Sometimes the roads we travel in our lives have unexpected turns. My life these past few months have been filled with them. It all started when my husband moved out. He had been having an affair and needed to "find himself". I think it's some kind of middle age crisis but he's gone. I would have been willing to try and forgive him and move on but he wasn't interested.

    Our divorce got pretty ugly. I guess part of finding himself was protecting his income. He hired one hell of an attorney and was kicking my ass financially. I had only ever worked part time and had been mainly a homemaker, but now I had to work full time and money was pretty tight. There was no way that I was going to be able to afford our house so I had to move into an apartment. I wanted to stay in the same school district for my son's sake so I had to settle for a small two-bedroom place on the second floor of an apartment complex. Quite a change from the five bedrooms, three baths, and four acres place we'd lived in for the last ten years.

    My son is John; he had no choice but to live with me. Part of his father's "finding himself" included cutting him out of his life as much as he cut me out. This really hurt John but there wasn't anything I could do to convince his father not to do that. He not only didn't want John to move out with me; he even stopped coming to John's football games. Just completely cut both of us out of his life.

    I thought I should describe both John and myself to you before I go on; just so you have a mental picture of whom we are. John is a sixteen and a sophomore in high school. He's quite athletic and is already the starting quarterback on his team. I'm probably a bit biased but I think he's very good looking; in fact he's the spitting image of his father at the same age. He's pretty out going and doesn't seem to go unnoticed by the girls at school.

    My name is Grace; I'm 34 years old, (yes I had John at a fairly young age) I', told I'm pretty by most guys I meet, and I'm not in bad shape at all for my age. 116lbs; 36B's; and blonde with blue eyes. I think most guys would refer to me as a MILF.

    As I look back I now know where this story begins. It was the day after we moved into this apartment. I was in the one and only bathroom doing my makeup. I was wearing a pair of panties and a small dressing robe. John started knocking on the door begging me to hurry up. "Please Mom! I really have to pee, I can't wait much longer!" I was running very late for work though and I really needed to finish what I was doing. I opened the door and told him to come on in. "Aren't you going to step out Mom?" he said.

    "I really need to finish and get to work Honey" I said, "Just go ahead and piss, I'm too busy too look If I don't get my butt to work I'm going to be in trouble." And I didn't look although I did notice he turned his back to me as much as possible; and looking back I realize that relaxing our standards to accommodate this apartment and using the bathroom together is where this got its start.

    After that it became commonplace for us to share the bathroom. After a few times of tinkling with me in the room I couldn't help but notice through the corner of my eye that he'd stopped turning his back to me. He was now just standing in a normal position when he took a leak. This isn't a big deal really; I'm just pointing out how we'd become more relaxed around one another if for no other reason than we had to.

    It wasn't long before this more relaxed attitude concerning our bodies carried over into the rest of the apartment. I would now walk about in my dressing robe and a pair of panties or bra and panties. He's go about in just his boxers. It wasn't like we were gawking at each other though. It was just easier a lot of the time to go about these ways than bother to try and hide.

    One Saturday morning John had slept in till nearly noon. I didn't begrudge him doing that at all. He'd had a game the night before and it was a real dogfight. His team won by a point and he really had gotten knocked around in the process. Even though cooking was my favorite activity in the world I was busy preparing a big dinner for him when he got up.

   The kitchen is an eat-in kitchen and he plopped down at the table wearing just a pair of boxers. I asked him if he'd like a something to eat. He said he'd like a bowl of cereal and a cup of tea if I didn't mind and of course I was glad to get it for him. As I set the bowl of cereal in front of him by pure chance I just happened to look in the direction of his lap and I had the sudden surprise of seeing his penis.

    The opening on the front of his boxers was hanging wide open and I got an eyeful. I'm sure he hadn't meant for me to see it and I certainly wasn't trying to see it, but see it I did. It wasn't hard or anything like that but just seeing it sent a jolt down my spine. It was just something I wasn't ever supposed to see and it really took me by surprise. I looked away quickly and returned to the dinner I was working on.

    As I worked I couldn't get the image out of my mind. I don't know if it's because John looks so much like his father did at that same age, or if it's because I hadn't been with a man for several months, or what is was but I couldn't stop thinking about it. I kept telling myself to just forget it but try as I might, I just couldn't.

    I finished getting the dinner prepared as best as I could and set things aside so we could eat later. I thought I'd get the dishes washed and went to the table to collect John's bowl and cup. When I was picking them up I couldn't help myself and looked to see if I'd get another peek. I did; his penis was still exposed and this time I took a good look. I couldn't believe myself but here I was checking out my own son's dick.

    I returned to my dishes and John said, "I think I'm going to go soak my aching bones in the tub for awhile." Which I thought was a good idea.

    He was in the tub for somewhere around twenty minutes and I worked on finishing the dishes. The whole time I kept thinking about what I'd seen. I just kept envisioning it in my mind and, well to be down right honest, I was getting wet between my legs. I was trying to make myself think of something else but I just couldn't.

    I wondered to myself if I'd get another peek at it if I went into the bathroom and found myself going knocking on the door. John told me to come on in and I told him I had to pee. "Come on in Mom, you know you don't have to knock." And I walked on in.

    I found myself a little disappointed that he had the shower curtain drawn back but what could I do.   I sat down to pee and asked him, "Hot bath helping you feel a little better?"

    "Yeah, it really feels good." he said, "I think every bone in my body is bruised."

    One thing about watching your son play football since he was 9 is that you end up learning a few things about the game. I engaged him in some conversation about the game and he pushed the curtain back a bit so we could talk. Much to my disappointment though I still never got another peek at his dick.

    The image of what I'd seen stayed with me throughout the day and into the evening but I never got another glimpse. When I went to bed that night I had a good time playing with my pussy thinking about it. As I rubbed my clit the only thing in my mind was his dick. I kept wondering what it would look like hard and if I'd ever get to see it that way.

    On Sunday it was my turn to sleep in. when I got up John was lying on the couch and watching television. I had on just my short robe and a pair of panties and sat at the table to read the paper and drink some coffee. Once or twice I felt his eyes on me but when I looked up, he quickly turned away. I kind of just shrugged it off, thinking to myself that it was probably just my imagination. I can't deny I had checked him out the previous day, but there was no way he was checking out me. Why would he? He has his choice of all the hotties at school and I'm just dear old Mom.

    "Hey Mom!" John called to me, "what do you have planned for today?"

    "I haven't really thought about it John" I said. Then asked, "why? Is there something you wanted to do? I figured you were probably going to hang out with your friends or something." That's the typical way he spends a Sunday afternoon.

    "No if you don't mind, I'm going to hang out here and watch the football game." He said.

    Of course I didn't mind. It was going to be nice to have some company and besides, I wouldn't miss my favorite team's game come hell or high water. Nothing in particular happened for the rest of the day but it seems worth mentioning just because it's another change that had occurred between us.

    Nothing of any significance happened for the next couple of weeks. We went about our lives like normal and I even managed to stop thinking about the time I got a glimpse of his dick. I did sense his eyes on me on a few occasions but I was never really sure about it. Just a sense like one has when you feel like someone's starring at you.

    Two weeks after the first weekend I told you about John had his homecoming game. There was a dance afterwards and some friends were having an all night party following that. When I got out of bed on Saturday he was just getting home. I fixed him some breakfast and then he said he was going to take a shower before he went to bed.

    He came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around him and asked me to wake him up in a few hours. "I don't want to sleep for too long or I'll never fall asleep tonight."

    I assured him I'd wake him at the requested time and then I went shopping for a while so that apartment would be nice and quiet for him. I made it home by 3:00 so I could wake him. When I opened the door to his room I immediately felt a shiver go up and down my spine.

    His blankets had come off and he was lying there completely nude. If I had thought I got a nice view two weeks ago, let me assure you the view this time was breath taking. He's got one hell of a nice body from head to toe and I felt guilty but I stared at him and enjoyed the view for a few moments. After a few moments I started worrying that he wake up and catch me looking. I pulled his blankets back over him and turned on the light. He never knew what I had seen but the sight stayed with me for a long time.

    My mind was racing at that point. Part of me just absolutely loved getting to see him like that and part of me was overcome with guilt for allowing myself to look. After he was up I decided I could use some privacy so I could think and told him I was going to take a nice long bath and relax.

    As I sat there soaking I realized how horny I was. My pussy was just begging to be played with and I wasn't about to deny myself the pleasure. I fingered myself for probably 15 minutes and then suddenly there was a quick knock on the door and John just walked on in saying he needed to take a leak.

    I immediately stopped touching myself but felt secure that he had seen nothing since I had the shower curtain drawn shut. I waited for him to finish and leave and then resumed my masturbation. The entire time I was in terrible conflict; I was picturing his naked body and telling myself to stop think of it at the same time. I guess the naughty side won out because I had a great climax, having to bite my lip just to keep quiet.

   Once I had allowed myself that pleasure I became convinced that there was no real harm in looking at him; after all, he's a very sexy young man. I even told myself it would probably be abnormal if I didn't look. I decided then and there that if the chance came to look, I was going to look. I wasn't exactly getting many thrills in my life anywhere else, in fact the orgasm I'd just had was the best I could remember for a long time.

    I wasn't exactly planning on raping him but really; but what harm is there in looking? I felt pretty naughty as I began to dress I began to wonder if he looked at me as well. I know that more than once I've felt like he was looking but I never have really caught him at it; Nothing definitive anyways.

    I had a sweat suit with me to put on over my bra and panties but decided that all I wanted was just the bra and panties. I even tossed the sweat suit into the hamper even though it was perfectly clean. I didn't want him wondering why I'd left it in the bathroom. Now he'd seen me in my underwear on many occasions but I'd never paraded around the apartment dressed that way intentionally before so I was very nervous. I took a deep breath to steady my nerves and opened the bathroom door.

    John was watching a college football game so I plopped down on the easy chair and joined him. He was dressed only in a tee shirt and boxers so I'd have to say if nothing else; we were both comfy. As is always the case, he looked damned nice in those boxers too.

    John did have to leave for a couple of hours to watch game films and while he was gone I busied myself working on some crafts. When he returned he found me sitting on the floor surrounded by bits of yarn and such but still dressed only in my bra and panties. He came in, threw himself down on the couch, and propped his head up in his hand. For the first time I felt like he was purposely looking at me.

    When I felt his eyes on me it really turned me on. My nipples got hard instantly and I felt a dampness grow in my panties. Wanting to make conversation with him but unsure of what to say, I asked, "Got a big date planed for tonight?"

    His reply was, "I did but we canceled it, have you looked outside at all? It's really getting bad out there." I had no idea that the weather had changed and we were getting an early snow. Not just an early snow, we were getting pounded. "We're supposed to get close to a foot before this is over." He added.

    "I guess you're stuck here at home with good ole Mom." I said to him. As I spoke I realized he was staring right at my boobs. I knew my nipples were still erect and I really found myself liking how he looked at them. I almost wanted to take my bra off and really let him look, but I knew that was going too far.

    After quite a bit a small talk, the whole time I felt his eyes glued to my body, John said he was going to take a shower since he'd gotten all sweaty from practicing new play in the gym after watching the game films. He excused himself and head to the bathroom.

    Unlike any time ever before, he didn't close the bathroom door behind him when he entered. As I told you before the apartment is pretty small and from where I was sitting I was looking straight into the bathroom at him. He took off his shirt and then undid his jeans. He pulled them off, then actually turned and faced me (though there was no eye contact, he was looking into the mirror to his side) he then peeled off his boxers and stood facing me for a moment. One of his hands then briefly cupped his balls, and then he turned and entered the shower.

    Watching him disrobe in front of me then touch himself had really gotten to me. My pussy was soaking wet and I needed to touch myself. I knew I couldn't though; he usually didn't take long showers. I had to be happy with just a couple of quick rubs. While he was showering some thoughts occurred to me; was he trying to tease me just like I was trying to tease him? Did he know I'd seen him naked? Could he have made sure I saw him on purpose earlier? One more question came to mind after that; if the answer to these questions is yes, how far can this go? Perhaps I had better just put the brakes on all of this right now. I even thought that perhaps I should go and put on some clothes.

    I got up to go get dressed and just as I did he stepped out of the shower and was drying off making no effort to hide himself. Our bedrooms are on either side of the bathroom so I had to walk towards him to get to my room. As I walked that way he asked me, "You need in here Mom? There's room if you do."

    "No honey." I said, "I'm just getting a little chilled and thought I'd toss my robe on."

    As I entered my room I wanted to slap myself for saying robe, I should have said dressed. Maybe I really didn't want to get dressed after all. I then reached for my full robe and it occurred to me I really didn't want it, so I put on my short dressing robe. No harm in him still seeing a lot of leg I thought.

    As I passed the bathroom door he was standing there in all his glory combing his hair and again made no effort to cover himself. I tried to pass by quickly but he stopped me by asking a question, "I'm not so sure any places will still be open with this weather Mom, what are we going to do for dinner?"

    I turned and looked at him as I answered, "oh I guess I'll fry us some hamburgers or something, we won't starve." As I replied he was facing me still combing his hair and it looked like he was becoming aroused. He wasn't hard mind you but there was definitely some swelling there. He just smiled at me and said that'd be fine by him.

    I walked away realizing that either he's gotten completely comfortable about us seeing one another or was definitely teasing me. I just wasn't sure which it was or which I'd prefer it to be. I then went into the kitchen to begin preparing some dinner. The whole time I did, I made an effort to keep my back turned to John. I was sure my face was flushed and I didn't want him asking why.

    When I dinner about ready I hollered to John to fix us some drinks. When he came into the kitchen wearing just his boxers. He was very nonchalant and there was no mention of his standing before me nude just a few minutes earlier. He was being so casual about everything that I just couldn't quite figure out if it all meant anything or not. As he fixed our drinks the back of his hand brushed lightly across my ass. I wasn't sure if it was on purpose or an accident but it sent shivers up and down my spine. I completely froze in my tracks for a moment.

    As we ate our dinner I kept wondering to myself who was teasing who in this home. Was he doing this deliberately or not? Was my imagination running wild or was he trying to entice me. I really was so unsure about it all and still didn't really know how far I was willing to push the preverbal envelope.

    There was one more incident of interest that occurred that evening. I was propped up on my knees on the couch. I wanted to look out the window to see how bad the snow was, and it wasn't looking good. We had at least a foot out there and it wasn't slowing down. I told John that he should take a look figuring that he'd look through the other end of the window. Instead though, he came up behind me, put one hand on either of my hips, pressed himself close to me, and looked out over my shoulder.

    His lips were close to my ear and I could feel his warm breath on my neck. He said nothing off color, in fact only talked about the weather but at the same time he pushed his pelvis into my backside and I could feel his hardness pushing against me. I'm not sure how long he stayed there behind me, it was probably just a minute but it felt like a lifetime. I don't think I took a single breath the whole time and my heart was beating a mile a minute.

    He eventually released me and nothing about it was said between us. It was perhaps an hour after that incident that I went to bed for the night. It took me a very long time to fall asleep that night. I had so much running through my mind and yes to be honest, I was downright horny. I allowed myself the pleasure of touching myself and I think I finally drifted off to sleep doing that.

     John was still sleeping when I woke up the next morning and I went to the window to look out. I was sort of hopeful that the roads were clear so I could go get some groceries. I felt like I just needed out of there for a little while just to think and clear my head. One quick look outside though told me that wasn't going to happen. The snow had stopped but it was a real mess out there.

    I was on my second cup of coffee when John finally got up. He stepped out to say good morning before going into the bathroom to take a leak and there was a very obvious tent at the front of his boxers. He seemed to purposely scratch himself in front of me; like he was trying to draw attention to it and then he went to take his piss.

    When he stepped back out into the living room he was completely naked and he still had an erection. Before I could react or say anything he just casually said, "I think I'll grab a shower before I have some breakfast." And then disappeared back into the bathroom. Once again not closing the door behind him.

    As he showered I couldn't get the image of his hard prick out of my mind. I wasn't expecting to see it and it left quite an impression on me. It was about seven inches long and I don't know of any other way to describe it but to say it looked delicious. I found myself moving so I could see him when he stepped out of the shower.

    When he was finished showering he stepped out and I really wasn't surprised that he made no effort to cover himself. What did surprise me though was he only briefly toweled himself in there. He walked out to the edge of the living room to finish drying himself. I probably should have told him to go cover up but just couldn't bring myself to do anything but stare at him. The way his dick bobbled up and down as he toweled himself had me mesmerized.

    I must have stared for at least a couple of minutes and then finally I realized I had better do something. I stood up and announced that I was going to take a good long bath. I walked past him and he simply said to me, "Have fun Mom."

    I stepped into the bathroom and took off my robe. I then bent over to start the water and waited till I got it just right and rose up to disrobe and waited for the tub to fill. I was reaching behind me to unclasp my bra when there was a quick knock on the door and then it opened. John stood there, still naked, and told me the news was calling for some more snow that night. Then he just leaned against the doorframe and stood there.

    "Did you need something John?" I asked him.

    "No" was all he said.

    I turned my back to him and took off my bra. Then I shimmied out of my panties and stepped into the tub. I settled down into the water and pulled the curtain shut saying, "Bye Hon, see you in a little while."

    My nipples were as hard and my pussy was wet. I knew for sure that he wanted me; this was not just a little teasing. He was getting braver and braver and I was doing nothing to stop him; in fact I realized that by never saying or doing anything, I was encouraging him. As I massaged my breasts and teased my nipples I wondered to myself just how far I'd let this go till I'd put on the brakes. It had to stop, didn't it?

    I wanted so badly to touch my pussy and bring myself relief; but I just couldn't allow myself. Part of me wouldn't simply because the door was still open and part of me wouldn't because of guilt. I was in such conflict over all of this. I had to admit to myself I wanted to make mad passionate love to John; but at the same time I knew how wrong it was to have these feelings. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, and more than anything I wanted to fuck.

    When I felt it was time to get out of my bath I stood up and opened the shower curtain and John was watching from the living room. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and wasn't hiding the fact he was watching me. I got such a thrill out of him looking at my naked body. My legs felt wobbly beneath me and I felt like I couldn't breath. My heart was beating harder than it ever had before and it felt like it was in my throat.

    When I was dry I put on a pair of panties and was going to put on a bra but thought to hell with it and just put my dressing robe on. I then walked into the living room and sat across from John. I wasn't sure what should or would happen next but I was filled with anticipation.

    When nothing was happening or even being said between us I decided to prepare us some lunch. "Does chicken-noodle-soup sound good to you honey?" I asked him. I knew he wasn't going to say no. He'd rather chew broken glass than actually fix his own meal.

    "Sure Mom sounds real good to me." He then replied.

    So off I went to the kitchen and busied myself getting things ready. As I stood in front of the stove and stirred the soup John came into the kitchen. "I think I'll fix some drinks for us while you get that ready." He said to me and I replied that I thought that would be wonderful.

    He had to reach over my shoulder to get the glasses out and seemed to purposely press himself right up against me to do it. I could feel his erect penis pushing against me as he did this and it sent a shiver up and down my spine. He was driving me crazy and I think he knew it.

    I tried to speak but couldn't get any words to come out, all I could say was, "John I, I." And he just told me to hush.

    I then felt something on my shoulders and realized right away it was his towel. He had taken it off and draped it on me. I guess it was his way of quietly letting me know. He then pressed against me again and this time put his hands on my sides.

     "I've wanted you for so long Mom, I can't take it any more." I heard him whisper into my ear. "You make my cock so hard, I've seen how you look at it, I know you want it too." He added.

    As he said this hands slid up and cupped my breasts. He rubbed them all over for a moment then untied the sash on my robe. As he did this I turned my head to him and he brought his mouth to mine and kissed me. As we kissed I turned to face him completely and he began pulling my robe off of me as we did.

    He ran his hand down the length of my arm till he was holing my hand. He then guided my hand to his erect cock and I wrapped my hand around it. I loved how the skin was so soft and I could feel veins bulging out of it. "John we can't do..." He stopped me mid sentence with another kiss.

    As we kissed passionately John's hands were all over me. On my ass, then on my breasts, and then he slid a hand down my tummy and into the front of my panties. When he felt how wet my pussy was he broke our kiss and said, "Oh God Mom, you're so hot, I knew you wanted this as bad as I do." I could no longer deny it.

    He pushed my panties down and off of me and I stepped out of them. He then crushed himself against me again and held me so tight as we kissed like the lovers we'd become. His tongue was intertwined with mine and nothing else in the world mattered at that moment. It was no longer a question of right and wrong. It was simply a matter of love.

    We broke our kiss and I said to him, "Why don't we go lay down on my bed lover?" and then led him by the cock to my room. We never once stopped touching as we lay down and snuggled together as lovers do. There was no rushing anything, John is a wonderful lover and rushed into nothing.

    John was finger fucking me as we kissed and I was so horny that he quickly brought me to an orgasm. "Oh yeah Mom! Cum for me baby, cum all over my hand Mom!" he was saying. I was more than happy to oblige him.

    As my first climax subsided he the said, "Mom I really want you to suck my cock, I want to feel it in your mouth." His voice was almost pleading.

   "Yes John, give me that cock, I want to suck it for you. All I could think about since I've seen it is how it'll taste!" I said not believing the words that rolled off of my tongue.

   He the knelt before me and offered his cock to my mouth. I let my tongue extend to it and savored my first taste and it was wonderful. I then opened my mouth and slowly took as much of it as I could. I think the way I purred told him how much I liked it and he began to fuck my face.

   It was his turn to cum quickly from all the excitement. He cock swelled and he tried to pull it out of my mouth. "Oh no you don't I said, you give it to me in the mouth baby!" I told him, and as I placed my mouth back on his cock I was rewarded with a tremendous load of his man cream. I swallowed every last drop and wondered at the deliciousness of it.

   I kept sucking his cock after that; I wanted it hard again so he could fuck me and he knew it. "Yeah Mom, keep sucking it. You love my cock don't you." Then he added, "Get it hard again Mom, I want to fuck you so bad." He was fingering my pussy to get it ready the whole time he was saying these things. He knew by both my wetness and groans I wanted exactly the same thing.

    Once he was back to his full hardness I was ready to be fucked. Told him, "Fuck me now John, fuck me like you mean it."

    I spread my legs wide and john crawled on top of me. I grabbed his swollen cock and guided it into me. The moment it entered me I felt more satisfied than I ever had in my life. He kept telling me how good my pussy felt and I in turn said the same about his cock. He fucked me in the missionary position for about five minutes and then turned me over and entered me doggy style.

    As he resumed fucking me I felt my orgasm growing. I looked over my shoulder at him and told him, "Yes baby keep fucking me! Keep fucking Momma! I'm going to cum!" and I erupted into a mind shattering orgasm. All I can say is that I my ex used to make me cum some of the time but even when he did it was nothing like this. My entire body was enveloped in it and it felt like it lasted forever. I actually passed out for a moment.

    When I regained my senses John was about to shoot his load. I encouraged him by saying, "Go ahead baby, cum in Momma's pussy! Give me your load! I want to feel you cum deep inside of me!"

    He unloaded inside of me with grunts and groans that were so loud they could have awakened the dead. Saying over and over again, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he kept pumping me until every last drop of his semen was spent. He then collapsed on top of me and for the longest time in a sweaty heap. We were very quiet for a long time. John was the first to speak saying, "Mom?"

   "Yes John?" I replied.

   "I love you"

   "I love you too John."

 

 

 

 

 

 

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About 5 minutes into my wank i was lost in a fantasy, so lost infact that i hadn't heard my moms footseps coming up the stairs, suddenly she knocked on the door and i was brought back to reality, 'Can i come in.' she said. Now at this point i was in a state of pure lust, with my dick hard in my hands and slippery with pre-cum. There was no way i could cover myself up in time and i couldn't come up with an excuse for saying not to enter, and looking back im glad i couldn't, so i simply said, 'yeah, come in.' The door opened and i just continued to rub one out. My mum stood at the door, in just a towel. She had a pile of my clothes in her hands that she was dropping off on her way to her room. At first it was dfinatly a look of shock on her face, and she didn't say anything. But after noticing that i was still going, whilst staring at her cleavige above her towel, to my great surprise she walked in and closed the door.

'So' she said, 'it looks as though you wanted mommy to catch you doing this...am i right?' I wasn't sure how to answer, 'urgh' that was about all i could get out. 'Hmm, well this is very serious, you know that.' she went on. By this point i was just waiting for her to throw me out of the house. 'mmm, do you like that picture of mom' she asked, pointing at the photo of her that i held in the hand that wasn't gripping my cock. At this point i had no idea whether she was pissed off or dissapointed, it was so hard to read the expression she had on, and she seemed to have a weird tone in her voice that i'd never heard her use. 'I like that picture too, i think it makes me look young, i havent felt young in a long time you know.' She sat beside me, id now stopped rubbing and my cock was going limp as a thousand thoughts were going through my head, is she going to tell dad? is she going to kick me out? Then she reached over and grapped my cock in her hand and began to slowly rub it, 'Can you make mommy feel young again, can you do that for me with your big young hard on?' I was speechless so i just nodded. 'O.k, well first of all mommys going to make you feel good' She got down and took my dick in her lips and began to suck, i couldn't belive what was happening here. She lapped at the head of my dick like it was a lollypop, so much wilder than any girls my own age that i'd been with. She took more and more with each lap until she was deepthroating me, going wild covering my cock with her saliva and working it with her tounge. 'Oh, im cumming, oh, ohhh, i felt my balls well up and my mom just looked at me cheekily as i blew load after load in her mouth. 'mmmm, did you like that sweety?' She asked. 'Oh yeah' i said, 'Now your turn.'

She stood up and dropped the towel, my mom stood there naked before me, Her breasts were sagging slightly but it added to their size, she had a typical figure for a woman her age and a thick black bush surrounding her pussy. She lay on the bed and simply said 'Fuck me', 'Make mommy feel young inside' I got ontop of her and started passionatly kissing her, grappng her breasts and squeezing and pulling them in my hands, i moved down, saliva dripping off her chin, as i broke away from her lips, i started to suck and bite on her nipples, moving down, i got off the bed and onto my knees so that my face was level with herhairy pussy, i threw my self at it, lapping at her juices and occasionally moving my hand in to rub her clit. She began to thrust a little and moan,'Shhh' i said, 'Dad's downstairs, he cant catch us!' 'MMMM, ok' she said sucking her finger, i'll try my hardest.' After a few minutes offranticly working her cunt, she grabbed the pillows behind her and bit her lip, her body began to tense and thrust as she came hard biting her lip to stop herslf from screaming.

I Pulled myself back onto the bed and ontop of her, 'You taste great mom.' 'mmm, thankyou, unfortunatly your father seems to disagree, he's not seen to me like that in years, now lets get down to fucking shall we.' She spread her legs and i pushed them up as far as they would go, 'should i wear a condom' i asked, 'No sweetie i nee you right now, just be sure to pull out of mommy as your about to finish, ok.' she instructed. 'ok' i replied. I pushed my penis against her wet pussy lips and sho made the sexiest quiet moans, as i rubbed my dick aginst her lips without entering her. Then i began to Push in, 'Ugh, your tighter, ugh, than i expected.' I said as i  forced my way into her surprisingly tight cunt. 'Well, like i said, your dad and i rarely does this, infact we rarely have done ever.' She said whie clenching her face as i our groins pressed against each other as i was all the way in. I puled out again, then in again, about 5 of my 7" going in each time, every so often id pull right out before thrusting the whole 7" in agin. We explored each others bodies as we thrusted together, my penis was soaked in her juices and the room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping on skin, heavy breaths and the light rocking of the bed, fortunatly none of thiscould be heard downstairs over the sound of the guitars.

I pulled out and rolled her over, she lay with her face on the pillow and raised her end in the air, i got behind her and as i pushed my cock again towards her lips i could feel the warmth glowing from her pussy. I entered again, thrusting harder and faster in this position, i grew faster as i came closer to climax, and her heavy breaths grew heavier, occasionally letting out a small moan or a yelp. We were both in ecstacy, sweat dripping from each of us, Her pussy tightened it's grip on my dick, and i was thrusting so fast i thought the bed would break as we both started to climax, i couldn't bring myself to pull out and with a a few final hard slow thrusts i filled my moms womb with my hot semen. We both stayed in that position, my dick still in side her as we caught our breath, shaking with every breath in from the intensity of what had just happend. ' Oh baby, your going to have to make mom feel young alot more often now.' She said as she stood up wrapped her towl around her and walked out of the room, with my cum oozing in a trail from her pussy to her leg. I simply lay there in disbelief, thoughroughly pleased with myself.

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“Hey could you get that Robert? I was just about to hop into the shower.”
“Sure” I said and reached over and picked up the phone.
“Hello” I said into the phone, “Hey Robert honey I was hoping to catch your sister but I needed to talk to you too. What are you doing at your sister’s so early for anyway?”
“Ahh” I mumbled.
“Well anyway I need you and Jennifer to help me finish unpacking the new house.”
“Sure mom” I said “we’ll be over about two or three.”
“Ok, Hun see y’all then, bye.”
Click, the line went dead. I yelled to Jenn in the shower that we had to help mom unpack later. She said sure and that we could go over to mom’s new place when we went into town.

Mom had wanted to move out of town after Grandpa died three years ago. So when the big house in the city was put up for sale she bought it because she said it reminded her of happy times when she was a girl. Later that day after Jennifer had gone shopping must to my annoyance, but she said she would make up for it later that night if I knew what she meant and I most certainly did which I said with a big grin on my face. We drove to the big regal looking house in the city which now belonged to my mother to help her unpack. Little did I know I would soon make memories there I would never forget and even end up living there with my mother and sister.

Jennifer and I rung the doorbell around three we heard footsteps coming toward the door. My mom opened the door wearing a yellow sun dress and a big smile. It always amazed me how much Jennifer and Tracey, my mother looked alike. Mom had smooth silky reddish auburn hair, big brown eyes, a large slightly overweight but curvy body considering her 42 years with large slightly sagging C cup tits with a creamy white complexion. My sister Jennifer was exact younger, smaller, slimmer carbon copy. We both gave mom a big hug and a kiss and went into the house to get to work.
The inside of the house was large and mostly furnished to my mom’s tastes but there were several large boxes in each room.

“May as well get to work guys, these boxes aren’t going to unpack themselves,”
said mom as she led the way to the dinning room.

We unpacked box after box of nick knacks and such until it was late in the evening and we had one room to go… mom’s. We all sat on the edge of mom’s huge king sized bed. We were all sweaty and tired and still had more furniture and a couple of boxes to arrange and unpack in mom’s room. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the thin fabric of mom’s dress was sticking to her ample glistening sweaty bosom. Then I noticed her large dark brown areolas showing through the thin fabric. Jennifer noticed were I was looking and playfully nudged me. I pray mom didn’t notice as easily as Jennifer did.

“Well I going to get us something to drink from the fridge while you kids finish unpacking” said mom as she trotted off to the kitchen.

Jenn and I grabbed the nearest box to us marked PERSONAL ITEMS in big black letters on the side. Jennifer grabbed the box cutter giggling and saying “oh, this one is going to be fun! Because I think I know what’s in this one. ”
She sliced open the top and we both stared gawking at the amazing array of sexual devices and paraphernalia in the box. The box held pairs of furry cuffs, a Polaroid camera and hundreds of Polaroids, lube, several dildos, vibrators, dongs and even a strap-on. Jennifer began admiring mom’s many dildos and I grabbed a handful of the Polaroids, most were of my mom and dad in several compromising positions when they were younger and a couple of very hot shots of mom solo. As I was sorting through the photos about to drop them back in the box and put them away before mom come back I noticed a couple that appeared to be Grandpa Luke…fucking mom! Jennifer noticed the pictures as well we were both shocked the photos were taken years ago by the looks of them.

“How long had moms been doing the same forbidden things as my Jennifer and I had been doing for months now?”
“I see from your faces you’re shocked rather than disgusted.” said mom from the doorway.

“I suspect you kids have been doing much the same as your grandfather and I that’s why you have been spending so much time at your sisters isn’t it Robert?”
Jennifer and I both flashed beet red guilt written all across both our faces. Mom came over and sat between us and said we didn’t have to admit to anything but if we did it was perfectly fine with her.

“In fact that’s why your father almost left us three years ago, I grew up in an incestuous family and I told your father after my father died, and despite that fact your father Robert Sr. still loved me but I wanted to tell you kids about it and see if you kids had any feeling of incest and to tell you they were alright but your father flew into a rage at the thought saying he made a serious mistake if he married a woman that would even consider incest in his family. He was so angry and treated to leave and so I never told you kids because of that fact.”

Mom as almost in tears by the end of her confession and Jennifer squeezed my hand and so we confessed to our incestuous relationship.
I told how I had come over to Jennifer’s place a few months ago late one night smashed after my ex Samantha dumped me and after Jennifer got tired of fending off several drunken advances she gave in to her own curiosity. For the next couple of days we avoided each other but when I came over to pick up some stuff Jenn said we had to talk about it so we decided if we both tired it with a clear head we would evaluate our feelings afterwards. We both decided we liked being with each other so we have been doing it ever since. Mom kissed both of us on the cheek said it was fine with her.

We all sat in silence for a few moments contemplating the revelations of the past few moments when Jenn asked, “Hey mom have you ever thought about either of us in a sexual way?”
“Well… yea the thought of both of you has crossed my mind several times.” said mom with little or no embarrassment.
“Well I know Robert has hinted that he thought of you sexually several times” said Jennifer.
“JENNIFER!” I yelled.
“Well we already confessed you may as well put it all out there” said Jennifer.

“Oh have you now” said mom as she put her hand on my thigh.
“Well yea--” I sputtered mom cut me off right there with a deep passionate tongue kiss kissing me like no mom should.

Mom eased me back on the large bed and eased my pants down while still kissing me. Jennifer took to opportunity to rub my dick to semi-erectness. My mind was reeling
“First the unbelievable event that my sister accepted my drunken advances which I had imagined ever since I hit puberty years ago now the second part of most of my fantasies was coming true, MY MOTHER!”

Mom moved from my mouth and got to her knees on the floor in front of me. She removed her yellow sun dress showcasing her sexy creamy curves. She wore nothing but a pair of white satin panties. Then she did what I have dreamed of ever since I saw her laying on her bed naked once when I was twelve. So wrapped her luscious lips around my now painfully erect cock and began to suck me off like a real knob slob. She sucked me fast and hard all the while looking up at me with big brown eyes filled with an indescribable mix of love, lust and longing.

By this time Jennifer had removed her shirt and bra and was furiously kneading and messaging her breasts and pinching and rolling her nipples. I looked from my sister’s lusty masturbating to my mom’s mad sucking. I was lost in a sea of visual and physical pleasure. As I felt my climax rising I decided to focus on Jennifer’s passion at seeing me being sucked off by our own mother. Jennifer had unzipped her pants and was using some of mom’s lube and her fingers to feverishly finger fuck herself as she massaged her breast with the other hand. Seeing my sister so lost in passion at seeing me and mom together combined with mom’s hellava blowjob I was about to explode.
“Mu... mu… mom I’m gonna cum!” I sputtered.

“I know baby, please cum all over your mother’s face liked I always dreamt” pleaded mom breathlessly between delicious slurping sounds of her full lips on my throbbing rod.
Just those words sent me over the edge I shot jet after glorious jet of cum onto my mothers welcoming face. Coating her face, chin and tits in a generous helping of my cum. Seeing this display sent Jenn screaming like a banshee into a squirting orgasm. She soaked the carpet on the floor in front her and mom’s left hand in her girl juice.
“Umm, my little squirt queen” said mom as she crawled wiggling her romp over to Jennifer her face still covered in my cum.

Mom sucked Jennifer’s cum from her fingers “umm so sweet, maybe next time you can coat mommy’s face in your cum” said mom in a sweet slutty voice.
Jennifer looked at mom with completely spent lust filled eyes. Jennifer got on her knees along side mom and playfully licked my cum off mom’s face (Jennifer had always said she loved the taste of my cum) before sharing a passionate kiss with her and helping mom reach her orgasm which wasn’t far off. If I wasn’t so empty I would have cum again right there.

We all awoke the next morning in mom’s king sized bed all warm and snuggled up
together. I woke to mom’s bellowing sobs she was so apparently trying to muffle.
“Mom what’s wrong?”
“I’m a horrible mother, that’s what’s wrong. I molested my son and even my daughter!”
“No your not mom, Jennifer and I both willfully entered into this mom.” I said as I wrapped my arms around her.
She cried softly into my arms.
“Mom Jenn and I both love you so much and we know you love us too, what we did last night was just the ultimate expression of that love. I mean isn’t that what Grandma and Grandpa taught you when you were growing up?”
“Yes, but it isn’t for everyone and I thought it wasn’t for me anymore when I married your father. I still love your father so much but I miss the true love of a family like the one I grew up in.”
“And now you have one”
“your father will never accept this and I hate going behind his back but I want to feel this love so much but only as long as you are willing.
“Of course Mom I have wanted this for so long and I’m sure Jenn wants this too”
“I do mom” said Jennifer who had only had her eyes closed.

Mom who had stopped crying embraced us warmly and kissed us each on the forehead.

“Thank you kids I love you both so much, but your father can never find out about us I love him too much. I now your father is always working and is so cold and distant sometimes but he loves you kids and is a good man.”
“We know mom” said Jenn and I almost at the same time.

“How about some breakfast kids, your father won’t be home till dinner.” Said mom has see got out of bed completely neglecting her robe and walking in all her glory to the kitchen wearing only her fuzzy slippers. Jennifer gave me a light kiss on the lips and flowing suit with mom and walking completely nude into the kitchen. I lay in bed thinking what promises this whole situation could hold and the dangers of hurting my father. After a few minutes of silent contemplating, I not being as brave as mom and Jennifer walked into the kitchen wearing only my boxers.

Chapter 2
Sealed Deal:

 After a surprisingly normal breakfast considering the fact that both mom and Jennifer ate breakfast completely nude. We all went into the den me in my grey boxers and mom and Jenn still nude. Jenn laid out on the couch and flipped through the channels and mom sat at the computer to get some work done because she worked from home.  Maybe it was just me because what had happened had been a major fantasy of mine for so long I couldn’t fathom how mom and Jenn could be acting so normally (well except for them being naked).

“Ah… mom?”
“Yes baby?”
“So we are just going to act all normal and crap after what happened?”
Jenn looked at mom expectedly I could tell she had the same question on her mind “What happens now?”
Mom laughed and smiled at me saying “Baby not only is this just the beginning of a whole new wonderful world. Part of this new world is getting use to that sort of thing happening more often or at least when we get a chance.” said mom with a seductive smile and wink.

 Mom got up from the computer saying that see needed some sleep after the physical and emotional strain of last night. She kissed Jenn on the lips not necessarily passionately but most definitely not motherly at least not in the traditional sense. Then she kissed me much the same way except she reached into my boxers and stroked my morning wood, an involuntary gasp escaped my lips. “Maybe your sister can help with your little… or should I say big problem down there because I have got to get some sleep if I’m gonna have dinner ready for your father tonight.”  With that she was off to her bedroom. I turned expectantly to Jennifer. “Well how about it big sis” I said pointing to my stiff rod straining the fabric of my boxers.  “Sorry little brother, I’m going to the mall to get some stuff.” So Jenn pulled on a tight t-shirt and jeans, grabbed her purse and was out the door. Leaving me standing in the den with a stiff erection and little else.

 So I decided I was just going to sleep it off so I went into one of the three guest bedrooms to try and sleep it off.  A couple hours later I awoke with the same problem! I looked out the window and saw that Jenn’s car was still gone so I went to the bathroom to pee on the way back I heard a low hum from mom’s bedroom and I peaked inside from the crack of the door. I saw my gorgeous mother laying back in a sitting position with her knees up and her legs spread with her slippers still on and a vibrator in her ass! My hand went unconsciously my dick and began stroking my hard hot veiny pulsating member. My mind racing with the brief moments I saw my mother nude as a child and masturbating night after night thinking of the woman who gave birth to me.

 Then I heard my mother’s soft moans as she fingered her wet sex as the vibe in her ass hummed away. She began to squirm as her passions mounted her toes gripping her crimson satin sheets in her ecstasy.  Her eyes rolled back in head as she was nearing her peak her lips mumbled “Rob…Rob….RobERRR...” then she grunted in an almost primal way “ROBERRRRRRRRRTT!” Hearing my name and not caring if it was meant for me or my father I stalked into the room my cock oozing precum, driven by madding lust and years of unfulfilled fantasy and the thought that although she had sucked me off, the ultimate act had yet to be done the deal had yet to be sealed.  I stopped at the foot of the bed “Mother I’m here and please don’t deny me”, I pleaded in a maddened state. Her eyes shot open and seeing me there and hearing my voice sent her screaming over the edge.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed as her whole body gave way to orgasmic shudders. The absolute mind altering sight of seeing this goddess, this beautiful masterpiece of human sexuality, my mother lost orgasmic passion sent me into overdrive. I just wanted to fuck this sexy goddess right now or I felt as though I’d die. I climbed onto the bed and mounted the sexy fucking bitch I dreamt of entering for so long.

 I plunged into her still quivering body, my manhood found her wet sex and entered her almost on it’s on. “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST” she was perfect like her love canal was made just for me. She was positively soaking wet and so fucking hot! Her body accepted my member hungrily drawing me deeper and deeper her vaginal muscles practically milking me. “Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!” stammered my mother as she wrapped her arms around my neck as her eyes began to roll back as she neared her second orgasm. I wrapped one arm around her and grabbed the backboard with the other as I slammed my throbbing rod deeper and deeper faster and faster into the object of years of repressed desires.

 The whole bed rocked madly with our passions as I rammed faster and faster into the bliss that was my mother. Her cries of lust filling the whole house, I could feel my cum rising… any second now. This feeling just spurred me on faster. My mother’s cries faded away as what felt like gallons of semen pumped through my dick and into my mother who was still wrapped tightly around me. The last thing I remember before I lost consciousness was the shaking of my body and my mother’s labored breathing.

 I awoke to the feeling of steaming water showering over my body and a warm body pressed against my back.
“Thank you so much baby!” whispered mom as she held me in the shower
“That was the most wonderfully amazing love-making I’ve had in a long time, thank you so much baby”
“What happened” I asked
“You fucked your mother’s brains out that’s what and then you passed out”
“I did?”
“You did my sweet angel”
“Mom I didn’t mean… I just couldn’t control myself… I… I’m sorry”
“Sorry? Why would you be sorry? It was single most earth shattering time of my life and I wouldn’t trade one second of it for anything”
“Mom I…” then she placed a loving kiss on my lips
“I love you son”
“… I love you too mom”
“Well how about we actually take a shower now we can’t sit here forever basking in the after glow and its only three hours till your father gets home and I still have to cook dinner and we can’t be smelling like sex when your father gets here now can we?”
 “I guess not” I said as I reluctantly rose to stand up in the shower.

 I lathered up my body and began showering as mom did the same behind me half way through the shower we were doing more playing and rubbing than actual showering.
Mom reached from behind me and grabbed my limp dick and rubbed it with a soapy hand saying that we really needed to get that part clean barley suppressing a laugh as she said so. Then we changed places so mom could get under the shower. As mom was rinsing the suds from her large soapy breasts I step forward into her rubbing my semi-erectness against her crack.

“Maybe I’ll let you in that way later tonight after your father is asleep” said mom as she felt the tip of my dick probing at her back door. “Now quit it before we start up again” she said playfully as she swatted away my dick.
“Okay” I said “but we still need to clean you up” I said devilishly as I reached around and held her under her breasts with my left arm and spread her pussy lips with my right hand.
Letting the warm jet stream hit her sensitive clit drawing soft OOHs and AHHs from her soft sexy lips as she moaned into my neck. I watched as gobs of my pearly cum was washed away from that hot blissful heaven from which I was born into the abyss of the shower drain.

 After the shower and we dried off making sure each and every crack and cranny of us was inspected and dry (by rubbing excessively and longingly each body part, paying “special” attention “certain” areas.)
“Ahh what a great shower, we should shower together more often Robert” said mom as she smiled loving at me.
“Agreed” I said with a grin thinking of the future showers we would share.
After we were dressed and considerably more “cooled off” we found Jenn starting dinner in the Kitchen.
“Enjoyed your shower?” asked Jenn with a smirk
“Sure did” I laughed
“Maybe I’ll join you next time.” Said Jenn
“Its gonna be crowed” I quipped
Mom laughed as we shared a smile and Jenn said there is no way she was missing another “family” shower again.

 By the time dad got home dinner was on the table and we were all sitting around the table waiting on him to arrive. Then around 8:45 he came into the kitchen through the back door caring his same old leather brief case he’d had for years.  He sat at the table apologizing for being late like he had done for years ever since Jenn and I were kids.  Mother just smiled and said it was fine.

“I see you roped the kids into helping you unpack” said dad as he looked Jenn and I over. 
“it was actually a lot of fun” remarked jenn with a grin, mom and I both flashed a slight shade of red and mom shot Jenn a dangerous look.
“Fun?” asked dad with a puzzled look.
“Yeah you know decorating and stuff” replied Jenn the lie sliding smoothly from her lips.
“Oh” said dad
“So how was the business trip?” I asked
He cut his eyes across to me and said “Fine.”
“So what do you think of the house dear?” asked mom
“What? Oh the house its fine dear” he said in an almost annoyed tone.
“I’m going to bed its been a long day see you kids later” said dad as he got up from the table and headed for the bedroom.

 Dad had barely touched his food and obviously didn’t give a flip about the house mom seemed to be upset by his behavior. So mom went after him while me and Jenn cleared the table and washed the dishes. A few minutes later mom came back into the kitchen as me and Jenn were finishing up.
“You kids can go on home your father is in one of his moods”
“You sure mom we could stay the night” said Jenn
“I’ll be fine you two go own home I’ll call you tomorrow” said mom then she placed a soft very motherly kiss on each of our foreheads and walked us to the door.
As Jenn and I were walking down the long driveway toward Jenn”s silver coupe Jenn slipped her hand into my back pocket and squeezed my ass.

 In the car on the way back to Jenn’s apartment we discussed what happened at dinner.
“Dad sure was acting funky” said jenn
“Dad has never been one of those “go get em son” kinda dads” I said
“I know but he really has been more withdrawn lately and acting like it annoys him to spend time with any of us even mom and I know it hurts her.”
“Dad’s always kinda been a jerk if you ask me even when we were kids; mom has always been the one there for us.”
“yeah I know, but still I wanna know what’s going on with dad.” said Jenn with a sigh.
“Well on to happier topics like what did you get at the mall because those did look like the usual shopping bags.”
“You’ll see soon enough Robbie boy” taunted Jenn as I chased her into her apartment trying to snatch the bags.

I lay on the Master bedroom bed while grandma lavished my cock with what she called Grandma’s gum job (she’d pull her teeth out) but she could deep throat my cock easily now. “Mmm … I love your cock!” she’d say as she lay between my legs feasting till I’d either blow my load into her throat or fuck her sweet old beaver until I creamed her good. She was trying to give mom a rest since mom was now in her 5^th month of pregnancy (at age 45) with our 2^nd child.

Two days ago, grandma had encouraged me after another special rose massage to fuck her ass; I was a little taken back at first (she was weeks away from her 69^th birthday) but she persisted and I gave in. My god her ass was tight but after an hour of finger stimulation with plenty of lubricant I sank my cock ever so slowly into grandma’s rectal depths. My 11-inch cock felt like it was held in a vice! Time and an increasing need to pump prompted me to begin thrusting into her tight ass. Grandma’s cries of discomfort in her belly urged me to new heights but also brought mom in to see what was happening.

“Oh – mom are you ok … Patrick please be careful!” she complained with urgent concern.

Grandma’s cries of discomfort slowly became grunts of pleasure as she relaxed and my need to cum

drove me into her ass with abandon; this incredible aged woman woke me this morning with a blow job, then mounted me riding me to orgasm, cleaned my cock and now has me fucking her ass. I was certainly in heaven.

“Go to slow deep thrust Patrick … your close now, don’t hurt grandma …” I desperately tried to switch to slow powerful deep thrusts, grandma now tightening and loosening her rectum driving me insane and soon I was humping her virgin ass like a dog in heat.

“UMMMM uggggggg …AHH ummm” I growled as I exploded into grandma’s bowels to lay panting as mom complimented both grandma and me for an incredible love-making session.

Mom helped Grandma to clean up and together they walked naked into the rest of the house, I lay resting since grandma had literally “fucking” exhausted me being barely 10:30 AM. I started awake to the doorbell ringing. I got up going to the bathroom and showered.

When I finally came to the kitchen with just a pair of shorts on, I stopped dumbfounded as the ladies wearing loose partially open robes sat at the kitchen table with my sister who was crying. I listened for several minutes till mom said, “Look son – your sister is here …” (she indicated with her head that I should come over and then pantomimed a kiss while nodding towards my sister)

I did as I was told leaning down to kiss her cheek, “Hi Sis – good to see you again.” I stepped back in shock, Sis was sporting a black eye and numerous bruises to her face.

“What the hell happened to you … who did this … they had no right …” I blurted angrily, somewhat surprised as Sis quickly stood throwing her arms about me in a tight hug.

“Its ok … I deserved it, my mouth… (sniffles and sobs) … will either you or mom (as she reached her hand over to touch mom’s shoulder) ever forgive me for what I said …” she babbled.

“Come sit with us son…” mom said with her legs spread nicely to expose her bare cunt. I went over to sit beside mom, grandma was in the chair and sis sat on the love seat, mom’s hand caressed my inner thigh as sis watched with amazement.

“Candice, if you are going to live with us – you are going to have to accept that your brother is my lover and father of (patting her tummy) … several of my children!” mom spoke with firm authority (Candice nodded her in acceptance of the situation) “… In addition young lady, we… (indicating Grandma and herself) … are having incredible sex every single day to which YOU will willingly submit yourself continuously as we do for your brothers’ pleasure…”  again she spoke firmly with stern authority (while she stared hard at her … long intense minutes passed before Candice again nodded her acceptance) “Good – are you on birth control?”  mom demanded. Candice again nodded yes. “Open your bag and give them to me right now – you are forbidden to use birth control so your brother can impregnate you as well – is that understood as well!” Candice looked hard at mom and with tears slipping quietly down her cheeks she walked over to her suitcase, opened it – removed several packages and walked back over to mom, knelt down beside mom putting her hand on mom’s swollen belly and handed her the contraceptives.

“Good choice and welcome to the family.” Said grandma.

“Patrick – take Candice’s bags to her old room, while we have some tea …” mom patted my leg.

When I re-entered the room all were in good spirits talking happily. Sis kept stealing glances at me often blushing as my eyes met hers as she stared at my groin. I began rubbing the inside of mom’s inner thigh and she shifted to allow for a better spread for access to her cunt. I rubbed my finger up and down her moistened slit. Candice watched openly with somewhat widened eyes as I leaned over to suckle on mom’s lovely swollen breast. As mom encouraged my groping Sis excused herself to use the lady’s room and slipped from the room.

“Afraid I take after you mom – 38-B – 27 – 32 … does my brother approve?” she asked in a very sensual soft voice.

“Oh yeah, very lovely Sis …” I nodded as I checked out her beautiful trimmed pussy, long legs and perky breasts with erect nipples.

“I am now your slut Patrick, use me as you want … I hope you will soon provide me with a very swollen belly like mom’s and if you are pleased  with me … to continue to pump baby juice into me till I can no longer have any children…” she intoned very seductively as she widened her stance into a lovely sensual spread.

“Can you suck cock Candice …” asked Grandma.

“Yes, not well – but I am eager to please my brother… maybe he’ll let me practice a lot.” She blushed again sweetly and seductively speaking.

“Well – lets see what you can do … give him one now so we can give pointers.” Chirped grandma.

I lost count after eighteen times that Sis persisted – each one resulting in her retching into the towel but she was now ¾ of my 11-inch shaft working hard as my balls began to ache. “Feel his cock twitching … he needs to cum! Swallow his cock so he can spill his cum in your throat.” urged Grandma as she sat back fingering her cunt as the other hand played with her clit.

Candice looked up at me with tearful eyes as she moaned and worked on my cock, her hand pumping me rhythmically for she knew I was very close, she winked at me turning her attention back to what she was doing and deep throated my entire length as she squeezed the bottom of my shaft which caused my explosive cum splattering her throat which unfortunately the next blast caught her tonsils as she had pulled back, between gagging and trying to puke I covered her face, upper chest and hair with many more blasts of stringy cum.

Candice stood with her legs slightly spread and on an impulse I reached forward to cup her cunt. I was right she was immensely slick with wetness and gave her a wink letting go of her; she sat back down on the love seat. She caught mom’s glance at her groin and quickly opened her legs into a nice spread that brought a smile to mom’s face.

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Later that night mom whispered in my ear, “Take your sister to our bed – fuck her all night; we want to hear her scream in passion as you plan your seed repeatedly in her belly – do it good now son.”

Grandma brought my sister to the bedroom naked and right to the bed, folding back the sheets she patted her backside to urged her under the sheets,  “Surrender and enjoy girl” whispered Grandma.

Sis lay there like a scared virgin, I cuddled her as her arms folded around me with tenderness whispering, “I’m yours – do what you want to me … I just want to please you …”

We didn’t talk. I suckled her erect perky tits with hunger; I nibbled, bit and tongued her as I manipulated her swollen globs. She responded to my touch and was soon panting with desire. I roughly played with her furry muff waiting for her to start getting creamy, when she did I knelt between her spread legs leaning in to inhale her. I began to eat her cunt with wild passion suckling and nibbling her outer and inner lips, soon tugging as I worked my way to her clit which had now popped out from under its hood to peek at me, it was small rose bud which I intended to devour. I suckled, bite, tugged and nibbled till she was breathing heavier, her legs trembling as they flew about; one minute feet firmly planted on the sheets the next in the air … her passion was becoming intense, her moans became a whimpering cry that grew into she-ban screams. She was slick with flowing nectar her lips swelling as she entered her orgasm that shook her body and rolled into waves of orgasms as my tongue flicked in and out of my sweet sisters cunt; Mom had hinted strongly that she was not a virgin which somehow excited me. I licked and tongued her now gushing twat. My cock was throbbing uncontrollably. I needed my sister more than ever.

I climbed slowly between her heaving hips, looking into her eyes (she nodded as she mouthed TAKE ME … please). My hand slowly opening her engorged pussy I pressed my cock against her slick opening and sank in at least half way (she was creamy and tight) She screamed slipping into an intense orgasm “EEEEEEEE ouuuuuuu Son of a ummmmmmmm” that left me to slowly push deeper and begin to pump into my sister.

Her hips were pushing up as I drove down into her forcing her spread wider; I succeeded, my full 11-inches was buried in her pulsating twat that held me intensely tight; tighter than Mom or Grandma.

Sis between her rampant panting asked hotly, “Do I feel good … (I nodded yes and kissed her lips for she was incredible hot beneath me) … good enough to make pregnant with your baby … (again I nodded as I kissed her passionately, my tongue chasing hers and dipping into her throat)  … I haven’t taken any birth control pills in months … I’m very fertile right now!”

We fucked, her mouth spoke dirty incestuous words driving me wild. She screamed very loudly for mom and grandma as we did every position you could think of  in our attempt to make her pregnant.

Her screams intensified as my cock worked its way into her uterus – after my 5^th straight full cum I collapsed in exhaustion. She whispered in my ear “I pretty sure little brother that my belly will be swollen before long…” She kissed me and we fell asleep.

I woke to a pleasing sensation of my sister socking my cock which had probably been going on for some time, she noticed I was awake, stopping long enough to whisper, “Ready …” as she crawled up shifting slightly to guide me into her soaked creamy cunt. “Ok little brother …” she rode me hard, her screams drew mom and grandma into the room as she shivered with multiple orgasms coating my cock with burning hot pussy cream.

What started with a rose massage, led me to impregnate mom 3 times and my sister is due in 2-weeks with our 3^rd child and grandma can still suck cock the best of them all at age 78. We live very well in a northern mountainous state and I’m pleased to say that my sister was chosen to deflower my first son on his 12^th birthday in 4 months.

If you enjoyed this real story I’d be pleased to hear it opbone11@yahoo.ca.