Mom & Sister visits – Jacob’s ‘niece’ visits – Part 8

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I complimented Mom on the dinner. It was the first time I’d ever complimented her cooking. She giggled at my compliment and said, “I guess the cooking classes have paid off.” The proverb, ‘The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach‘ invaded my mind. I had to hand it to Mom. She had obviously taken etiquette and elocution classes. She no longer spoke or dressed like the ‘low-class gutter rat’ that I’d heard one of her men-friends refer to her as when I was a young teenager. She was systematically improving herself to attract a higher class of men and it had apparently worked.

Janet finished her meal and she made no bones about her intentions. She picked up her fork and made a big show of dropping it on the floor. We all looked at her knowing full well what would happen next. The only question was whether she was going to go to the floor to “collect her fork” and thengo after Frank or me. She grinned at Mom, who was giving her a look of disapproval, and then disappeared under the tablecloth. We didn’t have to wait long to find out who her intended target was. Frank suddenly surged forward in his chair and his fork fell from his hand to the table as he gripped the edge. Then his eyes went wide and then he let out a loud groan. We were all smiling at each other as we watched Frank’s facial contortions as Janet slurped and sucked his cock.

The sounds of Janet’s blow job were causing my cock to grow and I had to reach down and reposition it in my pants. Rita saw my hands move down off the table into my lap and she reached under the table and grabbed my erection through my pants. Her face was flushed with sexual heat.

Mom’s hand dropped off the table into her lap. Moments later her mouth opened to form an “O” and her head fell back. She was obviously fingering herself. The scene at the table was the most surreal I had ever witnessed.

Frank suddenly sat back against his chair and groaned, “Oh fuck. YES.” His hips launched forward several times and then he slumped forward to his elbows again. Rita pulled my zipper down and my cock leaped up against her hand. She grinned at me and stood up from her chair. Mom and Frank noticed her movement and we watched to see what she was going to do. She moved around behind me and pulled my chair away from the table with a screech from my chair legs on the wide pine floor boards. Then she came around to my side and threw her right leg across my lap and pulled up her skirt as she held my cock in her right hand. I looked down at her panty-less, soaking wet pussy as she slipped onto my cock. She put her forehead on mine and her hands on my shoulders as she started driving her hips forward and back. I gripped her hips and assisted her motion. We both groaned as I pushed my lips onto hers and we kissed with passion. Rita was already gasping for air and I was rapidly catching up with her.

Janet must have moved from Frank to Mom because she suddenly pitched forward with a groan, “Oh my God, Janet.”

Frank had the formidable task of getting his fifty-eight-year-old cock back up again. He was frantically jerking his soft cock as he watched his wife feverishly thrusting her hips forward and back on my cock. I could feel my orgasm building but I could tell that Rita was building to hers too. Consistent with my personal code, I held mine back, waiting for Rita.

I didn’t have to wait long. I felt her body tense and a groan seemingly started in her toes and moved upward. Her head pulled back away from me and her groan erupted from her lungs along with the first clenches of her pussy. Her groan turned into a scream, “JEEESSSUSSSS. GIVE IT TO MEEEEE. FUCCCKKK,” just as I launched my first salvo. I involuntarily thrust my hips upward with each eruption of cum. I yelled out, “UUNNNGGGGG,” with the first shot and then burst into a series of “AAAHHHH… AAAHHH… AAAHHH,” in synch with the remaining shots. Frank was smiling. He was glad that his wife had got off so hard. It didn’t seem to matter that she did so on my cock.

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