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Her Daughter’s Sex Life Pt. 01

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Laura had settled in front of the TV, a glass of wine on the table, happy to unwind after a long week, when she heard the door open.

“Back already? How was the date?”

Her daughter, Katie, grumbled something and headed to her room. Laura suspected it was something, but knew not to press her eighteen-year-old daughter.

In a few minutes, Katie came and sat by her mother. “Whatcha watching?”

“Oh, a documentary on whales.”

Katie went silent.

But Laura asked, “Want to talk?”

After more silence, she started, “His parents have a pool house. We went there and started making out. It was great! I was ready, and we started undressing each other. His cock popped out, all eager and everything. I wanted to impress him, so I knelt in front of him. And after kissing and licking his cock, I started sucking it. He seemed to like it.”

“I would hope so! Having a pretty young thing like you sucking on his cock!” Her mother laughed.

“Yeah. I liked it, too. What is it about sucking on a guy’s cock?”

“Genes, I suspect. I also enjoy sucking a nice cock. And watching the reaction. Anyway, go on.”

“I kept sucking on him. I’d played with guys’ cocks before, but never got a chance to really go at it like tonight. Anyway, he was clearly getting hot, and I was prepared to taste him. He came suddenly and I swallowed it. It was so hot! And watching his reaction!”

“Then?”

“There was a little love seat, so I lay in it and spread my legs. He got what I wanted and went down on me. It was great! I was soon lost in it. I was moaning and squirming, I was so close! But then he stopped and climbed on top of me. I guess he thought I came. Anyway, I was so wet his cock slid right in.

“So, he started fucking me. He does have a hot body. So, my hands were all over him. And we kissed as he fucked me. I was getting so into it. But then he came inside me. And that was it!”

“Well, I put you on the Pill for a reason.”

“But that was it! He was done. He didn’t care about me!”

“I see. He’s young, too. But not all guys are like that. You’ll be in college in September. Plenty of guys who know how to take care of a woman.”

“I don’t know. Maybe I should try girls. They know how to please.”

Laura paused for a moment. “Anyone you’re interested in?”

“One maybe.”

Laura brushed Katie’s long blonde hair away from her face. “Yes, there is something about making love with a woman.”

Katie turned to her mother wide eyed.

“Surprised?” she continued. “Yes, in college. My roommate and I had a thing. If we didn’t have a date… Well, let’s say we could always satisfy each other.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Another woman is nice, especially if she’s, well, hot!”

“So just in college?” Katie asked.

“No. When your dad and I were breaking up, there was someone. Remember Claire?”

“You and Claire!”

“Does that shock you?”

“No, I mean… I always thought you were into guys.”

“Yes, nothing like a nice cock. But there is something about feeling another woman’s body — and making her cum!” Laura laughed.

Laura paused for a moment. “I’ll let you in on a secret. You know your aunt Jane went to the same college as me, two years ahead, of course. One thing led to another, and she taught me how to make love to another woman. She was my first.”

“You and Aunt Jane!?”

“Yes, until she graduated and married your uncle. About then, my roommate took her place. Between us, understand?”

“Wow!” Katie exclaimed. “But… Why aren’t you dating?”

“I’ve decided to be picky. I’ve gotten to an age where the nice ones are taken and the ones that aren’t… Well, I haven’t been impressed.”

“Mom! You’re forty-one! What do you mean ‘your age?'”

“Don’t worry about me. But a fling with another woman in the meantime? Maybe a younger lover?”

Katie smiled at the thought of her mother with a young lover, man or woman.

“Meanwhile,” Laura continued, “you must be worked up. Go to bed and let your fingers work their magic.”

Katie blushed, then kissed her mother on the cheek and walked away. Laura had always been frank with Katie about sex. She often spoke openly about her own masturbation and encouraged her daughter to feel free about it. She felt pleased that, Katie could open up to her about fucking.

But her other side, a secret side, enjoyed hearing about Katie making love. She tried not to, but the image of her lying naked, a young cock slipping into her pussy, aroused Laura. She laughed at herself. It was her own thoughts and no reason to feel guilty over them.

In her room, Katie stripped and flung herself onto the bed. One hand gravitated to between her legs, as the other caressed a firm breast. She did need a release. And her mother encouraging it made it easy. And there was the image of a woman that had been filling her mind when she played with herself like this. She could no longer deny it, the image was her mom.

Katie had always found her mom beautiful. Laura was an inch taller than Katie with tuzla escort a near-perfect figure. In her mind, lately, she recognized how sensual she was. This night’s revelation that her mom was bisexual added to it all.

As Katie frigged herself faster, she imagined the vision of her nude mother standing there, watching.

Laura had lost track of her show and decided to turn in. As she walked quietly down the hall to her room, she listened for, and was rewarded by, the muffled squeals of Katie’s climax; grinning at the thought of her daughter cumming.

*****

The next morning, the last Saturday of June, was a sunny day. They chatted over breakfast and Laura asked about her plans.

“I’m gonna sunbathe. It’s a gorgeous day.”

Laura knew she meant in the nude. Katie had been in the habit of sunbathing nude, a chance to be free of clothes. Laura secretly enjoyed watching her lovely daughter languish in the sun. Her long blonde hair and slim form that was complemented by her womanly breasts, was eye-candy to man or woman.

It was close to eleven, and as Laura was catching up on emails at the kitchen table, Katie walked in, stark naked, with only a towel over her shoulder.

Laura looked her over and declared, “I think most guys would get hot and bothered seeing you naked.”

“And girls?” Katie asked.

“Yeah. Them, too.”

Laura watched Katie’s tight butt sway as she walked out the patio door. ‘Damn!’ She thought. She could no longer focus on her tablet. Instead, the idea of joining Katie was too tempting.

Katie had barely lay down after arranging her towel on the lawn, when she heard her mom’s voice, “Can I join you?”

Her mom seemed like a goddess standing there, her nude form painted by the morning sun. Katie sat up and stared unabashedly as she sauntered up, her body looked like the epitome of womanly form in her eyes.

Laura laid out a towel next to her and sat on it. “Lovely. So nice to lie here naked with the sun on your skin.”

Katie composed herself and lay back, resisting peeking at her. She noticed her mom’s hand, and without thinking, put hers on it. Laura clasped it gently, a sign of approval.

They lay there a few minutes before Laura spoke, “Lotion! Have you put some on?”

Katie replied, “No.”

“Sweetie! You have lovely skin. Protect it. Let me fetch it.” She grabbed the lotion off the patio table and sat by Katie. “Mind if I put it on you?”

She could hardly breathe at the thought of Laura’s hands on her body and simply nodded.

Her mother started at her legs and worked her way up, applying the lotion in what felt to Katie as a most sensual fashion. She worked her legs, even parting them to reach her inner thighs. Next was her firm belly.

“God, you have a lovely body. Guys should be worshiping it,” Laura teased.

Katie was in heaven as she closed her eyes, feeling gentle hands glide over her body. Laura poured more lotion then moved to Katie’s lovely breasts.

“Oh, Katie! Do you want me to do them?”

She didn’t hesitate. “Yes! Please!”

Laura worked the lotion over Katie’s pert mounds; perhaps, spending too much time on them and enjoying feeling their firmness. And she could feel how hard her daughter’s nipples were.

For Katie, it was so arousing. She could feel the moisture forming between her legs as her mother lingered on her breasts.

Laura realized she was spending too much time feeling Katie’s enticing tits. But they felt too good.

“There. All done,” she declared, giving her daughter a good looking-over.

“Mmm… And you?” Katie asked.

The thought of Katie’s hands on her body was too tempting. “If you don’t mind?”

Laura lay back on the towel, as Katie kneeled next to her. It was her turn to look over her mother’s naked form. She had seen her nude before. But, here was her enticing form laid out before her, waiting for her hands.

Like her mom, Katie started at the legs and worked her way up with Laura parting them to give full access to her inner thighs. Katie rubbed the lotion into the delicate skin there, her hand brushing the edge of Laura’s trimmed bush.

“It’s very pretty, trimmed like that. Seems girls shave it these days.”

“Yes,” Laura replied. “I don’t care for the look, though. Mmm, that feels good…”

Laura closed her eyes as Katie moved to her hips and stomach, hesitant to feel what she really wanted. With more lotion, and without asking, her hands glided over her mom’s breasts. She felt her full, yet, for her age, firm tits. Her hands moved over her nipples, feeling them getting hard, and perhaps lingering too long on them. Laura said nothing and Katie wondered if she was enjoying it as much as she was.

She was finished, but didn’t want to stop. So, she just stayed there, admiring her mother’s beautiful form.

“That was lovely, Katie.”

But Katie continued to quietly look longingly at her mother, until Laura opened her eyes. It was too tempting, and Katie leaned down üçyol escort to her, gently kissing her lips.

“Katie! What was that about?” her mom asked, quite calmly.

“Can’t a daughter kiss her mom?” Katie asked, her face inches away. The patient tone in her mom’s voice only encouraged her, and she kissed her again.

Instinctively, Laura put a hand on Katie’s shoulder. “Katie, I’m your mother,” she said, calmly. “We shouldn’t kiss like that.”

The way she said it convinced Katie that her mom’s protest wasn’t earnest.

“Your lips feel nice. Why can’t we kiss?”

With that, she kissed her again, leaving her lips on Laura’s for a long time. There was no protest, no resistance, and Katie could tell her mom liked it as well. She felt bolder and carefully placed a hand on her mother’s breast before pulling back to gauge her reaction.

“I like kissing you!”

“Yes, Katie. It is nice. But…”

As Laura groped for words, her daughter kissed her again. Their lips were locked together for some time before Laura sat up and took her daughter in her arms, their lips never parting. When their kiss did end, she looked Katie in the eyes before hugging her.

Being naked in her arms felt wonderful to Katie. And the sensation of her mom’s soft breasts increased the moisture between her legs.

“Katie, you know this is wrong.”

“Like you and Aunt Jane? I don’t care! You feel too good!”

She wrapped Laura in her arms tightly, hoping her mom would give in. Then she felt lips gently kiss her neck. It was heavenly.

For Laura, all her resistance collapsed. It did feel ‘too good.’ She kissed a shoulder before licking an earlobe, then looked Katie hard in the eyes. She tried, without words, to convey the gravity of this new phase.

“I love you, mom!”

With that, the women embraced, kissing with more passion this time. When it ended, Laura pressed her daughter to her bosom.

“Sweetie. We can take this as far as you want. Say no, anytime you want. Understand?”

“Yes!” she said, with a trembling voice. “Yes. Will you make love to me?”

The words surprised Laura. She also wanted to make love to her, but was cautious. “If you want.”

They held each other a while longer, the feeling of skin on skin adding to the tender moment — and the rising passions.

“Do you want to make love to me?” Katie asked, uncertain if her mom really wanted it.

She turned serious and looked Katie in the eyes before answering with a kiss. Desire was overtaking her. This was her daughter. She feared how it might affect her. But the look of longing in Katie’s eyes dissolved all such thoughts.

The women kissed tenderly, arms around each other, caressing each other’s bare skin as breasts pressed together.

“You’re so beautiful, mom,” Katie whispered, before laying back, as if offering her body.

Laura paused for a moment. Lust — or was it something more? — was driving her now. And seeing her daughter, only eighteen, eyes beckoning, vanquished all other thoughts.

She lay beside Katie and gave her a loving kiss as she lay still, wanting Laura to take the lead. She spent a minute looking over her nubile daughter, a hand gliding over the length of her tender skin.

“You are so beautiful, Katie. It would be hard for anyone, man or woman, to resist.”

She kissed Katie again, slowly, letting her tongue glide over her lips. She wanted to take it slowly and make this special for her. Laura’s tongue traced her chin, then up and down her neck, as fingers glided over the curves of her firm breasts.

Katie closed her eyes and took in all these sensual delights. Her arousal at Laura’s touch was unlike anything she’d felt before.

Laura continued to take her time. She paused for a moment to gaze at Katie, until she opened her eyes. Laura kissed her again; this time, her tongue probing her mouth with Katie responding in kind, her hands draped on Laura’s back.

Laura’s hand slid between Katie’s thighs, who parted them, anticipating what was to follow. Still, Laura worked slowly, tracing her thigh with a finger then feeling her soft bush as she kissed and nuzzled Katie’s neck.

Laura was eager to sample her daughter’s breasts and ran her tongue down to a firm nipple. She sucked it into her mouth and watched for the reaction. Katie sighed and seeing her mother making tender love to her tits, she arched her back, tugging on her mom’s head in encouragement.

Katie felt a finger parting the folds of her entrance, and gasped in anticipation.

“You’re wet,” Laura said, as her fingers slid into Katie’s pussy, causing her to shudder. Her fingers continued their work as she kissed Katie’s face and breasts while the younger woman began to writhe.

Katie’s passion was climbing fast, and Laura worked her clit feverishly until she started gasping. Her body tensed as the orgasm hit, while Laura watched in fascination as she came hard.

“Oh my God!” Katie cried out, as she caught her breath.

“Looks like you ulus escort enjoyed that!” Her mom smirked, before giving her a sensual kiss. “A woman knows how to please another.”

Katie sat up and kissed Laura hard. “Your turn!”

She lay back, and like Katie, offered her body to her daughter.

Katie stared for a minute in wonder. Her beautiful mother, hers for the taking. In imitation, she kissed Laura before licking her neck as her hand squeezed a tit.

“Mmm… That!” Laura sighed, as Katie’s tongue circled a nipple.

She began sucking on it, feeling another woman’s nipple in her mouth for the first time. Katie was getting turned on seeing her mother’s reactions. Her hand slid up and down Laura’s body, until pausing on her bush.

Laura’s reassuring smile encouraged Katie, and her fingers slid between her legs, feeling her moist slit.

As Katie’s fingers pressed into her entrance, Laura closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure, encouraging Katie. She returned to licking and sucking on Laura’s tits while her fingers plunged in and out of her pussy. She ran her finger over her mom’s clit causing her to jolt.

Katie wanted to get her mom off and worked her clit while sucking on her tits ravenously. Laura’s hands were all over Katie, feeling her as her daughter pleasured her.

“Katie! Yes… That… Fuck!” she cried out, as her body grew restless.

Suddenly, Laura gasped for air and arched her back, as Katie realized she was making her mom cum. She worked her pussy furiously as waves of ecstasy washed over Laura.

“Fuck! Sweetie!” she said breathlessly, as Katie beamed in her accomplishment.

She pulled Katie in and the two kissed lovingly; both seeing their relationship was at a new point. Katie laid her head on her mom’s breast and the two lay together a long time, as Laura stroked her daughter’s hair.

They said nothing, just enjoying the feeling of this new intimacy.

Kisses and nuzzles were shared well into the afternoon until Laura wondered what time it was.

“I don’t care,” Katie purred, as she began kissing Laura’s nipple and her hand slipped between her mom’s legs.

“No. We’ve been out here too long. We should go in. Besides,” she added with a kiss, “we should save it for tonight.”

So, the ladies walked in, hand-in-hand, where they shared another kiss. Laura suggested eating out early, and the two dressed.

Both women were in the same mood and dressed sexily. They met in the living room where they compared outfits.

“Aren’t we a hot pair!” Laura said, taking her daughter’s arm.

She had booked a good restaurant, and there, they were shown to a table as eyes in the room took sly looks at stilettos, legs, and the hint of nipples poking through silk.

Katie had no choice in being the designated driver, while Laura enjoyed wine over the course of the meal.

After, as they headed to the car, Laura took her daughter’s arm. “A little too much wine, I think!”

Katie enjoyed it. And liked the idea of getting her intoxicated mother home.

Inside, they turned to each other and started kissing and groping. Laura kicked off her heels giving Katie the height advantage. The tender kissing of the afternoon gave way to sloppy kisses, with tongues darting about, while hands explored.

Katie kicked her heels off and the two headed to Laura’s bedroom. Inside, Laura unzipped her daughter’s dress, letting it slip off and revealing she had nothing on underneath. Katie took her turn undressing Laura until both faced each other, naked.

Laura was determined to show Katie serious lesbian lovemaking. She pushed her onto the bed and climbed on top, kissing her hard. They kissed and fondled each other, rolling each other over in passionate embrace, and taking turns sucking each other’s tits.

With Katie in a wild passion, Laura took things to a new level. She threw Katie to her back and spread her legs, kneeling between them before running her tongue down her body. Katie panted in anticipation as her mom kissed a thigh.

Her body froze at the feeling of a warm breath on her wet slit, then moaned as Laura’s tongue slipped into her sheath. She expertly worked Katie’s clit as her hands caressed the rest of her body. The pleasure of licking a pussy had returned to her; the joy of seeing the reaction; and knowing it was her own daughter.

She slowly worked up the tempo, with Katie occasionally looking down at Laura’s eyes blazing back as she probed her core.

Katie threw her head back, consumed by this attention to her womanhood. Her breathing became heavy, and Laura redoubled her efforts.

She cried out, as the intense orgasm hit, her body thrashing in pleasure. “Oh, Mom! ease up,” she laughed, a hand over her mouth.

But Laura bided her time, kissing Katie’s inner thigh and giving her a chance to recover before slipping her tongue in for more. In little time, Katie was squirming in pleasure again as Laura worked up the tension.

“Fuck!” she screamed, as the second climax hit.

Laura licked her thigh as Katie eased down from her orgasm.

“Now you know the pleasures a woman can offer.”

Katie pulled her mom on top of her and kissed her passionately, tasting herself on her lips.

They looked at each other, giggling knowingly over this newfound aspect of their relationship.

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Family Secrets Ch. 03

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*All Characters in this Story are 18+*

Previously in Ch. 2

“So when is it my turn to fuck my hot, sexy daughters?”

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Christine and Bella returned from their shopping adventure and immediately Bella ran up to her room. Mia and Matt having come out of her room after their first sexual encounter were curious as to why Bella was so quick to go to her room.

“Do you want to see what that is all about?” Matt asked his youngest.

“Sure” Mia replied.

She knocked on the door and Bella pulled her in.

“I have to show you what I bought for the two of us!”

“You didn’t need to buy anything for me!”

Bella opened up a bag from Victoria’s Secret and pulled out a blue lace set of lingerie for her and a red corset and matching thong for Mia. “Oh my god I love this!” exclaimed Mia. “Thank you so much! What is in the other bag?” Bella reached into a bag from a sex shop and pulled out a variety of new toys including: vibrators, butt plugs, nipple clamps, a double sided dildo and two strapons.

“Wow you got quite the haul!”

“I know! Some of these are for when we want to play and I figured that these we can also use on mom!” Bella said as she grabbed the two strapons.

“Oh I love that idea” Mia asked.

The girls laughed as they examined the plethora of new toys for them to try out.

“So how about we give some of these a test run before we use them on mom?” Mia asked her sister as she stared into her eyes. Bella didn’t say a word, she just walked up to her sister, grabbed her by the hips and the twins brought their lips together.

Each let out soft moans as they slipped their tongues around the other’s. Mia moved her hands up to Bella’s hair and laced her fingers through it. Bella grabbed the bottom of Mia’s shirt and lifted it over her head. She then yanked her leggings off so Mia was now completely naked. Mia moved her hands down to Bella’s shoulders and slowly slid the straps of her dress off so it could drop to the floor.

“Oh my god you went out without a bra and panties?! That is so hot!”

They embraced one another again and fell back onto Bella’s bed. They continued to run their hands all over each other’s bodies as they kissed. Bella’s hands moved down her back until they reached her sister’s tight, toned ass. She took a hard grip then gave gave it a good smack.

“Oooh, I love a good smack on the ass!” Mia said with a moan.

“Oh yea did daddy spank your ass?”

“Yea he did, how about you?”

“Nope but he did do other things to it. Do you want to see?

Mia just shook her head yea. Bella had Mia lay on top of her in a 69 position. She rubbed her sister’s ass a few more times before parting her cheeks revealing Mia’s tight, pink hole. Bella asked if Mia was ready and when she replied yes, Bella stuck out her tongue and started to lick her sister’s clit. In one long stroke of her tongue, Bella moved from Mia’s clit up to her asshole. The moment her sister’s tongue made contact, a jolt of pleasure went through Mia’s body.

“Holy shit, you just stuck your tongue in my butt!”

“Yep! Doesn’t it feel amazing!”

Mia moaned as she felt Bella pressing the tip of her tongue against her tight hole. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Bella continued to tongue fuck her sister’s asshole pushing her closer and closer to an orgasm. As her arousal reached its peak, Mia pushed her sister’s legs apart and devoured her pussy. The room was filled with the sounds of their moaning.

“Oh god Bella, your tongue feels so good in my ass! I’m so close! Make me cum!”

Bella moved her fingers down to her sister’s clit and furiously rubbed it while she continued to dart her tongue in and out of her hole. Mia’s body shook as her orgasm consumed her body. After she came down from the high of her pleasure, Mia climbed off of her sister and laid next to her.

“Oh my god I have never felt anything like that!” Mia said

“Me either until daddy showed me what it was like. So is it my turn to cum?”

Mia took another few minutes to catch her breath before getting up to grab some of the new toys that Bella had bought.

“Close your eyes and no peeking,” Mia said to Bella. After she saw that her eyes were shut, Mia bent down and took Bella’s right nipple into her mouth. She licked it until she could feel it getting hard. Once it was good and hard, Mia let go of it and placed one of the nipple clamps onto it. As soon as it was on, Bella gave out a soft moan. Mia did the same to her other nipple. After the clamps were firmly on both, she started to tug at the small chain that hung between the two.

“Ooooooooh that feels good” Bella said with a soft moan. Mia grabbed one of the vibrators and held it up to Bella’s clit. As the vibrator was pressed against her swollen, throbbing clit, Bella pulled on the clamp chain. Between the vibration and the tugging of her nipples, it wasn’t long until she felt her orgasm building inside her.

“Holy turhal escort shit, I’m cumming!” Bella screamed as her body tensed up. She pulled her sister up to kiss her soft lips. As Bella was coming down from her orgasm, Mia laid down and cuddled with her sister. “Wow!” Bella said, “I did not expect those toys to feel that amazing.” Mia chuckled in her response, “what did you expect? You’re the one who bought them!” They two laughed as they heard their mom call out to them that dinner was ready. They each put on a thong and a crop top that allowed their still hard nipples to poke through the material and headed down the stairs.

“You two have fun?” Matt asked as they sat down at the table. The girls realized that their parents had heard them and they just smiled while shaking their heads yes. Mia walked up to her mother and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Bella showed me something that she bought for us to surprise you.”

“Oh really? When do I get this surprise?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” Bella answered.

The girls took their spots around the table followed by their parents and they all enjoyed a nice Sunday dinner together. When they finished up, Matt offered a suggestion to his mother and daughters; “since it is such a nice night out why don’t we all go out to the pool?”

“That’s a great idea sweetie!” Christine replied. The girls didn’t say a word they just ran out to the pool. Matt and Christine looked as the two stripped out of their clothes and jumped into the pool naked. “It’s a good thing we don’t have any neighbors that can see into the backyard!” Matt exclaimed. “Yea, but it is reassuring that the girls are so comfortable with everything that has gone on this weekend” Christine replied.

Matt and Christine walked out onto the patio and watched as the twins splashed each other and groped each other’s bodies under the water.

“Shall we join them?” Christine asked. “Sure!” Matt replied. The both stripped out of their clothes and joined their daughters in the pool.

“Wow, your body is fantastic mom!”

“Yea, you’re a total MILF!”

Christine blushed at her girls’ comments. They all swam around until Mia moved up behind Christine and took her breasts into her hands. “Your boobs are so soft mom.” Mia said as she squeezed them. “Let me feel!” Bella said as she swam up to her mother. As she took her boobs in her hands, Bella looked down at her mother’s nipples and said “they’re so stiff.” At that moment, Bella leaned down and stuck out her tongue so she could take one of her mom’s nipples into her mouth.

As her tongue made contact, Christine shut her eyes and moaned with pleasure. As her sister sucked on their mother’s nipple, Mia slid her hand down Christine’s stomach causing her breathing to quicken. Mia’s hand continued to drift closer and closer to her mother’s pussy. Mia’s fingers passed through her bush until they found her clit. Once her daughter’s finger touched her clit, Christine let out a yelp of pleasure and surprise.

“Oh girls you’re making me feel so good right now.”

“We can make you feel even better,” Mia whispered into her mother’s ear. Christine just nodded her head as Bella let go of her nipple and both girls each took one of her hands and guided their mother out of the pool and to a lounge chair. Matt was still in the pool when he started to stroke his cock under the water. The sight of his mother and twin daughters about to engage in an incestual threesome was one to behold and he didn’t want to interrupt.

The girls laid Christine down on the lounge chair before kneeling on each side of her. Simultaneously, the girls bent down and took their mother’s nipples into their mouths. Christine moaned as waves of new pleasure pulsed through her body. She placed her hands on the backs of the girls’ heads and held them tight to her breasts. As their mother held them close, the girls each trailed a hand down their toned bodies until they reached their wet pussies. All 3 were moaning in intense pleasure while Matt rested against the edge of the pool taking it all in.

The girls moved their hands to the insides of Christine’s thighs and moved them closer and closer to her most intimate area. Her breathing grew heavier as their fingers glided across her skin.

“Oh girls do you tease your father this much?!”

The girls looked at each other and winked as their fingers finally reached their mother’s pussy. Bella began to rub her clit while Mia slid 2 fingers into her opening. “Oh god! That feels so good!” Christine threw her head back in pleasure. The girls continued to play with their mother’s pussy as they came together and kissed each other. Christine picked her head up and watched as her daughters made out woth one another while playing with her pussy. This highly erotic visual caused her to reach down and begin to pinch her nipples.

Bella looked up and said “mom you don’t need to do that, we have something much better.” The girls stood up and took tuşba escort Christine by the hands and they walked into the house. No one cared about the trail of water they were leaving behind in the house as they moved into the living room. Bella went upstairs to fetch her bag of new toys as Mia began to kiss her mother’s soft lips. When she came down, she saw Matt standing in the doorway watching as Mia and Christine groped each other.

“You can join us if you want daddy” she said with a smile.

“Another time sweetie, tonight is about your mother.” Matt gave her a kiss and he headed up the stairs. Bella walked over to her mother and sister. She placed her hand on Mia’s back as a signal that she wanted to switch with Mia. She stood up and Bella sat down next to her mother as she began to kiss her passionately. As she watched her older sister and mother, Mia started to rub her pussy. When Christine pulled away so she could get some air, Mia asked “so mom which one of your kids is the best kisser?”

“I don’t know I think I am going to need some more to figure that out.” Mia and Bella both leaned into their mother so the three could share a threeway kiss; the tongues meeting in the middle. Bella took out the nipple clamps and twirled them around her finger. Christine’s eyes had a look of confusion and intrigue as she was examining them. Mia gently pushed their mother back onto the couch while Bella placed the clamps onto her nipples. Christine winced at first but slowly she became used to the slight amount of pain and the overwhelming feeling of arousal in her nipples.

Bella got on her knees in between Christine’s legs, looked up into her eyes and asked “Can I lick your pussy mommy?” Mia brushed some of her mother’s hair out of her face and asked “can I sit on your face so you can lick my pussy mommy?”Christine just shook her head yes. She watched as Mia climbed up onto the couch and swung her leg over; she was now staring up at her youngest girl’s wet pussy coming closer to her.

Christine wrapped her hands around Mia’s thighs so she could pull her down to her waiting tongue. As her tongue made contact with Mia’s clit, Bella’s tongue pressed against Christine’s. Her head was a whirlwind as she processed the fact that she was tasting her daughter’s pussy while her other was licking hers. Yes she had been having sex with her son for the last 18 years but this was different; she had never had sex with a woman before or been in a threesome. As she continued to suck on her mother’s clit, Bella looked up and enjoyed the view of both Christine’s big, soft breasts and her sister’s toned ass. Bella took two of her fingers and slid them into her mother’s wet pussy. The sensation of her clit being licked and her pussy getting fingered caused Christine to moan into Mia’s pussy. Mia took a grip of her mother’s hair and pulled her tighter into her pussy.

“Oh mommy your tongue feels so good on my pussy.” Mia started to grind her hips back and forth pushing her clit harder into her mother’s mouth. Being caught in the middle of her daughters was too much for Christine and she could feel herself getting closer and closer to cumming. However, with Mia still holding tightly onto her hair, she couldn’t pull away to announce that she was cumming. The girls could hear as her breathing intensified so they knew what was happening anyways. Bella felt her mother’s wet pussy tighten around her fingers as she continued to fuck her with them. Christine moaned into Mia’s pussy as she orgasmed feeling her body almost go limp from the pleasure.

Bella removed her fingers from her mother and looked up at Mia’s tight ass. She crawled up so she was now straddling her mother’s lap and gently spread Mia’s cheeks meanwhile Christine was completely unaware of what was about to happen. As Bella stared at her sister’s pink hole, Mia pushed it out slightly to make it wink at her. That was all Bella needed before she drove her tongue into her sister’s ass.

Mia moaned loudly before announcing, “Oh god mommy! Having you lick my pussy and Bella licking my butthole feels so good!” Christine’s eyes grew large when she heard those words. It made her hornier than she ever thought she could be knowing that Bella was into something like that. Mia’s own orgasm began to build and both girls knew what was going to happen next. Mia could feel her body begin to tremble. “Oh I’m gonna cum! Mommy, I’m cumming!” She released her mother’s hair from her grip allowing Christine to drop her head back towards the couch. At that moment, she watched as Mia’s squirted all over her face soaking her and the couch. Bella cradled her down to the couch so she wouldn’t fall and held her tightly.

Christine rubbed her daughter’s juices all over her face, hair and body embracing it as a reward. “Oh honey I had no idea you were capable of that!”

“Neither did I until Bella made me do it for the first time. Now I’ve squirted onto everyone in the whole family…well except for me” she said with tüyap escort a smile on her face.

“And Bella where did you learn to eat your sister’s ass?”

“Daddy did it to me and it was the most amazing feeling ever so I started doing it to Mia.”

“Mom, Bella is the only one of us that hasn’t cum yet. We need to fix that.” Mia said

Mia and Christine grabbed Bella by her hands and led her over to the large ottoman in the middle of the living room. Bella crawled up onto it so that she was on all fours. Christine knelt behind her and began to lick her pussy. “Mmm, sweetie your pussy tastes so good”Christine said as Bella began to moan. Mia sat next Bella on the ottoman and gave her ass a few smacks causing red handprints to form. Mia then grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks. “Wow Bella your asshole looks so tight and inviting!”

“Well are you just gonna stare at it?” she replied.

Mia walked over to the bag of goodies that Bella had bought and took out one of the butt plugs. She put it in her mouth and got it covered in her saliva before pressing it against her sister’s hole. “Oh yes Mia put that in my butthole!” Mia slid it in and gently tugged on the base to tease Bella.

“I can’t believe my daughters are horny little butt sluts!”

“Blame daddy, he licked Bella’s ass and then she started doing it to me.”

“Yea, mmmm, it’s daddy’s fault!” Bella moaned.

Christine continued to lick her daughter while also rubbing her clit. “Oh mommy I am so close!” She quickened the pace with her tongue pushing Bella closer and closer to her orgasm. “Oh fuck I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Ahhhhh!!” Bella screamed as her pussy became soaked as she came. Christine gave her daughter’s thighs a few light kisses before sitting up and giving Mia a kiss on her lips. Mia pulled the plug from her sister’s ass before Bella flipped onto her back. Christine and Mia laid down with her as they lightly rubbed each other’s bodies.

“So what else did you pick up today Bella?” her mother asked.

The girls just looked at each other and smiled. They both stood up and walked over to the bag. “Close your eyes mom” Bella said. Christine did as she was told and shut her eyes. “Ok open them,” the twins said in unison. Christine opened her eyes and admired the sight standing before her; her twin daughters each wearing strapons.

“Well what are you going to do with those?”

“We’re going to fuck you mom,” Bella said.

Christine’s pussy became even wetter as she stared at her girls. “Well I know one of you is going in my pussy, where is the other going?”

“You’re right Mia is going to fuck your pussy and I am going to fuck your ass!”

Christine was a little nervous because she had never done anything with her ass before except lightly rubbing the tip of her finger against it when she masturbated. The girls could see the nervousness on her face so they both went up to her and reassured her that they would be gentle. She gave each of them a kiss and led Mia to the couch. Mia sat down on the couch and watched as her mother straddled her sliding the rubber dildo into her wet pussy. She started to rise up and down on it while Bella applied lube to hers. She walked behind her mother and squirted a good amount of lube onto her fingers and pressed it to Christine’s tight hole. She let out a little squeal at this new sensation.

“Are you ready mom?” Bella asked. Christine nodded her head in response and felt as her daughter slowly applied the lube to her hole and felt Bella inserting her finger. Christine moaned as she got used to the feeling of something being in her asshole for the first time. Once she seemed used to it, Christine looked back to nodded to Bella signaling that she was ready for her to enter her. Bella pressed the tip of her strapon to her mother’s hole and slowly eased her self in. Christine breathed slowly as she felt it move further and further into her. There was a feeling of pain at first but eventually she got used to it and the pain turned to pleasure. She moved back and forth feeling more aroused than she ever had with both of her holes being filled. Christine moaned loudly as she felt another building orgasm.

Bella reached up and grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked it back causing her to pop her chest out so Mia could bury her face in her mother’s tits.

“You like your daughter’s fucking you mommy?!”

“Oh god girls fuck mommy’s holes!” she screamed. Bella quickened her pace as she drove her strapon on harder into her mother.

“Fuck girls, mommy is cumming again!’

“Cum for us!” Mia ordered her mother. As she came, Christine’s body went limp and her orgasm was too much for her and she collapsed on top of Mia. As she tried to catch her breath, Bella removed herself from her mother’s ass and helped to lay her down on the couch. All of the girls bodies glistened from sweat as the twins knelt on the floor beside their mother.

“Wow that was amazing! Girls I have to be honest that is the best sex I have ever had, even better than your father. Oh god please don’t tell him I said that!”

“I think he heard how much you loved it mom” Bella said with a chuckle.

“Besides daddy just wants us all to be happy and feel good” Mia replied. They both kissed their mother on her forehead.

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My aunt and dad were intimate as younger adults. He is three yrs older than her. They stopped when he met my mom, and auntie went to the Navy. She is now 38 and has an 18 yr old daughter and last year her husband was killed in the line of duty, as a police officer. She is also a doctor, but in the ED at my hospital.

I have asked my dad about her, and that is how he came to tell me about their time as young lovers. I asked if he has thought about her since, especially since they have both now been widowed.

Again, he said no, but there was something about how he said it. He was also not shutting me down when I told him I found her to be so beautiful. Her daughter is so cute and basically her “mini-me.”

One of our recent chats, auntie revealed to me a conversation she had with Meredith, dads partner, who I’d met at the Christmas party. Meredith had apparently ran into auntie and told her she thought I was his lover and date, and not his daughter. Auntie had to convince her that I was in fact his daughter. She did not ask about our arrangements at the hotel that nite, which I am glad for, as I would have had to lie.

I thought that I did a good job of deflecting and changing the conversation, but looking back, she clearly did not buy it.

I say this because of the following story from this past Valentines day.

I had found a picture online that showed a woman restrained to a chair as well as wearing a blindfold and sexy lingerie and thought I would surprise daddy by being presented to him as such.

I just needed to find someone I trusted to bind me up, and thought auntie might be that person.

I went to her house the weekend prior to Valentines day to ask her and brought the photo with me.

I was wearing my yoga pants and a loose t-shirt and when she answered the door, she was as well. Now, my auntie is just plain stunning. She is 5’6″ and weighs about 135. She has a very slender build, even after birthing. She has, I would guess solid b cups. She is brunette, with these deep blue eyes, one would swear are contacts.

“What brings you up to our house, Merissa?”

“Well, I have a favor to ask, and it is of a very personal nature.”

“Oh, ok well as your aunt, I am always willing to help.”

As I took out the photo I responded, “good because it is a multifaceted favor.”

“First off, you can not say a word to anyone, especially dad. Second, please don’t judge me.”

“Ok, Merissa, I am now very intrigued.”

“I need you, as I trust you, to help me get like the girl in this photo, for Valentines day, for my boyfriend,” I said as I showed her the pic.

She audibly gasped and said, “OH MY! are you sure?”

“Yes, I am the only things different are I have honest blindfold and I want a,” I hesitated then finished, “a butt plug.”

“I don’t know Merissa. Where is this going to happen anyhow?”

“At our house, I have checked, and re-checked dad’s schedule and he is definitely busy that Wednesday, as it is his elective OR day and he also has trauma call.”

“But what if something were to happen and he came home and found you and Todd?”

“He won’t, he is busy, I know.”

“Ok, I will do it, what time do you want me there? Do you want me to hang around just to make sure Todd doesn’t leave you tied up?”

“Oh god no, I know he won’t, auntie. And if you can be at the house around 1600, that would be great, as I expect him around 1700, which should give us time.”

“Ok, if you are sure, honey.”

“I am,” I said as I stood and kissed her bye and helped myself to the door.

The next two days, I denied daddy any sexual attention, to the point he actually asked me if I was ok.

“Of course I am. I am just making sure that you are ready for your surprise on Valentines day, daddy.”

Wednesday morning came and dad left early, more than a little sexually frustrated, and at same time kinda had the look of a cat that ate the canary.

I let it pass and about an hour later auntie was calling. I was hoping not to cancel, as I was horny as hell and wanted daddy, in the worst way possible.

“Hello auntie, please don’t tell me you can’t make it?”

“Oh, no not at all. I was just curious if I could come earlier as I wanted to talk to you about something, in person?”

“Ok, what time were you thinking?”

“How about 1430?”

“Ok, see you then,” I said as I hung up, and was wondering what was up?

At 1300 I took a shower put some make up on. I was not planning on putting anything on top, but changed my mind and found a 1/4 cup bra that was also black, like my garter and stockings. I finished by slipping into platform heels. My hair was in a high ponytail and I pulled some stringers out on either side of my face and curled them. Lastly, I put a little lube on my remote controlled anal plug and inserted it.

As I slipped into my robe, the doorbell rang, and I could see that it was auntie, and she had a purse as well as another, larger bag.

“My god Merissa, you must really want Todd to be tunalı escort driven crazy, because just what I can see is pretty hot, if you don’t mind me saying so.”

“Not at all, auntie. So why so early and what is in your bag?”

“I got to thinking, you really want this taken up a notch, for Todd, you should be bound, not in cuffs, but by ropes in the Shibari style. Are you familiar with that, Merissa?”

“Vaguely and I am very intrigued. what do you have in mind?”

As she spoke, she showed me photos of what she was talking about, that she had printed up.

“I am thinking Spiral Futomomo and binding your wrists to each, as well. This will keep you totally exposed, as your photo showed. As a bonus, I am also going to build a ‘Love handle” around your waist, if that is ok.”

By the time she had shown the photos, as well as walked me though it, I am not going to lie, I was feeling some heat in my crotch.

“Oh, my god auntie, do we have enough time for you to do all that?”

“Of course, now, where is Todd going to find you?”

“I was thinking in the basement, as the sofa, ottoman are awesome, as is the workout bench, which is where I want to be found.”

“Well let’s get going then, shall we?”

We went to the basement and I went to the weight room and set up the bench to be facing the door. I then dropped my robe, and as I did, I heard auntie gasp.

“Oh my, Merissa you are certain to make Todd very happy, today. Now, if you will, let’s start with the Love handle.”

She started building this out and while she was touching me, incidentally mind you, I was still feeling electricity flow through my body. I mean this is the woman my dad had sex with for six years as they were growing up.

“Ok, that is done, and we have plenty of time for the rest, you want to get some water or something, prior to me tying you up, as you will be pretty much immobile afterwards?”

I took the opportunity to go to the bathroom and urinated, but otherwise, I was already very ‘good to go.”

When I walked back in, auntie seemed to be preoccupied with her phone, and when I asked about it, she nervously said it was a friend, that she might see later tonight.

“Sit down on the bench sweetheart and let auntie finish the Spiral Futomomo and your hands.”

It was then she noted my plug and asked, “is that a remote plug and do you like it?”

“I love it, lots.”

She worked the rope like she had clearly done this before and she first did my right side then my left.

The bench was set up, such that the back was at about 30 degrees. With my hands tied to my ankles, I could only really sit with some difficulty by leaning a bit forward.

“Auntie, thank you and lastly, would you please put my ball gag on me and the blindfold?”

“Sure thing sweetie,” she said as she found it on the weight rack and standing behind me, applied the gag first and then the blindfold, with care and asked if they were too tight.

I shook my head ‘no.”

“Good, and I forgot one thing, love,” she said as she reached into her bag and grabbed a little bit more rope and in quick time I could feel her attached it to my left leg, then around behind the bench and then my right leg, pulling the rope a bit towards then end.

The effect was to pull both legs back, and leave no doubt that I was completely exposed.

She kissed my forehead and said, “I hope Todd, appreciates all this?”

I had noticed before the blindfold was applied that it was 1630. I heard her footsteps go upstairs, the garage open and then a short time later close.

For what seemed like a very long time, I sat there, mostly naked, with my pussy fully exposed, a plug sitting in my ass and tits out.

I started using my pelvic floor muscles and my ass muscles to move the plug in and out of my ass in small movements. Enough to make me start to produce a little bit of grool from my pussy, as I felt a drop run down my taint and then the plug was moving a bit easier.

I lost track of time, but clearly heard dad enter the house and call my name.

I tried to respond, but with a ball gag in my mouth all that came out was a grunt.

I heard him walking around upstairs and for a second, thought I heard a second pair of feet.

After what seemed like eternity, I finally heard him descending the stairs.

I heard him walking towards the gym, and he clearly turned the corner as I heard him inhale deeply.

“Oh, little girl, I have no idea how you made this happen, but I am going to have so much fun with you tonight.”

I heard him take his shoes off, and then his zipper go. Soon I felt his presence behind me.

He leaned over and whispered in my ear, “you my little girl are in for the best nite of your young life. I am going to make this nite last as long as I can. So, I am now going to get a viagra, so we can have a prolonged nite. Nod, if you would like to have one as well?”

I nodded, not that I needed it as I was already so wet and so tunceli escort horny, it was the horniest I had ever been.”

Dad came back about five minutes later, pulled the gag from my mouth and placed his mouth on mine, and kissed me hard, with tongue, and as he did, he was squeezing my right tit. He also had a pill, he slipped into my mouth at the time.

He replaced the gag, saying, “I can’t tell you how beautiful and sexy you look, all exposed and vulnerable, like this Merissa. Know that I will honor it, and you, and make this again, a nite to remember.”

Again, I felt him behind me, and then felt him lean over, as his hands lightly touched my inner thighs, on both sides, and began to stroke them every so lightly, with his finger nails.

I could feel the goosebumps rise as he did this, while at same time, he leaned over and licked/kissed/nibbled on my neck.

I could feel my pussy leaking it’s grool, and just then, I felt the vibe come to life in my ass, on my favorite setting.

I found this odd, as both dads hands were occupied on my thighs, then my torso.

“You are wondering how that just happened, aren’t you sweet little girl?”

I grunted and nodded, and the vibe changed intensity.

“You are over thinking this, just go with it and enjoy it, my little lover.”

Now I felt him near my left leg, and he started, again using just his finger nails to tickle the bottom of my foot. To this point in my life, no one had ever touched them and made me want to scream.

From there, he used the same technique to move up and down my thighs, towards my leaking pussy, never actually going beyond the crease of my thighs and pelvis.

I don’t know how long this lasted as I was in foreplay heaven.

I did start to notice heat emanating from my pussy, and a headache, the results of the Viagra™.

“I don’t know about you, but the little blue pill is having it’s desired effect on my cock, sweetheart,” he said as he drug it across my inner thighs, and I felt a drop of his pre-cum.

All I could think about was tasting it. sticking my tongue out, and using the tip, grabbing that little drop of what was to come.

Dad started his kissing/nibbling/licking routine on my inner thigh, and was working his was towards my pussy, which was on fire.

Suddenly he stopped and said, “I am going to remove your bal gag and replace it with my cock, little one, is that ok?”

I nodded and felt him walk behind me. Then I felt him reach under the bench and lift a bit. Soon the head dropped and I heard the bench click again, as I came to rest with my head down, at about 20 degrees.

He reached behind my head and I felt him unbuckle the gag. As he removed it, he pulled my head up a bit towards his and his tongue was soon buried in my mouth, and I was reciprocating with mine in his.

After a few moments of this, he clearly stood up, as his cock was soon sliding into my open wanting mouth.

It was just then that I felt a tongue sliding into my pussy.

I tried to push dads cock from my mouth, and he fought it, by forcing his cock into my throat.

“This is part of the surprise, little one. Trust me, when all is revealed you will thank me for this. Now, suck daddy’s cock, for all those times the last three days you have denied me.”

I was not scared, but was in a haze, as I had no idea who was licking my pussy, but did know it was a female, as I could tell they had very soft facial features and hands.

At this point, dad was just fucking my mouth, and the mystery woman was working my large labia and clit in the second best way, I had ever had.

Whoever she was, she loved my labia. She spent more time on them than dad does, and he spends all kinds of time licking, sucking, nibbling on them, untl he gets to my clit.

She got to my clit and she suckled on my swollen clit while at same time, was flicking it.

I was moaning around daddy’s cock and he was cradling my head, as he made me gag, and each time I did lots of spit was being created, that was running down my cheeks.

I could tell from the rhythm of dads movement, he was getting close to cumming.

And he stopped, just like that. He put the ball gag back in my mouth, before I could say anything.

My pussy eating friend had me at the verge, and she too stopped.

“Honey, our guest is in need of some attention and while you provide it, I am going to fuck that grooly little pussy of yours, for the first time this week, my little girl.”

He propped the bench up, to just being flat and as he removed the gag, I could smell the essence of the person near me. As it popped out, I opened my mouth to say something, and was met by a long, female tongue in my mouth.

Whomever she was, she was as good as kisser as daddy was and as she was sweeping my mouth with her tongue and I was trying to keep up, I felt daddy sliding in between my legs.

Soon, she broke our kiss, and ever so slowly I could smell her essence and knew her pussy was turgutlu escort close.

Literally, as she planted her wet pussy on my mouth, daddy slapped my clit with his cock, and then slid it in, balls deep on the first stab.

I stuck my tongue out and was met by a bald pussy, with little to no labia, certainly not like mine, nor was the clit that big, but it did feel engorged, to me.

She continued to descend onto my tongue and face and I felt her hand grab the back of my head, as she was facing away from dad, at the moment, she pulled my head into her pelvis, making my tongue go ever deeper into her sweet tasting pussy.

While I did this, to the mystery guest, dad was plough into an out of my super wet pussy and clearly enjoying it, as he moaned, “I so love this, my little girl.”

After a few moments of this, the mystery pussy, lifted off my face and turned to face daddy, and again sat on my face/tongue.

Daddy said, “lick that pussy, baby girl, she loves it and is going to eat you pussy, with me after I put this load of cum into you.”

I was so hot, I licked her with abandon, and all over the place, until I found the sweet spot, as she stopped gyrating, and I could tell she was close, as I could hear her moaning, which was not enough to tell me if I knew her.

While you are licking her pussy, baby girl, I am licking her fabulous tits, and fucking you, and I am gonna cum soon, sweetheart.”

As I licked her I imagined dad holding her tits and licking/suckling them, which only made me that much closer to cuming.

Dad must have felt that, as I felt the woman switch her position a bit and soon felt a woman’s hand on my throat.

“Her ‘safe word’ is unicorn, by the way, and you can start squeezing now.” he said as he started his hallmark move of slowing his pistoning action and was using the entire length of his cock on my aching pussy.

Then I felt his hand on my mound and his thumb on my clit. This sent me over the edge, and as I fell over it, the hand on my throat got tighter still.

I could then feel daddy’s cock push all the way in, hitting the area just in front of my cervix and stop. Then he pushed a bit more, pushing his super thick base into my pussy, spreading it ever wider, and the tip deeper into that super hot zone.

Then I felt his cock head expand, and soon the base pulsated, followed by the rest of his cock, as the first rope of cum hit my cervix, taking me to another level, making my legs shake.

I was cuming so hard, I almost missed the gray area before blacking out and said “unicorn,” and the squeezing stopped, but the orgasm continued while so did dads.

As I felt him start to back out of my pussy, the mystery woman I could feel leaning forward, as she got to my pussy, the head of daddy’s cock was at the entrance to my pussy, and I could feel her tongue cleaning his cock, but her chin resting on my clit.

Dad soon joined her and he started dipping his long tongue into my cum filled pussy and slurping it out.

I heard him say “come here,” to the woman, she shifted and I heard her moan, as I guessed daddy kissed her and let her have some of our combined cum.

She dismounted me, and daddy said, “open your mouth little one, our guest has something for you.”

I did as I was told as dad started licking my pussy and flicking my clit.

The woman leaned in and grabbed my face gently and directed it to her mouth, and as she leaned in to kiss me, she opened her mouth, which let some of her prize slide into my mouth, quickly followed by her tongue.

As we made out, daddy continued to lick my pussy and I was moving my pelvis as much as I could in order to cum, while at same time making out with this amazing kisser of a woman.

Soon, daddy used his fingers in my pussy for a brief few seconds, then extracted them, I heard and felt him spit on my asshole, and started trying to fixate on ‘winking” it, in anticipation of something entering it, while trying to cum.

Soon, the fingers, two of them slid into my ass, just as it started to close, and his tongue hit my engorged clit, making me cum, again.

He stopped licking my pussy and said, “I think we need to move you to the sofa or ottoman, which would you prefer, sweetheart?”

Trying to catch my breath and talk at same time I said, “the ottoman, please.”

I said that as, the ottoman is the perfect height for dad to fuck my ass, which was only second on my list of things I wanted at the moment, the first being knowing who this woman was.

I knew it wasn’t our friend from the conference, Jillian as her pussy is totally different than the one I had just made cum and was eating.

The weight bench has wheels, so I felt dad tilt it back and roll me out of gym and into the TV room, of the basement.

“You grab her torso, I will grab her hips/legs and lets move her to the ottoman, OK?”

All the woman did was say “uh, huh” more of a hum, but clearly affirming dads question.

Soon I felt her slide in behind me, and as she did, dad slid in between my legs, and as he did, he bent down to lift the right way and as he started to stand, his cock hit just the right spot, and slid into my pussy.

I moaned as he and she started to lift. The woman was now holding my torso with her naked chest on my naked back.

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I am Marc, a 22-year-old student and painting enthusiast.  I have a particular interest in capturing the beauty of the female form on paper.

I live a relatively quiet life with my mother, Sarah, who is in her 40s.  My parents divorced when I was young, and I have had little contact with my father since then. Despite being a bit strict at times, my mother works hard to provide us with a good life, and she is a loving parent.

It was November and the late fall chill was beginning to set in. I usually stay outside with my friends on Friday afternoons and come home the next day, but this day I decided to make an exception.

My idea was to relax and spend it quietly at home while looking for inspiration for a new sketch. I could look on any internet forum or social network, I needed something real, with curves.

My type of woman is definitely someone with great assets and older than me. I could go from 30 years old, 20 years old or 10 years older. Especially those who have been mothers, they have an aura that makes them special to me.

My sketchbooks are full of women of that body type, in every pose imaginable, nude and clothed. My mother always wanted to look at my drawings, but I never let her see them, I didn’t feel comfortable, and I didn’t want her to see me as a pervert.

We live in a small apartment with two bedrooms, a living room, a dining room, a kitchen, and a bathroom. The bathroom has a bathtub and a shower.

I had to go to the bathroom to pee, wash my hands and face. To my surprise, there was light coming from the bathroom door and it was closed. It was obvious that it must be my mother.

Before I could take another step, the door opened, letting out the heat and steam, and the silhouette of a beautiful naked body appeared in front of me.

It was my mother, her breasts were large and voluminous, her nipples big and pink. At that moment they were perky. Her belly looked soft.

Her wide hips were the result of pregnancy. Her pubic area was partially shaved.

Her legs were long, smooth, and thick.

“Hi Marc, I wasn’t expecting to see you until tomorrow,” she said sweetly.  In her voice there was no embarrassment or shame.

I looked down and noticed her toes painted a deep turquoise blue.

I could only say ” There was a change of plans”.

“I’m glad you’re here, if you want, I can prepare you something to eat for dinner.” Her voice still did not denote embarrassment or shame.

“That would be great” I looked up at her face and again saw her vagina, her slight pubic hair, and her big breasts.

She made no attempt to cover her naked body. I looked her in the eyes and said.

“I need to go to the bathroom.”

“Go ahead, it’s all yours.” Was her reply.

I walked awkwardly past her into the bathroom and closed the door behind me.

I felt my heart pounding in my ears.  It took me a few minutes to regain my composure.

Her body is perfect, she’s my type.

But there is one more detail, she is my mother. I could not take her as inspiration, I had never drawn someone close to me. That was different.

And why did she not cover herself or run away?

As I left the bathroom, my mother had turned on all the lights, and I could hear her in the kitchen.

When I came out of the bathroom, I noticed that my mother had turned on all the lights. She was in the kitchen.

I wanted to see her in all her glory, but I knew it was inappropriate.

To my sad surprise she was now wearing only a white satin robe and had removed the towel from her head. I could only see her back. Her ass is huge.

The robe hugged her body so tightly that the satin looked like a second skin.

When my mother noticed my presence, she turned around. The satin robe covered her bare skin, but because of the size of her breasts, I could still see the areolas and her nipples.

I looked away once more.

Her serene voice accompanied a natural smile as she offered me a sandwich.

“Darling, can I talk to you for a second? It’ll be quick.”

I was nervous.

“Is this about earlier?” I knew I hadn’t done anything wrong, but I couldn’t help but feel nervous.

“That’s right, I’m sorry you had to see that. I like to be naked on Fridays, since I know I will be home alone. I didn’t try to hide to make it less embarrassing for both of us, and I want to apologize. I am fascinated by the feeling of freedom there is in nudity, but you are my son and it is not fair that you have to see your mother in this way, I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I could tell that you were uncomfortable.” She told me with concern and a slight blush on her cheeks.

“You don’t have to apologize, in fact, I’m the one who should apologize. I’m always away on weekends and showing up unannounced like that wasn’t the best thing to do. I’m sorry. It made me feel nervous, but it wasn’t something I disliked. How did you feel?” I said to my mother with some embarrassment.

My mother tilted her head with curiosity. “It gives me peace to know that toroslar escort I didn’t make you uncomfortable. I didn’t feel bad or weird either.  But I must admit, you surprised me. I didn’t expect you to come home early. Anyway, I need you to clarify me… What do you mean you didn’t dislike it at all?”

Now I was the surprised one. “I don’t know mother. Do you really want to know?”

With serenity in her eyes and a slight smile on her lips, my mother told me, “You know you can trust me. I am here to take care of you, protect you, and love you. I know we have been distant, but you will always be my sweet boy, I will not judge you.”

“I think… Your body is beautiful.” I felt a sense of excitement at this revelation.

My mother laughed in embarrassment. “You can’t be serious… Don’t be silly Marc.”

I confidently told her, “I must tell you the truth, you have a lot to be proud of, believe me.”

My mother laughed throwing her head back. “I don’t blame you for finding me attractive. Must be those healthy, young hormones of yours.”

With a bit of nervousness, I asked my mother, “I want to make you a proposal. It’s nothing bad, but do you remember that I have a hobby with drawing?”

“Yes, of course, I remember. You never let me see what you draw.”

“Well, I want to ask your permission to draw your body.” I told her without hesitation and waiting for a positive response.

“What? Why?” I noticed the confusion in her voice when she asked the question.

“I think this might be a better way for me to explain myself, just give me a moment and I’ll be back.” I made a quick run to my bedroom to get my sketchbook.

As soon as I got back, I gave it to my mother and said, “Please, can you check it?”

My mother began to slowly work her way through the sketchbook. Her face was serene all the way through, but I could detect a slight smile at the corner of her lips.

“So, what do you think?” I said feeling anxious.

“I think you have improved a lot; I can see how you have progressed. The forms, figures and positions are all beautiful.” She said proudly.

“Thanks mom. I’m always looking for inspiration on internet forums. But I must admit that you look better than any of those women.”

She interrupted me and said, “But how can you be so sure of it?”

“I have a good memory, believe me.”

“Try it then, I give you permission, but you have to do it now.”

Surprised, I picked up the notebook and left it on the kitchen table. I went back to my room to get my set of pencils, sat down in a chair and began to draw the sexy, voluptuous figure of my mother in the kitchen as she watched.

I felt the nervousness run through my skin.

I started at her thick legs and worked my way up her hips.

She watched me closely as I made each precise stroke, bringing her to life with each line.

I drew her in a standing pose with her legs spread, both hands on her waist and her neck arched in a sultry posture.

I drew her huge breasts to perfection; I drew the shape of her nipples, and I did the same with her small part of hair in her intimate area.

My mother came up behind my shoulder and said, “It’s incredible, the curves, perspective…. But… After you finish your sketches, what do you do?” She asked with a bit of curiosity.

“I admire my work and compare it to the original that was my inspiration. But this time it’s different, I think.” It was a risk on my part, but I had my head out of the game.

As she stood in front of me, my mother asked me, “Because I am your mother? Tell me, my sweet son, did you request to draw me to improve your creativity? Or is it for something else? First of all, why are you doing all these drawings in the first place?”

I reach to say, “Art loving and…” I paused for a moment, I didn’t have the courage to admit that she turned me on, it wasn’t appropriate. “…It’s just that you’re my mother.”

“If that bothers you, don’t think about it. Think about me as a woman.” She said it in a seductive and complicit tone as she ran her finger down her soft and smooth neck to the cleavage of her satin robe.

“I don’t mind attracting the attention of a handsome young man like you.” There was still a seductive note in her soft maternal voice. “Pay attention, dear.”

In one fluid motion, she slipped the satin dress off, exposing her voluptuous curves and perfect assets.

She is beautiful. I looked at my sketchbook and no doubt she was very much like her, but nothing could beat reality.

Then she dropped the dress on the floor, and I could see the rest of her body.  Now that I had permission to see her, I could notice the small marks of age, freckles, stretch marks and moles, all of them beautiful.

“Tell me Marc, how would you rate your sketch?” Her voice broke the silence.

“I think I will be able to improve it now that I am able to see it in more detail. Thank you, mother.” I said.

“Excellent, hope I helped. Don’t forget to eat what I prepared tosya escort for you… Goodnight, my sweet boy.”

Without further words, she walked away. She turned her back to me and moved her waist and her big ass in a singing way.

I couldn’t sleep that night.

The next day I was locked up to continue sketching, now that I could see her whole body, I could draw anything.

The next few weeks because of our schedules we hardly saw each other. The few times I saw her, she had clothes on. That disappointed me but I thought it was for the best.

I continued to make drawings inspired by my mother’s figure, although I never saw her naked again. This made me sad, on the one hand I was dealing with the fact that she is my mother, but I kept thinking about what she had said to me: Think of me as a woman.

She is a beautiful woman without a doubt, but it was taboo to think of her in that way. I didn’t know how to broach the subject with her, I needed an excuse and I had the perfect plan.

I started leaving drawings of her around the house, on the living room couch and kitchen table. The drawings were not explicit but showed her in multiple forms, nude, semi-nude, in lingerie or provocative clothing.

At first she ignored the drawings. But after a few days they began to have little notes. Most of the notes had a smiley face on them or little phrases such as: “Great job! I look fantastic! You’re so naughty!”

Despite my audacity, we both avoided each other at home. I was embarrassed, but also excited. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced in my life. I was no virgin, I had my adventures, but nothing like this.

I tried my best not to masturbate thinking about her, my own mother. I resisted the temptation through role-playing porn videos but whenever the scene progressed further and further, the image of her curvaceous body crossed my mind.  

I always had to stop and try to distract myself with something else, but between the erotic drawings of her that now cluttered my desk and my perverse imagination, I kept coming back to the same thing and I was getting frustrated.

Suddenly, I stopped drawing her and stopped leaving my drawings all over the apartment. I thought if I did that, I could forget her but nothing changed.

One day I was in my room, trying to relax and have a usual masturbation session on my bed. However, this time I couldn’t finish. My face and body were drenched in sweat from the intense effort.

Frustrated and very horny, I was about to restart my session when I heard my mother knocking on my door.

“Honey…May I come in?” Her soft voice echoed through the door.

“Mom… I’m busy…” I managed to say.

“Are you feeling, okay? You sound funny, honey, like you’ve just run a marathon.” There was some concern in her voice.

“I’m busy, please…” I said it panting. I had been masturbating all that time while I was talking to her.

Suddenly I saw the door open and saw the silhouette of my mother. Despite wearing a sleeping robe, I could recognize her beautiful body.

With a quick movement I covered myself with a thin sheet and yelled, “Mother, I told you I was busy…”

My heart raced, the sheets covered my naked body but I could still see the bulge of my manhood.

“Sweetie?” She called again, worried in her voice. “I just wanted to check on you. Are you okay?”

Before I could reply, she stepped into my room.

The light fabric of the nightgown pressed against her body, accentuating every curve. The cleavage went daringly low, teasing a glimpse of her breasts. She looked stuning.

My throbbing member remained hard and powerful with desire. It was impossible for her not to notice the bulge under the sheet.

She stopped next to my bed and leaned over me as she placed her hand on my sweating forehead.

“What’s wrong, son?”

Her soft hand sent an intense spasm through my body. Having her so close to me aroused a feeling of desire to explore the curves of her body that I had admired so deeply.

“Mom,” I breathed, my voice cracking from the effort of hiding my arousal. “I… I need to talk to you.”

I knew I had to be honest with her. I was tired of fighting these feelings, of trying to suppress them.

There was curiosity in my mother’s eyes. She was no fool, she sensed that there was something wrong and with her sweet eyes she indicated that I could be honest with her.

“Mom…I…I have these feelings…” My voice trailed off as I struggled to find the right words. “Feelings that I’ve been hiding for a long time. I can’t keep hiding this anymore…”

Her soft, delicate fingers ran across my forehead and caressed my hair.

“Honey, it’s okay,” she whispered, brushing my ear with her lips as she leaned into me. I could smell the soft a aroma of her body that only kept me more and more aroused.

“I’m only here to listen to you and help you. I know in the last few years we’ve grown apart because of the crazy circumstances of my work trabzon escort and your studies, but I’ll always be with you…there’s nothing can change that.”

I felt vulnerable and my guard was down. Her motherly tone of voice melted me. I had never felt like that before, it was like rediscovering myself.

I could feel the tension in the air, I had so many questions and doubts.

What was it that turned me on? Her attractive, sexy body? Or something taboo… something that could change our relationship forever… something forbidden? Why in the world had she agreed to my provocative proposal? What was she trying to do?

I swallowed hard before I confessed and waited for the worst.

“I…Mom…I…I think…I think I might be attracted to you.” The words came out in a rush, as if I was releasing a monster.

Silence took over my room. My mother’s face was full of surprise and her eyes revealed the oldest fear in the history of mankind: the fear of the unknown.

However, she relaxed and said to me sweetly. “I also have similar feelings to you… I mean… it’s kind of confusing but…” She sat down on the edge of my bed and continued to say” “…since that day you saw me naked and asked me to be your model… something changed… I didn’t think too much about it at the time but the idea seemed innocent at first. The look on your face at the time was one filled with admiration…. While I noticed some arousal in your pants, I assumed it was normal. You are in the best time to live your sexuality and seeing an attractive body can bring out those crazy hormones of yours… like now…” She didn’t finish the sentence, she simply pointed her finger at my erection.

Despite everything, my manhood was still erect. I had no intention of hiding it, there was no need for it.

“I’m sorry mom, I was having you know…that’s why I didn’t want you to come in…..” I said embarrassed.

My mother’s eyes widened, but she didn’t judge me. She simply ask, “May I ask you… Who or what were you thinking?”

I had to be honest with her. I took a deep breath and looked into her eyes, “I… I was thinking about you, Mom. Your body… the way it looked in my drawings… it got me pretty worked up. But… I just couldn’t finish… And it wasn’t because you interrupted me… I feel guilty, dirty, it’s not normal for me to feel this way, attracted to you…. I shouldn’t have asked you to be my model. That’s why I stopped leaving you drawings for you to see…. “

My mother’s eyes softened as she spoke gently, “Honey, it’s normal to be attracted to someone, even if it’s your mother. I’m not upset with you for asking me to be your model. I enjoyed it and it can be an opportunity for us to explore our sexuality.”

She was deadly serious and before I could answer she added, “You have a natural talent for capturing my essence and I must admit that seeing my body represented that way made me feel like never before… excited and admired… and now knowing the real effect my body has on you… well it makes all this feeling more intense. Perhaps it’s time to explore what this impact means, don’t you think?”

As her words sank in, I felt a shiver run down my spine. I took a deep breath, I felt liberated to know that my feeling was mutual. Even though I could tell my mother was dealing with the feeling, I knew she was open to exploring it further.

“What do we do now Mom?” I didn’t know what else I could say.

She reached out and took my hand, her fingers gently caressing mine. “Tomorrow we can do something fun” she whispered seductively. “Something that will set your imagination soaring… For now, you should take care of your big problem with… you know…” She pointed out my manhood.

I nodded, “Thank you, Mom. I will be waiting eagerly…”

My mother smiled, got up from my bed and walked to the door. Before leaving my room she said. “Good boy…” And she left, closing the door behind her.

That night I could finally masturbate without any more worries or regrets. I felt more anxious and aroused than ever…

I woke up early in the morning, feeling the excitement run from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. I tried to follow my normal routine of every morning, lucky for me it was Sunday and I had no plans or things to do. I tried to follow my normal routine of every morning, lucky for me it was Sunday and I had no plans or things to do. As usual, my mother was nowhere to be seen, she usually goes for a run to stay healthy every weekend morning.

I headed to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast and tried to stay as calm as possible. The apartment was silent, interrupted only by the sound of me eating my breakfast.

Once I finished, I thought I could go back to my room and maybe take a bath afterwards but my idea was discarded when I heard the front door being opened. My heart was pounding.

And there she was, spotless and smiling from ear to ear.

She looked sweaty, her hair was in a messy ponytail from the exercise. In fact, she looked beautiful, wearing a hoodie with a zipper and matching black leggings that showed off her thick legs.

Our glances crossed each other’s eyes and time slowed down. Her eyes glow with a mischievous sparkle as she walked towards me. She knew the effect she had on me and she freely took advantage of it.

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Cousins 30 Years Later Pt. 02

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My cousin Rachel and I (Brian) continue where we left off in Part 1, making our way to the bedroom from the shower.

Unable to keep our hands and lips off of each other as stumble towards the entrance of the bedroom, we briefly pause so we don’t walk into the door frame. Rachel grabs my hand and leads the way as I am closely behind her, giving me a full view of her smooth behind.

My eyes are locked in on her smooth, naturally tanned ass as we inch towards the bed when I surprise her with a quick slap before gripping her left ass cheek like a stress ball.

Rachel and I are finally at edge of the bed when she turns back around, wrapping her arms around my neck as we continue kissing each other. I move from her lips so I can kiss her neck, running my finger tips around the edge of her hard nipples in the process. Rachel lets out another moan and I can feel her skin fill with goosebumps again when I spin her around against the bed.

Against the bed with her back towards me as I move in closer, wrapping one arm around, using my spare hand to grab both nipples using just my thumb and middle finger. Gently kissing the bottom of her neck with her body quivering, Rachel is anticipating what’s coming next.

I start to bend Rachel’s top half of her body forward as I lift her by the hips onto the bed. Placing her on the edge of the bed with her back still facing me, I tell Rachel to get on her knees as one of my hands glides between her legs. Rachel’s pussy is drenched when I make my next move.

“Stay in this position.” I tell her as I start crouching down until my face is level with her ass.

Settling with my knees on the ground while spreading her legs apart some more as I push her forward. Before she could say anything, I move my face forward and begin eating her out from behind catching Rachel off guard.

“OHHHHHH. MYYYY. GODDD! That feels amazing Brian!” barely getting the words out as my tongue hits the magical spot.

Feeling her body begin to tense up knowing she is about to cum, I toy with her and stop.

“Don’t stop!!! I’m so close again, Brian!” Rachel screams as I begin to lift her up again to place her further onto the bed so I can join her.

Rachel leans further onto the bed towards her drink on the night stand, giving me the perfect amount of room to get in position. After we both down our drinks, I’m lying on my back at this point when tepebaşı escort Rachel leans in to kiss me. Her brown, messy hair tickling me as she reaches for a hair band so she can tie it back.

Rachel feels how hard I am and begins to make her way down thinking I want a blowjob when I grab her by the hips again. Spinning her around with her feet near my face, I tell her to get on top of me into the 69 position.

“You taste so good, Rachel.” digging my tongue into her while she grabs a hold of my cock again.

Sliding my tongue up and down her slit as I add more pressure, I begin to finger my cousin at the same time when I feel her mouth make contact with my rod again. Sensually stroking and sucking me off prevents Rachel from fully moaning since her lips are locked around my fully erect cock.

Stretching one arm forward towards her hanging tits, gently pinching her nipple while I use my palm for balance. Feeling better than any dream, it’s a guessing game as to who is going to cum first when Rachel’s body begins to shake in that familiar way.

Neither of us can take it any longer when we feel the orgasmic hurricane approaching, causing us to cum simultaneously in each others mouths.

Enjoying the feeling of our bodies against each other, Rachel was still on top of me as I held her in place so we could enjoy the moment. After a few minutes, Rachel began to slide off me, leaving my stomach a trail of the juice still gushing out of her. Sliding my finger tip through her cum so I could get another taste, Rachel made her way back for another kiss before saying the words.

“Holy fuck that was hot Brian, but I need a drink. Why don’t you twist a joint while I get us a refill?” coming in for another kiss before getting up.

My hands were still shaking as I rolled but it was still smokable. Making my way towards the kitchen, I was met halfway by her.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Rachel asks.

“Ummm, outside to smoke.” slightly confused as to why she was asking.

Handing me me drink, Rachel directs me back to the bedroom as she playfully pushes me towards it.

“We’re going to smoke in the shower as we rinse off. How does that sound?” she suggests with a devilish grin.

Answering without hesitation, I tell her “Sounds great!”

Drinks in hand, doobie rolled and already naked, Rachel tercan escort turns on the shower and we hop in. It was a much quicker shower this time, only enough time to smoke our joint. Once the last puff was smoked, eagerly desiring to continue in bed, I turned off the water before stepping out. We barely dried off when I scoop Rachel up in my arms to carry her back. Her legs and arms wrapped around me like a koala bear, I passionately kiss her as I carry her back to the bed.

Rachel has her back towards the best as we inch closer until I throw her on the bed. Still on her back, I crawl in towards her for another kiss. As my I make out with my cousin some more with one hand on her jaw, I take my other hand to run it between her legs. Her pussy is so warm and still wet when she reaches for my balls to fondle them.

Within seconds, my dick is like the Statue of Liberty all while fingering her some more as we get ourselves into place.

We can’t take it anymore, we need it, now.

“Fuck me Brian!” almost as if it’s an order, continuing with “Fuck your cousin!”

Rachel’s legs were spread as I adjusted myself in between her, moving in for another kiss. Tongues lashing and ready to go, she pulls me closer and reaches for my shaft. I had never been that hard as my cousin guides it towards her welcoming vagina. Like a magnet, the tip of my dick met her entrance on the first try, sliding in with the natural lube.

Picking up our rhythm, looking deep until each other’s eyes as I move my mouth closer to hers for a kiss, pinching her nipples at the same time. Her cheeks start to blush more and more when her eyes roll to the back of her head as she lets out whatever sounds she can muster. The feeling of being inside my cousin was like ecstasy.

“Ohhhhh!! Fuck ya Brian! Keep doing that, don’t stop!!” Rachel screams as she locks her legs around me, not giving me anywhere else to go but inside her.

Feeling her tense up, her legs tighten up even more as I’m deep inside her. Letting out one more scream, I feel her pussy convulsing with my dick wrapped in her like a tight, warm blanket. Rachel couldn’t take anymore, erupting with another “Fuck ya!! I’m cumming!” before another intense orgasm, at least for her.

Once we both finished panting and gained some energy, I move in for a kiss before getting up to rinse off and retrieve the termal escort drinks we left in the bathroom. It only took Rachel a few seconds to follow me and rinse off as I made more drinks. About to leave the kitchen and expecting her to be in either the washroom or bedroom, Rachel was walking towards me.

“Did I forget something?” I ask her, unsure as to where she was going.

“Nope, just need to grab something and meet you back in the bedroom.” Rachel answers with a wink.

She didn’t take long at all as I barely made it back to the bed when she entered the room holding that famous blanket.

“Bed time?” I ask, continuing with “Let me twist one up if so.”

About to get up, Rachel pushes me back onto the bed with the blanket draped around her, staring at me this the sexiest look I’ve ever seen.

“Stay on your back and get comfy, Bri.” as she inches closer to me.

My head resting on a pillow and lying in the middle of the bed on my back, Rachel lifts one leg over me as she gets into a straddling position. Blanket will wrapped around her while grabbing both of my hands, my cousin places them on her beautiful tits.

They feel even more amazing as she begins to lean in towards me allowing me to bury my face in them. Sucking on one breast while gently running my thumb around the other nipple, Rachel readjusts herself. I can feel how wet she still is, her pussy soaking my cock. No hands or mouth required this time, just that feeling alone causes my dick to stiffen until she finds her spot.

Pulling the blanket over us, Rachel’s pussy starts to engulf my manhood. My cousin begins to ride me as I grab her by the hips to motion her body back and forth, fucking each other wrapped in the same blanket we used as kids.

Moving one hand back to her tits, I grab the back of her head with my other hand so I can kiss her some. Passionately making out and knowing I am going to erupt any moment, Rachel knows it too. She plants her hands on my chest and pushes down harder. The added pressure causing my cock go deeper when I start to tremble.

“I’m gonna cum!!!” I scream expecting her to get off so I can pull out but Rachel just pushes harder and faster.

“Cum inside me Brian!! I want you to cum inside me! I can’t have anymore kids anyways so fucking cum inside me!” barely getting the words out.

That’s all I needed to hear and feel her pussy convulsing again, almost like a warm, weighted blanket around my raw cock. Having dreamt of this moment for 30 years, her body quivers one more time as she’s about to cum. A euphoric rush runs through my entire body as I blast load after load of semen deep inside Rachel, my own cousin.

To be continued…

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Aedan, Aoife, Mother and Amy Ch. 03

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Love Story of a Mother, Brother, Sister sleep still upon her.

“Listen to Mom, she’s dreaming. What should I do?”

Aoife listened quietly for a while as my Mother got more graphic about sex with her ‘Johnny’. “Aedan, you’ll just have to have sex with Mom. It’s what she needs. Perhaps it will break her out of her funk. You’ll have to fill her up with your hot thick cum. Your cock shoots so much of it. You know how her mood changes when her panties were filled with Dad’s cum.”

“Are you fucking crazy?” I hissed. “They put people in jail for that kind of stuff. Won’t Mom realize I fucked her during the night? She’ll fucking hate me in the morning.”

“Aedan, do you remember that strange eighteenth birthday ceremony our Mother performed with us? What did she say and I quote, “Don’t mark me yet, Child of Fire. I’m not yet ready to explain marks on me to your Dad. A day will come that I will let you claim me and leave your marks of ownership all upon me. So too shall it be with your sister.”

“She kissed every one of Amy’s bruises that you put upon her. I saw bruises on her hips and ass and was surprised there weren’t bruises on her pussy. Mom then kissed me and said that soon Aedan will mark the both of us the same and take ownership of us. Mother knew this day would come. Aedan, you’re the ‘Man of the House’ now that her husband and our father is gone.”

“Aedan give our Mother what she needs the most; the love of the only man now in her life. Your hard cock in her pussy or ass would be very helpful. I’d suggest you do her in her pussy as that would be easier. She is scenting like she is all wet and could take your big cock deep inside her.”

“I’ll help by kissing Mom and playing with her tits. Do Mom and I will give you my ass whenever you want.”

I hissed, “Aoife…” and my sister stroked my arm tenderly. “Amy said she climaxed when you filled her ass with your long hard cock and shot your hot thick cum deep into her darkness. She promised her ass to you whenever the ‘Master’ wants, so why not your sister?”

“Aoife?…….” I hissed.

“Aedan, since that night feeling your long thick cock against my pussy I’ve been thinking of nothing else then to be specially intimate with my brother. Mom knew we would and gave us her blessing. Now just slide your cock between Mom’s ass cheeks from the back and Mom will guide you into her pussy. According to Amy, from there you should know what to do,” Aoife laughed.

I said, “Fuck you,” and hissed at my sister.

“Whenever you can get your cock hard, Master,” she shot back. That was typical tirebolu escort brother-sister one-up-manship. I gave her another “Fuck you,” and my sister moaned, “Yesssssss.”

I had been a virgin during that bizarre ceremony Mom performed on our eighteenth birthday and what occurred in the den between Mother’s tits. Amy and I lost our sexual virginity with each other. With internet porn and taking pleasure within Amy I knew what to do. I put my hands on my Mother’s ass and pulled her ass cheeks apart and the strong fragrance of her pussy filled the bed.

“Oh Johnny, you gonna do my naughty ass? I love your cock in my ass when you pound your hard cock so deep and hard. I cum so hard when I feel your hot cum fill me back there. Oh fuck me already Johnny; I need it so much,” Mom channeled my father within her dream. So my Mother took it in her ass by my Dad?

My long hard cock slid along between Mom’s wet pussy lips getting coated by her juices as Mom moved her ass back and forth. She moaned deeply calling my father’s name and groaned when my large cockhead rubbed her clit. I felt Mom’s knee rise up and I hissed when I felt a hand grip my cock.

It had to be my sister as she rubbed my cockhead within Mom’s pussy lips getting it wet. She tipped it and I groaned when I felt my hard cockhead against the entrance to Mom’s hot wet vagina; the same vagina I came out of eighteen years before.

My Mom pushed back and half my cock slid up into her heat. “Oh Johnny you feel so big. Don’t destroy my pussy. I have to make breakfast for the twins after you leave for work. But oh baby, fuck me good. Give me that big cock deep and hard and fill my cunt with your thick hot cum.”

“I’ll suck you hard in the morning and ride your wood until you fill me with cum again. I’ll fuck you so good! I always hum in the kitchen feeling your cum dripping into my panties. Once done with the twins I go upstairs and suck your cum out of my panties. Sometimes I don’t brush my teeth so I can taste you all day. Fuck me baby. Fuck me Johnny and fill me with hot cum!”

“Fucking damn, Aedan,” I heard from my sister. “Mom’s got me so horny I’m gonna have to sit on your face until you make me cum. Get going already,” she egged me on.

I didn’t want to harm my Mother’s pussy. I was only half way in so I pulled back to get my fat cockhead wetter. Mom shoved her ass back and took all my long thick cock into her pussy until I punched her cervix. Mom moaned and trembled; her pussy pulsing all along my hard thick cock.

“Oh fuck Johnny I begged tokat escort you not to punish my cunt. Now that you got me dripping and horny, fuck me; fuck me hard and deep. I don’t care if the twins can hear me curse and scream. Give me that cock,” Mom begged in her dream.

I tried my best to easily keep her pussy filled but Mom was doing the thrusting backwards. She was riding my cock and I was just trying to keep her pussy filled. My cockhead kept tapping the hot flesh at the depths of her pussy as Mom thrust back hard against me. Her hot ass and my thighs were slapping together.

“Oh fuck Johnny, your cock feels so thick and long. You’re hitting me way up inside. I’m gonna hurt walking in the kitchen so make it good and fuck me and give me your hot thick cum. You must have got so horny on your last business trip. You saved that big cock for me. Fuck me Johnny, fuck me!”

I heard Aoife laughing as this is what we heard outside our parent’s bedroom door growing up. “Fuck you, Aoife. You think this is funny? I’m trying to keep my cock hard knowing I am fucking our mother. How fucking messed up is this?” I hissed at my twin sister.

“Yea baby squeeze my tits. You know I love it when you crush my baggers and pull my hard nipples. Yea baby crush my tits and destroy my pussy,” Mom begged my Dad in her dream. Aoife must be grabbing and squeezing our mother’s tits and pulling on her hard nipples.

“Do your best Aedan. Just think you’re fucking me or Amy or both of us in the ass side by side on my bed. That should keep your cock rock hard thinking of fucking your twin sister. How’s this feel?” my sister hissed as she rubbed my heavy ballsack.

“Oh fuck Johnny rub my pussy, rub that knot with your strong knuckles. Johnny I’m cumming, you naughty boy I’m cumming!” Mom screamed. Aoife just rubbed her Mother to a powerful climax! “Oh fuck Johnny I’m soaking the sheets. Fuck I’m gonna have to do laundry.”

I felt Mom’s hot juices squeeze past my thick cock and soak my thighs. As she groaned and trembled through her climax her pussy clamped down on my cock deep inside her and pulsed gripping all along my cockshaft. Her tight hot pulsing pussy tipped me over the edge and I shot bolts of cum against Mother’s hot fleshy depths. Pulse after pulse of my cum shot out my dickhead filling her pussy as I thrust into my mother’s pussy feeling my climax overwhelm me.

“Oh fuck Johnny baby I can feel your hot cum. You’re drowning my hungry pussy with your cum. You would have choked me if I had sucked you off. The twins are gonna listen to me topkapı escort humming making their breakfast. They are gonna know we fucked. I laugh sometimes them not knowing I’m dripping cum into my panties.”

“Oh baby, leave your big cock in my wet pussy till I fall asleep. If you’re still horny take my ass deep later tonight. I’ll squeeze it nice and tight when I feel your hot cum filling my naughty ass. I love you so much Johnny, I love you so much.”

I heard a ‘squish, squish, squish’ then a long low moan coming from my sister and realized she had just made herself cum. I felt her fluids drop onto my arm as I still held my mother’s tit. Aoife must have sprayed and wet her side of the bed.

I reached across Mom and grabbed one of Aoife’s breasts and pinched that nipple. She groaned in pain or pleasure then moved up on the bed so she could move my hand down and onto her pussy. She used my fingers to quickly rub herself to another climax. Her pussy sprayed my fingers with her hot juices. Her sexual fragrance filled the bed area.

She held my fingers in her hot dripping pussy cleft and whispering she moaned, “I love you Aedan, always have and always will. You will be the only one I’ll ever love. When I’m ready I want to have your babies. Mom had us at eighteen. I need to graduate high-school maybe college but you will be my babies’ father.”

She brought my fingers up to her mouth and cleaned them off. She put my hand back on her pussy and captured it with her wet thighs and rolled towards Mom. Mom was tightly sandwiched between her two babies and that is how we fell asleep, my hard cock still tight in my mother’s pussy. My sister pulled the covers up and over us.

Is it the same with all cum filled men? I dreamed of pleasure by a white haired princess sucking my cock. Her tight lips rode up and down my lance taking it into her warm depths and her wet tongue licked away my leaking cream.

I felt a warm heaviness on my chest then sweet honey drip into my mouth. I swallowed as more juices flowed across my tongue. My life saving automatic responses pulled me up from my deep sleep. My tongue searched for what was dripping and I heard a long low moan. I felt a tightness all along my cock.

I’m not an idiot and realized someone, a female, was sucking my cock and my tongue was licking a dripping pussy. Was it my horny mom? I licked the hot flesh and explored more with my tongue. I searched down and felt a fleshy pebble and licked across it. The sucking on my dick stopped and a low guttural groan escaped the female upon me.

“Oh fuck Aedan, more of that, please, more of that. Make your sister cum again tonight. Baby I love you so much!” That was all she said as she took my cock deep into her mouth again. I felt her fingers at the base of my cock and on my balls and my sister was taking all of my thick long cock that she could.

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The Weekly Ritual

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I’m not exactly sure how it started, this strange little weekly ritual between my mother and me. But I know it started innocently enough. Dad worked the night shift on Wednesdays, which meant Mom and I had the house to ourselves.

At first we just ordered takeout and watched TV, happy to indulge in some guilty pleasures without Dad around to tease us.

But over the past few months, our Wednesday nights had evolved into a whole thing. We’d worked our way through several shows, incorporating little elements from each one into our routine. After binging a few seasons of The Great British Bake Off, we’d added a baking component, with Mom whipping a delicious dessert recipe to enjoy with our shows. During our Jane the Virgin phase, Mom would narrate our evening like the Latin Lover Narrator.

Currently we were a few episodes into season 2 of Bridgerton. We’d adopted the posh British accents, calling each other Lady Amy and Miss Eva as we obsessed over the romantic entanglements of the characters. It sounds silly but there was something about slipping into this imaginary world with Mom that gave me a giddy thrill. For a few hours we shed the boring ordinariness of our real lives.

Our Wednesdays had definitely become the highlight of my week…

This particular night was a late one for me. Between band practice and student government after school, it was 7pm by the time I got home. As I walk in the door, I’m greeted by the warmth of the working oven and smell of something chocolatey emanating from it.

Mom is bustling around the kitchen. “Ah Lady Eva, how was school my dear?” she asks in her mock posh accent.

I smile, taking in her appearance. Even dressed down, my mother manages to look effortlessly beautiful. Her wavy blonde hair is pulled up in a messy bun, and as she turns around and smiles at me, a few strands fall softly around her face.

At 45, she could still easily pass for a woman in her mid-thirties. Her skin was smooth and glowing, with only the faintest of laugh lines around her sparkling blue eyes. She had a graceful, slim figure that she maintained through regular jogging and strength training. With me being 18 now, people often mistake us for sisters when we’re out together.

Just the other night she asked me if I was embarrassed when that happened. “Are you kidding? I’ll take it as a compliment that people think I’m the sister of an absolute milf!” I joked. Mom smacked my arm, calling me ridiculous as we both cracked up.

I notice she’s already changed into her usual Wednesday evening attire: an oversized, grey sweatshirt that hangs loose on her petite frame. The shirt hits mid-thigh, just barely covering her shapely hips and toned legs. It’s soft and worn-in, with a faded university logo that I don’t recognize. I think she’s had that thing since college. I keep meaning to steal it from her, it looks so cozy. But for now, it’s become her staple TV-watching uniform.

Remembering my role, I put on my best posh British accent and drape the back of my hand on my forehead, feigning exhaustion. “Oh my heavens, Lady Amy, do not get me started on the travails of the day!”

I kick off my shoes by the door and wriggle my toes, relishing the feeling of my socked feet on the soft carpet.

“Between the dreadfully dull lessons from my teachers and the positively uncouth behavior of the common folk, I am quite exhausted and in need of some reprieve.”

I let out an exaggerated sigh as I make my way into the kitchen, shrugging off my backpack next to one of the chairs. “But alas, I am finally home, where I can relax and enjoy some civilized company for a change.”

I sneak a peek at the oven, my posh facade breaking for a moment. “Oh dang, is that brownies I spy in there?” I ask in my regular voice.

Mom laughs, “Why yes, Lady Eva, I did bake some brownies for us this evening. I do hope it will lift your spirits after the day’s troubles.”

She grabs two spoons from the silverware drawer, her breasts swaying slightly under the grey fabric as she maintains her posh accent. “But do tell me more about what vexes you so, dear girl.”

I grin, leaning my elbows on the counter, dispensing with the overhead of the accents for a bit. “Oh man…so we have our student council meeting today right? It’s the end of the year so we’re going over our budget. Turns out we have a surplus.”

“Well, that’s not a bad problem to have”

“Sure, it’s great. Except Ashley, the class president, wants to use it to throw a big end-of-year bash for the students. The rest of us thought the money would be better spent on buying new books for the library. So we argued about it for like an hour before finally taking a vote, and then, get this, most people sided with Ashley!”

Mom shakes her head as she reaches up to grab two bowls from the cabinet. The fabric pulls up a bit and I catch a glimpse of the backs of her bare legs and the lower curve of her bare bottom, “She’s trying to keep her constituents happy” she says, putting the two bowls on the talas escort counter, “High school politics. I know it sucks, but it’ll prepare ya for the real world.”

I roll my eyes. “Yeah I guess. I just wish we could use the money for something more meaningful.”

“Well, don’t stress about that Ashley crap. Just keep speaking your truth and standing up for what you believe in.” She opens the freezer door and the loud hum fills the kitchen.

“Hmm, what do you think? Vanilla or chocolate?” she asks, evaluating the options in the freezer.

“I should think vanilla would be a suitable accompaniment to the brownie treats” I say dramatically as I reach under my school sweater to unclasp my bra. I deftly slip the straps down my arms and pull the bra out through the sleeve of my school sweater before dropping it on the floor next to my back pack.

Mmm that’s better, I say as I unconsciously reach under my sweater to rub the skin under my boobs where the underwire had been digging in all day. I can already feel the relief.

“Oh my god, seriously those brownies smell awesome” I ask, catching another whiff from the oven.

“Yeah, it’s a new recipe I’m trying from last season’s Bake Off. Salted caramel brownies topped with a brown sugar caramel sauce and sea salt”

“Yum,” I say as I reach under my skirt and slide my fingers into the sides of my cotton panties. I wiggle them down over my hips, letting them drop to my ankles. Stepping out of them, I kick the panties to the side next to the bra.

Next is my plaid skirt, with its crisply ironed pleats. I fumble a bit with the zipper in the back before it gives way, and the tartan fabric loosens around my waist. I shimmy my hips side to side, allowing the skirt to slide down my legs and onto the growing pile on the floor.

I smooth my hands down the front of my sweater, making sure the hem covers me decently. The navy blue cashmere stops just above mid-thigh, a bit shorter than my usual school outfit.

Like the ritual itself, I’m not sure how this no pants-and-panties part of our tradition started. It must have happened one particularly hot summer day when we were too lazy to put on our full outfits. But at some point it got enshrined into our routine just like the other parts. We’d never be this informal with anyone else, barely dressed, makeup free, hair a mess. But with each other, it feels natural. Comfortable even.

At the same time…lately there has been an edge to our state of undress that I can’t quite put my finger on. A subtle excitement in the air.

The cool air raises goosebumps on my bare legs and bottom. There’s a buzz in my belly I don’t understand. I feel shy, and bold at the same time. Exposed, but safe here in this space we’ve created.

I don’t know if Mom feels it too, this nameless tension. Neither of us acknowledges it. We just carry on every Wednesday night with our silly accents and mindless chatter, as if we aren’t practically naked.

As I stand there in just my sweater and socks, I catch a glimpse of myself in the hallway mirror and look at myself appraisingly.

I’m a blend of my parents’ looks – I have my dad’s thick, dark brown hair that falls in loose waves past my shoulders. But my delicate features and petite, slender build comes from Mom’s side. She still sometimes calls me her “mini-me” although at 5’6, I’m 3 inches taller than her now.

I run my hands down my sides, over the curves of my hips. Through the soft cashmere of my sweater, I trace my fingers along my flat stomach. I turn to the side, noting how my breasts protrude under the fabric. My legs are smooth and toned from years of dance classes. I lift one foot off the ground, pointing my toes and elongating my leg in the mirror and sweep my hair over one shoulder, tilting my head to the side, practicing exaggerated poses and expressions. I can’t help but giggle at my exaggerated pouty face.

Oh yes Miss Eva, you do look simply gorgeous, I think to myself in an exaggerated snooty inner voice. With your lithe dancer’s body and flowing chestnut locks, you put these other unrefined plebeians to shame.

I straighten up and place one hand haughtily on my hip, tossing my hair and narrowing my eyes as I pursed my lips into a judgmental little moue.

The other girls at your school? Positively pedestrian, I sniff disdainfully in my head. Not an ounce of taste or sophistication to be found amongst the hoi polloi at that dreadfully provincial school of yours. But you, dear girl, are destined for greater things.

I catch Mom’s eye in the reflection and we both burst out laughing at my over-the-top posturing.

“What in heaven’s name are you doing over there, Miss Eva?” Mom asks between giggles.

“Oh nothing, m’lady,” I reply lightly with an exaggerated curtsy. “Just entertaining myself while you slave away over there with the brownies.”

Mom shakes her head, amused. “Well, feel free to keep me entertained. The adventures of Miss Hoity Toity look positively tarsus escort thrilling.”

I notice her eyes flicker down to take in my bare legs and thighs before meeting my gaze again. I feel a subtle thrill rush through me at having her attention on my exposed skin. It makes me suddenly aware of the cool air hitting the bare skin between my legs, and I resist the urge to squeeze my thighs together.

“No sweatshirt today?” she asks casually as she turns around and checks the oven timer. She’s referring to the oversize Garfield sweatshirt that I usually wear on our TV nights.

“Oh um, nah, this sweater is so comfy, I figured why not keep it on,” I say, self-consciously smoothing my hands down the soft cashmere again.

Mom nods approvingly. “Looks comfy,” she says simply, before turning her attention back to the oven.

“Alrighty, the recipe said 35 minutes but the oven runs hot so I’m guessing these brownies gotta be close to done,” She bends down, opening the oven door. The blast of warm air fills the kitchen with the intoxicating chocolatey aroma.

As she peers inside, the worn grey fabric of her sweatshirt rides up even further, exposing her bare backside. Her cheeks are pale and smooth against the oversized shirt, barely covered now that she’s stretched over. I catch a glimpse of the sides of her hips, the curve of her cheeks peeking out as she reaches into the hot oven.

“Ah splendid, I do believe our treats are ready!” Mom says enthusiastically, the sound echoing slightly inside the oven.

As Mom reaches in to pull the hot tray out, she shifts her feet further apart, spreading her legs a bit to brace herself. Her body stretches forward, causing the oversized sweatshirt to ride up even more.

From my spot at the counter, I suddenly have an unobstructed view between her parted thighs.

I feel my face flush hot as my eyes linger for a split second longer than they should. I avert my gaze quickly, but the image is seared into my mind.

As she straightens up and turns around, the sweatshirt falls back into place, once again covering her. She sets the hot pan on the stove top and blows a strand of loose hair out of her face.

“Whew, hot oven!” she says, fanning herself. Her cheeks and chest are flushed pink from the heat.

I nod, trying to act casual and ignore a different kind of heat I feel creeping up my neck. “Yeah you look hot!” I joke lamely. She gives me a look and swats me with the oven mitt as she walks past to grab a spatula.

I clear the mental image from my mind and hop up onto one of the bar stools at the kitchen counter, my bare legs swinging freely. I love the feeling of the cool air on my thighs each time I kick my socked feet back and forth.

“So, what about you? How was work today?” I ask as Mom drops a hot brownie into each of our bowls. The sweet, chocolaty aroma fills my nose.

“Ugh, more drama” Mom says, rolling her eyes. “Actually pretty similar to your ordeal. The university is trying to take some of our funding away from the lab.” She scoops a generous portion of vanilla ice cream on top of each brownie.

“What? Why?”

“The provost thinks the funds would be better used to expand the football program.” She punctuates her point by throwing the ice cream scoop into the sink.

“So football is more important than Alzheimers?”

Mom has been studying Alzheimer’s disease for over a decade now. As a neuroscientist, she runs a lab at the university and is close to a major breakthrough in understanding the underlying causes.

“Apparently,” she replies, annoyance in her voice.

She pushes a bowl and spoon towards me, which I accept eagerly.

I dig my spoon in, scraping up a big scoop of gooey brownie and ice cream and take a bite. I let out an involuntary moan of pleasure. “Oh my god, this is insane,” I mumble through the mouthful.

Mom looks pleased, leaning forward on her elbows across from me at the counter. “Yeah? The brown sugar caramel makes all the difference, right?” I nod vigorously, already going in for another giant spoonful.

“So tell me more about this budget fight. Why can’t they just get more funding for football but let you keep what you need for the lab?”

Mom sighs, taking a small bite of her brownie. Even when annoyed she manages to eat daintily.

“I wish it were that simple. But funding is limited so it becomes an either/or situation.” She shakes her head in frustration. “The committee that decides these things is run by a bunch of old guys who care more about the football team’s ranking than groundbreaking scientific research.”

“Fucking sexists.” I say I say through a mouthful of brownie.

Mom shoots me a look. I get ready for the “Language young lady!” scolding, but it never comes. Instead she just smiles, “Yeah. Total fucking sexists.”

I love having these types of adult conversations with Mom. A year ago I probably wouldn’t have cared at all about her research and budget problems. But it seemed like taşköprü escort right around the time I turned eighteen, Mom started confiding in me more, talking to me like a friend instead of just her daughter. We chat about all kinds of things these days – her frustrations at work, my high school drama, even more personal stuff like her feelings about Dad being gone so much for work. I know she gets lonely with him working nights so often.

In turn, I’ve started opening up to her about things I used to keep private. Just last week, I shyly confessed my crush on Sarah, the pretty blonde junior who plays clarinet in band. I was so nervous telling Mom that I liked a girl, but she just squeezed my hand supportively and said love is love.

“Well, they obviously don’t understand how important your work is. Maybe you should organize some kind of demonstration to bring more awareness? I bet a bunch of us students would protest with you, get some signs going.”

Mom laughs at my enthusiasm. “I appreciate the support, but this is just normal academia stuff Eves. I’ve been through this before. I’ll twist a few arms, maybe write up a couple grant proposals to make up the difference, and everything will work out.”

“Yeah, I know. You got this.” I mumble through another delicious mouthful. A bit of melted ice cream dribbles down my chin. Before I can grab a napkin Mom leans over the counter and gently wipes it off with her thumb.

Her face is just inches from mine, and I catch the subtle floral scent of her perfume. Her bright blue eyes lock with mine for a brief second before she casually licks the ice cream off her thumb and sits back down.

I feel my cheeks grow warm and quickly avert my gaze back to my bowl. My heartbeat quickens from the unexpected contact, mild as it was.

Get it together Eva, I silently scold myself. It’s just Mom doing her usual Mom stuff. I clear my throat, trying to regain composure. Feeling flustered, I change the subject.

Feeling flustered, I change the subject. “Oh yeah! So speaking of neuroscience,” I say, my voice a little higher than normal, “today I was reading an article for my psychology class about oxytocin. It like helps people bond with each other. Apparently women release a lot of oxytocin when they…um…like orgasm too”

I pause, a little embarrassed that I just threw out that random factoid. Mom looks at me curiously, waiting for me to continue. Where the hell did that come from?

“I uh…I just thought that was interesting. We’ve been bonding so much lately and I feel like we’ve gotten really close. Maybe that’s…from oxytocin?” I fiddle with the edge of my sweater, not meeting her gaze.

Mom pauses for a moment, looking thoughtful. “No, you’re right. Oxytocin definitely plays a role in bonding” she says finally. “And, I feel like we’ve gotten really close too…it’s…really nice”

I nod silently and take another bite of dessert.

She absentmindedly stirs her spoon around her bowl. “Have you…” she hesitates. “uh, you know, ever had an orgasm?”

I nearly choke on my brownie at her unexpected question. “Mom! Seriously,” I laugh incredulously.

Mom laughs, too, clearly amused.. “What? I’m your mother, we should be able to talk about this stuff. Plus, you’re technically an adult now” she adds, pointing her spoon at me.

I hesitate, feeling my cheeks flush even more. Are we really going to talk about this? I’m not sure if my reluctance stems more from embarrassment…or an unsettled feeling about where else this kind of conversation might lead.

“Well…kind of?” I mumble. “I mean, I’ve explored…down there. And it feels really good, for sure.” I don’t know how to put into words the intensely pleasurable feelings I’ve discovered when touching myself. The warm tingles that seem to radiate outward, the breathless high right before something intense happens. But I’ve never been totally sure if I fully “finished,” so to speak.

Mom regards me thoughtfully across the kitchen island. “That’s great, sweetie.” She smiles. “It’s totally healthy and normal to explore your own body at your age.”

I nod, biting my lip.

Let’s just leave the conversation right there and change the subject Eva.

“So uh…what about you?” I ask tentatively.

As soon as the words leave my mouth I feel a nervous twist in my stomach. Why did I ask that? Where did that come from? I stare at my bowl, watching the chocolate and vanilla swirl around.

But Mom just laughs softly. “Well I guess that’s a fair question considering I just asked you the same….” She takes a moment of consideration before answering.”I mean at my age, I’ve had my fair share of orgasms, of course. But at the present moment, not as often as I’d like, honestly.” She makes a face. “Between my busy schedule and what not, the timing doesn’t always work out.”

I nod, keeping my gaze fixed on my bowl.

She shrugs, scraping the last bit of ice cream from hers. “I certainly don’t have the freedom to just take matters into my own hands whenever I want, if you know what I mean.” She winks at me. “Not with my own teenage daughter running around the house.”

I let out a nervous laugh, my heart pounding almost audibly in my chest. Is she implying…? No. Stop it, Eva. I shake the intrusive thought from my head.

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The Palmer Legacy Pt. 21

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The bell over the door chimed merrily as Samantha, Noah, and Kathy entered The Belle Dame. They looked around in wonder. The place was almost completely bereft of paintings. Only two hung from the walls. “Mr. Luci?” Noah didn’t see anyone. He turned to Samantha. “Maybe he’s going out of business.”

“Oh, hello.” An old man with a white beard and a friendly face appeared through a door in the back. “We haven’t had any customers in a while. Market saturation and all that.” He trundled toward them with a smile on his face. He wore a cardigan, wrinkled corduroy pants, and looked as casual as Mr. Luci did formal.

“Is… Mr. Luci… here?” Kathy sniffed the air. There was something familiar about the man.

“He is not.” The man stopped before them and stuffed his hands into his pockets, his avuncular smile undisturbed.

Samantha realized she still had her coat on. “It’s not sweltering in here.”

The man let out a deep, ringing laugh. “Mr. Luci does put a heavy finger on the thermostat.”

“How can we reach him?” Noah scratched his head. Everything in the store was so unexpected, and he was trying to catch up. “Mr. Luci, I mean.”

“He’ll be back later.” The man shrugged. “I’m Mr. El-Kanna, I’m a partner in The Belle Dame. Can I interest you in a painting? The final two are both mine.” He gestured at a portrait of a big, blue alien firing a blaster and racing down a corridor with several women around him. Then, he nodded to a painting of an Asian woman staring at a laptop with a younger Asian man seated next to her. The screen wasn’t visible, but it was obvious from her expression that she was looking at something shocking.

“Yours? I thought Mr. Luci made all the paintings.” Noah was even more confused.

Mr. El-Kanna sighed like he’d had this conversation too many times. “Mr. Luci is boastful and prone to exaggeration. About half the paintings are mine and half his.” He nodded at Kathy. “You’re Mrs. Bly’s daughter, correct?” He smiled when she nodded. “Your painting is one of mine.” He pointed a finger at Noah. “Mrs. Reader bought yours, of course, and it’s one of Mr. Luci’s.” He then nodded at Sam. “You look just like your mother. Your painting is mine.” He held his hands, palms up, moving them up and down like he was weighing something. “About half and half.”

“Well, there’s a problem with my painting. Maybe you could come see it?” Noah’s stomach turned over. He felt very uneasy around this man.

“That’s impossible, I’m afraid. All sales are final.” Mr. El-Kanna ambled over to a small table and poured himself a steaming mug from a copper kettle. “Can I offer any of you some tea?”

“No thanks.” Kathy stalked toward the man, looking down on him with narrowed eyes. “You made my painting?”

“I did.” Mr. El-Kanna nodded. “One of my spookier pieces. “Therefore, behold, I will allure her, and bring her into the wilderness, and speak tenderly to her.”

“Is that the Bible?” Samantha stepped next to Kathy. When Noah stopped next to her and held her hand, she squeezed it tightly.

“Yes, it’s Hosea 2:14.” Mr. El-Kanna frowned at the three of them. “You don’t know your Bible?”

“We go to church sometimes.” Noah shrugged.

Kathy shook her head.

“I’m Jewish.” Samantha smiled pleasantly.

“Hosea is from the Torah.” Mr. El-Kanna’s scowl deepened.

“We’re not religious.” It was Samantha’s turn to frown. Thinking of her family brought her mind back to the monster her brother had become and her mother’s fate.

“That is unfortunate.” Mr. El-Kanna sighed. “I fear Mr. Luci may have already won.” He sipped his tea slowly.

“Won what?” Kathy forced her breath to slow down. She couldn’t very well toss this kindly old man across the store, despite her inclination.

“You’re kindling violent thoughts, aren’t you?” Mr. El-Kanna’s smile returned. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m not opposed to wrath when it is well deserved. I am, however, but a simple old man. I deserve only your kindest thoughts.”

Noah could see Kathy’s shoulders bunching. He stepped between her and the old man. “We need Mr. Luci to come by my house and see the painting. When can that happen?”

“Never.” Mr. El-Kanna stood and walked to the front door. “We don’t make house calls.” He held the door open. “We’re closing early today. Time for you three to run along.”

“What did you mean by ‘Mr. Luci may have already won’?” Kathy let her friends pull her toward the door, but she resisted on the threshold. The chill winter air swirled around her and entered the store.

“You’re letting in a draft.” Mr. El-Kanna gave her a wink. “Goodbye now.”

Without meaning to, Kathy followed her friends out onto the sidewalk. The door closed behind them and clicked as Mr. El-Kanna locked it. He turned the “open” sign to “closed” and walked slowly through the store. The three friends watched him disappear through the door in the back.

“Is he leaving out the back?” Noah sürmene escort turned and raced down the alley. “Come on,” he called. But when the teenagers arrived behind the store, they found no door or any sign of the old man.

~~

“Mom! Mom! Snap out of it!” Ella clapped her hands, but her mother continued to crawl around on the floor, barking. “I wish Dad were here.” She pressed her lips together and tried not to think about how unseemly her mother looked in her tight yoga pants and her butt high in the air.

“Ruff… ruff… need… need… ruff…” Mara’s face tightened in concentration for a moment and then relaxed as the thoughts drifted away.

There was a knock on the door. Ella checked her phone. She wasn’t expecting her friends to stop by. The latest text from Samantha said they were going to The Belle Dame. She ignored the front door. The last thing she wanted to do was show the world that her mother thought she was a dog. When the doorbell rang, her mother barked louder and ran toward the front hall. Ella worked hard to pacify her. “Quiet, Mom, they’ll hear you. Quiet!” She guided her mother into the laundry room and closed the door. She then went to the front door and opened it a crack. Lindsey Owens was there with a wide smile on her face.

“Hello, dear.” Lindsey put her foot against the door so that Ella couldn’t slam it in her face. “Is your mother or father home?”

“Mrs. Owens?” Ella stared in confusion. She could hear her mother’s muffled barking behind her. “No… Mom and Dad aren’t home. You’ll have to come back later.” She tried to close the door, but it wouldn’t budge.

“We’re actually here to see you, sweetie.” Lindsey’s smile bordered on manic.

“I’m not supposed to.” Ella had a moment of weakness thinking about Eddie. But her mother’s barking reminded her of her duty to her family. “I’m sorry I… wait, what do you mean ‘we’?” She could see no one outside other than Lindsey.

“I’m disappointed we had to come to your house.” Eddie’s voice came from behind Ella.

“What?” Ella wheeled around to find Eddie inside her home.

“I hope you don’t mind, I let myself in.” Eddie leered at Ella. “I’m disappointed in you, Ella.” He waved a finger at her. “And speaking of bitches, can you please shut that dog up?” He looked around for the source of the yelping.

“Oh… shit…” Ella stood frozen, her mouth hanging open. With intruders in the house, her mom was now barking her head off and banging against the laundry room door.

“Shut… that fucking… mutt up.” Eddie looked at his mother. “It’s behind that door over there, Mom.” He pointed. “Go give it a steak or something.”

Lindsey exhaled in relief. For a moment she thought he was going to tell her to hurt the poor pooch, and she was worried she might have to tell him no. “On it.” She went to the kitchen, found some leftover chicken in the fridge, and went to the rattling door. She opened the door to the laundry room with the Tupperware open and ready. “Oh… my… gosh.” She gasped when she glimpsed inside the room. She quickly closed the door and retreated back to Eddie.

“I told you to feed it.” Eddie tried not to lose his temper, but the dog was grinding on his nerves.

“Let’s just go to your house, Eddie. I’ll blow you again if you want.” Ella stumbled when she backed up against the wall.

“We’re here now, and it can’t wait.” Eddie took the chicken from his mother and went to the laundry room himself. “Here doggy, doggy. I have a treat for you.” He opened the door and stared in disbelief. Ella’s mom was bounding around the room on all fours and barking like a maniac. “Holy… shit.” He dropped the Tupperware on the floor and burst out laughing. “You’re mom’s a bitch, Ella. Like… for real.”

“Wake up, Mom!” Ella clapped her hands to no avail. Her brain swam. This was all too much, and that sickly sweet smell from Eddie’s house had followed him here. It made her knees weak.

Mara sniffed the air and stopped yapping. She turned her rump toward Eddie and held it high in the air.

“What’s she doing?” Eddie shook his head, still laughing.

No one responded for several beats.

Finally, Lindsey piped up. “She’s… um… presenting herself to you… I think.” Lindsey cocked her head. “Mrs. Rizzuto? Mara?” The woman looked over her shoulder at them, but her eyes were half covered by her curly black hair, and her gaze was uncomprehending.

“Wild.” Eddie quickly discarded his clothes. Not long ago, he would have been self-conscious letting his belly hang out in front of three beautiful women. Now, he didn’t give it a second thought. “Totally… fucking… wild.” He heard Mara whimper when she got a look at his massive erection. “You want this, bitch?” He entered the laundry room and dropped to his knees behind her, grabbing the stretchy fabric covering her wide ass. He grunted as he pulled at it, trying to tear a hole. It was tougher than it looked.

Mara growled at his suddenly suşehri escort aggressive behavior.

“Behave yourself.” He was pleased when she quieted down. “I guess we’ll do this the old-fashioned way.” He moved his hands to her waistband and pulled her pants and panties to her knees. He spread her legs a little and saw the moisture glisten on her folds. “You’re fucking hot for me.” He looked to the door where Ella and Lindsey stood staring with rapt attention. “We’re facing the wrong way.” He turned Mara on her hands and knees so that they were both facing the others.

Mara whimpered and rocked her hips in anticipation of the impending mounting.

“Oh… Mom… what are you doing?” Ella’s eyes were wide, her gaze fixed on the mammoth cock as it slowly entered her mother.

“Eddie, sweetie, I’m not sure you really need to…” Lindsey’s voice died away when Mara started howling. She watched the woman’s eyes roll and her muscles spasm in a frenzy. Lindsey had become quite familiar with all sorts of new aspects of human sexuality, but the way Mara behaved was completely novel. As Eddie sank deeper and deeper, the howling grew in intensity.

“She’s even… tighter than you… uuugghhhhh… Ella.” Eddie grinned at the women ogling them from the doorway. “Your dad has been… ignoring… some prime… pussy.” Eddie took handfuls of her ass. He pushed her forward until only the tip was inside Mara, then pulled her butt back onto him. In no time at all, they were humping at a frenetic pace.

“Oh… Mom.” Ella stared at her mother’s ecstatic face. Her expression was so twisted, it was hard to recognize her. There was a frantic joy in her face, in her strange wailing, and in the way she threw her whole body into mating with Eddie. It was a beautiful and terrible sight. Ella wondered if this was what she looked like with Eddie inside her. She was going to feel Eddie’s magic dick again. It would be strange having him put his cock inside her after it’d been in her mother. She found that the thought actually thrilled her. “I’m going to… I’m… um… going to… let you… do it,” she mumbled.

“What was that, dear?” Lindsey put a hand on her shoulder, her eyes never leaving the mating couple.

“I’m going to let Eddie do the same thing to me… when he’s… done with my mom.” Ella had failed her family. She had been put in charge of protecting them, but instead she had welcomed salacious chaos into her home.

“That’s a… good bitch… that’s a good bitch… ugh… ugh… a good… tight… bitch.” Eddie gripped her ass so hard, he was sure the finger marks would be obvious hours later. He didn’t care. It didn’t matter what her husband thought. It didn’t matter what anyone thought. This yapping bitch was his now. And he wasn’t ever letting go. “You like that… you like that… you filthy animal?”

“Ruffff… ruuuuffffffff… uuuuuggggggghhhhhhhhhhh.” Mara threw her head back. Her body stiffened, accentuating the arch of her back. She gurgled out canine gibberish as her orgasm swept what was left of her mind away.

Lindsey sighed and squeezed Ella’s shoulder. “When Eddie gets this excited with a new woman, she’s a keeper. I’m going to be a grandmother so many times over.” She shook her head. “I suppose he’ll get you pregnant, too?”

Ella glanced at the woman, her mouth hanging open and her eyes wide. “Yes,” she whispered. “Whatever you want.”

Lindsey’s laugh was bitter. “It’s not what I want. It’s what he wants. And he wants you and your mother.” She nodded to her son, who was hooting and hollering and slapping Mara’s ass.

“Whatever Eddie wants.” Ella nodded her agreement.

“I want… I want…” Eddie looked over at Ella, his expression crazed. “I want to knock up your mom and you… on the same day. I’m cumming… I’m… aaaaahhhhhhhh… cummmminnnngggg.” He gripped Mara’s ass and buried himself all the way inside her. His belly shook as spasms passed through his body.

“Aaawwwwoooooooooooooo.” Mara howled out her pleasure and collapsed to her belly on the floor, her mate still deep inside her.

“Shit… she’s so tight… I feel like I’m knotted… to the bitch.” Eddie, slick with sweat, rested his weight on her. His belly neatly fit into the curve of her lower back. “You like that… Mrs. Rizzuto? You like being… knotted?”

“Ruff…” Mara said feebly. Soon, Eddie’s long cock slid out of her with a sloppy plop, and it was her daughter’s turn. But Mara was so overcome, she scarcely noticed. Even when her mind returned to her, and she could form words again, she did nothing more than lie on her side and stare at Eddie and Ella smashing together like dogs.

“You’re mine… uh… uh… uh… Ella.” Eddie stared at the flare from her waist out to her ass. She wasn’t as slim as she’d been just the other day. He didn’t understand why it happened, but he’d noticed the trend toward curves with all the women he’d taken. A more curious person might have asked why. But it didn’t matter taksim escort to him. Everything was going his way. And that was the way it should be. “You’re… ugh… mine… and… your mother’s… mine.”

“Okay… okay…” Ella squeaked. She prayed the moment would never end. A tide of pleasure surged inside her. She never wanted it to recede. “I’m yours… ah… ah… ah… we’re yours… forever… and… oooohhhhhhhhh… ever.”

Mara cast a glance at Lindsey. How odd that two mothers of eighteen-year-olds would be staring with longing at their progeny bumping uglies. She spotted Lindsey’s hand moving furiously under her dress. One mother was leaking sperm while the other pleasured herself. She could think of nothing more sordid than what was happening in her house. She had thought things couldn’t get any stranger than the uncontrollable barking. She had been wrong. After Eddie finished in Ella, it was Mara’s turn again. She rode him with abandon. He called her names no one had ever dared utter to her face. But she didn’t even wince.

“You’re the horniest… bitch I’ve ever fucked.” Eddie held her hips and forced her to bounce on him. Grinding was nice, but he wanted to see his length penetrating her again and again. He stared past his belly at the tight pink ring her pussy formed around his veiny shaft. “You’re… ugh… ugh… a total slut. You’re… my slut.”

“Yes… yes… yes… oooohhhhhhhh.” Mara’s large boobs bounced in unison on her chest.

“Say… it… bitch.” Eddie was getting ready to cum again.

“I’m… your filthy… bitch… Eddie.” Mara couldn’t believe the words coming out of her mouth. “I’m your… slut.”

“Language, Eddie.” Lindsey didn’t stop masturbating while reprimanding her son.

“Lay off, Mom.” Eddie winked at her. “This is the way… uh… uh… uh… things are now. And you love it. I know… ugh… you do.”

Lindsey had no reply.

Eddie took his sweet time at the Rizzuto house, cumming twice in Mara and twice in Ella. He finished with his mother while the Rizzutos watched. Afterward, they were famished. Mara made them all an early supper. They ate mostly in silence, Eddie making the occasional crude remark.

~~

“Hey there!” Jimmy jumped onto the sidewalk in front of Kathy, Samantha, and Noah.

Kathy growled.

Samantha stopped abruptly and put her hand over her heart. “You gotta stop jumping out of bushes, Jimmy.”

“Sorry.” He smiled like he wasn’t sorry. “I like to mix things up, otherwise today gets boring. Sometimes I come up from behind you. But Kathy really doesn’t like that. Sometimes I dance across the street, but there’s a speeding car in three… two… one…” A car screeched around the corner, tore the side mirror off a parked car, and sped past them. The eighteen-year-olds could see that the driver’s seat contained a woman riding a man with his hands barely on the wheel. It quickly disappeared with squealing tires around another turn. “The bushes are safer.”

“So, if you’re here today, that means that you solved the puzzle yesterday.” Noah rubbed his forehead and thought. “If I can remember yesterday, that means it had to be your last yesterday. And then… since I’m here right now talking to you and I’m aware of all this, this has to be your last today, right?”

“Yes, to the first part. No, to the second part.” Jimmy shrugged, looking a little bored. “You’ve made the second point before on todays that repeated. You always think this is your only today. But you’re almost always wrong.” He gave them a sly grin. “Except this time, you happen to right. Pure coincidence.”

“So… you and your mom…” Samantha raised her eyebrows. “I mean… if you passed yesterday… that means you and your mom did it?”

“Correct.” Jimmy shot her with a finger gun. “I won’t give you all the details. But let’s just say that you and Noah were doing it right about the same time my mom was riding me like a rodeo cowgirl.”

Samantha blushed. “How did you…?”

“Gross… dude.” Kathy curled her lip.

“We must have told him on another today, Sam,” Noah said.

“Right.” Samantha continued to blush.

“Correct again.” Jimmy shot Noah with a finger gun. “I just want to say that I really love you guys. Without you, I’d still be stuck on yesterday. Maybe forever. And it looks like I’ve solved today’s puzzle today. You helped figure that out on a different today. So thanks! I want to return the favor to you by telling you that sometimes today, you and your mom do it. And that makes everyone happy. So, you know, go for it.”

“Oh, come on, Jimmy.” Samantha folded her arms.

“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.” Kathy smirked.

“I’m not jealous or anything. I was just saying to Noah last night that… that…” Samantha looked around at everyone. “How did we get here? This is insane, isn’t it?”

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement.

“So, we all agree that Noah banging his mom is fine and dandy.” Jimmy smiled pleasantly. “Great! So, I’ll fill you in on how it works out when it goes well. You’re lucky really. I had to work so hard with my mom. Yours is…” He laughed. “Let’s just say, I have a good feeling about this today. A very good feeling.”

The four friends walked toward Noah’s house, Jimmy sharing his thoughts.

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This story is fictional based on some basic facts. It does contain incest, so if that does not interest you, please do not read. I don’t condone incest in real life, I use it for adult entertainment only. All characters are at least 18 years old.

I had some personal business to take care of near the city where Zoe and Zack lived so I contacted Zoe to let her know that I would be coming over to say hi and to take them out to dinner. Zoe responded that she was going to be working late, but Zack would want to go out and eat.

I stopped by there place and Zack was waiting for me. We went out and had a nice dinner. The restaurant we ate at had a movie theater in the same complex and Zack asked if we could go see a movie that he wanted to see. I said, “Okay, I’ll let your mom know that we’ll be back later than expected.”

I sent a text to Zoe, and Zoe responded, “Okay great, have fun!”

We walked over to the theatre and found out that the movie that Zack wanted to see was very popular and was ‘sold-out’. Zack being bummed out said, “I guess we’ll be home early now,” as he sighed.

We got in my car and headed to Zoe and Zack’s place. As we walked up to the house, we saw the lights on. Zack said, “My mom must be home already,” with a puzzled look on his face.

Zack looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders and said, “Maybe your mom got off work on time.”

As Zack opened the front door, both of us saw women’s clothes strewn all over the floor, as there was dresses, bras and thongs scattered everywhere. I looked at Zack and whispered, “I think your mom has a special visitor,” and winked at him.

Zack had a grin on his face and whispered back, “Let’s sneak up on them and see what they’re doing.”

I nodded back as we slowly walked through the house not knowing where they were. Then, we heard moaning coming from upstairs, so we proceeded up the stairway and headed down the hall to Zoe’s bedroom.

When we got to the door, which was cracked half way open, we peeked in to see Zoe and a Black woman in the ’69’ position, munching on each other’s cunts. Zack gasped but covered his mouth so the sound wouldn’t travel. I smiled and quietly whispered, “Let’s watch for a while and see what happens.”

Zack gave me the ‘thumbs-up’ signal and smiled.

Zoe and the other woman were so engrossed with their oral activity that they could not detect our presence. The both of them were moaning and sighing as they loudly slurped and licked each other’s crotches. This went on for many minutes when the other woman, who was on the bottom, yelled out, “Oh fuck Zoe, I’m going to cum!”

Sure enough, we could see her body start to shake and shudder, then she blurted loudly, “I’m cumming!”

Zoe kept her face in her crotch as the woman orgasmed. The woman bucked and tried to arch her back but was pinned by Zoe’s body. When the woman settled down and started to relax, Zoe got off of her and said, “Wow, that was a powerful orgasm,” as she rolled to the side of the woman.

The woman said in a soft voice, “Yes, that was a great orgasm…” as she drifted off to sleep.

Zoe gathered herself and sat up and ran her hands through her hair on her head and sighed. Zack slowly walked in with his index finger over his mouth giving his mom the ‘shish’ signal. Zoe saw him and jumped up and whispered, “What are you doing home?”

Zack walked over to Zoe and hugged her and said, “The movie that I wanted to see was ‘sold-out’ so we came home.”

Zoe said, “Where’s Ken?”

I stepped in from the doorway and said, “I’m right here.”

Zoe said, “How much did you guys see?”

I said, “We saw enough to know that you both enjoy eating pussy,” as I chuckled.

Zack said, “Who is this woman?,” as she was still passed out.

Zoe said, “She is a co-worker of mine, Brianna.”

Zack asked, “How long have you two been having sex?”

Zoe said, “Only for about a week. It was through different conversations that we’ve had that has led us to this.”

Zack said, “Well mom, watching you has gotten me really horny, I want to fuck.”

I said, “I don’t mind watching.”

Zoe hesitantly said, “Oh, okay.”

Zoe laid down back on the bed and Zack stripped naked very quickly and climbed on top of his mom. I sat down in the big chair that sultangazi escort was up against the wall to watch the incest sex show.

Zack’s cock was already rock hard, sticking out it’s full 8″ and 2 1/2″ in diameter with it’s bulging veins running throughout. Of course any 18 year old kid gets excited over some of the simplest sexual situations, but watching his mom in a ’69’ with another woman totally turned him on.

There was no foreplay here, Zack immediately guided his big cock towards Zoe’s pussy, (which was dripping wet from the oral she was getting from Brianna), and pushed it in slowly. Zoe grunted a bit as she was impaled by Zack’s big penis. Zack let out a big sigh as he penetrated deep into his mom’s wet cunt. Zoe said, “Oh my, I love your big cock in my pussy, Zack.”

Zack was so turned he started to hammer his cock forcefully in and out of Zoe’s twat. Zoe yelped, “Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me hard, Zack!”

The bed was shaking from the vigorous fucking that Zack was giving his mom to the point that it woke Brianna up from her slumber. Brianna sits up and said, “What in the world is going on here?”

Zack was too much into fucking his mom and didn’t hear Brianna. Zoe was enjoying the hard fucking she was getting from her son, she didn’t hear Brianna either. They were in their own world of sexual lust that nothing was going to interrupt them.

I said, from the chair, “Hi Brianna, my name is Ken, I’m Zoe’s ‘stepfather’, not legally, but I’m married to her mother, and Zoe is being fucked by Zack, Zoe’s son,” as I chuckled.

Brianna looked at me with a ‘shocked’ expression and said, “What did you just say?!”

I said, “I think you heard right, Zoe is being fucked by her son, Zack.”

Brianna said, “Oh my fucking god.”

I said, “I know it’s taboo and all that, but they do it all the time.”

Brianna said, “So you’ve seen them do this before?”

I said, “Oh yes, in fact I’ve had sex with the both of them too.”

Brianna said, “Wow, what have I stepped into here?”

I said, “Well, if you haven’t figured it out yet, Zoe has an insatiable appetite for sex and always finds ways to find partners.”

Brianna said, “It’s no wonder that she seduced me too.”

I said, “Yes, she’ll go after anyone if she has the ‘urge’, male, female or ‘other’ type of being.”

Brianna said, “Well she did give me a fantastic orgasm.”

Meanwhile Zack and Zoe were still fucking wildly making animalistic noises and sounds. Then, Zack quickly pulled out of Zoe’s pussy and said, “Mom I’m going to fuck you in the ass now.”

Zoe grabbed her legs and spread them wide and pulled back to expose her brown flower. Zack moved in and pressed the fat head of his big cock in Zoe’s anus. The thick, slimy pussy juice on Zack’s cock was more than enough lube to perform anal sex.

Zack shoved his big thick cock into Zoe’s butt hole which caused her to squeal from the sudden pressure she felt in her backside. Zoe grunted as she felt her rectum being filled by Zack’s huge penis. Zoe let out a moan and said, “Oh yeah, shove your big cock up my ass Zack.”

Brianna gasped and put her hand over her mouth as she watched Zack’s big cock plunge deep into Zoe’s ass. Zack started jack-hammering Zoe’s ass as she yelled out, “Fuck yes, fuck me in the ass, fuck me!”

I could see Brianna getting turned on as she had this smile with her mouth open a bit and her eyes wide open.

I said, “Turning you on Brianna, do you like anal sex?”

Brianna said, “I watch anal porn and I’ve put dildos in my ass, but I’ve never been fucked in the ass with a real penis. I’m so horny right now I want to get fucked in the ass.”

I said, “Did you want to get fucked with a large 18 year old cock? I’m sure Zack would like to fuck you too.”

Brianna said, “Oh I don’t know about that, I don’t think Zoe would like that.”

I said, “I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t mind, in fact I think she would like to watch you get fucked by Zack.”

Brianna said, “Well okay, because I like Zack’s big penis.”

I said, “Okay let me get Zack.”

I casually went over to Zack, (still hammering his mom’s ass), and touched him on the shoulder and said, “Hey Zack, Brianna wants to feel your cock suluova escort in her ass too.”

Zack looked up at me and smiled, then looked at Zoe and said, “Hey mom, Brianna wants me to fuck her in the ass.”

Zoe looked over and said, “Brianna is that true?”

Brianna said sheepishly, “Ah, yes, would that be okay?”

Zoe said, “Of course it’s okay. I know Zack has a fantastic cock and that everyone who sees it, wants a part of it,” as she laughs.

So Zack pulled out of Zoe’s ass and got off of her.

I asked, “So Brianna what is your favorite position you like to be in when being fucked?”

Brianna said, “I actually like being fucked from behind.”

Zack said, “Okay, why don’t you get on your knees and elbows on the floor and I’ll get behind you.”

Zoe and I watched Brianna get on her knees and elbows and point her ass into the air. Not to sound racist or anything, but Brianna had the classic ‘phat booty’ that a lot of Black women have. I find them to be scrumptious and wish all women had that type of ass.

Zack actually stood above Brianna and straddled her pointing his big cock downwards at Brianna’s big ass. Zack slowly pushed his cock through Brianna’s very deep ass crack to get to her black flower. He wiggled around a bit to try and find her buried butt hole. He finally found it and said, “Are you ready Brianna?”

Brianna answered, ‘Yes, I’m ready.”

Zacks’s cock was coated with remnants of thick, slimy cunt juice and anal mucus from Zoe’s body. He felt it was more than enough lube to fuck Brianna with. Zack pushed into Brianna’s anus and she yelped a bit and said, “It hurts a little.”

Zoe said, “Brianna just relax, take deep breathes, Zack will be as gentle as possible to make this experience a good one.”

Brianna nodded her head, so Zack pushed in deeper but slowly as not to overwhelm Brianna’s sphincter muscle. Zack kept the slow entrance into Brianna’s butt as she grunted a bit feeling the pressure of his big cock sliding in.

After a few moments, Zack had sunk his cock all the way in, balls deep.

Zoe asked, “How do you feel Brianna?”

Brianna responded quietly, “I’m okay, but it feels like I need to take a poop.”

Zoe said, “That’s natural because your rectum is filled up with a big cock.”

I snickered quietly as not to embarrass Brianna and Zoe smiled back at me.

Zack said, “Okay Brianna I’m going to start fucking you now, ready?”

Brianna said, “Yes, I’m ready, start fucking my ass.”

Zack slowly pulled out of the completely submersed position and slowly started pumping his big cock in and out of Brianna’s fat ass. Brianna’s butt crack was so deep, it didn’t look like Zack pulled out very much with much of his cock hidden in her crack.

Once Brianna’s anus had relaxed enough, Zack started fucking her with more speed and force. Zack bounced off of Brianna’s big ass on his down stroke that sent a ripple of skin that went across her ass to her lower back and it also made a loud slapping sound as skin collided.

Zoe and I watched in amazement as Brianna took Zack’s cock comfortably. Zack got really worked up and started perspiring as he aerobically fucked Brianna’s ass. Brianna yelled out, “Oh my god, oh fuck, oh shit, I love getting fucked in the ass!”

After a few minutes Zack yells out, “I’m going to cum!”

Zack’s body starts to shake and shudder as he screams, “Here I cum!”

Zack’s body bucks as he shoots his loads of ejaculate deep into Brianna’s rectum. Brianna can feel Zack’s cock pulse with every squirt of cum he unloads. Zack finally finishes his deposit of semen in Brianna’s ass and pulls out. It makes a pop sound as it exits her anus. Then, Brianna gets up and turns around and gets on her knees right in front of Zack’s hanging cock and puts it in her mouth. She sucks and licks it clean that had semen, the pussy juice and rectal mucus from both her and Zoe. She really enjoyed the clean up of Zack’s cock.

Zoe and I looked at each other and smiled and thought that we have created another anal and semen slut.

Zoe said, “Come on Ken, you need to fuck me.”

I said, “Okay, but I want to eat your pussy first.”

Zoe smiled and said, “Okay,” and went to lie down on her back, hung her sungurlu escort ass of the edge of the bed and grabbed her legs and lifted and spread them open.

I got on my knees and positioned myself right in front of Zoe’s crotch which was completely exposed to everyone. I leaned in planted my mouth right on Zoe’s dripping wet cunt. I licked all the moisture and fluid that was still lingering all over Zoe’s crotch. Zoe tasted so good I wish I could taste her twat everyday.

After licking her entire crotch clean, I went to work on her swollen clit. I flicked it with my tongue and also sucked on it like it was a small penis. This drove Zoe crazy as her body wiggled and squirmed as she was approaching her climax.

Zoe yelled out, “Oh shit, I’m going to cum Ken, keep sucking my clit!”

I kept sucking Zoe’s clit as she orgasm-ed. Zoe’s body shook and quivered as she came and she also squirted some ejaculate that sprayed my chin. After about a minute, Zoe slowly started coming down from her orgasm and said, “Wow, that felt so good.”

As soon as Zoe had relaxed, I got up from the floor and stood in front of her and grabbed her legs and spread them open, pushed forward with my cock aiming for her sloppy cunt. I entered her messy vagina with my cock and sunk all the way in, balls deep. Zoe moaned as I bottomed out her twat with my rock hard cock.

I immediately started to hammer Zoe’s juicy pussy with rapid and hard thrusts. Zoe yelped, “Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me hard, ooooh yeah!”

Zack and Brianna were watching me fuck Zoe and moved in to get a real close look at my cock going in and out of Zoe’s sex hole. My slamming into Zoe made a loud slapping noise that reverberated throughout the room. Brianna said, “That’s some noisy body slaps,” then chuckled.

After a few minutes had gone by, Zoe said, “I want to get fucked in the ass.”

I said, “Sure, whatever you want,” as I grinned from ear to ear.

I pulled out of Zoe’s cunt and Zoe got up and turned around and got on her knees, buried her face into the bed, pointing her ass upwards. I moved in behind her and guided my cock towards her waiting brown anus. I pushed forward penetrating her butt hole which was already loosened up from Zack fucking her earlier.

I grabbed her hips and started pounding her anus with fast, hard thrusts, bouncing off her firm bubble butt. Brianna was so excited, she said, “I want Zoe to eat my pussy while she is being fucked.”

Brianna climbed onto the bed and slid her crotch right in front of Zoe’s face. Zoe started eating Brianna’s cunt as soon as it put in front of her. I could hear the slurping and licking as I continued to butt fuck Zoe.

Zack feeling a little left out asked me, “Ken, can I fuck you while you’re fucking my mom?”

I said, “If you can position yourself properly, go ahead, that sounds hot.”

Zack got behind me and rubbed some lube in my butt crack and eventually found my anus and smeared some there. It was a little awkward with me moving and Zack trying to locate my butt hole. After a few attempts, he found my man-pussy and pushed the head of his big cock into me. I grunted as I felt his thick cock slide into me. Zack found a rhythm that matched my movement. It was so erotic to be fucking someone in the ass and have myself getting fucked in the ass at the same time.

I knew I wasn’t going to last too long with all the different stimulations going on. Sure enough, one minute later I yelled out, “Holy fuck, I’m going to cum!”

I felt this electrical surge go through my entire body as I climaxed. I emptied my load of semen deep in Zoe’s rectum as I had a tight grasp of her ass.

Zack said, “Oh yes, I could feel your anus pulse as you came, how hot is that.”

I kept my cock in Zoe’s ass because Zack was still fucking me from behind and I could tell he was getting close to climaxing.

I could hear Brianna moaning and sighing as she too was getting close to having an orgasm.

Almost simultaneously, Zack and Brianna yelled, “I’m going to cum!”

I saw Brianna’s body shake and buck as she came and then I felt Zack’s long, thick cock pulse and shoot his jizz into my rectum.

Everyone had just had an orgasm within minutes of each other and we were all ready to pass out. Zack pulled his fat cock out of my ass, I pulled my cock out of Zoe’s ass, and Brianna rolled over to the side of Zoe. We all collapsed on the bed laying all over each other. Semen was coming out of Zoe’s and my ass and Brianna leaked her pussy juice all over the bed. The bed was covered with all types of bodily fluids…

To be continued…

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Seducing the Triplets: Chapter One

Bi, Incest, Age 18 up

After a few adventurous and life-changing years, my brother has encouraged me to write down some of our stories. I know that he is eager to read them with me and share in our exciting memories. Of course, I have changed the names for publishing as well as some of the more awkward details of preparing for sex, especially when bottoming for the first time. That being said, I find authenticity extremely sexy so I try not to change or embellish body types or sizes. The story starts off slower, as we never wanted to rush into anything, but also because I want to savor every moment of it. It is so much hotter to live in the memories and I’m thrilled at the notion of sharing my exploits with you.

Chapter One: Can I Kiss You?

My name, for the sake of this story, is Robin. I’m currently a 28-year-old man from the suburbs of Columbus, Ohio but this story begins a few years back when I was 25 and my little brother, Joey was freshly 19. The past year had been full of changes with Joey moving to the city for college. I was excited that he was finally able to visit me for the weekend. The other major change is that he now had a girlfriend. Although I am very openly gay, our parents and I were never completely sure which way Joey swung. He was always lean and bashful and was never limited by gender stereotypes, be it his passion for dance or our ability to simply cuddle up when we watched movies together. His thick, shaggy brown hair added a good two inches to his height and his “quintessential twink” status and dancer frame contrasted with my chubbier build. Even though he had an inch on me in height, standing at 5’11” even without the hair, I still found it easy to pick him up and give him piggy-back rides, even into adulthood. This is all to say that we were a bit surprised when he announced his new relationship but we were not at all surprised at who this new girlfriend was.

Joey’s new girlfriend, Emily, had been in both of our lives for years. Emily was a triplet from our youth group growing up and we had become close friends with her and her brothers, Ryan and Sam, over the years. Joey and I never felt the need to separate our friend groups and would often hang out together. The triplets were a few months older than Joey but went away to college at the same time, right as I was leaving grad school and moving into my new apartment. This means that it had been a few years of only being able to see each other on rare occasions. Joey and Emily had just gotten back from a trip to Chicago during their fall break so I decided to invite all four of the new college kids over before Joey and I headed back to our parents’ house for Thanksgiving. We planned to catch up, maybe watch a horror movie or two, and then grab dinner before they spent the night. While my one-bedroom apartment wasn’t too big, I had a pull-out sofa in addition to my bed and the five of us have never had qualms about sharing beds.

I had just finished setting out some snacks when I heard my apartment buzzer sound. I buzzed them up and made my way to the door. As I opened the door, I was reminded of just how long it had been since we had all hung out. I pulled my brother into a tight embrace. He buried his face into my neck and I realized just how much he missed me as well. I finally released him and welcomed my other guests. As I hugged each of the triplets, I realized just how much they had grown. Emily had dark brown hair twisted into a braid and a slender build. Even still, I could see that her face had filled out a bit more in college and her glasses would raise ever so slightly as she smiled. Her modest sense of dress had clearly shifted as her tank top highlighted her cleavage. I had never noticed her breasts before but I am sure this fashion shift had not passed my little brother by.

Ryan looked the most different out of all of them, with a bit of scruff visible on his face and his tighter jacket highlighting his newly-toned muscles. While Ryan and Sam shared the same light brown hair, it was hard to believe that I ever confused the two when we were younger. Ryan’s jock build contrasted with Sam’s softer features. I would be lying if I said that I never checked out Ryan and Sam’s Instagrams, occasionally lingering over a shirtless pic of Ryan at the beach. I watched over the past summer and fall as Ryan began to develop more hair on his chest and the faintest sign of abs. Sam, on the other hand was relatively smooth. I was tragically never treated to shirtless pics of him on Insta but it was clear that his thin body had gained some love handles. I had allowed myself the taboo pleasure of jerking off to their pictures every now and then. I often delighted over the diverse body types in our friend group, although I rarely vocalized how sexy I found every single guy friend of mine from twink to chub.

I gave my guests a quick tour of my new place, helping them set their overnight bags behind the couch. While our solhan escort mom and dad were progressive, I highly doubt they would allow Joey to share a bed with his girlfriend, regardless of how long we had all been friends. However, as the “cool older brother,” I was down with having Joey and Emily share my bed while the boys and I crashed on the sleeper sofa. As we settled onto the couch, I was eager to hear how their first year of school was going. We spent a good hour laughing and swapping stories from our college experiences. As we talked, I could see Joey’s arm around Emily. While I felt a twinge of jealousy at losing my cuddle buddy, I truly was happy that Joey had someone to break him out of his shell.

Eventually, we decided on a horror movie and settled in with a bowl of chips and popcorn. With my little bro occupied, I put my arm around Sam and he laid his head on my shoulder. Emily was openly bi but Ryan and Sam didn’t really talk about it as much. I knew that Ryan had been with girls before but I didn’t want to rule out another bisexual triplet. If either of the brothers would be gay, my money was on Sam. He was always the softer of the two and a lot cuddlier, although Ryan has never been the type of guy afraid of physical touch between dudes. As Sam and I snuggled, I could see Ryan glance at us so I took the opportunity to invite him to join.

I raised my other arm and teasingly said “Awww, are you feeling left out? C’mon, get over here.”

Ryan rolled his eyes but slid over into my arms. He definitely gave off more top energy but nobody could deny the fact that my chubby body was a far better pillow than his. Regardless of how riveting the movie was, I admit that I was a bit turned on with a brother in each arm. Feeling my cock start to stiffen in my jeans, I subtly pulled a blanket over the three of us so I could readjust. As I did, I could see Joey and Emily kiss on the opposite side of the couch. I smiled at my first glimpse of my little bro kissing a girl. He was definitely inexperienced but I couldn’t help noticing how soft his lips were. This wasn’t the first time I’ve been aware of how cute Joey was but I have made an effort to never run with those fantasies. The movie had reached a slow part so I decided to speak up.

“The hell is this?” I said with a smirk, “You’re going to make out with my little brother right in front of me?”

Joey blushed but Emily just smiled and said “Oh, you mean like this?” and dramatically kissed Joey again, making over-the-top kissing noises and causing Joey to blush even harder.

“Oh, so that’s how it’s gonna be,” I laughed. “I guess that means I can kiss your brother too?”

While Ryan and Sam seemed content to laugh at Joey’s embarrassment, I could feel them both perk up in my arms at that comment- now they were paying attention. Emily made a face as if she was mulling over this proposed deal.

“That depends,” she replied, “Which one?”

“Sam,” I said, knowing he would be more likely to be hurt if I picked Ryan first. I ruffled Sam’s hair and turned back to look at Ryan. “Although I don’t want Ryan to be left out so how about I just kiss them both?”

I could see Joey and Emily’s eyes grow a bit wider but Emily’s had a glint of amusement. She shrugged nonchalantly, wanting to see how far she could take this joke. “Fine with me, go ahead,” she said, calling my bluff. Just to accent her statement, she reached over and kissed Joey again, this time not taking her eyes off of me as her lips pressed against my brother’s.

I glanced at Sam, still nestled in my left arm but sitting up now, his eyes flicking back and forth between me and Emily. For a set of triplets that were known throughout our childhood for being loud and argumentative with each other, both Ryan and Sam were oddly silent. I could tell that they were waiting to see what happened as well but I knew that this decision was not mine alone. I sat up, removing my arms from around the brothers but not breaking eye contact with Emily for a moment. I raised my eyebrows, cocked my head, and smiled. Without looking, I reached for the remote and paused the TV. Then I took Sam’s face in my hands.

My gaze shifted to Sam’s eyes and I softened my smile, no longer joking. There was a glint in his eyes but whether it was fear or excitement, I couldn’t tell. I pressed my forehead against his and whispered “So how about it? Can I kiss you?”

Sam briefly looked back at his sister and my brother, who just stared in wonder, clearly finding the amusement that his girlfriend had in the situation as well. He looked over my shoulder to his own brother before returning his gaze to me. He blushed but a shy grin crept across his face, his eyes still wide with disbelief. Slowly, he nodded.

I brought our foreheads together once more and leaned in. Gently, I pressed my lips against his. It must have been about three seconds that we spent with our lips together but with everyone’s eyes on us now, it felt like eternity. We separated and sorgun escort I gave him a reassuring nod but, this time, he took my face in his hands. He went back in and my lips parted, opening up to his. I drew my hands away from his face and wrapped them around his waist. As we hesitantly made out for the first time, I could taste the salt of the chips in his saliva, the smell of popcorn on his breath. We separated a second time and I looked around, taking the pulse of everyone in the room.

“Well,” I said, “it looks like you two have finally come up for air.” I gestured to Joey and Emily as they sat with their mouths slightly agape but no longer making out. I had achieved my goal. Joey spoke for the first time in this exchange.

“That was kinda hot,” he said, looking impressed. Emily shot him a look but one of approval instead of jealousy or judgement. Clearly, she agreed.

I looked over to Ryan for the first time to gauge his reaction. He was silent but clearly enjoyed the view as well. I don’t blame him. It was certainly better entertainment than the B-list horror flick we were watching before. Trying to break the tension, I threw my arm around him.

“So, big boy, does that mean it’s your turn now?” We all laughed, a bit more comfortable than we were a couple minutes ago.

“I mean, it’s only fair that if I have to kiss Robin, you do too,” Sam said. I made an offended scoff and threw a nearby pillow at Sam’s head. However, his comment made me smile. I was worried Sam might feel jealous but he seemed just as excited at the notion of me kissing his brother as he did about me kissing him.

“I’m down,” Ryan shrugged, clearly more infatuated with the humor of the moment than the sexual tension. He reached over and grabbed my face, admittedly a little less gently than Sam did. His lips felt and tasted the same as Sam’s but he was certainly more experienced. The unexpected fervor of the kiss threw off my balance and I landed back into Sam’s lap, with Ryan still kissing me.

“Get off of me!” Sam laughed, shoving us off his lap and breaking Ryan’s kiss. We all sat up and readjusted ourselves on the couch. I reached over to the remote and resumed the movie. We chuckled but Ryan and Sam fell back into my arms just as they were before. This time though, it seemed like Sam was holding me a bit tighter.

When the movie ended, I looked around. “What did you think?” I asked.

“About the movie or about you making out with Ryan and Sam?” my little brother asked, laughing.

“So,” Emily cut in, “which of my brothers is the better kisser?”

“How should I know?” I laughed, “Sam pushed me off of him before I could finish kissing Ryan. Let’s find out.” I leaned into Ryan once more, this time kissing him a little more gently. I felt his lips part and I cautiously allowed my tongue to explore further. Our tongues met and I could feel the excitement pick up once more. I parted and smiled before turning to Sam and doing the same.

“I don’t know if I can pick a winner. They’re both pretty amazing.” I wasn’t lying. As different as the brothers looked and acted, their lips and tongues were almost identical. They both had the same gentle passion in how their tongues swirled around mine, inviting me in deeper, closer. Lost in the moment, I hadn’t even realized that Emily and Joey had resumed their kissing, this time with Emily sitting on Joey’s lap. Feeling a bit braver, I slide next to my brother and put my arm around him. I motioned for Sam to mount my lap just like his sister was. As Ryan pressed against my side, I alternated off between the two sexy brothers, with neither really seeming to care that I was swapping their saliva between one another’s mouths. I kept this realization to myself, not wanting to risk this fantasy ending prematurely.

As I switched back to Ryan, making sure to devote equal time to each brother, Sam began to get impatient for his turn. This time, his lips moved to my neck and a shiver went down my spine as I felt both brothers kissing me. I could feel Sam’s hips begin rocking back and forth. Any arousal that my jeans may have concealed before must have been on full display as my cock began to swell. There was no way that Sam didn’t feel what he was doing to me and I became curious to see if I was having the same effect on him. My hand slowly drifted down from his back and pressed him closer to me until his groin was grinding against my stomach. I could feel a similar semi to my own press against my belly button and I smiled. Ryan felt my expression change and broke the kiss to look at me curiously.

I leaned close and whispered into his ear “I think your brother is getting very excited,”

Ryan followed my gaze to the visible tent in Sam’s pants and smiled with surprise. He leaned back in and whispered “He’s not the only one. I’m enjoying kissing a guy far more than I thought I would.”

Ryan gestured down to a tent of his own, remarkably similar to his brother’s. Then, he started to unbutton his pants.

“Whoa, suadiye escort hey,” I started, “Is that where this is going?” Everyone else turned to look. I realized too late that I probably should have just let it happen but it caught me by surprise. Trying to reverse course, I stammered “I mean, I’m fine with whatever but is it ok with y’all?”

“Hell yeah!” Sam said, not nearly as nervous as he was only an hour ago when we first kissed. He started to unbutton his pants too. “I mean, it isn’t like we haven’t jerked off in front of each other before.”

Joey and I exchanged a curious look. Me and him had never done anything like that before. Was it normal for the triplets? What else have they done? Learning my lesson, I kept my mouth shut and followed suit, unbuttoning my pants to finally free my growing cock. Looking around, I took in the sight of the two gorgeous cocks on either side of me. Neither were particularly big but seemed to stand erect at about 5 and half inches. Even still, the sculpted veins and cut mushroom heads were beautiful. I struggled to find a difference between the two but they seemed almost identical. The only difference seemed to be that Sam’s pubes were neatly trimmed while Ryan had a full, thick bush. Their cocks lined up with mine as I pulled my pants down to my ankles. Before I even touched it, my cock seemed to spring to its full 6 inches. I had Ryan slide over to the end of the couch so Emily could join us, with Joey and I separating each of the triplets.

As we slowly began jerking off, the kissing resumed. I saw Joey put his arm around Emily as she slowly began to stimulate her clit with two fingers. It was obvious that this wasn’t their first time doing this, even if they hadn’t done it in front of family. I decided to follow suit and threw my arm around Sam while I jerked off with my right hand. I leaned to the right and began making out with Ryan once more. I felt Sam place his head on my shoulder nuzzling me for some attention so I turned back to his lips as well. Slowly, I took my hand off of my own cock and placed it on Sam’s chest, moving down to the bottom hem of his shirt. I slowly slipped my hand under and made my way up, perking up each nipple with my fingers. Getting the idea, I could see Emily and Joey pull each other’s shirts off and I heard Ryan whip his off behind me. It has been a while since I’ve seen my brother shirtless and he was surprisingly toned for such a scrawny nerd. The dancing experience clearly worked out his abdomen and I could see his stomach rise with each breath. My gaze floated down my little brother’s hairless chest to his neat bush that hosted his growing erection. I had only caught glimpses of Joey’s naked body over the years but never like this. For the first time, I allowed myself to take in the beauty before me. It was clear that his penis did not have the girth of mine but he had me beat in length by at least half an inch, maybe more. The thin shaft came to a perfectly sculpted head and at the top, I could just catch a glistening spot of….

I was pulled out of my hypnosis by Ryan and Sam’s sudden effort to take my own shirt off. I didn’t even have a second to process any insecurity I might feel but my chubby torso didn’t seem to cause the least bit of hesitation. I glanced back at Joey briefly before turning my attention to the two boys on either side of me. I noticed that Sam had shifted so that he and Joey were back-to-back and he seemed to be intentionally pressing his skin against my brother’s. I wondered if Emily was the only triplet who had a thing for Joey but I knew it was unlikely that anyone wouldn’t be able to appreciate how handsome and sexy he was. I made a mental note to explore that later but I had my hands full, quite literally, right now.

As I pulled Ryan closer to me with my right arm, I leaned in to kiss him as I watched him jerk off, gradually getting faster and faster. With my tongue still exploring Ryan’s mouth, I allowed my left hand to wander to Sam’s leg. While not as hairy as his brother, I was still able to glide my hand through his leg hair as I drifted up the side. I smirked a bit, knowing exactly where I was going and until I finally wrapped my hand around Sam’s erection, slowly taking over for him as I pulsed my hand up and down the shaft. I heard a light gasp and I wondered if the brothers had ever fooled around with each other when they were jerking off. By Sam’s reaction, this seemed like a first for him. I slowly broke the kiss from Ryan and I smiled at Sam, making sure that this was what he wanted. He nodded and slowly let his head slip back against my brother’s shoulder behind him. I turned Ryan so his back was towards me and made my way down his chest, brushing through his chest hair and playing with his nipples as he continued to jerk off. He laid his head on my chest and I sighed with content.

I heard a gentle moan escape from my brother’s lips behind Sam and I turned to see what had caused the outburst. I could no longer see Emily though. Just then, as Sam lay his head against Joey’s shoulder, Joey tilted his head back to rest on Sam’s shoulder. I could see Emily past him as she stroked off my little bro. We locked eyes and I mouthed the word “wow.” Not breaking eye contact with me, she lowered her head and took Joey’s cock in her mouth.

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*All characters in this story are 18 or older*

I didn’t grow up with any weird and nasty thoughts about my sister, Allie. I always cared about her and took pride looking out for my little sister. But I can’t point to any single event or anything weird or out of place that would lead me down the path we would eventually go. However, the summer that I was set to go off to college would change the course of my entire life and I’d like to think that of Allie’s too. I left for a summer job at a National Park several states away, returning home the week before Allie was to start her senior year of high school. I still had an extra week off before I needed to be two hours away at my college. I planned on seeing all my old high school buddies and drinking most of the week away.

Allie was only a year younger than me, 13 months to be exact. We both had the same green eyes and black hair, though I always kept mine short and hers was always very long, even by most girls’ standards. I’d never noticed Allie’s breasts before that summer, but I’d guess they were solidly in the B cup range. She was athletic, but so was I. While I was probably the more outgoing of the two of us; Allie loved to read, not that I’d call her shy, just maybe quieter than me.

I remember getting home in the middle of the afternoon. I had told Mom and Dad to expect me home by dinner, but being a teenaged boy, I’m sure I drove a healthy bit above the speed limit and was at least two hours early. When I pulled into our driveway, I didn’t see Mom or Dad’s car, not that I was expecting them home at that time of the day. So, I headed inside knowing the only one who even might be home was my little sister. I called out a couple times as I entered, setting all my bags down. Instinctively heading into the kitchen and checking what was in the fridge. I called out a couple more times, specifically for Allie, but didn’t get a reply, only our cat and dog seemed to notice me.

I finally concluded that I was home alone and even flipped on the tv for a moment, as I hadn’t had access to one in months. Eventually I saw my bags lying in the entryway and I got up, grabbed them, and headed down the long hallways towards my old room. I passed Allie’s room, glanced in it, but it was empty and more or less exactly as I had remembered it. Mom and Dad’s room was also empty. I made it to my old room and threw my things down. It felt good to be home.

I don’t even remember why exactly I got up and went towards the bathroom that I had always shared with Allie. I assume it was to use the restroom, but to this day, I can’t say for sure. I remember the door was closed, but I didn’t hear anything inside. The image I saw when I opened the door will be forever burned into my memory.

It was Allie.

She was standing sideways initially, looking at herself in the mirror, and she was completely naked. My eyes immediately slid up and down her firm, athletic figure. Her profile could not have been more stunning; her breasts were perky and perfectly proportioned to her body. Her toned thighs curved at just the right moment to cover the apex between her thighs. And her ass… it seemed muscled and soft all at the same time. Her hands were stretched upwards as I finally realized that she was, in fact, wearing something… she was running a towel through her hair.

I don’t remember saying a single word, maybe I did, maybe it was the door opening unexpectedly, but for whatever reason, Allie turned to face me.

If I thought the profile of her body was perfect, her facing me was something from an entirely different planet; an even better planet.

Allie’s breasts seemed to stare a hole right through my soul. They fit her perfectly, more than any pair of breasts have ever fit any woman before. Her soft pink areolas gave way to two slightly dark red nipples which both seemed to be perfectly hard. I remember a small freckle on her right breast. I remember it from that day and over the next couple of years I would actually use this to aim at as I exploded on her chest. This freckle is above her nipple and slightly off center, closer to her other breast. If you look really carefully, depending on the shirt she’s wearing, you can even see it sometimes when she’s dressed. As she turned to face me, the slightest little bounce between them both is still the hottest thing I have ever laid eyes on in my life.

My eyes then did what came naturally and followed further down her body. She had a small patch of black hair down there. The same color as the top of her head and the same color as mine. Now I had always trimmed and kept things neat and tidy down there and apparently my little sister was the exact same way. The hair was trimmed closely enough that I could just barely make out the outline of her soft pink lips.

I stared at Allie. I had never seen her like this ever before. In that moment she wasn’t my little sister but a woman. A woman that every instinct in my body wanted. A woman that I sıhhiye escort wanted more than any person in my life before or ever since that day.

I don’t remember either of us saying a word. I do remember looking up into her face as her green eyes shot back into mine. Her face was beautiful, she didn’t seem shocked or angry or even happy for that matter. There was a quiet, confident look across her face. It’s a look I’ve actually searched for over the years since, but I’ve never managed to see again. I’ve even searched for this look on other’s faces, but I don’t think it exists outside of Allie’s on that one August afternoon. And after a minute, or even five minutes, I don’t know, something caused my brain to turn back on and I gently took a step back and quietly went back into my room.

My mind raced, the image seared into my brain. “Why am I having these thoughts? That’s Allie, my own little sister! Stop it! Fuck, why am I hard?” I screamed at myself inside my head. I stayed in my room for the rest of the afternoon. I heard her eventually leave the bathroom, I put my things away, but I didn’t show my face until I heard Mom come home after work.

I went down and saw Mom, talking to her nonstop until Dad arrived home a few minutes later. I had never been so glad to talk to my mom; to talk to anyone, about anything, anything to get my mind off Allie. I helped Mom make dinner the same way I’d done a thousand times before. I set the table, filled glasses and was good, until Allie came down and scampered across the room to the front door. Her hair was pulled back in a high ponytail, she was wearing a soft cream sweater that hugged her body perfectly, with leggings and the type of socks she always referred to as her “cozy socks.”

She answered the door to her best friend Lisa, who was an honorary daughter to my mom and Dad. It seemed like she ate dinner at our house more than her own, so her presence didn’t come as a surprise.

We all sat down and ate. Mom and Dad controlling much of the conversation as they were both happy to have all their kids back at the same table. They questioned me about every detail of my summer job and upcoming college plans. Allie didn’t say much but I could tell she was listening to everything. She seemed happy to have me back home even if it was just for two weeks. I tried not to look at her, at least not too much, but I failed in that.

At Lisa’s prompting, Allie mentioned that the two of them were going to try out for the Fall play at school, a murder-mystery thing or something. While I tended to gravitate towards sports, Allie had actually found her calling in theater and drama. I took this as an opportunity to continue one of my long running jokes with Lisa.

“I’m sure you’re just doing it in hopes you get a part where a boy has to kiss you” I playfully snap.

“Obviously. Edward usually gets cast in the plays, and I wouldn’t mind finding out if he’s a good kisser or not.” She says back.

“You are young, Lisa you have your whole life ahead of you to kiss boys.” Mom laughs. My eyes search my little sister’s face.

I don’t even realize that I’m looking at my little sister more and more, watching how she tuck’s her hair behind her ear… how she sips from her glass… even how many times she chews each bite… “stop it!” I finally scream in my head, “what is wrong with you?”

“You don’t have to try them all.” Dad chuckles. His comment breaks my concentration.

Towards the end of dinner Allie asked if it was still cool that Lisa and her went to the bonfire on the beach with all her high school friends that night. This had become somewhat of a local tradition in our small town right around the beginning of school. It was just a bunch of kids hanging on the beach after sunset, with a bottle of wine or two if they were lucky, a keg if they were really lucky. It was always chill and most of the parents in town didn’t mind their kids attending as everyone knew everyone. Before waiting for an answer, she looked at me and said she had heard that my best friends, Mike and Matt would be there too. I think this was her way to try to convince me to come.

Dad just rolled his eyes but agreed, he’d never tell his baby “No” no matter how ridiculous the thing she wanted. He then looked at me and said, “If you take them, y’all can stay out until 11.”

Now this was kind of a big deal. The curfew in our house had been 10 since… well always, no exception ever. At least no exceptions while I was living there. I looked at him then Allie. She was grinning ear to ear, so what was the point of me trying to fight it? Besides, it would be nice to see my buddies before we all left for separate schools for the Fall semester.

I reached out to all my friends as we wrapped dinner up and confirmed that most already planned on being there. “Leave in 20?” I asked her from across the table. Allie had always been low maintenance, so she nodded that she’d be ready şırnak escort and went upstairs and into her room with Lisa in tow. I helped mom clear the table as she continued asking a million questions about my upcoming semester when I’ll be off at college.

I was finally able to pull myself away. I headed upstairs and right past Allie’s door, paying no attention as I went to my room at the end of the hallway and quickly changed into a plain t-shirt and shorts.

I yelled from my room to Allie’s, “Leaving in 5.” I didn’t hear her response exactly, but it sounded positive. A few minutes later I walked out and to her doorway. I stopped and looked in seeing her fixed up for the first time… maybe ever. Her hair was perfect, she had just the right amount of make up on and her clothes all seemed to fit just a little bit better than I had remembered from just a couple of months ago. Exactly what she was wearing that night has been burned into my mind, every bit as much as the cum I’d eventually see on her face just a couple of hours later.

Allie had decided on a cute black shirt and short skirt combo, her midriff showing. The ponytail was gone as her long black hair seemed to fall all the way down to her waist. I’ll also never forget the shade on pink lip gloss she had on. It wasn’t flashy but matched her perfectly.

Lisa finally said something that broke my attention.

“Ready?” I asked.

“I’m ready”, Allie replied.

I don’t remember exactly what Lisa was wearing but I do recall that she had a bit too much make up on like usual when she went out.

I came down the steps first and grabbed my keys on the way out, kissing Mom’s cheek and reminding Dad that we’d be home at 11. We all got in my car and took off towards the familiar spot along the beach.

I had made this kind of drive countless times before. Driving Allie and Lisa to school, to the mall the next town over, basically driving them wherever I was told to. Allie always controlled the radio and Lisa always talked nonstop. In a weird way, this drive was kind of relaxing after not having made one for a couple of months.

We arrived and almost immediately parted ways, Allie and Lisa gravitating to their friends as I found all my old buddies who I hadn’t seen since graduation. It was good to see everyone, but I couldn’t help but to periodically check in on Allie. The night started with her mainly talking with her girlfriends. I saw she had a beer, but everyone had a beer so that wasn’t a big deal. As the evening continued, all the initial groups begin to break apart.

My best friend, all through high school and even a few years before that had been Matt. Matt was slightly taller than me, he had brown hair and a little more of a baby face but was a good-looking guy. The one thing he did have over all of us was that he was funny and personable. He could literally start up a conversation with anyone and would figure out a way to make you laugh within the first minute of meeting him.

Allie knew Matt, she had known him for years through me. Guys being guys and all, he and all my friends knew to NEVER mention her in any kind of romantic or sexual way. And looking back on it, I think Matt might have seen things differently now, might have seen Allie differently now that we had graduated and were heading off into the world. In retrospect, I can’t blame him, he had no way of knowing that even I saw Allie in a completely different light for the last couple hours leading up to this party.

I drank and drank and drank like I always did. I didn’t think that I had taken it too far, though I probably did. I still made sure to keep an eye on Allie throughout the evening. I could tell as some of the brands of beer changed in her hands that she had at least two or three, but again, everyone did, and I never knew her to take it too far. I saw a couple of younger guys periodically talking to her and Lisa but none of that really bothered me. I was still fighting with some of my own thoughts internally and was probably using the beer and my friends to dull those feelings, though none of it seemed to work.

A couple hours into the party I lost track of Allie. It wasn’t a big deal at the time. People come and go, maybe she went to take a piss, “Why am I picturing this?”

Towards the end of the evening, I checked my phone and saw that it was already 10:30. I knew we had to be on the road within 15 minutes, more if we needed to take Lisa home first. I hadn’t seen Allie in a bit and most of the younger kids were already heading home to meet their curfews. I finally left my group and began to ask around. Everyone remembered having had seen her at some point throughout the evening, but nobody knew where she was at the moment. I went down to the beach, found a couple making out but thank God it wasn’t Allie. I went back through the group near the bonfire again, still nothing. Now it was 10:40 and we had to get going.

So, I went towards söke escort the parking lot, I didn’t know of any other place to check. My car was empty, nobody around it. I looked at a few more, still nothing. Something told me to keep checking, all the way until I saw Matt sitting in his driver’s seat. That’s weird, it looks like he’s just sitting there, and his truck isn’t running. Maybe he has seen Allie…

I walked up to his driver’s side door; I think I maybe even said his name out loud, but his head didn’t budge. When I got within just a couple of feet I saw why. There was a head in his lap, and not just in his lap, but moving up and down. “Jesus Matt” I thought, not that we hadn’t accidently run into each other over the years with a girl here and there. It was a small town and there are only so many places you can run off to do it.

But then I heard him grunt and moan, knowing exactly what was happening, I took a step or two back, almost embarrassed that I had walked up on him and now of all times. But when Allie’s head rose from his lap, I lost it. When Allie raised her head, her hair was slightly messy and the moonlight reflected a wetness off her lips and chin, I lost it. I instantly knew what it was and what I had just seen. I knew that was my best friend’s load that was dripping off my little sister’s face… and I lost it.

I remembered opening his door and pulling him out by his shirt. I remember Allie screaming no and for me to stop. I’m sure Matt was saying something, but when I got him out and to his feet, his pants still undone, I just starting punching. Matt tried pulling away, tried covering his face but I landed several punches to his nose and face. Allie then grabbed my left side, yelling and screaming, but her touch stopped me instantly. I just stood there, Matt fell to the ground, I could see his face was bleeding as Allie let me go and collapsed on the ground to check on him. Allie screamed, “What the fuck Will? What the fuck is wrong with you?!”

I stood there for a moment, watching Allie more than Matt and as more and more people came running over, I eventually stepped back and just walked away, back to my car and took a seat. I sat there in silence for what seemed like an eternity until finally Allie and Lisa appeared. Allie took her usual seat up front as Lisa slid in behind us. I could tell that Allie was furious, she didn’t have to say a word, but it was thick in the air all around us. Lisa started talking shit, making jokes about it. And I’m not even sure that she knew why I had hit Matt, but it also didn’t seem like she cared, she just loved the drama of it all. As we got back on the main road, she did mention that she thought it was best to just take her home for the night.

We arrived at her place, and she hugged Allie from behind the seat and mentioned they would talk soon. As she stepped out, she made some wisecrack towards me, but I wasn’t paying attention. All I knew was that my little sister didn’t even say a word to her own best friend as she left. I sat in her driveway and made sure she got inside, like I always did, then I put the car in reverse, and we got back on the road. I knew it was only five minutes to our own house, but the first minute or two continued in silence and seemed to last a lifetime.

“What the hell was that about Will? I’m not a little kid anymore, you can’t control me! And not to mention that’s your best friend…or was.”

“It’s not that… I mean you are a little kid to me… but Matt knows better.”

“Matt knows better? Jesus Christ, I’m not property, you don’t own me. If you’re pissed at him then I assume that you’re every bit as pissed at me. It took two to do that.”

“No, I’m not mad at you…but fuck him for doing that.”

“Fuck him? Well, that was the plan until YOU showed up. Now he won’t ever date me nor will any guy in school probably.” Allie snapped back at me.

I kept driving, her comment cut right through me, down to my core. But it was the image of her face, his cum running down her chin that wouldn’t leave my mind.

“Look, I get it. You’re all grown up now and have breasts and can do what you want.” I try to rationalize all of this. “But not with Matt, he’s been my best friend forever and he knows you DONT do that. Want me fucking Lisa? Of course not. If it was some kid in your grade, maybe I wouldn’t have been as upset.” I try to minimize everything.

“You don’t get it Will. It’s not up to YOU who I date or blow or fuck or whatever!”

I drove the rest of the way home in silence. As I pulled up, she got out of the car and went inside without saying a word. It was 11:10 when I entered the house, and I was relieved to not find Dad or Mom there to lecture me. I silently walked upstairs and past her closed bedroom door and into my room.

I kicked off my shoes and sat on the edge of my bed in silence. The entire house was silent and that was the problem. The image of Allie from the shower flashed through my mind… then her face when she came up from his lap. Her face in that moment… she didn’t seem overly happy, she definitely wasn’t upset… but in that moment, she looked like a woman, a real woman… that was MY little sister all grown up right before my eyes. Jesus, why am I hard?

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My Mom Is a Slut Ch. 03

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Sandy’s eyes followed her dad out of the room, holding Master Nathan’s hand like an errant child as he went. Having just heard the sounds her mother had made whilst in the bedroom with Master, she quickly began to wonder what was in store for him. Steven meanwhile couldn’t take his eyes off his mother as she remained on all fours in front of Mistress Erin. The view was better than any porn he had ever seen. His mother’s curvy ass cheeks naturally parted perfectly to expose her anal star, and her creamy pussy lips were still parted from the pounding Master had just given her. Steven also wondered briefly what was in store for his father, being lead away just like his mother before him, and he wondered if the trail of cum leaking from his mother’s pussy was a good indication of what that may entail.

From the opposite sofa Mistress Erin watched the two teens, smiling at the ever larger tent in young Steven’s pants, and seeing Sandy’s eyes slowly returning from the doorway to look at her, and then down to her mother’s exposed ass. “Did you miss Master’s cock, my slutty slave?” She asked of her pet.

“Yes, Mistress, i missed Master’s cock, a lot,” slave maryanne answered with barely any hesitation. The slave was trying her hardest not to think about the 2 sets of eyes on her at that moment as she felt Master’s cum leaking down her legs, and the image that her body must be presenting to them, even though such a task was near impossible.

“We heard how much you enjoyed Master’s cock, didn’t we kids?” Mistress posed the question, not expecting a reply.

“Yes,” Steven answered almost as if in a trance, before checking himself and staring awkwardly at the floor.

Sandy glared at her brother, as if his admission had in some way betrayed her.

Mistress tilted her head as she eyed off Sandy. “Sex should be enjoyed, and what better way to let people know how much you have enjoyed it than to be loud about it?” she posited with a grin.

Mistress locked her eyes on her sexy slave. “I enjoyed listening to Master Nathan enjoying you. It made me feel very excited knowing you were pleasing him, and it made poor slave aaron so horny, too.” She glanced mischievously at the twins. “Normally right now I’d have you find out just how excited it made me…” Mistress Erin’s legs parted suggestively.

At that moment, as before, they heard a loud slapping sound coming from the bedroom, followed by their father’s voice, counting. Another slap was followed by another number, and another, and another, till the count of 10. Sandy slowly cast her eyes back to her mother’s ass, and noted for the first time how red her cheeks appeared compared to the rest of her bared flesh. The connection between what they had heard earlier, and the obvious results before her eyes, suddenly made Sandy feel incredibly uncomfortable as she predicted what sounds may soon follow the spanking that Master had just administered to her father – her sweet dear father – sounds that she knew she did not want to hear.

Abruptly Sandy stood. “I’m tired, I’m going to bed.” She began to walk out of the room, causing slave maryanne and Mistress Erin to exchange a glance, before slave maryanne halted her.

“Sandy,” she called out, still down on all fours.

Sandy halted, but didn’t turn around to face her mother.

“Your father is going to need Steven’s bedroom to sleep in this weekend.” The comment was equally made to Steven. “So, Steven will have to bunk in with you, okay?”

“Fine,” Sandy replied, still without turning around, wanting desperately to be gone before the noises could start. She hurriedly left the room.

“Hmm,” Mistress pondered, staring after the departing young woman.

From the master bedroom Steven could hear Master saying something to his father, but couldn’t make out the words. Still on the floor, having turned her body toward her fleeing daughter, slave maryanne now had no illusion to the fact that her son was staring at her body, her breasts swaying under her. A timid smile crossed her lips as she gave him a little nod, before he quickly averted his gaze.

Mistress Erin, still holding slave maryanne’s leash, slowly stood from her seat and crossed over to sit where Sandy had been, next to Steven. As she wandered over, slave maryanne followed as the leash tugged at her collar. Steven’s eyes were again on his mother, the view of her breasts intoxicating to his teenage mind, even though he could now do little to hide where şişli escort his gaze was falling with his mom so close. He felt Mistress Erin awaiting his attention, and tore his eyes from his mother’s body to see what the slightly older lady wanted from him.

Mistress placed her hand on Steven’s arm. “I understand you’re the ‘big brother’ here, yes?”

“Yes, by 10 minutes.” he confirmed.

“Your sister really needs you tonight, Steven. She needs her big brother. This week has been a tremendous shock for her, and clearly we’ve gone a little too far, too fast for her. Though – ” she moved his arm a little with her hand, and gave his tented pants a pointed glance, “Perhaps not too fast for you, I suspect?”

Steven’s face again flushed at having his erection highlighted, feeling a huge sense of shame at being so erect because of his own mother.

Mistress put a finger on his chin and brought his face up to hers. “Don’t be ashamed of being aroused, Steven. Your mother is a very sensual, sexual, attractive women. Yes?”

Steven nodded his head, but Mistress shook a finger. “Answer properly, please.”

“Yes, she is a beautiful woman,” he admitted, and gave his naked mother a shy smile.

“Good boy,” Mistress smiled at him. “And here she is, naked before you, having just declared how much she enjoyed being fucked by my husband.”

There was no real question here, but Steven still answered, “Yes.”

“And I know you liked seeing his cum running out of your mother’s horny cunt, didn’t you?” Mistress Erin didn’t let the boy avert his gaze.

“I did,” came his shy response.

Mistress gave him a warm smile, and petted her slave. “Such a good boy you have there, slave.” She turned back to Steven. “You were hoping to see your mother lick my pussy, weren’t you, Steven? I know, all boys love some girl on girl action. But not tonight. Now, why don’t you go and get ready for bed, and then go join your sister in her room.”

Slowly standing up, Steven momentarily wondered why he was obeying this woman, but a quick glance at his mother reassured him she was right. Sandy was upset, and he knew that at the moment – the last person she would want to see was either their mother, or father, and certainly not Master Nathan or Mistress Erin.

“Um, okay, well – good night then.” Steven looked down at his mother. “Goodnight, mom.” He quickly bent down and gave her a kiss on her cheek, and instantly became hard again.

As he walked toward the door to the hallway, Mistress called out to him. “And Steven, keep it in your pants. She needs a big brother, not a horny one.” Steven stopped and turned, his brow furrowing at the implication of impropriety toward his own sister. “Yes?” Mistress prompted him to reply.

“Yes,” he muttered, nodding his head, and continued walking.

As he reached his parents bedroom, he heard a long low moan. He paused and listened. He could hear his father mumbling, muttering, “Yes Master, oh god, you’re so deep.” Steven felt butterflies in his stomach as he eavesdropped, knowing he was hearing such an intimate moment. He noticed that the master bedroom door was slightly ajar. All the better for sound to escape, he thought. For a moment he considered going to peep inside… but as his pants brushed over his hard erection, he instead rushed to his bedroom.

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When Steven knocked on the door to Sandy’s bedroom, there was no answer. He was wearing the boxers that he normally wore to bed, but also for the sake of modesty given he was going to be sleeping with his sister, he also had thrown on a singlet. In fact, he normally slept naked, but today would not be a normal night. He knocked again, but still there was no answer. Hesitating a moment, he opened the door and glanced inside. Sandy was laying in her bed, with her headphones turned up so loud he could hear the music from the doorway. “Oh,” he thought to himself, as he peered at the common wall between Sandy’s room and the master bedroom. He could hear the obvious sounds of Master and his father engaged in sex, though they were more subdued compared to the sexual cacophony their mother had made earlier.

Steven waved at his sister a little awkwardly and crossed to her bed. They had often shared a tent when going camping, and even shared a bed several times when they were younger on holidays, but this was a little unusual for both of them. Sandy attempted a smile, and started sivas escort to take the headphones off her head. Hearing the sexual noises again, she put them back on with a pouting frown, but turned the volume down so she could talk to her brother.

“Do you want me to – ” Steven flopped on the bed, his feet up near his sister’s face. “Top n tail?” he asked her.

“I don’t want your stinky feet in my face all night!”

Steven crawled himself round on her bed til he was right way up.

“Just get in,” Sandy told him, and Steven obeyed, climbing under the covers with her.

She nibbled her lip for a moment. “Did they… talk about me after I left?” Sandy quietly asked her brother.

Through the wall they both heard a series of grunts, and tried to ignore them.

Steven frowned. “Mis, er – Erin was worried that they’d upset you.”

“Bit late for that!” she retorted, then stared at her covered toes. “I can’t believe mom let him walk her around like a dog… naked.”

“What were you expecting?” her brother replied.

“Mom said no nudity. She said they weren’t getting naked in front of us. She said it like 37 times! She lied!”

Steven thought on this for a moment. “Maybe she was telling you the truth, but – the truth changed?”

“How does the truth change, Stevie?” Sandy asked her brother.

“What I mean is – When she told you she wouldn’t be naked, that’s what she believed was going to happen.”

Sandy shrugged.

“Did… did you see… mom didn’t make him wear a condom…”

Steven chortled. “That was pretty hard to miss.”

Sandy gave her brother a shove. “Yeah, kinda like it was hard to miss how hard you got seeing mom naked!”

Her brother blushed fiercely at her observation. “Well… I’m only human. And… mom is – well she’s a very sensual lady. Don’t tell me you didn’t get even a little bit excited, too?”

This time Sandy blushed. Steven gave her a playful shove. “You didn’t, didn’t you?”

“I just – “

“Admit it. You got excited, too.”

“I got excited, too.” Sandy whispered her reply.

From the master bedroom came the unmistakable sound of a male grunting in orgasm. They both stared at the wall not entirely sure who had made it. Steven hoped that his sister hadn’t noticed what was happening to the covers on his side of the bed.

“Sounds like someone’s excited in there.” Sandy said quietly.

“Sandy… you know he’s still our dad, and – what Nathan said at dinner – if dad is happy, and not being forced, then…”

Sandy shrugged again. “Do you think that mom and Mrs Long-Legs do it too?”

“I’m sure they do…” he answered honestly.

His sister lapsed into silence.

Steven turned to face his sister, gave her a peck on her forehead and went to put his arms around her. “It’s okay, we’re all human here,” he smiled.

Sandy hesitated at his open arms. “You aren’t still aroused now, are you?” she half joked.

“No,” he replied. “I took care of it when I got changed,” he grinned sheepishly.

“Eww! Well, no doing any of that in my bed tonight, big brother!” She finally accepted his embrace, and they held each other for a long moment.

Sandy took her headphones off finally and snuggled down under the covers, turning to face away from her brother. He also settled into the bed, before Sandy suddenly reached an arm back and hunted until she found his hand, and pulled on it until he moved closer to her. He cuddled up to his sister, though mindfully kept his waist at a distance so as to not rub up against her ass with his hard cock.

Laying there with his cute sister, in her bed, having just seen his naked, freshly fucked mother paraded around like a sex object, and then hearing his father perform just as wantonly in the room mere feet away, he couldn’t help but want to jerk his cock again, but his sister needed him to be a bigger man than that. As he drifted off to sleep he wondered what the next day would hold for them.

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When Sandy woke her bedroom was in total darkness. She had been dreaming. Even as the dream slipped away, she knew it had been an erotic dream. It must have been several hours at least since she had gone to bed with Steven. The first thing that she noticed was that he was no longer spooning her. The second thing she noticed was his gentle but persistent snoring. Not as loud as her father who she often heard through the wall, but the sound was so close to her, she siverek escort could tell Steven was laying on his back even though she couldn’t see him. The third thing she noticed was the moaning.

Not as obviously bombastic as earlier, she could hear her mother making consistent and persistent little gasps and gapes; Master, she surmised, must be having sex with her again. Unlike when she had been sitting listening in the living room, this felt very intimate. As she lay there in her bed listening to her brother’s snores, and her mother’s moans, every now and then she could also hear Master making noises of his own. Whatever they were doing, they were enjoying it together.

Sandy’s hand seemed to find its way into her pyjama bottoms of its own accord. She bit her lip as her fingers found just how wet her pussy was. The dream must have already excited her young body. Perhaps her subconscious had heard her mother and Master, she thought. Perhaps she wanted to be – like her mom? Wanted to be her mom, in the other room, right now, making those noises, the moans and groans; to experience the sensations Master was giving her mother. Could that be true? Her fingers seemed to think so, as she slowly started to circle around her clit, teasing herself, still mindful to not move the bed too much or make any noise as Steven continued to snore softly next to her.

She couldn’t seem to stop herself now even after chastising her brother earlier over the idea of jerking off in her bed. Yet now here she was, playing with her wet pussy, whilst laying next to her sleeping brother. What kind of a pervert was she becoming? Masturbating next to her twin brother! Her other hand casually roamed up her body and firmly squeezed her breast, making her shudder and tremble, biting her lip hard. Her mother’s moans were increasing, rising in tempo, and her own body seemed intent on keeping pace.

Two of Sandy’s fingers slid along her labia, coating themselves in her juices, before she buried them inside, forcing a gasp from her lips. As she started to finger herself, she chastised her pussy for the wet sounds it was making. Her palm started to grind on her clit. Sandy heard her mother’s moans change to a repeated mantra, “Yes, yes, yes,” and she instinctively knew that Master was driving her mom closer and closer. She could feel her own body getting closer too, hearing the sounds of sex so close, her pussy aching and throbbing as she quietly tried to bring herself to a climax in sync with her own mother.

Sandy’s body was tingling, on edge, as she heard her mother now begin begging for permission to cum. “Please Master! Please let me cum! Please!” her mother was begging. Sandy’s pussy was flowing down her thighs and ass, soaking her pyjama bottoms as she played with her horny body. She closed her eyes in the dark and imagined Master on top of her mom, just on the other side of the wall, her legs wrapped around him, his penis deep inside her. Sandy heard her mother continuing to beg and whimper for permission to come, begging him to cum deep inside her horny slave cunt.

Her mother seemed so desperate for his cock, so horny, Sandy couldn’t help but wonder what it must feel like. If her mother was enjoying herself so much – wouldn’t Sandy also enjoy feeling his cock inside her? Making her his sex slave too; his slut? Through the wall Sandy heard her mother say breathlessly, “Yes, i’m your slut, i’m your dirty little slut! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!” Sandy curled her fingers harder, pressing on her G-spot as she rubbed the base of her palm over her clit, her body tensing from head to toe.

Master’s voice came through the wall, “Cum for me, my slut,” and with that Sandy’s body started to shake, her fingers trembling, her legs tensing before her thighs gripped her hand tight, her pussy flooding more of her juices all over herself, her clothes and the bed. She couldn’t hold back a shuddering gasp of pleasure as the orgasm ripped through her body.

Beside her in the darkness Sandy heard a long guttural moan! She froze, and instantly realised she hadn’t heard her brother’s snores for some time. Had he just orgasmed too, in her bed, next to her? She didn’t dare move a muscle, trying hard to control her heavy breathing, hoping that feigning sleep would solve her situation. Yet as she lay there, all she could smell was the scent of her sex, her hand and thighs soaked by her pussy juices. But as she lay there, listening to her heartbeat, after a minute of silence, Sandy knew she could smell something else in the air. The funky smell that was ever present in her brother’s bedroom…

Had her brother experienced a wet dream in his sleep, or was he just as awake as she was right now, laying there in the darkness, having just masturbated with her?

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