Family friendly evenings.

At the other side of the neighborhood, a boy with slick black hair brushed his bangs, which sleekly covered his astute eyes, to the side. Without looking, he posed a question to the boy walking beside him; he was a little similar in appearance, with slightly lighter colored hair styled in a faintly curly set of curtains.

"Got that science homework done yet Dev?"

"Nah."

"We should probably finish it today, or the teach is going to rail us for doing it last-minute again."

"Fine," the brother, Devin, shrugged. "I got nothing planned. Want to do it before 8, though. 'Grey Lightning' is gonna be on."

The two Jones twins, Devin and Cole, were passing by the front gate of the Parsons coming home from high school when they suddenly felt a wave pass over them and paused.

"Felt that?" Devin exhaled, glancing at his twin brother.

"Think the wind's picking up."

They suddenly realized they should hurry back home, turning forward.

"Crud, we're behind!"

Devin ran for it, Cole following hot on his tails as they both had the same thought run through their heads:

They were about to miss evening fucking with their sexy mom and cute sis!

It was already 5:30 in the pm and they were still not home. They were en route to a troublesome scolding now...

When they finally made it to their front door, the two looked at each other and quickly and crudely fondled their own dicks through their pants. Panting a bit, Cole's was first to get full-mast. Devin's boner popped shortly after, one hand stroking his nipple from under his shirt to help speed it up. They continued to massage and rapidly hump their hands against the tents in their jeans when the door finally opened, emerging from it... an ordinary-looking dude.

"Uh."

"Who're you?"

The two brothers simultaneously blinked.

The guy at the door was not someone they remember seeing before. However, he only gave a tame shake of the head and gestured with his hand to come in.

Immediately the boys decided it didn't really matter -- he was really cool, after all, and definitely had the right to tell them what to do, no matter what it was. It could have been to cut off their ears, drop out of school, jump off a cliff. They wouldn't mind. It wasn't their position to, like, say they didn't want to or anything.

He closed the door, then pointed right. "Your mom and sis are in the kitchen."

The brothers nodded, slipped out of their pants and shoes, underwear tossed with them in a clothes rack by the shoes. They headed for the kitchen area. On the way, they passed another unfamiliar older woman on all fours scratching her neck against the carpet. When they arrived, the two ladies were chatting at the table.

"Hi Mom," greeted Devin.

"Sis," added Cole.

"Hi Cole," waved Heather.

"Well well well!" Mrs. Jones turned and faux-pouted, "A little late today, aren't we?"

They cast down their eyes. Heather gave them a sympathetic frown. "But hey, they're looking really hard Mom. Definitely enough to give us a good, mean fucking."

"You are right, Heather."

"I mean, I already got John's sperm spurted up my butthole, which felt really nice," the girl sighed, stuffing a finger inside her butt-crack idly. "But my vagina cold definitely still use some visitors."

"Come here, Devin." Dearest mother opened her arms, letting her large, firm breasts breathe. "Give your mom her back-home hug."

The teenager obliged. He walked up to the woman. She grabbed his waist and pulled him to her, and he wrapped his arms over her bare back. She pressed her son tightly against her body, rubbing her cheek against his neck with motherly indulgence. One hand drifted downward to grip a butt cheek.

"Mmmmmff, you're my favorite for a reason, Dev honey!" she laughed as she squeezed, her other hand soon joining in. "Do you want to suck on my nips? You must be thirsty!"

"Thanks for the offer, Mom, but I'm okay." The empty Gatorade bottle in the teen's backpack pouch had been sufficient. For now.

Across the table, Heather had grabbed Cole's hand and bent herself over, dropping her pants down to the floor and moving her panties to the side. "No need for foreplay, bro, just ram it in me!"

Cole nodded. He clutched her hips and looked at his sister's moist snatch, then drove his 7-inch snake into the tunnel. They groaned and moaned, his thrusts shaking the paper towel holder off the surface.

"Sooo gooooodd," Heather let one arm lay sprawled across the table as she crooned, her face rubbing up and down the wooden material carelessly.

Meanwhile, Devin pulled his face away from his mom. She shifted her gaze downward to his lips and lightly pecked them. After a few seconds of this, it quickly evolved into a steamy exchange of lip and tongue. Their hands traveled their bodies greedily, Mrs. Jones' legs eventually wrapping themselves around her son's hips as she ground her pants-covered pussy against his cock. His breaths shaggily escaped him as he looked at her eyes and pushed her backward across the two chairs, feeling her up as they kissed and tongued.

"See?" They broke away for some air. Mrs. Jones' bangs strands were slightly disheveled across her face, but only made her look more arousing to the eye as a faintly carnal smile slid in between her cheeks. "Isn't it nice to have the whole family together?"

Over Heather's moans, Cole spoke up. "We have homework to finish."

"Oh heavens, let's not think about homework right now," waved the older woman as she unzipped her trousers and gestured to Devin to pull them off. "Family comes first, remember? Don't forget it, young man!"

The boy would've responded, but he suddenly felt his dick pulsing and the next thing he knew, he was releasing his seed into his sister's rinsed pussy as his fellow male sibling began tracing the lips of their family-first mother's pussy with his equally respectable package.

"Cole!" Exhaled his sister, looking at him through the corner of her eye. "I... I don't think I'm done yet... do you think you can eat me out?"

Brushing his own hair out of his eyes, he went on his knees as his sister flipped upward.

The four would interlope all the way through to the strike of 8 o'clock. They didn't even notice when John and his mom had left, or how. All that mattered was the smack and crackle of lustful flesh on flesh. Within that span of time, Mrs. Theresa Jones had four orgasms, Heather four and a half, and the guys a pair of throbbing, drained willies. A plate nearly broke, but luckily Cole had caught it in time. Luckily for Devin, the finish left him with the chance to get some Grey Lightning squeezed in.

Unfortunately for the high schooler, who stumbled into his and his brother's room naked and covered in sweat and sexual residue, he was a little too exhausted for that, or the homework. But of course, nothing trumped family time, which he did, in his own way, kind of love.

Besides, Grey Lightning was sort of boring, were he to think about it. Caped crusaders with old-fashioned superpowers battling crime in an urban setting....

He still hadn't finished binging Fertile Adventures With Danger Ranger and the Pussies. Maybe he should jump back on that later. They could even watch it during dinner tomorrow. Just had to ask his parents, first. Surely, they'd be cool with it. If not, he could always promise to use his dick a little more...