The Family Reunion - Sex Stories

The Family Reunion

... post pregnancy naked body for my eyes. Her breasts were large and milk filled. Her coral pink nipples were rigid. She had stopped shaving because her husband preferred a full trimmed bush. Her ass was fuller, rounder and even more alluring. She turned slowly so that her ass was towards me. She bounced and made her ass jiggle. She looked over shoulder and grinned devilishly. She let her dress drop, reached in the fridge, and got me another beer. Later Anne took me upstairs to see our baby. She was sleeping peacefully in her crib. We could hear the burr of the lawnmower just below the window. I leaned over and kissed her lightly on her precious forehead. Anne and I faced each other and embraced. We watched our baby sleeping peacefully. Slowly, our heads move together. I could feel her breath blowing warmly against my face. We extended our tongues and let them touch lightly. As our heads came closer together, Anne's tongue invaded my mouth. Our tongues dueled as our passion grew. I sucked hungrily on this delectable invader. I raised her dress and squeezed her ample ass as we kissed. Both of our breath quickened. When I ran my hand between Anne's legs, her pussy was drenched. As her husband mowed the grass just below the window, we made out like teenagers. I pushed her against the wall and mauled her nipples with my free hand. I had two fingers jammed deep in her eager pussy when the baby started fretting. I stepped back and Anne picked our darling up. It was time for her ...

... feeding. Anne unbuttoned her dress. Her breasts were pink and turgid with breast milk. Anne’s crying caused her to begin expressing milk for our hungry daughter. Droplets of breast milk gathered on her swollen nipples and leaked on her abdomen. She brought Susie to her breast and let her suckle. Anne’s face held a beatific expression as she watched our daughter. I leaned over and suckled the other teat. My hand found Anne's pussy again and I finger fucked her to orgasm while our baby and I suckled her milk filled breast. Those moments were few and far between. They merely whetted our appetite. They did not sate our lust. They added to it. We were prepared to take higher risks to quench our incestuous hunger. In fevered phone sex, we plan this night. She would sneak into my tent after everyone was asleep. It was a crazy, terrible risk. All of the tents were pitched in a fairly tight area among the trees of the old family farm. The good news was her tent was isolated from the others behind a few trees. The bad news was that mine was just a few feet from my mom and dad. The risk was considerable but our lust knew no bounds. My father was the first to call it a night. He said his good nights and staggered across the lawn to his tent. Anne and her husband and our angel were next. Gradually the group scattered to their tents. My mother was hanging on; chatting blearily with Aunt Ethel. I finally made my way to my tent. I was a good deal drunker than I had planned. Nevertheless, my dick ...