"Really fucking great," said mom as I rubbed my thumb in circles around her clit.
"The guy at the shop thought it might need to be re-stuffed. What do you guys think?" asked dad.
"DEFINITELY," said mom as I dipped a fingertip into her and swirled it around.
Mom weaved her arm through mine, grabbing me again by the dick. Fingering her had brought me fully erect again.
"Hey Tom, think you can get your hand into that box back there?" asked dad, referencing, I presume, the box of antiques next to us.
"Uh, probably not my whole hand..." I said, now three fingers deep in mom's snatch.
"I'm worried that those crystal carafes we bought weren't packed well enough. Can you check on them?" dad asked.
"I can try," I said, feeling mom squirm on my hand, "What's a carafe?"
"It's kinda like a big water jug," said dad, "Just feel around for any jugs and check them out for me."
Mom's big tits had been squashed against my back the whole ride. I was majorly horny and took dad's request as permission to feel his wife's hooters.
To accomplish this, I had to twist around so I was facing her. It was awkward and I bumped dad's seat quite a bit, but eventually I was half laying on her, my elbows propped on the armrests and my bare cock smashing against her thigh.
Mom and I looked each other in the eye for the first time since the ordeal had started. Her eyes were not just my mom's anymore; they belonged to a wanton sex goddess that craved my cock every bit as much as I craved her body.
We kissed, our tongues swirling as I pulled the top of her dress down, freeing her big breasts. God they were perfect. She was perfect. Built to the specs of my every desire.
"So do they feel ok?" dad asked, referencing his carafes.
"They feel amazing," I said.
Mom was still stroking my cock, which was now nearly in position for me to slide it into her pussy, which is clearly what she was hoping for.
"Do we still have any of that food left in the cooler back there? Any sandwiches, or maybe some of that blueberry pie your mom made?" asked dad.
"Yeah..." I said, not really listening as I grabbed my dick out of mom's hand and aimed it at her snatch.
"Great! Tom, do you think you can reach your mom's pie back there?"
"Uh...I think so..." I said, slapping my heavy cock against mom's pussy lips.
"Perfect, go ahead and get some for me," said dad.
I pushed my hips forward, my thick cock piercing mom's slick and eliciting a loud, pleasurable moan from her. I froze, worried what dad would think.
"You ok back there, honey?" He asked.
"Unh...uh...uh-huh," grunted mom, "For Tom to get the pie he really had to stretch me out."
"Now Tom, don't hurt her but you have my permission to stretch your mom out if need be," said dad.
"Ok dad, you got it," I said, over the wet, squelching sound of my big cock rearranging mom's insides.
For a few moments, the car was silent. Except of course for the clearly sexual noises mom and I were making. After several more long moments, dad finally said something.
"How's it coming with that pie?" He asked.
"It's coming pretty soon," said mom, her whole body starting to quiver.
"Yeah, but sorry dad, now that I have it I think I'm gonna keep it for myself," I said, slapping my sexy mother's full tits around as I continued fucking her.
Dad chuckled.
"Heh, can't say I blame you. Once a man has had your mom's pie he'll settle for nothing less," said dad, "Heck, whenever we visit my folks, your grandad asks your mom about her pie constantly."
I raised an eyebrow at mom, who guiltily bit her lip and shrugged. I thought back to the many trips to grandma and grandpa's I'd made with my parents over the years and the many ways mom's relationship with grandpa had always seemed a little odd. Now it all made sense.
"Poor guy probably doesn't get fresh pie too often, what with your grandma spending so much time working on her vintage oil can collection," said dad.
I pictured myself in front of the shelves containing grandma's prized can collection as she yammered on about each of them for the millionth time. I'd always been ashamed to admit it, but I never heard what she was saying as I was always too distracted by her huge tits to pay any attention.
"That reminds me: have you finished thinking about which of those oil cans we picked up today would fit best with her collection?" Dad asked.
"Uh, no, not yet," I said, still pounding away at mom's pussy.
Dad took a more serious tone.
"I really think you should, son. Her birthday's coming up. You can finish while you're on your mom's lap," he said.
"I'm not sure I'm ready to finish yet, dad" I said, popping mom's nipple out of my mouth.
"Just do it, son. Think about your grandma's cans and finish on your mom," said dad.
I was about to take dad's advice when mom chimed in.
"I want...you to finish...all over...my fucking face," panted mom as I continued fucking the breath out of her.
I worried what dad would think hearing that but he was back to humming along to his music, totally oblivious.
I fucked mom wildly for another minute or so. Dad said something about the road being bumpier than it looked, but mom and I didn't respond, we were too lost in the moment. Mom's boobs were flopping and shaking all over the place.
I glanced out the window next to us, my eyes meeting with a thoroughly bewildered trucker. He could see everything, making me wonder how many other motorists passing by had caught our impromptu incest-fest.
"I was thinking about the bookcase," said dad, "I'm worried it's too big to bring in through the front door. We might have to use the sliding door in back."
I was fucking mom violently now. Her legs were sprawled on either side of me, her feet flailing around.
"What do you think, son? Do you want to try the backdoor?" asked dad.
Mom stared me straight in the eye and nodded her head.
"Yeah dad, once we get home I think the backdoor will definitely be an option," I said.
I would've loved to stick it in mom's ass then and there, but it seemed clear a new chapter had opened in our relationship and I'd be able to have her any way I wanted in the future. But right now, I was about to coat her with jizz.
I pulled out of mom quickly, grabbing my cock and pumping as jets of hot cum blasted out of me. The first few ropes landed on mom's beautiful face, the next few on her jiggling boobs, and finally onto her dress and pelvis. I stuffed my cock back in her pussy to milk out the last few drops inside of her.
We were pulling into our neighborhood, meaning mom and I had less than a minute to put our naughty bits away and assume a position that resembled normal. There was no hope of dealing with the cum that practically coated mom from top to taint. We just had to hope that dad wouldn't notice (given the events of the last hour, I was more confident in this plan than I would have thought).
The car stopped in the driveway and dad undid his seatbelt.
"I'll get the door for you guys," he said, hopping out of the van before we could say no.
Dad opened the door, and if he thought anything was strange about our disheveled, post-coital, cum-covered situation, his face didn't show it.
"Boy, that soda got everywhere!" said dad. My two sticky loads were, indeed, on seemingly every surface, especially mom.
I climbed out of the van, with mom right after.
"You guys should probably get in the shower," suggested dad, "I'll clean up this mess and unload everything."
I probably should have cared more that my dad was going to be wiping up the loads my mom had extracted from me, but I was already thinking of the shower I'd be taking with her as my hand clamped onto her ass out of dad's view.
Some crumbs from the seat cushion had managed to latch on to a glob of cum on my shirt. Noticing this, dad reached out to brush it off with his hand.
"Geez Tom, you've got so many crumbs on you you'll probably need the vacuum to suck them all up. Why don't you let your mom suck you off before you hop in the shower," said dad nonchalantly as he began unloading the sticky car.
And I did.Fuck. Even knowing what it might mean, this was the kind of family pressure I wouldn't be allowed to resist. Dad took my spot on the floor and I sat down next to Grandma, cautiously.
"Now lay your head down," said Grandma, patting her thighs.
God damn it. I slowly laid down on my side, facing the TV. I could feel Grandma's big tits heaving just above my right ear.
Dad started flipping through the channels like always, looking for something to watch. As he settled on a cooking competition, Grandma's tits settled on the side of my face.
"This alright for everybody?" asked Dad without turning away from the TV.
"It's lovely for me, dear," said Grandma, "I'm just going to settle in."
Grandma reached her hand into her deep neckline, pulling out one of her big, soft titties and letting it plop onto my head. She followed a moment later by pulling out the other, plopping it down as well.
"Wow, those look amazing!" said Dad.
He was referencing whatever dishes were being prepared in the show, but I was too mesmerized by my granny's jugs to care.
"God, wouldn't you just love a taste of those?" Dad asked the room.
I couldn't stop myself. Turning face up, I let Grandma drop one of her plump, succulent nipples into my mouth. I reached up and grabbed her free titty in my hand, enjoying how squishy and soft it was. Dad turned up the volume as the host of the cooking show chimed in.
"The key is finding a pair that are ripe," said the host, holding up two avocados, "If they're too firm, they're no good. Too soft, the flavor won't be there."
I tugged on Grandma's nipple with my lips, flicked it with my tongue, let my teeth gently grind against it. She was ripe, alright.
"Hmm, this looks like something I've had before," said Dad, talking about the meal being cooked on the show.
"You certainly have, dear," said Grandma, pulling my face harder against her as I sucked her titty.
I suckled Grandma's fat boobs for a couple of minutes, so enraptured that I didn't realize her hand was back on my bulge, rubbing my hard cock over my pants. I wanted more.
I released Grandma's nipple from my mouth with a *plop* and sat up. She got to work undoing my pants while I shook her big tits around in my hands. I looked over and lo and behold, Mom was leaning back hard against Grandpa, her tongue down his throat. The blanket had been tossed aside, revealing that Grandpa's cock was out, sticking up between Mom's legs as she stroked him up and down.
I could see why Mom liked him: Grandpa was packing some heat. Without pulling out a yardstick, I'd guess his cock wasn't quite as long or as thick as mine, but even still it was damned impressive. His saggy ball sack pooled at the base of his meaty hog.
"Oh come on, nobody could take all that!" Dad shouted at the TV. He had switched over to some 80's action movie and was laughing at the main character shrugging off bullet wounds like nothing.
Grandma got my cock out and in a flash her head was in my lap, stuffing her mouth full of it. I leaned my head back as Grandma sucked my cock. On TV, the action hero was diving into the ocean to save his love interest.
"Hope she's good at holding her breath!" said Dad, to no one in particular.
Indeed, she was. Grandma gave some really, really good head: super wet, but not too sloppy. My arm was draped over her, still playing with one of her huge tits.
Dad switched over to a women's basketball game. I used to get annoyed at his channel-surfing, but with his Mom swallowing my big cock not ten feet behind him, I really didn't mind.
Mom and Grandpa seemed urged on by Grandma openly blowing me. Mom's skirt was pulled up above her waist, her legs spread as she eased her pussy onto Grandpa's dick.
"She's wide open, give it to her!" shouted Dad, urging a player on TV to pass the ball.
Mom slid down Grandpa's cock, impaling herself and releasing a soft moan. She looked right at me as her pussy swallowed Grandpa's giant spear.
She was clearly jealous that Grandma was sucking my cock, even though she and Grandpa had been the ones who started all this. If she was trying to show off, I could play that game.
"Stuff her!" shouted Dad as a player blocked a shot on defense.
I grabbed my cock at the base, shaking it around in Grandma's mouth. She had only been able to take about half my length at most, so I thrust my hips up while pushing her head down, forcing most of my thick meat down her throat.
"Go! Go! Go!" cheered Dad.
When she started sputtering, I bucked my hips up and down, fucking her mouth rapidly, my fingers wrapped up in her perfumed, curly hair.
Grandpa watched as I facefucked his wife. Serves him right for fucking my Mom all these years (and right now).
I let Grandma catch her breath, pulling my cock out and slapping it against her plump, wet lips. She looked up at me lustily.
"I want that big thing in my snatch," she said, by far the nastiest thing I'd ever heard her say.
"What'd you say, ma?" said Dad, leaning his head back but not looking at us.
My cock was back in her mouth so I answered for her.
"She, uh, wants to watch 'Deadliest Catch'," I offered.
"Hmm, not sure it's on but what Grandma wants, Grandma gets!" said Dad cheerily.
I had to agree with him on that. Grandma got my dick a little wetter, then bent over, her elbows on the armrest and her big butt sticking right in my face. One of the sexiest things I've ever witnessed is a closeup of her ass as she pulled her pants and underwear down, revealing her big, round cheeks with her perfect little dimple of an asshole in the middle, while in the background Mom now rode Grandpa cowgirl as he munched on her big tits. Even Dad would have to admit how awesome that view was. Maybe. Probably not.
"The key is the filling," said the cooking show host (Dad was back on that channel), "If it's too thick, the pastry won't be able to take it."
I lined my fat cock up with Grandma's slim little slit of a pussy.
"Oh, that's too thick," said Dad, watching a contestant filling their pastry.
I pushed my cock into Grandma, her warm pussy wrapping around my cock like a glove."YES!" said Grandma as my cock bottomed out in her.
"Right?" said Dad, "That's what I'm saying. Way too thick."
"That's how I like it," said Mom, smiling at me as she rode Grandpa's cock.
"I thought you preferred it a little thinner?" said Dad, eyes still glued to the screen.
"I may have told you that," said Mom, "But thick is definitely the way to go."
"I couldn't agree more," said Grandma, bouncing her fat ass back on my cock.
As Dad flipped through the channels again, Grandma, Grandpa, Mom and I looked at eachother, all ready to bust out laughing at the absurdity of our situation. What was the point in being petty with each other? At the end of the day, we were all a bunch of incestual fuckers (motherfuckers, in my case) who apparently all had a thing for getting off behind my Dad's back.
Mom hopped off Grandpa's cock, knelt on the floor in front of his chair and started sucking him off. Grandpa responded by tilting the seat back into a more comfortable position. Damn if I can't respect that.
I fucked Grandma's pussy from behind, my thumb playing with her little asshole. I poked and probed it, trying to decide if I should fuck her there. Dad was still flipping through channels.
"Well I give up," said Dad, "What do you guys want to watch?"
Grandma turned her head back towards me.
"Whatever you pick is fine with me, dear," she said, reaching a hand back to pull one of her butt cheeks to the side, stretching her asshole the tiniest bit in offering.
Well my mind was made up. I pulled my cock out of Grandma's pussy and started working it into her little rosebud.
"Eh, I guess we might as well watch the end of the game. It's a tight one," said Dad, flipping back to basketball.
Tight it was. After a few unsuccessful pushes, I gave up trying to force my cock in. Leaning down and spreading her ass with both hands, I let a big glob of spit slip from my mouth onto her asshole, then tried again. With a little more effort, I was soon sliding my meat in and out of Grandma's butt. She was biting one of her decorative pillows as I increased to a brisk pace, cramming my johnson deep into her rectum.
For the next few minutes Dad was silent, enjoying the close game while behind him his son fucked his Mom's ass and his wife sucked his Dad's cock (and his saggy balls, I might add). Grandma took her anal pounding like a champ, with just a few grunts here and there as I filled her tightest hole. Having sampled all three, her ass was surely the best. Her best feature, however, was her amazing, ginormous tits. I had one more stop to make before blowing my load.
"Lay on your back," I whispered in her ear, slipping my cock out of her butthole.
Grandma flipped onto her back and I mounted her chest. She squeezed her tits around my cock while I rocked my hips back and forth, titty-fucking her like I'd always secretly dreamed of doing. The game ended and Dad switched back to the movie, yawning.
"Well, I'm about ready for bed I think," said Dad, "You guys about ready for bed?"
"No!" I practically screamed before collecting myself, "I mean, I really want to finish...this movie."
"I guess you're right, I've always really liked the ending," said Dad.
Mom popped Grandpa's nuts out of her mouth.
"How does it end, honey?" she asked, before licking Grandpa's cock from base to tip.
"Well, I can't really remember, but I know there's a big explosion," said Dad.
"I think you're right about that, dad," I said, feeling like I could spray Grandma with cum at any moment.
"It's too bad your sister isn't here, Tom," said Dad, "She loves stuff like this."
"Oh does she...?" I asked, noticing that mom had glanced at me when Dad said it. Mom shrugged as if to say 'maybe'. My older sister and I had never really gotten along, but now that I was in the custom of seeing family members as sexual prospects I couldn't stop myself from picturing her naked, submitting to my cock. Grandma slurping on my tip while I titfucked her didn't help dispel that fantasy.
"Oh yeah, she loves movies like this," said Dad, "She's always appreciated a good flick."
I put that notion on the backburner for now. The movie was almost over and any minute dad might get up and catch me smashing my cock between his mom's big titties. I grabbed her boobs, squeezing roughly and slapping them around. She spit on my cock, lubing me up for more as I squashed her tits around it and began humping away, my cock bumping her chin and stuck-out tongue with every thrust.
Grandpa let out a low groan, cumming in Mom's mouth. Dad heard him, but didn't bother to look that way.
"Feeling alright, Dad?" he asked.
"Feeling great, son," said Grandpa, looking totally relaxed as Mom milked out his remaining fluids.
"How 'bout you, Tom? Feel any better than earlier?" Dad asked.
"You bet, Dad," I said, barely getting the words out before my orgasm started.
The first blast of my cumshot left a long strand of thick nut from Grandma's chin up into her hair. The next glanced off her cheek, dripping towards her ear. The next dropped on her tongue and into the well of her eye socket. In total, I covered Grandma's face in 11 gooey ropes of cum, leaving her an absolute wreck.
"Wow, talk about a massacre," said Dad, as the explosion on-screen wreaked havoc.
There was no time to revel in post-orgasmic bliss. Grandma, Grandpa, Mom and I all got our clothes on as best we could and tried to look respectable. There was nothing to be done about Grandma's face, unfortunately, short of wiping it off with one of her doilies.
"Alright, bedtime," said Dad, clicking the TV off. He stood up, stretching. I prayed he wouldn't notice the massive facial I'd given his mom.
"Mom, what's that on your face?" said Dad immediately upon turning towards us for the first time that night. Fucking great.
Grandma was quicker than I was.
"It's the new nighttime facial mask I'm trying," said Grandma confidently.
Dad leaned in a bit, squinting at her cum-coated face.
"Facial, huh? So you really just glob it on like that? Does it work well?" Dad asked.
"Oh yes," said Grandma, "It keeps me young."
Dad seemed satisfied with this.
"Maybe you should try it, honey!" Dad joked to Mom.
"Oh I have," said Mom, beaming at me, "It's incredible."
We all went our separate ways to bed, Grandma stopping in the bathroom first to remove her "mask". I settled into the bed in one of the guest rooms, dazed but extremely satisfied. I'd thought about a number of ways this weekend could have turned out, but going 3-holes on Grandma and dumping a liter of cum on her face while mom and Grandpa fucked next to us wasn't one of them. In the back of my mind I had lingering questions about just what the fuck was going on with my family, but for now I just wanted to sleep.
The door to the bedroom quietly opened. Someone slipped inside, moving through the darkness towards the bed and climbing in under the covers with me.
"You really are a bad boy, aren't you?" said mom, giggling softly and cuddling in close.
"You're one to talk," I said, putting my arm around her as her hand found my eveready hard-on.
Maybe I'd sleep later.