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From: "Col.Brewster" <Macvsog@cris.com>

Subject: Family Orgy

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I did not write this story! ==============================================================================



by Ed Dippus aka "Fast Oeddie"


- Chapter 1 -


Part 1.


One summer Saturday, shortly after my eighteenth birthday (or
sixteenth birthday if you live anywhere else except Canada), I
returned home from a noon racquetball game to find my Mom washing
her car. I winced as I recalled I had promised to do this for her
before my game. I ran up the driveway, dropped my stuff and
started apologizing.


"Forget it," she said, "I'm kind of used to your scatterbrains.
Honestly, I don't know how you make it in college."


I picked up a sponge and started helping her. It was a hot,
muggy day and I was still dressed in the nylon shorts I had worn
to play racquetball. My t-shirt was discarded in favor of gaining
a tan. Soon sweat was glistening off my torso.


"Say," my Mom said approvingly, "Have you been working out? You
look like you've developed a mighty fine body."


I looked up at my mom, surprised that she'd mention something
like that. She was leaning across the hood, eying me
appreciatively. She was also dressed in shorts and a white dago-T.
This top gaped open, revealing the tops of her perky little
breasts. Trying not to ogle her too much, I mumbled something
about lifting at school, then went back to washing.


We finished up and I started collecting the buckets and sponges
as Mom hosed off the car. As she swished the water back and
forth, she inadvertently sprayed me. "Hey!" I shouted, "you're
getting me wet."


"Oh really," she grinned innocently,"I haven't even started."
Then she turned the hose on me.


"Hey!" I shouted again lunging for the hose. "Let's see how you
like it."


I grabbed the nozzle, but she held on tight. In the ensuing
struggle, we both got entirely soaked. Finally she regained
control and sprayed me again. I bent down and bent the hose,
restricting the water flow.


"Truce!" I called laughingly.


As we grinned at each other, I noticed that I could see her tits
through the soaked tee as clearly as if they were naked. The
sight gave me an instant hard-on.


Looking up to her face, I saw she was as mesmerized by my
shorts as I was by her shirt. I let go of the hose, and she
sprayed me full in the face, knocking me over.


"Fine," I yelled. "Clean up yourself. I'm hitting the
showers." I needed to jack off this monster before it burst. So I
rolled over and made a bee-line for the house.


In the hot shower, as I soaped my rod, my mind was filled with
my Mom's petite body and exquisite tits. I rubbed faster, nearing
my climax. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. Through the
translucent shower doors I saw the vague outline of my Mom step
into the room and close the door.


"Hurry up in there,"she said."I'm soaked."


"Tough," I said, hurriedly rinsing away the lather in my crotch.
"It's your own fault. Now you can wait your turn."


"The hell you say," she trilled. Then, to my astonishment,


I watched her form through the door as she stripped! The white
of the t-shirt went first, then she stepped out of her shorts.
All of a sudden I found myself staring at her naked outline and
wishing the shower door was clear instead of frosted. But I
didn't need to, because the next thing I knew, Mom slid the door
back and stepped into the shower with me!


"Mind if I join you?" she said. Then, looking down at my
throbbing erection, "My goodness, that's quite a hard-on you have
there, son!"



by Ed Dippus aka "Fast Oeddie"


- Chapter 1 -


Part 2.


"M-m-m-m-mmom!"I stuttered."What's going on here?"


"Oh ,come on," she said,"it's not like I've never seen you naked
before."


"But, what about you?"


"We're both adults, aren't we?" she said suggestively. As I
stared aghast at her she said "Come on, Bill. You've been ogling
me for years. It always turned me on, a little. Then, when you
got back from school looking like this. Well, I'm only human...
and very horny."


I tried one more protest.


"What about Dad?"


"He won't be back from golfing for another three hours. Besides,
somehow I don't think he'd mind. Now, how about letting me give
you a hand?" she said, stepping forward and grabbing my tool.


"Oh, this is nice," she cooed, stroking my rod "how about a
little more soap. There, that's nice and slippery, isn't it.
Mmmmmm, you're really hung aren't you, son. Jesus, you're even
bigger than your father! It's a shame I didn't latch onto this big
cock of yours sooner, honey, we could have had some wonderful
times together when your father was away. To think of all the
nights I lay awake masturbating, when you had this gorgeous big
fucker raring to go, just down the hall!"


My head whirled as Mom's tiny fist danced up and down my shaft.
Soon all my protests were forgotten as I shut my eyes and drifted
with the pleasure, my favorite jack-off fantasy finally coming
true.


"Hey, Bill," she said huskily, "Why don't you touch me, too. I
won't bite... at least, not yet."


In a daze I reached out to her breasts and soaped them up. I
wiped my hands around them, cupping, pushing, squeezing, lifting.
I thumbed her nipples and was rewarded with a long low moan.


"Oh, yes, baby. Play with my titties. Play with Mommy's
titties. Oh, yes, Bill." Her stroking of my rod continued, now
speeding up a little. But the angle with her facing me was
uncomfortable for her wrist, so she dropped to her knees and
started pumping me in earnest, fingering herself at the same time.
My knees buckled, and I felt myself starting to come.


"Yes," she urged me, "come for Mommy, come for me. Oh come on
son. Come in Mommy's face."


Groaning loudly, I obeyed, my Mom to the letter, unloading jets
of jism all over her face.


"Yes! Yes! she yelled,"I'm coming too. Oh I'm coming, Bill."


When our orgasms subsided, she sat back in the tub, water
spraying her hot flesh, and began scooping my cum into her mouth.


"Mmmm, yummy," she grinned "but I'd like to taste it fresh from
your cock, next time, hon."


Instantly my boner sprang to attention again, as if I had never
come at all. "How about now, Mom."


"Sure thing, baby," she said, "but you'll have to do something
for me, first."


"Name it," I said.


"Come here," she beckoned, "Eat Mommy's pussy."



by Ed Dippus aka "Fast Oeddie"


- Chapter 1 -


Part 3.


She sat down on the edge of the tub and spread her long tan
legs. I knelt between them, the water pelting off my back, and
applied my tongue techniques to her twat. Soon I had her legs
curled around my shoulders, her hands tugging my hair as she urged
me deeper into the place I came out of (and, with any luck, would
be cumming into before too long!).


"Oh, Billy" she moaned "you lick pussy like a pro. Make me cum,
baby. Make your horny old mom cum!"


And I did. Boy, did I. Her legs crushed my face into her
crotch. Her back arched so far I had to hold her from falling onto
the bathroom floor. Her loud moans echoed off the tiled walls.


As her orgasm subsided, she relaxed her hold on me and I was
able to resume normal breathing. (You know, someone ought to
invent a nose snorkel for dedicated pussy eaters!)


"That was the best, baby" she breathed.


By this time I was rock-hard and ready to roll.


"How about that blow-job now, Mom?" I asked her, standing so my prick was at lip-level for her.


She looked up at me with a dreamy, satisfied smile on her face.


"Sure son," she said,"but let's dry off and do it right in the
bedroom."


This was fine with me and I said so. So we lovingly towelled
each other off and headed for the king-sized bed in Mom and Dad's
bedroom.



by Ed Dippus aka "Fast Oeddie"


- Chapter 2 -


Part 1.


I hopped up onto the king-sized mattress and planted my ass in
the middle. Then I lay out, spread-eagled, with my prick jutting
up toward the ceiling. Mom stood in the doorway, eyeing me off
appreciatively.


"You know," she said, "You must have inherited that cock of
yours from my side of the family. Your dad is nowhere near that
big... but mine is."


The dreamy smile on Mom's face hinted that there was something
significant in her last comment, however she'd brought up another
subject I wanted to avoid but couldn't really forget... my father!
My cock wilted slightly as I thought of my dad finding out about
this. He'd cut my mother-fuckin' balls off!


"You mentioned earlier that Dad probably wouldn't mind about
us," I said, "are you SURE?"


Mom laughed as she sashayed toward the bed, her firm, perky tits
jiggling ever so sexily.


"I'm sure," she said, "we've had an open marriage since you kids
were little. Lately, when I intimated at more than motherly
feelings toward you, he laughed and teased me about it. Said I
couldn't wait to get my hands on your cock. He was right, of
course, but not mad. I accused him in turn of having lustful
designs on Geriann. He admitted it. We fantasized to each other
about making it with you kids. I think he'll be delighted that he
now has the excuse to finally persue your sister."


The thought of Dad fucking my sister brought me back to full
hardness again.


"I'm certain she'll go for it, Mom. She's always checking out
Dad's ass. Mine too, for that matter. But I never dreamed we'd
open up this can of worms."


Mom crawled up onto the bed between my spread legs.


"There's only one worm I'm interested in right now," she
grinned, reaching for my cock.


She curled up between my legs, her shoulder length blonde hair
brushing my thighs. It was still damp, and tickled a bit, but
suddenly I couldn't feel it anymore. I couldn't feel anything but
her hot breath on my cock. Exhaling heavily, she was bathing my
staff in hot breaths, exciting it in ways I never thought
possible. Turning it this way and that with her hand holding me at
the base, she tingled every surface. I could feel my pulse
throbbing through my cock, every nerve ending excited and aware.
By contrast, the rest of my body didn't exist, so overwhelmed was
my brain by the total sesory overload emanating from my crotch.
And she hadn't even touched it yet!


Just when I thought the feelings couldn't get more intense, Mom
flicked her tongue out and dabbed at the underside of my erection.
The breaths now alternated with tiny stabs of her tongue, one hot
and dry, the other cooler and moist. Gradually the breaths were
outnumbered by the licks. The tiny flicks became longer sweeps by
her tongue. Now she was licking all around, long, wet, slurping
licks.


"Mmmmm," she moaned, "you taste great, Son."


The rhythmic licking was actually less intense than the initial
blowing, and my mind came down a little from the clouds. But my
cock was still high! Finally, Mom pulled her head up and plunged
her lips over the head of my cock. She applied a slight bit of
suction and began a pistoning motion. At this point, I raised up
on my elbows and gazed down at the head bobbing between my thighs.
The full import of what was going on hit me right then. There was
my MOM! Giving me a BLOWJOB! Talk about a "head" job, she was
blowing my mind as well.



by Ed Dippus aka "Fast Oeddie"


- Chapter 2 -


Part 2.


As I watched, she casually brushed her hair back behind her ear,
unconsciously giving me a better view. She was really into what
she was doing, industriously pumping her head up and down. Her
lips covered and uncovered the length of my cock, which glistened
wetly from her saliva. Her cheeks were slightly hollowed from the
suction she was using. If I concentrated (and boy, was it hard to
do!) I could differentiate between the feelings made by the cheeks
and those emanating from contact with her lips or the slightly
raspy tongue.


Mom raised her eyes and noticed me watching. She looked
directly into my eyes and smiled around her mouthful of my cock.
She chuckled a bit, deep in her throat, and the vibrations sent
new thrills coursing through my rod! My eyes rolled back into my
head and I dropped back onto the bed. Noticing that effect, Mom
began humming as she blew me, creating more good vibes. I could
feel myself beginning to lose control, the first inti- mations of
a great orgasm begining to tense my muscles. Sensing my
closeness, Mom went in for the kill. Her suction increased, her
pace quicked, her hand began following her lips up my shaft,
milking my cock harder and harder. Her tongue tap-danced up and
down, urging me to cum!


Suddenly her motion changed. She placed her hands on the bed
outside my thighs and plunged her face deeper onto my cock. I
felt her nose collide with my pubic hair as she opened her throat
and took me ALL the way in. I could feel those stretched muscles
constricting the top of my cock as she pumped quickly up and down.
That was it! With several quick moans followed by a strangled cry
I bucked my hips into her face and shot load after load of cum
down my mother's hot sucking throat.


"Ummmm! Ummm! Ummmmm!" she moaned around my cock in time to my
spurts.


The feeling of her swallowing around my cock coaxed more and
more jism out of my rod. Finally, exhausted, spent, wiped out,
blown away, I collapsed back on the bed and came as close to
passing out from sheer pleasure as I ever had in my life.


After a few final licks, sucks and kisses, Mom left my now
shriveled cock to rest in peace and crawled up to snuggle her
soft, naked body against me.


"Mmmmmm! That was the biggest load I ever swallowed," she
whispered, "and did it ever taste great. I love you, baby, you
were great."


"Mom," I mumbled "You were great too. I... I really don't know
what to say."


"Shh," she said, "you rest. Later on we can talk about what
happenned. And do it again, I hope. Now, let's rest a bit."


So we slept together for a while. Later I stumbled off to my
bed to sleep off the rest of the afternoon, while Mom got dressed
and went back downstairs. The last thought I had before falling
asleep again was of my dad and my sister, Geriann. I hoped that
they could find a little bit of what Mom and I did. Then I
drifted off to dreamland, where nothing I could dream of could
top what had happened that day.



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