Disclaimer: If you are easily offended by blatant sexual stories, are under 18, or have a heart condition, don’t read this. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature, then don’t possess. All within is pure fiction - I guess.

It had been about three weeks since my mom and I had come to a new understanding about both our personal lives and our sex lives. I had floored her when I had told her that I was still a virgin when it came to fucking and that I still hadn’t let a boy get at me, despite everything else I had done. I got so flustered when I told her about losing my hymen to a carrot.

“Good morning Sissy. How’s my darling little daughter?”

I responded with total honesty. “Horny as hell mom. I fell asleep last night while reading a couple of new stories and they kept waking me up all night”

She came back with, “Well, you should have taken care of your frustrations and you would have slept like a baby.”

I knew she meant I should have masturbated, but I never seemed to wake up enough to go that far. It was still pretty embarrassing talking to my mom in this fashion. It was a lot easier when I was already sexually charged or she had me “bound” in some way.

Someone called out my name from the shed and I saw Sammy and Doug were out there. I went out to see what they wanted and was told that they wanted to go for a long walk. They wanted me to go along and I told them I had to take a shower first, but if they wanted to wait that I would hurry. I went back to take a quick shower and told mom that I would be heading out soon.

As soon as I was done with my shower, I headed for the shed. Sammy, however, was talking to my mom in the kitchen. She was holding two sodas and held them up to show me she had come in to beg for them from my mom. I grabbed one myself and we both headed for the shed. I found it odd that Sammy winked at my mom on the way out. It just didn’t seem like something a girl would do. I asked her about it, but she blew it off as the way she interacts with older people.

The three of us headed off for our walk and had a great time talking up every subject imaginable. When we got close to Sammy’s house, Doug and I were both a little put off that she decided to go home. She gave us the lame excuse that her feet were hurting. Doug and I continued on through the neighborhoods for another good hour or so. On one of the occasions that we had talked about sex, Doug got me rather aroused when he told me how wonderful my blowjobs felt. When he compared me to Sammy, I must have beamed with pride when he said how much more he liked getting them from me than her. I asked him what he had liked so much and he told me it was my enthusiasm after I got into it. Sammy took too much control and kept him from getting off.

I wasn’t sure if it was his plan or not, but his compliments turned me on so much. We were next to a small cut-through in the woods that went from the main street to our school. I grabbed his hand and told him to follow me. It must have been clear to him that I was taking him someplace to give him a quick blowjob, because he didn’t hesitate or say a word as I tugged him along. I found us a pretty well covered area and backed him into it. I warned him to keep a good eye out and dropped to my knees. As I worked to get his shorts opened, it looked like a second sun had come up the way he was smiling so broadly. That’s when I first realized that a girl was always the hero when she would offer to give a boy a blowjob. I felt so powerful as I went to work on his hard prick.

Doug was already leaking a lot of that precum stuff. That indicated to me that he was really ready for an energetic sucking. That was really good, because I had such a craving for the first time to suck a boy dry. I stopped half way through and gave him permission to do it in my mouth. I thought about poor mom being left out and how she wouldn’t get to taste his stuff this time, and how I was going to be so mean and waste it. I knew that seconds after cumming, I was going to be spitting it on the ground.

As Doug got closer to cumming, he grabbed my head and pushed into me harder. At one point he gagged me and pulled his cock from my mouth. He apologized profusely for choking me, but I told him I was okay and that it actually felt a little neat. I noticed that as he stuck his prick back into my mouth that he seemed to be testing my limits by probing just how tolerant I was to his poking. It might have been that we were out in the open air, or just that I was that horny, but getting gagged a little felt so wildly erotic to me. I encouraged him to continue doing it to me and he obliged with steady, deep thrusts at my mouth.

When he was ready to cum, I mumbled “good” and just let him have at me. His hands grabbed harder at my hair and started fucking me vigorously. When he held still in the back of my mouth, I felt like a ‘sperm can’ as some kids called girls that liked giving head. I realized I was holding still and waiting for the fruits of my labor. And then he let loose on me. I felt a shot of his sperm go into my throat and twisted away. I hadn’t meant that I was about to swallow, but I did let him finish in the cheek of my mouth.

When I was done coughing up and spitting out his cum, he apologized to me again for cumming so deeply. I told him it was okay, but that he shouldn’t do that again. While we walked back to my place, we talked a lot about swallowing. He told me it didn’t bother him that I didn’t want to swallow and that he thought it was a pretty nasty thing to expect a girl to do. I did get him to admit that it would be a big ego booster for him if I did swallow for him, but he wasn’t the kind of guy to kiss and tell, so it really didn’t matter. He was just elated that I would perform orally for him in the first place.

Doug dropped me off at the shed and we agreed to meet up later in the day. I trudged up to the house and didn’t hear a thing. I didn’t bother to look in the driveway to see if mom was home. It was the time of day that she ran errands, so I just figured she was out. I decided it was my turn to get off now, so I went to my room to do some light reading. I started to shut my door and caught a flash of my mom throwing a piece of cloth over my head. She was blindfolding me and I thought about what great timing she had. I didn’t struggle too much and allowed her to get me onto my stomach on the bed. She quickly bound my hands with some rope she had placed nearby. As soon as I was tied, I increased my struggling to magnify her fun. Then she backed off for a minute and left me wondering what she was doing. I asked her for an explanation, but she told me to be quiet.

I then felt my top being unbuttoned, pushed off my arms and behind me. I struggled against her fumbling with my shorts and made her really work to get them off me. Her voice told me she was having a lot of fun and I was getting to the point of quivering over my assault. I had fallen in love with our new game and desperately wanted to get those wild feelings she caused me. I kicked my legs as she tried to get them open wide enough to feast on me. At first, she felt me up real softly. It was different from the other times, but it felt great. She groped my boobies and pinched my nipples more softly than before as well.

She started to run her tongue all over my chest, my small mounds, and finally worked her way to the most needed area. It seemed like she had paid great attention to the way Sammy had worked on my pussy days earlier as she watched from her spot in the attic. She went much easier and with lest urgency this time. I was okay with that as long as she got me to ejaculate again. One time of doing that was worth twenty regular orgasms.

I felt her take a harder grip on my legs and pushed them as far as they could possibly go. Now she worked me over like the last times and I grinned knowing what I was headed for. I felt her tongue on my clit and a couple of her fingers sliding into me. She spent several minutes just licking me and finger fucking me until she could tell I was close to the edge. It was evident to her that I was in the throes of an orgasm as my body started to twitch under her. She stayed a smooth and even course with me until she felt my body relax. Then she went nuts on my clit from both the inside and out. I couldn’t control myself and started moaning in approval. I even told her how badly I wanted to cum again. The closer I came to that wonderful feeling, I dug my legs into the bed and pushed my pelvis up into my mom’s mouth even harder.

Then, almost without warning, my hips bucked involuntarily. I knew it was coming and I dropped my hips to the bed, tightened my pussy muscles, and waited for her to work her magic. As if she hit a release latch of some kind, I bolted upright in the bed and bent over as I felt the white ooze being spurted from me. It was such a wonderful feeling having this almost involuntary action taking full control of my body. I finally started trying to catch my breath and fell back onto the bed. I felt mom kissing the side of my face and whisper, “Are you ready for something new?”

I was so spent that I almost said no, but instead I heard myself saying, “Un huh”, to show my approval. I felt her climbing on top of me and wondered what she had in mind. The pile of goo between my butt cheeks was quickly growing cold and wet, and then I realized that I was about to get a face full of my mom’s pussy. I had seen her nude many times lately, but I still hadn’t really touched her down there, let alone tasting her. I really didn’t want to try it today either, but it would have been rude not to at least give it my best shot. Even before she got to my face, I could smell her scent. It wasn’t nearly as musky as I thought it might be, and she was holding her weight off me pretty much. She wasn’t much bigger than me, but I only weighed ninety-five pounds myself.

I felt her crotch hit my face and mom told me to go slow as I learned what to do. Her fingers pushed through my hair massaging my head as I took my first lick. I was somewhat surprised when I didn’t feel any pubic hair. She had obviously shaved herself clean for my first taste of her; my first real taste of any girl. I had played with another girl once when I was very young, but it was only about a five second taste and it had almost nothing to do with sex. It was all about curiosity.

I found it rather easy to slide my tongue through her lips and even up into her a tiny bit. She was very wet and jumped around on my tongue. I started chewing on her lips and gently biting away at her. I even playfully tugged on one of her lips and twisted my head. That’s when I found out something was wrong. Besides the tautness of her entire pussy area, I heard a girlish giggle and tried to pull away from the pussy I had thought was my mom’s. Just then my blindfold was being pulled from my eyes. I saw the hands removing it belonged to my mom, and as I looked straight up, I saw it was Sammy that was sitting on my face. I was shocked to see that my mom and Sammy had conspired to trick me into this position.

The smile on my mom’s face told me not to be too mad, so I slowly went back to tonguing my new friend’s pussy. Sammy started to encourage me into doing a good and enthusiastic job at licking her. Mom chimed in and told me not to be embarrassed, and to show her a really good time.

“I didn’t even know girls could cum like that, girl. When your mom told me that she got you to do it, I begged her to let me see her do it again. But it was me that first started working you over. Later, you two are going to have to see if you can make me cum.”

That explained why it had felt so much different in the beginning. They had double teamed me right from the start. Sammy started taking long pelvic thrusts over my tongue and it felt so erotic having to eat my girlfriend’s pussy. I think her being totally smooth heightened it all for me. It almost seemed like I was licking a very young girl without any hair to show her age. She had very full, taut lips, but they didn’t protrude far from her body. She almost looked the she had the chubby look of a little girl’s vulva before puberty. I finally knew first hand why boys liked to tease girls about shaving and seemed to be so intrigued by the thought of a bald pussy. I wondered if she had shaven just for my first go at eating pussy.

Sammy started to hump my mouth rather hard, and I knew she was close to an orgasm. That enthralled me into working harder to help her get off.

“Oh, god, that feels so good Sis. Lick me harder… chew me a little.”

I did start nibbling at one of her lips and that seemed to do the trick. She started screaming softly that she was cumming. She almost hurt me the way she took her last several rubs across my face. I couldn’t believe how wet she got as her orgasm subsided. I was proud of myself for not freaking out over her taste. The taste of her wetness had changed considerably from before her orgasm. It was neither bad, nor good; just very sexually invoking. Sammy rubbed my face with her hands as she caught her breath and thanked me profusely. All I could do was smile.

But as she started to crawl off my face, she turned to my mom and said, “You have a very talented daughter. Try her yourself and find out.”

One look at my mom kept me from getting grossed out at the thought that one of my friends would see me doing that to my own mother. Her eyes were full of heat and lust after watching me get into eating my friend out so well. She wanted a turn so bad, I couldn’t bring myself to show a negative look. My being quiet was all the encouragement that she needed. She quickly swung a leg over my body and mounted my face like she was getting into a saddle.

It felt so different with my mom’s full bush of hair, and her scent was much muskier than Sammy had been. Sammy was encouraging the both of us to work the other over really well and to enjoy ourselves. I could feel her fingers rubbing around my crotch, yet she didn’t actually touch my lips at all. She seemed to know exactly what it took to get my fires going.

My mom was holding herself off my face just enough so I wouldn’t get smothered, yet stayed close enough so that I could freely explore her lips and slit. Her clit was huge compared to mine and her hole wasn’t nearly as tight as mine, or Sammy’s. But she loved my explorations and slid her vulva across my tongue just as she had watched Sammy do to me. She pushed her fingers through my hair and held my mouth tight to her as I probed her as deeply as I could get with my tongue. Every now and then I would feel her shudder or quiver when I would electrify a particular spot.

Sammy started proclaiming my mom as the greatest mom on earth and by far, the coolest. I giggled a little to know that they had become so tight so quickly. As I continued working my mom into a frenzy, I had to wonder just how much mom had told her about what we had been doing. I had hoped that Sammy didn’t know about the boys getting to tie me to the wall, or even the extent that my mom and I had engaged. Strangely enough, I didn’t feel all that weird with my mom sitting on my face. I think Sammy was a bit of an expert at keeping me calm.

After several minutes, my mom was behaving in such a way that I knew she was getting close to an orgasm. I wished that I had a hand free so I could try to make her cum like she had me, but I knew there would be other times in the future. She kept rubbing against me a little too hard and I would whimper. She would apologize, but would do it to me again seconds later. I could tell it must have been a while since she had a man, because she was so voracious with me. When she started to have her orgasm, she bent over me and tightened her thighs against the sides of my head. I could barely get any air, but I was so happy that she was getting off for me that I went nuts sliding my tongue all around her hole, lips, and clit.

Both mom and Sammy were praising me for doing such a great job my first time out. Then Sammy stuck it to me a little by adding, “It’s going to be so much fun having such a great little cunt lapper so handy. I hope you don’t mind me using your daughter now and then?”

My mom chimed right in that she could use me whenever she needed me. I was a little put off that she would offer me up for my sexual services to one of my friends so freely. But mom brushed her hand across my cheek as she swung her leg over me to get off the bed. That gesture told me how much she loved me and was only trying to please me.

I told them they could untie me now, but Sammy’s huge grin told me it wasn’t going to happen yet. I struggled a little and she told me that she wasn’t sure if I should be freed until I agreed to certain terms. I could tell by my mom’s look that she wasn’t aware of whatever it was that Sammy had in her mind.

“What do you think mom? Should we get some rules established before we let her go?”

I wasn’t so happy at the moment. Mutual sex was an okay subject, but it sounded like she wanted to think of me as her sex slave. My reputation quickly came into play and I started to protest her having any say in what I would be doing in the future. But when she contemplated my reluctance to go along with it, she laid down beside me and started to kiss my cheek, face, and even my eyelids. She began gently begging me to be her part time lover, her sexual plaything, and told me that it was obvious to her how much I had enjoyed our playtime together.

I finally found the words to tell her I was afraid of becoming known as a carpet-muncher among my friends and at school. She quickly soothed that thought away by promising that no one would ever find out about our little games. She turned to my mom and made her promise that she wouldn’t tell anyone else either. Mom bent over me and kissed the other side of my face and said, “As long as I get my fill of you, that is.”

They both sat up and were waiting for my answer. They rubbed my chubby little mounds and tweaked my nipples, all the while being silent while waiting for me to answer them. I kept trying to tell them that I couldn’t be their plaything like they wanted, but that I didn’t mind messing around a little. They knew they were weakening me. Their hands started roaming all over my body and I even felt their fingers gently probing at my hole.

Sammy laid back down beside me and I felt her slide a couple of fingers into me. She stared into my eyes as she started fucking me with them and begged in such a whiney little voice. “Please Sissy, tell us that you’ll be our little toy. We’ll be so nice to you and we promise to keep it quiet. Pleeeaasssse……!”

Her fingers felt so damn good as they worked into me, and I was getting extremely horny again. I finally spoke the only word I could manage to escape my lips. “Okay!”

Both my mom and Sammy let out little chirps of delight, and began rubbing me all over. Mom slipped a hand under my hip and rolled me over. I felt her spreading my legs forcefully until they wouldn’t open any further. I felt so exposed as she grabbed and scrunched my ass cheeks in her hands. Sammy rubbed my back for a little while, and then as mom explored my crotch Sammy started to untie my hands.

I begged Sammy to not let the boys, or anyone else for that matter, find out about any of this. Both mom and Sammy stammered that our secret would stay kept. But when I was freed and Sammy pushed me to indicate I should roll back onto my back, she said, “But you know I’m going to have to have a little fun in front of the boys. I won’t tell them about our agreement, but we got to keep it exciting for them.”

I knew that she meant that she wanted to continue going in the fashion that we had been with the boys, but that there would now be that special ‘secret’ between us. She turned to my mom and told her that she was still very welcomed to watch from the attic whenever she wanted. That made me very suspicious about what else her and my mom had confided to each other.

Sammy got shy (a first for her), sucked up to my mom and asked, “You think I might get to try that thing now?”

We all knew what she meant; she wanted to see if mom could get her to ejaculate like me. I sort of wanted to find out myself, so I joined in and whined that mom should see if she could get her to do it. I could see mom was very hesitant at touching my friend, yet I could see the glint of lust in her as well.

Sammy started grabbing at herself and playfully fingering her own clit. It was easy to see just how hot and bothered Sammy was, and that finally made mom give in. As Sammy was lying down, I suggested we tie her hands for the effect, but she proclaimed, “Hey, you’re the plaything around here.” I was a little dismayed to hear her say it like that, but I had just agreed to their demands. However, I was going to give her a little taste of what it had been like for me.

While mom worked her way in between Sammy’s legs, I sat beside her head and started groping her chest. I loved the way her tits were already big enough so that when she laid back, they would spill and flatten out on her chest. My boobs were still in the ‘little girl’ taut stage and held their shape in any direction I happened to be in. I actually had to stand on my head to get them to reorient themselves even slightly. It got me so hot watching my mom spreading her legs and leaning into her shaved muff. I wondered if mom had ever eaten a shaved pussy before and felt pretty sure she hadn’t by the way she gently rubbed her fingertips over her bare mons. Sammy moved her butt around a little to get comfortable and grabbed at my arms as I rubbed her nipples into pert little erections.

Just as mom was starting to lightly lick at her lips, I slowly ran my hands up under her arms and pulled them over her head. I pinned them over her head and held them there as in a mock gesture of being restrained. She was a lot tougher than me and could have pulled away if she wanted to, but Sammy closed her eyes and moaned lightly as my mom started her magic. She asked me if I wanted to help out down there, but I declined this time and said mom was the expert.

I watched my mom working at her feverishly, and she too had her eyes closed. She was enjoying the taste of Sammy so much. I was glad she was so satisfied. It was so erotic watching Sammy whither under mom’s eating her and my grip on her wrists. Her chest heaving about was such an absolutely delightful sight to watch. Her nipples couldn’t possibly get any harder.

Sammy moaned that she was about to get off, and I saw mom smiling like a Cheshire cat. She bucked her hips several times quite violently and struggled to keep from crying out in ecstasy. When she opened her eyes, I informed her that that was just the beginning. Her eyes bugged out as she felt my mom shoving two fingers up into her cunt. And when my mom curled her fingers back and found her G spot, she nearly bucked away from her. I knew first hand how hard it was to accept even the softest touch there right after getting off. I held her arms tighter and told her to hang on. And since she had been giving me a hard time, I decided that if mom did get her to ejaculate, I wasn’t going to let her sit up like I had done so involuntarily myself. She was going to have to struggle through it in a prone position. That’s when I saw mom going nuts on her clit; biting at her gently and chewing her into total euphoria.

The closer mom got to making her cum, the more excited I got thinking how wild it was going to be seeing her mess herself like that right before my eyes. My cum sort of drooled out of me quickly, so that was what I expected to see from Sammy. She started twisting from side-to-side and as mom worked her fingers in and out of her, paying particular attention to hit her G spot each time. I could see mom was going to achieve her desired effect rather quickly.

Sammy was almost to the edge and let out a scream so loud I thought the neighbors down the street would hear her. I did the only thing I could since both my hands were busy holding her wrists; I quickly leaned over her and kissed her hard to muffle her cries. She tried to kiss me back, but she was way too into the building spasms to concentrate. When she started to scream again, I crushed my mouth against hers and twisted my head to watch her crotch. When mom pulled away from her muff with a huge devilish grin, I knew she was watching for the impending discharge. Mom put her hand a couple of inches in front of her hole and waited.

I saw the telltale signs of her stomach muscles constricting and relaxing, and then she started ejaculating onto my mother’s hand. It was so much different than mine. Hers wasn’t white, but rather clear. And instead of drooling from her hole quickly as I had, she looked more like a guy and squirted several shots into my mom’s hand. My mom rubbed her mons and moaned her gratitude at cumming for her while waiting for the final shots. I thought it was so weird that despite Sammy being the main recipient of the actions, mom seemed so happy as if she had done something for her. I flashed back to earlier when I let Doug cum into my mouth. Even before I spit it out, I murmured a thank you to him. I thought it was funny that he had gotten the blowjob, yet I felt compelled to thank him. I even admitted to him as we walked back home that because of that, I had to wonder if girls did that to please the boys, or themselves. I couldn’t believe that getting such a nasty thing dumped into your mouth could ever be considered a reward; yet it stood true that I had reflexively thanked him for doing it to me.

Sammy was wet from sweat all over and even had a little puddle in the well between her breast bones. Mom rubbed the caught ejaculate over her bare mons and Sammy fingered it herself. It was just liquid, not at all thick like mine had been. She gasped words of appreciation while trying to get her breath back and we all sat crossed legged on the bed to talk.

It may have been because I was the youngest, or just newest to sex, but I felt so embarrassed as they would talk about my role as if I weren’t even there. Sammy told mom that she loved the idea of having a ‘little friend’ that could quench her hornies once or twice a week. Mom chimed in that she would still get first shot at me, and then they agreed to share me. I thought, just what do they think I am, their property? Did they think they could just drag me off to a bedroom anytime they got horny and expect me to eat them out? I still didn’t feel as if I was gay, because I certainly liked boys, and their equipment. I told them that I wasn’t a toy and mom said, “No honey, but you are mommy’s little plaything, don’t you think?”

They both teased and taunted me for a bit until I agreed that I would hold to our agreement, but I told them that I expected things myself. They looked at each other and smiled; they knew they had me. When I pointed out that I still liked boys, mom told me that she was glad I did. She even told me how she had loved it when I brought their cum back for her to taste. Sammy hadn’t known that, but quickly put it together why I had disappeared into the house so quickly before. Then the two of them talked about how much they both liked eating fresh cum and Sammy told me that she would get me to like it myself soon enough. I wrinkled up my nose and shook my head at the mere thought of that happening.

Just to show them that I wasn’t a totally naïve little girl, I pointed out how I had just given Doug a blowjob earlier in the park. Sammy touched my arm and said, “Alright girl, you go.” Mom wanted to know just how cool I thought it was doing it in the park in broad daylight. I admitted to her that that was why I had come to my room in the first place - I was going to get myself off because of how wild it had been.

Sammy suggested that mom would have to blow the boys sometime herself to get their cum straight from the taps. But she shook her head furiously and said she couldn’t mess with them like that, it would be so wrong. Sammy grinned and said, “More wrong than eating my pussy? You’re such a slut, mom.”

I asked, “Mom? You’re calling her your mom now?”

“My mom is such a fuddy duddy. Can’t we share her?” Sammy went on to say how she felt so close to us both now and hoped I didn’t mind. I shrugged my shoulders and had to admit that we certainly were all close now.

That’s when I figured I’d get a leg up on my new ‘sister’ and told them that the boys were coming by in a few hours. I told them that I intended on bedding them both, but retracted my statement somewhat when mom asked if I was finally going to let them fuck me. I told her I meant I was going to suck them both off, and that my pussy wasn’t ready to fuck just yet. They both told me not to worry about it, and that giving head to guys was just as good, if not better, then letting them lay me. It was nice to have their support in that area.

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