really am a pervert!' I sighed and rolled so that my back was facing my mother and sister. It helped.
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"Wow!" I heard as I slowly woke up. It was Lisa's voice again. "Is he always like that in the morning?"
"How should I know?" my mother asked in reply. "It's not like we wake up in the same bed together all the time."
"But you've seen it before," Lisa said, her voice a little excited. I was awake now, but I didn't open my eyes. I had a feeling I knew what they were talking about. I could feel my hardness even with my eyes closed.
"Yes," my mom replied nervously.
"You've felt it inside of you?" Lisa asked. She knew the answer, but I guess she wanted mom to say it.
"Lisa!" my mom cried in surprise, but then slowly added, "Yes."
"Did it feel good?" my sister asked.
"Yes," mom admitted. "Very good."
"He's big, isn't he?" Lisa asked. "I mean, I know he's bigger than Ted, but he's big in general, right?"
"Lisa, I have a feeling that you probably have as much experience with men as I do," my mother answered. "But I'd say yes. Brian is big. He's certainly bigger than your father."
"Who would have thought it of little brother?" my sister sighed.
"Maybe we should cover it up?" my mom asked.
"No, leave it," my sister said. "I like looking at it."
"But he's your brother!" mom cried.
"And your son," my sister said pointedly. That quickly quelled mom's protests. "I still can't believe that you and Brian really did it."
"You and me both," my mother sighed.
"Do you regret it?" Lisa asked. "I mean really regret it, not just feel guilty about it because it's wrong."
"I regret how it's affected you," my mother replied. "Neither one of us wanted to hurt you."
"I know that," my sister sighed. "It's just that it's been the three of us for so long. I didn't realize just how much the thought of you two excluding me from something would hurt."
"Lisa, you weren't excluded," my mother said. "At least not intentionally."
"But that's how I feel," my sister replied, sounding sad.
"So, you'd feel better if we'd included you in our perverted, incestuous affair?" my mother asked in disbelief.
"I honestly don't know," Lisa replied. "But maybe."
"You're serious?" my mother asked in surprise.
"It would be wrong, but I wouldn't feel so alone like I do right now," my sister said.
"Oh Lisa," mom said. "Don't cry. You know I love you with all my heart."
"I do," Lisa said, obviously fighting back the tears. I felt guilty making believe I was sleeping through this, but 'waking up' right at this moment would only make things worse.
"Are you going to be okay?" mom asked after a while.
"I'll be fine," Lisa replied slowly. "But only if you do me one favor."
"What?" my mother asked.
"I want you to kiss me," my sister said. "Like you kissed Brian last night."
"But you're my daughter!" mom cried in surprise.
"Brian is your son," Lisa replied. "And that didn't stop you."
"I didn't kiss him!" mom cried. "He kissed me!"
"True," my sister said, and suddenly I could feel the bed move.
"What are you doing?" I heard mom cry. "Don't!"
"I want to kiss you," Lisa said. "Don't you love me the same you do Brian?"
"Of course, but you're a girl!" mom argued.
"So?" Lisa asked. "Haven't you ever kissed a girl before?"
"No!" mom cried.
"Well, I have," Lisa replied.
"On my God!" mom cried.
"It was along time ago when I first started dating," my sister said. "Gloria and I practiced kissing each other."
"Your cousin?" mom cried.
"Oh relax!" Lisa sighed. "All we did was kiss. It's no big deal."
"Did you like it?" mom surprised me by asking.
"Honestly yes," Lisa replied. "It was the best kiss I had for a long time, but I think that was mostly because it was also the most relaxed. Eventually I met some guys who kisses drove me far crazy."
"Like your brother's," Mom said, sounding thoughtful.
"I don't know," Lisa said. "I've never kissed him."
"Why don't we wake him and you can see?" our mother offered.
'Oh yes!' I moaned to myself. 'Please yes!'
"Mom, I want to kiss you first," Lisa said.
"I can't!" mom moaned. "I just can't do it!"
"Then you do love Brian more than you do me!" Lisa said, obviously close to tears again.
"You're wrong!" mom cried, sounding teary-eyed herself. It was time to wake up. This was only moments away from disintegrating into something very bad.
"Lisa," I said as I opened my eyes and sat up. "Weren't you paying attention last night? Or just a few minutes ago when mom tried to tell you her problem with kissing you?"
"You're awake!" mom cried.
"Of course," I smiled.
"I don't understand," my sister frowned.
"She just told you that she didn't kiss me," I explained. "Mom thinks of herself as a good girl. She doesn't do things like incest and lesbianism. They're wrong!"
"But..." Lisa began. I cut her off.
"She's never going to kiss you," I interjected. "But that doesn't mean she'll stop you from kissing her."
"She just did!" my sister cried. "I tried, but she pushed me back."
"Try harder," I grinned.
"Hey! Wait a minute!" mom cried, but I silenced her by grabbing her by the neck and pulling her lips to mine. Mom fought at first, but then moaned softly into my mouth.
"See?" I said, pulling back. Lisa was smiling once again.
"I get it," she grinned.
"Don't!" mom cried, but she licked her lips in excitement. "Good girl's don't kiss their mothers!"
"And what ever gave you the idea that I'm a good girl?" my sister laughed, taking mom's head in both hands and kissing her. Again mom fought, but only for a few moments. Lisa moaned happily when mom's mouth opened.
"That looks so hot!" I groaned.
"Don't worry little brother," Lisa grinned. "I have a kiss waiting for you too."
"Just a kiss?" I asked.
"You're terrible!" my sister laughed, shaking her head before leaning toward me. Her lips were only inches from mine when she stopped. "I shouldn't. You're my brother."
I knew what she wanted. I grabbed Lisa's the neck the same way I had grabbed mom's moments before. I pulled her to me and our lips met. My sister didn't fight me like mom, but it was obvious that she wanted me to be aggressive.
"That's so wrong!" mom moaned excitedly.
"Oh but he kisses so nicely!" Lisa moaned.
"It's not the only thing I do nicely," I grinned.
"Don't you dare!" mom cried.
"Think you're man enough, little brother?" Lisa asked, her eyes starting to burn with the same lust I could see in mom's eyes. I was certain it was in mine as well. I took off the few clothes I had on. Lisa did the same.
"Lisa don't! He's your brother!" mom cried.
"And you're my mother," my sister replied. "I wish I was a little braver because then I would try doing something more with you."
"Oh shit!" I moaned, my cock standing straight out by now. "Now that's hot!"
"You do like the thought, don't you little brother?" Lisa grinned, taking my cock in her hand and stroking it. "Or should I call you big brother?"
"You can call me whatever you want!" I groaned. "Just don't stop what you're doing!"
"How about we let mom help?" Lisa asked. "I don't want her to feel left out."
"No!" mom cried, but everything else about her demanded to be part of what was happening.
Lisa forced mom's head down to my lap. Mom fell on my cock despite her protests. Lisa watched hungrily for a few minutes. Mom's hair was in the way, so she pulled it into a ponytail and lifted it.
"What's that?" my sister frowned, looking down at mom's neck. The hickey I left was very noticeable.
"Mom said that we could only be together for one night," I answered, remembering. "I disagreed and left that mark. I told her she was mine until it faded."
"Do you always mark what's yours?" my sister asked, smiling sexily. She was obviously enjoying teasing me.
"Yes!" I groaned. "Now why don't you help mom?"
"Bossy, bossy!" Lisa grinned sexily before moving down between my legs as well. My sister pushed mom's mouth off of me and started licking my cock. Mom shifted down to my balls and sucked gently.
"Oh fuck!" I grunted. "I'm not going to last long with both of you doing that!"
I had one hand on each of their heads and I couldn't stop myself from thrusting up into Lisa's mouth. My sister locked eyes with me briefly and then took my entire length down her throat. I groaned and came. Lisa drank it all down.
"We have to stop!" mom said afterward. My sister smiled at her and then pulled mom's lips to hers and exchanged a deep kiss. It actually took me a few moments to realize they were sharing my cum.
"Damn!" I groaned, actually feeling my cock start to stiffen despite the orgasm I had moments ago.
"Little brother," Lisa said, pulling back from mom after a while and wiping her lips. She looked at me and I smiled knowingly. Her eyes were burning with a lust so strong that I knew what she wanted before she asked. "Will you help me?"
In moments I was on top of her with my cock rubbing up and down her entrance. My sister took it in her hand and directed to her pussy. I pushed in slowly.
"Oh Brian yes!" Lisa cried. "You're going so deep! It feels so good!"
"Brian no!" mom cried. "She's your sister!"
I pulled mom to me and kissed her roughly. She gasped into my mouth. I reached out and palmed her pussy, thrusting the two middle fingers deep.
"Don't worry mom," I said. "You're next."
"No!" she cried, but then shifted so that her mouth was next to my ear. She whispered one word and pulled away. "Hurry!" It surprised me and my cock stiffened even more.
"Brian, I've never felt so full before!" Lisa gasped. I leaned forward and kissed her as I began stroking in and out of her hot pussy. My sister's pussy was perfect! It was snug without being overly tight or loose. She wrapped her arms around my shoulder as I thrust into her.
"Oh Lisa!" mom cried. "How could you let him do it? He's your brother. You're letting your brother fuck you!"
"Oh yeah!" my sister moaned. "Keep talking mom. It's only getting me hotter!" I saw my mother smiled slightly. I knew that's exactly why she was talking, to help Lisa cum.
"It's perverted and wrong!" mom cried. "I don't care how good his big cock feeling pushing inside of you!"
"Oh mom! It does. It does feel so good!" Lisa moaned. "Brian's cock is reaching deeper than any other guy ever has before! I can feel my orgasm building."
"Wait until it hits," mom said, looking at me hungrily and forgetting herself for a moment. "Brian knows how to make your body feel like it's exploding!"
"Yes!" Lisa cried.
"But that doesn't mean you should let him do this," my mother added, staring at my sister's expression once more. Lisa's face was completely lit with her lust. "He's your brother! Don't let him fill your pussy with his cum!"
"Oh yes!" Lisa moaned. "Brian, fill my pussy! Please!"
"You are such a slut!" I groaned, kissing her roughly.
"Lisa, you see?" mom asked. "Now your brother thinks you're a slut! Is that what you want?"
"I want him to cum in me!" my sister gasped. "I don't care if he thinks I'm a slut. Hell, I'll be his slut if he just finishes me!"
"So you want to be his slut?" mom asked rhetorically, but she then surprised me by turning to me and added, "Brian, if that's what she wants then you're doing it wrong."
"What?" I asked in confusion.
"Sluts get taken from behind," mom smiled. "You know that."
"Oh yes!" Lisa moaned. "He'll get even deeper than way!"
I pulled out without another word. Lisa kissed me briefly before rolling onto her stomach. Her tight ass was different than mom's, but just as enticing in its way. My sister's pussy was open and inviting. My mouth literally watered.
"Wait! What are you doing?" Lisa asked as instead of going back to fucking her I shifted lower and thrust my tongue into her pussy.
"That's it Brian!" mom cried. "Lick the little slut's pussy!"
"Mom!" Lisa cried.
"You said you wanted to be his slut," our mother said. "Now deal with it!"
"Oh!" my sister cried. "You're going to pay for that later!" Mom smiled again. I'm sure she couldn't wait until Lisa collected.
I continued to lick my sister's pussy until she was on the brink of orgasm. She arched her back and gave me full access.
"Brian's little slut, do you want to cum this way or do you want him to fuck you again?" mom asked Lisa.
"Fuck me! Please!" my sister moaned. I shifted up and thrust my cock deep with one long stoke.
"Wow!" mom gasped.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Lisa cried. "I'm going to cum right...now!"
I was close, but not there. I rode Lisa through her orgasm. My sister shivered and shook for quite some time. The sight was something I'd remember forever.
"Stop!" Lisa cried. "I can't take anymore."
I pulled out slowly and she sighed. I turned toward mom and she bit her lip. She saw my expression and saw the look in my eye. She looked frightened despite her excitement.
"Now Brian," mom said. "Leave me alone! You've already had Lisa."
"Mom, come here!" I demanded.
"No!" she cried and tried to get off the bed. I grabbed her and pulled her back on. Mom rolled onto her stomach, but her hips were raised high and I could see her excitement in her swollen lips and pink gasp. My tongue was drenched in her juices a moment later.
"Wow!" Lisa said, shaking her head. "Mom, you're a bigger slut than I am."
"I am not!" mom cried and tried to get away. I'd barely tasted her, but she was ready. I forced my mother back onto the bed and pushed into her from behind. Mom's ass was larger than my sister's and the sound it made when my hips slapped into it was louder, more enticing.
"Mom, be ready for the ride of your life!" Lisa said, shaking her head.
"I am!" mom gasped.
"So, you want me to do this?" I teased.
"No!" mom cried right away. "Get off!"
"You first!" I grunted.
"Very funny little brother," Lisa said, rolling her eyes at my bad joke. I could care less. I'd just fucked my sister and now it was my mother's turn. What could be better?
"Brian, this is so wrong!" mom cried as she met my thrusts.
"It really is," Lisa said, smiling. "But you love every second of it and you know it! You love how your son's cock feels stroking in and out of you. You love the thought of him cumming deep inside you!"
"No!" mom cried, but then she locked up in orgasm. She shivered and shook under me for a long time.
"We can't keep doing that," mom sighed as she came down from her orgasm.
"Sure you can," Lisa grinned. "After all, Brian marked you as his that first night. I can still see the bruise."
"Only until it fades," mother shrugged. "Nothing lasts forever."
"True," my sister said, standing up. "And I don't think it's fair that he marked you as just his. I like to think of you as mine also. You're my mother too."
"I'm willing to share mom with you," I said, standing as well. "I'm willing to share all the incestuous sluts in my life."
"What's that supposed to mean?" my sister asked. I pulled her toward me and kissed her. Lisa responded with just as much passion.
"That I want you to be my slut too," I growled.
"I'm not marked," my sister said.
I looked into her eyes and saw what she wanted. I shifted her around until I was behind her. I had one hand around her chest, pulling her back into me. My cock was lodged between her ass cheeks. I used the other hand to lift my sister's hair off her neck. Lisa's head fell forward and I sucked on her neck.
"Yes!" she gasped. "Mark me! Make me yours!"
I left a hickey on the back of her neck, just like mom's. I also shoved my sister against the nearest wall and started fucking her again. Lisa moaned with every thrust.
"Cum in me please!" she cried when her next orgasm was about to take her.
"Yes!" I growled and flooded her pussy with my cum.
"Oh!" my sister cried as her orgasm exploded. "It feels so good!" We both ended up against the wall panting and trying to hold ourselves up.
"You two better sit down before you fall," mom said. She was watching us from the bed. I was pretty sure she'd been playing with herself as well, but she stopped after we came. I helped Lisa mom's bed. We both all but fell in it.
"Mom," Lisa said. "Kiss me please. I want you to be part of how I feel."
"Of course," mom said.
"You know," I said. "You two could do more than just kiss."
"We're not lesbians Brian," mom said, but only after Lisa didn't respond.
"Mom," I smiled. "You love Lisa. Lesbian or not, you'd give her what she wanted if she wanted you."
"Or at least let me take it," Lisa smiled.
"Possibly," mom admitted with a slow smile of her own.
"And one day I might," Lisa said, surprising us both. "But not today. I'm not ready."
"No rush," I smiled. "Why don't we just spend the day in bed?"
"No," mom said, sounding serious. "I have some stuff to get done."
"And I have to talk to Ted," Lisa put in. "It's bad enough you two have made me a slut, but I don't want to be a cheating slut."
"Oh Lisa," our mother said. "Must you talk like that?"
"Sorry mom," my sister smiled. "I'll hide what I am from the real world like you want me to. Besides, I'm really only Brian's slut anyway."
"What about mine?" mom asked.
"Nope," Lisa laughed. "You don't want a slut. You want to be a slut."
"I do not!" mom cried.
"Sure you do," I put in. "You'll always be our mother, but that won't stop you from being our slut as well."
"Until your mark disappears," mom agreed.
"You know mom," Lisa said thoughtfully. "I think if I ever do take things further between you and me, I'll need to mark you as mine too."
"It only seems fair," I grinned.
"Brian, Lisa," mom said, suddenly serious. "You both know this can't go on forever, right?"
"Sure," I said.
"Of course," my sister added.
"But that doesn't mean we can't have fun while it lasts," I added.
"Agreed," Lisa said, exchanging a look with me. We both obviously had the same thought. "I guess I can wait a little longer to tell Ted."
"Don't even think about it!" mom cried. Lisa and I both moved toward her. Mom's eyes flashed as she tried to get away and she protested loudly when we caught her. The only thing louder were a moans a moment later.
"Looking good!" I cried as Lisa walked by my room in nothing but a towel.
"Thanks little brother," my sister smiled, pausing at the door. She was blond and beautiful.
"Are you in a rush?" I asked, trying to sound innocent.
"Yes, so don't even think about it!" she snapped, not buying it for a moment. She knew what I wanted. I grinned and shrugged. Lisa smiled at my reaction, shook her head and then added, "Truthfully, I wish I did have the time, but it's my week to oversee the early morning workouts in the weight room."
"Life of a gym teacher," I teased.
"Tell me about it," she sighed.
"Please!" I snorted. "You love your job."
"It's okay," my sister replied.
"Come on," I teased. "How does it feel to know that you're every teenage boys' fantasy?"
"What?" she asked.
"Lisa, you teach gym in high school," I explained. "No only that, but you're beautiful. You're the hot gym teacher every boy thinks about late at night when he's alone in his bed."
"Oh joy," my sister said sarcastically. "That's a picture I could do without." I couldn't help it. I laughed.
"You love it!" I teased. She shook her head again and didn't bother arguing.
"Brian, make sure to wake mom up on time," my sister said, changing the subject. "She's got her third interview today."
"I know," I smiled. "Did you see how nervous she was last night?"
"She has a right to be," Lisa replied. "This job is perfect for her."
"She deserves it," I smiled. "I can't believe how quickly it's moving."
"It was pretty cool when she got a call from her old company's biggest competitor the Monday morning after she quit," Lisa said.
"Yeah," I smiled. "She'll do fine."
"Fine? Mom?" Lisa frowned. "She'll do great!"
"True," I laughed. "I just wish she didn't have to fly across the country and spend three days at their corporate office."
"Don't worry little brother," my sister smiled. "Mom will be home before you know it with a new job and a smile on her face. Besides, I'm still here. I'll take care of you."
"That's what I'm afraid of!" I cried. "You can't cook and your cleaning leaves something to be desired."
"Jerk!" Lisa laughed.
"On the other hand, there are some things you do very well," I said, smiling slowly.
"Not if you keep being so mean to me," my sister said pointedly and moved past my doorway.
I smiled contently. It was only two weeks since mom quit her job and everything changed so drastically at home. We were all happier now. I wasn't sure it could last and mom kept bringing up the fact that it couldn't, but right now I was enjoying myself immensely.
I heard my sister leave the bathroom and go into her bedroom. She was done there surprisingly fast. Lisa was one of those morning people. Ugh!
"I'm leaving little brother," she said as she stopped by my doorway on the way out. "Go wake mom up."
"Can't you do it?" I asked, far too comfortably to move.
"Yes," she said. "But mom needs something to help relieve her anxiety about the interview and you're it."
"Are you crazy?" I laughed. "She'll be wired! If I try and go near her..."
"That's the point," my sister interjected. "Do what you always do and don't give her a choice. She'll thank you afterward."
"You could do it," I offered hopefully.
"No I can't," my sister said. "First, I don't have the time."
"And second, you're still not ready," I sighed, reading her expression. "I get it."
"The thought of mom and me together must really turn you on," Lisa said, looking at me thoughtfully. "You bring it up all the time."
"Hmm," I said. "Let me think? My mother and sister in bed together. Two beautiful women driving each other crazy. Would that really turn me on? You bet!"
"Pervert!" my sister laughed.
"Takes one to know one!" I called as she disappeared down the hall. I heard her leave a few minutes later. "I guess I should wake mom."
The trip to her room was short. I didn't bother putting any clothes on. I opened the door and saw mom sleeping in her bed. The sight made me smile.
Instead of shaking mom awake, I climbed into bed next to her and pulled her into my arms. Mom didn't wake up at first. She snuggled closer instead. I hugged her tight and then kissed her gently.
"Now that's the way to wake up," she moaned, returning my kiss.
"Only the beginning of it," I replied, giving her another kiss before slipping under the covers.
"Brian, what are you doing?" she asked groggily. I ignored the question. The answer was obvious.
Mom slept in the nude these days as well. We all did. Frequently we ended up together on the weekends, but most weekdays we slept in our own beds because otherwise we'd all be too exhausted the next day.
"Brian stop!" my mother gasped when I buried my face between her legs. "I have to get ready. I don't have the time!"
"Sure you do," I disagreed, running my tongue up and down the length of her pussy.
"We shouldn't!" she moaned, spreading her legs and giving me better access.
Mom tasted just as amazing as always. She had plenty of time before she needed to leave for her flight and I planned on making it memorable. It wasn't long before my tongue was working her clit just the way I knew she liked it.
"Oh!" mom cried as her orgasm neared. "Brian, you're tongue is so wicked!" I thrust two fingers inside of her in response.
"Come for me mom!" I demanded.
"No!" she cried, fighting the inevitable. A few moments later her orgasm took her. I licked and sucked until she was done.
She was smiling contently as I moved from under the covers to lie next to her. My lips were still damp with her juices, but mom didn't hesitate in kissing me. She was obviously ready for more despite her orgasm.
Her hand found my cock and she stroked it, not that I needed the stimulation. I was already completely hard. On the other hand, it did feel really good. I enjoyed what mom was doing for a few moments before pulling her on top of me.
Mom's gasp of surprise quickly turned into a moan when I took her hips in both hands and shifted her body until my cock was lined up with her pussy. She was still soaked. I pushed my cock up into her.
"This is new!" she cried, obviously enjoying the position as I held her hips steady and thrust into her a few times.
"It's because you like to play hard to get," I laughed. "I usually have to chase you and hold you down." Mom looked at me. I thought she was going to pull off of me. I didn't mind. I would just do exactly what I said and chase her down if she tried to get away.
"You've corrupted me!" mom whispered lustfully as she started slowly moving up and down.
"So you like having sex with your son now?" I teased.
"I've always liked it," she answered in that same lust filled tone. "It's just so wrong!" I reached up and cupped my mom's full breasts.
"But that's the part you love best, isn't it?" I asked. My mom's eyes met mine. Hers were lust filled, but there was something else there that I hadn't seen before.
"Yes!" she admitted, squeezing down on my cock. "And that's why I keep saying we have to stop. Brian, the last couple of weeks with you and your sister were completely wrong in so many ways, but the truth is that I've never been happier. I love you two with all my heart and the pleasure we share, sick and twisted as it is, is more than I could ever have hoped for, but it can't last forever."
"I don't want to talk about that now," I groaned. "Instead, why don't you tell me how it feels to ride your son?" Mom looked down at me and bit her bottom lip.
She looked ready to continue her argument, but I knew her body was on my side. It was mine and had been since our first night together. I thrust up into her with more strength and pinched both of her nipples gently. Mom gasped. I could feel her giving in slowly.
"Incredible!" she finally moaned, picking up the pace. She was now bouncing on my cock slowly.
"Focus on that and nothing else!" I demanded.
"Oh Brian!" mom gasped, her argument forgotten. "Your cock is so big! It fills me completely!"
I reached up and pulled her toward me. I kissed her passionately and then shifted her just enough for me to kiss her full tits.
"You like my breasts?" mom asked, already knowing the answer, but wanting to hear me say it.
"They're perfect!" I moaned.
Mom smiled and leaned forward, propping herself up with her arms and dangling them in my face. She swayed slowly, teasing me. I enjoyed it for a few moments, but could only take so much of that.
I knocked her arms out of the way and buried my face between her heavy breasts as her torso fell on me. I held onto my mother's hips tighter and started thrusting up into her with short fierce strokes.
"Yes!" she cried as our bodies slapped against each other. It didn't take long for mom's orgasm to build. I rolled us around until I was on top and continued stroking in and out of her, only now my thrusts were much longer and deeper. Mom's nails racked across my back.
"Try not to draw blood this time," I groaned.
"It's not like I do it on purpose!" she gasped.
I grabbed my mom's hands and held them above her head, against the bed. She looked up at me and smiled. My mother's expression was one of lust, but also contentment and trust. She was mine and that's the way we both wanted it. I took her beauty in and shook my head.
I held her like that while I thrust in and out of her over and over again, getting faster as time went by. I watched her expression as her orgasm threatened. There was nothing more beautiful to me then the passion that filled my mother's eyes at the moment of release.
"Tell me!" I growled, close to losing it. "Tell me what you want!"
"Don't make me say it! I'm a good girl!" mom cried. I stopped stroking for a moment. "No! Don't stop!"
"Tell me!" I demanded. She gave in quickly. I wasn't surprised. I knew my mom wanted to tell me.
"I want to feel my son's big cock buried inside of me!" she cried. "I want you to hold me down and fill me with cum!" I thrust deep into her pussy.
"Yes!" I grunted and came. My mother was right behind me. We shivered and shook through our mutual orgasm for quite some time.
"Thanks," mom said with a sigh afterward. "I needed that."
"Lisa thought you would," I grinned, rolling off of my mother.
"Smart girl," mom smiled.
"You want her, don't you?" I asked. My mother didn't quite lose her smile while she shrugged.
"I told you," she said. "I'm a good girl."
"It's going to be that way is it?" I asked. My mother looked at my face.
"Brian! Don't you dare," she said. "I can't miss my flight!"
"Then admit the truth," I said. "Tell me how you really feel about Lisa. For a moment, forget about being a good girl and tell me what you want. It's either that or I'll make you." Mom looked at the clock and then at my eyes. She knew me well enough to know I wasn't joking.
"I love your sister," mom said carefully. I reached for her, but she shifted away. "Okay! I want her! Is that what you wanted to hear?"
"Yes," I smiled, relaxing and lying back.
"But that doesn't mean it will happen," my mother continued as she got out of bed. "She has to want it too. Besides, what we're doing is almost over."
"Over?" I asked in surprised concern.
"Brian, you said until the mark you gave me disappeared," my mother replied. "It's almost gone." Mom lifted her hair to show me her neck. The hickey was still there, but it was fading. The sight of it stunned me. Mom walked into her bathroom before I could say anything.
I heard the water turn on as I lay there. I sat and thought for a few minutes. I had told mom that she was mine until my mark was gone, but was I ready for it to end? Was she? I thought mom looked sad as she went into the bathroom. It didn't take me long to decide what to do.
"Brian!" mom cried as I walked in on her. "What are you doing in here?"
I didn't bother responding. I simply walked into the shower, spun her around and pushed her against the wall. I pulled mom's hair into a ponytail and moved it out of the way.
"No!" mom cried when she realized what I was doing, but by that time it was too late. My lips were latched onto the back of her neck. She fought, but I held her tight as I kissed and sucked on her neck until the hickey was bright once more. I let her go then and she turned to face me.
"Mom, I don't want this to end," I said. "Not yet."
"Oh Brian!" my mom cried. "You think I do? But..."
"I won't let it end!" I interjected more strongly. "You're mine until my mark fades. That was the deal." Mom looked at me.
"You cheated," she said, shaking her head.
"So?" I shrugged, pulled her body against mine and kissing her hungrily. Mom tried to talk, but I wouldn't let her, no until after she started kissing me back.
"Brian!" mom moaned. "No son should have this kind of an effect on his mother!"
"You're mine!" I said.
"For as long as the mark lasts," she said between kisses. "That was the deal."
"I knew you'd see it my way," I smiled.
"Get out," she said as she shook her head and laughed. "I really do need to be going soon."
"You'd leave me like this?" I asked, motioning toward my hardening cock. "Excited and alone? What kind of mother are you?"
"The worst kind," she said, but then dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth.
"You mean the best!" I groaned, taking her head with both hands and stroking my cock between her lips.
Mom locked eyes with me as I fucked her mouth. She never once looked away. It didn't take long for me to cum. The sight of my mother watching me and swallowing as I spurted rope after rope of cum down her throat only made my orgasm last longer.
"Can I return the favor?" I asked, leaning against the shower wall to hold myself up. Mom started to stand and I reached out one hand and helped.
"When I get back," she smiled. "We really don't have the time. If I don't get going right now I'll miss my flight."
"I'll be waiting," I promised.
"I know," she said, shaking her head.
"Don't worry," I added with a grin. "While you're gone, I'll see what I can do about getting Lisa to be try more with you."
"You my son, have a one track mind," mom sighed.
"I wonder where I get it from?" I joked.
"Not me!" she cried. "I'm a good girl."
"Sure you are," I agreed easily, slapping her ass playfully and laughing as I left the shower.
"Young man," my mother said sternly. "You and I have to talk about the correct way to treat a lady."
"I'm willing to listen," I replied as I dried myself. "But I'm reasonably certain you'll miss your plane if you try and explain it right now." My mother shook her head.
"Another time," she said. She was fighting off a smile.
"I can't wait," I grinned.
Mom made it out of the house in plenty of time. The car the company sent to take her to the airport was only waiting a few minutes before she was ready.
"Good luck," I said as I put her bags in the trunk. "Not that you'll need it."
"Thanks," she said, getting into the car.
I waved as she drove off and smiled. I had just enough time for another couple of hours of sleep before I had to get up and get ready for class. I needed it. Mom had a way of totally exhausting me and thoughts of what might happen this weekend with my sister had me smiling in anticipation."See, I didn't poison you after all," Lisa said as we finished dinner.
"Nothing fast acting, anyway," I teased.
"You liked what I made so don't even try it! You ate two servings."
"It was actually pretty good," I admitted.
"Don't sound so surprised." Lisa sounded annoyed, but she was fighting back a smile. The house was quiet and it was just the two of us. We were both in a good mood.
"Did mom call while I was at class?" I asked, wondered how mom was doing.
"Yes, she made it in fine," my sister replied. "She told us to have fun and to keep the party down to a dull roar."
"Man, has she changed!" I laughed.
"She was just kidding." Lisa paused and had a thoughtful expression for a moment. "On the other hand, it did sound like she was condoning us having a party. Do we disappoint her?"
"I don't know. If we have people over, I might have to sleep alone tonight, and that doesn't really interest me." A party did sound good, but spending time alone with my sister sounded even better.
"Me neither," Lisa said, smiling at me sexily. A moment later she was in my arms and we were kissing. I had my sister half out of her clothes right there in the kitchen when someone knocked on the side door. We froze and frowned at each other.
"We could ignore whoever it is?" I offered, but I wasn't hopeful. Whoever it was knew us because they came to the side door.
"Hey!" we heard my cousin Gloria cry. "Dad told me aunt Deb was going out of town. Let us in!"
"There goes that idea," I sighed.
"You go get it," Lisa said as she reached for her clothes on the floor. "I'll be right back." Lisa ran into the bathroom while I opened the door.
"Hey cous!" Gloria grinned as she walked in.
"Hello Gloria, Bobby," I said. "I supposed Francis and Rhonda aren't far behind you?"
"They had plans for tonight," Bobby replied. "But when your cousin heard that you two were alone, she insisted we visit."
"That's because your parents aren't much better than my father," Gloria grinned. "We never get any time alone."
"Sounds like someone's horny," I laughed.
"Would you believe the last time we were together was that night we slept over here?" Gloria asked rhetorically. Her eyes shined.
"It also sounds like someone's been drinking," Lisa added as she finally joined us.
"I might have had a little too much wine at dinner," Gloria laughed.
"Might?" Bobby grinned.
"Jerk!" Gloria snapped, but then gave him a kiss that had to make his toes curl.
"I take it you two want to borrow one of the bedrooms?" I asked.
"Please," Bobby said. I shook my head.
"Use the guest room," Lisa said. "And make sure you clean up after you're done." Lisa and I watched as the two made their way upstairs.
"You do know that this is exactly what mom didn't want to happen?" I asked when they were gone.
"Yes," Lisa sighed. "But Gloria is family. Are we supposed to kick her out?"
"We could call uncle James?" I offered.
"Yeah," my sister said sarcastically. "That's a good idea!"
We looked at each other in silence. I wanted my sister and the feeling was mutual based on the way she was looking at me. The intensity of our desire peaked momentarily, but instead of reaching for each other we both started laughing.
"You want to watch a movie?" I asked.
"Why not," she said. "They can't spend the night. Uncle James knows mom is out. I'm sure Gloria will have to go home."
"Eventually," I sighed. "It's still pretty early."
"Eventually," my sister agreed, but then she smiled sexily and added, "Although, I'm sure they won't be down for a while."
"What do you have in mind?" I asked, smiling now too.
"Nothing too crazy," she replied. "We can't take the chance of being caught."
"True," I said. "But if we do anything, I'm not sure I'll be able to control myself."
"Come on little brother," Lisa grinned. "You're all about control."
"Of others," I laughed. "My self control only goes so far."
"Let's see if we can work on that," Lisa said, taking my hand and leading me to the couch in the living room. "You sit here."
"Where are you sitting?" I frowned. She obviously had something in mind.
"Over here," she smiled, sitting on the recliner in the corner of the room. It was mom's chair. She liked to read in it. You didn't have a particularly good view of the television from it, but it was comfortable and you could see the stairway that led to the bedrooms. Lisa pulled a blanket over herself.
"Now what?" I asked.
"We watch television of course," she said.
"Wouldn't you have a better view from here?" I asked, patting the couch cushion next to mine.
"I like the view from here fine," she replied. I shrugged and put the television on. I had no idea what she had in mind, but I figured I'd find out eventually. I received a hint of what she was planning when she added, "Put on channel 70."
I smiled and nodded in understanding. Channel 70 wasn't full-fledged porn or anything, but there was a lot of skin. I used to sneak out of my room and watching it late at night some times as a kid.
"Bring back memories little brother?" Lisa asked. Obviously, she knew what I used to do.
"Some," I admitted.
"For me too," she smiled. "You don't think you're the only one who used to watch this channel late at night for the thrill of it, do you?"
"Yeah, but you got to do it in your room."
"You're not still mad at that, are you?" she laughed.
The cable provider we used allowed for three televisions in the house with full access to all of the channels mom paid for. Any additional televisions would only get the basic channels unless mom was willing to pay more. She wasn't.
"Let's not go there," I said, remembering how mad I was when mom chose the living room, her bedroom and Lisa's for the full service televisions.
"I am the oldest," she grinned.
"You don't even watch much television!" I snapped, but then realized how I sounded and took a deep breath.
"Did you ever think that mom gave me all the stations exactly because of that?" she asked. "You used to stay up late and watch television every chance you could. Imagine how bad it would have been if you had all the channels."
"True," I admitted thoughtfully, but then grinned and added, "This one alone would have exhausted me."
"It did," she laughed. "Every time you snuck out and watched it late at night."
"I didn't do it that often," I said.
"Only when you were really horny," my sister said, but then laughed again and added, "Which for a teenage boy meant every chance you got!"
"I wasn't that bad!" I argued, but I was laughing now too.
"Sure you were," Lisa disagreed. "In fact, if I didn't catch you and threaten to tell mom, you probably would have watched it every night."
"Don't remind me," I groaned. We hadn't talked about what happened in years. My sister had caught me going at it red handed so to speak. It was definitely one of the most embarrassing things that had ever happened to me. Up until this moment I'd been able to block it from my mind.
"Oh relax," she said. "You were a kid doing what kids do. The only reason why I threatened to tell mom was because I figured if I could catch you by accident, then so could she."
"So, what exactly are we doing here?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Well," she said, smiling sexily. "I was thinking that you could do what you were doing that night I caught you."
"No way!" I cried, embarrassed despite how our relationship changed recently.
"Don't worry," she grinned. "After you're done, we can switch seats."
"Really?" I asked in surprise.
"Girls do it too," she laughed. "Don't you think I took care of things by myself in my room some nights?"
"I never thought about it," I frowned, realizing just how excited the picture of Lisa playing with herself got to me.
"I promise if you go first, you'll be able to do more than think about it," my sister said, and then when I hesitated she added, "Come on, do it!"
"I thought I was the bossy one in this family," I frowned.
"Sorry, you are when it comes to this type of stuff," she laughed. "And mom likes to be controlled. Me, I can go either way, but I wasn't trying to boss you around. I just think this will be really hot. I've never seen a guy do it in real life."
"It's too weird," I sighed.
"Come on, for me? Please?" Lisa asked. I nodded slowly.
"I'll give it a shot, but I don't know," I said. "Make sure to keep an eye out for Gloria and Bobby."
"Cool!" my sister cried excitedly. "Just remember, you have to stay over there. We can't get near each other or we'll both lose control."
I shook my head and focused on the television, or should I say I tried to focus on it. It wasn't easy with someone watching me. I began rubbed my cock through my sweats when the first pair of boobs popped out on the screen. I did harden slightly, but I was still too distracted trying to ignore Lisa. A few minutes later I was ready to quit.
"Lisa..." I began, looking at her, but stopped when I saw her blanket moving. "Oh wow!"
"I'm sorry," she sighed. The blanket stopped moving. "Just the thought of watching you is getting to me."
"If watching me take care of myself is really what turns you on," I grinned, finally knowing how to give her what she wanted. "Then keep doing what you were doing a moment ago."
Lisa looked at me and smiled slowly. The blanket started moving again. My cock stiffened considerably. The television was forgotten. I pushed my sweat down in the front and let my cock pop free as I watched my sister play with herself. I couldn't really see anything, but just her expression was enough.
I slowly started stroking my cock. Lisa licked her lips at the sight and moaned softly. I picked up the pace. So did my sister based on the movement of her blanket. I could tell we were both going to peak soon.
"Let me see!" I growled. My sister's eyes flashed before she glanced toward the stairwell. I understood her concern and added, "They can't be done yet." I had no idea if I was right, but at the moment I could care less. I wanted to see what Lisa was doing under that blanket!
My sister nodded in agreement and lifted the cover slightly. It was my turn to moan. Lisa had two fingers buried in her pussy and was already working it hard. It made my mouth water.
"I want to taste you!" I growled, half standing.
"No!" Lisa cried. "That wasn't the deal. We finish like this! Later, after Gloria and Bobby are gone, you can taste me as long as you like."
"I'm going to hold you to that," I promised.
"Lucky me!" she moaned.
I could tell we were both fighting our orgasms. We wanted this to last, but it was a losing battle. The sight of my sister playing with herself was just too much for me. Obviously she was having the same problem. I was only moments away from release when it happened.
"Wow Lisa, don't you have a room?"
It was my cousin's voice. I couldn't see Gloria, but she was obviously coming down the stairs. I was horrified at how she would react once she realized what we were doing. She already saw Lisa and seemed to be taking it in stride from her tone, but it was going to be a lot worse when she saw me too. I had no idea what to do.
"Shh!" Lisa cried. "Brian is sleeping over there." She was pointing toward me.
'Great idea!' I grinned silently as I closed my eyes and shifted quietly. I also took a moment to pull my sweats over my cock. I was still hard, but the darkness and the way I was laying down would hide that.
"With your brother in the same room?" Gloria asked, but her voice was softer.
"I couldn't help it," Lisa replied. "Brian insisted we watch this stupid channel and it got to me. It sure didn't help that I knew you and Bobby were upstairs."
"And I guess it's been a while for you since you broke up with Ted a couple of weeks ago," Gloria added in an understanding tone. My sister remained silent. The truth was that she had a lot more sex since she broke up with him, but she couldn't tell Gloria that.
"How come you came downstairs?" Lisa asked, changing the subject. "I thought you two would be at it for quite a bit longer."
"Oh, we will!" my cousin laughed as she finally came into sight. "I was thirsty."
I noticed that she was wearing one of Lisa's robes. There wasn't a tie and although Gloria was holding it closed, there were gaps. I kept catching a glimpse of her pale skin every so often.
'So much for my cock calming down,' I thought as it stiffened considerable.
Gloria had red hair, pale skin and freckles. She was short and shapely. I looked at her and wondered what she'd look like without the robe.
The truth was that I never consciously thought of my mother and sister in a sexual way until after all this started. I can't say the same about my cousin.
I'd had plenty of fantasies about Gloria growing up. She was a year older than me and we didn't hang out much until these last couple of years when everyone became old enough to drive. I guess that distance early on let me see her as what she was, a very sexy redhead.
"I'm just glad I came down instead of Bobby," Gloria was saying as I refocused on the conversation. "One look at you and what you were doing and he would have been all over you!"
"Please," Lisa said, rolling her eyes. "He's too deeply in love with you to do something that stupid."
"He is, isn't he?" Gloria laughed. "Of course, if he weren't he'd have attacked you. You're definitely his type."
"And you're not?" my sister asked.
"Not really," Gloria replied. "We joke about it all the time. We love each other and we'll be together forever, but it's funny how neither one of us physically are each other's type. Don't get me wrong, we're attracted to each other and our sex life is great. It's just weird."
"In that case you just be thankful I'm a good cousin," my sister said. "Because I'm awfully horny these days and if he weren't..."
"Shame, shame!" Gloria interjected, laughing again.
"Sue me," Lisa shrugged. "By the way, if Bobby's isn't your type, then who is?"
"You remember your ex-boyfriend Ted?" my cousin grinned.
"Really?" my sister asked. If I weren't supposed to be asleep I would have said more than that. Ted, pftt!
"If we're talking looks alone, definitely," Gloria responded. "My type is tall, dark and handsome and Ted was all those things. It's too bad that's all he was."
"Tell me about it," Lisa sighed.
I saw her glance my way. Her expression changed when she saw me. I think she'd almost forgotten I was faking being asleep. I didn't mind. The conversation was interesting and Gloria was barely holding her robe closed now.
"Hmm," my sister said. "You know who else is tall, dark and handsome?"
"Who?" Gloria was frowning as she tried to guess who Lisa meant.
"Brian," my sister replied.
"He's your brother!" Gloria cried.
"And your cousin, but what's that have to do with it? I'm only saying that in the looks department he's your type."
"He is kind of cute," my cousin admitted, which was always nice to know.
"He's not as handsome as Ted," Lisa put in. "Then again, not a lot of guys are."
'I'll get you for that!' I promised, knowing she was saying it just to bother me.
"I don't think you're doing your brother justice," Gloria said. "Ted is prettier than a guy is supposed to be. You're little brother has rugged good looks. I like that in a guy."
"So, are you trying to tell me that if he weren't your cousin you'd jump him?" my sister asked.
"Lisa! That's terrible!" my cousin cried.
"I noticed that you didn't answer," my sister grinned.
"He's my cousin!" Gloria added.
"That didn't stop you from kissing me all those years ago," Lisa said, surprising me. I think my cousin was even more shocked.
"I can't believe you brought that up!" she cried. "We were just kids."
"True, but I am your cousin and it was your idea," my sister teased. "And we're not kids anymore."
"And we never kissed again," Gloria said defensively.
"Hmm," Lisa said thoughtfully. "Do you want to?"
"What?" my cousin cried.
"Calm down," my sister said. "I'm a little drunk and I was just curious if it was as good as I remember."
"Bobby is upstairs waiting for me," Gloria said nervously.
"Then you'd better go to him," Lisa replied. "And I'm sorry if I upset you."
"I'm not upset," my cousin replied. "I'm just surprised."
"So, do you want to?" my sister asked when Gloria didn't more toward the stairs. "Kiss me?"
Gloria looked at Lisa in silence for a moment. I actually thought she was going to do it for a moment, but she slowly shook her head and stepped back.
"I can't. I'm sorry," my cousin said.
"No need to apologize," Lisa replied. "We're family. It's fine."
"What's fine?" I heard Bobby ask from the hallway. Both ladies jumped. I just grinned to myself.
"Nothing!" Gloria cried.
"Hmm, a secret," he smiled. "I love secrets. Lisa, would you care to tell me what's going on?" My cousin looked at my sister with a pleading look.
"None of your business," Lisa replied.
"Come on Gloria," Bobby laughed. "You know I'll get whatever it is out of you later anyway."
"No," she said. I decided to have some fun. I knew Bobby well enough to know it would take an awful lot for him to really get upset.
"It's not that big of a deal," I said, sitting up.
"You're awake!" Gloria cried.
"I was asleep," I smiled. "But you two yammering work me up."
"What were they talking about?" Bobby asked.
"Brian..." Gloria said in a tone that I knew was meant to warn me.
"Lisa was trying to get Gloria to kiss her," I said, answering Bobby. "It seems that they did it once before when they were younger."
"Oh wow!" Bobby cried. "That's hot!"
"You're not mad?" Gloria asked in surprise.
"Why would I be?" he shrugged. Bobby was taking it well. I decided to push a little further.
"Yeah, and before that Lisa was telling Gloria they she was lucky because if they weren't cousins my sister would be all over you," I added.
"Hey!" Lisa cried, but I knew she wasn't really upset. She was enjoying this almost as much as I was. "That was only after Gloria said I was your type."
"Man!" Bobby said, shaking his head. "I should have come down here a while ago. I was wondering what was taking you so long."
"So, about that kiss..." I laughed.
"Now that's something I'd like to see!" Bobby groaned.
"Really?" Gloria frowned. "I only said no because I felt it would be cheating on you."
"Go ahead," he said. "I think it would be hot!"
"Me too," I put in.
"And the fact that we're cousin's doesn't bother either of you?" Lisa asked.
"Not me," Bobby grinned. "You're not related to me."
"Honestly, it sort of turns me on," I answered.
"Wow man! That's your sister and cousin we're talking about," Bobby said in surprise.
"True," I agreed. "But they're both beautiful women as well."
"And besides," Lisa added. "It's just a kiss."
"I don't know," Gloria blushed. "The first time it seemed like a lot more than just that. I felt it down to my toes!"
"I'm surprised you only did it once," I said.
"Me too," my cousin replied, still blushing.
"Well, we can fix that right now," Lisa said, looking at Gloria hungrily.
"Are you sure it's okay?" my cousin asked her boyfriend."Absolutely," he replied instantly.
Bobby and I were both watching the ladies and waiting almost impatiently as they moved together. They were smiling at each other obviously remembering the first time. Gloria looked nervous, but not my sister. I guess all the kisses she shared with our mother over the last two weeks got her past that.
I wasn't the only one who groaned when their lips met. Bobby was grinning and his eyes glowed in excitement. Gloria pulled back first.
"That wasn't much of a kiss," I said pointedly. The truth was that it was very hot and lasted quite a few seconds. I was just hoping to convince them to do it again.
"I agree," Bobby said, picking up on what I was trying to do instantly. "Do it again. Only this time mean it!"
"Hey!" Gloria cried. "We..."
Whatever she was about to say was lost when my sister grabbed our redheaded cousin and pulled her lips against hers. This kiss lasted a lot longer and I saw the moment that Gloria let Lisa pushed her tongue into her mouth.
"Alright!" Bobby cried. "They're Frenching!"
"Now that's what I call a kiss!" I groaned.
"Gloria," my sister said as they finally pulled apart. "You really are a great kisser."
"I agree," Bobby put in.
"You know," Gloria smiled at her boyfriend. "It doesn't seem fair that I got to kiss someone and you didn't. It sort of still feels like I cheated. How about you kiss Lisa too? That way we're even."
"That's not necessary," Bobby smiled lovingly at the redhead.
"Hey!" I joked. "What's wrong with my sister that you don't want to kiss her?"
"Oh, I want to!" he laughed. "It's just not necessary."
"Do it for me?" Gloria asked. "Please!"
"Well, if you want me to that badly," Bobby laughed.
"Wait a second," Lisa said with a raised eyebrow. "Don't a get a say in this?"
"No," I answered succinctly. "Bobby, kiss her."
I'm pretty sure both Gloria and Bobby were surprised by how I answered, but so be it. All this kissing was making me horny.
This time is was Lisa who was nervous. Bobby looked once more at Gloria who smiled and nodded. A moment later he kissed my sister. Lisa obviously enjoyed it.
"Oh wow!" Gloria said. "It's weird to watch you two kissing."
"Are you okay?" Bobby asked in concern, breaking away from my sister.
"I guess," Gloria replied thoughtfully. "You would think it would bother me more, but it doesn't."
"Good!" Lisa said and pulled Bobby's lips back to hers. I laughed and Gloria shook her head. We both knew Lisa.
"Thanks," Bobby said when he was done. "And thank you Babe. Lisa is an excellent kisser too."
"Yes she is," Gloria smiled.
"You know," I said. "How come I'm the only one who didn't get a kiss?"
"Don't look at me!" Bobby laughed.
"Very funny," I said, shaking my head. Everyone was looking at Gloria. My cousin looked back and forth between us all.
"Well, I can't kiss him," Lisa shrugged. "He's my brother."
"He's my cousin!" Gloria cried.
"So is Lisa and that didn't stop you," I put in helpfully.
"Go ahead," Bobby sighed. "It's not really fair to leave him out." Gloria looked at me and frowned.
"You really want to kiss me?" she asked. "Even though we're cousins. It doesn't gross you out?" Gloria asked.
"Cous, you a hot redhead," I replied honestly. "How could I possible be grossed out? Besides, do you really think I'm less perverted than you and Lisa?"
"Oh go ahead already!" Bobby laughed. "I need to get you upstairs!"
"Okay, I guess," Gloria said, moving toward me tentatively.
Our lips touched and I put one hand on the back of her neck, holding her mouth against mine. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and Gloria moaned. She tried to separate, but I refused to let her.
"Oh wow! That's so hot!" Lisa moaned. "Gloria, I hope you don't mind, but I need another kiss." A moment later I heard my sister and my cousin's boyfriend kissing again. Gloria knew what was going on. Her kiss grew even more passionate.
I put my other hand on the small of my redheaded cousin's back and pulled her body against mine. Her robe opened and I got a glimpse of her full breasts. My hand dropped lower to her round ass. I rubbed and squeezed it. Gloria's eyes popped open as I finally let her pull back and catch her breath. She saw the hunger in my eyes and knew what it meant. Her eyes flashed with her own desire, but she pushed away from me.
"Bobby, I think we'd better go upstairs now," Gloria said.
"Upstairs, right," Bobby said as he pulled away from Lisa. She was rubbing his cock through his pants and I could tell it took all of his strength to move away.
"We'll see you two later!" Gloria said, taking Bobby's hand and pulling him toward the stairwell.
"Sorry for getting you two all worked up," Bobby added.
"We'll manage," I said.
Lisa and I stood watching each other in complete silence until we heard the door to their room shut. There was no holding back once it did. We were both too much in need. I pulled my sister to me and she fell into my arms.
"Wow!" she moaned between kisses. "I thought they were going to go for it."
"You and me both!" I moaned. Our kisses grew more and more passionate.
"I supposed we should still wait until they're gone," Lisa sighed after a few minutes.
"We should," I agreed, but then lifted my sister and threw her over my shoulder and moved toward the stairway.
"Brian!" Lisa cried, but she was laughing. "Where are you taking me?"
"To mom's bed of course," I grinned. It was the farthest from the guest bedroom. We could hear Bobby and Gloria going at it as we passed. I didn't bother to pause.
In moments Lisa was lying on her back in mom's bed with my cock buried between her legs. She was soaked and it felt so good as I drove in and out of her. I lifted my sister's legs to my shoulders and held them there as I did my best to drive her crazy. Lisa was very limber so I was able to lean forward and kiss her.
"I always wanted to fuck a gymnast!" I growled, looking at her knees resting on either side of her head.
"Easy!" she moaned. "I haven't been a gymnast in years!"
"Okay, then the hot gym teacher!" I cried. "The one all the guys think about."
"Stop that!" she cried, but I could tell the thought was getting to her.
"I wonder how many guys are thinking about you right now as they take care of themselves?" I asked, shifting back and stroking in and out of my sister with long strokes.
"That's terrible!" she moaned. I could tell Tara was close. We both were from what happened downstairs.
"Cum for me!" I demanded.
"No!" she cried fighting off her orgasm. I grinned. I had an idea.
"Can't you just picture Gloria and Bobby going at it right now?" I asked. "I bet he's giving her everything he has!"
"Oh!" she moaned. "His shoulders are so wide!"
"You want to feel Bobby inside of you, don't you?" I asked. "Admit it! You want to fuck you cousin's boyfriend until he fills you with his cum!"
"Of course!" she finally cried.
"Slut!" I joked.
"Maybe," she gasped out. "But I'm still better than you. Bobby isn't our cousin. Gloria is! You want to take her the way you're taking me!"
"I doubt she could handle this position," I laughed. "Cousin Gloria is built, but she's never been a gymnast or a gym teacher."
"That doesn't mean you don't want her," Lisa said.
"Oh, I do!" I growled, picking up the pace. "I want her badly. I've never been with a redhead before and Gloria is stacked. I'm dying to see what her tits look like. And her ass! It's so round and full."
"So you'd fuck her, your own cousin?" Lisa asked. She was teasing me. We both knew exactly what I'd do.
"She's not you or mom," I said thoughtfully, as if I were thinking about it. I could hold a straight face for long though. I grinned and added, "But you know what the thought of incest does to me."
"Me too!" my sister cried and finally came.
Her pussy clamped down on my cock. I groaned, pulled out and thrust back into her with all my strength. My orgasm took me hard. I pumped my cum in my sister for quite a while. It was one of my better orgasms.
"You know," my sister laughed gently as we separated, straightening her legs with some difficulty. "I may have to go back to gymnastics if you're going to keep twisting me into a pretzel while we do it."
"You could try yoga," I laughed.
"That's an idea," she replied and lay on my chest for a few moments while we caught our breath.
"What time is it?" I asked. My sister glanced at the nightstand on her side of the bed.
"Would you believe only eight?" she replied.
"Wow," I said. "I'm ready for bed."
"Me too," Lisa sighed. "But we can't let Gloria find us together like this."
"You're right. We should go back to our own rooms," I sighed. "You go ahead. I'll follow in a little while." Lisa gave me another kiss and disappeared.
I lay there smiling contently thinking about my night. Not bad at all and it was still early. On the other hand, I was pretty tired.
"I should go to my room and get some sleep, but mom's bed is very comfortable," I said with a sigh. It still smelled of Lisa and I smiled, drifting off to sleep almost without realizing it.
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"What was that!" I snapped, waking up with a jolt. I looked around, but there was no one there. I was alone in my mother's room. I lay back and worked on forcing my heart stop beating so fast. "It must have been a dream."
I didn't remember what my imagination decided to interrupt my sleep with, but whatever it was must have been good. It took quite a while for my heart to settle down. I thought I only nodded off, but when I looked at the clock I saw that it was after nine. Despite the way I woke up, the nap felt good. I stood, straightened mom's bed and dressed.
After I was done I decided to go see if Lisa was still awake. I was in the mood again. No surprise there, but I hesitated when I passed the guest bedroom and didn't hear Gloria and Bobby. I doubt they'd fallen asleep and it was too early for them to have left. I thought maybe they were downstairs with Lisa when Gloria walked out of the bathroom wearing my sister's robe again.
"Hey," I smiled.
"Hello," she said shyly, refusing to look at me at first.
"It's going to be like that is it?" I sighed dramatically.
"Sorry," my cousin grinned, meeting my eyes. "It's just been a weird night."
"They happen," I said in understanding. I didn't bother to add out loud, 'More and more each day', but I was thinking it.
"I guess they do," she sighed, and then added, "I'm exhausted."
"It's nice to know Bobby knows how to take care of you."
"Oh, he does. Although, I think tonight was more about Lisa than me. He kept calling her name out as he came."
"Are you okay with that?" I frowned in concern. She shrugged.
"I'm not sure, but it's not like I can get indignant," she said. "I was too busy calling out your name at the moment to get upset."
"Oh fuck!" I groaned. "You shouldn't tell me something like that."
"Why not?" she grinned. I don't know what came over me, but suddenly my desire for Gloria overrode my better judgment.
"Do you really want to know?" I asked hungrily, getting closer. Gloria eyes grew big.
"You wouldn't!" she cried, but I saw her desire. It mirrored my own.
"I wouldn't bet on that," I said, gently pushed my cousin up against the wall and pinning her there. "After all, I can still remember the taste of your kiss on my lips."
"I remember," she said, licking her own lips nervously. I couldn't hold off any longer. I started kissing my redheaded cousin passionately.
"Brian!" Gloria cried, but it didn't stop me from holding her steady and continuing, or her from beginning to return my kisses. The robe she was wearing fell open and I cupped one of her pale white breasts. I squeezed and she moaned.
"I've dreamed about this for a long time," I said, kissing her neck now.
"Really?" she asked.
"If you only knew!" I groaned and sucked on her neck harder.
"Stop!" she cried. "Don't leave a mark!"
I realized that she was right. Gloria was Bobby's, not mine. I didn't have the right to mark her. I kissed my way back to her mouth. The robe was off her shoulders now and I was cupping both of her full breasts.
I was so into what I was doing I almost didn't notice when Lisa entered the hall. My sister stopped and watched us for a few minutes. I saw her lick her lips more than once before she came toward us.
"You two aren't being fair to Bobby," she said. Poor Gloria jumped in surprise.
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