Cindy stepped into Brad's room, admiring her brother's lean form stretched out on the bed. She had on her flimsy black bra under her tight white top, and a loose skirt that flared out inches above her knees, with black bikini panties on underneath. Brad had some classical CD on his stereo, and his hands folded under his head as he lay on his back, his bare chest and midriff moving softly up and down with his steady breathing. His cutoffs were loosened at the waist and partially unzipped.
Cindy began to move in time to the music, feeling the rhythm change, feeling herself change as the rhythm took hold of her, feeling the lust for her luscious brother growing in her loins. She wanted to fuck him again, and again and again. She started a slow, gyrating dance, swaying her hips provocatively. Brad reached to turn the music up a notch, eyeing his sister's seductive movements with obvious approval. She moved closer to the edge of the bed, cupping her breasts, thrusting them out at him, the outline of the black bra showing invitingly under the tight white top.
She spun a little, lifting her skirt to show him her tiny black panties, then peeled the white top off, letting it linger over the mounds of her breasts, exposing herself to his lustful gaze. She could feel his eyes burning into her, and she couldn't wait to get into his pants. Cindy rubbed her own breasts through her bra, then moved closer so she could wriggle them against Brad's chest and bare legs, thrilling when he reached one hand from behind his head to grab the tit closest to him and massage it tenderly.
He put both hands behind her back and undid the clasps. Julia held it up with her hands, dancing back away and playing peekaboo with her tits, finally letting the bra fall to the floor and raising her hands high over her head, lifting her firm tits so her brother could stare at them.
She danced closer, leaning to rub against his crotch, feeling the erection peeking out behind his zipper. With the music on, neither of them noticed that Sara was in the room, having heard the music up a bit loud and seeing that the door was open. She entered just as Julia was bending to rub Brad's cock. The blood sprang to her face as she lusted for both her children, but she backed out of the room quickly, leaving the door ajar. She wasn't gone long, and when she got back, Brad's pants were around his knees and Cindy was jacking him off, and her skirt was on the floor. She had on only the pair of black panties, and Sara watched as she curled her fingers tightly around Brad's hard cock. Her mouth drooled with desire.
Brad reached to turn the stereo back down, while Sara waited quietly by the door, waiting for her moment. "You know," Cindy was saying, "Mom looks so cute in that little party outfit. I could just eat her up."
"Um. I know what you mean," Brad panted as his sister jacked him off. "She makes me so horny. And so do you, sis. I'd really like to fuck both of you at the same time. What a turn-on that'd be."
"No need to wait," Sara said, recognizing her opening and stepping toward the bed, one hand rubbing her pussy through her micro terry shorts. Both the children turned to face their mother. She took only a couple of steps and stopped. "But how about some more company?" She ducked her head out in the hallway and nodded and Jamey followed her in. "Now the whole family can fuck together," she said with a satisfied grin on her face.
Brad's hard-on bulged and Cindy's face lit up with pleasure at the prospect. Sara and Jamey came nearer, Sara's hand again working at her pussy, and Jamey dropped his shorts and something else with them, revealing his cotton briefs dotted with a wet spot just over his hard dick. Sara moved up behind Cindy, kissing her softly on the neck as Cindy leaned back into her mother's embrace, feeling the wonderful soft tits grazing her back. Sara slid her hands up her daughter's sides, toying sensuously with her breasts, twisting at the rosebud nipples. She ground her own tits into her daughter's back as she kneaded the warm woman flesh in her hands.
She reached one hand up to turn Cindy's face to her, soaking in the luscious lips parted just inches away from her own, the reddish hair falling back softly onto her shoulders as her eyes swam with lust. Sara ran her fingers down the smooth cheeks, outlining the high cheekbones and soft lips. Cindy eagerly sucked a finger into her mouth, taking it in and out like a miniature dick she was milking. Sara eased her slippery finger out and replaced it with her tongue, sliding it in probingly until her daughter's anxiously greeted it, the two twining together in a deep mother-daughter kiss as the two men watched, getting immensely turned on.
Sara pulled away with a gasp, feeling Cindy melting beneath her torrid kiss. She moved them together toward Brad, who had his dick in his hand, Cindy's having fallen away during the hot kiss with her mother. Sara kissed Brad, searching for his twirling tongue, giving him a rougher, more insistent kiss. Then she pulled Cindy down with her as the two women began licking the length of Brad's body, one on each of his hard little man nipples, sucking them into excited erection, one in his sunken belly button, one on each thigh, one sliding under his tightening balls, their tongues meeting again poised over his throbbing cock.
Then Sara opened her mouth in a tight 'O' and dive bombed straight onto Brad's hard dick. She gulped almost the whole thing into her mouth in one gigantic thrust, stopping just as he poked at her throat muscle. She held tight against him until it relaxed and he plunged in all the way to his base. Again she held fast as his cock surged inside her.
She began making little motions, fucking him with her mouth moving just an inch or so back and forth, keeping him buried in her throat. Bursts of pleasure rode through Brad as his dick was squeezed by the tight throat muscles pressing in on him. He could feel his balls bulging already. Sensing this, Sara slid off his cock, leaving it waving in the air, gasping for breath, licking her lips.
"Quite a mouthful, son," she said, "A big, juicy mouthful." She looked deep into his eyes, holding his attention as she made another 'O' and fucked her finger into her mouth to give him a close up view of her lips working. Meanwhile, Cindy had begun sucking on the cock her mother had just abandoned, taking it in a little at a time, nursing it in and out, her cheeks sinking in as she applied increasing pressure.
"That's it, baby," Sara encouraged Cindy. "Suck him good and hard, but don't let him cum yet." She motioned for Jamey and he trotted up to join them. "Why don't we eat her together while she eats Brad?" she suggested, lying down under her daughter as she straddled Brad's legs. Jamey moved up behind, spreading his daughter's ass cheeks and rubbing a finger up her slit, bringing a squeal from Cindy as her mouth continued to work up and down Brad's stiff prick.
