Carla Miller woke up groggily and turned over to find the other side of the bed empty. She got up and stretched to wake herself up which caused her short nightie to lift up partly exposing her pert bum. She heard a sound from downstairs and hoped it was her husband, Mark, getting breakfast ready.
She walked downstairs and entered the kitchen. There was a pan on the stove and eggs in a bowl, but the stove was off and the eggs, unattended. Her daughter, Annie, was bent over the table wearing just an apron, behind her stood her husband Mark, thrusting his cock vigorously into his daughters eighteen year old pussy.
Her daughter noticed her first.
"Oh mom," she said breathily between thrusts, "You're up. I was making breakfast but-"
She let out a moan of pleasure. "Dad came downstairs and I had to-"
She cut off again as she shuddered to an orgasm around her fathers penis.
Carla smiled, and walked over to the table, "That's ok sweetheart," she said, brushing a strand of blonde hair out of her daughters face, "I'll take care of breakfast, you be a good girl and take care of daddy."
She bent down and kissed her daughter, her tongue snaking into her daughter's mouth, enjoying the feeling of her daughters tongue caressing her own.. After kissing for some time she reluctantly pulled away and began to make breakfast to the rhythmic sounds of flesh against flesh and grunts of moans of incestuous rutting.
She finished making the breakfast just as her husband finally came, grunting as he filled up his daughters young cunt with his cum. He slumped over slightly kissing the back of his daughter's neck.
"Thanks sweetheart," he said panting slightly.
"You're welcome daddy," she said smiling.
Carla set some their plates of breakfast in front of them and sat down to eat hers.
"Do either of you know where Jimmy is?" she asked the two lovers.
"He wasn't in bed with you?" asked Mark, pulling his softening cock out of his daughters quim.
"I saw him go out for a run in the morning," Annie said, getting up off the table, she took her plate of breakfast and put it on the floor, before squatting down over it. She strained slightly and her father's cum slowly leaked out of her and landed on her scrambled eggs. Getting up she took a spoonful of egg and daddycum and spooned it into her mouth.
"Mmm.." she said, closing her eyes, "you're so tasty daddy."
Her mother laughed, "My daughter is such a little cumslut"
Annie nodded, and then sat on her fathers lap, enjoying the feeling of his soft cock on her ass, "But only for one man."
Her father put am affectionate arm around her waist and a kiss on her cheek.
"Daddy's little girl", he said lovingly.
As they were finishing their meal, the son of the family, James (Jimmy to his mom) walked in, he was drenched in sweat from his morning run.
"Morning guys," he said getting himself a glass of water.
Carla admired her sons body glistening in sweat. He had always been athletic but since turning eighteen he had seemed to step a level and his body while still lean rippled in muscle. Carla's eyes were drawn down to his running shorts, where she could make out the outline of his cock in his pants, and felt a stirring in her nethers.
James having finished his water, put the glass down and said "I think I'm going to head for a shower."
He winked at his mother and left the kitchen. Carla stared in the direction he had left, feeling a growing desire and wetness in her pussy at the thought of her son in the shower.
She turned back to her husband and daughter, who were looking at her with knowing smirks on their faces. Despite herself, Carla felt herself blush. She could feel wetness slip past her pussy lips and knew that when she got up she was going to be leaving a wet stain on the chair, but then, that was not unusual in this house.
She got up hurriedly and put her plate in the sink before rushing upstairs.
Carla rushed upstairs to the bathroom, she could hear the shower running within. The door as expected was slightly ajar and she pushed it open and stepped in. Her son was under the shower, and turned to her with a smile.