Breakfast in the Kitchen

Good mornings are exchanged as your family gently bustle around the kitchen table. As usual now most everyone is wearing minimal, loose clothing, so your shirtlessness isn’t out of place. Jenny is only wearing a small yellow tank top, sashaying around bottomless as she places down plates. You can’t help but stare at her bare ass, then her bare pussy as she turns. She gives you a glance too, smiling.

Your mother is at the sink, her back turned, tight t-shirt and shorts barely there. Your father is sitting already at the head of the table, his wifebeater faded and blue-grey, his boxers checkered. He is flicking through a digital almanac. He looks up, giving you a quick nod of acknowledgement then takes a sip from his mug of black coffee.

“Um, are there new chores?” wonders Abby as she watches Betty pull out a chair from the table.

“Today you do,” says Betty, suddenly dropping her shorts shorts to the ground and stepping out of them. Though it’s not the most shocking sight nowadays, your eyes still go wide seeing your older sister’s clean shaven pussy just exposed in the kitchen like this. And your parents barely reacted. Betty then sits down on her chair, spreading her legs then points to the ground in front of her. “I need your tongue,” she says, smiling.

Said tongue hangs out in a sort of uncertain awe, but you can see how Abby’s tail wags at being commanded like this. “Down,” Betty tells the doggirl firmly.

“Y-yes, Mistress,” Abby says, almost reacting on instinct and getting down on her knees between your sister’s knees. Both you and Jenny stare in disbelief which is then quickly replaced with other, more familiar and urgent feelings.

“I really need to get warmed up today,” explains Betty, giving Abby a soft scratch under her chin as she scoots in closer. You see the Springer Spaniel’s nose absorb the intoxicating scents in front of her and the drool already forming around her lips. “So make me cum while I eat my breakfast. Mmm... that’s a good girl… mmmm... “ your sister openly enjoys herself as Abby starts to lap at her pussy. After a few moments of watching the working dog work while running her fingers through Abby’s fur, Betty looks up at you and bites her lip.

“Eggs?” asks your mother, making you jump as she sidles up to you with a sizzling frypan.

You glance down at the offered eggs and nod, quickly returning your attention to the sight of Abby eating out your sister obediently, happy tail flapping back and forth.

“Mmm dogs are so good at eating pussy…. she’s so well trained,” your sister seems to tell the room at large, though only you and Jenny are paying any particular attention to the scene. Your mother plates up the eggs like normal and your father continues to read. You decide that this is … fine too. You sit. You start eating eggs. Your sisters do the same, the sound of forks on plates and soft chewing accompanied by the eager slurping of Abby’s tongue at work on Betty’s warm cunt. Betty swallows her own mouthful then washes it down with a swig of milk. “Kiss,” she commands simply, and after a second Abby pulls herself away from the main task and crawls up for a smooch with your sister. They kiss deeply, Betty tasting herself and the sensual spaniel’s spit, then she allows the dog girl to return to her skilful cunnilingus.

You shift uncomfortably in your own seat, shorts tented as you distractedly scoop up the remainder of your breakfast onto your fork. “Are you done?” inquires Betty almost immediately upon seeing you’ve cleared your plate.

“Uh… yeah?” you respond slowly.

“Good… mmm… get… get over here and fuck Abby while she...ffffinishes me offff...” she demands with a slightly impatient wave. And while Abby’s ears do perk up she doesn’t stray from her delicious chore. She rises up, now in a bent over position with her hands on your sister’s thighs, her head never leaving their depths. The chair legs squeak as you quickly get to your feet then stumble over to that tail that wags at you like a starting flag. Your shorts are flung to one side, your revitalized erection wanging dangerously around the kitchen before you settle in behind your bitch.

“Fuck this is hot…” you hear Jenny say, but you don’t look away from the dripping wet soft fur around Abby’s oozing slit. She needs no warm up, she just needs your cock. You slide into her and hear a familiar, if muffled, whine from the busy girl.

“Yeah, give it to her Jon,” says Betty encouragingly, her cheeks pink and her brow shiny with perspiration. Her calling your name makes you lock eyes with your sister and as you fuck this dog’s tight, wanting cunt she smile back you. “Yeah… that’s it… give your bitch what she wants… give it to her… this slut needs you to fuck her and fill her…”

You grit your teeth as you thrust, your sister’s words making your loins broil and your heart pump. There’s whimpering mixed in with the slurping as Abby licks away, her wetness dripping down your thighs with you slamming harder and faster into her. “Yes… ohhh yes… I’m gonna cum… cum with me… cum with me…” Betty moans, one hand gripped to the back of Abby’s furry head, the other vaguely reaching at you. Your own hands are clamped onto the shapely spaniel’s cheeks and you feel the hot pressure around your veined rod increase. You hear the telltale growling of Abby’s impending orgasm which she tries to desperately delay until your sister goes first. Your sister is still glaring at you through half squinted eyes, forever driving you closer to your own end… it’s like the hottest staring contest ever. She fortunately gives in and throws her head back. “Ahhhn…. Fuck! YES! AAAAAHH!” cries Betty with her wet, splashing climax. Abby continues to dutifully lap at the proffered juices and it’s your turn to growl, the sound of your big sister’s orgasm sending you over.

You spurt fiercely into the bitch, pushing yourself as deep as you can with each pump. Your cock is throbbing and you feel Abby’s twitching walls, then suddenly they clamp down around you and you’re being milked. The dog girl howls, allowing herself to succumb, which is all but inevitable when she feels you filling her with hot jizz. The three of you, brother and sister and their bitch, convulse in the kitchen in spurting waves. It’s a scene of pure absurdity, and when you’re able to peel your eyes open again and the kitchen fades back in from the whiteness, you see that Jenny is finally unable to hold back herself and is furiously mastubating. She’s mere seconds away too, finishes loudly and kicks at the kitchen table, cutlery rattling. Your father watches with a sort of placid pride, still just sitting there holding his mug. Your mother chuckles a little while munching on toast on the opposite end of the table. While her lower half is hidden by the table you see the general position of her other hand down there and notice the way her shoulder moves.

Your toes wiggle and realise you can walk now so you take a couple of steps back. Immediately after uncoupling yourself from Abby, she spins around and drops to her knees in front of you to cleans up the mess on your cock. Her slobbering mouth, which moments ago just made your sister Betty cum, works you furiously. Two more errant spurts of jizz are extracted from you, Abby leveraging her greed for her work right down into her throat. Then she detaches from you and smiles up proudly. You’re grinning stupidly as well and give her a nod. Your two sisters seem temporarily spent as they slouch in there chairs, the sight of their exposed, glistening pussies and Abby’s breathing on your crotch keeping your flag up.

“Good girl,” you tell your good little bitch.