NOTE: All characters in this story are above 18 years of age. Comments, suggestions and criticism are eagerly awaited. And remember, this is just the beginning! Enjoy!
****
It was late afternoon when Victoria regained consciousness. She opened her eyes slowly and looked around her. She was lying on soft, sandy ground at the edge of a wood. She could hear the faint sound of waves crashing against a beach in the distance. She sat up suddenly. Her son? Where was her son John? The incidents of the morning flooded back into her memory.
Victoria and her son had been traveling together in a chartered plane that was to take them to a remote island where both of them had just got jobs. She had been divorced when her son was 13, and had worked hard ever since to make ends meet. Now, her son had just graduated from college, and it was a lucky break for both of them that there was a company that needed both their skill-sets together, was willing to pay well, and provide accommodation and other perks as well.
However, mid-way into the journey, the plane had developed engine trouble. It was a small ATR aircraft, and they were the only passengers. There were 4 crew members, including the pilot and co-pilot. Victoria and her son had been told they would have to jump off the hold of the plane using parachutes, because the plane could catch fire any time soon. Even as Victoria jumped, she could see smoke coming out of the cockpit.
John had jumped a short time later, but they had somehow become separated. And then, on her way down, Victoria had crashed through the branches of a tree and lost consciousness for a while. But here she was, more or less safe and sound save a few shallow bruises and cuts here and there.She wondered what had happened to the plane and its crew.
She got up slowly and arranged her skirt around her, all the while checking for broken bones and rent clothing. Miraculously, there were none. She took in a deep breath and was just about to yell John's name when she suddenly heard the sound of voices and laughter coming from somewhere inside the woods. She scrambled up as fast as she could and made her way into the woods, from where the sounds were coming.
Soon, the voices became distinct, and she suddenly froze when she heard someone say, "Mom, your pussy tastes lovelier than ever today. I could lick it all day!"
This was followed by a few wet kisses and a long 'Mmmmmmm, Harry!' in a woman's voice. Then she heard another female voice saying, "Mark, every time you watch our brother lick mom's pussy your cock becomes amazingly hard!" There was the sound of a woman giggling excitedly, followed by a loud moan.
Vicky couldn't believe her ears. This sounded like members of a family having sex with each other! And that, too, people who spoke English. Her heart started to beat faster and faster as she edged her way forward, careful not to make a single sound.
The ground was still partly sandy, so her footsteps were muffled. She came to the edge of the tree-line and realized she was looking out at a huge clearing in the woods. And what a thrilling site met her eyes! In the light of the afternoon sun, a mature, attractive woman with long brown hair lay spread-eagled on the ground. She had generous breasts, and dark tufts of armpit hair.
Between her legs, a dark haired young man, presumably her son Harry from what Vicky had heard before, was busy licking her pussy with gusto. A pretty young woman with similar brown hair like the other but cut shorter, was on all fours, and another young man -- the girl's brother Mark, from the looks of it -- was licking her pussy and her ass-hole from behind with relish, pausing from time to time to watch his brother lick and suck their mother's pussy. The younger girl, whose breasts - as big as her her mother's -- were dangling down like two ripe cantaloupes in the position she was in, kept fondling Mark's raging hard-on by reaching behind her from time to time.
During the last 5 years, Victoria had gone without any sex in her struggle to make ends meet. In her younger days, before hard times came upon her, she had had a very active sex life, so the last few years had been all the more difficult for her to bear. Now this scene in front of her set her pussy-juices flowing, and she shivered at the kinkiness of it.
Vicky was a very attractive woman, and had tried dating after her divorce, but she somehow landed the worst dates possible. So she had ultimately given up, and actually felt more comfortable spending the weekend evenings with her son John.
The two of them enjoyed movies and games together, or simply chatted. John was a shy young man, so he hardly ever dated women as a teenager. Which was surprising, because he was an attractive young man, and kept himself fit by jogging. She sometimes felt sorry for her boy, wondering if she should encourage him to find a girl. But every time, she had desisted, perhaps subconsciously for the selfish reason of having someone to spend time with when she herself couldn't find a date.
Harry finally raised his head from his mother's hairy vagina, mouth wet with his mother's cunt juices, and the woman lying on the ground spread her legs even wider looked at her son and said in a pretty voice, "Darling, now fuck mommy's pussy, please."
The boy was just about to oblige, when his brother Mark suddenly got up, yanked him up as well, and said in an excited voice, "Mom, you and Beth have to catch Harry and me if you want a fuck!" The two boys ran off, both their huge cocks and dangling ball-sacs swinging around as they sprinted.
The two women took off in pursuit, their large breasts and sexy asses jiggling and swaying as they ran. But they were not as fast as the boys, and after a few minutes, the brothers, realizing they had a head-start, stopped and turned around, facing their naked mother and sister as they ran towards them.
Arms akimbo, legs planted wide apart, they began to shake their monster cocks and large ball-sacs vigorously from side to side, making them flap around wildly, chuckling loudly all the while. The sight of their naked mother and elder sister, with their huge bouncing breasts and hairy pussies made their cocks even harder than before.
The women, goaded on by the sight of the two monster pricks belonging to the "men" in their family that they were dying to take inside their sopping wet pussies, made a huge spurt forward. But the boys were in the mood to tease, and took off again as fast as they could. Unfortunately, Beth tripped over a small stone and tumbled down. She wasn't hurt, because the ground was soft, and she just lay there panting while her naked mom continued sprinting towards her sons.
By this time, the two boys were out of breath. They stopped running, panting loudly and laughing at the same time as they looked back towards their mom, who triumphantly ran the few meters that separated them, her arms raised in glee.