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The Arkansas Family Reunion

Welcome to the reunion. The Arkansas clan is a close-knit family. After all, Joe is married to his first cousin, his brother, Ed, is married to Norma, Ed’s twin sister, and Joe’s son, Nick, keeps suggesting he like to hump his sister, Suzi.

Nick is tall, handsome, and hung, and all of his female cousins, not to mention his aunts and his mom, want some of that. No one ever wears clothes at these reunions, and it’s always a big deal when one of the Arkansas kids turns 18 and gets to attend for the first time.

This year it’s Suzi’s first time, and the tall, super-model pretty redhead plans to enjoy every minute of it. From watching her brother play with himself as he watches his grandmother giving head to their father, to a hot threesome with her cousins Mollie and Ted, to the “milking contest” in the barn won by Nick and his mother, and the sexual fireworks on the porch and lawn as the family watches the actual fireworks in the sky on the 4th of July, The Arkansas Family Reunion is a non-stop sexual encounter with one of the closest families in America.

Written using my Mo Beevir pen name.

“Start milking, ladies,” Emily said.

“This really is a monster,” Marilyn said, kneeling in front of her son as she stroked his cock. “Do you mind if I suck on it a little?”

She didn’t wait for an answer, popping the massive knob into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip. Suzi, who didn’t have a partner for this contest, watched fascinated as her mother sucked her brother. It was surprising just how much of Nick’s enormous cock she could get into her mouth. I’m going to have to ask for lessons, she thought.

Marilyn wondered how she hadn’t noticed how big her son was until now. Sure, most of the time here, this year or last, he hadn’t been hard, and it obviously shrank a lot when it got soft.  But they had this contest every year, so she must have seen him hard last year, mustn’t she? Who was I jerking last year? she wondered. Oh, sure, her brother Ed. Ed was just average. Had she really been concentrating so hard on getting him off that she hadn’t noticed any of the other men? Not even her magnificent son?

Well, she was certainly noticing him now. It actually felt like he was getting bigger in her mouth, which she doubted was possible. If he grew any more they’d have to throw away the ruler and measure him with a yardstick.

“Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!” Ted moaned. He felt like he was about to explode as his mother jerked his straining prick. Her lips moved up and down the swollen shaft with her fist, and from time to time her tongue would flick out and collect the clear pre-cum that was oozing from the tip. He was almost there.

At that moment his mother pulled her head back and shoved a spit-covered index finger into his asshole. That did it. His cock spasmed and blasted a thick stream of jism onto the polished wood floor in front of him.

As his dick continued to throb, his mother took it into her mouth. The first blast was the one that mattered. It would always shoot the farthest. Now she wanted the rest of his cum for herself.

“Tasty,” she said, swallowing a mouthful of spunk.

“Three feet, seven inches,” Emily announced, retracting the steel tape measure.

“You’re a good son,” Mary told him, kissing his slowly deflating prick. She wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, pulling toward the tip, which produced another drop of milky cum. Smiling, she licked it off, then stood up and put her arm around his shoulders. “Now we just have to wait for the others,” she said.

“Uh huh.”

“You can play with Mommy’s pussy while we’re waiting,” she whispered. “If you want.”

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