Chapter 9
Simone's tongue made long swipes across her mother, Cherie's, breasts. She was swiping a mixed effluvium of jizz, girlcum, and sweat off her mom's naked skin. My wife, Simone's oldest sister and Cherie's oldest daughter, Sophia, lolled next to them in a state of what looked like sex-induced semiconsciousness.
Sophia had worn herself out buttfucking Cherie, sometimes while being simultaneously rimjobbed, spanked, or buttfucked herself. And she was heavily pregnant to boot. So my champion had earned her beauty rest.
Cherie was equally spent, having endured her daughter's sodomizing her, my spanking her F-cup sized mammaries, my facefucking her, and then fucking my ten-inch cock all the way into the mouth of her uterus itself while Sophia had squatted over Cherie's face to have her pregnant ass eaten out.
At 35 my mother in-law was far from old or infirm--but this would have been sexhausting for any person.
Dimly I was aware that I myself should be flagging in my energy, but instead I felt wired and electrified. I had always been a person of prodigious sexual needs. In addition to having a comically large penis, I had heavy and, it often felt, clownishly over-active balls. (Clownish in so much as that it was ridiculous how much sperm seemed to come out of them--like the old fashioned clown car act from the circus where an seemingly endless line of passengers emerges from a tiny car until the sheer impossible volume becomes hilarious.) I had been accustomed to emptying my crotch cannon around five times a day at the time I'd met my then 18 year old wife Sophia a year prior during her freshman year at the college. Luckily my young bride had risen to the challenge of my excessive spermatozoa production. She had acclimated herself to my requirement of multiple-daily fucks and thrived in our relationship where I dominated her and pleasured her over and over again. Pregnancy, however, had introduced certain complications.
My petite but curvaceous spouse thrilled and aroused me at all times. Dressed up or dressed down, or even undressed and with brunette locks mussed and breath and armpits smelly from collapsing into unconsciousness after being fucked senseless. There was no condition where I didn't find her incredibly desirable. (Luckily, yer young mom Cherie and her younger sisters Simone & Sylvia, all enjoyed a remarkably similar physiognomy.) She set my motor running at anytime. Not just because of her generous physical attributes but because she was sweet natured and intelligent, vivacious and funny. She was my joy.
Now, pregnant, her already powerful influence on my sexual desire had ramified even further. Orgasming 5 times daily was no longer sufficient. I was sometimes needing to get off 8 times a day and felt constantly ravenous.
Sophia had been hanging in with this upshift in my needs admirably, but it had reached a point where it was taking a toll on her physical capacity and emotional energy. Additionally she was concerned about how she could keep up with my appetites once our daughter was born.
With these considerations in mind she and her mother had hatched the idea of my taking on her 18 year old sister as my side-slut. Basically bringing the young woman into our marriage as a way of allowing me to find relief and intimacy with someone my wife loved & trusted. This idea in turn had, over just the past several days, led us down a rabbit hole of sexual adventure.
While my sex-drive and equipment were of exaggerated proportions, my family life and upbringing were totally conventional. Despite my sexually dominant behavior, my family dynamics were, and thankfully are, healthy and traditional. I certainly had never imagined nor expected that incest would become part of my life.
Admittedly, from the beginning of my getting to know them, I had recognized a strong physical attraction to my wife's lovely sisters and her young and curvaceous mother. This seemed only natural given that they were physical variations on a compelling theme and each was pleasant, intelligent, and warm and welcoming of me as a part of Sophia's life and a member of their family.
Within the last 24 hours Sophia had revealed that part of this warmth was a byproduct of her having advertised my physical endowment & my sexual prowess to her mom and sisters from practically the start of our relationship. Cherie was a single mom, but this was a family where sex-drives were clearly sexcessive, and the absence of a consistent male physical presence had seemed to warp the collective thinking. Thus what I had taken for a general warmth and friendliness (as well as a sometimes distracting & arousing preference for scant use of clothing) had in fact represented the women's flirtatiousness and expression of sexual desire and availability.
My wife had made clear that my failure to recognize this had made her question my intelligence. Though in my defense what normal person imagines that the reason your wife's younger sister seems tongue-tied talking to you is because she is constantly masturbating to a fantasy of your spanking her? Or that your mother-in-law drools at the notion of your roughly sodomizing her & her daughters because her own father had used his own extra-large penis to take her and her sisters anal-virginities in turn as they came of age? Sophia had known for several years that both her mother's father and stepfather had enjoyed sexual access to her mom starting in Cherie's adolescence. (In fact Cherie had finally admitted that it was her stepfather who had sired each of her daughters before opting to act as her pimp once she had her tubes tied.)
In short: my wife and sisters had years to reconcile and adapt herself to the notion of incest and of family situations where a man could treat the women of the family as his harem and breeding stock. While I considered myself a person of unique and creative sexual depravity, this was not a reality I had ever conceived of as possible. Even for a man of my physical gifts, urges and appetites.
But my wife and mother-in-law's imaginations exceeded my own. And they had seized on the justification of my increased sexual needs as a rationalization for my expanding the boundaries of my sexual relationship with Sophia to include all of the women of the family.
