My father left when I was young, too young to remember him. My mother was pregnant with my sister at the time, and to the best of my knowledge, he doesn't even know that she exists.
My mother worked hard all our lives to try to make our situation as easy as possible. She kept a decent job, and spent most of her free time taking care of my sister and me. She rarely dated, at least that I know of, and except for the occasional "night out" with some of her friends from work, barely had a social life. It's not that she didn't have opportunities, I'm sure. She's 43, and looks very good for a woman her age. I wish she had taken more time to enjoy herself.
Despite all my mother's efforts to be a good mom, my sister Jamie turned out to be a rebellious pain in the ass. She's 19 now, but from the time she was 17, she was impossible to even talk to, much less get along with. Both my mother and I have just about given up on trying to reason with her. I don't think I've spoken more than two words to her in the past year. She doesn't spend much time at home anymore, and neither my mother nor I have any idea what she's up to, but I'm sure it's not good.
My mother has been taking it hard for the past year, and blames herself for the way my sister turned out. She says she's afraid that Jamie will turn out like her, or worse. I used to try to reason with Jamie, to help mom, but it was just useless.
It was about eight O' clock on a Friday night. I was home alone, which has become a regular occurrence over the past few months. I was in the basement working out when my mom stumbled in. It was obvious that she had been drinking, something that was also becoming a regular event. I tried not to get on her about it, but it has gotten worse over the past few months. The week before, I actually had to carry her up to her room and put her to bed. I knew why it was happening, but it didn't make it any better. Suddenly, it was as if I was the adult, caring for two troubled teen girls.
She wasn't as bad as she'd been in the past, but she was pretty lit up. She stumbled her way down the steps, and slipped on the last step. She landed on her ass, and acted as if she meant to sit there. She giggled hysterically as she held on to the walls on either side of her.
"Sounds like you had a few too many mom…"
She looked up at me as if she just realized I was in the room. She watched as I pushed the weight into the air and rested the bar back on the rest. and sat up to face her. She had a very strange look about her, almost as if she was checking me out. I knew she wasn't, but it was still weird.
"I, uh…I had a few. I'm okay though."
Her eyes seemed to stay glued to my bare chest as she spoke.
"You really should…"
"WOW!…I never noticed what good shape you got yourself into…" She slurred.
"Oh…uh, thanks. You know mom…"
"You shouldn't walk around like that you know. There are women in the house!"
She started laughing, her head falling almost into her lap.
"Maybe you should go to bed ma."
She looked up at me again. "Nah, I'm not tired yet, and it's early…It's Friday night! Live a little Justin! How come you're not out with a nice girl? I'm sure you would have no trouble finding one!"
"Somebody's got to be here to make sure you get home okay."
"Hey! Who's the parent here?"
I just looked at her.
"You don't have to worry about your mother young man, I'm fine!"
"Whatever you say mom."
"I have an idea! Since it's early, why don't you have a drink with your mother?"
"No thanks ma, I'm okay, and I think you've had enough!"
She laughed again.
"Shhh…Listen to you! C'mon! Just have one drink with me…It'll be fun!"
"Fine…One drink. Let me get a shirt…"
"Don't bother! It's just us! It's not like anything I haven't seen before; I'm your mother! Just help me up and we'll get that drink."
She held her hands out towards me and smiled. I pulled her to her feet, and she stumbled forward, pressing her hands against my chest and giggling again.
"You go upstairs and sit down, I'll pour the drinks."
She looked at me like she was a little girl at Disney world for the first time, and stumbled up the stairs. I followed her closely up the stairs. She stopped at the top stair, bending over completely, with her ass in my face.
"These shoes are killing me." She giggled as she undid the straps on her shoes and kicked them off.
"Much better" She purred as she got to the top of the steps and headed into the living room. I just shook my head and smiled at the way she was acting. If she were sober, she'd be mortified by her behavior. I've never seen my mother act like this, like a carefree teenager, completely naive to the way she was acting. It was actually somewhat amusing.
I headed towards the kitchen, poured us each a glass of scotch, and brought them to the living room, where my mother was sitting on the couch. She looked as if she was going to pass out at any moment. Her head rested on the back of the couch, arms spread wide on either side of her, with her knees pressed tightly together and feet apart. I handed her a glass as I sat next to her. She looked at me as though she was briefly puzzled, but then reached for the glass with both hands, as if I was handing her plutonium.
"Cheers!" She held up her glass, then promptly gulped a large amount. I took a slow sip, watching her intently. As much as I hated what my mom was doing to herself, I was rather enjoying the moment.
"Slow down mom, you gotta make that one last."
"Mmm…Yea…sorry, I was just…that's good. So…what's going on with you these days?"
"Nothing much. Where'd you go tonight?"
"Noplashe…Just out with the girls." She laughed again. "No place" She corrected herself.
She took another gulp and emptied her glass. She held it to her lips for a second, trying to get every last drop, and then slammed it on the table. She flopped back on the couch, letting her head fall on my chest.
"You okay mom?"
"Shaa! Fine! Why?"
"You seem a little…drunk!"
"Nah! I'm okay."
There was a long pause, and I sipped my drink again.
"I'm sorry Justin."
"Sorry for what?"
"This…Me…Jamie…"
"Don't be sorry for anything mom. You are a great mom and Jamie…well…"
"It's my fault! Your sister is out doing God knows what…or who…and I'm here, like this…"
"It's okay mom, it's not your fault."
She lifted her head and looked directly at me. "Damn right it's not my fault! I didn't make her like…I mean, look at you right? You're…I did good right?"
"You did great mom."
She let her head fall back on my chest.
"You're all sweaty."
"I know, but you wouldn't let me put my shirt on." She giggled again, and lifted her head, reaching for her glass, almost falling off the couch.
"How 'bout another?"
"I don't think so mom."
"Pleeeaase…"
She curled her lip, and I laughed. "Here finish this, then it's off to bed!"
I handed her my glass and she smiled. She gulped the last of my scotch and fell back on the couch.
"Just leave me here, I'll be okay."
"Don't be silly mom. C'mon, let's go to bed."
I stood up and pulled her off the couch, walking her up to her bedroom. She sat on the bed while I pulled the covers down.
"C'mon, get in."
She stood up again, and started to unbutton her dress.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"Getting ready for bed, since my son won't let me play anymore." She laughed again, and let the skirt fall to the floor, pooling around her feet. She stepped out of it and tried to kick it aside, almost falling as she worked on her blouse buttons.
"Damn things!" She pulled the blouse open, causing buttons to fly all over the room. I watched my mom as she stood there in her panties and bra, and I couldn't help but admire her body. I felt awful doing it, but I couldn't take my eyes off her. Neither one of us spoke as I admired the sexy, black lingerie she was sporting, and how great she looked in it. I never would have guessed her to wear anything like that, but she looked great. Not like a woman in her forties with two kids. I know she worked out all the time, but I had no idea what great shape she was in.
I never noticed how truly sexy she was before either, probably because she is my mother. It was almost like slow motion as she reached back and pulled the clip from her hair, letting her long dark curls fall on her shoulders. She was completely oblivious to the fact that I was "checking her out" – Thank God. I was lost in my trance, when all of a sudden I realized that she was unhooking her bra. I snapped out of it and tried to speak, but it was too late. The bra fell to the floor, and her perfect tits bounced free right in front of me. They did not look like the tits of a 43 year-old woman. They were perfect. Probably about a d-cup, with small, but perfect dark brown nipples. I can't believe I never noticed how big they were, and not a bit of sag whatsoever. Again, it's probably because she is my mother.
"MOM! What are you doing?"
"Shhh…Oh please! What's the big deal? I'm sure it's nothing you haven't seen before." She laughed again.
"But you're my mother, I shouldn't see that!"
"Oh so it's okay for you, but not for me?" Pointing out the fact that all I was wearing was a pair of shorts.
"Yes! I'm a guy!"
"Well…It's my house!"
She stepped next to me and put her hand on my shoulder, leaning on me as she pulled her underwear down with the other hand.
"You're a big boy now, it's not a big deal. Besides, I'm your mother."
"I know!"
She continued to wiggle herself out of her panties as I held her up, until they finally slid down and she stepped out of them, falling almost on top of me. Her one hand draped around my neck, and the other grabbed tightly around my cock through my shorts. I wasn't totally convinced that it was an accident, and she acted as if it didn't happen at all. She pulled herself up again, almost pulling my shorts down completely. It was at that moment that I realized I was at half-mast. She quickly let go, and didn't say anything as she made her way back to the bed. I felt completely guilty that my mother was making my dick hard, but I couldn't help it.
She fell back on the bed, not bothering with the covers. She looked at me and smiled, as I watched her lying there completely naked. Her look was one I've never seen before, at least from her.
"Okay, well…goodnight mom…"
"Aren't you going to kiss your mother goodnight?"
I stood there, completely still, my heart beating in my chest. "What the hell was happening here?" I stepped forward and leaned down, kissing her on the cheek. I felt my chest brush hers, and my cock jumped. She smiled and rolled away from me, her bare ass brushing against my now fully stiff cock as she turned.
"Goodnight Justin."
I hurried out of her room and into mine, completely disheveled by what just happened. "Was my mom coming on to me just now?" And worse, did I want her to?
I slipped off my shorts and my cock sprang free, fully hard and leaking. It ached to be relieved. I lay down on my bed, but I was just too fucked up by what went on to do anything about it. I wouldn't let myself do it, thinking that if I did, I would cross that line that there was no way I could come back from. I just kept telling myself that she was drunk, and it was all accidental. "She's your mother! There is no way she wants to fuck you!" I felt I was completely ridiculous for even thinking it.
It was about an hour or so later. My cock was still throbbing, and I was still refusing to do anything about it, and still not asleep, when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw my door slowly opening. I thought at first I was imagining it, until I saw my mother's silhouette staggering through my door. I didn't know what to do, so I pretended to be asleep. I watched through slit eyes as she got closer to me, realizing that she was still naked, and for that matter, so was I. I was also still fully aroused. I told myself that she just couldn't sleep, and was coming in to see if I was still awake. She got closer, and my heart was beating furiously. I didn't know what to expect, and the anticipation was killing me.
Finally she stopped right next to my bed, and knelt on the floor next to me.
"Justin?"
She whispered, and I didn't answer, still pretending to be asleep. Her head moved from side to side as if she was looking at me from head to toe. I felt completely exposed, and wished that I could have at least been under the covers. She whispered again.
"Justin? Are you awake?"
Again, I didn't answer. It seemed like forever passed as I waited for her to stand up and leave. I could hear her breathing. It seemed very laborious and unsteady. My eyes were almost completely closed now, and I could just barely make out my mother's face. I fought the urge to open them further for fear she would know I wasn't asleep. I could smell her perfume, mixed with the musky smell of perspiration and scotch.
I heard her take a deep breath, and then I felt it. The palm of her open hand rested gently on the underside of my throbbing cock, causing it to jump at her touch. She quickly pulled away. I almost jumped out of the bed right there, but fear of facing the situation kept me glued to where I was. My stomach jumped as I felt her warm, soft skin once again rest itself on the underside of my cock. I could feel my dick pulsing against her hand as she held it motionless. Finally, she slowly slid her open hand up and down my shaft, and back up again to the head, rubbing small circles against the smooth skin. I breathed deeply, and saw her head turn to look at my face again. When I didn't move, she turned her attention back to my dick.
Finally, I felt her fingers wrap softly around it and she gently guided her fist up and down my shaft. Her warm hands and loving touch felt amazing, and I had to face the inevitable: I wanted this to happen. I gently flexed my cock to subtly let her know that it was okay to continue. I felt a drop of pre-cum push it's way out of my head. She reached out with the other hand and I felt her fingers gently spread the sticky fluid around my head, while the other continued to massage my shaft. It felt incredible, but I continued to pretend that I was asleep.
After several minutes, my entire cock was covered in my own juice, and mom, getting more confident that I was completely unaware of her presence, was now steadily moving her hand up and down my cock. She took back her other hand, and brought it briefly to her lips before I watched it disappear below the bed. I could tell as her breathing increased that she was most likely playing with herself.
Slowly, but steadily she increased her pace on my dick, and was now tugging firmly. She was also working more intently on herself, as I could feel her weight shifting as she rotated her hips. Her breathing and mine was becoming heavier, and from time to time, a light whispering moan would escape her lips.
I sensed that she was getting close to cumming, as was I, so I decided that it was now or never. We were both too far along to stop now, so I decided to go for broke. I breathed in deeply, and whispered.
"Oh mom…Don't stop…"
She did exactly the opposite, stopping dead in her tracks. I opened my eyes, and we looked directly at each other. She pulled her hand away from me as if she touched a hot stove.
"Justin…I…"
"It's okay mom. Please, don't stop."
"No Justin…I…we…can't…"
"Mom, please…"
"I've had too much to drink. I don't know why…What's wrong with me…I just…Oh God, I couldn't help myself, it's been so long…"
I sat up, and she moved back and stood up, stumbled, and fell forward, bracing herself on the edge of my bed. I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me.
"It's okay mom, I understand. You shouldn't feel bad. I want this too."
"No, we can't…I was wrong…so wrong, I'm your mother…"
"I know mom." I grabbed her face and lifted her head so our eyes met again. "It's okay mom, it's just the two of us here. No one will have to know, and it doesn't ever have to happen again if you don't want it to, but we shouldn't stop now. We both want this, and we shouldn't stop ourselves. Mom, we may regret stopping what we have started."
She looked at me with that naïve look again. "You're just saying this because you're excited. You're not thinking…"
"No I'm not. I'm saying this because I want this. I want you…You are so beautiful, and I love you. I know you want this too, and for once, I can give you something that you want. Please mom…"
She smiled at me, and looked at me again from head to toe, stopping as her eyes met my throbbing cock.
"I think you're just trying to take advantage of me…"
"Hey, you came in here."
She pulled her hands from mine, and sat up straight on her knees, pressing her stomach on the edge of my bed. My eyes moved to her breasts rising and falling just inches from my face as she breathed. She rubbed her hands on my body, over my arms to my neck, down to my chest and stomach. We were both silent for several minutes.
"I suppose the damage has been done." She looked up at me. "But no one can ever know."
"I would never say anything mom."
"And we can't do anything else…understood?"
I nodded.
She smiled again, moving her hand down and lightly grasping my cock.
"Do you want mommy to take care of this for you?"
"Yes."
"It's so nice. So big and smooth. What do you want mommy to do?"
I grabbed her arms and pulled her towards me, moving over as she slid on top of the bed next to me. She rolled towards me, and put her hand on my chest, nudging me to lay back. She laid her head on my shoulder and let her hands continue to explore my body. Her hands gently slid across my chest and stomach, as we inched towards each other as close as we could. Her skin was warm, and felt smooth and comforting next to mine. Her breasts pressed heavily against my chest.
"So strong…"
I breathed heavily as her hand slowly made it's way back to my cock.
"Just relax, and let mommy take care of this for you." She giggled again as her fingers wrapped around my cock and slid up and down my shaft.
"Oh yes…Oh mom…"
"Does that feel good?"
"Yes mom…"
"Mmm…Mommy knows what you like."
She was really getting into the mommy role as she pumped my cock.
"I want you to cum for me Justin. Cum on mommy while she plays with your cock…"
Her dirty talk and her expert hand job was bringing me close to orgasm. I wanted it to last. Her head was still on my chest, and I could hear her whispering sighs as she encouraged me further.
"Tell mommy how it feels…"
"Oh mom, it feels so fuckin' good. I love you mom."
"Are you gonna cum for mommy?"
"Yes, I'm gonna cum…"
"That's it, cum for mommy. Cum on me baby, I want to feel it…"
I rolled towards her, getting ready to shoot my load just as she asked. She pulled her leg up, showing me her pussy, and I couldn't resist. I reached down and pressed my fingers against her soft, wet pussy. Her body jerked towards mine.
"Oh yes, that's it, play with mommy's pussy baby. Mommy needs to cum too."
I needed no further encouragement. I started to rub her stiffening clit with my thumb as I slid two fingers deep inside of her.
"Oh baby yes! That feels so good!"
We lay close to each other, our bodies grinding, and our arms moving quickly as we brought each other off. We were both getting close. I wanted us to cum at the same time, and concentrated on getting my mother off. She must have thought the same thing.
"Oh yes baby, cum with me, cum with mommy. I'm cumming…"
I couldn't resist as I took one of her little nipples into my mouth and rolled my tongue around it, It was harder and stiffer than any other I have known, and immediately triggered her orgasm."Oh yes baby…suck mommy's titties! Oh I'm cumming baby…"
Her body tensed up, and she let out a long hard breath, just as my cock exploded. She continued to pump my spurting cock as she came, and I covered us both with wads of my cum.
"Yes baby, that's it, cum for mommy…Oh God!"
"Oh Mom…Oh yes!"
As our orgasms subsided, we slowed our manipulations. We didn't speak for a few minutes while we basked in the sensations of each other's bodies. I could feel her body shaking as she ran her hand up and down my cum - coated softening dick. Her other hand ran along her stomach and legs, collecting gobs of my semen and rubbing them into her skin, or enjoying the texture between her fingers. She really seemed to enjoy my cum.
I slowly withdrew my fingers from her quivering pussy, and she sighed, wiggling her body closer to mine, then draping herself over me. I wrapped my arms around her, enjoying the feel of her body pressed against mine, resting tenderly in my arms. I wanted to stay that way forever. Suddenly she pulled herself away, getting up and quickly leaving my room. I was too tired to chase after her, and I soon fell asleep.
The next day, I woke up to an empty house. Nothing unusual on Saturday morning. I took a shower and went to work. All day long, I couldn't get my mother out of my head. When I got home, she was making dinner. There were three places set at the table.
I approached her cautiously. I had realized at that moment that we hadn't given any thought as to how we would react to each other "the morning after." I wanted to press myself against her, and hold her. She looked sexy, sexier than usual. I couldn't decide if it was something she had done, or just the way I was seeing her now. She had on tight jeans and a tank top, not unusual attire for a Saturday. Mom was always very "hip" in the way that she dressed, and she definitely pulled it off. It wasn't uncommon for her to wear my sister's clothes from time to time.
"Hi!" I said boldly as I entered the kitchen. She turned and smiled at me as though nothing was different. I played along.
I looked again at the third place setting. She always set the table for three of us, even though it was unlikely that Jamie would come home.
"Is she here tonight?"
Mom shrugged her shoulders. I knew that question would upset her a little, because as much as she wanted her to be here, she most likely wouldn't be. For the first time, I actually hoped that she wouldn't be. I sat down, trying to figure out what my mother was thinking. I wondered if I should say anything, but I decided not to. I figured I'd put the ball in her court, and let her decide where we were going with this. Suddenly she turned and walked towards me, and kissed me on the cheek.
"I made your favorite, steaks are out on the grill." She gave me a playful smile and headed out the grill.
"Well that was a good sign" I thought.
Mom and I sat and ate, and surprisingly, things seemed very normal. Even better than normal actually. Mom seemed to be in a pretty good mood, despite the fact that my sister, once again, was not there. We talked about stupid things like work, almost as if the night before never happened.
"So, do you have any plans tonight?" Mom asked. She didn't seem to be eluding to anything in particular, although it may have been in my mind, but It sounded like there was a trace of anxiety in her voice. There was a brief hesitation, and we both smiled.
"Uh, no…not really. You?"
"Not really."
It seemed as though we were pretending to be "normal" as if for someone else's benefit, but then we both realized that we were alone, and it wasn't necessary.
"Maybe while I clean up, you can go get a movie, that is if you don't mind spending some time with your mother."
We both smiled again, still skirting the issue.
"Yea, sure mom."
"Good. But get something good, not one of those bloody explosion movies."
"Okay."
I was a little disappointed when we sat down to watch the movie, mom sat in the easy chair rather than next to me on the couch. I figured that what had happened was a one-time thing, and that it probably wouldn't happen again. This was probably just an adjustment period so we could move past it.
As we sat and watched the movie, I contemplated making a move, and wondered if she was thinking the same thing. I even thought about pouring some drinks, but I decided against it. If it was going to happen, I wanted it to happen without that. I wondered if the same things were running through her mind, and laughed to myself at the situation if it was. Both of us there, wanting what we had last night, but both afraid to make a move out of fear of having to face the situation. I also thought that if she wanted an answer, all she had to do was look at me, and she would know what I was thinking. When I looked at her, she didn't seem to have a bit of conflict. She seemed perfectly content with the crap movie, that I rented, in which I had no idea what was going on. That must be it. How could she keep her mind on this movie when there was such obvious tension? I guess for her, there wasn't any, and it was all me.
I knew there wasn't much time left, and that It was now or never. Either I spoke up and put my cards on the table, or I let it go. At least with the first option, there was a chance of something happening. Just as I had made up my mind, and got ready to speak up, my sister came home.
She pushed the door open, and mom and I both jumped, as if we were caught doing something we shouldn't have been doing. We quickly looked at each other, and it became obvious that we were both thinking the same thing. Well, we could have been doing something. At least I knew that the thought had not completely left her head.
Jamie looked at us with expectation. When neither one of us got up, or even acknowledged the fact that she was there, she scoffed at us both and hurried up to her room, closing the door. Mom and I looked at each other again, and I could see the hurt in her eyes. I just shrugged my shoulders. I wished at that moment, more than any other, that I could have done something.
It was at that point that we both seemed to realize that the movie was over. I got up and popped the DVD out of the machine.
"Did you like it?"
"HUH?"
My mom jumped.
"The movie, did you like it?"
"Oh…yea, it was good."
Her eyes drifted towards the stairs.
"Do you think she's in for the night?"
"I don't know. She looked pretty spent to me."
We were both silent while I put the movie back in the case.
"Do you want me to go talk to her?"
"No. I don't want any problems tonight. I just…I don't know."
"I will if you want."
She smiled at me again. "I know you will, but It won't do anyone any good. Just leave it be."
"Whatever you want mom."
She smiled again. "Well, it's pretty late for me, and I'm kind of tired. Goodnight sweetie."
"Goodnight mom."
She kissed me on the cheek.
"Don't stay up too late."
"Okay."
I found myself sitting alone in my room. I couldn't think of anything else but mom. I stripped off my clothes and laid on my bed, absent mindedly stroking my hard-on, wishing that my door would open up again, like the night before. After several hours, it became obvious that it wasn't going to happen. I was now completely aroused. I thought that maybe I should just forget that it ever happened and jerk-off. At least I had something to think about, and that would never change. It was obvious to me now that it would most likely not happen again.
I started stroking my meat for all it was worth when it hit me - there was only one way to find out. I climbed out of bed and opened the door. There wasn't a peep coming from Jamie's room. She was probably passed out from who knows how many days of non-stop partying. An earthquake wouldn't wake her up. I crept slowly to my mother's room. She was in bed, with her back to me.
I took a deep breath and slipped into the room, and into my mom's bed. I nuzzled up behind her, pressing my hard cock against her ass, and draping my arm over her. To my pleasant surprise, she was already naked. As soon as my arm went around her, I felt her grab my wrist with both hands. She was awake! My heart leapt at what would happen next. I prepared for the worst.
"What are you doing?" She whispered.
"I couldn't sleep, so I came in here."
She rolled over to face me, keeping herself in my arms. She didn't look mad.
"Justin, we can't do this."
"Do what?"
"Honey listen to me. Last night, well last night was…should have never happened. I'm not sorry that it did, but it can't happen again. We shouldn't be doing those things."
"So you don't want to do anything."
"I didn't say I don't want to, but we can't. It's not right. It shouldn't have happened, but with everything, and I had a lot to drink…"
"Mom, just tell me that you don't want this as much as I do, and I'll go back to my room. But I couldn't sit there not knowing anything."
"Justin it's not that simple. I love you very much, but you're my son, and mother's shouldn't do those things with their children."
"I know that, but it did happen, and everything is okay right?"
She smiled at me.
"Justin, this just isn't right. I came to you last night because, well I shouldn't have, but I was… curious. There was a part of me that wanted something, some kind of connection with at least one of my children, but it was wrong. It was the wrong thing to do."
"But it was more than that. Maybe not at first, but it was more. You liked it too right?"
"Yes…yes I did, but It was…it's just because…well it's been so long, and I got caught up in the moment, and it was you…For the first time in so long I felt…wanted…needed…and I…"
"Mom, it's okay, I know. But it doesn't have to end with last night. Why can't I help you? Why can't I make you feel like that all the time? I want to. I need you mom. I love you, and I want you to know that you are wanted and feel that you are needed. I want you to know that you are sexy, and I love you. We don't have to be like that all the time, but sometimes. What's wrong with that?"
She paused and let out a long sigh.
"I don't know Justin."
"So? Let me love you mom. Let me make you feel that way."
"What about your sister?"
"She won't know a thing. She's passed out."
She was coming around. I started to move my hands around her skin, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin. I could tell that she was enjoying my touch. She snuggled close to me, and I could feel my cock pressed between our stomachs.
She took a deep breath, put her arm around my neck and rested her head on my chest. I loved the feel of her in my arms. It felt as though I was protecting her, keeping her safe from everything, and the only thing that mattered was her and I.
"We have to be careful. No one can know about this…ever."
"Of course not mom."
"And, we have to respect each other. This can't change our relationship. I'm still your mother, and if either one of us wants to stop this, we stop, no matter what."
"Do you want to stop?"
"I didn't say that. I…"
"Then let's not worry. I love you mom."
"I love you too Justin."
She rolled me on my back, and draped herself over my body. She nuzzled her face in my neck while she stroked my hair with one hand while the other roamed freely over my chest and stomach. My cock was throbbing at full attention. I loved the feel of her body on mine, but I ached to be touched. She was rubbing her foot on mine, her leg rubbing on top of mine, and her warm pussy pressed tightly against my thigh. My cock was dripping, waiting to be touched, but I didn't push the issue. She seemed content just being close, and the anticipation of waiting was making it all that much more exciting.
We stayed still for a while, gently caressing each other's skin, and just enjoying the feel of our warm bodies twisted together, and pressing against each other. From time to time she would grind her pussy into my thigh, and then back off, increasing the sexual tension. Her lips occasionally kissing my neck, while she let her hand drift dangerously close to my waiting cock, without touching me.
"This is nice" She purred.
"It's been so long since a man has held me like this."
I smiled and kissed her head. I tried not to be selfish, and tried to focus my attention away from my aching cock. Our bodies were hot, and coated with perspiration, and our breath was deep and long. We were working ourselves up just by being close. My cock was tenting the comforter, throbbing involuntarily, and dripping steadily. All she would have had to do at this point was touch it, and I'm sure I would have just exploded.
"It sure is warm in here" She whispered.
"Uh-huh."
"Thank you Justin."
"For what?"
"For this. You make me feel…"
I squeezed her tightly and she purred. She moved her lips to my ear and whispered.
"What do you want mommy to do?"
"I want to make you cum."
She pressed her pussy firmly into my leg, letting me feel her heat and wetness as she ground it against me. She breathed in sharply.
"What do you want to do to me?" Her hand glided down my belly, and wrapped lightly around the head of my dick. She slowly brought it down my length, sliding easily from all the pre-cum that had been dripping from me. I breathed a sigh of relief, and my hips rose to meet her pumping fist.
"Looks like you're almost there already."
"Sorry. It's just…"
"Shhh…I'm glad that I have that effect on you. Still, this won't do. Mommy will have to do something about this."
She threw the covers back, revealing our nakedness and sat up, positioning herself on my legs. I could feel the heat of her pussy on my balls. She used both hands to caress my cock, like she was sculpting a clay pot. It felt amazing. She leaned forward, pressing my cock against her flat belly, and her tits on my chest.
"Just let mommy take care of it."
I grabbed her tits with both hands, taking one, then the other of her perfect nipples in my mouth. She moaned lightly, briefly allowing me to taste her tits. Then, without warning, she pulled away from me and slid her body down mine, until her tits were resting on my cock. She gave me a wicked smile, and grabbed my cock, rubbing my leaking head on each one of her hard nipples, getting them nice and sticky with my juice. It felt incredible, and just as I thought I was going to cum, she sat up on her knees, hovering her pussy over my cock.. She gently rubbed and pinched both of her nipples, rubbing my juice into her skin. She took a long time, putting on a show for me, playing with her nipples and pussy. From time to time, she would get more fluid from my cock and rub it in to her nipples, or on her pussy, or smearing it on her lips and licking her fingers clean.
It was amazing watching my mother being so dirty. Finally, she lowered herself back down again, pushing her ass back, and setting her lips just above my dick. Her hair tickled my stomach and legs as she flipped it back to let me watch as she engulfed my cock with her mouth. It was heaven as her soft mouth and tongue slid up and down my shaft. No one ever sucked my cock like that before. I moaned loudly and thrust my cock further into her mouth. She grabbed the base of my cock with her hand, tickling my balls with her finger tips. It was obvious that she was enjoying the taste of my cock. She took her time, letting her lips and tongue explore every bit of it. I was on the verge of cumming when she pulled her mouth off, and let her hand run up and down my saliva coated shaft.
"Do you like it when mommy does that? Does it feel good when mommy sucks your cock?"
"Yes."
"Do you want mommy to stop?"
"No mommy, please don't stop."
"Do you want mommy to make you cum?"
"Yes…"
She licked the underside of my cock like an ice cream cone.
"Do you want to cum in mommy's mouth?"
"Yes…Mom, please…don't stop!"
"Are you ready to cum for mommy? I want to taste you. I want you to cum in mommy's mouth…"
"Yes mom…please…"
She lowered her mouth back on my cock, and pumped her face up and down, working hard to make me cum. It didn't take long, and soon I was pumping my cum in her throat. She kept just the head of my cock in her mouth as I came, and milked the shaft with her hand. I could hear her swallow every last drop, as she moaned in approval. Finally, when she had pumped me dry, she let my cock slip from her lips, and crawled back on top of me.
"Mmm." She purred contently as she nuzzled herself back on top of me. I waited for a few seconds, and then I ran my hands down her back to her ass. I kneaded her tight ass with my fingers, and then I rolled her over so I was on top of her.
"It's mommy's turn now…"
Again, I grabbed her tits and gave them a good tongue bath. I could taste the salty mixture of my juice mixed in with her sweat as I tongued her small brown nipples. Her tits were so perfect I could have spent hours just licking them, but something more awaited. I lowered myself further, kissing her stomach all the way down until I reached her mound. She kept a neat little patch above her pussy. I could smell her excitement. Her lips were red and puffy, and as I pulled them apart with my fingers, I could see her clitoris poking shyly from it's hood. It was red and stiff, and pretty large. I could see some creamy white fluid spilling from her hole, and quickly lapped at it with my tongue. I felt her body stiffen, and heard her moan the second I touched her with my tongue.
I took my time, licking and sucking on her plump lips, occasionally poking my tongue as far as it could go inside her, and tracing circles around her throbbing clit. She started to move her hips, trying to direct me to it, but I enjoyed teasing her. Finally, when I thought she couldn't take it anymore, I flicked it with my tongue, pressing on it firmly. She squealed, and her body shook.
"Yes…that's it baby…there…lick mommy there."
I ran my tongue in circles around it, and then up and down her slit, making sure she was coated with my saliva. I then turned my attention to her pink little ass, poking it with the tip of my tongue. Her body tensed up, and she moaned loudly, a sure indication that she liked it. I pressed my thumb on her clit and rubbed it gently while I tongued her ass. In no time, her hips were bouncing off the bed, and she was moaning steadily. After a few minutes of assaulting her ass hole with my tongue, she was getting close, so I turned my attention back to her clit. I wrapped both my lips around it, sucking gently and massaging it with the tip of my tongue. I quickly slid two fingers inside her pussy, and the tip of another into her slippery ass and pumped them slowly back and forth. In no time, she was cumming. I felt her muscles gripping my fingers as she moaned and ground her pussy in my face.
"Oh Fuck Baby! Mommy's cumming! Yes! Make mommy cuuu…"
Her voice trailed off to a silent gurgle, and her body shook violently as she came once, then again back to back. I had never seen a woman have multiple orgasms before. I continued to lick her clit and finger her pussy and ass until her orgasms subsided, and I felt her hands tugging my hair. She pulled me back up to her and for the first time, kissed my lips. Her tongue penetrated my mouth as she pulled me on top of her. She moaned contently as she tasted herself on my lips.
"Oh God, that was amazing, better than I ever imagined."
She pushed my head down to her neck and wrapped her arms around me as she caught her breath. I fell to her side, and let my hands roam her beautiful body. My dick was hard again and pressing firmly against her leg. Her hand stroked my hair as I continued kissing her neck and lips.
"Did you like eating mommy's pussy?" She whispered.
"Yes."
"How many times have you done that before?"For some reason, it seemed very strange for my mother to be asking me about my other sexual experiences at that moment. We had never really talked about sex before, and talking about it actually seemed stranger than doing it.
"Just once or twice."
"No one's ever done that to me before."
"Really?"
She let out a small chuckle. "I've only been with one other person before, and your father would never do it."
"You mean, I'm the first person to ever eat your pussy?"
She nodded her head.
"Well, I can do it anytime you want."
"Mmm…Good, because it was amazing."
I was actually shocked. I know she didn't really date, but I just assumed that she had more experience. I guess I never really thought about it in detail, but it made a lot of sense.
"So what else can I do mom?"
She smiled and kissed me again. A really long kiss, passionate and intense. She pulled me on top of her.
"We've played around long enough…I want this inside me."
She grabbed my rock hard dick and gave it a tug.
"It's been so long…I want to feel you inside of me. I want you to fuck mommy's pussy."
She pulled on my dick, bringing it to her pussy. I pushed towards her, and she opened her legs wide and swallowed hard as my head touched her lips. She looked up at me, as if to make sure we were both okay with what was about to happen. She stared in my eyes as she played with my cock, rubbing the head on her pussy. I pushed further until the head popped inside and stopped.
"I want this so bad. I want to fuck you so bad mom."
"Oh baby yes…I want it too. Please…put it in…fuck your mommy."
I did as she said, and slowly slid my cock into her as far as it would go, and stopped. She moaned loudly as it slowly slid into her.
"Oh yes baby…Your cock feels so good inside mommy's pussy. Please fuck me."
I wanted to savor the sensation of what was happening. Her pussy felt so warm and tight around my dick. She was pushing her hips into me, trying to get me to move. Her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open, and never before has my mother looked more beautiful or sexy. I couldn't believe this was happening. I slowly pulled back and pushed into her. She breathed heavily with each thrust. She wrapped her legs around me, digging her heels into my legs. I started thrusting faster until we were both in rhythm. She began to moan as I fucked her. I could feel her muscles squeezing my cock with every thrust.
"Oh Justin…Your cock feels so good in mommy's pussy. Better than I ever remember. It's so big…ugh…Fuck me baby. Fuck mommy good. Make me cum."
I loved her dirty talk, and it encouraged me to pick up my pace.
"Yes…that's it…fuck me baby…I want to feel your cum in my pussy…Cum inside mommy's pussy baby…oh yes…"
She threw her hips towards me, and I could tell she was ready to cum.
"I'm ready mom. I'm gonna cum inside you. I'm gonna cum in your pussy mom."
"Yes baby…I'm cumming too!"
I kissed her as I pushed into her as hard as I could.
"I'm cumming mommy…"
"Yessss…I'm cumming!"
Both our bodies went stiff as I exploded in mom's twitching pussy. We both moaned loudly as our orgasms overtook us, and then collapsed, gasping for breath.
"Oh baby…that was amazing. The best I ever had."
"Me too mom."
"I love you."
"I love you too mom."
I rolled off her as she pulled the covers back over us. We held each other close, kissing and touching as we both finally calmed down. We stayed in silence for a while and just held each other, until our eyes met and we both smiled.
"Oh Justin…what are we going to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"I can't believe what just happened. I can't believe I just fucked my own son. I guess we should move to the backwoods somewhere now."
We both laughed.
"What I really can't believe is that it was amazing. I never knew it could be so…wonderful, and loving. This is the best I've ever felt, and it's wrong."
"It's only wrong if we think it is mom."
"If only that were true."
"Well…maybe not, but who cares? I love you mom, and this is incredible. I don't care if it's wrong."
She kissed me again.
"I guess I just can't believe it. I can't believe, as good looking and…" Her eyes roamed my body "…as you are, that you would want to be here fucking your old mom."
I laughed. "You are the sexiest woman I've ever seen. There's no place I'd rather be. And besides, you're not old."
"Ha!"
"…And you're better, more passionate and…hotter than anyone I've ever been with before. If we both want to do it, and it's this good, it can't be wrong."
"Well, it's definitely wrong, but I don't care either. Promise me something…"
"Anything mom…"
"Promise that you'll always love me. Promise me that no matter what, you'll never forget this, and how good you have made me feel."
"I could never forget this."
"No matter what happens Justin, I love you. I love you as a son, and…well, I love how you make me feel. I can feel that you love me, and I absolutely know it."
"I'll always love you mom."
"Let's try not to mix that up with…with this. This is different. It's just making each other feel good…physically…just sex."
"I understand mom."
"We can't let this come between us as a mother and son…promise me…"
"We won't mom. We'll keep this separate from everything else. It's just to make each other feel good."
"I mean, I don't want you to stay here with me all the time. You should go out and get yourself a nice girl, maybe get married. Let's face it, we can't do this forever."
"I know, but we can do it for now."
"I just don't want you putting your life on hold for me. There will always be time for this, no matter what."
"You worry too much mom. Let's just enjoy it now, and worry about all that other stuff later."
"Promise me Justin. Promise me that you will live your life."
I smiled. "Well, what if I do find a nice girl…won't you be jealous?"
She laughed. "No…"
"Are you sure?"
"Sweetie, I won't be jealous because I know that no one could ever love you like I do."
"I don't think anyone could fuck me as well either!"
She slapped my bare chest, then rested her head on it. "Damn right!"
"Speaking of which…"
She looked at me, and reached down, grabbing my cock, which was once again, completely hard.
"Again?"
"What can I say mom? You do it to me."
She smiled as she caressed my cock with her delicate fingers.
"Are you trying to kill me?"
"Why?"
"I can't keep up with you! I'm almost twice your age! It's going to take everything I have just to get out of this bed in the morning after what you did to me."
"So, don't get out of bed."
"Oh I see. And what do you suggest we tell your sister?"
"She probably wouldn't even notice."
"You're probably right."
She continued to stroke my cock as it throbbed in her hands.
"So what else haven't you done mom?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if dad is the only person you've ever been with, and he was stupid enough to not want to go down on you, there must be other things that you've wanted to do. So what are they?"
She laughed and gripped my cock even harder, rubbing her thumb around my head, while the other hand stroked the shaft.
"Oh Justin…This is more than I'll ever need. We've already done more than I ever thought I'd want."
"C'mon mom. There must be something. I mean, all this time? You must have come up with something you want to do."
She shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "I don't know. I haven't really given it much thought I suppose."
"Well…what do you think about?"
"What do you mean?"
"I'm sure there were times when you got a little horny, and played with your pussy. What did you think about?"
She moved her hands faster on my cock, and started to play with my balls.
"What kind of thing is that to ask your mother?" She said with a smile. "What do you think about?"
"We're not talking about me…"
"Now we are. So what do you think about?"
"I know what I'll think about now!"
She smiled again. "I mean before."
"Uh-uh, you first."
"I'll tell you what. You tell me what you think about, then I'll tell you."
"I don't really think about anything. I have a couple of movies and pictures that I look at."
"What kind of movies? What's on them?"
"Mostly just regular stuff, and some lesbian stuff…"
"So you like that huh? You like watching two girls?"
"Sure who doesn't?"
"Good point."
"Aah, so you like that too?"
"Well I wouldn't say that, but I've thought about it, maybe once or twice. But I don't need that now that I've got this."
She gave my cock another squeeze.
"That's hot that you considered it though."
"Well, I wouldn't say considered, but the thought had crossed my mind. More so out of curiosity than anything else."
"So that's it?"
"That's it…well except for the things that you've already helped me with."
"I just want to make you happy mom. I'll do whatever you ask me to."
"Well that's good to know, but you've already made me happy."
"I know, but I want to do all the things you want to do. I don't want you to miss anything else."
"Oh sweetie! When I think of something, I'll let you know okay?"
"Okay."
"Is there something that you want mommy to do for you?"
"If I think of something, I'll let you know."
"Mmm, well there is one thing you can do…"
"What?"
"I want you to cum again for mommy. I want to feel it baby. What do you want me to do to make you cum for me?"
I sat up, and pulled her up with me, kissing her lips again. She continued jerking my cock while we kissed.
"Suck my cock while I eat your pussy again mom. I want to taste you."
"Oh Justin."
She turned around, threw her leg over my head, and stretched out so that her beautiful pussy was just inches from my face. I felt her silky lips wrap around my cock, and I wasted no time in diving into her snatch. I went right to work on her clit this time, while she sucked my cock from stem to stern. It didn't take long for us to suck each other to another glorious orgasm. It felt wonderful as we both came together. Her pussy gushing on my tongue while I pumped my jizz into her mouth, our stifled moans filling the room.
She was definitely spent after that. I may have been able to coax out another hard-on, but I was already completely satisfied. Tomorrow was another day anyway. We held each other some more. I wanted to stay with her, but she said that I shouldn't, in case Jamie came in. I didn't want to leave, and she didn't want me to go, but I knew I had to. So after some more kissing and touching, I hesitantly went back to my room.
I lay in bed, replaying everything that happened in my head. When I felt my dick wanting to get hard again, I figured I should try and get some sleep.
It was late the next morning when I finally woke up. I want downstairs, only to find my sister sitting at the table eating cereal, dressed in a man's button up shirt, underwear and socks. I didn't say anything to her as I walked past her and poured myself a cup of coffee. There was a note attached to the cabinet in mom's handwriting.
Justin & Jamie,
Went to pick up a few things and take care of something at work. Be back around 4. Jamie, will you be here for dinner?
Love mom.
I sat down at the table next to my sister and sipped my coffee. After about five minutes of complete silence, I decided to break the ice.
"Did you see mom's note?"
"Yea."
"So? Are you going to be here?"
She looked up and glared at me, as if I was out of line for asking her such a question.
"I don't know, I haven't decided yet. But if you must know, I probably will."
"What's the matter, isn't there some rave party tonight? I'm sure you could just eat there. Or better yet, do a few more drugs and you won't even be hungry."
"Fuck You Justin."
"No Fuck you, you selfish cunt!"
"What the fuck is your problem? Why don't you go get laid and mellow out!"
"No, I'll leave that up to you."
"Whatever!"
She sat back hard on the chair and dropped her spoon loudly into the bowl.
"You know, since you care so much, I'll be home for a while."
"Well that's just great! Made my fucking day! And tell me your majesty, to what do we owe the great privilege of your company. I feel so fortunate that you have decided to bestow us with your presence. Tell me, have you gone through all the men in this town that have a place to crash, or have you just run out of cash?"
"You're an asshole!"
She pushed herself away from the table and stormed off.
"And put some fuckin' clothes on!"
I sat and finished my coffee. Mom probably would have been upset If she knew what I said, so I decided to go try and make things right. I made my way up to my sister's room and knocked on the door. She didn't answer, so I let myself in. She was lying on her bed watching TV when she looked at me.
"Did you come to insult me more?"
"No. Look, I'm sorry about what I said. I didn't mean it."
"Fine."
"Jamie, what the fuck? What are you doing to yourself?"
"What do you care?"
"I care. I'm your brother. But more importantly, why do you do this to mom?"
"Do what? I'm not doing anything."
"C'mon. You don't show up for days, You're out doing God knows what. She's worried. She's been miserable, and all she wants is for you to talk to her and let her know that you still care about her a little. I mean, Would it kill you to just spend some time here?"
"First of all, What is it that you think I'm out doing?"
"I have no idea, enlighten me."
"It's not what you think. I don't do drugs, and I haven't been to a rave party in over a year."
"So where do you spend all of your time? What have you been up to?"
She let out a deep sigh.
"Not that it's any of your business, but been staying at Melissa's."
"Melissa? Melissa who lives over at the Green brook apartments?"
"Yea."
"So why wouldn't you just tell mom? If you're not doing anything wrong…"
"We've been living together."
"So?"
She looked at me as if I was the dumbest guy on earth.
"Justin, we've been living together. Like, together. She's…was my girlfriend. Justin, I'm a lesbian."
"You're kidding!"
No, I'm not. But it's over, so I'll be here for a while now. Are you happy now?"
"Actually… yes!"
She looked at me with disgust.
"But I don't get it. Why all the attitude and mystery? Why wouldn't you just tell mom?"
"Please! Tell mom what? "Don't worry mom, everything's fine, I'm just a lesbian!""
"Yea, why not? Believe me, it would probably be a relief for her to know that."
"Yea right. She'd flip!"
"I see. So your plan was to never tell her at all, and just let her keep thinking all these bad things?"
"I don't know alright? I didn't know what to do. I just couldn't tell her at first, and then everything just snowballed, and I figured I would just let her keep thinking what she wanted, and she wouldn't know what was really going on. But it doesn't matter now does it?"
"So, you thought it was better to have her think you were out partying and fucking everything in sight, than telling her that you were in love with another woman?"
"No! I mean, I didn't want her to think those things, but I guess I was just mad that she did. I mean, I didn't know why she thought that, and after a while I just thought "If that's what she wants to think, then let her think it.""
"This is just crazy. So what were you afraid she would do if you told her the truth?"
"I don't know Justin! I guess I was just…scared. She wouldn't understand."
"You'd be surprised. Why don't you give her a chance?"
"Well it doesn't matter now does it?"
"I guess not. Until you meet another girl."
"I'm not going to meet another girl."
"I thought you said you were a…"
"I don't know what I am okay? I don't know what I want okay? And this isn't helping! I don't need this shit right now!"
She started crying, and without thinking I sat down next to her and put my arms around her. She hugged me tight and cried in my shirt for a good half hour. I felt so relieved that my sister wasn't in any real danger, and my heart went out to her.
Finally she stopped crying.
"Please don't tell mom Justin."
"I won't. I don't think it's my place to tell her, but I think you should."
She looked down at the floor.
"Jamie, trust me, it's not gonna be as bad as you think. I'm sure that she'll be relieved just to hear that you're okay, you being a lesbian…or whatever, would be nothing."
She nodded her head and hugged me again.
"I'm sorry Justin. I didn't…"
"Shh, It's okay. I'm just glad you're back. I missed you."
She smiled and wiped away her tears. "Really?"
"Yea really! You're my sister Jamie, and I love you. Don't be afraid to talk to me okay? You can tell me anything, even if you think you can't tell mom okay?"
"Uh-huh."
"Promise?"
She nodded. "Thank you Justin."
"Your welcome. Get some rest, and don't worry, everything will be fine, it will all work out."
"Well not everything."
She started to cry again.
"You really loved her huh?"
She nodded, and burst out crying.
"It'll be okay."
She hugged me one more time. "Thank you."
"If there's anything I can do…"
She nodded, and I left. I figured she wanted to be alone.
About an hour later, she came downstairs and sat next to me on the couch where I was watching television. She huddled herself in the corner of the couch, hugging her knees tightly into her chest. She looked like she'd been crying for days.
"You okay?"
She rubbed her eyes, smiled a gratuitous smile and nodded. She focused her eyes on the television. I looked at her, and realized for the first time how beautiful she was. She looked a lot like mom. She had long, dark, curly hair, and beautiful eyes. Her legs were long and shapely, and her breasts strained against the shirt, even though it was 5 sizes too big for her. She had the buttons opened low, and I could practically see her cleavage. Her skin was smooth, and even though she's seen better days, she looked very cute sitting the way she was.
I turned my attention away from her as soon as I realized what I was thinking. What's wrong with me? I was checking out my sister. Have I become so sexually twisted that it wasn't good enough to be fucking my mother, but I had to look at my sister that way too? I must have turned my attention back to her without realizing it.
"What?"
"Huh?"
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know…like that?"
"Uh…Sorry? I was just…are you sure you're okay?"
"Oh, yea, I'll be okay."
"Must you sit there like that?"
"Like what?"
"Like, practically naked."
"I am not! I have clothes on."
"Barely."
"It's a big shirt."
"Well then button it up or something. And pull it down, I can see your underwear."
She chuckled. "I'm sorry! Does this bother you?"
"It doesn't bother me. It's just a little…uncomfortable, that's all."
"Oh…sorry. I didn't realize. I'm not used to wearing clothes around the house anymore. You want me to go change?"
"No, it's fine, just cover up a little will ya?"
She giggled. "Were you checking me out?"
"What? NO!"
"It's okay if you were. Just tell me. You were checking me out weren't you?"
"No, I just happened to notice that you're very…exposed."
She giggled and dropped her legs down to the floor, leaning back on the couch.
"You WERE checking me out!"
"NO, I wasn't."
"It's okay Justin. I've checked you out before."
"What?"
"Sure. When you walk around in your underwear, you look pretty good."
"I'm your brother!"
"So! I'm not saying that I want you, I'm just saying I looked."
"Looking is different than checking out."
"Okay, so I looked then, but at least I admitted it. Why can't you just tell me that you were looking at me."
"Fine, I was looking okay?""Okay. Do you want me to go change now, or do you like looking at me?"
"What? No!"
"So you don't like looking at me?"
"No!"
"You don't like what you see?"
"No! I mean…it's not that, it's just…you're my sister."
Truthfully, I loved looking at her, and I would be perfectly happy to get a better look, but I figured I had to protest a little. I didn't want her to think I was some kind of sicko. – If she only knew!
She continued. "So if I wasn't your sister, you'd be checking me out?"
"But you are."
"But if I wasn't, You'd be checking me out right?"
"I guess."
"So you do like what you see then?"
"Okay, yes. You look great Jamie, and if you weren't my sister, I'd tear your clothes off and fuck you right here! Is that what you want to hear?"
She giggled. "You pervert! You were checking out your sister!"
"Ugh!"
She laughed for a minute while I just shook my head.
"I'm just fucking with ya bro."
"Yea, I got that."
"But seriously, were you checking me out?"
"Yes. Yes I was!"
"Really, do you want me to change? If it really bothers you I will. I'm just comfy."
"No, it's fine. Do whatever makes you happy."
"Oh so you won't mind if I loosen a few buttons."
She was taunting me, unbuttoning even more buttons on her shirt and smiling.
"No, not at all. Then I can check you out easier."
She laughed. "I'll do it you know."
"Go ahead. It won't bother me."
"Okay, I'm taking it off."
"Go ahead, you don't have the guts!"
She unbuttoned all of her buttons with my eyes glued to her chest. She grabbed her shirt as if she was going to open it up.
"I can't believe you! You were really gonna look!"
"No I wasn't, because there was no way you were gonna do it!"
"You're just saying that so I'll do it!"
"You're right! See, I told you you don't have the guts!"
"You don't think I'll do it?"
"No."
"Oh, I'll do it! What do I care if you see my tits?"
"So then do it!"
"Okay, here I go. Last chance to back off."
I looked in her eyes, and then back at her chest. She took a deep breath, and suddenly pulled her shirt open, revealing her tits. They were awesome! Slightly smaller, carbon copies of mom's. She pulled her shirt all the way off and threw it on the floor, settling back comfortably on the couch, as if everything was normal. She giggled as my eyes scanned her tits.
"Very nice. You got some set of tits there sis."
"I can't believe you're sitting there staring at my tits You pig!"
"Hey, you took 'em out. No one said you had to."
She grabbed them with both hands, lifted them up and let them drop. "So you like 'em?"
I hoped that she wouldn't notice the hard-on that was developing in my shorts.
"Yea, they're nice."
"Okay, your turn."
"What my turn?"
"I showed you mine, now you show me yours."
"Nobody said we were playing that game."
"C'mon! Fair is fair!"
"It's not the same thing. You just showed your tits. Whipping mine out is more points."
"Is not! It's the same thing!"
"Not even close! Tits, don't equal penis in any game."
"That's not fair!"
"Hey, I didn't make the rules."
"Well, you gotta show me something."
"Fine" I said as I slipped my T-shirt off. I settled my eyes back on the television as if I wasn't interested anymore.
"That's it? Big deal!"
"Hey fair is fair! It's not my fault you've got more to look at."
She looked at me carefully. "Fine" she said. Without warning, hooked her thumbs into her underwear and slipped them down to her knees. She lifted her legs up, tucking her knees in and sliding them all the way off. She put her feet back on the floor and threw her panties at me.
"There, now you're turn."
"Nope, not the same thing."
"What do you mean? That's it! I showed mine, now you show yours."
"It's not the same. Mine's out. You can see everything when I take it out. All I see of you is…well, what used to be pubic hair."
She looked miffed, but she wasn't going to back down now. She turned her body towards mine and threw one leg up on the couch, giving me a great view of her pink slit.
"And just so there's no confusion…"
She reached between her legs and spread her lips open, exposing everything. I was totally shocked that she took it that far, but I guess I had to oblige. She pulled her socks off and threw them on the floor. Then she folded her arms and sat back on the armrest of the couch, not bothering to close her legs.
"Boy, you really want to see my cock don't you?"
"C'mon, whip it out big boy. Fair is fair! You're not getting out of this one!"
"Fair is fair!"
As I stood up to pull my shorts off, I had to smile at my unbelievable luck this weekend!
I slipped my shorts down and stepped out of them. My hard-on bounced freely, just feet away from my sister, and I sat back down. I tried to lean back and push my hips up a bit to make it look as impressive as possible.
"Oh my God…You're hard!"
I just looked at her and shrugged my shoulders.
"I can't believe you got a hard-on checking out your sister you perv."
"Hey, it doesn't know you're my sister! Besides, you could be excited too, and I would never know it!"
She just smiled at me, and then her eyes fell back to my hard on.
"It's pretty nice."
"Thanks."
"It's been a while since I've seen one."
"Am I making you come back to the other team?"
"Ha! don't flatter yourself!"
I shrugged my shoulders and turned my eyes back to the television. She sat back and studied my hard-on for a few more seconds, glanced at the television, then back at me.
"That's it?"
"What do you mean?"
She shook her head and mumbled "I'm definitely a lesbian."
"WHAT?"
"I'm sitting here completely naked and spread out, showing you everything, and you're watching TV."
"Well what did you expect me to do? You're my sister!"
"I'm not saying I want you to fuck me, but you could show a little interest!"
"You know what I think? I think you started this game because you like me checking you out, and you're just mad because I didn't make a big deal."
"So?"
"So, what do you want me to do?"
"Give me some feedback at least! Tell me what you think…"
"What? You look good, but you didn't need me to tell you that…"
I glanced down at my erection, and then back at her. She smiled.
"Yea, but it's still nice to hear. It's a little disappointing when I'm sitting here naked and your just watching television!"
I grabbed the remote and flipped off the television.
"You're right. Okay, let me get a good look. Show me what you got."
She laughed and reached her hand between her legs, giving her pussy a quick rub. My dick jumped.
"You're definitely hot Jamie, and any guy…or girl would be lucky to have you."
"See? Was that so hard?"
"It is pretty hard…"
"I see!" She laughed again. "Do you need to go take care of that?"
"No, I'll be fine."
"You sure…"
She started rubbing herself more intently, and brought her other hand to her chest, playfully rubbing her nipples while she smiled wickedly.
"Not even if I do this?"
"What are you doing Jamie?"
"I just want to see if I can still turn on a guy. Is it working?"
"If I said yes, will you stop?"
"Maybe…"
"Okay then, yes. It's working."
"So, aren't you gonna do something about it?"
She dipped a finger into her pussy and back out again. I could see the wetness on her finger, and I couldn't resist anymore.
"You really want to do this?"
She nodded.
"You want to watch me jerk-off?"
"Why not? We can watch each other. It'll be hot! I want to see you cum. It's been a long time since I've seen a guy."
"What the hell is going on with the women in this family?" I thought. Jamie was really working on herself now, waiting for me to join her. My cock was throbbing and dripping watching the show she was putting on for me. I could no longer hold out. I wrapped my fist around the shaft and started stroking my cock. Jamie moaned as soon as I touched myself.
"Oh that's so hot. Let me see you jerk-off Justin."
I turned to face her, and mimicked her position, putting one leg up on the couch so she could get a better view. She rubbed her foot on my leg, sending a chill up my spine. I watched as she licked her fingers and played with her clit. From what I could see, it was even bigger than mom's.
She was really moaning now, and I knew she was ready to cum.
"Whoever…cums last…loses" She said through gritted teeth.
I didn't need any further encouragement, and within seconds, my cum was shooting out of my cock and dripping on to my fingers. She followed right behind me. She arched her back, her head falling back over the armrest. Her tits pushed up in the air, and her flat belly stretched out in front of me was almost the hottest thing I'd ever seen. She yelled loudly as she came, and when it was done, she flipped her head back up and straightened herself out a bit. She took a deep breath as her hand pressed firmly against her pussy.
"So what did I win?"
She smiled and tried to catch her breath. "What?"
"What did I win? I came first."
"I'm sure I can think of something."
"I'm sure you will."
"Thank you Justin, that is just what I needed."
"My pleasure."
She seemed to hesitate as her eyes scanned the scene.
"…This won't make things…weird between us now will it? I mean, you're cool with this right?"
"I…uh…"
"I mean, you don't think I'm like fucked up or anything cause we did that…cause it's just…"
She looked a little worried.
"Jamie, it's okay. I'm sure everything will be fine. It's not like we fucked. We just played with ourselves. We didn't do anything wrong. We didn't touch each other."
"Really?…I mean…yea, okay."
"We'll just chalk it up to you're confused state of mind."
"Huh! Why me? You did it too!"
I laughed. "Yea, but you really wanted it!"
"Shut-up! It wasn't like I had to twist your arm that bad!"
"Okay, we'll call it even."
She smiled. "I guess we'd better get dressed before mom gets home. You made quite a mess there."
I looked down at my cum coated fingers and cock. "I guess so."
She got up and got me a towel to clean up with as she got dressed. We hung out on the couch for another hour or so until mom got home, just watching TV, as if nothing happened.
When mom saw us she smiled, and walked into the kitchen.
"I think you two have a lot to talk about."
Jamie's face practically turned white. "Now?"
"Why not? Seems like a good a time as any. Just go and get it over with so you can move on. It's not gonna be as bad as you think."
"No. I can't do it."
"Hey, I won remember? This is what you can do for me."
She took a deep breath.
"Okay. Will you come with me?"
"I don't think it's a good idea. You need to do this on your own."
"You're right. Okay."
"She hugged me, and reluctantly got up."
"Jamie…Don't forget to give her a hug. I think she needs one."
She nodded and headed into the kitchen. I got up and went to my room.
I must have fallen asleep, and woke up to my mother's voice saying my name. I opened my eyes to see my mother sitting on my bed stroking her hair.
"Dinner's almost ready sweetie."
I sat up, still a little disoriented. My mother smiled at me.
"Where's Jamie?"
"She's in the shower."
"Is everything okay?"
"Everything is fine. Thank you Justin."
She threw her arms around me and started crying.
"For what?"
"Jamie told me that it was you who told her to come to me."
"I didn't do anything mom."
She pulled away from me sniffing her tears back and wiping her eyes. She managed a smile.
"Well, whatever you did, thank you."
"Your welcome."
"So…is everything…I mean, she told you…"
She nodded.
"Are you okay?"
She nodded again.
"It's not what I was expecting, nor is it what I wanted to hear necessarily, but it's better than what I thought. I guess I'll just have to live with it."
"It'll be fine mom, I'm sure. She's just confused. She'll probably come around."
She nodded. "I know. I'm just thankful that she's okay."
"It's not the worst thing that could happen."
"I'm not concerned with her sexual preference, but more so with the fact that she felt she couldn't tell me."
"I know."
"…But we had a nice long talk, and I think that will all change."
"Good."
"And I have you to thank for it."
"You don't have to thank me mom. I'm just glad that you're happy, and everything can be normal again."
We both looked at each other and laughed.
"Well, I mean…"
"I know. But since we're on the subject, we're going to have to…well, as long as Jamie will be here…"
"I know mom, it's okay. I understand."
She raised her eyebrow and looked at me.
"…She is in the shower…and I do feel that I should properly thank you."
She put her hand on my cock and gave it a squeeze, causing it to spring to life.
"As long as we can hear the water running…"
She bent down, pulling my cock from my shorts and put it in her mouth. She ran her silky lips and expert tongue up and down my shaft and super speed, urging on my cum. I laid back while she continued to suck me off, but with all the action I'd been getting, I was a long way off.
"Mom…I need to fuck you. I need your pussy…"
She stopped sucking and looked at me. She glanced back over her shoulder towards the hallway, and back to me. She quickly stood up and reached under her skirt, removing her panties and throwing them on the floor.
"Oh Justin! We need to be quick."
She climbed on the bed, threw her leg over me and slowly sank herself onto my waiting member. I couldn't believe how wet she was already as she slid on to me easily.
"Oooh yeeesss…Your cock feels so good in mommy's pussy."
She bounced herself on my cock like a woman possessed. She was after one thing.
"I need you to cum baby, Cum in mommy's pussy. I want your cock to explode in me. Cum for mommy baby…Ooooh…"
I thrust myself up towards her as hard and fast as I could, trying to match her rhythm, but I couldn't keep up. I could feel her cunt muscles milking my cock, and I knew she was ready to cum herself. I reached up and grabbed her neck, pulling her face to mine and kissing her hard. That was all it took for my mother to cum.
"Mmmm…yeeessss…mommy's cumming! Cum for me Justin!"
Just as her orgasm was subsiding, mine kicked in, spraying gobs of cum deep inside my mother.
"Yes baby…that's it…cum in mommy's pussy…It feels so good."
Just as I stopped, we heard the shower turn off. My mom kissed me quickly and pulled herself off me. My cum dripped from her pussy onto my stomach as my cock slipped out of her. She grabbed her panties and wiped herself off. She straightened herself out and handed them to me.
"You'd better clean up, she'll be out any second. I'll see you downstairs."
I quickly cleaned up, threw her panties under my bed and headed downstairs for dinner.
It was the best night we'd had in a long time. We all talked like old friends, laughing and joking. It was really good to see mom and Jamie getting along again. Jamie reminded me of the fun loving girl she was a few years ago.
After dinner, we all had a few beers and talked. I drank my share, and although I was far from being drunk, I was glad that tomorrow was a holiday and I didn't have to go in to work.
The more we drank, the more flirtatious we became. It wasn't anything too wild, but it was definitely there. Or maybe I was just my perception, but it definitely seemed that my mother and my sister were being a little forward. It took me by surprise a little, seeing as neither one knew about the other, nor would they want to be found out. It was probably just me.
After a few hours, mom announced she was going to bed and hugged us both before going to her room. Jamie and I cleaned up the kitchen.
"You want another beer Justin?"
"No, I'm done. I'm gonna go up to bed."
"Oh C'mon! Hang out with me for a while. I'm not tired yet."
She curled her lip and put on her squeaky voice, making it hard to resist her.
"Fine, I'll hang for a little while."
"So mom was in a good mood huh?"
"Sure, why not? She got her little girl back." I said in a mocking tone.
"Shut up! At least I'm not a mama's boy."
I chuckled. "Whatever. So everything went well I take it?"
"Yea, it was okay. Thanks Justin."
"Welcome."
"So what do you want to do?"
"Go to bed."
"C'mon, you said you'd stay. Want to play another game?"
She reached out and grabbed my hand, rubbing my arm and looking at me with an evil look. There was no mistaking what her intentions were. I pulled my hand away.
"I don't think that's such a good idea."
"Why not? Scared?"
"No! But for starters, mom is sleeping right above us, and you were pretty loud today."
She laughed. "I know, I'm just messing with you."
"Yea right."
"Hoo! aren't you full of yourself? What makes you think I'd want to play with you anyway."
"Beats me."
"Not with mom here anyway. Imagine?"
We both laughed.
"What do you think she would have done if she saw us today?"
"I don't even want to think about it."
Truthfully, I hadn't stopped thinking about the possibilities since this afternoon, but I was sure there was no way it would ever happen.
"Maybe she would have played along." She laughed again.
"You're nuts! I doubt it!"
"You never know! Mom might be a wild kitten!"
"Oh yea, she's wild alright!"
"Well I'm sure she gets herself off from time to time. She has to, or she would go crazy! I wonder how long it's been? God!"
I smiled. "I'm sure she's okay."
"Well, she might have played."
"Well why don't you go ask her, see what she says."
"No way!"
"Okay then."
"You're no fun."
"I know."
"Fine, I'm gonna go to bed then."
"I thought you weren't tired?"
"I didn't say I was going to sleep."
She kissed my cheek and left the room. I got up and finished cleaning up, turned off the lights and made my way to my room. I wasn't in there for a minute when Jamie came in wearing nothing but a short robe, almost completely open. She sat on my bed with a big grin on her face.
"What?"
"I just figured I'd give you something to think about before you went to sleep."
She laid back, opening her robe all the way and letting her hands roam over her body, all the while grinning widely.
"I just thought that you might like to have something to jerk-off to before you go to sleep."
"What makes you think that it'll be you?"
"Oh c'mon! I know you'll be thinking about me. I'm gonna think about you, and that nice dick of yours, cumming all over my tits…mmm"
She was really playing it up.
"It's okay, I want you to think about me. I want you to think about me playing with myself."
She rolled onto her side and rested her head in her hand to face me, while the other continued to roam her body.
"You already told me you like to look at me."
"Yea, but I can't think about you when I'm…doing that."
She laughed. "You know that I could get you to if I wanted."
"I'm sure you could."
"I was thinking about it, and it was kind of exciting knowing that we could get caught, don't you think?"
"No! Especially if we do get caught."
"Don't be such a pussy! Even if mom heard, do you really think she'd get up to see what it was? I'm sure she would just think it was me and not bother. It would just be exciting to do it while there was someone else close by."
"You're crazy!"
"So, what do you say? You want to watch me?"
I didn't answer. I just stood there.
"I'll take that as a yes!" Her eyes falling on my dick which was once again, hard.
"C'mon Justin. I'll tell you what, if you watch me, I'll do it for you."
"What? No! What's gotten into you Jamie?"
Her hand dropped and she looked down at the floor.
"I don't know. It's just…I'm so confused. I just wanted to feel…good again, with someone I can trust…someone I love, and well…you…I know I…we shouldn't be doing this but after today I just, I don't know. I'm sorry.""It's okay. I know what you mean."
She sat up.
"It's just, at first I thought…well, I was just kidding around, but then…you're so sweet, and I know you love me, it was just…exciting, and then it happened, and now…"
"I understand Jamie, I really do. The truth is…I really want this, but it's just, well complicated. I mean, I'm your brother, and then there's mom…"
"Mom?"
"I mean, you know, if she found out."
"I know it's weird Justin, cause you're my brother, but I…I don't know why I still want to."
"It's not that Jamie…"
"It's not?"
"I mean…well, no. Not really. I'm very attracted to you, and I love you already, it's just…well it's complicated."
"What are those?"
"Huh?"
I wasn't looking at her until it was too late. She was leaning over and picking up mom's panties, still wet with my cum. They obviously weren't as concealed as I thought. She held them up to examine them.
"These aren't…mine, are they?"
"No."
"I didn't think so. OH!"
She pulled her hand away, obviously not expecting them to be filled with cum. She let them dangle from one finger, inspecting them as they hung.
"I guess you weren't done before huh?"
"Not exactly."
"You did this before you and me…"
"No, after."
"So you were thinking about me then?"
"Not really."
Her smile turned to a puzzled look.
"Wait a minute. Do you have a girlfriend? Are they hers?"
"No."
"So who's are they?"
I didn't answer.
"Justin, who's panties are these? They're not mine, and you don't have a girlfriend…"
She looked at me.
"They're mom's."
"Oh my God." She dropped them on the bed next to her.
"So…after you and I…You jerked off again, thinking about…mom? You came in her panties thinking about her?"
"Not exactly."
"What do you mean not exactly."
"I wasn't jerking off…"
"What are you talking about? They're full of…"
"Mom was wearing them…"
She stopped dead in her tracks and stared at me for a good minute, completely speechless.
"Wait a minute. What are you saying? Are you telling me that you…and mom?"
I nodded. All of a sudden, she smiled.
"Wait a minute! You're full of shit! You're just fuckin' with me! You asshole! You had me going! You're just saying that cause of what we did."
I didn't say anything.
"Wait a minute. You are kidding right?"
I shook my head.
"Bullshit! Okay, so how long have you been fucking mom then?"
I told her the whole story, leaving out some details, but I basically told her the way it happened. She still didn't believe me though.
"C'mon, You're making this all up! It just so happens that this all started this weekend right?"
"I know it sounds strange, but it's true."
"Okay then, prove it."
"How?"
"If it's true, go in there right now and do it."
"I can't."
"…because you're lying!"
"No. It's because she knows you're here. She doesn't want you to find out."
"Why not?"
"Probably because she's scared that you would freak or something."
She stood for a second, probably trying to decide if she should believe me or not.
"Okay then, I have an idea. I'll go in there and tell her I have to go to Melissa's to get something, and that I'll be back in a few hours. Then you go in there, and I'll sneak back in and see for myself."
"You really want to do this?"
She nodded.
"Fine."
I sat down, and she got up. Just as she was about to leave, she stopped.
"So let me ask you one more thing. If this is true, which I doubt it is, why wouldn't you do anything with me? If you can do your mother, you can certainly do your sister."
"Believe me, it's not that I don't want to. It's just, I didn't want things to get out of hand, with mom and you. I didn't want to lose either one of you."
"Really?"
I nodded. She sat back down next to me. "So you do want me then?"
"Very much." Her face was just inches from mine.
"Prove it."
I didn't hesitate, and I leaned in and kissed her hard on the lips. My tongue entered her mouth, and my hands grabbed her body and pulled it tightly into mine. She exhaled, and her hands wrapped tightly around me. We kissed for a few minutes, letting our hands roam each other's bodies. I didn't want to stop. I kissed her neck as my hands played with her nipples.
"Okay, I believe you."
She pushed me away. "You do?"
"Well, not about mom, but definitely about me."
She stood up, closing her robe. "So, if this is true, do you think that she would do us both?"
"I don't know. She did say she thought about other women."
"Shut up! Mom said that?"
I nodded. "Now I know you're lying."
"No, I swear. Why, would you do mom?"
"Are you kidding? I masturbated with my brother today, and came in her trying to get you to fuck me. I never thought about it before, but Mom is hot, and she's got the right stuff, of course I would!"
"Now that's something to think about!"
"Well if you're telling the truth, you might not have to think about it."
She kissed me on the lips and left the room. I couldn't believe what was about to possibly happen. My dick was ready to explode just thinking about it. I reached in my shorts, fished my cock out and began to stroke it thinking about fucking my sister's little pussy while she sucked mom's clit. I was close to cumming when my door opened again. My sister came in and kneeled in front of me, grabbing my pumping fist.
"You'd better save that for later."
"I thought you said I was lying."
She smiled and stroked my head with her fingertips.
"It doesn't matter. I'm going to fuck you either way."
She gave my dick a quick kiss and tucked it back in my shorts.
"I'm leaving in five minutes. Try to keep it in your pants until then."
"Don't take too long to come back. I don't know how long I can last."
"Don't worry, I'm not even going to leave. I wouldn't want to miss a second of this."
She left the room once again, and I waited to hear the door open and close.
I immediately headed towards mom's room. Jamie was already headed back up the stairs. I looked at her and held my finger to my lips as I opened mom's door.
"Mom? I heard Jamie leave. Is everything okay?"
"Yes, fine. She just had to go back to Melissa's to get something. She'll be back in an hour or so."
I raised my eyebrows and smiled. "Really?"
She nodded and smiled at me. "You are something else. What am I going to do with you?"
"I can think of a few things."
"Don't you ever get enough?"
"Not with you."
Her eyes fell to my hard-on, straining my shorts. She licked her lips.
"Get those shorts off and get over here. Let mommy help you."
I stripped my shorts off as she stroked herself under the covers.
"I want you so bad mom. I couldn't stop thinking about you since you left my room."
"Well get over here and tell mommy what you want her to do."
I slipped into her bed, and we kissed passionately, our hands grabbing at each other. I quickly slipped two fingers inside her as she grabbed my cock.
"Oooh, it's so hard! More than usual. You do miss mommy don't you?"
"Oh yes…"
"Well, I know exactly what to do with this."
"Not yet mom. I have a surprise for you."
"Oh Justin, this is the only thing I need."
"Just close your eyes and don't open them. Promise?"
She smiled and closed her eyes. I took my fingers out of her dripping pussy and pulled the covers off her. I opened her legs wide.
"What are you doing to me?"
"Shhh…You'll see. I promise, you'll like it."
I pressed the head of my cock against her cheek. She turned her head and stuck her tongue out, licking the tip and coating it with spit before sucking it into her mouth. I pushed it all the way in, and then pulled it out. I leaned down and whispered "No peaking" Before kissing her.
Jamie was obviously listening to what was happening just outside the door, and came in at that moment wearing a huge smile. She was already naked, one hand gripped her crotch while the other played with her already stiff nipples. She was obviously excited. She looked at mom, lying naked on her bed waiting for her "surprise" and then back at me. She stepped up to me and kissed me, giving my dick a quick stroke as it crushed between us. Her tiny warm hands felt good on my cock. We both walked to the foot of the bed. Jamie laid between her legs, her face just inched from mom's hot pussy. I could have came right there.
"Are you ready mom?"
"Oh yes Justin! Please…I need to cum. Make mommy cum."
Jamie needed no more encouragement and dove right in to mom's pussy, I stroked my dick slowly as I watched these two hot women in action. One thing was for sure, Jamie sure knew how to eat pussy! She had mom bucking and moaning in no time.
"Oh yes baby! Oh that's so good! Eat mommy's pussy baby."
Jamie looked up and me, watching me stroke my cock. Her hand was also bust between her own legs as she continued to assault mom's clit with her tongue. She gave me a nod, and I knew mom was close to cumming. It was time to reveal her surprise. My stomach jumped as I approached her. I quickly leaned down and took one of her nipples in my mouth.
I whispered "Open your eyes mom."
She hesitated, realizing that I wasn't the one eating her pussy. Her eyes flew open. She looked right at me with a horrified look on her face. She pushed my head away.
"Jamie?" She seemed to try and move, but, as if she knew exactly what was going to happen, Jamie did something, and mom just fell back flat on the bed, her body stiffening.
"Jamie! Oh God yeeeessss…" She came immediately, harder than I'd ever seen. It seemed to last forever, and I thought mom was going to pass out. Mom was actually gushing fluid, and Jamie was happily taking all that she could. It was just about the hottest thing I'd ever seen.
Finally, Jamie stopped, and held her hand flat against mom's pussy as mom continued to shake and twitch uncontrollably. Jamie then crawled up the bed and lay down next to mom, grabbing her face and kissing her on the lips. Mom reciprocated, seemingly still in a daze.
"Oh God…Jamie. How…"
Jamie smiled. "I found your panties in Justin's room. He told me everything."
"I'm so sorry baby. It just…I didn't mean…"
"I know. He told me. It's okay mom. As long as I can play too."
I slipped in on the other side of my mother, and Jamie and I both started to kiss her neck.
"Was that good mom?"
"That was incredible sweetie. Where did you learn to do that? Was it Melissa?" Jamie nodded.
"I can teach you how mom."
She smiled. "I'd love too, but not now, I can't even feel my legs."
Jamie smiled, obviously feeling proud of herself. "Cool huh? Don't worry, it goes away quickly."
Mom laughed. "I hope so."
They kissed again.
"Hey, what about me?"
Jamie smiled. "Don't worry Justin, you'll get yours. Be patient. You've had the whole weekend with her, and now it's my turn."
Jamie curled her lip and put on her little girl voice. "Mommy, do you want to see Justin fuck me?"
My mom looked at her, then at me. "Have you two…?"
"No" we said in unison.
"I know that you were upset because you thought I was gay, and I thought you'd want to see that I'm not. So can I mommy. Pleeeaasse?"
My mom reached down and grabbed my cock.
"I don't know if I can share…"
Jamie curled her lip again and kissed mom's neck. "Pleeease mommy. I want you to watch me fuck him. I want you to see me cum. Then I want you to eat my pussy while he fucks you. I want to see him fuck you mommy…please?"
She was almost panting as she begged my mother for my cock. My mom continued to stroke me. "Are you up for all that sweetie? Do you want to fuck your sister while mommy watches?"
"Yes."
Mom smiled, and Jamie practically hurt herself getting over to me. She put her arm around my neck and kissed me as she squeezed between mom and I.
"Please be gentle Justin, it's been so long."
"Don't worry sweetie, he's wonderful."
I felt puffed up as these two beautiful women shared me. Jamie threw her leg over me and rubbed the underside of her cock on her shaved pussy before she lowered herself slowly onto it. Her body was amazing. Her skin was smooth and tight. Her tits stuck straight out, and barely bounced as she moved. She sighed loudly as she slowly sank onto my cock. She was so tight I could feel the skin on my dick being pulled down.
Mom watched us fuck for the first time as she lazily caressed her nipples and pussy. It took us a while to get a rhythm going, but soon enough, Jamie was riding my cock like a pro. She told me later that she had only had sex with one other guy, just like mom, but it was only once, and not nearly as good. Jamie moaned and sighed as we fucked. She sucked on her own nipples and played with her clit, which was driving me crazy.
Mom was kissing me as Jamie neared climax on my cock. She then got up and kneeled next to Jamie. They started kissing and sucking each other's tits, until Jamie put mom's hand on her clit, urging her to play with her pussy. It was all I could take. I announced that I was cumming, and Jamie pulled herself off of me.
"I'm not using anything, so we'll have to wait for that." But she wasted no time putting my cock in her mouth. It was just the break I needed so I could hold out a little longer. She held her ass in the air as she blew me. Mom took the hint and got right behind her, diving into her pussy for the first time. I reached up to finger mom as she licked Jamie's cunt. Jamie was moaning as she sucked me off, making my dick vibrate. It felt amazing.
Mom must have been doing okay, because Jamie started cumming, moaning and yelling with a mouthful of cock. Shortly after, I announced that I was cumming, and before I knew it, both Mom and Jamie had their mouth on my dick, waiting for my seed. They eagerly lapped up every drop as I came in Jamie's mouth, then mom's. When I was done, they kissed, and it definitely kept me hard and wanting more.
"Now it's my turn. I hope you have enough left for mommy baby."
"Always."
Jamie took charge and got mom in a sixty-nine. She pulled mom on top of her, allowing me to slip my dick in mom's pussy while Jamie licked her clit and my balls. It was the most amazing thing I'd ever done, and in no time, we were all cumming at the same time. There wasn't much left of my cum by now, but whatever there was I gave it all to my mom's pussy. Jamie did her best to get it all out when I was done.
Mom and I were spent, so we took turns eating my sister's pussy until she couldn't cum anymore, and then we all collapsed. My mom lay in between my sister and I. We traded kisses as we lay pressed and twisted together. It was the best feeling.
Mom smiled at both of us. "I have never felt luckier. I have two loving, sexy children, and I'm so glad we can all share this together."
Personally, I couldn't be happier as the three of us drifted to sleep, snuggled together and dreaming about all the things to come.