So having moved down to the big city and exploring the pubs one night, I was knocked out to see a go-go dancer, in short purple dress and black knix �...� and that could easily be a Top Ten Pants-Spunk. Now bikinis were something I never saw for real, and only saw in my Spick & Span magazines and photos. So I was gob-smacked to see a girl, at the bar, talking to a group of men, when I went into the Flower Pot in London for the first time. This was the barest I’d ever seen a girl, though I wasn’t. I kissed her again. I helped her take her shirt and pants off leaving her bra and panties on. I kissed her neck. She arched her back and moaned; I kissed her again and slowly unclasped her bra. Her perfect pale breasts were there. Nipples erect and areolas soft pink. My cock grew stiff in my pants at the thought of my lips sucking her hard tits. And squeezing her perfectly round breasts, gripping them tight in my hands…She touches my cock from outside my pants and leans in to kiss me, her. For the sake of this story of the trio, I am 19 years old.Hi, I am Chetan. I have a family consisting of my dad Ajay (48), my lovely mom Anita (42), my sister Srishti (23), and me Chetan (19). A few months back, my mom and I started sharing a special relationship with each other. We were like lovers.We enjoyed a great sex life. Mom being the experienced one, and me being young and energetic, we complemented each other. So one afternoon, when my father was in his office and Srishti was in her. For a moment her brows furrowed when it occurred to her just how drunk she had felt off this cock buried in her ass.'Why does this feel so good?’ she asked herself in a slurred groan.The question had shattered the moment and she had suddenly pulled away from him and his dick left her ass with a loud pop. This left her with an uncomfortable empty feeling, but a roiling tide of his copious cock slime came rushing from her guts to escape her back end. In pure panic she had reached back on reflex.