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Graduation Party (IJAW and LeatrixSage)

Eric groaned loudly, and his eyes rolled back into his head a bit the deeper Cody took him in her mouth. He looked into her eyes and noticed her staring back with a look that was telling him she wanted more.

He happily obliged, sliding his cock further in her mouth, well aware that his thickness would adequately fill her throat as it pulsated hard. He heard some slight gagging noises and pulled off, then waited a moment or two before repeating the act.

Eric loved the feeling of getting deep-throated, but he was more content to fuck her mouth, so he did. He grabbed two fistfuls of her hair and started to piston his cock in and out of her mouth, the gurgling noises echoing throughout the room.
 
Cody trembled as he slid into her throat. They way it felt to have a man pushing into her throat was amazing. Her father pushing into her throat was a delight so sinful she couldn't put words to it. She gagged when he reached deeper than she could manage easily, and then he drew away. She had just enough time catch her breath before he started to fuck her mouth. Little moans split the gurgling sounds it caused, and Cody clawed at the sheets.

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Vivian sighed, resting her hands on the table. They were almost done. "This is all that's left." She called out to Brandon, her eyes scanning the many pictures of her baby boy throughout the years. There were medals, papers, things he had finger-painted, items he'd won. Everything from kindergarten to senior year.

She smiled, a since of pride welling up along with a sadness that her baby would be leaving soon. "Are you taking any of this with you, or is it going to be added to the boxes in the garage?"
 
Cody's mouth felt so good engulfed around Eric's cock. He continued to thrust into her mouth, almost lost in the ecstacy of the moment. Eric wanted more of her, and after seeing her hands clawing at his bedsheets, figured she may need a bit of a break.

"Do you wanna give Daddy a ride?" he asked before pulling her head off his cock with a loud pop, a string of drool running from the tip of his cock to her lips.

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Brandon came back from the car and saw his mother standing at the table, looking over the items she had gathered from his early years. He smiled and patted her shoulder. "No, you can have it all. I figure you'd put it to better use than I would."

As he moved his hand from her shoulder, he noticed some scratches on her back. He didn't remember those being there earlier in the night, and grew quite curious.

"Whoa, Mom...where'd those scratches come from?"
 
Cody licked her lips, catching her breath, and then smiled up at her father. Slowly, she leaned close, and licked from his balls to the head of his cock. Her eyes closed, she sighed, and then she looked up again. She felt herself blush, but she only smirked up at him. "Riding my Daddy's cock... why do I love the sound of that?"

---

Vivian froze, her face going a little pale. She painted a smile on her lips as she turned to face her son. "Where did what come from?"

She tried to sound innocent, but perhaps trying only made her sound more guilty. How could she tell Brandon she had fucked his best friend against a brick wall? Well... that he had fucked her against a brick wall. She started to blush, remembering it, and her clit gave a little throb that made her jaw clench.
 
Eric bit his bottom lip hard as she licked slowly all the way from his balls to the head of his cock, still sticky from her saliva.

"Riding my Daddy's cock... why do I love the sound of that?"

Her father leaned down and kissed her deeply, his fingers sliding back inside her thong, plunging deep within her sex. Breaking the kiss, he licked his lips and looked at her.

"Because you're a bad little girl...because you're Daddy's little slut..." he whispered, grinning wickedly.

---

"Where did what come from?"

Brandon glared. His mother wasn't that dumb. He ran his fingers over the scratch marks. "These. These scratches...what were you doing? They weren't there earlier tonight. How'd those get there?" he asked, prying for an answer, but clearly not expecting the answer that he may get...if his mother decided to tell the truth.
 
Cody gasped against her father's lips as his fingers pushed into her, stretching her young pussy, which clenched down around those fingers in welcome. She watched his tongue move over his lips, and felt a little chill slide down her spine.

Daddy's little slut... Cody shivered, the thought thrilling and terrifying at the same time. Her blush deepened, but the idea made her grin.

"Let me up, then," she said, "I can't ride my Daddy if I am on my back."

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"It's nothing," Vivian fumbled, her blush only getting worse as she tried to move out of Brandon's reach. "It just happened, when I was smoking I... the bricks, you see..." she stopped, terrified. How the hell was she supposed to explain the scratches?
 
Eric nodded. "Whoops," he chuckled back at Cody as he pulled his fingers from her sex and rolled off of her, still with plenty of room to move around on their king-size bed.

He took her hips and helped her move over to him and eventually straddle him. Eric had her sit just below his stomach, not giving it to her just yet. He held her hands and smiled up at his gorgeous girl.

"Whenever you're ready, baby..."

---

Brandon arched an eyebrow and stood in front of his mother as she had her back to the table. He had wondered why he had seen her outside on his walk back after his fuck with Mrs. Bryant. She didn't take that long to smoke.

He placed his hands on the table, practically cornering her. "Why are you stuttering so much? Just tell me what happened..." The corner of his mouth turned upward in a slight grin. He started to put two and two together. He just needed her to fill in the missing pieces.
 
Cody laughed as they moved together, adjusting until she was straddling her father. Her heart ached as he took her hands, and she knew her blushing was only getting worse. Leaning forward, she kissed him hungrily, returning the passion he had shown. Slowly she shifted, moving so that the head of his cock rubbed against her damp lips. She didn't take him just yet, but enjoyed the pleasant torture.

---

Vivian stared, her eyes widening as her son started to grin. Suddenly, she felt trapped, the same sense of having nowhere to go as when Mike had backed her up against the brick wall and placed his hands at either side of her head. She shivered, flushing, and looked away from her son. "Mike fucked me against the brick wall on the side of this building, Brandon. There, you know."
 
Eric's cockhead rubbed against Cody's dampened pussy lips. He could see the conflicting emotion on her face -- she enjoyed the build-up, but she so badly wanted to fuck him. They shared another intense, passionate kiss, and Eric decided it was time to go the whole way.

"Alright, baby...I can't take much more teasing. Give it all to Daddy," he whispered, pleading for her to drop down on his cock.

---

Brandon nodded silently, looking his mother over as she confessed to him what happened. "Hm," he said, rubbing his chin. "I don't even know whether to be pissed off or turned on by that."

He stepped toward her, feeling the heat radiating from her body as he got closer. "Was it good?" he asked, genuinely curious. "Did it make you feel sexy...or slutty?" he continued with his line of questioning, his breath hitting her ear. Their hips were now touching as she leaned back against the table.
 
Cody sat up by inches so that her young pussy slowly slid down the length of her father's heavy shaft. Her eyes drooped half closed, moaning softly, but never looking away from her father as she worked herself down over him little by little. She never expected just how good it felt to completely sheath her father's cock inside herself. Her hands clutched at his, her pussy clenching down on him, dragging him deep and milking his cock as she started to move against him, a fast, eager pace developing nearly instantly.

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"Very," she snapped, starting to feel angry. But as Brandon drew close, her angry fizzled out. His hips pressed into her, his breath fanned her ear, and Vivian was shocked as her heart started to pound for a very different reason.

"Brandon," she hesitated, resting her hands against his chest as if to fend him off. "Look, leave it alone. I never should have told you and you should not be asking me these things,"
 
Eric maintained eye contact with Cody the whole time she slid down his shaft, feeling a twinge of guilt that was quickly replaced by a feeling of excitement. He almost felt like he was back in his 20s again.

His daughter's pussy enveloped his cock, and he met the sensation with a deep, guttural moan. "Oh, yes." He then tilted his head up as she started to move against him, watching his cock penetrate her over and over again. Occasionally, he raised his hips to meet her as she came down, hoping to hit deeper inside her.

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"I don't want to leave it alone," Brandon replied as his mother started to resist him. "You just fucked my best friend...you want me to just ignore it?"

"That doesn't make a whole lot of sense," he continued, his hand running up her back.
 
"Daddy," Cody gasped, she trembled each time his hips rose, sliding his dick a little deeper. The thought that the cock she was riding belong to her mother flashed through her head, and Cody bit down hard on her bottom lip, shivering. Had her mother ridden him this way? The thought just made her hotter, and she grinned down at her father. She was going to make sure she stood out in his mind from any woman that had ever been with him before.

Feeling bold, she leans close, nipping at her father's ear, but keeping her eager pace, the ride slowly starting to get a little rough. "You feel so good inside my pussy, Daddy," she whispered softly between moans, needing to tell him, needing him to know.

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"I would rather you ignored it," Vivian sighed, taking a deep breath. She wasn't sure what she should be more worried about, her son's wrath or her husbands. "It's never happened before, it was just tonight, and..." her words cut off, her son's warm hand soothing against her skin. The various scrapes on her back stung a little under his touch, but Vivian was quickly finding she had some secret liking for a little pain and fear.

"Baby," she sighed, wrapping her arms around him... and then an insane thought showed itself. Vivian shifted, one hand sliding down to cup her son's crotch. Her eyes widen as she fondled him, and then she found herself grinning slightly. "Brandon... is this becuase you are Jealous that Mommy fucked someone.... that wasn't you?"
 
"Oh, baby," Eric groaned. His baby girl -- his oldest child -- was riding his cock hard. He wouldn't admit it, but he had to put Cody above his own wife when it came to riding him. Cody seemed to put a lot of energy into it, while Vivian preferred to be on the bottom and never gave it her all, in his mind.

"You feel so good around my cock, baby girl," he whispered back, letting her know she was doing a fantastic job and that he was cherishing every moment of this.

---

Brandon gasped as his mother groped him, looking down at her hand as it fondled his balls.

"Brandon... is this becuase you are jealous that Mommy fucked someone.... that wasn't you?"

Well, the cat was out of the bag now. Red-faced and nervous, he slowly nodded. "I guess you can say that..." he began to say, his voice getting quieter as he finished his thought.
 
Cody sat up so that she could grab the head board, giving herself something to hold on to. She found herself blushing as she stared down at her father, but no amount of embarrassment could stop what had started. She still couldn't understand this, what had driven her, why she had wanted this so badly. But, here she was, her father's cock buried repeatedly into her pussy while she rode him, and god... how she loved him for letting her.

She trembled, her small breasts bouncing as she worked, slowly becoming lost in just how good it felt. She like to fuck hard, and somehow she was sure he could take it.

---

"Baby," Vivian sighed, suddenly not sure if she should be angry, sad, or feel touched that he was jealous someone else had touched her.

She sighed, sitting on the table, drawing her skirt up until her thighs showed. Gently, she sank a hand into Brandon's hair and drew him close. Her lips brushed his ear in a soft kiss, and then she whispered. "If that is what bothers you so much, it is easy to fix." Her free hand moved to his pants, undoing them so that she could slip her hand inside, her fingers quickly finding his young cock and wrapping around it. "Mommy wont fight you, baby. If you want to fuck me, then do it."
 
Eric looked up at Cody as she grabbed the headboard behind him. He was excited that she was going to give it to him hard, as she was going to use the headboard for leverage. His hands moved to his sides, letting Cody do the work, occasionally slapping her ass to spur her to go harder.

"That's it, baby...fuck your daddy...fuck him hard!" he cried out, loving the way her young pussy sheathed his cock. "You're so good to me..."

---

"Mommy wont fight you, baby. If you want to fuck me, then do it."

Brandon licked his lips and looked at his mother lustfully as she grabbed his semi-erect cock, stroking it slowly. "That's a good Mommy," he whispered as he slid a hand up her dress, rubbing her clit before sliding two fingers hard inside her. "And I do want to fuck you...but I want to eat you first." He kissed her mouth deeply, his tongue circling around hers inside her mouth. His lips moved to her neck, brushing along it before moving up to her ear.
 
She bit down hard on her bottom lip, the occasional crack of her father’s hand smacking her ass echoing in the room and sending sharp little thrills through Cody’s young body. She never suspected it would be this good. Or that her father could last so long. Many men her own age would have long since lost it by now.

She smiled down at him, thrilled. The longer he could last, the better the ending would be for her. Cody felt her cheeks flush as her thoughts settled firmly around the sheer taboo of what she was doing and what she was imagining while she was doing it.

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Vivian felt a chill run down her spine as her son’s hand slipped up her dress. His fingers found her clit, and she bit down hard on her bottom lip, trembling when his fingers stabbed into her pussy. She moaned beneath his kiss, and then gasped while his lips traveled over her neck and then her ear. Those places were sensitive, and a little rush of warm liquid ran over his fingers.

“Brandon,” she sighed, both her hands coming up to fist in his hair. Gently, she pulled his head away, and then boldly pressed him down. When he rested on his knees before her, Vivian spread her legs a little wider, and then pulled her dress aside, putting her pussy on display for her son.

A thousand thoughts ran through her mind, but she didn’t trust herself to speak. The sight of her own son’s head between her legs, his breath against her skin, it was breath taking.

Gently she pulled him close until his lips met her pussy, and then the air left her lungs in a rush. “Eat Mommy out, baby,” she whispered, lost in the rush of the moment.

A small spark of clarity flickered in the back of her mind. This was the second time in one night that she was cheating on her husband. Thinking of Eric brought a spurt of guilt, and then she glanced around franticly for her phone. Finding the little cell, she reached out one hand to snatch it up. She punched a couple buttons, and then held the phone to her ear as it started to ring.
 
Both Eric and Cody froze and went silent at the sound of the house phone ringing. Eric stopped Cody for a moment to see who it was. He swallowed hard upon seeing it was his wife calling. "Hello? Oh, hi, honey," he said into the phone, his cock still buried in Cody's tight, young pussy.

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Brandon licked his lips as his mother pushed his head between her legs.

“Eat Mommy out, baby.”

Brandon nodded and began to lick out his mother, the scent of sex still emanating from her pussy after Mike had hammered her earlier in the night. His hands gently massaged her pale, creamy thighs as he ate her out, completely unaware for the moment that she was calling his father during the act.
 
Cody bit down on her bottom lip, trying to stay still and holding her breath for fear of being heard. She adjusted herself a little to try and get more comfortable, but decided it was best to just not move at all when her pussy clenched greedily around her father's thick rod. It seemed if she moved at all, she was going to moan or whimper, or give herself away. Her grip on the headboard tightened, and Cody couldn't help smiling down at her father. This was just crazy.

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"Brandon and I are going to be getting home a little later than we thought," Vivian babbled in a rush, her body trembling as her eyes dropped to where her son's head was nestled between her legs. Each swipe of his warm tongue was practically torture, particularly now that she had her husband, his father, on the phone.

"The last guest only just now left and we have a lot of clean up to do." she finished her thought a little belatedly, but she doubted Eric was even awake enough to know what she was saying. Guilt rose up, but she viciously forced it away. How could he know their son was licking at her pussy while they spoke? He couldn't, it wasn't possible, so why feel guilty about it?
 
Eric looked up at Cody as she sat still atop his rod and smiled back at her. "Ohh, that's OK. I just got into bed and Cody did too, I think," he muttered back into the phone.

He then got a wicked idea and winked at Cody. "Actually, she just walked in. She may have heard me talking to her. I'll put her on with you," he said with a wink and a slight moving of his hips from underneath his daughter while he held the phone up for her to take.

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"The last guest only just now left and we have a lot of clean up to do."

"Mmm, cleaning up is right," Brandon said into his mother's thighs, hungrily licking her out as she sat on the table before him. He began to lap at her clit and slid a finger inside her, almost as if he deliberately wanted her to give them away.
 
‘No, no,’ Cody mouthed, sitting back on her heels and accidently seating herself firmly down on her father’s cock. Cody bit down on her lip hard to keep from whimpering, and then gave her father a little glare as she carefully took the phone.

“Hey mom,” she tried to sound chipper, “figured since you were on the phone, I’d say hi and let you know we got home all safe and sound.” Cody’s free hand flattened against her dad’s stomach, using him to keep her balance even as he moved beneath her, making it damn hard to keep her voice from shaking. “You and Brandon doing all right?”

---

“We’re fine,” Vivian bit down hard on her bottom lip as Brandon slid a finger inside her. Her entire body shook and she let her head fall back. Sheer force of will was all that kept her from shouting. Her hips moved helplessly, just the thought that it was her son making her writhe and she sheer taboo of it all driving her crazy.

“The sooner we get back to work, the sooner we can get home,” the last ward warbled a little, and Vivian looked down at her son again, knowing that little wiggle of his tongue had been designed to make her voice break.
 
As soon as Cody started to talk on the phone, Eric drove his cock up into Cody's pussy, reaching up and grabbing her petite breasts while running his fingertips along her rock-hard nipples.

The bed started to squeak beneath them as he bounced her up and down, hoping to finish inside her while she was talking to her mother. "Fuck," he muttered quietly.

---

Brandon noticed the little crack in his mother's voice and smiled knowingly up at her, his mission somewhat accomplished.

“The sooner we get back to work, the sooner we can get home,”

It almost came across as a verbal cue for Brandon to get to business. He gave her slit one last long lick before standing up and dropping his pants and boxers, his cock getting hard once again, just as it hard for Mrs. Bryant earlier in the night.
 
Cody trembled, barely noticing the hitch in her mother’s voice. She was so busy fighting the need to scream that she hadn’t even really understood half of what her mother had just said. She sated down at her dad, watching his expressions shift as he fucked her, driving her so close to the edge she was afraid she might break while her mom was still on the phone.

“Don’t rush,” she gasped. Her voice was so obviously breathy that between it and the squeak of the bed, she was sure there was no way her mother wouldn’t put two and two together.

---

Vivian shook as her son’s tongue took a long swipe at her damp folds, her clit giving a particularly strong throb at the attention. She watched almost in a daze as he stood, dropped his pants, and her son’s thick cock came into view.

She licked her lips, “We won’t.” Her answer was as breathy as her daughters, and something clicked in the back of Vivian’s mind. The soft squeaking in the background registered and an image popped into her head. She envisioned her daughter bent over, her husband holding onto her hips while he fucked her.

She expected revulsion, maybe even horror… instead Vivian only got wetter, and she knew that nothing about their family was going to be normal after this night. Grinning, Vivian winked at Brandon, “You fuck your daddy good, sweet heart. Brandon is going to do the same thing to Mommy.”

---

Cody’s eyes went wide and for a second she was too stunned to think. Slowly, a devilish grin twisted her lips, and she started bucking her hips, meeting her father thrusts with an eager abandon. “Stay on the phone,” she panted, a little moan slipping out of her throat. Grinning, she leaned close, giving her dad a quick kiss before sitting up again.

“Mommy knows you’re fucking me,” she panted, loving how twisted and just wrong everything was and how right it all felt. “Your wife knows you are fucking your daughter, and she’s getting off on it.”
 
“Mommy knows you’re fucking me. Your wife knows you are fucking your daughter, and she’s getting off on it.”

Eric's eyes grew wide and a wicked smile crept across his face. Cody was grinding her hips hard into his cock, but he wanted his daughter in another way.

Almost simultaneously as she reached the end of the sentence, he tossed her off of his cock and put Cody on her hands and knees before him. He came up from behind her and slid his cock, coated in a mix of her saliva and pussy juices, back inside her, thrusting forcefully.

"Then let's give her something to get off to," he panted, grabbing her hips and fucking her hard from behind.

---

“You fuck your daddy good, sweet heart. Brandon is going to do the same thing to Mommy.”

Just the sound of Brandon's mother talking in that way seemed to excite him even more. He put her legs over his shoulders and stood between her legs as she laid back on the table.

Brandon was about to slip the head of his cock inside when he was momentarily distracted by the pictures behind her -- the birthday parties, the family vacations, the first days of school, her holding him as a baby. He then gazed back down at the women who had provided all those moments and smirked as he pushed his cock inside her waiting pussy.

"Mmm, I wouldn't want to disappoint you, Mommy," he moaned as he felt his cock sink in to his mother.
 
Cody let out a yelp of surprise, her slightly smug demeanor vanishing as she found herself on her knees. She groaned as her tender pussy was forced back open to take her father’s cock slightly deeper than before. Her body ached as the head nudged against her cervix, hitting rock bottom. There was a certain pain that came with it, a mark of his daughter’s inexperience, but Cody just pushed herself back against him.

“ Put it on speaker,” she told grunted the short order, now that she knew her brother was savoring the same naughty game she was, she wanted him to hear it, too. Set the cordless phone on the bed beneath her after clicking the speaker button.

Trembling, she pushed back against her dad, holding herself still to take the full brunt of the fucking he was giving her. She lost herself in the moment, letting herself shout or cry as demanded by the wild rush in her blood.

---

Vivian flicked the phone onto speaker and set it aside as Brandon raised her legs over her hips. The sharp sounds of her husband and their daughter fucking was a mouth watering thing to hear. She looked up at her son, and felt her heart ache to find his eyes jumping around the pictures and things behind her.

When he smirked, Vivian felt herself blush, and then she trembled as her son’s cock sank inside her.

"Mmm, I wouldn't want to disappoint you, Mommy."

Vivian couldn’t answer him. She leaned back on her elbows, knowing a few things over, and panted as he torturously sank slowly into her. Mike had been a bit longer, but she felt sure Brandon was thicker, and her pussy ached as it stretched to let him in.
 
Eric didn't hold back, fully plowing his shaft into his daughter. He pushed Cody's head into the mattress, her ass lifting up a little more as he thrusted away. Her loud cries and moans urged him to keep going, even as he felt his stamina dropping quickly.

He grunted from behind her. "I'm gonna cum, baby girl...Daddy's going to cum..." Whether it was loud enough to be heard over speaker was unknown to him.

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"You're such a bad, bad mommy," Brandon groaned as he started to pump in and out of his mother as she lay beneath him on the table. A few of the awards had fallen back from the shaking of the table.

After the first few thrusts, he paused to re-position himself, then began to do push-ups over her, his cock hitting deep every time he lowered his upper body.

"Are you sad your baby boy, mmm, won't be able to do this to you when he goes away?" he asked, his tone slightly innocent.
 
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