Disclaimer: All characters are 18 or older
Content Warnings: Incest, Impossible anatomy, Huge cock, Excessive cum, Ridiculous breasts, Cervical penetration
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Chapter 4: The Triplets, Part 1
John pulled his hips back, drawing a weak moan from the barely-conscious Aunt Christina as his flared, fist-sized head tugged at the entrance to her womb, the wall of muscle reluctant to release the fearsome tool. Her walls gripped so tight his movements dragged her upraised hips back a few inches before the pull became too much and the fat knob pulled free. He kept pulling, and pulling, and pulling, drawing inch after inch after inch of thick, glistening, steel-hard cock from his aunt's depths. He could feel all four of his cousins staring in awe and hunger as he unsheathed his mighty weapon, and as the gleaming crown pulled free with soft, wet pop, his aunt's overstuffed pussy twitched, a stream of white-hot cream pouring out of her like a faucet. His member sprang up once it was free, slapping against his rippling abs once before it settled into place, thrusting proudly from his hips, almost a half-yard of cum-and-nectar slick, pussy-wrecking, never-softening, toe-curling studly incestuous COCK, throbbing angrily in midair, its gleaming crown swollen red like a mouth-wateringly ripe apple.
There was a soft, strangled whimper from the doorway, and John glanced up to see Dani still standing there in her fluffy pink PJs, his 'baby' cousin biting her lower lip as she stared at his muscular body and monstrous, cum-coated cock, her cheeks red. When his gaze fell upon her, she swiftly ripped her eyes away, pretending she hadn't just been staring, turning to her sisters. "Just... remember, you owe me!" She reminded pointing accusatively, before slinking off to the side, disappearing behind the doorframe. John arched an eyebrow, curiously. What did she mean?
"Fuck... she didn't last long, did she?" Abby muttered, suddenly kneeling at the edge of the bed, examining her mother's fucked-silly expression curiously. John blinked with surprise, he hadn't seen her move.
"Can you blame her?" Betty purred. John jumped, feeling a slender hand suddenly and unexpectedly wrap around the base of his monstrous shaft (or, at least, as much of its girth as it could), a graceful arm coiled around his hip, basketball-sized breasts pressing into his back through the lacy cups of her lingerie.
"Good thing we're here to help take care of this big, bad cock, or she'd be getting totally destroyed..." Cherry added with a purr as she lolled out her tongue to lick John's monolithic member near the root. John jolted again, his head whipping down to look between his legs. How had she gotten that close without him noticing? He could only watch as she delivered a long, slow lick to her cousin's monolithic member, running from the root to the tip along his bulging cum-tube, gathering up the pearly mix of his own steaming cum and her mom's sweet pussy juice on her tongue, that single lick covering her taste buds in more cum than a normal man could produce in an entire load.
John closed his eyes for a moment, drawing in a deep breath. The ABCs were always too much to handle when they worked together, he often found himself getting led around by the dick by the sexy redheaded triplets. If he didn't take control, they'd set the pace again, and as much as he enjoyed being their plaything from time to time, today was not one of those days. As Cherry rolled his cum around on her tongue, savoring the thick, salty, manly taste of his ball-batter, he reached down, grabbing her upper arm in one hand and hauling her up onto her knees suddenly, making her gasp at the sudden aggressiveness. John grinned, wickedly, his face just inches from hers as he delivered a loud smack to her rounded ass, his fingers sinking deep into the juicy backside she inherited from her bootylicious mother. "If you're so eager to 'take care' of it, we might as well get started." He growled, arms suddenly flexing, lifting her off the bed and pulling her soft, pale-skinned curves against his muscular, bronze-tanned chest, his titanic cum-covered cock pressing against her stomach, reaching all the way to the bottom slopes of her spectacular, basketball-sized freckled breasts, illustrating just how deep he would soon be going.
Carrying his cousin like she weighed nothing, John stood, pulling out of Betty's grasp and stepping off the bed. He thought, for a moment, that he caught a glimpse of pink and copper in the doorframe as he moved, but he didn't let it distract him. He turned around, setting Cherry's juicy ass down on the edge of the mattress, laying her back and taking his place between her spread thighs. He loomed over her like a monument of masculinity, his towering cock resting against her hot, needy slit, her wetness soaking through her lacy lingerie. He drew his hips back, sawing his fearsome length over her soaked panties, drawing a whimper from her lips, until his fat, fist-sized head was poised at her entrance, the only thing separating them the lacy red material of her lingerie.
"Oooh... Lucky..." Abby cooed with envy as she crawled up to her identical sister, getting the best view possible of the impending fuck.
"Why does she get to go first? It's not fair~" Betty whined with a pout as she moved up, opposite Abby, her hands descending on Cherry's curvaceous form, caressing her pale, freckle-dusted skin teasingly.