Incest/Taboo A New Beginning

I looked in the mirror, frowning at her. Once again waving my hand at her furiously. "I bet you would like to cum now wouldn't you?" I teased. And you will baby, you will. But not inside me...on my ass. I want to feel your cum squirting all over my ass when you finally do cum. I waved again. Pleased when mom actually stepped much further into the room, making sure she came in quietly, straight up behind me, even slinking down a little. This was gutty, even for her.

"Ok, I'm going to put you inside me again," I informed him, though my hand was no where's near his dick. But I knew mom's was when I felt her suddenly guiding Danny's cock back into my sweet slit, even playing with it a bit before pressing it in. I mouthed the words silently, seeing Danny's eyes grow large as I did. "That's mom...not me." I thought he was going to bust a nut right then and there, and damn near did too!

"Oh FUCK!" He cried out involuntarily, though unfortunately, his unexpected outburst scared mom away. She cautiously retreated back towards the doorway, disappearing for a moment before looking again. But I was pleased to see that she had completely removed her skirt and thong when she next reappeared. One hand spreading her lips a part. The other working her clit much the same way I did, almost as though jacking it off as she stood there looking on. All this excitement and stimulation bringing me to the very edge as well. And I knew I was easily capable of cumming at the drop of a hat.

"You ready baby? You ready to squirt that nice hot load all over my nasty sweet ass?"

"Fuck yes please!" He cried out, already feeling his dick swell even bigger if that was possible. I lifted up, forcing his prick to un-cunt me, and then spun around on him so fast that he had no time to react. "Eat me...make me cum with you," I demanded, knowing that would keep him busy while I dared do this. I once again motioned towards mom. Seeing that Danny was now otherwise occupied, she actually came walking back in again, now kneeling on the floor at the end of the bed, only a foot or so away from Danny's hard stiff cock as I began licking and sucking it. I pointed it at her, grinning. She shook her head no. I licked it again, sucking it again, showing her the dribble of cum that suddenly oozed from the tip of his prick. He was only moments away now from spurting. I pointed it at her one more, winking. And then mouthed the words.

"Do it!"

To my delight. She did.

I don't think Danny ever knew she had actually licked it. Though that's all she did, quickly, and then backed off as I did. In moment's Danny's cock lurched and he began spewing all over the place, most of which ended up between my breasts, though I was likewise in the throes of an orgasm myself due to his talented tongue on my clit. But even better, so was mom. The look in her eyes so wild, so lustful and crazy, watching Danny's prick spunking my tits. She even reached out, smearing a bit of it over and around my breasts, licking off her fingers before crawling out backwards through the door again actually on her hands and knees.

It was nasty as fuck.

My turn

I was really starting to appreciate this alone time that mom and I had in the morning. It gave us a chance to chat, to recap events while they were still fresh, and certainly before she could start feeling even the least bit guilty about it. I knew for my part, I had to keep her from thinking like that, and thus keep it exciting, arousing even dangerous to some degree. I was beginning to understand my mother, better than she understood herself. We really, truly were far more alike than she obviously realized. But I knew without any doubt whatsoever, it was the "danger" part that she found truly exciting, stimulating, even if it scared her a little. That...was a crucial aspect of the whole thing.

I came downstairs early again, not even bothering to put much of anything on, just a simple pair of skimpy bikini panties as I strolled into the kitchen, pouring myself a cup of coffee. It was obvious she was waiting for me, sitting at the kitchen table. Though the look in her eyes told me, she was definitely struggling with what had happened.

"You know you really should come dressed," she told me looking up at me as I walked over, pulling a chair out at the table sitting down across from her. Boobs obviously on display though she again purposely averted her eyes.

"Why? Steven and Danny have left already...just us girls," I said smiling sipping my coffee. Wondering as I did, what she was planning on telling me, and hoping that I could quickly deflect whatever reservations she obviously had.

"We need to talk."

"Obviously, though you have to admit mom, it was pretty damn exciting wasn't it?" If I could get her to admit to that, I knew her resolve would weaken a little, and I could work with that.

"Exciting, yes. Admittedly, but I'm not sure it's such a good idea to be doing things like that, not safe...not right..."

"Oh? And what was wrong with what happened? Nothing really. I mean seriously mom. You got to see Danny's hard stiff cock right? And you got to see him fucking me with it. You have to admit it mom, it was hot seeing that wasn't it? And it was damn fucking hot knowing you were watching us. That was a major turn on. Just like the other day when we watched one another getting off."

Mom was flustered again, as I repainted the images for her. "Yes but..."

"But nothing," I stopped her. "Look...mom, let's face it. You and I are a lot alike. You know it, and I know it. So it's just a matter of admitting that to one another, and then moving forward from there. It was damn fucking exciting knowing you were there, especially with you playing with yourself, watching Danny's cock sliding in and out of me. And I could see by the look on your face, that you were honestly enjoying it. So what's wrong with that? It was nasty fun yes?"

"That's just it Sin," Mom said using my nick-name. "It was nasty. Nasty dirty, and I was enjoying it a little bit too much I think. You have no idea how tempting it was for me, to just wrap my lips around Danny's hard cock and suck it for him. I was so tempted to do that, but didn't dare."

"I wish you had of. And so does Danny for that matter," I said.

"Wha...what do you mean by that?"

"Oh don't worry. I didn't mean he knew anything about you actually being there last night. I mean when he's talked to me before, you know...even before you actually got there when I was licking and sucking his cock, teasing him. Asking him if he'd like seeing the two of us together doing that. He said that would be a real fantasy come true if something like that were to ever happen. That's all. But the point is, he'd have been in seventh heaven if he'd felt the two of us actually licking and sucking him together last night. Which is why I said, I wish you had." Mom relaxed, now understanding what I meant, though the truth of course was far beyond that. Danny had indeed popped another nut a bit later as I sucked his cock, actually talking about that, and then telling him just before he came, that mom had actually licked it herself. He'd been totally unaware of her involvement beyond just watching us until I informed him it had been her hand that had slipped his cock back up inside me, and that she had actually licked a droplet of his almost-cum, off the end of his dick. "I am curious about something else though," I asked.

"Oh? And what is that?"

"You mention anything to Steven about what we did?"

She actually chuckled, nodding her head. But I was pleased to see her actually relax to, readjusting herself in her seat. Her early morning robe parting just a bit, revealing the fact she was as usual, naked beneath it. "Yes."

"And?"

"It was like you said. He got off on knowing that. Figuratively, and literally speaking. He thought it was "damn fucking hot" in his words, that we could actually do that. He even asked me if we'd done anything else. But of course, I told him no...we hadn't, and that it was bad enough we'd even done that much. You are after all, my own flesh and blood. And I may be many things, but I'm not into incest, at least not like that," she back peddled.

"So just a little incest is ok then," I teased. She scowled at me, trying to look serious, and then laughed.

"You're such a shit."

"Maybe so. But then, I am your shit after all. And I like it that way. Now...what else did you two talk about anyway? Did you tell him anything about last night?"

This time mom's face turned beet red. "I did...I, I had told him what we'd talked about when we were...you know, watching one another. And then I'm suddenly telling him that you had actually invited me to come home and pretend to walk in on you. Needless to say, he got excited about that too. Told me not to leave out any details...to tell him everything."

I liked where this was going. "And? So did you? Tell him everything?"

"Yes, I did. I found that I agreed with you Cynthia. I don't want our marriage starting off with there being any secrets between us. So yes...I told him everything. Well...almost everything anyway. I didn't tell him about the licking part. I figured he didn't need to know about that necessarily, since it was only a quick simple lick."

"And so what did he have to say about that?" Mom shook her head, and sighed.

"He told me, I should have sucked it while I had the chance."

We must have talked for about an hour. Not just about sexual things either, but just about everything. It was nice being able to do that with her. Growing closer with her again, just like in the old days. But eventually, I slowly drew the discussion back around again. It was time to find out how open she was to a few things.

"So, mom...you got to see Danny. How about returning the favor for me?"

Her eyes opened wide. "What? Seriously? You want to see Steven's cock?"

"Of course I do. I am curious after all. And after all...fairs fair. You got to see Danny's up close and personal, now...I think you should return the favor, and let me see Steven's."

"Ha...how? How do you propose we go about doing that?"

"Easy. Same scenario. Same situation basically. Plan an evening, make sure he's really hot and bothered. Just make sure to leave your bedroom door open, so that I don't have to worry about trying to open it in order to peek in. That way, I can watch the two of you doing it, and enjoy myself pretty much the same way you did."

"You're really wicked you know that?"

"No worse than you are," I shot back. "You have to admit mom, it really is exciting and naughty doing this isn't it? Come on admit it. You like it as nasty and dirty as I do."

"Ok, I admit it. It still doesn't make it right though. We're treading on thin ice here. Things could get easily out of hand."

"But it's nasty isn't it? Nasty fun. Dirty nasty fun. Go on, say it."

"Yeah, it's dirty nasty. It's dirty nasty fun. There. I said it! Happy now?"

"Almost," I said reaching down, pulling off my panties, throwing them up onto the table, and then reaching over to the fruit bowl, grabbing a banana.

"And just what the hell do you think you're doing?"

"What's it look like I'm doing? I'm a nasty dirty girl, in a nasty, dirty mood. Who's about to get nasty and dirty in front of her mother again. That's what."

I eased the nice firm banana inside my pussy, and then sat there simply smiling and looking at mom while I banana-fucked myself, even though she couldn't actually see me doing that. She reached over, grabbing another, and then parted her robe.

"You really are a nasty dirty girl," she told me as she began fucking herself with her own banana.

"I know. And you're a really nasty, dirty mother. And I love it. Now...tell me when you think I can watch you and Steven fuck, and it better be soon too, or I'll ask him myself."

"You wouldn't!" She first said, and then looked at me again. "Ok, so maybe you would. But don't you dare. You leave that part up to me."

And with that, we sat back and watched one another get off on the banana's we were both using.

Coming out of her shell

We had chosen the following evening to do this as Danny was working a double shift and wouldn't be home until way late. It would give us the opportunity and time without having to worry about Danny finding out, as I wasn't quite ready yet to throw him into the mix just yet. I knew if I moved too fast, things could unravel quickly here, and I had already invested a lot of time and thinking into this as it was. The images of my parents, and Danny's forever engrained in my mind. Their looks of total and complete bliss, passion, and ecstasy something that I too wanted to capture. But it meant taking things slowly, one step at a time.

The one really amazing side effect from all of this, was the slow yet gradual transformation of my mother. Dad's death had been really hard on her. So much so, that for a long time I worried she'd never recover, never come out of the funk she had put herself in. But she had. Though much of that was again due to her relationship with Steven. Even then, even with his love and support, and the mutual bond they shared due to the tragedy, mom was never quite the same person I remembered her being. Now however, I saw that old familiar look in her eyes again. The smiles that far more frequently appeared. She was even starting to look younger again, taking better care of herself. I might never replace the friendship she had once had with Jackie, but I was at least filling a void in her life that she had so terribly missed. Even though I was her daughter, we had managed to establish a confidence with one another that even the two of us had never really had. We could talk and laugh like friends, share secret thoughts and dreams, and yes of course...speak of fantasies and desires with one another without fear, without guilt and without any remorse for having done so.

Just the thought of what we were planning to do, touched on that wild side of mom, scratched the itch that had been so long neglected. She was almost giddy with excitement, acting like a school-girl in many ways, silly at times...but oh so wonderfully as she did. She almost tired me out just watching her as she cleaned the house, though I helped. Why it was important to her that she do that was of no importance. What was important was, that it seemed to heighten her mood, her enthusiasm and anticipation for the evening ahead. Everything was prepared, candles made ready, strewn throughout her bedroom for her romantic seduction. Plans and ideas that she had shared with me, making things even easier for the two of us to enjoy later, without Steven even being aware. She was excited about it more than I had seen her be in quite some time. And again like I said, almost giddy as she flitted about.

"Slow down mother! You're wearing me out here!" I told her, laughing with her as she finished dusting the bedroom, and then placed brand new, crisp clean sheets on the bed. Satin sheets no less that just screamed the words "sex", bright red in color as mom and I together finished preparing her, or rather our lair for the evening.

"Sorry, I guess I'm just excited about tonight," she actually giggled. Been thinking about it all day, so much so...my pussy's been constantly dripping."

"Mother!" I laughed, using the same tone of voice with her that she so often had used with me when she called out my name in her formal usage of it.

"What?" She laughed back looking at me. "Like yours isn't?" She accused actually bold enough to glance down where my pussy was. Preferring to work comfortably, I had on a simple pair of bikini panties and a white, wife-beater tee that was molded over my bare breasts. Already my nipples were hard, pressing against the thin light-weight material, even more so as mom uninhibitedly teased with me. "Just remember, if we do this..."

"If?"

"When we do this...don't you dare speak or say anything. As much as I now know, Steven wouldn't mind obviously...I'd prefer it if he didn't actually know. Not yet anyway. I'm still struggling with this a bit myself, but not so much that the thought of doing this isn't arousing to me. It's so dirty and wrong, that I'm majorly turned on by it. I'm even thinking that I'm going to have to give myself some quick relief here soon just to take the edge off!"

"Mother!" I said again, only laughing and smiling this time, though walking over to her dresser drawer, reaching in, and pulling out one of her secreted away toys. "You mean like this one?" I asked holding it up, waggling it at her. A life-like looking penis that was also a vibrator.

"Now why doesn't it surprise me that you knew where those are," she asked. "I suppose that you've even gone so far as to borrow them from time to time?" She grinned wickedly.

"Until I got a selection of my own, yes," I grinned back. "Particularly this one. Once I had tried it, I knew I was going to have to get one just like it for myself. It's pretty damn close to Danny's cock isn't it?"

"Yes it is," mom agreed taking it from me, turning it on to check the battery power as it thrummed happily, even erotically in her hand. "And especially, now that I actually know that. It's made using it all the sweeter."

I left mom to enjoy herself at that point, though I'd actually have preferred to stay and watch her, but I had a few things to do myself in preparation for the evening ahead of us. And the story of course was that I too would be gone for a portion of the evening, leaving mom and Steven alone together, something which they hadn't had much time of late, being able to do. After enjoying a light, intimate dinner together, mom would spring her planned seduction on Steven. And then after that, I'd more or less join the two of them, without his ever knowing.

Admittedly, I was pretty damp between the legs myself as I went upstairs to get ready and make a showing of going out for the evening shortly after Steven got home.

With luck, and with a few ideas of my own that even mom wasn't aware of, the evening ahead held promise for furthering my own goals as far as this family went.

I had put on something that looked nice, but would be easy enough to get out of. Coming back down the stairs, expecting Steven to arrive home at any minute, I was thrilled to see mom wearing something not only elegant, but damn fucking sexy too. She wore a somewhat sheer, floor-length evening gown that accentuate the delights of her form beneath, without giving everything away. There was just a hint of her voluptuous breasts, a whispered glimpse of nipple here and there.

"Well? What do you think?" She asked spinning around so I could take in everything at once. Even her ass begged to be fucked as she turned on her heels for me, wearing a six inch pair of stiletto heels to complete the ensemble.

"What I think...is if I wasn't your daughter, I'd say to hell with Steven, and fuck you myself!" I boldly told her. "And in fact...daughter or no daughter, I'm tempted to do that right now!"

She blushed profusely. "And if I wasn't your mother...I'd let you too!" She responded back. Just then I heard Steven's car pulling up in the drive, so it was time to put on my act, leaving for the evening. But not before I threw out one more little comment at mom, leaving her with something to wonder, and think about.

"One day, I'd enjoy hearing about all the things that you and Jackie enjoyed doing together," and then turned at the sound of the door opening as Steven stepped in. I could only imagine the look on mom's face, though I quickly stepped forward on tippy-toe, giving Steven an affectionate kiss on the mouth. "Have fun," I told him, and then slipped outside before he could respond to that one either, closing the door behind me. I skipped all the way out to my car, wondering what mom's thoughts were...and Steven's when he saw mom standing there dressed as she was, no doubt with her mouth hanging open.

Figuring they would need at least an hour or so to enjoy their romantic little dinner before moving onto dessert, I drove over to the motel where Danny was working as the night manager. I felt slightly bad about his not being included in anything yet, beyond what he had been...and had already decided to give him a little treat by way of compensation for being left out. I had already called him, telling him I was coming over for a quick visit, before meeting a girlfriend later on for a bite to eat. He was obviously pleased to see me, especially dressed the way I was. Short dark blue, almost black pleated mini-skirt, tight form fitting velour pull-over sweater that was still nice and cool during the evening hours, and sans bra of course. Leaving my breasts free, hinting at their unencumbered access as I strolled into the lobby where Danny sat behind the counter reading. It was obviously a slow night, but then again, most week-nights were, save for the occasional couples that came in for a quickie. The motel was a bit out of the way, so it had a bit of a reputation for being the ideal place for people to go and spend a few illicit hours together in relative seclusion. It was a nice motel too, not one of those seedy, run down affairs, and reasonable in price, especially during the weekdays.

"Slow tonight?" I asked coming in, stepping around the counter without fear of anyone saying anything. I had been there before, though never to do what I planned on doing this night. It was a twenty-four unit motel, but Danny informed me they only had six rooms rented, three of which were "quick stays" as he put it, meaning that he doubted three of those couples would even spend the entire night.

"Yeah, and damn boring too...until now anyway," he smiled as I walked over, kissing him, slipping him a little tongue, and simultaneously reaching down to briefly caress his somewhat flaccid cock through his pants. I say somewhat flaccid, because I swear it started to get hard the moment he saw me as I came through the doors. "So, what do I owe the honors too?" He asked.

"Mom and dad are planning on doing the nasty tonight, so I'm giving them a little time in order to enjoy that without my being there," I informed him. "Though of course...just the thought of that has gotten me feeling nasty."

"Of course it has, what doesn't?" He quipped, though his hand had already reached out, clamping down on one of my breasts, fingering and fondling the stiff erect nipple through the thin soft material.

"Be nice, or I won't give you the blow-job I was planning on giving you before meeting Diane for dinner," I scolded.

"Blow-job? Here?"

"Unless you don't want me to, yes." I said already fumbling with the zipper on his jeans.

"Just don't get me fired," he replied as I finally freed his fully hard cock, stroking it, before dropping down on my knees in front of him as I began sucking his cock. I'd hardly even started when Danny tried warning me to stand up again. "Shit! There's a couple coming in!" He informed me, once more trying to back away so he could put his stiff dick back in his pants, a feat that would take some real doing at this point. But I of course had other ideas.

"No! Stay where you are!" I giggled wickedly, and then slid even further beneath the counter so he could stand there facing them as they stepped up to the counter, me still sucking and licking his cock as he saw to them.

"Sin!" He moaned, but it was already too late. The sound of the bell on the door as it opened, and then footsteps heading towards the service counter.

"Good evening!" He spoke trying to remain perfectly calm though I was sucking about as hard as I could on the end of his dick as he said that. "Are you...looking for a...room?" He asked in clipped breaths.

"Yes, we are," the man spoke. "Do you have something available, maybe with a king sized bed?"

I knew they had six rooms so furnished. Suites as they were called, though the only real difference in those from any of the others, was the actual bed, that and a small refrigerator that was stocked with miniature bottles of alcohol that you could purchase at an enormous price.

"Yes, we still have availability of one of our suites," he informed them, and then gave them the again marked up price of the room. Danny knew damn good and well what they were obviously here for to do, and thus knew if they really wanted the room to further their activities, they'd end up agreeing to it, which they did. It was about that point that I all but swallowed the length of his entire prick, which was no easy feat either, once more sucking it for all I was worth. I felt him grow weak in the knees, and knew he was even then on the verge of collapse, not to mention filling my mouth with his seed. It was too good of an opportunity to pass up. I was now bound and determined to make him cum before the couple could be given the keys to their room and walk away.

"And a...how will ah....will you...be paying for the room?" He asked the couple, sounding out of breath.

"Cash," came the response, which told me as well as Danny I'm sure, that this couple was no doubt here on some clandestine meeting with one another. Another reason I was suddenly not really worried any more. Having undone his belt as well by this time, it was an easy process to suddenly yank down on his jeans, which easily came away, falling half-way down his legs, along with his jockey shorts. I knew then I had him right where I wanted him. As he stood obviously making change, and having them fill out the necessary paperwork, I wormed my finger up inside his ass, though he tried almost desperately to keep me from doing so. All to no avail of course. I could almost see him sweating, and wondered how he must have looked to them as his balls almost immediately tightened, his dick throbbing fiercely inside my mouth. Poor Danny was going to explode any moment now, and I was bound and determined to see to it that he did. I drove my finger even deeper then, fucking his ass with it as I once more suctioned just the head of his cock, something I knew he enjoyed more than just about anything. The first hard-felt spurt came as no real surprise as the man spoke.

"We were sort of wondering, if you had room service?"

Danny had virtually filled my mouth, damn near drowning me with his copious discharge. I could almost see him gripping the counter as he responded back. "Ah...ah, sorry. No, ah...ahh...only, only on the...the weekends," he barely managed.

I allowed a bit of Danny's cream to spill out of the corner of my mouth, and then as an afterthought, reached down, pulling my sweater up and over my tits, exposing them. I then stood, a smile on my face, cum drool clinging to one side of my mouth. The surprise on everyone's faces, especially Danny's as I suddenly appeared out of nowhere, speaking.

"I guess that mostly depends on the kind of room-service you're looking for." I then licked my lips, smiling sweetly, and casually pulled my top back down over my breasts again. Although there was at first initial surprise and even shock on the young couple's faces, those quickly turned to knowing smiles.

"If you're offering," the woman spoke almost hopefully. The sudden tension immediately evaporating as everyone...including Danny, laughed. Though his was of course a very, very nervous laugh.

"Hired help?" The young man asked, grinning at me, his eyes only then looking up since I'd finally covered my breasts again.

"Nope. His sister," I responded to that. "Just came in to say hello," I stated, and then walked nonchalantly back around the counter and out the doors again. I figured I'd hear about it later. But it had been well worth it, just seeing the looks on everyone's faces when I had stood up.

I reached my car, glancing at my watch. Including the drive home, I'd be arriving just a little over an hour since I'd left. Horny as hell now, I sat, fingering myself all the way home. I was soon going to get to see Steven's nice hard cock. And even more importantly, I was going to see mother fucking it too!

Bound and gagged

Though I was pretty sure they had certainly finished dinner, and had gone downstairs to their bedroom, I was quiet as a mouse coming in. As the alarm hadn't been set, I knew there wouldn't be any problems coming in, and having Steven seeing that. (Though at the time I had no idea he wouldn't be able to anyway). I stood at the top of the stairs listening for a moment, smiling when all I did hear was the sound of music playing, coming up from their bedroom, which told me two things. One...the music would definitely mask any sound I might make coming down the stairs. And two...whatever was going on at the moment, mom was making sure that Steven was obviously well occupied.

I silently crept down the stairs, reaching the landing and again stopping to listen. But all I again heard was the sound of music playing off in the distance. In addition, I noticed that the door to their bedroom was indeed open, soft light spilling out into the hall, but knowing as I approached, that I'd be able to easily see whatever was going on at the moment.

The reality was, it was mom's turn to surprise me.

I peeked around the edge of the door and damn near fell over. Mom was waiting for me, in a way, currently sucking and licking Steven's cock. Seeing movement, she looked up and away from his prick, holding a finger to her lips, telling me to be quiet, though simultaneously grinning from ear to ear. Steven was bound to the bed, spread-eagled. Mom had secured his wrists and feet with several soft scarves, along with covering his eyes. In addition to that, I noticed he also had a ball-gag stuffed in his mouth, unable to speak. But what truly drew my eyes, was the fact mom had put on some sort of cock-ring around his dick, as well as his balls. Danny obviously always seemed to have a steely-hard dick, but looking at Steven's as I stood there in the doorway, fully exposed now, he had nothing to be ashamed of. Not only that, but Steven's prick was almost purple in color, and I wondered briefly if it wasn't actually painful as hard as it was. Even when mom merely finger-tipped it, swiping some free-flowing juice off the head, Steven jumped, moaning softly around the ball-gag in his mouth, the effect of which produced even more juice as I stood there watching her teasing him that way. She waved me in, again holding a finger up to her lips, though mouthing the words, "get undressed!" I hurriedly stripped off my clothes, tossing them out in the hallway for later, so there'd be no misplaced, tell-tale evidence that I'd even been there. And then boldly walked into the room.

"Would you like to kiss my nipples with your cock?" Mom asked. "Make your dick throb twice for yes, and once for no," she told him. Obviously that was a no-brainer, though it was fun watching him work his prick-muscles, making his cock bounce twice rapidly. "Very well. Just make sure you kiss them nice for me, with plenty of cock spit," she urged squeezing Steven's shaft, which easily produced the liquid she was hoping to see. To my surprise, she beckoned to me, pointing at my breasts. I leaned forward, mom's hand wrapped around Steven's cock as she began rubbing the head of his dick directly against my nipple, smearing his lubrication over the very sensitive tip. Just that simple act sending a flood of my own desire coursing through my pussy. I could feel it pooling inside as mom switched tits, now rubbing Steven against my other nipple. "Good boy," she said giving his prick a quick appreciative lick. "And as a reward for that, now you can feel a bit of my juice on your dick-head as a further treat."

Mom was horny. That unbridled, decadent side of her had emerged in full force. She was enjoying this to the maximum. The danger of what we were doing, Steven totally unaware that his soon to be step-daughter was rubbing her tits against his cock, or rather that his soon to be wife...was rubbing her soon to be husbands prick against her daughter's breasts, was intensifying mom's arousal level. Unashamedly, she reached down between her legs, easily inserting two, and then three fingers inside herself, withdrawing them a moment later with what appeared to be an abundance of that creamy white froth I had now had the pleasure of seeing her produce. Still holding his cock, she now smeared it over his bulbous head, likewise skimming it down his shaft, playfully teasing him.

"You like that nasty sauce?" She asked again unnecessarily. "Throb for me, this time three times for yes." He quickly did that, almost causing me to laugh, just barely managing to contain myself. "Would you like to feel that again?" She asked. And once again his prick bounced erotically. Mom pointed at me however, eyebrows raised in question as she likewise looked directly at my pussy. I smiled, nodding my head, and then emulated her, slipping two fingers inside myself. And though the cum-poi I produced, and emerged with on my fingers, wasn't quite as creamy-like in substance as mom's had been, it was damn slick and slippery nevertheless. I looked at her, seeking approval and permission, but it was obvious she was fine with that, even letting go of Steven's cock so that I could in turn now fondle it, smearing my own sweet juice up and down his throbbing hard shaft.

"Now you need to taste it," she said. Reaching up to briefly remove the ball-gag from his mouth, though warning him when she did. "Remember the rules...no talking, or you sit here alone until I feel like you've been punished enough." Steven remained silent, breathing deeply in relief, grateful perhaps that the ball gag had been temporarily removed. She again reached down, coating her fingers, and then lifted them to his mouth, smearing her creamy essence against his lips before allowing him to then suck the remaining residue off her fingers. "More?" She asked stepping back, once again nodding towards me. Steven's prick bounced wildly in response. I grinned, repeating the actions, lifting my own cum-covered fingers up to his lips, letting him taste my own sweet girly juice, and then allowing him to likewise suck and lick it off. "Good boy. Did you like that?" Mom asked.

"Yes!" Steven groaned, quickly shutting up, realizing he had spoken however, to which mom immediately responded.

"Bad boy!" She charged. "You broke the rules! And for that, you're going to have to lay her all alone for a while and think about the consequences of having done that!" She again motioned to me, pointing towards the door. I quietly tip-toed out of the room as mom reinserted the ball gag into his mouth, turning up the music just a bit, and then following me out into the hallway, only then closing the door.

I giggled quietly, sharing a secret laugh with her as we hurriedly made our way down the hall and back up the stairs again into the sitting room.

"God mother, you're wicked! Really, really wicked you know that?" I finally burst out laughing, no fear of being overheard as she had likewise shut the upstairs door. With the music playing downstairs, and both doors closed, I knew that poor Steven was alone with his thoughts, though I was also quite sure that even that was stimulating to him, wondering what mom might now be up to.

"What can I say?" She asked uninhibitedly cupping her breast, toying with her nipple right there in front of me as we sat down on the couch together for a moment, giggling like school girls again. "It's been a very long time since I've felt like this...thanks to you," she told me. "It's...nice, feeling alive again," she then added a bit more somberly.

"Well I for one am glad to see it mother. You are acting more like your old self here, but I'm even more pleased that you're sharing this with me, allowing me to see this side of yourself, that so reminds me of me," I said leaning over to give her an affectionate kiss on the cheek, and then another on her mouth. Feeling my hard stiff nipples briefly graze her own as we did that.

"Fuck!" Mom groaned audibly. "I swear it Sin," she again said using my nickname, and even emphasizing the connotation and meaning of saying it that way. "It's moments like this that I really do wish you weren't my daughter, if you know what I mean."

"Well I for one, don't mind that you are mother," I replied reaching out to grasp her tender breast, kneading it softly, feeling the exquisite softness of her tit, the hard almost rubbery like nipple now captured between my fingers as I scissored it, teasing it. She allowed my ministrations a moment longer, and then forced my hand away, somewhat reluctantly.

"But I am," she simply said with a longing look in her eyes, "We've been naughty enough as it is, without making things even more complicated," she sighed resignedly. I was pleased to see her hand replace mine however, once again fondling and caressing her own breast, as I began doing the same to myself, watching her.

"So how long his punishment?" I asked. Mom looked at the clock on the wall.

"At least another ten minutes. Give him something to think about, wondering what I'm up to, what's going to happen next," she chuckled with a very evil laugh. "Trust me, he likes it when I torture him like this. You think his cock's all hard and purple now, wait until I've really driven him nuts, not to mention how much, and how hard he shoots when he cums after a marathon teasing like this."

"So I take it, you've done this before?"

"A few times yes," she freely admitted. "Not often...we like to keep this as one of those special times, though he has likewise done the same thing for me too. Jackie used to go..." Mom caught herself, the realization she'd just about spilled the beans about the four of them, though the words already too late to take back.

"Crazy?" I finished for her, letting her know I was perfectly ok with that. "And speaking of which, I still want to hear all the naughty juicy details about you two sometime too mother. What was it like licking another woman's cunt anyway? Do you enjoy doing that? Do you enjoy having another woman eating your pussy at the same time?"

Mom laughed, blushing just a bit, but the cat was now out of the proverbial bag here. "Yes...very much. We had grown very close with one another obviously over the course of the years. So in time, things just seemed to quite naturally happen. She was the first woman I had ever been with, ever done anything with, and from what I understand, though she'd had some limited experience, I had been her first real female lover as well."

"I bet daddy enjoyed watching you two," I spoke. "I know I sure as hell would have." Mom again blushed, but there was no sense trying to hide the obvious now.

"So...you're not shocked by any of that?" She asked.

"Shocked? Hell no mother! And not even surprised really. I keep telling you, we're a lot alike, and if I know me...then I have a pretty good idea of who you really are as well. So to think you could enjoy the pleasures of other people, though more specifically, Steven and Jackie, and that dad was obviously into that as well, doesn't bother me in the least mother. In fact, I envy you. I honestly do wish that I could enjoy that intimate closeness the way you did." I was hinting here, wondering perhaps if she'd catch my meaning, though content to merely plant the seeds and see if they took root more than anything else.

"Aren't we sort of doing that now in a way?" She answered back, giggling nervously however, and once more glancing at the clock. "I think...he's been punished long enough," she said standing. "Well sort of", she added to that. "Now it's time to really drive him nuts. Come on, follow me and do what I'm about to do for him. He really loves it whenever I do that."

"Do what?"

She just smiled, taking my hand in hers, leading me back towards the stairs again. "You'll see."

Walking back into the room, I was a little surprised to see that Steven's cock wasn't nearly as hard as it had been. Though still firm, it had drooped off to one side, now laying against his upper thigh, and not nearly as purple in color has it had been.

"Oh I see, you've obviously lost interest," mom stated upon seeing the same thing I was. "Too bad, I guess I'll just have to take care of things myself until you're in the mood once again," she told him. Pulling up one of the chairs they had in their room close to the end of the bed, mom motioned for me to do the same, now sitting beside her. She had simultaneously retrieved one of her many toys, that she had sitting close by, turning it on. "I guess you'll just have to lay there and listen to me getting myself off," she spoke. "Until you can show me your ready to fuck this slick wet pussy of mine."

Inserting the vibrator, one of my own personal favorites, inside herself, mom began working it in and out of her cunt. I could easily hear the sounds of her slickness as she did that, knowing full well that Steven was laying there hearing it too. And if it was making me horny all over again, not that I wasn't...it for damn sure affected Steven as well. In seconds, his prick began to rise to new heights, once more taking on that almost painful purple-swollen look to it as it rose to full staff. Mom however continued to stroke her cunt, fucking herself with the toy, purposely causing her juices to make the most obscene sounds I had ever heard as she played in her own sloppy juices. "Ah that's better," she said as Steven's cock once more began throbbing on its own, bouncing back and forth needfully, almost desperately. And then to my surprise, she removed it, handing it to me, slick with my mother's creamy juices. I didn't even hesitate. As wet as I likewise was...I slid it inside myself to the hilt.

"I'm not sure as hard as you need to be yet," she informed him, now fingering her clit, spreading her neither lips apart, her much larger clitoris glistening, poking it's pinky head out of her juicy wet folds as she strummed the surface of it with her finger-tip. "Perhaps a bit more juicy fucking is needed here yes?" Looking at me, she winked, nodding her head, her eyes once again filled with lust and desire, that same look I was becoming all too fond of and familiar with. I shoved the toy in my cunt in several quick rapid thrusts, the wetness of my cunt quickly being heard, the slick sounds of my juice now added and mingling with those of my mothers. The mere thought of that, escalating my own wanton needs and desires as I pummeled my pussy with the toy, seeing Steven's cock dancing wildly now of its own accord.

"That's my boy, mom said finally rising, once more raising a finger to her lips in silence. Now you can...fuck me."

I had removed the toy, turning it off, though quickly replacing it with my fingers, once more palming my cunt, rubbing my hard little clit in circular motions as I watched mom climb up onto the bed. Squatting over him, though facing towards me, I sat mesmerized, watching mom reaching down, wrapping her fist around Steven's cock, teasing herself, and him with it for a moment as she did that.

"You want some cunt?" She asked. "You want to fuck this nasty twat Steven? You ready to squirt that sticky, nasty cum-juice into my equally nasty pussy?" Poor Steven was groaning desperately around the ball gag now. Reaching back, mom removed it from his mouth, allowing him to breathe easily again. And likewise releasing him from his silent vows. "Ok, once you're inside me...feel free to speak," she said winking at me, and then in one swift sudden motion, impaled herself.

Steven's deep guttural groan filled the room. "OH FUCK!" he burst out, almost screaming as mom began humping him in a frenzy. I sat watching them fuck, watching his cock spearing her, listening to the sounds of their flesh as it came together, slapping. Mother's tits gyrating wildly above as she expertly ground against him, often changing the tempo, or even direction as she moved side-to-side, or back and forth as well as up and down. My mother was the perfect fuck, and it was indeed driving Steven crazy. My own clit hurt so bad, I wanted to tear it off when I came, and knew that I was in fact only seconds away now from actually doing so.

"Alright you mother-fucking prick!" She screamed out. "I'm going to cum now, and now you can as well," she informed him...her mingled cry of almost immediate ecstasy seizing her, the rapture in her face as she came, more intense than anything I had ever seen before. My climax erupting almost simultaneously, the smell of my lust readily apparent as I felt the fluids suddenly flow in abundance, my tingling clit sending a tidal wave of extraordinary bliss through every square inch of my being. Steven's orgasm, now joining mothers and my own...the three of us cumming together, the difficulty of forcing myself not to cry out in rapturous release, a torment that somehow added to the sweetness of my own pleasure.

Mom all but collapsed on his cock. A minute or two passing as they both fought to collect their breathes, then rising, hovering over him, holding her lips open once more with her hands. I saw the first dribbling emergence of Steven's hot white sticky spunk, combined with mom's no doubt, as it slowly oozed from her pussy. It dripped, and then all but poured, once more saturating and coating his cock. In seconds, it looked as though she had purposely covered it in whipping cream as it ran in thick gooey rivulets, soon bathing his balls. "What a mess," she now added breathlessly. "I guess I had best clean this up." She moved off the bed, preparing to do exactly that with her mouth. Almost desperate, I caught her attention, pointing at his dick, and then my mouth. Mom looked surprised, and then delighted, her lusty look returning almost as though she hadn't just finished climaxing as she nodded her head in acquiescence. We exchanged places, quietly, quickly. And I began cleaning off Steven's creamy tasting cock.

Good News

We got word on Friday that Steven and Danny's house had been sold at a fairly substantial profit. In addition to that, the realtor that had sold their home, had informed mom and Steven, that she was just as confident in selling our place almost as quickly. Mom and Steven had already been out looking at new places for us to live, and had narrowed it down to three different places, one of which was ideal as it was a lot closer to the university that Danny and I would be attending together. The fact they had even invited us along to help make a decision on the best place to live was certainly nice and appreciated. But the reality of course was... both Danny and I would be moving out to find our own places to live eventually. Still, it was sweet of them both to have included us in that as we headed out early Saturday morning to have a look at all three.
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