Jan 11th 20xx
"Scientists alerted the President this morning of a new strain of COVID that appeared at a local Florida hospital. According to the doctors we were able to speak to, this new strain leaves behind extremely life altering after effects. So severe were the effects that one doctor compared it to a mutation. His colleague said there was an 'addition' to patient zero but refused to elaborate. So after collaborating with our inhouse medical staff at FAUX NEWS, we will henceforth be referring to this new strain as the Forced Unusual Transformative Addition Virus. Or the FUTA virus."
Dad turned off the TV with an annoyed huff. "Fucking fearmongering. At least this time they didn't work with the overpaid scientists to name it something boring. Like... Like... Like the Ibex variant."
I rolled my eyes at his poorly thought out, and really outdated, attempt at social commentary, and glanced over at my dad. With his XXL Hawaiian shirt and balding pate, he looked like your average Floridian retiree. However, dad refused to retire, he had spent the past forty years of his sixty, building up his burger joint from the ground up, and he intended to work there until he died.
"Honey, maybe we should close the restaurant this time if a quarantine is declared. After all, you just had your heart surgery, and covid might kill you." Mom cuddled up to dad to try and convince him. With her supporting exercise bra, tight yoga pants, and teary doe eyes, she was pulling out all the stops.
During the last round of quarantines and lockdowns, dad had kept the business open the entire time. Either paying the imposed fines, or bribing the local officials to ignore his rule breaking. Of course, since it was a family business, myself and the rest of my family had been forced to work through the pandemic without so much as a vacation.
"I agree, honey. We should really close the restaurant. You are working yourself too hard! You should take a break and take care of my dear sister." Aunt Val spoke up from the couch she was lounging on. Her words were much less sincere than my mom's, and spoken with a sarcastic drawl.
To emphasize her point and push for a vacation, Aunt Val leaned forward to accentuate her impressive and nearly bare tits. As long as I had known her, she preferred to walk around in a bikini top and beach skirt, most of the time she wore panties or a bikini bottom under the skirt but sometimes she 'forgot'. When I was a kid, she always said it was so she could go to the beach whenever, but once I turned 18 she dropped all pretense and told me that it was so she could nab the perfect man whenever he appeared.
"Yeah, dad! Let's take some vacation!" My twenty year old elder sister Brenda enthusiastically copied our aunt and added her own twist. Using her arms to coyly push her breasts forward and shaking them about. Causing her bikini clad D cup breasts to bounce and jiggle. She was wearing the same thing as Aunt Val, both to copy her, and because she was too lazy to do laundry.
After glaring at Aunt Val and Brenda in annoyance, Dad turned to me. "Well, Martin? As the only one here to graduate high school, what do you think?"
I paused for a minute before replying. Dad rarely asked for my opinion so I wanted to make sure that I didn't give something half assed. Although considering I was the skinniest one in the family, almost a beanpole in comparison, half an ass would be an impressive effort.
"Well," I pushed up my glasses nervously. "I think that since we are still in the winter, and most of our sales are local, we should probably wait until there are government mandates to do anything like masks or shutting down."
"Go figure." Brenda scoffed at my suggestion. "Your idea is to wait around and do nothing. No wonder Sally ditched you for Brett before you could even get up the courage to ask her out."
I winced at the cheapshot, and prepared a counter volley. "Yeah, well at least I don't have a customer value card for the abortion clinic. What is it now? Get ten and you get a free sandwich?"
"You fucking twerp!" Brenda threw the TV remote at my head, which I dodged easily.
"Children!" Mom clapped her hands and glared at us, and we went silent. We both knew that as a hispanic mom, her word was law, even though we were both adults.
Satisfied that she had her children under control, mom returned to loving wife mode and looked up at dad. She had married dad when she was in her late teens to get a green card for herself and her younger sister Aunt Val, so she was still only in her late 30s and still looked very beautiful for her age. She kept herself in shape and wore revealing clothing to make sure dad didn't lose interest in her, or cheat on her with Aunt Val.
"Well, honey? What should we do?" Mom asked in a gentle voice. "You need some rest, and I could take care of you while you recover."
Dad thought for several minutes before shaking his head. "This time, we will take Martin's suggestion." He ignored the whines coming from Brenda, and sighs of disappointment from Mom and Aunt Val. "It's only just been reported to the President, and it might turn out to be nothing. Besides, I'm fitter than a fiddle! No piddling heart surgery is going to be enough to take me out."
"Hey, dad." I spoke up before he could either launch into a long half drunken story or turn the TV back on. "What should we do about employees? You may be healthy, but anyone living outside the family is a possible infection point that could force us to shut down due to sickness."
"Hmph. Your fancy pamby words aside. You're right." Dad took a sip of his beer while he thought. "If it turns serious, then we can offer anyone who really wants to work here the guest room. Any objections, family?" Brenda was the only one who spoke up with an evil grin.
"Sara isn't gonna talk to you, even if she lives here. Not even if you were the last surviving man on Earth."
"Shut up, Brenda!" I threw a pillow at her, which she caught and made kissy faces with to further annoy me.
Sara was a waitress at the restaurant who had recently joined. I worked with dad in the kitchen and back management, while she worked with Aunt Val and Brenda in the front, so I hadn't had much chance to speak with her. But from what I had seen, she seemed nice and extremely hot. To get better tips, she had copied the dress style of Aunt Val, and her C cup breasts stuck out in all the right places for me.
"Kids. Stop." Dad gave his warning a bit louder, and a bit more forcefully than mom had, but we both still shut up at his words. After glaring at us for a bit, he made his decision. "We'll stay open, even if it turns into a big deal and everywhere else closes. Because juicy burgers and cold milkshakes is the undying promise of The Sidewalk Burger."
His ultimatum delivered, dad gave a small burp, took another swig of his beer, and turned the TV back on, but he turned the channel over to an old TV show's reruns instead of the news.
The only employee who agreed to move into our guest room was Sara. Apparently she said she would only do it in exchange for overtime, which dad agreed to. Less than a week after she moved in though, all of us got infected with the FUTA virus. Dad unfortunately succumbed to the virus, and left me to manage a business that I seriously did not want.
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Jan 30th 20xx
"Martin." Brenda whined and extended each syllable in my name. "I wanna go on break! Can I please go on break? Please! Pretty please! Pretty please with a cherry on top!"
I sighed in annoyance. It had been a couple weeks since dad had passed away and we were working together in the kitchen of The Sidewalk Burger. There was some family talk about closing for safety and grieving purposes, but we needed to pay for dad's funeral expenses. Also we found out that the SOB had left us with a small mountain of gambling debts. Nothing too big, around $30K, but still enough that we needed to keep the restaurant open. So I used up my pocket money and personal college savings to set up the business with an online presence and we were now doing a decent business with pickup only.
As for the emerging FUTA virus, it has definitely turned into a big deal. Last time I checked, President Diben is planning on declaring a nationwide lockdown on Feb 1st. Apparently he's giving a couple days warning to give everyone time to stock up on supplies.
"Martin!" Brenda's whines brought me back to earth. "I really want to take a break! Can I take a break yet!?"
"No! Stop whining!" I spoke in a clipped tone to get her attention. "And put your tits away! I don't want to look at my sister's tits!"
"Aww, what's the matter? Are you getting turned on by your sister's tits?" Brenda leaned forward a bit and shook her completely bare tits. When she had gotten infected with FUTA virus, her previously D cup breasts had grown to F cup, and she complained that her bra and bikini top were now too tight.
"N-no! I just don't want to see them. C-could you maybe put on a shirt or something?" I turned my eyes awkwardly away to avoid seeing her gigantic tits. If my virginal dick saw them right now then I'd definitely get a boner, and like the annoying older sister she was, Brenda would then probably tease me for weeks.
"I don't want to. A cute boy might walk by and fall in love with them. Now can I have my break or what?"
I sighed in annoyance at my sister's laziness. "No, you can't have a break yet. We still need to clean up from the lunch rush." Brenda began making her usual whining noises, so I decided to hit below the belt. "Besides, what boy would look twice at you with that monster between your legs."
"Fuck you, Martin! Just because you didn't get a big dick from the virus doesn't mean that you get to make fun of me for having one!"
"Hey, sorry to interrupt. But where's order #32?" Sara knocked on the order counter to get our attention. "The asshole is threatening to withhold his tip for the delay, even though he didn't tip on the app."
"Let me see." I looked at the pile of receipts that the printer had blasted out for lunch rush. "Is this him? The one who set his profile name as Muskyboy?"
"Yea, that's him. He ordered the avocado, mayo, pickle and sour cream burger. Don't forget the honey mustard side for his garlic fries."
After a little searching on the preorder counter, I found the order. Mom had put the foul smelling combination in an airtight bag but forgot to put it where it should have been. "Here you go Sara. I put an extra order of the garlic fries in there for his trouble. No one but him gets them anyways."
"Alright, boss." Sara took the bag, put it in the take out area and stepped back behind a line. We had set up protocols to try and limit the spread of the virus and the app had a check box people had to select to acknowledge that they understood their food was being prepared by infected people. A lawsuit for withholding information was the last thing I needed.
"What were we arguing about again?" Brenda asked me with metaphorical question marks floating over her head, seemingly having forgotten what we had been talking about less than thirty seconds ago.
"Your dick? And that no boy would want to go out with you due to it?" I braced myself for the resumption of hostilities over my comments. Instead, she just slumped over the counter and cradled her head in her hand.
"Yeah. With this between my legs, I'll probably never get laid again." Brenda heaved another depressing sigh. "It just really sucks that I'll never get fucked by a dick again."
While Brenda was in her slump, Sara walked up to the order window again. I did my best to smile in a friendly manner as her cute face that was outlined by her short blond hair half smiled at me. "Hey, boss. That was the last order, can I take a break out back?"
"Of course, take all the time you need, and here. Take this, I made it just for you." Sara took the handmade burger I had made for her and walked out the side door without another word. Brenda snorted in amusement.
"You seriously have the hots for her, don't you?"
"Shut up." I grumbled. I did like Sara, but I didn't want Brenda to know about it. Every time when I was in school and fell for a girl, I had received unrelenting teasing from my older sister. As well as a barrage of suggestions and ideas that all failed completely and usually got me branded as a weirdo.
"Sara and Martin, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! Although I doubt your virginal ass could even get as far as kissing." Brenda grinned with a devilish smile. "Maybe you just need some practice."
"Practice?" My internal alarm bells were starting to go off from her evil grin.
"Yeah, practice." Brenda cupped her large breasts in her hands and gave me a playful seductive look. "You just need to touch some real boobies and then maybe, just maybe, you will grow some balls big enough to talk to Sara."
"No! Why would I touch my sister's boobs!? Just put them away already!" I closed my eyes and waved my hands frantically. Not to say I was repulsed by the idea of touching her boobs, even though my dick hadn't gotten any bigger from the FUTA virus I had still gotten the increased libido that came with it, and the primitive monkey in my brain was jumping up and down to urge me to take advantage of the opportunity.
"C'mon! You know you want to!" I could tell from Brenda's voice that she had gotten closer, and then I felt the springy softness of her bare breasts rub against my chest. All of a sudden, she backed off. "Fuck! I just got this down!"
"What?" I slowly opened my eyes, and wished I hadn't. A giant 13 inch dick was sticking out from her beach skirt.
"Seriously!?" I shouted, my voice cracking for the first time since middle school. "First you come to work late with your tits out and now you have your d-d-dick out!"
"Quit stuttering." Brenda glared at me while trying to push her dick back under her skirt. "The only reason I came in late was to prevent this exact thing from happening. I had to jack off several times in the shower to get rid of my morning wood, and I hoped that I'd be satisfied for the rest of the day. My last boyfriend was usually satisfied by my handjobs so I figured I'd be able to keep my dick away."
"Please don't talk about your sex life! Please, just take a break, and do whatever you need to do to put your dick, and your tits, out of my sight!"
I expected Brenda to do what I do when I have an awkward boner, go into the bathroom and rub one out. Instead, she just gave me a look that I did not like.
"Hey, remember what I said about you needing experience? I was kinda being serious." I stared at her in shock while she grimaced. "What? It's not like I'm gonna find anyone one else to stick this in while the whole fucking nation is in lockdown. And since mom and Aunt Val are probably already fucking, I figure I should give you a chance."
I was taken aback by the news of mom and Aunt Val fucking. Granted, the two of them had been spending a lot of time together since dads death, but I had assumed that Aunt Val was helping mom through her grief. Mom may have married dad to get a green card and to bring her sister over to the US, but she was still very attached to him.
"Well, what do you say?" Brenda elbowed me in the ribs, somewhat more forcefully than usual to cover her embarrassment. "Wanna fuck me?"
My eyes bounced between my sister's giant tits, and throbbing cock. Tits, cock, tits, cock, tits, cock. My own cock was very confused by the dilemma. Eventually, Brenda got tired of my indecision.
"I guess I need to put things in a way that a book nerd like you can understand." Brenda cleared her throat like she was going to explain something to an idiot. "If you suck my dick, then you can fuck my pussy or ass from behind. Either say yes, or give me a break to take care of this!"
Brenda gestured downwards at her dick that was standing straight up and leaking pre cum in anticipation. It took a disappointingly short amount of time for me to come to a decision.
"Fine. But we can never tell mom about this."
"No duh, idiot. Just like you don't tell mom about my weed, and I don't tell mom about your porn stash. On a side note, who has a porn stash these days? There's way better stuff online."
"It's called manga." I rolled my eyes at Brenda's assumption. "Also, since when do you smoke weed? Mom's gonna kill you if she finds out."
"That's why she's never gonna know. Now get sucking. You aren't getting my ass until you get me to cum at least once, maybe twice, and if you can get my cock all the way down then you get my ass for the rest of the week. No questions asked."
With a sigh of resignation, I got down on my knees in front of Brenda's groin. Despite what she had said earlier, I did know about porn on the internet, so I knew how to suck a dick, but only from straight porn! I never watched dudes sucking dicks, or ever imagined that I'd be the one sucking a dick, much less my sister's dick.
"Well? Are you gonna suck my dick?" Brenda asked in a sarcastic tone. "Or are you waiting for Sara to come back so she can watch? Are you hoping to impress her in a different way to get her to fuck you too?"
Brenda's taunt had a good point. I definitely didn't want Sara to catch me like this, so I needed to get this over with fast.
Tentatively reaching up to grasp Brenda's cock, I maneuvered the throbbing rod into a horizontal position and stared into its dripping eye. I could see Brenda prepping another taunt or insult, so I took a deep breath and put the massive member in my mouth.
It had a weird, salty, and a little musky taste, but I didn't have long to focus on the taste. I had to keep going deeper, or at least that's what I thought I needed to do based on the internet videos I had seen.
4 inches, 6 inches, 8 inches, 10 inches! I got up to 10 inches before I hit my limit and couldn't fit any more in my mouth.
"Fuck! This feels amazing! Now I know why guys always wanted me to give them a blowjob!" Brenda put a hand on the back of her head, while her other hand cupped her breast. "But you need to go deeper! Just ignore that gag reflex, and go deEPER!"
My head was forced forward until my nose bounced against her navel. Every alarm bell in my body was blaring red alert, telling me to back up, and get this giant 13 inch dick out of my mouth. I went back a little, but Brenda's hand on my head had full control.
"Fuck yes! Your skinny pale throat is so tight! This feels way better than a handjob! Keep doing that with your mouth!" I couldn't see anything except Brenda's stomach bouncing against my nose again and again, but it sounded like she was enjoying this. Somehow I was still able to breathe, and the gag reflex that I had heard about wasn't kicking in for whatever reason, so I felt like I could do this for a while. However, her cock was so big that I couldn't do anything with my tongue or lips and this was getting a bit boring.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck yes! I'm cumming!" Brenda smushed my face against her body as she trembled in pleasure and let the baby batter go nearly directly to my stomach. It had taken less than five minutes for her to cum, and since she had asked to cum multiple times, I mentally prepared myself for this to continue for a while.
After more than twenty minutes of this pattern repeating multiple times, Brenda finally released her grip on my curly hair. I immediately reached for the strongest soda possible to wash the taste of dick out of my mouth. Taking a long swig of Mtn. Do, while Brenda leaned against the counter, panting for breath.
"Fuck, that felt awesome. Not bad, little bro. I don't think any of my friends could take a dick as well as you did. Are you sure you aren't swinging for the other team?"
The gag reflex that hadn't bothered me at all while giving the blowjob, kicked in now, causing me to cover my mouth and gag. "No! I was just doing it to fuck you in the ass! Now I've held up my end of the bargain, time for you to pay up!"
"Alright, alright, no need to get huffy. Here." Brenda dropped her beach skirt to reveal that she wasn't wearing any underwear, and was now completely nude in the restaurant kitchen. She then bent over on the counter. "Fuck me wherever you want, you earned it."
I undid the zipper on my jeans, and let my 7 inch dick out. Some guys' online had reported that their dicks had grown substantially after getting infected by the FUTA virus, but that was not the case for me. All that happened to me was some flue like symptoms and an increased sex drive, thus my lack of hesitation to fuck my sister.
Placing my hands on Brenda's generous hips, I plunged my dick into her slick pussy. It felt better than I had ever imagined! My V-card is finally gone! I was no longer a loser 18 year old virgin!
"This feels incredible, sis!" I began pumping my hips, and moving her ass in the rhythm.
"Yeah, yeah, I know my pussy is awesome. Now hurry up, Sara will be coming back from break soon." Brenda reached for her phone and started scrolling through social media. Evidently my skills and dick were severely lacking for my over sexed older sister. I made a mental note to look up sex tips and tricks to make this more interesting for her. Or at the very least, make it pleasurable enough that she wasn't disinterestedly checking her phone.
"Fuck! I'm cumming!" I let my load of baby batter loose in Brenda's pussy less than five minutes after I started. And unlike Brenda's dick, mine started deflating as soon as the orgasm passed.
"Com'n, Martin! If you're gonna cum inside me then wear a condom! Or stick it in my ass when you are about to cum. If I get pregnant now, mom is gonna kill both of us, then go to a witch doctor to zombify us, kill us again, go to the priest to resurrect us, kill us again, and then dance on our graves."
"Ok, sorry, I didn't think about that." Brenda was probably right about mom's reaction so I made a very emphatic mental note to never cum in my sister's pussy ever again.
"Just be sure to remember that in the future." Brenda rolled her eyes while pulling her beach skirt back up and making sure that her dick was not bulging through it.
"Wait, in the future?"
"Well, you got my cock down with your blowjob, and I promised that if you did, then you could fuck me for the rest of the week. So if you want some tips on how to fuck a pussy properly, come to my room tonight after dinner and I'll give you a fuck and dessert." Brenda gave me a seductive wink that would have bowled me over in love, if it had come from anyone but my annoying older sister. My cutting retort was never delivered though, Sara came back inside from her break so I hurriedly zipped up my pants, and got back to work.
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Feb 5th, 20xx
I took a deep swig of ginger ale as I plopped down at my desk. After nearly a week of sucking Brenda's dick, I had found that this was the most effective way of washing out the taste of her dick. Not that it was an unpleasant taste, but the aftertaste was worse than cough syrup.
"Alright, now to get to the paperwork." Like any restaurant, there was a mountain of paperwork that came with it. Mom never bothered to learn it and was still grieving anyway, Aunt Val and Brenda couldn't be trusted with this work due to their airheaded qualities, so I was left to run the place.
After looking for a functional pen, I began working through the backlog. Dad had never digitized anything, and I was forced to work the old fashioned way, while trying to move paperwork onto my computer.
A few hours later, at nearly midnight, there was a soft knock at my door. "Martin, it's me, Aunt Val. Can I come in?"
I wasn't sure why Aunt Val was knocking on my door at this hour, but I was too tired to object. "Sure, come on in."
Aunt Val quietly came in and sat down on my bed. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt, but I could tell she wasn't wearing anything underneath. The nipples of her new I cup tits poked through the fabric and her glistening pussy and flaccid cock, were fully exposed below the hem of the shirt. Normally having a bare butt on my bed would piss me off, but after dealing with the mountain of paperwork, I was too tired to care.
"What do you want, Aunt Val?" I rubbed the bridge of my nose to try and wake up a little.
"I just came to see how you are doing, Martin." Aunt Val gave a motherly smile. "You've been so busy since your dad passed away, and I just wanted to let you know that myself and your mother appreciate your hard work."
"How's mom doing?" I asked in concern. "Any better?"
Aunt Val shrugged a bit dismissively. "There are good days and bad days. Your dad might not have been father or husband of the year, but your mom made him the center of her life for over twenty years. So it's been tough for her."
I nodded in understanding. I respected my dad, even liked him when he was sober. But he had never been the best dad. He had been completely focused on his business and only noticing his family when they were working in the business.
"So how are you doing, Martin?" Aunt Val's question brought me out of my thoughts. "How are you coping with your dads death?"
"I'm managing." I gave a sigh as I glanced at the pile of paperwork. "Dad left me with too much work for me to think about his death. Fortunately he taught me how to run the back end of the business before passing."
"Well I for one am very thankful for your hard work." Aunt Val leaned forward in her usual manner that emphasized her cleavage. I felt my cock twitch, even though I had just cum in Brenda's ass earlier tonight. She then gave a seductive smile that had gotten her laid more times than I can count. "If you want, I can give you a tit job as my way of saying thanks."
"Aunt Val!?" My eyes snapped open in surprise. Truth be told, her voluptuous figure had fueled many wet dreams, but I never expected my fantasies to come true!
Aunt Val took my silence for indecision, and subtly shifted her smile to one of amusement.
"Don't act so surprised, I know you and Brenda are fucking. You aren't nearly subtle enough about it. If your mom wasn't so distracted, then she would be in the midst of a resurrection ritual so that she could kill you both a third time round after finishing the salsa on your graves. So what do you say?" Aunt Val slowly took off her shirt. She was now completely nude and sitting on my bed with a seductive smile. "Do you want me to give you a tit job? Perhaps more?"
"A-a t-tit job p-please." I pinched my cheek to make sure I hadn't fallen asleep and was now having the best dream of my life. Thankfully I was fully awake. Aunt Val chuckled at my reaction while getting on her knees in front of my groin and unzipping my jeans.
"You know, you aren't a virgin anymore. You don't have to be so nervous about casual sex." Aunt Val slipped my underwear down, and pulled my cock out. "Not bad, I can see why Brenda is enjoying this so much."
My dick had slowly grown over the past couple days, and was now at a respectable 9 inches. Still smaller than Brenda's 13 inch dick though, and somehow smaller than Aunt Val's flaccid cock.
"You really think Brenda's enjoying my dick?" I asked in disbelief. "Every time I'm fucking her ass or pussy, she's usually on her phone and doesn't make a sound."
"She just doesn't want you to know how much she likes it." Aunt Val began rubbing at my quickly stiffening dick with a smile. "She doesn't want her nerdy little brother to have the satisfaction of knowing that your dick is making her cum. As for making noises, we girls mostly do those so the dicks fucking us know they are doing a good job. Or for porn videos." She flashed me a quick grin, as if to say that she had seen my browser history, before taking my entire cock in her mouth in one go.
"Holy fuck! That feels good." Aunt Val managed to take the entire 9 inches in her mouth with ease, and the way she maneuvered and swirled her tongue was with the skill of a pro.
With her otherworldly level of blowjob abilities, it took me less than ten minutes to cum, and then somehow she managed to keep me erect and cum a second and third time! I had never experienced anything like that before, but it felt amazing. As I came down from my third orgasm, Aunt Val flashed me a smile, with small strands of cum decorating her tongue and lips.
"Well, how did that feel? Are you feeling thanked now?" Aunt Val sat down on my bed and took a sip of my ginger ale.
"That was incredible! Can you teach me how to do that thing with your tongue?" I figured that if I could do that with Brenda, I'd be able to get her to cum faster so I could fuck her ass sooner.
"I guess I could teach you a few tricks, but I wouldn't do it for free." I didn't like the sound of her voice, so I slowly opened my eyes and saw something that sent chills down my spine.
Aunt Val's gargantuan dick pulsed and throbbed in between her tits, nearly reaching up to her chin at a full 20 inches long, and it was almost too thick to wrap your hand around. Just above the huge dick, Aunt Val was smiling in a way that set off several internal alarm bells.
"If I were to teach you how to give a blowjob that would make the guys toes curl, and I guess girls now too, I'd want something in return. I know this is too big for you to blow like you do for your sister. So I'm going to fuck you in the ass."
"T-t-that's too big!" I said in a panic, while my butt clenched instinctively. "I could never fit anything that big inside my body!"
"It's not that... Well, I suppose it is bigger than any of the toys in my room. But you'd be surprised how flexible the ass is. One time during a spring break party, I attracted a bunch of randy college students around me at the bar. I got one dick in my mouth, one in my pussy, as for the last two, they turned out to be bi so they both fucked my ass at the same time. And then another time-"
"Stop! Stop!" I waved my hands frantically while shaking my head. I didn't need, or want, to hear about my aunt's sex life. The first, and last time, I asked an older friend who had graduated before me about his first sexual encounter, trying to be a manly buddy, it turned out that he had fucked my aunt in a beach changing room. Never made that mistake again.
Aunt Val smiled in quiet and mature amusement at my panicked response. "Well, to sum it up, I'm sure your ass can take this. Tell you what, I'll fuck your ass tonight, then you can fuck me at least once and I'll teach you how to make Brenda, or Sara, climax like they never have before. And if you like my cock up your ass, then I'll keep giving you lessons until the girls pussy's start dripping just from you giving them a look. So what do you say?"
"...Fine. How am I supposed to do this? Do I get on top of it? Or do I just sit here?" Aunt Val chuckled at my confused look.
"For tonight, I'll do everything. So just lay face down on the bed, and relax every muscle that you can. I'll be a lot more gentle than when I lost my butt virginity. That asshole pounded my asshole like a jackhammer."
"Aunt Val!" I protested the recounting of yet another sexual encounter.
"Ok, ok, I'll stop talking about my past. Now take off your clothes and lay down on the bed. I'll be right back with some lube." Aunt Val stood up, and without putting her shirt back on, she exited my room and left me by myself.
I looked down at my cock, it was rock hard again from seeing the bouncing of my aunt's tits. With a sigh that somehow contained both resignation and excitement, I stripped buck naked, got on my bed face down, and tried to relax. Several minutes later, I heard my door open, and who I assumed was Aunt Val, entered my room.
"Are you ready, Martin?" I nodded into my pillow. "Ok, now normally we would work our way up to a cock my size, but after seeing how easily you take Brenda's dick, I'm pretty sure that the FUTA virus gave you increased flexibility and stretchiness. A lot of people posted online about how they could take dicks and toys of crazy sizes after getting infected, so you should be fine. But let me know if you can't take any more and I'll stop. Now take a deep breath, in and out, in and out."
Closing my eyes, I followed Aunt Val's instructions and relaxed everything. Trying my best to loosen up my butthole for the giant dick about to enter. Not an easy task, considering that the gargantuan meat pole kept appearing every time I closed my eyes.
"Alright, I'm going in now." I felt a slight pressure at my ass, and then it was in. My cock released a load of cum from the pleasure, leaving a damp patch on the bed, and that was just from the head! Inch after inch entered my ass, and with each fingerbreadth of her giant shaft, my levels of pleasure went higher and higher.
"I'm all the way in." Aunt Val's voice sounded like it was coming through a bunch of pillows to my dopamine doused brain. "I knew you could take it, Marty, I'm gonna start fucking you now, so just say uncle when you've had enough."
The extremely full feeling in my ass diminished by several inches, and then she went all the way back in again. Once again, my dick let out another load of baby batter on the bed in pure bliss.
"Fuck this is tight." Aunt Val muttered to herself after a while. "Hopefully I'll get to keep fucking this tight ass." I hoped she would keep fucking my ass, but I couldn't say that right now since I was too busy enjoying myself.
After around forty five minutes of non stop pounding, and several cumshots from both me and Aunt Val, she withdrew her dick and flopped down next to me in exhaustion. "Fuck, that was way better than I thought it would be. Martin, you can seriously take a cock like a champ! How was that for you?"
It took me a few minutes to come down from my orgasmic high and somehow avoid falling asleep, but I eventually turned my head on my pillow to look at the flushed face of my aunt who was panting for breath on my only other pillow.
"I-I guess it was alright." I didn't want to say that it was the best thing ever, because I had an instinctual need to preserve my standing as a straight dude. Perhaps it was a holdover from my highschool days, when the obviously in the closet bully used to pick on any kid who liked any color lighter than dark blue. But my bluffing failed completely, Aunt Val just smiled knowingly at me, and kissed my forehead.
"Ok, well I know it's late. But let me know whenever you want to cash in your sex lesson, I'm sure Brenda will help you out too. Right, Brenda?"
"Sure, as long as I can fuck his ass too." Brenda's tired voice came from my desk chair, I turned my head on my pillow to see her face and tits covered in her own cum, and her cock was deflating and dripping cum on my floor. Evidently she had been watching the whole time!
"What the fuck are you doing here, Brenda?" I asked incredulously. "Shouldn't you be on your phone or something?"
"Aunt Val said that I needed to learn how to fuck you in the ass, and offered to show me how to do it. I have to say, you really can take a cock!"
"Shut up!" I partially got up and threw my pillow at her. She was too tired to dodge, and took the pillow straight to the face. The recoil of me throwing the pillow made me bounce against Aunt Val's semi hard cock, and revealed the damp patch on my bed.
"Looks like you had more fun than you're willing to admit." Aunt Val said with a teasing grin. "I doubt that would be pleasant to sleep on, so why don't you both join me in my bed."
"Wait, why is Brenda gonna be sleeping in your bed?" I asked. "Why can't she sleep in her own fucking bed?"
"Because when I found her, she had already soaked her bed in cum and will be doing the laundry tomorrow to prevent it from smelling." Aunt Val said sternly. "Your mother may be oblivious right now to you two fucking, but a bed stinking of cum won't get by her. So you two can join me in bed for tonight, but starting tomorrow, wear condoms if you jack off or fuck in bed. Because sleeping in my bed won't always be an option, especially when I have company." She winked meaningfully at both of us.
"Fine. But no funny business. Brenda and I need to be on time for work tomorrow."
"Com'n kids, let's go." Aunt Val got up off the bed before helping the two of us up, and together we made our way down the hall, fully nude, to Aunt Val's room where we collapsed in a pile and slept like the dead until morning.
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Feb 15th, 20xx
"Martin, are you ok? You seem to be a bit stiff." I jumped a little as mom looked up at me in concern. We were washing the dinner plates together in the home kitchen. Last night, both Aunt Val and Brenda had fucked me in the ass for for over three hours before bed, so of course I was moving a bit stiff today.
"I'm fine mom. I've... taken up working out. Yeah, exercising, since there's nothing else to do I decided to try and do some basic exercises. Push Ups, sit-ups, squats, and a few planks." I couldn't exactly tell my mom that I was fucking her sister and daughter, and that they were fucking me back, so I did my best to lie through my teeth.
Mom stared at me suspiciously for a bit before returning to the dishes. "Well don't work yourself too hard. I realize that when your father died it left a lot on your shoulders, but be sure to take some time for yourself now and again. Play some of your video games or read those picture books that you like."
I rolled my eyes when mom called my comics and manga 'picture books'. Of course, I made sure that mom didn't see me roll my eyes, I wasn't feeling suicidal.
"Thanks, mom. But I'm doing fine. More importantly, how are you doing?"
Mom sighed depressingly. "I'm doing ok, it's a bit tough getting used to your dad not being around. But I'm slowly learning to adjust. I will say though, it's nice to not have to clean mountains of beer cans, beer bottles, and clothes off the floor."
"Was dad really that bad?" I searched my memories and saw that dad drank a lot, but I never saw the mountains of detritus that mom described. She chuckled as she saw my scrunched up face.
"You never saw it because your dad mostly made the messes in the bedroom, the messes he made in the house just blended into you kids and Aunt Val's messes. I swear, none of you could ever find a laundry hamper or garbage can to save your lives." Mom and I both laughed at the memories. My laugh may have been a bit more awkward since I was the cause of her frustration and was slightly embarrassed.
When mom finished her trip through memory lane, she started talking again with a relaxed smile. "But still, I'm glad that everyone is here for me. Your Aunt Val especially. I don't think I could have made it through this season of life without her. She just seems to reach spots that no one else can, and stimulate me in the best way possible."
I had to do a double take at that last sentence. During our fuck sessions, neither Brenda nor I had gotten a chance to ask Aunt Val if she was actually fucking mom. So was mom subtly trying to signal that she knew about us all fucking? I decided to try and ask about it with equal subtlety.
"So how are you doing with the after effects of the FUTA virus? I know Aunt Val now has a huge rack and an enormous di-"
SLAP!
I saw stars as the pain of mom's slap on my cheek stung unmercifully. I shook my head for a few minutes while waiting for the ringing in my ears to subside. When it did though, I wished it would come back.
"-ver, ever talk about your aunt's body again! You are to never look below her nose, and if I ever, EVER, catch you ogling her, then I will rip your dick off, and stuff it up your ass! Now go to your room and think about what you just said!" Mom then took a spoon and swatted at my sore ass several times until I started towards the stairs to my room with a spring of panic in my steps.
Turning the corner on the stairs, I was about to bounce up to my room when I heard the start of an interesting conversation coming from the living room.
"Is it just me, Aunt Val, but is Marty's dick getting bigger? At first I thought it was our lessons on how to fuck us, but I'm starting to feel more full when he enters my ass."
"No, it's not just you." Aunt Val replied with a chuckle. "I'm pretty sure he's up to 10, maybe 11 inches now. A couple more weeks and he might just get bigger than you. On the bright side, you will always have bigger breasts than him."
"Yeah, but I would still have the smallest tits in the house." Brenda whined. "I mean, have you seen mom's tits?! They're just barely smaller than yours and your tits are massive gazongas! Look! I can't fit even one of them in both hands!"
I
peeked around the corner, and at that angle, I could barely see Brenda and Aunt Val sitting on the couch, they were both wearing oversized t-shirts, and since mom was out and about they were also wearing yoga pants that did nothing to hide their semi hard cocks. Brenda was currently groping one of Aunt Val's tits through her shirt as her cock was growing down the leg of her pants.
"Don't worry about that too much." Aunt Val said. "If you have a kid or two then your breasts will probably get a size or two larger. Or you might wake up one day with giant tits from the virus having a weird night."
"A kid or two, huh?" Brenda squeezed her braless F cup tits through her shirt while slowly thinking it over. "Maybe next time I get pregnant, I'll keep the kid around. Mom has been getting on my case lately about finding a guy to give her a grandkid."
"Like the enthusiasm, kid, but don't have a kid just for bigger tits. Try giving more tit jobs to Martin, and they will grow on their own. That's how I got my tits, I gave a boat load of tit jobs on the beach to college students when I was your age. And I'm being literal about the boat load, I somehow ended up being the only girl on a party boat full of horny spring breakers when I was around your age, and after getting through all of them my tits were DD cups."
"Aunt Val!" Brenda shook her head to try and shake the image of Aunt Val fucking her way through a college dorm. "Geez! Sounds like you had too much stamina even before getting infected by the FUTA virus."
"Yeah, ever since getting infected, I've been feeling as horny as I did at eighteen, maybe even more so. But I still don't have the stamina I had back then."
"Wait, you had even more stamina back then?" Brenda asked in shock. "Last night we fucked for over three hours before hitting our limit, and you're saying you could have gone longer in your prime?!"
"Definitely." Aunt Val said with confidence. "I'm finding that I'm actually regaining stamina each day we are fucking together, so possibly in a month or two I'll be back at peak performance and then I can show you two how to really fuck."
"Wow, I'm sure mom is loving every day with this meat stick." Aunt Val cocked her head to the side.
"What do you mean? Your mom and I aren't fucking."
"But, you've been spending all that time in her room..."
"Yes, but I've been helping her grieve! You seriously think I've been fucking my sister when she is getting over the loss of her husband?!"
"... Not after you said that." Brenda's voice came out as an embarrassed squeak, while Aunt Val shook her head in annoyance.
"Look, your mother has always been the responsible one, and not one to indulge herself sexually, so she probably has been ignoring her cock and breasts completely. She will likely continue to do so for the foreseeable future, but if she ever approaches me for relief, then I'll let you know, and then maybe you and Martin can join in. If you two aren't busy fucking each other at the time."
"Thanks, Aunt Val." Brenda gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Hopefully that day will come soon."
"THAT DAY WILL NEVER COME YOU FUCKING WHORES!" Mom burst into the living room, screaming like a banshee. "Not only are you using these god forsaken penises, but you are fucking each other! And did I hear you mention Martin's dick!?
Are you fucking Martin too?! Why, you should both be ashamed of yourselves!"
"That's enough, Perla!" Aunt Val stood up from the couch, and since she was a bit taller than mom, she looked down at her. "Calling these dicks 'god forsaken' is going too far! As for fucking each other, who else are we going to fuck!? Before I started fucking your kids, I couldn't concentrate, I couldn't eat, I couldn't even sleep without my dick constantly begging for attention! So tell me, Perla, how are you coping with the FUTA virus?!"
Aunt Val lifted up mom's shirt with a flourish, revealing H cup tits that were straining the hell out of an exercise bra, and a 17 inch cock whose head barely peeked above the bra, and was leaking precum into a swollen condom. I could see Brenda's eyes widen, clearly impressed by what she saw.
"A-a-at least I'm not fucking my kids!" Mom protested while pushing her shirt back down.
"But why not?" Aunt Val asked. "Because it's wrong according to society? They are consenting adults who can make their own decisions, and so are you. And we all need to take care of our mental health while we are dealing with the virus. So please, give it a try, I promise you won't regret it."
"B-but, I-I don-, a-ah." Mom was left with a flapping mouth as Aunt Val wrapped her in a hug, she then gave mom a deep, loving, tender kiss, as she rubbed the bulge in mom's shirt.
"Doesn't that feel good?" Aunt Val asked with a loving smile towards her younger sister. "How about we take this off. Brenda, a little help?"
"Sure thing, Aunt Val!" Brenda hopped off the couch and got on the other side of mom, and together, they got mom's shirt off, and the bra soon followed.
"There we go, doesn't that feel better, Perla? I'm frankly not sure how you were able to breathe with that thing holding your tits in. Now it's our turn." Aunt Val and Brenda quickly ditched their shirts, and since they weren't wearing bras, their tits were immediately free. Another second later, their half hard cocks were bouncing on the outside of their yoga pants.
"Now, Brenda, you know what to do." Aunt Val winked at Brenda, who got on her knees and started sucking mom's cock.
"B-but this is wro-, fuck that feels good." Mom half heartedly protested for a minute, before pulling Aunt Val in for a long kiss. When they disengaged from the kiss, mom gave a small smile. "I see that you've been teaching your tricks to my daughter."
Aunt Val returned the smile with a knowing one. "Yep, she's a very attentive student, and Martin isn't too far behind. Give them another couple weeks and they will be able to get anyone to cum in seconds using only their tongues."
"That's... impressive? Whatever, just keep doing whatever you are doing down there Brenda."
Thanks to Aunt Val's training, Mom only lasted a few minutes before cumming in Brenda's mouth. She cummed again within seconds when Aunt Val put a finger in her ass.
"Fuck, that felt way better than any time I was with Bob. Thank you, Val, thank you, Brenda. So now what do we do?" Mom appeared unsure what to do next, evidently dad was a one and done type of lover.
"Now we lose the pants and let the real fun begin!" Aunt Val and Brenda took off their yoga pants to reveal their glistening pussies, and then they helped mom remove her panties.
"O-ok, but nothing in my butt!" Mom said while clenching her ass in response to some traumatic memory.
"Fine. Brenda, you get my ass tonight." Aunt Val softly shoved Brenda onto the couch, before promptly sitting on her cock ass first.
Fuck, Aunt Val! Your ass is as awesome as always!"
"Yes, I know." Aunt Val began bouncing on Brenda's cock, while smiling invitingly at her sister. "So you can either get on my cock, sis, or you can fuck my pussy. Take your time on deciding, Brenda and I have all the time in the world."
Mom spent a few minutes on the decision, glancing between Aunt Val's bouncing cock, and her dripping pussy. Finally, she decided to take the road less traveled, and plunged her dick into Aunt Val's pussy.
"Fuck! This is what using a penis feels like!? This is wonderful! I love you so much Val!" Mom then grabbed Aunt Val's neck and pulled her in for a kiss.
"Do I get a kiss too, mom?" Brenda asked from behind Aunt Val.
"Of course, darling." Mom had to stretch her neck a bit, but she gave Brenda an equally long and loving kiss.
The three of them kept fucking like this for well over half an hour, until at least a dozen or so loads had been dumped into Aunt Val, and her midsection was starting to bulge a little from the excessive amounts of cum. Mom tapped out first, pulling out of her sister's pussy, and collapsing on the couch.
"Well, Perla? That wasn't so bad, was it?" Aunt Val asked while still gently riding Brenda's cock. "I'll bet you feel a lot better now."
There was silence for several minutes, before mom whispered in a barely audible tone. "What have I done? I've fucked my sister, gotten a blowjob from my daughter, and I've found out that they are all fucking each other. I'm a failure as a mother, and an older sister."
Mom rushed upstairs to her room, tears and cum trailing behind her. Fortunately for me, she was too distraught to notice me on the stairs with my dick out, or the large puddle of cum near my feet.
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March 16th, 20xx
"Martin!" A very familiar, yet no less annoying, whine was heard in the kitchen of the burger joint. "Can I take a break?"
We had just closed for the night, so there were no orders that still needed to be sent out via app or picked up, but we still needed to finish cleaning the place. Taking a quick look around at how much was left before looking at the clock, I gave my response.
"You know the drill. If you want a break, then you have to blow me." A brief image of me getting called into HR for saying that, flashed in my mind before vanishing in a puff of humor. I was the HR for this business.
"Alright, but I'm gonna fuck you twice as hard in the ass tonight." Brenda got on her knees with an annoyed sigh before unzipping my jeans and fishing my cock out.
"Fuck, I think this thing has gotten bigger! It might be nearly as big as mine!"
"Less talking, more sucking." I said while writing the day's numbers on a clipboard. "The sooner you finish, the sooner you can take your break."
Less than five minutes later, I was stuffing my dick back in my jeans while Brenda was wiping the cum from her lips. After so much of Aunt Val's training, she had gotten scarily good at sucking dicks.
"Later, nerd." Brenda moved towards the door that connected the restaurant to our living area, but she paused before leaving. "Y'know, now's probably the perfect time to talk to Sara. She's probably feeling lonely right about now."
Before I could ask for more advice, or ask what she meant, Brenda hastily exited the kitchen, and left me with several unanswered questions. Looking around the seating area that had been unused for months, I spotted Sara in one of the booths, scrolling through her phone.
Taking a large gulp of ginger ale for courage, I took a deep breath, calmed myself, and walked over to my crush. Apparently, several months of non stop fucking had not helped me get over my nervousness when talking to girls.
"H-hey, how are you doing, Sara?" I sat down across from Sara in the booth. My friendly overture was less than successful though, she didn't even look up from her phone and barely gave an acknowledging grunt. I decided to try another angle.
"What are you looking at on your phone? Is it the news?" This earned me an eye roll, and a dismissive glance, but this time she answered verbally.
"Picture of my son." Sara put the phone on the table, showing off a picture of what looked like a one year old boy and an older couple holding him. "My parents were able to take him to one of the new quarantine centers. Fortunately none of them were infected, but I'll probably never get to see him again unless they make a vaccine or cure for this." Sara glanced down meaningfully at her E cup tits that were stretching her tank top.
"Wait, your son? Aren't you just a bit older than me?" Last time I had checked out employee records, Sara was only nineteen years old, and didn't have a spouse or beneficiary listed. So I wasn't sure how she was old enough to have a kid.
"Yep, I'm only nineteen. I dropped out of highschool at eighteen to marry my school sweetheart. Then he left me six months later with a kid on the way and a mountain of debt. That's why I took your dad's offer to live and work here. So that I could help my parents take care of little Tyler. Hopefully I'll get to hold him again someday."
So many things clicked into place with her rather depressing story. Her overworked demeanor, depressed air, and no nonsense attitude towards my sister or the idea of taking time off for fun. Sensing that any attempts at asking her out would be shot down, I tried to cheer Sara up.
"I'm sure Tyler will be fine." I said with my attempt at a comforting smile. "Look on the bright side, your parents get to spend all their time with their grandson. My mom is still asking me and Brenda when we will give her a grandchild." I weakly chuckled at my own joke, letting it fade into nothing as Sara glared daggers at me.
"What do you want, boss?" Sara said curtly. Clearly not wanting to engage in further conversation with me.
"W-w-well, I was wondering." I summoned my courage like an anime protagonist, before bursting out. "Would you like to be my girlfriend?"
I was instantly hit with a crushing wave of embarrassment and cringe. Why the fuck was I asking that of a girl I had barely talked to and who clearly didn't seem to like me. Just as I was wishing for the thousandth time for the floor to open up and swallow me, Sara spoke up.
"Aren't you already fucking your sister, and I'm pretty sure your aunt too?" She didn't sound judgemental, just a bit skeptical as to why I wanted her as well in my harem. Not that it was a harem, they were probably fucking me more than I was fucking them.
"It's just sex with them. To relieve the symptoms from the FUTA virus. But I like you, I was hoping to get to know you better, and perhaps go out with you." I held my breath as I nervously awaited her answer.
Several minutes later, where each ticking second felt like an eternity, Sara stood up from the booth with a tired sigh. "Look, you're my boss, and I really don't want to get fired, so I'll just show you how the virus affected me and give you a chance to back out."
Sara grasped the hem of her beach skirt, and flipped it up. My eyes widened in surprise, and I cleaned off my glasses to make sure I wasn't seeing things. I was expecting a cock, but what I wasn't expecting was two cocks hanging down flaccid against her thighs.
"Well, if you want to pretend this never happened then I'll go along with it, boss." Sara let her skirt down and looked at me expectantly.
I could see that she was expecting me to scramble out of the booth and never speak to her again. There was a sadness, depression, and melancholy in her face that called out for me to cheer her up. I wasn't sure how well our personalities meshed for a long term relationship, but all that mattered to me right now was bringing a smile to her mousy face.
Calling upon my last reserves of courage, I stood up from the booth, brushed Sara's blond hair aside, and lightly kissed her lips. "I don't care how many cocks you have, I like you, and I want to go out with you."
A small spark of a smile appeared on Sara's lips, it wasn't much of one, but it was better than the abject depression of before. Since she didn't slap me, or push me away, or kick me in the balls, (all things that happened to me in highschool when I asked girls out.) I went in for a deeper, and longer kiss.
Around a half minute later, we broke off the kiss, both of us panting for breath. Sara smiled shyly at me. "So, boss. Do I get a raise for fucking the manager?"
I chuckled, equally shyly. "I'll give you a bonus if you do a good job. Maybe I'll even pay for a company vacation for the two of us on the beach."
"The beach does sound nice." Sara said while slowly unbuckling my pants. "I haven't been to the beach for years. I've always had to work."
"I'll take you to the beach, to the mountains, to the hills, and even the roller coaster park with the giant mouse. And we'll fuck at each one of them." I could feel my dick rising, and I felt two rods poking my leg through Sara's skirt. I took off her tank top before paying attention to her tits.
"That sounds amazing! Although you will need to wear a condom until I'm wearing a ring. Fool me once, shame on me, fool me twice... Fuck that feels good." Sara dropped her skirt, and helped me get my shirt off, so now we were both nude in the restaurant dining room. "Just this once, you can fuck me without protection. But only this once!"
The booth seats were cushioned with discount plastic leather seat cushions that had lost about half of their fluff, but neither of us cared at the moment. Sara sat down in the booth and leaned back, her erect 15 inch cocks out of the way, leaving her pussy open for me.
Slowly, I thrust my own 12 inch cock into her dripping pussy. Recalling all the lessons that Aunt Val and Brenda had taught me on how to get and give the most in a sexual encounter.
"Fuck! I've fucking needed this." Sara said, closing her eyes in bliss. "I left all my toys at home, and I've been stuck using my hands whenever my dicks absolutely needed attention. You are surprisingly good at this."
"Well, Brenda and my Aunt Val have been giving me tips on how to fuck them better. They said that they needed a better fucking than my semivirginal attempts, so they taught me how to get better. And I'm now realizing that this is lousy pillow talk." Sara giggled in amusement.
"It is, it is really fucking lousy pillow talk. But it's cute, and so are you. Now fuck me harder, cute boss."
Taking at her word, I began fucking Sara harder. Causing the booth and the table we were leaning against to bang against the wall rhythmically, and orgasmic cries to sound off into the empty room.
Fifteen minutes later, I had gotten Sara to cum several times, sprinkling the table, chair, and her breasts with her cum. I pulled out slowly so that I could show off my oral skills that Aunt Val had literally pounded into me. But once I was down by her groin, I was met with a conundrum. Which dick do I blow?
As I was contemplating my choices, I heard an unexpected voice that caused us both to jump in surprise.
"Need a hand, or should I say, a mouth, bro?" Brenda was leaning over the booth, she was completely nude, her dick was sticking straight out and a small puddle of precum was accumulated on the floor. Sara tried to hurriedly cover her tits and cocks with her hands, but Brenda waved dismissively.
"A bit late for that. I've been watching you two lovebirds since you got started. Besides, I'm here to help." Brenda knelt down beside me with a grin. "You take the left one, and I'll take the right one. Let's find out if they can cum at the same time or not."
Brenda then began sucking on the cock nearer to her, not wanting to be left behind, I followed her example. Sara was about to begin objecting to her date's sister sucking her off, but her protests were soon consumed by moans of pleasure.
"Fuck! The two of you combined are incredible! I'm cuming again! Fuck! I'm CUMMING!" Sara's yells of ecstacy echoed through the restaurant, while her cum flowed down mine and Brenda's throats. Comparing notes later, it turned out that no matter what stimulation was applied, Sara's cocks ejaculated at the exact same time.
After several minutes, and a surprising amount of cum, Sara ran out of stamina. Her two cocks slipped out of our mouths as she lay back in the booth, panting for breath. I moved up to give her a kiss, but my head bumped into Brenda's
"Whoops, sorry about that, bro." Brenda grinned at me with awkward humor. "I'll let you take this one, you've earned it." She backed out of the booth, leaving me and Sara laying in the booth together.
One long and relaxed kiss later, Sara smiled at me. A relaxed, happy smile. "Thank you, Martin. Hopefully this dream can last for a little while, at least."
"What makes you think this is a dream?" I asked while caressing her springy breasts.
"What else can this be? I have my male boss fucking me without getting repulsed by my having two dicks, then he and his sister suck my dicks until I nearly pass out. Also, my boss wants me to be his girlfriend! It sounds like a Cinderella story!"
"Could you stop calling me boss?" I asked awkwardly. "Unless you are turning me down or friendzoning me."
"It could be her kink!" Brenda called to me from a chair across the dining area, slowly rubbing her dick while grinning like the older evil sister that she was.
"Getting fucked by the boss is a fun fantasy. Maybe we can try it tonight."
I glared daggers at Brenda, hoping against hope that she would shut up. Fortunately for me, she didn't say anything else, so I returned to my pillow talk.
"So what do you say?" I asked, with eyes full of hope. "Do you want to go out with me? Or maybe even be my girlfriend?"
"... Sure." Sara's eyes darted around the room shyly in an attempt to not look directly at me. "It's not like I have dude's lining up around the block to date the nineteen year old single mother with two dicks."
"Great! Welcome to the family!" Brenda called out from her chair. "Let's celebrate in Aunt Val's bed tonight. What do you say, Aunt Val?"
Aunt Val emerged from a blind spot in the kitchen, with a half erect cock and cum dripping down to the floor. She had a wry grin on her face as she took in the scene. "I guess we can celebrate in my bed tonight. But tomorrow we need to spend the day disinfecting and cleaning the dining area. Not to mention the front window."
"The front window?" Brenda and I asked in unison, before looking at the street facing window. Our restaurant is a tiny hole in the wall joint, with a decent sized front window. The entire surface of the window was covered with layers of cum from peeping toms.
"Next time you guys get frisky, make sure you close the curtains. Or better yet, don't fuck in the dining room at all."
"Yes, Aunt Val." Brenda and I said in an embarrassed tone.
"Yes, Miss Val." Sara said while trying to cover her tits, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of red.
"Your family now, Sara. You can call me Aunt Val like everyone else." Aunt Val smiled mischievously. "And just like everyone else, you can fuck me too. I'm eager to see how it feels to get it in the ass and pussy from one person."
Sara's cocks twitched as she looked at Aunt Val's nude form. "That... would be nice. But my pussy is only for Martin! If we are going to be fucking each other, then that's my one rule."
"Fine by me." Brenda said with an eager grin. "I want to get fucked by those cocks too!"
"Sounds like a deal. Now let's go upstairs, and after we get everything out of our systems, we can talk about how your mom was watching the whole thing from inside."
After Aunt Val's comment, there was a loud bang as the door between the living area and the restaurant slammed shut. There was another muffled bang as mom's bedroom door was loudly shut.
"S-should we do something about that?" Sara asked with a questioning look.
"Later, sweetie. For now, I have dibs on those cocks." Aunt Val gently grabbed Sara's hand and started leading her upstairs.
"I call seconds!" Brenda jumped up and started chasing after them. Her cock and tits bouncing with each step.
My own cock started stiffening at the sight, so I followed after them. Most likely I'd get fucked in the ass by whoever wasn't being fucked, but that was definitely a plus by now.
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April 1st, 20xx
"Happy April Fools Day!" Brenda rammed her dick into my ass, nearly causing me to drop my breakfast bagel in the hall.
"Fuck me, Brenda! I'm trying to eat here. Besides, I'm pretty sure that's not how you prank someone on April Fool's." My dick had shot up and shot out a blast of cum from the sudden stimulation, but I wasn't a fan of ambush fucking.
"Eh, what does it matter? I was horny, you were horny, and we were gonna fuck anyway. So it was a good excuse." Brenda kept fucking my ass while talking, and I could feel her bare tits rub against my equally nude back. Truth is, we were both completely nude, and had been for a couple days now. My jeans and Brenda's beach skirt kept getting in the way of our fucking so we had ditched them days ago.
"What's with all the noise down here? It's way too early for this type of roughhousing." Aunt Val sleepily made her way down the stairs. She was just as nude as the two of us, and cum was dripping down from her ass and pussy.
"Says the person who was fucking so loudly earlier that I couldn't sleep." I grumbled to Aunt Val. She just shrugged nonchalantly.
"What can I say? Sara needed help getting her morning wood down, and I needed some relief from my wet dreams. If we got a little loud, then you are more than welcome to fuck my ass." I could tell that Aunt Val was being completely literal in her offer, so I made a mental note for tomorrow morning.
To make things easier on us for laundry, we had started exclusively sleeping in Aunt Val's bed each night. That way we wouldn't have multiple sets of sheets to wash every morning. The downside/upside of that arrangement, was that my ass got fucked multiple times every night.
"Does that apply to me too, Aunt Val?" Brenda asked while still fucking my ass.
"You usually get rid of your morning wood with Martin's ass, but if you want to use mine then feel free. You might be able to squeeze alongside Sara in my ass." Aunt Val's half erect cock spurted some precum at the thought of two cocks in her ass and one in her pussy.
"Aww, can't I fuck your ass while Sara fucks me? That position is totally fucking awesome!" Brenda let a load of baby batter loose in my ass at the memory. She kept fucking me though, she still had a lot of rounds in the chamber.
"Y'know, you two keep talking about my dicks like they were yours. But I'm Martin's girlfriend, I'd like some alone time now and then to get fucked by him." Sara came down the stairs wearing one of my shirts, and gave me a quick kiss. "Good morning, boss."
"Good morning, Sara. You know you don't have to call me boss, right?" Sara just grinned and took a bite of my bagel.
"Is that an order, boss? Will you have to punish me tonight if I don't obey?" Sara's teasing grin made my dick, that was bouncing around thanks to Brenda's
assfuckery, go rock hard and start leaking precum.
"Nice one, sis. But you realize that you don't have to wear clothes around us? All of us have seen your tits and cocks several times by now, and know what they look like." Brenda had taken to calling Sara 'sis' lately, saying that if things worked out between me and Sara, then she would be her sister in law. Completely ignoring the fact that she was jumping the gun by at least a year or two.
"I know, but boys love it when you wear their shirts. If you ever get a boyfriend then make sure to do it whenever you stay the night. Apparently it awakens some sort of male instinct and makes them more attracted to you. I read about it in a magazine."
"She's right, Brenda." Aunt Val got behind Brenda, and started squeezing her breasts. "I used to do it during one night stands, and it almost always led to more sex in the kitchen. And I usually got to keep the shirt as a souvenir."
With that comment, Aunt Val began fucking Brenda in the pussy. Making Brenda the center of an unconventional sex sandwich.
"Fuck me, Aunt Val! Didn't you just finish fucking with Sara?" Brenda ejaculated another load into my ass, while my cum was starting to puddle on the floor.
"No, I said that Sara was fucking me. She still doesn't want any dick besides Martin's in her, and I was getting horny watching the two of you go at it. Martin, you can get off if you want and get yourself some breakfast. Sara appears to have stolen yours."
I looked at my bagel, and realized that Sara had eaten it right out of my hands without me noticing. Leaving me with only the bite sized chunk that I was holding onto directly. With a sigh, I wriggled my way out of Brenda's grip and off her cock. Letting the jizz that was erupting, splash onto the floor to mingle with mine.
"Can you bring me and your sister bagels as well? And some orange juice for everyone." Aunt Val called out orders like she did for work as a waitress, and I instinctually followed her instructions like I was in the restaurant kitchen. It wasn't until after I had passed out the bagels and orange juice that I realized I could have told them to get their own.
"So how is mom doing, Aunt Val?" I asked as I sat down with my breakfast. "Has she left her room at all since she found out about me and Sara?"
We all knew that mom had peeked from behind a mostly closed door when I had confessed to Sara over a week ago, and had even jacked off when we were fucking for the first time, but none of us had caught sight of her since then.
"I'm pretty sure she's leaving her room at night to get food and water. I'm also ninety percent sure she is peeking in on us when we are fucking. But I haven't been able to get her to open her door or come out for me."
"Should we be leaving her in there?" Sara asked in concern. "I've been reading online that some people have been experiencing weird mutations after being infected with the virus for a certain amount of time. I mean, look at me. I grew a second cock, so who knows what might be happening with Miss Perla."
"You're right, Sara. But what can we do?" Aunt Val closed her eyes as she orgasmed, and a small trickle of cum started making its way down Brenda's leg. "Forcing our way into her room, or forcing Perla to come out, might do more harm than good."
"Maybe we just need to catch mom when she's peeping." Brenda suggested while fondling one of her tits. "If she's outside of her room willingly, then we can make sure she is ok, and maybe get her to give this family fucking another try."
"Sounds like a good idea." Aunt Val had a smile that I had come to learn meant that she was scheming something. "Alright, here's the plan."
Aunt Val then laid out the plan. She and Brenda would go to her room and fuck, while me and Sara fucked in the living room. All four of us would listen for mom's door opening, and depending on who mom decided to peek on, the unwatched party would sneak up behind her, and bring her out into the open like a shy cat.
Taking her still hard and dripping dick out of Brenda, Aunt Val grabbed her hand and led her away to the designated fuck room. I sat down at the table with Sara to finish my breakfast.
"What do you think, boss? Will Miss Perla take the bait?" Sara asked with a more serious look on her face. "If we're gonna be dating, I'd kinda like to get her approval. If it turns out that she hates me then I'll need to mentally prepare."
"I'm sure she will love you." I immediately said to comfort her. "As for whether she will fall for Aunt Val's trap, probably. Mom has always been a bit nosey, no matter where I hid my porn stash as a kid, she always managed to find it within a week."
Sara giggled at my story before asking the obvious question. "Who the hell has a porn stash in the 21st century? There's way better stuff online."
"It's a long story, but what matters now is that I have something better than porn." I put my hand on Sara's thigh, and started caressing the bare skin. "I have something I can reach out to, something I can touch, something I can kiss," I softly kissed Sara on the lips, "and something I can fuck."
I gently grabbed Sara's hand, and led her to the couch. Once there, she tossed her shirt aside and lay down on the couch, smiling in anticipation for my cock.
Slowly, and with all the passion in my heart, I kissed my girlfriend while pushing my dick into her eager pussy. "I know that we've only been dating for a couple weeks, but I just want to say. I love you."
"I love you too... Martin." Sara called me by my name for the first time. The pleasure that brought me was indescribable. I cummed from the satisfaction alone! We resumed fucking, and the rest of our conversation devolved into moans of pleasure.
"Gotcha, mom!" After about an hour of us fucking, we heard Brenda's shout from around the corner, and a small scuffle broke out at the stairs. A few minutes later, Aunt Val and Brenda escorted mom into the living room.
Mom was looking a little paler and skinnier than the last time we had seen her. She was the only person in the room with clothes on, but her cock was on the outside of her yoga pants and dripping with precum. Also, we saw that Sara wasn't the only one with something extra, a third tit between the regular two was stretching mom's exercise bra to the limit.
"Mom, are you doing ok?" I asked. "We haven't seen you in weeks!"
"Could you stop fucking Sara while talking to me?" Mom glared daggers at me and Sara, I quickly withdrew my cock and sat up. Sara got up a bit more slowly, trying to cover her tits with her arm before waving shyly at mom.
Satisfied with my compliance, Mom glared at Aunt Val and Brenda, who were still tightly holding her arms. "Let go of me, now. If all this was to make sure I'm ok, then I'm ok. I'll be returning to my room now." Mom jerked around in an attempt to get free from her restrainers.
"Perla, listen to me!" Aunt Val tightened her grip on mom. "Living like this isn't healthy for you. You can't just stay in your room forever, hoping for a cure that will take at least a year or two to come out. Your family is worried about you, you need to live with us. You don't have to fuck us, yet, but at least eat meals with us. Please, Perla."
With Aunt Val's impassioned speech, mom seemed to be struck with indecision. She looked at all of us with a strange mix of love, compassion, and repulsion. The same look someone would give their dog if it brought them a cute hamster that was crawling with cockroaches.
"Mom, we love you." Brenda spoke with the most respect I'd ever heard from her in my life. "We care about you, and we want you to be a part of our lives. If you aren't comfortable with our new way of life, then we can work together to make you a part of this."
Apparently it was now my turn to speak. "Mom, I want you to meet my girlfriend, Sara. We both want you to be part of our new lives together, and don't want you to hole up in your room."
The seconds stretched into minutes as we waited for mom's response. None of us wanted to interrupt her thought process, so we all waited in silence. Eventually, after over ten minutes of tense silence, mom heavily sat down in a chair with a sigh.
Mom then surprised everyone by taking off her bra, and taking in a deep breath of air with a gasp like it had been choking her. "Fuck, that thing was getting tight." She looked at each of us lovingly in turn. "Thank you, everyone. I appreciate what you are willing to do for me, and this won't be easy for me, but if this is going to be the new normal, then I need to learn to live with it."
Standing up, and kicking off her pants, mom walked over to Sara. "Welcome to the family, I'm sure you and Martin will be very happy together. To welcome you to the family, I'd like to try out those cocks that my sister and daughter love so much."
Sara's cocks started leaking precum, but she was a bit thrown off. "Um, thank you, Miss Perla-"
"Call me mom. If you are going to date my son and be part of our family, then you can call me mom, like Martin and Brenda do." Mom pulled Sara into a hug, smushing her face into the large triple breasts.
"Ok! Ok... mom." Sara was eventually released from the smothering hug, and her cheeks slightly reddened at the prospect of calling her previous bosses wife, and current bosses mother, mom. "So, h-how do you want to take my cocks?"
"Hmm, the way you and Martin were fucking looked fun. Give me a minute to get comfortable." Mom sat down on the couch, and then shifted onto her back. She tried putting her legs behind her head like Sara had done, but gave up quickly. Despite wearing yoga pants for years, mom had never actually done yoga. "Alright, I'm ready."
Sara gave me a quick kiss, and then began slowly fucking mom. Soft moans of pleasure soon started coming from both of them.
"Alright, Martin, get your ass over here. Your older sister needs your ass on her cock, now." My own cock jumped to attention and a spike of pleasure shot through my spine at my sister's order, but I felt the need to uphold what little manliness I had.
"I'm technically your boss, and if you fuck me in the ass too hard then I'll make you clean the burger grills later." My protest was all for show though, I was already sliding my ass down on Brenda's cock as she was sitting in an easy chair.
"Oh dear, all this talk of work is bringing down the mood, Martin." Aunt Val said while moving to stand next to me. "I think you need to wash your mouth out with my cum." She moved her dripping dick against my cheek. With an external grimace, but internal thrill, I took Aunt Val's cock in my mouth and relished the flavor.
It only took a few minutes for Aunt Val to cum in my mouth, and Brenda to cum in my ass. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Sara letting out her first load into mom, and mom cumming over her tits.
"Fuck! Now I see why Brenda and Val love you so much, Sara." Mom was caressing her tits, doing her best to stimulate all three breasts at once. "Keep fucking me, keep fucking me!"
"That's it, Martin. Yes, swirl your tongue just like that." Aunt Val was clearly enjoying my blowjob, I reached out to finger her slick pussy while riding Breda's cock. "Fuck yes!"
We kept fucking like this for over a half hour, the only change that occurred during that time was my ass getting transferred to Aunt Val's cock, while Brenda moved her cock to mom's mouth.
"I'm taking a break to rehydrate." Aunt Val pushed me off her cock and left me panting on the living room chair. "I'll bring you some juice since there is one more person you need to fuck before work."
I opened my eyes hazily to see my mom standing nude in front of me. Sara's cum was dripping from her pussy and ass, while Brenda's cum decorated the corners of her mouth. Mom was looking lustfully at my 12 inch cock that was standing stiff and unsatisfied from not getting any action, while her own 17 inch cock was hanging down semi hard. After a minute of hesitation, mom positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy, and slowly slid down its length.
"Oh, Martin!" Mom's eyes closed in bliss, her cock was streaming with precum, and all three of her tits were dribbling milk. "Your cock feels just as good as I thought it would! Night after night I would watch you fuck Sara, and I had to listen to her pleasurable cries while imagining what it felt like. I'm so glad that I can finally experience this for myself!"
While I was fucking mom, Brenda walked up to Sara. "Hey, Sara. Since your boyfriend is fucking mom, mind if I fuck you?"
"You can only fuck my ass. My pussy is only for Martin." My heart throbbed with emotion when I heard that, and I wanted to fuck her right then. But since my dick was currently planted in mom, I transferred all that emotion into fucking mom.
"Fuck! I'm cumming, Martin! I'm cumming on my son's dick!" Mom's cock spurted a load of baby batter all over my chest, and all three of her tits blasted a surprising amount of milk directly into my face.
"What the fuck?!" During all my fuck sessions with everyone, this had never happened to me before. "Is this supposed to happen?"
"Not that I know of." Aunt Val's voice next to my ear caused me to jump. "Or at least I've never seen it happen to any other woman. Maybe it's another mutation from the virus?"
I instinctively licked my lips, and realized that mom's milk was freaking delicious! "Aunt Val, you've got to try this!"
Aunt Val licked my cheek, leaving a path of bare skin that was clear of milk, but now slick with her saliva. She smacked her lips several times before her face lit up. "You're right! Brenda, stop fucking Sara's ass and get over here!"
Brenda took a smear off my other cheek, while Sara kissed my forehead to get a taste. Both of them thought for a minute before smiling happily! Brenda's response was to start suckling straight from the tit like a baby, while Sara squeezed the center breast into her cupped hand.
"This is really good, boss mom!" Sara said after taking another sip of milk. "I'd love to have this in my cereal!"
"Yeah!" Brenda broke off from milking the breast she was suckling at. "Or maybe in a milkshake! Drinking that with the Ulti-burger would be awesome!"
An idea started germinating in my head, before I could say anything though. Mom kissed Aunt Val to get a taste of her own milk.
"My milk does taste good." Mom thought for a few minutes before speaking again. "So after today, I'm definitely open to getting fucked by everyone, but I'd like to take my time before using my dick."
"Sounds good, mom!" Brenda immediately started fucking mom in the ass, causing her to add another layer of cum to my chest, and milk to my face.
Aunt Val took another finger full of milk from my face, and a finger full of cum from my chest. After sampling both, a mischievous smile appeared on her face. "I think I might have an idea for a new menu item."
I returned her grin with one of my own. "I like the way you think, Aunt Val. I'll get to work on the secret menu tonight. But for right now, I think your cock has somewhere to be."
Aunt Val grinned and stuffed my face with her cock. The only thing missing for me now was something up my ass, but nothing's perfect, and I'd get more cock than I could handle up my ass tonight.
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June 3rd, 20xx
"Martin! We got two orders of medium rare bacon burgers, and a half dozen peach milkshakes off the secret menu." Sara called out the order from behind the cash register before taking the next order from the long line of customers.
Just the other day, President Diben had died from the FUTA virus, and the now infected President Hamela Karris had declared an end to the lockdowns. Due to that, The Sidewalk Burger was now bustling with more business than we could handle. We had published our 'secret menu' on our restaurant app over a month and a half ago, and it had been a hit. Online orders had nearly doubled from the piddling amount previously, and now that lockdowns were over, we had a line out the door for our secret menu items.
"Mom, we have a half dozen peach milkshakes from the secret menu!" I called across the kitchen to mom who was standing half nude at the beverage station.
Mom scooped the ice cream into the large blender, and instead of pouring milk from a container, she squeezed her breasts and let her milk flow into the shakes.
The secret behind our secret shakes was her delicious milk. Somehow her triple breasts never seemed to run dry no matter how much she squeezed out, and it was always more delectable than last time.
I noticed Aunt Val by the back door. "Aunt Val! Stop fucking the DashDoor girl and help Sara! We are slammed right now and don't have time for quick fucks!"
"Aww, but she's cute!" Granted, the delivery girl was rather cute, but I had dozens of burgers on the grill and didn't have time for shenanigans. So I just glared daggers at her. "Fine, fine, I'll get back to work." Aunt Val cummed in the girl and gave her a kiss and her number before getting back to work.
"Martin, another order!" Sara's call brought my attention back to my work. I started flipping burgers as fast as I could. "Martin!" I looked over at Sara. "Love you, I'll reward you for all your hard work tonight."
"I'll reward you too, Martin!" Brenda called out from the dining area. "Your ass is gonna be mine all night!"
"No, his ass is mine!" Aunt Val said with a smile from behind the counter.
"Actually his ass is mine. I'm the one who brought it into the world." Mom cut in from the drink station."
"Hey! Don't forget everyone! I'm his girlfriend!"