"You did ask how it felt," Matthew reminded, overcome by the urge to spank his younger sister and sate the longing, raising a firm hand. "Nooooooo," whined Beth, merely adding to his pent-up lust.
"Do it," mouthed Meg, gripping her sister's ankles tightly and clearly as turned on as Matthew. "Spank the filthy little slut!"
Oh fuck, had Matthew ever been more turned on? He never imagined the afternoon just gone could be topped but was being proven wrong. "What are you Beth?" he enquired.
"Nooooooo, I'm nothing," she reiterated, doing her cause no good at all.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
Beth screamed, as much in surprise as pain, though her arse cheek did sting like crazy like a cattle prod. Yet soon, however, like a cattle prod the pain abated, particularly when Meg reached over to stroke it soothingly like a good protective sister. Thereafter the pain receded to a numb sensuous tingle.
The moistness between her legs, dabbing at Matthew's lap like a swab, betrayed her totally. Matthew ran a palm up the girl's inner thigh to demonstrate that there was no ill-feeling, and Beth purred, her cunt aching. But Matthew just couldn't contain himself such was the deliciousness of that curved backside. Hand elevating he delivered three more well-aimed smacks to the gorgeous brown butt. Beth squealed, then exhaled, then bit her lip as a dollop of cunt juice seeped out to stain Matthew's thigh. "What are you, Beth?" he repeated.
"Tell him honey," prompted Meg, roles reversed as she patted Beth's maroon arse better.
Beth finally conceded. "I'm a dirty little slut," admitted the highly aroused girl, now grinding her soaked cunt repeatedly into Matthew's lap.
"What happened next with you, mum and Jo?" enquired Meg whose hand had slipped from Beth's bum to down the front of her panties.
"This," Matthew replied with a grin, demonstrating by using Beth as a life model.
Lifting his sister easily and adjusting her slender body so that her knees came to rest either side of his neck, her pussy rubbed at his chest and her face was close to his rock hard cock.
She was in such a precarious position that, if he let her go, she'd slide into the water. Yet she trusted her brother implicitly. Her faith was rewarded as, leaning in, he tongued her gorgeous little snatch once more. Aroused beyond belief, it tasted superb, juicier than in the shop earlier that day. Beth moaned, reaching instinctively for his cock and feeding it into her mouth.
Close by he observed Meg's fingers drumming her pussy, the older girl watching intently as Matthew ate their sister's cunt, whilst imagining her mother doing the same to Jo earlier. "Oh God Matthew, it must have been so hot watching mum and Jo."
"Mmm it was," enthused Matthew between slurps.
As he stopped licking momentarily, backtracking over the hottest parts of what he'd witnessed his mother and sister do, his lips left Beth's pussy momentarily. Feeling empty, her knees tightened at his throat as if to draw him back inside her and she made sure to suck his cock extra hard as an incentive.
"Did Jo lick mum's cunt too?" enquired Beth throatily, knuckles jerking at the crotch of her panties.
"Mmm, yes...SLURP...They were rolling around on the bed locked tightly together in the 69 position...SLURP."
"Oh jeez, yesssssss," Meg moaned, fingers buried deep, teasing her clit.
"Damn, I can't tell this story AND eat you out," Matthew complained, his chin stained with a cocktail of saliva and cunt juice.
"So what you going to do about it?" enquired Beth mischievously, squealing as he lifted her once more.
With Meg's help they positioned Beth's wet pussy entrance against Matthew's cock head, her back to his chest, her legs spread either side of his. She groaned as her brother's rampant manhood pierced its way in, stretching the labia and disappearing into the snug crevice. His hand took a firm grip on her tits as he pushed until finally his whole cock was inside and she rested on his balls. As Matthew embarked on a steady pulsing rhythm, Meg entreated: "What happened next with mum?"
Her voice had reached a soprano as her fingers slid back and forth into her gaping cunt. Matthew smiled warmly at the recollection, very warmly indeed. "When she'd finished with Jo Mum said: Matthew get over here and fuck your mother...fuck me hard."
The words and the implication alone pushed Meg completely over the edge and she came hard on her fingers, staining them. Out of breath, she flopped back. "Let me taste," Matthew commanded.
From her prone position, Meg held up her hand allowing him to suck each finger longingly as his cock continued to pulse inside Beth. Groaning as he spoke, he too became breathless from pumping Beth's cramped cunt. "So I bent mum over the bed and fingered her pussy till it was wet. Then...then I started to fuck her hard from behind," he disclosed, recalling that heavenly half-hour from earlier.
And oh was it heavenly. Hannah's cunt was nothing like he'd envisaged it might be. The slut of her late teens and early twenties, during which she'd given birth to five children from five different fathers in five years, was long gone. In fact, Hannah's thirties had been a barren period as she concentrated on the task of raising four young girls. Consequently, starved of cock she was somewhat tighter than Matthew imagined, her cunt walls gripping tightly as his cock head slotted in. "Oh Matthew, fuck me, fuck your naughty mother," she begged.
Matthew took a deep breath and forced the rest of his cock in with purpose, his mother squealing with delight as it filled her to capacity. Clenching her cunt, she squeezed the thick manhood even tighter like she never wanted to let it out, causing Matthew to grimace. But he was a determined young man, intent on fucking that pussy till she screamed.
Drawing back he heaved a huge breath and drilled in with purpose. Hannah squealed as the fat head nudged her cervix, hands gripping the duvet, drawing it into tightened spirals. In out, in out Matthew drove, their breaths in unison. Hannah couldn't get enough, revelling in her son's forcefulness and the slap of his thighs on her buttocks. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," she enthused.
Feeling left out on the bed, Jo climbed down to squat beneath the copulating pair, gazing up as Matthew's rock hard cock worked tirelessly into the juiciest pink cunt she'd ever seen. Cupping Matthew's balls, Jo stroked and squeezed, at the same time catching on her lips any stray droplets of pussy juice that happened to fall from her mother's dripping cunt. She watched with wide lustful eyes as Matthew drew back with a pop and hesitated, gathering his breath before slamming his cock back into her womb wall and slapping his balls on Hannah's perineum. "Are you going to cum inside mummy?" Jo teased.
There was only one answer to that. With a head-swimming wave of orgasmic pleasure, he pumped his load right up into his mother's womb. The orgasm still throbbing, a second wave quickly followed and a third and fourth in slightly diminishing amounts. To Hannah, however, it felt like she might never stop filling. Drawing back, the moment Matthew receded from her cunt Jo pushed her lips up onto their mother's pussy, tongue swimming in Matthew's seed and slurping like she was sucking milkshake through a straw.
"Oh my God!" cried Meg and Beth in unison, the latter's voice reaching a glass-cracking pitch.
Beth came hard, shaking like a sapling in a storm. As if on cue, another of Matthew's wads fired deep into the tight pussy of his closest relatives, his balls emptying. Unsurprisingly, Beth wasn't treated to the four full loads of earlier, but then again Matthew had fucked Jo and his mother already that day. Nonetheless, Beth wasn't left wanting as the seed warmed her belly. "Thank you, Matthew," she whispered.
Meg smiled too, though she'd yet to feel that gorgeous cock inside her.
Wandering back home a short while later, they enthused about Amy's party and how much fun it was going to be. In fact, there was a great deal of fun to be had before Matthew departed.