Keeping It Up With The Joneses

Welcome to a brand new spanking and wanking series! Based on a couple comments and emails I've received, I started work on this new series, with a new cast of characters. Hope you enjoy.

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Disclaimer: Due to an apparent inability to read or comprehend for some of you, this story has massive tits. massive cocks and loads of filthy language, hardcore sex and incest. You have been warned.

Yet some mentally disabled reader will still complain about in some anonymous comment. I don't really care.

Thank you for reading to all the rest of you and welcome to this new naughty series.

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39-year-old Candace Jones hummed in the kitchen of her home in Nashville, Tennessee on Monday morning. It was summer vacation and the beautiful 5'5 and 128 pound blonde frying some bacon.

The morning sun shone brightly through the windows, filling the room with light. As she dropped the sizzling meat onto a plate, she heard some heavy thumps descending the stairs.

She turned and smiled as her pride and joy, Damien Jr., her oldest child, who was 19. He smiled at her sleepily as he ran his fingers through his curly hair.

"Morning Mom," he said.

"Morning honey," she greeted him affectionately as he entered the kitchen. The aroma of coffee mingled with the sizzling bacon, creating a warm, welcoming atmosphere. DJ stretched his muscular frame, the fabric of his pajama bottoms straining slightly against his morning wood.

"Looks like someone's already excited for breakfast," she quipped, eyeing his bulge with a knowing smirk. She set the plate of bacon on the counter and sailed over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. He grinned, leaning down to kiss her, his hands instinctively reaching up to cup her massive 32H breasts.

"I'm always excited when I wake up to you, Mom," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. Their kiss grew deeper, more urgent, as they both felt the familiar spark ignite between them. Their bodies melded together, the fabric of their clothing the only barrier to the heat they shared.

Candace stepped back, her eyes smoldering. "Why don't we make it a little more... interesting this morning?" she suggested.

She pulled her silk robe open, revealing her naked body. Her full, creamy breasts spilled out, the pink of her nipples tightening in anticipation. She reached for the button of his pajama bottoms, her eyes never leaving his.

With a knowing smile, she guided him to the kitchen island, pushing him onto the cold marble surface. He watched, breath hitching, as she slithered out of her robe, letting it pool around her feet. The sun painted her skin with a golden glow, highlighting the curves of her big juicy ass and her shaven mound. She stepped closer, her bare feet making soft slaps against the cool tiles.

"Damn, Mom" DJ said, his voice strained with arousal as he took in the sight of her. "You're so fucking hot..."

"I can be even hotter," she whispered, sliding her hand down his chest, her fingernails scraping lightly against his skin. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of his pajamas and pulled them down, revealing his thick, pulsing member.

It sprang free, and she licked her lips, feeling the heat emanating from it. "It's just you and me this morning. Let's make the best of it."

His eyes darkened with lust as he watched his mother's hand wrap around his cock, her strokes firm and confident. She leaned in and kissed the tip, her tongue darting out to taste the bead of precum that had formed. He groaned, his hips jerking upward in response.

"You taste so good," she said, her voice a throaty purr. "I've been thinking about this all night."

Candace climbed onto the counter, her legs parting to straddle him. She was already wet, the scent of her desire thick in the air. She guided him to her entrance, her pussy quivering with need.

He pushed inside her slowly, savoring the feel of her tight warmth enveloping him. They both moaned, lost in the moment, as he began to move.

The sound of their skin slapping against each other filled the room, punctuated by the sizzle of the bacon in the pan. She braced herself against the counter, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. He watched them, mesmerized, before leaning in to take one in his mouth, his teeth grazing her sensitive nipple.

The smell of breakfast mixed with their musk, the counter now sticky with their combined juices. As they fucked, she moaned softly into his ear, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Her orgasm built slowly, like a crescendo of pleasure, tightening her muscles around his cock. "Oh, baby," she moaned, "I'm going to cum."

He responded by picking up the pace, his strokes deeper, more demanding. She threw her head back, her long blonde hair cascading down her back. He could feel her tightening around him, her body preparing for release.

With a final grunt, he filled her, his warm seed spilling into her welcoming depths. They clung to each other, panting and trembling, their hearts racing in unison. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

When they finally pulled apart, she wiped the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand and looked down at him with a satisfied smile.

"Now that's a breakfast worth waking up for," she said, her voice a sultry drawl.

DJ chuckled, his cock still semi-hard. "I couldn't agree more."

The bacon was now forgotten, cold and congealing on the plate, as they moved to the living room, their appetites for each other not yet sated. The scent of their lovemaking lingered, mingling with the faint aroma of their morning coffee. DJ's strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back against his chest.

"Mom," he whispered into her ear, his breath hot against her neck, "I can't get enough of you." His hands slid down to cup her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. She leaned back into him, a shiver of pleasure running down her spine.

"I know, baby," she sighed, her voice a seductive purr. "But you have to get ready for your first day of college soon."

He rolled his eyes. He was going to Vanderbilt, less than 40 minutes from the house. He would commute, never too far to engage in his family's sordid love affairs.

"Like that makes any fucking difference," he chuckled.

Candace feigned shock. "Language!" she gasped, tapping his nose.

"Oh you used far worse language last night when you were about to break my bed through the floor," he laughed.

She giggled and kissed him deeply, their tongues dancing together as he reached for her breasts again. He knew that soon, he'd have to share her with the rest of the family, but for now, she was all his.

Candace pulled him closer, her legs wrapping around his waist. She felt his cock, now fully hard, pressing against her thigh and she knew exactly what he needed.

She reached down and guided him back inside her, gasping as he filled her completely. His hands gripped her ass tightly as he began to thrust, his movements strong and sure.

The kitchen was forgotten now, the only sounds in the house the slap of their flesh and their mingled gasps of pleasure. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her nails digging into his skin as he picked up speed. The cold marble of the countertop was a stark contrast to the heat building between her legs.

"Oh, baby," she moaned, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. "You're going to make me cum again."

He chuckled darkly, his teeth grazing her earlobe. "That's the plan, Mom," he said, his voice low and gruff.

He shifted her slightly, pushing deeper into her with each stroke. The angle was perfect, hitting her g-spot with precision. She threw her head back, her long hair cascading down her back as she gave in to the sensations. He watched her face, the way her cheeks flushed and her eyes rolled back, and he knew he was in control.

Her pussy tightened around him, the walls pulsing as she reached the peak of her climax. She bit her lip to keep from screaming, her body convulsing in his arms. He followed quickly behind, his cock spasming as he released inside her once more.

They stood there, panting and trembling, their hearts racing in time with each other's. The kitchen was a mess, but neither of them cared.

As they finally pulled apart, she leaned against him, her legs feeling like jelly. "You'd better get ready," she said, her voice still breathy. "You don't want to be late for your first day."

He nodded, kissing her forehead before stepping away. They both knew that this was only the beginning, the appetizer to a full day of depravity that awaited them.

As he disappeared up the stairs to shower and get dressed, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement. She had the whole day to herself, a rare treat in the Jones household. But she had plans of her own, plans that would keep her busy and satisfied until her husband, Damian Sr., came home to claim his share of the fun.

The scent of their lovemaking lingered in the air as she turned back to the stove, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

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Meanwhile, at Griffin High, the twins, Alex and Alexis, were navigating their final year as seniors. Despite sharing nearly the same last name and an uncanny resemblance, the siblings had different schedules and social circles.

Alex, the math whiz was a quiet and introspective young man, often lost in his thoughts and equations. Alexis, on the other hand, was the bubbly and vivacious cheerleader, known for her 34F tits and insatiable appetite for sex.

The school hallways were already buzzing with the chatter of students as the first bell of the day rang. Alexis, known around school as the nympho cheerleader with the unforgettable green eyes and an ass that always drew stares, sashayed down the corridor.

Her tight skirt hugged the curves of her ample bottom, drawing the eyes of every student and teacher she passed. Despite her reputation, she walked with an air of innocence, a smug smile playing on her lips as she thought about her morning escapade with her brother.

Alex, however, blended into the crowd, his 5'6 frame and glasses giving him a scholarly look that made him seem untouchable. His mind was racing with calculus problems, but he couldn't shake the feeling of his sister's warm, wet mouth around his morning wood earlier that day.

It was a secret they'd been sharing for months, since they'd turned 18, (don't you people start with me) a bond that had only grown stronger with time. In the locker room, the football team was already gathered, their laughter and taunts echoing off the metal lockers. Alexis strutted in, her breasts bouncing with each step, and the room grew eerily quiet.

"Hey boys," she said seductively. She knew her entrance was dramatic, but she also knew that was exactly what they liked about her. "What's everyone up to?"

The football players turned to her, their eyes hungrily devouring her every move. The captain of the team, Brad McAllister, a towering brute with a buzzcut and a cocky smile, stepped forward. "Not much, Lex," he said, flexing his muscular arms. "Just waiting for Coach to show up."

Alexis winked at him, her heart racing at the thought of what she had planned. She'd always had a thing for the jocks, and Brad was at the top of her list. She knew he'd been eyeing her for a while, and she was eager to give him a taste of what she could offer.

"Well," she began, her voice dropping to a whisper, "since you're all just waiting around, maybe I can entertain you." She reached behind her and began to untie her cheerleading bow, letting it fall to the floor. The players' eyes widened as she shimmied out of her skirt, revealing a skimpy thong that barely contained her voluptuous ass.

"What do you think, Brad?" she asked, her voice dripping with innuendo. "Would you like to see a little show?"

Brad's eyes never left her as he nodded, his jaw tightening with desire. "I think we'd all like that," he murmured.

The locker room grew hot with anticipation as she turned and bent over, her back arched to show off her perfect ass. The jocks gathered closer, their cocks straining against their shorts. Alexis had them all under her spell, and she reveled in the power she wielded.

"Good boy," she said, her voice a sultry purr. She reached back and slipped her thong off, bending down to give them a full view of her glistening pussy. "Now, who's going to help me get started?"

The room was silent except for the sound of heavy breathing. Then, one by one, the players began to strip. Brad was the first, his 10-inch cock standing proud and erect. Behind him, Jake "The Snake" Simmons, a lean and quick running back, revealed his 8-inch snake. Then came Marcus "The Tank" Taylor, a lineman with a 9-inch monster between his legs that made the other guys jealous.

They formed a semi-circle around her, their dicks at attention, as she spread her legs wide and began to finger herself, her moans echoing off the metal lockers. "Someone's going to have to fill me up," she said, her eyes locked on Brad's.

With a growl, Brad stepped forward and claimed her mouth in a bruising kiss. She melted into him, her hand reaching down to stroke his cock, feeling it pulse in her grip. The other players watched, their own hands moving to their shafts as they stroked themselves in time with the show in front of them.

Alexis felt a thrill run through her as she broke the kiss, turning to face the others. "But I'm a greedy girl," she said with a smile. "I think I need more than one cock to keep me satisfied."

The tension in the room was palpable as she took Jake's cock in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. Marcus stepped up behind her, pushing into her pussy with one smooth stroke. She gasped, the feeling of fullness overwhelming her as she worked Jake's cock deeper into her throat.

The sound of metal lockers slammed shut as the other players hastily discarded their clothes. Alexis felt a thrill of power as she took in the sight of their naked, muscular bodies. Each one was a work of art, sculpted by hours of sweat and toil on the football field. There was Chad "The Hammer" Hamilton, the burly linebacker with the thick cock that always made her scream; Tyler "T-Rex" Smith, whose massive dick was as terrifying as his tackles on the field; and Danny "The Bulldozer" Green, a name that suited both his playing style and his aggressive style.

The twins, Ethan and Elijah "Double Trouble" James, whose matching 8-inch dicks were as notorious as their mischievous smiles, couldn't resist the allure of the voluptuous cheerleader. They stepped closer, their eyes glinting with excitement as they watched her take charge of the situation.

"I want you both," Alexis breathed, her eyes shimmering with mischief as she looked at the twins. They shared a knowing glance before Ethan, the bolder of the two, stepped up and claimed her mouth, his tongue delving deep as Elijah caressed her breasts. She moaned around Ethan's cock, her nipples hardening under her twin's touch.

The locker room was a cacophony of grunts and slaps as the players took turns claiming her. She rode Brad, her breasts bouncing in ecstasy as she took his length, her walls clamping down on him as she screamed his name. Marcus' cock filled her mouth, stretching her jaw and making her eyes water, while the twins played with her clit and asshole, preparing her for the ultimate penetration.

Alexis felt like a queen, a sex goddess being worshipped by her devoted subjects. Each thrust, each moan, each bead of sweat that dripped from their bodies onto hers was a testament to her power. Her pussy was stretched to its limits, but she craved more. "Fuck me harder," she screamed, her voice echoing off the locker room walls.

Brad's grip on her hips tightened as he complied, his cock slamming into her with a ferocity that made her eyes roll back in her head. She could feel the twins' fingers probing her ass, their gentle touch belying the savagery that was to come.

"You like that, don't you, slut?" Brad snarled, his teeth bared in a feral smile.

Alexis nodded, her mouth too full of Marcus' cock to respond with words. Her pussy was already stretched to the limit, but she knew she could take more. The twins' fingers slid deeper, coating her ass with a slickness that made her shiver.

"Ready for us?" Ethan whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

She nodded again, the anticipation making her pussy clench around Brad's dick. Elijah took his place at her back, his cock nudging at her tight asshole. She felt a brief sting as he pushed inside, her muscles protesting before giving way to the thick invasion.

The room was a blur of sweaty, muscular bodies and glistening cocks. Alexis' moans grew louder, more frantic, as she was filled in every way possible. Brad's dick pounded her pussy, stretching her to the brink of pain and pleasure. Marcus' cock slammed into her mouth, his hands tangled in her hair as he fucked her face. Meanwhile, the twins took turns in her ass, their rhythm in sync with Brad's thrusts.

"You're so tight," Elijah groaned, his hips jerking as he pushed deeper. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum."

Alexis felt her own orgasm building, the pressure in her pussy and ass becoming unbearable. She pulled her mouth off Marcus long enough to scream, her body shaking as she came, her juices drenching Brad's cock.

"That's it, baby," Chad encouraged her, his hand coming around to squeeze her breast. "Take it all."

Her pussy clenched around Brad, her ass tightening around Elijah, and she knew she couldn't hold on much longer. The twins switched places, and she felt Ethan's cock push into her now-loosened asshole, filling her completely.

The players watched, their eyes glued to the obscene sight of Alexis being used by their teammates. They stroked themselves, eager to take their turn with the school's infamous nympho.

"You're going to take us all, aren't you?" Brad panted, his thrusts growing erratic.

Alexis could only nod, her eyes glazed with lust. The room was a symphony of flesh and passion, a testament to the power of youthful lust.

And take them she did. The twins filled her ass and pussy in turn, their cocks sliding in and out of her with ease. The others waited their turn, their hands roaming her body, pinching her nipples and slapping her ass.

The air grew thick with the scent of sex as each player claimed her, leaving their own unique mark of desire. Alexis felt like a ragdoll, her body being passed from one set of hands to another, each one more eager than the last to taste her sweetness. The locker room, usually a place of sweat and competition, had transformed into a den of sin, with the echoes of their grunts and her moans bouncing off the walls.

Her pussy was a slick mess, coated with Brad's cum and her own juices, but it didn't stop the others from taking their turns. Jake was next, his dick sliding in with a wet pop, his strokes quick and shallow, making her squirt with every thrust. "Oh, fuck," she whimpered, her body quivering with the intensity of the sensations.

"You like that, don't you?" Jake taunted, his eyes glinting with lust. "You love being a dirty little slut, don't you?"

Alexis could only nod, her cheeks flushed with both shame and pleasure. She felt a hand at her throat, squeezing gently, and looked up to see Chad, the hammer, his thick cock poised at her mouth. She took him in eagerly, her throat stretching around his girth as he fucked her face with a brutal efficiency that left her gagging.

"Take it," Chad growled, his hand tightening slightly. "Take it all." Alexis' eyes watered as she fought not to gag, her throat convulsing around his cock as her other two holes were also filled to the brim. The locker room was a maelstrom of grunts, slaps, and wet sounds as each player took his turn with her. Her body was a canvas of desire, painted with their sweat and cum.