FAMILY SEX FEST Part 1

With the rise of the nuclear family, the advent of jobholding for both the mother and father in the home, and the permissive rearing of children, have come profound changes in moral traditions and the social roles of young people. In the not-too-distant past, the presence of grandparents and even of great-grandparents in single families provided a focus of behavioral example that all in a larger family could share in such an unquestioning fashion that ideas about role fulfillment and sexual conduct remained restrictive and changed slowly.
When the mother and father of today's smaller family both hold jobs that keep them outside the home for long hours, their children often must either provide discipline to themselves as individuals or the older child assumes responsibility of supervision in a sibling group.
But the widespread influence of perpermissively-minded authorities in child-rearing and in even the latest formal education of a student has combined with the factors stated above to destroy the concept that an individual is responsible to, or must consider, any other person in terms of greater age and experience, due respect, position, the sake of appearances, any call to be civilized and clean, or even of love and affection for those closest to him.
The story shows how the previously reviewed historical events affect the behavior of parents and children in a family whose members no longer feel traditional restraints on their drives to be uninhibited morally, to explore fleshly sensations, and, particularly, to have sexual pleasure.
With her mother and father absent from the home together for an extended time, the older sister in the group of four children was given responsibility to care for the house and to guide the conduct of her younger sister and their two still-younger brothers. The support of grandparents absent, no internal code of conduct was available to guide the children's behavior in crisis, and no real authority figure was present to deter their misconduct. Besides, the three younger children lacked any inclination to obey the weak authority figure they saw in the older sister.
Cheryl, the older sister, suffered very strong sexual drives which further handicapped her in the situation. Though she never gave in to the drives, she had constantly to fight them and she did not understand them. But, combined with all the other stated influences, her powerful sexual desires shattered her defenses. She gave in to her lusts. Once this began, the girl could not keep her sexual actions from avalanching into a slavishly licentious enjoyment of pleasures of the flesh that excluded no one. At first reluctant in following her sensual inclinations, fighting them, she finally came to believe that acting them all out, making them part of the ordinary, daily routines of the home was good for her and her loved ones. Cheryl was happiest then, enjoying her body, feeling ecstatically alive in all sex. Since her mother and her father, her sister and her twin brothers all held the same opinions, they gladly shared her new emotional and physical happiness with her.

Cheryl bounced out of the classroom, bubbling with happy new freedom.
"Thank God school's over!" the virgin blonde beauty told herself. "Now, I just have to play Mom's part with my sisters and my brothers while she's away this week. After that, it should be a great summer."
Her perfect ass wagged out unconsciously sexy signals to all eyes as she hurried through the high school's crowded main hall.
A pair of loafing boys called to her when she passed, leering.
"How's about a fuck tonight, beautiful," one said.
"Yeah," said the other. "Ain't you ever gonna use that golden pussy?"
Cheryl never dated, but she was often asked, so the boys' requests didn't surprise her. Their awful words surprised her, though.
How can they talk so dirty to me? She wondered.
Her cheeks filled with fire as the obscene calls burned into her ears.
Her golden pussy filled with fire, too.
The blonde's face got very red, but she said nothing. She merely walked away, sudden hungers fluttering in her cunt, worrying her.
She heard the boys jeering after her.
"You're one of those frigid bitches, I guess!" the first one said.
The other boys and girls saw everything. They gasped and laughed and talked about it while they walked out, leaving Cheryl frozen with shame. She thought she would die, especially when snickering comments floated back to her.
"Boy, I never shaw Cheryl's fancy pants that good before!" some boy said.
"Me, neither," another said. "As much as she loves showing off so much of her luscious legs you'd thing giving everybody a little flash of ass would make her even happier."
A girl laughed.
"I'll bet you'd both like to see a lot more of Cheryl than that."
The blushing blonde clamped her knees together and wouldn't move until everyone was gone, afraid of losing her dangling panties completely and attracting even more attention. She was too shaky to move for a minute, anyway. When she felt better, Cheryl kept her knees tight together and shuffled comically to the restroom, knowing she looked ridiculous without intending to, in the least. In the restroom, she pulled her panties back up and snugged them around her pussy and ass where they belonged, her face still bright red. "I could kill that kid!" she said. "But it always thrills me so much when any boy talks dirty to me or touches me. Why? It always feels so good it scares me, and then I have to act mad when I'm not. It's the only way I know to stay out of trouble. My pussy snapped just full of joy-buzzes even when my panties went jerking off of my ass in the classroom. My whole body came alive. Then my cunt was all tingles and buzzes in a flash. I simply don't understand any of it."
Cheryl felt as if she'd pissed herself in the excitement and she checked between her legs. Her slot was only running over with some kind of hot oil, but her crack and hole oozed so much goo that it was dripping down her thighs. Her tits were tight and tingly, too, their nipples jutting out big and hard.
Being a good girl was the blonde's thing, but the way her pussy throbbed and swelled made her doubt she could stay one. Most of her girlfriends fucked, she knew, trading crotch-feels with their boyfriends until they got so hot they couldn't keep from fucking and then did it. They seemed to get a kick out of telling her how great taking a cock was.
"I want my cherry for my husband, when I get married. My mom says I'll be a lot happier if I do," Cheryl would say.
Still, the beautiful young blonde loved having a schoolboy pat her ass or steal a kiss, which they often did.
She walked the few blocks home and hurried into the house. Then she felt safe. But she worried about being alone with her younger sister and their still-younger twin brothers.
"I could have a helluva long week while Mom's at the teacher's seminar," she told herself, stepping out of her late-evening shower and grabbing a towel. "I got through supper okay by myself with Jenny and Ben and Neal, and all's quiet for now, only I'll have to keep my fingers crossed. Daddy could come home from his construction job almost anytime, but it's not very likely. Jenny and the twins will just have to listen to me, like Daddy said. If they do, and I keep up Mom's work in the house, I'll be all right. They haven't caused me any trouble yet, even if they don't want me for a boss. Of course, Mom only left this morning," she remembered, finishing her towel-off.
Cheryl pranced into her bedroom and postured nakedly in front of her dresser mirror, studying her bare body's perfect curves and lines as she dabbed perfume in spots, readying herself for bed. Having no clothes on felt good, and she liked seeing herself that way. A nice girl didn't have those feelings, she thought, and she began dressing, cutting the feelings short. The blonde squirmed her clean bare smoothness into a sheer light-blue shorty nightgown and matching bikini panties, wondering if they showed too much of her.
"Oh, I'm pretty decent, for sleeping, anyway," she decided. "But I have to check the house. Jenny and the boys are probably settled down in bed by now."
Light came from the boys room, though, and strange noises besides, so Cheryl pushed the nearly closed door quietly open. Ben and Neal were sitting on the sides of their beds, naked, facing each other across the center of the room. Shocked by merely seeing that her brothers were completely undressed, the blonde felt her nerves really curl up and buzz as she tried to find out just what the twins were up to.
At first she saw almost nothing. The viewing angle from the door was bad. Btu she heard sickly slapping noises and much panting and gasping from Ben and Neal. They sounded very hard at work. Their right shoulders were moving up and down fast. The blonde guessed they were pounding something with their right hands.
Barefoot, she padded around the foot of the closest bed, Neal's. Then, for the first time in her life, she saw a cock. Two cocks, in fact. Very stiff cocks. They boys' right hands were flashing up and down on them.
Cheryl hadn't seen Ben or Neal naked since their babyhood. Now she saw them not only stripped but playing with their dicks. The boys looked much alike. So did their pricks. Both hard shafts, sticking up long and thick, had fat purple knobs on their ends.
The twins did not yet see their beautiful sister. They were too much in trance pounding shivery thrills into their stiff cocks. With their eyes clamped shut in pleasure, they had jism-loads fizzing so high that all their attention was on their hotly rolling balls.
The young blonde couldn't believe the sight. A staring shock froze her, stopping her breath. Wanting to move on into the room and stop the mad cock-jerkings of her two very red-faced, panting brothers, she could not do it.
The virgin blonde didn't know about boys jacking off, so she was still trying to figure out exactly what she was seeing. All she knew was that Ben and Neal were totally naked and pumping hard on their solid pricks as they perched stiffly on the sides of their bed. But she felt sure they were doing something wrong, and when she could move again, she charged in on them to stop their gooey jack-jobs.
"Ben! Neal! Stop that!" she yelled on the run.
"Shit, Neal! It's Cheryl!" Ben gasped, but he ignored his sister and went on with his jerking, his load bubbling and burning too much in the base of his cock for him to interrupt his work.
"Aw, God, Sis!" Neal exclaimed, his primed excitement driving him on in his jacking too. "We can't stop now! We're cummin'!"
"What the hell does that mean?" Cheryl shrieked.
She soon found out.
She stood squarely between the beds. The twins sat on them facing her, both of them hammering their cocks to get their sizzling loads out. The young blonde had no idea how dangerous her place in the line of fire was. She was all eyes for Ben's stiff prod, hypnotized by it, watching its purple knob pop in and out of the milking tight circle of Ben's fingers, which were spattering juice around in almost invisible droplets.
The stiff prick stabbed up harder and longer through her brother's squeezing fist with every pump. It bucked. White gobbets of cream spurted out of the end of the long shaft, lightning-fast. Seeing this absolutely new thing startled Cheryl, and she gasped. Her stomach knotted and spasmed as the jetting white goop shot straight at her lovely face. The first blob of cum darted directly for her bugging left eye. She tensed to move herself and duck the globby missile, but couldn't. It cannonaded up too amazingly fast and true for that, splatting slappingly onto her wondering eyeball and over her eyelids as she froze in horrified shock again.
"Oh no! NO! Don't get me dirty! Don't slop that-!"
But another spouting stream of cum splashed hard on her chin. The spreading heat and slickness of the jism made her shudder. The next long shots of jism spewed between her lips, already sprung wide open by her cry of surprise. As the hot cream spattered across her pretty teeth and back over her curling tongue, Cherry's brains buzzed and she shivered harder.
The salty-sweet goo ran down her throat. She told herself she should spit her brother's buttery warm sperm out of her mouth. But she surprised herself by automatically swallowing the cum instead. In a helpless, hungering act of sexual depravity, she gulped the runny white jelly all the way down. Its syrupy lumps and strings slithered into her stomach and warmed her guts before she quite knew it was there. And Ben jacked more of the milky bullets at her.
"Uh, uh, UH!" he grunted, in time to his cock-jerking strokes. "It's shooting from way down in my balls! Sis! Oh, Sis! Oooooo! Look out! OH! AAAAAA GGG HHHHH!"
Cheryl realized she liked this new drink, in spite of her shock and shame. She had no idea how that could be. It just was. Guzzling sperm excited her in a strange new way.
She heard a yell and a loud groan from behind that interrupted her thinking. Her other hard-cocked, fast-jacking brother was about to empty his nuts in her direction, she remembered. Stiffening her body, she gritted her teeth, tensing for the new rain of cum splatters she expected to pelt her shivery skin. The blonde was amazed. She could hear Neal pumping himself into cum-spasms to the rear of her ass as if he couldn't care less that she was in front of him.
"Neal! My God! That's enough. You shouldn't..."
"Cheryl! AH! Watch out! I-I'm cumming, too! Uh, uukk, uggg! UMMMMM!" Neal warned her.
Quivering and double-stunned, the blonde simply could not move. The first twin's shooting jism was still flying out of his cock, messing her front up more. Its last big spurts spanged hotly into the crease of her tits, hitting just above the low neck of her shorty nightgown. The globs slopped lower and lower until they splashed smearily over her twitching thighs. The earliest shots of Ben's warm cum-slim even started a ticklish run back out of her open mouth and down her chin. Cheryl felt it dangle and swing there while she remained paralyzed in the center of the bedroom floor.
Her cock-jacking second brother's flying cum-wads pelted her from behind even before the first one's finished messing up her front. Hitting into the blonde hair of her head from the back, the newest gobs of sperm made Cheryl jerk up into a straighter standing position as they batted onto her. The hot sticky clumps of ball-oil splattered and spread down the very middle of her back. She felt every jizzy spurt stinging and burning her body. More cum-globs pounded a gooey line down through the crack of her ass, soaking warmly through her sheer nightgown and glassy panties there. The backs of her shuddering thighs caught most of Neal's final cock-spurts, then they were simmering in the wide-smeared grease.
Cheryl few into a regular spitting fit as soon as she could move.
"How could you do this!? It's so filthy! Ugh! I feel awful!" she screamed.
"Bug off, Sis!" Ben told her. "We didn't want you in here."
"Yeah. We never charge in on you this way," Neal added.
Her heart pounding and her eyes fogging, the lovely blonde ran back to her own bedroom. Once again she studied herself in her dresser mirror, wide-eyed at the whitely scummy mess her brothers had made of her freshly showered and perfumed young body by masturbating allover her. She was nothing but a grossly disturbing piece of obscenity. To see, that was.
Because Cheryl didn't feel awful, as she'd said. She had lied.
She felt funny-good all through, just as she had when the boy at school stripped her ass by pulling her panties down in the classroom. Her pussy burned and smoked now even more than it had then. She had to fight to keep her hands out of her cunt, which she usually touched only when she washed it.
After she slammed her bedroom door shut and was alone, she did not even want to wash the slimy fresh cum off her body. She loved its tingles on her tender skin.
Her tits burned the same as her virgin pussy. Their nipples sparked with sharp electric buzzes, sticking way out. She wanted to reach up and pull the swelled jugs off her chest and stop the burning torture in them. She yearned to scratch into her fizzing pussy, too. But one place bothered her as much as the other and she didn't know which to start clawing first. The wonderful-terrible itchiness filled her cunt and breasts with sexy swellings and buzzings that worried her more than usual. She tried to ignore them, as she had always been able to do, but the feelings were too strong.
"Damn! I'm going crazy! I have to get out of this gunky gown and panties, anyway," she said.
Cheryl curved her arms down and pulled carefully at the cum-smeared shorty nightgown, lifted it cautiously clear of her head and dropped it on the floor. She slid her skimpy panties down off her ass and past her knees in the same gingerly way, stopping out of them and left them on the floor, too, still standing in front of the mirror.
Jism-drools hanging from her chin bothered her as she stared into the glass at herself. Plastered below her lips, the cum ruffled down from there globbily, like an untidy white beard. It was tightening on her skin as it cooled and dried.
"God, but that's gross!" she exclaimed.
In spite of that, her pussy and breasts buzzed all the harder for their own mysterious reasons as she stared at her sperm-splattered face. Curving her right hand up she scraped the clinging cum off her chin. She gouged her left hand up into the crack of her cunt at the same time to ease the tickly tingles in her hairy virgin hole. She could hardly believe how soggy and slick her cunt's split felt.
Her eyes on her own nakedly squirming reflection in the mirror, Cheryl watched herself feel into her own burning slash with wriggling fingers. That vision excited her, too. Seeing and feeling herself bare-assed thrilled her more than ever. Watching her own split-thighed hunkerings as she grabbed into her own cunt made the sensations even stronger. Terribly sexy hungers made her squeeze and jab at her tits and pussy with endlessly restless hands and fingers.
The blonde stepped excitedly back to her bed, scooted her ass onto it and lay back. Then she spread herself out for comfort in scummily feeling herself up. She held her cummy right hand up to keep the jelloey white smears and lumps on it from dripping on her tingling bare body, still scrabbling her left hand into her pussy's fiery-meated slot as she had never done before.
Splitting her perfect legs up towards her mirror, Cheryl stared into the red, puffy-lipped gap of her snatch. Then she rubbed her fingers through its flaming folds more madly, keeping all the good feelings strong as they snipped her guts into sex-stunned little pieces.
A wonderful, body-jerking shock that was completely new to her banged through her cunt making her stiffen and spasm.
"Uh! Mmmmm! Must be a cum! Those good shivers my girlfriends talk about, like my brothers had. Uhhh-Huhhhh! Good!" she gasped.
But it was no cum. Still, it made her hungry for more of the same good pleasures. Tickling and rubbing her hot clit and crack faster, she worked to get other muscle-jittering thrills like them.
Cheryl had no way of knowing that her luscious shocks of a few seconds before had not been a climax. She had never had one. She simply had her clit banged into a super-sensitivity that was new to her. The rubber-red bud flashed with strong zaps every time one of her slickly fluttering fingers tramped across it, making her legs jerk and quiver over and over. The hard jolts of hand-jobbing bliss kept everything feeling wonderful.
Panting with self-loving lust, the blonde worked on her pussy with both hands, really drubbing her shocky slash. Her cummy fingers skated through the drooling slot, squishing between the yawning red slabs of her pussylips, sliding in the splitting crack, splashing, swishing and hissing.
She skated her left hand lower than her right one, keeping the right one skidding on her terrifically hot cunt, whizzing up and down, pounding and flipping across her gash's oozing hole and jerking button. Then she used her left hand to work over the crack of her ass, making its fingers crawl and scriggle over her asshole, tickling new thrills out of her most personal rear flesh.
"Good, good, good! Oh, GOOD!" she panted, her eyes popping with pleasure as she stared at her own pussy-pleasing actions in the mirror.
Cheryl got her orgasm, this time. It ripped and buzzed out of her cunt. The very first cum of her young life stomped and kicked its way through all her nerves and muscles, knocking chokes and gasps of ecstasy out of her. Its mule-kick throbs had the blonde's heart skipping beats at first, then made it thump and pound along all the worse.
"Mmmm-UUUHHH! What's happening to me! It's getting too good!" she groaned.
But she slick-rubbed her pussy faster as every slimy slide of her flattened hand on it caused stronger luscious feelings for her. She bounced her hips up and down on the bed and clamped her asscheeks tightly together to the shocks. Grunting off loudly, hardly able to breathe, she whipped her arse around frantically, twitching hard.
"Oh my! I'm dying!" she choked.
But she went on killing herself, jerking her gold-furred crotch against her pussy-pleasing hand and fingers in a slobbery-cunted frenzy.
"God! Something is killing me! But whatever it is, I have to get it out!" she groaned.
Her flappy-lipped cunt swelled and gushed as cum-shocks blasted out of it and ripsawed back and forth in her belly, roaring to a peak as she humped like mad at her swishing hands.
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh, my God! What IS it?" she panted.
She clamped her eyes shut, enjoying the heavenly pleasures, giving her entire swollen pussy fast-rubbing attention, hitting her clit most. The writhing blonde was afraid she might lose her guts through her hard-cumming hole but wasn't able to stop her sloshing attack on her own cunt.
Then she wanted to watch herself spasming off. She blinked her eyes open again, gawking into the mirror at the sloppily lecherous whacks she kept giving her boiling split as it fluttered out its load. Her terribly red and sweaty face gaped back at her, a leering grin of wild pleasure spreading on it as she jerked and scrooched through the first climax she had ever pounded out of her twat.
She was blind in another grunting second, in bursting reds inside of her skull, and then an absolute blackness. Her eyes rolled uselessly back into her head as cum-delights ripped her crotch and belly. Her brains exploded and the sucking crack of her cunt gushed hotter under her flashing hands. Her clit burst into a thousand orgasming pieces as pleasure melted her slot. Then the ecstasy really did stop her breath.
"Uuuuggg! G u h gukk! Wonderful! WONDERFUL!" Cheryl choked.
She heaved her body up in a tight arch on her bed. Her belly shuddered towards the ceiling. She was a curvaceous statue of cumming, quivering flesh. She groaned through the powerful blasts of bliss in her pussy and guts, amazed and pleased that she could have so much fun all by herself.
Then the terrific fun was over. Cheryl froze in her tight-shaking arch. Her hand squished to a stop in her soggy cooze. A sponge-rubbery softness and weakness sent her sagging down on her sweaty mattress, boneless. She ached everywhere. But she felt more at peace than ever in her life.
"So that's why my brothers like jacking off so much," she decided. "I wonder if Jenny knows she can have this much fun with her pussy?"
Then it struck her that Jenny might have heard the fuss in the boys' room and seen some of the gross sexual spectacle there.
"Jesus. I hope she didn't see me getting spermed up by the twins in their raunchy jack-offs. I don't want her having that on me," she murmured.
The obscene cum-bath and the jism-shots into her mouth out of her brothers' cocks had Cheryl's brains so completely tilted that she hadn't given Jenny a thought. She simply did not know how much to worry about what her sister saw or didn't see.
At the moment, the energy-drained blonde's only wish was to sleep and to stay deliciously naked.
"I don't want to move now. I won't move, either, damn it!" she said, and she turned drowsily over onto her right side.
She curled up, dragged the sheets over herself and snuggled down into her pillow. The beautiful virgin felt wonderfully relaxed, full of a happy calm. Her pussy still buzzed badly, but she was too sleepy to let it disturb her anymore.
"Mmmmm-hmmmm! Cumming is just fabulous!" she said, hugging herself into a tighter ball of warmth under the covers. "But I'll never beat off again. It's just not right."
Then, sighing and purring, she fell asleep.