She looked at me and asked, "Mom, have you ever had sex with another woman?" My face must have turned three shades of red but, I answered her truthfully. "No, I can't say that I have ever been with a woman in that way." I had thought about it many times since divorcing her father five years ago. Then she asked me, "Have you ever thought about having sex with another woman?" Now her face was as red as mine felt. I put off answering that one by asking her why the sudden interest in my sex life.  She told me that a couple of months ago a female friend of hers had propositioned her and that she had refused. "At the time, I had never given the idea any thought and when she asked me, my first thought was, ewwww gross!"

I could feel my nipples getting erect and my pussy was starting to get wet. So I said to her, "Ya know, that was the reaction I had whenever your father would suggest that I try sex with another woman. I had never thought about doing it with a woman before that and didn't actually give it any thought until after the divorce."
She kind of let out a little smile and said, "So how often do you think about it now?" I could she that she was as turned on by this talk as I was. Her nipples were very noticibly poking through her shirt, as were mine. She and I both put one leg up on the couch and turned sideways so we were facing each other.

I said, "Well, to be honest with you, I find myself thinking about it more and more and I often fantasize about it. Pretty intensely I might add." My pussy was sopping wet now and I know her's was too. She had placed a hand between her legs and was unwittingly rubbing the crotch of her jeans. I needed to do something and fast! "So then, I'm not a sick person or anything because I have thought about it and fantasized about it a lot in the last couple of months?" She asked.  "Heavens no, I think that just about every woman thinks about, or has thought about it at some point in their life."

I then excused myself and went into the bathroom. As soon as I got in there I didn't waste anytime dropping my pants and soaking wet panties to the floor. I put one foot up on the tub and rubbed my rock hard clit no more than three times before I came with a torrent!. I got all my fingers covered with my juices and imediately put them in my mouth and licked them all clean 4 or 5 times. I then got my wits about me and pulled on my panties and pants and went back out to the living room. My daughter was sitting there, still rubbing her crotch without even realizing it.

"Mom, you have made me feel so much better about the whole thing. I thought I was losing my mind." I said, "Aw baby, don't worry about it. Why don't you tell your friend that you've given it some thought and that you are ready to give it a try?" She then told me that her friend had moved away a few days ago so that wasn't possible. "Well then, where are two extremely horny women like us going to find willing partners?" I asked. "I don't know but I do know that I need to find one soon."  I said to her, "I can see that. You've been rubbing your crotch for the last hour now." She gasped and turned all red again when she realized that what I said was true.

Then I said, "Why don't you go into the bathroom and do what I just did?" She asked me what I meant. I told her to go in and take care of herself. "You mean masturebate? Oh my God! Did you just go in and masturbate?"  I told her, "Of course I did, I've been sitting here watching you rub you crotch and looking at your nipples poking throught your shirt. What was I supposed to do?" She got a look of excitement in her eye and said, I'll be right back." She jumped up and practicly ran to the bathroom! When I heard the door shut, I snuck up to the door and listened to her play with herself. I heard a little wimper from her and my hand imediately shot down my pants and two fingers went into my dripping wet love hole. I stood there finger fucking myself while I listened to my daughter finger fucking herself. She let out a loud moan and I instantly covered my whole hand with cum. I pulled my hand out of my pants and hurried back to the couch and licked my fingers clean on the way.

When she came back I asked her, "Feeling better now?" And she said, "Yes, soooo much better." I told her that I too felt a lot better. She said that it was getting late and that she should get going so that she could get out of her wet pants. I told her that I needed to do the same and parted my legs to show her the moisture darkened crotch of my pants. We walked together to the door. As she walked out, she turned and asked me what I would like for my birthday.  I told her, "What I'd really like is for you to lick my pussy and, for you to let me lick yours. Come back tomorrow with your favorite toy and your sexiest lingerie and I will be here waiting with the same. We can make it a birthday to remember." She came back inside, gave me a tight hug, then a kiss on the lips, and put her hand in my crotch and whispered in my ear, "You got a deal."

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I believe things in life happen for one of three reasons. Things happen because they were planned, as a result of circumstances, or because they were preordained or destined. This story about my son and me, I believe, was a combination of circumstances and destiny; it certainly was not planned.

This story is about the events that happened early in 2002, shortly after the invasion of Afghanistan. At the time I was 38 years old and my son was 16. As a loving and close family, we all played sport and shared much time together. I was tall and athletic at 5’-9”tall and still retained a good figure and good looks; whilst my son who was still growing, was already 6’-2” tall and an excellent middle distance runner at school. My husband and I played competitive tennis and golf and had a high level of fitness. Harrison, my son, followed us everywhere we went and started playing the sports we played. Every year my husband would take us on holidays to the mountains or lakes where we enjoyed camping. My husband was in the regular army and had attained the rank of Major.

In February of 2002, Shaun, my husband, was sent to Afghanistan to help fight the War on Terror. Shaun was stationed near Kabul, in the east of the country, near the Pakistan border, and was assigned there for a period of some 12 months. It was these 12 months that changed the course of my life, unforgettable experiences that I will take to my grave with me.

The first few weeks without Shaun were very hard as I was always used to having someone to cuddle up to and make passionate love to. I got by the best I could, looking after Harrison and playing tennis and golf with him. I know he missed his father at the time as well, as they really had a solid father-son relationship. Two months into his stay in Afghanistan left me both frustrated and horny. I had to resort to masturbation in order to relieve my tensions, but missed the feel of a hard cock inside me and the feel of his cock spewing ropes of cum inside my vagina. Even then, I had no sexual feelings for Harrison, my son.

What happened next changed the course of my life. On returning home one afternoon after picking my son up from school, we discovered that the house had been burgled. The television set, DVD player and surround sound system, and some jewellery were missing. This left me a little nervous and apprehensive as there was no man around to protect me. There had been other burglaries in the area around that time, without ant arrests or suspects. Late in May, I was in bed and thought I heard a noise outside, and got out of bed only to see someone running down the street. Putting on some panties and a top, I called the police who were quick to respond to my call. They had a patrol car search the area and dusted my bedroom window for finger prints, but found nothing. It was 2 a.m. in the morning when they left.

I was scared and beside myself, and needed someone near me. I asked my son if he would mind sleeping with me for the night as I would feel so much safer. I lay on my side as we talked and he was on his side behind me. I asked him to put his arm around me, which he did and ultimately went to sleep. I awoke in the morning with Harrison lying on his back, fast asleep. I was so relieved to get through that night in one piece. We got up and had breakfast and I took him to school as I always do.

Going back to my son for a moment, he has had a couple of girlfriends, but none of late. He has always preferred to concentrate on his studies and athletics and sport, leaving little time for girls. For some time now, I presume he has either masturbated regularly, or had many wet dreams, as his bed lined was often stained. I have mentioned it in the past with Shaun, and he says it’s perfectly normal for a teen boy to jack off on a regular basis. Shaun says that boys that age have raging hormones and need a sexual outlet. That afternoon I picked him up from school, had dinner, then I helped him with some homework from school.

The time was getting late and Shaun said he was going to bed. I told him I was still very nervous and afraid, and if he could sleep with me again. He replied “sure mum, if you really want me to.”  I told him I really needed his presence and to get ready for bed while I had a shower. After showering, I put on panties and a top to avoid any embarrassment, not seeking any inappropriate behaviour. He was already in bed wearing boxer shorts when I came back into the bedroom. I got into bed beside him and pulled up the doona to cover us. We talked for a little while, thanking him for looking after his mother. I cuddled up to him and I was soon asleep. Some time later, in the early hours of the morning, I awoke for some reason. There was some movement under the doona and I could detect some faster breathing from Harrison. I do believe he was masturbating beside me. I never said anything and pretended I was still asleep. After a little while he gave a little grunt and then rolled over and cuddled up to me again. When I got up in the morning, there were obvious cum stains on my sheets.

The same thing happened the next night as well. I was a little bemused by his behaviour, wondering if it was out of habit, need or did he find me as a sexual object. Throughout the day I thought about it a lot and knew I had to say something that night. Just thinking about the fact that someone was masturbating beside me, made me feel a little horny bringing a damp spot to my panties. That night after my shower, Harrison was in bed waiting for me as usual. I wore some sheer see-thru panties with my top. As I stood by my mirror brushing my hair, I could see him looking at me, looking around my panty area. I never shave around my pubic area as Shaun has always preferred a bushy pussy. I trim to my bikini line, but that’s all. The see-thru panties were clearing showing my dark pubic bush.

After getting into bed beside my son, I mentioned to him that I knew he had been masturbating the past two nights. I told him not to be embarrassed as I understood that all teen males have the need to jack off. Harrison was indeed very sheepish and embarrassed but did admit that he had been. He said that he needs to do it every night as it makes him relax and sleep so much better. He also promised that he wouldn’t do it again in my bed. I told him that if he needed to, that it was okay and that I understood, something that he was agreeable to.

I told my son that if he needed to do it now, that I would love to watch him. He replied “really mum? Do you really want me to jack off now?” I replied that I did. I pulled down the doona and could see a big bulge in his boxers. I asked him to remove his boxers, which he promptly did, and then he started to stroke his cock. His cock was circumcised with a large head, probably just over 6” long with short curly hair around his ball bag. He wasn’t as big or as thick as his father, but still quite impressive all the same. As he stroked, I removed my panties and started to finger myself as well. He was watching me with anticipation, then said he was about to cum. I was amazed to see his first rope of cum shoot back over his head on the pillow, followed by three shorter ones on his chest and a few more smaller ones on his pubic hair. I couldn’t believe that I had just witnessed my son jacking off. I kept going on myself for about 10 minutes until I also orgasmed. Harrison said “that was so kewl mum, I didn’t know that ladies did that as well.”

After that masturbation session, we both cuddled up and slept through the night without waking up. When I awoke in the morning, I noticed that Harrison had another erection whilst still asleep. Shaun invariably awoke with an erection in the morning as well. I reached over to my bedside drawer and got some ky-jelly and squirted some onto the palm of my hand. I then proceeded to start jerking my son off, to which he awoke. Sleepily he said, “what are you doing mum?” I told him to relax and that I needed to see him cum again. Within 2-3 minutes, Harrison deposited 6-7 ropes of cum over his tummy and my hand.

I led him to my en-suite where we both showered together before getting dressed for school and daily duties. Harrison was still beside himself, trying to grasp what had happened the previous night and just then. We never said much that morning at the breakfast table, but both of our minds were racing at 100 mph. Through the day I reflected on the past 24 hours and knew I was losing control of the situation. With no sex for almost 3 months, my pussy was aching for a hot, hard cock.

With the weekend coming up we went to bed around 10 pm that night. After my shower, I never even bothered to put on panties and a top as I entered the bedroom. Harrison was waiting for me and stared at me in amazement as I entered completely naked. I quickly removed his boxers, revealing a very long hardon. I told him to lie back with his legs apart, which he promptly did. I then went down on him, giving him oral sex, and tickling his scrotum at the same time. Words tried to come out of his mouth as he raised his head to see what was going on. Within a minute he tried to pull away and said “mum, I am cumming.” I held him tight so he couldn’t withdraw and I took his full load in my mouth and swallowed his hot sticky cum. I loved doing this with Shaun and had missed oral sex for the past few months.

We lay down beside each other and chatted for a while and told Harrison how much he meant to me, sleeping with me and looking after me. I told him I was tired and needed some sleep, so we cuddled up together in bed. Just as I was getting drowsy, I could feel his cock hard again, which was pressing into my butt. He was on his side behind me and the head of his cock was right beside my pussy lips. I wiggled my butt a bit, making his cock much harder, then grabbed it and guided it into me. I told him to push forward and then pull out and keep doing that. My pussy was so wet that his cock slid in and out of my pussy so easily. Before long, he got into a rhythm, and soon deposited a load of hot sticky sperm deep inside me.

I then kissed him deeply and thanked his so much for having sex with me. He told me it was the first time he had ever done that before. One of his girl friends had masturbated him before, but never proper sex. I told him that I needed him to stay with me every night until his father got back from Afghanistan. I also told him that he must never tell anyone what had just happened. He promised me he wouldn’t. Over the next 9 months we had sex nearly every night. I showed him all the sex positions as well as teaching him how to eat out a pussy. By the time Shaun arrived home, he was quite experienced and could last much longer.

It was now February of 2003, and Shaun was due home in three days time. I enjoyed my time with Harrison, but also missed Shaun sorely. I was looking forward to having wild sex with him again, and I am sure, he wanted sex as well. My period was due but I missed it, just hoping that it was a one-off thing. Surely I couldn’t be pregnant. After my husband arrived home, I missed my next period as well, giving me much cause for alarm. I went to see my gynaecologist and she confirmed I was 7 weeks pregnant. I waited another week and told Shaun that I had just fallen pregnant again and that it must have been his sperm build up from Afghanistan that did it. I told him that I was 4 weeks pregnant and we could expect the baby in November. The baby, a wonderful daughter named Candice, was born on 16^th November. One week overdue for Harrison but two weeks early as far as Shaun was concerned.

We were both so happy to share the fantastic news and he of course had every reason to believe it was his. Harrison has no idea that he is the father and will never know. That would destroy Shaun and I couldn’t do that to him. That will a secret I will take to my grave. In the meantime, Harrison completed university, has a good job and is happily married.

I am not proud of what id did with my son. As I said earlier, it was not planned in any way. Candice was a gift from heaven and a destiny that was welcomed.

I sat at my table alone and smiled at those that made eye contact with me when a man and woman came over. "Do we know you? You really do look familiar?" they asked me. I put on my most mature look and said, "Well, who do you think I am?" "Aren't you Claire's neice from over in _____?" the woman said. "Yes, and your name is?" I asked her. "Kari, Kari Wilis and my husband Daniel." I said "Oh, yeh, you do look familiar." and they looked at me as if to ask more. "No, I am not running away, I am out to enjoy a night by myself." I said, "Jack and Claire know where I am." "And they know you are alone in Montgomery?" "Yes, Claire dropped me off at the Greyhound station." I said, "Would you like to sit down?" I asked them. They sat down and began asking me questions and all sorts of things. Finally Kari said, "But I thought you were only 11, I grant you look a lot older." "I am 11." I said matter of factly, "Is there something wrong with that?" I said. "How are you getting back?" Daniel asked me. "Oh, However I like, I may hitch a ride or take the bus, or I may stay the night if I find a good reason." I said and I was getting wet. I felt that they were my 'good reason' but were not sure yet. I had pulled my blouse down some in the front so that it was almost showing my tits and then reached across the table and touched both their hands at the same time. "Are you two busy tonight?" I asked. "Well, not really he said and took my hand, she slowly took the other one I offered her across the table. "Did you two come to Montgomery to get into some fun?" I asked them. They turned red faced. "Well, what do you mean?" Kari said. I was finished eating and said, "Could you two give me a ride to the movies?" "Sure."  Daniel said without any hesitation.

We got up and they had a nice pick up truck with the bench seats that went all the way across and after he got in on the driver's side I jumped in and sat in the middle and Kari looked at me and then him and she got in so that I was sitting in the middle of them. He drove towards the mall and the movie side and on the way I talked and slowly my hand went to his leg nearest me. Kari wore a nice loose skirt and my right hand went to her legs also and found it's way to her bare skin. My tits were hard as we drove. "Is it warm in her to you guys?" I said and they both said it was. I moved my hands and pulled my blouse off over my head and they saw my cupless bra showing off my tits that the nipples swelled and were hard. Quickly my hands went back to their legs and this time I found his hard cock swelling and making a snake down his pants leg. My right hand went up under her skirt and although I am sure she did not mean to at first her legs moved apart and I found a pair of soaking wet panties. Daniel said, "Maybe we shouldn't go to the movies after all." Kari agreed and we drove out of the parking lot and down to a road that had a motel on the outskirts of town. He pulled over in the dark since I still had my blouse off and parked and said, "I will get a room." Kari and I said "Okay" at the same time.

When he left I turned and took off the bra all the way and took Kari's face in my hands and kissed her. She froze and then little by little her lips parted and she began kissing me back. My hand went between her legs and again found her panties and pulled them aside and my fingers slipped into her pussy, it had some hair but not much and she looked at me as I ran my fingers around he lips then licked my fingers. "Oh, you taste good"  I told her. The Daniel came back and we drove to the back building and got out after I had slipped my blouse back on. We got out and went to the room and turned on a dim light and I pulled off my clothes again and threw them on the floor in the corner. I turned to them as they stood there frozen again. "You do know that this is totally illegal to be in bed with me don't you? Especially with what we are going to do?" I said. They just looked at me and I puched her down on the bed, "You first." I said and began pulling her clothes off. She was blonde and had thin hair on her pussy and she just laid there as if she had never been in bed before. I laid next to her and began kissing her all over and soon she moaned and began groaning. I was on top of her taking the dominate role and soon was eating her pussy and she soaked my face with a nice orgasm. I laid on my back and spread myself out, "Now you do me" I said. She began kissing me and soon her fingers found my clit and I spasimed and soaked her fingers with an orgasm. "Oh, that didn't take long" she said and then I told her to keep going. "Eat my pussy." I told her and she found the clit and began sucking and licking me. After a couple more orgasms I laid there and ready for Daniel.

"Okay, now for you" I said. He came to the bed and Kari began to move off, "No dear, stay here and enjoy it." I said. I told him to lay back on the bed and he did and I got on top of him and rubbed my tits all over his chest and down his tummy and then I took his cock into my mouth and began sucking. It went all the way into my throat and he almost died as I deepthroated him and he had about 8 or 9 inches. "Oh damn, you are good little cock sucker." he moaned. "Now watch this Kari." I said and then began really making him go nuts. Soon he filled my throat with his load and I swallowed it all. He laid there and I massaged it hard again and sat on it and took it all the way in. I rode him and made sure she kissed me and he sucked my tits all the time. I rode him and felt it swell and my orgasm came at the same time and sprayed his cock and balls all over.

We laid there as I moved off him and cum slipped out of my pussy and his cock was slippery with it. I moved her to his cock and said, "Clean him up Dear." She looked at me, "But I don't do that." she said. "Tonight you do, you had sex with a girl for the first time tonight, now time to suck a cock and swallow." I said. I locked his cock and got some of the cum on my lips then kissed her deep and then again and again, "Now kiss his cock and lick our juices from his cock." I told her. She did and soon was sucking him and he was hard again and I whispered to her to keep sucking until he filled her mouth. She did just that and when he did she almost lost it but kept trying. "Now eat me" I told her and she willing ate my cum filled pussy. We kept playing most of the night and long after the sun came up we woke up, three bodies cum covered and drenched all tangled up. We woke and began kissing again and and I made love while Daniel showered and then we went in. In the shower we made love again and did not wear any bras or panties for the drive back home. When we drove up I insisted they come in and get to know Aunt Claire and Uncle Jack better. They left the next day for their home.

love

tess

 

As Dan finished dressing, Trisha sprung up off the bed and stood between him and the doorway.

 

“So, Dad, is that all you’ve got in the tank? Or are you planning on giving Mom some of this tonight.” The brunette began to gently stroke her father’s flaccid cock beneath his pants as she ended her sentence.

 

            Rachel giggled as she watched Trisha working their father. Dan closed his eyes and took a deep breath as his younger daughter’s petite hand caressed his tired prick teasingly. He then opened them again and with noticeable effort, took Trisha’s hands and held them down by her side.

 

“When we have a little more time, I’ll show you just how much I have in my tank, honey.”

 

            His loving expression belied the intense tone of his avowal.

 

“And that goes for you, too.” He added as he turned his head to Rachel.

 

            The blonde felt a surge of lusty anticipation flood her system as her father locked eyes with her. The look he gave left her no doubt that given the chance he would indeed show them just how far he could go.

 

“Is that a promise?” the younger girl asked suggestively, her hands still being held fast by her father.

 

            Dan answered only with a fatigued smile and a deliberate kiss on Trisha’s forehead before leaving his daughter’s room.

 

            The sisters cleaned themselves up and went to their respective rooms to get dressed shortly after.

 

Rachel watched herself in the mirror as she dressed slowly. It seemed hard for her to believe that only three weeks had passed since this all began. It felt like years; almost like this was the way things had always been … or should have been.

 

Just a few minutes later though, Rachel found herself dealing with her first feelings of remorse. She thought she had examined the situation from every possible angle before the seduction of her father; but she had missed something, a glaring something at that. Her father had been unfaithful to her mother, and she and Trisha were the cause.

 

Sara came home only minutes after the girls had finished dressing. Rachel found it impossible to look her mom in the eyes and almost as hard to hide her guilty feelings. Although she knew she was just being paranoid, she felt that Sara could see evidence of the forbidden deed all over her face. Before long, she had retreated to the relative sanctuary of her room, where she stayed for the rest of the night.

 

At 11:30 the beautiful blonde was laying in bed quietly staring into the darkness, unable to sleep as she grappled with her conflicted emotions. She heard her door open and propped herself up on her elbows to see Trisha slip silently into the room. By the pale moonlight bleeding through her window, Rachel could see her sister was wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton panties.

 

Trisha slid alongside her older sister on the bed and began to kiss the blonde deeply as her left hand found one of Rachel’s firm breasts. After a long kiss, Trisha pulled back with a slightly puzzled look.

 

“Is something wrong?” the brunette asked as she idly continued manipulating her sister’s breast softly.

 

            After a brief pause Rachel answered.

 

“It’s just that … well … I feel like shit that we made Dad cheat on Mom.”

 

Trisha stared blankly at her sister for a long moment before suddenly breaking into a muffled laugh.

 

“Rachel, first of all we didn’t make Dad do anything. He wanted that for a long time. Believe me. And I don’t think she minds the results so much anyway … can’t you hear that?”

 

            Rachel stared, a little confused, at Trisha and after a moment she did hear something. It was moaning. And it was coming through the wall from their parents’ room. Just as she realized what the sound was, Trisha nodded deliberately to confirm it.

 

“Have you ever heard them through your wall before?” the younger girl asked, as if she already knew the answer.

 

            Rachel shook her head slowly.

 

“So why do you think that tonight, of all nights, Mom would be moaning louder than ever before?” The brunette’s hand slipped down like a snake between Rachel’s legs as she continued. “You know if you still feel bad, you just might get a chance to make it up to her.”

 

Rachel whimpered as Trisha began to stroke her pussy gently.

 

“Would you like that?”

 

            The blonde’s body began to respond involuntarily to her sister’s delicate ministrations as she answered her question with an affirmative nod.

 

“Would you like to slip down, between her legs …” Trisha increased her pace and Rachel’s breathing quickened accordingly. “And bring your mouth to her hot, wet pussy…”

 

“Yessssss.” Rachel hissed as her younger sister moved down between her legs.

 

“Say it! Tell me what you want to do!”

 

            Rachel moaned out as Trisha penetrated her with two fingers and began to tongue her clit.

 

“I want to eat her pussy!” she managed to spit out between breathy moans.

 

“Who’s pussy?” the younger girl asked immediately with an edge.

 

“I want to eat Mom’s pussy!”

 

            Trisha hesitated for a second before continuing her passionate tonguing of her sister’s pussy. Rachel’s proclamation had been much louder than she had expected and if their parents hadn’t been busy with their own noisemaking, she was sure they would have heard it. However, their mother’s faint moans could still be heard carrying through the shared wall so it was only a matter of a minute or two until Trisha had Rachel squealing and writhing in orgasmic ecstasy.

 

            The instant that Rachel stopped twitching, Trisha pulled her off the bed as she leaned back against the wall and rested one foot up on the night table. The older girl immediately dropped to her knees and dove into her sister’s dripping pussy. The brunette smiled and bit her bottom lip as she turned her ear to the wall and let out a low whimper. She caressed the wall gently as her hips began to sway in reply to Rachel’s delicate lapping.

 

            Trisha listened acutely to the growing moans of her mother. She envisioned her father’s huge cock blasting away relentlessly at Sara’s juicy pussy and tried to imagine exactly what contorted look her beautiful mother was wearing in response. Knowing that they were fucking only a few feet away heightened her arousal and along with Rachel’s keen knowledge of just how to eat her pussy, she soon found herself struggling to hold off her certain release.

 

            A few moments later when she heard her father begin to grunt as her mother let out a long, unsteady wail, she too let go. The brunette came simultaneously with her parents as she stared down at Rachel’s pretty blue eyes, watching her unblinkingly. She moaned out as she loosed a torrent of juices down her sister’s throat, the excess cascading over her chin and down the front of her tight body.

 

            Rachel dutifully licked Trisha clean as the younger girl reluctantly came back to reality. The sisters were soon back on the bed, kissing and caressing each other lovingly, tasting themselves on each other’s lips and tongues, before falling asleep in each other’s arms.

 

            Rachel stirred from a deep, comfortable sleep and squinted her eyes against the invading light knifing harshly through her blinds. She snuggled back against Trisha who was still asleep and holding the blonde tight in the spoon position. She had only closed her eyes for a second when they popped back open, wide. The nineteen year old stared at her clock for a long moment, trying to comprehend the numbers with her sleepy mind. It read 8:32.

 

            She quickly turned on her back and shook her sleeping sister.

 

“Trisha get up, it’s 8:30!

 

            The brunette only stirred briefly. Fear gripped Rachel tight. While waking up next to Trisha was wonderful, they hadn’t dared to actually sleep together since their parents had been home.

 

“Hey, come on!” she whispered louder and gave her sister a more forceful shove.

 

“What?!?” the younger girl whined as she woke reluctantly.

 

“Shhhhh … it’s already 8:30! You’ve got to go to your room!”

 

            Trisha took a moment to absorb the information and silently agreed. She gave Rachel a loving peck on the lips and pulled the sheet off their naked forms. Just as she did however, there was a knock on the door.

 

“Rachel? Are you up?” Sara called out.

 

            The sisters looked at each other in sudden panic for a long moment before Trisha sprang off the bed and dashed to the wall beside the door. Rachel threw her sheet back over her bare body just as Sara turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

 

“Hey …”

 

            Sara paused as she surveyed the unusually messy room curiously. Rachel was generally very neat so it was strange for her mother to see two pair of panties as well as a bra and various other pieces of clothing strewn about so carelessly. Of course she had no way of knowing that one of those pair of panties belonged to Trisha.

 

“ … do you know where your sister is? She’s not home and her bed looks like it hasn’t even been slept in.”

 

            Rachel tried desperately to act casual but it was a thin facade at best. After a longer than needed pause she finally answered.

 

“ ummm … she was here last night … maybe she went for a run.”

 

            Sara again looked quizzically at her oldest daughter. Although Trisha was in phenomenal shape, she had never been much of a runner. Her mother’s eyes quickly scanned the room again as her intuition hinted that Rachel knew more than she was letting on.

 

            Rachel knew her hasty explanation was lame but hoped it would buy them enough time to at least sneak Trisha out of her room.

 

“Well I won’t panic yet …” Sara said slowly. “ … pick up your room a little when you get out of bed OK?”

 

            Rachel nodded and glanced over at Trisha, just inches behind the door, as she covered her mouth in an attempt not to laugh. Sara then closed the door slowly as she left. The blonde flopped dramatically back on to her bed in relief as Trisha giggled and quickly slid alongside her again.

 

“God damn … that was way too close.” Rachel said, her nerves still evident in her shaky voice.

 

            Trisha chuckled again as she lifted the sheet up off her sister’s nude form and took a playful peek inside.

 

“Do you think she knew you were naked under here?”

 

“Shut up!” the blonde answered quickly, failing however to conceal her own amusement.

 

“Mmmmm … all that excitement made me kinda horny.” Trisha squeezed one of Rachel’s breasts as she finished her sentence.

 

            They both laughed as Rachel playfully pushed Trisha’s hand from her breast and got up from the bed.

 

“I’ll go distract Mom so you can pretend you were out for a walk, or run or whatever.”

 

            The blonde slipped on a pair of warm-up pants and a t-shirt as she spoke.

 

“Maybe she went for a run?” Trisha asked jokingly. “What were you thinking?”

 

            Rachel grinned and shrugged before she turned and left the room.

 

            After changing into workout clothes, Trisha snuck out of the house as Rachel’s conversational diversion worked flawlessly. It was only a few minutes before the younger girl reentered the house breathing heavily as if she’d just run a marathon.

 

“Where were you?” Sara asked suspiciously as her daughter poured herself a glass of water.

 

“I went for a run, Mom.” Trisha answered coolly as she took a big gulp of water.

 

“After you made your bed?” Sara continued in her skeptical tone.

 

            Trisha turned to Rachel who was sitting at the table and gave her an overly dramatic, incredulous look.   She even added a “Huh!” for effect. She then approached Sara and took her mother’s face in her hands as she began to speak in an exaggerated “parental” voice.

 

“I’m so proud to have a daughter who’s organized AND takes an interest in her health!” She then planted a big novelty-type kiss on her mother’s lips before releasing her.

 

            Sara couldn’t help but be amused as she turned to Rachel. “I swear she gets stranger every day.”

 

“You have NO idea Mom!” the brunette declared theatrically as she left the kitchen.

 

            Early that afternoon the girls decided to lay out by the pool. Sara was sitting in the living room organizing paperwork as her daughters came down the stairs in their skimpiest bikinis. Trisha stopped Rachel just before they entered the room and without warning gave her sister’s nipples, and then hers, a good, hard pinch.

 

            They entered the room a moment later, giggling.

 

“Hey Mom. Rach and I are going to go lay out … wanna come?

 

“No, honey. I’ve got too much work to do.” Sara answered without even looking up from her reading.

 

“Work, work, work …” Trisha teased as she and Rachel stood directly in front of their mother.

 

“You know, pretty soon we’re both going to be away at school and then you won’t have these opportunities.” The brunette draped her arm over her sister’s shoulders and Rachel responded by laying her head on Trisha’s shoulder.

 

            Sara lowered her reading and looked up at her daughters. “Oh OK already … just give me five minutes to finish up and I’ll come out, OK?”

 

“Alright, but if you’re not by the pool in five minutes, we’re gonna come in here and drag you out.” Trisha said only half jokingly.

 

            With that the two sisters strolled out towards the pool. Sara, true to her word, finished up her reading and went up to change into her bathing suit, a nice floral print bikini; sexy, but not quite as revealing as her daughters’ suits. She then made her way down to the pool to join her daughters.

 

            She adjusted the lounge chair next to the girls as Rachel rubbed some lotion onto Trisha’s bare back. Sara noticed her younger daughter’s bikini top lying next to her chair but didn’t think much of it, considering she was lying on her stomach. A few minutes later as she began to apply her own lotion, Trisha sat up and nonchalantly pulled the string on the back of Rachel’s top, letting it slip off her sister noiselessly.

 

            Sara shot a surprised look at her topless daughters.

 

“What is this? The Riviera?” she asked, a slightly disapproving, parental tone permeating her voice.

 

            Both girls looked back at her incredulously before Trisha answered.

 

“Oh come on, Mom … they’re only boobs .” The brunette took her perfect breasts in her hands and began to juggle them playfully as she smiled at her mother.

 

“Ok, Ok … just as long as you don’t do this at the beach … you don’t do you?”

 

            Trisha stopped juggling and gave her mother a devilish smile.

 

“That all depends on what beach.” She raised her eyebrows jokingly a few times and gave her breasts one more squeeze before sitting on Rachel’s chair as the blonde laid down on her stomach.

 

            Sara just shook her head slowly. “Why do I even ask?”

 

            Trisha poured some lotion on her sister’s back and proceeded to work it in slowly. Instead of just spreading the coconut-scented cream, the brunette was soon massaging it in, paying particular, but not obvious attention to her lower back and the insides of her thighs. Rachel melted at Trisha’s teasing touch and turned her head to scan her mother’s hot body, her eyes hidden by her sunglasses.

 

            The blonde felt her pussy begin to drip as she eyed Sara’s still pert breasts, flat stomach and hidden mound with Trisha’s fingers only inches away from her swelling clit. She fought the growing urge to groan, she wanted release so suddenly and so wholly but knew that wasn’t possible, yet.

 

            After a few minutes, Trisha suddenly stopped and shifted over to her mother’s lounge chair.

 

“Alright … you’re turn.” The seventeen-year-old twirled her finger in a circle prompting Sara to turn over on her back. She hesitated for a second, unsure why, but then complied.

 

            Trisha went right for the clasp on her mother’s bikini top and unhooked it in an instant.

 

“Hey! Leave that on there.” Sara said in surprise.

 

“Oh come on, Mom. It’s totally in the way; it’s such a pain to have to go around it.” Trisha responded as she ignored her mother’s appeal and pushed the straps up over her shoulders.

 

“Don’t worry, when I’m done you can put your top back on, you big prude.”

 

            Rachel laughed out loud at Trisha’s joke as their mother replied.

 

“When did you become such a wiseass?” Sara asked, though not really annoyed.

 

            The younger daughter just chuckled as she dropped some lotion on her mother’s smooth back.

 

“Alright, I’ll stop being mean, and to make it up to you, I’ll give you a nice, little backrub.”

 

            Trisha slowly and deliberately began to work the cream into her mother’s pale, soft skin and was soon massaging her shoulders with a practiced touch.

 

“Mmmm … now that’s more like it.” Sara said softly.

 

            The brunette took her time making her way down her mother’s back, slowly rotating her massage wide down her sides. She skillfully brought her fingertips within the proverbial hair of the base of Sara’s hidden breasts and she noticed her mother jump a little as she did.

 

            Sara immediately attempted to first deny, then justify the pleasure she was getting from her daughter’s massage. “Backrubs are supposed to feel good.” She told herself. But she knew deep down that she was feeling a little more than just muscle pleasure.

 

            Trisha took her hands away as she reached for the bottle of lotion on the far side of her mother’s lounge chair.

 

“Dammit!” the girl whined as she “accidentally” knocked the bottle off the chair.

 

            She then leaned over Sara and dropped her heavy, bare breasts into the small of her mom’s back. Sara’s eyes popped wide open as she felt her daughter’s tits on her skin, her hard nipples jutting firmly into her flesh. Trisha took much longer than needed to finally corral the errant bottle, giving her a good opportunity to mash her gorgeous tits into her mother’s skin. The girl could feel prey tense up immediately and continued her manipulation with haste.

 

            She squeezed some more cream onto her lower back and took her time working it in as she had before.

 

            Sara sat completely still, her wide-open eyes faced away from her daughters as she chastised herself silently for the sudden sexual reaction she was getting from her daughter’s rubdown. She was instantly filled with disgust. She wanted to put a stop to it but felt like a deer caught in an oncoming vehicle’s headlights, simply unable to move.

 

            Rachel lay still and watched it all intently, feeling her pussy begin to drool at the thought of what might come from this.

 

            Trisha then squeezed some more lotion out, this time onto the back of Sara’s legs. The brunette began to rub the cream in, in the same, deliberate manner but with only her right hand. Her left suddenly slipped beneath Rachel’s ass from behind as she started to rub her sister’s pussy over her bikini. The blonde girl forcibly muffled a whimper and spread her legs a little to give Trisha’s probing fingers easier access.

 

            By now, Trisha could easily read the effect her massage was having on her mother and so continued to test her limits. She worked the lotion in even slower than before, letting her fingers pass perilously close to Sara’s inviting pussy, working the inside of her thighs purposefully. She also increased the pressure on Rachel’s mound and soon had her sister noiselessly humping her hand.

 

            Sara remained frozen, unable to comprehend what she was feeling. To her, this was all in her head. It never even entered her mind that Trisha could be doing anything to intentionally sexually arouse her. She felt a deep shame but also an undeniable, taboo, sexual intensity like nothing she’d ever felt before. She longed to put an end to the massage but didn’t want to be obvious in any way. “You’re making my pussy way too wet …” was the only reason she could think to give for abruptly ending the rubdown. And that was obviously not an option.

 

            Trisha continued to rub Rachel’s pussy harder and harder as the blonde watched her massage her mother until mercifully she reached the older woman’s ankles.

 

“There. All done.” The brunette’s voice dripped with false innocence as she hooked her mother’s top again.

 

            She then leaned over Sara again to grab the bottle of lotion and purposely let one nipple just graze her mother’s back again before laying back down in her own chair. Sara lay motionless and silent for a few minutes, still unable to fathom what had just happened to her. After nearly ten minutes, she finally stirred, rose from her chair and asked the girls if they wanted anything to drink. Both girls smiled as they saw their mother’s nipples, rock hard, straining against the fabric of her top. They both declined and she headed back into the house to get herself something cold.

 

            Once inside Sara poured herself a big glass of ice water and downed a hearty gulp, her face still wearing a fresh look of bewilderment. After a moment she slowly reached her hand into her suit bottom and pulled it out a second later. She stared in awe at the evidence of her soaking pussy glistening on her fingertips. It had been a long time, fifteen years to be exact, since she had been with a woman but she knew in her heart that it was the fact that it was her daughter that had elicited that powerful, completely unexpected reaction in her.

 

            When she rejoined her daughters by the pool, both girls had flipped over so that they were lying on their backs. Sara found it impossible not to steal guilty glances at their topless, nubile, young bodies as she tried in vain to ignore her growing lust. It became quickly apparent to her that she would have to tend to the swamp between her legs if she was going to be able to focus on anything else the rest of the day.

 

            The next hour passed relatively uneventfully. Sara continued her subtle peeping, which was not lost on the girls who in turn did their best to act naïve while stealing their own lusty gazes at their mother’s tight body. When Sara had finally had enough, she excused herself to go take a shower. Trisha and Rachel exchanged confident smiles as they eyed her still sculpted ass until she disappeared into the house.

 

            Within a few minutes Sara stepped under the refreshing, cool flow of water pouring from her showerhead, images of her near-nude daughters pervading her every thought. While she was obviously somewhat conflicted about the source of her sudden libidinous cravings, she saw no real harm in indulging in them. She attributed her heightened sexual awareness directly to the pounding she received at the hands, or more appropriately, hips of her husband the night before.

 

            She couldn’t recall Dan ever fucking her with such passion and intensity; it was like they were kids again. Whatever the cause, he had awakened a sleeping sexual giant inside his forty-year-old wife and she was all too happy to give that giant life.

 

It was only a matter of moments before her hands were liberally roaming all over her naked body. The imagery swirled; Trisha’s breasts, Rachel’s hard little nipples, Dan’s huge cock punishing her, just how perilously close her daughter’s fingers had passed to her soaking pussy.

 

Her hands quickly settled down, one on her breasts and one between her long, silky legs as she began to whimper softly. Within minutes, Sara found herself in the throes of an intense, long orgasm. Shuddering and shaking she had to brace herself against the tile wall to keep from literally falling over.

 

Shortly after she finished her shower, Sara got a phone call from Dan. He informed her he had to go away for an emergency meeting with a client in Atlanta. He asked her to pack a suitcase for him because he would only have a half hour or so to spend at home before he had to leave to catch his flight.

 

Sara disappointedly packed her husband’s suitcase. She was hoping to have another night like the previous one, especially since her orgasm in the shower only seemed to whet her suddenly voracious sexual appetite. But now it looked like she’d be left to her own devices, which would have to do the trick.

 

When Sara made her way back downstairs she met up with her daughters as they finally came in from the pool.

 

“Who was on the phone? Rachel asked.

 

“It was your father. He has to go away on business almost immediately. Do you think one of you could go bring his suitcase down from our room?”

 

“Sure Mom!” Rachel answered sweetly and quickly shot up the stairs to get the bag.

 

“Well, Rachel and I are going over to Erin’s house for a little party so it looks like you’ll have the house all to yourself.”

 

            Sara smiled internally at that prospect, already knowing exactly how she was going to use that “private time”.

 

            The girls were still, and not accidentally, in their bikinis when Dan came home about an hour later and he had a near-instant hard-on as soon as he saw them. Trisha gave him a playful hug and as she did, whispered into his ear.

 

“Come downstairs before you leave. We have a little going away present for you.”

 

            Before he could respond she backed away, smiling, and led Rachel into the basement family room. It was all he could do to not follow them that second but just as they disappeared, Sara came down the stairs to meet him.

 

            His wife didn’t bother with the standard “welcome home from work, honey” kiss. Instead she kissed her husband slowly and deeply. He had to try hard to keep his hips away from hers in an effort to hide his half-swollen cock.

 

“Mmmmm …. What was that for?” Dan asked.

 

“ That was for last night. And this …” Sara kissed her husband passionately again. “is for when you get home.”

 

“Well then, I’d better hurry.”

 

            They both chuckled before one last loving peck. Sara stepped into the kitchen to prepare a quick dinner for her husband as Dan slipped downstairs under the guise of organizing some paperwork for his trip.

 

            He felt only a twinge of guilt concerning his infidelity. He still loved Sara very much and indeed still loved sex with her. He was easily able to justify, to himself, the blossoming sexual relationship with his daughters. If not so with everyone, he was very honest with himself and he had been secretly lusting for both his daughters almost as soon as they had begun to develop.

 

            He quickly descended the stairs and stopped dead, with an excited smile, as he turned the corner into the room.

 

            His girls were kneeling together on the floor. The cups of Rachel’s bikini top were pulled up and Trisha was behind her slowly massaging her sister’s bare tits powerfully. Dan drank in the searing image for a long moment until Rachel beckoned for him to approach them.

 

            As soon as he was within reach, Rachel grabbed hold of his waistband and pulled his crotch to her face. Trisha slipped her right hand into the blonde’s bottom as both girls started to stroke their father’s already stiff cock through his pants.

 

            On a whispered command from her younger sister, Rachel then unzipped his pants and with some effort extracted his steely cock from it’s cotton prison. Knowing time was short, both girls pounced and began to kiss and lick the length of it passionately. Rachel began to whimper softly as Trisha rubbed her red-hot pussy steadily and placed her free hand on the back of the older girl’s head.

 

            The brunette then suddenly forced her sister’s head down and hissed, “Suck his balls …” before taking his rod into her throat smoothly. Dan couldn’t keep a deep groan from escaping as Trisha began to deep-throat him expertly while Rachel sucked hard on his big, exposed nuts.

 

            After a few minutes, the younger girl slipped her mouth off her father’s cock and forcibly replaced it with Rachel’s. Dan stared down in awe as the heat of the moment continued to rise exponentially. Trisha continued to stroke her sister’s pussy furiously as she forced the girl’s pretty face up and down on their father’s achingly hard cock.

 

            Rachel’s muffled moans grew more erratic as she neared her inevitable orgasm. Just before she started to come, Trisha yanked her mouth off Dan’s throbbing meat and resumed blowing her father ferociously. The blonde girl squealed and shook all over as she came and watched closely Trisha swallowing most of his immense length relentlessly.

 

            It was only a matter of moments, still while Rachel was coming, until Dan was ready. Trisha sealed her lips just past his enlarged cockhead and stared up into her father’s lust-filled eyes as he started to blow. She immediately closed her throat off and allowed blast after burning blast of his seed to fill her mouth. Her eyes never left his as he unloaded everything he had into her.

 

            In one even motion, Trisha finally released his spent cock from her vice-like lips and immediately planted a hard kiss on her older sister. Rachel was still twitching from the remnants of her climax when Trisha surprised her with the kiss and subsequent mouthful of her father’s come. Dan stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched his incredible daughters kiss lovingly, sharing his huge load as what they failed to swallow unavoidably escaped in streams down their chins. When they finally separated Trisha swiped her index finger across her chin, looked up at her father innocently and slid the finger into her mouth, releasing it a few seconds later with a “pop”.

 

Dan dazedly put his cock away as the girls kissed once more then stood up.

 

“Are you sure you have to go away Dad?” Trisha asked teasingly as the three shared a light embrace.

 

            For a split-second Dan actually found himself trying to think of ways to get out of the trip, but he quickly gave up, knowing it was impossible. They each kissed deeply before heading upstairs, first the girls followed by their father a minute or so later.

 

            The family ate a quick, casual dinner and saw him off only a few minutes later without any more fanfare.

 

            At around 9:00 that night the sisters left the house for their party. Sara almost immediately poured herself a tall glass of wine and settled down on the couch with one of the few porno movies (and the only lesbian one) that Dan owned. Within minutes she set about the pleasurable task of her self-satisfaction, which she intended to make last the whole night.

 

            The girls stayed at their party long enough to get good and drunk but both had only one real goal for the night, to take each other home and fuck for hours. It was still relatively early, just before midnight, when they arrived back home from the short drive. They hurried up the front walk and quietly entered the house.

 

            They were surprised to see the soft glow of television light coming from the living room. Usually Sara was an “early to bed, early to rise” prototype, even on weekends. The sisters walked quietly over to investigate and both stopped, stunned at the scene they found.

 

            Playing on the TV repeatedly was the title screen of the lesbian porno. And lying on the couch, with an empty bottle of wine on the carpet where she had dropped it, was Sara; passed out and completely nude.

 

Sorry for the ridiculous delay on this chapter. I actually had most of it finished a couple months ago but ran into some problems that slowed me WAY down. Chapter 5 is already in progress.

 

Again I’d like to really thank everyone for your continued feedback, ya’ll have some great ideas and it’s always great to here what parts of the story people liked best/worst. Keep it coming!

 

Rufus

It surprised me to discover that he could be so crude and demanding. He was so educated and professional, but then he'd come home and take off his tie and jacket and yell up the stairs, "where's my little slut?" If I'd even had the least illusion that Mom would protect me, that lasted about a day. She was already trained to service him, and little by little I understood what subimssive meant. My stepfather had chosen her probably for two reasons: she was naturally obedient, and she had a daughter just coming out of puberty into womanhood, a female he could train to his liking.

I'll back up a little bit in the story. After that first night, when he caught me necking in the car, he kept me busy servicing his cock every night and every monring. I wore a dildo in my cunt every day to school and couldn't keep my mind off the sensation of being filled. I sometimes had to go to the girls bathroom and actually slide it in and out of my pussy, just to get some relief, though I knew when I got home, the dildo would be replaced by Daddy's cock.

Our relationship wasn't  private, just between us. Part of Daddy's game was humiliation, showing off his possessions. It started of course, as I wrote in part one, of making me sit naked at the dinner table and shove carrots and celery and things up my wet pussy, while he discussed my lack of abilities in the most embarrasing ways, as if I were a piece of equipment. "Derek," he'd say to my brother, "I haven't let you do her yet, I hate to share that tight little fuckhole quite yet, but by the time you have your turn, believe me, she'll be a lot better trained. Right now she just lies there like a blow-up doll. But those tits of hers are growing fast. What do you think of 'em?"

THen Derek, who'd turned 18 and was fucking every girl he could get his hands on, would reach over and squeeze and mash my breasts really hard. "Not bad, but I've had better."

"But they're pert and firm, aren't they?" Dad said. "Not like your mother's, sagging down to her belly."

Mom didn't say a word, just blushed, as Derek got up an stood behind her chair., and cupped her large breasts through her blouse. "Yeah, but they dangle and jiggle so nice when I fuck her ass, and make her drag them across the carpet." He ripped open her blouse and yanked her bra up over her breasts. THen he pinched her nipples hard untils he squirmed. "What's the matter, Mum?" he laughed. "Sucked on 'em when I was a lad, didn't I? Now I get to smack 'em around, too." He grabbed his crotch. "And I gotta say she's the best damn cocksucker in town. There's not one of those sluts at school who knows how to swallow the whole thing and do it right."

"Training is everything," my stepfather replied smiling. "That's why your sister is going to be a very valuable commodity someday, once she's properly disciplined and taught. And of course the most important element is teaching a slut to enjoy BEING a slut. That's the most satisfying part. Anyone cretin can grab some bitch and rape her, or just use a cunt for his pleasure. But the art is making them not just want it, but need it, need to serve, need to be abased, humiliated, until that's part of their pleasure."

I didn't quite understand the commodity part, but I knew from the look on his face that I had better learn to suck cock however he wanted it. And I was kind of embarrassed that he was so inside my head all the time, like he really knew I was starting to like the way he treated me, the way my pussy seemed to be wet all the time.

"So when do I get a crack at her, Dad?"

"Soon, but not yet. On the other hand I see no reason why she shouldn't be on her knees with your cock in her mouth anytime I'm not using it. the more consistent the training, the better. LIke right now, for instance, Linda's finished her dinner, and the dog has licked her pussy under the table, so she's probably getting nice and hot. So why not some dessert for our hot little slut? Something nice and creamy. "

The front of Derek's jeans were already bulging out and he grinned at me with a nasty leer. "Yeah," he said, "a little cum pudding for my little sister."

As had become his habit, Dad got his video camera off the shelf while Derek ordered me to my knees. "Kiss the my crotch," he ordered. "Nuzzle it like a good little bitch. Make those nice 'mmm' noises so I know how much you want it." I obeyed, because I had learned that disobedience meant some very painful swats across my naked bum with Dad's leather belt. Though, on the other hand, I was ashamed to admit that even that had become a turn on, because he made me finger my pussy while he punished me and I felt those spasms inside, and they were good.

So Dad filmed while Derek had me unzip his jeans and pull them down so he could step out of them. His cock wasn't as big as my stepfather's, but it was thick. "First the balls, lick my balls, suck on 'em, yeah, munch on dessert, you hot little cunt." I sucked the heavy ball sack into my mouth and licked and twirled my tongue. "Put your hand on my dick while you do that, slide it up and down," he ordered.  After a few minutes, he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back to look up at him. He rubbed the head of his cock all over my face and lips, then slapped me with it, back and forth, poking it at me. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Dad, camera in one hand, his other hand on my mother's naked breast. "She's going to be quite good, Jane. She's a natural, you know. The first time a boy felt her up, her pussy got wet. First time I fucked her, she came. . . . and she wanted even more. I'm rarely wrong about these things, you know."

So there I was,  kneeling in the dining room, the remnants of dinner still on the table, with my brother ramming his hard cock into my mouth while my stepfather urged him on. "Don't be gentle, Derek. She needs to learn to swallow every inch. This isn't some favor she's granting you and you don't have to beg to have your cock serviced properly. Just fuck her mouth any way you want. Linda, put your hands between your legs and spread your pussy lips while Derek fucks your mouth. Now play with yourself."

He moved around the table to get a better shot of me frigging my wet pussy while my brother slid himself in and out of my hot mouth.

"Lick his rod as it goes in and out, Linda. Wrap your lips around your brother's hard cock, suck on it . . . yes, and dont you dare get yourself off, bitch, until I say you can."

That part was hard because all I could think about was getting off. I wanted it so bad, and I was so wet. Everything about it, the camera filming, and Derek rutting his dick in my mouth like some sort of convenient hole, and Dad's voice, low and forceful and kind of hypnotic. "That's good, Linda. You're such a fucking little slut, a perfect little whore. I think you'd like Daddy's dick in your tight little twat, filling up that pretty little snatch, wouldn't you?"

I mumbled around Derek's thick hardness, "MMfff"

Dad laughed. "I think she said yes, don't you?"

"Yeah, Dad," replied Derek, as he groaned aloud and started pumping his hot jism down my throat.

"On her face, too," my stepfather reminded him. "All over her face and tits while I get a nice closeup. . . cum-covered bitch, always a money shot."

Of course, it was quite a while before I discovered that my escapades as a sex toy were hardly confined to the family. Before I'd turned 18, my sexual training and subjugation had been viewed by hundreds of men who belonged to private organization of which my stepfather was a member. . . a very quiet, elite group who traded film and photos of their wives and daughters being gradually converted into willing nymphomanics, hungry to be used and abused. And I learned eventually that it wasn't just film they shared, but the sex toys themselves. But at the time I thought these were just Daddy's home movies. And I got a forbidden thrill at being the center of attention.

WHen Derek was finished, he told me to lick his cock clean and put it back in his pants. Then he turned and looked at our mother. "Don't worry, I'll have another stiffie for you later. Come up to my room when Dad's done with you."

Derek walked out of the room whistling happily while Dad placed the camera on a tripod. Then he sat down on a chair and opened his pants. "Crawl over here, slut. And Jane, strip off, and stand over here. Good, now put my dick in your daughter's mouth, that's right. Slide it in." He reached up and roughly squeezed one of her tits. She moaned softly. "You see, little girl, your mum loves it when I'm rough on those big udders of hers. Don't you, Jane?"

"Yes, sir," she murmured.

"Do you know your mother can take a 12" cock up her snatch? I've made her do it, several in fact, one after the other, and she cums every time.  You like fucking big dicks, don't you, Jane?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I like fucking big dicks."

I was even more confused. Even I knew Dad's cock wasn't that big, so he must be talking about other men, but why would she be doing this with other men?

As if reading my thoughts, Dad pushed himself harder into my mouth. "I like pimping her out," he said. "Just another way to make her obedient. Sometimes I even scrounge up a few strangers and make them pay to gangbang her. Other times I loan her to my friends. But not to worry, little slut, I'm keeping you at home."

Of course, he didn't mean forever, just for a while but I was relieved at the time. If it was only being a slut for Daddy and Derek, it was okay. It was even getting to be kind of fun.  I wondered what the kids at school would think if they knew what I was doing at home, or if they found out about the dildo I wore, and the way it kept me aroused all day. I didn't have long to find out, because it turns out that Derek just couldn't help bragging about the piece of ass he was banging right at home., and he and his mates had a little surprise planned for the new slut in school.

Just as I was getting totally carried away with the sensation of Dad's thick hot manhood  in my mouth, he pulled it out, scooped me up and made me straddle his lap, and shoved his cock into my cunt in one smooth motion, buried all the way. I gasped with how far in it went..

 "Now bounce up and down for Daddy. Fuck Daddy's nice hard cock and jjiggle those sweet little titties."  I rode him, my eyes closed, my cunt filled up with him.

"Yes," I remember calling out. "Oh, God, yes, Daddy. Fuck me, fuck me hard. Please, don't stop. DO it harder....please yes, oh yes. " He reached under me and flicked my clit hard with his thumb and electricity shot through me until I thought I would faint.

"Film this, Jane" he ordred and Mum picked up the camera and got it all on tape, including the part where he pulled out, laid me on the table amonst the dishes and sprayed his cum all over body. "Yes," he smiled. "That looks so nice. Now you can lick it off, Jane, every bit of it.  Lick my cum and Derek's cum off your sweet little slut daughter." She looked a little reluctant, I admit, but she was apparently too accustomed to folloiwng orders to even question it. And once she'd licked everywhere but my pussy, Daddy shoved her face between my legs so she could lick and slurp. "Cum all you want to," he smiled, and shoved his fingers into Mum's pussy from behind. "You'll both enjoy it. My treat."

That night I went to bed naked as usual, my pussy still throbbing from being fucked and licked. Daddy had told me that I was always to be naked in my room so as to be available to him. ANd I was never to close the window shades, even with the lights on. I was pretty sure our neighbor, Mr. McNamara, could see into my room, but Dad didn't care. He even made me stand facing the window one night, holding my tits up in my hands. "Just think, he said, "Maybe old Brian is over there jerking off his cock looking at your tits and pussy."  It felt kind of weird, doing that, imagnining that old geezer staring at me, pumping his cock. But kind of exciting. Odd, isn't it? I found myself wanting to finger my own pussy. And again, Dad knew. "Spread your cunt open," he whispered from the chair where he sat watching me display myself. And I was too naive at the time to realize it was more than pretending. Dad had already arranged with mr. McNamara to have a complete show for his enjoyment. And he'd paid for it.

Still, at least I was safe at home, and that's where all the sex happened. At least until Derek got his little plan going. And that's how I ended up in the boys locker room. That would be part three of the story.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My mom and dad decided to take a long weekend vacation by themselves as they feel Nick is old enough to take care of me while they are away, Mom and Dad plan to leave Friday morning and come home Monday evening so me and Nick have the house to ourselves. Now we usually just hang out, playing pool, basketball and have a movie marathon with popcorn and treats. I always look forward to this as me and Nick get on so well and rarely fight.

“Dana!!” Mom called up the stairs

“Coming Mom!” I replied running down the staircase

“Right, as you know that your father and I is going away for a long weekend and I would like to lay down some rules before I go.

1.      I don’t want you two to have a party as I wish for the house to be kept as it is now.

2.      Nick, make sure Dana comes home before 11pm if she goes out somewhere.

3.      Dana, you are not to bring any boys home because I will know.

That’s all I got to say for now my darlings” said Mom after explaining the rules clearly

“Ok Mom, we’ll behave and stick to your rules, go on now, have a good weekend” said Nick, smiling.

“Well we’re off now, be good and we’ll give you a call soon as we get there” said Dad

Mom and Dad finally left, so I went back to my room to go on IM to chat to my mates when I needed the toilet. I walked into the bathroom unaware of Nick in the shower, I sat down on the toilet and did what I needed to do when I saw Nick jacking off in the shower, I never realised how muscular Nick is until now where he is standing under the cascading waterfall from the shower masturbating his fully erect 9 inch cock. I gawped at him admiring his cock when he saw me watching.

“Hi there pervy, what ya doing watching me in the shower” Nick asked grinning

“I err, didn’t know you were in there until I finished peeing” I replied blushing

“Yeah sure Dana, so do you like what you see?” Nick asked curiously

I nodded blushing before walking out back to my room.

Later on the day, in the evening.

I just finished my tea, and I ate it in silence of embarrassment of seeing my brother naked.

I walked back to my room, flopping onto the bed sighing reaching under the bed for my dildo that I bought as a dare from my mates. I looked at it and took off my clothes, lying down on top of my bed putting a bit of lube on the dildo so it can slide in my eager pussy easily. I slipped in the head of the dildo then put the rest in my pussy, I gasped happily because I haven’t masturbated for a while for some reason. As I carried on masturbating, Nick watched me in the doorway knowing that I didn’t see him there. He pulled out his cock and started to jerk off watching me, meanwhile I was thinking back to the shower incident fantasising about me giving Nick a sensual blow-job.

Nick left and went down to the living room to watch a movie and I went down to join him,

“Dana, what do you fancy watching?” Nick asked

“I don’t mind, you choose, it can be porn, chick flick, action etc... your choice” I replied

“Ok, I think I’ll choose porno then, hardcore or softcore?” said Nick grinning

“Hardcore!!!” I replied cheerily

Nick and I watched the porno when I watched him jack off to it, I felt so horny that I decided I’m gonna try and fuck my brother.

“Nick, can I help you masturbate?” I asked innocently

“Hell yeah, come on over babes” Nick replied smiling sexually

I walked over to Nick and sat next to him, he showed me how to jack him off then I started to get so good that he started to cum as his pre-cum already emerged and I finished him off by giving him head, he shot his load into my mouth and I swallowed his cum, it tasted different than I expected it to be.

“For your first time giving head, you’re pretty good!” Nick complimented

I smiled at him glancing over my shoulder watching porn, I see a couple having wild sex and I wanted to try sex. I stood up, Nick did as well we looked at each other as we took our clothing off, we’re seeing each other naked fully developed properly for the first time, Nick led me upstairs to his bedroom laying me onto his bed, he switched on the stereo which is playing slow songs, some of them is my favourites.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” Nick whispered

I nodded preparing myself to lose my virginity to my brother. Nick slowly slipped his cock into my pussy nudging at the cherry before his cock popped by it. I took a sharp gasp in pain before relaxing again, we took the sex slow that night and we’re loving every minute of the sex, I never knew that losing my virginity could be perfect as this as my mates always tell me that it’s an horrible experience, but it isn’t.

Part 2 may be on its way if I get good reviews