The Night That Finished Breaking My Family Apart

The night was going perfectly. The four of us had fucked without arguing for once, without reproaches or silence, and that was already asking a lot in my house.

We were in the middle of it. My mother, tied up and blindfolded, earplugs in so she couldn’t hear a thing, and me pounding into her from behind like an animal, making her enjoy it exactly the way she liked.

She enjoyed it even more because, in her head, it was Viktor who was slamming her against the headboard harder and harder every time. All I had to do was keep up the charade.

Beside us, in the same bed, my sister and my father.

Carla was on all fours, and my father was fucking her ass like a savage. He didn’t give a damn that she was his daughter; there were perfect ass cheeks offered up to him without shame, and that was enough for him.

I could hear my mother screaming, my father snorting like a bull, and my sister moaning every time the cock went in to the hilt. It was a concert that got me off the charts and, at the same time, left a knot in my stomach.

All of that was my fault. The degradation of my family had a single culprit, and it had started the day I touched my mother for the first time, almost by accident, because of one of my sister’s pranks.

Although, if I was honest, it had begun before that. I was already sleeping with Carla, she with her boss, and my mother with half the world. We had crossed so many lines that no one even knew where the first one had been.

What a fucking mess we’d gotten ourselves into.

I grabbed my mother by the hips and drove into her with all my strength, not letting her hold onto anything, pinning her against the headboard. I knew that was how Viktor did it, and that drove her crazy. That bastard fucked her without caring whether he hurt her, and she adored him for it precisely because of that.

I glanced sideways at Carla. She was sweating, strands of hair falling across her face and she was blowing to move them aside without managing it, because she had to keep both hands pressed into the mattress so she wouldn’t slide with every thrust from my father.

She turned for a second and looked at me with a sweet expression that didn’t fit at all with what was happening. Her head was going back and forth, back and forth, and even so, between one gasp and the next, she blew me a kiss. A tender kiss, almost affectionate.

That threw me off. Carla had always been cold, calculating, she did everything for some hidden reason. What was she after now, looking at me like that?

I saw her enjoying herself so much that I stopped thinking about it and focused on my mother again.

—Aaah... I’m... I’m going to cum, Adrián —Carla blurted out all of a sudden.

She was saying it to me when it was my father who was wrecking her. I looked at her, shrugged, and didn’t think anything of it.

—Cum, Carla —I replied.

—Yes, my love... now... now I’m cumming —she answered, smiling at me.

I saw my father yank her hair and shove so hard that the two of them crashed face-first onto the bed, without the cock coming out of place.

—What a ass you’ve got, Carla! —he growled.

He pushed himself up a little and dropped back down, sinking in to the hilt. My sister screamed with every thrust, clutching the sheets, but neither she nor he let up the pace.

—Take that! Take that! Fuck! —my father kept saying as he hammered her.

Every time he came down on her, his hips struck those ass cheeks with a hard slap. He was unloading on my sister all the rage he felt toward his wife: knowing she had cheated on him, that his own son had been fucking her, and God knows how many other people.

—Cum, Dad —Carla begged in a hoarse voice—. Cum already.

The fatigue showed on her face, and so did the effort of keeping up with him. My father drove in one last time, collapsed on top of her, and kept thrusting a few more times as he emptied himself. He snorted like a bull and lay there on her back, still inside.

—Fuck, Carla —he gasped, pulling out at last—. What an ass.

My sister blew me another kiss and shrugged, as if apologizing for having given her ass to our father. I winked at her and kept doing my thing.

It was my turn to finish the job: fuck my mother like a beast so she’d keep believing it was Viktor and be satisfied.

The problem was that I was fucking her without soul, without giving myself over. It turned me on a lot more to look at Carla, to see her twisting when my father was punishing her, than the actual job I had in front of me.

Then I noticed something strange. My mother wasn’t like she was other times: she wasn’t begging, she wasn’t insulting me, she wasn’t lifting her ass asking for more. Too still for someone who thought she was fucking her platonic crush.

I grabbed her hair and pulled hard, forcing her to arch her back while I kept pounding into her, smashing my pelvis against her ass over and over again.

And finally she reacted. She started screaming, panting like a wild animal, lifting her hips so I could go deeper. She looked incredible like that: her tits hanging and swaying with every strike, her body giving itself over completely.

I had an amazing mother, a mature woman who lived by and for sex, and when she let loose she didn’t hold back one bit.

I slapped her ass with an open hand.

—Bastard! —she screamed, though right away she wiggled her ass at me, provoking me, looking for me to punish her more.

I tightened my fingers on her hips, pulled her toward me, and slammed in hard.

—Fuck, you’re so hot, Mom —I said, knowing full well she couldn’t hear me with the earplugs in.

I slapped her again and she screamed for more, begging me to fuck her harder because she wanted to cum. But I still wasn’t entirely convinced; something about her surrender wasn’t completely natural.

I looked at Carla again and remembered how all this madness had started: the night she walked into my room showing me her underwear, pretending to be innocent when she’d long since left that behind. My sister had been passed from hand to hand before that, and the worst part was when she fell into the clutches of her boss, Rubén, who twisted her and twisted her until he turned her into what she was now.

Even so, she was my sister, and I loved her like no one else.

What I didn’t understand was that new look, as if I were the love of her life and she wanted to take care of me.

Carla saw my mother’s tits hanging and pointed at them at me, laughing.

—Eat them —I told her, half joking.

She blew me a kiss, slid under my mother, and started sucking her breasts, kneading and squeezing them at the same time, giving her pleasure and a bit of pain all at once.

My father was watching us with his cock in his hand, recovering. I saw it growing again, hard once more, ready for combat.

Carla signaled him and he obeyed without thinking. He climbed onto the bed, grabbed his wife by the head, and forced her to suck his cock.

—Suck —he ordered her.

Fuck, what a degrading scene.

Once again the four of us were going at it all at once: my sister nibbling at my mother’s tits, my father fucking her mouth, and me destroying her ass mercilessly.

—Aaah... fuck me, all of you —my mother moaned when he let her breathe.

I had Carla within reach, so I took the chance to slip my fingers between her legs.

—Touch me, my love —she whispered, looking at me with a tenderness that made no sense.

I slipped my fingers inside her and started fucking her pussy with them while I kept driving into my mother.

—Just like that, my love... just like that —Carla gasped.

—What a ass she’s got —she admitted all of a sudden, laughing—. No wonder there was a line waiting to get in.

I looked at my father in alarm, just in case he’d heard, but he was still doing his thing, with a lecherous look on his face, oblivious to everything.

My sister slid her fingers into my mother’s pussy and showed me them, dripping wet.

—Look how soaked the whore is —she said between laughs.

I heard her roar and knew my mother was cumming, trapped between the cock wrecking her from behind and the fingers rubbing her from the front.

—Ahhh... fuck, that feels so good —she shouted, squeezing her ass around my cock inside her.

I drove into her over and over until she finished cumming, and then she kept sucking my father’s cock until she got every last drop out of him.

I still wasn’t done. My balls were about to explode. I pulled my cock out of my mother’s ass and jerked off in front of Carla’s face, who was waiting with her tongue out.

—There —I said, stroking her cheek as I came.

Carla took my load like it was a treasure, swallowing devotionally, looking at me the whole time with that expression halfway between sweet and perverse.

—I love you, Adrián —she murmured as she swallowed.

She wanted to keep going, but I pushed her face away. She looked at me sadly, so I grabbed her by the hair and kissed her on the mouth.

—Later you can suck me off —I whispered in her ear.

She winked at me.

—Now you’re going to fuck me in our bed.

We told my father to get lost, untied my mother, and Carla and I went off to keep going alone.

***

In the morning I woke up with Carla beside me and, for a second, everything from the night before seemed impossible. It had been outrageous, yes, but we had enjoyed it right up to the last minute.

My sister was sleeping naked, her body stretched out along the bed like a statue, one leg slightly bent over the other and her hand tangled in her hair. I brought my ear close to her lips and heard her breathing peacefully.

I got up carefully so as not to wake her, but she stirred and opened her eyes with a charming smile. She blew me a kiss.

—Come back, Adrián —she whispered, stretching to show me her tits.

I shook my head, but she insisted.

—Don’t you want your sister anymore? —she asked, pouting theatrically.

She spread her legs a little and ran a finger over her sex, stroking herself slowly.

—We had way too much fun last night —she added.

I looked at her pose and my cock got hard on its own. Carla was an expert at moving her pieces; she knew how to handle my father, me, and anyone else within reach.

—Look how wet I am, Adrián —she insisted, opening herself with two fingers—. And I need you to fuck me. Aren’t you going to do that for your sister?

—You’re bad —I replied, laughing.

—Maybe —she answered, knowing she was winning—, but I’ve got my pussy waiting for you.

She leaned back on the bed, brought her knees almost up to her shoulders, and spread her legs completely. The view was spectacular: she was showing me everything without a shred of shame, so I could choose where to stick my cock.

I climbed between her legs and slid the head of my cock up and down her slit.

—Don’t make me wait —she panted with a wicked smile.

Her hard nipples, her blazing stare, and that open pussy in front of me got me so worked up that I decided to go in hard.

—I’m going to fuck you until you can’t take any more —I said, moving in.

—Uhhh, yes —she moaned—. Put it in to the hilt.

I pushed my hips and fucked her without mercy.

—Aaah, bastard! —she screamed when she felt all of it inside.

Her cry startled me and for a moment I thought I’d hurt her, but the smile on her face told me she was still playing with me, teasing me as always.

—Give it to me hard, little brother —she panted—. Don’t stop.

I drove into her again with force and saw her bite her lip, her eyes half-lidded with pure pleasure. I started hammering her without a pause, burying my cock to the hilt again and again.

—God, Adrián, that feels so good!

Her hair fell across her face and she blew to move it aside, mouth open, gasping for air, her breasts bouncing with every strike. I was fucking my sister like a savage and she was provoking me with that obscene look only she knew how to make.

All of a sudden, Carla smiled toward the door.

—Come in, fuck’s sake —she blurted out.

I turned and saw my mother in the doorway, touching herself, wearing only panties. I motioned to her and she didn’t hesitate: she climbed onto the bed and settled beside us, her fingers buried in her own sex, looking at us anxiously, asking permission to join the party.

—Come here —Carla ordered, yanking her by the hair.

My mother bent down and right away she was devouring her tits, squeezing one with her hand and sucking the other. Seeing them like that turned me on like crazy. I grabbed both of them by the nape and brought their mouths together.

Carla pulled away for a second, looked at me smiling, understood what I wanted, and grabbed my mother by the hair to kiss her lustfully, devouring her lips.

I held my sister’s legs up and fucked her harder. Watching the two of them tangled together, kissing like that, drove me completely insane.

I pulled out and Carla forced my mother to suck me off, holding my cock with her hand and pushing her head down.

—Suck —she ordered contemptuously.

While my mother sucked me, Carla sat up so she wouldn’t miss a single detail.

—Put it in already —she begged, out of breath.

My mother grabbed my cock and fit it back into Carla’s pussy.

—Fuck your sister! —she panted, touching herself again.

And there the three of us stayed, lost once more, until the phone rang.

Carla answered and her face changed instantly. She listened in silence, nodded a couple of times, and hung up looking very serious.

—What is it? —I asked, worried.

She sighed before answering.

—It was Rubén.

My mother and I waited.

—He wants to see the three of us tonight in his office.

—The three of us? —my mother asked, confused.

—The three of us —Carla repeated—. He says he’s bringing a friend, and that he’s got a surprise ready for us.

We looked at each other in silence. After everything we had crossed, none of us dared imagine what awaited us that night.