Mom gets a triple workout, while Sis wrestles with a surprising, self-discovery.
During dinner, Nell explained her experience. "It was like being slammed into a brick wall in slow motion but retaining all of the force. I experienced every microsecond of pain. At a certain moment, body half crushed, I lost my 'self.'" Nell bounced parentheses fingers while saying the word. "I watched tears run and heard sobs. There was a sense of freedom unlike lucid dreaming. I was fully awake but unable to affect anything. That mental state was my entire reality - all in the present - separate from past and future."
Mom and I didn't touch the food on our plates while Nell described her personal journey of masochism. She ate heartily, wincing from time to time but not caring about the pain shooting up from her wood seated butt. She talked animatedly.
"I lived in slow motion, disconnected, watching the switch lay stripes across my ass but only interested in the experience of utter detachment." Nell paused to chew chicken gristle. "The crazy thing is, I got bored! It was amazing for the longest time, then I was lonely. Hours passed between swats in my time frame. There was no one else. It became terrifying, but I think, now that I've experienced it, I'll be able to withstand that. I kept shouting Craig's name. He was the only person within my limited universe, but detachment separated us. I grew to hate it!
"Then SNAP! Like being whacked on the head with a two by four, I was back in my body. Craig's arms were holding me, and he was crying. I had to fuck him, Mom. Hugging wasn't close enough to be reassured that I wasn't still alone."
Nell finished her meal. Mom and I exchanged bewilderment. Eventually we wrapped our plates in plastic and stuck them in the fridge.
When Dad arrived, Nell was in her room, catching up on the classes she'd missed. Mom and I were still sitting at the table. My mind was mulling over my standing with Nell.
"Good evening, Love of my Life and Pesky Son. Where's the prodigal daughter?" He was in a surprisingly chipper mood - likely horny.
"Taking a pregnancy test- I don't know." Mom jived.
"She studying, Dad. There's a double meal waiting to be warmed up. Mom and I are going to sit here for a while."
"At last, you've both succumbed to our alien overlords. Can I join in?" He quickly spotted the wrapped plates and put one in the microwave. When neither of us reacted, he worried.
"Is this what happens when the man of the house is gone too long? Family loses its spark, its drive? Stop moping. Why aren't the kids complaining, Mother? Harp on my ass about something, or I might bury myself under a pile of hookers tonight.
Mom brightened a little. "Sorry, Husband. The only whore you're allowed to pay is me. Mommy needs either an insta-pot, or a gross of edible panties."
"Now we're talking. Craig, go bother your sister while I bother your mother under the table." It was the closest thing to sex between them that he'd ever joked about. The microwave went, "DING!"
I got up and went to my room. I texted Nell. "Dad's in good spirits."
"Can I fuck him?"
"That's beyond my pay grade."
"Can I fuck you again?"
"Now?"
"I mean, sometime again."
"I guess, but I'll probably be a dick about enslaving you."
"Old news. Bring it Big Brother. Not tonight however. I've got to pass my media studies class or I will have to enroll in ROTC. Great safe word, BTW."
"Do you wish you had used it?"
"Yes and no. We'll find out next time."
"Your ass was a maze of stripes. How can you concentrate?"
"I'm fingering myself, naked on my bed, tits down. Interested?"
"What about your studies?"
"What studies? Nah, I'm kidding, but not about being horny. Just have to plow through the books and vids. This is better than studying with classmates. Now STFU."
I slept my phone and sought out my textbooks.
Adult, furtive cries seeped through the thin door to my room. I smiled and studied.
Mom didn't bother me that night or the next. I actually enjoyed masturbating during her absence of groveling. Nell kept herself busy with school - both days. I thought about her experience of detachment. By no means was cumming into a dirty sock, the same as her moment of enlightenment. It just felt real good to jerk off privately.
At the end of the second day, I was challenging my self academically, by playing a video game, when Nell's picture appeared on my phone. I answered.
"You okay, Big Bro?"
"Yeah, why do you care?" I smirked, hoping she might be horny.
"I don't. Mom texted me and said you were home from school, but something was wrong."
"Mom walked by not long ago. Why didn't she ask me? I'm fine. I'm home. I got my ass kicked by a giant robot. I'm working toward vengeance."
"That's why, Idiot. You need to figure it out."
HEY! My slow brain caught up. She had called me Big Bro!
I set my phone on the coffee table and released the controller in my other hand. It flipped over. The pause button struck the carpet, resuming my game. Mega-Robo-Gaigen kicked my ass again, but I bounded to my feet and strode into the hall.
I knocked at Mom's door. "Mom?"
"Yes, My Son."
Fuuuuuhhhh. Truly, yours truly was an idiot of the highest order. Mom hadn't begged me for cock, because our game had changed!
"Open the door." I mustered my best voice of authority. My recent experience of not 'acting' dominant while swatting my sister, had given me a sense of what being dominant was. It's not like I had changed into a more dominant young man. I had a better understanding of the part of me that could be dominant.
Mom appeared in the doorway. She studied me, wary of my intentions. Her skirt was half zipped up but clasped at the waist. Her light sweater was the color of ripe cantaloupe.
"I'm sorry you weren't quicker about that. Were you changing?"
"No."
A quick glance at her bed revealed nothing out of the ordinary, but something made me suspicious. It might have been the smell.
"Were you masturbating?"
She bit her lip and nodded.
"What were you using?"
"My vibrator."
"Show me."
Mom went to her bed and pulled back the cover. The Dolphin that appeared was apparently the new Rabbit. I had overheard Nell in her room squealing about it when a friend of hers mentioned owning one.
"Did you cum?
"No, My Son." She was signaling.
"Would you like to?"
"Yes."
"That's great, Mom. So would I." I turned and stepped away down the hall. "Bring your vibrator and that fancy lube. Oh, and don't bring your clothes."
I waited next to the couch. It was extra plush and covered in a special non-leather that could handle rambunctious teens. Mom had ordered it six years ago. "What's taking so long?" I spoke loudly down the hall.
"I'm coming."
That made me smile.
Mom hustled into the room, large boobs jostling. In one hand was the vibrator. The other held a bottle. Damn, she had the best, natural figure for a mature woman. I was already as hard as a flagpole. My dick pulsed with the energy invoked by her stunning body.
"I see you trimmed your pussy bush. Careful you don't cut it back too much."
"Would you like to advise, next time?" Mom raised an eyebrow.
"Maybe. Let me know when you consider doing it again."
The room fell silent. I was too delighted by mother's curves and the sparkle in her eyes, to say anything. I soaked up her sexiness. I wanted her so badly!
She waited, her excitement tinged with uncertainty. Why wasn't I calling her a mommy whore and fuck slave? What happened to me slapping her face and butt? Was I even going to play the game I had wrung out of her initial reluctance weeks ago? She licked her lips, waiting.
"Let's talk about what you like." I pointed at the vibrator. "That must be a lot easier to deal with than some young idiot who wants to play silly games."
"It's not what I want right now."
"What do you want, Mother?"
"I want a big cock, My Son."
"A real cock? Not that fake one?"
She licked her lips again and nodded.
"I sure would like you to play with a big, live prick. You're so sexy when you're horny."
She blushed. Mom never blushed.
"Well," I pierced her with my eyes. "You better find one then. Don't waste any more of your breath and my time."
She held her breath and quickly walked the distance between us. Her hands worked at my belt buckle.
"Look up at me while you're doing that. I want to see the desire in your eyes."
There were flames in her eyes when they met mine. The buckle fell away, followed by her pushing down my unzipped trousers. I wanted to kiss her trembling lips. Instead, I bent my head and sucked on her neck.
"It's okay if you leave a mark, My Son." She had my rigid cock in her hands and was pawing all over it, making sure by feel, that it was as big as she remembered. It twitched in her fondling fingers.
I left a mark on her neck so red it would scab over the next day. "I'm going to fuck you in the ass, Mother. Get me ready." I cupped her tits in my hand and began kissing their cleavage.
Slick dripping fingers stroked a thick coating of lube over my jutting shaft while I sucked and nibbled on her nipples. "Pick up that dildo dolphin."
Mom had to bend down to reach where she'd dropped it to cater to her fetish. "Hold it. Stay that way. Your ass is amazing, Mother. I can't wait to fuck it. I need to spank it." My hand was already falling across her butt crack. THWACK!
Her hind cheeks flinched and wobbled from the meaty impact. She lightly grunted, clenching the silicone toy in response to my swat. WHACK! WHACK! I struck separate cheeks squarely.
Then I was pushing my hand between her upper thighs, reaching into her trimmed bush. "You're so fucking wet, Mom. Give me that rubber fucker."
Without straightening, she gave the toy to my eager hand. "You don't need this when I'm around, Mom. I'm taking it and your other toys. I'll use them when I see fit." CLICK, it started to whir.
I fit the dolphin's bottle nose to her slick pussy lips, spreading them by inserting the lively thing into her cunt until only the base with its controls protruded. Mom mewled appreciatively.
Taking a step back, I watched the inert thing wriggle as her cunt muscles begged for real action. "Now get your dirty hole ready for me."
She had to squirt lube into her soaked hand eight times before she decided she had pushed enough in her ass. It was super-hot to watch her finger the stuff into her crinkled bung.
"Squeeze more on my cock."
Mom lay down a line of lube along my prick, like mustard for sausage. Bowing again, she stepped wide and offered her backside.
"I want you on the couch. Sit on the armrest and fall back keeping your ass on the armrest. Make your shitter available that way."
"Yes, My Son."
I loved how the hi-tech fake leather squeaked beneath my mother's naked back. "Line me up, Mom." I stepped between her raised and spread legs. She had to curl up as far as she could to reach my lube dripping cock and seat the head in her glistening asshole.
"Resist." I commanded and pushed with my hips, grabbing her knees for leverage. Mom knew the drill. I increased the pressure against her hard clenched anus. She could have kept the fat head out of her ass all afternoon, no matter how much lube or pressure. When she gauged the time was right, she let go all resistance, and my cock plunged half its length into her behind - in a split second.
"UUUAAAGGHHH!!" Mom groaned when my dense and thick meat plowed up her colon.
I grunted with pleasure as I dug way into my mother's backside. If she had been standing, we both would have fell to the carpet. Sinking fully into Mom's tightest hole, I clenched her knees and fucked. "Damn your ass is fine, Mom! Feels like the whole length is clutching at my slick stick."
"It's so hard and big! Honestly, it's too big, My Son, but that's what I love about it! Fuck!!" Mom shouted happily!
"Shut the fuck up, Mom, I'm fuck'n here." I grinned down, my waist surging fat prick in and out of her butt. It was so tight, I couldn't fuck as fast I would a pussy, but slow strokes gave me time to focus on how Mom's ass gripped my pushes and pulls. The resistance was incredible! "Uhhhh!!" I heaved.
She had set down the bottle of lube on the couch's end table. I picked it up and lay a squirt on top of my dick, just as I plunged it inside. The lube spread around my girth, and some was forced in. The cool lube contrasted with our hot, unnatural mating. I had no doubt that my weapon was loading itself with eager seed. I loved to see Mom on her back, legs jutting into the air, loins punctured by real and/or fake dicks!
"You deserve this, Mom." I humped a bit harder, hoping fresh lube would let me increase speed. I also grabbed the base of her quivering dolphin and thumbed it alive to full power. The thing rumbled, and it's base began circling her furry muff!
Mom roared! "HAAAUUHHH!!" Her hips lurched from an intense orgasm, and her tits wobbled invitingly. "OH, MY SON!!!"
Responding to their call, I leaned over, my shoulders forcing Mom's shaking thighs closer to her soft belly. I grabbed her tits and mauled them, sinking thumbnails into the tips of her rubbery nipples. She squealed and groaned.
"CUM, you wonderful slut mommy!"
"YES! YESS!!!" Her head thrashed left and right as I humped faster. Bent over her like that, I couldn't withdraw as much cock from her gripping anus between strokes. We fucked faster but less fully. I was okay with it. The base of my cock started clenching, dark storm clouds preceding a flood.
"You sweating, harlot. I love how you smell."
"Fuck me harder, Baby. I'm gonna cum again!"
"I'm gonna slap you instead. I'm too keyed up!"
"Ho- oh ...kay. Slap Mommy's tits. Pinch them. I need more - something!"
SLAP! I swatted my right hand across her tits! She groaned. My left hand reached up and grabbed her jaw. "You're so beautiful!" SLAP! I crossed her cheek with my right. SMACK! I backhanded the other cheek. "Cum, damn you!"
The pressure in my groin would have lifted tons of earth like rising magna, while its sturdy stalk reamed my mother's tight ass as fast as possible. The incredible friction spurred her colon's natural power to absorb liquid. Unlike a pussy, ass fucking only got drier! But the increasing heat and growing resistance felt incredible because we were so close to-.
I suddenly grabbed Mom's head and slammed my cock up her butt until my balls spanked her hind cheeks. If she hadn't been so athletic, bending her legs until her knees knocked her shoulders might have shattered her hips! I forced my lips upon hers and kissed those pouting, panting pillows. "MMNNNGGGHHH!!!" I howled deep in my throat. Fully embedded in my mother's behind, when my orgasm struck, my cock had nowhere to go but lurch inside of her, our hips shuddering.
"WAAAIIEEEE!!!" Mom shrieked! Her hips bucked, threatening to hurl the dolphin right out of her dripping twat! I mauled her lips with mine to the beat of cum surging out of my impaling prick! GUSH! GUSH! GUSH!...
We thrashed like salmon jumping a waterfall. I imagined my cock breaking off inside my mother's ass. As horrific as that sounds, the notion didn't dent my euphoria. What did happen was, we slid off of the couch and landed heavily upon the carpet, our shoulders and hips taking the blow. Not that my cock cared. Its unleashed stream of hot cum into Mom's rectum, didn't sputter.
Suddenly, Mother and I were laughing! "Gods, I've never fucked like that!" We untangled only enough to escape the discomfort of our union. My dick spat the last of its load, remaining fully embedded while I made way for her legs to straighten. I wished I could have maintained our kiss. It had been a spur of the moment act, without intending to transgress my parent's love, but I would always remember how it made me connect with my mother at the deepest level of taboo.
We didn't kiss again, but our embrace lingered even after my softened prick oozed out of her cum filled ass. Our reverie was enthralling. It took a minute or two to register the whining machine still grinding away at Mother's cunt. We both blushed when I shut it off and slipped it gently out of her.
Somehow, probably through magic, Mom produced a handful of tissues and we wiped up, still sprawled across the living room carpet.
"I'm sorry I broke your rule about kissing."
"Some rules are meant to be broken - occasionally." She donned her mantle of authority set aside for my lust's sake. "What possessed you, Craig? You took me in a way I've never experienced."
"Heh." I scratched the back of my neck. "I wish I could say it came from the heart, Mom, but I was horny in a way just as surprising." I didn't tell her, but I suspected it had something to do with the recent experiment with Nell.
"I'm not sure I can take such intensity very often. I hope you aren't planning to accost me that way regularly." She didn't mean just anally.
I grinned. "Maybe, but I hear you, Mom. We'll figure it out." I abruptly looked down between our sweat covered bodies. "What do you figure I should do with this?"
Mom's face reacted with scant horror when my dick started growing again. "Damn!" She shouted.
The garage door opened. "What are you swearing about, Mo- ?" Nell stepped in, halted at the sight of her brother and mother embracing naked on the living room floor, and resisted her jaws' need to drop through the Earth's crust.
Mom's pink cheeks cooled behind a wicked smile. "Meow." She grinned up at her startled daughter.
"Yeah, well, whatever." Nell's eyes flashed angrily for just a second. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. I imagined her counting to five. When she sighed and looked again, my big sister shrugged. "You go, Mom." She made a beeline to her room.
Mom accused me with a fist against my chest. "What did you do with my horrible, bitch daughter?"
"Hey, you walked in on us, yesterday." I retaliated by grabbing her boobs. My dick was getting hard fast. "Maybe she took a lesson from you."
Mom quieted. She pressed her lips, looking confused but deep in thought. Her eyes queried mine and my dick. When she spoke, she sounded almost like a little girl. "Do it again."
It took me another beat to sync my mental gears with what she meant by those three words. I prayed to the gods I wasn't on the wrong track. We both were aware of Nell's presence listening for a chance to rejoin the family without embarrassment. What should have sapped our renewed desires, inflamed it. I took another moment to summon the right words.
"You once promised, Mom." I stilled the emotions dancing across my face and let go of her tits. "Here's your chance. Suck that dick all the way this time."
"It's been in my ass." Mom reminded.
"You're not a dumb slut, Mother. Don't let your slave cunt think for you."
She raised her head to look past me. When she reached over my body, I learned where the tissues had come from. We'd knocked a box to the floor while my cock was pounding her dirty hole. She took another handful and spit into them.
Slinking down the pink satisfaction glowing from my body, Mom carefully spit-washed my eight and three quarter inches. When completed, tossing the soiled mass away, she contemplated our bodies, in particular my jutting prick. It was her throat's Mount Everest.
"I'm gonna need a better angle on this fucker." She spoke softly to herself before getting to her hands and knees and turning half way around until her face was aimed at the head of my dick. The bush of her still wanting pussy glistened before my eyes. The rod of meat in Mother's aim, twitched with anticipation. She knew that I wasn't going to lose steam anytime soon.
"Don't mind me." I reached up and prodded her sex with my right, middle finger. Her hairy cooz flinched.
Suddenly, I felt a small but strong hand on my upper hip. It toppled me onto my back, and Mom crawled upon me, her big udders raking my navel. "Don't mind me."
Anticipation and determination welled unto her face. As the past had shown, taking me fully into her throat before bringing me to orgasm – would be no easy feat, but Mom looked determined to claim final victory.
She started by warming the shaft with shallow strokes, teasing the mushroom tip with her tongue. Mom mused, her vocal cords guttering. I think she was loosening up her throat before her ordeal began. My hands gripped the carpet as she gradually worked me into her mouth until the first half covered the length of her tongue.
Relaxing her jaw, like a mountain climber hammering extra pitons, she prepared for her assault to touch chin to groin. Inch by inch, Mom pushed herself to expand her limits, her throat muscles burning from the effort of accommodating the immense length.
She wasn't just gorging herself. The bit of tongue that wasn't crammed with cock, worked beneath my shaft to stimulate it. Her lips gyrated around my girth. It was hard not to moan from such dedicated service. Though it took a bit of chutzpa to ignore the fact that her daughter, my older sister, was likely listening.
Two inches, nearly half the remaining distance, succumbed to Mom's cautious but unrelenting effort. She breathed like a steam locomotive, filling her lungs and blood with oxygen for when the air supply would be cut off.
Her hands went around my butt and she peeled the halves apart to stimulate my anus and taint with blind but expert fingers. I was shaking from the sensations flooding my dick and groin.
With the goal so close, Mom pulled on my ass and launched her face forward, hoping to envelope the rest in one great push! Abruptly, she gagged and her natural instinct to clear her throat, no matter the cost, accosted her like a giant beast on the mountain. If I had been more aware that she might upchuck, I would have pulled out and apologized!
Somehow she overcame her throat's reflex, allowing it to shudder on the tip of my prick until it calmed. I only knew that she was choking on cock, and she had the power to stop. How it felt, my embedded dick shaking from throat throes, was intense! "You're doing great, Mom!" I groaned.
The muscles in her neck strained as they clung nearly at the summit, refusing to let go despite the increasing burn in her lungs. Her head moved back and forth with slow, deliberate cycles, using every ounce of willpower to maintain control. That she managed to hold her breath, astonished me because she would not give up.
The slow throat fucking was less intense but elicited a fuller, richer sensation along my rock hard pecker. My breathing became ragged as my orgasm approached, tension spreading through the body. One or more fingers entered my anus, searching for my prostate.
With a desperate surge of determination, Mom launched herself again, pulling on my ass cheeks for leverage. The final inch and three quarters shot down her near panicking throat. Her chin sunk into the soft tissues below my navel, but getting my cock fully into her gullet was merely a milestone.
"Now fuck the whole thing, Mom." I spurred her to get me off. I was close, but there was still work to do. Her fingers in my ass helped a lot! To encourage her, I pried apart her vulva and sucked her clit into my lips.
"NNGGGLLLHHH!!!" Mom gurgled unhappily. Instead of pleasure, the sudden stimulation distracted her when she needed to focus. She was running out of air!
The rich taste of her sex stimulated me in all the right ways. When I realized I wasn't helping, I retreated from her hairy pussy, licking my lips.
Mom pulled her face to four inches from my crotch, and the saliva greased resistance from her throat felt amazing! Not even her tight ass felt that good because it either had too much lube or too little. The flesh of Mom's stuffed neck gave perfect friction.
Her efforts so far had proven to Mom there was only one method to get my cock fully impaled in her throat. Withdrawing was straightforward, as she had just done to two inches. Spearing them back into her neck required the same force that had sucked them down the first time. With a deep growl, Mom shot her body forward, pulling my ass to cram those inches back into her neck. The girth lodged within made it bulge, but Mom's face darkened from lack of air.
"Help her DAMNIT!" Nell was suddenly standing in the room. "She's going to suffocate! PULL OUT!"
It was my intention to do just that, equally concerned. The situation took an unexpected turn when Mom's head thrashed left and right. "NNNN!! NNNNN!! NNNNNNnnnnn!!!" She refused to quit! And she wasted precious air to say so!
What shocked us kids the most was when my cock stuffed mother started rapid fucking me with her bulging neck! Suddenly she was releasing and cramming cock, four to six inches at a time with lightning thrusts and pullbacks. Mom had become a throat fucking machine kicked into high gear!
All awareness and memory of my distraught sister fled my thoughts as shockwaves of pleasure wracked my brain! AAAaaa, MOOOOMMMM!!! UUggghhhhhh!!"
My body heaved and lurched under her torment driven attacks on my cock! I cried out in ecstasy as I reached the peak which she had not only surmounted but pulled her lusty son with her. Her fingers found the perfect spot up my shitter to kick me over the edge.
When Mom felt me convulse inside her mouth, she knew that she had successfully conquered the mighty mountain – a testament to her resilience, determination, and unwavering commitment to big cock lust.
Each pulse of thick cum flying directly into Mom stomach had farther and farther to go when I grabbed her by her upper arms and pulled her asphyxiating head off of my cock. Only when the flange of my prick head met her teeth did I relent, firing last shots across her tongue while she inhaled frantically through her nose!
"Mom!" Nell shouted, unable to do much else - only to be ignored.
Mother's free hand grabbed the spit shined length of my cock, and she took to sucking the last of my sperm like vanilla milkshake through a thick straw.
"AAAWWWWwwww!!" I cried, nearly whining. The orgasm wouldn't quit! My brain shattered again and again, even when every drop had been swallowed. My body kept quaking next to my naked mother.
Mom gasped, finally taking her mouth off of my cock. "How - hfast - c-han hue ghet hit up - again?" Full lung panting cut off her words. And still, she wanted more.
"You need a rest, Mom." My dom energy had been all sucked out.
"Why haven't you fucked her cunt yet?" Nell shifted to a new concern.
"How would you know?"
"Mom's ass is shining like only lube can."
"I did what I wanted. Mom likes it up the butt." To cut off the obvious retort, I added, "And she's wanted to fully deep throat me ever since I first told her to suck my cock."
"That looked horrible, Mom! Never do it again!" My big sister zapped a glare at me. "What about what she wanted? You've only inflamed her!" She declared authoritatively, but we all knew Mom wished for a proper fucking.
Strangely, Mom came to my aid. "Show her, My Son. Show your bitch sister how you treat this mommy slave cunt."
I didn't get what she meant at first. Nell dismissed the concept, remembering my fantasy inspired attempts at sexual domination. She snorted. "Don't bother, Little Idiot."
"Shut the fuck up, Daughter. Take a seat and a chill pill. This will require something you've never experienced before, patience.
"Little idiot" was actually a reasonable de***********ion of my current state of mind. Echos of intense pleasure rang through my nervous system. I heard Mom and Nell but could only answer after minimum necessary processing.
Nell chortled. "He's fucked out, Mom. But call me if the situation improves. Maybe he'll want fresher game after your ho ass." She winked at Mom and sauntered back to her room. Mom took the hit without comment, affected not by her earlier orgasm, but the sheer effort of fully throating her son's big cock. She turned around and lay beside me. We cuddled for a while.
"Time to put ourselves back together?" Mom asked eventually. It wasn't a euphemism.
"Nah, Mom. Stay naked. Sit on the couch and wait for me." I got up and handed her a throw. She was curious, but when I began dressing, her eyes narrowed. "No questions, Mom. I've got this." She shrugged and wrapped the throw around her sensitive bits. After a hard day of work, home was her playground. I was her newest toy, and she was mine, and neither were in a hurry to tackle house chores.
"Hey, Nell, you got a few minutes?" I knocked.
"Think you can last that long?" To be honest, she had seen me cum in under two, from our mother's passionate, oral assault on my dick.
"I'm gonna fuck Mom, and she wants you to watch."
She scoffed. "Like you can go three times in under an hour."
I had been expecting a worse insult. "Ten bucks says I can."
The door opened, surprising me. Nell brushed past without eye contact. She went to the end of the hall and asked Mom, "How long were you two lying around after the idiot creamed your ass before I arrived?"
"Like I keep track of shit like that. Maybe fifteen minutes."
Nell pulled out her phone. "I'll bet the ten bucks." Her eyes rolled upwards, calculating, math not her favorite subject, but she was good at it. "You got twenty three minutes to nut in Mom again."
"Heh, I thought you were in the running."
"Not for a bet. And my butt is still sore. My plan was to mount your ass, with a harness and dildo and make you my bitch."
Ten bucks wasn't much of a bet, but its value was multiplied by my sister's compulsion to win, especially against me. She wasn't helping her chances, though, by describing her fantasies. The soft mass in my trousers pulsed from thinking about her doing me. It was my turn to brush past her, out of the hall and return to the living room.
I sat next to my mother who looked skeptical of both her posturing children. I put an arm around her. My other arm's hand pulled slowly at the throw around her chest and legs. "You aren't going to need this, Mom." She inhaled sharply.
When Mom's large, partially sagging tits appeared, my tugging hand released the throw and teased the soft nipples with light pinches. "You're gonna get hot for me, aren't you?"
"Yes, My Son."
"Tell me why, when you have a perfectly good husband to pinch your nipples?" Good? Dad was a far better human being than I!
"He's not here, and I'm horny." Mom was in full flirt mode.
"You're horny for your son? You must be really sick to break that big of a taboo? - Or, you're that much of a slut."
Mom's voice quieted. "If you didn't have such a big cock..."
"That's the only reason?" I challenged.
"No."
"Say it, Mom. Tell your slut daughter."
Mother looked up at Nell. "At first I was just playing around, stoking Craig's domination fantasies, but today I really felt it, Nelda.
For me, submitting to your brother is as great a turn on as his dick is big."
I slid my free hand under the throw and tickled my mother's puffy vulva. "Mom's as wet as it gets, Nell." My cock was stiffening inside my trousers. I had guessed that the reason Mom wanted her strong willed daughter to watch, was because she knew it would shame her to admit she desired to be sexually submissive. She wanted that shame. Nell stood calmly, comprehending but unable to find an appropriate reaction. Now wasn't the time to lord her true dominant nature over her mother. That would just make Mom meeker and me hotter. I mean, ten fucking dollars were on the line.
Our mother would always be a strong woman. If I didn't treat her right, she'd bop me on the head like Foo Foo Rabbit and be done with me. I pushed three fingers inside the slick crevice. "You want me to make you cum, Mom?"
"Yes."
"Like this?" I was slowly fingering her slit from the inside and the entrance to her cunt. My thumb pressed on her clit.
"No, My Son."
"Tell me what you want, Mom. Tell your aloof daughter."
"Hey-" Sis tried to interrupt.
"Shut it, Nelda." Mom demanded. "I want my son's cock - inside me."
"But it just fucked your slut ass, Mom. You're still carrying my first load of spunk. Maybe that's all you deserve."
"Oh I deserve it, My Son. You would have none to give, if it weren't for me."
"I can't imagine a nicer way to call me a mother fucker." I pulled my fingers out of her pussy but pressed my thumb harder.
She twitched and yipped! "Hey! That wasn't-" Mom sucked in a breath to interrupt herself. "...expected."
"I love fucking your mommy slut cunt, but there's a problem. I nutted twice already. Why should I fuck when I might not cum?"
"I'll make you cum." She promised.
I scoffed lightly. "Can you even get me hard?"
"I can- I mean, I will. Please let me, My Son."
Gods! Mom's sweet helpless voice was doing half the job already! I bet Nell's teeth were chattering, sensing the heat growing between mother and brother.
"Okay." I brushed the throw off her hardy thighs and thatch of pubes. Leaning back in the couch, I lifted my arms and crossed them behind my neck. "Show me." I had to fight my eyes against devouring my mother's sexy figure, to give the appearance of confidence.
Mother stared at my trouser fly. "I know why you dressed." She purred.
I hoped that Nell was contemplating the fact. She knew I didn't need to put on clothes just to knock at her door and invite her to watch me take our mother. My eyes betrayed my cool exterior and glanced briefly at my sister. She looked skeptical, but she had more experience than I at masking her true emotions.
Mother crawled on all fours closer to me, the carpet creating an erotic friction against her skin as I watched from my plush throne. It was a pleasure to witness her eagerly obedient and submissive.
She unsnapped my fly and grabbed the zipper tab with a playful glint in her eye. "How does this feel?" Mom pressed the tab into my soft penis and ultra-slowly unzipped it, as if she was unzipping my cock. The act of being disrobed by a submissive woman was inspired foreplay.
Too soft to twitch from the aggressive sensation, blood flowed into my dick at about the same rate as the zipper opened. Only the dark blue of my boxers prevented my engorging penis from flopping rudely out.
I pulled one hand from behind my neck and combed its fingers through her mussed hair. Gripping the roots, I shook her head slightly. "That's good, Mom." She gave a shudder, but it might have been an act for her daughter. My grip wasn't anything close to the amount of control she would accept. I tipped her head back and admired her face's every curve, crevice and muscle rippling underneath velvety smooth skin like a sculpture carved out of marble or glass, yet not so fragile but yielding. I released her hair and smiled appreciatively.
Mom reached upwards, hands gliding over my shirt until her fingers slipped under the wrinkled collar. She undid buttons, parted fabric, and uncovered light haired flesh. Each motion sparked static like tiny lightning illuminating pearly buttons.
Every inch revealed, although seen by her a dozen times, put heat in our faces and desire for skin-to-skin contact. She ran her palms down under the flaps of my open shirt, molding her fingers to the ridges and bulges of bone, muscle and the results of a few too many tacos.
Mom slipped both hands into my armpits and tugged the few hairs there. I shuddered for real, then she pulled shirt and sleeves over my shoulders and down my arms. Retreating to my loins, after doffing my top, her teeth sank teasingly into the now noticeable bulge in my boxers, her tongue tasting its musk through fabric.
Finally, when only that barrier remained between us - her deft fingers worked diligently at loosening its grip around my waist until it could no longer contain what lay within. As the fabric slid down my thighs, revealing myself fully before her smoking eyes; gasps of anticipation hissed softly around the room, a trio of voices, but I was too engrossed by my mother's obedient efforts to pay big sis any mind.
Without hesitation, Mom reached out and gripped me – stroking lightly at first then increasing pressure gradually until I couldn't help but groan from her manipulations.
My breath hitched every time the fingers circling my growing shaft struck its base. They traced veins pulsing along length of semi-hard flesh; each sensation amplified by naked proximity between us.
I stilled Mom's hand with mine. "Taste me."
She did as she was told without hesitation; her mouth open, tongue slurping up the sprouting tree from balls to head. The tiny sound formed a minor symphony in the room with deep breaths growing faster and hearts drumming behind breast bones.
"I want you, Mother. But I'm not hard enough."
"Patience, My Son."
My hand moved to her licking face. I caressed her face. "Close your eyes. Nell's glass is running through its sand. I'm going to take pleasure from another thing." Slap!
She had closed her eyes, but she flinched when my hand struck her cheek.
"Suck it, at least half." Slap!
Mother winced, pulled in her tongue, and widened her jaws.
My hand waited for one brief but strong heartbeat, in which she engulfed the top of my prick and jammed her head down. It felt sexier that the first time!
"Fuck it with your face, Mom." Slap!
"Mnnnghhll." She gurgled, not quite gagging on my stiffening cock. Her head moved, but I kept slapping her cheeks.
She winced convincingly.
"Craig-" Nell warned. I wondered what about, that I was striking our mother, or maybe because I was taking obvious delight in doing so.
Slap! "I could cum in your mouth again. This face pussy of yours is getting me fucking hot!"
"NNnnnnn." She complained without slowing her bobbing head.
"But I like slapping it, so much." I gloated. Slap!
"Ngll mnnnph ggllg."
I cupped my reddened palm around my ear. "What, you'll let me slap your cunt, if I'll fuck it?"
Mom paused then. She and I held our breaths, just in time to hear Nell gasp warmly.
Our mother started nodding, a sensation as enjoyable as bobbing, while she sucked my nearly full pecker.
"I'll probably slap it harder." Is was I said, but I didn't want to leave bruises that Dad might see." I caressed her face again.
She continued to nod, but the promise of greater force made her suck me twice as hard. It wasn't the force that aroused her. It was my threat. Mom didn't have her daughter's gift to take a whipping.
"Get your throw, Mom. Spread it on the couch. We're going to make a fucking mess."
I think she wanted to suck me until I was rock hard, but my cock was hard enough and only getting harder as she obeyed, pulling her head off of my jutting shaft and grabbing the throw. I stood up and grinned at Nell.
She grinned back and held up her phone. Less than three minutes remained on the timer. Twenty minutes of foreplay had done its magic, though.
CRACK! I slapped Mom's ass. "That's enough. On your back, Slut, and spread'em!"
Her butt quivered from the palm print as she spun around and plopped down. I dove between her open thighs and cracked a hand against her furry vulva. "WHACK!"
"Ooh!!" She groaned, not unhappily.
SLAP, CRACK, CRACK! I counted ten seconds and an equal number of spanks before I grabbed my very hard cock and fit the head to her reddened, weeping slit!
"I want you." My prick head ignored the kiss of Mother's cunt lips, burrowing to find the entrance within. It had been days since I last rutted in her twat. I let go of my dick and cupped her ass cheeks with both hands. Cock steadied by firm, hairy lips, I lifted her hips and indirectly aimed myself at her inner hole. It was easy due to how slick she was. I surged the fat length of my prick into Mother's sucking cunt. That's how it felt, like she was drawing me inside, vagina gasping around my hard shaft.
"I can feel your taboo swamp of excitement." I kept pushing thick inches into her twat, until the head of my prick burrowed up to her cervix. She grunted from the impact.
Abruptly her body quaked uncontrollably! Mom cried out from an unexpected orgasm, but I had no time to praise her lusty response. I pulled back and this time speared her dripping cunt!
"Gods! It's so BIG!"
My cock head whacked her cervix, which made Mom cry out louder than when I had spanked her hot pussy! And yet, I had two inches remaining to pound through her tickling bush. "Keep cumming, Mom, because this is going to hurt!"
It wasn't just her who shouted in pain when I thrust my final two, meaty inches into her cunt. My hard dick threatened to break from the impact! I yelped! It hurt just enough to feel Mom's pain and join her suffering. Then I was fucking powerful, hurtful strokes, every inch slamming inside her. I wanted the pain! It was the kind that gets my balls churning, filling my epididymis.
"AAAaa!" She yelled. I couldn't tell if Mom was shouting with pain or pleasure or both.
Nell exclaimed, "Craig, you're doing it too hard! Mom's crying!"
"She's jealous, My Son! This cunt takes whatever you give it."
With my mother's permission, I fucked her like a wild stallion driven mad by the pain in my groin each time I slammed myself deep into juicy flesh.
Any second, I feared I would tear her insides, but I was too driven by lust to slow down.
"Please! Please" Mom begged. Perhaps because of the pain, or to urge me to fuck her gripping, fluid cunt harder - I didn't know.
"Take it, you sturdy, construction site bitch!" I growled as seed boiled into my loins, preparing to shoot. I jerked my hips forward and began rotating them. My fat prick stirred her twat like a cauldron stick the size of the cauldron. Stiff cock rubbed her everywhere inside. It was merciless in its search for new nerves to stimulate.
Made to sink into and rebound from the couch's thick cushions, Mother moaned openly. "Don't look, Nelda. I never should have asked-"
"It's too late, Mom. Craig is making you a right bitch. That's what you wanted me to see. Tell him to stop if you can't take it. You know he'll stop."
"I can't, Baby! It hurts too good! But look away!" Which could only be interpreted as, "Look at your mother be humiliated sexually by your brother!"
To my surprise, when I spared a glance at my concerned sister, she was looking away, but her hands dithered in front of her waist.
"So you're feeling humiliated?" I sneered and committed to talking nasty. "Where's my strong hearted, bad mother and worse wife?
"I think you'd do anything, no matter how gross, for this cock in your adulterous cunt! Jump through any hoop - obey any command. I could tie you up and whip you like your cunt daughter, and you'd beg me to fuck you like this, powerful and fierce." I socked it to her as hard as I could, pile-driving my mother's bouncing groin. I hammered cock into her soft, yielding cunt, each stroke pulling out until only the broad arrowhead of my prick remained inside her battered vulva.
Mother's body suddenly shivered against my deep thrusts. Then her body was flailing, thrashing beneath me. "AAAAUUUUGGGGHHH!!!!" She roared!
"COME ON MY BIG COCK, MOMMY!" I almost laughed the silly words which seemed perfectly appropriate then. Her convulsions and outcry goaded me to the edge.
Then, with a mad shove of my hips, I plowed all the way up her well-greased pussy. The prick dragged and stretched her tight cunt. When I was buried balls deep in Mom's hot twat, my groin did a funny little jump, cock head smashing her cervix. My thick shaft lurched and shuddered within her tightly packed confines, just before it erupted.
Mom's ass lurched beneath me, and she roared again! "MYIIIEE SOOONNNNN!"
The muscles constricting my epididymis spewed out its pressurized, hot seed into my mother's already crammed cunt. It either shot directly through her cervix and into her womb or flushed out around the seal of her stretched cunt lips. I groaned and wailed from a record orgasm. Had it been less than three minutes? I didn't give a rat's ass. My body shuddered with each spurt of hot spunk filling my mother's belly.
"Here's your third child, Mother." I quipped. She groaned abruptly, and her body convulsed at the thought. I fell upon her. Our arms and legs entwined as we lay cheek to cheek, breathing deep and fast near each other's ears.