Family Fitness Night Ch. 09

by AsylumSeeker

story tags: kitchen, breakfast, table, family, son, mother, gym, shower

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Family breakfast turns into an orgy of unrestrained lust.

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For the first time in a long time Linda was awake before the alarm went
off. After rubbing the sleep from her eyes she sat up in bed and
stretched her arms before looking over at her husband Greg, who was
still sleeping.

Linda's fingers combed through her short blonde hair. Although a
brunette at birth she started coloring her hair back in high school
thinking the look was sexy, and she still retained the habit. But
recently she'd experimented with highlighting and appreciated the
streaks of light brown that mixed in with the yellow.

As the blankets fell away from her chest they exposed her nude body
from the waist up. She smiled while thinking of the naughty things her
son Ken had done to her; both nipples instantly flared. Her gaze
dropped as she admired both breasts, which were not as firm as they'd
once been. Not fair! But her husband and son didn't seem to mind.

The fingers of both hands lightly stroked the swollen tips, which were
still a bit sore. Why did she like it so much when they hurt? They next
supported the bottom curvature of the mounds and lifted them up to
where they used to stand, proudly upright, twenty-some years earlier.
Her heart sank; getting older really sucked!

Her hungry stomach growled, which gave her an idea. She quietly got up
without waking her husband, intent on making the family a rare mid-week
breakfast. It didn't used to be rare, but rather commonplace. But since
she'd returned to the workforce breakfast was a luxury she could no
longer regularly provide as she fought for bathroom time along with her
husband.

Once out of bed she flashed the empty room a glimpse of her pussy,
which was fringed by dark curls, before pulling on a knee-length silk
robe. In horror she realized the sash was missing.

The sash! The sash that had bound her wrists the previous evening...
which started getting her wet all over again. How had Ken found her
true weakness within moments when it had eluded her husband for so many
years? But then she saw it on the floor near where her robe had been,
wrinkled but still functional.

She threaded it through a few loops and was quickly back in business
once more. Linda ventured from the bedroom and into the kitchen as
quietly as possible, extracting pots and plates from cabinets in her
attempt to feed the family she loved so very much, and whose dynamics
were so rapidly changing.

Once the sausage was finished she set it aside and plucked one link
from the grease, savoring the rich maple flavor. Linda staged a dozen
slices of bread beside the toaster near the margarine tub before
breaking the eggs open, which sizzled as they struck the hot surface of
a frying pan.

How she loved that sound! It was so much better than the annoying
beeping of a barcode scanner and cash register sliding open. And the
customers; some could be so nice, but others... ugh!

When grateful arms extended around Linda her eyes closed and she
relaxed, leaning back into the body embracing hers. Both nipples flared
once more with excitement.

"I love you sweetheart, but don't get me started. We both have to get
to work."

"Good morning, Mom. It smells wonderful in here."

The voice and embrace... it wasn't Greg at all! It was her daughter
Janice. Linda then felt her daughter's soft, perky breasts rubbing
against her back, which felt so good.

"Sit and eat," Linda quickly instructed; "Unless you don't mind manning
the toaster."

"I can toast," Janice readily volunteered and dropped in four slices
before depressing the slide. "It's been a while since we did this."

A sense of guilt washed over Linda. "I know, I'm sorry sweetie; but
I've started working and breakfast can be such a big task for a family
this size."

"I mean talking."

Linda stopped what she was doing and turned to face Janice. Her
daughter was freshly washed and looked quite stunning with her shoulder
length reddish-blonde hair tied back in a cute pony tail, firm body
adorned in a short yellow skirt with a white halter top.

Her daughter wasn't wearing a bra as there was no real need to; the
naturally upright swells pressed against the thin fabric, the outline
of both nipples readily apparent. Linda was immediately jealous and
wanted to criticize her daughter for wearing the racy top, but thought
better of it.

"Has it? I'm sorry you feel that way. We've always been close."

Janice shrugged her shoulders and looked away. "We used to be."

Linda felt helpless. "Sweetheart, I'm sorry but..."

"Watch the eggs, Mom."

Her mother's attention refocused on breakfast. She grasped a spatula
and carefully fished the cooked eggs from the pan, placing them on a
serving dish. Janice buttered the toast once it popped up, and loaded
it with four more.

"Jan, do we need to talk?"

"I'd like..."

"Man, it smells great in here," Greg interrupted the hesitant
conversation as he arrived.

Greg hadn't showered yet; instead he'd been prematurely drawn to the
kitchen by the smell of cooking. He was still wearing the red boxers
he'd worn to bed and an over-length t-shirt that reached down over most
of his crotch. Linda cringed when she noticed what he was wearing; and
in front of his daughter!

He first noticed Janice, shapely legs bare from the skirt down. He had
a side view and caught a glimpse of her firm breasts as they pushed her
top forward, the nipples quite clearly defined. He then glanced at his
wife and her legs as he approached and kissed Linda's cheek.

"Thanks so much, girls. This is a wonderful surprise."

As Linda helplessly watched, her daughter slinked away. It was
accompanied by a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. It
physically hurt as Janice left.

"Jan, please..."

But words were not enough. Linda was beside herself but forgot about
the lost opportunity as first Greg, and then Ken, arrived. Ken was
wearing pajama bottoms, his muscular chest proudly showing. Her eyes
glanced down and watched as his dormant cock freely swung back and
forth, batting temptingly against the front of his clothing.

"This is great Mom, thanks," her grateful son announced.

Linda squeezed Ken's shoulder as he sat down. She then placed toast,
eggs, and meat on two plates and served them to the two most important
men in her life. A few seconds later Janice returned and gravitated
towards her father, sitting down and straddling his left thigh. Linda
felt a twinge of sadness as she felt as if she was losing touch with
the daughter she loved so much.

"Jan, would you like a plate?" Linda questioned, hoping to recapture
the lost moment, but it was gone.

Under the table Greg's left hand lightly stroked his daughter's inner
thigh. He looked up at his wife and answered, "Janice and I will share,
sweetie. Sit down and join us."

Greg cut an egg open with the side of his fork, watching as the yellow
yolk rushed out of the opening. He next cut off a piece of bread and
plunged the tongs first through the egg and then the bread. Janice
watched and opened her mouth expectantly as her daddy fed her the food.

As her teeth snatched the offering from the utensil he pressed his lips
to an ear and whispered, "I love you so much, baby," before kissing a
cheek. The mix of strawberry-scented shampoo and baby powder smelled so
good.

Greg ate a bite before loading up the fork with a piece of sausage and
egg which he dipped in yolk before raising it to her waiting lips. He
smeared the warm yolk over her lips and chin before gently pushing
breakfast into her mouth. He then took advantage of the opportunity and
licked the egg from her chin and lips as she chewed.

The fingers of his left hand teased her smooth inner left thigh while
sneaking under her short skirt. Janice could no longer ignore his
ovations as he started to turn her on. Her teenaged body shuddered as
she began growing aroused.

She turned and looked at him, cheeks red in embarrassment and wide-eyed
with disbelief. "Daddy!"

But her father only grinned and continued his advances. His fingertips
traced along the smooth skin flanking the elastic of her panty crotch.
Janice's eyes closed and she softly sighed. Her body was squirming as
tingling heat formed in her lower belly. Both nipples swelled and
proudly jutted outward against her halter top. Every time she moved the
fabric teased the tips of both pink shafts.

A moment later Janice felt a finger sneaking under the elastic and
tracing along the folds of her warming pussy; she leaned back against
his chest. Her right leg lifted and straddled his right leg, widening
her thighs in the process. She eagerly opened her most intimate area to
one of the men she loved and adored.

As Linda she was about to occupy a chair Ken looked up and winked.
Noting how cozy Greg and Janice were, she instead sat down on Ken's
right thigh. His right hand disappeared under the table and between her
spread legs.

Linda felt the fingers of her son's hand caressing an inner thigh
before pressing against the outer folds of her naked pussy. The
intimate contact triggered tingling sensations that instantly hardened
both nipples.

Her head turned and she looked at him whispering, "Ken, please don't."

But her son persisted, the tips of several fingers fondling the bare
flesh. She moved her left arm around his shoulders for support as a
wave of dizziness overcame her. The tingling heat of arousal warmed her
loins once more.

When Ken's fingers pushed between the folds and began stroking Linda's
clit, she knew all was lost. Her eyes closed and body shuddered as she
began to melt. Linda's hips rubbed her cunt against his fingers,
delighting in the joyous sensations that coursed through her awakening
flesh.

Across the table, caught up in his own little world, Greg delighted in
feeding his daughter. Several times egg yolk dripped down her chin and
he was only too happy to lick the excess away before kissing her sweet
lips.

As Greg became aroused his cock stiffened. It eagerly throbbed inside
his boxers, waiting to be unleashed. He gently pushed two fingers into
his daughter's moist canal, listening as she softly moaned in delight.

When he finished the last bite Greg placed the fork down and reached
his right hand up, cupping his daughter's right breast through the thin
top she was wearing. The nipple was already impossibly hard as his
fingers squeezed the delightful mound. Janice groaned as her pussy
began leaking in earnest, quickly coating the probing fingers invading
her sex.

Janice was beside herself. She turned to her father and complained,
"Daddy, you're getting me hot and I have to go to school!"

But at the same time his daughter's fingers rubbed against the
impressive bulge, needing what he had to offer. Her fingers gripped the
pulsating head which was already painting the inside of his underpants
with leaking cum. Greg's balls were aching with desire.

Any premise of propriety soon disintegrated. Physical need overtook all
else. Desire was the driving force that trumped the usual daily
priorities.

Ken opened the aperture in the front of his pajamas. Linda knew what he
was doing and began freaking out, but how could she stop him?

"Ken, don't... Ken, please... Ken!" she frantically whispered, only
loud enough for him to hear but which he chose to ignore.

He didn't stop, instead reaching inside and pulling his swollen cock
out. The next thing Linda felt was her sash being untied, which meant
only one thing. Her face turned hot as it reddened in embarrassing
humiliation.

Here Linda was sitting across from her husband and daughter who were
busy with their own thoughts as Ken pulled her arms behind her back and
tied the overlapping wrists together. And she didn't even fight him,
because Linda knew deep down she wanted him to.

Even worse was when Ken pulled the front of her loosened robe open,
exposing her chest. Her nipples were straining with forbidden
excitement as he exposed her helpless body to the remaining family. The
sense of humiliation was worse than she even could have imagined.
Linda's heart raced and she was breathing heavily. Her pussy throbbed
with need and grew juicy.

Both hands reached around, index fingers extended. The tips of the
digits circled over the dimpled areolas, slowly teasing her awakening
form. Linda could only lean back against his chest in humiliating
surrender, breasts bared for all to see.

Janice looked in her direction, face expressing mild shock upon seeing
her mother's robe open, naked breasts and swollen nipples visible. She
turned and whispered into Daddy's ear, who then observed his wife's
awkward nudity at the hands of their son. He was confused yet uncertain
how to react.

After seeing his wife like that Greg no longer felt a need to hide his
actions. There was a sense of overwhelming relief in the room as all of
the family secrets were revealed at once. Greg whispered into Janice's
ear and she slipped off the halter top, exposing her firm, perky
breasts and pink tips. Linda admired her daughter's chest with a sense
of pride mixed with lust.

Ken stood up and propelled his mother closer to where her husband and
daughter were sitting. He grabbed the back of a nearby chair and slid
it across the tile floor until they were right next to them. All of
this time Ken was standing there with his erection sticking out of his
pajama bottoms, uncaring that everyone could see his exposed manhood.

Greg scooted his chair back, directly facing the one Ken had brought
over. His son sat down just inches away before pulling his mother back
down on his lap, all of them facing one another. The silence was
deafening.

Janice gazed at her mother's naked breasts with suppressed longing.
Finally the daughter nervously reached over, cupping and squeezing on
the boobs. Linda wanted desperately to do the same but the sash pinned
her arms behind her back. Linda tested the binding by frantically
working her arms up and down in scissor-like motions, but the silk belt
was stronger than she was.

They leaned forward, open mouths meeting, tongues eagerly entwining in
deep, wet kisses. Tears formed in Janice's eyes as she finally felt the
loving affection that had been missing in her life since their mother
had returned to work. The after-school talks were what she'd missed the
most.

Ken nudged her mother and she lifted up. His fingers pulled the pussy
lips apart and she lowered, making slight adjustments until feeling the
hard tip of his cock pressing against her aroused slit. When the smooth
head was at the opening his hands grasped her hips and pulled down. The
portal widened as he penetrated.

"Mmmm," Linda moaned into her daughter's mouth.

Greg followed his son's lead, unsheathing his erection and guiding it
out into the open. He withdrew his hand from inside his daughter's
panties, now moistened with feminine wetness, before tugging the crotch
to one side. With his left hand guiding her body, the fingers of his
right eased the lips apart.

Janice shuddered as she felt the smooth head entering the slit. Her
pelvis rotated until the hard tip was throbbing against the tight
opening. Greg's hands moved to her waist; he penetrated her luscious
cunt. His daughter felt so incredibly good as she embraced his
hardness. Greg sighed in joyous delight as he worked his cock deeper
inside.

It was an erotic sight that would have boggled a normal person's mind.
A twenty-something son fucking his mother, a forty-something father
loving his teenage daughter, and all while the mother and daughter
kissed and fondled. All sense of normalcy had been erased by the
building passion and desire.

Ken reached a hand up and placed it over his sister's, which was
cupping their mother's heaving tit. His fingers pinched Janice's two
fingers that were caressing the nipple, which in turn flattened the
thick tip and sent a shocking jolt of stinging pain through Linda's
form. The jolt fueled the fire in her loins, instantly intensifying her
excitement.

Janice could tell it hurt her mom, but she also sensed that her mother
was enjoying it. After showing his sister the secret he'd learned, Ken
returned his hand to Linda's waist. His hard organ pumped up and down,
sliding deeply into and out of Linda's pussy. Juice soaked the
penetrating mass as her body responded to the intimate stimulation.

Greg closed his eyes as he delighted in the tingling sensations surging
through his balls and lower belly. His daughter's tight, wet pussy felt
so good as it surrounded his moving cock. Essence seeped from her
aroused sex, coating the shaft and dripping over his jiggling balls.

Meanwhile mother and daughter were lost in a series of kisses. As
Janice's palms and fingers squeezed on her mother's soft boobs and
rock-hard tips, their lips were locked in an embrace that was both
timeless and intimate. Nothing else mattered as their warm, wet tongues
swirled around one another and explored oral crevices.

Every once in a while when the urge struck, Janice tightened her
fingers and created stinging jolts of pain through her mother's
nipples. Linda gasped from the unexpected shock, yet enjoyed the
exquisite excitement which accompanied the discomfort.

Janice's mouth separated from Linda's and their eyes met in a silent
gaze. Their bodies were bouncing as Ken rammed his cock into his
mother's sex. He was grunting loud, and it was apparent he was getting
close to climaxing. After a few more thrusts he stiffened and his head
leaned back, body jerking wildly. Janice could just imagine his cock
squirting a load of milky cum into their mother's pussy.

As her brother sat back, breathing hard, Janice's hands left her
mother's boobs and grabbed her waist. She pulled her forward off of
Ken's lap and onto hers. Even as Daddy's shaft was still ramming into
his daughter's pussy, Janice's right hand moved beneath her mother's
legs and two fingers slid into the cum-filled canal.

"Oh sweetheart, that feels so wonderful," Linda moaned, as she was
still worked up and left lacking an orgasm.

Janice's eyes welled up with tears which rolled down her rosy cheeks.
"Please quit your job, I need my mom back. I miss you so much."

Linda felt terribly guilty and smiled before shedding her own emotional
tears. "I'll try to, honey."

Janice nodded her understanding before leaning down, her lips attaching
to a hard nipple. She sucked hard and swirled her tongue around the
straining tip, teeth occasionally biting down hard.

Her two fingers thrust into her mother's cunt several times, which were
quickly coated with a mixture of cum and essence. Then they withdrew
and rubbed on her clit, sending intense sensations of pleasure through
Linda's body before sliding back in again. It was this constant teasing
that worked her mother into a sexual frenzy.

Before long sweat was dripping down the sides of Linda's face; she
groaned in delight as her daughter finger-fucked her goo-filled canal
or stroked her straining clit, all the while sucking on a sore, aching
nipple. When her arousal reached a fevered pitch, she climaxed.

Linda clenched hard and quaked, as if a giant fist had grabbed around
her midsection and was shaking her body as if a rag doll. Her frenzied
cries echoed through the kitchen.

With hips pumping hard she frantically fucked the fingers that were
fucking her, driving them as deeply into her hungry void as they could
reach. Juice flooded her sex, soaking her hot slit before the intense
sensations quieted. She leaned forward against her daughter with a
heavy sigh of relief.

Ken pulled his mother back into his lap before lowering her into a
kneeling position on the tile floor between his legs facing him. His
glistening semi-rigid cock, dripping with spent cum, still showed signs
of life. It was obvious what he wanted; Linda bent down and took her
son's full length between her lips and began sucking.

Greg thrust his cock all the way into his daughter before lifting her
body, carefully turning her over and placing her back down on the
kitchen table. He pushed dirty dishes aside to make room for her. A
smile appeared on his face as he briefly admired his daughter's
beautiful body before grasping her waist. He mouthed the words "I love
you" before closing his eyes and sliding his cock in and out of her
wondrous center.

Family Fitness Night Ch. 09

by AsylumSeeker (UID 479657)

http://www.literotica.com/s/family-fitness-night-ch-09

Family breakfast turns into an orgy of unrestrained lust.

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Janice's mind was reeling. What was happening was crazy; insane-crazy.
Had she just fingered her own mother to climax immediately after her
brother filled her with a load of cum? Was she actually lying on the
kitchen table as her father rammed his hard cock into her pussy? She
closed her eyes in confusion, blocking the rush of thoughts and instead
concentrating on the driving hardness filling her cunt.

The hands on her waist let go; a second later they were squeezing on
both of her firm, perky tits. Her nipples strained with excitement as
fingers tweaked on the rubbery pink tips. Janice loved having her boobs
played with, but feeling that while she was also feeling a stiff cock
ramming into her hot, juicy cunt at the same time was heaven!

"Oh Daddy, that's so good!" she cried out in a breathless voice. And
then she thought of how she'd pinched her mother's nipples not long
ago. "Make my nipples hurt."

Greg wasn't one to hurt the ones he loved, but he wanted nothing more
than to make his sexy daughter happy. He gripped the nipples and
twisted, watching her face for the first sign of discomfort. When her
body stiffened, back arching, and a soft cry escaped her lips, he
stopped there.

Janice understood that her daddy didn't want to hurt her too much, and
he stopped just as the pain was getting sharp. But it was enough to
ignite a tingling fire in her loins, and he did it every few seconds.
Soon the joyful pleasure of having her tits played with, of feeling his
hard organ plunging deeply into her sex, and the slight stinging jolts
of discomfort combined in a powerful orgasm.

Her lithe, sweaty body stiffened on the table. Both hands balled up
into fists and her toes tightly curled. The ball of fire in her loins
seemingly exploded with atom-like fury, only instead of radiation it
was intense tingling sensations of ecstasy that set her wildly shaking.
The table vibrated from the spasms that gripped her muscles. For
several seconds Janice relished the wonderful pleasure of a female
orgasm until it subsided, leaving her spent.

It was all Greg could do to hang on and ride out the storm out. Her
pussy constricted around his organ while her cunt flooded with nectar.
His daughter felt so amazing and she had his cum-laden balls on the
edge of climax. As sweat rolled down his red face he slammed his cock
into her fast and hard, shuddering as the sensitized head forced its
way back and forth within her juicy canal.

When the balls rose up against the base of his shaft and he felt the
seed rising, Greg knew only a few seconds remained. He groaned in
pleasure as intense sensations of delight raced through him, and
grunted in joy while ejaculating. His cock erupted and spewed thick,
intermittent streams of cum into her center that quickly drained the
sacs.

Her father hesitated, reluctant to withdraw from the incredible warmth
of her body, but his softening cock was ejected from this game. He took
one last look at the lovely creature before him, smiling like the proud
daddy he was.

His right hand lovingly caressed her left thigh. "Thanks sweetheart,
that was wonderful."

"You're welcome Daddy. I love you."

"And I love you too."

Linda had been splitting her attention between sucking on Ken's cock
and watching the action going on between her daughter's legs. She could
only imagine how wet Janice was, and that was now mingling with her
husband's significant load of cum. As her head bobbed up and down,
resurrecting Ken's excitement, his swelling hardness gave her a chance
at fulfilling her darkest fantasy yet.

Her son was so ready; his meat was stiff and pulsating with enthusiasm.
Thick, milky remnants from the first climax ringed her mouth as she
cleaned him off. Now his virile, masculine body had recovered and
rigidity had returned to his organ. She could feel the excitement
radiating from his loins. Linda's mouth backed off of her son's
erection.

"Fuck your sister," she pleaded. "Please, Ken, fill her pussy with your
cum!"

Without knowing why, he wanted to. Janice had already been violated by
their father and her cunt was already starting to leak the seed he'd
planted in her flesh. She was lying there catching her breath, legs
shamelessly spread like some side dish to a tempting meal. The crotch
of her panties was twisted and soiled; her short yellow skirt was
bunched up around her slender waist.

Greg was sitting in a nearby chair, gazing at his daughter's oozing
pussy in dazed shock. It was quite clear that their father was confused
by all that had happened on what had started out as a typical morning
but ended up so very, very different.

Ken approached the table. His sister looked up at him with an
expressionless face. But that changed when he guided his stiff organ to
her cunt and eased it inside.

Janice was tighter than their mother; he liked that about her. But Mom
sure knew how to get a guy off by the way she moved. He couldn't be
sure which was better and quickly decided it would require more
'research'.

His sister didn't say anything, only moaning as his stiff prick slid
all the way into her pussy. The smooth head widened the delightfully
resistant walls of her canal. Ken wasn't sure if it was his imagination
or not, but he sensed his father's cum surrounding his cock. He thought
he'd be turned off by that, but the mental image of his father's cream
lubricating his sexy sister's cunt wasn't the turn-off Ken anticipated.

She reached both hands down and held on to the edge of the table to
keep from sliding. Ken held onto her waist as he increased the strength
and frequency of his thrusts. Her body met each of his with one of her
own, her wiggling hips adding to the pleasure of their coupling.

His hands slid off her waist and around her buttocks. He took an ass
cheek in each strong hand, squeezing hard as he lifted and guided her
hip motions. Ken taught his sister some of the moves his much more
experienced mother had employed when pleasing him.

"Oh yeah, that's it," Ken groaned in delight. "Work it, Jan... just
like that... oh, it feels so good."

Ever the eager pupil, Janice emulated the movements her brother
apparently enjoyed. They felt nice for her too, she was finding; the
intensifying tingling heat in her loins was evidence of it. Janice
wanted so badly play with her stiff, aching nipples, but was afraid of
releasing her grip on the table's edge. Ken was banging into her pussy
pretty hard and she would've slid away from him.

A few moments later his face turned to a dark red as he grimaced. Sweat
was dripping down. He clutched her ass cheeks so hard that his fingers
dug into the smooth skin, hurting Janice. She hissed between gritting
teeth as his cock plunged into her cunt so deep and hard. Ken finally
cried out and climaxed.

His impressive, muscular form stiffened in pleasure as his sensitized
cock rubbed along the juice-soaked, velvet-smooth walls of her pussy.
His tight balls erupted and his cock ejaculated a powerful stream of
thick seed into his sister's body. He hadn't had enough time to recover
after the first orgasm, and once the small amount was gone he
experienced painful dry heaves as the empty balls tried ejaculating
more.

When her brother was done he backed away. As Janice looked up she saw
her mother anxiously kneeling between her legs. Ken reached down,
untying the sash, releasing Linda's pinned arms. Her mom's arms coiled
around Janice's open thighs and she felt lips and a warm tongue
feasting on her semen-soaked cunt.

"Oh Mom," Janice moaned as she lay back down on the table, closing her
eyes and focusing on the joyous sensations of arousal.

Two fingers eagerly dug into her violated canal and withdrew,
extracting an impressive offering of milky cum. Linda glanced at her
find and briefly closed her eyes as she licked the fingers clean,
savoring the salty mix of seed.

After swallowing it down Linda inserted the fingers once more and
rotated them from side to side, pushing in as deeply as she could
reach. Removing them again she devoured all that she could extract from
her daughter's pussy.

Janice's naked sex looked so good at that moment with the wet slit such
a lovely bright pink. Linda pushed the puffy lips apart and set her
sights on the enlarged clit. Her daughter's body clenched as her lips
and tongue attacked the nub. Janice's sweet moans filled the kitchen as
her mother licked the teen's sexually charged pussy.

After the youngest of the family wrapped her shapely legs around her
mother's neck, Janice raised both hands to her own chest and squeezed
on the ignored breasts. Her thumbs made small circles over the
throbbing tips.

The stirring heat of building excitement which had waned began waxing
yet again. The daughter softly cried out as her mother nibbled on the
straining nub that was her clit. Intense sensations of pleasure surged
through her lithe young body, which was wildly writhing on the kitchen
table.

She could feel a climax looming on the horizon and eagerly fucked her
mother's face, smearing leaking wetness over the cheeks and chin.
Janice captured both nipples between thumbs and index fingers and
twisted hard. Tantalizing jolts of stinging distress fueled the blaze
deep in her loins. Her abused body began bucking as the flicking tongue
on her clit sent Janice over the edge.

Ken and Greg sat on adjacent sides of the table as the twisted family
orgy played itself out. Their limp organs were in recovery mode and
could not respond to the erotic scene unfolding before their very eyes.
The shafts were still exposed and left hanging over the front edges of
their respective seats, silently dripping thick cum onto quarter-sized
puddles on the tile floor before them.

Janice was the last to cum. Her stiff body was convulsing so much that
the arms which Linda had loosely coiled around her daughter's upper
thighs now tightened their grip. Greg watched the action in numbed
disbelief as wife and daughter showed their love for one another in a
most forbidden manner.

Her cries grew frantic for the duration of the orgasm before her form
relaxed. She heavily sighed with relief and satisfaction, her flushed
face radiant as she smiled

Greg realized the late hour and hurried to the master bathroom. Seconds
later Linda heard the distant sound of the shower being turned on as
water rushed through the pipes.

It was as if a stun-grenade had gone off in the room. After a few
moments Janice sat up, her skirt in wrinkled disarray and panties
soiled. Clearly she was in no condition to leave for school any time
soon. Ken didn't have classes for another two hours so he'd manage
okay. And Linda was late for her work, but she'd already decided to
call in sick.

"You kids need to get cleaned up and dressed," their mother announced.
"Come on. I'll get the kitchen cleaned up a little later, it can wait."

After Ken got up he leaned over and picked up the sash. "Don't forget
this, Mom."

When their gazes met Linda's eyes sparkled. She reached out and took it
from her son's hand. "Don't worry, I won't."

* * * * *

After showering Janice scented her body with perfume and pulled on
fresh panties, a denim skirt, and the same halter top she'd started out
the morning wearing as it was still presentable. As she left the room
and walked down the hallway she overheard her mother's voice talking on
the phone in the master bedroom.

"Janice Walters... She's a senior... I'm her mother, Linda Walters... A
stomach virus I'm guessing... Just today, she should make it in
tomorrow... thank you." This was followed by the sound of a handset
being returned to its cradle.

Janice's face brightened with excitement while thinking; "Yes! No
school!"

While she was standing there, hovering near the open door, her mother
emerged.

"Oh, there you are," Linda realized. "I called us both in sick. We have
to talk, sweetheart."

Story Tags: kitchen; breakfast; table; family; son; mother; gym; shower

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