A girl dreams most of her life about her wedding day. Where she’ll marry, who she will invite, who will be her maid of honor. Since I had no immediate family it fell on me to make all the plans and preparations for my most special day. Dreams often are altered by the cold hard facts of financial reality. With no family to help pay for the wedding I had to scale back to what I could afford. The flowers I loved were out of season, so I settled for something less costly. My guest list had nearly three hundred people on it but I couldn’t afford a hall much less a caterer to prepare a meal. The priest volunteered the use of the church’s hall and the services of the woman’s auxiliary to prepare the meal. He further pointed out I wouldn’t have to supply alcohol to the guests as that was not allowed on church grounds. All I had to do was buy the food, which was reasonable as the women suggested spaghetti for the meal. The one thing I wouldn’t scrimp on was my dress. I had known the design in my mind’s eye for years now and often spoke of it to my cousin’s Candy and Sherri. I was stunned when I found the cost to be fifteen hundred dollars, discounted. It was a crushing blow to realize I could not possibly justify such an extravagant waste of money and began scouring the dress shops to find one within my price range. I believe I wore my cousin’s nerves to the breaking point dragging them from one shop to another only to return to the shop that held the dress I had envisioned. Candy finally convinced me to try it on during one visit and of course it fit as if it had been made for me. That evening I spent in tears at Candy’s place. She became concerned when she could not console me and called her older brother Dave. Dave had just graduated from college and started a new job but dropped everything to make the two- hour drive to Candy’s. I was a wreck when he arrived but when he took me in his strong arms and I could look in his eyes he assured me everything would be all right. We talked for hours about everything, the wedding plans, the groom to be and my financial woes. He had been the family’s rock to lean on since his father died and mine since I was twelve. My cares seemed to fade away in his arms and I feel asleep in them on the couch in Candy’s living room. The next morning I awoke to find he had left sometime during the night and a note that simply read, “You’ll find a way, you always do.” I returned to the dress shop and picked out a dress I could afford. The wedding was now less than a week away and with the alterations I wouldn’t be able to pick it up till the morning of the wedding.

 The day of my wedding finally arrived and I got an early start at the church with my cousin’s and the woman’s auxiliary help to prepare the meal and decorate the hall and church. Sherry busied herself in the kitchen directing the meal’s preparation and Candy helped me with the table settings and decorations. The time came to get the dress and Candy told me Dave had volunteered to pick it up giving us more time to work on my hair and make up. The priest had volunteered the use of his office and adjoining vestment room for the girl’s of the wedding party to change in. Dave arrived with less than two-hours before the ceremony was to begin, laden with boxes and dressed in a tux. I was puzzled by his load of boxes but had to take a moment to admire his attire. I had never seen him so dressed up and his tall muscular frame seemed to strain against the formal restraints. “What’s all this?” I asked pointing to the boxes. He got that devilish grin I had come to know so well in the past when he was up to something. Over his shoulder I could see Candy and Sherri were now standing in the back of the room grinning madly. He, in uncharacteristic fashion, shuffled his feet while staring at the floor to avoid my gaze answered, “I picked up a few things we thought you needed.” In the first box was a pair of white stiletto high heels and underneath it a box of the finest pair of white nylons with garter belt and white silk panties. The third box held a white boostiere. The fourth box contained a white waist high full slip. Which puzzled me, as the dress I picked was a slim line.  The final box I knew contained my wedding gown and I turned to thank him for the gifts but told him he had to leave so I could dress. I saw his face all but radiated with some devilish plan when he said, “I went to all this trouble to pick that up, and you think I could get a peek at it.” I was annoyed with him but he was right and I sighed and turned around to open the final box. From the moment the lid was removed I could see he had picked up the wrong dress. The hand-inlaid pearls on the bodice were clearly visible through the veil that lay over it. I removed the veil and set it aside to lift the gown of my dreams from the box and the tears started. I held the gown close to my breast and turned to Dave. He was now right in front me and kissed my forehead saying, ‘I hope you like my wedding gift.” I threw my arms around this darling man and kissed him, as we had so long ago.

 I felt hands on each arm gently pulling me off Dave, it was Candy and Sherri reminding me I had to get dressed. Sherri shoved Dave out while Candy pried the dress from my grasp. She looked in my dazed eyes and shook me saying, “Come on! You have got to get dressed. Get those clothes off.” I nodded my head and took my clothes off. Candy helped me dress. The white silk panties made me feel sexy, as that unique feel of silk against my crotch was a stark contrast to the cotton panties I had always worn. Candy helped me with the garter belt (as I had never worn one before) and with the nylons. I had worn pantyhose before but these nylons made my legs tingle at there touch. Candy’s hands seemed to linger when she fastened the nylons to the garter belt. The boostiere stole my breath away as Candy fastened the back. I noticed it barely cupped the bottom of my breasts leaving the upper half exposed and a deep breath or bend at the waist would allow them to tumble out. I stepped into the waist high full slip and Candy pulled it to my waist, it would fill out my wedding gown. Now it was time to put on the gown and I closed my eyes as Candy retrieved it. I didn’t open them as she dressed me. She placed it over my head and pulled it to my waist. She told me to clasp my hands so my nails would not snag the dainty lace arms as she pulled the sleeves up to my shoulders and zipped up the back of the dress. Her hands guided me across the room and I felt the dress’s train drag behind me. She told me to open my eyes and a vision I had only dreamed of came into view in the full-length mirror before me and the tears started again.

 My joy was short lived as Sherri came in the room to tell me my dad had arrived, in a rumbled suit and tie, unshaven and drunk (as always). My tears of joy turned to agony as I saw the entire day just dissolve into a murky shadow. Candy and Sherri tried to comfort me to no avail. The wedding would start in less than thirty minutes and I had no one to give me away.  Candy and Sherri huddled for a moment exchanging whispered thoughts. Sherri left and came back with Dave. Dave motioned for them to leave the room and they did to guard the door. Dave’s strong arms lifted me to his chest and he removed my veil to brush the tears from my face. I looked into his questioning eyes as he asked, “Cousin, I know I’m not your dad but would you do me the great honor letting me walk you down the aisle?” All thoughts of sorrow were cast aside as this special man again rode to my rescue. I hugged him with all my might and kissed him as lovers do saying, “How can I ever repay you?” With that his head drew back so that his eyes could meet mine and that devilish grin of his had returned, “Really you can’t think of anything?” I had to be wrong he wasn’t suggesting what I thought he was? I blushed furiously at the thought and nodded my approval.

 I felt his fingers grasp the zipper on the back of the gown and thought I might be mistaken about his intent until I heard its angry rasp as he drew it down to my waist. “Dave we don’t have time right now!” I pleaded. I felt him draw the gown down my arms to my waist. My strapless boostiere folded down easily to expose my hardened nipples as he bent to lick and nibble each in its turn. I gasped at the ease with which he aroused me. I thought of all my friends, family, and the prospective groom on the other side of the door. The fact we were in a church, in the room that held the priest’s vestments and the sacrament and didn’t care. What the mind chooses to forget the body remembers. I gave in to my body’s desire and groaned my approval as he lifted me on to the priest’s desk. I leaned back on my elbows and raised my out stretched legs to welcome him. I felt his hands run up my legs to my hips as he felt about for the waistband of my panties. He fumbled for a moment as he realized the garter belt blocked their removal. I heard him mumble, “This could be a problem.” Fearing he might stop I begged, “Please Dave! I want you!”  He paused only for a moment and than I felt both hands on one hip as he grasped than tore my panties from waist to leg on one side than the other and pulled them from my body. I was so aroused my pussy was dripping as I heard the rasp of his zipper and ordered, “Shove your cock in me.” To wit he eagerly complied driving his girth into me. I shrieked my approval as he began pistoning his man meat in and out of my eager pussy driving me toward an orgasm. The world around me dissolved and I focused on achieving my orgasm, tilting my pussy to rub my clit against his cock with every inward thrust. I could feel every muscle in my body drawing taut with sexually aroused passion. To my surprise I felt lips lock around my yearning nipple and suck a gasp from me. Tender lips locked against mine and our tongues did battle in each others mouths and my arms shoot around the neck as my pussy muscles spasmed in a mighty orgasm causing his cock to swell and explode deep inside my body. Wave after wave of orgasmic joy washed through me as he emptied his load into me. Our lips slowly parted and I smiled saying, “That was wonderful,” as I opened my eyes to Candy’s smiling face. I looked down to see my dress blocked my view of Dave until he stepped back withdrawing his now satisfied cock. The bunched dress slid down my legs and I saw Dave bend to retrieve my torn panties. He lifted the dress to wipe the spunk, which gushed from between my legs with the now useless garment. As he stuffed my cum-stained panties in his pocket he said, “Now you don’t have to worry, I gave you something old (pointing to himself), something new (as he scooped his spunk from my gushing pussy), something borrowed and something blue (as he pointed to his still rock hard blue veined cock). Candy slid my shoes on and he lifted me to my unsteady feet. Dave pulled the gown to my shoulders and Candy zipped me up. I giggled as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled my lips up to his and kissed him deeply. I could feel Candy place the veil on my head and it fell to cover my sex-flushed face as I released my grip and sank to my feet on the floor. Dave placed my hand over his arm and Candy opened the door as I heard the rising chorus of the wedding march. Sherri handed me my bouquet as we stepped from the office to the hallway and the aisle at its end. I marveled at the events of the day as I walked down the aisle and could not help giggling as I felt my cum filled pussy drip its contents down my thighs to the floor. I thought of my long train mopping up the evidence of my indiscretion and rejoiced at the secret bond my cousins and I shared.      

“God, it got everywhere!” He heard April’s high-pitched voice echoing off the tiles in the shower. “You got some in my hair!” Greg smiled. That was the hardest and furthest he’d ever shot a load. He was a little proud of himself.

“Sorry about that,” he said without really meaning it. She didn’t sound weirded out or anything. In fact, Greg believed he was having a harder time accepting what had just happened than his thirteen year-old sis.

He guessed it was more of a game to her than anything. As Greg dabbed the last bit of sticky cum off his limp prick he stared at the shower curtain. He felt like he should say something to April, but he had no idea what. He then saw his sister’s head peer out from around the shower curtain. Her blonde hair was wet and stringy, clinging to her face and long, thin neck. Her eyes dropped to Greg’s still half-hard member. She smiled and held out a damp, soapy washcloth.

“Want me to wash that off for you?” Not sure if she was teasing or serious, Greg grinned and walked toward April. He stopped in front of the curtain as April reached down with the cloth and, wrapping the wet fabric around his hanging dick, squeezed and wiped at it. The contact made Greg’s sensitive organ spasm and drops of cum oozed from it. April noticed Greg’s shudder. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Greg answered distantly. “Feels good.”

“Looks like it hurt or something,” April observed.

“Well…a little. But a good kind of hurt.” He smiled reassuringly at her. 

Suddenly April shivered. “Oh shit! The water’s cold!” Releasing her hold on her brother’s limp prick she disappeared behind the curtain. Greg heard the water shut off.

“Well, it has been running for like twenty minutes.” Greg tried to peer behind the curtain without looking too obvious but before he could see anything April’s cherubic face reappeared.

“Hand me the towel?” She asked. Greg grabbed the towel sitting on the sink behind him and handed it to her. “Thanks.” Again she returned to the cover of the shower curtain.

Greg bit his lip, wondering if he should act on the impulse he felt. “What’s the matter, sis? Shy or something?”

“What?”

“I’m standing here naked and I let you touch my dick. You can’t even let me see you?” He reached up and grabbed the edge of the curtain, ready to pull it back. Before he could, however, April pulled it open. She was wrapped in the towel. It clung to her lithe, wet body, leaving little to the imagination. April was looking at him curiously.

“You want to see me naked?” She didn’t seem to believe him.

“Yeah,” Greg could feel the lump rising in his throat again. “You wanted to see me. I think it’s fair I see you.” April seemed to think this over for a second. She shrugged then undid her towel, allowing it to slip off her body where she held it in clenched hands. Greg looked at his thirteen-year-old sister as she stood before him naked. Her tiny body was pale, the skin smooth and unblemished. Her breasts were small, firm buds with rather puffy, large areola. Her nipples were erect and surprisingly long, Greg reckoned a quarter of an inch. April’s stomach was flat, her waist slim. Her hips were beginning to widen and a fine thatch of peach fuzz-like hair covered her pubic mound.

As Greg stared at his sister, he felt himself becoming aroused again. He was dimly aware of his cock engorging with each deafening thump of his heartbeat in his ears. “It’s getting big again?” April asked, snapping Greg out of his admiring stare. He looked down at himself and saw his dick twitching, nearly fully erect again.  

“Of course it is, dummy,” Greg explained. “You look good.” April blushed and lowered her eyes.

“Thanks. I think you look good, too.” At the compliment Greg’s cock gave a large twitch causing April to laugh. “I think it wants me to touch it some more,” April smiled teasingly.

“I think you’re right,” Greg answered. “But I’d also like to touch you.” April’s cheeks turned red but she nodded anxiously. “Let’s go to my room.” He offered a hand to help his sister out of the tub. As she climbed out, her stomach brushed against the tip of Greg’s cock causing him to gasp in unexpected pleasure at the contact and April to giggle.

“That tickled,” she said quietly as he led her toward the bathroom door. He opened it carefully and stuck his head out, listening intently.

“I don’t hear anything. Mom and dad shouldn’t be home for awhile, but better safe than sorry, huh?” Greg looked back at April and she nodded. They left the bathroom and made their way down the hallway toward Greg’s bedroom still holding hands, Greg’s penis wagging back and forth as he walked. His door was open. Greg reached inside to turn on the light, illuminating his ill-kept room. The siblings walked in and Greg shut the door behind them. He looked down at his little sister who was looking back up at him uncertainly. Greg’s heart was pounding. He wasn’t sure how far April wanted to go or how far he’d take it. All he knew was that he was overcome for lust for his sister. His eyes glared lasciviously at her tender, young body. She cast her large eyes down toward the ground, gently extended her hand and rubbed her fingers along his turgid shaft. Greg closed his eyes involuntarily.

“It’s so big.” April looked up at him, her eyes wide with apprehension. “Are you going to put it in me?”

Greg opened his eyes and stared into her face. “I don’t know. Do you want me to?”

Still rubbing his cock, April looked down at it. She put her hand underneath it and raised it up, as if hefting it in order to ascertain its weight. “Wouldn’t it hurt?”   

Greg smiled. “Yeah, you’re probably right.” He reached up and gently caressed her face. “Let’s just take it slow, okay? There’s plenty of stuff for us to do.” She smiled as Greg stroked her cheek. He then ran his hand down her slender neck until he reached her left breast. He felt her stiff, rubbery nipple and slowly rubbed it with a finger. Her eyes fluttered and she sighed. He felt her grip on his cock tighten and she began to move her hand back and forth again. In response Greg pinched her nipple gingerly and pulled.

“Mmm…that feels nice.” April squeaked. Greg silently agreed. His sister’s plump nipple felt so good in his hand. He reached up with his other hand and began fondling her left breast. She cried out with pleasure again and he felt her clutch his prick even harder as she slowly jacked him off. With his left hand, Greg reached down April’s little body and, finding her plump, firm ass, began squeezing it while at the same time pulling her closer against him.

“God, you feel so good, April,” Greg murmured as he leaned down, pressing his mouth against his sisters. She made a surprised sound, obviously not expected to be kissed this way. However, her tiny mouthed opened, allowing her brother to slip his tongue in between her small teeth. Her mouth was warm and hot and kissing his little sister sent shock-like thrills through Greg’s body. April wrapped her right arm around Greg’s neck while her left hand continued to work on his pulsating cock.

Greg moved his right hand off his sister’s tit and gently placed it in between her legs. She moaned into is mouth as he felt her hot, surprisingly moist cooze against his hand. Her vaginal lips were small, almost nonexistent. Greg rubbed his fingers against them and in seconds he discovered her tiny, hard clit. As soon as he brushed his questing finger against it, April’s body shook and she moaned, terminating their lustful kiss. “Oh, Greg!” She yelped in surprise. Smiling to himself, Greg continued to massage her clit. April released her hold on her brother’s dick and gripped his well-defined arm for support. Her entire body began shaking, her legs quivered and knees looked as if they may buckle beneath her. The flush in her cheeks became even more pronounced and her eyes were lidded. The button beneath Greg’s finger grew harder then suddenly his fingers were flooded by a deluge of sticky, hot liquid. April squealed and clung more tightly against her brother. “Oh…oh…oh…oh,” was all she managed to say as her body trembled uncontrollably.

In moments her orgasm had subsided but she was still limp in Greg’s arms, resting her body against his for support. Greg slid his hand out from between his sister’s legs and walked her over to his unmade bed where he sat her down on the edge. April’s body was slumped forward, her head resting against Greg’s stomach as she struggled to catch her breath. Greg rubbed her back, quite satisfied at the ease with which he’d made April cum. His cock now throbbed harder than ever and he could feel it pressing against April’s heaving chest. He patted her head, her hair was still wet from the shower. “You okay?”   

April laughed uncertainly. “Oh, god. Yeah, I’m okay.” She raised her head and looked up at her brother. “That was so great.” Greg smiled down at her then noticed how close his cock was to her mouth. April followed his gaze and looked down to find Greg’s cock head beneath her chin. She smiled at it and reached up with both hands and grasped it. Instantly a large drop of pre cum fell from the tip and onto April’s lap. “Oh, gosh,” she exhaled. She reached down with one hand and wiped it up with her forefinger which she then raised to her lips and licked. “Mmm…so sweet.”

Greg entwined the fingers of one hand in April’s wet hair and pushed her gently forward toward his cock. “Lick it off the tip,” he said breathlessly. Unsure of herself, April parted her full lips and darted her tiny, pink tongue out. Greg threw his head back as he felt April’s tongue against his shiny knob. The first lick was quick, reluctant. The second lingered, soon April was swirling her tongue around his dick head as if it were a lollypop. She made a yummy sound as she did so. Greg grabbed her hand that still encircled his cock and pushed it up the thick shaft toward the tip. This forced another drop of pre cum out and onto April’s eager tongue. April then began tugging on Greg’s cock herself in an attempt to coax more of the fluid out. Greg pushed her head toward him again. “Take it into you mouth, baby.”

April opened her mouth and Greg carefully pushed his cock into it. He winced as he felt her teeth against the sensitive flesh but the pleasure he felt far outweighed any uncomfortability. April opened her mouth as wide as she could but could barely fit the fat head inside it. Greg began pushing himself back and forth, holding her head still. “Keep jerking it, sweetie,” he commanded her. She obeyed, using both hands to pull on her brother’s crank. “Oh..shit…oh, April!” Greg felt as if his balls were going to explode as he felt himself cumming. His cock pulsed in April’s tiny hands as a wad of jizz erupted into her drooling mouth. She looked up at her brother in surprise and pulled her head back. Just as she spat out a string of thick sperm another blast splashed against her open lips. Greg held her hands onto his spewing prick as he moaned loudly, pushing his member back and forth inside April’s grip. More cum shot out, catching April on the chin, neck and titties.

Greg continued pumping until spunk ceased to ooze from his dick and he could continue to stand no longer. He collapsed on the floor in front of his sister who was wiping off cum from her lips with the back of one hand. “Oh god. It’s just as much as last time.” Greg made an amused sound. He looked up at April. His sister had his cum dripping off her delicate chin and running down her thin neck. Her puffy nipples had droplets on them. She was smiling at him. Overwhelmed with love and affection for his little sister, he kissed her deeply on the mouth, tasting his spunk on her tongue and lips. April flung her arms around his neck and pulled him to her, returning his kiss just as fervently. “I love you, big brother.” She whispered into his ear.

“I love you too,” he replied softly.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jason started the fire, and awaited his friends to join him at the campsite for another meeting of the Erotic Stories Committee.  He heard the bushes rustle, and thought they all were making their way through when he heard someone whisper to him, “Jace!  Jace, over here!” the voice called out.

 

            Jason finally spotted where it was coming from, and headed towards that part of the campsite.  “Dave?  David, is that you?” Jason called out to him.

 

            “Yeah dude.” David answered.  Jason finally spotted him inside a bunch of bushes.

 

            “What’s wrong dude?”

 

            “I’ve got a problem man.” David said.

 

            “It finally fell off eh?” Jason jokingly asked.

 

            “Shut up.  I was supposed to go tonight, but I’m blocked.  I haven’t written a story all week.”  David explained.

 

            “Oh that sucks.”

 

            “I know.  What can I do?” David anxiously questioned.  Before Jason could reply, he heard the giggling of Erin and Alicia as they came through to the campsite together.  David and Jason came out to join them.

 

            “Hey guys!  Who’s up tonight?” Erin asked.

 

            “Ummm…” David stuttered.

 

            “Guys, I’ve got a story that I’ve been meaning to get off my chest for a while.  If it’s alright with Dave, can I take your place tonight?” Jason asked.

 

            “Hell yeah!” David cheered, “I mean…ummm, sure.”   Everyone took their seats around the campsite, and listened anxiously to Jason tell his story.

 

            “If you knew that your child was keeping a dangerous secret from you, and you found out about it.  What would you do?  What lengths would you go through to get them to change?  My story tonight is my real story.  The story of what happened to me before this group even came about.  Submitted for the approval…of the Erotic Stories Committee…I call this story…”

 

 

The Tale of Jason Lewis

 

 

Janet Lewis is a mother of three.  Two boys, and one daughter; she’s a single mother working, and right now she was heading off to work, but before she could leave she had to check in on her eldest son Jason to make sure he was alright before she left.  She’d never let her other kids know, but Jason was her favorite child.  As much as she hated to admit that to herself, she knew it to be true.  Janet called for her son, but didn’t get an answer, so she decided to go to his room, and see if he was there.

 

          As Janet loomed closer to her son’s door, she could hear a lot of heavy panting, and moaning from his room.  Her heart began to pound in fear that maybe her son was having sex with a girl in his room.  Her fear instantly turned to anger as she thought to herself ‘How dare he have sex in my house!’

 

          Even still, she progressed forward to his bedroom door, and knocked on it.  She heard several more grunts, and then finally, a response, “Yes?” her son questioned.

 

          “Jason, what are you doing in there?” she asked, binging on yelling.

 

          “N-nothing mom.  D-do you need me or something?” Jason replied.

 

          “No, I just wanted to let you know I was leaving for work.” She answered, as she went to turn the doorknob on her son’s door.  Jason didn’t realize that he hadn’t locked his door, and his mother walked in to see him naked behind his best friend Trent fucking him in the ass.  Janet paused in dead shock at the sight.  Jason and Trent quickly shot up, and fumbled around for their clothes as they both tried to apologize incessantly and simultaneously.  “Oh My God!” Janet lightly whispered, and covered her mouth to keep from puking.  She quickly rushed out of her son’s room, and headed out the door for work.

          Jason fell back onto the bed, and covered his face with his hands.  Knowing that he was in deep when his mom came back home.  Not only was he having sex in his mother’s house, but it was with a guy, and it was unprotected, and she caught them.  As the day went on, Jason continued to think of reasons as to why he would be in more trouble.  All he could do was fear what would happen later that day.  He wasn’t even sure if he knew how to explain what happened to his mother.

 

          “My baby, I can’t believe it.  My son is gay!” Janet finally screamed out as she got into the car on her way home from work.  She tried her best to block out the events she witnessed earlier today.  First, she turned on the radio to her favorite station, but it didn’t help as they were discussing Gay History, and all the contributions made my people of homosexual or lesbian preference.  Janet quickly changed the station, but the song that was playing was by Elton John, who is an out-of-the-closet homosexual.  She changed the station again, and there was a debate on the standings of Gay Marriage.  The debate was so intense that Janet couldn’t believe how much people hated the idea of homosexual couples.

 

          Her stomach doubled over, she couldn’t believe the anguish she was feeling because if her son was gay, it meant that a lot of people around the world would hate him, or take away many of his rights and liberties.  No matter what, she wouldn’t let that happen.  She had to help her son.  She had to change him.  No matter what, she had to make him change his ways, so that society would accept him, and not hate him for his sexual preference.  After going through many scenarios in her head, there was one that continued to pop into her mind, ‘Fuck him!  Fuck him yourself!’

 

          Janet nearly shouted at herself to let that thought out of her head, but it continued to rear it’s ugly head until she got to the house.  By this time, she wasn’t even sure if it was her mind talking or her body.  Jason was her favorite.  By now, his sister was at her friends’ house, and his younger brother was asleep.  She could easily get to him, but no. No…no…no.  It was wrong to even think this way, it was terribly wrong, but she had to save her son at all costs.  Janet hurried into the house, and put her things down.  When she entered the living room, she found her son sitting on the couch in front of the television.

 

          Janet copped a seat next to her son, and for a few moments, they sat in silence.  Finally, Jason broke the awkward moment, “Mom, I’m sor-”

          “Are you gay?” Janet interrupted.

 

          “I…”Jason’s voice cracked, “I-I think so.” He managed out.  Janet hung her head in sadness.

 

          “So…you have sex with guys?” she asked, “Has any of them ever…” she paused, “You know?”

 

          Jason felt his head hang in admitting this to his mother, “Yes Mom.  I’ve been screwed up the ass before.” He mustered out.  Janet turned her head away from her son.  Anger and guilt flooded her face.  Tears were trying to break through, but she fought them off.

 

          “Who?” she asked.

 

          “Mom?” Jason complained, but Janet sternly looked at him awaiting a reply.

 

          Jason could barely get the words out as he said them, “Uncle Marcus.” He admitted.  

 

          “What??!!” Janet flew into a rage behind her son’s words.  She couldn’t believe her own brother had fucked her son.  And ultimately made him this way.  “Jason, I’m sorry.  I really am.  I…I don’t know what to say.” Janet finished. She covered her face with her hands, and hunched over.

 

          “Please don’t be mad Mom.  I’ll do anything, just please don’t be mad at me.” Jason pleaded.

 

          Janet raised herself up, and removed her hands from her face, “I’m not mad Jason, but…I don’t know if I like this.  You should know how hard it is for someone who’s homosexual to get ahead in life.  Do you really want to be held back just because of your sexual preference?” Janet asked.

 

          “No…I guess not.”

 

          “Well, then…we’re just going to have to do something about it.” Janet stated, “Have you ever looked at a woman, or been with a woman Jason?”

 

          “Only once.” Jason replied.

          “What happened?” Janet asked.

 

          “I’d rather not say.” Jason replied.

 

          “Ok, well.  What if we tried to get you to try it again?” Janet suggested.

 

          “With who?”

 

          Janet stalled on his question for minutes on end.  Her morality told her that what she wanted to say was against everything she knew, but curiosity was getting the better of her in that moment, and before she could hold it back, she said it, “With me.”

 

          Jason’s eyes widened at his mother’s suggestion, and as he looked at her; he could see she was serious.  “But…Mom?”

 

          “You did it with your Uncle, why not me?” Janet stated.  Jason looked over the figure of his mother. She was a statuesque woman with a full wide bosom, a tight abdomen, and a luscious plump butt that he was looking at intently in this moment.  His mother was only 32 years old, and still had a rather sleek figure.  Jason felt his dick rise in his pants at the thought of it.  It was obvious that the thought of fucking his own mother had intrigued him severely.  Janet started to remove her clothes in front of her son.  First her black halter-top, revealing the shapely curves of her 42C size breasts.  Jason felt his dick leap in his pants.

 

          Then, Janet slipped out of her black knee length skirt to show off the sultry shape of her defined hips and legs.  She stood in front of him in nothing, but her white lace bra and panties, which looked incredibly alluring to her son.  Jason’s heart was pounding loudly in his ear.  He began to tremble all over involuntarily.  Janet strutted closer to her son seductively.  Making sure she accentuated ever curvature of her body as she did so.  Jason sat on the couch in shorts.  Janet tugged at the shorts until they were around Jason’s ankles.  He was in too much shock to stop now, and he had to agree that he was enjoying this experience.

 

          Janet fell to her knees before her son and clenched his throbbing penis in her hand.  She licked from the shaft up to the head, and then completely engulfed his young cock.  Jason’s body shook in massive delight.  It was a miracle that he didn’t blow his load right there.  Janet sucked dick like a pro.  Her tongue skills put many of the guys Jason fooled around with to shame.  But this…this was his very own mother.  His mother was sucking his cock as if she didn’t know him.  As if it were life or death.  Jason placed his hand on the back of his mother’s head and fed her his cock.  His eyes rolled to the back of his head from the suction she was giving him.  Jason reached down, and pulled one of his mom’s tits out of her bra, and cupped it.  Janet’s nipples were the softest things he’d ever felt in his life.  Her areolas were dark and gorgeous.  Looking at them nearly sent Jason over the edge.  The realization that he was fondling his mother was almost too much to bear. 

 

          Janet finally pulled her mouth off of her son’s cock, and stood up.  Jason looked up at her intently.  Knowing somewhere that this was wrong, but still hoping it would go further.  Janet removed her bra completely, and then slipped out of her panties.  She bent down, and grabbed her son’s hard dick, then looked him square in the eye.  “Would you like to fuck me?” she asked.

 

          Jason could barely breathe, much less talk.  He muttered out, “Ye-yes, so very much.”

 

          Janet squeezed his cock a little more, “Do you really want to fuck me? Do you really want to fuck your own mother?” she asked him.  Jason could only grunt a reply.  “Would you cum in me, would you impregnate your own mother?” Janet asked seductively.  Her vice grip on her son’s dick at him biting his bottom lip trying to keep from exploding his load all over the living room.  Janet released her son’s dick, and moved towards the couch.  She laid down, and spread her legs wide for her son.  “Go ahead, fuck it!’ Janet stated. 

 

          Jason pulled out of his shorts, and hurried on top of his mother.  His dick raged in agony to get inside of her.  Without much hesitation, Jason slipped his 9-inch dick inside of his mother, and didn’t waste any time fucking her.  Janet squealed at her son’s penetration.  Jason grunted fiercely as his dick stabbed and thrust his mother’s supple wet pussy.  Jason mouth found his mother’s breasts; he sucked them like he was a baby again.  His dick felt like home inside his mother’s twat.  Janet squeezed her son’s ass to force him inside of her further.  “Oh yeah!  Fuck yeah!” Janet screamed, “Fuck your mother baby!  Fuck the pussy you came out of!”

 

          Janet’s encouragement only added fuel to the already blazing fire inside of Jason.  He proceeded to ravish his mother like a common street-whore.  Feeding her his cock rapidly, and then teasing her with it.  “Oh shit!  Damn, this pussy tight!” Jason screamed.  He grabbed his mother’s legs, and put them over his shoulders.  He continued to fuck his mother sideways.  Her screams filling the room mixed with Jason’s satisfied moans.  He fucked his mother so hard it was almost to the point of raping her.  Jason’s grabbed her by her hair, and plundered her with his cock.  Her pussy squeezed his cock like no man’s ass ever had before.

 

          Janet’s nails were digging into her son’s back fiercely, and he still wasn’t letting up.  Janet offered even more encouragement as Jason began to slow down.  They locked eyes momentarily, and Janet said to her son, “I want you to cum in me.  Don’t stop until you’ve got every last drop out.  I want you to get me pregnant.” She said.

 

          Jason nodded as he picked up the pace and fucked his mother to her hearts content.  He could feel her pussy tightening around his cock as she received her orgasm.  The feel of it sent Jason over the edge.  His balls tightened and he began to fill his mother with every bit of semen he had in his body.  They both screamed loudly at the same time.  Jason wasn’t sure if he could even get his mother pregnant, but he sure didn’t mind trying.  It must’ve been 9 or 10 full-bodied spurts of cum that went into Janet from her son.  He finally relaxed on her chest, and slowly slipped his dick out of her sopping cunt. 

 

          For both of them, there was never anything that had ever felt that good.  They both couldn’t contain it, and the emotion brought both of them to tears.

“Oh my god, what have I done?” Janet said aloud through her tears.

 

          “It’s okay Mom.  I really enjoyed it.” Jason said trying to comfort his mother.

 

          “I know baby.” Janet replied trying to compose herself, “But we can’t ever do this again, you know that, right?” she asked.

 

          Deep down Jason probably knew it was true, but didn’t want to admit it, and his face showed that.  “But what if I….” Janet knew what he was going to say, so she cut him off right there.

 

          “You didn’t get me pregnant.” She said, “I’ve been on the pill for a long time.  You don’t have to worry.”  Jason’s head hung in sadness.  Maybe it was wrong, but secretly he wanted to inseminate his mother.  He wanted her to have his child, as sick as that may sound.  “I hope I helped you though.”  Janet said.

 

          “Yeah Mom, I think you did.  But I feel bad because I wasn’t entirely truthful with you.” Jason stated.

 

          “What do you mean?”

 

          “I’m not really gay Mom.  I’m Bi.” Jason stated.

 

          “So you’ve had sex with girls more than once?” Janet asked.

 

          “Yes, but now I don’t think I’ll be able to.  Every girl I sleep with will remind me of you.” Jason said.

 

          “If it keeps you from being outcast and ridiculed, then that’s fine by me.  But you can never tell anyone what happened, ok?” Janet asked.

 

          “Sure mom.  I love you.”

 

          “I love you too son.”

 

 

The End

 

 

         

 

The entire campsite sat in amazed silence.  All of their faces completely pale with unbelievable excitement.  Finally, Erin broke the silence, “Wow.”

 

            “Yeah, that pretty much sums it up for me too.” David joined in.

 

            “That was a really powerful story Jace.” Alicia admitted.

 

            “Yeah definitely.” Erin chimed.

 

            “Thanks guys!  I finally feel comfortable enough to share it with you.” Jason stated.

 

            “Just one question, because I’ve seen your Mom; have you two had sex again since then?” David asked.

 

            “No.” Jason plainly answered.  He stood up, and grabbed the bucket of water, and poured it over the flame.  “ I declare this meeting of the Erotic Stories Committee closed.  Til next time guys.”

 

 

 

I finally got some sense in me and said rather harshly “Garnett what are you doing?” She looked surprise and pulled her hand out from in between her legs and tried to cover her breasts. She had a scared look on her face and started to cry.

 

“Uncle Greg I thought you might want more than what we did in the shower and it felt so nice having your cock in between my legs”, “I, I, I just thought maybe you could teach me more”

 

More? What was she trying to tell me?

 

I asked. “More? What do you mean more?”

 

She softly said. “Uncle Greg I want you to teach all there is about Love”.

 

“But Honey”. I said. “This isn’t the right way”.

 

She started crying and it broke my heart seeing her cry. Unknowingly I got up and went over to her on the bed (minus my shorts that were still on the edge of the bed) and sat beside her. She looked up at me and said, “I’m sorry”, and started to cry harder. Call me stupid. I leaned over and took her in my arms and held her. Her hands were still covering her tits as I held her close.

 

I held her and said,”Its OK Garnett, it’s OK”. With that she pulled her hands off her breasts and put them around my neck and hugged me tightly. Her hard nipples pierced into my chest. Pulling her head back she looked at me.

 

As I was holding her trying to reassure her that what she was wanting was wrong. She had pulled back her head and said, “I Love You Uncle Greg”. Looking down into those young eyes filled with tears I broke.

 

I pulled her closer to me and at the same time I could feel her arms wrap tighter around me. We were looking at each other and suddenly our lips meant. We ground our lips together and we both (if on cue) opened our lips and our tongues connected. At that moment our bodies tensed up. Our eyes were closed tight.

 

Garnett hugged me tighter and pulled me back on top of her as she lay back on the bed.

 

Our lips were still connected in a hot wet sucking action. Some how she had maneuvered my body. So that I was completely covering her body with mine. She had brought her legs together trapping my still hard cock in between the young soft skin of her thighs. Her hips were moving in an up and down motion as if she were fucking my cock between her legs. I started to move my cock back and forth in-between her closed legs. The feeling of my pending release shot through my body. My brain was having a hard time deciding if this would be the best way to finish it. But to my surprise my body stopped its motion and I pulled away. Garnett looked at me with those dark lusty eyes.

 

“Uncle Greg why did you stop?” “Don’t you love me?”

 

“Of course I do”, I said.

 

“But Garnett, if you want me to teach you all about love we have to take it slow”.

 

So I pulled up and away from her tight young body, and slowly slid down so that I had my face just over her young and untarnished virgin slit.

 

I grabbed at her ankles and started to pull them apart. To my surprise she opened her legs willing. “This little vixen really does want to learn.”

 

So I lowered my face towards her moisture covered slit. She surprised me again. Bringing both her hands down to her pussy, she pulls apart her hairless lips. I brought my tongue slowly and deliberately just to the edge of her opening. I could smell the fragrance of her sweet pussy. She push her hips upwards causing my tongue too slightly enter her soon to be fucked opening. She gasped at the touch of my tongue to her inner lips. She grabbed at my head trying to pull my mouth down hard against her mound. She had gotten a hold of my hair and held my face firmly against her. Grinding her hips onto my mouth and teasing tongue she started to whimper and squeal. “Uncle Greg lick me, please!!!”

 

I brought my arms up and under her legs. Bending my arms at the elbows, I used the leverage to press my mouth hard against her pussy. I stuck my tongue out and speared it directly into her cunt hole. The sweet taste and aroma had awoken the animal in me. I was going to fuck this young girl in every way there was possible. I started sucking her cunt lips into my mouth and then releasing them, I attacked her clit with my tongue and then I nibbled at her engorged clit with my teeth. That would bring a low moan from her. I was like an animal in a feeding frenzy. I stabbed her hole with my tongue and licked up every ounce of nectar she had to give. I brought my tongue to her clit and roughly licked until it was almost raw. I attacked her virgin hole like a mad man eating his last meal. I continued to attack her pussy and even somehow managed to bring a hand up so that it was squeezing one of her ass cheeks. I could feel with my fingers that she had produced a lot of moisture. I squeezed and mauled her soft ass cheeks. Moving my hand inwards between her butt cheeks I started moving my fingers around. And what I thought was her cunt hole was really her ass hole. I could feel the slippery ridge that was the opening to her brown hole, with no thought that it would hurt her. I jammed my middle finger roughly inside. She took a deep hard breath and screamed. “NO UNCLE GREG NOT THERE!!!!” “IT HURTS!!” Paying no attention to her pleads I assaulted her back door like a mad man.

 

I continued licking and swallowing her juice. While my assault on her ass continued, her complaining subsided. She was getting close to cumming. Her moans and slightly audible voice produced what I wanted to hear. “Uncle Greg “, “I’M CUMMMING”. Garnett’s whole body started to shake. I was having a hard time keeping my mouth connected with her spasming cunt. She let loose with a high-pitched scream that could have awakened the dead. “AHHHHH!!!! OOOOHHH!!! I’M CUMMING, EAT MEEEEEEE!!!!”

 

God Damn! She nearly drowned me with her flood of cunt juice. I licked and suck every ounce she offered me.

 

Slowly she started to come down and her body started just to tremble. Her hands were still holding my mouth down on her cunt. My middle finger was still embedded in her tight ass.

 

She pulled on my head and looked down at me smiling and still her body trembled. With my finger still in her ass, she pulled me up over her body. My arms still under her, I forced her legs up to her chest. Her feet were now above her head and nearly touched the headboard. She was all folded up in a tight ball. Bringing my face close to hers. We kissed franticly, our mouths open, and our tongues battling one another. Our saliva mixing into a frothy mixture as if we were rabid animals.

 

My cock was positioned right at the entrance to her wet hot tunnel. I had to have relief now!!!!! We kissed and she said, “I never knew that could happen”. I smiled and looked into her eyes and at the same time plunged my cock hard and fast into her cunt.

 

Her eyes went wide and she screamed out. AHHHHHHH!!!! UNCLE GREG NOOOOOOOO!” I was oblivious to her screaming and telling me to stop.

 

When I entered her I had felt just a slight resistance (must have been her hymen). After I so forcefully entered her I held still. My cock was relishing in the tightness that had enveloped it.

 

I started moving slowly (not wanting to shoot my load yet) back and forth. She was still moaning and trying in vain to push me away. Her cunt sucked at my cock causing me several times to stop my motion. I started to wiggle my finger that was still buried in her ass hole producing a sensation that I had only dreamed of.

 

Her resistance slowly subsided, and her body started to respond to my cock. She started to move as much as she could. I had her body all rolled up tight.

 

At the angle I was fucking her she could barely move. She just grunted and groaned like a female bitch in heat.

 

I opened my eyes and looked down at the young girl I was violating. Her eyes were open and her mouth was opening and closing with each thrust of my cock. She looked up at me and smile and said “Now (AAHH) That (OOH)(AHH) You Are (AHH) Fucking Meeee!!!!!! (AHHH) “FUCK MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Her cunt opened up to my pounding cock. She grunted each time I buried my length deep in her silky moist tunnel.

 

I started to pound away at her now un-virgin hole. She started to moan and yell that she was cumming. I could feel her cunt muscles squeezing my cock. I know that I was hitting and possibly entering her womb. I could feel a sudden gripping feeling as I went full force inwards. The opening to her womb was grasping at my cock head every time I push forwards. And every time I was buried deep in her she would let out alittle grasp

 

She yelled “I’M CUMMING, GREG!!!!!!”” FUCK ME, FUCKMEEEEEEEEE!!” I continued to force my cock in and out of her tight sucking cunt.

 

I could feel my balls starting to tighten up. I wanted to load this sweet young girl up to the brim with cum. Her arms suddenly flew up around my neck and pulled me downwards. Our lips meant and our tongues enter twined.

I couldn’t keep my finger that was in her ass any longer.

I pulled it out and she grunted from the feeling of it’s’ removal.

My arms now were now situated on either side to help me hold myself up.

I looked down where our bodies were meeting in this incestual bout.

“God” was I turned on by the sight of my middle-aged cock going in and out of this young body.

Garnett forced her head up off the bed to look down where our bodies meant and groaned.

“FUCK ME; FUCK ME, CUM IN YOUR NASTY LITTLE SLUTS PUSSY!”

With such language coming from her sweet mouth, I lost control.

 

Both our bodies became frantic for release. We held each other close and tight. I could feel my seed start to boil from down below. I made one hard surge forward and I could feel my cock head enter into her womb. I had buried the length of my cock into her now. The mouth of her womb clamped tight around my cock head, holding it in place as I started to cum in her inner most parts.

 

She felt my cock swelling and pulsating and screamed that she was cumming again. The language she was using was turning me on even more as I shot stream after stream of cum into her belly.

 

“AH FUCK ME GREG, FUCK ME I’M CUMMMMMMMING!!!!!”

Our bodies were still shaking as my cock was still releasing its load.

We held onto each other until both our bodies had stopped convulsing.

 

We stayed connected as we relaxed and we both uncoiled. My cock was still embedded deep in her cunt. As I started to stretch out, her body returned to her normal position. I started to move up and off of her. With her arms she held me tight against her body.

 

I turned to the side, and rolled unto my back panting and breathing hard. Her body followed mine. My cock was still buried in her. Now she was lying on top of me.

I could feel our mixture leaking out of her cunt sliding down my shaft and covering my balls.

 

Looking down at me she squealed and said, “I Love You Uncle Greg”.

 

“I Love you too Garnett”

 

With that her cunt squeezed my cock again and my cock responded.

 

(Damn I’m Tired)

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We reached home and went upstairs. My mom began to kiss the hooker while I watched for sometime. I have never seen a girl kissing another girl in real life, only on porn movies. The hooker then began to suck mom’s pussy and that is when I joined in. as mom was on the bed and the hooker was bending and sucking mom’s pussy,

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I went and opened up her pants and panties. I then started to suck her pussy while she was sucking mom’s pussy. She looked back once and then continued what she was doing. Soon the hookers juices were flowing into my mouth and they were very tasty but not as tasty as mom’s ones. When I had had enough, I got up and went to the otherside of the bed where mom was lying down and I started sucking mom’s tongue. After a while I put my cock into mom’s mouth and she began to suck it with great taste. The hooker in the mean time got up and wanted to do something new and I told her to kiss mom while I fuck them both. I started to fuck the hooker from behind and she started to moan while she and mom kissed each other passionately. I then told the hooker to move aside and watch us while I fucked mom in her pussy, mom started to scream as she was very horny and that turned on the hooker as well who got up and pushed her pussy down to mom’s mouth. Mom looked like a hungry slut. As the hooker and I were face to face I noticed that she was very sexy looking and I pulled her mouth and kissed her twice or thrice. I bet we were looking like porn stars from a distance. Finally after long hours of fucking I was almost gonna explode. When the hooker took charge of my cock and started sucking it so that I explode in her mouth. It was within no time that I exploded in her mouth and mom then kissed so that they could share my cum.

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The hooker left and mom said, ‘Thanks honey. That was the best birth day present I have ever had. Come here. I want to make love to you again.’ ‘Sure mom, I said.’ We went in and fucked each other till late night until we fell asleep.

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          Today is different.  After asking for the hundredth time, Sara looks at me and pulls her top off.  DAMN!  She’s so fucking hot.  She smiles at me and pulls her sweatpants down.  She is prepared for this seduction, I realize, because she has nothing under the sweatpants except naked skin and her shaved snatch. 

           My dick rises to attention, creating a teepee in my shorts.  “Sara,” I say, but her hand on my bulge interrupts my weakening protests. 

        “I’m not asking you for a date or to go steady with me, Mat.  I just want your dick inside me.  Now.”

      She pulls my waistband down and my dick pops up like a soldier’s solute, swaying slightly, nodding in anticipation.  “Eager, aren’t we?” she asks and smiles at my dick.

       I can’t restrain myself any longer.  I grab her hips, lift her, say “I won’t be gentle,” and throw her unceremoniously on the small bed. 

      Her legs part willingly, and I’m between them exploring her tight pussy with my 9 inch cock.  As I penetrate her again and again, she gasps, wrapping her legs around my waist, doing her best to contain my plunging, but ultimately failing.  I pound at her, thinking we shouldn’t be doing this because her parents are upstairs sleeping and my sister is in the bedroom next-door.  But I am doing it. I tell myself to do it proper, to not have any guilt. 

        “Oh, YES Mat, YES, fuck my pussy, oh GOD YES, fuck me, aaaaahhhh!”  She screams as my thrusts become frantic, wanting to savor the moment but not wanting to be caught. 

         “You’re so tight, Sara,” I pant.  You’re no virgin, I think as I stare at her face, her scrunched up eyes and wide open mouth. I don’t want to cum in her pussy.  “Keep your mouth open!” I demand removing my cock from her wetness.  Her eyes are still closed as I climb her and position the head of my cock at her parted lips.  I shove.  She gags.  My balls rest against her chin for a second and then I pull out only to shove in again.  “That’s right, bitch, eat it,” I say.  I cannot believe I am doing this, and to my cousin. I hold her head as I face fuck her.  In an explosion of pleasure, I cum, filling her mouth to its limit with my seed.  Simi-hard now, I keep myself in her.

           It is then that I notice another presence in the room.  My cock still in Sara, I turn my head and see my sister, Jane. I look down at Sara, her mouth full of my dick and sperm, and say "You set me up."

            Sara shakes her head in denial and the motion would've turned me on had my heart not been pounding.  Shit, I think, I've been caught on film! fucking my underage cousin. My sister's going to have my balls! Hell, my mom’s going to have them too. I knew how close both women are to Sara.

          “She’s right, Mat,” my sister says.  “I did.  I’ve wanted to have you in me ever since I saw you in the shower when you were fifteen.”  She looks at our cousin.  “Sara, since you’ve succeeded in making him limp, why don’t you suck him again until he’s suitably hard for me.” 

           Sara nods and takes my limpness into her mouth again.  As my cousin blows me for the second time my sister removes her clothes.  As I see what is about to be mine I cannot help but feel a sort of giddiness.  My friends would never believe I fucked not only Sara, but Jane too.  My sister is still recording.  She sets the video camera on a bookshelf at an angle so that it still receives all the action.  Jane takes our cousin by the waist, pulls her back, away from the object of her affection, my slippery cock.  Saliva drips from its tip.

           “My turn,” Jane says.  “You can watch, but now it’s my turn to have his cock.  If you don’t fuck me good and hard, Matt, I’ll make sure the right people get this video.  You don’t want to go to jail for statutory rape, do you?”  She spreads her legs.  “Get that biggie in here, brother.”

            Who am I to say no to my older sister?  I get my biggie in there, and get it in there fast and hard.  Still dripping our cousin’s juices, my dick fills my sister as I work my way as deep as possible.

               "Uh," my sister moans as I push my member deep.  "Mmm.  Sara, you can stay if you want.  Help me with the cleanup, cause I...I...think this'll be messy soon."  She gives up on talk and rolls me over so she's on top. 

               She rides me like a pro and I can't help but utter: "GOD, where'd you learn to fuck!"

               "Mom," she replies.  "I used to watch her fuck Tony and I practiced with some veggies."

                As my sister continues to bounce on my dick I think THANK YOU MOM!

 

 

The next morning I wake up sore.  My dick feels like it had been though a war; beaten, battered, hyped on action and wanting more, but afraid it wouldn't be up for the task.

              The form next to me reminds me of the killer night I'd had.  To my right is my naked 24 year old sister.  Her black hair is still damp with sweat from the night's endeavors.  Draped across my upper body is my 16 year old cousin, Sara, naked too.  Her cheek is resting on Jane's left breast. 

               My dick stiffens and I reach for Sara's ass.  With both hands I spread her, gently climbing out from beneath her.  I position myself at her backdoor and shove in hard.  I hear her scream.  She buries her mouth against my sister's nipple.  I pull out and plunge in again. 

               "Oh, yes, Mat, just like that," my cousin says, voice muffled due to my sister’s breast. 

                "Fuck her good, Mat," my sister says, sleepily.

                As I slide into my cousin again, I reach for her breasts, take hold of them, and kiss her neck.  I hear footsteps outside my bedroom door just as I get a good rhythm going.  I pause in my fucking, my cock buried to the root in Sara's ass.  My eyes are fastened to the door.  The knob turns, opens an inch or two.  I see my mother, Amy.  Neither Jane nor Sara sees her.  

                Our eyes meet and she closes the door as silently as she had opened it. 

             

 

Later that day, after Sara left for school and Jane for work, I go downstairs.  Amy is in the kitchen preparing a meal for the party that will take place later in the evening. 

                 I turn on the TV and do some channel-surfing. 

                 "Mat," my mother says, entering the TV room.  "I need to talk to you about what you were doing this morning and probably last night as well."

                 I can't bring myself to meet her gaze. 

                 "Look at me." 

                 I look.  Mom is 44 years old and still beautiful.  Slim with large breasts, she could've been a movie star.  She is a redhead.  My eyes linger on her chest, encased in a too-tight sweater that leaves little to the imagination. 

                  "Get your eyeful and pay attention.  What you did to your cousin and sister was wrong.  Very wrong.  I know you enjoyed it, but still it was wrong.”

                  I always took it as a sign of maturity that I could talk to my mom about anything even while my thoughts usually ran towards imagines of banging her.  I undressed her with my eyes as I replied: “I know. I don’t know what came over me.  Sara, begged me and then she took my penis in her hand and I…I just had to fuck her!”

                  “And your sister?”

                  “She filmed me with Sara.  It was blackmail.”

                  “I know what she did, Mat.  I watched the video.  It looked to me as though you were experiencing heavenly delights.  I didn’t see you hesitate at all before burying your cock in Jane’s pussy.”

                  I couldn’t deny it.

                   “Look, what happened can’t happen again.”

                  “You think I’ll be able to stop now?  You’re nuts.  Their pussies were the tightest, their mouths the best at sucking cock that I’ve ever had.  And Sara’s ass…!  Don’t get me started on her ass!”

                    I see Mom think this over.  Then: “I’ll substitute.  Instead of fucking them, I’ll let you fuck me.  Any position, any time, anywhere.  Agreed?”

                     “You’re my mom!”

          “You fucked your cousin and sister.  Why not me?  Do we have a deal?”

When it seems I might decline her glorious offer, Amy lifts her sweater.  She has no bra on and was I a dog I would be drooling at the sight of her wonderful melons.  As it is, my dick swells in my pants and doesn’t go unnoticed.

                      “I’ll meet you in Dad’s and my bedroom.  Hurry.” 

                       On the way to their bedroom, heart racing, I stop by Jane’s room and retrieve her camcorder.  There is no way in hell I am going to forfeit sex with my sister and cousin.  There is also no way in hell I am going to pass up an opportunity to fuck Mom either.  I’m determined to have all three. 

 

Mom is naked when I enter her bedroom.  I can’t believe my luck.  She isn’t looking at me and so I position the camcorder on the dresser where it will have an uninterrupted view of the activity about to commence. 

            I undress.  “God, you are so beautiful!” I say as I climb into bed with her. 

            I lick her breasts as she strokes my erection.  “Choice time, Mat.  Do you want to use a rubber or just get it on?”

            I fucked both Sara and Jane without protection, so I figured why start now.  “I want to do you bareback.” 

            “I was hoping you’d say that.  You’re father insists on rubbers every time.  It’s been so long since I’ve had it old fashioned.”

            “Then today’s your lucky day,” I say, engulfing her left breast with my lips.

            Her legs part and I slide my hands beneath her firm ass and squeeze.  My cock enters her pussy, inch by inch, until it has disappeared to the root.  “Oh, God!” I say.  “Mom, Dad hasn’t been living up to his reported standards!  You’re gripping my cock like a vise!”

            “Oh, son, fuck me, fuck your mother!  That’s it, be a good son.  Give it to me.  Oh, YES, Mat, pound my pussy.  Fuck me like you fucked your sister!  You feel so wonderful!”

            “So do you, Mom!  I…I can’t get enough of you!”  I slam into her again and again and again, her large breasts pressed against my chest, her ass in my hands.  I press my lips against hers and insert my tongue.  She sucks on it and against her mouth I say: “Later, I’ll have you suck my cock!” 

            She rolls me.  Now I’m beneath her and she’s perched on my flagpole, bouncing and I slide my hands from her ass to her smooth stomach to her bouncy tits and fondle. 

            “Oh my God, Mat!”

            “You like this, Mom?”

            “I LOVE it.  Oh, God how I…is that a camera!”

            I smile, imagining my mother’s reaction to the camcorder recording her bouncing on my cock.  “Yes, it is,” I say as she pauses, my cock inserted all the way inside her.  I thrust upwards, balls slapping her thighs.  “Please continue, slut!”

            She looks at me, her eyes wide.  “You’re filming us!”

            I squeeze her juicy melons.  “I wanted to have something to remember our first night fucking.  No one else is going to see it.  Now, please, for the love of God, continue!”

            I take my hands from her breasts and place them on her hips.  Holding her I push up and into her tight cunt.  “Oh, God!  Mom, I love fucking you!” 

            She is still staring at the camera, her mouth slightly open.  I look up at her face, but her gigantic tits block most of the view. I continue my thrusts, but see her eyes; they are squeezed shut, and little pants escape her lips.

            Then she starts bouncing on my shaft again, ignoring the camera.  “You’re bigger than you’re father…GOD!  You feel fantastic inside me!  Keep fucking me, son.  Fuck your mother harder.  Fill me!”

            Minutes later I fill her like a geyser.

            She collapse on top of me, her breasts pressed against my face.  I open and mouth and suckle her tits. 

God, what a morning!

            “No one can ever see that video, son,” she says as I work her left nipple, giving it gentle nips as I suck hungrily at it.  “Promise me.”

            My dick’s still inside her as I respond: “I promise.  No one will ever see it except for you and me.  Unless certain conditions aren’t followed, of course.  First: I will be fucking you whenever and wherever I want.  Second: I will also be fucking Sara and Jane whenever I want…don’t look at me like that.  You say I shouldn’t fuck Jane ‘cause she’s my sister.  Well, newsflash…you’re my mother and you fucked me.  So please, please, don’t be a goddamn hypocrite.”  Her face flushes as though just now realizing the enormity of our actions.  “Now, I’ve promised.  Please get off me, I’ve got things to do, and a sister to screw.”

 

I get out of the shower and don’t bother with a towel.  Sara’s in her room doing her homework with her mom, my Aunt Jenna’s help and I figure if Jenna sees me or finds out about my family adventures maybe I’ll just fuck her too.  As though the head of my cock has an implanted magnet I am drawn to Jane’s room. 

            I don’t bother knocking.  Inside I see her on the bed.  She’s talking to Ashley, her best-friend but stops when she sees me.  Her eyes go immediately to my dick and she says “Ash, I’ll have to call you back.  Yeah, he’s here.  Yes, yes, I’ll introduce you to him soon.  Ok.  Bye.” 

            She turns around on her bed and shows me her exceptional ass, the tight shorts she’s wearing leaving no doubt to its firmness.  “All the fun we were having last night and this morning and I realized you paid more attention to Sara than to me.  You fucked her from behind this morning…I’d like you to do the same…”

            Her voice soon is lost on me as I approach and grab her hips.  I pull her shorts down; she has nothing on beneath.  Hands on her ass-cheeks, I spread her and then split her with my raging cock. 

            “Oh, GOD MAT, YES!” she screams as I fill her with my pole. 

            I go in, pull out, and go in again, building speed with each masterful thrust.  I cover her mouth with my hand in a half attempt at keeping her screams contained…I didn’t want to be interrupted by our Aunt and I knew if our cousin or Mom came in I’d have to divide my attention.  I wanted my sister, all of her, all to myself. 

              “Oh, YEAH!” I scream as I drill her ass.  “Take it, bitch!  Take it all, you fuckin’ whore-slut.  Take your brother’s big dick.  I can’t wait to fill you ass with my seed, bitch!  Oh yeah, take every inch I offer, you dirty slut.”  I had though her pussy was great, but her ass surpassed my expectations.  “God, I love fucking you sis!  Do you love your brother?  Do you love my hard cock tearing you apart?” 

            “Don’t stop, Mat, don’t you dare stop fucking me.  Oh LORD don’t you ever stop!” 

            I piston in and out and in the process manage to get on my back, my cock popping out of her ass for the briefest of moments only to reenter her, this time her pussy, and she’s riding me reverse cowgirl.  I grip her ass-cheeks as she bounces on my dick and wonder why, in all my 19 years this is the first day I’ve ever fucked her.

            “If you’d…only…told me earlier…that you wanted…to fuck…” I pant as she rocks back and forth on my shaft.  “The fun…we could’ve…had!”

            My sister’s only response is to ride me ever faster, ever harder.  I know that soon I’ll fill her with my hot cum and so “You want it in your mouth, on your tits, on in your pussy?” I ask. 

            She doesn’t answer or slow so I figure the answer is the latter of the three options.  I erupt like a volcano and grab her hips, hold her down on my shaft, forcing her to consume with her pussy her brother’s hot cum.  Satisfied, I release her hips, and she collapses next to me, panting, recovering. 

            “I should have fucked you four years ago, Mat.  That day I saw you in the shower I should’ve jumped you.”

            “I wish you had, Jane.  But, now we can catch up on lost time.”

            There’s a knock at the door.  I freeze, my hand stroking my sister’s ass, hers stroking my limp dick, trying to get it hard again. 

            “Yes?  Who is it,” Jane asks trying and failing to sound normal; her breathing is too fast.

            “It’s Jenna.  Do you have a boy in there, Jane.  I don’t want you making love with your boyfriend while my daughter’s around.” 

            “Great, Mat, you fucked me TOO good,” Jane whispers.  “Aunt Jenna heard us.” Louder: “My boyfriend’s not here, Jen.  I’m not making love.” 

            Silence from the other side of the door.  My sister’s hands return to my cock which is steadily growing stiff again.  “I’m coming in,” Jenna warns.

            “Oh, shit,” from Jane and I try to scramble out of her bed but end up falling over my sister, the head of my cock against her sweaty thighs. 

            “What-in-the-hell,” Jenna says staring at us in that position. 

            Jane, who doesn’t know of my exploits with our mother immediately says to Jenna: “You can’t tell Mom!”

            Me?  The excitement of getting caught has added the last bit of hardness to my now-ready cock, and staring at our Aunt’s eyes I grab Jane’s legs and drape them over my shoulder’s.  I enter her hard and fast, without mercy, and she screams.

            “I’m getting Amy,” Jenna declares, but I ignore her and my sister doesn’t know whether to be worried or enjoy another good fucking by her brother.  She seems to have decided to enjoy it and let forget everything else. 

            Minutes later, as I pound at her pussy again, Jenna returns with her sister.  Noticing our mother’s lack of response at seeing her son fuck her daughter, Jenna realizes the enormity of the truth.  “You’ve had sex with him too?” 

            I see Mom nod.  “It was fantastic.  I wanted Mat to fuck me instead of Jane and Sara, but he’s blackmailing me now, so…”

            “He’s fucked my daughter…” Jenna gasps. 

            I watch as Mom undresses and Jenna gasps again.  “If you ever take his cock inside you, you’ll know why I don’t care that he’s my son.  He’ll fuck you so good, you’ll forget all about that husband of yours.” 

            I pull out of Jane as our mother approaches.  “Son, give Mommy that cock again so Jenna can see nothing’s wrong.” 

            I grab my sister’s head, “clean it, bitch, I wanna fuck Mom with your saliva coating my dick,” I say and Jane wraps her hungry lips around my manhood and sucks.  “Jenna, after I’m done with Mom, I’d really like to give you a good hard fucking too.  And then, should I have the energy, I think I’ll pay your slut daughter a visit too, give her pussy more of my cock seeing as she loved it earlier. 

            “That’s it sis!  Suck me good!  Your lips were made for blowing me!”

            “Oh, my God!” Jenna screams.  She goes on, ranting, but I’m in heaven and don’t hear, her words nothing but an irritation. 

            Finally, I cut her off, facefucking my sister I say “Mom, I’d better hurry up and fuck you so I can shove my cock down her throat and shut her up!” 

            I pull out of Jane’s mouth, dick dripping, and toss our Mom on the bed next to her.  I ram my wet cock into her wet cunt and pound away, eyes fixated on my next conquest, Aunt Jenna.  The bed speaks but soon her screams speak louder, as does the sound of my balls slapping against her thighs as my dick pistons in and out. 

            “Uh, uh, yes, oh, uh, yes…” and other more unintelligible words escape her throat.  She wraps her legs around my waist and tries to contain my energy but I spill out, unstoppable, and she shudders beneath me as I fill her to the brim with my hot seed. 

            My hands are on her breasts as I give her that one final thrust, the thrust that ends all others, and I meet my aunt’s gaze.  I can tell that she wants that passion, that fire, she’s drooling for me, but still she isn’t prepared to take that final step.  I pull my cock out of my mother’s pussy, leaving a trail of cum as I do.  Jane is still on the bed, next to our mother and I say “Help Jenna with her clothes.  It’ll be hard to give her a proper fucking with them on.”

            My sister gets up, boobs bouncing as she approaches our aunt, and begins unbuttoning her blouse.  Jenna makes no attempt to stop her.  She stands there, a human mannequin with luscious breasts that become free of the confinement of her black bra, breasts that beg to be sucked, to be fucked, by me.  And I, as fate would have it, am more than ready to suck and fuck those marvelous globes. 

            As my mom takes my cock in hand, stroking me back to erection, I decide that I’m going to do more than just fuck my aunt.  Don’t get the wrong idea here; I’m going to fuck her and good.  By “more” I simply mean I’m going to do more than teach her to love the feel and taste of my cock.  I’m going to teach her, and later her daughter, to need my dick, make it so they won’t feel right going a day without.

            Mom strokes staring at my meat and says “Dinnertime!”

            She begins gobbling my cock, teasing it to become hard, hard for her sister, and I tickle the back of her throat as I stiffen within her mouth. She alternatively sucks and licks my balls for a moment and I almost laugh remembering how worried I was when she caught me fucking my sister and cousin.  Are all the women in my family sluts?  I wonder.  There’s Amy, Sara, Jane, now Jenna, who else is there for me to screw?  I’d have to work on that later.   

            “You read for this?” I ask Jenna, pulling my slick organ out of my mother’s mouth and slapping her face with it, leaving wet streaks of saliva and cum.  She hungrily licks her lips and looks at her younger sister.

            “I got him ready for you, sis.  But you can thank me after you’ve been fucked.  You never know; he might bang you till you won’t even be able to look at Tom without wondering why your husband can’t fuck you quite like my son.”

           

An hour later and Jenna still wasn’t quite done getting fucked.  We’d taken numerous breathers, of course, and I’d cum in and on her multiple times, but the slut in her was still awakening and my cock was need.  And I was more than willing to provide.

            Currently I am behind her, my cock buried in her ass, two fingers in her mouth, other hand on her large left breast.  Mom, Jane, and Sara are all in the room watching us fuck, and all are naked. 

            I drill her furiously, unwilling to slow, willing myself to stay hard and give her my all.  God, she fucks so good! 

            “Mom,” Sara says, “I’ve never seen you like this before!”

            In response “Uh, Uh, mmm…” Jenna says, words unintelligible as I work my way deep inside her ass.