My friend was fucking my mom and my sister

School had let out a week early for us. The final two weeks were a free-for-all—no attendance taken, everyone released until finals. That meant three glorious weeks of freedom. I seized the chance to head back to my hometown, figuring it’d be a nice surprise for the family. The bus rolled into the city around 9:30 PM, and by the time I reached the house, it was pushing 10:30.

I always carry my house key—never been one for knocking. That night, I slipped the key into the lock, eased the door open, and stepped inside. I dropped my suitcase, ready to call out, “I’m home!” when a cacophony of strange noises erupted from the living room. Grunts, moans, and rhythmic thuds. What the hell was going on?

Curiosity pulled me toward the sound. I crept to the living room door and peeked inside. The sight hit me like a freight train. My two best friends from high school, Jake and Ethan—guys who’d skipped college to work at their dads’ auto shop—were in the middle of the room, stark naked, on a massive bed that had no business being there. And they weren’t alone. My mom, Linda, and my sister, Sarah, were with them, tangled in a sweaty, writhing foursome that looked like something out of a fever dream.

Mom was on all fours, her voluptuous curves glistening with sweat. Jake, built like a linebacker, was behind her, his thick cock slamming into her ass with relentless force. Each thrust made her moan—a high-pitched, primal sound that echoed through the room. She was loving every second of it. Meanwhile, her face was buried between Sarah’s spread thighs, her tongue lapping at Sarah’s glistening pussy. Sarah, her legs splayed wide, was moaning softly, her hands gripping Ethan’s cock as she sucked him off with a hunger I’d never seen. Her lips slid up and down his shaft, wet and eager, as Ethan groaned, his hands tangled in her hair.

I stood frozen, my brain struggling to process the scene. But then I noticed something even wilder. In the corner, barely visible in the dim light, a professional-grade camera was set up on a tripod, its red light blinking. My dad, Robert, was behind it, completely naked, his cock hard as he filmed the debauchery. Next to him stood my aunt, Karen, her fingers buried in her pussy as she masturbated, her other hand stroking Dad’s cock. The room was a haze of lust, the air thick with the scent of sex.

Before I could fully process this insanity, the group on the bed shifted. Jake lay back, his cock standing like a flagpole. Mom straddled him, guiding his dick into her dripping pussy with a slow, deliberate motion. She sank down, her moans growing louder as she rode him, her hips grinding in rhythmic circles. Ethan moved behind her, spitting on his cock before easing it into her ass. The three of them became a synchronized machine—Mom sandwiched between two cocks, her body trembling as they fucked her in unison. Sarah, not to be outdone, pressed her pussy against Ethan’s ass, grinding against him as she moaned, “Fuck, you guys are so hot!”

Mom’s voice cut through the haze, raw and desperate. “God, fuck me harder, you studs! Rip my pussy and ass apart!” Jake grinned, his hands gripping her hips. “Anything for you, Linda. Just keep that tight ass ready for me whenever I want it.” Ethan pulled out of her ass, his cock slick, and shoved it into Sarah’s waiting mouth. She devoured it, slurping loudly, her eyes half-closed in ecstasy. I couldn’t believe it. Wasn’t Sarah’s husband, Mike, supposed to be keeping her satisfied? Where the hell was he?

As if on cue, a sharp cry came from the next room. More surprises, apparently. I started toward the sound, glancing back to see Aunt Karen now on her knees, sucking Dad’s cock as he kept filming. The other room’s door was ajar. I peered inside and saw Mike, my brother-in-law, pounding my other aunt, Emma, against a dresser. Emma was bent over, her hands braced on the wood, her ass jiggling with each of Mike’s powerful thrusts. His cock was buried deep in her pussy, and she was egging him on.

“Fuck me, you stud!” Emma growled. “Show me you’ve got what it takes to pass the pussy-fucking test!”

Mike chuckled, his hands gripping her hips. “So, I’ve gotta fuck you to prove I’m the man? Hell, Emma, you’re the queen of sluts. Bet you’ve had every cock in town.”

Emma laughed, her voice husky. “Damn right, kid. I’m the prophet of whores. But fuck, your dick’s a monster. You’re wrecking my pussy and ass. Meanwhile, your wife’s getting railed by those young studs in there. Once I’m done with you, I’m taking one of them next. Those boys have cocks that could split a girl in half.”

“Deal,” Mike said, his thrusts growing faster. “I’ll send one over after I cum in your mouth.” Moments later, he groaned, pulling out and shooting ropes of cum across Emma’s lips. She licked it up greedily, wiping her face with a tissue. “Go get one of those boys,” she said, waving him off. Mike left the room, and I ducked into a nearby closet to avoid being seen.

When I peeked out again, Emma was sprawled face-down on the bed, her curvy body glistening. Her pussy and ass were on full display, and something snapped inside me. The devil whispered in my ear, and before I knew it, I was stripping naked. My cock was rock-hard, throbbing with need. I crept toward her, my heart pounding. Emma’s eyes were closed, but she wasn’t asleep—just resting, her breathing heavy.

I reached out, my fingers grazing her ass. She moaned softly, clearly enjoying it. “Back already, stud?” she murmured, her hand reaching back to grab my cock. “Fuck, you’re still hard as steel. You’re gonna destroy me, aren’t you?”

I didn’t say a word, just kept stroking her ass, my fingers sliding toward her soaked pussy. I teased her clit, then slipped a finger inside, feeling her walls clench around me. She squirmed, her moans growing louder. “Damn, you know how to touch a woman,” she said, still not opening her eyes. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I spat on my cock, lined it up with her gaping asshole, and pushed in.

“Oh, fuck!” Emma gasped, her body arching. “That’s a fucking monster cock! You’re gonna ruin me tonight!” She lifted her hips, settling into a doggy-style position, and I started fucking her hard, my cock slamming into her ass with wet, rhythmic slaps. I stayed silent, letting her moans fill the room. After a few minutes, she panted, “Alright, stud, time for my pussy.” She flipped over, spreading her legs—and froze when she saw me.

“What the fuck?!” she shrieked. “James?! What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at school?”

I grinned, unfazed. “Heard there was a party. Figured I’d join in. Everyone’s fucking everyone, so I guess you’re my prize, Aunt Emma. Spread that pussy—let me fuck you proper.”

She laughed, a wicked glint in her eye. “You dirty little shit.” She grabbed my cock, guiding it to her dripping pussy. I thrust in, hard and fast, my hips slapping against her. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper, her lips crashing against mine in a sloppy, hungry kiss. For ten minutes, I fucked her relentlessly, her pussy clenching around me as she moaned into my mouth.

“Fuck, James, you still haven’t cum?” she gasped. “When you’re ready, shoot it in my mouth.” Seconds later, I felt the pressure build. I pulled out, aimed at her open mouth, and unloaded, thick ropes of cum splattering across her tongue. She swallowed every drop, then leaned forward, sucking my cock clean.

We collapsed onto the bed, but the night was far from over. Sarah burst in, followed by Jake, Ethan, and a very naked Aunt Karen. Sarah’s eyes widened when she saw me. “James?! What the hell?!” she yelled, then turned toward the living room. “Mom, Dad, get in here! You gotta see this!”

Mom, Dad, and Mike stormed in, Mom still impaled on Mike’s cock, her legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked her mid-stride. “What the fuck are you doing here, James?” she demanded.

I shrugged, my cock still hard. “Same thing you’re all doing. I just fucked Aunt Emma. What’s the big deal?”

Mike, clearly turned on, started pounding Mom harder, her moans filling the room. Dad clapped his hands. “Alright, everyone, back to your fucking!” I stood up, ready to take a break, but Emma grabbed my arm. “Not so fast. I need a shower, then we’re going again with Jake and Ethan.”

I smirked, turning to Aunt Karen. Her massive tits were begging for attention. I reached out, squeezing them, and she wasted no time grabbing my cock, stroking it with expert precision. Meanwhile, Mom, Mike, and Dad headed back to the living room, where Dad and Mike took turns fucking Mom on the giant bed. Emma emerged from the shower, her skin glistening, and dove into a foursome with Sarah, Jake, and Ethan.

My fantasy for kitchen sex kicked in. I dragged Karen to the kitchen, bending her over the counter. Her pussy was already soaked as I slid my cock inside, fucking her hard against the cold marble. “Fuck, James, you’re a machine!” she screamed, her tits bouncing with each thrust. I grabbed a bottle of whipped cream from the fridge, spraying it across her tits and licking it off as I fucked her. The kitchen became our playground—her pussy, my cock, and a mess of dessert toppings.

The night stretched into a blur of hedonism. By morning, I woke early, as always. Karen and Emma were sprawled beside me, their naked bodies tangled in the sheets. I wandered the house, finding Sarah curled up with Jake and Mike, Dad and Ethan passed out next to Mom. The house reeked of sex, a testament to the night’s insanity.

For the next few nights, the debauchery continued. I later learned they’d planned a massive sex party at our beach house for the next three weeks. But I had to head back for finals, my mind stuck on the orgy I was missing. While I sweated over exams, they were sweating for entirely different reasons.

To everyone involved—endless love and filthy nights.