The house was quiet except for the wet sounds coming from the living room. Mom had me on my knees between her spread thighs, her pussy shaved smooth and already glistening. "Lick it like I showed you last week, baby," she said, voice low and direct. "Get that tongue deep in your mother's cunt."
I was twenty-one, old enough to know this was wrong, but my cock was rock hard in my shorts. Dad sat on the couch across from us, stroking himself slowly while he watched. My sister Emma, eighteen and fresh out of high school, knelt beside him, her small hand wrapped around his thick shaft, learning the rhythm he liked.
"That's it, Em," Dad grunted. "Stroke Daddy's dick nice and firm. Squeeze the head on every upstroke." She followed his instructions exactly, eyes wide but focused, her other hand rubbing her own bare pussy like Mom had taught her the night before.
Mom grabbed my hair and pulled my face harder against her.
"Suck my clit, son. Use your fingers too. Two inside, curl them like you're trying to find my G-spot." I did it, tasting her sweet, musky juice as it coated my tongue. She moaned loud and dirty, hips rocking. "Fuck yes, just like that. You're getting good at eating your own mother's pussy."
Across the room, Dad stood up and pulled Emma's mouth to his cock. "Open wide, sweetheart. Time for your first real lesson in sucking cock." She hesitated only a second before parting her lips. He fed her the head, then a few inches, guiding her with a hand on the back of her head. "Breathe through your nose. Relax your throat. That's my girl."
Mom came hard on my face, thighs clamping around my ears, flooding my mouth. "Good boy," she panted, pulling me up by the hair. "Now fuck me. Stick that cock in the same hole you came out of." I shoved my shorts down, lined up, and sank into her wet heat in one thrust. She was tight and hot, gripping me perfectly.
"Harder," she ordered. "Pound your mother's cunt." I did, hips slapping loud and filthy. Dad had Emma on all fours now, licking her from behind while she moaned around his cock. "Taste how wet your sister is," he told me between licks. "She's dripping for family cock."
Mom pushed me onto my back and climbed on top, riding me reverse so she could watch Dad. "Look at your sister taking Daddy's tongue," she said, grinding down on my dick. "Soon it'll be your turn to fuck her. But first, watch how he stretches her."
Dad stood and pressed his cock against Emma's tight entrance. "This is going to hurt at first," he warned her. "But you push back and take it like a good girl." He pushed in slow, inch by inch, while Emma gasped and clawed the carpet. Mom reached over and rubbed her clit for her, helping her relax.
"Relax that pussy, baby," Mom cooed. "Let Daddy train you." Once he was balls-deep, he started fucking her in steady strokes, telling her exactly how good her cunt felt. Emma came first, shaking and crying out, then Dad pulled out and shot thick ropes across her ass and lower back.
Mom clenched around me, coming again. "Fill me up, son. Pump your cum deep in Mommy's pussy." I grabbed her hips and unloaded, pulsing hard inside her while she kept riding through it.
Afterward we didn't stop. Dad had Emma suck him hard again while Mom showed her how to sixty-nine with me. "Lick your brother's balls while he eats you," she instructed. The room smelled like sex, sounded like wet flesh and dirty commands. By the time the night ended, Emma had taken my cock for the first time, riding me slow while Mom and Dad watched and coached every thrust.
We kept the lessons going every weekend after that. Mom taught Emma how to take it in the ass. Dad showed me how to hold back until the girls were begging. It was raw and constant, no pretending it wasn't exactly what we all wanted: family training in sex and incest, one filthy lesson at a time.
