We had a considerable amount of work to do with the moving, but this didn't stop the ladies from teasing us menfolk, or even the guys and gals from teasing each other. We were quite the randy crew, though we still had to recover. The moving process was more than helpful with that, and indeed, we got quite a bit moved by lunch time, when we finally called it quits, in spite of the teasing. We settled into the small, cozy living room full of light from the Georgia Sun coming through the windows.
I looked at my watch. It was 1:30 pm. We were all hungry, sweaty, and drained. It was definitely time for a nice mid-day meal. Sally seemed to read my mind, bringing me a pulled pork sandwich, BBQ chips, and peach tea as well some for herself. I noted that Candy seemed to cater to Carver as well, indicating that it was a sort of impromptu lunch date for us and our significant others, our primary partners. Indeed, Mary caught on and did the same for Lowell, as did Martin for Mark...
Then it really hit home. Mark and Martin should get married first, not Martin and Kelly or Mark and Belle. They might be bi instead of gay, but the two guys really were each other's main squeeze and that was worthy of marriage, albeit an unconventional one. It was a good thing that the Federal courts were tossing out the "one man, one woman" bullshit with yesterday's trash. I had to confront my own prejudices, but I was firmly decided upon this, though it was clear that the two guys had been good sports about following my will over their own preferences. In time, anyway, if the bigamy laws changed, they could marry the ladies, too.
"Mark, Martin, I have realized something. You two should marry each other first, be each other's legal spouse. Other marriages can wait for the two of you, hold out until they can be arranged. Priority should be your union with each other. You guys really are in love, aren't you? You fuck plenty of others, but it's true love with the two of you," I declared.
"Yes, thank you for understanding. I want badly to be Mark's, openly and publicly, to be more than just his boyfriend. I want to be his husband and I want him to be mine. I was prepared to follow your will and hope for a same-sex marriage later, but no offense to Kelly or Belle...it just feels right to pledge myself to Mark for life, to be his official partner and companion for the rest of my days," Martin confessed, blushing a little in spite of his conviction.
"Then, I trust that Kelly and Belle will understand my decision and trust me that they, too, will get married in time. I haven't decided to whom, but we'll figure it out," I asserted, to which they nodded as they fed each other.
"Actually, I want to marry Belle. How about, cousin? Want to become a lesbian couple? It's not like we would have to stop fucking men or even other women," Kelly proposed to the redhead.
"I love it already," I grinned as Sally poured us another glass of the peach tea.
"If we're going to do this, let's do it right," Belle then got on one knee, "I don't have a ring, but I will try to rectify that. Kelly Bottom, will you become my wife? Will you marry me?"
"Yes, Belle! Yes, I will marry you, cousin! I will be your bride and you will be mine!" Kelly beamed as she pulled Belle up for a steamy tongue kiss.
"So, now we have two new engagements. Mark and Martin are now engaged to each other, as are Kelly and Belle. I think that we should celebrate this after lunch by having the engaged couples get it on. One-on-one this time. Orgies are great, but sometimes you just want to focus on your favorites," I smiled as I finished off my lunch and winked at Sally.
"Make sweet lady love to Kelly? Sign me up!" Belle giggled as she made out with her cousin-fiancée again.
"Yes, and Shannon, go get the camcorder," I instructed the youngest Bottom girl, who was quite thrilled to do as I asked her.
Shannon had to go back to the main house to get that, but she did so in a hurry, clearly enthused about the idea of filming the gentler, lovemaking kind of sex about to occur between the new lesbian lovers. For my part, I dropped my pants to moon Sally and the others, taking full advantage of Mooning Monday. They started chasing me and teaming up to tackle me, much to their shared enjoyment as well as mine, especially once Mary planted her ass in my face and I began eating it for dessert, triggering a minor orgasm that ended just in time to distract everyone a little and enable a surprise.
"So, I go away for a while and come back to find that you've been very busy indeed, nieces and nephews...even my lovely daughter," a strange female voice announced as its owner followed Shannon into the house.
"Aunt Patty?" Lowell rushed to hug his father's sister, who apparently didn't consider that enough of a PDA by any means, as witnessed by the passionate kiss that she planted on him.
"So, this is the famous Aunt Patty, mother of our sweet Kelly! Wow...this could be a bit awkward, as witnessed by Shannon's retrieval of that camcorder...we were about to film something rather kinky, taboo even," I warned her as I started to embrace her.
"Hey, don't stop on my account. I've been to a federal women's prison! Think that you can do anything that would shock me? Hell, this family is full of incest, for that matter. Everyone knows what the Bottom tribe is all about and yet here I am. My only daughter is going to marry my one of my nieces and I love everything about that, including the fact that they're about to make love in front of me," Patty declared before giving me a lip lock that stunned even me.
"Caught you off-guard, did I? Well, you're going to marry Sally, so you're family, and evidently you know full well what that means, since you've taken over the helm, so to speak. Patricia Bottom, at your service, but you can call me Patty. Leave the 'aunt' part for when you feel like exploiting the incest kink, please. If you doubt that I want in on this, you don't realize just how much of a hold this way of life has on us. I tried to forsake that, but I realized too late that I made a serious mistake. Now, I'm back...and I'm bound and determined to be a good Bottom bitch, as it were. I'm a slut...your slut now, just like the rest of these fine ladies," Patty continued while stroking my cock and balls.
"Welcome home, then, Patty Bottom. Now, sit back and watch your niece fuck your daughter into tomorrow. Shannon, set up the camcorder and capture it all on film," I instructed them.
"With pleasure, Master," Shannon grinned as Patty grabbed a sandwich and some tea, along with a small package of potato salad that she had with her from the local deli.
"Getting a bite to eat while you watch your niece and daughter make sweet love to each other?" I teased Patty, while Sally started sucking my cock.
"I want the girls to be happy, just as you do, Master," Patty assured me between bites, "all part of a mother's love...and an aunt's, for that matter."
Meanwhile, Kelly and Belle undressed each other in a passionate frenzy, slipping each other plenty of tongue to exhibit their desire during the foreplay. Pretty soon, Kelly's fingers sank deeply into Belle's snatch, while Belle started rubbing Kelly's buns with her hands. Belle soon started moaning as she experienced an entire hand up to the knuckles in her cunt, pistoning in and out of her twat. Her toes curled and her body became very rigid indeed, while her pale, freckled skin turned pink and even red in some places to match the fiery color of her hair. The orgasm seemed to last forever, but the tape later showed it was all of six minutes, a messy, shivering business that turned Belle into mindless jelly, unable to remember her own name or her environment right then. She certainly didn't seem to recall that she was on film.
"Hmmm...delicious. My sexy cousin's pussy, just dripping with her juices," Kelly licked her fingers clean now, relishing the taste and scent of Belle's soaking cunt.
Then Kelly descended and spread Belle's thighs to begin lapping up the feminine fluids that leaked from her pussy. Belle found herself moaning yet again, with a new orgasm on the heels of the first one. It was obvious that she was capable of several such climaxes if sufficiently aroused, but even the two that she had were more than enough to keep everyone's rapt attention. The sight of the swarthy babe Kelly on her knees, eating Belle's cunt, her hands now fondling her pale buttocks, while Belle's now dove through her cousin's hair, holding on for dear life...it was such a tender and yet vigorous act of pure eroticism...all of it captured for a home movie.
At this point, while we all watched with fascination, Belle rose and flipped Kelly over to spread her cheeks. Before anyone knew it, Belle's lips and tongue slid along Kelly's crack, rimming her with undeniable enthusiasm. It was obvious that she wanted a taste of her cousin's olive-skinned ass, not that any of us blamed her there. It was too much for Patty, who finished off her food and now rushed into the action, parting Kelly's thighs to sample her own daughter's juicy twat. The soft, sensual nature of the lesbian sex didn't detract at all from the romance of what the lover were doing...it only added a mother's love to it, a true thing of beauty if there ever was one.
Kelly's knees buckled under the combined pleasure of the two mouths on her holes, forcing the ladies to hold her up in order to keep her from toppling over. She reveled in the attention given to her, now caressing her mother's hair with real, tender affection as Patty's tongue darted between the lips of her pussy. At the same time, Belle continued to lick her cousin's ass, rimming her shamelessly due to the sheer extent of her love and lust. Kelly was soon breathing rather shallow as she responded to the stimulation, her highly aroused and sensitive body reacting with shivers and goosebumps along her slick, sweaty skin. She whimpered and moaned after a while, her whole body shaking from the effects of her unexpected Sapphic threesome.
Then Patty really astonished us all, thrusting her bosom up to both women to invite them to suck her tits. The enthusiasm with which the ladies went to town on her nipples, as if being nursed by them...it was incredible. It was also on tape, much to our collective gratification. It also made it clear that Patty had to have at least one more pregnancy, if for no other reason than to actually make some milk...not to mention that Kelly could use a blood sibling, or half-sibling in this case. I knew just the right man for the job, too.
When the women rose up, I tapped Sally on the shoulder, as she was still sucking my dick and playing with my balls, indicating that she should stop for now. As much as I enjoyed her oral services, some business had to be handled first. Then we could get on with the clusterfuck...and I was eager to really make it count. It was high time to reward Carver with an unexpected pleasure, that of giving Kelly a brother or sister. The very idea of the auburn-haired MILF that brought Kelly into this world carrying an African-American son or daughter in her womb was irresistible.
