My brother Simon and I stood stroking our hard throbbing cocks as we watched my wife Kelly posting up and down on our father Howard's stiff pole. I'd married Kelly some twelve hours earlier and, after a fantastic reception and the departure of our guests, mum, dad, Simon and I were throwing a very special private party in The Room to welcome the new member of our family into the fold.
The Room is the most sacred part of our family home, in an affluent suburb north of London, well equipped with all the accouterments necessary for the wholehearted enjoyment of the hottest sex it is possible to get. Mum, dad, Simon and I have had some really exciting times there in the past few years, ever since my brother and I were old enough to be allowed to participate, and we all knew that the happy times would continue unabated and, furthermore, be even more fun-filled now that Kelly had joined our regular daily gangbangs.
"That's it, dad," I said, as Kelly once again spread her legs as wide as she could to give everyone a perfect view of the seriously hardcore penetration, "she's loving every second."
As if to confirm the point, Kelly's grunts grew louder as dad pushed his prick deeper into her tight greasy quim, finding my wife's G-spot and pressing the head of his formidable prick hard up against it. Now that Kelly had acclimatised herself to the pistoning, her greedy pussy became slicker and dad's cock went in easier until it was completely enveloped by Kelly's all-conquering love box.
"Go on dad, harder," I said, my hand flying up and down the shaft of my cock as my excitement increased, matching my brother's strokes of his cock every inch of the way, "you don't have to worry about banging her up, she's on the pill."
Simon, masturbating alongside me, somehow managed to drag his eyes away from the action to glance over his shoulder at our mother Eileen who was sitting on the sofa, fingering her fanny intently. With our back to mum, I didn't even have to look to sense her smiling at Simon and I as she ogled our naked arses, both of us quite happy for her to do so.
"Don't sit there by yourself, mum," Simon said, "why don't you bring those lovely tits and that juicy pussy of yours over here and join us?"
"Yeah, fuck me, dad," said Kelly, before mum could reply and Simon quickly turned his head back over his shoulder, anxious not to miss anymore of the intense scene going on directly in front of us. Dad's cock was now firmly embedded in my wife's tight greasy cunt as he gave his daughter-in-law a right royal welcome to our family sex club.
Kelly was rubbing her tits together as she extracted the maximum smount of sexual gratification with every thrust of dad's cock, her eyes shut tight, but conscious of the fact her husband and brother-in-law were watching and putting on a tremendous live porno show for us, better than anything the sex industry can produce in the pornographic world of adult movies.
Simon had hardly been able to take his eyes off my wife's tits from the moment I had stripped her of her bra, his tongue was almost hanging out of his hot wet mouth as he watched the gorgeous jugs bouncing jubilantly below Kelly's neck and increasing the pace of his wanking as his excitement grew stronger by the second.
As for dad, he was well into his stride now, giving it everything he had, his heavy balls slapping against the insides of Kelly's spread legs, bouncing and rebounding against them and his breath becoming shallower by the second. It was an absolute joy to watch my wife getting fucked by my father as he welcomed her to the family, concentrating all his efforts on ensuring that Kelly would be left in no possible doubt whatsoever that she was now well and truly a most valued and fully paid-up member of the Hutchinson family sex club.
It was now well into the early hours of the morning, the day after the wedding, a Sunday which meant we could go on sucking and fucking until sheer exhaustion finally got the better of us since none of us had to get up for work. Most of us hate Mondays and, as far as we were concerned, it could stay away for as long as it liked.
Mum had acquiesced to Simon's suggestion and had shifted her body off the sofa and was now kneeling down behind us to inspect our undraped arses in close-up, even though she has done so countless times before. Mum is a real lover of male buttocks and ogling those of her own sons is a huge turn-on for her, as it is for us knowing that she derives so much pleasure from the visual delights of our bums.
Mum reached out her hands, stroking my bare bum with her right and Simon's with her left. Kelly was still screaming like a thing demented, her cries echoing around The Room, but since this is deep in the basement of the detached house, none of the neighbours can hear us which means that, happily, everyone is free to scream and shout their heads off as long and as loudly as they like. For all we know, too, there could be another secret family orgy going on next door, doubtful, of course, that two incestuous families should end up as neighbours but you never know what goes on behind closed doors, do you?
Dad was gasping for air as he kept up the pressure on Kelly's pussy as mum slid down onto her knees in front of Simon and I and, from ogling our arses, now began to gaze lovingly on our fat rods, which were both pointing up to the ceiling, so hard they looked as if they had both been cast in stone.
"Such beautiful cocks," my mother said, as she twerled the big meat sticks in her hands and fondled our balls which, we were all aware, would very soon explode with their latest helpings of sex juice.
"You've seen them both before, mum," I laughed, "they're what you and dad created."
Mum smiled up at me, the beautiful smile that never fails to make my heart melt and bring out a fresh wave of love for her as, I am sure, it does for Simon.
"That don't matter," said mum, "you are both so handsome and horny and I'm really proud to be your mother."
"We're proud to be your sons, mum," said Simon, smiling at me, "ain't we, Philip?"