2 - Family Rules

2 - Family Rules

Pru's mind was still reeling weeks after a wedding experience like no other (1 - Joining the Family). She and her husband, Sean, had been there to see her friend, Debbie's, oldest son get married. Pru got more than she anticipated that night when she found herself the object of Debbie's brother-in-law, Tom's, attentions, to which she eagerly succumbed. While the memory remained warm and arousing, she was still as unsure as she was curious about what it really meant, so she made a trip to visit Debbie for a night to make sense of it all.

After dinner and normal conversation while cleaning up, Debbie's husband, Mike, said, "Ladies, I'm going to watch a movie in our room and leave you two to catch up." He gave Debbie a long kiss, squeezing her ass as he did. When Debbie turned her back to them to finish the dishes, he kissed Pru just as passionately, patted her ass softly, then winked at her before walking out with a smile.

Watching it all in the reflection in the window over the kitchen sink, Debbie shook her head in amusement. After he disappeared up into their bedroom, she smiled innocently at Pru and said, "Enough small talk and fooling around with my husband. What would you like to know?"

Pru laughed and said, "Really, I have to remind you?! Let's see, you served me up to be... broken in? Those were your words -- broken in by Mike's brother, Tom. He fucks me and a few other things that night, and then I find out he fucks you too? And, unless I'm remembering wrong, he also fucks your daughter, your brand-new daughter in law, and maybe his own mother! Oh, and there was something about your father-in-law and you the night before your wedding. Is that a good enough reminder?"

"Yes, I think I have the picture now," Debbie said sweetly. "You're almost right about the others, just not Jen yet. She won't be included until her twenty-first birthday next month. Before I enlighten you on the rest, tell me, you did like it, didn't you? Your experience with Tom?"

Pru blushed and said, "Oh fuck... yeah, I loved it."

Nodding, Debbie said, "And you would do it again, wouldn't you? Whatever he asks -- or tells -- you to do, at least sexually?"

Pru didn't answer right away, but then looked down and said quietly, "Yes... tonight if he was here."

Smiling, Debbie said, "I thought you would feel that way, or at least I hoped you would. Now, about the story, it's a long one, so pour us each another glass of wine and get comfortable."

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This started generations ago, and no one today knows how far back. They don't talk about it outside the family, so even though Debbie and Mike dated in high school and all through college, it wasn't until he proposed that he finally broached the subject with her.

That night, he and Debbie had dinner at an expensive restaurant, drank way too much and, like they often did, fucked in the back seat of his car in the parking lot and then again in his room at his parents' house. After midnight, he had sobered up some and said, "Hey, I need to tell you something."

Debbie's head was still spinning from the wine and the sex, and she giggled, "Ok, tell me something."

He struggled to find the words, then said, "There's an old tradition in my family. If we get married, you'd be part of it. We call it, the man of the family. The current one is my dad."

"Not so unusual, you know. Your dad is the head of the family," she said.

"I didn't say head, I said man of the family... the extended family," Mike said matter of factly. "As that man, he has certain... privileges with the women in the family."

"What kind of privileges?" she asked, sobering up.

"Let's just say that, as the oldest son of his generation, all of the women in the family are available to him sexually, whenever he asks," he said. "And that will include you after we're married."

"What?!" she said. "If you and I get married, I have to fuck your dad? And you're ok with that?!"

"Yes, and yes," he said with a shrug. "No one is forced to do anything, and I've never known a woman in this family to not give it very willingly and be very happy to do it."

"Does your mom know about this?" she asked, incredulous.

"Of course!" he said. "My dad's Uncle Tom was the man of the family from his generation, so she spent many nights with him. You should talk with her about it for yourself. In fact, she wants to have that talk with you. She's looking forward to helping you get broken in."

"Broken in?" she asked. "Your mom is looking forward to me being broken in to fuck her own husband?!"

"She's looking forward to you being included in the tradition and finding out how good the experience actually will be for you," he said. "I mean it, just talk to her. She'll be able to explain it better than I can, especially the woman's point of view."

Debbie rolled over unconvinced and said, "That ought to be good."

The next morning, Mike and his dad were gone early to play golf. Mike's mom, Pat, was sitting at the kitchen table with her drinking coffee. After enduring as much small talk as she could, Debbie finally asked, "So, are you going to break me in?"

Pat laughed, "Honey, no. Ron will do that, since he's the man of the family. And believe me, once you're in, you're going to wish you were a long time ago. I'm just going to try to explain the very good reality of something that I'm sure sounds very unreal." After rehashing what Mike had already told her, Pat said, "Ron's uncle, was still the man when we married. Let me tell you, you'd never have guessed ol' Uncle Tom was such a stud in the bedroom. But, oh my God what that man knew how to do with his cock and a woman's pussy, and the orgasms he delivered!"

Debbie's eyes went wide, and she said loudly, "I can't believe I just heard you say most of those words! Holy shit! I wasn't even sure you knew what an orgasm was!"

"Little girl," Pat said, "I have three sons and two daughters. How do you think that happened? Don't you think we wanted to enjoy it as much as we were doing it? Of course I know what orgasms are! If you follow your curiosity into this family, you will discover what really incredible ones are too, believe me."

Debbie shook her head in disbelief and said, "And you fucked Ron's uncle after you were married... whenever he wanted? And Ron was ok with that?"

"Well, technically my first night with Uncle Tom was the night before the wedding," Pat said. "It's kind of like the welcome to the family and our crazy tradition, so that on your wedding day, you're already part of it. There are stories about men from years ago who would do the breaking in on the wedding night before the bride and groom did! It was Uncle Tom who changed that. He thought it was better for the newlyweds to have that night to themselves."

"How generous of him," Debbie said, rolling her eyes.

"Not really, Uncle Tom was still taken care of on my wedding night, just not by me," Pat said. "While Ron and I were in our room making love for the first time as husband and wife, Uncle Tom was next door thoroughly entertained by Mary."

"Mary? Aunt Mary? Ron's brother's wife Mary?!"

Laughing, Pat answered, "Yes, that Mary, my sister-in-law. And I have to say, I remember being jealous. Remember, the night before that I was in Uncle Tom's bed, and he was beyond words. Ron was still learning back then, so hearing Mary moaning like that through the wall made it hard for me to focus on Ron and not want to join Mary with Uncle Tom."

"But now Ron's the man, right?" Debbie asked.

"Right, but that wasn't until after our Tom, Mike's brother, was born two years after we married," she said smiling nostalgically. "That's how it works. When the first son is born to any couple in the the youngest generation, that boy is designated to become his generation's man of the family, and the young man who has been waiting then moves up to be the man, essentially retiring the previous man to an emeritus like status. When the young boy comes of age, the current man starts taking him under his wing, letting him join him sometimes so he can learn some things, eventually with the apprentice's own wife."

Debbie was thinking it through and said, "So Mike's Great Uncle Tom fucked you the night before your wedding, then Uncle Tom and Ron - your husband - had threesomes with you so Uncle Tom could teach Ron to be a better lover? And now Ron's the oldest and the man, so he fucks whoever he wants?"

"Hmm," Pat said. "Yes to all of it, except only women in the family, not whoever. And Uncle Tom allowed Ron to enjoy all of us over time. And you keep talking about fucking. It's so much more than that, so much more."

"And the man of the family can have any woman in the family, and the other men are ok with that?" Debbie asked.

"Any adult woman, yes," Pat said. "The other men understand the arrangement. Sometimes they're allowed to participate, other times they're paired up with other women in the family. Either way, they're always provided someone to share while the man of the family enjoys his woman. So, yes, they're all, ok with it."

"So any woman who marries in or comes of age in the family is fair game to whoever the man of the family is at the time, and anyone else he gives her to for the night?" Debbie asked.

"Right," Pat said with a smile. "Now you're getting it."

"Mike's sisters? They take their turns with their dad?" Debbie asked.

"Well, the family considers coming of age to be 21 for this, so yes for Anne, she's 23, and was broken in two years ago. Jeanette's only 20, so she has another year to wait," Pat said.

Seeing Debbie's confusion, Pat continued, "Maybe I should explain more. Girls are given the choice when they come of age at 21 to participate in the tradition or opt out. Some choose to wait a little longer until after marriage, but none have ever wanted to stay out of the tradition past then. Men who marry into the family are given the choice to opt out, and none ever have. And I'm sure it wouldn't surprise you that every man born into the family has always been more than willing to join in."

Debbie sat and blinked but didn't say anything.

Pat hugged her and said, "That seems weird to you, I know. Trust me, it isn't like that. If you give in to it, you'll see. It will all become so natural for you."

"Wait, Mike's not the oldest of his generation, so..." Debbie said.

"That's right, honey," Pat said, "Mike's brother Tom is the next man of the family. The torch won't pass to him until your generation's first son is born. But when that happens, watch out, because Tom lives up to his namesake and then some! Trust me, I knew Ron's Uncle Tom better than anyone!"

Debbie's jaw dropped, then she asked, "So first Ron, and then when one of our generation produces the first boy, Tom becomes the man and he can...". She trailed off uncomfortably and blushed.

Laughing, Pat said, "Not so complicated, after all, is it? There's a little more to it, but there will be time for the rest later. Trust me, you'll like it. I see from the look on your face that you don't hate the idea of servicing Tom."

Debbie giggled and put a hand over her mouth as she shook her head.

Pat said, "You see? You get it more than you want to admit. And believe me, as handsome and, uh, talented, as Tom already is, he is still learning some things from Ron. So, you're going to love having both of then while you can."

They finished their coffee quietly, and when Mike and his dad came in from golfing, Pat hugged Ron and whispered something to him. He winked at Debbie and nodded, before leading Pat away by the hand. She grinned at Debbie and said, "I hope you're as excited about joining the family as we will be to have you."

Debbie watched as her future in-laws hurried into their bedroom, and she said, "I can't wait!"

Ron was closing the door and looking back at Debbie with a knowing smile. As the door closed, Debbie saw a blur that was Pat's robe hitting the floor as Debbie's very nude future mother-in-law dropped to her knees and began unfastening Ron's pants.

Debbie looked wide-eyed at Mike, who simply shrugged and grinned, then pulled Debbie toward the stairs saying, "Looks like a good idea!"

The six months until their wedding seemed to crawl, partly from Debbie's excitement to be married, and -- she was embarrassed to admit -- from a greater excitement about what this man of the family life would be like. Anxious to end the anticipation, she wore a very short, faded-denim mini dress and heels to the rehearsal dinner. It zipped down the front, and she had it fastened high enough to hide that she was braless under it. It was short enough, that when she wasn't careful bending at the waist or sitting, she couldn't help flashing a little of her bare ass and waxed mons.

Ron watched her quietly during dinner and the party, leaving Debbie wondering if she'd imagined all of the man of the family talk. Mike's brother, Tom stood and got everyone's attention, "Say goodbye to the groom, everyone. He's off to the bachelor party to celebrate his last day as a single man with his buddies!"

As the young men rallied around Mike and began streaming out, he waved at Debbie then was dragged out the door. Ron had walked over to her as Tom ambled up and said, "Don't worry, Debbie. They'll take care of him. You can just enjoy yourself and focus on being a good girl for Dad."

Ron smiled faintly and put an arm around her shoulders. She looked up at him blushing and then back at Tom and said, "I'll try."

Tom chuckled and followed the other guys outside. Unsure what she was supposed to do next, Debbie peered up at Ron. He winked and said quietly, "How about a drink in our suite in an hour?"

Giggling nervously, she simply said, "Ok." Ron patted her shoulder and walked across the room, taking Pat by the arm and saying their goodbyes before leaving. Debbie followed them out, begging off from drinking more with her bridesmaids by saying she needed to go back to the hotel and lay down.

An hour later she knocked on Ron and Pat's door, which was at the opposite end of the hall from hers and Mike's. Pat opened the door, and Debbie was startled to see her wearing only an oversized burgundy, long-sleeve, silk pajama top. The top several buttons were undone, and the opening framed her impressive cleavage prevalently. Pat turned and blew a kiss to Ron, saying, "Right on time for you!" As she did, the bottom hem of her top rose up enough for Debbie to see that Pat wasn't wearing anything but the top and a pair of matching heels.

Pat edged past Debbie, pausing to hug her and give one of her nipples a squeeze. She kissed Debbie on the mouth and said, "That's how the women in the family greet each other. Now, leave all of your inhibitions out here and enjoy your night."

Dumbfounded, Debbie squeezed her future mother-in-law's nipple and watched her strut down the hall. She took a deep breath, then closed the door and met Ron in the middle of the room as he brought her a glass of red wine. She noticed that he was wearing the pants from Pat's burgundy, silk pajamas, and he had a dark, paisley robe over it, tied at the waist but partially open across his broad chest. She looked back at the door and asked, "Where's she going looking so hot?"

Ron handed her the wine and kissed her cheek, saying, "Ah, well, she's going down the hall to Tom's suite for the night. I thought it would be easier for you if it was just the two of us as we get to know each other a little better."

She giggled and asked, "Is that what we're going to do? Get to know each other better?" She sipped the wine nervously, and he sipped his, watching her thoughtfully, before setting his glass on the end table as he sat at one end of the couch.

Debbie was suddenly much more aware of how big Mike's dad was. Although not built like an athlete, he carried his 230 pounds well, and at 6'3" he dwarfed her She had always been small, and at 22 years old, she was still a petite 5'1". She took a longer sip from her wine, then set it by Ron's.

As she walked by him to take a seat, he held her hip with one hand and stopped her in front of him. Unsure what to do, she waited, and he said, "I have to say that I have been looking forward to this for some time now. I am very curious about some things Mike has regaled us with ever since you two became serious."

Putting her hands on her hips, she asked, "Us? Who's us, and what did Mike say?!"

Ron sighed and slowly unzipped the front of her short dress. She froze as the zipper went lower, and he said, "The us, would be me and Tom, of course. Me because of our family tradition. Tom because brothers talk, and maybe because he's next in line to have you after Mike and me."

She bit her lip, and he pulled the zipper to her waist. Both sides of the dress fell open such that it was clear she had no bra and her nipples were only barely covered. He nodded approvingly and said, "As for the what... well, for one, he's told us many times how great your little body is. I have to say, I'm starting to see that your usual choice of clothes doesn't do you justice. You're hiding your assets."

Debbie smiled and said, "Really? You think I have a nice body? I always thought I was too small everywhere."

He unzipped the dress completely, and it fell back and away from her shoulders, sliding down and catching on her elbows. His eyes roved over her pale, nude body, and he guided her to turn with his hand on her hip. After admiring her from head to toe, front and back, he said, "Not too small anywhere, young lady. Everything is perfectly proportioned for your size. And I mean just the right curves everywhere. Mike was right about that."

Ron pulled the dress from her arms and dropped it behind her. She asked, "What else did he say?"

Untying and opening his robe as he answered, Debbie couldn't help noticing a very large erection straining the seams of his pajama pants. He said, "He mentioned some of your likes and skills."

"Did he? Like what?" she asked in a low whisper, unable to ignore the warmth and moisture she felt growing between her legs.

He held his hands out to her and helped her to straddle him on the couch. Still perched high on her knees and not touching him with her body yet, she muttered, "Oh my God, oh my God! What am I doing?!"

Still holding both of her hands, he said soothingly, "Nothing that you don't want to do. Now, do me a favor, please. Free what you feel growing beneath you."

Looking nervous again, she reached skittishly through the fly of his pants, running her hand down a very hard shaft, then lifted it out, staring at the large, purple head and feeling her pussy growing even wetter. She whispered to herself, "Oh my."

He pulled her closer, kissing her deeply, and she pressed down on his fat, 9-inch cock, sliding her pussy up and down the side of the shaft. He squeezed both of her breasts, working the nipples between his thumbs and fingers as he did, while they kissed more intensely.

She pulled her head back, clenched her eyes shut, and said more loudly, "Oh my God! Fuck! What am I doing?!"

He held her chin gently and said, "In addition to how fantastic your tight little body is, he said there are two things that make you very special: you have a gift for using your mouth, and you never say no."

She opened her eyes and rocked her body slightly, still sliding her pussy up and down and wetting his shaft, she said, "I guess the second one is true, I never thought about it. As for giving head, you'd have to decide if it's a gift. I've just always loved doing it."

He kissed her again, and she relaxed, kissing him back and pressing the length of his rock-hard shaft between her inner lips. He lifted her with his hands under her ass and said, "Let's find out."

She grinned and lowered herself from his lap, eyes locked on the sticky head and the large shaft that was pre-wetted with her juice. She made long strokes up the shaft with her mouth, carefully licking any visible wetness, before swirling her tongue around the head, and probing the tip into the slit, tasting his precum before sucking more from it. Loving the salty taste, she moaned, "Mmmm."

Running the fingers from both hands through her hair as he watched, Ron said, "I think you are going to be a very good girl."

Still grinning, she opened open wider, taking the head and half of the shaft as deeply into her mouth as she could. After bobbing several times, she lifted her face, gasping for air and said, "Holy shit this is a lot!"

As she went back to it and began a steady rhythm with her mouth and hand, he stroked her hair and said, "I hope it's not too much for you."

Debbie shook her head, still bobbing up and down, and mumbling, "Uh-uhhhh!" She massaged his balls with one hand, while she stroked the shaft with her other hand. He was soon breathing deeply, and his body tensed as his balls contracted. A long, thick blast filled her mouth, and the second shot deep into her throat. She didn't slow the slightest as she kept working the big cock and gulping down several more mouthfuls of hot, thick cum.

His climax past, Ron said softly, "Mike did not exaggerate about that either... you do have a gift!"

She licked her teeth, then kissed the head and said, "I'm glad you liked it. He didn't exaggerate about me loving it either." Patting the shaft lightly and smiling, she added, "And I especially love sucking this fabulous dick. Oh my God, who knew?!"

Ron stood and lifted her to her feet, saying, "After I acquaint myself with you a little more, we'll see if I can give you something else to love about it. I may need a few minutes before I can. Until then..." he trailed off as he laid her on the bed and dragged a chair over. He leaned over her, kissing her as his hands explored her body from her hips to her firm tits. Kissing his way down her body, he spread her legs and sat on the chair. Holding her hips up with his hands under her ass, he kissed and licked her mons and outer lips, waiting until her hips moved in response before dipping the tip of his tongue between her inner lips.

When she spread her legs wider, he clamped his mouth over her clit and sucked while working it rapidly with his tongue. As he drove his tongue deeper inside, she held his head and moaned, "Oh my God, that feels so good!"

Ron made one more, long lick as deep as he could and then stood, lifting her further onto the bed and climbing over her. Her small frame was dwarfed again by his lineman-like bulk, and she had to spread both her arms and legs wide to get them around him. Looking down, she watched the arm-like cock hanging down as he brought it closer, both of her thighs pressing against the heavy appendage. He kissed her and asked, "Are you ready for this, little girl?"

Debbie nodded but was mesmerized as the wide head began to spread her open. She squealed as the glans went through, stretching her opening with a hot pain. He paused, then said, "Maybe we should let you drive. Come here," and he rolled to his back, pulling her over him.

He wrapped his hands around her ass as she held his shaft and made several tries to lower herself onto it. When she managed to get the head inside, she gasped, "I can do this!"

After several more tries, the pain had eased into a stretch that not only didn't hurt, but she found it incredible and wanted more. She took the head in deeper and deeper, and after what had seemed like an eternity, she settled herself all the way down to his balls, with the entire cock inside her. After a sharp breath, she closed her eyes and groaned, "Ahhhhhh!"

Using his hands still around her ass, he rocked her up and back, keeping his cock buried inside. He said quietly, "I trust you're not disappointed so far."

She opened her eyes, lowered herself to his barrel chest and increased the motion, gently working her pussy up and down on his cock. After a long kiss, she said, "I already decided that you're getting a blowjob for every birthday and Christmas present, and any other occasion. Now I know this is what I want from you!"

He grinned and helped her fuck him in long, slow strokes. Her pussy now adjusted to the large cock and just being stimulated by it, Debbie groaned, "I want to feel you on top of me. Come on, fuck me like you mean it!"

Ron rolled her to her back and eased back into her balls deep. As she gripped his back, he lowered himself until his chest and torso were on hers and he fucked her more rapidly, driving all the way in with each stroke. She kissed him more wildly and moaned louder as he pounded harder.

Realizing how captivating the big man found his small but shockingly sexy soon to be daughter-in-law, he was amazed as he felt his erection growing even harder and longer. He let out a low and groaning hum, and Debbie strained to say, "That's it, baby! I love this!"

Her first sensation that he was cumming was the additional stretch as the already huge cock pulsed. As her pussy filled with his hot fluid, he looked her in the eyes and said, "I love you, little girl!"

Before she could reply, her body convulsed, and it felt like light was shooting from her pussy and through her chest as the strongest orgasm she'd ever felt took over. Just as she thought she was tapering, he shot another pulse into her, and she peaked even higher. She yelled, "Fuckkk! I love you too!"

As he slowed and relaxed, Debbie felt the crush from the big man's frame pressing her into the bed. She threw her head back, loving the sensation even if she had to grunt to breathe. Ron rolled to the side, clutching his petite new pet to his chest as they both dozed off.

She woke after a while to his deep breathing and moved away enough to survey his body, impressed still with the size of his flaccid tool. As usual, her predilection for giving head got the best of her as she imagined the purple head swelling to its more imposing size, so she slid down to lick the sticky remains from it. Having licked the head clean, she lifted the shaft gently and started on it too. As she made her way to his balls, she was surprised to feel the shaft grow thicker in her hand.

Ron scooped her up and on top of him as he rolled to his back. She spread her legs and mounted back up in one movement, both of them moaning as his thick cock impaled her again. She sat up and rode him with her hands on her hips as he massaged her breasts and pinched her nipples. Her breath grew more rapid as she picked up her pace, and he swatted both sides of her ass, one after the other. She yelped loudly but only fucked him faster. They came together and moaned noisily, "Ahhhhhh!"

She slowed to a stop grinning with her eyes closed. "I'm getting what's left, lover!" she giggled, sliding down to suck the last of his cum from his relaxing cock. He chuckled and stroked her hair as she made her way lower, getting the last of both of their juices all the way down to his balls.

Earlier, when Debbie had first walked into Ron's room, Pat was down the hall knocking lightly on Tom's door. When he opened it, he smiled and held his arms wide, saying, "Finally! I thought you decided not to come see me tonight, Mom."

She closed the door as her oldest son took her in his arms, and she said, "Furthest thing from my mind, my handsome boy. In fact, I've been thinking a lot about being here right now." Tom shifted from only hugging her to running his hands up and down her back, feeling the smooth the contours of her hips and ass through the thin, silk top. She moaned softly and said, "Mmmm. That's what I've been thinking about. That, and that I need you to treat me like you want me, to really take me."

His hands paused and he asked, "Are you sure that's what you want?"

She opened another button on her top and said, "I'm sure that's what your father is doing down the hall with Debbie, just as he has with all the women in this family for years. Don't you? I know I've had my share, but I'm tired of just being available to him or whoever he chooses for me. I want to be wanted again."

Tom looked puzzled and said, "Have you ever gotten the impression that any man in this family didn't want you?"

Pat smiled and opened another button, "Not really. You were always quick to have an erection for me, but I mean... I want to be wanted passionately and even aggressively. Fuck me like you have to have me, like I'm just your fuck toy."

His surprise in hearing his mother talk like that quickly gave way to something else, and she felt a familiar bulge grow as they stood so close together. She opened her last button, and he peeled the pajama top from her shoulders, dropping it behind her.

He grinned as he admired the curvy body he had known since his earliest memories and one he'd enjoyed since he came of age. This time he saw her differently, made sexier by her raw animal lust. He kissed her and ran his hands over her smooth skin, then told her, "Take my clothes off."

Still kissing him, she unfastened his belt and pants. Kneeling to take them off, she sucked the swollen head of his cock as he stepped out. She unbuttoned his shirt as she stood again, dropping it to the side as she held his hard-on in one hand.

After another lengthy kiss, he said, "Turn around and bend over, hands on the bed. I want to see your ass as I take you." She did as she was told, and he felt like he was seeing her for the first time. Round and full, framed by tan lines, his mother's 49-year-old ass was exquisite.

He rubbed her thighs and ass with his hands, then gently spread her legs farther apart. With one hand on the small of her back, he used the other to guide the head of his cock up and down between her inner lips. He chuckled and said, "Seems like someone's ready for this. You are quite the wet little slut, aren't you?"

She pushed back slightly, and he drove inside, grabbing both hips to impale her with several deep thrusts. When he was balls deep, she threw her head back and yelled, "Thomas! I guess it's been too long... you're so much bigger than I remember!"

He slapped her ass hard as he fucked her at a slow pace, "If I'm bigger, it's because of you! My God you're sexy!"

After several more thrusts, he leaned over her back, reaching around to squeeze both of her breasts, first pressing them against her, then pulling them down hard like he was milking her. When he pulled them down again by her pinched nipples, she yelped, "Oh, Thomas! Yes!"

He fucked her harder and faster, now alternating between pinching her nipples and slapping each breast hard. He grunted, "This is what you want, isn't it fuck toy?!"

She groaned a quiet, "Yesss, baby, anything you want."

He threw her on the bed on her back suddenly and was mounted up and inside her again in an instant. As he fucked her more furiously in long, pounding strokes, he said, "Good fucking thing, 'cause this is how I've wanted you since we first showered together when I was a kid!"

She wrapped her arms and legs around him. Feeling her orgasm rising, she said, "I always hoped that's how you saw me, and I couldn't wait until we could finally do something about it! Now cum for me, baby!"

He yelled as his balls erupted, "Ahhhhh! Mommmm! Yesssss!" She moaned loudly as his warm blasts tipped her orgasm tipped over the top and shook her body. When he'd slowed to a stop and was catching his breath on top of her, she said quietly, "That was incredible, son. I'm going to want more of that!"

"I'm glad you liked it, Mom," he said. "I think we're going to have much more to do from now on, especially when I move up to replace Dad. I hope you're ready to be my good girl."

"Baby," she said with a grin, "that's all I've been thinking about for years. Let me show you how good a girl I'll be for you." She rolled him to his back, then slid down and made slow licks, sucking every sign of their juices from his shaft and sucking the head to get every drop.

Satisfied that she was finished as his shaft softened in her mouth, she kissed the head and snuggled next to him, one hand lightly holding his spent tool. They laid quietly kissing, and he stroked her hair as she caressed his cock and balls affectionately. She laughed and said, "I liked you playing tough, mister. I can't remember the last time I came that fast and hard."

He kissed her again, and she felt his shaft twitch in her hand, as he asked, "Is that so? Is that how you always want it?"

She swung herself on top of him, putting him inside her still wet pussy and saying, "I wouldn't complain, but I also like it slow and easy like this." She began riding him in a steady pace, flexing her pelvic muscles at the top and bottom of each stroke like a fist griping the head and base. He put his head back and closed his eyes, moaning in delight as his cock swelled back to full size, and she propped herself up with her arms, pleased with the effect she was having on her handsome son.

He opened his eyes to see his mother's content smile and her full breasts hanging down. He opened his mouth and sucked one and then the other, then again harder, bitting a little. She grinned and yelped, "Thomas! That's it!"

Tom grinned back as she picked up her pace, and he grabbed the hair on the back of her head in a fist, pulling her face to his while also pinching a nipple hard and tugging her breast down. She groaned loudly, grinding her pelvis on his cock and driving his head against her cervix, and he kissed her roughly. Chewing her lower lip before breaking off the kiss, he growled, "That was very nice, but it's fuck toy time again. Turn around and face the other way. I want to smack that ass like the bad girl you are."

Giggling, she turned and mounted up reverse-cowgirl, sitting up and rotating her hips onto him. He gripped her breasts hard and pulled them, dropping her torso lower as she rode him. With her ass now presented so deliciously, he smacked one side hard with a loud pop and a yelp from her, then the other just as loudly. She rode faster, and he grinned at the bright red marks on both cheeks and asked, "Is that enough, or do you need some more for tonight's lesson?"

Breathing hard and pumping faster, she said, "As much as you want your good and bad girl to have, baby."

He nodded, flexed his hips up to drive his shaft deeper, and he smacked both sides of her ass several more times. The red marks were now much darker, and he said, "Sit up. Give me those tits again."

Still riding, she struggled to say through her ragged breath, "I... don't... know... if..."

Before she finished, he smacked her ass again, and she cried, "I will, baby! I will!"

She fought to sit upright again, keeping his cock inside as her body edged closer to orgasm and losing control. He gripped both tits and squeezed hard, pulling her backward. When her face was next to his, he turned it and kissed her, then said, "God I love you like this, Mom!"

She felt a hot glow from her clit to her cervix, and waves bursting outward. Her pussy's contractions were more than he could take, and he came in long pulses, his balls aching to empty faster. After the first two long blasts, Pat jumped off and around in time to catch the rest in her mouth, stroking the base of his shaft firmly as she sucked and swallowed.

When he was empty, he rolled her to her stomach and kissed his way down her back. Gently brushing his hand over the still darkening handprints on her ass, he kissed both, before rolling her to her back and spreading her legs. He smiled at her and said, "I mean it. I love you, Mom. Your are the best I've ever had!"

Pat smiled as he dropped his face between her legs and licked her sopping pussy. She stroked his hair and said, "And you are going to be mine, I can tell, son. You're going to make me a happy girl from now on." After he'd eaten her thoroughly, they fell asleep spooning with him in back.

Debbie woke to an alarm at 4am - late enough to miss the straggling partiers and early enough to miss the morning workout crowd. Ron watched her while she dressed, but when she kissed him goodbye, he pulled her into the bed for one more fuck, still dressed with her dress bunched at her waist. This time, her father-in-law settled for a fast and pounding fuck. When they'd both cum again, she kissed him one last time, smoothed her dress down, and let herself out, giggling as she went.

Wearing her mini-dress from the night before and not caring that it was unzipped halfway leaving her perky tits barely covered, Debbie tiptoed down the hall carrying her heels. Before she got to her and Mike's room, the door opened and out walked Tom's wife, Gail, wearing only a men's undershirt. Her ass was not quite fully covered, and her large, dark nipples were visible through the thin material.

A moment later, Tom's door across the hall opened, and Pat stepped out still wearing the burgundy pajama top, only now it had only a single button keeping it from falling open. Her cleavage was again on full display, and now so was her neatly trimmed and cum-matted bush. She had a sleepy, satisfied look on her face as she looked back into the room where her oldest son was resting from an energetic night fucking her.

Gail whispered to Debbie, "I think I'm going to need a raincheck with your groom. He was over-served and unable to perform, but I'm sure neither of you had that problem." Pat flashed her eyes and shook her head as Debbie blushed.

"Well, I'll take more from you than I got from your groom," Gail said as she stepped closer, holding Debbie's neck with one hand and massaging her nipple with the other before kissing her on the mouth. After a few seconds, her tongue pried its way into Debbie's mouth, and the two shared a much longer kiss. Shocked, Debbie gasped and looked at her mother-in-law, who only smiled and shrugged, before groping and kissing Debbie just as deeply. Gail flashed her eyes and slipped a hand inside her mother-in-law's unbuttoned top, and they had their own, lengthy goodnight kiss. The women all laughed quietly and then went their separate ways to their respective rooms.

The next day was like any wedding day. The groom hung out with his friends drinking and swapping female-conquest stories, and Debbie was with her bridesmaids getting makeovers and dressing. By the time she was walking down the aisle, Debbie was confused by the normalcy of it all and wondering if the night before had really happened. By the time they finished the ceremony and made their way to the reception, Debbie and Mike were simply celebrating the start of their new life like any newlyweds.

After a few drinks at the reception, Debbie's Uncle Roy approached Ron with a grin. Roy looked around to make sure no one was in hearing range, then asked conspiratorially, "Ok, how do you do it? A man our age, married as long as you two have been?"

Ron looked around the room to see who was within earshot and asked, "What do you mean? How do I do what?"

Roy punched him in the shoulder playfully and said, "Come on, man! We were right next door and heard it all last night! More than once too! You can't get away with that with these thin hotel walls!"

"Ah, I see, you heard... us," Ron said slowly, pondering his next comment.

Roy said, "Well, I would sure like to know your secret, because it sounded like Pat was loving whatever you were doing to her. You old dog!"

Chuckling, Ron shrugged and said, "What can I say? Sometimes you just find the right one and can't fuck her enough. Guess that's what you heard last night. Which reminds me, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go dance with my new daughter-in-law before she gets away for her honeymoon."

Roy walked away still grinning and shaking his head. As he passed his brother - Debbie's dad - Roy said, "I wish I could get a piece of what that boy was doing all night last night!"

Debbie's dad laughed, "You and me both, brother. We heard 'em too, and she sounded like she'd be the lay of a lifetime."

On the dance floor, Ron kissed Debbie's forehead and said, "I hope you're looking forward to all the nights we're going to have like last night, little girl. Your father-in-law plans to wear you out!"

She giggled and pressed her face to his chest as they danced. She looked up and whispered, "It's too bad we can't slip away for some right now!"

He held her tight and said, "Don't you worry. We're going to have so many more nights together now that you're in the family." She hugged him back, and as she turned away to join Mike for their walk out, she casually brushed her hand across him, feeling his heavy shaft through his pants for only an instant.

A month after the newlyweds returned from their honeymoon, the family was clamoring for news of the trip and to see them again without all the wedding fuss. Ron and Pat rented a large house on the beach in Destin, Florida, and the family all showed up for several days of partying with just the family. The first night, everyone was paired up with their spouses. The next four nights, Ron made it clear he was going to have Debbie in his bed, since it would be months before they'd see each other again. He gave Pat her choice, and she spent her nights with Tom, and Gail went with Mike. Mike's brother, Jim, slept with his sister, Anne, but Jeannette was left to sleep in a room by herself, since she still had months until she came of age and could participate.

The next to the last night, Ron shuffled the batting order, reluctantly giving in and sending Debbie to Tom's room. Although they made the best of it, with Debbie blowing him first, then fucking him twice during the night, the chemistry wasn't really there. She couldn't keep her mind off of Ron, and Tom was still haunted about Pru from the wedding night. The last night at the beach, the bed assignments were shifted back, and Ron and Debbie had a long and tiring goodbye.

Two months later, Debbie and Mike announced happily that she was pregnant.

There was never any doubt in Debbie's mind that the baby was Ron's and almost certainly from the night before the wedding. She had had an unshakable premonition during the honeymoon. Although they didn't speak of it, she was as sure that Pat knew as she was that Mike had no idea.

As her pregnancy progressed, Ron chose to have Debbie in his bed more and more often, which did not go unnoticed. The two didn't deny the attraction they felt for each other, and with their son on the way, there was an added closeness. To salve any hurt feelings, Ron often sent Tom's wife, Gail, to Mike for those nights, with Pat taking care of Tom.

One morning while sipping coffee, Pat told a tired and very pregnant Debbie, "You remember that the man of the family will change once this boy is born, right?" Pat asked, squeezing her daughter-in-law's hands. "I hope you'll enjoy and love Tom as much as I have, but it's going to be his time now. Ron will be sort of retired, or at least no longer calling the shots. Tom will be the man."

"I haven't forgotten," the younger woman said quietly. "But what happens with my son until he's considered ready to replace Tom?"

"It's not complicated," Pat said with a wistful smile as she reminisced about raising Tom. "It's really about acclimating him to nudity, both his own and women's, and making sure that when he's married, he'll be ready for Tom to include him in the tradition and to eventually be the man himself when the next generation's first son is born."

"How do I acclimate him?" Debbie asked.

Still smiling wistfully, Pat said, "Oh, it's simple things, like when you bathe him, both of you are nude. As he gets older and you shift to showering, join him, and you can then bathe each other. Nothing sexual. Just bathing, and when he expresses curiosity about your body, let him look. Take the mystery away from the inner workings of your pussy and explain how the different erogenous zones produce different pleasure."

Debbie looked confused and asked, "How long does this go on?"

Pat laughed and said, "Well, for me, it was until Tom moved out to go to college. And even then, whenever he was home. Of course, by then, bathing together brought on certain other... reactions, and I gave him a little help with those too." She paused and winked, then said, "After he and Gail started dating, he was less willing to have that kind of... attention from me. He was back for it and then some after their wedding though, when Ron allowed him to start participating in the tradition."

Now looking mortified, Debbie asked, "So, you two showered together when he was a teenager? How was that not sexual? What teenage boy wouldn't get turned on in that situation?"

Laughing again, Pat answered, "I didn't say he didn't. And if your son is anything like his father and Tom, it won't take him until he's a teenager to have a visible and hopefully impressive reaction to seeing your naked body. But bathing and show and tell are just that, they're not sex. You'll figure it out, you'll see."

"But then it changes, and it's not just show and tell, right?" Debbie said, trailing off as she thought about it in graphic detail.

"Oh, you're right, that changes..." Pat answered. After a pause she said quietly, "By the time he's an adult, he'll be very ready and confident, and then the fun really begins. And you will love it when it does, believe me."

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After hearing Debbie's story, Pru was stunned and said, "Holy shit, I don't know what blows my mind the most, you and Ron, Pat and Tom, or the idea of you and Bryan!"

Laughing, Debbie said, "I told you that you'd better know what you're getting yourself into when you had your night with Tom at the wedding, so don't blame me! I'm just filling you in on the rest. I get it though... it's a lot to wrap your head around at first, but you didn't seem to mind getting fucked by Tom, did you?"

"No...," Pru said hesitantly.

"Neither did I," Debbie said, "that's the point. Once I got over the initial shock -- just like you already have -- I discovered a sexual connection and freedom thanks to Ron that I never would have known without him. You may have been free with your pussy for a lot of years, but you're going to find that deeper sexual connection if you give in to this. I mean it. So, yeah, I loved my father-in-law in a more special way than most women. So what? He loved me too and gave me my oldest child and so much more. And Pat found so much more with Uncle Tom and now with Mike's brother Tom. And you might just be getting ready to explore something like that with Tom too."

"But Bryan?" Pru asked.

Shrugging, Debbie said, "What about him? I took Pat's advice and by the time he was 18, he had no fear or mystery about a woman's body just from innocent showers with me. When he got curious about his erections, I told him what they'd be for when he was older and how much he'd like them. When he asked about the obvious differences between our bodies, I let him look as close as he wanted."

"And that wasn't weird for you, or Mike?" Pru asked. "Did you do the same with your other two kids?"

Debbie sighed, "Aren't you listening? First, Mike was ok with it. Remember, it's his fucking family tradition! And second, no I didn't do the same things with Jen and Sam. They weren't next in line to be the man of the family, Bryan was. I did eventually have some... time with Sam though, after he turned 21 two years ago, and it was very sweet. We'll see if Tom has something in mind that would have me and Jen together after her birthday next month."

Shaking her head, Pru said, "Still sounds bizarre to me."

Debbie said, "Look, I didn't understand any of it at first either. Look at it this way, by the time Bryan got more serious with his girlfriend in college, he'd already enjoyed his first handjob and blowjob from his mom and had already become familiar with the finer points of eating pussy with my coaching - and none of it with any kind of fear or nervousness from having to figure it out for himself. By the time he and Ashley consummated their relationship on the way to being engaged, he was already a confident and attentive love-maker after many nights with me or his Aunt Gail during family vacations. Not only does each man of the family gain experience and confidence in this way, but the tradition destigmatizes sex for anyone growing up in the family, clearly separating deeper love from simple enjoyment of the physical acts."

Seeing Pru's dubious expression, Debbie sighed again and said, "Fine, don't take my word for it. You'll find out about Bryan for yourself if you come back in 2 months like you're supposed to for Tom's long weekend. All you have to do is keep your mind as open as you like to keep your legs spread, you judgy slut!" Debbie said, standing and dropping her clothes to the floor.

Pru raised her eyebrows and said, "Ok, I'll be back for it and wait and see, but... what the hell are you doing now?"

Debbie took Pru's hand and pulled her up, unfastening Pru's clothes as she said, "The same as you. We're going to fuck Mike if he's sober enough, or each other if he's not." She gave her friend a long kiss while squeezing her round bare ass, then led her to their bedroom, saying, "I should have said and each other, whether he's sober or not."

They found him asleep in bed and as they snuggled up to each side of him, Debbie whispered, "You go high for now, I'll go low." Pru nodded and began kissing his face. Debbie pulled the covers down and took his limp cock into her mouth, sucking lightly. Mike grinned and opened his mouth to better kiss Pru, and his cock sprang instantly to life inside his wife's mouth. He looked down at Debbie then back at Pru and said, "Well, hello. All talked out?"

Pru grinned back as they kissed, and Debbie answered, her words muffled by Mike's dick in her mouth, "Yeth, now thut up and fuck uth!"

After several longer sucks and strokes with only her mouth, she quickly mounted up, taking his cock deep inside while Mike sucked Pru's nipples. Debbie giggled and pushed Pru away saying, "Give me some room, slut. I'm changing position."

She turned quickly and continued fucking her husband reverse-cowgirl. When she'd found her rhythm she said, "See what you can do with your mouth on his dick while he's fucking me. That'll be hot!" Pru moved down and between their legs, turning her head to lick his shaft as Debbie lifted herself on each thrust. She quickly realized that the juice she was tasting from it was all Debbie's, and she loved it, moaning with delight as that thought crossed her mind.

Debbie held Pru's head and asked, "Like it?"

Still licking, Pru nodded and mumbled, "Um hm."

Debbie's lifted up and off, Mike's wet cock dropping out of her, and she pressed Pru's face to her pussy, "Good, me too! Show me how much you like my pussy." Pru took long licks, deep inside Debbies sopping vagina.

Straining to look around Debbie, Mike watched Pru bury her face between his wife's legs while using her mouth so enthusiastically. He squeezed Debbie's tits and groaned, "So fucking hot!"

She turned and kissed him while grinding Pru's face to her clit. She pulled Pru's face back and said, "I'm almost there, put him back in!"

Pru lifted Mike's shaft, sucked the head, and positioned it for Debbie to slide back onto. He began thrusting, holding her hips to drive in deeper. As her moans got louder, he slammed her down and thrust up hard, his first hot blast of cum igniting her orgasm, and she yelled, "Take it out, take it out! Pru... swallow the rest! Hurry, do it!"

Debbie lifted up, and Pru instantly sucked the head into her mouth as the next pulse burst from it. Half of it sprayed across her face before she had the head in her mouth for the rest. It was followed by several more as she bobbed rapidly. Mike was groaning loudly and thrusting his hips up toward Pru's mouth, when Debbie yelled again, "Now put it back in me!"

Pru swallowed and held the shaft for her to ride again, and Debbie sat up, straddling him as she rocked in a frenzy, riding her orgasm to its peak and down the other side. When she slowed, she grinned and lifted off again, saying, "Eat the rest of his cum from my pussy!"

Her mouth open, Pru clamped her mouth over her friend's pussy, licking and sucking everything she could from it. As Debbie relaxed, she rolled off of Mike and pulled Pru into a hug. Debbie licked the cum from Pru's face, and the two of them began kissing deeply, apparently oblivious to Mike's presence. As he watched his wife and her hottest friend making out, his spent cock began growing back to full size. He pressed himself to his wife's back while she was kissing Pru, his sticky erection pressing against her ass as he nibbled her ear.

Debbie looked back at him then said to Pru, "I think it's your turn." She moved to Pru's other side and watched as Mike kissed Pru and pulled her legs open.

Pru pulled him onto her, and, as turned on and wet as she already was, he easily drove balls deep into her on his first thrust. After he had pounded into her several times, Debbie said, "Pru, get on him... on top!"

Mike rolled them over and Pru took over the motion, rocking up and back with him deep inside her. Debbie turned and pressed her face low between them and said, "Sit up more, let me in there!"

Pru grinned and straddled Mike upright, then leaned back, still rocking with the base of his shaft now exposed. Debbie went to work slurping Pru's juice from the shaft and licking her friend's clit. Mike's deep breathing and groans were their first sign he was ready to cum, and Debbie wrapped one arm around Pru's ass and massaged the base of his shaft with the other hand. Holding them together as best she could, she said, "Don't stop, let him cum inside you."

That comment pushed Pru over, and her pussy contracted hard with her orgasm. Mike promptly began shooting hot streams into her, groaning louder, "Ahhhhh, fuckkkkkk!"

Pru gyrated on his shaft faster, pressing down with all her weight until she and Mike were both spent. When she slid back, his wet shaft flopped out with a splashing sound, and Debbie pounced on it, deepthroating him while slurping hard. Pru watched with a smile as Debbie sucked every remaining drop from his shaft. When she stopped and swallowed, Debbie grinned up at Pru and said, "My turn, lay down!"

Pru rolled to the side and spread her legs wide, holding her knees high. Debbie hungrily slurped at her friend's gushing pussy, loving the taste of her husband's cum mixed with Pru's musk. As she sucked the clit, Pru's body went rigid, and she moaned aAnd shook with another orgasm, "That's it, right the-the-the-there!"

Debbie giggled and sucked harder, slipping two fingers into Pru's oozing vagina. Pru gripped her friend's head, surrounding Debbie's mouth and nose with her gaping, dark pink labia as Debbie licked and slurped, rotating her mouth to better stimulate Pru.

Mike stopped watching his wife and went back to kissing Pru. Hearing Debbie's sloppy slurping, he grinned and moved higher in the bed, turning Pru's head to the side where she could suck his semi-erect and still wet cock. He played with her nipples, loving the sounds of his wife's slurping and the sight of the beautiful blonde he'd just fucked now sucking his dick yet again. He murmured, "This is so fucking hot!"

Debbie giggled, and when she did, the sensation of her rapid breath and and mouth movements tickled Pru, who started laughing with Mike's dick still in her mouth. The three of them were all quickly laughing, and after one last suck on the head, Pru turned her face from Mike's cock and said, "Well, I guess that's a new way to end this!" They all busted out laughing again, before laying down together for the night.

Before they fell asleep, Debbie snuggled against Pru's back, and whispered, "You better be coming back."

Pru turned to face her, gave her a long kiss while they each squeezed the other's nipple, and then she said, "I can't wait."