Kathleen stirred and finally opened her eyes. The room was only dimly lit by what little morning light crept past the curtains. She checked her phone; 8:03. She hadn't set an alarm, but her inner clock made it hard to sleep in late, even on Saturday mornings like this one. Kathleen rolled onto her back and stretched quietly so as not to wake her husband Rob, still snoring softly next to her and occasionally grunting in his sleep.
Kathleen soon became aware of a rustling sound. She sat up in the bed. Someone or something was bobbing under the covers where only Rob's lower half should be. Kathleen cautiously lifted the duvet and sheet off of herself and cast it wide, revealing the grinning freckled face of her youngest daughter, her hands wrapped around the thick shaft of Rob's morning wood, which was itself slick with saliva.
"Morning, Mom," whispered Maddi, her eyes twinkling in the darkness.
Kathleen and sighed. Well, that explained the grunting.
"Good morning, Sweetie," she said. "Aren't you a little old to be sneaking into your parents' bed?"
Maddi shrugged and slid her lips back over her father's cockhead, maintaining eye contact with her mother as if daring her to intervene. Kathleen rolled her eyes but couldn't help but to giggle softly at her daughter's defiance. The baby of the family, blessed with adorable features and a petite and graceful body, Maddi had until recently been very shy and demure. Finally, after her eighteenth birthday this past summer, Rob had taken it upon himself to help his little girl "find her confidence". Kathleen hadn't been aware of what they were doing at first, but after a few weeks of Maddi suddenly dressing less modestly, being more talkative at dinner, and holding her head up higher as she walked, it was no real surprise when Kathleen walked in on Maddi riding her father's cock like a rodeo bull in the living room.
Their affair had continued even after the summer ended. Maddi had chosen to attend college in town, so she continued to live at home where she had ample access to her father's cock. Indeed, it had been months since Rob had fucked his wife, but Kathleen didn't mind that much. It was nice still having Maddi around. The house already felt so empty with Connor and the Twins away at university. Speaking of whom...
Kathleen pulled herself out of bed and put on her robe over the lavender-coloured silk nightie she wore to bed. Meanwhile, Rob stirred awake as Maddi gave his cock one last kiss and started crawling further up his body.
"Mmmm, Maddi?" he said groggily.
"'Morning Daddy," Maddi giggled before leaning down to kiss her father sweetly on the lips.
Kathleen watched her husband and youngest daughter kiss for a moment. They really were kind of cute together. But she had to go check on the Twins now. They had just got in yesterday after a long and harrowing drive through a snowstorm, and they had been exhausted by the day's end. The sound of Kathleen opening the bedroom door finally drew Rob's attention away from his teenaged lover.
"Just going to check on the Twins, then I'll get breakfast started," Kathleen explained.
Rob nodded and opened his mouth as if to say something in response, but all that came out was a breathy groan as Maddi chose that exact moment to slide her tight, wet pussy onto her father's thick, hard cock. Kathleen chuckled to herself and left the two to their fun.
The Twins' room was down the hall, past Connor's room. Kathleen sighed as she passed by his door. Unlike the Twins, Connor was unable to get away in time to beat the worst of the storm and so would likely not be arriving until later in the afternoon. It was a shame. Kathleen missed her oldest son the most, and treasured every moment they shared together whenever he came home. But she would have to wait. In the meantime, she still had her two middle children to look in on.
As Kathleen suspected, the Twins had fallen asleep cuddling together. Alicia was sleeping on her side, looking so peaceful and serene in her slumber. Her twin brother Aaron was spooning her from behind, his face resting just above her red curls. Kathleen smiled to herself. As children, the Twins would often sneak into each other's beds for the night. It was cute, and Kathleen and Rob had tolerated it until puberty reared its head, and they finally had to put a stop to it. Even now, as twenty-year-olds, the sight of Alicia and Aaron snuggled up together was no less adorable.
Curious, Kathleen very gently lifted the covers off her sleeping kids. The smell of sex reached her. Of course the Twins had slept naked together. Aaron's arm was draped protectively over his sister, his hand resting not on her plump tit but on her belly. Kathleen felt her heart melt. At three months pregnant, Alicia wasn't showing just yet, but she and Aaron were the very picture of expectant parents. While neither Kathleen or Rob were particularly thrilled to learn that their two middle children had conceived a child of their own together, they were nonetheless happy for them in the end.
If anything, Kathleen was thankful the Twins had waited this long to start their illicit family. She wasn't sure when their sibling relationship had turned romantic, but she did know when it became sexual. On the very day the Twins graduated high school, Kathleen had gone looking for them after the ceremony. On the advice of a rather spiteful-sounding classmate of theirs, she soon found the two teenagers hidden outside in the school's loading dock, making out like, well, like horny teenagers, with Alicia pressed against the concrete wall while Aaron groped her tits through her gown. Naturally, that led to a long and awkward talk at home later that evening. The Twins insisted that they were in love, and that they were eighteen now and could make their own decisions. They had yet to go all the way with each other, but that was very much now a matter of 'when', not 'if'. Ultimately, though Kathleen didn't fully approve of their incestuous relationship, it would be hypocritical of her to tell them to stop. In the end, Alicia agreed to go on birth control, and both she and Aaron agreed to keep their relationship discrete for the sake of their little sister. Nobody witnessed anything that night they consummated their love, only the afterglow they shared the following morning.
Covering her middle children back up again, Kathleen bent over to give each twin a motherly kiss on the forehead before leaving their room and heading downstairs to start breakfast. She was quite surprised to find somebody already there.
"Hey Mom," Connor greeted her as he poured himself a mug of coffee.
Kathleen stopped dead. The sight of her beloved twenty-two-year-old son standing there in the kitchen both confused and delighted her. For a brief instant she could only stare at the tall and handsome young man she had raised. Then she rushed forwards and threw herself into his strong arms, Connor setting his mug down just in time to catch her.
"You're home!" she gasped into his chest.
"Just got in. I got up early to make the drive," Connor explained as he kissed the top of his mother's head. "I wanted to surprise you."
"You should have called," Kathleen said, looking up at him.
"You'd have been asleep," Connor laughed. "Like I was going to wake you up at 3:00 in the morning."
Kathleen hated when he had a point like that, but she didn't care. He was home. She pressed her face back against his chest, feeling his muscles underneath the thick hoodie he wore.
"Did you miss me?" Connor asked.
"Everyday," Kathleen answered.
"And every night?" he teased.
