Mom's And I United free porn video

I awoke Saturday morning to the sensation of Mom's lips running along the length of my cock, her hand holding my shaft up as she kissed and licked from my balls upward along my shaft. Judging from the amount of saliva already coating my cock, she'd been doing it a while. She said, "Morning sleepy head," when she saw my eyes open.

I could barely grunt, "Morning, Mom," in response.

Mom's hand spread the wetness around, as she began to stroke the shaft. Her lips kissed the tip and they spread around it as she slowly took me inside her hot mouth. Her wet tongue pressed against the frenulum as it passed by on its way to the back of her mouth. Stopping before it could enter her throat, she rose back up, working her hand across the fresh supply of spit, mixing a handjob with the blowjob.

"Turn around," I managed to say, "I want to eat you, too."

Mom turned her body and straddled my face with her thighs, then settled her pussy onto my lips. My tongue went to work, splitting her labia in search of the sweetness of her flavor. She had apparently done some cleanup before waking me, as I didn't taste any residue of my cum from the night before. I wouldn't have minded tasting half a dozen guys inside her, if it meant I could show her my love in that moment.

"Mmmmmm," Mom moaned, the deeper my tongue reached into her snatch, even before I approached her clit for the first time. When I did stroke across it with just the tip of my tongue, she moaned even louder.

I slipped my right index finger inside her, while my left hand blindly reached along our bodies to ensnare her breast, circling around the nipple. Inside, I bent my finger slightly to drag across her gspot. My back arched as the vibrations of her answering moan reverberated throughout me. I put my tongue and lips into overdrive, sliding and nipping around her labia as I gradually added a second finger, slipping them in and out against resistance from her muscles squeezing upon them. Then I attacked her clit, nipple and gspot all at the same time and she came apart and pulled her mouth off of me to scream, somehow still stroking my cock.

"Fuuuuuuccccckkk! Oh, gawd, baby! Make me cum! Unnngh! Yesssss! Baby!" Her abdomen started undulating against my forearm as I clamped thumb and index finger against her hard nipple, pulling it away from her body. A gush of her fluids washed over my face as she cried, "Yes, pull it! Pinch it! Oh, fuck, honey!" and shuddered from head to toe.

She shook and screamed for a minute as I continued my assault. She tried to end it by lifting her pussy from my face but I cried out, "Not done with you, yet!" and pressed my thumb against her clit, rubbing it in concert with the fingers still inside her, letting my hand move with her jerking body. She made enough space between us that I could reach my left hand to her opposite breast, to pinch her nipple there, too.

"Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmiggooooddddd! Derek! Baby! Oh fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck!" she screamed, her hand on my cock squeezing me tight. It was probably the only thing that kept me from cumming myself, just from the joy of making Mom cum this hard.

She collapsed atop my face again and I withdrew my fingers from inside her, replacing them with my tongue, gently lapping up her juices. Her clit was pressed against my chin, her last shakes continuing to stimulate it, with no effort from me.

She gradually stilled. Her tight grasp of my cock turned back into stroking as she recovered. She muttered, "Your turn, baby," before engulfing my cock in her mouth, rising and falling just three times before swallowing my shaft into her throat. Her hands let go of my cock, bracing them on the mattress so she could practically do push-ups onto my shaft, milking me with every swallow. Her breaths between strokes blew from her nose onto my balls.

"That feels so good, Mom!" I encouraged. I clenched my fists beside me, trying to delay my orgasm, but soon gave in, pulsing yet another splendid orgasm deep into her throat as I screamed, "FuuuuucccccckkkkKKKKK!!!" It was almost painfully intense, after the activities of the previous day, of the whole week. Almost too much. Instead, I didn't want to stop cumming, once I had started.

Mom retreated enough to breathe, while my cock sprayed the inside of her mouth, soon filling it. Finally, my spasms ceased and the arch that had formed in my back fell down to the bed.

Mom maintained a tight seal with her lips as she lifted her face up, not losing a single drop of my cum. I watched her swallow all of it as she turned to lay against my left side, her head resting on my shoulder. "Mmmm, not very submissive at all," she muttered, making me chuckle.

"God, I think I'm going to be shooting blanks by tonight," I said. "Don't misunderstand, I'm not complaining, just concerned that I might hit a wall today and be unable to cum any more."

"It didn't seem like you had any trouble with me after we got home last night," Mom said, beginning to lightly stroke the underside of my cock, which felt nice, but wasn't immediately producing results.

"That was my seventh orgasm of the day, after ten, I think, the three days prior. Way above my average. I did feel like it took me a long time and it wasn't just the fact that we were making love to each other slowly," I said. "Does Dad still have Viagra in the medicine cabinet?"

"He does in the generic sildenafil, but rarely uses it," Mom answered. "His only erectile issue is wanting to get a second or third erection more quickly after an orgasm, but we've found that, except for enhancing his sensitivity a bit, which can actually make his first orgasm happen sooner, taking sildenafil doesn't speed up his next orgasm very much, since the systems that produce an ejaculation have their own recovery cycle. Viagra only shortens the recovery time for the erection itself. If he takes it at all today, that will be why."

"That sounds like added stamina," I said. "Isn't that a good thing?"

"In moderation, baby," Mom answered. "Ever heard the phrase 'too much of a good thing?' Lasting 20 minutes instead of 10 is good. Lasting an hour of frenetic fucking, because you're physically incapable of ejaculating any sooner but are desperately trying to get there, is quite another. It's not like we're talking about a time-limited activity like two or three hours at the club. We'll be playing at Jilly's almost all afternoon and evening. If you tried to fuck non-stop for the four or five hours between lunch and dinner just because taking Viagra would let you be hard that whole time, you'd be exhausted before dinner. The word for today is 'pacing'. If you're soft for half an hour and then fuck for half an hour before cumming, that would be better than fucking for the whole hour. If you're going to use it at all, I would recommend you wait until dinner."

"Keep the focus on play, not strain, then?" I asked.

"Exactly. Cuddle your partners, spend more time kissing. Give more oral than you receive, since we women have a shorter recovery between orgasms or even none at all. You might still hit 30 orgasms total for the week before you head back to campus, especially if you have the time for some more love making tomorrow morning. After one more before breakfast today, of course."

My cock was responding to the combination of the conversation and the casual stroking that Mom had continued while talking. As she noticed it stiffening, she wrapped her fingers around the shaft and became a little more vigorous. "I want to ride this, stud," she warmly breathed into my ear.

I was rock solid in another minute and Mom swung her left leg over me, straddling my stomach. My hands rose to caress her breasts as she reached between her legs, lined my cock up with her entrance and backed onto me.

A chill ran through me as I once more entered taboo territory. I prayed I would never stop appreciating the fact that this was my mother who wanted to fuck me, was fucking me. Although Dad had stopped opposing us, the rest of society still would. Even though I had committed i****t with Jessica too, it still didn't have the same emotional impact. I didn't get the sense that it meant as much to Tommy, either.

"I love you Mom," I said, as she reached bottom.

"I love you, Derek," she replied, adoration mixing with lust in her gaze. She rose slowly then dropped down onto me, driving my ass into the mattress, where it rebounded, driving my cock further into her. Mom controlled the rhythm throughout our fuck. She managed to orgasm atop me three times, aided by my manipulation of her nipples and her own stroking of her clit.

Shortly after her third orgasm, I felt my orgasm racing towards me and managed to utter, "I'm close, Mom!"

"Cum for me, Derek! Fill me up!" she cried out, her hand flying across her clit to get herself there, again.

"Oh, fuck, fuck, cummmminngggg!" I screamed, shooting several streams into my mother, just as I felt her sheath clamp around me, her own orgasm topping the three before it.

She collapsed forward, my hands on her chest the only thing keeping her from falling all the way to my own chest. I shoved my hips into her several more times as I finished shooting into her, producing gasps from her throat.

"Mmmmmm, that was good," Mom muttered, as I lowered her the rest of the way to kiss her and hold her close to me. My cock softened, but stayed inside her for a couple of minutes as we made out with each other, then slipped out as I felt our mingled cum drip across my balls.

"Shower together?" I asked. "After breakfast, I need you to drop me off at Angie's house, rather than drive myself. I need to ask for her parent's blessing of the engagement and all that. Angie needs to drive her car to Jilly's, since her parents expect her back home by midnight and I'll come home with you guys, rather than bringing my car along too."

~~~~~

At around 10:30 AM, I knocked at the door of the McDougall residence. Her mother Debra answered the door. "Hello, Derek, come on in. Or should I start calling you 'Son' already?"

"I'm okay with that, if you're okay with being called 'Mom' in return?" I half-asked. "I take it that you approve?"

"I do, indeed. Jake, Pat! Derek's here!" she yelled back into the house as she closed the door behind me. Turning back to me, she said, "Angie ran to the store for me, real quick. That will give you time to get Jake's blessing without her getting nervous about it."

"Hello, Derek," Jake said, coming out of what I knew was his office, while I saw Angie's sister Patricia coming down the stairs. After hugs, Jake guided me into his office.

Once seated, he blew my mind by saying, "I'm hoping you're already aware of this, but you should know that Angie was involved with your half-brother Tommy, along with your half-sister Jessica, before he moved away and she met you. Her mother doesn't know this, though. I don't want her to find out, but thought you deserved to know, if you didn't already. Debra's not as open-minded about things as I am. I'm pretty sure her sister Pat doesn't realize it, either, even though Angie was using her apartment for her... liaisons."

I said, "I'm aware of their relationship, sir. Angie came clean with me about it yesterday, when all of the paternity results were revealed, since they were the reason she kept quiet about it in the first place. After some initial upset at her hiding it, I realized I was going to forgive her sooner or later and chose sooner and went ahead with the proposal I already had planned. May I ask how you found out?"

"Only if it stays between us and perhaps Angie." I nodded my agreement and he said, "You know that I was adopted. I was the second of three c***dren adopted by the McDougalls and there were usually two or three foster k**s staying with us at any time or another as well. The manager of Patricia's apartment building is Wendy, the closest of my foster sisters to my age. She has access to the security footage in the building's hallways and started keeping an eye on Pat's apartment for me when Pat went on trips. As a result, I knew from Wendy as soon as Angie started using the apartment for hookups with guys from her college and knew she had started up with a guy and girl in her sophomore year. After Angie uncovered Tommy's connection to me and introduced him to us, I showed Wendy his picture and Jessica's and she recognized them both."

"So, when you met me, you weren't just keeping Tommy and Jessica's relationship a secret, you also knew about Angie being with them both and kept quiet?" I asked.

Jake answered, "Yes. Angie doesn't know that I know, either, which is fine with me. I'll leave it to you to guess how she would react to finding out, if you think she needs to know. I'm not sure how to bring up the next topic, though, so I'll start with an admission of my own. Wendy isn't just my source for the comings and goings at Pat's apartment, we were each other's first lover when we were both 19. My parents continued supporting her through college, even when she aged out of the foster care system and my relationship with her lasted through those years, in secret. While we aren't genetically related, we thought of what we did as i****t because that's how our parents would have reacted to it. We kept a close eye on each other's reactions towards the other and the rest of the family after that. It has left me... sensitized, shall we say, to certain signals Wendy gave off and some awareness of my own."

I was frozen, even knowing what was likely coming next.

Jake continued, "Having regular reports of Angie's hookups has also made me aware of signals she puts off when she's recently had sex, when it was with someone new and the difference in those signals when I think she started having sex with Jessica, not just sharing Tommy. In particular, Angie looked nervous around her mother for a while, as if she were evaluating whether she was attracted to her, a lot like Wendy looked in the first week after we were together, towards our Dad and our older brother. That same nervousness around Debra was back on Wednesday morning, although it faded more quickly. If I had to guess, you and Angie had sex with your parents on Tuesday and the mix of i****t and taking another female lover reawakened her concern about being attracted to her mother. I'll take the look on your face as all the confirmation I need, so you don't need to deny or confirm it or give me any of the juicy details. Given my own past, let's just say I'm accepting of the i****t and I hope you're taking all necessary precautions to protect each other."

"Angie comes first for me, sir," was all I could manage to say, knowing even that was an admission that she wasn't my 'one and only'. I didn't give him further confirmation, verbally at least.

We chatted for a while longer. When I exited the office, Angie was back and Jake gave her a thumbs up. The rest of the visit was pretty standard for a newly engaged couple, I guess.

~~~~~

In Angie's car on the way over to Jilly's, I said, "Your dad knows. He knows about you, Tommy and Jessica for sure and he guessed about you, me and my parents from signals you were giving off."

"What? How?" she squealed.

I explained about Wendy being his spy in Pat's apartment building and his past lover and how he had put the various pieces together. "I take him at his word that he'll stay quiet. I didn't confirm anything outright but he could read the expression on my face to know he guessed right. I think if he had told your mom, you'd know it. I don't need everyone else to panic, though, so can we keep this between us, for now? He's only guessed about my Mom and me, not any of the other i****t."

~~~~~

Arriving at Jilly's, the living room there was transformed into a definite playroom. A bench, like the ones at Jilly's club but more along the lines of a large ottoman, was centered between two couches at opposite ends of the space, the floor spaces around and between them covered by gym mats which were themselves covered by numerous quilts. More quilts covered the couches. I briefly dropped to my knees on one of the mats and found it firm but yielding. End tables next to the couches had several tubes of lubricant, vibrators and dildos on them.

Everyone else was in Jilly's kitchen, eating a chicken and pasta salad and drinking wine. I put a marker around the stem of my wine glass and poured myself from a red blend. I went around and kissed all of the women hello, while Angie kissed both genders.

The meal wrapped up, we walked into the living room around one o'clock. Jilly said, "The mats are secured to the legs of the couches, the bench and each other, so don't worry about pushing against anything, they won't slide apart. This setup has enough room for a group of twenty, so we shouldn't be crowded at all. We aren't in any rush, either, since we're starting in the afternoon. Leisurely fucks are the order of the day. I don't expect any of us to fuck non-stop all day, though. We'll halt at 5 for dinner, then resume after it, for however long we want. Take whatever other breaks you need, in between. Most of all, have sexy fun."

She began to undress and we all followed suit, piling our clothes outside of the mat area. As I finished getting naked, Jilly came to me and said, "I want to start with you, Derek. Come fuck me."

She walked us over to the bench and knelt at one end of it, laying her upper body over its surface. I lowered myself behind her and caressed her back and buttocks as my cock finished getting hard for her. A quick check showed that her pussy was already wet and engorged with blood. As I prepared to enter Jilly, Mom lay down on the other end of the bench, scooting her pussy under Jilly's face, while hanging her head over the edge as Tommy approached her to have Mom suck his cock.

I slid inside Jilly, beginning an indulgent pace, trying to feel every millimeter of her insides as I pulled back and pushed forward. Jilly started to eat out Mom's pussy in front of her, as I watched Tommy's cock expanding Mom's throat as he was equally slow paced in fucking Mom's face, giving her plenty of time to breathe.

Off to my right, Dad was on his back, with Jessica sitting on his face and Angie riding his cock. I remember Angie having the first orgasm of the day and the two women switching places. Mom seemed to be next, but it was hard to tell for sure, with her already moaning around Tommy's cock almost every time she could breathe.

It was at least twenty minutes before I was feeling any urge to cum and started to increase my pace. Jilly slipped her left hand beneath her and started to frig her clit. Tommy started to chant that he was cumming mere seconds before I felt Jilly shudder in front of me. This pushed me over the edge and suddenly all four of us were in overlapping orgasms. 'That's twenty,' I thought, as I pulled out of Jilly and was replaced by Jessica, licking my cum from her mom's snatch. Angie sucked my cock clean as it went soft, before joining me in the kitchen to share a bottle of water.

Coming back to the living room, Tommy was fucking Mom on top of the bench, while Jilly was riding Dad in the same spot he occupied on the floor. Jessica was sitting on the couch on the other side of the bench, so Angie and I sat on the couch with her, with me in the middle.

I asked, "Jess, did you ever imagine, all those Saturday nights you spent over at our house with a sitter watching all three of us, that this is what our parents were doing here in your living room?"

Jessica shook her head and said, "Not a chance! Mom explained those nights as 'movie nights'. I would come home the next day to a house that always smelled of popcorn and melted butter. I never realized that Mom made a couple of batches in the morning just to mask the smell of sex."

"We were so innocent back then," I said.

"Not so innocent now," she said, feeling my cock rise in response to sitting between two naked girls with the sounds of two rutting couples in the room.

Angie and Jessica both slipped off the couch and began a double blowjob of my new erection. Maybe five minutes into it, Dad and Tommy approached and started to fuck the girls doggy style, Dad into Jessica and Tommy into Angie. Across the room, Mom and Jilly were in a 69 on the other couch, their bodies so alike that only the hair colors let me know who was who. Dad and Tommy thrust softly, so as not to interfere in my blowjob too much. Still, the vibrations from the extra moans that both women produced soon had me shooting off once more.

It was not quite 2:00 as I poured myself another glass of wine and opened another bottle that was sitting on the counter. Dad joined me a couple of minutes later, his cock soft, so I assumed he came into Jessica. He poured himself a glass, asking, "Everything you ever dreamed of?"

"I never dreamed of this," I answered. "Sex with Mom and Jilly, sure. But having both of them together is as far as it ever went, as a fantasy. I never imagined Angie, you, Tommy and Jessica involved, too. But it feels right, now that we're here."

"I know," Dad said, before taking another sip of wine.

I slipped into the half-bath next to the kitchen to pee and Dad was waiting for his chance when I exited. I spotted a prescription bottle in his hand, so assumed he was going to take a sildenafil even before getting to dinner. Or maybe he'd already had one with lunch and it was wearing off. Beyond curiosity, it really wasn't my business.

Returning to the living room, Mom was laying on her back on the same couch she had been, watching the other three women in a daisy chain on the floor in front of it. Jessica was licking Angie and being licked by Jilly. Tommy was watching from the bench and I noticed his cock was soft.

As mine began to react to watching, Mom beckoned me over to the couch. I sat by her legs, where I could look at her and the scene in front of us. Her hand reached between my legs to caress my cock and balls, bringing me to a full erection. "Fuck me here, baby. Missionary. Bring us full circle."

I asked, "You mean this is where I was conceived, don't you? You said it was probably in this living room when you were first trying out these mats."

Mom answered, "Not this same couch or quilt, of course, but both times Stan ejaculated into me that day, was on the couch that sat here."

I shifted into position over her and Mom spread her legs. We made love for the next half of an hour, our eyes gazing into the other's, zoned out to everything else going on around us. It reminded me of the love making from the night before but, at the same time, was more intense, imagining myself in Dad's role 22 years earlier. Every thrust brought me closer to cumming, to the fantasy of impregnating my own mother, even though the rational part of me knew it was impossible to try, a risk way too far.

Still, as I shot into her, I recalled an old photo of her when she was pregnant with me and instantly felt the connection between that time and the love we shared in both heart and body. "I love you, Mom," I said into her ear, as my cock spasmed for the fourth time.

"I love you all, baby. Everyone in this room, now and forever."

I slid out of Mom and spooned myself between her body and the back of the couch. As I looked across the room, Dad and Jilly were in missionary position on the other couch. I heard laughing from the kitchen and figured out that the other three were taking a break from whatever they had been doing while I was focused on Mom.

I had orgasmed three times in 90 minutes and figured that taking a break was a good idea. "Would you like some wine, Mom?" I asked.

"Thank you, baby," she answered.

I exchanged quick kisses with Jessica and Angie as I passed them as they were coming back from the kitchen, holding wine glasses of their own. I found Mom's and mine, filled them and carried them back into the room.

Dad and Jilly were both climaxing when I returned, everyone watching them. "Oh god, I missed fucking you, Stan," I heard Jilly say, as they came down from nirvana. Dad kissed her passionately and said something to her but I didn't hear his words. He got up and smiled at Mom and me as he went to the kitchen and filled wine glasses for him and Jilly.

We all took a break for about 15 minutes, just general chatter about school and jobs, the conversations that I imagined would have happened on Thanksgiving Day if we hadn't been so busy with life-transforming revelations. It felt like a normal moment in the midst of a dream, even though we were all naked. Or maybe this was just our new normal, mixing the family gathering with an orgy and still managing to be mundane anyway.

Wine drank and glasses returned to the kitchen, Jessica and Angie grabbed me next. Jessica said, "I want to try a position Angie said your Dad used a few days ago with your Mom. I'll lay on my side on the bench, you straddle one leg and lift the other up along your chest, while I keep my shoulders flat so Angie can ride my face."

As we arranged ourselves on the bench, Jilly began giving Tommy a blowjob while Mom gave one to Dad. I brought my focus back to my sister as her tongue split Angie's labia and she lifted her left leg in the air, spreading her own labia with her right hand. I clasped her leg with my right hand as I straddled her right leg and brought my cock into position against her pussy. Using her raised leg for leverage, I thrust into her, establishing a steady rhythm.

"Oh fuck, that feels deep," I said, as my balls dragged along her lower leg more than they bounced and I pressed tightly against her labia with each inward stroke. As delirious as it made me feel to watch Jessica nibble and lick at Angie and gaze into Angie's eyes as my sister made love to both of us at once, my orgasm felt a long, long, long way off. My exertions were clearly catching up to me.

Not Angie's. I think she came about six times against Jessica's tongue, as Jessica came about four from stroking her clit and my fucking before I finally came deep inside her hot cunt after nearly 30 minutes of fucking her. I went soft quickly and I figured I would be staying that way for a while.

When I came to a stop and looked around, Mom and Jilly were both kneeling in front of one of the couches, bent over the cushions, each being fucked from behind. It took me a few seconds to realize that it was Dad in Jilly and Tommy in Mom, although I soon guessed that they'd been swapping places pretty regularly.

Tommy grunted in his own orgasm and sat on his knees, getting his wind back and caressing Mom's back and butt, while Dad kept thrusting into Jilly. Angie climbed off of Jessica and approached Tommy from the side, cleaned his cock off, then scooted under Mom's pelvis to start licking Tommy's cum out of her.

"Cum slut," Jessica muttered, quietly, but with a grin on her face.

"Jealous that she didn't eat my cum from your pussy instead?" I whispered.

Jessica smiled, then said, "That's how she and I got started, you know. The first time she ever went down on me, it was with a couple of loads from Tommy inside me first. She knew she liked his flavor but wasn't so sure about mine. Once she discovered how much she liked the mixture, that's all she needed to know. Letting me lick her came after that, even though I pursued it first. As for jealousy, I'm not sure I was born with any. It just doesn't occur to me to be unhappy because someone else is happy without me involved."

When I looked back to my parents, Dad had pulled out of Jilly and Angie was sucking on his cock as Dad had one knee on the couch and the other leg straight. I got the sense that while the pill Dad had taken had given him another hard-on, the difficulty in reaching an orgasm that Mom had described was affecting him now. He didn't look too unhappy about it, though, his head thrown back in pleasure as my fiancee took his throbbing cock into her throat. It was certainly an alternative to constantly fucking.

Mom was now lying on her back on the mat, Jilly's face between her legs while Tommy was under Jilly to eat her out. I climbed off the bench, knelt next to the end and pulled Jessica's torso to the edge. Putting her thighs over my shoulders, I bent down and licked her labia, knowing that mine was not going to be the only semen I tasted in her. I didn't care. However it had happened, I knew that Jessica and her dream of unifying our two families in both love and lust was the true key to everything that had happened this week and I intended to demonstrate my gratitude the best I could.

I spent maybe half an hour licking all around Jessica's pussy, taking a couple of short breaks, when she said she was too sensitive, to suck on her breasts instead, before returning to her pussy. Somewhere in there, Dad must have cum, because I spotted him on the couch, his cock soft, while Angie was riding his face and she screamed his name. The only lovemaking going on right then was pussy licking, all three of us guys soft and not bothered by it. We knew we'd get hard again before the night was done.

So intent was I on giving Jessica orgasms that I didn't even realize my own cock had gotten hard again until Angie crept beneath me and started to suck on it, tasting Jessica on me.

When I looked down at her, she pulled back and joyfully said, "My turn to have you fuck me, lover," as she climbed out from under me and knelt beside me to lick more of Jessica's juices from my face. "Let me take over with Jessica, while you pound me from behind."

I moved to the side, while Angie got into position, her face going right between Jessica's legs, her tongue searching deep inside looking for any sperm I had missed. I shifted behind Angie's hips and thrust into her, knowing that I was shoving her into Jessica with equal force. The bench held still, anchored by my weight on the mat tied to it, but Jessica got gradually pushed along it, until finally the backs of her knees reached the edge, keeping her from going any further. Angie's torso was now over the bench, wedged between Jessica's thighs, as I continued pumping into her.

The break to focus on oral love allowed my next orgasm to arrive sooner than I expected, as I grunted and shoved as deep into Angie as I could go. I was a little stunned when my mind flashed an image that mixed the pregnancy picture of Mom with Angie's features. Was I really looking to be a father so soon? Or was I just mixing them up in my head in the midst of too many orgasms?

When the vision faded and I stopped cumming into Angie, she was bringing Jessica to yet another orgasm. As I looked around, Tommy was on the couch but our parents were gone. When he spotted me looking, he said, "Dad, Mom and Jilly are getting dinner ready. Good time for a break, we think. Give us guys some time to recharge."

~~~~~

Dinner conversation was pretty mundane again, even though we were sitting around the dining room table in the nude, with towels on all the chairs. At least until Dad pulled out his pill bottle, shook it and asked, "Either of you guys need any medicinal help to get through the rest of the night?"

Tommy said yes, so Dad handed him one of the sildenafil pills. I answered, "I'm good. I would rather find out how I do the rest of the night without it, Dad. If my cock gets tired out, I know I still have my tongue and the fingers on both hands. Besides, the ladies haven't even used the vibrators that I see out there, yet."

Tommy looked at the pill in his hand, then handed it back to Dad, saying. "I actually like the sound of that, so I'll pass after all. I know I'm enough of a voyeur that I wouldn't mind just sitting and watching our ladies pleasure each other for a spell, if necessary."

~~~~~

I managed four more erections for the remainder of the night. The first was fairly easy to get, after the break for dinner, and lasted about half an hour of Dad and I alternating between missionary fucks of Mom and Jilly, while Tommy was with Angie and Jessica. I wound up ejaculating into Jilly, then went over to Jessica and went down on her for a while as Tommy finished in Angie and Dad came in Mom.

The women grabbed the vibrators and Mom and Jessica paired into one 69 while Jilly and Angie formed another, using both the vibrators and their tongues on each other.

After five minutes of watching them, Dad was hard again and joined Jilly and Angie to enter Angie from behind. Dad still had not cum by the time Tommy and I got new erections about 20 minutes later, but he seemed winded. He rolled to his back and had Angie climb onto him so she could do most of the work, while Jilly gestured Tommy and I over and had him enter her doggy style as she blew me. Both of us lasted about half an hour again before we came again, while Jilly had cum three times from Tommy's cock and rubbing her own clit.

Tommy withdrew and moved to the couch to watch the action, as Jilly lay down and I started licking her, soon joined by Jessica, who started out licking her mom with me, then switched to riding Jilly's face as I brought Jilly to three more orgasms.

Jilly finally pushed me away and we took another break for wine and bathroom use. By the time we were done with that, Tommy and I were hard again, preceded by Dad once more, but only by about 10 minutes. Mom suggested a seven person daisy chain, circling around the bench in the middle of the room.

It started with Mom licking Angie, who was sucking Dad, then Jessica, me, Jilly, Tommy and back to Mom. It reversed direction after fifteen minutes. Jilly sucked down my next ejaculation and I withdrew from the circle, which managed to close while still around the table. After chugging half of a bottle of water, I grabbed a vibrator and joined Jilly in playing with Jessica.

When Tommy shot into Mom's mouth, the bench was too big an obstacle to close the circle further, so we split it apart. I continued using the vibrator and my mouth on Jessica, Tommy did the same with Mom, while Jilly rode Dad's remaining erection and Angie rode his face, leaning forward to make out with Jilly.

My last erection took close to an hour to make an appearance, just as Dad managed to reach orgasm with Jilly. Since we were getting close to when Angie needed to head home, she and I made love on top of the bench, while Tommy and Jessica did the same on a couch.

Mom and Jilly knelt on either side of the bench and sucked on Angie's breasts, while Dad sat on the other couch and just watched it all. Angie had come twice from my thrusting and the stimulation of her breasts and it seemed like I wasn't going to reach another orgasm, when Mom sneaked away, went to one of the tubes of lubricant, greased her index finger and came back and slid it into my ass and did some prostate massage. I yelped in surprise but came like a rocket anyway.

"Give a guy some warning!" I said, as Mom withdrew the finger from my butt after several involuntary thrusts into Angie.

Mom walked over to my head and kissed my cheek before saying, "Two reasons why I didn't. First, you would have clenched if I did warn you. This way, you were relaxed enough for me to slip through. Second, adrenaline release can trigger orgasms. It's released during orgasm anyway and is part of why your body has a refractory period before another orgasm. Combine the surprise with massaging your prostate and you popped like a cork."

Angie laughed and said, "It almost felt like he popped, inside me, he jolted so hard."

I said, "If you just dosed me with extra adrenaline, I'll definitely not cum again tonight."

Everyone agreed that we were done, now that Angie was leaving. We each kissed Angie good night before she dressed and left for home. Mom took my hand and Jilly's and we went to Jilly's King bed, leaving Tommy and Dad to sleep with Jessica. Jilly claimed owner's right over the center of her bed, with me spooned behind her and Mom spooned in front of her. I think I was asleep within seconds of the covers being pulled over our bodies.

~~~~~

For the third morning in a row, I was awoken by the sensation of a mouth slipping over my cock. I opened my eyes to see an auburn head of hair d****d over my groin. At first I thought it was Jilly, but soon realized it was Jessica again. Her butt was covered in a pair of light blue panties, which I thought a bit odd at first.

"Oh, fuck, sis! What a way to wake up," I murmured. "I did go to sleep with our moms, didn't I?"

She pulled her mouth off and grinned up at me. "Your mom is waking Stan and mine is waking Tommy. Now, do you want to chat or get blown?"

"I want to 69, if that's okay with you," I answered. "One more taste of sister juice before I go back to school."

"Sorry, Derek," she replied. "My period started this morning. I expected it some time today, so I showered last night and went to bed with a pad on. Otherwise, I'd have been riding you as soon as I got you hard."

"Rain check for Christmas break, then."

Her mouth returned to my cock, sucking on it softly as her tongue snaked around the head. Her fingertips lightly moved along the part of my shaft that wasn't in her mouth, right at the edge of being ticklish. She wasn't nearly as aggressive as two mornings before, not once taking me into her throat, but the sensations were heightened by her focus on my most sensitive nerve endings around the corona, frenulum and the underside of my cock.

"So good, Jess," I moaned.

I felt a vibration around my cock from something I didn't quite hear her say. A shiver ran through me and my cock jumped, probably pumping a little precum into her mouth. She stiffened like she thought I might be cumming already, then resumed her sucking when she recognized that it was only the precursor.

After the day before, I was surprised that it didn't take me all morning to cum. I must have had enough time to recover so that the blowjob only lasted for 10 minutes of delightful tongue, lip and sucking action. "Here it comes, babe," I grunted, before it felt like my worn-out balls exploded. Two big pulses were all my cock produced, followed by a few smaller ones.

Still, when Jessica showed me her mouth, it looked like a fair-sized load. I beckoned her with my finger and said, "Don't swallow. Kiss me." Trading my cum back and forth was growing on me. After we both swallowed our shares, I said, "It's gonna suck, no pun intended, having to go back to an alarm clock on campus, after the last few days of getting woken up this way."

"You're the one who chose to go to school in Baltimore," she replied, snuggling into my side, her head on my shoulder.

I said, "It was the right decision for me at the time. At least I wasn't so far away that I couldn't make it home for this holiday. Look, we could play 'what if' scenarios forever with this situation the seven of us find ourselves in now. What if you and Angie had never hooked up with Tommy. What if Tommy had found a job here instead of Chicago. What if your mom hadn't known what my Mom wanted or didn't let it slip to you. If my mom had never told Dad about i****t in the first place. What happened is what happened. We can't change the past, just decide how to go forward from here."

"True," she said.

I continued, "Part of that is I do have to go back to Baltimore, with just Christmas and Spring Break to be back here before graduating."

"I'm going to miss you," Jessica said. "You would think I was used to being apart from Tommy, but now it's actually going to be twice as hard, missing you both. I know you had no expectation that this week was going to turn out this way, but I've been wanting to be with you for quite a while. I think I'm already just as deeply in love with you as I am Tommy."

"He knows this?" I asked.

"I do," said Tommy's voice from the doorway. He was dressed, but wet hair told me he had just showered. He walked over to a chair across from the bed and sat. "From the moment Jess first had a dream about you, me, her and Angie as a foursome, even before she dreamed of us being with our parents, I knew her heart would belong to both of us. The only real question was how Angie would react to you once she got a chance to meet you. I don't know whether that means that the things that attract them both to me are the same things that attract them both to you, not that it matters. What does matter is that both of them love both of us. Probably Dad, too, which only makes me question whether it's biological or something else. Anyway, Jilly is suggesting Waffle House for breakfast. She's showering with Mom and Dad, now. Sound okay to both of you?"

~~~~~

After I took a quick shower and dressed, we took two cars over to the closest Waffle House and had a big breakfast. Topics of discussion were kept safe, since we couldn't talk about the orgy the day before, but it didn't bother us in the least.

We hugged Jilly and Jessica goodbye in the parking lot, before Dad, Mom, Tommy and I headed home so Tommy and I could get repacked to leave that afternoon. I would drop him off at his hotel outside DC on my way back to Baltimore. He would commute to his work assignment with a coworker from his company, who had rented a car, then return to Chicago at the end of the next week.

We got home around 10 AM. As soon as we were through the door, Mom said, "Boys, I want one more round in bed with each of you before you leave, so whatever laundry and packing you need to do, get to it. Then decide whether to be with me at the same time or separately. Tommy, I already washed the clothes you traveled in on Thursday, except the suit jacket since that's dry cleaning. They're on your bed, but I assume you've got a couple more days of dirties since then."

"Thanks, Mom," Tommy responded. "I packed enough clean clothes to last me until I get back to Chicago, then discovered that I couldn't fit my heavy winter coat into the suitcase at the O'Hare terminal without taking out my suit jacket, which is why I was wearing it instead. If you don't mind, I'll leave the last two days of dirty clothes here to make room for the jacket today, then pick them up at Christmas. It will take me just a couple of minutes to swap the clothes around. So, if Derek doesn't mind washing my dirty clothes with his, I'd like to be with you first. I haven't actually had any one-on-one time with you so far."

"I don't mind at all," I said. "I haven't forgotten that you let me go first to start all this. It will take me about an hour to repack my duffel, anyway, in between doing a load of laundry."

~~~~~

An hour later, my duffel was packed, the one load of laundry I was doing was in the dryer and Tommy was exiting Mom's bedroom, his hair wet, apparently from showering once again. I had no idea where Dad was.

Tommy said, "Mom says she'll be ready for you in about 10 minutes, Derek."

"Thanks. Sounds so small, given everything you've done over the past couple of years to make this happen."

Tommy chuckled. "Derek, I actually did nothing at all but stay quiet. Once Jess learned about Mom's desire and the deal she and Dad had, from Jilly, I knew that making a move on Mom while Dad stayed opposed would only backfire, so the best course was to wait for Mom and Dad to reach this point on their own. I started to worry that it wouldn't happen. The only active thing done to accelerate it was getting Angie involved with you and that was her suggestion because she thought you were cute. That wouldn't even have happened, if not for the coincidence of your internships. But Angie talking to Dad the other day wouldn't have worked if Dad wasn't already on the verge of giving in. I think you and I both sensed that Mom and Dad weren't happy with the status quo once they were empty nesters. Only, I knew the true reasons why, so figured Angie had a shot at nudging Dad over the line. If it hadn't worked, we were still going to come clean on Thanksgiving Day and see where things went from there."

I said, "Then I guess I need to thank you for being smart enough to know that inaction was the right course, instead of trying to make a move on Mom before they were both ready to say 'yes'. Either way, I owe you for letting Angie into my life."

"Repay me by loving Angie with all your heart. She's special to me, even if I chose Jessica over her. I think Jessica's made clear that she wants all of us loving each other, anyway. A secret double marriage, at least, if not all seven of us. Last night certainly showed we all have some chemistry with each other."

"She has made that clear," I agreed. "Mom's concerned about the risks, but I think even she sees that it's where we're headed."

~~~~~

"Did you reach 30 yesterday, baby?" Mom quizzed, as I climbed into bed with her. Her hair wasn't damp, but I could still tell that she had showered with Tommy so she'd be fresher for me than just giving me sloppy seconds.

I answered, "This will be 30, I think," I answered. "I wouldn't even have kept counting yesterday, if you hadn't mentioned it yesterday morning. Can we finish up with doggy style? We haven't actually done that together. The only rear entry we did was Wednesday night, when you were laying on your side instead of kneeling."

Mom answered by immediately pivoting to her hands and knees, presenting her delectable ass to me, her knees spread enough that her pussy lips unfolded before my eyes. Her back arched enough to rotate her pelvis, making her cleft even more prominent. She looked back at me and huskily said, "Slam me, Derek. Forget that I'm your mother and fuck me so hard I won't stop feeling it until you're back for Christmas."

I knelt behind her, notched my cock into place, grabbed her hips and thrust as hard and fast into her as I could manage. POP! went my body against her ass cheeks. Pull back, thrust in, over and over again, flesh slapping against flesh. "You feel fucking fantastic, Marcy!" I said, making sure not to call her Mom this time and treat her more like a swing club matchup.

"So good, Derek," she responded, between grunts. She shifted her weight onto one arm so that the other could reach between her legs to start rubbing against her clitoris, occasionally taking swipes of the underside of my cock as it flew by her fingers, some even letting the edges of her fingernails sc**** against me. I shifted my hands along her body to grasp her breasts, providing some lift so her supporting arm wouldn't tire. Her nipples were pressed into my palms, rubbing along them as my grip shifted from time to time.

If this had been our first fuck, I wouldn't have lasted two minutes at this pace. But with 29 preceding orgasms over five days, I figured I'd have some stamina. Still, I had recovered enough from Jessica's morning blowjob that I only lasted about fifteen minutes, surrendering to the inevitable when Mom came for the second time. "Here I come, Marcy! Fu-Fuck!" I grunted through four short, sharp thrusts as my balls were drained once more.

I rolled us to our left sides, spooned behind Mom and still inside her. She turned her head and we shared a kiss. "That will hold me over for a month," she said. "You should shower before you leave. Just in case the fuck buddy you mentioned is waiting for you to arrive. So your cock doesn't taste like your mom's pussy."

"It wouldn't surprise me if Alissa expected to fuck tonight," I said. "It's been about two weeks since we last got together. Unless she hooked up with someone while she was home, she's probably pretty horny by now. At least I have my engagement to Angie to explain any fatigue she might notice."

"Ever imagine you were going to fuck seven women in one week, stud?" Mom teased.

"Feels like a dream I don't want to wake up from," I said, as I felt my cock slip free from Mom's cunt and slide along her buttock. Kissing her one more time, I rolled away from her and got off the bed, headed for her shower.

She said, "I'll get some sandwiches made while you're in the shower, then you two can get on the road."

I showered quickly, putting back on the same clothes. When I walked out to the living room, Dad and Angie were both there. "Hi, babe! I thought we said our goodbyes last night."

"I know," she said. "But, my mom and I wound up in a huge fight this morning. Last night, she apparently found out from someone who had been at Jilly's club Friday night that I was there. Someone who also saw me making out with a couple of the other women, even though I made sure to never kiss Marcy. Long story short, she flipped out over my admission to being bisexual and threw me out of the house, over my dad's objections. Totally acted like I had murdered her reputation, even though she clearly doesn't have a problem having at least one friend who is a member there. I tried calling your phone, didn't get an answer, so I called Stan."

Dad said, "I flew out of here without telling anyone. Together with Jake, we packed up as much of Angie's stuff as we could and I announced to her mother that Angie could move in here, given that I already thought of her as my daughter-in-law. Of course, she immediately accused me of corrupting her daughter by taking her to the club. I didn't get the sense that she knew I have had sex with her."

Angie said, "Maybe my dad can get Mom to calm down, but I doubt it. She still doesn't talk with one of her sisters to this day, I don't know why. She and Dad were still arguing about disowning me even as I left."

"Is this going to interfere with you finishing college?" I asked.

She shook her head no. "No, my dad paid my final semester tuition already, from his account, so Mom couldn't demand a refund even if she wanted. All that remains are buying my last set of books and lab fees. Your dad has already offered to cover those if my Dad can't. Fuck. Here I am, worrying about keeping much bigger secrets and it's kisses at the swing club that makes mom explode. I can't imagine how she would have reacted if I had actually licked any pussies that night, never mind her learning about the i****t."

"If your dad does get her calmed down, do you even want to move back there, at this point?" I asked. "If we're looking for plausible ways for the seven of us to wind up living together, this might turn out to be a way to start."

"There is that," she said. "I wouldn't have to come up with excuses for visiting your parents as often as I want, either. How about it, Marcy, Stan? It's your house, after all."

"I have no problem with you moving in permanently before the wedding, if you were going to move in after it anyway," Mom answered. Dad nodded to that. "It's not like we lack enough bedrooms to make it credible to outsiders, even if Jilly and Jessica move in, too. You can take over Derek's room and Jessica can take Tommy's, while Jilly moves into the master. It might be a bit too crowded with both of the boys here, too, but we don't have to face that, quite yet. Welcome home, daughter."

We all hugged Angie, then helped unload her things from Dad's car while loading mine for Tommy and I to leave. A last set of hugs and he and I drove away.

And yes, Alissa was waiting for me when I got to campus. Thank god, for no early class on Monday.