Secrets of an Amorous Family

I still enjoyed the feeling of delight recalling every moment of the transaction with my father and my brother that had just rolled in my room. I remembered a fact that happened in high school: one time in the second year there was no last class, everyone left, except me and two classmates who stayed inside the room after we turned off the lights. Days before, we had exchanged some kisses and caresses during a group work in their residence. Only now the business was different, we were starting a more intimate relationship with the libido of a thousand, and without witnesses. Their jaw was weak, but after the preliminaries of kisses and handshakes, I was already determined to have sex with the two. The cheap one began to heat up when a pin was put out of my pants and I lowered it starting a kick. Probably that would be my first subtle transaction to the three, however, the bad mess: I heard Thiago calling for me desperately. My brother was another gang of gossips, but my brother had turned me on and left me there for only a few seconds until he noticed the light in the dark and began to give me a hint of his displeasure. My brother left me there in the dark and began to give me a hint of his displeasure. Obviously, I played the innocent victim and managed to keep the boys from hitting each other, which was a good thing, because he would have gotten worse. Coming back to the present, I heard whispers and recognized my mother's voice. I reached my door to listen better, but the sounds stopped. I paused for a moment and went into the dark room, where there was only a light bulb coming out of the small opening in the couple's suite door. I pulled back from the counter and heard a characteristic noise of high-impact sexual activity, in addition to verbal abuse from my mother. I looked through the doorway and saw the three of them in the biggest whorehouse: my brother lying at the head of the bed, my mother sitting on her cane, legs open and back to him. Dona Ana Flor was busting her butt carrying bombs in her mouth as she forced the box in her mouth to sound out the balls. Son of a bitch! That's why I was in such a hurry to get out of my room. Did I know what had happened to my baby? It made me want to break in and talk a lot, but with what right, I also had a glass roof. Man, it gave me a fucking hard-on to see my mom so hot and slutty getting pumped hard by the two of you, so I stuck my hand down my pants and touched myself while watching the sex show. Putz! My father screamed and made fun of her in her mouth. The bitch continued to suckle like a hungry baby licking and swallowing all the milk from the mead basket... At that time I also had fun. Ahhh! I imagined that my fingers were my dad's stick. I slid my back down the wall and sat on the floor writhing with almost my whole hand in my mouth. I almost didn't let out a scream with the crazy horny that took over my body. I wet my pants. I got up next and quietly went to my room. The atmosphere at home became strange that Sunday when everyone woke up late. After lunch Dad called the family together for a meeting in the living room. "Frank play and cards on the table", he said and kept on talking. We all have some secret practice here in our home, we would be condemned by the hypocritical society if it came out. Why don't we create our own mini family society, with our own rules? You two are already adults, you have sexual experience. We have always had a friendly and affectionate relationship with each other. We will continue to respect each other as a family, but sex will not be a taboo between parents and children, or between siblings. Thiago and I agreed, we've been doing everything the same, and in secret, we'd be free to go around the house, without exaggeration. Under our rules, can I walk around naked in here from now on? Mother smiled and supported me. I vote for it, after all, we do much bolder things than that, don't we? That's it... for now.