Bisexual Father/Mother/Son Threeway

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In case you couldn't already tell from the title and short description, this story features hardcore bisexual activity between a father and son. If you aren't into that, that's fine. Just go back and read something else.

I also mapped out detailed descriptions of what all three characters look like, but couldn't find a way to work it all organically into the story text. So those descriptions are included below.

Mom and Dad are in their early 50s, both graying at the temples. They lost their virginity to each other, and they've never been with anyone else before the story's events. The son has had a few college girlfriends and one-nighters.

Mom Annie (Annie May Turner) looks like she could be Amy Adams' older sister. She has auburn hair, hazel eyes and thick-rimmed glasses. An average/slightly curvy body type, D cups which have only recently started to sag. A thick bush (carpet matching the drapes) but she keeps it trimmed.

Dad Joe (Joseph Michael Turner) has a neat beard, dark brown hair, brown eyes, and has started developing a pot belly over the last couple years. Thick, dark body hair. 7 inch cock, circumcized and average thickness. His thick, dark bush is untrimmed.

Son Nick (Nicholas Charles Turner) is 24, a recent college grad living at home while trying to find a better job (he's currently a barista). Nick's a younger, more athletic doppelganger of Joe, with less body hair. His cock is thicker but identical width. Like his mother, he trims his dark pubic hair.

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Something was going on with his wife, and Joe Turner wasn't sure what started it. Over the past few weeks, Annie had grown distant, almost awkward around him. She didn't seem to want to have sex much, when up until a month ago they'd average at least twice a week. Hell, April and May was when she was usually at her horniest, so if anything, they should've been fucking way more than average.

He tried to reason with himself, thinking it was probably menopause finally catching up with Annie and killing her sex drive right off. But that didn't explain its suddenness, let alone the growing distance between them.

It finally bothered him enough to ask her about it one Wednesday night as they climbed into bed. They were both sitting up, Annie was about to start reading her novel.

He just came out with it. "Annie, is something wrong? You haven't been yourself the last few weeks. And we've only been intimate, what, maybe twice in the last month?"

Annie flinched a little, then took a moment to gather her thoughts. "I've been wanting to tell you, but haven't found the right moment. Plus I've been too scared to tell you. But... you're right, I'm sorry." She grabbed the pillow from behind her and held it against her chest like a life preserver. She stared at it intensely, unable to look her husband in the eyes.

Joe was silent, suddenly bracing himself for worse news than "menopause killed my libido."

"It's Nick." Their son. He'd finished college last fall, and had been living with them since graduation while he tried looking for work. "He and I, we..." she trailed off, struggling to get the words out. Her hands clenched the pillow, her knuckles turning white. "Nick and I... Oh god. I've been having an affair. With Nick." She pressed her face against the pillow.

Joe was shocked into silence. He so desperately wanted this to be some sort of twisted prank, but Annie was way too upset for this to be a joke. But there was no way he heard that correctly, was there?

Annie continued. "It just sort of... happened. I don't know. But never in this bed; never in our room." Like that was somehow the part he'd object to the most.

"Nick? Like, our son Nick?"

She nodded, still only looking at the pillow she was strangling. "I wanted to tell you right away, but..."

Confusion and denial were starting to give way to anger and betrayal. "Annie, what the fuck? You cheated on me? With our own fucking son?! That's... incest! Jesus Christ! What the fuck?"

Annie watched her husband's fists clench and open over and over. He'd never hit her before, but she'd never admitted to an affair before, either. She stayed silent and still, hiding behind the pillow.

"Tell me how it happened. Before I kick you both out onto the fucking street." Joe demanded through clenched teeth. The only reason he was still sitting in the same bed as her was because he was paralyzed with rage.

Annie couldn't see how that would help anybody, but she didn't dare risk provoking Joe by talking back. "That day you went out fishing with John and Tim? I was on the computer, trying to print my casserole recipe for Gwen. And the damn thing wouldn't print. Nick just came home from one of his runs, and he heard me cursing at the computer."

Annie looked up at Joe, who had found a very interesting piece of lint on the comforter to stare at.

"So he came over to help me. And he leaned over my shoulder - I was in the chair, y'know - and he went to grab the mouse at the same time as me, and our hands touched, and he smelled so good with his sweat, and I could feel his breath on my skin and he was breathing in my ear. And I was missing you, and..." She risked it. She reached out her hand and touched her husband's arm.

"Oh honey, he looked exactly like you at that age. When we first started seeing each other. And I guess I got confused, or caught up in the moment or something. But I... kissed him, like how we used to kiss. And-"

"Stop." Something she said broke through the thick fog of rage, hurt, disgust and confusion that was clouding Joe's mind. She still loved him. This wasn't because she hated him, it wasn't because he'd done something to upset her, hadn't neglected her. He was just away for the weekend and she missed him and felt nostalgic for their early days as a couple. "You... thought he looked like me, and you missed me. So, you still love me? You still... want me?"

The desperation in his voice was heartbreaking. Almost pathetic. "Oh Joe. Oh sweetheart. Of course I do!" She grabbed her husband by the head and pulled him towards her, nestling him between the pillow and her soft, warm breasts. "I'll always want you. Now and forever." She kissed his head.

Joe sat up and motioned for her to continue.

"Umm... you sure?"

He nodded.

"Okay... so I kissed him, and then he started kissing me back, and grabbing at my..." she pointed to her tits. "Then, I'm not sure, it all happened so fast. But we started undressing each other, and... fuck, Joe, he looks EXACTLY like you did. Before this." She stroked his beard.

"And this..." Joe grabbed his pot belly and gave it a jiggle. It wasn't a massive beer gut, but it had started to get away from him in recent years.

"So... I don't know..." Annie trailed off again, hoping she didn't have to continue telling her husband about the first time she fucked their son.

"So you and Nick undressed each other. Then what?"

"Then... then we made our way over to the couch, and..." She had to tread carefully here. She'd gotten Joe back onside but she knew how tenuous it was. But fuck if she wasn't getting turned on. Recalling your first time having spontaneous sex with a new partner, it was hard not to get caught up in the emotions again. "Fuck, it was so much like when we first got together. He was on top of me. Kissing me, and I was kissing him too, and he just... felt so much like you, honey." She started breathing heavily, pitching her voice down slightly. "And I mean everywhere. And we weren't thinking, just... just fucking."

Joe knew that voice. She was getting majorly turned on telling him about the first time she fucked her son. Their son. Nick. Who apparently looked so much like himself, she'd use Nick as a substitute Joe to fuck. Whose cock looked and felt so much like his own. He shifted his legs, drawing his knees up slightly to hide the erection that was starting to grow beneath the covers. "Keep going."

Annie pretended she didn't notice the bulge, or Joe's belated attempt to hide it. She locked eyes with Joe and turned to face him. She was safe now. "I don't think it lasted too long, but it was intense. He was on top of me, pounding me, looking into my eyes, sweat dripping onto me, panting and getting faster, and I'm holding him against me, and then I can see it in his eyes before he even says it."

"He's gonna cum," Joe nodded.

"And so I wrap my legs around him, pull him deep inside me, and I tell him. 'Cum for me, baby. Cum in me.' Then he does. And again, he looks just like you. And we kiss again. And I know I should feel gross, fucking my son. But I don't. But I do feel awful for doing it behind your back. And he says something about, 'Wow, that was crazy. We shouldn't have done that.' And I agree, but we both can't stop touching and holding each other. And his cock is still hard inside me, and it felt so fucking good. Then he tells me my pussy feels so tight, and I say his cock feels so thick, and I start fucking him again-"

Joe scoffed. "God, to be young again."

"But this time he starts sucking my tits, and I'm touching myself, rubbing my clit. And I'm moaning - stuff like 'Oh baby, oh Nick,' and he's saying 'Oh mom, oh fuck,' and I start rubbing harder, and before long I'm cumming, moaning his name, then he climbs off and pulls me up so I'm sitting on the couch. Then he sits next to me and like, points at his dick for me to climb on and start riding. So of course I hop on and we start fucking again. He's watching my tits bounce, then puts his hand down there and starts rubbing my clit while I'm riding him. And we start making out again until he makes me cum, when I start squealing, and he's not far behind me, and he cums inside me again. And then we hold each other, and... I don't know, one of us said we should shower. So I let him go first." She shrugged. "So that's how it started."

Joe nodded. "You actually got horny telling me all that, didn't you?"

"Well... maybe. Kinda. Yes. And you didn't?" For the first time since climbing into bed, she smiled, nodding towards obscured crotch.

"Must've been the way you told it," Joe replied sheepishly.

She placed her glasses on the beside and returned the pillow to its rightful place behind her. "Come on, honey. Admit it. You liked hearing about me fucking our son." She inched closer towards him, following his gaze to the ample cleavage visible through the top of her loose camisole. "You liked hearing about him pawing at his mom's boobs. Sucking at my tits" She squeezed her large breasts. "These tits. Didn't you?"

Joe flicked back the sheets and pounced on Annie, pinning her to the bed by her shoulders. "You dirty girl," he growled before pressing his lips to hers.

Annie moaned with approval, opening her mouth to him. She wrapped her arms around her husband and felt his hardness pressing into her.

Joe reached one hand between his wife's legs and was not surprised to feel her wetness seeping through the cotton fabric of her hipster briefs. She met his touch by humping her mound against his hand. He pulled her panties down with an ease only three decades experience could afford. Likewise, she pulled his cotton boxers down at the waist and freed his hard dick without even thinking.

Joe climbed on top of his beautiful, cheating wife and positioned himself against her wet and warm opening. As he entered her, they groaned in unison. Kneeling before her, he reached down and pulled her tits out of her camisole. Annie's big, round D cups looked as good as ever. Her pink nipples were hard with arousal. She was 53, and her breasts had only recently started to sag. Jesus, they're fantastic tits, Joe told himself for the millionth time.

Joe started thrusting his hips, driving his cock in and out of his wife's pussy. He watched her pussy lips devouring his hard dick, watched as the dark coils of his public hair bounced like springs as they collided with the tidy, trimmed auburn coils of Annie's bush. Like the hairs on their heads, both bushes were now sprinkled with gray.

Annie started bucking her hips, matching her movements with Joe's. "I love you, darling," she whispered.

"I love you too, babe," Joe replied. He watched her body bounce as the couple steadily increased their rhythm. He watched her small belly jiggle.

Making love with a passion that refused to die after more than 30 years, Joe almost started to forget about Annie's incestuous confession. Then he watched his cock thrusting in and out of his wife's warm, wet, welcoming pussy and wondered, when was the last time Nick was in this pussy?

He was suddenly struck with the realization he was no longer the only man who'd fucked Annie. His son had been here, multiple times now. Nick's dick (and probably fingers and tongue) had been within these same walls. His son's cum had shot into the same vagina that grew him. That's fucking disgusting! So why was his dick getting even harder? Why were the mental images of his son pounding his own mother's pussy turning him on so much? Was this a cuckold fetish? An incest fetish? Both?

Fucking Annie, fucking his wife. Just like Nick had done. Fucking the same pussy. Two dicks, cumming into the same vagina. Annie sharing herself with husband and son alike.

A primal part of his ego kicked in. He had to reclaim Annie as his own. He had to be the better man. He had to prove he was a better fuck than their son. Why else stick with the graying old man with the paunch when you can get the younger, more virile version?

He grunted and started thrusting harder, trying to outfuck what he imagined their son would regularly do. He was fueled by a potent combination of lust, ego, jealousy, revenge and love. His wife moaned beneath him, spurring him on. This'll show that little motherfucker, Joe thought. This'll show her who she belongs to.

Annie had begun rubbing herself, and was now getting close to orgasm. "Ooh honey, I'm gonna cum!" she moaned breathlessly.

"Fuck!" Joe cried in response, feeling her pussy tightening around his rock hard dick. "You're gonna make me cum!"

They both spasmed and groaned as they shared their first simultaneous orgasm in months. Husband and wife reaching climax together, extending the duration of each other's ecstasy by feeding on their partner's arousal. Still thrusting, still moaning, thick bursts of white hot semen coating Annie's walls as they contracted rhythmically around Joe's throbbing, pulsating cock.

Joe collapsed beside his wife, both panting. Their faces were flushed with red. "Good?" Joe asked.

"Good," Annie nodded. She grabbed his wet dick and started stroking it. "But you don't have to compete with him, you know. I'm happy with how we have sex, and I'm not going to leave you for Nick."

Was it really that obvious? Joe shrugged. "Yeah, I guess."

She leaned over and kissed him on the lips. Softly, lovingly. Still stroking his cock gently, trying in vain to keep it alive.

Joe wrapped an arm around her and kissed her in return. He was still trying to catch his breath. Surely she knew there was no point trying to get a second round out of him tonight.

Annie ended the kiss and whispered in Joe's ear with her low, sexy voice, "But I'm not going to stop fucking our son, either. You're gonna have to get used to sharing this pussy, honey." She sucked at his earlobe, and giggled when his dick jumped at the mention of fucking Nick.

Joe was helpless, she had him right where she wanted him. Stroking his sensitive dick, whispering dirty talk directly into his ear, in a post-orgasmic daze. He could only respond by moaning softly.

"Understood?" Annie whispered with authority, breathing heavily into his ear, nibbling her husband's earlobe, stroking his dick, feeling it hardening again.

Joe nodded. He felt himself getting hard again. Just like she wanted. "Yes, understood." Fuck, she was too good at this.

Annie giggled. "Maybe it's something we could all do together, as a family," she suggested. "Would you like that, honey?"

Joe groaned. He was fully hard again, damn her.

"You and your son taking turns fucking me?" She kissed his neck, and he could feel her horny, teasing smile against his skin. "Or maybe I'm sucking your dick while you watch our son sliding his big, thick, hard, young cock into his mom's pussy, hmm?" She was turning herself on now, too. She started rubbing her clit, getting them both off at once.

Joe started thrusting his hips up and down to match his wife's pumping fist. "Oh fuck," he groaned.

"Sounds sooooo good, doesn't it, babe? Watching him fucking me, him watching you fucking me. Both of you inside me at the same time..."

"Mmmm, fuck," he surrendered.

"You want it, don't you, sweetie?" She was breathing heavily now. "A three-way with your wife and our only son. You and him fucking me at the same time, taking turns pounding my pussy. Me taking turns sucking both your hard, thick cocks. Me making out with him while you eat my pussy, me cumming on his cock while swallowing yours. Him filling my pussy with his cum while you pump it down my throat...!"

Joe watched as his wife came to the thought of being spitroasted by him and their son. Her breasts jiggling, her face flushed red, a fine sheen of sweat on her chest. Her stomach clenching and her thighs twitching as the jolts of pleasure shot through her body. Her hands slowed and stopped playing with her clit. And his cock.

"Keep going, baby. Please," Joe begged.

Annie was still in her orgasm fog, so it took her a few seconds to respond. "Wha?"

"Finish me off, babe. I need it." He put his hand on hers, which was loosely grasping his dick.

"Oh, you liked that, did you?" Annie teased. "I wasn't sure..." Yet she resumed jacking him off.

"You know I did. Cocktease," Joe half joked. He relaxed and closed his eyes, enjoying Annie's handiwork.

"Tell me, honey," she whispered seductively in his ear again. "Tell me what you enjoyed."

"Mmm, you talking about a threesome. Me and Nick fucking your sweet pussy. Watching you swallow our son's dick. Him fucking his own mother. You impaling yourself on his hard cock. You on your knees, sucking both our dicks at once..."

"Ooh, that's the stuff, honey. Keep going," she urged. She jerked his cock harder, faster. "Tell me how you cum."

"I'm fucking you from behind, you've got him in your mouth. Each time I thrust into you, his cock disappears down your throat. You're squeezing my cock tight as I ram into you, ramming his cock into your mouth."

"Oh yes, that's it. Fuck me, honey." She grinned.

"I get faster and faster, I'm gonna cum, he's gonna cum too. I cum inside you, he cums in your mouth... nnngh, fuuuuck...!"

Annie watched the small spurts of cum shoot out of her husband's exhausted cock, landing just above his thick bush. His whole body rigid with pleasure, brought to climax by the thought of their son shooting his cum into her mouth. "That's it, cum for me," she whispered. This had been far easier than she ever dared to hope. "Goodnight, Joe. I love you."

"Oh fuck," Joe grunted. "I love you too. So much. Night, babe." He was so exhausted, he didn't even bother wiping up the globs of cum below his beer belly. Instead, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep in seconds.

Annie was already up and out of the room by the time Joe awoke the next morning. He crawled out of bed and splashed water on his face. He took stock of last night's events. What a wild night. Annie was on fire. Where did she come up with that idea? And how did she know it would work so well? He smiled at his aging reflection. It was a fun fantasy, but that's all it was. No way she'd actually fuck her own son. That's incest. It's illegal. Taboo. Gross. But wherever that little scenario came from, it was a harmless little fantasy, just between husband and wife. That's all. Yes, just a fantasy.

All that changed when he arrived downstairs for breakfast. Annie and Nick were at the kitchen bench, side by side and gazing into each other's eyes like lovestruck teenagers. Annie's hand was on their son's forearm, stroking it absentmindedly. Nick plucked a loose eyelash from Annie's cheek, then caressed her face. Neither of them noticed Joe at all.

"Um... morning?" Joe announced his arrival.

"Oh, good morning, darling!" Annie grinned at him.

Nick nodded. "Morning, Dad. Coffee's still hot." He pointed to the coffee maker.

"Huh? Oh. Yeah. Thanks." No, there was no way this was actually happening. Probably a dream brought on by last night's dirty talk. Best to just get through it and wait to wake up. It was desperate thinking, but better than the alternative. He poured himself a coffee, which thankfully was still hot.

"I mentioned our little idea to Nick and he's really into the idea too," Annie informed him, far too casually. "So there's your good news for this morning!"

Joe gulped the coffee down. Better play it safe here, Joe. "Remind me - what 'little idea' is this?"

"Don't be silly, honey," Annie chided him.

"Y'know... The threesome idea?" Nick added, also too casually.

"Yeah, right. Just... just checking," Joe replied, feeling every bit like an idiot. He could feel his face burning with shame.

"I told you he'd get all embarrassed," Annie told Nick. She looked at her husband. "Joe, it's okay. Seriously, just relax." She walked over to him and took his hand in hers. "I'm not saying we have to start right now or anything. Only when the moment's right."

"How can you be so... casual about this?" Joe asked. "Both of you! I don't get it!" He looked at Annie. "You've been having an affair with our son, and overnight you expect me to accept that, then hop in bed with both of you for a fucking three-way?" He looked over to Nick. "And you. You're happy to fuck your Mom? Oh, but not only that, you're fine with fucking her alongside your own father?" He pulled his hand from Annie's grip. "I'm sorry, this is way too fucking much for 7 in the morning. Fuck this. I've got to be at work in less than two hours." He turned to leave.

"Joe, honey. Wait. Please?"

He stopped, but he didn't turn around.

"I'm sorry, this situation is so unfair to you. And I was stupid to push you right after you found out. But I thought you enjoyed it last night, when we were talking through it together?"

"That was different. That was you and me, fantasizing in bed together. This is real life. It's our marriage. It's our family. It's..."

"It's fucked," Nick finished the thought. "I get it, Dad. I'd be pissed, too. But the whole time we've been... together, Mom's made it real clear that she's still into you, never wants to leave you, all that stuff. And I've felt the same way. I'd hate it if you guys got divorced, especially because of me. So that suggestion was Mom trying to... I dunno, keep us both happy. Keep the family together."

"I don't want to lose you," Annie confessed. "Either of you. I love you both. I'm IN love with you both."

Joe sighed. "And I love you too." He turned around. "Both of you." He looked at Nick, feeling the red hot prickles of embarrassment redden his face again. Neither man could remember the last time they said those words to each other - well before Nick entered puberty, that much was certain. Joe blushed again.

"I love you too, Dad," Nick said, his face quickly turning an equally deep shade of red.

"So..." Annie began, finally breaking the awkward silence. "What do we do now?"

"Well, we could start by letting Dad get some breakfast?" Nick suggested.

Joe forced a smiled at his son. The tension was slowly beginning to ease. He nodded, then kissed Annie on the forehead before stepping behind the counter to prepare his cereal.

Shortly, Annie and Nick joined him at the bench. Annie was between Joe and Nick. She reached out and held Joe's hand, then she grabbed Nick's. "We can make this work. I know we can."

Joe swallowed the last of his coffee with a gulp. How he wished it was a whisky he was downing instead. "I don't know. I'm willing to try, at least. Maybe I should take a sick day today? Tell them I've got... family stuff going on," he half smiled, then squeezed Annie's hand.

"I've got the next two days off work," Nick pointed to his scrawl on the mini whiteboard stuck to the fridge.

"Well, I don't need to be talked into playing hooky," Annie grinned. "Gillian can do the fucking presentation by herself." She looked at her two men - husband and son, both so strikingly similar in looks and mannerisms. "We're actually going to do this, then? Today? All together?" She tried and failed to hide her excitement.

"I guess so," Joe shrugged. "God help us." He excused himself while he called the office and emailed his boss.

"Good work, Mom," Nick grinned. "You were right, that didn't take too long to change his mind."

Annie risked it and kissed her son deeply on his mouth. "I couldn't have done it without you. So thank you, baby." She smiled, then kissed him again, slipping her tongue into her son's mouth.

Nick sucked his mom's tongue briefly, then reluctantly stood and started clearing their breakfast bowls and coffee mugs. "Fuck, you know I'd do anything for you, Mom. I'd even let you talk me into having a threesome with my own father." He grinned.

Annie stood and embraced him from behind as he rinsed the bowls. She stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear, "Admit it, it turns you on, too. I've seen you get hard at the thought of watching me get railed by the cock that made you."

"Mmm, so fuckin' hard, Mom..." he sighed. He felt her hand sliding down his chest, down to the waistband of his boxers, down to his button fly...

"So very hard, baby boy," Annie whispered as she felt her son's erection through the fabric of his shorts. "Now, you hold onto that thought while I deliver the bad news to Gillian. Migraine or stomach flu?"

"Stomach flu," Joe advised as he reappeared in the kitchen doorway. "Nobody wants you to come in if there's a risk they can catch the runs." If he saw that his wife had just been teasing their son's hard-on through his pants, he didn't react to it.

"An excellent point, dear," Annie grinned and grabbed her phone from the bench on the way out. Both father and son watched her leave, enjoying the sway of her ass and the tiny hint of her panties beneath the hem of her camisole.

Joe caught his son perving and knew he'd have to start getting used to that... and a lot more. "Great view, isn't it?" he asked awkwardly.

"I can only imagine how good it was when you first got together," Nick replied.

"Yeah," Joe nodded. He was suddenly unsure how to talk with his son anymore. Especially with the concept of a threesome with him looming in their immediate future. "Look, I'm sorry, I haven't had time to get used to this whole... situation."

"It's fine, I totally get it. It's bad enough your wife's been having an affair, but then it's your son, and now the next morning she's talking about you joining us in a threesome? It's a lot."

Why was Nick able to articulate it so much better than Joe himself? Where was the shy, awkward teen who couldn't even talk to girls without blushing until he was 17? Joe had to remind himself that Nick was now a 24 year old college grad. Joe and Annie had been engaged at his age. "Thanks for understanding."

"It'll be fine, though. Mom wouldn't let anything destroy the family. We're gonna work it out, one way or another."

"Well, kid. You might've gotten my looks, but you've inherited Mom's optimism, that's for sure." Joe smiled kindly at his son. It was nice to hear someone his age talk so positively.

"Okay, Gillian's pissed, but she'll survive. And I've got the day off," Annie walked back into the kitchen, relieved to find her husband hadn't murdered their son. "Tomorrow, too, if I need it. Now, it's probably a good idea if we all have a shower." She paused, realizing what she said. "Separately, I mean. This time, anyway," she winked, grinning.

Joe suddenly remembered the flaky dried cum on his belly. "Yeah. Good idea. You can go first if you want, babe."

Annie looked to Nick. He nodded; they'll be fine. She thanked them for being such gentlemen and left them alone again.

"Do you want the next one, or...?" Joe asked his son.

"Yeah, I can. Whatever works," he shrugged.

"So, tell me, how did it start between you and Mom?" Joe felt stupid asking - normally the kid asks how the parents got together. The dad shouldn't ever have to ask his son about the first time he fucked his own mom.

"Oh." Nick couldn't believe his Dad wanted to know. "Didn't Mom already tell you?"

"Yeah, but I want to hear your side, too."

Nick took a moment to organize his thoughts, then he started recounting that afternoon. He'd been for a run, Mom was cursing at her computer, he tried to help, then they touched the mouse at the same time.

"And that seemed to, like, spark something in Mom. She looked into my eyes and I got caught up in her gaze, and then... I can't remember who, but one of us made the first move and we started kissing. Well, making out, really. I can't explain it, I just knew to keep going, she didn't want me to stop, and I didn't want to stop, either. Even though she was my Mom. And maybe that made it even hotter to me, I don't know. So we kept on going, not even talking, just... making out, hands going everywhere, then... well, then before I knew it, I was inside her. And she just felt so good, and we both wanted it so bad."

Well, at least their stories were consistent. And damn it, now he was getting turned on again hearing his son tell the story. Again he wondered if it was an incest fetish or a cuckold fetish that made it such a turn on for him. He felt his cock rising in his boxers. Now he was getting an erection in front of his son. He took a seat, but it was too late.

"Don't worry, it had the same effect on me," Nick confided, nodding his head towards his own boxer shorts.

Joe looked before he even realized what he was doing. And sure enough, a bulge was growing in Nick's boxer shorts. His son had an erection, and made a point of telling him about it. His own father. This truly was a strange new world. But he'd better get used to it - if Annie had her way, soon enough both men would be naked, hard, and sharing her between them. "I'm sure your Mom would be getting a kick out of this conversation," Joe said ruefully. "But while she's not here, I need to ask. The threesome thing. You aren't looking to do anything... uh... I don't know how to put this..."

"Gay?" Nick asked.

"Gay. Yeah. You didn't want to do anything gay, did you?" Joe had always considered himself as straight as an arrow. It was one thing to be a party to mom/son incest as part of a threesome; to him, adding gay dad/son incest was a bridge too far.

Nick shook his head. "No, sorry."

Joe sighed with relief. "Oh thank god. No need to be sorry. I'm glad we're on the same page about that, at least."

"Christ, me too. I got really worried when you asked," Nick chuckled. He hesitated. "Has that made you feel any more... okay with the idea?"

"A little, I think. I guess so." He shrugged.

"But it's still going to be a bit weird," Nick agreed.

"Very weird," Joe corrected.

They both stood awkwardly, not sure where the conversation could go after that. Joe excused himself while he tried to look busy in the next room, again offering Nick the shower after Annie was done.

After his shower, Joe came back downstairs and followed the sound of his family's voices, and into the living room. Annie was laying down on the couch, reading her novel with her bare feet in Nick's lap. He was rubbing her shin casually while scrolling through posts on his phone in the other hand. Joe chided himself for feeling another twinge of jealousy. Taking a deep breath, he entered the room and sat down in his recliner.

"Hey sweetheart," Annie smiled, placing the bookmark before closing the book. "Good shower?"

"Yeah, plenty hot. Replacing the system was the right call - the old one wouldn't have held up to three showers in a row." He was even boring himself, but there was no way he was going to be the one to launch into group sex logistics.

Of course, it was Annie who broached the subject first. "Okay, you've both watched heaps of porn - how do we start this thing?"

Naturally, Nick was first to respond. "Usually it just starts with the guys taking turns kissing and undressing the woman," he offered. "It's something I usually skip past - the start of it."

Joe shrugged, unhelpfully. "That's about how I recall them going."

Annie sat up and motioned for Joe to sit beside her. "Come on over, honey. It's only right I start with you."

Joe obeyed, and joined his wife and son on the soft 3-seater couch. Annie turned to face her husband, placing a hand on his bearded cheek. She leaned forward, gently pulling his face towards hers. He complied, and soon her lips were on his. He put a hand around the back of her head and kissed her deeply.

Annie opened her mouth and pressed her tongue against Joe's lips, inviting herself into his mouth. He sucked at her soft, wet tongue and sighed with arousal.

Annie slipped her tongue out of her husband's mouth and turned away from him. She turned towards their son, who had been watching with great interest. He kissed his Mom, placing a hand on her neck. As he slid his tongue into her mouth, his fingers started caressing her collarbone.

Joe watched, suppressing his instinctive jealous anger. Instead, he placed a hand on Annie's thigh and started rubbing it through the fabric of her dress.

Nick's hand ventured south, down his mother's chest and quickly found the swell of her breasts. Joe watched as his son squeezed his own mom's soft breast. He heard her soft moan of pleasure. He felt his cock jump in response. Joe slipped his hand underneath the hem off Annie's dress, and she turned again to face her husband.

As Joe's tongue entered Annie's mouth, his hand started caressing the soft, creamy flesh of Annie's bare thigh. She sucked his tongue gently, and her hands began exploring her husband's and her son's thighs.

Nick slipped Annie's shoulder out off her dress and pulled the loose fabric down, exposing her bra on his side. He grabbed his Mom's tit and squeezed it firmly, urgently, lustily. He kissed her neck and felt her hand caressing the hard bulge in his chinos. He looked over and saw her doing the same with his Dad, whose hand was underneath her dress and working its way up to her crotch.

Annie switched back to kissing her son and Joe saw the progress Nick had made at undressing her. He used his free hand to pull Annie's other shoulder from the dress and tugged at the loose fabric until her bra was fully exposed. He watched Nick's hand caress and squeeze both breasts, and he moved his hand up to his wife's crotch. The heat was radiating off her pussy. A small wet patch was already forming in the fabric. Joe pressed his fingers firmly against her pussy, and Annie started grinding her hips into his hand. Her hand grabbed his cock firmly through his jeans.

Meanwhile, Annie's tongue was deep inside her son's mouth. He slipped one bra strap off his Mom's shoulder, then the other. He and his Dad worked together to liberate Annie's large tits from the lacy bra. They each watched her breasts spill from the cups and into their eager hands. Wasting no time, Joe and Nick immediately started squeezing a breast each. Rubbing her nipples, their fingers sinking into her soft, springy flesh.

Her husband's hand rubbing against her pussy, her son's and her husband's hands squeezing her bare breasts, her tongue dancing and rubbing against her son's. A hand on each of their hard cocks. Annie was in heaven. This was already going so much better than she predicted. She moaned into Nick's mouth and humped Joe's hand harder.

Annie broke off the kiss with her son and ordered them both, "Stand up, both of you." She released their cocks from her grasp.

Joe and his son stood up and turned to face Annie, still sitting on the couch. Her legs were spread wide, her tits were exposed, and her face was flushed red with desire. She leaned forward slightly and unhooked her bra behind her back. She removed it calmly and gently placed it on the seat beside her, where Joe had sat moments before. She looked up at her two lovers. "Shirts off, boys. Then everything else."

Nick and his Dad exchanged an uncertain look, then did as Annie commanded. They slipped their shirts over their heads. Joe tossed his on the couch, while Nick dropped his to the floor. Nick took off his socks, Joe kicking off his loafers and then his socks. Joe unbuckled his belt with trembling hands, then loosened his fly. Nick unbuttoned his shorts, then unzipped. They dropped their pants in unison. Stripped down to their underwear, both Turner men stood there awkwardly, trying not to look at each other's body for fear of being accused of being gay. Nick wore a bright green pair of boxers with nuts and bolts printed on them. Joe's were a simple black pair with a dark gray waistband. Their erections were obvious, straining against the thin cotton fabric.

"Boxers too, fellas," Annie sighed.

Nervously, they both hooked their thumbs into their boxers and pulled the elastic out and over their hard dicks, then let them drop to the floor. Now they were both fully naked, standing next to each other while staring down at a half-naked Annie, feeling her lustful eyes take in the sight. Both men were very obviously trying not to look at each other.

Annie hopped off the couch and dropped to her knees between her husband and her son. She reached up and grabbed their dicks at the same time and started jerking them slowly. "I'm one lucky woman," she grinned.

She looked up at Nick. "C'mere, baby," she instructed, tugging his dick towards her. He obliged, and she rewarded him by taking his cock into her mouth.

Joe was shocked at how much he enjoyed the sight of his wife wrapping her soft, red lips around their only child's thick, hard cock. "Annie May, you spoil that child," he teased. How was he so okay with this? He decided he didn't care anymore. This was too hot to object to. He was beginning to understand how those two stumbled into it so easily.

"Feels so good, Mom," Nick whispered, placing his hand on her head. He started thrusting his hips slowly.

Joe watched his wife sliding her lips up and down his son's thick cock, felt her hand stroking his own hard dick, watched her big tits swaying slowly. It was like being in his own incestuous porno scene. Joe felt Nick's eyes on him, his cock, as he watched his Mom jerking off his Dad at the same time she blew him.

Annie tugged at Joe's cock, pulling him closer to her. He was now standing inches away from his own son, whose cock was deep inside his wife's mouth. Annie opened her mouth, stuck her tongue out, and started swirling it around the tip of her son's swollen purple cockhead. She grinned when he moaned deeply, her hazel eyes locked on Nick's brown eyes.

She then turned to face her husband's cock. A little over seven inches, it was as long as his son's, but slightly less thick. She gave Joe the same treatment as their son - taking him into her warm, wet mouth, sliding her soft lips up and down his shaft, pressing her tongue against the tip.

"Oooh, fuck, baby," he grunted. He stared into her eyes, but also felt his eyes drawn to her hand on Nick's cock. She was pumping it gently in her left hand - the hand with her wedding ring on it. He watched it glide up and down the thick, hard shaft of their son's dick, from the tip to the neatly trimmed forest of his dark pubic hair. Her gold wedding ring glinting in the morning light. A symbol of their unity, grossly perverted as it rested against her son's erect penis. It should have enraged him, but instead it heightened his arousal.

"That's it, Mom," Nick said. "Suck Dad's cock, nice and slow." He grinned at his Mom.

"Mmmmm," Annie replied, clearly enjoying her son's vulgar commentary. She responded by slowing down her bobbing, drawing out each in-and-out slide. She gulped down a mouthful of precum-flavored saliva.

"Now lick the tip, just like you licked your son's," Joe ordered his wife.

Annie obliged, opening her mouth and slowly licking a circle around her husband's warm, salty, musky purple cock tip. Feeling the ridges where his shaft began, flicking her tongue across his pee hole, around and around clockwise. She finished by taking her husband's cock into her mouth again and taking it as far into her throat as she could before gagging.

Annie then took Joe's cock out of her mouth, swapping it for her son's. She wrapped her lips around his thick cock and took it as far as she could, then slid her mouth back up to his tip. She did it twice more before swapping back to her husband for the same treatment. She kept alternating between their cocks, sucking faster each time, relishing the sound of their moaning, their eyes locked on hers. After a few minutes, her mouth started to fatigue.

She looked up at her men, stroking both their cocks simultaneously. Her chin was coated in a thick, clear combination of saliva and precum. Grinning like she'd won the lottery, she asked "Now, who wants to help me out of this fucking dress?"

She let go of their dicks and stood up. She was amazed to see them working together without a word. Joe straightened out the fabric at her back, and Nick immediately got up work unzipping the dress. They let it fall to the floor at Annie's feet. Joe stood in front of his wife and kissed her. Nick stepped behind her, grabbing both breasts in his hands while pressing his wet erection into the small of her back, just above her backside.

Annie slipped her soaking panties down her legs and embraced her husband, pulling his nude body against hers. She was sandwiched between her husband and her son, just as she'd fantasized about so many times. One hard cock pressing into her stomach, the other pressing into her back. Husband and son, united in their desire for her.

Nick took his mother by the hand and guided her to the couch, with his father following close behind. Annie sat down in the middle, and Nick dropped to his knees in front of her. She spread her legs and shifted her ass forward on the seat as Joe sat beside her. Nick leaned forward and began kissing his Mom's soft thighs. He inched his way toward her crotch, kissing one leg and then the other. He nestled his nose in his Mom's neatly trimmed bush, breathing in the thick scent of her arousal. Her moist folds beckoned him, begging for his tongue. He slid his tongue into his mother's warm opening, savoring the salty, sweet, musky taste and aroma of his Mom's pussy. Frenching his Mom's vagina, his nose bumping against her swollen clit.

Annie moaned loudly as her son's well-taught mouth explored her pussy. Her husband was playing with her tits, squeezing them and softly tweaking her pink nipples. He was sucking on her earlobe and kissing her neck, breathing deeply with desire.

"Oooh, my baby," she moaned and started grinding her hips, rubbing her crotch in Nick's face.

Nick swallowed her juices greedily, moaning into his Mom's vagina. Now that she was getting into it, he withdrew his tongue from her hole and traced it upwards to her swollen pink clit. He parted his lips and took it into his mouth, sucking it lightly while his tongue worked at it, flicking it back and forth. Slowly at first, but quickly gaining speed.

Annie bucked her hips enthusiastically, pressing herself hard into Nick's face. "Fuck yes, baby. Fuck yes," she whispered breathlessly.

Joe began kissing down Annie's neck, making his way towards her hard nipples. He took one into his mouth, kissing it and sucking it hungrily. He played with the other breast, groping and squeezing it firmly.

"Oh god, oh fuck," Annie squealed. She had one hand on Nick's head, and the other on Joe's, holding them in place while they worked her erogenous zones with their mouths, rapidly bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.

"Make me cum," she begged. "Make Mommy cum, baby, make me cum," she repeated, feeling the sensations building inside her.

Nick redoubled his efforts, tongue flicking relentlessly across his mother's clit, lips sucking it rhythmically. Joe began switching between Annie's tits, sucking one then the other. They both watched her body tensing up as her climax built. Her breathing changed, getting faster and more shallow.

She moaned loudly and deeply as the orgasm hit. Waves of pleasure exploding within her, sending jolts of electricity to her limbs. She twitched and jerked, a mindless creature enraptured in bliss. Nick and Joe kept pleasuring her, tongues working on her clit and tits until the peak had passed and she started to come down from her high. They slowed to a stop.

Nick's face emerged from his mother's lap with his cheeks and chin glistening from Annie's pussy juices. He sat beside her and kissed her deeply on the mouth. Joe watched as she kissed him with deep gratitude, then she started kissing his face, licking and swallowing her own sex fluids.

Annie then turned to her husband and shared her juices with him as they kissed. He slid his hand over her thigh and up to her crotch, easily slipping two fingers into her wet pussy, pressing the palm of his hand against her pubic mound. He started fingering her, pumping his fingers in and out of her vagina while rubbing her sensitive clit with his palm. He curled his fingers, rubbing Annie's g-spot with precision.

Annie soon started grinding her hips in rhythm with her husband's thrusting fingers. She reached her hands either side and grabbed Joe's and Nick's hard cocks, pumping them firmly but slowly.

Nick leaned over and started sucking his Mom's big breasts. Just like his Dad, jumping between one and the other, focusing on the nipples. He could tell his Mom was already getting close to cumming again - she was breathing hard, and her cock stroking gradually slowed to a stop. "Cum for us, Mom," he grunted between mouthfuls of nipples. "Cum for me and Dad."

Just before it hit, Annie stopped making out with her husband and moaned deeply with her mouth gaping open. Both father and son watched her riding the waves of pleasure as they wracked her body. The feeling of their eyes on her naked body only enhanced the sexual bliss. "Fuuuuck," she moaned breathlessly as she came down from her high. She started pumping Joe and Nick's cocks again. "Fuck me, boys," she demanded.

"How?" Joe asked, then realized he needed to phrase it better. "Um... How do you want us, babe?"

Annie fought the urge to roll her eyes. Instead, she stood from the couch and dropped to her hands and knees in front of Joe. Their son didn't need to be told what to do - Nick immediately leaped from the couch and stood behind his Mom.

Throughout their brief affair, Nick and Annie had fucked in many different positions, but doggy style was easily his favorite. There was something special about taking your Mom from behind and holding onto her ass while you pounded her sweet pussy, watching her ass ripple with each hard thrust into the same pussy that birthed you. He wasted no time this morning, lined himself up with her opening and easily slid into her warm, wet embrace.

Annie groaned as her son entered her. She smiled at her husband as Nick started thrusting his thick, hard cock in and out of her hungry pussy. "That's it, baby. Fuck me, just like that. Good boy."

Joe couldn't take his eyes off his wife's face. Grinning up at him while their son fucked her from behind. She was fucking loving it. And despite the jealousy, the betrayal, the incest, that was all that mattered. Annie was happy, so he was happy. But he was even happier when she opened her mouth and started sucking him.

The Turner family were now joined together as one. Father, mother, and son all connected by two hard dicks in wet holes. And Annie was the glue keeping it all together. She was in sexual heaven, getting fucked by both Joe and Nick at the same time. Just like she wanted ever since that first time with her son.

Joe relaxed, letting Annie blow him while their son fucked her, gradually getting faster. Each time Joe thrust his hard cock into his Mom, she'd thrust forward, taking more of Joe's dick into her mouth. And when Nick thrust out, she'd slide her mouth up Joe's shaft, licking and teasing the tip. It was the most efficient blowjob Annie had ever given, and Joe was happy to be the recipient. He placed a hand on the back of her head and stroked her auburn hair lovingly.

"That's it, babe," Joe cooed. "Suck my cock while our son fucks you." He was amazed how quickly he was getting into the spirit of the occasion. The taboo was just so fucking hot.

"You like being spit roasted by me and Dad, don't you, Mom?" Nick added.

"Mm-hm," Annie moaned her agreement. Two hard cocks inside her. Her two lovers admiring her. Her family all getting along. All of the tension and guilt of the affair was dissipating rapidly. She'd never felt more loved and wanted and sexy in her life.

Within a few minutes, Nick was rapidly pounding his Mom's hungry pussy. Her soft, round ass bouncing hypnotically as he fucked her. Her head rapidly bobbing up and down on his Dad's cock. "Fuck, you feel good," he moaned to his Mom.

Joe soon realized he couldn't stand much more before he was going to cum. Between the fast blowjob and the sight of Nick fucking Annie, he was so turned on, but wasn't ready to finish yet. He motioned to Annie that he needed to end the blowjob. She released him, and he shuffled across to another seat on the couch.

Annie took the opportunity to change positions with their son. She looked back at him over her shoulder. "Lie down, sweetheart," she instructed.

Nick wasn't ready to change position, but he reluctantly obeyed, withdrawing from her pussy and laying down on the carpet.

Annie crawled over to her son and swiftly straddled his bare body, positioning her vagina directly above his hard, wet cock. Joe couldn't help watching his son's dick slide into his own mother's pussy, disappearing inside her. Annie stayed upright as they quickly resumed fucking, letting Nick and Joe watch her tits bounce and see her pussy slide up and down on Nick's cock.

Annie smiled at her husband, aroused (and relieved) he was enjoying the show. Joe was watching them intensely, his erection showing no signs of fading. He was transfixed, watching mother and son as they fucked passionately in front of him. He watched her big tits bounce rhythmically, her belly jiggling. His son's young, hard cock thrusting deep inside her.

"Oooh, fuck me, Mom," Nick grunted beneath her. He grabbed her hips firmly.

"Fuck me, baby," Annie replied. She reached down and started rubbing her clit while she rode her son's cock. "Fuck me hard, Nick."

Nick did as instructed. He started thrusting up, hard and fast, just the way his Mom likes it. The rhythmic smacking souns of their two bodies colliding almost drowned out their pleasure groans. The feeling of her pussy tightening around his pounding dick told him she was close.

"Fuck yes!" Annie panted. "Fuck me, fuck Mom, cum in me, oh fuck I'm gonna cum baby!"

Joe watched his wife spasm and writhe on her son's cock as they fucked towards orgasm together. Mother and son, consumed by incestuous pleasure. He felt a pang of sadness that he'd never feel that taboo bliss firsthand, only ever be a party to it. However, that small sadness wasn't enough to kill his boner, which raged on.

His Mom's orgasm pushed Nick over the edge. "Fuuuuuck!" he cried as the pressure building in his cock erupted. He exploded inside his mother's womb, filling her with his hot seed. He pulled her down hard onto his dick, shooting his cum as deep into her as possible.

Annie leaned down and kissed her son deeply on the mouth, sliding her tongue into his mouth as he came inside her. Still grinding her hips, drawing out her son's orgasm as long as possible. Squeezing his cock with her pussy, feeling each throb of his dick as it shot semen into her.

Joe couldn't stand it any more. He leaped from the couch and onto the floor beside them. He growled into Annie's ear, "Fuck me. Now."

Annie climbed off her son and lay on her back beside him and gladly spread her legs for her husband. Joe immediately knelt and guided his hard dick into his wife's pussy. He was so horny he didn't care that it was full of his own son's cum - he just needed her. They both moaned as he entered her, sliding his cock inside and coating it with Annie's and Nick's combined cum.

Nick watched his Dad fuck his Mom. His Mom with a pussy full of his own cum. He was amazed that his Dad didn't seem to worry about taking his sloppy seconds. He couldn't help but look at his Dad's hard cock as Joe started thrusting it in and out of Annie's pussy.

All three family members stared at Joe's cock sliding in and out of Annie's cum-filled vagina. As they fucked, Joe's cock was quickly covered in Nick's white cum. It oozed out of Annie's opening and spilled onto the carpet.

"Fuck her, Dad," Nick cheered. "Fuck her hard."

Joe bent over and kissed his wife, sliding his tongue into her mouth. She grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper inside her. He broke the kiss and knelt upright again. He looked over to his son. "Suck your mother's tits," he commanded.

Nick gladly complied. He leaned down and grabbed his Mom's breasts with both hands, then started sucking one hungrily.

"You're so fucking hard," Annie complimented her husband. "Fuck me with that big hard cock, honey," she moaned. "Cum inside me."

"Cum inside you, just like our son," Joe replied. "Fill that pussy up with our cum." He started thrusting harder.

"Fuck yeah, give it to me!" Annie begged.

"Fuck her hard, fuck that pussy," Nick joined in. "Make these big tits bounce, Dad." He squeezed them hard, then went back to sucking them.

Joe grabbed Annie's legs and groaned loudly. "Oh fuck. Fuck yeah. Take it all, babe"

"Cum for me, cum for me, honey," Annie cooed, tightening herself around his swelling dick, thrusting her hips towards him.

"Give her that cum, Dad. Fill up that pussy."

"Fuuuuuuuuck!" Joe growled. He thrust himself inside Annie's pussy as deep as possible and quivered as he came, shooting thick ropes of cum into her, his seed mixing with his son's.

"Oooh yes, yes, babe," Annie grinned. "Just like that..."

Nick licked and kissed his Mom's nipples as his Dad came. It was weird watching your parents virtually recreating your own conception, but a hot kind of weird. He really loved watching his Mom taking dick and being pumped full of cum, whether it was his or his dad's. He felt his dick starting to harden again already.

Annie grinned at her husband. "Told you you'd love it," she teased.

"You know me too well," Joe conceded, still trying to catch his breath.

"Let me clean you off, babe," Annie offered to Joe. She tapped Nick's head, and he stopped sucking her tits. She shuffled backwards away from them and motioned for them both to stand up.

Just as before, Nick and his Dad stood in front of Annie, nude, in varying states of hardness. Annie knelt in front of Joe and took his softening cock in one hand, then began licking it gently. The combined taste of all their fluids was incredible. This is what she'd always wanted - Joe, Nick and herself, united. She licked and swallowed it enthusiastically, loving the salty, fishy, slightly sweet and meaty flavor. She didn't stop until every trace of the taste was gone.

"Fuck, Annie, feels so good," he moaned softly. He started to wonder if this was the end of the morning's activities.

Nick watched his Mom going to town on his Dad's soft cock and couldn't help getting fully hard again. It would probably make his Dad feel bad, but it's just another bonus of being younger. Fuck, she looks so good with Dad's dick in her mouth. The way she uses her tongue, her lips. They were both so lucky they got to enjoy her.

Annie gave up hope on resurrecting Joe's cock. Especially when she caught a glimpse of Nick's erection a few inches away. "You liked the show, baby?" She asked him. "Enjoyed watching Mommy lick your cum, and my cum, and Dad's cum, off of Dad's dick?"

"I can't help it if you look so good with a dick in your mouth, Mom," Nick grinned. He stepped closer to his Mom, who was transfixed by his hard on.

Annie dropped Joe's flaccid dick in favor of her son's erection. She wrapped her lips around his thick head and started blowing him. Lips and tongue working at the tip, one hand at the base, pumping lightly. The taste wasn't the same - it was missing Joe's cum, but the combined mother/son juices were still very pleasant.

"Fuck, Mom," Nick groaned.

Joe watched his wife lick and suck and stroke and worship their son's thick, hard, young cock. He watched it disappear and reappear in her mouth, covered in her saliva, seeming to grow even harder and thicker than before. He heard them both moaning softly as her mouth explored his manhood. He saw the lust and love in their eyes. Their incestuous bond. It was a beautiful sight to see, really. And a damn hot one, too. A mother on her knees, her son's hard dick in her mouth? You'd have to be dead not to be turned on by that. "That's it, Annie. Suck your son's big hard cock."

Annie grinned. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Joe was already getting hard again. Pretty impressive for a guy in his 50s. "Mmmmm," she moaned, then reached out to her husband's stiffening cock. She stroked it gently as she sucked their son.

"That's it, Mom. Stroke Dad's cock," Nick encouraged.

She started alternating between them. Sucking Nick, then Joe, then Nick, then Joe. Before long, they were both as hard as each other. Now was her chance. She stopped sucking and pulled back, stroking both cocks simultaneously. Then she released Nick's dick and focused on jerking off her husband.

She could see Nick watching her working his Dad's dick. She reached up and grabbed Nick's hand. She guided it closer and closer, then placed her son's hand on his father's hard cock. She let go of them both and watched.

They were both frozen. Nick's hand was on Joe's cock. Nick looked at his Mom. She smiled and nodded - yes, do it.

Nick felt like he didn't have a choice. Against all instincts, against the promise he made in the kitchen, he started moving his hand. He started jerking his father's cock. He felt it jump and harden in his grasp. He felt his own dick jump with nervous, incestuous excitement.

Joe didn't move. He couldn't move. He looked down at his wife as she gave him a similar smile and nod - yes, go with it.

He couldn't have let Nick stop even if he wanted to. The forbidden, taboo nature of the act was too enticing to walk away from. This was his son - this shouldn't be happening. But it was. His son's hand was on his dick, it was stroking it, and it wasn't going to stop. He felt himself getting harder yet. Oh fuck.

Joe felt Annie's hand grab his own. He knew what was going to happen now. So he let it happen. He wanted it to happen. Annie placed her husband's hand onto their son's cock. Joe wrapped his fingers around it and started pumping.

They were transfixed. Hypnotized by the sight and feeling of their hand on another man's cock. On his son's cock. On his father's cock. It was so wrong, but even more than that, it was so good. Years of anxiety about how to show affection without "looking gay" fell away in an instant. It didn't matter any more. They loved each other. And this was how they were going to show it from now on.

Annie watched as they both started looking up towards each other's face. Father and son's eyes met. Without a word, they leaned in and kissed deeply on the lips. Closed mouths at first. Testing the waters. And the water was just fine.

Joe parted his lips. Nick parted his. He moved his tongue forward and into his father's waiting mouth. Joe met his son's tongue with his own. Still their hands gingerly jerked each other's rock hard cocks.

Joe's beard tickled his son's face in a strange, pleasant way. They inhaled each other's scent and taste. The feeling of their lips, their tongues, their dicks. It was unlike anything either man had experienced before. A piece of themselves they didn't even know was missing was suddenly found. This was good. This was right. This was fucking hot.

Joe put his other arm around his son and pulled him close. He felt his son's naked warmth against his skin and moaned softly. His son's body felt so much harder than his wife's - firmer, leaner. He kissed Nick harder and gripped his cock more firmly.

Nick pressed himself into his Dad's warm, hairy, nude body and caressed his back. His Dad's ample body hair softened the feeling of his body, but it still felt much rougher than any woman's body. This is what a man feels like.

Annie couldn't believe it had worked. She watched them as they made out - father and son, united in gay incestuous pleasure. Just as she'd dreamed. But the reality was even hotter, solely by the virtue that it was actually happening. She bathed in the sight of it, too scared that talking would snap them out of it.

Annie leaned back, transfixed by the show Joe and Nick were putting on. She started rubbing her clit, eagerly chasing another orgasm while they temporarily forgot about her.

Father and son continued to make out and jerk each other off while Annie brought herself to orgasm another three times. Finally, Joe couldn't take anymore. He broke the kiss, and breathlessly admitted, "I need to taste it. Your cock."

Nick nodded - permission granted. His Dad dropped to his knees and wasted no more time. Joe took his son's hard dick into his mouth.

The flavor was incredible. He could still taste his wife on his son's hard cock, but there was another taste that was purely Nick's. That was the taste of cock. It tasted a little similar to pussy, but... stronger somehow. Harder. Manlier. He devoured his son's cock, sliding his mouth up and down, moaning softly. Swallowing the juices.

"Mmmm, fuck, Dad, feels good," Nick groaned and caressed the back of his father's head.

"You look so hot with our son's cock in your mouth," Annie cooed. She grinned when Joe's cock jumped in response.

"C'mere, darling," Joe ordered her.

Above, Nick grinned. This was going to be amazing.

Joe held their son's cock in his hand. His wife crawled over and took it into her mouth again, her eyes locked on her husband's. She slurped Nick's dick, then pulled back. Her mouth was immediately replaced with Joe's. They took turns sucking their son's cock.

Nick looked down. Mom sucking him. Now Dad sucking him. Mom. Dad. Mom. Dad. "Jesus fuck," he groaned. "I need a break, I don't wanna cum just yet."

"Swap places with Dad, baby," Annie instructed. "Now, you get to taste the cock that made you." She grinned at them both.

Nick dropped to his knees and nodded to his father, smiling. Joe nodded and smiled back at him and Annie, then stood before them, hard and ready. Annie grabbed Joe's cock, holding it still for their son. Nick lunged at it, eager to taste his dad's erection.

Joe watched his only child swallow his cock, felt his tongue and lips press and suck on his cockhead, heard him softly moan. "Oh my god," Joe groaned.

"That's it, sweetie," Annie cooed. "Suck Dad's dick, just like that. Mmmm, he tastes so good, doesn't he?"

"Mmm-hmm," Nick moaned in agreement. Bobbing his head back and forth on his father's hardness like his life depended on it. He caressed his dad's hairy legs, and breathed in the smells of his cock and crotch.

"You look so sexy, sucking on the cock that made you," Annie continued. "Fuck, I bet it feels so special, honey. Make sure Daddy knows just how grateful you are for his cock, the same way you showed your gratitude for Mommy's pussy."

Nick slowed his bobbing, then took Joe's dick out of his mouth. He licked it slowly, tenderly, lovingly. Savoring the taste, the smell, the sight, the feeling of it against his tongue.

"Tell him how much you love it," Annie ordered their son.

Nick looked up at his dad. "Mmm, I fucking love your cock, Dad. God, it tastes so good."

"I love the taste of yours too," Joe replied earnestly. "I could've sucked it for an hour. I was gonna suck all the cum out of you and still want more," he confessed.

"That's so sweet, darling," Annie told her husband. She moved towards his cock. "So, so sweet." Nick reluctantly made room for his mother and let her envelop his father's cock in her open mouth. She licked and kissed it tenderly, just as Nick had done.

Joe watched as they took turns kissing, licking and sucking his dick. He'd never dreamed something so wrong could feel so heavenly.

Occasionally, Annie and Nick's tongues would collide and they'd stop sucking and start making out for a couple seconds, tongues lashing wildly, lips and chins dripping saliva and precum. After the sixth time this happened, Joe dropped back to his knees and joined them. The family were all on their knees on the living room floor, fully naked, mouths wet, cocks hard, pussy dripping, fully embracing their newfound sexual liberation. Mother and son, husband and wife, father and son, all taking turns sucking tongues and swallowing spit, in pairs and all together. Moaning and gasping in unbridled lust.

Annie slid her fingers into her dripping wet pussy, coating her fingers with her natural lubricant. She reached behind Nick's back, and wiped her juices between his ass cheeks.

Nick immediately knew what was coming next. He swallowed hard, stomach aflame with excitement and nerves in equal measure.

Annie once again slipped her fingers inside herself and coated Joe's cock with lube, then she turned to Nick. "Fuck me, baby."

She lay on the floor. Nick climbed on top of her, then motioned to Joe. "I want you to guide me in, Dad."

"Any time," Joe replied. He grabbed Nick's hard, hot, dripping cock and, after a couple of strokes, lined his son's cock up with the opening of Annie's wet pussy. He watched his wife as her folds devoured her son's flesh, then watched it reappear and disappear again as they started to fuck.

Between pleasure groans, Annie called out to her husband. "Fuck him, Joe. Fuck him and fuck me."

Joe took his place behind Joe and between his legs. "You sure?"

"Fuck me, Dad," came the reply. "I want you inside me."

Joe nodded, though nobody else could see it. He grabbed his hard cock, smothered and shimmering in his wife's pussy juice, and guided it towards his son's virgin asshole.

Nick paused when he felt Joe's warm harness against his ass. His father's hands gently parted his cheeks and softly rubbed his cockhead gently against his tight opening. He looked at his mom, who was grinning at him. She wanted this so bad - to be fucked by her son, while he was fucked by his dad. And goddamn it, he wanted it too. To feel Dad inside him, to surrender to him, to show he could take it all. All while driving his cock into Mom's insatiable pussy. Fuck, how was he ever going to last like that?

Every instinct told Joe to slam it in, to ram his cock into his son's ass and ride him until it broke him, show him who's boss. But no, that would ruin things. God help him, he wanted this to last just as much as Annie did now. So he took it slow. Gentle. Lovingly. He softly pressed his cock into Nick's perfect little hole, rubbing up and down. He lined up with the middle as best he could, and pressed more. And a little more. A fraction of an inch at a time. Spreading and stretching his son's hungry virgin ass with his ravenous cock.

Gradually, he worked it in. Once the tip was inside, it started to get easier. Bit by bit, all the way to the hilt. "Good boy," he cooed to his son.

To Nick, the feeling was indescribable. It hurt, being stretched where you've never even explored with a finger. But more than that, it felt good. The pressure building and building, your hole stretching and stretching to take it - your own father's hard cock. And he'd soon find out even that wasn't as good as it would feel.

Joe started pulling out of Nick's ass. His son's tight asshole hugged and pulled his cock, begging it not to leave. Joe fought against the resistance, then thrust back slightly faster.

Nick grunted and groaned as his dad started slowly working his way up to fucking his ass. The feeling of his asshole stretching, filling all the way up, then the relief as the pressure subsided when Joe thrust back - it was unlike anything he'd ever felt before. "Oooh, fuck, Dad," he moaned repeatedly. "Nnngh, fuck me."

"That's it, honey. Fuck your boy, just like that." Annie cooed. She started rocking her hips beneath Nick. Fucking him at the same time as her husband. "Fuck him with me, Joe."

"Ooooh fuck yes," Joe grunted. Gradually increasing the speed of his thrusts, eager to see how much his boy could take. "That's my boy. Taking it from Mom and Dad at the same time." He rubbed his son's ass cheeks, then grabbed him by the hips. He let a long string of spit fall from his mouth and down onto the shaft of his cock, replenishing the lubrication. Then he started thrusting harder and faster with each pump of his hips.

"Oh fuck!" Nick cried. "God yes, fuck me!" He kissed Annie deeply on her open, panting mouth. She responded by sucking his tongue and clenching her pussy walls, squeezing Nick's cock even tighter inside her.

Dad fucking son, son fucking mom, their depraved vocalizations filling the musky air.

Harder and harder, faster and faster. Joe was now fucking Nick as hard as he fucked Annie last night. Annie surrendered control of her thrusts, and soon Nick did the same. Joe was now in full control.

Fucking his son, driving his dick deep inside his stretched asshole, hands digging into his hips, hearing his deep, manly moans. Using his son to fuck his wife, using his thrusts to control Nick's thrusts into Annie, watching her hands sliding up and down Nick's back, listening to her throaty, feminine moans.

"Fuck me, boys!" Annie cried. "Fuck me, Nick! Fuck me, Joe! That's it! Use your son to fuck me!"

Joe couldn't take any more. He felt the sensation building in his cock again. He felt his dick swelling inside Nick. "Uuurgh, fuck! I'm gonna cum," he cried.

"That's it, Dad, cum for me," Nick grunted. "Cum in my ass!"

"Do it, honey, cum inside your son," Annie cheered. "Give him your cum! Take it, baby, take all Dad's cum!"

"Oh fuck!" Joe thrust as fast as he could, chasing the feeling. "Oooh fuck!" he cried.

Nick felt his dad's thick cock swell as it stopped deep inside him. He felt Joe's strong fingers dig deep into his hips as the orgasm hit. He felt each throb of his father's cock as it shot warm cum deep into his asshole. And that was enough to push him over the edge, too. He groaned and thrust his cock deep into his mom's pussy, body twitching as the pleasure flooded his mind. He shot his seed deep into his mother's hungry pussy again, while his father did the same to his boy pussy.

Annie moaned with deep, contented pleasure. She'd done it, and it worked even better than she had dared dream. She had not only convinced her husband to join her and their son, but she'd gotten them to kiss, stroke and suck each other, and even fuck. It was so fucking hot. And she was there to enjoy it, to watch it and participate. To get fucked by them both at the same time! Life couldn't possibly get better. She kissed Nick deeply on the mouth, pulling his body close to hers.

Joe watched his wife make out with their son. He caressed Nick's firm ass cheeks, rubbing and squeezing them while his erection softened inside. When he was soft enough, he pulled out and watched some of his cum spill from Nick's gaping hole. He scooped some up with two fingers, and took it down to his lovers. He offered it to them, and they both licked his cum from his fingers.

"You like the taste of Dad's cum, Nick?" Joe asked.

Nick nodded.

Joe looked at Annie. "Darling, could you do your son a favor and eat all my cum from his ass, then deliver it to him?" Once you crossed the line into bisexual incest, it really opens up your sexual creativity.

"Absolutely," Annie agreed.

Joe instructed them both, having Nick kneel on all fours, with Annie similarly on all fours behind him. She eagerly began licking their son's used asshole, probing and slurping up her husband's cum. Then Joe took his place behind Annie and eagerly did the same to her used pussy, probing and slurping up his son's cum.

When Annie was sure she'd gotten all she could, she called out to Nick with a mouthful of Joe's cum. Nick crawled over to her and they kissed, snowballing and taking turns holding Joe's ass-flavored cum between them, eventually swallowing it.

Meanwhile, Joe was still working on cleaning out Annie's pussy. He'd greedily swallowed about half of his son's pussy-flavored cum, but he was still saving some in his mouth. He started licking Annie's clit - one final way of thanking her for the invitation. Slowly and gently at first, gradually increasing speed and pressure.

"Mmmm, fuck yes, honey," she moaned with a mouthful of her son's tongue. "Right there, just like that."

Nick wasn't going to let his dad get all the credit. He kissed his mom one more time, then crawled on his hands and knees behind her, where his dad was busily eating her pussy. "Care to share, Dad?"

Joe nodded.

"On the couch might work better," Annie suggested. Joe stopped and let her reposition on the couch. One she was sitting there, squeezing her breasts, legs wide open, her two men crawled towards her and started licking her clit. Joe on her left, Nick on her right, mouths open, tongues out, kissing, sharing Nick's cum and attacking her sensitive little button together. She was in incest heaven.

Father and son kept pleasuring Annie's clit, kissing each other as much as they were licking her. The sensation, the sights, the fact she'd already cum like six or seven times already that morning - she lasted no time at all. She squealed and convulsed and came so hard her vision started to darken at the edges.

While Annie came, Nick continued to make out with his father, tasting his own cum on his dad's tongue. Joe continued to push more and more of his cum into Nick's mouth, snowballing with Dad exactly as he'd done with Mom. When Annie had regained her composure, Nick pulled himself up onto the couch beside her. He kissed her deeply, transferring his cum into her open mouth. She swallowed it happily. Now Joe's cum and Nick's cum swirled and combined in her stomach and in her womb.

Joe quickly joined Annie and Nick, kissing them both in turn before collapsing back onto the couch, completely exhausted. He couldn't believe what had just happened, what his family had become. But he was glad. He was all in. Already he was fantasizing about getting fucked by Nick, taking that big, thick, young cock inside his ass. Annie was right; incest with Nick was addictive.

Joe turned to his wife. "Thank you," he said. He looked at his son. "And thank you."

Nick nodded. "I love you. And I love you too, Mom. It was a great idea."

Annie grinned. "I love you. Both of you." Sure, there were probably still going to be occasional bumps in the road, but for now, Annie knew her family's future was going to be just perfect.