Our kids have been raised in a very liberal and openly sexual environment. My wife and I had met in the early 70s while we were still teenagers. We both did our share (and maybe even your share) of mind and consciousness altering substances and had only resorted to sexual exclusivity after the seriousness of STDs and AIDS had been fully absorbed into all segments of the culture. Even so, our house decorations featured a fair amount of erotic art and more often than not âmovie nightsâ would include some full-length porn flick in the VCR.
Over the years, to outside observers, we pretty much settled down and became respectable. But to those who know us well, we still share a bit of a wild and rebellious streak. We often go about the house and back yard nude. Where we live in California, the yards are very large and ours is very private. We have a large patio and swimming pool and spa. Clothing is not optional in the water, it is forbidden.
One night Becca and I had been out in the spa and had gotten horny. We were kind of all over each other and in just a few minutes I was hefting her breasts and sucking on her swollen nips. This never ceases to drive her crazy and it did the trick again tonight. In just a few minutes she was straddling my hips and impaling herself on my throbbing pole. Sheâs not very quiet when she gets going and there was a lot of splashing and thrashing going on as she fucked herself on my cock.
âJeez baby, this reminds me of the night Chet and Johnny fucked your brains out.â
âOh yeah, that was a fucking crazy night, those guys lasted for hours.â
âYeah, and so did you. Chet said he thought you were going to pull his cock off with that sucking cunt of yours.â
âI donât know, he never complained to me.â
Just then our teenaged daughter stepped into the spa next to us. âYou guys are so icko.â She said, not averting her gaze at all.
I smiled at her as my cock twitched at the sight of her neatly trimmed pussy puff and her perky titties.
âHey, you donât have to stay if you donât like it.â I said.
âI didnât say I didnât like it, just that you guys are icko.â
âYou know what they say baby,â Becca chimed in, âdonât knock it until youâve tried it.â
I leaned my head forward and licked at my wifeâs nipple as it moved up and down with her motion on my cock.
âSasha told me that her dad and brother fucked her for her birthday.â Tinley stated, matter of factly.
âDo you believe her?â I asked.
âYeah, I guess, she is such a slut.â
I grinned. âI always liked Sasha. You should invite her over for a swim sometime this summer.â
âYeah, just tell her that we donât allow swim suits and that she might have to fend of your father and brother.â
âShe would probably like that, mom.â
Just then Trevor joined us in the spa. He was in no hurry and remained standing with his semi hard cock just inches from his motherâs face.
âSon, youâd better sit down before she takes a bight of that thing.â I warned him. I noticed Beccaâs eyes, which had been closed as she enjoyed the warmth of a mini orgasm, snap open. She licked her lips and started a low growl deep in her throat, like a wild animal.
âI keep hopingâŠâ Trev said with a chuckle.
Just then, Becca moved her head and bit the side of his cock, like a dog carrying a newspaper, holding it gently but firmly in her teeth.
âYow!â he exclaimed. âI didnât think she would do it.â
Tinley was cracking up, watching the scene. I watched the water glistening on her smooth skin.
Becca reached up and took his balls in her hand. âNow what are you going to do mister big shot?â She taunted. I noticed that his cock was now fully erect.
He quickly reached down and began pinching her nipples. I felt a violent spasm go through her whole body as her cunt constricted around my cock. She let go of his cock and balls and grabbed my shoulder for support. Trev quickly dropped into the water and moved away from us.
After she came down from her orgasmic high, Becca moved so that she was sitting next to me. âThat wasnât fair at all.â She pouted.
We sat quietly, listening to the crickets and the bug zapper and the hum of the pumps. I draped my arm across Beccaâs shoulder and absently played with her hard nipple. I noticed Trev and Tinley were watching us. A half hour later Becca got up to get a round of beers and Trev went to help her.
Tinley moved over next to me. âDaddy, isnât it wrong for family members to have sex together?â
Tinley is a very pretty girl, with tan skin, auburn hair and green eyes. He had rested her hand on my thigh. I found it hard to maintain eye contact as I considered my answer. I could feel my cock stirring again.
âWell, Tin, I guess some people think itâs wrong. It is against the law in most countries. But I donât know if itâs all that wrong as long as it is consensual. I mean, sex is just an adult form of play, a step or two beyond tickling and wrestling, but really just a natural way of teasingâŠâ
âSo you donât think itâs icko that Sashaâs dad and brother fucked her?â
âNot as long as she was willing to go along with it.â
âDo you think mom thinks that same way?â
âWell, you should ask her yourself, but we have talked about incest and I know she knows a lot about it has no problem with it.â I knew that my wifeâs first sexual experience came from her dad and uncles and that her mother had fully encouraged it while they all lived in an isolated farm in Arkansas. Even now, whenever her brother visited us, she would spend a night or two in bed with him.
Tinleyâs eyes searched my face as she asked, âWhat did you think when mom bit Trevâs cock?â
âI was kind of surprised, but he was asking for it.â
She surprised me when she got up on her knees on the seat, thrusting her pert titties in my face. âWhat do you think Iâm asking for right now?â
Not needing a cattle prod to set me into motion, I quickly took one of her nipples into my mouth and began sucking, playing with the hard nub with my tongue. âI think youâre asking for trouble.â I said. My hand was just below the sweet fullness of on of her ass cheeks and I could feel the warmth of her pussy at the tip of my fingers. She was just about pulling my hair out of my head when we heard the screen door open.
Tinley quickly sat down on my lap, nearly impaling herself on my raging hard on.
âBoy!â I said. âThat took long enough.â
âAlmost long enoughâ. Tinley whispered. I put my hand on her thigh and she opened her legs a little and guided my hand to her pussy.
I noticed that Trevâs cock was still fully erect and the Beccaâs nipples were hard and pointy. She sat very close to our son.
âTinley wants to know your opinion of incest.â I stated as I turned to my wife.
She glanced at me and Tinley and Trevor. I noticed something of a smirk on Trevorâs expression as he looked at his mother. His hand was under the water but it looked like he had it resting on her leg.