Mother, Son and Daughter' started as a standalone story, but I liked the characters so much that I finished the first story with a teaser for the next part. Hence a trilogy was accidentally born. This is part two of that trilogy and continues directly from the first. For those that have not read the first installment, I suggest you do. But then again, this story can be read on it's own too, feel free to read in any order you wish.
If you are still here, thank you.
I've tried something a little different in terms of narration this time. Hope it works for you.
All characters in the story are over the age of eighteen, and consent to all activities. The characters and storyline are of course fictional and bear no resemblance to anyone I know. It contains incest and bisexual scenes (but you should know that from the title), mild domination, sex for the first time, and sexual toys. If these do not excite you, then I fully understand if you do not read on.
Thanks again for reading on.
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How great was Mom? Wow. I couldn't believe how great she was, how little encouragement she needed to take control. She's a super, classy Mom but has always been a bit of a pushover. Lewis and I have gotten away with murder really over the years, and Dad has prioritized work over her, she just hasn't stood up for herself. Never done stuff just for her. So how she dominated Lewis and Emma so effortlessly was lit. Sorry, I mean amazing. My pussy was drenched from how exciting it was, seeing my mom in complete ecstasy. Seeing my brothers' cock ramming into her. His girlfriend writhing on her face. It makes me wet thinking about it again now.
So do you want to know what happened next? I hope so.
I walked out of the lounge, naked, and headed upstairs to my room. I had played with myself the whole time they were fucking, my pussy was still dripping, my nipples sore from being erect for so long, but I had promised a reward for Mom and I wasn't going to disappoint her. I wanted to toughen her up and give her the life experiences she deserved, instead of being a doormat she was. However, a change of scenery was required, a change of pace, to perfect her skills, to invite her into my world.
I know my confidence had shocked her, but it wasn't a surprise to me. I have always been dominant when it comes to sex. I think it comes mostly from my ambivalent feelings towards men, particularly my first time with a guy. I love a good cock. Sucking on a cock is amazing. Having a hard cock filling your pussy...mmm...yes please. But I am not physically attracted to men. A woman is so much more interesting. A female body is so much more interesting. A beautifully extended female neck is maybe the most erotic thing in the world. It sums up a woman completely: delicate, but strong. Tracing with your tongue from the ear lobe all the way down to the top of the cleavage. Feeling the shivers it creates. Oooh. So sexy. Then there's the curves of a breast, a perfect pair together but also perfect apart, the way they rise and fall with each breath. The round pointed nipples are encapsulated by the flesh of the breast. Part of the breast, but also their own thing. Their own pleasure. And don't get me started on the lower half of a woman...So much more interesting than a man.
So when I had my first experience with a man, I was the one in control. I was the one who could take it or leave it. He was the one desperate to shoot his load, and that gave me power. And, oh yes, I made the most of that.
Jimmy was his name. He was what you would call a jock. If you haven't read my Mom's account of the evening so far, I'm Sam by the way. I'm attractive. In fact, I'm hot. I'm not embarrassed to say that. If you have learned anything about me so far, you know I'm not embarrassed about many things and my looks are not one of those things. I inherited a slender figure and great pair of tits from my mom, as well as my blonde hair. She has more muscle on her legs and bottom than me. My arse is more naturally pert and sticks out slightly from my frame. She is more of a powerhouse. I'm your ballerina, with a bite... oh, and tits. A ballerina with tits. lol.
So jocks like me. And Jimmy was a jock. Short brown hair, brown eyes and traces of a little brown fluff on his chin. He was uber-fit from playing a lot of football and he did cold water swimming two or three times a week. This gave him a great physique. Strong chest, iron pumping biceps, thighs like tree trunks, and abs to die for. The physical size of him made what happened between us all the more surprising. Oh, but Jimmy was no Einstein.
We were at a house party in the summer before college, we had been kind of seeing each other since hooking up at my 18th. A few hands here and there, a few kisses here and there. But it hadn't progressed to sex yet. I knew he wanted to get to that base that night, and, if I'm honest, I was looking forward to seeing and feeling what it was like as well. I thought I preferred women but there's no harm in trying all things.
The parents of the house were away and there were about fifteen people drinking and dancing, nothing too rebellious or raucous. After about two hours at the party, a few drinking games, a few shots, and a bottle of pretty poor wine later, we started making out on the couch downstairs. I was perched on his lap, his hard body felt good under his tight, white Lacoste T-shirt as I held my hand on his chest. He clumsily rubbed my breast through my pink wrap-around top as we kissed. Our tongues exchanging blows.
"Let's go upstairs," I whispered in his ear. Jimmy jumped up with only one thing on his mind, leaving me to topple backwards onto the couch. He headed for the stairs, leaving me alone, bewildered. "What the f?" I thought.
I casually stood, adjusted my clothing, seeing if anyone had just seen what had happened (fortunately not), and followed Jimmy. As I reached the top of the stairs, my Knight in shining armour, not!, was holding the door open to the master bedroom with a big grin on his face. I could already see the start of an erection in his pale chino's. I walked past him without acknowledging him, pausing inside the door. He brushed past me and jumped onto the bed, sitting on the edge, and laying back. I closed the door and locked it. This cheeky fucker was expecting sex with no effort. I'd have to fix that.
I turned to face him, kicked his legs apart, stood between them and started to untie my wrap-around top. I had a purple bra on underneath, more sports than sexy, but it did show off my ample breasts. I could see more traces of that erection rising. He lay back with his arms behind his head
"Your turn," I said "Top off." Jimmy scrambled to get his T-shirt over his head as I stood in front of him. The excitement grew in his face, and his pants. I unclipped my bra and let it fall down my arms to the floor. His eyes lit up and he started to lift his arms to touch my tits.
"No, no, no. You stay right there." I said pushing his hands back down. My breasts getting very close to him. "You can wait for these babies." I shook my breasts slightly from side to side and took a step backward.
"Let's get those pants off."
Again Jimmy scrambled to get the clothes off as quickly as possible.
"Calvins too." I motioned to his underwear. He looked a little puzzled but his brain wasn't doing the thinking by this point so he obeyed and pulled his trunks down over his magnificent thighs.
Jimmy has an average size cock. I later learned that he experimented with steroids which probably didn't help with his penis size, but it was big enough for my first time. Non threatening. Semi erect, it bobbed up and down as he sat in front of me. He was noticeably excited and a little embarrassed to be naked apart from his white sports socks.
"I think you need him to be a bit bigger for me. I think you better play with 'Little Jimmy'." I said pointing at his cock.
"What? Are you crazy?"
In retrospect, I think I was a little crazy. His arrogance that he was going to get 'pussy' with no effort. Leaving me downstairs. Jumping on the bed. Expecting. It wasn't much, but it flicked a switch in me. It awoke a dominant mistress that would not accept any shit from men. That wanted equality for women. No. That wanted more for women.
"Do you want to play with these?" I asked, clasping the side of my breasts and, again, swaying them from side to side. "Do you want some of this?" I asked lifting my short denim skirt, showing my purple panties. I didn't wait for a response. "Well, you are going to have to work for it. Take 'Little Jimmy' in your hand and start jacking off. I want to see how hard you can get. How much you want me." I licked my fingers and circled my nipples. I was going to use every womanly weapon I possessed.
It did the trick. Seeing me touch my nipples, Jimmy grabbed his dick and started to masturbate quickly.
"Slow down Jimmy. Let's not get 'Little Jimmy' too excited. Long slow strokes." I bent over so my face was level with his cock. "Long...Slow...Strokes." I exhaled on the last word, breathing and blowing across the tip of his cock. I saw his nipples harden instantly and his abs tighten. My eyebrows raised. I slowly blew again with the same result. I let a little spit fall from my mouth and dangle down until it touched the tip of his cock where it gripped, pulled itself free from my lips and pooled around the top of his foreskin. He quickened his pace with his hand smearing my spit around the shaft. "Shhh. Slow Jimmy. Slow." I breathed the words across his cock again. An electric jolt seemed to come from under him. "Controlling a man through his cock really is easy," I thought.
I raised my body back to full height, slowly unzipped my skirt and let it slip down over my hips, turning to the side so he got a clear view of my arse.
"What do you want to do to me Jimmy? What are you going to do to this body?"
"Fuck you." Replied Jimmy.
In that instant I knew Men were not for me in terms of a meaningful relationship. Sex yes. But nothing more.
"Fuck me!" I exclaimed. " Is that it? Is that the best you can come up with? Look at these lips. Look at these tits. Look at these legs. Look at this arse. You can do better Jimmy." My body cavorting as I motioned to each body part as I said the words. What are you going to do to this body, you useless prick." Jimmy stopped masturbating. He didn't quite know whether to storm out or carry on. He was being verbally abused but had the chance to have sex. He was an 18-year-old boy. Sex won.
"Mmm. I'm sorry Sam. I can do better than that."
"I'm sorry MISS. I can do better MISS." I was getting into this role now.
Meanwhile Jimmy was slowly realising he had lost control of this situation. "I'm sorry Miss, I can do better Miss."
"Go on then. Do better. What will you do to this body?" I said as I posed for him.
"I...I...I will suck your nipples. I...I...will play with your tits. Touch them. Feel them."
"Better Jimmy. Now keep stroking 'Little Jimmy'. He needs attention."
I moved over to him as he took himself in his hand again. I offered my breast to his mouth.
"Show me."
He greedily sucked on my nipple. I grabbed his hair to pull him back so that only his tongue could flick against me. I moved his head in and out so he sucked or flicked. I moved him between my breasts controlling my pleasure. He continued to stroke his cock.
Sitting in front of me, he moved his free hand around behind me and tried to pull me down. He was strong but I easily pushed him away as he didn't expect the resistance.
"You don't get to do that Jimmy. If you do that again I'll slap you." I said. "Are you ok if I slap you Jimmy?" He still had his hand around his cock and lips on my tit, he nodded, but there was a glint in his eye. In a flash, he grabbed my arse in a sudden act of defiance, testing if I would follow through with my threat. I slapped him hard round the face. The sound rang out in the room and his hands fell away from me and from his cock. His lips away from my nipple.
"That's what you get if you don't respect women Jimmy. You have to respect them. Show Miss the respect she deserves Jimmy. Now what do you say?"
"Er. Sorry Miss?" he mumbled.
"Exactly. Sorry Miss. Now 'Little Jimmy' needs that attention again. He's not big enough to satisfy Miss." As he started to masturbate again I bent forward and cupped his balls. I placed my other hand on his chest and gripped his nipple between two fingers. I squeezed his balls as he looked into my eyes. I could see the joy returning and erasing the memory of the slap. I pulled his nipple so he grimaced in pain. Then flicked it hard. I scratched my nails gently around his chest and moved my hand over his abs, tracing each one with my nail.
"You can kiss me Jimmy." He bent forward and we kissed. I could feel his balls tensing in my hand. "He's not going to cum already is he?" I thought to myself. We continued to kiss as he kept stroking his cock and I caressed his balls. I ran my finger from base to tip of his cock. It was solid now. I moved my lips away from him, bent over so my face was close to his cock again and circled my finger around the tip of his penis, blowing gently. I let the long line of spit dribble down to his cock again, making the head shine and his hand slide.
I looked him in the eyes. "Do you want to cum Jimmy?"
"Yes." He replied dreamily.
"Yes, Miss! Please Miss." I squeezed the top of his cock. He grimaced agaon and tensed up.
"Yes, Miss. Please Miss." He almost shouted.
"Well, you are not allowed to cum yet Jimmy. Miss is not satisfied with you." I stood up and rolled my panties down my legs. Jimmy's eyes opened wide seeing my pussy for the first time. His hand quickened on his cock. I parted my legs slightly in front of him and pushed my tits together in front of his face.
"Stop stroking 'Little Jimmy' Jimmy. Good boy. Now give me your hand. Good."
I took his hand and placed it between my legs moving his middle finger so it pressed on my clit. Jimmy immediately went to insert it in my pussy. I slapped him round the face again.
"I didn't tell you to do that did I Jimmy. Are you going to behave? Are you able to respect me?"
"Yes, Miss. Sorry Miss." His eyes looking at me pleadingly.
I placed his hand back on my pussy and his finger on my clit.
"Stroke that middle finger up and down slowly Jimmy. That's right. More pressure. A little more. That's right. Keep stroking. Now round in circles. Feel that little nub. Rub around that nub Jimmy. That's right. Round and round. Now push the nub Jimmy. Gently. That's good Jimmy." My words are coming through shallower breaths. Holding his wrist with one hand, I've subconsciously grabbed my breast with the other and I'm kneading it. I've closed my eyes. He starts to kiss my other breast, his tongue back on my nipple. He keeps the same motion on my clit as I bend forward, grab his chin, and we kiss again. Then back to my nipple, then my lips.
After a few minutes he's getting good. He keeps alternating his touch from hard to soft, up and down and round and round.
"Mmmm. Yes. Mmmm. Good Jimmy." But I pull my body away. "Do you think you can do this with your tongue Jimmy?"
"Yes, Miss. Yes please, Miss."
I removed his hand and sat down on the bed, parting my legs.
"On your knees Jimmy. Let's see how good a student you are."
He slipped off the bed and moved between my legs. I grabbed his hair again to control his head. His tongue darted for my open pussy lips and the tip went inside. It sent beautiful sensations through my body but I roughly grabbed his hair to pull him back and lift his face upwards so he looked at me.
"You're not a very good student Jimmy. I said 'The same with your tongue'. Not inside my pussy. Now let's try again." I moved his head back into position. His tongue now moved onto my clit and lapped up and down. I pulled his head back so he could only use the tip of his tongue, which he used to circle my clit. I kept him in this position feeling the throbbing of my pussy rising. Then I pushed his head right in so that his lips flattened against me. Pulled him away and pushed him back in.
"Suck as well Jimmy," I demanded. He immediately responded and sucked my clit. "Harder. Try and swallow my clit." He responded again. " Very good Jimmy," I said breathlessly. He kept sucking and I grabbed his hair more tightly. Pulling him in. I held him there enjoying the sensations that were pulsing through my pussy as his lips sucked me into his mouth. I had masturbated many times before fantasizing about a woman touching me, but this was the first time my pussy had been eaten. I told myself that I was going to have this done a lot.
Without realizing it I had cut off Jimmy's breathing. His bose squashed against my pubic hair, his mouth on my clit. He was trying to pull his head back so I held him longer. His eyes grew more panicked. Another few seconds and I pulled his head back. He gasped for air. My juices smeared on his chin.
"Good boy Jimmy." I still had hold of his hair and I pulled him up by it and lay him on the bed. I stood in front of him. It was time for me to have my first cock in my pussy.
I grabbed his chinos off the floor and searched for a rubber. I gambled that he would have one in his pocket. Bingo. I ripped off the wrapper with my teeth, bent over him and slowly wrapped his cock in the slimy condom. It was the first time I had done it for real.
"I control the speed, Jimmy. I control when you put anything inside me. I control you. Is that clear Jimmy?"
"Yes, Miss."
"Good boy."
I stepped up onto the bed so I towered over him. "Here goes," I thought. I crouched over him and slowly lowered myself onto his cock. The tip went in and my pussy pulsed. My nipples tingled. I placed one of my hands on his chest, the other on to those perfect abs and I lowered a little more onto him. I felt his tip slide up inside and his shaft enter me. It hurt a little as my pussy stretched to take him, so I stopped to relax my pussy. Jimmy lifted his hips up toward me, pushing his shaft deeper. Slap! His cheek burned from my hand. My pussy stung from the sudden insertion. His hips dropped back to the bed.
"I can stop this whenever I want to Jimmy. Who is in control?" I managed to say through the sudden breathlessness.
"You are Miss. Sorry Miss."
I raised myself up and then slowly lowered again. I did this a few times taking a little more cock each time, gathering pace. My pussy started to enjoy it more. I finally had all of him inside me. I could feel it pressing up into what felt like my stomach. I raised myself up fully and his sheathed cock sprang from my pussy. It slipped in my hand as I placed it back into me and I dropped heavily back down onto him. My wetness now swallowing his whole cock easily. I bounced on his cock. Gripping his torso and chest with my hands. Jimmy lay there with a look of concentration and joy. His arms outstretched beside him. His body immobile.
"Now you can fuck me Jimmy. Thrust those hips. Grab my tits and fuck me." He did as he was told. Grabbing my tits roughly and jerking his hips up as I landed on him. His cock buried itself deeper in me and after three or four thrusts we got in sync and managed to actually fuck. It was short lived though. After about five or six more thrusts Jimmy grunted, his hands gripped my tits tightly, I saw his pupils expand, and I felt his cum shoot up into the rubber inside me. They were powerful jets and I could feel it pumping and filling up the rubber as I continued to bounce up and down on him. I hadn't cum yet but I wanted to. I placed a hand on my clit as I bounced. I would have to finish myself. I rubbed and swirled and bounced. His cock was still hard in me, his hands still on my tits. I sped up all three motions until I felt the warmth start through my stomach down through my pussy and I came. I threw my head back and grabbed his thighs. He was twitching under me I was twitching on top of him. My first cock, my first orgasm with a real penis inside me.
We cleaned up using toilet tissue from the en-suite. We dressed in silence.
As we moved to the door to leave I put my hand on his chest, gripping his T-shirt, and looked up into his eyes. "If you ever tell anyone what happened in here I will tell them how you called me Miss, how I made you wank 'Little Jimmy' for me, how you let me slap you, and how I had to satisfy myself because you came in seconds. Understand?"
"Yes, Miss. Understood Miss... Only Miss?"
"Yes, Jimmy."
"Can we do all those things again, Miss."
For the rest of the summer, Jimmy was the slave I trained and the slave I trained myself on. It worked well for both of us. I learned many skills in domination. CBT, Bondage, Caning, Breath Play, Chastity, Face sitting, Pegging (that took a while to convince Jimmy) and of course humiliation. Jimmy got unbelievable sex and me on his arm. I got talents that I am using at College where I'm supplementing my studies with a few discreet appointments with local men (and, it turns out, some of my professors). Jimmy got unbelievable sex and me on his arm. lol.
I also confirmed my love of the female form. First with my best friend Ginny, then with other girls I've met at college. Ginny and I still mess around sometimes, she will always be my first real love.
I'm sorry for swerving off topic a little there, hopefully the backstory explains a little of why we are where we are.
Back to that night.
I had entered my room. I heard my mom's padded feet coming up the wooden stairs behind me, I had an idea, but I needed more time. I threw my clothes and her wet thong on my bed and blocked the entrance to the room. My arms raised against the frame, my legs apart, my waist twisted, turning my body slightly in profile. Remember, I am naked.
Mom walks toward me. Strands of her hair are sticking to her head. She has Emma's pussy juice still on her face. She has her dress crumpled up across her mid-riff. Her tits are exposed, her pussy is exposed. Her thighs glisten from her own cum mixed with Lewis's. I can see wet traces of him on her dress.
"Do you think you are coming in here looking like that?"
Mom stopped, looked herself up and down and started to pull her dress down over her thighs.
Sam is right. I look a mess. She looks incredible. In the doorway her legs stretch the width, her arms the height, her breasts point toward me, her pussy points to the side, denying me. I am still captivated by her.
"Have some respect for yourself, Mom." She says reaching out and putting her hand on my chin. Our eyes meet. I am suddenly embarrassed and she sees right through me.
"Don't be embarrassed, Mom. You are beautiful." She moves forward and kisses me on the lips.
I taste Emma on Mom's lips. I hold the kiss. No tongues, just passionate, loving lips together. I move away and break the kiss.
"You were fierce Mom. You were phenomenal." Sam says to me. " I want to reward you. I want to pleasure you. Give you whatever you want. Treat you like the queen you are." This sends shivers through my body. "Now you want to go and freshen up and come back to me." She places a hand on my chest. "You want to look like that mama pussy inside there."
"Ok." I smile back at her. But in my head, I am screaming. "She heard me purring, she heard my miaows!" I turn and walk to my room.
I strip away my dress and unlike earlier in the day, have the quickest shower in history, preoccupied with what I should wear for the next part of this incredible night. I dry my hair and tie it up giving me what I think is an air of superiority. Bright red lipstick applied I select the sexiest underwear I possess. Red lace lingerie that incorporates a bra and panties connected with lace crisscrossing my body. It's sheer material does little to cover what is beneath. Over the top, I put on a black silk camisole. Thin straps over my shoulders, the red lace bra peeps over the top of the neckline and the hem barely covers my panties. I slip on a tremendous pair of red high heels to complete my look. I'm ready.
Before returning to Sam I call Emma's Mum, Veronica. "Hi V. Sorry to call you so late. Just wanted to let you know all is great here, and Emma is going to stay over. We've been having so much fun getting to know each other and playing...er...games that time just ran away with us. I'll get her back before lunch tomorrow...Ok, super...Yes...Yes... Agreed. Catch up soon. Thanks. Bye...Yes, Night."
I ended the call and took a deep breath in.
Walking across the landing, my heart was beating out of my chest. "What am I doing? What am I about to do? What has come over me? I shouldn't be doing this." But my legs are not listening. They confidently stride over the short distance and I open the door into Sam's room.
The first thing I see is Sam herself. I scan her from top to toe. She has fixed her hair in short pigtails, dark mascara around her eyes, red lipstick lazily smeared across her lips, a black leather choker round her neck, a white blouse tied under her boobs pushing her cleavage up and out of the top of the purple bra under her shirt, a very short schoolgirl checked skirt showing off her bright purple panties and, below these, black, PVC, knee high boots. If you think Britney Spears's 'Hit me baby' music video mixed with Morticia Adams you would come close to seeing the magnificence that I see. In her hand, resting on her thigh, is a white, magic wand vibrator.
"This is all for you." She says waving the vibrator from the top of her boots to her head in a flourish. She then dramatically moves her hand out to the side away from her body so I shift my gaze to the rest of the room. My eyes scan across her desk where her books from earlier in the day have been replaced with a rabbit vibrator, a huge black dildo, what looks to be a cane, some lube, and to my amazement a large, ribbed, thick, bright pink double ended dildo. But my eyes do not stop there. They move on to Lewis and Emma sitting quietly in the corner. Lewis is bare-chested just wearing his jockey shorts. Even from a distance, I can see the outline of his cock running down the inside of his thigh. Emma is seated in a chair next to him. She has Lewis' T-shirt on, which does nothing to hide her erect nipples pointing forward. I can see her dark areola through the material. The T-shirt comes down to her thighs so I can't see if she has panties on or not. I try to.
Then shift my weight to stand proud and move my eyes back to Sam.
She speaks again. "This is all for you Mama Pussy. They have both agreed. You can do what..."
I raise my finger and interrupt her. "...I think I will say what I can and can't do, young lady." I walk past her and stand in front of my Son. I see Sam smile as I pass her. The badass Mama is back. I bend from the waist forward, stretching my calves and thighs. My strong legs and stomach muscles hold me in place. My camisole and bra hang down away from my body giving them a great view of my chest. I kiss Lewis on the lips. My tongue searches his and we battle for supremacy. As we kiss I place my hand on Emma's lap. She parts her legs and I slide a hand up her thigh. I reach the top and feel smooth skin. "No panties" I register to myself. I grab Lewis' hair and pull him back. I shift my lips to Emma and do the same. Her lips still taste of me so I swirl my tongue around her lips as well as her mouth. The sensations, combined with that I know my arse will be fully exposed to Sam giving her a full view of my sexy, see-through panties, starts to get me wet, so I pull back. I want this to last forever.
My face is still level with theirs. I give my instructions. "I will call on you when I want you. In the meantime no playing with each other or yourselves unless I say so. Just sit back and observe me and Sam." I make eye contact with each of them as they nod agreement. This time I stroke my hand up Lewis's thigh from underneath his knee. I stare at Emma as her eyes follow my hand. I pause as I reach his jockey shorts, I allow my nails to scratch along the outline of his now semi-hard cock. "This cock is only for me. No one else tonight." I breathe to her.
I stand and turn round. Sam has swiveled to watch us. Standing with her legs slightly parted in her high-heeled boots she looks magnificent. She has a cheeky smile on her face. The cat that got the cream.
Stick vibrator still in her hand. I move over to her and gently hold her pigtails in each hand, rolling her head so her neck extends backward. I lick from the nape of her neck up to the choker, then up to her chin, returning back down again. Circling my tongue in the indentation at the nape before sliding my tongue down into her cleavage and breathing her aroma in. I roll my tongue back up to her chin and then on to her red lips. Keeping her head held backward so her lips slightly part. She doesn't resist. She obediently allows me to do what I want to her. I trace my tongue around her lips making sure I don't slip my tongue inside. I need her to want me. I want her to need me. I move my lips to her ear and nibble on the lobe, darting my tongue onto the neck behind, leaving new traces of red lips on the skin. Trying to keep my breath in check even though my heart is still racing.
I release a hand from her hair and trace it down the side of her face and body. Carving a line around the outside of her breast, round them, under them. I can feel her breath catch as my hand brushes along her. I move it slowly down her arm and rest it on her wrist. The wrist of the hand with the vibrator.
"I hope you know how to use that Samantha. Mama Pussy needs some attention." As I whisper the words, I hear a 'click' and gentle humming starts. I slide my hand across from her wrist to her bare middriff and caress the side of her stomach. I keep nibbling and kissing her ear. I feel her shivers from my touch.
Her hand raises the cylindrical end of the vibrator to my breast and circles where she knows my nipple will be under the material of the camisole and bra. As it hits the spot I bite a little harder on her ear. Sam rightly interprets this as a good sign and presses the vibrator onto my chest. Moving it round and round and up and down. She reaches up and slides the strap from my shoulder so my camisole slips down on one side of my body. She will see my breast through my lace bra and she expertly rubs the vibrator against my nipple. I move my hand from her hair down her back, feeling her neck again shiver against my lips. My hands meet at her middle and I untie the knot in her shirt which falls open revealing her barely contained breasts. I slide my tongue back from her ear to her neck and down to her breasts again, using my teeth to peel the front of her bra forward to suck in her erect nipple. Her breast rises up to my mouth in expectation. I hear gasps as my wet lips touch her nipple.
She slips the other strap from my shoulder and my camisole drops to the floor. Her hand moves the vibrator down from my breast across my stomach, but I quickly move my hand to her wrist to stop her. I move it back up to my breast and quickly reach behind my back and undo my bra to give her access to both breasts. "Don't stop." I manage to mumble with her nipple still in my teeth. I hear the frequency of the humming change as Sam increases the intensity of the vibrator and circles my nipples. I groan in pleasure and replace my lips on her breasts with my fingers so I can move my lips up to kiss her on the mouth. We kiss like we have never kissed anyone before. Passionately, frantically. I purr into her mouth. The hair on my neck is standing on end. My nipples are erect and tingling.
I manage to pull myself away. I want to extend this forever.
"Take your panties off and give them to me," I demand. The role reversal from earlier in the evening when it was her who demanded this of me is not lost on Sam, who smiles and bends to slide the panties down from beneath her skirt and over her boots. I am pleased to see there is a dark patch where she has already made them wet. She lifts them up to me, but only after she slides them across her pussy, capturing more of her pussy juices.
I turn and hold the panties in front of me. "Emma come here." I beckon her over to me and place my free hand on her cheek to bring her eyes to mine. "Lewis. Also, come here" I say, still looking into Emma's eyes. "Lewis take a big sniff of your sister's panties...Good boy. Now lick them Lewis. Good pussy licker Lewis...Keep your face in those panties, Lewis...Now take your shorts off for Mama...No, keep your tongue in the panties..." I'm still looking Emma in the eye, caressing her cheek, as he delicately pulls his shorts down over his now fully erect cock. "Mine, only mine" I mouth to Emma.
"Good boy." I move the panties away from his face and he stands up straight in front of me. "Now give these to Emma so she can wear them and then sit down again. Remember no playing with that." I gave his cock a quick stroke. He takes the panties and she slips them on under his shirt. I catch a glimpse of her shaved pussy as her legs part before covering it with Sam's purple panties. Lewis sits back down and Emma stays by my side. I push my hand against the panties so Sams wetness is cool against Emma's pussy lips. Her eyes close and she moans. I slide the T-shirt over her head and tease her nipples with my fingers as I continue to massage her through her new panties.
I turn back to Sam. She stands before me, pigtails, her purple bra on under an open shirt, a skirt that shows her bare pussy, knee-high boots. Waiting patiently. With a vibrator. Magnifence.
I reach behind me for Emma's hand and bring her in close. I feel her taut nipples against my back and her breath on the back of my neck. "Touch my breasts," I say as I move her hand up. She brings both hands to my breasts and alternates playing with my nipples and squeezing my tits. I move my hand to Sam's wrist again and this time pull the vibrator towards my pussy. The vibrating head presses the thin material of my panties against me and a visible spasm goes through my legs. My body involuntarily pushes back against Emma. I pull Sam in and we kiss again. I am sandwiched between the two girls. My legs are bent and spread slightly. Sam changes to a wave frequency and is using it to massage my clit. Standing tall in my heels, each wave is shaking through my legs. My hips thrust back and forth as if fucking the vibrator. Each wave almost makes me break the kiss. I'm purring through my chest and into Sam's mouth. My stomach is pulsing. I'm being kept standing by a mixture of Emma holding my breasts, and the vibrator in Sam's hand between my legs. She flicks a switch and the intensity increases. She presses it ever tighter against my clit. I'm in an ecstasy sandwich.
My panties are drenched.
Emma can feel my arse pushing back into her with greater speed. She is firm with my tits now and licking, biting, my neck. I reach behind me with one hand on to her purple panty-covered arse and pull her against me tighter. Her nipples are like bullets against my back. She must feel the rhythmic vibrations through me. I place my other hand behind Sam, under her skirt, onto her bare arse and grip her tightly. From my grip, from my breathing, from my shudders, from my miaowing, they both know what's going to happen.
I buck and twist as the orgasm hits me. The vibrator continues against my clit and I squeal as my legs give way under me. I grab both girls tightly to keep myself standing. Neither stops pleasuring me. I can feel the juices on my thighs. I've never cum so much. I can't control the gushing. The pulses buck my hips, I squeal, I purr.
If I wasn't so wrapped up in my own sensations I might have taken time and imagined the agony on Lewis' face as he watched this spectacle, unable to touch his cock, unable to release the excruciating sexual frustration of seeing his sister and girlfriend making his Mother gush.
Eventually, it is Sam who breaks us apart. But instead of respite she drops to her knees, unclips my panties from the lace straps, and pulls them down to my ankles. She buries her head between my legs and laps up my juices. I shudder again as her nose hits my clit and lips touch my pussy lips. Her head is sliding around in the juices covering my legs. I'm restricted by the panties around my ankles and grab her head to stop me from falling. But I slowly manage to gain some control, stand her up again and wrap my arms around her shoulders. I lick myself from her lips and allow my heartbeat to calm.
"That was just the starter," I say gently. "We all still need to be fucked. Both of you strip."
As Sam removes her remaining clothes Emma peels the wet panties off, I stepped from my knickers and walked to the desk, picking up the black dildo and the pink double-ended monster. I ignored the lube. Our levels of excitement mean there is no need for that. As I returned I took Lewis' hand and moved him and the two girls with me over to the bed.
"Sam, let's put on a show," I say, waving the ribbed pink dildo. "You two stay standing there and watch until I say otherwise. Remember the rules." I hand Sam the black dildo and push her backward.
She lays on her back in front of me and spreads her thighs. I gently raise her legs over her head so her full woman is wide open in front of me. She has beautiful pink lips surrounding her nub of a clitoris. A tiny 'V' of hair points down to a perfectly smooth pussy, open in shades of pink and cream. It glistens. Her arse is tight and shines too. I can see her anus tense and relax as her legs get used to their new position.
I bend over her and start to feed one end of the dildo inside her. I watch in amazement as my daughters, my little girls, pussy devours it. Her breathing is interrupted at times and I pause as she stretches herself to fit it. Once half of it is fully inside her. I bend the other half towards me, kick off my heels, and stand on the bed above her. I tower over her. I slip the other end of the dildo into my already soaking-wet pussy and straighten up above her. She looks up at me through her thighs in anticipation of what's next. I drop myself down onto Sam. Our pussy's meet at the center point and we both let out a grunt as the dildo pushes itself deep inside and our pussy lips rub against each other. Sam is prone below me, so it is me to control the fucking. I raise myself up and slap back down onto the dildo and Sam. More grunts from both of us. Our eyes watching the ecstasy in each other's faces. I stand again, this time squeezing my pussy around the dildo so it stays gripped and rises with me. It slips up Sam's pussy and I plunge it back in. She yelps as the dildo pushes into her. I purr. I keep pulling myself up with the dildo gripped inside me and plunging back down. My breasts bouncing, our pussy's slapping against each other. Sam's head is rolling, her eyes now closing each time I drop down onto her.
I push the dildo into Sam and stop on top of her. She bounces as if expecting the next fuck from me, but I grind my pussy against hers. Our clits are tickled by our pussy lips and strips of hair. Each filled with pink ribbed joy. I bounce again taking my breath away and releasing squeals of joy once more from Sam. Up and down. Up and down. Somehow I take Emma's hand and pull her alongside us. I reach down for the black dildo that has been discarded by Sam and slip it between Emma's legs. Gliding it against her thighs and along her pussy. I grab Sam's hand and replace mine with hers on the dildo and she starts to play with the big cock between Emma's legs.
I rise up and pull the pink dildo out of my pussy, leaving it in Sam. My juices flowed out with it and slip on to Sam's arse cheeks. I twist around so I am facing Lewis, my back now facing the girls, I slide the pink dildo back into my pussy. I bend forwards and, there's no better word for it, I twirk. I twirk with one end of a dildo filling my pussy and the other fucking my daughter. Building the rhythm. I can hear Sam squealing, Emma moaning and our pussy's squelching.
I spy Lewis. His eyes are bulging. His cock is bouncing. He doesn't know where to look. In between breaths, purrs and grunts I manage to grab him by the balls. "Your cock is all mine." I bend torward him and take it in my mouth. He grabs my nipples and pulls them towards him. My pussy is filled. My mouth is filled. I swirl my tongue, I grind my hips. I bob my head, I bounce my arse. I've no idea what is going on behind me but the sounds are exhilarating. I think Emma is now above Sam's face with the black dildo inside her. Sam pulling it in and out, fucking Emma and licking her clit. The juices flowing into Sam's mouth. Maybe I am imagining that is what is happening. I can't focus. I'm still twirking, I'm still sucking.
My legs are beginning to burn so I use Lewis's chest to support me. He grabs the back of my head and thrusts his cock deep into my throat. I gag, and spit dribbles down my chin. My hair has come free and is falling across my face. The pink dildo in my pussy is pushing air from my lungs, but there is nowhere for it to go. I try and breathe as I make my mouth as wide as possible to get some air, but his cock is too big, my lips wrap around it tightly as he pulls me back onto it. His cock slips down my open throat. In. Out. In. Out. My arse going Up. Down. Up. Down. Piling into Sam. If I don't make him cum soon I think I will pass out. Lewis still has one of my nipples in his fingers, my other breast is bouncing into my chin as he pulls my head back and forth. His action is getting quicker and deeper. My legs feel other-worldly, somehow lifting me up to then impale myself on the dildo, and then repeating...and then repeating. Sending both me and Sam into convulsions.
With what feels like my last ounce of energy I grip the dildo in my pussy pulling it up out of Sam, I suck hard on Lewis' cock swirling my tongue around and around, I tuck a finger underneath his balls pushing into the skin. At the same time, I drop back down into Sam. My ears are ringing but I hear her squeal below me. I purr vibrations onto Lewis' cock and I feel his cock start to beat like my heart. It gives me the spirit to lift my legs up again and again.
I feel his cum with my tongue pulse through his penis before it shoots into the back of my throat. I hear a muffled roar from him as the sensation flows from my head to my toes and explodes through my pussy. I drink his cum but my own orgasm won't let me stay there. I have to straighten up, the dildo drives harder into me, and his penis slips from my mouth. I gasp as his warm cum shoots onto my face and down my chest. Sam's body won't stop shaking as we continue to grind, pussy to pussy. She has felt my orgasm through her body and has cum at the same time as me. My hand pumps Lewis's cock milking every last drop from him on to my body.
As my head begins to clear I hear the unmistakeable sound of a female orgasm behind me. Emma is cumming. I pull the dildo from inside me, which causes a new convulsion, and leave it poking up in the air from Sam's pussy. I turn to watch her pushing the black dildo in and out of Emma, licking her, not allowing her to catch her breath within her orgasm. I run my fingers through Lewis' cum on my lips and breast and slide my finger into Emma's mouth as she writhes. She gobbles up the cum so I move over and pull her head into my cleavage so she can get a real taste of him. Sam gives five or six more huge pumps with the dildo and Emma flails her arms, her head buried in my cleavage, as she has another of her multiple orgasms of the night. Sam slows down and I hug Emma tightly as her body starts to calm and her breathing returns to normal. My own chest heaving and my heart beating through my ears.
Mom is holding Emma tightly. I pull the black dildo out of Emma's pussy and she groans again. I flip myself up and slide the pink dildo from inside me, dropping both onto the floor with a clunk. Mom looks shattered. We are both shattered. My body is sore, my eyes are drowsy. I move up the bed and put my head on the pillow. It's been the best night of my life.
I lay down on the bed next to Sam and snuggle to her. Short kisses through short breaths before her eyes close and mouth slowly relaxes. Lewis slides behind me and puts his arm across my waist and on to my thigh. I feel his wet, semi-hard penis against my buttocks, nestling between my legs. Emma slides in behind him and we all embrace. Our bodies beat together as they start their recovery. Our melodic heartbeats send us all into a blissful sleep. It's been the best night of my life.
When I awake, through my sleepy eyes, I see that the clock on the table shows nine fifteen. Lewis and Emma have gone. Sam and I are still in each other's arms from the night before. Someone has pulled a blanket over us. My body is tired but content and relaxed. I can't think of a better place to be. So I cuddle into her some more and fall asleep again. Driving Emma home can wait.
Wake up sleepy heads." Her voice comes through the haze of my dream. The dream of my mom sucking my cock. The dream of my girlfriend's face contorting in ecstasy as my sister plunges a fat dildo into her pussy. "Mmmm," I respond as a hand gently rocks my shoulder.
"Lewis, Buttercup, time to get up."
I dozily open my eyes and Mom is leaning over me and smiling. She looks different. Her hair maybe. Her face? Is it the make-up? No, no make-up. Same but different. Her face is close to mine. Her long blond hair hangs toward me, her bright blue eyes piercing my heart, her lips full and sensuous, glistening slightly. I want to reach up and touch them.
Mom is wearing a kimono-style dressing gown, large flower white print on a green background. My eyes drop to her cleavage as she is bending over me, her dressing gown hangs forward away from the skin. Her naked body is underneath. The beautiful naked body that I was touching last night. That I was fucking last night. Beautiful. Definitely beautiful. She speaks again, quietly, smiling. She knows exactly where I am looking. Maybe I imagine it, but I think she bends forward a liitle further.
"We have to get Emma home, sweetie. I've put some juice there for each of you" she motions to my bedside table.
I look to my left, and my girlfriend Emma is on her side, facing me, still asleep. After last night's exploits, I'm not surprised. I move my hand over to her and stroke her hair. She murmurs before opening her eyes to look at me.
"Ah. There she is. Good morning Emma," my mom whispers making Emma look up at her, still in dream state. Her eyes adjust, and, like me, I see her mind adjusting to the memory of the night before.
"When I called your mother last night, I told her that I would have you home by lunchtime, so we had better get moving soon. There's juice next to the bed for you both. Get showered and I'll see you downstairs when you're ready for breakfast. We'll take your Dad's car, mine is still at the golf club. All right Buttercup?" She places a hand on my shoulder again and looks at me with the question.
I turn back to her and nod. "That's great mom. Thanks."
She smiles again and walks towards the landing. We both watch her hips in the kimono sway away.
Stopping just before the bedroom door, she looks over her shoulder, back at us.
"Oh, I nearly forgot, I put a pair of Lewis's sister's panties on the bed for you Emma. Your panties are still wet from last night. I'm wearing those today."
With that, she slips the Kimono from her shoulders and lets it drop, revealing her bare back, only catching it at her wrists. We both see her arse, barely covered by Emma's little white panties from the night before. The material pulled between her large, jiggling arse cheeks. She glides out of the room with the kimono hanging in an arc below her bottom. Before we can say a word. Before we can process it. Leaving us with our mouths open in shock.
We sit up in silence, not really knowing what to say or do. We both take a swig of juice. Put the glass back down. Another swig. I finally break the silence.
"Shall I shower first, you relax here for a bit. 'K?"
"Sure. Sounds good." Emma replies.
I kiss her, slip out of the duvet, still naked from the night before, and pad over to the en-suite. My large cock semi-hard. The results of my dream, and what has just happened with my mom. My large cock that last night I realized is more impressive than I thought. The girls loved it, they couldn't get over how big it was. I'm definitely standing more proud today. So is it.
I don't waste any time in jumping in the shower, washing my hair before grabbing the shower gel and foaming up my body. With the memory of the night before still raw in my head, it's tempting to jerk off. It's too tempting in fact, so I take my cock in my hand, put my head under the water, and start to play with myself. I'm imagining my mom's hand doing what mine is doing. Wrapping her fingers around my large girth. Tickling my balls with her other hand. Her lips about to touch it. Her mouth about to suck it in. It's not long before I am fully hard. I put a hand on the wall in front of me to keep me steady. The water cascaded over my head, my face, and down my back. Running down the arch of my arm onto my cock. I pick up speed, my fingers and palm wrapped around me, my thumb riding the top. Sliding the skin back and forth, squeezing the muscle. Allowing my fingers to tickle the head as they touch it.
Through the water, I hear the Shower door slide open. I jump in shock and turn around. My shock turns to embarrassment as Emma stands before me, looking at my rock-hard cock. She is beautiful too. Slimmer than Mom, slender arms and legs, small pert breasts, and a little gangly, she is still growing into her body. Last night has helped, she grew last night. Learned things, tried things, did things.
"I'm sorry, I just needed to. You know. I'm sorry." I stutter.
"Never be sorry about feeling horny Lewis. Just tell me next time. Whenever. Night or day. Just call. I'll come."
With that, she drops to her knees on the wet shower floor, puts her hands around my thighs, and grabs my buttock cheeks. Her head glides forward and she starts to feed my big cock into her mouth. Slowly at first, remembering her lessons from the night before. Opening her throat so more can feed in until she has my whole length inside her mouth. Her body moves backward and forwards, pivoting on her hips. I put an arm out either side of me. My cock slides in and out of her mouth. The water flows over my shoulders and down my chest, onto her dark hair, her head and face, down and over her breasts, as she keeps taking me in and out. My hips start to move in opposite motion to her, thrusting forward as she comes to me, pulling back as she pulls back from me. Deeper down her throat, she gags and splutters, but keeps going. We speed up. She sucks me in. Her tongue wrapping around my cock as it slides into her throat. She whips me out of her mouth and slides me between her wet breasts. Pushing them together as tightly as possible to encase my cock. My cock hitting into her chin as it pushes upwards. Her face looks up at me as I watch my cock fill her cleavage and her hand play with the tip.
She takes me back in her mouth, sucking greedily, her hand moving around my cock as it slides in and out of her mouth. Sucking my balls. Licking me all over. Gagging and slurping on my cock. Saliva and the warm water from the shower spilling out. All the time looking up at me with wide eyes.
She sits up straighter and bobs her head quickly up and down, just half my cock able to enter her mouth, but the change in pace and the tightness of her cheeks around my cock makes me gasp and tense my body, my arse, my cock.
I take her hands in mine and raise them above her head, I place them on my chest and hold them against me. She clamps them onto my nipples. Her body drops back down, supported by my arms holding hers, and I push myself into her mouth completely. I fuck her mouth over and over, fast and deep. Her head is being thrown backward with each thrust I make. Her hands scraping my chest, holding on. Her cheeks closed tight squeezing my cock with every movement as she gags. Faster, faster. "Aghhh". It doesn't take me long to cum with shaking legs and an explosive grunt and groan. She tries to swallow but some of my cum spills out across her lips and chin, quickly washed away by the water flowing across us.
I hold her hands tight. She sucks everything from me before letting my cock slip from her mouth. It slides down her breasts again. I can hear her heavy breathing through the rain of the shower. I help her stand and hold her close. My softening cock slipping down her stomach and between her thighs. We let the warm water flow over and between us.
She taps my buttocks with one hand. "Off you go then. That's you done. My turn to get showered now."
We kiss, I taste my cum in her mouth before we part and I move past her. A little shaky still on my legs.
We manage to get dressed without more playtime, move downstairs, and have a quick breakfast.
Mom has changed into a black leather mini skirt that I have never seen her wear before and a low-cut leopard-skin-print top. The neckline plunges into a V, revealing her amazing cleavage and the tops of her breasts where I can make out the hint of her nipples as the skin changes color just before being covered by her lacy black bra. The top has three-quarter-length sleeves that extend her arms from her body, making her tits look bigger, and her arms look leaner. She completes the ensemble with knee-high leather boots, hugging her calves. Are they Sam's from last night?
"Ride upfront with Mommy, Buttercup," Mom says as we leave the house and walk over to the garage toward Dad's Chevvy Suburban SUV. Sitting up front and not behind with Emma is surprising, but I open the passenger door and climb up. Emma climbs into the back seats, slots in behind me, and straps in. It's dark and cool inside, with plush black leather seats, chrome detailing, and spotless. My Pops loves his car.
"I'll take the scenic route over the coast road. No rush," Mom says as she fires up the engine, car dash screens waking up and lights flashing. She turns left out of our drive towards the hills and the clifftops. Emma's house is the other way, but neither of us says anything, she has got us nervous, unsure, waiting for something to happen. It's not long until it does.
After about two miles, we pull up at some stop lights. "Ah... I just need to get comfortable." She wriggles in her seat and slides her short leather skirt up her thighs until we can each see Emma's white panties. She was right when she told us they were still wet, dark patches cover where her pussy lips must be underneath.
"They feel lovely against my pussy Emma. Thank you. I think I will keep them." She sneaks a look behind at Emma who looks back with wide eyes, nodding.
"Move into the middle would you baby and spread your legs for Momma Pussy. Let me see Sam's panties on you." Emma readily obeys. I now have a sight of my Mom wearing my girlfriend's panties and my girlfriend wearing my sister's panties. What the fuck! Sam's panties are crotchless. Bright red, lacy. I didn't notice in the bedroom. They cover very little of Emma. Her pussy lips press through the open material, already glistening from the excitement of wearing them. I can see everything.
"Same rules as last night, you can't touch yourselves or each other unless I say so. Lewis? Emma?"
With what is already filling my eyes, this is going to be tough, but we both nod.
"Emma, Baby, take your top off and remove your bra. I want to see those little titties too."
Emma hesitantly looks at the windows on either side.
"Don't worry, Baby. Dark glass. Privacy glass. Only we can see you." Mom says seeing her uncertainty. Emma obeys. She's wearing a fitted white top in like a soft microfibre, with a round neckline and long sleeves. It's cropped, showing her slim stomach. She pulls it over her head, her dark hair gathering before falling back across her shoulders. I could see her nipples through her top, and as she removed her white bra her nipples popped out, hard, pointing.
Mom looks in the rearview mirror. "That's better, baby. You have lovely titties. Not big and juicy like mine, but perfect all the same. Now close your eyes for Momma Pussy."
Emma again hesitates but obeys.
"Good girl."
I try to swallow, my throat already drying, my cock already on the move. Mom pats my thigh and rests her hand there. "Pay attention, Buttercup."
She starts speaking softly. "Darling Emma. Baby. I'm going to talk to you. I'm going to ask you to do some things. Nice things. Firstly slowly run your tongue along your top lip. From one side to the other... Now all the way round, along your lower lip. Slowly run your tongue around your lips. Feel the tingle across them. Feel them getting wet, just like my wet pussy, Baby. A very wet pussy. It is wet because of your panties Emma. My pussy juices with your pussy juices. Soaking the white material of your little panties. Wet like your lips now. Can you visualize it? With your eyes closed, can you imagine my wet pussy lips pushing against your panties, making them wetter and wetter."
Emma might have her eyes closed, but I don't. I can see the little white panties. I'm staring at them. Mesmerized by them. My mouth has gone from dry to watering in a matter of seconds. I can see little movements of the material as her pussy is pulsing inside them. As her body moves in the seat, as we drive along the street, over bumps, and round corners, I see more change in the color, the shade. Fuck I want to touch my cock.
As Mom continues talking I drag my gaze back to Emma.
"I hope your lips are nice and wet now baby. Run your tongue across the back of your teeth now. Slowly again. Feel the ridges, the curves, the roughness. Along the top set of teeth. Now around the bottom, slowly. The tip of your tongue pressing against them. Mmmm. Now along the tops of your teeth, probe with your tongue. Focus on your tongue, the sensations, the tenderness. Run it over them. Slowly... Now gently poke your tongue out through your lips. Make it as wide as you can, can you feel the wetness against the side of your lips, hold it there, allow the wetness to grow. Now poke it forward as far as you can, keep going, flatten it, reach it forward, strain your neck, push the tongue forward, make it as fat as you can, now curl it. Imagine my finger in your mouth, wrap your tongue around my finger as I slide it in. Breathe in. Suck in."
Emma's mouth is contorting to obey the commands, her head pushing forward, her neck pulled tight, her tongue curled. Air being drawn into her mouth, sucking the air in, I can hear the moisture. Mom is looking in her rearview mirror or looking at the road, serenely talking to Emma.
"Mmmm. My finger is wet now. Stop sucking baby. I need my finger back. Keep your mouth open. I'm putting a finger on your panties now. The wet panties that are covering my wet pussy." Mom takes her hand from my thigh and slowly moves across her own mound. "Mmm. It feels good. I can feel the wetness. I want to put my fingers inside them, Baby. Inside me. Do you want to put your fingers inside me too?"
"Yes." It's slight, almost silent but the word is unmistakeable from Emma's lips in the back. Her eyes are still closed. Her hands are by her sides. Her skirt is around her waist, the rest of her exposed. Her legs are wide open. Her pussy is wide open.
"But my fingers are going to touch you instead, touch your breasts, Baby." Mom continues. She doesn't move her hand, she keeps it on her own pussy as she speaks. Flicking her finger gently.
"My hands are so close. Millimeters from your nipples. Just in front of you. Two fingers about to squeeze your nipple, my palm about to push against you. My fingertips nearly touching. Can you feel how close they are?"
"Yes" comes the response again. Her tight breasts straining before her.
"Are you ready for my soft hands to touch you, Baby? Ready for me to feel you?"
"Yes."
Mom's voice is sexy, controlled. "Let them wait. I'm not ready to touch them yet. I'm bending forward. Breathing across your breasts. My warm breath blowing across your nipples, my tongue ready to dart out and lick them whenever I want. Where are my hands now, Baby? They could be anywhere. You've lost them. My fingers are ready to pinch whenever I want. But where? Can you feel my breath, Baby, can you feel my fingers?"
"Yes". She is deeper in her seat now. Eyes still closed, head back.
"I'm about to lick your nipples, my lips parting, my tongue out, moving forward. Will I bite you? Will I suck you? Will I tease you with my tongue? Mmmm. I just blow."
I watch her lips circle and she slowly blows.
"Gently around your nipples. Across your little titties. My tongue is so close to the bottom of your breast, where it meets your belly. Breathing you in as I come back to your nipple. Blowing gently. Blowing. So close. A mere flick of my tongue and you'll feel me on you. Feel my tongue. The wetness of my flicking tongue. So close. A mere FLICK!"
Emma jolts, her arms push into the seat, her body pushes back, her arse jumps up, her legs going wider. She felt the touch even though there was none.
"Flick, Flick, Flick." Each word sends another jolt through Emma. It's so erotic to watch. A puppet master and her toy.
"Ahhh. No more flicks. My tongue is now in front of you again. Ready, but waiting. My hands want to feel you now. But where. Do they stroke your hair?"
Emma moves her head towards an imaginary hand that is ready to stroke her locks.
"Maybe not. Maybe your cheek." Again Emma moves her head towards it. "Maybe your lips. My finger through your lips. In and out." Emma's mouth opens, and she lays her tongue on her bottom lip ready for the fingers to come.
"Mmmm. How many fingers? My long fingers could push all the way in and down your throat. Mmm. How many fingers? My nail is just above your tongue. My long red nail against your ruby lips and your pink tongue, ready to scrape across it."
Emma opens her mouth wider and sticks her tongue forward. Dribbling.
"Two fingers want to fuck your mouth, Emma. They are hovering just in front of you. Get ready Emma. Nice and wide... NOW SUCK."
Emma's head jerks forward and her mouth opens wider still, her tongue wrapping around the imaginary fingers she feels in her mouth.
"SUCK, SUCK, SUCK." My mom almost shouts.
Emma's body wriggles beneath her as her tongue swirls and her mouth opens and closes, her throat swallows.
I look down and her pussy is soaking wet. Juices hang from the edges of the material that frames her lips. I want to bend down and lick it, taste it, swallow it.
My mom spots where I am looking, the pain in my eyes, the desire in my face, and simply shakes her head, raising her eyebrows. She looks down at my sports shorts, which are doing nothing to hide my erection, and shakes her head again. Her hand is still on her own pussy, pressing through the material of Emma's panties, which are darker still. She slides the panties to one side around her pussy lips and inserts a finger. Letting out a low gasp, she slides it in and out, trying to keep her gaze on the road. Slowly she removes it and raises it to my lips. I open my mouth to take it, but she whips it back and inserts it in her own mouth, slurping it off.
"Mmmm. Yes... I'm going to fuck your pussy next, Baby. My fingers want to explore you. But first, you have to spread your legs wider for me. I want to see everything. Make you feel everything. Spread them wider. Good girl, that's it. Now raise them up. Slide down in your seat and put your legs in the air for me. Pull your knees back to your head, Baby, that's right as far as you can go."
Emma's tight arse cheeks in the red panties are now jutting out in front of her on the black leather seats. Her pussy is pointing up to the roof of the car and her anus is pointing forwards. Her breasts are squashed against her belly as she is concertinaed against the seat. Her head bent forward, she could almost suck her nipples. If only she knew they were so close, her eyes are still closed.
"I can see your clit. It sits proudly above your pussy lips. You are showing me what you want me to touch, aren't you. Where you want me. You want my fingers to press against your clit. Your proud nub sticking out above those beautiful wet pussy lips. You can sense my fingertips, about to touch you. Swirling above you in the air. Maybe you can push up and touch them with your clit. Do you want to try?"
Emma tries to push her torso up higher, slipping down a bit more in the seat.
"Ooh. My hand is just above you. Fingers waiting to dive into you. Mmm. I want to taste you. Now I'm breathing in your cunt, Baby."
I'm shocked by my Mom saying the C-word.
"Your cunt smells so good. Your cunt. Your juices spilling from your cunt. It's not a pussy anymore it's a cunt that belongs to me. Belongs to my lips sucking it. My tongue probing it. My fingers are about to pump into it. Tense it for me. Tense your cunt so I can feel inside you. Tense...Tense...Tense... Come on. Take my fingers inside you. Feel them tight inside you as they fuck your cunt. Your big wide cunt. Tense it for me, grab my fingers with your cunt. Baby, too wide. You need to tense that cunt more. Tense, Tense, Tense. Suck, Suck, Suck."
She alternates between the two words, fast, rhythmically, as Emma's breathing becomes more ragged. Her head bobs sideways and up and down into her chest. Her mouth is apart, her lips wet. I can see her tongue moving from side to side in her mouth. Her pussy growing bigger and smaller as she tenses and relaxes, tenses and relaxes. Wetter as the muscles inside push more juice from within. Her mouth opens and shuts, her jaw pulling her cheeks across her face. Her eyes are closed, but they flicker behind the lids. Her hands grab the seat, fingers digging in.
"My tongue is getting ready to suck your clit as my fingers fuck your cunt. Your clit doesn't deserve my kisses, but it's coming if your big wide cunt can suck my fingers into it. Try harder, Baby. Come on. Tense... Tense... Tense... Tense."
Mom's hand is moving in and out of her own pussy now, her thumb working her clit as two fingers push inside her. She holds the steering wheel tightly as she bends forward. Her breasts heaving.
"Come on. Tense. Tense. Tense. Pull me into you. Pull me in. COME ON. COME ON. Make me want to suck your clit. COME ON. Suck on that proud clit."
Emma's body can't take anymore. She has not moved her hands from the seat, she has not touched herself, no one has touched her, but her pussy is screaming. Her chest is screaming. She has to cum. Her nails dig into the seat. Her mouth opens wide. A guttural "Urgh" comes out of it.
"COME ON. COME ON. Tense. My face is on you. SUCK, SUCK, SUCK" Mom screams the words as she knows Emma is going to cum. She reaches behind with her juice streaked fingers and pulls Emma's pussy lips apart. It's the final straw. Emma explodes. She gushes. Her juices shoot up into the air as her stretched pussy releases everything it has been waiting for. It pumps up like a water fountain. Over Mom's arm, over the seats in front. She holds her breath, she screams through an out-breath, she groans with an in-breath, and she shudders again and again. More guttural sounds coming from deep within. Her body tightened all over, shaking uncontrollably. I catch some in my mouth as the jets subside, but the shaking remains.
My cock is so hard it is aching. My eyes have not closed in what feels like hours. I am staring at Emma's cunt, her pussy. Still pulsing. I want to hold her. Kiss her. Fuck her. Instead, I look at my Mom.
Her breathing is deep, her face is flushed. She is concentrating, looking forward, both hands gripping the wheel.
"Well done, Baby. You can open your eyes now, we are nearly home. Put your clothes back on, there's a good girl."
Mom is very calm, very composed, but I can see that underneath she is struggling. She is excited, she is turned on, and it's a struggle to speak through her heavy breaths. She has enjoyed the ride.
Mom pulls Emma's panties back over her pussy, they might as well not be there, they are so wet that they are transparent. Emma has opened her eyes and is starting to pull herself up in the seat. Her arse slips and slides on the seat as she pulls her skirt down, covering the beauty that I want to keep seeing. She pulls her top over her head, not bothering with the bra, covering more beauty that I want to keep seeing. She looks at me and smiles, I smile back, she looks spent, glowing, exhausted, beautiful.
"You can kiss her goodbye," Mom says, tapping my thigh. "But no hands."
"Thank you," I say.
I lean through the gap in the seats, Emma leans forward and our lips lock together. The excitement in me is deep. I want fast tongues, sex, fucking. I want to eat her. But Emma is sated, she wants warmth, wants passion, she wants slow, intensity. She closes her mouth, keeps her head still, and squints her eyes slightly, encouraging me to be slow, to give her what she needs. I get it. I understand. We kiss, we connect. It's intense. Our wet lips open and we breathe as we look into each other's eyes. We have not said it before, we do not need to say it now. 'I love you' passes between us in that instant.
The car slows and we pull up at Emma's house. Our mouths part, but our eyes don't.
Fortunately, her folks are not there to greet us. If they had come over to the car they would have smelt the sex. I don't get out. The pole in my shorts would probably get me arrested. Mom twists in her seat.
"Hope to see you soon, Baby. Say Hi to your Mom for me, tell her we'll catch up soon." Mom has regained her composure, back in control.
Fuck have I regained my composure, I'm fucking turned on. I'm fucking bursting. That's an understatement. I was about to cum with Emma, but I managed to hold myself back. My son's cock looks spectacular through his shorts. I want to bounce up and down on him. I want him to fill me with his cock before filling me with his cum. So fuck no, I'm not composed, fuck yes, I'm turned on. But I'm waiting. Waiting for the main course. I've got Lewis on a plate.
"I hope so too. Thank you for the ride, Mrs Hamilton."
"My pleasure, Emma."
As Emma gets to her front door, she turns and waves. I've watched her arse all the way up the path. I wave back as she heads inside.
"I was thinking of stopping at the Creek on the way home buttercup. That ok?" Mom accelerates away.
"Great. Sounds good." I respond. "Oh Yes", my cock responds.