No, it's time

While waiting for Ailani to arrive, you try to fight off the anxiety you feel, with only partial success. It's irrational, you know. Everyone will be pleased. That's how it is. Amazingly, however, rational arguments seem to hold very little sway over irrational fears. Probably why they're called "irrational," you muse.

The living room has been rearranged in preparation for tonight's fun. Old Creak has been pushed to the side wall, still available but out of the way. Pillows have been brought down from every bedroom, along with two mattresses. There are lit candles on every side table (also pushed to the walls). A selection of lube and vibrators sits on one of the tables. A selection of wine and cheeses has been laid out. Everything is ready.

At around 6:00 pm Ailani arrives with two suitcases. Warren helps her bring them into what you will now call the Maids Room, at which point the lightly dressed five of you, plus your naked mother, sit in the living room, drinking wine and introducing Rosa to Ailani. About halfway through the second bottle of red wine the conversation seems to reach its natural conclusion. The **** has washed away any remaining nervousness you had, so you decide to get the party started, so to speak.

You walk over to where Erin sits nude and bend down to give her a kiss and a squeeze of her right breast. Your mother responds eagerly, but you pull back to give others some instructions. You tell Ailani to blow your father, while tossing Dana a strap-on and giving her a wink. You grab Rosa's hips from behind and give her a kiss on the back of her neck, then pull her towards one of the mattresses. Erin obediently lies down right where you point for her to. Rosa's hands were all over you, but seeing Erin presenting herself to you, she quickly strips you down and pops your glans into her mouth to get you ready. You give a contented hum.

"Mmmmh. Thank you, Rosa. Now go give my mom something wet to munch on."

As Rosa strips and then lowers herself onto Erin's face, you rub your tip up and down your mother's glistening entrance, paying special attention to her clit. Once happy noises start escaping from Rosa, you decide you've teased Erin enough, so you plunge in all the way to the hilt. This earns a huge if muffled moan from your mother. You begin a rhythm of long, slow pull outs, all the way until just the ridge of your tip is being held in by Erin's labia, then slamming yourself all the way back in. Each withdrawal earns whimpers from your mother, while each return stroke elicits a loud moan, which soon start rising in pitch.

As you pound away, you glance over to see that Dana and your father are spit-roasting Ailani, Dana's strap-on buried in that beautiful Asian ass and your father's dick working in and out of Ailani's face. It's an amazing sight and makes you remember deflowering your sister and creaming her tight little snatch from behind. The memory causes your cock to jump inside your mother, returning your focus to the scene in front of you. Rosa screams as your mother's tongue does its work and falls forward, then rolls off Erin's face.

On your next stroke, you lean forward and find your mother's mouth with yours. She returns the kiss eagerly while you speed up your thrusts until you're flying in and out of her convulsing cunt. You can tell you're both on the edge, so you lock eyes with her. You see only adoration and unconditional devotion looking up at you. With a final, powerful thrust, you stare into her eyes while flooding her womb with your essence. She throws her head back and screams her pleasure, while her pussy tries to wring every last drop of cum out of you.

"Yes, John! Breed me! Breed your slut! YeeeEEEESSSS!"

A growl from your father tells you he's just come down Ailani's throat. Did the thought of his own son cucking him send him over the edge? A thought for another time. You still have three more pussies to fill, you think, as you roll off Erin.