A few years had passed since we checked in on John and The Carters. A couple of things had changed, but the important things were mostly the same: lots of hot, nasty sex.
John was still enjoying plenty of pussy, plenty of ass, and plenty of cock thanks to both his family as well as The Club. He was also still close with his best friend Tommy, the two boys fucking and sucking each other often. John had even gotten to enjoy an orgy with Tommy and his parents, Carol and Richard Wilson, a few times.
One prominent change was that John had gotten much closer to Lily, and they were now officially boyfriend and girlfriend. That of course did not preclude them from having sex with other people, but they did spend a lot more time together in their day-to-day lives.
The other item of significance was that today was a special day. John's birthday. To be more precise, it was John's 21st birthday. A special occasion indeed, and one deserving of a very special celebration.
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John looked at himself in the bathroom mirror, admiring the purple satin panties and matching crop top he had put on. He also admired the outlined bulge of his penis within those same panties.
Turning out the light, John left the bathroom and headed down the hallway. His nose led him toward the kitchen, where he could smell something baking. As he entered, John was treated to the view of his mother's backside.
Jasmine was wearing only an apron and a pair of white, cotton panties that tightly hugged the fabulous curves of her buttocks. John felt his manhood twitch as he took in the view.
"Damn, mom." He said. "I swear your ass gets sexier every day."
Jasmine turned around with a big smile.
"Such a sweet boy!" She told her son. "Happy birthday!"
"Thanks." John replied.
They embraced in a quick hug followed by a kiss on the lips as John grabbed a handful of his mother's rear. As they broke the embrace, Jasmine looked her son over.
"Look at those panties. They look so cute on you, honey." Jasmine said.
"Thanks, mom." John replied. "They're super comfy. I think they look really nice on my butt too."
"I've always thought you had a cute little bottom." Jasmine agreed. "It was made for panties."
Jasmine smiled at her son. "And made for cock, too of course. Lots and lots of cock."
John blushed at his mother's compliment.
"Where's dad?" he asked.
"He took your sister to grab some more things for the birthday celebration." Jasmine answered. "We just wanted to make sure we had plenty of everything. The main concern was having plenty of lubricant."
Jasmine winked at her son and John felt his penis getting even more excited.
"Hey mom..." John said, taking hold of the bulge in his underwear. "How about a birthday blowjob?"
"Oh honey." Jasmine replied. "You know how much I love sucking your dick, but your cake is almost done and I don't want it to burn."
"Ok mom."
"Why don't you masturbate?" She asked. "You're more than welcome to play with yourself."
"That's ok." John said, releasing his grasp on his semi-erect cock. "I can wait until later."
"Nonsense." Jasmine protested. "If you have an erection, you should take care of that."
John looked at his mother's ass again. There was no denying that his panties were fighting against his now straining boner.
"You make a good point, mom." John admitted.
He wanted nothing more than to pull down his mother's underwear and ravage her backside. Instead, he simply lowered his own panties a few inches, freeing his throbbing penis. He held his shaft in his left hand and began to slowly stroke himself.
"Can I at least shoot it on you?" John asked.
"It's your birthday. Of course you can cum on me!" Jasmine replied, turning around and holding a bowl and spatula. She began mixing ingredients in the bowl as she stood in front of her son.
Although hidden behind the apron, John could tell his mother's ample breasts were jiggling as she worked on the mixing.
"What are you mixing?" John asked, continuing to stroke his penis.
"Well your cake is in the oven." Jasmine answered. "This is the frosting that'll go on top once the cake is ready."
"I'd be perfectly happy just eating your cake, mom." John told her, referring to giving her a rimjob.
Jasmine smiled. "I bet. I know how much you enjoy licking my ass. Or anyone's ass, really."
"That's true." John admitted, stroking a tad faster now. "I love the taste of a warm butthole."
"I know, sweetie." Jasmine said, continuing to mix up the frosting. "Speaking of tasty warm buttholes... do you think you'll see Lily later? Or maybe Tommy?"
"I don't know yet. Just depends how the day goes." John replied.
"I thought it was really sweet that you wanted to celebrate just with immediate family."
"It's a big birthday." John said. "I just kind of figured it would be nice to spend some quality time with you and dad. And Chanel too, of course."
Jasmine smiled at her son as he continued to play with himself.
"Can you turn around mom?" John asked. "I'm close and I want to shoot it on your ass."
"I have an idea." Jasmine said. "Why don't you cum in this bowl? Then I can mix it into the cake frosting. And I can ask your father to donate a load as well."
The idea of sperm being mixed into the cake frosting excited John. He took a step toward his mother, holding the shaft of his cock.
"That sounds hot, mom."
Jasmine lowered the bowl and held it in front of her son's waist. John aimed his penis and began stroking vigorously, closing his eyes as he ejaculated several spurts of semen into the mixing bowl. After he was done, John wiped the tip of his manhood on the edge of the bowl and pulled his panties back up.
"That was a wonderful amount of cum, sweetheart." Jasmine told him, beginning to mix the sperm into the icing. "I bet your father will he happy to contribute as well."
"I hope so." John said. "Hopefully he saves some for me, too."
"I guarantee you he'll fuck that cute little rear of yours, baby."
Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of the oven beeping. Jasmine set the bowl on the counter and put on some oven mitts. John once again fixed his gaze on her perfect buns as she walked to the oven. Opening the door, she bent over and pulled out the cake, setting it on the nearby stovetop. John kept her superb buttocks in view the entire time.
"And I'll get to fuck that sweet ass of yours, too." John suggested. "Right, mom?"
"Yes, honey." Jasmine told him, taking off the oven mitts and setting them aside. She then turned back around to face him. "There will be plenty of opportunities for you to put that cock inside of me and your sister. I promise."
The promise of anal sex pleased John. Before he could say anything more, Steve and Chanel entered the kitchen, setting a few bags down on the kitchen table.
"There's the birthday boy!" Steve said.
"Sweet panties, little bro." Chanel added.
Steve embraced his wife, kissing her and grabbing her ass with both hands. Chanel gave her brother a kiss on the cheek.
"Sorry we're a little late." Steve told them. "Chanel wanted to stop by the video booths for some glory hole action."
"Did you get some cock?" John asked.
"Hell yeah!" Chanel answered enthusiastically. "Sucked off two random dudes and then dad said we had to get back home."
"That's wonderful news, sweetheart!" Jasmine exclaimed. "I'm sure those men were very happy to have you service their penis."
"Can I show John the prizes you bought us, daddy?" Chanel asked.
"Sure, honey."
"Come to my room, bro." Chanel said as she grabbed one of the bags from the table.
"Okay." John told her. "Dad, mom needs your help with something."
"What might that be?" Steve asked.
"John masturbated a few minutes ago and blew his load into the frosting for his cake." Jasmine explained. "We were hoping you might contribute to the frosting as well."
"My pleasure!" Steve said, unzipping his pants.
As John's father prepared to add to the frosting mixture, John followed his sister to her room. By the time they got there, Chanel had stripped down to her underwear. John sat on her bed as she turned from him, bending over and pulling her panties down. John delighted in the brief glimpse he got of the puckered hole between her buns. Chanel turned back around and tossed the underwear to her brother.
"Definitely needed to change undies." She said with a giggle.
John clutched his sister's discarded underwear, noting the damp crotch, and held them to his face. He took a long, slow inhale through his nose, breathing in the fragrance of Chanel's special bits.
"Damn." John said. "You must have been crazy horny, sis."
"Duh!" Chanel replied. "I was sucking dick. You know I get turned on when I've got a cock in my mouth."
John nodded in agreement. Chanel reached into the bag and pulled out two identical toys, handing them to her brother. John looked at the packaging, and realized that the toys were five-inch, beaded butt plugs.
"Cool!" John said.
"I know." Chanel added. "And I know we've both had much bigger and longer things in our asshole, but dad thought it would be a fun sexual appetizer to start the birthday celebration."
John began to open the toys while Chanel grabbed a bottle of lube from her drawer. John set the toys down and stood up next to his naked sister.
"Should we lube ourselves or each other?" she asked.
John smiled. "Definitely each other."
John once more lowered his panties slightly. He and his sister each took a turn squirting some lube on their fingertip and starting to slowly rub it into each other's anus. They then smiled at each other as they slid their finger into each other's rectum.
"It's been a crazy few years, huh?" Chanel asked. "If someone told you on your 18th birthday that we'd be here, with our fingers up each other's ass... would you have believed them?"
"Hell no." John answered. "But I would've hoped they were serious. I really like sticking things in your butt."
"Awww." Chanel replied. "I like sticking things in your butt too, little brother."
Once they were sufficiently lubricated, they took turns inserting one of the new toys into each other's rear. With the plug in place, John pulled his underwear back up. The feeling of an object being stuffed up his backside had his manhood tingling with excitement.
"Okay." Chanel said. "Which panties should I wear now?"
John walked over to his sister's panty drawer, pulling it open. There were so many varieties of colors, cuts, and materials. He inspected several options before finally making a decision: a hot pink thong.
"How about this?"
"Sounds good to me." Chanel said, taking the thong and putting it on. "Bra or no bra?"
"Definitely keep your tits out." John suggested.
Chanel smiled again, giving her pert but lovely 34C breasts a squeeze. She then turned and walked out of the room, John following behind and watching his sister's buns swaying majestically.
