Incredibles Porn Story: Family Bonding 2

Bob lay awake in bed. He hadn’t orgasmed tonight, just faked it. Though Helen had seemed to have fun, he was bored. He had been having sex every day and night with his wife, Helen, and daughter Violet since he had jump-started his sex life four months previous. Helen lay asleep by his side. He looked at her. She was beautiful, and so was his daughter, but a man gets tired of the same pussies every time. He absent-mindedly slung his arm over his wife’s quietly sleeping, naked body. She woke up, and he withdrew quickly, remembering that his arm weighed more in muscle now than it had a year ago in fat. 

She turned to him, sleepily.

“Honey…” she began.

“I didn’t cum tonight,” he blurted. “It just isn’t as special as the first time with Violet and Dash anymore.”

“I didn’t cum either, sweetie. I’ve been humouring you lately, not really enjoying myself.”

“Me too!” He was happy he wouldn’t have to keep up the charade anymore, but slightly upset that he had been faking orgasms off and on for two weeks for nothing.

“We need to spice it up, somehow.” She rubbed his cock gently. It barely tensed up at all, hanging lazily from her grip. She released it and sighed. They stared up at the ceiling, thinking.

“Wait a second.”

“What, Bob? Think of something?”

“Yeah. Remember Mirage from last year?”

“Of course…are you thinking what I’m thinking?” She turned to Bob and met his smile with one of her own. “For weeks, I couldn’t stand the thought of you not sharing her cute little ass with me. Threesome?”

Bob just smiled. “Go to sleep now honey,” he said, rolling over. “I’ll call her in the morning. Oh, and Lucius. He’ll love hearing from her again.”

Helen couldn’t sleep. She had lusted over Mirage for months after the Syndrome incident, and the thought of her brought back many nights of masturbation alone during their marriage’s recent “dry spell”.

THE NEXT AFTERNOON

Dash was on the couch, playing videogames as slowly as he could manage. Every now and then, he would slip up and play at his normal operational speed and the controller would start to smoke, the Gamestation would shut down, and the living room would throw or blow a breaker. After the third time this happened, his dad entered the room, cross and carrying two smoking breakers from the basement.

“Maybe you could give it a rest for today, sport. I gotta save my energ…” Bob bit his tongue, too late. Dash turned to him in excitement.

“Save your energy for what, Dad?”

“Oh…nothing, kiddo. Just having an old family friend over later today. I’m cooking, so I can’t be running up and down those stairs.”

“It’s Mirage, isn’t it?”

“How did you know?”

“I heard you on the phone this morning. Are you and Mom gonna have sex with her?” Bob didn’t want Dash involved in their little party, as to the uninitiated, his constant squirting and mile-a-minute thrusts were quite overwhelming.

“No, son. It’s not like that. And I don’t want you running your mouth about our little…family get-togethers, okay?” The last thing he wanted was to make Mirage think they were a bunch of incestful perverts.

Dash said nothing, but walked into the kitchen and glanced back with a knowing look.

*

THAT NIGHT

“Mmm, that was delicious, Bob.” Mirage wiped her lips with a napkin, glancing at Dash through her peripheral vision. Dash, as usual, had eaten in seconds, but unlike his usual routine, he had stayed at the table to stay at Mirage’s chest. Wiping some drool from the corner of his mouth, he played around with the leftovers on his plate, taking every look he could get at her beautiful body. Violet, who had by now accepted herself as bisexual, stared unabashedly at Mirage, knowing she would never suspect.

“Now,” said Bob, winking coyly, “down to business.” Dash listened expectantly, but was disappointed by what he heard next. “Let’s go get those tax forms done,” Bob continued.

There was general agreement among the adults, and they headed downstairs to Bob’s office. Violet and Dash sat at the table, waiting for the adults to get out of earshot.

“Think they’re gonna do it?” Dash asked his sister.

“Of course they are. It doesn’t take four people two hours to do taxes.”

“They haven’t been in there two hours.”

“They will be.”

Meanwhile downstairs, Bob and Lucius stepped out of their clothes. Bob locked the door, and both of them sat down in chairs. The girls stepped up into Bob’s costume closet, throwing the costumes across the room. They both began to pole dance. Bob focused his eyes on Mirage, and Lucius on Helen.

Bob watched as Mirage, flexible as always, wrapped her legs around the pole. She leaned back, her feet in the air and her head on the ground. With her hands, she stripped off her tight polo.

Helen placed one enormous tit on either side of the pole, sliding up and down it as she wrapped one leg around and bit her finger like a schoolgirl. Lucius and Bob’s penises stood fully erect like soldiers ready for battle.

Mirage stood upright and leaned against the pole, a sultry smile appearing on her face as she stared into Bob’s excited eyes and slid the small plaid skirt down her legs, stepping out of it. He bit his lip as she peeled her panties off, turning and bending to expose her ass and pussy.

Helen had already taken her shirt off, and was pulling down her pants with her back to Lucius.

“Aww, yeah, that’s how you do it,” he murmured as clasped his hands to avoid the temptation to jack off or grab her.

Mirage stepped out of the closet, placing her palms on Bob’s thighs and bending in close to him. His penis throbbed as he snapped her bra and she slid down to one knee, grabbing his shaft.

Helen morphed her breasts and ass smaller, then expanded them after her undergarments had fallen away. She assumed the same position as Mirage, beginning to work her mouth up and down his cold cock. Lucius pulled back her hair and worked her head up and down his penis.

Meanwhile, Violet and Dash crept towards the office door. Violet tried the knob. “It’s locked,” she grumbled.

“Wanna just fuck me?” Dash smiled winningly.

“I have fucked you. Hundreds of times. Bedtime every night, in the shower every morning, and any other time you feel like pussy’s on the menu, Dash.” She held in a smile as she thought of the many raging orgasms he’d brought her, trying to make a point. “I wanna do it with Lucius and Mirage now.”

Dash had to admit, he wanted a new set of tits to grab. Ones that belonged to someone outside his family. He ran to get a screwdriver and safety pin.

Inside, Lucius and Bob cried out as they finished simultaneously in the girl’s mouths. The girls got to their feet and, with a directional nod from Mirage, climbed up onto the desk. Helen stretched her arm across the room, grabbing a dildo from her pants pocket.

“What?” she protested as Mirage laughed. “You never know.”

She moaned as she shoved half of it into her pussy, getting on her hands and knees and facing the wall. Mirage got into the same position in the opposite direction, sliding herself onto the other half with a cry. They began to slam their asses together, crying out. Helen supported herself with one hand, holding her ass with the other. She turned her head to see the boys getting up. As Lucius inserted his cock into Mirage’s mouth, Bob walked towards her, smiling.

“So,” he said, “having fun?”

Meanwhile on the outside of the door, Dash was busily picking the lock.

“How much longer?” asked Violet, taking off her shirt in preparation to join the fracas within.

“I’ve got six tumblers left. Shouldn’t take me too long.”

Inside, as the girls approached orgasm and Lucius began to moan louder and faster, Helen stretched her neck so Bob could enter without choking her. He did so, and she began to rotate her head faster and faster, stretching her tongue out of her mouth to lick Bob’s balls. As Helen’s head spun faster and faster, Mirage came, followed by Lucius. As Mirage and Lucius stood and kissed, Helen rubbed herself to finish her orgasm and Bob came in her mouth. They looked up hopefully, only to see that their houseguests were fucking each other. Dejected and tired of sex with each other, they sat on the desk and waited for Lucius and Mirage, now fucking doggy style, to finish and switch partners.

Just as Helen stood to leave out of boredom, Dash and Violet entered, naked from the waist down and entirely, respectively. Mirage and Lucius stopped, covering themselves as they rummaged around for their clothes.

“Oh my God. OhmyGod.” Mirage mumbled over and over, hiding behind a pillar. “Bob, Helen, I’m so sorry your kids had to see that.” Lucius was more concerned with dressing than apologizing.

Bob and Helen looked at each other. “Well,” said Bob hesitantly, “let’s not stop on their account.”

“Huh?” said Mirage and Lucius simultaneously.

FIVE MINUTES LATER

Mirage and Lucius were undressed again. They nodded in understanding as Bob recounted the past few months to them.

“…and they’re really good in bed, so just give them a chance to join in, because they’re just as bored of sex as we are.” Bob gasped for breath after that rant, wondering if he would think they were insane.

Violet and Lucius began to kiss as they stood. He drove his thick black cock upwards into her, puzzled when she didn’t flinch until he remembered she was accustomed to Bob’s cock size. He began to fuck upwards into her as she wrapped her legs around his.

Bob lay down on the desk. Mirage climbed up. His cock jumped to life as her thick thighs brushed it, and she began to fuck the top two-thirds of his penis cowgirl style, trying not to impale herself on his massive unit.

Helen sat down on Bob’s face, facing Mirage. They leaned together, kissing and rubbing each other’s tits as Bob revelled in the situation by grabbing Mirage’s ass cheeks and vibrating his hands. As he lapped away hungrily at his wife’s cunt, Lucius and Violet collapsed onto a couch in an upside-down missionary position, Violet on top. Dash lay down on top of her and began to fuck violently at her ass. She strained and bucked her hips as Lucius came once and Dash many times. Both boys temporarily satiated, they climbed off her. She was upset, as she hadn’t came yet, but Lucius placed her feet on his shoulders and rammed his cock into her cunt.

While Violet and Lucius cried in pleasure, and the trio of other adults cried out with their third orgasm apiece since starting that position, Dash lay down with his cock in Violet’s mouth and his head facing Lucius. He grabbed her tits for support and began to do rapid pushups into Violet’s mouth, twenty times faster than any normal person. As he squirted over and over, she cried out and gripped her thighs. Her legs shook as the most powerful orgasm she’d had in weeks racked through her body. Dash kissed her tit, climbing off and walking with Lucius, who was still sweating and panting heavily, towards the middle of the room to meet up with the other three.

She stood up, slightly dizzy, and joined them as they formulated their final sexual position of the night. They all loved a Showstopper, and as they planned it out, milk, sweat, and buckets of cum dripping everywhere, pussies got wet and exhausted penises became rock-hard erect at the thought. Helen coordinated everyone into position, her voice shaking with delight. They would have to top the last time, which would be no small task. But they would certainly try.

“It’s a little complicated,” she said, “But hear me out.”

Mirage was suspended, tits up and almost parallel to the floor, in the air. Her mouth was around Bob’s cock, and her pussy being fucked by Dash. Helen lay on top of Mirage, facing up, legs wide open, and with her hands down to the floor to stop herself falling and to take her own weight off of Bob and Dash. Dash ate out his mom’s pussy. Lucius placed his feet on Helen’s outstretched elbows, fucking between her tits. Violet sat on her mom’s face and kissed Lucius as he massaged her boobs.

Bob, able to see all the tits and asses on display, cried out with a mighty roar as he came in Mirage’s mouth, accidentally thrusting and nearly toppled the entire ensemble. Dash finished his 59th orgasm and collapsed, unconscious. Helen quickly extended her legs, suspending the entire arrangement as Bob helped Mirage down. He half-heartedly fucked her, but as Helen lowered herself, sucking off Violet and being tittyfucked by Lucius, Mirage was so excited she screamed and kicked and orgasmed for a full twenty seconds. As Bob carried her to the couch to sleep, Lucius feet touched the floor and he switched to fucking Helen’s pussy. This broke his kiss with Violet, and Violet began to rub Helen’s tits as her mother’s tongue filled her pussy.

Helen retracted her legs to make herself look more normal and attractive to Lucius, as he was now holding the weight on that side. He looked tired, but the sight of Violet playing with Helen’s boobs kept him going. Violet orgasmed, swinging her legs and gripping her mother’s tits like handlebars as she screamed. This was enough to send Lucius and Helen into a frenzy. As he slammed his cock into her, harder and harder, they came together, and the orgasm was so strong that their powers ignited. The room grew cold and her body changed proportions faster and faster until they both collapsed to the ground. Lucius staggered around, cum dripping to the floor from the end of his cock as he gasped for air. He threw some clothes over everyone else to protect them from the cold as they slept.

As he lay down and his cock did the same, he thought how his sex life would never be the same again.

“We gotta do this again some time…” he mumbled as he curled up with Helen and slept.

THE END.