I came up for air after installing a new fuel pump on Larry Barker’s old Chrysler Air Flow, and wiped the sweat off my face with a bandanna, I said “Jesus, Larry, why don’t you junk this piece of shit and buy a car, you can afford it now, with the bucks they pay you at the shipyard.” He said, “I hate to get rid of the old girl, not many cars have that huge back seat, and you know how Patty loves to move around when she’s having fun.” I said, “Get one of those vans I see everywhere, they put a bed in the back of a lot of them, I saw one the other day with a sign that said if this van’s rockin, don’t bother knockin, and besides, the way that old shitcan uses oil, you should get an ownership in Standard Oil Co. Not to mention I’m getting tired of fixing this one for you. Loosen up your purse strings, Scrooge, we are going car shopping.”
Mom and I had come up to Woolwich from Portland again after a call from Larry about his broken down car, partly because I’m a mechanic and can fix it, partly because he lives with his daughter Patty, and fucks her, and Mom and I like a bit of variety, so Mom can screw Larry, and I can get some lovin and fucking from Patty. Patty is taking pointers from Mom in the fine points of fucking, she showed her how to use her Kegel muscles and exercise them so she can grip a cock almost as hard as a fist, like Mom can. Larry and I went in the house to get a drink, and there were Mom and Patty, with their fingers in each others cunts, and Mom said “Boys, see what I have taught Patty to do!” Patty took an empty long-necked beer bottle off the table, set it on the floor, squatted over it, lowered herself until only about 2 inches of the bottle showed, then slowly stood up, and the bottle came up with her. She bent over, so we could see the bottle, and the bottle disappeared, then came back out, disappeared again, then dropped into her hand. I had my cock out, and stepped up, and put the tip of it in, and she sucked it right in, just like Mom did. Larry’s boner was in his hand, and Mom accomodated him by quickly bending over herself. For a few minutes, all there was was puffing, and the odd MMMMM, or YESS! I started to come, and with the first spurt, Patty’s cunt clamped down, and milked me of every drop. As I finished, there was a gush of her juice right behind mine.
After we all cleaned up, and were drinking coffee and Coke, I said to the girls, “I’m taking Scrooge, here, to Portland tomorrow, car shopping, and get rid of that piece of crap that’s always breaking down. I told him I’m all done fixing it, and he can afford it anyway. Larry, you make more than Mom and I both do, so what do you say?” Larry said, “Well, I just hate to get rid of that car, don’t you, Patty?” She said “Now that you ask, I hate that old thing, the springs in the back seat stick right in my ass!” Despite Larry’s hurt expression, that was settled, so the next day, we wound up at a big used car lot in South Portland near the rail yards, and there sat a Ford van, deep maroon, with gold trim and red pinstriping, the interior had a full bed in the back, and a full couch ahead of it, that made into another bed, the whole interior done in dark blue velvet, with 2 captain’s chairs up front. The lot owner owed me a favor, so he knocked 20% off the price, and allowed Larry $100 for the Chrysler. Larry said, “You’ll get a good price for the Chrysler, I bet.” The dealer laughed, and said, “That car will be a cube before dark!”
When Larry and I drove in the yard with the “new” Ford van, Mom and Patty ran out Squealing and Aaah-ing over it, and of course, we all had to try it out. Patty jumped in the back bed, whipped off her shorts and halter, and yelled, “Come on, Dad, I got your supper right here!” He climbed in, and she wrapped her legs around his head, and started fucking his face. I pulled the bottom of the couch out and said to Mom, “Looky here, my favorite face-fucker, another bed!” Mom grabbed my pants and gave a yank, and my cock hung out, soft as macaroni, Mom said, “This bad boy needs some special attention!” And started stroking it with her fist, digging her thumb into the groove on the bottom. She stretched out on the bed, and reached her bare foot over to the other bed, which was only a few inches away, and started stroking Larry’s cock with her toes. She said, “now reach your right foot between my legs and see if you can get your big toe in my cunt.” I did, and My toe went in her hot, slippery cunt, and she started fucking my toe. Patty was watching us, and looking at me, stuck out her tongue as far as it would go, wiggled it at me. That got my cock hard again, and after about 15 minutes we all started coming again. Mom popped my cock in her mouth and swallowed my juice, but Larry was starting to tense up for his big moment, when Patty hollered, Daddy! Don’t you dare shoot all over my new van! She grabbed her shorts and shoved them down to him just in time to catch a big load that would have soaked right in. Patty said, “I guess we need to stock this van with a bunch of towels or it will be covered with love-juice in a week!” And giggled.
About an hour later, we were sitting around the table, eating a supper of veal rigatoni, which Mom had whipped up because she loved to show off her other major talent, cooking. A knock came on the door, and Larry went to answer it. His landlord stood there, and he said apologetically, “Look, Larry, I hate to do this, but my wife, and my church pastor are having a problem with a man living alone with his daughter, and her being so— affectionate, and— ahhh– ahh—– attractive— they are thinking the worst of you, so I have to inform you that when the month is up, you will have to leave. I’m sorry.” And turned to leave. Mom quickly went to the door, and called “Sir! Would you come back for a second? I have something to tell you!” The man came back, and looked at her. She put on her big Mom grin, and said, I’m Ramona, Larry’s ex-wife, and we have decided that we made a mistake by getting a divorce. You can be the first to know that Larry and I are getting married again, we really love each other, and it’s for the kids, too! The man looked relieved. “Oh, I guess it’s OK, then, I’ll tell my wife. Have you set a date yet?” Mom said, “Not yet, but it will be soon, maybe we can be married in your church?” “Oh, yes! We have a lovely little church! My pastor will be very happy to hear this, and welcome a new family to our community!”
Larry closed the door with a dazed look on his face. He said, “What the hell just happened?” Patty said, “Ramona just saved us from getting kicked out again, Daddy, and she is all you talk about anyway, when they are not here, how smart she is, how pretty she is and how good she fucks. So pop the big question, and make it official! If you guys get married, then I can fuck my father and my brother! I guess I can start calling you Mom, Ramona!” Larry, still a bit off balance, looked at Mom, and said, “Do you really want to go through with this?” Mom said, “Sure, I been thinking about you a lot myself, and I know George has been daydreaming about Patty’s tits and that sweet look she has. This way, if we all move in together, we can be one big happy family, and no one outside needs to know what we all do in private.” Patty said, “She’s right, and we should make it a double wedding, since George and me are obviously not related, he could be your step-son, that way, we only need the two bedrooms that are here. Besides, I think I’m in love with that fat cock of his.” I looked at her. “Just my cock?” She gave that sweet smile, “Maybe your long tongue too.”
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A month later, we arrive at the house in Woolwich, Mom driving her little red Volkswagen with half of our household stuff crammed into it, Me driving my International Pickup truck, with my big Indian and my big tool chest in the back, and more household stuff inside. In fact, there was barely enough room for either of us to drive, which is why Larry and Patty didn’t come along. As we drove up the drive, They came out to meet us. Patty had made a big pot of spaghetti and meat balls the way Mom had taught her, and after we all finished, and Larry and I opened a couple bottles of Pickwick Ale, the women with some Mogan David wine, Larry said “I have an announcement to make.” He then went down on one knee, opened a box with a huge diamond ring. He said, “Just to make this clear, Ramona, I’m asking you to marry me, and fuck no one else but me and George, except with my permission. And I will fuck no one else but you and Patty, except with your permission. Does that sound right??” Mom laughed and said “Lets seal the deal out in your van! Put that ring on my finger, mister!” She looked at me, “You’re all right with this, Georgie?” I tore my eyes off Patty’s ass, wiggling around the kitchen, putting stuff away. I said, “I think I can handle it, Mom.” Mom looked at Patty, and said, “I think I can handle some of that myself, later.” She preceeded Larry out the door, and headed for the van, wiggling her ass, and flipping her skirt up so Larry could see her ass. I was still sitting in a kitchen chair, and suddenly, I felt something soft and warm on each side of my neck, and I turned my head and here was a nipple. I looked the other way, and here was the other one. Patty had her hands on each side of those DD tits, and they almost wrapped around my neck. I turned and kissed and nibbled the right nipple, then turned and did the other one. I turned around, and Patty was totally naked. I looked at her voluptious body and that angelic face, and realized that I was a happy man. I grabbed her by the waist, lifted her up on the table, and spread her legs and parted the auburn hair on her cunt with my tongue. She gave a shiver, and said “I love you, George.” I lifted my head, and said, “What about Larry?” She said, “Well, he’s my Daddy, and I have to love him, but you know I like to fuck him too, but if you don’t like it, I’ll stop.” I said, “I know that’s a promise you could never keep, any more than I’m going to give up fucking Mom. There is a special zing to fucking a family member, right?” She said “That’s right, he doesn’t have your smooth technique, and he doesn’t take showers as often as you, but there is still something addictive about him.” While she was saying that, her feet were busy, one on each side of my cock, stroking the foreskin up and down. I drove my tongue back into her cunt for a while, then raised back up and said, “I love you, too, Patty Barker, will you be my Patty Rancourt?” “Of course, silly, I been waiting for you to say that ever since you snuck me away on your motorcycle.”
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I whispered, “Oh, Mom, that feels so good!” Patty said, “Goddammit, George, I’m not your mother!” I said “That’s OK, you were saying, ‘Oh yes, Daddy, deeper, deeper!’ I didn’t!” “Yes, you did.” “Oh, well, yours feels good, too.” And she ground that fabulous ass into me, so I slid my hands all over the roundness of it, and then reached my left hand over, got hold of one of those DD’s, and started rolling the nipple between my fingers. Her cunt grabbed my cock like a fist, and the muscles rippled back and forth, just like a throat swallowing. Which it was, she was literally swallowing my cock with that sucking cunt. I felt myself beginning to tense up, and she released the pressure. “Wait for me, OK?” I squeezed her tit and kissed the back of her neck. Then she pulled away, rolled me on my back, and mounted me with her cunt in my face and my cock in her mouth. She said, “I love it when I swallow you and you swallow me, It’s really cool to be part of each other, and you really know how to use that long tongue.” 5 Minutes later, we were both swallowing like mad. Patty’s plump legs were tightened around my head, and I loved it. She got up off the bed, said “Stay right there!” And went out to the kitchen. When she came back, she had a couple of small dishes in her hand. She took a spoon, and started drizzling chocolate sauce on my cock, and when she finished, she mounted me again, and started sucking my chocolate cock, I stuck my tongue in her cunt, and found it packed full of cocktail cherries! I started snickering. She said “Now you can say you got my cherry, George, not just one either!” I said “Just call me peckerhead, I’m going to stick my head up your cunt, wiggle my ears, and puke!” She said “You wish.”
We were just finished showering together when the phone rang. I walked over to the wall and said “Hello?” A voice I didn’t recognize at first said “Is this George Rancourt?” I said “Yes, who is this?” The voice said “You remember me, I’m Heidi Perez, and you visited Mom and me a couple of months ago?” “Oh, yes, how are you doing?” “Not so good, They raised our rent, and Mom can’t come up with the money, because where she works has cut her hours back. She didn’t want me to call you but we are being kicked out next Monday, so can you help us?” I said “I’ll see what Mom and the others say, and I’ll call you back in an hour or so, what’s your number?” She told me, and I hung up and started pulling my pants on. “Who was that?” Patty asked. I said “Some friends, I’ll tell you all about them in a few minutes, I need to get Mom and Larry in on this.” I slid on a pair of sneakers and went out to the van, and sure enough, it was rocking. I slid open the side door, and Mom was cowgirl riding Larry for all she was worth, with her knees up under her chin and a tit in Larry’s mouth. She said, “We will be finished in a few minutes, Son, unless you need your cock sucked right now.” I said “No, I’m good, Patty emptied the tank, and I owe her a couple more squirts from this morning, but I need to tell you guys something, so come in the house when you’re done, Patty has breakfast going.”
When they came in, we all sat down to pancakes and bananas with syrup, and when we were done, I told them about the call from Heidi. Mom told them about our meeting them and all the details, then described them. She said, Hilda Gerhard is from South Africa, with a German father, and a black mother. She is totally beautiful, she is the color of a Hershey bar, with a tight cap of curly black hair, about 5ft 4, D cup tits, and as good an ass as mine. She likes both women and men, and she fucks her daughter like we do. Heidi is 16, cute as a button, has straight black hair to her shoulders, and her skin is the color of dark honey. We need to help them any way we can and maybe bring them into the fold. We will discuss this and vote on it, because everyone here has a voice in this. Larry spoke up, “I can help some, but I’m pretty well tapped out from buying the van, but I’m willing to give a few bucks, and we can use the van to move them to wherever they move to.” I had an idea. I said “I wonder if Nora has rented out our old apartment yet, if she hasn’t, I bet I can talk her into letting Hilda and Heidi have it!” Mom said “You mean fuck her into it, that woman wants to fuck you so bad she would give you the whole building, I bet. That old gal ain’t had any cock since Columbus discovered America!” I looked at Patty, and she said, “Go ahead, as long as you let us watch!” I called Nora Palisik and asked her about the apartment and explained about Heidi and Hilda, and she said “Getting a little screwing on the side, huh?” I said, “Well, uh–maybe.” She said, “If you’re spreading it around, how about helping out a poor old lady?” I said, “If you’re willing to let some people watch, I’ll be down in a couple of hours, so start warming it up.” She said “I’ll do it in front of Madison Square Garden if you will, I’m warming it up right now, stud!”
Patty and I climbed on the big Indian, and Mom and Larry got in the van, and we headed out for Portland. We stopped in Brunswick for lunch at a restaurant we had eaten at before, and lined up at the counter. There was one guy trying to wait on everyone, and there seemed to be no one else on duty. I said, “Hey, Brian, where’s all your help?” He said, “Both Sophie and Barbara’s husbands got transferred out to another navy base, and I haven’t had time to train anyone else.” Mom said “I’ll give you a hand, I pretty much know where everything is, and I’ll ask when I don’t know.” Then she went behind the counter and poured drinks for us all. Brian said “Boy, you’re a lifesaver, I thought I was going to lose a lot of trade from this screwup!” An hour later, after I had called Nora to say we would be late, we left, the lunch was on the house, and Mom had agreed to come back and talk about working there. I had already gone to work at the Harley Davidson shop just before we moved to Woolwich, so that worked out.
We wheeled up in our old parking spot off India street, and Nora met us at the door. I was almost knocked backwards by the wave of perfume, and she was wearing a filmy kimono That must have cost a fortune. She stepped right up to me and grabbed me and started kissing me with her mouth open and her tongue halfway down my throat. I looked over her head and rolled my eyes at Patty and Mom. Nora’s mouth tasted of Sen-Sen, to kill the smoker’s breath. She then pulled me into her apartment on the ground floor, and we all went inside, with Mom locking the door. Nora did a little pirouette, and the kimono fell on the floor. She was about 60 or so, with huge tits that hung clear to her waist, she was about 50 lb overweight, with blue veins running through her tits and thighs, and the biggest blond bush I ever saw between her legs. She said “Come on, son, get your clothes off, I want to see that thing these girls are liking so much!” I left my shirt on, but undid my belt, and dropped my pants. She said, “Oh, my, he’s pretty, but he’s looking lazy today, you need a good look at the promised land!” And she sat down on the couch and spread her legs. Her cunt lips were swelled up and protruding, her clit was standing up like a thumb, and the whole thing was opened up big enough to take the big end of a baseball bat. She said “Sit beside me, I’ll give that horn a little toot!” And she swallowed my cock right up to my stomach. I leaned over, and shoved my left fist right up into that hairy twat. She started bucking her hips, but didn’t even break her suck rhythm. Up, down, up, down, up, breath, down, up, down, breath, this was definitely not her first cock-gobble. I started to slide my fist in and out, and actually began to punch her cervix with my fist. I looked over and Larry had Mom bent over a chair and giving it to her from behind, Patty was standing beside me with her skirt pulled up and 2 fingers working in her cunt. I motioned with my head, and she got on the couch beside Nora with her legs up in a semi-squat, and I buried my face in her cunt and started lapping and sucking on that long clit. I started to come, and Nora gagged a bit, then shuddered, and let out a loud groan. I pulled my fist out, and she let out a fart that would have blown up an air mattress. Mom and Larry kept on fucking. Nora said “That was great, sweetie, the keys to your old apartment up on the second floor are on the kitchen counter, and the door is unlocked. If you come down and do me that way every month, I’ll forget the rent!” I said “Deal.”
We got back on the Indian, and I told Patty, “Don’t touch my bare skin, I need to get in the shower at Hilda and Heidi’s place and scrub down before my arm and cock rot and fall off!” I stopped and bought a bar of lye soap, then, a few minutes later, we all arrived at Hilda and Heidi’s place, and introduced Larry and Patty to our two dark-skinned angels. Patty and Heidi were immediately attracted to each other, and Larry and Hilda were eyeing each other, so I said to Mom, come help me get the skuzz off me from my Nora-job. We spent the next 15 minutes scrubbing my skin almost raw in the shower there, then began hauling all the clothes, cooking stuff, food, and personal items down into the van. By the middle of the afternoon, we had everything up in our old digs off of India street. Since Mom knew where everything was, she sent me and Larry down to Amato’s for Italian sandwiches and beer while she and the other three girls organized their new apartment.
When we got back, they had most of the stuff put away, and Patty was getting acquainted with Hilda and Heidi, and Heidi was sitting next to Patty and they were feeling each other up. Mom and Hilda were still puttering around. I handed out the sandwiches, and Larry opened one of the bags of beer, and started opening bottles with his church key. Since Larry and I had done all the heavy lugging and errand running, We sat back in the comfortable chairs with our beer and heros, and watched the girls. By now, Mom and Hilda were making out, too, and Heidi and Patty had progressed to where they were starting to eat each other out, so I took out my cock and started stroking it, so Larry followed suit. I said “This is nice, next thing to a cunt show!” Mom heard me and Said “Girls, the boys want a cunt show, lets give them a good one!” And then she and Hilda started 69ing like the younger two. They were all down on the rug in the middle of the floor, and suddenly, Heidi stopped eating Patty’s cunt and pushed her mothers face out of the way and started eating Mom’s cunt. Mom stayed eating Hilda’s cunt, Hilda started eating Patty’s cunt, and Patty kept eating Heidi’s cunt, so they were an endless loop of cunt eating until Larry couldn’t stand it any longer and Pushed Patty’s face away from Heidi’s cunt and buried himself up to the balls in Heidi. Patty stayed where she was and started sucking one of her fathers balls. That triggered me, too, so I did the same thing and started fucking Hilda. Mom did a variation by sticking a finger up my ass and wiggling it around. The next 15 minutes were very quiet except for slurping noises. Finally, Mom’s finger triggered me off, and that started a chain reaction, of groans, sighs, Mom’s squeak, and Patty’s loud AAAAHHH!
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Eight years went by, and it’s July 4th, Larry and I are sitting in our chaise lounges, with our cigars and a bottle of Cutty Sark scotch between us discussing the situation, as we look down the lawn toward the dock where my 40ft Bertram sits moored across from Larry’s 38ft Chris Craft. He said “You know, the yard has been pretty good to me, here I am, the Superintendent Of Fabrication after starting out as just a welder!” I said, “We were both pretty lucky, no one ever believed people would buy those stupid Toyotas from Japan, and look at me, went from selling a few cars I fixed up to being the biggest dealer in Brunswick!” He said “Good thing, too, if we hadn’t had the bucks, that church group would have had us in jail for having two wives, or the weird sex charges they came up with. Those lawyers we hired made them all look foolish, and the publicity didn’t hurt your sales any, did they?” I said “No, lots of guys came to buy a car just to get a look at the guy who was supposedly married to his own mother!” We laughed. About then, Patty called “Boys! Come see this!” We got up and walked around the back of our big house, and there, behind a clump of rose bushes, my twins, Rocky and Reba, were fucking away, and just a little ways further, redheaded Lance was doing 69 with his auburn haired older sister, Ramona. I looked at the others and said “They learn so young these days, don’t they?”
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This is the final story of this series, I hope everyone has enjoyed reading them. With the exception of this one, which is pure fantasy, the others either actually happened to me, or someone I know very well. HAPPY READING!