Collection Of Stories

"I'm your pet now?" Mom asked doubtfully.

"You're our pet," Sarah corrected, "unless you mind," as she snapped her fingers and pointed to my balls.

"I can't believe I'm doing this, but I appear not to mind," Mom gave in, although still doubtfully, her tone implying she was still trying to process how she had just ended up in a threesome with her son and her daughter.

Mom got into a unique position underneath me, in what I can only describe as flexibly impressive, as I slid my c.o.c.k into Sarah's mouth, taking control, as Mom obediently began to suck on my balls.

"Oh yes," I m.o.a.n.e.d, the double p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e on my c.o.c.k and balls amazing.

After a couple minutes of amazing c.o.c.k and ball worship, Sarah asked Mom a question I had only imagined ever happening in my fantasies, "So. Ready to f.u.c.k your son, Mom?"

Mom's answer was also something I'd only expected to hear in my fantasies, "Let me think, how can I put this? How about... F.u.c.k, yes!" She was getting playful: good sign!

Mom spun around and lay on her back.

I looked down at her with equal portions of admiration and l.u.s.t, as she spread her legs for me and said with all her doubts vanished, more words that I'd never imagined hearing from her, "Come down here and f.u.c.k your Mommy, baby."

I was shocked I didn't come right then and there! Instead I lowered myself between her legs, tempted to bury my face between them, but unable to resist the priority that I had a personal invitation to f.u.c.k my Mom. I positioned my c.o.c.k at the entrance of her inviting c.u.n.t and felt Sarah's hands on my a.s.s pushing me in as she crooned to me, "F.u.c.k Mommy, big brother."

"Oooooooh," Mom m.o.a.n.e.d, as my c.o.c.k slid inside her. "So big!"

"You'll want this every day from now on," Sarah said, as my c.o.c.k completely filled my Mom.

"This is so wrong," Mom m.o.a.n.e.d, even as she f.u.c.k.e.d back up at me and her hand went to her c.l.i.t to rub herself.

Looking up at her daughter's c.u.n.t, Mom joked, "Well, I have always been good at multi-tasking," before she again showed her impressive flexibility, she looked at me and ordered, "Now f.u.c.k your Mommy Joey, good and hard."

"Yes, Mom," I agreed happily, always having been a Momma's boy and doing as I was told.

"Oh yes," Mom m.o.a.n.e.d, as I began f.u.c.k.i.n.g her, and she began l.i.c.k.i.n.g Sarah.

"Pound our Mom, Joey," Sarah ordered, "Pound our s.e.xy Mommy-s.l.u.t."

"I'm your Mommy-s.l.u.t?" Mom asked, for the first time sounding unimpressed.

"Yes, you're our c.o.c.k-s.u.c.k.i.n.g, cunt-l.i.c.k.i.n.g, c.o.c.k-taking, c.u.m-craving Mommy-s.l.u.t," Sarah listed, the nasty name-calling so f.u.c.k.i.n.g hot. "Do you have a problem with that?"

Mom responded, almost making me laugh, "Not at all, I just wanted to make sure I understood."

"Crazy," I said, shaking my head, as I slowly f.u.c.k.e.d her.

After a minute, Mom ordered, "Wrap your legs around my body and scoot yourself closer."

She lifted her legs way up in the air and explained, "Now spread your legs wide and slide right into me."

"Oh," I said, realizing this was a new position.

"Now f.u.c.k Mommy," she ordered.

"As you wish," I said, sliding back into her, as she leaned back again and resumed l.i.c.k.i.n.g her daughter.

"Best threesome ever," Sarah m.o.a.n.e.d, as she watched me f.u.c.k.i.n.g Mom.

"...In the world history of threesomes," I added.

"Agreed," Mom m.o.a.n.e.d, between licks.

Watching Mom crane her neck to lick her daughter's c.u.n.t made this wild act even hotter. Mom had given into our family l.u.s.t completely, just like Sarah and I had, and it made this the most intimate, wild encounter of this entire crazy, unbelievable weekend.

I f.u.c.k.e.d Mom for a couple of minutes before Mom's m.o.a.ns shifted to a w.h.i.n.e, "Oh shit, a cramp."

"Age is just a number," Sarah said.

"Tell that to my body," Mom laughed as she kept stretching, which was also hot.

"Go lie on the table," Sarah suggested.

"Yes, that should be comfortable," Mom joked, as she obediently went over to it.

"Once your daughter is sitting on your face and your son is plowing your c.u.n.t, it will be," Sarah promised elegantly.

"You really like reminding me of the crimes I'm committing," Mom said, shaking her head.

"It does make it hotter," Sarah agreed.

"It's definitely something," Mom admitted, as she climbed onto the table. "F.u.c.k, this is cold."

Sarah climbed up to stand on the table and lowered her p.u.s.s.y down to Mom's face again and added, "And this is hot."

"This is hot too," I added, moving between Mom's spread legs and sliding my d.i.c.k into her warm p.u.s.s.y.

"Her c.u.n.t is, or that you're f.u.c.k.i.n.g your Mom?" Sarah asked.

"Both, obviously," I replied, as I resumed f.u.c.k.i.n.g my Mom.

"Yes, f.u.c.k Mommy," Mom m.o.a.n.e.d, prompting me to move faster.

"Pound your Mommy-s.l.u.t, big brother," Sarah demanded, as she rubbed Mom's c.l.i.t and enjoyed an up close and personal view of the penetration.

"You like eating your daughter's c.u.n.t, Mommy?" Sarah m.o.a.n.e.d, as Mom licked her eagerly.

"Yes dear," Mom m.o.a.n.e.d between licks from her and slow thrusts from me.

"And you like your son's big c.o.c.k pounding your p.u.s.s.y?" Sarah questioned, as I began doing just that, pounding her p.u.s.s.y as I spread up and began to slam into her.

"Oh yes, f.u.c.k," Mom m.o.a.n.e.d loudly.

"I love being a Mommy-s.l.u.t to my son and daughter," Mom declared.

"You know this isn't a one time thing," Sarah pointed out.

"Oh, God," Mom m.o.a.n.e.d.

Sarah ordered me, "Stop f.u.c.k.i.n.g our s.l.u.t for a minute."

I did.

"Answer me Mom," Sarah ordered, my c.o.c.k buried in Mom's c.u.n.t, as Sarah gently tapped her c.l.i.t.

"I don't know," Mom answered, even as her body twitched.

"Say it," Sarah ordered, "And once you do, your son gives you the hard f.u.c.k.i.n.g you so desperately crave."

"Damn it, Sarah," Mom sighed.

"F.u.c.k! Fine! I'll be your Mommy-s.l.u.t anytime you want," Mom declared, her d.e.s.i.r.e to be f.u.c.k.e.d overriding the moral unwritten code of a mother to her children.

"Good, Mommy-s.l.u.t," Sarah purred, as I resumed f.u.c.k.i.n.g Mom.

"I can't believe we're doing this," Mom said, for the third or fourth time.

"I can't believe Joey always had this massive snake hidden in his pants," Sarah pointed out.

"Me neither," Mom agreed.

"And it would be a shame to have such a magnificent f.u.c.k stick in the house and not use it for our benefit," Sarah continued.

"I guess that's true," Mom replied between m.o.a.ns.

"Now it's my turn to have his d.i.c.k in me," Sarah said.

"I'm not done with it yet," Mom protested.

"Share, Mommy," Sarah said, then added, "Besides, you can have it every day. I only get it on weekends."

Mom laughed, "I guess that's true," as I pulled out of her and Sarah climbed off her face. She looked at me, "Are you going to want to f.u.c.k me every day, son?"

"Only while I'm awake," I joked.

"Of course if he's not awake, you can wake him up with a blow job," Sarah pointed out as she remained on the table and pointed to her c.u.n.t.

I moved to Sarah as I agreed, "That would be the best wake-up call ever."

"Men," Mom chuckled, as she spun around to get a closer view of her children having s.e.x with each other.

I slid inside Sarah's wet box and said, "Thanks Mom, you got her all nice and wet."

"You both did that," Sarah m.o.a.n.e.d, as I began f.u.c.k.i.n.g her.

"How did this even start?" Mom asked, as Sarah slid two fingers inside of Mom. (See part 1 for the full answer to that question).

And Sarah, with a little addition from me here and there, retold our story from the wild Friday evening at her college, to our f.u.c.k fest yesterday to the high school party last night (it was Sunday morning now). While we did we shifted into a variety of positions...one of them pretty kinky.

I ate out Mom, another fantasy checked off my list of what had been until this weekend impossibilities, while I f.u.c.k.e.d Sarah in a super-hot, but awkward position:

Listening to Sarah tell the story from underneath me as I f.u.c.k.e.d her in a position you would usually only see in a p.o.r.n movie added to the wild excitement of the act, as did the fact I was dining from my Mom's excessively wet c.u.n.t... which had no taste... just wetness.

After telling the first night's story, Sarah needed to change positions and Mom begged, "Joey, please f.u.c.k your mom with that big, hard c.o.c.k."

Who can reject such a request? No son EVER!

I slid back into her as Sarah got up and joined us on the table, telling of our many s.e.x.u.a.l encounters yesterday while we were home alone.

Mom m.o.a.n.e.d, "You two could make the nastiest Home Alone movie yet."

Sarah laughed as she s.u.c.k.e.d on the t.i.t.s she'd once nursed on all those years ago.

Mom seemed to be getting close, but she also looked uncomfortable lying on the hardwood table and said, "We need to change positions."

"Yes," Sara agreed. "You can stand up and get me off while he gets you off."

"Exactly what I was thinking," Mom agreed, climbing down off the table.

Sarah sat at the edge of the table, Mom moved between her legs and I moved behind Mom, as we began a new threesome position.

Sarah told Mom about the party last night while Mom licked her and I f.u.c.k.e.d Mom.

Sarah was m.o.a.ning wildly as she said, "Mom, you're so good! This obviously isn't your first cunt-munching experience."

"It is since college," Mom answered, before adding, "back then I dined regularly on some of my sorority sisters."

"Were you a submissive sorority sister s.l.u.t?" Sarah asked.

"My role from my freshman year all the way until I graduated was made pretty clear during my initiation," Mom answered, intriguing me.

"What was that?" Sarah asked, even though she obviously knew.

"Full-time c.u.n.t muncher," Mom answered, before adding, "I licked at least a dozen pussies a day back then, there's nothing about a p.u.s.s.y I don't know if it can be learned with a tongue, mouth or fingers."

"Holy f.u.c.k," Sarah m.o.a.n.e.d, the idea obviously turning her on even as it surprised her.

"Yes, I was often f.u.c.k.e.d too," Mom quipped, her tone wickedly playful.

"By strappies or by frat boys?" Sarah asked.

"Both, of course," Mom said, seeming to enjoy letting her children know of her wild past.

"And ever since you've been Mother Theresa for all these years," Sarah scolded.

"I was born again when I got married," Mom said.

"And today you're being baptised as our s.l.u.t," Sarah declared.

Mom turned around and looked at me and asked, "Do you want to baptise me your Mommy-s.l.u.t, Joey?"

My eyes went wide.

She continued, revelling in this new hierarchy, "All you need to do is come on my face or in my c.u.n.t and I'll be your s.l.u.t forever."

I was still speechless so she added, "Or maybe you'd prefer to come down Mommy's throat?"

"Or up your a.s.s," Sarah added.

"Oh my," Mom said. "I can't imagine fitting that thing up my a.s.s. It's too big."

"No, you just need practice," Sarah said, as she grabbed Mom's head and pulled it back into her c.u.n.t. "But for now, concentrate on getting your daughter off."

I resumed f.u.c.k.i.n.g Mom, unsure where I wanted to baptise her with my first load, as I watched her eagerly l.i.c.k.i.n.g Sarah.

To my surprise it was Sarah who came first. Mom must be pretty good at p.u.s.s.y pleasing, just like she said.

"I'm coming from Mommy's f.u.c.k.i.n.g tongue!" Sarah screamed.

I watched Sarah come; I f.u.c.k.e.d Mom; my balls finally began to boil. I decided I knew where I wanted to shoot my load: down Mom's throat. I also wanted to take a bit of control here. I pulled out of Mom and ordered, "Knees, Mom."

I moved back and as I had fantasized many times, she turned around and dropped to her knees and took my c.o.c.k into her mouth without a word.

Sarah weakly got off the table and staggered beside Mom saying, "F.u.c.k, watching Mom suck your c.o.c.k is so hot."

"Watching Mom eat your c.u.n.t was super-hot," I joined in, as I watched Mom bob up and down on my c.o.c.k like a c.u.m-hungry s.l.u.t.

"Come down her throat," Sarah said, as I moved my hands onto Mom's head.

I began to f.u.c.k Mom's face, and in just a dozen thrusts I was spewing my load down her throat.

"Swallow it all, Mommy-s.l.u.t," Sarah encouraged.

Once I was completely spent, I pulled out and asked, "Like?"

"Delicious," Mom said, scooping up a bit of c.u.m hanging from my c.o.c.k.

"He has an addicting taste," Sarah smiled, as she leaned in and kissed Mom.

After a minute, Mom surprised us both when she ordered, "On your back, Sarah. Time to put on a show for your brother."

"Mmmmmmm," Sarah smiled, "does Mommy have a kinky side?"

Mom pushed Sarah onto her back, straddled her face and pulled Sarah's legs up for balance in what instantly became the hottest lesbian face-sitting scene in the history of p.o.r.n.

"Oh my," Sarah said, as her flexibility was put to the test by her mother.

"Lick Mommy's c.u.n.t, you little s.l.u.t," Mom ordered.

"Mmmmm, I like a woman who knows what she wants," Sarah purred, before she began l.i.c.k.i.n.g.

"That's it, lick Mommy," Mom m.o.a.n.e.d, as she turned and winked at me.

I watched the lesbian scene in complete captivation as Mom said, "You got me all revved up and didn't finish me off."

"Sorry, I've wanted to face f.u.c.k you forever," I admitted.

"Words I never fathomed ever hearing from my son," Mom laughed with a m.o.a.n.

A couple more minutes of l.i.c.k.i.n.g and Mom was m.o.a.ning louder as she said, "Yes s.l.u.t, eat Mommy's c.u.n.t, get your brother all excited so he can f.u.c.k your tight c.u.n.t and a.s.s."

"Yes, Mom, come on my face," Sarah said, between licks.

"Yes!" Mom screamed, as my sister got her off for the second time.

A couple minutes later Sarah came over to me and asked, "Do you have one more load in this cannon?"

"At least one," I said, although I wasn't sure how many more I could produce. What was the Guinness Book of records for loads shot in one day? I'm guessing that in Alaska or Siberia or someplace they don't get out of the house much during the winters, it might be something ridiculous like seventy-two. (That's only once every twenty minutes. Piece of cake if you don't have anything else to do, right?)

"Good," Sarah said, as she took my c.o.c.k in her mouth yet again.

Mom joined us and asked, "Did your sister take your v.i.r.g.i.n.i.t.y?"

"Yes," I m.o.a.n.e.d and then added, "All three of them."

"You didn't save one for me?" Mom rebuked her, slapping her a.s.s.

"Sorry Mom," Sarah said, between bobs. "Truth be told, I didn't know you were a Mommy-s.l.u.t until you caught us just now and I decided to go for broke."

"I didn't either," Mom said, as she moved her hand to Sarah's c.u.n.t.

"Or that Joey was a mother f.u.c.ker," Sarah added, the term so f.u.c.k.i.n.g hot.

"Deep throat," Mom ordered, as she moved her hand to Sarah's head and pushed it down.

Sarah gagged slightly before getting used to having my c.o.c.k tickling her tonsils.

"Can you deep throat?" I asked my mother.

"I'll practice until I can," Mom promised.

Sarah sat back up and said, "You two can get all your mother f.u.c.k.i.n.g and son s.u.c.k.i.n.g done while I'm gone. Today it's all about me, then next weekend you can show me anything new you've come up with."

"Fair enough," Mom laughed.

Sarah straddled me and lowered her c.u.n.t onto my c.o.c.k.

Mom moved closer and began rubbing Sarah's c.l.i.t as she rode my c.o.c.k.

"Oh yes Mom, rub me," Sarah m.o.a.n.e.d, as she began bouncing on my c.o.c.k, taking the entire sausage inside her.

Mom said, "My turn."

Sarah shook her head no. "Nope. His c.o.c.k is mine until he comes. You get to watch and play."

"Fine," Mom said, "I'll suck and f.u.c.k his c.o.c.k all week while you're back at college learning boring shit."

"Worst Mom ever," Sarah laughed.

"I don't think Joey will call me that," Mom countered.

Sarah got off and pushed me onto my back and said, "Mom, You can get up close and personal as I ride this big, fat c.o.c.k."

"You're going to tempt me," Mom sighed, and she moved behind us as Sarah resumed riding my c.o.c.k.

"Get your face right up there," Sarah ordered.

"So hot," Mom's voice said, since I couldn't see her.

"Lick my a.s.s," Sarah ordered.

"You're so bad," Mom said, "good thing it's catching," as I tried to get some sort of view of what she was doing.

Then for the next fifteen minutes I f.u.c.k.e.d Sarah in a variety of positions, or sometimes she f.u.c.k.e.d me with Mom joining in as an amazing third partner.

She rode me on the floor while I eagerly licked Mom.

I f.u.c.k.e.d Sarah in her favourite kinky position while I fingered Mom:

Then I f.u.c.k.e.d Sarah in a couple different positions while Mom and she kissed: