Family Fun

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2002-9-25
(Random Thoughts)　　　Family　　　Fun　　　1

**********　　　...　(Let's get started, lazy　　　enough　　　?　　　)　**********　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　...　　　Tina was thirty-four, but she still looked quite young, sexy and charming. Compared to when she was a teenager, she hadn't changed much; she just seemed much more mature and sexy now.　　　Of course, such a beauty wouldn't have few male admirers. However, only one man could truly satisfy her sexual needs and provide her with normal sexual gratification: her husband, Dave.　　　She and Dave were truly like two peas in a pod; in bed, they were evenly matched. Every time he was on top of her, his thrusts were always so fast, so wild, so frequent, and her feelings were always so satisfying and comfortable.　　　Now, their game was about to begin. As her husband undressed her, she placed her slender fingers on his genitals, grasping his rapidly swelling and elongating penis and stroking it. Then, she suddenly whispered, "Are you sure the children are all asleep?"　　　"Yes, they're all asleep, don't worry, darling," Dave said, while placing his hand on her breasts and kneading them vigorously.　　　"John fell asleep a few hours ago, and now he's probably dreaming about tomorrow's football game, maybe even touching the ball to the ground. My darling,"　　　Tina said, gently stroking his large, purplish-brown glans, moving it up and down lightly.　　　"And Julie?" she asked, her voice a mixture of question and moan, as his hand caressed her sensitive muscles.　　　“The light is on in Julie’s room, but you know she has a bad habit of easily falling asleep while reading,” her husband said, then turned to her impatiently. “Alright, darling, I’m not worried about them. I just want to see your hot little hole.”　　　To make it easier for her husband to reach her private parts, Tina spread her legs apart, making it easier for him to touch her. Sure enough, as soon as his hand touched inside, he skillfully pressed his fingers against her cleavage, slowly sliding them down until they reached her vulva, gently inserting them into her tight, juicy spot.　　　She moaned.　　　His fingers withdrew from her wetness and quickly thrust back in. His other hand didn’t move, still caressing her high, rounded breasts. He gently pinched and twisted her cherry-like nipples with two fingers. Her body began to writhe, and her moans grew louder.　　　"Mmm...ah...Dave, it feels so good."　　　Dave knew she was beautiful, so his fingers not only thrust rapidly in and out of her little cunt, but his other fingers also skillfully and continuously scratched back and forth on her soft mound of flesh.　　　She couldn't take it anymore. Her moans grew louder, her lust intensified.　　　"Oh, oh, Dave, I can't take it anymore! Soaked, so soaked. I'm so wet. Come on, don't waste time."　　　In fact, Dave already knew she couldn't endure it any longer. Because, when his fingers entered her little cunt, he could feel his fingers immediately surrounded by a lubricating fluid, the warm, tender skin gently wriggling, constantly sucking on his fingers. From that beautiful little cunt, a woman's fragrance slowly seeped out, rushing straight to Dave's nostrils.　　　"Oh my god, baby, your body is so hot," Dave didn't follow Tina's wishes, but just kept thrusting his middle finger in and out of her constantly wriggling little cunt. “Oh, look, darling, it’s soaking wet.”　　　“Then, fuck me. Use your hard, big cock to penetrate me. Darling, I want your big, thick cock.”　　　Tina said, her buttocks twisting. As she twisted, she leaned against Dave, spread her legs, and rubbed her buttocks against her husband’s already hard and erect cock, shaking it constantly. Her hand reached down, gently grasped his cock, and frantically thrust it into her already soaking wet pussy.　　　It went in, the smooth glans bathed in the warm, lustful fluid inside her, slowly squeezing into Tina’s still slightly tight pussy.　　　The writhing, moist, and tender muscles tightly surrounded his big glans, and in an instant, he felt as if he had encountered a wall, a wall made of cement, and he could no longer penetrate.　　　The fleshy wall tightly gripped his cock, but the wall kept writhing, giving Dave a wave of pleasure. The exhilarating sensation began at the tip of his penis, shooting through his brain like an electric shock. He no longer wanted to waste time; he couldn't wait a moment longer. He wanted to have her. So, he wielded his large penis, slowly thrusting it deeper and deeper into his wife's tender, beautiful, and thirsty little hole.　　　"Oh, you've finally come! How fulfilling I am!" Tina let out a long moan, her legs spreading high with longing groans, then pressing tightly against her husband's thick waist. She pressed her heels against his firm buttocks, hooking his cleft, tightening and loosening, constantly giving signals according to her needs.　　　The wall loosened, and Dave felt his large penis like a drill, an indestructible electric drill, relentlessly drilling, relentlessly shattering and tearing apart the wall that tightly blocked its way, before drilling deep inside again. It's in. Although the muscles are still tightly wrapped around its penis, they have made way for it. Now the road is clear, and it can go straight ahead, heading towards the flower's core.

Dave's lower body was powerful; he could easily tear through her vaginal defenses, but he didn't want to. He would gently withdraw from her tight embrace, then slide his penis back in along the passage he had already dug.

"Slap," his small scrotum, hovering between her legs, swayed repeatedly. As his penis penetrated deeper, his testicles bumped against her anus, making a soft sound.

"Ah..." A tingling sensation spread through her anus, further arousing her vagina's endless desire. Tina couldn't help but moan again.

"Slap slap slap," the impact sounds never stopped.

"Oh oh oh," with each gentle graze of his testicles, Tina's moans echoed.

"Beautiful... I want to float, oh... I... um..."

She didn't know how to express her current feelings!

"Ah!" Dave groaned softly, his penis being squeezed, the pleasure relentless. He couldn't help but moan, "God, my God, you're such a hot and wet little slut! Oh, my baby!"

From the moment his penis entered, Dave's penis was constantly surrounded by sticky, slippery vaginal fluid, and the constantly writhing muscles sent him into a frenzy. He groaned, continuing to fuck his wife amidst his moans.

"Fuck me, oh... fuck..." Tina kept calling out. Whether the children were really asleep or had heard her cries was no longer important. What mattered now was how to enjoy the pleasure her husband was giving her! So, she could only keep moaning.

As she moaned, she tightly wrung her legs around Dave's body, hoping to keep her genitals pressed tightly against his, keeping her clitoris around his penis, so that every thrust would touch her already swollen little part, deriving even more intense pleasure from the constant friction between them.
The husband, enjoying his wife's excitement, held Tina's slender waist tightly, gently pulling his penis out of her now-resisting but still-sucking vagina, then thrusting it back in forcefully. He did this every time, using all his strength to continuously cultivate his wife's fertile, muddy soil.

"Oh, oh... I'm fucking you!" Dave panted as he thrust, muttering, "Yes, that's it, press your hot little cunt tighter against me, let me fuck you properly!"

In this endless cultivation, Tina was constantly immersed in boundless waves of desire. Hearing her husband's words, she raised her buttocks high off the bed, pressing them tightly against Dave's hips, moaning as she welcomed her husband's wild, relentless thrusts.

This was precisely why she could never leave her husband; among all the men she knew, none could do this, none could thrust so relentlessly from the very beginning. But her husband could. This was what she was most proud of about Dave.

"Oh...oh...!" Tina moaned and gasped, "Fuck, fuck me faster. Oh...my darling, you're doing it so well, you're so good at fucking. Yes, yes, harder, oh..."

Amidst the screams, the couple was completely immersed in their passionate lovemaking. They held each other tightly, nestled close together, their two bodies becoming one. Their love was also constantly merging together. Now, they were no longer two people. In their world, the husband was the wife, and the wife was the husband. And so, they soared together, and in that soaring, they climaxed together...

Chapter 2

Dave and his wife made love passionately, without any restraint, because they knew that the children were asleep. Couples without children to disturb them are the happiest couples. However, they were too careless. They hadn't anticipated that their youngest daughter, Julie, was different from what they imagined. Although she was lying in bed, her eyes were wide open, far from sleepy.

Julie was fourteen years old. She was slender, her light black skin highlighting her mature and alluring body. Indeed, she was beautiful; from her pointed, perky breasts to her full, rounded buttocks, she possessed everything a woman could be proud of. At this moment, she was still lying in bed reading her book. Perhaps the story was too moving, as she couldn't fall asleep peacefully. So, she decided to go to the refrigerator outside to find something to eat. She

was a sensible girl; she didn't want to disturb the family's sleep. So, she tiptoed out of the house, walking quietly down the hallway.

The night was very quiet. Too quiet. In this quiet night, she suddenly heard a series of suppressed sounds. The sounds drew her attention. She listened carefully; oh, it was coming from her parents' bedside in the living room. What worried little Julie most was how painful the sound sounded.

"What's wrong with Daddy and Mommy?"

She loved her father and her mother. So she hurried towards their room.
The closer she got, the louder the sound seemed, until finally, she recognized it—it was indeed coming from her parents, a strange sound. At first glance, it sounded intermittent, like groans or gasps, but in any case, it wasn't a painful groan. It was her mother groaning.

"What are they doing?"

The girl's curiosity stirred, as if drawn by an irresistible force, pulling her closer to her parents' bedroom.

The sound started again, coming from inside through the door. Julie mischievously pressed her ear to the door, listening intently.

“Sound, so beautiful. Dave, yes, yes, oh, you… mmm…”

“Oh, Dave, you’re fucking me so good.”

“Mmm…”

Gasping…

“Oh, oh, beautiful… it’s killing me…”

The bed was shaking…

“Yes, Dave, fuck me, fuck my pussy, harder, harder! Ugh…” Yes!

It’s Mom! It’s Mom’s voice! It seems they’re doing something inside. Julie held her breath; she didn’t leave, but quietly continued eavesdropping.

Time flowed slowly. She still held her breath; she dared not breathe, she dared not disturb the people inside. She could only endure her breath and quietly eavesdrop.

She couldn’t take it anymore; she was suffocating. Just as she couldn't bear it any longer, suddenly, she heard again:
"Oh God, darling, your beautiful little hole is sucking my cock so tightly, I love it, I feel so good, I feel so good. Oh, I'm going to cum, I'm going to fill your beautiful little hole with my semen. Come on, hot and thick, I'll give you all of it... huff huff huff... I'm going to fill your beautiful little cunt to the brim..."

It was her father, it was her father's slightly hoarse baritone voice growling.

In an instant, Julie's heart started pounding!

It was her father's lewd voice. She knew what he meant, but only today had she heard such lewd sounds from his mouth for the first time. It left her somewhat bewildered, yet she didn't want to leave. Unconsciously, her lower body felt cool and slightly damp, and a strange sensation suddenly arose in her wildly pounding heart. For some reason, her vagina was writhing. Her heart beat even faster.

In the room, the bed was still shaking, and her parents' lewd voices continued to echo in Julie's ears. If it were daytime, the sounds wouldn't be clear, even inaudible, but now, in the stillness of the night, with Julie completely absorbed, those words were so lewd that for a girl like Julie, they were like thunder, constantly striking her hazy, young mind.

Eavesdropping was no longer enough to satisfy her curiosity.

What were her father and mother doing?

How were they doing it?

Julie knelt on the floor, her eyes pressed against the keyhole, intently peering inside.

Through the keyhole, she saw the room and everything on the bed. She could have resisted looking, but when it all came into view, this young, innocent girl gasped for breath, a strange excitement rising within her, making her feel like she was suffocating.

She was speechless.

Her lips were dry.

Her heart pounded.

She couldn't believe what she was seeing. She couldn't believe that her beloved parents, behind their children's backs, could be so lewd!

She couldn't believe what she was seeing. But it was all so real: her parents were lying on the bed, both completely naked. Her mother lay in the middle, her legs raised high, spread wide. Her slender hands tightly embraced her husband's waist. Dave—her father—was panting heavily, as he thrust his enormous member into her mother's body.

Julie's heart was already pounding, but it pounded even harder when she saw her father's thick, long penis.

Her mother's legs were spread wide, her usually tightly hidden—her most private parts—clearly exposed to her father. She wasn't ashamed at all; her urine and her wrinkled anus were all clearly visible!

Her father, her beloved father, was thrusting his thick member deep into her mother's urine, pumping in and out. Through the keyhole, she could clearly see the fluid seeping from her mother's urine, glistening faintly on her father's penis in the dim light. What

were they doing? It looked like piston-like movements. Why were they doing this?

Frankly, the more Julie looked, the more horrified she became.

I had seen my father's genitals before, and because I had seen them (more than once), I found it strange that what I had seen before was just a small, limp, lifeless thing, now appeared so powerful and so thick! If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it was real!

Julie watched, oblivious to everything else, her eyes glued to her mother's body. She paid little attention to her mother's body; her focus was entirely on her father's thick penis, watching that enormous thing thrust in and out of her mother's small opening.

Gradually, she became fascinated, as if hypnotized. A tingling sensation awakened her previously dormant bladder, a tingling itch spreading from there. The tingling originated in her genitals and spread throughout her body; it felt as if she had been stripped naked, and countless mice and ants were crawling and gnawing at her naked body.

Why did she feel this way? She didn't understand!

In the bedroom, her parents were completely unaware that she was peeping. They were engrossed in their piston-like movements. With each thrust of her father, Julie clearly saw him pull his penis out until it reached the smooth part, then forcefully insert it into her mother's urine.

It was strange; her mother's urine was so small, yet her father's penis was so large. How could such a small space accommodate something so big? She was genuinely worried for her mother, afraid that her mother's urine would be torn to shreds by her father's enormous penis.

However, her worries were unnecessary. Clearly unnecessary. Because she saw that under the thrusting of her father's incredibly large penis, her mother not only didn't feel any pain, but judging from her expression, she seemed to be enjoying it, as if she was blissfully experiencing that kind of pain!

While Julie was peeping, her fourteen-year-old heart was filled with excitement and confusion.

Why was her mother like that? Why didn't she feel the same way?

Didn't she feel any pain? Didn't she experience the same pain she did?
Although Julie is still young, she is no longer sexually illiterate. She has had sexual experience. Last summer, she and Russell were walking home from school, and on Park Road, Russell took her virginity.

Russell was sixteen, tall, and quite handsome. At that moment, Julie was beneath him, and when his penis entered her body, she felt as if she had been flattened, crushed, and her body torn apart.　　　...

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What will happen next? If you are interested, please wait for part 1, chapter 3.)

(Random thoughts) Family Fun 2

Family Fun 2

chapter 3

********** ...　**********　　　...　　　　　　　　　　　　Later, she slowly grew accustomed to his abuse and began to feel pleasure. However, just as she felt pleasure, Russell pulled his penis out of her body, followed by streams of white fluid spraying onto her snow-white naked body. From that moment　　　on, she developed a nameless fear of sex. Every day, she had to carefully hide it from her family, constantly on guard. At that time, she was truly afraid that her family would discover the change in her.

Back then, she had seen Russell's penis and thought it was quite large. Until today, when she secretly saw her father's genitals, she realized she was wrong, completely wrong!
Kneeling on the floor, she didn't want to leave. Her gaze was captivated by the erotic scene in the room, completely immersed in the pleasure of voyeurism.

In this voyeurism, the primal lust within her began to awaken. Her beautiful body, her beautiful vagina, was throbbing slightly again, but unlike before, this time, along with the throbbing, there was an indescribable itch, constantly disturbing her young heart.

Was sex not what she had felt before?

Inside the room, her father and mother were playing passionately, panting, moaning. Her mother seemed to enjoy the penis inside her; otherwise, she wouldn't have gotten up and straddled her father. Her brown buttocks were raised high in front of Julie, bobbing up and down, laughing incessantly.

Outside, Julie watched her mother's vagina, which was engulfing her father's penis. Her vagina was clearly loose, the muscles inside a lovely pinkish-white. Now, her mother straddled her father, her body rising and falling, her vagina greedily and insatiably swallowing his engorged, throbbing penis.
It turned out that voyeurism was so captivating. Julie's mouth was open, her eyes fixed intently on her father's gleaming penis, watching it thrust into her mother's vagina with lightning speed. Waves of passion surged and crashed within Julie's young heart, and she began to moan. Outside the door, her eyes were fixed on the keyhole, and she moaned softly.

Outside, Julie was moaning softly. Inside the room, her mother was also moaning, her moans loud, lewd, and seemingly endless.

Julie dared not listen, but her mother's excited sounds kept piercing her ears.

“Ugh…”

“Fuck me, fuck… me…”

“Oh my god, you’re fucking me so good, I’m going to die of pleasure, I… I…”

“Fuck me, fuck me hard with your little brother. Fuck my little cunt until it’s rotten!”

“God, what a good cock, what a comfortable dick! Dave, I love you, I love your dick!”

“Oh…”

Hearing her mother’s lewd moans, Julie suddenly wanted to run away. However, her legs wouldn’t obey her commands, and she remained rooted to the spot. Her eyes were still greedily peeking, and her fourteen-year-old heart was constantly being assaulted by wave after wave of madness. Her whole body was convulsing, and lust was burning inside her. She suddenly had an unbelievable feeling, and she wished that the one being fucked on the bed at this moment was not her mother, but herself.

But, it wasn’t herself, it was her mother!

She could only peek from outside the door, and could only moan softly while peeking from outside the door!

Inside the room, the fiery sex scene was still not over, and outside the door, little Julie was still peeking.
The obscene scene and lewd sounds stimulated her senses, and she could no longer resist. Her hands involuntarily began to slide over her body. She slowly moved her hands up to her breasts. Although she was fourteen, little Julie was already mature: her round breasts were full and erect, and under the influence of arousal, the small buds were swollen and pointed, hard and very comfortable to touch.

Her other hand moved down her abdomen, and she lifted her robe, reaching into her underwear to stroke the slightly raised mound of flesh below her belly.

Then, she slightly parted her legs and slowly moved her hands down between them. Gently stroking the round, raised muscles of her genitals, she savored the tenderness, smoothness, and comfort. As she touched gently, the itching intensified, and she could only moan softly. With a moan, her fingertips began to slip into the secret crevice between her breasts, gently rubbing it up and down.

It was the intimate part of a young girl, tender and juicy. She was already familiar with her own body, and masturbation wasn't a recent development.

She remembered being twelve; she had already begun to touch her own genitals, pressing her fingers against her erect vulva in the darkness of the bed, slowly rotating and rubbing. At that time, she knew her erogenous zones; she would constantly rub her clitoris beneath her vulva, pressing it firmly under her fingers, pleasing herself with the rotation. Then, she would spasm, writhe, and moan as she rubbed. Finally, she would insert her fingers into her warm vagina, carefully and repeatedly thrusting in and out, reaching her ultimate orgasm.

By then, she already knew how to achieve pleasure.

She gently caressed her sensitive area, her little finger still sliding slowly down towards her vulva. She used her fingertips to part the labia, letting the moist fluid coat her smooth, slippery fingers. She gently pressed them against the labia, slowly rubbing them. At the same time, she gently pinched her clitoris with two fingers, squeezing and releasing it repeatedly.

Kneading and pinching, waves of desire made her tremble, surging into her young vulva, which began to writhe…

Although she had only had one sexual experience with Russell, and it was a painful one! After the painful torment, just as she felt herself reaching pleasure, Russell ejaculated, abruptly ending the pleasure. But that was enough. She had learned that with time, pain would no longer be pain; pain could turn into pleasure. Through masturbation, she had learned the pleasure of intercourse. Now, how she longed for a boy before her. If that were the case, she would definitely want that boy to have sex with her, just like her father had sex with her mother, to satisfy her, to excite her.

Really, she wanted to be fucked by a man.

She wanted a big, hard cock thrusting in and out of her thirsty little hole right now.

"Mmm...oh..." Her index finger slid straight into her young, tight, narrow hole, constantly dripping with lustful fluid, moving in and out repeatedly.

"Oh...Russell, is that you? Is it you fucking me with your hot cock?"

While thrusting, she thought about everything with Russell that day, the more she thought, the faster her finger went in. Who knew that the satisfaction of the past had now become a new craving.

Her fingers could no longer satisfy her needs.

"Oh, Russell! Daddy! Who...who will come and fuck me with your hard cock, fuck me hard?" She moaned softly in her heart, breathing carefully.

While masturbating, her eyes remained fixed on everything in the room. She stared at her mother's wet, pink vulva, and inside, she watched her father's enormous penis thrusting in and out of her mother's wetness. It was

so beautiful. Her young buttocks writhed and swayed, her fingers moving in and out in rhythm with her parents' thrusts…

Yes, Russell, fuck me like that.

"I want you to fuck me, to thrust your big cock deep inside me, to tear me apart again, to ravage my pussy again. Even if it hurts, I'm willing to endure it.

Come on, Russell..."

With each thrust, Julie felt her climax approaching. She closed her eyes, savoring the exquisite sensation. She imagined—she imagined—that inside her pussy wasn't her own fingers, but her handsome father's large cock, and she was enjoying the sensation of that cock penetrating her small, still tight pussy.

She wished she were lying on the bed, her body pressed against her father's, beneath his strong body. She wished she were sobbing, whimpering, moaning as he thrust wildly...

Incestuous fantasies suddenly flooded the little girl's mind; the illusion was so stimulating, so exhilarating.

“Oh…fuck me!”

“Daddy, my good daddy, fuck me…”

“Put your big cock into my pussy, thrust hard, fuck me hard…fuck…fuck…”
Her juices dripped down her fingers. Her heart was groaning…

The orgasm came so suddenly that she suddenly convulsed, her body arching backward, her hands tightly gripping her soft, smooth, round buttocks, her whole body motionless…

Finally, the orgasm ended. But the burning sensation still lingered in her pussy. She tightly squeezed her legs together, holding her soft mound between them, letting her excitement slowly fade…

She was satisfied! She never thought she would see her parents' sex act tonight; she never thought she would reach orgasm while peeping…

Chapter 4

After the orgasm, she still didn't want to leave. She opened her eyes and pressed them back against the keyhole. She wanted to watch some more.

In the room, her father's penis, dripping with her mother's vaginal fluids, continued to thrust endlessly into her wet vagina, seemingly tireless, as if it would thrust forever. The penis, illuminated by the dim light, emitted a mysterious, alluring sheen.

With each ceaseless thrust, Julie's hand once again slipped between her legs, pressing firmly on her still-throbbing clitoris, slowly circling and rubbing it…

Stimulated by the clitoris, she naturally allowed her father's image to flood her mind again. She softly called out to him, and as she did so, she continuously rubbed her clitoris…

She inserted two fingers into her vagina, deeply penetrating it, imagining her father fucking her with his thick, hard penis.

In the midst of the thrusting, her back stiffened again…

the orgasm vanished once more. Julie's heart suddenly sank, a wave of shame and guilt washing over her. She dared not stay any longer. Hastily, she tiptoed back to her room…

Once inside, the little girl crawled into bed, her eyes tightly shut, hoping to fall asleep quickly.

But could she sleep peacefully?

No. Before her eyes, her father's smile was vivid. She could almost see him standing before her, his thick, hard penis erect…

Why was this happening?

Why did I even think of letting my father have sex with me?

Julie couldn't understand. Julie was also terrified.

Was she really so lewd, so depraved?

Why was this happening?

She didn't know!

She only knew that she desperately wanted to wake up to find a large penis inside her.

She made a silent vow: she would try again.

Try? How?

Masturbation?

Undoubtedly, masturbation could bring her immense pleasure. That was only possible because she could see her father's large penis. She could only achieve satisfaction by imagining Russell's penis entering and exiting her vagina during masturbation.

Julie was already satisfied, because tonight she had experienced two orgasms. She knew she truly loved the feeling of orgasm!

How wonderful it would be if a real, big, hard penis were inserted into her small, tight vagina! She would feel ecstatic from its constant thrusting, she wanted to experience the true pleasure of intercourse.

She knew that intercourse could lead to pregnancy, but she wasn't afraid, because when she first started high school, her mother had told her that no matter when, where, or with whom, she had to use a condom during intercourse. With a condom, why would she be afraid of pregnancy!

Now, what she lacked wasn't anything else, but a man! What she desperately needed was a man! But who should she look for?

Actually, finding a boy was easy; weren't there plenty of boys in school? But she didn't dare go to them. Those people were all damned! Once, they had sex with a female classmate at school, and the news spread throughout the entire school in the blink of an eye. The next day, even their neighbors knew! It was best to avoid those kinds of people; otherwise, she　 'd be the one who suffered.

Russell could keep it a secret, but she didn't want to go to him. Ever since she'd seen her parents make love, she felt that anyone who finished in two seconds wasn't a real man!

Lying in bed with her eyes closed, her thoughts raced. Countless boys floated before her eyes, one after another, and then she eliminated them all. Finally, she thought of her father!
Father? Yes, find her father. She wanted to try his huge, thick penis, she wanted to make love with him!

But, God! She knew she was dreaming. She knew that a father wouldn't sleep with his own daughter!

Besides her father, who else could she trust?

Before her, there was another figure, but it was blurry; for a moment, she couldn't make out who he was.

John? Yes, she remembered—it was John, her brother who was a year older than her!

Thinking of John brought to mind his eyes. Every time she lay on the sofa in the living room watching TV, John's eyes were always so strange, always habitually staring at her legs, secretly glancing at her underwear between them. She knew he was spying on her; she knew he wanted to see her genitals.

Sometimes, he would, intentionally or unintentionally, find an excuse, like a loving older brother, repeatedly patting her round buttocks; she remembered the time when she put on her black bikini, his eyes immediately lit up with a bluish light—thankfully, that time, his eyes didn't pop out!

Had he slept with other girls? He was always surrounded by a bunch of silly girls; had his penis ever penetrated them?

She really suspected!

John's image was now clear in Julie's mind, almost completely taking over. She pondered and thought, and the more she thought, the more adorable he seemed: undeniably, his physique was superb! He loved playing soccer and other sports Julie enjoyed, which had honed his strong body. She envied his firm, powerful back muscles. Perhaps he knew this himself, which was why he always liked to wear his tight shorts and strut around the house. Thinking of his shorts, Julie immediately pictured the part that bulged out of his pants—she knew it was his penis, like her father's.

"I wonder if his penis is as big as Dad's?"

she wondered to herself, lying in bed. Even she felt a little ashamed of her thoughts!

However, although her face was burning, she wasn't ashamed at all. In this night, in this bed, what was there for her to be ashamed of? Far from feeling ashamed, her hand was constantly stroking the slightly raised mound of flesh beneath her belly while imagining the shape of John's penis...

It was strange, so hard to control!

She remembered one time when she rushed to the bathroom, she saw John standing there naked, constantly wiping the water droplets off his body with a large towel. At that time, he hadn't closed the door. Now Julie suspected that he hadn't closed the door on purpose; he had simply wanted, or even hoped, for her mother to accidentally walk in and see his naked body!

At that time, although it was just a fleeting glimpse, it was enough for Julie, because she saw his limp penis hanging between his legs! At that time, his penis was probably not engorged with blood; it was very soft. Julie remembered that in that instant, it seemed to feel something; it seemed to suddenly swell. Yes, it swelled, hehe, quite quickly!

At that moment, she apologized shyly and quickly left the bathroom. But from then on, John always wore that crooked smile whenever he looked at her. That smile was truly chilling!

Another strong tremor rippled through her, striking her heart deeply!

Right, wasn't there him? How could she have forgotten him?

His name was Toby, her best friend Therese's new boyfriend. Therese and Toby were both sixteen, and their relationship had lasted six months. Therese had mentioned that they had sex that night, something Therese was most proud of.

Toby was handsome, tall, and somewhat thin—a young man worth loving! But he was her best friend's stud; should she really get involved?

(So, who did Julie end up with? If you　're　　　interested　,　stay　　　tuned　　　! )
**********　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　...　John was the older brother, and Toby was too embarrassed to get involved. Was she really going to be unable to find anyone? Suddenly, an idea flashed into her mind, and the answer came immediately: Bobby!　　　Bobby lived not far from them. He was nineteen years old, five feet eight inches tall, with a very muscular physique. He had big, dark eyes and a full head of jet-black hair. In short, everything about him in Julie's mind could be summed up in one word: captivating!　　　Bobby wasn't from around here. Two years ago, his whole family had moved here to live with his mother and twin sisters, Derby and Carrie. When their parents weren't home, Carrie often came over to play with her and John.　　　"Find him, yes, find him! He's perfect!"　　　"But how can I get his attention?" Julie thought silently.　　　“Do I have a way? I should! Sometimes, doesn’t he come over to help Dad clean our pool? If I could spend a few hours alone with him, then…” The thought immediately excited Julie, banishing her sleepiness. She carefully considered and devised a plan, a way to seduce Bobby, an effective seduction plan.　　　Finally, she smiled, a faint smile spreading across her youthful and beautiful face. In that smile, a slight itch slowly began to move through her body again.　　　However, she was too tired. Although desire had risen again, she couldn't play anymore. With intense longing, she gradually drifted off to sleep. In her dream, everything disappeared again, except for her father slowly walking towards her. Her father's image was so clear in Julie's dream, completely dominating her dream.　　　The soft light illuminated the sweet smile on her face, as if she were dreaming of something very happy.　　　Yes, she was dreaming, having a vivid dream of incest…　　　In her sweet dream, her father walked towards her, she spread her legs wide, and her father, holding his enormous penis in both hands, slowly knelt down before her…　　　In her sweet dream, she also dreamed of her mother and brother. Just as her father, completely naked, thrust his large penis into her vagina, her mother watched beside them, and her brother watched beside them too. They, too, were completely naked, their bodies utterly bare. Her brother's penis was practically a carbon copy of her father's—thick, long, and truly enormous!　　　She moaned, her legs spread wide, facing her father's penis. Looking at her mother, she groaned an apology: "I'm sorry, Mom, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have let Dad do this to me, but I couldn't control myself. I need Dad's love so much, I need Dad's penis so much."　　　It sounded like a gasp, a moan. Julie couldn't believe how strange her apology sounded; even she herself found it inexplicably odd.　　　Her mother looked down at her, an unnatural smile on her face. From that smile, from that face, Julie knew her mother wanted it too; she was burning with desire.　　　"Don't worry, my darling. I won't mind. Don't worry, we'll handle this perfectly here."　　　As her mother spoke, her hand reached for John's penis, her soft fingers gripping her son's large penis, just like his father's, and moving it up and down.

John's penis made his mother throb, and his hand pressed against her breast, two fingers pinching and pulling her beautiful little cherry. His other hand moved down her abdomen, gradually sliding to her legs, and then touching the part that was usually hidden between her legs, slowly inserting into her wet, hairy little hole...

"Mom, why are you touching my penis? Oh God, look, my hand is touching your breasts!" Julie cried out. "Oh, he... he wants to touch you down there, oh... do you know? His fingers are going into Mom's pee..."

Her mother didn't answer her, but just smiled and looked at her, her hand still throbbing John's penis. She seemed to be exhausted, and slumped onto the bed, lying there, her legs slowly opening towards her son, wider and wider.

John swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on the area between his mother's legs. He gripped his penis, knelt between her legs, pressed himself against her, and, holding his penis in his hand, thrust it forcefully into her vagina.

“Oh, Mom, John is fucking you. Why do you let John fuck you?” Julie moaned. “Have you forgotten that John is your son?”

“I know, child. Don’t you know that Dave is your biological father?” Mom blinked her eyes teasingly. “Look, he’s grown up and can fuck. I suggest you find some time to play with him and experience how powerful his penis is.”

As she answered her daughter, she lifted her lower body and slid down forcefully. Instantly, her son’s penis was completely swallowed by her wet vagina…

Little Julie stared wide-eyed at everything before her. She watched her brother fucking her mother, and she watched her mother proudly thrusting her lower body, letting her brother penetrate her deeply!
“Ugh…” Suddenly, a pain struck her, and she remembered herself. She remembered that her father was also inserting his large penis into her body. At this moment, her father's penis was incredibly large, powerfully breaking through the defenses of her vagina and invading her narrow, tight opening…

“Ah…” With her father's penetration, Julie screamed loudly, but the scream only emitted a sense of pleasure, without any feeling of pain…

Why didn't she feel pain?

Was she dreaming? Was

it her hallucination?

Or was it because of incest?

She didn't know. Anyway, she was now only in a blissful dream, in which she was very happy enjoying the pleasure of her father penetrating her vagina…

In fact, she wasn't the only one who was happy! Beside her, her mother was also screaming, her throat constantly screaming because of the pleasure of incest…

…

Chapter 6

The night passed.

The sun came out.

When the sunlight shone into the bedroom through the window, illuminating the snow-white walls and Julie's face, Julie was still having her incestuous dream.

In her dream, her vagina was still being penetrated by her father, she was panting, moaning, and her body was constantly twisting. Fire spread throughout her body, burning her face until she felt a searing sensation...

She slowly awoke. When she opened her eyes, she realized: the fire burning her face was the sun in the sky!

She yawned and stretched, awake but still somewhat disoriented. In her hazy state, she remembered what she had witnessed the previous night, and the unbelievable dream she had. She knew it was just a hallucination, yet even so, she felt an intense excitement; the spot where her underwear touched her private parts was still damp, proof of that! As

her mind cleared, she remembered more.

She remembered her plan. Yes, she had a plan last night; she had to carry it out. So, she jumped out of bed, hurriedly threw on her pajamas, rushed across the hall, and headed straight for the bathroom.
The bathroom door was open; no one was inside! She walked in confidently and without hesitation. As soon as she entered the bathroom, she quickly locked the door.

Just as she locked it, a man's voice suddenly came from behind her.

She froze!

"Hi, sister!"

Oh God, it was John—her brother. How annoying! Just like before: as soon as he heard her footsteps, he would quietly hide in the bathroom, then emerge naked, standing there drying himself with a towel!

This time, Julie had a plan. She wouldn't let herself be so afraid again, at least not like the last time she saw him. She turned around, smiling faintly, her eyes fixed on him.

"Is your performance over?" she asked solemnly.

She should have asked if he was finished showering, but the word "shower" had become "performance" in her mouth. She was secretly mocking herself; she only wanted to ridicule her brother.

“Oh, yes, almost done. You go ahead with your work.” He replied, still drying his wet hair with a towel. He was naked, just like last time, finding pleasure in exposing his body to his sister.
Seeing that Julie wasn't as frightened as before, he wasn't particularly surprised. A smile (still that crooked smile) lingered on his face, like a rogue, he used his presence to pressure his little sister, wanting her to scream in embarrassment and run away in her screams.

However, his plan backfired. Julie didn't scream, nor did she try to leave. Instead, her eyes were wide open, staring at his naked body with considerable interest. From her gaze, he could tell that his little sister was taking an interest in his body. It seemed his goal was almost achieved!

“Haha, I know what it is!” she exclaimed, pointing to his limp penis.

“Oh, you know? Then tell me, what's it called?” John asked expectantly, his heart brimming with indescribable excitement.

"Heh, it looks like a stick, but it's pitifully small, a pitiful little stick!"
She shifted her gaze from his penis to his face, a mocking smile on her lips as she replied.

Hearing his sister's words, disappointment flashed across his handsome face. He had hoped that his sister would be frightened, curious, and ask him questions upon seeing his penis, so he could tease her with more jokes. But he was disappointed, truly disappointed. He never imagined that all he would receive in return was his little sister's ridicule!

The disappointment was fleeting; his eyes darted around, and a new idea came to him.

“Then you can take a bath, little sister.” He chuckled, his eyes blinking as he looked at Julie and asked, “Should I stay out of the way while you’re taking a bath?”

“Whether you stay out or not is up to you, brother,” Julie replied unexpectedly.

He was stunned! However, what surprised him even more was that his sister’s actions were even bolder than her words. Not only did she say it, she actually did it! She started taking off her clothes as she spoke.

Now, it was John’s turn to stare in disbelief!

Good heavens, Julie was so bold! She actually undressed in front of her brother!

John’s body was frozen, his gaze fixed!

He couldn’t move, just staring blankly as his sister undressed, staring blankly as his sister’s body was gradually exposed before his eyes!

It was revealed! Her breasts were revealed!

Before John's eyes, a pair of full, firm, and perky breasts stood high on her snow-white chest. Although, judging by their size alone, they weren't yet large, they were already mature!

"My God!" John stammered, groaning in admiration.

"What? Brother, what are you saying?" Julie looked at him, a smile playing on her lips.

"Oh, nothing...nothing..." John stared blankly at her, unsure how to answer: "I didn't say anything."

Yes, what could he say now except stare at her naked body?

Heh, now it's your turn to be stunned, isn't it? Julie ignored him, no longer afraid of him. She watched his tongue lick her dry lips, watched his gaze follow her as she touched the ties of her clothes, and she began to feel: so this is what exhilarating it is to expose one's body to one's brother!

Hmph, so this is how easy it is to seduce one's brother, much easier than she imagined. Julie thought to herself. It seems I've already captivated my brother, mesmerized him. Looking at him, if I asked him to kiss my butt now, I don't think he'd refuse.

He definitely wouldn't refuse; he'd be more than happy to do it!

As she thought this, her eyes didn't look away, burning as she stared at John. Her delicate little hands gently and slowly pushed her narrow, transparent panties down her slightly dark brown, slender legs…

Finally, Julie's panties fluttered to the ground, her naked body completely exposed before him. John stared, dumbfounded; his eyes almost popped out of his head!

John's mouth was agape, his eyes glued to the naked body standing before him, his naked gaze fixed on his sister, utterly unable to move!

Julie's legs were slightly parted, and from that opening, John had a complete view of her inner beauty: her secret slit, her large labia, and the small clam-like flesh erect like a lone boat within her vulva! Everything, everything, he could see it all clearly.

The light was dim, and in that dim light, her secret crevice glistened, clearly wet. John was absolutely certain that what had made her little secret crevice so wet was his sister's vaginal fluid! The fluid had soaked her rosy secret crevice and her slightly brownish labia, and beneath the cover of those labia, he could clearly see his sister's young, secret place!

His heart pounded!

His blood rushed!

Unconsciously, he kept sticking out his tongue, repeatedly licking his dry lips…

“Brother, what are you looking at?”

“I…”

“Yes, it’s you. I’m asking you, what are you looking at?”

“I…”

“Hahaha…”

Julie laughed loudly, and amidst her laughter, she no longer cared about her brother, turning around to expose her naked, round buttocks to his eyes, and walked step by step into the small bathroom…

His sister went inside.

The door closed.

Her sister's snow-white, alluring body vanished.

John was still in a daze, staring at the long-closed bathroom, panting, his eyes wide open…

Although Julie had closed the door, she hadn't completely shut it; she left a few inches ajar.

She wanted the door slightly ajar, knowing her brother would peek, and she wanted him to peek at her.

He was still outside, his eyes still fixed on her; he was definitely going to peek!

Look all you want, I don't care! She turned on the tap, adjusted the water temperature, and then happily sprayed the warm water onto her smooth, delicate body.

The warm water, like her father's hands, gently caressed her body—how comfortable! Waves of heat rose from her heart, and she began to feel excited. Now, she had a deeper understanding of herself; she not only enjoyed being with men, but also enjoyed men admiring her body!

The warm water sprayed intensely onto her body, and she was satisfied. She slowly lathered herself with soap, especially on her sensitive, mature breasts, applying it even more slowly, her hands gently rubbing and rubbing…　　　… (End of Part Two, Section Six. Section Seven? To be continued if you're　　　interested

!　　　)　　　**************** ...　No rush, take your time. This story is quite long, and the author focuses more on psychological descriptions. The sex scenes will naturally unfold as the story progresses.　 Also, I have a strange　　　habit: I only write erotic stories, but I rarely read them. Although I know you all work hard at writing, it feels fake to reply without reading the story. So, friends who have supported me, please forgive me if you don't receive my support　　　in return　 ! Family Fun 4　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　**********　...

Quietly and obliviously lathering herself with soap, Julie glanced out the corner of her eye and saw John. He stood outside the door, his eyes fixed on her through the crack, constantly adjusting his gaze as he turned to get a better view of his sister's naked body and her bathing. "

You've finally taken the bait!" she thought to herself with a smug smile. Her goal had finally been achieved!
Pretending not to know the pair of eagle eyes outside, pretending not to know her brother was nervously peeking, she calmly lathered herself, her small hands, lathered with white soap bubbles, gently rubbing her flat stomach, slowly moving downwards, until she reached between her legs.

The sensation was so intense when her hands lightly touched her youthful thighs and caressed her vulva. She was almost certain she had let out a moan.

John, watching his sister's actions, was stunned into silence. Countless times before, he had imagined and envisioned the appearance of his sister's small, youthful breasts, and he had plotted countless times to peek at them.

But he never imagined that today he could see them so easily. He could never have imagined that he could so easily watch his sister's hands lathering them with soap.

Not only that, he even had the chance to admire the movements of her hands as she applied the soap. Watching her hands move lower and lower, finally slowly sliding down to his crotch, watching her hands rub in and out between his legs—the feeling was indescribable. He let out a soft moan.

"God… if only my hand were between my sister's legs right now, how wonderful that would be!"

he thought, his feet involuntarily moving a little closer to the door.

Faced with his sister's lovely body, John's penis could no longer resist; it gradually hardened in his hand. Unconsciously, John held it, secretly watching and masturbating outside.

Julie could see John masturbating outside perfectly well from the bathroom. She watched, mesmerized, as her brother's hand gripped her hard, erect penis, thrusting it back and forth.

"God, his penis is hard! Oh, so this is how big my brother's penis is when it's swollen! I can't imagine how amazing it would feel to have that big penis inside me!"

Without realizing it, her soap-covered fingers began to reach towards her genitals.

"So, my naked body is this attractive to my brother!" Seeing her brother's excited and uncontrollable state, a powerful feeling surged through her soul, and she made a new decision: "Since my brother is masturbating in front of me, I'll masturbate in front of him too! I'll masturbate for him to see!"
When Julie's soap-covered hands touched her private parts, she felt a burning heat within. The area that was usually tightly closed had become full, and without any effort, she could already play with everything inside. Even her small labia had parted in her excitement. Her fingers pressed between her labia, then slowly inserted themselves into her body, soapy and filled with immense satisfaction, slowly pushing deeper into her.

Julie was playing with herself, but her eyes never left her brother's hand, nor the penis he held in his hand. She was masturbating, and she was also watching her brother's hand moving his penis back and forth.

To better expose her naked body through the crack in the door, and to see everything outside more clearly, she moved casually. She held the showerhead behind her back, pointing it at her ample buttocks, leaned against the wall, one hand supporting herself on the tiled wall, her legs apart, and her lower body slightly protruding outwards.

She knew that her secret place, her labia, was now exposed. So, she turned on the showerhead, pointing it between her legs towards the exposed area, and a strong jet of water sprayed onto her already warm and moist vulva.

The water intensely impacted her sensitive spot, and the need aroused by the insertion of her fingers was satisfied by the friction of the strong water.

"Mmm..." she couldn't help but let out a series of very low moans from deep in her throat.
John heard his sister's moans, intensifying the pleasure he was already enjoying masturbating to his sister's body. From the sound, he could tell that his sister's moans were happy and satisfied. Because of his sister's movement, he could now see not only her naked body but also her secret place between her legs completely.

Hearing his sister's moans of pleasure, and seeing the dark labia between her legs and her small, barely visible opening, John knew from the way it opened and closed that it was wet and hot.

His feelings at that moment were indescribable; a surge of heat coursed through his youthful heart, and he could only release it through the thrusting of his penis. The more he thought about it, the clearer it became, the more excited he became, and the faster he thrust his penis, the faster he increased the pace.

John was unaware that in the bathroom, Julie, watching her brother's hard, large penis, was...

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