Ian and Charlotte were having a lazy day at home. Which meant that they were both naked on the sofa, with Charlotte impaled on his cock and facing him as they kissed hungrily. Ian cupped her arse while she gently undulated on top of him. He buried his face between her ample tits and alternated sucking on one nipple then the other.
In an armchair facing them sat Charlotte's brother Oliver, naked and with one leg thrown over the arm of the chair and his cock in his hand, slowly stroking it. He feasted on the sight of his sister being ravaged by her boyfriend until he couldn't take it anymore and decided that he simply had to join in.
He approached Charlotte and reached his arms around her so that he could fondle her gorgeous tits, pulling on the erect nipples and rolling them between his fingers. He pulled her arse cheeks apart and licked at her anus for a few minutes, then took hold of his eight inch cock and rubbed the pre-cum covered knob against her arsehole. But, that wasn't his intended destination. Instead, he lowered it until it was rubbing against Ian's cock as it worked in and out. He waited until Ian had pulled most of the way out before working his own into his sister alongside Ian's.
Charlotte cried out, "Fucking hell!" as her cunt was stretched to its limit as the two cocks began to move in and out.
Ian himself gasped in pleasure. Really, was there anything better than being engulfed by a hot wet cunt while a rock hard cock rubbed against his? He pulled Charlotte's head down to his so that he could kiss her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth and sucking on her agile tongue.
Oliver took over massaging Charlotte's tits as he worked his cock against Ian's.
Suddenly, Charlotte screeched as an orgasm crashed through her. Her cunt clamped down on the two cocks inside her, pushing them closer together as her cunt spasmed. This was too much for Oliver, who unleashed a huge gout of spunk into his sister.
Ian felt Oliver's cock pulse against his own several times and felt the heat as his cock was coated with Oliver's spunk. This almost set him off, but, somehow, he managed to hold himself back. He stopped moving and waited while the brother and sister calmed down.
Eventually, Oliver withdrew and lay back on the floor, his spunk and cunt cream covered cock still almost fully erect, the combined fluids slowly dripping down the shaft.
Ian, still embedded inside Charlotte, lifted her off the sofa and laid her on the floor next to her brother. He pulled out, his cock diamond hard and coated with Oliver's spunk and dropped face-first into Charlotte's cunt. Just in time to catch the first trickle of Oliver's spunk as it eased out of her.
Oliver lay next to his sister and started to play with her tits. Charlotte reached across to him and ran her hand over his cock, keeping him hard, while her other hand forced Ian's head into her cunt. Ian wasn't arguing and continued to work his tongue into her, greedily lapping up Oliver's spunk. Once his mouth had retrieved all that it could, he pulled back and inserted two fingers and scooped out what remained. He offered his fingers to Charlotte, who accepted them eagerly, licking the creamy goodness from his fingers.
Ian knelt back on his haunches, his throbbing cock poking straight out in front of him. He took hold of it and started to wank it slowly. Oliver knelt in front of him and put it into his mouth. He licked around the knob, then deep-throated the shaft while one of his hands massaged Ian's balls.
Charlotte decided to join in and both her and her brother licked up and down Ian's cock. Without warning, Ian threw his head back and spurted. The spunk arced out and splattered onto Oliver's face, swiftly joined by several more loads, which Ian directed towards each face in turn, until they were both glazed. He leant forward and licked up the spunk covering Oliver's face before kissing him and feeding it to him. He then did the same with Charlotte, who then shared it with her brother.
Ian sat himself on the sofa and watched as Charlotte and Oliver traded his spunk between them.
After a while, Oliver and Charlotte got up and flopped down on the sofa on either side of Ian. He threw an arm around each of their shoulders and gave them a hug.
A few minutes passed, the Oliver said "So, what are your plans for the weekend?"
"Nick's invited me and Charlotte over tomorrow," Ian replied.
"Oh yeah? And what will you be doing?" As if he didn't know.
"I'm sure you can imagine," Ian said.
"Believe me, I've been imagining it a lot since you told me what you've been getting up to with them. I'd give anything to be able to join you all."
"I don't think they'd have any objection if you did. I certainly wouldn't and I don't think Charlotte would either. Would you, love?"
"Certainly not," she replied. "We can always use more cock."
Both Ian and Oliver burst out laughing at her frankness.
"Speaking of which," Ian said, "We haven't told you much about Philip have we? Well, he's Nick's nephew and has an eleven inch cock and he comes by the gallon. Not literally, obviously, but he's covered my entire face more than once."
Oliver's eyes widened. Since that time Ian had walked in on him fucking his sister, and then joining in, he'd acquired a bit of a taste for it. Indeed, Ian had been the one to take his anal virginity and he could kick himself for never having explored it before such was the pleasure he'd gained from the experience. The thought that he might get to play with more than one cock at a time turned him on incredibly.
His cock obviously agreed with him, as it stood to attention. As it grew, his knob started to poke out from his foreskin, already leaking pre-cum. Ian gave him a helping hand by pulling the foreskin back the rest of the way, then leaned down to lick at his knob then took the whole thing into his mouth. Oliver thrust his hips upwards to get as much of his cock into Ian's mouth as he could.
Ian got up off the sofa and knelt between Oliver's spread legs and dropped his mouth onto his cock and took it all the way to the back of his throat. Oliver gasped and clutched at the sofa cushions as Ian continued to deep-throat him.
Charlotte swiveled and leaned back against the arm of the sofa and used one hand to play with her tits and nipples while the other delved between her legs, two fingers going straight up her cunt.
While Ian continued sucking his cock, Oliver reached out to help his sister by playing with her clit.
Oliver bent to the side so that he could replace his fingers with his tongue and went to town on her clit. Charlotte removed her own fingers and let her brother take care of her while she massaged her tits and nipples and watched her boyfriend feast on her brother's cock.
Ian got up off the floor and straddled Oliver's legs and maneuvered himself until their cocks were alongside each other. Charlotte lay on the sofa and took hold of them, rubbing the heads together and smothering the copious pre-cum all over. She leant forward and took them into her mouth, flicking her tongue against each in turn.
"Come for me," she demanded, breath quickening as she sensed them approaching orgasm. "Shoot your spunk all over each other." She began to wank them heatedly, desperate to see them unload. She didn't have long to wait as each cock twitched at almost exactly the same time and fired huge wads of spunk towards the other cock. The spunk collided in mid-air and spattered down onto each cock. Charlotte forced them together as the spurts subsided and became a trickle. Each cock was now glazed. Charlotte massaged it into each cock, the licked the remnants from her fingers.
"Think we need a shower," she said once they'd calmed down. Luckily, Ian had a massive shower room which was easily big enough to accommodate the three of them at the same time.
The next day, Ian, Charlotte and Oliver pulled into Nick's driveway. Oliver, in the back, was almost bouncing on the seat like a giddy schoolboy who's been promised a treat.