We were traveling up Highway 1 toward San Francisco, looking for a place to call home. My wife Mary, my sons Mike and Brian, my daughter Amy, and me Todd. We were traveling in an expensive Motorhome. Huge and luxurious, because I had won a shitload of money in the lottery.
The previous two nights and day, we had been involved in a incest-fest. The five of us had fucked each other nearly to death. Not that I was complaining, nor were my sons. My wife and daughter could be twins, but for the age difference. Both are petite and tight.
Or at least they were tight til my son, Mike, got to them. You see, Mike was the result of a fling my wife had the night before our wedding. The real father, as well as Mike, have really large cocks.
We had just hit S.F. and I was having a hell of a time with that big beast of a motorhome, on those hills. I finally parked it, and called a limo service. Like I said, I won a shitload of money.
The stretch limo was at our disposal for three days, complete with uniformed driver. We toured all the sights, Chinatown, the wharf, museums, everything. At the end of three days, beautiful as it is, we decided we did not want to live there.
During this time, at night in the beast (as we affectionately called it), we had interchangeable sleeping arrangements. With three men and two receptive, and desireable women, the combinations are almost unlimited. I found out a lot about myself, my wife and my children. Mostly how lustful we could all be.
The beast came with a king size bed in the master suite, a set of bunk beds behind sliding doors, a bunk that came down from the ceiling over the front cab, and two sleeper sofas. Of course it cost more than most mansions, but the interest on my lottery winnings probably paid for it while we were driving around California.
Deciding we didn't want to live in a cold climate, we left San Francisco, and headed south instead of going north to Oregon and Washington state. Next stop, Vegas. We didn't want to live there, but none of us had been there. It was a long drive, but we made it. Of course, I was distracted by my children and wife making use of the king size bed while I drove.
Every time Mike stuck his big cock in one of the women, they would be screaming like banshees. At one point, after fucking my wife, Mike came and sat next to me, still nude. I glanced down to see his monster cock still glistening with their juices.
"Did she pass out again?" I asked him
"She always does." We had learned that he had this effect on women. He fucked them into unconsciousness.
"Braggart." I kidded him.
"It's not bragging if it's true." Mike replied. And it was true. Mary and Amy both were out of it for a good 5 to 10 minutes after being with him.
"Where is Brian?"
"Fucking Amy on one of the bunks." he said nonchalantly. I glanced at his cock again, and saw it starting to rise.
"Don't you ever get enough?"
"I hope not." he laughed.
Having recovered from her euphoria, Mary appeared still nude also. Fortunately we were on a fairly deserted road, or they would have been on display.
"Brian is fucking Amy again. I think he is trying to prove something." Mary said. It did seem that way, he had been fucking one or the other of them as soon as he was able.
"He said that sharing a room with me was depressing, because of my dick being bigger than his. Maybe that has something to do with it."
"I'll have a talk with him." I said. "In the meantime, just give him some room."
"I'm just waiting for him to finish with Amy, With his load in her, I'll be able to slide in easier."
Brian came out soon, and Mike and Mary grabbed Amy and headed for the master bedroom. Brian sat beside me with a bottle of water, trying to rehydrate after his workout with Amy.
"Is everything alright with you, Brian? You have been fucking non stop for days now."
"I dunno, Dad. It's just that every time is see Mikes big cock I gotta fuck something. Even when we were kids, when he would get dressed, and that thing was swinging around, I just get so horny. I mean, I like girls, but sometimes I just.. well ..I just want to suck it. Is that bad? Do you think I'm gay?"
"No, Brian, I don't think you're gay. Maybe bi, but you have been fucking the girls too much to be gay. Besides, I know just how you feel. Ever since I saw him stick that big thing in your mom, I've been mesmerized by it. It is truly an awesome cock. Anyone, male or female, would be captivated by it."
"I guess I have just been trying to prove to myself that I wasn't gay." About that time we heard Amy yell out, we knew Mike had hit bottom in her again. "Do you think he knows? Sometimes I think he is just flaunting that big cock in front of me to drive me crazy. Even when we were growing up, it seemed like he spent a lot of time nude around me."
"Mike is not malicious in any way. If he suspected you liked it, he probably thought he was doing you a favor by letting you look."
Brian thought for a minute, "You know Dad, I think you're right. I can't tell you the number of times I jerked off with Mike's cock on my mind. That was before I started fucking girls."
"Well, to be honest, I did too. Night before last, in San Francisco, while you were busy with your mom, and Mark was pounding Amy senseless."
Brian looked at me kind of funny then asked "Have you ever been with a guy, Dad?"
"No, but we all think about it. It's only natural to be curious. Like in gym, taking showers with the other guys, we all look. We act like we don't, but we do. Especially when you're young, you worry about how you compare to the other guys. Then you see one like Mike has, it would make anyone stop and think. You grew up seeing it, if you're bi, that was probably torturous. You probably had to whack off a couple times a day."
"More like five or six." Brian added
"He probably knew that too. Maybe you should see how far he will let you go with him." We heard Amy scream out another orgasm.
"I hope you don't want to talk to Amy for a while." he said. We both had to laugh.
I had called ahead, and got us a suite at Caesars Palace. It was beautiful. Great view of the strip. It only had two bedrooms, oh well, we would just have to make sacrifices.
It was late when we arrived, so we all showered and ordered room service. The showers were huge, with multiple shower heads. So we all bathed together, sort of like the Romans did. It was quite fun actually, all those wonderful bodies naked and soapy. I noticed that Brian actually wrapped his hand around Mike's cock a couple of times, which didn't seem to bother Mike.
The food was excellent, and although I'm not much of a drinker, the five of us killed off two bottles of champagne. Brian and Amy took one bedroom, Mike, Mary, and I, took the other.
We were both working on Mary, one on the top half, one on the bottom then we switched. She had one orgasm when I was eating her and one with Mike's tongue in her. Mike started to mount her when she said "Let your dad go first." I didn't know if it was that she just wanted me, or that she wanted me to pave the way for Mike's cock. Either way I wasn't complaining.
I boarded her and was going pretty good, when Mike put his cock in her mouth, just inches from my face. I watched her struggle to take it in. She only managed the fat head, and maybe an inch or two. I was hard for her to keep it in her mouth while I fucked her, so she would take it out, and moan a bit, then swallow it again. She saw me watching her, and she took him out, held it up to me and said "Kiss your son's cock."
I hesitated for only a few seconds, then leaned in and kissed it on the head. I'm sure she could feel my cock lurch in her, so she stroked him a few times, bringing some precum to the tip. "Lick it." Again I only hesitated shortly before sticking my tongue out and consuming the proffered nectar. I had eaten his cum from her pussy a few times, but straight from the source was different. I unloaded in her.
As I withdrew from her, Mike said "Thanks for lubing her up for me Dad." and climbed into position. Balanced above her, his cock missed the mark, so I grabbed it and put it where it belonged. Again Mike said "Thanks Dad." and started the long trek inward.
Mary put her hand on her belly, just below her navel "I can feel you moving in me." I placed my hand there, and sure enough, I could feel the fat knob of his cock moving back and forth in her. I will never know what it's like being that deep in a woman.
I think I will never tire of watching Mike fuck Mary. It's a marvelous thing to witness. It's like what God had in mind when he created sex for pleasure as well as reproduction. The entire process, from beginning to end is exquisite. The Grand Masters would have loved to put it on canvas. Porn producers should be so lucky to get it on video.
The expressions on her face change throughout. He is a master of the dance. He watches his partner to know where to lead them, but he is definitely leading. He knows when to thrust hard or soft, deep or shallow. When to grind and when to pound them to a crescendo. And though he is the master of the dance, his partner is his main focus, and the beneficiary of his expertise.
It is quite a dilemma for me, I want her to have total satisfaction, but it appears she only receives that from another man. I am totally turned on by her having sex with another man, but it is obvious that she enjoys it more with him than with me. In addition, that other man happens to be our son,
We spent the next two days enjoying Vegas. We got comped tickets to shows, because being rich makes you a high roller I guess. I did manage to spend some time in the casino. The kids aren't old enough to gamble, so mom took them shopping. Good thing the beast has lots of cargo room.
The second night in Vegas, we were back in the suite after a great meal and show. Brian asked Mike "Do you think you could not fuck Amy tonight? Her pussy is just closing up after the last time, and I would like to have her when she is tight for a change."
