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"I suppose you want to fuck me again, Dan?" I asked, imagining there could only be one answer, but my son surprised me.
"No, Mom," he said, joining me on the bed and giving me a hug, which didn't quite seem consistent with the way his cock was pushing against my hip. "I don't want to fuck you, I want to make love to you. I want to touch and kiss every inch of you, so I feel I really know you."
I was reminded of the similar words that Mimi had used, and the way she'd touched me where I wasn't expecting it. My son pulled himself to his knees, gently put a hand either side of my head, then started kissing me all over my face, my forehead, my eyes, my cheeks, my nose, taking it inside his mouth, as well as my lips. His fingers were gently pushing through my hair, exploring the whole of my scalp.
It was barely sexual at all, but yet it was thrilling, and I felt that warm, tingling feeling start up between my legs, especially when he nibbled my ear lobes, and combed his fingers through the hair just behind them. God, I suddenly remembered Ethan doing the same thing, before we were married, and yes, I'm sure that was the first time I let him fuck me.
Dan wasn't stopping though, as he stroked down my neck, over a shoulder, then down one of my arms, one of his hands above, and the other below, followed by his lips. When he reached my hand, he separated my fingers, and sucked them, one-by-one, into his mouth, our eyes locked together. Fuck, he might be my son, but yet what he was doing was far more erotic than any of my few lovers had done.
He worked the same trick on the other arm and hand, then ran his hands back to my trunk. He slid his hands over my collar bones, then started moving down. God, my tits were aching in anticipation of my son's hands massaging them, and I could feel my nipples trying to stiffen even more to get close to his mouth.
Shit, instead of reaching my tits, his hands glided down either side, meeting to circle my belly, and explore my navel with his fingers. It normally just sent me into fits of giggles as it tickled, but this time seemed to inject energy in me, making my tits and cunt zing even more. Yes, his hands started to go back up, but they both slid up my breast bone, missing my breasts again, then went back down both sides.
"Do you like it, Mom? Your body feels gorgeous."
"Oh, son, I love it, but the burning in my tits and cunt is almost unbearable. Finger, me, Dan. Fuck me, pull my nipples."
"No, no, Mom," he replied, laughing gently, but the drop of precum that was growing on the tip of his cock told me that he wanted it as well.
Then his hands were going down over my hips, coming together over my pubes, seemingly heading for my cunt, when they diverted. My son repeated what he'd done to each of my arms, on each of my legs, ending up nibbling and sucking my toes, something which had always turned me on. It still tickled, though, and I twisted around, trying to get my toes free, even though I wanted the pleasure to continue.
What made it even better, of course, was that as I twisted, my legs parted, and I knew that my cunt would be gaping open, and my son could see every detail of my large-lipped slit, my lips parting to reveal my tingling clit, and the pink opening of my vagina. Surely now he couldn't resist pushing his fingers in me, and starting to play with me? But he could.
"Turn over, Mom."
I turned on to my front, and my son kissed the back of my neck, sending shivers through me, then he massaged my shoulders, sliding his hands down to my waist, then across my butt cheeks. He grasped a handful of asscheek in each hand, and kneaded and pulled them around. It was another of those moments when I felt ashamed, perhaps even blushed, my face against the sheets, because I knew that my son must be staring at the tight opening of my asshole.
It was shameful, but at the same time, it made my body tremble with excitement and desire, longing for my son to put his cock, or his tongue, or even his fingers into the other opening which must also be open for him. He left my ass to massage down both legs, only to return to my butt, kissing each cheek. Then he surprised, shamed and delighted me again, as he pulled my ass open, and planted a kiss right on the ring of my anus, then started licking around it.
God, I'd never let my husband do that to me, but now I wondered why. I hadn't realised just how pleasurable it was to have my sphincter toyed with. He lifted my cheeks a bit more, pulling my hips upwards, then he buried his face in my cunt, the way I had so wanted him to.
"God, Mom, I love your cunt, you look and taste so like my sister, but yet you're different. And I just can't believe you got me and my sister out of that gorgeous hole, Mom," he said, as he turned me back over, then kissed my mouth, coating my lips with my own cum.
"You came out a good few minutes before your sister, though, Dan," I replied, smiling.
"I'm going to make up for that lost time in you then, Mom," he said, mounting me, missionary style, pushing his cock into my cunt until I felt his balls pushing against my ass. "Shame it's such a small part of me."
It felt so good to feel my son inside me, one hand on one of my small breasts, and the other gently stroking my clit, even better that the first time he'd fucked me, less than two hours earlier.
"You know, Mom, the feeling of the opening of your hole rubbing up and down my cock is just so good, but I'm not going to come until you have come several times with me inside you, and I've seen and felt me going in and out of you from every angle."
I hadn't really understood quite what he meant until he started rubbing my clit hard, but his cock was going in and out of me only slowly and gently. As he pulled one of my legs up over his shoulder, he used his other hand to massage my ass again. As his finger pushed into my asshole, which he must have been able to see so clearly, I came, my leg banging into his head, as I tried to snap my legs closed, and my clit tried to get away from what had turned more to pain while I was still climaxing.
"Fuck it, Dan, stop ..." I gasped.
"Fucking pussy," he replied, laughing, but he did take his fingers away from my clit, though he didn't change the rhythm of his cock pumping in and out of my vagina, making louder slurping noises again now.
I lost track of how many positions he got me in to, most I'd never tried, and many I didn't know existed. He even managed to lift me up into the cowgirl position, one that I did know, without taking his iron-hard shaft out of my hole. We must have been fucking for at least half an hour, and I'd come so many times my cunt was aching, though there was little sign that my son was running out of energy.
I decided that it was better to go out on a high, so I took things into my own hands. I leaned forward and kissed my son.
"I think you must have been in Mommy's cunt as long as your sister, now darling. Remember when we were playing 'Truth or Dare', that story you told about farting in the school play? Well, I think I'll have a better story than that, next time. Watch and listen."
I sat back up, using my knees to speed and lengthen his strokes in me. With one hand I joined his fingers working my clit, and with the other, I pulled one of my nipples until tears came into my eyes.
"Fill Mommy's cunt, son," I managed to gasp out, right on the edge of coming, and I squeezed hard on my guts.
It worked even better than I'd imagined, as I let out a long, deafening fart, and as I'd hoped, it sent Dan over the edge, the same way it had Ethan years ago when I'd humiliated myself doing it accidentally.
"FUCK!" I screamed, as I felt my son sending his spunk deep in my vagina for the second time, and I came as well, losing control of my muscles, so I sat back hard on his cock, getting a belt of pain deep inside as it rammed against the top of my vagina.
It was good pain, though, pain that was lost in the ecstasy of what felt like the most massive climax I'd ever had, and I slumped down on my son's chest, as his dick shrivelled inside me.
"I love you so much, Mom," he said, as he gently pushed me off him to lay alongside him in the bed.
He may have said more, but I was already asleep.
I don't know whether a sound woke me, or whether it was just because I needed a pee, but my son was still asleep, snoring as loudly as his father often did. The sun was up, and I crept to the bathroom, peed, then washed off the dried-up cum that seemed to have covered my gash. I was just heading back to the bedroom to wake Daniel, when this time I definitely did hear sounds coming from the other bedroom, sounds I couldn't possibly mistake.
I tiptoed over to the half-open door, and peered around the edge. It was my husband fucking my daughter, as I knew it would be, but still I was shocked at the obscene sight that greeted my eyes.
They were both laid half on their sides, my husband behind my daughter, and his cock was ramming into her asshole, fast and hard. Her legs were apart, and her cunt was gaping open, the pink inside of her vagina being pushed out every time her father's dick plumbed the depths of her bowels. She was using her fingers to push it back in, her thumb orbiting her clit, which was standing proud of her slit. They each had one hand on her tits, squeezing hard, and my daughter's eyes were closed, as she was lost in her passion, moaning loudly.
Why did I say obscene? Well some of you probably think a father fucking his daughter at all was obscene, but to me what was obscene was my husband using our daughter in a way that I'd never let him use me. I couldn't see the point of him fucking my ass when I had a perfectly good, better lubricated hole just a bit further forward, and when I'd let him try a little bit, it just seemed as if it would, for me, be more pain than pleasure. My Mom always told me to be careful of men, because for them, any hole would do, and I thought this just proved her right.
I was just trying to decide whether to burst in and interrupt them, or to get dressed and make breakfast, when I felt something touch my ass. I knew it had to be my son. My husband must have given him ideas, because my cheeks were pulled apart, and his cock started pressing into my anus.
Oh no, I thought, reaching between my legs to grab his cock, and steer it into my cunt instead, bending forwards to make it easier for him. He didn't seem to mind too much, except he obviously decided to prove a point by shoving a finger as far up my ass as he could, his other hand circling me, and grabbing a tit which, if it had been bigger, would have been swinging underneath me.
We watched, pacing ourselves to try to match what my husband and daughter were up to. As I expected, given it was his first experience of sodomy in Mimi's tight asshole, it didn't take long before I saw all the signs that Ethan was pumping his sperm into my daughter's bowels. She rammed her fingers into her gaping cunt, and came herself, moaning and groaning as she did so. Or maybe it was me making the noise, as the sight of my husband and daughter set me off, and I felt my son filling my vagina for the third time in less than a day.
"You let him take you up the ass, then, Mim?" I said, walking into the room, my pussy leaking down my legs. "I hope you've remembered that it's Good Friday, and we're off to church? At least you can ask forgiveness for committing sodomy, Ethan, which definitely is forbidden in the bible, though it is more equivocal on incest."
I wasn't sure if I was jealous or annoyed at her giving Ethan his first experience of fucking an asshole - unless someone else had, that bitch Julie Simmons he'd mentioned in the 'Truth or Dare' as the first woman he'd screwed, maybe. Whichever, it made me grumpy, and I stomped downstairs to get breakfast, leaving a trail of my son's spunk all the way.
We managed to get to the church, on time, and in suitable clothing. I don't know what Ethan did, but I asked for forgiveness for my incest with my daughter and son, though I knew I didn't deserve it, not least because I had every intention of fucking them again.
When the service was over, the boys decided to stay and watch the big baseball game on the massive screen in their favourite sports bar, though I thought it was more because they could exchange comments and prejudices with the other fans, men and women, rather than the view, so my daughter and I drove home on our own.
"Come on, Mom, what's wrong? You've hardly spoken to me all morning. You said you didn't mind Dad fucking me, so what is it?"
To my horror, I found myself bursting into tears.
"I don't mind him fucking you, Mim, especially as I love fucking you as well. But ... well ... it's just humiliating that my husband has to use his daughter to get what I've never let him have, and part of me fucking hates you for letting him."
"Mom! What on earth do you mean?" she asked, putting her arm around me, and hugging me to her.
"First off, I'd never sucked Ethan off until he came more than a few times, because I just couldn't take the taste of his spunk. But your brother told me how good you are at deep throating him, and how you love swallowing the sperm, and I know you must have done that now to your father, haven't you, you fucking bitch?"
"Well ... yes ... but, Mom, you seemed to enjoy licking his spunk out of my cunt, so what's the difference? And taking a cock right down your throat really just requires a bit of practice."
"More than that, though, I've never let him fuck my ass. Not that he hasn't tried, but when I just let him in a little way, it hurt, I didn't like it, and I loved him much better inside my vagina. I saw him earlier with his cock buried in your asshole, and both of you seemed to be enjoying it, but I don't think I can do it, even if it means I'm not really a proper wife."
"Isn't it better if he uses me, though, Mom, rather than using a hooker? I enjoy it."
She was right, I suppose, but it didn't make it feel any better. I was angry with Ethan and Mimi, but even angrier at myself, and I just started off again in floods of tears.
"Come on, Mom, come upstairs and I think I can teach you how to get to tolerate, even enjoy these things yourself. After all, you did let me finger your asshole, didn't you? And I seem to remember you then did the same to me, so it can't be anything fundamental, can it?"
I let my daughter lead me up to the bathroom, then strip me off so I was naked, stood in front of her, sobbing.
"Let's start with anal, Mom. The first thing you absolutely have to do before you do it, is to give yourself an enema."
"Shit - oops - why on earth should I do that?"
"You know what happens when you have an enema, don't you?"
"'Course, I do. They gave me one before I gave birth to you."
"Well, thing is, that having a load of spunk injected in you can act exactly the same way. It's not nice, and you really would be gutted and humiliated if it did. A single load might be fine, but better to be safe than sorry, I always think."
"But how do you know all of this, Mim?"
"It's a sad story, really. The first year at college, there was a cheerleader who was a real slut, at least with sporting guys. Anyway, at the end of the season, we were neck-and-neck with the college Dan goes to, and to encourage the team, she promised our team that if they won, she'd let them all fuck her up the ass."
"You don't mean you, Mim, surely?"
"No, Mom, I was totally a virgin in either hole at that time. I was just one of the junior cheerleaders who looked after the programs and things. No, but with an incentive like that, it was almost inevitable that the team won. Everyone knew about the promise, and of course, wanted to watch it being paid. In the evening, we all snuck back to the stadium when the coach and janitor had gone home, and true to her word, the whole team, one after the other, shot their load into her shit hole."
"Mimi!"
"Sorry, Mom, I used that description deliberately. We all cheered and laughed, and the guys loved it when their spunk went in her, but then it happened. She was wiggling her ass around, letting us see the spunk leaking out, then it all came back out again. Everything. I don't need to describe ... no ... well, they didn't like it. Not at all, and we were all horrified.
In that instant, she went from being the slutty hero that none of us had the courage to be, to someone people sniggered about, telling the story far and wide behind her back. She was never the same again, Mom, and I swore I would never let that happen to me, and I'd have to find out why it didn't in the pornos of anal sex I'd seen."
"How on earth did you find out? Was there someone you could ask?" I queried, shocked to my core, and leaving aside the question of why my daughter had been watching anal porn.
"Oh, Mom, I just Googled it! 'How to prepare for anal sex', and I couldn't believe how much advice there was, even videos, though they didn't quite show everything. If only the cheerleader had done her research - but presumably she'd only had one or two guys empty themselves in her, and she'd been lucky. Turns out, even Amazon sell everything you need. I've brought some with me, naturally. I'll go and get what we need, and I'll show you what to do."
She left me in the bathroom on my own, trying to get my brain around the idea of my daughter giving me an enema.
"Here we are, Mom," she said, coming back naked herself, with a bag of fluid and a long plastic tube. "Are you sure you're alright with this, though? I mean, it's not going to be exactly pretty."
"Hell, Mimi, you don't know what a baby's first filled diaper is like, and yours was even worse that your brother's, so it's payback time, darling!"
She was right, though, and although I'd put a brave face on it, it took all of my courage to go through with it. I'll leave the details to your imagination, if you're that way inclined, though. I was glad when it was over, we were all cleaned up, and Mimi led me back to her bedroom.
"That's the first part done, Mom, and you just need to remember to do it ahead of time. Now we need to get your ass and your throat used to having a stiff cock in them. I've got a couple of dildos we can use - don't look like that, I keep a different one for each hole," she said, smiling, stroking her hand down my back and over my newly spring-cleaned ass.
She started at the top, though, making me take the big, pink dildo in my throat, and after a lot of chocking, retching and buckets of spit everywhere, she gradually taught me how to take its whole length without gagging.
"I loved taking Dad's cock like this, right in, so his balls were hitting my chin, and I was totally at his mercy as I couldn't breathe until he pulled out. You'll come to love it to. He'll own you completely and utterly when his cock is right down your throat, Mom."
Then she lubed up the purple dildo, and with me laying on my front, she slowly pushed it into my asshole.
"Relax, Mom, pretend ... well ... you know."
I tried not to clench my anus, but to release it, and inch-by-inch, she managed to slide it in me, until her hand hit my pussy. It felt odd, not unpleasant, but it was the actual stretching that I found I liked, and the friction on my tight ring as she started to slide it in and out of me.
It got even better, though, when she reached down lower, opened my labia, which I suddenly realised we covered with cum, and pushed a thumb into my cunt. Oh, the feeling of the dildo and her thumb squeezing against each other inside me, was wonderful, and it started to feel like making love rather than a difficult lesson.
"Just relax your holes and enjoy it, Mom. That's right," she whispered in my ear, as I felt her tits brushing against my back, the dildo rhythmically moving in and out of my asshole, her thumb in my vagina, and her fingers now teasing my clit.
God, it was gorgeous. I felt dirty and abused, and my ass felt as if it was going to burst, as my daughter increased the pace of the dildo in the hole I never thought I'd enjoy anything in. My cunt felt on fire, electric shocks seeming to zap up into me from my clit, which was now not just being rubbed by my daughter's fingers, but squeezed by her thumb from inside my vagina.
"Come for me, Mom, like the asshole-fucking, daughter-fucking incest slut you are."
Shit, how could I refuse? My body bent upwards, my hips slammed down hard against the bed, then I couldn't stop my butt rising up again, driving the dildo deeper into my ass, and my daughter's thumb into my cunt, and the whole cycle repeated, gradually getting less intense, until I flopped on the bed, spent, my holes still filled.
"Congratulations, Mom, you've passed 'Anal Sex 101'," Mimi laughed, as she pulled the dildo out of my butt, and her fingers out of my pussy, licking my glistening cum off of them. "Let's get some salad for lunch, then we can move to the next lesson."
As we sat eating our lunch, I couldn't help admiring my daughter's body again, and she played it up, by sitting back and opening her legs, so I could see every detail of her cunt. She deliberately let mayonnaise drip onto her tit, picking it up, then sucking it off, giving me a sultry look which said she wanted to fuck me again.
I just couldn't have imagined a few days earlier that I'd ever see her naked, let alone flaunting herself, and I loved it. My tits weren't big enough for me to suck myself, worse luck, but I made sure that my gash was open for her to enjoy.
When we finished, she held my hand, and led me back to the bedroom.
"I'm going to fuck all of your holes, Mom," she said, leaving me wondering quite how.
I soon found out, as she rummaged around in her case again, this time coming out with what looked like a big black dildo, but attached to what looked like skimpy black panties, with something sticking up on the inside.
"Don't look like that, Mom, it's a double-ended, vibrating dildo. I just have to pull the panties on like this, then slip this end in my cunt. It's got a remote control, which is just as well, because it really does the job on my clit, and if you didn't come too soon, I know I would."
I was still trying to get my head around it, as my daughter pulled everything around to get comfortable, leaving her with tiny black panties, and what looked like a black cock stuck out the front of her, but smoother, and with a curve and bulges that no real cock has.
Before I knew it, she'd tipped me back over on the bed, pushed my legs open, and rammed her cock straight up my cunt, which after lunch and the morning, was still wet and ready.
"I'm just going to fuck your cunt first to get you warmed up, Mom," she said, and I felt a vibration reverberate through my vagina, as she started pumping in and out, obviously having turned on the motor.
God it was strange. It felt just like being fucked by my son or my husband, but the face above me was my daughter's. Her gorgeous, pointed tits were dangling down, and she kept deliberately letting them graze against mine, both of our nipples tight and hard.
"You fucking dirty slut, I'm going to use your cunt like the whore you are," she said, trying to sound like a man, which made us both laugh, even though our pussies were on fire.
"You're a bit late, I've already fucked all your buddies, and their spunk is still up me," I replied, trying to sound like a slut. It seemed to come all too easily to me.
I looked my daughter in the eyes, and I saw a depth of lust and depravity in them that I never imagined she could have, although I suspected she was seeing the same mirrored in mine.
"Take this, cunt," she snarled in the same deep voice, as she turned up the vibration, and rammed her cock hard into my vagina.
This time neither of us smiled, because we were both lost to the increasingly familiar feeling of pressure, warmth and excitement that had gripped our cunts, and it wasn't long before we both came, giving me another strange experience as the cock that had just come in me didn't shrink or slip out, but stayed in me.
"That was just the start, bitch," she growled, gradually getting better at imitating a man. "Now I'm going to fuck both your other holes."
She shuffled up the bed, her cock shiny with my cum, filling my nose with the scent of my own pussy, and hers, slightly reduced by her panties. I could see a trickle of her cum running down her leg as the panties had been pushed to one side, by the other end of the dildo inside her.
"Open your mouth, and swallow my cock, slut."
She may have been my daughter, and she may have been play acting, but a sudden shiver of fear ran through me at the thought of having to take such a big cock, worrying that I'd choke or vomit, or that she'd get carried away and hurt me, or even kill me.
"No, it's too big. You'll choke me," I cried, sounding more like a scared girl than the slut I'd played earlier.
"Too bad, bitch. Enjoy the taste of your own cunt," she said, convincingly enough to really worry me, as she grabbed my head, and forced the black cock, which was now not vibrating at all, into my mouth.
She pushed it right in, until my face was hard against her panties, and the smell of her cunt overpowered the taste of mine in my mouth. I couldn't breathe, and I struggled to push her back, only succeeding when I started to think I'd pass out. At last, she pulled out, and as a tsunami of saliva waterfalled out of my mouth, I managed to catch my breath again.
"Getting fucked is all a whore like you is good for, taking a man's seed in all three holes, just taking a break when you pop out some bitch of a daughter who's going to turn out an even bigger slut than her mother," she said, still trying to keep the male voice, but struggling not to laugh at the little bit of truth that was in what she'd said.
I can't say I was really enjoying it, except for the knowledge that I was doing something totally disgusting and forbidden with my own daughter. As she kept ramming her cock down my throat, I gradually came to realise that she was being very careful not to push me too far, while at the same time making me practice what she'd taught me earlier, and I relaxed enough to put my hand down to my pussy, and start playing with my clit.
Given that Mimi's plastic cock couldn't actually ejaculate, I wondered what she was going to do, or I did until I got so close to coming again that all I could think of was being face fucked and the pent-up feelings between my legs. Then I felt the vibration start, hard, juddering my teeth before she pulled the cock out of my mouth.
"Oh fuck, sorry, Mom," she mumbled, as she curled up in a ball, the vibrations in her cunt clearly sending her to her own climax.
We both came, and we hugged each other as we twisted and turned on the bed, my hand between my legs, and my daughter clenching hard on the vibrator inside her. We lay there panting for a few minutes, before my daughter knelt up beside me again.
"Now for the final humiliation, bitch. I'm going to fuck you right up your tight asshole," my daughter snarled, reverting back to her male persona. "Get your shit hole ready, slut."
I thought she was going to turn me over on to my front, and do me doggy style, but instead she grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs right up over my shoulders. Fuck, I could see why she did it, because even as she was lifting my legs, I could feel the black cock, still again, banging against my butt. I knew that my cunt must be gaping, and my ass was pulled wide.
I also knew that this was one of the positions for the deepest penetration, and I started to shiver in fear and anticipation at the thought of the depth to which her synthetic cock would invade my bowels, once it had torn me open.
"No, please, it's too big, you'll tear me apart," I whimpered, definitely not acting, but when I looked into her eyes, I saw no sympathy.
"Shut the fuck up, slut. You ass will soon be gaping as wide as your cunt. Anyway, I've heard you've even let your own son fuck you, so I'm sure this won't be the first cock you've had in your asshole."
Her words were harsh, and I felt her cock pushing against my sphincter, trying to violate the most private part of my body, ravage it, and lay it to waste. I screamed as I felt the muscles being forced open, but then I remembered what she had taught me earlier, and I tried to relax.
As I did, I realised that although her words had been harsh, she must have had some lube hidden somewhere, because the cock slid easily into me, surely pushing deep into my rectum, and thanked heaven that she had made me clean myself out first.
Gradually she lengthened and accelerated her strokes, and I felt the vibration start again, resonating might through my guts. I felt fingers touch my cunt. I thought my daughter was simply going to play with my clit, and make me come, but I was wrong.
"Do you like my cock up your ass, bitch? The way your cunt is gaping and gushing, I know you do. What a fucking whore you are. I bet I can even get my hand in you at the same time."
Shit, that wasn't part of the plan, sketchy though it had been anyway. She was rubbing my clit with her thumb as she fucked in and out of my ass, and every time she pulled out, releasing the pressure inside me, she forced another finger into my vagina.
"I fucking told you, I'm sure I can get my whole hand in."
"No, please. I can't, do it. You'll hurt me. Please Mim."
"Mim? Who's fucking Mim?" she growled.
She seemed to be so carried away with the role that I was really starting to get frightened again. I knew she'd come out of my vagina, but it was fucking painful, and surely her fist couldn't be smaller than her head when it came out.
"You're fucking holes are mine, slut, and I'm going to use your cunt and asshole just how I want."
I felt her other hand come around, and help tuck her thumb into her squeezed-together fingers. Then, still slowly fucking my ass, she grabbed her wrist, and used the power of both arms to force her whole hand inside me. I screamed again, as a sharp pain seared through my cunt, then, with a plopping noise, her fist disappeared into my vagina.
"Told you, whore, didn't I?" she rasped, spitting in my face.
Oh God, I'd never felt anything like it. Well, maybe when I was giving birth, perhaps. This wasn't as painful, but my belly felt stretched, as if it was about to explode wide open, and everything between my legs, my cunt and ass, felt on fire.
My fucking daughter didn't hold back, though, but turned up the intensity of the vibrations. She started ramming her black cock even harder into my asshole, moving her fist in and out of my vagina, sending sparks through me every time it pulled the opening of my vagina wider, and she started rubbing round and round my clit, then flicking and pinching it between her fingers.
Fuck, I could barely even think, as the waves of whatever it was: pain, pleasure, or fucking ecstasy swept over me. I heard my daughters breathing change to a rasping groan, and watched as her eyes rolled back in her head.
"I fucking love you, Mom," she yelled, in her normal voice, a split second before she came, sending me over the edge as well.
Shit, it was heaven, but it was also almost unbearable as we were locked together so tightly, and every involuntary jerk and twitch sent new sensations stabbing through my vulva. With the vibrations still going, and the other end of the dildo in her, she must have been feeling the same.
"Come again then, you little motherfucker," I managed to get out in a strangled voice, racing my fingers hard around her clit, as a second climax laid waste to my body.
"For fuck's sake turn the vibrator off," I gasped as I started to come down again, and this time she did.
Mind you, I nearly came for a third time as she first pulled her fist out of my pussy, then the plastic cock out of my ass.
"Fucking hell, Mom, I can see right up both holes, still," she said, smiling, as she bent over and gave me a kiss.
"Did I pass, darling?" I asked.
"Summa cum laude, Mom, Summa cum laude," she said. "So, who's it going to be, Mom? Dad or Dan that gets the first the first turn up your ass?"
That was a good question, and I realised I'd need to give it a bit of thought before the boys came home, either fired up with testosterone if their team won, or needing comfort if they lost. Either way, unless it was so bad Ethan was incapable, after a big game was one of the most likely times he'd want to fuck me.
It was a while later when we had a message from the boys that the team had won, and they were staying on to celebrate with their friends, so my daughter and I ate alone. A mouthful of vegan burger, followed by a mouthful of cunt made a delightful combination, and the fries dipped in a vagina to cover them with cum were a revelation. So much better than mayonnaise!
Eventually they came back, though, and we opened our legs ready as we heard them drive up. I'd given Mimi's question some thought, and had come to a decision.
"Come and fuck me, son. Mommy needs her baby's cock up her again."
He didn't argue. Dan stuck his dick up me, and Mimi started sucking her father's cock, taking him way down, the way she'd shown me.
I enjoyed my son in me again for a while, but then I decided to give my husband a surprise. I pushed my son off me, walked over to my daughter, pulled my husband's dick out of her mouth, then took it in mine. I looked up and saw the disappointment on his face, since I'd never been any good at it.
I let him fuck my mouth, only going in a couple of inches, but then I put my arms around him, and pushed my head towards him, forcing his cock down my throat. I started to retch, but then I remembered how I'd been able to relax when Mimi face-fucked me with her strap on, and I started to enjoy the feeling.
"Fucking hell, Hilary, when did you learn to suck cock like that? You're almost as good as your daughter."
Cheeky bastard. I had been in two minds whether to let him come, and to swallow the spunk down for the very first time, but that decided it. My son was the one going to get my blow-job virginity after all. I looked over at Mimi, who was riding her brother's cock, bouncing up and down on him as if he were a trampoline, but one with a pole in the centre going right up her cunt. I managed to catch her eye, and signalled her, as we'd discussed earlier.
With a massive slurp, she pulled herself off him, and walked over to me and Ethan.
"Come on Dad, you know Mom's no good at cock sucking, come back to me, and you can choose if I swallow, or you shoot your load over my face of my tits - you'd have to aim well to get Mom's tiny ones, wouldn't you?"
Sometimes she still managed to be hurtful, but I knew I could get her back some other time, and she was still sticking to my plan B.
"Well, Dan, you'd better see if you can teach your Mom how to suck cock properly, hadn't you."
"OK, Mom," he said, not entirely convinced, I could tell. "Maybe having it coated with my sister's cum will help?"
I'd forgotten that, but it did. His cock was glistening with the viscous, translucent fluid he'd dragged out of my daughter's cunt, giving off her wonderful scent under my nose, as I took his cock into my wide-open, waiting mouth.
If I say it myself, I think I put on a really good show. I made sure my son didn't hold back, but rammed his cock as far down my throat as his sister had earlier in the afternoon But I also pretended to choke, pushing him away, drooling strands of saliva, which coated my tits, drawing my son's attention to them.
He started pulling my nipples, as I forced his cock back in me until his balls hit my wet chin. I moved one hand down to tease my clit, and I kept taking both of us close to the edge, before backing off, often pretending to be struggling to keep my son's dick so deep in my mouth.
"Fuck, Mom, Dad was half right. Where on earth did you learn to suck cock like this? But I think he has wrong, you're way better than my sister."
That was even more than I could have hoped for, and I put off coming for a bit longer, watching the shock on my husband's face, his cock down my daughter's throat, thinking, I was sure to show how much better she was. I turned my attention back to my son, giving him a prolonged build up to his orgasm.
"Swallow Daddy's sperm, Mim," I heard my husband say, and I stopped holding back on my son's thrusts.
"I'm going to come on your gorgeous tits, Mom," my son delighted me in saying, obviously in response to his sister's derogatory comments about my breasts. "Fuck!"
He pulled out of my mouth, and I stopped playing with myself, in a last-minute change of plan. At the very same time, I saw the hole in the tip of my son's cock expand, and stream after stream of whiteness jetted out of the end. I felt the warmth as it hit one of my tits.
When I looked down, I saw his initial aim had been perfect, but he had obviously moved across, so I had a line of spunk across my chest, from one tit right to the other, which had an elongated drop of sperm hanging from the very end of the nipple.
"That was fucking fabulous, son. Now watch Mommy come."
I used both hands to smear my son's sperm across my tits, pinching my nipples, capturing the drip with one. I moved that hand to my mouth, and noisily sucked every molecule of semen and every wriggling sperm into my mouth. I lay back on the floor, legs apart, and I coated my cunt and asshole with the spunk from the other hand, pushing some up into both my holes, before going back and absolutely laying waste to my clit with my fingers.
"Your spunk is gorgeous, son. I want it in every hole, thrilling me ..."
I might have been going to say some more inventive things, but I lost the power of speech, as the knowledge I had just given my first proper blow-job, and to my son, not my husband, and the unrelenting friction of my fingers on my clit sent me over the top.
"Aagghh! Fuck!" I screamed, my legs shooting out straight, as I held my hand tightly over my cunt, then snapping closed, and my hips shot up, before my legs straightened and parted. I moved my hand so that my husband and my twin children could see my gaping hole, smeared with a mixture of mine and my son's cum.
I thought that was enough to give my husband something to think about, and to make me feel better about myself, but my daughter had decided to make up for her comment about my tits. She walked over to where I was laying, a wicked smile on her face.
She knelt down beside me, moving her face so that it was above mine. Surely, she wouldn't, I thought, but she did. She opened her mouth, and a stream of my husband's cum slowly oozed out, and dripped into my mouth, which I'd just managed to open in time.
I held my mouth open, letting Ethan see the white liquid on my tongue, then my daughter followed the liquid down, and kissed me on my mouth. No one could have had any doubt of the passion in the kiss, nor of the fact that our mouths were open, and we were swilling her father's, my husband's seed around in them.
Eventually we separated, and I used my tongue to deliberately push some of the spunk to the outer part of my lip, where I knew it would be seen.
"Well, I've got to get up early tomorrow, because I've got to look after that huge Easter event in town, so I'm for bed. Are you coming, darling?" I said after I'd got to my feet, grabbing my husband's hand and pulling him towards the stairs.
"Uh, yep, Hil, let's go," he mumbled, still looking stunned at what I'd done.
We kissed as we showered, and it felt an awful lot like it had when we first got married, and exploring each other was still something exciting and novel. Then we got into bed naked, which seemed to have become natural since the children came back home.
