Date: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 14:24:47 -0700
From: Kenneth Anthony <kenneth@a-pah.org>
Subject: Boyd Family 6

The following is presented as fantasy. In this fantasy world, STI's do not
exist. You live in reality, plan accordingly. Similarities to real people,
living or dead, is coincidental.

* ~ * ~ *

Amanda and Mary walked into the living room to find their boyfriends in the
throes of passion. Aaron was balls deep in his brother as they kissed
passionately on the couch. Mary stopped short and stared at the two
brothers with shock on her face. Amanda quickly grabbed her hand and pulled
her up the stairs to the bedroom.

"Come on, it's fashion show time."

"But that was my boyfriend fucking your boyfriend," Mary started to say.

"And whose boyfriend was it that fucked you in the store?" Amanda asked.
Mary flushed with excitement and embarrassment.

"But they're brothers!"

"They are hot brothers, otherwise they wouldn't be able to land two hot
chick like us." As if demonstrating her point, Amanda was standing there
naked picking out which pair of underwear to show off to Kevin, and
apparently Aaron as well. Mary stared at her. She was hot. She was
beautiful. Mary reached out and pulled Amanda's head to hers for a
passionate kiss before quickly stripping and donning a sexy pair of panties
and matching bra.

When both girls were ready they descended the stairs and walked to the
living room. The brothers were now sitting on the couch side-by-side, still
naked though. At the sight of the women in their new purchases, the
semi-soft matching cocks of the brothers began to rise.

Kevin gave a whistle and Amanda trotted over to sit on the ottoman in front
of him.

"I have another surprise for you, baby," she purred as she slipped her
finger beneath her panties and fingered her cum-filled hole. Kevin's eyes
widened slightly and he pulled her hand out and sucked on her fingers.

"You're so good to me, honey," he said as he started to pull the panties
off her.

Aaron looked at Mary standing nervously at the door, and saw Amanda flash a
mischievous grin. "What about you, sweetheart? Any surprises for me in
those sexy panties?"

Mary nervously walked over to the ottoman and sat down. She tried to glance
at Amanda for encouragement and support, but Amanda was writhing on her
back while Kevin ate Bill's cum from her pussy.

Kevin looked up and saw Mary sitting there nervously, panties still on, and
exclaimed, "Oh for god's sake, if she won't share with you, big brother, I
will." He passionately kissed his brother, shoving a mouthful of cum
rescued from Amanda's slit onto Aaron's tongue. The sight of the gorgeous
naked brothers making out while the beautiful Amanda lay next to her with
her breasts heaving as she panted broke the last thread of Mary's
resistance. She yanked her panties off and cried out for Aaron.

Aaron broke the kiss with his brother and went down on his girlfriend.
Kevin slid his cock into Amanda's pussy and then leaned over to kiss Mary.

"Welcome to the family."

Amanda glanced over at Mary and down at Aaron before commenting "Told you
he'd eat it up." The girls broke out in laughter that the boys would get
explanations for later. Right now the important thing was the two hot
girls, the two hot boys, the two sloppy wet pussies, and the two hard
cocks. Mary turned her head and joined Amanda and Kevin's kiss. Aaron
brought his head up and smiled at the sight. His college girlfriend was
making out with his brother and his girlfriend, who had both been Aaron's
lovers the past few weeks. It almost didn't get any better than this.
Almost, but he would save adding mom into the mix until Mary was a more
entrenched member of their little group. His girlfriend smacking him on the
chest yanked him out of his reverie.

"Put your fucking dick in me, before I get your brother step in for you."

"Hmm, my pleasure," Kevin laughed, pulling out of Amanda. He shoved his
brother out of the way and sank his cock into his brother's girlfriend.

"Not that you can tell the difference," Amanda chimed in, "They've both got
practically the same cock. Come here Aaron, don't want you left out."

"Not right now, Amanda, if you want that hot pussy taken care of you're
going to have to talk to your boyfriend or my girlfriend. Right now I've
got something to finish with my brother, since we got interrupted last
time." Kevin grunted as his brother slid back into his ass, pushing him
deeper into his brother's girlfriend. With one hand he reached out to
caress Amanda but she slapped his hand away.

"No, no, no. You ditched me! You owe me an apology before you get any of
this. Besides, we've got a Grade-A pussy licker here, boys, and I haven't
had my pussy eaten the right way in weeks!" She straddled Mary's face, and
Mary wasted no time going to town on her new friend's tasty pussy. Kevin
pulled her in for a kiss, soft and gentle to apologize for pulling out
before he came, then forcefully and passionate to remind her how he felt
about her. She returned both, and then smiled at him. Aaron watched and
they all knew that the joking and teasing had been just that.

"Boys I - ," Margaret walked into the living room stopping short at the
sight of the orgy on her ottoman. "Boys! What if I had been your father!
And no drop cloths down? Do you think I want to explain to nice company why
there are sex stains on my ottoman! March your happy asses up to your room
and finish this fuckfest in a bed like proper young gentlemen. Jesus
Christ, you'll have these girls thinking I raised a couple of heathens!"

Mary was so mortified by the fact that her boyfriend's mother had
interrupted their orgy that she didn't pay much attention to the
admonishments, just the tone. She was too embarrassed to move, even when
Kevin pulled out of her and Amanda started to get up. She did her best to
cover herself, but gave up when she realized the futility. She sacrificed
her body's modesty for her face, and covered it with both hands.

Because of that she missed the passionate kisses the brothers gave their
mother on the way up to their room, but she peeked out when Margaret said
"Well?" while looking at Amanda. Amanda squealed her delight and pressed
her naked body against Margaret and kissed her deeply. Margaret then
smacked Amanda on the butt as she ran after the boys.

"You must be Mary. Hell of a way for those three to introduce us. I swear I
didn't raise my boys to be so rude. Just listen, honey, you tell them `no'
if they take things too far, and if they don't listen to you, you come talk
to me. They aren't so old that I can't still bend `em over my knee if I
have to. Now go have fun." Margaret gently kissed Mary's forehead then
smacked her ass as she moved toward the stairs. Mary might not quite be
used to the way this family showed love, but there was no denying the love
they felt.

When she got to the room, the other three were sitting there waiting for
her reaction to what had happened downstairs. She looked from Aaron to
Kevin and back again before commenting.

"God, you two are just not having any luck with Kevin getting fucked today,
are you? Maybe God's trying to tell you it should be the other way around?"
The laughter that followed broke the tension, and the orgy that followed
that was everything it should have been for the two couples.

* ~ * ~ *

Margaret was drawing a bath for herself when she realized that she'd left
her magazine on the coffee table. She trotted down the stairs to retrieve
it without bothering to throw on a robe. She walked into the living room
just as Kevin's friend Tristan slipped in the back door. For a moment they
stared at each other without speaking, then as nonchalantly as she could
she informed him that Kevin want home at the moment but that he was welcome
to wait. She picked up her magazine and retreated to the bathroom.

She purposefully left the door ajar and watched the mirror as she sat in
the tub. Sure enough Tristan was soon peeking through the door, watching
her bathe. She soaked a little while longer, pretending to read her
magazine. Finally she set it aside and stretched in the tub.

"Tristan, honey," she said causally, "my rose-scented soap is sitting right
there on the counter, could you be a doll and fetch it for me?" He was so
startled, that when he jumped he knocked the door open wider, revealing his
whole body to her gaze. His muscular frame was still covered by his
baseball uniform, and as her eyes swept downward she prayed that he wasn't
wearing a cup. She wanted all of that impressive budge to be him. She
simply watched him stand there and waited for him to remember what she had
asked him, but she wasn't going to make it easy. Her breasts were floating
on the surface of the water and she was moving slightly so that her nipples
would break the surface before sliding back into the warm water. The
constant temperature changes had her nipples hard, like two diamonds.

Finally, but with agonizing slowness, he began to move forward. When he
turned to the counter Margaret found a new appreciation of baseball pants.
His tight jock butt looked amazing to her. He picked up the bar on the
counter and turned to her, for the first time gazing at her directly
instead of her reflection. He was so nervous he dropped the soap and it
landed between her breasts. They both watched as it slid down her body and
disappeared between her legs.

Margaret traced the soap's path with her finger, and retrieved it from
where it was now wedged under her. As she pulled it up, she parted her
folds with the corner, striking her clit. She moaned and arched her back
slightly. She then lifted the soap out of the water and set it on the edge
of the tub between them, making sure to brush the front of Tristan's pants
on the way. So what if she had to go out of her way to do it. The touch
revealed to her that while he may have been wearing a jockstrap, there was
nothing inside it with him. It also snapped him out of his soap trance and
he brought this eyes up to meet hers.

Margaret was shocked by the lust she saw burning in those eyes, because it
was the first time she'd seen it unguarded. She'd known for some time that
Tristan was attracted to her, but never realized the heat and depth of that
attraction. Her body reacted by sending a surge of heat and moisture to her
core.

"Perhaps you should loosen those pants before you burst out of them."

"M-m-missus B?"

She brought herself to her knees and reached for his belt. He just stood
there. Quickly undoing his pants she pushed them down to his knees along
with the jock strap. What she found underneath made her gasp. She was
suddenly face to, well, face with the biggest cock she'd ever seen in her
life. A bead of precum appeared at the tip and she lunged forward while
pulling him toward her. As she captured his head in her mouth, more precum
flowed into her. She swallowed it and dug the tip of her tongue into his
piss slit for more. She was not disappointed.

As best she could she mentally prepared herself and sank her mouth down on
his impressive shaft. She hoped her experience with James, Kevin and Aaron
would help her out, but Tristan's combined length and thickness stopped her
about halfway down. Halfway was apparently good for him though because he
groaned and shot his load directly down her throat.

"Oh God, Missus B," me moaned as he shot, holding her head in place. He
didn't need to bother because she wasn't going anywhere, but she mouth was
too busy to tell him that at the moment. When he finished unloading, he let
her go and she gently let him slip out of her mouth.

"Tristan, when your cock is lodged in my throat and you're coating my
tonsils with cum, you can call me Margaret. Or Mom." Blood surged back into
his dick and it started its slow majestic rise upward again. She rose out
of the tub and lead him toward her bed. He took two shuffle steps forward
before he remembered to kick his pants off. By the time he reached the
bedroom he was naked.

They spent the next several hours exploring each other's bodies. When they
were done, she could get about three quarters of the way down his cock,
he'd picked up some of the finer points of eating pussy, and she had two
loads dripping out of her; they'd both completely forgotten that he had
originally come over to see Kevin.

Kenneth Anthony

"A life lived in fear is a life half lived"

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Kenneth Anthony

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