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Carrie opened the beach house and flipped on a light. She had her arms full of groceries while Chris and Krista followed her in with their suitcases and duffel bags. The house was on the gulf coast, not the most desirable of ocean fronts, but a fun vacation none the less. The maids had left that afternoon changing out the bed sheets, sweeping, mopping, and vacuuming, then heading on to their next house. Carrie paid a monthly fee to have the maids clean the house during the summer. This was the first trip of the year.
"Mmmm...smells so clean." Carrie kicked her sandals off and sat the groceries on the kitchen island. In the distance, she could see the waves crashing into the shore. Chris tossed a duffel bag on to the couch, and Krista headed down a hallway with two suitcases. "They must have just left, the counters are still a little damp."
"I'm starving, what's for dinner?" Krista called from one of the bedrooms.
"Dinner isn't for a couple of hours. Have some fruit." Carrie called back.
Krista walked back into the living room, having left the suitcases in the master bedroom. Her mother tossed her a banana.
"I could think of other things to do with this besides eat." She smiled, cracked the peel, and seductively took a mushy bite, using only her lips.
"My god, you're such a little slut." Carrie and Chris finished putting the groceries away then headed for the deck outside. The waves were loud. The beach was only about 300 yards away. "It's beautiful. I love coming out here." Carrie said as she pulled up a deck chair and sat down to enjoy some sun. She lit a cigarette and smoked while she watched the waves.
"We heading for a midnight swim?" Chris asked.
"Mmmm...maybe tomorrow night. I think it's going to storm tonight, then clear the rest of the week."
Sure enough, Chris looked at the weather app on his phone and saw a cluster of clouds south west of them.
"Damn, should be here around 7:30 tonight." he put his phone back in his pocket and pulled a chair up next to his mom. He put a hand on her warm thigh, it was freshly shaven, and tan.
"Not that big a deal," she said, "I'm sure we can figure out something fun to do here." she winked and seductively blew a cloud of smoke over her head. Chris's cock twitched in his board shorts.
Krista walked out of the sliding door and took a third chair on the deck.
"What are you guys talking about?" she asked.
"Nothing. It's supposed to storm tonight." her mom replied.
"Yeah, I saw that." Krista looked over head, then asked her mom for a smoke, tapping her fingers to her lips. With a couple flicks of the lighter, her cigarette sizzled to life. A little bit of ash drifted down to her cleavage, and she blew the smoke down her breasts as she looked down to brush it off. Chris soaked in the sexy site of his mother and sister smoking. Their long, curvy legs crossed over themselves, making their tiny shorts ride high up their thighs.
The trio chit chatted for a while on the deck, then disappeared back inside. Krista turned on the tv and found the local news, while her mother started to get things ready for dinner. They had burgers. It wasn't long before the rain started. And, a couple hours later, the sun was down. The storm grew larger and more aggressive. Rain battered the roof, and lightning lit up the coast line periodically. And then, the power went out.
"Oh, dammit! Really?" Carrie called out from the bedroom. She pulled a flashlight from the dresser and made her way into the living room. Chris and Krista were lit up by their cell phones.
"Got any candles?" Chris asked. He got up and headed for the kitchen.
"Yeah, sweetie, try under the sink." The storm raged on as Carrie shined the flashlight under the sink for him. There were three boxes of scented tea lights, and a few large candles for romantic dinners. "The matches should be in the drawer by the stove. Or, here, my lighter." she pulled her lighter from her back pocket and handed it to him. With in a couple minutes, the beach house was lit with candles. One on the table in the hallway, a few in the living room, a few in the bedroom, and a few in the bathroom. Shadows bounced up and down on the wall in rhythm to the small flames.
"Well, this is cozy." Carrie said as she turned off the flash light and took a seat next to her k**s on the couch. She tossed her legs up on to her son's lap, and laid her blonde head in her daughter's lap. Krista played with her mother's hair, playfully twirling a finger around her golden locks. Chris rubbed a hand up and down her smooth legs, cupping the underside of her knee, stroking her calves. He noticed that she had painted her toes a muted pink. Her shorts had ridden up a little into her pussy. He knew she wasn't wearing any panties, and Krista probably wasn't either.
Carrie rubbed her legs together in her son's lap, brushing them against the hard cock between his thighs.
"Mmmm...does he want to come out and play?" she asked looking up at him.
"Absolutely." Chris lifted his hips up and pressed his cock against her legs.
"I haven't fucked by candle light in a long time. We should do it in here. Go get us a few blankets and pillows sweetie." Carrie said looking up at her daughter. She could barely see past Krista's tits.
The three got up off the couch and got to work making the living room a cozy play room. The lightning hadn't stopped, and the storm wasn't even halfway passed.
There were three thick blankets on the floor, providing a lot of padding. A few pillows for heads, asses, or knees.
"Where's the toy bag?" Krista asked. She was stripping naked.
"Here." Chris pulled it from behind the couch and opened it up. He began pulling out the toys and lube. A favorite was the big, red, double sided jelly dildo. Krista and Carrie had put a lot of miles on it.
"Haha! Mineminemineminemine!" Carrie giggled greedily.
"You're so immature." Chris teased her and poked her ribs. She had stripped as well. Her heavy tits swayed gently as she leaned over and grabbed the thick, floppy, red cock.
"You just don't understand, baby. It feels so fucking good." She spit on the end and slicked it up and down. "Mmmm...it still smells like that strawberry lube from last week." Carrie lay on her back and slid the thick cock deep into her pussy. She breathed in and out slowly as she began working it back and forth. Her pussy juice was soon leaving white webs along the thick shaft. Krista crawled over on all fours and dribbled a large blob of spit on to the other end of the cock and began stroking it in.
"You would probably like this bro, it's soft, but really...really filling."
Chris was stroking his cock while he watched his mother working her pussy over.
"Yeah baby...mmm...you should give it a go. It's...not that much bigger than your dildo...but it's...softer...and more flexible." Carrie was slow to get the words out.
Chris was definitely a fan of a good dildo. He loved the feeling of something thick and filling pressing against his prostate.
"Maybe when you're done." he kept stroking his cock.
"Oh no baby...here..." Carrie maneuvered herself onto her hands and knees, the floppy cock sagging under it's own weight. "Help him out, Krista."
"Bend over, just like mom." Krista grabbed the dildo. Chris moved on to his hands and knees, and backed up closed to his mother. He felt his sister's warm breath as she leaned in close to his ass, and dribbled a wad of spit on to his anus, then massaged it in with her fingers.
"Ok, ready?" She asked.
"Oh yeah." He relaxed, and felt his sister guide the thick head up to her anus, and with a little pressure, he felt it spread him open and slide in. His ass sucked the thick cock deep inside.
"Mmmmm!" he grunted as it snaked its way inside. "Fuck! That's thick."
Carrie laughed. "Relax baby, let momma do the work."
The storm continued, and lightning flashed off the coast. The living room was lit by a flickering, warm, orange glow. Carrie started to rock back and forth, sliding the thick dildo in and out of her pussy, and at the same time in and out of Chris's ass. She could hear him breath heavily with each inward stroke. She knew what he was going through. Having something that thick in your ass, and that deep, was quite challenging. She kept her pace slow. "How's it going back there?"
"Oh, fuck...good. Good." he said over his shoulder. His hard cock waved back and forth with the rhythm of his mom's fucking.
"Mmmmm...it's so fucking deep. How about you?" she already knew the answer.
"Yeah...yeah, it's real deep." Chris exhaled hard again on an inward stroke.
"Holy fuck, mom. This is so hot." Krista said as she watched in aw. She had a hand between her thighs, massaging her clit.
"Film it for me, baby." Carrie said as she turned and looked over her shoulder. In a flash, Krista had her phone out and was recording the two from every angle. Luckily, they had charged their phones before the power went out. Krista kept playing with her pussy and her tits while she moved around the scene, getting angles under her mother's tits, under her brother's cock, close up in between their asses, close ups of the wet, slick dildo as it disappeared, and reappeared in their wet holes, broad views of both of them on their knees in the dark, candle lit room. Thunder shook the beach house, and lightning lit up the coast again.
"How's it look?" Carrie was a little breathless. She continued working her self forward and backward against her son's ass, gripping the cock with her pussy as she pulled away, and leaning hard into it as she pushed into him.
"It looks so fucking amazing. Just keep doing what you're doing."
Carrie kept up the rhythmic fucking. Chris did what she told him and relaxed. He grabbed a pillow and bent down even further, resting his torso on the pillow.
"You're so lucky, Chris. Of all the sick, twisted fucking things we do, this is my favorite." Krista had now moved to leaning her back on the couch while she filmed with one hand, and fingered her self with the other.
"Oh ff-f-ffuck...I can see why." Chris stuttered as his mom picked up the pace. His ass hole was starting to spasm and try to hold on to the dildo on each outward stroke. "Ohhhhh fuck! That feels so good. Go ahead, go faster."
"Yeah? My baby wants faster?" Carrie started rocking back and forth faster. Each inward stroke bottomed the dildo out against her cervix. "Is that what you want baby? Huh?"
"God yesss...that's so fucking good...keep going." Chris had gotten back up on to his hands and was starting to match her rhythm. More thunder shook the house.
"You want...to fuck against me? Huh?"
"Yeah. Can I?"
"Yes...yess....go ahead. Don't hurt yourself..."
Chris started to match his mother's rhythm, and soon they were crashing their asses into each other. At first, it was a quiet 'slap...slap...slap...'. As they sped up, and the fucking got more aggressive, Carrie's pussy was getting wetter. The slaps soon turned into "shlop...shlop...shlop...'.
"Ohhhh...that's it baby...you're a natural."
"Yeah?" Chris asked breathless. The dildo was pressing against his prostate with each stroke. His cock was oozing thick ropes of pre-cum that would dribble down and pool onto the blanket. "Can we go faster?"
"God yessss..." Carrie growled as she started bucking her ass backwards harder and faster. "As fast, and as deep...as you can take it..." 'Shlopshlopshlopshlop!'
Krista maneuvered to in front of her brother and laid down on her back, her pussy in his face. She continued to film the fucking. Her pussy was soaking wet, and glistened in the dull light. She hooked her middle finger and ring finger into her pussy and started working her g spot. It only took a few seconds of aggressive fingering to start squirting. Chris opened his mouth and let her spray her cum on his face.
"Haha!" Carrie laughed. "I felt that get on my legs." The fucking continued. The power came back on, and the living room was filled with bright light as the ceiling fan light came on. The hardcore site in front of Krista took her breath away in the full light. And like that, the power disappeared again, and they were back to fucking in the dark.
"How's it feel, Chris?" Krista asked as she put the phone away and stroked his face.
"So fhuckhing ghhood...Hollhee fhuckh! I nheed to cum...soho bhaad though."
"Awww...here, let me help." Krista laid under her brother and took his cock into her mouth. It was a challenge to keep it in her mouth with how fast he and their mom were working each other's holes.
"Oh mom...oh mom...fuck yesss...you're so...ghoood at thisss..." Chris called over his shoulder. "I want to cum so bad...please...can I cum...please mom..."
"Oh fuck yess baby...cum for mommy...cum while mommy fucks....your fucking ass..." Carrie kicked it into high gear, slamming herself backwards into her son's ass. She knew the dildo was going deeper in him than anything else he'd ever had. Her heavy tits swung hard, and she could feel her ass shaking and jiggling with each violent impact.
Krista kept sucking as best as she could. Her brother's thick cock filled her mouth, repeatedly stretching her cheek. She tried to produce as much spit and slobber as she possibly could. She looked between her brother's legs and could see her mom's swaying tits, and every now and then, a flash of red from the thick dildo sliding in and out of her mother's cunt.
"Cum with me baby! Cum with me baby! I'm so fucking close!"
"I have to now! I have to now! Now! Now!" Chris called over his shoulder. The lights flicked back on again, then back off. Thunder shook the house, and lightning lit up the coast. Krista couldn't keep his cock in her mouth. She just spit a large wad of slobber into her hands and started jacking him off.
"OHHHHHHHH! FFFFFFFFFUCK YESSSSSHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Chris groaned as he fell face first into a pillow. His cum started firing out of his cock and into his sister's waiting mouth and face in thick, long, white ropes. His mother's fucking didn't stop. She started screaming as her orgasm rolled in.
"YESSYESSYESSYESSYESSYESSS! OH MY-FFFFFUCK!" Carrie screamed. She leaned forward and tensed up, stopping her violent fucking. The dildo flopped out of her pussy and a violent stream of pussy juice followed as she squirt. Krista turned and caught some of it on her face. She giggled as her mother and brother finished cumming on her face. After Chris was done, she squeezed and stroked the last few ropes of cum out of his cock and got out from under him. He fell forward on to his stomach and hugged the pillow. The dildo was still deep in his ass. Carrie had rolled on to her back and was running her hand through her hair. She was covered in sweat, as was Chris. Her hair was matted to her forehead. A pool of sweat collected in her shallow belly button, and in the middle of her tits. Her pussy tingled and trembled as she squeezed her clit and ran her fingers along her wet, abused, puffy cunt.
"How are you doing?" She asked, out of breath.
"Fucking great..." Chris called back, muffled by the pillow. "My asshole won't stop...ungh...squeezing this fucking thing though."
"Haha! It will relax eventually." Krista grabbed it and gave it a quick, gentle tug. It didn't move. "Holy shit, yeah, it's in there."
Carrie had climbed up and walked to the kitchen for a drink. The refrigerator chilled the sweat on her body as she pulled a bottle of Gatorade out and cracked it open.
"Fuck..." She wiped her forehead. "That was fun." She pulled a cigarette from the pack on the counter and lit it, taking in the erotic site in front of her. Chris was face down on a pillow, with a big, thick, slipper dildo sticking out of his ass. Krista was walking into the kitchen for a drink, her face smothered in thick blobs of cum, so much so that it looked like frosting. Carrie licked a straight line from her daughter's jawbone, up the cheek, collecting a wad of sweet, bitter cum on her tongue, then swallowed. She took a drag off her cigarette, and handed it to her daughter.
"You better drink up." Krista said as she took a drag off her mother's cigarette.
"Why's that?" Carrie took the cigarette back, took a drag, and dribbled the smoke up out of her mouth, and back in through her nostrils.
"Because, I'm next." She planted a wet, cummy kiss on her mother's lips.
The house shook with thunder.
"Mmmm...smells so clean." Carrie kicked her sandals off and sat the groceries on the kitchen island. In the distance, she could see the waves crashing into the shore. Chris tossed a duffel bag on to the couch, and Krista headed down a hallway with two suitcases. "They must have just left, the counters are still a little damp."
"I'm starving, what's for dinner?" Krista called from one of the bedrooms.
"Dinner isn't for a couple of hours. Have some fruit." Carrie called back.
Krista walked back into the living room, having left the suitcases in the master bedroom. Her mother tossed her a banana.
"I could think of other things to do with this besides eat." She smiled, cracked the peel, and seductively took a mushy bite, using only her lips.
"My god, you're such a little slut." Carrie and Chris finished putting the groceries away then headed for the deck outside. The waves were loud. The beach was only about 300 yards away. "It's beautiful. I love coming out here." Carrie said as she pulled up a deck chair and sat down to enjoy some sun. She lit a cigarette and smoked while she watched the waves.
"We heading for a midnight swim?" Chris asked.
"Mmmm...maybe tomorrow night. I think it's going to storm tonight, then clear the rest of the week."
Sure enough, Chris looked at the weather app on his phone and saw a cluster of clouds south west of them.
"Damn, should be here around 7:30 tonight." he put his phone back in his pocket and pulled a chair up next to his mom. He put a hand on her warm thigh, it was freshly shaven, and tan.
"Not that big a deal," she said, "I'm sure we can figure out something fun to do here." she winked and seductively blew a cloud of smoke over her head. Chris's cock twitched in his board shorts.
Krista walked out of the sliding door and took a third chair on the deck.
"What are you guys talking about?" she asked.
"Nothing. It's supposed to storm tonight." her mom replied.
"Yeah, I saw that." Krista looked over head, then asked her mom for a smoke, tapping her fingers to her lips. With a couple flicks of the lighter, her cigarette sizzled to life. A little bit of ash drifted down to her cleavage, and she blew the smoke down her breasts as she looked down to brush it off. Chris soaked in the sexy site of his mother and sister smoking. Their long, curvy legs crossed over themselves, making their tiny shorts ride high up their thighs.
The trio chit chatted for a while on the deck, then disappeared back inside. Krista turned on the tv and found the local news, while her mother started to get things ready for dinner. They had burgers. It wasn't long before the rain started. And, a couple hours later, the sun was down. The storm grew larger and more aggressive. Rain battered the roof, and lightning lit up the coast line periodically. And then, the power went out.
"Oh, dammit! Really?" Carrie called out from the bedroom. She pulled a flashlight from the dresser and made her way into the living room. Chris and Krista were lit up by their cell phones.
"Got any candles?" Chris asked. He got up and headed for the kitchen.
"Yeah, sweetie, try under the sink." The storm raged on as Carrie shined the flashlight under the sink for him. There were three boxes of scented tea lights, and a few large candles for romantic dinners. "The matches should be in the drawer by the stove. Or, here, my lighter." she pulled her lighter from her back pocket and handed it to him. With in a couple minutes, the beach house was lit with candles. One on the table in the hallway, a few in the living room, a few in the bedroom, and a few in the bathroom. Shadows bounced up and down on the wall in rhythm to the small flames.
"Well, this is cozy." Carrie said as she turned off the flash light and took a seat next to her k**s on the couch. She tossed her legs up on to her son's lap, and laid her blonde head in her daughter's lap. Krista played with her mother's hair, playfully twirling a finger around her golden locks. Chris rubbed a hand up and down her smooth legs, cupping the underside of her knee, stroking her calves. He noticed that she had painted her toes a muted pink. Her shorts had ridden up a little into her pussy. He knew she wasn't wearing any panties, and Krista probably wasn't either.
Carrie rubbed her legs together in her son's lap, brushing them against the hard cock between his thighs.
"Mmmm...does he want to come out and play?" she asked looking up at him.
"Absolutely." Chris lifted his hips up and pressed his cock against her legs.
"I haven't fucked by candle light in a long time. We should do it in here. Go get us a few blankets and pillows sweetie." Carrie said looking up at her daughter. She could barely see past Krista's tits.
The three got up off the couch and got to work making the living room a cozy play room. The lightning hadn't stopped, and the storm wasn't even halfway passed.
There were three thick blankets on the floor, providing a lot of padding. A few pillows for heads, asses, or knees.
"Where's the toy bag?" Krista asked. She was stripping naked.
"Here." Chris pulled it from behind the couch and opened it up. He began pulling out the toys and lube. A favorite was the big, red, double sided jelly dildo. Krista and Carrie had put a lot of miles on it.
"Haha! Mineminemineminemine!" Carrie giggled greedily.
"You're so immature." Chris teased her and poked her ribs. She had stripped as well. Her heavy tits swayed gently as she leaned over and grabbed the thick, floppy, red cock.
"You just don't understand, baby. It feels so fucking good." She spit on the end and slicked it up and down. "Mmmm...it still smells like that strawberry lube from last week." Carrie lay on her back and slid the thick cock deep into her pussy. She breathed in and out slowly as she began working it back and forth. Her pussy juice was soon leaving white webs along the thick shaft. Krista crawled over on all fours and dribbled a large blob of spit on to the other end of the cock and began stroking it in.
"You would probably like this bro, it's soft, but really...really filling."
Chris was stroking his cock while he watched his mother working her pussy over.
"Yeah baby...mmm...you should give it a go. It's...not that much bigger than your dildo...but it's...softer...and more flexible." Carrie was slow to get the words out.
Chris was definitely a fan of a good dildo. He loved the feeling of something thick and filling pressing against his prostate.
"Maybe when you're done." he kept stroking his cock.
"Oh no baby...here..." Carrie maneuvered herself onto her hands and knees, the floppy cock sagging under it's own weight. "Help him out, Krista."
"Bend over, just like mom." Krista grabbed the dildo. Chris moved on to his hands and knees, and backed up closed to his mother. He felt his sister's warm breath as she leaned in close to his ass, and dribbled a wad of spit on to his anus, then massaged it in with her fingers.
"Ok, ready?" She asked.
"Oh yeah." He relaxed, and felt his sister guide the thick head up to her anus, and with a little pressure, he felt it spread him open and slide in. His ass sucked the thick cock deep inside.
"Mmmmm!" he grunted as it snaked its way inside. "Fuck! That's thick."
Carrie laughed. "Relax baby, let momma do the work."
The storm continued, and lightning flashed off the coast. The living room was lit by a flickering, warm, orange glow. Carrie started to rock back and forth, sliding the thick dildo in and out of her pussy, and at the same time in and out of Chris's ass. She could hear him breath heavily with each inward stroke. She knew what he was going through. Having something that thick in your ass, and that deep, was quite challenging. She kept her pace slow. "How's it going back there?"
"Oh, fuck...good. Good." he said over his shoulder. His hard cock waved back and forth with the rhythm of his mom's fucking.
"Mmmmm...it's so fucking deep. How about you?" she already knew the answer.
"Yeah...yeah, it's real deep." Chris exhaled hard again on an inward stroke.
"Holy fuck, mom. This is so hot." Krista said as she watched in aw. She had a hand between her thighs, massaging her clit.
"Film it for me, baby." Carrie said as she turned and looked over her shoulder. In a flash, Krista had her phone out and was recording the two from every angle. Luckily, they had charged their phones before the power went out. Krista kept playing with her pussy and her tits while she moved around the scene, getting angles under her mother's tits, under her brother's cock, close up in between their asses, close ups of the wet, slick dildo as it disappeared, and reappeared in their wet holes, broad views of both of them on their knees in the dark, candle lit room. Thunder shook the beach house, and lightning lit up the coast again.
"How's it look?" Carrie was a little breathless. She continued working her self forward and backward against her son's ass, gripping the cock with her pussy as she pulled away, and leaning hard into it as she pushed into him.
"It looks so fucking amazing. Just keep doing what you're doing."
Carrie kept up the rhythmic fucking. Chris did what she told him and relaxed. He grabbed a pillow and bent down even further, resting his torso on the pillow.
"You're so lucky, Chris. Of all the sick, twisted fucking things we do, this is my favorite." Krista had now moved to leaning her back on the couch while she filmed with one hand, and fingered her self with the other.
"Oh ff-f-ffuck...I can see why." Chris stuttered as his mom picked up the pace. His ass hole was starting to spasm and try to hold on to the dildo on each outward stroke. "Ohhhhh fuck! That feels so good. Go ahead, go faster."
"Yeah? My baby wants faster?" Carrie started rocking back and forth faster. Each inward stroke bottomed the dildo out against her cervix. "Is that what you want baby? Huh?"
"God yesss...that's so fucking good...keep going." Chris had gotten back up on to his hands and was starting to match her rhythm. More thunder shook the house.
"You want...to fuck against me? Huh?"
"Yeah. Can I?"
"Yes...yess....go ahead. Don't hurt yourself..."
Chris started to match his mother's rhythm, and soon they were crashing their asses into each other. At first, it was a quiet 'slap...slap...slap...'. As they sped up, and the fucking got more aggressive, Carrie's pussy was getting wetter. The slaps soon turned into "shlop...shlop...shlop...'.
"Ohhhh...that's it baby...you're a natural."
"Yeah?" Chris asked breathless. The dildo was pressing against his prostate with each stroke. His cock was oozing thick ropes of pre-cum that would dribble down and pool onto the blanket. "Can we go faster?"
"God yessss..." Carrie growled as she started bucking her ass backwards harder and faster. "As fast, and as deep...as you can take it..." 'Shlopshlopshlopshlop!'
Krista maneuvered to in front of her brother and laid down on her back, her pussy in his face. She continued to film the fucking. Her pussy was soaking wet, and glistened in the dull light. She hooked her middle finger and ring finger into her pussy and started working her g spot. It only took a few seconds of aggressive fingering to start squirting. Chris opened his mouth and let her spray her cum on his face.
"Haha!" Carrie laughed. "I felt that get on my legs." The fucking continued. The power came back on, and the living room was filled with bright light as the ceiling fan light came on. The hardcore site in front of Krista took her breath away in the full light. And like that, the power disappeared again, and they were back to fucking in the dark.
"How's it feel, Chris?" Krista asked as she put the phone away and stroked his face.
"So fhuckhing ghhood...Hollhee fhuckh! I nheed to cum...soho bhaad though."
"Awww...here, let me help." Krista laid under her brother and took his cock into her mouth. It was a challenge to keep it in her mouth with how fast he and their mom were working each other's holes.
"Oh mom...oh mom...fuck yesss...you're so...ghoood at thisss..." Chris called over his shoulder. "I want to cum so bad...please...can I cum...please mom..."
"Oh fuck yess baby...cum for mommy...cum while mommy fucks....your fucking ass..." Carrie kicked it into high gear, slamming herself backwards into her son's ass. She knew the dildo was going deeper in him than anything else he'd ever had. Her heavy tits swung hard, and she could feel her ass shaking and jiggling with each violent impact.
Krista kept sucking as best as she could. Her brother's thick cock filled her mouth, repeatedly stretching her cheek. She tried to produce as much spit and slobber as she possibly could. She looked between her brother's legs and could see her mom's swaying tits, and every now and then, a flash of red from the thick dildo sliding in and out of her mother's cunt.
"Cum with me baby! Cum with me baby! I'm so fucking close!"
"I have to now! I have to now! Now! Now!" Chris called over his shoulder. The lights flicked back on again, then back off. Thunder shook the house, and lightning lit up the coast. Krista couldn't keep his cock in her mouth. She just spit a large wad of slobber into her hands and started jacking him off.
"OHHHHHHHH! FFFFFFFFFUCK YESSSSSHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Chris groaned as he fell face first into a pillow. His cum started firing out of his cock and into his sister's waiting mouth and face in thick, long, white ropes. His mother's fucking didn't stop. She started screaming as her orgasm rolled in.
"YESSYESSYESSYESSYESSYESSS! OH MY-FFFFFUCK!" Carrie screamed. She leaned forward and tensed up, stopping her violent fucking. The dildo flopped out of her pussy and a violent stream of pussy juice followed as she squirt. Krista turned and caught some of it on her face. She giggled as her mother and brother finished cumming on her face. After Chris was done, she squeezed and stroked the last few ropes of cum out of his cock and got out from under him. He fell forward on to his stomach and hugged the pillow. The dildo was still deep in his ass. Carrie had rolled on to her back and was running her hand through her hair. She was covered in sweat, as was Chris. Her hair was matted to her forehead. A pool of sweat collected in her shallow belly button, and in the middle of her tits. Her pussy tingled and trembled as she squeezed her clit and ran her fingers along her wet, abused, puffy cunt.
"How are you doing?" She asked, out of breath.
"Fucking great..." Chris called back, muffled by the pillow. "My asshole won't stop...ungh...squeezing this fucking thing though."
"Haha! It will relax eventually." Krista grabbed it and gave it a quick, gentle tug. It didn't move. "Holy shit, yeah, it's in there."
Carrie had climbed up and walked to the kitchen for a drink. The refrigerator chilled the sweat on her body as she pulled a bottle of Gatorade out and cracked it open.
"Fuck..." She wiped her forehead. "That was fun." She pulled a cigarette from the pack on the counter and lit it, taking in the erotic site in front of her. Chris was face down on a pillow, with a big, thick, slipper dildo sticking out of his ass. Krista was walking into the kitchen for a drink, her face smothered in thick blobs of cum, so much so that it looked like frosting. Carrie licked a straight line from her daughter's jawbone, up the cheek, collecting a wad of sweet, bitter cum on her tongue, then swallowed. She took a drag off her cigarette, and handed it to her daughter.
"You better drink up." Krista said as she took a drag off her mother's cigarette.
"Why's that?" Carrie took the cigarette back, took a drag, and dribbled the smoke up out of her mouth, and back in through her nostrils.
"Because, I'm next." She planted a wet, cummy kiss on her mother's lips.
The house shook with thunder.
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