Sins in the family Meth Den

Dave slammed the shit-smeared pipe down on the grimy coffee table, eyes rolling back as the crank surged through his veins. His mom, Linda, grimaced, wiping drool from her chin. She was naked, except for the shit-stained socks she wore. Linda had been Dave's dealer for years. She couldn't afford a kitchen, but she cooked the good shit in the bathroom. Linda had a big, dumpy body. She’d been a trashy teenager — and she was still trashy now. She liked getting fucked everywhere, in every way, by her sons and any junky who was willing to give her a good thrashing. She laughed, a shrill cackle that sliced through the thick air of their rundown trailer. "Who's ready for some fun?” she asked. Her words sent a shiver down my spine. I was her youngest. I loved the family dynamics. The trailer was my world, my shitty little kingdom where I could be anything and anyone. Linda looked at me, hungry. "On your knees, boy. It's time to clean up momma's mess." I groaned as I approached her, her dick and balls visible between her legs, swinging sickeningly as she moved. Dropping to my knees, I knew exactly what she wanted. I grabbed her pussy lips with both hands and spread them, revealing the dripping, filthy mess. I leaned in, sticking my tongue out, tasting the salty, pungent mix. She moaned, grinding her hips against my face. Dave watched, his cock hard, stroking it as he enjoyed the perverted scene. He was a big, muscular man, covered in tattoos. He had the body of an alpha male and the brain of a Jell-O shot. With the taste in my mouth, I stood and gripped my aching dick. I let my mind wander and then remembered that she had suggested a big family piss fest. It had been weeks, and my piss made my mind swim. The trailer stank of shit, piss, sex, and chemicals. It always had. But it was my home. My heart raced as I remembered how the piss added to the high. I felt my body loosening up, relaxing. My ears felt plugged, and I knew that good feeling ran from head to toe, up and down. It was a heady feeling that she could make me feel, and I loved that feeling of loosing control. I flicked my eyes up at Dave. He stared back, licking his lips and stroking harder. I moved to the bathroom to relieve myself of this feeling. I pounded on the door. “Hurry up!” I heard my sister, Candy, shout. I loved the tension and the drama. She was a blonde slut and stayed high, taking care of her body. I unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock, and pissed into the open toilet. Staring at the whirled shadows of the rusty metal, I thought of the dirty fun that was to come. I let out a long sigh of relief. My body buzzed with the charged electricity of the coming crunch. I needed it. I craved it. I finished and zipped my pants up. “What are you waiting for?” I finally yelled. She grunted in response and opened the filthy bathroom door. She was a blonde slut and stayed high. Taking care of her body was a hobby. Cleaning herself was not. She was my sister. She looked dirty, clean as she’d ever be. She stepped out, and her ass jiggled in the oversized sweaty panties that she wore. “Grab the cups,” she said. As I grabbed the cough syrup cups, she pushed me aside to grab a bigger coffee mug. I looked down at her perky ass in those awful panties. I wanted to slam her down and stick my dick in her filthy ass, but I knew it was against my mommas’ rules. She liked it dirty, but she didn’t like cum or dick juices on her shit. Her lips were fine, and Dave may’ve or may haven’t fucked her ass, but I wasn’t supposed to. I was forced to take it up my ass and had to lick momma’s piss out of there. She liked to have everyone piss in cups. I carried the track marks of my addiction all over my body. But what did I hate about my sister? The fact that she was gorgeous and could fuck anyone she chose. My dad left momma when Candy was born. He knew that I was the favored one. But could Candy sell some of my favorite shit? “What the hell are you waiting for?” she asked. She spat on the floor. “Get your shit together,” she said. She looked at me and smiled. “What the hell are you waiting for?” she asked.

I blew past Candy, the cups clutched in my hand, and headed straight for the gurgling meth pipe on the coffee table. My heart pounded, and my cock throbbed, eager for the next hit. Behind me, Candy grabbed a massive mug from the kitchen, her tits bouncing under her grimy tank top. She was always the first to line up for a hit, her eyes wild and hungry. The trailer filled with the stench of piss and the heavy bass of some old rock song blasting from the dusty speakers. Linda was sprawled on the stained couch, her thick thighs spread wide, fingers digging into her cunt. Dave watched, his massive frame leaning against the wall, cock out and stroking slow and steady. He grunted, eyes locked on Linda's filthy display, his fuck-meat stiff and purple. I dropped to my knees, cupping Linda's fat ass with both hands, spreading her wide. Dave chuckled, a low, gutteral sound, as he got a good look at her shit-stained hole. I smirked, remembering the countless times I'd licked her filth from my ass, the taste of her piss and shit forever ingrained in my memory. I leaned in, my tongue dragging through her sloppy folds, lapping up her juices. She moaned, a guttural sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "Andrei!" Linda screamed, her voice a ear-splitting shriek. My older brother stumbled through the door, his tall, lanky body covered in tattoos and track marks. His eyes were wild, pupils blown wide from the crank. He grinned, a mouth full of yellowed teeth, and licked his lips at the sight before him. He too was naked, his flaccid cock swaying with each step, thick with veins. He pushed Candy aside, grabbing the pipe from the table and taking a deep hit. The room filled with the acrid scent of burned meth, and Andrei's eyes rolled back, a grunt escaping his lips. Candy giggled and was in my face. "Fuck, you're so useless. Give me that," she snarled. She ripped the cups from my hand, her nails digging into my skin. She turned to Andrei, her voice a sickly sweet purr. "Baby, you wanna fill these up for momma?" She knelt, grabbing his cock, and stroked it until it stood at attention, thick and throbbing. He grunted, a low, animalistic sound, as he started to piss into the cups, his stream hot and steady. Candy moaned, her eyes locked on his cock, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. Linda laughed, a shrill, cackling sound, as she watched the scene unfold. "That's it, baby," she cooed. "Fill those cups up. Momma's thirsty." She reached out, grabbing my cock, and started to stroke it, her hand rough and calloused. I groaned, my hips bucking into her touch. I was ready. I was eager. I wanted every filthy, perverted, and incestuous thing that would come from this fucked-up family reunion.

Uncle Rick, now fully spun, lurched towards Candy, his eyes gleaming with a sick excitement. "You heard momma, sister dear. Time to fill those cups." Candy sneered but complied, dropping her dirty panties to the floor. She straddled the coffee mug, her bare pussy hovering over the rim. She looked up at Rick, a challenge in her eyes. "You wanna watch, old man? Or you gonna join in?" Rick's grin widened, and he fumbled with his belt, eager to participate. Dave, still high and stroking his cock, moved to stand beside Candy. He spit into the mug, a mix of lust and dominance in his eyes. "That's right, sis. Show us what you've got." Candy's eyes flashed, but she started to piss, the yellow stream filling the mug with a steady hiss. Rick, now naked from the waist down, moved to stand in front of her. He grabbed his cock, stroking it in time with her piss. "Fuck yeah, Candy. Show us what a good little slut you are." Linda laughed, her eyes glazed as she watched the scene unfold. "That's it, boys. Give her what she wants. And don't forget, I want some of that piss too." I moved to stand beside Rick, my cups still in hand. I watched as Candy finished, the mug almost full. Rick stepped back, his cock hard and leaking. He looked at me, his eyes wild. "Your turn, nephew. Let's see what you've got." I set the cups down and unzipped my pants, my cock already hard and ready. I stood over the mug, looking down at the piss already in it. I took a deep breath, the scent of it filling my nostrils, and started to piss, mixing my stream with Candy's. Rick watched, his hand on his cock, stroking slowly. As I finished, he moved to stand behind me, his hand on my shoulder. "Good boy," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. He leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear. "Now, let's see how you handle momma's piss." Linda, watching us with a hungry grin, started to piss into one of the cups. The smell of it filled the air, sharp and pungent. Rick picked up the cup, the piss sloshing slightly as he moved. He held it out to me, his eyes gleaming with a sick excitement. "Drink up, nephew. Momma's waiting." I took the cup, the warm piss sloshing against my fingers. I looked up at Rick, then at Linda, her eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and dominance. I took a deep breath, the scent of her piss filling my nostrils, and tipped the cup back, drinking deep. The taste of it filled my mouth, sharp and bitter, but I drank it all, every last drop. As I finished, Rick took the cup from my hand, a proud grin on his face. "Good boy," he murmured, his hand on my shoulder. "Now, let's see how you handle fucking while you're spun." He handed me the pipe, packed and ready. I took it, my hands shaking slightly as I lit it up. The meth hit my system fast, the world spinning as the drug surged through my veins. I took another hit, and another, the pipe clutched tightly in my hand. As I exhaled, I looked up, my eyes meeting Linda's. She smiled, a slow, hungry grin, and beckoned me over. "Come here, boy. It's time to fuck."

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I staggered towards Linda, the meth coursing through my veins, making every nerve ending sing. She reached out, grabbing my wrist, and pulled me down onto her. Her thick thighs wrapped around my waist, her cunt hot and wet against my stomach. I could feel her heat, her desire, and it only amplified my own need. Dave, still stroking his cock, moved to stand beside us, his eyes locked on Linda's face, waiting for her reaction. "Suck his cock," Linda commanded, her voice a husky growl. She pushed me down, my face level with Dave's thick, veins. I opened my mouth, taking him in, my tongue swirling around his shaft. Dave groaned, his hips bucking slightly as I took him deeper, my cheeks hollowing out as I sucked him hard. The taste of his pre-cum filled my mouth, salty and bitter, but I reveled in it, my own cock throbbing with need. Uncle Rick, watching with a sick grin, passed me the pipe. I took it, my mouth still full of Dave's cock, and took a hit. The meth burned my lungs, but I held it in, my body trembling with the intensity of the high. I exhaled, the smoke mixing with Dave's scent, and took another hit. And another. My body was on fire, every sense heightened, every touch amplified. Candy, watching with a mix of lust and envy, knelt beside us. She leaned in, her tongue licking the length of Dave's cock, her eyes locked on mine. I could see the challenge in her eyes, the daring. I took another hit, the pipe clutched tightly in my hand, and passed it to her. She took it, her lips wrapping around the end as she inhaled deeply. She exhaled, the smoke curling around Dave's cock as she took him into her mouth, sucking him alongside me. Linda laughed, a shrill, cackling sound, as she watched the scene unfold. "That's it, boys and girls. Show me what you've got. And don't forget, I want some of that mouth too." She reached out, grabbing my hair, and pulled my face up to hers. I could see the desire in her eyes, the lust, and it only made me harder. I leaned in, my tongue licking her lips, tasting the salt of her sweat. She moaned, her hips bucking against mine, her cunt grinding against my stomach. I could feel her heat, her wetness, and I knew she was ready. Dave groaned, his cock throbbing in my mouth as he came, his hot cum filling my throat. I swallowed, my body trembling with the intensity of the high, and looked up at Linda. She smiled, a slow, hungry grin, and beckoned me closer. "It's time to fuck, boy. Show me what you've got."

I crawled up Linda's body, the meth making my movements jerky and uncontrolled. She spread her legs wide, her cunt glistening with wetness, inviting me in. I positioned myself, my cock poised at her entrance. Dave, now spent, moved to stand beside her head, his softening cock still glistening with my saliva. Linda reached up, taking him in her hand, stroking him gently as she watched me. I thrust into her, a groan escaping my lips as her tight, wet heat enveloped me. She moaned, her hips bucking up to meet mine, her nails digging into my back. I started to fuck her, my hips moving in a erratic rhythm, the meth making it hard to control my movements. But Linda met me thrust for thrust, her body undulating beneath mine, her moans filling the air. Candy, watching with a hungry glare, moved to stand beside us. She knelt down, her face level with Linda's pussy. She reached out, her fingers brushing against mine as she spread Linda's lips, exposing her clit. She leaned in, her tongue licking lazily, her eyes locked on mine. I could see the challenge in her eyes, the daring, and it only made me fuck Linda harder. I could feel a booty bump in my gaze and my eyes shifty away from Candy's. Linda screamed, her body arching beneath me as she came, her pussy clenching around my cock. The sensation was too much, and I followed her over the edge, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my cum. But I didn't stop, my hips still moving, fucking her through her orgasm, drawing out her pleasure. Dave, his cock now hard again, moved to stand behind Candy. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, exposing her throat. He leaned down, his teeth nipping at her skin, his hands roaming her body. She moaned, her hips bucking back against him, her fingers still working Linda's clit. Rick, watching with a sick grin, moved to stand beside Dave. He grabbed Candy's hip, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. He positioned himself, his cock poised at her entrance. He looked up at Dave, a silent communication passing between them. And then, they both thrust into Candy, their cocks filling her completely. She screamed, her body convulsing as she came, her juices squirting out, mixing with Linda's cum and mine. Linda laughed, a shrill, cackling sound, as she watched the scene unfold. She reached out, her fingers brushing against Candy's clit, drawing out her pleasure. And then, she started to piss, her stream mixing with Candy's juices, creating a puddle on the floor. Rick and Dave, still fucking Candy, started to piss too, their streams mixing with Linda's, creating a river of piss that flowed across the floor. I watched, my body trembling with the intensity of the high, as the scene unfolded. The sight of them, fucking and pissing, was too much, and I could feel my cock hardening again. I moved to stand beside Rick, my cock poised at Candy's ass. He looked up at me, a grin on his face, and pulled out, giving me room. I thrust into her, a groan escaping my lips as her tight, hot ass enveloped me. She screamed, her body convulsing as she came again, her juices squirting out, mixing with the piss on the floor.