The old four-storied house creaked under every thrust. Mom was bent over the kitchen table on the first floor, her fat ass spread wide as I slammed my cock into her dripping cunt from behind. "Fuck me harder, son," she grunted, pushing back to take every inch. Her pussy clenched tight around my shaft, wet and sloppy from how many times I'd already dumped loads in her that morning.
We moved upstairs. On the second floor, my sister was waiting on the couch, legs spread, fingering her shaved slit. "Come here and fuck your little sister," she ordered, voice raw. I pulled out of Mom and shoved straight into her. She screamed as I bottomed out, her tight walls gripping me like a vice. Mom watched, rubbing her clit, telling us both how filthy we were for fucking like animals in the family home.
Third floor was the bedroom where Dad joined.
He had his dick in my sister's mouth while I kept pounding her pussy. "Suck it deep, baby girl," he growled, holding her head. Spit ran down her chin as she gagged on him. I slapped her ass red, driving into her harder, the whole bed shaking. Mom climbed on and sat on my face, grinding her cum-filled cunt against my tongue while I ate her out.
By the fourth floor attic, we were all naked and sweating, bodies tangled on the old mattress. I fucked Mom's ass while Dad took my sister's pussy right beside us. The sounds were pure filth—skin slapping, moans, wet squelching, everyone cursing and begging for more cum. We switched partners again and again, no rules left, just raw family lust filling every hole until we collapsed in a sticky, exhausted pile, cum leaking from every used opening.
