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CHAPTER NINE

Even though it had become a regular occurrence, it still surprised Vic Morgan when he woke up in bed with his naked daughter. This was one of those mornings. His cock was still sore after all the sucking and fucking last night. Vic bet that Mitzi's mouth, pussy and ass would be too when she woke up.

"Rise 'n' shine, baby," he tenderly whispered in her ear. "I'll be late for work and you'll be late for school if we don't get rolling."

When Mitzi didn't stir, Vic decided to bring her around in his own special way. Pulling back the covers, he feasted his eyes on her teenaged body, then gently tickled her until she rolled over on her back. From there, he eased his face down between her sleek thighs to lick her swollen cunt and asshole. It was still so soon after the last time he'd fucked her in both places that he could taste his own cum.

Mitzi remained asleep, though. Until her father concentrated on her clit, sucking the little button between his teeth and giving it a pesky bite.

"Oooooh," she drowsily moaned, "that feels soooooo goooooood?"

Her father kept teasing her clit. Her crotch bucked in reply, mashing her cunt against his face. Abruptly, she was sweetly climaxing in his mouth.

"Mmmmmm, what a nice way to wake up," she sighed, after blinking and focusing on the most welcome sight of her father burrowing between her legs. "Just like the last thing I remember before I went to sleep last night – commmmmming. Picking up right where I left off with dear, old Dad."

Bobbing up now, a slurping Vic wistfully sighed. "Wish we could keep the ball rolling, angel, but I've got to go to the office and you have school."

"Not today, Daddy," Mitzi chirped. "We don't have to be anywhere if we don't wanna be."

"Gee, baby, don't tempt me," Vic said. "I've already called in sick too many times lately, and you can't afford to miss much more of school if you're going to keep up your grades."

"That's not it, Daddy," Mitzi laughed. "It's Saturday, silly."

Vic thought a second, then sighed with relief.

"Hmmmmm, so it is."

"So there's no reason to stop sucking my cunt, Daddy."

"Oh, yes, there is."

Vic knelt before his daughter, showing off a jutting hard-on.

"I've got the best reason there is to stop sucking your cunt. Fucking it!"

"Now, shame on me, why didn't I think of that?" Mitzi giggled.

Then she fingered apart her pussy lips, offering a perfect, pink target for her father's big prick.

"What a night," Gwen Morgan fondly recalled as she greeted the new day.

She looked over at the sleeping male figure beside her, getting a horny tingle all over again.

"Such a sweet boy," she lovingly said. "And such a hung stud."

Gwen reached under the covers to lovingly caress Ned's cock and balls. To her delight, his prick was hard.

"Bet he has to piss," she figured. "That's what a hard-on first thing in the morning usually means."

Drawing back the covers, Gwen took a look. Her son's rigid prick rested on his belly, the blue veins standing out along the long, thick shaft, while the swollen head was a blushing shade of red.

"Oh, how can I resist when I'm so thirsty," Gwen murmured with anticipation.

She leaned over Ned's crotch, licking the length of his prick from his balls to the blunt tip ten inches away. The salty flavor of his meat made her even thirstier.

Gwen began sucking cock. But it wasn't her son's jizz she was after with this blowjob.

She angled Ned's prick down as she took it in her mouth. For this was the only way she could get what she wanted out of it while it was so stiff.

"Jeez, what's that?" Ned soon murmured. "Is my dick really getting sucked, or am I just dreaming it is?"

His mother playfully threw the blanket over his nodding head so he couldn't see for sure what was happening to him.

"Damn, if this keeps up, not sure whether I'm gonna come or wet the bed," Ned mumbled in a muffled voice.

Gwen not only made sure it kept up, she doubled her suction. And her hung son was getting wider awake by the second.

"Okay, Mom, I know that's you," Ned soon said shaking off the blanket. "And I'm warning you. That's a piss hard-on you're going down on. First thing in the morning, I've always gotta take a leak."

Gwen's suction continued. Then, feeling a familiar twinge from within, she remembered that she hadn't made her usual trip to the john yet either this morning. And now she had another urge which she couldn't resist. She swung her naked body, winding up with her cunt in her son's face while she kept slurping on his prick at the other end of the action.

"Hmmmmm," Ned knowingly said at this point, "I smell something kinky in the air."

His cocksucking mother promptly sat flush on his face, scaling his mouth with her cunt. Automatically, Ned began sucking back.

It didn't take long from there. First, Ned's prick erupted down his mother's throat with bittersweet liquid gold. Then, a split-second later, Gwen's pussy was also gushing with equal force.

Locked in their early morning sixty-nine, mother and son were starting the day by pissing in each other's gulping mouth. And it was more than a turn-on enough to keep him hard and her hot for the fucking which would follow.

Around the breakfast table, the four members of the Morgan household wore self-satisfied grins as they ate bacon and eggs.

And now it was time to discuss what this Saturday held in store. In case it had slipped anyone's mind, Gwen now reminded her husband and kids that this date was a special occasion.

"Now don't forget. Today's Ernie's birthday. Nobody's ever had a better brother than he's been to me, or a better uncle than he is to you children, so I want this really standout for him. I've been planning his surprise party for days."

"Still don't understand what you're gonna do about Aunt Ruthie," Mitzi said. "What if she shows up, too?"

"Maybe that's the surprise," Ned joked.

His mother winked back at Ned. And she seemed more serious than not in spite of her casual response.

"Hmmmmm, I'm starting to get some real heavy vibes," Mitzi remarked. "Mom, I've had a lot of practice reading your mind lately, and seems to me you're coming through louder and clearer than ever right now. Am I right?"

Gwen merely nodded at the moment. It was enough, though, to vividly set the stage. Not only Mitzi got the message. Along with her father and brother, she nodded back. Fact was, they all silently agreed, it was about time that Ernie's wife found out about what kind of family she'd married into.

Ernie was not surprised, indeed, by the birthday celebration which greeted him at his sister's house. Especially when he realized that Gwen had set it up with his wife to steer him to the party.

"Damn, Sis," he whispered to Gwen in a corner, "Ruthie doesn't belong here. Just doesn't fit in with the rest of us. You know I'd have come over late on my own, without getting her involved. How can we do any fucking this way, with my damned wife hanging around?"

"Could be," Gwen mysteriously chuckled, "the surprises at this party aren't over yet."

Ernie started to ask his sister what she meant by that. But he didn't get the chance, as his wife suddenly interrupted them.

"Oh, Gwen," Ruthie said, "this was such a good idea. Ernie's been working so hard lately. Overtime at the office two or three times a week…"

Ernie winced. Where he'd really been those evenings was right here in this house, sucking and fucking with his sister's family.

"He needs to enjoy himself," Ruthie continued. "And everything's just perfect. Know that Ernie's having a good time, and so am I. Been so long since I paid a visit. Why, that boy of yours must have grown a foot since the last time I saw him."

Ruthie paused to giggle like a schoolgirl after her mention of Ned.

"And he's such a flirt," she explained. "If I were a whole lot younger, I just might start flirting back."

Attempting to keep his wife from further silliness, Ernie sharply interrupted, "Ruthie, don't you think you've had just about enough to drink?"

Ruthie glared back at Ernie. It was up to Gwen to keep them from each other's throats.

Gwen smiled. "Let me show you the rest of the house, Ruthie. We've done so much to it since the last time you were here."

Gwen took the hand of her brother's wife and led her away before Ernie could sound off anymore. At the same time, without anyone noticing but Ned himself, she made brief eye contact with her son and with a tilt of her head beckoned him to follow behind at a safe distance.

Then Gwen guided Ruthie down the hall to the main bedroom.

Ruthie tried to be polite, but had to admit that she couldn't see that much new since her previous visit.

"I lied," chuckled Gwen. "Didn't want Ernie to be jealous."

"You mean about what I said about your Ned?" Ruthie scoffed. Then she sheepishly confessed, "Ernie was right. I have had a few too many drinks. Kinda got carried away…"

She wistfully sighed.

"Ned is such a cutie, though."

"A lot more than cute, Ruthie, take it from me," Gwen said. "Or better yet, why doesn't he show you in person?"

On cue, Ned appeared. It wasn't just his aunt's imagination that his jeans had become exceptionally tight where it was most noticeable – at the crotch, where there was now a very prominent bulge. And his words were even bolder.

"You like young cock, Aunt Ruthie?" he asked with a leer that was anything but boyish.

"I-I beg your pardon," Ruthie stammered in a hush.

"Young, hard cock," Ned said. "Like, uh, mine."

He patted his bulging crotch. Then he unsnapped his jeans at the waist and started slowly unzipping his swollen fly.

"Just tell me to back off if I've got you wrong," Ned smirked, inching the tab ever lower.

His aunt said nothing, her wide eyes staring directly below her nephew's hips.

And then Gwen whispered to her brother's wife, "You're doing the right thing, Ruthie. Hard and young is exactly what Ned's cock is – and big and beautiful. Just made for us, uh, older women."

And now Ned produced his jutting pride and joy. At the sight of his cock, his aunt visibly nodded.

Once again, Ned used the silence-means-yes approach. "Just tell me if you don't want to suck it, Aunt Ruthie. Otherwise [missing text]."

The only sound Ruthie made was a result of her panting breath.

"On your knees then, bitch!" Ned commanded. "Suck my cock!"

In a seeming trance, Ruthie obeyed, kneeling before Ned. Pie pushed his jeans down to his own knees. His aunt reacted by grabbing one of his bare asscheeks in each of her hands and pulling him toward her face so his huge prick surged into her hungrily open mouth.

"Oh, suck it, suck it!" Gwen now urged her sister-in-law from the sidelines. "All the way to his balls. The way Ned's used to getting a blowjob. The way his sister and I suck his big cock. Same way Mitzi and I do his dad's!"

Hearing this, Ruthie darted her eyes in a double-take.

Gwen assured her, "You heard me right. In this house, sucking and fucking's a family affair. If you think my Ned's a stud, you ought to see my Mitzi in action."

A shadow moved at the doorway.

"Well, my, my, speak of the devil," Gwen snickered.

"Not polite to leave the party, Mom," Mitzi snickered back.

"The party's here now, darling," Gwen liked. "Guess you can see that."

"Does eating pussy go along with sucking cock, Mom?"

"What do you think?" Gwen said, lifting her skirt to put her pantyless cunt on hairy display.

"Looks like Aunt Ruthie's about to get some company at giving head," panted Mitzi.

Then she streaked across the room, landing on her knees in front of her mother the same way her aunt knelt before her brother. Only instead of deep-throating a stiff prick, Mitzi now buried her face in juicy pussy.

And, at this point, Gwen turned back to her cocksucking sister-in-law to chuckle, "Might as well make it even more interesting. Tell you what, Ruthie. Bet you that Mitzi can make my pussy come in her mouth before Ned's cock does in yours."

"Sorry, Mom," Ned spoke up on his aunt's behalf. "That's one bet you're just about to lose."

Holding his aunt's head, Ned ground his crotch against her face with his cock all the way down her throat. Then, as he grunted like an animal, it was obvious that as of now he was already feeding Ruthie his jizz.

Forgetting about the bet, Gwen anxiously asked, "Well, how does she like it?"

"Can't get enough," Ned reported. "She's gulping down my jizz as fast as my dick shoots it. Just like you and Sis do when I fuck your mouths."

"Hear that, Mitzi?" Gwen called down to her pussy-eating daughter. "Your aunt tits right in. We've got a new one in the family."

"Oh, wow! Will Uncle Ernie be surprised!" Mitzi gleefully predicted from below.

"Natch. It's a surprise party, isn't it?" Gwen bubbled. "And Ruthie getting it on with the rest of us is the last birthday present Ernie could've expected."

"When're we gonna spring it on him?" Mitzi asked.

"We'll leave that to your dad," Gwen said. "Sooner or later Ernie has to notice the rest of us are gone. When he does, your dad knows what to do."

And overhearing this, her belly now full of teenage cum after draining her nephew's cock, Ruthie outspokenly joined the discussion swirling around her.

"Then let's make it something really worth walking in on!" she excitedly suggested, her tongue still thick with Ned's jizz.

Ruthie scooted over to where her niece and sister-in-law were kneeling at Gwen's rear.

"I've always had this crazy fantasy about sticking my tongue into another woman's tight asshole," Ruthie explained. "Especially while somebody else was eating her pussy at the same time. Dreamed about it so many times, but never thought it'd ever come true. Now, though, what used to seem crazy makes soooo much sense that I can't wait to try it for real!"

"Is this real enough for you, Ruthie darling?" Gwen asked over her shoulder, then reached for her plump asscheeks to spread them for her brother's butt-hungry wife.

"Mmmmm, it's everything I dreamed of," Ruthie sighed at the sight of Gwen's hairy, throbbing asshole.

"So let's get our tongues to work," Mitzi called to her aunt from in front. "Mine in Mom's pussy, and yours reaming her where she shits."

"Just watch me dive in!" Ruthie swooned with anticipation, then buried her face between the half-moons of her sister-in-law's bare ass.

Next it was Mitzi's turn, as she got back to feasting on pussy. When her tongue squirmed into the juicy slot, she could feel her aunt's reaming tongue through the thin wall separating her mother's cunt and asshole.

And on the receiving end of the dual slurping, Gwen sighed. "It's fantastic! Feel like I'm getting eaten alive! God, what a way to gooooo!"

But everybody in the bedroom wasn't satisfied. Left out and hard again, the one male member of the family present let it be known that he was impatient to plug back in.

"Hey, what about me?" Ned sounded off.

"Think you can figure that out on your own, stud," his mother replied. "Just pick yourself a fresh spot and go for it."

Immediately sighting a likely target, Ned panted, "Yeah. Now there's a cunt that sure as hell needs every inch of my big prick."

He'd focused on his aunt. As she knelt to eat Gwen's ass, Ruthie's own ass was raised. With her skirt having ridden up around her hips, her cunt flexed invitingly from the rear through her clinging panties, darkening the taut fabric with a moist stain of leaking liquid arousal.

"Man, I can smell that pussy it's so horny for my prick," Ned noted with a whiff, as he lined up behind his aunt with ten inches in readiness to strike.

First he had to do something about the sopping panties. He was in too much of a hurry to take them all the way off, so he hooked a finger under the elastic and tugged their crotch band aside. A jungle of curly hair greeted him. His aunt had a bush that equaled his mother's. And at its center, framed by spread pussy lips was a tunnel of pink that begged to be fucked.

Ned wasted no time in putting it in. The fit was even tighter and juicier than he'd expected. Plus, his aunt immediately began rocking to and fro, providing the classic friction between cock and cunt that fucking's all about.

"Well," Gwen asked now that he'd made it a foursome, "does your auntie's pussy have what it takes?"

"A piece of ass doesn't get any better," Ned enthusiastically answered. "Wonder if Uncle Ernie has any idea how hot she really is."

"The husband's always the last to know. But he'll find out soon enough," chuckled Gwen.

And, sure enough, at this very moment Gwen's prediction was on the verge of coming true, as in the living room Vic Morgan said to his brother-in-law. "Looks like the party's going on without someone else. What do you say, Ernie, why don't we go down the hall and take a look at what we're missing?"

Ernie shrugged without comment, having long since stopped trying to figure out what kind of evening this was supposed to be. A couple of times he'd hinted to his wife's brother that he'd appreciate knowing why Gwen had arranged for his wife to be there, but Vic had changed the subject. So by this point Ernie had given up, simply going through the motions of lasting out what had become a birthday he'd just as soon forget.

Listlessly, he followed his brother-in-law down the hall, then Vic said to him, "There they are. Hear them?"

Ernie abruptly tingled with alertness. Yes, he certainly did hear them. And the sounds were strikingly similar to those with which he'd recently become so very familiar in this house.

"Vic," he said, glancing pointedly toward the noisy bedroom at the end of the hall, "what the hell's going on in there? Ruthie's with them, isn't she?"

"See for yourself," a smirking Vic suggested. They'd reached the door. It was ajar. Vic kicked it open, then stepped aside and let his wife's brother get an eyeful.

"My God!" Ernie blurted in shock. For he was suddenly a witness to a family orgy, with nobody else but his ass-licking, dog fucked wife in the middle of it.

His niece was the first to respond to his shock. Interrupting her pussy-eating, Mitzi spoke for everyone in the family as she sang out. "Happy birthday, Uncle Ernie!"

What could Ernie do? If he didn't join in, he'd be the only one who wasn't part of the orgy. For Vic's stiff cock was out now, and Mitzi was urging her father to fuck her.

Then, because almost wasn't enough, she'd dive right back into the thick of the best thing that had ever happened to any family.