Path: not-for-mail
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.babies
Subject: i n c e s t story: "A Beloved Mom's Comeuppance Ch. 3" 32151
From: rabinofben@yahoo.com
Date: Thu, 03 Aug 2006 06:24:08 +0000
Lines: 516
Message-ID: <44d19687$0$11321$ec3e2dad@news.usenetmonster.com>
Organization: Usenet Monster - http://www.usenetmonster.com
NNTP-Posting-Host: 65e3cd21.news.usenetmonster.com
X-Trace: DXC=?i<NRRc0oG7T:?bn3Pc5i:fmBVYh0PF`67:fG3B6S`d31E@`_KlXDB4E@8H?]Ll2R4c9K3Meo8aY8EKnEhobe:@>ZeXX=>i9H;260Nk[Tn^IP4>iEBnIJgZg3oj=_8YLIoE>
X-Complaints-To: killthespammer@usenetmonster.com
===================
Full collection
of incest histories ===> www.incesttoday.com
A Beloved Mom's Comeuppance Ch. 3
Jill and I had cause to celebrate. She'd gotten
Mom to clean up a number of messes, licking
god-knows-who's cum out her pussy. We'd had Mom
begging for my cock. I'd had one of the better
fucks of my life, but, of course had paid a price.
I'd begun to do Jill's bidding, and there was
something disturbing about that. Yes, I could say
I only indulged her whims-like drinking her
fluids-to keep her as an ally. But that's not
true; she'd picked the most transgressive things
and I, in accord with the ideas I'd once
introduced her to, was getting horny as an
orangutan. Of course it's not surprising to
stiffen at seeing a hot 18-year-old's pussy on
display, but why had I begun to harden during her
degrading tasks? Yet I felt I had no choice, and I
certainly wanted to continue our campaign with
Mom. Jill and I, a couple days after the big fuck,
had a pow wow.
"We had her begging for it!" I said.
"Yes, without excuse."
"And you've had her as a clean-up girl and cum
slut, though that's not yet how she sees it."
"That will come soon. I've been thinking about
what to do next, though I know the goal."
"Which is?"
"She should suck cum from my ass. But how to
arrange it."
"Why not the same way as before, come in dripping,
self accusing and play on her pity and need to
'mother' you."
"Maybe it's time for a change."
"So you just say, 'How about licking out my ass,
Mom?'"
"Not quite. ...By the way, I suppose you want to
volunteer to do my ass, don't you?"
"Well, only if you insist."
"It's going to cost you, Garth."
"How much?"
"You must do what we have planned for Mom."
I did not have long to wait, for Jill was going
out the following evening. "Be ready when I
return," she said. There was a sharp image of her
pussy in my mind, but I could not picture what I
knew I'd be seeing. Yet the thought made me hard.
I tried my best not to masturbate while she was
out, since I wanted to be horny when she arrived.
At about 1am, she came in, and Mom had gone to
bed. I couldn't quite 'read' her face, but her
clothing was a little disheveled. She walked up to
me and gave me a hug. "My new friend just about
lost it when I made my request," she joked.
"I can imagine. ...'Would you mind just fucking my
ass?'"
"Just about," she said, "I didn't want to tip toe
around the topic. But time's wasting, Garth. Duty
calls. To your bedroom." When we got there I
ripped off my clothes, freeing a giant hard-on;
then she had me undress her. When we got to her
panties, I could see the wet crotch. "Sniff it."
I moved my nose against the slick fabric and
inhaled; first, the stench of jism. My stomach
went queasy, but then her musk came through as I
inhaled again and felt my cock twitch. "Take them
off." She said. I was about to toss them aside
when she said. "Lick inside the crotch, honey." I
reddened. Now it was just about power; she had it
and was going to show it off. But my cock jumped.
Putting my tongue out, I tasted the goo that had
leaked out. Then proceeded to clean them. Jill was
clearly enjoying this sight, since she lay back on
the bed and played with her pussy. She splayed the
lips; a pink gash framed in dark curls. I thought
it was as if she was saying, "You aren't getting
any." In fact, her words were "Do you think it's
pretty?"
"Wonderful, Jill."
"Don't stop licking, just watch and move a little
closer so I can stir you up. I felt her hand
moving on my cock, and every time I stopping
licking she stopped stroking. I got the idea. She
used the abundant juice from her pussy to
lubricate her hand. When I started to tense up,
she stopped. "Have a look at your destination."
She pulled her ass cheeks apart and exposed her
anus. It was swollen and I could see signs of
leakage. "This is what you want. Tell me."
"I want to lick your sweet ass." No point in
beating around the bush.
She pulled up her knees and smiled as I ducked
down to kiss her pussy, but she didn't let me
linger. "Go South, young man." She said. I started
outside the puckered rose and tasted the drippings
from her guy; I smelled her fuck and her ass
aroma. As I inserted my tongue, she relaxed and
opened for me. "Keep your lips there." Her anus
was spreading, gaping like a mouth. She was filled
with cum, and with my hand on her belly I could
feel her contracting to force it out, a gob at a
time. I think I went to some other space as my
mouth filled. It was slightly bitter. It coated my
tongue and the inside of my mouth. It kept coming.
Had more than one guy had serviced her?
"Suck me, slut," she said. My cheeks burned since
I'd never been called that. Yet I continued,
reaming my tongue in deeper. Her hand was in
motion right next to my head since she had started
frigging her clit. The effect was to increase both
the flow from her cunt and her ass. Her ass fuck,
if I may call it that, had a sweet taste, one
which intermingled with the bitter strands of her
date's jism. When she began to buck I figured
she'd accept my fingers; I shoved three of them
into her cunt and was rewarded with an
appreciative squeeze. By the time she came, it was
just pure clear juice spurting from her ass, as
clear as from her pussy. She reached down and took
some onto her fingers. Seeing it clean, she said,
"Good job. Now you may jerk off for me."
Jill began sessions with Mom, and at first things
seemed to go well. Jill would come in from her
dates, just as before, stopping only long enough
to transfer a bit of spunk back to her ass. Mom,
dutifully licking her pussy, and telling Jill how
beautiful it was, was supposed to move back to
Jill's ass, as it was offered. Instead Jill found
that Mom was more interested in fingering her.
Jill encouraged her, and soon Mom was shoving
three fingers into Jill's ass causing her to cry
out in pain and pleasure.
Yet Mom had begun to act strangely; instead of
just looking strung out, she seemed pre-occupied.
"What is it Mom?" Finally Mom looked sharply at
her and said, "I think all that's happened may
have been planned by your brother." Jill didn't
know it, but she was being tested; Mom in fact had
overheard one of our recent conversations. When
Jill said, "I don't think so," it confirmed for my
mother that Jill was equally in on it, though Mom
didn't let on. Later I learned that she had
confided in a male friend, "Jack" by name, about
whom more will be said soon. It was he who first
raised her suspicions.
A few nights later, I was at Rock's place, just a
couple blocks from home. I'd gotten to know him
better since he had first helped us out with his
famous truncheon cock. Jill returned home, and I
only learned later how the weird scene with Mom
had started. In recounting it, Jill told me that
Mom had seemed unusually warm and hugged her
tightly. They moved to the sofa; Jill laid her
purse nearby. Jill stroked Mom's breasts, and Mom
went for her pussy till Jill got her clothes off.
They lay on the sofa; she licked Jill's pussy and
got three fingers into her ass in short order.
"How are you doing, Honey?" She asked.
"Fine, Mom, you are so good to me."
"Then let's try something. I am going to use four
fingers in your ass for a bit, then, if it's ok,
insert my whole hand."
Jill didn't want to seem ignorant though in fact
no hand had ever been in there. "Go easy, Mom."
Four fingers proved quite a stretch; Jill didn't
know if the pleasure outweighed the pain, at
first, but then in about fifteen minutes her
asshole released and fell more open. Mom sucked
Jill's clit to keep her occupied. "This is it,
dear. Relax and push." With some difficulty Jill
kept calm and managed to push. Mom's hand felt
huge. "Like she was trying to shove an orange into
there," as Jill put it, later. Mom kept up the
pressure, and soon she popped past the outer, then
the inner ring. Jill's butt felt a little numb but
the hand, once inside gave a pleasant full
feeling. There was another thrust and Mom's
forearm was buried halfway up. Jill squirmed at
the new sensations and tried to get into it, until
Mom spoke.
"You know I could rip your heart out." Jill's ass
would have contracted, but for Mom's deep
insertion.
"Don't joke, Mom."
"I know about you and Garth. Or I can guess. You
both set me up. And now you will pay." Mom had
positioned herself so she was inside Jill's legs.
When Jill tried to move away, Mom said, "I'm
clenching my fist in there, dear, don't hurt
yourself." Mom looked at her watch on her free
arm, "It's time." There was a knock and Jack
Flanagan walked in; the man who had alerted Mom in
the first place. He was a lanky Englishman who'd
once had money-he could have afforded Mom a few
years back. He had apparently lost his fortune,
but he and Mom had become friends.
"Jill, I believe? I'm Jack. How's the little shag
monkey tonight?"
Jill was surprised and embarrassed. Again she
tried to move but was impaled on Mom's forearm and
could not escape. "Jack, be my guest," said Mom.
"Little slut, I'm going to let you suck the giant
lolly-- for a start." He unzipped his pants.
"Mom, how could you? I never hurt you."
"Jack, don't hurt her. Jill, be quiet and my hand
inside will not hurt you either."
Jack offered his thick veined cock to Jill.
"Open." He thrust in and simultaneously began
kissing Mom. Jill expertly took the cock, her mind
racing. He pinched her nipples, thinking her could
turn her on. Then she saw they had their eyes
closed; she sucked harder and gave a fake moan
while reaching for her purse. Finding her cell
phone, she speed dialed me over at my friend's
just a couple blocks away; she closed the purse.
She proceeded to suck Jack off.
Mom had opened her eyes by now and evidently
enjoyed seeing Jill humbled. "Jack, what should be
do to this little slut pussy? I know!" She picked
up a serving spoon, I'd left on the coffee table,
and smacked Jill smartly, centered on the labia,
and hard enough to reach the clit. "Fuck." Jill
gasped; her pussy was stinging and she was
counting the minutes. Jack said, "I like how she
jumps while she sucks, keep it up." And Mom began
with the spoon, slapping Jill's wet and tender
pussy. Jill could not scream with the cock buried
in her throat; the seconds passed so slowly. Hot
blood was rushing to her cunt, whose outer lips
became bright red. Mom, as a woman, seemed to know
just where to hit, down the sides of the labia,
and back, always to the battered clit. Hard enough
to sting viciously, but not to numb.
I saw the number on my cell phone. "Let's go,
Rock. Jill has an emergency."
"I'll do anything for your sister, you know that."
I headed for the door; the two of us, running,
arrived in about five minutes. I used my key and
we slipped in quietly. I caught sight of Jack and
heard Jill moaning in response to Mom's
'spanking'. Rock moved in and clipped Jack on the
jaw, sending him sprawling. I grabbed Mom, but saw
I couldn't pull her away. With Jill on the end of
her arm, she couldn't fend me off. I managed to
slip two fingers into her pussy while Rock grabbed
her free arm and immobilized her. I curled them up
behind Mom's pubis. Mom's temper flashed, "Garth,
watch yourself. I'll pull out Jill's guts and wrap
them around your prick. Get those fingers out of
me!" She thought there was a stand off.
"Rock, the lady's not cooperating." I nodded
toward Mom's backside. Seeing my meaning, Rock
licked two of his large fingers and thrust them
into Mom's ass. "You bastard."
"Mom, you are to slowly, slowly extract your
hand." I pulled at her cunt. "Else you could be
seriously ripped." Rock, curling his fingers,
pulled her towards himself, stretching her ass.
Her face showed surprise; both holes being
attacked. Jack, she saw, wasn't quite able to get
on his feet again, so the game was over. She
started carefully to extract her arm from Jill; we
eased up on her holes. Finally the hand slipped
out. At first Jill looked like she would cry; then
her anger flared as she gingerly checked her
swollen anus with her fingers.
"I'm not torn, but these two need to be taught a
lesson."
"I think Jack can help." He was a little unsteady,
but definitely seemed not to want to get into a
fight with the likes of Rock. "Jack, you are to
fuck my Mom's mouth and then come on her face.
Rock, you're welcome to Mom's ass, since you've
got it going there." After I removed mine, she'd
gotten used to Rock's fingers. He was no longer
trying to hurt her, and I saw her squirm slightly.
Jack stroked her gently, tugging at the nipples
and Mom's eyes fluttered.
Jill was hugging me and staring at Jack working
Mom's ass. I gave her a questioning look. "I think
I know how to have our scene. Let's proceed to
step one. Garth, be gentle with my ass, but I want
you to use it. My quim is still off bounds but
would love to have you visit next door."
"Jill, are you sure?"
"Yes, just take it easy."
"Rock, you supervise Jack." I lay beside Jill in
the soft rug. I'd felt her tight pussy just for
couple minutes, once, in preparing for Mom, and
we'd been hamming it up. Now I was invited to
enter her most intimately. She was my master in
transgression. Taking off my trousers and
underwear, I stroked the head of my cock in
between my sister's legs. She held her butt cheeks
apart. As I moved the head into the bud, I saw
Jack suddenly spew his load all over Mom's face.
Rock must have read my mind. "Jack, lick it off
and get the hell out of here." Mom tried to
protest, but Rock has by now inflamed her butt
into quite a state; her hips were grinding. Jack
cleaned up his jism, trying not to look at Mom,
then was out the door like a shot.
Jill guided my prick into the entrance, still a
little stretched. She winced, but moved her hips
toward me; my prick popped past the muscled rings
deep into her.
I looked over at Rock, and I could see Mom was
ready for him. I gave him the nod. Gentleman than
he was, he said to her gently, "I'm not going to
force you." He worked the two fingers in her ass
and stroked her pussy with his other hand. She
looked briefly at me to see if I would issue and
order, but I didn't. Between the fear and the
stimulation, she didn't have much presence of mind
left, so when Rock whispered "Fuck?" She said
"Yes" then blanched on seeing his enormous cock
whose size she had forgotten. With his truncheon,
Rock pressed into her dripping ass. I saw her anus
gradually give way, till Mom gave a cry and his
small bluish apple slipped in.
I was jammed into my sister, who surprised me with
her energy. She was grinding my cock in
complicated circular moves. Only in my dreams had
I been in a place so tight, yet perfectly slick.
Her anal muscles stroked me, made me shiver, and I
felt as if they were drawing the cum out of me. A
great tenderness flooded me. "Fuck me," she said,
"Fuck my ass." I was feeling filled, ready to
burst in my cock; our movements synchronized, then
my body started thrashing. "Fuck my ass, shoot it
in me." She grabbed my balls, rolled them into her
hands, pulled me deeper. I started to shake. I
felt entirely inside those slick walls. With a
jolt, my body emptied through my prick, and I felt
it in a warm flood of cream deep in my sister's
ass.
Rock, having slowly inserted his whole length,
began to thrust, thoroughly enjoying himself. What
a sight to see Mom impaled on a tool almost as
thick as a beer bottle. Mom had started moaning,
and it wasn't in protest. Soon he cried out during
a frantic thrust and collapsed onto her as she
came.
After a few moments of quiet panting, I withdrew
from Jill and waited for her move. "Mom" she said.
Mom merely grunted contentedly. Rock picked up his
things, smiled at me and left.
"We haven't hurt you, as you can see, but you must
realize who is in charge here. Me. You may
complain to the cops, yes, but if you talk to
anyone from now on about the tasks we set, I will
go to the police. Garth has witnessed you
molesting me on many occasions, and has even taped
some of them." Mom was silent.
"And about your punishment for your and Jack's
assault. You could refuse, but Garth saw Jack
forcing me into a blowjob with your encouragement.
You were involved in a sexual assault against your
own daughter."
"Jill, I think she sees the point. Tell her what
is required."
"Mom, you will eat Garth's cum from my ass. Garth,
anything to add?"
"Mom, there'll be some pussy discipline. For
Jill's sake." I picked up the spoon she had used
on Jill, and saw Jill's face brighten. "Please,
you can't do this," was all my mother could say.
"Can't? You brought this on yourself; and for your
hesitation there will be some initial
entertainment. Jill, go get that large blue dildo
from your room and give it to Mom. She scurried
off, in great delight, no doubt trying to imagine
my 'entertainment.' On her return, she handed the
thick weapon to Mom, who looked at me inquiringly.
"You are to frig your ass with it. And every time
I say 'stop' you will remove it and lick off
Rock's cum."
"Far out," said my sister, who started to finger
herself as soon as Mom started. Mom just her eyes
closed, as if to lessen her humiliation in front
of us.
"Fuck that thing, Mom, get into it," I said. Her
hips started thrusting. "All the way in, Mom.
That's ten inches." Soon the blue tool had almost
disappeared; here was my passageway into this
world leaking cum. "Stop," I said. Mom started
slipping it out and Jill, entranced, had a couple
fingers in her own pussy. She almost came at the
sight of Mom licking up Rock's semen. And my pole
was up, too. Even after Jill's climax, we
continued with Mom another ten minutes, alternate
ass frigging and eating. "Well done," I finally
said. "Prepare now for your daughter."
Mom lay down, and Jill positioned herself above
Mom's face but facing Mom's feet. My sister wanted
to be able to kiss me and see Mom's pussy get a
deserved thrashing.
Jill's ass was continuing to leak my jism as she
settled on Mom's face. "Begin." Jill began moving
her hips slightly. I guess Mom's tongue went in
there because Jill closed her eyes. I kissed her
and rapped Mom smartly with the spoon; right on
her clit. Her body jerked. "Eat my ass!" said Jill
grinding down in pleasure. Then I could see her
belly tense; she was doing what she'd done with
me, forcing the spunk out. My cum was dripping
down the side of Mom's face; my sister's sweet ass
had drawn so much. I smelled my jism; my mother
was slurping away, only breaking off every ten
seconds as I spanked her puffy labia, which were
becoming a brighter red. I had an image of Jill's
head emerging from there. "Suck it all!" said
Jill, speeding up her hip motions. Jill reached
down to press her own clit and put her over the
top. As she did she tensed deliberately one last
time before she convulsed. I heard the last of the
cum spurt out. Mom's licking sounds got drowned
out in her moans, for I had ended the discipline
and frigged her tenderized clit. Jill reached for
my cock, and when it came in just a few strokes,
she directed it to Mom's belly. Jill's tongue was
slithering in my mouth. Our pact was firm. We had
much to do with our new cum slut--who, I noticed,
had a distinctly contented look on her face.
"Randall" she said; it was my Dad's name that
slipped from her lips as her fingers dabbed in the
sticky mess on her stomach.
WANT MORE STORIES? Go to==> www.incesttoday.com