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First Published: 30 March 2022

Fun with Family - Chapter 5
by Jay F. Mugz
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Story Code: M/F/b, sex, Underage sex

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That evening had been pretty calm. We’d shared dinner together and played a board game. Carrie and I were tired after the activities of the afternoon and so we all tucked in for bed a little early. Jimmy wasn’t a complainer and we both appreciated that he didn’t seem to mind the evening ending when it did.

The next morning again dawned bright and sunny. It promised to be another beautiful and sunny day. Both Carrie and I had asked Jimmy on a couple of occasions if he wanted to invite friends over to play in the pool, or if there was somewhere that he’d like to go. We’d be happy to take him and make arrangements for everything. But he was consistently happy to just be with us. Of course, that made us consistently happy, too.

We liked Jimmy and liked having him around. We had spent time with him his whole life, but never like this where it was just him. And the sexual play had been an especially nice part of the stay.

This morning was a little different in that I was up and out of bed early. I left Carrie sleeping and got up to make coffee. It was quiet and sunny outside, and so I sat there and had my first cup. This time was meaningful and peaceful as the gentle breeze of the morning would give way to the heat that always came by midday. There was something calming about being next to a pool of water. It almost always lulled me into a sleepy state.

I suppose I was beginning to drift into that slumbering state when suddenly Jimmy was at my elbow.

“Oh, good morning,” I managed.

“Hello,” he said simply.

“Have you been up long?” I asked.

“No,” he answered, “just got up.”

“Did you see Aunt Carrie anywhere?”

“Un uh,” he said, shaking his head.

“Well,” I said conspiratorially, “maybe you should go back and wake her up.”

He laughed at me, but then he raised his eyebrows as well.

“Yeah?” he asked.

“Sure,” I said breezily, “go back and get her up. Tell her to make us all a big breakfast.”

Setting the kid up like that was cruel, I knew, but still funny; always funny.

He disappeared back into the house. I took two sips of coffee and thought about how to resume my slumbering state.

But just as I was settling back into my comfortable chair, I found myself thinking about how hard Carrie often slept, especially on lazy mornings when she doesn’t have to be up. You can set off fireworks in the house and that girl will snooze on.

I wondered if she was that sleepy this morning. How would young Jimmy find her? Maybe he wanted to take a peek under the covers if she was really out.

That got a rise out of my shorts.

I set the coffee cup down on the counter as I walked through the kitchen on my way down the hallway. I’d left the bedroom door open.

It was a carpeted hallway, so I wasn’t worried about Jimmy hearing me coming. I was just curious about what he might be doing in there.

I approached the door slowly and peeked around the doorjamb. Carrie was awake. At least her lower half was awake. I could see that she was on top of the covers and I could see her nightshirt from her belly button down. I had to lean a little further into the doorway to see more. And what a view I got.

My pretty wife was on her side, propped up on both elbows as she sucked our nephew’s hard 3 inch cock. His pants were pooled around his ankles and he was holding his jersey shirt up so he could watch. For her part, Carrie had pulled his pelvis in close to her face so she could easily get the full length of him in her mouth. She was alternately sucking his stalk and lying down a little and licking his balls and ass.

His attention was squarely on her, so he didn’t notice me slowly moving into the room. I wanted a better view and only stepped into the room a little so I could see. I leaned against the door casing and watched with a rising cock. Carrie was a sexy woman, but never more sexy than when she was sucking on a cock that she desired. She made cocksucking an art form. Young James was going to be spoiled. No little ten year old fourth-grader was going to match what my missus could do.

As she was switching from sucking to licking, she looked up at him and told him to take off his shirt. He stepped out of his pants, too. We again had a naked eleven year old to ourselves.

I was including myself in that equation, of course. The truth was that Carrie had this little 11 year old boy all to herself. She could share him if she wanted, or she could keep him all to herself. Never get between a wild animal and their food, and dear God don’t put yourself in the middle of my wife and her conquest. You won’t survive.

Carrie saw me out of the corner of her eye. She acknowledged me quietly, but I don’t think Jimmy knew I was there yet. After the other night, he knew I wouldn’t mind, but I still didn’t want to scare him. There just wasn’t a way to gracefully announce my presence. I stayed put.

My sexy wife began to pull herself up as she kissed up the boy’s body. First the head of his cock, then his belly button, then each nipple, then his neck, his ears, and finally his lips. She kissed him gently at first but quickly moved her tongue into his mouth, searching for his tongue in return. He wasn’t a good kisser yet, but she would be happy to train him.

His hands didn’t know what to do with themselves, so they stayed at his sides. Carrie took one, then the other, kissed his fingertips and put one on each shirt-covered tit. She squeezed his hands to show he was to squeeze her. The boy might’ve been kneading bread for what it looked like, but it was working for her.

Without breaking the kiss, she stood beside the bed. She turned both their bodies and sat Jimmy down in the spot where she had been. She took a half step back and slowly—achingly slowly—pushed the spaghetti straps of her nightshirt down each arm. Her hard nipples were clearly visible through the thin material, but it was still sexy as hell to see her unwrap herself.

Jimmy was transfixed. His eyes were round like quarters and his mouth was a little bit open. Carrie let the nightshirt fall down all at once. Suddenly, she was standing naked in front of the boy.

“Do you like?” she asked him plainly, pinching each nipple.

All he could do was nod. I couldn’t do much better myself and I wasn’t remotely the focus of the show.

One hand drifted leisurely down her torso, reaching her slit. She spread her lips apart for the boy’s eyes. Her pink labia became more inflamed and protruded glistening wet. She reached down and took one of Jimmy’s hands. She pushed it against her sex and showed him how wet she could be.

In response, Jimmy just swallowed heavily. I did, too.

“Do you want this?” she asked suggestively.

Again, nods all around the room.

She gave him a sultry smile.

“I want you to have it,” she said. “I want you to have it whenever you want it.”

If I wasn’t hard before, I sure was now.

“Lay back, Jimmy,” she said.

He moved to the middle of the bed.

She crawled across to him on all fours, a cat making her final approach before the kill.

Jimmy was lying flat on his back, but his little pecker was pointed directly at the ceiling.

She crawled right over him until her lovely ass reached his cock. She stopped there, her breasts and their hard nipples only centimeters from the boy’s face.

“Do you want this?” I heard her whisper again.

“Y-yes,” he managed to croak out.

“Then put it in me,” she said.

He reached a little hand down between their bodies. His bony boy fingers held his cock straight up as my wife settled her hot cunt right down on him, fingers and all.

He was inside her. Again.

I had dropped my pants already and was stroking a very hard cock before she raised up the first time, revealing a very wet three inch cock.

Neither Jimmy nor I were breathing.

She settled back down on him and began to ride him. His little hips bucked and pushed back, too. I know my Carrie and she has a very sensitive clit, so rubbing that clit on the boy’s body was doing as much for her as anything. I could tell from the flush of her cheeks that she was very aroused. Her nipples were as hard as I’d ever seen them.

She picked just that moment to drop one of those nipples into the boy’s open mouth.

“Suck me,” she commanded.

His lips closed around her breast and he suckled like he’d done not so many years before as a toddler.

Carrie reared her head at Jimmy’s insistent suckling and she seemed to redouble her efforts at fucking him.

I was nearing the point of no return and felt the need to be involved in the lascivious scene in front of me.

I followed Carrie onto the bed and my face was soon at the place the two bodies were joined. If I pressed myself in, I could lick my wife’s ass and her lover’s balls. Both tasted of pussy juice and I lapped away.

Carrie leaned forward a little more at one point and I was able to also tongue Jimmy’s asshole, which made him jump but also moan into the tit that was still in his mouth.

Carrie bent herself in such a way that her ass cheeks opened a little more to my mouth. I knew what my pretty wife wanted. I wetted a finger and found her tight rosebud of an asshole. Slipping in her to the second knuckle, I could feel Jimmy’s hardness through the thin membrane that separated us.

I stroked Jimmy even as I finger fucked Carrie’s ass.

Both began to moan louder and louder. I redoubled my efforts and soon heard Carrie approaching climax. I wasn’t sure about Jimmy, but she knew how to milk a cock when it grew close to orgasm. I wasn’t worried about the boy.

It happened all at once, almost without warning. Jimmy let out a cry, releasing Carrie’s nipple. She clamped down on him and on me as she rode the wave of pleasure that racked her body.

Both lovers convulsed in their pleasure. I backed away from the bed and stroked only a few more times before I, too, shot out ribbons of cum. Jimmy’s poor shirt caught the brunt of my semen.

Carrie was breathing heavy. I couldn’t see Jimmy from my vantage point, but she laid herself down on his body. It was so very sexy to see her adult body on his little boy frame. She gave herself over to him and it was just the most wonderful thing to behold.

I stepped out of the room and left it to the lovers. I made myself another cup of coffee and went back to my reverie in the backyard.

It was a while yet before the two came out to join me. Carrie was wearing the same bikini that started it all a few days before. Jimmy was just in his trunks.

“Good mornings” were shared all around. It was going to be a nice day outside. How appropriate, I thought, considering the nice day it had already been inside.

Our time with Jimmy was coming to a close, but I didn’t want to bring that up with Carrie. Neither of us were sure about having Jimmy stay with us when we’d been asked on such short notice. Who knew that family could be so much fun?

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