In our house the rule was simple: if you wanted it, you took it. No asking, no waiting, just grab and fuck. Mom was the first one I used that morning. She stood at the kitchen sink rinsing dishes, her thick ass swaying in a thin cotton nightgown. I walked up behind her, yanked the gown up to her waist, and shoved my already hard cock straight into her cunt. She was wet like always. She grunted once, pushed back against me, and kept washing plates while I pounded her deep and steady. Her pussy gripped me tight with every thrust. I reached around, squeezed her heavy tits through the fabric, and told her she felt like a perfect free-use hole. She moaned and spread her legs wider so I could bottom out. When I came I stayed buried, pumping load after load into her until it leaked down her thighs. She didnt stop rinsing the dishes. She just said, Your sisters still in bed if you need more.
I found my sister in her room, naked on top of the covers, legs already open like she knew what was coming.
Her phone was in one hand, the other lazily circling her clit. I climbed on without a word, lined up, and sank into her tight cunt in one stroke. She gasped but didnt look away from her screen. Morning, big brother, she said, voice breathy. I fucked her hard and fast, the bed creaking under us. Her tits bounced with every slam. I pulled out, flipped her onto her stomach, and drove back in from behind, spreading her ass so I could watch my cock disappear. She reached back and spread herself wider for me. I slapped her ass red and kept going until she came, her cunt pulsing around me. Then I unloaded inside her too, filling her until my cum ran out and soaked the sheets. She sighed happily and went back to scrolling.
Dad was next. He was in the living room watching TV, cock already out and half-hard. I dropped to my knees and swallowed him without asking. He groaned and grabbed my hair, fucking my throat while the game played. Mom wandered in a minute later, cum still dripping down her legs, and sat on his face so he could eat her freshly fucked pussy while I sucked him. The room filled with wet sounds and heavy breathing. Dad came down my throat in thick spurts. I swallowed every drop then stood up, bent Mom over the arm of the couch, and fucked her again while Dad watched and stroked himself back to hardness.
By afternoon the whole house smelled like sex. My sister was riding Dad on the couch, bouncing on his cock and moaning loud enough for the neighbors to hear. Mom was on all fours on the rug with me behind her, pounding her ass while she licked my sisters clit every time she leaned forward. We switched partners without talking. I pulled out of Mom, walked over, and slid into my sisters mouth while Dad took over fucking Mom. Cum and spit ran down everyones legs. No one cared. We just kept using each other until we were all sore and satisfied.
That night we piled into the big bed together. Mom on her back with Dad between her legs. My sister on her knees sucking me while I fingered her. We moved like it was normal, like breathing. I came in my sisters mouth, watched her swallow, then watched Dad fill Mom. We fell asleep tangled, sticky, and already planning who would wake up who first in the morning. In this house that was just how we lived.
