties off, then pulled her skirt up far enough so that her twat and ass were uncovered. As she put her hands on the hood of the car and bent down slightly, Samuel grabbed her hips and shoved his hard cock up her twat.

“Oh fuck, mom,” he grunted as he began fucking her.

“I am a slut! Mommy’s such a slut!” Maureen moaned – not because she was so uncontrollably horny, but because she wanted to edge him on. In my humble opinion, she overacted just a little bit, but the boys probably didn’t give a fuck.

After a couple of minutes, Noah tapped his brother’s shoulder, indicating that he wanted his turn. Slightly reluctant, Samuel pulled out and stepped back. Noah swiftly took his place, put his left hand on the small of her back and roughly penetrated her. Meanwhile, he reached his right hand around her and began kneading her tits through her blouse and jacket.

“Oh, take my cock, you slut!” he grunted as he kept ramming it in.

“Yeah [grunt] that’s all I am good for, isn’t it, you bastard?” Maureen groaned.

“Fuck yeah!” he grunted, his testosterone levels surging.

In the heat of the moment, he suddenly ripped her blouse open, and then tore the cups off her bra, one by one. Then, as an encore, he continued with her blouse, completely tearing it to shreds. Maureen, not even a little surprised, didn’t say anything or object in any way. She simply gasped and moaned.

“Okay, enough foreplay,” Noah suddenly said, “Get into position, mom.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This had all been foreplay? As soon as her son pulled his cock out of her, Maureen stood up and walked up to the side of the car, glanced at the passenger door and whispered, “Remind me again, how do we do this?”

“God mom,” Samuel whispered, slightly annoyed, “Get in the backseat, on all fours.”

Maureen did as she was told, as Samuel rolled down the window and slammed the door shut.

“Good, now push your slut ass out through the window. Just your ass, nothing else,” he stipulated.

After giving his instructions a few seconds of thought, she began maneuvering backwards, pressing her chest onto her knees as she squeezed her lower body through the car window. When her ass was hanging out as far as she could get it, she grabbed the head rests left and right of her and just waited. It was an unusual, very lewd position, but I kinda liked it.

Samuel stepped up to her and stuffed his erection up her twat. It took quite some doing – considering the strange and unusual position Maureen was in – but once inside of her, he started pumping her hard and rough.

“We got the idea from a dogging clip,” Noah said, as he was suddenly standing right beside me.

“It’s hot,” I replied, glancing at his right fist pumping his dick.

We looked at the scene for a few more minutes, until Samuel loudly screamed, “Oh fuck, I am cumming… turn around, gimme your face!”

Maureen, eager to please, turned around as fast as she could, and stuck her head out, just in time to take her son’s vile cum in her face. He roared loudly and arrogantly moved his spurting dick all over his mother’s face, giving her a proper glazing.

When his balls were empty, he pulled out and looked at his brother, whispering, “Your turn.”

Realizing that Noah was going to want the same treatment, Maureen quickly turned around, again, maneuvering her ass back out the car window. Horny as fuck, and oozing testosterone, Noah slapped my ass and whispered, “Follow me.”

I shuddered a little bit, as I loved being told what to do, and walked with him to the car.

“Show me your tits,” he commanded. I smiled and took off my top and bra, exposing my titties, throwing both items of clothing to the ground. For several minutes, I watched him bang the shit of his mom, while letting him gawk and lust after my rack. I realized that he was deliberately being disrespectful to both me and his mom, but I simply didn’t care – and judging from the moaning she was doing, neither did Maureen.

When he had gotten all the friction he needed, he simply groaned, “Now mom!”

Once again, Maureen spun around and stuck her head out of the window, her mouth open and eyes closed, ready to take his sperm in her slut face. Aside from looking down briefly to verify his aim, Noah kept gawking at my tits the whole time. He even reached out to play with one of them, while his goo kept splattering in his mom’s face.

Once his balls were empty too, he stepped back and gave his brother a high five. While the boys rearranged their clothes, Maureen crawled out of the back seat, picked up my top and used it to clean the cum off her face, and then wipe her twat with it.

I didn’t bother with my bra, and just got behind the wheel in my bare tits. After Maureen had grabbed some spare clothes out of the trunk, and the boys had taken their seats again, we were ready to continue our journey.

As I drove off, I glanced in my rear view mirror, and smirked as I saw Maureen’s torn blouse and bra, as well as my top and bra lying there, on the ground. While Noah and Samuel were snoozing in the back, Maureen and I spent the remaining twenty-two minutes of our trip gossiping.

When I pulled up to the house, I honked the horn, prompting mom to come and open the door. She was wearing a red knee-high skirt and a white sweater. As soon as they laid eyes on her, Noah and Samuel jumped out of the car and rushed up to the house, screaming, “Aunt Cynthia!”

Maureen quickly opened her door and screamed, “STOP!”

The boys froze, about ten feet shy of their aunt and looked back at their mother, confused.

“I would like to say hello to your aunt first, before you shove your dicks into her,” she said as headed for the front door, shooting her boys a dirty look as she passed them by. I stayed close to her, realizing that I’d have trouble getting into the house once the two boys had jumped mom.

“Hi Cynthia,” she said as she hugged mom and gave her three pecks on the cheek.

“Hi Maureen, wonderful to see you again, how have you been?” mom replied, glancing at my exposed tits and rock hard nipples, probably wondering what happened to my top and bra.

“Oh, can’t complain, busy at work… you?” Maureen asked, casually walking past mom and looking back at her two boys, who had already taken out their hard cocks and were wanking them, in the middle of our front yard.

“Oh you know, never a dull moment in Heaven, right?” mom replied,

“I can only imagine,” Maureen replied, looking at her boys, really testing their patience.

“You’ve got a guest,” mom whispered at me, “He’s upstairs.”

“Malcolm?” I asked, excited.

Mom nodded and smiled, “Dad went to pick ‘m up.”

“Mom!” Samuel shouted, impatient and desperate to get on with it.

“I’m afraid they’re a bit on edge,” Maureen whispered, “They’ve really been looking forward to fucking the shit out of their aunt Cynthia!”

“Oh, that’s so sweet,” mom chuckled, oblivious to the fact that by gently nodding her head at them, Maureen had just given the boys a flashing green light.

“I’ve actually been looking forwa…” mom started to say. It was all she could utter before being attacked by both Noah and Samuel. She struggled to keep her balance and giggled loudly as the boys started ravaging her.

Amused, Maureen smiled before turning away and walking on into the house, with me right behind her, glancing back at the unfolding scene. Noah clumsily pushed his mouth onto mom’s and began frenching her, and roughly squeezed one of her tits through her white sweater. Samuel meanwhile continued jacking off with his right hand, while his left one reached under her skirt, immediately going for the main prize.

Then, suddenly, my attention was drawn to Maureen saying, “Oh little brother, you read my mind!”

When I turned my head, I noticed dad standing in the middle of the living room, butt naked and sporting a massive boner. Maureen dropped the bags she was carrying, and started taking off her clothes, while she whispered, “Gimme that ridiculously big cock of yours!”

Immediately feeling like the fifth wheel, and realizing that Malcolm was probably waiting for me upstairs, I put down the rest of Maureen’s stuff and then turned back, heading upstairs. In the hallway, I noticed the boys with mom again and was surprised at the progress they’d made in the short time I’d been in the living room.

Mom was squatting down, her back against the wall, with Noah holding her head in between his hands and savagely pumping her slut mouth with his fat dick. Samuel was kneeling in front of her, and had two or three – I couldn’t say for sure – fingers lodged in her twat, vulgarly fingering her. With the front door still open, and mom whining and moaning like a little bitch, they were quite the spectacle.

Ready for some action myself, I headed up to my room, looking forward to seeing Malcolm again. Unfortunately, I found Cindy lying on her back, in my bed, legs spread wide and high with him shafting her – the full length of his cock sliding in and out of her.

Slightly annoyed that she was getting fucked instead of me, I walked over to my wardrobe and asked, “Jeez Cindy, where’s Jason?”

“I don’t know [grunt] probably [grunt] balls deep in his mother somewhere [grunt],” she replied, coldly, clearly not giving a fuck.

“Well, can you go do that in your own room at least?” I asked, trying to hide my jealousy.

My sister looked at me and moaned – as Malcolm kept fucking her, “Been [moan] there, done that [moan] we’ve done [moan] mom and dad’s room, the bathroom [moan] guestroom, my room, the hallway [moan]. Yours is the last on the list!”

“Lucky me,” I said sarcastically as I kicked off my shoes and grabbed a new, grey top out of my wardrobe, pulling it over my head.

Suddenly I heard Cindy moan, “I don’t know, ask [moan] her yourself, she’s right [moan] there.”

“Ask me what?” I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.

“He wants to know what happened [moan] to your other top,” Cindy said, still getting shafted hard and deep.

“Sam and Noah ripped it off of me, along with my bra,” I fibbed, trying to impress the two of them with my gratuitous sluttiness.

“Serves you right, you [moan] fucking whore [moan]!” Cindy exclaimed.

“God Cin, you’re such a potty mouth when you’re getting fucked!” I retorted, glancing at myself in the full length mirror next to my wardrobe, evaluating my choice of top. As I hadn’t bothered with a bra, my nipples were obscenely poking through the fabric.

“Hey, it’s not [moan] my fault… your new [moan] friend here is like a machine! He’s [moan] been pumping me [moan] ever since dad brought him in [groan]… he’s spurted more sperm in and onto me in the [grunt] last hour than Jason has in the [grunt] last month!”

“Yeah, it’s kind of his thing,” I whispered, smiling enviously.

“Maybe you should,” I heard her mumble, after Malcolm whispered something in her ear.

“What now?” I asked.

“He wants to rip your top,” Cindy blurted out, still taking his hard impacts.

“What? This one?” I asked as I glanced down at it.

“It’s one [grunt] of your favorites, isn’t it?” she asked rhetorically, knowing damn well that it was.

“I don’t know,” I replied, playing hard to get. I didn’t particularly like the prospect of losing two tops in an hour, but then again, if they’d insisted I probably would have said yes. But then Cindy came up with an even nastier idea.

“Hey, how about you blow your load all [moan] over it, and we can make [moan] her wear it for the rest of the [moan] day,” she said, looking up at Malcolm. He clearly liked the idea, as he began fucking her even faster now. I, too, wasn’t opposed to the idea and preferred that to having it ripped to shreds, so I sat down on the bed, next to my sister and looked at Malcolm, whispering seductively, “So, you wanna cum on my top?”

“Fuck yeah,” he groaned. It was clear that he wasn’t going to last much longer. I quickly got on top of Cindy, my body perpendicular to hers, lying on top of her stomach as to minimize the distance Malcolm would have to move to splatter my grey top. Almost as soon as I was in position, Malcolm pulled out of Cindy’s sopping twat and frantically started wanking his big dick.

As I felt my sister’s hand softly caressing my hair, Malcolm exploded and shot a big, fat load all over the grey fabric, creating a wonderfully lewd contrast. Malcolm collapsed at the foot of the bed, and while Cindy kept running one hand through my hair, the fingers of her other hand started playing his gooey cum, rubbing and smearing it all over my top. I relaxed and enjoyed the attention.

A few minutes later, happy with how my top looked, Cindy whispered, “You really should let it dry in… and wear it like that, all day!” I looked down to see what she meant. I looked absolutely nasty and disgusting; my top looked like a cumrag that hadn’t been washed for weeks.

“You really think so?” I whispered, trying not to let on how horny I was.

Cindy got up, gave me a peck on the cheek and whispered, “Trust me, you look exactly like the retarded cum slut that you are!”

“Still such a potty mouth,” I smiled as I got up and looked at myself in the mirror, “But that doesn’t mean that you’re wrong!”

“I guess I’ll leave you guys to it then,” Cindy grinned, as she staggered out of the room.

I turned to Malcolm, looked down at his flaccid cock and spent balls, and asked, “Is there anything left in there for me?”

“Give me ten minutes, and I’ll be good to go,” he bragged, propping my pillow under his head.

“Is there anything I can do to speed things up?” I asked, getting on my knees on the bed, in between his legs, gently touching his balls.

“Well, a sloppy blowjob always does the trick,” he replied with a smirk.

“Oh, does it now?” I replied, playfully, as I bent my head down.

“Hang on, I’ll go and freshen up,” he said, about to get up.

“Don’t bother,” I said, putting my hand on his torso and pushing him back down, “I don’t mind.”

Surprised, but grinning from ear to ear, he laid back down and stared down at me as I wrapped my eager, slutty mouth around his flaccid dick – still wet with my sister’s juices.

“God, I love this place!” he moaned as he closed his eyes and let out a little grunt.

After a while – I don’t know exactly how long I had been sucking on his dick – I felt him getting hard again, and quickly pushed my skirt and panties down over my ass, without taking his cock out of my mouth. When I figured he was hard enough, I quickly straddled him and pushed my drooling cunt down on his hard cock.

“Oh fuck yeah,” I groaned as I started fucking him slowly, making sure that the angle and position of his fat cock was just right.

Suddenly, he reached out, grabbed my top with both hands and ripped it clean in half.

“Oooh,” I shrieked, shocked – feeling his cock grow another inch – “You bastard!”

Frustrated, but continuing to bounce up and down his fat cock, I groaned, “You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?”

He didn’t reply, and just grinned up at me, arrogantly. I placed both hands on his torso, started fucking him even harder and said, “You’d better make me cum for that!”

“Don’t worry, I will,” he said, pretty sure of himself. And with that, he flipped me over and got on top of me, grabbed my legs and spread me open lewdly. Without further ado, he plunged his dick into me and started ramming hard and deep, making me squeal and moan like a bitch.

True to his word, he banged the shit out of me for the next six or seven minutes and made me climax spectacularly around his massive dong. My orgasm didn’t even slow him down, and he simply kept going, fucking me through two smaller ones, before finally groaning and ejaculating deep inside of me.

As he rolled off me, catching his breath, he whispered, “Sorry about your top.”

“I forgive you,” I grinned, completely and utterly satisfied, as I took off what was left of it and threw it on the floor somewhere.

“Mind if I take a quick shower?” he asked.

“Go ahead,” I smiled, closing my eyes and enjoying the lingering, tingling sensation down below. After his shower, he went to gather his clothes from the master bedroom – where he and Cindy had apparently started fucking – and then walked back into my room, to put them on. I got up and started getting dressed myself. Then, we headed down.

Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, we glanced to our right at the front door, where mom, Samuel and Noah had in the meantime shed all of their clothes. Samuel was lying on his back, with mom bent over him, her hands on the floor and her mouth bobbing up and down his fat cock. Noah was taking care of her other hole, standing behind her and wildly shafting her slut ass with long, deep shoves.

After staring at the spectacle for a few seconds, Malcolm and I smiled at each other and then headed into the living room. There, we found dad lying on his back, with aunt Maureen sitting on his face, and casually stroking his dick. From the look of things – and more specifically dad’s cum all over her massive jugs – Maureen was getting him ready for round two.

“Jeez, they’re really plowing into mom, from both ends,” I chuckled, as I sat down on the couch next to Cindy, who was texting, while absentmindedly watching dad and Maureen.

“Don’t worry, the bitch can handle it!” Cindy whispered.

“So, is this the famous Malcolm?” Maureen asked, as she looked him up and down, not stopping what she was doing.

“Malcolm,” I said, “This is our aunt Maureen… Maureen, this is Malcolm!”

“Hi,” he said, walking up to her and extending his hand to greet her.

Maureen didn’t feel like shaking hands, and instead cupped his crotch, with both hands, thereby letting go of dad’s boner.

Malcolm, needing no further invitation, lowered his extended hand to her tits, whispering, “Same here, aunt Maureen.”

“Just Maureen to you, hon,” she replied, playing with his dick through his pants.

Then, suddenly, there was a loud roar coming from the hallway, followed by a second one several seconds later. We all turned and faced the hallway for a moment, realizing that Samuel and Noah had finished with mom.

After this little intermezzo, Maureen took out Malcolm’s cock and started stroking it. To my mild surprise, he was hard again in no time.

“Come here, give aunty Maureen a taste,” she whispered. Malcolm eagerly took a small step towards her, and gawked in awe as she swallowed the whole thing down to the root. Meanwhile, she reached down with her other hand and continued stroking dad’s cock again, trying to get him to cum as quickly as possible.

After working both cocks for a couple of minutes, she managed to make dad spurt all over himself. Letting go of his cock as soon as it started ejaculating, Maureen looked up at Malcolm, and said, “Fuck me!”

Malcolm grinned and roughly pulled her up and pushed her towards the nearby couch. He grabbed her legs and folded them back onto her, her knees almost touching her shoulders. Surprised at his forwardness and unique, coarse approach – but seeing no reason to object – Maureen just smiled.

Malcolm rammed his hard dick into her twat in one big, forceful thump.

“Ohhhhhhh fucking hell… jeez, what a cock!”

This lewd, arrogant and extra deep fucking was exactly what Maureen needed! She’d been a bit on edge ever since she’d been abused, but not made to cum by her sons – on our way into Heaven.

Although Malcolm fucked her through two big, loud orgasms right there in front of Cindy and me, she couldn’t get enough. The harder, and deeper he fucked her, the hornier she seemed to become.

“Where do you want me to cum?” Malcolm asked, after a while, having had enough fun.

“I am all yours, stud,” Maureen sighed, clearly horny and aching for more – but also wanting to reward him for a job well done. Malcolm slowly pulled out of her twat and carefully placed his big tip at her back door and pushed it on in. Maureen, used to getting her ass fucked by her boys, let out a little gasp and then relaxed.

Cindy looked over at me, and we shared a smile, as Malcolm roared and shot his load up her ass.

“That was awesome!” he grunted, as he stepped back, pulling out.

“Mmmm,” Maureen moaned, obviously not quite satisfied yet.

About twenty seconds later, mom came prancing in, butt naked and apparently fit as a fiddle. Seeing dad still on the floor, his crotch covered in his own cum, made her smile.

“Where are the boys?” Maureen asked, glancing up at mom.

“Passed out on the front lawn, last time I checked,” she replied, proudly, as she slumped down on the couch, next to us.

“Fuck, I am still horny,” Maureen grunted, “I need more cock!”

“It doesn’t even have to be a big one,” she added, clearly desperate.

“You know, we might have just the thing,” Cindy said as she nudged my arm and signaled towards the neighbor’s back yard, where Simon and Caroline had just stepped out, and were clearly fighting.

Maureen, following our gaze, got up and walked up to the sliding doors, took a good look at Simon and said, “That looks like a substandard specimen of a man.”

“He is,” Cindy said, walking up to her left side.

“He’s… an acquired taste,” I whispered, walking up to her right side.

“A real asshole,” mom grinned, not getting up from the couch.

“So, you’ve all done ‘m then?” Maureen concluded, “How would you describe him in one word?”

“Unsatisfying,” mom replied.

“Disappointing,” Cindy said.

“A fucking loser,” I said.

‘That’s three words, you stupid twat,” Cindy giggled.

“He sounds perfect,” Maureen said, as she opened the sliding door and stepped out, swiftly walking over to neighbor’s yard. Simon and Caroline were so caught up in their dispute that they didn’t notice her, until she was just a few feet away.

Maureen walked straight up to Simon, and in a display of complete submission, got down on her knees in front of him – stark naked. This, of course, only further enraged Caroline, who started gesticulating with both hands and screaming louder. Maureen was not impressed and simply unzipped Simon’s pants and pulled them down, along with his boxers.

While Caroline stormed off and headed back inside – realizing she no longer had Simon’s attention – Maureen started licking his cock and balls. For the next couple of minutes, Maureen kept working him, slowly getting him fully hard. As he’d been fighting with his wife, sex was probably the last thing on his mind, but Maureen quickly changed that.

When he was hard enough to her liking, she got on all fours, facing us, and waited for him to stuff his dick in her twat. After managing to do that and fucking her for barely a minute or two, Simon arched his back and slapped her ass a few times, as he was dumping his cum up her twat. He got up and backed away, heading into the house – probably in search of his pissed-off wife.

Maureen chuckled as she stumbled back in,

“God, you girls were right, I feel worse than when I walked out!”

We all smiled and giggled, amused by her misfortune.

Yes, this was going to be an interesting BBQ.