Part 01.2
"That's Luke, honey," whispered my aunt. "The great love of my life -- god, what a cock that boy had!" There was a bit of sadness in her voice and wistfulness. Later I would have to reconsider my aunt's legendary black sheep reputation, but at that moment, I was reeling from seeing my Mom in those pictures, looking unashamed and happy as I have only seen her when we've been together. In the subsequent pictures, I could see Mom and Aunt Debbie taking turns sucking on Luke's cock. Then there were pictures of him cumming on both their faces, long ropes of jism splattering their fair skin. Following that were shots of Mom and her sister licking his sperm off each other's faces. The last two shots were of Mom and Aunt Debbie kissing and then of their faces scant inches apart, a streamer of semen running from one set of lips to the other.
All this time, Debbie had been slowly stroking my cock. The sight of my mother and my aunt sharing another man's jism was too much. "I'm gonna cum," I said in warning.
Aunt Debbie looked at Mom and said, "With your permission, Carrie?"
Mom said, "Of course -- we're family!"
My Aunt Debbie lowered her head to my crotch while Mom moved to kiss me. My aunt's warm mouth covered my cock head and began to suck on me as Mom's tongue slipped between my lips. I exploded in Aunt Debbie's mouth as I moaned my pleasure against Mom's lips. I twitched and jerked as my aunt sucked my seed from my cock. As Mom and I kissed, Aunt Debbie murmured her pleasure around my spurting cock. I felt Mom's hand on my cock as well, gently massaging and stroking it while her sister's hand slipped down and gently massaged my testicles.
When I stopped cumming and Mom ended our kiss, I slumped back against the headboard and gasped for breath. Aunt Debbie lifted her head and gave us both a semen frosted smile. Mom didn't hesitate, she leaned across me and kiss her sister. I watched with amazed awe as my mother and my aunt swapped my sperm back and forth before ending their kiss much as they had in the picture. A long strand of semen hung between their lips, finally breaking to splatter against their chins and breasts. With what seemed like practiced ease, they quickly licked my remaining seed off each other's naked bodies.
"Well, that was nice for everybody, wasn't it," remarked Debbie as she slipped off the bed. She picked a wrist watch off the bedside table and said, "Damn, I'm late! If I don't hurry, my dates will give up on me and go home!"
Mom shook her head and said, "Your dates? You don't have to leave, Sis!"
My aunt laughed and said, "Oh, I want you two to spend your first night back together by yourselves! You've been separated too long! Besides, I met the cutest couple a couple of days ago. They're vacationing here from West Virginia and are just my type -- nasty as can be and I love their accents! It reminds me of Kentucky. I promised them we'd get together."
As she spoke, Aunt Debbie was dressing, throwing on a simple short, summer dress, not bothering with a bra or panties. She added a pair of high heels that really called attention to her long, shapely legs.
As she leaned over and kissed us, Mom said, "I feel like we're chasing you off, Debbie."
Aunt Debbie kissed Mom again and said, "Quit worrying, Carrie. Stay here and keep getting reacquainted with your son. Fuck his brains out. Let him fuck his mother's brains out. You never know when you'll get a chance to be together again." She paused and then my aunt's face became serious. "You two are head over heels in love with each other. I could see it from the moment you got here. Do you know how rare that is? Enjoy each other, sister and nephew -- that's an order!" Mom's sister kissed me again and stroked my half-erect cock and as she climbed off the bed, "Now that is one sweet cock, Carrie. You are so lucky!"
Then my aunt was out the door. We heard her fire up her Mustang and roar off down the street. Mom turned to me and pressed her full figured body against mine, her damp pubic hair tickling my cock and said, "I know this was a lot to take in, son. Are you okay?"
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I got to admit, my head is spinning a little. I mean, you told me sort of how you feel about sex and your desires and joys and I could see that spirit in you New Year's Eve, but to know you were like that when you were my age or younger -- to see the proof of it..." I let my words trail off even as I took Mom's hand and held it. "It's just been so wild, seeing your Mom as June Cleaver and then to know you've had all this bottled up inside you -- wow!"
Mom tilted her head, a worried expression on her face. "Does it bother you, son?"
"No," I replied and I kissed Mom, tenderly and lovingly. "It's just who you are, who you've always been, it made you, you. It made you the woman I love." I pulled her close and kissed her again. "I love you, Mom."
"Are you okay about what you've learned about our family -- about Daddy and Mama Polly and Debbie and me?"
"Yeah, you know me, Mom. I'm a big believer in family traditions." Mom laughed at that and I thought about pressing the question about Grandpa Tom, but decided to ask about something else on my mind. "Mom, were you okay with Aunt Debbie sucking my cock? What if she wants to fuck me?"
Mom reached down and took my cock in her hand. Just her touch alone was enough to begin its recovery. "Well, she did ask my permission and she's family." Mom looked up at me, her expression sexy and mysterious. "We swore to be faithful to each other and I know you would never be unfaithful, but Debbie is special -- she's my sister and we've shared everything that we loved since we were young. If you're okay with it -- I'd love to see you pleasure your aunt. Now if some sweet young college thang comes after you that's not family, I'd rip her to pieces!" She squeezed my cock gently for emphasis. "This fine dick belongs to me!"
We kissed again and I pulled Mom on top of me, enjoying the sensation of her soft, fleshy body against mine. Mom asked, "Are you okay if Debbie and I make love? It's been a few years and she's the only woman I've been with since I married your Daddy. My sister and I have always been close even though we sometimes have spent years apart"
I squeezed her ass cheeks, urging her to run her hairy bush against my cock, seeking to find her wet pussy and slip my hard cock inside my mother. "Like you said, she's family. I know whose bed you'll be in at the end of the day!" I replied. Mom's words had actually excited me and I really had it bad to see Mom and Aunt Debbie make love and to maybe join in. I wasn't sure how Mom would feel about that though, but it was like she was reading my mind.
Mom lifted her ass just enough and I felt her pussy lips swallow the head of my cock. With a happy sigh, my mother slowly lowered herself down on my stiff pole. Her fingernails dug into my shoulders as she shivered and said in a dreamy voice, "And you would always be welcome to join your aunt and me. We'd make -- mmmmmm -- a wicked threesome!"
Mom words thrilled me even as the sensation of her wet, velvety sugar walls squeezed and massaged my shaft as she eased down to the hilt until her thick bush became tangled in my pubic hair. Mom moaned softly as she wiggled her bottom against me, relishing the sensation of being stuffed full of her son's cock. "How did a mother get so lucky?" she sighed as she leaned in over me, her meaty tits hanging down, thick, erect nipples brushing my chest.
"It isn't luck, Mom," I gasped back as she began to roll her hips as she pressed her knees against my hips, tightening her cunt's grip on my cock. "It was destiny -- God's will. We've been given a gift and we both were brave enough to accept it. What you told me about Grandpa Tom -- he understood it, I think. That between two people who love each other the way we do, there's no way it's a sin in God's eyes."
Mom's eyes welled up with tears and as she leaned down to kiss me, she whispered, "My god, son, you remind me so much of your grandfather!" We kissed with as much passion as we had ever mustered. We embraced tightly as we kissed and as we made love. Mom worked her hips up and down, her pussy fiercely resisting any surrender of any amount of my cock. Her pussy was a molten furnace of incestuous desire, bathing my erect penis in liquid fire.
Our bodies quickly became slick with sweat in the warmth of the Florida evening, I licked Mom's sweat off her neck and inhaled her wonderful jasmine tinted scent as she moaned in response to my movements as I began to match her fuck motions, moans that turned to passionate sobs to not stop. "Mmmmmmuhhh yesss, John, love me, baby! Love me, fuck me, never stop, fuck me, son forever fuck me!"
Our two bodies became one -- our motions became one, each bringing sweet delight to the other and to ourselves to the point of our pleasure becoming one unified entity. As we kiss and fucked, I rolled us over so that I was now on top. Mom brought her legs up, heels digging into my butt as her arms hugged me tight, wrapping me in her motherly love. I strove to drive my cock deeper into her womb seeking the ultimate depth, the holy place that would bring Mom to the pinnacle of an incestuous orgasm. Our tongues danced and probed as we kissed, our eyes open and staring into the loving gaze of the other, seeing the joy of our incestuous love reflected in each other face.
Speaking stopped, the only noises were our sweat slick bodies slapping together, our muffled moans and gasps and sobs and the sweet, wet sounds as we came together -- son's cock and mother's pussy!
Then together we reached climax, our bodies convulsing and arcing together, an explosion of incestuous delight that spread outward from our joined loins, expanding and increasing in intensity until we were enveloped completely. I bathed the insides of Mom's cunt with my semen even as I felt a flood of her steaming cream flood around my cock. We gave ourselves over completely to our incestuous love and reveled for long minutes in the knowledge that we forever linked to this moment by sharing our love for each other totally and without reservation.
In the aftermath of our lovemaking, I rolled us over again, bringing my mother back on top of me, her naked body radiating the sweet warmth that only fine sex can generate. Mom's pussy held my penis firmly, unwilling to let go, soaking me in the sticky, wet heat of her womb. We again whispered our love to each other and then grudgingly slipped into sleep, still tightly embraced, joined as our hearts were joined, never desiring to let the other go. It was the first good night's sleep either of us had had since I had watched her drive away at the beginning of the New Year.
Late the next morning, we were awakened by the noise of the phone. Mom stirred first, calling out, "Debbie, hon? Are you here, Sis?" Mom was cuddled up with me -- one shapely leg thrown across my thighs. When she got no response, Mom sighed and reluctantly moved away from me and picked up the phone.
"Hello? Debbie? Where are you? You're going where? Miami with Tom and Laura -- uh, huh. How long will you...?" You know we're only here for seven days, right? That's sweet, Sis, but I -- um, we were hoping to spend time with you too." Mom looked at me and rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, that's no problem, Debbie. Have fun. We love you, too."
Mom hung up the phone and rolled back over, scooting as close to me as she could. She nuzzled my chest with her face. "Is everything okay, Mom?" I asked.
Mom let out a sigh of exasperation. "I swear, my sister is a crazy slut!" She turned her lovely eyes upwards to look me in the face. "That couple from West Virginia she went off to visit? They're off to Miami and then maybe to the Keys. She's not even coming home -- she keeps an emergency bag in her trunk for, as she puts it, 'Whenever she finds a couple of lovers as kinky as she is and wants to get away for a while.'"
Mom moved closer and kissed me. "I really think she's trying to be sweet and give us some alone time. That's my fault -- I guess I've fussed a lot about being separated from you for so long. She said to stay here and consider ourselves on our honeymoon."
I kissed Mom back and said, "I'm liking Aunt Debbie more all the time. A week to ourselves at a sunny beautiful beach with the sexiest mother any son could ever hope to find -- sounds like paradise to me!"
Mom cooed at that and whispered back, "Every day with my precious son is a day in heaven!"
And so it went. Mom and I spent the next seven days gorging ourselves on each other as we enjoyed the beautiful weather and the beach. We made up for many cold and lonely nights and deepened the bond that grew between us, becoming more of a couple everyday.
We made love as often as our bodies would allow and worked on our vacation tans in between. Mom became the talk of Aunt Debbie's neighborhood as we strolled back and forth to the beach. I alternated between my new Speedos and my older standard swim trunks while each day we were there, Mom unveiled a new and scandalous swimsuit. My favorite was a technically one-piece suit that was simply a thong bikini with two straps attached that ran up and covered Mom's nipples and most of her areolas and tied around her neck. It was scarlet in color and contrasted well with Mom's light skin and black hair.
I felt honored to have Mom on my arm, parading down the streets to the beach each day, my mother practically naked for all that her swimsuits covered of her bountiful body. I love the simple pride that showed in her eyes as she declared to all that saw her that she was a woman, proud of her body -- unafraid to display it, virtues and flaws alike, to anyone and everyone. I also confess a certain amount of pride as people looked at me, wondering who this lucky guy was who so obviously had the heart of this voluptuous goddess that was on his arm.
The two old chess players quickly became members of Mom's fan club, eagerly awaiting our sojourns to the beach. Mom was charmed by them and we would pause and chat with them most days. We never out and out said we were lovers, but I did introduce Mom as my mother and both dirty old men had grins a mile wide ever after. Mom free admits that she was responsible for the local paperboy wrecking his bike at least twice that week as well. We may have been a source of scandal in my aunt's neighborhood, but as we were to learn in subsequent years, this was one of the last refuges of pure, accepting hedonism left over from the free wheeling sixties and the indulgent seventies and we would come to cherish this place as a refuge to openly be who we were.
At night we would usually go out to one of the small local restaurants. Mom wasn't dressed as scantily as for the beach, but sexy enough to turn heads. Short denim skirts and scoop necked T-shirts or light cotton summer dresses were the usual apparel for Mom on these outings, bras and panties packed away in her suitcase for the duration of the vacation.
One restaurant, called the Brass Dragon, had a small dance floor and a jazz quartet and several nights, we danced till they closed, moving to the slow, sensuous music. It seemed at times that we were caught up in their slow, languid improvisations, as we moved as one, bodies pressed together in the sultry heat, all but fucking on the dance floor as the band played. It was as if our love was providing them with inspiration.
Our last visit ended as the house lights came up and we and a few other couples ended our dances/lovemaking. The sax player nodded, grinning at us and said, "Pleasure jammin' wit' y'all." He saluted us and added, "Ain't it good to be in love?" All we could do was say 'yes' and thank him for a wonderful time.
We made love at the beach several times (in the water of course -- sand and fucking don't mix all that well, no matter what the movies show you), and we watched several lovely sunsets in the throes of incestuous orgasms. When I look back now, more than twenty-five years later, I think of that trip as one of those perfect moments. It has remained a cherished memory for Mom and me through the years.
We spent our last morning of our trip making love. I woke up just before dawn, intensely aware of Mom's naked body curled up against mine. Just feeling my mother's bare flesh inflamed my senses. As Mom softly snored, I eased my way down, gently urging her to roll onto her back and then gently moving her legs apart.
I could smell the aroma of our last bout of lovemaking, intense as I brought my face close to Mom's hairy bush, our mixed love juices dried in her thick, hairy muff. I ran my hand through the wild, unruly forest of hair of Mom's mound, finding her slit and slowly running a finger up and down, making Mom sigh happily in her sleep.
Out of instinct, Mom undulated her pelvis up and down against my teasing finger and quickly her thick labia lips began to flower, spreading apart to reveal glistening pink flesh. I continued to run my finger up and down, making Mom wetter with each stroke. "Johnnn," Mom sighed in her sleep. In a sing-song voice, she continued with, "I love you, son." Her hand rose up into the air and fluttered and then dropped again to the sheets. "Momma loves her John."
I eased forward and slowly ran my tongue up the length of Mom's folds of pussy flesh, drawing another sigh. I slowly licked my way around Mom's now very wet cunt, using my fingers to spread her flowered pussy wider, exposing more of my mother. She groaned in her sleep as I fluttered my tongue over her clitoris, urging it out of its hood. I slipped a finger inside her and gently probed for Mom's G-spot. Her lower body was writhing more now. Still asleep, Mom's legs rose up -- she moved her inner thighs in to hold my head in place. I was gobbling her pussy now, slurping up her creamy juices and fingering my mother with knowledge only her lover could have.
Mom began to croon in her sleep, urging her dream lover on -- knowing instinctively that it was me. "Love you, sonnnn! Love me, love your mother. Yessss, John, make love to me darling!"
As Mom neared an orgasm, I returned my full focus on her clitoris, swirling my tongue around her swollen penis-like nub. Mom cried out as the first jolt of her orgasm exploded inside her. Pressing against her G-spot, I felt her insides convulse and then a torrent of pussy juice flooded her cunt.
Mom woke up with a violent start, screaming, "OH GODDD YESSSS MAKE MEEE CUM JOHNNN MAKE MOMMMMMMY CUMMMM SONNN!"
Greedily I lapped up Mom's heavy flowing cream, savoring her sweet taste, returning again and again to tease her clit with my tongue, trapping it gently between my lips and fluttering my tongue over it. Mom's fingers slipped into my hair, alternating between pulling me tighter against her muff and trying to push me away as her sensory system almost overloaded on the intense pleasure I was giving her.
By the time I finished, Mom was helpless, legs splayed widely as she patted her chest and gasped for breath. I was out of breath too, my face absolutely drenched in Mom's nectar like cunt cream. "That -- that was incredible, John. I thought, ohhh, I thought my heart was going to explode!"
I rested my face on Mom's furry mound, inhaling her fragrance and enjoying the look of utter contentment on her face as she struggled to recover. Finally, I saw that special glint in her eye and I heard my mother say words that will always thrill me. "John, your mother needs more of your good loving. I need my son's cock!"
I lifted myself up and kissed my way up Mom's voluptuous body, tongue running over her massive, jiggling breasts, stopping to tease and suck at her swollen nipples, feeling her rapid heartbeat as I eased myself down as she spread herself wide, rolling her hips upward to the perfect angle to receive my erect penis. "Ohhhh, Mom, you are just heaven on earth -- your pussy so warm and sweet," I sighed as I sank my cock into her welcoming cunt, all syrupy and hot.
Mom tried to raise her legs up and wrap them around my back as she usually did, but she had to drop them and sighed, "I can't do it, son. You've wiped your mother out!"
As I buried my cock in my mother to the root, I leaned down and kissed her, my lips still coated with her own juices. When the kiss ended, I whispered, "Just lie there and enjoy it, Mom. Let me do all the work."
Mom laughed and said, "My hero! Fuck me, son. Give Momma a good fucking this morning."
Like a man possessed, I proceeded to do just that. With my mother spread-eagled on the bed, I began to fuck her as fast and as hard as I could. Mom, already on the edge of orgasm from being eaten by her son, quickly began to sob as my powerful thrusts into her pussy triggered another powerful orgasm. Mom quivered underneath me, barely able to move as cataclysmic pleasure wreaked havoc with her nervous system, rendering her unable to do anything more than just enjoy a good fucking from her lover son.
For long minutes I rammed my cock in and out of Mom's fiery pussy, relishing her almost wordless grunts and groans almost as much as the look of divine pleasure etched on her face. This was my purpose in life -- this was what I was put on Earth for, to give my mother the incestuous and carnal joy that she so richly deserved. As good as Mom's pussy felt wrapped around my cock, the true pleasure was the honor of giving my mother orgasm after orgasm. Being my mother's lover was and is my life's work!
As Mom eased down from her second cock induced orgasm, I eased my pace, taking my sweet time and enjoying the sensation of slipping my meat into Mom's juicy and steaming pussy. Mom moaned appreciatively at the change of our rhythm. After a few minutes, she gathered her energies together and began to respond to my thrusts. Mom gave me a lewd grin as she raised her hips to meet my thrusts
Sweat rolled off my brow to splatter on Mom's bouncing tits and she gave a groan of approval as I ducked my head down and licked it off her massive breasts. Raising my head, Mom's mouth found mine and we kissed hungrily as I tried to make an effort to keep my thrusts slow and controlled. I felt Mom's legs once again trying to rise and wrap around my back, but she still was too enervated for that. I clasped an ankle and lifted her right leg up, draping it over my shoulder. It tilted Mom to an angle and I could feel my hard penis slide along her sugar wall, with more pressure on one side. Mom shivered and in a long drawn out moan, said, "Ohhhhh, I like that, Johnnnn!"
I began twisting my hips as I plunged in and out of Mom's pussy and could not help but increase the speed and strength of my thrusts and Mom began to gasp -- short bursts in time with the end of each thrust as I buried my cock deep in her womb. Quickly, Mom's gasps turned to sobs.
I reached down and took Mom's left ankle and raised her leg up and draped it over my shoulder as well. Mom cried out, "Oh yessss, baby! Get deeper in me, son! Fuck me deep, John!" I felt my cock plunge deeper into Mom's sodden, furnace like cunt, her legs up and over my shoulders as I curled her up, making us more compact. My hips regained their former momentum and again I was fucking Mom furiously.
Mom began to wail, "CUMMMMINGGG JOHNNN! MAK-MAKING MOMMMA CUMMM! LOVE YOU JOHN SON LOVER FUCKER MAKINGGG MEEE CUMMM!"
I felt Mom's pussy walls tighten around my shaft and then without warning I went over the edge as well and I began to ejaculate my seed deep in Mom's womb. Mom began to spasm as her body convulsed with orgasmic energy. She flung her legs wide and then they fell as once again she was helpless -- a rag doll in the throes of an incestuous orgasm as I ground my pelvis against hers, seeking to deliver my semen as deep within her cunt as possible.
My lips found hers and we kissed wildly and sloppily as our bodies writhed and bucked with carnal delight. It seemed as if I would never stop cumming and I trembled as my cock shot jet after jet of hot jism into Mom's hungry, milking pussy. The intensity of the moment was almost overwhelming and we both had tears in our eyes. "I love you so much, Mom," I whispered. "I can't imagine life without you." I leaned down and kissed the tears off her cheeks.
Mom hugged me tight and whispered back. "I know, John. You've made me so happy. My darling son -- you've brought your mother back to life."
"My god, do you to know how beautiful you two are?" said a soft voice in the doorway.
"Debbie?" Mom asked as we both turned to look. I eased out and off of Mom -- a little spooked that we had been so wrapped up in ourselves that I hadn't heard anyone come into the bungalow.
Aunt Debbie walked into the room, a smile on her face and tears in her eyes. She wiped her eyes with one hand and with the other, reached behind her and released something that let her dress fall away from her, leaving her naked. "I couldn't help but watch," she sighed. "You two remind me so much of Daddy and Polly -- so passionate and in love. I almost felt like I was in church, there's such a divine aura around the two of you."
She climbed up on the bed, kneeling at our feet. "Couldn't let you leave without saying goodbye," Aunt Debbie said. "I had to make sure I stole a kiss or two from y'all before you go."
Mom grinned at her sister and replied, "Just a kiss, Debbie?'
A completely naughty and lusty expression filled my aunt's face. "Well, I hoped I might find mother and son engaged in such incestuous lovemaking as I just watched. I have always had a fantasy about Daddy and Mama Polly that I never got to fulfill and well..." her voice faded as she leaned forward and gently stroked our legs.
"And what fantasy was that, Big Sister?" Mom asked, excitement evident in her voice.
"You and I would be hiding in the shadows, watching Daddy and Mama Polly and when they were done, we'd see Daddy pull his long ol' dong out of Polly's puss, it covered with their juices and Mama Polly's pussy just full of Daddy's jism." Aunt Debbie moved forward, her hands on our thighs now and we scooted to make room for her between us. Mom's sister looked at her and then at me and she winked in such a naughty way that my cock began to throb.
"I always dreamed of finding out what a son's cum tasted like inside his mother's wet pussy." Aunt Debbie sighed and continued, "But Polly was an old-fashioned woman and never even hinted that she'd let a woman touch her, but right here is my sister..." Aunt Debbie moved closer and brushed her hand over Mom's wide open pussy and then she leaned towards me and lowered her head down to my crotch. "And here is her son, just having fucked and waiting for someone to clean them up!"
"Oh my god," I whispered as my aunt wrapped her lips around my semi-erect penis.
"First the appetizer," hissed Aunt Debbie and she sucked and licked my cock clean of my semen and Mom's creamy sauces. Her tongue swirled and probed and had me clean as a whistle and stiff as a board in no time!
"Delicious," she cooed as she lifted herself up and kissed me on the mouth, offering me her cum slickened tongue. She pressed her breasts against mine, her nipples poking me and I could fear her excited heart beating. Aunt Debbie then turned to her sister and said, "You are so lucky, Carrie, to have a son that loves you this much!" She scooted over to Mom and embraced her, their mouths clamped together and kissing hungrily.
End the kiss with a bold lick of Mom's lips, Aunt Debbie began to kiss her way down Mom's voluptuous figure, Mom sighing and saying, "It's been too long, Debbie!"
Mom's sister paused between Mom's wide spread legs. Aunt Debbie breathed in deeply, inhaling the strong and arousing scent of Mom's creamy cunt and my thick load of semen. My aunt flicked out her tongue and then fiercely thrust her face into Mom's pussy, her thick pubic hair scratching Aunt Debbie's cheeks while she hungrily tongued Mom's pink folds, lapping up thick streamers of my semen drenched in Mom's cream.
Mom's hold snapped back as her sister's ministrations on her sensitive cunt flesh immediately began to move her towards the realm of incestuous orgasm while I stared in awe at seeing for the first time, a woman making love to my mother. My emotions were all over the road -- a mix of jealous, lust and flat out amazement! Mom's hands quickly tangled in Aunt Debbie's bleach blonde hair, keeping her sister in place as she eat my mother out with carnal abandonment. My aunt's ass wiggled back and forth, her bald pussy wet and open, almost winking at me as it peeked out from under her taut ass cheeks.
Mom wordlessly moaned and groaned, her face screwed up in orgasmic delight -- her squeals rising and falling in pitch as her sister induced orgasms ebbed and flowed. Aunt Debbie lapped Mom's pussy furiously for several minutes until she paused and said, "Carrie, if you don't tell your son to fuck me, I'm going to just scream!"
Mom's eyes came into focus just long enough to find me. She tried to speak, but could only huff a little as the tongue lashing her sister was giving her was simply too intense. Mom licked her lips and finally managed a quick, urgent nod before letting out a cry as Aunt Debbie fluttered her tongue against Mom's swollen clit.
I trembled as I struggled to my knees and waddled behind my aunt's upraised and exposed ass. Aunt Debbie murmured, "Yesss," against Mom's pussy as I put my hands on her butt cheeks to hold her steady and to lift her just a fraction as I lined my cock up with her wet and bloomed cunt. Aunt Debbie lifted her face up from Mom's pussy, her chin dripping with cunt sauce and my semen and looked over her shoulder and said, "Hard and fast, sugar! Fuck Auntie Deb until you put a nice juicy load of spunk in my pussy, John!"
As she bent again to lick Mom, she gave a surprised, "OHHH!" as I obliged her and rammed my cock home, burying my erection all the way inside her hot pussy!" My Mom's sister's twat was hot and wet, a little roomier than Mom's, which made me wander about her trip and the friends she went to Miami and the Keys with.
Then it was my turn to give out a cry as her muscles contracted around my cock, massaging my shaft with deft expertness. As I began to thrust in and out of Aunt Debbie's steamy, sopping wet pussy, her sugar walls did their best to impede my progress, clasping to my shaft like sweet, oiled satin. I reached under her and massaged her enhanced titties, marveling at their shape and heft. Eventually, I focused on her nipples, the thin long rubbery things actually exciting me more as I played with them -- they were so long!
Gradually, we all began to move into one rhythm, our moans and sighs in unison as my hard thrusts into Aunt Debbie's cunt, drove her mouth against Mom's pussy, making both women grunt in ecstatic pleasure while I groaned as my aunt's sweet pussy flesh tried to trap me deep within her womb. The room, already fragrant with a week's worth of mother-son lovemaking, became thick with a new scent, completely incestuous in nature as mother's pussy and son's sperm mixed with the arousal of aunt's pussy, all to create an aroma that could do nothing but arouse one's desires.
Mom, writhing in pleasure under her sister's talented tongue, opened her eyes and our gazes locked. My mother managed a grin as we both continued to derive pleasure from both ends of Aunt Debbie's body. Mom's knowing, amused expression, calmed me down a little and it was if we shared secret knowledge telepathically as the three of us continued to make love. Even as we were three, Mom and I seemed to share a special extension of that pleasure, a separate incestuous delight that was ours and ours alone.
Aunt Debbie began to moan more and her body began to shake. As her pussy muscles clamped down around my shaft and her sweet juices coated and bathed my cock in her liquid heat, I felt myself reach the point of no return. My face told my mother everything she needed to know and she nodded and in a lust filled voice, gasped, "Do it! Give Debbie your hot spunk, son!"
With a bellow of satisfaction, I thrust deep into my aunt's cunt and began to cum, flooding her creamy insides with my hot semen. Aunt Debbie gave a muffled squeal as Mom held her sister's head against her pussy as they both bucked and writhed in orgasm.
When I was spent and after I had slowly withdrawn from my Aunt's spasm-wracked cunt, and she had collapsed beside me, showering me with kisses, she said between gasps for air, "Omigod, Carrie -- he's marvelous. You are so lucky!"
Licking my lips, tasting Mom's creamy sauces in Aunt Debbie's kisses, I replied, "No, I'm the one who's lucky. I have the perfect sexy mother as a lover, who has a hot aunt as a sister!"
Mom giggled as she caught her breath and rolling up onto her knees, said, "We're all lucky, my darlings. I'm lucky to have a son who knows how to make his mother happy with that fine cock and I'm sisters with a woman who knows the value and beauty of family love." Mom crawled on all fours till she was able to part her sisters legs, leaving them wide spread as she added, "A sister who at the moment is full of my son's tasty spunk!"
Without a further word, Mom dove between Aunt Debbie's legs and began licking her cunt, using her tongue to draw out thick wads of my semen, mixed with her sister's pussy juices. I watched amazed as Mom showed off just how well she could eat pussy. I think I learned more about cunnilingus in those scant minutes than in a lifetime as I studied Mom's use of her tongue on Aunt Debbie's pussy.
Mom licked my aunt's pussy until Aunt Debbie screamed her delight, her fingers clawing and tearing at the sheets. In a lust induced frenzy, I watched in awe as my aunt scrabbled and scooted around until she was on top of my mother and they wrapped arms and legs around each other in an incestuous sixty-nine, sister licking sister, showing me the depth of their passion for each other. It was a thing of beauty and I confess to moving around, viewing both women from different angles as they ate each other out with incredible familiarity.
By the time my mother and my aunt were spent in their passions, I was again sporting a massive erection, throbbing and aching from previous effort and present hunger. I'm not complaining -- the ache in my cock was the kind that you only achieve through tremendous, wonderful sex of the best kind. It was the same sensation of aching muscles gained through a job or effort that was pleasing to do.
Mom and Aunt Debbie eyed me hungrily for several minutes and then both crawled across the bed like predatory felines stalking their prey. Both women pounced on me and gave me a joint blow job that I will remember the rest of my life. Both women licked and sucked and teased me -- their tongues rolling over and around the crown of my cock and up and down my hard, long shaft. At one point it was as if my cock was trapped between a passionate soul kiss between Aunt Debbie and Mom, their lips surrounded the head of my cock and their tongues sliding deliciously over my swollen head as they sought each other's tongues out.
I almost passed out as I ejaculated, my mother and her sister, dueling with their tongue to lap up my hot, thick semen. When my vision cleared, Mom and Aunt Debbie were sitting there, grinning like two cats that had swallowed the canary.
And then alas, our time was up. Mom and I had to leave shortly afterwards. It was an intense goodbye, full of meaningful caresses and kisses that almost led to us missing out plane. It ended with me backing the rental car out of the driveway as Aunt Debbie stood naked in her doorway, hollering, "Next time, Little Sister, we don't let your son out of the bed! Make him take his vitamins and keep him healthy or we might just fuck him to death!"
That drew a couple of raised eyebrows as we pulled away. "I guess that might get the neighbors to gossiping," I said, trying not to laugh.
Mom sighed and replied, "I doubt it. Compared to some of Debbie's antics, they might think this is tame!"
As we drove towards the highway that ran parallel to the beach, we passed Mom's two elderly admirers. Mom leaned out the window and called out, "See y'all next time!" and for the hell of it, raised her T-shirt and flashed the two dirty old men.
As we moved on, I could hear one of them holler, his voice fading, "Kid, you're still a lucky motherfucker!"
Mom settled back into her seat and grinned at me, raising her shirt once more for my benefit, showing off her meaty, gourd shaped tits for me to admire, nipples still red from my bites earlier that morning. "He's right, you know. I am the luckiest motherfucker in the world, Mom. Thank you for this vacation."
Mom sighed and leaning over, kissed me on the cheek. "We're both lucky, son." She eased back into her seat and sighed again. "I won't be able to walk right for a couple of weeks, but I can definitely say that I got lucky -- over and over again."
The plane ride back to Chicago was uneventful -- in truth, we slept most of the way back, cuddled up to each other in our seats. It was early evening when we got back to my apartment. We walked down to the Korean grocery where Mom checked in with Dad and the twins, telling them that she decided it was too late to drive back and that she would crash at my apartment. The old man fussed, apparently he was running low on laundry, but Mom told him to deal with it and hung up on him. She sighed and looked at me. "I have less patience with him every day, especially now, knowing I have a better man in my life." I cannot fully describe the way that made me feel, except to say it made me love my mother all the more and ache for the day when we would be together forever.
We went out and had a bite to eat and then went back to my place and fell asleep, both of us worn out from the week's fun and games Sometime in the middle of the night, we both woke to find ourselves locked together, cock and pussy. Who had initiated it, I'm not sure. It was one of those sweet, dreamy time fucks where Mom and I both only become fully conscious as we are deep in the throes of our lovemaking.
This has always been one of my favorite ways to make love. Emerging from dreams erotic and mysterious to find myself wrapped in Mom's arms and legs, a passionate and incestuous embrace, my hard cock buried deep in Mom's warm, wet and motherly cunt. In the dim light, I see Mom's face, desire and love and sweet ecstasy etched on her face, her calling my name as I slowly and steadily thrust myself deeper and deeper inside her. Orgasm sweeps us both, wrapping us up in our love and pleasure and then allowing sleep to reclaim us, taking us back into our dreams, still joined -- mother's pussy and son's cock, back into dreams of us and our life yet to be lived, our life together.
The next morning, Mom and I finally had to part at least for a while. We kissed for a long time, neither of us willing to let the other go. Finally, Mom kissed me one last time, whispered something in my ear, stroked my face and saying, "I love you, son," climbed in her car.
I watched Mom drive off, her whispered words still echoing in my ear, giving me hope for the future, something to get me through the next several weeks. I watched Mom's car turn the corner and disappear as I listened to her words again.
"John, when your semester ends, you and I are taking a trip. I'm taking you home, son -- home to Mama Polly's. No more secrets, my darling. When we're home, Momma's gonna tell you everything!"
