The title is an homage to director John Waters' film Pink Flamingos in which the main character is known as "The Filthiest Person Alive."
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As I looked out of the plane window cruising at over 30,000 feet, a sea of white clouds stretched as far as the eye could see. I was going with my sister, Selma, my mom, Abigail, and my grandma, Katarina, to spend Christmas with Mom's brother, Mattias, who had come back to the country for a couple of weeks after being away for six years. He was staying at Grandma's house at the other end of the country.
Mattias was married, had two daughters, and worked in a bank. Though he was two years older than Mom, he was always there for me. He gave me my first fishing rod, my first video game console, and my first cell phone. He always called us on our birthdays, though he called Mom more often.
Once she was on a video call with him, and I was on her bed playing with my cell phone, when I heard him say, "She wants to please the guru."
I looked up and saw his wife, Ingrid, standing behind him in a red robe that was completely transparent, revealing her bra and panties. She wasn't as voluptuous as Mom, but she did have a big pair.
"Hasn't she pleased him enough?" Mom asked.
"He needs to be constantly pleased," Ingrid said, coming closer to the camera.
As she bent down to speak with Mom, her cleavage came into focus. Though they all knew I was watching her, she made no effort to hide her assets.
Her blonde hair was caressing her shoulders, her lips in purple lipstick were whistling a tune, and her blue eyes were fixed on us. Her black panties accentuated the white skin of her long legs supporting her 5'8 body.
"Now we are in his inner sanctum, so we have to wear this robe. The girls, too, have to wear it," he said, referring to his daughters.
"And you?"
"Yeah, me too," he replied as Ingrid rested one hand on his broad shoulder and ran her fingers through his blond hair.
"Lemme see you in that robe," Mom said.
He got a robe from the cupboard and placed it on the bed. He took off his T-shirt and shorts and pushed his underwear to his thighs right in front of us, exposing his cock.
Holding his half-erect cock in his hand and shaking it, he said, "Runar, don't be sad. Some people just aren't lucky."
I saw his cock was big, which complimented his 6'2 body, but I also knew mine wasn't small either. However, before I could reply, Ingrid said, "Don't listen to him. Size isn't everything."
Again, I wanted to comment, but this time Mom came in between.
"Stop harassing my son. Just wear that robe."
Mattias put on his underwear and the transparent robe and stood in front of the camera. After posing for a few minutes, he said goodbye, and off he went to meet the guru he and his family followed.
Though this was the first time I had seen him show his cock like this, I wasn't too surprised because he had told me that going clothes-free was pretty normal in his house.
He had also told me that neither he nor Ingrid believed in monogamy, meaning they shared partners. When he texted me all this, I acted as if I wasn't shocked or even surprised. I pretended I was a very mature person who considered all this normal.
Besides, I had seen the photos he had sent to Mom of the retreat where the guru and his followers convened. In one photo, Mattias and his family are standing with around 12-13 people, both men and women, and all of them are totally nude. In another photo, all of them are standing naked with their arms raised above their heads and one foot placed just above the knee of the other leg.
As Mattias and Ingrid are in the front row with their 24- and 22-year-old daughters, their bodies are clearly visible. The daughters tall, blonde, and toned are as beautiful as their mom. All three are shaved and their pussy lips are plainly visible as they are standing with their legs wide apart.
He had sent the photos to Mom, but she asked me for help as she was unable to open the folder. She saw me looking at the photos but didn't say anything.
Later, she apparently told Mattias because he texted me that he had more photos if I wanted to see them. I didn't respond.
After a couple of hours, Ingrid sent me four photos with this message, "Mattias told me you wanted to see us, so here you go. FYI, we celebrate our bodies and share them as our bodies are transitory. Lemme know if you want more. Love, Ingrid."
In one, the 60-something guru is standing naked, and Ingrid is kneeling in front of him, with his cock dangling above her mouth, and one of his hands is on her forehead as if he's blessing her, and she's looking up at him. Her two daughters are on either side of her with their arms folded, looking at the guru.
In the other photo, a woman is holding a showerhead, and one of Ingrid's daughters is rubbing the guru's back while the other is washing his feet. Ingrid is, meanwhile, holding his fully erect cock in her hand and washing it. Ingrid wrote with the photo that touching the guru was the most holy experience she has ever had.
In the third photo, Ingrid is lying on a raised bench and four men are sprinkling a red color on her nude body. The guru and all other followers, including Mattias and his daughters, are looking.
In the last photo, the guru is sitting on a chair and watching all his followers having an orgy. Ingrid is licking a woman's pussy and a man is fucking her from behind.
Her one daughter is kneeling down and sucking a man's cock while the other one is lying on her back and a man is fucking her. Mattias is lying on his back and a woman is riding him.
I didn't understand what she meant by transitory, but my cock did understand that the photos were hot, so I took care of my cock immediately.
After dinner, Mom asked me whether I had received Ingrid's photos. Without looking at her, I replied yes and rushed off to my room.
During our chats, Mattias also told me he and Mom had been close since childhood. They always told each other everything, and they did many things, such as smoking marijuana and watching their first porn movie, together, he added.
He also regularly gave me tips on how to get girls into bed. He told me he and Ingrid often had sex and that he enjoyed watching her have sex with other men and women. He also told me his oldest daughter liked both men and women but preferred women.
Since he was open, I, too, shared my activities with him. I told him about my girlfriend, Julia, and even sent him her photos, including one of her sleeping naked. I also sent him a video I recorded secretly of her undressing and having sex with me.
He shared it with Ingrid and Mom because Ingrid messaged this to me, "Super proud of you stud!! Keep bonking!"
And, while we were having lunch, Mom said, "Now I know why Julia spends so many nights here."
Actually, this openness extended to our family, too. Selma and I, too, were close. We had seen each other naked many times. I told her everything I knew about sex and even showed her how guys masturbated and how she should masturbate.
I even put on a porn movie on the laptop, but she did not like it, so I skipped to the scene where the man enters the woman, but it didn't prove to be helpful as the woman just took his cook without any reaction or emotion.
One afternoon, after school, I brought Julia home and told her no one was home, so I asked her to lie down on the sofa in the living room and we began having sex while Selma watched us from the window.
She saw me eat Julia's pussy, she watched as Julia took my cock in her mouth, and she saw me suck Julia's nipples and then fuck her in the missionary position. She also saw me withdraw and cum on Julia's stomach and on her boobs.
Selma, on the other hand, told me how boys kissed her, how they touched her, and how they were always trying to squeeze her round and perky boobs. Selma, who has Mom's blonde hair and blue eyes and is 5'6 feet tall, told me her boyfriend, Tim, took her behind the school cafeteria and sucked her breasts. He then took his cock out, and she was sucking it when he started cumming inside her mouth, so she instinctively spit his cum. He didn't like it, so the next time she didn't spit it out. She told me they had not gone all the way but had done everything.
She confessed she moans as loudly as Mom when he eats her. Meanwhile, Mom was never shy of bringing the guys she was seeing home.
One morning, it was about 10 days after Selma had turned 18, we were having breakfast when Selma said, "Mom, could you keep it down a bit?"
"Honey, you, too, will love it soon. There's nothing better than this."
