THE NEW YEAR'S CHALLENGE

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 1 ]

Jason and I have been best friends for as long as I remember. We live right next door to each other and are two days apart in age. We do everything together and compete at everything. Though we’re always on the same Little League team and soccer team, we keep the competition going by keeping track of our hits, runs, and goals. Some games he’s ahead and some games I’m ahead, but the challenge keeps us getting better and better.

It didn’t seem odd to me at all that the competition and teamwork worked right into our interest in girls. When we were 12, we both nailed Cindy. She was 12, too, and became an easy lay for anybody. Like everything else, we shared her and kept track of our stats. The important one there was who could cum the fastest. We were so horny, that the time was measured in seconds. So, then we started keeping track of who could hold out the longest. That was much more satisfying.

By the time we were 14, we were challenging each other to who could nail the next girl first. We’d pick a girl at random and the race would be on. It was fun and had its own reward in the end. Very rarely did both of us fail to score and usually we both fucked our chosen prize before we moved on to the next girl. It was New Year’s Day when Jason said he had a special challenge. “You know how people have a New Year’s resolution? We’ll have a New Year’s challenge.” He called it the ultimate challenge. “Your sister,” he said.

“What?” I replied. “No way am I even trying that one.”

“Not your sister, I mean, me and your sister, and you and my sister. Who can nail the other’s sister first.”

Our sisters were both 12, a couple of months apart, but their friendship had waned over the past two years. We’d all been buddies at a younger age, playing board games and video games together. But, Nancy, his sister, had stopped hanging out with us and then my sister, Annie, had done the same. “You’re nuts,” I said to Jason, but started thinking about the idea. Both our sisters were cute, though I’d never thought of them that way. Now that he mentioned it, I realized that both our sisters were starting to fill out.

“I’m not nuts,” said Jason. “Nancy likes you. It’ll be a snap for you.”

“You are nuts,” I said. “You want me to screw your sister?”

“Fair’s fair,” he said. “We’re even if I screw Annie and you do Nancy.”

“But…” I stammered, trying to think of more arguments.

“We’ve done 12-year-olds before,” he said. “Why would sisters be any different? I’m not asking you to do your own sister.”

“You got the hots for Annie?”

“She’s cute,” he admitted. “Yeah, I guess so.”

“She can’t stand you,” I said. It was true. When he came around, she insulted him and would sooner punch him than be nice to him. I reminded him of that.

“Aw, she’s just like that because she likes me. That’s how girls act when they like a guy.”

“Yeah, right,” I said skeptically. “Let’s pick another girl. Not sisters.”

So, we played the challenge game a couple more times with other girls. But, as January passed along, I started noticing Nancy. She was really pretty and now that Jason had mentioned her, I noticed she was sexy, too. She flirted with me, I think, doing things like hanging around us and looking at me, always looking away if I looked back. Sometimes she’d compliment me on things I know she really didn’t care about, like how well I’d played in our last soccer game.

One day, I walked her home from school, which meant I had to go out of my way to see her. She’s still in middle school and I’m a freshman in high school. I had to run over to the middle school to catch her as she was leaving. I maneuvered her away from her friends and carried her books for her. I started out talking about old times – tricks we’d played on each other and things like that. She wasn’t her usual outgoing self, but seemed reserved and shy, as if suddenly we weren’t old friends, but boy and girl awkwardly getting to know each other.

So, I made my move, smoothly changing the subject, “Yeah, we don’t get to do those things that much any more. I kind of miss fooling around with you. I mean, gosh, Nancy, you’re so pretty and fun to be around… I’d like to spend more time with you.”

“Really, Scott?” she said as she blushed. “That would be cool.” She put her hand on my forearm, letting it rest lightly there. “I’ve always liked hanging out with you, too.”

We cut through the park and I stopped by a table to set her books down. Then, I fished a ring out of my pocket. It wasn’t much, but I couldn’t afford much on my allowance. It was the thought that counted and she didn’t care if it was just a piece of baling wire and a rock. She acted like I’d just offered her a diamond ring, even giving me a quick peck on the cheek. It was my turn to blush. I hadn’t expected that much of a reaction from her and there were other people around. But, at the same time, I felt my cock stir in my pants as I looked into her smiling face and then down her slender body. Her blouse showed signs of her growing tits and her tight jeans hugged her hips and ass. I glanced around to make sure nobody I knew was in sight and then hugged her. Not that I was ashamed to hug her, but I was fudging on the challenge from Jason and didn’t want that to get back to him.

As we left the park, I gave her another kiss, this time on the lips. It was still a chaste kiss, but she blushed and giggled as I did it. I don’t think she could believe that me, an older boy, was showing this much interest in her.

Later I met up with Jason and said, “You remember the sister challenge? I changed my mind. I thought about it and decided that Nancy would be fun. And, you can try Annie.” I held out my hand, “Is it a challenge, then?”

He took my hand and we shook on it, as always. But, he kept his grip on my hand and said, “It’s a challenge, but no hard feelings to the loser. I mean, if I score and you don’t, we’re still buddies, right?”

“And if I score and you don’t, we’re still buddies, right?”

“Right,” we both said in unison.

“And, no tipping off your sister, either. You can’t tell her to stay away from me.”

“Of course,” I agreed. “No interference.” Despite the belated start, I had the New Year’s challenge in the bag. I was already halfway there and he didn’t even know it.

So, we started in on the ultimate challenge. I wasn’t in a rush. I was pretty damn sure that my sister was not the least bit interested in boys or sex or anything of the sort. But, Nancy was very interested. While I was putting the moves on her, Jason kept dropping by my house. I had to laugh, though, because half the time he went over, my sister wasn’t even there. When I did see them together, it was like watching a matador and a bull as they warily circled each other, waiting for something to prod them into action.

On the third day that I walked Nancy home, I led her to the side of the park behind some bushes and gave her a real kiss. She responded, opening her mouth and meeting my tongue with hers. It seemed to me that she was prepared for that step. I held her tight as we kissed for several minutes. My hands roamed over her back, caressing her through her blouse. When I shift my hand to lightly graze the side of her breast, she didn’t pull away. Emboldened by that, I cupped her small breast as I kissed her. She pulled her head back to look into my eyes as if trying to figure out if it was OK for me to be doing that. Then, she leaned back in and kissed me again.

When she pulled away and we started walking again, she was silent for a while. As we neared our houses, she said, “Meet me behind my garage at 8 tonight.”

I nodded, trying to contain my excitement. A clandestine tryst in the dark sounded like she was ready for even more. I said goodbye to her, not wanting to kiss her in sight of her house lest her mother might object.

That evening I met her at the designated place and we immediately started kissing. My hand went quickly to her tits and I felt her up through her T-shirt. It was obvious that she was braless and I had a handful of her soft, pliable breast with only a thin layer of cloth between us. She moaned with pleasure, and then took my hand away, leading it up under her shirt and to her bare breast. I briefly felt sorry for Jason before taking advantage of my success. His sister was hot and ready and mine was at the library studying.

I broke from the kiss and peeled my T-shirt over my head, an invitation for her to do the same. She hesitated, but took the hint. In seconds I was looking at her 12-year-old tits in the twilight. I put my hands on them, caressing them gently as I kissed her again. “You are so beautiful,” I said to her, meaning it completely. She was like an angel with her blonde hair cascading down over her shoulders and her smooth white skin dimly visible. “Your tits are so perfect.”

“Thank you,” she whispered. “I was so nervous that you would think they are too small.”

“Oh no,” I assured her. “They’re perfect.” I lowered my head to take her right nipple in my mouth.

“Ooo,” she said and she jumped a little at the touch of my lips. Then she relaxed and let me suck and lick on her nipples, alternating from side to side. Then, it was clear that she’d reached her limit. “I have to go,” she said, pushing me away and gathering up her shirt. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I was disappointed, which seemed strange to me. I’d gotten farther than I’d expected, so I had nothing to be disappointed about. But, I did have a raging hard on that was demanding more than she was giving. Still, I smiled and said, “Yeah, before somebody misses you.” I gave her a quick kiss and ran to my house and into my room where I consoled my hard cock with my hand.

That went on for three more evenings, the same thing with an abrupt end when I was getting hot. But, on Friday night, she said to knock on her back door. When I did, she led me inside. “My parents are at dinner. Jason is out with a girl.” She kissed me quickly and then led me to the couch.

Yeah, I was thinking, Jason is trying to be out with my sister tonight, but I don’t think he’s getting very far. Still, it was part of the rules that he had to give me space. So, he was out, and I didn’t care what he was doing. We snuggled up on the couch and she was topless in seconds. We started the same routine and after ten minutes, we were still at it. I was getting hot and she seemed ready for the next step. So, I led her hand to my thigh and let it rest there for a few seconds, wondering if she had the nerve to move up. When she didn’t, I led her hand up to rest on the lump in my pants. This time she took the hint and squeezed the bulge, and then ran her hand over the length of my cock.

She kept kissing me as she felt my cock and I rested my hand on her bare thigh, just below the hem of her skirt. There was no objection, so I slid my hand under her skirt, slowly moving up until I was cupping her mound. That’s when she pulled back and looked down at our crotches. “Come on,” she said as she jumped up. Taking my hand, she ran down the hall to her bedroom. It was less than a week and I was about to score.

I’d always found that the girl responded better if I was willing to get naked first. Nothing turned a young girl off like stripping her while I kept my clothes on. She would be nervous enough without feeling like she was the only one getting naked. So, I pulled off my pants and let her see the tent in my underwear. “Oh, God, Scott,” she whispered huskily. “Do you really want to?”

“If you do,” I said. I knew that she did and didn’t want to push her. I was rewarded by the sight of her shedding her skirt. In just a pair of light pink panties, she looked wonderful. “Holy cow, Nancy, you’re so sexy. Yes, I really do want to do it with you.”

I pulled off my underwear and pulled her into a deep kiss again. My hands roamed over her upper body and she didn’t seem to know what to do with her hands. So, I stepped back and said, “Touch it, Nancy. Hold it. It’s all yours tonight.”

She wrapped a hand around my cock, holding it gently. Instinctively her hand started stroking the length of my cock. She wasn’t helping me keep my cool, so I reached for her panties and pulled them down. I knelt down to help her step out of them and was face to cunt with her nearly bald pussy. She had a wisp of curly blonde hair on her soft, bulging pussy lips.

I laid Nancy back on the bed and fingered her pussy. She was already wet with anticipation. Not wanting to wait any longer, I put my cock at the entrance to her pussy and slid it an inch in. “Mmm,” she said. “I can’t believe we’re really going to do it.”

I pushed another inch in and felt her virginity stop me from going any deeper. “Oh, God, Scott,” she moaned. “It’s gonna hurt, isn’t it? I heard it hurts the first time.”

“Yeah,” I said. “I think it does, but it feels better right away.” I knew it would. I’d done enough virgins to know.

“Just do it,” she said. “Break my cherry, Scott.” She gritted her teeth like I was about to whip her. I pushed in deep and she sighed, “Ooo, that was it?”

Yeah, that was it, I was in, and I was a winner. She was everything that I’d said she was – beautiful, sexy, and fun to be with. I started to stroke in and out carefully, knowing that she would be sore, but she sped up the pace, thrusting her hips up to meet me faster than I was stroking down into her. Damn, I thought, she’s beautiful, sexy, fun to be with, and a nympho. I was in heaven. Her little body heaved under mine in an orgasm before I was even feeling close. A second one seemed to ripple through her body as I shot my load deep inside her. I kept stroking though my cock was gradually softening and I swear she had a third orgasm.

As we lay in each other’s arms afterwards, my thoughts turned to a new challenge. I couldn’t let her ever learn that she’d been the subject of a challenge between her brother and me. I didn’t want to hurt her feelings. Damn, I thought to myself, I’m in lust because she was such a great fuck, but I didn’t want to think that’s all she was. Well, I’d have to do her a few more times so she wouldn’t suspect this was a one-time challenge.

We kept meeting when we could, but it was another week before we could be alone again in her house. It was another Friday night and she surprised me that night with a desire to experiment further. She tongued my cock and sucked as much of it into her mouth as she could. When I came, she made sure I shot on her chest. She even dipped a finger into it and tasted it. “Oh, boy,” she said. “I didn’t believe it when I heard it tasted good. It looks so gross.” She dipped her finger again, taking a bigger glob and putting it in her mouth.

We kept at it for a month before I decided I had to tell Jason that he’d lost the challenge a long time ago. I did it when he came over to my house one afternoon. My sister was out with some friends and my Mom was out shopping, so we had the house to ourselves. I didn’t waste any time beating around the bush, “Remember the New Year’s challenge? No hard feelings, remember?” I said. “Nancy and I have been screwing for a month now. I haven’t even seen you near my sister.”

“Yeah,” he said. “I figured you’d nailed her a while ago. She’s been so happy and all. She talks about you all the time. Just a second…” he said and pulled out his cell phone. He dialed quickly and said, “The coast is clear.” Then, he hung up.

“What was that?”

“Oh, I just had to report in. Almost forgot about it. Anyway, you were saying that you’ve been screwing Nancy. Is she any good?”

“Jason, cool it,” I said. “She’s not like the others. I mean, we live right next door and we’ve all been friends for a long time. You can’t say a word to her about the challenge.”

“That’s cool. She’ll be pissed if she ever finds out.”

“Yeah, so she can’t, got it?”

“OK, OK,” he said. “I’ll never tell. Hell, she’s my sister, so I don’t want to hurt her. And, you’re my best friend, so I’ll back off.”

We sat there with the TV going, not saying much. But, every once in a while he’d shake his head and say, “My sister!”

I heard my Mom’s car pull up and said, “Just be cool now. My Mom’s home, so don’t be acting weird.”

He just smiled at me.

When the front door opened and my Mom walked in, she had a smile on her face. The smile faded when she saw us. Actually, it seemed to me her smile faded when she saw me, but that didn’t make sense. “Oh, hi, Jason, Scott. What are you two up to?” She walked over and stopped in front of us.

“Strip, Mary Ann,” said Jason.

“Holy shit!” I said. I couldn’t believe he’d said something like that to my Mom. I expected her to smack him. But, she looked sharply at me. I realized I wasn’t supposed to be using that kind of language and clapped my hand over my mouth.

Mom looked back at Jason and stared at him. He stared back at her. She blushed suddenly and threw a nervous glance at me. Then, she looked back at Jason. The tension was killing me. I was waiting for her to explode, when she reached for the hem of her tank top and pulled it up over her head. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. She didn’t look at me as she reached behind her back and undid her bra. She dropped her bra on the floor, standing in front of Jason topless. She had nice tits about the size of grapefruit and small nipples. She was doing just what Jason had told her to do! I knew I was about to see my mother completely naked. Despite the fact that she was my mother, I felt a twinge in my groin. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

She unzipped her shorts and slid them down her legs, stopping to kick off her sandals before stepping out of her shorts. She still wouldn’t look at me as she fingered the waistband of her panties, the only article of clothing she was still wearing. As she did, I had no doubt in my mind that she would be nude in seconds. I watched in amazement and perverted anticipation as she pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. She stood in front of Jason naked, waiting for his next command.

Jason looked at me and grinned. “I thought your Mom was a challenge,” he said. He looked back at my Mom. “And she was ready for it, weren’t you, Mary Ann?”

She blushed again, her body turning red from her tits up. “Yes,” she said.

“Go get your toys,” he said to her.

She cast another glance at me, her body still pink with embarrassment. We both watched her walk out of the room, me getting my first glance at my mother’s tight ass. She was a beautiful and sexy woman, but not that I ever would have noticed before this moment. When she was gone, I said, “Holy shit, Jason. My mother! What are you doing?”

“Still buddies, remember?” he said. “I’m screwing your mother is what I’m doing. She’s loving it so much that she’ll do anything I want just to keep me happy.”

“She’s… she’s…”

“Your mother, I know. She’s old enough to be my mother.” He laughed at his own joke. “But, she’s so goddamn sexy and damn, the thought of doing a woman with experience was just too much to pass up.” She came back into the room with a plastic shopping bag weighted down with stuff. She handed the bag to Jason and he cocked a finger at her. She bent close and he kissed her deeply. It looked so odd to see my Mom nude and kissing Jason like that. I was absolutely transfixed with a perverted desire to see just how far she would go with his game.

Jason reached into the bag of goodies and pulled out a 16-inch long double ended dildo. Each end was realistically shaped like a circumcised cock. In the middle of the dildo was a ring about 2-inches in diameter. My young mind tried to imagine why it was double-ended. I could understand that a woman could screw herself with a fake cock, but why the other end?

My friend handed the fake cock to my Mom and said, “Show me what I like.”

Mom cast a nervous glance at me again, took the cock, and said, “Please, Jason, not with Scott here. Don’t make me do this.”

Jason looked surprised that Mom would respond that way, though it seemed so appropriate to me. Hell, she didn’t want to be naked in front of me, let alone do whatever Jason wanted her to do with the dildo. Mom lowered her eyes and looked like she was expecting to get slapped. But, Jason put his hand under her chin and gently lifted her face up until they were looking in each other’s eyes. Unflinching, he said, “Mary Ann, I’m 14-years-old. You’re an adult. I can’t make you do anything. You don’t have to do this ever again.” His voice turned hard as he said, “Not… ever… again.”

The words made Mom react like she had been slapped. She looked at me again and then put the cock to her lips. I watched in disbelief as she ran her tongue sensuously around the tip of the plastic cock. She stared directly at me as she did that. Then, she glanced down to my crotch where my hard on was clearly visible, pressing against my pants. “Surprised?” she asked me. “Never thought of Mommy like this before, did you?”

I could only shake my head no. I didn’t trust my voice.

She turned her gaze back to Jason and slipped the cock between her lips, pushing it deeper and deeper until the plastic ring in the middle was pressed against her lips. My eyes were bugging out at the sight of her taking the whole 8-inches down her throat. Her hands were wrapped around the other end of it and she pulled it back out. Halfway out, she stopped and pushed it deep again.

Mom started stroking the cock in and out of her mouth, deep throating it on each stroke. There was a distinct rumbling sound from deep in her throat as she thoroughly enjoyed herself. After about 20 strokes, she stopped, pulled the dildo all the way out for the first time, and said, “Don’t you wish this was your cock, Jason?”

“Don’t you wish it was my cock,” he replied.

“Goddamn it, Jason,” she said, again with that nervous glance at me. She blushed all over again. The cock was poised right at her lips, her tongue unconsciously running around the tip. She slipped two inches into her mouth and back out. “Yes, Jason. Yes, I wish it was your cock.”

“That wasn’t so hard, was it, Mary Ann?”

“No, but…”

“But, you didn’t want Scott to know that Mommy is a cocksucker?”

“Yes, Jason, I mean, no, I didn’t want him to see me like this, know about us, or any of this.”

“Give me the cock,” he said. When she handed it back to him, Jason put the cock back to her lips, amusing himself by watching my Mom lick the tip of it. He pushed it at her and let several inches slide into her mouth and pulled it out again. She responded like she was well trained, or at least like they’d done this several times before. As he waved it slowly around, she chased it with her mouth, always keeping her tongue on the cock and taking it in her mouth when he let her. Then he simply slid it all the way in and let go.

Mom looked like she had a giant pacifier in her mouth with the plastic ring pressed up against her lips. She sucked on it, but didn’t touch the protruding end with her hands. It was obvious that she couldn’t breathe with the cock that deep, but she didn’t move to take it out. About a minute later, Jason pulled the cock from her mouth and she took a deep breath.

He tossed the cock on the couch and reached into the bag again. This time he pulled out a pair of elbow pads and handed them to Mom. She pulled them up to her elbows. Jason also had a 6-inch chain in his hands. He made Mom turn around and cross her arms behind her back. He connected the chain to rings sewn into her elbow pads, trapping her arms behind her. He topped it off with a Velcro strap around her forearms. When he turned her back around to admire her front side, I saw how helpless she was now.

Jason stood up next to my Mom, ran his hand up her back to the nape of her neck, and roughly grabbed a handful of hair. He walked her over in front of me, using her hair as a handle. “What do you think, Scott?” he asked. “Is your Mom hot or what?”

I found my voice again, “I thought we were doing sisters.” But my eyes were drinking in my Mom’s body. Her tits were thrust right out at me. Standing with her legs slightly spread, I could see the slit between her legs. It was like she was daring me to stare at her. I accepted the dare.

“I told you. I found your Mom more of a challenge. And, when I found out that she’d do anything for a good fucking, I took advantage of that.” Keeping one hand in her hair, he ran the other hand up her front, cupping a tit. “I’ve been doing her for six months now. Tell him about it, Mary Ann.”

“Sc… Scott, I needed loving, you know, since your dad died. Your dad understood. Now Jason understands. Jason makes me happy and I… I can’t help myself.”

“So, answer my question, Scott,” said Jason. “Is your Mom hot?”

I couldn’t ignore my pounding cock. Her body was beautiful. She was sexy. And, the show she’d put on with the fake cock was incredible. Yes, I was astonished that my Mom could possibly be a sex object, and such a desirable one at that. I put aside my astonishment and just looked at her as a woman. “Yeah,” I agreed. “She is really, really hot.”

Mom’s tits were pushing out and her cunt was on display. She blushed as she heard me say she was hot, but she knew it was true. “So, you think Mommy is hot?” she asked me. “You like staring at your Mommy naked and tied and helpless. You’re probably going to see a lot more than this today. Mommy likes to be naughty.” Her voice dropped suddenly, getting hoarse. “Look all you want, Scott. Mommy can’t stop you.”

Hell, I did like looking at her naked and tied and helpless. With her arms trapped behind her, there was nothing she could do to hide herself. Whether she wanted to or not, she was putting on a hell of a show for me. Part of me wanted to reach out and grab her tits, but I kept thinking that she was my Mom and I shouldn’t. Not that there was anything she could do to stop me and it didn’t seem like she would say anything if I did. But, I waited to see what Jason had planned for her.

Jason walked her around behind the sofa and pushed her forward so she was leaning across the back of the sofa. He positioned her so her ass was up in the air and pulled a leather riding crop from the bag.

Mom said, “Not that again, Jason. Please, just fuck me.”

Jason stopped with the crop poised to strike. “You see, Scott, your Mom would be perfectly happy just fucking all the time.” Whoosh, smack. Mom jumped and squealed. “No foreplay at all, because she’s just so fucking hot all the time.” Whoosh, smack. “But, I like a little bit of foreplay. Like this.” Whoosh, smack. “And your Mom, well, she doesn’t like it, but if she wants a fucking…” whoosh, smack, “she’s gonna do whatever I want. Wiggle your ass, Mary Ann,” he commanded.

Leaning across the back of the couch, Mom wiggled her tight ass. It looked every bit like she was asking for another spanking.

“Check it out,” he continued. “She stripped with you watching and she’s even gonna let me fuck her while you watch. She can’t help herself.” Whoosh, smack. Mom was not only jumping with each swat, but now she started wriggling her ass around. It was striped with red marks and she was moaning softly. “What you want, Mary Ann?”

“Goddamn it, Jason. Just fuck me. Please. My ass is sore. Just fuck me.”

“Can Scott watch his Mommy get fucked?”

“Yes, dammit,” she said. “If that’s what you want. If that’s what it’s gonna take, then let him watch.”

“Can Scott fuck his Mommy?” There was silence. “If that’s what I want?” he added.

“Jason, it’s not right,” she said. She looked at me, as if asking me to put an end to this. I couldn’t do that. I was incredibly turned on. I couldn’t believe how I felt, but I did want to fuck her. I was also about ready to take the crop from Jason and smack her a few times myself. It was a whole new world and it excited me.

“If that’s what I want?” He repeated. Whoosh, smack.

Several seconds of silence followed as Mom fought with herself. Finally, she whispered, “Yes, Jason. If that’s what you want.”

“Did you want to blow him or fuck him?”

Defeated, she answered, “Blow him.”

“That’s nice,” said Jason as he looked at his watch. “We’ve got time for that.” He turned to me. “Pull down your pants, buddy. Mommy’s gonna blow you.”

Shit, I knew it was wrong, but that made it all the more exciting. I pulled down my pants and underwear, my throbbing cock pointing at the ceiling. Jason pulled Mom down to her knees and made her knee walk over to me. He let go of her hair and said, “Suck him, Mary Ann. Show him what a cock slave slut you are. Suck off your own son.”

Mom looked up at me. “Mommy’s gonna suck cock,” she said. “Bet you didn’t think this was going to happen today. Gonna make my boy happy. Mommy’s a naughty girl who likes to suck cock.” Mom put her lips to the tip of my cock and repeated just what she’d done to the plastic cock. Her lips ran around the tip, tasting the precum that waited for her there. Then, she took the whole thing slowly into her mouth until her nose was pressed against my belly. With her hands behind her, Mom could only touch me with her mouth. I watched her lips spread around my cock and her cheeks puff in and out as she sucked my cock.

“Holy shit, Mom,” I said. “You’re great. You’re a great…cocksucker. This is great.” I took her head in my hands to control the rhythm and picked up the pace. “I can’t believe my Mom is sucking my cock.” But, it was true and I had never had a blowjob like this before. The bondage made it more erotic, like I was raping my Mom’s mouth. Her breasts bounced as she moved forward and back. Standing over her as she knelt gave me a complete view of her body and gave me a feeling of superiority that only added to the stimulation.

“Suck it, Mom,” I said, turned on by my own words. “Suck me off, Mommy. Take it all, Mommy. Blow me, Mommy. Oh, Mommy, your mouth feels so good.” I felt my cum start to rise. “Oh, God, Mommy, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum in your mouth, Mommy.”

“Don’t worry,” said Jason. “Mommy will swallow every drop for you.”

I felt my cock spasm and cum spurted out, tingling and burning as it did. My whole body tensed as I pulled Mom close to me and forced my cock as deep as it would go. I stroked in and out a few more times, making her mouth milk all the cum from me. When I was finished, I pulled out and she licked her lips. “God, Scott,” she said. “You really enjoyed Mommy’s cocksucking, didn’t you?”

“You bet,” I said, looking forward to many more of those in the future.

“Tell him what you thought of it, Mary Ann,” said Jason.

Mom looked up at me and licked her lips. “Mommy loves sucking cock.”

Jason looked at his watch again. It was nearly 4 o’clock, so I asked him, “Something special happen at 4?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Got a surprise for you. Not that this wasn’t a big surprise already.” He pointed at the chair that was across the room and in the corner. “Go sit there, be quiet, and don’t move.”

“Why?”

“Just do it,” he said. “Somebody else is coming over and if you sit still and quiet, you won’t be noticed. It will be worth it.”

“When do I get fucked?” asked Mom desperately. This was the woman that had raised me. She was the pinnacle of purity to me. Her sex advice to me had been cautious, sprinkled with ideas like abstinence, waiting for the right woman, being responsible, and monogamy. Here she was putting out for her son and the next door neighbor. I’d never seen this side of her, but I liked it.

“You’ll get it, slut,” said Jason. “We just have a little more to take care of first. Kneel here,” he pointed at the floor and Mom knelt there facing the couch. Jason sat in front of her. I went and sat in the chair. “Scott’s gonna sit there and you’re gonna be quiet about it. Don’t let on that he’s sitting there or you won’t get fucked today.”

“Oh, my God,” said Mom. “Who else is coming? Is it …?”

But Jason silenced her with a finger to his lips. We were all positioned just as Jason wanted us. We waited in position until the door swung open. My cock was offering to rise up again just at the thought of a mystery guest who would watch and take advantage of my Mom. Who would it be, I wondered, as the door opened.

My cock wilted as my sister walked through the door. Oh, great, I thought now. This ruins everything. What is she doing home right now?

But, before I could say or do anything, Annie said, “Hi, Jason, hi, Mom.” Her casual greeting told me she wasn’t surprised to see Mom kneeling naked in front of Jason. Stunned, I watched to figure out what was going on.

Annie was wearing a red dress that fell to about mid-thigh on her. She walked over to Jason and Mom. Jason had me positioned perfectly. Annie’s back was to me as she approached them. She never saw me. To my astonishment, she bent over and kissed Mom like she was trying to remove her tonsils. Annie had her hand on the back of Mom’s head, steadying her as they mashed their lips together. Then, my sister stood in front of Jason and flipped up her dress to show off, I thought, her panties.

“Perfect,” said Jason. I wondered what was perfect as I watched Annie’s hand reach behind her and grab the zipper at her neck. She pulled the zipper down to the bottom and I saw a V of bare skin appear. Jesus! I realized she was going to strip for Jason, too. There was no bra strap. She wriggled to get her arms out of the sleeves of the dress and then pulled the dress down and stepped out of it. She was completely nude! I couldn’t believe she’d been wearing no bra or panties. From behind I could see her slender hips and tight ass. Her figure had yet to develop, but it was still exciting to stare at her nudity from my “hidden” position.

Annie sat herself down on Jason’s lap and let him run his hands over the small mounds on her chest. Sitting like that, she was sideways to me and I could see her tits. She might have seen me out of the corner of her eye, but her entire attention was on Jason. I began to dawn on me that my head start with Nancy was nothing compared to the head start Jason must have had with Annie. From the looks of it, he’d been screwing her for some time now. So, what was the point of the challenge? I sat still and watched. Now if I twitched, Annie might see the movement out of the corner of her eye and know I was there.

When Jason stood Annie back up in front of the couch, he reached into the bag and pulled out another pair of elbow pads. I watched in silence as he fixed up Annie like Mom was, her hands helplessly trapped behind her back. “What do you want, Annie,” asked Jason.

I didn’t hear her reply, but Jason said, “Louder.”

“To be fucked long and hard!” she yelled as Jason pushed her to her knees beside Mom. The two girls faced each other now.

“Right,” he said. He pulled out the double-ended dildo again and fed 8-inches to Mom again. Mom bent down to Annie’s height and I couldn’t believe it when Annie took the other half in her mouth and down her throat. Mom and Annie were face-to-face, lip-to-lip with only the plastic ring between them. They were in profile view to me, so I could see everything. “I’m so glad you taught your little girl to suck cock for me,” he said to Mom. “She makes such a cute little cock slut.” He let them suck for a few seconds.

“Who wants to suck my cock first?” asked Jason. With a mouthful of fake cock, both Mom and Annie started moaning unintelligibly, obviously casting votes for themselves. “That’s what I thought,” he said. “Both of you want to suck me at the same time, don’t you?”

They didn’t seem to be in agreement over that, but he slipped his hand between them and grabbed the rubber ring. It forced them to relinquish about an inch of the cock in their mouth. He bobbed the rubber ring up and down, which made their heads nod in apparent agreement. “You want to suck my cock together?” They nodded. “You want to be fucked?” They nodded. “You want to show me how two naughty girls eat pussy?” They nodded. My cock was no longer offering to stand up, it was pounding – practically demanding the show he was promising. “Gimme,” he said and they pulled their mouths off the cock, letting him take it from them.

“Embarrass yourselves,” said Jason.

From where I sat I could see Mom blush. Annie didn’t seem to, but then she didn’t know I was in the room. I wondered what Jason’s command meant, but I was quickly informed. The two leaned together, giving each other a deep kiss. Then, Annie kissed her way down Mom’s throat and shoulders until she was able to take one of Mom’s nipples in her mouth. She sucked on it and switched back and forth. I surmised that their lesbian, mother-daughter act was their embarrassment.

My cock was uncomfortably positioned as it throbbed in my pants. But, I didn’t dare shift it because I was again in Annie’s peripheral vision. Annie straighten up again and I watched Mom repeat the process, bending down to take Annie’s little 12-year-old nipples in her mouth and suck them. “That’s my good slut,” said Jason. “Suck on those itty-bitty titties for me. Do it to your little girl. Make her hot and ready for … whatever.” Mom did just as she was instructed, tonguing Annie’s small tits until her nipples stood up hard. From 8 feet away I could see every detail of my sister’s body.

When Jason was satisfied with their performance, he repositioned them. With their arms behind their backs, it was awkward for the two girls to move, but with his help, Mom found herself between Annie’s legs, ready to lick her little daughter’s cunt. Mom’s tongue flicked out and touched Annie’s pussy, parting her bare pussy lips. Annie moaned in pleasure as Mom licked up and down the hot slit.

Annie’s eyes were closed and Mom’s face was buried in Annie’s cunt. Jason took the opportunity to stare right at me and wink. That was all he needed to do to point out that he had my Mom and my sister nude and performing right in front of me. It was an incredible show.

Soon Annie was panting in lust as Mom’s tongue did its work on her. “Eat me, Mommy,” she moaned. “Do it for Jason. Make me hot. Make me cum. God, Mommy, fucking eat me like that.” The little girl was tossing her head from side to side in pure pleasure when suddenly she started bucking in orgasm. She arched up off the floor, giving me a wonderful view of her taut young body straining in release. “Oh, fucking God Almighty, that was the best, Mommy.”

Jason helped them switch positions so now Annie had her face buried in Mom’s cunt. I could see her little pink tongue lapping away at Mom’s neatly trimmed bush. She put her tongue in and wiggled her head back and forth, then licked up and down a couple times and repeated the process. It wasn’t long before Mom was moaning in pleasure. Annie sounded like she was having a feast as she slurped and licked at the cunt in front of her.

“So noisy,” said Jason, “and such a messy eater.” But, Annie didn’t stop what she was doing or quiet down any. “Annie, Annie,” said Jason reproaching her. “Your brother is going to think you have no manners at all.”

Annie raised her head and said, “Yeah, right,” then bent down to Mom’s cunt again.

“Annie,” said Jason. He pointed at me. When she raised her head to look at him, she saw his finger and followed it across the room to where I was sitting.

“Oh, my God,” screamed Annie. She fell forward on Mom, trying to hide her nudity and wriggled off of Mom onto the carpet. “What is he doing here? Jason?” she whined. “I don’t want Scott to see me naked.”

“A little late for that,” said Jason, chuckling. “Scott has seen you strip, suck cock, and eat pussy.” He crooked his finger at me and motioned me to come over.

“Bitch!” yelled Mom at Annie. “I was almost there. Get back here.” I couldn’t believe Mom’s reaction. She was so hot that she didn’t care what I saw. She wanted Annie to finish.

Annie ignored Mom for the moment. She could see my feet approaching, but wouldn’t look up for fear that she might expose her tender little titties or her bare pussy. As I stood over her, I followed Jason’s lead, which appeared to be to embarrass her. “I can still see your bare little ass, sis.”

“Get away from me,” she said. “Go away, creep.”

I squatted down and ran my hand over her perfect, round little ass.

“Scott!” she said. “Get away from me. Don’t fucking touch me. Mom, make him stop.”

“Stop whining, Annie,” said Mom. “I’m naked, too.” Mom had made no move to cover up and still lay on her back with her legs spread.

“You knew he was here, didn’t you, Mom?”

“Yes, Annie, I’ve been here for half an hour with him before you got here. Guess what I’ve already done?”

Annie lifted her head to look at Mom. “You blew him, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, honey,” said Mom. “I blew him and I’ll bet you’re going to, too.”

She turned her head to look at my feet and ran her eyes up to my face. It meant rolling to her side and exposing herself. “You made Mom blow you?”

“Yeah,” I said. “She was great. Looks like you can do just as good as she can.”

She rolled to her other side and looked at Jason. “I’m gonna have to blow him? You’d better fuck me good today for this, Jason. If I have to blow him, I want you to fuck me with…” She stopped, too embarrassed to voice her desires. “You know what I want,” she said.

“I do, but say it for Scott. Tell him how you like it, my little slut.”

She rolled back to look at me. “I want him to stick the vibrator up my ass, turn it on, and then fuck me. I like that, OK?”

“OK, sis,” I said. “But, first, are you going to finish with Mommy? Is my little sister going to eat her Mommy’s pussy?” I picked her up, surprised at how light she was and moved her back between Mom’s legs. But, not before copping a feel of her little titties. “Sweet,” I said as I set her down.

“Pervert,” she said.

“Eat your Mommy,” I said to her and she started licking and slurping like she had been before the interruption. I got down close so I could see her tongue do its work on Mom’s clit. Just inches away, I could smell Mom’s aroma. “Mmm,” I said. “Does she taste good, Annie? Do you like eating Mommy?”

“Go away,” she snapped.

But, I couldn’t resist. I mean, I like eating pussy, but it apparently seemed totally gross to her. I guess she didn’t like being a lesbian or being watched as she did it. “Yum, yum,” I taunted her. “Such a good little girl making Mommy feel so good.” I ran my hand across her smooth ass.

Jason casually undressed as Annie was eating Mom. Seeing that, I stood up and stripped, too. I couldn’t wait to get Annie’s lips wrapped around my cock. The thought of my bratty little sister doing it was even better than Mom doing it.

When Mom came from Annie’s efforts, I moved Annie to kneel in front of the couch. Jason helped Mom to kneel beside her. The two of us sat down, me in front of Annie and Jason in front of Mom. Mom wasted no time in leaning forward and engulfing Jason’s cock. Despite herself, she seemed to enjoy sucking his cock.

Annie, however, was a little reluctant to get started. I suppose it could have been the remark I made as soon as I sat down. “Let’s go, little sister. Your big brother wants his cock all the way down your sweet little throat.” She stared at me, not eager to get started. “Go ahead, Annie,” I continued, still teasing her. “Open wide and let Scottie fuck little Annie’s mouth.”

“Asshole,” she said, still not moving.

My cock was pointed at the ceiling and pounding hard. I was so excited, it was jerking around uncontrollably. All I needed was the touch of her lips and I’d be cumming. “Oh, it’s going to be so sweet to watch you swallow my cum,” I said. “Open up, Annie, and suck it. Suck it. Suck it.” I reached out to put my hands on her head and pulled her toward me. “Let’s go, Annie. All the way in.”

“Hey, don’t touch me,” she said. “I can do it myself.” With that, she leaned forward and flicked her tongue across the tip of my cock. “Like that, big brother? You like when little sister sucks cock?” She swirled her tongue around the tip. “You liked it when Mommy blew you? Now you want little sister to blow you? Ummm,” she slid half of it in her mouth and back out. “God, big brother, your cock tastes so fucking good. I’ll bet your cum tastes good, too. You gonna give me a mouthful?”

Her attitude was fucking awesome. She didn’t want to do what she was doing (or so she said), but at the same time, she was so eager to turn me on. She liked sucking cock and liked it so much she was willing to do even her own brother. In fact, now that she had warmed up to the idea, it seemed like it was an even bigger thrill for her to be doing her own brother.

She seemed to delight in taunting me as much as I had her. But, all she was doing was making me hornier with her nasty talk. “Suck it, little sister. Yeah, your big brother does like it when you suck cock. I want to watch my little slut sister suck cock. And, yeah, I am gonna fill your mouth with cum.”

“Oh, please, Scott, my mouth is so little and your cock is so big,” she teased. My cock was smaller than the dildo she’d inhaled. “Well, your little sister is going to take your big cock all the way down her sweet little throat. I’m gonna show you what cocksucking is all about. I’m going to let you rape my hot little mouth. I’m going down on my big brother.” With that, she slid the entire cock down her throat and bobbed up and down five times.

I was shuddering with lust as she stopped and looked up at me. “So, you think you’re the only one that can tease? Just how long do you think you can hold out, big brother? You want my sweet little mouth so bad, don’t you? If you can keep your fucking hands to yourself, I’ll give you a blowjob you’ll never forget.”

I scarcely noticed that Jason got up from the couch. He laid Mom back on the carpet and stuck his cock in her pussy. My whole attention was on Annie. “Do it, Annie. Show me how good my sister is at sucking cock. Wrap those 12-year-old lips around my cock and drink my cum.”

She licked up the length of my shaft a couple of times. “Mmm, so fucking tasty,” she said. “Little sister wants big brother’s cock really, really bad. Little sister wants big brother’s cum in her mouth.” She deep throated me again, all in one motion, bobbed five times and stopped. Shit, I’d almost been there that fast.

“Touch little sister’s titties, big brother,” she said. “You like that, too, don’t you? Touch me, Scott.” I obliged her, leaning forward to cup her tits and tweak her nipples to hardness. “Mmm, yeah, do me good, big brother.”

I was still fondling her when she leaned forward, pushing me back with her head. I felt her lick my cock again. Then, just her hot breath caressed my cock. “Ooo, such a hard cock,” she murmured. “Such a tasty, big, hard cock. Oh, God, big brother, I want that cock so bad. Little sister’s gonna blow you ‘til you cum.” She slid my cock deep again, five times, and then she quit.

“Jesus Christ, Annie,” I breathed. “You’re driving me crazy. Finish me off, please.”

“In time,” she said. “A girl’s gotta have a little fun when she’s sucking cock, doesn’t she?” She rubbed her nipples across my knees, making them hard again. “How long can big brother take it? You know what I get for blowing you. You gonna watch me take it up the ass and cunt at the same time? Your little sister likes it all the way. Annie’s a hot little bitch.”

She sucked up and down on my cock five times again. I was ready to grab her head and force her down on my cock, but I waited. She thrust her chest out at me and I took the hint, fondling her small breasts again. “God, you were here the whole time, weren’t you? From the time I walked in, you were sitting there, weren’t you?”

I nodded.

“Did you like watching me strip? How about sucking Mommy’s tits? I know you liked watching me eat Mommy. Now, you like watching me suck cock, huh? Oh, yeah, Scott, pinch my nipples like that.” She arched her back, her eyes closed in pleasure. “You want to cum this time?” She leaned forward and sucked on my cock, slower than she had the first few times. I had time to watch her lips spread wide as my cock slid in and out of her mouth. Slowly down and slowly back up. Again. Again. Again. And again. Five times and she stopped. “Thought you were going to cum, didn’t you?”

“Holy Christ, Annie, suck it. Suck it hard and make me cum.”

“Say please,” she said.

”Please.”

“Say pretty please.”

“Pretty please.”

“Fuck! Scott, don’t beg her,” shouted Jason. “Tell her to suck it or else.” He was finished with Mom and watching Annie and me.

I looked at Annie, a sly smile on her face like she’d gotten away with something. “You hot little bitch,” I said to her. “Time’s up. Put that hot little mouth of yours around my cock and suck me ‘til I cum. Suck it and swallow my cum or Jason won’t fuck you at all.”

She leaned forward, and took my cock hard and fast. Her pace was furious now as she bobbed her head up and down, my cock sliding in and out. She did it five times and then kept going. “That’s my little slut sister,” I said. “Suck it hard and fast. Take it all. Suck big brother’s cock until I fill you with cum. Fucking suck me hard, little sister. Oh, God, here I cum. Ho, shit, oh, God.” My body tensed and I felt like my insides were shooting out of my cock. I arched my back, and stood straight up out of the couch. I found myself holding Annie’s head and pulling it forward and back feverishly fucking her face. Her eyes were wide with surprise as I kept shooting load after load of cum into her mouth. She swallowed every drop. Finally, I relaxed. It seemed like my orgasm had lasted for nearly a minute.

Annie tried to wipe her mouth on her shoulder, but couldn’t reach. It was a useless gesture anyway since every drop was already in her tummy. She leaned back on her elbows, her legs spread, and said the understatement of the century. “So, big brother liked that, did he?” She had a big smirk on her face.

I was slightly dazed as I leaned back in the couch. Liked it? I thought to myself. Liked it? Holy shit. It was… “That was incredible,” I said.

“I’m ready to get fucked now, Jason,” she said. “I think I’ve earned the best you can give me. Hoo, boy, brother, am I gonna cum now!”

Jason rolled her over on her stomach and pulled a vibrator from the bag. It wasn’t big, but then neither was her asshole. He put the vibrator in her face and she sucked on it. With her spit as lubrication, the vibrator slid between her ass cheeks with little resistance until it was 4 inches deep. Jason turned it on and flipped Annie over.

“Oh, God Almighty, that feels good. How ‘bout that Scott? Little sister has a vibrator up her ass. Fuck me,” she said to Jason. “Fuck me hard.”

Jason did just what she wanted. He put his hard cock inside her and started stroking hard and fast. She was hot and ready for him. Her teasing of me must have really turned her on as well. In seconds she was cumming, writhing like an animal impaled on Jason’s cock. Sweat broke out on her body, giving it a lovely sheen. The two kept up their furious pace, fucking each other like crazy. Annie arched her back and came a second time. “That’s it, Jason,” she moaned. “Do me just like that. I’m gonna cum again!” I couldn’t tell if it was a third orgasm or an extension of the second one, but she was cumming.

Jason wasn’t ready to cum yet. Just having fucked my Mom, he was taking his time and letting the excitement build inside him. I knelt down beside Mom to watch Jason and Annie screwing. I ran my hands over Mom’s tits, feeling her up and letting my cock grow again. She responded by rolling from her side to her back, giving me better access to her tits. She was still tied and I thought about how to use my growing hard on with her. Should I fuck her, I wondered.

She answered the question for me. “Scott, I’m a cocksucker,” she said. It sounded strange. Cocksucker was an insult, but it was just what she was. And a damn good one. “I want you to be a motherfucker.”

I was taken aback. That was another insult. If a guy called me that, I’d punch him, but my mother… damn, am I stupid or what? She was a cocksucker. I would be a motherfucker. My cock was hard, but I’d just come explosively in my sister’s mouth. I crawled between my mother’s legs and stuck my cock inside her.

It felt good, but it felt like I was days from my next orgasm. She didn’t mind. A hard cock was what she wanted. “Oh, yeah, Scott,” she moaned. “Jason said you two teamed up on girls. I see you’ve got the same wonderful technique. Fuck me, Scott. Jesus Christ, fuck Mommy like that, you goddamn stud.”

Beside me Annie whimpered, “Say it isn’t true, Mom. Tell me he’s not as good as Jason.”

“Oh, he is, honey, every bit as good as Jason. Why? What’s wrong with that?”

“My own brother,” she panted, approaching another orgasm. “I’ll have to be his cock slave, too. God, Mom, I can’t take not having a fuck like this. You know I’ll do anything he wants, just like you will.”

“Like mother, like daughter,” said Jason as Annie clenched in her third orgasm. “Horny and hot as hell. They’re a couple of nymphos, Scott. You’ll be fucking them until you can’t fuck anymore.”

My mother seconded that with her first orgasm from me. “Oh, God, yes, Scott, do Mommy like that,” she moaned. I felt the walls of her pussy tighten around me as she came. It was an incredible feeling to have her tense like that on my cock, to watch my own mother moan my name in pleasure. I leaned down and tongued her nipples and then sucked on them. “Suck Mommy’s tits,” she moaned, telling me how much she liked the attention.

“That’s my hot little bitch,” said Jason. “I’m cumming now. Hold on, Annie, cum with me.” He stroked long and hard as she bucked under him in her fourth orgasm. Her tight little cunt filled with his jism as he shot his second load of the afternoon deep inside her. Then, he rolled off her, laying on his back next to her and panting.

Jason unhooked her arms and Annie’s fingers got busy in her pussy. She hadn’t had enough yet. As I pumped in and out of Mom, I watched my 12-year-old sister diddle herself off to another orgasm. Mom shuddered through another orgasm. Jason was right. These two were hot as hell. Still hard, I pulled out of Mom and stuck my cock in Annie’s cunt. I wanted her to know just how good I was so that she’d really be my cock slave after this. After about 5 strokes, I stopped. “Don’t stop,” begged Annie. “Don’t tease me.”

“Don’t tease you like you teased me?”

“God, no, please don’t.”

“What will I get if I fuck you hard?”

“Anything, big brother,” she said. “Little sister will do anything her big brother wants. Over and over again. Anything you want. All the time. Fuck me and I’ll do anything you want.”

“That’s what I want my nympho little sister to say,” I told her as I started stroking again. Five times I stroked and then stopped. “Say it again.”

“Oh, God, Scott, fuck me. I’ll do anything you want. You name it. I’ll do it. Make your little sister do anything you want. Just fuck me!”

I started pounding her in earnest, feeling her cunt twitch around my cock. It was wonderful to watch her tense, her whole body arching up off the floor as she screamed out, “Scott, yes, fuck me, Scott, you’re so fucking good. Fuck little sister.” I fucked her until she came again. Then I pulled out.

“More,” she said weakly. She was losing her strength from cumming so much.

I moved between Mom’s legs and she spread eagerly for me. “Fuck Mommy,” she moaned. “Fuck me, Scott. Let me have everything you got.”

I stroked in and out five times and stopped. “Say it,” I told her.

“God, Scott, don’t make Mommy say it, too.” She hesitated. “You know I will. I’ll do anything you want, Scott. You name it. I’ll do it. Sucking, fucking, spanking. Tie me up, dress me up, strip me, but fuck me, fuck me, oooo, yes, fuck me!” she finished as I pushed into her.

I was amazed at my own stamina. My cock stayed hard, but I still didn’t feel like I would cum soon. As I brought Mom to her second orgasm since I’d entered her this time, I finally started to feel like I was approaching an orgasm. I pulled out of her and stuck it back in Annie. She would take my cum in her cunt. She mewled in pleasure as I fucked her. Her body bucked again and I flooded her with cum.

I rolled off my sister and lay between Annie and Mom. They were both asleep, exhausted from the session. So was Jason. The next thing I knew, Mom was shaking me awake. That night I took Mom and Annie up on their promise of “you name it, I’ll do it.” We were all exhausted, so I simply told them we were all sleeping in Mom’s big bed, naked, with me in the middle. I fucked them both in the morning as their reward.

Then, I took a shower with Annie. She was in the shower already when I let myself in. “Hey,” she said. “Get out, pervert.”

Hell, I loved it when she said things like that. It made it all the more appealing to know that she really didn’t want me looking at her or even being around her, but that she had to or else. “Quiet, little sister,” I said. It was becoming my pet name for her, a name that told her I was in charge.

“I knew it,” she muttered. “I knew you’d take advantage of me. Jesus, Scott, I can’t even shower alone?”

I soaped up my hands and ran them over her small breasts. “I thought you might need a little help.”

“Is that how you’re gonna help me?” she asked, indicating my cock, which was pointing at her chin.

“You better be nice to the big boy,” I said. “He’s what makes you happy.”

She turned away from me. “That doesn’t mean I have to put up with you all the time.”

“Oh, that’s exactly what it means, little sister,” I told her. I pressed up against her, reaching around to continue fondling her tits while pressing my cock into the crack of her ass. “It means you’ll do anything and everything that I tell you to do. I believe that’s what you promised.” I ran my hands down to soap her tummy and then her pussy. She reacted by grinding back at me, an involuntary move she couldn’t resist. “Want me to fuck you again?”

She looked over her shoulder at me. “You know I do, pervert. But, you’re gonna make me sore.”

“OK,” I said. “Maybe tonight.”

“Yeah, tonight,” she agreed.

“Maybe,” I said sternly. “If you suck me off right now.”

“Shit,” she said as she knelt in the shower. I watched with perverted pleasure as my little sister opened up and swallowed my cock. Her cute little mouth was spread wide around my cock. This was so much fun.

After I shot off in her mouth, I told her she could only wear her bra and panties down to the kitchen for breakfast. Mom got the same message and so the two of them were in their underwear when I saw them next at breakfast. Mom never seemed to mind what I told her to do, as if she was used to the treatment and expected it. Annie still had to learn her place. Halfway through breakfast, I said, “You know, I think the bras are too much. Take them off.”

Annie looked sharply at me and then at Mom. Mom slipped her bra off without a word. She stared back at me, a silent question in her eyes – do you like my tits? I licked my lips, sending her an answer as clearly as she’d asked the question. Annie followed suit, but not without an angry glare at me. “What if I just stop letting you fuck me,” she said. “There are lots of other boys out there who can do it for me.”

“Annie!” said Mom. “First, I will not have you sleeping around. There is no need to advertise our problem. Second, believe me, I tried that for a while. Your dad was the only one that could keep me satisfied. Now Scott seems to have inherited that talent. I can only guess that Jason learned it from Scott. But, if you start trying other boys, you’ll just be disappointed.”

I tried to contain my smile as I’d won a big victory over Annie without saying a word. Mom had done all the arguing for me. I settled for just looking smug through the rest of breakfast. But, I also decided to let Annie have a little bit of dignity and tossed my plan to have her take off her panties and stand on her chair for the rest of breakfast.

I got to thinking, though, about what I could get Mom and Annie to do. What were their limits, if any? And, in particular, what fantasies did I have that the two could fulfill? Over the next couple of days, I decided that this was going to be a long-term arrangement and I should start thinking that way. So, I took several steps to test their promise of “anything” and to set up the house to my advantage.

First, I had a talk with Jason. I needed to figure out where he stood in this. He’d had a great deal, why invite me in? It was simple. He needed a break from their constant desire; he was getting worn out. Rather than just pop it on me, he thought the challenge of fucking each other’s sisters would warm me up to the idea of him doing my sister and my mother. Well, it worked. Now he didn’t need to sneak around. And, I would take up at least half the load. Thinking about Annie and Mom, I decided I’d take up more than half the load.

Second, as a test, I asked Mom where Jason had gotten the bag of goodies. She confessed that he’d told her what to buy, but it was she as the adult that had to buy it. That’s what I’d thought and now I told her to go back to the XXX store and bring back a catalog of goodies. I didn’t know what they had in the store and needed some ideas.

Third, I told Annie I wouldn’t fuck her again until she brought me a picture of herself, naked and outside. I was pushing her hard and she called me a pervert, an asshole, and a miserable brother. It was an impossible task, she complained. I handed her our Polaroid camera and said, “Take it yourself, or get a friend to take it.” She took the camera and left.

Fourth, I borrowed $50 from Mom and road my bike to the hardware store. There, I picked up some heavy rings that screwed into wood and some rope. Back home, I went down to the basement and started to work. Dad had a workshop in half the basement and it was still all set up. The other half of the basement was finished. One room was 10 feet wide and 16 feet long. In that room, I found the studs in the walls and ceiling about halfway down the length of the room. I drilled holes and screwed the rings into the wall - one high, one low, and one in the middle of each wall – and into the ceiling – two in the middle and one near each wall. Satisfied, I went back upstairs to discover that Mom and Annie had gone shopping. That little piece of normality made me realize that Mom really ran the household and whatever I got her to do couldn’t interfere with that. It kept me from getting carried away.

When Mom and Annie came home, I helped them bring in the groceries, which surprised Annie. She was expecting me to start making her do my chores. Tempting, but that seemed out of bounds. Making them do embarrassing, sexy, and sensual things was one thing, but my chores were another. I also knew that part of the turn on for me was that Annie didn’t like the incest thing. So, keeping a normal brother-sister relationship would pay off in the long run. She’d always see me as her disgusting, perverted brother. As I set the last bag of groceries down, I ran the picture through my head of her kneeling in the shower and saying, “Shit,” just as she engulfed my cock.

Mom left on a “private errand.” I figured she was running to the XXX store for a catalog. Annie made herself scarce, trying to stay out of sight. But about ten minutes later, she came and found me playing a video game. “Hey, pervert,” she said. “I figured out how to get a naked picture of me outside.”

“How?”

“You take it,” she said.

“Huh?”

“Come on, Scott, I can’t ask somebody else to take a picture of me. You’ve already seen me naked, so you take the picture. It’s the same thing. All you want is a picture of me outside and naked. What does it matter who takes it?” I smiled at her and she must have read my thoughts. “Oh, no,” she said. “Forget I asked. I’ll find somebody else.” But, I noticed that she stood there waiting for… permission from me? … agreement from me? … or maybe she really wanted what I had in mind.

“Too late, little sister,” I said. “It sounds like a great idea to me. Give me that camera and let’s go.”

“Scott, just a picture, OK?”

“Yeah, right,” I said sarcastically. There were 12 shots on the role of film. I planned to use all of them.

I took 5 pictures as she undressed, showing various stages. The sixth shot was of her dropping her panties to the ground. I posed her in 5 different positions for the next 5, getting every angle of her cute body. Just before that last shot, I said, “Jeez, Annie, it just occurred to me that anyone could peek over the fence and see you like this?”

“Yeah, just occurred to you. I’ll bet,” she said icily.

“Maybe I should yell or something and see if somebody looks.”

“Maybe you should just take the last picture and let’s go inside.”

“Maybe you’ll blow me and then I’ll take the last picture and we’ll go inside.” I was like a kid in a candy store. I could make her do anything and blowjobs were on my mind. I unzipped my shorts and pulled out my cock. “Better hurry before someone sees us.”

“Scott, dammit, is that all you ever think about?” she asked. We had a standoff for a few seconds and then she said, “How about you fuck me right here, right now. Make me happy, too, asshole.” She laid down in the grass and spread her legs. Her fingers spread her cunt open and she started rubbing herself. “Oh, God, Scottie, I got a hot spot for you.”

I was already undressing before she said that. I practically fell on top of her, crushing my lips to hers. I felt her hand grab my cock and point it to her pussy. My hips thrust forward almost with a mind of their own and she said, “That’s it, big brother, fuck your little 12-year-old sister. Make me scream. Fuck me hard.” I stroked in and out five times. It took tremendous willpower, but I stopped. “Don’t play around, Scott. That’s getting old.”

But, I reached over and picked up the discarded camera. With my cock still inside her I leaned back and snapped the final picture of her. It captured her lust as well as her beautiful body, a real masterpiece if I ever dared show it to somebody. Then, I shoved back in and fucked her just the way she wanted it. I fucked her for about five minutes, with her cumming a couple of times. Suddenly I noticed Mom standing in the doorway, looking out at us. “Uh oh,” I said. “We have an audience.”

Annie tried to scramble up, embarrassed to be caught nude being pounded by her brother. But, I held her down and stroked a couple more times. “Put on a good show, little sister. Put on a good show.” I gave her just a few seconds to twist around under me as she tried to see who was watching. “Relax,” I said. “It’s just Mom.”

“Asshole,” she said as her pussy squeezed me one more time in orgasm.

“Nympho,” I said as I filled her with cum. As I finished cumming, I leaned forward, holding her and kissing her gently. Then, I picked her up and carried her inside, extremely happy to have her as my sister. “You’re really something special, Annie,” I told her.

“Don’t get all mushy, pervert,” she said. Damn, I wished I had the strength to fuck her again. Her attitude made her so hot I wanted her over and over again. Personally, I think she was taunting me just for that reason. I turned away, not letting her see the big smile on my face. I realized I really liked her pet name for me. I liked being a pervert. I liked being her pervert.

Mom had brought home a couple of catalogs full of toys for me to use on Annie and her. I took them up to my room and flipped through them, getting some interesting ideas, but also getting a real education on what a wide range of toys there were. I kept coming back to the catalog of bondage stuff since most of the other stuff didn’t interest me as much as that. By the time I was done, I had several pages dog-eared.

I took the catalog to Mom, intending to place an order through her. First, I had some questions. I found her folding laundry. She answered my questions with patient amusement, but about halfway through she finished folding and said, “They’re hard to explain. Let me show you.”

“Show me?” I asked, my cock surging in my pants at the thought of Mom using some of these toys.

“Yeah, go wait in the family room.”

In just 2 minutes, Mom came into the room with a VCR tape. She said, “This should answer some of your questions,” as she put it into the player. She pushed play and came to sit down on the opposite end of the couch from me.

I watched as the picture appeared on the screen, trying to make out a picture that was less than crystal clear. As I realized what I was watching, I leaned forward as if that would bring me into the action. I swallowed hard as I heard Mom on the tape, “Whatever you want, master. I’ll do whatever you want.” She was tied naked to the bed and Dad was in the room with her. I’d seen other movies of Dad since he’d died and they always choked me up. This one was different. My cock wanted to see what was happening and any sentiment about Dad was gone.

Mom was on her stomach with her arms tied to opposite sides of the bed, pulling her chest firmly down against the mattress. But, her thighs and calves were tied so she was forced to kneel on the bed, shoving her ass way up in the air. I watched in disbelief as Dad slapped a leather whip across Mom’s ass. She moaned for the first stroke. “One, master,” she said. Again he hit her, “Two, master.” The third blow brought a surprised grunt of pain as she said, “Three, master!” For the next blow, a slight scream escaped her lips, “Ahhh, four, master!” Her pain increased as she counted, finally ending with, “Ooooo, aaaaa, twen-huh-huh-ty, master!”

“Stop playing with yourself and pay attention to the toys,” Mom said, snapping me out of my horny fog. My hand was in my lap and she was right. I was staring at her red ass on the TV screen and paying no attention to the lesson she was showing me. Now I noticed the whip and the restraints that held her in place.

It was right then that Annie popped into the room. “What you guys watching?” she asked as she entered the room

“Maybe you should find something else to do, Annie,” said Mom.

Annie shot her a quizzical look and then defiantly plopped herself down in a chair just as dad said, “So, slave bitch, you think you can take another twenty?”

“No, master, please,” pleaded Mom. “Your slave just wants your big hard cock inside me, please?”

“God, Mom,” breathed Annie. She leaned forward as I had, swallowing hard as she watched the TV. Mom made no more comment and Annie was silently mesmerized by the action.

“You lying cunt slave,” said dad. “You said you could take whatever I wanted. Now you say you can’t. Maybe I should just make it 40 more.”

“Oh, God, please, no, master. I didn’t mean to lie,” said Mom. “But, I want your cock.”

Dad was unmoved by her pleas. In fact, he picked up a rubber ball with a leather strap tied through it. Mom had called it a ball gag when I asked her about it. Dad shoved the ball into her mouth. As he tied off the strap behind her head, he said, “This is what my lying slave deserves. Now you can’t tell me anymore lies.” He proceeded to whip Mom 20 more times. Her muffled screams made it obvious that she was in pain with each blow. Through the gag, it sounded like she was still counting, or trying to, ending with, “Mmmmm, aaaaaaa, or-ee, aaa-errrr.”

Dad jumped on the bed behind Mom and stuck his cock in her cunt. He wasn’t slow or easy about it. Before I knew it, he was grunting from an orgasm. “Hah,” he said as he pulled out of her. “Didn’t cum, did you, slave bitch?”

“Mm mm,” said Mom, shaking her head in frustration.

“Want to?”

“Mmm hmm,” she said, nodding vigorously. “Eeeesss.”

Without another word, dad started untying Mom’s arms. Finished with that, he rolled her onto her back and retied her arms. She was basically in the same position now, but on her back instead of her chest. He untied one leg and tied it to the corner of the bed, then repeated that for the other leg. Mom’s glistening, sweaty body was spread eagle on the bed now as she helplessly awaited a fucking.

It wasn’t time for a fucking yet, though. Dad put clamps on her nipples, using them to stretch her tits up into the air. He removed her gag and she instantly started begging, “Please, master, fuck me. I need your cock. I’ve been a good slave girl, fuck me now master. Please, no, ummphf,” she finished. Dad had just shoved another gag into her mouth, but this one looked like a 3-inch cock, filling her mouth to a depth greater than the ball had. It too was tied off behind her head and she lay there sucking on the little black cock.

Finished with restraining her, dad took out a long thin tube and flicked a switch. It started to hum. Then, he placed the rounded end to Mom’s cunt. “Mmmaaaaaa,” moaned Mom.

“What’s that? What’s he doing?” I asked.

“It’s a vibrator,” said Mom. “He’s teasing me, getting me close to cumming, but watch… he won’t let me cum.”

I’d looked over at Mom when she spoke, but my attention was captured for a few seconds as I saw Annie. She was focused on the TV screen, her little ass squirming around in the chair. She had her left hand on her right boob, caressing it in an almost imperceptible motion. Her other hand was in her crotch. I couldn’t believe she was as turned on as I was.

Mom was right. She was teased for about 20 minutes and all she could do was squirm and moan into her gag. Finally, Dad got between her legs and stuck his cock into her pussy. Her eyes rolled back as her body shuddered immediately. He fucked her for 5 minutes and it seemed like Mom had a continuous orgasm for the whole time. Finally, he unloaded into her cunt and collapsed on top of her.

As the scene ended, I couldn’t resist it any longer. “Playing with yourself, little sister?”

“No,” she snapped, suddenly sitting up and putting her hands to her sides. “What are you watching that for, Mom? That was gross.”

“Oh, I used to like it when your father did that to me,” she sighed.

“So what? Did you have to show it to Scott?”

“Well, he was asking…”

“God, Mom, he better not do that stuff to me. Don’t be giving him any ideas. He’s perverted enough.”

I just smiled at her.

“Oh, no, Scott, don’t even think about it. Mom, tell him he can’t do that to me.”

“Scott,” said Mom. “Show some restraint.”

“Sure, Mom,” I said, not sure what that meant. I seemed a wishy-washy way of saying she heard what Annie wanted and wanted Annie to make sure she knew that. But, it didn’t really seem to say to me – Scott, don’t do that to Annie.

Apparently it didn’t say that to Annie either. “Mom?” she said. “That was it? Show some restraint?”

“Annie, don’t get so upset,” said Mom. Annie got up and left the room. “You just might like it,” called out Mom. Annie was fuming, aware that Mom had really said nothing to me. Funny, though, I had noticed how horny she was while she was watching. I couldn’t help but think that she was imagining what it felt like to be in Mom’s position.

I placed my order with Mom which sounded roughly like get me one of everything I just saw. When she said she’d have it for me by next weekend, I said, “I’ll use it on you tonight if you get it today.”

I could see the internal struggle going on in her brain. She fought for several seconds and then said, “OK, if I get time.” Then next thing I knew, she was out the door and she drove away.

I went to find Annie. She was in her room. “Hey, knock, asshole,” she said.

I was already in the room, but I knocked on her door with a smile. “Would you mind showing me your ass?” I asked.

“Yeah, pervert, I would,” she said back. “Leave me alone.”

“Oh, come on,” I said. “I promise I won’t touch it.” She looked at me like she was considering it. Then I said, “I just want to imagine it with red stripes across it.”

“Shit,” she said under her breath. “Don’t you dare,” she said to me, rolling over to protect her butt. “You may be able to get me to do lots of things, but you won’t get me to do that.”

“You said anything.”

“But I had no idea people did that kind of thing to each other. And, for Mom to show you that… damn! Well, that’s just not in my definition of anything.”

“And I liked that gag that looked like a cock, didn’t you?”

“Scott, no,” she said, her voice more pleading than demanding.

“What if I promised to stick a big fucking vibrator up your ass while I fucked you? Would you let me tie you up then?” I remembered how much she wanted that from Jason.

“Don’t,” she said.

That wasn’t a no. It sounded more like, don’t tempt me, because I just might. I smiled at her and left her to wonder just how far I would take it.

That evening, Mom and I had a wonderful session that closely resembled what I’d watched her and Dad do. When I finally untied her, she was wild with gratitude, saying it was her best cum ever. That made the next morning all the more surprising. I guess she’d had time to think all night long. I was running late for school on Monday morning and as I was trying to rush out, she said, “Scott, you can’t do that with Annie and me anymore. It just isn’t right and you know it. So, I’m not going to allow it to happen anymore. You hear me?”

“What?” I said, seeing my bubble burst. “You had such a good time last night.”

“I didn’t really,” she said. “My body enjoyed it, but I hate myself for it. I’m putting my foot down. Now go or you’ll be late for class.”