Jemma cuddled up against me. Her firm, nineteen year old naked body felt good against my own. I loved Jemma. Of course I did. She was, after all, my sister. But for me, it was more. She was special, no doubt about that, and the fact that she was my sister, made it all the more difficult to put my feelings for her into context. I had fallen in love with her. I was in love with her and I knew that she had fallen, and was, in love with me as well.
"Jon, that was amazing." She said, leaning up to kiss me before snuggling back down and she sighed blissfully.
"Yes Jem, it was." I replied. "One of the best we've ever had I think." As we cuddled up in her bed, my mind wandered back, not for the first time, to how we had come to be lovers.
I had been out with two friends, Jack and Danny, at the Red Lion pub in the centre of the town where we lived. The Red Lion was one of two pubs that were in the square. The other was the Horse and Hounds which, after being bought by a nationwide chain, had been transformed into a pub aimed primarily at the younger end of the age demographic.
"Jon!" Dan shouted, as he entered the bar area from visiting the Gents, "Quick! It's Jemma!"
I was up in an instant and was right behind him as we left the pub and we sprinted across the square to where Jemma, and her current boyfriend Tyler, had been having a drink in The Horse and Hounds. They were outside and Tyler was being a total arse, shouting and shoving my sister and calling her all sorts of names.
Danny slowed as we got close, but I carried on at near full speed and I was seeing red! No-one treated women like that, especially my sister, and I grabbed him from behind and dragged him to the ground.
"What the fuck!" Tyler screamed, scrabbling to get back to his feet. "Who the fuck are you?"
"Your worst nightmare!" I hissed back. "Think you're big do ya'? Pushing women about?"
"Who the fuck are you?" Tyler screamed again as he finally stood up, and he readied himself to throw a punch but I stepped in close and grabbed his jacket and pulled him towards me till we were virtually touching face-to-face
"Her brother!" I said with an ominous tone.
"Her what?" Tyler said, his voice trembling and unsure.
"Her brother!" I repeated. "That's the last time you ever do that to her. You got me?"
Tyler didn't answer but pulled himself free and scarpered up the street and down a side street and thankfully, out of our sight.
I turned to Jemma who was standing behind me shaking like a leaf and I instantly went to her and took her in my arms. "You ok Jem?" I asked, trying to calm my voice for her benefit. Jemma just looked into my eyes and held on to me even tighter before she nodded.
"Let's get off the street." Danny said, nodding in the direction of the Red Lion, adding, "Be safer I think."
I agreed and, with Danny again leading the way, Jemma and I followed him into the pub with Jack and one or two older guys in attendance who had made their own way into the square after my sudden departure earlier.
It wasn't until we were home that Jemma felt it safe and private enough to tell me what had happened. Tyler, it became apparent, was getting frustrated at not getting his end away with my sister and had made his feelings more than known both inside and outside of the pub. I hated guys like him. His older brother, Tommy, was just as bad as him, probably worse in fact, and was one of those guys in my year at school who thought he was God's gift and women were only there for one thing.
"I'm proud of you Jem," I said soothingly. "You stuck to your guns. You'll know when the time is right. For you that is. And, not because he was demanding it."
Jemma was almost back to herself. "Thank you Jon. I don't know what could have happened if you hadn't been there." She paused as she reached out to grip my arm with a thanking gesture. "When I do finally have sex, it won't be with someone like him. I want it to be special, with someone I trust. A girl's first time should be special, don't you think?"
I nodded in agreement. It had been like that when me and Vicky Taylor had decided to have sex for the first time when her parents were away. I had loved Vicky, loved her a lot but her father, who was in the forces, had then been posted to the other end of the country shortly after and, even though we tried to keep our romance going, with the distance between us and lengthy absences between calls, it sadly came to an end. There had, for me in the three years since, only been two others that I had deep feelings for since Vicky. But, my feelings for them weren't matched by either Sue or Emma, and our relationships didn't last as long as I wanted, or hoped, they would be.
It must be said at this point, that my sister was beautiful. Sure, I was her brother but even so, I knew beauty when I saw it, and Jemma was stunningly beautiful. She took after our mother, Jackie, in both looks, mannerisms, and outlook to life. I cringed as I remembered both Jack and Danny, along with others in my year, referring to my mother as a MILF! And, as Jemma got older and more noticeable, I hated their lust-filled comments directed towards my beautiful sister.
"Why aren't you with someone Jon?" Jemma asked, breaking me away from my memories of Vicky, Sue and Emma. "I mean, you're quite, no, very, good-looking. All my friends at school thought so."
"Dunno." I shrugged. "Maybe, after Vicky and the others, I'm too, looking for that special someone." I smiled warmly into Jemma's now bright, blue eyes. "Not saying I've not had offers. Guess you have too Jem, as you're, well, stunning. But like you I guess, I want it to be special and not just meaningless, mechanical, and unemotional sex like Jack and Danny want, and occasionally, get."
"We're a pair aren't we?" Jemma said with a resigned edge to her voice. "I mean, look at us both. You're as handsome as a Greek God and I'm, well..,"
"Stunning!" I repeated, finishing her sentence.
"Am I?" She asked, adding, "If I am as you say I am, then why do I attract dickheads like Tyler?"
"Because of your beauty Jem. No more and no less. Not in their eyes anyway. They're like Magpies. They see something shiny and beautiful and they want to possess it. Own it. Keep it for themselves and keep you from attracting others. You are beautiful Jem. So very, very beautiful. They want to be with you because it makes them look good. 'Hey! Look at me! I've pulled this stunner! I must be God's gift!' they say more to themselves than anyone else." I paused and took Jemma's hands in mine. "But, they don't see you! The real you, that is. They only see the visible beauty, not the beauty you have inside of you." I paused, "Look, I know we could have gone off the rails after Dad left, you know, been rebellious and got ourselves into trouble. But we didn't, and that says a lot. We are special Jem. I mean that. I want you to meet and have someone special. You deserve nothing less. But, if there are only the Tylers of this world around, and I include Jack and Danny in that as well, then, like me I suppose, it's going to be a long and hard search for Mr and Mrs 'Special' to come along."
"I wish..," Jemma began, "I wish sometimes that you weren't my brother. I feel safe around you. You're the only one, except Mum, that sees me as me." She squeezed my hands tighter and her eyes bored into mine. "There was no way I was going to 'give it up' to Tyler. Or anyone like him. But..,"
"But what Jem?" I asked, suddenly feeling the sexual energy that had flooded the room, but trying, and failing, to ignore it.
"Mum is special Jon. You know that as well as I do. She has done so much for us even though it's been just her for the last ten years. She's savvy, but cautious. She, um, insisted, more as a precaution, that I go on the pill. She could see the attention I was getting whether I wanted that attention or not. So Mum wanted me to be, well, protected for when I finally met that special someone."
I thought of our mother, her compassionate and beautiful smiling face ever-present as we grew up, even though Dad leaving us for a younger woman from his accounts department, must have really hurt her. But, I hoped that now, as she was at our Aunt Julia's for the weekend, she had forgotten all about him and was having a lovely time with her sister. I thought too, of Aunt Julia, a year or so younger than Mum, but just as beautiful. So why, I thought, had she too, had to go through the pain of having her husband, Uncle Pete, leave her just like Dad had left Mum and that led me to also think of her daughter, our cousin, Janet. At least, I thought further, she had someone special in life. Well, she had the last time we spoke to each other.
"The pill?" I asked Jemma, bringing my mind back to this moment as I too, stared with love and compassion into my sister's eyes.
Jemma nodded. "Look, I'm just going to throw this out there, so please, don't get mad at me. I can't take anymore after tonight." She paused to put her thoughts in order. "It's just, we've both been looking for that special person. Looking and failing. Am I right?" I could only nod in reply. "But, I think, that special person is ... here. Right in front of us."
I gasped. Was she saying what I thought she was saying? What my ears had heard her say? "Jem, do you mean..?"
"Yes. I mean just that." Her eyes bored deeper into mine. "Why keep looking when the one we love, the one who loves us unconditionally, is already here. And Jon, I know you love me. Tonight proved that and I love you just as much. I meant what I said, I wish sometimes that you weren't my brother. You're, as I keep saying, special and you've already said that I am. To you anyway." She paused but didn't stop looking at me. "And, a girl's first time should be with someone she loves. Jon, please, make love with me."
"Jemma, we are..,"
"I know." She interrupted. "I know what we are, but that doesn't stop me loving you any less than I do now, or how I always will. It's you I want Jon. It's you I want, to show me how beautiful and wonderful sex is, and can be."
I sat rooted to my chair, unable to speak. She was right. I did love her but as I stared wide-eyed back at her, I began to see her, not just as my beautiful sister, but also as a beautiful and sexy looking young woman and, if she wanted me to be that special someone, the one to be the first to make love to her, then, despite my thoughts that it was wrong and we shouldn't, my defenses melted and I smiled at her as I nodded.
Jemma didn't smile back. Her face became serious and focused. However, her breathing suddenly became quick and shallow as hope and longing turned to need and lust. She brought her hands up to cup my face and she lent forward and kissed me fully on the lips. It was tentative at first, but became more urgent and passionate with each passing second. We broke for air and we each, using our eyes, searched each other's faces for any sign that we couldn't, or shouldn't, take this any further. There was none, and before we knew it, we were heading upstairs as Jemma led me by the hand into her bedroom.
We again kissed as we stood next to her bed and I slowly started, while waiting for any sign that she wanted this to stop, to pull her top up and over her head. I saw the swell of her breasts in the white, lace-trimmed bra she was wearing before we were kissing again. I would later learn that she was a C cup but now, at this moment, it was her and her first time that was my sole focus. I could feel my erection straining against the denim of my jeans, but it was Jemma and her needs that were taking all of my attention. For now anyway.
I unclipped her bra and without breaking our kiss, pulled it free for it to fall ungracefully to the floor. But, I could feel her now, very hard nipples, against my chest as we held each other tightly.
Finally, we again broke for air and I quickly stepped back to pull my own t-shirt over my head and to pull my jeans and pants down my legs. Jemma giggled as I nearly tripped over as I tried to pull one sock off at the same time but her giggling abruptly stopped when my hard cock sprung into her view and she gasped loudly when her eyes locked onto it. I quickly removed my other sock and I was now standing naked, and very aroused, before my beautiful, and topless, sister.
Without taking her eyes away from my hardness, she quickly slipped her own jeans down her shapely legs then, tearing her gaze away from my groin, looked deeply into my eyes as she slowly started to peel her knickers down before kicking them aside with a flick of her left foot.
"So beautiful." I said, with a loud whisper. "Jemma, you are so very beautiful."
"So are you Jon!" Replied Jemma, and we were soon on her bed in a tender embrace as our deep, loving, kissing resumed.
We both wanted this to be special. For me, because it would be her first time, but for us, because we were brother and sister. We knew it was, in many people's eyes, wrong. And, as Jemma's hand found my hard shaft and began to slide her hand and fingers along its hot length as I caressed and kneaded the firm globes of her arse, I for one, briefly thought of our mother and what her reaction would be if she ever found out.
Without even mentioning it aloud, Jemma and I knew that what we were doing and, I hoped, would do many times in the future, had to stay within our house, within these walls and, obviously, stay just between us. But now, we were making love, and my desire to give her what I knew she needed, became paramount in my mind.
I broke our kissing to lower my head to kiss and nibble her sensitive neck before lowering myself even further to take one of her hard nipples into my mouth.
Her hand left my cock to grip the back of my head as she sought to pull my mouth more fully onto her firm, heaving breasts and, as I sucked first one nipple, then the other, moved my hand between her thighs and along her now, very moist sex.
Jemma was moaning, sighing, purring, and groaning with sheer sexual euphoria as my mouth, hand, and fingers, caressed and excited her and she screamed moments later as her first cum, well, her first other than by her own hand I guess, exploded from deep inside her to spread to every part of her sexually charged body. I held and kissed her until her cum slowly began to subside.
"Nice?" I asked, my voice full of love and concern.
"Fuck! Yesss!" Jemma quietly hissed her reply, so I decided to give her more. My cock was throbbing and demanding attention, but I ignored it as best I could as I wanted to make Jemma's first time as special as I could possibly make it.
Again, I kissed, nibbled and licked my way down her gorgeous body and I paused for a moment to look at her cute, shaved, pussy before lowering my head and I delicately ran my tongue along her wet slit with caused more deep groans and sighs of pleasure to escape from my beautiful sisters mouth.
My last ex, Emma, had said I gave good head to a woman and, remembering her honest comments about my oral skills, gave Jemma my best and she was soon shaking and trembling as another huge orgasm swept over her in a tidal wave of pure pleasure.
I knelt between her legs, staring at her gorgeous pussy, as I held my cock by its base. I wanted, needed, to push it deep inside her. To feel her tight vaginal walls grip me like a vice. But, I knew, as it would be the first time a cock, any cock, would penetrate her and break her hymen, that it needed to be slow and gentle.
Jemma also, must have been thinking the same and, though I tried to hide my obvious concern and fear that it could, and probably would, hurt, she suggested that she should go on top. To begin with at least.
I was soon on my back, my hard cock pointing towards the ceiling, and I watched as Jemma got astride me and, taking hold of my cock by its base, placed it against her entrance.
Her eyes never left mine as she slowly relaxed the tension in her thighs and she began to sink down onto my length and she yelped quite loudly as her hymen was pierced for the first and only time. With a tear in her eye, she held herself still for several moments until the sharp pain inside her dissipated. Then, she slowly resumed her downward journey until she had me fully inside her.
"Jon, I've done it." She softly said. "I didn't - think it would feel this good. Thank you." She then grinned widely. "And, I didn't think I would get all of you in me! You are - big, Jon!"
I blushed even though Jemma wasn't the first to say that. I'm not one to boast and I don't make a habit of guessing the size of others. But, I only had what nature had given me and, if nature had decided to give me extra, then who was I to complain?
"Take your time Jem." I said, just as softly. "You decide the speed and depth. Use me Jem. I'm yours and only yours. Always!"
Jemma slowly started to raise and lower herself on me but was soon fucking me with more urgency. It was clear she was loving this. Loving being in control, especially for her first time. I hated the thought of what Tyler, or anyone else, would have done. I knew that they would only be interested in themselves and, not even for one second, care anything for how Jemma would feel or, for what she wanted.
Jemma was now fucking me with a fast, but steady rhythm, and she soon was screaming and bucking her hips as another powerful cum ripped through her body and, as her body pulsed and spasmed, she collapsed onto me, drawing in large lungfuls of air.
"Fuck me Jon!" She finally said once she had calmed, and she raised herself off of me to lay on her back next to me. I moved between her outstretching legs and slowly eased myself back inside her, shuffling a bit to make sure we were both comfortable.
Slowly at first, I began to move back and forth and Jemma just clung tightly to me as our passion increased. "Fuck me Jon!" Jemma repeated, "Fucking use me like I used you!"
I increased the pace and depth of my thrusts. I so wanted this to be special for her and her loud urgings were telling me that it was, indeed, as special as she had hoped, and dreamed, of it being. I was now ramming my cock in and out of my gorgeous sister and she was loving every wonderful second of our love-making. Of our fucking.
My own cum was fast approaching. "Fuck Jem! I'm gonna cum!" I shouted as, three or four deep thrusts later, I came, and spurt after spurt of my thick cream filled her and, as my pulsing cock excited the inner walls of her tight, hot, pussy, she too, experienced yet another cum as she felt my cum shoot deep inside her.
We held each other for quite a long time after I had withdrawn from her. We both needed to. What we had just done was indeed, special. But, we also knew that others, should they find out, see it as wrong and could, and would, make life very difficult. And we both included our mother in that. But there was no going back though. It had happened. We both had had sex with each other. It was incest, pure and simple. There was no way of saying otherwise.
But, as we looked into each other's eyes, it became clear that, even though there was some guilt, we loved each other and we knew that tonight would be just the beginning of a wonderful, loving, caring, and sex-filled, life together.
Our mother wasn't due to return until late Sunday afternoon, or possibly early evening, so Jemma insisted we make love as many times as we could. She was eager to explore everything and, when she gave me her first ever blowjob, swallowed all of my cum without a second's hesitation.
Now, here we both were, four months later, in her bed again after making wonderful love. I held her tightly as had become a norm for us. "Yes, Jem." I repeated. "That was definitely one of our best I think."
"It was. God! I love you. I love you so much!" She said, replying with a very happy sigh.
I love you too Jem. So much! I wish, like you, that it could always be - us." I said, kissing her gently on her lips.
"Then be together, always." Mum said, as she walked into the room. "If that's what you want my darlings."
Jemma shrieked, then screamed, and I, turning a bright red with shame and guilt, just stared wide-eyed as our mother walked slowly into the room. She was supposed to be out till late, meeting a work colleague for a meal in the pizzeria in town, but she was now here and we had, definitely, been caught out.
Deep down, we both knew that it was a possibility that we would eventually be found out. But, up till now, we had been careful and, even though we were both as horny as hell around each other, chose our times to make love carefully. But, it now seemed, not carefully enough.
"Sorry Mum. It's ..." I started to say, but I then noticed Mum's expression. There was no anger. She hadn't gone ballistic as I thought she would. She was showing only love and compassion for her two children as they lay naked together under Jemma's duvet.
"It's ok, my love's." Mum said soothingly, and she stepped further into the room before sitting on the edge of the bed alongside a deeply ashamed, and very tearful Jemma, adding, "It really is. So please, Jemma darling, don't feel ashamed for experiencing something special with someone who loves you." Mum then turned her head to look at me. "You do love her, Jon, don't you?"
"Yes Mum. Of course I do. More than anything."
"And Jemma, you love Jon just as much?" She then said, turning her gaze back to my slowly calming sister and, raising her hand, gently wiped away a tear from Jemma's face.
Jemma nodded. "I do Mum. I'm sorry. It's just..,"
"Ssssh," Mum soothed, "I know how difficult it has been for you both..,"
"Difficult?" I asked.
"Yes darling." Mum said, returning her gaze to me. "You are both extremely beautiful and I know, without you both saying as much, that you both get a lot of attention. Most I think, unwanted."
"Yes Mum. We do." Said a still tearful Jemma.
Mum paused but kept her calming smile on her face. "After 'he' left, your father I mean, I promised myself to give and show you as much love as I could. It was, after all, just us now. And, as I've said, you are both extremely beautiful and I'm sorry Jemma, but I really didn't like you seeing that Tyler. I could, I suppose, see only lust in his eyes. Nothing else."
"I know Mum," Jemma said, interrupting Mum. "I know that now. Jon - helped me when Tyler started to make his frustrations known in no uncertain terms."
"Thank you Jon." Mum said to me. "We are family and we are there for each other. We love each other and we do things to protect each other. We, um, 'share' - everything. Love, compassion and understanding. It's what families do. Well, what our families do anyway." 'Our families'?, I thought, but I remained silent as Mum continued. "But, I hope I've been a good mother to you both. I hope I've given you time and encouragement to be, and find, yourselves."
"You have Mum, so thank you." I replied, feeling quite choked at the love and compassion Mum was showing us both in abundance, despite the fact that her two children were naked and sexually involved with each other. But my mind, even as I was speaking, focused solely on one word that she had said andwhat she had seemed to emphasize. That one word was 'share'!
Jemma too, hadn't failed to notice the way Mum had said 'share'. "Mum," Jemma began, showing no signs now of her guilt and shame from earlier, "just how long has it been? For you I mean?"
"Too long my darling." Mum replied, and the sexual energy that I had first felt downstairs in the kitchen, before Jemma and I had made love for the first time, to me at least, seemed to flood, once again, into Jemma's bedroom. But, Jemma had felt it too, and before Mum or I said, or did, anything else, leaned forward to kiss our mother fully on her lips.
Jemma's face again showed the same seriousness and focus. Just as she had on our first night together and, before I could stop her, she whipped the duvet off of our naked bodies and she quickly bent down to take my cock into her mouth.
Mum sat and watched as her beautiful daughter pleasured her handsome son for a few moments. Her face had flushed slightly, but now, showed only love and longing. And lust!
I looked at Mum as my cock began to swell and grow in Jemma's mouth and I saw, for the first time, how truly beautiful she is. Jack and Danny, though I hated it, were right when they said Mum was a MILF. She was, indeed, very beautiful and very sexy.
Mum stood up and began to quickly undress. For her, her sexless years since Dad had left, were soon to become a distant memory. Mum was now standing naked before both Jemma and I and, despite her being forty-four, looked to us both as a woman easily ten or more years younger.
"You're gorgeous Mum!" Jemma said sexily, and I could only agree. And she was gorgeous. She had the same long, dark blond, hair as Jemma. The same gorgeous curves and, though her breasts were larger than Jemma's, but not by much, they still looked firm and amazing to my twenty-two year old eyes.
Jemma resumed her slow, sensual sucking as Mum crawled gracefully onto the bed to lay on the other side of me. Jemma, without speaking, offered my cock to our mother and she was soon taking me sensually and deeply into her mouth. Mum hadn't forgotten how to suck cock, but she had so missed feeling a hard cock fill her mouth and she hummed blissfully as she sucked up and down the full length of my large, and proud, member.
For the next several long minutes, Mum and Jemma took turns sucking me and I was glad that Jemma and I had so recently made love and I knew it would be a while before I would cum again. I relaxed deeply into the pillows as they each used their mouths on me but finally Mum, unable to contain her lust and need any longer, slipped my shaft from her mouth and moved above me.
Jemma seemed happy to take a back seat for the time being and watched as Mum sunk herself down onto my cock and she gasped and groaned loudly as she impaled herself on me. Mum then held herself still for a couple of moments as she savoured the feeling of having a cock deep inside her after all these years then, letting her feelings and needs burst forth, started to fuck me with energy and passion.
I reached up to take her large breasts into my hands, gently squeezing and kneading them and pinching her hard nipples with my forefingers and thumbs. Mum was in total ecstasy. Her fucking of me was now growing in intensity. She was lost now, in her own world of sexual gratification, and I was happy to let her be herself and use me just as she wanted and needed to.
Mum came, hard! Her screams of sexual bliss echoed off the walls and throughout the house but she kept on bucking and writhing, eager to prolong the wonderful feelings that were exploding from her neatly trimmed pussy to every part of her gorgeous body.
"Fuck! Oh God! Yessss!" Mum screamed again a few minutes later as another, equally powerful, cum washed over her. But, Mum wanted more, so she slipped off of me to lay on her back.
"Take - over - darling!" Mum panted, as her cum continued to flow throughout her body. "My legs - are - like jelly! Please darling, - keep - fucking - me!"
I was soon above her and I eased myself back inside our mother's silken pussy. She wanted, no, had pleaded, to be fucked so I decided to give her what she wanted. I paused to raise her legs over my shoulders then pushed myself forward, bending Mum almost double, before I started to fuck her with deep, fast, and forceful, thrusts of my hips.
Beside us, Jemma was busy playing with herself as she looked on, and had two fingers of one hand inside her as she used the other to rub vigorously at her sensitive clit.
Mum was sighing and moaning as I fucked her deeply. Her eyes were half-closed and her mouth slightly open as her head shook from side to side as the feelings spread from her pussy to excite every nerve ending in her sexy body. Mum came again just as Jemma also came, but I kept up my relentless fucking. Mum needed this, needed this more than she had realised, and I was determined to give her all I could to make our darling mother be the beautiful and sexy woman that she once, undoubtedly, was, and to both Jemma and I, was still.
"Cum - darling!" Mum panted and pleaded. "Cum! Fill - me!"
My deep and forceful fucking grew ever quicker and with two final deep thrusts, I tensed, then bellowed as my thick cum filled my mother's pussy.
"Yessss! Oh fuck!" Mum screamed as yet another, though not as powerful, cum washed over her and I withdrew to sit back on my heels and I drew in large gulps of air as sweat ran down my face after such a hard, but very enjoyable, fuck.
Mum just lay before me, her chest heaving after so many monumental orgasms but, my gorgeous and sexy sister wanted in and, shoving me to one side, was quickly burying her head between our mother's thighs to lick and suck all my cream from our mother's hyper-sensitive pussy.
Jemma had already told me she had been curious about having a girl-on-girl experience, and had even gone so far as to mention to me that she had had a thing, for a short while at least, for a girl in her class called Evie, but hadn't taken it any further than the deepest recesses of her dreams. Jemma also loved the taste of my cum!
"Oh fuck!" Hissed Mum, as she suddenly became aware of just who was using their mouth on her. "Oh my darling Jemma, I love you! I love you both!"
As Jemma continued her sensual, oral pleasuring of our mother's beautiful pussy, I looked down at my cum covered, still nearly hard cock, and I knew just where I wanted to put it. Moving around, I knelt next to Mum's head and put the tip of my cock against her lips.
"Open." I said, softly. Mum looked up at me with wide, lust-filled eyes and her lips parted to allow my cock to slide into her mouth. She replaced my hand with hers and, as Jemma licked and probed to get all my cum from Mum's pussy, Mum licked and slurped all over my cock as she sought to clean every last bit of my cum and her juices from my slowly re-growing member.
I knew I wouldn't cum again anytime soon but, with my cock back up to full mast, and with Jemma loving having Mum's pussy against her face, I moved behind my sexy sister and eased myself into her tight, hot hole. Jemma purred loudly as I slid fully inside her and Mum too, was purring loudly as Jemma continued with her now excellent, it seemed, oral pleasuring and Mum soon came again.
I held Jemma's hips as I slowly fucked her. This now, was only for Jemma. I had cum twice and I'd lost count of how many times Mum had cum, but I knew it had been only once so far for Jemma tonight and I was determined to make her cum again which, a few joyous minutes later, happened for her and she screamed loudly as her cum exploded from deep inside her.
Mum and Jemma slept together that night. Much as I would have loved to spend the night with Mum, I had to work the following morning. It was only till lunchtime but still, I had to be up reasonably early. Jemma and I had slept together a few times now, when Mum had stayed over at Aunt Julia's, and I knew that I would soon have my turn sleeping with Mum and was really looking forward to it.
I returned from work the following lunchtime and was promptly ordered by a sexually charged Jemma to take a shower as she wanted me to fuck her just as I had fucked Mum the night before.
"Make sure the windows are closed, my loves." Mum advised. "You can be - quite loud, Jemma!"
Mum left us to our fucking, saying she was nipping into town to get a few bits but, as I kissed her goodbye, I couldn't help but notice the twinkle in her eyes. Why, I thought as I climbed the stairs, has Mum got a twinkle in her eyes if she's just going to get some stuff in to cook our favourite meal? Which, incidentally, is Chicken Cacciatore.
Jemma was loving being bent almost double as we fucked and screamed her way through two intense orgasms before I to, came. It would become her favourite position and I, sure as hell, wasn't complaining. Sure, we would also fuck each other lovingly and sensually and it would be the same for Mum.
But, back to today and the reason for the twinkle in Mum's eyes became apparent soon after dinner as she introduced both Jemma and I to the wonderful world of anal. Mum, it turned out, loved having her arse fucked and over time, so would Jemma. But, when her turn came that night, she was understandably wary.
"Will it hurt Mum?" She asked, her eyes glued to my large, throbbing cock.
"Yes, my darling." Mum honestly replied with a soothing tone. "At first anyway. But, I will be here to help you, prepare you and guide you. Guide both of you. All you have to do, and must do, Jemma, is relax. I'm sorry darling, but if you're tense, it will hurt."
Jemma did yelp quite loudly as the head of my cock penetrated her heavily lubed anal ring for the first time in her life. Mum's gentle coaching, together with her undying love, definitely helped both Jemma and me, but especially Jemma. I loved Jemma so much. I didn't want to hurt her, ever! We took it slow, really slow, and I agreed with Mum that Jemma should be the one to say when she was ready to be properly arse-fucked.
Sunday's, so I'm told, are meant to be the day of rest. But rest was the last thing on our minds and we sucked, licked, and fucked each other for most of the day. We loved each other, but we were loving the new-found sexual freedom as well.
Mum relished being fucked, being made love to, by both Jemma and me. Dad leaving the way he did definitely hurt her. It hurt us all, but it especially hurt Mum. We were now here for each other and not just for sex.
As late afternoon turned to evening, Mum took a call from Aunt Julia as Jemma knelt in front of me, once again, sucking my cock back to life in readiness for her to mount me and fuck me as I sat naked on our sofa.
Jemma was soon riding me slowly. We all had fucked, and fucked hard, during the day but now, we both needed it to be slow and sensual. As Jemma and I made slow love with each other, I thought more of Aunt Julia and our cousin, Janet. Both were similar, quite similar in fact, to Mum and Jemma in both looks and body shape. As I've said, Aunt Julia is just over a year younger than Mum and Janet, who was born between me and Jemma, would soon be twenty-one.
We were kissing deeply as Mum returned from the kitchen after talking with Aunt Julia and, to me at least, was looking quite sheepish and guilty.
"Everything ok Mum?" I asked as Jemma's fucking of me slowed slightly.
"Hmmm! Maybe." She replied, but before either Jemma or I could probe her further, she added, "I've, erm, invited them over next weekend for, well, you know, what you two are doing right now."
Jemma stopped and sat motionless on top of me. "Really?" She asked, unable to take in what Mum had just said. "Really? You mean, they know? About us I mean?"
Mum nodded. "With your Aunt and me, since, well, we were left alone, it has, maybe, been on the cards. We haven't yet, but we both really want to. But, more than anything, Julia needs to be fucked! I'm sorry darlings. I had to tell someone and Julia was the only one I could tell. You're not upset with me are you?"
"And Janet wants in as well?" Jemma asked, still sat impaled on my cock which twitched and throbbed as the thought of fucking Janet and my gorgeous Aunt Julia filled my mind. "I thought she was seeing someone. Kyle I think she said." Jemma added.
Mum shook her head. "Been over for a while so Julia told me. But darlings, would you both be ok for them to also be a part of, and enjoy our, erm, playtimes?"
"Yes!" Said Jemma excitedly. "I can't wait to get my head between Janet's legs! Or Aunt Julia's come to that! They're both gorgeous!"
"And you Jon? Would you like to fuck Julia and Janet as well?" Mum asked me.
"I'd love to Mum. As Jemma said, they're both gorgeous, and sexy. But..,"
"But what darling?" Mum asked.
"Mum," I began, "all of you, all four of you, are so fucking beautiful! But, there's only one of me!"
Mum leaned closer to kiss me soothingly. "We know. And, well, we'll all be kind to you..,"
"Take turns?" A very excited Jemma asked as she started to fuck me again with more urgency.
"Jem! I'm not a tool that can be passed around for you all to use whenever you feel like it!"
"I know my love. Sorry. But I can't wait! So, keep quiet, think of Julia and Janet, and of Mum and me, and let me fuck you till we cum!"
The End.