When I first started reading stories dealing with incest, I
didn't think I could muster the guts to write about the experiences
I had with my mother and sister. After just reading a few more, though
I feel different; so here it goes!
It was during the middle fifties, and we were living in Okla-
homa at the time. My father sharecropped a small farm that my sister
and I hated because we had to help out every single chance we had free.
My sister, Karen, and I felt we were being cheated out of our fun, so
we goofed off every chance we had.
There was a small stream that ran close by, and every chance we
could manage, we would strip to our undies and dive in. Karen was a
few years older than I, so I would try not to stare at the furry mat
between her legs when her panties would get wet and cushion against
her mound.
I stared a little too long one day as we were playing in the
water, and suddenly, I felt my cock start to swell. I had a pretty
big cock that was fairly thick and was hard to hide. It was hard to
hide even limp when I wore certain pants.
My sister made some crack about me being part horse, and I
retorted with something. Before long we were pushing each other, and
the pushing turned into shoving, and then we were wrestling in the
water. I ran out to a sandy knoll, and I thought we were through
horsing around. But Karen wasn't, and she climbed on top of me as she
pinned my arms to the ground.
Her wet panties were resting atop my pelvis, and I could feel
the warm moons of her ass rest on my balls as we lay there panting
from the horsing around in the water. There was a moment as we both
relaxed when she straddled my waist, that I became very conscious that
my hard-on under my shorts was positioned straight up against her
pussy. The head of my cock was resting on my navel.
I was so comfortable that I didn't realize that the head of my
cock was hard and throbbing out the waistline of my shorts until my
sister looked down between us. I thought it was her panty hem that
was bruising the head of my throbbing cock, and that's why I hadn't
noticed my exposed cock.
As I looked down between us, I raised myself up and Karen
looked, too. She said something like, "Oh, no," and then it was an
entirely different thing altogether. We locked eyes for a moment, and
then my sister started rocking her body on top of me and sliding her
ass and pussy all along the length of my cock. For a moment I had a
guilty feeling, but I looked up from our pubic areas to her eyes and
I saw that they were closed as she rocked her head in lusty circles.
My cock was being scraped raw by the panty cloth and hem and
the top of my waistband. I tried to free my hands from her grip, but
she was too strong. My blood circulation was being cut as I felt my
arms going numb. Karen wasn't saying a word, and neither was I. We
were just dry-fucking each other over our underclothes.
When my sister started going faster, I was the first one that
spoke up. I said, "You're bruising my cock with your panties." She
stopped, and we both looked down between us. The elastic waistband of
my shorts was rolled down, and her panties were very wet as her hand
reached between us to touch my curved, fiery-red cock.
Without a word, Karen lifted up and shoved the panty crotch
cover aside, and she placed my cockhead to her furry pussy. I didn't
know a damned thing about fucking so I just started humping up. I felt
my cock hit a hot, tight, resisting wedge, and it felt so good that I
gave it an extra-hard shove. I felt a little tightness, and then it
parted, and my cock went part-way into a very hot, tight moist place.
She said, "Yikes," or something, and I broke my hands loose
from her grip. I grabbed my sister's hips and turned into a wild
animal as my cock wedged deeper into her. I felt her pussy tighten
around my cock as I kept thrusting into her. She flattened her body
on top of me, and I just drove my cock in as deep as I could.
I don't know if she rolled me on top of her, or I rolled on
top, but I suddenly found myself on top of her, and then I started
spurting and gushing inside of her, over and over, as we both groaned
and moaned. My sister had her arms around my neck, and I swear I
thought she was going to break it, she was gasping so hard.
My spurts and gushes started to slow down, and I just lay on
top of her as we eventually went limp. I started to relax so much
that I was almost asleep when she shook me and told me to get off of
her. My cock made a wet, sucking noise as it came out of her tight
wedge. I had just fucked my first female, and it had been wonderful.
*
The next day we went to the same area, and we worked for a
while, weeding some turnips. When I tried to horse around with her,
she wouldn't have anything to do with me. All that week we worked in
the same area, and I couldn't get another rise out of her. After
having fucked for the first time, I was more than ready for my next
one. I didn't care about her being my sister. By then I just wanted
to have that feeling of my cock spurting in her pussy again.
Karen didn't bring up the subject until a few days later. We
were working in a different part of the farm, when she said out of the
blue, "I got my period today."
I said, "So what?" I didn't know what it meant to her. She
said, "Dummy, that means I didn't get pregnant after what we did the
other week." I was so jolted by the whole thing that I didn't know
what to say.
I had completely forgotten any fear of pregnancy because I
thought Karen had just not wanted to fuck anymore with me. I had been
jacking off every night after our first fuck and thought that that had
been the end of it.
But after that, things went a little smoother. We started
fucking with rubbers which my sister bought at the drugstore for me.
We only had one more scare -- once when the rubber burst as we were
fucking one day standing up behind the chicken coop. After a few days,
she came back happy again and told me that there was nothing to worry
about.
However, after awhile, my sister went to live with my aunt
because she was laid up with some ailment. My father also planted the
new crop and found a job in town while the crop developed. Sometimes
he would stay away for days on end. It was during the winter, and with
very little money coming in, my mother would try to save by heating up
the house and then turning the heater off.
One day when my father was away, she told me to sleep with her
to save on the heater use. I didn't want to because I had been jacking
off in a steady way every night since Karen had been gone. After a
while I reluctantly agreed. The first few nights I went to bed before
she did, and always took a little rag to wipe myself off after I jacked
off.
*
The fourth night I will always remember for the rest of my
life. My mother made me help with the dishes and held me there with
her until she went to bed. I didn't have a chance to jack off, and I
didn't want to do it in the bathroom because I had never liked jacking
off standing up.
As usual, my mother placed a small bedroll between us as we lay
under the bed covers. I tried to jack off on the sly after I thought
she was asleep, but she woke up and said in the dark, "Are you rest-
less?"
I answered, "No," and went to sleep with sore balls.
Sometime later that night when I was not quite awake, but yet
I was not asleep, I came conscious of my mother's back against me. The
bedroll was no longer between us, and my mother's behind was nested in
my pelvis as we both lay facing in the same direction. In that
Twilight Zone-state, I became aware that my cock was swollen, and it
was touching my mother's ass-moons very lightly.
I couldn't help it, I just automatically put my free arm around
her and I guess I faked a snore, just in case she was awake. By then
my cock was throbbing and jumping like a heart against her ass buns.
I kept faking my snores for a while and then the unforgettable started
to happen. I felt my mother fumble with her sleeping gown, as she re-
moved my hand from around her waist.
I could tell that she didn't want to wake me up as she kept
fumbling with her sleeping clothes. After awhile, she sat up just for
a moment in bed, in the dark, and then lay down again. She faced me,
just for a moment, as I continued to fake my snores.
Shocked, I then watched her search for my shorts waistline and
pop my buttons open.
Thereafter, my mother tugged on my shorts to slide them down
off my body. I helped a little by snoring and moaning as I turned to
allow her to remove my shorts. When she had removed them as far as my
ankles, she placed her foot between my legs and I relaxed as she pushed
them off with her foot. She lay down sideways, facing away from me,
and then very slowly started inching her body toward mine as I kept
faking my snores.
My mother inched her body so slowly that by the time her bare
skin touched the trunk of my cock I could feel my cock oozing its sex
fluid. When my cock was lined up between her buns, she just kept
sliding her body higher as I snored and tried to slide my body down on
the bed sheets to help her. When she finally slid as high as she could
and I as far down as I could, the head of my cock fell, throbbing, just
below the roundness of my mother's buns. I could feel the tickle of
her pussy's coarse hair.
Then she did a very strange thing; she started to bend forward
as far as she could as she opened her legs. I felt her hand cup the
head of my cock. I felt her thumb rub the open hole, soon oozing as
she started to wet her pussy lips with her fingers from my cum. I bent
and arched my body forward, and she made one quick motion and slipped
the head of my cock into her hot, comfortable nest.
I quit faking my snores then and reached around her waist and
rolled on top of her. There was no resistance like I had had with my
sister. This was just good, comfortable, sweet fucking. I heard my
mother gasp, "Oh, you're so sweet, baby; give it all to me," as she
bounced me on her backside.
I found out the difference between a real woman and a girl like
my sister who didn't know how to throw her ass around as we fucked. My
mother turned sideways as I lay on top of her and placed one leg be-
tween both of mine and one across my stomach, and I felt my cock go in
all the way to my balls. She said, "God, baby, you have a good-sized
cock," as we just groaned and gasped in the dark.
After I came in her, we lay very quietly, connected for a long
time as her pussy kept milking my cock, something my sister didn't know
how to do. When my cock became hard again, we fucked some more - until
my balls had no more cum in them. She repeated milking my cock with
her wonderful pussy, and after I was through, she said, "Let me get up
and douche. My, you sure had a lot of cum in those big balls."
After she came back, the sun was up already and she sat down by
the bed. My mother told me that if she had known how big my cock was,
she would have "broken" me in before then. She said that she had been
afraid of frightening me.
She went on to tell me that she had raised the subject lightly
with my father, and that he had laughed at her, so she never brought it
up again. So, for that reason, she said I should be sure and never
tell him about breaking me in. She also told me that she was going to
try and tell my sister to let me break her in. I laughed, and told her
that Karen and I had already started fucking about a month before she
went to stay with my aunt.
My mother scolded me, telling me never to say "fucking" because
only dogs "fucked" -- humans "comforted" each other. She was also
concerned about me possibly making my sister pregnant. She told me
that if I ever needed "comforting", I should come to her, because I was
liable to get Karen pregnant. But she also told me that if Karen and I
ever did do it again, we should always use rubbers