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Fia's Family

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credit to author Velvetta Fia comes back home from college to celebrate her little sisters birthday with her family. Her family and most of the people in this setting treat intimacy rather "relaxed". Sort of a free-use setting. For clarity: The futa mom is called "mother" and the female mom is called "mum" by the family.
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

Fia was standing, rather sleepy, in a crowd on the bus. She had been traveling for hours, first by train. She was visiting her family for her little sister's birthday. The bus was packed and she gave up on the notion of getting any sleep now.

Bodies pressed against her could cushion her if she dozed away, but she didn't want to be a nuisance. A sudden shift due to the bus breaking pressed her face against something soft. She opened her tired lids to find her face buried in the chest of a tall woman.

She mumbled an apology and her face reddened. The cleavage she landed in was sublime. Big, soft and tanned mounds, just how she liked it. Not that they had to be tanned.

"It's alright, cupcake~" a mellow voice answered.

After a few moments Fia's tiredness became unbearable and she thought, fuck it, and buried her face between the tits again. Letting the warm cushions envelop her and letting herself drift off into dreamland.

She had still quite a while to go on the bus and like this it would be more than bearable.

After a while she felt a pair of hands slip into the waistband of her leggins. They explored her wide hips and came to rest on her huge, freckled asscheeks. There they groped her flesh absentmindedly.

Fia purred from the feeling of the naughty massage and hugged her assaulter while beginning to drool into her cleavage. All the while the front of her leggins began to become tighter as Fia's cock began to grow. But she didn't notice as she fell asleep.

She felt a hand caress her head as she woke up, not knowing how much time had passed. Fia nuzzled her face against her chest, a warm wave of comfort enveloping her.

One hand of the body-curious stranger wandered to her groin. As her fingers made contact with her now fully erect, throbbing cockflesh she heard her purr: "Aw, girl you are packing. Lemme help."

As the hand grabbed her thick shaft, even her big hands weren't able to close fully. Fia grinned in between her bed of breasts and mumbled indiscernible profanities.

As the stranger began to stroke along her shaft she heard equally heated statements like: "Fuck, girl." or "broke many bitches with that thick rod? Would be a waste on a bottom…"

Around her the other people were mainly minding their business, but Fia could tell they noticed, as a few threw glances at them, followed by lip-bites and similar. One woman audibly started fingering herself, but she could not make out the source. Not that she cared. Her attention was now fully on the hand on her cock. And it was speeding up.

The other hand had left her ass after a hard squeeze. Sadly no spank. No room, probably.

Instead it slid along her midriff up to her chest and grabbed Fia's sizable breast. Hard.

A pained moan, muffled by cleavage, escaped her. She looked up at her. A woman in her late 30's looked at her with an open mouth and bedroom-eyes.

Fia relaxed and the pleasure made her eyes roll back. Her tongue fell out of her mouth, further drooling into the chest of the stranger.

A few strokes later, she felt a hand grasp her throat and a glob of spit hit her tongue.

"Such a good slut~" the stranger cooed.

Which set her right over the edge. She unloaded into her leggins and painted the hand of the culprit white.

Which pulled her hand out of her pants and let Fia clean it with her tongue. A final slap across the face and a forceful kiss with lots of tongue followed.

Then Fia arrived at her stop. They parted without much fanfare, just saying thank you and goodbye, as if they just had a nice chat or did each other a small favor.

Now she stood at the stop. She breathed in deeply and started walking. At least she was awake now.

A short walk later she had made it to the front of her family's house. It was a big one. Surrounded by a mossy brick wall with an ornate iron gate. As she walked through the gate she saw the familiar garten in which she spent her childhood. The lawn was not perfectly kept, but neat, with wildflowers sprouting here and there. In a few of the fields grew vegetables and a small greenhouse stood in the corner of the garden. The garden even had a nice, big, round pool that she looked forward to enjoying, as the weather forecast said it would be sunny and warm the next few days.

Fia approached the front door and rang the bell. The door opened and she was greeted by the image of her mum, Olivia.

A bit taller than Fia, but certainly wider than her. She had a gentle smile on her round, friendly face. Her long dark-blonde hair was braided and draped over her right shoulder. Although it looked a bit disheveled. Olivia looked sweaty and wore an apron. That's about it, ignoring her signature leather collar, marking her as property of her wife. The apron did no good job at containing her truly massive tits, each one easily bigger than a basketball. One nipple was actually visible as the whole left boob had slid outwards. And her enormously wide hips weren't even covered half by the apron, as her hips and thighs nearly filled out the whole double-door doorway. Another prominent feature of hers was her belly. It was round and bloated out, visibly heavily pregnant. Damn, it was good to be back, thought Fia.

"Fia! So good to see you! Hope the buses weren't that packed. How are you?" Olivia shouted gleefully as she pulled Fia into a hug.

Fia reciprocated eagerly, not missing the chance to fondle her mothers ass, simultaneously.

"Good to see you too, mum. Missed you!" answered Fia. "Love the belly on ya. Did Mother knock you up again?"

"This one is actually Cody's. He's been all over me before he met his boyfriend last month. But, don't just stand there, dear. Come in, I've nearly finished dinner. We can talk there." her mum answered.

As they released the hug and walked into the lobby, her mum glanced over her and grinned. "Dear, did you cream your pants on the way? That excited?" Olivia giggled and pointed to the obvious stain on the groin of Fia's leggings.

"Nah, the buses were indeed packed as hell, but a nice lady gave me a place to rest my head and a handy on top." Fia answered, grinning over both ears.

"Aw, that's kind of her. Here let me wash that for you. You won't need pants in the house anyways." her mum answered, winking at her daughter.

They entered the dining room and Fia put her baggage on an empty chair. She pulled off her jacket, top and leggings. The latter she handed to her mother, who gave the stain a sniff and walked to the laundry basket to put it away. When she returned Fia was in the process of removing her bra, with some difficulty. Her mum indicated to her to turn around and removed it for her. Then from behind she cupped both of Fia's tits and lifted them up a few times.

"Your tits are getting bigger, aren't they? You do seem to come after your mum after all~." she said, giving them a final grab before releasing them.

"Yeah, up another cup-size since I went to college. My back is killing me." Fia answered, grabbing at her neck to emphasize.

Compared to her mum, Fia's breasts were miniscule, but by themselves they were noticeably big, around the size of a grapefruit. And she did take after her other mother in a different way. They were freckles all over them, most in the cleavage area and around her nipples.

And when she removed her panties another gift of her mother was evident. Her thick rod sprung out, half-erect. It was about 18 cm long, but had a hole-breaking thickness. Around 6 cm in diameter. Her golf-ball sized nuts hung below, in a tight hairless sack. Not as monstrous as her mother's but she would grow further, she was only 18. The last thing she inherited from her mother was her fiery red hair, slightly curly. In other regards she indeed took after her mum. A chubby body with big round tits, that hung only slightly. And as her mum she had wide hips with a fat ass, perfectly slappable with a nice jiggle to it.

"You'll get used to it, don't wear bras that often, that helps. For us it usually does at least" Olivia said, while placing a glass of water in front of her daughter. She then went off to the adjacent kitchen behind a counter in the dining room and went back to work.

"So, tell me? How is college? Are you eating enough? Any exams? I do hope you have someone to fuck there at least." she barraged her daughter with the typical questions.

"Yeees, muuum. I do. We have free meals, remember? And I'm managing to study enough even when I drill the holes of my roommate daily. I'm doing great, stop worrying, haha." Fia laughed, and grabbed her cock, giving it a few pumps to drive the point home.

Her roommate on the other hand wasn't doing good academically. They were practically glued to Fia's cock. Even sucking it under the desk, while Fia was studying. But she was sure her roommate didn't mind. The noises and moans they made when she drilled them in the night were far from frustrated.

"I know, I know. But mummy has to make sure her daughter is happy~." Olivia answered cheerfully while pulling something from the oven. The room was quickly filled with the hearty aroma of roasted chicken. Fia smelled the air, it made her mouth water.

A boy entered the dining room, his gaze glued to his phone. "Smells good, mum. Still got time f-" he said, absentmindedly. Olivia interrupted him gently. "Cody, Fia is here. Say hello to your sister first."

"Oh, hi." he said. "How's it goin'?"

Fia grinned and stood up. He was still looking at his phone, so she had no issues putting him in a chokehold and ruffling his hair forcefully. "Well if it isn't my dearest brother? Finally managed to knock up mum. Congrats, would not have thought your baby-dick had the juice for it!" She said mockingly.

"F-fuck off!" he managed to squeeze out. He was finally released by his sister. "I was horny and this slut was there." he said while pointing at his mum. "Didn't notice you knocking up anyone lately." he finished by giving Fia the finger.

Olivia did not seem to mind the insult. In truth she enjoyed being the family breeding-slut.

"Just you wait, as soon as your brat pops out, I'm gonna give her triplets." Fia retorted, additionally grabbing her balls and giving him the finger in return.

"That would be wonderful, Fia. But please stop fighting, dinner is ready." Olivia said in a calm voice.

"Fiiine." both groaned in unison. They sat at the table, Cody now again glued to the screen.

Fia noticed her little brother had grown up quite a bit. He was now as tall as she was. His red hair was even longer than before, almost reaching his knees. As per the custom of the house, he was not wearing anything. Except a cock-cage. Cody did not inherit his mothers blessings in this regard. His penis was fitting nicely in the small cage, his balls however were huge, easily the size of tennis-balls. That was new. Before he was equal to Fia. He did take after his mum, as did Fia. His ass was big and well-shaped. In stark contrast to his lithe upper body with a flat chest. As he sat on the chair his ass and thighs spilled over, as did Fia's.

Looking at his face she noticed he was wearing make-up. Eyeliner, contour, fake lashes and the sort. And black lipstick. It suited him well, she thought.

"What with the femboy getup?" she asked bluntly.

"My bf likes it. I like it. He caged me, too." he answered.

"Neat." Fia said.

A notification sound came from the kitchen.

"Ah, mother will be here soon. Set the table, I have to prepare to greet her." Olivia said, and walked out.

The siblings groaned and got to work.

"Oh and Fia, get Emily and Lea from their rooms. You have about 30 minutes to chat before dinner." Olivia added, by shouting from another room.

"Yes, mum." She shouted back. She wondered what those two were up to…