Steve was very happy with where his life was. He wasn't as young as he used to be, but even at the age of 40 he was still in the same shape he was in when he was 30, which was pretty good for a 30 year old. His job worked him hard, for long hours, but he liked what he did and was good at it, and the extended vacation time more than made up for the long hours on most days. He lived close to the office, so travel wasn't a problem either. Steve owned a nice car, a big house, and had a wonderful family of two daughters Sally and Jennifer, a son Matt, and his sexy wife Julie. When he wasn't on the road he always made sure to get home in time to see them all off to bed, especially his wife, who he loved to slip it to whenever he could.
The only thing that disturbed his perfect suburban life was something that his wife had said a couple weeks ago. It wasn't anything big, and he wasn't sure if he even believed her, but it had gotten him thinking a lot of things that he normally wouldn't have thought about. She had mentioned suspicions of their son and younger daughter being a bit touchy feely with each other, and she thought that something dubious was going on between them. Steve didn't see it though, and he highly doubted that anything was going on with them. They were growing up, and around the age where petty childhood differences didn't seem so big anymore, and siblings started acting like family instead of bickering prisoners of the same warden.
It wasn't the accusation of something going on between the siblings that was getting to Steve, though it did start him paying a little more attention to the goings on around the house. He noticed how little clothing each of the women living under his roof had been wearing lately, and how sexually they had been acting. A few weeks ago he had two daughters that were his little girls, and a couple of angels. Now, after a good deal of retrospection, he could see that for the last few years they were acting like a couple of sexpot devils. Both Jennifer and Sally were always running around the house in skimpy outfits, or wrapped in just a towel. They were always sashaying their hips as if vying for the attentions of men with every step they took.
It was Sally that he noticed more than Jennifer though. Before her dismissal at work, he saw Sally every morning as the two of them got up at the same time each morning. They showered right after each other (though in different bathrooms on different floors), and they ate breakfast together each and every morning. Steve would shower first, get dressed , have breakfast, and then head out for work. Sally would shower right after him, show up for breakfast usually in a panty/tank top set, and head up to get dressed after eating with her father, sharing the paper with each other. If she wasn't wearing underwear to the breakfast table, she was wearing a thin and short silk robe, or short shorts pajamas with some tight top of some kind. After work was more of the same, with both of his daughters. They were always running around in their underwear, or in some dramatically sexual and revealing outfits. It wasn't like they were overtly showing off, but they weren't trying to hide anything either.
Steve was very perplexed by what was going on. He had kept it out of his mind for a good long while, but he couldn't stop thinking about how there was no way his little girls were virgins anymore, and fantasies about what kind of adventures they must be getting in filled his head on a daily basis now. As the fantasies continued, he stopped picturing so many faceless men getting it on with his daughters, and he started picturing himself with them. He would picture Sally coming onto him as they ate breakfast, or he would imagine Jennifer slipping into the shower with him after a long trip. His mind was all over the place and he wasn't sure if he could take all of the "innocent" teasing that they had been putting him through lately.
While his father was in agony over what he was seeing around the house, Matt was in heaven because of it. The flesh he had been seeing from not only his sister's but his mother as well over the last few years had been quite a turn on, and the flesh he had been getting his hands on over the past few weeks was even better. He had caught his sister Jennifer in the bathroom brushing her teeth wearing just a t-shirt, and he lost control, taking her from behind and bending her over the sink, spanking her ass until she came screaming, and waking up their mother Julie. His mother was another chapter of the same story. She came onto him strong the other morning, until he was forced to bend her over the kitchen sink as she washed their lunch dishes. That encounter had been interrupted by the appearance of his oldest sister Sally coming home early after being fired from her job.
Matt was sure that Julie and Jennifer didn't know about each other, but he had been getting funny looks from Sally the last week or two. They were knowing looks, and they were piercing his soul. He wasn't sure if she knew about he and their sister or something he had forgotten about, but he was sure that she knew about something, and that was the only recent atrocity in his life that he could recall. Matt was also sure that he could get Sally into bed with him as he had done with Jennifer and Julie. She had been giving him the same looks that the other two had been giving him for about the same amount of time, since puberty had made him more manly. If he wasn't so sure that Julie and Jennifer were oblivious to each other, he would have thought that all three of them were in on it together, but that was too ridiculous even for this situation.
Matt turned his attention to the sex he had gotten from his mother the day before as he stroked himself before getting out of bed. They didn't finish, though he wished they had, but there would be time for that later. He was wondering whether he should go wake up his sister and give her a taste of his morning wood, or should he go to his mother and give her the ending that they both missed the other day. He decided against going to his mother, because that could tip Jennifer off that something was amiss. She was probably waiting for him to go to her right now, if not on her way over to him right now.
Then Matt remembered that Sally wasn't working anymore right now, and that she was probably in her room down the hall right now. She was seducible, but she could throw a wrench into his affair with his sister if he got caught going in or out of her room. There was a chance he could turn that into something even more fun, but there was also a chance that everything could blow up in his face if not done properly. He was so torn about what was going on in the house, he decided to not go to anyone's room, and to just get himself off in the shower before going downstairs for breakfast.
Jennifer was lying in her room, playing lazily and gently with her pussy, wondering if Matt would be making a trip to her room. She too was worried about Sally catching them, but not so much as she should have been. She too had been seeing those knowing looks from her older sister, and was pretty sure that they were about the sex she was having with their younger brother. The amazing, ear piercing, Earth shattering orgasmic sex that they had been having over the last few weeks. She really enjoyed sucking her brother off, or letting him fuck her when they could be caught at any moment. She stroked herself more actively as she thought about their encounter in the bathroom the other night. She was completely unaware that she had been caught the second time her brother did her, and that Sally had seen her get bent over the downstairs sink, and that she had been masturbating to the thought of joining the two of them for the last few weeks.
Sally was awake in her bed too. She heard the shower start, and wondered if it was her brother or sister. She didn't hear any doors open, so she was unsure of which room the person had come from. She thought about surprising whoever it was, and joining them in the shower regardless of which sibling it was. She never really thought of herself as bisexual, but she was. She hadn't done anything with another woman yet, but she was always fantasizing about getting down and dirty with any number of hot women she had known over the last few years. But what she really wanted was her brother, though she wouldn't turn down a roll in the sack with Jennifer, or her mother, or her father for that matter. Her father...
She had been noticing him looking at her a lot the past couple of weeks. They were leering stares, and they were sexual to the point of giving him an erection when she was around. Every morning for the past two weeks she had noticed him getting hard at the table as they ate. She wondered how big he was, and if she could seduce him along with her brother, and maybe have the two of them bed her at the same time. When she was in college, two men had taken her at once one night at a frat party. She was bent over the edge of a couch by her then boyfriend, who went on to urge his best friend to stick his cock in her mouth. They fucked her from both ends for a good five minutes until her boyfriend came in her pussy, and then his friend came around behind her and stuck his cock in her ass. It was her first anal experience, but not her last. She had talked her boyfriend into it a few times before they graduated and split up, and had gotten it a couple of times since then. She really enjoyed having a cock up her rectum, and she wanted it from her brother and father now that all of them had crossed her mind so quickly in succession.
As Matt ate his breakfast, he thought about how many times he had bent his family members over the sinks of the house in the last month. He had bent Jennifer over the upstairs sink twice, and the downstairs sink another time. He also bent his mother over the kitchen sink yesterday afternoon. He appeared to have a fetish for that type of thing. If he did get into Sally's pants, he would have to be sure to do it over a sink. Maybe he could lure her into their mother's bathroom, or the laundry room, and get the trifective of women over different sinks?
The moment Matt finished that thought, he saw his mother in a white tank top and a black thong coming down the hall towards the kitchen from one direction, and Sally wearing boy-shorts and a short sleeve pajama top coming from the stairs in the other direction. He had made pancakes for breakfast, and assumed that was why they were swarming in on him. He made enough for everyone, not just because he wanted pancakes (which he did), but because he wanted to keep on the good side of his mother, and console Sally over the loss of her job, and make up to Jennifer the lack of any playing around this morning.
"You made pancakes? Oh how sweet of you Matty," said Julie as she hugged her son from behind.
"Yeah, bro. Way cool of you," said Sally as she kissed him on the cheek from the other direction.
Yes, Matt was in heaven as his mother and sister sat down around him and started eating. He had two sets of tits and cleavage to gaze at, as well as his mother's panties and his sister's camel toe. They both seemed to be stealing long looks into his eyes. He wasn't sure who to focus on more, so he chose his food and only took occasional looks at either of the women, until Jennifer made her way down to investigate the wonderful scent of food permeating the house. She came down in a white silk negligee and white lace panties. He could see her nipples sticking out, and on the other two as well, but he could also practically see through the lace on her panties. Oh yes, Matt was in heaven as he slowly ate his breakfast.
"So Mom," Jennifer started to ask as she sat down and pulled up a plate of food. "Did you give it to Matt yet for what he did yesterday?"
"Yes Jen, we had a good long discussion after lunch yesterday," replied Julie as she winked at Matt, remembering their experience over the sink.
"I doesn't look like he learned his lesson," quipped Jennifer pointing towards his erection.
"Didn't learn what lesson? What was he getting it for after lunch yesterday? What does this have to do with his crotch?" asked Sally with a perplexed look on her face.
Julie nearly spit the food out of her mouth after hearing the last two questions. All that she could think of was how SHE was getting it good and hard after lunch with his crotch. "It was nothing dear, eat your breakfast."
"It wasn't nothing," butted in Jennifer. "Mom was picking up some clothes off of his floor yesterday to even out a load of laundry when he walked in on her after his shower, and he was totally naked!"
Sally had a mixed look of shock and jealousy on her face after hearing that. She wished that she could catch him in the buff like that so that she could take advantage of him. She wouldn't scold him, she would reach out and grab his tool, and massage it, and reward him for his boldness.
"Not only that, but he paraded around for like, five minutes with an erection before getting dressed!"
"Five minutes? You saw all this too?" asked Sally, begging for answers.
"No, she wasn't there too," said Julie, trying to diffuse the situation, "and it wasn't five minutes, it was more like one. I already warned him to keep it covered when in mixed company, which he is doing. So don't bother him or me about it anymore." There, she thought. That should keep them at bay for a little while.
"So mom," Sally continued. "How big is he? Did he touch himself at all? Did he touch you?"
"Sally! I think I've heard about enough of that!" scolded Julie, but feeling a little hypocritical she added with a smile, "He was about seven inches long, and no, he didn't lay a hand on me."
"Did you lay a hand on him?" asked Jennifer, just fishing for some dirt on her mother.
"Jenny! I never!" insisted Julie. "Now eat your breakfast before it gets cold. These really are delicious, Matt. You should make us breakfast more often."
They quit teasing Matt as he finished up his breakfast, but the gossip machine turned on full strength when he left to get dressed for the day. None of the women gave up any private info about what they had really seen or done, but they discussed his package quite thoroughly before splitting up to get ready themselves. Julie had agreed to take Sally out for a celebration of her freedom until she got her job back, and Jennifer was just going to spend the day with friends. When Matt learned of their plans, he made some calls and got together with his friends, and spent the day just hanging with them until late that night. He knew that Jennifer was just teasing him when she pushed things that morning, but he was planning her punishment all day. He was going to enjoy getting even with her, and he had a feeling she would enjoy her punishment too.
Late the next morning, Sally woke up on top of a bed, naked, with a sore ass. After a quick moment of panic she was relieved to find that she was on her own bed in her room at home, and relaxed a bit before trying to figure out what she had done the night before. The last thing that she could remember was being out with her mother and having drinks with dinner. She sat up in her bed and tried to focus on what happened next, but it just wasn't coming to her. She got up and looked at herself in the mirror, and was pleased to see that she didn't have any unusual bruises on her body, and recalled bumping into her friends as she and her mother left the restaurant. "Ok, good, the night is coming back to me" she said quietly to herself, "slowly, but it is coming back, and that's a good sign."
She looked at the clock to see that it was 11:30am, and the day was well under way already as she tried to recall where her friends had taken her last night. She could picture a club, not sure which specific one (and not really caring, they were all the same around here, and all fun), and she remembered dancing with a lot of men. This wasn't very different from her normal nights out, but she didn't usually wake up with a sore ass. That was why she was trying so hard to remember a night that she wouldn't normally mind forgetting. She tried to remember what had happened after the club, but it just wasn't coming to her.
As she concentrated on what happened when she left the club, and with whom, she decided to take a shower and freshen up a bit. She grabbed a towel, and feeling naughty ran out into the hall and over to the bathroom without covering her naked self up. She was actually a little disappointed that no one had caught her, as she was hoping Matt would see her and make a move on her like he had their other sister, but there was no one there, and her siblings doors were open which means they are either in the rest of the house, or out for the day with other people.
Sally didn't close the door all the way as she showered. She left it open a few inches so that prying eyes could see, but her shower went by uneventfully. Even after brushing her hair in the buff, and waltzing slowly back to her room without her towel, she still didn't see anyone around to witness her naked glory. Deciding that her exhibitionism wasn't going anywhere, she got dressed back in her room and went to the kitchen to have something to eat. She was famished from whatever she had done the night before, and she needed food now.
Dressed in a pair of light blue shorts and a white baby-t, she headed for the kitchen, noticing that Matt's door was now closed. She hadn't heard him come up the stairs, but she was lost in her own world, and continued to her destination. Once there she rummaged through the cupboards before settling on a bowl of cereal and some toast. After sitting down at the kitchen table, she heard someone coming down the stairs, and then saw Matt round the corner and proceed to the laundry room next to the kitchen. He went through the load that their mother had probably run through the other day after catching him naked. She wished that she could have caught him naked that morning, or this morning, or any morning.
While watching her brother rummage through the basket next to the dryer, Sally finally remembered a key piece of the night before. Her eyes bugged out as she remembered being bent over the kitchen table, and being fucked from behind. It wasn't a clear memory, in fact it was down right fuzzy, but she was sure that her brother was there somewhere. Seeing him in the laundry was what sparked it, so that was the key. He was in the laundry. "Then who was fucking me from behind?" she asked herself as she ate her breakfast.
"What was that?" Matt asked as he entered the room, changing his shirt as he did.
"I'm just trying to piece together last night," she said after swallowing her last mouthful, glad that she had said that first bit with food stuffed in her face. "I must have been hammered, because I don't remember a bit of it," she said, hoping maybe he would fill in a couple of blanks, and especially hoping that he had filled in her blank last night.
"I don't know what you did before you got home last night, but I was out here putting this laundry through the dryer when you got home last night, and yes, you were hammered. I had to help you up to your room after some guy helped you inside." He lied. He was in the laundry room when she got home, and it was morning instead of night, and he wasn't doing laundry. He was hiding in there when the guy she mentioned helped her into the house naked, but he watched from the shadows as the man bent her over the kitchen table and fucked her from behind before leaving her in the kitchen. Once the coast was clear Matt showed himself and helped her up to her room, where she immediately passed out cold."So you took my clothes off me after dropping me on my bed?" she asked coyly, hoping that the answer was "yes".
"No, I didn't. I don't know how you ended up naked." Which was true. He didn't know. He was actually curious where her clothes were. "Maybe you stripped off in the middle of the night?"
"Yeah, maybe..." she said, a little disappointed that nothing had happened. "so where is everyone? Mom? Jen?"
"Mom decided to start running again. She thinks her ass is getting flabby. Jenny is out with friends at the mall or something." He lied again. His sister was up in her room, just out of view from her open door, and indisposed.
"Ok, well, I guess I'll just have to live with the fact that I can't remember last night," she said as she went back to eating her breakfast. "Unless there is something you left out? Maybe something you're embarrassed about?" She smiled as she finished her sentence, fishing for something that she could use to get him to fuck her. She was sure that someone had fucked her from behind the night before, and if he had been there when she got home, than he had to have seen it, or been the one to do it.
"Well, ok, I admit it. You were naked when you got home last night, and weren't wearing anything when I helped you up to your room." Her eyes opened wide with shock when she heard this. Seducing her brother in private was one thing, but showing up at home naked after a night out clubbing was definitely serious, "and I had to grab you by the tits at one point as I carried you up the stairs." He was honest again.
"I think I need to call my friends and find out what happened last night..." she said as she left her plate and bowl on the table and ran upstairs to her room.
Matt on the other hand, grabbed all of his stuff out of the laundry basket and went back upstairs to Jennifer's room, where he found her just as he had left her. She was tied naked to her bed by her hands and feet with some nylons he stole from the laundry and a scarf stuffed in her mouth. Matt smiled as he approached her, remembering sneaking into her room and tying her down. She woke up just as he was securing her left leg, and he quickly stuffed her mouth and told her to be quiet until he was finished.
He was glad that her bed wasn't visible from her doorway at the hallway. You actually had to enter the room to see what was going on in there. He kneeled down on her bed just left of her head and pulled the scarf from her mouth and told her to be quiet, and not to make a sound before kissing her passionately. His left hand moved down and fingered her as they made out. She pulled gently but firmly against her restraints, trying to pull her brother to her body so that they could fuck, but she was tied tight, and could barely move. She bucked her hips up to his fingers as he sunk them into her repeatedly.
"How long do I have to stay like this?" she asked as he broke their kiss, but before he could gag her again.
"Until after Mom gets home from jogging," he said as he kissed her deeply again. "I hope you have an excuse for where you were all morning, for when Sally asks you. I said you were at the mall with friends, so don't contradict me too much." With that he stuffed her mouth back up again, gave her forehead a kiss, and left the room with the door still open.
Jennifer was really enjoying her punishment. She was tied to her bed, hungry, and thirsty, her door was opened and she could get caught at any minute, and it thrilled her so much that her pussy was constantly dripping. She laid there spread open for anyone to see if they would just walk into her room. She heard footsteps earlier, and assumed they were her older sister's as she padded to the bathroom and back, and then downstairs and back up. It excited her thinking about getting caught, but no one showed up except her brother to tease and fondle her every hour or so. No one showed up that is, until she saw Sally poke her head in and look around.
"Jen!" she said about as surprised as she was when she found out that she showed up naked the night before. "What are you doing tied up?" she asked as she walked into the room and sat next to her sister, taking the gag out of her mouth. "What's going on here?"
"I think that's a pretty long story..." said Jennifer, reluctant to tell her sister the truth.
"I thought that I heard voices before while I was calling my friends. It sounded like you and Matt, but he said that you weren't here, and then I heard kissing sounds, and then someone walking down the hall. I came out to investigate, and found you here like this..." she said in all one breath, trying to piece this together. Her sister tied up all of a sudden took precedence over her ordeal the other night.
"Well..." Jennifer really didn't want to tell her older sibling anything, but it appeared that she was out of options at this point. It didn't matter though, as Sally wasn't quite finished yet.
"Oh my god! Did Matt tie you up like this? I knew you two were fucking each other but I had no idea the two of you were into bondage..." It was Jennifer's turn to be shocked. She knew they weren't exactly being careful and suspected Sally knew, but she was never sure they had been caught yet.
"You knew we were fucking?" she asked, about as perplexed as Sally was at the moment.
"Well, yeah.. I kind of caught you two in the downstairs bathroom a couple of weeks ago... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spy, but it was so hot I just couldn't help myself."
"Wait... A couple of weeks ago? Why didn't you say anything to Mom or Dad?" she asked her older sister, still wondering what she was getting into with this conversation.
"Shouldn't I untie you?" Sally suggested, trying to change the subject, unwilling to reveal her own perverted desires for their brother just yet. She reached for the nylon at Jennifer's right hand, but was stopped from doing anything.
"No, Matt can't know that you found me." Said Jennifer, almost panicking. "If you didn't tell anyone we were fucking than you have to keep this a secret too. Please?"
"Ok, I'll keep quiet, but you owe me big time for this." Said Sally as she stood to leave. She almost left with the scarf still in her hand, but she noticed it in time and placed it gently back into her younger sister's mouth and closed the door on her way back to her room and calling her friends.
Jennifer squealed trying to get her sister's attention, trying to beg her to leave the door open, but Sally never heard her. She was gone in a flash, and Jennifer was left alone to come up with an excuse for how the door was now closed when it had been left open all morning. "It had to have been the wind," she thought to herself. That was the best excuse that she could come up with. She had to go to the bathroom, and hoped that her mother would be back soon so that Matt would let her go.
Julie wasn't out jogging though. She was in her room naked, spending some quality time in bed with her son. She had gone to bed early the last night fucking her husband halfway to death, trying to work off the excitement that she had built up getting started with Matt in the kitchen after lunch, before being so rudely interrupted by her oldest daughter after getting fired from her job. Julie needed to climax, and Steve had delivered in spades. After fucking for an hour or so the two of them passed out for the night. When Steve's alarm woke them the next morning they went at it again until he left the door. They started with some sucking in bed, moved to fucking in the shower, and then she sucked him off as he ate breakfast. Since Sally didn't have a job anymore she wouldn't be getting up early enough to find them fooling around today, and so Julie kneeled under the table and sucked her husband until he got up to go to work.
The next night and morning had followed the same pattern, but with a different order, and positions, ending again with her sucking her husband's cock just before he walked out the door for work. She went back to bed, only to be woken again at 9:00 am by her son climbing into bed with her. At first she thought her husband had decided to come back to her for a day off and playing around, but his oral technique on her pussy was different, and a little sloppier than normal. But when she looked down between her legs to see Matt happily gobbling up her juices, and fingering her cunt she was even more excited than ever. She came for a good minute, muffling her screams with a pillow. After eating her he crawled up between her legs and fucked her good and raw, giving it to her from several positions.
First he did her missionary, pounding at her between her legs. She held back her screams of pleasure now, not wanting to give her other children reason to think she was cheating on their father, and not wanting to block her view of her son. She wanted to make more noise than she ever had while fucking, but she just couldn't let herself get caught either. She grabbed her breasts with one hand, and pulled her son's mouth to her own with her other. She was lost in the moment and groaned into his mouth as she came, but he was still fucking her good and hard, so she flipped them over to ride him.
She bucked like wild, posting up and down on his rigid slab of meat. Now he reached up to grab her tits to stop them from flopping around madly. It was sexy, but it was distracting, and threatened to make him cum early. He pulled her down a little so he could chew on her nipples, which made some small yelps escape her lips. She quivered when he bit into her flesh, and moaned long and low as she came again. Matt couldn't hold back this time, and came with her as her pussy clamped down on him like a vice. He couldn't believe the strength she had down there as she milked every drop out of him with her cunt. They collapsed together, and relished the feeling of their incestuous affair.
Matt told her to stay in bed until lunch so that they could play around all morning. He told her that he would cover for her if either of his sisters asked questions, but deep down he was sure no one would be bothering them for a while. He knew that Sally had come home just after their father had left for work at 7:00 am, and that she would be passed out for at least a few hours. He also knew that Jennifer had been tied to her bed since about that same time, as he was grabbing her nylons from the laundry when Sally had gotten home for her morning bang. He just told his mother he was checking up on a noise when he would disappear to Jennifer's room to tease her a little, and when he would return they would play around a little more.
After checking on his sister the first time, he returned to his mother to get a class act blowjob from her. She sucked him into her mouth the moment he neared the bed, and pulled on his sack as she swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. She used her other hand to either pull his ass closer to her, or to stroke his shaft when it wasn't all down her throat. She was one of very few women who could take all of Matt's cock. He wasn't huge at seven inches, but it was more than most high school girls could handle. Matt always hoped that he could find some better cocksuckers when he got to college in the fall, but since both his mother and sister could both take what he had to offer, he was pleased with what he was getting on his vacation. After sucking him she pulled him out of her mouth and placed his cock between her tits. Her husband seemed to always love a good titfuck, and she enjoyed giving them. She was curious how her son would take it.
Matt loved the feeling and came all over her tits. After finishing and then making out with his mother a little longer, he left again to check on Jennifer, and also made sure Sally was still passed out naked above her sheets. He was already planning his story for when she asked what happened. He didn't have the full picture himself, but there was no way he was letting her know that he watched her get fucked by some guy in the kitchen, bent over the table. He had been tempted to take her into the laundry and bend her over the sink in there when her stranger left, but she was too wasted, and he wasn't going to take advantage of someone who couldn't even stand, let alone make a decision of any kind.
This time when he returned to his mother's room, he found her in her private bathroom washing herself with a wet clothe. He grabbed her saying there would be time for that later, and then bent her over her sink to take her from behind. It was his thing. That is what he does. He bends girls over sinks and fucks them until they can't take anymore.
He fucked his mother hard as he looked her in the eyes through the mirror like he had done to Jennifer the morning before. He grabbed her breasts and pulled her back into him. The flesh of her ass smacked against his abs, and Julie wasn't holding back her moans and groans of pleasure anymore. Matt had told her about Sally being passed out, and said that Jennifer was out with friends, so she let loose and gave him everything she had to give. She started screaming loud when he started fingering her pussy and clit, and she nearly collapsed when she came. He had to help her back into the bedroom, and lay her down as he continued to fuck her from above as she laid on her side now. He played with her breasts some more, and pulled her leg over his shoulder as he straddled the other one, and he even slipped his thumb up into her ass and toyed with it a little before making her cum again, at which point he spewed his load into her again. His mother complained about her ass being flabby. He tried to convince her it wasn't, but she was sure that was why there were so many smacking noises between them when they fucked doggie style.
Shortly after that they heard the shower upstairs running, and Matt went to investigate. He hid upstairs in his room with the door open just a hair to see Sally walking naked down the hall to her room. He then waited for her to go downstairs before following her, and having a conversation about her blackout. Afterwards he went up to check on Jennifer, and played with her for a bit. Since he had the siblings all wrapped around his finger, he went back to his mother to tell her Sally was up, and 69'd with her for a bit without finishing before telling her to dress for a good jog, since that was the excuse he gave to Sally for her, as she was all sweaty and couldn't risk taking a shower until after being spotted.
Matt then left her room, and went to watch some TV for a bit. Julie came out of her room first, waiting for Sally to see her in her jogging outfit. Shortly after that, Sally did come downstairs and indeed saw that her mother looked like she had been jogging, as she was all sweaty, out of breath, and very mussed up. Julie said she was going to shower and Sally said she would make lunch as Matt just sat there pleased with himself. After Julie went back to her room and Sally busied herself in the kitchen, Matt ran up to Jennifer's room to untie her.
When Matt reached the top of the stairs, what he found left him dumbstruck. He was 100% sure he had left her door open when he had left her the last time. It turned him on knowing that she could be found by anyone who would happen to walk by. In fact, deep down inside he was hoping that someone would find her tied up to her bed like that. It would be fun to hear her explain how she got like that, and what she had been up to. It also turned him on thinking of her being naked when she was caught. He'd have to ask her what happened to the door, and see if she was honest with him.
Matt slowly and quietly opened the door, and snuck over to the bed as stealthily as he could. When he reached Jennifer's head she saw his shadow and looked over at him. It was now 12:30, and her brother was pulling his cock out as he ungagged her. He told her to suck it, and she did greedily. He was still hard from 69ing with his mother, and Jennifer sucked him as hard as she could. She didn't recognize the taste on his cock though, and made a metal note to ask him about that later. The thought was quickly forgotten though as he creamed her mouth and face. He then gagged her again, and went down between her legs to her crotch to finger her until she came. He played with her the same way he had played with his mother earlier, as he pulled her lips apart, sucked on her cunny and clit, and even stuck a finger or two up her butt. Jennifer groaned loud at his manipulations of her pussy, and came hard from his ministrations. He then untied her, and told her to be careful when pretending to get home. He then said she could explain about how the door closed later and left her sitting on her bed dumbfounded.
Jennifer wiped the drying cum off of her face, and then looked through her closet for something to wear. She was worried about what Matt had said about the door, but she also really had to go to the bathroom, but it was too risky right now, and she would have to wait until pretending to enter the house without anyone seeing. She put on a simple black miniskirt, a loose-fit white tank top, and a red vest. She opted to go without underwear since she would be going straight up to the bathroom to piss and shower, and she could worry about the details after all of that. She carried a pair of heels with her as she peeked out into the hall, and then went down the stairs as quietly as she could. She looked down towards the kitchen to see Matt sitting there waiting for food, and guessed that this was her chance to make her entrance. She quickly slipped on her heels and opened the front door.
"I'm home everyone!" Jennifer called from the front door just as Sally rounded the corner into view of the front door, handing Matt a bowl of soup for lunch. Jennifer waved to her sister to show that she was home, closed the front door, and then ran back upstairs to freshen up.
"That seemed a little rude," said Sally as she sat down next to her brother. "she just ran upstairs without stopping in here."
"Maybe she really had to pee badly, as if she was kept from a toilet for the last few hours?" said Matt with a wry smile, knowing full well that was the reason for it.
Sally let out a chuckle at that as she ate, but then caught herself, trying to figure out how to cover herself. "Where was she then? The mall of 'No Toilets'?"
Matt laughed at that, and then left well enough alone. He was pretty sure that Sally had found Jennifer tied to her bed, but he would wait until later to press the issue with either of them. He was fucking Julie and Jennifer, mother and daughter, and would be fucking his other sister soon enough, and he didn't need any of them finding out about each other just yet. He heard the upstairs shower start just before the master bath shower stopped, and assumed that his mother would be out soon, while his sister would be another few minutes or more.
"Well, I guess I'll go do some laundry." Sally said as she finished eating. "even if I can't find my clothes from last night, I still have stuff to wash." She still couldn't remember all of the details, but parts were coming back to her. After talking to her friends she found out that she had been to a party that lasted until dawn, and that a couple of guys had double teamed her right on the middle of the dance floor. She had at least figured out why her ass hurt. She had gotten it in her butt a dozen times or so, but she wasn't that experienced with it, and like this morning, she usually felt sore afterwards.
Matt cleared his plates to the kitchen sink and then sat himself back at the table to wait for his mother and sister to join him for lunch. He had both of them occupied for the better part of the morning, and was wondering what they would discuss with each other to cover up their meetings with him. Julie popped out of the master bedroom first, and Matt handed her the meal Sally had left for her. As she ate Jennifer showed herself and sat down on the other side of Matt as he read a magazine while the two women ate. There wasn't much conversation, so Matt didn't have anything to tease either of them with, but he was still pleased with the way events were unfolding.While Matt was simply pleased with everything, Julie was ecstatic with excitement. She had received the fucking of her life over the past couple of days, and she was glowing with the fires of passion burning deep inside her. First she got that teasing fuck from Matt, and then her husband gave her the royal treatment two nights and mornings in a row, and then the marathon fucking she got from her son again this morning. She was as happy as she could be, and as well fucked as anyone had ever been. She felt a little guilt from cheating on her husband with her son, but it wasn't anything she was going to let get in the way of her enjoyment. After finishing her lunch, she cleaned the house with a smile on her face the entire time.
That evening Steve came home to his three children and his wife sitting in the living room and chatting with each other around the TV. Yes, it sure seemed like him to be the perfect suburban household. Of course, he was unaware of his oldest daughter having sex in the kitchen just outside his door the night before, or that his other daughter was fucking his son two days ago, or worst of all, that his wife was fucking their son just this morning after he left for work. Steve didn't know about any of this, but was acutely aware that the three women of the house were dressed to kill. His wife Julie was wearing a tight light cream-colored button up blouse with a loose fit skirt that came to mid thigh. Sally was just sitting around in her same pajamas as always, the short shorts and short sleeve button up top that was a little too tight for her massive chest. Jennifer was in the tight black miniskirt and loose fit tank top that she put on after being untied, and looked like a knockout.
Steve was getting hard looking at all of the female flesh on display around the room. He barely noticed the presence of his son as he walked in and sat between his wife and their younger daughter. He put each of his hands a thigh of each girl just outside the hem of their skirts and asked how everyone's day was. Everyone lied and said that not much had happened, not wanting their clueless patriarch to find out about their secret perverted love triangles. He was sure that each and every one of them was lying to him, holding something back, but there was no way he was going to get the details out of this group all at once. He would have to segregate them and interrogate them one at a time, and he just didn't have the time, energy, or want to do that tonight. It had been a long day at work, and all that Steve wanted was to have some dinner and fuck his wife into a coma.
Julie reluctantly got up off the couch to prepare her husband's dinner. She was enjoying the way he was rubbing her thigh, but the sooner she made him dinner the sooner they could get away from the children for another night of fun. If tonight was anything like the last two nights, she would be in for a real treat when the lights are out later. As she left the room Steve continued subconsciously rubbing the other thigh he had placed a hand on, not even thinking that it was his daughter's and not his wife's leg.
Jennifer wasn't sure what had brought on her father's attentions like this, but she decided to just sit back and enjoy it, hoping that her siblings didn't take notice of his hand on her leg. She was a daddy's girl, and like her sister had her fair share of crushes on the man. Her affair with her brother also had a hand in making her more receptive to living out her fantasies with her father as well. If she could sleep with one, why not the other? Every once in a while his rubbing would go a little higher than normal, and his pinky would slip under the hem of her skirt just a little. It was turning her on, and she found herself wishing that he would just push his hand up and touch her through her panties. Then she remembered that she had neglected to put on any panties after her shower this afternoon, and couldn't wait for her father to find that out.
Julie called for dinner in the other room, and everyone stood to go eat as they had been waiting for Steve to get home for their meal. Steve's hand never reached his daughter's sex, but it did pull her skirt up quite a bit as they stood. Lucky for her they were behind her siblings in the line for the dining room, and she gave her father a smile as she pulled her skirt back down.
"Better be careful Daddy, I'm not in the mood for flashing my nakedness to everyone else right now," she said over her shoulder as she smoothed her skirt down her thighs and went to the dining room.
"Did she just say everyone ELSE?" Steve asked himself as he adjusted his dick in his pants. "Does that mean that she wanted to flash me? She's naked under that?"
His thoughts were all jumbled as he sat down at the table and began eating. Julie was a good cook, and tonight's meal was no exception. The food tasted wonderful, but his mind was elsewhere. His attention kept flitting back and forth from Julie to Jennifer. He focused on their cleavage, he focused on their faces, and he noticed how both of them were watching him half of the time, with naughty looking smirks on their faces. A couple of times he saw a look or two from Sally, his preferred daughter, but he wasn't getting any firm signals from her tonight, so he spent most of his time concentrating on the other two.
Dinner was pretty much uncomfortable for everyone in the household. Julie and Steve wanted to go to their room for some good fucking, Matt wanted to corner Jennifer about the closed door, and Sally just wanted to escape to her bed to masturbate and sleep away the memories she had pieced together in the last few hours. After they were all finished eating they separated off to their own rooms, except Matt who waited behind and followed Jennifer to her room.
"What do you want Matt?" She asked as she opened her door and let him in. "Are you going to tie me up and spank me, and punish me some more for the way I teased you the other morning?"
"You would like that wouldn't you?" he said before pulling her in for a kiss. "No, I was just curious how the door closed itself this morning? I'm pretty sure I left it open when I left you here tied up to your bed, and yet when I returned to untie you, I found it closed shut. But you were still tied down. How did the door get shut?" he asked as he teased his right index finger over her chest and stomach.
Jennifer was breathless, but she managed to answer. "It must have been the wind. You know how it is when someone opens the front door, all of the other doors swing closed sometimes. It must have been from Mom coming back from jogging..." she was really excited, and rushed the words out so that she could concentrate on the way his finger was making her feel.
Matt was in turmoil over that answer though. He knew damn well his mother wasn't out jogging, so that couldn't be the way her door got closed, but he couldn't tell her that he was fucking their mother all morning while she was all tied up in her room. He decided not to press the issue with her, and to take a shot with getting it out of Sally later instead as he sat them on her bed. In the meantime, he continued running his finger all over Jennifer's body as his other hand reached around and groped her left tit from behind her. He didn't bring her off though. He was still punishing her, and he told her so. He got her to the brink of excitement and then left her high and dry.
He went over to Sally's door, and knocked quietly before letting himself in. She was glad that he had knocked first, because it gave her a chance to pull her hands out of her cunt and pull her shorts back up before he walked into the room. He sat down on the bed to her left and asked her how she was doing after a long day with a hangover. She informed him that she wasn't hung over at all today, despite how drunk she got the night before.
"In fact, I might have still been drunk when I woke up this morning. That could be why I couldn't remember anything," she said as she sat there, wishing she had the courage to make a move on her youngest sibling.
"Could be, could be..." he replied. "So what did you think when you walked in on Jennifer tied naked to her bed this morning?" He dropped a bombshell on her, and she let the fact that it was her show.
"She told you? That bitch..." she said as she slumped back onto her bed and covered her sobbing face with her pillow.
"No, Sally, Jenny didn't tell me anything." He said as he rubbed her bare left knee with his right hand, half trying to comfort her and half getting turned on by touching her. "That's actually why I had to come in here. I had left the door open when I left her there, and you had closed it. I knew Mom hadn't been upstairs, and that Jenny hadn't gotten out of her restraints, so it had to have been you."
"You mean that instead of her breaking my trust, and telling you about me, I broke her trust by telling you about me?" she asked with a confused look on her face, pulling the pillow off to the side as her brother continued rubbing her thigh now.
"Pretty much, yeah. Though I didn't give you much of a chance to get away with it." He rubbed higher and higher up her leg, now pushing his fingers into the underside of her shorts with each stroke. "Were you surprised to find her naked?"
"A little bit, yeah." She said as she wiped the tears away from her face. "But I was more surprised to see her tied up."
"So what did the two of you talk about?"
"Nothing really... It all happened so fast. At first I asked her why you tied her up, and she didn't say. She just begged me not to tell anyone that I saw her like that." Sally was fully collected now.
"How did you know that I had been the one to tie her up?" he asked, truly puzzled. He thought he had given that bit of info away just now as he confronted her about it all.
"Well... Uh... I guess..." she sputtered, trying to not answer his last question, and then the answer came to her. It was mostly honest, but most of all it was true. "I heard the two of you talking from my room, but you said she wasn't here, so when I went to check it out, and saw her like that, I just assumed it was you."
Her answer was good enough for Matt, but he wasn't finished with her yet. "So what did you think when you found her like that? Tied up, naked, and helpless?"
Sally knew now that he was trapping her. That question was asked to see her reaction, and her next answer was very important. It would define their relationship for the rest of their lives. She could lie and say that she was disgusted with them for it, or she could walk right into the trap and admit to him that she was turned on, and wanted to have a turn with her stud brother. She was so confused she didn't even notice that his hand had moved up her thigh from her knee, and was now rubbing her upper thigh along the edge of her shorts, pushing under it a little at a time.
"I don't know how I felt about it." It was a lie, but it was closer to the truth than she should have told him. She should have said that she was disgusted, and just remained his older sister for life.
"Sure you do," he said as he replaced his right hand with his left on her leg, and placed his right hand on the small of her back and pulled her to him, playfully jostling her, but really just trying to touch her and get her a little excited. "It must have been shocking, knowing that your brother tied up your younger sister to her bed naked like that? I know I would be surprised to find you tied up like that, and to hear that Jennifer did it."
"I don't know..." she said as she stood up. She had to get away from his touch or he would drive her insane. A part of her wanted him to do that to her, but her conscious was winning the battle right now. "I guess I feel confused about it. A part of me is freaked out by what my brother and sister are doing, and another part of me is wondering..."
She paused just a little bit too long for Matt, so he resumed his questioning. "Wondering what, Sally?" he asked as he stood behind her and tried to wrap his arms around her waste.
"I don't know what," she said, breaking away from him again. She didn't want to keep her distance from him, but she felt that she had to. "I need more time to think about it. I think you should go now."
Matt knew when it was time to quit. Even though his mother had put up some resistance, and his other sister hadn't put up any, Sally was always a special case, and she would take time to break. He was going to give her all the time she needed, and so he big her goodnight, left her room as she requested, and then went to bed hard and unsatisfied. He thought about going over to see Jenny, but just didn't feel like starting anything with Sally awake in the next room, even if she did know what was going on.
After giving his wife a good fuck or two before bed, Steve finally fell sleep at around 11:00pm. As pleased as he was with life, it was a troubled sleep. During dinner, he hadn't paid much attention to it, but when the women of the house had been looking away from him, they had all been looking at his son. During his dreams though, this became more than obvious. They weren't looking at Steve at all anymore. They were hanging all over Matt as if he was the alpha male of the house, and Steve was now just the beta male. They were all rubbing themselves against his strapping young body, and stripping him of his clothes, as well as each other's. The dream ended in a big orgy between his son, daughters, and wife, and they were all laughing at Steve as they fucking his son.
Steve was glad to wake up before his alarm sounded, and turned it off before it had a chance to wake his wife. He showered and dressed as quickly and quietly as he could, and left the master suite without Julie ever hearing him. He ate breakfast quickly as well, trying to forget the dream that had disturbed him so deeply. "It couldn't have been real," he thought to himself. "My son isn't stealing my family from me... Is he?"
He was about to rush out to the garage over a half hour earlier than normal when he heard someone stirring in the living room. He looked into the dark room to see his oldest daughter sleeping on the couch in just her short pajama shorts. She was on her stomach, so he couldn't see her breasts, but they were sticking out on her sides, and her ass was barely covered by her shorts. He could just barely make out an empty bottle of liquor under her hand, hanging from her dangling arm off the front of the couch to the floor. He decided to wake her. He told himself it was so that her mother or siblings wouldn't find her like this, but it was really so that he could see her sit up and see her with her top off.
"Sally, baby, wake up..." he whispered into her ear as he shook her gently. "Sally..."
She stirred a little, and rubbed her eyes before opening one of them and looked around. Seeing that she was in the living room, on the couch, with her father shaking her shoulder, she was curious what was going on. She felt drunk, and was concerned she might be becoming and alcoholic. She was about to sit up, and even started the motion until she felt her bare tits pulling across the upholstery of the couch. Indeed, as she looked down in the dim light she saw that her tits were uncovered, and would be exposed if she sat up.
She dropped back down and asked her father, "Daddy? I think I'm drunk."
"The bottle on the floor suggests as much, honey," he said with a smirk, and upset that she hadn't sat up yet. "why are you drunk dear?"
Sally thought back to the last night, and making out with her brother. She played with herself for two hours, completely turned on, but unable to get herself off, so she came downstairs for a drink to sooth her nerves. She opened a half-finished bottle of vodka, and that was all that she remembered. She didn't know where her shirt was, or why she was on the couch still. She should have gone up to her room if she was going to get this drunk, again.
"I couldn't sleep," she said in her baby voice. She looked at the clock on the mantel and saw what time it was. "Daddy? Shouldn't you be eating breakfast, and getting ready for work?"
"I already ate breakfast. I was about to leave when I heard you." He said as he placed his hand on her bare back and patted it, "but thanks for caring." After he pat her back twice, he held his hand there, just barely rubbing his palm against her naked flesh. He absentmindedly adjusted his package in his pants as he grew harder, and Sally noticed it.
"Why are you up so early Daddy? Trying to ditch your one night stand with Mommy, and sneak out before the regrets sink in?" she joked. She was laying the baby voice on really thick now.
"Yes, dear. I don't want her other lover catching me here with her." He was joking as he stroked his daughter's back lovingly, but neither of them had any idea how right he was about his wife having another lover. "And besides, I have an early meeting to get to, like all men do when they leave their affairs behind."
"Daddy!... You can't have an affair with your wife..." She was definitely still drunk when she said this, as she was not only taking her baby voice to an extreme, but she was slurring her words quite a bit too. "You would have to fool around with me to have an affair before work today..." She grabbed his package with her dangling arm after she finished saying that, and started rubbing him through his trousers.
"Baby..." His voice was choked. "I don't think you should be doing that right now..."
"How about later than Daddy?" she said with a giggle as she continued stroking him through his clothing. "Don't worry Daddy, I won't tell Mommy about us."
Sally rolled onto her side, finally exposing herself to her father as she reached down to his pants with both of her hands and started undoing his fly. Steve just stared in a mix of lust and confusion as his daughter pulled his cock out into the open and stroked him in the dark living room while the sun came up. She stroked him with both hands as he sat there dumbfounded, but she was still drunk, and took one of her hands to move his hand from her back to her breast, and used his fingers to grope her own tit.
"It's more fun when you join in Daddy." She continued stroking him, and urged him up onto his knees, and then to his feet in front of her as she sat up. "It's always more fun when Daddy joins in." she said as his pants fell to the floor at his feet.
She leaned forward and sucked her father's cock into her waiting mouth. A little bit of drool escaped her lips and hung down to her breasts, while the rest of her saliva was coating his shaft copiously lubricating him as he slid in and out of her sucking orifice. She stroked what she didn't have in her mouth, and fondled his balls with her other hand. His hand had fallen lifeless to his side though, and she had to stop stroking him for a moment to place it back on her tit, and get him fondling her on his own.
Steve was lost in the pleasure of his oldest daughter's mouth when all of a sudden he was convinced that his son wasn't replacing him as the head of the house. If there was anything going on, and it wasn't all in his imagination, he definitely wasn't being replaced. His daughter wouldn't be sucking him right now if Matt were the alpha male. At most this was just a restructuring of the family unit. He was impressed with how well his daughter was sucking his unit. He was enjoying it so much he reached down with his other hand and fondled her other breast. He was then enjoying her breasts so much, he decided to free himself of her mouth and stick his dick between her tits and fucked her like that.
"Oh Daddy... You like it kinky..." she said as she held her tits together for her father, and rubbed them up and down his length. She gave his head a lick each time it exposed itself to her open mouth. She squeezed her thighs together in time with her breasts rubbing his dick, and her shorts were getting soaked through. "Daddy?" she asked looking up into his eyes.
"Yes... dear?" he asked, out of breath, and loving his daughter's body.
"Could you fuck me before you leave for work?"
"Is she serious?" he asked himself in his mind. He didn't care about the answer to that though. He pulled her hands from her tits letting his dick free again. He then pulled her to her feet, turned her around so she was kneeling on the couch and bent her over the back of the couch. Once she was in position he pulled her shorts down as far as he could, lined his member up with her cunt, and pushed himself in slowly. When he reached full depth with no problem, he realized that he didn't need to hold back with her, and began fucking her at a steady but considerable pace. He grabbed her hips and pulled her into him, but if he hadn't she would have still be fucking him right back with all of her might.
"Oh yeah Daddy... Fuck your baby girl good... Fuck me hard Daddy..." she cried softly as she met his thrusts with enthusiasm. "Yeah Daddy... You fuck me so good..."
He did just that. He fucked her as hard and fast as he could. He wanted to cry out, as did she, but they held in their moans as they fucked just one room away from his wife, her mother, and Jennifer and Matt a floor above them. He felt himself ready to explode. The moment was too much for him and he couldn't last as long as he normally did with his wife. He groaned a little louder than normal, and Sally knew that he was about to cum. She finally had an orgasm herself shortly after they began fucking, so she didn't care if he finished in her or not, she wanted to suck him off now. She quickly jumped up off of his cock, turned around, and sucked him back into her mouth while jerking him off. She sucked until she tasted cream, and then she sucked until there was no more cream left. She showed the prize she had retained in her mouth to her father, and then swished it around with her tongue before swallowing.
"Daddy, your jizz tastes so good... and I came so hard on your cock..." she said as she continued stroking his softening member, and licking him clean between sentences. "But... it's getting late... and you have to get to work..." She pointed at the clock, and Steve looked to see that it was indeed time to leave for work. He thanked his daughter for the quickie, told her to put her shorts back on and get to bed in her room, and then woke up to the sound of his alarm as he realized he was having yet another dream.