Family Traditions

Hello reader! This is chapter 6 of "Family Traditions". As always, I approach each chapter with the idea that it can be read on its own but for context, please read 1-5. I hope you all enjoy reading as much as I did writing. Cheers!

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Chris sat in the basement, alone, exhausted from his week at work. It was finally Friday and he had been looking forward to the weekend for a bit of relaxation. His oldest sister Lena was at a volleyball camp and the middle child Abby was at a friends birthday bash so Chris assumed his night would be relatively boring. Ever since he found out about and joined his family's traditions, he had been wanting to experience the thrill and excitement again but didn't know how to approach his sisters or his mother.

As he was flipping through the channels, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Chrissy? You there?"

"Yeah, Ma. What's up"

"Oh there you are. Do you have a second? I need your input. Your dad and I can't decide on something."

Chris felt like he was about to be brought in to an argument he had no desire to be in but responded politely.

"Uhhh, sure. I sort of feel like I need some background info though."

Tricia laughed and called Nick down to the basement to join her and Chris.

Nick's footsteps hurriedly made their way down the stairs and soon Tricia and Nick were standing to the side of the tv, in front of Chris.

Tricia was wearing a flowing dress with black pantyhose, her hair up in a messy bun and held another dress in her hands. Chris couldn't help but stare his mother up and down as she tried to talk to him.

"Which do you like? Your father likes this dress I'm wearing but I think the other looks better. What do you think?"

Tricia posed for her son, showing each side to Chris. Chris felt his mouth get dry and his heart start to pound.

"Um, yeah no that looks... that looks great, Ma"

"You haven't seen the other one yet, Chrissy"

To Chris's shock and bewilderment, Tricia began to slide out of the dress she was wearing, exposing her bare breasts and her pantyhose covered legs. Chris immediately noticed Tricia not wearing any panties and the view of his mother in pantyhose in front of him made his cock swell.

Tricia slid on the other dress and noticed Chris's face turning beat red.

"What about this one, Chrissy?" Tricia made sure to model the dress properly for Chris; pulling the fabric tight against her skin and showing off her figure.

"Umm... that's... that's a good one too. I'm sorry, Ma... I don't think I'm very good at this sort of..."

"Nonsense baby! I would love your opinion! Do you need to see one again?"

Nick piped up from behind his wife, holding the first dress.

"I think you've flustered our son, baby. I think you could be wearing a burlap sack and he'd approve."

Chris felt his very obvious embarrassment and tried to hide his growing cock. Tricia reached for Nick's hand to get the first dress back. Nick playfully backed up, keeping it from her.

"Ah ah... I think you look good in this. At least for now. I think our son agrees judging by the bulge in his pants..."

"Is that so!" Tricia smiled and knew what Nick was suggesting. She turned to an embarrassed Chris.

"Did mommy get you hard, baby? I certainly didn't mean to!" Tricia's voice was playful and sly but she also didn't want to overly embarrass her son.

"It's perfectly natural baby. Especially after last week. I've been thinking about it too. No need to hide your excitement with us." Tricia spoke softly to her son.

"Hell, your mother still gets me hard as a rock. Look at her!"

Tricia turned to Nick and grabbed his Jean covered crotch.

"Oh my! You are hard! Did I make both my boys hard! Im flattered..." Tricia tossed the second dress to the side and motioned for Nick to throw the first dress in the same direction.

"Just sit back and watch for now, Chrissy. Looks like I have to take care of my boys."

Chris sat in awe as he watched his mother get down on her knees and undo his fathers belt. Tricia looked up at Nick, a lustful smirk showing him what he was in for. Chris felt his cock start to harden under his jeans and he clutched on to his protruding member as he licked his lips in anticipation.

After his belt was undone and his boxer briefs and slacks hit the floor; Tricia readied herself to blow her husband. She reached out and took Nick's growing cock in her hand; the feeling of his still hardening manhood was a thrill to her. She savored the feeling and lightly ran her fingers over the thick shaft; tracing veins and contours. Nick flinched when Tricia world hit the right spots; causing him to reach down and put his hands on his wife's head; slowly pulling her closer to him.

"Ah ah ah" Tricia teased as she kept her light grip on her husband. "I'm going to show Chrissy how his mommy sucks cock... when I say so"

Tricia leaned in and kissed the head of Nicks cock, eliciting a moan from her husband.

Chris watched his mother examine his fathers cock, admiring it in her hands before it disappeared into her mouth. Nick let out a moan as he pushed away the hair falling onto Tricia's face.

Tricia sucked the tip of Nick's penis gently with her lips as she slowly explored the underside of his head with her tongue. She used one hand to hold Nick's shaft in place and the other to explore her own body. Tricia groped and massaged her still covered breasts as she felt her nipples harden. Her lips maintained contact with Nick's shaft as she took more of her husband into her mouth.

Chris felt his cock throbbing and he was aching to pull it out. He watched as his mother masterfully sucked his fathers hardon; her body's rhythm in sync with her mouths motions.

"Mmmm" Tricia moaned onto the head of Nicks penis. Tricia always enjoyed giving blowjobs and eating pussy; her desire to give oral was welcome by the rest of the family who were more than happy to reap the benefits.

Chris's eyes closed and he licked his lips as he heard the familiar suction noises coming from his mother's mouth. As he opened them; he saw his father lean over and pull up Tricia's maxi dress; exposing her seamless pantyhose.

Tricia leaned further into Nick's hips; taking his pulsing manhood further into her eager wet mouth.

"Give Chris a show baby. Show our boy how eager his mom is to please."

Tricia looked up longingly at Nick with a look that showed how sex hungry she was. She let out a confirmation grunt as she stuck her ass further out towards her son. She took Nick out of her mouth and began stroking his slick cock, wet with her spit. She craned her neck around and looked over to Chris.

"I think our son wants to take his cock out, baby. Should we let him?" Tricia's playful tone also carried a hint of control with it. She was in charge and Chris and Nick both knew it.

"Go ahead baby. Get that cock out and stroke it to mommy and daddy. Don't you dare cum until I tell you though, mister." Chris was dumbfounded by the directness of Tricia's demands. He was processing her words when he realized he was obeying her just the same.

Chris grabbed his already rock hard cock and held it for a second; feeling it pulse in his hand. His precum leaked onto his waiting hand as he spread his natural lubrication around his shaft, allowing his hands to glide across.

He watched intently as Tricia's head bobbed slowly and her hand found a space between her legs. Tricia felt her fiery pussy through the sheer fabric; her labia pressing against the black hosiery; now soaked from her excitement. She stroked and stocked her husband, developing a rhythm that coincided with her own masturbation.

"That's it baby. You take my cock so good" Nick said through his teeth; his hips starting to meet Tricia's balance.

Tricia's hands moved faster over her own pussy; the sensation and feel of her pantyhose created even more wetness. She tried her best to focus on her husbands cock as she furiously massaged her clit through her hosiery. Chris could see his mother's toes curl against the sheer fabric and witnessing this side of her made him salivate with lust. He made slow deliberate strokes, feeling his manhood swell beneath his grip. He cupped his balls, lightly massaging them in unison with the strokes up and down his shaft.

Nick's hips began to thrust, meeting Tricia's mouth as she started sliding her closed mouth up and down her husbands still growing cock. Chris saw his father grit his teeth and focus intently on his mother; the sight alone brought Chris to the brink of orgasm. His mother's moans filled the room as the sound of spit and slurping bounced around in Chris's ears but he remembered what his mother said and let out a frustrated but pleasure filled groan as his penis throbbed in his precum soaked hands.

Tricia maintained her up and down motion until she heard her son moan just a few feet away from her. She sucked the head of her husbands cock, cleaning the spit and precum off the twitching member. After another lick or two for good measure she continued to stroke Nick's cock but stopped rubbing her own pussy and brought her attention to her son. The look on his face nearly brought Tricia's own climax. She saw the frustration and need to cum contorted on his face. Chris's hand was at the base of his balls, cupping his swollen sack. Tricia watched as her son, with his eyes closed brought his fingers to his lips, savoring the precum that had been dripping out of his aching cock.

Chris was snapped out of his trance by his mother's attention. He realized what his parents just saw him do but for some reason it made it even hotter. Chris brought his finger back down to the head of his cock and squeezed the tip to tease out more of his seed. Chris scooped the salty treat onto his fingers and brought them to his lips, all while looking at his mother rubbing her breasts in astonishment.

"Wait, baby. Don't move." Tricia moved from between her husbands legs and with minimal effort; ended up sitting next to her son; who was slumped down on the couch while watching his parents. Chris let out a pitched whine into his mother's lips as he felt her breasts rubbing against his arm with her hand gently landing inches from her sons cock. Tricia kissed her son and was overcome with desire at the electricity she felt while tasting the salty remnants on his lips and tongue. Chris could taste the salt of his mother's spit mix with his precum. He could feel the wetness around her lips and she tasted like she was just sucking a cock. This made Chris use his tongue more liberally and at one point he was essentially licking his mother's lips and tongue, the taste driving him wild.

Chris instinctively grabbed his cock and gave it a few tugs. His mother felt his movements and took his cock from him; her fingernails lightly caressing the throbbing underside. Chris jumped at the sensitivity and felt his body twitch as his legs felt the smooth pantyhose covering his mother's legs. Chris eagerly reached down and pawed at his mother's legs; desperate to feel the sheer hosiery beneath his fingertips.

Chris turned and adjusted his body, his cock now in reach of his mother's legs. Chris let out a whine as he tried to slide his cock against his mother's legs; Tricia now figured out what he wanted.

"Oh Chrissy. You like my pantyhose, don't you?"

"nnnggghh" Chris's vocabulary was limited to grunts and moans as he felt his mother's fingertips guide his cock over her pantyhose clad thigh.

"F...fu...c..." Chris's motions were now more furious, his body aching for more and more contact of any kind with the smooth fabric adorning his mother's supple thigh. Tricia could tell where this was headed and applied more pressure between her hand and her thigh.

"I think Chrissy's gonna cum, don't you, daddy?" Tricia smirked and turned her head a tiny bit to direct her voice to Nick, who was still standing and stroking his cock watching his wife bring their son to orgasm.

"Mmmmm" Nick grunted with approval as his hand gripped his spit soaked cock.

Chris could feel he was past the point of no return. He knew what he was about to do and he was trying to hold out as long as possible. His eyes closed and his hands gripped different parts of his mother's legs, sporadically clutching one of her breasts as he struggled to control his body. He was overwhelmed with sexual desire that he felt like his entire body was about to explode.

"I'm go... mom....me......"

"Use your words baby boy. Tell mommy"

It was as if someone clicked a detonator in Chris's balls as the words hit Chris's ears. Chris never thought of himself as someone with a mommy kink (outside of; you know, fucking his mom) but rather just found his own mother objectively attractive. However when Tricia referred to herself as "mommy" or showed traits of a "mommy"; Chris found himself reacting rather intensely.

Chris bucked and thrust his hips into his mother's thighs as his balls, swollen with cum, tightened and readied to fire. Chris was careful not to hurt his mother but he grabbed his mother's hip and the couch as his toes curled and his legs tensed up.

Tricias hand held steady; forming a gap between her hands and pantyhose covered thigh in which Chris could thrust. She shifted her body and tried to set up her pussy as a target.

"That's it baby. Mmmm there you go. Give it to mommy. Give all your cum to mommy; baby. That's it." Tricias words were soft and sensual and even her husband felt his climax building watching his wife milk the cum out of their son's pulsating cock.

"nnnnn...nnnghhh..fu.... FUUUUUUU" Chris couldn't finish the expletive as his body focused every ounce of energy expelling his semen. Tricia gasped and instinctively pushed her own hips towards her sons erupting cock. His mother flinched as wave after wave of cum landed onq her sheer black pantyhose. Chris's body twitched as his mother took over for his exhausted body and stroked the remaining drops of semen out of his now red manhood. Tricia's hands were covered in her sons seed and her thigh felt the warm, salty liquid seeping in between the tiny gaps in her hose. The white liquid was stark against the black background and Tricia used her cum covered hand to rub her sons ejaculate on her own dripping pussy.

Tricia furiously massaged her covered pussy, feeling the sticky cream between her fingers and coating her clit. She couldn't tell where her excitement ended and her sons seed began.

Chris slumped in exhaustion back into the couch. His cock was still throbbing and slick with his own cum as he opened his eyes and saw his mother playing with his cum and his dad standing a few feet away with a rock hard cock looking on intently.

Chris began to catch us breath and watched his mother spread his jizz across various parts of her body. Her nipples and breasts glistened with sweat and cum and Chris was enthralled at watching his mother move. She brought her hands up to her lips and began sucking various fingers while rubbing her now drenched pantyhose covered crotch.

"Mmm, Chrissy." Tricia savored her son's salty treat and spread some more on her lips. "You gave mommy so much cum! Such a messy boy."

Tricia turned her attention to Nick and motioned for him to come over to her.

"Looks like Daddy enjoyed the show. And here it was supposed to be Chrissy watching" Tricia reached out as soon as her husbands cock was within reach and she began stroking with Chris's cum for lubrication.

"You taste so good, baby. Want to taste? If you like your precum, you'll like this" Tricia offered a taste of her sons own cum to him; not knowing that Chris on occasion liked to sample his own brand. The fact that it was his mother who was offering however, Chris sheepishly nodded as if it were a new experience.

Tricia pulled her hand off Nick's cock to the sound of a frustrated grunt from her husband. Tricia brought her hand down to her soaked crotch and pressed her fingers into her snatch and scooped what she could from the fabric and brought them up to her sons lips.

Chris whimpered as his mouth swallowed Tricias fingertips, his tongue exploring every nook and cranny to get every morsel of their combined juices. The salty sweet mixture coated his lips and tongue and Tricia moaned as Chris sucked her fingers and licked excitedly at the rest of her hand. Chris could feel his cock begin to stir again as he tasted the cum of both he and his mother.

Tricia pressed her other hand into her pussy; the pantyhose now so wet that she could feel drops of cum sliding down her legs. She reached back with her spit and cum covered hand and massaged her husbands aching cock. Nick moaned and felt his knees get weak as the slippery hand moved and rotated across his member.

"Are you both going to cum before I get fucked?" Tricia asked rhetorically, already knowing the answer. She felt pride in knowing she could work up both her husband and son this much.

Tricia turned her body and attention to her husband as he stood before her.

"Did you enjoy watching me make another man cum, baby?" Chris was shocked and pondered for a moment that prior to this, the only other people involved in Nick and Tricia's sex life were Abby and Lena. He wasn't entirely sure if that was a good or bad thing but as he watched his mother eagerly stroke his father; his cock swelled again, just moments after an orgasm he was sure would make him sleep for an entire day.

Tricia continued her talking and stroking; soon showing a side of herself to Chris that was so entirely opposite from how he knew her. It was as if Tricia, 'the mother' was a different person than, Tricia 'the cum hungry woman' who rocked Chris's world. Chris focused on his mother's motions, briefly noticing his dads facial expressions as he was lost in ecstasy.

"Mmm daddy liked watching mommy milk Chrissy's cock. You gonna love watching him fuck me too, baby? Sliding his hard cock between my legs while you watch and stroke your cock? Maybe I'll suck your cock while he fucks me. Both of you? Taking turns and filling me up?" Tricia was at the point of lustful euphoria; her body and mind no longer filtering her thoughts before they left her mouth as words and fantasies spilling out of her lips as she urged her husband to cum.

"You going to give me your cum too, baby? Hm?

"nnnnghhh" Nick gritted his teeth as his cock absorbed the slick combination of spit and cum and his wife's hand rotated and twisted in all the right ways. Tricia confidently stroked and in that moment, that cock was hers.

"Oooooh; thats it, baby. Give me your cum. Give it to me." Tricia readied herself and came eye to eye with her husbands trembling manhood. Precum was flying with every stroke of Tricia's hand while Tricia instinctively stuck out her tongue to catch what she could. Tricia angled her tongue and placed it at the underside of the crown of Nick's bright red head. She slithered her tongue with purpose on the underside of his shaft, providing a landing strip for his seed. The intensity and pressure of Tricia's tongue on Nick's penis triggered his orgasm.

Nick felt his knees buckle and his stomach tense up. He felt his entire body flex as he felt the jolt of adrenaline course through his balls and into his manhood. Tricia saw Nick tense up and closed her eyes.

"NNNNNGGGHHH FUUUUCCCKKK" Nick bellowed as his body released the pent up tension.

Tricia held his pulsing cock against her tongue and used that to roll and swirl around him while he unleashed a load of cum directly on to her waiting face.

Chris gripped his cock and nearly exploded himself as he watched his father drench his mother's face with a massive load as he nearly collapsed. Nick took a hold of his cock and began to press it into his wife's tongue, trying to hold on to the sensation that sent him over the edge. He held his still spitting cock and exhaled, each breath sending less and less streams of seed as he felt his body relax from an intense climax.