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He picked me up in his arms and carried me into the house to his bedroom. I thought he was going to lay me down on the bed but instead he put me up against the wall. My legs wrapping around him, I sank onto my brother's cock until he was balls-deep inside me. I started coming immediately, grasping his shoulders and pumping myself up and down on his prick! Gasping and moaning, I brought myself off over and over and over again as he held me in his strong arms.

"Fuck me...fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me! Oh god, baby brother you're so hard and you feel so good...mmmmmmm...in me..."

"You feel good too, sis."

Then he pulled me onto the bed with a roar and he pulled out of me for a second but it was only so he could flip me over and start fucking me from behind. He kept hammering me and my pussy was still so wet I couldn't believe it. I was here, naked, with my brother, experiencing things I now knew both of us had thought about but never thought we'd actually experience. How does a sister adequately describe the sensation of fucking her brother for the first time? Each time he slid into me it felt like a part of me was coming back. And he was skilled with his tool. I clenched it in my tunnel as hard as I could, flexing my muscles.

"Oh...my...god, you're tight, sis."

"Mm, thank you big brother."

Suddenly I wanted him on top of me, and I slid out of our doggie style position and over on my back, arching it to accent my tits. He placed his hands on them and kneaded them; tweaking my nipples and making me give little moans of pleasure. Dimly I remembered that I had thought he might learn a few things from me, ha, it seemed there were a few things I might pick up from him. I moaned as he slid up and into me again and I knew I was going to come again soon.

"Oh Zach, oh my god, Zach, you're so good, you're so big, and hard, and oh my god, Zach, Zach, Zachary!"

I was clasping his ass and pulling him into me as deep, hard and fast as I could. I wanted him to come so much I was seeing stars. I wanted him to explode deep inside my pussy; I wanted him to come in me as I was coming on him. At time I didn’t care that we didn’t use any protection.

"Don't stop," I whispered, "come in me...come with me...come inside me..."

The pitch of his gasps was rising as I started to come in spasms, and wetness rushed to my pussy.

"God, Di...so tight...so tight so tight so fucking TIGHT! OH…I’m gonna cum, Di… are you on a pill?"

"No, don’t worry just cum in me!" I screamed.

And then he exploded in me, shooting all his sperm inside my womb and I milked every drop I could with my pussy, until both of us were half-dead and we lay there, together, praising each other. He kept kissing me gently and telling me how much he loved my body. I told him it was his whenever he wanted it.

"Feel how wet I still am for you," I told him, placing his fingers between my legs. He told me he couldn't get hard again that fast and I accepted it. But I felt hazy, drugged, as though I'd just taken my first hit of pure crack cocaine and now would do anything to anyone to have it again. I would move heaven and earth to keep my little brother's dick moving in my pussy. I remembered the hot, intense feeling when he came inside me and I kissed him. He kissed me back.

"Thank you," he said. Then "I take it you enjoyed it?"

"It was very intense...I loved doing it. I want to do it some more."

"Do you think we should?"

I looked at him, and in his eyes I could see he was feeling guilty. I put my hand, softly, on his dick.

"Oh yes," I said, "I'm quite sure. We should...we must...we will."

Gently I moved my hand back and forth on his cock and I could feel it already hardening again under my touch. I smiled at him wickedly. "And I'll tell you something else, too. Play your cards right, and you just might get to put this big boy into mom, too."

It twitched when I mentioned our mother, as I'd thought it would. Any man who would fuck his sister...would certainly fuck his mother as well.

I took my hand from his cock and pushed him backwards onto the bed. He looked up at me and smiled as I began to lower myself onto his now rigid cock.

"You want to come in our mother, don't you?" I half squealed and half whispered.

"Yes," he agreed, pushing up into me.

Several days passed, over which Zach and I concocted a plan. See, I knew something that he hadn't, which was that mom was real horny. Her sex life with our father was not satisfactory given that mom was (like mother, like daughter), something of a nymph.

I'd found out about this one day when I was in our attic and found copies of love letters she'd written to her college boyfriends. They were so hot and heavy I'd risked discovery to masturbate, right then and there, reading about one of mom's marathon sex sessions.

Now she was married to our father who, although a very sexy man, had a bad habit of coming before she was ready. I'd found this out on a family vacation when I was 18. I returned to our hotel suite early to hear, through the little screen that separated their bedroom area from ours, my parents having sex.

"Fuck my pussy, baby," mom had hissed.

"Oh, I love your pussy...oh, oh...oh god..."

"No...Greg...don't come yet..."

"Aghhhhhhh, baby..."

Then there was silence until I heard:

"Why do you always have to come on my tits, goddamn it? And you never let me get off."

"Sorry, baby," my father said with a voice already thick with sleep. I heard my mother get up from the bed and a few seconds later heard the shower running. I knew she was finishing what my father had started.

The plan for my brother to get to fuck our mother was simple. Every year, we spent a three-day weekend camping in the mountains. This year, our father had been assigned a special assignment at work and couldn't go. I further contrived to play sick that weekend, but encouraged Zach and mom to go. She was reluctant, but we reminded her how much she enjoyed the trips, and Zach insisted on taking her shopping for some new clothes. This was also part of the plan. We wanted to make out mother start thinking of her son in a sexual way and when he came out of a dressing room without his shirt on I could see her eyes on him for a moment. But then something heavy fell across her eyes, and I knew she was feeling the shame I had when I first realized I wanted to let my little brother into my pants.

Our mother is a very pretty woman, with short blonde hair, brown eyes, and huge breasts that I've always envied. Even under the plaid shirts and jeans she was trying on, her boobs and butt would have put Madonna to shame when she was in the best shape of her life. It was funny that we were buying so many clothes, because a crucial part of Zach and mine's secret plan revolved around their not having enough. I feigned guilt at not being able to go and maybe preventing their trip, and offered to pack their suitcases for them as a reward. What I "forgot" to pack was more than one change of clothes and any of my mom's bras. Zach modeled every pair of pants he had for me until we chose the ones that were most designed to make a woman think about his cock. My brother can wear a pair of jeans like nobody's business. And the rest of the story...he'll have to tell you.

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This is Zach. I played it cool with mom on the drive into the mountains, and I'm sure she had no idea what Diane and I had planned. Step one was for me to "accidentally" fall in the lake just as the sun was going down, making it impossible to dry my clothes until morning, even by the firelight. And then we discovered that Diane had "forgotten" to pack any other clothes for me. So mom insisted that I must sleep in her sleeping bag with her, for warmth. Step three was the sleeping pill I slipped into her water. I waited, listening, until her breaths became regular.

"Mom?" I breathed, softly. No response. She had worn a long t-shirt over her panties to bed, and had made me avert my eyes while she changed. I was naked except for my BVDs, and the warmth of her body was making me go crazy. Slowly, I took my hand and slid it up under her nightshirt until my fingers were resting against the lips of her panty-clad pussy. She stirred but did not wake up. Then I gently began massaging her cunt with my palm and was quickly rewarded by the feel of it becoming warm and wet in my hand. A small gasp escaped her lips and I froze, looking up at her face, holding my breath. Her eyes were still closed. I decided the time had come to say what the fuck. I unzipped the sleeping bag slowly, exposing my mother to the night sky.

Looking down at her, I slowly and deliberately raised her shirt to her belly, and I was looking down at the striped bikini panties under which the outline of her thick bush was clearly visible even in the dark. Her breasts were as firm as a young girl, and stood up for themselves. If she caught me now, all I was guilty of was sneaking a peek.

I laced my fingers into the sides of her panties and pulled them down. God, that aroma. My mother's pussy. Part of me was still scared of what I was about to do. What was wrong with me? Why was this happening? Why couldn't I...but even as these thoughts ran through my head I was lowering my face between our mother's legs.

I reached up and fondled her breasts beneath her shirt as I quickly tongued her pussy. My erection felt harder than ever and although I was still worried she would wake up and stop me, I was committed to this now. There was no turning back. I slipped out of my BVDs and lay down on top of her. My erection rubbed against her thigh. It felt good.

Suddenly, her hands were on my chest, pushing me away.

"Who...what are you...where am I?" she mumbled.

"Just relax, mom," I said with a smile. "When this is over you're gonna feel so much better."

"Zach! No! I'm your mother!"

"I know you are, mom," I said, "I'm just going back to where I came from." With that, pinning her arms the way Diane had taught me to, I slid into my mother's hot little pussy. Oh, god. Hot, hotter, hottest. The time I'd spent with my fingers and my tongue had really paid off on her.

"No...no...shouldn't be..."

That was what she was saying but it wasn't what she was doing. What she was doing was grinding against me.

"I'm your...oh god...I'm your mother...don't...stop...oh god...feels good..."

She was practically sobbing with shame and pleasure now, and I slowed my strokes.

"My mom is the sexiest woman in town," I said, and kissed her.

"Zachary, you shouldn't be doing this to me, I’m not protected… you could get me pregnant!" she protested again.

"Yeah, but I am doing it to you, mom. And you're not gonna make me stop, are you? You're not gonna make me stop. God I love fucking you, mom."

"Oh my god, I'm fucking my little boy...no..."

"Yes."

I slammed it into her hard, and as though I'd fucked them out of her, two words escaped her lips.

"Fuck me."

"I am, mom."

"Fuck me!

"That's what I..."

"God, fuck me fuck me fuck me! Oh my god! Feels so good! I am fucking my only little baby boy son and it feels so gooooooooooooooooooood!"

This was better than Diane and I had possibly imagined. I'd found the key to my mothers hot pants.

"Fuck me! Fuck my hot, juicy pussy you little motherfucker! You sweet, little motherfucker! Fuck me hard...hard..."

My mother's pussy was like hot, liquid satin and I saw lightning bolts in her eyes and I groaned as I humped her.

"God, baby, you have such a big...such a big cock!" She growled.

"Thanks, mom...you grew it...so you might as well enjoy it!"

We were fucking like animals now, wild-eyed, wishing we could touch every part of each others bodies. My mother was a whore, my mother was my slave, and my mother was...oh my god...I was...I was...fucking my mother! The truth of it hit me like a freight train, like an explosion. I wanted her, loved her and hated her all at once, and punished her by hammering my cock into her hot, steamy box and fill it with my seed.

"Oh god, Zachary...fuck me...you fuck me so good..."

Suddenly I was cured of my fever. I didn't want to fuck her, hard; I wanted to make love to her, beautifully and slowly. Her hand rose up and lightly touched my hair.

"It's okay," she said. "Let yourself go. Lose yourself in me. Come in me. Cum in me, baby...I feel like I've died and gone to heaven."

Then, somehow, I felt a rumbling from deep within her.

"Oh god, yeah, keep moving that big, juicy cock inside me...oh yeah...you're not supposed to do this to your own mother you little bastard so you better make it worth both our while. You're such a good fuck. You're a great fuck."

"Mom...I'm gonna cum…"

"Yes, yes, yes...let it go...let it go inside me! Come on baby; fill me up with your potent sperm! You want to see your Mother pregnant, don’t you? Let’s see if you can make me pregnant!"

I came harder and more intensely than I have ever come in my life, groaning with pleasure as she sighed deeply. The idea of making my Mom pregnant made me cum even more. I shoot my load deep inside her womb, filling her with my seed.

"Yes...yes...that's right...you're my new lover...you're my hot, new lover! So big...so good...oh my...oh my god...yes...my baby...my baby's making me...oh my god I'm gonna...gonna...yes! Oh my god! Yes! Cumming!" she shouted and shook as her orgasm hit her.

"Oh, baby; that was the most intense orgasm I ever had! And you came in me like a fountain, filling me with your sperm. You are gonna get me pregnant in a couple of weeks, but do you really want too?"

"Oh yes Mom, that was my ultimate fantasy for years, but I thought you would never let me. I was dreaming of filling you and Diane with my sperm and making you pregnant every night."

"My poor baby, but now you will get your wish! We will fuck until you make your mommy’s belly swell up wit your baby, my dear stud! However I don’t know about your sister, if she would want that."

"Don’t worry Mom, Diane and I have been fucking for weeks and we didn’t use any protection. Diane isn’t stupid; she wouldn’t let me come inside her if she didn’t want to get knocked up."

"Well, then will our family soon get bigger by at least two. Then its settled baby, I will deal with your father and you just have to accomplish your mission of getting us pregnant and we will give you enough chances," as she said that she grabbed my balls "You better reload them, so their will be enough semen for me and you sister, you fucking stud!"