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But Erika and I WEREN’T the only two people in the whole wide world ... or even the immediate vicinity, for that matter! Standing right next to us, completely nude, were my parents, Bob and Mable Evans, beaming with pride and satisfaction at the possibilities held by their daughter-in-law’s womb ... a womb now brimming with a fresh load of my warm, fertile(?) sperm.
“Guess we’ll have to wait a few months to see if something comes of this,” Mom commented, drawing a chuckle from Dad. “No pun intended of course!” she added, punching his shoulder.
“Hey! I’m still waiting for something to cum of THIS,” he retorted, shaking his plump, but somewhat deflated package at anyone who was willing to look.
“Aww poor baby,” Mom teased, palming his smooth, heavy sack. “Are these big blue balls anxious to make a baby, too?”
“Hell yeah!!” he exclaimed, pulling his lovely bride toward him and planting a passionate kiss. They caressed each other gently, letting their hands roam and their tongues tango once again.
After a minute or two, their kiss broke, and Mom’s mouth worked its way slowly down to Dad’s chest, where it found, and captured, one of his small, brown nipples. With one arm wrapped around his waist, she used her left hand to tug on his fallen cock, all the while nursing hungrily on his man-tit.
Lying side-by-side on the large patio cushion, Erika and I could look up and clearly watch the whole scene unfold ... We saw Mom eventually work her free hand up to the back of Dad’s head and grab a handful of his thinning grey hair. We watched her pull back slowly, forcing his face to tilt skyward with his mouth agape. “Turnabout is fair play, isn’t it, darling?” she said slyly to Erika, before returning to flick his hardened nipple with her tongue.
“What did I get myself into, Charlie,” Dad chuckled as Mom held him stationary by his locks. His chuckle evolved into a satisfied moan as she began to slowly stroke his fully revived cock from tip to tail ... using a twisting motion as she did. Now SHE was the one in complete control ... and savoring every minute of it.
From our vantage point, Erika and I could see Dad’s pendulous balls bouncing excitedly with each of Mom’s firm strokes. We also noticed that her upward strokes eventually began coaxing droplets of warm precum from his prepuce. She expertly used it to slicken his swollen phallus even further.
Releasing Dad’s well-nibbled nipple, she whispered undecipherable sexy talk directly in his ear, causing his cockhead to flare noticeably. She then released his tool, but retained her grip on his hair. Even without her support, he was still at full mast ... a full 45-degree angle from his body ... ticking and pulsing with each beat of his heart.
“Not bad for an old guy, eh Erika?” Mom teased, presenting Dad’s erection with genuine pride.
“He’s definitely looking ... juicy,” Erika retorted, still balled in a fetal position to retain my sperm.
“That ALWAYS seems to be the case with him, darling,” she chuckled. “Well, since I saw you admiring his little soldier a little while ago, I thought you might be interested in teasing him a little more before I have him all to myself.” Without waiting for a reply, she walked Dad over until he was standing right above Erika, and then forced him down to his knees right next to her head.
My wife and I both had a clear view of Dad’s girthy, seven-plus-inch cock pulsing excitedly just in front of her face. His smooth ballsack carried the weight of his two swollen testes unevenly, with the right slightly lower than the left.
Erika looked at me with raised eyebrows, seeking guidance about what to do.
“What the hell ... go for it!” I replied with a pair of raised eyebrows of my own. “Show him yours skills.”
She smiled, appreciating the fact that I was allowing her an opportunity to play with his impressive tool, and wasted no time wrapping one of her delicate hands around his meaty shaft. That simple action brought a deep sigh from Dad. Again, I marveled how his cock filled her palm in a way that mine never could. She looked up at Mom for a kind of final approval, and received a nod and a smile. My mother seemed to know what Erika (and Dad) craved.
Surprisingly, the first thing she did with her newfound toy was to hold it aloft, against his belly, while burying her face behind his hanging balls to sample the soft, sensitive flesh there. The muted sounds of licking and slurping worked in concert with the throaty moans escaping his upturned mouth. Lying next to her, I had a wonderful view of my father’s large ballsack draped across her face ... its contents undulating on her cheeks and finally rising upward to meet his root.
“How’s your daughter-in-law doing, baby?” Mom teased. “Looks like she’s got your cock crying pretty good, if I do say so myself.”
“Mmmmmmmm,” Dad hummed, as his pulpy tip unleashed a clear stream that almost reached Erika’s fingers. “It feels SO damn good!”
Erika worked her way up a bit to the sensitive area where his sack met his thigh. I just love when she licks me there, and Dad looked completely satisfied by it, too. From there, she moved to giving his walnut-sized balls long, thoughtful licks with her talented tongue ... worshiping them properly. She looked up at Mom as she did.
“That’s it, darling ... get those hot rocks ready for me,”Mom hissed.
Heeding her request, Erika slowly opened her mouth wide and sucked one in.
“Awwww FUCK, Mable!! ... She’s got it in her mouth!” he gasped, unable to see what Erika was doing.
“She sure does, doesn’t she...” Mom replied in a somewhat flat, mocking tone. “Thatta girl ... nurse on those hard nuts awhile.” My wife obediently obliged, delicately suckling on both of balls to her heart’s content. Meanwhile, Mom let her free hand roam Dad’s chest, teasing his tiny nipples, pulling and pinching them intermittently. She finally bent down and planted a passionate kiss on his moaning, upturned mouth.
The scene was tremendously erotic.
Eventually, Erika noticed that my father’s precum stream had reached her fingers. She released his nut with a slight pop and instinctively brought the wet finger to her lips and licked. Mom intently watched her daughter-in-law’s reaction.
“Well?” I asked with my heart thumping in my chest.
“Salty ... like yours,” she said with a big smile. I leaned in and kissed her.
“You hear that, Bob?” commented Mom, “Like father, like son.” She smiled at me and then took a lingering look at my reinvigorated tool rubbing Erika’s side.
“How about trying some from the tap, darling? I’m sure Bob here would appreciate sampling the skills you use on his son’s fine manhood,” she said, winking at me. Erika smiled wickedly at both Mom and me, like she had just been given the keys to the candy store.
She wasted no time grabbing Dad’s throbbing shaft, and bending it slowly downward to her curious mouth. Dad grunted into Mom’s mouth in response, as his cock was being bent in a direction it wasn’t desiring to go. His discomfort was soon assuaged by his daughter-in-law’s tentative licks at his extended, meaty foreskin which was virtually dribbling with more of his syrupy fluid.
“Interesting, isn’t it?” Mom remarked, commenting on Dad’s sheath.
“Very!” she replied, flailing his pulpy tip with her tongue as Mom had done earlier. Then, feeling brave, she griped his shaft tightly below the head, and pushed the loose skin back as far as it would go until it formed a tiny window revealing his pee slit. Happy with the treasure she had discovered, she began probing the sensitive flesh earnestly with her tongue.
Dad sucked in a rush of air through gritted teeth as Erika swirled in and around his weeping hole.
“Feels great, don’t it?” I chimed in, knowing full well my wife’s predilection for targeting that part of the male anatomy ... usually up to and beyond the limits of pleasure.
“Shit, she’s good, Charlie!” he groaned.
I beamed with pride at my bride’s oral skills.
Once she had sufficiently tongue-fucked the source of his copious flow, she looked up at Mom with her big almond eyes and asked, most seductively, “Mind if he explores my mouth?”
She smiled at her daughter-in-law’s sexy sensitivity. “I’d actually be curious to see how you handle him, darling. I might learn a thing or two.”
Erika returned the smile, and then swirled her tongue inside his foreskin one last time. Next, with great care, she began using the very tip of that talented tongue to gently trace some of the large veins running along Dad’s shaft from head to tail, mapping the bloodflow of his meaty member. Finally completing her lesson in penile cartography, she opening wide and hungrily engulfing his flared cockhead.
“Ooohhhh yesss, baby!!” Dad hissed, his eyes still focused skyward.
“Looks like you hooked a pretty little lady with that pole of yours, Bobby” Mom observed locking eyes with my wife. “I wonder if she’ll be able to take all your bait.”
No doubt, my wife took that as a challenge. Having captured her prey, she released her hand from his staff, and instead, used it to collect his turgid balls, fondling them as she started to slowly rock her head back and forth.
“That’s it, baby. Nurse on it good,” Mom encouraged as she returned her lips to Dad’s for a passionate kiss.
While they were occupied, Erika worked her mouth down Dad’s thick shaft, slowly devouring it inch by inch, with Dad audibly humming his pleasure inside of Mom’s mouth. As she worshiped his cock, she let her legs fall open and her hand drop between them. Two slender fingers dipped into the pool of my cooling spunk, and used it to lubricate her labia and hooded clit. Hums of her own filled the air and surely traveled across Dad’s cock, adding to his pleasure. I couldn’t resist the heat of the scene any longer, so I dropped my lips to her nearest nipple and began to suckle ... all the while watching her experienced fingers explore the outer folds of her spunk-soaked quim.
Mom looked down at us and released Dad’s hair from her grip so that he too could enjoy the erotic scene playing out beneath him ... His daughter-in-law servicing his cock ... her stretched mouth obviously hungry for more ... Her hands busy on both his heavy sack and her own pussy while his son enjoyed a pert nipple.
I heard Mom whisper, “That’s one hungry little girl, Bobby. Why don’t you give her the rest of that tool and see how she handles it? ... But, don’t you DARE cum! Do you hear me, Bob Evans?” she warned, pulling his hair back to plant a final kiss. He nodded his agreement, knowing that it would be a difficult promise to keep.
Released from Mom’s grip, he looked down at Erika and gathered her head intimately in his right hand.
He looked over at me and exclaimed Texas style, “Oooooh eeeee! ... Now I know why you’re so happy all the time, boy. She’s a hot one!”
He returned his gaze to Erika. “You ready to take all of it, little lady?” he said, insisting more than asking. She nodded, her mouth stretched around the first half of his cock, but obviously anxious to take the second half as well.
“Good girl,” he cooed, pulling her closer ... slowly helping her to devour more of his straining cock. She eagerly obliged ... allowing him to ultimately bury his thick manhood in her willing throat balls-deep. Her distended neck attested to the fact that she had indeed swallowed him whole.
He gasped loudly and marveled at her sword-swallowing talents. “SHIT ... I’m in her throat, baby ... So deep in her throat,” he moaned to Mom.
Then, without a hint of a gag, Erika slowly backed off, until his head was fully dislodged from her mouth. She drew a deep breath once her airway was clear, and licked away a string of cum-spit that connected her to Dad.
“That was REALLY nice,” she finally said huskily, with her doe eyes planted on Dad’s.
“Oh darling!” he began, still cradling her head, “You have NO idea.”
“Wow, baby, that was INCREDIBLE!” I said, taking a break from suckling her nipple to praise her accomplishment.
She took the opportunity to turn and plant a big kiss on me. Our tongues swirled and a salty, alkali flavoring was clearly detectable. Having sampled my own spunk on a few occasions, I knew exactly what I was tasting.
“Mind if I play with your father a little more?” Erika asked coyly.
“Not if he doesn’t,” I replied, a bit surprised by the directness of her request.
“Are you kidding? ... My old dog doesn’t get this kind of treatment everyday. So if you’re willing ... And if Momma Mable is willing...” he said, cautiously looking at Mom, hoping that her answer would be in the affirmative.
“Just two things,” she began with a stern look on her face. “First, I want to get some attention while she’s attending to you.” With that, she swung her leg over his cradling arm and faced him directly with her large tits dangling right in front of his face. “These girls wanna enjoy the party, too,” she continued, teasing her own nipples. “Second,” she said looking back at me, “I want you to plow that pretty little Japanese snatch one more time for good measure since you definitely seem to be up for it (wink) ... So, can we all agree to that?”
A wave of enthusiastic approval arose in the group.
“OH, one more thing ... Bobby, you’d better not let Erika’s talents get the best of you. I’m looking forward to getting ALL of the spunk in that sack of yours ... Do you hear me?!”
“Yes, ma’am!!” he replied with an emphatic salute, and wasted no time burying his face in her abundant cleavage. He released his hand from Erika’s head and brought both up to Mom’s full ass, spreading it wide as he feasted on her breasts. From our vantage point below, Erika and I had a clear view up at Mom’s exposed sex ... its moist petals open, longing for attention. Dad obliged by bringing two thick fingers to its mouth and slowly working them in. Lusty moans escaped her throat as both digits eventually disappeared inside her. A jump in Dad’s cock signaled Erika that it was anxious for some attention, too. She smiled at me before bringing her lips back to his waiting member, wasting no time hungrily devouring it ... milking it slowly and seductively with her mouth.
With everyone occupied, I took the opportunity to fulfill the promised made to Mom, and positioned my own throbbing cock back at the entrance to Erika’s holy temple. As she continued to stroke her own glistening labia and clit, I planted myself deep. A loud, rich moan resonated in her throat, but was muffled by the presence of Dad’s cock. Hearing her, both he and Mom turned to see what had caused it. They were greeting with the sight of me slowly stroking my wife’s extremely slick pussy, while she continued to masturbate herself.
“Look at her buck those hips ... That hot cunt is gonna be getting another creamy shower pretty soon,” Dad observed, stroking Mom’s pliant box well.
“That better be the ONLY place that she gets a creamy shower, Mr. Evans,” she panted, pistoning slowly on his invading fingers.
As they bantered, Erika writhed on my cock and hungrily worked my father’s tool back into the warm recesses of her throat. I could see her transfixed by the sight of my Mom’s thick-lipped cunny being split and manipulated by Dad’s talented fingers. I, too, watched in amazement as my 70-year-old father busied himself satisfying two women ... happily sucking on Mom’s succulent tits ... finger-fucking her insatiable pussy ... all the while stuffing my wife’s mouth with his meaty cock. What a show!
“FUCK!” he exclaimed, as Erika buried her nose where his pubes should have been. “She sure knows how to own a cock, baby.” I could see Dad’s face contorting as he clenched to stave off the flood that was building.
“Shut up, and concentrate on my pussy, Bobby ... That’s it ... Stroke her right there ... Right there ... Show that little girl down there how you play with my bitch,” she hissed in his ear. Dad didn’t disappoint.
I watched the interplay of the other three intently as my own cock swam through my previous load, eager to add more seed to Erika’s womb. Mini-spasms began building in her slick hole as she flailed her own pussy with ferocious strokes. After a few moments, her face took on the distressed look of impending ecstasy and she began whimpering incessantly. Impaling her throat completely on Dad’s shaft and grinding her wet fingers into her engorged clit, I suddenly felt full contractions wrack her body and couldn’t resist the opportunity to enjoy a simultaneous cum with her.
Quickly sliding my father’s tool from her throat, she unleashed a frightful gurgling squeal. At the same instant, my second load of the day bathed her spasming hole.
“Take it! Take it! Take another hot load, baby!!!” I begged, slamming deeply into her again and again.
I looked up and saw messy strings of cum-spit connecting her to Dad’s still-rigid tool ... her head shaking from side to side, still in the throes of the powerful orgasm.
Mom and Dad had stopped their activities when they became aware of our mutual impending release, and took on the role of spellbound spectators.
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