I should have known with Mimi's love for his big cock and the crush Elliott had on her what happened the night before wasn't the last they would be fucking each other. Elliott was sitting on the front step when I got home from work.
"Hi, Elliott. You missed Mimi. She's at work."
"I know I was here when she left. She told me I needed to wait here and to act like I am your friend around town rather than hers."
I didn't know how he got a ride into town or if he walked. "You saw Mimi then?"
"Oh, yeah. I got here about nine o'clock."
"Let me ask you, Elliott, did she let you fuck her?"
"Uh-huh, I fucked her right after I got here and again before she went to work."
Perfect! I thought. I wondered how long this would go on.
"Do you need a ride home?"
"Mimi told me that if I could stick around she would fuck me again when she got home tonight. I really love her."
The boy seemed to need a reality check. "Did you fuck your Mom when you went home last night?"
"She was wanting it bad. She had me up until two. I'm really beat."
"I'd think so. You've fucked my future bride four times and she has jacked you off once. Then you still fucked your Mom in the last twenty four hours."
"Twice!"
"Twice what?"
"Fucked my Mom twice. She wants it twice a lot of times. I fucked her twice."
"You must be tired."
"I am. I could use a nap."
What the hell. I motioned towards the couch.
"Hey, I ain't fucking no guy!"
"What?"
"I ain't fucking no guy. I'm not getting on the couch."
"No, Elliott. I'm offering to let you take a nap on my couch. You've been nice enough to fuck my woman. It's the least I can do." I mocked him.
The guy was still asleep when it was time to go get Mimi. I woke him up. He was eager to go along. Mimi smiled when she saw us together. I should have dumped the stupid fuck in the woods somewhere. Elliott wanted to sit outside at one of the cement picnic tables. I decided to learn more about him fucking his Mom and sisters. I asked him to fill me in about his sister Carol Ann getting married.
"You told us you started fucking your sister two weeks before she got married. How did that go?"
"I was worried about her husband. She wanted to fuck me all of the time. She had me do her every time she could get me hard. She would wake me up in the morning to fuck and sneak in my room at night. A couple of times during the day we were doing it, too. She kept promising that when she was married she wouldn't want her brother fucking her any more."
"How was that promise?"
"We did it after the rehearsal dinner the night before their fucking wedding. At the church the next day she called me in and said she needed it one more time. She fucked me in her wedding dress. She said she wanted to stand at the alter with a load of her brother's cum inside her. She did, I shot her full, thinking it was the last pussy I might ever get."
"It wasn't, was it?"
"A week later she was home with her new husband, the the same guy she had been dating and screwing for three years. Mom was busy in the kitchen. Dad had the new son-in-law in the garage showing him some new tools. Sis, pulled me into the hallway."
"Thanks for fucking up my honeymoon, little brother!"
"What did I do?"
"You shoved that big dick in me and that's all I could think about. I had a husband, but I wanted your big cock in me. I almost fucked a black guy just so I could feel myself stretched out with a big cock until I could get back here to you. Go to the bathroom with me. We'll close the door."
"Then Carol Ann dropped her panties and scooted onto the sink. She opened her legs and told me to fuck her as hard and as fast as I could."
"Did you get caught?"
"Nobody came looking for us. They stayed the weekend. I fucked my sister four more times. She said it would never be enough. About a month later she asked my Mom to let me come stay with them for a while. Mom sent me for two weeks. Carol Ann was waiting to start a new job and her husband was out of town all but three nights while I was there. She was fucking me three or four times a day and I was sleeping with her at night. I was fucking her when we went to bed and when we got up. Most nights she woke me up to do her again. She told me she thought she might be a nympho, whatever that meant."