We were two families of two intermarried brothers and sisters, now, thanks to our late uncle's wealth, living in two purpose-built houses within the walls of an old Manor Estate. Incest had been bred into us already and now, with three parents and four children all over 18, we found many, many outlets for our entertainment, our lust and our general sexual appetites.
We were myself Chris, 22 and my sister Debbie just 18; our parents Tony and Sandra, both in their mid 40s and our Dad's sister Aunt Betty who was 44, along with her two children Paul 20 and his sister Tina who was 19. It was Betty's late husband who had made millions in the city before losing his life in a car crash who had empowered our small enclave to thrive and now it was up to us to continue with the delightfully interwoven family life.
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All the excitement of Debbie's birthday was now weeks behind us and since then she'd enjoyed time in bed with both Dad and me as well as Mum and now Debs had settled down to become a very willing addition to our fun and games. She was already so enthusiastic that Mum even complained about having to share us two men with her even though Mum never slept alone.
Debs had most definitely taken to her Dad's nice big cock to the point where Dad had to ration her somewhat but in truth it was the newness of being fucked that Debbie was enjoying most and she admitted to me that it was the sexual thrill of committing incest with her father that excited her rather than his substantial cock. Mind you, she wasn't slow in wanting my penis either, despite Dad's being that bit bigger.
"I just love that feeling of being kind of stretched inside – I mean, I know a cock's designed to go up inside me but it's such an amazing sensation," she enthused as we sat having a quiet moment or two, "I kind of can't describe it...I can feel it in my mind but to put it into words is different."
"Perhaps I'll refresh your memory later on then," I suggested as I stroked her thigh, "Assuming that you want me to."
She turned and kissed me firmly, her warm moist lips deliciously sexy, her firm breast pressing hard against my arm.
"As if I'd stop you!" she sighed, "You'd better make sure you do refresh my memory – a lot!"
The same type of conversation continued most times we met because to her, incest was the best thing ever to fill her world.
"Not every daughter gets to be fucked by her Dad," she said to me one night as we writhed and squirmed on her bed, my penis deeply embedded inside her, "Then again, I doubt that all that many brothers and sisters fuck either."
"Don't know about that," I grunted as I picked up the pace, "Who cares anyway, just enjoy it! Oohhhh fuck, ahhh, here comes another load!"
The next couple of minutes dissolved into a crescendo of grunts, gasps, cries and the slapping of flesh as our bodies slammed together as we both climaxed once more.
"Ohhh damn, you're good," she panted, "Bloody hell Chris; I think you get better every time!"
"No, it's you," I added as I bent down and softly kissed her hot sweet lips, "You're learning more and more – you're going to be an insatiable little minx!"
"Aren't I already?" she sniggered, her lovely hot vagina sucking and squeezing me eagerly, "And speaking of that, do you think you'll be able to do that again, please Chris? Soon that is, not right now."
"Expect so since that was only our second time tonight," I said as our hot slippery bodies moved slowly together in the afterglow of a good fuck, "Should be good for one more round!"
I felt Debbie's vagina tighten around my cock again as I spoke, a sure sign that she was a happy bunny but her words almost deflated me.
"Don't worry if you can't," she said as her pussy continued to stroke my re-hardening cock, "'Cos If you can't then I'll go and see if Dad's got any left!"
Thank heavens that I was able to rise to the occasion again – I hate to leave any job unfinished!
That was a few days ago but today was not to do with sex or Dad but was to do with Debbie and the award ceremony for her efforts and those of her friends at reducing the amount of litter around town and now with our morning fun behind us we were on our way to the town hall.
There, along with several hundred business men and women and a smattering of members of the public we'd listened to some impassioned speeches, most of which were boring but none of which were fortunately too long and then we gathered with the rest of our clan until Debbie was released from the ceremonial happenings.
All seven of us from both sides of the family were there and we soon formed a milling happy crowd as we embraced and kissed as we usually did when we met. We hadn't seen much of Aunt Betty or her offspring for a couple of weeks or so as they'd been away, Paul and Tina enjoying a break while Betty attended a residential course to learn all about massage and something to do with 'sexual healing' whatever that was but they were back now and busily asking Debbie how she was settling in to being part of the incestual mix. Judging from her comments she was obviously enjoying her new status and most definitely sounded as if she was hoping to expand her experiences. Mind you, she'd already tried all the family cocks more than once by now and although I was curious to know what other experiences she intended to explore, my ruminations were interrupted by our chattering.
After a somewhat prolonged and loving yet limited gossipy greeting it was agreed that we'd head back home without delay and then we'd all go to Betty's place so that she could update us with her newly acquired knowledge.
Betty was a great one for starting up new projects, enjoying her financial ability to dabble in new experiences and learnings and somehow they always seemed to have something to do with sex, even if only vaguely. She'd already done a live-art course and had made us pose nude for each tableau...a project that had soon turned into a fuck-fest, as did a course on mind control during which we quickly proved that she had no control over our minds! The only project that didn't really work was a nude cookery experience because the orgy that it inspired was quickly cut short when Betty accidentally pressed her bare arse against a hot pan and Dad splashed some hot soup on his foot. It didn't stop the rest of us from continuing our sexual romp up in the bedrooms though.
Sure, sex never seemed to be intended to take over her courses but somehow it always reared its head although no-one, not even Betty, complained!
This time Betty had already bought a massage table and now wanted to show us what she'd learned so an hour or so later we were home again and walked the few hundred yards across the Estate grounds to her house, a lot less formally dressed than we had been in town. It was warm summer now so everyone was in shorts and assorted loose-fitting tops, both for comfort and easy access. It was very obvious that neither Mum nor Debbie wore a bra and I was thoroughly distracted as I watched their lovely breasts jiggling and swaying, Mum's generous nipples adding to the display.
Paul was at the door to welcome us and it was clear that Mum found him to be something of an inspiration judging from their warmth together but then again, Mum always liked young men! Dad wasn't exactly holding back either as he and his sister embraced – and when Tina almost flung herself into my arms I felt like taking her up to a bedroom on the spot! She may only have been nineteen but she, like my sister, was very outgoing, flirty and extremely sexy – but then none of us were exactly shy and by the time we'd settled in their lounge I was feeling not a little aroused.
Paul, managing to display a very grown-up appearance, then acted as host as he distributed drinks all round while Betty set up her demonstration. She really was acting the part and now wore a short white wrap-around outfit and seemingly not a lot more, that showed off her figure perfectly especially when, as the sunlight streamed through the windows, the clear outline of her curves was visible to us. My own guess was that it was all as planned – no way was Betty a prude and obviously intended her demonstration to enhance her sexual attributes, abilities and activity.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" she started, her voice soft yet commanding, "If there are any gentlemen present, that is!"
Dad raised his hand and waved, but Betty waved him away.
"I said gentlemen, not sex-mad monsters!" she laughed, "Hey Paul – I know you're a gentleman, aren't you?"
"I try to be," he murmured demurely at which his mother strode over to him and held out her hands.
"Come on then," she said as she dragged him towards the table, "You come and be my first subject!"
Paul, her son, was not entirely eager to be the centrepiece of the action but it was immediately obvious that while his mind might not be wanting stardom, his cock was still willing. The outline of his semi-erection was clearly visible already and when she turned him around and beckoned him to take his clothes off, all was revealed and it quickly became the heart of our attention as his penis rapidly filled and rose up.
