***All characters depicted herein are of age, 18 years old at least, and all activity portrayed is consensual***
One evening, everything was as it usually was; the family all together in the living room: the father, George, 45, watching the TV, the mother, Lucy, 41, next to her husband on the two-seater sofa working on her laptop, the daughter, Frankie, 19, curled up on the other two-seater sofa scrolling social media on her smartphone, and the son, Craig, 18, slumped next to his sister idly looking in the direction of the TV. Together, but completely separate from each other.
The living room was bathed in a mash of warm white and cool blue lights from the various devices and bulbs in the room, with the two sofas forming two sides of a square across from the TV in the opposite corner, and bare, carpeted floor between everything. Lights flickered as usual from the TV picture, but then everything suddenly went dark with the exception of the bloom of light from the laptop and phone screens. Scoffing, Frankie says aloud annoyedly, "Ugh, there's a town-wide power outage. Everyone is talking about it."
Lucy clasps closed her laptop and sets it down, and says to Frankie, "Right, phone down. Now!"
The daughter replies, "Aww, but why? It's not like my phone is affected by the outage."
The mother clarifies, "Well, I'm thinking we can make something of this time we have. A little group activity, perhaps?"
Frankie's heart races and her face flushes in anticipation of this activity her mother is proposing, and asks, "What? wh... wha-what did you have in mind?"
With a coy glance around at everybody, Lucy explains, "Your father and I have noticed some things going on that we wanted to address but didn't know how without upsetting the apple cart and making things awkward. We, well certainly, I, have noticed the two of you checking each other out when the other isn't looking, and checking me out too. Both of you! When we're getting ready or showering. And, don't think I haven't noticed what you've been looking at online, although you certainly do clean your browser histories."
Frankie and Craig suddenly sit bolt upright, wide-eyed, faces flushed and hearts racing, not knowing where to look nor what to do with themselves. Lucy goes on to say, "Now, your father and I have discussed this, and, I think this is the perfect opportunity. Maybe the only one. You both can do whatever you like with us. Anything."
"Anything?," asks Frankie.
Lucy confirms, "Anything," and proceeds to take her shirt off and unclasp her bra, discarding them aside whilst her awkward adolescents watch with mouths agape at the playfulness of their mother. Almost straight out of the online porn vids they definitely do not watch.
Frankie can't contain herself and calls out, "Oh, Mommy!," and crosses the room to embrace her mother and collapse onto her into a deep, passionate kiss on the mouth, sucking and writhing on each other as they finally feel what they've fantasied about for so long.
George, saying nothing because of the annoyance of missing his favourite TV programs and also just general tiredness from work, slips off his trousers and boxer briefs, discards them, then takes off his shirt and piles that on the heap too. Watching the hot display in the dim dark next to him, his penis starts to fill and grow, twitching with every pump of blood from his excited heart.
From across the room, Craig notices his father's arousal, and diverts his gaze from staring at his sister kissing his mother and looks longingly at his father's cock, almost drooling as his mouth waters. George sits back on the sofa comfortably, almost presenting his cock to his son, offering it without saying a word.
Craig gives in to his craving and darts across the floor on his knees to his dad's cock, and he grips it with one hand and puts the head of it into his mouth, slicking it with saliva as he rotates his lips tightly around the head as he holds the shaft steady, feeling some saliva trickle over his thumb.
Frankie turns to notice what is happening next to her, and giggles as she says, "I knew you loved cock. I've seen the way you look at the boys at college."
Craig annoyedly replies, "Shut up!," and resumes caressing his father's cock.
Getting hotter, Frankie slides down her mother and unbuttons her trousers and slides them off, and Lucy also helps slip her panties off too, exposing herself for her daughter. Frankie, now having the giggles, looks playfully at her mother's bare pussy, glistening with wetness even in the dim dark of the drawing night, and the daughter strips herself off as fast as she can, desperate to indulge in her deepest desire.
Lucy wriggles herself into a more comfortable position on the sofa and to also allow greater access to between her legs for her eager daughter, who, now fully naked, dives at the crotch with her mouth and licks up the labia to the clitoris and sucks and licks like her life depended on it. Saliva soon was coating between Frankie's tongue and Lucy's pussy, creating sensual sensations forcing Lucy to buck her hips with pleasure in a way her husband normally makes her feel.
Lucy wonders to herself if her daughter had done this with anyone before, but she didn't like to pry about this stuff with her because she wanted to be the cool mom who didn't want to embarrass her daughter. Whether Frankie had done this before didn't matter though, because Lucy was loving the feeling, breathing heavily and gripping the sofa leather as she cums hard. Frankie notices and probes her mother's pussy to pick out some sticky cum and lick it off her fingers, saying, "Mmm, Mommy tastes good."
