The Night That Finished Breaking My Family Apart

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

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

She enjoyed it even more because, in her head, it was Viktor who was driving her into the headboard harder and harder. 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 care that she was his daughter; he had a pair of perfect buttocks in front of him offering themselves 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 all the way in. It was a concert that had me on fire and, at the same time, left me with a knot in my stomach.

All of this was my fault. My family’s degradation had a single person responsible, 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 earlier. 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 everything I had, 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 loved him for exactly that.

I glanced sideways at Carla. She was sweating, strands of hair falling across her face as she blew at them without managing to move them, because she had to keep both hands planted on the mattress so she wouldn’t slide with each thrust from my father.

She turned for a second and looked at me with a sweet expression that had absolutely no place in what was happening. Her head was going back and forth, back and forth, and even so, between gasps, 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 watched her enjoy herself so much that I stopped thinking about it and focused back on my mother.

—Aah... I’m... I’m gonna cum, Adrián —Carla blurted out suddenly.

She was saying that to me when it was my father who was tearing her apart. I looked at her, shrugged, and didn’t give it any importance.

—Come for it, Carla —I replied.

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

I saw my father yank her hair and thrust so hard that the two of them fell face-first onto the bed, without the cock ever slipping out of place.

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

He pushed up a little and then dropped back down, sinking in to the hilt. My sister was screaming with every thrust, clutching the sheets, but neither she nor he slowed down.

—Take it! Take it! Fuck! —my father kept repeating as he slammed into her.

Each time he came down on her, his hips slapped against those cheeks with a dry crack. He was unloading on my sister all the rage he felt toward his wife: knowing she’d cheated on him, that her own son was fucking her, and God knows how many other people besides.

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

Exhaustion showed on her face, along with the effort of keeping up the pace. My father gave one last thrust, collapsed onto her, and pushed a few more times as he emptied himself. He blew out air like a bull and lay there on her back, still inside.

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

My sister blew me another kiss and shrugged, as if apologizing for having handed her ass to our father. I winked at her and went back to my own business.

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 to it. I was far more turned on watching Carla, seeing her writhe when my father punished her, than by the task I had in hand.

Then I noticed something odd. My mother wasn’t like she usually was: she wasn’t begging, insulting me, or lifting her ass, asking for more. Too still for someone who believed she was fucking her platonic crush.

I grabbed her hair and yanked hard, forcing her to arch her back while I kept thrusting without pause, my pelvis slamming against her ass again and again.

And finally she reacted. She started screaming, panting like a wild animal, lifting her hips so I could go deeper. It was a pleasure to see her like that: her tits hanging and swaying with every удар, her body completely surrendered.

I had an spectacular mother, a mature woman who lived for sex, and when she let go she didn’t hold anything back.

I smacked her ass with my open hand.

—Bastard! —she shrieked, though right away she wiggled her ass at me, provoking me, wanting me to punish her more.

I squeezed her hips with my fingers, pulled her toward me, and slammed into her.

—Fuck, you’re so hot, Mom —I said, even though I knew 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 fully convinced; something about her surrender wasn’t entirely natural.

I looked again at Carla and remembered how all this madness had begun: the night she came into my room showing me her underwear, pretending to be innocent long after she’d stopped being that. My sister had gone from hand to hand before that, and the worst was when she fell into the claws of her boss, Rubén, who twisted her until she became 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 in her eyes, 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 them out to 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 hint of pain all at once.

My father was watching us with his cock in his hand, recovering. I saw it grow again, hard once more, ready to go back into battle.

Carla signaled to him and he obeyed without thinking. He climbed onto the bed, took his wife by the head, and forced her to take his dick in her mouth.

—Suck it —he ordered.

Fuck, what a degrading scene.

Once again the four of us were going at it at the same time: my sister nibbling on my mother’s tits, my father fucking her mouth, and me wrecking her ass without mercy.

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

Carla was within reach of my hand, so I slipped my fingers between her legs.

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

I slid my fingers into her and started fucking her cunt with them while I kept thrusting into my mother.

—Like that, my love... like that —Carla gasped.

—What an ass she’s got —she admitted suddenly, laughing—. No wonder there was a queue to get it in.

I looked fearfully at my father, in case he’d heard her, but he was still doing his thing, with a depraved look on his face, not noticing a thing.

My sister slipped her fingers into my mother’s cunt and showed them to me, soaking wet.

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

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

—Ahhh... fuck, that feels so good —she screamed, clenching her ass with my cock inside her.

I fucked her again and again 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 ready to explode. I pulled my cock out of my mother’s ass and jerked off in front of Carla’s face, and she waited with her tongue out.

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

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

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

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

—You’ll suck me later —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 until the very last minute.

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

I got up carefully so I wouldn’t wake her, but she stirred and opened her eyes with a charming smile. She blew me a kiss.

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

I shook my head, but she insisted.

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

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

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

I looked at her pose and my cock rose on its own. Carla was an expert at playing her cards; she knew how to handle my father, me, and anyone else who came within reach.

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

—You’re bad —I replied, laughing.

—Maybe —she answered, knowing she’d won—, but my cunt’s waiting for you.

She reclined on the bed, brought her knees almost up to her shoulders, and spread her legs wide open. The view was spectacular: she was showing me everything without a trace of shame, so I could choose where to put 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 gasped with a naughty smile.

Her hard nipples, her burning gaze, and that open cunt in front of me made me so feral that I decided to go in all at once.

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

—Ufff, yes —she moaned—. Put it in all the way.

I pushed my hips and penetrated her without mercy.

—Aah, bastard! —she screamed when she felt it all the way inside.

Her cry startled me and for an instant 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 watched her bite her lip, her eyes half-closed from pure pleasure. I started hammering her without respite, burying my cock to the hilt over and over.

—God, Adrián, that feels so good!

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

All at once, Carla smiled toward the door.

—Come in, fuck —she said.

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 in beside us, her fingers inside her own sex, looking at us with an anxious face, asking permission to join the party.

—Come here —Carla ordered, yanking her hair.

My mother leaned in and soon she was devouring her tits, squeezing one with her hand and sucking the other. Seeing them like that gave me a huge hard-on. I grabbed both of them by the napes of their necks and brought their mouths together.

Carla pulled back 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. Seeing the two of them tangled together, kissing like that, drove me completely insane.

I pulled my cock out and Carla made my mother suck it, holding it with her hand and pushing her head down.

—Suck it —she ordered with contempt.

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

—Put it in already —she begged, breathless.

My mother took my cock and slotted it back into Carla’s cunt.

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

And there the three of us went, lost again, 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, puzzled.

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

We looked at one another in silence. After everything we’d crossed, none of us dared imagine what awaited us that night.