This is actually part of the first story I wrote. The chapters should be read in order in order to make sense. There are 11 chapters (so far) and they contain many themes of group sex, loving wives, incest, and exhibitionism. I will try to put them in the right categories.
You will notice that some of the chapters are almost duplicates of stories I've already published. That's because those stories were taken out of this one and edited to be stand alone pieces. They are:
Becoming a slut at my summer job
Becoming a hot mom
A girl needs comfort
Watching the pool party
Friends and family miss the playoffs.
In this context they are part of a larger narrative. Here those stories are longer and contain other topics as well. Enjoy.
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Sunday
I woke up to the smell of coffee. I felt rested. I was feeling horny. I was still feeling uneasy, but also knew I was loving it. I heard voices in the kitchen. Two male, two female. Mark, Chuck, mom, and Cathy must have come over like she said.
I climbed out of bed. I was thinking of that coffee. Then I remembered everything from yesterday. Especially Cathy. I could replay every word in my head. I thought about what I should wear. I looked at my iPad. There was a message from Dave. I didn't even look. I knew it was still on, and he could see me if he was looking.
"What the hell," I thought. I grabbed a tiny see through white thong and pulled it on. I grabbed a T shirt. I looked at it. I took a pair of scissors and cut the bottom off. I pulled it on. You could see the bottom of my tits. I took a deep breath and opened my door. I looked back at my room. There was my iPad. I grabbed it and brought it with me. I walked into the kitchen. Everyone turned to look at me.
They were all there. Mark said, "Well good morning. Don't you look good enough to fuck."
Chuck's mouth just dropped open.
Cathy said, "Good morning sexy."
I turned to look at mom. She was standing there in a wife beater that was at least two sizes too small. Her tits and nipples were perfectly on display. It barely came down to her rib cage. She was also wearing a pair of black string bikini panties. They tied with little bows on the side. "Good morning dear," she said. "Coffee?"
I just nodded my head.
Cathy was sitting next to Chuck. You could see her hand stroking his cock through his jeans.
She stood up. She was wearing a spaghetti strap top that came down two inches above her navel and a blue skirt that zipped on the side. She walked over and gave me a short kiss on the lips and her hand slid across my ass. "How are you today?" She pulled back maybe three inches. She traced a finger up from my panties to my tits and ran it around my nipples. "You look sexy" She said.
Then she looked around the room. In a laughing voice she said, "Damn I feel overdressed."
She turned and looked at Mark. She walked up to him, turned so the hip with the skirts zipper was facing him. She put her arms in the air, looked at him and said, "Would you do the honors?"
Chuck just stared. I think he had too much sensory overload. Mark smiled. He reach out and slowly unzipped the zipper. The skirt fell to the floor. As it did her perfectly shaped ass and shaved pussy came into view. Cathy wasn't wearing panties.
Cathy put her hand over her mouth, looked innocently at us, and said, "Whoops, now I'm underdressed."
Mark laughed. I admit I smirked too. Even mom smiled.
Mark looked at my mom. "Brenda? Do you want to make our guest comfortable?"
Mom looked at him, then at me, then at Chuck. Chuck was staring at her wide eyed. Mouth open. Mom, looking at Chuck, reached down to the sides of her panties. She grabbed the strings for each of the bows, and pulled. The sides came apart and the panties fell to the floor.
Fuck I was wet. It wasn't even 10am and I wanted someone to fuck me.
Cathy took the lead again. She took my hand and walked me over to Chuck. She had me facing him, standing in front of him. I just stood there. I didn't move. No one did. It seemed this was Cathy's show.
She stood behind me. "Chuck," she said. "It seems your sister is the only one still wearing panties. Do you want to fix that or do you want me too?"
Chuck didn't move. He just stared.
Cathy again took the lead. "I guess it's up to me," she said. She put her thumbs in the waistband of my thong and started pulling it down. "Sure you don't want to do this?" She said to Chuck. He didn't move.
She slowly pushed my thong down over my hips. They fell to the floor. I stepped out of them. Cathy put her arms around me from behind. She slid them up and her hands slid under my top and cupped my tits.
"Your sister has great tits" she said.
He watched her hands as if mesmerized.
Her hands slowly slid down my body caressing me as they went. I knew where she was going. I moved my legs slightly apart. Her finger slid into my pussy.
"Mmmmmm," she said. "Nice and wet."
She pulled her finger out and licked it off. "Tasty too."
She looked around the room. No one moved. "Well, I don't know about you, but I need to be fucked." Chuck started to stand up. She pushed him back down. "Not you. There are two other pussies in this room. Pick one."
Chuck didn't say anything.
"Come on Chuck. You practically blew my mouth open with your cum last night when I talked about your mom and sister. Pick one."
Chuck looked down at the floor. "Mom," he said.
Cathy laughed. "So you want to fuck your mom? That's hot. Say it. Tell me what you want."
Chuck looked at her. "I want to fuck mom," he said.
Mom looked at Mark. Mark shrugged. She looked back at Chuck. I wasn't sure what she was going to say. I was surprised. When she said it.
"Baby, I want you to fuck me. I've always wanted you to fuck me. When you were a baby I used to dream about you growing up and fucking me. When you started getting hard ons I would masturbate thinking of you fucking me." She smiled at Cathy. "Thank you," she said.
Cathy took his hand and pulled him to a standing position. Holding his hand she walked over to my mom and took her hand. She walked them both into the living room. Mark and I followed. We wanted to see this. I put the iPad on the mantle again.
Cathy led mom to the couch. She said softly, "Get on your knees."
Mom got on her knees.