It was cool, crisp October day. The sky was a light blue with only a few wisps of white clouds fluttering about. The leaves, turning gold, yellow and red, put on a display as we travelled the highway to my parent's house.

It took longer than normal to make the thirty minute drive from the city, not due to traffic, but due to my piece-of-shit truck shaking at anything near 100km/hr. That is @ 60mph for you southern neighbours. With shitty tires and a worn front end it was bitch to drive on the highway but it was my only set of wheels.

My Dad wouldn't let me use his truck, or my mom's car, since I had parked it in the bullrushes last month. Fucking deer. I had swerved to miss it and wound up in the bottom of the ditch.

"Next time I'll hit you fucker!" I had yelled as I climbed out of the steep ditch, my sneakers and jeans getting wet and muddy. I had walked the two kilometers of gravel road home in the dark. The moonlight was a blessing.

"Better not be any fucking bears around!" I bellowed into the night. In the forested area we lived in there were always some black bears around, looking for food and doing bear type shit, sometimes in our yard. Drove the fucking dog nuts.

I slowed down and fought the steering wheel as we turned off the highway and onto the gravel road. I reached over and put my hand on Melanie's exposed leg. With her skirt pulled up I had been playing a little, one hand between her legs and the other on the steering wheel, during the drive. A benefit of having an old truck with a bench seat. She giggled as I tried to wriggle my fingers under the crotch of her panties. Just as the tips of my fingers touched her wetness the tires caught in the loose gravel and pulled the truck towards the ditch.

"Fuck!" I yelled, yanking my hand away from her honey pot and onto the steering wheel. I managed to keep control and stay on the road. She pulled her skirt down, indicating play-time was over, as we drove towards our destination. When we arrived at the end of the driveway entrance I came to a stop. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked her, hoping she would say no. Then we could back to her place for more play-time.

"Of course I do...I want to meet all of them," she replied. 

Although Melanie and I had been dating, and fucking, each other for six months we had not yet met each other's families. This was to be the big reveal for my family, who had been hounding me to bring her home. Thankgiving had given my parents the excuse they needed to make it happen.

"There will be lots of strange, fucked-up people there...old people," I explained.

My grand-parents would be there, as well as numerous aunts and uncles, cousins, and assorted odd-ball family members, including my sister. Mostly nice people but a little out there at times in my opinion.

"Let's go!" she exclaimed, slapping my knee.

I drove down the winding driveway and into the yard. There was a large number of cars & trucks parked neatly. I didn't park neatly. The dog, Rambo, came bounding over to us,covered in mud, and jumped on me. Fuck, mud all over my jean jacket. I pushed him down and made him sit so Melanie could pet him. His tongue licked her hand, leaving it covered in drool.

"Wow, he sure has a big tongue, I'm all wet" she said as she showed me her hand.

"Guess he is my dog after all," I laughed.

She did not find the joke very funny. Rambo sniffed at my hand. I smiled at Melanie. She gave me a sexy smile and a giggle when she remembered where my hand had been on the drive out.

"Later, later, you're a waiter," she teased.

When we opened the door the noise and aroma of the gathering spilled out, enveloping us in the smell of turkey roasting in the oven. As we entered the kitchen we were greeted with cheers of "Hello!" and "Finally!" from the large group that had assembled. The house had been built by my parents and has a huge open kitchen and eating area. Next to it is a huge living room filled with couches and recliners. All that space made it easy to host a big crowd.

 The booze was obviously flowing as the crowd was already pretty rowdy. I raised my arms in the air and, as is tradition in my family, made a loud introduction.

"Everyone, this is Melanie," I bellowed as I swept my hands towards her in presentation.

"Hi everyone!" she cheerfully shouted as she waved her hand in the air. 

A roaring "Hi Melanie!" greeted her enthusiac hello.

My mom and grandmothers, Gran and Oma, quickly surrounded her. I went straight for the bar set up on the kitchen table and grabbed two beers. I handed one to Melanie. Gran quickly took it away from her and shoved a full glass of wine into her hand instead. She explained that the ladies of the family drank wine and the swill was fed to the swine, gesturing to the living room full of men. 

"Drink up," Oma urged. She suddenly put her hand on Melanie's glass, stopping her from taking a sip.

"Are you are eighteen young lady?" she questioned in a serious tone.

After being informed that she was Oma removed her hand and Melanie continued on with drinkng her wine. I, on the other hand, was being both grilled and demeaned in the living room. My grandfathers, both known as Grandpa, and my uncles wanted to know all about her.

"What type of mental issues does she have that makes her want to be with you".

"Are you paying her to come and pretend to be your girlfriend? She is way too attractive to come for free."

"Did you bring her for me?" courtesy of Uncle Kevin, the old horndog.

"Is she staying when you leave? I'd like that."

I went to the kitchen and rescued Melanie from the wine-filled clutches of the women surrounding her. Laughing and giggling, already half-way drunk, she snuggled up to me as I led her away to see the rest of the house. As we toured the main level she slid her hand over my ass and  upper thigh whenever she could. She brushed her hand along the front of my crotch, awakening my sleeping trouser snake, as we went through the doorway of the master bedroom suite.

Her hand lingered as she teased me, a sexy smirk on her face.  

"Maybe later can be now," she whispered, gesturing to my parents bed.

She brushed her lips against mine in a light kiss.

"Uhh...no, I don't think so," I stammered.

In my mind I was already fucking her, doggy style, on that bed with her cute little ass in the air. I could picture her wet pussy taking my cock as I slid it into her. I could see the juice from her running down as....

"Come on," I said, clearing my head. She stopped me in the hallway, pushing her lean little body into mine.

"I want you fuck me!" she whispered into my ear, her hot breath flowing down my neck.

"Jesus Christ...you are giving me fucking huge boner, and Gran and Oma are right there!" I hissed.

"They have seen your dick before, you know," she teased.  "They were all talking about in the kitchen, even your aunts."

"What?" 

She laughed. "They said they had all changed your diapers and all agreed that you had a pretty big willy... for a baby."

She continued her teasing, "Gran and Oma argued about which Grandpa you got it from while your Mom just smiled proudly."

Shaking my head I led her through the kitchen towards the basement stairs. Melanie grabbed another glass of wine on the way by, sipping at it as we entered the basement. At the foot of the stairs her free hand carressed my ass and then gently squeezed it, awaking my snake again. I gave her a quick introduction to my cousins, who were crowded around a table playing cards, as my younger sister Vera came over. She gave Melanie an quick eyeball from head to toe.

"You're hot," she said quietly. 

"Thanks," Melanie replied.

Vera continued,"He might be YOUR boyfriend, but he's MY big brother....and if you fuck with him you will have to fuck with me."

Then she gave me a kiss, WITH FUCKING TONGUE, and went back to the card game. I was stunned.

"Was that a warning or an invitation?" Melanie giggled as her hand slid across my ass again.

Her fingers slid down and carressed the underside of my ass cheeks. This made my cock even harder. I now had a fucking tent in the front of my jeans, straining the material, and threating to rain zipper schrapnel all over my card-playing cousins.

My fucking sister was staring at it, her eyes burning right through the material, and licking her goddamn lips. 

"WHAT THE FUCK?" was screaming in my brain as Vera did this.

She was making sure that Melanie noticed, and in response Melanie ran her hand over the tent in my pants and winking at Vera, gave me a deep kiss.The zipper strained mightily.

I quickly turned and led Melanie through the door to what used to my bedroom. I turned on the light and gestured around the room.

"This was my sanctuary," I told her. "I could escape from them in here."

The twin bed was in the same place as before I had moved out eight months ago. Nothing else was.

One corner was full of whatever shit there was no other place for, all piled up, spilling onto the floor. The dresser was covered in books, magazines, laundry and who-knows-what. Along the wall there was a long table covered in computer parts, electronic gizmos, wires and whatever else it was my dad was playing with these days.

The old guy had suddenly become Mr.Tech-savvy, an embracer of technology, and self-taught computer guru.

Melanie closed and locked the door. With a sexy grin and a toss of her golden hair she stepped towards me and put one hand on my waist and one my neck. She pulled me into her, hard, and shoved her tongue in my mouth. I reached for and fumbled with my jeans, the button impossible to unclasp due the strain on the front of my pants, until the button actually burst from it's thread. It shot to the side and I heard it hit something on the table full of computer parts

I tugged my zipper down and unleashed the beast.

Melanie was on it like Rambo on a pork chop, snarling and choking, as she tried to cram the meat in her mouth. It took her a full minute of licking and sucking on my throbbing shaft to get most of it past her lips. My cock is pretty big, if I may say so myself, and real thick. Like a jumbo roll of paper towels with half of the towels missing. OK, maybe a little smaller.

I grabbed handfulls of her hair and took control of her head, slowing her down, as I fucked her beautiful face. I could feel the swollen head of my cock hitting her throat as I held her in place, using my hips to thrust in and out of her. I pulled my glistening cock out and ran it over her face, covering her lips,cheeks and chin with her saliva. There was a little pre-cum mixed in as well.

The image of my sister licking her lips while eyeballing my jean-covered boner flashed through my brain.

"What the fuck was that about?" I pondered for an instant.

She stood up and dropped back onto the bed. Pulling her skirt up she spread her legs wide and pulled aside the material of her soaked panties. Her wet, glistening slit was dripping, I could almost see steam rising from it as she grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs back.

"Here, Rambo, come and get it....finish what you started, like a good boy," she snarled in a sexy voice.

I planted my face in her pussy, licking and slurping her inviting opening.I thrust my tongue in her as deep as I could. I sucked on the swollen pussy lips and licked her clit as she came with a deep moan, covering my face with her juices.

I stood up and grabbed my raging boner, gave it a few strokes, and pushed it into her glorious pussy. The silky flesh gave away more with each thrust and soon I was buried up to my balls in her pressure cooker. Still holding her ankles she rocked her hips trying to get more of my steel shaft as it pounded into her. I pulled my cock out, hesitated a moment, and then drove it in fast and hard.

"Fuck me...fuck me," she pleaded as my swollen shaft drilled into her.

She was rocking and rolling as my balls slapped against her, echoing in the room. The slap, slap, slap sped up, sounding like a train running on the tracks, as we fucked. The pressure built in my heavy sack, my balls screaming for relief, as she wrapped her legs around me. She wasn't going to let me pull out, she wanted me to unload inside of her.

"Cum in me...cum in my fucking pussy...give me that fucking load baby!" she urged.

"Oh baby, here it comes.....here it fucking comes!" I groaned as my cock erupted.

The massive load filled her waiting pussy as she climaxed with me, our fluids mixing into a glorious mess. I rammed my exploding cock as deep into her as I could. I held it there, feeling it spasm and throb, as my balls emptied. Her pussy was clenched on it like a fucking vise. She was screaming into my shoulder, almost biting into it, as she shook with her orgasm.

We collapsed together for a moment. Her hand stroked my hair gently as her leg lock on my waist loosened.

Squeezing her pussy muscles tight she pushed out my cock and the gigantic load of cum I had unloaded. Both plopped onto the bed, the cum slowly oozing into a big puddle under her cute little ass.

 "Fuck, that's going to leave a stain," I said to myself.

"That's a good boy," she praised.

I looked at her questioningly. "What?..I'm a good boy?"

"I'm talking to Rambo," she said, pointing at my semi-hard cock.

We laughed. 

I stood up and grabbed a towel off the dresser, wiping the juices from my cock. Melanie used it wipe herself and then checked her skirt for wetness. None. She had lifted it high enough that it had been tucked away, underneath her, away from the lucious love puddle on the bed. We stood together and embraced, kissing gently, and then she went into the adjoining bathroom to wash up.

"Why the fuck won't my pants stay up?" I quizzed myself.

The button.

I grabbed a length of wire off of the pile of parts on the table, wondering what the fuck all of this shit was for, and used it as a belt. I pulled my shirt down over it. It worked well enough.

I went into the washroom and looked in the mirror. My face glistned like a glazed donut in the display case at Tim Hortons. I washed my face and hands. Twice. I didn't her scent to be obvious to anyone else.

We went back upstairs to join the others, entering the kitchen together, and froze in place.

"That's a good boy!" bellowed from the living room, followed by tremendous laughter.

Fucking Grandpa.

"Better keep Rambo on a leash!" Gran shouted from the kitchen.

Both rooms burst into uncontrolled laughter.

Melanie went so pale she was almost fucking invisible. Then her face reddened like a ripe tomato. She dropped her face into her hands in an attempt to hide. Oma, Gran, and my aunts suddenly swarmed us, pushing me out of the way, and formed a womanly group hug around Melanie.

Mom put her arm me and led me out of the kitchen and into the living room.

"Now all you assholes shut up for a minute, you have embarrassed him enough," she stated.

"Good job my boy!" yelled Grandpa as he gave me the thumbs-up.

This resulted in his receiving a death stare from my mom.

 Although she was not a big woman she could take down you down if she had to. Grandpa shut up.

"I want to show you this so you know what is going on," Mom continued.

Oma and Gran brought Melanie next to me and Gran put my arm around Melanie's waist. I hugged her tight.

"I'm sooo fucking sorry," I whispered to her.

Mom picked up a remote control and pushed a button. The gigantic big-screen TV, which Dad had recently bought, came alive.

On the screen was a frozen image of Melanie and I in the basement bedroom. Mom pushed another button and the image became a streaming video of us, in the basement,  just as the button blew off and my pants dropped to my ankles. She stopped it there.

"MY FUCKING GOD, YOU HAVE A CAMERA IN THERE....ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?" I exclaimed in a rather loud voice.

"Calm down," Mom said. 

Taking a deep breath, keeping control of myself, biting half of my fucking tongue off, I let her speak.

"Your dad has started a business installing home monitoring systems. We put one in the house," she explained.

"There are camera feeds almost everywhere, except in the bathrooms of course, inside and outside."

Dad spoke up, "the video feeds are accessible on your smart-phone so you can check them at any time...when you two lovebirds went downstairs I put the video feed on the TV as a joke." 

"We never expected you guys to be...to get...passionate down there," Mom continued.

Gran chimed in, " You two make such a cute couple...we thought it would be nice to see what it was like to be young and in love again."

"Jesus Fucking Christ, you mean you all watched this?" I asked as I looked around the room.

"Watched it...we fucking taped it!" bellowed Grandpa.

The room erupted in thundering laughter.

"Fucking assholes," I said to myself. But I had to admit that last comment was fucking funny.

"Now come with us Melanie...and have some more wine," instructed Oma. " You two will be sleeping here tonight."

Melanie smiled at me with a sly grin and gave me a wink as she was led away back into the womanly depths of the kitchen.

My dad handed me a beer and slapped me on the shoulder.

"Sorry son, I wasn't expecting that kind of activity," he apologized.

"Neither was Rambo!" bellowed Grandpa as the room erupting in laughter again.

"Fuck me," was all I could say to that.