Trapped in the Snow – 8



“Number two…each one of us has obviously written something down that we’d either like to do or see. In order to be fair to everyone’s desires and or fantasies, we need to do our level best to see to it that they’re honored and fulfilled. Otherwise, it will spoil it for everyone else. Are we also in agreement there?”

Once again, we all agreed, though I was quite interested and no wonder what it was my sister had come up with, especially by the smiles on both of their faces. I hurriedly finished writing mine down, and then tossed it into the container, and then at mom’s suggestion, ran back down to my room in order to retrieve my bathrobe. Dad was already waiting for him to be thrown over the back of the couch.

“You don’t have to wear it either,” she told me after I’d returned. “Only if you get too cold sitting around naked. With that, she took hers off, though the warmth of the fire had seen to it that the room was comfortably maintained. Dad had finished writing his note, folded it, and then placed it inside mom’s bowl. Picking it up, she secured the lid and then stood shaking it thoroughly, mixing them up.

“Ok, Max? Why don’t you draw out the first one,” mom stood there grinning, her marvelous nude body already incentive, arousing my manhood as I now joined her, standing by her side reaching in. I did so, handing it to her. “Go ahead…read it,” she said excitedly, as we all were.

I read the first couple of words to myself silently, realizing as I did this one was moms. I swallowed hard, rereading it to myself before Sophia spoke up and complained.

“Hey, no fair reading it ahead of time!” She told me. “Read it out loud so we can all hear what it has to say at the same time!”

I cleared my throat, looking up towards mom, and then dad…feeling the heat in my face begin to grow as I did so.

“Ok, well…obviously this one is moms,” I began, hearing her giggle even before I began. And then hearing dad speak in almost a whisper,

“This should be good,” he said, catching a look from her.

“Not if you don’t behave!” She told him sternly. “Now go on Max, read it!”

I cleared my throat again, and then read. “I have always had this fantasy, something I’ve never done or even tried, but have thought about repeatedly. So, what I’d like to experience for the very first time, is what it would be like to experience a naughty double fuck while having my daughters suck on and play with my breasts while Max and Harold fuck me. And I’d prefer it if Max was the one to take my ass for the first time,” she’d added as a postscript.

Dad was grinning from ear to ear, I figured he’d half expected that. Obviously it was something they had in fact previously discussed. Collette too was grinning upon hearing mom’s request, though Sophia had squealed in feigned surprise at hearing what it actually was.

“God, even I’ve never considered doing that mom!” she said seriously, on the one hand not sure if she found that arousing or not, yet on the other, sounding curiously excited at actually seeing it anyway.

She had obviously come prepared for it too, just in case. I saw her pull several things out of a bag she’d brought down with her, including the same double-ended dildo the girls had used on one another the day before, along with a few other things, something called “Honey Dust”, some massage ointments, and then some KY lubricant which she handed to me.

“Make sure you and I both are good and slippery,” she announced. “And it might be a good idea if we roll out the bed again for this one,” she added. “I want to be nice and comfortable when this finally happens.”

We hurriedly did that, making the bed ready as dad was the first to crawl into it, lying on his back. Mom quickly positioned herself over dad first. “Once he’s in…go ahead and lube me up,” she told me, and then yourself,” she reminded me. “Not too much though, or you might make it too slippery, just enough to get your cock inside me,” mom said, already sounding lusty as hell, especially by the look on her face. She had that “I’m so fucking horny!” look about her that I was starting to become very familiar with.

“How’s that feeling?” I said as I easily managed to slip a finger inside her ass, worming it about, ensuring that she was indeed all nice and lubricated inside there.

“Nice, very very nice. Just go slow and easy at first, until I tell you otherwise,” she asked.

Mom had already impaled herself on dad’s steel cock, though he lay beneath her unmoving, now waiting for me. Like Sophia had asked the first time, now Collette did. “Let me put it in her,” she stated, kneeling at my side, reaching over to place the head of my cock at the tiny puckered opening of mom’s ass.

 “Easy does it,” she said speaking for mom as I looked down, watching her initially tease mom’s opening with the head of my dick. “OK…now, press inwards, just a little, just until the tip slips in, and then stay there,” she instructed me.

Since this was basically my first time ever for this too, I was quite frankly glad for the instructional guidance, and did as she asked. Collette held my cock in fact so that just the head could slip in, that and nothing more, as though ensuring I didn’t get carried away with myself and shove the whole thing in at once. She and I both watched as it finally did, just the tip finally spearing mom’s ass, sliding inside her.

“Hmmm,” Mom moaned pleasurably. “That…feels nice!”

“More?” I now asked unnecessarily.

She wiggled back against me in response to that. “A bit more yes…” she almost hissed, “Just a little, let me enjoy feeling it inch by inch as you get in.”

Collette wasn’t about to let me do any more than that either, once again grasping my shaft, two inches, no more appearing out of her hand, though her hand now rested almost a bit too snugly against my balls.

“Go ahead Max,” she urged me, her freehand now rubbing my ass as I slowly inserted what I could inside mom. Once again hearing her moan pleasurably as the girth of my aroused cock began to widen her opening even more than it was already. Tapered as I was, unlike dad, it helped make the penetration perhaps a bit easier on her than it ever would have been with him.

“Oh fuck yes that feels good!” Mom almost cried out, “Now give it to me Max, all of it, every fucking inch! Put it in me, and then just hold it there!”

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