"See, Jake, I told you I'd be back this way," Christy said to her country cousin as he and she stood beside the creek running through the same clearing in the woods where they'd lost their cherries to each other a couple of weeks before.
"How'd you talk your folks into it?" Jake asked. "Last time you were here they acted like they couldn't wait to leave."
"Oh, I've been talking them into lots of things lately." Christy chuckled. "Fact is, thanks to me, we've stopped everywhere on the way back from this vacation that we went in the first place. Well, everywhere important. Like here. Then there's my brother Denny's, my Uncle Arnie, and we stayed again at Aunt Ann and Uncle Pete's house. Might say that's what this trip turned out to be all about…"
"So, uh, like what happened?" Jake asked, Christy obviously having more to tell him.
"Well, let's put it this way," she said with a playful twinkle in her blue eyes. "You were the first for me on this trip, Jake, and now you're gonna be the last – with a whole lot more in between, if you know what I mean."
"Gee." Jake gulped. "You're not talking about… well, that… with the others… are you?"
A grinning Christy matter-of-factly nodded that she was indeed.
Jake gulped. "You trying to t-tell me that you…"
Christy nodded again.
"Say it," Jake choked. "I gotta hear you say it so I'll know for sure."
"I fucked them," she stated with stark simplicity. "Fucked 'em all. Same as I fucked you, Jake. Fucked my brother, both my uncles, my other cousin, and went bi with my aunt."
"Jesus!" Jake gasped, reeling against a tree.
"Ah, but there's more," Christy calmly said.
"Who-who else?" stammered Jake.
"Well, since I didn't take this trip by myself," Christy said, "you ought to be able to figure out the rest by yourself."
"Th-them?" Jake asked. "Your own…"
Christy was back to grinning and nodding.
"God, you had sex with your own parents?" Jake blurted. "What kind of girl are you?"
"Happiest, luckiest girl in the world!" Christy proudly boasted. "With the happiest, luckiest mom and dad in the world. Like I said this vacation, what a trip!"
And now that he knew the whole bizarre story, Jake immediately began wondering about his own mother and father. For they were alone with his cousin's parents at this very moment, back at the house. And, Jake had come to understand, anything could happen when his relatives from the city were involved.
Reading his mind, Christy giggled. "Maybe your folks'll get lucky, too. Especially if my folks have anything to do with it."
"No… couldn't be," Jake muttered.
"Only one way to find out for sure, then, isn't there? See for ourselves."
"Well, I'll tell you, Meg," Brad Conway said to his sister. "To be honest, I didn't used to think you were cut out for living on a farm. But, seeing you this time, I've changed my mind. Living out here must agree plenty with you, 'cause anybody can see you're one damned attractive woman."
Blushing, Meg haltingly answered her brother. "If that's a compliment, Brad… well, thank you, I guess. But you sure have a funny way of giving it."
There was less doubt about the reaction of Meg's husband. Luke was steaming.
"Compliment hell!" he snapped. "Sounds to me like the same old bullshit. City folks putting on airs with us country folks."
Helen Conway spoke up now, telling her sister-in-law's angry husband, "Oh, but Luke, it's not what you're thinking at all. Nobody's putting anybody down. Just the opposite. More like Brad and I are admitting we made a mistake about you and Meg. Please forgive us for being so wrong, but please believe us now."
"Oh, sure!" Luke suspiciously snorted. "I reckon you're gonna tell me next how after all these years of thinking I'm a dumb redneck that I'm a great guy."
"More than that," Helen purred at her most charming, "a very attractive man, who I for one would like to know a whole lot better. Don't you think it's about time?"
Then Helen left her chair and went to Luke's. His face reddened when she touched his sandy hair.
"C'mon, Luke, let's be friends," Helen crooned. "Bet we have a lot more in common than you ever guessed."
She leaned over enough so Luke could see down the scoop of her blouse. Could see that she wore no bra and how her bare tits jiggled.
Of course, Helen noticed where Luke's eyes went. She'd planned it that way. And now it was time to go further. Much further.
"Does looking at my tits have your cock hard for me?" she boldly whispered in Luke's ear, so only he could hear her steamy words. "If it is, I'm ready to do something about it if you are."
Luke abruptly straightened up, causing Helen to back off. "Uh, reckon I have been kinda thin-skinned at that. So if Helen wants me to, might as well show her around the spread and we can get to know each other better, like she says."
"That's a deal," Helen said, knowing when she'd hooked a man. "Let's go before you change your mind."
As their respective husband and wife sat there in silence, Helen led Luke out of the house for her supposed tour of the farm.
Slumping onto a bale of hay with her legs apart to reveal she wore no panties under her rising, skirt, Helen panted, "You know what we both want."
"F-fuck you?" Luke stuttered.
"Hard as you can!" urged Helen. "I know you're a stud. I can tell from that big, beautiful bulge in your pants. So why don't you take it out and give me a cuntful of all that hard cock I know you've got for me?"
Past the point of no return, Luke unzipped his fly, and pulled out what Helen craved – his ten-plus inches of thick, throbbing, rigid cock.
After that there was only one logical route to take cock – first into her welcoming cunt to his balls as she wrapped her legs around him and they began fucking on the bale of hay in the barn.
"Actually, Meg," Brad Conway said to his sister when they were alone in the house, "I wouldn't mind seeing more of the farm myself. You never have really shown me around. How about it, Sis?"
Meg agreed. So then she and Brad were outdoors. And since it was nearest, the barn seemed a logical point of interest.
"Luke built it himself," Meg said to her brother as they approached the wooden structure. "We're real proud of it…"
She was interrupted by moans from inside. It sounded like one of the animals had gotten locked in there. But then the door turned out to be ajar.
Reeling back into her brother's waiting arms after what she'd seen from looking into the barn, Meg whimpered, "No, no. C-can't be. Not that."
Brad now looked for himself, focusing on what had so stunned his sister. There were his wife and brother-in-law, fucking like a pair of horny teenagers on a bale of hay. Damn, Brad thought to himself, Helen sure as hell did work fast – what a woman!
Then Brad turned his attention back to his sobbing sister, guiding her away from the barn and soothing her with apparent sympathy. "Now, now, Meg, I know how you feel, but it's not the end of the world. If we stick together, we can handle this."
"H-how?" Meg wept on Brad's shoulder.
"By showing Helen and Luke," he answered while stroking her hair, "that they aren't the only ones who can play this game."
"Wh-what do you mean?" Meg tearfully asked.
"Just relax, Sis," Brad advised. "And trust me."
Then his hands began tenderly roaming. One of them wound up caressing the slope of his sister's tit, the other patting her shapely ass.
"B-Brad." Meg sputtered with surprise as she was felt up. "What are you doing to me?"
"Just what comes naturally, Sis."
"You mean I-I turn you on?" Meg asked.
"What guy's sister doesn't?" Brad answered.
Then naming his other sister, he said, "When we were growing up, both you and Ann had my cock hard half the time. 'Bout time I did something about it with you."
"Have you ever… with Ann?" Meg asked.
"If I haven't, then you'd be first. If I have, then isn't it about time for you to catch up?" Brad answered, taking advantage of the long-standing jealousy between his sisters.
It worked, Meg becoming putty in his hands as she nervously but anxiously asked, "Do you have… a big c-cock?"
"Feel for yourself, Sis."
Brad guided Meg's trembling hand to the lump at his crotch and made her rub there.
"Oh, yes!" she panted when she felt how much he was hung.
"Think you could suck the whole thing, Sis?" Brad suggested.
Meg wasted no further words, letting her actions speak for themselves. Sliding down her brother's body, she knelt at his feet. Then she was hurriedly removing his pants and shorts. Brad's massive cock quickly jutted in her pretty face. And from there it entered her hungry mouth, rapidly swallowed down her deep throat to the hilt.
"Thatta girl, Sis. And now it's my turn to return the favor."
He slumped down to her level. Meg responded automatically, stretching out on the ground beneath him. Brad, in turn, swiveled around to kneel astride her head. As she sucked his prick, he faced down at her anxiously flexing crotch.
As a farm wife, Meg wore jeans. They were skin-tight. Her brother peeled them away, along with her simple cotton panties, exposing a cunt that was as delightfully smooth as a baby's bottom.
"You shave it?" Brad drooled with increased excitement at the sight of the hairless cunt.
"Every day with the sharpest razor I can find," Meg answered with a mouthful of cock. "No hair on my cunt makes me feel like I'm a little girl and a woman all rolled into one."
"Well, let's find out how you taste," Brad said.
He burrowed his face between his sister's spread thighs, sealing her shorn cunt and darting his tongue up her juicy cunt-gash.
"Mmmm, all woman."
Then it got even sweeter for Brad, as Meg promptly came in his mouth. He fucked her mouth with his big cock, rhythmically thrusting. And the way she sucked back quickly had the dam between his legs ready to burst.
"Ooooh, Sis," he groaned, "drink it, drink it now! Every drop of my cum!"
His cock had exploded at the depths of his sister's thirstily gulping throat. Meg wasn't about to swallow anything less than every drop of his jizz. What's more, she expertly kept Brad hard after she'd drained his balls, looking ahead to getting more than just her mouth fucked.
"I know what you want next," Brad said when their sixty-nine had run its course.
"But I still want to tell you. Have you heard me beg you for it!" Meg shamelessly cried.
"Then be my guest, Sis."
Meg wriggled out from beneath him. Then, on a fresh patch of ground, she spread her legs and fingered her cunt-lips wide open.
"Fuck me, Brad!" she pleaded to her brother. "Fuck my horny cunt with every big, hard inch of your beautiful cock! Please, please, please… fuck, fuck, fuck me!"
Brad got into position to give her what she so desperately craved, aiming his cock at her yawning cunt-gash. However, before he drove into Meg he had to deal with another female member of his family besides his sister…
Emerging from behind a tractor, Christy said, "Enjoying yourself, Daddy? Sure looks like it. Aunt Meg doesn't seem to have any complaints, either."
Under normal circumstances, a father caught fucking his own sister by his daughter would have been likely to panic. Not Brad Conway, though. But, of course, not only had he been expecting this, he'd helped plan it in advance.
"Well, I was wondering when you'd show up," he said to Christy. "Have you seen the barn yet?"
Christy shook her head. Her grinning father suggested that she give it a look.
Then, as her niece skipped toward the barn, a devastated Meg recovered her wits enough to mutter to her brother, "B-Brad… the way you and Christy just talked to each other. Was like she knew what she'd find us doing. And that you expected her to. Am I having some crazy nightmare, or…"
Meg was suddenly interrupted as her niece came running back from the barn.
"Oh, wow!" Christy cried with excitement in reaction to what she'd just witnessed. "Uncle Luke's fucking Mom just super! Got her coming like mad from his big cock in her cunt! Just like we planned it!"
"P-planned it?" Meg gasped as if she we're taking a dying breath.
And behind the tractor from which Christy had emerged, a shaky male voice carried. "P-planned it?"
"J-Jake!" Meg identified her son.
Jake stumbled out from behind the tractor.
"Are… are you… you part of this?" his mother asked, all but strangling on the question.
"I've fucked Christy. But that's all, Mom… swear to God, I didn't have anything to do with the rest of this."
Meg took a deep breath. And next she desperately called to her son. "So I'm just like you. Caught in the middle. What should I do?"
"Jeez, Mom, I dunno, I'm just a kid," Jake warily answered, not used to being asked for advice by an adult. "It's up to you. But I won't blame you. Whatever you do, I won't blame you, Mom."
That was all Meg needed to hear. She was the parent and Jake the child, but what amounted to her son's permission was enough to turn her loose.
"So what're you waiting for?" she abruptly snapped at her brother. "Finish what you started, damn you. Fuck me!"
A grinning Brad Conway flashed a victory sign at his grinning daughter, then once again aimed his stiff cock at his sister's cunt. A thrust of his crotch later and Meg had a cuntful of his cock to his balls, which lapped against her squirming ass as he began rhythmically fucking her.
"Oh, it's so good." Meg moaned with pleasure. "And that's all that counts. Getting fucked this goooooood. I don't care who watches. If the whole world watches. All that matters now is my brother's big, hard cock fucking my cunt the way I always wished it could be while I was growing up!"
By this point Meg had gotten very loud. Then her voice carried even more when she joyously climaxed. No one within several hundred yards could have helped hearing her – which definitely included anybody who happened to be in the barn…
Bolting from between Helen's legs, Luke said, "God, what's that? Sounds like Meg!"
Helen didn't stop him from checking it out. Indeed, she'd been wondering when something like this would finally occur. It was, after all, supposed to, according to the script she, her husband and daughter had written.
His cock still hard from the vise of Helen's tight cunt, Luke stumbled to the barn door. He looked out. "It's Meg…"
"… and Brad." Helen finished the sentence for him. And now she was right behind him, having followed Luke from the bale of hay.
"Your husband… fucking my wife," Luke muttered. "His own sister… her own brother."
"And aren't they just perfect together?" Helen said. "Same as us. So what do you say we go out there and show them they aren't the only ones who can fuck up a storm?"
"You're c-crazy," Luke hissed.
"Only like a fox," Helen replied.
Then she took Luke's hand and led him out into the open. When she did, he noticed that their kids were there as well. And his niece promptly greeted him in the boldest possible terms.
"Fuck my mom, Uncle Luke!" Christy declared. "I saw you in the barn. Now fuck her out here alongside Aunt Meg and my dad so Jake and I can watch."
In a daze, Luke looked toward his son. What, he silently asked, was Jake's place in this madness?
Jake told him. "It's too late to turn back now, Dad. We're all in it. Me, too. Mom's fucking Uncle Brad. You've been fucking Aunt Helen in the barn. And then there's me and Christy."
"You fucked your cousin?" Luke asked.
"The first time she was here, a couple of weeks ago." Jake said. "We took each other's cherries out in the woods. I never thought it'd lead to anything like this, Dad but here we are. Mom's not gonna stop, just look at her with Uncle Brad. So why should we be any different?"
"Don't just tell him, Jake," Christy said. "Let's show him."
Jake turned from his father to face Christy.
She immediately began stripping. Within seconds she was naked, flaunting her fuckability.
"See what I mean, Dad?" Jake sighed. "Look at her. I'm only human."
"Amen!" Christy crowed. After sinking to her knees, she yanked Jake's jeans down to unleash his jutting hard-on.
In his last shrugging statement to his father, Jake said, "What can I do? Gotta fuck her."
On cue, Christy spread herself at her cousin's feet, as close to all-cunt as a girl could get. As fast as he could get there, Jake was rocking in the cradle of her thighs and shafting her teenaged cunt with his teenaged cock.
Which left Luke and Helen. He still hadn't quite made up his mind, but she was too important to keep waiting. She bowled him over. Then, when he was flat on his back, she straddled him with her thighs. And, sliding her cunt down his cock, she all but began raping him.
"Well?" Helen asked, when her dripping cunt had captured Luke's hard-on.
"I'm only human." Luke repeated his son's words with acceptance of his fate. Then his thrusting cock did the rest of his talking, as he started fucking back.
And so the last stop on the Conway's summer vacation completed the spiraling circle of family sex. It had started with Christy almost innocently losing her cherry to her country cousin Jake, only to lead within two short weeks to cross-country incest. As the cause of it all, Christy climaxed with pride, her cousin's cock in her cunt, while looking forward to what next summer would bring.