The sound of the door opening brought me awake, pulling me from a dream in which I had relived the last few moments with Lisa, my sister.
"Everything okay in here, hunny?" I hear mom's voice. "I heard you moaning, so thought I would check up on you."
"I'm good, mom, I Just started having another dream. Thank you."
Mom enters my room, and by the moonlight streaming through my window I can see that she is wearing the same transparent camisole she wore the other night. My cock, already stiff from the dream, stiffens more at the site of her, causing another moan to escape my lips. She moves quickly to the side of the bed and sits down, placing her hand on my leg.
"Do you--" She pauses to swallow, "Do you need some help, again?" Her hand begins to rub up and down along my blanket covered leg, sending chills up my spine. Despite what I have done with my sister and even what my mom has done for me, I'm still nervous.
"I dunno. I think I'll be fine, but thanks, mom. I love you."
"Nonsense!" She yanked back the covers, revealing the large tent in my boxers. "See, look at that. Just give me a couple minutes, and we can have that taken care of."
She began to tug at my boxers, and I resigned myself to her care. Lifting my hips, my boxers were soon around my ankles, and my erection in mom's ever so talented hands. She smiled at me, as one of her hands cupped my balls, and the other one slid up and down my shaft.
"Just relax, hunny. I'll have you taken care of in no time." Something must have dawned on her. "Damn, I should have brought lotion in with me." She glanced around the room, but didn't see anything she could use for lube. "Hmm, guess I have no other choice." Her head dropped to my lap, and suddenly I found my cock surrounded by mom's warm, wet mouth. Her hand continued to slide along my cock, while her tongue worked wonders on the head of my penis.
"Ahhh!" I moaned loudly, overwhelmed with bliss. I've had a few blowjobs in my time, but none, and I mean NONE, compared to what mom was giving me now. Her head began to bob up and down, and soon I found I was in the back of her throat. She pulled up, gasping for breath, and I could see that my cock was lathered with her saliva, a large string of it still connected to her lips. Her hand went into overtime, jacking my slathered cock, and making me pant and moan in ecstasy. This was better than some sex I had had!
Her head dropped back down, and I felt that familiar churning, letting me know I was close. "Mom, I'm... I'm... About--" she must have known what I was going to say, because if it felt good before, it was fantastic now as she redoubled her efforts, bobbing, sucking, and deep-throating me.
My balls tightened, and I emptied a massive load down mom's throat. "ahhhahhhhhhahhhhhhhhh!" I moaned loudly, unable to hold back, and thrusting my hips up into her eager, sucking mouth. Finally, exhausted, I calmed down, and watched as mom lifted her head, and looked at me. To my large surprise, she blew a cum bubble, then slurped it back up and swallowed the load. If I hadn't already had two great orgasms tonight, I have no doubt the site of her doing that would have revived me to full mast.
"Wow, mom... Just... Just wow! You truly are the best! Thank you." I said with heartfelt emotion.
"Not bad for your girlfriend, huh?" She asked with a wink, referring to our little date before. "I must say the taste is improving." She gave me a peck on my cheek, and I stopped her before she left.
"Mom, are you sure there is nothing I can do to repay all you have done for me?"
"You already are, hunny. You do it with the way you treat me." She winked and smiled, then pulled my boxers up, followed by my blankets. Giving me another peck, she turned and left the room, my eyes locked on her swaying ass.
I don't know when it happened, but at some point I had resigned myself to this delicious incestuous love.
* * *
I awoke bright and chipper as the sun came up. Not usually a morning person, I was surprised to wake in such a good mood, until the events of last night played through my head. I whistled a tune as I walked from my room, and saw Lisa sitting at the table. When she looked up at me, I winked and gave her my best smile, and laughed as she actually blushed. Who had seduced who last night?
Without saying a word to me, Lisa got up and poured a bowl for me. "How are you feeling this morning?" I whispered as I sat next to her.
"I'm really sore, but don't you dare apologize." She finally looked at me, and there was no mistaking the determination in her eyes. "I don't regret any of it."
I kept smiling at her. "Nor do I, sister. Nor do I."
I sat contentedly while Lisa fed me, and then watched TV while she finished getting ready. Just as she was heading out the door, I gave her a passionate kiss, and bid her a good day.
Mom was just walking out of her room yawning, but still wearing the see-thru camisole, as I sat back down at the TV.
"Is there anything you want to do today, hunny?" She asked as soon as she spotted me.
"Oh, you know..." I said jokingly with a wink, and overtly checked out her body. She smiled and posed for me, and there was no way I could deny that mom was HOT!
"Is your sister gone?" She asked, walking over to me. I nodded, and she began pulling down my shorts.
There was a knock on the door, and mom jumped up, and backed away. I shuffled my hips to get my shorts back on, and by the time I did, mom had grabbed a bathrobe, and wound it around her sexy frame. "Who could that be?" I wondered, and we both went to answer the door.
The woman on the other side was a very attractive redhead, and by the looks of her belly, ready to give birth at any moment.
"Amber!" My mom greeted her, "Come in, and take a load off. You know you really shouldn't be walking around this late in the pregnancy!"
Amber allowed herself to be guided into the front room, where only moments before I had been about to get another great blowjob. I quickly dismissed the thought from my head as I watched amber walk. Despite her bulk, she had a smooth grace to her that was undeniable.
"Forgive me," my mom said, flustered, "I should introduce you. Amber this is my son, Jason. Jason, this is one of John's girlfriends that I told you about." I was slightly shocked to hear her referred to as only 'one of John's girlfriends," But Amber didn't seem to mind, so I ignored it.
"Nice to meet you," I said, extending my hand. She took it and nodded, and I enjoyed how soft and delicate her hands were.
"We were thinking of having a BBQ tomorrow, and wondered if you cared to join us?" Amber asked.
Mom looked to me for a second, "Do you feel up to that, hunny?"
I just nodded. Who was this John fellow, to be able to get not only three girlfriends, but one as cute as this redhead as one of them?
I offered to escort Amber back to her place, but both women laughed at the notion, what with my arms and all. "What was the deal with that lady, yesterday?" Amber asked at the door. Until this point, I had completely forgotten about Jenny.
"She was my crazy ex," I say with a self deprecating laugh.
After mom walked Amber home, she asked about Jenny. I just told her that she had come over, trying to get back with me, I refused and broke it off, and she flipped out.
"Well, according to Amber, she has a rather vulgar mouth. You can do better than her, hunny."
"Like you?" I said, and tried to give her a quick kiss on the lips, but she was too fast for my broke self, and easily dodged.
"What has gotten into you, lately? I swear, sometimes I don't know if you take more after your dad, or me."
"Crap!" I cursed, as the conversation about Jenny sparked a memory. I still needed to sign those documents at my apartment. "I just remembered something I need to do today, if you can drive me there, mom."
"Of, course, hunny," she readily replied. I explained everything (except the sex), as we were driving to my apartment. "You made the right choice in getting rid of her, son," Mom said, as soon as I finished. We arrived at my apartment complex soon after, and I went straight to the manager's office.
I knocked on the door and an attractive, slightly older, bleach blonde, answered the door. Her hair was tied up in a tight bun, and as usual for her, she looked like she had just bitten into sour grapes. On her nose sat a small pair of glasses, which made her eyes look almost beady. If it weren't for the fact that I always paid rent on time, and never caused any problems, I am certain she would have found some reason to evict me. Not that she has ever been rude, just that I had heard that she was quite the hard-nose when it came to managing this place. I am still somewhat uncertain why she was willing to give me time to sign these documents against Jenny.
"Sarah? Is that YOU?" My mom asked as she entered the room, and I looked at her in surprise. Mom knew my apartment manager?
"Diane?' Came the shocked reply. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm taking care of my son while he recovers. I didn't know you lived in town." Mom replied.
"Jason is your son? Hmm." Sarah's manner slowly began to change, as she loosened up around my mom. Several times I was sure she was going to say something, then would stop, look at me, and say something benign. What would have been only a 30 minute signing of papers (which was awkward with the casts), took more than an hour, as they caught up on current events.
Sarah then showed us the apartment, and told me to document anything that was missing. Mom and Sarah continued to chat while I walked through my small apartment. A lamp was broke, and that was about it. Apparently after she became violent here, she was booted from the premises before she could do any further damage. I even found a bag of her stuff that she had packed, but hadn't taken with her.
"Oh, son! I invited Sarah over to dinner this weekend, hope you don't mind." Mom told me as soon as I re-entered the front room.
Mind? Why would I mind if my stuck-up, prude of an apartment manager came to dinner? What I said, though, was, "Sure. That'd be nice." I then noticed that Sarah had let her hair down? I have never seen her with her hair anything but in that tight bun, and I had to admit she was rather attractive this way.
After a bit more chat, Sarah finally let my mom go, and we drove off.
"So how do you know my apartment manager?" I ask. All through their chatting, I never did quite catch how they knew each other.
Mom looked at me out of the corner of her eye for a moment, before replying. "We met in college." When nothing else was said, it made me even more curious, and I just stared at mom, making it obvious I wanted more of an answer.
After a couple minutes of staring, I could see mom was getting fidgety. "Oh, all right! I guess after what we've done, it shouldn't bother me if you knew. In college we were girlfriends. "
"But I thought you dated dad all through college...?"
"Uh, yes... Um, er, rather, you see, it was different back then. The truth is we were both your dad's girlfriends... The three of us dated each other."
I sat in shocked silence for a moment. I never knew my mom might swing both ways. It was honestly a turn on. And my dad had both of them? I couldn't believe it!
"That is HOT, mom!" I exclaimed, seeing her face had gone red, and wanting to get her to relax. "Will you tell me about it?"
"Oh, hunny. You don't want to hear about your old mother's sexual past." She said, chiding me.
"But I do! And quit with the old stuff! You're my girlfriend, remember? Young and gorgeous."
Mom placed her hand on my knee and gave me her dazzling smile. "Okay, hunny, but you can't tell your sister!"
* * *
Sarah and I were stumbling back from a party, when we got back to David's apartment. He had told us he needed to study, which was the only reason I went without him. He had a big test the next day, and he was always a smart man. We were a bit surprised to find him still awake, however when we got there.
"What are you doing up, mister?" I asked. I only ever called him 'mister' like that when we were drunk.
"He must have known that two hot women were coming to his place, and stayed up for us," Sarah said, swaggering into the bedroom where David had been doing his studying, and sitting on the edge of the bed.
David's face split into a smile. I knew that he liked when the two got drunk together. He usually saw some extra skin when that happened. Not that much more ever happened. He had mentioned a threesome once to me, and been told that it would never happen.
"If you study too much, your brain will rot!" I said as I walked over and gave Dave a long kiss. He could probably taste the alcohol on my breath.
"Where's my kiss?" Sarah asked Diane. They often made out when they were drunk too. David always liked watching, but I knew he also wished he could be a part of it.
David answered Sarah before I got a chance to. "You need to come over and get one, if you want one!" Sarah looked at him for a second, a little surprised. She knew that Dave would never cheat on me, and he had never made a comment like that before.
"Yeah," I boldy put my own two cents in, "I know how to treat a man. I went to him for a kiss. You have to, too."
"Oh yeah? Well, I just might!" But Sarah didn't move for a second. She didn't want to cross any lines, and lose our friendship.
When no one said anything different, Sarah got up, and leaning slightly as she walked, approached David. I couldn't help but smack her lightly on the ass as she passed, saying only, "Kiss her good, Mister!"
David took the challenge, and stood to meet Sarah. He pulled her into his arms, and bent her back like in the movies. He looked deep into her drunken eyes, and then slowly began to kiss her. At first it was just lips to lips, but then he got daring when she didn't pull away, and touched his tongue to her lips. Her reaction surprised him, as her mouth opened, and she aggressively attacked his tongue with hers. I could tell he was getting hard by the bulge forming in his pants, as he made out with the beautiful woman in his arms. I was surprised to find that I wasn't jealous about him kissing her. He broke off the kiss, and brought her back upright.
Both of them stared at each other, wondering what thoughts were going through the other's head, when I broke the silence. "That was SO hot! David, I'll be honest, I thought I was going to get jealous, but watching you kiss her has made my pussy really wet!" I always did enjoy talking dirty to him.
David had to know she was telling the truth. I was always horny, trying to get into his pants at all hours of the day and night.
"Well, I'd better get going then," Sarah said hurriedly, her face still flushed from the kiss, and her emotions scrambled. "I don't want to be in your way." She tried to get out the door, but I stood in her way.
"Believe me," I told her, "you won't be in the way." Before Sarah could say anything, I pulled her in for a passionate kiss. Sarah held back for only a second, before our tongues began to swirl, and I felt her arms surround me.
I waved David over, and he approached, probably wondering what I had in mind. As soon as he was in reach, I grabbed him, and pulled his face to ours, creating a three-way kiss. This was something they had never done, and while I found it really awkward, we thoroughly enjoyed it. The three tongues moved back and forth, finding one set of lips, then another, in a constant struggle to experience everything at once.
I felt David grab my ass, and moaned at the same time Sarah did into our kiss, and I knew that he was groping her ass too.
This time it was Sarah that broke the kiss, backing away quickly. "I'm sorry. I have to go," she told them, her face red, eyes wild, and breathing heavily. "I can't trust myself to behave if I stay any longer."
Again, I blocked her way, not wanting the woman to leave. "Then stay and misbehave," I said. I brought my hand up to Sarah's face and cupped her cheek and whispered, "I want you here." I then reached down, and grabbed Sarah's hand, pulling it up and placed it over my heart.
"Your heart is beating hard!" Sarah said. "Are you sure?"
I nodded that I was, and then Sarah turned to David. David in turn looked back to me, not believing his luck. When I said nothing, David did the only thing he could think to do. He told the truth.
"Sarah, you are beautiful, sexy, and if I weren't so in love with Diane, I would have fallen for you long ago."
Sarah seemed to melt, and then started crying. David went to her, likely thinking that he had said something wrong. Pulling her into his arms, she laid her head on his chest, and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him in a large hug. "I have been in love with you both for a long time, but never knew how to tell you. You are both my best friends, and I never wanted to lose that."
She lifted her face from David's chest, and I could see that her tears weren't ones of sadness, but rather true joy. Seeing his face full with emotion, he leaned in, and kissed her tenderly. The kiss was soft and tender this time, rather than ardent, but looked all the more wonderful for it. When the kiss ended, David let me pull her away.
"I never thought I would be into women, but you are my best friend, too. I would do anything for you, and if that isn't love, then David and I are in trouble, because I feel the same way for him as I do for you." Their kiss too was tender and loving, but quickly turned fervent as my hands began to roam her body.
David sat back at his desk, enjoying the scene, as both women began to grope each other. Every other time David had watched us kiss, we had kept it strictly PG rated; kissing, but nothing else. This time our hands moved freely over each other's bodies, seeking what pleased the other, and getting our answers in the forms of moans and sighs of pleasure.
Sarah was the first to go for the crotch, lifting my dress to get to my wet pussy. She broke the kiss immediately after. "Diane, your panties are soaked!" She said in shock. David knew how wet I could get, and also knew that I had to sometimes change my panties two or three times a day, depending on how horny I got, and if David was around to help me with it.
I moaned, as Sarah pressed her hand against my soaked panties, and began to rub. I stepped back, and quickly removed my dress and panties.
"You shave down there?" Sarah asked.
"Of course! David likes it that way."
Hearing his name, David got up from his seat, and walked over to us. Sarah had gotten down on her knees for a closer look, and began to touch my bare pussy. "How does it feel to have it shaved?" She asked.
"It is more sensitive," I replied, then gasped as Sarah found my clit.
"I've never shaved mine, and never even thought about it, but yours looks so sexy and bare like that. I love it."
"David likes to shave mine. He--" I shuddered. "He does a great job as you can see."
Sarah turned to look at David and was taken aback to see him right next to her. She had been so absorbed in my pussy, she hadn't noticed anything else.
"Would you...?" was all she said, before David went to bathroom and got everything he needed.
Sarah unbuttoned her pants, and lay on the towel I set on the edge of the bed. He put some shaving cream in his hands, and lathered it up. Looking to Sarah's pussy, I couldn't even see the outer lips through all the hair. I could, however, smell the unmistakable scent of a woman extremely turned on. He applied the lathered cream to her crotch, making sure to work it in all the way to her skin. I loved when he did that for me, and knew what Sarah must be feeling. She groaned as he rubbed, and even began gyrating her hips. Knowing that I never let him do this too long, because it turned me on too much, he pulled out the straight edge razor his dad had given him for graduating high school, and got to work.
It took longer than usual because of all the extra hair, but when he was done, I could see Sarah's juices leaking from her vagina. Deciding that he may as well give her the full treatment he gives me, he wiped off the remaining shaving cream with a towel, and dove in for a taste. Sarah's legs locked around his head as he began lapping up her juices. My mouth watered as I watched him, and I wondered if there was any difference in taste between her and I.
As David began working on her, I quickly stripped off my clothing, and then pulled off his pants. His cock sprang free, all 6 1/2 inches of it, thick as a 2 inch PVC pipe, and just as hard, only to be trapped immediately after by Diane's warm, wet, mouth. Sarah began screaming her pleasure, as I worked his cock deeper into my throat, and soon I could hear him moaning into Sarah's cunt.
I mouth moved away from his cock, because I could sense he had been coming close to blowing, and I wanted this night to last. I pulled him from Sarah's pussy, and he noticed for the first time that both women were completely naked. His shirt soon hit the floor.
Sarah and I had moved all the way onto the bed, while David had finished undressing, and Sarah was sitting on my face. I had tasted myself off of my own fingers before, and sometimes when I kissed David after he had been licking my pussy, but Sarah did taste different, but in a good way. Sarah's screamed were muffled this time, by her slender legs. Her large breasts heaved on her chest as she screamed in ecstasy at my ministrations. Apparently I was just as good with women as I was with men.
David decided he had watched long enough, and jumped on the bed, getting between my legs. He began to rub his cock up and down my soaking pussy. She had never in their years of dating and screwing, been this wet. He let out a sigh as he sank his thick cock to the hilt with ease. With his left hand he began fondling my breasts, paying special attention to my sensitive nipples, and with his right, he finally got to touch Sarah's large breasts. Breasts were David's biggest fetish, I knew. Big or small, flat, firm, or drooping, he loved them all. He had seen Sarah's on many a drunken occasion, but never been allowed to touch. Now he could not only touch, he even leaned forward, while still pumping in and out of me, and sucked her other nipple into his mouth.
This sent Sarah over the edge, and she let out an ear shattering scream as she came in my mouth. Sarah got off me, and then bent over to kiss me, as David continued to pump in and out of my sopping wet pussy. The kiss didn't last long though, as Sarah began to work her way down my neck, chest, and then to my free tit.
"Oh, fuck, that feels good. Oh, baby, your cock feels so good in my pussy. I love the way you fuck me. Oh YES, suck that nipple in your mouth, you gorgeous woman. Suck it!" The profanities continued until I came hard, nearly biting my own tongue as I did.
David pulled out. I opened my eyes, and looked to both Sarah and David. I had to decide if I wanted this to go any further, but the thought of him sliding his think cock into Sarah almost made me cum again. "Are you gonna fuck her with your big cock now, Mister? Are you gonna make her cum like you did me?" The other two needed no further urging. David lie on his back, and smiled as Sarah threw her leg over his. She reached down and positioned David's cock for her hole, then stopped.
"Are you sure, Diane? After this, there is no going back..." In answer, I kissed her forcefully, pushing her down at the same time, and onto David's ready and eager pole. David moaned, and Sarah would have screamed in ecstasy at having her pussy so full of cock, if my mouth weren't kissing hers. Sarah's hips began to gyrate, and David moaned as she moved top of him.
Without breaking their kiss, I swung my body around, and sat on David's face. David acted like a starving man at his first buffet. His tongue dove in and out of me, and my own moans joined with Sarah's muffled screams.
I knew David was overwhelmed with pleasure. Not only was he making love to his wonderful girlfriend, me, but he was screwing his best friend at the same time. I knew he was getting close, but so was I. I had a massive orgasm, slamming my vagina against his mouth, effectively cutting off anything noises he could have made. I knew the second he started to ejaculate into Sarah, pumping his seed into her, as he convulsed beneath both of us. David's orgasm then sent Sarah off, and this time her screams did make them go deaf for a little while.
David passed his test the next morning, despite only having had a couple hours sleep. Sarah moved in with us. We were in bliss, until about five months later, Sarah left them with only a note saying she couldn't stay around anymore.
* * *
Mom finished her story just in time as Lisa walked through the door, home from school. I couldn't help but notice that during her telling she would sometimes touch herself, then remembering that I was there, stop.
"Hey dear. Make sure you don't have plans for tomorrow night. We are going next door for a BBQ, and I finally have a night off." Mom told Lisa.
Mom retired to her room to shower and get ready for work, and Lisa came out to join me in front of the TV.
"How are you feeling today?" I asked, concern filling my voice.
"Still pretty sore," she told me. "I don't think we can do anything tonight, but if you want, I'll give you a blowjob after mom leaves."
How did I get so lucky, I wondered, to have a girl so willing to please me? The fact that she was my sister no longer seemed to bother me.
I was extremely horny after mom's story, but my love for my sister came first. "You don't have to if you don't want to. I'd understand."
She playfully hit me on the arm. "Listen, silly, I WANT to. I WANT to do more. I WANT to feel you inside me again. I just don't think I can. So be ready as soon as mom leaves, to have your little sister suck that big cock of yours!"
I've created a monster, I thought. We settled to watching TV, and sure enough, as soon as mom's car pulled out of the driveway, Lisa had my shorts down and my cock in her mouth. I marveled at the differences between Lisa's and Mom's styles. Where mom had skills, Lisa had enthusiasm. Remembering how mom did it, I started to give her pointers, and while she still needed practice, it wasn't long before she was swallowing my load.
I was rather disappointed to wake up this morning, and realize Mom hadn't come in to see me last night. Had I done something to offend her? If so I needed to make amends. But first things first, I had to pee.
I walked out to the kitchen, hoping to catch Lisa before she left for school, but heard her driving off instead. Mom's bedroom door was closed, so I knocked with me knee, but got no answer. I checked the garage, and saw that her car was still there, so went back to try her door again.
Before I knocked, however, I heard an odd sound coming from her room. I couldn't find a proper position to put my ear to the door, as my casts kept getting in the way, but after a few seconds I was able to make out the sounds of moaning. Worried that mom might be hurt, I tried to open the door, but found it locked. I kneed the door again; calling out to see if she was hurt. Hearing shuffling on the other side, she eventually opened the door.
I was shocked to see the look on her face as she poked her head out. Her eyes were wild, and her hair was disheveled. Her eyes scanned my body, and I thought maybe even stayed a little longer on my rapidly rising crotch, before meeting my eyes. She was wearing the same camisole again; only it looked like it had been put on hastily, and bunched in odd places.
"Everything okay, hunny?" She asked, and I could tell her voice was strained.
For a second I could only stare at the woman before me. Her wild look was a turn on I never knew I had before. Then remembering my original reason for knocking, I told her I needed to pee.
"Can it wait a few minutes?" She asked. "I'm kinda in the middle of something."
"I don't think so, mom. I REALLY have to go."
Mom sighed, then opened her door all the way, and led me to her bathroom. She pulled my shorts down, revealing my boner at seeing her in such a state.
"With that thing, you had better sit down to pee," she told me. I sat down, and bent over, trying to get the head under the rim of the seat. My hands were practically on the floor, but try as I might, I couldn't pee.
"Umm, Mom. I can't go." I said sheepishly.
"What do you mean you can't...? Oh." She said as I nodded to my erection. "I don't know, hunny. I don't think it is a good idea for me to keep helping you with that."
"But mom..." I complained, "It hurts, and I really need to go, I just can't."
"Okay, but this should be the last time." I don't know what made my mom change, but I was disappointed to say the least.
She had me stand up, and I followed her to her bed. She'd grabbed some tissues from the bathroom, and a bottle from her nightstand. When she squirted the liquid in her hands, I caught the smell of strawberries. Looking at the bottle again, I saw that it was flavored lubricant. Why did mom have that? Much less have it already out? I wondered.
Mom used only one hand, this time, sliding it up and down my shaft quickly, as if she were trying to get me off as fast as possible. It had the opposite effect, it felt nowhere as good as her normal hand jobs and couldn't possibly compare to her oral skills.
"Are you even trying?" She asked after five minutes of her arm pumping.
"I'm sorry mom." I told her sincerely. "It just doesn't feel as good as the last times. I am trying, I promise." I began to look at her body, slightly visible through the camisole, and began thinking about touching those parts, in an attempt to get off.
After another few minutes passed, she glared at me, but the look in her eyes was even wilder now, than it had been before. "Just... Just this one last time," she told me again, "Then we need to figure out something different to take care of this." Licking her lips, I swear I heard her moan as the head of my penis passed her wet lips. Again, it felt good, but wasn't nearly as good as her last one. What had happened?
Returning to the thoughts of touching her, I twisted my upper torso in order to lightly stroke her hair. As soon as my hand touched her, she jerked back away from me. In her eyes was that wild gleam I had noticed all along, but now amplified ten-fold. She looked me in the eyes for only a second, before saying, "Ah, fuck it! I need to get off, and I'm going to hell anyway." Before I could even think of a response to this odd statement, Mom ripped her camisole off, and stripped her panties away.
For the first time, I was looking at my mother nude. Her c-cup tits sagged only slightly, and her large red nipples were hard as I have ever seen a woman's. My eyes then followed her slender waist down to her clean shaven pussy. There was no mistaking the gleam that was shining from her nether-lips. Mom needed to get off as much as I did.
"Hunny, I'm sorry to do this, but I need to get off too. I need you to lick my pussy. I want you to make me cum, and cream all over your face. Do you think you can do that for me?"
In shock, I could only nod my head. I have never heard my mom talk like this before, and it had me willing to do anything for her.
"Just this once though, and never again. Nothing more, either. We shouldn't be doing this, it's wrong, but, OH!" While Mom had been talking, she was swinging her body around, and placing her wet pussy over my lips. The 'OH!" coming as I lightly licked the side of her lips. Mom's pussy was a little bigger in comparison to Lisa's, but still really neat. I knew how to please a woman this way, and I knew Mom needed to get off as quick as possible; I sucked first one lip, then the other into my mouth, flicking my tongue around them while I sucked. I stuck my tongue into her hole as far as it would go, reveling in the taste of her juices.
I felt Mom's mouth around my cock again, going down on me like she had the night before, but this time moaning as I licked and sucked her, adding a whole new dimension to the blowjob. I could tell she was getting close to cumming, and hastily sucked her clit into my mouth, and began to pop it back and forth between my teeth and tongue. This always invariable got women off, and it was no different with Mom. The first time I did it, she let out a long, heavy moan, muffled by my cock deep in her throat. On the second 'pop', I was rewarded with a face and mouth full of her cream. It was more than I could swallow, but I just concentrated on 'popping' her clit. Each time I did it, her whole body shuddered and twitched.
Knowing that I had gotten Mom off was enough to send me over the edge, and I began to hump my hips, as I pumped my load down her eager throat.
Mom tried to roll off me, but her legs got caught in my upraised casts for a moment, before she could extricate herself. It took us both a few moments before we were able to catch our breaths. Mom brought her head around and up to me, looking deep into my eyes.
"Thank you, hunny. You have no idea how much I needed that!" Her lips met mine, and I could feel her tongue seeking entry into my mouth. I was all too eager to let her, and soon our kiss became deep and passionate, as we expressed our love for one another through nothing more than our mouths. I didn't even mind the taste of strawberry lubricant.
When the kiss ended, mom began to lick her juices off from my cheeks and chin. I felt myself getting hard again, and the original need that had brought me to her room resurfaced.
"Mom, I love what you are doing, but I really have to go." I cursed my bladder's betrayal, but knew Mom would be (literally) pissed if I urinated on her bed.
She stopped what she was doing, and I followed her back to her bathroom. She held my mostly flaccid cock as I went, and had to forcibly stop herself twice from stroking it while I went. It was the longest pee I had had in memory. After Mom pulled my shorts back up, I tried to kiss her again, but she backed up before I could.
"No, son. I'm sorry I did that to you. I can't even begin to hope that you will forgive me, or imagine the therapy you will need. I got caught up in my own needs, without considering how it may affect you in the long run." I was at a loss for words. How could my mom think I was anything less than happy with what we had done?
"Mom," I tried to say, then louder, "Mom." She turned towards me, but refused to look at me. I cursed not being able to fully use my arms, as I wanted to wrap them around my wonderful mother, and show her how I felt. I wanted to lift her chin up, so that I could look into her beautiful eyes, and let her see what was in my heart. Instead, all I had were words, and they are never adequate for this. "Mom, I love you. I always have and I always will. No matter what ever happens, you will always be my mother, and I wouldn't change that if I could. I am happy that we did that." She tried to turn away from me, but I stepped around, and back in front of her. "No, listen. For days I have felt guilty, not because of what you were doing for me, but because I couldn't return the favor. Today I finally got the opportunity to make you happy, and if you think I am going to regret it, just look into my eyes."
Hesitantly, jerkingly, her head slowly rose until her eyes met mine. When they finally did, I tried to pour all the love and affection I had in them out to her. She must have seen it, as I soon found her arms wrapped around me, and her head on my chest. "Oh, hunny. I love you too, but what we did was wrong. So wrong. It's called incest, and it is illegal in so many places."
"I don't care what it's called," I told her. "I love you, and if it makes us happy, to hell with the rest of the world."
"But I have been doing research. I have wanted to do more with you the last few days, but was afraid. So I looked online last night when I got home, and studied about incest. There are a lot of bad things that can happen, and I don't want to cause you any problems with having a happy life."
"Mom, most of the bad things happen to underage kids. I am a grown adult, and can make my own decisions. I am making one now."
Tears flowed from her eyes as she looked up at me, and I felt my heart break to see them. Then she kissed me again, and all was forgotten. The kiss lasted for some time, and there was nothing sexual about it; just a long tender kiss, between two people who love each other.
"We can't let your sister know," Mom said, breaking the kiss, and I had to stop myself from laughing. Up until this point I had completely forgotten about Lisa.
"I think I can handle that department," I told her. Mom looked at me quizzically, but then shrugged, and turned to other matters.
"We need to do some shopping for the BBQ at John's place tonight. I should have asked what to bring." She called over to his place and got some ideas for food. We then drove to the grocery store, where I pretended to have my arm cast around her, and she was my girlfriend. We both laughed and enjoyed each other's company the whole time.
When we got back, there wasn't much I could do to help in the kitchen, and since I hadn't checked my email in awhile I thought I'd better do that. It was the usual stuff. Some guy in Africa had a large amount of money that my 'uncle' supposedly left me, but was having trouble with customs, penis enlargement medications, and then a long list of emails from Judy. I read the first one, and seeing it was just hate mail, I deleted it, and then blocked her. That was a chapter of my life I would never have to deal with again.
I went out to watch TV, and about an hour later, Mom joined me on the couch. We cuddled as well as we could with my casts, until we heard Lisa come home and Mom jumped up, and went straight to her room. I sighed, and just shook my head.
Lisa walked in, a smile on her face and a bounce in her step. She sat next to me, almost in the same place Mom had just vacated, and grinned up at me.
"Guess what?" She asked, excited. "I'm feeling much better today. You wanna do it again when Mom goes to work?"
I hated to disappoint her. "Mom has tonight off, remember? We are going over for the BBQ at John's in a little bit." Her face fell for a moment, and then brightened again.
"Oh well. We'll just have to think of something then, won't we?" She suddenly gave my crotch a squeeze, and jumped up heading to her room. I about followed her, but I saw Mom coming out of her room. I hoped she hadn't seen the crotch squeeze.
"She seemed in a happy mood," Mom commented. "There has been something different about her..." She trailed off, and then looked back to me, and I hoped I didn't have a guilty expression on my face.
"We need to get you dressed, hunny."
We went to my room, and Mom helped get me into a pair of jeans, and a nice button up shirt, taking many liberties to grope and touch me while she did.
When I was fully dressed, we all walked over to John's house, and I felt slightly uncomfortable between Mom and Lisa. Lisa was fine, but Mom kept avoiding even looking at her daughter. I really hoped I hadn't screwed up anything there.
Lisa knocked, and a drop dead gorgeous strawberry blonde girl opened the door. She introduced herself as Jazmine Joe, but everyone just called her Geo. Mom dropped her 7-layer dip off in the kitchen, and I finally got to meet John. At first I thought he was a rather ordinary guy. He was well built, and I later found out he was a bouncer at a bar someplace. He was average height, and I am no judge of guy's looks, so couldn't say on that point. He was talking to a petite brunette, Dixie, when we approached him.
"Ahh, Jason, so good to finally meet you. Amber and your Mom have already told me a bit about you. Come, have a seat. How are things going after the accident?"
He seemed genuine and kind and I soon found I was talking freely with him. Mom brought me a drink, and I was surprised to find she had brought me a beer.
"You don't mind if he has a beer, do you John?" Mom asked the man.
"Mind? No, only my sister and Dixie are legally able to drink here. Well, I guess you are too, Mrs. Dickens, I tend to forget your age, and Amber could if she weren't pregnant."
Something John had said stuck in my head. "Your sister?"
"I'm sorry, I thought your mom told you. Geo is my sister. I don't usually tell people that, but your mom figured it out AFTER I told her she was one of my girlfriends. You've got a smart woman there," he said with a wink. I didn't know what to say. This man was screwing his own sister, and everything seemed to be fine. Suddenly a lot of things started to make sense. Why Mom wanted me to meet John. Some of the changes in both Mom's and Lisa's personalities since they have been taking care of me, and a few other little quirks, that now made sense with an incestuous couple living next door. "I'm sorry if I upset you," John said, with worry. Whether it was worry for his own safety or for my well being I wasn't sure.
"You didn't," I assured him. "Far from it! How did it happen?" I asked before propriety could stop me... The beer Mom was giving to me was really going to my head.
John started to tell the story of how he went to a strip club... {See' I found my sister stripping' series, for full details.}
By the time he finished, I really had to pee. Lisa jumped at the opportunity to take me, and I was afraid she had been too willing, but no one seemed to notice, or they just blamed it on the beer that she was being allowed to drink as well.
She knew right where the bathroom was, and locked the door as soon as we were in. She had my jeans
undone and around my ankles before I could say a word. She tried to start giving me head, but I really had to pee, and didn't want to repeat this morning's escapade.
Lisa happily held it for me till I was done, then after patting the head with some tissue, wasted no time in getting her lips firmly around my cock. She had taken my lessons from yesterday to heart, and soon had me rock solid. "Hmm, tastes kind of like strawberries," she commented, and I nearly choked.
"Hmm, odd," was all I could think to say.
Lisa stood up, and lifted the back of her knee length skirt to reveal that she wasn't wearing any panties, and then bent over the counter. I needed no further invitation. Stepping up behind her, I tried to aim for her already wet hole, but without my hands to guide me, I kept slipping up her butt crack, or underneath and bumping her clit. Frustrated, she finally reached back, and helped guide me in. It took a second for me to get just my head in. She was wet, but still super tight. After a couple minutes of slowly sliding in till I felt resistance, then pulling all the way out with a 'pop', I was finally hilt deep in my little sister's pussy. I stood still for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of being fully wrapped within her.
She looked at me through the mirror, and smiled. "You fill me up rather nicely big brother." She wiggled her ass, and I couldn't stop a moan of pleasure from escaping my lips.
I began to move my hips, slipping in and out of Lisa's sucking pussy, when we heard the door open. Shocked, we both pulled apart, Lisa's skirt fell to cover her, but I was forced to stand there in all my glory, arms out wide, on full display as Geo stepped into the bathroom, and re-locked the door behind her.
"Oh, please don't stop on my account," she said, looking me up and down. Then to my shock, she started to get undressed.
"But I locked the door!" Lisa blurted. Geo just smiled, and showed us the key.
When neither of us moved, she looked us both in the eyes. "Look. I was sent up here to find out what was taking so long. Now you have two choices, either keep going, but you will cum in me, or stop, and I tell what you were doing. What will it be?"
"Cum in...?" I asked, dumbfounded.
"I'm not asking you to completely fuck me. I just want to get pregnant. I see how happy John is with Amber being pregnant. I want that too, but he is too careful with me. So I figure, you look close enough to him, if you get me pregnant, no one will have to know it isn't his. This whole BBQ was my idea, as a means to this end."
"What about John? You can't lie to him." I said.
"He knows, and has agreed to it. Your mother is the only one who doesn't know."
"So you won't tell?" Lisa asked, and I could see that same gleam in her eyes that she had the other night. The gleam of lust, but this time it was aimed at Geo, or rather, her body.
"Not as long as he shoots his load in me, and is willing to do so until I get pregnant. I don't want you to take care of the child, or even be a part of its life. That will be John's responsibility. All I want from you is your semen. Deal?"
"Deal!" Lisa said, and I merely nodded. I didn't know what choice I had. Mom might be okay with me screwing Lisa, but then again, she might not.
Lisa lifted her skirt again, and it only took a couple seconds for me to get fully hard again, with two beautiful women in the room. Geo helped guide me in this time, then stood behind me, moving my hips back and forth. I found this new and strangely erotic. Geo then stepped around us and started kissing Lisa. I could feel her hand down by my crotch and realized that Geo must be playing with Lisa's clit.
Lisa began to moan, and squirm against my cock and her hand, but was thankfully muffled by Geo's kiss. It didn't take long for Lisa's pussy to clamp down on me hard, as she came.
All of this was too much for me. "I'm cumming close," I announced, and Lisa nearly whined as I pulled out from her. Geo bent over the counter, and quickly guided me in. She was already pretty wet, and I sank into her with ease. She was a lot looser than Lisa, but felt good all the same.
The small break between Lisa and Geo seemed to give me some extra time, however, and I began to pump in and out of Geo, while Lisa watched.
Oh, fuck, that is a thick cock. Damn it fills up my pussy so well, yeah, that's it. Fuck me with your thick cock. Fuck me hard!"
Following her demands, I began to pump as hard and fast as I could, slamming her against the counter. Her words turned to simple grunts as I did so. Lisa decided to return the favor that Geo had given her, and started playing with Geo's clit and even put one of her tits in her mouth. This sent her over the edge. If Lisa was tight when she came, Geo's pussy became even more so. Her muscles clamped down so hard, I couldn't move, and then I started to cum. Unable to pump, or move, it felt odd to cum while being still, other than Geo's own shivering.
"YES! Make me pregnant. Fill my pussy with your hot cum! Shoot me with your baby maker!"
After a couple more moments, Geo's pussy finally relaxed, and I slipped out. She turned and gave me a quick peck on the cheek and a whispered thank you, then started getting dressed. Lisa helped clean up our mutual juices, and then we all went back outside to the BBQ.
"Everything go alright?" Mom asked, and I am sure I blushed.
"Apparently he had to do more than just pee," Geo said, coming to our rescue.
The rest of the BBQ went pretty smooth, except for one point when John pulled me aside. "Geo explained things to you?" He asked as soon as I was out of earshot from Mom.
"Yes, and you're okay with this?" I asked, embarrassed.
John just laughed easily. "I learned to conquer my jealousy issues long ago. Besides, you're just there to get her pregnant. It's me she loves."
I just shook my head at this man's luck. To have three women so devoted to him.
By the time the BBQ was over, we were all a bit tipsy, and Lisa was downright drunk. Geo helped us get her home, and then whispered to me, before she left, "Next night your mom works, I'll be over."
Lisa was pretty much passed out as Mom tucked her into bed. We then went to my room, and Mom helped me strip, and started to tuck me in.
"Mom, can we talk?" I asked, not knowing what to talk about, but knowing that I didn't want her to leave just yet.
She hesitated at the door, unsure of herself, then finally shrugged and sat next to me on the bed.
"What is it, hunny?" She asked.
I looked deep into her eyes till she looked away, cheeks going slightly red. "I really didn't have anything to say, I just wanted you to stay in here with me," I told her honestly.
"Hunny, we really shouldn't," she told me, but placed her hand on my blanket covered thigh.
"Why not, mom? I love you. Is there any other reason?"
When I spoke those words she looked back up at me, and I could see the happiness in her eyes. "Oh, hunny, I love you too, but you are drunk, and I won't let you make any decisions while you are like this."
Despite her words, her hand began to draw circles on my leg.
"But I made my decision this morning, Mom. Remember?"
"Yes, but that was after we... after we... Well, you know!"
"And I have wanted to do it again all day."
Now Mom's hand was making circuits up my abdomen, down the other leg, and back again. "But it is incest." Her protest sounded weak, and even she had to know it.
"You are my girlfriend, and that is just the way it is going to have to be." I said, daring her to challenge me.
Instead, her lips found mine for a brief kiss. "If I am your girlfriend, then it is alright, I suppose." Her hand work its way under the covers, quickly finding my turgid cock, as our lips met once more. She began to kiss down my neck, to my chest, and even licked by my nipples. I have never had that done before, but I found I rather liked it, and moaned as she continued. Her hand was playing with my cock, but the angle was wrong, and it didn't feel as good as it normally did. I kicked the blankets off me, and Mom started kissing her way down further, until she finally stared my cock in the eye. "My boyfriend's thick cock," I heard her murmur, and then slipped the head past her lips. She took her time, slowly licking around the head of my penis, he hands lightly tickling the sides of my cock. Somehow the actions of her hands seemed to make me even harder, and I groaned in delicious ecstasy.
"Mom, I want to taste you again," I said, and she turned and looked at me sharply.
"I am your girlfriend, remember?"
Understanding the game, I corrected myself. "Diane, my love, I want to taste you." She shuddered as if the words were caressing her soul, and in a daze slowly stood up and undressed. I had seen her naked that morning, but then it had been in a flash of mad lust. This time it was slow and deliberate, and all the more sensual for it.
As she finished, she climbed back on the bed, and straddled my face. My tongue was ready and waiting for her, and I enjoyed the sounds of her moaning as I started to suck on her inner lips. She was easily as wet as she had been this morning, and I couldn't help but wonder if she had been thinking about it all day. "Ah, yes, hunny. Suck my pussy. I wanna cream all over my boyfriend's beautiful face, I wanna feel your tongue deep inside me, yes! Just like that, hunny. Don't stop!" I started 'popping' her clit again in my mouth, enjoying how she shuddered every time I did it. It didn't take long before she was gushing in my face, this time a lot more than this morning's had been.
As soon as she recovered, she turned around, easily avoiding my casts, and began licking up her juices from my face. Her ass kept bumping my hard cock, and I groaned in anticipation of what was to come. I began to buck my hips, trying to hit her hole, and Mom stopped what she was doing.
"You're my boyfriend," I heard her mumble, "My wonderful, loving boyfriend." As she spoke, she slowly slid down my body, till I felt her pussy against the head of my penis. A moment later we both let out a deep sigh as we felt it go inside, passing between her outer lips.
Again she stopped, looking deep into my eyes. "I love you..." I almost said 'Mom', "my gorgeous, young girlfriend."
That seemed to do it for her, as she planted her lips firmly against mine, and slid my cock home; back to the place I came out of. We both moaned as our bodies, writhed with one another, grunting as I used my hips to thrust up into her from below, surprised at how HOT it felt within her. Never have I felt such heat from a pussy, and it felt beyond measurably good. Her hips rotated on top of me, our kiss only breaking when one of us needed air, but neither of us desired air very much.
I felt Mom's muscles contract, and she nearly bit my tongue, as her second orgasm took her. I just continued lifting my hips, trying to copy her gyrating motion. She sat upright on me, and grabbed both her breasts in her hands, squeezing her hard nipples. "Oh, you feel so good deep inside me, boyfriend. It has been so long since I've had anyone in there, and you feel so good boyfriend!" Her eyes opened, and looked at me as she continued, "I love the way my boyfriend's cock feels sliding in and out of me. My boyfriend--No! I won't lie anymore. I love having my son's cock in me. I love feeling my son's cock fill me to bursting and making me cum all over him!" Her words got to me, and I started to shoot deep inside her. It seemed to go on forever, each spurt lasting for hours.
Mom collapsed on top of me, and we fell asleep together.
Sunlight streaming into my room woke me up, and the first thing to greet me was a headache. The second was the realization that Mom was no longer lying next to me.
Groaning, I got out of bed and stumbled from my room, head throbbing. In the kitchen I found Mom and Lisa, both sipping cups of coffee. Upon seeing me, Mom rushed to pour me a cup. Rarely had I ever had a hangover, and as usual they are never fun.
"I called in sick today for Lisa and I," Mom told me. "I don't think she is up to thinking much right now." This was met with an agreeing groan from my sister. "I talked with Sarah, too, and she is coming over for dinner. So I need you two to take care of each other, while I go to the store."
I couldn't understand how Mom was dealing so well after last night, but as she started to walk away, I noticed she was walking a little stiff, and bow-legged. I hid my smile, as I kissed her on the cheek on her way out.
Lisa helped me drink my coffee, only burning my tongue once when she poured too fast into my mouth. "I'm sorry!" She exclaimed when it happened. "Do you want me to kiss it better?" I readily agreed, and our lips met, and tongues found each others in a dance that Lisa was really getting good at. After only a couple seconds, though, Lisa pulled back with yet another groan. "Ugh. Even kissing hurts. Remind me never to drink again," she said sourly.
Thankful that I hadn't drank as much as she had, I felt bad for her as she nursed her hangover.
"So, about what happened yesterday," Lisa said, and when I didn't reply after a moment, "with Geo?"
Her tone put me on my guard, but all I said was, "Yes?"
"I don't think you should get her pregnant. It's not right. If she wants to get pregnant, then she should have her brother do it, not mine."
I saw the trap before me. If I agreed with her, I might never get to stick my cock in Geo again, and I had to admit she felt good. Also, Geo might tell our mom, and I still wasn't sure how I felt about that. On the other hand, if I disagreed with Lisa, it would look like all I was after was sex.
"What if she tells mom, though?" I decided that this was the best tact. I was wrong.
"Let her tell mom! We are both of age, and can move away like John and Geo did. Don't get me wrong, I love mom, but I love you too, and don't want you sleeping with someone like HER!" I didn't know what she meant by that last part. All I could see was everything that I had going for me right now at the risk of crumbling.
"Lisa, be reasonable. Once it is done, we don't have to worry about it anymore. Things can go back to the way they were."
"The way they were?" She stormed, and then winced as her own voice hurt her head. "And just what is THAT supposed to mean?" The last question came in a whisper, and was all the more menacing for it. When I couldn't answer, at a complete loss to even understand what was going through her head, she stomped from the kitchen, headed for her bedroom. I looked down at my cup of coffee, only half-way done, and sighed. Based on our past, I knew to leave her alone when she acted like this. Eventually she would calm down, and seek me out.
I went back to my room to try and sleep off my hangover, only to be awoken by Mom a little bit later.
"I take it you and Lisa had a fight?" She asked, sitting on the edge of my bed. I just nodded in response, thankful it didn't hurt to do so. "Care to talk about it?"
"No," I told her, knowing there was no way I could explain it all. "She'll calm down in time."
"Your sister wouldn't tell me either." Mom said thoughtfully, and I feared she was about to figure things out. "Oh well. What do you think of pork chops for dinner? Sarah said she was bringing someone over, but wouldn't say who."
"That sounds fine mom," I told her, thankful for the change of subject.
"Now I think it is time you had another bath. Too bad your sister is here. We could have some fun, eh boyfriend?" So it was back to boyfriend again, huh? I could live with that, I guess.
Mom filled the tub, and I shimmied out of my shorts; I was still shirtless from last night. The water felt great as Mom helped me slide into it. She started to massage my feet, and remembering where this had led last time, I immediately got hard. Mom's eyes were drawn to it like a magnet to lodestone, but she only smiled, and kept rubbing my feet. She soon moved up to my calves, then thighs, before switching to my shoulders and neck. Her fingers were like magic, working out kinks I didn't even realize I had. My back and chest came next, and I was feeling pretty relaxed by the time she had me stand up.
I got up, and eagerly pointed my member at Mom, but she had me turn around, and washed my buttocks. I did slightly jump as her hand slid between my legs, and she began to rub my taint. It was another new and interesting sensation, and again, not unpleasant, as I felt myself growing harder.
Finally she turned me back around, and stopped as she spied how hard I was. I was disappointed that she barely touched me, as she washed my crotch, before turning on the sprayer, and rinsing me off. As soon as all the soap was rinsed, however, Mom quickly dropped back down to her knees, and brought her lips to my throbbing hardon. She kissed the little bit of precum that was already coming out, and then licked her lips. "You seem to taste better every day, hunny." Then like a woman starved, she swallowed my cock, and I could feel it going down her throat. I couldn't help but thrust my hips as she sucked my in as deep as she could.
I moaned loudly when I felt her tongue on my balls, while my cock was still buried down her throat. She slapped my behind, and pulled away from me. "Your sister is still home, you have to be quiet." She whispered fiercely at me.
"As you wish, my beautiful girlfriend," I said with a smile. Mom returned the smile, but it turned to lust when she looked back at my cock before her.
"Oh, I shouldn't do this..." She murmured, then stood up, and undid the belt and buttons of her slacks, before dropping them to the floor. Mom double checked the lock, then placed a towel on the floor and had me step onto it. "Your girlfriend needs your thick cock in her, now." She bent over, and wiggled her lovely ass in my direction. I needed no further urging, and stepped up to her lovely hole. It took me a few tries, but I was slowly getting better at getting it in, without using my hands. As soon as my head slid past her lips, I thrust forward, and easily slid home. Mom had to place her hands on the door for balance as I continued to move in and out of her with force. The same fire I had felt from her loins last night was there, and she felt unbelievable wrapped around my dick.
"Mom? Are you in there?" Lisa's voice came from the other side of the door.
"Y-yes, dear," Mom tried to say as I continued to feed her my rod from behind. She tried to wave me to stop, but instead I just changed my motion to slowly pulling out, then slamming it back in. Her eyes rolled back in her head in pleasure.
"I'm going for a drive. I'll be back later," Lisa said. Knowing my little sister was on the other side of the door, started to get to me, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer.
"Okay, d-dear. Drive safe." Mom was having difficulty thinking, much less talking as I continued my alternating rhythm. We heard Lisa walk away, and mom stood abruptly, pulling away from me. "I can't believe you did that. What if she caught us?"
"Are you afraid of your daughter catching you with your boyfriend?" I asked with false innocence.
We could hear Lisa drive away, and mom grabbed my cock, unlocked the door, and led me out of the bathroom. "My boyfriend has something I need," She said as she led me to her bed. I hopped up onto it, and laid down, wondering what treat would come next. To my surprise, Mom went back down on me, licking and sucking up her juices from my cock. Luckily the small break had allowed me to reset, and I was once again safe from cumming anytime soon.
Once all of her juices were cleaned off of me, Mom looked up at me, my cock-head next to her lips. "Does my boyfriend want to try something new?"
"Yes," I said in wonder, curious what she had in mind. She leaned over to her nightstand and brought out her bottle of strawberry lube. I had a feeling I knew what she had in mind now, and couldn't wait.
She put some lube on her fingers, then got on her elbows and knees, ass facing me, and shocked me by reaching around behind her, and shoving two fingers in her ass. I could smell her pussy she was so close. For a few seconds, Mom, or rather, 'My Girlfriend', fingered her ass, moaning and panting as she did so. "Does my boyfriend like to see me fingering my ass?" She asked, and I tried to gasp yes, but couldn't get a sound out. This was NOT what I'd expected. She must have understood anyway, for she continued, "What if I use my other hand to rub my clit? Ooh, that feels good. It feels good to have my boyfriend watching me play with myself. It really turns me on... In fact, Ugh, ah, ah, in fact, I'm about... to... CUM!"
Mom's whole body shook with the force of her orgasm, and I felt like I wanted to as well, from just watching her! When she had finally recovered, her eyes met mine, and I could see that unquenchable lust burning deep with. "I want your cock in me NOW!" She demanded, and swung her legs over me. She positioned herself, and then slowly began to sink back. She was tight; too tight in fact for it to be her pussy. I was fucking my own mother in the ass. I couldn't believe it.
As soon as I was fully ensconced within her rectum, Mom let out a heavy sigh throwing her head back, and I saw a huge smile split her beautiful lips. "I've never had a cock so thick back there. Thank you so--Boyfriend." She brought her head back down to look me in the eyes again, the lust, if anything, burning brighter. She placed her hands on my chest, and began to rock her hips. Slow at first, but building as she went on. The entire time her eyes were locked on mine, and I couldn't help but feel how erotic the whole scene was.
"I love you, Mom," I said, forgetting to call her my girlfriend.
Her eyes flashed dangerously, but then softened. "I guess there is no hiding it. I love you son. I love having your cock in my pussy, I love the taste of your cum," as mom spoke, she emphasized her words with a violent thrust of her hips, "and I absolutely love the feel of your cock in my ass. I love you son, and I love fucking you. I'm going to hell, but this is heaven with you inside me where you belong." She was working herself up to a crescendo, thrusting her hips, biting her lips, and all the while keeping her eyes locked on mine.
This was nothing like when I'd fucked Jenny in the ass. This was good. This was loving and tender. Not manipulative and punishing as it had been then.
"I'm coming close mom," I whispered, and she only nodded as she picked up the pace even more. My balls tightened, and Mom screamed as I started to shoot my load deep into her bowels. Mom dropped down, and began kissing me with more passion than I have ever been kissed with to date. Our tongues and bodies melded into one as we both reached the pinnacles of our climaxes.
Mom was the first to recover, and got up and grabbed some tissues. She began to clean me up, and I was embarrassed as I giggled when she cleaned my over-sensitive head. When she was done, we kissed again, tender and loving this time, and it felt good just to be with her.
Mom was the one to break the spell. "We'd better get dressed before your sister gets back."
Soon we were both on the couch, Mom's arms around me, and we were watching TV again. I must have dozed off, because I awoke when Mom got up to start making dinner. I heard her on the phone, arguing with someone a few moments later, and then she came into the family room, pissed off.
"Your sister is staying at a friend's house." My heart stopped. Lisa must have told Mom, and Mom must have sent her away to keep us apart. I was screwed. "It seems that whatever you two fought about, she is still angry, and won't come home." I couldn't stop my sigh of relief, but thankfully, Mom didn't notice.
"She'll come home when she has calmed down. Is there anything I can do to help with dinner?" I tried changing the subject. Mom looked at me with a look that told me she knew what I was doing, but wasn't going to push it.
"Hunny, if you could help with dinner, there wouldn't be much reason for us to be taking care of you." She gave me a quick peck on the cheek, and went back to cooking.
Around 5 o'clock, the doorbell rang, and I went to see who it was. My jaw about hit the floor, as I opened the door. It was my apartment manager, but then again, it wasn't. Her bleach blonde hair was down to her shoulders (freed from her tight bun), and it was obvious she had spent some time curling it here and there. She was even wearing make-up, which I had never seen before. Instead of her ultra conservative attire, she wore a deep v-neck shirt, which showed her amply bosom to great effect. She also had on a knee length skirt, showing some smooth, white, well-toned calves. In short, she was stunning.
Beside her stood a younger version of Sarah, only her hair was dark brown, and her chest wasn't nearly as large as Sarah's. She looked to be just a little older than me. She was wearing a summer dress, which hugged her features nicely.
It took me a moment to work moisture enough in my mouth to invite them in. I stumbled as I led them to the family room, when I remembered the story Mom had told me. My dad was a lucky man to have slept with not only Mom, but this woman too.
The younger woman was introduced as Faith, and she greeted Mom and me graciously. Mom looked at Faith for a few moments, before turning to me, "Hunny, why don't you show Faith around, while Sarah and I talk?"
Knowing that Mom was just trying to get rid of me so she could talk in private, I led Faith away, giving her a tour of the house. She was quiet the whole time, but smiled often as I spoke. I found myself easily flirting with her, trying to get her to show more of her dazzling white teeth behind those smiles.
"So what did you do for a living, before your accident," she asked me at one point.
"You mean you didn't look up my file before coming over?" I asked teasingly, and was rewarded with her beautifully blushing. "Well, I get a monthly stipend from my dad's death, that pretty much pays the bills, but I have been going to school, and do some computer programming on the side." I sighed, as I looked at my arms. "Kinda hard to do that now, with these."
She lightly placed her hand on my cast, and I saw that her nails were painted blue. I wished I could feel her touch through the cast. "I'm so sorry this happened to you. I was the one who watched your ex as she moved out. Sorry I couldn't stop her from breaking the lamp."
She had been the one...? "But I was told that she was physically ejected when she did that. I mean no offense, but I've felt her hits, and she was no weakling. I hope she didn't give you too much trouble."
Faith grimaced, and removed her hand. "Why do men always say 'I mean no offense', and then say something offensive?" I began to wrack my brain as to how to rectify my mistake, when she broke out laughing. "You are too easy! I'm messing with you. Let's just say I have lots of extensive martial arts training. My dad was a martial arts instructor."
"Was?" I asked, before I could stop myself.
She became somber for a moment. "He died a couple years ago, of a heart attack. Healthiest man I ever knew and it still got him."
"I'm sorry. Losing a parent is never easy," I say, feeling like a fool. Her smile quickly returns, and I begin to sense that she is a generally happy person.
"Dinner's ready," I hear from upstairs, and I follow faith up, admiring her tight ass in her summer dress. She turns and sees me staring, but only smiles as she keeps going, giving it a little shake for my benefit.
Mom sits next to me at the table, Sarah and Faith across from us. I am embarrassed to have Faith, much less her sexy mother, watch me get fed, but it is either that, or go hungry. Sarah pulls out a glass of champagne, and mom eyes it wearily. "You know what that stuff does to me," she says. Sarah ignores her and pours a glass anyway. She then looks to Faith and I, pours one for Faith then asks if I would like one.
I've never had champagne before, and considering mom let me drink last night, I see no reason not to tonight. I take a sip when she hands it to me, and think it tastes like cat piss, but smile and nod graciously.
Dinner was fantastic, which it always is whenever Mom cooks. Afterwards we all retired to the family room. I noticed that Sarah grabbed the champagne bottle, and she and Mom were getting pretty toasted. I took little sips from mine, finding that I was getting used to the taste, but still not enjoying it much. We all laughed and joked, till late. When Sarah got up to drive home, she fell back again, immediately. My mom tried to help, but she was too inebriated as well.
"You can't drive home like that," I said, noticing a slight slur to my own words. "How are you feeling, Faith?"
She looked at me for a moment, and I swear her eyes scanned my body, before she answered. "I don't think it is a good idea for any of us to drive. Mrs. Dickens, would it be alright if we stayed the night?"
Mom looked hungrily at me for a moment, and I knew what she was thinking. If they stayed the night, she wouldn't be able to have my cock inside her, but there really was little choice.
"I've already told you, Faith, call me Diane. No need to be so formal here. Yes, please stay the night. Since my daughter decided to stay out, you can have her room." She turned to look at Sarah. "I am afraid you will have to sleep in my bed." There seemed to be a different twinkle in Mom's eyes as she looked at Sarah, and I guessed she was probably remembering past experiences with the other woman.
By the twinkle in Sarah's eyes, so did she.
I showed Faith to Lisa's room, while Sarah and Mom retired to her room.
"You know what they are going to do up there tonight, right?" Faith surprised me by asking.
I laughed a little. "Yeah, the wall between our rooms is pretty thin. I'm sure I'll hear it pretty well."
"Your mom is hot. I can't blame mine for getting her drunk." I don't know what to say, and just keep quiet.
We sit in silence for a bit, and when I turn to go, I feel a slight touch on my side, stopping me. I turn to see Faith biting her lower lip, nervously. "May I come up and listen, too?" At first I am taken aback, but then figure, why not?
I try to give her my most winning smile, "I would be honored," I told her. Faith follows me up the stairs, and this time I look back to see her admiring my ass. I give it a wiggle for her, and we both laugh.
As we approach my room, we can already hear moans of pleasure, emanating from Mom's room. As we pass by Mom's door, we notice that it was left ajar. I tried to keep going, but noticed that Faith had stopped to look inside. I knew she couldn't see anything, because there was a sitting room before you entered her room proper. I just waited for Faith to join me. Instead, she dropped down on her hands and knees, and crawled into the room.
I tried to hiss for her to stop, but either she couldn't hear me, or she ignored me. I tried to chase after her, and when I got to the now wide open door, I saw her sitting on the floor, peaking around the corner into the main bedroom. I dropped to me knees, unable to crawl with my arms in their cursed casts, and shuffled over to Faith.
"Oh, yes! Lick that pussy, Sarah! Make my cream all over your face!" The sounds of sex were much louder now that we were in the room.
What are you doing?" I demanded in a whisper, though I probably could have talked normally and still not be heard by the two women.
"Isn't it hot?" Faith replied, and I noticed that she had her hand up her dress, rubbing against her panties.
I peeked around the corner, and froze. Mom was laying back on her bed, one arm behind her head and the other pressing Sarah's face into her pussy, while she ground her hips against the other woman's tongue. Sarah was on her stomach, one hand between her legs, and two fingers buried in her own pussy.
While I watched, Mom was brought to another orgasm. I felt hands at my pants, and looked down to see Faith hungrily trying to get my pants down. I was all too eager to let her.
I looked back to our mothers, and saw that Sarah had slid up Mom's body and they were kissing each other hungrily. Sarah then slid up further, and planted her pussy on Mom's face. I was able to get a good look at her tits and noticed that they were bigger than I had even thought, at least D-cups. She immediately began to scream in ecstasy.
I felt Faith's mouth surround my cock, and I looked back down to her. She looked even more beautiful, as her red lips slid along my shaft, and I couldn't stop my own groan of pleasure. I could see that she had her hand in her panties, and was fingering herself furiously. She brought herself off, and I enjoyed the feeling of her tongue as she powerfully sucked me off while moaning in her own pleasure. She was starting to get me close, so I pulled back, reluctantly leaving her mouth.
"Let's go downstairs," I said, no longer being concerned over being heard above Sarah's screams. We left the room, but instead of going downstairs, Faith led me to my room. I figured they still wouldn't be able to hear us, and happily followed.
I stepped out of my pants, and watched as Faith stripped. Her body was phenomenal. He breasts were smaller than her mom's, but still respectable Cs, her waist was tiny, and I could now see a small strip of brown hair, neatly trimmed above her pussy. I could just make out her swollen pussy lips and clit at this distance.
She shoved me back against the bed, and I fell with a grin on my face. She straddled my hips, but I stopped her. "Uh-uh. I want to taste you first," I tell her.
"Really?" She asks in surprise. "No man has been willing to do that. They all say it's gross."
"Really!" I say, and before I know it, her pussy is pressed to my chin, and her legs are locked to my head. I start by sucking on her swollen labia, flicking it with my tongue as I do. I can hear her muffled moans above me, and know I am doing right. Her hands dig into my hair, and she pulls upwards, as if she wants to get my whole face inside her. Instead, I shove my tongue up as far as it will go, and begin swirling it around. Her hips begin to gyrate, and her moans get louder as I do this. Sensing she is getting close, I start to 'pop' her clit between my teeth and tongue, and hear her scream as my mouth is flooded with her orgasmic juices. Her taste is different than either Mom's or Lisa's, sweeter, somehow.
Faith lifts her hips, and stares at me in wonder for a moment. "I have never cum like that when a girl has done that for me. Thank you!" She then drops down and starts kissing me hungrily. I can feel her hips moving against my erection, and soon she has it in position without using her hands. As soon as I feel it lined up, I thrust at the same time she pushes, and we both grunt with the connection.
"That thing is HUGE," she exclaims, her pussy is tight, and I realize the only reason I got it in so easily was because of how wet she had become. She began to rock back and forth. I lean my head up, and suck one of her large tits into my mouth, and she starts to scream in rapture. I no longer care if our mothers hear us, and begin to pound into this sexy little vixen with fervor. She lets out another scream, and I concentrate all my effort on moving my hips, and sucking her hard nipple. She spasms violently, and collapses on me with a final scream, and then lays there panting. I continue to thrust up into her, loving the way she whimpers as I do, and soon dump my load in her.
She unexpectedly sits up again, and I see a different pair of hands groping her breasts.
"I thought I heard the sound of my daughter cumming. How do you like the feel of your older sister on your cock, Jason?
Older sister? But she has different parents. I sit there shocked, still buried in Faith's pussy, unable to think.
"You said she had a different dad!" I heard Mom screech from my doorway.
"There was another man that raised her. A good man, but not the one that sired her. Your late husband was her father. When I found out I was pregnant, you two were already engaged. I didn't want to come between you two, so I left. When I saw you the other day, and heard about what happened to him... Well, I figured it was about time you knew the truth."
"But why did you mislead me?"
"I never told you this, but my brother used to fuck me when I was younger. Only two men have ever loved me the way he did. Your husband was the second. I wanted that for my daughter."
The realization that I had just cum in a sister that I didn't realize I even had, started to turn me on again. I could feel Faiths hips rotating slowly on top of my softened cock, as her mother continued to fondle her daughter's breasts.
"Don't tell me you've never thought about doing it with your son, Diane. I saw the way you hungrily looked at him during dinner," Sarah accused.
Faith began to moan, as my cock started to come back to life within her, and she reached up, and pulled her mother's head down for a kiss. I watched, enthralled, as mother kissed daughter passionately, and Sarah continued to fondle Faith.
"Yes, but you still mislead me," Mom said, but there didn't seem to be any heat in it. Instead, her eyes were locked on to where I was now fully hard in my older sister. "Oh, fuck it!" she exclaimed. She moved Sarah away from her daughter, and lifted Faith off of me. I couldn't stop a wine from escaping as my dick suddenly felt naked. I was then shocked to see Mom turn Faith around, and start sucking my cum from her pussy. They lay next to me, and I felt forgotten for a moment.
"I'll take care of you, stud." I heard Sarah say as she planted her two large breasts on either side of my cock, and began to slide them up and down my shaft. With Faith's and my cum as lubricant, Sarah's tits felt wonderfully soft surrounding my cock.
I began to moan as she worked, Faith screaming in utter pleasure next to me. Sarah got up, and swung her leg over me, facing away. She turned back to me, and gave me a wink. "Go slow. It has been many years, since I have had one this big. I felt her nether lips touch the tip of my cock, and begin to slide over the head. There was a slight 'pop' as my head passed the entrance. "Oh, GAWD, that is big. Faith, how did you manage taking this fucker?"
"My little brother got me wetter than I have ever been before," Faith replied, between pants of lust. "It helped." Sarah began to slowly swivel her hips, taking me in deeper, bit by tiny bit.
"No more, Diane!" Faith screamed next to us. "I can't take any more!" I saw Mom lift her head and smile, and then crawled up Faith's body to kiss her, Faith's juices covering Mom's face.
Sarah was still slowly working her way onto me, grunting and groaning as I went deeper and deeper. Mom broke off her kiss, and moved to place her head between Sarah's and my legs. I felt her tongue touch my balls, making my dick jump, and Sarah to grunt in pain. She then moved higher, and I guessed she was licking Sarah's pussy, only to be confirmed a moment later. "Yes! Lick my clit! Get me wetter so I can fit your son's monster cock in me, YES!" Suddenly she slammed down the remaining bit, getting my cock fully into her.
She shuddered as an orgasm hit her, and I moaned as her tight pussy convulsed around my cock. I noticed the same heat from her pussy that I had noticed from my mom, and wondered if it was an older woman thing, or not.
Faith leaned over and whispered, "How does my mom's pussy feel?"
"Good. Hot," I say, "But yours felt better." I have no fear of Sarah hearing my confession above her own incoherent screams. Faith kisses me, our tongues entwining, and her hand on my cheek.
"Mom was right," Faith said, breaking the kiss, "Brothers do make better lovers." She returned to kissing me, and I felt Mom's tongue start to lick around my taint. It dawns on me that I am getting pleased by three women at once, and it sends me over the edge.
I moan deep into Faith's mouth, as I start to shoot my load. Feeling my orgasm start, Sarah jumps off me, but my cock is soon engulfed in my mother's mouth, as she takes my seed. The most powerful orgasm of my life rips through my body, and for long moments, I can only lay there, panting.
My head finally clears enough to look around, and I see three gorgeous women exchanging my cum from mouth to mouth.
Drained, exhausted, and pleased beyond measure, I drift off to sleep.