Incest

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My Loving Step-Sisters (Revisited) [Part One]

Hello, all! I began writing this story back in 2016, but life ended up getting in the way of finishing it. Recently, I remembered this account, and returned to see just how big my original series had become. I have decided to rewrite the few chapters I had already posted, and finally finish the series that many had been waiting to see an end to. I don’t imagine that any of you have actually seen the original, but that doesn’t matter. I hope you enjoy!

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Connecting with Mother Ch 2

Connecting With Mother
Chapter 2
Mum lay back and rested her head against the settee. The wine had taken its toll as she fell into a deep sleep. Much as I would have liked to exploit the situation I could not bring myself to do so. I covered her up with a rug but could not help fingering her cunt which was still wet and licking the slipperiness in my mouth. My cock stirred just a little.
I woke with a real hard on and suddenly recalled the events of last night and how delicious it had been. I got out of bed and walked naked into the living room. Mum wasn’t there. She had left for work. I made a coffee and relaxed on the settee reminiscing about last night gently massaging my cock thinking about her body and how we might go from here. The phone ringing jolted my out of my wankable reverie.
“Hello.”
“Oh is that you Ian, I was expecting Jean not yourself.”
“Hi Aunt Ellen,” recognising her Glaswegian voice, “How are you?”
“Very well Ian, I was just planning on coming to stay at your Mother’s for a few days but didn’t expect she had company. Well never mind, another time perhaps.”
“Hang on Aunt Ellen, I’m sure Mum would love you to come. Why don’t you phone her at work and tell her I am fine about your staying and can sleep on the settee which is also a put u up and you can have my room. No problem at all.”
“Are you sure Ian, that’s grand of you? I’ll phone her at work then.”
“Good Aunt Ellen, I’ll see you later then.”
“Thanks Ian, bye till later.”
Whilst engaged in this conversation I was tearing myself out with frustration on the one hand and sexual curiosity on the other. Frustration for her inhibiting my plans I had with Mum and no doubt hers for me. Curiosity because of fantasies I had had in the past about Aunt Ellen. She had fed my early horniness as a teenager along with a number of Mum’s friends. Ellen was not really my Aunt but her and her husband Tom had been the closest friends in London when all four left Glasgow for London for work and a better life than the restrictive backgrounds they had been used to in Glasgow. Not to put to finer point on it Mum had been forced to leave Glasgow and her parental home when she was pregnant with me and Dad followed her. Tom and Ellen soon followed though for work.
Aunt Ellen used to come round with Tom and I would surreptitiously feed my arousal in front of the TV by glancing up her skirt to view her thighs encased in stockings and suspenders, similar to Mum. Sometimes they would both excite me without realising it – that’s what I thought anyway. Another time I had just gone round to Tom and Ellen’s flat and gone by accident into their bedroom after going to the bathroom rather than into the living room to find Aunt Ellen in front of a full length mirror with her back to me in a full flesh pink corset with stockings attached to suspenders that hung from the corset. The corset cosseted her spacious arse cheeks. Added to this she was in high heels. It was just a fleeting moment, but Aunt Ellen was totally surprised and appeared slightly shocked as she turned to face me. Then I had a full frontal view of her breasts filling out the top of her corset with a slight cleavage that revealed how large they were. They were larger than Mums.
Her stockinged legs were deeply arousing and she had no panties on so I had a brief glimpse of her hairs.
“Just go into the living room immediately Ian. You know you should not be in here.”
Chastened I turned and leapt to the door and the hall into the living room. Just then I heard the front door open. It was Uncle Tom who greeted me in his usual boisterous manner and very friendly. I was his favourite ‘nephew.’
Shortly after Aunt Ellen came in fully dressed in a skirt and blouse and greeted Uncle Tom with a kiss and commented that I had just popped round to see them. She said nothing about what had just happened in her bedroom. My embarrassment rapidly faded.
I had never forgotten that incident. For weeks after I masturbated to the sight of her and the thoughts that went with it if she had pursued my obvious desire. It could not have happened anyway with Uncle Tom getting home almost immediately.
I recalled the incident again when I had put the phone down, feeling an erection emerging at the thought that she was coming to see us. She had never let me down by telling anybody of the incident. How did she feel about it I wondered? I had a quick come in the shower before work imagining her here with Mum. What should I do? How will Mum feel about Ellen coming to stay?
That question was answered when Mum rang me at work later confirming Ellen was coming telling me that she was pleased that I had agreed to use the put u up, but disappointed we were restricted in our new found relationship. She insisted that we keep it a secret too. I readily agreed.
Mum said she would get a take away meal after her work and we would all meet at home.
Uncle Tom had died a few years back when Ellen was in her late 40s. He was a good deal older than her but had been full of the joys of life and died in his sleep. Aunt Ellen had not found a new relationship and I did not know how she managed now without someone close to her, let alone her sex life.
I got back from work about 7 to find Mum and Aunt Ellen imbibing the wine. Ellen got up to greet me and gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek. In hugging her I realised she had on a corset because of the firmness with which her body was held. She wasn’t fat but had a figure well emphasised by the corset.
After the usual formalities we settled down to lovely reunion with the wine helping its way to our heads. Ellen was sitting opposite me. I could not believe it! Her knees were quite open revealing the sight that had excited me so in my teens, stockings, belt, flesh above the stocking line and just a hint of knickers. The knickers were old fashioned in completely covering her pubes. It reminded me of the corset I had seen her in that time at her flat, flesh coloured very old fashioned but to me then the most startling sight up to that time. I’m sure she saw me having glances at her. It was as if she was willing it.
“Well Ian how’s your love life these days?” Aunt Ellen pronounced almost as if she already knew. I glanced at Mum, who responded,
“I mentioned how things are with Gillian, Ian, I hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all Mum. To answer your question Aunt Ellen it’s practically non-existent these days though the family works well enough and I get on with my boys superbly.
“You’ve not got a new love then Ian. So how do you get your needs met then?” Ellen always had a knack of cutting to the quick.
“I get by Aunt Ellen.”
“That means life’s very boring Ian or you don’t want to talk about it.”
Mum interjected, “I think he probably looks after himself pretty well Ellen.”
I relished the hidden meaning of Mum’s comment and just smiled. Ellen replied with, “I see, that’s alright then.” This effectively closed down that topic with a touch of the caustic in it as if she had been thwarted.
We continued gassing into the night and going a little easy on the wine for a change. Ellen went to the bathroom and Mum just glowed with, “I hope that gave you sufficient cover Ian, but I wonder what she’s after?”
Ellen returned and resumed her seat putting one leg up on a pouf to rest her foot. She carried on addressing Mum about her work. Whilst they were absorbed I glanced at Ellen’s thighs and then realised that I could see her cunt hair. She had taken off her knickers and was intentionally showing off her cunt for me whilst engaging Mum. I felt my cock harden in my trousers and wished I had on my track suit again. I decided the best thing was to get out of this situation and feign tiredness as there was no way I wanted to frustrate myself all night. I did enjoy the view though.
They both went off to bed and I got out the put u up and prepared for bed. I had left my dressing gown in my bedroom, and thought sod it, I always sleep naked what’s different tonight. I decided to read and left the small lamp on next to the bed.
After about an hour I heard a movement in the hall. Aunt Ellen poked her head round the door, very quietly calling, “Still awake then. Can I come in I can’t get to sleep. She was wearing my dressing gown, and still appeared to be in her stockings from a quick sight of her calves.
She sat on an armchair near the bed. I felt a slight arousal at her proximity. We chatted around the ordinary then after about half an hour she commented,
“Ian do you remember that day at my flat when you came into my room when I was dressing?”
“I never forgot it Aunt Ellen. I never had the chance to thank you for not dropping my in it with Uncle Tom either.” My cock stiffened at the thought of then and with her raising the incident now too.
“I thought it better to keep to myself Ian. No harm came and I thought you liked it by the look on your face.”
“What made you raise it now Aunt Ellen?”
“Oh I do like you calling me Aunt Ellen – it makes us much closer. Well I just happen to be wearing something very like it now under your dressing gown.”
Really that’s a lovely thought Aunt Ellen what are you going to do about it?
We’ll see Ian. What happened after that day at my old home Ian? Did you think about me much?”
“I couldn’t get you out of my head for years. In fact I still can get horny over the idea.”
“Tell me what you thought Ian. Did you play with yourself?”
“All the time. I got off thinking about you playing with me and doing lovely things to me Aunt Ellen.”
She lifted her leg onto the edge of the bed letting the gown slide off her thigh to reveal her stocking tops where they met her skin but held it so that I could see no more. Tantalising bitch but she knew I loved it as I stroked my cock beneath the sheet getting it very hard.
“I have always loved corsets Ian and I know that men just love the sight of them and the way they gently constrain my body into a better shape.”
“Men Aunt Ellen?”
“Since Tom, I’ve had the odd fling and one-off you know.”
“Do you like showing off your body Aunt Ellen?” She just smiled.
“I’m getting a nice show now.” I moved my hand to caress her stockinged calf and slowly worked my way up her leg to her flesh. She didn’t stop me. I reached out and pulled the cord of the gown. The dressing gown flushed open revealing her corset in full and her very hairy pubes. More astonishing was what she hadn’t told me that her breasts were fully exposed.
“Didn’t expect that did you Ian. This corset has a detachable bra which I took off when I went to your bedroom. I thought you might like it.” She used her foot to rub the sheet over my cock which was now completely stiff. She pushed the sheet away with her foot revealing my hardon totally. She stood up and let the gown fall and then without any words stepped over me to take my cock in her hands and put her cunt near my face and her big arse in the air above me. I had to move to adjust position as she licked my cock with her tongue.
“I’ve wanted this for years Ian. Give me your mouth too I want it badly. I haven’t had cock for ages, oh it’s lovely, it’s just right in my mouth.”
“Your dirty Aunt Ellen aren’t you?” With that I stuck my mouth between her massive hairy cunt and plunged into her wet soggy lips.
I could look over her arse and see her dark red arse hole. But I could also see beyond her when I did that and I slowly realised we were not alone. It was quite dark and Ellen was totally absorbed with my cock in her mouth. Near the door to the hall I could just make out Mum standing there in a short nightie not making any noise. She saw that I had seen her. I nearly stopped, thinking she must be furious but was kicked from that thought by the sight of her wanking her clit slowly yet deliberately. She nodded it was ok. She also used her raised hand and elbow movement to say don’t fuck her. I got her meaning immediately and nodded. She went back to wanking at the scene.
I resumed licking Ellen’s cunt and clit. I wanted to see more of Mum, difficult if I concentrated on Ellen’s clit. So I sacrificed her clit and went to licking her arse hole with a relish. I loved it and Ellen screamed and turned toward me.
“That fucking lovely more please more of that, I just love my arse licked.”
So I tongued her and tried to pierce her rectum. She has a nice tight arse so I settled for hard licking and fingering her clit as a substitute.
Just then I saw Mum close her eyes very tight and her legs were bent as she orgasmed with no sound. That made me go over the top too and I shot my load into Ellen mouth but quietly so as not to wake Mum! Ellen realised that too as I brought on her climax with my fingers whilst continuing to suck her arse hole.
Ellen collapsed on me as she came down from her orgasm. Just as I saw Mum slip away Ellen turned round and kissed me returning some of my cum into my mouth.
“I apologise for leaping on you like that. It’s been so long to wait but but it was really worth it. It was better than I could have imagined. I think I should be getting to bed Ian.”
“My pleasure Aunt Ellen, I hope we can again.”
I slipped off to sleep mostly thinking of Mum and how she may have felt seeing her new sexual role usurped by her old friend Ellen, but assuaged by the scene before her. I wanted to go to her but decided against it as being a little risky.
Next morning I woke to hear Mum in the kitchen on her own. I thought it better that I have a shower first. On completion I went into the kitchen in my tee shirt and trousers, slightly hesitantly so see Mum in a loose sweat shirt that came half way down her thighs. She was barefooted and looked really cool. I hoped that was not her mood too. She sat at the kitchen table with her back to me. I went up behind her and put my arms around her. She did not look up or say anything. I was very anxious. I decided to take a great risk. Coming round to face her I leant down and put my arms round her again and took her lips to mine and gave her a deep kiss penetrating her mouth with my tongue.
Mum tried to resist me pulling away from me but I just held her tight to try to tell her she was the important woman in my life. Slowly she desisted. I pulled her up from the chair so we both stood. She enveloped me as I rubbed her nipples letting out a sigh, “Ian you bastard that was my spunk no one else’s, but I still love you and want you.”
Just then we heard Ellen in the hall coming toward the kitchen. Mum and I separated quickly and went to sit down. Ellen came in and saw the ebbing but distinct bulge in my track suit and quickly gave me a glance and then got into conversation with Mum about how she slept.
Just then the phone rang. I picked it up to hear Gillian’s voice saying one of our children had a fall but was ok but would benefit from seeing me. It was Friday so I could go for the weekend. That solved things with Ellen and Mum immediately. I would go down to home after work for the weekend.
After conveying my intentions to Mum and Ellen with a real sorrow even though it would be complicated I dressed and went to work.
Gillian picked me up at the station with the children and we had a pleasant family evening.
Gillian was my age and still very attractive with firmish breasts, full hips and legs that looked good in heels. She wore glasses most of the time. I still found that a turn on when I felt randy. On one of first times at sex when she was about 25 I remember coming over her face with her glasses on. She thought me just a bit kinky even then.
I read to the children after they went to bed, then returned to Gillian in the kitchen finishing some washing in a sloppy tee shirt and loose skirt and bare legs.
“Feel like fucking in here Gill”?
“That’s a bit blunt isn’t it?”
“If you feel horny like I do let’s go for it.”
I can’t just do it like that Ian.”
I walked over to her at the sink and pulled up her skirt. No panties – good sign. Without any foreplay I pushed my finger into her cunt which was very wet – she was ready, and fucked her with it. She was responding to my vigorous fingering so I went for her clit and rubbed it in the way I knew she loved. She responded with a loud yell, turned and slapped me on my face. She had so much pent up anger releasing it on me physically. I grabbed her wrists with one hand and pushed back against the sink and continued fingering her. I then released her wrists and got down on my knees to suck her clit. She climaxed as only she can with a deep guttural moan that I just loved about her. She slowly came down making no comment.
I got up and looked round the kitchen and saw what I wanted and got it.
Returning to Gillian she was looking at me saying,
“What do you want that for?”
“Never mind.” I got rough with her and turned round to push her over the table on her tummy and slapped her bare arse hard with her skirt round her waist.
“Ouch you fucker that hurt.”
“Good, you deserve it you churlish cunt.”
There was a history of her being churlish when we were not at one that will unfold later. Now I just needed to take her with a roughness that even surprised me. I kept on smacking her arse. She moaned but did not tell me to stop. I then saw the cane carpet beater hanging on the kitchen wall within easy reach. It was rarely used for its purpose but I had thought of using it in the past but never had the nerve. I lifted it off its wall hanger and brought it down on her exposed arse which was now a gentle pink. I had held her down with my other hand.
“Why are you beating me you fucking bastard?”
I noticed how she had not told me to stop and replied, “because it makes me really horny for you and you deserve it for being such a cow.”
“Alright Ian do your worst, at least I have your attention.”
“Good cos I’m not finished yet.”
Gillian started fingering herself really getting in to a submissive frame I had not seen before.
I pulled off my trousers and pants with a very hard cock facing her arse. I gave her one more slashing with the beater then dropped it on the floor. I coated my fingers with the butter I had reached for and then pushed a finger into her arsehole. She just squirmed, “not there Ian, you know I don’t do that.” I ignored her and took more butter and coated my very ready cock with a lashing and pushed toward her.
Her rectum was tight but butter accessible as I pushed but allowed her to adjust. I was still outside giving her distinct pressure on her sphincter She went very silent. I continued to push relentlessly.
“Ouch that hurts you fucker.”
“Yes, I’m your fucker, only this time your anal fucker and it’s going up your beautiful arsehole, cos that’s what you need you repressed shit.”
She didn’t reply or try to stop me. Slowly my head penetrated the pink tight closed crevice and I found myself just inside her tight hole. I waited then proceeded to move deeper into her rectum. I was now fully in her up to my hair. I slapped her cheeks with both hands as I connected with her just with my cock. It was the most sexual moment we had had in months.
Without comment Gillian resumed her clit stroking with her fast moving fingers. She knew where I was going and she knew she had to look after herself. I continued slapping her cheeks hard with my hands which seemed to rouse her even more.
Just then she stiffened her whole body, went into a suspended silence then roared her voice at me, “yes Ian fuck me, cum in me, hit me I need you so badly, I’ve been desperate, absolutely desperate.”
I paused taking in what she said for later and then resumed my anal fuck with a sense of release that I had finally found a way of breaking through to her. She returned my movement in harness with me and I finally came and released all my pent up frustration with her right up her rectum.
I pulled out slowly still fairly hard and pulled her off the table and presented my cock to her face, holding her hair to fix her in front of my prick still dripping a small amount of spunk. Pushing at her mouth, she opened up and took it, ever so slightly speckled with her insides, into her mouth. She cleaned me up, doing a good job. Gillian pulled my down to her level on the floor and sought my mouth. I didn’t hesitate and we tongued each other as we came down from our frantic reverie.
Later that evening when we had returned to our wine, Gillian relaxed following her release sexually.
I casually asked her what she’d meant by being absolutely desperate.
“I hope you won’t be angry Ian but I have been very lonely and needed some company.”
I listened and waited and wondered.
“You know my brother, John’s wife left him three months ago. He phoned very distressed a couple of weeks ago and went on and on talking down the phone to me. So I asked if it would be better if he came round on the Saturday evening for supper after the kids were in bed. He leapt at the suggestion and came round about 8. I made the supper and we had some wine and he was very voluble, angry and sad. I suggested he get out of the house more after work. He said he didn’t feel very confident these days and I asked why. He blustered that he had lost any sense of how to go about being social with women and when he did try he blew it with the date he had. I asked how and he replied that he just froze when the woman came on to him and he ran from the situation. I then asked him if he managed to look after himself. He knew what I meant and said he didn’t really. Should I believe him I thought. Then he said I was the only woman he felt comfortable with. Because I’m your sister? No not because of that. He then went into a long ramble about always liking me. I agreed I had always liked him. He then came in with – no more than that. What can you mean I said? Then he just said it – sexually. I was astonished, yet strangely comforted feeling a bit neglected myself.
To cut a long story short he persuaded me to try to give him an erection and give him a hand job. Are you alright with this Ian, you haven’t said a word?”
“Go on Gillian, did you?” But I was getting a slight stirring below unnoticed I think. “I did, do you want to know the details?”
“Of course.”
“I went and sat beside him and undid his zip. It felt quite mechanical. I pulled out his cock and it was very floppy no sign of going hard. I started to play with it with both hands, one not being enough. It still didn’t work. I saw him looking at my breasts, I had my tee shirt on and had not worn a bra. He moved his hand to my breasts and started fondling them.” “Did you like it?” “It felt odd at first, but yes it did, certainly better than always doing it to myself. He began to stir and get harder. He then went under my T shirt and started to play with my nipples directly. But then he placed his hand on my head and pulled me toward his cock. I thought well this will get it over more quickly and I went down on him. He got really hard then and I held one hand on his cock to stop him pushing too far and just kept my mouth round the head of his cock. He didn’t last much longer and came in my mouth before I realised it.” “I’m glad that’s off my chest Ian sorry about it.” “What happened after that?” “Well he felt full of guilt, apologised and soon after some desultory conversation left.
“What about you?”
“I felt guilt and shocked at doing that to my brother, but I have to tell you I felt horny after he left and went to bed and wanked myself to sleep.
“What did you think about whilst masturbating? Don’t worry I don’t think I’m angry.”
“I can see you’ve got an erection anyway. Well I found it really sexual to think it was John I was doing it to and that he got hard when he started stroking my breasts and how he got harder in my mouth and….
“Why don’t you masturbate while you tell me? Wait a minute.” I went to our bedroom and got my lubricant and brought it back. “Carry on.” I had removed my clothes and was naked. We masturbated to each other.
“When he came in my mouth I realised I was not shocked but just took it in my stride and swallowed.”
“And?”
“I just fantasised then thinking of him being here again when you are away and thinking what’s the harm in it?
What would you like to do?”
“I’d like to tease him to death until he couldn’t stop himself and let him fuck me if you must know.”
“I’m ok with that. Now come and suck me off for getting me high again you incestual slut.” Gillian came over to me relieved that I had not scolded her or worse and proceeded to suck my hard slippery cock whilst she wanked herself at the same time. She was ready I could see. As she went over I pulled out of her mouth and took my hand to aim my spunk all over her face and glasses. We both collapsed then. She came up to me wet with my spunk and she hugged me and kissed me.
“I love you Ian. Thank you it’s just sex with John, I don’t feel other than brotherly to him and I do get lonely when you’re away.”
Gillian did not ask me about my sexual activity whilst in London and I didn’t proffer any of my activities though I did wonder how she would feel about my mother and me.
To be continued. . . . . . . .

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A series of circumstances 3

A series of circumstance 3
This the third adventure for Cathy and Brian. You may want to read the first to series of circumstance and #2.
It was Sunday morning at Silvia’s. I got up and went to the kitchen, Sil was making coffee.
Hi how are you? I’m fine, actually great, but you were right about what you heard, I’ve been laid 25 times and given at least 20 blow jobs, thank god cum isn’t fattening.
I know my ass is getting use to fucking and being doubled fucked is great but you certainly do blow your cookies hard. I’ve never cum so much in my life.
The boys like panties, I’ve already gone through three pair and do you believe the stains.
They like seeing there handy work and feeding us there cum, and the panties do hold it in.
Brian told me last night they were expecting guy’s with very large cock today after lunch.
A large cock? You mean bigger the Teddy’s? Yeah He said they were from Mandango. Whats Mandango? All I know is if they show up were to go upstairs with them and fuck.
Ok I can do that. Coffee, please.
About 1PM we change panties and did our hair and makeup. The boys had gotten a call that we were indeed have company.
We must have given another 10 blow job apiece, but by 1PM we had to get cleaned up.
When the door bell rang, there stood four big black guy’s, they were invited in and introduced to us. Hi I’m Cathy two of them asked who’s mom is this and Brian raised his hand. Brian were taking her up. I smiled and said see you guy’s later.
Being topless my tits and nipples were in there mouths before the first step. We got in the bedroom and a moment later Silvia came in with the other two. Well we understand you girls love large cock. I responded, we sure do, well we’ve got some cock for you and they started to get undressed.
Silvia and I were wide eyed as there pants came off. Those weren’t cocks they were logs. Silvia asked are you planning on putting those things in us? Yes we are. I asked the guy closes to me all the way in? To the hilt.
For the next two minutes we kissed, fondled and sucked the monsters. Who will be first?
George the guy who was standing next to me smiled and said Cathy how about it? George how big is that thing 13 and a half inches long and four inches in diameter. Wow have you ever had a woman take it all? Yes I hope your one of them, I’ll really try.
Silvia was looking at the monsters and smiles and told me go for it. Ok lets try.
I laid down on the bed and George got between my legs. He got the lube and told Silvia get it lubes up. She stopped sucking and got up and went to work on the monster.
Ok baby here we go, I felt the head pushing between my lips and the plop the head was in, I was flowing by now as I thought for sure it would never fit. Slowly he pushed in and out and I thought I can take Teddy but this feels a lot bigger.
I looked over and saw Silvia on her back legs in the air and another monster at the entrance to her pussy.
Just then gable another member of the team asked George more lube? yeah, it felt cold but I was really being stretch out beyond what I thought possible.
God it feels wonderful. I was building up to my first climax and George knew it. OK babe let go for it, with one hard pus he sank in to the hilt. I immediately started cumming and he started pumping.
I almost lost consciousness when he said I’m gonna come soon, as I was working on my fourth orgasm all I could do was grunt. Then it hit me, it felt like a fire hose in my pussy but instead of water he was shooting cum.
Oh my god fuck me fuck me was all I kept saying, I heard Silvia scream I’m cumming. George got off and was replaced by Reggie.
Reggie pumped me for about 10 minutes and I had two more orgasms, on the third orgasm he grabbed my hips and let go, fire hose action.
I was delirious. I had a dazed look and just laid there, a pair of panties were put on me and before I knew it the guys were gone.
Silvia how’s you pussy? I feel great never had anything like that. I would do it again if they asked, me too. That’s the way I feel.
Now the boys were in the room and sat us up. Can you guys walk? I responded, yes but It feels like I’m gushing gallons, you are and we are going to get all of it in this container.
Silvia and I watched as the container was filled and we had both stopped gushing with only residual leakage.
Her you go girls, to big glasses of warm cum? Brian what are going to do with these? Drink them. Oh I don’t think I want to do that. Drink it now!
Ok I put my lips to the glass and started to drink, there must have been 4 oz of cum, what a rush. I never drank cum before and it was great. Brian can we do this again? Soon?
Silvia finished her glass as well and said good to the last drop.
Later Brian and I got dressed and started to leave, Silvia gave me her phone number and said lets do this again soon, you got it.
On the drive home Brian smiled and said mom you really do like cum don’t you? Brian thanks to you and your friends I am an official milf cum bucket. I’ve been fucked more in two week then in my entire life. My ass is no longer a virgin, I drank cum and loved it and I’ve made porno films for you and your friends so you can jerk off, and had a giant dick give me the best fucking I have ever had. I glad you decided to make me a MILF.
If your up for it every weekend we can do a weekend gathering.
I can only go three weeks a month. Not so. What? Your ass is not a virgin and you can still can suck a cock. Your right.
Besides you only met Silvia there are quite a few moms in the club and perhaps one weekend we can all get together. I’d like that.
If you want I’ll give you a hand job now or a blow job when we get home.
I want to save it so when we get home I can cum in a big glass and you can drink it while we watch a dvd of you and Mrs R getting done by those giant cocks and drinking cum.
It’s on the computer already? Yeah I have a dvd.
Hon is there a chance we could get George to come over one night? I think he would love to as he left he told me you and Silvia were the first pussy’s in several months who had been able to take the whole thing. If you were up for it him and reg could come over next week. I think we should invite Silvia over as well.
Mom we have another mom Todd’s mom, you mean Francis? Yes Todd and I have fucked her and she loves cock. But is a little hesitant all the time.
Well tell Todd to bring her if you can get George and some of his friends for Wednesday or Thursday.
OK I’ll let you know.
Thursday afternoon Silvia and I were in my room changing when we heard the door bell, it must be Todd and Fran as George and the guy’s are going to be here at 7.
Brian, Todd and Fran came in our room, quick intro and Todd left us alone. Well Todd wasn’t kidding we are the Milf cum buckets aren’t we? Yes Fran that’s us.
I’m concerned about this as besides being incest they have pictures, I thought, and videos. So what is the concern we get laid regularly and by men who love us. Did you bring a sexy outfit? It seems they want bras and panties and then we have to walk around so they can see the stain. Well Sil and I have no problem with it, frankly I think it’s kind of cute to here them say things like, look at the stain I made or wow she leaking. It turns them on and were being fucked.
Tonight is something special as were having a couple of the big cock guys, you mean bigger then Teddy? Yeah His cock felt wonderful but I’m not sure I can handle bigger. You should have no trouble with it. Come on let get sexed up and get down stairs.
The three moms were in the den with about six guys talking and groping when the doorbell rang. Brian yelled I’ll get it. In walked George , Reg and Larry. They walked up to us and George kissed me on the mouth and cupped my crotch, Reg did the same to Silvia and Larry went to Fran who hesitated but kiss him.
George smiled and said, Cathy you go with Larry, I’m going with Silvia and Reg take Fran. Ok and we started up the stairs. In my bedroom Larry Jerome and Alan were on me in a second great, I love the attention. Silvia came in and her group went to work. As things were heating up we heard Fran say No way are you Fucking me with that thing.
Todd who had is cock in Silvia month, stopped got up walked into the hall and said get in here and fuck him or the pictures will be on every desk at your job in the morning.
He just looked at her and she obediently followed George into the room.
Larry was a big as George so he went slow but with about 3//4 of Larry’s cock in me Jerome took his ample cock and pushed it in my ass while Alan stuffed my mouth. My god it feels great, I had two orgasms before I got a mouthful, it took five swallows but most of it went down just then I felt the twitching between my legs Larry pushed all the way in as did Jerome. I could fell both cocks explode in me and once again I really came hard.
Silvia and I were in our panties while Fran still grunted as she had cock in her pussy, in her ass and in her mouth, Teddy started to cum in her mouth and yelled swallow bitch, she took four swallows and got it all down. Teddy pulled out as George started to pound her, from the looks of it he was almost there and Brian pushed deep into her ass and we saw the look on her face as the fire hose went off in her pussy and ass. For the next 20 seconds all she could say was fuck me fuck me fuck me.
The guys got up and left while Sil and I were given small container, we knew what we were going to do or so we thought.
Fran looked dazed, they helped her up, panties on and a container, in nothing flat they had quite a lot of cum.
The boys stood Fran up and handed her a glass and filled it to the brim, Todd stepped up looked her in the eyes and said drink, it’s full of cum! Drink it now as she put the glass to her lip she gagged a little but kept drinking until the glass was empty. Not bad was all she said. Fran, now Sil and I will have to suck these cocks so we can get cum. Sorry girls but we are cum bucket milfs.

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Seducing My Son:6

I woke up alone, feeling happy and a little sore. But it was a good sore. I flexed my ass, remembering how my son gave me a nice, rough fucking back there last night. I rubbed my pussy to soothe the tenderness there. Between my son and my husband, I’d had more sex this week than ever before in my life–and I was ready for more!
It was Saturday, and imagining the possibilities for the day made me wet. I got up and put on my robe. I was tying the sash when I realized there was no reason for modesty any longer, and left it hang open then headed for the kitchen. It felt so feeing to be walking around the house practically naked and not having to care who might see me.
I assumed that Don had taken Evan out golfing, but then I heard the TV on in the living room. I went to check it out.
I found the two of them there sitting on the sofa next to each other, their robes open and they were both jerking off to whatever was on the television. It was a beautiful surprise, and I was shocked (and a little jealous that they were playing without me).
“Morning, hon,” my husband greeted me cheerfully, never slowing his stroke. “I’m showing Evan our old sex tape.”
“You’re my new favorite porn star, Mom!”
Now along with being shocked and jealous, I was also embarrassed and excited. I looked at the screen and saw myself holding my pussy wide open for the camera. The view pulled back and I watched myself grab a huge dildo and begin fucking it.
“Oh, my God, look at my hair!”
“I know, Mom, that’s quite the bush you had back then!”
“I meant my hairstyle, not down there,” I laughed. “But you’re right, look at that jungle!”
I looked at my boys playing with their cocks and had no choice but to join them. I sat down on the chair and pulled my robe open, too.
“Are you going to play with your cunt, Mom?”
A little chill ran through me. “Say that again.” I told Evan and smiled wickedly.
“Are you going to spread you legs, put your fingers in your hot, wet pussy, and play with your horny cunt?”
“Don’t mind if I do, sweet heart.” I opened my legs, licked my fingers, and touched my wetness. I could hear myself moaning on the video and looked up to see the screen filled with my hairy pussy. The view panned down as I slipped a finger in my ass while continuing to plunge the big dildo into my hole.
My attention flitted between the sexy scene of my younger self, and my boys sitting on the sofa stroking off next to each other (like it was the most natural thing in the world). I noticed that their strokes were in sync, up and down their cocks at the same time and the same speed. Adorable.
They were distracted as well–looking from the screen to the real thing between my legs and back again. A warm glow came over me as I tried to appreciate how lucky I was to be sitting here in our living room on an otherwise normal Saturday afternoon masturbating with my family so openly and comfortably.
The scene shifted and my husband’s cock came into view on TV. The dildo went away and he rubbed himself around my hole then slipped inside me.
“This is so great,” Evan said. “I love watching you guys fuck. It’s looks so good when Dad’s cock goes into your pussy, Mom.”
“It feels good, too!” I added with a giggle. I slipped two fingers inside my pussy.
“Dad, I’m getting close. I’m going to cum soon.”
“Go ahead, buddy, I’m watching.” My husband turned his attention to our son’s cock. Evan jacked himself harder, now looking only at me, as I leaned back in my chair fingering my twat and playing with my tits.
“Mom’s cunt looks so pretty. I love my mom’s cunt. Watch me jerk off, Dad. Look at me make my cock cum!” He lifted his hips and the cum spurted out of him accompanied by a loud moan. He caught he breath, then said, “Now you, Dad.”
My husband sat back and began whacking away real fast and within seconds he was pumping a fresh load of cum out onto his belly. He didn’t squirt as far, but it looked like he released more cum than Evan, and it was slowly flowing down over his cock and across his knuckles. I watched how they looked at one another then, each strangely fascinated with the other’s cock and cum. I almost felt like I was intruding on too private a moment between them. But of course that only made me hornier.
Now that they had both gotten themselves off they turned their attention to me. I scooted down in the chair so my back was on the seat and my butt hanging out in the air. My feet were planted wide apart and I was playing with my clit with one hand and my pussy hole with the other.
Evan reached over without looking and took hold of his father’s cock. He twisted it lightly in his grip. Without my son’s eyes ever leaving my body, his thumb found its way up to Don’s piss hole, and rubbed the drops of cum remaining there, spreading his spent semen around the head of his dad’s cock.
This scene was too much for me and my pussy began to convulse around my fingers. My first orgasm of the day bolted through me like a feathery freight train. I didn’t let up and kept strumming my clit as my husband leaned over and sucked on the tip of my son’s cock, cleaning the cum from it. That kicked off another orgasm right on top of my last. If this was how the day was starting, I couldn’t wait to see how it was going to end!
After recovering, we got cleaned up and decided to go out for lunch. We sat down at the table and talked about what was going on at work and in the world. To anyone else we appeared to be your normal, average family. No one here had any idea that we spent the morning jerking off together, or that my son had fucked me last night. It made me feel strangely alive to have this incredible secret.
“Welcome to–oh, hi Evan,” our perky little waitress said when she appeared.
“Hey, Mandy. I didn’t know you worked here.”
“Just started last weekend. Can I get you guys some drinks?” She took our orders, gave Evan a cute smile, and sashayed off to get our drinks.
“Friend of yours?” I asked.
“She was at Corey’s party,” Evan mumbled, watching her intently until she disappeared into the kitchen.
My husband caught my eye as I was about to say something else, and he just shook his head. I knew he was right and bit my tongue.
We had a great meal together. Mandy stopped by our table more than she needed to, and even sneaked us a free desert that we all shared. I felt like we were closer as a family than ever in that moment.
As we left the restaurant, Evan paused at the door with a look of uncertainty.
“I forgot something, I’ll catch up,” he said and went back inside.
Don and I went to the car, and in a few minutes saw Evan coming out with an ear-to-ear smile on his face. He climbed into the back seat nearly bouncing with excitement.
“So, what’d you forget, sport?” my husband quizzed him knowingly.
“I forgot to get Mandy’s number!” He proudly displayed a napkin with a phone number on it.
“Way to go, my man!”
“She is so cute,” I gushed. “You guys are going to make an adorable couple. When are you going out, and where? Do you need something new to wear–”
“Mom! Chill! We’re not getting married, just going on a date,” he laughed at how worked up I was getting. Don gave me one of his looks. I clamped down on my tongue again and tried to behave.
“I’m sorry, honey. I’m really happy for you, that’s all.”
We got home and Evan headed off to his room and closed the door. Don puttered around out in the yard and I took care of a few things around the house. I ejected our sex tape from the VCR and was going to put it back in its hiding place, but then decided to leave it out in case Evan wanted to look at it some more. I now hated the idea of him masturbating without me there to see. He was probably in his room right now thinking about Mandy’s perky little tits, and tight ass and jerking off. What a darling.
I couldn’t wait for evening to come. I took a nice bath, which I immediately realized was a mistake. I usually masturbate when I pamper myself like that, but I wanted to save it for later. It was like I was torturing myself. I shaved my pussy, then my legs and under my arms. I dried off, rubbed lotion all over my body and went to my bedroom to select my outfit.
I was a little worried that Evan might not want to play tonight now that he had the prospect of a girl his own age. I know that was the whole point of what Don and I were doing with him, giving him the confidence to get out there and find someone he liked, but I had one more fantasy I wanted to live out before we were done.
I decided that this was the night for the emerald green corset. It was an involved process just getting this little number on; a lot of cinches, and straps, and buckles. It was snugger than the last time I had worn it, but I managed to get myself squeezed in. The top had only half cups for my breasts, and it pushed them up and out–like they were being presented to you on a tray.
Next, I slipped on a pair of sheer thigh-high stockings. They gave just the right sheen to my legs, making them look smooth and shapely. I then dug my pair of dominatrix boots out of the back of the closet. They were shiny black vinyl, had a four inch heel, and came up almost to my knee. I pulled them on and was admiring myself in the mirror when Don came in, all sweaty from working in the yard.
“Game on?” he asked excitedly.
“I’m not sure,” I said with a hint of worry. “I haven’t seen him since we got back from lunch.”
“Don’t worry,” he came and gave me a hug. His manly scent was strong and the thought of him throwing me down on the floor and fucking my brains out while he was all dirty and smelly flashed through my mind. “As soon as he sees you in this get-up he’ll be hard as a rock and rarin’ to go, babe.”
“Go get cleaned up,” I kissed him, “this is your big night. You ready to take it to the next level?”
“To be honest, I haven’t been able to think about anything else all day.” He gave my bare ass a hearty squeeze and headed for the shower.
I was getting more turned on by the minute, I might just cum before we even get started! After trying on five different pairs of panties, three g-strings, and one crotchless number, I decided to wear nothing. I loved the way my lips were puffed up after shaving and by my extended arousal. I put on my white satiny robe and headed down to Evan’s room.
I knocked and waited this time until I heard him invite me in. I opened the door and he was standing up from his bed wearing just a pair of tight boxer briefs. They hugged his muscular buttocks and I could clearly see the outline of his semi-erect shaft. I was almost sexier than seeing him naked.
“Are you going out with Mandy tonight?” I asked praying he’d say no.
“Next Friday,” he said with a self-satisfied grin.
“Any plans for tonight?”
“Sam wanted to go to the movies, but it looks likes you have something else in mind.” He nodded toward my boots. I realized how silly I must look in my robe and mistress-boots!
“I think you should go out with Sam,” I opened my robe and let it fall. The cool air hit my bare nipples and freshly shaven pussy lips and a shiver ran through me. “It would be good for you to hang out with your friends for a change.”
After all we had done together over the past week, it was especially gratifying to see his reaction. As my husband would say, ‘he didn’t know whether to shit or go blind.’ I could see his cock growing in his shorts, and he rushed over to me, grabbed me in his arms and started sucking one of my nipples. Hard!
It was exactly the reaction I was hoping for, and I was shamelessly thrilled.
“Slow down, baby!” I laughed and pulled him away from my breast. He grabbed my wrists and dove back in on my other nipple. Sucking and biting aggressively. “Hey!” I cried, “Listen to your mother! Stop it!” I was so excited by the way he was treating my body that I couldn’t make myself sound serious.
I stepped back quickly. My nipple stretched and popped out of his mouth giving me a tingle up my spine. He came forward again, took me by the shoulders and kissed me. This wasn’t the soft, tender kind of kiss we’d shared before, this was a strong kiss filled with lust and passion. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. I pushed him away with some effort.
“Suck me,” I blurted out without thinking.
He dropped to his knees and I mounted his face. His tongue and lips ravaged me. My clit, my hole, my entire vulva were the objects of his frenzied oral attack.
“Your pussy tastes so good, Mom. I love your cunt so much!”
“Oh my God, you suck me so good, baby. But don’t make me cum. I don’t want to cum yet.” This was going to be almost impossible! He put a finger inside me and sucked my clit like a baby sucks his bottle. I was about to explode. “Give me your cock! Let me suck your cock.
He stood up, his lips and cheeks coated with a shiny layer of my pussy juices. I dropped to my knees in front of my son and tore down his shorts. His hard cock sprung out, hitting me in the face. He must have noticed the little trill of pleasure that escaped my throat because he seized his cock and slapped it lightly against my cheek. I turned my face, inviting another. And he slapped me with his meaty rod a little harder. I turned the other cheek, and he gave me another one, even harder. I snatched his prick into my mouth and began sucking.
“That’s it, Mom, swallow my cock. Suck me like the slutty mom you are.” I love it when my man talks dirty, and my son was really pressing all the right buttons for me. “You want my balls, Mom? You want to suck on my big, hairy balls?”
“Yes, I want my son’s balls in my mouth,” I panted and opened up. He stuffed his scrotum into my waiting mouth and I tongued his soft, young balls.
“Mom, I’m gong to cum all over your face.” He was stroking himself.
“No,” I said breathlessly. “I don’t want you to cum yet either.” As soon as I finished saying that I took his cock back into my mouth. I hadn’t felt him shoot directly into my throat yet. I hadn’t tasted his cum straight from his cock, and I wanted that so badly right then. But I didn’t want to spoil my plan. I forced myself to release his cock, and remained motionless on my knees trying to muster my willpower.
“Mom, I was so close. Please, suck me some more.”
“You keep quiet, young man,” I told him sternly and smacked him on the butt. I went to where his pants were draped over the back of his chair and removed his belt from the loops. I gave him a little whack on the butt with it and he yelp. Oops, I didn’t think it would sting that much! “That’s what you get for not listening to your mother.”
I made a loop in the belt and slipped it over his head and tightened it a little and led him down to my bedroom on my improvised leash. When we got there my husband was waiting on the bed. He was hard, and I suspect he heard us playing down the hall.
“I thought we had a strict policy against dogs in the bedroom, hon,” Don joked.
“This one’s been a bad puppy,” I said as I removed the ‘leash.’
“Did he pee on the carpet again?”
“He was humping my mouth with his naughty cock like a bad doggie.” I slapped him on the ass. “Now get on the bed and suck your father’s cock!” I commanded.
“I like this training method!” Don lay back and prepared to be pleasured. Evan crawled up the bed between his father’s legs and dutifully began sucking his cock. I wanted to stay and watch, but I had some more equipment I needed to prepare. I gave Evan’s balls a squeeze, gave my hubby a wink, and went into the bathroom.
“Evan,” I called from the bathroom as I was getting myself ready, “don’t let Daddy cum yet either!”
Once everything was in place, I stepped out of the bathroom. Not being able to resist a little drama I stood with my hands on my hips and my shoulders thrown back and like I was some kind of superhero. The boys looked over and saw me standing proudly in my green corset, high boots, and sporting my very own hard-on thanks to the strap-on dildo I was now wearing.
Evan’s jaw dropped, and my husband just smiled–he knew what was coming.
“Roll over, Rover,” I said as I approached the bed. My husband obeyed and turned face-down on the bed. I climbed up onto the bed and handed Evan the lube. “You got to watch your Dad fucking me, now you get to see me fucking Dad.”
“You’re going to put that in Dad’s ass?” His eyes dropped down to the hard, blue dildo jutting out from my crotch.
“We want to share everything with you, honey, and this is one of the things we like to do. Are you up for it?”
“What does it look like?” Evan was referring to his straining erection.
“All right then, you did such a good job lubing up my ass last night, would you like to do the honors for your dear ol’ dad?”
“Sure thing.” He squeezed a big blob of jelly into his hand. Don opened his legs some, and I spread his butt cheeks apart exposing his hairy asshole. My son reached down and smeared the lube onto his father’s puckered hole. Evan’s hands were shaking with excitement.
“Don’t be cheap with that stuff, son,” Don called back. “Make sure I’m good and slick.” Evan applied more lube and without any instruction slipped a finger into his father’s asshole. I could feel my clit pulsing with delight at seeing that. He added another finger and loosened up his dad’s ‘man-gina’ (as Don jokingly referred to it).
Once Evan determined my husband was ready, he turned to me and lubed up my ‘cock.’
“You ready to take it in the ass, hon?”
“It’s all yours, babe.” Don brought his knees under him and lifted his butt up to the level of my cock. I moved into position between his legs and readied my phallus. Evan stood up on the bed and positioned himself astride my husband’s back facing me. He would have an eagle-eye view from there.
My son bent down and kissed my lips, then spread his father’s cheeks open for me. I leaned forward, holding the base of the fake cock with one hand, and penetrated my husband’s ass. The dildo slid easily into his well-greased orifice and I watched as a broad smile spread across Evan’s face. I pulled back and thrust into my husband. The harness was a little loose, but I was still able to drive my point home with authority.
“Mom, you are totally fucking Dad’s ass right now.”
“That’s right.” I slapped Don’s cheek nice and hard. “Your dad is my little bitch. He loves getting fucked in the ass with a nice, hard cock. Don’t you?” SLAP!
“Oh, yeah. Fuck me, fuck my ass, baby”
Evan stood up straight and put his cock to my lips. I took him in and sucked him as I continued to ram into my husband. After only a few strokes in my mouth, he pulled out and leaned down to suck each of my nipples in turn. He then reached around and grabbed his father’s dangling cock and fondled him. Evan wanted it all.
“You like watching your dad get fucked, Evan? You like seeing Mommy’s big cock in Daddy’s asshole?”
“God, Mom, it’s so exciting.” His expression changed suddenly, as if struck by a realization. He looked at me with a determined look. “Mom, I want to try.”
“What, honey? What do you want to try?” I could feel my heart thumping in anticipation. He licked his lips and looked once more at the fake penis plunging in and out of his father.
“I want to fuck Dad. I want to put my cock in Dad’s ass and fuck him.”
“Are you really sure? You want this for yourself, and not just to please us?”
“I’ve always thought about it, and this is my chance. I love you guys, and I want this with you. I have to find out if it’s what’s right for me, and I want to find out with the people I trust the most in the world.”
I just nodded and kissed him on the forehead. It was such a relief to hear him express himself like that. I knew then that this wasn’t all just some wicked plot to get my own sexual thrills, but that we were actually helping my son become his own man.
I pulled out and moved aside. I grabbed the lube and applied it to Evan’s rock hard cock. I added some more to Don’s ass and held my breath.
“Go easy back there, buddy,” Don said only half-jokingly.
“I’ll try, Dad.”
Even pressed his cock against his father’s ass, and after a brief moment of resistance he was in. Don moaned as his anus was stretched, and Evan shuddered with pleasure as he eased his cock deeper inside his father. It was so beautiful to witness that moment of my two most loved men joining together in this ultimate union.
I realized that I was reflexively stroking my fake cock as I watched. I quickly undid the straps and took the contraption off, never taking my eyes off the sight of my son making love to my husband’s ass. I couldn’t resist reaching out and touching the place where they came together. I mimicked Evan from the previous night and wrapped my fingers around his cock so he was fucking through my hand into Don’s ass. This was the culmination of all my fantasies, and I was enthralled.
“I can’t see anything from up here,” Don complained. “Can I turn around, maybe?”
Evan pulled out and his father rolled over onto his back and pulled his legs up, presenting his asshole once more to his son. Don’s cock was stiff and his clean shaven balls were spread out, all loose and relaxed. Evan moved back in and buried his cock once more in his father’s willing asshole.
I propped some pillows under Don’s head so he could get a better view, then kissed him passionately. I lay alongside my husband and we watched together. I fingered my hard clit gently, teasing myself at the edge of orgasm.
My husband watched his son fuck him with a funny mix of pride and pleasure. Evan, meanwhile, was staring down at his father’s ass and cock. Don’s penis bounced with each thrust and made for a mesmerizing sight. I reached down and stroked his erection, occasionally sliding my hand down to feel my son entering his ass.
“How is it, Evan?” I breathed. “Does it feel good to fuck a man’s asshole?”
“It does feel good, Mom. He’s so tight, and strong. I love looking at Dad’s cock while I fuck him.”
“Are you going to cum?”
“Yes, Mom. I’m ready to explode!”
“Do you want to cum in your father’s tight ass?”
“Yes, Mom! Oh, God, yes!”
“Do it, baby! Fill your dad’s asshole with your cum!”
“I’m cumming! Watch me cum, Mom! I’m cumming, ahhhh!” Evan thrust deep into Don’s ass and released his pent up load of hot cum. Don took the shock of Evan’s hard thrust without flinching and watched his son’s ecstatic expression as he pumped spurt after spurt of semen inside him. Don never experienced anything like that when I fucked him in the ass!
Evan remained still for a long time, eyes closed, coming down from his orgasm. His cock remained pressed deep within. I could feel my own juices leaking onto my thigh as I lay suspended in that intimately quiet moment with my two lovers.
Evan pulled out, but still no one spoke. I looked at my husband’s face. I searched for signs of regret, or shame, or maybe disgust. Evan’s eyes were cast down. Was he driven to this by nothing more than teenage lust? Was he only now becoming aware that he’s violated some personal boundary in the heat of the moment? It would be me that he will blame. And rightly so. My throat tightened, and I couldn’t breathe.
Evan lifted his eyes and looked at his father.
“I can’t believe I just did that,” he shook his head, and I felt a cold dread in my chest. “My own father…” A smile slowly transformed Evan’s face. “I love you, Dad.”
“I…I love you, too, buddy.”
Evan lay down atop his father and gave him a hug. I was able to breathe again, overcome with relief.
“I know this probably wasn’t easy for you,” Evan said to his father. “But it means a lot to me that you were willing to do that for me.”
“Your mother deserves most of the credit,” Don smiled. “She’s the one who put me up to it.” He tussled Evan’s hair and looked into his son’s eyes. “And I’m damn glad she did, too.”
“Thanks, Mom.”
“You’re welcome, honey.” I joined the family hug. “I’ll say it again, we just want you to be happy, whatever it takes.”
“You know what would make me very happy right now?” Evan asked.
“What’s that, sweet heart?”
“If Dad would return the favor.”
“You want your father to fuck you in the ass, honey?” I asked, feeling the thrill rising between my legs. Evan nodded enthusiastically.
“I thought you’d never ask! Lube up that boy of yours, hon, I’m goin’ in!”
Evan took his father’s place, lying on his back. He lifted his legs and let me rub the jelly onto his ass. His father and I spent a good long while loosening him up; first with our fingers, then with the blue dildo, and finally Evan said he was ready. Don got between his son’s legs and gently slid his cock into his boy. Evan trusted his father enough to relax and enjoy yet another sexual first.
“This feels so weird,” Evan marveled. “But good.”
“I’ve never been more turned on in my life,” I said as I watched them together and touched myself. I was so happy.
“Mom, you haven’t even cum yet,” my son reminded me between moans of pleasure. “Let me lick your pussy.”
I wasn’t about to turn down that offer, and I straddled his face. My son began licking my pussy and clit. I was facing my husband as he rhythmically fucked Evan’s ass. We exchanged a smile, and he gave me a wink.
“That’s it, baby, suck my pussy,” I groaned. “You suck my cunt so good.” It seemed like only a matter of seconds before he coaxed an orgasm from me. Don leaned over and took one of my hard nipples into his mouth and pulled at it. I pressed my clit back against Evan’s lips, ready for him to suck me off again.
“Atta boy, Evan, make your old lady cum some more!” Don cheered him on.
I fucked my sons face, rotating my hips and feeling the tip of his nose rubbing at the entrance of my pussy hole. My husband sucked one of my nipples, while I tugged hard on the other. In no time my whole body was being rocked by another orgasm.
Don increased his pace, humping his son’s virgin ass faster and faster. He grunted and pulled out, firing off a huge surge of cum right onto Evan’s balls. My husband milked his cock some more, and further drenched his son’s nuts.
As soon as he was done I was down there sucking my husband’s fresh cum off of my boy’s big, hairy balls. As I hungrily licked up the semen, Evan slipped a finger in my pussy and sucked me to orgasm yet again. This boy was a genius with his tongue!
After a few minutes to catch our breath, we all took a shower, and got back into bed clean and refreshed. We cuddled up together to go to sleep, but no one was sleepy. Evan and his father took turns making love to me, then I sucked each of them off afterward. We formed a circle on the bed so that Don was eating my pussy, I was sucking Evan’s cock, and Evan was sucking his Dad’s cock. After almost an hour of trying every combination we could think of, we tried once more to get to sleep.
But Evan was still hard, so I jerked him off onto my tits. Watching this got Don excited again, and he jerked off his semi-hard cock, producing only a few small droplets of cum. All this jerking got me going again, and I fingered myself to another orgasm. I had easily reached double digits that night (a new record for me).
We finally fell asleep only a couple hours before sunrise; together, naked, and happy.
These early days of exploration and experimentation with my son and husband were some of the most exciting sexual experiences of my life. Evan and I continued to have sex for many years afterward. My husband would sometimes join in, but my son and I mostly carried on just the two of us. In the months following our initial wild week, Evan and I were able to take things slower, and spend a lot of time being intimate.
I taught him all the ways I knew how to please a woman, and he was eager to practice under my loving direction. He never failed to give me the most wonderful orgasms, and I made sure he knew my body was always available to him. One of my favorite little rituals we developed was when Evan would ask for me to put on a “Pussy Show” for him. He’d say something like, “Hey, Mom, how about a nice pussy show?” and I’d lie on my back, spread my legs, and open my pussy for him. Evan would stare at my exposed cunt and jerk off onto it. I would rub his semen all over myself then make myself cum.
Evan told me that he had enjoyed the things he had shared with his father, but he had come to learn for sure that he wasn’t gay, despite his earlier fantasies involving men. He and his father enjoyed playing with each other during our threesomes, and I found them masturbating together to porn on more than a few occasions, but he told me that he wasn’t really interested in pursuing a bisexual lifestyle either. For him it was a matter of curiosity, which was satisfied nicely within his own loving family.
He had become more confident and his self-esteem steadily improved. Evan was making new friends, and dated several girls his own age. The more social he became, the less time he spent around the house, and our sex lives together slowly waned. It was sad for me, but I knew I had to let him go and allow him to live his own independent life. What never went away was how close and open we could be with each other.
If Evan and I were watching TV together, for example, I could put my head in his lap and he would caress my breasts lovingly through my shirt. It didn’t have to lead to wild sex. It was these little intimacies between us that meant more to me in the long run. I also enjoyed being affection with my husband in front of our son without having to hold back. Don and I could kiss, and feel each other up while Evan watched and not have to be inhibited at all. It was so freeing and comfortable.
The last time Evan and I had sex was shortly before he met Melissa. We had only been together a few times that year, so it wasn’t like we were doing it much anyway at that time. But Melissa turned out to be ‘the one.’ My baby was in love.
They were married recently, and are very happy together. I’m pretty certain she doesn’t know about our family secret, but I often fantasize these days about Evan bringing her into our ‘inner circle.’ There’s a foursome I would love to try!
I can hardly wait to become a grandmother, with a nice handsome grandson or two…

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Seducing My Son:6

I woke up alone, feeling happy and a little sore. But it was a good sore. I flexed my ass, remembering how my son gave me a nice, rough fucking back there last night. I rubbed my pussy to soothe the tenderness there. Between my son and my husband, I’d had more sex this week than ever before in my life–and I was ready for more!
It was Saturday, and imagining the possibilities for the day made me wet. I got up and put on my robe. I was tying the sash when I realized there was no reason for modesty any longer, and left it hang open then headed for the kitchen. It felt so feeing to be walking around the house practically naked and not having to care who might see me.
I assumed that Don had taken Evan out golfing, but then I heard the TV on in the living room. I went to check it out.
I found the two of them there sitting on the sofa next to each other, their robes open and they were both jerking off to whatever was on the television. It was a beautiful surprise, and I was shocked (and a little jealous that they were playing without me).
“Morning, hon,” my husband greeted me cheerfully, never slowing his stroke. “I’m showing Evan our old sex tape.”
“You’re my new favorite porn star, Mom!”
Now along with being shocked and jealous, I was also embarrassed and excited. I looked at the screen and saw myself holding my pussy wide open for the camera. The view pulled back and I watched myself grab a huge dildo and begin fucking it.
“Oh, my God, look at my hair!”
“I know, Mom, that’s quite the bush you had back then!”
“I meant my hairstyle, not down there,” I laughed. “But you’re right, look at that jungle!”
I looked at my boys playing with their cocks and had no choice but to join them. I sat down on the chair and pulled my robe open, too.
“Are you going to play with your cunt, Mom?”
A little chill ran through me. “Say that again.” I told Evan and smiled wickedly.
“Are you going to spread you legs, put your fingers in your hot, wet pussy, and play with your horny cunt?”
“Don’t mind if I do, sweet heart.” I opened my legs, licked my fingers, and touched my wetness. I could hear myself moaning on the video and looked up to see the screen filled with my hairy pussy. The view panned down as I slipped a finger in my ass while continuing to plunge the big dildo into my hole.
My attention flitted between the sexy scene of my younger self, and my boys sitting on the sofa stroking off next to each other (like it was the most natural thing in the world). I noticed that their strokes were in sync, up and down their cocks at the same time and the same speed. Adorable.
They were distracted as well–looking from the screen to the real thing between my legs and back again. A warm glow came over me as I tried to appreciate how lucky I was to be sitting here in our living room on an otherwise normal Saturday afternoon masturbating with my family so openly and comfortably.
The scene shifted and my husband’s cock came into view on TV. The dildo went away and he rubbed himself around my hole then slipped inside me.
“This is so great,” Evan said. “I love watching you guys fuck. It’s looks so good when Dad’s cock goes into your pussy, Mom.”
“It feels good, too!” I added with a giggle. I slipped two fingers inside my pussy.
“Dad, I’m getting close. I’m going to cum soon.”
“Go ahead, buddy, I’m watching.” My husband turned his attention to our son’s cock. Evan jacked himself harder, now looking only at me, as I leaned back in my chair fingering my twat and playing with my tits.
“Mom’s cunt looks so pretty. I love my mom’s cunt. Watch me jerk off, Dad. Look at me make my cock cum!” He lifted his hips and the cum spurted out of him accompanied by a loud moan. He caught he breath, then said, “Now you, Dad.”
My husband sat back and began whacking away real fast and within seconds he was pumping a fresh load of cum out onto his belly. He didn’t squirt as far, but it looked like he released more cum than Evan, and it was slowly flowing down over his cock and across his knuckles. I watched how they looked at one another then, each strangely fascinated with the other’s cock and cum. I almost felt like I was intruding on too private a moment between them. But of course that only made me hornier.
Now that they had both gotten themselves off they turned their attention to me. I scooted down in the chair so my back was on the seat and my butt hanging out in the air. My feet were planted wide apart and I was playing with my clit with one hand and my pussy hole with the other.
Evan reached over without looking and took hold of his father’s cock. He twisted it lightly in his grip. Without my son’s eyes ever leaving my body, his thumb found its way up to Don’s piss hole, and rubbed the drops of cum remaining there, spreading his spent semen around the head of his dad’s cock.
This scene was too much for me and my pussy began to convulse around my fingers. My first orgasm of the day bolted through me like a feathery freight train. I didn’t let up and kept strumming my clit as my husband leaned over and sucked on the tip of my son’s cock, cleaning the cum from it. That kicked off another orgasm right on top of my last. If this was how the day was starting, I couldn’t wait to see how it was going to end!
After recovering, we got cleaned up and decided to go out for lunch. We sat down at the table and talked about what was going on at work and in the world. To anyone else we appeared to be your normal, average family. No one here had any idea that we spent the morning jerking off together, or that my son had fucked me last night. It made me feel strangely alive to have this incredible secret.
“Welcome to–oh, hi Evan,” our perky little waitress said when she appeared.
“Hey, Mandy. I didn’t know you worked here.”
“Just started last weekend. Can I get you guys some drinks?” She took our orders, gave Evan a cute smile, and sashayed off to get our drinks.
“Friend of yours?” I asked.
“She was at Corey’s party,” Evan mumbled, watching her intently until she disappeared into the kitchen.
My husband caught my eye as I was about to say something else, and he just shook his head. I knew he was right and bit my tongue.
We had a great meal together. Mandy stopped by our table more than she needed to, and even sneaked us a free desert that we all shared. I felt like we were closer as a family than ever in that moment.
As we left the restaurant, Evan paused at the door with a look of uncertainty.
“I forgot something, I’ll catch up,” he said and went back inside.
Don and I went to the car, and in a few minutes saw Evan coming out with an ear-to-ear smile on his face. He climbed into the back seat nearly bouncing with excitement.
“So, what’d you forget, sport?” my husband quizzed him knowingly.
“I forgot to get Mandy’s number!” He proudly displayed a napkin with a phone number on it.
“Way to go, my man!”
“She is so cute,” I gushed. “You guys are going to make an adorable couple. When are you going out, and where? Do you need something new to wear–”
“Mom! Chill! We’re not getting married, just going on a date,” he laughed at how worked up I was getting. Don gave me one of his looks. I clamped down on my tongue again and tried to behave.
“I’m sorry, honey. I’m really happy for you, that’s all.”
We got home and Evan headed off to his room and closed the door. Don puttered around out in the yard and I took care of a few things around the house. I ejected our sex tape from the VCR and was going to put it back in its hiding place, but then decided to leave it out in case Evan wanted to look at it some more. I now hated the idea of him masturbating without me there to see. He was probably in his room right now thinking about Mandy’s perky little tits, and tight ass and jerking off. What a darling.
I couldn’t wait for evening to come. I took a nice bath, which I immediately realized was a mistake. I usually masturbate when I pamper myself like that, but I wanted to save it for later. It was like I was torturing myself. I shaved my pussy, then my legs and under my arms. I dried off, rubbed lotion all over my body and went to my bedroom to select my outfit.
I was a little worried that Evan might not want to play tonight now that he had the prospect of a girl his own age. I know that was the whole point of what Don and I were doing with him, giving him the confidence to get out there and find someone he liked, but I had one more fantasy I wanted to live out before we were done.
I decided that this was the night for the emerald green corset. It was an involved process just getting this little number on; a lot of cinches, and straps, and buckles. It was snugger than the last time I had worn it, but I managed to get myself squeezed in. The top had only half cups for my breasts, and it pushed them up and out–like they were being presented to you on a tray.
Next, I slipped on a pair of sheer thigh-high stockings. They gave just the right sheen to my legs, making them look smooth and shapely. I then dug my pair of dominatrix boots out of the back of the closet. They were shiny black vinyl, had a four inch heel, and came up almost to my knee. I pulled them on and was admiring myself in the mirror when Don came in, all sweaty from working in the yard.
“Game on?” he asked excitedly.
“I’m not sure,” I said with a hint of worry. “I haven’t seen him since we got back from lunch.”
“Don’t worry,” he came and gave me a hug. His manly scent was strong and the thought of him throwing me down on the floor and fucking my brains out while he was all dirty and smelly flashed through my mind. “As soon as he sees you in this get-up he’ll be hard as a rock and rarin’ to go, babe.”
“Go get cleaned up,” I kissed him, “this is your big night. You ready to take it to the next level?”
“To be honest, I haven’t been able to think about anything else all day.” He gave my bare ass a hearty squeeze and headed for the shower.
I was getting more turned on by the minute, I might just cum before we even get started! After trying on five different pairs of panties, three g-strings, and one crotchless number, I decided to wear nothing. I loved the way my lips were puffed up after shaving and by my extended arousal. I put on my white satiny robe and headed down to Evan’s room.
I knocked and waited this time until I heard him invite me in. I opened the door and he was standing up from his bed wearing just a pair of tight boxer briefs. They hugged his muscular buttocks and I could clearly see the outline of his semi-erect shaft. I was almost sexier than seeing him naked.
“Are you going out with Mandy tonight?” I asked praying he’d say no.
“Next Friday,” he said with a self-satisfied grin.
“Any plans for tonight?”
“Sam wanted to go to the movies, but it looks likes you have something else in mind.” He nodded toward my boots. I realized how silly I must look in my robe and mistress-boots!
“I think you should go out with Sam,” I opened my robe and let it fall. The cool air hit my bare nipples and freshly shaven pussy lips and a shiver ran through me. “It would be good for you to hang out with your friends for a change.”
After all we had done together over the past week, it was especially gratifying to see his reaction. As my husband would say, ‘he didn’t know whether to shit or go blind.’ I could see his cock growing in his shorts, and he rushed over to me, grabbed me in his arms and started sucking one of my nipples. Hard!
It was exactly the reaction I was hoping for, and I was shamelessly thrilled.
“Slow down, baby!” I laughed and pulled him away from my breast. He grabbed my wrists and dove back in on my other nipple. Sucking and biting aggressively. “Hey!” I cried, “Listen to your mother! Stop it!” I was so excited by the way he was treating my body that I couldn’t make myself sound serious.
I stepped back quickly. My nipple stretched and popped out of his mouth giving me a tingle up my spine. He came forward again, took me by the shoulders and kissed me. This wasn’t the soft, tender kind of kiss we’d shared before, this was a strong kiss filled with lust and passion. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. I pushed him away with some effort.
“Suck me,” I blurted out without thinking.
He dropped to his knees and I mounted his face. His tongue and lips ravaged me. My clit, my hole, my entire vulva were the objects of his frenzied oral attack.
“Your pussy tastes so good, Mom. I love your cunt so much!”
“Oh my God, you suck me so good, baby. But don’t make me cum. I don’t want to cum yet.” This was going to be almost impossible! He put a finger inside me and sucked my clit like a baby sucks his bottle. I was about to explode. “Give me your cock! Let me suck your cock.
He stood up, his lips and cheeks coated with a shiny layer of my pussy juices. I dropped to my knees in front of my son and tore down his shorts. His hard cock sprung out, hitting me in the face. He must have noticed the little trill of pleasure that escaped my throat because he seized his cock and slapped it lightly against my cheek. I turned my face, inviting another. And he slapped me with his meaty rod a little harder. I turned the other cheek, and he gave me another one, even harder. I snatched his prick into my mouth and began sucking.
“That’s it, Mom, swallow my cock. Suck me like the slutty mom you are.” I love it when my man talks dirty, and my son was really pressing all the right buttons for me. “You want my balls, Mom? You want to suck on my big, hairy balls?”
“Yes, I want my son’s balls in my mouth,” I panted and opened up. He stuffed his scrotum into my waiting mouth and I tongued his soft, young balls.
“Mom, I’m gong to cum all over your face.” He was stroking himself.
“No,” I said breathlessly. “I don’t want you to cum yet either.” As soon as I finished saying that I took his cock back into my mouth. I hadn’t felt him shoot directly into my throat yet. I hadn’t tasted his cum straight from his cock, and I wanted that so badly right then. But I didn’t want to spoil my plan. I forced myself to release his cock, and remained motionless on my knees trying to muster my willpower.
“Mom, I was so close. Please, suck me some more.”
“You keep quiet, young man,” I told him sternly and smacked him on the butt. I went to where his pants were draped over the back of his chair and removed his belt from the loops. I gave him a little whack on the butt with it and he yelp. Oops, I didn’t think it would sting that much! “That’s what you get for not listening to your mother.”
I made a loop in the belt and slipped it over his head and tightened it a little and led him down to my bedroom on my improvised leash. When we got there my husband was waiting on the bed. He was hard, and I suspect he heard us playing down the hall.
“I thought we had a strict policy against dogs in the bedroom, hon,” Don joked.
“This one’s been a bad puppy,” I said as I removed the ‘leash.’
“Did he pee on the carpet again?”
“He was humping my mouth with his naughty cock like a bad doggie.” I slapped him on the ass. “Now get on the bed and suck your father’s cock!” I commanded.
“I like this training method!” Don lay back and prepared to be pleasured. Evan crawled up the bed between his father’s legs and dutifully began sucking his cock. I wanted to stay and watch, but I had some more equipment I needed to prepare. I gave Evan’s balls a squeeze, gave my hubby a wink, and went into the bathroom.
“Evan,” I called from the bathroom as I was getting myself ready, “don’t let Daddy cum yet either!”
Once everything was in place, I stepped out of the bathroom. Not being able to resist a little drama I stood with my hands on my hips and my shoulders thrown back and like I was some kind of superhero. The boys looked over and saw me standing proudly in my green corset, high boots, and sporting my very own hard-on thanks to the strap-on dildo I was now wearing.
Evan’s jaw dropped, and my husband just smiled–he knew what was coming.
“Roll over, Rover,” I said as I approached the bed. My husband obeyed and turned face-down on the bed. I climbed up onto the bed and handed Evan the lube. “You got to watch your Dad fucking me, now you get to see me fucking Dad.”
“You’re going to put that in Dad’s ass?” His eyes dropped down to the hard, blue dildo jutting out from my crotch.
“We want to share everything with you, honey, and this is one of the things we like to do. Are you up for it?”
“What does it look like?” Evan was referring to his straining erection.
“All right then, you did such a good job lubing up my ass last night, would you like to do the honors for your dear ol’ dad?”
“Sure thing.” He squeezed a big blob of jelly into his hand. Don opened his legs some, and I spread his butt cheeks apart exposing his hairy asshole. My son reached down and smeared the lube onto his father’s puckered hole. Evan’s hands were shaking with excitement.
“Don’t be cheap with that stuff, son,” Don called back. “Make sure I’m good and slick.” Evan applied more lube and without any instruction slipped a finger into his father’s asshole. I could feel my clit pulsing with delight at seeing that. He added another finger and loosened up his dad’s ‘man-gina’ (as Don jokingly referred to it).
Once Evan determined my husband was ready, he turned to me and lubed up my ‘cock.’
“You ready to take it in the ass, hon?”
“It’s all yours, babe.” Don brought his knees under him and lifted his butt up to the level of my cock. I moved into position between his legs and readied my phallus. Evan stood up on the bed and positioned himself astride my husband’s back facing me. He would have an eagle-eye view from there.
My son bent down and kissed my lips, then spread his father’s cheeks open for me. I leaned forward, holding the base of the fake cock with one hand, and penetrated my husband’s ass. The dildo slid easily into his well-greased orifice and I watched as a broad smile spread across Evan’s face. I pulled back and thrust into my husband. The harness was a little loose, but I was still able to drive my point home with authority.
“Mom, you are totally fucking Dad’s ass right now.”
“That’s right.” I slapped Don’s cheek nice and hard. “Your dad is my little bitch. He loves getting fucked in the ass with a nice, hard cock. Don’t you?” SLAP!
“Oh, yeah. Fuck me, fuck my ass, baby”
Evan stood up straight and put his cock to my lips. I took him in and sucked him as I continued to ram into my husband. After only a few strokes in my mouth, he pulled out and leaned down to suck each of my nipples in turn. He then reached around and grabbed his father’s dangling cock and fondled him. Evan wanted it all.
“You like watching your dad get fucked, Evan? You like seeing Mommy’s big cock in Daddy’s asshole?”
“God, Mom, it’s so exciting.” His expression changed suddenly, as if struck by a realization. He looked at me with a determined look. “Mom, I want to try.”
“What, honey? What do you want to try?” I could feel my heart thumping in anticipation. He licked his lips and looked once more at the fake penis plunging in and out of his father.
“I want to fuck Dad. I want to put my cock in Dad’s ass and fuck him.”
“Are you really sure? You want this for yourself, and not just to please us?”
“I’ve always thought about it, and this is my chance. I love you guys, and I want this with you. I have to find out if it’s what’s right for me, and I want to find out with the people I trust the most in the world.”
I just nodded and kissed him on the forehead. It was such a relief to hear him express himself like that. I knew then that this wasn’t all just some wicked plot to get my own sexual thrills, but that we were actually helping my son become his own man.
I pulled out and moved aside. I grabbed the lube and applied it to Evan’s rock hard cock. I added some more to Don’s ass and held my breath.
“Go easy back there, buddy,” Don said only half-jokingly.
“I’ll try, Dad.”
Even pressed his cock against his father’s ass, and after a brief moment of resistance he was in. Don moaned as his anus was stretched, and Evan shuddered with pleasure as he eased his cock deeper inside his father. It was so beautiful to witness that moment of my two most loved men joining together in this ultimate union.
I realized that I was reflexively stroking my fake cock as I watched. I quickly undid the straps and took the contraption off, never taking my eyes off the sight of my son making love to my husband’s ass. I couldn’t resist reaching out and touching the place where they came together. I mimicked Evan from the previous night and wrapped my fingers around his cock so he was fucking through my hand into Don’s ass. This was the culmination of all my fantasies, and I was enthralled.
“I can’t see anything from up here,” Don complained. “Can I turn around, maybe?”
Evan pulled out and his father rolled over onto his back and pulled his legs up, presenting his asshole once more to his son. Don’s cock was stiff and his clean shaven balls were spread out, all loose and relaxed. Evan moved back in and buried his cock once more in his father’s willing asshole.
I propped some pillows under Don’s head so he could get a better view, then kissed him passionately. I lay alongside my husband and we watched together. I fingered my hard clit gently, teasing myself at the edge of orgasm.
My husband watched his son fuck him with a funny mix of pride and pleasure. Evan, meanwhile, was staring down at his father’s ass and cock. Don’s penis bounced with each thrust and made for a mesmerizing sight. I reached down and stroked his erection, occasionally sliding my hand down to feel my son entering his ass.
“How is it, Evan?” I breathed. “Does it feel good to fuck a man’s asshole?”
“It does feel good, Mom. He’s so tight, and strong. I love looking at Dad’s cock while I fuck him.”
“Are you going to cum?”
“Yes, Mom. I’m ready to explode!”
“Do you want to cum in your father’s tight ass?”
“Yes, Mom! Oh, God, yes!”
“Do it, baby! Fill your dad’s asshole with your cum!”
“I’m cumming! Watch me cum, Mom! I’m cumming, ahhhh!” Evan thrust deep into Don’s ass and released his pent up load of hot cum. Don took the shock of Evan’s hard thrust without flinching and watched his son’s ecstatic expression as he pumped spurt after spurt of semen inside him. Don never experienced anything like that when I fucked him in the ass!
Evan remained still for a long time, eyes closed, coming down from his orgasm. His cock remained pressed deep within. I could feel my own juices leaking onto my thigh as I lay suspended in that intimately quiet moment with my two lovers.
Evan pulled out, but still no one spoke. I looked at my husband’s face. I searched for signs of regret, or shame, or maybe disgust. Evan’s eyes were cast down. Was he driven to this by nothing more than teenage lust? Was he only now becoming aware that he’s violated some personal boundary in the heat of the moment? It would be me that he will blame. And rightly so. My throat tightened, and I couldn’t breathe.
Evan lifted his eyes and looked at his father.
“I can’t believe I just did that,” he shook his head, and I felt a cold dread in my chest. “My own father…” A smile slowly transformed Evan’s face. “I love you, Dad.”
“I…I love you, too, buddy.”
Evan lay down atop his father and gave him a hug. I was able to breathe again, overcome with relief.
“I know this probably wasn’t easy for you,” Evan said to his father. “But it means a lot to me that you were willing to do that for me.”
“Your mother deserves most of the credit,” Don smiled. “She’s the one who put me up to it.” He tussled Evan’s hair and looked into his son’s eyes. “And I’m damn glad she did, too.”
“Thanks, Mom.”
“You’re welcome, honey.” I joined the family hug. “I’ll say it again, we just want you to be happy, whatever it takes.”
“You know what would make me very happy right now?” Evan asked.
“What’s that, sweet heart?”
“If Dad would return the favor.”
“You want your father to fuck you in the ass, honey?” I asked, feeling the thrill rising between my legs. Evan nodded enthusiastically.
“I thought you’d never ask! Lube up that boy of yours, hon, I’m goin’ in!”
Evan took his father’s place, lying on his back. He lifted his legs and let me rub the jelly onto his ass. His father and I spent a good long while loosening him up; first with our fingers, then with the blue dildo, and finally Evan said he was ready. Don got between his son’s legs and gently slid his cock into his boy. Evan trusted his father enough to relax and enjoy yet another sexual first.
“This feels so weird,” Evan marveled. “But good.”
“I’ve never been more turned on in my life,” I said as I watched them together and touched myself. I was so happy.
“Mom, you haven’t even cum yet,” my son reminded me between moans of pleasure. “Let me lick your pussy.”
I wasn’t about to turn down that offer, and I straddled his face. My son began licking my pussy and clit. I was facing my husband as he rhythmically fucked Evan’s ass. We exchanged a smile, and he gave me a wink.
“That’s it, baby, suck my pussy,” I groaned. “You suck my cunt so good.” It seemed like only a matter of seconds before he coaxed an orgasm from me. Don leaned over and took one of my hard nipples into his mouth and pulled at it. I pressed my clit back against Evan’s lips, ready for him to suck me off again.
“Atta boy, Evan, make your old lady cum some more!” Don cheered him on.
I fucked my sons face, rotating my hips and feeling the tip of his nose rubbing at the entrance of my pussy hole. My husband sucked one of my nipples, while I tugged hard on the other. In no time my whole body was being rocked by another orgasm.
Don increased his pace, humping his son’s virgin ass faster and faster. He grunted and pulled out, firing off a huge surge of cum right onto Evan’s balls. My husband milked his cock some more, and further drenched his son’s nuts.
As soon as he was done I was down there sucking my husband’s fresh cum off of my boy’s big, hairy balls. As I hungrily licked up the semen, Evan slipped a finger in my pussy and sucked me to orgasm yet again. This boy was a genius with his tongue!
After a few minutes to catch our breath, we all took a shower, and got back into bed clean and refreshed. We cuddled up together to go to sleep, but no one was sleepy. Evan and his father took turns making love to me, then I sucked each of them off afterward. We formed a circle on the bed so that Don was eating my pussy, I was sucking Evan’s cock, and Evan was sucking his Dad’s cock. After almost an hour of trying every combination we could think of, we tried once more to get to sleep.
But Evan was still hard, so I jerked him off onto my tits. Watching this got Don excited again, and he jerked off his semi-hard cock, producing only a few small droplets of cum. All this jerking got me going again, and I fingered myself to another orgasm. I had easily reached double digits that night (a new record for me).
We finally fell asleep only a couple hours before sunrise; together, naked, and happy.
These early days of exploration and experimentation with my son and husband were some of the most exciting sexual experiences of my life. Evan and I continued to have sex for many years afterward. My husband would sometimes join in, but my son and I mostly carried on just the two of us. In the months following our initial wild week, Evan and I were able to take things slower, and spend a lot of time being intimate.
I taught him all the ways I knew how to please a woman, and he was eager to practice under my loving direction. He never failed to give me the most wonderful orgasms, and I made sure he knew my body was always available to him. One of my favorite little rituals we developed was when Evan would ask for me to put on a “Pussy Show” for him. He’d say something like, “Hey, Mom, how about a nice pussy show?” and I’d lie on my back, spread my legs, and open my pussy for him. Evan would stare at my exposed cunt and jerk off onto it. I would rub his semen all over myself then make myself cum.
Evan told me that he had enjoyed the things he had shared with his father, but he had come to learn for sure that he wasn’t gay, despite his earlier fantasies involving men. He and his father enjoyed playing with each other during our threesomes, and I found them masturbating together to porn on more than a few occasions, but he told me that he wasn’t really interested in pursuing a bisexual lifestyle either. For him it was a matter of curiosity, which was satisfied nicely within his own loving family.
He had become more confident and his self-esteem steadily improved. Evan was making new friends, and dated several girls his own age. The more social he became, the less time he spent around the house, and our sex lives together slowly waned. It was sad for me, but I knew I had to let him go and allow him to live his own independent life. What never went away was how close and open we could be with each other.
If Evan and I were watching TV together, for example, I could put my head in his lap and he would caress my breasts lovingly through my shirt. It didn’t have to lead to wild sex. It was these little intimacies between us that meant more to me in the long run. I also enjoyed being affection with my husband in front of our son without having to hold back. Don and I could kiss, and feel each other up while Evan watched and not have to be inhibited at all. It was so freeing and comfortable.
The last time Evan and I had sex was shortly before he met Melissa. We had only been together a few times that year, so it wasn’t like we were doing it much anyway at that time. But Melissa turned out to be ‘the one.’ My baby was in love.
They were married recently, and are very happy together. I’m pretty certain she doesn’t know about our family secret, but I often fantasize these days about Evan bringing her into our ‘inner circle.’ There’s a foursome I would love to try!
I can hardly wait to become a grandmother, with a nice handsome grandson or two…

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And Mother Makes Three

And Mother Makes Three
I could clearly hear the squeak of bedsprings emanating from my daughter’s bedroom through the thin plaster walls of my bathroom. I knew she was being fucked because masturbation doesn’t make that much noise! However, I was surprised to find out that it was her brother who was fucking her. I had definitely heard her say, “Oh, yes! Scott, that feels so good.” I knew I wasn’t crazy, and the walls were not thick enough to have distorted her words that badly. No my children were involved in a sexual and incestuous relationship. It was a relationship filled with potential dangers if I didn’t take some action.
I padded barefoot down the hall to the door of Sharon’s room. I knew that I must catch them in bed together or all was lost. To wait until morning would only give them the opportunity to deny it all and try to convince me that I had finally gone over the edge. My dilemma was whether to wait until they were finished or rush in and catch them in mid-stroke. It was an excruciating choice, one I didn’t have to make as I listened to Sharon and her brother keening in harmony, signaling their completion.
I quickly made up my mind as how to handle the situation. I stripped off my nightie and opened the door. Before they could even begin to be surprised, I slipped under the covers with them and hugged them both to me. I could easily feel their fear washing off them in waves. The last thing any teenager wants is to get caught having sex by their parents, but when one is participating in incest the desire not to get caught is at least a hundred times greater.
“So what were you guys up to?” I asked in a voice that was light and carefree. It was not the voice of a parent, it was the voice of a concerned friend, which I was trying to be at that moment.
“Uh … nothing”, Scott choked. At nineteen years old he had the body of a man, but he still retained his boyish face; a face that constantly reminded me of his father.
“Well, it sure sounded like something to me,” I said, sounding light and chipper. The last thing I wanted to do was frighten them anymore than they already were. “A very good something,” I said.
“You mean you’re not mad?” Sharon asked suspiciously.
“Mad? why should I be mad?”
“Because we were screwing,” Scott said incredulously.
“You were not screwing,” I said indignantly. “You were making love. You were making love to your sister, whom I know to be a very lovable person,” I added as I hugged them both tightly to me.
“You mean you’re really not mad?” Sharon asked timidly, as if expecting me to turn into some type of fire-breathing monster who could melt stone with just a glance.
“Heavens, no! There’s nothing wrong with making love to your brother”, I assured her. “However, the important question is: What do we do now?”
“I guess we’ll have to stop,” Scott said, sounding as disappointed as a child who has learned there really is no Santa Claus.
“Oh, really,” I said unbelievingly. “And just how long do you think you’d be able to stick to your guns on that, especially if Sharon walked into your room one night wearing a skimpy little negligee and smelling yummy, and tried to convince you that I wouldn’t find out if you did it to her?” Scott didn’t answer; he just shrugged his shoulders as his mouth twisted into a thin line. “See. So abstinence is not an option.”
“So what is?” Sharon asked a little heatedly. “What are you going to do? Send me to a convent and Scott to a monastery?”
“No,” I laugh at her absurd suggestion. “That would only make God angry with me. I’m sure you’d have half the nuns transformed into raging lesbian nymphomaniacs before a month.”
“You know her too well, Mom,” Scott laughed, and it was a good sound to hear. “So what do we do?”
“We are careful,” I said. “The most important thing is to insure that you two are safe. And by that I mean: No one finds out you’re sleeping together, and Sharon doesn’t get pregnant. She’s too young to have a baby.”
“I’m eighteen,” Sharon protested.
“Exactly, and still in high school,” I retorted. “So starting tomorrow, Scott has to wear a condom, each and every time you two do it. At least until I can get Sharon safely on the pill.” They both agreed and pinkie promised. “Second, you are only ever allowed to fuck at home, in this house, nowhere else, and never when we have company without my express and explicit permission. And last, you are both to see other people.”
“I don’t want anyone else,” Sharon cried. I hugged her and kissed her brow.
“You don’t have to sleep with other boys, sweetheart, and I really hope you don’t. I’d rather not have it known around town that my little girl ‘goes all the way’,” I assured her. “But you must at least date other boys to carefully cover our secret.” I was a full member of this conspiracy. “We must give others the impression that you and Scott share a normal, whatever that means – brother/sister relationship, and nothing more.
Understand?” Sharon nodded, quietly.
“Mom, why are you taking this so well?” Scott asked. “Why aren’t you going ballistic or something?”
“My father didn’t go ballistic when he caught me with your Uncle Mike.”
“Grandpa caught you and Uncle Mike doing it?” Sharon sounded astonished. “Oh my God, this can’t be true.”
When I was eighteen, it was unseemly for women to be sexually active, yet I had a very strong inquisitiveness about sex. My brother, Michael, and I had been so very close that I knew I could ask him any question I had without fear. Everything I learned about sex I learned from Michael, and when I finally decided that I was ready to become sexually active, it was to Michael whom I give my virginity. He was so sweet and tender, everything a sexually naive girl could ask for in a first time. When he parted my legs and entered me for the first time, I was so filled with love for him I didn’t even feel the tearing of my hymen. I experienced orgasm after orgasm as we fucked on the rug in front of the fireplace in my father’s den, which is where my father caught us after we forgot to lock the door one time. My father completely understood the relationship between most brothers and sisters, especially when both were extremely attractive and filled with a zest for life. He had also shared some incestuous moments with all three of his sisters. He taught us the most important word about such relationships; discretion. My father’s main concern was that his children were all right and protected, and I wanted the same for my two.
I told all this to Scott and Sharon as they listened enraptured. “Well,” I concluded as I separated myself from them, “I’ll leave you two alone to your fun.” I was out of bed and halfway to the door before they stopped me.
“Mom,” Scott said hesitantly. “Well, Sharon and I thought you’d like to stay.”
“That’s sweet, darling, but I don’t think you guys need an old woman crowding in on your fun.”
“You’re not old!” Sharon said vehemently. “Besides, we know how lonely you’ve been since Dad died.” I was lonely. My husband had passed away five years earlier, and I had not been with a man since. I had compensated by doting on my children, giving them all the love and support I thought they needed. Now, they were making me the same offer.
“We love you, Mom,” Scott said as he tossed back the sheet and got out of bed. Naked, he walked across the room toward me. My breath caught in my chest because he looked so much like his father when we had married. The same slim chiseled form, identical all the way down to the light dusting of blond hairs on his tummy. He reached out a hand and gently caressed my cheek. “You don’t have to be alone anymore.” His touch was so sweet and loving I felt my heart melt inside me.
“Stay with us, Mother,” Sharon said as she came to me and grabbed my hand. She was so petite; she looked like a nymph or a fairy princess. She was slim and slightly boyish in front, yet there was a definite and discernible curve to her bosom and a flare to her hips. She was the image of the ultimate woman-child, innocent and pure, and so temptingly tantalizing. I could see why Scott had to have her.
Their eyes were so full of love as they looked at me, I knew there was no way I could refuse, even if I wanted to. “Thank you, my darlings,” I murmured and let them guide me to the bed. They laid me down in the center of it, one of them on either side of me.
“Let us love you, Mother,” Sharon whispered as she kissed me tenderly on the mouth.
“Let us take care of you, like you’ve taken care of us.” This from Scott as he kissed me also, this tongue flickered along the surface of my lips before I parted them and accepted him into my mouth. Scott is such a great kisser, just like his dad was. His tongue moved languidly in my mouth as it explored. It had been such a long time since I had been kissed that way that I immediately got wet. There was a special thrill about kissing my son because at that moment he ceased being my offspring and became a man, my lover.
My attention was drawn away from Scott’s exquisite kiss by an intoxicating sucking at my breast. I looked down to see Sharon nursing at my teat as she had done as a babe. She sucked insistently, yet softly, on my nipple as if expecting milk to flow freely. I ran my hands along the smooth contours of her torso until I touched her smallish breasts. They were so tiny that they fit neatly into the palms of my hands. The nipples hardened and I massaged them briskly between thumbs and forefingers, causing my daughter to moan against my bosom.
Scott dipped his head and suckled at my other breast. I could feel the blood pounding in my head as my children mouthed my tits. My empty had itched to feel Scott’s body, especially his hardness. My fingers closed around satiny hotness of his penis, and memories of my past life – when I was a sexually active woman – flooded my brain. I remembered holding Scott’s father, hard and warm in my hand. Scott’s erection pulsed in my grip; it throbbed so strongly I could have measured his heart rate.
“Oh, my babies,” I said softly as Sharon’s teeth closed gently on one nipple and Scott inserted his hand between my thighs. I felt a little self-conscious as his fingers made contact with the thick pubis covering my cunt. I usually kept myself smoothly shaved for my husband, but since his passing I had never thought I would allow another man to touch me there so I just let it grow. Now I regretted that I gave up the practice of shaving daily as my son’s fingers traveled through the tangles of my pubic hair. I wanted to feel the callused pads on his fingertips sliding across the silky smooth skin of my boobs.
Scott slipped his long, slender fingers into the center of my dampness. I felt the digits slide into me slowly, and I was so aroused my cunt spasmed around them in a minor orgasm. It was a tiny climax, yet it felt as if thousands of vibrating fingers were traveling along my spine. I cried out softly and Sharon silenced me with a kiss.
I clung to my daughter, kissing her hungrily and passionately. I could feel the flutter of her rapidly beating heart as she pressed her body against mine. I laid my hand along her flank and stroked the tight curve of her ass. She squeezed my nipples until I experienced a delightful pain and cried out. I traced the valley of her buttocks with a finger, slowly circling the puckered skin of her asshole.
Scott was moving on top of me now, spreading my thighs to reveal the steaming essence of my womanhood. I could feel rivulets of my feminine secretions running down the insides of my thighs and the crack of my behind. Not since my wedding night had I felt so much desire, or so desirable. I could actually feel Scott’s excitement like heat rolling off sun baked pavement in the summertime. Sharon reached down between our bodies and guided her brother’s cock to the yawning mouth of my sex.
With a slow lunge of his hips, Scott flawlessly entered me. “Oh, Mother,” Sharon whispered sensuously into my ear. “Doesn’t that feel good? Doesn’t it feel so filling?” she asked, but I couldn’t answer in anything that even remotely sounded like the English language. I babbled in some incomprehensible tongue as I was rocked by the extremely pleasurable sensation of being penetrated by my son. “Make Mother enjoy it, Scott,” Sharon instructed her brother. Luckily, he was one to follow orders explicitly.
I thoroughly enjoyed every stoke, every plunge, every withdrawal. Absently I wondered what woman had taught my son to be such a fabulous lover. She deserved a medal or at least my heart-felt thanks. He was so considerate and giving, meeting my every sexual and psychological need. The way he twisted his hips as he fucked me insured that his cock touched every inch of my internal walls as well as my clitoris. He was ten times the lover his father was, although I had loved his father with all my heart.
Sharon was again occupied with my breasts. She mashed my more-than-ample tits together, allowing her to take both nipples into her mouth simultaneously. Her tongue flicked between both rock-hard points of my teats like lightning during a thunderstorm. She sucked the entire areola into her mouth and lovingly chewed it. That was the last straw; between that and the exquisite friction Scott was eliciting between my legs, I was catapulted over the edge.
I cried out my children’s’ names as the shockwave of a major orgasm buffeted me. I wrapped my legs around Scott’s waist and levered my hips off of the bed to meet his thrusts. I pulled Sharon to me and kissed her with a passion and desire that I never felt for another woman before. My hands kneaded her pert buttocks, savoring the feel of those cottony soft orbs of flesh. My climax was so intense; I actually believed it would kill me. I didn’t believe it was possible for a person to sustain such concentrated pleasure and survive the ordeal. However, I did survive, barely. I survived just long enough to feel Scott twitch inside of me and fill me with his seed. It was at this point I developed a serious case of vertigo and passed out.
I awoke a few moments later to find myself nestled between the naked forms of my children. They kissed my face and brow tenderly. “We love you,” they said to me over and over again. “I love you, too, my darlings,” I answered them.
From that night onward Scott shared my bed with me, which caused a slight rift between Sharon and I. Before I began my incestuous affair with Scott, Sharon had exclusive rights to her brother’s attention. She didn’t have to worry about “sharing” Scott with any other woman. Sure, my son saw other girls while he was sleeping with his sister. However, once he walked through the door of our house he was hers and no one else’s. He never brought any girls home with him, and as far as Sharon was concerned the life he led outside our home had no connection to the life he led inside our home. Once I entered the picture, my daughter’s relationship with her brother, and with me, took on a new dimension.
I blamed myself, not because I was sleeping with Scott but because I subconsciously monopolized his time and attention. I would never hurt my daughter intentionally. I had been so long without a man in my life that I rejoiced in the romantic attention of my son. I sought to replace the husband I lost with his son, and my daughter’s lover. I didn’t think about the bond Scott and Sharon shared, or how deep her feelings for him ran. He was her first and only lover; he had taken her virginity which she had surrendered to him willingly and eagerly.
When I realized that my relationship with my daughter was suffering, and why, I quickly thought about how to make amends. One of my problems was I was more ready to accept Scott as a sexual partner, even though he was my son, and I was not quite free-spirited enough to do the same with Sharon. In my mind, Scott was just a man, a lover, no longer my son in the classic sense of the word. Whereas Sharon reminded me so much of myself that I could only see her as my daughter, flesh of my flesh, and blood of my blood. Yet, my love for her was so strong that I would do anything to make things right between us once again.
So, one night I sent Scott out to a movie explaining to him that I wanted to spend some time alone with Sharon. Immediately he became worried because he had sensed the tension that was building between us during the last couple of weeks. He probably envisioned some nasty scene with his mother and sister fighting over him like two crazed bitches. I assured him that everything would be fine, but that Sharon and I needed this time to work things out between us.
After he had gone, I put the finishing touches on the special meal I had prepared for my daughter and me. I made all her favorites; a nice Caesar salad, lasagna, and for dessert, strawberry cheesecake. I had brought a nice bottle of wine to go along with the meal. I put on some soft music and lit some candles, then called Sharon down to the table.
My daughter walked into the dining room and her jaw dropped to her chest in awe. “What’s going on?” she asked. “I know it isn’t my birthday.” I strolled across the room and put my arm around her shoulders and kissed her soundly on the mouth. “No, it isn’t your birthday,” I answered. “I just thought you and I would enjoy a quite candle-lit dinner for two.” I seated her at the table and served the food.
During the meal I explained all my feelings and shortcomings to Sharon and sincerely asked for her forgiveness. My little girl surprised me by acting with the surety and maturity of a grown woman. She understood how I could become so emotionally attached to her brother after my five years of emotional and sexual celibacy. And she believed me when I told her I never meant to hurt her.
After dessert we retired to the living room, where we reclined on the couch with our second bottle of wine. I leaned over and kissed my daughter tenderly on the mouth, slipping my tongue between her lips. She pulled at my shoulders crushing my lips against her own. I worked at the buttons of her blouse as she slipped the straps of my slinky dress off my shoulders. My pendulous breast spilled out just as Sharon’s tiny A-cups were uncovered. “Oh, Mother, your breasts are so beautiful,” Sharon said as she pulled on my nipples. “God, I wish I had tits like yours.”
“Why, darling? Yours are perfect,” I said in truth, and I secured my lips around an extended nipple. I teased the rubbery nipple between my teeth, making Sharon moan in pain/pleasure. I dropped a hand to her lap and inserted it under her short skirt between her legs. I was pleasantly surprised to find out my daughter was not wearing any panties. My finger fretted with the silky blonde hairs of her cunt before parting her lips and entering her. I slid three fingers into my daughter’s pussy as I rubbed her erect clit with my thumb.
“Yes, Mother! Finger me,” Sharon breathed, lifting her hips to meet my questing fingers. I pulled my daughter’s skirt clear to her waist as I laid her out on the sofa. I stared at her cunt, marveling at the way the hairs curled with her moisture. I lowered my head into the cleft of her sex and began tonguing her. She tasted very pungent, my daughter, with a slightly acidic undertone. It was strange at first, but I quickly found myself enjoying Sharon’s bouquet. Her tangy sweetness assaulted my taste buds as I licked her to orgasm.
“Yes, Mom! Yes,” Sharon cried out breathlessly. “Eat me, Mother. Oh, oh, I’m cummmmmmiiiinnnnnngggg!!” A clear, thin liquid filled my mouth as Sharon came with cataclysmic force. Her whole body shook and quivered as if she was suffering a seizure.
Later, she went to her room and returned with her secret cache of dildos. We inserted them into our every orifice, enjoying climax after climax. Sharon even penetrated my ass as she ate me to a mind-shattering orgasm. When Scott came home, we took him to my bed and fucked him until the small hours of the morning. We shared him equally.
From that day forward the three of us have been inseparable, we do everything together. I have even lubed up Scott’s cock as he took my baby girl’s anal cherry. Sharon and I have become more like sister/wives than mother/daughter, with Scott as our husband.
Right now, I am three months pregnant with my son’s child. Sharon was a little jealous at first; however, I promised her that Scott can put a baby in her as soon as she graduates college. She thought this too long to wait, so we compromised, she only has to go to a two-year junior college. She has only sixteen months more to wait, and I’m just as anxious as she is. Between the both of us, we keep Scott deliriously happy, which is how wives should keep their husband. All in all, we are the three happiest and luckiest people I know.

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Couple of Georgia Boys

I was the youngest of three boys, to a single mother in rural Alabama. My oldest brother was 25 years old and had long left home. He was off on a Naval ship somewhere in the Pacific. My next oldest brother, William (we always called him Billy Ray) was 16, and your somewhat stereotypical, southern/redneck boy. Then there was me, Cooper, 2 years younger than Billy Ray, and living life as a tagalong of my older brother and his friends. That’s also exactly where this story begins.
It was one of those famous hot, northern Georgia days. I promise you, If you haven’t been in Georgia during the summer you don’t know hot. From about June until September, I rarely if ever where a shirt, and that goes for most guys as well. It was about mid-day, and my brother and I were scurrying around the house, gathering up our gear to go fishing. Our mother worked long days, and she’d be gone since before we were up, and would be gone until late so most days we did whatever we wanted. I heard the truck fire up outside, and my brother yelling at me.
“Coop, hurry the hell up,”
“I’m coming,” I yelled back, annoyed. I couldn’t find my shoes, and had looked all over the house. I ran into Billy’s room, diving on the floor. I looked under his bed, pulling stuff out, moving boxes, magazines, everything but still no shoes. I huffed, sitting on his bed, and trying to think where they might be. I stopped suddenly though, as a magazine on the ground caught my eye. On the front of this magazine, were two girls. Two very naked girls. Two very naked girls who were busy making out with each other, the blonde on top with her fingers buried deep in the other girls pussy. I slowly stooped down, picking the magazine up and looked at the cover, flipping the pages. Page after page of naked girls, eating each other out, making out, and fucking each other with dildos, I didn’t know what I was looking at but, I knew I liked it, and the tent in my loose shorts would attest to that.
“What the fuck are you doing,” came a yell from the door way, causing me to jump, dropping the magazine. “Your fucking jacking off in my room,” Billy yelled, looking down at the dirty magazine.
“Doing what,” I asked, never having heard this term before. He looked at me at first like I was a dumbass, and then started laughing picking the magazine up.
Now when it came to sexual matters, my knowledge was a little hazy. From hanging out with my brother and his friends, I heard all about “fucking pussy,” and “getting head,” and I knew that the proper way to identify a “hot” girl was by how big her “tits” were. But that was about the extent of it all. We didn’t have a computer so I didn’t know about porn until that moment.
“You’ve never jacked off before,” my brother asked, setting down next to me. I shook my head that I hadn’t, causing my brother to laugh again. “When a guy’s dick gets hard, like from looking at porn, you jack off to it, like rub your cock so you cum.” He must have seen the confusion on my face, so he pulled his shorts off, his cock and balls flopping out, motioning me to do the same.
Now me and my brother both had pretty similar builds. We were both pretty skinny kids, my brother a little more muscular due to his latest habit of lifting weights in the evening. And besides being a few inches taller, we looked almost the same, tan skin, and short dark hair. My brother had a dark goatee on his chin, and one other noticeable difference, his piercings. Both of Billy’s nipples were pierced, but that wasn’t his only piercing, his cock was also pierced, and he was quite proud of it. To tell him tell the tale, it got him a lot of girls who didn’t believe he had it, to look at it, and then touch it, and then…well… you get the picture.
His cock was bigger than mine, and thicker too, his cock ring poking out from his foreskin that covered the head. “Like this,” he said, grabbing his dick by the base, and began pulling up and down. I tried to copy his motions, and somewhat awkwardly began stroking my dick. Slowly but surely, my dick got harder and harder, curving slightly up. “No, not like that,” he said, looking over at me, “Here,” he said pushing my hand away. He grabbed my cock, his big hand enveloping it. He began quickly jacking me off, his hand sliding up and down my rod. I had never felt anything like this, and the feeling made me squirm on the bed. The bliss lasted for maybe a minute, a moan slipping out of my lips as for the first time in my life, white jizz oozed out of my cock onto my brother’s hand. He whipped it on my stomach, drying the rest on the bed. “It feels better when a girl does it, but here now you do me,” he said, leaning back on both of his hands, his semi hard cock throbbing slightly.
My hand slowly wrapped itself around his cock, barely making it all the way around. Billy laid all the way back, his eyes fixed on the magazine as my hand pulled up and down. I could feel the veins in his dick as my hand moved up and down, trying to pick up speed like he did. His hips squirmed a little bit as he moaned, bucking them slightly. I squeezed a little tighter and that seemed to do it. He moaned, dropping the magazine and as he did, his cum shot out of his cock. And when I say shot I mean it. The first shot over his head, the second and third on his chest. I was amazed at how much came out of his, compared to mine. He grabbed a shirt off the ground and wiped himself off, pulling up his shorts, and pulling on a camo hat. “Now hurry up, we’re already late.”
We made it to the pond about 10 minutes later, our friend Cory and Joey already there. They tossed us both a beer as we got there, heckling us for being late, and asking why I had such a big smile on my face.

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Bo knows Judy

As I laid there in her bed watching her head bob up and down on my dick, I thought about how lucky I have been to have a sister like Judy. Our pact to make sure we had enough sex and learned to be good lovers, was working out great for me. Judy has a very high sex drive and is always ready for sex of almost any kind. Just watching her work was like seeing a very good porn flick and in this case I was one of the stars.
I was running my finger up and down her hairless pussy, every once in a while letting it slide into the slick fold of her pussy. I wanted very badly to eat it like an ice cream cone, but she had already instructed me that she would let me know when I would be allowed to give her the best head she had ever received. So I decided to see just how far she would let me go with my finger. I let it slip past her pussy and right to her beautiful asshole. I rubbed her tight rosebud and worked it over pretty good. I could hear the moan escape her lips when I stuck my finger in her ass. I slowed down and worked it in slowly, as far as I knew I was exploring virgin territory. My sister didn’t know that I have a big love for assholes. Jennifer, my ex-girlfriend knew how much I liked hers and never said no to me when I wanted to lick her ass. Even after we parted ways we still managed to have a couple brief encounters where I pleasured her, but that’s another story.
After finger fucking her sweet ass for several minutes, I was on the verge of cumming. Judy was deep throating my dick and sucking me like a wild woman. She would swallow my cock and then stick out her tongue and lick my balls. This makes my head spin and causes me to spew cum everywhere. It certainly worked as I let it fly. The first couple squirts went deep into her mouth. She started swallowing but couldn’t keep up and had to pull it out of her mouth. This let the next couple squirts to cover her face and hair. The last three spurts went all over her fabulous tits.
Son of a bitch, she said, you damned near drowned me. I can’t believe you can cum that much. And it tastes like candy, I love it. I stuck my dick back in front of her and she proceeded to lick it clean. She never could resist cleaning the cum from my dick and balls and I never complained at all. I watched her take long slow licks up the shaft and suck in all the cum she could, then drop back down to my balls and start over. When she had a mouth full, she would look at me, stick out her tongue and then swallow it all. She sucked both of my nuts and let them pop out of her mouth with a loud pop. God, she was good.
I licked the cum from her tits and sucked on her large nipples. They are about the size of your index finger and about an inch and a half long and will get as hard as steel. I think they would poke all the way through her shirt sometimes.
I left the tits and moved south toward heaven, stopping at her navel to lick and play with her navel jewelry that I love so much. I tongue fucked her navel until I heard another moan. Her next response was to tell me to “suck my cunt till I pass out”. Well how can you turn down a request like that? Sliding down her gorgeous legs I wound up staring right at the object of my affection.
I licked the inside of her thighs as I ran my hands up and down the best legs a brother could want to have wrapped around him as he screwed his sister. I was purposely avoiding her pussy, just licking and sucking on her legs and inner thighs. This teasing had the proper effect on Judy as she grabbed my head and directed me to her slit. I figured I would get started and gave her a big lick from bottom to top. She shuddered and moaned and I knew I was just getting started. I took my fingers and gently opened the folds of her vagina. I licked all around the outside and stuck my tongue into her as far as it would go. I was surprised by the amount of juice running out of her and the sweet taste it had. I licked up all that I could and reached up with my thumb and pushed on the hood over her clit. This got another moan and told me I was doing right. You have to be a pussy lover to know that a woman’s clit is the way to her heart. If you use it and treat it right, she will do anything for you. Judy also has one of the biggest and most sensitive clits I have ever had the pleasure to lick. She will usually stop me from working it over long before I would want to quit.
I took her clit between my teeth and nibbled on it, another moan. I licked on the clit and started to finger fuck her. First with one finger, then two fingers, then three. Working my hand back and forth and nibbling on her clit caused a gush of cum to run out of her pussy and starting to make a large wet spot on the blanket. I continued to work my fingers in and out until Judy grabbed my arm and pulled my hand to her mouth where she licked the goo off my fingers, another loud moan. I looked at her and she smiled, so I thought “What the hell” and I lifted her legs exposing her cute ass. I leaned up and let my tongue run around her rosebud. I licked her ass and sucked on it for all I was worth. I licked back and forth and tried to stick my tongue in her ass, another moan. I couldn’t get my tongue into her tight ass. I started massaging it with my finger while licking around the outside edge. I stuck my finger in and pushed it all the way inside. I kept licking while working my finger in and out.
I felt something under the bed covers and reached around until I came out with Judy’s big black dildo. She smiled at me and I took it and licked it to get it wet and slippery. She went wild and begged me to stick it in her pussy. I watched it disappear in her and I started working it in and out and she laid her head back and moaned again. I now went to work on her ass with my tongue. I could tell she was relaxing and getting more used to it. I could get my tongue started in her ass and I kept working on it and loving every minute of it. She grabbed the dildo and started ramming it in and out and the juices were almost streaming out. I was afraid she would drown me, but I kept working. All of a sudden she started shaking and her legs went stiff and she screamed, ”I’m cumming”. I kept at it until she went limp.
I looked around and I climbed up and laid next to her. Her hair was soaking wet and she looked like she was used up. I said ”Well, how was that?” “Damn, that was great. I have never had that kind of orgasm before. I really liked you eating my ass. But the thing that sent me over the edge was you sticking that big black dildo in your mouth. I fucking near passed out when I saw that! Shit, that was hot, I would like to see you suck a cock. What do you think?” Oh my, I have started something I am not sure I want to continue. “I just did it to lube it up, not because I wanted to suck it. I don’t know if I could bring myself to suck a dick or not.” Judy looked at me and smiled “It’s not that hard, I could teach you.” You should have seen the evil smile on her face, it scared me.
I kissed her to change the subject and I felt her tongue explore mine. She always liked to lick her cum off my face. “I taste pretty good, too. No wonder you like it so much. Maybe you’ll have to teach me how to eat pussy and I’ll teach you how to suck dick. It would be a blast.” Wow, I’ve created a monster!
We laid there for a few minutes and Judy looked at me and said “You know that I want to screw Bo don’t you?” Bo was the quarterback at school and was a good looking man and in great physical shape as you would guess. He was about six foot six and 225 pounds, a very handsome black man. He and I had become pretty good friends when we had worked together the summer before. We had partied with several of the classes finest babes and we still joked about the good times we had. I knew what would be next.
“You think Bo would be interested in me?” Judy asked. “If not, I’m sure I could get you any guy in school. I’d just have to show him a short video of what just happened here.” “Do you really want to do Bo?” I asked.
“I think so, I dream about having a big black dick to suck, lick and screw. Bo always seems so nice when he comes around with you and I know he has a big dick.” I asked her how she knew of his dick size? “Well either he has a big dick or he stuffs his pants full of something, because I have checked it out and there is a big bulge there!” Judy said and her eyes opened wide.
She was right, Bo has a big dick. About ten inches long, not real thick, but long and black. I have seen him stick it to some of the best snatch in school. He knew what it was for. Judy would like it.
I’ll bring Bo over this Friday, and we’ll hang out and see what happens. I’ll get him here and the rest will be up to you.
“Thanks, you’re the best brother a girl could ever have. You can bet I’ll make it up to you.” Judy said as she hugged me and rubbed her sweaty tits in my face. I figure she’s the best sister I could want. Wait till Friday.
Friday evening Bo and I arrived at my house about 5:30. We decided to swim a little as it was pretty hot. We had just got into the pool when Judy showed up. You could see the lust in her eyes as I asked Bo if he remembered her. “Wow, “he said “I couldn’t forget about a babe this hot” he said as he grabbed her and gave her a big hug and kissed her on the cheek. I bet Judy came in her pants!
She went to change into her suit and we went back into the pool. I told Bo that Judy had the hots for him and he had better watch her. He looked at me and asked “Do you think she would do me?” I laughed and said “Hell yea, right out in the front yard on Saturday afternoon!” He asked me if it would be OK and I said,”sure.” Now it starts.
Judy showed up a minute later in a red bikini that made my mouth drop open. It was small enough to hide almost nothing. She might as well have been naked. All it did was give these two guys hard ons. Holy shit she looked good. She went right for Bo and started to rub up against him. I don’t think he really knew what to do. Should he try to screw his friends sister right in front of him? He didn’t have a chance to think very long as Judy grabbed him and placed him in a lip lock. She reached for the big black snake in his swim trunks and he looked at me with a surprised look on his face. “Go for it” I said.
Bo did. In about three seconds Judy had his trunks off and was on her knees looking at the big black cock she held in her hand. “It’s even better than I thought” she whispered. She opened her mouth and gave it a long lick. Then she went at it like a popsicle, licking it from one end to the other and twisting it to get to the other side, all the while looking at it shining in the sunlight. It was long and she could almost swallow the whole thing, she sucked and licked on the black monster until she could swallow the whole thing. Suddenly I saw her tongue dart out and lick his balls while his cock was all the way down her throat. I looked at Bo and his mouth was hanging open and he looked like he was in shock. Suddenly he grabbed her head and he started shooting cum. It went everywhere, all over her face and hair. Judy was swallowing all she could and the rest ran down on her tits. I smiled, I’ve been there, it’s a good place to be.
Judy looked over at me and her eyes sparkled like it was Christmas. She had just received her biggest gift and was looking for more. Bo was standing there looking at Judy wondering what would happen next. He said ”That’s the greatest blowjob I ever had. You are the best I’ve ever had, where did you learn that?” Judy leaned up and started to clean the cum off Bo’s dick and balls, “Art taught me.” Bo looked at me with a look I had not seen before, I wasn’t sure if he liked what he heard. I didn’t say anything, but Judy spoke up “I wanted to learn to be the best and if I had practiced on every guy in school, I’d be the biggest slut on campus. This way you experienced the result of my training. Was it worth it?” Bo looked at her and a big smile burst on his face “Does this mean I can get in on the training too?” My sister looked at him and said “Anytime”.
It was starting to cool off outside and was getting dark, so we decided to move inside. We picked up our clothes and headed inside. Mom was gone on a business weekend trip for work so the house was all ours. We made it as far as the couch in the living room when Judy layed on the edge of the couch with her pretty pussy resting on the arm of the couch. Bo couldn’t resist it and immediately dove in head first.
He wasted no time and went right for her clit, licking and sucking it. It began to swell up almost like getting a hard on. Judy began to moan again and I knew the only way to quiet her was to stuff her mouth full of cock. I walked to the couch where she was spread out on her back with Bo glued to her pussy and gave her a long deep French kiss. Her tongue searched in my mouth and I sucked her tongue like a cock. I pulled my dick up and she opened her mouth and swallowed my entire length in one easy stroke.
God, it felt great to fuck her throat like this. In a couple minutes I was ready to unleash a load of cum. Bo’s face looked like a glazed donut with Judy’s cum all over him. I wondered if we would be able to get the cum stains off Mom’s couch. I laughed to myself thinking about Mom having a heart attack if she saw what was happening in her house.
Bo moved up and slipped his cock into Judy with a long slow stroke. I could tell she liked it as I was receiving the attention to my dick. She was sucking and licking like a possessed woman. Then she started working on my balls, first licking them and then sucking on them. One at a time she worshipped my sperm makers, it had never felt so good. I tried to hold on, but once she had me ready, Judy new how to get my jizz. Swallowing my cock and then licking my balls at the same time and I was done. Cum started shooting in her mouth and I pulled out and sprayed her all over. Jizz dribbled of her face and down her neck and across both tits. Bo actually stopped fucking her just to watch the show. “Holy shit” he said “That’s a fucking cum shot, better than in the movies!” I just smiled at my sister and kissed her lips. She then proceeded to lap up all the cum she could find and licked me clean as usual. I was wasted.
I knew she was ready to explode and so was Bo. I moved down under Judy and began to lick her beautiful asshole while Bo hammered her pussy. We were giving her one hell of a workout. I was sticking my tongue in her ass when Bo made a long stroke and his dick came out of her pussy and hit me on the cheek. I looked up and all I saw was this big black dick right in front of my face. I was so geeked up that I grabbed it and licked Judy’s pussy cream off of it and stuck it back in her pussy. Bo must have liked it because in about four strokes it happened again and he just looked at me. I grabbed his dick and sucked it like Judy would have. I almost choked trying to swallow it so I just stuck it back in her pussy.
Bo hammered Judy like a wild man and he started cumming in her so much that it was running out of her and dripping on my face. I licked up what was there and Bo pulled out and sprayed about three more blasts of cum all over Judy and me. Judy had went to shaking and shuddering and had a violent orgasm. We collapsed in a heap on the couch. Nobody said anything for a few minutes, a lot of things we never planned on had happened.
Judy broke the ice by thanking both of us for the “greatest sex I have ever had and it may never be topped. Boy, it was fantastic.”
Bo said ”you two made a long time fantasy of mine come true by Judy fucking me and being involved in a three way. Thank you both.”
I spoke up and said “Me too, I always wanted a three way, and I think I always wanted to see what sucking dick was like. I’m glad it happened”
We headed upstairs to the shower to clean up. I wondered what would happen next?

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