ixing Things Up - Chapter Two

Story codes: (mmF, mm, Fm, bisexual, voy, exhib, incest, 
CFNM)

Mom softens up

I lay in bed one morning, hatching elaborate plans for Mom 
to catch me in the raw. I desperately wanted what Phil had 
at home. How could I have known how easy it would be, she 
had always been so up-tight about nudity. 

My room became a bare haven, clothing was no longer 
optional. Much to my surprise, Mom gave me no push-back 
about it. To my amazement, she visited my room more and 
more often. She'd pick-up and drop-off laundry or just want 
to talk about something. It became frequent enough that 
she'd often enter without knocking. A younger version of me 
would have objected but the new horny me, loved it.

Most of the time, she'd enter, do her business and leave 
with maybe a smile or a wink. The amount she'd actually 
check me out would vary from a casual glance to a good hard 
look. And then there were special times. Times, when she'd 
stop for a while and visit. We'd usually discussed things 
like school, homework or anything else I could come up with 
to keep our conversations going. 

Such was the case one evening when she wandered in with no 
special reason other than to talk. I was lying on the bed 
reading and she sat on the edge near me.

"You know, Tom," She said. "I've been thinking and I like 
your attitude about nudity. It's an honest need on your 
part to be naked, unencumbered by clothing."

"It is, Mom, but there's more to it than that."

"I know there is, I'm no fool," she smiled. "I know you're 
an exhibitionist as well. It's obvious you enjoy exposing 
yourself. There's no harm in that as long as you don't take 
it public. That could end badly, very badly."

"I know and I wouldn't," I said. "I'm content being naked 
here and at Phil's. Can I be frank with you though? At the 
risk of upsetting you, that is."

"Yes, you can, always. I can never stay upset with you for 
long anyway," she smiled.

"Well Mom, the simple truth is, I especially love being 
naked around you. I know we talked about it but it's more 
than that."

"How so?" She asked

"I am an exhibitionist, that's true. I love being exposed 
and in front of Phil's family or Louise, it's a real turn-
on. In front of you, though, the feeling is supercharged. 
Mom, I love it when you see me."
  
The topic of our conversation and the sexual tension in the 
room had conspired to make my cock swell to a full 
erection. I became uncomfortable and a little embarrassed. 
I apologized for it and was going to cover myself when she 
told me to stop. True to her pragmatic ways, Mom was 
unflustered and turned the moment into another 'life 
experience' lesson. 

"Honey, don't worry about that, it's only natural, an 
extension of what you just said. You want me to see you and 
now that your motives are out in the open, you're aroused. 
I think it's sweet and very flattering." 

She placed her palm on my knee and squeezed gently. My 
already erect cock jerked and precum formed at the tip. She 
withdrew her hand and smiled warmly.

"That's wonderful," she almost whispered. "To think I can 
make a virile young man react like that... well, it makes me 
feel marvelous. It may feel good to you but you make me 
feel just as incredible. I'd be a terrible mother if I let 
you shoulder all the guilt. Because you were so honest with 
me, I'll return the favor. When your erection, which is 
beautiful by the way, when the precum formed at the tip, 
the same thing happened in my vagina," she winked and rose 
to leave. 

"I'll keep coming into your room, Tom, as long as I'm 
welcome in this special new way of ours. I hope it's clear 
now that I enjoy this as much as you do. I should leave 
now, before we both get carried away. I'm only human you 
know. I'll leave you to take care of yourself and I'll see 
you at supper."

I was beating my cock before she closed the door which 
earned me another smile and wink. That was kind of a 
turning point for us. I knew I had to have her now, but 
how? There was a way, I knew there was now.

*****

Another time, I was sitting at my computer looking at 
pictures of naked women. Mom knocked and came in and I made 
no effort to hide what I was doing. She dropped an armful 
of clean laundry on my bed and strolled over to me.

"Men," she scoffed. "You're all the same. T&A, that's all 
you think about."

"It's not all by a long shot," I said and I clicked another 
link in my favorites. 

Images featuring lovely women with their legs spread wide, 
filled the screen. She leaned in to look more closely.

"T,A &P, then. What's the difference? Tell me, what's with 
you looking at vaginas anyway? There's nothing to see. Even 
when some of them are all shaved clean, they don't look 
like anything beautiful. And they look more like little 
girls, not women," she responded.

"Well, first of all..."

"Don't. Please don't try to educate me on the inherent 
beauty of vaginas. You know, I'm kind of upset that you 
continued doing this in front of me. Almost as if I weren't 
here at all. Do I mean so little to you?" 

"Come on, mom, you have no Idea how much you mean to me. 
Let me show you something."

I flipped the screen to my photo sorter and opened a 
favorite album. This time the screen filled with pictures 
of women I had collected over the years. They were all 
around the same age and mostly dressed. Some were in 
underwear or nightwear and others were in sexy poses 
showing some cleavage or leg. A couple were topless or 
nude. They were all similar in one way and yet each had a 
particular aspect that I loved. Mom leaned in once more and 
looked as I scrolled the screen.

"Hmm, this is interesting. Why are you collecting these? 
Nothing really sexy or out of the ordinary." she said. 
Although, the pictures do have a similarity. I can't-" 

A picture of her scrolled by, followed by another and 
another.

"STOP, that's me, and me again! What am I doing in there, 
Tom?"

Aside from your pictures, I've collected the rest of the 
women over the years from the net. I find them all 
attractive but not, extremely attractive," I answered. 
"Only you fall into that category."

Mom kept looking as the images scrolled by. 

"Tom, all these women look a bit like me in one way or 
another. I don't understand. What's going on here?"
 
"You're the most beautiful woman in the world to me. I love 
looking at you and at your pictures. I've never once seen 
you without clothes, even by accident. Years ago, I had an 
idea that you had to have a doppelganger out there. If she 
was on the net, there might be some nude pictures of her. 
Silly eh?"

"I set out on my crusade to find you and I scoured every 
photo database but I never once found a likeness equal to 
you. Just the same, I kept what I found. I guess the 
imitation just became good enough. Your pictures are mixed 
in there to remind me that I failed. All the others are 
proof of how unique your beauty is to me."

Mom looked stunned. She stared at me wide-eyed with her 
mouth a little open. When I spun my seat around, Her gaze 
drifted down to my throbbing erection. The head was 
glistening with precum. 

"Oh dear... Tom, I...," her mouth kept trying to form words 
that wouldn't come out. "That's flattering. My god, what am 
I saying? That's the most overwhelming complement I've ever 
received. I... I have no words, how could I know? Tom, I love 
you but we can't have that kind of love, not between us. 
You do understand that, don't you?"

"Of course Mom, but that doesn't stop me wanting you 
though. Please don't worry, I'm not delusional. I 
understand the facts and I won't bother you about my 
feelings. I'm only worried now that you'll change toward 
me. I love what we have now, that I can be free around you 
and you understand. By itself, that's a pretty good release 
for me. My feelings about you don't stop me from wanting to 
have sex with other girls either. I love that too. So 
really, Mom, don't worry." 

"You've given me a lot to think about, honey, and no, what 
we have now won't change. That would be cruel and frankly, 
counter-productive. No, we keep going the way we are. 
You're not the only one who gets enjoyment out of our 
relationship, trust me. I know I probably shouldn't do this 
but I can't resist it now."

She pulled her top over her head and off. She was wearing a 
lacy full bra underneath.

"Ready?" She asked with a nervous smile.

I nodded.

Reaching behind, she popped the clasps of her bra and it 
loosened. Her hands came forward and cupped the garment 
before lowering it slowly and uncovering her wonderful 
treasures for me. I thought my heart would burst. Mom 
actually looked a bit concerned at my reaction. Tears 
filled my eyes and Mom grabbed me and pulled me to her 
chest. My face nestled between her soft silky pillows of 
love. 

I kissed her skin over and over, unable to break free from 
her grasp. Finally, she loosened her grip and in an instant 
I sucked one of her delectable nipples into my mouth. She 
moaned, pressing my head against her and then she pushed me 
back.

"That was far more than I intended, Tom. Why don't you 
enjoy looking at me for a few more minutes. You can 
masturbate if you want. In fact, why don't you. I might 
like to see that. I'll know it's just for me and no one 
else."

I began stroking my cock. Her eyes widened and she even 
licked her lips. It was all far more than I could take and 
I came. I came so hard Mom reached over to cover my mouth 
and muffle my scream. My hand was coated with cum and she 
raised it to her mouth and licked it clean.  

"I'll bet I've shocked you, haven't I? You never dreamt 
your mom would eat your cum. Well, I never dreamt I'd do it 
either, it just felt right."

"I never expected any of this, thank you, Mom. From the 
bottom of my heart, thank you. I'll never forget what we 
did today."

"I know you won't but this won't be all for us. Just give 
me time to get it all straight in my head. I'm overcome 
with feelings and desires right now and I'm also wrestling 
with the right and the wrong of it all. Give me time to 
adjust. I said things wouldn't change between us but I 
lied, they will. Just not for the worse but for something 
else I now know we both need. I love you so much, Tom."

She put her clothes back on, got up and walked to the door. 
There was a knock. She opened the door and there stood my 
dad.

"What happened?" He said. "We were going to play some 
cards. What took you so long."

"Just working on a few life lessons with our young man 
here," she looked back and winked at me without him seeing.

She closed the door behind her and I could hear them 
talking all the way down the stairs. I couldn't make out 
what they were saying but Dad seemed upset.



***** 

Mom and I Fall in Lust

Louise, Phil and I had been going at it steady for four 
more Saturdays. We no longer needed the magazines for 
inspiration, we were doing fine on our own. The bisexual 
lifestyle suited Phil and I to a T. When we weren't doing 
Louise, we happily did each other. It was amazing the 
amount of different sexual positions we were able to manage 
during our Saturday extravaganzas. Our ability to have 
multiple orgasms really payed off, especially for Louise.

Contrary to what Louise thought, she and Phil were becoming 
closer. She wouldn't admit it but the raw sex was becoming 
more and more intimate for them. For me as well but I had 
no designs on my sister. I loved her to death but she would 
always be my sister. Okay, a sister I had wild sex with but 
not a life partner.

Phil, on the other hand was head over heels in love with 
Louise. It was so obvious it made me sad at times. I hadn't 
found the special girl yet although I was definitely 
getting a warm spot for Rachel, Phil's sister. We hadn't 
done much more than talk to each other and seen each other 
in the nude. That was it. I had hopes for more though. Hell 
I had hopes for all the women, Mothers and sisters. I'm 
just a greedy bastard I guess. 

Everything was going smoothly until Mom started getting 
suspicious. She could see the changes in all of us. We were 
becoming closer and more intimate. She wondered about our 
relationship, especially between Phil and I. In her mind 
Phil and Louise was a non-starter. That left Phil and me 
and that was something that concerned her. Funny, she never 
even suspected Louise of anything except being on the 
outside looking in. The thought she might actually be a 
participant never entered her mind. Phil was always so 
personable and smooth, she just assumed he had to be the 
bad influence.

I was pretty sure she thought I might be turning gay. As if 
people just did that. She may have been afraid it would 
change the relationship we were cultivating. Phil and I had 
a few close calls when she almost caught us having sex. She 
began giving us suspicious looks, especially when she'd 
come home and find us naked in my room. We always blamed 
the heat or our shared love of nudism but she wasn't buying 
it anymore.

One day I was doing homework in my room. Dad was working 
late as usual and Louise was away on a university research 
project. I heard Mom call from upstairs. I went into the 
hall and called up to her. I heard her voice again but it 
was too faint to make out. I climbed the stairs to see what 
she wanted.

The door to her room was open so I knocked on the jamb and 
walked in. I froze, she had her back to me and she was 
stark naked. I wasn't sure now if she had called at all and 
started to back out.

"Where are you going, Tom?" 

I looked past her. I could see her reflection in her full-
length mirror. She was everything I dreamed, so beautiful. 
I stood spellbound. She had shown me her beautiful C cup 
tits but now they were part of the whole package. From 
behind I marveled at her shapely legs and nice round ass. 
In the mirror, I could see the dark brown 'V' on her mons. 
I couldn't wait to find out how she tasted. I prayed that 
would be today. 

I had no idea what was happening. I had a raging hardon 
that was already leaking. She turned and moved up very 
close to me. 

"As you can see, Tom, I've come to terms with our 
relationship. Well, almost anyway. Now that you finally see 
me as I am, I hope it isn't a disappointment. You set such 
high standards for me and I'm afraid I'll never live up to 
them," she almost whispered.

She looked down at my cock and touched the glistening, 
precum-coated tip. She rubbed her thumb and fingers 
together and I remained mute. We had done nothing together 
since the incident in my room. I gave her all the space I 
could. I always hoped she would come to terms with our 
relationship and apparently she had. 

With one hand she caressed the top side of my shaft. Her 
other hand played lightly with my balls and then climbed 
upward until my cock was cradled between her palms.

"Mmm, I've wanted to do this for a while now. It's been 
hell looking at you and this beautiful cock and not being 
able to touch you, touch it. But I am now and I like it. Do 
you?"

"Are you seriously asking me that? Yes. Yes Mom, I love 
that you're touching me. I love it so much I think I could 
pass out. It's more than I ever dreamed."

"You don't dream enough. We need to take your dreams 
farther, to far greater heights my boy. Do you want to 
touch me, Tom? You can you know, wherever you like, as much 
as you like."

"More than you could possibly imagine," I replied.

She smiled and I cupped her breasts. They seemed smaller 
than I remembered but still way more than a handful and so 
firm, so soft. Her nipples stuck out like erasers boring 
holes in my palms. I pinched them gently, jiggling them 
slightly as I moved my hands.

"Phil's rubbing off on you more and more. That was a nice 
response," Mom said. 

"It was the truth. Always the truth for you." 

"Oh god, too much," she softly moved my hands away and 
continued holding them. "Like you, I'm still very new to 
this. My nipples have always been extra sensitive, you'll 
bring me to orgasm if you continue."

"I'd like that, wouldn't you? I want to give you lots of 
orgasms, big ones. You have no concept of how long I've 
dreamed of this moment," I said. "All the countless nights 
that I've masturbated as I fantasized about touching you; 
the made-up image I created that pales with what I'm seeing 
now. God, you're beautiful beyond anything I could have 
imagined."

"Hmm, just once I'd love to hear your father say something 
wonderful like that, just once. But I have you now. That 
empty space where I once felt sexy and appealing is full 
again."

"Tom, please don't expect everything from me today. You 
will have it all in the end, believe me, I won't hold back 
a thing. I want you to ravage my body, make me feel like a 
complete woman again. If you do that, I promise I'll give 
you every sexual, emotional and pure loving experience you 
can handle. I'll deny you nothing."

I hugged her tightly. "I can wait," I said. "One special 
favor for now though?"

"What's that?"

"A picture," I responded. "One to complete my project. No 
more searching for that perfect image."

"Yes, I love that idea, it's only fitting. Take as many as 
you want. Go get the camera."

I returned with the family polaroid. Luckily there were 
extra boxes of film. Mom was lying on the bed and I took 
shot after shot as she stretched and twisted like a cat. 
She amazed me with all her sexy poses. The look of sheer 
desire on her face. I put the camera down."

"No you don't, you're still missing one shot."

She parted her legs open wide. She wasn't shaved but she 
was beautifully trimmed. She parted her labia and her pink 
love hole blazed in contrast to her dark pubes. It was wet 
and it shimmered.

"Touch yourself for me Mom," I begged her. "Just like I did 
for you. Please Mom."

"Don't beg sweetheart, I'll do that for you. I'll do 
whatever you want, just ask. You'll be the only person 
who's ever watched me do it. Call it partial payment for 
all the gifts you've given me."

Her fingers found her hungry pussy and massaged her juices 
all over. Her scent filled the air and my senses. I only 
had ten frames left and I was careful now not to waste 
them. Two, then three fingers drove into her hole. Her back 
arched and her face contorted with lust and pleasure.

Her other hand joined in, frantically rubbing her clit in a 
circular motion. The other hand shifted to her ass as she 
rolled on her side and bent a leg holding it up high. The 
picture was amazing, so erotic, so nasty. This wasn't my 
demure conservative mother anymore, this was a sexual 
machine. There was no question where Louise's or my own 
sexual appetite came from. 

Mom exploded with a crushing orgasm and the two frames I 
caught of it would never do it justice, but I would know. 
Every time I'd see those pictures, I'd remember.

I put the camera down and crawled onto the bed beside her. 
We hugged and shared our first kiss. It was tentative at 
first. Like so many other things we would soon experience, 
we hadn't accounted for the strangeness of the feelings at 
first. I grabbed her tit and massaged it roughly as our 
lips joined again and our tongues did battle. I rolled on 
top of her and we kissed more and more passionately.

"Don't penetrate me, Tom. Please, not yet, not yet. I'm not 
ready."

"I won't but I can make love with my mouth too, can I do 
that?"

"You want to eat my pussy? Your mother's pussy? Do you like 
it when we talk dirty?" 
"Oh yeah, Mom, I love it, feels so nasty some how."

"I like it too and, yes, of course you can eat my pussy, 
I'd love it. Just bring your beautiful young cock up here 
first. I'm still a bit sensitive down there and a nice blow 
job will give my pussy a chance to recoup. Besides, I want 
to taste your cum again." 

I got up on my knees and walked my cock up to her face.

"Watch me, Tom? Watch you Mommy suck this beautiful cock. I 
want a salty snack from you now."

She took me into her mouth and her tongue bathed my cock as 
I slid in and out of her starved hole. Her movement slowed 
so I grabbed her head and faced-fucked. She squealed and I 
hoped it was from enjoyment. Soon I felt the tingling in my 
balls and my cock stiffened as I delivered my load in to 
her mouth. She squealed louder and this time I knew it was 
a good thing. She kept sucking and sucking until I was 
drained and deflated. I lay beside her and we kissed 
passionately again.  

"You're full of nice surprises," Mom said, "Most men rarely 
kiss after a blowjob, they're so terrified of tasting their 
own cum."

"Not me, I love the taste of cum," I said.

"So you've eaten yours?" She asked.

"Yes, I have."

"Anyone else's?" She pressed.

"And what if I said yes?" I asked.

"I don't know, have you?" 

"I have, Phil's. Lots of times. We have all kinds of sex 
together. Me, Phil and his girlfriend."

"Hold on, the three of you? All at once?" She stammered.

"Yeah, Mom, the three of us. Phil and I are bisexual.

I paused to let it sink in. She looked confused at first 
and then a light went on. "How long?"

"Not very long, a few months. But I feel like I've known 
them both all my life, especially her. I've had such deep 
feelings for her since the first time we spoke intimately 
and shared secrets much like we're doing."

"Oh, oh my I... Well, it's not often I'm at a loss for words, 
Tom. Fuck, I just don't believe it."

"Wow, you ARE upset. I've never heard that word come out of 
your mouth. I guess my secret was bigger news for you than 
either of us anticipated. I figured you'd be relieved I 
wasn't gay. Happy I was having a normal sex life."

"Part of me is actually pleased, but a normal sex life? 
Seriously? I'm kind of conflicted about this." 

"You know, I heard something once, 'people who limit 
themselves to conventions, get exactly what they deserve, a 
conventional sex life. I didn't go searching for this, it 
found me. I don't regret an instant and I have no intention 
of ever changing. Only time could change things for me 
now."

"Well, honey, my viewpoint is based on that conventional 
sex life. Now it hasn't been what I dreamt it would be, but 
I've had few complaints."

"I respect that, even though I have no complaints at all. 
I'm only asking for the same respect in return. Okay, I'm 
only sixteen, but Mom, this is who I am now. You can't send 
me to my room or tell me I have to stop. The genie is out 
of the bottle and I still have a few more wishes. Actually, 
only one more. Lying here with you has burned up the 
biggest one."

"My goodness, Phil really has rubbed off on you. You never 
used to speak that way and believe me, I like it. Okay, I 
understand your position, I really do. But I'll have to 
grow into it. This doesn't mean you two can be open about 
everything around me. I'll need time to digest this news. 
Maybe you could stop the sleepovers for a while. Just until 
I come to terms with all of this. Meanwhile, I think my 
pussy has recovered, if you're still interested?"

"Shit, are you kidding? I was beginning to thing we were 
done. I can't wait to taste you, Mom. You can thank my sex 
partners for what you're about to experience. I'm told I'm 
not too bad at it."

"You'd have to be pretty terrible to be worse than your 
father. That's when he even bothers to visit down there."

"I'll visit as often as you'll let me, Mom. It's what I 
tried to say the other day. I love pussies, can't get 
enough of them."

"Sounds promising. Go boy, show me your stuff." She parted 
her legs.

I didn't commit the sin of diving right in. First, I kissed 
and licked all over her mound. I was sad she had so much 
hair, I knew how much more she'd feel without it. Just the 
same, I did my best to give her the maximum sensation I 
could. I moved from her mound down in between her legs, 
bypassing her clit and simply lapping her pussy lips 
thoroughly. Positioning myself between her legs. I raised 
the left one first, paying homage to her soft inner thigh 
and then I did the other. 

"Oh you little treasure, you are good at this aren't you." 
Mom cooed.

I returned to her pussy and as I gave it broad licks and 
slipped my hands under her knees. Raising them both up and 
back, her pussy was better exposed as well as the full, 
round globes of her ass. Pressing her legs farther back, 
her cheeks parted. I ran my tongue up the crack of her ass 
and she wiggled her hips as she giggled.

"You're such a dirty little boy. No one's ever done this to 
me before. I can't believe I'm a virgin to my sixteen-year-
old son. This can't get any better, it just can't."

I licked her ass and pried at her sphincter with my tongue. 
All the while she cooed and moaned. I licked from her 
backside, through her ass, up her pussy to her clit. 
Pressing the flat of my tongue against her love button, she 
wiggled her hips rubbing her sensitive clit against me.

"OH FUCK, you're more than just good at this. You're a 
fucking prodigy. I'm going to come any second now." 

"Oh no you won't, not a big one anyway." I said as I slowed 
down to get her more relaxed. I kissed all over her ass 
cheeks and then up each leg to suck on her toes."

"Oh god, honey, don't ever stop this, PLEASE. I never new I 
could feel this way again. It's so good, so powerful. I 
love you honey, mommy loves you so much."

Allowing her legs to descend back on the bed, I shimmied up 
between them and buried my face in her slippery wet cunt 
again. Her back arched at my assault. Louise had schooled 
me well on the fine art of pussy loving. I took to it like 
a fish to water, developing a profound addiction for it. I 
learned the differences between internal and clitoral 
orgasms and I mastered bringing them both on at once.

Mom was about to discover this, as I circled her clit with 
my tongue over and over. Inserting two fingers into her 
love hole, I probed inside. Soon I located the elusive G-
spot, my favorite wrinkled patch of joy. It was larger than 
Louise's. I scraped it gently with the back of my 
fingernails, instantly she jerked and then cooed softly.

I began nursing at her clit, very gently at first as her 
whole body lined up with what I was doing. Her legs bent 
and hugged me. Her hips followed the movement of my fingers 
and her breathing was deep and her chest heaved. I watched 
her tits rise and fall, mesmerized. Reality struck, these 
were Mom's tits. This was Mom's pussy. The thoughts only 
fueled the fire in me even more. Gradually, I increased the 
pressure on her G-spot and clit. Moments later, I could 
feel the walls of her pussy contract. She clawed at my head 
like a mad woman, whining and yelling.

"Tom, what are you doing? Wha... what's happening? I..."

I stopped when it was obvious her clit was now too 
sensitive but I finger fucked her slowly as her huge orgasm 
passed and she calmed back down. Soon she became relaxed 
and I lay on top of her again. We kissed once more, not 
passionately this time but lovingly. Very lovingly.

"Oh Tom, honey, where have you been? What took me so long 
to do this with you? If I only knew what you were capable 
of, we would have done this a long time ago. Still want to 
fuck me? I'm more than willing now, if you want to, that 
is?"

"Oh yeah, I want to alright, more than ever now. But I 
don't want just a fuck, I want to make sweet love to you, 
Mom. It's getting late and we'll need much more time than 
we have now. I can have a lot of orgasms you know and with 
you, I want to set a record."

"I give up. I'm completely out-classed. Oh honey, I do want 
you to make love to me. Sweet, sweet, ever-lasting, 
beautiful love. Stay home from school Monday. We'll have 
all day together and we'll go for that record, I can't 
wait. Thank you, baby. Thank you so much. Mommy has a new 
lover in her life and it's you from now on." 

Her words made me melt. I was going to explode with all the 
love I felt for her at that moment. "I love you, Mom. More 
than you could possibly imagine. I want to be your lover 
forever now."

Later that day, when Phil and Louise were there, they were 
pretty upset about the sleepovers. At first, Louise was 
angry with me about what I told Mom about Phil's 
girlfriend. In the end, she understood why I'd done it. Mom 
could be a force to recon with when she wanted the truth. 
Louise was a little flattered and touched by my story. I 
could tell, our lovemaking became more intimate after that.

Without a place to enjoy each other, it wasn't long before 
we all became a little frustrated. I switched to sleeping 
over at Phil's and at least he and I had some sex. 
Unfortunately, Rachel was even more suspicious than mom and 
she kept an eagle eye on more than just our bodies now.

After two weekends, we started sneaking back to my place on 
Saturday mornings. It was wonderful to resume our amazing 
sex life with Louise, but it wasn't the same. Always 
sneaking around and watching the clock put a bit of a 
damper on things. Still, we hoped Mom would come to her 
senses at some point.

***** 

It Looks like June

The first two weeks sleeping over at Phil's, were eventful. 
I stayed over from Friday to Sunday and things got fun on 
the very first weekend. 

After school, Phil and I hurried home and stripped. Rachel 
was expected at 4:30, so we had time for some all-out, no 
holds barred sex. We knew that sex during the night would 
be difficult now, it would be very difficult not to make 
noise. We were doing it all now, Louise had made sure we 
tried everything, including anal. Something we both loved.

On the first Friday, we lay naked on Phil's bed, both sated 
and feeling the afterglow of incredible sex. It was a given 
between us that I gave the best blowjobs but Phil's 
beautiful thick cock was a clear winner in my ass. It took 
some getting used to at first but now I loved how that 
thick beauty filled me up. He needed a lot of lube to keep 
it comfortable but man, it felt so good in me.

"Phil, what's your mom like? I've never met her and you 
never talk about her. What does she look like?"

"She's a lot different from your Mom, although they're both 
really pretty. She's much more filled out. She's not what 
you'd call fat, she calls it full-figured. I call it 
fucking sexy as hell. She's shaped like an hourglass with 
huge tits and hips. Her ass is big, round and it sticks out 
a mile. Everything she wears is black and too tight. She 
says it makes her look thinner. She's always down on 
herself about her looks, no matter how much I tell her how 
sexy she is.

"Man, did you rehearse that? That's quite a description. 
All that's missing are her measurements."

He smiled. "I know, I don't talk about her much but I love 
how she makes me feel. Your family is so picture perfect, 
sometimes it can be a little intimidating. I think my mom's 
sexy as hell but she's still miles away from your mom. Now 
she's amazing to look at."

"I agree about my mom but, I can't wait to meet your's. 
What's her name?"

"June, and she likes it when my friends call her by name. 
Makes her feel young and part of the gang I guess."

Later, when Rachel came home, I slipped right back into 
being naked around her. She seemed to appreciate it very 
much. However, when Phil's mom came home, we both dressed. 
That was something Rachel didn't appreciate. 

His Mom came to Phil's room right away to meet her weekend 
guest.

"Hello there, Tom. I'm..."

"June," I answered for her. She was startled but she 
smiled. "I could have picked you out on the street from 
Phil's description."

June looked bewildered and looked to Phil for an 
explanation. From the corner of my eye, I saw him lock his 
fingers behind his neck and lean back with a broad smile on 
his face.

"Don't look at me, it's all him, honest. I told him what I 
thought, the rest is what he sees. I keep telling you don't 
I?"

"I'm so sorry, I'm afraid we openly at home and I tend to 
speak mind. Phil had me expecting his beautiful mom and 
well, you're so much more. Geez, I'm sorry, again, I'll 
shut up now."

June was everything Phil described and then some. The woman 
exuded sex. She was wearing black from head to toe, all 
tight and bursting at the seams. Her business attire had 
been tweaked with adjustments to make her feel sexier. They 
did make her sexier, only in a more desperate way. Her 
jacket covered a sheer, slightly translucent cami. The 
neckline went across the top of her double or triple-Ds and 
showed a nice amount of cleavage.

Her skirt was almost a mini, definitely too high for a 
woman her age. For me, though, it made my mouth water for 
what lay up in between. She removed her jacket and her top 
was more than just translucent. I could clearly see the 
plunging, half-bra that held her magnificent breasts at 
bay. My jaw dropped and a sly smile came over her. She'd 
done that on purpose.

"Don't fret," June said. "I appreciate the complements, I'm 
just not used to them. I'm glad you like what you see, 
gives me hope. Dinner's in an hour, boys," she turned and 
left. Her majestic big ass swayed side to side down the 
hall, until she turned into her room.

"Not bad eh?" Phil smiled.

"Damn Phil, I think I'm in love. I wish we were naked."

"I know. She never believes my hardons are for her. Such a 
waste."

Later, during our first family dinner together, Rachel and 
June were having a flattering exchange about how cute I 
was. Then Rachel dropped a bomb.

"Mom, you've got to see Tom in the raw, then you'd see how 
really cute he is. Phil's cock is bigger, but Tom's is 
beautiful too and I love his tight ass."

I choked on a mouthful of food and Phil began laughing.

"Really? And when did you make all these observations?" 
June asked.

"He's like Phil, Mom. They both strip when they get home 
from school. I've seen him twice and he's not shy at all. 
Well, maybe a little, but that just makes him cuter. They 
dressed for you before you got home."

"So, we have another exhibitionist here," June smiled. 
"Tell me, Tom, how do feel about this household, a little 
weird maybe?"

"Not at all. My mom and dad aren't big on nudity but they 
see nothing wrong in it. My mom catches me naked now and 
then and my sister, well she thinks nothing of it. We stay 
naked whenever we're alone."

"I for one don't have the body for it," June said. "But 
then," she continued, "Rachel here does. She'd rather not 
indulge, though. Then there's Phil, we can't keep a stitch 
on him, but you already know that. In all honesty, it's 
nice to look at him. Keeps me young and even a bit aroused 
at times, I'll admit to that."

"Whoa, Mom! Thanks, the next hardon's for you," he laughed. 

"Don't get carried away, young man, I'm treating everyone 
at the table like adults now. Don't make me regret that 
decision."

"Tom, feel free to strip any time you want, except if we 
have company, of course. I'll look forward to it."

"Thanks, I will, right after dinner."

"Why not now, for dessert," Rachel laughed.

"Rachel!" June chastised her.

"Why not indeed," Phil said. He got up from his chair and 
stripped everything off. As he returned to his chair, he 
looked at me. "Your turn, Tom," he said.

I looked to June for silent permission.

"Go ahead," she smiled, "but only if you want to. Don't let 
these two intimidate you."

"Don't worry, I'm not intimidated at all," I said as I rose 
and stood close to June. I wanted her to have a ring-side 
seat while I disrobed.

"Isn't this a nice dessert," June chuckled. "I think I  
burned a few calories watching. Okay, enough wickedness, 
boys it's your turn for the dishes tonight. The ladies of 
the house need to relax and keep an eye on the help," She 
laughed.

Phil and I happily did as we were told. Hell, it was a 
bigger treat for us. The women talked and watched us, 
sometimes leaning in to whisper to each other and giggle.

We finished and went to Phil's room and left the door open. 
I did the glass of water trick with June later and she 
almost burned holes in my skin looking at me. Phil was 
better eye-candy as far as I was concerned, I felt it had 
to be the novelty. 

"Help yourself from now on, Tom," she said. "There'll be no 
need to find excuses. Just come right up to me, I'll know 
what you want. I love looking at you and I know you love me 
doing it too. Am I shocking you, honey?"

I was hard as hell and I stood directly in front of her 
like she said I could.  

"I'm not shocked, June, I've just never met someone who 
understands me like you." I stuck out a hand. "Look, my 
hand's shaking."

"What a sweetheart," she said, smiling at me. "You're a 
treat for my eyes. I'm really going to enjoy looking at 
you, Tom. By the way, tell Phil what I said, I've never had 
the nerve to tell him." 

"I'll tell him, he'll be thrilled," I said. "You have no 
idea how much he worships you. You're a sex goddess to him, 
me too."

She took my hand and kissed it, then pressed it against her 
left breast.

"Do you like big tits, Tom? Really big ones?"

"I've never seen any in real life, but yes, who wouldn't. 
Yours look like they'd be incredible."

"Let's get to know each other better and maybe I'll expand 
your experiences one night, you never know. Go back to Phil 
before he comes looking." She moved my hand back.

As I walked past Rachel's door, it was open and she lay on 
the bed naked. 'Man, can this night get any better,' I 
thought. She got up, walking to the door to close it.

"A little payback for dessert, thanks," she spoke softly. 

I was speechless. Phil was right, she had a killer body. 
She threw her long tresses of black hair back and stuck out 
her full, round tits. She had large dark red areolas and 
small nipples. A full muff covered her mons, nicely trimmed 
though. I just nodded and she closed the door.  

"Man, I think I'm really going to enjoy these sleepovers," 
I said as I entered Phil's room. "Would you be pissed if I 
fucked Rachel?"

"She flashed you her bod, didn't she?" He chuckled. "Don't 
bother answering, I saw you standing at her door. I've 
never seen you get hard that fast. You know, Tom, I am 
fucking Louise, your sister, right?" 

"Yeah, I know, but it's not like Rachel's will be into a 
threesome with her brother? I kind of doubt it."

"Tell you what, let me have some alone time with Louise now 
and then and we'll be even."

"Fine, I think we're good with that. Now how about your 
mom?"

"Oh Tom Tom Tom, do you really think you can land the big-
white?" he began to laugh but soon stopped when he saw my 
expression. "Nooo, really? You really think so?" 

"She made some moves." I said.

"Moves? Like what, spill!"

"I went in earlier for the glass of water trick and she 
told me not to pretend, just stand right in front of her. 
She said I can do it whenever I want and she'll be happy to 
help me out."

"No, I don't believe you, not her."

"Get ready because I know you're not going to believe this 
either. She asked me to relay that information to you. She 
said she's never had the nerve to tell you herself and she 
realizes we're pretty tight."

"Man, my head's spinning. Was there anything else?"

"Oh yeah, she asked me if I liked really big boobs and then 
she held my hand on her tit. She said that maybe, when we 
knew each other better, she might expand my experiences."

"Well, Tom, I yield to the superior swordsman. Look what 
you've accomplished in just one day." 

"Right, need I remind you of your first afternoon at my 
house? My sis showed up almost naked to swim with us and 
then she stripped, a thing I hadn't seen since we were 
kids. We sucked her tits and you fingered her before she 
gave us both handjobs. The next morning we got the whole 
three-ring circus."

"All right, we did score pretty big that day, huge even. 
Can you believe how our lives have changed since we met? 
It's been a steady run of unbelievable luck.
 
"I know, it's unreal. I hope it never lets up. Why don't we 
do a nice long sixty-nine and then call it a night?"

I turned out the lights and crawled up beside Phil. We 
preferred doing it on our sides, it worked better that way 
with two cocks. I sucked, kissed and licked his gorgeous 
cock while I played with his balls or fingered his ass. 
After maybe an hour, he came first and I soon followed. We 
snuggled for a while and then I moved over to the other 
mattress. We didn't want June coming in and catching us. 
Especially now that I had a shot at the brass ring.

***** 

Monday with Mom

Monday with Mom finally arrived. For half the weekend, we'd 
been exchanging glances and smiles. I left for school as 
usual and then returned when I knew Mom would be alone. I 
walked into the kitchen and she was sitting naked at the 
table.

"This is a nice surprise," I said as I approached and 
leaned in for a kiss. 

I squeezed her breast, playing with her nipples as our 
kisses became deeper and more passionate. She stood and the 
kisses were full on loving and all-consuming now. We broke 
for air and she looked at me with her hazel colored eyes. 
Her expression was so warm and loving. I could feel her 
love like an energy field between us. 

"I can't believe it, we have the whole day to ourselves, 
honey. I've been so excited, I've been feeling like a young 
schoolgirl."

"Today you are," I said. "You're my beautiful girlfriend 
and we snuck back into your house while your parents are 
gone. We're finally going to make love, for our first 
time."

"This IS kind of like that, isn't it?" Mom smiled.

She pulled my hand to her pussy and pressed my fingers 
against her soft wet vulva.

"But I doubt your little schoolgirl lover would have the 
same wicked plans that I have for you. First, though, I 
have to get something clear between us."

"What's that, Mom, is there a problem?"

"No, I just need to make something clear with you. When 
we're alone like this, like lovers, we're equals in all 
things. I'm you're lover more than you mother. But any 
other time, I'm your mother first and foremost and due all 
the respect and obedience I must have. Do we have an 
understanding?"

"Yes we do, I can understand that. If things change too 
much between is, the others will get suspicious and that 
could mean big trouble for us. You have my word. I'll be 
your loving obedient son whenever I'm not your nasty little 
motherfucker."

"A little more graphic than I intended but I guess you soon 
WILL be my little motherfucker," she chuckled. "So, let's 
take this upstairs," Mom said. "I can't wait another 
minute."

I couldn't keep my hands off her as we ascended the stairs. 
On the second-floor landing, I stopped her and knelt to get 
a taste of her pussy. I sat on the floor and she parted her 
legs to make room for me.

"Stop, Tom, wait until we're in the room."

"I can't wait, I need to taste you now. Please Mom, I won't 
be long."

"Fine," she giggled. "It's been an awful long time since 
someone needed me this badly. Take all the time you need. 
I'll just relax and enjoy it. Ohhh, Honey, you're so damn 
good at this," she murmured. "My pussy will never be the 
same after you, sweetie. You're ruining me for your father, 
you know that."

"I am?" I suddenly felt guilty.

"NO! Silly," Mom could barely compose herself. "He should 
thank you. He'll have far less to do now because I 
certainly won't be bugging him for sex anymore. I'll be 
getting more than I ever dreamed of from you. Oh, honey, 
you're such a stud-muffin and I love you so much."

Mom clenched her fist and dug her nails into my shoulder as 
she came. I slurped up all her lovely juices and then 
licked up the crack of her ass. 

"No no no, pussy break's over. Out of my ass and on your 
feet, young man. Mommy wants some cock, and she wants it 
NOW," she laughed as she spun around and pulled me to my 
feet.

We resumed our climb up the stairs and when we arrived in 
her room, I took her into my arms and we kissed ardently. 
Louise and I never kissed like Mom and I did. Although our 
lovemaking had become much more loving and affectionate. 
Just the same, the feelings I experienced kissing Mom were 
new to me. Far more exciting than I ever thought possible. 
I would get completely lost, as our mutual passion grew and 
grew.

We broke from our all-consuming embrace. "You know," I 
said, "I may be good at the basic stuff but it's the 
special things like kissing now that really get my motor 
running. I never knew there was so much to it and how 
powerful it can feel. You're an amazing kisser, Mom."

"You know what's amazing? What you just said. Good at the 
basic stuff? Are you kidding me? On the best day of his 
life, your dad couldn't give me oral pleasure like you. 
Most men couldn't. You have a gift and the stamina of youth 
and that's a potent combination. I can't wait to enjoy you 
some more and I know it will all be fantastic. Tom, you're 
going to be the best lover I've ever had, I know it now. 
You're also a damn good kisser too, by the way."

She took my hand and led me over to the bed. We pulled the 
covers down and lay on the crisp, clean sheets. We ran our 
hands all over each other as we continued to talk. 

Mom stretched out like a lazy beautiful cat. "God, we have 
all day together, let's go slow and take our time, okay? I 
want to savor every minute with you."

"I'm fine with that," I said. "I want today to last forever 
too. How is your clit, still a little sensitive?"

"It's getting there."

She sat on her knees and ran her hands around my hips, then 
down all around my thighs. "Spread your legs for me, Mommy 
wants to check you out a bit. I want to know every inch of 
you now." 

She bent forward and studied my sex closely, scrutinizing 
my cock and balls. "When I can't have you like this and I'm 
thinking of you, I want to have a perfect image in my mind. 
Would you believe it, I masturbated in the shower thinking 
of you for the last four mornings? I felt so wicked."

"It's freaking me out to think of you masturbating about me 
but, welcome to the club. You've been the object of my 
jerking fantasies since I first touched myself."

I pulled her back up and we kissed some more. This time the 
passion was different, deeper, more intense. I knew it was 
time and I shifted on top of her. My cock was aching to be 
in her and she reached down between us and guided me 
between her slippery soft lips. 

With two easy thrusts I was deep in her and I stopped. "I 
doubt I'm taking as much room as the last time I was in 
here," I grinned.

"Shut up you cheeky little bugger. Are you going to make 
love to me or just make wise cracks?" 

"Okay," I said as I thrust myself in as far as I could. 

"Uhh, that's much better, fits like a glove. Fuck you feel 
good in me."

"God, I love your pussy, Mom. You're so warm and delicious, 
tight too. I can almost feel your heartbeat."

I withdrew and then slid back in. Again, she arched and 
moaned. I slid my hands under her shoulders and grabbed 
onto her as I pulled myself up and into her with more 
force. My cock was harder than I'd ever felt it. It was 
like a weapon with a mind of its own. Seeking, penetrating, 
probing, pushing. Mom was beginning to make whining noises. 
I liked that, it made me feel powerful and strong, in 
control.

Her legs raised and bent as her heels pushed at my ass from 
behind. My cock tingled and my balls constricted. I was 
going to cum and I couldn't stop. I concentrated, trying to 
stall the inevitable. It was no use and I came in huge 
blasts as Mom cried out. I couldn't stop, I wouldn't. I'd 
never done it before but I had to keep going straight 
through.

Her pussy was flooded with my spunk and the added 
lubrication was reducing the sensation in my cock. I felt 
myself beginning to soften. I looked at Mom's beautiful 
face beneath me. Her hair now sweaty with strands here and 
there. The lust still burning in her eyes. Her lips moved.

"Love me, Tom, make love to me. I made you for this moment. 
Love me!"

My cock sprang back and tears seeped from her gorgeous 
hazel eyes. My weapon launched into her deep folds and she 
cried out in ecstasy. One little orgasm wouldn't be enough 
though, not for our first time. I wanted my dad to 
disappear from her memory. I would be her only lover from 
now on. I would claim her. She'd be mine forever.  

I pushed on and on. There were two, three then four more 
orgasms and now I felt my second orgasm coming on. I threw 
myself into a last-ditch effort and again it was her 
heartstoppingly beautiful face that looked up at me. My 
cock responded and I came as I pulled hard at her shoulders 
trying to plant my seed as deeply in her as humanly 
possible.

Completely exhausted, I rolled off her to her right side. 
Nuzzling my face into the nape of her neck, Mom was silent. 
She lay there, eyes wide and her mouth slightly open. Her 
full tits heaved as she drew deep breaths. I began fondling 
one, caressing it and pinching her taught nipple. Still no 
word, not a peep. 

"Are you alright, Mom? Was I too rough? I'm sorry if..."

"Quiet! Don't you ever say you're sorry about sex again, 
not to me. I'm trying but I can't process what I'm feeling 
right now, it's all new ground. A whole new world has just 
opened itself to me and I... I don't know what to do with it. 
I'm at such a loss."

She rolled on her side and looked into my eyes.

"Tom, honey, you're too much for me. I don't know if I 
could live through another assault like that. I've never 
felt so lost."

"Don't say that, Mom, please. I can't lose you, not now 
that we're finally together. I pushed too hard, I wanted 
you all to myself, make sure no one could take you away. 
You made me for this, Mom. You said so yourself. I can slow 
down, make it easier on you. I can, trust me."

By then she was beginning to come to her senses. She smiled 
warmly. "Don't worry, I was just blurting there. I'd never 
let you go now, never. You wanted me? Well I'm yours and 
your mine now. I knew what you were doing and you succeeded 
beautifully. I AM YOURS, fully and completely, for as long 
as you want me to be.

We cuddled lovingly and rested before going back to the 
kitchen to eat. We sat on the same side of the table, 
always within arm's reach as we talked.

"You know, you probably won't want to hear this, but I 
think Phil is as good a lover as I am, maybe better in some 
ways."

"Mmm, and is his Mother as lucky as I am?"

"No, not yet. She does drive us both crazy, she's built 
very differently from you, much more of everything. Not fat 
though."

Mom looked at me with a puzzled expression. "And if she 
were fat?"

"I don't think it would make much difference to me. For 
sure it wouldn't to Phil. He worships her."

"Lucky her. So, should I be Jealous?"

"Seriously? Mom, I love you. Being with you is the most 
important thing in my life. Nothing in the world could be 
more important to me than us. Nothing!"

"Whew, no one's every said something like that to me," her 
eyes began to well up. "Honey, I've always loved you and 
Louise more than anything. You're my children. But now, now 
you're my lover too. It seems impossible to love you more 
and maybe I don't. But I do need you more now. I need you 
to fill me with love. Too make me feel like a complete 
woman again, wanted, sexy and desirable."

"I'll do that and more, Mom. I'll make you feel wanted and 
needed every day for the rest of your life."

"That's sweet, but a little unrealistic, honey. I love you 
for wanting to but I know it can't happen, especially with 
your father around. What are you going to do, grab my tits 
at the dinner table? Finger my pussy while we watch TV? 
Let's change the subject, tell me more about Phil and his 
family. I'd like to know more about them."

"Sure, if you want. Like I said, Phil's a terrific lover. I 
may have him beat in oral sex but not by much. His 
beautiful big fat cock can drive a woman crazy. I'm jealous 
of it."

"Shouldn't be, I love this cock of yours. Size does count, 
don't ever believe a woman who says it doesn't. But skill 
can trump size to. Too many men just rely on their size to 
do all the heavy lifting and they fall way short on the 
delivery. Are you always naked at Phil's?

"Pretty much every chance we get."

"And always in front of his mother and sister?"

"Oh yeah, especially then, I love how they check me out all 
the time. I watched you do it once too when you thought 
Phil and I were sleeping. You checked us both out for a 
long time. I loved it."

"You weren't supposed to see that, it was a moment of 
weakness." 

She reached over and caressed my soft cock. "You know, I 
love these in both their states, hard and soft. But 
truthfully, soft is my favorite. There's something about 
the feel of it in my hand. It feels so sweet and tender to 
fondle and play with. You know what else I love?" Her face 
became coy and naughty.

"No, tell me, what?"

"I shouldn't. It's just not the kind of thing mothers and 
sons talk about," she teased. "Besides, only your father 
knows about this, it's our secret."

"Can't it be ours as well? Sounds like something I might 
enjoy. Please tell me. I shared my secret about Phil and 
his girlfriend with you."

"You did, and does this girlfriend have a name?"

"Of course but that has to be another secret, you know 
her."

"Oh my, now you have peaked my curiosity."

"So, back to your secret, please tell me."

"Fine, I will then. It's something I just love doing. I 
love taking a soft penis in my mouth and tasting it all 
over with my tongue. I adore the feeling of it as it 
becomes hard, growing and growing in my mouth. It outgrows 
the confines but I struggle to keep it inside as long as I 
can."

"And then?" my voice became slightly hoarse. Mom smiled at 
that.

"And then it needs to go deep inside me. That was the way 
it was long ago with your father. Those times were the best 
and all too short-lived. They don't happen anymore, haven't 
for a long time. I'm afraid your father has just lost 
interest in me that way."

"But, I never will," I said.

Mom looked at me tenderly, like I was a child that had just 
said something silly, yet adorable. 

"Thank you, Honey," she smiled. "So, back to Phil's place. 
You're naked in front of his mother and sister most of the 
time and what do they do?"

"Nothing really, mostly they just stare at us. June, his 
mom, loves to look at me when we talk. She gets all misty 
eyed and even licks her lips. She understands that I love 
it and she's told me she's fine with it. That I'm welcome 
around her any time."

"His sister, Rachel, though. Well, she's different," I 
continued. "I think she's got the hots for me even though 
she's eighteen. I've seen her without clothes on and she's 
hot. She flashed me one night after I stripped in front of 
everyone." 

"You did what? You did a strip show?"

"No, it wasn't like that. It was my first time sleeping 
over and Phil and I had dressed before his mom got home. 
Rachel wasn't happy about it and at supper, she told June 
that I looked really cute in the raw. After more talk, it 
came out that I was like Phil, I preferred to be in the 
nude. June said that would be fine with her and she told me 
I could strip whenever I wanted. That's when Rachel said I 
should do it then and there, so I did. I loved it."

"Well, never a dull moment in that house," Mom said. "I 
kind of envy them actually. I like being nude with you 
right now and I'd probably like it if Phil were nude around 
me too. Even Louise and lord knows that wouldn't take much 
convincing."

"What makes you say that?" I asked. 

"Oh, she doesn't know I'm aware of the wild life she led a 
short while back," Mom snickered. "I'm so happy she got all 
that out of her system. She was heading for big trouble but 
it looks like she got her head straight. Not a word to her 
that I know, Tom, I'm serious. I've said far too much to 
you already."

"Don't worry, I won't breathe a word to her. You can trust 
me."

"I do, of course I do, just look at us, look at all we've 
done. If I couldn't trust you, we'd both be in a world of 
trouble. What do you say we head back up to my room? Seems 
to me I heard something about multiple orgasms or some such 
thing," Mom said.

My hand slipped between her legs and caressed her pussy 
lips. I pressed a finger into her wet warmth and finger-
fucked her before removing it and sucking her juices off. I 
smiled and replaced it in her as she slid forward making 
herself more accessible. 

"You heard right, there'll be lots of cum, if that's what 
you like?" I sucked my finger clean again. "Mmm, afternoon 
pussy, tastes incredible. I think I'll have to sample your 
pussy all the other times too. I may have a favorite. How 
come we have to go upstairs now? Sit on the table, I want 
you for dessert."

"You're not serious, REALLY? You're SUCH a naughty, horny 
little boy. Mommy just loves that about you."

"Mommy's going to love way than more that in a minute, 
trust me."
 
Her look was a mixture of surprise and desire. I took that 
as a yes to my suggestion and led her to the edge of the 
table. Helping her lay back, I raised up her legs and 
pushed them back. Her delectable pussy was before me, wide-
open and ready for eating. I kissed it and took a deep 
sniff of her drenched love hole. 

"I love your scent, Mom, you smell almost as good as you 
taste."

"I'm glad," she said softly. "I've never had that 
complement before, I like it. It's very erotic. This is 
truly wonderful, you know, what we're doing right now. I 
feel like I'm in a spell and I guess I am. You've got me 
under your spell and I never want to feel any other way. 
You keep doing delightful new things to me, naughty things. 
Do everything to me again, like you did the last time."

"Gee Mom, do what again? I guess you'll have to refresh my 
memory and ask me for it, unless you're too shy."

"Oh you are such a devil. Please eat my ass again too, 
while you're down there, okay?"

"I'd be happy to Mom I'll always be happy to. I just love 
hearing the words come out of your mouth. The same mouth 
that sucks my cock so beautifully." I said as I pressed her 
legs back farther, clearing my way for a good ass licking.

Mom giggled like a young girl and wiggled her ass as I 
licked her and probed her with my tongue. "Would you like 
another special orgasm while I'm down here," I asked.

"Anything you want, I want it too. Let me have it," she 
sighed.

I began my favorite combination of sucking on her clit and 
massaging her G-spot. I took my time to slowly worked her 
up to a small orgasm before concentrating on the main 
event. 

"That was a lot smaller than the last time," she 
complained.

"I know," I said, "You need a small one first to flood the 
sensitive areas with blood first. That way the next one 
will be much more powerful."

"How the hell did you learn all this?"

"A good teacher and lots of dedication," I answered.

Before she could ask more questions I had her well on the 
way to the next big one. I went back to sucking her clit 
and massaging her, varying pressure and speed to keep her 
moving up the hill. She was moaning loudly now and her 
hands massaged her breasts and pulled violently at her 
nipples. 

I went in for the kill, pushing her up and right over the 
top. She let go of her nipples and both hands pulled at the 
back of my head, mashing my face into her slippery 
wonderful pussy. She was trying to push me inside her. She 
finally relaxed and her arms fell to her sides. I kept 
finger-fucking her and she purred like a kitten.

"Put something a little bigger than a finger in me please," 
Mom asked.

Standing up, I held a calf steady with each hand and eased 
myself into her sloppy wet cunt. She was still as tight but 
so wet now that I could just slip in. I pumped in and out 
of her, enjoying the wet warmth all along my cock. She 
moaned and sighed over and over. Sounds of complete bliss 
and contentment. 

Quickening the pace, I was enthralled as her musky scent 
filled the air around me. Our moans and the squishing 
sounds of my cock invading her, were the only noise in the 
room. I soon felt my balls tighten and she moaned as my 
shaft stiffened within her. I came hard, filling her with 
my cum, it spilled out around my cock.

I didn't want it to end, not then and I pulled her up and 
off the table, turning her bending over the table top once 
more. Reaching under her, I milked and pulled at her 
magnificent tits. Kneading them roughly now. Once again I 
rammed myself into her and she cried out. I slammed into 
her over and over, without mercy. Pounding and pounding at 
her soft luscious pussy.

She began to whine, making noises like a wounded animal. I 
didn't care, I wanted my last orgasm and nothing would keep 
me from it. Over and over our bodies collided. The 
squishing noise was now drowned out by the slapping sound 
of my hips crashing repeatedly with her ass cheeks. 

"Ohhhhhh, stop please, Tom, I can't take any more. Please 
Tom, please," she continued to whine.

I paid no attention, I knew I was close, no time for 
distractions now. I felt the familiar tingling in my balls 
and then my cock and I came. It was my fourth and not a big 
load. It happened so fast, it came upon me before I knew 
it. Mom felt it though and she almost rejoiced, she was so 
relieved. 

Only then did I begin to feel empathy for her. She was 
hurting and it was obvious now. I pulled out and massaged 
her back as she remained bent over the table, her head 
cradled in her folded arms

"Mmm, that's better, Honey, just don't touch my pussy any 
more. Its never had a beating like that and neither have I. 
You're pretty aggressive, you know. I'm not so sure I like 
that about you."

"I'm not so sure either," I admitted. "This was a first. 
You have a powerful effect on me. I feel things so much 
stronger when I make love to you. I get possessive too. I 
like the stronger feelings but I'll definitely try and 
avoid the possessive part from now on. I don't want you to 
feel anything but love and desire for me."

"Deal! I know I can do my part. Let's go up to my room, I 
want to cuddle for what little time we have left. I can't 
tell you how much I'm enjoying being in the raw with you. 
It's so decadent, so liberating."

"For sure, let's go. I can't get enough of touching your 
gorgeous body. Every smooth silky inch of it."

We lay in bed and I massaged her from head to toe, avoiding 
her badly beaten pussy for the time being. We talked about 
everything. Nothing seemed off the table anymore. Sex is a 
great equalizer. 

I learned a great deal more about Mom and Dad's 
relationship, or lack of one. It seemed they had lost 
interest in each other many years earlier when I was around 
ten. They now only shared a home and Louise and I. 
Although, to be truthful, I couldn't remember ever having a 
genuine father-son moment with him. His work, golf and 
travel seemed to occupy all his time and attention. I 
wondered what would happen if he ever found out about Mom 
and I. 

After a while, we heard noise downstairs. It was Louise 
coming home from university. Mom and I jumped.

"Quick, back to you room," she said.

I bounded down the stairs as fast as I could but not quick 
enough. Louise saw my naked butt entering my room. She 
followed me in.

"Well, not so little brother, where were you coming from 
all nice and naked? Who else is home?"

"Mom," I answered. "She doesn't mind me being this way now. 
We were just talking and I thought you were Dad, so I ran 
back to my room." I sat on the end of my bed.

"I see," she nodded.

She approached and pushed me back on the bed. Burying her 
face in my crotch, she licked and sniffed me all over. 

"Oh wow, looks like you were talking all right, while your 
cock was in her pussy. You fucked our mom, didn't you?

"No way, that's Rachel, Phil's sister your smelling. We 
took the day off and I fucked her," I lied.

"Hmm, you would have showered by now. I know you, very very 
well now. You always clean up after sex. I'm not judging, 
Tom, God knows Mom could use a good lay, and that's just 
what you are. The poor woman hasn't had any in years, not 
from Dad anyway. Like I said, I'm not judging. I'd be fine 
with it if you were both going at it, believe me. All this 
sex talk is getting me horny, I'll probably pay you a visit 
tonight, okay?"

"You know the answer to that, sis. Anytime, anywhere."

In reality, my nuts were drained, I had no idea how I would 
perform. But I was confident in my sister's ability to get 
me going and keep me going.


***** 

It feels like June

It was the middle of the night and I got up for a piss. 
Rachel was at a sleepover so Phil and I had June all to 
ourselves. I walked through Phil's apartment to the 
bathroom. When I finished, I noticed a light in the kitchen 
and went to check it out. It was June, she saw me, smiled 
and waved at me to come closer. 

I approached around the table and saw she was wearing a 
silk robe that shimmered in the dim light. It clung to her 
rubenesque figure like a needy child. I was so drawn to her 
voluptuous shape. So comely, so so erotic and still 
motherly. 

"Can't sleep?" I asked.

"No, stuff on my mind."

Her eyes wandered lazily up and down my nude body. I moved 
in much closer and she smiled. Stared directly down at my 
cock, she sighed. Her half-smile grew a little wider. 

"That's better, June," I said. "I love it when you smile, 
it warms me all over."
 
Her smile grew wider still. "Oh, Tom, you're good for me. 
You make me feel things I shouldn't but I don't care. I 
like how I feel when you're with me."

She looked back down at my cock again and licked her lips 
slightly. I loved it when she did that. Both she and her 
daughter did it constantly now.

"Hope it's nothing too serious," I broke her concentration.

"Hm? Oh, not really, just my usual stupid vanity."

"Vanity? It can't be about how you look, June, you're so 
sensual and attractive, luscious even. I'm sorry, I keep 
blurting things out with you."

"I wish more men would blurt nice things like that about 
me."

"I'm sure they do," I reassured her. "Lots of our friends 
feel the same way about you. Phil sure does."

"Phil? Yeah, I know how he feels, thanks to you, but he's 
my son. I'm very flattered and maybe a little more but my 
tank is still pretty empty."

"He thinks you're so sexy. He's told me often about how he 
once saw you topless and how much it turned him on. He 
can't forget it." 

"But I'm his mother, he really shouldn't have thoughts like 
that about me."

"June, my mom's beautiful and I've only just recently seen 
her naked. For me, it was worth a lifetime of waiting. I'm 
a little jealous of Phil because he had that vision of you 
to masturbate to in bed at night. I only had what I could 
imagination about my mom. You'd be surprised how many boys 
masturbate thinking about their mothers, believe me. 

When we first became friends, Phil warned me that I'd fall 
for your looks and I did. You made my mouth water the first 
time I saw you. You still do."

"Stop it, you're making me blush."

"Wish I had a sexy picture of you. I'd show it to guys who 
wouldn't recognize you. I'd leave it to Phil to show it to 
the guys who do know you. They'd be so jealous."

"I think your just making fun of me now, Tom. But I kind of 
like that wicked thought of yours. Makes me a little damp 
to think that young men could look at my picture and get 
horny. Oh dear, it's my turn to apologize. I kind of 
drifted off in thought. I should have never said something 
like that to you."

"Why not? Getting you damp ranks very high on my list of 
turn-ons. I'd be so happy if I ever made that happen to 
you."

"God, you're such a little tease but I love it. I really 
can't get enough of that tight body of yours either. Don't 
worry, you've had that effect on me often, including now." 

"You're getting me really hard too, June. I was serious 
about the picture. Do you have one you could let me have? 
Please, anything, as long as it's sexy."

"I still think your pulling my leg but I'll get you 
something."

She left the room and returned with a shoe box in her 
hands. She had lost the robe and was wearing a sexy kind of 
babydoll. It was black with a mesh bodice that plunged 
between her tits. The opening gave a nice outline of each 
large breast and her deep, wide cleavage. It wasn't 
transparent but I could still make out the shadow of her 
large areolas. Only a thin shoulder strap on each side held 
the mesh over her boobs. The body of the garment was like a 
high-cut silk cami. There was a similar mesh at the hem 
just below her pussy. I couldn't make out what was 
underneath.

"Wow, thank you for the change." I said.

"What, this old thing?" she was clearly flirting now.

"You look fantastic. I love it."

"You can see more but not too much," she said.

She turned away and bent forward to put the box on her 
chair. The hem rose up uncovering her full round cheeks. I 
was unprepared for the sight and gasped. I could see a 
patch from a thong covering her pussy.
 
"Oh man," I blurted out, almost breathless.

"Mmm, nice reaction. I'll take that as a complement. This 
outfit does make me feel kind of sexy, thank you for 
noticing." 

"How could I not notice? With a shape like yours, you look 
amazing in it. Clothes like that were made for luscious 
bodies like yours."

"Oh boy, there goes the dampness again. I can't believe I'm 
saying things like that to you now but I want you to know 
the effect you have on me." she wasn't smiling, her look 
was far more intense and piercing now. 

"Let's see what I have in here," she said as she leaned 
again to look in the box. "Go ahead and look, you've 
already seen the view. No harm in just looking."

She began rifling through pictures, making a pile on the 
table. Her ass shook and swayed as she moved. One picture 
caught my eye and I grabbed it. She was in a one-piece 
bathing suit. It looked a bit like the Playboy bunny 
outfit. Strapless and very high-cut at the hips. 

"Wow this one's wonderful, can I have it?"

"No no no. That was just for a lark. You shouldn't even be 
looking at that."

"Why?" I asked. "You're covered and you look great. Sexy as 
hell. I can see a lot more of you right now."

"No, you can't have that one. I'm not decent to show 
around."

"June," I stepped back. "Look at me." I pointed at my hard 
cock with both hands. "This is what not decent looks like, 
that picture is really sexy."

She looked at my hardon and chuckled to herself.

"Is that really because of me? I still have trouble 
believing it. Lie if you have to."

"I don't lie, June, remember? Of course it's because of 
you. And it's for you too, it's all yours. That's if you 
ever want it. Please want it."

"Oh dear me, you have no idea. That day may come sooner 
than you think." She handed me the picture. "You win, take 
it. How can I say no to lovely cock like that?"

"If saying no has become a problem, I'd love to feel your 
tits again, may I?"

She was speechless. She stood staring and her head slightly 
tilted to one side. She was completely caught in the 
moment.

Her eyes widened. "You mean... Oh no," she finally spoke. "I 
don't think so, not yet. The other night... Well, I was 
acting impulsively. I went much too far."

"June, I'm not your son. I'm a very horny boy dying to see 
you and touch you. Please? My cock is begging you too." 

I flexed my groin muscles and made my cock twitch up and 
down. A drop of precum oozed off the end and dripped to the 
floor. It made a filament like spider silk. With a look of 
astonishment, she chuckled nervously.

My cock was so hard, it was painful. The precum kept oozing 
off the tip, continuing to stretch out the spider silk. 

She licked her lips and her hands pulled the two shoulder 
straps to the side. She never took her eyes of my throbbing 
cock. The mesh top slipped off, catching at her thick, 
taught nipples. Her thumbs slipped under the material, 
freeing it to fall away and down to the floor. She slid her 
hands under her enormous globes, holding them up, offering 
them to me. 

"OHHH fuck!" I groaned. "June, your gorgeous. My head's 
going to explode, I'm so horny for you right now." 

She smiled. I was shaking as I closed the space between us. 
My hands slid under hers and she withdrew her hands, 
resting them on her hips. 

"I can't say no to you anymore," she whispered to me. "Be 
careful with this power I'm giving you. Don't hurt me."

"I couldn't if I tried," I whispered back. "I'll never be 
able to thank you enough for this."

I massaged her beautiful full breasts. Her areolas were 
deep pink and the nipples were thick and hard, jutting out 
more than half an inch. My hands wouldn't stop trembling. 
June's hands joined mine and she kneaded her globes more 
and more roughly. I stopped her for a moment to pinch her 
nipples and her head fell back as she moaned.

"God this is so wonderful. I want see all of you, June. 
Please, can I?"

She pulled the sides of her thong downward and let it fall 
away down her legs. She was bald. Her pussy was bald. I 
loved it. Stepping over the garment toward me, she was 
completely bare now. I couldn't help myself and I played 
with my cock. Her eyes widened and that intense look 
returned to her face. She reached for my cock and slowly 
stroked its length."

"I've wanted to do this for some time now. Tom, we 
shouldn't be doing any of this, we're going much too far. 
We really have to stop," she begged.

"Not yet. Let's just enjoy each other a little longer. I 
want to cum and I want you to cum too."

With one hand I fondled her huge breasts and pinched her 
nipples. With the other, I reached down to finger her 
drooling pussy. Her look was so intense and needful now.

I knelt in front of her, running my hands up the sides of 
her limbs. I caressed her soft legs. First, to the back 
where I rubbed and massaged the full globes of her ass. 
Next, my fingers crept between her cheeks and her back 
stiffened. I slid back to the front again, where I skimmed 
her stomach and stretched upward to her tits. 

Unable to resist, I placed a kiss on her bald mons. I 
nibbled at her skin, inching my way downward to her pussy. 
Nudging and pressing my face deeper, between her legs, she 
shifted to a wider stance and I probed deeper. June groaned 
and ran her fingers through my hair. Suddenly, she pushed 
me in deeper still and I knew I had her.

Her scent was dense and sensual as I dug at her pussy with 
my tongue. She parted her legs even more and I tasted her, 
drank in her sweet womanly essence.   

Pulling me up to my feet by the shoulders, she spun me 
around, pushing we forward without a word. We walked down 
the hall and I entered her room without looking back. The 
door behind us and she pushed me gently toward the bed as 
turned back to face her. I flopped down onto it on my back. 
She flopped beside me placing a hand on my chest, rubbing 
me all over. She seized my cock, rubbing and pulling at it 
expertly.

"You must never breathe a word of this to a living soul, 
never. Do you understand me?" She said and I nodded. She 
rolled onto her back. 

"Good, now, finish what you've started."

I slid down and crawled up between her legs. In the 
kitchen, I was consumed by passion. I had no time nor any 
interest in appreciating my surroundings. June was 
different, she was completely hairless between her legs; 
everywhere, for that matter. This was the new way I now 
loved pussies. I made a mental note that I would convince 
Louise and Mom now to do the same. 

Everything was so clean and smooth. It was as much a feast 
for the eyes as my mouth. Her pussy was beautiful. Thick 
pink outer lips; moist, deep-red inner lips. And oh, her 
scent, so much stronger now, powerful, intoxicating. I 
licked her everywhere as she squirmed and moaned.

"Ohh, my god, you're very good at this, young man, keep 
going please, and don't stop."

I circled her clit with my tongue and inserted two fingers 
between those lush red lips. I probed deeply into her 
velvety wetness and pressing upward in search of my prize. 
My fingertips located a familiar ridged patch of skin and I 
massaged it carefully. I teased and toyed with her large 
clit at the same time and it was all beginning to affect 
her strongly.

"Oh, oh oh, oh geezus, what are you? Oh Tom, you're REALLY 
good at this," she said, her voice beginning to tremble. 
"Ohh, fuck, what are you doing to me down there?"

I continued pushing her up the hill, slowing down when she 
moved too fast. Picking up pace again, if she fell a bit 
behind. Over and over we danced the dance until I felt we 
were in perfect sync. That's when I pushed harder and 
faster, harder and faster, right over the top. I felt her 
contractions come on strong, very strong. The walls of her 
pussy clamped on my fingers sharply, over and over.

"Ohhhhh, goddddd, whaaa...," she frantically grabbed at her 
pillow and covered her face. She screamed into it and I 
became afraid that Phil might hear and come barging in.

June's whole body shook and quaked. I was extremely 
satisfied with the outcome, but I wasn't done yet. 
Inserting two fingers again, I gave the walls of her pussy 
a soothing massage, carefully avoiding all the ultra-
sensitive parts now. I could see her whole body unclench 
and begin to relax. Her hips heaved slowly, matching the 
rhythm and pace that I was rubbing her. She threw the 
pillow back and it hit the wall. I thought she might 
actually be angry with me. After propping herself up on her 
elbows, she gave me a tired and uncertain stare.    

"Where the hell did you learn to do that? Tom, I've been 
with older, much more experienced men who wouldn't begin to 
understand what you just did. Come up here and kiss me. 
We've still got some loving to do."

I crawled up her scrumptious body, kissing and nibbling her 
skin along the way. I wasn't moving fast enough and she 
pulled at me. I slid up the rest of the way and our lips 
met. Our tongues locked in combat as we tasted each other. 
She kissed my face all over. The head of my cock pressed at 
her entrance.

"Hmmm, someone's at my door," she said. "Do us both a favor 
and let him in, please. I didn't intend to let you fuck me 
so soon but after that performance, how can I say no. In 
fact, I doubt you'll ever hear that word from me again."

I reached down and eased myself into her. Rubbing the head 
up and down between her moist lips before sliding it in a 
bit at a time. She felt amazing, different from Louise and 
Mom. She wasn't tight, but I didn't care, this was a new 
kind of fucking. I slowly pushed myself all the way in and 
stayed there for a second to appreciate the feeling. I 
looked down into her eyes and we kept kissing. 

"I love being in you. You're even better than I dreamed. I 
didn't think that could be possible," I said. "I want to 
stay like this for a bit and enjoy how good it feels to be 
in you."

"I know what you mean, I never thought someone could make 
my pussy feel this way either. Fuck me honey, whenever 
you're ready."

"I'm going to alright but can we go slow first. I want to 
savor every inch of you while I can still think straight.  
I want to completely appreciate you; feel you, smell you 
taste you." I began slowly sliding in and out of her.

"Who are you? What are you? You're only sixteen, this is 
impossible. How can you be this good at making love? Take 
me any way you want, use me. I'm giving myself to you like 
I've never done for any man. Take it all, please."

"I will, believe me, I will. But what about Phil? What are 
we going to tell him?"

"One thing at a time, fuck me first. It's just us for now, 
no one else."

I kept going for a while easing myself in and out until I 
knew I would cum soon. I began picking up the pace and June 
was right there with me. Her thick legs rose and wrapped 
around me. Her heels pushed against my ass, shoving me 
deeper into her. She rippled the walls of her pussy and 
that was it, I came. Over and over, I blasted her pussy 
with my hot seed. Her back arched and she clawed at me. My 
head was on fire and I collapsed onto her.

We lay there locked in our loving embrace. Wordless, only 
the loving energy seemed to flow between us now. It was 
like the warm comforting water of a deep hot bath. My cock 
diminished and slipped out. I rolled off her to her side 
and we kissed again. I carressed one of her breasts. My 
hand slipped down between her legs and caressed her pussy. 

"June..."

"Stop, I know what you want to ask. No, I don't shave down 
there. Although, with what I know now, I probably would. I 
had cancer of the ovaries years back and all the hair fell 
out during the radiation and chemo. It usually grows back 
but mine didn't. Truth is, the feeling without the hair is 
amazing. Everything feels so much stronger and direct. I 
love it. How do you think it looks?"

"I like it, a lot." I said. "My sister leaves a patch on 
her mound and she shaves everything in between her legs. 
Hair blocks the view of one of the most beautiful parts of 
a woman's anatomy. It can also get in the way. If I wanted 
to see hair I'd become a hairdresser."

"That's pretty personal information to know about one's 
sister?"

"I told you, we're usually naked when we're home alone.

"And how did you find out she shaved in between her legs?"

"Okay, you got me. Louise is the one who taught me to eat 
pussy, satisfied?" 

"Don't fret, I'm not judging. I still can't believe what a 
good lover you are, even with your sister's coaching. If I 
had any idea, I would have fucked you that first. I was 
feeling so superior and in control that night. Now I feel 
like a school girl, washed away by her first serious 
romance. Don't worry, Tom, I'm not falling in love with 
you, this is lust my dear, pure unadulterated lust."

"Ooo, I'll take that." I said.

"Stay the night and we'll cuddle, maybe play some more."

"What about Phil? I'm worried about what he'll think. He's 
so crazy about you."

"I'm sure Phil's already figured out what's happened. 
Besides, I know you don't keep secrets from each other. He 
probably knows how much you wanted to fuck me."

"He does, but I never believed it could happen. Okay, let's 
just see how it goes but under one condition."

"What's that? You've already fucked me. What else do you 
want?"

"I have a long list of what I want but for now, I want you 
to stay naked with Phil and me in the morning. I know you 
believe he shouldn't have carnal thoughts about you, but 
sorry, that boat has sailed. Phil and I are almost like 
brothers and I don't want him to feel like I've cheated him 
out of something amazing. Which you are, by the way."

"Thank you and I get it. My being naked will take some of 
the edge off, you think. Well, why not. Even if it doesn't 
work, it's the excuse I've always wanted to do it. I'm 
going to enjoy watching him trip all over his tongue when I 
come out of the room in the raw. Tom, you keep helping me 
along with things it seems like I've been stuck on forever, 
but no more. Thank you, sweetie, there'll be a very special 
fuck for you later, promise." 

"How about now, can we go again?" I asked with a fresh new 
hardon.

"Whew, my god, look at you, all ready for another round, 
and so soon. You know, maybe we'll need to get Rachel into 
the act, just so you don't wear me out. It's still too 
early for me to go again." 

"How about a little more oral fun then," I asked.

"Now that's something I'm always up for. Just don't be too 
aggressive, I'm still a little tender. By the way, I was 
serious about Rachel, she's got the serious hots for you. 
She may be a little upset that her fat old mom beat her to 
the prize but I think she might come around. Especially 
after I tell her what you can do."

"Fat old mom? Take that back, June."

"Her words, not mine any more. If I can bed a little sex 
dynamo like you, my outlook and self-esteem have both been 
kicked up a big notch."

"Atta girl. So, get into a doggy position for me."

"No, honey, I don't want to fuck now, later," she looked 
surprised.

"I have another plan. I have to make love to that beautiful 
ass of yours but don't worry, not the way you think."

"Oh, I'm not worried. I told you, you can have it all and I 
meant it. That includes my ass and in any way you want it. 
The way you do everything else, why wouldn't that be just 
as amazing."

She rolled over and came up on all fours. I took in the 
magnificent view, so round and full, absolutely exquisite. 
I massaged her cheeks, kneading and enjoying the soft, 
tenderness of each generous globe. June moaned her 
appreciation. I parted her cheeks and took a few licks at 
her rosebud. 

"No, Tom, I'm not clean down there. Let me wash first."

"I paid her no mind and began licking the full length, 
including her crinkled perineum."

"Oh you filthy little man, I've never felt this before. 
It's wonderful," she wiggled her ass.

I licked her all over and prying at her sphincter with the 
tip of my tongue; she was really getting into it. I 
inserted two fingers into her pussy and massaged her G-
spot. When she warmed up a little more, I wormed a finger 
into her ass and left it there without moving.

I increased the action on her G-spot and spit on her 
rosebud, withdrawing my finger. She groaned. I inserted it 
again and finger-fucking her ass, matching the rhythm that 
I rubbed her G-spot. She moaned and moaned, louder and 
louder. Her big tits hung down, half-way to the mattress. 
They swayed hypnotically as her ass moved to the 
stimulation in both holes.

I felt the beginnings of a nice orgasm forming in her 
pussy. I sped up and she came. Both her ass and her pussy 
were convulsing and contracting now. I smiled at a job well 
done as she rolled onto her side. I went into her washroom 
and cleaned my hands and face. I didn't want to chance 
putting her off. I still had a few more things to check off 
my list. When I returned to her bed, she lay in a fetal 
position.

"No more for now, Tom, please," she begged. "I need to rest 
up a bit."

I pulled the covers over her and slipped in behind. We 
spooned and I fondled her amazing tits. We both drifted off 
until morning. 

I awoke to a warm wonderful sensation around my cock. June 
was bending over top, giving me the blowjob of a lifetime. 
She was as expert as I was at sucking cock and I basked in 
the irresistible effect she had over me. 

"June, you're every inch as good with a cock as I am with 
pussies," I complemented her.

She stopped to stare at me. "In school, I wouldn't put out 
so blowjobs became my trademark. That and my big tits of 
course. I was very popular with the boys and I got a lot of 
practice."

"I'll bet you were. That's easy to understand." I laughed 
and then groaned when she swallowed my cock again.

I came shortly after and she swallowed like a pro. We took 
a shower to clean off the night's reverie and I headed out 
to the kitchen. I wanted to see the look on Phil's face 
when he saw June.

He was already sitting at the table. "Well I guess you did 
it after all." Phil said. "I'm proud of my half-brother and 
impressed as hell. I'll need details when we're alone 
later, lots of them."

"Well then, here's a few details you can start with." June 
voice came from her bedroom doorway. 

She came out into the open wearing only a pair of five- or 
six-inch heels, nothing else. Phil's jaw dropped and his 
eyes bugged open. He looked like a kid on Christmas 
morning.

"Mom, wha... oh god, I can't... fuck, you look so..." 

"Something wrong, honey? Cat got your tongue? I just bought 
these shoes last week and I wanted your opinion. What do 
you think?"

Sticking her foot towards him she continued with her 
pretense. She posed side to side and bent forward to sway 
her tits near his face. She turned around and touched her 
toes with her big ass and pussy, almost in his face again. 
Finally, she sat between the two of us on the corner of the 
kitchen table. Her legs were splayed on each side. Her tits 
and pussy exposed for both of us to admire.

"So, how about it? Should I keep the shoes?"

"Mom? I don't believe this," Phil stammered as he placed a 
hand on her thigh. "Why now after all my begging?"

She looked down at his hand. Phil withdrew it quickly. She 
smiled warmly, reached down for his hand and put it back 
where it was. Then, in a move that surprised me, she moved 
his hand up higher and inside her thigh but stopping close 
to her pussy.

"That's not an invitation, hon, I just want you to know 
that things have changed and will probably keep changing," 
she said.

Phil made no effort to push farther up her leg, preferring 
to rub her gently and reassuringly instead.

"You can thank Tom here," June continued. "I wanted him to 
stay the night but he was so worried about you, he made me 
promise to do this for you. You know, honey, I've always 
wanted you to see me and I'm so happy I finally have. I've 
always known how much you wanted it but I just couldn't get 
past being your mother."

"Mom, I can't thank you enough, you too, Tom. We're half-
brothers for sure now."

"What do you mean by that?" June asked.

"We've both been in your pussy, Mom," he smirked. She gave 
him a love tap to the back of his head, "Smart ass!"

"I'm going to do this a lot more often now," June 
announced. "I've always understood why you boys love 
exposing yourselves but this is my first time. What a rush. 
Tom's devouring me with his eyes, even though he fucked me 
seven ways to Sunday last night. Your eyes are clearly 
raping me every second too, Phil, and I love it. I'll just 
have to figure some way around Rachel now."

"Maybe she'll finally give in and join us, I'd love that," 
Phil said.

"Maybe, I have a few other joining-in plans for her I'm 
thinking about too," June added. 

"You know, boys, from now on, come into my room and watch 
me dress or undress anytime, I want you to. But not until 
we get Rachel on board though."

"That's beyond anything I hoped for, Mom. You have no Idea 
how much I'm going to enjoy that."

"Well then, here's another real bomb for you. Tom also 
thinks you and I should get it on and right now I'm warming 
to the idea. It's probably just the lust and horniness 
talking right now but, down deep, I've always kind of 
wondered about that nice fat cock of yours. How it might 
feel inside me. Give me some time, it could happen."

"Don't worry," Phil said. "I won't press until you're 
ready. But when you are, watch out, I've got a lifetime of 
pent-up loving to give you."

"Well then, you may have just advanced the date. I think 
I'll go get dressed now. That is, after young Tom over 
there serves me up another one of his special orgasms. Come 
keep us company, honey. Fuck, I don't recognize myself 
anymore, I can't believe I just asked you that." She 
thought about it for a second. "Yeah, I meant it, join us 
honey. It'll be a real turn-on and you can watch your mom 
get hers. But I want a show too, you know what I mean."

*****

That was both moms down and one sister to go. Rachel turned 
out to be a bigger holdout that I thought. That's all in 
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