I grabbed my cock over my pants, unable to resist the urge to pleasure myself.
Daddy and I were out in the field, and I was supposed to be working, but the thoughts of our filthy lunch kept playing in my head.
Daddy had stuffed our lunch right into Momma's ass, who then fed it to me. All while I straddled my sister, my fat cock sliding in and out of her ass.
I had cum at least three times. And then again when Aria and I switched and she rode my face while Momma "fed" her.
My family is broken, we're deviant monsters fallen into a permanent sexual overdrive.
I didn't want to work- I couldn't work. I was too distracted by the beast straining in my pants.
Unable to resist, I opened my fly and pulled my pants down, letting my huge cock spring free. It was a hot day, my skin was glistening with sweat as I reveled in the relief of letting my pleasure addicted cock stand at full attention in the heat of the day.
My balls boiled with need. I was eighteen, and it seemed no matter how much I cum my nuts would still be full.
I wrapped my hand around my thick shaft, shirtless and barefoot, pants around my ankles. I moaned, jacking my fat cock in the middle of the field.
"Hmm?" Daddy said, mishearing my moan for a question. He rose from behind a plant he had been tending.
"Ahhh," He said with a laugh, looking at the hard steel numbing my brain. "Enjoyed lunch, hmm?"
I grunted, remembering Momma's mouth wrapped around my girth, feeling her slick gags as I used her throat like a fleshlight. I thought about her tits. I thought about her ass. I grunted, stroking faster.
"I did too." Daddy laughed, pulling his own pants down to reveal his own raging hard-on.
Not much work had been done today. But our fucked fam hadn't completed much work at all since moving out to the farm. We were too horny, and none of us really gave a shit if we lived in squalor. I just wanted to pleasure my hog. Preferably balls deep inside my mother.
Or my sister. But usually I ended up focusing on Aria's pleasure more than my own. She was my big sister, and she made sure I knew my place. She also knew how much I crave being told what to do.
She had taken my virginity on my eighteenth birthday, her mouth around my dick at the stroke of midnight. I came in her mouth in seconds, but she was just getting started. She rode my cock until I came inside her, and then she just kept riding some more. By 3 a.m. I was cumming deep in her ass.
Ever since I've been my sister's fucktoy, faithfully servicing her nineteen year old body to her exact specifications- and being punished when those specifications aren't met.
But with Momma, it's different. I can fuck and cum and use my mother as much as I want, however I want.
The bimbo milf lives for my cock, nothing makes her cum like her eighteen year old son. Being equipped with the biggest cock in the family, I'm Momma's favorite. I have the only tool that can still stretch her well used holes.
And she's my favorite, since I can slam my full bodyweight behind each thrust. With my sister I have to take care, let her holes adjust to my beast. But Momma? I can rail the blown-out whore without mercy. She'll cum, and squirt, and beg for more.
I groaned, my cock feeling like it would break it was so hard.
I needed to fill some cunt.
But... only with Daddy's permission. I looked at the Alpha of the family. Where my mother was the bottom bitch, my father was the undisputed head of the family.
Mainly because Aria submitted to him wholly.
I had been shocked when I found she was submitting to Daddy. She dominated me like only a big sister can. She tormented me, abused me, denied my orgasms as often as she caused them. I was just an easy sex toy to her, and she had trained me to enjoy being her stupid little fuckboy.
But then she started fucking Daddy, and became his total pet. Daddy does to Aria what Aria does to me.
Honestly, I prefer it this way. I don't have to think, don't have to make any decisions. I just do what I'm told, stick my dick where ordered. The rest of the time I can fuck and cum in Momma.
But it meant I didn't get to take a break without Daddy's say-so.
He was stroking his cock now too, the both of us unable to control our thirst. We were just two dudes, standing out in the field, stroking our cocks. This was the good life.
"Let's go." Daddy said in a hoarse voice. An insane lust had taken hold of our family, and it roared to life with savage need.
We both stumbled dumbly towards the house, leaving our clothes in the dirt, dicks waving to and fro as our lust-numb brains drove us to the women.
We careened into the house like starving men. We needed cunt.
My father was ahead of me and stopped dead in his tracks. I pushed past him and froze as well.
Then I came.
The sight before my eyes was magical. My mother, standing over my sister on the couch, squirting an absolutely geyser of pussy-juice on my fuck-drunk sister.
Aria was drinking the squirt, her cross-eyed expression indicating she was cumming just as hard as Momma.
I stroked my cock, grunting. The wicked incest lesbian sight was the most incredible thing I had ever seen in my life.
She squirt ended, leaving a dripping mess of perversion all over Aria and the couch she sat on. Aria had a serene smile, the blank look of a sex-fiend overdosing on filth.
Momma was collapsing too, but sliding her legs between her daughter. They immediately started scissoring, an automatic grinding into each other as they both came down. Momma rudely crammed Aria's dirty foot into her mouth, ramming all five toes down her throat as far as they could go.
I grunted again. I'd give the bitch something to choke on.
The girls hadn't noticed us, and Daddy and I were both too stunned to do anything but jack off. We drooled at the dripping tangle of female flesh.
My cock willed my body forward. It was a lurching motion, my brain turned off. My dick was in full control of my body, and right now it wanted down the back of Momma's throat.
I did what it wanted.
I stumbled forward, so horny I didn't know how to walk. Daddy also stumbled forward, toward Aria, both of us instinctively drawn to our favorite sluts.
We reached the women at the same time. I grabbed Momma's hair, ripping her away from the nasty foot crammed in her mouth. Without ceremony I replaced it with my cock.
Her eyes went wild, a muffled moan at the surprise of being suddenly manhandled. She looked up at me, confused eyes melting into a look of pure rapture. The way she always looked when my thick shaft stretches her jaw.
Momma was the last of us to become a sex fiend. Aria had turned me, and then Daddy.
The whole family had helped turn Momma, for days parading around the house naked or in underwear. It had been easy to turn her.
I had walked in the bedroom, dressed only in tight jeans. My dick was hard, clearly outlined and obvious against tight denim. She looked at my package, snapped her eyes away when she saw the beast, then looked back at it when she registered just what I was packing.
"Oh fuuuuck." She had said. I unzipped, and we both knew this cock was going to be sucked on.
She got on her knees, hypnotized by forbidden cock, and gave me a look of pure joy as she devoured it whole.
She gave me the same look now.
But I wasn't interested in the slow, passionate blowjob like our first time. I was here to face-fuck the bitch.
I repositioned her so she was sitting on the couch and started thrusting without ceremony. She relaxed her throat, sitting perfectly still. I was in total control, her hair tightly balled in my fist as I pumped in and out of her mouth.
I grunted as I pushed the full length to the back of her throat. Fuck it felt good.
She gagged and sputtered, spitting and choking as I face-fucked the woman who gave me birth. I was exultant, my cock feeling glorious in her well-trained mouth. I was leaking cum like a faucet, the familiar taste making Momma moan with delight. We lived for this shit.
My father was similarly obsessed with Aria. Just as it was every boy's fantasy to dominate their mother, it was every fathers dream to plunder their daughter.
Aria was unconscious, fucked out from her wild lesbian incest session. That never stopped my father though. Daddy had repositioned her as well, pushing her legs up to her chest. He grunted with satisfaction at her perfectly framed tits and tight teen pussy.
Daddy wasted no time, slamming home into his unconscious daughter's cunt as he roared with triumphant lust.
I moaned, loving the sight of Daddy raping my unconscious sister while I fucked Momma's mouth. There was an intensity to our perversion that was so fucking hot.
I turned my attention back to my slut mother. She happily gurgled around my beast, in her happy place, totally submissive to her dominant son.
With my free hand I bent down,grabbed roughly at her tits. They were fake, like everything else on Momma.
"Look at these fake fucking things." I spat, slapping her massive overfirm udders. Daddy had put tens of thousands of dollars into her body over the years, both of them getting off on her gradual bimbofication.
She had transformed from beauty queen to bimbo skank.
Momma squealed at the abuse, a wet squelch as she drove her face deeper on my cock. I sighed happily, pulling nipples, grabbing handfuls, and slapping her massive fucking tits.
Most people hated fake tits, but I loved them. I loved the scuzzed out look it gave her. I got off on the fact she underwent expensive surgery just so men would want to fuck her.
You took one look at my mother and knew the only thing she was good for.
She did that one thing now, her fake lips bulging around my cock as I casually abused her. I didn't hit her hard, not like Aria would, just enough for her plastic-numb body to know that a man was in charge.
I pulled out of her mouth, stepping back to examine my bimbo bitch mother. She was a wreck, covered in sweat and squirt. Her expensive tits jutted out from her chest, dripping with the slippery spit drooled out from my facial assault.
