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.

Marcus took his place at the head of the line, his cock standing tall and ready. "My turn," he said, his voice a gruff rumble. He grabbed her head, angling it to take over for Chad, who stepped back with a satisfied smirk, his cock glistening with her spit. Alexis moaned around the new invasion, her jaw already sore but her hunger for more unabated.

The twins had switched again, Ethan's cock now filling her pussy, while Elijah pumped her ass. She felt like she was going to split in two, but the pain only made her orgasms more intense. "You're so fucking tight," Ethan grunted, his eyes rolling back in his head. "I can feel your pussy sucking me in."

"Don't stop," Alexis moaned, her voice muffled by Marcus' cock. Her pussy was a slick mess, taking Ethan's length with ease, but the twins' coordinated assault on her ass was something she'd never felt before. Each time Elijah pushed into her, she felt Ethan's cock hit a spot that made her entire body shudder.

The locker room was a whirlwind of flesh and passion as the players took her, one after another. They whispered dirty words in her ear, telling her how much of a slut she was for letting them use her like this, but she only grew wetter with each crude compliment.

Danny, the bulldozer, took over from Ethan, his thick cock stretching her pussy even further. She felt the twins' rhythm pick up, their cocks sliding in and out of her ass like a well-oiled machine. The sound of skin slapping skin grew louder, echoing through the locker room like a battle cry of lust.

Her eyes watered and her throat burned, but she never stopped sucking, never stopped begging for more. "Please, cum on me," she whimpered, her voice muffled by Marcus' cock. She wanted to feel their hot seed all over her body, marking her as theirs.

The twins picked up their pace, their movements becoming more urgent, more desperate. She could feel their balls tighten, their cocks pulsing deep inside her. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," Ethan grunted, his grip on her hips like a vice.

Alexis pulled away from Marcus' cock long enough to let out a high-pitched squeal as Ethan and Elijah both emptied themselves into her ass, the warmth of their cum flooding her insides. The sensation sent her over the edge again, her pussy clenching around Danny's dick as she came.

The rest of the team watched, their cocks in hand, as she dropped to her knees, her face a mask of ecstasy. "Cover me," she begged, her voice thick with lust. "I want all of you."

One by one, they stepped forward, their cocks spurting jets of cum all over her face and chest. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, letting the salty warmth coat her tongue. It was a symphony of pleasure, each spurt adding to the crescendo of her arousal.

The locker room grew quiet, the only sounds their panting and the occasional drip of cum from her face. She looked up at them, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice a hoarse whisper.

The players looked at each other, a mix of shock and awe on their faces. They'd never seen anything like it, especially from any of their girlfriends.

The locker room door then swung open and Coach Davis entered, his face breaking into shock as he saw his players surrounding the cum-covered slut on the floor. "What the hell is going on here?" he roared, his face turning red with anger and confusion.

Alexis looked up at him with a seductive smile, her eyes glittering with mischief. "I'm so sorry, Coach," she purred, her voice still thick with lust. "I got a little... distracted." She giggled, her cheeks flushed and her breasts heaving.

Brad, the team captain, stepped forward, his own cock still semi-hard. "It's all good, Coach," he said, his voice casual despite the sticky mess. "We just had a little team-building exercise."

Coach Davis stared at them all, his eyes darting from the naked players to the smiling cheerleader. "Get dressed," he bellowed, his voice echoing off the lockers. "Now!"

The players scurried to obey, their cocks still standing at half-mast as they pulled on their jockstraps and shorts. Alexis took her time, enjoying the show of muscular young men rushing to cover their nakedness. She knew that Coach had his own secret desires for her, but he wouldn't reveal it in front of his players.

"Coach," she said in a sugary sweet tone, "I'm so sorry. I just couldn't resist the temptation of all these strong, young men." She giggled and batted her eyelashes, her voice dripping with innocence and a hint of challenge. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she reveled in the power it gave her.

Coach Davis's eyes narrowed, but he couldn't help the twitch of his cock at the sight of her cum-covered body. He took a deep breath, trying to regain control. "Get dressed," he repeated, his voice a low growl. "Now, Miss Jones. And all of you, to the field."

The players hurried to comply, the room a flurry of activity as they pulled on their gear. Alexis took her time, enjoying the way their eyes lingered on her curves, the way their dicks twitched at the sight of her. She knew they were all thinking about her, imagining what it would be like to be one of the lucky ones to have fucked her. She felt a thrill of power at the thought.

Once outside, the sun blazed down on the football field, the heat a stark contrast to the cool locker room. The players lined up, their faces a mix of excitement and apprehension. They knew that when Coach was this pissed, the drills would be intense.

"Alright, you animals," Coach bellowed, his eyes still lingering on Alexis. "Laps. Now!"

The players took off, their footsteps pounding the track as they raced around the field. Alexis watched them with a smug smile, knowing she'd given them a memory they'd never forget. She knew they'd be running with images of her tight pussy in their heads, their thoughts fueled by the scent of sex that clung to the air. She felt a twinge of disappointment when Brad was out of sight, but she had a feeling they'd have plenty of time to reconnect later.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Coach Davis's heavy footsteps approaching. He was a burly man in his late fifties, with a thick mustache and a look that could make even the toughest player quiver.

"Miss Jones," he said, his voice low and gruff, "my office. Now."

Alexis felt a thrill run down her spine at the command in his voice. She'd always had a thing for older men, especially those in positions of power. She didn't bother to hide her excitement as she followed him, her hips swaying seductively. She could feel the stickiness between her thighs, a reminder of her recent conquests.

The coach's office was small and cramped, the air thick with the scent of leather and sweat. He slammed the door behind them, his eyes never leaving hers. "You're going to pay for this," he said, his voice a dangerous growl.

"I'm looking forward to it," she replied with a sly smile, her voice dripping with sweetness. She knew he was as turned on by her as the players were. He'd been watching her from the sidelines for years, his eyes lingering on her ass and breasts as she cheered them on.

He stalked towards her, his cock already straining against his sweatpants. Alexis' heart raced as he grabbed her, pushing her against the wall.

"You little slut," he spat, his breath hot against her neck. "You think you can just walk in here and give my pussy to my players?"

"I know I can," she whispered, reaching down to unbuckle his pants.

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Alex meanwhile, was in the library. Though he was surrounded by books, his mind was on anything besides studying. Mrs. Rhonda Sullivan, the sexy, busty and buxom ebony librarian was on her knees, her juicy red lips stretched around the barely legal boy's thick cock.

Alex groaned, gripping her hair as his dick was lodged in her throat. Mrs. Sullivan had always had a thing for younger boys, and she didn't hide it well. Alex had noticed her glances in the hallways, the way she licked her lips when she thought no one was looking. He knew this was his chance to indulge in his own taboo desires.

"You like that, don't you?" she murmured around his cock, her eyes looking up at him with a mix of hunger and challenge. She knew that she was breaking the rules, and it only made her wetter.

"Fuck yes," Alex hissed, his hips jerking forward. He could feel his orgasm building, the pressure in his balls growing unbearable. "Take it all, you dirty slut."

Her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked him with renewed vigor, her hands cupping his balls. She loved the way he talked to her, the way he treated her like she was nothing but a receptacle for his cum. It made her feel alive, like she had a purpose beyond her mundane life as a librarian.

Alex's grip tightened, his hips bucking as he reached the edge. "I'm gonna cum," he warned, his voice tight with need.

Mrs. Sullivan only nodded, her eyes watering as she took him deeper, eager to taste his seed. He exploded in her mouth, the hot spurts of cum coating her tongue and the back of her throat. She swallowed greedily, her own pussy clenching in response.

"Fuck, Mrs. Sullivan," he panted, his cock finally slipping free. "You're the best."

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Thank you, Alex," she said, her voice a throaty purr. "But I'm not done with you yet."

With surprising agility for a woman her size, she hoisted herself onto the desk, spreading her legs wide. Her panties were soaked, the crotch a dark patch of wetness. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and pulled them down, revealing her plump, hairless pussy.

Alex's eyes widened, his cock already starting to harden again. "You're so fucking hot," he said, his voice filled with lust as he stroked his rigid shaft.

"And you're going to make me cum," she said, her voice demanding. "I want you to fuck me like a dirty whore."

He stepped closer, his cock bobbing in front of her. "With pleasure," he murmured, leaning in to kiss her. Her lips were soft and welcoming, a stark contrast to the roughness of their earlier encounter. She tasted like cum and desire, and he was addicted.

"Eat me," she ordered, her voice a low growl. "Make me cum on your tongue."

Alex didn't need to be told twice. He dropped to his knees, his nose buried in her pussy as he licked and sucked. She was so wet, so ready for him. He could feel her juices dribbling down his chin as he worked her clit with the tip of his tongue.

"Yes, yes," she moaned, her hands fisting in his hair. "Just like that."

Her hips began to rock against his face, her pussy grinding into his mouth. He slid two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out in time with his tongue. She was tight, so fucking tight, and he couldn't wait to feel her squeezing around his cock.

"Oh, baby," she whimpered, her legs trembling. "I'm gonna cum."

Alex felt her walls tighten around his fingers, her body tensing as she approached orgasm. He redoubled his efforts, his tongue flicking rapidly over her clit. She bucked against him, her moans growing louder.

"Fuck," she screamed, her pussy convulsing around his mouth. He lapped up her sweet nectar, savoring every drop.

Her orgasm seemed to go on forever, her body shaking and quivering with pleasure. When she finally went still, he pulled away, his face covered in her juices.

"Your turn," she panted, pushing him back and straddling his hips. She took his cock in her hand, her eyes locked on his as she lowered herself onto him.

He groaned as she engulfed him, her pussy so warm and wet. She began to ride him, her massive tits bouncing with every movement. "You like that, baby?" she asked, her voice filled with lust. "You like fucking your slutty librarian?"

"Yes, yes," he managed, groaning beneath her. Her 36H juggs bounced above him, still her bright peach colored blouse as he couldn't help but stare at them. "I love it."

Mrs. Sullivan leaned forward, her massive tits smothering his face. "You're going to love it even more when I'm bouncing on your cock," she whispered, her breath hot in his ear. She raised her hips, and with one hand still gripping his cock, guided it to her eager entrance.

With a wet, squelching sound, she slammed down on him, impaling herself. Alex's eyes rolled back in his head as she began to ride him like a cowgirl on a bucking bronco. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving half-moons of pleasure-pain that only added to the intensity.

"You like it when I talk dirty, don't you?" she panted, her voice thick with lust. "You like it when I call myself a slut?"

He could only nod, his voice lost in the cacophony of her wet cunt and their bodies slapping together. She leaned in, her tits smothering his mouth. "Say it," she demanded. "Say it, baby. Tell me how much you love it."

"I love it," he gasped, his voice muffled by her breasts. "I love it, Mrs. Sullivan."

Her hips bucked faster, her pussy walls tightening around him. "That's right," she moaned. "You love fucking your dirty, slutty librarian."

Her words were like a spell, casting him deeper into the depths of depravity. He didn't care where they were or who might walk in; all that mattered was the feel of her warm, tight pussy clamped around his cock.

"You're going to make me cum," she warned, her voice a high-pitched whine. "I'm going to drench your cock in my slut juices."

Her words were like gasoline on a fire, making his cock throb and his balls tighten. He could feel his orgasm approaching, a tidal wave of pleasure that threatened to consume him.

"Cum for me," he groaned, his hips thrusting up to meet hers. "Cum on my cock."

Her eyes rolled back, and she let out a guttural scream that echoed through the empty library. Her pussy clenched around him, spasming as her orgasm hit. He could feel the warm flood of her cum, the wetness soaking him.

It was nearly all too much. With a roar, he pushed her back and spun her toward the table. She smiled and leaned over, her tight brown asshole winking at him.

"Come on Alex..." Rhonda cooed, shaking her juicy ass. "You know how much I love it when you fill me up with your hot cum."

Her words were like a trigger to his already primed cock. He stepped closer, his eyes never leaving the tight rosebud of her asshole. "You want it, huh?" He grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back, making her gasp. "You want your tight little asshole to be stretched and filled?"

"Yes, please," she whimpered, her voice a needy moan. "I've been such a bad girl."

With a sadistic smirk, Alex didn't bother with lubricant, he knew she liked it rough. He lined his cock up with her asshole and pushed. She screamed in both pleasure and pain as he invaded her, his thick cock stretching her tight sphincter. "You love it, don't you?" he grunted, his voice low and animalistic.

"Oh, god yes!" she moaned, pushing back against him. "I'm your dirty little slut, aren't I?"

He began to pound into her, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoing through the library. "That's right," he said, his voice thick with lust. "You're my dirty little slut, and you're going to take every inch of me."

Rhonda's eyes rolled back in her head as he fucked her mercilessly, his hips slamming against her ass. She could feel her orgasm building again, the pleasure mixing with the pain of his brutal assault. "I'm going to cum," she panted. "Cum inside me, Alex. Fill me up."

"You're going to get it," he promised, his breath hot against her neck. "Every last drop."

Her pussy was dripping onto the desk, leaving a sticky mess in their wake. The smell of sex filled the air, a heady aphrodisiac that only served to fuel their depraved desires. He grabbed her hips, his grip bruising, as he slammed into her over and over.

"You're so tight," he groaned. "So fucking tight."

"It's all yours," she moaned. "Take it, baby. Take it all."

Their bodies moved in a frantic dance, a symphony of lust and debauchery. He could feel his orgasm building, his cock swelling even more inside her tight asshole. "I'm going to cum," he grunted, his voice strained. "I'm going to fill you up."

With a final thrust, he emptied himself inside her, his hot seed spurting deep into her bowels. She screamed in pleasure, her own orgasm crashing over her like a wave.

When it was over, they were both panting and sweaty, their bodies sticky with cum and sweat. "You're mine," he murmured, his voice possessive.

"Always," she whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction. "Now, let's clean up before someone finds us."

They quickly dressed, trying to compose themselves. They shared a knowing smile as they cleaned the desk, their eyes lingering on the mess they'd made. It was a secret between them, a dirty little secret that only added to the excitement.

"See you tomorrow, Mrs. Sullivan," Alex said, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Oh, you know it," she replied with a wink. "Bright and early."

Alex smiled and walked from the library just as the final bell ranf, mixing in with the throng of students heading for the bus lanes. The door to the gym opened ahead and there stood Lexi, chewing her usual bubblegum as she texted frantically on her phone as always.

"'Sup slut?" he asked with a grin.

"Hey dickface," she shot back, smiling.

"You've got some cum on your cheek," he said.

Lexi giggled and wiped it with her hand, licking it from her fingers. "Oops, must've been from Coach," she said, her green eyes sparkling with mischief. "But you know what they say, brother dear, a little protein never hurt anybody."

They laughed and headed for the bus. As always, they headed straight for the back, Lexi wasting no time in fishing his cock from his pants and sliding her lips down her brother's shaft. "You've gotta keep me satisfied until I get home and daddy's cock," she whispered, her eyes never leaving his.

"You're such a slut," Alex murmured, his voice thick with arousal as he stroked her hair. "But you know I love it."

The bus lurched forward, and Lexi's head bobbed up and down, her cheeks hollowing with each eager suck. She moaned around his cock, her eyes closed in ecstasy. No one sat back this far at least.

"Oh, fuck," Alex groaned, his hips thrusting involuntarily. "You're going to make me cum."

"That's the plan," she said with a wink, her mouth still full. She reached into her bag, pulling out a small vibrator. She turned it on, the soft buzz filling the space between them. "You're going to love this," she murmured, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock.

The vibrator pressed against her clit as she deep-throated him, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her body. Her pussy was already dripping, the scent of her arousal heavy in the air. Alex watched, his eyes glued to the sight of his sister's skilled mouth working him.

"You're going to make a mess," he warned, his voice strained.

"That's what I'm counting on," she replied, her eyes flashing with excitement.

The bus ride home was a blur of lust and depravity, the twins lost in their own world. By the time they reached their stop, Alex's cum painted Lexi's face, and her pussy was a slick mess. They stepped off the bus, her hand in his, the vibrator still buzzing away inside her.

As Alex slid his key in the front door, the sounds of moaning and slapping flesh could be heard from the living room. It was a familiar symphony to the Jones twins, one that never failed to make their blood boil.

They entered, finding their father, Damian fucking their mother, Candace, on the couch in doggy. Her massive 32H tits bounced with every thrust, and her cries of pleasure filled the room.

"Well, well, well," he said, his deep voice filled with amusement as he looked up at them, already stripping naked. "Looks like someone's been playing naughty."

Candace's eyes widened, her breath hitching in her throat as she saw her son's erection. "You two can't get enough, can you?"

"Never," Lexi laughed, her voice a sultry purr as she approached the pair. "You do remember that you two are our parents, right?"

Damian pulled out, his cock glistening with sweat and cum. He looked at her expectantly, his own desire clear in his gaze.

Lexi stepped forward, her pussy still throbbing from the vibrator's ministrations. She leaned down, her mouth watering as she took his cock in her hand.

"You mind if she cuts in, babe?" he asked affectionately to Candace.

"Of course not," she replied seductively, reaching out to stroke Alex's rock hard cock.

With that, Lexi leaned down and began to suck her father's dick. It was slick with her mother's pussy juice, something Lexi had become well acquainted with. She didn't bother being delicate; she was a cheerleader with a reputation to uphold and a cock to please. Her mouth was like a vice, her teeth scraping gently along his shaft as she worked him back to full mast.

"You like that, don't you, Daddy?" she cooed, her voice dripping with lust. "You like watching your little girl suck your cock?"

Damian groaned in response, his hand coming down to cup the back of her head, urging her on. "Fuck yeah, baby. Suck me like the little slut you are."

Candace watched from the couch, her pussy still gaping and slick from the pounding her husband had just given her. "Look at you," she murmured, stroking her clit. "You're just like your mother."

Alex couldn't help but join in, his cock aching to be touched. He stepped closer to his mother, his hand wrapping around his shaft. "Mom," he whispered, his voice hoarse with need.

"What is it, baby?" she purred, her eyes on him.

"I want you to suck me," he said, his voice pleading. "While Lexi takes Dad's cock."

Candace smirked and slithered over to him, her massive tits dragging along the floor. She took his cock in her hand, her eyes never leaving his. "You're such a good boy," she whispered before taking him in her mouth.

The room was a symphony of moans and slurps as the four of them engaged in their favorite pastime. The twins had grown up in a house where sex was as natural as breathing, and they had embraced their family's unique dynamics as soon as they were legal.

Damian watched his daughter with a mix of pride and lust, his cock swelling even more in her mouth. "You're so good, baby," he grunted. "You're going to make Daddy cum so hard."

Lexi looked up at him, her green eyes sparkling with mischief. "I want it all, Daddy," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "Every drop."

Her mother looked up at her son, her mouth still full of cock. "You better not leave me out," she warned, her voice muffled. "I want to taste my little boy's cum."

Alex nodded, his eyes glazed with pleasure. He knew what his mother liked, and he was more than happy to oblige. The incestuous quartet continued their depraved dance, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they pushed each other closer to the edge.

"Fuck... I'm close..." Damian groaned, his cock lodged down his daughter's throat.

Alex nodded, his hand moving faster as he stroked his cock. "I'm going to cum with you," he said, his voice strained. "On your tits."

Candace leaned forward, her tits jutting out like an offering. "Do it," she begged. "Cover me in your cum."

With a roar, Alex came, his seed spurting across her chest and face. She laughed, the warmth of his cum sending shivers down her spine. "That's it," she whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction.

Damian followed suit, his cock pulsing as he filled his daughter's mouth with his hot cum. She swallowed greedily, her cheeks hollowed as she took every drop.

And as they all collapsed onto the couch in a sticky, sweaty mess, the Jones family knew that this was just another day in their depraved, incestuous life, and they wouldn't have it any other way.