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                           FAMILY FUN
                   by Ed Dippus  aka "Fast Oeddie"

                          - Chapter 1 -

One summer Saturday, shortly after my first year of college, I
returned home from a noon racquetball game to find my Mom washing
her car.  I winced as I recalled I had promised to do this for her
before my game.  I ran up the driveway, dropped my stuff and
started apologizing.
    "Forget it," she said, "I'm kind of used to your
scatterbrains.  Honestly, I don't know how you make it in college."
    I picked up a sponge and started helping her.  It was a hot,
muggy day and I was still dressed in the nylon shorts I had worn
to play racquetball.  My t-shirt was discarded in favor of gaining
a tan.  Soon sweat was glistening off my torso.
    "Say," my Mom said approvingly, "Have you been working out?
You look like you've developed a mighty fine body."
    I looked up at my mom, surprised that she'd mention something
like that.  She was leaning across the hood, eying me appreciatively.
She was also dressed in shorts and a white dago-T. This top gaped open,
revealing  the tops of her perky little breasts.  Trying not to ogle
her too much, I mumbled something about lifting at school, then went
back to washing.
    We finished up and I started collecting the buckets and
sponges as Mom hosed off the car.  As she swished the water back
and forth, she inadvertently sprayed me.  "Hey!" I shouted, "you're
getting me wet."
    "Oh really," she grinned innocently,"I haven't even started."
Then she turned the hose on me.
    "Hey!" I shouted again lunging for the hose. "Let's see how
you like it."
    I grabbed the nozzle, but she held on tight.  In the ensuing
struggle, we both got entirely soaked.  Finally she regained
control and sprayed me again.  I bent down and bent the hose,
restricting the water flow.  "Truce!" I called laughingly.
As we grinned at each other, I noticed that I could see her tits through
the soaked tee as clearly as if they were naked.  The sight gave
me an instant hard-on.
    Looking up to her face, I saw she was as mesmerized by my
shorts as I was by her shirt.  I let go of the hose, and she
sprayed me full in the face, knocking me over.
    "Fine," I yelled. "Clean up yourself.  I'm hitting the
showers." I needed to jack off this monster before it burst.  So
I rolled over and made a bee-line for the house.
    In the hot shower, as I soaped my rod, my mind was filled with
my Mom's petite body and exquisite tits.  I rubbed faster, nearing
my climax.  Suddenly, the bathroom door opened.  Through the
translucent shower doors I saw the vague outline of my Mom step
into the room and close the door.
    "Hurry up in there,"she said."I'm soaked."
    "Tough," I said, hurriedly rinsing away the lather in my
crotch. "It's your own fault.  Now you can wait your turn."
    "The hell you say," she trilled.  Then, to my astonishment,
I watched her form through the door as she stripped!  The white of
the t-shirt went first, then she stepped out of her shorts.  All
of a sudden I found myself staring at her naked outline and wishing
the shower door was clear instead of frosted.  But I didn't need
to, because the next thing I knew, she slid the door back and
stepped into the shower with me!
    "Hello there!" she said. Then, looking down, "My goodness,
that's quite a hard-on you have there."
    "M-m-m-m-mmom!"I stuttered."What's going on here?"
    "Oh ,come on," she said,"it's not like I've never seen you
naked before."
    "But, what about you?"
    "We're both adults, aren't we?" she said suggestively. As I
stared aghast at her she said "Come on, Bill.  You've been ogling
me for years.  It always turned me on, a little.  Then, when you
got back from school looking like this.  Well, I'm only human...
and very horny."
    I tried one more protest."What about Dad?"
    "He won't be back from golfing for another three hours.
Besides, somehow I don't think he'd mind. Now, how about letting
me give you a hand?" she said, stepping forward and grabbing my
tool.
    "Oh, this is nice," she cooed, stroking my rod "how about a
little more soap.  There, that's slipperier.  My, what a fine young
cock you have, son.  It's a shame I didn't latch onto this sooner."
    My head whirled as her small hand danced around my shaft.
Soon all my protests were forgotten as I shut my eyes and drifted
with my favorite fantasy finally coming true.
    "Hey, Bill," she said huskily, "Why don't you touch me, too.
I won't bite, at least, not yet."
    In a daze I reached out to her breasts and soaped them up.
I wiped my hands around them, cupping, pushing, squeezing, lifting.
I thumbed her nipples and was rewarded with a long low moan.
    "Oh, yes, baby. Play with my titties.  Play with Mommy's
titties.  Oh, yes, Bill."  Her stroking of my rod continued, now
speeding up a little.  But the angle with her facing me was
uncomfortable for her wrist, so she dropped to her knees and
started pumping me in earnest, fingering herself at the same time.
My knees buckled, and I felt myself starting to come.
    "Yes," she urged me, "come for Mommy, come for me.  Oh come
on son.  Come in Mommy's face."
    Groaning loudly, I obeyed, my Mom to the letter, unloading
jets of jism all over her face.
    "Yes! Yes! she yelled,"I'm coming too.  Oh I'm coming, Bill."
    When our orgasms subsided, she sat back in the tub, water
spraying her hot flesh, and began scooping my cum into her mouth.
"Mmmm, yummy," she grinned "but I'd like to taste it from the
source, next time."
    Instantly my boner sprang to attention again, as if I had
never come at all.  "How about now, Mom."
    "Sure thing, baby," she said, "but you'll have to do something
for me, first."
    "Name it," I said.
    "Come here," she beckoned, "Eat Mommy's pussy."
    She sat down on the edge of the tub and spread her long tan
legs.  I knelt between them, the water pelting off my back, and applied
my tongue techniques to her twat.  Soon I had her legs curled around my
shoulders, her hands tugging my hair as she urged me deeper into the
place I came out of (and, with luck, would be cumming into before long!)
    "Oh, Bill" she moaned "you lick pussy like a pro.  Make me cum,
baby.  Make your old mother cum!"
    And I did.  Boy, did I.  Her legs crushed my face into her crotch.
Her back arched so far I had to hold her from falling onto the bathroom
floor.  Her loud moans echoed off the tiled walls.
    As her orgasm subsided, she relaxed her hold on me and I was able
to resume normal breathing.  (You know, someone ought to invent a nose
snorkel for dedicated pussy eaters!)  "That was the best, baby" she breathed.
    By this time I was rock hard and ready to roll.  "How about that blow-
job now?"  I asked her, standing so my dick was at lip-level for her.
    She looked up at me with a dreamy, satisfied smile on her face.
"Sure son," she said,"but let's dry off and do it right in the bedroom."
    This was fine with me and I said so.  So we lovingly towelled each
other off and headed for the king-sized bed in the master bedroom.

            ---MORE TO CUM!!!!!!!----


                           FAMILY FUN
                   By Ed Dippus aka "Fast Oeddie"
                          -Chapter 2-

    I hopped up onto the king-sized mattress and planted my ass in the
middle.  Then I lay out, spread-eagled, with my cock jutting up toward the
ceiling.  Mom stood in the doorway, eyeing me appreciatively.  "You know,"
she said, "You must have inherited your cock from my side of the family.
Your dad is nowhere near that big."
    That brought up a subject I wanted to avoid, but couldn't really
forget.  My cock flagged slightly as I thought of my dad finding out. He'd
cut my balls off!  "You mentioned earlier that Dad probably wouldn't mind
about us," I said, "are you SURE?"
    Mom laughed as she sashayed toward the bed, her perky tits jiggling
ever so nicely.  "I'm sure," she said, "we've had an open marriage since you
kids were little.  Lately, when I intimated at more than motherly feelings
toward you, he laughed and teased me about it.  Said I couldn't wait to get
my hands on your cock.  He was right, of course, but not mad.  I accused him
in turn of having lustful designs on Geriann.  He admitted it.  We fantasized
to each other about making it with you kids.  I think he'll be delighted
that he now has the opportunity to pursue your sister."
    The thought of Dad fucking my sister brought me back to full hardness
again.  "I'm certain she'll go for it, Mom.  She's always checking out Dad's
shape.  Mine too, for that matter.  But I never dreamed we'd open up this can
of worms."
    Mom crawled up onto the bed between my spread legs.  "There's only
one worm I'm interested in right now," she grinned, reaching for my cock.
She curled up between my legs, her shoulder length blonde hair brushing my
thighs.  It was still damp, and tickled a bit, but suddenly I couldn't
feel it anymore.  I couldn't feel anything but her hot breath on my cock.
Exhaling heavily, she was bathing my staff in hot breaths, exciting it in
ways I never thought possible.  Turning it this way and that with her hand
holding me at the base, she tingled every surface.  I could feel my pulse
throbbing through my cock, every nerve ending excited and aware.  By contrast,
the rest of my body didn't exist,  so overwhelmed was my brain by the total
sesory overload emanating from my crotch.  And she hadn't even touched it
yet!
    Just when I thought the feelings couldn't get more intense, Mom
flicked her tongue out and dabbed at the underside of my erection.  The
breaths now alternated with tiny stabs of her tongue, one hot and dry, the
other cooler and moist.  Gradually the breaths were outnumbered by the licks.
The tiny flicks became longer sweeps by her tongue.  Now she was licking all
around, long, wet, slurping licks.  "Mmmmm," she moaned, "you taste great,
Son."
    The rhythmic licking was actually less intense than the initial
blowing, and my mind came down a little from the clouds.  But my cock was
still high!  Finally, Mom pulled her head up and plunged her lips over the
head of my cock.  She applied a slight bit of suction and began a pistoning
motion.  At this point, I raised up on my elbows and gazed down at the head
between my thighs.  The full import of what was going on hit me right then.
There was my MOM! Giving me a BLOWJOB! Talk about a "head" job, she was
blowing my mind as well.  As I watched, she casually brushed her hair back
behind her ear, unconsciously giving me a better view.  She was really into
what she was doing, industriously pumping her head up and down. Her lips
covered and uncovered the length of my cock, which glistened wetly from
her saliva.  Her cheeks were slightly hollowed from the suction she was
using.  If I concentrated (and boy, was it hard to do!) I could differ-
entiate between the feelings made by the cheeks and those emanating from
contact with her lips or the slightly raspy tongue.
    Mom raised her eyes and noticed me watching.  She looked directly
into my eyes and smiled aroud her mouthful of my cock.  She chuckled a bit,
deep in her throat, and the vibrations sent new thrills coursing through my
rod!  My eyes rolled back into my head and I dropped back onto the bed.
Noticing that effect, Mom began humming as she blew me, creating more good
vibes.  I could feel myself beginning to lose control, the first inti-
mations of a great orgasm beginnig to tense my muscles.  Sensing that, Mom
went in for the kill.  Her suction increased, her pace quicked, her hand
began following her lips up my shaft, milking my cock harder and harder.
Her tongue tap-danced up and down, urging me to cum!
    Suddenly her motion changed.  She placed her hands on the bed outside
my thighs and plunged her face deeper onto my cock.  I felt her nose collide
with my pubic hair as she opened her throat and took me ALL the way in.  I
could feel those stretched muscles constricting the top of my cock as she
pumped quickly up and down.  That was it!  With several quick moans followed
by a strangled cry I bucked my hips into her face and shot load after load
of cum down my Mother's throat. "Mmm. Mmm. Mmm." she moaned around my cock
in time to my spurts.  The feeling of her swallowing around my cock coaxed
more and more jism out of my rod.  Finally, exhausted, spent, wiped out,
blown away, I collapsed back on the bed and came as close to passing out as
I ever had in my life.
    After a few final licks, sucks and kisses, Mom left my now shriveled
cock to rest in peace and crawled up to snuggle against me.
    "That's the biggest load I ever swallowed," she whispered, "and did
it ever taste great.  I love you, son, you were great."
    "Mom," I mumbled "You were great. I-, I don't know what to say."
    "Shh," she said, "you rest.  Later on we can talk about what hap-
penned.  And do it again, I hope.  Now let's nap."
    So we slept together for a while.  Later I stumbled off to my bed
to sleep off the rest of the afternoon, while Mom got dressed and went back
downstairs.  The last thought I had before falling asleep again was of my
dad and my sister, Geriann.  I hoped that they could find a little bit of
what Mom and I did.  Then I drifted off to dreamland, where nothing I could
dream of could top what had happened that day.

..... Or so I thought!!!!
            --- MORE TO CUM!!!!!! ---


              FAMILY FUN
         by Ed Dippus aka "Fast Oeddie"
                 - Chapter 3-

    That evening, Mom and Dad went out on a "special" date.  By the
big wink she gave me when they left, I knew Mom was going to fill him in
on the "goings-on."  That left Geriann and me home alone, and now that my
thoughts were tuned to intra-family sex, I began appraising my chances of
making it with Sis.
    I knew she was hot for me, but her contrary nature would cause her
to reject any overt passes I made.  Geriann and I have always had a strong
case of sibling rivalry between us and, although we loved each other, we
rarely turned down an opportunity to put each other down.  "Devious thinking
is what's needed here," I told myself.
    I decided on the oldest ploy in the book: play off the rivalry in
a "strip-"challenge. You know, strip-poker, strip-backgammon, that sort of
thing.  Once we'd shed some clothes, maybe we could lose some inhibitions
as well.  This trap only works when the trappee is as anxious to get naked
as the trapper, as I'd learned at school, but I was fairly certain of my prey
in this case.
    "Yo, shithead!" I called out, "Wanna get your ass kicked at nine-
ball downstairs?"  Billiards used to be an even game for us, but one of the
other things I learned at school was how to handle a hot cue. Heh, heh, heh.
    "Thanks for the charming offer, jiz-breath," she called back sweetly
from upstairs, "but I've had a better one."
    "I've got a date," she announced as she flounced downstairs.  I was
flabbergasted.  If her denim mini-skirt was up any higher it would have
been a hat.  If the tube top under the jacket was any lower it would have
been a sock.  Her normally bedraggled red hair rose in shimmering haloes
around her head, framing a face highlighted by rose-colored lips which said
"Fuck me" without once moving.
    "Who's the victim," I gasped without much conviction.
    "Jimmy Taylor," she said, "the quarterback at the community college."
    "Oh, so he's dumb and a bad athelete, otherwise he'd be in real
school," I cracked, regaining some of my composure.
    "You're just jealous," she said.
    "Of you??"
    "Of him," she said, with an odd emphasis to her voice.  Outside
a horn honked. "S'long, schlong," she called, heading out the door. "Say 'hi'
to Rosy Palm and her 5 sisters for me."

    Ten o'clock: there's 7 million naked stories in this city, and I
wasn't one of them.  Oh, I was naked alright, but I was alone.  Mom had
called from the restaurant to say she and Dad were heading out to the
Sybaris.  They were getting laid.  My sister was out with some Neanderthal.
The way she was dressed I was sure she was getting laid.  All I had was
HBO, a six-pack and Rosy.  Oh well, at least the beer was cold.

    Eleven-twenty: the front door slammed shut, jolting me out of a
doze.  I was still naked, but no longer alone.  "Oooooo, MEN!" Geri screamed
storming upstairs.
    I bounded up after her.  "What?" I called, "what have we done now?"
She whirled around in her bedroom door.  Her tube top was pulled down on one
side, displaying a round, heavy tit proudly capped by a bright red nipple.
Her lipstick was smeared and her hair was askew.  I immediately got the wrong
idea.  "Did he try to rape you?" I yelled, "I'll kill the fucker! I'll break
his balls!  I'll ... "
    "No, no, you asshole!" she yelled back "I wanted it! I asked for it."
    "Then what the fuck's your problem?" I shouted.
    "The little shit came 10 seconds into foreplay at the drive-in.  Then
he wanted to watch the fucking movie, so I made him drive me home and
I'M STILL HORNY!"
    I fell over laughing.  Here was the little bitch herself, out on
a hot date, ready and randy and her QB fumbles the hand-off!
    As I laughed myself silly I noticed that she wasn't laughing.  Nor
was she cursing. In fact, she wasn't doing anything but staring. Staring at
me. I was still naked!  And there was Geriann, half-naked herself, licking
her lips and staring at my .....
    BOINNNGGG!!!!!
    "Oh, wow," she breathed, "that's quite a piece of work, Bill."
    "And it lasts quite a bit longer than 10 seconds," I couldn't help
it, it was too good a zinger to pass up.  But she didn't even notice.
    "I'll bet it does," she said, half to herself. "Can I touch it?"
    Can she touch it? What am I gonna say, "No?"
    I didn't say anything.  I just held out my hand.  Geri took my
hand and knelt down.  I guided it to my shaft and left it there to fend
for itself.  She just held it for awhile, then stroked it lightly with one
finger.  "I knew it would be big," she said, "I just knew it."
    Now strange as this may seem,  before that day Geriann and I had
not seen each other naked in years.  She had her own bathroom off of her
bedroom, and the opportunity to spy her out had never presented itself.
Similarly, although she had ogled my bulge in the past, this was her first
view of it au natural.  The way she was stroking it, however, it was soon
going to be au jus.
    Not wanting to fail in my boast and blow the deal by blowing my wad
I pulled away and stood up.  "Hey, I'm not through with you yet," she said
petulantly.
    "No you're not, little sister," I said, "not by a long shot."
    Taking her hand, I led her into her bedroom.  As usual it was a
mess, but at least the bed was made and relatively uncluttered.  Turning
around, I took her by the shoulders and kissed her deeply, feeling first
that lipstick smearing against my lips, tasting it with my tongue, probing
deeply into her mouth.  Our tongues entwined in a deep, searing soul kiss.
Lips still locked, I pushed the jacket from her shoulders, then drew the
tube top down until her right breast popped free.  My hands affixed them-
selves to those tits, hefting, squeezing, tweaking the nipples.  Just as
Mom supposed that the size of my rod was inherited from her, I'm certain
that Geriann's tits came from Dad's side, just as her red hair did.  Dad's
mom had had red hair, but it was tough to tell on the breasts because Grandma
was fat all over.
    The interlude from the hall to the bedroom had stood off my impending
orgasm, and I was ready for action again.  My hands slipped down to that
damned mini-skirt and under to where Geri's white cotton panties waited to be
disposed of.  The crotch was soaked from both my ministrations and, I supposed
grudgingly, Taylor's.  As I tried to get above the waistband, Sis stopped me
and pulled back.
    My split second of disappointment was assuaged as she unzipped the side
of the skirt and dropped it to the ground.  She also removed the tube top from
her belly and stepped out of her panties.  Now she was as naked as I, and
truly a wonderful sight to behold.
    She stepped around me, put her hands around my neck and drew me down
on top of her on the bed.  We kissed deeply again, then I nuzzled my way down
her neck, and spent some time on her breasts, licking and sucking those
wonderous nipples.  I went into motion again, starting to kiss my way south
to eat at the 'Y' when she gently pulled my head back up and kissed me.
    "Not now, big brother," she said tenderly, "I'm ready enough.  I
need you inside me.  I need it bad."
    "Sure," I said, "you've got it."  I shifted my hips as she pulled
back her knees.  The head of my cock lay agaisnt her pussy, ready to enter.
She dropped one hand down, squeezed my pole, and guided it lovingly into
her hot pussy.
    We both groaned deeply as I sank in to the hilt.  It was like
complete fulfillment for both of us, the ultimate expression of an
attraction that had been building since puberty.
    For a moment we lay still, and I could feel her muscles stretching
and relaxing around me as she became accustomed to my size.  Then, with a
shudder that racked us both, I pulled up and began fucking my sister with
slow, deep, long strokes.
    "Oh, yes," she breathed "yes. Fuck me.  So deep.  So good."
    She kept talking like that, her rhythm matched to that of our
strokes, her intensity proportional to that of her pleasure.  We began
rocking faster, she began talking faster.
    "Yes...yes...Oh...Yeah...Go...deeper...big...brother...Bill"
    Our arousal increased, as did her volume.  Her vocabulary, however,
diminished: "Yes..Yes..Fuck..Me..YES..YES..OH..OH"
    This went on for a good 15 minutes, by which time I was pistoning
in and out and we were both on the brink.  Geriann was reduced to one
syllable, one vowel, over and over "O! O! O! O! O! O! O!" Her head tossed
from side to side, her hair whipping back and forth on the pillow. Her
breasts heaved and jiggled with each thrust and counter-thrust.
    Finally with a rush, I felt myself starting to cum and added my
own voice to hers "Oh, oh, oh Ger, I'm gonna, I'm, I'M, CUMMING!!!!"
    Her litany crescendoed with mine "YES!!  YES!! CUM!! YES!! YES!!
YES!!"
    Spasms rocked through our bodies! I fired wad after wad deep into
her womb, grunting with each shot.  Sis's voice had finally left her and she
rolled her head back and forth, mouthing silent moans of ecstasy.  With one
last big shudder and a heavy sigh, I rolled off her and started to relax
toward sleep.  Fortunately, I remembered her emphatic "Oooo, men" in time
to roll over and snuggle her, thus avoiding boorishness.  With a satisfied
sigh of her own, which spoke volumes more than her other noises, Geriann
snuggled back and we drifted off to sleep.

    A light stabbed into that contented sleep, waking me rudely.  My
anger drained out of me, however, when I heard my Mom's voice ringing
through the room.  "WELL, what do we have HERE!"

                      ---- MORE TO CUM!!!!!! ----


              FAMILY FUN
         by Ed Dippus aka "Fast Oeddie"
                 - Chapter 4-


   "WELL, what do we have HERE!"
   Mom's voice cut into my sexually sated drowse.  In a
split-second, I realized that I had been caught <in flagrante
delicto>, nakedly spooned  to my sister.  Almost as quickly,
though, I relaxed, since Mom and I had had our own little session
earlier in the day.  Geriann, however, knew nothing about that and
was mortified.  Uttering a little shriek, she quickly wrapped
herself in the bedspread, curled up in the corner of the bed
against the wall, and began sobbing in shame.
   Mom spoke up again.  "Your father had a little too much to drink
and I brought him home to sleep it off.  I can see it wasn't a
moment too soon.  William," she continued sternly, "go to your
room, and don't wake your father.  I'll deal with you later. First,
I want to speak to Geriann."  Her sly wink to me belied the
sterness in her voice.  Feigning chagrin, I shuffled out of Ger's
room, modestly covering myself with my hands.  I pulled the door
shut behind me, but not all the way closed.  Instead of returning
to my bed, I knelt in the darkened hall to see just what my Mom
would say to my sister.
   Mom approached the bed and sat down on the edge.
   "Geriann, honey," she said gently, "it's okay.  Don't cry."
"Oh M-m-mom," Sis sobbed form underneath the sheet, "I'm suh-suh-
sorry."
   "Don't be, it's okay.  I understand."
   The sobs moderated a little, and Ger's head peeked out of the
covers a little.  "You do?"  she said, sounding perplexed.
   "Of course I do," Mom reassured her, "Sometimes you can just get
carried away with things, especially at your age.  The sex drive
is a very powerful thing.  It's why I insisted you start on the
Pill when you got seriously into dating."
   The sheet dropped to Geriann's shoulders now, as her red head
popped up in surprise.  "But, my doctor said I should start.  I
didn't know you knew."
   "Darling," Mom laughed, "who do you think told the doctor to say
that?"
   Geriann almost appeared relaxed at this point, until she
remebered the whole story.  "But, Bill!  Aren't you mad about me
and Bill?"
   "Not at all.  Sex is all about love, and what better partner is
there than someone you love and trust.  Besides," Mom giggled, "I
think Bill's quite a hunk."
   "Oh, MOM," Ger cried, exasperated (and letting the sheet drop
to her waist) "NO one say 'hunk' anymore."  They both shared a
giggle.
   "Then you're not mad?" Geriann asked.
   Well, this was it, I thought.  Time to head to bed soon.    "Of
course not, honey," Mom said gently, opening her arms for a hug.
   Geriann scootched acroos the bed and hugged our Mom.  Since
everything was cool (ultra-cool, since I was getting double sex at
home), I started to get up.  The next sentence froze me in my
tracks.
   "You know, Geriann, I just love your breasts."
   <Hmmm, this could get interesting.>
   "Mom!" Geriann said, embarrassed, pulling back slightly.    "No,
really, dear," Mom insisted, "I always wished I could have breasts
as nice as yours.  They're so large and round."
   My sexy Mom and Sis were both sitting on the bed, holding each
other, gazing down at Geriann's breasts.  This DEFINITELY was
getting interesting.  I settled back down, and my cock started to
settle UP.
   "Sometimes they're such a pain, though," Ger was saying, "other
girls are jealous, but they just get in the way sometimes.  I'd
much rather have breasts like yours, Mom."
   "Well, let's see," Mom said thoughtfully, starting to unbutton
the white blouse she was wearing, as if to compare.  My rod was
really throbbing at this point, but I didn't touch it yet.
   Mom dropped the blouse from her shoulders and unhooked her bra
in front.  (I love those types of bras, one flick of the finger and
Shazam!  Tit-city.)
   "See," Geriann said accusingly. "You don't even need that bra.
They stay in place so nicely.  And they're so cute, especially your
nipples."
   "Well," Mom said, "your Dad says my nipples are my best feature.
But I like yours, too.  I've heard that girls with larger breasts
have less sensitive nipples, though.  Is this true in your case?"
   "Oh God, no"  Geriann said.  "Sometimes I can cum just by
playing with them.  The whole circle gets big and pink and feels
just great."
   "Really?  Just my nipples get hard, but they stick out like
pencil erasers."
   "Really? Wow, neat!" Sis said.
   Mom leaned her head forward conspiratorially and said in a low
voice "Wanna see?"
   Now, differences of traits such as hair color, breast size, etc.
aside, Geriann and Mom (and Dad and I) all share a single trait.
We're all highly over-sexed.  I think the family motto must be "If
it feels good, do it, if it feels really good, do it alot."  Plus
my sister's personal motto always seems to have been "Try anything
once and some things several times."  For this reason, she never
once blanched at what Mom suggested.  In fact, she seemed
fascinated (and a little turned on).  So she just giggled and said
"Sure."
   "Okay," Mom said, and withdrew her arms from around Ger.
Without further ado, she encircled her breasts with her hands and
began stroking them out toward the tips.  Within seconds, her
aureolae began to puff slightly, but the nipples really poked out,
like little finger tips (or cocks).
   Geriann watched, engrossed.
   "There," Mom said, a little breathily.
   "Oh, wow," Geriann whispered.
   "How about yours," Mom said, "can I see how yours get?"
   Geriann complied immediately.  She licked her fingertips first,
however, then placed her hands on either side of her breasts,
pushing them together, and began to stimulate her nipples by moving
her wet fingertips in circles around them.  I finally began to get
into the act as well, slowly stroking my cock.
   For a few minutes there was no sound at all, except for some
soft sighs as Mom and Sis each stimulated their own breasts.  I
knew it was just a matter of time before things escalated.  Sure
enough, Mom moved one hand up to her mouth, licked her fingers, and
reached out to touch Geriann's breast.
   "Oh, Mom" Ger sighed, letting her free hand drop down to her
own crotch.  As she started tickling her clit, Mom reached out with
her other hand.  Geriann dropped HER other hand down to her crotch.
   Suddenly, Mom stood up.  Geri whimpered for a second, missing
her mother's touch.  But Mom simply kicked off her shoes, unzipped
her skirt and let it drop to the floor.  She wasn't wearing
panties, but she was wearing (you guessed it) a garter belt and
stockings.  She quickly settled back down onto the bed, resuming
Ger's chest massage.  But this didn't last long.  Soon, her head
dropped down and she sucked one of her daughter's large pink
nipples voraciously into her mouth.  Geriann uttered a curiou
little sound, sort of a cross between a hiccup and a sigh.
   Little by little, Mom pushed Geriann back.  Finally, they
crossed gently past the balance point and Geriann lay back on the
bed, Mom on top of her, between her legs, still sucking tit.  Ger
just lay back and enjoyed it, eyes closed, gently stroking Mom's
hair.  Gradually, Mom moved her head down Ger's torso, kissing and
licking her way.  I couldn't tell if Geriann was oushing her down
or if she went of her own volition. (Probably both, I guess.)  When
she got to her daughter's pussy, Mom put that talented tongue to
work.  I would have been extremely jealous of both women had I not
sampled them each earlier myself.
   Pretty soon, Geriann, was reaching further down Mom's body,
gently urging her to swing around.  Mom lifted up without missing
a lick, swung her leg over Ger's head and settled back down into
the <position soixante-neuf>.  Sexy grunts, groans, slurps and
moans emanated from these two sexy women.  It was clear that
neither Mom nor Sis were strangers to the arts of Sappho, the fact
of which excited me even more.  I picked up my own stroking a
notch.
   In fact, at this point, I was seriously considering joining
them.  But I really get off on voyeurism, and I figured (correctly,
as it would turn out) that I would get plenty of chances at both
Mom and Ger later.  SO I sat tight.
   Meanwhile, both blonde and red heads were flying, racing to
bring each other to orgasm.  Geriann won.  Mom's licks got slower,
then she lifted her head, eyes closed, muscles taut and straining.
She ground her pussy against her daughter's face, then started
moaning loudly.  Seconds later, with a large groaning
"OOooooOOOOHHH!"  Mom came in Geriann's mouth.
   Geriann avidly licked up all of Mom's juices, moaning and
panting the whole while.  As Mom came down, she rested her head on
Ger's thigh, the rolled off her, flipped around and kissed her
daughter full on the lips.
   "Mmmmm," Mom moaned, "I can taste myself on your lips, honey."
   "You sure taste great, don't you, Mom."
   "Ohhh, so do you, hon.  But you haven't cum yet."
   "I think I haven't stopped cumming since you touched me, Mom."
   "Nonsense," Mom insisted, "You haven't cum the way I want you
to.  Let me do you some more."
   "How can I say no to an orgasm?  I'm your's, Mom."
   Without further ado, Mom repositioned herself between Ger's
thighs.  She didn't touch her right away, though.  She just started
blowing lighlty around Ger's crotch.  I grinned to myself, knowing
that this "blow job" was Mom's specialty.  Sure enough, in no time
at all she had Sis writhing back and forth, hitching her hips and
pushing down on Mom's head, trying to get that teasing mouth onto
her pussy.  Mom played hard to get for a minute, then dropped her
head and planted a deep soul kiss right on Ger's cuntlips.
   "Ooooo, Yessss," Geriann hissed, "Oh, eat me, Mom."
   Mom complied willingly and with gusto.  Licking, blowing,
kissing and munching, she brought her daughter closer and closer
to orgasm, like an expert race car driver shifting gears to top
speed.  Mom next brought her hands into play, sliding fingers in
and out of her daughter's pussy.  Soon, Geriann's head started
whipping back and forth, and she started talking in monosyllables
again.  "Oh...Yes...Mom-...my...Eat...me...oh...yeah!"  From
previous experience I knew she was getting close, so I quickened
my own strokes, determined to cum with her.
   Then all of a sudden, Mom grasped one of her own tits and,
hitching up over Ger's stomach, jammed it nipple first into her
daughter's creaming quim, fucking her with those pert little tits.
The sight of this blew my mind and my load.  And that cock-like
little nipple on her clit drove Geriann over the edge too,
screaming silently into her orgasm.  Mom's groans as she fingered
herself indicated that she, too, was coming.
   Leaning wearily against the doorjamb, I watched Mom collapse
onto Geriann's stomach, then crawl up beside her.  As mother and
daughter shared another deep kiss.  I stumbled to the john, got a
washcloth, and returned to clean up my mess.  Mom and Geriann were
fast asleep in each other's arms, blonde hair and red entwined on
the pillow.
   I returned the washcloth to the bathroom, stumbled off to bed
and fell instantly asleep.  I didn't dream any erotic dreams that
night because I had lived them all already.
   Well, almost...........

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                             FAMILY FUN
              by Ed Dippus (aka Fast Oeddie)
                 -Chapter 5-

I slept very late that Sunday morning.  The previous day's events had worn me
out physically, sexually and psychologically and I slept like the dead.  What
finally awakened me was some really nice feelings emanating from my groin.  It
felt like a blowjob.  I opened my eyes.  It was.
    Mom was at it again, much to my delight.  But when she saw that I was
awake, she stopped.  "Afternoon, sleepyhead," she laughed. "Time for the rest
of you to get up."
    "I'd rather you got down," I said sleepily, "What time is it?"
    "One-something," she said, "Everyone else is up."
    "Even Geriann?" I asked, "After what you two ... uh, whoops."
    Mom laughed heartily. "I knew you were there," she said, "so you're
into voyeurism, so what?  I am too, though I rarely get a chance to practice
it.  But that's why I woke you.  Are you up for another round of peek-a-boo?"
    "Are you going to jump your daughter again?"
    "Nope, Ger's the jumper and your Dad's the jump-ee."
    I was fully awake now, and sat up straight in my bed.  "Great," I said,
"When's the main event?"
    "Any minute now," she said, "Your Dad's asleep on the living room couch.
Geriann is putting away lunch dishes, then she's going to wake him up, much the
same way I woke you up.  It was my plan, of course, but she was delighted to
try it. She asked me to leave them alone and stay up here while she makes the
move.  Can you imagine?  After all we went through yesterday she still is a tad
on the shy side. Anyway, I'm not missing this for the world.  If you want, we
can watch through the railing up here."
    "Lead on, Mom."
    So Mom and I, clad in our robes, crept out to the upstairs railing
which overlooked the living room.  The tableau displayed before us consisted of
Dad, also wearing a robe, which, Mom assured me, had nothing beneath it.  He
was laid out on the couch, head back and snoring. A faint clatter of dishes
and silverware emanated from the kitchen, attesting to Geriann's presence.
It wasn't long before that noise stopped and Sis appeared in the doorway. She
was dressed in a baby doll nightie which was tied shut between her breasts
with a red ribbon.  Similar ribbons decorated the side of her matching panties.
With quick, light steps she crossed over to the couch and stood looking down
at Dad.  If there was any hesitation in her mind, it quickly vanished as she
knelt down beside the couch.
    Delicately, she lifted aside one side of Dad's robe, exposing his
naked crotch.  I gloated a little when I saw his size; he was smaller than me,
at least soft.  I would be able to compare extended lengths in just a moment.
Ger reached out and lifted up his peter, encircling it with her hot little
fingers.  The only effect it had on Dad was to change the tone of his snores
a little.  Ever so gently, she leaned down and slipped him into her mouth.
    Mom and I both hunched a little closer to the railing (and toward
each other) to get a better view.  The couch was along a wall perpendicular
to us, nearly below us, and Dad's feet were pointed in our direction.  So we
had a perfect view from the side.  As we watched, Ger's cheeks hollowed out and
she pulled back slightly, stretching Dad's hardening dick.  He began to moan in
his sleep and seemed on the verge of waking up. With a wicked gleam in her eye,
Sis lowered her lips down his shaft, pushing her nose into his salt-and-pepper
pubes, and held still, sucking gently.  Dad settled down a bit, then his hips
started lightly bumping up and down.  Ger added a bigger up and down movement
on his shaft, which was by now fully erect.
    Dad really started to wake up now, and, before he was fully awake,
moaned out, "Oh baby, that's great, but what about the kids?"
    I snickered, only to have Mom poke me in the ribs.
    Ger only moaned around his cock "Mmmmph," and continued sucking.  Dad's
eyes fluttered, then rolled back in his head as Sis' ministrations began to take
full effect.  He continued to buck his hips slightly.  Then his hand came up to
her head and his eyes popped open in surprise as he felt Geriann's long tresses
instead of the short, suburban housewife hair-do he expected.  His voice,
however, was non-chalant, "Oh, Geriann, is that you.  That's real nice, honey,
keep it up.  What a nice way to wake up your old Dad.  Hey, is it my birthday
already?"
    Geriann lifted her head up to look him in the eye "Oh, Daddy, shut up
and enjoy your blowjob!" Then she went back to sucking.
    "Yes baby" Dad said contritely, and laid his head back.
    After a bit more, he stopped her.  "If you're not careful, Geri, baby,
I'll be filling your mouth up with jizz."
    "But that's what I want," she said petulantly.
    "I've got other plans for this load, baby.  I don't want to lose it
too soon before we have enough fun."
    "Okay, Daddy," she said brightly, "what do you have in mind?"
    "Come here and kiss me for a start."
    Dad and Sis entered into a long, deep lip-lock, during which time
Ger never relinquished her hold on Dad's cock.  For his part, Dad's hand had
already found one of her ample breasts and was twiddling her nipple through
the sheer baby-doll.  She leaned back and undid the ribbon, opening up the
front of the nightie, and stuck her tits into her father's face.  Dad began
sucking, lustily and noisily, on first one magnificent mam, then the other.
    "Dad!" Ger squealed "Your beard is so rough!"
    "Sorry baby, I'll be careful."
    "Fuck careful!" she shot back "suck my titties."
    Dad complied readily.
    In the meantime, I was stiff as a board (naturally) and was beginning
to think about a little action of my own. Mom evidently had the same idea, be-
cause she reached over under my robe and began stroking my boner lightly.
    Downstairs, Sis pulled back from Dad.  He slipped his arms from his robe
and left it open beneath him on the couch.  That lazy old fart hadn't moved yet
and was getting all this great sex.  What a scam!  In the meantime, Geriann
stood up facing him and teasingly tugged on the ribbons holding her panties on.
Dad would have none of that.  He just reached up and yanked on the bows.  They
came untied and the panties drifted down between her legs to the floor.
    Dad's hand passed them on the way up and he settled her crotch right
in his palm.  Working one finger into her pussy, his big thumb covered her
clit and began rubbing in a heavy, circular motion.  Geriann's breath went out
of her in a big sigh and her knees sagged.  In fact, it seemed that only Dad's
probing hand held her up.  Still using one hand, he pulled her toward the
couch. She went willingly.  She swung her leg up and over his torso, settling
her tush squarely on Dad's chest.  Dad's arms went under her legs and pulled
her crotch into his face.  A long, drawn out, satisfied groan from Sis signalled
that his tongue had made contact.
    Dad continued to eat Geriann out for about 10 minutes.  Ger held onto
the arm of the couch behind his head and humped his face for all she was worth.
Pretty soon, those familiar rhythmic moans, groans, squeals and sighs were
echoing off the living room wall, as Sis geared up for her orgasm.  As the pace
of the noises increased, so did Mom's action on my hard-on.  I flipped up the
back of her robe, exposing her ass and pussy, and began a digital attack of my
own on those orifices.
    With an almost noiseless shriek, Geriann came all over Dad's face.
Almost immediately, she slid her ass down his torso until it bumped into his
boner and licked her juices off his face.  Without further preamble, she
lifted her butt, impaled herself on his staff and began a frantic humping.
    Dad's hands went to her chest and began mashing those great tits around.
Geriann's head was back rolling on her shoulders, her eyes closed in ecstacy.
Dad's hips were pistoning, bumping her into the air.  I had to admit, the old
man could still throw a fuck into a gal.  Almost seamlessly, like a ballet, he
slid his legs around and was sitting on the couch, his daughter facing him as
they fucked.  Then they were standing, Dad's hands under her ass, lifting and
lowering her like he was doing curls.  Then he turned, lowered her to the couch,
and was on top of her, still fucking.
    "Wow," I breathed "he's really good."  My previous smugness about his
size was replaced by awe at his technique.  This guy was good!
    "He sure is," Mom agreed, "but he's not young anymore.  This fuck'll
do him in for the afternoon."
    "This fuck is enough for the afternoon for anyone."
    "Not for me," Mom said "give me stamina and resilience anytime."
    "Like in a 20-year-old guy?" I smirked.
    "Exactly," she said.
    On the couch, Dad was building to his climax.  His ass was pistoning
up and down.  Geriann had her hands on her kness, pulling her legs back, holding
herself open for her Dad's cock.  Dad started to groan: "Oh,  Ohh,  OHH, OHHHH!"
He whipped his dick out of her hole and jacked it over her stomach.  His wad
flew from the tip, spurting all over and leaving a trail of slime from his
daughter's navel, past and over her heaving tits, up her neck and to her chin.
Geriann, who had been climaxing constantly since she hung in mid-air impaled
on Dad's dick, continued to writhe frantically, even though her pussy was empty,
and scooped up all the sperm she could reach, licking her fingers.  Finally
they both calmed down, and Dad collapsed into an exhausted, sweaty embrace with
his daughter.
    Mom and I both stood up, leaned over the rail (with the fronts of our
robes hanging open) and applauded heartily.  Sis looked up and Dad looked
over his shoulder at us and both smiled weakly in acknowledgement.  Ger waved
at us and Dad called up "Okay you two, it's your turn to put on a show for us!"
    "Gladly!" Mom called back and turned to me with a twinkle in her eye.
    "We're on," she grinned.

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