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A Beloved Mom Goes Down Ch. 2
My sister and I had succeeded in fucking our mom.
When we met that night, we hugged and
congratulated each other. 'It was great to see
Mom's pussy jammed with your cock,' Jill said.
'I was hoping you'd go after that puss later,' I
replied.
'That wasn't possible. ...But there's always a
next time.' She smiled wickedly. 'How was it for
you, Garth?' she asked.
'That was some hot hole, and I have you to thank,
Jill.'
I remembered. Images flashed before me. Mom lying
naked, reddish bush split. Jill straddling her
mouth, facing me to the 'south.' Mom's breasts, a
little fuller and older, were being kneaded in
Jill's hands. Jill's own breasts--I'd come to love
them even more--were presented to me, and I took
them. She moaned; Mom's tongue thrust up her hole,
and I pinched her nipples. When I shoved my prick
into Mom's cunt, Jill had an expression on her
face I'll always remember; as if she viscerally
experienced the violation, yet relished it.
I remembered how the slurping sounds got louder as
Jill, in her excitement, was gushing into Mom's
mouth. I played with Jill's tits as I thrust into
Mom's cunt.
In the midst of these memories, my cock stirred.
Jill saw. 'That hot hole really does it for you.'
She added slyly, 'You're not going to start
preferring that pussy to my cute little one, are
you?' (After our first experiment, she'd directed
me to eat her a couple more times.) Watching me
intently, she raised her skirt and pulled her
panties aside. My cock sprung up, and that
answered her question. The lips of her pussy had
become part of my favorite sandwich. My sister had
a dream twat, with puffy outer lips and scarlet
inner ones, now opening over her slick tight
entrance. She sat back on a nearby chair.
'Suck me,' she said. 'The way I like it.' I would
part the outer lips with my tongue, and suck on
the inner ones, drawing them into my mouth,
licking at the edges. I leaned forward and began
again, feeling the inner labia between my lips and
tasting her flow. I smelled the aroma of my
favorite cunt, as I started licking around the
entrance to her hole, which had started to bloom,
open and inviting. Slipping along the rim, my
tongue made her yield further to me; I aimed at
the center and thrust my tongue in as far as it
would go. Wet darkness enveloped my face. She
moaned and rotated her hips up as I twisted my
tongue inside, feeling the slick walls contracting
in an irregular rhythm around me. My face was now
coated in my sister's fuck juices, and the
pressure of her cunt against my face made me yearn
to plunge into her. Her fingers were moving
faster, alternately stroking and pressing her clit
while she groaned and bucked to my face, now awash
in cunt juice. She frigged her clit savagely while
I sucked and drank that pineapple flow; as she
started to thrash, I jabbed my tongue into her
repeatedly. I heard her grunt as she came
suddenly, a flood onto my face against her. I felt
her body convulsing against me, and then her
fingers, for a delicate moment, were in my hair.
I fell back as she disengaged. She looked at my
cock, which was no longer so stiffly erect. 'Jerk
it for me,' she said. I did, watching her curious
eyes. When it soon stood full and hard, deepening
purple at the head, I could see she was pleased.
'Think of Mom's cunt. It's OK to. Picture how we
had it all stirred up, dripping, even before you
went in.' She whispered, 'Remember how we watched
her pussy lips clasping your cock.' She perked up
as she saw the remark had brought me to the brink.
'Stop,' she said. 'You'll have to take care of
that later.' Authoritative; a new tone in her
voice. I complied and stopped stroking, hoping
obedience would pay off. I thrilled to her new
power; it would give fresh energy to our quest.
She continued, 'Don't wash your face in the
meantime; come to my aroma.' Seeing the lust in
her face, I didn't mind being sent to jerk off. I
knew her mind was running a mile a minute about
our next times with Mom.
'What shall we do to Mom, now?' Jill was thinking
aloud.
'She's got to get into her debauchery. Act out her
depravity.'
'Yes, exactly. Garth, she's fucked you, but she
tells herself it's for my sake. I'd like to see
her admit her own lust. I want her to beg for it.'
'There has got to be a way.' I was trying to come
up with something. 'Jill, what would it take to
break her spirit?'
'How about guilt and despair?'
'Tell me about it.'
'Well, first I want her to be eating my cunt
regularly. I will have some dates. I'll come home,
pussy leaking cum; I'll let her know how upset I
am, how my life is out of control, and get her to
comfort me. Then I'll gradually escalate.'
'Sounds good. You've had her lapping you for some
a while; have her service your pussy.'
'Yes, it's fitting for her to clean my cunt--that
she once accused me of peddling.' Jill still
remembered the tongue lashing she'd gotten, years
ago, when she came home after a date, with a wet
spot on the back of her skirt. She'd not forgiven
the severity commonly displayed by mothers of
teenaged daughters.
'But where do you go from there?'
'I have in mind, for the second phase, a scene
where she discovers me getting fucked by three or
four guys. And then I'll really fuck with her
mind. The third phase will demolish the last of
her dignity.'
I was eager to watch the first phase.
========
Mom was home; it was late in the evening, and Jill
came in. I had openly said goodnight an hour
before, but could easily steal up the dark hallway
next to the living room.
'Mom, I'm so glad you're up.'
'What is it, dear?'
'I'm not proud, Mom. I got drunk and went home
with this guy. He said he liked me and we were
fooling around. He told me how beautiful I was and
took off my clothes. I knew he just wanted to fuck
me. But I liked hearing those words, and I lay
down with him. He had his fingers in me and then
his cock, and I got carried away.'
'Oh, honey.'
'After he came, he dressed in a hurry and told me
I had to leave. "You just used me," I said. "Baby
you loved it, and you gotta go now, but maybe call
me if you want some more." Mom, I feel so dirty,
yet I can't help myself.'
'We all make mistakes.'
Jill pressed into Mom's arms and started to cry.
Mom kissed her neck and held her. My sister
pressed against Mom, and I could see Mom begin to
respond, stroking Jill's back and then her
breasts. 'Mom, I love you. I feel so worthless.'
Jill unbuttoned her blouse and loosened her bra.
'Please love me, Mom.' Mom's hands went to those
firm breasts quickly, and my sister began moaning.
Jill unfastened her skirt. 'Mom, look' she said,
as she took off her tiny black panties. It was a
masterpiece. There was cum all through her pubic
hair. It dripped from her slit. 'Mom, do I disgust
you?' Mom was plainly shocked and upset, but she
couldn't say it. 'Honey, you are a fine young
woman.'
'Mom, look at my pussy. Who would want it?' She
began to cry again. That was the opening. 'I love
your pussy,' Mom said.
'Yes, Mom, I remember how you reassured me after I
told you about how bad I felt, and I didn't know
if my pussy smelled bad.'
'I love your smell.'
'But Mom, it's covered in slime; I'm sure you feel
disgusted.'
Mom was firmer this, time. She had to be. 'Jill,
your pussy is sexy, and it's fine to be all gooey
and excited.' Mom sat on the sofa.
Jill moved toward her and Mom reclined. I believe
she knew what she had to do when Jill straddled
her face, holding this dripping pussy over her.
Mom simply couldn't turn up her nose, or even
hesitate, and Jill knew that. Jill lowered herself
onto Mom, who, as expected, proceeded to kiss my
sister's cunt. Jill made sure to open it up. 'I
love how you lick me, Mom.' She bore down and soon
the cum was flowing out. Mom, after waiting just a
split second, began lapping it up. Jill moaned and
pressed her cunt hard onto Mom's mouth. I could
see the tongue thrust in there and the cum all
over Mom's face. I was so aroused, I took out my
cock and quietly jerked off.
Well, this incident set the stage. My sister
appeared to sink further into abasement. She came
back home a couple more times in even worse shape.
One time it was two guys. Mom did not even
hesitate any more to offer Jill this strange
comfort and reassurance. And the next morning my
sister would make loving eyes at Mom. In front of
me, she'd say, 'Mom I feel so much better this
morning.' Of course by evening, her despair would
show, and I heard her telling Mom, 'I'm out of
control.' I tried hard to sound unsympathetic.
'Sounds like you're turning into the neighborhood
bicycle.' We had decided I would remain the 'bad
guy.' Mom was to despair over Jill, feel torn over
her plight. Then we would move ahead.
======
After a few nights of this, we met and
congratulated each other on how things we going.
'Garth, I'm doing the corrupting, here. What are
you doing?'
I could see her point. 'I'm ready to pitch in,' I
said. 'Well, in the mean time, we must not stop
your education in evil.'
'Do you want to degrade me, like before?'
'Well, there are no free lunches... I mean shows.'
'Tonight,' she said, 'I want you, when you're
watching, to come onto a saucer, then take it to
your room. When Mom's gone to sleep, I will come
and visit you.'
The thought puzzled and thrilled me. I could see
that my sister was no longer a partner, but was
taking charge of the whole project. That night,
Jill came home leaking cum from a couple of guys.
What a mess. But it was oddly exciting, my
sister's pussy ravaged, dripping. Mom didn't bat
an eye, and I almost came in my hand when Mom's
head plunged into the goo. When Mom was noisily
slurping away, I shot a huge load and coated a
saucer in my sticky white jism. I retired and did
not have long to wait. Sister knocked very quietly
and entered. 'Do you have the saucer?'
'Yes.'
'Do you know what you are to do with it?'
'Yes.'
'Do you know why?'
'I suppose you're going to get off on seeing me
eat my own cum.'
'Well, the white mustache suits you,' she said
smiling. 'But that is not the reason. Just as Mom
is yielding to power, you must also. As her
boundaries are violated, yours are too.'
'Oh.'
'You sound unsure,' she said. Jill opened her
nightgown, exposing her pussy, freshly tongue
cleaned, black hairs shining. 'Look at it, ' she
said. My cock hardened. She watched me intently.
With her fingers, she spread open the lips. 'Jerk
yourself.' I started to; I couldn't help it.
'See how you are driven, my brother. Now I want
you to stop.'
I did. I saw her point. She was to show her power;
she enjoyed its exercise, in overcoming anything
that stood in the way of her arbitrary decision:
my feelings, my standards.
'Hand me the saucer.'
I did.
She drew a finger through the goo, and presented
it to me. 'Lick it.'
I took the finger into my mouth, and I could see
her satisfaction as she checked my hard cock. 'You
don't relish licking off this saucer, do you,
Garth?'
My face gave me away. 'That's fine, so long as you
accept my alternative.' 'Anything,' I said,
foolishly.
She had brought with her a large glass bowl. She
took the saucer from me and held it in front of
her pussy. 'Hold the bowl below.'
As I did, she unleashed her piss onto the saucer,
deflecting it into the bowl beneath, rinsing my
cum. And she must have saved up, for the bowl soon
held almost two cups of her golden fluid, with my
whitish ribbons floating in there.
'Mom is going to be subject to both to my pussy
and your cock. You however are subject to me; as
is your cock and its cum. Take the bowl and drink
it down.'
At first I felt nausea. She saw it.
'Transgression,' she reminded me. ' I don't know
if I can keep it down,' I said. 'We don't know,'
she said. 'But you can see the point?' Clarity.
That moment. It didn't matter if I could keep it
down. Let my stomach revolt under the
transgression. So much the better! The queasy
churning now took on a different quality. It was a
weird exaltation in being sickened in
transgression.
She had become my teacher in willful degradation.
I tipped up the bowl and drank deeply. Waves of
nausea hit me, yet my cock was upright and she saw
it. 'Your cock appreciates transgression.' The
nausea vanished as I heard her next words. 'You
have earned the right to witness the second
phase.'
======
We planned the scene rather carefully. Three guys
she knew would come over while Mom was out. I
would be at the door to signal Mom's arrival, and
then disappear into the shadows.
======
Jill's three friends came over and she introduced
them. 'This is Bruce,' she said of the short one.
'Josh, here, is the one I look up to.' He was well
over six feet; we greeted each other. 'Rock, here,
is our "enforcer". Sometimes we call him
'truncheon.''' This fellow, though polite enough,
was built like a refrigerator. And I was soon to
learn the other reason for his nickname.
Sister took off her clothes in a hurry. When she
was nude and the guys had stripped down. She'd
flaunted her pussy to get them excited. Bruce's
and Josh's cocks were up in an instant. Rock's
expanded and I was amazed at the length and
thickness. It seemed to reach half way to his
knees. Jill approached him and said, 'The
truncheon. Will it rise for me?' As she stroked
the monster, it became half erect.
'Well, Garth, I've gotta get ready here, so why
don't you fluff up Rock?'
She lay back on the sofa and began fingering
herself. I'd never sucked a cock before, but I had
no time for qualms. 'Jill' I said in protest.
'Garth,' she replied, wickedly, 'this pussy is
running the show. Suck him!' I knelt by Rock and
took his giant tool to my lips. I opened wide to
accommodate the large head. I tasted his precum
and for a second was revolted, but I could see
Jill frigging herself in obvious delight at the
scene. I began licking the slit and soon the organ
stood tall and thick. I swear it was more than
seven inches around. 'Fine,' said Jill.
The tableau had been planned. I went and stood by
the door, watching for Mom, ready to signal.
Sister took Bruce's cock into her mouth. Josh,
according to plan, lifted her legs way up toward
her shoulders. This enabled Rock to quickly use
the bulb to split open her flooded pussy. She
pulled her labia apart and thrust up to engage the
truncheon, which stretched out my sister's cunt
and slid slowly into the depths of her belly. I
could see the Rock's eyes roll back as he eased
her cock in and out of her. I caught sight of Mom,
through the peephole, and gave the signal. Rock
was just beginning to pick up speed, when there
was the sound of the key turning, and as the door
opened, Jill slurped Bruce's cock noisily, jerked
off Josh standing next to her, and vigorously
fucked Rock's formidable intruder.
Mom froze in utter shock. Sister pushed Bruce's
cock out of her mouth, and dropped Josh's. She
gave a cry, but left her pussy impaled on Rock.
Mom strode toward them, and there was pandemonium
as the guys gathered their things and fled out the
door, clutching their clothes to their genitals.
My sister started to cry again. 'Mom, I don't know
why I'm doing this.' Mom threw a comforter from
the sofa over Jill and sat there nearby. My
sister, lying there, pressed against Mom. ' I just
want to die.' That got to her. 'Nonsense, my dear.
You are not so bad. You have lost your way.'
'Mom, I think of what you did for me.' Jill wanted
to remind her. Mom winced; she had tried to put it
out of her mind. Sister began to turn the key in
the lock. 'I saw your pussy get fucked for me; I
know I have got to suffer.' Mom looked puzzled. 'I
must pay the price for what I asked of you and for
what you suffered.'
Mom was beginning to see how the old scene with
me, was affecting Jill. As we had expected, she
was clearly becoming quite distressed. 'You don't
have to pay, honey,' she protested.
'When you came in, I was paying. I love you Mom.'
Seeing the connection, Mom looked suddenly guilty.
The degrading sex and now, even the gangbang, were
my sister's reaction to Mom's act. 'Honey, I was
trying to save you.'
'I know what you're saying Mom. But when I picture
your pussy being fucked, I know there is a price
to be paid. I'm a piece of shit. I know what I
made you do, and I can't stop myself from going to
hell.' Mom got a look of utter hopelessness. The
next day, she even apologized to my sister about
the gangbang. 'I'm sorry,' she said, 'it happened
because of me.'
======
When next we met, we agreed the plan was on track,
but Jill said she hadn't figure out the details of
the third and last phase. Mom, by now, seemed like
the walking dead. She was not sleeping. Jill made
a point of going out two more times in the next
week and coming home looking freshly fucked. I
made a point of being nasty, and one time brought
her to tears--or so it looked. 'You are
loathsome,' she said to me.
Mom saw a downward spiral and was just devastated.
We saw her crying at times, and Jill mentioned
repeated apologies.
======
Jill and I were talking, when the idea came to
her. 'I've got it,' she said. 'If she now sees me
go down into the most extreme degradation, her
guilt will max out. There will be only one way to
make it clear to me that I was not the reason she
fucked you. And you will have no problem making
her say just what we want.'
'How will we do it?'
'Garth, at least for a couple minutes, you're
going to get your wish.' She pointed to her cunt.
'Play along; take your clues from me; above all,
act mean and evil.'
'I do my best.'
We set the scene the following night. Sis took off
her clothing, and said, 'Have a look at the
promised land!' She showed off the freshly washed
pussy I'd eaten so many times lately, but never
gotten my cock into. 'Can you get it up?' she
teased. I was as erect as a lamppost. 'Show me
your cock.'
Flattered, I dropped my pants and shorts and
approached. Taking it in her hand, she said, 'I
want it super hard, Garth. Is this as hard as it
gets?' I didn't know what to say. 'Let me help,
big brother.' She took two fingers and shoved them
into her pussy, wetting them; 'Have a lick!' My
cock felt like it would explode. She saw the
twitch as I took the fingers in my mouth.
'Do you know the drill?' she said, 'It's almost
time.'
'What do I do?'
'I will be acting as self-degrading as possible.
You reinforce it. … It's almost 5,' she said,
'Show time.'
She lay back on the sofa and drew up her legs. She
parted her labia while watching my cock intently.
I still hadn't figured out the whole plan, but she
wanted it that way, so it wouldn't look rehearsed.
I knelt between her legs and stroked the head of
my cock between those lips. I had long imagined
the moment. My own sister. This time we were
acting a bit, but I knew it would lead further;
and it wasn't all acting; she'd enjoy it and
wouldn't try to hide it. 'Give it to me,' she said
She was tight and slick already and bucked up her
hips to impale herself. In a couple minutes, her
pussy was oozing. The scene, so long awaited, had
unimaginably hardened my prick, and my juices were
leaking into hers. Our timing was perfect, for we
heard the key in the door. She started talking.
'You like this slut's pussy, don't you, Garth.
…Yes, I'm scum and I want more scum. Give it to
me!!'
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